Welcome, here are two stories based on Cortex Command. The first one is by me, Aracanid and is about a drop ship trooper that gets split up from his squadron, however little does he know he is about to become one hell of a lot more important! The second story ties in with the first story and is by Orindell. It is about a group of pathfinders sent out by their CO to find a missing agent who has vital information regarding the war between Humans and AI. Watch them closely as they will be updated quite frequently, chapter by chapter. Hope you enjoy and give comments as you see fit.
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[Deciding on name]-----[by Aracanid]
Chapter One: First Impressions


As I walked out of the barracks I saw the ground crews working hastily, making sure everything was ok, the sky was clear and the sun was shining down. I saw all the drop ships, sitting there, the sun gleaming of their shinny metallic hulls, just waiting there to be filled with men. This would be my first real drop, and I was excited about it. As we were equipped with weapons and ammo we listened to sarge shouting out what to do if the ship is shot and cannot land. "Grasp your jetpack and get ready to jump, the person closest to the hatch is to open it. In the event that the hatch is broken then you shoot the locks; got it?" After we got our equipment, we clambered onto the drop ship, one by one. We took our places and watched as the sarge walked up and told the pilot that were ready to go. As if instantly we lifted up and the hatch began to close. That last bit of bright, beautiful sunlight would be the last bit of sunlight I'd see for the next 3 hours.
We sat there perfectly silent, no-one opened their mouths. Even sarge was quiet. The odd click or thud from someone checking their guns or taking out their mag. I was amazed at the weapon the sarge had! It was beautifully crafted, unlike our guns. It had a large mag and a scope on it, yet, it wasn't a sniper. It was fully automatic, able to fire 50 rounds before reloading and with great accuracy as well. I was disturbed from my enchanting trance as the pilot shouted, "Alright ETA 3 minutes, get ready. 'Gonna be a rough ride, we've lost 4 drop ships already." These words made me nervous, what if one of the plasma rounds hit the ship? What if the engine failed? What if...?
Just as I thought this a massive thud smacked against the ship, a great flash and smoke. My ears were ringing and everything was fading away, had I been shot? Even though I couldn't see anything I could still hear through the headset. Brief comments from the pilot made me fear for not only my life, but the life of the rest of the squad. "Thruster 1 out, can’t stabilize! You guys are gonna have to jump, I can’t keep 'er up much longer guys!" After that someone picked me up, asked me was I ok. Everything came back into focus, “I’m ok, what happened?" I asked. As everything became clearer I noticed it was sarge, but there was no-one else on the drop ship except me and him. "Where is everyone? What happened?"
"Calm down kid, its ok. The rest have jumped, you remember what I told you don't you?"
"Yea..."
"Good, lets go, the pilot can’t keep us up!"
Before I knew it I'd been tossed out of the drop ship, with sarge following shortly after. As I ignited my boosters, I watched the drop ship begin to spiral downwards. I was waiting, and hoping, that the pilots would eject. Suddenly I heard a small bang as I saw an ejector seat fly out of the ship, hurtling upwards into the sky. As I looked up I noticed the other drop ships and huge explosions of plasma now and then smashing into them, sometimes hitting the fuel tanks and causing the entire ship to explode.
I looked at the pilot once again as he ignited his jetpack, glad that he was ok. I thought to myself that the other must have died in the initial blast. Suddenly there was a massive explosion as the ship smashed onto the planets surface; huge flaming pieces of debris flew into the air.
I touched down on the ground about 2 minutes later, I radioed my squad. Asking where they were. I sat down beside a tree, realizing that I had a gash down the side of my leg. I ripped a piece of my uniform of and tied it around the wound, it hurt, but I didn't scream. I radioed again "Come in, this is clone 3756, I'm unsure of where I am. Is anyone there?" Even with the second radio no-one replied. It must have been damaged when the plasma hit the ship. As I was about to get up, I heard cranking and thuds, I looked over the bush I was behind and saw two robots, I'd never seen anything like them before, of course in the training simulations, but not up close and personal. They had lots of armor and some kind of futuristic weapons, like lasers or plasma guns. They had big glowing eyes and lots of scratch marks and scores from where bullets had bounced off there heavy armor.
Without thinking, I picked up my SMG and began to open fire, one just burst into a cloud of sparks as his head flung off and his body fell to the ground. The other however my bullets bounced off its body plates as it turned round and opened fire. Lumps of heated plasma just hurtled towards me as a jumped behind a tree, however I realized that what I had just done was stupid as a chunk of plasma shot through the tree, just missing my head. I jumped from behind the tree, shooting randomly as I fell. When I hit the ground I heard crackling as sparks jumped from its body, it jumped randomly, still clutching its weapon. I fired one more round right into its forehead and watched it just... stop. Out of curiosity I picked up its weapon, It had some strange markings on it, and a few dials. As I looked at it more closely I noticed something written in my language, 'Scout Class,’ I was shocked. They armored there scouts like that. What must the others be like...?

Chapter Two: Reunited?


I wandered around for a while, encountering more scouts but avoiding contact with them. I lost track of time after a while and decided to sit down beside a tree. I just sat there, wondering, why wasn't there any more drop ships coming? Where were the rest of the guys that had jumped? I stared at the sky for hours watching as it briefly lit up from explosions and listening to the sounds of war in the distance. I must have fallen asleep for a while because when I opened my eyes, it was bright. The explosions and gunshots had gotten closer, so I decided to check it out and look around, hopefully to find my squad. If they weren't already dead that is. I wandered the forest for about one hour, admiring how beautiful it was. Bar the few areas where drop ships had crashed or battles had been fought.
After a while of walking the forest just stopped, when all of a sudden a great city was lying in ruins in front of me. The gunshots where louder than ever, explosions everywhere as drop ships flew low and dropped bombs on targets in the distance. I began to walk along the road, looking around, seeing charred bodies and broken weapons here and there. Suddenly the guns stopped, for a brief second all was quiet and you could hear the birds in the forest, just in a flash a walker burst through the walls of a building with men firing close behind it. Plasma flew through the air, burning holes through the men, and melting chunks of the huge walker. I noticed on the side of the walker, the star. It was one of ours, I ran over to the men, randomly firing my weapon in the same direction as them. As I got closer one of the men turned to me, about to open fire, before just realizing that I was on his side.
"Who 'r you?"
"Clone 3756, 138th drop ship regiment"
"Good, just start firing but stay behind the walker, got it solider?"
"Sir, yes Sir"
I opened fire, shooting everything that moved in that direction. It looked as if we were winning; most of the robots were gone, only a few remained. I saw something in the sky, something big. It was a drop ship but not one of ours, at the same time, as if simultaneously a tank drove out from behind one of the ruined buildings, however it didn't look like ours. It fired at the walker’s leg, blowing it to pieces; the walker tumbled to one side, creating loud thud, and a cloud of dust. The wreckage had created a shield however and I tried to look over it as often as possible to get a glimpse of what was being unloaded from the drop ship. The few brief moments that I looked over the collapsed walker, I watched the ship unload robots, but not normal ones. Huge ones, with big guns. They had heavy armor, Very thick plated.
"RETREAT! RETREAT!"
I looked behind us, into the building they had come out of. More troops were inside; they climbed down a hole in the ground. I followed closely, making sure not to get lost it the strange networks of tunnels. How long had these men been here? Their faces were almost black with dirt, there armor scorched and scar pretty much everywhere. Some had armor that didn't fit, many looked as if they hadn't eaten for weeks and pretty much all of them had scars and bruises.

Chapter Three: The armory

We had been running down these tunnels for ages now, all you could hear was the march of feet and the odd rumble from an explosion on the top. Every so often I would walk past a body with rotting flesh or missing limbs, hadn't anyone thought of lifting them and burying them? Is this the sort of death I awaited? Lying underground to rot or be blown apart by a bomb? We stopped running after a while, and began to walk. I saw a light at the end the tunnel we were in, not a normal light, but rather a red one. We walked towards it and up to a door, a metal door with bullet marks and scratches along it. Blood was everywhere here, on the door, on the tunnel walls and even on roof. What had happened here? What seemed to be the leader of this group of men walked forward towards the door, and swiped a key card down a slot. A beep, green light, a click and the door swung open. A bright light shone from behind the heavy door, blinding me slightly. Two men were behind the door with guns pointed towards us, they looked at the man who opened the door and lowered their weapons saying "Go on in, Sir! He walked in, briefly saluting the two guards, the rest followed him as did I. When I walked through the door I saw many more men dressed the same way as the ones I had been following, most even had the same weapons, bar the few with bazookas or heavy MG's. Some had plasma guns, big and small. I forgot about my own plasma gun, so I checked if it was still there, thankfully, it was. I took it of my side and looked at it again; I was amazed at how well it was built. As I admired the gun, the leader came over to me.
"Hello I am Lieutenant Warren of the UPB! Who are you?"
"I’m Clone 3756 of the 138th Drop ship regiment, what’s the UPB?"
"Good an experienced fighter, we need some more of yo-"
"You DON'T understa-"
"Don’t interrupt me solider! It’s not a good idea. As I was saying... nice to have you aboard, and for further reference the UPB is the Underground partisan Brotherhood. Got it?"
"Yes Sir."
They didn't realize that I wasn't experienced! This was my first real drop! None the less he led me towards what he called 'The armory',
"Here we are solider" he shouted.
I stared in front of me, it was a wall. A plain concrete wall, was he crazy?
"Not over there, you idiot! Down here!"
I looked down, to my surprise we were standing on a gigantic trap door. He tapped it 3 times, the 3rd time it began to slide open. I jumped backwards of the trapdoor to avoid falling.
"Ok solider, let’s go..."
"Yes Sir, but where are we going?"
"You’ll see... you'll see..."
I followed him down the ladder, as I reached the bottom I looked around, the room was very dark and I couldn't see much. I couldn't even see the Lt. I clambered of the ladder and all of a sudden a bright light from every direction, I couldn't see! My eyes began to adjust to the light intensity and I could see. It was like nothing I'd seen before, Huge walls of Bullets and cartridges. Guns lined around every wall and every nuck and cranny had something explosive or dangerous. It was as if standing beside a bomb waiting for it to go off... but it won’t.

Chapter 4: The ground trembles above
I stood there in amazement for a minute, trying to get over the vast resources these men had. They had so much ammo and weapons, yet they looked so un-prepared for battle, even if they did wear full armor all the time. They never seemed to have it of, everyone wearing the same identical uniform, the only difference being the ranks sowed onto there arms. Some captains wore different helmets or carried personalized weapons, others didn't. A voice broke daze of thought;
"Go on then..."
"Excuse me sir?"
"Go on, take what you please, it’s our gift to you."
"ehrm... I don’t know if I should."
"Go on, we have plenty more. Grab a gun, fill your pockets with ammo and buckle up a few frags, or plasma grenades, our treat"
"Plasma grenades?"
"Yea, grenades that explode launching plasma everywhere. Didn't they issue them to you lot?"
"err, no I’m afraid they didn’t sir."
"Ah, I see. Well there’s always a first eh..."
"Yes sir, I suppose there is."
I walked forward looking at the vast array of weapons; suddenly I saw one that caught my eye! It looked like sarges, it had the scope and large mag, and like sarges; it was beautifully crafted.
"Where did you get that one?" I pointed towards the weapon.
"Ah, a good choice"
"I didn’t ask that! I asked where you got it... Sir."
"We bought it from the traders, it was made in the Martian refineries. Best weapon producers in the universe them Martian weapon smiths. Not many guns can match that one, why do you ask?"
"Never mind, it isn't important..."
I lifted the gun, expecting it to be heavy; yet it was light, lighter than my weapon. I help the grip tightly and looked through the scope...
"Switch it on!"
"What?"
"Switch it on!"
I looked at the side of the gun; a number of buttons was on the side. I clicked the red on button, a small beep followed by a charging up sound followed.
"Now look through the scope..."
I put my eye up to the scope, and looked at the Lt. with it. It showed the distance he was from me with a green dot and picked out his weakened spots; highlighting them with green squares. I turned it of again, even more amazed than before. I pulled my standard SMG of my back and hooked the other gun on.
"What’s it called?"
"Anti Personnel Automatic Rifle or APAR for short"
"Right, where’s the ammo for it?"
"Over there" He pointed towards a heap of magazines with green tape wrapped round them.
I walked over picking up as many as could fit into my pockets.
"Ha ha... here..."
He handed me two straps, I noticed he was wearing them as well. He had his magazine fitted into the small pouches lined along the belts. I strapped them around my chest and loaded the mags into them. Suddenly a large bang, and the ground shook; the ceiling started to crack. A siren went off; the lights went off and were replaced by red flashing ones. People began to shout frantically.
"HURRY!"
I ran over to the grenades, grabbed a handful and hooked them to my waist. I jumped onto the ladder and began to climb, about half way up and another explosion went of. This time lumps of the ceiling began to fall, smoke and dust filled the rooms and people were running around shouting orders at others. I stood up, and helped two others close the hatch, loaded a mag into gun; trying my best not to admire its beauty. I followed the Lt. to another large door, there was about 12 men around the door; all aiming at it. I looked around and saw the barriers of steel with windows in them for shooting from in front of the doors around me. Sandbags with men pilled behind them also. Guns began to fire; you could hear the bullets ricochets of the doors; the screams of men, and the shouts of others. Most horrifically; the clank and thuds, and the shots of plasma. I knew what was coming, but still feared what would come through the door.

Chapter Five:Depot under siege

I stayed still, just crouching, waiting, thinking. Bang! A great thud on the door in front of me, it shook slightly and dust and small pieces of concrete fell from around the door. Bang! Again, more dust and rock. Bang! They kept coming consecutively. I didn't realize the ringing in my ears until it all went quiet. What happened? Why had they stopped? The silence scared me more than the thuds, what were they planning? We all stayed still and patient, bar the few silenced orders from some of the commanders. I waited there, but my wait was short lived. A massive flash and a thunderous explosion and I was thrown through the air, I remember smoke and seeing several shadows; after that I passed out.
I regained consciousness after a couple of slaps on the face from the Lt.
"Common kid! Get up we need you!"
"What happened?"
"Theres no time! Get up and start shooting!"
I noticed the Lt. was crouching, I tried to stand up straight but before I got the chance he grabbed me and threw me to the floor.
"Are you crazy?"
A stream of plasma flew past above my head, I could feel the heat coming of it. The blue plasma hit the wall, burning through a few centimeters before cooling down and harding. I began to remember what had happened and realized what was going on. I picked up my weapon and turned it on, I looked over the sandbags we were behind. To my horror, in front of me stood the giant robots we had encountered in the streets, they must have followed us here. Just then an explosion went of to my right, I looked in the direction and saw that there was smoke and more shadows. Streams of plasma spewed across the room, the few men unfortunate to not be behind some sort of cover were ripped to pieces by the constant streams. Even some of those who were behind cover were ripped apart. I started to fire, randomly shooting everything metallic that was near the door, the Lt. fired towards the opposite door. Even with the suppression fire I was laying down none of the robots fell. I remembered about the weapons special ability to find weak spots. I aimed at them through the scope but for some odd reason the squares didn't appear. I checked again to see if it was on: it was. One of the robots turned around while I was aiming and suddenly a huge square appeared on its back. I fired every single remaining bullet I had, watching as the robots internal systems exploded and sparked everywhere. Why did it turn around? Another one followed suit and turned around also, I took out the empty mag and replaced it with a new one. I aimed again and began to fire. A wave of bright light filled the room, turning it slightly blue but lighting the entire room, I was still shooting but my gun just stopped firing. The robots fell to the ground, all at once. A ground of men bearing the yellow star on their helmets rushed in through the door. The Lt. lifted his gun...
"Don't shoot! Their on our side!"
The Lt. lowered his weapon. I watched as the men began to fire into the heads of the fallen robots.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? THEY ARE DEAD!"
"Actually they are shut down temporarily. They should be up and running again in about 5 minutes. You wana help kill them while we still have time?"
I couldn't make out where the voice was coming from, but a man wearing the same uniform as the others walked over to me.
"Sergeant 182 of alpha company. You must be the missing clone."
"Yes I was split up from my drop ship company."
"Ah, Lieutenant! Long time no see eh my friend?"


TO BE CONTINUED...




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This is Orindells Co-Story, it ties in with what is happening to my clone and provides quite a twist. It would be kind of you all to read it and give him some feedback... Enjoy.

[Deciding on name]-----[By Orindell]
Chapter one:Mission Briefing

[Generals Quarters]
General Adams:Welcome Captain.Please sit down.Are you well?
Captain Richard:General,Sir.Cut to the point!Why am i here?I should be down
on the planet with the rest of Delta Company.
General Adams:Calm down Captain, the rest of your Company is doing fine.And to answer
your first Question i have a mission for you.What do you of the know of the UPB?
Capitan Richard:Who?
General Adams:Well, who they are does not matter.The real thing that you are here for is that one of my Agents,carrying Top Secret files,went down to the planet pretending to
be part of the 138th Drop Ship Regiment.Why?You do not need to know.When
his Drop ship got shot down we lost contact him.We received a radio message
from someone in his squad.Listen:"Come in, this is clone 3756, I'm unsure of where I am.
Is anyone there?".He was lucky that no-one else picked up this message or
he would be dead.We did not respond because that would double the chances of him
being killed.What I want you to do is find this clone and see if he can help you find me agent!
Capitan Richard:Sir Yes Sir!
General Adams:Oh yea...And good luck.

Chapter two:Time to go!


[DROP POD LAUNCH STATION ALPHA-1]
Srg 182:OK!Lets move it people!125,check that mag!328,take off some of those grenades!Are you going to try to win to war single-handed!ATTENTION!CAPTAIN PRESENT!
Captain Richards:Ok Sargent,are we ready to go?
Srg 182:Yes sir!
Captain Richards:Are all the men ready and accounted for?
Srg 182:Let me check.SIGN OFF!
Crp 163:Present!
125:Present!
328:Present!
375:Present!
273:Present!
286:Present!
223:Present!
253:Present!
345:Present!
Captain Richards:Well then Sargent,It looks like its time to go!
(All climb on board drop pods)

[DROP POD 12,ETA TO PLANET 5 MIN]
328:Man I hate these things!
223:Same here.It always feels like death is only seconds away.
345:They say that if you listen really carefully you can here the voices of all the dead drop-troopers.
328:Thats a load of bull♥♥♥♥!
(A green light flashes)
Radio: This is the Captain.Were are nearing are LZ.Prepare to disembark!

Chapter three:Separation


[DROP POD 9,ETA TO PLANET 1 MIN]
Capitan Richards:♥♥♥♥,♥♥♥♥,♥♥♥♥!(Hits wall)dammit!
(Talks into radio):Sargent!You and Drop pod 10 are going in at the wrong angle!We are going to be
split up!Regroup at Bravo Company HQ!Over and out!

(All Drop pods hit the ground)
[DROP POD 10,THE PLANET SURFACE]
(A plasma bolt cuts through the door of the pod and hits 125 in the leg)
125:AHHHH!MY F*****G LEG!
Crp 163:Crap!Why are taking fire!I repeat!We are taking fire!
(Crp 163 runs into the cover of a nearby tree.253 helps 125 over to a different tree.)
Crp 163:253!Lay down some covering fire!I am going to see if i can get close with a frag!
(125 Passes out)

[DROP POD 9,THE PLANET SURFACE]
Captain Richards:Is every one all right?Good.We need to meet up with Drop pod 10.

[DROP POD 10,THE PLANET SURFACE]
(Crp 163 tosses a frag grenade at the robots.It goes of and takes to of them down.)
Crp 163:Few!I think thats all of them.
(A squad of 4 robots come out of nowhere and surround them)
Robot:Drop your weapons, you are surrounded.
Crp 163:crap.
(Suddenly machine gun bullets take down two of the robots.Crp 163 and 253 take down another
two.The last one tries to run but gets hit in the back by a shotgun-shot)
Capitan Richards:Thought you lot might need a hand!

[ABOVE THE CITY]
(Srg 182 is talking with 375.375 has a sniper rifle and is looking about the battle)
Srg 182:...so thats why Nebeca beans a re best served cold!
375:Wait a sec sir...I think I hav a visual on the target.Yes thats diffidently him sir.He is helping a squad of UPB soldiers attack some robo's. Looks like they have a walker sir.Oh ♥♥♥♥!More Robots... AND A TANK! It just took out the Walker!Sir,they are all fleeing into a building.
Srg 182:Well lets follow him then. Just dont lose him. How are the other teams doing?

Chapter 4:A close thing


[THE PLANET SURFACE,2 MILES AWAY FROM BRAVO COMPANY HQ]
Captian Richards:273!Come over here!
(273 walks over to the Capitan.Its his first mission)
273:You wanted me sir?
Captian Richards:Yes I did.This is your first mission right?
273:Yes sir it is.
Captian Richards:Well then lets look over what gear we are all carrying.
273:OK sir.
Captian Richards:Well the gun you have is a RP 34.A good all-rounded SMG.Now see Corpreal 163 over there?He has a Sp 80.A damn fine assault rifle.253 has a 27.BoI.The standerd issue Sniper Rifle in are Regiment.
273:Thanks sir!
(As 273 walks back towards his position in Unit he trips.Out of the gloom two bright red eyes appear)
Crp 163:Spider mine!Down!
273:What the f...
(There is an explosion.273 gets ripped-apart.)
273:AHHHHH!
(As the smoke rises in the air a low whine can be heard.The whine gets louder and louder)
Captian Richards:Vipers!
125:What are they?
Crp 163:Fast attack aircraft!EVERY ONE GET INTO COVER!!!
(The whine is very loud now.Then machine gun bullets start the pound the trees)
Crp 163:SIR!THEY ARE GONNA RIP US APART!!!
(Out of nowhere a rocket streaks up and hits one of the Vipers.It crashes into the ground and the other one flies off)
Captian Richards:Who was that?
(He hears a voice from a good few feet away)
Srg 9183:Sargent 9183,Sir!And welcome to Bravo Company HQ!

Chapter 5.


[IN THE CITY,OUTSKIRTS]
Srg 182:Wow!This city is a dump.
375:I wonder who lived here.
Srg 182:Dont know.
(They hear a Robotic clanking)
(Whispering)Srg 182:crap!OK everybody check your gear and lets take these suckers down!
(The squad take there places)
Srg 182:NOW!!!
(Machine gun bullets,grenades and rockets and hit the 3 robots.The smoke clears and all 3 are still standing)
Srg 182:Super crap 5000.....
(A small object lands in front of the robots.When it goes off,the robots de-activate)
345:Who...What...How?
(A voice comes from behind some rubble)
Borneo:So it works?
Srg 182:Um...Yes it works all right.Who are you?
Borneo:I am soldier....Or at least I was...Before....
(I man walks out from behind the rubble.He is wearing very rough clothes and looks very thin)
Borneo:I am...was part of the UPB...You see the Robots captured me.They did experiments on me...
But i managed to escape.And I found this box saying EMP grenades.So I used them.
Here take some!
(He gives out the EMP grenades)
Now follow me and I will take you to the UPB!Come on!

[BACK ON THE STATION]
(You see a shadow moving around)
Guard 1:What was that?!?!
Guard 2:I dont know.Probably noting.
(The shadow moves quickly past the guards)

[HANGER BAY]
(The shadow drops something before stealing a Rocket and flying away)

[OUTSIDE THE STATION]
(The hanger bay explodes,Taking a chunk of the station with it.Then two other parts of the station explode)

[ONBOARD THE ROCKET]
(Speaking into a radio)Robot Stealth Trooper:Mission accomplished,Sir!

Chapter 5.5

[BRAVO COMPANY HQ]
(There are 5 Vipers Dive-Bombing the base.Machine gun bullets and Plasma Slugs whistle through the air)
Srg 9183:8245!Man that heavy machine gun!Crap,the east wall is down!
(A robot has sneaked up and is about to shoot Srg 9183 when Captian Richards jetpacks from the sky and blasts it)
Srg 9183:Thanks!
(The Captian is about to answer when he gets shot in the back)
Srg 9183:CRAP!WE NEED A MEDIC OVER HERE!
(286 and 253 give a medic covering fire as he runs to the Captian)
Medic 9876:He really badly hurt...Unless he gets to a proper Hospital he will die.

[ONBOARD THE SPACE STATION]
(The Chief Engineer walks into General Adams office)
General Adams:Status report!
Chief engineer 1099:Sir the repairs to the canteen are nearly done,but I am afraid that the hanger bay wont by fixed until at least 2 weeks into the future.
(The Chief leaves and Sargent Major 905 walks in)
Srg Maj 905:Sir,We got a message here from bravo company HQ.It goes ''Captian Richards badly hurt,will die if not got to hospital soon''.
The thing is Sir,We cant bring him up to the station because the hanger bay is now fixed yet.And sir,we were going through the stations sensor
logs and out that 3756 might not be the only clone that survived.
General Adams:Tell the highest ranking officer left in Bravo Company HQ to take him to the UPB.They will know what to do with
him.
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A90's War journal. It is similar to the way mine it written but has a more grown up feel. It ties in with my story in the fact that it is based on a clone that was on board the same dropship. As always... Enjoy.

Split Up.
A War Journal Of Clone 1968.

Chapter One.
HOLY ♥♥♥♥!!!


I climbed into the drop ship, nervousness making me shake uncontrollably. I checked my weapons, checked my magazines to make sure none of the rounds were
kinked or loose, re-checked my weapon, re-checked my magazines... Even the awe-inspiring sight of the hangar, with legions of gleaming drop pods, sleek fighters
and menacing bombers, with their payloads of bombs, did nothing to help alleviate my fear. The Sergeant looked over, noticing my quivering.
''You ok Clone?! You ain't ill?'', Sarge asked.
''N-nnn-no sir.'', I timidly replied.
''Ah. First time nerves, eh?''
''Uh.. Yes sir.''
''You could take a good example from Clone 3756 there!!'' he said, pointing to a considerably more enthusiastic soldier further down the row.
''Now he, has got what it takes to be a real soldier!!'', he carried on.
''Anyway, don't worry. The shivers'll pass.'', he again said.
Then, under his breath I heard him mutter:
''Hopefully.''
He then left me, and went through the procedure of what would happen in the event of the ship being shot.


Then, with a sudden clank, we were out. Free falling through space, waiting for the jets to start. I began rehearsing scenes in my mind. A firefight with a robot
, Bombs coming out of nowhere to land on my head with deadly finality, a sniper blasting my head off. I decided, there and then, that if I go down, it'd be in a
1-on-1 firefight, with no complications. Just me, my gun, my ammo, and the enemy.
Then, just as we entered the atmosphere, with a load thud, a plasma beam hit our ship.


''HOLY ♥♥♥♥!!'' I screamed, diving to the floor. Smoke began to billow out, and ominous sounding thuds began to sound throughout the ship. I ran over to the hatch,
and, in my adrenaline filled panic, shot it open, and leaped out. Shocked, I free fell for several seconds. Then remembering my jetpack, I switched it on.
Surprisingly, it worked. I was half-expecting it to short out, or blow up, or anything, with my luck.Then, I put myself in a controlled descent, watching the ground
come up beneath me. i wondered what had happened to the drop pod. To be honest, right now, it was the least of my worries. I looked down again. 20 feet to go.


''BOOM!!'' An almighty explosion filled the air. Twisting around, I saw the drop pod, slowly spiraling downwards, blow outwards in a shower of shrapnel and debris.
Then, realizing those pieces could hit me, I immediately curled up in a ball, which in mid-air is not small feat, to minimize the chance of me being hit. The shrapnel
passed me. I opened my eyes, expecting to see a piece of scrap metal embedded in my chest. I sighed in relief.. then screamed. The shrapnel had missed me, but had
hit my jetpack, utterly destroying it. Looking down, seeing 10 feet to go, I immediately uttered prayers to every diety under every sun to help me. Please, don't let
me die like this..... Then I hit the ground, and all went black.


I woke up. Amazingly. I found myself curled up in a fetal position, lying on the ground. Shrapnel lying around me, and several rocks also dotted around. I recognized
the pilot chair from the drop pod, which was lying on it's side in front of me. And , most gruesomely of all, an smashed body, wih body parts strewed all around me.
I opened my mouth to scream, and tasted blood. Mine?, I fuzzily thought. Then I realized, with startlingly clarity. It was his blood. I immediately sat up and screamed. Screamed in remorse.
Screamed in anger. Screamed in pain. Screamed in grief. Then I passed out again.


Again, I began, to slowly return to reality. This time, I began to think clearly. The only way I could survive, was by getting out of here. I took note of my surroundings.
I was lying in a barren, rocky wasteland. Only a few rocks, trees and the carnage around me was to be seen. I tried to get up, and screamed again, this time in agony.
One of my legs was clearly broken, and the other was immensely bruised. I thus began to test out my arms, These were ok, though bruised. I then tested the rest of my body.
My back was incredibly sore, possible burnt, and my nose was dislocated. Everything else was bruised, or sore. I then remembered two things. My gun, and my radio. I moved
my arm to grab my radio. I pressed the ON button, and, rather impressively, a small shower of sparks. I then pressed it again, and nothing happened. I twisted around to check
if my gun was ok, and saw it. In two pieces. On the floor. I gave up.


So ,now, I had to decide a direction to go in, as there was no other option. I saw a slight shimmering on the horizon that could be water vapor. I began to crawl in that direction, reasoning it was better that I move than stay in this sickening death ground.

I slowly inched away.

Chapter 2.
No Hope Now...

I methodically crawled forward on my front, flinching and screaming every time my leg touched the ground. I knew I was in bad shape, and that if I didn't get to a doctor, or get some medical attention, I would die. However, I accepted , with disturbing clarity,
the high chance of my death. In my shocked and battered state, death was no longer a fear. In fact, spending eternity in oblivion, away from my pain and suffering, would be bliss. However, determined to keep trying until my last breath, I still moved forward.
The shimmering on the horizon was still moving away from me. I must have covered at least 2 miles, yet there was still no sign of anyone, anything, and any water. Then, it hit me. I ad been crawling, following my false belief that there was water, without realizing
the possibility that it could be a mirage. And, as I had crawled so far, yet it was still no closer to me, that's what it was. As soon as the knowledge hit my mind, the shimmering disappeared.

You could not possibly understand the torment I was going through. Not only physically, but emotionally. To have followed a chance, my last hope, for nearly a day to find out it was nothing but a dream, had hit me hard. Not only that, but I had had no food, water,
or shelter, for about 2 days. Finally, I collapsed. Now, I really did not give a damn what happened. If I died, then so be it. In fact, I'd probably be more useful when dead, as food for the carrion eaters and scavengers. Since I was past the point of caring about myself,
I began to wonder about the others. Had anyone got out of the dropships?. I felt sure I'd seen the flares of jetpacks leap out just before the explosion. Probably not, I thought. Most likely only my imagination providing me with what I wished had happened.

Then, a dot appeared on the horizon. I dismissed it at first, but as it grew larger, I became excited. What if it was a group of survivors? a human rebel force? Then, sinking back into despair, I thought: What if it's the robots?
It became larger and larger, till it was only about 20 feet away. It was a normal recon vehicle, but I still couldn't tell if the inhabitants were robot, or human. I decided to act dead, till I could see for definite whether it
was our forces or theirs. It was really wishful thinking, as robots can scan for life signs, but it was better than nothing. Just. The vehicle drew up beside me, and I could now clearly see there were humans behind the wheel. I nearly sat up
and shouted, but something made me... stop. There was something wrong with these people. I could feel it. I decided it was better to stay dead, until I found out why they were here. The two people climbed out of the R.V (Recon Vehicle). I sneaked
a glance at them, and took note. One of them was tall, and thin, with grey hair, and an ill-fitting outfit. I decided he was about 45. The other guy was also tall, but not thin. He was wearing a suit, which I thought was odd attire for the wasteland.
I closed my eyes, and kept perfectly still.
'' 'Ere, Bob, it's a body!'' remarked one of them.
Bob replied '' Well o' course it is. Why the ruddy hell do you think we stopped?''
''Uh.. Oh yeah''
''Anyway, you heard what the robots said. We go out and look for remains of the drop pods, we stay alive. This has to be the best find so far''
''You think he's alive?''
''Does it matter? If he can hear us, he won't be able to do nothing about it. I mean, look at 'is back. I've never seen burns like those before''
''Maybe I should check.''
At this, one of them walked over, and stamped on my back. Involuntarily, I screamed in pain.
''See? we'll probably get a bigger reward with a live 'un''
I heard the other one walk over, and both grabbed my arms and legs in preparation to pick me up.
''Wait. You sure this is the right thing to do?''
''We don't have any choice. You wanna have the robots kill you?''

There was no reply. They picked me up, and roughly handled me into the back of the vehicle, me screaming with pain every second. They then blindfolded me.

We sped off. Every time we went over a rock, or a pothole, I screamed, or whimpered. This was getting to be too much. My likelihood of survival had still not gone up. These guys were undoubtedly scavengers for the robots, forced into service. The robots
would interrogate me, giving me far worse injuries, pain, and mutilations then I had now.

Suddenly, there was a large BANG, and the sound of something collapsing. What the..., I thought the car stopped, and something, from the sound of it another body,
was pushed out. I wondered what the hell was happening. One of them had obviously shot the other, but why? To save me? To gain a bigger reward? Or where they just mad? I dindn't know, and didn't care. Someone opened the back door. I tensed, waiting for the
inevitable shot. However, the person reached over, and undid my blindfold. I blinked, the sudden light hurting my eyes. The person stepped into my view, thankfully shading my eyes. It was the tall and thin one.

''You ok?'', he asked?
''I tried to move my lips, but it was hard. The lack of water had hardened my lips, making them crust and scab. I finally opened my mouth, causing some of the scabs to crack, and blood to come out. I managed to utter the word:
''No''.
''Didn't think so. You're probably wondering what's going on.''
I nodded, too tired to waste energy by speaking.
''I'm part of the UPB. We're a rebel force fighting the robots from below. I infiltrated the robots not long ago, posing as a helpless person, who would do anything to survive. I came out here to find survivors and equipment. We hadn't found anything good
till now. Are you getting this?''
I nodded. It seemed all too good to be true.
''Good. I'll take you back now. We need more fighters. Naturally, you'll get medical attention.''
I nodded again.
''But first, take this.''
He pulled a bottle out from his jacket, and put it to my lips.
''Steady now'', he said, letting a few drips enter my mouth, to moisten my tongue and lips. Then, he gave me a few bits of biscuit. To me, right now, it was like Christmas.
''Let's leave now'', he said, moving out of my field of view, and climbing into the front seat of the car.

We sped off again.

If only I could be bothered to read it

I've written fanfics before, though for other games. And I was impressed by this. Keep going! They're gre- *Shot for sounding like that stupid advert*

I like. Tis' good.

Aye! Seconded! MOAR!

WoW!This is gggggrreat!

GAH! GET HIM!

*Loud gunshots and chainsaw noises, screaming, then a thud.*

Thats better.

I'm sorry 3 solid, but there are 2 problems here:

1. Your name is a porno film (I saw it on a pop up one time).

2. It's me who keeps shooting you. Sorry.

ON TOPIC**: It's gggrrrreeeeaat!

I'm going to shoot you again for calling me a porno film and being an actor.

Gr- I mean.. Good story.

*shoots Venn*

lol thanks for all the possitive comments, I know there are some bits that need a bit more work but ill edit em later. Check back every so often to see if there are new bits added.

Pretty damn awesome, we need MOAR!!!!

there ya go, theres some more to get ur teeth stuck into... enjoy.

hes right. YOUR NAME IS A PORNO FILM!

The next person to say this wins a life time supply of my foot up they're ass.

oh oh oh, memememe... lol oj. Why do people think that? Btw anyone wana make better pics for each chapter? or do you think mine are ok? Dont even dare say they are! They onli took like 3 mins each so i suppose if i spend some time I could make better ones... Im still onli learning how to use gimp.

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anyone wana come up with a name for the story? Winner gets there name in the story