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originally posted in:The Black Garden
12/8/2014 3:48:43 AM
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Unsung heroes chapter one

CHAPTER ONE 2524 AMID COLLAPSE “-blam!- you Hanzo!” Drake yells, and the soldier only smirks as he enters the shuttle. Drake shakes his head. One more soldier gone off to another branch. Damnit. Kal, Taur, and Imis just stood there, and he walks over to them. “Well, there he goes. Anyone know an engineer who can slip in for us?”Drake asks, and they all shrug. “With whatever the hell’s happening at Jupiter, all the eggheads and engineers are heading off to Thoth,”Taur grumbles, and Drake raises his eyebrow in curiosity. “Jupiter? We have a scientific anomaly in which requires our attention. We will now extract all people who can hurl a wrench at a car to our observation station,”Kal mimics, and they all laugh. “Okay people, wrap it up. We’re supposed to be on board the Cydonia. They’re building up a fleet near Thoth. Shit’s getting real over there,”Drake says, and the marines nod. In two hours, they were on the Cydonia, a beautiful sleek Corvette, definitely one of the better looking ships. Imis whistles. “Look at her. Billions of dollars worth of construction boys,”she says, and we all nod in agreement. “So our job?”Taur asks? “Ships like these and transports get small marine detachments all the -blam!-ing time. If they’re monitoring weird shit over at sandstorm, we’re the ones.” <I-I> Drake awoke to the sounds of roaring, and groaned. “What the -blam!-!”he screamed, and Taur shrugged. “Engines. This -blam!-er’s got everything. High G, get to your crash couch,”Taur said, and he obliges immediately, lifting himself off his bunk. “Didn’t they warn us?” “You slept right through it Sarge.” The noise slowly tuned down, until it was a slight humming. “Two days until we reach our destination. Settle in for the long run.” <I-I> “That’s one ugly son of a -BLAM-.”Taur says as they approach Thoth station, and Drake has to agree. It was a circular bloated disk with two towers coming from either flat side, but more towers snaked from it connecting to more disks, making it seem like some sort of abnormal spider web. “Just in time for the party. What the hell is the UN doing, throwing all of us out here?”Kal asks, and he surveys the space around us. Fourteen other ships. Gunships, transports docking at Thoth, shuttles, frigates, practically half the damn fleet was here. It went like this for a few hours, soldiers enjoying the view and whispering things to each other, bored out of their mind. “Attention…..Attention,”crackled the radio, and several of the marines looked to the bridge near the observation deck. “This is Captain Kryn of the Cydonia, we copy.” “Get three ships to move out 300 kilometers. I’m sending you coordinates.” “And why?”Kryn asks. No response. Then crackling. “Nothing, safety precautions.” “Safety from what?” “...Nothing to be concerned of.” “You have every right to tell me-No. We. Don’t. Do it now,”the person on the other side was clearly pissed, but so was Kryn. Grumbling, the Cydonia lurched forwards, drifting forwards at a small speed of nearly 100 miles per hour. Two other ships, the Darwin and the Reaver inched forwards as well. In a few minutes, they were in position. “Open your torpedo bays and aim at a slightly heated section of space 40 kilometers out. Beacon transmitted.” “Okay, what the -blam!-?”Kryn asks out loud. “Captain, if you do not do as we ask, we will overload your ship and use it ourselves. We have thought about this. I will ask you one more ti-”Kryn opens the bay. The ships around us do as well. “What’s happening?”Imis asks, and all the marines exchange confused looks. “Supposed to be a mini black hole or some shit, I’m not sure what the term is. Said something about it not being’ a real hole or something cuz no star explosion, but it worked something like it. Or maybe it was a wormhole?” The marines of us stare at him. “Shit, did I say something wrong?” “Let me get this straight. The eggheads are firing -blam!-ing torpedoes straight into a-FWUMP!” In a blink of an eye, six torpedoes fly out of the ship. Then nothing. The little white dots fade, and then nothing. “Did they hit?”Kryn asks, and someone shrugs. “They’re gone.” “Holy shit!”someone on the other line says, and Kryn taps his mic. “Now can I know?” “It’s a wormhole, we found-” Then the world went black. <I-I> Drake awoke to the lights. It flickered, and then stopped altogether. So much for the dramatic effect. He opened his eyes completely, and stood up wobbly. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he realized he was….Where the hell was he? He took a step, and he nearly slipped. Something wet. Oh god. Drake had enough training to know it was blood. He closed his eyes, looked down, and opened them. Right there, was Taur’s bloodied form, his rifle next to him. Rifle? Drakes head snaps from place to place. More dead marines, but only some of them. He slowly walks, making sure his feet don’t give away. He scoops up a fallen pistol that someone dropped. It would have to do. More traces of battle. What? Boarders? The flash of light from the wormhole, what had that meant? He slowly turned around, staring at the remains of the observation deck and the bridge. He saw more bodies. He walked forwards, and pressed his face to the glass. It was so dark, he couldn’t see anything. Where was Thoth? And then, something odd happened. The darkness outside shifted, and swirled. That wasn’t right. Was he in space? He tapped on the glass, and instantly it exploded, turning into a hurricane. The ship rocked, and it opened just enough to see the stars….And what remained of Thoth station. Half of it was gone, the other half broken beyond repair. But once again, he saw the shadows sifting along Thoth. What in the world? A shriek from below. And then, a single shot. It bellowed, the silence around him making any noise amplified and deafening. Before he knew it, he was running. Running running running. Corridor after corridor. Marine after marine. He traced the gun shot, and heard more shrieks. A grunt. Inhuman. And when he finally rounded the corner, he froze. Four white humanoid creatures with skin of bone. They turned around, and he was met with a faceless maw and no eyes. One suddenly slammed into the wall and exploded, but the other three charged. Before Drake knew it, he had emptied half the clip into the first one, which dissolved. He aimed for the head, and the other two were down in seconds. “Anyone?” “About -blam!-ing time Sarge. Where’ve you been?” Kal?

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