Monday, February 9, 2004

A long two days of traveling occured before we reached the rendezvous point of Alpha Division. It was a long party when we finally made it to them, but the party would only be shortlived as battle was soon to be expected in the following days. So, the new recuits that came in had to be put into training. Combat training and marksmanship training. Some, also went to medical training. That is where I would be able to train them. Basically, all I did was show them what does what, and where to plant them on a wounded soldier, and if the wound was too bad to shoot them in the head and save their suffering. It was a bad job to do, but some people had to do it. The squad I had was known as Clinacs, short for Clinacal Soldiers. Over the radio we would be called to the wounded soldier on the ground and go to work. We would see are share of combat ourselves because we would be in the middle of combat while it happened. Now, for the marksmanship training, that was done by Phenix. He had the best aim, that was ever heard of, and he did a good damn job of training the men. This type of training went on for two days with the men all together. Then Malef, called all of us to a meeting. A meeting of battle plans. The attack of this plan was to ransack the Zeron base of Derest. The Zerons were an independant army who gave support to the empire. So, helping the enemy, made them an enemy. Our attaack would be began at dawn. We were all told to get some sleep because tommarow would be a tough battle. I, however, could not get any sleep. Sleep had forgotten me, and I had forgotten it. I forgot most of my things when I found out of Elina's death..(Steel Girls Picture)..I was too focused on filling our revenge, and that revenge is what I would do.
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Friday, February 6, 2004

Story 2
The sound of retreat from our enemy, caused a loud burst of morale amoung our troops. Their victorius cries could be heard for miles, every troop yelling at the top of their lungs over the win. We were not able to celebrate for long though, as Malef, the leader of the Crusadrian brotherhood ordered all of us to gather our things from our tents, because we were moving out again. There was one thing, I had to show Malef before we moved out though. I began to wonder through the camp looking for him, when I felt a hand placed on the back of my shoulder. It was Malef, and he found me. " Tevon, looks like you saw a lot of action out there. Why are you not gathering your shit and heading out with the others?" he asked me, having a little worry in his tone. I turned to face him and dropped Syrian's gun on the ground. " I come to give you this. I put Syrian out of his misery and I know you know why." He nodded his head slightly and gave me what he what he was going to save for me, now. He reached into his back pocket and placed a ranking medal on my shoulder. " Your my second in command now. Lafger Tevon." I was caught by surprise by this promotion, but I did not let it get to my head, I just nodded towards him and thanked him. " Now, get your shit Tevon. We beat the Xaneds' army once, but they will come back and with more force" I walked off not saying anything, just carrying Syrians' pistol with me and my Tristan rifle as I rejoined the line of troops heading north. To where our rendezvous is.
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Story 2

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Part 2 of many of my Story
This is part 2 of the story. It has a way to go still, but here is a part that many people have asking me for on MSN, so here it is.
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Wednesday, February 4, 2004

   Stort
over the next few days, and maybe weeks, I will be posting parts of a story I am writing. If you read it, send me a comment on what can be added or what you like and or don't like about it. Maybe even a request if you want to be in it. I had the urge to write a story like this for awhile, just never could get a storyline for it, til now. If you want to be in it, gimme a fantasy name of your character and I will ad it.
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Story Part 1
"Help me!" This wounded man kept screaming out to his allies. His cry was not heard though, from the loud, destructive sounds of gunfire all around the area. "HELP ME! PLEASE!" He cried out once more, while I stood there looking down at him. I knew what was wrong with him, but the thoughts of helping this man never flew through my mind, for I was the one who shot him. " Tevon, Help me!" he cried at me one last time, with his right arm stretching out towards me. His torn flesh at his stomach, begin to eradiate a foul smell as it was decaying from the bullet. The feeling my body got from this smell caused a series of thoughts to flow through my mind, ones of anger, vegence, hate and love. Feelings that I thought I grew out and got rid of. I looked down upon Syrian with an evil smile on my face. I could tell by his facial expression that he was terrified because he started to back up slowly, making a few grunting noises from his pain he was in. " You don't want me to help you?" I said to him, a flare tint went over my eyes as the evil began to over take my body. " Are you going to help....arg...me?" he managed to squeeze out his body as his energy and time was running out. I began to walk over to him and crouched beside his head, still smiling evily at him. " Of course, I am. But first, I must get revenge for Elina. She was too young to die, especially from your hands." The flarish tiny in my eyes grew darker as I saw it reflect in his eyes. The look on his face went to a laughing state, completely opposite of his feared state he was in. " Is that...what you think?" His words were mumbled and slowed down from the blood loss he was feeling. I continued to glare at him, but my smile went to a face of disgust and anger as I reached for my EvaSter pistol from my left side. He looked back at me and opened his mouth to say another word. " Is that....what you think, is it? Do...you think..I kille" A gunshot went off from my pistol, echoing through the air, overpowering the sounds of other guns going off. The bullet that was discharged shot Syrian before he could finish what he was saying. Flesh and bone from the impact was sent in every direction. Blood shot from his head landing on my helmet and over my body. " Now, I find the other one who killed her. Elina...I shall get your revenge" I stood there and went back into the battle completing one part of my mission to get my love's revenge back. As a trophy I took one thing, I took Syrians' pistol. I knew if I found the other copy of this, I found the other killer. I began to walk back into the battle with my comrads, when the sound of retreat was ordered by their commander.
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Sunday, January 25, 2004

  *pulls on Steel* Today I am spending all day with Steel or as much as I can with her* I love her so much, I can see me marrying her one day, and I really hope it happens. We could conquer the world doing that. *Raises Fist* Yes, Start to bow down before Me and Steel!
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Thursday, January 22, 2004

  Just been hanging, My stitches came out and I have some bowling crap thing tonight...so tonight I am going to win lots of money. Buy Steel Girl a Penguin dool because I KNOW how much she LOVES penguins. And with the rest, prolly save it up so I can see her one day.
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