This had been the place. A city, reminder of the golden age and the people it had left behind. Mars had been the mining planet of the solar system and the people there meant to provide for everyone else. It hadn’t been great, but when the Cabal drop ships came in all hell broke lose. Now the Titan stood, concealed behind a broken wall watching the drop ship as it swooped down and released the Cabal squad. They grunted as they slammed into the ground, blood shot eyes surveying the ground they would soon be patrolling. The titan unsaddled his weapon and launched himself from cover. Bolts of energy flying towards his enemies, the Cabal in shock trying to comprehend the situation as their leader and then the rest of the pack fell. The titan screaming as he slammed into the rest, and then it was over. But one had escaped. As the city had crumbled behind them a boy named Santo and his family ran. He watched as the massive beasts murdered those they came across, snorting with happiness as they crushed the guards whether they fought back or fled. The family dashed over a terrace and into a building but there was no escaping the massive animals. Santo watched in silence as his family and the others in hiding were murdered, only surviving himself because of the pervading stench and the slow minds of the invaders. One of the things looked right at him, and then they left. He was a boy then, but now he returned a man and he would unleash his vengeance upon those that had torn his world and his loved ones from him. He looked down his sights at the coward of the broken Cabal squad. At long last, Santo was home.