Legio Para Nostra #1

All characters are copyrighted to me Ddraig

Date June 12th 2011

The C130 Hercules droned over the bleak deserts of Djibouti in North Africa. Inside the aircraft I looked around, surveying the faces of my brother legionnaires. I had joined the French Foreign Legion two years before in hopes of making a fresh start. After passing thru basic training I was attached to the 2nd REI Parachute regiment, for more training. I saw in the eyes of the men various emotions, fear and anxiety being the most prevalent in the newest recruits, whilst the more seasoned veterans like me were only slightly nervous. All of us awaiting the green light to jump.

Suddenly the plane ran into turbulence and it shuddered terribly, the sergeant chef yelled out

"HANG ON!"

We all took this advice, but soon the turbulence dissipated and the plane continued to the drop zone. Our mission was to locate and neutralise a group of Islamist Insurgents that had entered the country and were attacking European Companies and their civilian staff.

We were jumping from 10,000 feet rather high and in the late evening, but the top brass deemed it necessary to maintain the element of suprise.

I suppose you're wondering who I am, My name is Lewis Gillard, my rank chef legionnaire (Corporal/Private 1st class). This is not my real name because I chose to live under a different name after I joined the Legion. I am 26 years old, 5feet 8 inches tall with green eyes and short cut black hair. My uniform consist of standard olive drab shirt and trouser, as well as my field pack and two parachutes and all protecting body armour and black jump boots.

Instantly the lights in the cargo bay went to red so we could get used to the darkness outside. The Sergeant chef callout "Stand Up!" we stood up, he then yelled "Check Equipment!!" at that I checked my FAMAS assault rifle and Baretta 9 mm pistol and Chute

The Sergeant then opened the rear door to the outside. He turned to us and said this one thing "Make sure to remember your motto Legio Patra Nostra" he yelled out to us. We all yelled "mais_oui"_

The light turned green and the Sergeant cheff ordered us out of the aircraft

"GO,GO,GO,GO!!!!"

I ran off the ramp following the man in front of me, I flung myself into the grasp of the darkening sky. The cold air rushed by me whipping the exposed skin of my face.

I silently counted in my head

*1000,2000,3000,4000*

I grasped and pulled the release mechanism on my chute, which thankfully deployed in short order. I drifted slowly and silently through the clouds. The odd thing was that these clouds seemed to glow like phosphorescent light and electrical energy flickered through them. But I kept my mind on my mission, as I drifted down through the clouds. I suddenly looked down felt great shock at what I saw

Instead of the dry arid desert of North Africa, there was a lush and green landscape and it wasn't night but it was day. There were forests, farms and villages, I could even see a coastline and the turquoise waters of an ocean in the distance. I scanned the surrounding sky for other legionnaires. But I was alone and the ground was coming up fast. I slipped the 'chute so i would come down in what looked like a wheat field.

"Jesus, Lewis you're not in Kansas anymore" I thought aloud. But my thoughts were cut short by the ground and I rolled heavily as I landed. I gathered up my parachute and dusted myself off and checked my rifle, quickly chambering the 5.56mm Nato round, funny what Legion training makes you do.

I used my radio to see if any one could hear me

"Rouge dix au commandement" but all I got was static. I tried three more times but still no reply *must be the atmospheric interference* I thought . Now I was stuck i had no orders to cover a situation like this. I decided to go to a nearby farmhouse and ask to use their telephone to contact a French Embassy, or someone official.

I spotted a cottage like building, it looked like one from an old English Postcard I had seen when I was young. It had white washed stone walls and a thatched roof. I saw smoke coming out of the chimney *Good someone's home* I pondered as I marched towards it. After a ten minute walk I reached the door, through an open window I smelt freshly baking bread and what I perceived to be coffee. I also heard a woman's voice gently humming to her self. I got to the door and rapped on it twice with my gloved hand.

"Just a moment!" called a sweet lyrical voice. That surprised me again i was still expecting a French or Arabic voice to reply.

The door slowly opened

"Honestly Joey, you never give me a minute to tidy.............. AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGRRRRHHHHHHHH!!" the voice screamed.

I looked and gave yell of surprise myself, there standing in front of me was fox, but not like any fox I'd seen This one was orange,stood on two legs with no shoes , coming to just 3 inches shoter than my 5 foot 8inch stature. She was wearing a dark skirt with an apron over it and a bush tail sticking out be hind her. A white blouse that just came up to her shoulders. Her eyes were green like mine and she had flowing brunette colour hair which two triangular ears poked out of.

"A Monster" she screamed again. I Spoke to her in English " I am a Legionnaire!" but she turned an ran back in the house calling for someone.

"Papa Len, Papa Len there's a monster on our front step!" I heard more footsteps in another part of the house It was another fox but this one was male and 6 foot tall and was built like a Brick Shithouse. He saw me and yelled in surprise "How dare you try to attack my daughter, be gone demon!!" He charged at me, my combat training kicked in and i ducked and rolled tripping him up as he ran out the door.

Out in the farm yard he picked himself up an charged again snarling at me, as he did I dropped my pack and managed to trip him and get him in a head lock.

I hissed into his tall ears .

"I MEAN NO HARM." Which i said again in French and my native Celtic language Welsh

He stopped, shocked at my phrase " You speak my tongue?! And the ancient tongue?"

"Yes I said and a few others to boot. I am going to release you now so don't try to hurt me, I mean no one any harm"

"Who are you? What are you?" He asked as he got up, the fox girl hiding behind his tall frame as he stood.

"I am Legionnaire chef Lewis Gillard, serial number 10602345" I replied in good English to him, removing my helmet at the same time.

"What kind of animal are you" he asked again.

" I am a Human Being" I yelled at him frustrated and insulted by his question. His and the girl's eyes went wide with shock " A... H H H Human?"

"Yes I replied and I mean you and your daughter no harm. Who is in charge around here?"

I asked again.

To be continued

This is my first furry story please go easy on me. I have been a fan of SoFurry and Yffstar for 4 years now. But I never had the courage to write anything hope you like it and there will be more on the way

Next time Lewis explains more bout his life and gets a visit from the town elders.

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Ddraig