User:Warren Peece
Red Horse When the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, "Come and see!" Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make men slay each other. To him was given a large sword.The first time I died, I was caught by surprise, many of us were, but, it wasn't the last time I died, and it will probably happen again. I devoted my life to the United States Navy SEALs. It was the only thing I was ever good at. No real ties to civilian life being a orphan, I grew up going from home, to home, to orphanage, to the streets. It was a self defense thing I guess. The lack of ties. It helped me excell and quickly rise in the ranks. My determination won me second Commanding Officer of SEAL Team Six. The accolades poured in one after another, (US Navy SEALs insignia, USN Parachutist, Special Warfare insignia, Parachutist Badge, Silver Star, Legion of Merit, Bronze Star Medal Valor Device and three Gold Award Stars, Defense Meritorious Service Medal, Navy Commendation Medal with Valor device and Gold Award Star, Combat Action Ribbon with three Gold Award Stars, Presidential Unit Citation Navy and Marine Presidential Unit Citation, Good Conduct Medal with Bronze, National Defense Service Medal, Armed Forces Expeditionary Medal, Gulf War Service Medal with four, Gulf War Cross of Gallantry with Silver Star, Gulf War Campaign Medal) but I could care less for them. I just wanted to get back out there. SEAL Team Six, and Naval Security Coordination Team OP-06D, (unofficially named Red Cell), was my family, my life. I bled for them, I sweated for them, I cried for them. Well that was until Panama, and if I ever see that son of a bitch ... When I left a friend I could call the closest thing to a actual brother; T. Sean Collins, told me about being a gun for hire. I laughed, then I almost pissed myself when he told me about the paychecks and I was instantly hooked. Shoot first, ask no questions and get paid more then I made in five years as a Captain. Two years later I was introduced to Larry Page, at a Military fund raiser he was some billionaire kid who created this 'puter search engine or something. As it's said in "The Godfather", he made me a offer I couldn't refuse. Along with a absurd amount of money, I got all the perks of being a glorified baby sitter. My suit with all the trimmings cost more then a Bentley, and a added bonus on my first year with him was a joke gift to remind me of my roots and how far I had come. A pair of platnium "brass knuckles" with a total of twenty karrots on each in diamonds. I couldn't believe it, he simply said thank you to me and said it's only a tenth of what he figured I was worth. I guess was a equal trade, after saving his life from that loon, who said the idea was stolen. I still loathed the brat, but, I loved the lifestyle and of course the money. Less then a year later we came to Malton, so he can talk geek with some new investors who wanted special softwear for their company Necrotech. For some reason while in his meeting, he left suddenly really upset, and yelling to the envestors "NEVER!" and that they were "SICK FUCKS". I never got a chance to ask him what that was about. He was livid, and said we were leaving, and for me to arrange a flight out of the city right away.
White Horse I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, "Come and see!" I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest.I have no clue where it began, all I do know is while at airport I mistakened them for rioters. That was until they got closer, and by then it was too late. Larry was missing his left leg while defending himself from several of them. I made a bathroom into a makeshift panic room. Blocking the doorway with a cautionary wet floor sign wedged under the door. The sound of screams were heard outside, along with occassional gunfire. It was complete bedlam. Inside the room was no better. Bossman was bleeding like a pig, it wouldn't clot. I knew he was dead, and their was nothing I could do. He was crying like a little girl. I was about to say die with some manhood already, but, the janator cleaning the restroom when we entered, started freaking and trying to get out even though we all heard the pounding on the door. After a few minutes of trying to be polite about it, I gave him a gut shot. After his legs worked, and he regained his breath, he calmed down. We were there for hours, then it suddenly happened. Short, quick gasps for air, then death. Larry was dead, and of course mister cool and collective lost it again. I told him to politely shut the fuck up and relax or I would kill him myself. I sat back to the door, looking at Larry, thinking to myself, I laughed, as the adrenaline faded I realized his fate would be my own. My shirt was wet and cold along my forearm. This is how it ends for me, in a damned bathroom. I don't remember doing it, but, Mister cool and collected began to scream, I looked over at him, to realize I snapped his neck without a thought or care in the world. I then saw why he was screaming. My mind wouldn't let the visage sink in. Larry legless crawling towards me dead as can be. Quickly I stood, accidentally pulling the door jam with me. One foot on the face of my now undying employer and another blocking the door, I searched for a way to defend myself. I rolled in laughter at the irony, as numerious hits from diamond covered platnium knuckles shattered his skull. My balance was off, I was sloppy, the door, pushed open from the weight of those trying to enter, I turned to see teeth bearing down, as hands grabbed for me. I don't know how long it's been, or even how I'm alive again, but, I am and I'm not alone. Now to get out of here.
Black Horse When the Lamb opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, "Come and see!" I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, "A quart of wheat for a day's wages, and three quarts of barley for a day's wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!"
The first thing I heard was distant moaning, and as my vision came back, I could make out blurry shadows. "Welcome back to hell on earth". someone said. I asked where was that exactly. Tollyton, Malton. We sat for a bit, and gave me a rundown on had happened, where to go, freerunning through the city, and what items were important to keep. it still makes no sense to me, but then again, I was a zombie for almost 6 years ...
I've been healing the injured, and sick so much I can make a fairly good diagnosis of what their problem is. I still can't find a way out yet, and I'm in over my head. Maybe it's time I look for groups of survivors to be part of. Kind of like back in the service, fight for the common goal, and knowing that someone got my back, as I will get theres. Let the hunt begin.
As I drifted off to sleep, I can hear someone talking about a survivor group called Fortress. Made a mental note to seek them out, and the next day, I ran across a flyer, advertising them. A few hours later, I was excepted. I ship off for Boot Camp tomorrow, I can only imagine the differences from Military to this one. Can't wait this is gonna be interesting. LEFT BOOT CAMP FOR REAL LIFE ISSUES
Returned to Boot Camp.
Graduated from Boot Camp. Stationed at Fortress Four.
Pale Horse When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come and see!" I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hell was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth. |
