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Surging (n): A strong, swelling, wavelike volume or body of something. When Jon and the others went to Utah to pick up the president of the church, they did not expect to get the reception they got. I get to the back and steel myself in case I take a bullet when I go around the truck. We are all wearing Kevlar vests, but they won’t help if the bullet hits you in the head or an exposed part of your body. I am now behind the truck and can see that there are children in there as well. The ones right at the back are pointing behind me and to the right. I turn just in time to get hit in the ...

What I see doesn’t make me any less scared that someone may be in real trouble. The smoke appears to be coming from what was a covered wagon that there is not much left of it. I draw my gun and walk forward a couple of steps when I hear the sound of a rifle having a round jacked into the chamber. I freeze right where I am and tell whoever is holding that rifle that I mean them no harm. I hear a girls voice tell me not to move if I want to see the sun come up in the morning. I tell her hat we saw the smoke and are just checking it out to see if anyone is in trouble. I tell her that I am ...

We must be pretty close because we are only on the trail for about a half hour when we start hearing the sound of gunfire. I don’t have to tell the horse to speed up, he just does it. It only takes a couple of minutes to get to where the wagon train is being attacked. I can tell by the hoof prints in the dust that the horses being ridden by the attackers are shod and most Indians only ride unshod horses. I am only hearing a couple of guns shooting back at the attackers which is a little confusing. As I am getting close, the attackers are starting to break through the defenses to get at ...

Dayna and I are looking through the boxes to put uniforms on the pallets going into this truck, when I hear a voice tell me that I am needed outside. I look around and the only one close to me is Dayna and the voice was that of a man. I start to shrug it off when the voice tells me again that it is an emergency, I am needed outside. I figure I better go outside although I have no idea why. When I get to Dayna, she asks me if I heard a voice. I tell her I did and she says so did she. We head outside to see what the emergency is. On the way out, I am thinking of a lot of emergencies that this...

I can’t see very well, but I can hear that we are much closer to the railroad tracks and are close to a train as well. I see someone come close to my horse and cut the rope holding me across the saddle. I fall off and they all think it’s pretty funny. I struggle to my feet and looking around I calculate how many I can kick before they get me and decide it’s worth the try. I kind of pretend to stagger toward Hank and throw as hard a kick into his groin as I can muster then do the same to the guy next to him. Hank goes down like he was hit in the head. I see a muzzle flash from near him...

I get down and start to lead the horses forward with me when I hear a man’s voice telling someone that they may as well surrender, the voice says that they have all the time in the world to wait them out. Cap looks up at me like he is asking me a question. I tell him that we will just see how much time they really have. I don’t rightly know why, but for some reason I feel like someone is in trouble and I have always hated bullies. I go a little further when I hear a woman’s voice telling the other voice to please leave them alone. She says they already have their horses so just leave ...

Patrick and Brian don’t like the idea of ambushing any Indians. I explain what would happen to the women if those Indians were able to ambush us and kill the men. They finally agree to at least see if any Indians are following us. We get to the spot Thor and I picked out and set up a place where we can shoot from. I am paying attention to Thor and Rune. They will be the ones to smell and hear them first. We are not waiting very long when Thor and Rune both look to the direction, we are expecting them from. It only takes a couple of minutes when we see the Indians coming toward our ...

All at once I see clearly where an attack is going to happen. I am riding toward the stream to warn everyone when I see Erin and Sean get to the stream. As soon as Erin reaches down with her cup a hand grabs her arm and an Indian comes up out of the water dragging her across the stream. I can’t shoot without taking a chance on hitting her so I ride as close as I can, jump off Ares, and chase them into the stream. I dropped my sidearm when I jumped off Ares, but I have my knife so I take it out. The Indian holding Erin stops and turning he slashes at her with his knife just missing her. By...

Continuing story of Jon, the displaced Navy SEAL into an alternate world devastated by neutron war. He and his family go to help people in England, finding more than they bargained for.

Jon and the other members of their settlement family are awakened by calls for help from the other groups. What they find is more than they were expecting. We have a radio downstairs, as well as the one upstairs and we are starting to get calls from some of the men in our group, telling us they are okay, but that was a close one. We are also getting calls from the other groups telling us that they ran into the same thing we did when they started to go to the Docs aid. While we are talking, trying to figure out what is happening; a voice comes over the radio that I have never heard before. ...

When we get to the surface it is not dark, so now we are totally confused. We couldn’t have slept all night and most of the day on that train. The crowds during the morning rush would definitely have woken us up. While we are looking around for Tim to recognize where we may be, we hear what sounds like someone screaming for help. It sounds like it is coming from a couple of blocks over, so we head in that direction. By the way, there are cars all over the place, but no people on the street. This is starting to get kind of spooky.

Dakota's horse stops dead in front of the general store; there’s a wagon out front, and he stops right next to it. I am sitting here looking stupid; well, stupider than usual. A few minutes after we stop here, a very pretty young lady comes out of the store yelling at someone inside. She is dressed in men’s clothing, which is strange for the West these days. She is talking like a man, too. This lady can cuss with the best of them. She looks around and sees me staring at her. I’ve never seen a woman as pretty as her.

He seems amused and pretty much ignores what I just said. He tells me that unless someone is big enough to stop him, he is simply going to take anything, or anyone he wants to. I take a step closer to him and tell him since it’s my job to stop him, I guess I better get started. He starts to laugh when I throw an inside out crescent kick that lands perfectly on the side of his head. It won’t stop him, but it sure surprised him and his man.It knocks him off the porch into the street, but he is up quickly and is about as mad as anyone I have ever seen. I take off my gun belt and walk ...

I can see the bodies of three men lying on the ground so I drop my gun and raise my hands where she can see them. The same voice tells me that the only reason she didn’t shoot first and ask questions later is because she saw me shoot one of the men that was trying to get away. I tell her that there is another one back in the ravine that was there to kill anyone who came into the yard except his confederates. She asks me who I am, so I explain how I came to be here at this time. She has been in the house shooting from a window up until now when she steps out of the house and tells me I can...

When Jon, Tim, and some of the others go for a boating excursion they run into a situation they were not expecting. We pretty much run out of stories to tell, so we all kind of sit around with our thoughts. We are all glad that we brought along jackets as well as rain gear, in case we ran into a squall of some kind. The fog is cold and very damp, but none of us want to go below deck, even if we are uncomfortable. I look at my watch and even that has quit working. Tim is looking at his, then he looks at me and says it can’t be. LT starts to say that this is what the fog was like that night...