Wires for Blood is a story based on Titanfall and its universe. In it, Samuel Hunter watches as his entire life is taken away from him. Read as he finds a new life, a new awakening, and sees the wires now replacing the blood.
The story is based on perspective, so each chapter has multiple parts.
Samuel Hunter, Kalan Slade, XT-2110, FL-9312 and Orion-666 belong to Sam.
Oli Hunter, DRiLL-7379, PY-7379, Epi, Ferro, Defen and their respective titans belong to Scorch.
Everything else belongs to Respawn Entertainment.
(ALRIGHT KIDS, READY FOR THRILLS, CHILLS AND KILLS?! Waddup, I'm Sam, one of the writers. I'm literally only here to warn you that this is quite emotionally harrowing. Oh, and I sold my soul to Loki so there's probably gonna be more than a few Marvel/MCU references and the music for my characters perspectives will be pretty edgy. What can I say? Forever an emo kid. Okay bye.)
(Hey, the other writer here. If you enjoy our work, then check out our other social media, @pyxt.gaming on instagram. We post gaming highlights, and it's (not so) professional gaming.
Anyway, have fun, and remember: THIS IS A VERY, VERY, VERY emotional piece. It also may be triggering. If you want to avoid death, then do not read this. Of course, if you don't care about that, then read on!)(
Like honestly why do we do this to our characters why couldn't they all live happily with no death and no angst.. then again, what's the fun of that?)
A strange-looking contraption is seen rapidly falling from the sky. Its descent was calculated and precise...until it wasn't. Halfway after entering the green and blue planet's atmosphere, it started burning up, rendering some of its parts unusable. Inside this burning contraption are a bunch of...kids. These kids numbered a hundred, have ages ranging from 12 to 17. And as for why they are all strapped inside this burning 90-year-old dropship heading to the ground...Well, it all started at the end.
Ninety-seven years ago, a nuclear apocalypse struck the Earth, leaving the planet simmering in radiation. But of course, the human race was a stubborn one. At the time of the bombs, twelve nations had operational space stations that they used to house survivors. Later, these twelve stations banded up and merged, becoming the one we now know as The Ark.
For many years now, The Ark has kept what's left of humanity alive. But about a year ago, an engineer discovered a huge problem in the Ark's system. The Ark's life support systems are failing, and it won't be long before they run out of air and die.
Hence, the current situation. These kids are being sent on a desperate mission to see if the ground is survivable again. But why kids though? Won't it be better to have the more capable scientists or guards be the ones to take this risk? The council had a lot of reasons, but the main one being: these kids were expendable, after all, they are criminals.
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This is a The 100 Fanfiction.
The MC is a reincarnator. Yeah, I know. It might as well be a self-insert fic at just how much I relate my MCs to myself. Anyway...
This story has been picking up dust in the corner of my WIPs. It's time to let it see the light of day.
It's been so long since I started this fic, hence I will have to revisit the deepest part of my head to remember how I wanted this story to go in the first place. Updates will be few and inconsistent.
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