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VANGAURD(TITAN'S REACH)

600 years ago, the old home(Earth) was destroyed when the Lycana, an intergalactic exterminator race, attacked the human race, although we evolved to defend ourselves to some extent, same couldn't be said for our home. We watched as our home planet imploded while we escaped to find a new home, we finally settled on Cassen, our new home, but the scar of the destruction of the homeworld etched deep within our souls. When we were finally an established force in our new home galaxy, we went out in search of traces of the Lycana, but circumstances impeded our progress. We sought for answers and we found one, a forerunner, a pathfinder who would go ahead of us in search of the damned Lycana, Vangaurd. Vanguard 001 was our first champion, our pathfinder, but years after his departure he was no longer heard from. That is when I was created, a war machine, My humanity lost along with my origins, my identity undefined, and unclear even to myself, but what is clear to me, is my mission, to find 001 and in the process myself, I am Vangaurd 002. "No, your name is David".

Night_Monarch_001 · Sci-fi
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33 Chs

The Past

The White Clad Man

The white clad figure ignores 002 and turns to walk away as if urging 002 to follow, 002 wearily decides to take a different path but the path that was once behind him had closed or rather, dissappeared! 002 wasn't a timid soldier, but ever since his transendental force was sealed, he has been weary of the unknown. 002 understood he had no choice but to go forward and decides to leave behind his TMV to have a better combat effectiveness incase of a confrontation. After walking a considerable distance he begins to see the earlier figure over the horizon, 002 goes on alert and begins to slowly approach, the figure still had his back faced to 002, 002 approached until he was 5 meters away, "Who are you? Do you know where we are?", 002 called out even though he knew the figure might not understand, the figure appeared to be humanoid, clad in white amour, white hair flowed at his back, with skin as pale as the moon, tall to the point where 002 appeared dwarfed in front of him, he turn to 002 and their eyes met, 002 blinked from the intense light that seemed to ignore his helmet's in built shades , and in that fraction of a second, the white clad entity closed the distance, 002 reacted almost instanteneously, applying pressure to the trigger of his force gun to shoot at the figure, but the figure appeared to be intangible, it reached his hands through 002's helmet, 002 could perceive the situation but could not react, the figure touched 002 on the forehead and everything turned bright with white light, "how fast!" 002 thought as he closed his eyes. "Huh, where am I?", 002 thought, finding himself in a strange, yet familiar place, "You're finally awake!", 002 turned to the voice and saw a much younger Dr.Henry,"What?", he thought, "enough sleeping, get up and follow Grace", Dr. Henry pointed at the soldier by the door. David turns to stare at the officer, who inturn stares back applying pressure with her transendental force, to assert her authority, making David understood she was a transendent.

At First Glance

002 finds himself on a hospital bed as his younger self, when he had undergone his first brainwashing, he was about 13 years. 002, or rather David, gets down from the bed and follows the officer Grace, still confused about his current predicament. David follows Grace through the titanium coated hallway, lined with lights on the ground, walls and ceiling, he couldn't help but be impressed by the precise and strangely appealing design, letting out a smirk, a rare sight for 002. As David continued along with Grace, they bypass another duo, an officer and a girl of similar age to David, as their eyes met, the girl smiled at David, in that moment David felt as if a coating around his heart had just been cracked, he was mesmerised and stared till she was out of sight. David was sent to his dorm where he met those he would one day call comrades, he was a bit timid, but was warmly welcomed by the others, they were of similar age, but their captain was 15 and was the most mature amongst them , they quickly became like blood brothers, they were a four man team with three males and a female, and so were the other four man squads, they were over 120 squads, they were preparing to start the Shark Womb OPERATION(SOW), through which a new pathfinder will be picked, to be humanity's hope.