Post by christiankane on Jul 31, 2010 16:47:10 GMT -5
Dream Sequence
The scene opens with Christian Kane propped up against the wall in his bed. To his left is Jennifer Gonzalez, and to his right is Dani Clarke. With his arm around both girls shoulder's he begins to get a feel of their breasts.
"Mmm...titties..."
Dani smirks.
"You like that baby?"
"Of-...Ofc-...yeeeeeeeeeeah!"
By CK's slurred speech, we can tell he's extremely drunk. After several second of groping the girls, Dani pushes her man's arm away.
"Wha you DOIN'!?!"
Christian is now understandably upset. Without another seconds hesitation the feisty redhead crawls under the covers and...
"OH FUCK YEAH!"
Jennifer eventually gets in on the action, kissing the Canadian native, but suddenly he falls asleep. Soon after Dani emerges from under the covers.
"What happened? He went limp..."
Jennifer shrugs.
"He fell asleep I think."
Dani looks at CK then chuckles to her self.
"Nah honey, he passed out."
"Oh."
The girls both giggle, then a short period of silence falls. Jennifer breaks the silence by speaking up.
"I'm so wet right now..."
"Do you want to..."
"Yes."
The two girls begin to make out as the Canadian Sensation sleeps, blissfully unaware of the girl on girl action happening less than a feet from him.
~~~
"Ladies and gentlemen of Canada, it was only a matter of time. The United States of America's military forces have moved their troops to the border again, forcing my hand. We're at war." - Canadian Prime Minister Kurt Noble
A tall, stocky man with a beret under his left armpit turns to a group of soldiers all stood in front of a large tent, all of them with small Canadian flags stitched to their informs on the upper arm.
"You hear that boys? We're at war!"
A small cheer emits from the group of soldiers.
"Get back to your tents and get kitted up. The Americans are on their way."
The group of soldiers disperse, all heading back to their respective bunkers. As two soldiers turn their backs to leave, the stocky man speaks again.
"Hart. Eagles. Come here."
They both cautiously walk up to their superior.
"Yes sir?"
The man rubs his chin.
"Where is Private Kane?"
"I haven't seen him since he went to the medic."
"Why did he go to the medic?"
Eagles shrugs his shoulders. Hart decides to answer for him.
"He told me his wrist was hurting."
"Is that so...?"
"Yes sir."
The man puts his beret on. As he does so he exposes the upper part of his sleeve, revealing that he is a Sergeant.
“Well find him and bring him to me. I need to speak with all three of you. You can find me in my tent.”
The two soldiers nod at the Sergeant then head off in the opposite direction to find CK.
---
A petite blonde woman shuffles to the end of the bunk bed as she buttons up her swamp green coloured shirt. On the bunk below, we see Christian Kane also buttoning up his shirt. As he smirks to himself, obviously thinking of the events that just transpired, the girl climbs down from the top bunk and sits next to Christian on the bottom bunk. She turns to him and holds his right wrist gently.
"There you go, it’s all taped up.”
Smiling all the while, she slowly slides her hand down. Now holding hands with him, she looks him in the eye and softly speaks.
“Do you…think we’ll ever see each other again?”
"What? You goin' somewhere?"
"...We're at war."
"WE'RE AT WHAT NOW!?!?!?!"
The girl pulls her hand away. She frowns.
“Do you not listen to what I say at all?“
“I don‘t really tend to speak about politics midway through fuckin‘ a chick.”
“Politics!? This could change all of our lives! Not just us! But every Canadian citizen!”
“Fuck the Canadian citizens. Aslong as I‘m alive then Canada is alive, faCKt!”
The girl looks at Christian for a moment in disbelief before shaking her head.
“You’re an idiot. I’m leaving. Eugh.”
With a disgusted sigh the girl stands and exits the tent, directly following this CK stands and shouts out to her.
“YEAH! AND YOU’RE EASY! BITCH!”
CK looks down at his clenched right fist and punches one of the four metal poles which holds the bunk bed together. Instantly Christian regrets this as the aftershock of the punches impact with the pole reverberates down to CK‘s injured wrist. It is at this moment that Hart and Eagles enter the tent.
“Kane? What the hell are you doing?”
Unsurprisingly startled, Christian turns around.
“What!?”
“I said what the hell are you doing.”
“I was gettin' my injured wrist taped up."
Eagles steps forward.
"Well I'm glad you've gotten sorted oot. The Sergeant told me he wanted to speak with all three of us, so we better get mo-"
"He told both of us."
Hart says, quickly cutting Eagles off. The tone in his voice indicating that he's slightly annoyed at both men at the present time. Eagles shrugs.
"Yeah, whatever. Fact of the matter is that the Sergeant wants to see us, so come on, let's go."
Kane nods and follows both of his fellow Canadians out into the fresh air and toward the Sergeant's tent. However, as the trio are walking through the surprisingly bitter, cold air, a gunshot is heard and CK falls to the ground clutching his chest. Panic.
---
Christian Kane jolts up in the bed, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He looks to his left to find Dani and Jennifer both asleep, their arms around each other. Normally, this'd be something Christian would smirk or grin at, but not this time. 'What the fuck was that dream aboot?' he thinks to himself as he throws the cover off of him and wanders out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. He opens the refrigerator door with his right hand, and takes out a bottle of water as he rubs his eyes with his left hand. Kane now unscrews the cap, leans on the refrigerator and downs some water. He screws the cap back on, runs a hand through his hair, then leans on the kitchen counter with his elbows. He stays still for quite a while, staring into space before shaking his head and leaving the room. The scene fades.