Post by Aaron68 on Apr 23, 2006 0:40:19 GMT -5
Tired...hot...scared...and thirsty the clone was. Ghost: Private 1st class CL-024/641. He was one of the first to arrive on Geonosis. But his ship was shot down by a battle droid on top of a high cliff. He was the only one to survive. He was the gunner on the left side of the ship, the shell really was what saved his life when the ship crashed.
His head was throbing in pain, for hours he marched across dust and heat as nothing happened. Nothing but him kicking up sand and dirt. He flipped his gun up over his shoulder and removed his helmate and breathed in heavily. He dropped to his knees. Sweat was dripping from his head like a sink. He couldn't take the heat any longer, his vision began to grow blurry. His muscles felt like someone was stabbing him. He threw his fun to the ground. It kicked dust back into his face.
He fell on his back. Waiting for death to come. He would let the heat kill him before he would take another step. He slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the hot ground.
He heard a loud fluttering noise and he instantly woke up. It was now darker out and he grew cold. He grabbed his fun and put on his helmate. He clicked a button on his helmate and a light turned on. Ge pointed his battle rifle where his light shined. He heard two more large flutter noises behimd him.
He spun around and saw nothing but black and dirt. He slowly got off his knees and stood up. A giant trail of dust kicked high in to the air as he heard another flutter noise.
"Hello? Who is there? I am a soldier of the republic. Private 1st class Ghost. He felt a large punch smash against his head causing him to do a fron flip, he crashed hard on the ground but ignored the pain as he got back up and turned around. A Geonosian stoff tall maybe seven feet high. Another flew next to it. Its bright yellow eyes shined in the night. They took a step toward him. Ghost however did not move, he stood his ground. Ghost pulled the trigger and a beam of red shot out of his rifle. The blast blew off the Geonosians head.
"I hate bugs." Ghost said. The other bug roared in his face and took off into the air. Ghost took three shots but missed each time. "Oh no." Ghost said to himself. It was probably going to bring mor of them.
He turned off his flash light so they wouldn't be able to see him running through the night. He took off running hoping to run into a mountain of a sort.
The cold quickly did not even phase Ghost. Running certainly got him warm. He tried to ifnore the thirst his body was demanding, try to concentrate his mind somewhere else, like how was he going to get off the planet. Over the horizon he could faintly see a mountain. He took off into a dead sprint. Any minute now more Geonosians wold be on him to fight him. He isn't afraid of them...he was just too tired to fight.
He tripped and smashed his head against something hard. He got up and looked around. Hairs all over his body instantly stood up. Thousands upon thousands of dead bodies of droids, Geonosians, and clone troopers were dead. He turned on his flashlight and quickly turned it off. He began to breath deep.
"What happened?" Ghost asked himself. Totally unaware of the battle that began the Clone War. TO BE CONTINUED
His head was throbing in pain, for hours he marched across dust and heat as nothing happened. Nothing but him kicking up sand and dirt. He flipped his gun up over his shoulder and removed his helmate and breathed in heavily. He dropped to his knees. Sweat was dripping from his head like a sink. He couldn't take the heat any longer, his vision began to grow blurry. His muscles felt like someone was stabbing him. He threw his fun to the ground. It kicked dust back into his face.
He fell on his back. Waiting for death to come. He would let the heat kill him before he would take another step. He slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the hot ground.
He heard a loud fluttering noise and he instantly woke up. It was now darker out and he grew cold. He grabbed his fun and put on his helmate. He clicked a button on his helmate and a light turned on. Ge pointed his battle rifle where his light shined. He heard two more large flutter noises behimd him.
He spun around and saw nothing but black and dirt. He slowly got off his knees and stood up. A giant trail of dust kicked high in to the air as he heard another flutter noise.
"Hello? Who is there? I am a soldier of the republic. Private 1st class Ghost. He felt a large punch smash against his head causing him to do a fron flip, he crashed hard on the ground but ignored the pain as he got back up and turned around. A Geonosian stoff tall maybe seven feet high. Another flew next to it. Its bright yellow eyes shined in the night. They took a step toward him. Ghost however did not move, he stood his ground. Ghost pulled the trigger and a beam of red shot out of his rifle. The blast blew off the Geonosians head.
"I hate bugs." Ghost said. The other bug roared in his face and took off into the air. Ghost took three shots but missed each time. "Oh no." Ghost said to himself. It was probably going to bring mor of them.
He turned off his flash light so they wouldn't be able to see him running through the night. He took off running hoping to run into a mountain of a sort.
The cold quickly did not even phase Ghost. Running certainly got him warm. He tried to ifnore the thirst his body was demanding, try to concentrate his mind somewhere else, like how was he going to get off the planet. Over the horizon he could faintly see a mountain. He took off into a dead sprint. Any minute now more Geonosians wold be on him to fight him. He isn't afraid of them...he was just too tired to fight.
He tripped and smashed his head against something hard. He got up and looked around. Hairs all over his body instantly stood up. Thousands upon thousands of dead bodies of droids, Geonosians, and clone troopers were dead. He turned on his flashlight and quickly turned it off. He began to breath deep.
"What happened?" Ghost asked himself. Totally unaware of the battle that began the Clone War. TO BE CONTINUED