Spread your wings. (Fan Fiction Contest)

[quote]A time ago, this desolate Martian city stood proud and full. The dunes of red sand not the occupant, but the people its dwellers. Once a building, now a mocking tomb; this is said of each tower and home in the city. Only now to be revived from its coma, a lone fire team approaches. The Guardian taking point, Perdidit, is a fine boy. He does his job, and he does it well. Today his job was the recovery of a lost item, an audio diary, in the Viator building. This job was further away than his usual ones, but this place was sentimental. This building was owned by his family, and was the same place his mother died a year ago. He and his squad casually walk up the stairs to the building, there is no present danger. He remembers the last time he came here, it was with his mother, when they were ambushed. It was another fire team, they shot his mother right in front of him. He walks inside and tells his fire team to stay by the entrance, that he had some personal business to attend to. They are confused but obey, and Perdidit walks over to a nearby hallway. Last time he was in this hallway, he was carrying his mother’s body. He was shot in the foot and had to drop her, then fall out a side window. He looks at the end of the hallway, there’s a suit of Titan armor, his mother’s class. It’s not all together; he sees her glove and picks it up, it has something inside. [i]His mother’s hand[/i], with a notable bite mark on it, is inside. He turns around and sees the beast. Forgetting the job, he sets his helmet down by his mother’s, and stands. [/quote] I'm pretty sure I severely messed up on wording, but that 300 word limit is tricky.