Prologue: The Icy Past.
A figure stumbled through layers of the snow found in a Cooling Chamber. Snow continued to fall as the figure, easily identifiable as a Knight, sat down and rummaged in her pack for a Health Pill. She found and consumed one.
The Knight seemed to hear something.
"What's that?" she asked herself, and then, "Ouch!"
Gremlins, by what she could see of them.
Wonderful. She scrambled to her feet, shielding.
Her shield broke. Wolvers, too. The ice ones, whatever they were called.
Why could she never remember anything? she thought* as she pulled out her 5* Snarble Barb. She had even forgotten its name. She took up a 5* Shockburst Brandish, and chose a Barbarous Thorn Shield at random, and, switching to (Snarble Barb) rushed at the Wolvers.
As the last Wolver gave its death cry, she turned to fight the Gremlins and was confronted by a Trojan, barely managing to dodge its rush.
"Oh, nice of you to join the party," she remarked and began to slash at some Silkwings who had joined a bunch of Lumbers.
Bashing them down, she turned to the Gremlins, and scanned them.
As many Menders as others, all types except for Scorchers.
A new type, wasn't it...Crimsonskull? Yes, after all, it couldn't be Darkfang because that was Tier 3, and this was even deeper.
She dived at a Mender, who drew back and tried to shoot an ember bolt, which was engulfed by the snow.
She soon took care of him, and the others, though she had been annoyed because they kept healing one another. At last she could get the Gremlins, and move on to the Trojan...s.
Three of them now.
She lured them into a triangular shape, ideal for vials, then bashed them with a curse vial, and activated a Mecha Knight, and with its help destroyed them. Thank goodness they couldn't heal. Even if they could, it would injure the healing ones and their health would go round in circles.
Pausing a moment to rest, and to make sure no other creatures remained, she continued on, more carefully so she wouldn't stumble again on a party button before she was ready, she went over her memories for what seemed like the thousandth time.
* The "s" in "she" was intended to be lowercase, I needed to confirm so it would not be picked up as a grammatical error.
Note: This is a 4-part story (Prologue, Icy Past, Ch. One, The Skylark, Ch. Two, The Destruction of Haven, and Epilogue, And a Warm Future.) and is not completed.
Thanks for your time (If you decide to read it),
EcoRTB666, AKA Remiliaoftheearth/Haereoftheforest/Thynoaeofthefire. Most often found as Remilia.
Chapter One: The Skylark.
Note: This chapter was based on six words: "the primary tearium core had exploded" or something similar.
She was born when the two stars, Sky and Lark, met in their normally opposed cycle (In their figure eight rotation, one would be at the top, the other at the bottom.). Her mother, a prophet, foretold that her fortune would come when Sky and Lark were joined.
The Spiral Knights learned that their planet's core was becoming unstable, because the minerals in the "crust" were seeping into the tearium in the core. A collision between the other minerals and the tearium produced an explosion, and the earthquakes, the result of multiple explosions, were tearing the planet apart.
The knight, Remiliaoftheearth, along with two friends, Sereon and Deiie, and her brother, Firemetal, came up with two ideas. In the letters they used, here is their conversation:
"Greetings, great lords and ladies,
"We have found a way to escape the undeniable destruction of the planet. The pods we use that can hold one knight each; why not make a larger version of them that can hold thousands?
"Truly yours,
"Remilia & Co."
"Greetings, smartmouths,
"You must be the thousandth person to suggest that.
"Think of a means of fuel and we'll consider the idea.
"Not very truly yours,
"Gransio & Co."
"Greetings, again.
"Why not use the same effect that is like to destroy us?
"Still truly yours,
"Remilia & Co."
"Good work!"
Forget the formalities. This was actually helpful, finally, not just bigmouths strutting around and saying they found the way!
The best engineers were soon at work, special workers harvesting as much pure tearium as possible, making a smaller version of the planet's core, injecting the tearium into it, making a "tunnel" from the primary core (the one holding the tearium) to the ejecting core, which had another tunnel leading to the secondary core where the other minerals required for the explosion were going to be kept.
At last everything was ready, but was almost destroyed by a huge earthquake. Final tests were rushed and everyone on the planet was hustled aboard.
The ship, named Skylark after the fact that all four knights (Remilia, etc.) had something to do with the two stars, took off. Remilia finished checking on the cores, then, leaving Firemetal in charge, walked off to train (what she called resting).
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Remilia heard a rumble.
"That doesn't sound right," she muttered to herself, and dashed off to make sure that everything was right in the fuel room.
There was a complete stranger manning the fuel.
The minerals - all of them - were in the ejecting core, and moving towards the primary core via its tunnel.
"No! Stop!" she screamed at him but mineral touched tearium and both exploded.
"You IDIOT!" she yelled.
"Name's Blenny," the knight said, trying to sound careless, and failing.
Remilia ran off to give the alarm.
Within minutes the room was full of people, all wearing Proto gear which provided a slight protection against the vacuum of space, trying to get to the tousands of pods located in every suitable place around the ship.
Soon, only Remilia and Firemetal (Fire) remained, and only the two emergency pods were available.
"If we use them, the ship will self-destruct."
"The ship isn't any use to us now the fuel's gone and it's wrecked."
"Oh, all right."
They each got into one of the two emergency pods, and ejected. The last words Remilia heard were "Emergency self-destruction malfu..."
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Remilia sat up among the rubble, hearing a message telling her to go to some Rescue Camp. Might as well. Wherever she was, most other Spiral Knights must have survived.