Private Little War
By Nathan Mintz
The whole section of East L.A.
went into a frenzy as United Nations
helicopters, tanks, and soldiers came
out from nowhere. But they had shown
up there hand too soon; The President
and the Secretary of Defense. Both
members of the newly elected Socialist
Majority had announced that due to
the national O.J. riots, they were
stating national emergency and
declaring martial law under the terms
of H.R.4634: Federal Emergency Management
Act. But the true patriots were ready
for them, armed to the teeth with
anything they could find. Although,
most of them died in the first
exchange, the rest, died soon afterward.
But not before taking some shots at
the high brass. This could be the
beginning of a Third World War...
Well even if it was, Anthony
Santiago (Tony) wasn't going to be a
part of it. As soon as he heard the
news, he hitchhiked from San Francisco
to East L.A. where he used to live.
There, one of the larger riots, was
happening at the airport. It was so
bad, infact, that a kamikazi rioter
actually flew a hijacked Cessena into
a causing one of the fuel
tanks to rupture, killing hundreds.
The remenants of the plane then crashed
into a waiting room, killing dozens
more.
That's when Tony lost it. He
realized that civilization was
destroying itself. He decided that
him and several of his friends would
try to steal an airplane and fly to
the Carribean to dissapear.
That night, while the riots dimmed
down, Tony, Sal, Tom, Joe, Rico the
"Dude", and Retired Airforce Colonel
John H. McGriff, broke into a C-130
and started it up. Instantly, the
alarm klaxons went off, and loud
speakers yelled out: "Turn off the
plane and come out with your hands
up!!" Several shots were fired,
including one that pierced the window
and hit Tom in the sholdier.
"I'm alright!!" he shouted. "It's
just a bruise!"
Rico freaked, jumped out, snuck
into a Jumbo Jet, and
started it up. Rico became airborn
flew the jet off somewhere they
didn't know.
Finally, the C-130 was in the air,
but not for long. Two F-22's launched
of the landing pad of the airport.
They locked 2 Sparrow missles on the
C-130 and fired.
"Hang on!!" Colonel McGriff said,
as he swept the plane sharply to the
right. Despite of his efforts, one
of the Sparrow missles still managed
to hit them in the right wing. One
of the engines was destroyed instantly,
the other engulfed in flame.
"We're going into a Tailspin!"
the Colonel shouted as he started to
loose control. "Oh my got we're
all gonna die!!!!!!!" Tom yelled
as the plane started to fall to the
ground. Suddenly there was a bright
flash. The flame had spread to the
fuel tanks. They hit the ground like
a ton of bricks. Tony, frightened
and on fire, attempted to get out of
the plane. He experienced pain like
no other and was relieved when the
plane suddenly exploded, putting him
out of his misery. The flames reached
a shack where a HO bomb
was and-
*EXPLOSION!!!!!*
The HO bomb exploded
with a big flash of light. A wave
of shock swept over the whole city,
crumbling the buildings and destroying
all the people. The whole city of Los
Angeles was left in ruins and all that
remained was a enormous crater. All
of the rioters there were dead, but
the war wasn't over yet!
It was a horrofying, terrible,
bloody place somewhere in New Mexico
where the last of the rioters and
Isrealies were hiding out. Rico the
"Dude" flew a Jumbo Jet
over the old city and started dropping
napalm bombs and shooting at the people.
He had heard that there was a hideout
here, so he came as fast as he could.
The ground was scattered with dead
bodies. All the blood oozing from
the bodies went going down the drain
pipes like a small creek.
Rico saw that he was running out
of fuel, so he made a dive bomb for
the tallest building. He jumped out
just in time to see the Jumbo Jet crash
with a blinding flash and an explosion
that could be heard miles away. Rico
was plummiting down as the wind whistled
through his ears. He finally pulled
the leather cord to open his shoot.
He jolted upward and marveled at his
work.
He was about 1000 feet from the
ground when he pulled out his 22mm
machine gun and fired at more people.
As he was doing this, he thought,
"WOW! What a beautiful day it is.
I think I will go to the beach today!"
Rico was close to the ground,
so he turned a sharp right and tried
to catch a breeze. He landed on a
"Office Depo", packed his parachute
away, and got down the stairs. The
rioters were right after him.
As Rico was running down the
parking lot, a shopping cart ran him
over and a computer crushed his long
brown hair. He kicked and screamed.
"A computer landed on my
hair!!!!!" Rico thought to
himself. He was really pissed now.
He pulled a detonater out of his
pocket. It was for a A-Bomb that
was in the Jumbo Jet, which hadn't
gone off yet. He took a deep breath
and pressed the red button.
*BLAST!!!*
The A-Bomb he had was the strongest
non-nucleur bomb, which wiped out the
whole city. (Including the rioters and
the Isrealies.) A piece of gravel
landed on Rico, but the police pulled
him out, un-harmed, and arrested him.
So Rico was put in a lonely cell
that smelled like vanilla, and with
two bald guys who were obsessed with
'elephant hair'. He was sentenced
to life in prison for 257 accounts
of murder, illegal gun, A-Bomb,
steeling a Jumbo Jet, crashing into
a building, and a whole lot more.
But he was happy that the war was over.
The country was back to normal
and there were never riots like that
ever again.
The End!