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Sacred Story Part 1

This story is fully made up by members of Sacred Templars.

Soap scans the area of the battlefield. He wipes clean his assassin armor, collecting an assortment of rock and blood on his hands. Spitting onto the ground, his eyes catch movement in an area to the east. The Templar army was seeming to make an advancement on the field. Not that the war was any of his business yet. People were always killed in war, but it were certain casualties that were his job. He stalked off from his hiding place, returning to his cave, hidden from the normal eye. All he needed now was a call for an assassination and he'd be in business again. Then, suddenly in the mist of the Templar army, a mile away Appeared His Brother,Jacob{Which is my name}..Standing with the Templar General,Planning an attack on the city a mile away.Noticing a movement out of the corner of his eye,he Sees his Brother Soap Lurk into the shadows.Ignoring his Presance,He continues to Plan the attack.Then suddenly,while his army was being set up A loud bang could be heard, coming from a street far way. And another loud bang, coming closer... And another, suddenly the whole building started to collapse. People started to run. For many, to late for some just on time. It was a tragic day. A day not to remembered, however There was a woman named Summer, blown to shreds.. But than stalking away from the ruins of the building was a cloaked figure, leaving nothing but a trail of dust behind him. Far away in his cave, Soap had received a letter containing an assassination to be. Carefully reading the letter over twice to make sure it was true, someone was ordering the general of the Templar army to be killed. The price offer was too great for soap to risk, so with a clenched fist he acceptd it, and slowly bid his time to wait. But suddenly a loud crash came from the barrel of Jacobs Hand-Cannon..Which he had fired during the Tougher Part of the sandstorm,Into the Templar General's chest....When the sandstorm ceased,Jacob was nowhere to be seen...But then somewhere in the sight of the marching Templar Army, a big machine arises. A machine of titan proportions. It had claws as big as castles, feet as big has siege towers, there was coming smoke out the mouth of the machine, as it had risen from hell itself. Did it belong to the Templar Army? Or was it from someone else? If so who? Suddenly the machine came to a stop and then all hell broke loose. Chunks of building went flying, screams arose, and dust covered everything. It was as if the machine was looking for someone, and tearing apart the city to find them. There was some larger force out there, and Jacob may have stirred a pot of much more powerful beings. The monster of steel seemed to be destroying every inch of the city, when a loud scream, no whistle, came through the air, and then the machine