The Protectors: log one

Sveargith Gix flew over yal-487. Known to the locals Qelsivon. The light purple soil and the white fungi bowls sped by. Six armed gluvi, running below us in herds. The fluffy spinning musli floating away as we passed. A clear green sky. This planet was beautiful in its own unique way. Gix flapped his Pegasus wings. I flew besides him feeling the magical drain of each wing flap.
Our destination ahead was ahead of us. Flashes of guardian plasma and the beams of lazes alerting us to its location. Below us two trenches faced each other 500 yards apart. Flashes of light exchanging between the two as guardian forces stalled the Loreergan legion.

When gix reached the battle field he dived towards the smaller trench. His armor responding perfectly to his every action .As he dived down a beam hit him, his armor absorbed the blast easily. He landed with a hard thud. On impact his body entered its war phase. His normal teeth receded his war fangs popping out. Gix's fur stood on end and sharpened. His heart sped up and a surge of energy flooded through him. The world slowed down. And finally his pupils slitted as the world entered beautiful new detail.
Gix ordered “armor, commander Blood blade identify"
The hub on the helmet highlighted a, blood red armored, stallion 20 feet away. Gix walked over to him passing the gray armored clones. When the commander noticed him he pounded his left hoof on breastplate. Before standing to attention.

In a deep voice Bloodblade announced “General Sveargith Gix, sir”

"At ease commander.” Gix responded his mild voice squeaky in comparison.

"Sir" Bloodblade asked "may I inquire, why you are here? Shouldn't you be leading the planetary siege?”

"Protector Greycloack has taken command of the siege. The main assault force has succeeded in fortifying its flank you have served the order well. I've been given orders to take command of this position “Gix answered

"I assume were to pull back to the main force.” Bloodblade said enthusiastically.

Gix took a deep breath .Then he released it.

"How has your death dreams been lately?”

Bloodblade's smile turned to a frown then he sighed.

"They already have enough guardians to take the planet. Gix explained.

"Loyalty eternal, my troops And I are yours to command general "Bloodblade said as he bowed to Gix.

"Armor assign the groups and open a com link. Troops I am General Sveargith Gix. As we speak you are being separated into two groups’ omega and alpha. On my command you are to going me in a charge towards the enemy's position .Within 40 feet you are to enter the Berserk phase. Group alpha is to provide suppression fire and preform your own charge behind commander Bloodblade once we hit the trench! Life preservation level 2.”Gix commanded.

617 Guardians responded "loyalty eternal!"

"I hate ask but, you mine giving us a hand here?" Gix asked me.

"300 years and you finally ask. I don't know I'm not really in the mood ...kinda tried to be honest."

"Bullshit!"

Our conversation was interrupted as one of the clones heads was cleaved open by a laser.

"Hey Bloodblade, a barrel of dwarf en beer that my death is more epic than yours."

"You know sir I might take you up on that.”

Gix laughed as he jumped out of the trench. The right gun on his armor turned 90 degrees and fired a slow bright ball of plasma strait up towards the sky. As he landed Gix roared and charged towards the enemy trench. Me and about 300 guardians followed suite. I allowed my blessing to flow throughout the guardian ranks spreading primitive, powerful, untamable energy! 10 times more powerful than any amount of adrenaline. I caught up with Gix with ease.

"How do you feel?” I asked Gix.

"ALIVE!!!" He roared across the link.

I laughed and laughed as we ran across no man’s land. So berserk and alive that death dare not claim us. Plasma bolts and laser beams streaking through the air tearing up the ground we walked on. Yet we did not stop driven as mad as we were.
When we got to trench. Gix didn't even slow down. Smashing through the parapet as to pin a Loreergan to the ground with his tavra, a hoof mounted plasma blade, a Loreergan lashed out with its tentacle. Gix tore out the tavra. Swinging it around he cut off all four of assaulter's tentacles. He then grabbed the Loreergan's head and tore it off .Yellow blood sprayed the trench walls. Gix's two guns came out and shot 4 more Loreergans with plasma bolts. After that Gix became a tornado of blood, organs and ash. At that point the other troops hit the trench, literally, they followed in Gix's example smashing through the parapet. Screaming and roaring at the same time in mad blood lust. Some of the clones went to town with their shrikes, a hoof/ wrist mounted foot long retractable blade, others forgot they even had weapons. Simply tearing the Loreergans apart with their bare hoofs Before Devouring their flesh. The trench became a moat of red and yellow blood, organs floating to the top. I howled my joy to the stars.

I tumbled out of bed. Flailing as I did. My head hit the wood floor with a sharp crack. Then my familiar stuck its gigantic wolf head through the wall.

"Hey don't start anything without me! “He noticed me on the floor. “Oh you’re awake. Why are you on the floor? We’re not having any wet dreams are we?"

"This again” I thought to myself "Are you ever going to get over the fact that I don't have a dick anymore? It’s been 600 years .I just had a flashback in my sleep.”

"Really, which battle? “He asked.

"Yal-487, the Mad Charge."

"Ooh, I loved that battle.”

"I know I saw it from your perspective."
“Really! Any way I'm going to eat some ice-cream!"
“You’re a gigantic blue wolf made out of mystic energy. You don’t have a stomach, or taste buds for that matter!” I mentally shouted at the retreating head.
I got up and looked at the floor, and sighed. There was a foot long crack in the floor were my head landed. Great I’ll have to fix that.
"Today is going to be horrible” I said to myself as I walked down stairs.
Little did I know that would be a hell of an understatement?