"What's in it for me?"
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"Pshaw. I want wine, women and song!"
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| Private Haley I | | | Author: | | | IP: | spider-tXXXX | | Date: | 04/01/01 02:04 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 5, Min: 5
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Welcome to another CaughtNaked report. Normaly I dont do fan fics, but since im passing time before
me and |]agomar start work on our BR. I hope everyone enjoys this, im just trying to dip my
toes in and see if im any good at it. So without futher chit chat I present to you,
Private Haley I
Explosions eco in the background as private
Haley emerges with the blue prints to the Nova Squadrons new Ion Cannon, the most feared weapon
in the Koprulu Sector. Now its in Kel-Morian hands, ready to be put into good use against those
bastard Zerg.
He shoots past the guards on his stolen vulture. Bullets blaze by and he
begins to gain a sence of immortality when all of a sudden the stench of gas fills his nose.
Realizing whats about to happen he leaps off his bick seconds before it explodes.
Now that
hes on foot a new plan would be required. First step is to eliminate the search party that had been
shooting at him. He climes a tree and activates his personal cloaking feild, takes aim, and one
after another the foolish marines drop to the ground in a pool of blood. What were the Novas thinking
sending a dozen poorly trained marines after an elite Kel-Morian like himself? The lucky remaining
marines turn around and escape with there lives. "Now what" Haley says to himself looking down
at his busted vulture. Remembering his training he realizes that step two is to take cover from
any cloaked wraiths that could be passing by.
Climbing down from the tree he takes notice
of a cave in the background. Marching over there knowing that it would be the perfect place for
step three, radio for help. When he comes near he hears voices coming from inside the cave. He
gets withen hearing distance and hides behind a rock.
"Now all we need is the Ion Cannon
and we can move on to phase 2."
"Whats phase 2 again sir?"
"You idiot cant you remember
anything?"
"Im sorry sir."
"Phase 2 is to hold the Koprulu Sector hostage for 10 trillion
dollers."
"What makes you think that they just wont kill us?"
"Because...we would have a
fucking Ion Cannon you moron! Now. we are going to break into the Nova Squadrons Headquarters and
steal the blue prints to it. That way we can make our own."
At hearing this you realize
that youd rather have 10 trillion dollers then get a pat on the back from the Kel-Morian Combine.
You step out from behind the rock.
"I have the blue prints."
"Who the hell are you" asks there
leader.
"Private Haley of the Kel-Morian Combine. You?"
"I am Arcturus Mengsk. How much
have you heard?"
"Everything."
"What makes you think that we wont just kill you?"
"Becuase
if you do, ill destroy the only copy of the blue prints."
"Hmmm, you bring an interesting
bargin to the table. How much would you like for the blue prints."
"Money? Hah, I dont need
your money. I want to become the leader of your organzation."
Laughter fills the cave.
"You think that you can lead The Sons Of Korhal? Thats laughable. But if you want to try, be my
guess. You and me, one vs one, for the leadership."
"Fine, just remember that this was your
idea."
Both men take off there jackets and put down there asorted guns. The two fighters
stare each other in the eye while the crowd that has surounded them cheers for there leader.
"Your mine bitch!"
Mengsk screams as he charges toward him. Private Haley quickly turns on
his personal cloaking feild. He was never one to be an honest fighter and never would be. He jumps
out of the way and laughs mockingly. The crowd becomes disgusted by his dishonest tatics but the
ruls are that they cant interfere. Haley pulls a knife out of his boot and creeps up behind there
soon to be dead leader. Hes waving his arms around wildly now in fear. Haley gets closer and closer
when all of a sudden blue crystals fill the air. The Sons Of Korhal must have a ComSat up somewhere
Hes still dazed when a fist flies through the air and knocks the knife to the ground. Both men
desperatly dive for the knife knowing that there lives depend on it. A frantic struggle begins as
both warriors use all there might to gain control of the knife. A swift, cheap kick from the crowd
send Private Haley to the ground. Mengsk recovers the knife and quickly pins Haley to the ground.
As hes raising the knife above his head he says
"This is for The Sons Of Korhal."
And just
at that moment the scan wears off and Haley is able to escape. Now that hes free he walks clamly
over to the gun that he had droped, picks it up, aims, and fires. In a flash of a second the fight
is over. As Mengsk falls to the ground an uneasy silence falls over the crowd who still havent realized
that a new era is about to begin. The era of the mighty god Haley, there new leader. The crowd was
starting to whisper among them selves when he shouts "Shut UP!" This was a major test of authority.
If they obeyed him, he is there new master. If not, well if not he wont live to regret it. An
akward moment falls over the damp cave, and then, silence.
"Much better. Now heres how its
gonna work, im gonna give the orders, and your gonna follow them. Got that?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Same plan as before but now we have the blue prints. Whos in charge of building the cannon?"
"Me sir."
He hands him the blue prints and says get to work.
And thats the end of
this chapter. Stay tuned to find out what happens next has General Haley takes the Sector hostage.
Sound interesting? I hope so, this took some time. Stay tuned for my upcoming IBR, and my new
series Clan Buster. Hope this was good, it was fun to make. Please comment and tell me what you
thought and how I could improve it.
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