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Author: Mech beta
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**Note: Most of this story is from the perspective of Nemesis troops, and the "arresting" part of CoH is not applied, more of a kill thing..**
I thought this nightmare would never end...
We were standing there, guarding Lord Nemesis's new project, something about a massive laser. I never will understand our Lord's intentions..
We were ordered by our Lieutenant to continue moving to the selected location of our newest place of action. Thats when all *heck* broke loose...
Our lieutenant vanished from view, in a flash of white lights...(tp foe) Then we saw him...falling 10 story's up from a building, flames blazing out of his uniform...
We panicked, everyone was staring into the sky as our commanding officer landed in front of us, waiting for another attack...or watching for who would be next...
Some of us could not control ourselves, and began to run..thats when what appeared to be a demon appeared in our path..
I recognized him for the posters at HQ, he was Burnt Scar....
Nothing much is known about him, just that he isn't the talkative type, and is not one for arresting people..
His samurai helmet was blazing with flames, and his dark gaze set its sights on the man next to me. I gave a silent prayer for him, hoping we could outmatch him. If only I could bring myself to move, my legs trembling in fear...It seemed that was the case for everyone.
His hands began to ignite with fire, and it reflected off his other worldly black armor, and he let loose a volley of fire, incinerating the man next to me and others around me..
Finally someone took action and attempted to raise his gun to shoot, but he was set ablaze before he could pull the trigger. It appeared I was the only one left, I hoped I would be the one he questioned, and not suffer my troops fate...I was wrong..
He grabbed me with his hard glove and lifted me off my feat. In fear I dropped my gun, unable to breath it seemed. He just stared at me, and I closed my eyes preparing for the worse.
A sniper from another troop appeared in the side of my eye. He fired, and hit him dead on. Scar turned to him, obviously angered and flew to him. All I could see was the man choking on smoke, then exploding in flames. I turned and bolted away..
My name is Micheal Candelarino, and I am a survivor..
To be continued...
Meh a little cheesy, but hey, its my first try at an article..hope ya like =D
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