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Hello everyone!! I wanted to say hi and all because I havn't even read any stories or anything in well over a year, mabey, or at least since poor Toumal had to shut down the MUCK. And I want to give back to the community. Since I have not done anything in the way of typing, and posting my stories. I have been writing short stories, or at least parts of them, hopefully I will get this one underway and finished. Now, before you read, this is none pornographic, and rather violent. And yes, I know alot of you may view this as being a troll. But no, I do not believe in being a troll or anything like that, its is just something I wrote, and trust me, your comments will sway me heavily in writing the coming chapters, I will hopefuly post them every four to seven days, if I do not get crammed with work and real life stuff. So hopefully this will be good. If you do not like war, or violence towards furs, do not read this. Feel free for critisism, though none of this hate mail I know I will probably be getting. And for the record, ask any questions you may have and I will answer to the best of my ability. I already have the second chapter underway, and it is needing some serious rearrangment. And this is my story and is copyright to me and only me. I do not want to see any duplications or abuse of this story. EDIT= I am sorry to inform you all but I will not be adding any more chapters. I have taken down chapter two and am currently working on chapter four. I appologise for the inconvenience. But do not fret. All ten or more chapters will be posted one day. I see I will have issues with copy right and such and I will leave up chapter one as a teaser and such. After I have submitted my work and it gets published ((Of course after magor re-evaluation)) I will then repost all of the Dread Wars. I hope you are all understanding. Since I am still in the early stages of work any ideas for later chapters would be greatly appreiciated.

Dread Wars

All Hope is Lost

Ryan dare not look around the barricade he was hiding behind. His body shook violently as the opposing forces traded fire, their bullets zinged merely inches over his head. He could hear the cries of war all around him, followed by explosions of hand grenades and mortar fire. He looked out into the horizon, where the war factories and the command bunkers were under siege. The sky was alight with fire and cannon flashes. This war he was in had just started not more than a week ago.

In the back of his mind he tried to remember what had started everything. General Sander's blurry and inaudible words rang in his head for several seconds before he finally got a clear image of what Sander's had said. "The tension between the two sides is rising. If something isn't done soon, I fear the rebels with kill us all, before we can even get word back to high command for reinforcements." That last sentence played back and forth inside his head like a broken record.

His train of thought was broken as he was thrown forward by mortar fire. Ryan coughed and looked around at his fallen comrades as the dust cleared before quickly moving back behind the metal barricade. The shot that had hit them had gone straight through the barricade and into their radio man. The poor soldier had been ripped completely in half by the shell. His lower body was missing and the only thing left was a mangled bloody mess of blood, bones, and mulched organs.

Ryan looked in front of him and at his rifle he had dropped when the mortar fire first started. He knew to run for it was suicide. Since they had been taking cover he was sure the enemy would have advanced and were shredding anyone who was foolish enough to make a run for it or even trying to shoot at them. Ryan glanced at the dead soldier beside him and wrestled the gun from his lifeless grasp. Ryan knew something had to be done or they would all die. He took another breath before leaning around the corner and catching his first glimpse of the enemy.

He had never even seen who they had been fighting until now. A bunch of crudely made mech's, power suits, and a lot of different creatures made up their infantry. Most of them all had orange on them. The mech's and power suits were all painted a rusty looking orangish color. There were a few that didn't; those were the mech's that looked dangerous, one of which was closest to him. It was streamlined and looked to be expensively made. He had never seen anything of the sort in his training.

He took aim and pulled the trigger. There was a muted crackle as the gun fired, followed by several metal pings as the armor piercing rounds simply just bounced off of the machine, only leaving small scratches in its pearlescent and blood covered shell. The mech's head turned and looked at him. There were four distinct metal clicks as its right arm cannon spun and three barrels dropped from the tip of the gun.

A shiver went up Ryan's back as he looked at the gatlin-gun barrels. There was a whirring noise as the barrels started to spin and the mech's arm aligned itself with his position. He was quick to take cover just as the droning noise the gun started. He watched in fright as bits and pieces of shrapnel from the barricade flew everywhere. The barricade was literally being cut in half by the gun.

He hugged his gun and feared for his life as off in the distance he heard a deafening explosion followed by a loud roar. The Goliath cannon was being fired. Ryan looked up only to notice the gatlin gun had stopped. He glanced off in the horizon at the large cannon that was pointed in his direction. Then several seconds later the massive cannon fired off several more shells.

The commander had decided to shell the ground troops and mech's. The ground shook violently as the earth behind the barricade was literally obliterated. He looked around the corner to see the enemy army completely disheveled. Screams and other such alien noises were heard across the battlefield as the remaining enemies were slain by the remaining foot solders. There were cries of victory as the remaining troopers made their way across the war field, checking dead bodies and salvaging equipment.

Ryan looked at what was left of the mech that had been attacking him. Its upper half was completely missing. All that was left was a metal smear on the ground with blood everywhere. The once green fields were now painted with blood and destruction. The war was over, or so he thought. The troopers all started to head back to their barracks. Carrying extra ammunitions and supplies.

Everything grew silent for a while before sirens were heard in the distance. The command bunkers lit up as military personnel started running around. Everyone left on the battle field turned just in time to see the Goliath cannon start to turn in the other direction. Soon after it started to turn the Liberator next to it and Pariah off in the East on an overlooking cliff started to rise from the ground.

He knew something big must be coming for the commander to activate the other planetary cannons. There were several other explosions as the cannons fired at something. There was another strange noise before a blue beam of light streaked across the sky. The Pariah was lit up like the fourth of July and completely fell apart. Shrapnel and several large chunks of metal went crashing down the cliff as the large cannon was destroyed, leaving nothing but rubble.

There was another noise as the beam arched towards the Liberator. The light struck the cannon hard, there was another loud explosion as the machine attempted to fire off another shell and it just simply exploded. The Goliath fired off another round and an explosion was heard. The sky grew dark as smoke billowed off in the distance. This was the beginning of the end.