The first assassin dies from a charge shot to the throat, his vocal chords a seared boiling mess. I purposely overheat my Viziam melting the legs of his spotter. His agony is broadcast over his comms. I want them to hear him bawling and giving me info as I melt his face with my weapons discharge.

My plan was to get them moving. It worked. I cut off the incoherent blubbering with a savage downward boot. Proto stomp indeed. I pin another with my charge shot as he attempts to avenge his brethren. He dies as I vault his cover and cave his skull in with my side arm. Is that duct tape?

The last three hole up at a choke point. They try to concentrate fire on me. Fools. They get a perfectly timed Core for their trouble. It's a gory mess and the lone heavy that survives lobs a flay lock round at me. I swat it aside and boot a Minja corpse at him. Well...what's left of one that is. I close the distance in a heart beat. I grab his HMG and beat him to death with it.

When I enter the cells where my squad is being held I find nothing. No trace of them at all. This is going to be a long night

When I call for extraction it is denied. LZ too hot, Damn it. Just then a large blaster opens up on me. My Faith protects me as a rush in and clear the turret. Scouts. They send scouts, pathetic.
I could hack but I don't give away my position. I need intel.

My HUD reads "scan attempt failed". They have a general location. I reload on the move. Bypassing everything that is not an immediate threat I close with the MCC. I'll need a distraction. Perhaps I can hack one of these null cannons. First I need a to secure a dropship. My plans shift as I watch the haphazard formations mill about. These scum are unworthy of being my enemy.

I find a viper unguarded. I mark it's position on my tacnet. And head off to slay the rabble at the console for the null cannon. I find explosives. Stupid. We really need to conquer this vermin. They beg for it with every breath. Disarm, hack, rearm. Hope they like shrapnel. I added anything that wasn't bolted down in the room to the payload.

The viper is on the other side of a small squad. I let them pass Before I open fire. They die wondering what the smell is. I'd say it's cooked *****. On to the Command center in a dropship that might fall out of the sky. Their swarms are still defending against a threat I have yet to unleash. It's really like I am fighting monkeys or children.

Thank you. I had to make the character OP if he was to deal with a squad of Not to be reckoned with assassins. It was alot of fun to write. Plus I'm not done. Peons are easy kills I will get to the boss fight in the 3rd part.

The whole Minmatar-hate aside (from what I understand, the Amarr don't actually hate the Minmatar, but believe they have noble and pure intentions in enslaving other races so they may assimilate them in their society for their own spiritual salvation), while this is a fairly decent entry, doesn't have much of suspense or excitement because your character is never in any real danger, and furthermore you make your enemies seem completely non-threatening. Basically seems like murder p0rn rather than suspenseful action.

I hate the Minmatar. Get that straight.