The Blood Gulch Revolution: Part 2
Posted By: Michael Archer<michael_archers_email_address@yahoo.com>
Date: 4 March 2005, 2:44 AM
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Sandy shuddered. It was really cold. The pale white snow made him think about his friends how they convinced him into taking drugs. After breaking that awful habit he got angry that he actually did such a thing. Some friends he had. He stumbled on some ice as he walked along. Sandy didn't know where he was walking to. Maybe to find someone who could help him.
Sandy decided to climb on top of a cliff and look for any civilization. He found a rock at the side of the canyon. Putting his hands on it, he pulled himself up. Sandy saw a ledge just above the rock. With a strong jump, he landed on the ledge. The young Spartan looked over the canyon. He thought if the teleporter had either sped up time; global warming had taken into effect; or he was just crazy. The third option seemed the most likely.
Suddenly, a piece of the ledge fell off, as with Sandy. He shot his hands up to try to grab on to something. Anything!
"Saved your dear life", Sandy heard as he felt two arms pulling him up. Once Sandy got back on the ledge, he looked up. It was Brian!
"You here?", exclaimed Sandy. "How did you get here?"
"Well, the Sarge told me to 'go find Cruise wherever the hell he his'", Brian said imitating the Sergeant. "So I decided to go through the teleporter to see where you were, and now I'm in this cocaine-filled paradise". Sandy was worried. He remembered that Brian also took drugs once too. He looked at Brian's nose. It was a deep red.
First of all", began Sandy. "We've already broken that disgusting habit. Second of all, it's not cocaine. It's snow".
"Yeah. That's what cocaine is".
"The real snow. That falls from the sky".
"But I feel weird like after I've taken a drug"
"Brain freeze"
"Really? No wonder my nose is clogged".
Sandy entered the dark cave. In his hands he had brought wood he could find. There was barely anything. Brian was trying to make a fire by rubbing sticks. He had been doing it for two hours straight.
"Almost there", he said as Sandy came back. "I'm getting real close. I saw a spark".
Sandy lit a match, put his hand around it and threw it into the pile of wood. He kept close to the fire so it wouldn't go out. He was surprised the match went on in this cold hell.
"You really don't have a camping spirit do you?", said Brian.
The next morning, Sandy awoke with an assault rifle leveled at his head. He quickly woke Brian.
"Huh....huh..what's your problem.........leave me alone....you want me to get up.....ok fine.....what's for breakfast?", Brain looked at the assault rifles. "Oh crap. You know, I don't really want metal for breakfast.", he mumbled.
"Come on get up", ordered the gruff soldier.
Sandy slowly rose to his feet. Brian did the same. The group of Spartans led them out of the cave. Sandy looked at Brian's arm. He had a blanket over it, but Sandy caught a glimpse of a sniper rifle. Brian nodded.
"Hey look!", Sandy shouted. "A patch of grass!"
The red Spartans quickly turned their heads. Brian then tossed the sniper rifle to Sandy. He looked through his scope, and shot the red soldier closest to him. The Spartan fell to the ground with a thud.
Sandy ran up to the top of a small hill and started sniping. He looked down the hill and saw Brian firing his assault rifle. He looked through his scope and saw some more red Spartans running towards him.
"Freeze, put down your weapon!", they shouted in his face.
"No need to shout!", yelled Sandy. "I'm two feet away from you".
A red Spartan put both his hands on his sniper rifle. He jerked it back fiercely. Sandy's face went red with rage, even though no one could see his face.
"Did.....you.....just.....touch.....the.....sniper rifle?".
He inched closer towards the red Spartan.
"Don't....ever.......touch......the....sniper......rifle!".
Sandy stepped back and whacked him with the butt of his rifle. He jumped off the hill and followed Brian, his sniper bullets echoing through the canyon.
After long run away from the red Spartans, Sandy sat down to take a breather.
"How dare they touch my sniper rifle!", shouted Sandy.
"Hey calm down Sandy", said Brian. "It's really bad that you get so hyperactive when somebody touches your sniper rifle. How come you let me touch it?"
"Because, you're my friend".
"But what if I was some red guy in disguise?"
"I would rip you apart."
"Now Sandy, I know you don't mean that. Come on, lets go find some blue civilization".
They walked slowly untill they came to a metal buliding. On it, it read:
Sidewinder canyon
Blue Base
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