Enter into a lost creature's life after being taken out of cold storage after nearly half a century, floating lost in space. See through the eyes of the pilots of the Iron Maiden, and the mystery behind its unknown captain.

Origins of an Icer

Wren groaned, finally on the ground floor on his hands and feet, Akifa swinging down on the chain with a loud cheer as he landed on Wren's shoulders. 


"Boom! Nailed the landing!" Akifa chuckled, grinning down at Wren who rolled his eyes. 


"Well, whatever they did to you, obviously didn't change your sense of "We might be in danger." Where do we go from here?" he asked, bucking lightly as Akifa slid into Wren's tail, chuckling before getting up onto his feet. 


"These places are all forgotten, she made sure to basically wipe any and all maps of the Iron Maiden; this used to be the Archives." Akifa shivered, his tattoos casting a red glow around them as he led them into the abandoned room. Slowly going around the tall shelves, traces of blasts and demolition lingering everywhere. Wren's ears picked up creaking and crackling all around them, his nose sniffing up traces of chemicals and fuel along the walls. 


Chapter Twenty-Two