Hey, uh..., small community of wc3forums. Here's another short story. Post whatever you want. I did it kinda quick so, there may be errors and such. It about something i think about when i have time (which is almost always). Enjoy.
The sound of an explosion rips though the battlefield. Many lay dead, some dying, and others wounded. The lucky can still run with their wounds and live on. Shells crack the air, making it impossible to hear. Another expolsion breaks the air. This time, it's followed by silence. The silence is eerie and maddening. This silence sounds the end.
In the heart of the battlefield, a soilder holds a body. He's wounded and the body is likely dead. Tears roll down the soldier's face. The body must of been his best friend. The silence shakes him. He's know that it was a X-bomb, a new bomb created to "clean" the battlefield. He knows he can't escape, and that all the dying will be no more after the bomb hits.
He hugs the body, and the body moves. Life still breathes inside. The soldier smiles, and remembers. He joined young to fight for his country, and here he was, going to get killed by his country. The body he holds mouns, and tries to say something. Blood stills out his mouth, showing that his time is almost up.
The soldier gives a small laugh. Then he speaks aloud, "The clouds are nice. Have you even wondered if the clouds were really as soft as they looked? I wonder if they move by themselves, or if the wind moves them. It would be nice being a cloud. Not like us, buddy. I wonder if our life could of been different. What if we chose another path, with a different attitude. Would we be in a different place, or destiny still put us here? "
Suddenly the soldier's friend starts to cry. His tears flow down his face and merges with his blood. The soldier clears his friend's tears and speaks on, "Guess life isn't that simple right? Damn this battle for existance. Damn all of us to the next life. I wish things could of been different for us, man. I wanted to see your girlfriend that you wanted to marry. I wanted to see your dreams come true. I wish things could of turned out better, but then life is life. I wish we had some more time, but i guess that's life too. The bomb gonna fall, buddy. Our team's dead, and my legs are usless."
The friend starts to cry again. This time words come out his mouth. He says, "Sorry man. I wish thing didn't turn out like this either. I want to see her again, and my mom. I never told either of them that i loved them. I didn't want you to see me like this. Why do we do it, man!? Why do we have to kill each other? Why do we hate each other so much!? I don't want to die, I don't want you to die. I hate us so much. Why!? Why do we do it, man?"
The soldier replies, "I don't know why." His friend grips his shirt and says, "I want you to kill me. I want you to be the last person i see before i die. I don't want my fucking country to kill me. I rather it be you. I rather it be someone i liked to kill me. I...I don't want to die, man. I miss my mom and my family. I'll never get to see my sister grow up, or my brother's wedding. Fuck all of us to hell! I hate us so much!"
The soldier reachs for his gun and says, "I sorry, man." His friends replies, "So am I," and spits out blood. Then silence. A sound gun shot fills the air. The sound dies, and the silences creeps in again. The soldier starts to cry. His tears hits the head of dead friend. He looks at the sky and says, "I wish I was a cloud." Suddendly, a roar from the air blocks his vision. He cries on, and then silence again. Seconds later, his eyes see a bright light. Then, nothing.
The field is silent and clear. The blood is gone, and the event past. Like the rain, the bomb has washed away the sins of man. | 
