Day Twelve

We were preparing for the raid in two days time. I was to be in the front line. I knew I was facing death in the eyes. But I had no choice. It was for the best. I prepared my troops for battle. I knew that I got injured, they would instantly help, and I would do the same for them. We were invincible together, or that’s what everyone thought. We were a tight group and nothing would stop us!

Day Eleven

Today was the same as yesterday, spy on the enemy, prepare for battle and resting in the bunkers. It was business as normal. Just another day in my life.

Day Ten

I awoke feeling worse than when I went to sleep. Luckily there was no raid today. We went about our business as normal. Preparing to defend encase of an assault and preparing for the assault in four days time.

Day Nine

I awoke to a large bang. I immediately jumped out of bed and raced to the briefing room. It was packed by the time I got there. The King was standing on the platform in front of everyone. He raised his hand for silence and said in a booming voice, “The enemy has broken through the northern defenses and are on their way her as we speak. I want this area secured right away. Could I please see squadron 75 after now. That is all.”

I went straight to the king afterwards. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be the best of news, but I had I had to go. My suspicions were confirmed when I was the only one there. We talked for ten minutes and in that time period I found out that everyone else had died in the raid yesterday. But it wasn’t all bad news, I had been put in charge of an elite group of ESP’s .It was our job to be the front line, first in, last out sort of stuff.

It was an hour until we first saw them. Clad in black armor, firing canons on our position. We had been ordered to take out the canons. We climbed until we each of us was above a canon. I counted down from three to launch the attack. We pounced on zero, taking out the canons swiftly. We had a problem on our hand, we had nowhere to go and we were surrounded by aliens. We formed a tight circle with to layers. The reason for this was some could rest while the others fought. It worked, we stood there fighting for three hours.

We finally got back at five in the afternoon. I had been relocated into a new room with my new squad. The moment my head hit my pillow I fell asleep.

Day Eight

It was the six o’clock when I woke. We were all prepared to raid the enemy tonight. The atmosphere was tense in the room. The others had been up since four in the morning preparing for the mission. It was routine stuff but it was long, hard work. We were ready by noon. I had helped out with the preparation of the long-range dart gun. We set off at two in the afternoon, my group was at the back, and instead of marching we jumped through trees to our destination. We were in the second wave of the assault. It was traumatic to see dead EPS littering the ground. I ran for the west entrance with the rest of the squad. We reached there just as the gates started to close. There was no other open entrance so we started sprinting for it. I was one of three that made it in.

We had been creeping through the tunnels for half an hour until we came across other aliens. Fortunately it was a squadron of ESPs. We almost immediately came under fire. We were surrounded with nowhere to go. I was alone after twenty minutes. I had taken out thirty, but when nobody else was alive I pretended to die. They had bought it. They moved off, leaving me alone. I was terrified. I was low on darts, had injured my left arm, and was tired. I began to look for the nearest exit. I made without any trouble, but saw twenty aliens. I thought it was over, but knew I had to try. I ran up with a dart in my hand and a knife in the other. I killed most before they realized I was there. The rest I dealt with quickly. Slowly I exited the building and ran back to base.

I was exhausted, and by the time I got back it was eleven at night.

Day Seven

I awoke to a shrill sound. It was a siren that I was told about yesterday. It was a raid by the other alien species. It was going to be interesting to see action for the first time. I was in a squadron with the alien that had taken me to this place. I could somehow speak their language. We jumped through the trees and stopped above the oncoming wards.

We waited until their chief was below us, then pounced. I landed square on the warlord’s shoulders. I pressed the button on my arm to use a mid sized dagger and stabbed him between the plates protecting his shoulder and neck. He fell dead immediately. When I did that, chaos broke out. We withdrew almost immediately.

We rested the remainder of the day.

Day Six

I awoke after fainting in the middle of a ceremony. I had slept through the previous day. I was in a linen bed. I was alone in an underground room. I stepped out of bed and walked down a hall way. I passed a mirror and couldn’t help looking in it. I looked strange. I had three fingers and a thumb on my feet as well as my hands. My eyes were on flexible stalks with 360 vision. I realised, I was an EPS!

I spent the rest of the day in a secret location which if u spoke in higher detail, I would bordering classified areas.