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 Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 6:18 pm
ᾟ Є ζ Ҏ Ӎ Є !
Two solders were left behind in enemy territory. Everyday they were beaten horribly tortured and abused. After roughly three years of this horror the men are rescued by the government. After being brought home and back to where their families the two find that they can not exist with out the other....So they go and try to find each other....
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 6:23 pm
ᾟ Є ζ Ҏ Ӎ Є !
ʗ ɧ α ρ ʈ е ʀ ʂ
Chapter 1: The Mission~: This chapter is the introduction to the story. Seth and Kyle are on there mission in the middle of the jungle. The crew has no idea where they are specifically!
Chapter 2: Captured~: Kyle and Seth are the only survivors of the fire fight of the failed mission. They are brought back to the enemy's base and are tortured horribly for information. Yet the two said nothing! Seth, because he is much bigger and in charge of the mission got it worse! Kyle tires to protect Seth while being tied to a pole to watch the enemy 'abuse' Seth right in front of him.
Chapter 3: Year one~ : The first year of pain! Kyle gets his right arm broken.
Chapter 4: Year two~ : Seth kills five men that abused Kyle to which they break his leg and nearly drown him.
Chapter 5: Year three~ : Kyle finally submits to the enemy after seeing them do some really nasty things to Seth. Kyle lies to the enemy in order to gain some privileges. Kyle gets things to make his cellphone work and he radios in for help.
Chapter 6: Saved~ : Kyle and Seth are finally rescued after three whole years of suffering.
Chapter 7: I'll find you~ : The two, after being apart for over three months are suffering from withdrawals from each other. They both realize that they need each other more than they thought.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 6:29 pm
ᾟ Є ζ Ҏ Ӎ Є !
ʗ α ʂ ʈ
Name
Seth Jackson
Reference
Date Of Birth/ Age
09/06/1982 / 26
Personality
Strong willed, quiet, nice, shy, determined, brotherly, disciplined
Rank
Sniper
Intel
Seth had always been different growing up on the farm with just his step mother, who is black, and his two siblings, who are both mixed race. They always knew that under his exterior was a very 'sweet' man. Seth was always made fun of for liking things like pink ruffles and stuff the girls liked. As he grew up he toughened up and enlisted into the Marines. He became a sniper and went on that fated mission...
Identity
Chris Winters
Name
Kyle Robinson
Reference
Date Of Birth/ Age
03/10/1988/ 21
Personality
Shy at times but hes also loud. He hates being told what to do and being picked on because hes the youngest. Hes always trying to do things his way even if they don't always work to his advantage.
Rank
Staff Sargent First Class Communications
Intel
Kyle is from Southern California. He only has his brother. His parents died when they were younger so he decided to join the army.
Identity
Tishie
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 7:24 pm
He stood there in the middle of the wheat field looking out at the glowing horizon of the early morning sun rise. His deep brown eyes looked outward feeling the familiar pain of what he endured for three years of his life. All though three years does not sound like a long time in the grand scheme of things. For him and one other...three years was a life time. Seth sighed while still watching the sun slowly rise as he remembered his friend and the person that had been through hell and back with him, Kyle ...
Chapter 1: The Mission~
Seth sat in the back of the helicopter as he could barely hear anything from the whirling power of the helicopter blades. His covered brown eyes looked around seeing people he knew: Kyle, Jim, Dave, Marv, and Tasha. Seth smiled inwardly seeing them all click together while he remained on the outside looking in. It's better this way... He thought to himself while holding his AR-15 riffle. Out of a rather small window Seth saw a vast canopy of tropical plant life and a vast rain-forest that seemed to devour the world with its infinite tropical grasp. His lip curled lightly while seeing a flock of tropical birds flying off in the distance and he closed his eyes for only a brief moment remembering what his father told him about those birds. He then opened his eyes for he could hear Marv and Dave talking about sports and what have you.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 7:34 pm
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete Kyle sat in the helicopter not talking to anyone. His fingers fiddling with his brand new dog tags. He was nervous. It was his first mission. He thought about what his brother had told him. "Just be careful, watch your back, and you will be ok." The words echoed threw the young boys head. His blue eyes were still locked on the floor. He had a bad feeling. He figured it was just from his nerves. Ya that had to be it. He was nervous. Nothing more. A soft sigh escaped his lips. Unheard by everyone due to the whipping of the helicopter blades. He was starting to wish he had not eaten breakfast. He felt like throwing up. I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 7:42 pm
Seth looked around and noticed that Kyle, the newbie, looked a little motion sick. "You okay?" He asked with his deep yet soft voice. His deep brown eyes looked not directly at the other male but rather slightly lower as if he was looking at the floor. Yet that was how Seth was, he never made eye contact unless he was angry. Suddenly the others turned to see that Seth actually said something, for he usually says nothing. Seth just sighed silently while the helicopter started to descend.
"Okay guys listen up! Were here!" The pilot spoke while landing the chopper. "Get to the checkpoint just one hundred clicks north of this location!" The pilot spoke again.
The chopper landed in the middle of a field! Everyone on board immediately evacuated out of the chopper and got into a defensive formation
Seth stood with his back turned to the helicopter while pointing his riffle out at the emptiness of the field. The man was silent the entire time. This was no time for horse play and he damn well knew that. Seth had to get home he had to help his mother with his siblings. He was not going to die out here like his father! Seth was actually appointed squad leader to which he motioned with his hands and directed the others to get down on the ground and look out for hostiles.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 7:55 pm
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete Kyle looked up hearing the other speak. It was his leader, Seth. "Ya" He said as the pilots voice came over the intercom system. He gulped as they touched down. He did as he was trained getting out and fallowing orders. He held his gun in his arms looking around. His heart beating fast. He fallowed behind the others. HE was terrified and excited. He was just going to listen, get in, and get out. I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 8:39 pm
It was actually Seth who was the one that started to talk in a rather professional manner, "Kyle and Dave you two cover the sides." He paused while checking his riffle to make sure it had a well stocked clip, "Jim and Marv cover Tasha...she's our medic so if s**t happens then we're all ********>" He then looked around with his sniper trained eyes while the jungle was oddly silent. "I'll be on point..." He spoke while pointing his riffle to the front of him. Seth looked around while making sure that the rather small squad was safe from harm. "We're in enemy territory...so keep a sharp look out...." Those words would forever haunt him...those words would damn him roughly four years later...
The group found them selves aver roughly an hour or so of trekking through a thick and tropical jungle to while all things seemed to go according to plan. Everyone remained silent while the thoughts of a successful mission were all on their minds. The group found themselves now walking next to a rather cool stream where they saw a small group of tropical birds flying about. Seth was actually in awe of their unique beauty while he still looked around the foliage. Once they reached the water fall.....all hell broke loose....then for Seth....everything went black......
"TASHA! OH MY GOD NO! TASHA!" Seth could hear someone screaming...while the sounds of bullets flying around them could be heard...yet Seth was unable to act......
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 9:02 pm
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incompleteKyle did as he was told. His heart never slowing down. He said nothing. He reached up to wipe his brow from the sweat. The next thing he knew gun shots fired. He could hear someone screaming about there medic. His baby blue eyes widened as he watched the women get shot right before his eyes. His first instinct was to help. He knew a bit about medic work so he could help. He ran dodging the bullets. Before he could reach her a soldier stopped in front of him. He stumbled to his feet trying to stop. When he looked up at the soldier the man was grinning. He said something before hitting Kyle in the head. Everything went black and all kyle could hear was the fading noises of screaming and gunfire. I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:11 pm
 ☆☠☆〖 Quι βeαяʂ 〗☆☠☆ Slowly the sun was emerging from the horizon to which the warmth of the suns rays touched the scared flesh of Seth. Shirtless you could see many scars all over his chest, mostly looking like burns from a hot poker. Yet covering the man's face is a rather large bandage on his right cheek..something he would never forget........
Chapter Two: Captured
It seemed like forever since Seth had his eyes opened...all he could see in his mind was faint images of his comrades all being burned alive...all but Tasha, who was already dead. <********>! He screamed in his mind while oddly remembering the smell of burning flesh and hearing the cries of pain and pure suffering. Yet. One was missing from the pier, Kyle. Seth opened his eyes wide while screaming out of pure madness and horror to which caught the attention of his captures. The sound of laughter could be heard as the sniper stood tied to a wooden pole while looking at a large pile of ashes...and military camo...The brunet cursed in his mind while looking for a way to either kill all of these bastards or escape...yet he could not leave Kyle...who was tied to a pole right next to him. The young man then noticed that he could not move his head about for that too was tied to the damn pole. Damn it! How did this all happen? He asked himself while closing his eyes for a short moment for he was trying to evaluate what went wrong. ☆☠☆〖 Ŀøvεʂ Υøʋ 〗☆☠☆
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:27 pm
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incompleteKyle was still out cold. His baby blue eyes slowly opened. His head was throbbing. A groan escaped the poor mans lips as he looked around. The smell of rotting burning flesh in the air. He could feel his stomach flipping at the smell. He tried to remember what happened. They were being attacked, he was tying to help the medic.then he got hit in the head and blacked out. Ya that was it. He looked around trying to move when he realized he was tied up. I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:47 pm
☆☠☆〖 Quι βeαяʂ 〗☆☠☆ A rather tall man with dark brown skin and long black dreadlocks walked slowly up to the two captives. The rather intimidating man got right in the face of Seth for only a short moment while breathing a thick grey smoke in the farmer's face. "Well der what doo we ave er!" The man spoke with a heavy Nigerian accent while pacing now over towards Kyle. An Aryan man with a shiny bald head and a rather buff body was sitting on a broken folding chair with his large feet in the air spoke with an Americanized tone, "Looks like we have here a bunch of wankers!" He spoke while a large cigar hung from his mouth.
Seth growled with a low tone while his deep brown eyes focused on the Nigerian man. "Are yoo da ledah of dis task force?" The man with the dreadlocks asked while Seth chose to ignore him. Then men standing by the fire watched the two young men that were tied to those make shift wooden poles with twisted smiles. In a language that the two solders could not understand, they spoke while obviously talking about them with such hate and cruelty in their words.
Seth just stood there, drained, he knew he needed to see if Kyle was alright so the man tried to look at the other to see if he was okay, "Ky...le?" He spoke in a rather strained way. The brunet, who was covered in old stale blood, spoke again while his body shuddered lightly out of pain, "I...m...so...sorry..." He felt the oh so familiar sting from his salty tears burning his eyes as he held them back. "I...fail..ed...all" He spoke in broken English for he was so tired, and had been standing like that for four hours.
The Nigerian man with the dreadlocks slapped Seth in the face causing blood to spurt from the impact spoke again, "Are yoo dah leadah of dis task force?" Seth growled while now glaring right at the man focusing on his eyes. "Yes," He spoke while trying to sound strong, "I am..." Seth noticed the red hot poker which made his eyes wince, "Why?" He asked while his thoughts ran a muck in his mind. They are going to torture us....I can't let them hurt Kyle...he was not in charge of this mission....
The rather dark skinned man, that was holding the red hot poker, made his way over to Seth and just simply looked at the man's pale flesh. In a strange language he spoke to another man and then they all broke out laughing. One man with dreadlocks held the brunet's face while the Aryan drew a swastika on the right cheek of the multicultural sniper. ☆☠☆〖 Ŀøvεʂ Υøʋ 〗☆☠☆
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 10:55 pm
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incompleteKyle looked up to see the group of men. He noticed one of them walking over tword something. He turned his head seeing his captain. He watched as the smoker walked up to Seth. He listened to the others words as well. He was going to say something but stopped seeing the smoking soldier walking up to him. His eyes widened, full of fear. His body ached. He recognized the man before him. It was the one who had hit him with the gun. He then heard another speak. His baby blue eyes looked over seeing the bald man. He wanted to walk over and punch the guy after hearing his comment. His eyes filling with anger. He watched as the man grabbed a heated poker out of the fire and walk over to Seth. "DONT TOUCH HIM" He yelled seeing the man carving something into the mans cheek. The smell of the burning flesh filled Kyle's nostrils. His stomach twisted again. He felt like he was going to lose whatever he had in his stomach. His baby blue eyes watched as the man drew the symbol. He couldn't take it anymore. His baby blue eyes filled with rage and anger and even as scared as he was his body acted on its own. He struggled to get free. The ropes now burning his skin from the friction. He didn't know why he was trying to escape or even what he would do when he did. I'll take your invitation
You take all of me now...
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 1:20 pm
The man wit the dreadlocks spun around wit the red hot poker and just grinned while his almost rancid breath seemed from his mouth as he spoke right in the face of Kyle. "Whats da madda boy!" The man spoke while laughing at the failed attempts that this man made to try and escape. "Yah boyfriend gettin hurt odda yoo!?" Another man tat was a lot thinner and less bulk then the other two walked out from what looked like a make shift hut wearing military clothing. His black eyes narrowed at the sight of kyle and Seth to which he just grunted. The man turned away and walked back inside rater silently.
Seth screamed out of mind blowing pain from the hot poker being dragged across his cheek to which the scent of his own burning flesh made him want to vomit. When the pain stopped, or at least dulled, Seth glared at the men and shouted rather harshly, "YOU BASTARDS!" Seth growled yet he felt more pain as he spoke to which he just grit his teeth and kept all of his anger in. Yet all he could hear was their laughter...their cruel sick laughter that seemed to radiate evil.
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 4:27 pm
"******** YOU" Kyle growled still struggling to get free. He didn't like the captain like that. Ya he was gay but he didn't want to save the man for that reason. He wanted to save both of them. "Why don't you go ******** yourself with that poker" Kyle said with a grin. He didn't know were this new found courage was coming from. Maybe it was the fact he was so scared that he was just doing things without thinking. He continued to struggle against the ropes. His skin turning red as the friction burned his wrist. He ignored the pain. He only had one thing that he wanted. To be free and save his commander. Thats all he cared about right now. His baby blue eyes were full of rage as he glared at the man with dreadlocks. He figured he could take him. If he managed to knock both men out he could untie the older male and they could run away and find help.
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