[Scar]

“Scorpio”

Brain surveyed the terrain. It was a flat land with few vantage points.
In the distance were plateaus possibly two-hundred feet high and conjoined
At the base. “Over there, men, he pointed
A Calvary of armored men. With swords, charging the land, victory or death is the mission
The basic rule of war: secure the best position.


Heart and his band of merry men, rummaged the jungle.
Some of death some stumbled
Clad in rainbow armors they stood out like ultimate warrior in a royal rumble
Long hair draped their shoulders as much hair flip was done
Among this troop was Scorpio
A rather short fellow but his strength was elsewhere
His belch of war was legendary. He once rescued 30 fallens while weak and weary
He always had this pouch with him. Nobody knows whats in it
The protected it. Never left it behind, still untouched

Brain spotted the enemy. They laid death traps around the plateau
Clad in gold, to reflect the sun’s ray to blind the heart troops
They were quite clever. Plusthe vantage offered them the luxury
To survey the peaks and valleys of the terrain. The spotted bumbling team
All colorful, trying to hind behind the dust and trees.

Brain, grinned a presupposed victory as his men dug ditches
Sticking out of the ground were sharpened sticks
While the troops atop collected rocks and stones
Much were known about the enemy.
Brain did his research. They often initiated with the bullhorn formation
As they stormed and raid the side with the heavy guns
But that only leaves the middle vulnerable to deadly stunts

From his vantage point its impossible for the archaic formation to work
Below, he observed as his men collected muds and dirt
Once the battle commence, the will dust up the area to disrupt visibility
It was all well calculated, he’s ready to take the hills and trees

Heart, battled mosquitos and snakes of the harsh landscape
A plan’s made. “Men, we’ll start with the bull horn!
But Scorpio objected. “Sir, how will we surround a plateau full of kilelr thorns?
“Your job is to listent to me soldier. Not think.”
“Yes sir”, said Scorpio as he relented
His hands gripped tightly his little sack-a-dos
“Left team your job is to exhaust all artillery and bait them to that side.
Right team, your job is to use stealth and climb while the right team handle business
I need all the best shooters on left team and all the agiles on the right, you sons of bitches
The middle, we shall survey the plateau edges for any entrance point!
With that, the made their way towards the plateau.
Along the base were large cloud of dirt obstructing the view.
Meanwhile, Scorpio, took it upon himself and rushed the troops.
His hand gripping tightly the sack, he solemn left and right
While bullets flew by him, clipping his fatigue in midflight
“Scorpio, what the fuck are you doing you little shit?!”
But that was how he moved. Relenting to the will of God.
He was lost int he cloud. As the troops moved in formation.
The left squad gathered their ammos while the right moved towards the basin

The first shot was fired, just as Brain suspected it.
But what he didn’t expect was the increasing dark stain on his chest.
He fell, revealing a lone soldier standing behind him.
It was scorpio, some how he climbed in
Took a perfect aim and won them the war.
But quite the phhyric victory as he was riddled with shots
His eyes to the sky, and his finger tightly clasping the priceless sack
He dropped to his knee as his head bobbled to the momentum.
Scorpio was dead.

Brain, still fuming from Scorpio’s action, took it upon himself to blast the left side.
The battlefield smelled of apocalypse now. Death resides as flesh slides
Off the face of many soldiers. But they continue to fight on.
Meanwhile the right crew are being bombarded with rocks and stones
When suddenly the brain army halted, their attack slowed
Allowing the brains to resume the siege. They made their way to the top
Only to see the soldiers standing around to observe their commander in chief
Laid dead, his chest bleeding. Near him another figure was slumped on his knees,
Being shot at and kicked. The brain army continued the assault only to find one of their comrade
Dead as they picked him up. “Ah you little fuck! Why’d you rush on your own?”
Commander brain took his dog tag and belongings, along with the sack-a-dos
He slowly opened it up, curious and excited, with small texture of fear
This was his strength all along. He pulled out a photo and lifted in the air
God be damn it, men! You see! AS they all scrambled to see
He didnt fight for you or me, he fought for his family.
The son of a bitch blocked out the pain and focused on the warmth of his family
Thats why he was able to continue when we couldn’t all those days
Rest well soldier. The credits roll as Flight of the Valkyries plays.