Kuudarn Drop (New Firefight)
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
Okay, I am new here. Starting today, actually. I noticed this place in the index and I came a-running. I have been working on a (here goes) military/sci-fi/action/adventure/romance novel (indeed a cluster-fuck, but everyone who has read it thinks it's going well)I have the work in progress, currently fifty-one pages, and a bonus chapter from the past of two of the main characters, Jericho and Kathryn, which may include some H, but I haven't decided yet.
The main work is much too long to post in the forum, and I haven't made a link yet. For the time being, please be entertained with the first part of the hidden chapter (right now no H) and use it to gauge my writing style, and see if you want the full work. More will be added later on tonight as I finish it up.
For full work, proceed here http://absolutewrite.com/forums/showthread.php?p=2453689#post2453689
password is "vista"
Hidden Chapter Below
Kuudarn Drop
Before They Were Weapons
2 Days Prior To the Raid on Tarkim
6 years prior to Kuudarn
Jericho looked at the lock of his apartment in contempt. Every day he came in after eleven o’ clock, he magically couldn’t open the door.
“Fuck. Kathryn doesn’t come home until midnight. Shit!” He said as he punched the metal door. His face contorted with pain as it registered throughout his hand. He massaged his bloodied knuckles as he leaned against the door…
And fell into the apartment.
“Just what the hell are you trying to pull?!” Kathryn said in her angry matron-like tone as she looked down at the prone figure on the floor.
“I’m sorry. You know this room is pissed at me. I can never let myself in this damned place after eleven. I think it’s-’’
“No more superstitious crap, okay Jerry.” She said, cutting him off as she returned to drying her hair. Jericho had just noticed that she had gotten out of the shower. Her auburn hair always looked better damp, but she always felt the need to style and blow-dry the crap out of it.
“And besides, you’ll have to learn to let yourself in. I’m only making sure I’m here before you are for your first week here,” She said as she entered her room and Jericho craned his neck to see her. She undid the velvet sash on her robe and began to shrug her shoulders. The robe began to slide down her back before she turned around and yelped, “And your wall still stands, you lecher!” She said as she slammed the door to her room shut.
“You’ve got to drop this Jericho’s Wall bullcrap, Kathryn. It gets weird when you quote mythos from dead religions every two seconds. And besides, A: We’ve been going out for a smidge over six months, and B: It’s not like anything you have to show me will be surprising. I do own a computer you know.”
“WHAT?! What did you say?!” Kathryn screamed through the thin wooden door. He could hear the old rickety floors move as she stood up. Even the slightest movement made a symphony of creaks in the apartment, and it often lead to half-hour weight discussions. The two of them were in great shape though, running and airsofting every day. Her insecurities were cute, though. He didn’t mind them.
“Kidding, Kathryn. Kidding,” He said in an unusually soft and collected tone. He slowly made his way to her door, cringing at the creaks of the wood beneath him. He placed his hands gently on her door, “I would never force you into a situation before you’re ready. If anything, I’ll be the vanguard against whatever it is you aren’t ready for. And besides,” His voice rose in volume and he smiled, “My computer’s broken anyway.”
“Jerk” Was all he heard through the door. He smiled inwardly and swept his hands across her door as he pulled away from her door and pulled out the sleeper-sofa on the couch. It wasn’t much but it didn’t matter. He was close to her. He took his backpack off of the floor and placed it next to Kathryn’s. As he settled into his sofa, he threw his pillow off the bed and stripped down to his boxers. He stretched out on the bed and turned onto his side before closing his eyes.
“Vanguard against anything. I’ll hold you to that.” He heard through the door. He smirked and whispered to himself.
“You know me.” With that, he fell asleep
Jericho woke at around four like he always did. He rose and rubbed his neck slowly. That bed still took some getting used to. He sighed and walked over to the duffel bag that had a paper on it reading †˜Jerry’s Stuff’ with a heart on it. She was excited to have him here, she just rarely showed it. He smiled as he slid the paper off of the bag and took out his shirt and pants for the day. He slid on the olive drab cargo pants and fastened the leather belt that was already looped through.
“Do I care these clothes are dirty?” He asked himself as he grabbed hold a shirt and pulled it from the bag. The shirt had long sleeves and was a khaki color. On its front was a small, production line snarky motto reading †˜I don’t care’.
“Guess not.” He said as he pulled the foul-smelling shirt over himself. He took a can of air freshener off of the TV stand next to him and gave himself a spray. The scent of lavenders mixed with the stench of body odor. Jericho gagged at the mingling of the two and walked into the kitchen to get breakfast. Moving his hand to the top of the fridge, he groped around. Finding no cereal boxes, he muttered and opened the fridge, pulling out eggs and bacon.
“Now I gotta make breakfast for two, otherwise I’ll get harped about it at dinner. If she even decided to make any for me.” He said into the air as he turned on the stove and began cracking the eggs into a skillet and laying the bacon next to them. When the electric burner glowed a dull red, he placed the skillet onto it and within a few minutes, the eggs and bacon were sizzling. Pleased with his work, Jericho picked up the eggshells he had littered about the room and threw them into the sink. He leaned against the counter and poured himself a glass of apple juice as the food slowly cooked. He poked it around with a skillet every few minutes and, when satisfied, removed the food from the heat and dished out two eggs and two slices of bacon onto two dishes. He carelessly threw the pot into the sink and took a dish in each hand as he made his way toward Kathryn’s room. He opened the door smoothly and made his way to her bed. He placed the dishes on her nightstand and slinked over to her bed. He sat on it and lay down next to Kathryn. He looked at her sleeping face in wonderment. She was the one for him and he could tell, though he was only 18. He figured after 17 years of doing nothing but being a wingman that when he finally did get a girl, she would be a keeper. He loved how her hair looked when it wasn’t all done up. The chin-length auburn hair perfectly framed a face with high cheek bones and not too full lips. Her face had an exotic look about it that Jericho loved. It matched her personality.
“Hot damn even when you’re asleep I can’t stand ogling you.” He said faintly as he moved closer to her face.
“Who said I was asleep?” She said just as faintly, a devilish grin sprawling across her face. Jericho’s face flushed and he shrank back away quickly, nearly falling off the bed.
“I-’’ Jericho began before Kathryn held up a hand. She opened her eyes, brilliant blue irises that he could swear added extra light to the room. She extended a hand and pulled him back to his previous close proximity. Before he could throw in any explanation, she plugged his nose and kissed him. He felt her tongue probing though his mouth and he could almost taste her morning breath. After a few seconds, he ran out of breath and pulled apart as he inhaled sharply.
“Bo-ring. That was ridiculously short.” She said in a disappointed tone as she sat up and rubbed here eyes.
“Hey, you caught me exhaling.” Jericho said in his defense. Kathryn’s eyes rolled and her eyebrows arched in an expression of †˜oh sure’.
“You smell bad.” She said after a few seconds. He nodded in agreement before throwing a retort her way.
“And you have morning breath. Maybe that’s why I ran out of breath so fast. The very taste of your breath leeched the air from my lungs.” He said, eliciting a chuckle from her.
“Or maybe you just have the lungs of an eight-year-old girl.” She said accusingly. Jericho shrugged.
“Maybe. Breakfast is on the nightstand. I’m gonna go take a shower and get some clean clothes on. My shirts don’t always tell the truth.” He said as he pecked her on the cheek and stood up. He began stripping down as he walked out of the room, leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. By the time he reached the bathroom he was down to his boxers and saw a folded shirt and pair of pants on the toilet. He smelled them.
“Clean. Why the hell did I put these here? Whatever. I’ll take what I can get right now.” He said as he slid off his boxers and climbed into the shower, closing the frosted-glass door behind him.
Kathryn’s shoulders slumped as Jericho left the room. The smile vanished from her face and she savored the short banter they shared as she absent-mindedly prodded her eggs with the fork left on her plate. She heard the shower start and sighed as she climbed out of bed, leaving the food to drown in a puddle of egg yolk. She made her way into the living room and sat down on Jericho’s bed, turning on the television. The emotion-less face of the news anchor filled the screen with the current news.
“In other major news, the Bentus Federation has broken off all communication with Hiigara after being accused of hostilities on the eastern border. It is still widely believed by military brass that the Bentus have been aiding the Kadesh monarchy in their drive toward our capital city. The following cities are suspect to attack within the next week.” The anchor said as a list of city names crawled across the bottom of the screen. Kathryn watched as the names slid by. Not seeing †˜Tarkim’ on the list, she sighed and relaxed as she turned the T.V. off and lay down on the bed. She smiled as she heard the shower turn off and heard Jericho grunting as he nearly lost his balance on the wet tiles. He opened the door and walked from the steamy bathroom with a towel pulled taught around his waist. Once he noticed Kathryn’s violet pajamas on his bed, he quickly retreated back into the bathroom and began to close the door before he barely heard Kathryn whisper
“Don’t go. Please stay here.” She choked out as mental conflict tore apart her mind. Jericho started making his way to the bed slowly.
“What happened to Jericho’s Wall? What about everything you’ve been telling me about the right time? What about the-“
“Jerry, stop it,” she sat up and Jericho could see the tears welling in her eyes, “There’s a war going on right now and we are still in range of an air drop. I don’t know how much longer we can spend together. I love you. I want to prove that to you. Before anything can stop us.” She said as she reached for his towel. Jericho quickly stopped her and pulled her body against his.
“You don’t need to prove anything to me, Kathryn. I know you love me as much as I love you. You don’t need to prove it to anyone. I told you I’ll protect you last night. I meant I would protect you from anything. Even if I die, I die protecting you. That’s all that matters to me.” He said as he felt her tears on his shoulder. He felt her whole body shaking and he put a hand to the back of her head.
“What about me? What about what I want?! I don’t want you to die protecting me. I want you and I to live, to love, to feel the world around us, and each other. We can still run from them. Please, Jerry. Don’t offer yourself up as some kind of sacrifice for my sake, because I’ll have to live with that forever.” She said between sobs.
“Kathryn. I don’t intend to die, and if I lose you, I’ll always find you among the stars, and I will return to you. This is an oath I will uphold even after the day I die, Kathryn. We stay here, where we live together like we both have wanted to, and if anything bad happens, we can leave. Above all, I will make sure you get out of here first. That is my proof of love.” Jericho said with the utmost resolve. He felt a heat welling up within him. He was sure that he would never speak more true words in his life.
“Jerry. I’ll fight for you. I’ll scar the planet and kill the stars for you. That is my proof of love,” she reached again for his towel, “Please, Jerry. I want this. It just took me up until now to realize it.”
“As long as you’re sure.” Jericho replied uneasily as the towel parted and fell to the bed. He reached for her shirt and slowly unbuttoned it. With unexpected force, Kathryn pushed Jericho down to the bed and straddled him. He looked into her brilliant blue eyes. The most beautiful thing he had ever seen was now. She leaned down and kissed Jericho before their souls became crossed, as the stars were.
Three Hours Later
The main work is much too long to post in the forum, and I haven't made a link yet. For the time being, please be entertained with the first part of the hidden chapter (right now no H) and use it to gauge my writing style, and see if you want the full work. More will be added later on tonight as I finish it up.
For full work, proceed here http://absolutewrite.com/forums/showthread.php?p=2453689#post2453689
password is "vista"
Hidden Chapter Below
Kuudarn Drop
Before They Were Weapons
2 Days Prior To the Raid on Tarkim
6 years prior to Kuudarn
Jericho looked at the lock of his apartment in contempt. Every day he came in after eleven o’ clock, he magically couldn’t open the door.
“Fuck. Kathryn doesn’t come home until midnight. Shit!” He said as he punched the metal door. His face contorted with pain as it registered throughout his hand. He massaged his bloodied knuckles as he leaned against the door…
And fell into the apartment.
“Just what the hell are you trying to pull?!” Kathryn said in her angry matron-like tone as she looked down at the prone figure on the floor.
“I’m sorry. You know this room is pissed at me. I can never let myself in this damned place after eleven. I think it’s-’’
“No more superstitious crap, okay Jerry.” She said, cutting him off as she returned to drying her hair. Jericho had just noticed that she had gotten out of the shower. Her auburn hair always looked better damp, but she always felt the need to style and blow-dry the crap out of it.
“And besides, you’ll have to learn to let yourself in. I’m only making sure I’m here before you are for your first week here,” She said as she entered her room and Jericho craned his neck to see her. She undid the velvet sash on her robe and began to shrug her shoulders. The robe began to slide down her back before she turned around and yelped, “And your wall still stands, you lecher!” She said as she slammed the door to her room shut.
“You’ve got to drop this Jericho’s Wall bullcrap, Kathryn. It gets weird when you quote mythos from dead religions every two seconds. And besides, A: We’ve been going out for a smidge over six months, and B: It’s not like anything you have to show me will be surprising. I do own a computer you know.”
“WHAT?! What did you say?!” Kathryn screamed through the thin wooden door. He could hear the old rickety floors move as she stood up. Even the slightest movement made a symphony of creaks in the apartment, and it often lead to half-hour weight discussions. The two of them were in great shape though, running and airsofting every day. Her insecurities were cute, though. He didn’t mind them.
“Kidding, Kathryn. Kidding,” He said in an unusually soft and collected tone. He slowly made his way to her door, cringing at the creaks of the wood beneath him. He placed his hands gently on her door, “I would never force you into a situation before you’re ready. If anything, I’ll be the vanguard against whatever it is you aren’t ready for. And besides,” His voice rose in volume and he smiled, “My computer’s broken anyway.”
“Jerk” Was all he heard through the door. He smiled inwardly and swept his hands across her door as he pulled away from her door and pulled out the sleeper-sofa on the couch. It wasn’t much but it didn’t matter. He was close to her. He took his backpack off of the floor and placed it next to Kathryn’s. As he settled into his sofa, he threw his pillow off the bed and stripped down to his boxers. He stretched out on the bed and turned onto his side before closing his eyes.
“Vanguard against anything. I’ll hold you to that.” He heard through the door. He smirked and whispered to himself.
“You know me.” With that, he fell asleep
Jericho woke at around four like he always did. He rose and rubbed his neck slowly. That bed still took some getting used to. He sighed and walked over to the duffel bag that had a paper on it reading †˜Jerry’s Stuff’ with a heart on it. She was excited to have him here, she just rarely showed it. He smiled as he slid the paper off of the bag and took out his shirt and pants for the day. He slid on the olive drab cargo pants and fastened the leather belt that was already looped through.
“Do I care these clothes are dirty?” He asked himself as he grabbed hold a shirt and pulled it from the bag. The shirt had long sleeves and was a khaki color. On its front was a small, production line snarky motto reading †˜I don’t care’.
“Guess not.” He said as he pulled the foul-smelling shirt over himself. He took a can of air freshener off of the TV stand next to him and gave himself a spray. The scent of lavenders mixed with the stench of body odor. Jericho gagged at the mingling of the two and walked into the kitchen to get breakfast. Moving his hand to the top of the fridge, he groped around. Finding no cereal boxes, he muttered and opened the fridge, pulling out eggs and bacon.
“Now I gotta make breakfast for two, otherwise I’ll get harped about it at dinner. If she even decided to make any for me.” He said into the air as he turned on the stove and began cracking the eggs into a skillet and laying the bacon next to them. When the electric burner glowed a dull red, he placed the skillet onto it and within a few minutes, the eggs and bacon were sizzling. Pleased with his work, Jericho picked up the eggshells he had littered about the room and threw them into the sink. He leaned against the counter and poured himself a glass of apple juice as the food slowly cooked. He poked it around with a skillet every few minutes and, when satisfied, removed the food from the heat and dished out two eggs and two slices of bacon onto two dishes. He carelessly threw the pot into the sink and took a dish in each hand as he made his way toward Kathryn’s room. He opened the door smoothly and made his way to her bed. He placed the dishes on her nightstand and slinked over to her bed. He sat on it and lay down next to Kathryn. He looked at her sleeping face in wonderment. She was the one for him and he could tell, though he was only 18. He figured after 17 years of doing nothing but being a wingman that when he finally did get a girl, she would be a keeper. He loved how her hair looked when it wasn’t all done up. The chin-length auburn hair perfectly framed a face with high cheek bones and not too full lips. Her face had an exotic look about it that Jericho loved. It matched her personality.
“Hot damn even when you’re asleep I can’t stand ogling you.” He said faintly as he moved closer to her face.
“Who said I was asleep?” She said just as faintly, a devilish grin sprawling across her face. Jericho’s face flushed and he shrank back away quickly, nearly falling off the bed.
“I-’’ Jericho began before Kathryn held up a hand. She opened her eyes, brilliant blue irises that he could swear added extra light to the room. She extended a hand and pulled him back to his previous close proximity. Before he could throw in any explanation, she plugged his nose and kissed him. He felt her tongue probing though his mouth and he could almost taste her morning breath. After a few seconds, he ran out of breath and pulled apart as he inhaled sharply.
“Bo-ring. That was ridiculously short.” She said in a disappointed tone as she sat up and rubbed here eyes.
“Hey, you caught me exhaling.” Jericho said in his defense. Kathryn’s eyes rolled and her eyebrows arched in an expression of †˜oh sure’.
“You smell bad.” She said after a few seconds. He nodded in agreement before throwing a retort her way.
“And you have morning breath. Maybe that’s why I ran out of breath so fast. The very taste of your breath leeched the air from my lungs.” He said, eliciting a chuckle from her.
“Or maybe you just have the lungs of an eight-year-old girl.” She said accusingly. Jericho shrugged.
“Maybe. Breakfast is on the nightstand. I’m gonna go take a shower and get some clean clothes on. My shirts don’t always tell the truth.” He said as he pecked her on the cheek and stood up. He began stripping down as he walked out of the room, leaving a trail of clothes in his wake. By the time he reached the bathroom he was down to his boxers and saw a folded shirt and pair of pants on the toilet. He smelled them.
“Clean. Why the hell did I put these here? Whatever. I’ll take what I can get right now.” He said as he slid off his boxers and climbed into the shower, closing the frosted-glass door behind him.
Kathryn’s shoulders slumped as Jericho left the room. The smile vanished from her face and she savored the short banter they shared as she absent-mindedly prodded her eggs with the fork left on her plate. She heard the shower start and sighed as she climbed out of bed, leaving the food to drown in a puddle of egg yolk. She made her way into the living room and sat down on Jericho’s bed, turning on the television. The emotion-less face of the news anchor filled the screen with the current news.
“In other major news, the Bentus Federation has broken off all communication with Hiigara after being accused of hostilities on the eastern border. It is still widely believed by military brass that the Bentus have been aiding the Kadesh monarchy in their drive toward our capital city. The following cities are suspect to attack within the next week.” The anchor said as a list of city names crawled across the bottom of the screen. Kathryn watched as the names slid by. Not seeing †˜Tarkim’ on the list, she sighed and relaxed as she turned the T.V. off and lay down on the bed. She smiled as she heard the shower turn off and heard Jericho grunting as he nearly lost his balance on the wet tiles. He opened the door and walked from the steamy bathroom with a towel pulled taught around his waist. Once he noticed Kathryn’s violet pajamas on his bed, he quickly retreated back into the bathroom and began to close the door before he barely heard Kathryn whisper
“Don’t go. Please stay here.” She choked out as mental conflict tore apart her mind. Jericho started making his way to the bed slowly.
“What happened to Jericho’s Wall? What about everything you’ve been telling me about the right time? What about the-“
“Jerry, stop it,” she sat up and Jericho could see the tears welling in her eyes, “There’s a war going on right now and we are still in range of an air drop. I don’t know how much longer we can spend together. I love you. I want to prove that to you. Before anything can stop us.” She said as she reached for his towel. Jericho quickly stopped her and pulled her body against his.
“You don’t need to prove anything to me, Kathryn. I know you love me as much as I love you. You don’t need to prove it to anyone. I told you I’ll protect you last night. I meant I would protect you from anything. Even if I die, I die protecting you. That’s all that matters to me.” He said as he felt her tears on his shoulder. He felt her whole body shaking and he put a hand to the back of her head.
“What about me? What about what I want?! I don’t want you to die protecting me. I want you and I to live, to love, to feel the world around us, and each other. We can still run from them. Please, Jerry. Don’t offer yourself up as some kind of sacrifice for my sake, because I’ll have to live with that forever.” She said between sobs.
“Kathryn. I don’t intend to die, and if I lose you, I’ll always find you among the stars, and I will return to you. This is an oath I will uphold even after the day I die, Kathryn. We stay here, where we live together like we both have wanted to, and if anything bad happens, we can leave. Above all, I will make sure you get out of here first. That is my proof of love.” Jericho said with the utmost resolve. He felt a heat welling up within him. He was sure that he would never speak more true words in his life.
“Jerry. I’ll fight for you. I’ll scar the planet and kill the stars for you. That is my proof of love,” she reached again for his towel, “Please, Jerry. I want this. It just took me up until now to realize it.”
“As long as you’re sure.” Jericho replied uneasily as the towel parted and fell to the bed. He reached for her shirt and slowly unbuttoned it. With unexpected force, Kathryn pushed Jericho down to the bed and straddled him. He looked into her brilliant blue eyes. The most beautiful thing he had ever seen was now. She leaned down and kissed Jericho before their souls became crossed, as the stars were.
Three Hours Later
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It was good, but I think the bit you've posted is a bit short for me to give you a comment on (read: not much happened in this bit). Still, quite enough to get me interested...
And you know, you could always just post a link, even if it's not hyperlinked. ^_^
And you know, you could always just post a link, even if it's not hyperlinked. ^_^
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
That's the problem. It's all in word and my notebooks. I have about 150 pages in my notebook and 51 on word. I just have to put in on the net for a link. Also, I was going to write more for this, but I had a spiffy idea for the full book. I couldn't pass up jotting in it my notebook
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I truly enjoyed that. I've never experienced love, nor am I sure that I ever will, but I certainly like your portrayal of it in this chapter.
I'll admit that I haven't read the rest that you've posted, but I think that after reading this, I will get up to date.
It's very descriptive and I was engrossed by the characters and hope to learn more about them.
I look forward to the finished product.
I'll admit that I haven't read the rest that you've posted, but I think that after reading this, I will get up to date.
It's very descriptive and I was engrossed by the characters and hope to learn more about them.
I look forward to the finished product.
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
Update: More to come on June 22nd. I am currently posting in a run down internet cafe on my way to Todai.
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
"Are you sure that this burst was from Hephaestus team?" General Davsut asked as he stood in the ops room, the only still figure amongst the flurry of activity.
"Yessir. Transmitted three minutes ago on the emergency Sentinel encrypted network. We have traced it back to this location" said the Lieutenant sitting in the ops console, pulling up a map of Kuudarn.
"Mark that building as hostile, killbox Juno. I want seven Overlod gunships in the area within three minutes. Instruct the hangars to fit the gunships with HEAT rounds for their 105 cannons. I want to be the first to know when they reach the target point." Davsut said as the marked building pulsed red against the blue background of the map.
"Nazret squadron ships 1,2,5,7,8,9, and 11 prep for sortie. Load 105 HEAT rounds into your holds. Discard all SABOT ammunition for this sortie. Launch confirmation expected in sixty seconds." the control tower rang out the commands as the airfield outside Kuudarn went from a calm retreat to the center of chaos. Lines formed as the gunships were gassed, ammo was swapped, and engines spun up. The first aircraft rolled onto the tarmac within 55 seconds of the announcement. In two minutes, all craft were airborne and bound for Kuudarn.
"You're sure that they couldn't track that burst." Petty Officer Hokuti asked for the eighth time.
"Yes." The COMs specialist, Brieli, said in frustration. The two of them sat on the fifteenth floor of the Zenith financial building of central Kuudarn. They had to make a short burst including their current position to ensure for Antares that Hephaestus team was not M.I.A. and Hokuti was getting antsy. The were strictly ordered not to break radio silence. Hokuti feared the reaction from Antares almost as much as the chance they could be caught. As he looked to his left, he saw Arlund looking skyward.
"Sir. Why are there birds circling the building?" He asked as Hokuti made his way over and turned his attention skyward as well.
"Sir this is Nazret 1. We are orbiting the killbox. Ready to fire on command." The pilot of the lead Overlord gunship said as he look down to the target area.
"Nazret one. Open fire with all batteries." Davsut said as he got camera feed from the gunship.
"Roger that."
"Yessir. Transmitted three minutes ago on the emergency Sentinel encrypted network. We have traced it back to this location" said the Lieutenant sitting in the ops console, pulling up a map of Kuudarn.
"Mark that building as hostile, killbox Juno. I want seven Overlod gunships in the area within three minutes. Instruct the hangars to fit the gunships with HEAT rounds for their 105 cannons. I want to be the first to know when they reach the target point." Davsut said as the marked building pulsed red against the blue background of the map.
"Nazret squadron ships 1,2,5,7,8,9, and 11 prep for sortie. Load 105 HEAT rounds into your holds. Discard all SABOT ammunition for this sortie. Launch confirmation expected in sixty seconds." the control tower rang out the commands as the airfield outside Kuudarn went from a calm retreat to the center of chaos. Lines formed as the gunships were gassed, ammo was swapped, and engines spun up. The first aircraft rolled onto the tarmac within 55 seconds of the announcement. In two minutes, all craft were airborne and bound for Kuudarn.
"You're sure that they couldn't track that burst." Petty Officer Hokuti asked for the eighth time.
"Yes." The COMs specialist, Brieli, said in frustration. The two of them sat on the fifteenth floor of the Zenith financial building of central Kuudarn. They had to make a short burst including their current position to ensure for Antares that Hephaestus team was not M.I.A. and Hokuti was getting antsy. The were strictly ordered not to break radio silence. Hokuti feared the reaction from Antares almost as much as the chance they could be caught. As he looked to his left, he saw Arlund looking skyward.
"Sir. Why are there birds circling the building?" He asked as Hokuti made his way over and turned his attention skyward as well.
"Sir this is Nazret 1. We are orbiting the killbox. Ready to fire on command." The pilot of the lead Overlord gunship said as he look down to the target area.
"Nazret one. Open fire with all batteries." Davsut said as he got camera feed from the gunship.
"Roger that."
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sweet i liked it...i like the first chapter better but the hidden chapter was alright...im waiting for more....0.0
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
There is a link to the full work toward the top of my first post, but I haven't gotten the time to re-format it, so it's not easy on the eyes. If you want the full work before I get a chance to re-format, just e-mail me and you'll get the entire word document.
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yea i went to the lik and wow thats alot lol but umm i though that it was going to be like ur first and second chapter not like ur hidden chapter
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Jericho Antares
FAKKU Writer
Ohhh, miscommunication is the culprit here. The excerpt in my first post is part of the hidden chapter, which has since been completed. The later excerpt is part of a new firefight I have written. The novel will have its share of romance, but the characters are first baptized in blood and fire. I'm trying to work on my more tender moments in writing. Honestly as I read through the hidden chapter I found it kinda cliche.