[ WP ] Tell me the middle of a sci-fi epic . No beginning or introduction to the setting or characters , nor any context to what 's going on , and no resolution of any kind .

For the second time in the past week, Aiden stood on an open loading ramp on board a V-67 Osprey. Below him was another war ridden colony, the spectacular display of advanced weaponry detonating approximately 98 km below him. The ships servo-arm lowered down to Aiden's chest, two cylinders full of a crawling black substance resting neatly on top of an onyx tray. Once again, Aiden would have to release the nanobots that would function as his DR-HE suit. Grimacing, he cracked open the containers, and dipped an index finger into each capsule. 
 
 The bots were quick to act, quickly spreading across his body in its entirety. For a moment, he looked as if he was covered in a thick black ink. He stood, without moving, as he waited for the armor-bots to synchronize with each other, and activate the Neur0-Lynk. It started with a slight pinch at the base of his skull. Soon it evolved into a full body spasm as they burrowed their way into his augmented spine, and activated the suits capabilities. The HUD flashed into his retinal displays, and showed that it was mission ready. 
 
 +Deep-Reconnaissance Hostile-Environment model number 18XB5518 activated. All systems are operating at 100 % capacity. Communication, cloaking, ordnance disposal, and long range surveillance capabilities all functioning. Please stand by for....+ 
 
 With a pulse of thought, Aiden silenced the audio function of the suit, and leaped from the aircraft, and began his free fall. The GS-25 gauss rifle magnetically stuck to his chest began to cycle through its functions check. Something that should have been done before he jumped, but the thought of actually doing things by the book at this point humored Aiden to no end. He released it from its hold, and clutched it in his right hand as he prepared to land. 
 
 On screen the altometer began to tick away towards the mag-chute release. Aiden could feel the combat stims beginning to flow throughout his nervous system. Already, his radar was beginning to pick out potential targets within a 50m radius. Blue for friendlies, and red for the crusties. Technically, they had some ridiculously long scientific name that some lab rat had thought up, in order to be politically correct. Some sort of mutant crustacean that had spread quicker across the planetary ring than the clap on board a lost ship full of sailors. To hitters like Aiden, soldiers and the mercs that helped them, they were just crusties. 
 
 With a thud, he landed onto the surface of the planet. His suit scrambled frantically to reassemble itself from Atmo-Freefall to surface mode, and began to shift colors to match the bleak environment around him. From above the planet looked as if it were filled with black clouds, similar to the coal powered factories of ancient Earth. Upon reaching planet side, however, Aiden grimaced as he realized that those clouds were in fact liquid graphite. As per his usual luck with these off-the-books missions, he was sent to the shittest environment possible. The surface of the planet, what was n't turned to glass from artillery and firefights, was nothing more than a thick crust of dark gray rock. Liquid graphite flowed in streams, appearing and returning to the ground in random patterns. The wind was harsh, and did little to move the perpetual grey fog that covered the manufacturing areas of the planet. Aiden's rally point was the only inhabited part of the planet, a spire city called Valhall. 
 
 Suddenly, his radar began to blow up with red. It was seemingly from all around him, however he was unable to pick up any sort of hard visuals. `` Refresh.'' he said coldly, removing the safety from his Gauss rifle and activating the plasma bayonet at the end of it. The radar flickered, and appeared with the same readings. This time, however, the crusties were allegedly within 5 meters, however once again Aiden had no visuals. His muscles began to involuntarily flex in anticipation of a fight-the side effects of the combat stims that the little bots provided. 
 
 Holding his breath, he made the decision that it was time to move. As he prepared to activate the thrusters located on his back, a young girl clad in an enviro-suit stumbled into view. She smiled unnervingly at him, and then the ground underneath Aiden crumbled away, dissolving his view of the world above.
