we were once peace full farmers living our live until one day,,,A deafening bang and the smell of fire and flares and wind from there bombs the sound of there lasers drowning out the screams of the innocent, and than………………. the ships landed PYRO had started its war on stanton .. we grabbed what we could and fled in to the cold harsh mountains were we have not only survived but thrived, we stayed here for years rebuilding learning to fight gathering forces and the tools needed to get the job done. and after all these years of sweat, tears and blood…………. lots of blood we are ready. today we take back what is ours and some off yours and set for the stars waging war on those that take everything from everybody. but we do it our way we are the forgotten no more we are known only as THE FALL3N