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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Selik on Thu May 10, 2007 2:00 pm

(intro: Its 5 years after general Raam was killed by Marcus Fenix.
The locust have returned , smarter , better equipped and more dangerous. Corporal Fenix is leading a team of COGs to destroy a large Emergence hole in a town in the east of Sera
-Marcus was promoted to corporal when he killed raam-)

Bullets were flying overhead. The air was filled with blood , sweat and tears. Or thats what it felt like. Plus , thats what being a COG is all about.
He tilted his Lancer over the small crumpled rock he was ducking behind and pulled the trigger. His arm shook with the recoil of the lancer. He could hear bullets ricocheting off walls , stones and bricks.

He peered over the rock and spotted the emergence hole.
"Emergence hole 12 `o clock. GO!" He gestured for one of his troops to launch a grenade into the dark hole.
He lunged over the rock and dived onto the ground unleashing a hail of bullets into the body of the uncovered Loscut Grub.
The bullet-ridden body dropped like a bag of cement , its blood seeping into the sandy floors.
He spotted a grenade whizzing over his head . It landed straight in the hole.
Hawk , instantly covered his head with his arms. Sand , rubble and dust, flew over hi body , covering him in a layer of murky yellow rubble.
The noise of the blast filled the town. hawk stood up and brushed his COG armour.
He walked up to a half dead Grub and put his Boltak pistol to its brains.
He pulled the trigger slowly and its brains literally painted the floor.
He walked to wards the APC and saluted Corporal Fenix.
Just as he was ebout to climb aboard he heard the unmistakable sound of a sniper bullet.
he spun round quickly to see Corporal Fenix clutxhing his chest.
Blood poured from beneath his fingers.
Marcus Fenix was dead. Suddenly asif it was a planned invasion at least 20 Boomers burst from a conrner of the town , shooting bomsbs in the direction of the APC.
"MOVE! CMON TROOPS!" He beckoned for 5 of his troops to follow him and he dived into a back alley , hearing the screams of the other COgs and the explosion of the APC.
"We`re all lone now boys..." he laughed an reloaded his gun...

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby OIL on Thu May 10, 2007 2:28 pm

He stood in the alley his back against one of the broken walls. All he could hear was the sound of explosians and bullets and the odd cry from another cog or locust. The sand stired blowing every were around the narrow alley. "this is great. trapped in a narrow alley with a hell lot of boomers onto us." He sighed as he finished speaking. He was at the edge of the alley keeping eyes down towards the locust. He turned his head to see the rest of his squad. The few survivers. There was only 6 of them and the area wasnt realy the best grave amongst these buildings in the sand. The ground was litterd with shrapnel and the odd body part and gun component. The walla looked as if they were marbel but it was hard to tell with the years of grime on them. He turned his back round towards the edge and looked towards were the locust were. The shooting had stoped but there was alot more locust drones heading there way. "uhh hawk weve got some company lock and load" as he said this he moved his back away from the wall and fliked the safty off his Lancer.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Selik on Thu May 10, 2007 2:41 pm

"Call me Seargent , trooper." He gritted his teeth , " You havent earned the right to call me that..." he grabbed the COG by the neck and hauled him against the wall.
"Listen to me , Private..."he looked at his cog tag"Private Zeph , there are more than twenty boomers out there and you want to attack them!?" He let his arms down and hoisted his Lancer over his shoulder onto his back.
He turned to face his troops ,
"Now listen to me COGs , Corporal Fenix ......is dead. he as assasinated by an Elite guard .
Pay your condolences later , coz right now we got to get out of here. Understood?" he barked out in his gruff voice.
He drew his Boltak and slid six bullets into the chambers.
He beckoned for his troops to follow and he walked slowly , deeper into the alley.
"Keep your eyes peeled..."

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Zaine on Wed May 16, 2007 5:01 pm

His hands were shaking, moving slowly through the alley he could feel the sweat trickling down his face but he didn't dare to wipe it, he was too terrified. Gripping his Lancer he lightly drew his finger back and forth on the trigger ready to fire at any sign of locust. He herd something to his right and turned quickly, there was nothing there. He then glanced to the way he had come he saw again his best friends dead corpse, he drifted off into a day dream of when he and his friend decided to join the Coalition of Ordered Governments, they had been so excited and now his friend was dead and he was terrified. Coming back to reality he gripped his gun again and then gently released he took a big breath and then continued along the alley.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Selik on Thu May 17, 2007 9:44 am

Seargent Hawk was always uneasy with new recruits. He always had been. There was at least three new guys here. Average sized , normal built didnt look very smart in a battle.
But never the less they were COGs and they alwasy worked together or died trying. He watched a man , slowly trudging behind him. He frownde and looked the soldier up and down.
He wiped sweat and debris from his forehead and noticed the soldiers hands shaking. He smiled.
"First time in a battle soldier? Or do you just get jittery around boomers?" Hawk whispered. He looked up at the orange sky.
He placed a finger on his comm link
"Come in HQ , Come in. This is COG Seargent Hawk speaking. We are stranded in east Sera. We need evac. Do you read me?"
There was no answer. Soon a soft crackling noise could be heard from his earpiece.
"We read you Sgt Hawk. Unfortunately we cannot evac you at the moment . Our sensors are detecting heavy Locust presence in the area. All we can advise is keep moving and find shelter when its dark."
Hawk swallowed hard as he heard the word `Dark`. He sighed.
"Can you tell us how long we have before dark?" Hawk asked the HQ
" I can confirm you have exactly 2 hours and 23 minutes till dark. Good luck squad. Hq out."
He aimed his Boltak pistol out infront of him and carried on walking.
"Hope you guys aint afraid of the dark!" He laughed....

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby OIL on Thu May 17, 2007 10:01 am

He folowed with his back towards the rest of them keeping eyes at the part of the alley they had just enterd through. He heard hawks joke and laughed a bit. It was getting bad. Nightfall was cloose and they had lost most of there men to the locust. He wiped some of the dust off his visor and then carried on scaning the way they came. "dam why am i always at back." He mutterd angrily to himself. "All the way through training i was always at back all the targets were gone before i got chance." He mutterd angrily still. He wanted to pull his lancers trigger so much but he new the reason he was at back. To keep the hammer of dawn safe and not let the enemy get it if we fall into trouble. The wind blew through the alley stiring more dust up and the smell of the bodies was slowely creeping around them.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Zaine on Thu May 17, 2007 2:58 pm

A new intensity of fear rushed through his body his hands began trembling clanging his gun against his armour. “Calm down, calm down, there is nothing to be afraid of he was just jokingâ€

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Selik on Thu May 17, 2007 3:15 pm

He smiled.
"Show time boys!"He lifted his Boltak pistol into the air. The rest of the men were firing and missing. Everyime. He didn`t know if it was due to them being afriad or crap with a gun ...or both.
The Locust drone was blasting out bullets at an alarming rate.
True they had been tougher to kill , since the re-emerging but they are still just as crap at aiming.
as soon as Hawk had thought this , a bullut flew into the brain of a COG solider , spraying his blood on the nearby trashcan.
"NOOO! DAMN LOCUSTS!!" He looked at the dead body , oozing blood and sighed. One less human. He took aim with his Boltak pistol and squeezed the trigger. Then it was asif time had slowed down. Hawk could see the bullet whirling through the air , spinning with lethal force. It got nearer and nearer its target then ....Red.
Lots of it. It had blown a hole through the locusts` face.
It fell to the floor , slowly.
He holstered his gun and bowed his heaf for the poor man who lost his life.
He was used to it by now though , but it is still a duty to show your respect.
He was amazed at how meagre his sqaud had come out as. One locust and they couldn`t hit a single shot. He shook his head.
He lifted his hand up and pointed at the man still shaking and fumbling, trying to unjam his gun.
"You , burn this man. Give him dignity. If any Wretches were to find him...." He spat on the floor.
"Keep moving , times getting on." He drew his lancer and layed it over his shoulder and walked on with a trickle of sweat running down his forehead and a sombre look on his face...

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Zaine on Thu May 17, 2007 3:43 pm

After un-jamming his gun, he walked over to his dead comrade. Dragging the corpse he through it into the garbage bin that he had taken cover with. He grabbed a few strands of newspaper and through it in on top of it. He fumbled when grabbing his lighter, he then lit the newspaper and began walked up to the dead locust. Looking down at the corpse of the beast he saw a hole that went straight through the locust’s head, its brains covering the wall in front of him. He walked back over to the Sergeant “I’m sorry, Sirâ€

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At least the man had guts to admit it was his fault. And he even apologized. It was nerves. It had to be. The COG was shaky , sweating and looked asif he was about to throw up.
"Well , Private Tyron , i think you should consider practicing your skills , accuracy and no doubt your concentration. You are toom worked up. You will not end up like that poor man over there. He was fooliosh enough to not find cover. God rest his soul. But from now on it gets serious. Understood?" He saluted the private.
He made hand gestures , for the squad to follow , leaving the alleyway , the burning corpse and the foul stench of the dead locust behind....

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby OIL on Fri May 18, 2007 3:32 pm

He heard the fight and saw the bullets. The soldiers blood was every were and as he walked he herd it making slight noises under his boots. He lifted his lancer up resting it on his shoulder. He walked out of the alley and looked at the sun slowely setting. So far he hadnt even got to pull his trigger. The temptation was slowely getting up to max. "great another fight i didnt get a job on" he mutterd to himself. The floor wasnt as sandy ouy og the alley more small tone cobbels. "uhh hawk i think we best find shelter i kinda know were we can rest for the night." he spoke out loud making his way towards hawk.

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He gritted his teeth . His eyes turned to slits. This soldier was an idiot. If he didn`t start respecting him , he`d leave him like his dead friend over there. Instead of starting hell he said simply,
"Go on.." He turned to face , the soldier. It was that idiot Zeph again. He wast fit to carry the hammer , in his eyes he wasnt fit to tie his laces but Corporal Fenix saw somwthing in him. Something Hawk couldn`t see. Yet.
He stood there , glaring at the private. His eyes glanced to Tyron, he was still shaking and sweating. Maybe we shold try get him out of here. Thats waht his Mind told him. But his heart said , Stuff him , if he volunteered he should be able to handle it.
He blinked and stodd there still.
"Well , spit it out , soldier!"

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby OIL on Sat May 19, 2007 1:57 pm

He looked over to the setting sun before speaking and lowerd his head. "Sir theres a stranded camp just east of here." The light hit his visor as he spoke making it glint at the floor. "I kinda grew up there." he lifted his head up and looked straight at hawk. "Well i think we best get moving Hawk. I still havnt fired my lancer yet." He spoke laughing a bit. His voice came out slightly eletric from his helmet and the sand coverd his armour. He lowerd his gun and cliked the safty on. He turned his back and walked away from hawk. "hmm now he knows i was a stranded this basterd is gona hate me for sure." he mutterd as he walked towards the back of the group looking at the sand slowely moving under his feet.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Selik on Sat May 19, 2007 2:27 pm

Sgt Hawk was shocked to hear this. A stranded is a COG soldier.
That shouldn`t happen. Its against government rules. Oh , so what. His head was pounding and his mind was full of questions and answers. But he couldnt match them up. Maybe that was why Fenix trusted him. Because he was stranded. Hawk remembered a story hed heard of how Delta squad had gottten a junker of some Stranded and escaped a city filled with locust. Apparently very lucky.
And right now thats what his squad needed. Luck.

Ad they walked through the streets , it was getting darker and darker minute. He could feel the kryll thirsting for blood and darkness. They wanted some food, and there was a nice fresh pack of it for them .
Ahead of them , Hawk spotted a large metal gate. Two Troika guns were mounted on either side and a dark figure was manning one of them.
"Hey! You there? Hey , I`m talking to you , stranded!" Hawk boomed. But no answer. A gust of wind swept through the air and the body dropped from the gate. The COGs gasped as they saw the sight. The man was dead. He lay there in a pool of fresh blood.
His arm was chewed into and his face was ripped apart. His lg was hanging off , and a sickly green mush was protruding from the wound.
Hawk stepped over the body and walked to the gate. he pushed the gate open and walked inside. There were barrel fires roaring all roudn them. Bodies all around them. Blood , all around them.
They were all dead. Every last one.

An hour later- They COGs were sat around a fire laughing joking , trying to cheer up. The sun had set. It was dark. Only the light of the fires kept the place glowing. Hawk was stood by a corner restocking on a box of ammunition. There were two boxes of ammo and grenades. Not bad for stranded, considering it was illegal for them to carry Coalition weaponry.
He stodd there, pulled a cigar from one of his ammo pockets and light it waliking towards the four other men.
"Guess were here for the night men" he took a long drag on his cigar and blew out smoke.
Suddenyl a loud crack and smash and hundreds of tiny shards of concrete and rubbly flew into the air.
"E-Hole!!!!" Hawk shouted to his men , drawing his lancer and switching off the safety.
Hawk watched the hole , along with his troops , and nothing happened. It was just an empty hole. Suddenly an ear piercing screech and a Corpser crawled out of the hole.
His eyes widened in horror. " Ho-ley shiiiit!!!" He said , mouth gaping open. His cigar fell to the floor.
"Take cover!!" he dived be hind a burnt out rock and notuiced another grub hole opening.
"Goddammit!!!"he bellowed,"Grub hole dead ahead"
He peered over the car to see 5 grub drones crawling from the hole.
Thankfully the corpser crushed one of them edging forward.
"Brace yourselves , Men! This will be a fight to remember!!!"
he leaned over the car and unleasehd a hail of bullets at the corpser and the grubs...

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby OIL on Sat May 19, 2007 2:43 pm

THe ground broke and he stood there fliping his lancer onto his back. The wind was still and and he looked up into the cold night sky as havoc broke loose. He spoted the slow moving star the satelite was over head. He fliked the hammer off his back and into his hands. "Yeh wooh fuk these peices of shit." He lifted the hammer of dawn to his shoulder and griped it tight. He looked into the small computer on it and squeezed the trigger. "see ya in hell bith" he snarled as he spoke.

The laser hit the corpser on the top of its leg and slowely homed on. Zeph looked up and saw the small light stop moving and start to glow a orange colour. He smiled as a large beam ripped through the sky and burnt into the creatures leg. The night suddenly came alive in the sound and debry flew as the creature screamed and flailed in pain. The smell of burning flesh filled the sky. and blood flew over zeph. The creatures leg fell to the floor with a loud thud breaking the street slightly. Its armoured face turned towards zeph and it reared up slaming down onto him.

Zeph flew bak through the air the legs of the corpser had glanced him. He felt a large bang on the side of his helmet then he sliped out of this war into a calm dream world. His body lay there coverd in the corpsers blood and still as his dead comrade earlyer. The hammer was split in two and wires and metal was covering him. The corpser made one last cry before submerging again and leaving the locust fighting.

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Peter had been hiding there the hole time, doing nothing. He watched as his comrades faught, one went flying past him, he could remember him from earlier. Thats what broke him, standing up from his hiding place he flicked his gun into lock and load. He killed one in an instent switching over to Locust closer to him, Click. Click. Click. His gun was out, looking down he noticed he had no more ammo, reving his chainsaw Peter sprinted forward. In a matter of seconds he was onto of the Locust chainsawing him in half, blood flying everywhere and over the noise of the chainsaw all that was herd was his maniacle laughter.

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He leaned over from his cover and unleashed hail after hail of bullets on the remaining locusts. Blood was everywhere. He noticed a solider running forward and slicing up a locust drone.
Suddenyl a dozen wretches crawled from the hole and inched their way forward.
Hawk flung his Gnasher from his back and blasted shells out with ligting speed.
His days of training had perfected his reloading skills.
One down , two , three , four . Blood was covering thr sandy ground now. Hawk spotted two wrteches ripping apart a Stranded man and woman. Sick. He layed his gnasher aside and drew his boltak pistol. Aimed for the wrethces. BAM!BAM! Next thing they knew , the two beasts lay dead. Blood pouring from their headless necks.
Hawk grinned. He loved killing Locusts.
He glanced down at Zeph. Blood was surrounding him. Another soldier down. He saved them.

Ten minutes more and the locusts were dead , and the hole was blocked. AT last. They had survived the battle but now they ahd to survive the night. And night was worse than any war or battle.
Suddenly the bin next to them which was ablaze , went dark.
"Shit" he spritned forward as fast as he could as he heard wings and teeth chattering in the blackness. Nearly at the light.
50 metres. 30. 10 . 5. He dived the lat 3 meteres and landed in the light just as the kryl moved in.
Sweat was dripping from him by now. Thank fully the rest of the men were all still in light , including the body of Zeph.
he straightened up and brushed dirt of him and light his lighter.
it was like a haven from the kryl , they hated it.
The flew forward only to be setn back by the light of the flame.
He paced up to the body of zeph and shouted his men to form up.
He knelt down and placed a hand on Zephs chest and felt a faint but real heartbeat...

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He opend his eyes slowely his head ached with pain and the ground felt hard beneath him. He sat up quikly griping his lancer tightly. All he could remember was the horde coming up and then his anger gripping hold and then nothing. He rubeed some of the sand off his visor and stood up slowely. The sun was riseing and blood was every were. He looked towards the sun it glinted off his visor blinding him slightly. He had survived the night.
Pvt Zeph turned around searching for his team. He spoted Hawk and the others walking towards him. Hawk had his usual cigar in his mouth and his eye patch was a dark red colour from the fight. Tyron didnt look so fragile now either. Waht the hell had happen he thought calmly. He slowely walked towards his team and stoped infront of them. As he walked he realised his armour was coverd in blood. "nice" he spoke to himself sarcasticly. Tyron looked the same but he wasnt shaking his hair was infront of his eyes as normal. He stoped and stood stil infront of Hawk. "sir im ready to move out" He smiled as he spoke under his mask. The area seemed quiet enough to be safe.

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Blood. Everywhere. His armor was drenched, blood running down his face, his dark hair covering his eyes. He had a big smirk on his face, it was scary this once fragile guy, who was scared of everything was now waiting for his chance to kill again to have the rush of adrenaline, to have ... blood everywhere. He had killed so many that night, the first night, the night he was born. Pulling up his hammerburst he laughed as he saw his blood drenched hands. Things where happening all around him but he wasn't paying attention to it, he was just laughing. Laughing at the blood. One of the other soldiers said something and he turned looking at the blood on the mans armour and laughing once again. Private Peter Tyron had finally gone insane.

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He flicked his Cigar to the ground and crushed it. Hearing the tobacco , sizzle away in the dirt.
"Good to see you alive soldier" Hawk smiled. The first time he`d smiled in a very long time.
It was an odd feeling. Happiness. It never showed alot in this world. Never since , E-Day all those years ago. His face ws blank as he rememberesd the past. So much death , so much destruction. Hopefully they could stop it all forever. But he doubted it. He knew for a fact , he would die as a COG. Someway , somehow , somewhere. It would eventually happen.

He punched the soldiers arm and started laughing. He adjusted his eyeptach , which was now almost red in colour. He looked around , stared at the violent scene. His eyes settled on all the stranded. Their faces had become so much clearer now. All blank , all white , all dead.
Damn locusts. Killed everyone of them. He didn`t like stranded but there was no need to massacre them as such. He gritted his teeth , then let the thought float out of his mind.
"You missed the action Private. We had a blast."
As he said this he nudged Pvt. Tyron in the gut and started laughing.
"This guy has actually learned how to shoot. Killed at least 10 of them id say! Bloody brilliant!"
He patted Tyron on the shoulder and nodded to the rest of his men. They had done well last night. he ddint expect such feats from a band of amateurs. They werent exactly amateurs now though. Fought off a corpser and hordes of locust , not to mention survivng kryll.
Seargent Hawk was prouud to call these men his squad.

A while later , the men had regained their mood , rested , eaten and were prepared to continue. He stood up, his legs aching a little. He held his Lancer to his waist.
"Best be mocin` men! We got alot of ground to cover!" He announced , proud yet somewhat anxious. he motioned his hadn and he walked forward , his squad slowly edging behind him...

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