PREDATORS

In the year 2025, the world has fallen prey to monsters and mysterious beings from another dimension
and the fate of the human race is in shambles. In order to combat the "Breachers", the United Nations
has

The Huge Minotaur that stood before him glared at its opponents, as if
sizing them up.

“Humans dare send a small number of troops against me?”

The Minotaur’s voice shook the entire military base, capable of

overwhelming those that would hear it. However, the Ten Humans that
stood before it were unfazed.

“This is where you will die, Schwein.”

Nero spoke with conviction.

Schwein, one of the Great Generals of the Horde roared, taunting the
ten small figures to attack him.

“Schwein, this will be the day that will mark Mankind’s first victory
against the Horde. WE WILL PUT AN END TO THIS HELL.”

The Commander of the Intel Division cried out, his cry touched the
hearts not just his comrades, but with the viewers who were watching
the battle being live streamed.

The battle was of epic proportions. Dozens of Boar Humanoids appeared

to hinder the ten humans who were battling the General. The earth is
torn and the sky itself was divided by the battle. Despite having no
magical powers, the humans were able to drive the General's forces
with ease.

For Nero, losing this battle would mean the end of the world. The
Horde would invade other countries and expand their colony. If the
party could not eliminate the overwhelming threat, humanity would
cease to exist.

"This is not the time to back off."

Nero reminded himself.

They fought all the way through the horde of Pig Humans and fought the
last enemy.

"Here it comes, Schwein's ability is called Enrage. It gives him great

strength the more he is angry."
"Dimitri, send out a drone of yours and look for weak spots within the
general's body. The rest of us will distract it."

Eight minutes later, there were five humans that stood their ground
against the wrath of the General. The others were unconscious after
fighting for so long.

Dimitri, the engineer has finished the analysis of the body.

"Aim for the chest... We must throw every ounce of power that we have
left on the chest."

Schwein knew they were aiming for his bare chest. Startled that the
humans were able to comprehend his power, he decided to get serious.
He roared, drawing the five humans towards him.

"Good, this way it would be easy for all of you to die."

The secret to his strength was the ability to use "breathing

techniques". It allows him to be stronger and faster as he is able to
circulate the flow of blood in his body at ease.

After Seven more minutes the great struggle was over. The General was
killed in battle. His gigantic body fell to the ground, causing a mild
tremor on the process. The five hunters that were left standing were
mortally wounded. Nero's received dual slash wounds in a shape of an X
on his chest.

"It's finally over." The Commander spoke.

Exhausted from the battle, they decided to convene once they regained
some of their strength. It was night time when they gathered near the
General's head. Amongst the ten fighters, there were three survivors.
Nero, The Commander of the Intel Division, and Lance Corporal Aurora,
A medic. The three sat on the carcasses of the deceased pigs. They
were all at ease since the threat of the Horde was minimized.

"Finally, We killed one of their generals."

"Thank you Everyone." Aurora, the medic spoke.

Aurora looked at Nero whose white shirt was full of blood.

"Are you okay?"

Nero nods, despite receiving two slashes, the Latter was able to
cauterize the wound earlier. He was using one of his swords to help
him stabilize himself.
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On this day... Mankind received a Grim Reminder. Humanity strives to

survive from the terrible monsters named The Horde. The United Nations
mustered a military organization called the Legion. They are tasked in
taking the fight back to the Horde and restore Humanity back to its
former glory. I am 2LT Nero Silva and this is my story...

Prologue

An ordinary life is something that I am missing. Thinking back to my

younger years, I could still remember the times that I yearned to
become a doctor. Staying inside comfy clinics and entertaining to my
sick patients. However, It all changed when I was selected as part of
the Legion's Medical Division. It all happened years ago on the
Genesis of the attack of the Horde. Thousands of innocent lives were
sacrificed in order to contain the invading monsters in a single
location, England. The United Nation's convened with all leaders of
the free nations in order to address and mitigate the wide spread
invasion of the Horde. Thus, it was decided that mankind will form its
own military forces and on that day the Legion was formed.\

It has been Seven Years since the chaos began. I have been serving the
legion from its birth, transferring from one division to another and
even ranking higher as the time pass by. My proficiency in the
responding to situations calmly and my medical profession has landed
me a job in the Special Forces Division of the Legion. We were coined
as the Sentinels, Guardians of Humanity.

[ O P E R A T I O N: E N D G A M E ]

Day 7

1000 hours

Bulford Camp

Legion Remnants

What used to be the beautiful scenery of Salisbury Plains was no more.

It was a wasteland that was ravished by the constant battles and
skirmishes against the Horde and the Legion.
"The Boar Division of the Legion is closing in on our location. To the
Combat Engineers make sure to relay any information with regards to
the movement of the Horde."

The information came from Captain Mcdonald, hailing from the Legion's
Intelligence Division. An advance party from the Horde consisting of a
small portion of their main army would be coming to destroy the last
bastion of Humanity's hope.

As the remnants of the once glorious legion prepared for the upcoming
battle, I could not help but remember all the things that transpired
that led to this point. The Horde, or as what we want to call the
group of creatures, monsters and deities came to our world in an event
called the Cataclysm. They came from another dimension called The
Great Beyond. These creatures mysteriously appeared on rifts (portals)
in England. Their arrival started the immediate fall of the Humans
living in the country resulting to thousands of innocent people killed
by their invasion. It continued up until the United Nations in
partnership with all the world's leaders decided to establish a wall
all around England to prevent the Horde from escaping the island of
England. Inside these walls, soldiers known as the Legion were tasked
to defend the humans living inside England.

I've lost a lot of friends whom I shared my problems with, Juniors who
wanted to follow my footsteps and Masters that taught me the basics of
fighting, Squad members whom I've had the pleasure of fighting
alongside with. Although, I am not very familiar with everyone in my
division, I am much acquainted with everyone and treated them as my
brothers and sisters.

These past months, the Legion was tasked by the UN, ordering the
evacuation of the citizens of every fortress in England. This was to
execute Operation Endgame. The UN its allied countries were aiming to
end the Seven year trauma that the Horde brought upon the human
civilization. The plan was simple yet reckless, the Legion use every
arsenal they have, including the Modern Military Equipment that all
nation has to offer to strike the Hell Gate. The gate where the Horde
gets their reinforcements from.

The Operation started a week ago, day after day, an untold number of
soldiers died on the Hands of the Horde. Ultimately, the planned
backfired and has turned into an endless slaughter to transpire.
Despite the efforts of modern nuclear weapons, atomic bombs and
hydrogen bombs, it was all futile. The Horde was winning and the
Legion's personnel were growing thin. Skirmishes from various portions
of England ended with the Horde's total victory, the survivors who
were able to gather here at Salisbury Plains would always commemorate
the fallen and would dream that one day bring justice for their fallen
comrades.

The remnants of the Legion were now on their Battle Stations. We were
numbering 15,000 able men and women. On our arsenal were 15 long
ranged mortars, 20 anti-air artillery, 15 Tanks and 25 mounted Machine
Guns. Aside from those modern weapons of war, we also have the
"traditional" weapons such as bows and arrows, stolen from warehouses
of the enemy and some swords and shields. Our battle formation was
simple, the commander of the legion, General Price, had divided us
into two groups, the first one would face the enemy head on while the
others would serve as reinforcements.

The First army, numbering 10,000. We were composed of Cavalry,

Footmen, Spearman. The Archers were stationed on an elevated portion,
ready to support the fighters with a hail of arrows.

The initial plan was to trample the enemies with the Cavalry Charge,
then we dwindle their numbers with the use of the footmen, spearmen
and archers. However, we all knew that it will never be that easy.

As we were on the field of battle, the team in charge of the Base

where monitoring our movements. They set up shop on St. George's
Church. They were led by Captain Mcdonald and assisted by 1LT.
Dimitri, a combat engineer. Dimitri is my brother in arms and a fellow
member of Sentinel. We've faced countless battles together, but not as
big as this.

Thirty minutes later, the hour of the battle is at hand. I immediately

rushed to my placement, the right side of the Legion General. He was
riding a white horse and was wearing a full set of armor.

He is Lt. Colonel Erwin Smith, the most chivalrous amongst the high
ranking officials of the legion. He has been my superior for seven
years and is the leader of the Sentinels. I could not believe that my
final battle would be with my captain.

"Sir, Sorry I'm late."

"It's okay. Are the preparations ready?"

"Yes sir, everything is all set."

"Good. Let us wait for the message."

On the distance, I could see something was approaching us. Could it be
an enemy. As it drew nearer, that thing turned out to be an eagle.. A
smoking eagle?

"Relax, That is one of Dimitri's toys."

I took a deep breath and took out the communication device.

Schwein, the Minotaur King.

He was a disaster class threat and one of the many Generals that leads
the Horde. Truly this would be a perilous battle. Having seen the
approaching enemy, I immediately relayed the message to the Commanding
Officer of the Remnants of the Legion.

"All Soldiers to your stations. Prepare the necessary things for this
last stand. Under no circumstances must the Horde pass this
threshold."

With the orders of the Commanding Officer, the soldiers immobilized.

Most of us were rushing back and forth, preparing the War Machines
that the camp had stored on the underground basement.

Thirty Minutes later, the Horde led by Schwein can already be seen
from this distance.

"They've finally come. Judging from the sheer numbers they far
outnumber us, tens of thousands to one." suggested Lance Corporal
Ezekiel, using a binoculars to survey the enemy. "Not to mention those
steel armor plating and wide arsenal of weapons they are carrying."

"Hate to break it to you, Greater numbers and weapons do not win

battles." retorted Sergeant Jefferson. "

PROLOGUE

A live footage of a battle in Salisbury Plains was broadcasted

worldwide. Millions of viewers were fixated on the screens watching
for the outcome of the ongoing battle.

It was a fight to the death, one of the Horde General were fighting
against three humans. The three were trying to buy some time for the
reinforcements to arrive at England. However, there sacrifices were in
vain. As soon as the fog was cleared, there stood the Minotaur,
triumphant. The head of the Leader of the three people was raised. The
other two were smashed to pieces by the rampaging beasts.

"It's all over. Humanity has finally fallen into our hands."

Just as he finished the statement, a blinding flash of light

appeared....

It was the cause of my displacement into the Great Beyond, truly a

blessing in disguise for me and for humanity for after that day. The
human race gained access to magical powers and abilities. As for me, I
was sent into the other world and became a slave.....

I am 2LT Nero Silva and this is my story.