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My five year long work in progress story -.-

Last post 04-14-2008, 1:29 PM by the dcving dawn. 1 replies.
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  •  03-31-2008, 3:59 PM 269857

    My five year long work in progress story -.-

    okay i had another post in the devils in where i would parts for my story that i have been working on. So now i just made a new thread and from now on my story parts go here.... i will post all the parts before when i get a free day or something...well happy day to all you people for now.


    this is me.
  •  04-14-2008, 1:29 PM 272749 in reply to 269857

    Re: My five year long work in progress story -.-

    I have been  slow in my writing latly so thsi is something that i wrote for class.  My computer has not been copying and pasting right latly so here hoping that it works this time.

    “what happened to cause all this? We were just trying to stop things, make things better, to end things faster….what happened?”

    “What happened is that we got into a new war, we got power hungry and wanted to be unstoppable, we just wanted to wipe away our enemies…. We did what was human nature.” turning I saw to see who was the source of this voice. “now time to stand down solider.” When I turn around I feel a pain to my gut and the wind knocked out of me I black out.

    It is the year 2013. Since bush had left office things have been well the community had grown and improved and we had the troops in Iraq pulled out and after that we made our connections with Iraq better and had solved things with them, we also did this with many other states and countries so we had improved out trade and productions by a large amount and fighting all together seemed to had stopped. That is until 2012 came. During that time a group made of anti Americans were joining, these people were from the states that America had improved relations with but did not approve of the idea, they wanted to try and separate from America and be back to old times, seemed that they loved to fight and wanted to start war. The group so far was only made of Iraq’s and Chinese outcast. We knew that this group existed since we started and since then we have been getting as much info on them as we could. It seemed as though they were going to hold a meeting and start plan, we had also learned that one of them had some very good news on a new matter. My name is Medilgo Creed I am a first class solider of the army, they use me for info missions and in short suicide runs in some of the toughest things they threw at me. I was going to go to the meeting dressed as a servant to one of the leaders that were going to attend this meeting, the leader of his group was Iraq and a server to all things anti American.

    “So you ready to go down solider?” My captain was a good man who always stuck with his troops, even when death seemed near. When I hear him finish I nod to let him know that I am ready. “Okay now when we land we will go to a base that is centered near the site of the meeting, there you get prepared to look like one of the leader’s followers. Now keep in mind that he only lets his men talk if he gives them permission to address him so you should be fine.” We were going on a low sound plane that was going to take us to our meeting point with our base.

    “sir permission to speak but what shall you do while I’m in there?” My captains name was his pride so he did not tell anyone his true name so one the first day working with him he just said that I should call him Oric. He just looked up at me and gave me a smug look.

    “Creed if you really want to know then figure out what I’m going to do by your self.” After about 10 more minutes the plane landed and I was already off to start getting ready. When we land hell broke lose, I was met with a volley of bullets, one grazed me and that was it, but Oric was not as lucky a bullet had hit him in the shoulder and he was out of it, the plane started to take off leaving me to fight for myself.

    “Okay so then looks like I can run or fight….I chose to run so that I may fight another day!” With that I start to make a sprint so that I can get safely away to a bunker around this area. On my way I start to get out of firing range and get to safety, I settle for a moment to take a rest, next to me I see something strange, a pure black bullet that looked like stone made from a black material, “What is this? Looks so strange….oh well may be useful for something.” After 13 minutes of walking I can finally see the bunker. After the war these were placed all around different points in the earth always ready for times of need that always had soliders guarding the area. I go to the open point where the door was and knock. A slot opens and a eye can be seen looking through the slot, then the slot closes and the door opens, standing on the other side I see a American solider standing there looking as tired as sin. “Man you need a rest.” He shoots a look at me then smiles.

    “look who’s talking, you have a bullet graze on your leg and to walk with that must take some energy. Plus you had to walk all this way to get here.” When he finishes I look at him wondering how it is that he can know all this. “We have been keeping track of that group from here, we had some ops sent to escort you but some how the group knew that you were coming and shot you down…well at least tried to shoot you down…looks like the plane is still safe the captain is okay, and also you were able to get here.

    “well looks like you knew what happened, but do you know what that group is doing?” I hated guys who were so smug about how they were able to get info before I could, this person was about 6’1 with red hair, he had dark skin like as though he had been in the sun for some time, he had a smile that could just make you smile. After I ask the question he just smiles and chuckles at me. I start to get ticked off. “What is so funny? Maybe you care to fill me in on the joke?”

    “Well the meeting as set for yesterday not today.” When he says this my jaw just falls to the floor. How could we have gotten the date wrong? “So it was a good thing that we always keep men at certain locations…like say as a servant to one of the leaders that was attending the meeting.” He just gives me a smug look that makes me want to rip his head off. “we had learned from the day before that the meeting was just to share info to see if America had any openings for attack and that was it. Though one member did have something neat to show the other leaders of the group. The footage that we got was a little grainy but we fixed that to show perfect detail. Come with me so that I can show you the video.” I follow him to a room that is filled with all kinds of computers, mostly pc’s and mac’s, the man goes to one of the pc’s and inserts a disk in. After 5 minutes he starts to look angry. “……Dang pc’s!!! Good for nothing!!” He gets up and moves to a mac. “Okay now a lot better.” Within seconds I can see a leader standing up holding a gun and pointing it at a dummy, in a second the trigger is pulled and the dummy is still only change is that there is a hole where a humans heart would be, the hole is about the size of a marble it was also clean through no marks outside no bullet traces in the dummy just one clear bullet hole, but the bullet was not seen until that is the leader who fired the bullet pointed to the wall behind the dummy, there in the wall was a black dot. One of the servants pulled it out it looked like a regular bullet but this bullet was made from a black material. With shock I realize that the bullet I found was one of these bullets. Then the servant gives the bullet to the leader again and what he does is that he puts the bullet into the gun again and fires at the dummy once again. “So what we figure is that some how this leader was able to find a way to make a bullet that can penetrate the toughest metals and more and that can also be reused. What they found was very powerful…they will want to start to crave more power and have war over just this one new thing…it is human nature to want power.” The man voice brings back sense back into me.

    “Well what if we also have the material that they used to make their bullets? Then couldn’t we make armor that can stop these new bullets from harming us?” The man gives me a weird look and I just return a smug look to him. “On my way here I found something very nice out there, it was a bullet that looked like a black diamond.” I reach for my pocket and take out the bullet and hand it to the solider. When the bullet lands in his hands he just has a look of shock on him.

    “o-okay then lets see if we can remake the material from this bullet.” At that he looks at my arm and then at me. “You know maybe you should get some rest while you can…that shot looks like it is starting to get bad.” With that I nod my head to let him know that I am okay with resting. He takes me to a room with a bed in it. “I will have a doctor come by to look at that and fix it up a little.” He then leaves and I am left alone in the room. Looking around I see that there is the bed a bathroom as well and also a television there.

    “Okay so looks like I can finally rest for a little while.” I plant myself on the bed and start to fall asleep the bed like a pillow I can’t help but fall asleep. “What the-?!” I wake up from my sleep to hear a explosion from somewhere, then I feel a pain on my arm and look down at it, it is bandaged up and had been cleaned. “Looks like he came in when I was sleeping, okay now I need to see what that noise was.” I leave the room to go back to the room filled with computers but when I enter I see nothing but just a gray canvas of color. “What in the world?” In the middle I see the guy who first showed me to the room and also the video of the meeting. “Hey are you alright?” He turns to look at me but when I see him he looks different. I did not know how to explain it.

    “Yes I am just fine just the effect of the black body.” I look at him with a puzzled look. Then he just chuckles and turns his body towards me. “I’m guessing that you don’t know what a black body is. A black body is a just a matter that can not take in light nor reflect light. So when you look at one they just look black, that would explain the color of the bullet don’t you think?”

    “Wait what?? This sounds confusing!?” I think start to scratch my head out of anger.

    “The bullet was made from a black body something that can only show black, some how the group was able to find some way to concentrate the particles together and make it into a weapon, this is really a great find of science.”

    “Wait but what about the explosion?” I start to get more angry because I want to know what is going on with all this. The man then looks at me then shrugs.

    “Must have been from when I made the bullet into matter and it expanded into this black force field before u-” His words are stopped as a new explosion appears but from outside the bunker.

    “What was that?!” I rush to the outside area to find that the bunker is surrounded by the people who were in the meeting. “What? How did you find this place?” One of the leaders came up.

    “Well it is easy to find a place when it is covered by black and nothing but it.” Then I notice that even out here there is black. Now men open fire so that we can get to the one who made the bullet into matter again.”

    “Why do you need him?!” I want to make sense of things at this point. The leader from before just started to talk again.

    “well the thing is that we used to much matter for the bullet and needed to make it matter again but did not know how to do that, but lucky for us we found the guy who did this.” Then the leader just starts to laugh and points at me. Then the guns are focused at me, I start to dash back into where I last was in the bunker standing in darkness I start to talk to myself.

    “what happened to cause all this? We were just trying to stop things, to make things better, to end things faster……What happened?”

    “What happened is that we got into a new war, we got power hungry and wanted to be unstoppable, we just wanted to wipe away our enemies…. We did what was human nature.” turning I saw to see who was the source of this voice. “now time to stand down solider.” When I turn around I feel a pain to my gut and the wind knocked out of me I black out.

    “Who are you?”




    this is me.
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