I am writing a book and I will be posting it on this discussion.(I am so excited!) So the story behind my story is interesting. I just started typing a paragraph because i was going to show my dad something on the internet and i came up with the prologue that you are going to be reading. I had no intentions of it being a story, but here I am. This is my very first time doing this so I may not post the chapters very fast, but I will try my best. That's about all, so I hope you enjoy reading my book. Oh, and one more thing. I am not tyring to be or anything, but those of you who read this please do not take any parts or ideas from my book. Thanks and enjoy!
Joseph Koney: He is a real person and is really, really bad. I mean bad.
A figure watched in the shadows as the last of the remaining men got into a jeep and drove away from the two helicopters. When they were out of sight he walked towards the helicopter that Zafar had used. He ran quickly over to the plane, but stopped dead in his tracks when he heard someone on the other side of the helicopter. He slowed his pace and began walking towards the front of the helicopter. The figure peeked around the corner to see a mechanic tightening a bolt with a wrench. He took a step back and pulled a pistol out from his pocket. He held the gun by its barrel and began silently creeping up behind the mechanic. Luckily the mechaincs back was turned to the figure. He raised the gun above his head and was about to hit the mechanic, but at the last second he turned around and faced the man.
The mechanic had a confused look on his face. “What are….” Before he could say anything else the figure hit the mechanic over the head with his gun and he fell to the ground unconscious.
“That’s going to leave a mark.” The man muttered to himself. He looked around and then at the helicopter. He slid the side door on the helicopter open and then began to pick the unconscious mechanic up. “I guess he’s got to go too.” He leaned the mechanic up against the helicopter and then picked up his feet. He pushed him and then closed the door. The man breathed a sigh of relief. “Now to get to work.” He walked over to the door of the driver’s seat and opened it. His job wouldn’t take long, but he would have to do it quickly. Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a square package and some wire. Quickly he unwrapped it and plugged one end of the wire into the square. The other end, he tied to the door and then placed the square object under the seat and made sure it was secure. After that he quickly walked away and went behind a building. Once he was out of sight, he pulled out a small transistor radio. Kony voice immediately came over the small radio. “Is everything ready?”
A smile played at the man’s lips. “Yes sir. The trap is set.”
“Good, very good. Meet me in an hour. You know the place.”
Zafar got up from his seat. “I will go to the Military base at once to tell them of this.” The manager nodded with a worried look on his face. “Luckily I still have friends in the army.”Zafar said partly to himself. He walked out of the manager’s office and began going down the stairs. As he did he pulled out his walkie talkie. “Prepare my helicopter for takeoff.”
A man’s voice came over the walkie talkie. “Yes, sir.”
Zafar reached the bottom of the stairs and walked outside. He saw a man in jeep drive to his helicopter and get out. He quickly began walking to the helicopter. He wanted to get to the base as quick as possible.
The mechanic woke up with a groan. He sure had one big head ache. The man looked up and remembered where he was. He groped around in the dark until he found the latch to open the door. He stuck his head out and saw a man. He was about to open the door. The man looked back at the mechanic who had just opened the side door to the helicopter. “Don’t….” was the only words the mechanic could manage, but it was already too late. The other man had opened the door and there was a click. The man looked at the mechanic.
There was suddenly a massive explosion that rocked the ground and tore the helicopter apart. Zafar who was about thrity feet away was blown back five feet and knocked unconscious. Pieces of the helicopter flew up in the air and landed nearly fifty feet away from the helicopter. The front half of the helicopter was nearly all blown off. The force of the explosion had ripped off the rotor blades and propelled them nearly fifteen feet in the air. They landed with a hard thud on top of the helicopter. There was no doubt this trap had been set up to kill Zafar. If he had been inside the helicopter when the explosion went off, he would be dead now.
I knew it was a bomb!!!
so which chapter is your guy's favorite so far?
The people inside the airport watched in horror as the scene unfolded outside. Sirens began ringing and fire trucks raced out to the enflamed helicopter. All security guards were being ordered to block all entrances and exits. No one was to come in or go out. The whole airport was going on lock down.
Zafar groaned as he lifted his head up. He slowly got up, but his vision was blurred. Once it cleared he saw that there were two trucks with men pulling fire hoses from them. They began spraying the helicopter down, but its fuel tanks were leaking and the fire was spreading. Zafar ran to the other helicopter and inspected it. It had been knocked over by the force of the explosion, but it would be okay, or so he thought.
As Zafar ran to help the other men, the fire gave off a small explosion that sent metal flying towards the exposed fuel tanks of the other helicopter. There was a release of air and then the flowing of gas from the fuel tanks. The leak went unnoticed, but not for long. Men were scrambling back and forth and others were shouting orders. There was a sudden whoosh as a gust of wind blew the fire, causing a man that was too close to catch on fire. The man cried out and then fell to the ground and started rolling around.
“P-Put it out, put it out!” The man screamed. “Put it out.”
Zafar who was helping saw the man and gave an order to one of the men. “Well, don’t just stand there! Put him out!” The man turned towards the man on fire and began drenching him. After a few seconds he stopped and turned his attention back to the real fire.
Zafar ran over to the man that had caught on fire. “Are you okay?”
“I-I’ll be okay.” The man replied shakily. More sirens wailed an ambulance raced to the scene. Two paramedics got out and ran over with a stretcher. They began putting the other man on it and put him inside the ambulance. As they were about to leave one of the paramedics noticed a gash over Zafar’s eye.
“Sir you’re hurt. You have a gash over your eye.” Zafar’s hand went to his forehead, but he quickly pulled it away and winced. He hadn’t even noticed the gash until now.
“I’ll be fi…..”
BOOOOOOM!!! Another explosion rocked the ground as the fire reached the fuel tanks of the second helicopter. Metal flew everywhere as the helicopter exploded and was ripped apart.
Zafar watched the explosion and a worried look came over his face. He turned back to the paramedic. “I’ll be fine. I have to go help the other men.” Before the paramedic could object Zafar ran over to others, grabbed a hose from another man, and began spraying the fire. Seeing there was no point in running after him, the paramedic got in the ambulance and drove off.
Finally after another twenty minutes of more hard work, the fire was put out. Things seemed to go back to normal inside the airport, but it was far from that. The crowds were buzzing with the news of what had happened and people were calling family and friends to tell them what had just happened. Although the fire was out, it came with consequences. Two men had been found dead, and Zafar’s trip to the military base would have to wait until tomorrow. There was so much to do in so little time.
Phew! Man that was epic!