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Comments: After major R&R in Nova Scotia I'm back to writing my story. I have to stop writing these at night, I just realized how much I sucked. Any way, not the point. I am going to write a sequel. It takes place in the Colliseum (x-cuse my spelling). I also wanted to point out for my friends that these are real characters in my life but no hard feelings.
The Escape Plan
"Do you know what the penalty is for something so stupid?" the Commander spat at Kyler the next morning, now that he was sober.
"No, Sir," Kyler replied, ashamed yet loud. He had to show that when he got his punisment, he knew he deserved it, which he probally did.
"Neither do I," the Commander raged, "because I dont remember any one who was ever in the force, that would do such a stupid thing!" It was obvious that the Commander didn't remember any one who did such a stupid thing when he has trouble remembering his own name.
"I have no idea how to punish you. I'm leaving this to the Sultan to deal with."
Damn, Kyler thought, not the Sultan. The Sultan controls half of Flint Sector IV. He had the power to put you away for any reason at all. He was like a power-sick puppy.
"Put your head up, son! Your just lucky that the RAGNAROK and the YMIR withstanded the explosions. The rebels will be attacking soon. All we have are the COUGAR gaurd mechs and the other two mechs." The Commanders lectures were making Kylers hangover much worse than it already was. He just wanted to go to sleep, but he knew that wasn't going to happen. First he was going to be thrown in prison, then, when his records get to the Sultan, he'll be put to death.
"Can you get the kids?" Troy asked Ree. "We're going to see Kyler." It was about half-an-hour after Kyler got put away. Mallorie got the kids and they walked down to the criminal facility. There were two COUGARS gaurding the facility. The kids "oohed" and "ahhed" the massive machines of destruction that caused so much pain through all the years that they served. It kind of hurt Troy to know that his kids took interest in such things, but that didn't stop him from telling them all about the different kinds of weapons that it had and what it was capable of.
They approached the infantry gaurds the kids stared at his pistol.
They walked through the metal/plasma detector one by one. It buzzed when Mallorie went through it it buzzed but it was just the choker that Troy got for her for there anniversary.
"We're here to visit Kyler Moorey," Troy informed the gaurd.
"Go in the waiting room, I'll call on him."
The gaurd opened the heavy, steel door and a smell that reminded the family of a 30-year old dead carcus. The room was an unpleasant sight, the heavy, rusted steel doors, the smell, the ugly people. Troy pulled his family close. It was hard to believe that some one like Kyler belonged in such a place. After a few minutes Kyler showed up with cuffs, escorted by 7 gaurds. He pointed Troy out and the gaurds followed where his finger was aimed.
"Follow me," one of the gaurds said.
Kyler looked down at his feet. They followed the gaurd to the visitors cubicles. They were in a long hallway with cubicles on the right hand side. There was a door next to the first cubicle.
"Cubicle 14," the gaurd told them. He unlocked Kylers cuffs and he went through the door. Troy and every one else looked for cubicle 14. They met Kyler at the fourteenth cubicle.
All the kids asked if Kyler killed some one and Ree told them to stop, while she had a small smirk of humor on her face. Mallorie asked if he was alright, if he was feeling okay, acting like a mother. Finally, Troy got to talk to him.
"So, you feeling alright?" Troy asked.
"Well, I'm in a prison that smells like ass, I'm hungover, I'm going to be executed, and other than the fact that I'm not alright, I'm alright," Kyler replied. Troy let out a weak laugh.
"Do you remember that promise you made to me, like, in the eighth grade?" Kyler asked.
"Ya, that one about sticking together and all," Troy remembered.
"That's it. Listen you gotta help me outta here."
"Of course I'll do that, but what are you going to do after that? They'll be looking for you." '
"Well," Kyler said hesitantly, "I plan on stealing a mech...."
"Whoa," Troy cut in,"hold up. We might be able to win against the rebels with two COUGARS, a RAGNAROK, and a YMIR, but only three mechs?"
"Two," Kyler corrected. "Two mechs, the two COUGARS."
"What do you mean?"
"I want you to come with me. I'm not that good of a mechwarrior, you know that."
"I can't do that!" Troy yelled. "What'll happen to the people? We'll lose! There'll be nothing left of the town. My Wife. My family."
"You can tell your family tonight," Kyler said. "Listen, I know i'm asking a lot. The town will be fine. Once we steal the mechs, the Commander will evac. the town."
"You're asking me too much," Troy said. He had a worried look in his face, like he has scared he was accually going to go through with it. "I'll never get to see my wife and kids again."
"It's what we've dreamed about when we were little, remember," Kyler tried.
"Ya, but it's different now. I have a family. I need some time to think."
"Well, you have to hurry up, my records will be on their way to the Sultan by tommorow afternoon. Here's the plan.
"First step, tonight, come here and commandeer one of the COUGARS outside. Get the other guy out to. Over the intercom order, 'Give me Kyler Moorey or else.....' or some thing like that. If they bring me out, cover me, I'll make a run for the other mech.
"Second, once I board the mech, we head down to the Repair Facility. We steal the other two mechs and ditch the COUGARS. Then, we're on our way."
Comments: After major R&R in Nova Scotia I'm back to writing my story. I have to stop writing these at night, I just realized how much I sucked. Any way, not the point. I am going to write a sequel. It takes place in the Colliseum (x-cuse my spelling). I also wanted to point out for my friends that these are real characters in my life but no hard feelings.
The Escape Plan
"Do you know what the penalty is for something so stupid?" the Commander spat at Kyler the next morning, now that he was sober.
"No, Sir," Kyler replied, ashamed yet loud. He had to show that when he got his punisment, he knew he deserved it, which he probally did.
"Neither do I," the Commander raged, "because I dont remember any one who was ever in the force, that would do such a stupid thing!" It was obvious that the Commander didn't remember any one who did such a stupid thing when he has trouble remembering his own name.
"I have no idea how to punish you. I'm leaving this to the Sultan to deal with."
Damn, Kyler thought, not the Sultan. The Sultan controls half of Flint Sector IV. He had the power to put you away for any reason at all. He was like a power-sick puppy.
"Put your head up, son! Your just lucky that the RAGNAROK and the YMIR withstanded the explosions. The rebels will be attacking soon. All we have are the COUGAR gaurd mechs and the other two mechs." The Commanders lectures were making Kylers hangover much worse than it already was. He just wanted to go to sleep, but he knew that wasn't going to happen. First he was going to be thrown in prison, then, when his records get to the Sultan, he'll be put to death.
"Can you get the kids?" Troy asked Ree. "We're going to see Kyler." It was about half-an-hour after Kyler got put away. Mallorie got the kids and they walked down to the criminal facility. There were two COUGARS gaurding the facility. The kids "oohed" and "ahhed" the massive machines of destruction that caused so much pain through all the years that they served. It kind of hurt Troy to know that his kids took interest in such things, but that didn't stop him from telling them all about the different kinds of weapons that it had and what it was capable of.
They approached the infantry gaurds the kids stared at his pistol.
They walked through the metal/plasma detector one by one. It buzzed when Mallorie went through it it buzzed but it was just the choker that Troy got for her for there anniversary.
"We're here to visit Kyler Moorey," Troy informed the gaurd.
"Go in the waiting room, I'll call on him."
The gaurd opened the heavy, steel door and a smell that reminded the family of a 30-year old dead carcus. The room was an unpleasant sight, the heavy, rusted steel doors, the smell, the ugly people. Troy pulled his family close. It was hard to believe that some one like Kyler belonged in such a place. After a few minutes Kyler showed up with cuffs, escorted by 7 gaurds. He pointed Troy out and the gaurds followed where his finger was aimed.
"Follow me," one of the gaurds said.
Kyler looked down at his feet. They followed the gaurd to the visitors cubicles. They were in a long hallway with cubicles on the right hand side. There was a door next to the first cubicle.
"Cubicle 14," the gaurd told them. He unlocked Kylers cuffs and he went through the door. Troy and every one else looked for cubicle 14. They met Kyler at the fourteenth cubicle.
All the kids asked if Kyler killed some one and Ree told them to stop, while she had a small smirk of humor on her face. Mallorie asked if he was alright, if he was feeling okay, acting like a mother. Finally, Troy got to talk to him.
"So, you feeling alright?" Troy asked.
"Well, I'm in a prison that smells like ass, I'm hungover, I'm going to be executed, and other than the fact that I'm not alright, I'm alright," Kyler replied. Troy let out a weak laugh.
"Do you remember that promise you made to me, like, in the eighth grade?" Kyler asked.
"Ya, that one about sticking together and all," Troy remembered.
"That's it. Listen you gotta help me outta here."
"Of course I'll do that, but what are you going to do after that? They'll be looking for you." '
"Well," Kyler said hesitantly, "I plan on stealing a mech...."
"Whoa," Troy cut in,"hold up. We might be able to win against the rebels with two COUGARS, a RAGNAROK, and a YMIR, but only three mechs?"
"Two," Kyler corrected. "Two mechs, the two COUGARS."
"What do you mean?"
"I want you to come with me. I'm not that good of a mechwarrior, you know that."
"I can't do that!" Troy yelled. "What'll happen to the people? We'll lose! There'll be nothing left of the town. My Wife. My family."
"You can tell your family tonight," Kyler said. "Listen, I know i'm asking a lot. The town will be fine. Once we steal the mechs, the Commander will evac. the town."
"You're asking me too much," Troy said. He had a worried look in his face, like he has scared he was accually going to go through with it. "I'll never get to see my wife and kids again."
"It's what we've dreamed about when we were little, remember," Kyler tried.
"Ya, but it's different now. I have a family. I need some time to think."
"Well, you have to hurry up, my records will be on their way to the Sultan by tommorow afternoon. Here's the plan.
"First step, tonight, come here and commandeer one of the COUGARS outside. Get the other guy out to. Over the intercom order, 'Give me Kyler Moorey or else.....' or some thing like that. If they bring me out, cover me, I'll make a run for the other mech.
"Second, once I board the mech, we head down to the Repair Facility. We steal the other two mechs and ditch the COUGARS. Then, we're on our way."