Post by asher on Aug 1, 2015 15:23:08 GMT -8
Since this part of the forum is kinda like my brain child lets get this bad boy rolling. Here is a little short story I was thinking of for awhile now since I became more engrossed into Destiny's story
Let me know what you guys think!!!
The air was thick with more than just the dust as we stood, the last vanguard against a sea of fallen.
Fear is a diseases that holds no care for silence and subtlety, you could feel its presence as it spread throughout the ranks.
We all felt it, after all it is only normal to want to flee and hide like a child as you watch death descend upon you, I wonder
about the EXO standing next to me, is fear programmed into his kind, could he taste it like the rest of us could, but at this point...did it matter?
We would all more than likely die here today, but we cannot run, we cannot fail, if we do then the city...my friends...my family...
its a thought I cannot bear to think of, those are the thoughts of a dead man and I am far from dead.
I force the rest of the unnecessary thoughts from my head but before I could even blink the crack of a Devil Walkers cannon forces my attention forward.
It hit before I could even register what had happened, the EXO next to me is no longer there, a piece of his armour sticking out my shoulder is the only evidence of him ever existing.
then it hits me, the pain...oh Traveller the pain...it was a thousand times worse than anything I have ever experienced, shooting throughout my entire body from my shoulder
maybe the armour shrapnel was bigger than it had appeared.
A cry rang out, loud and terrible, fuelled by rage and hate, so loud that it drowned out the sound of the Fallen charge and to my surprise it came from me, the pain was gone, the agony no more
all that was left was desperation and hate. I don't know who charged forward at first, was it me or the last vanguard, but we were all in full sprint, the first Dreg came into sight and vanished as my shoulder connected to him leaving him dead and
trampled under the feet of thousands of titans, I threw my flash grenade into the sea of body and armour, and leaped forward coming down with Fist of Havoc leaving a Walker as nothing more than speaks of dust unto the floor, a stupid move, I left
myself open for the Vandals and Dregs something they are all to aware of as they turned and attacked me from all sides, but before a single blade or Wire Rifle round can hit me, he descended from the skies as if sent by the Traveller himself, Saint-
14 fell beside me casting Ward of Dawn, blinding every blade Vandal that jumped into the ward and blocking every shot. Without a second glance he was gone, rushing into the thickest of combats, but a second later i heard their cry and the flashes
of light from their Shrapenal Lunchers, the Fallen Captains had arrived, and now the battle truly begins.
That is what I got so far, any who tell me your thoughts and what you think any feedback is welcomed.
Let me know what you guys think!!!
The air was thick with more than just the dust as we stood, the last vanguard against a sea of fallen.
Fear is a diseases that holds no care for silence and subtlety, you could feel its presence as it spread throughout the ranks.
We all felt it, after all it is only normal to want to flee and hide like a child as you watch death descend upon you, I wonder
about the EXO standing next to me, is fear programmed into his kind, could he taste it like the rest of us could, but at this point...did it matter?
We would all more than likely die here today, but we cannot run, we cannot fail, if we do then the city...my friends...my family...
its a thought I cannot bear to think of, those are the thoughts of a dead man and I am far from dead.
I force the rest of the unnecessary thoughts from my head but before I could even blink the crack of a Devil Walkers cannon forces my attention forward.
It hit before I could even register what had happened, the EXO next to me is no longer there, a piece of his armour sticking out my shoulder is the only evidence of him ever existing.
then it hits me, the pain...oh Traveller the pain...it was a thousand times worse than anything I have ever experienced, shooting throughout my entire body from my shoulder
maybe the armour shrapnel was bigger than it had appeared.
A cry rang out, loud and terrible, fuelled by rage and hate, so loud that it drowned out the sound of the Fallen charge and to my surprise it came from me, the pain was gone, the agony no more
all that was left was desperation and hate. I don't know who charged forward at first, was it me or the last vanguard, but we were all in full sprint, the first Dreg came into sight and vanished as my shoulder connected to him leaving him dead and
trampled under the feet of thousands of titans, I threw my flash grenade into the sea of body and armour, and leaped forward coming down with Fist of Havoc leaving a Walker as nothing more than speaks of dust unto the floor, a stupid move, I left
myself open for the Vandals and Dregs something they are all to aware of as they turned and attacked me from all sides, but before a single blade or Wire Rifle round can hit me, he descended from the skies as if sent by the Traveller himself, Saint-
14 fell beside me casting Ward of Dawn, blinding every blade Vandal that jumped into the ward and blocking every shot. Without a second glance he was gone, rushing into the thickest of combats, but a second later i heard their cry and the flashes
of light from their Shrapenal Lunchers, the Fallen Captains had arrived, and now the battle truly begins.
That is what I got so far, any who tell me your thoughts and what you think any feedback is welcomed.
