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Edited by Dr Shim: 11/27/2014 3:54:50 PM
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The Guardian's Story: #2- Trouble in Old Russia.

*Location, Earth, Old Russia, Outside of abandoned warehouse.* "It's too dark in here, do you see any lights Ghost?" The guardian asks while scanning the room. "Hold on, Guardian." The ghost turns on his light, immediately filling a portion of the room with light. "Oh... Much better. This place looks tore up. Could what we have heard been something just collapsing? Nothing looks very stable." "It could be, but what would've caused the damages?" "Well what are the Fallen capable of?" "You'll learn Guardian...you'll learn." "What's that supposed to mean?" A noise erupts from father into the room. The two are startled and step back. "What the hell was that, Ghost?" "I couldn't really tell, but we need to get you armed." "That sounds like a great idea, but do you see anything around that could be used as a weapon?" "...Can you throw a knife?" Ghost says as he shifts his light to a corner with a old rusted blade on the floor. "You'll learn Ghost... You'll learn." The guardian chuckles. The two move to the blade. The guardian picks it up and runs it across the wall. "It seems sharp enough to atleast do damage." "I'll find you better gear latter Guardian. Let's worry about finding out what the noise came from." "Alright." Ghost shifts his light infront of them. They continue onward into the building. The guardian plays with the knife in his hands, flipping it in the air every couple of seconds. "So, are the Fallen armed?" "Always. They have a vast arsenal of weaponry." "Like wha-" The Guardian's sentence gets cut off by a growling noise. A Fallen Dreg walks out from the shadows. "What the hell is that?" "A Dreg, kill it!" The Dreg roars a battle cry and rushes at the guardian. The guardian is tackled to the ground. "F--k!" The guardian shouts as he hits the ground and his knife slides away. "Get the hell off of me!" He pushes the Dreg off of him. The Dreg growls. "Ghost, where's my knife?" "Behind you." The guardian rushes to the knife, the Dreg jumps towards him. The guardian picks up the blade and swings it behind him, slicing the Dregs face. The Dreg squeals. "Aim for the head guardian, aim for the head!" The guardian punches the Dreg in his head, then thrusts the knife into its gut. The Dreg falls backwards as the guardian removes the knife. "Die motherf--ker!" The guardian shouts as he throws the knife into the Fallen Dreg's face. The enemy lets out a final gasp as it falls backwards. The guardian pants, calming down after the fight. "F--k... I need something other than a knife Ghost." "Well let's raid this building, we will find you something." The duo look around. "Eyes up, Guardian. I found a source of power. Give me a few minutes and I'll get us some light." "Alright, Ghost." A few minutes pass by as the Guardian's sifts through garage. The lights flicker on. "That's much better. Thanks, Ghost" Ghost returns to the Guardian and they walk to the back of the building. "What's that over there, Ghost?" "That's a loot cache guardian, open it!" The duo makes their way over to the chest and the guardian opens it, finding new gear. "Well this is better than a knife."

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