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08-09-2010, 01:20 PM | #1 |
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******************************** Premise: So I've decided to post up some short fan-fiction for this forum just for kicks. The Beginnings Stories are not necessarily an origins story but more of a back story for some characters. These stories take place long before G.I. Joe and focus on the individual characters and how they became part of not the G.I. Joe world, but the characters that flourish in the Joe Universe. Some of the stories may have already been put to print or related in other media. My goal isn't to overlap nor undo any other written stories. But to expand on them. Perhaps give some more insight or the possibility that long before the legend started, they were people with story to tell. These are their stories... **************************************** Beginnings: Conrad "Duke" Hauser The crowd at the University of Missouri football stadium is so loud that you can hear the screams from cheering fans for up to a mile away. The game is in the fourth quarter and the alarm for the two minute warning had just sounded off. The visiting team has been giving the home squad a run for their money in this championship game. And the pressure is on for the home team’s captain and star quarterback. The clock has stopped and the team in a huddle. Despite being a field goal behind, they are optimistic. The captain shouts some words of encouragement as he waits for the play to come in from the wide receiver. He tells the team to keep their composure and to stay strong. With enthusiasm, he tells his squad that even though they have nearly the whole field to cover in under two minutes, that they can (and will) pull off the victory tonight. The play comes in from the sideline and the captain doesn’t approve. He shakes his head. A running play this far back will burn the clock and leave them vulnerable deep in the field. He assesses that they need to take this to the air. So he calls the play on his own. As the whistle blows signifying the end of the time-out, the team breaks to lineup on scrimmage line. They line up in a formation to signify a running play and the coach on the sideline approves. As the clock ticks down, the captain hails an audible and the players shift formation. The coach is now screaming furiously but his yells are unheard over the crowd in the sold-out capacity stadium. The play is called and the ball snapped into the hands of the risk-calling quarterback. As he drops back to search for a receiver, a defensive end breaks through the line. The QB launches the ball into the air across field with great height and distance. There’s a reason why they call him “The Howitzer.” The receiver to the left is open and very deep into the field. The defensive back is closing in on him as the ball lunges towards the receiver’s hands. The crowd watches in awe and coach’s loosened tie is now drenched with sweat. With a leap as if he had grown wings from his back, the intended receiver swipes the ball from the air with both hands. The defensive back is waiting for the tackle as they both touch ground on the home team’s own 35 yard line. The referee blows the whistle signifying the end of the play. In one continuous motion, the QB waves with both hands to let his teammates know that they are going into a no-huddle play. The team lines up as before but this time no audible is called. The defense recognizes the lineup and anticipates the play. They’re not the ranking division champs for just any reason. It takes a bit of initiative and forward thinking to be able to stop their rivals of the Missouri team. They’ve watched plenty of film and know their leader’s character inside and out. He’s going to run the ball this time. The clock winds down and the defense stumps the running play in its tracks. The captain calls a huddle and a timeout. They still have two more downs but time is not on their sides. With no more time-outs left, the key to victory is maintaining the ball. If the defense stops them, it’s over, pure and simple. The receiver comes back to the huddle with the play and a message from the rather frazzled and displeased coach. Apparently, he’s not too happy with the captain’s call for the big pass. But the captain doesn’t seem to worry. This is his battlefield and his troops on the field. And he’s not going to let some sideline leader tell him how to command his team. The play is called, a play action sweep from the sideline. The captain decides to entertain the coach’s request. Being that if he defies the coach completely on this call and they lose, the second-year starter will not have a job next year. The audible is called and the players move into motion. The clock counting down the minute to seconds and the ball is released. The quarterback lunges the ball towards the fullback who runs to the outside of the line, just past the end. It’s here where he makes a short yardage gain but is met with the outside linebacker who hits the ball carrier with a crunch that could be heard in the bleachers. The crowd howls with the home team feeling the pain of that major hit. The visiting side now cheering as it seems that their team may walk off the field with the victory. The whistle blows and the team goes into the huddle. With only about 30 seconds left in the game, it’s one of those critical moments when the captain can either play it safe or take the risk for the big play. In the huddle he makes the call, “There’s only one way for victory tonight. And that’s for us to just come out hitting. I want all receivers to the end zone. Blockers, give it your all to give me the cover I need. I want every man who’s capable of catching the ball in their places. It’s time to drop the bomb on this one! When we break, I want us to shout out a strong, TIGERS. Let them here it in the stands! On three… One, two…” And together the team screams the team name so that it’s heard clearly from the stands to the snack shack. But this doesn’t intimidate the opposition. Instead it inspires them tame the Tigers who growl so loudly. The play is called and the ball is hiked. The captain drops back deep and the defensive line picks up on the play immediately. Together, they pummel the offensive line and hurl towards the quarterback. He scrambles as he sees his blockers being pulverized. To the right, he looks down field to find a receiver but there are none. The defense has them on the ropes and with the clock ticking down to zero, there’s no time left to pull a win from this. The quarterback signals to the half-back that he’s going to run with the ball. With little than a moment’s notice, the back acknowledges and begins to block for the QB who is already in motion. The crowd rises to their feet and the noise is almost deafening. The quarterback runs down the sideline towards the end zone as a defensive back lunges desperately to catch the fleeting captain. With no prevail from his teammate; the safety and corner ditch their post on the receivers to intercept the ball carrier. The corner is blocked by the half-back but the safety has a clear shot on the runner. Capable of stopping the quarterback only a few yards short of a win, he dives into the ball carrier in an effort to stop him cold in his tracks. The dive tackle sweeps the runner’s legs from under him but not in enough time for him to make a fleeting effort towards the end zone. As the defensive tackler lands on the grass at the two yard line, the quarterback is airborne. With arms outreached his body touches ground just outside the goal. A moment of silence surrounds the QB as he reopens his eyes. All the commotion and sounds have subsided and it’s as if he’s in a tunnel. He remains motionless for what seems to be several minutes and raises his head from the ground to see that his hands and the football have made it into the end zone. In a moment’s flash, he returns to reality as the whistle blows. The referee is standing next to him with arms raised. “It’s a touchdown… A TOUCHDOWN!!!... WE WON!!!!” the captain exclaims. As the rest of the team grab him and raise him up above their heads, the crowd goes wild. They are ecstatic to see their team win the playoffs! The coach, while happy about the victory, is shaking his head at the captain. This was not a win on his terms and he’s sure to let the captain know it later. The team is approached by reporters and cameras. Some of which, are speaking foreign languages. The captain, having majored in linguistics, enjoys the opportunity to speak in the foreign tongues he has learned. They ask him about the risky plays and what it feels like “to be a hero.” He responds with textbook answers saying that it was a team effort and he was just doing what he could. All the while, his teammates give him a slap on the back to perhaps knock some of the modesty out of him and let him enjoy the moment. As the team walks past the brigade of media cameras and microphones and into the hall towards the locker room, two uniformed soldiers greet the captain. One of the men wears a beret with the Army Airborne crest, “Conrad Steven Hauser?” As the team makes a turn into the locker room, Hauser responds not to the uniforms who are asking for him by name, but to the fact that they used his middle name, “That’s me.” The other sergeant speaks this time. His voice is a bit less stern and with what sounds like a southern accent, “I hear they call you Conrad ‘The Howitzer’ Hauser?” Hauser responds, “Yah, that’s what it says in the papers. But if you don’t mind, I have some celebrating to do with my team.” The Airborne Staff Sergeant reassures him, “Don’t worry. This isn’t going to take long. We just have a simple yes or no question.” “Well get on with it,” Hauser says, slightly annoyed now. “Your leadership skills are being wasted here. We have an offer for you where you can take those skill sets to greater heights,” the Staff Sergeant continues. “Taking you to places where they’ll actually make a difference.” Hauser laughs, “You’re trying to get me to sign up for the Army, huh?” The other Sergeant responds quickly, “Well, yes. But before you refuse, think about it. There really aren’t too many opportunities for a linguist in the civilian world.” The Airborne Sergeant continues “And with your leadership skills, we feel you’d be a great asset to the Army. Just give it some though, okay.” Hauser gives them an open ear and decides that there may be some merit in what they say, “Okay, I’ll hear you guys out. But not tonight, okay. My team just won the division championship.” The Airborne Sergeant extends his hand with a business card with their names, telephone numbers, address to their office, and a picture with the seal of the United States Army, “No problem, Conrad. Meet us at the address on the card at 1300 on Monday.” Hauser grabs the card then mocks a salute, “Yes, Sir! Monday at… 1300, whenever that is.” Both Sergeants let off a laugh. As they walk away the Southern Sergeant bellows from over his shoulder, “And don’t call me, Sir!! I work for a living!!” ************************************************** *
As always I welcome comments, suggestions, and constructive criticism. These stories are presented for the fans on HissTank.com. If you're a publisher or editor and are interested in my works feel free to contact me via email: [email protected]
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09-14-2010, 02:24 PM | #2 |
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After reading Renegades profile, it seems somebody was reading my notebooks...
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09-14-2010, 02:48 PM | #3 |
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they used designs that were very conspicuously close to other things from the transformers boards so i wouldnt doubt it at all.
i think its great, i kind of wish they would just hire the folks instead of borrow from their ideas though. |
09-14-2010, 02:51 PM | #4 |
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LOL... I'm not sore about it. Totally coincidental, I'm sure.
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09-14-2010, 03:02 PM | #5 |
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Nice I just stumbled across these.
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