The Day I Meet A Hero Chapter Seven
I cannot wait any longer! I want to finish this story! Even though I have more than 12 chapters remaining. Sorry for the wait, the recent Hurricane damaged my home, but thankfully no one got hurt. Here lies the story everyone wants to read! Spyro! Plus Dave doesn't talk much, because he really doesn't much in real life...so here's the next Chapter.
Chapter 7 The Day Has Come
Later after a long and loving kiss with Sara, I decided to go for a walk before I headed to bed. Everyone was a sleep. I walked away to the lake. I could see my reflection in it. What I was looking at scared me. 'A person who lets his best friends die.... Right in front of him'. I felt like I did not belong with my family. I only wished that nothing would happen to them if I stay here.
I could not see to lose them...... first a private at the fort of Julius. She was my first Girlfriend. That day was blacker then night. More dangerous than hell. Almost as scary has going against your own nightmare. Luckily my nightmare hasn't happened yet, otherwise I would not be here if it did. Now you want to hear about it don't you, well.... Fine I will tell you, but promise not to tell anyone that I was crying. I remember it has if it were a week ago.
_June eighth 2044 _
Location: St. Bismarck ship yard 03
Time: 15:42
Squad: Spartan
The breeze was cold. The water was untamed crashing up on the shore. A drop ship moved in to a small valley not too far from the target site. The doors opened. Six troopers got out; one was Dave another one, the one in charge Michael.
None said one word. Their objective is clear. They moved silently into the Ship yard. Seeing the gates wide open. Something was up, the gate is supposed to be closed. Only he and his family have the authority to pen these gates. Madly Dave looked around to see the guards. A pool of blood lie on the floor of the gate. Four bodies daggling limp by limp on the gate fence. Eyes were ripped out, cutes going down from their foreheads, down their face and stopped at the chin. No bullet marks. This is going to be fun said Dave with a smile on his face. I laughed. For we both knew that all the other troopers here are the same way, I wonder if the girl who made the S.O.S. to us was still here though. Her voice sounded so familiar. It was a while before I realized that I did here that voice before. When three weeks ago, the recruits were shipped here for their first station before seeing any combat. That was the best part about this job, to see some new blood on the lines. One of which was her. Julius. My love of my life. To see her fighting for my fathers cause, made me happy to be her boyfriend. This just got a whole lot worse. She was the one who made the call. She was the young girl on the station PSA radio. I need to get her out of here!
We moved in. No life in sight. It was a ghost town in a ship yard. All the old naval vessels were here, still floating. The most impressive ship was the one that was brought back up above the water. The most Famous German Ship ever known 'Bismarck'. What a sight to see this Queen of the navy, back above the water and by the looks of it still had it in her for another fifthly years at least. The biggest ship in the whole yard.
Dave hit me in the shoulder to get m out of my daze. We headed over to the back door which is right behind the control bridge. With the movement of two fingers, two troopers went to each side of the door. Dave and I stayed in the middle. Next, another hand motion and the troops on the right knocked the door down while the men on the right threw in a grenade and nothing happened so Me and the troops on my right followed me in. We were here alright, but so was the people responsible for this whole thing. 'Rebels!' Most were hurt by the fight in here and the rest killed by it and the grenade. They only looked up to us in fear. They realized something about history. That Spartans never take prisoners.
One pointed his gun at his head and I smiled, he dropped the gun as I shot him square in between the eye balls. No word was said. I grinned even more as more of them tried to run away, they all ended up dead once they came to their feet.
Next thing the squad did was split out to find any more rebels and possibly find any survivors. No more rebels, but five survivors. One of which was her. I dropped my gun, ran to her and swept her off her feet. She pulled me in for a kiss. One that knocked off my socks. She was safe in my arms. Nothing could take her from me.
"Come on, let's get out of here."
"Sure."
I tossed Dave the radio to call for evac.
"Ten minutes bro. then we are gone."
"Let's get these soldiers out of here." I yelled. And we headed up to the deck of the Air Craft carrier. I took about eight minutes to reach there with the wounded. Transport was in the sky, not to far away. I pulled out a flare stick and threw it a good twenty feet in front of us.
The sun was setting and the ship landed right as it set. We loaded the first three troopers on to receive medical attention for their wounds. And I waited for the ship to make more room for the rest of us, after all it can hold a good twenty people, but with the beds laid out, maybe about ten people could sit down still.
"So when do you want to get married?" she asked me.
"Whenever you want my love." I smiled.
"How about when we get back... does that sound good?"
''It does, more then you know. When we get back home, I will take you as my wife."
We kissed and I walked over to the ship. I helped lay out the beds with Dave.
When the beds were laid out with the wounded on them we started to board. First Dave took his seat and then the rest of our squad. When the third trooper got onboard, gunfire was heard and the other two troopers fell to the ground...dead. I turned around to see a rebel holding his right arm as he was shot in, anger in his eyes. He started to aim for me when I picked my gun up. I was to late. He had open fire at me. I jumped out of the way and he missed me for Julius. Dave got out of his seat and opened fire killing the rebel. She stood there daze. Her lifeless eyes white. She collapsed in my arms. She was not making any sound, her heart beet stopped. I opened her mouth, and performed CPR. For and hour straight. She was not breathing at all still. I pulled her up into my chest. She is dead... and it was my fault for jumping out of the way. Don't leave me! For an hour straight I was screaming. My face all red, along with my eyes.
She was dead. Dead. I loved her more than myself. I would have taken a bullet for her. Yet she died because I didn't.
I whipped the tears from my face. I closed her lifeless eyes and carried her in my arms. Dave came out with the other soldiers and carried their soulless bodies inside the ship. We took off and Dave came to sit next to me. No one said a thing to me, not even Dave, for he was crying to.
This was my first battle that I have ever lost any troopers in my own squad, but It wasn't the last. Her death caused an evil pain to grow in me. A pain worse than a heart attack, for it never stops, not even if I die. I told Dave what she said to me... she was going to marry me when we got back home. I promised her that I would take care of her forever. But now she is gone, the love of my life. She was my angel. And now she is my guardian angel.
With this loss of men my father took me aside when we landed. He hugged me. He was crying as well. For she was a top student of the academy. He looked after her as a friend, but than that, like a father. For she had lost her parents when she was very young. She told us that they were murdered when she was asleep. The worst thing of it all was, it was her birthday.
I am sorry I do not wish to talk about it anymore.