The Sons Of Sera [FanFic]: Chapter 20: The Blood Runs Thick

[WaldoRtk7]

Are you drunk?! The {b} key is on the other side of the keyboard from the {w} key? I have never seen this before?!

[Tmack674]

no im not drunk i just called u baldo.idk theres just something about the name waldo i dont like.oh well.no im not druun.....i forgot what i was saying.heee heee.im...gon..na go for a drive..

[WaldoRtk7]

Have fun, Tmacks you have just become one of my favorite people on this forum, you are so funny! And stupid but funny.

[Tmack674]

lol im sooooooooo drunk.read mahhhhhhhhhhhhy stooooooorie!

[WaldoRtk7]

I am going to post the first half of it I have some other stuff to work on

[Jfab]

awwww tmack and waldo are bffe's forever how cute lmao

[Tmack674]

no.waldo doesnt read my story

[Jfab]

trouble in paradise already? lmao

[WaldoRtk7]

I haven't seen a comment on mine tmack?! I have read yours about to chapter 4 I think, but you get no comments until I do!

[Tmack674]

i know and im sorry for that

[Jfab]

uh oh tmack is going to sleep on the couch tonight hahaha

[Tmack674]

dude im going to start reading it more ok?im on like chapter 3 so ill start tomorrow

[WaldoRtk7]

K, you are forgiven as soon as I get down with chapter 13 i will finish yours.

[Jfab]

lmao you guys are too hilarious

[Tmack674]

waldo i say we combine our camine and waldoness and gang up to kill Jfab!get him!

[Jfab]

ill just use my bairdness and start complaining until you guys shoot yourselves lmao

[Tmack674]

lmao this thread became hilarious!lol

[Jfab]

hahahaha yes It did and it will stay that way

[WaldoRtk7]

No, you have ruined the basis for my fan fic! I guess I helped, but it is mostly your 2's fault! man I need to get this next chapter out to calm the masses (Tmacks and Jfab)

[Jfab]

you cant calm me, im gonna rock this forum like a hurricane (guitar riffs)

[WaldoRtk7]

A passage through a city filled with insurgents made Alexander’s hair stand on end, and what was worse is that he only had three guys for support. Alexander in all his years will Charles and the Sons of Sera had been a support and demolition expert, he had done some scouting on the side because he constantly kept running into Locust hordes or squads of C.O.G. by total accident. But he tended to lie to earn respect from his friends, and that is one of the main reasons he kept getting these assignments. He was edgy, he didn’t know what was up ahead but he knew that somewhere in the near future he would cross paths with his foes.

The three men with him ages varied from sixteen to sixty, the name of youngest was Daniel. He was a hot head youth always looking for a fight, on several occasions he tired to fight Charles for command of the Sons of Sera. Each time Charles had wasted no time or even effort to disable the youth, years of experience always seemed to beat his brash stupidity. He was a good soldier though, he was dependable and his brash stupidity always seemed to keep him alive, but his lacking patience usually lost the group the element of surprise.

The next eldest was James, Alexander didn’t know much about him, in fact all he really knew was that he defended Daniel and never talked expect in simple phase like “Yea, I did” or, “Shut Up”.

Last of the group was Merle, one of the oldest members in the Sons of Sera, but he fought with fervor of a twenty year old despite his age. Wise with years of military experience, being a runner back in the Pendulum Wars, he had become an asset to Charles in tough times. Before joining the S.O.S., he had been living the retired life up until E-Day, when he lost everything. He had tried to reenlist back in the C.O.G. but because of his age he was rejected, after being coldly rejected he went back to his ruined home and waited to die, until he heard rumors of new army being raised.

Charles had accepted all three of these men without even a second look. But it had been that way since he came out of his first major coma, he took everyone: Man or Woman, Child or Elder, Weak or Strong. Alexander never understood the reasoning behind accepting anyone and when he questioned Charles about it his simple answer was,

“Everyone has something to offer, even if it isn’t openly apparent. I would rather have people willing to fight for their lives, than soldiers that forced too. Remember a person fighting for something they love is better than a hundred trained killers.”

Charles was using himself as the prime example, his ability to charge head first into swarm of enemies, become mortally wound and still manage to be the last one standing. In Alexander’s mind Charles was a lunatic, leading a band of lunatics, but he loved the guy but there was always a little animosity and jealousy toward Charles. Everyone loved him because he was a man of the people, he would give up his own life for anyone even Hoffman.

Alexander always thought that he could lead just as well or even better than the other three, he had been an officer in C.O.G. and they were basic soldiers and a civilian. Instead going towards the frontlines, he was sent out with these three to find the oncoming legion, but at least he was in charge.

The grouped moved quickly and silently through the ruined city, as they did Alexander admired the once glorious architecture of D’lanor. Massive skyscrapers that once touched the skyline now lay crumbled to across streets, Rail lines that once used to transport civilians to and from work now lay in contorted mess of steel and cement, the streets were littered with burnt skeletons and overturned cars. Alexander couldn’t believe how far the human race had fallen, from being at the pinnacle of a golden age to exterminating their own kind to save a select few that now lived safely at the Jacinto Plateau.

He began to wish that he was one of them, safe from danger with food and clean water. He hated scrounging for food, and always being on his guard. He began to remember what Hoffman really said to him before leaving him to die in the bunker,

“Corporal, I admire you loyalty, it is quality that soldiers some times lack. But if you want to stay here and die with those b*st*rds so be it, in fact, here let me help you find your way,” he threw him back in, “Jack seal this door, Corporal if you actually survive and realize the error of your ways, The Coalition Of Organized Governments will be more that happy to take you back,…”

“I should have just gone back with Hoffman and turned Charles in, I would be Captain with a hundred men at my back by now,” he thought to himself, “I wouldn’t be treated like a two cent whore during war time.” He thoughts were interrupted by Merle.

“Alex, we got hostiles,” he pointed about a quarter of mile down the street, “looks like about a mixture of drones and grenadiers with a few Theron Guards. The seem to be guarding something, but I can’t make out what, I would say there are about twenty of them at most. We are going to have to get closer to see what they are guarding, I can’t it out from here.”

Alexander now had two choices, he could either avoid the danger and seek out the legion, or destroy this small band and then continue on with his current objective. He was tired of being a coward, it was time for him to be hero, “Well lets see what they are guarding, keep in the shadows, and make sure you don’t open fire until I give the go ahead, that means you Daniel!”

“Dude, why you got to single me out like that?!”

“Cause you’re the idiot that would charge in without thinking, I know you got balls but you need brain to back em up otherwise you’re worthless. Merle, what do you see?”

Merle ran back to report, “They are guarding a Seeder, if we take it out we might be able to open up some comm. channels,” he looked at Alexander, “I don’t know how we are going to pull it off though, even if we take all the guards, that thing still has Nemacysts. We need something with a lot of bang for the buck, and we don’t have anything even remotely strong enough to dent that thing.”

Alexander began to contemplate the best course of action, he only had low grade explosives in his current arsenal and small arms to boot. He need something else like a propellant to increase the amount of damage, then he saw his gold mine, the cars! “Guys start checking these vehicles for gas and oil, I just found a way to make this Seeder light up like a tree on Christmas!” he smiled, he was going to become the hero that he always dreamed of without the help of his companions, “This will show em, I will be the hero this time, not them!”

* * * * *

The sewers smelt rank with the large deposits of fecal matter and rotting corpses, but Jacen and the Sons of Sera pressed on. This route was one of the safest ways to travel throughout Sera, though the smell drove many to risk traveling above ground. Jacen had traveled to this village quite a bit over the last few months, gaining intel and delivering much need supplies to villagers. There was another reason why he so adamantly journeyed there; within it’s walls it held one of his last living relatives.

The maze of sewer pipes were vast and numerous, the corpses that now littered the floor were of those that had lost their way and died from lack of nutrition and toxicity of the air. To keep from long term damage they needed to transverse this maze within the next few hours, Jacen on previous journeys, had marked each tunnel with “S.O.S.” so he could move through them quickly. But Jacen had memorized the route from his many expeditions and this would be simple and easy on his team. Their were many complaints about the stench but they began to dissipate as they moved deeper into the tunnels.

Tina and Angie were in the front of the pack with Jacen, they didn’t know how gaining command of this crew would go to his head but from his actions he hadn’t changed much,

“It’s strange, I never expected Jacen to handle being in command so well, I mean he doesn’t even look nervous does he Angie?”

Angie looked upon his face, “No, he really doesn’t look like he worried about anything. I think it has to do with all those years watching Lone, he is never worried about anything even when he needs to be.” She called out to Jacen, “Hey, O high commander how much longer till we are out?!”

Jacen became flustered, “I dunno, I know there is fork up ahead and after we head down the left chamber it will be about an hour from there, thanks for the compliment though!” He winked at her then turned and ran down the tunnel, with Tina’s voice echoing to him,

“Oh no! You come back here Jacen, I can’t believe you did that! Jacen! Jacen!” her high pitched wails began reverberate through the tunnels, she had just given up their location to any enemy within the vicinity. A hand clasped over her mouth, it was Magee and Davis,

“You could have damned us all woman! You don’t go screaming in these here tunnels, they might be safer than the surface but there is still danger that lurks through them.” Magee’s anger was noted by everyone, he might have been an eccentric old fool, but he had some logic still in him somewhere.

Angie stepped in, “Magee! Davis! Let her go!” in a loud whisper, “It’s not that bad, there is nothing dangerous down here, when was the last time we lost somebody down here?”

He loosened his grip and Tina broke free, “Well, never! But that ain’t no reason to let our guard down is it?”

“What could possibly go wrong?!” Tina’s voice began to ring out, “There is nothing dangerous in these tunnels! God, if you put your hands on me again, I swear you won’t have any.” She drew a knife from her long and pointed it at Magee.

“Whoa! Lets all calm down ladies,” Davis treaded in between the two, “Tina, you need to learn to shut your mouth and Magee keep your hands to yourself, no not in your pants! Tina you might wanna wash you your face off when we get out of here.”

Tina screamed again, “Oh my God, I have old man ball sweat all over my face, I am going to kill you Magee!” he smiled,

“You’re gonna have to catch me first!” he winked at her and blew a kiss then ran down the tunnel after Jacen. Tina’s screams began to echo down the tunnels again, but what she didn’t know is that something did hear her. In the darkness of the sewers something stirred, but it wasn’t just one, it was many, thousands of glowing eyes opened and began to move on where the screams emanated from.

* * * * *

Orders began to ring across the square, “Maxwell, get those guns placements fixated on the north part of a square, Michaels start scavenging for ammo and supplies from the those downed Ravens, and don’t worry about the bodies we don’t have time to moron the dead. God this strategist worst nightmare, four ways in, tons of defilade and no choke points, if we survive this it will be a got dang miracle.”

His squad was fleeting, seven of his fifteen ravens had either crashed or been damaged beyond repair, and he lost fifteen men in the ambush, nine were mortally wounded, and seven with missing in action. Omega squad had been the prized fleet of C.O.G. Air Force, but now they were no better than a crew of draftees, out of sixty men there were only thirty left including himself. Soon more than a thousand Theron guards would be marching on this square, attacking from all four directions, any glimmer hope was growing more diminutive by the minute.

Hoffman looked to western horizon, the sun was setting, within a few hours he and his squad would have another problem, kryll. Amidst a fire fight they would have to keep their lights running, the odds were stacked against him and he knew that there wouldn’t be any rescue attempts.

“Damn him,” with fist clenched he slammed it down upon a crashed Raven, “Duran that *sshole, there is no way that he didn’t know about that legion moving though this city. If I survive this, he is going to pay for this insult,” still fuming, Sgt. Maxwell approached him without caution, Hoffman caught sight of him on a piece of broken glass, “What the f*ck do you want Maxwell?! If it is more bad news than I don’t want to here it.”

“Well I have more good news than bad,” he pulled out a P.A.D. and handed it to Hoffman, “As you can see by the footage on there from the reconnaissance we did, the Locust legion is further off than we first expected. So we have more time to prepare our defenses and maybe move to a more tactical position.”

Hoffman eyed him warily, “We can’t just leave these men here dumb*ss, if we leave them and Central Command finds outs you and I will be out of job! So we are staying put, we just gained some more time and that is what we needed at the moment.” His angered was stilled, but only for a moment, “What was the bad news Maxwell?!”

Maxwell’s face was downtrodden, “Sir, turn up the volume on the video,” Hoffman increased the volume to the max level, “Fast forward it to the end and listen to the echo,” he began to step back as Hoffman began to listen, “We are the SONS OF SERA! We fight for those who have been long forgotten, and those who shouldn’t have been. We are the defenders the defenseless, we fear none and are fear by all, may this cry be heard be all!… I know not what God they serve but let it have mercy on their souls. We Fight For SERA!… FOR SERA! WE ARE THE SONS OF SERA! AND WE ARE COMING!”

Hoffman burned with rage, “Oh my f*cking god, I might as well just surrender now, that arrogant son of b*tch is here with brainwashed band of traitors. There is no way we are coming out of this alive, if the Locust don’t kill us, than the Sons of Sera will!” he began to yell out orders again, “Everyone work faster! The Sons of Sera are in D’lanor, and I will beat my life they are headed this way,” he looked back at Maxwell, “We need to make a bottle neck, only one way in and one way out, I don’t care how you do it but do it now!” Maxwell ran off with his new set of orders as Hoffman looked to East towards Jacinto, “Duran, if I make it out of here, you are a deadman!”

It is done! Chapter 14 will be Charles and Johnson move towards the battle and I might start the battle there. But it will be out next week, sorry I am tired of writing this week My job on top of this has taken alot out of me.

[Jfab]

nice job excellent

[Tmack674]

ok i read up to five lol,im going to read 3 a day.nice work btw.

[Jfab]

its great i keep reading that last chapter over and over dont know why

[WaldoRtk7]

I am finishing chapter 13 then I am taking a break to read fanfics

[WaldoRtk7]

Done, now to get another soda and read fanfics!

[Black Asgard]

like mine? lol

Anyways, that was a good chapter. There was a lot of frantic pacing, I thought, and that made it good. A lot of desperation, especially between magee and tina and co.

So when am I gonna see that borrowed part??

I cant wait for the final showdow. The Ultimate Showdown.

[WaldoRtk7]

Yes I do, on seven kinda moving around work alot so hard to get really into it.

This chpater was going to be longer but I decide to throw Charles' and Johnson's in the next one, and start part of the battle, I think the part I borrowed will be there in the next chapter or the one after.

The final show will be good! Master chief is going to fall from the sky and oh wait wrong forum.

[Jfab]

hahaha I was like why is talking about master chief lol hahaha

[WaldoRtk7]

Just a little *cough* bump *cough*

I did the master chief comment cause I was bored!

[Jfab]

hmmm okay now it comes to full view, well cant strike you down for it, everyone does it

[WaldoRtk7]

Chatper 14 will be out today, BUT I have to finish reading Black Asgard's first cause I tol dhim I would ;(

[capt dec]

dude this rocks its like better than black asgards oh and is jacen hoffmans son?

[WaldoRtk7]

Thanks Capt, and I can't answer that, yet. It will come out soon, it is one of those cliffhangers that I threw in to be answered later.

[Black Asgard]

I wish Cap Dec would answer me.

[WaldoRtk7]

About what?

Oh I forgot to say this is probably the best for the genre action/drama, Black's story is more umm horror/drama/a little slasher I think.

[Black Asgard]

Yeah, thats a bit better differentiation.

Waldo and I have very different writing styles...where he uses the emotions involving loss and sorrow, I use the phobos, the fears to move my story. And where some of his conflicts are sheer badass, mine usually involve more literal gore, Waldos is more of an in-your-face style.

But theyre both very good, and the arguement that one is better than the other is like the argument that rap is better than rock, it will go different ways for different people.

Maybe, if in the future Waldo and I collaborate, we'll have something truly gorgeous on our hands.

However, I need to finish Harbinger first .


Edit: I forgot my original intent of this post...I was going to mention to you waldo that your title was kind of confusing. The [now complete] seems to be directed at the entire fan fic...just wanted to point it out .

[WaldoRtk7]

Yea he is right, you really can't compare our fanfics to each other just because the style of writing, it would be like comparing Mark Twain to Tolkien, two fictions but of different styles of writing. It would be better to compare Tolkien to C.S. Lewis because they styles are similiar or Mark Twain to well Mark Twain because I have yet to find an author that writes even similiarily to him.

Black and I do have very different writing styles but that is what makes each of our stories so good. They aren't the same thing ideas or even plot lines, and I am glad of that because if they were there would be no reason to read any of the fanfic on here.

If we do collaborate, I fear for anyone who reads it because it will be that good. as for now as Black said he is working on his novel and I am working on this one.

[capt dec]

hi Black, Waldo sry i took s o long to answer but you know im an aussie so theres time diffremces and stuff but black you are right i cant compare your styles its just i like Waldos style of writing better because of the emotion he uses so yeah oh and rock is tons better than rap.

[WaldoRtk7]

Ok Today chapter 14 will be out! I just have to tie up the last part of it.