[ WP ] You are a Navy SEAL on a routine direct action mission ( Capture , kill a threat ) . Your helicopter is caught in a storm and safely crashes on a mountain . When the night and storm pass , you realize that you on the side of a mountain pass , which you come to realize is the pass of Thermopylae pass .

The whine of the engine and the scream of the gearbox above his head was calming in a way. The sound he became so familiar with in these last few years was, for him, a sort of security. All those missions have almost always ended with a pickup in an MH-60 Black Hawk helicopter. He would usually shoot the shit with the pilots and they'd explain to him how the helicopter was able to fly, for the most part he got the hang of the basics. Engine drives the main gear box, that drives the rotor that produces lift. The tail rotor is needed to counter the torque that the turning of the rotor produces on the helicopter body. Every time he would ask about something new to take his mind of the missions for a while, it was almost like meditating to him. His thoughts about the helicopter were suddenly interrupted by the voices in his headphones. 
 
 - `` Just want to warn you we're approaching some clouds that might give us rain and maybe lightning so close the sliding doors. ``, as soon as the pilot said that he turned and closed the left door, he nodded to the man on the other side and he closed the left. 
 
 - `` Why do n't we go around them? ``, the team leader sounded a bit annoyed or nervous maybe. He knew the commander did n't like flying. 
 
 - `` It's a squall line, we do n't have enough fuel to go around it and it's too high to climb above it.'' 
 
 - `` How bad is it?'' 
 
 - `` Not sure, but buckle up..definitely...'', the pilot sounded nervous. 
 
 He looked back to see what Commander Teagan was doing and all of the sudden the helicopter pitched forward, then yawed violently throwing him out of his seat and into the side of the fuselage. He felt as though he was in a roller coaster from hell. A light began to fill the helicopter, `` lighting strike'', he thought to himself. He started feeling strange, he felt as though every little piece of him was slowly drifting apart and as the light intensified that feeling grew. He could n't hear anything anymore, the engine, the rotor, nothing was making a sound or... he just did n't hear it. Is this what it feels like to die? Everything slowed down for a minute, he could n't even move his eyes. At this point he would panic but everything seemed so unreal. As fast as that feeling came, it disappeared. The helicopter started spinning again and he looked around to see some of his team in their seats while others had been thrown around like him. A voice crackled in his headphones `` BRACE FOR IMPACT!''. Brace, brace against what? He just closed his eyes and for the first time in his life he prayed. 
 
 
 
 Well that's the intro, if you like what I've written so far I can continue.
