I wrote a lot of stories as a kid.
this was to get into a school
THE MUTANT WARS
CHARACTERS
Joe Herman – Afkoshlian Republic leader
richard Jarrel – Government official
Alice T. Lock – USW leader
Sam Lock – USW government official
Commander Jack Long – Peacemaker
Private Simmons – Peacemaker
Soldier 1 – USW soldier
Soldier 2 – USW soldier
VEHICLES/OBJECTS
USSW Exchange – United States of Southern Whitman planet breaker
USS Afkoshlia – Fighter ship, most common in Act 1 scene 2
USS Herman – planet breaker, named after builder Joe Herman
AGL-16 – Automatic Grenade Launcher, common on Fighter Ships.
PD-47 – Portal Device gun, causes portals to form.
ACT ONE
(SCENE ONE)
(Joe Herman walks into the scene, a press conference. Over 300 people wait in front of him.)
J. Herman: I have some startling news today (*camera zooms in*)
Reporter: Yes? Go on, go on!
J. Herman: Well… USSW soldiers have moved in on Capital 6…
Reporter: What are they doing there?
J. Herman: They told us they’ve heard news of some… unidentified object in the area.
Reporter: What kind of object?
J. Herman: Mutant, maybe.
Person 1: Mutant? Is there a specific type of mutant here?
J. Herman: A human one, supposedly hit by a virus –
Person 1: Green Fever?
J. Herman: Possibly…
(Private Simmons, a young, fresh soldier, walks onto the stage. Everyone goes silent. They’d seen this before, during the first initial outbreak of Green Fever.)
Private Simmons (whisper): Herman, your honor, listen, Jarrel came in with the stuff you asked for.
J. Herman: Good, good, but now’s not the time.
Private Simmons (whisper): That’s why I came.
J. Herman (uneasy chuckle): To disturb me?
Private Simmons (whisper): No. USW soldiers have moved forward to capital six. Weren’t there fourteen soldiers?
J. Herman: Yes, I believe.
Private Simmons (whisper): Six remain, sir. It is the green fever. It’s hit again.
J. Herman (uneasy chuckle): You… y-you’ve got to be kidding me.
Private Simmons (whisper): No, sir. I’m serious.
J. Herman: Oh lord. Go, at once. Call Jack Long, tell him to call in a squadron to go to capital 5.
Private Simmons: Yes sir.
J. Herman: (turns to audience once again) It has been confirmed. The green fever hits again!
Panicked audience: God! G-god no!
Man 1: The children! Capital 6 is down?!
Man 2: We’re toast!
Woman 1: Not the Green Fever! What will we do?
Man 1: We can’t do anything but pack and get out of here ASAP!
Man 2: It seems as if the world is ending.
Man 1: Yes, the second is never better than the first.
ACT ONE
(SCENE TWO)
J. Herman: Ah, okay, calm down folks.
Man 1: Calm down? Are you kidding me? The worst virus since 1965 –
J. Herman: This planet didn’t exist until scientists found it in 2016.
Man 1: Sir, you may be our leader, but…
J. Herman: We’ll be fine. I’ve sent a couple troops –
Man 1: A couple of troops?!
J. Herman: All we had remaining, sorry.
Man 1: Perfect.
J. Herman: Get him out of here.
Woman 1: Any other news?
J. Herman: Well… yes.
Woman 1: Speak, please!
J. Herman: The soldiers were sent down to capital 5 to evacuate any remaining humans in the area. I don’t think there were more than 6, a couple men, children, and women. So the soldiers moved to capital 6 on the USS Afkoshlia, and saw an imminent danger as well. There was a new strain of infection hitting the same areas that had been infected, giving the new infected double the power (see prequel, next book.)
Woman 1: Lord.
J. Herman: I’m sorry. We’re closing airports and flights in and out from all of the capitals, and we’re putting martial law into effect – we’re going to evacuate the capitals, as well. The government will do as much as they can.
Woman 1: Is it enough?
J. Herman: I’m afraid not.
ACT ONE SCENE 3
(The news camera is black and white. The screen is shaking.)
Newscaster: J. Herman, our faithful leader, has backed out of a fatal Green Fever infection.
Newscaster: He says it’s “not enough”.
Newscaster: Can he be trusted, in our maiden voyage into terror?
(a video turns on. Again, it’s black & white, also crackly. Possibly a tabloid, mutant video from Godly Video Editing (GVE), viewers seemed to agree to its content.)
J. Herman: We’re not gonna make it.
J. Herman: If we do not, we will not.
(it goes back to the newscaster. The corrupt video is over.)
Newscaster: The soldiers have made it however.
Newscaster: Let’s pray they succeed.
ACT TWO, SCENE ONE
(In the small desert between capitals 5 and 6, the two soldiers [Simmons and Long] look at their impending doom.)
Simmons: Well Long, looky here!
Long: Here, gimme this. (grabs binoculars) Huh…
Simmons: What do you think it is?
Long: Definitely an Infected.
Simmons: Should we hunt it?
Long: Might be too dangerous. The infection has caused him to double in size.
Simmons: Lemme see. (grabs binoculars) Yeah.
Long: Here comes one!
Simmons: Holy cow we gotta run!
Long: (pulls Simmon’s shirt collar) No.
Simmons: What the heck?
Long: They only attack those who are moving. Stay still and quiet.
Simmons: Sure thing, Long. I ain’t movin’ a thing.
ACT TWO, SCENE TWO
(Simmons brings out a PD-47, and Long brings out an AGL-16.)
Simmons: (roosters the PD) Got it, got it. Let’s do it!
Long: (brings out AGL) I’d say no, but I guess I’ve got no choice.
Simmons: C’mon, old man!
Long: Now don’t waste the battery now, young one.
Simmons: Whatever.
Long: (roosters AGL) C’mon.
(they walk towards the Caught and the Hen.)
Long: Shh.
Mutant: GREEACHGGGH LSHHHGGH
Long: Ah, heck.
Simmons: Dang it, what can we do?
Long: Not much.
Simmons: I swear, this is bad.
Long: You think?
Simmons: Listen, I know what to do. Stand here. (points)
Long: Why should I?
(Simmons holds up the PD-47)
Simmons: Look what I have.
Long: Oh yeah.
Simmons: Did you forget what it does?
Long: Heck no. Just forgot you had it. We have to get upstairs.
Simmons: Easy.
Long: Yeah, just put a portal underneath me and one on the wall on the second story patio.
Simmons: Easy enough, I guess –
Long: I’ll get the thing from upstairs.
Simmons: Remember when we used to go play poker at the Club?
Long: Yeah, but now I don’t care about it.
Simmons: Nice.
Long: Nice?!
Simmons: Just get on the portal.
Long: But—Ok.
Simmons: I almost thought you wouldn’t, old man.
(Long walks onto the portal. He shifts back and forth.)
Long: I don’t like this.
Simmons: Stay right there… Good!
(The portal is opened, and Long flies through.)
Simmons: Good job!
Long: Thanks.
Simmons: Ok, now shoot the things behind ---
Mutant: GRSAGGH
Long: Dang, that thing is angry! Better blast it.
Simmons: Do it, man, do it!
(the GL shoots about five bullets. BLAM! The mutant drops down on the floor.)
Long: Go! Move downstairs! I’ll cover you!
Simmons: Yes sir!
Long: Make sure an infected doesn’t leap and get you.
Mutant: GRASAGGHAHH
Long: Run man run!
( The mutant pounces on Long)
Long: AAAAAAHHH !!!!
Simmons: Hold on I’ll get you! (launches portal underneath Long and one on the ceiling)
(Long launches grenade)
Long: Thanks, man! That’s one less zombie we’ll have to worry about.
Simmons: Sure is. Now we’ve got to hope the virus doesn’t spread
faster than our ability to take them down.
Long: Looks like it’s going to be a long night Simmons.
Simmons: It looks like it’s going to be a long year.
To Be Continued…