Wild Short Story Appears!

Pardon my Pokemon-esque title, but I can't resist making fun of it. Here's the short story: "Infiltrators".

"I stood facing the entire Ikarian army. The army, clothed in crimson, was like a scarlet wave that would crush all in its path. I sure hoped it would. We were about to face enemies in our own country. The organization PyRe had requested help from the Ferran Federacy, asking if thy would lend them 15,000 men. Obviously, the Ferrans would have thought this outrageous, but since PyRe's ultimate goal was to destroy Vaska, me, and all of my troops, they agreed to the terms. "Men," I started, "you will all meet a dangerous enemy today. An enemy chock full of your most hated rivals: the Ferrans. These scum have tried to murder our people and assassinate our leaders for centuries. It is time for us to return the favor. Today, you meet hostiles on the field of battle. Today, you give the enemy a beating that they'll never forget!" The army cheered as I turned and moved my platform forward. I saw another massive army, only clothed in burgundy and yellow. "Ready the laser batteries," I told the brigadier general. The enemy raised their weapons: guns, electricity bows, and beam swords. I pointed my arm upwards, then let it drop. The batteries unleashed their payload, cutting down the first few ranks. When the laser cannons had to recharge, my riflemen took the lead. They took aim and fired, taking out some of the swordsmen. The opponents shot their first volley of electric arrows, hitting some of my riflemen. They kept on firing despite loses. I knew my troops were more disciplined and civil than the Ferran mercenaries and the criminal fighters. They wouldn't break rank easily. Just then, a crime lord jumped onto my hovering platform. He sneered as he flicked an plasma whip dangerously close to my face. I grabbed a beam sword and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the villain. His whip crackled as I struck it with my sword. However, the arrogant gang leader had no idea that Ailen was concealed nearby. He jumped at the PyRe boss with lighting speed and, in a flash, the enemy was slumped on the platform. "Nice work," I told Ailen. Ailen nodded and jumped into the fray below. I lowered the hover platform and grabbed a fallen soldier's rifle. I hit three enemy archers within seconds. Beam swordsmen were alerted by the others and charged me. "Don't you have manners?" I taunted as I pulled out an plasma whip, made by Ailen. It was bright yellow and flashed as I cut down my foes. The laser batteries had recharged, and the criminals were breaking rank already. The lasers tore through the mercenary lines, but the Ferrans, more obedient than the PyRe scum, stood firm. I continued to hack at the remaining soldiers, but suddenly, the whip was knocked out of my hand. I turned to see Duke Vaska with a gun to my temple. The conflict froze. All eyes were on me and the duke. "Traitor," I yelled. "You're right, Walliker." Vaska let the words drip of his mouth like honey. "I work for the Ferrans. I mislead you and they won't kill me in battle. So far, you keep wining. I need you to lose, and what better way to do that than give you direct orders. You're in an urban area, surrounded by innocent civilians. The more deaths, the more I am rewarded. So why not kill you?" Ailen once again came to the rescue. He picked up a beam sword and hit Vaska with the hilt. The traitor was confused, so I took this moment to steal his gun. "If you kill me," Vaska whispered, "then my army will unleash!" I picked up a radio transmitter. "Make the drop," I said almost inaudibly. Right then, a squad of Palore bombers dropped their entire cargo. This virtually annihilated the enemy. "What army?" I asked. Vaska moaned. I readied the gun, and fired. I hit Vaska's lung with my shot. "Victory is ours," I shouted to my army as we returned to the capitol. Vaska's last words will forever ring in my mind: "Gahn will return!"

Kind of violent, huh? I know, but it makes a great movie!