8 June 2012
For @naaviie and @Eyes5IB 2012 September 1: Apocalypse The world burned. Satan reigned. He raised creatures out of hell, his own personal monstrosities that had festered there since the beginning of time itself. Serpents so large an terrible, giants of the prehistoric world. Humans were savaged. Only the religious survived. Those who God chose personally to save, those who repented. A small band of humans from England hid deep under ground were the terrors of hell couldn't find them. They only broke cover to find food. On one such expedition something amazing happened. Something they could not even hope for. A rogue dragon formed an alliance with them. With the dragons help they waged war on the forces of hell. This war lasted 30 years, on the thirtieth they drove the devil back to his fiery abyss. The dragons remained on earth. Some allied with the humans, others living under a truce, forming there own civilisation. On the year 2068 extraterrestrial beings waged war. The dragons who wern't alied with the humans saw there chance and join the aliens. This war continues to the presant day.
2070 June 10: The Presant Day Saaci awoke. This time he wasn't tied down. He shook his head to clear the effects of the drug. This time no one stopped him. They just observed him. "Hello?" He addressed the nearest nurse. "What is it, do you have a querie?" The nurse replied bluntly. "Um, yeah. We're am I for starters?" "You are in a secure facility in Oxford." "Ok, well I'd love to stay but I have a war to fight". "Well that's the thing you see, we have deemed you unfit to fight in any army. You've been blacklisted in a way." "What, why, that's stupid, I'm fine to fight." He yelled working himself into a frenzy. "Well if you stop yelling for a moment then we'd have time to explain why". That shut Saaci up instantly. The nurse went on to tell him about a special team that was being put together. It was a secret so if he declined joining they would kill him. No pressure. He had three days to decide.
2070 June 10: The Battlefield II Dirt flew over the side of the barricade as a bomb exploded in no mans land. Corporal Gregory ducked behind a sand bag to avoid getting a face full of it. Somewhere a man screamed in pain. Gregory sighed, more casualties. He jumped up to the defence and fired over the top bullets thudded into the opposition's wall. An enemy flung himself up to return fire but the bullets thudded up his body, leaving him practically ripped in half. His body thudded to the floor. "Good shot corporal." Came his captains praising voice. "Your a good soldier, probrably one of the best we've got." Corporal Gregory began to object. "Don't deny it, you know it to be true. That's why I'm sending you away, your going to be part of a new top secret team of super soldiers. I can't tell you much. A chopper will pick you up at 0500 hours tomorrow." Gregory looked amazed. He had never even dreamed of being any more than a captain. Now he was being offered a great honour. To serve as a super soldier. "Sir, yes Sir. I accept." He said, still slightly distant. "Good, it's a shame. I'm gonna miss you." The last words his father spoke to him, and now the last words his captain said. "Goodbye, Sir." He murmured as he turned away.
Sorry there's a lot of speech in this one. It was kind of hard to avoid so I tried to minimise it. @Naaviie I hope this fits with your suggestion, if you, or anyone else, have any more please leave a comment. All your help is apretiated.
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