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PostedSep 12, 2010 12:30 pm

Your typical Two Temple Ds2 match.

Story. I know i cant write.
Captain Wynters squinted as he watched the gunship that had dropped them of leave. He scanned over the ruins surrounding him and the team of seven Privates he was leading. The wind sweeping through chilled him. He didn't why Command wanted this place destroyed so badly, it seemed nature had already done the job.

"Captain, you alright there?" Private Lawson's expression of concern was easily seen, despite his full-face helmet.

"Yeah, I'm alright," he replied, cöcking his gun. "Come on, we need to get this bomb planted."

Lawson nodded and cöcked his weapon as well. Wynters motioned towards the right, and the unit moved out. Turning the corner of their drop-area, The team stood in from of a hole that led to a network of catacombs underneath the deserted temple. Wynters, looking over the map Intel had given them, saw that it led straight to one of the area's they needed to bomb. Wynters dropped down into the hole, his fall kicking up a cloud of dust. Surprisingly, there was enough sunlight filling the tunnel to see without the need for any artificial lighting. Lawson and the other privates followed suit, dropping into the tunnel.

Wind swirled through the passageway, it's sound almost like a dull moan.

"Smith, Jacobs, stay here and watch our exit." The privates nodded and took up defensive positions.

Wynters and the remaining five privates advanced through the catacombs unapposed. The privates, eager to get the mission over with, ran over the piles of rubble, attempting to get to the bomb site as quick as possible. Wynters however, slowly advanced, looking around for any signs of trouble. He saw none. Until...

"Lawson, come over here," Wynters said, his eyes glued to the wall.

"Sir?"

"Look at this," Wynters said, his fingers running along a deep gash in the wall. "What do you think this is?"

Before Lawson could answer, a scream ripped through the tunnel. Gunfire echoed through the tunnels for a short few seconds, then stopped. The team froze, and the place was deathly quiet.

"What the...?"

"C-captain," Private Banks sputtered out. "Should we go back and check on them?"

Wynters nodded. If any enemy soldiers were here, they'd need to be killed before thay planted the bomb. The team backtracked their way through the tunnel. Upon making their way to the tunnel exit, the team froze. The sight that Wynters saw was horrific.

Blood painted the wall, and bits of Smith and Jacobs littered the area, their gore staining the area bright red. A head rolled down the passageway, it's face torn into an unrecognizable shape.

"Holy ****," Lawson breathed out. "What in God's name did this?"

"I don't know," Wynters replied. "But we should keep moving."

Before Wynters could turn to leave, something jumped down into the tunnel. It's face was bathed in blood, and it's eyes gave off a bright blue glow. For a few short seconds, it didn't move. Wynters and his privates simply stared at it. Then, the creature exploded into motion, charging down the tunnel straight at the team. Wynters opened fire, but the creature seemed to soak up the bullets.

It dashed past Wynters and grabbed ahold of Private Flanders, it's burly frame crushing him into the wall. Flanders' skull split open upon impact with the stone, blood spraying all over the creature. It began to slam it's arms into Flanders', it's claws ripping his body open as if it were a rag doll.

Wynters dashed at the wolf, his knife drawn. Wynters latched onto the thing's back, and started to drive the knife into it's neck. It roared in pain, shaking to try and throw the red soldier off of him. But Wynters held on tight, stabbing it until it dropped to the ground, and stopped moving.

The rest of the privates stood still, shocked at what they had just seen.

"*****... is that a... wolf?" Lawson said, his eyes staring at the hairy body laying on the ground.

A private, disbelieving, spoke up. "Aren't werewolves myths?!"

"Apparently not..."

"Look at the pants," said Wynters. "Those are GD's fatigues. And the shoulderpad, that's GD armor."

"GD? What the Hard are they doing here?" asked Lawson.

"I have no idea, but I'm not going to stand around here and find out."

Wynters urged his group onwards, through the tunnels. They made it to the end without any other ecounters, and up into a small room with an altar.

"Well, here's the bomb site," Wynters said aloud. "Lawson."

The private nooded and began to set up the bomb, it's loud beebing echoing throughout the room. As soon as the bomb was activated, Wynters heard noise coming from every direction. The privates shouldered their weapons, anticipating an attack. Then, wolves filled the room, but they were different from the one they had encountered in the tunnel. Four wolves, much smaller then the one they had seen in the tunnel, ran along the ceiling of the room.

Wynters and his privates fired at the green monsters, and one of them got caught in the head with a bullet, but only one. The other three lept upon Wynters' team, ripping them to shreads. Wynters watch, wide-eyed as one of the wolves grabbed onto Lawson, and began slashing and biting at his head. It's sharp teeth sliced into his flesh like a knife through butter. It began to devour his corpse, it's few wounds healing rapidly as it ate.

Wynters, glancing back at the bomb, noticed it only had 20 seconds to blow. Coupled with the wolves tearing his team to shreds, it was enough for him to retreat. Wynters ran up a small pair of stairs and into a courtyard, panic washing through his mind. Only one private had made it out with him, Gibbs.

Wynters and the private turned, waiting for the wolves to come out, and not a second to soon. The wolves, having already killed the rest of the team, ran out into the courtyard, and the two soldiers opened fire. At this distance, Wynters and Gibbs could easily fire upon them before they got too close. The three all advanced straight at them, together.

Wynters and Gibbs sprayed their AUG's at the wolves, and the wolves died before they reached them, their bodies riddled with bullets.

Wynters lowered his gun and exhaled. He turned to Gibbs with a smile. "Good job."

Gibbs silently nodded, his expression a mix of terror and anger. Suddenly, the roof of the temple exploded, the bomb having went off. Wynters nodded, a grim look was tacked onto his face.

"Come on, we have another site to get to. It should be through this large door..."

Before Wynters and Gibbs could walk through the door, something dropped onto the groudn before them.

"What the...?"

The blue object exploded, and shards of it shot through the air, peircing deep into the flesh of the soldiers. Wynters felt the cold bury into his flesh, and he was barely able to move as if he was hypothermic. The slowly turned to see another wolf, covered in sharp, chrystillized ice, and another one, bigger, and tougher, with two large blades strapped to it's arms. Gibbs quickly aimed and put a bullet into the head of the icy wolf, blood jetting from it's frozen head as it collapsed on the ground. The other wolf, noticing his dead companion, charged forward.

The two shot at the wolf, but it seemed to shrug off the bullets as if they were just mosqito bites. It covered the distance quickly, and was soon within reach of Gibbs. It reared back it's bladed armed and rammed it into Gibbs' torso, impaling him. Gibbs, still hanging onto life, was wide-eyed as it stared into the wolves face. He coughed up a ball of blood as the wolf threw him off of the blades, dropping him onto the ground.

Gibbs stared up into the sky as he bled out on the grass.

Wynters raised his weapon again, and a familiar click sounded as he pulled the trigger.

****.

The wolf charged forward, and Wynters rolled to the side, dodging it's blades. Wynters drew his knife and attempted to slash it. The knife connected, and it howled as the knife bit into it's flesh. Wrentching it's blades from the wall, it attempted to stab at Wynters over and over again. But Wynters kept dodging. For five minutes the two danced. After dozens of slashed Wynters' strength began to wane, and so was the wolves. Enraged, the wolf lept back, and stopped stabbing. Wynters stood, wondering what it was doing.

The wolf rolled it's arms into a ball, and blue fire began to jet from them. The wolf charged at him as flames engulfed it's body. Wynters was too surprised to move out of the way. As the wolf came within arms reach, the blue flames turned bright yellow, and the wolf exploded.

Wynters was thrown back into a pillar from the explosion, his breath knocked out of him. He fell onto the ground, adn struggled to get up, taking long, ragged breaths. He looked down at himself. His armor had been blown open, and his vitals reader was going crazy. All he had left was his pistol, his knife, and the remaining bomb. He picked himself up off the ground and limped into the doorway.

The room was rather large, it's decaying structure held up only by four pillars. Wynters limped over and began to plant the bomb. After he punched in the actication code, he threw it down on the floor, waiting for it to explode. He waited, content on dying here.

He closed his eyes, listening to the beep of the explosive.

Then, the earth began to shake. Wynters' eyes shot open, and he was surpsired at what he saw. A gigantic wolf, nearly furless slowly stromped it's was into the room. It opened it's large mouth and roared, it's cry shattering the air. Wynters lifted his pistol, and shot at it in a futile attempt to kill it. It deflected the bullets with it's chrystal arms, and continued to move forward.

Wynters couldn't do anything, he was too weak to move. The wolf reached him and wrapped int's large hands around his torso. Wynters reeled from it's mephitic breath, and tried to push it's arms off of him.The wolf tossed Wynters across the roof and into a wall.

Wynters felt his ribs crack as he impacted with the wall, and pain flooded his mind.

The wolf slowly closed in, and was soon looking down upon the broken soldier. Wynters, racked with pain, managed to crack a small smile. His mouth filled with blood, he managed to breath out one word...

Boom.

The bomb exploded, blowing away the pillars supporting the room. The wolf, trying to shield itself, held it's arms over it's head as the room collapsed, but to no avail. The large chunks of rock crushed the guardian, splattering it's blood over the newly made rubble.

Wynters looked up, the roof above him beginning to crack, threatening to fall. He mouthed small prayer before he died.

Yesterday, Wynters' son turned 3.



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General Rykers stood proudly over the rubble of the French Temple, with a feeling close to glee. He oversaw his privates clawing through the rock, looking for signs of the soldiers.

"Sir!" shouted a private. "We found something!"

The private dashed over, presenting dog tags to the General. They read "Wynters."

The General handed them back to the private. "Destroy them."

"What?"

"Destroy them, the body too. These men were never here, you understand?"

Reluctantly, the Private Griggs gave the order along to the other men.



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As the bodies burned, Griggs rubbed his fingers over the dog tags.
He tucked them into his pocket before his unit left.

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HolySylent

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PostedSep 17, 2010 11:41 pm
25 views and no comments? I'd like feedback, negative or not. @_@

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PostedSep 18, 2010 12:28 am
TL;DR

also needs moar innuendo

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PostedSep 18, 2010 6:04 am
I don haz time to read it all XD Ill read it later.

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HolySylent

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PostedSep 18, 2010 8:46 am
raknon wrote:
TL;DR

also needs moar innuendo  


No wolf boobs for you Rak.

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Vongola357

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PostedSep 18, 2010 9:04 am
How come the wolvez never win?

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PostedSep 18, 2010 12:58 pm
Techically it was a draw. One of the red's was a lagger. >.>

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PostedSep 18, 2010 12:59 pm
HolySylent wrote:
Techically it was a draw. One of the red's was a lagger. >.>  



still need MOAR innuendo Wink

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PostedSep 18, 2010 1:00 pm
It may sound messed up but i started cracking up when I saw that wynter's son turned 3.

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PostedSep 18, 2010 2:30 pm
That's messed up vong. <,<

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