THE REBIRTH OF THE CRIMSON FIST
The world seemed quiet to the truebirth camp. Every little had
changed, nothing new on the horizon. They had been stationed out here
for a few weeks to check out some activity but as of yet all they had
done is tree a few squirrels. Then as if perplexed the warrior starred
into the distance. "This can't be. They are only a legend." the truebirth
said under his breath. Then with a bolt he ran towards his mech screaming
"Their here!!" Those were his last words as a medium laser cut him in half.
With that the truebirth camp erupted in fire. The battle was over in
seconds so fast that a surprised truebirth captain and his guard exited
a tent to see their destroyed camp. Fear rushed to their face. Looking
down the barrel of a large laser mounted on the summoner the captain
watched as the chest of the mech opened. At a quick glance he saw a
Stormcrow and a Nova at his rear. A voice echoed out of the Summoner
"You are the first to feel the Rebirth of the Order of the Crimson Fist"
as Quinlan stepped out of the mech. "Go tell the clans that Terra
has never and will never be yours." As the men ran off Quinlan turned to
GoldTalon. "Talon, how many men does it take to deliver a message."
A devilish smiled formed on Talon's face "Just one."