A new home of Terran humans, Terra Nova, was slowly orbiting around it's yellow start, Chronos. This planet was double the size of its inhabitants former home planet Terra Prime, but it has much more vegetation. It's land is filled with great blue lakes and seas, with white mountains and few dead volcanoes, with big and deep oceans full of dangerous creatures, and just as big continents. It's a planet filled with life. But with all of that natural beauty, not even this place can't be a paradise. Somewhere on, now dark, part of the planet, on the Northern Lucent continent, is where this story begins. Northern Lucent is the biggest continent on planet, and to most easily explain its size imagine Euroasia, and stick Australia to it. We will just concentrate on the Ignis City, the city thought to be the biggest, brightest and busiest on the whole planet.
Somewhere deep in the city, where lights aren't able to show the path, in an alley dark as the deep space, rivers of blood were flowing down on the concrete floor, and dripping down in the sewers of city thought the holes in metal plates. That alley was lightened up by the lights of gunshots, which were all aimed at one person, and somehow, only few hit their target, as the others just damaged the walls and floor all around. A human jumped behind a small wall, reloading his rifle. He searched all of his magazine holders on front of his chest armour, but wasn't lucky to find any. He threw away his assault rifle; Ares Type 35; and searched for his pistol ammo. No luck, except for one mag with only 20 more rounds left, with none in chamber. The man looked at his recoil charged Beretta T-HY pistol, and then behind the wall, and a bullet bumped off his helmet and shattered in pieces, spreading in the air behind him, creating ultrasonic sound that rips the eardrums. The bullet was clearly made out of cheap boron-forlum alloy, which is why it was of emerald green colour when fired. The man then saw 4 humanoid creatures are still trying to kill him, so he pulled back in his cover. "You can't hide this time, you son of a bitch!" A deep, hoarse voice was heard, as other 3 were heard smirking. He sat down, thinking. Four humans are left, which meant 5 bullets per each, right?
"We will make a fucking silfer out of you, no matter you call yourself the Crimson Reaper!" That deep voice shouted again. So he got up, peaked from his shelter and aimed at the humanoids on his left, which had lithium-based flamethrowers, and greatest agility. He fired at them, and shot them down with 5 bullets all other, 5 less than expected. The Reaper fired only 5 bullets, which meant he had 14 bullets in the mag, and 1 in the chamber. He jumped from his shelter, rushing at the biggest humanoid and shooting at his direction until he fell down. Now, Reaper was left with only 4 bullets left altogether. He quickly jumped behind a ruined wall, as the last one was firing bullets from his THRIGO-9 revolver. After shooting all 9 bullets, Taylor immediately jumped out and rushed at him, pulling the trigger as fast as possible. Bang-bang-bang! The red light flashed 3 times as Reaper deadly wounded the last humanoid. The green and red blood of the dead shooters was mixing on the concrete floor, as it was all being drained in the sewers.
As he was approaching the last, on purpose survived shooter, Reaper thought about how to kill him. How to torture him for what he has done. So he came to him, set his one knee on the floor and looked at big, fat, bleeding Forgarrian with his eyes throught the visor. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" He asked him, and then answered on his own question himself - "I made a fucking silfer out of you.". ‐"Y-you won't get away with this...." the Forgarrian said, as a man set the barrel of his piston on aliens head. "Oh, don't worry. I will." He said, as he pulled the trigger, painting the concrete floor with green brain.
He got up, and looked at what he has done. He pulled all of their dead bodies on one pile, and set them to fire by one of theirs flamethrowers. As their corpses were burning, he picked up his assult rifle, and left - like nothing happened. Because he has delivered death to those who deserved it.