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| Blast! Crack! Like lightning of the gods the night sky shatters into light with every bast from the long range artillary. Shaft after shaft flies backward by recoil as the massive guns blaze. Military war mongrels leap the trenches, outranged and out of ammo, to slay the demon beasts plaguing the battlefield. Guns flare from behind the lines while the formost body of barbaric warhorses move in for the kill...or to be killed. All over the war front snake-like beasts charge with lightning quick reflexes, killing everything with their site. The beasts having an actuall upper torso tear at the unfortunate with their claws as more commandos spill out to give it their last shot. One trooper stands out in all of this. In his hand is a massive gatling gun blazing at the enemy. The barrel of the machine stays targeted as the recoil is redirected into the loose shaft that the trigger resides on. As his trigger hand flies forward and backward, he out-ranges and out-powers his aggressors. He has a thick silver chrome suit of battle armor and a helmet of the same type resting over his head; a gigantic cockpit like visor rests at the front. The warmachine looks over his shoulder with a grin at the approaching beast. The monster's claws slice the air with razor sharp power and lightning speed.....but the warrior is gone, behind the beast cutting it down with his gun. Off in the distance the carnage continues, as another soldier is charged. In less than a blink of the eye the commando is between the soldier and beast and slaughtering the attacker. He pauses to switch to an awsome machine gun; three clips of compacted bullets adding up to over 10000 shots. He readys a grenade in the launcher just below the main barrel. "Dammit die you ignorant bloodhounds!" The commando sneers behind his mask. This will show them!" Inside the mans helmet he neurologically activates the time stop. He runs over to a spot just infront of another invading alien. He reactivates time A flash of red in the still sky. A vortex opens and a tornado like funnel stretches to the ground. "Oh S*it!!! What the f**k is that?!?" the commando shouts to nobody as he stumbles to the ground. The funnel slowly reaches the ground. As it is about to touch, as if it is alive, it swings to face the General. It begins to close in on him liek a beast upon it's prey. "Oh F**k!!!" The commando reactivates time in a hopeless effort to destroy the thing. The battle continues. On the ground and almost in tears the general awaits his death. An invader leaps upon him. A shimmer as it launches its talon at the general's neck. Not a moment too soon it is tore off him and pulled into the red vortex; it is then torn into oblivion. The vortex neared. General leaped back and made a running effort but failed. The last thing he saw was his hopeless (without him) army being destroyed in the battle to save Earth. The General's eyes open. "HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!" A Rampage~~~~~~~A gigantic beast~~~~~~~The most hideous thing he'd ever seen. By sheer training and natural reaction the general pulled out his machine gun and launched a grenade and such a high velocity it would pierce titanium if it weren't for a detonation on impact setting. The beast exploded before the general. More were on the way. The only thoughts that flew through the general were "dont think, act" General Peterson, 5 star general of the United States and one of the chancellors of "United Earth" was the first commander supreme ever to set foot on a battlefield. And Peterson did not only set foot, he fought at the front line in his experimental model 'A' molecular armor. A bird cawed behind him causing the general to jump. For the first time Peterson realized where he was. He was in a rainforest! There was water dripping off the trees that so effectively drapped the forest blocking any direct rainfall. There were many humanoid beasts scurrying this way and that. Not all of them must be dangerous like that last one. It was by sheer luck that the general found his way out the massively immense forest. He found himself at some sort of causeway and ventured south to the see. Before long he found a city and was greeted.......by the whole city! There were people everywhere staring at him bewildered. One of them stepped forward to say something but was interrupted by a crash so loud it echoed. Hundreds upon hundreds of people began to run in all directions like mice at a human's footstep. A mighty beast of a dragon came bolting into view. It stared at Peterson for a minute and spoke: "HA! YE ARE NOT A GOD AFTER ALL! THAT IS WHAT THE OTHERS SAID!" The General stood bewildered now. "Y-you can talk?" "HUSH YE IGNORANT FOOL! THOU SHALT PAY FOR THY IGNORANCE!" "Oh crap..." The dragon leaped into the air as it took to flight. A fireball larger than the result of the manhattan project experimentations seared the very atmosphere around Peterson leaving him unhurt because of his armor. That was it. The general srung forth and pulled out his machine gun firing it into the chest of the dragon. He ran out of ammo a few more times unloading his pistols, machine gun, gatling gun, and shot gun. Peterson made a grab for his rocket launcher that was strapped on his back. But the dragon was too quick. Like a falling obelisk it's foot crashed down on Peterson's chest leaving him not terribly harmed but severly bruised. "May god have mercy on your soul you little B**ch!", the general shouted as he fired a rocket at the heart of the beast. The dragon collapsed. The general strew himself across the ground panting and listing off various curse words. "Welcome to Cosrin fool" |
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