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// Prologue (NOT EDITED) 
// Story: The Howlers' Delight 
// by Night Striker 
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“LISTEN UP YOU WORTHLESS MAGGOTS! I WILL MAKE YOU RUN THIS COURSE UNTIL YOU CRY FOR YOUR MOMMY!” It was just another average day for a in military boot camp. I was sitting here listening to this fricken DI telling us to run this fricken course for the third time today. Apparently some asshole decided that our times weren't fast enough and we could do better. WELL SCREW THEM! I mean seriously, it was pouring rain at 1800. Why do we keep running this? Sure our times were a BIT slow but this is ridiculous! I was here to be a Delta soldier... Just like it was Rainbow Dash’s dream to join the Wonderbolts this was my dream. Heh I remember the last poor kid who was a brony here... Had his soul ripped out from the pain we went through... Anyways, it was my dream to become the best the army can offer, my dream to kill those assholes who killed my parents in 9/11. 

I was the best of the best in my class. I was the best at shooting and camouflage. I was the best at hunting and planning. To put it simply, I. Was. The. BEST.  I was chosen for Delta before I was even out of boot-camp. When they asked me one day I couldn't believe my ears. I immediately ran to check the calendar only to see that it was June 5th. I soon said yes and was admitted into the hunt for Osama Bin Laden. I went all over the world from China to Mexico. I had the best equipment like the ACR 13.9 and the SR-47.

I was placed in a squad with five others. They were slowly killed off one by one mission after mission until just Sam, Jacob, and I remained. I met Sam and Jacob when I was Fourteen. We did everything together, hell we were even put in the same squad! But that couldn't stop the biggest event of our life that was certain to come to us...