Okay some asked me to send this chapter further since the writer never finished it
Disclaimer:
I do not own Starcraft or any units, structures, or characters,
other
then those I may create, nor the original first chapter as review
this is how it went
"Chapter 1: It began like this
James Raynor was once a normal easy going citizen on Mar Sara. He had recently been appointed Marshal for the Central City district, along with his militia command.
He woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, aluminum plated digital display, and threw it against the wall. But he got up anyways, And stared at the mechanical mess he had just made
"Well... Oh hell, I never liked the clock anyway" he said, mildly.
He
then he proceeded to enter the bathroom of his four room
apartment.
The bathroom was basic, shower, bath tub, sick, mirror
cabinet, and toilet.
On his sink was a cup holding his green tooth brush, a three blade razor, and a bar of soap.
He turned
on the shower and kept his hand under the spout until it
was just
the right temperature (that is, as hot as he could get it in this
run-down
shack with only about a gallon of hot water in its tank at all times).
He
shed his t-shirt and boxers and got in. Shutting the curtain,
he
began to enjoy the warm sensation of water against his back.
After a while he began to sing
"The hills are alive, with the sound of music, a song they have sung... Damn what was the next part?"
"A song they have sung for a thousand years, Jimmy" came a voice threw the wall
"How does he do that?" Jim asked himself
After he was done, he shut off the water and got out. He had considered relieving sexual tension while he was in the shower, but he had his standards, and the shower was for hygiene only, in his opinion.
He wrapped a towel
around his waist and walked back into the bedroom.
He went to his
dresser and opened the drawers. But before he did anything,
he
realized something felt wrong... then he guessed, and gazed over at
the calendar.
"Oh my god, it's my day off and I was about
to go to work" he sighed
then looked back to the dresser.
He
put on, instead of his uniform, a brown T-shirt, his boxers, a pair
of jeans, some white sox's, and a green over-shirt. Then he walked
over to his bed and pulled on his boots.
After that he walked into
the living room, where he then sat on the couch and began browsing
the TV guide on his coffee table.
After about five minutes, he
became bored, and hungry, and moved his presence
into the
kitchen.
"Let's see..." he said
"Reptar cereal, and Reptar cereal, oh and look, spam and eggs"
He
grabbed the pack, and put it in the FES. Four seconds later, it was
done.
After breakfast and a cup of coffee, he decided to go
somewhere.
"Hmmmm, I need a new pair of boots anyway"
he said,
and then went out the door and down the stairs to the
lot.
He jumped on his Vulture bike, and flipped the
switch.
Nothing happened. He tried again... nothing happened.
He sighed and said "Why now, please tell me, why now?"
He got off and kicked the bike motor, it came to life
"Finally"
he said, and jumped on. he pulled out of the lot, and cruised
down
the street.
He lived in the capital of Mar Sara, Chaktoon. For
the most part, a very interesting place.
It had its good places
and its bad places.
He took a left at 5th street, and headed down at a normal speed
He pulled over and parked in front of
Lenord's Saddle Shop.
He killed the engine and jumped off.
He walked into the shop to see Lenord, a rather short, grey haired man; nailing some spurs together, when he said
"Boots are over there Jim" he said, and went on with his work.
Jim walked
over to the other side of the shop, and looked at the boots.
It
only took him a minute before he grabbed the usual black pair,
and
went over to the counter.
" $32.87 " called
Lenord, and Jim put the money on the counter and walked
out the
door. He had only gone a few steps when he bumped into someone and
fell down.
"Oh, I'm sorry" Jim said
"No, that's ok, it's my fault" said a female voice
He got up, and picked up his box, and handed her box to her
"Thanks, you ok?"
He got a first look at her, he was captured, her
red hair was straight
and shoulder length, her green eyes
reflected her beautiful figure,
and he didn't need to think twice
about the rest of her body.
"I am now" he said, and he helped her up
"I'm James Raynor" he said offering his hand
"Sarah Kerrigan" she said, and shook his hand
There was a sort of brief pause, then Jim said
"Well, like I said, I'm sorry for running into you"
"What the hell am I talking about, I'm not sorry!" he yelled inside his head.
"That's all right, it was probably my fault, I was just trying to go and get my boots"
"Hmmmm, so he likes me huh?" she said to herself (A/N: Remember she's psychic)
"Well, I guess I better get moving" he said
"Damn it, I wonder if she would like to come over tonight" he said to himself
"Yeah, well, would 8:00 be all right?"
"Huh?" he said, really surprised
"520 6th street, No 26 right? she said
"Yeah, ummm" he began
"Great, see
ya there tonight" and then she walked into the saddle shop,
and
that was it
"What the hell?" he asked himself
"Well I guess I got a date" he said"