"Weapons free! Weapons fre- arrghh!"
"This is Delta 2-1 requesting immediate casevac! They're everywhere! Anyone, respond!"
"Gunnery Chief Monnrow! ...Monnrow! This is Alpha 1-0 Come in...! Come-...
The voices, screams... were like a distant memory, fading slowly, echoing through his mind as he slowly groaned out of unconsciousness, an almost heavenly light filling his vision as his eyes slowly flickered open. The throbbing started almost immediately as if someone had started up a drill into his skull, a weary hand clutched his forehead, snarling bitterly, still dazed, confused. What had happened? The last thing he remembered was- he wasn't sure, it all felt like a fading dream, he tried, tried so hard to recall.
Fighting? ...Screams, bodies... it was all rushing too fast to pick out anything of significance, but he was still alive he knew that much, he could feel the air whipping against his face, it was cool, almost refreshing, a nagging sense told him it had been a while since he'd felt anything quite as nice.
Coming round, his vision finally came into focus, a black, imposing monstrosity jutted into the sky like it was trying to pierce it, with a heavy breath he closed his eyes again, this wasn't right, where was he. He sneered, his mind couldn't help him right now, it was as useless as ever, he needed to remember, needed to know- yet laying here wouldn't solve anything.
Rousing a modicum of energy from within he pushed himself to a sitting position, eyes peering around, no this wasn't familiar at all. Not in the slightest, it was all just.. ruins, remnants of a civilisation long gone. He finally pushed himself to stand, patting himself down, taking in his surroundings with a trained eye as his hand carefully fingered for his equipment. All he had was his knife and tattered uniform, everything else had gone. Had he been robbed while he'd been unconscious? He couldn't recall, but it didn't matter at this point. He turned, trying to see anything at all, but it all seemed desolate, he sighed, weighing up his position.
"This is Delta 2-1 requesting immediate casevac! They're everywhere! Anyone, respond!"
"Gunnery Chief Monnrow! ...Monnrow! This is Alpha 1-0 Come in...! Come-...
The voices, screams... were like a distant memory, fading slowly, echoing through his mind as he slowly groaned out of unconsciousness, an almost heavenly light filling his vision as his eyes slowly flickered open. The throbbing started almost immediately as if someone had started up a drill into his skull, a weary hand clutched his forehead, snarling bitterly, still dazed, confused. What had happened? The last thing he remembered was- he wasn't sure, it all felt like a fading dream, he tried, tried so hard to recall.
Fighting? ...Screams, bodies... it was all rushing too fast to pick out anything of significance, but he was still alive he knew that much, he could feel the air whipping against his face, it was cool, almost refreshing, a nagging sense told him it had been a while since he'd felt anything quite as nice.
Coming round, his vision finally came into focus, a black, imposing monstrosity jutted into the sky like it was trying to pierce it, with a heavy breath he closed his eyes again, this wasn't right, where was he. He sneered, his mind couldn't help him right now, it was as useless as ever, he needed to remember, needed to know- yet laying here wouldn't solve anything.
Rousing a modicum of energy from within he pushed himself to a sitting position, eyes peering around, no this wasn't familiar at all. Not in the slightest, it was all just.. ruins, remnants of a civilisation long gone. He finally pushed himself to stand, patting himself down, taking in his surroundings with a trained eye as his hand carefully fingered for his equipment. All he had was his knife and tattered uniform, everything else had gone. Had he been robbed while he'd been unconscious? He couldn't recall, but it didn't matter at this point. He turned, trying to see anything at all, but it all seemed desolate, he sighed, weighing up his position.
