One hundred and One, falling out of the sky
I stare at my reflection, lightly shown in the window due to the dimness inside our carrier. I lift the dog tags from around my neck, Seargent Buck Ross was imprinted on them. Might lose these today, I think to myself, Staring at the Dark green Iguana...
THE FRONT: PART 4
The rain resumed again, and the steady tapping noise only served to shatter Scott's nerves further. He raised his rifle and pointed it through the parapet slit and used the barrel to knock the decaying arm out of sight. That made him feel slightly...
THE FRONT: PART 7
"You my friend, are lucky, the shrapnel merely tore some skin and fur away, however you did have minor stage hypothermia so we are keeping you for observation." Scott nodded, his wounds were bandaged up and he was lying on a cot, knowing with a sort...
Wake-Up Call - Part of a larger story
Before you read, this is part of a larger story I've been working on. These two chapters are part of my entry for a contest on another forum, I've been wanting to post on SoFurry for a long time so, here ya go. _There it was again, that...
Red Storm
May, 1926 Tula, Soviet Union A young wolf ran through the fields of his father's farm, without a single care in the world. He ran, but occasionally stopped for the random shenanigans young 5-year olds do. He stooped when he noticed his father come out...
Blood of Atlantis - Chapter Three
The thompson sub-machine-gun had been envisioned as a 'trench-broom' by its designer; a weapon to sweep the trenches of world war i clean of enemies, and end the bloody war quickly.
THE FRONT: PART 3
The dark wrapped around Scott like a cloak, and although his ears were pricked all the way up, and although there was practically no noise Scott was still sure that there were Germans in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce and slit his...
THE FRONT: PART 8
"Redeem myself? What the hell was I thinking?" Scott asked himself, he was back in the trenches, their earthen walls closing in on him as he sat in his dugout and tried to avoid the rain. It had been raining for nearly a week now, but the German...
Virtually Real: Bonus Finding Eternal Love
Finding Eternal Love I followed the soldier in front of me down the gantry and onto the dock. This was it, France. No more pretending this was all just some mistake. I was here to help our allies send the Kaiser's troops back in...
THE FRONT: PART 9
Scott walked briskly through the mud, his paws stained with Private Martin's blood. He had caught up with the two anthros carrying Private Martin and had taken his legs, making the dead anthro considerably easier to carry. "Corporal, we need to see...
THE FRONT: PART 5
Scott stood in shock for a second, while the German soldier continued his slow advance up the trench. There were others behind him and Scott saw to his horror that many of their bayonets were bloodied, they had been killing the British while they...
Time for truth
The single solitary clock in the musty study ticked the seconds away and slowly chimed eleven times. Each chime was low and solemn. The old man seated in the leather chair opened his gray eyes. He glanced at the fire keeping him warm. He knew it was...