From Author: LEGENDARY ICON
"Hope you all enjoy this simple yet small story"
"Short Story of the life of a Gear"
"Well Let me know how I'm doing"
"Maybe I'll expand on this Character's point of view of the war"
In this short story. This takes place within the beginning days of the day. The day we all have heard about. The day the war began. The day Locust came and fought against humanity. ENJOY!
CHAPTER 1
WHAT ARE YOU GIVEN?!
Nightfall had came down within the Gear City named "Palomino De Ashes". Locust had over taken the city. Taken the many lives of people.
The Gear jeep jumped up and down. Moving quickly through the rough road. People in gear armor were around. The front was with 2 drivers.
One was driving, the passenger beside him was holding a search light. Behind them were 5 other Gear soldiers.
Each one with there own brand new Gear armor.
Each one had there own set of weapons. One carried a sniper rifle. Another carried a gnasher shotgun. Another carried a Retro Lancer.
Another had a Hammer burst. The last one had a Lancer with an Crimson Omen colored on its left side, in colors of gold.
The other Gears didn't say anything. Nothing made much sense as they all feared the same thing.
Yet hearing those old war stories from the Recruitment base 3 days ago.
They all didn't want anything to deal with now. Only it being 3 days after "EMERGENCE DAY". The golden Omen gear looked down at his feet.
Seeing the small chunks of moving debri. The roof had been slashed a couple of times. Days before they were recruited. His breathing was rapid.
He tried thinking carefully. The gear beside him bumped his elbow.
"What you thinking?"asked the Sniper Gear
The Golden Gear stayed silent. Looking towards him. Looking to his left the Sniper Gear stared at him back.
They're glowing blue helmet eyes glowed in the barely it Jeep Carrier. The Golden Gear looked down again. He said nothing.
"Leave him alone man, were all worried here"said The Hammer burst Gear
"Seriously? What? I was only asking what he was thinking?!"said The Sniper Gear
"Hey can I ask something?"asked The Gnasher Gear
The Sniper Gear looked forward. The Jeep made a left turn down a crossing street. The moving of the left turn was felt inside.
"Why? Why put your faith into something like the Crimson Omen?"asked The Gnasher Gear
The Golden Omen Gear looked up towards him. They all stared at the Golden Gear expecting a response. Expecting some kind of answer that makes sense.
"Forget him, he wont say anything even after what the Captain told him"said The Retro Lancer Gear
"Either have something to say or forget it and stay silent"said The Hammer burst Gear
The Golden Omen Gear sat up right from his bended over position. Minding his own again. Thinking back on what he was on.
"I don't even know who's in charge of us"asked The Retro Lancer Gear
"Not sure really, some guy named "Eckhart"said The Gnasher Gear
"You mean? Captain Jerry Eckhart?!"said The Sniper Gear
"I guess?! I don't know really"said The Gnasher Gear
The Jeep Carrier stopped. Sounds of yelling and ordering went around. The Driver Gear looked back towards the rear view mirror.
"Out! Everyone out now!"yelled The Driver
The Five Gears ran out of the back end of the Jeep Carrier. The Golden Omen Gear aimed forward. His eyes were shocked.
He lowered his heavy weapon slightly down. Seeing the ruined neighborhood. The utter destruction of the endless chaos. He stood looking left and right.
While the other Gears bumped beside him moving around the back end of the Jeep Carrier. The Golden Omen Gear remembered what life used to be.
Fires were spread across the concrete street. Chunks of broken debri had been scattered across. Noticing down the road to the left.
He could see other Gear patrols lights glowing. The uttering darkness of night was endless. The high moon light was covered by distant clouds.
Sounds of Ravens flew by. Yelling came from behind him. Slowly he turned around walking behind his fellow Gears.
LIFE OF ONE
