Risk

The general looked cautiously at the troops as they stood below him, each scared to death but ready to die at his signal. His communications officer stood beside him as he glanced at the map that lay on the table. "Send the airstrike." He said, his decision made. The planes soared overhead and moments later he heard the resounding crash of buildings toppling. Victory. Subtley he motioned for his men to begin their attack. They had had the city surrounded for weeks but made little headway- somehow, the survivors had held on. The troops moved slowly, quietly along the terrain. Each was trained to make no noise, not even to hear them breath. It had to happen today. He had lost too many soldiers and if he could not take them down he would have to retreat to the mountains. His last chance. With a battle cry that echoed for miles the troops charged, men, tanks, airplanes flying from overhead. Screams of frustration tore from the buildings as his hidden enemies realized that this time, he was stronger than they. As his men finished their approach what few survivors could, fled from the city gates. As the rebels ran, the captain smirked. So much still to happen to that proud general. He had no idea what was in store for him. Let him have this city, it would not be his for long. Only a hundred or so had made it to the rendevous point. It was a hard hit, but the men would not die in vain- not this time. The captain looked and saw the looting happening in his city. Nearly all of the generals forces were inside of its walls now. He raised his arm and waved. Hundreds of planes roared overhead, tanks came crashing through the forest and torpedoes and missiles bombed the city to ruins. If it couldn't be his, then it need belong to nobody. "Dude! C'mon!" Ginny yelled as Cap flicked her red pieces off the board. "You totally cheated!" she pouted. "I hate this game." "I did not cheat!" Cap laughed as he grabbed the box. He began picking up the little pieces and dropping them into the box. "And if you hate this game, why did you insist that we play it, huh?" he smirked. "Oh shut up. I'm going home." she stormed off the porch and grabbed her bike. "Fine!" he shouted over the railing. "Then we won't play anymore. Ever!" Ginny glared at him over her shoulder. "I'll be back tomorrow." she said in the most threatening voice she could muster. Cap watched her ride away from his house and laughed. He loved summer vacation, and he loved Risk.