This will be the sequel to my Fortnite Save the World stories. This story may be a bit alienating at first but it is in the fortnite setting and follows up on the story I made in Save the World Stories Superhero Arc. This isn't strictly StW and will have some BR moments in it. This chapter is more of "Catch up" and may not fit my normal style but I will make an effort to make sure it flows correctly, adding new elements while refreshing the old ones.

Night-time. Shade, cool, dangerous. That's how Jack would describe the night especially in Canny Valley. He was one of the newer arrivals to Homebase, 22, blonde and had a noticeable tan. he hated the fact that the Commander, or Banshee as she wanted to be called, ordered him and his post-apocalypse amigo Vincent; also 22, jet black messy hair and had a similar tan, on a missing person expedition. Jack looked around the barren desert and him mind wondered back to the time he met Vincent. Jack was huddling in his shelter and some wondering person staggered into the place, that person then passed out. Jack let that person have the bed that night as he felt it was the right thing to do. The person woke up the next morning and explained he found some beer left over in a near by bar and "I didn't want to forget the taste of beer. With the benefit, or the lack of hind sight I shouldn't have drunk so much, name's Vincent by the way." Jack helped him through the morning and they decided to stick together when Jack talked about his husk observations and got Vincent interested. They then turned the small shelter into a small base over the course of a few weeks. Some spikes here, a gasoline line there. Turns out Vincent was a pro at making traps and Jack had documented positions of husks and their weaknesses. Knowledge and practicality make a great mix. That's when that Raven thing found them.

Since then Jack was working as a husk theorist; behaviors, weaknesses ect. While Vincent was assigned to making and improving traps. They still talked and hung out together. Even on party nights when that red helmeted small robot acted as a DJ they hung out. However fate had different plans for them. The duo had been sent out with 4 others to find "Ray" and "Ramirez" who had mysteriously vanished. They, mainly Jack, found them in a underground Condor Corp Storage Facility. Jack would sum it up as being in a horror game but he had found plenty of documents about Chroniums; Behaviors, signs of independence, Chronium prosthetics and a bit more. He found Ramirez and Ray and led them to the surface exit. They then spent a day looking for the expedition but now they were in the home stretch back to the Canny Valley storm shield. Turns out Ray had changed slightly, she now had a Chronium body like Ramirez's as it could create a layer of fake skin. Turns out that was the reason they went there in the first place. Ray's body had blue long hair, looked around 20 years old, as old as Ray herself, and her face looked like it matched the voice, a few freckles on her cheeks, blue eyes. Something someone may expect if a blue cheerful robot had a body. She still had her old one in her backpack. As they neared the shield there was a sort of black ring on the ground that caught Jacks eye, "The hell happened here?" Ramirez turned to him "A last stand of sorts, Banshee wasn't the first Commander" Ray looked away from the area entirely and didn't comment. Jack felt an a sort of pull when he neared the area but shook it off. Now wasn't the time for more exploration. As they entered the blue dome they kept walking to the main shield. As they got near one of the giant grey panels slid up and everyone got inside, the door slid shut and blue energy filled Jacks vision.

Then they were at the teleport bay in Homebase. Banshee was waiting for them with a person in blue armor and A dude who looked as pale as a ghost. The person in armor was the first to speak, "Ray, you got a new body?" Ray nodded and it looked like she couldn't stop smiling. "Looks like it suits you." "only because you love the color blue" The pale dude responded. "Well that may have something to do with it." The pale dude smirked at armored dude. Ramirez walked up to Banshee. Banshee was the first to speak "You scarred me to death Ramirez, I though I lost you." "You would never lose me, you're not that lucky." Ramirez responded and Banshee smiled. Jack sighed, took off his backpack with all the documents inside and dropped it next to Ray then walked away to his room. Everyone in Homebase had a personal room, well it wasn't perfect but he would take it over nothing. "Hey Jack!" Jack turned around and Vincent caught up to him "That was a bit of a dick move wasn't it?" "Well they were busy and I didn't have a reason to stick around. "Yea, its not like you have documents that, oh i dont know, save the Commanders love life?" "Love li-" "oh shut up its obvious." "Well it wasn't to me but I guess the Commander is naturally more interested in trap research than husk theory." Vincent shrugged "Well the second we found out about Blackboot husk she never took her attention away from your departments reports." "at the end of the day I guess its situational, she doesnt really care about us just the results." Vincent nodded "Sounds right Jack but then again she keeps the halls free of husks so I'm not complaining, catch you tomorrow when you're hopefully Joyful Jack and not Cynical Jack." Vincent turned and started walking away "Being trapped underground for a day will do that to ya." Jack retorted as he kept walking to his room.

Fate woke up to a blazing sun, it never rained or even had real cloud cover on the island and in the summer and the heat could get unbearable. She got up and saw Omen was already out of bed. She got dressed in her gear and walked to the mountain top their base resided in. Omen was up there staring into the giant crack in the sky. "Everything ok Omen?" He turned to look at her. "No, I cant sense the future anymore. I think it has something to do with the Visitors mess." Fate bit her lower lip, his foreseeing power had helped them protect Carbide and Love Ranger but they couldn't save the Leviathan creature. "There is something else though, five people are on this island that shouldn't be here." "Shouldn't?" "Again, the Visitors mess." "But surely they cant be that bad." "The Vikings you already know are violent, I dont know about the other two." "We will find out in time." Omen nodded and turned out to the viking settlement. Fate could only guess what he was worried about.