(what project is that? Oh by the way, so far I only have 2 chapters that are shorter than 1 page in MS word.)
Chapter 3: Physician, heal thyself… AND ME TOO!
My spirits were just recovering from the sneak attack on our camp the night before when the hospital came into view. At first it looked like everything was normal, but then we saw the fire and smoke coming from the main tent. We ran to it as quickly as we could without attracting attention from the alien guards we barely spotted coming from the rear of the tent. When we got inside there were bodies everywhere. Most of them had been savagely torn to pieces, probably by the bird-like creatures we had seen outside. In a back corner of the tent I saw some portable holding cells with laser bars on them. I saw that one of them was occupied.
I tapped my friend’s shoulder, motioning to the cell with the person in it. He looked at the man in the cell, and then looked around for something to break the cell with. He spotted a crowbar in a toolbox sitting on top of a nearby table. He grabbed it and hit the controls for the laser bars. They faded, and then disappeared entirely. I grabbed the man and propped him up against the cell he was just in. “Sir, are you hurt?” My companion said, “Can you move?” “I can move, but I have a nasty gash in my side.” He said, motioning to the dark stain on his shirt. “I can fix it, but I need to get out of this cell first.” “What happened here?” The man looked first at me, then the strange soldier. “We—w—e wer-e attacked… They came in the night, and killed the guards. I was the only prisoner that they took. How did you get here? We have to leave!” My companion looked at me, then back at the battered man. “Are you one of the field doctors of this hospital?” The man nodded. “I was the head doctor here, are either of you hurt?” There were footsteps just outside the tent door. My strange companion motioned for us to be silent. We waited until the footsteps faded away until we even dared to breathe again. My companion motioned to me and said “He has a broken arm, can you help him here?” The doctor looked around the trashed hospital tent. “I might be able to but… we would make too much noise to be unnoticed by the guards outside.” The soldier looked at the door again. “I can take care of the guards as you help him, but you will need to hurry once they are dead. Their allies are sure to notice that they haven’t checked in yet.” The doctor nodded again, and the large strange soldier crept to the door.
I asked the doctor how bad my arm was. “Well,” he replied “you have a large fracture and it will hurt to set it back into place so that it heals properly. And, it will also hurt tomorrow when your bones start growing back from the regenerative medicine.” I looked at my poor arm. “Maybe I shouldn’t have asked.” He smiled at me in a knowing way. “Perhaps not,” He said, “perhaps not.”
We heard gunfire right outside the tent. That was our cue to start the arm fixing. “Ready?” He asked. I nodded in an uneasy way. “Then I will count to 3 and set the arm straight. One,” he said. I closed my eyes, getting ready for the pain. “Three!” He shouted and yanked my arm into place. I screamed in agony, as the searing pain nearly made me black out. It felt as if it lightning went up and down my arm over and over again. It was the most painful thing I had ever experienced! Pain danced up and down my arm again. It was almost unbearable.
Somewhere close by an alarm went off, and my strange companion came back into the tent. “We need to move, now!” He barked. We grabbed what medical supplies we could carry, and ran out of the ruined hospital tent at full speed. Aliens swarmed out of a sleek purple ship that had just landed nearby.
We ran back into the woods about a quarter mile before we finally stopped to take a breath. I looked at the doctor, and then at the strange soldier. “Where do we go now?” I asked him. “We are sitting ducks here!” He turned his unseen face from the doc to me. “The only thing that we can do is contact the marine outpost 30 miles to the north. They might be able to help us.” The doctor and I looked at each other. “Well,” he said, “if they can help…” He left it at that.
We started walking north, and stopped only when I and the doc were so tired that we couldn’t take another step. “Sir,” I called out to the soldier, “we can’t go any farther. We have gone at least 10 miles since we left the field hospital.” He looked at us. “Alright, we can stop here. But I will still stand guard.” He muttered something about babysitting, and stalked over to an old tree stump. I sat down on the ground and took my pack off. I took out a book and flipped it to the marked page. I started reading. 3rd Nephi Chapter 22 verse 17. I had been stopped their when the sneak attack happened the other night. Now I could keep going. I read until I got to chapter 26, and was too tired to keep reading. I put my book back in my pack and I lay down on my thin blanket and tried to get some sleep. I knew that I would need my strength in the morning. The doc looked over at me. “Do you think we will make it out of here alive?” I was startled by the question. I never thought about the idea that we might not walk away from this. “I am sure that we will be fine doc, just fine.” I turned to look at him on his blanket near the fire. He smiled at me. “Thanks.” He said. “No problem Doc.” I rolled back over and closed my eyes and slept.
A sharp pain in my arm woke me up the next morning. Both of my companions were already awake. The doc was cooking something on a camp stove. I looked around for the strange soldier: He wasn’t anywhere to be seen. “Where did he go?” I asked the doc. “He took his breakfast and said he went to find scout out the path to the marine base. He said he would be back before too long.” I scowled; we couldn’t afford to have our only protection be away from us for very long. A few minutes later he came jogging into view. “I didn’t see any covenant for about 10 miles from here. I think that we can make it around them if we hurry.” “Ok, let’s get packed up as soon as we eat. “I will get started.” I grabbed the food that the Doc handed me and ate in silence. We grabbed our gear and followed the soldier into the woods. He stopped for a moment and motioned for the Doc to come to him. “Can you shoot?” The Doc nodded, “I hunt at home, so I am not a bad shot.” “Good, here.” He handed the Doc a gun that I hadn’t seen before out of his sack. It had a scope on it. “It fires 3 round bursts, so you have to pull the trigger another time to fire it again.” I stared at the powerful looking gun, as did the Doc. “Thanks!” stammered the Doc.
We moved on. We crossed streams, rockslides and other natural obstacles. After about 8 miles we finally came to a large river that only the soldier could cross (because of his armor.). He carried us both across, and after about 10 minutes we were all across. We snuck past the covenant patrols we came across, and if we couldn’t the Doc took them down with his scoped gun. The one time we did have an actual confrontation. I actually killed two of those strange bird-like ones with the shields! (Ok, I threw a grenade at them, but that still counts!) We reached the marine base without much more trouble, only a few patrols of the little ones. When we did get there the next day they welcomed us in without question when they saw they strange soldier that we were with. Not that I was surprised, but this man still puzzled me. Who is this guy? I thought, he isn’t a marine, but they know who he is and defer to him, confusing. About half an hour later we were attacked by a massive alien force.
(EDIT: I spaced it out to make it easier to read.)
(by the way, why are spartan...458 right? why are his fanfic threads getting locked?
carefull... it^ will steal your soul...