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June 16th, 2552, 5:42 PM

"We're getting wasted here!" The radio screamed out to me in panic as I walked to it in the dark, cold, and unforgiving night.

I continued to walk though the night, my M90 shotgun at the ready for the creature I had seen just before killing General Max.
"There's to many! They came out of nowh!..." A explosion filled the background, cutting the radio into static.

I soon found myself stopped just before the dead bodies before me. The fire that danced and laughed at me with its crackling chuckle cut slightly though the night, giving the bodies a helish look in their faces. I looked around, bodies where everywhere. The air smelt of blood, decay, and smoke. The smell made my eyes water up, almost like an onion would, except the smell made me realize just how tired I was of war. Death layed out before me, swiming in is own pool of blood. I had seen it before, and had given it to others. World War Three took alot out of me, but to now have an alien invasion, it broke me. There was only so much a man could take. Trying to bring it to reality was hard, to believe that the moment mankind feared was happening.

I walked among the dead and collected the name tags of the fallen soldiers of my army. I also found myself collecting the tags of the EWCU military as well. I began to feel as though they wheren't the bad guys. There was obviously much, much more that they knew and we didn't. I began to feel as though we where the bad guys. I put the name tags into a empty pouch on my belt holster and looked around for the creature, it was still out of sight.

My throat began to hurt. The wind grew cold and chilled my throat when I breathed it, also making it feel dry a bit. I looked around and noticed the cave entrence where Max had walked out with his guards. I stared at it. I began to wonder if I could find some information inside. I craved for information, it was the reason I stayed behind when the evacuation Pelican came in to pick up the wounded. I wanted and needed to know what was going on, it was one of those things I felt I had to know before I died, now that it was happening.

I started for the cave, stepping in very slowly, gun at the ready for any possible EWCU troops that could of stayed inside. All checked out clear.

The cave curved off to the right when entering and was long and thin, enough for four people to stand side by side thin and about twenty feet long. Chairs where lined up along the sides of the cave, a desk was at the end and faced the entrence. Lights where attached to the roof and headed down in a line in the middle of the cave, stopping above the desk. The desk was filled with papers, and a small container was on its side, spilling something among the papers. I walked up to the desk and sat my shotgun on the ground, leaning up against it.

"Oh my god!" A voice yelled at the entrence of the tunnel, causing me to grab my gun and snap my body to take aim down the way.
Nothing was there.
"Fort Warsworth has been taken! They've taken the main point!" The voice yelled out.

It was the radio. The signal had been caught again. I stood there, looking at the entrence. My heart raced, I could hear it beating in my ears. I managed to calm myself down and focus out the pleas for help coming from the man on the radio. I randomly picked up a paper. It was titled 'Security'. I read it:

"General Max. It is believed that the Americans may know of your current location in the mounds. I believe that an attack may come soon on your position. I highly recommend withdrawing from the area or sending a troop from the French Division in other places of Antarctica to step of security. -Sincerely, your son, Andy."
The paper was stamped 'Denied C1901'.

I crumbled the paper up in my hands with anger. Just thinking of Andy made me mad. He was nothing but a traitor, a annoying spy, and it made me more angery to think that he was a good friend of mine. I threw the paper to the ground and took in a deep breathe and forced away my thoughts of Andy.

I looked over the table again. Picking up papers and looking at their titles, tossing them aside if the titles seemed to show little improtance of the paper. I soon came across one titled 'Protectors' and read it:

"It is known that the explosion in Antarctica was from them, there arrival to our doomed planet. Upon our arrival to the scene with troop 1-24 of the Russian division, a fight did break out between us and them. We engaged until munitions where gone and they had rushed and taken our lines all around. Many where executed on the scene, some where spared. That was twenty years ago and it is unknown why they acted of such a nature or know where they currently are now. But it does seem that the details of the prophecies are coming true and are very clear as for now World War Three has been started and our next phase of action may continue. I believe that the next move can be foreseen with the prophecies by searching for key features in them. I recomend a invasional search into Brazil for these key features which may help save humanity from the intruders. I also believe a search into Mexico should is necessary if we do not find what we are looking for in Brazil. I ask that an invasion into America be with held until later when it can be more concentrated and executed. I also beli..."

The paper was covered with the substance spilled on it and unreadable the rest of the way down.

I folded the paper and slid it into the pouch containing the dog tags. From there I began my search for more information. I soon came across another important titled paper, it was called 'The Intruders'. I read it:

"The cause of the sickness among my troops and the civilains of Antarctica has just posibly been found. Eariler today a new life form was found. It was found inside of the the stomach of a person. Though the creature was partly destroyed, which is it believed it does on its own in. It is believed that the creature enters the body at obviously low detection, possibly when the victim is asleep. It cuts into the body, killing the nervs around the entry point. Once inside the body, it injects a fluid from it's body into the blood stream, the fluid contains microscopic organisms that head for the brain. The creature takes contol of part of the brain when the organisms reach it. Once taken part of the brain, it somehow manages to heal the wound within minutes afterward, making it unknown to be in the body. The creature soon fights to take control of the body and slowly tries to kill the victim by draining all the fluids from it. It is most common to see the victim vomit a green slime durring this process an..."

I looked away from the paper and began to think of Steve. The last time I saw him, he was vomiting lots of green and slimy liquid, he was infected with this parasite of sorts. I stopped reading at that point and just slid the paper in with the other to be returned to command for information, if there was a command left.

I threw Steve out of my mind. There was still one more paper I had to find. I had to find a paper that covered these prophecies. I began to go though the papers again, thowing many aside that had little importance. I soon came across what I was looking for, a paper titled 'Prophecies of Mankind'. I read it:

"The help of the unexpected will never be enough and will be realized as humanity begins to fall.
Hidden by dence rainfall and jungle, a gargoyle will show the way.
It will lead to the ascension of the colossus of the world.
There the relic of mankind can be found.
Relic will bring forth the bitter cold of defeat of the invaders and salvation for all of mankind."

The paper left me confused as I slid it in with the others and reached for my gun. It was obviously the most important paper, it was the reason why World War Three had started and how to defend ourselfs from the aliens and the parasites.

I turned and began to head for the cave entrence, stopping at the entrence before exiting when I got there. I checked my ammo and supplise. I had around forty rounds for my shotgun and enough food and water for the next five days if I used my supplise wisely. I stepped out into the cool air. It had grown even colder and the smell of death was stronger. The smoke from the tank made it smell somewhat like fireworks where being set off all around.

I looked around the enviroment. I noticed the sandhill off a small ways before. I decided I would use it to make my way back onto the cliffs that over looked the bunker. From there I could make my way to Fort Containment, it was my only hope of surviving. I started walking off into the night for the sandhill. It felt strange out. It was very quiet also, only the sound of the wind and the small dirt clumps being crushed under my feet as I walked could be heard. It was kind of nice not hearing the screams of people dieing for a change.

I walked past the tank. It made its last move against me as it exploded a bit inside the cockpit, causing me to jump just a small bit. The flames danced and laughed harder at me than before. It also made me realize that I was going to slow and at this rate, something was bound to happen to me. I looked ahead and began to dash out into the night, leaving the last of World War Three behind me and entered the new war ahead.

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"Just tell him to think back." Jake said again.
"Just think back?" I answered back with a question.
We had been going on for a bit now about nothing. Jake didn't seem himself, he seemed to be strugling to just focus on talking and somewhat stay on subject.

"Hidden by dence rainfall and jungle, a gargoyle will show the way." He said again.
I looked at him confused.
"What does that mean?" I asked desprately.
He smiled at me a small bit. "Brazil." He replied.
I just stood there, looking at him in our world of nothingness.

"Yes, when?" He said randomly.
I continued to just stare at him.
"When reality strikes you sudden, I will be a distant memory." He stated to me.
I gave him another strange look as he quickly faded away.

The world shook under my feet and my side bursted with pain. I grabbed at it with sudden fear and confusion. My eyes shot open to find myself on my back with a net haning medical supplise above me. My hands wheren't even at my side. I could hear people coughing and moaning in pain.
"Lets move, get them off the dropship before they wake up!" A voice demanded as someone walked by me.
"Knock them out with some more medicine too!" A diffrent voice demanded as well.

I looked around as best as I could. I was able to figure out that I was laying on the floor of a Pelican, that was all. I also couldn't see Jake.
"Jake." I said outloud. "Jake, where are you?" I asked confused and as loud as I could.
Someone soon came up to me, their face suspended above mine.
"Its going to be okay." He said calmly as he reached around to his side and opened up his pouch.
"Whos awake?" The voiced called out.
The medic's head turned away from me. "David Steel sir!" He called back.
The medic looked back at me and stabbed a needle into my arm and injected a liquid into me. He soon pulled the needle out and put it back in his pouch.

He faded out suddenly and quickly returned to normal.

"Give me a hand?" He said to someone as he hooked his arms under my pits to carry me away, another man squated down and picked up my feet and I was soon being taken out of the Pelican.

I glanced around. Gun emplacements stood on a wall over a gate. Soldiers stood on upper levels above small stores and flood lights filled the area from the roofs.
"Turf." I said to myself as the world blurred out.