Allies: A TF-666 Story

by TheGuardianWithin

The world seems at peace. With the Pure Ones in shambles, the Task Force celebrates with two weddings of two couples. But days later, a ominous attack on a station stationed out near a allied planet threatens war, the Task Force with the Guardians must make new allies and meet with others to defeat an army much worse than the Pure Ones. A story of celebration, war, and sacrifice.

1. A Most Uneventful Evening

Dragon Relms

April 15, 2021

Warfang

Chapter 1

A Most Uneventful Evening

My POV

I stood in front of the mirror in my room. A military dress suit in black and red covered me. Bars and stars stood over my left breast with a patch with a dagger and owl feathers on my right sleeve, with the letters "Lux E Tenebris" embroidered on it. 3 medals sat on my right breast. A purple heart, a acorn with oak leaves, and a cross. A slight bulge protruded from my right hip, where I always kept my concealed M92 Beretta. I more looked like I was going to a military funeral than a wedding. But I promised Spyro that I, and the Chaw of Chaws, would wear dress. It was slightly itchy. A knock at the door as Soren stuck his head in. "It's time." I followed the owl out the window, using my ymbryne powers to change into my owl form, and glided to the Main Hall. Touching down softly, I turned back into a human. Pushing open the massive doors to reveal a massive crowd, a mix of humans, dragons, and owls. The roof revealed open sky, something similar to Hogwarts. Me and Soren took our place beside Spyro and Flame. Pelli and Alesha on the other side. I smiled at my own wife and she smiled back. I even saw Kludd and Nyra in the crowd, the soon to be couple spotted me and smiled. I nodded. Then music (think of an instrumental of the Halo 3 main menu song) started to play as the huge double doors were pushed open to reveal Cynder in a beautiful dress. I heard Spyro gasp in amazement as people stood ad faced her. She then proceeded to stand next to Spyro and started the sermon. " They seem so happy." Soren said in our telepathic connection. "Now isn't the time to be in each other's head Soren." Kludd replied in my head."Aye" Soren kept quiet. "You may now kiss the bride." And they kissed as people clapped and owls hooted. A pair of F-185 Barn Owls roared overhead as the crowd of people cheered. The ships in the harbor, including the GHS Boron and the USS Albech, blasted their horns as sailors cheered from their decks. The big guns on the Boron roared as they fired blanks into the sky. "Now for the feast." And the crowd sat at their respectable tables. Luckily for me, I was seated with most of the Chaw of Chaws, including Kludd and Nyra. Kludd was wearing his own dress uniform. Nyra wore a simple black and red dress. I sat with Alesha and Soren and Pelli. Soren wore his uniform, while Pelli wore a blue sparkling dress with a diamond necklace. Alesha wore almost the same dress as Nyra, except the red was lined with sparkles and she had a sapphire necklace on. We started to eat and talk.About an hour later, my head was foggy and the heat of the hall didn't help. "Too much wine. Sober up." I thought. "I need to get some air, I'll be back." I said. "We'll come." Soren and Kludd said. I walked to the balcony with both on my tail. We also noticed Spyro and Cynder out there as well. "You hear that?" Soren asked. I strained my ears and faintly a buzzing noise started to form. " A C-130?" I thought. I listened again but the buzzing didn't have the usual whine on a turbo prop. More of a puttering sound. Pistons. A glint shone off the coast. "It's something metal." Spyro said. "What's metal?" A voice said behind us. I turned to see Taylor and the rest of his group. I pointed in the general direction. "It's a plane." He said after squinting. "Kludd, you're good with aircraft, what is it?" I asked. He looked as the noised started to putter." Bomber, Junkers 88. An old WW2 plane." He said. "And I think it's almost out of fuel." He added. "What do we do?" Cynder asked. " Start warning people." Soren said. "Because when this thing goes down it's going to cause a lot of damage." He flew off the balcony with Spyro, Kludd, and Cynder. Taylor and his group turned around and started to head down. I turned into my owl form and followed the owls. I saw that my car was still there. A 2011 Camaro SS/RS. Turning back into a human, I opened the door and started the engine. The massive twin turbo and supercharged V8 rumbled to life, shaking loose pebbles in the streets. The exhaust crackled and popped. I put her into gear and pounded the gas. The rear tires squealed as the 1,000 horsepower monstrosity pushed them to their limits. Then they gripped and the car rocketed forward. I curved in between streets and alleyways of the massive city. Then I stopped the car. I got out and with flares, lit up two sides of the street. The bomber slightly turned and straightened out with the street. "Shit!" I thought. I dove out of the way as the lumbering bomber turned the corner, sheared it's right wing off, and with a large BANG, slammed into a iron tree. I ran to the smoking hull of the bomber and saw Soren and Kludd pull up in Soren's Aventador. Along with Spyro and Cynder, with Taylor and his group. I pulled out my M92 and tried opening the hatch. It didn't budge. "Cynder, can you?" I asked. She spat her corrosive venom at the hinges. The metal hissed as the venom ate through it. I stepped inside to see crates of all sizes, with German MG-42s and Kar-92s and MP-40s and MP-44s. WW2 era weapons. I heard a moan. "We got people." I said. Soren came in and helped 4 people out of the smoking wreck. " A Brit, a American, a Aussie, and a German." Taylor said, looking at the individual patches on each shoulder. " And WW2 era German weaponry." Soren said, picking up a MP-44. "This place just gets fucking weirder by the day." Kludd said, eyeing the 4 people. "Aye." I agreed. "Could we help?" Spyro said. "No, you two enjoy the rest of your day. You've earned it." I replied as they flew off. "Glaux, what a fucking mess." Soren said. "Yea." I replied.