Fan Fiction

[darksythe]

Hey guys this is my first attempt at a fan fic. now it is nowhere near complete as it is only the first page of the book, but i wanted to find out if you all thought that i should a. continue writing, or b. give up cause i suck. please let me know what you think.
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Gunter Krey:
Trials Of A U-Boat Commander
By: Mike Young

Chapter 1.
The Assignment.
September 1st 1939 Wilhelmshaven U-boat Pen Number 1

It has been less then 36 hours now since I was ordered to take command of the U-14. I'd suspected that i would be assigned a command of my own, but i did not imagine it would come as soon as it has. Admittedly I am a little bit worried, but I suspect that all officers are on there first command. Upon my arrival at pen #1 it appears that the dock workers are loading on our final torpedo's. {sigh} If only command would have honored my request for The new Type II electric fish to be loaded aboard. Maybe after we return with a few hundred tons under our belts we'll get the opportunity to give them a try. SIR! Ensign Iwan Hartman reporting. At ease ensign how soon will the boat be ready to get underway? The last 2 torpedo's are being loaded aboard now sir. Very well ill be in my quarters send for me once the torpedo's are stowed away. Yes Sir.

Ive been looking forward to this day ever since i joined the Kreigsmarine. The excitement is only overshadowed by my duties. Finally i will have a chance to contribute to the war effort. Every merchant ship i sink will have a direct impact. Every torpedo fired will bring new experiences. Without a doubt this should prove to be both exciting and treacherous for myself and the rest of the crew. As i walk through the boat, my boat I glance around and most of the men (If you can call them men) look no older then 22 years of age. Excepting of course my officer corp. No sooner had i stowed away my personal belongings, and decided that it was time to test the cooks coffee did I hear the first of what would be many knocks at my cabin door before the war is over. Enter. Sir the boat is ready to make way. Very well Ensign Hartman assemble the deck crew.

The deck crew is assembled, and i can hear the hum of the diesel engines. This is it, I think to myself as i climb out of the ladder to the bridge, it's time to head out on our first patrol. Oh what stories we'll have to tell the next time we see the port of Wilhelmshaven. Once up on the main deck im astounded by the sight before my eyes. There's a hero's farewell right here on the docks for our boat. This cant be, I look around to see if there are any other boats leaving port, but there are none. Ensign Hartman cast off all lines. Cast off all lines yes sir. All ahead one third. All ahead one third yes sir. Just as we began to sail away i could hear the band on the docks start to play Ride Of The Valkyries. How appropriate i thought, as the swaying of the deck combined with the that of the song began manifesting thoughts of glory in my head. It was 14.22 by the time we cast off our lines and headed to sea for the first time. The water is calm and the sun is warm on this early September day. Our first assignment takes us to the northernmost extent of our capabilities, as far as fuel is concerned it will be a close call to make it to grid square AF87, make a full days patrol, and return to port. Ensign Maintain a through bow watch you never know what might be floating around in these channels. I'm headed below to speak to the navigator. Yes Sir. Replied Ensign Hartman.

After making my way down the ladder back in to the control room, or Conn for short I quickly squeezed my way over to the navigators table only find that the navigator is getting him self a cup of coffee. Doesnt sound like such a bad idea actually, Lieutenant bring me a cup of coffee if you will, and then let us get down to business plotting a course. Thank you for the cup... Ahhhh well I've had worse. Ok lets get to it. We're ordered to patrol grid AF87 which you can see is NNE of Bergen and may be a tricky trip to make if we want to make it there in a good amount of time. Yes sir it may be difficult but im sure that we will be able to make it there and back without incident. Here is the course i recommend. The Lieutenant drew the course out on a sheet of tracing paper. Looks good Mr. Maddaus make it so. Yes sir he replied. The course we agreed on would get us to our patrol zone in just under a week.