Neiko: yo the writer dude person doesn't own BF 2142...actually we think its EA who does...
Naru: and people please rate this and send me some feedback I need at know
Presea: yeah review or else...
Naru: okay I think they wont need that kind of motivation
Neiko: yeah or else.
Naru: oh shit...
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Location: Launch Room; Titan, Cold Vengeance; Verdun, France 0600 Hours, 2143
As the lumbering titan slowly lumberingly lumbered away from the sunset and the smoldering ruins of the French city of Verdun, the sun...was never even noticed as it sunk into the horizon, the gray clouds enveloping the entire sky.
"Haaaaaah fucking cold in here!!!" Lance Corporal Neiko Blantir grimaced to his squad mates.
"Quit bitching Neiko I'm barely cold" Kelly shot at him
"Your nipples beg to differ honey" Neiko smirked. "I can chip the ice from the cargo bay with those" Some of his squad-mates' jaws dropped some others rolled their eyes.
"One more word and yer fuckin dead"
Neiko smiled and closed his gray eyes obviously imagining Kelly's supple, bare chest. "I'll warm em up for ya babe"
Anthony, the squad's support gunner put his orange and gray helmet on "Dis...is gonna get ugly... really soon" The other squad members donned their helmets smirking to another brutal beating.
The squad was a special forces team, consisting of mostly Recon sniper units with the exception of Anthony and a few others, the support gunner and some medics, they were ready for their usual patrols in the hangar waiting for the go signal in the launch room, the soldiers in one big circle standing next to their launch pods, most of them sitting, unfortunately for Neiko.
Kelly turned a hot red and looked at the other ladies, most were engineers without any armor. "Neikoooo" she whispered sweetly and pulled off her over armor and walked over to him who was sitting cross-legged and holding his helmet in his lap.
Neiko opened his eyes expecting a treat "Yes Kelly?"
Kelly took a sexy, alluring mask onto her face and slowly walked to him with a horribly risqué smirk on her face, swinging her hips. "Neiko..." she started biting her lip as she walked over to him. When she got there she squared closely to his body and placed her hand lightly on his face "Neiko-kun..." she whispered as she closed in onto his face."
The squad was completely stunned at this display Anthony's jaw dropped, Yuki kept reading her book, brushing some of her short, cloudy purple hair from her eyes, Dane's nose started to bleed out a little bit from the heat emanating from his face.
"Y-yes Kelly?" Neiko obviously didn't expect this happening and swallowed very hard.
Kelly bit her lip and stared directly into his eyes, her blue eyes piercing into his, "Neiko-kun...you know I don't like it when you do thaat" she quietly whined, caressing his face with her hand slowly.
Neiko saw something, something he expected...the inner assassin that was in her eyes that got her into this team. He saw it and was too late.
"OH FUCK NO!!!" He saw her hand behind her back with Lethe's wrench and quickly scrambled to his feet and rolled across the floor on his shoulders.
"NOT FAST ENOUGH!!!" Kelly shouted with Satan flashing in her eyes. She shot her hand out and caught him in midair and pummeled the wrench into his stomach.
The squad came to life and saw the fight progressing and started hooting and shouting; the men rooting for Neiko and the women shouting for Kelly; "CMON KELLY GO FOR HIS EYES" "RUN NEIKO RUN!!!" "HAHAHA SOMEONE CALL THE INFIRMARY" Kelly smirked and stared at the huddled mass of sniper on the ground grimacing...She reached out and grabbed his shoulder to pick him up and dropped her wrench, "Maybe next time you'll watch your mouth."
In one deft move Seiko swiped her feet from under her and like a gunshot he slid past her as she fell and caught her by the neck and waist.
"Are you really that cold?" he slowly rested his chin on her shoulder, smirking, showing off his jagged tooth.
The squad saw this and roared with laughter from the men and with yells of disgust from the women.
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU FUCKING DICK!!!!!" Kelly shrieked and gyrated.
"Okay" Neiko let her go and pushed her away from him.
Kelly...only 18 going on 19 was at least a good 5 inches shorter than Neiko, ran forward and quickly skidded to a halt and grabbed her wrench from the ground and then charged toward the Black haired, strangely cat eared sniper.
"Humph" Neiko grunted as he smirked and watched her charge full force, kicked his helmet forward and watched it roll slowly toward her on its side.
Kelly rushed fasted toward screaming like a banshee as the other members of the team who were laughing and cheering on, never saw the helmet and was going to fast to stop, stepped on the helmet and slipped, and flew forward.
Neither of them knew this was coming and as she flew toward Neiko he tried to in any way catch her he put up his hands making himself smaller he put both his hands across his face, Kelly smashed into him...possibly going mach 4 or something like that, her gaping mouth narrowly missing his lips, going past then grazing his cheek, quietly screamed" Oh shit!!!" as they both toppled over each other. Both soldiers were mortified as they found each other in a position they would both enjoy on different circumstances.
Neikos hand was grabbing something he would never touch until after the war, holding her voluptuous ass (yeah I got to the point there!), even through her armor even through his gloves he could feel her warmth, and the entire room was dead quiet.
Kelly's hands were placed on the ground around Neiko's head, her breasts hanging over his face. Her eyes clenched closed expecting a more brutal landing.
Lethe's yellow eyes grew wide as she let out a long gasp and the entire squad except the two "lovers" snapped to attention "S-SIR" as she saluted the commander.
Looking up from his paperwork he said in a deep voice with authority "okay squad you won't have a patrol today..." he looked up and witnessed Neiko looking up at him with a nervous smile in the same position "WH-WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS CORPORAL!?"
Neiko could only close his eyes and smile as he uttered "G-GOOD MORNING SIR"
Commander Olivera grimaced and ran a rough hand threw his gray hair "Shut up Neiko I wanna hear what is going on NOW"
Anthony chuckled and walked over and rested an arm on the commander's shoulders and faced the "couple" "eheh...well...commy...our beloved idiot over here is getting a little some if you know what I mean."
Neiko's eyes bolted open and turned even redder "WHAT?!"
Kelly's eyes opened and looked at the commander and shrieked "C-COMMANDER, SIR UH...SIR TH-THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE S-SIR"
The commander hid a slight smile and asked "Then what is it? You know that I can court marshal you for another one o those displays of violence ma'am"
"P-Please sir TH-THIS IS ALL NEIKO'S FAULT SIR I-I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS" Kelly pleaded
The squad mates were all silent except for Lethe who let out a little snicker. The commander's face-hardened and he looked over to Neiko and asked him, "Corporal, whadoyou got to say about this?" his voice hinting a little of Southern accent.
Neiko glanced over to Kelly's "assets" and back over at the commander "W-well…commander...Randy...may I call you Randy?...okay whatever, well...it all started like this; I just said it was cold and she got all violent and such and she tackled me and this happened.
The commander sighed and held up his paperwork "Anyway...your assignment for today is to infiltrate a PAC warehouse and steal some food and medical supplies for the titan and the people of Verdun"
Anthony crossed his arms and asked, "Why can't we just assault the warehouse and take it that way?"
"Because we like it the hard way" the comm. retorted "Well get going you guys suit up and launch your all green" and with that the commander walked off with a slight limp. Neiko and his squad got up and went straight down the hallway to the lockerooms to get their gear for the mission.
Neiko walked with a red face and stared at his hand "Nyaaah…it was all weeeet…."
Anthony stood behind him and asked out loud so everyone could hear "SO Neiko how was it?"
Neiko played along and decided to mess with Kelly and the other girls "OH MAN SHE WAS WARMI THINK IT WAS A LITTLE WET"
Anthony and Dane Smiled and in said in unison "OOOOO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS"
Neiko, only 17 turned around and asked the men "WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!"
Anthony, 20 years old was like a big brother to him and responded, "WEELL LITTLE MAN WHEN A BITCH IS WET DOWN THERE IT MEANS SHE WANTS TO CUDDLE"
Before they knew it they were at the lockerooms and the men and women split up and went to go and change. Anthony, Dane, and Neiko were the only males in the team and were completely oblivious of the steaming, boiling, smoldering, irately angry women behind them; Lethe, 18 years old, slender and quick with yellow eyes pierced threw Neiko's back as he obliviously walked on. Kelly, the fiery young woman with matching flame red hair and green eyes, tall and strong enough to carry a rocket launcher was looming over them as they walked on with no idea clenching a knife with a demonic smile. As the women were getting their weapons ready, changing into their winter armor, and making the final preparations so were the men. Neiko, opened his locker, got out his Lambert Carbine, attached the stabilizer, which glowed a brilliant dark blew, picked out his AT-3 active camouflage, glanced at a picture...a small, blurry picture, of a small child, seemingly with dark eyes with someone, a smiling adult in a white coat who has his hand on the child's shoulder and a revolver in the other hand, Neiko stared at this picture and seemed to focus on the one detail the child had, a pair of felinical ears rising out of his hair...the blurry picture seemed to make him feel strange...like a churning feeling in his stomach, a burning quaking feeling in his gut. Neiko let out a breath, and slammed the locker shut, then walked out onto the loading deck and leaned on the wall, he looked down towards the burning city of Verdun and lit a cigarette as he let out a quiet, pitiful groan trying painfully to keep warm.
Twenty minutes later the squad regrouped in the launch room in all their needed equipment. Anthony looked at his launch pod's launch screen and stared blankly at the glowing square.
"Gaahh…" He grimaced "Why can't they just drop me off?" He asked to cold metal.
"OOOOKAAAYYY!!!" Presea shrieked, her blond hair shooting out from under her helmet "LET'S DO THIS!!!"
"FUUUCK I DON'T WANNA FLY!!! LEMME JUST BEAM ME DOWN OR SOMETHING!!!!" Anthony bitched.
A chuckle or two from the group and they all stepped in the cramped pods and waited for the generic computer voice to count them off.
"Launch commencing in thirty seconds"
The group made the last checks on their biosigns and statuses. A moment later the voice chimed in.
"5"
"4"
"3"
"2"
"1"
"1"
"Launch"
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Hehe I finally finished dis shit ALRIGHTY THEN PEOPLE HELP ME OUT IF YOU SEE ANY FLAWS THAT NEEDS CHANGING
