A Second Chance

"Where, where am I? This don't feel right at all." I chuckled as I tried to open my eyes. And all I could see was the a never ending white light shining directly into my eyes. 

"Oh that blinding light." I groaned. 

I tossed and turned. But somehow I can't sleep. I got up and walked around. "This feels really weird. Why do I feel like I'm floating? Is this even real at all?" 

I paused. My eyes were blurry. All I can see is a room, which looked like mine but I can't focus my eyes. It all seems like I am in paralysis, but I can walk around the room. I can move about, a bit slower than walking. Feels like, drifting? Why am I drifting? Am I floating? 

I looked down at my feet, and I swear my eyeballs were out of their sockets when I saw that I was about seven inches off the ground. I freaked. I couldn't really tell, if it was seven inches or five inches. All I know is that I was floating. I lingered around the room for quite sometime. And then I saw a glimpse of her, passing by the room door. I followed the shadow. I moved out of the room into a hallway, which what seems like quite familiar. Somewhere I may have been before. 

Then it hit me, I was in her house! And that was her bedroom. I looked around to find out where she is. I couldn't find her, so I slowly drifted in the hallway of her house which what seems like an eternity of endless hallway. And then further up in front of me I saw an opening, which seems like a door, there was light shining out from the door. I drifted closer towards the opening. 

Then I suddenly heard voices. It sounded like two people were arguing. I peeked into the room and what I saw blew me completely. I trembled at the doorway. I tried to calm myself down for about a solid thirty minutes. I wasn't really calm when I peeked again, they were still arguing, again I trembled. My legs were weak, I felt like falling but I couldn't, I felt like sitting but I couldn't. I feared the worst. 

"Could I be dead?" I questioned myself and chuckled. "I must be so drunk on beer right now in her house." I laughed at myself. But still, I could hear them arguing. It was about some petty issue. I could hear them in the faint distance arguing about groceries and the ones he bought wrongly. I smirked and thought what an asshole the guy was. Such simple task and yet he screws it up. "Well, i guess no one is perfect, right?"  I thought to myself. 

Slumped on the floor, floating five to seven inches off the ground, I tried to stand up, it seemed pretty hard, as though I have no bones left in my body. I touched my left arm. Goosebumps came all over me. I was without bone. Again I smirked, "I wonder what kind of drink I drank which made me this way." Still, I was smiling. This is all just an illusion. 

Because, who I saw was me and her. We were arguing about the groceries she asked me to buy and yet I bought the wrong one. I mean, I was in a rush, but yeah, no more excuses. It was my fault. I screwed up. I was supposed to buy white bread and I bought buns instead. Silly mistake, yeah, but we needed it as we were going to make egg sandwich for tomorrow. It was pretty late. 

I knew she had a rough day. I too had a rough day. But I suddenly lost my temper. I remembered scolding her back with hurtful words. As I lay there slumped on myself, I thought, "This is the part." 

"If next time I buy wrong you go and buy yourself. I don't want to buy already. I couldn't find parking and it was jam. Maybe next time you should go buy it instead of me."

She just stared at me. I knew then, what I said was wrong. I was giving excuses to save myself from the situation and putting the blame on her. I saw in her eyes, it started to swell up. I was very angry. In my mind all I thought was the thank that I did not receive. But then what was she thinking? I stopped my thoughts and looked at her. Her eyes were already swelling with tears.

She turned around and sat on the couch. "Why am I still here?" I thought. I closed my eyes as I knew what would happen next, it was a very emotional situation for us. I drifted in my thoughts. I opened my eyes to the same hallway as at her house. But this time it branched out to different exits, on left and on the right were doorways, all with lights shining out of it. I got up from the now empty room and drifted towards the hallway, "Maybe, if I keep following this hallway I will end up awake!" I thought to myself. 

I drifted past, the first doorway was a room, with a computer and Facebook Messenger on the screen. The guy was me, obviously, typing something on his keyboard while grinning. "Ah." I thought, "I remember this one clearly." This happened when I asked her out for the first time. I know, Facebook Messenger. Don't question me. Suprisingly, she agreed. "HAH! I thought. JACKPOT!" I exclaimed in my thought. 

I was so excited as I set it on a weekend, full day. Ten in the morning till eight in the night was our agreement. It was afterall, a date. And the weekend is about 2 days away. I had to prepare myself. I heard a faint voice behind me, "Hello." Came the whisper. I turned around to my back to see who it was. I froze. It was her and she was looking directly at me across the room. I turned to the front and it was all fading away. I turned back and slowly drifted towards the other door.

It was another happy memory we had together. It was the fifth date. We went for a movie and then dinner at a restaurant in the city. It was quite pricey as it kinda stretched my money for that month. 

She looked at me and said, "The next date I'll pay." I looked at her and said,"Nah its fine dear. I'll manage." She looked at me with her adorable glaring eyes. "Okay, okay. You'll pay on the next date." I agreed in defeat. She smiled. I will never ever, forget that smile. It was the smile that melt my heart away. Instantly.

The room started to fade. I turned to drift out to the other rooms, as far as I can see, there were like a few more doors, roughly about five more doors. I knew, I knew that this is real. I am not alive. I am dead. This must be the seven minutes of brain time left before I am completely dead as an article I read said. It feels so strange. 

I drifted to the third room. There I saw the two of us cuddling on her bed, watching a movie, I forgot what it was actually. Its like the information suddenly disappaears from my head. Another one of our memories as after the movie we both stayed up late on the bed just talking about her past memories and my life. Interesting and sad moments in our lifes. 

Slowly again, the room fades. I start to worry. "What if this is the last few memories I will have of her before it all ends?" I start to panic. Not that I could do anything about it, but my heart felt restless. I need to get out of this treacherous place. The fourth room. I remember this one vaguely, but yeah, this was another one of our happy memories together. 

It was on a weekend, she had a photoshoot going on and it was our anniversary day. She did texted me in the morning that she may not make it for dinner as the photoshoot would take quite some time and their technical team is facing some difficulty. I've already planned out a surprise dinner for her around their photoshoot area, so I wasn't really upset. I just pretended to be upset that she might be able to make it later tonight. 

I actually already prepared some gifts for her, her favourite chocolate, her favourite flower, which are tulips by the way, her favourite dish, went all the way to her favourite restaurant to take away, and a soft teddy bear toy, one she have not had yet. I was kinda stalking my girlfriend from a far, she seemed so cheerful but in her eyes, she's exhausted. I can tell, I've known her for quite some time, even before we were couples I could see it in her eyes. It was about seven in the late evening when she texted me that it should be over in an hour. Our dinner plans was at eight. 

I replied with a sad smiley face. She replied saying she will treat us and do anything I want for a whole day in the coming weekend. I acted as though I was really sad. She tried so hard to please me. It was about seven forty five when she texted me saying the photoshoot was over. I replied, be there in a jiffy. I was, I was really near, like a minute walk away from her. She was still hanging out with her colleagues, they were asking her to eat with them as they were going to a nearby cafe to eat.

I was already behind her when she declined a third time. Her colleagues looked at me and they all almost synchronizing-ly said "Oh." That was when she turned behind and saw me. The look on her face. She was surprised and sad at the exact same moment. I smiled and just hugged her and said it's all okay. I did told her I set up a reservation at eight, and if we miss it they will open it to other patrons. 

She kind of sobbed when I hugged her. And then I explained it all that I prepared a nice dinner for just the two us back home, she said bye to her colleagues and we proceeded to walk to my car and when she opened the door she was dumbfounded. She stared at me with her big round eyes. Sort of glaring, sort of happy mixed with sadness.

It ended a good anniversary for us. 

I drifted slowly again, my thoughts thinking that I could get use to this. Its not that hard, is it? The fifth room. This was the day something happened at one of the events she attended. I wasn't there when it happened, I was there after it happened, trying to calm her down and get her mood back up. See, she is a cosplayer too, most gaming streamers would at least take on three different jobs at the same time. And the unforgettable memory that happened was someone molested her and she did not notice who it was. It shook her a lot, I mean, I won't get it, since I'm not a girl. 

But I guess it kinda feels like an unpleasant feeling as if someone has already taken advantage of you. The situation ended quite quickly as we couldn't apprehand the suspect and I've already calmed her with ice cream, I mean, it was a desperate situation. Funny. Gosh, I miss her so much. 

The room fades, the sixth room. This is a memory of which I thought of her. So here's the story, before I met her, we were strangers. I actually saw her from Facebook. I tried to talk to her but to no avail, I still remember. And finally I decided to do something I have never done before, I messaged her saying that I have a business idea for her, detailing what products we could sell, that was how we actually met. We met at a cafe nearby her house, I explained to her that it was my first time doing this, and that I think her fans would love the end product. 

She agreed and set up a poll on Facebook to check the feedback. It was a success. Pre-orders were all sold within the day! I was surpised! We didn't set a high pre-order volume, it was about fifty units, I still won't mention what product it is. Just use your imagination. Fifty units and in different patterns, all sold out. Oh wow the joy. Well after that we started hanging out quite a lot as we brainwashed ideas to get multiple products out for her fans. I mean, even other than her fans, her events she attended we also set up a booth, most of it sold out pretty quickly.

She was like an idol. Like wow. I was totally mind-blown! It went steady for quite awhile. Then one day I asked if she would like to go on a date with me. Her relationship then wasn't stable. She was emotional most of the time, so I tried my best to please her ideas and her requests. I didn't earn much from the sales, I earned her trust and her happiness. I used that to my advantage and the few weeks we went out together was the best of my life. I will never forget the memories we had. 

The room again faded away into thin air, at the back of me was nothing but black and darkness. The final room, I drifted slowly, trying to stop myself but I couldn't. I entered the room. I looked up, feeling dejected and happy at the same time, I saw a crossroad. It was a four lane road and I saw her at the opposite lane. She wasn't looking at me and somehow I cannot hear my voice. I decided to just drift there, well, because, since I am floating, the cars will pass right through me. I drifted slowly towards her and suddenly a loud sound,"BAM!" 

I heard various voices and there was one which captured my hearing, it was a sob. I tried to open my eyes. It was her voice. I need to open my eyes. I need to hug her. I need to tell her that all this time, I am in love with her. 

"Babe!"

"Babe!" came a voice while sobbing. 

"Yes?" I answered in a weak voice, tasting blood in my mouth. 

"Oh my gosh you are alright. Thank god. You got to lay still okay?" she said with a loving tone in her voice. 

"Okay." I replied. "What happened?" I continued. 

"You'll be alright. You got hit by a speeding car while trying to save a kid." she replied. 

"Ah." I remember now. "How long was I unconscious?" I asked her with a soft voice. 

"Shh. Just rest okay? I love you."

"I love you too." I said with a smile on my face.


*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.
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Do you still think you're worth it to me?

As I stood there tears flowed down my cheeks. I didn't know what to expect, what to feel, what to react and what to do. All I could do was just stand there, dumb founded by the question she threw at me. It said, "Do you still think you're worth it to me?" I kept as silent as a mouse. Unable to comprehend the situation and the mixed feeling of anger, guilt, frustration and awfulness that the question impacted me with. I quickly mumbled something out of my mouth, even I do not remember what it was. She stared at me with such glaring eyes that my heart shrank into a small cube. I feel my stomach having butterflies and I had to sit. I felt as though the blood in my head has just stopped flowing momentarily after she asked me the question.

Uh, I can still feel the feeling I had when she said those words. It hurt me so deep I think it even punctured my heart. It was there and then that pur memories flashed back, the time before I met her, how I met her, how we grew closer together, how she expressed her feelings on things and issues she likes and dislikes. Our memories of hiking up the trail to a small mountain nearby the place I stay to see the sunrise and how we just sat there, staring into the morning sun and I remember myself telling her, "I wish everyday it would be like this. Just you and me, the sunrise, and the insects in the forests."

She gave me a giggled answer and smiled. Flashback to the day I proposed to her to be my girlfriend, it was on April the first, two thousand and eighteen. We have just gotten to know each other a little while, but I have been kinda of a pushy guy and strong centered as I really wanted to make her my girlfriend. Seeing as she is a gaming streamer, there were many other guys out there trying to woo her heart. I felt like a king when she accepted. It wasn't that easy. I had to prepare a dinner set of 3 course meals and dessert and of course I added the wine, not that I drink it at all, but its just as a symbol of class.

We had a little chat before dinner and I could tell that she was very pleased with it in her eyes. I took my chance and asked her, while pulling a red rose from my black blazer and standing up on my feet to approach her, she clasps her hands together to her lips in shock, as she did not expected this to happen. It was a surprise. It took me 2 whole months to get the 3 course meals to be in about eighty percent condition. I tried my best, but it was worth it.

Fast forward to a year later, we have had a few fights in the course of our relationship. And in all the fights, I was the one who is the asshole. I kept doubting her and suspect that she likes another guy from her community group. There were a few times when I indirectly asked her, "Hun, who's this guy who keeps talking to you on Whatsapp?" She just replies,"Oh, he's the guy who organizes events for me." And I went, "Ah." sarcastically.

She fired up. I guess she was on her period or she just couldn't take it anymore. She shot me with questions like,"You dont trust me is it?!" and "You think I'm cheating on you is it?!". I froze. I admit that it was my insecurities which made this all come true. The fear that I have since before I met her, rejection. I replied, "No, just asking only ma." Tyring to get my composure back from the shocking tone of her voice. A small sized girl, but her voice was as loud as a bullet being shot from 300 yards away. Funny.

She is a nice and outgoing girl, sometimes likes to stay home and just cuddle and watch movies and animes. Sometimes she acts cute and wants to be pampered with, and occasionally I would bring her out to fancy dinners and sometimes lunch, all happened on a weekend though. Sometimes I would just randomly surprise her with unsuspecting gifts. See, there is this part of my brain, which kinda remember what girls said to me, no matter who, as long as that person is a girl, I will lock in to them by something they said to me, whether its by sending me a song, letting me know as a friend or just suggesting it.

I have a knack for these things. It would take some time sometimes to get what she wants, hey, I'm not a rich guy. Just an average joe earning average income. But most of the times when I surprised her she was so delighted. The look in her face and her smile just melts my heart away. I knew I want to see her like this everyday. But I think the evil side of me got hold of me. It was a few days before our one year and two months anniversary that we had a fight.

It was the worst of it all. I saw her hanging out with a guy and being, to me, over friendly to the guy. I mean, he is good looking and funny. I've just known him as hi and bye type. But as I watched, my heart begun to feel angry and hurt at the same time, I couldn't hold my feelings any longer and I did not want to approach them there and create a scene. I instead took to instant messaging, Whatsapp. I blurted out hurtful words to her and accused her of liking that guy.

She got so mad. So, so mad. I have never seen her this mad before, but I think that that time, I have already pushed it too far. "She will never forgive me for this." My heart told me. I trembled in the fear of losing her completely this time. And my worst fears came true. She knew I was around there at that time as I was just lingering around while she was working. She replied my message with a sentence, "Meet me at the car now."

I read and did not reply. I chose not to reply because I knew the consequences of my actions, that what I had done was someting extremely foolish and selfish. I had only thought of my heart and not how she felt. I felt my heart burned. It felt hot, as though there was a nuclear explosion in it. Slowly I walked towards my car. I was thinking of the sorts of excuses and promises that I would say and expected what questions she would ask and how was I going to answer it.

I saw her from afar, waiting at my car. She stood there, with her white top and her black short skirt with frills and her favourite black choker around her neck with the necklace that I gave her as our first year anniversary present. Her arms were folded and the look on her face was what it took for my legs to feel shaky. I felt as though I couldn't walk, as though I was turning into a zombie. I walked slowly towards her.

And I saw, in her eyes, it was red, not that she was angry, but I could tell she was hurt. And at that instant moment, I remembered all her past stories of her family and what happened to her. I felt like a complete loser, worse than a loser, I felt like dust. I remember how she told me that her family do not felt like a family. And how she wished that she had known me earlier. All I could do was smile at that time. I had no words to say to her, all I did was smile and hugged her tightly. I swear I did tear up a bit. And so did she.

Her eyes were red and she was clasping tissues in between her fingers as she sobbed. Then she said these words,"Do you still think you're worth it to me?"

I replied her in a soft tone while looking deep into her eyes, "No."

She looked at me with her red and watery eyes and said,"I know you are worth it to me. I love you so much. Please understand that I will always love you no matter what and how the situation is." while walking towards me as I was standing about two feet away from her, and then she hugged me and sobbed loudly.

This was the moment that I will cherish forever. This was the moment that I will remember for the rest of my life, even if we don't work out over the years, that this woman, who has gone through so much hardships in life, never failed to smile and helped when she could, she never failed to cheer me up when I had a rough day at work, she always knows how to make me smile, make me laugh.

She is the one.

She will always be the one for me.




*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.
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The Boy in The Man

"Now you know all this while who'd the one who is childish? You. You were the one who was always nagging me this and that, telling me all kinds of stories, making me fantasize about you and think how pretty and beautiful you were. I thought of our future times together, when we will cuddle, when we will kiss, when we get married, when I lived with her and a whole bunch of kids(Haha). But all that time it was short-lived. I was just naive and a fool. But after all, it wasn't all her fault, I mean look at it the mature way, don't just blame other people, the best is don't blame it on anyone else, but some people do, I feel stressed, I feel as though my whole entire body is gonna burst into pieces and then just-forget-me-forever. Right. Besides, she was the one who was attracted to my lameness first. I was being lame, right, but come on, I'm just nineteen man! I wanna live! Not sulk in working and studying and studying and wokring, ah, I can't stand that man. Give me a break. I honestly, seriously, sincerely hate studying, but on the other hand, I honestly, seriously, sincerely loved her. Oh my! I'm talking rubbish again! Anyway, I really thought she was the one for me, even though there was an obvious age gap in between. But you know, sorry, *whispers*, this is gonna be kinda annoying! But you know, I'm telling the truth okay, and I mean the truth truth, not just the truth, the first time I met them, I mean her and her family, I didn't like them, they gave me a bad impression at first, talking kinda openly and their mum didn't really bother. So I was feeling kinda awkward. But I will talk openly in front of my friends when I consider them close, yeah, close, which is like I know what they do, their opinions on this and that, teenagers these days, I mean that's way mature talk(Haha), which I consider that. Anyway. My point is that they were talking kinda openly and they were loud. And I mean, seriously, loud. People do not know the true me, but from my face, you can tell a lot about me, except my secrets, which is safe with me, I think. Anyways, I don't care if it spills out, so what? Everyone has secrets, it just depends on how serious it is. We didn't meet up until one day when my sister told me she was coupling her brother. I was like what the hell. But anyway, I didn't care at first, going to work and as usual, looking out for pretty girls, which I did, and she was beyond wow pretty. I'm not gonna mention her name though, anyway, back to the story, I was just usual, happy, talkative employee in my store- I work in a bookstore namely Borders, but then everything changed when she started to talk to me. I was like oh, okay, another one of the girls, messages-me-and-then-forgets-me kinda thing. You know, some of you would do, I mean girls. But to my surprise, she did not, at first I thought, wow, boy does this girl talk a lot. The strangest part of her was not saying good night everytime we messaged till around midnight. Then she just dozes off and continues again the next day, first, she was doing that all the time, while I was just being the passive kinda guy, you know, the boy in me, HAHA."

"After all, my sister told me she liked me, so I went okay, but I don't. That was where I was wrong, all the while. My colleagues in my store kiept asking me, "Eh Ben, where your girlfriend la?" And then I'll go, "Don't have la." And after knowing that she liked me, I lied still, continuing my daily chores of lying to them. But the one day I realised this familiar emotion inside me, love. I noticed I started to enjoy talking to her and, I finally admitted to my sister that I loved her, hey catch or grasp the key word! LOVE! LOVE dammit! I was so in love with her that I felt that I am in love heads over heels for her. I was at the tip of her toes, gosh, if only she knew that, if she wanted to know. But I noticed something weird about her, sorry dear!, she gets kinda creeped up if ever a guy tells her he loves her. Maybe she's a guy? HAHA. No way in HELL! Yeah, get that, no way in HELL she's a guy! But maybe, some guy genes you know, the biology crap, the DNAs of guys and girls mix up and ta-da, how transvestite came about. Crap, sorry for the basic biology rubbish. Anyway, back to the sad love story, besides, I don't really mind that, I mean, I tell her sometimes, even though I planned to tell her in the face, didn't wanna repeat what happened when I was a teenager. I don't wanna go bragging about my pass life anymore. But I will, from time to time. Something new. But hey, look at the bright side, she liked me! Uh-who-cares-anyway? Besides her mother, I would do fine. Her mum had several requirements before I can get to her daughter. That, I was fine with it too. I'm almost done with her mother's "quest". Haha. But i guess its not valid anymore, is it? I don't care. After all, love has no limits. I find love to be very complicated, strange and beyond your wildest dream. After that day, I asked her a question, the key question in pursuing our relationship, it ended. It did not even started. I did not even asked her to be my girlfriend yet, no, and we just stopped there. I didn't wanna sulk in my own sad feeling and kept thinking I was coaxed or tricked into her virtual love. There goes hell, my heart breakes into a trillion pieces and without doubt, I cried. I cried and was surprisingly early for work the next day. I felt as though I had a boost from my tears. But yeah, the days after that weren't what I thought.. It was hell. I was hurt still, and she was being selfish, I tried to understand her, she said I was perfect, I said I'm not, I told her she was sexy and hot, because she wanted to cut down on her weight, she said she's fat, i said she's fine, she said random guys smsed her telling her they loved her, and she says they're annoying. Well, I'm part of her statistic now. Now I'm just gonna give it all up and totally forget this has ever happened, and refresh again I just hope to meet the girl who would appreciate me for who I am and what I will give and love them. Well, I hope she would be reading this, because after all, the person who wrote this story was the boy in the man inside me.

I hope dear readers you guys would understand this. And to the girl I write this story to, I still do love you.

Update: Used to love you. Posting this up again.

Love and signed,
Benjamin Wong

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.
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Freedom Fighters: Chapter Two: Malaysia

The day World War Three started, our country went into a curfew. The Internet was disabled by TM, the private telecommunications company in our country and sole provider for internet connection. It caused a ruckus and chaos in the country, almost a world war in our own country, but the television lines were sill okay, so the Government made a public statement saying, "In this desperate times, I, the Prime Minister of Malaysia, have got news from the West, that World War 3 just broke out, we do not know how, or why, but what we do know is to protect ourselves. I am very sorry for the Internet issue, which caused everyone to be frustrated. This will give us full security as no information from our country can be leaked into other countries and vice versa. I am doing this to protect all of us, although this seem to be a bit drastic, but I pray, you all will be together with me. This is hardships that we are enduring. Our neighbouring country, Singapore has already drawn certain plans to adjust ourselves to this dire situation. We are to join forces with them and unify, in a new army named the Freedom Fighters. We do not fight for anyone, we fight for us. In this I hope we all come as one. It is time to show who we really are, to stand up for ourselves. Thank you, I will be addressing you all tomorrow morning again regarding this matter. Goodnight, and sorry for the inconvenience caused."

That statement left everyone stunned. Nobody expected this to happen. Starting tomorrow, work will be different. The situation will all be different. The next morning, the Prime Minister addressed to the people again, on supporting his statements he said last night and also the possible mobilisation of the National Service training recruits, integrating them into the Military. Posts have been set up nationwide for trainees to apply for position, and for the ones who feel like volunteering to help and contribute to the country. 

Obviously, I have to apply for a position, but all they give was crap positions, pilot, navy crew, infantry, submarine division, medics, hospital division, arms division, operatives division, and the one which interest me, the intelligence division. I applied for that. Not that its safe or anything, but one mistake and the whole country's in trouble. 

One thing our country was lucky is that we have our own satellite for our own local television. With that, we can send messages on television, telling civilians what to do and how to survive. We taught the civilians and in the meantime multi tasking our armies to get use to the equipments and their respective sections. I was assigned to Intelligent Gathering Section, the IGS, very dangerous job. we communicate through our own local television, making it as a base receiver for all our communications, so with all the Internet gone, we still have communications with our military and civilian as well. 

My first assignment was to Indonesia. No ships, or boats allowed, so I had to swim to the other island, but I have trained, for a month, a hardcore training, only seven hours sleep a night, the rest is swim training, for twenty days, and I have five days to gear up and five days rest. I went out, for the last five days of my life with my friends. Some have went into infantry, some into pilot, some into mobile section, some into medic, some still thinking. I hung out with very few. My assignment was highly top secret, I told my friends I would be away for quite awhile for some assignment. 

The day came. I swam non stop to Indonesia. After so much training it felt nothing much, pretty cool and calm with it. I arrived on Indonesian shores at February 2nd 2015. My assignment was scout and Intel collection, nothing more. I was only equipped with a Glock 19 pistol, just in case, and four magazines. I took pictures, silently, of the shores, how they mobilized their army, where they guarded, where they deliver and receive new supplies, I just continue to snap snap snap.

It took me three days. I had to cut it short because an enemy spotted me, so I just swam home. When I reached Malaysian shores, boy was I glad to be greeted with green uniforms. I quickly asked for a private transport back to HQ.

Well, cut the slack and chat, that was my first assignment, anyway, this is my fortieth assignment. Operation UWA Intercept. An integrated and secured operation commanded by the UWA in collaboration with FF to bring down the I.R.F. Yes, I am one of the seven stranded in Brazil. Two Marines, two Green Berets, two UWA Intel Officers and me, one Malaysian Intel Officer, Class 7. They were close together, I of course I felt like an outcast. But the war was hell. I've seen Marines been blown to bits, Marines tortured and killed, so many horrifying things. Some even stabbed to death.

I just wish I could be in Malaysia.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.


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Freedom Fighters: Chapter One: World War Three!

The I.R.F struck with so much brute force that the Marines couldn't handle the strength they carried, in the arms segment that is, they had even more advanced weapons than the Marines had, showering them with heat-seeking mortar rounds, armour piercing rounds, high explosive grenades and flash bangs. Not only that, they even deployed tanks and reconnaissance vehicles to defeat the Marines. The Marines were strategically deployed into teams of tens or hundreds. In just less than twelve hours of battle they were reduced to less than half of their force and left with low ammunition supplies and medics. 

After another four hours of gruelling battle, the remaining forces were taken out by snipers, predicted to be mercenaries who used to work either Military or private organizations. They retreated into the dense jungles of Brazil, hoping to avoid detection and escape the brutal death their remaining comrades felt. With so much torture and pain, they ran, not for their country, but for their lives. The enemies are brutal. Even brutal than what you think they are. It was a compilation of devils merged together into one. 

They camped and survived in the jungle, hunting anything they could which can be made into dinner. They survived on little water and food, but moved on with the same pace. The didn't back down, just waiting for rescue to get them to safety and back home. The jungle was way better than the war. The jungle do have predators, but mostly are on the ground, so they stayed a top the trees to survive. They were exhausted and tired of running. 

Before this, at their base off the shores of Miami, they were confident, with over a battalion of Marines to defeat the enemy at the gates of Venezuela now with just a squad or rifle infantry of seven members. Seven members left, they were all close friends staying in the same barracks and knowing each other for almost seven years. They were small in number, so it was hard to detect them. They waited and waited. 

Miami. Dated 24th March 2020. The coast of Miami was turned from a partying beach into a military zone. Across the world there were few places who are D.M.Z.s, like Singapore and its neighbouring country, Malaysia and Hawaii. Now Miami is the secondary base for the U.W.A, the United Western Army which is made up of the American and British Army, together with neighbouring European countries like France, Germany, Denmark, Norway, Sweden and a few more countries. The shores are now erected with guard towers of massive heights and guarded by the SAS and Green Berets. The Marines were just front line soldiers, providing cover for covert operations run by the SAS and Green Berets, who are in charge of the situation. 

A few bases had already fallen into the hands of the I.R.F. The base at Australia, New Zealand, India, Canada and some parts of South America, including the enemies base at Venezuela. The amount of Marines , SAS and Green Berets which were killed were off the charts, with civilians killed almost daily, recruiting them into the I.R.F was the reason why the Marines are losing. 

The I.R.F, is controlled by not one leader, but a few, as what its acronym serves, the International Rebels Faction, it was mainly the armies of terrorist factions, the Japanese "yakuzas",the Chinese triads and the Russian Mobs or Mafias as they are known. Their unification spread across the Internet globally, with videos  and videos of them slowly conquering the world by brute force and violence. This unification post a major threat to the world security and the peace treaty signed long time ago. But it did not include nor state that it applies for the unification of rebel armies across the globe. 

At first, the United States Army and Marines tried to bring them down with small scale invasions and lock downs. The recent ambush on an American convoy from the South of Russia sparked World War Three. Video clips of the shootings on American Military trucks were played in many Youtube accounts, where the FBI said it would take months and probably even years to find the original uploader, therefore implying that the search was nullified. 

World War 3. 

The war every human on earth did not want to know. It was the worst world war in the history of mankind. Untold stories of physical abuse, physical torture, fear, rape, psychological disorders, mental illness, and many more are kept silent by the victims. Most would surrender but little are willing to die. How the I.R.F recruited their soldiers were simple, kill your family, or you. Worst still, kill your loved one, or you. Either one of this two or you can join their army, in which you get paid, but the horror you have to go through their training session. 

Nobody was safe any more. Even civilians are threatened daily. With the war raging on, there weren't much places left to run. Countries like Malaysia, Singapore and Hawaii, already locked their perimeter with their own armies to protect their own country and Singapore and Malaysia had a Peace Military Treaty and introduced a new army named Freedom Fighters. 

The high technology war escalated so fast that in just the first year, two nuclear disasters, three nuclear explosions and five massive gun battles. The number of soldiers killed in total reached to almost a billion, with the Americans suffering more loses. In the United States, police officers are promoted to private ranks to enter the Army to service the country. The world was in chaos. 

The United States did not for see this, nor did anyone. The I.R.F took it coolly and boldly. The battle of Venezuela was the last huge battle. After that battle the Americans suffered a forty percent loss in their army strength and a ten percent loss in the I.R.F. Not to mention communication and Internet, both are dominated by the I.R.F. The world's economy plunged like an aeroplane crashing, from being stable to almost zero economic value, import and exports become scarce and the only main exports were from the I.R.F, mainly transporting their arms and artilleries from one place to another, or one factory to the other. 

The war raged on, but slowly the UWA are retreating. They are losing so many men in the field of war. The I.R.F conquered almost sixty percent of the land. That is the start of World War Three.

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A girl angry.

What is it that you fear most? Insects? Animals? Ghosts? Paranormal activities? My fear was, making a girl angry. It would hurt me so much that I would cry. Even if I didn't love her at all, or even had a relationship before, or even, we just met. 

In my past relationship, I made my girl angry and sad. I hurt her at times, deeply. For my own selfish reasons. I know, I'm not a perfect man, but I'm trying, if only she would give me a break and not scold me for little and petty things. I used to think that it was all my fault, but now, she's just covering up her lies. That doesn't matter, I don't want to know any more. I'm just done with her. She gave me so much shit, and I also returned it. We went head to head. 

We didn't talk, for almost a week, I didn't want to bother as I want to move on with my life as she suggested. I missed her at times, and when I told her, she shushed me up and said that she didn't want to talk to me any more. So I kept quiet, I didn't reply at all. Not a word. I moved on with my life. Talking with other people, hanging out, going for drinking sessions, as in restaurants, not in bars or clubs. Even the word "club" would make my heart stop awhile. That was how much I suffered, no, I don't want any more shit from her. I've had enough of her constant anger and remarks. Enough is enough. I have given her face too much. Its time not to care. I went karaoke sessions with my friends, singing our lungs out, laughing about our voices. It was a good moment. 

And F.Y.I, I'm not saying all this to talk shit about you. No, I don't want an argument. Its simple, you said you wanted out of my life, I give you the green light. You don't matter to me any more. And I mean it. There's no point in me doing so, you'll just be using me and covering it all up, giving me the experience of making out with you, no. And yes, this is what I was thinking all the while, no, I don't want to have anything to do with you. Its not that I don't know everything about you, the thing is, you only know this little about me. You do not know, the true self of me. My secrets, no. You don't. 

Suddenly, after all this while, I just realised, I have loved you. Now, I try not to care about you. Yes, I try not to. I want to move on. So don't treat me like I'm your tape recorder. When you're all down and sad and lonely you look for me. When you're all cheers and smiles you find someone else. You complain to me about your friends, but complains when I complain a lot. You're no different. 

I wish for you to have a healthy and awesome life without me. Because I guess I'm here on earth to make girls like you realise, that life is not that way to live. Life isn't just about clubs, drinking, smoking, studying, partying, gossiping and whatever more you do. If that's life for you, boy I'm sure it sucks. Thank God I'm out of that hell hole I was brought into, at least I know now what it feels like. I won't ever set foot there. I promised myself. Hell I wouldn't even do it for my friend, why you? 

Because all this while. I know that I loved you like crazy. But when I always do, you don't feel the same. You know you're right, we're not meant to be together. But I'm glad we tried. Right now, I'm going to find the girl of my dreams, as there are better girls here than there. There, its not a place to study, its just a place of lust, alcohols, tobaccos and games. No, my life won't revolve around it. 

And I thank God for it. I wish He would save you one day too, and you will see that only in that place  is full of hell. I pray, that you will be saved from there one day, just hang on, for a little while longer. I still care for you. Its just that I don't show it. :) 

So guys, here's the information, never make a girl angry or sad. Don't even try to hurt her to test her or anything which might seem fun to us guys, its just for our chat and joke, not to be tested. A girl is precious. Every single one of them. ;) It only takes the special one to realise. 

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My Baby.

Whispering "I miss you my baby. I miss you." In my dreams it might all seem real. But I know that in truth, its just a dream. I couldn't do anything to change her mind now. I sigh everyday, but it wouldn't help me, she's thirteen hundred miles away. I have thought of going to where she was, but I do not have the funds. In my dreams, we were kissing and hugging, so lovable and sweet. In my dreams, we were holding hands, nothing on earth mattered but us. In my dreams, we were so in love. And in my dreams, how sadly it is, ends, with a tragic end. Because you see, folks believe that in all good things, there are an end, but I did not believe it, no, I thought we were meant to be together.

Slowly I recollected the memories of us together when we were back home, we would be hanging out the whole day, laughing, making out, having fun, we would laze on the bed until we fall asleep, although, we were tired because of making out, I know it is all confidential, so I won't go into further details. Our memories were so little, but yet it was memorable. I would never forget what we have accomplished together, achieved together. We fought, argued, most of our times together, but when we were happy, the world mattered like next to nothing. We were in love. So in love. But I didn't know, that everything would change one day. You had to go back to your home, your parents wanting you to be back, I would be happy for you.

The date scheduled for you to arrive home was two weeks from today's date. Why was it so fast, I wouldn't know. She didn't know either. Our two weeks passed on, again, memorably. We had fun going out, shopping, movie, having our private moments. We took a lot of pictures. Like a lot of pictures. I believed that it was all just a joke for her to be home. But then, the space flight ticket arrived at my doorstep. I took it with a heavy heart. I didn't want to let her go. I didn't want her to leave home, if she could, or would, just take me along. I wouldn't mind finding a job there. Where she was staying, in a small town, the place is cozy. She showed me her parents, and even told her parents about me. Her parents seemed happy about it. Although they didn't give a go ahead.

The day arrived when she had to board the plane home. She said she would miss me very much, and miss our moments together. I said "Yea, me too my baby. I love you with all my heart." All she did was nod, and i saw tears running down her cheeks. All I could do was hug her and wish her it would all go well. She stepped onto the plane. Before she left, she left a note and a present on my working desk. I watched as the plane left to its destination. I walked out of the airport with a heavy heart, everything was gone. I didn't feel any cheer, any laughs, oh her laugh, its the best laugh you would ever hear. It makes her look so cute. And her smile, her smile just melts my heart away. I was thinking about what we had done in two weeks before she left. It was the best two weeks of our lives as we did not fought, at all.

We promised to chat with each other everyday without fail, and if possible, video calling. I was saving my money for an investment, so I did not took out any money, because then I can visit her every month! As I was driving in my car back to my home, I thought about our intimate moments together, it was ecstatic. I have to admit, she wanted to offer herself to me before she left, but then I said no. She knew it was wrong too, and we were planning our wedding, the very next year. And I also have to admit, as a guy, I wanted her too, but I did not want to engage in anything or what soever. I reached home and quickly went up to my desk and took the note and present she left me. The first thing I did was to read the letter she wrote me.

"Dear Bob,

Our relationship has been the best thing that ever happened to me. Without you, my heart has an empty hole. Without you, there would be a missing puzzle. And if you were to be gone, the hole would never be recovered. I just want you to know how much I love you and cherish you. You are my best treasure. You are my love. Take care and miss me! :)

I love you forever.

I miss you everyday.

Signed;

Elaine. <3 xoxo!

I cried. I just cried. I couldn't take it, losing the girl I really loved. I know, I've done her wrong, I've done my mistakes, but I'm putting them all behind me. It didn't matter now. Because I just lost her. After I calmed down, I opened the present she gave me, it was a photo album of us together, since the day we met, until the day she left. A full three months. All I did after work everyday was sit at home and wait for her to be online. We would chat till the wee hours of the morning and then only we would go to bed.

One week passed. I didn't know this would happen, I didn't. I thought she was back there to help her parents in their business. But then, when we were chatting, she told me something which hurt me till today. Her parents had an arranged marriage for her. It was with a man which would secure her family's wealth for generations. She told me the guy was her friend when she was little, but she didn't have any feelings for him. And now they're getting married. I couldn't take it. I cried while we were video calling. It hurt me so bad I just wanted to die and didn't know of her marriage. We were so close. And her parents just shattered our dreams. I don't mean to blame them, they're securing their children's wealth in the future.

She told me that she would not have any intimate relationship with him no matter they're married, to her, its a business marriage, not a formal marriage. She keep telling me that. But I couldn't take it all, the girl of my dreams, marrying someone else. I dwell too much in that thought that it almost drove me crazy. She tried so many times to tell me, but I just didn't get it. She finally gave up, but she told me something, she would give me a chance. One last chance, just to be with her. I can't help it. I needed the chance at all costs.

She still loves me. Now, I can't do anything. But she said that if I could change myself, and prove to her that she wrong, I might get a chance. This time I won't fail. I want her back, at all costs. I want her to be mine, mine forever. I wish she just would understand my situation, all I want from her is her. I just want her to know what I feel, how I feel about certain feelings I have, what is my current situation, I want her to know, that I'm hurting. Really badly. And I blew my chances. Now its all up to me to change things. I really want her. I'm going to change what I can, as hard as I can. I'm going to change because I love her with all my heart. I love her so so much.

To;

V.E.L. (She knows who she is.)

I LOVE YOU.

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Cry.

I didn't knew it would affect her so much. I didn't knew it would make her this way. I didn't know. Her friends came to me and said she cried all night. And she would cry some of the days when she remembered.

All I remembered I could do was, a little bit strange, but I, not literally, but like a machine automatically, just, well, smiled. The reason was because I was touched. It touched me deeply, really. With the transparent mask covering my nose and mouth, with two white tubes inserted into the top of the mask, I actually smiled. And it made them curious, made them wondered, although they know my love for her, but why in the world would I actually smile? Did you know I like suspense? I like thriller, as in not the music by Michael Jackson, but as in the movies category, thriller. I watched this movie called Black Hawk Down, some of you might watch it, if you guys are a military geek like me, but anyways, it actually made me feel as though I was in the movie. At the end of the movie, I actually knew what a main character said, as quoted, "If they ask me why I'm crazy to do this, they wouldn't know, that in here, the only thing that matters is the man next to you." I loved that movie. It also makes you feel as though you are in the movie, but in the authenticity, you're actually sitting there, watching the movie, sometimes fiction, sometimes non-fiction. It was like I was in it, thrilling the audiences, it honestly would make you feel, great. They looked at me with puzzled faces. The three of them. I did not bother, just smiling like a fool. It was as though I could imagine her actually sitting at home crying, all because of something I did to save her, well, in the nick of time. But hey, saving a life is better than doing nothing. Am I right?

Oh! Did I not mention her physical attraction? Oh man, its amazing. Yeah. But amazing as she is, nobody sees what I see in her, she might be mysterious, but what if she had a bad past? What if, oh man, now the "What if's", What if, as I know, her parents are out for work, she's all alone at home, and seriously, she's got nothing to do, I mean if it was me, you know, as in a third person view thing, but hey, I'm just saying, there might be a chance. Right? You know she's as secretive as ever. You try to hack through all you get is an error message, its how, I mean, metaphorically, she, you know, is. Its nice for someone to be like that, I have never met a girl though, as mysterious as her. It just makes my heart blow. I mean, blow as in the positive way, not the negative way in which, it means explode, no. And no, it does not mean, or made me feel that I have known her for years, it actually sounds pretty lame, or pathetic, as you would say. It ain't like all those classical romance movies where, or was it in the middle ages? Anyhow, where this kind of thing would be popular. Some fashion kind of lexicon. The world ain't that way you know, for those who believe this, classic or industrial romance. She also seems to be naive, I would say. Or maybe she knows, but you know, I don't wanna make judgement.

But again, I made a girl cry, for me. It sucks you know. I thought it was fun to disturb girls last time, when I was in high school. But now, I think yeah, what my father said was true, I have changed, wee. I was hoping that would happen. I don't want to be child-like for too long, in fact, I used to disturb my sisters like everyday, but then one day, I do not know when, it changed. It somehow changes your perception of the world we live in, the people in it, and people like us who would die with it. I used to disturb girls in y high school, but then in college, it all changed. Then I worked for a pretty long time, like two years? And I finally made my mind to, I mean, set my mind, to study. And get a degree. I don't disturb her much I guess. Well, I try not to. My theory of the caring approach. You approach someone, must be someone you love of course, I mean like, couples, not like family love. So you approach someone you love and be very nice to her or him, try and make them laugh, and so on. I don't know why, as I have observed, on a small scale, that guys tend to make girls a little furious, like annoyed-furious, but not at all angry. I've observed and found that out, in most groups of friends. I dare not do that again, if you were to ask me. And why, because I'm applying my personal theory of caring.

Still puzzled at my smile I looked at them, they said nothing and just lingered. Finally I got up by myself, trying to pull the tubes from my left arm off, the tubes on my right arm off, the mask with tubes, the beeping machine on my right rings an alarm. I sighed. The nurse would be here any moment. I thought. And the nurse did came. I ignored them all and walked through the ward. My friend asked me where I was heading, I replied him with a short and simple answer, "To see her." They tried to negotiate me to go back to my warm, and lousy bed, to wait for her to come. It would probably take years then. I told myself. I went out of the ward, still in my surgery clothes, to hail for a cab. The ran after me and again persuaded me to go back in, I told them, "I ain't gonna let the girl I love cry for something that I have done out of my free will. It's not her fault." And I got in the cab, and I directed him to her house.

Three months ago.

"Hey guys! Wanna go the night market?" I asked.

"Sure!" she answered.

"Okay." her friend answered.

"No problem." my friend answered. "Time?"

"Bout eight thirty?" I told him, looking at them.

And the thumbs up. Meaning we're on! Well, it was at eight pm when I arrived at her house, together with our gang, you know, when you're in university life there would be groups and all, the bitchy ones, the geeky ones, the lazy ones, the cool ones, the talkative ones, the know-it-all ones, et cetera. So she came down and we headed off to the night market. As we were walking, there were cars passing by us, as the nigh market was opposite the street. Suddenly, a driver swerved into our direction, I was standing in the middle, she was on my right, her other three friends on my left, and as the car swerved into our direction, I quickly grabbed her, and I did not know where the extra strength come from, but I grabbed her, she stunned, I actually threw her, well literally, threw her back onto the pavement where we came from and all I heard after that was a scream and I felt my legs numb. I passed out, looking at her frightened eyes as I did so. Freaky? Not at all.

The cab reached her house. I went in as the gate isn't locked. I went up to the floor she was staying. I heard cries and knocked on the door. My legs all bandaged up. I heard a sob and then she opened the door. She saw me and was about to close the door when I put my hand in. "

"Not going to invite me in?" I asked her.

She sobbed and shook her head left and right. Again I smiled. I invited myself in and gave her a hug. All she did was, cry.

_______________________________________________________________

You see in this world we live in, its always nice to be nice to other people.

Love will come anyway, its just the matter of when.

Friendship can last long, if you know how to treasure it.

Relationship can last long, if you know how to respect it.

For love is always there,

For love is always forever,

If only we know how to treasure,

Your friends and loved ones.

- Author of Stories.

:)

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T3T6 part 6: Crash

We left Cybernetics Research Corporation's armory for a safe house south of our country, it would be estimated to take about seven hours. During the journey we encountered several interference which lead us to another small group of survivors. They were stuck in an apartment with thirty stories high. They were of course, at the highest level, defending themselves with homemade weapons and defenses. There were five of them, three adults, one teenager and one child. So we decided to save them. As the helicopter descended, the child was grabbed by a zombie when he was standing by the place where they defended against the zombies, as the child was taken, an adult quickly tried to grab the child but it was all a failure, the child was bitten. They left the child there as we were screaming to bring him on board as we have the cure. Suddenly his eyes turned dark red, his body shivering, his fingers changing, his mouth muttering, his legs slowly moving, he was a zombie.

"That ain't possible right?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah. The transformation should be a slow process." answered Danial.

"Probably they mutated." I answered them, both.

Everyone looked at me, and the pilot as well. I gave them my puzzled look saying, "What?" Then we took off, we were about another one and a half hours away from the safe house when the helicopter runs out of fuel.

"How is that possible?!" I asked the pilot.

"I don't.....I don't know. We had full tank before we left the armory." he replied me in shock.

"Probably we hovered too long?" the co-pilot answered.

We all stared at him. Could be true. It was a Bell helicopter, isn't made to hover, it is made to fly around blasting enemies up. The hovering took about five percent of the fuel, now the fuel indicator is pointing at empty. We had no choice.

"I'm gonna try and land on a high rise building." the pilot said.

"No!" I replied. "Land us on the ground, the high rise might come crashing down. Its better to land on land as it is secured and would be easy for us to regroup."

"Okay, okay." the pilot said.

The fuel indicator beeped. We were doomed.

"Emergency landing commenced!" the pilot screamed to us at the back. "Brace yourselves for hard landing!"

I held onto Cindy's hand, she looked at me, tears in her eyes. "We're not going to die." I whispered to her. She smiled and closed her eyes. I watched as the helicopter plummet down thirty stories high. Before it reached the fifth storey I screamed with my lungs,"JUMP!"

We jumped. All of us. But as we jumped, the helicopter blade was right on top of Alex. As the helicopter crashed I watched in horror as the blade slammed into him like throwing him onto a concrete wall at more than one hundred miles an hour! I heard cracks on him and his last words were "Uh." Then he did not move an inch. As the helicopter crashed, Jennifer did not jump as she was afraid of heights. We did not know that by the way, and the roof of the helicopter crushed her like she was a sandwich. Two of the survivors we saved also died, one was crushed by the helicopter as he jumped out he slipped and fell beside the helicopter but, as the helicopter fell it went directly on top of him, crushing his upper body, he died on the spot. The other jumped too late, and so as she jumped, the helicopter crashed. Killing her instantly. We were stunned to the casualties that were inflicted on our group. Now there's left Cindy, Danial, Amanda, the two pilots, the two survivors which survived and me. Eight of us, proceeding to the safe house by foot, or by any means necessary, or possible. We of course went on foot, searching for a suitable car or jeep to fit the eight of us on board, probably, an armored truck.

And just as though luck was at our side, we found an armored truck just a few meters away from the crash site. Well, of course we buried the dead, and hope they won't rise again. We hopped into the truck and the pilot took control of the vehicle, while the co-pilot directed and explained to us about the Kevlar armors, the rifles and so on. He put me in the position of second in command as I knew more military crap than the rest. So we got into the truck. The pilot sped off into the direction of the safe house as it was his directive. As we sped off into the afternoon, the weather begun to change. Dark clouds begin to settle down in front of us, as though the evil is at work. Still we continued our journey. And true to the weather it begun to rain, heavily. It was another four hours drive away. We need to refuel the truck as it is running out of gas. We stopped by a gas station around the corner. The pilot pumped fuel as me and the co-pilot guard the area. We were carrying suppressed M4 Carbines. While refueling, the ground shook as though an earthquake was happening. Suddenly out in the front, about ten to twelve cars away we saw a giant zombie. It totally freaked all of us out. The pilot hurried to fuel as me and the co-pilot started to open fire at the monster. It was in broad daylight and we heard, the screams of zombies coming from behind it. We are in hell....

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T3T6 Part 5: Cybernetics Rotary Commision Archives

The Jeep sped off into the evening. We knew, it is time to get some cure and head on to a safe house, south of our country. But we were travelling north for the cure, or serums. We hurried ourselves as the night slowly falls in. It was about a two hour trip to a secured location, we hope we don't run into any trouble on the way, as we've seen mutated zombies in the city we left. It all looked hideous. And some of it smells, like very gross, disgusting smell. We do not know why but strangely these kind of zombies are much more aware of their situation compared to the others. So we tend to move quietly behind them, usually around them to avoid getting detected.

Finally we reached our destination, strangely the road was clear, the trouble is to find the exact location. We moved silently, one cover front, one cover back, one cover middle, while the girls move in the middle. I signaled them to hold, meaning squatting down and remain silent, but aware. I signaled them to hold position, signalling my hand gestures. They hold the position while I checked the perimeter. I moved closer towards the door. the darkness crept me in. It was enough creepy with the zombies around but the location makes it even worse. I approached the door and suddenly out of nowhere I heard a command, "Who's there?! Friend or foe?"

"FRIEND!" I screamed back, as fast as I could. Because you wouldn't know that if a fraction of a second they would fire on you.

"Company?"

"Squad." I replied.

"Battalion?"

"None." I answered.

"Guild?"

"Yes." I answered.

"Hold your fire. Opening doors, bring your squad in soldier."

"Roger mate, thanks."

I signaled my friends to join me as soon as possible. They quickly rushed to my side. Then the doors opened. I saw military personnel standing guard readying to fire. Once they saw us they went on ease. The door shut quickly.

"Welcome. I'm General Shep, Commanding orders from the

Government. What do you guys need here?"

"Finally some humans." muttered Cindy.

"We're here for the cure, a serum."

"Cure? Serum?" the General replied me puzzled. "What serum?"

"The cure to the T3T6 virus outbreak." I replied.

"Never heard of it here." he replied me.

"We read it, it was a classified file. And by the way, Government has abandoned their post. The place is empty, wrecked with blood stains and bullet holes and shells." I explained to him.

"Get me Corporal Jen." the General said to his assistant.

"Roger, sir." the assistant replied gesturing his hand to salute.

"Quickly." he replied short. "Now. Did it state where the serums were?" he continued.

"No sir, we have to find it."

He took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Attention all off duty soldiers, get your gear and prepare for Operation Search in t-minus five."

Instantly we heard the so called 'base' getting alive and noisy. Soldiers were getting their gears, equipping themselves with rifles and ammunition. In less than five minutes they were ready. The General then made an announcement and asked the soldiers to search for doors which are locked, sealed, on the floor, hidden, anything that may be a potential to store the serums.

"How long were you all here?" I asked the General.

"About two months before the accident." he replied. "We were supposed to guard the ammunition and weapons stored in the floors of this base." he continued after a pause.

"Whoa, in the meantime you guys are defending the serums too." I said. " Didn't they inform you about the serums?"

"Nope." came his reply. "I have three choppers and one Chinook, you guys want to follow us after we get everything here?"

"We need to get to south as we heard there is a safe house there, the entire island is a safe house, or so we heard." I explained to him.

"GOT IT SIR!" came a voice from the walkie-talkie, "Sect C, Room 111."

We rushed to the location and found a door sealed from the outside. There were CCTV cameras monitoring the door.

"Private, blast this door." the General gave his order.

"Roger sir."

"BOOM"

Inside was what the classified file wrote, there were huge crates written T3T6 Cure/Serum (i093;ca022).

"Sir, you called me?" came the Corporal.

"Yes Corporal. Did you intercept any messages from Base?"

"Negative sir."

"Okay son, now get troops here and move this crates to the choppers. We're out of here." the General said to the Corporal, giving him orders.

They loaded the helicopters with as many crates as they could. Then he commanded a squad, known as "The Expendables." The squad was a man of seven, with a Squad leader and an assistant for second in command. They were told to defend the crates until help arrives, within a twelve hour period.

We gathered on a helicopter meant for us, together with two pilots. They were supposed to drop us at the entrance of the safe house all the way at the south of our current location. We hopped into the chopper and that was where we all lift off for south. I was given an M4A1 Carbine with custom Holographic scope, all the guys. The girls were given sub machine guns.

The time it would take to arrive at the safe house was seven hours.

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T3T6 Part 4: Cure

While I was reading the contents, Cindy, Alex, Danial, Amanda and Jennifer were behind me, reading as I went along. They all stunned, too.

"What's Operation Douse?" Jennifer asked.

"I don't know." replied Danial, looking at her.

"Ops Douse." I said. "Ops Douse." I repeated. "Wait." I flipped the next page, thinking of a link between the pages.

"Viral Contamination Cure.

Subject: T3T6*2 (i093;ca022)

Bio-class: Enhancement Cure.

Abilities: Temporary Cure for T3T6.

Effect: Lasts for fifteen(15) hours before losing its effect.

Text One: T3T6 cure. Not entirely proven. Lab rats showed signs of improvement within 5 hours of injection, further than 5hours is not recommended to cure. Best solution, 2 hours within infection, use the cure and it would work at a rate of 90%. After 5hours, lab rats chances are reduced by 50%(might be same for humans). Cure is mass produced and kept in CRC Storage Facility.

Text Two: There are side effects to cure. Pro-longed sickness, nausea, headache, hallucination. Effects of temporary memory loss, weak muscles, low white blood cell count. Subject to health of victim. In an age old victim, the side effects might be more, in an adult, average, teenagers and youths, moderate, kids, low.

Current Statistic: 123

Targeted Statistic: 200

Healed Statistic: 50

Targeted Healed Statistic: 150

End of Data.

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"There's a cure?!" Cindy exclaimed.

We all kept quiet and I flipped to the next page.

"Operation Douse.

Operations Manager: Kirk, Junior.

Operations Correspondent: Flip, James.

Operations Commander: Sander, Philip; Lieutenant.

Operations Chief: Gabriel, Jonathan; Major.

Operations Captains: D.Mans, James.

: Rogers, Colt.

: Chen, Graham.

: Jonas, Manny.

: Leggins, Samuel.

Text One: Battalion 139 of the U.S Army Corps is to serve as the Operations Army. In a case of Accidental Infection, Operation Douse is to be commenced at an instance. The Operations Army is to at its most effective until and if only an Accidental Infection occurs.

Text Two: Operation Douse. The mobilization of Battalion 139 to battle the Infections will full force. Teams of Squads will be organized and send throughout the respected region. In any case of the failed attempt to contain the Infection, Operation Douse will be in full force, where teams are sent out across the region, multiple teams, to eliminate its source.

End of Text.

Signed;

Operations Manager;

Kirk, Junior."

"Whoa." we all said almost together.

"This is some shit." Alex said.

"Yeah." I replied him. "Seems like the location of the Cure ain't that far." I continued after a pause. "Anyone up for it?" I said, looking at them.

"Whatever which keeps us humans!" Cindy replied.

"Guys?" I said, asking the rest of us.

"We're all that's left of our family." Jennifer said in sobs.

"Yeah. We have to stick together no matter what." Amanda said, backing Jennifer up, while consoling her.

"I'm in." Danial said.

"Right!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm. "Its pretty far away. Guess we need a ride?" I told them, looking at the Jeep outside.

We all grinned and hopped into the Jeep.

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T3T6 Part 3: Virus

Well, we need to go to the airport. We need to know what the government is doing in this situation. So we decided to change our course, and instead of going to the airport, we went to the Government's Offices. From the mall we headed to the Government's Offices, all the way north. Well, it would be easy as we were travelling on the high way, but not so easy when there are zombies on the highway! We drove till we reached the highway, of course with a bunch of zombies behind us. What we did was throw any items we see towards them to even slower them down. We wanted to take a car, but it wasn't worth it as cars make engine sound and well, the road is packed with accidents. We walked all the way, and rested awhile. We aimed to reach the Government Main Office by nightfall. We are doomed if nightfall comes and we are still walking, zombies are more alert when at night because of unknown reasons.

Well. The time was six thirty when we finally reached the Government's Main Office. It looked haunted and smelled of decayed bodies and blood, don't know how they can stand the smell. We went in the office and nobody was there. It was dead empty. We looked for important offices with high ranking names on it, well, we tried. Scouting into a room I noticed a stack of papers. It read; "Fully Top Secret." With a red stamp in capital letters of "EYES ONLY". Then below it wrote; "URGENT." The title it had was really eye catching, "R.U.N: Rapid Unification of NEST"

Right below it; "New Established Security Troopers, N.E.S.T."

I flipped open the first page. It read the index of the "top secret" program. I flipped again and it read; "Urgent news. Forwarded: Japan Embassy; Forwarded: United Nations; Forwarded: United States of America, with respect of the President." I read the contents below it.

"With respect of a shortage in time, we have already created more than one hundred humongous Life Support Ships, LiSS. Each can hold up to five hundred thousand civilians. With the recent outbreak of a harmful Virus known as T3T6. It is developed by a bio-engineering company named Cybernetics Research Corporation or CRC. Cybernetics Research Corporation is the leader in bio-enhanced technology. It has a few branches in the United States, Europe and Asia. The corporation recently has discovered a way to enhance the strength of canine's to help in drug trafficking and rescue operations. But due to some complications in the DNA sequence, it made the canine's more aggressive and respond more fierce to drug related cases. With respect from your President, the production of the serum of T3T6 was for the better of the humankind. There was an inside job which sold the serums to a terrorist organization, unknown to the FBI and CIA currently. The data of the serum, T3T6 is as below."

"Serum Name: T3T6.

Bio-class: Enhancer/Explosive.

Abilities: Drug Tracking, Rescue Operation.

DNA: Classified.

Explosive Type: Classified.

Comments: T3T6 was formulated in a close up laboratory in Canada. In a week the serum has taken control of its host. And within a month it strikes randomly at anyone or any being which looks at its eye. Research has been terminated. But the production was mass produced, of about one thousand gallons or more. It is stored in a secured location, heavily guarded by soldiers. About four hundred gallons had been reported stolen in the consecutive months and in all the months, security cameras failed to record the crime scene.

Condition: Creates a subconscious state to canines with an effect of 10%.

Aggressiveness of canine depends on its immunity level, higher white blood cells triggers a higher state of aggressiveness.

Creates a subconscious state to humans with an effect of 45%.

Aggressiveness of human increases depending on unknown levels of status. Triggers a higher state, approximately 70%(actual is 69.65%).

Subconscious effect on human increases seven fold, 70%, thus making a human into a zombie.

Explosiveness of the serum depends on the concentration of nitrogen. The higher amount of nitrogen triggers a higher level of explosion. This is a new formula.

WARNING: DO NOT INHALE OR IN ANY WAY COME IN CONTACT WITH T3T6 SERUM. IT IS HIGHLY DANGEROUS AND ACCIDENTAL RESULTS HAVE BEEN MEASURED AND TAKEN. IF NOT TREATED MAY RESULT IN DEATH.

Suspected T3T6 Usage.

A bomb explosion in United Kingdom sparked an outrage of effects known to cause by T3T6. The location of London has been locked down since and civilians are required to wear gas masks.

Another bomb went off in United States of America, somewhere in the city of New York. The city is also closed down and all flights to New York and out of New York has been canceled.

A bomb in China went off in their major city. The city is also closed down and required steps have been taken.

Steps taken if there a Suspected T3T6 Usage.

1. Close down or lock down the entire area, an area of 10*10 stadiums wide and length.

2. Mass selling of Gas Masks, as it is proven to repel T3T6.

3. Report to the FBI and CIA in United States of America, we will forward the message to CRC.

4. Contamination alert to be increased to level 5, highest level.

5. All those who are infected with T3T6 will not have a chance to recover. Preferred way is to kill.

6. Maintain lock down until CRC Personnels arrive for decontamination.

7. Location is terminated at all costs.

Signed;

President of United States,

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation."

I stunned after reading the first page. I flipped to the next page.

"Viral Contamination Alert.

Subject: Virus T3T6

Head Text: WARNING, READ THIS SECTION CAREFULLY.

Text One: It has been confirmed that almost six hundred gallons of T3T6(liquid condition) has been stolen from the Laboratory. Liquid condition of T3T6 poses a danger with a condition given that it could explode, without warning. In gas form, the T3T6 is at its most dangerous level. In gas form it can trigger deaths, a new form of rabies and eventually turn human into zombies(This is not fake. Proven in Cybernetics Research Facility).

Text Two: Cybernetics 3220(R&D) declared T3T6 a non-human serum, with devastating effects, it is written in its official report and sent to the White House. 3220 also claimed that T3T6 should not have been developed for its human-zombie feature. In the long run with lab rats proved that it could make a normal human turn into an aggressive mode, triggered by unknown status as it(T3T6) is not tested with humans.

Text Three(Highly Classified): Cybernetics Human Research Facility, a top secret lab has done some testing and showed that T3T6 is a highly dangerous and in top priority of soldiers to contain it at all costs. CHRF has been disbanded recently.

Text Four(Highly Classified): 5518 Research Lab, a laboratory where the T3T6 serum is developed has been closed down due to a liquid known as 093. Liquid 093 is a mixture of kardovinol(specifications is classified) and a mix of a German Shepard DNA. It is believed that the development of T3T6 is from Liquid 093, with a little enhancement from the DNA of another dog species."

I am speechless. I flipped the next page.

"N.E.S.T Establishment.

New Established Security Troopers.

Head Text: N.E.S.T Mobilization.

Text One: With the above head text, the mobilization of NEST soldiers is in full force. NEST soldiers will now assist the Army by all means possible for them to assist.

Signed;

Unites States President;

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation.

Operation Douse Approved."

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