-1This is my second story, but first real "FICTION" so I hope it goes well. As you probably guessed that this is a C&C fiction. This is being told by a GDI commando and his missions.

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Chapter One: accidents

As the dust settles I find myself on the ground with a pain in my back. I try to get up but the pain shoots through my body and I rest for a few minuets. I think to myself 'How did I end up here?' Then I remembered what happened…

----------------- Two days ago -----------------------------------------

I walked up to the briefing room and took my spot among my brothers. This seemed like a typical mission which really didn't need me. The thing I noticed was that the high priority missions didn't have a Commando sent in, only the easy or suicide missions did. My brother was a Commando like me and he was sent to destroy a base to clear in reinforcements, I was five at the time, he never returned from that mission. I knew he wasn't dead because I wasn't the most innocent person. When I was ten I cracked the GDI security and found my brother was still alive.

"Alright everyone," the screen came up and we saw a image taken by a scout. "We have a new mission. Nod has set up a chemical installation to arm their ICBM's with a toxin warhead."

The Commander looked stern. " I don't have to explain how bad this can be. Apparently Nod wants to strike a UN conference in Algeria." I had a bad feeling about this mission. But I remembered what I was working for, my Brother. "Chavez, you and Ronalski are going in, you will be taking the "red shirt" with you."

Frank Ronalski is a hardened Spec. Ops. Troop but still acts a little lightly for a combat veteran. He was my friend all through high school but has still never met my brother. I talked him into joining with me. I was still thinking about my past when I heard him chuckling next to me.

I looked at Frank who was giving me a thumbs up and said " Wonder who the new kid will be?" He just laughed and pointed at the kid in front of him. The kid looked terrified of something, I wondered what it could be. It obviously wasn't killing some one or he wouldn't be here.

The commander finished the briefing and asked if anyone had questions. "Do we get any tang for doing this?" I heard Ronalski yell loud and everyone waited

"Well, everyone but you will." Everyone laughed and the commander just stared at him.

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" Alright, Frank lets get ready to get on the Chinook. Where is the fucking new guy!" I was anxious to get this over and get back here because I had a weird feeling in my chest.

"Sorry I'm late but I woke up late. Then I had to run down here with all of my shit." The new guy, Michael something I think, ran up to the helipad. "Hey about time! Well get on we're ready to leave."

Twenty minuets later and we're on our way to the destination. "So why did you join the GDI Commando unit? I mean you look petrified." I said

"Well, I was promoted from a minigunner to a commando when I was the sole survivor of a outpost raid. I had survived against a battalion of Nod infantry and A whole unit of SSM's and Light tanks."

"Yeah Nick, you didn't here about that. It was in the paper last week." Frank said to me sarcastically. The truth is that no one heard of it because the outpost contained our newest weapon, the personal Ion Cannon.

All of a sudden a missile could be heard launching from the ground and I knew we could be in trouble. Before I could yell to the pilot he said " LAUNCH CHAFF FLARES!" More missiles could be heard and all of a sudden the transport shook violently.

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That's it for chapter one, review if you'd like or not. Chap two I'll write tomorrow because I'm tired right now from all the PT I did today.