the year is 1969, a young 25 year old sergeant named Michael "slayer" Tankson, he wasn't drafted into the marines he went in on his own, his family had a history of being marines or army his earliest known relative fought in the revolutionary war alongside George Washington and his family has ever since with his great grandfather fighting on the side of the union in the 1860s, his grandfather fighting in world war 1 as a marine at Belleau wood in 1918, his father having fought in world war 2 and Korea and finally we arrive at Michael himself now serving in Vietnam. Michael was and still is in hot water with high command as he does his own thing but he gets the job done, but getting the job done doesn't give generals medals so while he should be a sergeant major of the marine corps he remains a regular sergeant but he doesn't bother with rank, hell he doesn't even bother with all the ornate shit, he's there to fight or as he says "kick some commie ass" now we see him sitting in his barracks at a firebase with the rest of his squad, he pretty much leads the outfit since the one man higher rank than him died last week deep in the jungle and now he sits cleaning his rifle as a major walks in

major Richardson: "Seargent you are to report to colonel pierce now"

Michael: "now?"

major Richardson: "NOW!"

Michael: "god dammit, fine"

major Richardson: "that is sir!"

Michael: "shove it"

Michael gets up and leaves the barracks leaving the major fuming mad and Michael goes to the colonel's tent and stands at attention he's the only one Michael respects in this shithole of a base

Michael: "you wanted to see me sir?"

colonel Pierce: "ah yes sergeant sit down make yourself comfy want some whiskey?"

Michael seems surprised with this

Michael: "um...sure, yes sir"

Michael sits down as the colonel hands him a glass of whiskey

colonel Pierce: "you see Michael you are the only one around here who gets things done and look i know high command hates you and it's because of the bullshit at the pentagon, look me and you both know we are here to win a war and there is no room for bickering over who has the bigger medal, that's why i need you and your squad to go destroy a NVA outpost near the Cambodian border, do this and i will see to it you are made a staff sergeant or hell i could get you gunner sergeant if you wanted"

Michael is shocked that there is a promotion in it for him but even then, it doesn't really matter to him

Michael: "sir, with all due respect i don't care about my rank I'm here to fight"

colonel Pierce: "i could offer you a medal of honor and a promotion to acting general of the whole damn war and you would deny it"

Michael: "yes sir"

colonel Pierce: "heh, that's why i like you, you like the sting of battle, so you want to take this mission?"

Michael: "yes sir"

colonel Pierce: "i knew i could count on you sergeant, a chopper will be here to get you and your squad at 1700 hours"

Michael nods

colonel Pierce: "dismissed"

Michael finishes his whiskey and heads back to his barracks with his squad which consists of 4 men including himself there is him known as slayer, there is reaper the machine gunner, buzzhead the radio man, and finally there was doc the medic

Michael: "gear up we leave at 1700!"

reaper: "that isn't for 4 hours yet"

Michael: "i don't care you know how it works the chopper always gets here an hour early"

reaper: "good point"

Michael: "be sure to pack enough ammo"

doc: "what are we doing?"

Michael: "we gotta destroy some NVA outpost"

buzzhead: "oh what did the colonel give the hardest mission to his golden boy"

Michael: "shut up before i shove that radio up your ass"

The squad get all their gear on with Michael grabbing his M16A1 and 1911, reaper grabs his M60 machine gun, doc grabs his M14 and buzzhead also grabs a M16A1, a few hours pass as they sit and wait for the chopper and soon a UH-1 Huey helicopter lands and they all get on and that's when Michael starts to brief the squad

Michael: "alright we got a NVA outpost about 20 miles from the Cambodian border we need to take out they are a launching point for the NVA and Viet Cong"

Doc: "20 miles? Ain't that a bit close to Cambodia for comfort?"

Michael: "yeah for us 20 miles is close but we got a job to do the chopper will pick us up on buzzhead's call for them when we are done, any questions?"

Everyone shakes their head but buzzhead seems off, nobody not even Michael notices but he looks guilty like he's feeling bad for something, soon the chopper lands and they get out taking up a position on the hill next to the outpost

Michael: "alright, we need to go in and just start killing, then we gotta plant charges around the base to blow it sky high"

reaper: "you got it boss, let's go kick the shit outta these bastards"

they slowly make their way down the hill soon reaching a point where the front gates are about 100 feet in front of them, the NVA outpost is bustling with activity

Michael: "somethings wrong, way too much activity"

NVA troops are running around yelling and setting up defenses, Michael, doc and reaper look uneasy however buzzhead looks like he's guilty of something reaper takes notice

reaper: "you good?"

buzzhead: "y-yeah, just nervous"

reaper: "we all are buddy"

Michael: "alright let's move, doc, buzzhead, you take left, me and reaper will take the right, regroup in the middle"

everyone nods and they go, Michael and reaper lose sight of doc and buzzhead immediately, but reaper and Michael are confident in their brothers in arms

reaper: "so how we do this, loud or quiet?"

Michael: "was i ever quiet?"

reaper: "no"

Michael: "then that's your answer, lets kick some ass brother"

Michael and reaper run out of hiding and ambush the NVA causing a rather long firefight reaper mowing down enemies with his M60 and Michael taking out enemies with his M16A1 after thats done they move to the middle, its quiet

Michael: "where are the other 2?"

reaper: "somethings wrong, i feel it"

a few moments later a NVA officer walks out holding doc hostage and at gunpoint, reaper goes to aim but then from behind buzzhead walks out aiming his rifle at reaper and Michael

reaper: "what the fuck is this some sick joke!?"

Michael: "buzzhead what's going on?"

buzzhead: "sorry man i was offered money and a ticket home for my cooperation with the north"

Michael: "you treasonous coward"

buzzhead: "if you cooperate i can get you home too, all of you"

Michael: "i would rather die than betray my country"

reaper: "same"

buzzhead: "shame, i was really hoping you would have some sense"

buzzhead snaps his fingers and doc is shot by the NVA officer

reaper: "NO! DOC!"

reaper with a quick burst shoots the NVA officer dead but is quickly shot by buzzhead and Michael runs over

Michael: "no, buddy stay with me! reaper!"

reaper tries to speak but can't before he goes limp

Michael draws his 1911

Michael: "you bastard!"

Michael is quickly shot by a NVA soldier who was hiding and buzzhead nods as Michael gets thrown into a cell in the outpost

buzzhead: "sorry man but I'm not dying here I'm going home, shame your too stupid to see that this is a losing war"

Michael: "even if it is a losing war, at least i didn't run like a coward"

buzzhead just ignores me and walks off with a few NVA troops i can see he has this weird book on is side in a pouch but Michael finds himself tired from the whole ordeal and falls asleep, when he wakes up he stands up with a slight struggle but is on his feet, looks like they evacuated the base and left him to rot the door of the cell is made from bamboo not very secure so he rams it a few time and after the 7th time is comes down and he walks out seeing the bodies of his friends on the ground now pale and flies surround them as much as he would love to give them a burial the most he can do is grab their dog tags and as he does he hears talking from a few cells on the other side of where his were 2 female voices and 2 male voices, Michael grabs reapers M60 which was still on the ground and makes his way over  

??: "we could try and break out"

??: "then what dumbass we don't have the book"

??: "well we need to find it"

??: "yeah...because then we don't have a way home and we are stuck here until stolas finds us...then when we say what happened he's going to kill us its a bad situation all around" 

Michael gets up on the cell and finds a interesting sight to say the least 2 small demons sit while a tall one stands in the middle and a wolf looking thing that has red eyes and stands like a person looks annoyed at the three and they see him but Michael is just kind of in shock of what is before him

Loona: "great we got found by some jarhead"

Moxxie: "i don't think that's how we should greet our potential savior"

Blitzo: "really Mox? savior? shut up"

Millie: "but moxxie is right blitzo, this marine could help us"

Blitzo: "since when would a marine help us Millie?"

Michael: "what the fuck?"

Blitzo: "we already break you?"

Michael: "what are you?"

Blitzo: "well me and M and M are imps and Loona is a hellhound"

Michael: "shit...im going to need to speak to the chaplain after this one"

Blitzo: "oh no need for that, can you let us out?"

Michael: "how do i know you wont kill me?"

Blitzo: "i would only kill you if i was getting paid for it now let us out"

Michael cautiously breaks open the cell door with the stock of the M60 but then steps back quickly and all 4 the occupants walk out

Blitzo: "thanks"

Moxxie: "thank you"

Millie: "thank you"

Loona: "whatever"

Michael: "so... you all are looking for a book?"

blitzo: "yeah some fancy shit given to me by stolas"

Michael: "stolas?"

blitzo: "long story short i fucked a bird prince for that book and now i need it back because i run my business that way and killing is my business"

Michael: "who were you here to kill"

blitzo: "that NVA officer your friend killed"

Michael: "his name was reaper"

blitzo: "yeah, yeah whatever"

Michael pins blitzo to a wall and draws his 1911

Michael: "don't disrespect my friend else i blow your little devil brains out you got me"

blitzo: "y-yeah my thoughts exactly"

Michael lets him down and puts his pistol away

Loona: "damn i like you already"

Michael: "your not too bad yourself...uh"

Loona: "my name is Loona"

Michael: "nice to meet you Loona"

Loona and Michael linger on each other a bit until its broken by blitzo

blitzo: "get your eyes off of my daughter creep!"

he says while holding a pistol of his own to Michael

Michael: "ok fine sorry i didn't know you hated me simply talking to her"

blitzo cautiously walks back toward Loona

blitzo: "well since we are in this shit together jarhead wanna help us get that book back?"

moxxie: "sir we shouldn't request the help of some human"

blitzo: "shut up Mox if anyone knows how to navigate this place its him"

Michael: "fine but only because i think my former friend has it and i want some payback"

blitzo: "sounds like a deal"

Michael and blitzo shake hands

Michael: "in return i would like some help burying my friends

blitzo nods knowing that it is a deal and with Michael helping them its only fair they help him and they help him bury doc and reaper

moxxie: "what about the NVA?"

Michael: "let em rot"

moxxie looks at Michael like he's insane but goes with it and Michael pays his final respects to doc and reaper before heading out to help blitzo and the others and as they leave Loona cant help but look at Michael every now and again