"What, how am I alive I should be dead." A slight scrapping noise is echoed throughout the hallway as two figures move slowly to the far end of the area and going through a small door. "Hay, let me go I will get out eventually and I will get you for this!" A screech like no other sounds out from the shorter of the two and A dagger pulses with electricity, it is raised into a striking position. "NOOO" Loud cracks emit from the taller figure and the dagger drops to the floor with A deathly light tinkle. A hunter stands with his handcannon raised to the point of where the dregs head once was. Maverick-32B strides over to the fallen corpse and pushes it out of the way with his foot. "If only it had killed me when it had the chance, poor bastard never saw it coming." Maverick holsters his handcannon known only as "the last word" it was givin to him by his mentor A man by the name shin malphure A legendary hunter famed with the murdwr of dregen yor. "Ghost, ghost where are you? Why did you not come to my aid?" No response is givin back while he stands waiting for a response that will never be but he feels that his ghost is still with him somehow. His sparrow lay upturned against A wall hooked up to a computer of fallen design. "My sparrow, is this all that is really that is left of my ghost... No he is out their I know he is." Maverick-32B raises his sparrow and pulls it along with him into the open of old York. He mounts it and speeds of down a decimated street that is A monument to all the lives the darkness took. "I will find you ghost and when I do I will rip apart the fallen that took you limb by limb" Any feed back is great if you want more I can continue it. Continuation- A low hum echoes through an old city falling apart in its spot moving only when the winds blow. Buildings not touched for centuries vibrate lightly as A sparrow passes by each building each one giving way A little more eventually leading up to each and every single ones collapse. Inner monologue- "Ghost where have you gone, why have you left and why are you not looking for me?" Maverick-32B races down the streets hoping to find A sign of friendly life or even A ship that can be stolen to leave the area. His handcannon at the ready holstered to his right leg by a magnetic chip implanted in his circuits when he first arrived at the tower so his handcannon's could be holstered quicker for hunter. "EEEEEERRRRRRR" A loud mechanical hum vibrates the entire city sending rust and metal falling to the ground. A ketch sores past Maverick-32B searching for downed shops and lost souls in the city of destruction and hell. "A ketch, I shall follow it and board it and take it back to the city!" Leaning forward on his handle bars he thrusts his sparrow forward chasing the ketch for all that it is worth to him. Turning corner after corner he chases his prey like A wolf hunting A rabbit... A lone wolf hunting a jade rabbit. "Now when I docks I shall clime aboard and hijack the ketch so I can get home." At that very moment several more ketches swoop down on all sides of him and corner him into an ally way. Dropping of more troops then he has ever seen an entire army of fallen march towards him ready to fight to the last shank. "If it's A fight you want then death you shall get, no more no less." Maverick-32B disembarks his sparrow, flips it on its side and ducks behind it. He waits until he hears the first shanks anti-gravity miter to fire. Inner monologue- "3...2...1..." "Aim, shoot, fan the trigger, reload, repeat." Loud cracks sound out in the small corner of the decimated city, fallen cries screech into the dusk of the ending day. The vibrations of the gunfire causes several buildings to collapse causing an Aurora of smoke, metal, and rust to fill the air. To be continued....