Fiction:Beginnings

Braniss zoomed across the wastes of Ronia, his Scratter propelling itself at top speeds of 300 miles per hour. He zoomed past everything, not being able to see much because of the high speeds. It was good to take a day off from the military. It was kinda fun having a military job, being in the Seven Starr Alliance, if a low ranking soldier. But it was good to take a rest, without fates of the world being on your shoulders.

Braniss slowed down his Scratter, pulling the creaky lever in the dashboard. The Scratter zoomed to a stop, and Braniss opened the door, taking out his Laser Rifle. Time to hunt some rakargs in Hell Gorge. Braniss sniffed the air with his snake-like tongue, his frog like eyes blinking as the sun beat down in his eyes. Braniss crawled up a hill, one that was directly over those pest's nests. Positioning himself over the small gorge, Braniss zoomed in his scope on his rifle, looking at the giant black lizards crawling in the sun-baked valley.