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Only because we're like a family. ;D Sort of. But with less fights and no overweight, kissy aunts that smell like old cheese. 
Going Batty
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Mind the Master
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Sugar in Lemonade
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Actor Robert Englund
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Mind the Master
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Click! Click! Bam! The sound of the bomb was something he was not ready for let alone ever thought would ever happen to him. The flash of light blinded him as he was thrown 20 feet from his current position. Everything was black ‘what just happen?’ thinking to himself. “Solider?” a voice came to his ears, well ear. The injured solider Opened his eyes to a dark sky and a shaved red head man sitting above him pulling at his clothes. The man was talking to him but he could not think of a response all he wanted to do was get his gun and get back up. Reaching around with one of his arms he felt his gun, moving to get up a severe pain shot through his body causing him to collapse back to the ground. Looking down his chest was covered in blood his clothes torn to reveal the blackish skin under it. Something dripped from his face as an instinct he reached up to wipe off what he would think is sweat off his cheek, but to his surprise his hand reveled a red liquid, blood. Half his body was cut his arm hung loose off his body. “ We need a medic” Said the red hair boy , he did not know his name, to the convoy just yards away “We have a survivor.” A survivor? The injured solider looks around the place bodies scattered across from his unit. Some were too badly damaged to even tell who they were. Others from the other unit were yelling out the deceased names. Three more men joined this red head as they push him down hands on his shoulder hold him down as they administer morphine to him. Pulling out some bandages, saline, gauze, and pliers. Next came something he did not think would happen they all held him down as someone covered his eyes. The last thing he saw were the pliers moving towards his chest. A shooting pain came to his body as he screamed, they were pulling something from his chest. He soon passed out from the pain.
“Will he be ok doctor?” Asked someone from across the room and as he went to move was strapped down by something as something was covering his eyes.” Yes he will his wounds will heal nicely and he will have full use of his arm. though due to the loss of hearing in his left ear he would not be able to go back to the military.” He fell back to sleep as they were talking a sudden sleepiness taking him over. The next thing he knew was there was a soft beeping noise, the cleanness smell and someone moving around him. Opening his eyes he was blinded by the light as his eyes adjusted the nurse was beside him “Morning Private Waters, You are at fort winter back in the US. We have had you in a coma for the past 2 months since your injury. I will get the doctor to explain everything to you” She said touching his arm she moved out of the room. After what seemed forever the doctor entered the room.”Hello sir, Do not try and talk we have inserted a tube in your throat to help you breath. You obtain significant injuries to your torso and face. A piece of metal was expelled from the truck in the explosion.” He sat down in a chair.”You will heal but due to the loss of your hearing you will not return to combat.” He said to Private waters as he moved standing up “ When you get better we will release you to go back home.” The doctor soon left the room leaving the solider alone. ‘Never return to the military be a civilian’ He thought to himself the marines were everything to him his life he could not remember how to be a normal kid. Over the next 6 months Private waters went through therapy for his injuries as he was soon relapsed from his duties as a marine.
The planes roared above him as he was at the airport his hand held the strap to the oversized duffle bag as he waited for one of his family members to pull up. It had been 5 years since he was back here now 22 years old his hair had grown part of it cover some of his face covering the scar he had. It traveled from where his eyes is down his neck to his chest and belly. Having to be in 4 surgeries before he look anything like himself again. The cars drove bay as he stood there his blue eyes look back and forth. A large oversized black and purple truck soon pulled up. He recognized it, it belonged to him he let his family use it while he was away it was a big 4X4. As it stopped in front of him his mother crawled out of the car.” Oh, my baby” she ran up giving him a hug “ I missed you so much Brad” She stepped back as she looked at him gasping as she saw the scars on his face” Oh god, well never mind” Brad never told them how bad his injuries war nor that he was death in one ear. He looked to her then to the car his sister and he guessed one of her friends were in the massive truck. He walked over throwing the bag in the bed of the truck as he entered sitting in the passenger seat.
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