It has been several years since E-day on the war-torn world of Sera. The human survivors desperately trying to fight back the hordes of Locust invaders coming up from the bowels of the planet to retake what they believe to be theirs. Leading the charge against the Locust is the COG army, a rag-tag bunch of left-overs from the great civilization that used to control the planet’s surface. Although the leading characters in charge of the COG might change, the one thing that remains the same is that Delta Squad and its unofficial leader Sargent Marcus Fenix will continue to fight back.
Adding to the difficulty, is the new threat emerging from alongside the Locust, the Lambent. The Lambent are the off-shooting cousin to the Locust Horde; a fuel-infused, crazed, mutated population that is fueled by the Imulsion mined from the planet. The Lambent organism parasiting its hosts and taking over, creates another foe for the COG to battle, something that has no other reason than the complete extinction of both Locust and Seran populations.
As Delta Squad finally gets a second to relax, after another breech in the surface for the Locust to attack has been closed and all its inhabitants put down, Marcus rests on a broken bench for a second, “Alright Delta, take a load off and rest for a second. You might not get another chance if the damn Grubs come bursting through holes again.” Private Augustus Cole and his best friend Corporal Damon Baird, plopped down next to each other before Marcus even finished his sentence.
“Shit, you don’t have to tell me twice,” Cole said as he leaned back against the wreckage of what used to be a park fountain.
“Ahhh…Cole, You are always looking to take a seat. What ever happened to all that hard-charging Cole-Train stuff you used to talk about?” Baird said jokingly as he dusted off the filth of dead Locust on his uniform.
“Shiiiitttt son, You know I’ll go all medieval Cole-Train on a Horde if I need to, but damn son, I gots to get my relaxation on too. You feel me Baird?” Cole said as he tapped his fist down on Baird’s.
“Yeah I feel you,” Baird replied with a laugh as he tapped his fist bump back.
Lieutenant Anya Stroud, the lone female of the group (and highest ranking office) just shook her head as she looked at both of them, “I’m not positive I know what your version of relaxation is, but I’m sure it’s wayyy different than mine.” Anya brushed the dust out of her short blond locks and took a seat on the floor resting her Lancer Assault Rifle down.
Cole lifted himself off the ground with a *grunt* as he moved over to where Anya was sitting. He leaned down to her, his massive black hands resting on her knees, as he put his head close to her ear and whispered, “Mmmm…baby, you’re a woman, I’m a man, I’m sure we could find some nice way to relax together.”
Just then the ripping sound of the chainsaw attached underneath Anya’s Lancer revved loudly, drawing Cole’s eyes to where it presently was in Anya’s hands and right in-between Cole’s legs, “MMmm...baby, I’m a woman…with a chainsaw right next to your cock. Why don’t you relax right now?” Anya whispered back to Cole with a big grin on her face.
“Shit Anya…” Cole said with a smile as he backed off of her, “I’m just playing with you. I know you’re Marcus’s girl anyway. I wouldn’t mess with his shit like that.”
Marcus just laugh a little grunt, “Heh. Being with Anya wouldn’t be any more relaxing than fighting the Grubs.” Anya just gave Marcus a scowl and threw a pebble at him, “Keep it up Fenix and the next time it’ll be a frag hitting you.”