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LifeisStrange
01-14-2007, 01:27 PM
Hi, this is Chief Master Assault Sergeant Keylan Taraj of the United Earth Star Marine Corps Ghosts. You've probably wondered where I've been all this time. Well, its a long story, but you might wanna stick around. It all started back in 2236, when i was 15.


A knock at the door.

"Yes?", i answered, being the oldest in my family. I saw a pair of grim looking Marines standing there in dress greens. Sorry, my parents are on an op, i thought.

"Are you the oldest in this house?"

"Yes sir."

"Are there any adults?"

"Other than my parents, no. and my parents are out on an op, sir."

They delivered the news. my parents, Marine Rangers #3403 and #3509, Kayla Taraj and Robert Taraj, had been killed in action shortly after an operation on the North Pole of Mars. The Red Sun Terrorist Federation was involved, and I knew right then that my world was going to take a downward spiral.

The door closed behind them.

They've gotta be kidding...Mom and dad dead? No Way in heck! Sadly though, my thoughts were proven wrong.

Over the next few weeks, my life declined. Finally, I was close trying to steal and rob just to help myself. Thankfully, the General found me first.

His name was Thomas Richenbacker Jarrera, father of the Ghosts. This was our first conversation.

"You knew my parents, sir?"

"Aye. Kayla and Robbie were a couple of my students at the Special Operations Academy."

"Is it possible for me to go and train?"

"Uhh, usually it would only be Marines allowed there, but...Yeah, as a favor to your ma and pa."

LifeisStrange
01-14-2007, 01:30 PM
"When do I leave?"

"You'll see, Recruit."

"Yes Sahr!"

He left, and I packed. I managed a few hours of sleep before i heard something...Something BIG, with four top rotors and two tail rotors. A Black Hawk II.

LifeisStrange
02-07-2007, 09:24 AM
We hit dirt outside the SOA, and i instantly loved my new life.

"LETS GO! YOU HAVE 14 SECONDS TO GET YOUR LAZY REAR OFF OF THIS HELO! GO!" the Drill Sergeant screamed.

"YES SIR!"

"DO YOU SEE BRASS ON ME BOY? THESE STRIPES MEAN I WORK FOR A LIVING!"

My first Major Mistayke. Literally. he walked into th barracks that i had bolted to. Maj. mistake was about 350 pounds, and six foot four. Aptly named. Later, when we go better and more rank, he'd let us call 'im "Huge"

"My name is Major Hughes Mistayke! I am your Senior Drill Instructor here at the SOA! Anyone calls me HUGE, and i will have their guts on a silver platter! DO YOU GET ME?"

"YES SIR!" One hundred an' fifty throats echoing the call.

LifeisStrange
03-19-2007, 02:53 PM
Special Operations Boot Camp Class Thirty Three Niner. A surprising number of us made it. Notable exceptions were Capt. Keith Richey, who branched for the Special Operations Pilot Corps, and is now the Ghosts pilot. He's done maneuvers that will pop the eyes out of a cyborg...and have!

LifeisStrange
05-07-2007, 11:44 AM
Ok could i have a show of hands who would just like me to upload the story as i have it? (0.24 mbs, 67 pages, Word)

LifeisStrange
10-06-2007, 09:33 PM
9- pages. Anyone think i should just try and put it in piece by piece, or is this ok as a teaser?

LifeisStrange
10-09-2007, 04:49 PM
Anybody?

jim
03-20-2008, 09:15 AM
Post it.

jim