Winters beginning ch10
Batarian Homeworld
"An entire company of some of our finest soldiers and an assault freighter destroyed by an elusive enemy"! Gath seethed with anger from this report.
"Do any of you realize just how expensive that operation alone cost us since we only managed to achieve FTL ten years ago."
"We have analyzed what little video we could scavenge and the only evidence we have points to a hunter, as noted by the missing skulls of at least two individuals." Stated Drom.
"From what we could tell Crank was the only one to put up a fight against whatever killed him. His hands were broken and there was a crater form a grenade going off." Stated Usen.
"I've seen all this but this doesn't scream hunter at all and the skulls could have simply been taken by the local wildlife. According to your report Drom at the site of the company and ship many of the local animals were eating what was left yes?"
"Yes" replied Drom. "However I will point out that something at the very least must have killed our men. As tests showed some form of explosive was used with terrifying effectiveness as very few could be identified. Those that could be identified were found in the surrounding forest while others were too grotesque to look at. Thankfully many of their ID tags did survive, despite being disemboweled. The shear volume of bullet holes indicates the stragglers panicked and were picked off one by one. The ones that stayed in groups were simply blown to gory peaces."
Putting that rather gory description aside, Gath then looked into another report that recently came in. " What of these ruins found on a planet designated Serth 242?"
"All we know is the ruins contained some form of ancient creature, one of which was still alive with age being unknown. However as the colony contains around a thousand colonists, 2/3 of which are slaves, Serth has shown great promise as a future industrial world. Yet the Destruction of one of our ships has slowed further progress for now and since Serth is the farthest from our homeworld it takes less priority compared to much closer planets." Described Usen.
"When can we expect another report from Serth 242 regarding their discovery?" Asked Gath
"Not for some time, I'm afraid we won't be able to send a ship to increase its population for at least 90 cycles. This report we received had a final message that something had gone wrong with the discovery. It didn't say what, all further communications either ceased or we haven't received them yet as the FTL communications buoy system is still being setup." Usen said with more questions then answers circling in his head. Since its been a full 90cycles already and an update should have come in by now.
"Very well as soon as the newest ships are completed I want the Special Intervention Unit sent in along with two full companies of troops. Whatever this discovery is it could be dangerous or advance our technology considerably, dismissed." As the advisers left, Gath couldn't help but wonder if exploring the galaxy was becoming too dangerous, after all Serth 242 was just twelve light years away and at currents speeds it would take half a year to reach it.
The only reason why it took half that time for messages was because the FTL comm buoy's are still being set up and the more that are in place the faster the messages will travel.
Thankfully while the next generation of ships will be the same speed as others, they will be much larger.
Yautja Prime unknown councilors
"It appears these primitive Batarians have found a relic of our war with the Engineers" stated E
"The outbreak of the Hardmeats is already under way, at this rate the entire population will be consumed in short order. Wolf is already gathering the youngest Elites to eliminate the infestation before it becomes too large and we are forced to glass the planet" stated G knowing when it comes to hardmeet infestations the local species usually takes care of the problem. Unfortunately these softmeats have horrifically slow ftl as they are still new and thus by the time they do respond the planets ecosystem would already be destroyed.
" There is another solution" The others looked a him with interest. " The whelp known as Winter while still very young has proven capable of killing large numbers with unorthodox weaponry and tactics" Stated A with hatred hiding beneath his eyes.
"That whelp is inexperienced in this area, the queen alone would kill him." noted B since situations like this happened in the past with youngbloods often getting killed.
"He is also a coward, the unique armor he uses could almost double as a space suit with how little skin it shows" C said with contempt.
" Even so, Winter is the son of Striker and as such takes after his father in many ways, namely his propensity for mass destruction. If we send him to take care of the outbreak we may as well send a Cruiser to do it. After all on his last mission he left a fairly large trail of Death that the Batarians are still trying to figure out. Plus this way, should Winter die, we would be eliminating a thorn in Elder Puss's side." Stated E with some sense of reasoning.
"Elder Puss just needs to get over his hatred for the pup, its not like the code was broken, just his pride. Though even I admit the story is quite funny" B noted with his mandibles slightly twitching from his barely contained laughter just from thinking about how Elder Puss got his new nickname.
"Should we do this, let us make sure he does it alone, Wolf won't be happy about it, so should Winter fail then Wolf's group will be sent in to finish the job" signed on G.
"Are we in agreement then." The others nodded. "Very well then, send the order".
Yeager one
Inside his workshop Winter is inspecting and recording the final touches on his latest weapons.
Design,fabrication, and testing complete, new designation as M82A3. Scanning every type of weapon on that base proved fruitful as it allowed me to incorporate some features I would have otherwise missed.
Aside from building the gun from the same materials as the other fifty, the hand grip, trigger, trigger guard and selector switch had to be enlarged for my frame. The barrel was reduced to twenty inches and the rifling reworked to compensate for the reduction in length. Bullet speed came out to 3700Fps, less power then the machine gun but still has enough power to drop virtually anything at over a mile.
I altered the mag release as well, taking design elements from the human M16. A push button mag release was added to the right in front of the trigger with a bolt release on the left. In practice this improved reload times a great deal compared to stock M82. Magazines still only hold ten shots but I took the design for precision and close in work as it can be wielded more effectively then the larger machine gun.
Last three things was the incorporation of a vertical foregrip with an option for a grenade launcher under the barrel depending on mission requirement. Advanced optic which can link to my mask with variable zoom and other sensors, allowing me to target from a far or up close. Finally the simple flick to transform the weapon into a plasma rifle.
Sounds emit from the nearby console stating incoming message from the Yautja Council
Walking over from his work desk, Winter opens the message.
Message reads as follows; Winter you are hereby ordered to destroy a hardmeat outbreak on the Batarian world of Serth242. You are to carry out this mission alone.
Note we do not expect you to survive, good hunting.
Reading the message at least three times and checking the signature, Winters eyes were the size of Queens. Typing in the name and coordinates of Serth242, the planetary system was located on the other side of the Galaxy roughly eighty thousand light years. While Yautja FTL technology had advanced considerably to the point where it was just shy of intergalactic capable. The fact remains there are much closer ships and Elites for that matter in the area.
Great looks like I don't have time to develop and build other personal weapons. Oh well guess I'll have to work on the explosive filler for the shurikans another time. Its a good thing I have far more attachment points on my armor then anyone else.
As deep passionate moans are heard as Kal and Xetis make love to one another for the first time in a while, their comm system suddenly goes off. Right as Kal barely has the mind to answer it he accidentally hits the visual comm button instead of the audio.
"Hey Kal, you there and Great Paya! I did not need to see that!" Winter immediately faces away from the image clearly changing colors.
Just as Xetis and Kal finally reach their climax and cool down, Kal answers.
"Thanks Winter that really put us into overdrive." Kal said with his mandibles smiling knowing how uncomfortable Winter is around such situations. Not to mention Xetis climaxed at record speed now that she got the audience she always wanted even if by odd timing.
"Yes well I just received word from the Council, I am ordered to exterminate a hardmeat outbreak on a Batarian colony alone and since it takes a minimum of two yautja to operate a Stalker class vessel your it."
Kals eyes widened at this. "Are you sure about this?"
"I had the same question and even checked the signature of the message myself, trust me its legit and at the same time doesn't make much sense. Also they don't expect me to survive so should I die on this mission I want you to use every missile the ship has and decimate the planet."
"all right I'll be at the Phantom immediately"
"I'm already here waiting on you, Winter out."
"Sorry Xetis I was hoping we would have more time, what with the pups with your parents and all" Kal told his life mate with sadness.
"Don't be just make sure to contact me every cycle or so. Good hunting." Xetis said with both sadness and pride.
PCS Phantom, en-route to Batarian colony of Serth242
I loaded up another drop pod full of additional supplies, should it be needed. The two spare plasma pistols had to be moved to my butt plate below the large drum of ammo. This made room for eight magazines with the M82A3 slung across my chest plate. Thanks to my father the grenades I carry pack a real bang compared to the ones used by humans and Batarians. Along with additional medical supplies should it be needed and an extra set of wrist blades to my left arm attached to the wrist comp.
Unlike everyone else I had my father teach me to override the detonation limit on the wrist comp, so if need be, I can make a five megaton fireball. Lastly was two combat daggers in my shin sheaths, these are more tools then weapons. Finally, four shurikans complete the arsenal along with a water filter built into my mask to ensure I can stay hydrated using any water source.
Guess I'll finally get to use the plasma function after all if the numbers are to be believed.
"Winter if your done gearing up, get into the pod, we drop out in just a few minutes" Kal said over the intercom
Winter enters the pod after doing a final check of all weapons and equipment. "Any last words for me Kal?"
"Yea, your job is to not to die for your species but make the other meatbag die for his!"
Upon exiting FTL The Phantom cloaks and deploys the pod once planetary orbit is achieved.
5min after drop
Never thought I'd wind up on a planet similar to the rocky deserts on yeager ones southern continents. Scans show plenty of water nearby and a settlement only five klicks out. I may have to kill the batarians if they are taken as hosts but as the code won't allow me to kill unarmed civilians unless total war protocol is enacted I will have to focus on the Hardmeats.
As Winter closes in on the settlement, the lack of sound is not a good sign indicating most of the colonists must be dead or hiding.
Upon finding a good vantage point over looking the settlement he begins to recon the area through the optics.
Hmm time to see how well the AP rounds do, buildings are light weights, typical of start up colonies however it also means I should be able to locate hardmeats through the metal. Switching to X Ray vision, the density of the metal compared to xenos really stood out and already a few batarians on the other side of the door looked terrified.
Upon seeing multiple silhouettes of hardmeats attempting to get through a hardened door inside one structure. Winter brings his finger to the trigger and begins to squeeze." Crack" the cannon like sound of the .50 sends the 800 grain projectile at 3.7 mach. Ripping through the thin walls, the round hits two hardmeats blowing them in half from the impact with a third one getting blown backwards.
Upon the death of their comrades the hardmeats began to move more frequently trying to locate the source of the sounds. "Crack, Crack Crack." One after another they fell, after three shots Winter would move to a new position and begin again. Each round killing a hard meat or two from range, the armor piercing rounds doing such damage and precision that the hardmeats had trouble locating the source.
Hmm Looks like there are survivors after all and it appears the Xeno's for all their lethallity have trouble pinpointing me. Good but this goes both ways as I can't spot the queen at all no matter which vision mode I use. Wait where is the power station for this settlement as Queens go to where its the warmest and most isolated.
"Kal your read me?"
"I have you Winter, what do you need?"
"I need the location of the power plant for this colony."
I should already know this but between gearing up and loading supplies there wasn't time to do a proper study of the colony. If I survive this I'm not making that mistake again.
"I have it Winter its on the other side of your position about 1.7 klicks north of the settlement, sending it to your hud."
"Thanks Kal."
Loading a new magazine and hitting the bolt release Winter resumes firing. "Crack Crack," I'm going to be at this a while if I don't find a way to hit them en mass." All of a sudden a Xeno steps into the middle of the road and screams, pointing its claws directly at Winter just as its head gets blown clean off.
Smart critters guess that answers that question and uh oh.
Immediately the number of hardmeats entering the road increases. Scans show two hundred so far, Pa'uk this is bad and they aren't even doing it at night. not like it would matter but this isn't normal behavior for them. Wait divide and conquer, Looking around Winter spots small groups of Xeno's in multiple directions.
A flanking maneuver while I focus on the large group the smaller ones come and kill me. Clever and an effective tactic at destroying enemy's, good thing I loaded up a lot of HE rounds.
Slinging the rifle Winter assembles the Browning machine gun from his back taking aim at the horde. "Time to see how well the auto targeting on the plasma casters work." Bringing the cannons up on both shoulders and aiming them backwards Winter ready's himself for the carnage to come.
As one, the horde of two hundred hardmeats ran straight toward him.
Closing his eyes Winter began to focus removing all distractions from his mind only focusing on the sounds of the hardmeats and the objective at hand. Kill them all. Upon opening his eyes time seemed to slow down and right then Winter pressed down on the trigger unleashing high explosive death.
From half a mile away the large horde hit what appeared to be a wall of flame as the tight formation of bugs are blown asunder, dozens dying in the first burst then more followed as they rapidly spread out to reduce losses and kill the hunter.
Round after round, burst after burst, the Xenos were exterminated, despite there attempts to flank and swarm the .50 was aimed just as quickly. Using batarians as hosts didn't help their speed at all and wait.
A couple of Xeno's attempted to hit from behind only to blasted by the plasma casters.
That's it at this rate I'm dead for sure and now they're getting too close for HE, putting down the gun and with both plasma casters firing continuously. Winter deploys two shurikans and throws them in a circular ark. Screaming is heard as the hardmeats are cut to peaces as the shurikans cut through them like flying buzz saws before returning to their owner.
"Now then time to head to the settlement and finish the jo-." A xeno which had dodge much of the onslaught had launched head first into of all things Winters groin plate.
"Your going to pay for that Meatbag!" Enraged from the pain Winter then ejects his wrist blades and quickly stabs them into its head killing it. "Thank paya for acid resistant coatings, oh I feel like puking right now," Winter bends forward from the pain. "Why did paya or any deity for that matter see fit to put male reproductive organs in the same place regardless of species?"
"If my parents ever find out I got hit hard in the nuts by a blasted hardmeat, I'll never hear the end of it. Or for that matter anyone else, should I survive this I'm making sure Spirit checks to make sure I can still breed. Also why am I talking to myself out loud, I can't be that lonely."
All of a sudden the oddest hissing sound from a Xeno is heard from about a hundred meters or so away.
Is that hardmeat laughing at me? Winter ponders just briefly before blasting the critter with a plasma caster.
" lets see ammo count is down to less then a hundred for the Browning and six mags for the rifle", time to head into the settlement and clear it out.
PCS Phantom Low orbit
Kal observes through the ships sensors and scopes making sure to record everything for post battle assessment
Winter has made it into the settlement and begun systemically searching the buildings but it appears the majority of hard meats are now pulling back to the power plant leaving the remaining Batarians alone. I must give those primitives credit while it appears their slaves have been used as hosts at least a quarter of whats left of the population has managed to survive in sealed bunkers.
Even so the hardmeat's are acting strange, they are behaving rather more like an army then a horde. Historical data of this planet paints it to be an ancient battleground between us and the Engineers, then left to recover. Its possible this queen may have been an experiment to boost Xeno intellect or just grew smarter with age, either way Winter doesn't have the means to kill them all.
"Winter this is Kal, I'm sending the supply pod down to the northern gate, scans show the hardmeats are consolidating around the powerplant".
"Good now It means I can raid the Batarian armory with little difficulty. Winter out." Upon finding the door, Winter swiftly blasts the lock off then opens it.
"Sweet Paya, these will do just fine". Inside the armory were racks of rifles, missile launchers, grenade launchers, plastic explosives and more. "Time to level this colony". Winter said with a barely contained smile.
When we first saw people getting taken by the black monsters we barricaded ourselves thinking they wouldn't get to us. We were wrong and like a scene out of a movie where a hero comes to save the people just in time, It too happened with us.
Upon hearing the monsters screams and seeing the doors dissolve from their blood it became apparent that something had killed them. Then the unmistakable sound of a weapon going off, followed by more screams of the vile beasts.
We then proceeded to the armory to properly defend ourselves but our savior had the same idea and it wasn't Batarian. Turning it's head and with enough ordinance to kill an army, it stared at us briefly before helping its self to our weapons. It ignored the rifles and instead went strait for the missiles and explosives as well as grabbing remote detonators and proximity mines.
How this creature could carry so much stuff was beyond us as nearly every peace of its armor was now covered in equipment. It then activated some form of cloak and ran off. More came and it was decided to arm the rest and prepare for a final stand against the monsters. After all what few managed to make it off world were lucky but the black creatures managed to disable the remaining ships.
Barely taking notice of the softmeats once I had enough hardware to resemble a walking depot I set out to begin my plan. Turn the remaining colonists into an asset.
The plan was simple, in order to thin out the horde protecting the queen I will wait for the horde to come after the remaining colonists. Now that they are armed it will make reducing their numbers easier. Having started the process of placing explosives on the load bearings of the the larger heavier buildings. When the hard meats swarm and kill the colonists, boom followed by squish.
Should the plan work it will leave the queen vulnerable and once she is dead the warriors of hers will lack direction and thus, much easier to finish off. However should they not take the bait then I'll use the missile launcher to goad them into attacking, I just hope these Batarian mines are decent enough to kill a number of them.
Upon completion of the fortifications Winter then proceeds to the pod to restock on ammo and pulling out a number of S mines. These were just copies of the originals and had yet to undergo design upgrades as Winter made it a point to copy and test such weapons before making major upgrades to them. Placing the mines as sporadic as possible with just the prongs sticking out and once the hardmeat's trip one, it will shoot into the air and explode, sending metal fragments in a 360 degree arc.
Only thing left to do was to link the pods self destruct with the wrist comp and wait for dark which won't be long now.
In the power plant the Queen had seen and felt through her children the new invader. It was the Queens most hated enemy.
Yautja, the demons that killed my race just for exterminating our failed creations. Only reason I'm alive is due to an experiment that allowed the hosts memories to be transferred into the Xenomorph during its' gestation period. Even so the Predator has helped me a great deal, now that the remaining colonists are out I can regain my loses by taking them as hosts.
Elsewhere Winter has just completed his preparations.
"It appears the missiles won't be needed now" Multiple waves of Xeno's have begun running toward the settlement. while others went around to attack from multiple vectors.
"Time to enact the first stage of the plan." Activating the external speakers on the pods Winter selects something that would confuse even the council itself, human music.
The remaining Batarian colonists having chosen the best building to fortify await the monsters onslaught.
Screams of the monsters are heard as they come closer to the spot lights. Rapidly set up to give the remaining colonist better chance at killing them.
"Here they come and wait does anyone else hear that?" As sounds coming from the odd looking pods gradually get louder.
Thud, thud, clap! Thud thud, clap! Thud thud, clap!
"I don't know what it is but it does have a good vibe to it even though I can't understand the words. Monsters to our rear open fire!"
The hardmeats are torn apart form the volume of fire and more are blown to bits by the preplaced mines. The battle has begun.
Right now Winter was beginning to nod his head from the music
"I now understand why humans listen to this, I feel like running, oh wait I need to while the hard meats are distracted, at least until they breach the pods."
Winter quickly moves to within weapons range of the plant, knowing that regardless, the only way to get the queen out of her hole is to blow holes into the plant.
Okay then checking on the softmeats, hmm they are holding quite well and all the mines I placed have been used up. Once the plant is breached the swarm will come back and kill me, so the best way to get to the queen is to kill her quickly and right now they have made that easy.
Activating the self destruct on the first pod. a Small nuclear fireball is seen in the distance, killing numerous hardmeats. The sky was lit up and right then Winter began to fire the few missiles he had, blowing holes into the power plant.
"Alright then lets make a tunnel to the nest" Flicking the switch on the Browning the weapon transformed into a plasma cannon with half the rate of fire, compared to shooting bullets.
Holding down the trigger the rapid blue bolts of plasma burned through the structure in no time even decimating a number of eggs on the way.
Meanwhile in the plant the queen is feeling the chaos.
So many voices, so much confusion, so much death, then boom, blue streaks perforate the structure hitting numerous objects causing gradual secondary explosions.
At this rate my nest will be gone and the power plant with it This Yautja will pay for this chaos, this destruction, having fought his kind in the past, they were always weaker then us but proved to be far more adept at advancing and learning then we were. With such intellect they could have conquered the galaxy yet they didn't, stupid race.
My children want to converge and kill the Yautja but I will not let them as this one will just decimate my children with those weird weapons of his. They certainly have become more lethal then they were thousands of years ago. No, I will deal with this Predator, myself.
The queen tears way from her egg sack and rams through the large doors to kill the pest.
Well that was unexpected her entire horde is now fully focused on the batarians while she is coming after me. When the Queen finally emerges, Winters eyes widen.
First time seeing a Queen up close and I must say she sets a new record for ugly and size. Even so, out running her would be pointless, while blasting her with plasma would work fine, my rifles AP rounds should drop her, hopefully.
Upon seeing the Yautja the Queen sees him aiming down the optic of a weird rifle and upon looking at the settlement and feeling the Batarians finally being taken for hosts.
While difficult she manages to speak in her native tongue. " You have failed Predator" in a voice that sounded course, like sandpaper through a wind tunnel.
"What the kwei! Its an Engineer, the stupid queens host was an Engineer!?". This shouldn't be possible but I'll think on that later. Time to show her, she made a tactical mistake.
Hearing that made the queen smile at the sound the Predator made, until he hit a button on his wrist comp.
The buildings began to explode and collapse on her children killing them, effectively turning the settlement into a giant mouse trap. Upon calling them back the queen then saw another button being pushed. As Winter activated the self destruct on the last drop pod causing a low yield nuclear fireball. Destroying what was left of the settlement, the shock wave from the blast reached the already damaged power station, causing it to collapse on what was left of the eggs.
A few Xeno's survived but not many as the entire settlement was now completely leveled and the future hosts with it.
Anger flowed like lava out of a volcano, she will kill, no, eat this predator, hearing his screams as she briefly pondered eating his delectable flesh. Then out of nowhere something hard slammed into her skull followed by a loud crack. The pain was immense and seeing it come from the Predators rifle she charged. Then more pain followed by more cracks, she was almost there when the last shot hit her frontal cortex, liquefying it.
The now dead queen slams hard into the ground like a freight train, Winter having to jump out of the way or risk becoming road kill.
More hisses and screams are heard as the last of the warriors and drones come running.
No time to switch mags So Winter proceeded to dump the rest then switch the rifle to plasma mode. Unlike the machine gun this mode didn't have a full auto setting.
So at three at a time getting killed thanks to the plasma casters the remaining hardmeats were terminated.
Breathing heavily. "Kal, this is Winter, anymore hard meats in the area? Also did you see everything."
"Winter the Batarians twelve light years away saw that and scanning... nope nothing left, are you injured?" Inquired Kal.
"No, the acid lining on my armor kept me protected, though there is minor scratching on the armor when they managed to get too close." Not going to mention how my nuts still hurt a bit, still the armor held up, after all even if the Hardmeats managed to bite onto it, it would have just broken their teeth.
"I'm going to take the tail tip off the queen as a trophy, land the ship when your ready Winter out".
Right now Kal was still processing what he had just seen.
If I were a betting Yautja, which is illegal in our society, I would never have expected Winter to survive six hundred hardmeats, let alone their queen. I don't even know of anyone else who would use prey weapons and their structures as traps against the hardmeats. The fact Winter used the prey as a distraction to get to the queen was a clever tactic.
Even so this is by far one of the most if not the most unorthodox method of wiping out an infestation I have ever seen. From bullets to music the hardmeats were confused and resulted in constant changing of tactics and the fact Winter used the drop pods self destruct as a weapon is something most don't think about. In fact the Elites would just implode the pods to reduce the signature of being noticed or captured.
Still when this reaches the council or for that matter Wolf's squad, heads are going to roll and Elder Puss is going to be pissed. Since I received a coded message that should Winter fail, twelve Elites, lead by Wolf would be sent in to finish the job. Guess that won't be needed now. Setting a course for the area where the settlement use to be.
"When one of the Councilors mentioned a cruiser when sending this runt in, they weren't kidding."
"Indeed it appears we have a yautja worthy enough to be your new apprentice Wolf" Stated Cold.
"He shows potential but his technique will require refinement as such blatant destruction while effective was odd to say the least" Wolf said while looking critically at the data of the engagement.
"That is putting it mildly but you are yautja of strict principals", said Blood.
"His file reads that he is at home around friends and combat but looses his composure when around females he likes. Should you take him as your next apprentice Wolf I recommend we stick him in a group with a female warrior in it to see what happens" Cold mentioned
"Sure that's a good idea? turning a walking killing machine into an unstable one is just asking for trouble. For instance, should he become emotionally attached to the female and said female either rejects him or shows favor with another. Jealousy will take place and from what little we know, Winter will loose control of his emotions and either disarm himself, go into isolation for a cycle or two,or workout his anger in the Kerhite. Though he does apologize for his behavior after the fact eventually.
Then there is the fact, the code is so heavily drilled into him by an Enforcer that the runt couldn't break it if he tried, though that doesn't stop him from skirting it. That said while the runt respects authority, he has on occasion ignored orders from certain Elders. His excuse being the orders didn't make logical sense, then proceeded to carry out the orders very differently then what he had been told.
In short he's been molded into an Elite and Enforcer. I wouldn't be surprised if Winter blew the head off a yautja just after they'd been declared exiled." stated Night Cutter
"What are you saying Night Cutter?" asked Cold.
"He is saying this Winter has no empathy or remorse. Not for prey and not for his own kind, as such should the council allow it I will bring him in as my new apprentice, reminding him, that he is a Yautja." Wolf said knowing that after this, Winter will be given a title to his name.
Winter of Destruction.
Now that is a record, ch11 is going to be much harder and hopefully a lot shorter, maybe ah screw it when new ideas come you just have to add them.
Read, review, like, and share and remember this does tie into Acceptance by Celsius Fate so she has free reign to use this material in her story however she sees fit. Thank you.
Just so I can keep track I'm gradually removing the pov's as I'm told they make the story less immersive. So far by removing them I've been able to make improvements.