《バルキリー (Valkyrie)》Volume One | Prologue
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A dark purple clad machine floated through space. It's outer armour was battered and beaten to a pulp.
It's armour was slender and curved, thin at the torso and larger at the chest.
A ragged sharp claw was attached to a high density tendril, it was like an elongated set of teeth. It was ran from the machines back.
Why does it have to be like this!
What was the point in us fighting, if fate was against us this entire time!
Fuck this! If I'm going down I'm bringing you all with me!
A Valkyrie Strike hovered over the dark purple machine aiming it's plasma beam rifle at it.
The latter had sparkling crimson red liquid pouring out of what looked like an etching, designed to look like a mouth on the machine.
Suddenly the dormant machine sprung to life, as it's body withered around. Short jagged spikes spurted out of the machines seals, and crimson red electricity sparked from its eyes.
The clawed spike extending from its back came to life. The jaw like spike clutched around the torso of the enemy Valkyrie Strike.
The screams of a male pilot could be heard, as the jaw clamped down on it's target, severing the Valkyrie Strike in half whilst crushing the pilot inside.
It wasn't long when three extra tendrils pierced through the dark purple machines back, similar to it's former.
"Fire! Open fire!" Another male pilot ordered over the intercom. As the surrounding Valkyrie Strikes fired their plasma beam weapons at the enemy machine.
As for the dark purpled machine, an ear piercing screech that resembled a tramautised teenage girl rang out. Nearly deafening the pilots in the Valkyrie Strikes.
"What the hell!" A male pilot shouted holding his hands over his ears.
When looking at his imaging within his cockpit, fear kicked in as the enemy machine busted towards him.
It's four tendrils clamping its jaw like spikes across his Valkyrie Strike tearing it to shreds.
Another scream could heard over the intercom.
"Keep firing at her!" Another pilot ordered.
That fear soon wrapped it's clutches around the pilot. When he saw the dark purpled machine emerge from the smoke filled explosion, it's crimson red eyes staring at him.
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