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The Love of the war zone.
The life at war with Poison, Kobra and jet by myside we have been at this game for a good 5 years for myself, 4 for my friends and my lover. Lifes just going to get worse in the end, if we survive ...
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The Love of the War Zone.
Chapter one.
'The Hamburg Account'
Hamburg, Geramany.
Private Iero a.k.a GHOUL.
4:36PM
19th May 2012
The screaming, the gun shots, the shouting, the adernaline, the fight, the emotion, the darkness, the enemies, the war zone...
This is what they call modern war: the lose of friends, family, strangers. If we are to survive as brothers: myself, Poison, Kobra, and Jet, we'd be fucking lucky. The russian army and Marakrov's followers anyone who can think they can take over the world. Our AK-47's by are sides or in our hands, knifes and ammo round are waist's heavey armor around are chests and back, our doc martins on our feet, helmet's are placed on our heads. Our minds set on hate, revenge, Marakrov and his army. We've been in this the best part of 4 years, we think. We stopped counting the days after the second year. Conflict had taken over are lifes. Jet and Kobra, had wife's at home waiting for there return back to normal life, but life can neve be normal again we'd be messed up in the head from the people we killed and the hardships we'd incontered. Me and Poison had our own life together waiting for gay marrige to be legised, yes we're gay if you couldn't tell, you don't like it? Well we have an army and more bullets than we need, we don't mind using a few on you. so try and mess with us, fuck that i'd like to see you try.
"Ghoul, enemies coming fast eastbound." Combi told me.
"Get six RPG's on them, if that doesn't work, me, the killjoys and the scorpion team." I responded thinking over are options, there isn't many, i just went for the best one posible.
"Kobra get your skorpian SMG, Jet get the SCAR-L assault, Poison get your M14 EBR and all of you grab the walter P99 pistols. I'll get my AK-47. Team up at the truck in 5." I told them quickly.
They all nodded grabing our guns, ammo, knifes and grenades, ready to kill these russian dicks. Soon enough we was in the back of the army camo truck, moving east bound. It reminded me of the first time i saw Ghoul again.
~x Flashback x~
'STORM'
PRAQUE,CZECH REPULIC.
GERARD WAY, A.K.A POISON
9:25PM
27TH OCTOBER 2008.
"Korbra, take the left of the door. Jet Plant the C4 on the door, Poison take the right of the door." We moved into place, Jet planting the explosives on the door, which lead into the room, Marakov was said to be in. "You three, take the guards. I'll take that prick Marakrov, remeber we do not kill marakrov. Just kapture him."
"Agreed!" We all replied unison.
"Lets start this mother fucking party!" Ghoul shouted as he blew the explosives, jumping threw the hole into the room. Everything, turned into slow motion the horror across Ghouls face, the guards all armed pointing guns at us there was at least 101 guns pointed towards us.
"Fuck." I heard Kobra curse.
"We're dead." Jet whispered to himself, before i could register it, Ghoul was firing madly, and shouting into his walkie-talkie "Eagle eyes, fucking blow the place! Marakrov is NOT HERE! I repeat Marakrov is NOT HERE!" he scream shotting as much as he could, several bullets hiting him. "Poison, Jet, Kobra! Get out of here, I got this. Trust me!" he shouted turning his head to us. Jet and Kobra, pulled me out the room kicking and screaming. We ran as we saw the buliding go up in flames. i knew ghoul was dead...
~xx END of flashback xx~
"EAST WINGED BIRD"
HAMBURG,GERMANY.
GHOUL.
4:57PM
19TH MAY 2012.
We are heading towards the east bound side of the zone, to kill those russian pricks. We're 126 meters away from the battle zone, all i can hear is: Tanks moving, shotting, planes droppng small bombs and firing heavey, screams of bomb amd gun shot vitims. I could see the blood bath ahead of us as the truck moved back to base. I stood there mouth wide open, this was worse than Praque. I saw: Nebulas, Combi,Rider and Trix, holding of the soliders from getting closer to tempory base or home as some may call it, i could never call that place that, home was happy. Theen i snapped back into it, i ran towards them: Poison, Kobra, Jet, Skull, Death, Rip and Biogen, had followed me into the mass of bodies behind and huge rock, we took cover firing our guns killing the enemie, blasting the cars to rubble. We was doing good no one on our side was dead, there was about 15 more soliders left, as i turned my had to shout the next thing to do i saw a golden bullet, flying towards jets head, i tried to warn him, i was to late the bullet had came out the back of this head covered in blood as he fell to the ground he was dead, Jet was dead.
~x 3 Years Later x~
Durning the misson
'EAST WINGED BIRD'
in
HAMBURG, GERMANY.
RAY TORO A.K.A JET.
at
5:17pm
on
19TH MAY 2012.
aged 24 died.
Ray loved friend, brother, husband, grandson and son, was pronounced dead, fighting for his country in the search for Marakrov the started of world war 3. Ray will be truely misssed. Rest in peace.
~xx 3 years before xx~
MISSON COMPLETE, RETURN TO BASE.
FALCON WILL BE AT XC5 LAND POINT IN 10.
GOOD WORK MEN...
~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x
A.N: HI! This is my newest fanfic :D Yey! If your wondering where the fuck i got the idea, i got LE idea~ I was playing MW3 for 7 hours straight listening to MCR :3 sad i know >.< and this was the outcome to le idea ^_^ Horray! Review and rate please with le cherry and sprinkle on da top :-: More chapters to come! With Frerard thats why the rate it's at.>.< fun.
Disclamer: I do not own my chemical romance or Call of Duty: Modern Warefare 3 -sigh- or anyo of le charaters -super sigh- Only my sexy Plot :"D THANK YOU!
~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x
XO'Amber
Chapter one.
'The Hamburg Account'
Hamburg, Geramany.
Private Iero a.k.a GHOUL.
4:36PM
19th May 2012
The screaming, the gun shots, the shouting, the adernaline, the fight, the emotion, the darkness, the enemies, the war zone...
This is what they call modern war: the lose of friends, family, strangers. If we are to survive as brothers: myself, Poison, Kobra, and Jet, we'd be fucking lucky. The russian army and Marakrov's followers anyone who can think they can take over the world. Our AK-47's by are sides or in our hands, knifes and ammo round are waist's heavey armor around are chests and back, our doc martins on our feet, helmet's are placed on our heads. Our minds set on hate, revenge, Marakrov and his army. We've been in this the best part of 4 years, we think. We stopped counting the days after the second year. Conflict had taken over are lifes. Jet and Kobra, had wife's at home waiting for there return back to normal life, but life can neve be normal again we'd be messed up in the head from the people we killed and the hardships we'd incontered. Me and Poison had our own life together waiting for gay marrige to be legised, yes we're gay if you couldn't tell, you don't like it? Well we have an army and more bullets than we need, we don't mind using a few on you. so try and mess with us, fuck that i'd like to see you try.
"Ghoul, enemies coming fast eastbound." Combi told me.
"Get six RPG's on them, if that doesn't work, me, the killjoys and the scorpion team." I responded thinking over are options, there isn't many, i just went for the best one posible.
"Kobra get your skorpian SMG, Jet get the SCAR-L assault, Poison get your M14 EBR and all of you grab the walter P99 pistols. I'll get my AK-47. Team up at the truck in 5." I told them quickly.
They all nodded grabing our guns, ammo, knifes and grenades, ready to kill these russian dicks. Soon enough we was in the back of the army camo truck, moving east bound. It reminded me of the first time i saw Ghoul again.
~x Flashback x~
'STORM'
PRAQUE,CZECH REPULIC.
GERARD WAY, A.K.A POISON
9:25PM
27TH OCTOBER 2008.
"Korbra, take the left of the door. Jet Plant the C4 on the door, Poison take the right of the door." We moved into place, Jet planting the explosives on the door, which lead into the room, Marakov was said to be in. "You three, take the guards. I'll take that prick Marakrov, remeber we do not kill marakrov. Just kapture him."
"Agreed!" We all replied unison.
"Lets start this mother fucking party!" Ghoul shouted as he blew the explosives, jumping threw the hole into the room. Everything, turned into slow motion the horror across Ghouls face, the guards all armed pointing guns at us there was at least 101 guns pointed towards us.
"Fuck." I heard Kobra curse.
"We're dead." Jet whispered to himself, before i could register it, Ghoul was firing madly, and shouting into his walkie-talkie "Eagle eyes, fucking blow the place! Marakrov is NOT HERE! I repeat Marakrov is NOT HERE!" he scream shotting as much as he could, several bullets hiting him. "Poison, Jet, Kobra! Get out of here, I got this. Trust me!" he shouted turning his head to us. Jet and Kobra, pulled me out the room kicking and screaming. We ran as we saw the buliding go up in flames. i knew ghoul was dead...
~xx END of flashback xx~
"EAST WINGED BIRD"
HAMBURG,GERMANY.
GHOUL.
4:57PM
19TH MAY 2012.
We are heading towards the east bound side of the zone, to kill those russian pricks. We're 126 meters away from the battle zone, all i can hear is: Tanks moving, shotting, planes droppng small bombs and firing heavey, screams of bomb amd gun shot vitims. I could see the blood bath ahead of us as the truck moved back to base. I stood there mouth wide open, this was worse than Praque. I saw: Nebulas, Combi,Rider and Trix, holding of the soliders from getting closer to tempory base or home as some may call it, i could never call that place that, home was happy. Theen i snapped back into it, i ran towards them: Poison, Kobra, Jet, Skull, Death, Rip and Biogen, had followed me into the mass of bodies behind and huge rock, we took cover firing our guns killing the enemie, blasting the cars to rubble. We was doing good no one on our side was dead, there was about 15 more soliders left, as i turned my had to shout the next thing to do i saw a golden bullet, flying towards jets head, i tried to warn him, i was to late the bullet had came out the back of this head covered in blood as he fell to the ground he was dead, Jet was dead.
~x 3 Years Later x~
Durning the misson
'EAST WINGED BIRD'
in
HAMBURG, GERMANY.
RAY TORO A.K.A JET.
at
5:17pm
on
19TH MAY 2012.
aged 24 died.
Ray loved friend, brother, husband, grandson and son, was pronounced dead, fighting for his country in the search for Marakrov the started of world war 3. Ray will be truely misssed. Rest in peace.
~xx 3 years before xx~
MISSON COMPLETE, RETURN TO BASE.
FALCON WILL BE AT XC5 LAND POINT IN 10.
GOOD WORK MEN...
~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x
A.N: HI! This is my newest fanfic :D Yey! If your wondering where the fuck i got the idea, i got LE idea~ I was playing MW3 for 7 hours straight listening to MCR :3 sad i know >.< and this was the outcome to le idea ^_^ Horray! Review and rate please with le cherry and sprinkle on da top :-: More chapters to come! With Frerard thats why the rate it's at.>.< fun.
Disclamer: I do not own my chemical romance or Call of Duty: Modern Warefare 3 -sigh- or anyo of le charaters -super sigh- Only my sexy Plot :"D THANK YOU!
~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x~x
XO'Amber
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