It's not the best but I tried to make something when I was sick

Hello, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome back.
This particular chapter took a while to write, and I'm still unsure as to whether it's finished or not. I may come back later and make changes. If you'd like to suggest any changes, I'm very open to suggestions. In the meantime, though, the journey of Alpha Squad will continue.

The next day, Harwog and several of the town gremlins led us to the elevator. Harwog stopped us just before we stepped on.
“Be careful going down,” he said, looking at the symbol that shimmered on the elevator screen. “That’s not a floor I’ve seen before.”

Pssst 'Ey kid, I got somethin' ya mit be interested 'n.

Here's what you do.
You give us the worst looking costume you can think of, then we'll draw a coloured sketch of it.
What's the catch, you might say? Nuthin', free of charge. It's for the giggles.
Just go ahead and start compiling your beautiful cowpie of a loadout down at the comments. First come first serve.

Artists:
Fighting-Polygon (lineart) & Lizzi (colouring)

Gallery

Hey guys!
So after finally finishing Kataclysm, (a story that, because I am a shameless self-promoting fiend, you can find right here), I've teamed up with the awesome Reddeh-San to make a two-sided story based upon the Iron and Gold Wolves and Dragons, the guys who took out the high-profile Morai targets (see the costumes)

David sat, back pressed against a stone cold wall. His sweat trickled down his forehead slowly, as he thought out his final movements. A deafening scream came from around the wall, making David's stomach churn. "This is it," he said to himself. "Time to go out with a bang." He jumped up with a jolt, and grabbed his twin Valiances hanging from his holsters on either of his sides. Then he flicked himself around the corner to see the creature. His eyes widened and his terror grew exponentially as he stared at a new creation of the Devilites.

I'm certain that the gems on homeworld caused the war on Isora
http://funnymoncreations.deviantart.com/art/Tortodrone-V-Garnet-528940442

Me and Alfreton (Who made the wonderful Kataclysm fanfic you can find here) have been working on this collaborative story about the Iron Wolves, Dragons and Gold Wolves. You'll also probably notice a difference in our writing styles, which I feel reflects the differences in the Golden Wolves we've imagined and the Iron Wolves.

This is just a fanfic, so don't think we're saying this is how the squads ran, this is all for fun :D

So uh, with that over enjoy.

1: Plotting the beginning

The wind blew steadily and the sun began to set in the distance, overcastting a hue of orange and red across the skies of cradle. The clouds hit by the light lit up with darker hues of the colors. Critzer looked up and smiled, she liked the sunsets one of the things that haven’t changed since she and many others had made it onto Cradle. She let out a sigh and a tear rolled down her face.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the fifth installment of the tale of Alpha Squad, for your consideration. Don't hesitate to compliment, criticize, or critique in any way you wish. After all, we learn the most from our mistakes, do we not? Enjoy.

There was a grunt and a clatter. I started at the sound and reached out, my other hand still connected to Rulen. “Grantz? Grantz, that you?”
The guardian’s reply was a moan, then “Argh!”
“He’s broken something, Chief,” Parma replied. “I don’t know what, but it probably happened when he got launched by that thing.”

Ladies, Gentlemen, and others, for your reading pleasure. It should be noted that I will be posting from now on under the name of Hailfires, though the page on the wiki listing all the fanfiction will still have these chapters under Deltaseph's name. Read on!

The next level proved to be a strange one. It was overrun in some sort of sticky, gel-like substance. As we stepped off the elevator, we could see a long hallway mired in the stuff stretching from the elevator entrance.