The Tigers Origin (a prequel story to Tiger of Liberion)
Neuroi fell left and right all around me as the witches of the world covered my advance, the final attack on the hive above Karlsland had long begun…it was into its fifth month and it was about to be over…I flue towards the hive with all the speed my magic could give me…my final mission…get into the hive and destroy the core by any means necessary….everyone said it would be a suicide run, and they were right… a searing pain shot up from my leg…a beam had gone through my armored up strikers, but the booster engines kept me going…I holstered up my weapon, a shorted and heavily modified navel cannon from the sister ship that destroyed the hive armor of the Romangain hive…I knew I would die if this attack succeeded or failed…and I was ready for it…I volunteered for the mission and knew the risks and rewards…I never cared for my own safety, only for the safety of others….like my sisters in arms…the hive is just ahead now…a hundred feet or so…time seemed to slow as I approached it and flashes from my past seem to come to me…I smiled…knowing I'd be with some of my old friends again soon…I can still remember the first day I found out I had magic…my dad and the witch commander on the base were so impressed…I can still remember it like it was yesterday…
I know that this is short but it is the start of a new story i've been thinking about for a while now, the real story begins in the next chapter, and the part above is something from a later if not second story to TOL...
Until the next chapter
live long and write well
-Yamatoforever2199, (i changed from Commander Bossman for thoe who didn't know)