Chapter 1: Meet The rest of your Comrades
As I board the trolley, I see all the people waving, did they only care about me because I was fight? Or because of me keeping them free? As Jackson sat next to me, he gave a reassuring look, but I knew Jackson too well, to not see the fear in his eyes too. He may have been one for high stakes, but this was all too new for the poor guy, he resolved fights with bets or dares, I don't think I've ever seen him to be honest. I wonder how Savannahs doing with this?
"Jason" Jackson came up with after seeing the mood "clam down, its gonna be all right."
"I know" I replied "England's pulled through Rome before, we can beat this "Rome" again"
Savannah then stepped on the bus.
"As usual I Gened Up, I take it you two did not?" She began " Well I found out that the enemy is wearing armor that doesn't dint."
"We all know that" Jackson replied just to get her to Nark.
"As I was saying" Giving him a look that meant I won you arse. "Their armor if not damaged by bullets, think, what civilization ended Rome?"
"Germanic Tribes?" I tried, hoping I was right
" Exactly, the Germans ran over Rome, leading to the Dark ages, so maybe a weapon, Rome lost to could beat them."
"I don't know if you noticed but Half the world is submerged by this force, the only thing that kept us safe is water. Its not really the time to try theories. Wanna try again?" Jackson said with the biggest I will win tone I've ever heard.
"In case you two are done arguing, you missed the Eye" I broke up the fight with, you see the eye was our favorite place to go when we were kids.
While Jackson and Savannah but heads the next half hour, I noticed a sudden drop in Temperature. It was almost instantaneously. Suddenly the car stopped. The three of us rushed out with the crowd as a group of three people in weird armor pulled knives and were walking over the guards. Jackson and Savannah ran, but I stayed and watched them. I remembered my knife as I pulled it out they had a sudden flinch, as if this knife was more of a threat then guns. As one walked over I slashed the knife in high hopes, and when I opened my eyes, he was at my feet, dead. The other two started to retreat. It was no use, they probably had reinforcements. I saw one of the guards limp away from the dead, he looked 18, probably. He gave me a smile.
I couldn't reply.
"Course you are. He said in a weird accent, almost American.
"Daniel, I'm apart of your legion."
I was stunned, I couldn't think of anything to say but "lets get going.
Helping your comrade when you haven't even gotten to boot camp, is a bit unusual, but a LONG walk. By the time we got there, people were asleep, and we got a rather "nice" greeting, by our sergeant," And who the bloody hell do you think you are? Walk'n in my camp!"
"Daniel Wilkonson Sir."
"And why do you have the need to show up late?"
"The trolley was ambushed, sir."
"Well what are you waiting for? GO TO BED!"
As we walked off to a cabin, we found Jackson on the steps, surprised to see me.
"Wow I thought you were dead!" He welcomed me with.
"Nice thinking." I kinda told him off with
There were three beds in our cabin, one for each of us.
As we each went to sleep, I had a thought. Why did my knife kill someone who was immune to guns? Well I know they were human, that's obvious. Oh well, no real point in pondering over it too much, I might as well go to sleep. And my dream was very queer. I was in a field, and people randomly died around me, even people I knew. Until I was the last one in the field. I saw what was the murderer, a man in the same armor as the people at the trolley ambush. Gold armor, wrapped around the whole body, a red cloak covering back of them, a Silver helmet covering they forehead, above the nose, and perimeter of his face, along with the rest of the head. These guys really take Rome to heart. I thought, as I pulled my knife he charged. As before the knife killed him.
I woke up in the morning with a startle. I observed it tip to bottom. It was an ordinary knife, don't remember how I got it. So I ended up giving it to Jackson. He needed a weapon for a safe feeling and with the death toll, I can hardly blame the bloke. The worlds population is estimated to have lost half of its people. The empire almost owns the whole Eastern world. There are a few countries staying strong, like Switzerland, Greece, and Egypt. America will eventually rush in and take them out at the rate that they win wars. Its racists but to be honest, how far off is it? Eh well better get my mind off that, I got a long day for me.
I found out a lot about Daniel, he's a High School Grad from Manhattan in New York. He was sent over form America to help with this war. He likes high stakes, like Jackson, but goes even farther, he knows quite a few tactics and knows about every war in America you could name.
We haven't seen Savannah since we got here, but apparently she's with the rest of our legion. Today we have like 500 drills to do, the list doesn't seem to end. We work with each other to hit targets and dodge bullets. By the time we got to 212 push-ups I almost passed out. Yet that's just the beginning.