Prologue
It was the usual cool and calm night. The moon shone down onto the bay, reflecting its light like diamonds, the clouds barely covered much of the sky and the wind blew gently through the trees. Stars would normally be visible as well, showing off the beautiful Japanese night sky. Unfortunately, tonight is rather different than usual. Hundreds of artificial lights were on tonight, drowning out the starlight.
The prestigious all girls school, Uranohoshi High School, had some new guests tonight. Parked outside of it, at least fifty police cars, all with their lights on and flashing. The surrounded the school at every exit. The unwanted guests inside the school were not leaving.
Every officer outside had their guns on the ready, choppers flew around creating an inescapable perimeter. The front door to the school was basically destroyed as well, with a large truck that has broken through.
Inside was an even worst visual.
Hundreds of bodies lay in defeat. Bloody and covered in bullet wounds. Normally the white and grey sailor uniforms were as gracious as the students who wore them, now they were strained dark red. The floors looked as if they had been mopped using blood. Inside the gym. 12 terrorists held the a few small groups of survivors hostage. Most of the terrorists were dressed in assorted camouflages from across the world. Mostly woodland or urban designs.
Among them, were a few members of Aqours. Chika Takami, the traumatized leader of her idol group, held the dying first year, Yoshiko Tsushima, in her caring arms; Yoshiko's legs were soaked in her own blood, and her right arm was bent in the wrong direction. Hanamaru Kunikida, on the other hand, was sat in front of a TV with a gun pointed at her, no apparent injuries were on her while Riko Sakurauchi and You Watanabe were strapped down together in chairs, held at gunpoint by the leader. Riko's face dripped with blood oozing from her left eye, and You's face riddled with bruises.
"Just let us go!" Riko pleaded. "You got what you wanted, now let us leave!"
"Oh no. I haven't gotten what I wanted yet." The man with the over sized light machine gun told her. "Oh no no no, I haven't gotten what I wanted yet." He giggled to himself.
"Please!"
"You wanna fucking die girl! I will fucking shoot you where you stand. You think this is a fucking joke!" He screamed pointing the light machine gun at the idol. "I hold all the fucking cards here! I have already won! I can kill you now and nothing would go wrong with the rest of my plan!"
He went in and kicked Riko in the bleeding eye. She screamed out in agony.
"Actually come to think of it. Fuck it, I'll kill you now, save me the trouble of hearing a dumbass 'let her go' speech from daddy." He laughed to himself pointing his LMG at her.
"Leave her alone!" Chika tried to defend her rising to her feet.
"Sit the fuck back down or I swear to God I'm gutting you like a pig!" He screamed at Chika.
Riko continued to scream in pain. He turned his attention to Riko again.
"Cry for help all you want we ain't never-"
"Wait!" Hanamaru finally cried out. She stood up throwing aside her fear. She rose from her chair jumping forward. The leader suddenly turned to Hanamaru.
"What the hell?" He wondered out loud.
"You need to stop this! You've killed a lot of innocent people, it needs to stop!" She pleaded.
He backed down slowly. "Get. Get back into your chair." He calmly commanded her. Hanamaru suddenly got aggressive, more so than before.
"No! I have had enough, of watching you kill my friends and hurt innocents!" She began rattling off. "I want you to stop! If you stop this, then I…" she suddenly stopped, but continued after thinking for a moment again. "There's a lot I can do to you."
"Please Maru, sit down and-" he calmly tried getting her down, but she cut him off again.
"No Damnit! All of my friends are dead because of you. Ruby, Dia, Mari." She slowed down. "You hurt Yoshiko-chan, you ripped out Riko-chan's eye-"
"All in the name of justice and order."
"Killing them isn't doing any good! Before you hurt anyone else, just stop already let us go. You've already killed most of the school, most of the police who tried to help us, took lieutenant Okazaki's legs." Suddenly, Hanamaru realized she just fucked up.
And it suddenly dawned on him, she hadn't been aggressive before, only now for some reason did she man up and begin yelling at him, especially the fact that she brought up something she should have no logical reason knowing.
Why?
She was stalling. He confronted the issue head on and grabbed her by the collar of her uniform, yanking her closer to himself. "What the…" he pulled her hair aside to see a wireless headset hooked up in her ear. "No."
Hanamaru, realizing how screwed she really was tried pleading to the madman. "If you just stop, Rainbow will let you go. They won't hurt you, or kill anyone, just stop… please." Hanamaru pleaded while crying.
"You Bitch…" he mumbled squeezing her collar. "You fucking Bitch!" He screamed as he pulled the earpiece out of her ear violently. "You were supposed to be perfect." He shook her around. "You were supposed to be my angel, and you fucking betray me like this?" He suddenly slammed his forehead into her face, knocking her back. "You fucking! Goddamnit!" He screamed as he shoved her away full force. Hanamaru landed on the floor face first as her nose bled violently. He had just busted her nose into two.
Unbeknownst to him, the wall to the south of the gym was being armed. The men behind the wall planted explosives, they were armed and primed to create an opening to the gym fit them to get in. The 4 armed men placed the a breaching charge against the wooden wall and suddenly burst into the gym. The explosion was loud and fiery, sending wood and shrapnel of all sorts flying around the room.
He turned around a saw the black uniforms enter the room with their guns pointed inwards. The room lit up with gunfire and terrorists soon began hitting the floor. He reacted as soon as the explosion hit and he quickly grabbed the first person he could as a human shield, and it was unfortunately Riko.
Chika attempted to dive to Riko, but was immediately grabbed and pulled to the floor by one of the survivors to avoid the gunfire. "Riko, NO!" She called out trying to save her.
He pulled her off the chair violently and used her as a shield from the oncoming aggressors. She tried her best to fight out of his arms, but he was much too strong for her to break loose. The bullets whizzed by them as the rescue team arrived. He managed to pull Riko to a door that lead back into the main building.
She grabbed a hold of the door frame and tried to hold herself in the gym, but that effort failed miserably. She saw the figure of a man dressed in all black come sprinting towards them. Riko reached out to him as she knew who it was.
The terrorist began shooting in his general direction. Riko suddenly got an arm wrapped around her neck, and pulled into the hallways leading to the main building. Riko closed her eyes as tears of fear rolled down her face. Please… daddy… help me...
Fifteen years earlier.
"Hey Sergeant. " The new recruit called out.
The recruit's name was Hideyoshi Sakamoto. A 21 year old Japanese Special Forces unit, he worked out of the Self Defense Force as infantry until recently. He had been recruited by the U.N. to be apart of a special team of other Black Ops troops.
He held onto seatbelts on the helicopter. It was his first time actually riding one of these., it didn't help that the only light in the chopper was a constant red light in the front. It was the finest of transport choppers of the era, the CH-46. Better known as the Seaknight. It was graciously donated by the United States Marines for his team to use whenever they wished.
They were using the Seaknight because it was the best choice in helicopter for an operation like this. There would no doubt be at least about dozen or so injured hostages (some might require a stretcher to get out), so extra storage capacity would be needed.
The chopper was full of 5 other uniformed men in black combat uniforms, full tactical gear. The only variance in color they had were their respective countries woodland camouflage jackets. One of them had the American Flag on his shoulder, one with a Spanish Flag, and another Japanese, while the other two had British flags. He was trying to communicate with the only other one from Japan. Sergeant Major Tetsuyo Sakurauchi.
He sighed an irritated moan. "What Sakamoto?"
"I was thinking, what if when we finish this, we check out a local strip club."
"I'm thinking they'll get offended if you only throw yen at them instead of… whatever fuckin currency this place uses." Sakurauchi sighed.
"I think that would be the pound." One of the British soldiers told them.
"No I was just thinking, you know, it's my first time being in England and my first time doing a combat mission with you guys. Maybe I should celebrate." He argued.
"Yeah and maybe we should all just a get mug that says 'I'm a fuckin retard, look at me.'" Sakurauchi replied.
"Well sorry. Maybe you should get a 'world's best dad' mug, and then smash it since you clearly fuckin suck at it." Hideyoshi said in response.
"Dude, I haven't even seen her since maybe a week after the towers fell in New York." Tetsuyo reminisced.
"Oh yeah. That whole ordeal." Hideyoshi sighed. "That was a joy to watch. It's even better when you had front row tickets to all of it going down, uh, no pun intended."
"Well maybe this will be the mission that incapacitates me and sends me home to my daughter, then that would be great."
"I'll shoot you in the foot right now if that will please you." Hideyoshi offered.
"Will you two shut the fuck up over there?" Captain Cox told them. He was the American, he had a sight stubble, but nothing that was violating dress code. If it weren't for the helmet, more of his face would be visible. "Okay guys. You know the drill." He said rising up from his seat. Everyone else did the same as the back door began opening.
The crew chief for the chopper began speaking into his radio, likely informing his superiors the mission was a go.
Sakamoto felt excited about his first mission. It was going to be an exciting first day on the job. He quickly loaded his rifle, a G36C with several attachments on it: a red dot sight of some form, a grip, a flashlight, and a silencer attached to the barrel. The lights inside the chopper went dim as the rear opened all the way. All he could see was rain outside the helicopter, heavy rain, even a lighting strike. Hideyoshi slipped his night vision goggles on, as did the rest of his team.
Cox moved over to the rope and grabbed it tight. "Okay. We'll Sweep and Clear, then extract the hostages to the roof when we're finished." He told the crew chief. The lieutenant (crew chief) nodded. "Good. Be ready for med-evac back to Lakenheath at a moment's notice. Everyone else, let's rock."
Sakamoto grabbed the rope next to Captain Cox. Without hesitation, the team leader jumped down and fast roped down onto the dark building. Sakamoto and rest of the team followed. When he reached the bottom, he raised his rifle in preparation for what might come. As soon as the rest of the team was on the ground, the chopper flew off, becoming invisible in the heavy downpour.
"Alright. Semper Fi." Cox said into his Mic.
The mission had begun..
A/N. Wow, what the fuck is happening. I guess… we're going to find out, aren't we?
Tune in, next week (or,whenever I get around to it) to see what the actual hell is happening here.