This is the first chapters of my story, hope you enjoy this
cause this is actually my own writing style so please bear with it, I
have to warn you, I almost flunk my English class, anyway I like to
hear some of your review about this chapter. And oh yeah I almost
forgot, to all the makers of the counter-strike, I have no money so
please don't sue, ok?
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Chapter 1: Born Legend
The game will start in 3 seconds... 2... 1... Begin!
Members of the two factions spawns from their base synchronized. Playing as a counter-terrorist our job is to rescue some hostages inside one of these three warehouses, there are eight of our group and there are ten of them, their location are unknown, without action we are sitting ducks by the terrorist group whom which do dispose of us outside.
Our whole team are standing next to an abandoned building to prevent us from direct visibility from the three warehouses. Our team quickly armed ourselves with weapons of our choices, most of them are carrying MP5 Navy, and others bought Steyr-Scouts.
My inexperience in buying armaments are showed as I purchased my equipments five seconds late from the others, team members looked at me struggling to find the right armaments.
One of our team members stand in front of us all as we are about to move out of our current position.
"I'll take the point, negatives are free to form groups of theirs. Okay lets move out!" said the man named "Carbon", as he moves out of our buying zone, four of our members trailed Carbon, Instincts tells me that this Carbon guy is an experience counter-striker so regardless of the fact that I don't know this guy I followed him blindly.
The thrill of going unseen into enemy territories are very new to my senses, being so close to death are bliss to my feel. Yet I expect to end looking stupid and not doing much from this first experience of mine.
Our group stand and wait at an alley of what I think is a backdoor through one of the warehouses, team mates quickly checks for signs of tangos. "No tangos on sight..."
"Sector Clear" Said some of my team members. Our point man Carbon crouch as he uses his radio.
"Report in team." said Carbon.
Without warning, the door from the back door suddenly opens and one of the terrorist wielding a MP5 Navy pulls on his weapons trigger spraying on our surprised party, many rushed out side of the alley and many quickly draws its weapon to shoot back. I was standing on that same alley petrified by the deafening sound of barrage of bullets.
The Terrorist was looking at me next as he points his weapon on to me, mind quickly tells me to move or die but my body doesn't seem to respond. The alleys had a moment of silence after I heard the next shoot, expecting a hit my body braced like I've never braced before, pain in my chest weakened my body, my eyes remained focused at the Terrorist tango as my legs collapsed leaving me at the floor.
"Enemy down..." the last thing I've heard from my teammates.
"So they finally managed to kill the Terrorist" I said to myself as I laid down to the floor.
A teammate approached me as he kicks softly as if he is checking to see if I'm okay.
"Get up kid!" Said one of my teammates as he kicks me again.
I tried to get up expecting a painful reaction at my chest. My body is weak but I did get up and sit at the floor for a while. The guy crouch at the side of me as he looks in my face and said.
"Your over reacting kid, you didn't take a hit" said the guy as he smiles annoyingly in front of me. I stand and dust my self up, as he looks at me again.
"Rookie?" asked the guy.
I nodded my head as he looks at my figure holding my weapon. He raises my weapon a little bit and said.
"Hold it, as if you are going to shoot back soldier, it helps" said the guy as he leaves me.
"Regroup team" said our point man.
Teammates comes back the alley, some of them are wounded from the Terrorist's rampage.
"The other counter-terrorist are not answering back to our messages, however we cannot presume that they are dead" said Carbon.
"We shouldn't have left them behind sir!" said the man who talked to me.
Carbon looked at the guy with anger and said.
"Hey I only trouble about the people who are part of my group! understand!?"
"Sir yes, sir!" said the guy.
Looking at his dog tag I tried to look at for his name, a call sign Renegade was engraved above a title that says 1month champion. My mind tells me that he is the real thing, my mind are having doubts about this Carbon guy.
"Hold this position and wait for my go, on my go command we will enter this door got it?" said Carbon. Again regardless that I'm having doubts about this Carbon guy I am left with no choice but to follow his command once again. He position us by two lines, Renegade was at my side, he again turns his head on to me and said.
"Look kid, you want to survive listen to me, Inside this warehouse are probably a large number of terrorist guarding the hostages, most of their groups are just rookies but..."
He shoed me a piece of paper with the face of a guy. they guys left eyes have a gruesome vertical scar. It is very noticeable.
"This is our primary threat, she's name is Shadow, she is a very dangerous very skilled Terrorist, I'm getting the feeling that she is using an AK-47 right now. That means that when we enter this warehouse he must be far away from both the front and the back entrances so check first at the side of the warehouse or look somewhere above. If you are pinned by an AK-47 it is best to dull first his reflexes before jumping out with guns blazing. If you think that you are getting much damage from the other players run first for cover, chances are you'll be dead first before you can point your weapon at one of them." He said as he introduce his self to me.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I'm Renegade"
I was about to introduce my self back to Renegade when...
"Go go go!" shouted Carbon as we unleashed a surprise attack from the back of the warehouse. Guys at the front kicked the door open as we charged in and enter.
From my point of view it looks like we are the ones surprised by the Terrorist, they were all waiting for us to enter into their warehouse. Guys on the right find their cover to the right and guys from the left found their at their side, each pinned by terrorist at both side, looking up I find two Terrorist directly in front of my sight. It seems that they are preoccupied by others of my team mates, also in my view I find Renegade at both end of the warehouse, I was astonished with his skills, he's footwork while shooting back at the enemy was indescribable, he's skills at counter-strike was no doubt legendary, with him on our side we will surely win against the opposition.
Valleys of bullets cross at the middle of the warehouse, its time to do my share. Despite of me being a rookie, I shoot back at the Terrorist like a pro, with my finger nailed to the trigger of my MP5 Navy I fight them back with full fire power. click, click, click... My MP5 Navy stopped shooting leaving me a sitting duck to the enemy with no cover from the enemy on the other side of the warehouse, its time to the footwork.
Adrenaline pumping into my veins makes my hand tremble as I tried to reload my MP5 Navy with another magazine. From my side I straffed left to right like a mad man, without anyone to tell if I'm doing it right or if I'm doing it wrong I used my instinct, I use no combination to my footwork. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right...
Every seconds that it takes for me to reload my MP5 Navy felt like minutes, to me it seems like I was only waiting for them to hit me with one of their bullets and then die a painful death within the shoot out. After a while, the expected hit came directly in front of my chest, my Kevlar helped into weakening the bullet that hit me so, I didn't take much damage from the hit.
It's not a very serious hit, but when the bullets of the terrorist are all flying at my direction, I was forced to stop fighting and take cover at a box near my left. I take cover pinned by enemy fire at the box waiting for the barrage of bullets to stop. Without anything to do, I reloaded my MP5 without any problems.
After a while the barrage of bullets came to a stop, and as I take a look at the terrorist at the other side, they were all down and eliminated. As I come out of my cover, I see the whole picture and see Renegade standing at the side of the two terrorists.
As he sees me, he smiles and is seems like an having fun, and a lot of it, so I smiled back and rushed into him, my senses tells me I'd be more safe if I'm at his cover. But when I was walking half way into his side of the warehouse, I've spotted another terrorist standing a few meters at the side of him.
It seems like Renegade is unaware of the terrorist presence and is about to be eliminated out of this game. If I have a little enthusiasm at making my share to my group, this is the right time, but before I even take aim at the enemy, He fired at Renegade quickly eliminating him with just a few shoots.
"Could it be shadow that he is talking about?" I whispered silently to my self. I pulled the trigger of my MP5-Navy at shadow which is I think hitting him, Shadows Kevlar was ripping to shreds as I sprayed him with a magazine of 9mm's. Shadow didn't bother shooting back, he was no doubt running for cover. Maybe it was what renegade is talking about, when you are taking too much hit you should run for cover instead of shooting back.
Second passed and felt like minutes, I feel like such a little man looking up at the shadow they are talking about, running for cover at the high ground. The worst thing happened when my MP5-Navy run out of bullets and it gets worst, shadow has successfully find cover at a wall near him.
All hope was lost in me, obviously he can take me out without receiving damage very easily if the fight is going to be just him and me. Without taking a second more exposed to a fire, I quickly run for cover to reload my MP5-Navy, I run to the side of the ramp near the flat form shadow was standing at.
Then I was taking my time at the side of the ramp trying to catch my breath, then.... A thunder like explosion echoed through out the warehouse, before I knew it I was taking shots from Shadow, his weapons are easily passing through my Kevlar without any problems, I can feel his bullet passing into my body, its like my body stiffens in shock.
Apparently he is not holding the trigger of his gun at me. As if he is talking his time with me and playing me around before finally killing me, he was shooting his AK-47 in three bullets at a time. I have no other choice but to fight back, the other cover spots are far away from me.
Quickly kneeling then taking aim, bearing the shock from his AK- 47 it took me a few seconds before pointing the nozzle of the gun at Shadow. Its like my body is involuntary moving for my survival, my mind is definitely aware that this is just a game but my body doesn't seems to give up.
My sight blurred except for the area where the nozzle is pointed at, Shadow looked closer from me this time. It's all or nothing this time around, I have to eliminate shadow. I pulled at the trigger, which released a valley of bullets going to shadow. I was waiting for the sign that shadow was hit, I hold my trigger until that sign comes.
Then finally his head pushed back quickly in a matter of seconds, the head shot that I was willing to take finally happened the bullets land exactly where I want them. The enemy terrorist was slain, the counter- terrorist won with my share, the game is over, and the game is won...
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Finished reading? well If you forgot I'll remind you again to review my work, I have to take your advises, cherishes, applause, and flames. Did I say no flames in the prologue, well forget about it my work is flamers haven, flame me guys, I will not burn... Hahahaha....Hehehehe....
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Chapter 1: Born Legend
The game will start in 3 seconds... 2... 1... Begin!
Members of the two factions spawns from their base synchronized. Playing as a counter-terrorist our job is to rescue some hostages inside one of these three warehouses, there are eight of our group and there are ten of them, their location are unknown, without action we are sitting ducks by the terrorist group whom which do dispose of us outside.
Our whole team are standing next to an abandoned building to prevent us from direct visibility from the three warehouses. Our team quickly armed ourselves with weapons of our choices, most of them are carrying MP5 Navy, and others bought Steyr-Scouts.
My inexperience in buying armaments are showed as I purchased my equipments five seconds late from the others, team members looked at me struggling to find the right armaments.
One of our team members stand in front of us all as we are about to move out of our current position.
"I'll take the point, negatives are free to form groups of theirs. Okay lets move out!" said the man named "Carbon", as he moves out of our buying zone, four of our members trailed Carbon, Instincts tells me that this Carbon guy is an experience counter-striker so regardless of the fact that I don't know this guy I followed him blindly.
The thrill of going unseen into enemy territories are very new to my senses, being so close to death are bliss to my feel. Yet I expect to end looking stupid and not doing much from this first experience of mine.
Our group stand and wait at an alley of what I think is a backdoor through one of the warehouses, team mates quickly checks for signs of tangos. "No tangos on sight..."
"Sector Clear" Said some of my team members. Our point man Carbon crouch as he uses his radio.
"Report in team." said Carbon.
Without warning, the door from the back door suddenly opens and one of the terrorist wielding a MP5 Navy pulls on his weapons trigger spraying on our surprised party, many rushed out side of the alley and many quickly draws its weapon to shoot back. I was standing on that same alley petrified by the deafening sound of barrage of bullets.
The Terrorist was looking at me next as he points his weapon on to me, mind quickly tells me to move or die but my body doesn't seem to respond. The alleys had a moment of silence after I heard the next shoot, expecting a hit my body braced like I've never braced before, pain in my chest weakened my body, my eyes remained focused at the Terrorist tango as my legs collapsed leaving me at the floor.
"Enemy down..." the last thing I've heard from my teammates.
"So they finally managed to kill the Terrorist" I said to myself as I laid down to the floor.
A teammate approached me as he kicks softly as if he is checking to see if I'm okay.
"Get up kid!" Said one of my teammates as he kicks me again.
I tried to get up expecting a painful reaction at my chest. My body is weak but I did get up and sit at the floor for a while. The guy crouch at the side of me as he looks in my face and said.
"Your over reacting kid, you didn't take a hit" said the guy as he smiles annoyingly in front of me. I stand and dust my self up, as he looks at me again.
"Rookie?" asked the guy.
I nodded my head as he looks at my figure holding my weapon. He raises my weapon a little bit and said.
"Hold it, as if you are going to shoot back soldier, it helps" said the guy as he leaves me.
"Regroup team" said our point man.
Teammates comes back the alley, some of them are wounded from the Terrorist's rampage.
"The other counter-terrorist are not answering back to our messages, however we cannot presume that they are dead" said Carbon.
"We shouldn't have left them behind sir!" said the man who talked to me.
Carbon looked at the guy with anger and said.
"Hey I only trouble about the people who are part of my group! understand!?"
"Sir yes, sir!" said the guy.
Looking at his dog tag I tried to look at for his name, a call sign Renegade was engraved above a title that says 1month champion. My mind tells me that he is the real thing, my mind are having doubts about this Carbon guy.
"Hold this position and wait for my go, on my go command we will enter this door got it?" said Carbon. Again regardless that I'm having doubts about this Carbon guy I am left with no choice but to follow his command once again. He position us by two lines, Renegade was at my side, he again turns his head on to me and said.
"Look kid, you want to survive listen to me, Inside this warehouse are probably a large number of terrorist guarding the hostages, most of their groups are just rookies but..."
He shoed me a piece of paper with the face of a guy. they guys left eyes have a gruesome vertical scar. It is very noticeable.
"This is our primary threat, she's name is Shadow, she is a very dangerous very skilled Terrorist, I'm getting the feeling that she is using an AK-47 right now. That means that when we enter this warehouse he must be far away from both the front and the back entrances so check first at the side of the warehouse or look somewhere above. If you are pinned by an AK-47 it is best to dull first his reflexes before jumping out with guns blazing. If you think that you are getting much damage from the other players run first for cover, chances are you'll be dead first before you can point your weapon at one of them." He said as he introduce his self to me.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I'm Renegade"
I was about to introduce my self back to Renegade when...
"Go go go!" shouted Carbon as we unleashed a surprise attack from the back of the warehouse. Guys at the front kicked the door open as we charged in and enter.
From my point of view it looks like we are the ones surprised by the Terrorist, they were all waiting for us to enter into their warehouse. Guys on the right find their cover to the right and guys from the left found their at their side, each pinned by terrorist at both side, looking up I find two Terrorist directly in front of my sight. It seems that they are preoccupied by others of my team mates, also in my view I find Renegade at both end of the warehouse, I was astonished with his skills, he's footwork while shooting back at the enemy was indescribable, he's skills at counter-strike was no doubt legendary, with him on our side we will surely win against the opposition.
Valleys of bullets cross at the middle of the warehouse, its time to do my share. Despite of me being a rookie, I shoot back at the Terrorist like a pro, with my finger nailed to the trigger of my MP5 Navy I fight them back with full fire power. click, click, click... My MP5 Navy stopped shooting leaving me a sitting duck to the enemy with no cover from the enemy on the other side of the warehouse, its time to the footwork.
Adrenaline pumping into my veins makes my hand tremble as I tried to reload my MP5 Navy with another magazine. From my side I straffed left to right like a mad man, without anyone to tell if I'm doing it right or if I'm doing it wrong I used my instinct, I use no combination to my footwork. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right...
Every seconds that it takes for me to reload my MP5 Navy felt like minutes, to me it seems like I was only waiting for them to hit me with one of their bullets and then die a painful death within the shoot out. After a while, the expected hit came directly in front of my chest, my Kevlar helped into weakening the bullet that hit me so, I didn't take much damage from the hit.
It's not a very serious hit, but when the bullets of the terrorist are all flying at my direction, I was forced to stop fighting and take cover at a box near my left. I take cover pinned by enemy fire at the box waiting for the barrage of bullets to stop. Without anything to do, I reloaded my MP5 without any problems.
After a while the barrage of bullets came to a stop, and as I take a look at the terrorist at the other side, they were all down and eliminated. As I come out of my cover, I see the whole picture and see Renegade standing at the side of the two terrorists.
As he sees me, he smiles and is seems like an having fun, and a lot of it, so I smiled back and rushed into him, my senses tells me I'd be more safe if I'm at his cover. But when I was walking half way into his side of the warehouse, I've spotted another terrorist standing a few meters at the side of him.
It seems like Renegade is unaware of the terrorist presence and is about to be eliminated out of this game. If I have a little enthusiasm at making my share to my group, this is the right time, but before I even take aim at the enemy, He fired at Renegade quickly eliminating him with just a few shoots.
"Could it be shadow that he is talking about?" I whispered silently to my self. I pulled the trigger of my MP5-Navy at shadow which is I think hitting him, Shadows Kevlar was ripping to shreds as I sprayed him with a magazine of 9mm's. Shadow didn't bother shooting back, he was no doubt running for cover. Maybe it was what renegade is talking about, when you are taking too much hit you should run for cover instead of shooting back.
Second passed and felt like minutes, I feel like such a little man looking up at the shadow they are talking about, running for cover at the high ground. The worst thing happened when my MP5-Navy run out of bullets and it gets worst, shadow has successfully find cover at a wall near him.
All hope was lost in me, obviously he can take me out without receiving damage very easily if the fight is going to be just him and me. Without taking a second more exposed to a fire, I quickly run for cover to reload my MP5-Navy, I run to the side of the ramp near the flat form shadow was standing at.
Then I was taking my time at the side of the ramp trying to catch my breath, then.... A thunder like explosion echoed through out the warehouse, before I knew it I was taking shots from Shadow, his weapons are easily passing through my Kevlar without any problems, I can feel his bullet passing into my body, its like my body stiffens in shock.
Apparently he is not holding the trigger of his gun at me. As if he is talking his time with me and playing me around before finally killing me, he was shooting his AK-47 in three bullets at a time. I have no other choice but to fight back, the other cover spots are far away from me.
Quickly kneeling then taking aim, bearing the shock from his AK- 47 it took me a few seconds before pointing the nozzle of the gun at Shadow. Its like my body is involuntary moving for my survival, my mind is definitely aware that this is just a game but my body doesn't seems to give up.
My sight blurred except for the area where the nozzle is pointed at, Shadow looked closer from me this time. It's all or nothing this time around, I have to eliminate shadow. I pulled at the trigger, which released a valley of bullets going to shadow. I was waiting for the sign that shadow was hit, I hold my trigger until that sign comes.
Then finally his head pushed back quickly in a matter of seconds, the head shot that I was willing to take finally happened the bullets land exactly where I want them. The enemy terrorist was slain, the counter- terrorist won with my share, the game is over, and the game is won...
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Finished reading? well If you forgot I'll remind you again to review my work, I have to take your advises, cherishes, applause, and flames. Did I say no flames in the prologue, well forget about it my work is flamers haven, flame me guys, I will not burn... Hahahaha....Hehehehe....