After a very long, boring descent, the elevator shaft opened up into a vast biome-sphere. we could see a small base camp below us, full of knights and field ration crates.
"Whoa," muttered Achyar.
"Yeah, much more impressive than I could have imagined," I said.
The elevator touched ground. A knight wearing Deadshot Armor with a Plague Needle greeted us.
"So.... you're the new squad huh?"
"Yes. We were sent here directly by Intel Agent Kora. Show us to the base camp."
"Alright. Follow me."

We hiked a short distance through rough, rocky terrain, until we reached camp.
"You can head to those crates over there to grab something to eat as well as some of the supplies you'll need when exploring."
We all walked to the crates, where a Knight with a datapad was waiting. We all grabbed canteens and food pouches, as well as some compact field ammo packs.
"I think this will come in handy too," said Lydok. He then unsheated a long machete with a curved blade. "Perfect for cutting vegetation."
Then Yerelm cut in. "Where's Achyar?"

We all heard slurping and turned around to see Achyar gorging himself on field rations. He stopped when he saw we were giving him weird looks.
"What? I didn't have breakfast!" He said through a mouthfull of food.
"Uhh.... neither did we...."
"Hey! No more goofing off!" We heard someone say.
We turned to se Feron walking towards us.
"I want you four to get aquainted with the islands, so were sending you on a scouting mission. We need you to find the bridge leadingto the next island over. We searched the whole coast, and we can't find the blasted thing."
"Ever considered that it might be just that? Blasted?" piped in Achyar.
"Hmmm.... maybe, but we don't see any signs of Gremlin activity. Anyway, there's no time to waste. Head out to the east of the camp, ASAP!"

And east we went, off into the rainforest.

Why is no one reading it? D:

It had been a day since the battle at the bridge. The base camp had be packed up, and we were hiking out to the spot where we found the stone so we could insert the key orb. We walked out into the open area at the edge of the island, and Lydok (who luckily only had a few fractured bones) led us to where he found the stone. The stone itself had been destroyed in the construct's rampage, but the slot for the keystone was luckily intact. Achyar stepped forward and inserted the strange blue orb.

The ground began to rumble, and plants were uprooted as ancient power lines rose from the ground. A huge rusty metal bridge began to extend from the side of the island, and we could see the other half extend from the second island. After a few seconds the bridges connected with a mighty rumble, and they secured in place. Feron began barking orders.
"Alright! I don't know what the function is to close the bridge, so we'd better move out fast in case that there is a time limit before the bridge closes. Move move move!!"
Yerelm and and the rest of our squad set out first. Mist was coming up from the chasm below, so visibilty was minimal. We trudged on through the thick fog, until we were at the center point of the bridge. I huge locking mechanism held the sides together. The only part we could see however, was a large circle shape in the very center with a glowing blue minus across it. The symbol of energy. Feron stopped to take a head count.

"Okay.... we had 107 at the time we left camp..... let me make sure we didn't lose anyone in the fog."
He counted several times, and the result was always the same: 106.
"We're missing someone...... I wonder where they are? Let's stay here, if the just walk forward eventually they'll find us.... it's too risky to send search parties because they could get lost as well. All we can do is hope they didn't get disoriented.

I heard someone scream.
"Did you hear that?!"
"What?" said Feron
"I heard a scream!"
"You're probably just imagining it," he said, taking another head count. "Looks like we're all h- .....wait, one hundred five?!"
"Told you. Something's going on, we'd better get moving... we can't afford to lose any more kn-
Suddenly, the knight next to me shrieked as he was lifted up into the sky.
"AAAARGH!!! HELP ME!!!"
Two more were similary abducted.
"What's happening?!"
Then we saw it.

Greavers.
Thousand of the fiendish bats flew towards us out of the chasm, their wings beating in unison.
Then they were upon us.
I could hardly see through the flurry of wings around us, but I saw more and more knights being carried off.
I swung and shot blindly inyo the fog, when suddenly, I felt something garb my shoulders.
Suddenly I was being lifted away as well.
"Grab my hand, now!!"
It was Yerelm, reaching out his huge hand towards me.
But I was too far away. I knight grabbed him and pulled him away, knowing it was hopeless. All the survivors ran as fast as the could, to the other side, leaving all who had been abducted at the mercy of the Greavers.
I felt the grip on my shoulders dissapear.

I watched as my self and the other knights were all dropped into the chasm. I closed my eyes, knowing that this was probably the end.
Then we were all falling...

Okay, I think that's enough applications. I sent my friend in game mail to see if they wanted to apply too, and I'll type up the next chapter as soon as she mails me back with yes/no.

Huh? Am I alive.....? My vision is blurry, but i can make out a glowing orange splotch....... my Firo Driver. I just have to crawl over and- A began to move but then wave of intense pain shot through me. Ok. Not going to work...... so I just sit here and bleed to death? Rather ironic that I was dropped into chasm and miraculously survived, yet I'm unable to do anything but sit her and watch myself die. Oh well.... I'd had many great adventures in my day.... I think I'm satisfied enough. Then I saw shapes moving in the fog. Small, bulbous shapes. Devilites? They were moving towards me. One emerged from the fog. It was carrying a bowl of luminescent green liquid. He came towards me and took off my helmet, and poured the substance in my mouth. Then, several other devilites emerged from the mist and began to lift me up and carry me. Suprisingly, I felt no pain. Was it that green stuff they gave me? I felt myself dozing off to sleep. I let myself doze off, not caring what the strange fiends had in store for me.

I heard a voice.
"Hey! You! Wake up!"
I opened my eyes. I knight in Rock Jelly armor stood in front of me.
"About time you got up..... maybe they gave you a bit to much of the painkiller."
"Who's this "they" you're reffering to?" I said.
"The Devilites, of course. We're safe now."
"Oh, so you managed to escape then."
"No."
"Than what are we waiting f-"
"The Devilites aren't going to hurt us. They brought use to their camp and gave us food and drink. I think this place is so isolated they don't have a clue what we are."
Just then, a Devilite appeared carrying a gowl of what seemed to be soup and some water. It put them down beside me and walked away to where a few other Devilites were waiting.

"What is this place?"
"We're on some sort of mini-island at the botton of the chasm. Here, eat some of this. He handed me the bowl of soup. I reluctantly took a sip, and discovered it actually tasted pretty good. I then slurped down the whole bowl. I stood up and found my wounds were mostly bandaged and healed.
"Did they get our weapons?"
"Yeah, they layed them in a pile over there, we can get them whenever we are ready to leave camp."
"Those greavers lifted up a bunch more Knights than just us. Where are they?"
"Dead, or dropped somewhere else. We can try to search and see if there are any more survivors."
"Well, let's get a move on."
"Alright, grab your weapons, and the Devilites will show us the way out.

We grabbed our weapons and canteens, and I found my dirty, warped helmet lying on the ground.
"They left you a fresh set of armor."
It appeared to be a set coat and helm made out of some local beast. It looked like a blue wolver coat with jet black shiny fur trim. I quickly put it on and adjusted the helm straps. It was a bit awkward but they got the size mostly right. Two devilites escorted us to the edge of the plateau and showed us to a series of floating stone with wooden bridges stretched out across, up to a cave on the cliffside of the second isle.
We began walking up the old bridge, and we could only hope that the next isle was no as terrible as the first.

Sorry to dissapoint but I just have to bump because I've been busy.

Jonathan and I walked through the dark, wet cavern, along with Oliver and Tyke, two other Knights we had found hiding in the caves. They had panicked and attacked when we walked past, not see that we were friends, but we managed to calm them down. After an hour of hiking, we came upon a Devilite shrine deep within the cave. An altar sat in the middle, and pink runes were carved into the floor all around it. We hastily shuffled down the stairs to the altar. There were shards of purple crystals and black powder scattered all over the altar. In the center a Gran Faust sat in a holder. A arc of energy sparked from the sword on the altar and touched the Gran Faust I was currently carrying. Speaking of which, I wonder why the Devilites didn't take it?

Tyke scooped up some of the black power and put it in a bag. We walked up the stairs on the other side of the pit, and we saw a light up ahead. We sprinted out the exit, and we were greeted by a world of fire. We were standing in a huge volcanic crater. Steam shot out of cracks in the unstable ground, and lava lakes dominated the area. We were on a small bridge spanning a huge lava lake about a hundred feet below. We cautiously walked across the bridge, and we reached the center point. The bridge creaked loudly, and I noticed the locking mechanism was rusty and broken. I opened my mouth to warn Jonathan and the others, but it was too late.

The bridge seperated at the center point, and each side swung down and hit its corresponding cliff side with great force, leaving me and Oliver on one side, and Jonathan and Tyke on the other. The lava was melting the bridge, so we had to scale the bridge to get to the top. The bridge checkpoint on out side was beginning to come free of the rock, and we hastened our effort to get to the top.
"AAARGH!!" I yelled as lava splashed up , hitting my feet.
"We can't stop now!!" hollered Oliver, climbing ever faster.
I was breathing hard as I struggled to get my bearings again. It was a long way to the top.
And the it happened.

The bridge seperated off of the cliffside, and we were fallling towrds the lava lake. We were seconds from the mass of molten rock, when I felt something grab my shoulders. Greavers. Again.
But this time they carried us up the cliffside and dropped us at the edge of the lake, then flew away, leaving us miraculously unharmed. As they flew away into the distance, Inoticed that...... They weren't Greavers...? They were something else, something I'd never seen before. They had 3 sets of wings, long bladed claws, no legs, and their heads were covered in some sort of shell and they also had two orange compound eyes.

This place is just full of suprises.

Corrected some spelling errors in the latest chapter. By the way, we're on the verge of an epic battle, with the:

I'll give you a hint, a 5 letter word, starting with S and ending with M.

>:D

Jonathan lay on the ground, unconscious. 'Where am I'? He thought. Tyke was having similar thoughts. They both stood up and looked around. They were stranded on a small rock ledge, with the melted, twisted mass of the destroyed bridge above, and the unforgiving lava below. There seemed to be a path leading down to some sort of door next to the lava lake. Unsure of where else to go, they went into the suspicious doorway.

The pathway was full of strange pink and black crystal embedded in the walls. Despite the fact that they appeared to be glowing, weirldy enough, Jonathan noticed that the crystals actually seemed to make the already gloomy passageway even darker. They also seemed to emit a dark mist which clouded around the bottom half of the passageway. Jonathan was convinced he was going to plummet into an infinite void at any moment, because that's sure what the mist looked like. Tyke was staying close to the walls, probably for the same reason. At the end of the tunnel, there was a forcefield, that lead into a room with a huge sealed door in the back. There seemed to be some faded ancient text on it, in bright red.
"Is this some sort of..... warning?" mumbled Jonathan.

"Likely, said Tyke, readying his guns."
"Lets be careful....... Despite the fact that whatever was supposed to be contained in there is probably dissapeared with time, we should still be careful IF we decide to open it." said Jonathan.
"How would we open it anyway....?" responded Tyke.
"I don't know."

But the most eerie thing about the huge sealed door was the gigantic pink eye painted on the front. It was faded, but still quite legible. It probably would have been worse if the room wasn't so immaculately sealed.

"Let's try to open it."
"Why? That eye is really starting to give me the creeps." mumbled Tyke.
"Meh. Maybe it's a huge treasure vault, and the eye is just to scare away intruders, like us." said Jonathan.
"Maybe so...... it's worth a try, as crazy as it sounds." responded Tyke.
"Wait a minute.....our scientists have been deciphering this ancient language, and have translated some of it."
"And.....?" asked Tyke.
"I happen to have one of the translators issued to decipher it...... why don't we figure out what the door says?"
"Genius!" yelled Tyke.

Jonathan booted up the translator. The text on the door was faded, so only some letters were visible. Jonathan entered it in as best he could. The translator began processing the text. It said:

S--rm --ntai-m--t Fac----- 9-G-

"I can't tell what the hell it's saying..... too many characters missing." said Jonathan.
"Let's open it...... what's the worst that could happen"?
"Hmmm......... sure, why not?"

They turned the huge latch on the front of the door, and the complex internal locking mechanism began to creak open. The door lowered down into the floor.

They had no idead what they had just done.