'Whoo! Bring it on sucker!' Cole yelled beside him. From the moment he emerged from his mother's womb, doo-rag tightened around his infantile head to his first set of armor at the age of three celebrated with locust torso cookies from curbstomped dough, he lived and breathed war. They had all existed for this single moment. It was still warm and nearly empty, but it hungered for death cries of its enemy. As Marcus and company found themselves cornered by a horde of the infamous locust that had encapsulated their entire existence through months of bloodied chainsaws and jammed shotguns, the only self assurance he could find was the rev chain of the boyonet held firmly in his palms. I'd imagine they were trying to create a hybrid species of some sort and that was the result.Hopefully Gears of War 3 or the next novel will delve more into what exactly the Sires are and how they came to be.' Theres a novel? About Gears of War?! I can only imagine what its like to READ a Gears of War campaign.
Brukaoru said: 'They certainly seem to be some sort of human experiment, based on what the computer (Niles) was saying: 'they are the genetic bridge to our future.' Also, some collectibles within the game talk about human experiments.
