Adam was escorted to a hall, where Hanis sat at the end of a huge table. He pointed at a chair at the opposite end and Adam sat down.
"Eat"
Adam did not hesitate, he grabbed portions of meals in front of him onto a plate. As he ate he kept filling his plate making sure it was never empty.
Hanis swapped the chair on Adam's right with his appearing instantly beside him.
"Tell me, what was Urg like, It has been centuries since I left."
"I am sure it is the same, this hardly change there."
Adam said as he continued eating. Hanis was about to grab his hand when Adam grabbed his instead.
"I think I'll leave now, thanks for the meal."
"You leave when I say you can leave."
Adam ignored him, as he was leaving Hanis grabbed his shoulder.
He grabbed it and squeezed as hard as he could.
"I remember you, after what you did you think I want anything to do with you?"
"There is a reason I did that, I wanted to adopt you. I heard about your parents."
"No thanks I already have parents. If that's how you welcome family. I want nothing to do with you or your family. I have heard what you did to your son."
Adam said and immediately Hanis punched him.
"I was trying to help you but I guy you don't need my help."
Hanis said then stabbed Adam with a bone like knife that shot from his wrist. Adam fell and and everything started to fade.
"Take him away."
Hanis walked away as two men carried Adam away. Adam woke up in a cell. It was completely dark except for moonlight that peeked through a small opening in the wall. He stayed in the cell for over a month. From time to time a hatch in the door opened and food came in. The food made him docile but he had no choice.
One night some guards got him out of his cell and splashed him with buckets of water. He was then given a clean uniform to ware. He and other inmates were lined up and a man in a coffee brown uniform inspected them.
He picked from the line up and the guards took who ever he picked away. Among those who were picked was Adam.
"You are criminals and I am your warden, you deserve to rot in here. If it were up to me you would, but the Father is merciful. You have the privilege of serving your country. You have been drafted, fight and you have a chance to be a hero. Refuse and you rot like the bag of meat you are."
There were two guards at the end of the hall. Each stood beside a table one had chains the other had a Patria military uniform. Everyone walked to the table with the uniforms, a guard handed one each. Other guards escorted them to a vehicle which was waiting outside.
Hours later, they arrived at a field fill with tents.
"Are these my new fighters?"
"Yes commander, where do you want them?"
The commander pointed at a tent. They marched inside and saw bits and pieces of machinery.
"What's all this?"
"Parts of a plasma cannon, thats one of the swirl rings. I am your commander, there are three hundred and forty-five Gunners. Let see if that number increases."
A man said then walked out of the tent.
Another man walked in and told them what to do. They cleaned and lubricanted components, they were later taught to assemble it. Later that day they loaded it onto a truck. Hours later they arrived, the place was really noisy they had to yell at each other.
"Over here quickly?"
A man said waving at them, the off loaded the cannons and pushed it in the man's direction.
"Hold the line."
The man walked away without an explanation. Each cannon had two operators. Two Gunners, one loaded the canisters and the other fired. There were damaged plasma cannons beside them. Adam sat in a gyroscope chair and manned the cannon. His partner Cole, loaded the canisters and they waited. The others they came with with did same. The waited for hours but nothing seemed to happen.
One of them got out of the chair.
"Hey Fin, where are you going?"
"To Pee"
Fin looked at the man guarding them, when he didn't say anything he walked away. Others joined him but before they could leave the guard stopped them. Among them was Cole. The scream pointing out Fin was allowed, as they argued a bomb went off. It destroyed a plasma cannon and damaged two.
Some ran back to their cannons while others tried to escape. The guard shot them before they could get far. Adam fired randomly before realising what he was firing at.
"Amotia, that's what we are fighting?"
Adam shouted as he fired.
The Amotia were dwarf with backwards feets. Some believed they could command the wind due to how fast they were. The cannons fired for four seconds and had a cool down time of seven seconds. After Adam fired the cannon a few times, he noticed a copper coil was damaged. He got out to fix it.
"Where the hell is Cole?"
Adam looked around and saw Cole face down in the sand. Before he could fixed the cannon he was swamped by the Amotia. They knocked him down stampeding their way across the field. Adam immediately knew why they didn't carry weapons. They were running at least 30 miles per hour. Despite their small side the weigh at least 5000 pounds.
After they passed he got up to check of the others. Some were already dead but others were seriously injured. They took some of them out with the cannons but they suffered more damages.
The officials watched from a hill as the Amotias ran them over. A medical them came for the survivors. As they carried the injured, they noticed the Amotias were turning around. Three men ran down from the hill the officials watched from. They stood in front of the medics shielding them from the Amotias. They stopped the Amotias with ease, after the passed the accompanied the medics to the hill. Halfway there the told the medic to continue on their own. Another truck came with cannons and gunners, they were positioned.
The three men stood in the middle of the field, looking at the sky.
"The Saints are here, this will be over soon."
One of the new gunners said.
"Saints, what are they doing?"
Adam looked the same direction they did, he was not the only one. Minutes later they saw saw something falling. It hit the ground and and the Saints walked towards it. The pod opened and a man walked out. He looked human but green.