12-15-2006, 07:49 PM
Jeice quietly sat on the foregrounds of the fort with his legs crossed. He was aware that there was much to be done, however he had no will to continue this war. Senseless violence was not something he wanted to be apart. His companions had begun ahead while he stayed back, trying to pull himself together, and figure out what he would do.
He pulled out the gun he kept with him once more to examine it. Seeing his reflection in the chrome cover of the weapon, the red fighter stood upright and started to walk towards the entrance of the fort. He was now sure of what he would do, it wasn?t in him to give up, but he had another idea, something that would help his and his army?s situations.
As he entered the fort he slowly walked through the halls peeking his head through each door, looking for the armory. As he progressed through the dimly lit hall he passed a few foot soldiers bearing what looked to be rifles with scopes on them.
?Excuse me?but do either of you know where the armory is?? Jeice asked as he stopped in front of them.
?Yeah?its through that door there.? The soldier responded in a still tone.
?Thank you.? The red soldier replied as he headed for the pointed out door.
He rushed in. Weapons filled the walls; crates of weapons were spread out on the floors. Loose bullet shells laid on the floor next to unused guns. Jeice walked through the room looking for the specific weapon he wanted to use for his devastating attack.
Suddenly his steps stopped as he passed one of the crates. It was what he had been looking for. The red fighter began strapping himself with enough ammunition to take on an entire army. However he concealed the weapons under his clothes, he didn?t want anyone to know of what he was planning to do.
He left the room as if nothing had happened and headed for the exit of the fort. There was no turning back now.
He pulled out the gun he kept with him once more to examine it. Seeing his reflection in the chrome cover of the weapon, the red fighter stood upright and started to walk towards the entrance of the fort. He was now sure of what he would do, it wasn?t in him to give up, but he had another idea, something that would help his and his army?s situations.
As he entered the fort he slowly walked through the halls peeking his head through each door, looking for the armory. As he progressed through the dimly lit hall he passed a few foot soldiers bearing what looked to be rifles with scopes on them.
?Excuse me?but do either of you know where the armory is?? Jeice asked as he stopped in front of them.
?Yeah?its through that door there.? The soldier responded in a still tone.
?Thank you.? The red soldier replied as he headed for the pointed out door.
He rushed in. Weapons filled the walls; crates of weapons were spread out on the floors. Loose bullet shells laid on the floor next to unused guns. Jeice walked through the room looking for the specific weapon he wanted to use for his devastating attack.
Suddenly his steps stopped as he passed one of the crates. It was what he had been looking for. The red fighter began strapping himself with enough ammunition to take on an entire army. However he concealed the weapons under his clothes, he didn?t want anyone to know of what he was planning to do.
He left the room as if nothing had happened and headed for the exit of the fort. There was no turning back now.
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