EarthBorn: First Days
Titans and Indians

SKY CHANGE

The Last Day Of Afraid

...From far to the right flank something breaks the standoff, trees snapping hard the entire field looks over to the right only to replace the Forrest moving, being cut down and mowed over by an approaching unknown force, they reveal themselves onto the field, eight hundred yards away and they still cannot be mistaken...

“STOMPERS”...Tankitz screams out, one hundred battle ready Star Fathers take the field striking fear into both the allied armies but only for a moment as they grit their teeth and mentally take the blow...

“WE MUST HOLD THE LINES”...pleads Rune halting any of the soldiers from moving, Anuk the native warrior chief looks to his men, their ready faces painted and feathered with blood they do not need to be asked, he nods and breaks away unordered leaving a gap in the line...”FILL THE VOID!”...Mortem and Gaia seize their chance and along with Orin and Mungam all send their cave men down unto the now weakened line, most of the horde in the trees the two allies form a crescent killing zone allowing only manageable amounts to come out the Forrest, sapiens and Colonian masked men wade in to the kill zone to join the Knights in the defined combat zone, the masked men assassins acrobats wielding two pin like blades of a beasts sting they sink in and out of flesh as if stabbing water paralyzing instantly...”BREAK THE LINE TAKE UP SWORDS”...Rune orders the sapiens, they throw their spears hard and far into the waiting masses skewing many through armours drawing swords and heading into the fray they watch each others back clusters of five hard to break...

...Anuk and his Hillsiders in the face of giants they must now do combat with, they stand dropping their spears to the ground and removing outer layers down to bare chest, they take out their native knives axes and personal trophy formed weapons the Star fathers see they now have someone to kill pick up the pace to a jog Titanox and Chasma at the front...”AHYP”...The chieftain let out his native war cry before he leads his Hillsiders to meet the giants head on, the giants pick up their pace to charge speed, the closer the Hillsiders get the more unstable the ground becomes, three times the mass of a brute man and twice as tall as the biggest of them they rage into battle armoured with devastating strength , one hundred yards left the Hillsider begin weaving and breaking up into killing parties each targeting a different foe launching random arrows, the giants launch boulders at the natives they take a few down before drawing their heavy weapons, clubs axes Chasmas sword and Titanox wielding his raw stone mace ready to crush any they can, ten yards the Hillsiders take action, they slide and slice legs they jump digging their daggers into the giant flesh and hold on some lay mangled from misjudgement, the colossal soldiers stomp break and dismember any they can grabbing and swinging like mindless brutes with those unfortunate enough to fall into their grasp have bites taken then immediately discarded to bleed out, smaller ones fall faster but still take multiple deep cuts and vital thrusts to be brought down those who try to stand toe to toe get crushed under the weight of the titanic armaments, the giants start to gain the upper hand they prove too well armoured, they begin to force back the Hillsiders stamping on any too slow to fall back, with the Native warriors in retreat gaps open up giving the giant warriors to regroup for another assault...”EARTH THANE THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH”... Kolide calls out dispatching the stacker in his hand, Rune takes notice and slashes his way through to his lines and runs to Aid Anuk against the titans, Kolide heads in for the counter attack until he hears the sapien men screaming hard behind him, he turns to replace Orin of stone lifting his fists from two mushed men blood wets his cold hard stone hands...”So it’s you again, I never thought in all the endless possibilities I’d ever get to face a shepherd alone on a field of battle, now there’s three of you on this very one!”...Kolide directs at the numb stone golem that is Orin who roars clearing all around his granite body forming a duel...”Soon to be TWO!”...Kolide charges for his sworn enemy , a chance at revenge on one of the shepherds he swings true taking huge chips from Orin with each connection, Orin swings and punches the ground but he is too slow Kolide takes flight up his grounded arm atop the shepherds broad shoulders, with all weight and might he drives his sword deep behind the neck chasing the spine and with one huge pivotal shove Orin of stones head falls to the ground ending his life...he is no more...His lifeless bulk slams to the floor bringing the sapiens morale up they rush across to reinitiate the combat treading upon the Shepard of stone now a pew to sit still forever home to mosses and grasses... The Colonians hold strong with numbers they make more headway in their advance, like a super organism shielded and active they herd hordes better then any...

Rune and a few of the sapiens who followed join with Anuk , the giants gather not far for their final assault still seventy strong, Thane stands aside Anuk looking on at the formidable men...”now we know why they call em stompers...big bastards”...Anuk looks at Rune....”BIIIG BASTARD”... slapping his arms insinuating strength...they take one last deep breathe before starting to jog towards the giants Rune and Anuk affront, the giants start to pick up the pace before freezing, they begin to smell the air their nose carrying them to their left from inside the Forrest....”AHHHHH THUMP-PING” ...One Legion has arrived cannonballing from the highest of the canopy and Down felling one of the giants in a single blow, his troop of apes follow and begin setting about the giants from ankles to throats climbing clawing and savaging any parts they can Rune continues the charge the Hillsiders close behind , the giants busy trying to remove any of the apes that cling to their flesh their legs and bellies make easy targets for the band, they cut tendons and bury as many blades as they can into the downed titans keeping them down for good, Chasma the most gifted does not falter taking the fewest wounds Legion picks him out, amongst his loyal troop and the Hillsiders Chasma stands out to him, to settle a score he heads for him the best thing he can do is take their champion down and break their will...”CHASMA! LET US FINISH WHAT YOU STARTED AT TITAN PEAK”...Chasma finishes the Hillsider beneath his feet by putting his weight down on his foot that rests upon the natives back before turning to face One legion...” THE FILTH THAT MURDERED OUR FUTURE KING..., YOU SURVIVED”...Legion does not reply, he darts for the champion Weapon in hand and picks up where the two left off... This time till the end... Rune sees Titanox unguarded with Legion engaging his right hand protector and seizes his chance, he runs for the gap taking pieces of any who come onto his path with him, just Five yards remaining, Titanox brings his mace down Rune sliding between his legs avoiding a certain end Earth thane takes to the Achilles heels of the Giant King Titanox he instantly falls trying to pivot another step, the sound of their kings fall brings the Star Fathers to halt, they stand in stare at Earth thane over their King defeated yet he does not slay the king, with all the giants yielded he looks about, their will fight shines no more unless he end their king and bring the highest of rank to leadership Rune walks away leaving the king to be tended by his own few left and regroups with the Hillsiders...”ONE LEGION THIS BATTLE IS OVER, COME!”...Legion and Chasma stand ten years apart in heavy breathe both taken a pounding but still ready for more, after just gaining redemption he does not wish to go backwards so with great restrain Legion walks away staring at Chasma with mall content to join Rune and the rest...”IM GLAD TO SEE YOU FRIEND, I SAVED AS MANY AS I COULD FOR YOU”...Rune points his blood stained blade over to the main battle two hundred and fifty yards away...One Legion does not wait immediately charging for the horde his troop of apes follow only him ,Rune and the warriors remaining make for the battle, all that is left is to break the stackers will and deal with the remaining two shepherds...

“DO NOT YIELD MY WARBOUND!...IN THE NAME OF YOUR QUEEN CRUSH THEM!”...Tankitz roars at his troops, The Colonian forces push harder then ever, walking over the carpet of dead even their own fallen forcing the left flank to fold letting their masked men loose among the broken stackers, thousands remain yet they flee in all directions in chaos, the sapiens now re-joined by Rune, One legion, Anuk and the Hillsider survivors head in to the final fray and cut their way to the shepherds and Mortem himself, they all fight with everything they have left, thrusting slicing amputating and hacking the stackers down until there were none standing to fight all clearing the field, the shepherds seeing their army scattering turn and make retreat to black cliff even cutting down their own men to get away from the slaughter, the allies stand victorious, the enemy flee the field...”HAKA BOOM!” ...the Colonian army cheer continuously, the sapiens resolute they do not cheer , their enemy flees alive back to the nest their blood not on the ground the sapiens will not leave them let free, the fresh memories loss and heartache at the hand of the shepherds will not permit the men to walk away...