Author's Note: This little short story starts ten minutes before Jacinto's fall. Aasera Fenix, much younger sister to THE Marcus Fenix, stays behind long enough to help out remaining civilian's and ends up separated from her fellow Gears. Fair warning, though some parts are canon with the story of Gears; other parts are made up of my own ideas. Some may think this is a little farfetched of a story, but that's why it's called FanFiction, because not everything is canon related.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gears of War or Epic Games.

Disturbing Revelations

By Ghedea

Chapter One – Jacinto's Fall

Day of Jacinto Evacuation, Ten minutes to its fall.

There was no doubt about it, Aasera Fenix had some sort of a death wish as she gruffly ordered Gettner to swoop down and drop her off at the nearby KR landing. "Are you fucking crazy girl?!" the female pilot spat as she made a devastating swoop to narrowly miss a Reaver, "You have less than ten minutes left! Jacinto is going to become a god damn swimming pool!"

Sera stood silently at the edge of the Raven, her hand gripping onto the overhead railing as tightly as possible. "I don't care…" she said in a tone that matched that of her brother's. It was one of those 'I don't give a fuck what you think so just drop me off' tones. Honey-brown eyes surveyed the damage, her heart literally threatening to jump out of her throat at what she saw. There were men, women, and children all running for their lives down ancient streets in a fruitless attempt to survive.

"This is as low as I can go, girl. I swear to God, if you get killed Marcus will have my ass on a silver platter and offer me to the remaining Locusts!" Gettner announced roughly as she hovered over the tiny area, "I'll watch your back as much as I can, but you had better get your ass out of Jacinto as quickly as possible!"

The Gear turned her head a little to give Gettner a strong nod before jumping out of the KR unit, her booted feet landing firmly against broken concrete. She had less than ten minutes to direct everyone out as fast as possible before the inevitable happened. Right now Marcus, Dom, and Baird had their own mission of blasting the structure below Jacinto with a bomb. She had no clue what was going on because their comms had failed once they made it underground. Contrary to popular belief, Aasera didn't have a death wish; she just wanted to get civilians out to safety. Jumping into the nearby truck, she twisted the key in the ignition and shifted into gear to take off down the bumpy street.

"Boss, what the hell…?!" Jerome barked into the comms, sounding a little distraught over the fact that his superior took off without the rest of her squad, "We'll come and help you!"

"NO!" she spat as she roughly pushed down on the acceleration pedal, "There's not enough time for you to land and reach me." The last thing she wanted was for her entire unit to go down just because she felt the need to save just a few more lives. Wind gusted through the open window, causing strands of ebony to whip against her cheeks. It was chilling to the bone; a sure sign that winter was already in place. They were all going to have a terrible time adjusting to Port Farrell.

The next concerned voice came as a shock to Sera as she veered around a street corner towards the gates of Jacinto, "You're being stupid…you can't honestly hope to save people as well as save yourself!"

The voice belonged to her new recruit Lisa Evans. The two females hadn't gotten along with each other since the Corporal had joined Sierra squad, or rather, Lisa had some reason to hate her superior and Sera was never actually able to find out why. It was surely a surprise to hear this woman voice her concern, but who was she to question it. "I have no plans on dying, Lisa. I'm a Fenix; we're stubborn as hell even on the brink of death." She said, and she believed it wholeheartedly, "Keep the boys in line, Evans. I need you to do that for me, okay? I'm not ordering, I'm asking as a comrade and not your superior."

Corporal Evans felt a lump in her throat as she spoke, "Of course…just don't keep us waiting, okay?"

Satisfied with the outcome, Sera veered around another street corner until she came to a stop where a group of survivors stood by. Pressing her foot to the brake, the Sergeant stepped out of the truck and made her way to the back of it to open up the hatch. "Get in!" she ordered. The truck could hold a maximum of thirty people comfortably; she was going for thirty-five, maybe forty with how small some of the children were.

One by one they entered into the back, thanking her as they climbed inside and seated themselves. Peering down at her watch, she made a soft 'Tch' sound as she slammed the hatch up and locked it in place. "Better hold on…we don't have much time left." She ordered as she made her way into the front and slid inside to see a fellow Gear sitting in the passenger seat. "What the hell are you doing here?" she questioned, in shock mind you.

The man stuttered a few times as he watched her swiftly get the truck into gear and take off towards the main gates leading out of Jacinto. "My squad…" he stuttered again and bowed his helmeted head, "the Locusts…"

He didn't have to say any further, she understood. His squad had been annihilated by the Locusts in a half ditch attempt to take out the towers at the main fortress. A sigh escaped as she nodded her head, eyes occasionally peering down at the time on her watch. Adrenaline kicked in as the time started ticking down to the last minute and as she rushed to the main gates, she only had ten seconds left before the bomb was to go off.

The truck came to a complete halt just outside of Jacinto, they were well enough away, but something was nagging at her. Sera got out of the truck and looked back to see a few kids, an older brother and younger sister, making their way to the gate. She could feel a rumble beneath her booted feet and was spurned into action before she even thought of the consequences of said actions.

To make her pursuit faster, the female started unbuckling the gear strapped to her body until she was left in nothing but her boots and the body glove of a suit she wore beneath the gear and shoved it into the truck's cab. Her ponytail bobbed and weaved roughly behind her head as she took off into a desperate sprint to reach the kids. For some reason they reminded her of Marcus and she, from a time that they never got to experience together as children. The winter air made her hitch in desperate breath, causing vapor to expend from her mouth as she ignored the painful hitch at her side.

All of Jacinto rumbled and shook violently as the structure beneath started to heavily give way. The children were crying as she came up to them. She pulled the little boy so that he was hooked to her back with his arms around her neck. "Do not let go, you understand?" she muttered, satisfied as he gave her a silent nod. Snatching the little girl off the ground, Aasera booked it back to the truck just as the ground around her started to cave in. Eyes narrowed upon her fellow Gear as he stood at the passenger side of the truck. Placing the little girl down, she instructed her to run as fast as her tiny legs could carry her and readied to do the same thing with the girl's brother when the tiling beneath her feet slid and buckled before it eventually gave way.

The Gear snatched up the little girl and placed her inside with the other civilians. A few men jumped out of the back of the truck and stormed over to where Sera had once been. When they reached the edge they saw her clinging on with one hand while the other had a firm grasp on the crying boy.

It had happened suddenly, the way the ground just caved in and swallowed her damn near whole. Honey eyes peered up to see the men hovering there with their arms outstretched in an attempt to grab her. She could already feel her fingers slipping as she pulled her hand grasping onto the boy's with all her strength. "Crawl on me…" she shouted, trying as she might to help him up. Thankfully he listened and crawled his way up along Sera's body until one of the men above managed to grab him. Eyes closed as she exhaled, unable to hold on any longer even as her fellow Gear reached down to grab her hand. All she managed to get out before the water swept her away was, "Go to Port Farrell!"

He didn't know what to do, his eyes wide with fear and angst as he cried out her rank, "Sergeant!!" No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find her. The rush of ocean water seemed to have swallowed her completely with its rage. All he could do now was get to Port Farrell and hope that the comms would pick up his distress call as he tried to report it in.