Suddenly the air shimmered as black spots resembling patches covered the empty air and a man wearing a brown coat with a golden insignia of a lantern with golden flames burning in it, with a plain white shirt underneath it and a dark brown pants,having a Bob cut,
And then other figures started coming out and then the man turned a woman wearing a dark silver coat with the same insignia as the bob cut haired man, with her dark eyes she looked like she could go to war at a moment notice
"Send out your men and secure the perimeters" he said with an expressionless face. Nodding the woman turned and carried out his order. "you all heard him spread out and check for any survivors" "yes ma'am"her soldiers wearing varying armour but with the same insignia as her thundered "and" adding she said "be careful this place is crawling with Nether, and I hope for your sake that they are no longer principalities here" she said with disgust and a hint of fear.
A soldier said in a hushed tone "please captain don't jinx it" he whispered but all of them had awakened and his whispering didn't go unnoticed by anyone The captain grinned "then get to work we don't want to spend time in this lost shelter"
Silence, as soon as her words rang out they all fell silent, cause the term lost shelter referred to all the shelter that has being overrun by Nether.
"All that was known about it was that it appeared one day with Aether fighting for domination,their arrival on our world casued a lot of problems and mayhem."
The soldiers left to do their work as they all knew that her musing wasn't going to stop. She continued despite no one was listening to her
"The world raptured, in an attempt to save itself, it fused with another dimension causing demonic beings we now call principalities to emerge.
The world now share a dimensional boundary due to the fractures in time,space and reality.
She stoped to take a deep breath as she remembered when she was still a child turning towards a relatively young soldier of about seventeen years "how would you feel if trees suddenly sprouted out of the earth or whole deserts being flooded by seas or seas being covered by endless sand" pausing to catch her breath which wasn't necessary cause she could hold her breath for as long as five minutes least and ten minutes at most. "you can't imagine it can you, ignorance sure is bliss"
The young soldiers shifted uncomfortably and then spoke and then his expression turned to one of relief and then to a worried one. Capturing the change in the expression of the young soldier she asked him in an uneven voice
"What's wrong".
"is there something you want to say"
The solder nodded and spoke uncertainty "judging from the data this shelter was destroyed by nether-flings not principalities, principalities not being here is good but mare nether-flings shouldn't be able to cause this kind of destruction"
'now that I think about it nether-flings are just mutated animals that were twisted by the madness incurred by being corrupted by Nether'. although nether-flings are able to advance in ranks they are extremely rare and even if one was here his aura would have been be recorded'. 'Stop musing you have better things to do' sighing she looked at the soldiers and said
"report it to upper echelons let them worry about it"
"yes mam".
Signing she turned to see the bob cut haired man carrying something that seems to be soaked in blood
"What are you doing Mr.Ryker, I thought you were here to help not take loot" she chastised him 'even if he is superior to me in merits, we are still of the same rank' she though as she looked at him unflinching to his expressionless face.
He looked at her for a few moments with his expressionless face as if trying to make her back down with just his expression alone.
"he is the only survivor" he said in an expressionless voice before turning and walking towards the portal befor disappearing in it's dark embrace
"That thing was a human." she muttered out aloud , "but how are you sure he is the only survivor." barely a second later a solder rushed forward with an expression filled with pity and hate
"they are no survivor" he spat
"fuck" she cursed rushing toward the communication device. "Dawn Nether."