Project Morti

The General

(A/N) Not doing good so far, but I really liked writing something different from the Heir of Asgard. I will continue this story for a while hopefully some people will read it :-)! Review and Enjoy!

Chapter 1

It is now August 1st 2014. It has been one year from today. One year from when my team and I had been preparing for our first day of real public school. I will now begin the story of how the attack of Jupiter high school began. I will tell this story in very vivid detail. You may ask why I risk my life to create this video, it is only because I believe the people of United States should see what their government is doing behind closed doors. I want to make sure something like this can never happen again. Good luck and remember, Nos summus posterum, We are the future.

Time Change:

It has been nearly six months since I last heard from General Morestead. We have now been in contact with a lieutenant colonel Townsend. He has been debriefing us for the past several months. So far I know that we will enter Jupiter High school as civilians of course. We will enroll as sophomores in the Advanced Placement classes. We are to do only enough to get by in our classes, and of course find and kill every RANTS agent in the school.

Today was like any other day. I had awoken at 6:30 in the morning to begin my daily training with lieutenant Shockey and sergeant Rivers. Though, we were never supposed to make friends in this program Darren Shockey and Elier Rivers are like family to me. Darren has been with me a year longer than Elier. Darren is a tall cream colored man who also has a short buzz cut. He was a tough one standing at about 6'3 and 17 years old. He was massively built and strong as hell. Not the brightest, but definitely the most violent. Elier has a little more subtle build, he is a medium sized Hispanic man standing at about 5'11. Elier was a really nice guy, and he was crazy smart. He could hack just about anything from super computers to video games. He entered into the program officially at age ten though he has been with Darren and I since he was seven. He is now 16 as am I. Darren's parents handed him over to the military at a very young age. Darren's dad is a Brigader General in the army and once he realized his son was a “Spartan Child.” He shipped Darren off. Elier on the other hand entered the program much differently from Darren and I. Elier is the adopted son of General Morestead. Apparently General Morestead knew his parents, and after they died he took him in. After a few years he realized how genius Elier was and he put him into project Morti never acknowledging him again.

At the end of my day we were all winding down in living room at about 21:00. We lived in a pretty small house. We moved out of the base in February after my conversation with General Morestead. They moved us into a house to fit our needs. I don't know if you can really call it a house though. It is more of a log cabin. Well that is what it looks like on the outside. Allow me to explain the interior at first glance. It is a rather small place maybe 1100 square feet. In that 1100 square feet we have a small kitchen two bathrooms and then of course one bedroom slash living room where we all sleep on cots. Standard military cots of course. Now of course this is only at first glance, we do have a basement though. When you enter the basement of the house you would never know that there is 3000 square feet left in this cabin. You see in the far left corner of the room there is an “Alarm System.” All I have to do is type in the numbers: 1, 6, 5, 6, 9, 5 in that order. When I type these numbers in the entire left wall will divide into two pieces and slide open. This makes multiple giant rooms. This 3000 square feet is all for us. Back at the base we had “Adult supervision.” Here it is just Elier, Darren, and I.

Now to explain what lies in this 3000 square foot underground. First, there is a large training area. In this training area there is a boxing ring, weights, exercise machines, and of course a small firing range. Second, there is a small communications room. This is where we make contact with the outside world. We are not to leave this place without the permission of Colonel Townsend or another high ranking officer. The cabin lies pretty deep in this pasture we could never risk the chance of being discovered. Though, the government is rather paranoid so we do live in a very small home that would give away nothing unless you knew something was there. There is of course one final room, I did in fact save the best for last. The third room I speak of is an armory. A very large armory, it contains anywhere from semi automatic pistols, to shotguns, to automatic assault rifles, and of course to grenades, C4, and other small explosive devices.