The Deep ‖ Ethos & Deimos ‖ AU
unrxquitxd ____________________________ We’ll see creation come undone. Right below the surface, the softest shadows will be gone. We will become the creation that has won life, we will become the destruction that has cheated death. WE will be. ____________________________
The nightmares that break the surface only cause the detection of the Angels above. The light being thrown down into the vast ocean. Creatures within that light fighting for the right to claim it, for the right to keep the original claim there. To conjure a place of their own. Creatures from a place far beyond the whole ocean that engulfed this planet.
The crash of the waves upon the light made sure to let the nightmares aware of the danger that was to come. To let the nightmares see the war they had created. It was coming. They were coming, it was true. And so they had to surround themselves to make a world of their own. It was the end of the world to the creatures that has build cities, build relationships, civilization, empires! But the light was going to fix that. The light was not just some source that came from the sun, but from humans.
The date was 9x56x D0. It was about time the battleship was finally ready to deport. Land was created from metal and coral, piled rocks and organic life. And every night, they went searching. The enemy was near and the war was slipping from human fingertips. But they can finally turn it around. Battle Ship and Submarine: Sleipnir. It was finally ready. Never have the alliance been more proud of this beautiful engineering artwork.
“It is docked at a blockade base in the middle of the human territory, there ships from our home base up here can fly down to the planet and dock once the order is given.” And it was. Many navigators and fighters in transport ships, ready for the take off. Navigators in one ship, fighters in another. It was so far from him, but he could hear the sound. The sound of waves crashing upon the metal, the calls of the giant animals that had lived there. His body jerked and shifted with all the other, his body seeming to be made of jello as the ship twisted and turned with hard curved and turns. It finally stopped as the ships landed upon the makeshift land of the base.
Natural pink lighting glowed upon their faces as Navigators and Fighters left the transport vessels. Their feet crunching the stones and shells under their feet. Upon staring ahead there was wildlife out upon the sea, servant like otters with long faces that resembled sword fish start to hop like dolphins. This will be interesting. Perhaps it was the pink sun light that faded to white, or the orange water that seemed to every so often fade to red as you stared deeper into it. But this fighter, Deimos, started to have negative feelings for this place.
Feet clanking upon the ship as many men started to follow the commander upon it. Many nonmilitary personnel already aboard. Deimos’s head snapped back for a moment of hearing communication between many fighters and navigators. He has yet to find his navigator….but that is a good thing. Phobos seems to talk way too much for any normal person to even need in their life. His feet carried him away from the group and upon this he found himself just exploring by himself. He had no idea where his room was…he would figure it out though.
Expressions gone with the faint sound of feet walking upon metal filled the hallway, his body stopping upon facing a door. Fingertips running over the control panel, trying a combination that had opened the door. Deimos had found the bridge….it wasn’t empty to his surprise, and to even more surprise there were the group of navigators coming down the same hall he just came from….which was also the only exit. He slunk down into the bridge, getting close to the wall in hopes that no navigator or other had seen him.
