11-25-2006, 02:57 AM
"Hey, pretty boy. Wake up." A raspy, unfamiliar voice woke Sazuaa up abrutly from his nap. "All soldiers are being sent to Syntechs headquarters, Croix Noir."
"Croix Noir?" Sazuaa muttered, still half alseep, "I thought this was our base?"
"No. This was just a meeting ground. All soldiers have been ordered to be teleported to Croix Noir to start our planning for the war."
Sazuaa lent up and let out a muffled yawn. "Fine, fine. Whatever. You go ahead, I'll catch up." The soldier left the room and made his way off to the teletube. Sazuaa lazily got up to his feet and scanned the room. The room was a reck, the soldiers had sure left their mark on the place, there was what he could only assume to be food, scattered across the floor, the walls had unsightly dents in, and in the right corner of the room was what appeared to be a pool of blood.
The non-transformer shook his head, "animals" he spat under his breath. He wasn't one for mess, infact you could even go so far to say he was a clean freak, and the carnage surrounding him was like a living nightmare.
Leaving the the room Sazuaa made his way back to the teletube that he had used to come to the meeting grounds. A lanky stick of a man stood next to the teleportation device huming to himself. Sazuaa turned to the man, "I was told that I was to be teleported to Croix Noir?"
The tall soldier looked back at Sazuaa "That is correct, step in the teletube and I'll send you there."
Sazuaa, too tired to argue or moan did as was asked and once again stepped into the teletube. In the blink of an eye the non-transformer found himself in a nicely presented courtyard. Walking out of the teletube Sazuaa took a look around, he could recognize afew of the fighters from the meeting grounds, afew were new faces.
There were several spars going on around him between Syntech soldiers, also there was soldiers simply training by themselves. He could feel the tension in the air as the war drew ever closer. Ahead of him stood a large castle, "So this is the Syntech headquarters, not exactly awe inspiring..."
"Croix Noir?" Sazuaa muttered, still half alseep, "I thought this was our base?"
"No. This was just a meeting ground. All soldiers have been ordered to be teleported to Croix Noir to start our planning for the war."
Sazuaa lent up and let out a muffled yawn. "Fine, fine. Whatever. You go ahead, I'll catch up." The soldier left the room and made his way off to the teletube. Sazuaa lazily got up to his feet and scanned the room. The room was a reck, the soldiers had sure left their mark on the place, there was what he could only assume to be food, scattered across the floor, the walls had unsightly dents in, and in the right corner of the room was what appeared to be a pool of blood.
The non-transformer shook his head, "animals" he spat under his breath. He wasn't one for mess, infact you could even go so far to say he was a clean freak, and the carnage surrounding him was like a living nightmare.
Leaving the the room Sazuaa made his way back to the teletube that he had used to come to the meeting grounds. A lanky stick of a man stood next to the teleportation device huming to himself. Sazuaa turned to the man, "I was told that I was to be teleported to Croix Noir?"
The tall soldier looked back at Sazuaa "That is correct, step in the teletube and I'll send you there."
Sazuaa, too tired to argue or moan did as was asked and once again stepped into the teletube. In the blink of an eye the non-transformer found himself in a nicely presented courtyard. Walking out of the teletube Sazuaa took a look around, he could recognize afew of the fighters from the meeting grounds, afew were new faces.
There were several spars going on around him between Syntech soldiers, also there was soldiers simply training by themselves. He could feel the tension in the air as the war drew ever closer. Ahead of him stood a large castle, "So this is the Syntech headquarters, not exactly awe inspiring..."