The Journey of a young Terran named Lance

[Kikinchikin]

You mean two chapter 27's? Yeah I just noticed that. Edit timer has run out tho. Next chapter will be chapter 30.

[KiKiNCHiKiNcool]

wow, havent been here for a long time

why?

why of course, to wait so i can read a whole ton of Lilibird's story at once!

anyway where is strike "gameing" extreme now?

[Kikinchikin]

Dunno, I quit. I'm in sons of liberty now.

[drsomewhere]

me wants you to killzors swiftzors

[Kikinchikin]

BTW this is my new name, so I hope no one gets confused and thinks someone else is writing my story. If you want proof just click on my profile.

[drsomewhere]

Originally Posted by KiKiNCHiKiN

BTW this is my new name, so I hope no one gets confused and thinks someone else is writing my story. If you want proof just click on my profile.

Imposter!!!

[Kikinchikin]

back from vacation, and life is settling down again. I'll get a new chapter out tomorrow.

[KiKiNCHiKiNcool]

Tomorrow?

Its been two days!



J/K...

but i do hope you finish it soon...

BTW im changing my name soon to avoid confusion

[StrangeFellow]

well my friend, you've written a damn good fan fic....WRITE MORE!!! i mean *clears throat* i'd like to read the next chapter.....this damn thing has kept me up till 3:30 in the morning

also feel free to use my characters in it (both NC but hey)
ElmersGlueAll: ReXo sniper with AV and mosq
StrangeFellow: Infiltrator with adv hack and CE

keep pumpin'em out man

StrangeFellow

[drsomewhere]

i stopped checking this thread for like a month...please write more?

[Kikinchikin]

K sorry just got back from another vacation.

Chapter 30: Sacrifice

White light. A tunnel of white light. Complete blankness... no, a picture. Dad? Mom? Now VR training... bootcamp. Announcer... Cyssor. All gone. Ceryshen. Crash. Vanu sanctuary. Escape. 7th Legion. 50cent. Murder. Trial. Bismarck. SGX. Ishundar. Hossin, tortures. Cyssor. Death beam. CR 5. Ceryshen again. Reaver. Missile. Hitman...? A knife...?

Lance jolted awake. He was sweating profusely despite being cold to the touch. "He's alive!!!" shouted a voice that Lance could only hear vaguely. He tried to move, but realized he was stiff as a board. His muscles would not respond. After a few more seconds of coaxing howevever, his neck cricked and he regained use of it. Laying on his back still, he could only see a partial view, but what he did see was grim, to say the least. Bodies, both NC and Terran, astrewn everywhere. Blood everywhere, including... all around him. With great struggle, he lifted his head and looked at his chest. Bandages, dressings and nanite pads were piled on, all stained a crimson color. Lance passed out again.

"Are you awake? Are you alive?" A fuzzy voice was interrogating him. "I.. I.." Lance tried to speak, but again noticed his muscles inhibited him. "Shhhh. Don't try to speak yet. Here, eat this." Lance saw a blurry hand put a small tablet in his mouth. With great effort he swallowed it, and in a few seconds felt a great sense of relief swell over his body. "I... just saw my life flash before my eyes," he said, his muscles now starting to work again. "Yes, we thought you had died. You did take a phoenix missile to the chest," said the voice. Lance squinted and finally made out the figure standing beside him. It was Kelly. He then realized he was in the hospital wing of a base. "This means, that his sacrifice wasn't in vain," she said suddenly, becoming slightly choked up. "What?" Lance implored. She paused, her eyes beginning to swell with tears. "Do you remember being hit?" "Yes, by Swift." "Yes... He was walking towards you after you collapsed. I saw from the base. He had a troop hold you up while he took out his magscatter. Swift pointed the pistol at your head, but then he jerked upwards. His shot missed you. He staggered, and collapsed to the ground. A knife was in his neck. Then the soldier holding you fired into seemingly nothing, and a man in a black suit dropped to the ground. And just as he was about to finish you off, Maverick picked him off with his bolt driver. Someone picked you up then and took you away, along with the dead man in the suit." Kelly trailed off. "That man was Hitman," she said full of tears now. Lance looked at her, shocked. "He sacrificed his life to save mine?" Kelly nodded. Lance laid there, silent. Neither of them talked for a long while, until Maverick, still wearing his armor, Frank, and Crunch walked in. They all had very solemn looks on their faces. Frank was first to speak. "We, uh, drove the raiders off Ceryshen, but we lost a lot of troops. Same thing happened to the Vanu, but they fared a little better than us. We have 4 days until the weapon is operational again. High command has decided to continue to Cyssor tomorrow." Frank's voice was solid and marred by sorrow. "Hitman would have wanted it this way. We'll win this fight for him, for all the troops in our outfit that have given their lives, and for the Terran Republic." Everyone nodded in agreement. "Lance, I know you wanted to fight in this, but you're going to have to stay here. Your injuries are really bad." Lance nodded reluctantly, and then seeing everyone else file out of his room, dozed off again.

[drsomewhere]

awww cooooool

[DeepStrikeck]

nice

[StrangeFellow]

[Kikinchikin]

Chapter 31: Another Chance

The next day: 0500 hours

"Hacks on in 3... 2... 1... GO GO GO!!!!" Black's REK lit up and began picking apart the doorlock of Wele that lay before him. A couple hundred miles away, Doop's REK was doing the same to Shango. Hundreds of soldiers stood by at each base, with thousands more near the warpgates, on route to other bases or all ready at other facilities. Black's forehead began to sweat as the lock continued chirping. Then it beeped. "GO GO GO!!!!" Troops rushed into the backdoor to a grim greeting. The New Conglomerate was ready. A wall of buckshot and bullets met them. The first 5 soldiers in the doorway were obliterated, blood spattering on the faces of the others behind them. Frightened, the Terran's withdrew, a few missing body parts. The Conglomerates stayed in position. Suddenly, as if produced from the arrival of a genie, a curtain of green smoke spewed down towards the defenders. But this was not smoke. Dozens of plasma grenades exploded on contact, barely giving the conglomerates time to scream before their skin was melted away. Even the MAXs standing nearby felt the sting and succumbed quickly. "RUSH IN NOW!" shouted numerous Terrans. Black grabbed his cycler and led his empire down the ramp, completely unaware of what was in store for them.

Above ground the same was taking place. The Terrans were in the midst of a large fight in the courtyard, Vanguards and Enforcers of course not absent. Heavygain was right in the middle of it. "Adjust 3 degrees right! FIRE!" he shouted to his gunner. Four prowler shells launched from the steel clad mammoth straight into a Vanguard at the southwest entrance. Flames erupted from the deceased tank, sending flaming shards into the soft bodies of nearby Conglomerates. Heavygain shouted with triumph, but heard no reply from his gunner. He heard a soft click nearby, behind him in fact. "What the he..." His world went black as his prowler exploded, incinerating him. 10 feet away, a cloaker smiled.

The Vanu were having much worse luck than the Terrans. Although they had taken Shango already, their armor column was being obliterated, despite their maneuverability. The Vanu had already lost a good portion of their troops, and were clinging on to Shango with great struggle. "Schitzer, Mike, Batts we're barely holding them off," said Exarkun over the com. "Damnit! How could they be beating both of us down?!" Just then a young aid tapped Batts on the soldier. "Sir, I believe this is why." A map was presented to him. What should have been a nearly blue map, was almost a third red. Reinforcements had come from Searhus, both Terran and Vanu, and they were waging war at such a speed that would make Hitler jealous. "So that's where all our troops are!" said Batts. "We may just win this thing after all..."