Ok! Hi people! Thanks for stumbling upon this story!
I'm not well aquainted with the GOW series, I only played 3 and a part of 1 so I do have a lot of catching up to do. My goodness the research! But, since I don't know a lot of stuff I'm making up my own bits, a lot of my own bits. I know they live on Sera, but for my sake and lack of knowledge they are going to still be on Earth. So yeah, it can be counted sorta as an AU-ish thing.
To all who are disappointed in this, I am sorry. ^^" But if there is anyone who is interested in helping me and want to help write this with me feel free to PM me! You have to be a really good writer though, I don't like slackers.
Until then please enjoy my Zombie of story!
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Chapter One: New Mission
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"Delta Squad, report to the Chairman's office. I repeat; Delta Squad report to the Chairman's office..."
Marcus grumbled as he rolled on his back and stared at the ceiling. What the hell does he want now? It's been five months since the weapon was used, five months since Myrriah was killed -finally!- and five months since his father and Dom's death. After all that they had stayed to rebuild homes and buildings and flushing out rogue Locusts and Strandeds. Things were actually starting to look good and finally come together, and he was finally able to get sleep that wasn't riddled with nightmares half of the time; he could actually rest.
Now Chairman Hoffman was calling them, which soured his mood.
"He better not be calling us to complain about his shit." Marcus growled to himself as he sat up, the bed creaking under him. With a heavy sigh he heaved himself up and took a shower, shaved and threw on some well-worn jeans and a puke green tank top. On his way out of the room he grabbed his Lancer, more out of suspicion than a habit. A Chairman's call always means trouble after all.
He walked down the hallway of many other dorm rooms, ignoring the clean green walls as he stomped his way through, mind reeling with thoughts. Why were they being called? Locusts? They had to get them already; they were to be deployed off in the Middle East tomorrow to do that and some community service mojo, some support to help one of the cities being rebuilt.
"Hey, Marcus!" A feminine voice called to him. As he turned it took him a while to figure out that he had been left the halls and was now outside, strange. He grunted at her in response, taking in her appearance. Tall blond with blue eyes, light blue form-fitting tank top, blue jeans and boots to match, she looked normal. That scowl on her face though, was clearly not normal. Anya rarely scowled, and when she did it was because of Baird. No, this wasn't a scowl, it was a snarl.
The sergeant raised a questioning eyebrow at her, waiting for the response she was about to burst out at him when Cole called his name. Behind Anya the two were walking side by side, dressed almost like twins. Marcus rarely saw the dark-skinned football player in a tank top, and that was only when he met him. They wore black pants and grey tops, black boots to match. Both had their weapons slung onto their back, Cole his Gnasher and Baird his Hammerburst.
"Hey, long time no see sleepy head! You slept well into the day!" Cole called out to him as they got closer, the superstar patting his hand on the leader's shoulder. Another grunt, he didn't feel like talking today.
Baird looked at Anya and with a snicker he shook his head. "What?!" She snapped.
The engineer laughed. "I've never seen you so over the edge like that Anya, a really nice look on you."
"Shove off Baird," the female hissed before storming off in the direction of their destination. Marcus threw them a questioning look. Nope, he hadn't seen Anya that angry in a while.
"What's got her panties in a twist?"
Cole chuckled as the team set after her. "Oh, she just got in a tussle with another chick, a really mean one if you ask me."
"Yea, and she was a total bitch too. I thought only I could upset Anya!" Baird threw his hands up. "Clearly my job was taken away from me!"
"Who was she?" Marcus asked, ignoring Baird's wailing. The only other women he knew were Sam and Bernie, and none of them would spike an argument with each other, they were simply too close.
"Eh, we don't know her. Some newbie I guess." Cole said with a shrug.
"A body that could kill and words to back it up apparently." Baird told as he made body curves in the air. "She's clearly got the coco-cola bottle figure down pact!"
"Baird, shut up." Marcus ordered.
"What? I'm just saying..." The blond grumbled, Cole patting him on the back as he chuckled again. They made their way to the office Anya was already there, standing in a corner with her arms crossed and a thunderous expression on her face. Yep, she was still pissed.
"Ok what is it Chairman? Do I get my Nobel prize for most Locust kills now?" Marcus said sarcastically.
"Nope, that's all me!" Baird declared.
The Hoffman looked at them all quietly for a long while. Then, he chuckled. All of them raised an eyebrow at this, and even Anya looked suspicious. "You are all being deployed away from here in Asia. You have an additional teammate, which you are now responsible for Marcus, and you are going to help liberate their city."
"What?! How come he gets a kid and I don't!" Baird complained. Marcus shot him a look before turning his attention back to the Chairman.
"Asia? That's almost halfway across the world."
"Yes well, apparently the Locusts have regrouped there and are putting up a fight with our chinky-eyed friends. We have to lend them a hand." Cole scowled at that.
Marcy's hummed in agreement and shifted his weigh to the left. "Ok, so what about the trainee?"
"Well, this person isn't exactly trainee material, seeing that they can beat the pants off a man with only a pebble and kill about almost anyone with a penny. A foul temper this one, so watch out." He glanced at Anya and coughed off a laugh. "You will be deployed tomorrow as o' five hundred hours, that's all. We already have another team to do your community service job. Instead of your usual four pair you will be six, so get Sam to go along with you." He ordered as he handed Marcus a small stack of papers. A clear dismissal, the team left and had to listen to Baird complaining all the way.
"How come I don't get anyone to teach?" Baird growled.
Anya's eyes found Sam on the way out and motioned for her to come over as she sighed and shook her head. Sam was with them soon, giving them all curious looks. "What's goin' on?"
"We're being set off tomorrow for a vacation to Tokyo," Marcus answered as he shifted through the papers. "Private flight, first class."
"Sweet, are we goin' to the springs?"
"And eating dumplings while we're at it," the sergeant growled as he balled up the paper and tossed in a trashcan passing by.
Baird groaned behind them, making the Indie cock her head to the side. "Who stole his teddy?"
"Ah its nothing, Baird's just hot because Marcus got a kid." Cole told her.
Sam looked back at the complaining male with furrowed eyebrows. "Baird, what makes you think that anyone would want you to be their mentor?"
"Hmm, well let's see." The engineer counted on his fingers. "I'm awesome as hell, I practically rebuilt this entire shithole of a place, and I can't be the only smart person in this military…" he gazed off for a bit. "No wait, yes I can."
"Baird baby, if they assigned the newbie to Marcus then obviously this person is fighting material and huge bulk, not engineering." Cole told him with a grin. "Beside nobody knew you wanted to pass your smart ass brain cells to someone else."
"Well nobody bothered to ask!" the other grumbled, though he swelled at Cole's compliments.
Sam shook her head and elbowed Cole in the ribs. "Be careful, those brain cells might explode if his ego gets any bigga."
"Hey, shut up ok? I can't take one compliment without you raining on my parade. Are you jealous?"
"No, but I bet you are." She returned with a smirk.
The man narrowed his eyes. "And why would I be jealous of you?"
"Guys, enough with the flirting ok?" Anya chided in amusement. Both of them sputtered and glared at her.
"What?!"
"Seriously, it's giving me a headache." Marcus growled. "Obviously this person has to be good for me to mentor them. I got no info on them."
"What? Not even the baby mama?" Baird asked, slightly surprised.
"Not even. My guess is Hoffman wants to surprise us. Trust me Baird; if I didn't have to do this I would've gladly left you the burden."
"Abandoning your kids Marcus?"
"I don't want any kids."
"Well that makes two of us."
"Not that you'll have someone to have'em with," Sam muttered.
Baird turned and glared at her. "Seriously?!"
"What?" She asked, feigning innocents. Marcus shook his head at the two.
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Day One:Part One
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All of them met up at a plane the next day at 5 am sharp. Sam was in a deep conversation with Anya, who didn't look as angry as she did yesterday. Baird was checking his guns, sharpening his blade and checking his rounds. Marcus was staring off into space somewhere deep in thought. At first he wondered who the trainee would be, but as soon as that crossed his mind it wondered off to Asia. Why were the Locusts regrouping in Asia? After Myrriah's death they were supposed to be scattered, yet regrouping? What were they planning?
What are those twisted bastards up to? He grouches in his mind. He was pulled out of it when Cole tapped his shoulder. "What?" He growled. Cole nodded ahead of him, making the squad leader look.
Someone was walking over to then, a female by her figure. Her skin was dark like Cole's, long black hair pulled up in a high ponytail and swaying behind her at her elbows. In her hand was a Lancer, on her back was a sword, her left hip a snub pistol and her right a rack of blades. Slanted almond shaped eyes held chocolate-brown orbs, eyebrows slim but thick. Her full lips turned down in a frown and her face twisted up into a snarl as she neared. In his peripheral vision he saw Anya tense up and inwardly sighed.
"Who are you?" He asked as the female stopped in front of him. She didn't speak; instead she looked him over with narrowed eyes. Once done her eyes connected to his.
"Marcus Fenix?" she asked with a heavy accent.
A raised eyebrow, a nod, though Marcus couldn't for the life of him figure out why she was his trainee. He didn't train females for one; they were too much of a hassle. And what could she do? She was short, shorter than Anya. She was at least 5'6, no taller than that! Then again her eyes were narrow and slanted, so she had to be mixed of an Asian breed. No wonder she's so short. He glanced down at her hands, puny. Her feet were of course small and she had a nice figure, Baird wasn't lying about that. Down pact indeed, but that didn't mean she was capable. But then again I though Anya wasn't capable at first… A sigh escaped him.
Baird looked up from his gun and flushed. "It's her!" The female shot him a scalding glare before turning her attention back to Marcus.
"Well, they weren't lying about you being a big gorilla." She mumbled as stared Marcus down for a few more moments. Baird snorted at that and shook his head. Once she got tired of staring she glared past his bulk to Anya, a sneer on her face. Anya tensed even more, her grip on her Lancer tight. The female walked past Marcus and onto the plane. Sam was standing between her and Anya as the female walked by, warily keeping her eyes on the newcomer and her friend. Cole sighed and shook his head before climbing on as well, Anya and Sam following soon after.
Baird came after Marcus with a sour expression. "Future cat fights," the engineer mumbled. Marcus hummed in agreement.