Copyrighted Kieran Beadle 2004
This story is a work of fiction it contains acts of sex between males if you don't like to read about this please leave . But if you are old enough read on and have fun reading my story.
The Forgotten Warriors
There is only one man standing in the middle of the battlefield, blood and corpses of his comrades litter the ground, the sky is clear and the moon glows a healthy white on the battlefield. The year is 3096 and the government had fallen to rebels on March 21st, 2704 it was a bloody 14-year war. But at the end the rebels used genetic engineering and created a woman called Contagious.
The figure standing in the middle of the battlefield had Armour that was damaged and bloody. He stands over the enemy's leader, drops his gun as he looks down upon this fallen leader. Without remorse he looks into his eyes... no panic or sorrow, just a dark glow. He begins to cough up blood and just nods as the warrior reaches to his back, grabbing his samurai sword and lifting it out of its sheath, making that metal on metal sound. He rests the sword on the fallen leaders stomach and says "Rest In Peace Comrade" as he drives the steel of the sword deep into his heart.
As the leader takes his last breath, the warrior twisted the sword to finish him off. The leader doesn't gasp or splutter, but just keep staring into the warrior's eyes. The warrior pulls the steel out of the fallen leader and he bends down and scooped up some of the leaders blood and whipped it across the torso plate of his Armour and let out a battle cry.
He presses onto the side of his head and says, "Mission complete, code green."
"Are there any survivors?" another voice replies.
"Negative, I'm sending you my coordinates". The warrior reply's back.
The same voice replies. "Roger That, e-vac in T-minus 4 minutes good job home base out"
The warrior taps at the side of his head and his armored helmet disappears to the back of the head into to a small ring at the base of his neck from ear to ear. He has black short hair with green eyes and a freshly shaved face. He is six foot three and has a twelve pack. With a tattoo down one side of his face. He falls to one knee, taking deep breaths, and places the samurai sword back into its sheath, as he screams out onto the battlefield
"How many more must die for this? "
The sound of a hover escort begins to rumble off the near by hills. Soon it's right next to the warrior and a voice radiates from it.
"Looks like you kicked ass hey Justin," laughed the pilot the transport landed and lowered its giant ramp, and Justin slowly walked up the ramp.
He walked into the main cockpit; the pilot was in his early twenties and had short spiky blond hair, and blue eyes. He was slim with a six-pack and freshly shaved face, wearing an air force uniform.
"Hey Mark, I lost many men down there, it was far from fun" Said Justin
"Sorry, I was not thinking, I guess I am just so happy to see you've survived that blood lust battle, that I forgot about the others. We are 2 hours away from the Omega base, so go in the back and get cleaned up. I will be back there in 20 minutes as soon as this can switch to auto pilot," winked Mark
As Justin looked at Mark he felt a deep stir in his loins that made him shudder, before he knew what was what, he was half hard, thanking god he was wearing his Armour to cover his manhood.
"Are you alright Justin, man that battle must had been nasty you shaking like crazy?" asked Mark
If only he knew what I was really shaking about Justin thought. At that moment he knew that he wanted Mark.
"I'm okay, thanks mate," said Justin.
At that he walked out of the cockpit and walked to the wall and fell back against it. He taped the side of his head and the helmet appeared from the Armour and he said at almost a whisper "Computer create death count" A voice comes from the helmet "Creating please wait...." Said the computer "Death Count Completed" He looked at the holographic projection on witch the computer was displaying the data and it read like this.
Death Count.
Master Regiment Platoon: 1 Survivor. Name: S. Justin. Rank: Sergeant Major.
First Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Second Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Third Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Fourth Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Engineers Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Sniper Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Anti Tank Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
Medic Regiment Platoon: All Deceased.
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Death Count: 1,576.
Create Named List Of Deceased? ( yes / no )
"No" said Justin
Send To Omega Base? (yes / no)
"Yes" Said Justin.
"Sending... ... Sent"
"You will not be forgotten my brothers" said Justin "Rest In Peace"
Justin got up from the wall and walked over to the Armour deployment system and backed up into it. He hits a button on the wall beside the system, two metallic arms came from the sides and clipped together and the Armour powered down and releasing its grip on his shoulders. The metallic arms retreated into the walls again and Justin stepped out.
After un-clipping the Armour with both hands at the sides of the chest plate the amour jumped from Justin's chest and rests on his shoulders. He lifted the torso part of the Armour and placed it on the floor near by where he was sitting. Only having an army issue t-shirt on his pecks shown though it. He bent down to retrieve the samurai sword as Mark came in.
"Oh Justin, I am keen, but I don't think your in any condition to play that game" Mark said Jokingly.
Justin looks up and smiled with blood filling his face.
"I was retrieving my sword" Justin Protested
"Yea, Yea I know the way you looked at me earlier" said Mark looking at Justin's ass.
"Anyway were one hour and ten minutes away from Omega Base, They have sent a message to you. They say its argent."
Mark gave Justin a lustful look and passed him a small disk and a headset.
"I knew you would be out of your Armour by now, so you can borrow my I.N.S (independent, navigational, system).
"I will be in the cockpit if you need me" and with that Mark left.
Justin stood there, not sure where he stood with Mark, but he decided to play the disk. He slides the headset on and enters the disk at the bottom and pushes in up and the headset powers up and displays a holographic desktop, a nude man stood there and the background and Justin called out to Mark "Nice guy"
"Thanks, the code to activate the disk is 019283"
"Is their room for another in that cockpit there's no seats back here?" said Justin.
"Yea there is loads of room up here" Mark exclaimed.
Justin made his way up the aircraft when he got half way Mark yelled
"We have two F73's hot and armed on an intercept course, I need you at the helm"
Justin ran to the cockpit and sat in the 2nd officers helm controls and took off the I.N.S and passed it to Mark and took the headset that lay on the console that was in front of him. "What's the password on this headset Mark?" asked Justin "Activate" said Mark
"Activate, Activate manual weapon's controller," said Justin at the same time Mark said "Computer go to red alert, Activate Armour"
At this moment the light went red and thick steel Armour covered the windows and hull of the ship, and the Heads up display went online for both Justin and Mark.
"Your weapons and shields" said mark.
"Shields are at maxim but I don't have a weapons lock on ether of the F73's. A missile has been fired BRACE, BRACE. At that the ship shook and some of the electric consoles at the back of the cockpit blew. Mark said, "This transport aircraft is not meant for battle". " But I am" said Justin
Mark had his right hand on a joystick and the left on the throttle, another hit and another shake.
"Mark we can't take much more of this shields are down to 32% and I cannot get a manual lock on any of them, the weapon buffer is also offline also I have no hope of hitting them". Said Justin
"Were venting plasma" Cried Mark. "Were losing altitude, she's not going to hold out".
Smoke and fire begins to consume them as they struggle to land this damaged ship. "AHHHHHHHHH "!! Mark Screamed as the ship fell out of the sky like a brick.
"ACTIVATE EMERGENCY PROTOCOL" screamed Mark. And at that steel shutters covered the windows from the inside to the cockpit and an alarm screamed from the walls. Justin felt something come from his shoulders and groin. He looked down he saw three belts two from the shoulders and one from his groin, connecting at the middle of his chest. He felt a click though his body as the belts connected, at that moment he looked over to Mark.
Mark had passed out, but before Justin could see why, he heard a screech of air as the roof of the cockpit flew off and the headset that Justin was wearing was pulled off his face and went out into the night sky just like the roof. Justin braced himself and held the belts on his shoulders with a killer grip and a cold glare in his eyes.
Mark's seat flew into the night sky Justin knew that he was next and braced him. He felt a slow lift then a sudden jolt as he flew from the ship Justin looked around for Mark and saw, he'd landed near a river. Justin looked around making a mental map of the soundings area knowing that he might have to rely on it later. He watched the ship crash in the water of the river. "Ah shit" exclaimed Justin, he knew that the electronics in the ship would be useless only a few of the consoles and his Armour are waterproof. As the engines would have no hope in hell of working. The F73's could not be seen, but Justin knew better than to think that no hostile forces nearby.
A Parachute appeared from the seat and Justin landed near to where Mark had, but the belts did not retract, but held him firm in the seat. He just remembered he had a laser-cutter in his pocket, he reached down into his pocket to get it. He searched his pocket but he found nothing of importance, so he looked in the other one, nothing there "Shit!" he exclaimed again.
He felt the sides of the seat, and found a compartment he opened it, it contained nothing to help his current situation. Feeling foolish being stuck in this chair that had saved his life, he began to try to pull the belts apart, to no success.
After awhile he just sat there defeated by a chair he thought, I could fight thousands off fully armed men in a battle to the death, but not get out of this fucking chair. Getting pissed off he started to struggle again, and then all of a sudden he stopped. He heard something behind him, war has taught him well, and he calmly says "I know your there, show yourself"
Justin heard laughter as he turned his head the best as he could, and he saw Mark there laughing. Justin could feel the blood filling his face.
"Ah the unbeatable warrior defeated by a chair, I wont tell anyone" exclaimed Mark as he moved into Justin's view still chucking.
"Enough how do I get out of this chair?" said Justin sharply.
Without saying anything Mark moved closer to Justin and took out a small rectangular steel plate, when he was half an arms distance from Justin, he inserted the disk in side of the belt, touching Justin's stomach with the back of his fingers as he stepped back to allow Justin to stand up. Justin could see a cut above Marks right eye and knew that had to be what made him passed out.
Regaining his honor Justin stood up and for a brief moment, looked deep into Mark's eyes. Marks eyes where full of innocence and warmth. Justin torn his eyes away from Marks, as they both blushed.
"Well we better get moving, we are in hostile lands". Said Justin.
Without another word Justin lead the way to the river and the crash site. After fifteen minutes walking, they entered a forest and all of a sudden Justin held his hand up in a fist and raised it to head height. They both stopped and crouched. Justin was alert to something in the forest, he then beckoned for Mark to come close. And whispered in Marks ear "Do you have a weapon on you?"
Mark replays "Only my combat knife".
Mark passed the knife over to Justin. Holding it like it was second nature, he flipped the knife in his hand so he held it by the point and lobed it into the forest. A death scream came from the area. "We are being hunted" said Justin sharply.
"You stay here Mark hide in those bushes I'm going to see who that was" Without another word Mark hid in the bushes like Justin asked of him. Justin now made his way closer to the area where the man was. He blended extremely well with the trees and bushes, so much so that although Mark kept an eye on him, he soon lost him.
Justin kept his eye on the bushes by the corpse before going to the body. He reconnoitered the area he found no one else about, as he slowly made his way to the corpse. He dragged the dead man, by hooking him under his armpits with his arms, never taking his eyes off the bushes. Once he was in the bushes again he looked down at the cold steel of the knife planted in the dead man's chest, he pulled it out without remorse and looked at the uniform.
The man was wearing a forest uniform to better blend in, but now it was blood stained, he had no helmet, but a hood covering his face.
Justin removed the hood to uncover the face of a twenty three year old man with black hair and brown eyes. He had a tattoo on his face, very different from Justin's. He also had a hard magazine (Pistol and ammo). With the pistol in his hand he made his way back to Mark. Tapping him in the shoulder.
"GOD" Mark cried
"Shhhhhhh Mark you will give our position away," whispered Justin
" You bastard Justin, you could had given me a heart attack" Mark whispered back.
They made there way towards the ship again and within five minutes they where at the ship
"Weird no one's here" said Mark
"Yea, I'm getting a strange feeling. Mark you go into the ship and I will have a look around, try and activate a shield or invisibility, anything to help us hide" said Justin
With that Justin went off into the forest and Mark went towards the ship.
"Poor baby, look what those bastard's did to you, Lets see what I can do, and with that he entered the ship. He saw a red glow from the cockpit, the alarm was silent. Mark continued to walk to the cockpit, and as he passed the Armour deployment system it blew a circuit and sparks flew at him, he raised an arm to protect himself.
Mark continued to walk to the cockpit saddened by the site of his damaged ship. He then saw Justin's Armour and went over to pick it up. "Dam this is heavy" he thought. He couldn't begin to lift the Armour and he was no weakling, now I know why they use the Armour Deployment System, he muttered to himself. Leaving the Armour there he entered the cockpit.
The cockpit was a complete shambles no light came from the consoles, it was a safety program used in case the seats didn't work and people where still in there. When Mark started the consoles sparks flew everywhere, he was seriously worried it would start a fire. But just before he was about to cut the power the sparks stopped and the consoles went online, but to want existent would they work?
"Start recovery protocol" Said Mark
A muffed computer noise represented a negative response. "Dam you are in a bad way girl, you cannot even speak to me anymore" exclaimed Mark as he began to touch the console. AS he typed in commands for it to carry out, every now and again it would bleep acceptance.
After twenty minutes of changing computer hardware here and there giving more commands Justin came in and said, "How is she?"
"In a mess" Mark said looking up at Justin for a second and saying "Here is a list of things that are still Functional" he eyed a monitor on the opposite wall. Justin walked over to a partially damaged monitor it read:
Damage Report.
Engines 87% Damage: Buffers are OFFLINE Thrusters are OFFLINE
Hull 97% Damage: Shields are OFFLINE
Weapons 56% Damage: Buffers are OFFLINE Missile Bays are ONLINE
Navigation & Commutation Systems 67% Damage: Radar Systems are ONLINE Communications Systems are OFFLINE
Defenses And Evasion Systems 21% Damage: Laser Turrets are ONLINE Shadow Caster is ONLINE Stealth Systems are OFFLINE
Ship Wide Resource Report.
Power level at 44% (Dangerous Level) Fuel at 32% Weapon Energy at 23% Repair Bots 0 Missiles 13
"It does not look good, does it Mark" said Justin
"She is in a terrible state" replied mark.
"There is a base 2 clicks away from here, they have ships there!! I am sorry to say this Mark but your ship is dead".
"It's okay, I know that's why I've been making ... some modifications," said Mark now continuing with the console.
"What kind of modifications Mark" Justin said with a raised eyebrow.
"The kind they don't teach you at the air core" replied Mark
"Are we going to beat about the bush or are you going to tell me what your doing?" asked Justin.
"That's tempting" Replied Mark with a wink.
"I am going to salvage some of the ship and make in into a weapon for your Armour and upgrade it the best I can. After that I am going to blow this ship up to destroy any technology that the enemy can use!" Mark told Justin.
"It's the only way" said Justin, while he said this he rested a hand on Mark's shoulder. Mark stopped what he was doing and turned to face him. Justin forgot how young he was; his face was not full of sadness, as Justin would have thought, but instead full of the hunger for revenge. "Now Mark you don't what to start to feel the need for revenge... it will consume you"
At that Mark just sighed are replied "I guess... your right I will be back there in two minutes with your upgrades ready to install so if you could get into your Armour please?" asked Mark "Okay Mark" Replayed Justin.
After that was said Justin left the cockpit and went over to his Armour and lifted it over his head and onto his shoulders at that moment Mark popped his head around the corner and said "You must be strong to be able to lift that Armour it's so heavy"
Justin turned around, blood slightly filling his cheeks " Why thanks, yes it is extremely heavy and it does limit your moment in battle" At that Mark's head disappeared form where it came from. Justin when over to the Armour Deployment System and backed into it.
Sparks flew and fell on Justin who did not even flinch as the sparks burnt at his skin of his neck Just like before, he hits a button on the wall beside the system, two metallic arms came from the sides and clipped together and the Armour all of a sudden powered up and a griped his chest. The Armour bleeped three times, then the shoulder part for the Armour fell down into its place. The metallic arms now retreated into the walls again.
Justin pressed another button and two round cords entered the side of the Armour at the hips and the Armour starts to recharge. Remembering where he was he presses the hold button and the recharge stopped. Justin shouts out to Mark "Is it okay to recharge my Armour?"
There was no reply but Mark came out of the cockpit with a big box in his arms, deep in thought and said "Sure it's okay as long as you leave enough power to set the auto destruct" Said Mark half handed "are you okay mate?" asked Justin
"Who me, yea I am okay" replied Mark still in some thought.
All of a sudden Mark just said "God you look sexy in that Armour" it took three seconds before he knew what he said and at that moment he when bright red and said "I...I am sorry I did not mean that"
Some moments drifted by until Justin reply's "No its okay" going slightly red himself. "Okay I have the upgrades here" said Mark face slowly returning back to normal co lour
"Can you activate your helmet please" without a word Justin pushed the button at the side of his head and Mark pressed the button to continue the recharge.
"Okay can you plug this into your USB port please" Mark handed Justin a lead and Justin plugged in the Armour.
Mark put the box on a smashed up console next to Justin and took out a laptop out of it and some system boards among other things. "Okay I am starting up the diagnostic program"
Mark went over to Justin with a Philips flathead screwdriver and opens one of the chest plates to revel lots of electric boards. Mark took some out and replaced them with new ones and fixed some holes that had been made in battle.
"Okay I've fixed you up, now is the hard part making the weapon" Mark said to Justin. Then he walked over to a wall that seemed like there was noting there he said "Omega, Delta 1325D" the wall opened out and behold a weapon in bits hung on this bit of wall. He gathered all the bits and walked back over to Justin and put all the weapon components down next to the box. Walking to another wall and said "Delta, Omega 1372Y" Yet another compartment reviled itself this time it was a mount for the gun and what looks to be some ammo and generator.
"Why is all this weaponry hidden Mark?" asked Justin
"It's hidden because its mine and the men back at Omega Base would want it, this war has made people desperate for weapons" Replied Mark
"You will get no argument from me" said Justin. Mark went back over to the mashed up console with the other weapon bits and put the ammo and generator with the other parts.
"How long is the recharge going to take?" asked Mark
"Five more minutes" Replied Justin. Mark said nothing more he just went to work making the weapon. After the recharge was complete a noise from the Armour let it be known that it was complete. "I am done here" Justin said happily about to move
"Stay there Justin I need to recalculate the power for this rife".
Mark moved over to Justin with a hand held device in his left hand and said "I want you to access the main port lock and activate protocol 2393"
"Done" said Justin simply. At that moment the Armour opened a compartment at the back of the neck and Justin was about to turn around when Mark stopped him. Taken aback Justin stood there and Mark without saying anything moved into Justin's arms, Justin involuntarily pulled Mark up agent him. They stood there looking into each other's eyes, Mark could see the cold glare in Justin's eyes melt for the first time.
Kieran Beadle.