Terry strolled out side his house on the sunny day. It was a nice sunny Saturday and he was thoroughly enjoying himself. The ocean was clear and cool and he lay down on his raft and pushed off into the water. He was about a half a block from the shore when he heard a rumbling sound. Terry opened his eyes squinting into the sun and saw hundreds of harriers and fighter jets passing slowly over head.
"That's strange," Terry thought to him self and suddenly that the colors of the planes were red and that the symbol on the tail of the jets was the symbol of the new Soviet Union. He heard a large splashing sound so he sat up. He screamed. They're millions of transport boats heading directly toward him and his cove. He was screaming mostly because of the giant squids around him closing in on him. It suddenly struck him that the NSU was launching an invasion force on the US. Terry cried out as a huge squid grabbed him, ripped him and half and slowly ate him. The other squids quickly ate the flying intestines Terry's last thoughts before the giant squid swallowed him into its black mouth were "it isn't fair, then enemy shouldn't win"
Thunder rolled on the clouds out side, the sound of it echoing through the halls of the school. The rain pelted the outside of the school as the kids slept. Jeff thought carefully about their position.
"How cam this be" he though. They were trapped in the school because it had snowed 4 feet while they were in school and it was the middle of summer in Florida. Jeff got up and picked his way through his sleeping classmates.
"How can anyone sleep in this dirty room and in this predicament" he questioned himself. He walked down the sophomore hall even though he was junior. He felt so envious of his friend tom who was sick and had to stay at home. He walked into the boy's bathroom walking past the stall where he could see a couple heavily making out. He wanted to go see his friend Alexandria but she was on the other side of the building sleeping.
"It's almost like a horror movie" he commented. He heard the couple stop and resume their lip smacking sounds. He left the bathroom and felt a twang of pain in his side.
"I'm not surprised, I only had a hot dog for dinner" he grumbled to himself. He wandered back to his sleeping bag and got in. he heard a young girl crying to herself next to him. He patted her on the back in what he hoped was a reassuring way and turned over and closed his eyes.
He lay they're for a while just looking at the ceiling, he glanced at his watch.
"Only 1:52?!!" he moaned.
"I can't take this any longer"
He gathered up his sleeping bag and walked out of the room again. A door was ajar to his right so he invited himself in. It was the teachers lounge. People were all over but he spotted that the person that had been on the couch had fell off so he wandered over to it.
At least it more comfortable than the couch" he mumbled lying down on the old couch. He felt his eyelids fall of his eyes and drifted into a blissful slumber.
"Beep, beep, beep" Jeff's watch chimed as he woke up. It was already 10:45. He got up and gathered up his sleeping bag and bustled out into the hall. People were already up and the chatter was up to it's normal level. He opened his locker aware that people were looking at him strangely. He looked at his head were people were looking and realized with a shock that some one had played a prank on him and put whipped cream in his hair. He went to the shower room and heard two boys snickering at him.
"All right, who did it?" he roared. Since he was the captain of the football team not many people messed with him. The two boys meekly raised their hands. He walked over to them picking up two beetles off the ground and shoved one each down the back of their shirts.
"Now don't do it again" he told them sternly. His locker was dusty and dirty so he didn't put on his P.E. clothes and put on his clothes from the day before.
A plane rumbled over head as he stepped out into the sun lit hall.
"This is getting weirder by the minuet" he exclaimed. He looked out side and saw another foot of snow had fallen but it was sunny out. In the sky jets soared over head. He looked at them more slowly and then it struck him. Those were army jets! His dad owned a jet and he had taught Jeff how to fly them and all about them. These jets were flying in to attack something. On the other side of the hall their red harriers were fluttering about missiles at the American jets. The symbol on the tail of the jets was a cutlass with a hammer through it. It was the sign of the "New Soviet Union". In the football lounge the team was watching the news. The reporter was saying that unexplainable weather changes were sweeping through the world. A man walked into the screen and handed her a slip of paper. Her face turned white as a sheet as she read it.
"The new Soviet Union has launched an attack on the United States. You are to find the nearest shelter and any able bodied person that knows how to fight contact the nearest military station now. The government has declared war on them and we are now in world war 3" she said hoarsely. Jeff looked around himself. The team has in shock. Some of the kids were whimpering under tables.
"I know how to fight and fly a plane, maybe I can help," I thought. I raced to the nearest phone and dialed 479 – 243 – 6394 – 23553 which was the number for the nearest military out post that was pasted on the wall.
"Hello" a voice said on the other line.
"Yes, I'd like to volunteer myself a s possible troop of jet fighter." I replied
"HAHA, sure kid, what ever you want" he said in a mocking tone laughing.
" you, you damn
He shut up
"Now look, you are looking for available men, my dad taught me to fly and I have been to at least 5 flying courses" I add still angry with him.
"Prove it" he growled.
"Fine, look up my files, You'll find them under Jeff Laster Johnson, password icebird6"
"Hold on" there was a little click "all right your records check out, report to the encampment tomorrow morning, oh and just for the record, this conversation has been taped, hehehe your going to be sorry you said what you did boy" click.
"Damn it!" I shouted into the hallway. Some people stopped and stared at me but I paid them no heed. "I can't believe I said something like that to a military officer, !" I said angrily to myself. I paced up and down the hallway thinking of what to do. I heard a huge BOOM out side. People ran to the window (myself included). A fleet of red jets was dropping on the city.
The next few moments were chaos. People were screaming and running to the doors. People crashing through the windows and running for their lives. I knew that not many people would survive since the jets were coming toward the school. Went to a payphone and called my parents. The answering machine picked up and my mom's voice said
"We are unable to come to the phone and will not be home for me and bill have taken the cat and evacuated the town. Jeff if you called get out of there and meet us in Tampa bay" BEEEP. I hung up and ran towards my car. Turing on the engine I floored it and went screeching out into the grass. I ran over the fence and started driving straight in the direction to Tampa away from the ers.
"I'll never out runt the ers, they're to fast" I mumbled. I turned around and headed straight toward the fleet of ers. I look up at them. There were at least 200 of them and the only hope I had was to get through them. The big war jets had stooped ing probably waiting for a bigger more crucial target like the school or the mall. I floored the pedal and before I knew it was going 150 MPH down hill. As I passed under the ers my heart thundered in my chest. If they started ing right over be I would be done for. I glanced upwards and a from a lone jet was descending directly in front of me. I knew that this was the end of my life.
"I love you Mom an Dad" I sobbed the tears streaming down my face.
BOOOM. The light lit up the windows around me. The explosion tore up the front of the car then reached me. The pain was so intense that I couldn't even think. It was like some one was ripping all of the skin off of you at once and then was piercing you with hundreds of burning hot needles. I flew from the remains of my burning car and land straight into a puddle of mud then blackness.
I saw my body lying in front of me like I was out of my body. I heard voices behind me and saw a couple of my classmates ascending to what looked like a rip in the air. Ahhhhhhh. I was drawn to the rip I could feel the eternal bliss waiting for me but then I thought, "I'm to young to go." I looked down at my pitiful burned and broken body and swam toward it. I turned back to the rip, which was closing, I dove for it trying desperately to open it up. The rip closed and I felt myself drifting down toward the corpse of my body. I didn't want to go back to the pain and ; I wanted it all to end right there. But as my spirit (which is what I presumed what I was at this point) fit its self back into the body I thought, "it wont be so bed. Then blackness.