What You Leave Behind/Strange Bedfellows Prologue

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What You Leave Behind/Strange Bedfellows Prologue

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What You Leave Behind Prologue

San Rivera months ago

In the Photoshop D-day, Mat and Ross had been discovered by locals who rushed them. Ross head butted one man who stumbled backwards in pain while Mat gave a gut punch to another. D-day was developing his pictures unaware of the fight going on. Eventually Mat and Ross were outnumbered and bundled out of the shop. D-day came up the stairs with his pictures and was hit on the head dropped some of his pictures and was also bundled out. They were put into a flatbed truck and guarded in the back. Mat and Ross woke up gradually kicked D-day awake they pushed passed their guards and rolled off the truck and ran. The truck stopped and the guards got out one took out an ak-47 and shot Mat and Ross in legs they both went down. Mat yelled at D-day “Go don’t look up just get the f*ck out of here!” D-day went to go back and saw Mat and Ross shot in the head and back so he ran wiping tears from his eyes.
D-day for some reason went back to the photo shop and had taken his remaining photos out of his jacket pocket and knocked into a local who grabbed him by the wrist and turned him round swiftly. The man had a machete and hacked D-day’s hand clean off who bit his lip to stem the screaming.
The man let go of D-day who head butt him despite the pain and broke the man’s nose. He looked for a first aid kit and found some aspirin, bandages and some water. He knocked back some aspirin and gulped the water and put some of it on his stump then bandaged it up.
Days later D-day had disguised his uniform and found out many of his brothers in arms were dead so he lay low looking for food and shelter. The battle raged on eventually Action Force had arrived and pretty much won. D-day had seen other men involved with Cobra insignia and found out through comments made how he and is unit were puppets in a play. Angered by the revelations D-day vowed to take revenge but first he had to leave here. Some time later the UN had moved in and D-day could move freely he had his wound seen to and was shipped out to a UN hospital where so many had died he was finally free.

Strange Bedfellows

Hotjets and Moondancer months ago

At the orbiting Space Dock Kiwi was bringing up Intel on San Rivera using satellite images to make accurate maps the points of interest were the Mansion and the Unit’s Base. He then scanned them off to the main Action Force base to Breaker and Phones. Moondancer and Hotjets had both been sent EMP devices and were trying them out on automated drones. They were both in the Triad Fighter turning tightly down into the gravity well of Earth following the drones when they picked up the signature of an unknown vessel “Base this is Moondancer do you copy over?” Kiwi answered “I read you over” “We have picked up an unknown vessel in the area we are breaking off from the exercise to skzzzt ovtzzzzt” Kiwi looked puzzled then said “You are breaking up please repeat over!” There was nothing but static.
The Triad veered off from the exercise in the direction of the unknown vessel. The vessel stretched out a docking claw that latched onto the Triad and pulled it in. They were greeted by men in black and yellow spacesuits with black helmets and silver visors. Hotjets noticed the stylised symbol on their chests an oval circle with a skull and crossbones he motioned to Moondancer who whispered ”Red Shadows or men from Mars?” They were motioned to get out and follow the soldiers one of which pressed a button on a wall and a door slid upwards. Hotjets and Moondancer were searched for weapons then pushed forward. The door slid down again Moondancer said “Hey let us out of here!” “They won’t listen you know” said a man behind both Hotjets and Moondancer. The man was 6ft tall and had streaked back greying hair with a streamlined visor sat on a hawkish nose he wore a space suit slightly tattered and fading as if he had been here awhile. Both Space Force officers turned round Moondancer said “Who are you my friend?” The man got up dramatically and said “My name? My name is Karl Vagan pleased to make your acquaintance” Hotjets and Moondancer introduced them selves omitting where they were from at least for now. “Well now we all know each other what say we make plans to get out of here?” Hotjets and Moondancer looked at each other then shook Karl’s hands and said “Agreed”

End of Prologue
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