The sound of almost constant back and forth gunfire echoed across the shattered ruins of what had once been a Soviet Bloc city. The gunfire arched between two sides, one dressed in black uniforms wearing some form of gas mask that obliterated all humanity, and the other wearing the pieced together uniforms that signified some type of rebel. Cries of pain, death, and inhuman shrieks echoed throughout the concrete and steel graveyard.

The black uniformed humans were quickly gaining ground over their enemies and it seemed their aggressive push would drive the rebels away. A line of distinct speech broke over the chaos and its inhumanity was obvious. “Protection Teams on standby, move in to secure position from biotics.” The black uniformed personnel responded to the order by advancing forward at a more rapid pace, the gunfire from their side become far more concentrated and deadly.

The rebels broke and ran, falling back into the ruins under the withering assault as mechanical voices cried in aggression and victory. Soon all that was left clinging to the rubble was a group of twenty or so black uniformed humans. Their faces obscured by white gas masks with glowing blue lenses. One, wearing a red armband, moved to address the group. “Team one; hold this position and wait for Overwatch to access the situation.” Scattered responses of “Confirmed,” drifted from the others.

A sudden loud noise shattered their stoic attitude in millisecond leaving them all confused and disturbed. The confused men looked at the large metallic structure looming above the city. It stood sharply against the red sky, almost like a giant grave marker indicating the largest burial pit in history. From the top of the spire rose a massive beam of light seeming to rend the sky like a needle punching through fabric. They all stared in complete and utter horror and shock as a massive ball of energy surged through the beam of light and into the reddened sky causing a massive flash that left them all reeling in pain.

They were thrown to the ground by a secondary blast of almost pure energy that left their radios barking static. The men stood and tried to make sense of what happened only to be thrown back to the concrete as a second wave of energy enveloped them. This time the others let out intense screams of agony that were soon silenced by the eerie sound of an EKG flatline. The officer with the red armband could feel himself dying…and feeling almost thankful as the pain faded leaving him to float in an infinite void of darkness eternal. He welcomed the punishment for his sins…

Soon however he realized he was not alone in the infinite void of unending darkness and quiet. Another being starred at him, it was a man…He was wearing some form of blue suit and carrying a briefcase. The man’s posture was stiff and unyielding, his actions almost mechanical in their perfection. The officer felt uncomfortable in the strange visitor’s presence.

The figure walked up to the officer, who felt his ability to move being stolen from him…He was at the mercy of the unknown and it was looking him dead in the eyes with a gaze that was lacking so much humanity it pierced even the glowing lenses of the mask. The figure spoke, “Well well…What have we here…” A shiver erupted from the restrained at the strange speech from the suited figure. It was like the man was simply wearing a façade, and that it was doing a poor impression of humanity.

The figure spoke again, “Seems I have a new prize…and you should be perfect for my new little plan.” The restrained figure struggled at the very idea of being forced into some strange plot by the unknown…creature…in front of him but knew there was no escape. As the suited man snapped his fingers, the void around the officer dissolved in an instant and he found himself bodily thrown against grass. His head impacted the ground knocking him senseless and leaving the disturbed officer in a strange new place without as much as a backwards glance. Stunned and in pain, the man managed to stand and begin stumbling around slightly. He knew the grass was too green to be from where he’d come from, and the blue sky made it even more obvious he was far away from his origins.

His shattered thoughts were scattered even harder when he was impacted by a streak of rainbow light that left him reeling on the ground from several broken bones. His world dissolved into another abyss, but this one was composed of pain and confusion. A bluish shape settled into his vision and a startled female voice echoed through the fog of pain. “Oh no! Er…Hold on! I’ll get help, just hang in there!” He blacked out not moments later.