Viking, this is my story fgor you, to help pay out my huge debt for you story, so please enjoy (i hope)

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" Three Minutes " said a Rough voice, in a dark airplane.

A man was siting on the side of the back end of a military jet engine plane, another man, dressed as an avatior standing neara box of switches and buttons.

" Two Minutes" Said the avatoir.

The man sitting down stood up. He was dressed in all black wet/jump suit, a back pack containing everything he would need, plus a paratchute, that also can be used to glide. He had a black helmet on with jet black tactical glass on wear eyes would be if he didnt have it on, the shape of the glass was to give him the maxuim field of view, except of a little bit towards the top, for the heads up display, which could also be enlarged.

The man checked that his breathing mask was on under his helmet.

"One minute" Said the avatoir.

6 miles up.

The green light turned on.

The man flicked on his air switch and started to breath, he braced himself.

"I live for this..." he whispered.

The back of the plane opened.

The man ran and did back back fli,. but landing on nothing, and began to free fall.

The mph were gaining, fast.

He streched out his arms, to reveal wing like thing contecting his arms to his waist. He spread his legs, and contecting his legs, were the same thing. They were a blend of nylon and kevlar. The heads up display grew, having a target symbol on the landing zone, and him being a green dot, heading straight towards it.

3 miles up.


He begain to retract his arms and legs, and dived head first. Gaining speed, he flipped around and was now feet first. He looked at his altiuide meter dropping to 2 miles.

1 mile up.

The water coming into view. He flatend out to belly first again, but did not open his arms or legs.

He starred at his altitude meter.

500 feet up.

250 feet up.

He stpeed his arms and legs. To slow him down.

225 feet up

He pulled the cord on his waist. A shock went through his body as the parachute caught the wind, his slowed down to a gentely descent.

50 feet up.

He relaxed and steered his parachute a little more towards the target.

30 feet up.

He pulled a cord on his waist again, his parachute flarred and he went falling, he parachute retracted into its compartment on his pack. He flipped around, head firt and dived into the ocean.
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hope you all (esceppiecally viking) love it!

feed bakc would be great

Thanks! Unsure of where to put my response (pm\here?) I'll write it here.

Very nice intro. You really get a feeling that something's going to happen soon. Something BIG
You use descriptions well, things sound more detailed when compared to earlier stories. It's realxing to look at it separated instead of one lump. I hope you're going to write more. There's a few t's or s's where another letter was meant to be, but it's nice nonetheless. Thank you very much, I'll proceed writing some of my own story now

thanks, please PM the info...
but w/e
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20 feet under the surface.

The man unzipps his jump suit, and it sinks slowly towards the bottom.
His wet suit is now visable, he has a pistol on his right thigh and also a knife, A small knife, on his left side, he had what looked like a 10 inch metal rod with a normal battle axe sized axe blade, on his right shin/ankle was a harpoon gun, and on his left was a large knife, and a small flare gun. He had a belt with ammo, flares, water, etc. in it.

Surface.

"Viking, Viking, can you hear me?" said a voice inside the man helmet.

"Yes" answered Viking.

"remember Your objects, leave NONE alive, and remember, if you are caught, we will deny all links and your complete history WILL BE ERASED." Siad the voice again.

"I understand" answered viking.

He had switched off his air, he had 10 minutes left on his tank.

Viking grabbed his flairgun, and made sure a delay flair was loaded, and then fired at an angle, so it would see that he was 50 feet away. The flared lit up.

A boat speed over 50 feet to his left and then stopped. He dived under, and quickly swam over to the boat.

He heared the engine slowly starting.

As the flare was falling back down, it let of another burst of light, 5 feet in front of the boat. Just as it was designed to do. The searchlight swang to the front.

5 feet under the surface

Viking detaches his air tank and jump himself silently on board.

He comes up behind the back side gunner and snapps his neck. No one seems to realize. He jumps up onto the top of the roof of the gunner's little room like structure. He jumps on top of the Driver's little room like structure. And takes out the 10 inchrod with axe blade. He hits a small button and it expands for a 3 foot axe.


He taps his foot and the 3 remaining crew members look at him, He leaps off the roof and slams his axe into one fo thier heads.

One grabs his AK-47 and cocks it back, but it to late. Viking rasies his axe and cuts off the gun's barrel, then slams the axe into his side, almost cutting his enemy in half.

The driver grabs a harpoon and comes at Viking, who rasies his leg and kicks the man in the neck, the man's addam's apple jams into his airway and he sufficates.

Viking watches, and then slamms his axe into the man's head, and blood gushes everywhere.

He tosses the bodies of the boat and beings driving towards the Island.

This post has been edited by Nikku on October 06, 2005 11:47 pm

Viking ditches his wet suit and jumps onto the island.

He stalkys siletenly through the jungle.

A guard was in a platform in a tree above him. He loads his harpoon gun, and take aim on the back of the man's head. He takes the shot, the man falls to the ground, silently his rifle dropps at Viking's feet.

It is a silenced assualt rifle of some sort, with a sniper scope.

He Takes Aim at the three other gaurds, gaurding the entrance to a house.

He squazes the trigger when his crosshair's meet the man's neck, a blood bath occurs and the others rush to his aid. Viking quickly picks them off, heart shots.

He shoots out the spot lights, and the sirens.

He slings the rifle around his shoulder and crawls to the house. He scales the house easily with out equitiment. He repeals down the chiment and is at the mission objective.