The story

 

The sound of ringing in my ear. Blood everywhere. Soldiers rushing the main character on a bed as the building shook violently from bombs being dropped. The screams of generals and rushing doctors. Clashing of metal tools. I can't feel my arms. I can't feel my legs. I can't feel anything. The doctors got a mask on my face. I try to slap it off me but I feel to weak to even know where to move my hand. "Turn on the machine!" "Get the anistethic ready!" And other medical terms I really couldn't care about at all. I could see red covering my vision as it became blurry. I feel no pain. I'm fine,let me out. I'm fading. Everything goes black.

 

I wake up to the sound of a tank shooting into the field. My eyes shot open as I become alert,jumping from my bed hysterical. Before I can even analyze the situation the mix of pain and nurses hurrying in had me calm down. Everything hurt. But something felt off. I wiped some sweat off my forehead as I felt bandages. "The firetruck..." I saw the doctor walk in,we locked eyes. He breathed before speaking. "You were brought in on time,and we could save your life,unlike your companions. However..." He glanced at my leg. "Your leg had lost to much blood,and your wounds from the blast were extensive in its area...I'm sorry to say we could not save it." I stared,still analyzing what he tried to explain. My head hurt like hell. I knew today was not a good day to wake up.

 

I looked down at the bedsheets,spots of blood were visible. I ripped the sheets off me to see my right leg being missing from my knee cap and down. My heart dropped. I was lucky to be alive. But now my duties as a soldier of the queen would be so much more difficult in this on going war with a missing leg. Well,quarter of it. I felt so nauseous just to see it missing. Where would this take me,and where will it end?

 

Of the Tin soldier

 

 

Aww D: So sad

Very nice story! I liked it. Keep up the good work.

It's good. I like. Can't wait for the first chapter.

-Week after-

 

I finally catched some sleep. This week has been so slow for me. Escaping the nurses is not an easy task either,especially when you're missing a part of your body. The base constantly shook of bombs and I could hear the shouts as they brought in more injured soldiers. I really didn't wanted to just lay here in bed. I should be out there fighting. The thought of my friends fighting while I sleep made me very uneasy. But those worries tend to leave when you're asleep and relaxed. Then I heard some footsteps. I payed not attention to it. Next thing I know,I'm throwned into the floor as someone lifted up the matress and pretty much flipped me over to the ground. "GAH,what the..." I held my head and looked up to see who it was. Of course. Alex. He laughed and smiled at me. "Wake up 'Tin Soldier'! You've been sleeping enough!"He remarked with laughter. I cursed under my breath and looked up. "Alex you f*cker why you woke me up like that?!" "Because I could." I felt my eye twitch. I dragged myself to the chair next to the bed and used it as support to help myself up. "And don't call me 'Tin Soldier'. My name is Vashle. Vashle Moir." Alex crossed his arms. "Well you know the story. The tin soldier that was made without half a leg. Went through hell to end up with the pretty ballerina. I think it's the perfect nickname for you!"He said. I growled. "MY NAME IS VASHLE AND THAT'S FINAL!!! Now tell me what you want?"I asked. Halfway up my feet...foot. Alex got his hands behind his back and walked around the room. "General Stanway waishes to see you. He wants to talk to you about your new 'conditions'."Alex explained. I held onto the chair and looked up at him. "Why didn't he came to see me down here?"

 

"He is very busy. He's leading some troops over to Mida in a week and he needs to organize all precautions."Alex says. He then turned to me and tilted his head. I stared,my leg shaking as the chair was all I had for balance. "You arlight,Vashle?" I glared and snapped. "Of course! I just,need to get some balance as all..."I assured. I cleared my troath and straightened my back. Not letting go of the chair yet. "Alright. Lets go."I insisted. Alex seemed to smirk. "Alright."He said. He turned and walked to the doorway,then looked over to me. "You coming?" I stared a bit distracted. I gulped. "Of course!"I said with confidence. I looked down at the chair. I let go of my chair and I instantly lost balance. I quickly grabbed onto the chair again for dear life. Alex laughed. "You and the chair lovers now?!" I glared. "Shut up!" I growled and looked down. I breathed. I let go and sprinted foward. I smiled for a second. Only to faceplant the floor at the next. Alex laughed. "Man you're persistant."Alex says as he whistled. I looked up and my eyes wiedened a bit. Alex pushed a wheelchair into the room. He patted the seat. I shook my head. "No. No no no no no no no no no."I repeated as I backed away,dragging myself under the bed. I could not bear myself to be seen in a wheelchair. Especially by my commrades! Just then Alex grabbed my left leg and pulled me out. "Get over here Vashle!"He said laughing. I stared and shook my head. "No way I will get in the wheelchair. No. No. NO-"

 

...

 

I glared foward as Alex pushed me on the wheelchair. I had my arms crossed and did not said a word. The ride to the office was pretty silent. Alex had a smile all this time. "...Tin soldier." "SHUT UP!" He opened the door to the office and pushed me in. General Stanway was sitting down on his desk,writting down some papers. He looked up and stood up. "Vashle,there you are."He said. I stared and saulted along with Alex. General Stanway leaned over and shook my hand. "I'm sorry for the loss of your leg,Vashle."He mentioned. I mantained myself from thinking much of it. "Eh...you know. The price we pay..."Vashle says. Stanway noded. "Now. Usually when men have injuries like these,I would send them home. But considering you don't really have home,or family,and you've been a very good support to us..." I stared. "(I can't tell if I should be insulted or praised.)" Stanway turned to me. "I will let you to still help us. But you will be lowered to less dangerous missions,until you can get used to fight with a missing leg."Stanway says. I looked up. "Sir,I can do the same I could before! There's no need for special treatment with me!"I said,with respect. Stanway waved his arms. "I know you don't like to feel demoted. But it's only temporary. I promise."Stanway says. He walked around the desk and patted Vashle's shoulder. "I know you can do it,Tin Soldier."Stanway says with a slight laugh. I breathed and screamed on the inside. I shook his hand while shaking. I did not liked that nickname. "Thank you sir."I said. Stanway noded. Alex then pulled me out to the hallway. He suddenly handed my crutches. I stared. "You could of given these to me earlier!"I yelled. Alex smirked. "But then I couldn't of pushed you down the hallway. You have to admit you liked the ramp." "It almost killed me." I used the crutches and stood up. Limping away from Alex. Alex stared. "Where you going?" "To a friend's place. I'm sure Kyle will be more than excited to receive a new project."

I generally don't read these, but your first sentence in the week after caught my attention. "I finally catched some sleep" might sound more natural if the character were to say "I finally caught up on lost sleep.".

The first one, It's such a traumatic yet wonderful ending imo ;v;

 

I'm catching up on this soon~

This is getting good. Can't wait for the second chapter

Pretty great! There are some moments where the grammar could use a bit of work but other than that it's a pretty great story so far! Hope to see more soon.

I limped away with my crutches. Soldiers glanced at my missing leg when I walked by them. I snapped my sight towards them and they simply looked away and continued their way. "Idiots." I reached the end of the hallway and walked into an elevator. I pressed the button with the letter 'U' for Underterrace. The elevator doors closed infront of me with a loud clang. The doors were metal net doors,so I could see around outside the elevator. The elevator lowered down. Lights flashed as I passed down a few floors. There was then darkness for a few seconds as a dim organge light covered the elevator. I squinted my eyes until they got used to the light. When they did get used to it,I saw the beautiful city. Gao City. An unbderground utopia where people have been living here for generations,under the protection of the army. The queen Maria the 3rd had this city built for her and the families of her kingdom and the families of the soldiers to live in. By now Maria the 7th was in rule,that was long ago. It had buildings made out of many different materials,from brick to metal. An artificial sun and moon that would rise and lower according to the hours. Only soldiers knew what was it like over the ground. I chuckled. "(This place is heaven compared to outside.)"I thought. The elevator stopped with a shake and the doors opened. I walked out and walked down the ramp. A guard stood in the entrance and asked me for my ID. I stuck out my tounge to show a tattoo in the snape of a downwards triangle,the symbol of the queen. The guard scanned it with a scanner and the bulp beeped green. He let me pass and I quickly made my way into town.

 

I walked with my crutches across the stone street when one of them got stuck in a puddle of mud. "Ew."I muttered as I pulled on it and managed to get it out. Some kids ran around past by me and immidietly looked at my leg. "He's missing a leg!"The kid chirped. I felt my eye twitch. The kid kept staring. I snapped at him. "Move on kid!"I hissed. The kid shrugged and continued his way. I sighed. I made my way into the shopping district and stopped infront of a steel work shop. "Hopefully he's here."I muttered. I pushed the door open,having the bell ontop of the door jingle as I closed the door behind me. The shop was filled with metal work and other small machines. I walked up to the counter and looked around. "Kyle! You in here?!"I asked. There was silence. I sighed and looked down. "Not again."I said. I then heard some muffleling. I looked up and looked around. I made my way around the front desk and into the back. "Kyle?"I asked,now getting worried. I walked around the work area. Pushing a few pieces of metal along the way. "Kyle,where are you? This is not funny man!" I then kept quiet and heard the muffleling. I turned and saw two waving feet coming from the giant pile of coal. I freaked. "KYLE!" I hurried over to him and looked around. "Hey,calm down,I'm getting you out."I assured. I grabbed his foot and let go of the crutches. I lost a bit of balanced but re-gained it as I grabbed onto his foot tight and pulled with all my force. Soon enough I pulled him out as he flew out of the pile of coal and we both fell down on our backs. He coughed and tried to catch his breath as his face was covered in black coal. His green eyes stood out from it all though. He looked up as we were laying down head against head. "Oh hello Vashle,thanks for helping me out back there."Kyle says as he smiled carefree. I sighed. He was Kyle alright.

 

...

 

"I see. I'm sorry that you lost your leg,Vashle."Kyle said as I had finished telling him the situation. We sat down in two chairs as we drank tea. I shrugged. "It really doesn't matter to me. I just want to get back to work as soon as possible. But I won't be able to do it if I don't have a leg to work with."I said,taking a sip of the cinamon tea. Kyle smiled real big. "So,you want me to make you a replacement?"He asked,his eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement. I noded. "I need a replacement. But I don't want a wooden one. I want one that can take what I do. That doesn't rot,doesn't break that easily,that can hold on while I'm kicking some ass in the field."I insisted as he started to make a mental list. He got a finger on his chin. "I think I might have an idea. Something sturdy yet light enough for you to be able to walk in it..."He muttered. He then took out some mesuring tape and wrapped it around the stump of my leg. "Lets see,the round should be like these."He muttered to himself as he continued to messure the height of what I was missing. "Hm..." I rolled my eyes. He rolled up back the tape and clapped his hands together. "I have the perfect idea for you Vashle!"He said as he ran up and looked up for some pen and paper. He started to make a list of materials. "This will be perfect. One of my best creations I swear! I promise you that!"Kyle said very excited. I noded. "Right. But,how long can I expect for you to take on this?"I asked with hope. Kyle remained quiet for a miute before answering. "Give me a a week and a half. If you're lucky I might finish it even earlier!"Kyle says. I noded. "Thanks. You can give me the check to pay once your have it finished."I sayd as I stood up and started to walk out with my crutches. Kyle looked up. "Wait! Hold on. Where ya going?" I looked back. "Around town. I want to be away from the ward for a while." With that I walked out and closed the door behind me.

This is good. I can't wait for him to get his leg.

This is good. I can't wait for him to get his leg.

Without reading the story and thus having context this made me laugh.