Average Foot Soldier

He hit the ground with a thud, but turned it into a roll that brought him back to his feet and further away from the Enemy in front of him. He dodged the thrust of a short sword and raised his shield to block the plasma blast though it was only partially successful.

He hissed, but didn’t otherwise didn’t react. The Enemy tried pushing further at that arm, hoping to make him drop his shield. It might have worked if he hadn’t already strapped it securely enough on his arm that even burned fingers wouldn’t cause it to be dropped. This wasn’t his first battle and as he felled his opponent, he knew it wouldn’t be his last.

‘I doubt this War will ever truly be over,’ he thought to himself.

There would always be someone running from Chaos and trying to find somewhere more peaceful to settle down and live out their lives. Chaos would continue to exist in one incarnation or another, it would never fully be defeated.

But that just meant that people like him, ordinary citizens that joined in the Effort to fight against the Enemy were sorely needed.

‘I’m not going to give in.’ he thought as he brought up his blade to battle against another drone.

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About martha0stout

I like to read and write and hang out with my family and friends. I currently live on a farm and all that such a living entails.
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6 Responses to Average Foot Soldier

  1. Love it…keep the story going. 🙂

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  2. Cat says:

    great story, Martha

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  3. OK says:

    Great story! now what is going to happen??

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