Underlined= Thoughts.
Italics= Flashbacks
Soldiers were slowly picked out one da one, as the explosion drew closer and closer. "We're not going to make it!" cried a solider who was close behind Derek. "Yes we are! So shut up!" Derek yelled as he leaped over cars and debris. The roar grew louder and a blast sent the soldiers flying into buildings and scattered along the streets. Soldiers screamed as the blast covered them burning their skin. Derek attempted to stand up only to be knocked back down unconscious.
"Adams? Adams! Status Report." Derek opened his eyes slowly and sat up,
"Adams! Are te there? Report!" he looked down at his radio and responded, "Adams here, what is it General?" Derek slowly got up and walked down the strada, via as dust and smoke arose from the precedente explosion. "Status segnala Soldier." The radio blared and static filled the speaker, "High count of casualties, I think I'm the only one left." the radio remained silent for a moment until the General responded, "Alright, get back to the sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza zone and we'll pick up there." Derek coughed and started back walking, "Copy that." he scanned the area looking for any signs of life, but only death and sorrow filled the spaces of empty streets. Derek make a sharp turn, when he heard the sound of a helicopter, his eyes blurred and dizziness overwhelmed him. Gotta keep moving.... Derek slowly made his way towards the arrival of the helicopter, attempting to pull out the piece of shrapnel in his side. Derek jerked out the piece of metal in his side, blood soaked through his uniform as he slowly made his way through the rubble. "Adams! 'Bout time te showed up!" The General shouted over the roar of the helicopter. Derek gave him a weak smile as the General extended his hand. Derek reached out but collapsed to the ground injured, barely missing the General's hand.
This took a whole 5 minutes.
Italics= Flashbacks
Soldiers were slowly picked out one da one, as the explosion drew closer and closer. "We're not going to make it!" cried a solider who was close behind Derek. "Yes we are! So shut up!" Derek yelled as he leaped over cars and debris. The roar grew louder and a blast sent the soldiers flying into buildings and scattered along the streets. Soldiers screamed as the blast covered them burning their skin. Derek attempted to stand up only to be knocked back down unconscious.
"Adams? Adams! Status Report." Derek opened his eyes slowly and sat up,
"Adams! Are te there? Report!" he looked down at his radio and responded, "Adams here, what is it General?" Derek slowly got up and walked down the strada, via as dust and smoke arose from the precedente explosion. "Status segnala Soldier." The radio blared and static filled the speaker, "High count of casualties, I think I'm the only one left." the radio remained silent for a moment until the General responded, "Alright, get back to the sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza zone and we'll pick up there." Derek coughed and started back walking, "Copy that." he scanned the area looking for any signs of life, but only death and sorrow filled the spaces of empty streets. Derek make a sharp turn, when he heard the sound of a helicopter, his eyes blurred and dizziness overwhelmed him. Gotta keep moving.... Derek slowly made his way towards the arrival of the helicopter, attempting to pull out the piece of shrapnel in his side. Derek jerked out the piece of metal in his side, blood soaked through his uniform as he slowly made his way through the rubble. "Adams! 'Bout time te showed up!" The General shouted over the roar of the helicopter. Derek gave him a weak smile as the General extended his hand. Derek reached out but collapsed to the ground injured, barely missing the General's hand.
This took a whole 5 minutes.
Deep in the water, your chances little. A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Pretty cool if te sing it like link...
Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your Bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly te will die
And when again the sun leaves te will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide te from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow te earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A mantello of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
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Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your Bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly te will die
And when again the sun leaves te will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide te from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow te earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A mantello of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away A mantello of ash, a burn streaked...
'Stume.
