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ODST: PreludeThere are certain moments in life... a man never forgets.
A man can never walk away from his past. The past always catches up, you can hide, you can run, but you can never escape you can only delay.
Blood runs deeper than water, hell can come in any form. Its only when we fight another persons' devil, that we can fight our own.
When a connection is made between people, it will never be severed, no matter what anyone does. Even through death that connection remains.
One man, one squad, one story will be told. This is the story of an ODST Squadron, and they all have a past, each tried to escape, but only one of them ever truly fights the good fight...
until the end comes...
ODST: Chapter 5Previously in ODST.
"I found out where Veronica makes her plans, she does all of her operation plans at an old abandoned warehouse not to far from New Alexandria." Cordell explained.
Cordell gets up and pulls out his knife and stabs the guard in his back.
"Go, get out of here!" Cordell shouted.
"You're alive!" Tricia shouted in a happily tone. She looks at them and notices that they're short one person. "Where's Cordell?" She asked The Rookie.
The Rookie looks away out of guilt.
"Allow me to go after him sir." The Major asked The Captain.
The Captain pauses for a moment, "Negative Major, we can't risk you dying or being captured yourself. I may hate you, but it's not something we can risk."
An ODST goes up to The Captain and whispers in his ear. "That motherfucking rookie." The Captain said.
"He has a contact somewhere, but how can we find him?" The Major asks.
"I don't know, but we have to find both of them soon." Tricia said.
"Here's the address, have fun." The man said laughing as T
ODST: Chapter 1Two men fight each other with weapons in a room with a long set of stairs, a red carpet covering them, and a chair; a thrown chair one for kings. One of the men has a pistol, and the other has an energy sword. The two are brothers, the fight each other as if arch enemies. Even though the same blood flows through them, they battle things out as if a divine nature commands it.
They disarm each other in the end. The pistol flies one way and the sword flies in the other. The fight ends right then and there. The man who had the pistol goes to his weapon on the ground, he picks it up and walks away.
"Brother? Where are you going? You're really going to leave this time? Just like that!" The man who had the sword said as he went for his weapon and flailed it around.
The other man kept walking.
"Fine then! I gain control of this organization! And I will kill you... because I am the only who can." The swordsman said as the gunslinger left.
Two months later...
Three falcons fly above an ocean
on old sanzu - absolutely true fictionlast fall i stole my friend down by the tama river. we sang. we danced. we skipped dead fish like rocks and watched them get swallowed by the undertow. we got sick off of bad chinese food and went skinny-dipping and then a week later she drowned herself.
her uncle was a yakuza, i think, but he really just wanted to be al pacino or something. anyway, she loved him a lot. maybe that’s why she went down the way she went down; cement shoes. not real cement, but it was the same idea. she had two cloth bags with yellow-painted cinderblocks inside, and they were tied to her ankles like the prisoners’ chains from o brother where art thou.
in my mind’s eye i can see her, limping dreadfully close to the edge of the current, her left hand gripping at her breasts through a loose t-shirt. kneeling by the wastelands, elbows in the gravel, crawling forward out into the water. angry like a dermis under wool, all teeth and salt and sand. sleepy, submissive, sublimated.
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