Apocalipse

Jamie:

I bit my lip. "Where are you going?" I asked. "Aren't soldiers supposed to be respectful?"

He turned around and nodded.

"Well, you didn't tell me your name." I smiled. His friends were making fun of him. I would take care of that soon.

"It's...It's Daman, Ma'am."

"Well, Daman, nice to meet you." and with that I kissed him full on the mouth.

Jone's looked at the two people and whispered to the pilot.
" Many people just get a little confused in disasters."
The pilot looked almost solemn.
" What is it?"
The pilot pointed to the fuel. It was almost empty.
" Shit." Jones whispered and looked at the man who was still uncouncus. He buckled him in.
" All right! prepare for Crash landing! keep your head down and pray to god that were going to land in a soft place, not in Heaven!"

Darman regained enough of himself to remember that there was about to be a crash and he was going to be a part of it.

"Sir, now that I think about it, are you army." Darman yelled over the sputtering engine.

"Something like that, yeah. We need to focus on the situation soldier, not introductions.

"Can I at least get your rank so I know who is the commanding officer here." Darmand replied.

The noise wound down ,the blades slowed, and the helicopter would go no farther. helicopters really didn't like to fly when the were out of fuel. Darman reached over to Jamies saftey restraint and tightened it. He threw himself in the seat beside her and grabbed the hand bar. There was a sudden stop, a deafening noise, then everything was quiet.

Jamie:

I held back a scream. this did not look good. What were we going to do? "I don't suppose there are any macanics or engineers on board?" They all just looked at me like I was stupid and ignorant. I flushed red. "Never mind." I was really embarrassed, which was crazy because I was probably going to die soon! I sighed. This was when I missed having a book in my hands.

Darman:

Darman laid on his back staring at the ceiling of the mangled helicopter. He tired ot move. It didn't go so well. His head hurt, his left side ribs were in to much pain to bend, and his left wrist had to be broken. The neck was the most important thing in a crash he remembered. His was fine. His pack was still strapped to the front of the bench. "Med-kit... nope, med-kit...ah here you are." He pulled out a wrap and wound it around his wrist to ease the pain and keep it straight.

Darman sat up attempting to ignore his screaming ribs. Blood filled in over his right eye. He slapped a bandage on that. he couldn't feel it with the ribs so he needed no morphine. The pilots were the first people he was supposed to check but he knew they were dead the chopper had nosed down the last second. There was nothing left of their seats. Much less them. He went to Jamie first, her eyes only beginning to flutter open.

"Jamie, are you hurt?"

"Not really." she said. Her arm was cut and bruised but nothing else looked broken.

"I need you to try to get out of the chopper. think you can do that for me."
Darman winced and tried to regain his breath. Hurt ribs are the worst.

She saw his wrist, the bandage over his eye and the hand over his ribs and guessed he was banged up really good.

Darman went over to Jason to see how he was. He looked fine, just struggling with his lap belt. it must have been crushed and locked together during the crash. Darman handed him his combat knife. The guy that had been knocked out, Is now not breathing and the hanging out the fuselage wasn't helping his situation. Gena walked out of the aircraft and looked a bit dizzy. Jason cut the belt and was freed. He helped his friends while Darman went back to Jamie.

"Here, I am going to put this on your arm." He gave basic combat first aid to her bleeding arm. He then helped her out of the helicopter. Darman lost his balance and tumbled onto the desert floor. His ribs were searing and he knew he had broken at least two of them. After the other survivors emerged Darman tried to stand again but it was useless with out help. The rescuer need the help now.

Jamie:

I just about cried. He was in so much pain! I bit my lip and tried to remember what my mom had taught me as a little girl. I was pretty sure I could bndage the ribs, but that was the extent of my knowledge. He needed a docter. I took some gauze and rapped it around his ribs. "I'm...I'm so sorry!" I chocked out. I felt like this was all my fault. he had saved my life, but I was helpless to save his!

"Don't worry too much. If I die, my sarge will tear me a new one." Darman tried to get the words out, yet they came out only in an airless whisper, "Wow this sucks." he muttered

She jumped out of the helicopter and surpriseingly had no wounds."Hum...."she muzzed looking around her.She walked around lost in thought....

hey guys where am i? im lost errrrrr! oh yeah i was on my way to headquarters wasnt i? ill post later.

What happened to this? It was getting good!

Jennifer:

Cars backed up the highway as she raced her way to Headquarters. I am not going to be late! She thought, her horn blowing as she swirved around a SUV. Horns blasted against her ears. She slammed on brakes, as a tow truck pulled out in front of her.

"HEY!" she yelled, shaking her fist. The truck moved, allowing her to pass. Finally, she made it. Throwing her car in Park, she yanked her keys out, and got out, slamming the door behind her. Her cell rang.

"Jen?" it was Corey. He was in Georgia, on a mission trip.

"Yea? I'm okay. I'm headed up to headquarters right now." she pushed the up button, aggrivated.

"You sure you okay?" he asked, his heart in his voice.

"Yea, I'm okay. Just a little shocked. I'll see you when you get home in the morning. Do not drive. Catch a plane or something. I love you." The elevator opened and she stepped through.

"Okay. I love you too. I'll see you tomorrow." He hung up.