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this is my next fanfic i have it all written down it just needs to be typed enjoy and dont forget to post feedback :D

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The Freeshooter

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Chris Reeves assembled his BR55 Battle Rifle. He rammed a clip into it’s chamber and ripped the hammer back. This had been his first attack on the Covenant since he had joined the Marine Corps he was very nervous he had only seen pictures of the Covenant; he had even seen there basic training sequences but he was anything but afraid. But now after 3 years of grueling training he was finally ready to take them on. At the moment he was in his quarters prepping for combat.

The team he was departing with was Division 6 in the operation called Desert Storm. The Covenant were planning and proceeding with an assault out in western Iraq. They were going to breech and capture the base for their own “Like hell!” Chris said out loud. He jammed an M6C pistol in his sidearm holster. There was a sudden knock on his door he grasped the metal know and swung the whole door open to his surprise it was his staff sergeant.

Chris remember this man well he was a burly man who looked an awful lot like Sergeant Johnson if this was your first time seeing him and you’ve seen Johnson before you would swear they were relatives but they aren’t. In fact they don’t even know each other. “5 minutes Reeves get your stuff ready” Sergeant Edwards said. “Yes Staff Sergeant” Chris said closing his door. Edwards walked toward the Pelican and got inside.

That was the thing about Chris’ room he was right next to the docks where the Pelicans are if he didn’t close his door the shut the reverse thrust of the Pelicans would not only slam his door shut but rustle any loose papers he had in his room. This meant he had to keep all loose papers under something heavy. Chris packed his bags they had clothes and ammo inside of them but mostly ammo. He opened his door and ran to the Pelican he was the last one on the bird.

“So you finally made it” a voice said to Chris’ right. He turned around to see a familiar face it was his best friend Jake Turner, they had know each other since grade school. “Hey, ready to tear the Covenant a new –blam!-?” Chris asked. “Hell yeah!” Jake said running a hand through his jet-black un combed hair. The Pelican lifted off and blasted out of the base the troops had just left from Buffalo. It would take a full hour to reach Iraq which meant an hour of sleep time for Chris. He closed his eyes, what seemed like seconds later Jake awaked him. Chris grabbed his Battle Rifle and jumped out of the Pelican, he then followed his Staff Sergeant they went straight to the training grounds. The training ground was pretty sketchy it had barbed wire, a climbing wall, targets you name it. Sergeant Edwards got one of his soldiers to mount a turret. Then he asked for the new recruits among the squad. Chris raised his hand proudly along with 6 other people out of the 15 people only 7 were new. “Alright,” Edwards started.

“Get under the barbed wire we’re going to get the fear out of you”

[Edited on 08.03.2007 6:16 PM PDT]

  • 07.27.2007 10:46 AM PDT
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Immediately after saying this he followed up by saying, “Start crawling.” Chris began to crawl with his rifle in his hands. The Sarge began to speak but no on could hear his voice. Sand flew up into the air Chris shut his eyes to avoid getting it in his eyes. The corporal on the turret began to fire over everyone’s heads. “Those are live rounds being fired at you!” Sarge yelled over the gunfire. Chris crawled and nearly made it to the end.

“If you lift your head up you will get –blamed!- up!” Sarge continued in indistinct “Keep moving common!” The person in front of Chris stopped and muttered out loud “I can’t do this..” “Keep moving your holding everyone up!” Chris exclaimed. “I CAN’T –blam!- do this!” he shouted. Crying in a hail of tears he raised his head through the barbed wire. “Noo!!!” Chris shouted but it was too late the man already had a bullet in his head. His body dangled on the barbed wire.

“Cease fire!!” Sarge yelled. He ran over to the body “Corpsman!” he called. When he finally got there he looked at the body. Dead. “-blam!-“ he cursed. He went quiet for a moment then seconds later he exploded, “I told you to keep your –blam!- head down if you listened to me you’d still be –blam!- alive right now. Stupid –blam!-” The whole training area went deathly silent as the corpsman hauled the body off the grounds. With the fear now out of the rookies they headed inside.

Sarge gave them their weapons. Chris was paired up with his best friend. Sargeant Edwards went to the end of the table “Shooter, Sniper, Shooter, Sniper…” he continued until he got to the end of the table.

Chris was the sniper and Jake was the shooter “Now…” Sarge began “Repeat after me, this is my rifle.” “This is my rifle” everyone repeated “There are many like it but this one is mine” they repeated again. “Without my rifle I am nothing” they repeated again “Without me my rifle is nothing” they repeated one last time. “-blam!- right” Sarge said to himself. Everyone walked outside when there was booming echo Chris spotted them in the flesh, The Covenant were here Chris leaned over to Jake and whispered “No tanks…”

A purple beam wised past Chris’ head, in an instant Chris pinpointed his attacker and fired his rifle, the bullet nailed the Elite in the head causing it to flip backwards. The whole squad was about 2 miles from the base with no hope of reinforcements they would have to fight with what they had, and prayed to God that they did not run out of ammo. Chris primed a grenade and threw it at the Elites feet the blast took out its shields and then in the right timing Chris spotted an M6C on the ground he dove for it and then took out his own M6C and set his sights on the vulnerable Elites

Without hesitation he pulled the trigger.



[Edited on 07.27.2007 10:48 AM PDT]

  • 07.27.2007 10:47 AM PDT
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It all seemed to happen in slow motion the rounds pierced the two Elites skulls causing them to die where they stood. Chris emptied the rest of his rounds on the fleeing grunts not to far off. It seems every enemy way killed in the battle. The marines gave a quick sigh. Chris took one final look at the small army he had finished off then turned around. With the battle win the marines decided to celebrate. They went back to their quarters and played loud music and drunk to there heart content. Chris sat down on a chair some random person sat down next to him. They didn’t say anything Chris only looked up when he recognized his favourite song.

“This is Time of Dying by 3 Days Grace” he said. Chris remembered his early teenage years when he used to blast music throughout the whole house. His parents told him to turn down the music but he didn’t listen to was too busy rocking his head off with Jake who loved the song as well. “I will not die…” Chris said to himself.

After 5 hours of partying Chris decided to call it a night he slept for a while but realized he could get to sleep, he figured he needed a quick walk. He went outside and began to walk when he bumped into something, he pulled out an MC6 and said “Who’s there?” there was no answer “Answer me!” he shouted. Tired of waiting he took out a flashlight and shined it on the head of the person. Surprisingly enough it was just a girl she had long blonde hair but she was unconscious. He also noticed she had a rope tangled around her leg “Whoa...” Chris said un-expecting that, he took out his combat knife and cut off the rope.

She also had a particle beam shot pierced through her right shoulder; blood escaped though the wound leaking onto Chris’ hand. “Damn” Chris cursed. He carried her to his quarters and started to take out a can of biofoam he stuck it into the wound and squeezed the bottle. She flinched slightly after the wound closed he wrapped surgical tape around it and put her arm in a splint.

A few hours later the girl awoke and got her bearings back she opened the door to Chris’ room. “Whoa! Settle down you still badly wounded!” Chris exclaimed grabbing her shoulder. She winced in pain “Oh, sorry your bad shoulder” Chris apologized. She looked at Chris for a second and sat down “I’m Chris, what’s your name?” He asked. “I’m Lauren, nice to meet you” She said smiling. “So what were you doing out so early in the morning?” Chris asked. The clock seemed to make a loud ticking noise “Well, my squad and I were on our way back our mission we completed it of course everything was going smoothly, no problems.” Lauren explained.

“That’s when they came…”

  • 08.03.2007 5:54 PM PDT
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dude wtf?! this is the biggest load of -blam!-! its just a remake of friggin Jarhead!!! i mean like wtf mate. get your ideas off movies but dont totally rip them off. are you paying royalties for such a breach in copyright?!? oh and you should also learn to run spell check or re read your work or take a course in grammar!

  • 08.03.2007 6:07 PM PDT
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dude wtf?! this is the biggest load of -blam!-! its just a remake of friggin Jarhead!!! i mean like wtf mate. get your ideas off movies but dont totally rip them off. are you paying royalties for such a breach in copyright?!? oh and you should also learn to run spell check or re read your work or take a course in grammar!

Ive never seen Jarhead seriously I havent i just used the lines cause my friend told me to use them I was like "Ok but its gunna sound cheesey" but now at least i have feed back to shove it my friends face thanks for the critezem though :)

  • 08.03.2007 6:13 PM PDT
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“They?” Chris pondered. “My squad” she started “Was slaughtered by the Covenant, it was a sneak attack we tried to call for help but they jammed our radios…” A tear rolled down her cheek “I-I lost my best friend in that attack. I tried to save him but it was too late he had already lost too much blood” Chris wanted to say something but he decided not to “DON’T YOU SEE?!?” Lauren shouted “This war is getting us no where!”

“Lauren…” Chris started softly “Look I understand what you’re going through but this isn’t the time for tears” Chris looked at the calendar it read February 14th 2522—Valentines Day. Suddenly out of no where an explosion rocked the entire base the smell of twisting and burning metal quickly filled Chris’ room. “-Blam!- they’re here!” Chris cursed. The Covenant was back from the attack today and was ready to settle unfinished business.

“Dammit!” Lauren cursed. Chris picked up an M90 shotgun off the wall in his room and waited. As expected an Elite clad in blue armour stuck its ugly head in the room. A shotgun blast followed ending its pitiful life “Chris!” Jake’s voice sounded through the halls. “Get out of here! I’ll take them” Sergeant Edwards shouted. They went right for the exit but a Elite got a lucky grenade in and landed it on Lauren’s back without her knowing but Chris grabbed it before it exploded.

Chris pushed Lauren with all his might to get her out of the way “RUN!” his voice boomed through the whole base before the grenade went off. Lauren ran out of the base after Jake. He turned around and asked “Where’s Chris?” “He’s still in the bas--” but she was interrupted by the explosion that blew up the base. “CHRIS!” Jake bellowed. He was gone forever lost inside a fiery inferno. With heavy hearts the two walked away from the base after 2 hours of searching for some form of civilization they collapsed on the ground and slept.

In the morning they awoke to find that they were still in the same spot as before. They both got up trying not to think about food or water, they figured in the sand approached them. Unfortunately luck was not on there side this time it was the Elites from the base there was only three of them though they were about to attack when they saw a speeding Warthog in the distance.


[Edited on 08.10.2007 8:02 AM PDT]

  • 08.03.2007 6:34 PM PDT