Spartan103
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...desert? tell me what you 1? Revelations
See no Evil
Ch1- [zone]-Earth[CentralAmerica]/[date]-03,12,2112/[time]-0900hrs/[category]-classified
The world was finally peaceful, WWIII had finally ended, conflict in Israel has now become tranquility, the economical depression has now become wealth, and world crime rates have decreased. The world, “Earth” has become a theoretical Eden. Overall the military still trains soldiers incase of any threats or attacks. That is until March 12, 2112 the day the revelations started.
Beeping, and mechanical whistles and whines can be heard, a man enters, grey and aged by time, wearing a pair of remarkably shiny unscuffed dress shoes and a perfect unwrinkled uniform which almost looked like it was tailored onto his body. On this uniform was a wide assortment of medals and a well earned rack including the medal of honor and valor. His past in the military was well decorated and he was visibly scarred from battle in the line of duty.
The battle wise war hero steps down an isle of 6 metal tables each with an unconscious soldier hooked up to complex machines by wires and tubes with blood and strange fluids rushing in and out of them. He walks through the dark illuminated room and the isle of unconscious soldiers up to a rather small pale man with rapidly thinning hair. The small pale man said “Sir, soldier number….” After a short akward pause, “uh 1602 has been completing the enhancement procedures rather quickly.” “And?” asked the decorated man. “Well Commander, sir,” the small man said uneasily, “this is abnormal, while the rest take up from 6 to 7 days per procedure, he only needs 3 days! It unbelievable!” exclaimed the little man. “Well then, notify me when he wakes up,” ordered the commander. As the commander walked away he reviewed the sodiers M.E.D file.
Soldier#-[1602]=classification-[flight/infantry/spec-ops]
M.E.D-[cerebral-enhancement3302/reflex-fine-tuning5007/
[muscle-enhancement 8202]
The sound of splashing mud is hears, accompanied by the roar of an engine, blasting speed metal, and a chorus of laughing and yelling men. Your view expands, four men are driving a military grade jeep through a dense jungle just outside of what appears to be a military outpost. The four men approach the entrance of the fenced in area. As they pull up in the muddy jeep a heavily armed soldier dressed in cameo approaches the driver. “So, out on another joyride Sam?” asked the soldier “you four need to report to the Captain, she’s got some fresh meat for ya’ from what I heard, and she’s not too happy you left without permission”. The five laughed together for a short moment then Sam ended it with “I read ya’ loud and clear, let us in”.
The men in the jeep pulled into a metal half-cylinder hanger and parked in a yellow rectangle painted sloppily on the dirty concrete labeled armored ATV. The men step out of the jeep as their commanding officer, Captain Samantha Marks, walks over to them like a stiff board has been nailed to her back. Sam along with Markus, Nathan, and Jacob (the three others in the jeep) snapped to attention and could see an almost triumphant look on her face as she approaches them. Nathan steppes forward “What’s with the grin ma’am?” he asked, “Well, I’ve got three new recruits, and we have been notified that your team and I have been assigned to a top secret mission which we could really use, and I have been given my own ship to command” answered the Captain, “Report back to your bunks to greet your new squad members” she ordered. The four soldiers saluted and left the bunker.
As they enter the bunkroom they see every bed and supply trunk neatly organized, among them were three open unruly trunks with clothes and memoirs’ strewn about them, and the beds each had a heap of sheets piled on top of them. Three soldiers stood next to one of the unruly bunks nervously and excitedly chatting. They were an interesting group, one was tall, broad shouldered, almost no fat on his body, and looked like he could lift a car, to his left was a woman who looked just barely old enough to be enlisted in the military, she was short, well defined, short blonde hair stung up into a ponytail, and to her left was a middle sized man who had short brown hair, and looked like an average soldier but was slightly more attentive than the other soldiers and noticed the other four walk in. the others remained completely oblivious to what was going on but the observant soldier went back to the meaningless conversation they were having.
“Hey newbies, this your first black op mission?” asked Markus. “oh hi I’m Alex, and yea I cant wait, I’ve always wanted to be involved in blackened projects but now I’m part of one” exclaimed Alex. “Guess you are rookies, black ops aren’t all that exciting” Markus said nervously as Alex walked her fingers up his torso, “this is the longest conversation you’ve ever had with a woman, huh” said Alex in a seductive tone, laughed then gave him a hard boyish
See no Evil
Ch1- [zone]-Earth[CentralAmerica]/[date]-03,12,2112/[time]-0900hrs/[category]-classified
The world was finally peaceful, WWIII had finally ended, conflict in Israel has now become tranquility, the economical depression has now become wealth, and world crime rates have decreased. The world, “Earth” has become a theoretical Eden. Overall the military still trains soldiers incase of any threats or attacks. That is until March 12, 2112 the day the revelations started.
Beeping, and mechanical whistles and whines can be heard, a man enters, grey and aged by time, wearing a pair of remarkably shiny unscuffed dress shoes and a perfect unwrinkled uniform which almost looked like it was tailored onto his body. On this uniform was a wide assortment of medals and a well earned rack including the medal of honor and valor. His past in the military was well decorated and he was visibly scarred from battle in the line of duty.
The battle wise war hero steps down an isle of 6 metal tables each with an unconscious soldier hooked up to complex machines by wires and tubes with blood and strange fluids rushing in and out of them. He walks through the dark illuminated room and the isle of unconscious soldiers up to a rather small pale man with rapidly thinning hair. The small pale man said “Sir, soldier number….” After a short akward pause, “uh 1602 has been completing the enhancement procedures rather quickly.” “And?” asked the decorated man. “Well Commander, sir,” the small man said uneasily, “this is abnormal, while the rest take up from 6 to 7 days per procedure, he only needs 3 days! It unbelievable!” exclaimed the little man. “Well then, notify me when he wakes up,” ordered the commander. As the commander walked away he reviewed the sodiers M.E.D file.
Soldier#-[1602]=classification-[flight/infantry/spec-ops]
M.E.D-[cerebral-enhancement3302/reflex-fine-tuning5007/
[muscle-enhancement 8202]
The sound of splashing mud is hears, accompanied by the roar of an engine, blasting speed metal, and a chorus of laughing and yelling men. Your view expands, four men are driving a military grade jeep through a dense jungle just outside of what appears to be a military outpost. The four men approach the entrance of the fenced in area. As they pull up in the muddy jeep a heavily armed soldier dressed in cameo approaches the driver. “So, out on another joyride Sam?” asked the soldier “you four need to report to the Captain, she’s got some fresh meat for ya’ from what I heard, and she’s not too happy you left without permission”. The five laughed together for a short moment then Sam ended it with “I read ya’ loud and clear, let us in”.
The men in the jeep pulled into a metal half-cylinder hanger and parked in a yellow rectangle painted sloppily on the dirty concrete labeled armored ATV. The men step out of the jeep as their commanding officer, Captain Samantha Marks, walks over to them like a stiff board has been nailed to her back. Sam along with Markus, Nathan, and Jacob (the three others in the jeep) snapped to attention and could see an almost triumphant look on her face as she approaches them. Nathan steppes forward “What’s with the grin ma’am?” he asked, “Well, I’ve got three new recruits, and we have been notified that your team and I have been assigned to a top secret mission which we could really use, and I have been given my own ship to command” answered the Captain, “Report back to your bunks to greet your new squad members” she ordered. The four soldiers saluted and left the bunker.
As they enter the bunkroom they see every bed and supply trunk neatly organized, among them were three open unruly trunks with clothes and memoirs’ strewn about them, and the beds each had a heap of sheets piled on top of them. Three soldiers stood next to one of the unruly bunks nervously and excitedly chatting. They were an interesting group, one was tall, broad shouldered, almost no fat on his body, and looked like he could lift a car, to his left was a woman who looked just barely old enough to be enlisted in the military, she was short, well defined, short blonde hair stung up into a ponytail, and to her left was a middle sized man who had short brown hair, and looked like an average soldier but was slightly more attentive than the other soldiers and noticed the other four walk in. the others remained completely oblivious to what was going on but the observant soldier went back to the meaningless conversation they were having.
“Hey newbies, this your first black op mission?” asked Markus. “oh hi I’m Alex, and yea I cant wait, I’ve always wanted to be involved in blackened projects but now I’m part of one” exclaimed Alex. “Guess you are rookies, black ops aren’t all that exciting” Markus said nervously as Alex walked her fingers up his torso, “this is the longest conversation you’ve ever had with a woman, huh” said Alex in a seductive tone, laughed then gave him a hard boyish