The pain… My fingers, knees and spine… They felt as if they
were fused by molten brass… The air, the air tastes different, something odd
lingers on the breeze that flows past me and then I see it, this strange floating
cuboid…
“Eye’s up guardian!” Who, me? I pull myself to my feet, I can
hear strange calls behind me… Battle calls?
Think… Think… Where am I? Who am I? My memories are
fragmented… Ships, massive ships… A battle… So many scared people.
I… I was there… Rifle in one hand and a sword on my back
crying people behind me. I remember a searing pain in my left leg and then another
in my right shoulder… Breathing was hard, and then nothing… Until now.
What happened?
My Ghost… So weird, he’s a ghost? My Ghost tells me about the
Fallen, an alien race, one of many it turns out that want to kill me and all
mankind… Fight, Move! Eye’s up Guardian!
These Fallen are weak! Cowards who cling to the shadows. I
fight my way through this decrepit ruin. It’s good to pick up a rifle and send
these cowards back to whatever hell they fear.
You want me to fly that? No choice, I really need to get used
to this ‘transmattng’ thing! Nothing
more odd than feeling like being disassembled and then pulled back together
within seconds.
It’s beautiful, how is it that the Earth looks more serene
and alive than I ever remember? The clouds float past as we head to our
destination. The Tower, Ghost tells me, is the home of the Guardians, that is
where I will find allies, friends and resources.
I remember… I remember… My home? Long clouds, beautiful green
forests, a harbour? Where? What happened? How did I end up in Russia?
The Tower.
What a sight! Never have I seen such an amazing piece of
engineering… A castle? A city? A port?