Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death (barbx) wrote,
Great Big Heapin’ Amounts of Death


The marine lowered his head with a sigh and shouldered his rifle. He tore the Dawntreader insignia from his shoulder and left it on the deck behind him, retreating to his long slumber.

Elsewhere, a dark force was cast to the stars that would change the galaxy.

For over 200 years, BarbX voyaged between the stars at speeds beyond the imagination of her Terran creators. While her human passengers slept, cybernetic eyes searched tirelessly between the planets. One by one, the Vengeance searched through the star charts of its former master.

Until she found the home world of the Gen, and their new lord.

The Vengeance stirred with life. Her human cargo awoke and prepared for battle. They would take this planet and claim its secrets, if they could. Rocks fell. The bombardment and invasion had begun.

Deep in the bowels of the ship, the Marine rose from his stasis pod. With heaviness, he lifted his rifle and stepped into the transporter.

At the threshold of vengeance and salvation, BarbX smiled.
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