Author's note: Okay, first things first, I am honestly bored with this story. I can't really be expected to write something that I am not interested in. Trust me, I have huge plans with this idea, but the rate at which I update and the way I started the story off has really made this a pain in the butt.
So I've decided to issue a vote. I will write in this chapter a little bit of what I have planned and you, my fellow readers, can decide for yourself whether or not your wish to continue with this current story, or the one in this chapter.
I am very sorry. I wish I could find the strength the carry on with this story, but I just can't seem to reach it. But it's all up to my readers.
I'm happy if you're happy. And I am perfectly fine with your decision either way it goes.
So, without farther delay, here's what I planned for my series. Yes, it was going to be a series, and still can. Just without the first story, Our New Life. Believe me, Our New Life was just a way to introduce you to the plot line. But after I reviewed my notes and this story I've realized that it's just not working. But it's up to you! I will try and make it work!
Disclaimer: Eion Colfer would NOT have any of these problems, for he is what we call A Master.
The Beginning
Chapter One
Location: New York, New York
Time: 1656
Date: 02/09/2013
"Get off of 6th Avenue now! Lead them down West 37th, and then make a right on 5th. This 6th Avenue plan isn't going to work out. They have a small base set up just twenty yards away from your location." There was a faint typing sound in the background, then a groan. "Just hurry up and get to the Empire. We cannot afford to lose New York too, you hear me? Hurry up, and get the boys moving off 6th.Don't get any of them killed, understand?"
"Yes sir." The Major replied. He retrieved his Neutrino from its holster on his hip, and turned around the face his team. "Listen up!" he half-yelled. "Commander Kelp wants us to move off of 6th. Load up your weapons, and head toward West 37th. Stay together!" He ordered.
The team gathered their weapons and headed south on 6Th Avenue. The team was wary as the traveled on the abused streets of New York. The scene itself looked like an apocalypse movie. Buildings had gaping holes on the sides, concrete, paper, and ash cluttered the avenue, and smoke from a nearby fire made the air foggy. They approached 37th Street cautiously. The traffic light was completely demolished and the only thing that remained of the street post was the ONE WAY signs and the street names. The Major and his team walked down the street for several minutes before they began to get the feeling of someone watching them.
"Verbil, do a thermal scan. Something's not right here…" The Major commanded. "Everyone stop for a minute." He turned to face the group. Verbil turned around in a full circle, doing a complete thermal scan of the street.
"No signs of any other life here, sir." The Major nodded, but did not advance any farther. He vision remained focused on a figure that was crouching behind a truck.
"Run anoth…" The Major was thrown to the ground as the high speed bullet connected with his right shoulder. He got to his feet quickly and sealed off his helmet. "Seal your helmets and get behind something!" He barked into his helmet microphone. "Now!" The rest of the team fled behind cars or various hot dog and churro stands. More bullets were fired at them.
The Major leaned over the side of the Chevy he was behind and fired several blasts from the gun, all of them landing on the chest of his attacker. Two more enemy soldiers came into view and began firing at the cars and stands in a vain attempt to find the officers. "We're gonna have to make a run for it sir. There's nothing we can do. We kill them, more are just gonna come." Verbil said into his microphone. He looked over the leader of their group. He couldn't see the Majors face behind his helmet visor, but he could tell he was in pain by the way his muscles tensed. "Ash, you okay?"
"I'll live." He replied. Ash sighed into the microphone. "Listen everyone. Make sure your guns are loaded and ready. We're gonna run like hell." This, the major thought, may or may not work. Either way it goes, we're still losing officers. And then: Trouble is going to kill me. "On my mark, we get up and run toward the Empire. If I get shot down, keep going! Understood?" There was a chorus of "Yes sirs." and "Oh gods."
"One."
Everyone's breathing became heavy. They enemy soldiers reloaded their weapons.
"Two."
For a moment, the only sound was the fast whoosh as the bullets zoomed by their helmet sensors.
"Three!"
The officers jumped up from behind their hiding places and took off. Immediately after Ash turned the corner, he knew that some of his officers had been shot down. But it was too late to turn around now.
They were only a couple of minutes away from the Empire State Building when Ash's shoulder's muscles began to tense up and burn. He fell behind his last two officers, which just happened to be Verbil and the younger Kelp brother. Ash took a moment to wonder how Grub had made it through that, but the pain in his right shoulder was too agonizing, and any other thoughts were quickly thrown into the Think About Later file located in the back of his mind.
The trio approached the Empire quickly. But an broken fire hydrant was spraying water everywhere and soaked the officer before they entered the tiled lobby. Grub was the first one in. He tripped over his wet boots and landed in a crouched position. Chix slipped in after him and ran into a random officer in the lobby. Ash was the last inside. He slipped on the wet tile, landing forcefully on his bad shoulder. He let out a shriek of pain. In seconds, LEP medics and officers were at his side. The gripped his elbows and helped him into a sitting position.
"What the hell happened?"
A/N: That's all im gonna give you for now. If you think I should write this instead of Our New Life, then please leave a review saying so. I will also accepted PMs.
BTW, did you see who the main character was for the beginning of that chapter? Major Vein. Don't see him too often now do ya?
