Condemmed Ch.1
Date: 28 February 2005, 3:58 PM
AN: This is to my family at HBO and HBO OT
Thanks to BlasTech for helping me when I first started, thanks to ENS for humbling me beyond the point of no return, and thanks to Master Grunt for being a mac user and making the HBO OT website.
And to everybody who I forgot to 7hank
The all powerful Pie Nazi gives you pie...
Military Prison Somewhere on Earth.
Unknown Time and Date
Jack Thomas sat in a hallow cell, awaiting his "fifteen minutes of fame." His fate was assured. The dishonor he felt was like a disease that was slowly eating away at his soul. His life was over. The murder he had been convicted of had destroyed the pride the Marine Corps had given him. The judge had told him that he was a disgrace to the uniform and also told him that he was a disgrace to every marine that had worn it before him. He found it hard to sleep on this final night. After many hours of tossing and turning he finally he slept and dreamed.
I was coming home. I pulled into the driveway. The car I was driving was my old junker. It was falling apart. I had been gone for quite awhile. I was at basic training. I opened the door. I heard muffled sounds and squeaking. Perplexed, I followed the sound to the bedroom. I opened the door only a crack and saw a man in black raping my wife, her mouth was ducked taped to keep her quiet. Anger and contempt filled me. I kicked down the door and brought up my personal sidearm, a Desert Eagle 50 AE. The man in black immediately stood up and used my wife as a human shield. That bastard is going to die. My instincts kicked in and I fired ounce. I felt the slide move backwards as the grip bucked and settled in my hand. I cursed myself for firing, and my error had terrible consequences. The heavy round tore through my wife's chest, passing completely through her and hitting the man in black like a sledge hammer swung by a yard monkey, knocking the man in black on the ground. My wife looked up to me accusingly, holding her chest, a shocked look on her face. She crumpled on the ground bleeding from the massive hole in her chest. Anger coursed throughout me instead of blood. There was a whimper from the man in black on the ground. "Cry, you son of a bitch" I said through my clenched teeth. I moved towards the man in black with heavy footfalls that showed my feelings and intent. I leveled the massive handgun and fired as fast as I could. The slide seemed to move in slow motion, the grip slamming into my hand like a jackhammer and steroids. The slide locked open, but I still kept pulling the trigger. It was a shame that there was no more rounds left in the gun. I needed one for me.
"Inmate -1337!" bellowed the MP. "Is it time?" I asked without emotion. "Yes it is." the MP replied. Five minutes later I was shackled to a wall with six emotionless, stone-faced marines holding single shot Battle Rifles standing opposite of me. "Jack Thomas, you have been convicted in a trial of your peers and sentenced to death by firing squad. Do you have any last words?" a sergeant said. "No." I replied. "Then continue with the execution" the sergeant finished. The marines brought up their rifles up to their shoulders and the countdown started.
"10."
"9."
"8."
"7."
"6."
"5."
"4."
"3."
I saw a slight shimmer behind one of the marines and yelped as an Energy Sword ignited and cut the poor marine in two. The other marines turned in haste to fire on the cloaked Elite and were shot by four different kinds of plasma. The marines there put up a good fight but they didn't have a chance. The battle was quite quick and lopsided. The damn covies had a huge number of troops. An Elite walked up to me after the battle was over and deactivated his camouflage. His armor was jet black and he was menacing. He said in perfect english, much to my surprise "Death is to good for you, for you have stained what little honor you ignorant humans possess." And the elite brought up his plasma rifle up over his head and brought it down in a slashing motion.....
Darkness followed....
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