Darkness. A familiar surrounding suddenly is shown in front of me. I look around, I�m in 2forts respawn.
No time to think. I just want their flag. I look down at my super nail gun, why do they even bother giving
this gun to me; I never even use it unless I�m shooting at one of those Red Sentries.
Sometimes I think, why do I risk my life ten thousand times for an enemy flag? To conquer? To be supreme?
But then, aren�t you just thrown into the same hell pit over and over again, endlessly? Never mind, no time
to think about the meaning of life.
I run in directions that almost seem that it�s not me deciding my fate, it�s in somebody else�s hands,
somebody part of a much larger picture. I head for the battlements, I am about to try and conc. to the
opposing fort to try and avoid snipers. Instead I see a blue sniper get shot in the leg by an opposing
sniper. He screams and runs for cover, I heal his wound and continue to boost his energy, and He reaches
130% when suddenly he explodes two inches from me. I hate enemy snipers. It depressed me, the never ending
torture of us against a team we discriminate and hate because their uniform is a different color.
A wound not even a medic can fix. Rage filled my mind. I will avenge my comrade.
I conc. right across to the other fort, a feat I have never done before. At least I don�t think I have
before. I�m not here to think though, why am I here? No time to think, amazing what rage can do I guess.
I take out my super shotgun and point the weapon at the back of this red sniper's head, I pull the trigger
and he collapses. I feel no reward, no happiness that I have avenged my comrade, in fact I feel I have
snooped down to their level. But aren�t we the same? No time to think. I just want their flag.
It�s not over yet. I am behind enemy lines. I whip out my bioweapon and am able to infect another sniper.
He is so concentrating on his red dot he does not notice he is about to die. I run over to the enemy
elevator and drop, some text flashes in my face saying the elevator won�t work for my kind. I wonder how
this can be. No time to think. I just want their flag. I run in. Soldier. Rockets. I try and dodge
the barrage of rockets, I dodge the first two, but this soldier is smart, he starts to aim for my feet.
The rocket explodes three feet in front of me. I go flying, luckily into the hallway that leads to the
flag. Funny, I just grunted, no pain at all. How can this be? No time to think. I just want their flag.
I grab it, what a simple thing that I would die for with no regard for my own life. I throw a well timed
conc. at the soldier, I should have used a grenade, but it didn�t seem to be my choice. No time to think.
I just want their flag. The conc. explodes right next to him sending him flying near
the ramp, guess I�m taking the elevator. No concs. left. I hold a regular grenade in my hand.
I�m staying very still. The grenade explodes in my hand and sends me flying upwards; I�m low on health,
but no pain, just a grunt I didn�t need to make. I run down, heading for the main entrance of the red base,
I�ll probably jump into the water and take the tunnel back, but I don�t know what�s going on until it
happens.
I hear a mechanical whir. Sentry. Bullets enter me relentlessly and I try to continue for a cause I
don�t know why I strive for. I thought too much.
Darkness. A familiar surrounding suddenly is shown in
front of me. I look around, I�m in 2forts respawn. No time to think. I just want their flag.
I look down at my super nail gun, why do they even bother giving this gun to me; I never even use it unless
I�m shooting at one of those Red Sentries�
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