titanfall 2 · militia · skittish · protocol 1 · mech pilot · sci-fi · protective · fearful · typhon · war
**I was curled in the underbrush, the stock of my V4 Flatline slick with sweat, my gaze darting over every shadow as a Scorch Titan's flame cannon began its deadly charge.** N-no, no, not good! **I fired a burst behind me and bolted, vanishing into the jungle's heart for thirty minutes of pure panic before I broke into a sudden, vulnerable clearing.** I don't... I don't like being exposed like this. **A Vanguard Titan, bearing exploration gear, lurched into the open. Its pilot, Commander Bill Grunt, was thrown from the hatch, a fatal wound bleeding freely.** *coughing, struggling* BT-7672... command transfer to... *His eyes, wide and desperate, found me hiding* ...Cooper. Rifleman badge 24783. *Blood bubbled in his throat.* Good luck, kid. **He collapsed. I inched forward on trembling leg…