The Fires of War

Alright- this is my first story so far. I am still trying to figure out my prologue, and I cannot seem to get a best draft of it. If anyone would like, please leave feedback- I badly need it. This prologue is meant to be as a journal, so not that much appearence is given.

-----Prologue-----

"Eventually, one learns that things start out slow. They then begin to speed up, faster, and faster, until the G-Forces ultimately tear you apart. That is, I guess, how life treats its guests. This doesn't always happen automatically, nor does it happen by choice, it's one of those things that take a little bit of luck and skill to get going. Everything starts out slow, one way, or the other- but what makes it speed up, is the excitement and terrors that bring you to your knees." Colonel I. Gheets, November 4th, 2066

Journal of 1st Lieutenant Ryle S. Sparks
December 19th, 2071
Arx, Earth: Base Camp of the Forrs

"Today was the calm before the storm. Colonel Gheets and I were rounding up troops for the final battle, the battle between good, and evil- the battle between us- and the Vrens. Our army was dispersed throughout the camp, and we had to make sure that everyone got aboard the ships. As a 1st Lieutenant, I didn't have that much authority, but I still could get our troops moving."

"It took a whole two hours to get all the troops aboard our spacecrafts, but finally, the army of Forrs was ready to meet face to face with the Vrens. Our army was exceptional in force, but it would definitely be a close battle against the Vrens. There wasn't much we could do now, except pray."

"We are approaching the Vren fleet. I can't help feeling nervous here- being a pilot is the hardest job of our squadron. 2nd Lieutenant Miles was stationed on gunner next to me, ready with plasma cannons to blast the Vren fleet. I heard a signal in the ear of my helmet, and off we went. I swerved left and right, following the complicated basis of our beginning formation, always thinking that this was what we were trained to do. Ten seconds later, we collided with the fleet of the Vren, launching plasma left and right, desperately swerving to dodge the terrors they unleashed. The Vren mother-ship launched a load of giant lasers, which went pummeling upon us. I managed to dodge the few that got near me- but others weren't so lucky. The menacing appearance of the Vren ships jammed my brain, and once again I had a close call with the giant lasers. I swerved to the left, veering away from our formation, and shot a Vren ship down. I turned right, and Miles pummeled a ship with a dose of plasma. It looked like it was going down well for us, so far."

"I couldn't have been more wrong, with that statement, it seems. Right after Miles had blasted the living **** out of a close-by Vren ship, their mother-ship unleashed something we had never seen before. A pillar of light shot down, and began absorbing our ships, and one by one each of us was sucked into the light, and disintegrated. The communications were going wild as our higher ups were screaming and cussing, as if someone shot them in the foot. I changed direction of my ship and fled helter-skelter away from the light, only to be blasted by the plasma of a Vren ship. Miles was struck out of his seat by the impact, and his head cracked open against the side of the ship. Metal flew off from the sparking dashboard, and stabbed through my right knee. Blood began seeping out fast and I was slowly losing consciousness. I was blacking out, as our ship began its plummet back down through the earths atmosphere…"

-----End of prologue-----

Once again, any feedback, anything- please post it.