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Chapter 1: Memories

At first, there was a crimson sky. Then came cries, the cries of his master. His master was elderly looking, but seemed to be filled with such energy that you could have mistaken him easily for someone much younger. The master fell, and blood surrounded him. There were howls in the distance and shadowy figures emerging from the undergrowth on all sides. If he could just hold out until dawn, he though, his masters life may be saved - saved from the white light that even now engulfed them both. The white light swallowed them and everything faded away. He woke up.

Dusk was a Hucast, of old and now faulted design. He had been created to serve one of the factions of Coral, before photon technology had been conceived or even thought of. He carried his master’s sword still, a katana with 1975 engraved on one side. This, his master had told him, was the true sword Agito, wrought by great masters of steel long ago. He looked at the blade, it still seemed as sharp as the day he had first been assigned his master, and the day he has first carried his master’s sword when he was too old to fight himself. The metal was folded, and as he had learned through his own endeavours it could only be used in a kind of diagonal - vertical slash or a stab effectively.

When the remaining factions banded together to form the twin pioneer project to escape their doomed planet, destroyed by war and pollution, his master had joined the government and he had stayed in his service. Not so long ago he had been convicted of his master’s murder and had been exiled from pioneer 2 to his own fate. He had explained to the head of office himself that monsters had slain his master, and he had brought him back to pioneer 2 via a teleport gate he had found near by built by the citizens of pioneer 1 before the explosion supposedly in a futile effort to escape the monsters that even now roamed the ruined city of a ship in the hope that he could be revived.

Unfortunately for Dusk, recently a group called Works had been stirring up resentment against the android faction of pioneer 2, saying they had become faulty, corrupt and capable of in-human treatment of others. The old 'A.I. scandal'.

Dusk wondered why he had blacked out; he lay in the forest, rain thundering down all around him. The electrical energy in the air must have interfered with his communications systems and power source, he thought. Maybe the few androids of pioneer 1 developed a cure for this, he should look around. Or else, go deeper, down, down into the abandoned mines where no interference could reach him. He shuddered at this notion, for he had heard of the horrors down in the deep, where the research team went. Where that girl went, that famed red ring Rico. They were lost, also to the deep. The first of the hunters.

He heard growls the other side of the gate, he drew his katana from his side. The gates opened, and he was prepared now for anything that would strike, from the forest or from the deep.

It began with white, he thought, and will end with black. Both can engulf, on both hang a certain sense of mystery.


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More to come soon, feedback is extremely welcome.

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thatwas grt, is that like the backgrund story to your character, or justa story that u wrote?

maybe its a little bit of both but what i know for sure is that its awsome

As he ran through the gate, bright red eyes began to glow from all sides. He gauged the situation, there appeared to be many minions backed up by heavier mammals that he had found out in his research were called hildebears... only, they were supposed to be docile despite their size. The bizarre creatures flowed round to his left as if they had one mind, and suddenly without warning swarmed in. Claws and teeth, everywhere.

He cut through one of the minions only to find it replaced by another. Swathes upon swathes emerging as if from nowhere. Then, to his far right he glanced an opening in the ground. This was where many of the creatures were emerging from. When he saw an opening in the screen of enemies he pelted over to the caves gaping entrance, like two huge jaws. He opened his right and left arm compartments, from one compartment he threw a high explosive charge down the entrance to the cave, and from the other he took out a chemical charge and hurled it into the enemies.

Rapidly the demented animals became angered further, an in-experienced observer may have thought he had just sealed his own fate but the beasts had become so distraught with rage they had begun to slay each other. Soon all that was left was a bloody mess on the floor.

There was a dull thudding from behind. Dusk looked around and saw something that would have made his insides churn had he been a mere human. He gazed up into the eyes of a hildebear, but it didn't look like the others he had seen. It towered above him; it was a monster of a monster! It was covered in almost steely grey armour and its shoulder horns were gigantic. Its very mouth seemed to breathe the scent of death corruption and decay.

It lunged at him and his sword arm was ripped clean off. He dived for cover, behind some kind of pillar (he had learned from officials on Pioneer 2 these were built by the citizens of Pioneer 1 as a commemoration of their landing, but this he could not believe) and he quickly produced a small pistol from his left leg hatch with his remaining un-afflicted arm. Hot photon energy buzzed through the cool air creating waves of moisture as it flew to strike its' target right between the eyes. It did not seem to affect the lumbering beast in the slightest.

It suddenly looked as if it were about to vomit, Dusk moved out of cover to try and take advantage of the situation but then came something vulgar. A huge ball of pure decay flew from the beast’s jaws, it smelled of death and somehow Dusk knew this would be what it would bring. It struck his left leg, and instantly it rusted away as if it were as ancient as the rest of the planets relics, Dusk fell backwards into an unseen well, covered by undergrowth and he remembered no more. Darkness engulfed him, his screaming sensors faded-through one by one. Darkness he thought would be his reckoning for a crime he had not committed.

wow .... just wow

cool-i like how you implemented the Damage and Confuse traps into the story.

Lol, I didn't say what they were and people know what I'm talking about! I must be good...

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Chapter 3: Forgotten metal

Decades passed, broken metal lay long forgotten in the shelter of a secret well, but it would not survive undiscovered for much longer.

Special ops teams had been sent out by the head of office at pioneer 2. These teams were designed to be support groups for hunters and were christened the Rangers, they favoured ranged weaponry and were far more understanding of machines and the way they worked than any 'Hack n' slash' hunter.

They were mechanics, snipers, and the heavy artillery. One such special ops team had been sent out to salvage technology developed by Pioneer 1 that may be able to help in the war effort. There was a war, a war in the deep and little of the events unfolding underneath them the ranger scout group the 'hell hawks' knew. All they knew was they had received a faint signal from some kind of shelter in the forest.

Scope was slowly passing a pair of broken gates; behind him were Warhawk and Finchy. Scope brushed one hand through his hair and gazed back into Warhawks' visor. "Picking anything up back there?" he bellowed. "The situation appears to be stable sir" responded Warhawk in a metallic voice. Finchy took her rifle from her back and held it up to her good eye. "I don't like the feel of this, sir, we have already lost one of our team so far and I'm not about to let us loose another." They wandered into a dense area of undergrowth with a few shrubs and odd scraping marks in the ground.

The more the team studied the area, the more confusing things became. Finchy spotted a dead plant that seemed to have just given up on life; decay reeked from its bone like branches reaching up towards the sky as if in protest to an unstoppable force.

"Blimey!" murmured Scope. "Look here Hawk, there's a photon mark on this wall, it's kinda slanted though. Looks like a ricochet!" there was a thunderous roar, birds spiralled into the thick sky in desertion of their homes and silence was kept a few moments longer. A giant monstrosity suddenly reaping through the forest charged straight at Warhawk, he went down in under a few seconds. Scope opened his comlink with Pioneer 2 and screamed into the mike "Man down man down! No, Harle I don't give a crap if it was 'only the android' we're not getting into one of these bullshit arguments now just get me support or I'll court marshal you myself when I get back!" then, he took three flat metal disks from his utility pouch and flung them onto the floor in the rough shape of a triangle, there was a moments whirring and suddenly bright, beautiful lights sprung forth from the forest floor.

From the light a shadowy figure emerged, calm at first his technical force gauntlet plain on his right hand with the emblem of the house of science clearly imprinted on it. His red fiery robe contrasted sharply with the pale skin of his face and his mud brown hair, medium in length. There was a thunder crack and lightning cascaded from the sky striking the brute in the chest and sending it reeling backwards.

Warhawk, who had by now found his feet, picked up his guided rocket system (prototype 'Inferno') and blasted the monstrosity in the head. Suddenly, it opened its jaws and out came the force of decay. "Not this time you ugly son of a bitch" said the mysterious force. He clasped his hands together and released a giant flow of purple energy easily equal to the hildebears own attempts to master the arts of death. It swallowed up the ball of decay and hurled it full on into the the monster. A gut wrenching, ear splitting, in-human sound pierced through the night like a white hot knife through black butter. The monster later to become known as the 'Hildetorr' dissolved on the spot, and the last anyone saw of the creature were the two black recesses where its' eyes should have been.

"I'll continue to the salvaging site while you mop up here" said Finchy and with that she was gone.

must be? MUST BE!?....... as if!.....
u aint just good.... your AWSOME!

yeah... keep em coming man!