A new story for you all but now its set in our world. :D The classes will be:

Tactical Trooper

Grand Archer

Veteran Commander

Void Princess

Code Empress

Lord Knight

Gun Master

Mobile Artillery

Everyone is human since this is set in our world and the classes are for their hair style and their classes also involve their role in the story. I sort of combined two of my favorite games, Ghost Recon and Elsword, together into one story. Not sure if I should put this into the Crossover category or not since there is no other mention of any characters from the Ghost Recon series in this story. :/ Now enough chatting and lets get onto the story!

-Invasion-

Blaze's POV:

"Hey mom, I'll be out with Ember all right!" I yelled back into the house door before shutting it and ran with my big sister, Ember, down to the park to play. I brought our Frisbee and we threw it between each other in the green field of the park while many other people were having fun as well with their families. They all had a smile on their face since it was a bright summer day with the sun high up in the sky. The air was crisp with the a subtle warmth to it and the smell of freshly cut grass gun was pleasant without being too powerful. My sister threw the Frisbee back at me and I was about to catch it when I heard people murmuring something and pointing at the sky. The Frisbee dropped to my feet as I looked up to see multiple specks of black filled the sky in a V formation. I look in awe at the sight when the first shell struck the earth. The impact shook the ground and the blast was close enough to send myself flying backwards onto the ground before getting covered in dirt. My ears rung from the impact and the screams of people were muffled and my vision blurred when I felt someone hauling me to my feet. I look over to were the shell had impacted to see a gruesome of a family, or what was left of a family, lay dead with limbs blown clean off. I keeled over from the sight and threw up before getting pulled back up by my sister.

"Come on Blaze, we've got to get back to Mom and Dad!"

I nodded glumly trying to push the image of that family out of my mind before we started to run back to our house. Craters peppered the street around us and houses were ablaze from were a shell impacted and the sounds of distant explosions came to us as the bombs kept falling. We rounded the corner and our house came into view still intact and we both let out a sigh of relief before running over to it.

"Mom, Dad! Get out of there!" I ran as fast as I could when a familiar high pitched screech came form above us and it only struck me what it was before it happened. A bomb landed on top of our house blowing out the windows and the door and left a gaping hole in the roof. Our house was completely engulfed in flames with our parents no were to be seen. I clutched to my sister as we both wept on the sidewalk before she got up and went over to our shack that was left untouched by the flames and came out with two sacks and threw me one. I opened it to find a small blanket, some food, a bottle of water, and some cash.

"This is what I could find in the shed. I'm just glad we used it to store some of our belongings." She whipped a tear away from her eye as she took a quick glance back at our burning house before we started to walk. We joined the other people, who had once been our fellow towns people, who now have become refugee's in this war until we reached a check point armed with our own military personal. We both were huddled together in our blankets near a radio someone had brought and listened intently to what was being said.

"Reports from multiple areas have told us that they've been attacked by an unknown group of enemies and a bomb raid have blanketed towns and cities all over the West coast. The attackers are still unknown and-...Wait a second...This just in! We've got an I.D for who the attackers are, and they're confirmed as the Korean Military and it seems that they've got Russian armaments, but the Russians are denying any support in this conflict at all." I snuggled against my sister to get warmer and she placed an arm around me until we both nodded off. The next morning, we were placed onto an armored bus and taken deeper into America to one of the refugee camps that they've set up.

-A year later-

It's been over a year since the Korean Military has invaded America and have taken a foot hold deep into American soil. So far he border lines of our land and land that has been taken over has decreased some but now it seems that we're in a stalemate with them. I'm now old enough to join the military to fight against the invading force and my sister went in to join at the same time as I did. We both stood in front of the recruiting desk and a person was sitting there with a pen and the forms.

"Name?"

"Blaze, and Ember."

"Age?"

"I'm 18 and she's 19."

"Family?" I hesitated for a second before answering.

"She's the only family I have left."

"All right, would you two step through here and wait with the others to be picked up by a transport. Your training will start as soon as you reach the base." I look towards the door to the waiting room that she pointed out before grabbing my bag and walked over there with my sister.

The bus ride only reminded me of the events that happened last year and it only built up my anger towards the invaders when a sign passed by us. I looked up from were I was to see the fort in front of us until we passed through the gates and came to a stop. The doors opened and a man that looks like he's high in authority walked onto the bus.

"Welcome to Fort Cerulean nuggets. Get your gear and get outside to meet your drill Sergeant on the double!" We all got up and I reached down for my bag before we filed out of the bus into a row in front of it when a jeep pulled up. The back door opened up and out stepped a brown haired woman, with a pretty big sized bust, who had what looked like a permanent scowl on her face as she looked at every single one of us.

"I'm Sergeant Major Stella. I'll be your drill instructor and also will be molding the group of you Bambi's into tough fighting machines by the end of this training course."

"And I hope you'll mold my dick for me." Someone murmured in the group and some of us gave a light laugh at that but that only pissed Stella off.

"Who said that!?" She eyed all of us before walking up to one of the nuggets and stared him down. "Did you say that?"

"No sir!" He said while looking straight ahead.

"Do I look like a sir to you?"

"No sir! I mean ma'am!"

"You're damned right I am!" She stormed back to address us all and we all stood at attention. "Look, I'm not going to take any of this shit from any of you! We are at war here people so don't be goofing off and think this is some sort of joke! When ever you answer my questions, answer in a, 'Sir, yes sir!' Form!"

"Sir, yes sir!" We all said in unison.

"Good. Sergeant First Class Bishop, can you show the men their barracks and Staff Sergeant Anderson, can you please escort the girl to their barracks. Once they're done setting their stuff in their bunks, bring them all down to the barbers for a trim." Stella turned on her heal getting back into her jeep an looked at us all.

"You'll begin your training at 0500 hours tomorrow!" She closed her door before the jeep sped off to who knows were on this massive base and we started our march over to our separate barracks. We all got assigned our own bunks and in them laid a pair of issued a light dark green pants and a grey T-shirt. I set my bag under my bed before we all lined back up and marched over to the barbers shop. I sat in the chair as he wrapped the cape around me and flicked on the clippers and shaved off my shoulder length hair down to a short crew cut. With us all done, we all went down to the cafeteria for our meals and I met up with my sister as we sat down at a table with our trays.

"Jeez, what did they do to your hair?" Ember pointed at my head wither her fork after she took a bite of her spaghetti.

"Oh this? Ah, they just shaved it all of and you're the one to talk." Her hair was no longer hanging down at her waist but was shoulder length and pulled up into a braid.

"They cut all that hair off but I don't really mind it that much. I'm pretty sure that having my hair cut like this won't be the worst thing to happen to us." I only nodded as I plucked a meatball into my mouth.

"I bet that the first few weeks here will be a living hell." And right I was. The very next day, like Stella had told us, she woke us up at 0500 hours to go on a five mile jog. Luckily, I've some how managed to stay in pretty good shape in the past year, and the jog wasn't that bad, but it was still pretty bad. After that we went on a rigorous conditioning of multiple push-ups followed up with multiple curl ups. At the end of that day, I just plopped down into my bed exhausted to only pull it back up again at 0500 hours once more to lug two 30 gallon water jugs five miles to an obstacle course at the end. We crawled through mud and barbed wire before traversing a rope wall and vaulting over a six foot high ones before taking another dive through more barbed wire with muddy water instead of just mud before going back to the barracks to clean up and get some more rest and food. This cycle of conditioning, eating, and sleeping went on for three whole weeks. Multiple people had dropped out of the group but there was still a fairly large group of us left. We now are going through some martial arts classes for self defense when we face a target in hand to hand combat, or get to close to use a gun. We went through that for the next week before moving on to the fire arms portion of the training.

We all were down at the range lined up with Stella in the front giving us the demonstration of the weapon on her hands.

"This, recruits, is the M4 assault rifle. You should know from reading those U.S army handbooks, that this is the standard rifle used in the U.S army. It is firing in a 5.56mm bullet and is effective to about 1,000 yards. Depending on how well you'll be firing, I might switch you up with this." She set down the M4 on the table and picked up another one that was slightly longer and larger as the M4. "This, is the M14 Enhanced Battle Rifle, or EBR for short. This is more accurate than the M4 at greater ranges, but it's far heavier than the M4. The M14EBR is firing in the 7.62NATO round and will be effective at ranges much farther than 1,000 yards out." She then set down that rifle on the table before going back to addressing the rest of you.

"Once I give you the order, you will come up here picking up an M4 and going to the firing line. You will not load the magazine into the magazine well until I give the order. After I tell you to load up the magazine, then I will give you a, 'Ready, aim, fire!' command. Am I clear?"

"Sir, yes sir!"

"Good, now come on up here to pick up your rifle and get to the firing line." We all walked up the the line of weapons and I picked up one of them testing the weight in my hand before going over to grab one of the magazines from the table and walked over to one of the firing zones. Once everyone else had their own rifle Stella gave the next command.

"Load your rifles." I slapped the mag. into the mag well before releasing the bolt loading a round.

"Now ready," I widened my stance a bit and clutched my rifle tighter against my shoulder. "Aim," I brought my rifle up to my cheek lining up the iron sights with the target "fire!" A volley of gun shots went off as all of us started to fire our weapons, to get a feel on how our weapons react. I squeezed the trigger sending down rounds after rounds on the target hitting each of them in around a four inch square in the middle of the target when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I lowered the rifle flipping on the safety before pulling the mag. out and unloading the chamber to turn around and faced Stella.

"What is it sir?"

"I think you should get one of those M14's." I nodded and started my way over to the rack to replace my M4 and I could see that some others, including my sister, have advanced to the M14 rifle. I picked it up and it was a lot heavier than the M4 but it almost felt like a better fit for my hands. Grabbing another mag., I went over to my same firing spot and started to shoot when Stella stopped us to tell us to try some new firing positions from a crouched one to a prone position. Before long, our time at the range was over and we all were placed into a fairly large room with one large table for each of us.

"You're weapon is one of the key tools for your survival in the battlefield. So you must make it a priority to learn the inside and out of your weapon and how to clean and maintain that weapon." Stella handed out multiple cleaning kits along with M4's and M14's through out the class and I received my M14 again. Dismantling it on a clean towel, I began to remove the upper receiver and the lower one before removing the barrel and started to clean down all the parts that were covered in carbon before oiling it down and reassembled it.

We're six months into the training program and we've learned even further in our rifling skills along with survival training and a live fire practice simulation. We even got our hands on some sniper rifles down at the range and I found that I was pretty efficient with among a few others, sister included, but something didn't really feel right with me. We both were sitting in the mess hall and I was picking at my half eaten food in thought when my sister poked me with her finger.

"Something on your mind?" I look up at her and gave her a shake of my head with a one sided grin.

"Nothing's wrong sis."

'Oh, don't give me that bullshit Blaze. I'm your sister so I know when something is wrong with you, so tell me, so what's wrong?" I sigh in defeat as she saw right through me and I mentally slapped myself thinking that I could get away from her.

"Fine, it's just that sitting here for about half a year and training when we could be fighting the invaders. It doesn't seem right for us to just be here when there's still invaders on our soil."

"But if we don't get this training, we'll die sooner and then what? What can you do when you de-" An explosion shook the mess hall and the lights flickered on and off before turning red and the emergency siren started to blare. Everyone was up and running around and most of the cadets here were confused to what was going on when machine gun fire sounded in the distance to be returned with even more fire from our own guns.

"They're here all ready?" I looked to my sister and she nodded in agreement. "Well I can't just sit here doing nothing. Get to the armory and arm up to defend this place!" I got up and ran out of the door into the sunshine to see the full extent of the damage to our base. A tent or two was burning from the explosion and Humvee's were racing around getting into defensive positions with other higher ranking officers shooting at the approaching enemies. I pulled up my arm to shield myself from an explosion before starting my way towards the armory when someone tackled me from behind.

"Don't go to the armory, it's a deathtrap and many others have all ready fallen to it." It was Stella's voice and I felt the weight et up from me to get up as well and I turned around to thank her.

"If you want to thank me," she handed me her rife and withdrew her pistol "then defend this base!" I ran over to were all the other soldiers were firing, right behind a line of Humvee's turned broadside to the enemies with their gunners firing away. I ducked down as bullet impacted the building above me before returning fire. I swapped out for a fresh mag. as my sister found her way next to me with the others and I pulled back around the corner.

"Do you have a visual on the targets?" She yelled over the noise of gun fire.

"I think I got a few of those bastards but more of them are still coming." I pull back as bullets impacted the side of the wall spraying shrapnel everywhere. "Son of a bitch!" I pull around to fire back when one of the soldiers in one of the Humvee's got hit in the shoulder and slumped down in the gunner seat. A field medic ran up to the vehicle and opened the door to pull the injured soldier out of the seat and pulled him back to cover. I eyed the distance from were I was to the Humvee and I made a decision.

"Give me some covering fire!" I popped around shooting two rounds at the enemy before starting my sprint over to the unmanned gunner seat. Gun fire erupted from the corner I was in and bullet ricochet off the ground and whizzed over my head as I sprinted. I rolled into a crouch behind the engine block and I heard multiple thunks of the bullets hitting the steel. I crouched down as I went over to the opened door and crawled into the mid section of the vehicle and into the gunners seat. I pulled back the charging handle of the M2 heavy machine gun before grabbing the grips in the back and pressing down the trigger. The chatter of .50 cal bullets erupted and the clacking of shells falling filled the cabin as I let lose on the enemy. With a clunk of the bolt sounded as the gun ran out of ammo and I threw the empty ammo box out of the slot before placing a fresh one in it's placed. Ripping open the top of the ammo box, I pulled the fresh belt into the loaded and slammed down the rear receiver before racking the charging handle once more before continuing the stream of bullets.

I was firing away when I heard a voice under me and I looked down to see my sister.

"What are you doing here!?" I ducked as a bullet hit the side of the turret and I turned around to fire a burst at the enemy before looking down again.

"Well I'm not letting you be up there all by yourself!" She went over to the end of the vehicle and started to shoot when I called her back.

"Hey, if you want to start being helpful, I saw a few LAW's in the back. Can you take those out just in case we need to use them and can you open up a few more .50 cal ammo boxes?"

"Got it."

"Good." I look back up and popped off two shots before I fell back down into the gunners sitting sling clutching my cheek.

"Blaze! Are you all right?" I removed my hand from my face to have it come up as a red streak.

"I'm fine, it's only a grazing shot but it still stings like a bitch!" I went up again ripping the empty mag box out and reloaded before starting my hail of bullets up again pushing back the advancing forces. The fighting was lasting some time and the barrel of my gun was starting to over heat so I started to pour some water over the barrel to quench it when the Humvee next to me exploded. I ducked down to avoid any shrapnel when a light tank came into view and fired again, this time into a wall showering some of our soldiers in rubble.

"Ember, take out that tank with the LAW!" The tank was now barreling towards my own Humvee and had it's gun aimed at me when Ember fired off the rocket. The rocket hit the tanks tread causing it to swerve off to the side as it fired its cannon off avoiding me. It came to a halt with its detracted side facing us when Ember brought up the second LAW and aimed it at the tank.

"Firing!" I heard the click of the rocket firing and the rocket went off to only have it peter out about 10 feet in front of us and all I could think of then was, 'Well that was fucking great.'

"Oh...Um...Miss fire." I heard her mumble as the tanks muzzle swung around and pointed it at us and I couldn't move, my feet were frozen in place when the sound of something beating against the wind sounded somewhere behind me.

'The hell is that?' I thought to myself before a missile flew over my head destroying the tank, blowing the turret off of its mount and a flight of four Apaches flew over head to push back the now fleeing enemy. I slumped back down into the gunners sling mount and tilted my head back shifting my feet through the sea of spent cartridges and belt links before I brought my arm up whipping the accumulated sweat off of my brow when a stinging sensation came from my cheek. I touched it lightly with my right index finger and pulled back with a sting to find it red and I remembered that I had a near miss when Stella popped her head through the door.

"The enemy has pulled back when our reinforcements arrived. Thank you both for your efforts in protecting our base."

"Thank you sir." We both gave her a small salute when she took another look at me.

"Looks like you've got a little scratch from the battle, why don't you down to the medical station to get it patched up all right."

"Yes sir." She turned to leave when she stopped and turned back around.

"Oh yes, I've got a message for command for the two of you, with what I've reported back to command, they would like the two of you, and others, to go to Marine Scout Sniper training. You'll be shipping out with some others deeper into our territory to Fort Kopervich in the next day after tomorrow." She left with both of us in wonder and I got our of the gunners seat as another person came over and got into the drivers seat to take it away to the vehicle repair bay and I to the medical tent. I entered it and it was packed with wounded soldiers and one of the doctors cleaned my wound before giving my 5 stitches before slapping a Band-Aid over it to cover it up before heading off to my own bunk to pack up my items and clothing. As I entered my the barracks I was assigned to, I saw a few others were also there as well packing up their gear and we only nodded in a silent greeting and I started to pack up my things into my bag. I bet Ember is doing the same or something similar to what I am doing now before I took a long shower, got dinner, and went to bed.

The next day, training all around was postponed due to the attack and everyone was there to help with the repairs when Stella had called for the two of us. We made our way down to her office to see a long wait line all ready in front of us and we took a seat at the end. The wait was long and tedious but we stood their waiting for our turn and when it came, we both were slightly relieved.

"Come in you two." Stella said. We both saluted and she saluted back before continuing with what she had to say. "Now, I know I've spoken to you about the being transferred to the Marine Scout Sniper training regiment, but higher ups in command have been analyzing how you dealt with that attack yesterday, and how you reacted to it, and they've decided to give the two of you a promotion. Congratulations Corporal Blaze and Corporal Ember in your promotion."

"Thank you sir!" We both stood at attention and saluted as well before she came up to us giving our new badges to show our rank. No longer a Private and now as a Corporal, I'm fighting a smile that threatens to pop up onto my face when she dismissed up both. Shutting the door behind us as we left, the smile finally broke out on my face and so did Embers.

"Promoted and it's only been about six months since we enlisted."

"Still, this is war and we can't let this get to our heads."

"Yeah, you're right." With that, we both went on to help the base with repairs before the day ended and we went to bed. The very next day, we both rose early at dawn to get on the bus to Fort Kopervich and it left just as the sun started to rise behind the now distant Fort Cerulean.

Anon: And there's chapter 1 for you all. So, how did you like it?

Everyone: Where do we fit in all of this?

Anon: Calm down, you all will be placed in later but you shouldn't exist, you're Ghosts ;)

Aisha: Anon...He just...Winked at us... *Shivers* It's really creeping me out...

Chung: And now you've also seen the military side of Anon XD

Still if anyone has seen or played Ghost Recon, and is a fan of it, you'll receive one of these! *Pulls out a silver platter* IT'S A MUFFIN MADE OUT OF COOKIE DOUGH AND IS TOPPED OFF WITH MILK AND OREOS! Though these are only for those who played XD All you other people get these regular cookies and Muffins. Until next time, Anon, out!

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