The Project

[starrider]

wtf????

[Kongstad]

Suddenly the Galaxy swerved to the right then left and then steadied again. Pyro_Man came bursting out of the cockpit, fists raised, screaming �You are not tearing apart my plane!�


rofl lmao!

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[DDSHADE]

lol bump.............and so on

[Transporter]

if anyone wants the microsoft word verson mail me at [email protected] and ill send it to you it is 16 pages
but nice story

[Destroyeron]

Beneath the snow lies a long-grounded galaxy. It's lights off, all is dark, there is no movement. However 6 long shapes are distinguishable among the darkness from the accasional flicker of a control panel. THree lay on the left, two lay on the right and one lays at the back. Without eyes or ears he is sensed as their leader.

Suddenly there is a 7th shape, appearing from an unseen door. It walks past its foes; previous friends. He steps past the sleeping bodies, and stop at the last, the leader. He kneels down beside his head, and with a cold, dark, and yet seemingly familiar voice, he rasps, "I'm coming for you."

I decided to rewrite my last part, I've heard this version sucks, and I've heard it rules, but I like it , so you can read my first one, or this one, but this one goes better with the story.

[Kazzmann5000]

wait, what happened? which part are u rewriting? also please put me in as maybe a VS nme.

[Destroyeron]

Originally posted by Destroyeron
This continued for almost 2 years.

Underneath the hill of snow hid the galaxy, whose lightless lights hid the changed features of its long time residents. Several had acquired scars that they received from previous run-ins which the enemy. They were all battle worn soldiers, but in the worst way, for none of them had a side in the battle.

DISREGARD THIS MESSAGE AND CONTINUE READING.

Also, this is kinda between the NC and TR so its hard to fit a VS enemy in there....I'd have to figure somehting out or add you in another one.

[ZionsFire]

Thanks Dest for adding me in

[NewCong. Marine]

Bumper... this story is awesome, great job dest.

[NoSurrender]

bump n grind

[Kazzmann5000]

dude, what happened? u havent wrote anything for like, a year! lol
also, im a mag driver, medic, engy, lasher (agile) and also a cloaker CE.

[starrider]

come on now ya'll cant expect him to put eVERYONE in, the stories losing parts, FAST

[NewCong. Marine]

i don't want a part...i just want more to read...heh..

[Terran Sniper]

Need another dude for your little band of rebels? use the dude from my story "From the Darkness". He's TR, a sniper, and his name is trigger (if your wondering why I called him trigger, read my story). And he has a friend, Serpant. They will both gladly join you!

[Destroyeron]

Suddenly the leader awakes, his fist streams through the air to the 7th shape, but hits nothing. The shape is gone. Instantly the long, rectangular, fluorescent lights flicker on as the leader flicks the switch. Starrider stands there, pistol now in hand, staring frantically around the galaxy. The other bodies begin to move as the light bothers their sleep. �What�s going on?� WildEagle asks, the first one standing. �Someone�s here,� Starrider answered. �How do you know?� WildEagle asked with an extreme look of curiosity, �Weren�t you sleeping?� �Well�I�� Starrider pondered, looking at the rest of his squad while they looked back at him. �Somebody wake him up,� WildEagle pointed to Michaelsuave. Pattywick push on Michaelsuave�s shoulder and was answered with a roll and, �Mommy I don�t wanna ride the galaxy�� Pattywick shrugged and WildEagle walked over and gave Michaelsuave a swift kick, knocking him off his roost. �What?� Michaelsuave yelled, then, suddenly noticing the seriousness of the room he shut up. �Scan the surrounding area!� Starrider yelled. Cyclers were grabbed from their positions on the walls and they men filed out of the Galaxy.

They searched for half an hour, but found no one. It was an unspoken agreement that Starrider was dreaming, or whoever it was, was long gone. They all slowly drifted off into sleep once again, except for Starrider. He sat there, repeater in hand, in the darkness. He was like a rock for another half an hour, and then finally drifted off to sleep.

The next day was just like usual, they all got up and started to decide what to do. They we�re all talking around Starrider�s bunk, when Rbstr who happened to be sitting on the bunk, facing the rear of the galaxy, spoke up. �Was that always there?� �What?� Michaelsuave asked. �That,� Rbstr said and pointed to a Terran Republic symbol painted on the inside of the galaxy. Except this symbol was different�Instead of the normal red and black, it was black and gray, and had a red circle around it, with a red dot in the center of the circle, as if it we�re a target. They all stared at the sign, some surprised they didn�t notice it earlier, and others starting to panic on whether they we�re being watched. Starrider went over to the symbol and touched it, the paint was not completely dry, but yet it was freezing. The rest of the galaxy was warm, but this symbol was like ice.

Starrider looked back at the crew to say it was painted recently, but before he did he notice how terrified they looked. They weren�t looking at the symbol, or him either. They we�re looking behind him. Starrider began to look scared, and he slowly turned around. There, as he turned around, he saw the end of a barrel of what looked like a souped up repeater. It most certainly was a repeater, but it had 3 barrels and a much larger magazine. As Starrider�s eyes gazed at the repeater, his eyes moved down, onto the holder�s hands. They we�re white, but with abnormally black and red veins. The veins seemed to pulsate, and produce evil, they looked evil, and they looked like they belonged to death himself. As his eyes moved up the holder�s arm it was the same, except the arm was battered with scars, both recent and old. Starrider did not want to look any further, but his eyes disobeyed his mind. The holder�s chest was covered in a gray and black uniform, one unlike any other. It was mainly black, with gray areas and red accents. Starrider was near terrified now, and he did not want to know what this evil�s head looked like. Yet again, his eyes seemed to be on a railroad track, a train that would not stop until it reached its destination�the head.

The face was just as battered as the arms, reeked of just as much evil as the hands, but was much worse. Two large scars seemed to rip across the face, one down the right side past the eye, the other across that on a diagonal from the forehead to the side of the face. The mouth was looked like the mouth of someone who had never felt pleasure, only pain and darkness. No light or pleasant feeling could possibly emerge from them. All this was frightening, but then Starrider�s eyes locked with the holder�s eyes. The eyes terrified him. They we�re black and red. The eye was black and the pupil was red. They must have been stolen from the devil. They must have terrified all who have seen them, but along with the feeling of evil, they also poured with strength and command. If these eyes told you to shoot yourself, nothing would stop you from doing it.

As Starrider�s eyes zoomed out, he could see now that the holder�s legs looked like his torso, and that his other arm held another �repeater�, except aimed at the rest of his squad. The holder seemed to be frozen there, but then he moved. Only his mouth moved, it seemed to smile. An evil and disgusting smile, but it was a smile, just a small one. Then the holder�s smile turned into words, �It was just a dream.� Suddenly at that instant the repeater went off. It wasn�t a single shot; it was a burst of bullets that was certainly from the supped up repeater. Starrider expected to feel pain, but yet noticed that it wasn�t the repeater pointed at his head that went off. The other one had, Starrider looked at his squad, and saw Michaelsuave looking down at his chest. He then looked up at Starrider, his eyes were full of water, and his face was in shock and sadness. He stared at Starrider, and then slumped onto the ground like a rag doll. Nothing moved in his body, nothing, not a heart, not a vein, not a blood vessel. Nothing. Starrider looked back at the repeater holder. �It was just a dream,� and suddenly was gone. Starrider thought his eyes had played tricks on him, suddenly he was staring at the side of the galaxy, and the repeater holder was gone. He looked back at Michaelsuave, seeing now the puddle of blood freely flowing from the body. The blood flowed like a river into an ocean. Starrider pinched himself, and felt it. He cried, that was his last hope, which was that he was dreaming. He cast himself to the floor and opened up in tears. He had lost both his friends and his parents in this horrific war, all because of Hamma. All because of Hamma�the phrase seemed to repeat itself in his mind. Crying, he passed out.



P.S. : People, I HIGHLY doubt I will be able to fit in anymore parts. The only reason I could fit in those last people we're because I sat there for half an hour thinking "how can i get more guys?!?!" guys>galaxy>crash>fight>rest of story so yah know...I have a list *holds up scroll that runs down the hallway* of people to put in my future fics which...(a little "slip" here...will be called: The BrotherHood of MAX's. Don't ask me what it is, I won't tell you :P. Theres more evil to come.... > )

P.S.S. :PS finally arrived and i just need to get the game card! *really fast and in a different voice* currently still accepting donations to the "I want a new Computer fund" to sponsor talk to dest and send him money.