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There he is. A lone odst. Pod dropped, he crawls out. Mud already on his face. Eyes gray and cold, he moves into the dark. Cold, tired, and alone, he marches on.
Continue. He must continue. He comes across another pod, decades old, no sign of life. Others had been this way. Others had cold gray eyes.
The darkness fades to pitch black. Sounds of death approach. He steadies his weapon ready to fire. He is overwhelmed. The darkness continues, unrelenting, forcing him into a corner. His cold gray eyes without hope. No escape.
He fires his suppressed weapon into the black. It screeches at him, wailing in pain but continuing to thrash at him, moving close and closer.
Rounds complete. Click goes his smg. He pulls out his knife as he is thrown to the ground. Slashing and hacking he knows it's pointless.
His cold gray eyes ready to fade. Ready to quit. He doesnt. He refuses to drop his knife. He refuses to stop hacking. To stop slashing. He will not.
Light appears. It's brightness is divine. It rips a hole in the darkness like a supernova. The darkness fades. Gasping as it disintegrates.
He lays still. Tired doesnt begin to describe his exhaustion. Covered in his own blood, he stands up. He stares at the light as it reflects off his visor. Then it fades. He runs after it.
The darkness lingering about but subdued, the odst continues breaking through the fog and dust with a fury; his cold gray eyes fixated on the light seeping away.
He slides down a hill through the fog and dust, blinded, unsure, he only knows "this is the way".The darkness following him, chasing him.
Reaching the bottom, the darkness approaches again.
A shout from the distance. Others with cold gray eyes rush to his slide. Firing at the darkness beside their brother. They fight with a fury, an unrelenting strength, they drive the beast back.
Before it retreats it cuts one of his brothers. Injured, but still alive, his brother moves on.
The five carry on. They are brothers. Brothers until the end. They will die for one another.
The light is there. On top of the peak of the highest mountain. The darkness cannot reach the summit, but they can.
They climb. They climb higher, transgressing the mountain covered in snow and death. They reach higher.
One of his brothers, injured by the darkness, knows its futile. He hopes for a miracle. Prays for one. Driven by almost insanity the injured brother continues.
The miracle doesnt come. His injured brother slips and falls. He lands into darkness. It rips him apart without mercy. Tearing at his soul. Destroying who he is. His cold gray eyes closing one last time.
The four watch, helpless. They continue climbing. Tired, cold, and alone.
The strongest of his brothers leads. The ice cracks. Separating the three from their leader.
The darkness surrounds him and his two brothers. They fire. Round after round penetrating the beast. It growls a devilish voice at the three. Hungry, the beast lunges at the three. It misses him but in turn hits one of his brother.
He wants to attack the beast. To die with his brother. He is pulled away, his cold gray eyes watching his brother being eaten alive. They use this distraction to escape.
They regroup. the leader pointing to the summit. One final climb. He slips, almost falling but regaining his footing. They reach the top. They rest. Brothers to the end. The dark cannot go that high.
The celebrating does not last. The reward comes in the form of two pods. There are three odsts.
His leader stays.
The pods go different directions.
Alone, tired, cold. He closes his eyes. There is no time for goodbye.
happy new year
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