Chapter One: Cleats to Combat Boots
The crowd was chanting loudly, or at least half of it was at this point in the game. James smiled was he jogged onto the field to the sound of "O-H-I-O!!!" chants. The game to this point had been a shoot out with touchdowns coming on seemingly every drive. James had made short work of the Alabama secondary and the Crimson Tide's running backs had been unstoppable. The score was tied now at fourty two and James and the Ohio State offense were on their own 30 yard line with only five seconds on the clock. He'd done this before, made a miracle happen and he was determined to make it happen again.
James barked his hard count trying to make the Alabama defense jump but to no avail their were well coached and disciplined. James took the snap. Back, back, back he went taking a few steps the he saw it. His wide receiver made a good break and was half a step ahead of his corner back. It was all James needed. The ball flew from his hand with a perfect spiral and with incredible speed and force. Two hands grabbed the ball from the air and pulled it in. James pumped his fist just a little seeing the catch made.
"He's at the thirty!....the twenty!....the ten!....TOUCH DOWN OHIO STATE!" The television announcers called but James couldn't hear them all he cared about as running down the field as he tore his helmet off and cheered as he won his third and final championship.
Weeks later he made the announcment. "I will not be entering into the NFL draft...instead I will be enlisting into the United States Marine Corps. I love football but I feel a calling to something more. I hope all my team mates from Ohio State do well in their future, be it in the NFL or not. Thank you for your time." The sports world was in shock, James was picked to be the number one overall draft pick and a future Hall of Famer.
Two years later...
That sound, he loved that sound. It was deafening. It was great to him. The sound of helicopter blades and the roar of a MV-22 Osprey flooded into James' ears as he sat back on the transport. James had changed since his days in college. His hari was shorter now, and he had the look of a man now, no longer a boy. James stood up and picked up his M4A1 rifle and walked down the ramp of the Osprey and onto the dirt clearing. He was at a US Forward Operating Base in the Middle East far from home. He was just getting in from a scouting mission. He did alot of those. James was now a member of the Marine Force Reconnaissance. The special forces of the USMC. James carried his rifle and his seabag with all of this other things in it. He walked through the base, past tents housing other Marines, a shooting range where he observed some Marines firing down range and then he walked past a vehicle depot before he walked into the command tent. He looked around. Officers everywhere. He sighed thought when he saw a man in khakis, a white t-shit, and a black kevlar vest on. CIA. Just what he needed. The man walked over to James, a pair of black sunglasses tucked onto his shirt.
"James Miller." The man smiled extending his hand. "I'm Special Agent Justin Narville, Central Intelligence Agency."
James looked at his hand and then Narville in the eyes. "Good for you. Where's Colonel Moore?"
"Right here." A older Marine said walking over, his hair was thinning about a bit and it was all grey. He was at least fourty-five but he was a tough looking man. A real Marine. "Good to have you with us again Miller. Got our intel?"
"Yes sir I do." James said opening his seabag pulling out a flashdrive. "Stored all the photos on there. Kinda curious though, what did spying on Talbot Enterprises gain us? I mean they can't be in on the rebels actions."
"We're not entirely sure of that." Narville said. "You don't know the full story yet Miller, but you'll be up to speed soon enough. The coalition is forming a task force to take down the rebel leadership and find out who is supplying them with their arms."
"Oh sounds fun." James said. "So when do I report?"
"Now." Moore said opening the flap to the tent. "This way."
(chapters will get longer as the story progresses)