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The Last Iliad Chp.9
By NeonBlade
“ You’ve told him haven’t you? You mutant-!” Munroe said trusting his elbow down into Carlos’ shoulder. “ – I should have known that you would have tried and save him from his
Future-“ Munroe threw his hand across Carlos’ face crushing his jaw. “ Please- pleases stops!” Carlos spat, blood pouring down. “ Why should I? You’re nothing more than a mistake.” Munroe smirked, gripping a small gun. “ Remember Mun-Munroe… one slit in your body down here and the radiation will pour into you and make you into something like me.” Carlos screamed grabbing Munroe shirt. “ You are to weak to slice me, Carlos. You’ll die.” Munroe said back. Munroe raised the gun and pointed-. “ Kill me Munroe- and you’ll end up like me, whether you like it or not. Barkley will fascinate himself with Tony and he’ll leave you to rot!” Carlos spat again. “ Maybe so. Maybe your vision is correct, but as you know… We control our own destiny.” Munroe gripped the hand of the gun, pressed down on the trigger. Carlos shut his eyes.
“ Kerblam!” Tony stopped dead in his tracks. The shot echoed through the darkened tunnels. He looked back, wanting to get back to Carlos, to make sure he was all right. Tony knew that Munroe was coming for him. He could feel it. If He did go back-. Tony thought. He’ll kill me. Tony turned back down the way he was going, and began to run again.
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“Sir we have the file for your request.” Said the man in the green jump suit standing at the door. The room was dark with a small neon light shinning a small glow in the bunker room. “ Thank you luetinet, that will be all.” The voice from the chair muffled. General Drake sat holding the tan file. “ Let’s see what you’re hiding?” Drake opened the file and stared down at a small black and white picture of two large missiles. “ Hmmm, I wonder what these are?” Drake said to himself smirking. “ Yukishi is in our grip now.”…
General Drake set down his coffee and headed for the door. He swung it opened leading down a tunnel. “ Sir, Should I prepare a craft for your departure?” the guard outside asked. “ No thank you, all I need is a group of ATV’s and an escort, that is all.” Drake continued down the tunnel as the guard picked up his microphone and asked for five ATV’s and an escort.
A group of ATV’s approached as Drake finished climbing the many steps leading to the surface. The ATV’s had six large rugged wheels and heavy armor. They rode six feet off the ground and looked more like a beast than a vehicle. “ Sir, Your request.” A soldier hoped out from a smaller ATV that was burden to numerous missiles and guns. “ Thank you soldier.” Drake grabbed his bag from his assistant and approached the vehicle. A soldier from inside opened the side hatch and dropped in down showing the ladder attached to the inside of the hatch. “ I hope you know sir, there are more than five Red Army Bunkers west of here.” Drake’s Assistant stated shyly. Drake shook his head. “ Thank you, Runner, but at this time I am not concerned.” Drake approached the hatch ladder and put his hand on the first rung. “ I have learned to deal with problems when they approach me.” Runner started up the ladder behind Drake. “ Welcome aboard sir.” The driver said calmly as Drake made his way into the body of the ATV. “ Nothing will get in our way.” The driver continued with a slight smile on his face. “ I hope so!” Drake sat down and sighed. The hatch closed and the roar of the engines echoed around. The crunch of the tires rumbled over the dirt and the ATV issued forward leading Five more ATV’s loaded with men into a whole new battlefield.
10/24/2002 4:46:40 PM
(Updated: 10/27/2002 10:37:16 AM)
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