Score: 10
"*sniff* *sniff*"
date: September 28, 2009
i have made up a scene for this, get ready this is a long one, imagine just one sqaud of soldiers holding the plaza at some city and about 500 trillion enemys are marching right at them, but the soldiers, which i have now dubbed "bravo" are holding their ground just barely with thier rifles and thier sargeant is the only which a machine gun, after about 20 minutes they are almost out of ammo and the enemy are advancing, gaining ground, they are all screaming but they voices are muted and all you can hear is song, this song, then sarge goes down, the whole time pulling the trigger, the youngest one of the sqaud, about 17, starts screaming his head off, while two other guys grab him and calm him down, thier voices still muted, the young one, who is now dubbed "private" fights with tears in his eyes, since sarge was like a father to him, after a while more of the sqaud die private overcome with saddness turn around to his best friend fall, Private screams, yet all you hear is this song, Private then turns and with blind rage and hate takes the srageants machine gun and in a Rambo like way takes down about 12 enemys, then you hear one gunshot over the music, Private's eyes then grow wide, his head against a white background, then falls, then you see an enemy private no older than our Private holding a rifle, his eyes wide in shock at what he had done, Private then on the ground die slowly from loss of blood, a red splotch growing in his chest, then clutches at his neck with his left hand, then looking at his hand finnaly dies. then the enemy soldier walks to Privates corpse, this song still playing as it had been thru the story, muting all the screams and gunshots, played only softer now. the enemy then stands over Private then noticed his left hand unlike his right was a closed fist in it was a silver necklace, attached to the chain was a small heart shaped locket, in the locket a picture of Private and his girlfriend, the love of his life. the other soldier then reaches at his own neck and protrudes a small silver necklace and locket also, he opens it and in it a simaliar picture of himslef and his girlfriend, the one person he loved more than any other. the enemy soldier looking at his own picture, then Private's. the scene slowy fading black you the enemy soldier shed a single tear.....end
