--- 2200 AD
New Vascilla, Mars
Bright flashes illuminated the darker portion of the expanse, brief glimpses of rocky cliffs spanned the area, twisting and diverting into paths and dead ends. Immense shadows zoomed by, distressing the shrubbery and small animals in the area with powerful velocities. A sudden explosion rocked the terrain, debris scattered with haste through the skies. Two shapes, humanoid. Large. Dangerous. One lying beneath large rubble of boulders and dirt from the impacted canyon face, and another looming above it.
As if a dark gathering of two demonic entities had taken place, an unknown satellite diverted its gaze towards the strange and anonymous occurrence within the red planet.
“You’re not getting the information... bastard.”
“Oh, really? You’re severed from your group, no communication, no hope for salvation… nothing. Do you honestly believe you’ve anything to gain by withholding information from me?”
“You’re a demon... a bastard demon... I’m not telling you anything! WHY DON’T YOU ROT IN HELL?!”
“I’ve already been to hell. Allow me to show you my domain…”
“The UNSF will never… ever… win…”
“Ahahaha…! Well, allow me to be the first to tell you… I’m not with the UNSF.”
“WH-what??---”
The atmosphere lit up, brightness engulfing the darkness as scattered rays of light pierced through clouds and radiated outwards into the confines of outer space. Smoke lifted in great columns, whilst the satellite zoomed in, lenses focusing as they twisted and turned briefly catching a glimpse of a winged figure careening off into the horizon… and there below on the ground, ashen rubble and a few bits of metal which once composed a larger form. What was going on?
