"I WON'T DIE HERE!!" the frightened Hunter said, he frantically got up and dashed out of the boulders cover. His boots smashing against the fragile snow surface, "CONNER! DON'T!" his friend called out a desperate plea in a attempt to stop his dear friend. But alas, his cry was in vain, the Devil-Walker deactivates it's main cannon, it's fierce red-beam vanishing. It moves it's heavy legs into a new position, we can feel the ground shake as it re-adjusts it's massive frame. I can hear it warm up it's quad-Arc cannons, Vwoooomm! The electric sound rings in my ears, I look at the fleeing Hunter and my eyes widen in absolute horror. WAM! WAM! WAM! WAM! The cannon unleashes a flurry of Arc bolts at Conner. BWOOOM!!! The bolts hit the intended target, an agonized scream followed suite. "ARGGGHHHAAAAAA!!!!" was the last sound made, we watched as he disintegrated, his shadow slowly tearing apart. "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!" the other Hunter cried, his hands curling up in the snow. Thump! A flying object falls at our feet, we all look in horror. It was Conner's arm... what was left of it. It was torn right off, with blood still seeping from the veins. It only had three fingers, the rest were snapped backwards or bent like a 'Z'. Izana almost threw up, grabbing her mouth, I saw tears well-up in her eyes. The Hunter had his head down, and said nothing. The Commander still firing at the approaching Fallen, frantically trying to buy time for EVAC. But what was I doing? I just sat there, staring at the disembodied arm. All sort of thoughts ran through my mind, "WE CAN'T ESCAPE THE FALLEN! WE'LL DIE HERE LIKE HIM! WE CAN'T FIGHT THEM!" all those thoughts came to a halt. I clenched my fist in furious anger, my teeth were clenched so tight that they could break. My eyes had a raging fire within them, only one thought ran through my mind... I would get vengeance for my comrade. "Commander!" I say, he quickly ducks behind the boulder. "I don't remember giving you the order to speak-" I cut him off immediately. "BY THE TRAVERLER'S LIGHT, WILL YOU JUST SHUT THE H*LL UP!!!" I scream. The Commander stops talking, I'm betting he's surprised that his Cadet ordered him to stay his voice. I exhale, and continue on with that I was trying to say. "I'll buy you all some time... just make sure you just get out of here" I say. "What?! Cadet! You did not have the right to make the call!" the Commander replies. "There's no other choice!" I exclaim, "Everyone will die unless we have a diversion!" I count my spare ammo reserves, I still have 3 Auto-Rifle clips left. I put my helmet back on, blood spatters still staining the visor. "Josh, what exactly are you going to do?" Izana asks, "I'm sorry... I wish I got to know you better..." is the only thing I think of to say. She realizes it's a goodbye, "WAIT! DON'T!" Too late, I grab my rifle and leap over the boulder. I open fire on a group of Fallen Dregs, my rifle's automatic firing quickly puts them all down, Ether spilling out of the bulletholes. I quickly swoop up one of the Shock-Knives, I see a Vandal taking aim with it's Wire-Rifle. I sprint full speed into it, stabbing the knife into it's neck. I slammed it into the ground, Ether squirting out of the neck wound. I quickly retract the knife, and continue to stab it, screaming out in anger. The Fallen are running towards me, desperately trying to fire upon me with their rifles. I roll off the deceased Vandal, into cover. I fire at the group, killing a few Vandals and Dregs, their bodies fling backwards into a fetal position in the snow. "GRAAAGHHH!!!" A Fallen Captain sneaked up on me, swinging it's sword horizontally. I do a risky maneuver, I duck under the attack and plant my rifle's barrel into it's stomach. "DIE!!!" I bellow, I hold down the trigger and don't let go. Bullets eviscerating the Fallen's flesh, until it's a Ether covered pulp. I evade the rest of the Fallen's shots and reload my Auto rifle. The Fallen Walker takes a shot at me with it's main-cannon, an explosion erupts behind me. BOOOOM!!! I fly forward, face first into the snow. My visor cracks, distorting the HUD, my rifle flies into the snow. Pain pangs against my body, I think I broke a few ribs. I throw off my helmet, it skips through the snow until finding a resting point. I managed to get the strength to get up, my right arm is limp and my knees tremble. Scratch that, I think I may have broken my arm as well as my ribs. The Fallen approach, acknowledging the fact that I'm in no condition to fight anymore. The Walker stomps it's feet, it approaches until it's close enough to fire. The red-beam moving across the white snow until landing on my blood-covered forehead. "Well?! What are you *ssholes waiting for?! KILL ME ALREADY!!!" I scream. The Fallen laugh, they find my last attempt at being brave humorous. I close my eyes, accepting my fate, I let a single tear roll down my cheek. It travels down my blood-stained face, soon, making a splash against the snow, being absorbed. I remember much happier times, when I lived with parents in the City. I remember my Father read me a story when I was 5, what was it called again? It's been so long... I can't recall. "The Law of the Jungle..." I hear echo in my ear. "This is the Law of the Jungle... as old... and as true as the sky..." I hear again, I remember now. The time my Father read that story rushes through my mind. "The wolf that shall keep it... may prosper... but the wolf that shall break it... must die" The Walker's cannon starts to hum, a low orange hue builds up. "The strength of the pack... is the wolf..." The Cannon starts to roar to life. "And the strength of the wolf... is the pack..." I open my eyes in fierce determination, I stand up straight, no longer limping. A bright purple haze builds up around me, my broken arm snaps back into place. BWWWOOOOOM!!! The cannon fires it's shot, I sprint forward. The Fallen jump back at my action, seemingly surprised I'm taking the shot head-on. Seconds before the shot makes contact, I turn my head to the right, dodging it by mere seconds. The ground behind explodes, the Fallen terribly confused. The Devil Walker is steaming, it's built up to much heat. It lays on the ground and exposes it's reactor, now's my chance! I sprint full speed at the Walker's head, too fast for the other Fallen to get a sense of what I'm about to do. I take a daring move, I jump on the front on the Walker and use it to propel myself upwards. I put all my energy in the jump, I'm able to get 5-feet above all my enemies. The purple haze is getting even brighter, and brighter, until all the Fallen are blinded. I hold my right hand out, purple-energy swirling around it. I don't what I'm about to do, but whatever it is, I have no other alternatives. The energy builds up into a bright purple ball, I pull my arm back and let out a war-cry. "ARRGGHHHAAAAAAHHH!!!!" I thrust my arm at the Fallen, the landscape erupts into a fiery purple explosion. The Fallen screech and cry as their bodies melt within the void, the Walker explodes, shrapnel flying everywhere. I just fired a Novabomb! I can't believe it! My victory is bittersweet, my vision is going hazy, and my body is numb. I fall down to Earth, crashing into the snow. THUMP! I'm lying down on my back, I'm surrounded by ash and flame. I hope that Izana and that Hunter jerk made it out in time. "Oh, well..." I gasp, nothing I can do anymore, I die for my friends... I die a Guardian, and that's all I ever asked for... (Posting next segment in comments because it won't let me post it because it's so long... =_=)