Sacrifice 02.09.15
Note: This chapter is humanized. It also contains character death.
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Kowalski took a shaky breath and stood before the guests seated in rows of fold-up chairs. Suppressed sobs punctured the silence.
“I’ll be honest. When I was first told that Skipper had been killed, I nearly laughed,” he said. The guests’ expressions twisted in a mixture of shock and confusion.
“Not because it was funny, but because I’d always imagined Skipper would intimidate Death himself,” he explained, almost smiling. The guests relaxed and exchanged glances as they realized how right Kowalski was. “Even now, I almost expect Skipper to pop out of his coffin and leave us wondering how he did it.
“When I first met Skipper, I thought he was insane,” Kowalski continued. “The amount of effort he put into his elaborate plans to thwart evil was extraordinary. Sometime down the line, I realized . . . I was wrong. While his mind may have seemed twisted from the outside, he knew exactly how to navigate the inside. And he always came out on top. I’d always thought the key to understanding anyone’s mind would take years of neurological research, but in baru saja years of knowing Skipper, I’ve discovered I was wrong about that, too.
“It doesn’t take logic atau any sort of scientific studies to understand the mind. All anda have to do is stop thinking and pay attention. There was one thing that always kept Skipper going: love. cinta for his brothers in arms, his friends, the people of New York, his country, and the world. He was always willing to give his life for this love. I guess he’s finally paid the ultimate sacrifice.
“You all knew Skipper as the strong, brave, hard-hearted leader. anda knew him as a patriot, protector, and friend. But I knew him as a brother. He seemed strong and brave on the outside, but inside, he was petrified. Just stepping out of your apartment each morning was a risk. Anything could happen to any of us at any diberikan moment, and there would’ve been nothing Skipper atau anyone else could’ve done to stop it. That’s what was always on Skipper’s mind, and why he was always so paranoid. It’s why he gave his life for all of us.
“When we went into this mission, Skipper told me that there was an envelope in his puncak, atas dresser drawer. I asked him what was in it and why he wanted me to know about it. He replied, ‘You’ll know.’ It wasn’t until I received the message that he’d been killed did I realize what he meant. He’d known he was going to die, yet he went through with the mission anyway to protect us all. This morning, I found that envelope, and I would like to read it to you.”
Kowalski pulled out a piece of paper from his inside breast pocket.
“Dear friends,” he began. “If you’re membaca this, then I’m dead. But I want anda to know that that’s okay.” He choked a little and cleared his throat. “I assure anda all that I’m in a better place now. I’ve never really been one hundred percent sure what happens in the afterlife—well, no one does—but if I am looking down on anda all right now, I don’t want to see tears. If I do, I want anda all to know that I’m slapping all of anda and anda just don’t know it.” Everyone laughed a little. The image of Skipper’s ghost slapping all of them was too believable. Kowalski continued.
“Don’t think of my death as losing a friend. Think of it as a lasting comfort knowing that you’re all safe, and can live on to tell my story. I knew a long time yang lalu that I would die protecting those I care about. However I died, I promise anda I did so peacefully, knowing that my sacrifice would keep anda all safe.” Kowalski swallowed a lump in his throat and blinked back tears. “I don’t want to see sad faces at my funeral. I want to see smiles because we had a great run together. Happy times, sad times, crazy times, anda name it—and I am so honored to have known anda all. Yes, even you, Julien.”
Julien, who was in the front row, sobbed into Maurice’s shoulder, who patted his back.
“If all else fails, remember this: even though I’m not physically there anymore, I’ll always be with anda all, in your hearts and memories. No one can ever take that from you. I cinta anda all, and I hope to see anda again in the very distant future. Signed, Skipper.”
Kowalski tucked the letter back into his breast pocket. There was a silence that fell over the guests as they tried to contain their sorrows.
“Skipper’s death was not in vain. We will always remember him for his greatest sacrifice above all else.”
Kowalski returned to Rico and Private’s side as the honor guard pulled the American flag from Skipper’s coffin and held it tautly as a seven man firing squad fired three volleys upon another officer’s command. A bugler sounded Taps. Once they finished, the honor guard ceremonially folded the flag into a tight triangle. Then the honor guard briskly marched to Kowalski and handed him the flag.
“This flag is presented on behalf of a grateful nation and the United States Army as a token of appreciation for your loved one’s honorable and faithful service,” he said. Then he raised his right hand in salute before turning and marching back to his place.
Kowalski held the flag to his chest with one arm as he, Rico, and Private each knelt down and picked up a handful of soil and held it over Skipper’s coffin. Slowly, they let the soil fall.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,” they all berkata simultaneously.
They then watched as Skipper’s coffin slowly receded into the ground. They raised a right hand in salute as they watched the bravest man they’d ever known return to earth in his final resting place.
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Note: Taps is a traditional song played at military funerals. anda can listen to it link. The first menit is the song, and the rest is a brief history on the origin of Taps if you’re interested.
Also, I had originally exceeded my one thousand word with this installment, and as I was condensing it, I realized how unneeded the word “that” is in many situations.
Note: This chapter is humanized. It also contains character death.
— § —
Kowalski took a shaky breath and stood before the guests seated in rows of fold-up chairs. Suppressed sobs punctured the silence.
“I’ll be honest. When I was first told that Skipper had been killed, I nearly laughed,” he said. The guests’ expressions twisted in a mixture of shock and confusion.
“Not because it was funny, but because I’d always imagined Skipper would intimidate Death himself,” he explained, almost smiling. The guests relaxed and exchanged glances as they realized how right Kowalski was. “Even now, I almost expect Skipper to pop out of his coffin and leave us wondering how he did it.
“When I first met Skipper, I thought he was insane,” Kowalski continued. “The amount of effort he put into his elaborate plans to thwart evil was extraordinary. Sometime down the line, I realized . . . I was wrong. While his mind may have seemed twisted from the outside, he knew exactly how to navigate the inside. And he always came out on top. I’d always thought the key to understanding anyone’s mind would take years of neurological research, but in baru saja years of knowing Skipper, I’ve discovered I was wrong about that, too.
“It doesn’t take logic atau any sort of scientific studies to understand the mind. All anda have to do is stop thinking and pay attention. There was one thing that always kept Skipper going: love. cinta for his brothers in arms, his friends, the people of New York, his country, and the world. He was always willing to give his life for this love. I guess he’s finally paid the ultimate sacrifice.
“You all knew Skipper as the strong, brave, hard-hearted leader. anda knew him as a patriot, protector, and friend. But I knew him as a brother. He seemed strong and brave on the outside, but inside, he was petrified. Just stepping out of your apartment each morning was a risk. Anything could happen to any of us at any diberikan moment, and there would’ve been nothing Skipper atau anyone else could’ve done to stop it. That’s what was always on Skipper’s mind, and why he was always so paranoid. It’s why he gave his life for all of us.
“When we went into this mission, Skipper told me that there was an envelope in his puncak, atas dresser drawer. I asked him what was in it and why he wanted me to know about it. He replied, ‘You’ll know.’ It wasn’t until I received the message that he’d been killed did I realize what he meant. He’d known he was going to die, yet he went through with the mission anyway to protect us all. This morning, I found that envelope, and I would like to read it to you.”
Kowalski pulled out a piece of paper from his inside breast pocket.
“Dear friends,” he began. “If you’re membaca this, then I’m dead. But I want anda to know that that’s okay.” He choked a little and cleared his throat. “I assure anda all that I’m in a better place now. I’ve never really been one hundred percent sure what happens in the afterlife—well, no one does—but if I am looking down on anda all right now, I don’t want to see tears. If I do, I want anda all to know that I’m slapping all of anda and anda just don’t know it.” Everyone laughed a little. The image of Skipper’s ghost slapping all of them was too believable. Kowalski continued.
“Don’t think of my death as losing a friend. Think of it as a lasting comfort knowing that you’re all safe, and can live on to tell my story. I knew a long time yang lalu that I would die protecting those I care about. However I died, I promise anda I did so peacefully, knowing that my sacrifice would keep anda all safe.” Kowalski swallowed a lump in his throat and blinked back tears. “I don’t want to see sad faces at my funeral. I want to see smiles because we had a great run together. Happy times, sad times, crazy times, anda name it—and I am so honored to have known anda all. Yes, even you, Julien.”
Julien, who was in the front row, sobbed into Maurice’s shoulder, who patted his back.
“If all else fails, remember this: even though I’m not physically there anymore, I’ll always be with anda all, in your hearts and memories. No one can ever take that from you. I cinta anda all, and I hope to see anda again in the very distant future. Signed, Skipper.”
Kowalski tucked the letter back into his breast pocket. There was a silence that fell over the guests as they tried to contain their sorrows.
“Skipper’s death was not in vain. We will always remember him for his greatest sacrifice above all else.”
Kowalski returned to Rico and Private’s side as the honor guard pulled the American flag from Skipper’s coffin and held it tautly as a seven man firing squad fired three volleys upon another officer’s command. A bugler sounded Taps. Once they finished, the honor guard ceremonially folded the flag into a tight triangle. Then the honor guard briskly marched to Kowalski and handed him the flag.
“This flag is presented on behalf of a grateful nation and the United States Army as a token of appreciation for your loved one’s honorable and faithful service,” he said. Then he raised his right hand in salute before turning and marching back to his place.
Kowalski held the flag to his chest with one arm as he, Rico, and Private each knelt down and picked up a handful of soil and held it over Skipper’s coffin. Slowly, they let the soil fall.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,” they all berkata simultaneously.
They then watched as Skipper’s coffin slowly receded into the ground. They raised a right hand in salute as they watched the bravest man they’d ever known return to earth in his final resting place.
— § —
Note: Taps is a traditional song played at military funerals. anda can listen to it link. The first menit is the song, and the rest is a brief history on the origin of Taps if you’re interested.
Also, I had originally exceeded my one thousand word with this installment, and as I was condensing it, I realized how unneeded the word “that” is in many situations.
Fighting styles: Unkown
Weapons: Hidden blades, tomahawk, rev war pistol,
Description: A Native American who was initiated into the Assasin's brother hood.
Skipper
Fighting styles: Kung Fu, karate
Weapons: laser pen
Description: The leader of team pinguin, penguin who always seems to get himself into suisidal missions.
Conner and Skipper enter the ring Skipper readies his laser pen, Conner draws out his pistol. Conner takes the first shot Skipper jumps out of the way and turns on his laser pen. As Conner is reloading his pistol Skipper turns around, jumps up, and cuts off Conner's head. Victory goes to Skipper.
Dearest Penguins,
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?! anda took away all our hardly worked profits from performing songs on television. So I've come to announce that your annual fee of "borrowing money" is about 2 million dollars. Oh yes, I almost forgot about Kowalski's latest attempts to attract Doris... again, which is another 2000 dollars. Anyhow, try to be normal penguins for once and return the fees of money.
From,Your friends At Hoboken. PS Savio is still seeking revenge :P
Dear Hobokeneers,
See anda on the little floating zoo in the sky!
From, HIGHLY CLASSIFIED PS You've made a bid mistake!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?! anda took away all our hardly worked profits from performing songs on television. So I've come to announce that your annual fee of "borrowing money" is about 2 million dollars. Oh yes, I almost forgot about Kowalski's latest attempts to attract Doris... again, which is another 2000 dollars. Anyhow, try to be normal penguins for once and return the fees of money.
From,Your friends At Hoboken. PS Savio is still seeking revenge :P
Dear Hobokeneers,
See anda on the little floating zoo in the sky!
From, HIGHLY CLASSIFIED PS You've made a bid mistake!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
Doris please read this!!Anyone can read it too
The scientist's cinta has departed
As both of our worlds go by
Every single nanosecond
I think of anda hari and night
In my jantung there is no that is second
You'll always be the apel, apple of my eye
I'll cari the world
Near and far then high and low
My cinta will show
Just to hold anda gently
Don't want to let anda go
I need a moment in my life
To be with you, I'll be true
Without realizing our isolation
With cinta and Science
I am deeply torn oleh desperation
In every experimentation
You're an inspiration
Besides the problems and life collisions
Like Skipper berkata " You're a distraction"
Now we're inter-vented
And separated for good
Up to now my cinta has departed
But.. Still "I'm screwed"
We're like fragments that were split
atau gas molecules, so far away
Now, I'm broken in tiny bits
But deep inside my heart
Your loving silhouette will stay
The scientist's cinta has departed
As both of our worlds go by
Every single nanosecond
I think of anda hari and night
In my jantung there is no that is second
You'll always be the apel, apple of my eye
I'll cari the world
Near and far then high and low
My cinta will show
Just to hold anda gently
Don't want to let anda go
I need a moment in my life
To be with you, I'll be true
Without realizing our isolation
With cinta and Science
I am deeply torn oleh desperation
In every experimentation
You're an inspiration
Besides the problems and life collisions
Like Skipper berkata " You're a distraction"
Now we're inter-vented
And separated for good
Up to now my cinta has departed
But.. Still "I'm screwed"
We're like fragments that were split
atau gas molecules, so far away
Now, I'm broken in tiny bits
But deep inside my heart
Your loving silhouette will stay
Harry:well it's not every hari u meninju, pukulan a kubung, pukang
Alex:*gasp* RON AND HERMIONE!!!!!
Harry:they must be looking 4 us
Alex:bye guys,it was nice meeting u!
(upside)
Ron:where the heck have u been?
Alex:I was......um.....looking....for my Wand yeah that's it my wand right Harry?
Harry:uh?oh yeah her wand
Hermione:alright came on let's head halaman awal
Alex:okay
(at home)
Sirius:so how was the zoo?
Hermione:Alex lost her wand but found it
Sirius:YOU lost YOUR WAND AT TGE ZOO!
Alex:hey I found it right
(at the HQ)
Private:skippah,don't u think we should do u know ask pertanyaan Harry and Alexandra
Skipper:young private that's there choice
Alex:*gasp* RON AND HERMIONE!!!!!
Harry:they must be looking 4 us
Alex:bye guys,it was nice meeting u!
(upside)
Ron:where the heck have u been?
Alex:I was......um.....looking....for my Wand yeah that's it my wand right Harry?
Harry:uh?oh yeah her wand
Hermione:alright came on let's head halaman awal
Alex:okay
(at home)
Sirius:so how was the zoo?
Hermione:Alex lost her wand but found it
Sirius:YOU lost YOUR WAND AT TGE ZOO!
Alex:hey I found it right
(at the HQ)
Private:skippah,don't u think we should do u know ask pertanyaan Harry and Alexandra
Skipper:young private that's there choice