*DISCONTINUED* New high score- Male Holon pilot X Cammie McCloud

From a dragon to rubble

Here I lie, a mighty dragon of the British vanguard, paralysed on this deserted beach surrounded by molten metal and burning debris from my own Holon. So much destruction... so much death, all thanks to the Union.
What you thought the union were only attacking America? Nope. What you have to understand is that these days the UK is the most scientifically advanced country in the world, we've been able to create such incredible machines, our scientists have been responsible for some of the best tech of the age! One such mind would be that of Dr Weller, my father.

I was his guinea pig I guess you could say. But I don't see it that way, I assisted my father in creating gen:LOCK and the Holon mechs kinda emerged as a result of the war... and we found the war on our doorstep. England was under attack from the union. We had to fight back, and so we did.

The first Holon squad was the UK defence force, codenamed the dragons due to our Holons being of draconian shapes rather than giant robots... well mostly.

Which is where we get to how this all started. Project window break. The entire UK had been surrounded by a barrier of union design, you get too close and it shuts down anything electronic. You touch it and you're fried worse than Scottish food. Any attempts to disrupt it or send communications through it are met with the same failure. Operation window break was this: a 35 feet wide gap was about to be created as the barrier made another pass across the Isle of Wight and has damaged itself on the cliffs. The dragons had the task of getting through, sending the analytical data to France where it could be studied, then we were too jump back in. For safety reasons we were all instructed to fly with our Holon's carrying our gen:LOCK pods housing our bodies in case the very worst happened... and seen as I'm telling you this story and i'm here, you can tell how this ended.

Memories pierce my memory, like tortured souls screaming through my head

Sammy: "all right we ready for this?"

Y/n: "lets hurry this up already!" I fly up further heading towards the 18 feet wide opening in the barrier

Ace: "Y/n watch out this close to the barrier, one wrong move and you're fried!"

Y/n: "ah you worry too much! All we need is to get through, send the data then hop back in for a spot of lunch."

Sammy: "well then... dragons, lets roll!"
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Yn: "ace return to base, your wings clipped!"

Ace: "no I can do this!"

Sammy: "babe, Y/n is right, retreat we can handle GYAH!" I look to the side and see Sammy's Holon being ripped apart and her pod exploding!

Y/n: "SAMMY!"

Ace: "YOU BASTARDS!"

Y/n: "ace get back!"
Ace flew into the barrier's window attempting to get through... or so I thought.

Ace: "Y/n! You better get that data sent!"

Y/n: "ace what are you doing?"

Ace: "I'll tell her your say hi..."
His Holon gripped onto the barrier's walls and I could hear over the radio 'detonation sequence engaged.'

Y/n: "no Ace listen to me! ACE?!"
Static was all I could hear... I flew as fast as I could Towards Ace's Holon and arrived just as it exploded internally, creating a larger gap into the already damaged gap. The barrier began to register there was damage and began repairing itself... I had no choice.

Y/n: "once more into the breach dear friends!"

I wake up gasping for air. I look around as my senses kick back in. Just a dream. No... a memory from not a day ago.
I'm on board a transport, King is in more pieces than I could count, he's strapped down for storage. I stand up and walk over to his head and stroke the metal