Chapter One: The Seige

 

 

 

The Bitter Coldness of space sent a chill down Commander Joshua's Spine. He gripped his SMG Machine gun close as he hung on by a pole on the Drop-Ship. The year was 2255, And all hell had broke lose. The earth was now United to stand against the forces of The invading Griffons. The Griffons were fierce, Never surrendered, and Contained much strength towards destroying humanity. Their Beasts that they unleased ripped apart men in an Instant, Their weapons and Number of Armed Men increased by the day. An Elite miliatary this was. The dropship was near destanation and the men stood up and prepared for what was to happen to them. Captain Joshua Glanced at his men, It was hard to see with only one light that was a shade of dark red. There were Ten units sitting down with their Battle-Rifles at Hand. All ten men dressed in the same Uniform. A Black Gas mask type helmet, Black vests with a belt, and Black tight pants with black shoes. Joshua Took the cigar out of his mouth and blew the smoke towards a solider who was shaking vigourisly. He started too look at all of the men who were sitting on two benches opposite sides of each other. Five men at each. Most looked ready, A Few scared, and one puking in a bag.

 

 

 

"You." Captain Joshua pointed at the soilder puking in the bag.

 

 

 

He wiped his mouth off "Yes, Sir?" he stated nervously.

 

 

 

Joshua blew some smoke out from his cigar once more.

 

 

 

"What's your name?"

 

 

 

The soilder started to shake

 

 

 

"Private Dorris Figly, sir."

 

 

 

"This the first time you've been on a space-ride?"

 

 

 

The soilder nodded his head.

 

 

 

"Buckle Up," Joshua's cigar in his mouth gave him an accent "Because, It's going to be alot more bumpier."

 

 

 

The soilder looked away and started to puke in the bag.

 

 

 

"Damn It! You got puke on my shoe!" Someone yelled.

 

 

 

"A Few minutes Until Impact, Commander." A voice over the ship intercom stated.

 

 

 

"Alright listen Up ladies!" Joshua said "We're currently above space perimeter Alpha Two, So We're pretty far off of Earth's barrier. Our mission is too Confont Aeonn and Take her down from the inside. We will be meeting up with Two other Divisions at the rally point, so we won't be alone. Once we get inside the control room located here, We can plant the C19's in the Control Room. Captain Fienrir will be meeting up there with his squad, while Charlie squad will be defending the control room."

 

 

 

The Ship started to rattle and Bump as it started to slow down towards its destonation. Captain Joshua started to speak up louder.

 

 

 

"Once we plant the bombs, We have only three minutes to get out. That means we have to run like hell back the ship, But remember, We don't go back until we complete the mission, Understood?"

 

 

 

The men stood up and Soluted. "SIR YES SIR!"

 

 

 

Sir, One minute until destanation.

 

 

 

"Alright then, Get ready! We're about too land soon."

 

 

 

Private Banks stood up from the seat.

 

 

 

"Let's kick some [wagon]!"

 

 

 

The ship stopped, and A loud creaking noise meant the door was opening. You could hear growling and screaming noises from the other side. Aeonn was the biggest Artillerey Griffon Ship around Alpha two, It was very large, and destroyed everything in its path.

 

 

 

The Door opened.

 

 

 

Commander Joshua dove out of Drop-Ship and onto Aeonn's floor. A tentacle from down the hall had just missed him and Struck Private banks in the chest. He cried and pain and the tentacle drug him around the corner as he screamed and tried to hold onto the floor. In a matter of seconds, Private banks was devoured by the beast. It hopped around the corner and screeched as it spit blood out.

 

 

 

"LASHER, BRING IT DOWN!"

 

 

 

Joshua Began to shoot at it, hitting it several times, as the bullets behind from the men. The lasher dropped to the ground dead after a few seconds. Lasher's were Griffon's about Six foot five Inches, Containing Grusome Large teeth, A slimy complexion, and Three sharp tentacles appearing from it's back. They hunger for flesh, and Devour everything they can find. They're quick in agility, but can be brought down easily. Commander Joshua wiped the sweat off of his head.

 

 

 

LET'S MOVE!

 

 

 

The squad started to run cauotuisly down the long alleyway. Joshua stopped at the corner as he shook his head in shame. Private Banks was ripped apart into pieces and blood streaked everywhere. The men shook their heads as they walked by and continued to move forward. There was a four way intersection that was divided later down in the hallway. The men split up and went different directions. Each hallway was about Twenty feet long and Ten feet wide and filled with Lights.

 

 

 

Joshua and a private started to walk down the door, when the door slammed behind them. They both turned around and looked around cautouisly.

 

 

 

BANG! The marine slammed into the door with his body.

 

 

 

"Damn! It won't open!" he said.

 

 

 

"Move!" Commander Joshua Unloaded a full ammo clip into the door and nothing.

 

 

 

"Damn, It looks like we're stuck here!"

 

 

 

"You think the rest of the squad has the same problem?" Asked the marine.

 

 

 

"Probably, These Griffon security procedures are ridcolous." Joshua sat down against the wall. "We'll have to wait until security recongnizes us as not a threat, But until then, we're going to have to wait here."

 

 

 

Red light appeared from the ground, At least six of them, Flashing red lights lit up the room.

 

 

 

WARNING! WARNING! INTRUDERS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED IN THE FACILITY! ELEMINATION PROCESS ENABLED!

 

 

 

AH S**T GET DOWN!

 

 

 

Commander Joshua tackled the private. Soon as they landed on the ground; a large sawblade was thrown across just missing the private.

 

 

 

"DON'T TOUCH THE WALLS AND STAY LOW, GOT IT? BE PREPARED FOR ANYTHING!"

 

 

 

The private shook his head.

 

 

 

A buzzing sound from the ceiling getting closer and closer started to head towards joshua. A saw blade connected onto a metal pip appeared from the cieling spinning fast zipped across the room sideways. Joshua ducked and the blade stuck in the wall of the door. The private dropped his gun and stayed low.

 

 

 

Boom!

 

 

 

Bullets started to appear in a line towards the marine from the ground. Little slots in the ground compressed bullets. He started to run fast, but they caught up to him. Two bullets hit him in the leg and he fell screaming in pain. Joshua ran over to him.

 

 

 

"HANG IN THERE! C'MON SOILDER, GET UP!"

 

 

 

Joshua started to pick he soilder up from the floor as he cried in pain. Another buzzing sound, but this time from the wall. Joshua jumped as two saw-blades from each end of the wall ran to the other end fast. The private was cut into two pieces. He lied on the ground dead. Joshua came to his feet as he heard buzzing noises from all different directions. Six saw blades came running fast at him. There was no way out of this one. Joshua closed his eyes and waited for death as the loud buzzing noise was less than a second away, ripping him to pieces. The noise stopped and Joshua opened his eyes. The blades had stopped an inch away from his body, and the red lights shut off. The door behind him opened.

 

 

 

"Well, Well, Well. Commander Joshua." A voice behind him said.

 

 

 

"And just who and the hell are you?!"

 

 

 

"The name's Commander Fienrir. I believe you owe me one!"

Quite excellent, my faith in you is very well placed...

 

 

 

Shall Sephiroth King be next? Then me? Introducing the villain of this story! Genesis! ha ha ha!

Pretty good, but there were lots of grammar erros, and random capitalizations (:-s).

 

 

 

This one stood out to me the most:

 

 

 

A lot more bumpier

 

 

 

That's redundant, and it sounds horrible. Apart from that and a few more small errors here and there, the only real problem was that random capitalization. Try typing it in a word processor first, it should help you fix those kinds of things.

Quite excellent, my faith in you is very well placed...

 

 

 

Shall Sephiroth King be next? Then me? Introducing the villain of this story! Genesis! ha ha ha!

 

 

 

Thanks, And It doesn't matter who goes next. Post at anytime!

 

 

 

Pretty good, but there were lots of grammar erros, and random capitalizations (:-s).

 

 

 

This one stood out to me the most:

 

 

 

A lot more bumpier

 

 

 

That's redundant, and it sounds horrible. Apart from that and a few more small errors here and there, the only real problem was that random capitalization. Try typing it in a word processor first, it should help you fix those kinds of things.

 

 

 

Yeah, I know. I kind of rushed through it since I accidently deleted it, But next time I will.

Genesis closed his eyes, the targets arrayed in front of him. He didn't appear to move, blow the three farthest targets away with his cannister rifle, he blinked out of visible sight for a nanosecond, and the other two targets were slashed apart. He stood looking at the damage.

 

 

 

"Excellent, sir, accurate and deadly as always."

 

 

 

"Of course." Genesis pressed a button on his gun and the blade at the nozzle of the gun disappeared. "I trust we are being attacked? It has been too long without one."

 

 

 

"Yes sir, they took the bait quite easily, when will the fleets be back?" The big and dangerous looking Griffon soldier inclined his head. Genesis smiled, an obvious question, and he would wait to answer it, as if he had to remember.

 

 

 

"In one hour, and no, there is no possible way for them to overwhelm us in that time. Be easy, but wary, you're a good soldier and my second, its a hard job in your position, but the rewards!" Genesis closed his hand into a fist.

 

 

 

"Of course sir, when you take over the military leadership of the Griffon fleets and armies?"

 

 

 

"When else?" Genesis, through the crescent moon that framed the eye and half a mouth of his face. He chose this armor because it was supposedly cursed with ambition. He felt it fitted him very well. It was blue, with gold trim and highlights, most notably, it had a golden cross where the nose, mouth and eye holes should be. His hands had gauntlets of a strange golden metal, not gold or iron pyrite, but something else lost to the metallurgists of his planet.

 

 

 

His second in command left, and he slung his gun across his shoulder. Unlike most weapons used by any faction in the war, it was like a rifle, but had an opening at the end for a bazooka shell. Its ammo was a type of cannister that exploded on contact, there were many kinds, but Genesis kept the normal ones, he was too powerful for anything more. The higher ups forbid him from upgrading. He had, however, added a sword to the end of the gun, allowing him for close range combat, at which he was feared.

 

 

 

He went into the next room and flicked around the channels, looking at the invading marines. So foolish! HA! He noticed, to a little disturbance, that one of the marine platoons had made it out of a particularly dangerous trap and was helping other marines do the same. He frowned, time to fix that...

 

 

 

Genesis flipped a switch here, pressed a button here, and dared any marine to figure out a way out of that level. It would take a lot of explosives to get into the next level up, and it would be impossible to get to the next one, but, by that time, the fleet would return, completely destroy the armada above him, and would win the day, and if they didn't, he would do it himself.

 

 

 

Suddenly, the alarm went off, and he ran to the nearby podium and bowed down, cursing all the way. The lights flickered and dimmed, and an imposing figure appeared before him.

 

 

 

"Greetings! Genesis, 5th rank in the army, favored fighter!"

 

 

 

"Stop praising me and get to the meat of the subject. I'm currently directing my forces here to kill the marine invaders, 1st rank, and the human pestilence shall fall if things go to my plan."

 

 

 

"PLAN?!?! Hek hek hek! You? Sure... listen, we, 1st-4th rank, plan, you just command forces were too busy to rule. THAT is your job. Continue with the defense, I expect victory, 5th rank, 1st rank out."

 

 

 

Genesis waited a full minute to get up, even if they did not show proper respect to him, he would do all the obeisances that was required of him by the military. He stood, inwardly seething, treating like a junior officer! Such inappropriate decorum for a leader! If only he was the 1st rank...

 

 

 

He shook his head, one victory at a time... Ah! the fleets arrived ahead of schedule, no matter, the affect will be the same.

 

 

 

"I hope they are prepared to die."

 

 

 

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okay, Sephiroth King's turn...

My message was sent, and it was quite clear. If you didn't receive it, Ozzy or Xewleehr, read it here:

 

 

 

:evil: I wish you would have...Well, told me you were starting this, guys!!! :cry:

 

 

 

I checked it this morning, impressive, I like it, but it trailed from the title completely...And I thought I was going to start.

 

 

 

Bloodlust Hollows is based off of one part of the Dirge, near the ending of the entire story, therefore I forgot the title would be unacceptable. (SPOILERS) So I can't use any heroes from that story at all (i.e., Ren, Vincent)...

 

 

 

Ugh, what's even more depressing is the fact that I wrote my part last night, but it had SPOILERS, big time. Basically, I wasn't paying any attention to the Dirge, therefore a Sin in writing. (A Sin because I ignored my current story, which is precious to an author...) I trashed that copy, and looking at your parts negates any thinking of writing...It has the futuristic feel...

 

 

 

I must resign, we didn't delve deep enough at all...We didn't discuss the genre, which made a huge conflict, my story is past, no guns, yours has...Guns. Unless we discuss the genre together, let alone where the story is going...I will not allow the title to be called Bloodlust Hollows, nor will I be writing. I'm sorry if this is EXTREMELY negative, but we didn't work as a team in our first stage; no discussion means the story will fail and crash. If you choose to continue, I will not mind, I'll be a bystander and read. But I expect the title to be off if you continue without me.

 

 

 

Good luck,

 

 

 

Sephiroth_King

 

 

 

 

This is truly depressing to me, but I will not allow for a story to be done without a better discussion first. I don't want our story to be crazed and mixed up. So either continue without me and remove the title, OR we'll discuss it. Either way, it's up to the both of you.

 

 

 

Sorry to the readers, especially to Xewleehr and Ozzy. I hate disappointing people, but this trails from the name. To futuristic for what I was going to write, and then it negates what I was gonna write because of SPOILERS to my current story. :cry:

okay... you're right... I'll keep it up until we come up with something better... Sorry, got excited... though, I thought we said... you know... we should talk a bit... sorry...

Alright, I PMED Sk. He said it was alright and was going to add onto it later. There was a bit of a confusion there.