By David C. Daoust The Battle Drone did not stop there– after dropping the assassin, Tobias Two-guns, the Dragon’s vile minion continued its mission to find ever more lives to remove from the Dirty Damsel: Taylor Gale survived the Factions War, though just barely. She was a pilot of the Royal Vanguard. One of the…
By David C. Daoust The Great Dragon took the losses in stride as it continued to circle overhead. Its angelic wings slicing through the desert air as easily as its minion’s weaponry sliced through the flesh below. A great shadow flowed over the Behemoth-class Heavy Freighter as the mechanical demi-god dared soar ever lower. The…
By David C. Daoust ‘Just a lot on my mind, I guess,’ he said. And continued to say- in her brain- over and over again. Not like Harper didn’t have a lot on her mind as well. Ratchet was not the only one effected by the current upheaval on the moon… Her big sister was…
By David C. Daoust Charles the First was starting to lose hope. The First Wave teen started his search with a full complement of crew members. Even had Farrah set up a relay among separate Rovers spread throughout the moon… They all played along for days and days. Yet, the longer the search went on,…