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...at first, there was only darkness and peace. Suddenly, with a stir i awoke, my sheets trembling. i looked about in my large quarters for my fellow soldiers and with a fumbling hand i touch the switch. Lights beam down upon us, as more of my squad stirs from the trembling. "mmm...morning girls..feel that?" i smirk with a small taste of sarcasm in my voice. "sounds like we got a mini quake.." i look at my wrist to see what seems to be an alert signal and with that i nodded to my waking soldiers and leaped into our power suits, and walked into the Intel room. "this doesnt look good, guys" Jim, the heavy trooper, stomped in.
More squads seem to pour in the room, all in blue, red, grey, or black paintings, all in the marking of their own brotherhood. Ours was the Dark Angels, black painting with a skull with angel wings on our shoulders and front, scarred by the countless battles with this new alien...damn i cant remember...i think they called it...Zerg?..i shooked my head as the intel hologram screen turn on, showing us the screen of the outside world.
soon i felt a nudge from my other brethren, Sean Willams and Kyle Mackins. "looks like a dust storm is coming in, Carl" they murmured. i couldnt help but think..a dust storm? in the middle of the Fall season? "could be raiders, Sean, we cant tell and we shouldnt let this one slip"...
with the command from the general by the intel, all our suits blinked up a screen in front of us and the visors went down....yup...its time for war. i strutted with my squad down to the armory, looking at each and everyone of us. tired...exhausted..but ready. we soon came a stop to Gannel, the armorer, and with a few nods, got our new Gauss rifles. Man these babies felt so light in your hands..yet you know the power it held in that trigger. "hehe, after all of this, im going to need a janitor to scrap ya all off the floor!" Gannel sneered, always being doubtful. but with a sigh and angry glares from my teammates, we all headed out to the West side Gates.
As we marched onward to the gates, i noticed some siege tanks moving in as well, giving me a bad feeling. Sometimes i wish i didnt join the marines, but i need to protect my Amber...ohhh my Amber...the love and my only love. as we settled on the top floor of the gates and readied our rifles, i slowly look at my friends. their eyes sharp as eagles, their sweat beading down like river streams, every muscle becoming tuned in to the fight we were about to get. the trembling seems to grow stronger every minute, even the tiny pebbles on our massive walls shook and fell. "somethings not right...this cant be a storm" i whispered to myself, but i can tell the others had the same feeling too...




because of the fact that no one actually kind of cares about my RPs, Ive decided to kind of not write anymore..unless people are approved by these suspense ones, they can actually join this RP by placing in their point of perspective in the story..so..thank you..Love you Amber....and good luck averyone