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John Genericname
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Posted - 2014.07.11 02:23:00 -
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20:30 Universal Time. Syndicate Controlled Space.
GÇ£Sir! 50 kilometers to the titan!GÇ¥ exclaimed the pilot, GÇ£Deploying warp jammer now!GÇ¥ Two modified shuttles flew at the titan at full power, achieving a very high approach speed. Their spear-like hulls piercing straight through the armor of the titan; same with the shuttle headed for the engines. The crew of the titan had no idea anything was even awry, until the piercing sound of the depressurization alarm. The sub-systems of the ship took care of the breach however, as if the hull was simply hit by an asteroid.
The bridge team cleared their way through hallway after hallway. GÇ£These titans look a lot smaller from a distance.GÇ¥ remarked one of the mercs in the group. Most of the team nodded in agreement; they had been walking through what felt like an eternal supply of doors and passages.
The team heard voices up ahead; two pirates talking. John was right, Guristas pirates, the worst kind of pirate.
John called two of his scouts up. GÇ£You know how to take care of these guysGÇ¥ he said. The two scouts nodded in acknowledgement and turned toward the pirates. The scouts simultaneously activated their cloaking devices, disappearing in to thin air, it would seem. Not even the team they were with could see the scouts, at least until they de-cloaked behind the pirates and drove their plasma-edged nova knives into the base of both of the piratesGÇÖ skulls. Their bodies never even hit the ground before the scouts could drag the corpses out of the way, as silently as they had killed them. Five seconds it took, and not a single sound was made.
The scouts fell back into formation as the team moved up past the doorway the pirates were guarding. The bridge wasnGÇÖt far, just one more room. Seemed simple enough if there wasnGÇÖt an enormous stockpile of mercs and pirates guarding the bridge in this area.
John knew he and his team were in deep. No sneaking around them, no sending in the scouts, no option other than going through the most heavily defended part of one of the biggest classes of ships in all of New Eden.
The defense around a titans bridge consists of large rooms directly surrounding the bridge, each room about the size of what they used to refer to as a GÇ£football fieldGÇ¥. Each room around the bridge is filled with automated sentries and cameras.
No one on the team liked these odds one bit, but that didnGÇÖt stop John from hatching a plan. He explained the plan to the team as all of them attached suppressors to their weapons. All of the team knew the plan and their part of it. John waited before giving the signal to open fire, and it paid off. The enemy comms lit up with commotion and requests for backup; the engine room had been breached. A quarter of the men guarding the bridge left immediately for the engines. It was a quarter less men to fight their way through.
The men had just finished filing out of the room and the doors closed. GÇ£Pick a targetGÇ¥ John said over the comms. There was definitely plenty of to choose from, too many in fact. This definitely was going to get loud and very bloody.
The order was given.
Triggers were pulled; lead, plasma, rail gun slugs, and focused light flew through the air; brass covered the floor, the barrels of the guns glowed a bright red, the electrical field of the rail guns were so intense you could smell them; bodies dropped to the floor, the ground was soaked in blood. It all seemed to happen in slow motion. In all of the chaos, the team threw four flux grenades which disrupted all of the sentries and cameras near the wall.
The team walked over to the far wall, near the entrance to the bridge. John walked through the mess of pirates, unfazed by the slaughter; which would be the best way to describe it. It wasnGÇÖt the first time he had seen something like this. He had seen far worst in his days serving the Gallente military.
John stopped and stood still in the middle of the room, stiff as a rock. He stared straight into the face of one of the dead pirates; something felt off. He scanned the corpse, the results came back and was as John had suspected; these werenGÇÖt mercs or clones, just normal, mortal pirates.
The new member of the team, Jason Duvolle, saw John standing there. GÇ£WhatGÇÖs he doing? He knows time is of the essence, right?GÇ¥ Jason asked one of the other teammates.
GÇ£No one really knows whatGÇÖs goes on when he zones out like that.GÇ¥ the teammate replied.
Jason figured he would try to get answers from the source and walked over to John. GÇ£Hey man, everything alright?GÇ¥ Jason said waving his hand in JohnGÇÖs face.
John snapped back to GÇ£consciousnessGÇ¥ and grabbed Jason by the arm, kicking out his legs, and throwing him to the floor with his hand around JasonGÇÖs throat.
John had no idea what came over him, he almost killed his newest team member. He released his grip on JasonGÇÖs neck and stood back up. John walked across the room to the bridge door like nothing ever happened.
GÇ£Hey! What was that?!GÇ¥ Jason yelled at John, gasping for breath and rubbing his throat. John glanced over his shoulder back at Jason.
GÇ£Get over it, kid. We have bigger things to deal with, letGÇÖs move.GÇ¥ John replied.
Everyone in the team, except for Jason, was unfazed by JohnGÇÖs outburst, as they happened more and more frequently now. For now they ignored it and got into the breaching position around the bridge door.
The breaching team placed remote explosives at the corners and center of the door. The charge was set, all that was left was to take the bridge.
Two of the teams logistics operators took out their active scanners and scanned the bridge through the wall, revealing the hostiles in the bridge.
The teams maps lit up with orange chevrons, nothing but heavy frames with heavy machine guns.
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Posted - 2014.07.11 02:24:00 -
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GÇ£Alright guys, we have six heavies and twelve of us, two people to a target.GÇ¥ John barked out. GÇ£The second we blow this door we throw a static grenade and take out the heavies while their huds are down.GÇ¥
The team stacked up against the door. John checked his breathing, inhaling and exhaling, readying himself. GÇ£Three, Two, One, BREACH!GÇ¥
The charges went off, blowing the bridge door in. One of the men threw a static grenade into the room. The grenade went off, temporarily frying the heads up displays in all the hostiles heavy frames.
JohnGÇÖs twelve man team poured through door into the bridge, dropping the heavies with beautiful synchronization. The captain drew a scrambler pistol, but not before John could run up to him and kick him to the floor, and shoot him in the head.
John heard the second team report back to him, GÇ£This is team two, we have secured the engine, awaiting further instructions.GÇ¥ GÇ£Roger team two,GÇ¥ John replied, GÇ£sweep for tracking devices and report at the bridge when youGÇÖre finished.GÇ¥
GÇ£John,GÇ¥ one of the mercs yelled out, GÇ£weGÇÖve got a call coming in from Syndicate, theyGÇÖre sending someone to pick up the titan, eta ten minutes.GÇ¥
GÇ£Alright everyone, get prepped. The secondary plan has gone into effect.GÇ¥ John ordered.
GÇ£Sir,GÇ¥ one of the mercs called out, GÇ£the pick up from Syndicate is here, requesting permission to board.GÇ¥
GÇ£Permission granted.GÇ¥ John said as he stood at the bridge controlls, arms crossed.
The shuttle from syndicate docked with the titan flawlessly.
John walked down to the docking bay with all twenty four mercs on his team to meet the transfer pilot from Syndicate.
John and his team made it down to the docking bay, the transfer pilot came with a protection detail of twelve medium assault frames.
GÇ£John,GÇ¥ the pilot said, GÇ£You and your team certainly do not disappoint. Hand over the key card.GÇ¥
GÇ£Payment first.GÇ¥ John snapped back.
GÇ£Ok, fine,GÇ¥ the pilot responded, GÇ£three billion ISK transferred to your corporate account. Now, the keys.GÇ¥
John reached to his back and pulled his bolt pistol. GÇ£Change of plans.GÇ¥ John remarked just before he pulled the trigger, signaling the other twenty four mercs to fill the room with lead, rail slugs, lasers, and plasma.
The dust settled. Nothing was left in the room but john and his team.
GÇ£Nice job men,GÇ¥ John said, turning around to face his mercs, GÇ£nice job indeed. Lets clean this mess up; dump the bodies, scan for remaining hostiles and tracking devices, detach the shuttle while youGÇÖre at it and send it to this systemGÇÖs sun.GÇ¥
John left his team and headed for the captainGÇÖs quarters. Something was wrong; something felt off, but he didnGÇÖt know what. He made it to the captainGÇÖs quarters and sat down on the couch, overlooking the solar system.
He removed his helmet and sat it beside him. Despite the cooling systems in the helmet, it still got very hot inside. John stroked his hands through his short hair airing it out and cooling himself off.
John felt like a king, on top of the world. Something still felt off, and that worried him deeply, and for good reasonGǪ
To be continued
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John Genericname
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Posted - 2014.07.13 16:50:00 -
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Any feedback is appreciated, guys. I want to make sure I'm bringing the best to you guys.
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Posted - 2014.07.18 15:19:00 -
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Holly cow! 500 views? Thanks guys (and gals)!
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Posted - 2014.09.18 15:16:00 -
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I'm going to be working on the new part asap, as for now, maybe you guys could speculate where this is going, and I'll tell you if you're right. Well, actually I wouldn't spoil it so.... you guys will just have to wait for part 3. See you guys then!
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Posted - 2014.11.20 14:32:00 -
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I'm beginning work on my 3rd fanfic, again. My hard drive was wiped and I never backed up the file. But I still know what I was doing with the story, so no worries.
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