I'm Baaaaack!! Sorry for the wait… I had… 'Writer's block'
Gilder: Would it have anything to do with these? (Holds up copies of Command&Conquer Generals: Zero Hour, SoAL, and Advance Wars 2)
Maaaaaaaaaaaaybe…
Gilder: And these? (Holds up volume 1 of Naruto, Shaman King, One Piece, .Hack//, and Trigun)
. It was my birthday last month, what do you expect?
Gilder: And this? (holds up copy of the newest Redwall book)
…Well I had writer's block before I got all those… On to the story already…
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Reviews:
Tandi: Thanks!
Desert Lynx: Right, thanks again for pointing that out…
Dark Ronin: … Well, yes, I do read a lot of Redwall books… So I guess my writing style would be heavily influenced by that… and okay, it's Galcian, okay… But Vedrain is supposed to be more like Galcian than Ramirez, so I guess I succeeded… And if the S.S.P. ever comes after me, I can just have Gilder and his A.G.R.G.F. (Association of Gilder's Rabidly Gunslinging Fans) come and take them down… And Gilder's getting better… He's been taking lessons from Vash the Stampede lately…
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Under the cover of darkness, the battleship Teodora slipped closer to the island that had been identified as the Blue Rogue's base. Its captain, Marco, stared out of the viewport, his one good eye scanning the night sky for any sign of his opponents.
"Prepare for bombardment."
Marco was a new recruit in the Armada, only recently promoted to captain, but he was advancing in the ranks very quickly. He had been a sailor before, and had lost his eye during a battle on deck. The ship had been attacked by monsters, and he was charged by the leader of the pack, a huge, hulking behemoth more than twice his size. Marco had lost his eye. The monster had lost its life!
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As the Teodora slipped closer, it went unnoticed by the sleeping guards on Guidestones Isle. There was no one awake to alert the base of the impending approach. If there had, perhaps the battle would not have gone the way it did. But perhaps it was meant to be. Who knows? The web of fate is a tangled one, and even the slightest differences can mean major consequences in future times. There is no way of knowing…
As Leana slept, dreaming dreams of gold and treasure, her sleep was interrupted by a huge explosion. She was thrown out of her bed and jolted awake. "What the…" she said sleepily. She raced out into the hallway. There she saw the other members of the crew, looking around sleepily.
"What's going on?" asked Wallace. Suddenly the alarm started blaring. Out of a voice-tube set in the wall came the voice of the night watchman.
"Alert! Alert! The Armada is attacking! Repeat, the Armada is attacking! Battle stations! Battle stations!
"The Armada?!" said Leana. "How'd they find us?"
Suddenly, Mark appeared, shouting orders to the crew.
"Alright, battle stations, battle stations, people! Go, go, go!" They rushed off to their stations, racing to defend the base. When they arrived at the path to the cannon room, they found it blocked by rubble. The base shook again.
"They're boarding! C'mon!" Mark shouted. He was strangely calm, leading his crew in the defense of the island. The Valuans were coming in at the port, and had seized control of the area near there. The crew was making a stand at the hallway leading to the rest of the base.
A fierce battle ensued. John dashed back and forth, hacking and slashing with his cutlass. Leana fired her pistols, the shells ripping through the Valuan lines like a knife through butter. Rick sat back and sniped enemy soldiers. Mark stabbed with his rapier, piercing armor and severing skin. Even Wallace had a part, dashing back and forth giving aid to wounded crewmen. It was looking pretty even until the Valuans got reinforcements. Suddenly, the battle was turning, the tide of enemy soldiers pushing back the lines of the pirates. Leana ran up to Mark.
"Mark! Run! We're doomed now, but you can save yourself!"
"No! I can't abandon my crew now! You run!"
"No, Mark, You've got to go! It'll do no good to us if you die!
"… You're right. Jackney! Come on, we'll take the spare lifeboat from the side dock! Let's go!"
They raced away from the battle, sprinting down a corridor toward the secret hidden dock on the other side of the island. Suddenly, another blast rocked the base, collapsing the ceiling above them!
Once the dust cleared, Mark could see that he was trapped under a beam. He heaved it off himself and looked around for Jackney. When he saw, he gasped. The first mate was lying facedown, trapped under a huge pile of rubble. He raced over to him and turned him over. "Jackney. Jackney!"
The first mate coughed. He was obviously mortally wounded. "Leave me, sir. There's nothing you can do for me… Just promise to get back at the Valuans for what they did…"
"No. I won't let you die!" but he was too late. Jackney slowly faded… and died.
Mark stood up. Then, he made a solemn oath. He would get the Armada… they would pay for what they had done.
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How'd' ya like it? R&R, plz!
P.S. Special contest!!! Anyone who can tell me what video game John's last name comes from gets a cookie! If you can tell me his role, you get a plate of cookies! (hint: in the game, his first name is the same as one of the other main crewmen in this story)
Author's note: Okay… You know Dark Ronin? The guy I'm writing SoA glitches and oddities with? Well, he's got an SoA website… It's not much now, but it'll be a lot better soon… So visit it!!!! Now!!!! Why are you still reading this page!!! (URL: thedarkrift.tripod.com)