[b][u]All I See Is Blood...Therefore It Is My Love, My Hate, My Everything[/u][/b] [b]Dojo Orbit, Dread stealth attack ship, reporting to the [i]Nightmare[/i], the Dread lead ship[/b] "Let us know when to open fire, sir." The General rubbed his chin, his massive pistols on either hip. A shotgun and sword were on either shoulder blade, leading down his back. Another man, smaller, but more known walked up next to him. A cigar rested, lit in his mouth. As his face came into the light, the view saw who he was, what he was. Python. The mere sight of the beast shook everyone in the room. He grinned, and there was a pump of both his shotguns, War and Peace. "Do it." "BATTLE CODE ALPHA BRAVO TANGO CHARLIE!" The orbital defenses were torn apart. Bombers, dropping Phazon and anti-matter, wrapped into one, destructive bomb. Whole ships were swallowed, then spat out and swallowed again, lost to space and time. The ground forces began to deploy, Broodmothers leading their sons into combat. Fanatics raining from the sky, exploding house and towns with ease. That's when everyone in Dojoville saw it. The pinnacle of destruction. The bravest of men shook it their boots as their pants slowly got warmer. The World Eater. It stepped off the loading bay, beginning it's decent from orbit. Fire engulfed the being, and it hit the ground, shaking the entire planet. The Dread had done their homework, EMPs went off as they hit the ground. Shields dropped. Python and the General were escorted by Destroyers, a class of Dread that guarded the highest of the command. Armed with 105mm rifles the size of their arms, they were a force to be reckoned with. The end had begun, the civilians had no chance of living, that was obvious. They went down into a praying position as Berserkers ran ahead, literally tearing them to shreds and eating the remains. They seemed to get bigger as they did, their muscular bodies engulfing hundreds of pounds of meat in seconds. Python and the General began to heat up, massive Vulcan rounds flying through buildings and people like a fifty caliber through paper. [spoiler]Open, get that ass ready[/spoiler]