This story will be using a lot of detail and be edited by a group of people, the first update will most likely be the shortest, and most updates will take up to a week to write, so stay patient and enjoy "LEAVE ME ALONE!" the slim white man ran through a jungle, dark shadowed figures chasing behind him, the man turns a corner and falls into one of many traps that was littered throughout the forest. He fell twenty feet into a pit, to land on four foot tall metal spikes. He was impaled and dead in seconds, the dark figures stop at the edge of the pit and smile, one laughs a deep demonic laugh as he walked from the pit. The others turn and follow the laughing one. The soldier was loading his assault rifle, bullets whizzing past him, he fumbled to get the magazine into the gun, then it hit him, he felt a sudden pressure on his chest, then he realised his gun took the bullet for him. This rattled the young marine, then he smiled as the magazine was back in his gun. He kissed the cross he wore around his neck, then put fire on the enemy. The marine managed to take out five enemy soldiers before back up arrived, being the only survivor of the onslaught, he was awarded many various medals, and the honour to meet the president of the united states. But none of this could bring back the men the watched him and laughed with him... He'd miss his old, dead squad. Fireteam Bravo was no more. "Sgt. Rhodes, please come with me." The marine, Sgt. A Rhodes looked at General Smith. Rhodes stood up and followed the general lead Rhodes into a large room. The president and six other people sat at a table, the other five were soldiers. Three men, two women. The five soldiers stood, slowly followed by the president as they saluted and shook the hand of this brave, young soldier. As they all took a seat, the president spook up after a brief thirty second silence. "So I bet you're wondering why you're here?"