This is my first time writing anything so if you would not mind be gentle. I plan to write a couple chapters then after that if any of you guys think you have the chops to take on this story you can contact me about adopting this bad boy.
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A Beacon of Light in a Sea of Black.
When Remnant fell. The population fled to the Stars. In this new solar system. Named. In honor of their previous world Using new Auraforming Technologies. They were able to turn this dead system into a hospitable place. What was one single planet is now spread across multiple planets and moons, named after the cities and locations on Remnant. We join this place Now 200 years After the great move.
Just 2 years ago when the Atlas Alliance tried to exert their will over all these new worlds. after many months of fighting. The war ended at the battle of Mountain Glenn when in the midst of fighting thousands of Grimm Pods. Crashed into the Front line spewing out Hordes of beowolves, boarbatusks, ursai and some unknown bipedal species, who seemed to lead the once thought mindless hordes. When the dust had cleared the Atlas Alliance had pulled out, but even with the war over and all the Grimm seemingly defeated the Huntsman Guild, a group dedicated to remembering the huntsmen of old, now suffering huge losses at a point in time where they will be needed once more.
Grimm are a problem once again, after they consumed remnant they apparently have succeeded in Following the fleeing populace. Now they launch attacks from Deep space. What once were thought to be boogie-men once more are now a real threat again. Frontier moons once thought to be protected by their isolation are now having to worry about threats of Grimm invasion. But they aren't the only threat, ex-soldiers and villains now taking the Grimm threat, as an opportunity to raid such settlements knowing they would never be suspected.
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Space lanes between Patch and Vale a decrepit space hulk, 3 figures floats among the debris. They wear predominately brown suits. which are differentiated by splashes of pink, copper, And gold.
(G,C,P corresponding to the accents on the suits)
G This the right compartment.
C Yes, According to the schematics.
G Pass up the burn Dust.
P Here you go.
The gold accented figure spreads a bright red gel along the seams of the door. Pshhhh Air rushes out of the Now open space.
P I guess that means it's still there.
G Of course it's still there would, he lie.
C Yes, he would lie. Lies all the time.
P Not to us, he doesn't. Not if he expects to be able to walk.
G yeah I get it secure the cargo
P because I will break his legs
G yeah yeah
P sure this is everything seems kind of light
G that's because we are in space
C away team to ship ready for pickup
Sitting behind a command console a figure with blond hair, and a black hoodie. A stuffed grey dog and plastic beowolf figure sit above the screens. (Henceforth referred to as J)
J ok, pick up in 5
Whoop Whoop Warnings go off, the blond brushes aside plastic bushes and trees to look at the navsat.
J Whoa Atlas cruiser on scopes.
C they detect us
J not that I can tell
G Go dark. Hopefully they don't see us.
P red go too black out. We need to go dark.
Red Got it. going dark
Inside the engine room. a small frame draped, in a red cloak. flicks some switches and jumps up and pulls some levers. ship goes black. (apparently Red)
Red now I can't get down
Aboard the A.A.S.S. dauntless three men in similar white uniforms stand around a console. (Atlas officer captain and ensign or AE, AO, AC)
AC Ok, what am I looking at.
AO old carrier. Small crew. Went down couple months ago.
G they notice us
J doesn't seem so will pass us soon
AO there is a reading coming off the debris some residual heat
AC Preform a scan
J darn it they saw us
G prep the ship let's move these in, last one cooks dinner
P I want pancakes
J red fire it up
AO it's a transport ship FIREFLY class
AE they still make those
AO illegal salvage low life crows picking the flesh off the dead.
AE do we launch to intercept
AC do it
G Buzz Buzz
J got it cap activating the hornets' nest
AO captain picking up a Grimm signature some ways ahead sensors report approximately 50000 metric tons
The away team floats into the cargo deck.
AO definitely a threat seems to be just the lone mass
Crash The crate hits the deck as artificial gravity kicks on. The cargo bay pressurizes and we see Yang, Pyrrha, and Nora take off their gear.
(G now Y) Jaune we're on let's get out of here
The blue eyed pilot pulls back on the stick.
J hang on girls
The ship separates from where it was attached to the wreck and then flys away from the atlas ship in a burst of light.
AO their running do we pursue.
AC no are ships will never get back in time lets go take care of that mass before it reaches someplace populated. But put a bulletin out on a firefly stolen cargo hopefully somebody will get those scoundrels.
J were looking good captain they do not seem to be following.
(C now P) close one.
(P now N) hey who won the bet I still want those pancakes
A somewhat short girl in a red cloak runs up and hugs the large blonde.
R how you doing big sis
Y great ruby how's the ship? running ok?
R hey don't bad mouth the ship captain, I'm doing what I can to keep this thing in the air
Y I know sorry but how is the BEACON doing? still lighting up the sky?
R of course it is I wouldn't be the best mechanic in space if it wasn't!
We see a very familiar ship flying through space with two large axes crossed on the hull underneath the mess hall windows.
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