A.N.: So, what do we have here? A crazy author who decided to try writing a command and conquer crossover with hyperdimension neptunia. Must be nuts arent I? Nevertheless, Im still gonna write it because i want to. Feel free to leave a review and I'll leave it to you whether you want to fav and follow this.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. (No shit right.)
Chapter 1. Arrival.
Commander David westwood was NOT having a good day. Bad enough they forced a commando with a degree in engineering to play commander in a command post, they sent him to complete probably the hardest mission he had ever faced during his time with the GDI. An MCV with a handful of escorts into a battlefield where all his enemies had well developed bases and strong forces? Probably not the best idea.
"Commander, Nod avatars are moving in from the North."
Snapping out of his trance, David snapped back to the command screen and sure enough, three avatar heavy walkers were moving in from the ridge to the north.
"What are our available units in the field right now EVA?"
"We have one mammoth tank out in the field commander,another one is still under construction in the war factory commander."
...That was bad. Even with the strong armor of the mammoth mk 3, chances are, it probably wasn't going to last long under fire from three avatars. The established power plants were utterly destroyed, thus delaying the production of the second mammoth tank and the war factory was in a very bad shape. The thing looked like it would collapse the moment a single rocket hit it.
"Any other units out there EVA?"
"Commander, we still have two rocket squads and a rifleman squad on standby."
"Send them to help out the mammoth, keep the rifle squad at the back, their rifles aren't going to do much anyway."
The situation was absolutely horrible. No need to think about destroying the alien control node or the nod base, he couldnt even keep them out of his own base. His resources were running low, he lost nearly all of his harvesters, had hardly any units left, and a single guardian cannon with no power... He really needed that pay raise, he doesn't get paid enough for this.
"Commander, alien tripods are coming in from the east."
...God DAMNIT. He had faced impossible odds before but this was just stupid.
"Pull our missile squads back and have them intercept the tripods, the mammoth would just get disabled anyway."
Ok... There was still a chance. Play it right, and he would be able to get out of this alive. Maybe cause the avatars and tripods to fight each other, then clean them up before securing their husks that would give him some much needed firepower to buy him some time for him to get the base up and running again.
"Commander, alien devastator warships and planetary assault carriers are inbound from the northeast."
... That pretty much sealed the deal. He had no way of combating that airforce. His missile squads would probably get torn up the moment they got into attack range. A constructed pitbull would just be blown up by the carrier and a slingshot would be smashed in the same manner as the pitbull. In other words, He's pretty much screwed.
"Commander, we have lost the war factory."
... As if things couldn't have gotten worse, he lost his last production facility and had no assets left. This was the last stand, and it was looking VERY grim.
"Commander, liquid tiberium bomb has been launched."
Wait. What?
"Who authorised this?!"
"Acting director reymond Boyles Commander. Incoming transmission, standby to receive."
The map on the top right hand corner of his screen disappeared, replaced with the image of Boyles.
"I am disappointed, commander, I offered you a way out, I offered you the chance to be a hero! To let the whole world know of your deeds! All you had to do, was press that button, to authorise the use of the tiberium bomb. You would've been a hero commander, but instead, you chose to die like a fool and not use all available assets given to you. You have failed GDI commander, you have failed the populus living in the blue zone, and worse of all commander, you have failed yourself."
"Godamnit Boyles! Stop dragging me into that political bullshit! Using that bomb, causing the lives of millions of civillians, and you call yourself a hero?!"
"My concerns are not for the people living in the yellow zones, they are for the ones living in the blue zones! The GDI population who have been promised the end of the scrin,the end of the nod! I will be known as the hero who stopped the alien invasion! The hero who toppled the terrorist organisation! And you, commander, will not be remembered. History is written by the victors after all, and after today, I will be known as the victor against all odds."
"You are delusional Boyles, that's not who we are, thats not GDI. We strive to protect everyone! Not just people within our area of influence. That's the reason why we are called the global defense initiative, because we strive to protect the world!"
"Enough banter commander. You have 2 minutes before the tiberium bomb strikes, better make the best out of it." and with that, the transmission ended.
"Orders commander?"
David clenched his fists and stared at the he going to die here? Just because a retarded director made a bad move? NO! He refused to acknowledge that he was just going to die here!
"Pack up the MCV. Sell everything else and store the materials into the MCV. Relay orders to all troops. Time to hightail it out of here, we're leaving from the south."
"Roger that commander, sell command post?"
"Yeah. Let me get out of here first, transfer all command necessities to my tac pad."
"Affirmitive. All command necessities have been transfered to tac pad. Electronic video assistant has been enabled. Have a good day commander."
He snorted at the last part. This day was probably the worst one he had in awhile. Fuck the Nod and Scrin. The true enemy was actually in the GDI ranks all this time. Grabbing his railgun carbine, he stepped out and watched the command post activate its recycling systems and collapse into nothing.
Turning around, he caught up with the MCV that was moving southward.
"Enemy commando detected commander."
The hell? He spun around only to get hit by a laser pistol. The laser was mitigated by his armor but still hit his abdomen. Raising his carbine up, he shot the Nod commando in the head before continuing to run. Damn they were sneaky. He struggled to keep up, the pain was agonizing and affecting him a lot more than he wanted it to.
"EVA, status on tiberium bomb explosion."
"Commander, the tiberium bomb will impact in one minute. Any chances of escaping the blast radius is slim."
Was this it then? Did he survive all those battles only to fall here? Because of a variable that he couldn't change?
"Wormhole detected."
Well shit. Seems like everyone was out to kill them today. Crazy alien wormhole technology. They just pop out in the middle of nowhere and then when shit hits the fan, they run back in and disappear to god knows where.
... Wait a minute. If they can use wormholes, they why can't he use it? Well sure, no one in GDI actually bothered researching the wormhole yet. Something about it being too dangerous for human use. Buuuuut he didn't really have a choice here. What, with a crazy director trying to gain fame, an alien race out to kill them and a terrorist group who hates their guts after them? He was willing to take any chances he got. Even if the chance might result in him probably losing his life doing something that wasn't considered "safe".
Just then, alien units popped out of the wormhole, disintegretors and an annihilator tripod. Gripping his carbine, he began firing on the disintegrators at an absurd rate, even for commandos. The mammoth tank behind him fired two railgun shells, blowing up the shields of the tripod but it remained standing. Running towards it, he placed a det pack on the underside of the tripod before running away from it. The resulting explosion caused the tripod to fall to the ground as it stopped moving.
"Commander, the nod avatars have been destroyed by the alien's planetary assault carriers. However, the carriers are now en route to your location."
Well, one more reason to seal the deal huh.
"This is commander westwood to all GDI units in the area. Everyone is to enter the wormhole ASAP. We don't have much time so get moving!"
The resulting responses were quite expected. With "Are you fucking serious?", "We are so dead."and "Just shoot me now.". But he silenced it with a quick "Would you rather die here?" and held position before the wormhole. He needed to ensure that all his men entered before he himself entered, they were his responsibility after all. One by one they all entered the wormhole, each muttering different things, ranging from prayers to curses about either the director or life in general.
As the last mammoth tank rolled into the wormhole after th MCV, he checked his tac pad to ensure that there wasn't anymore men left in the area. Satisfied that everyone had already left, the commando was just about to enter the wormhole when something stabbed into him, pushing him through.
He didn't really know what to say about the current situation. It was a myraid of feelings blended into him. But it was certainly cold in the wormhole, he'd give them that.
The first thing he realised after exiting the wormhole was that his face hit the ground and it was quite bright. Must be the transition from a dark place to a light one but he couldn't see so well. Didn't stop him from feeling that stab wound from the back. Wait, why does it feel so fresh? He spun around and came face to face with a disintegrator. It seemed like that tiny little bastard had managed to dig one of its legs into his body. He idly noted that the laser must be malfunctioning if it did that before he punched the thing off him. He heard... gasps of surprise? Was he hallucinating? Maybe, but he'll have to beat the shit out of that small bastard before he checked where that couldve came from.
Smacking it with a back handed hit as it tried jumping on him again, he looked around for his gun to no avail. It must've been lost somewhere during the wormhole jump. He heard some clacking and immediately turned to where he smacked that disintegrator a second ago, it looked like it was trying to charge up its laser. He needed a weapon, quick. Even with his augmented strength, he highly doubted that he could smash a machine to death with his fists. Wait, didn't he have a handgun? In a blink of an eye, the handgun was withdrawn from his side holster. The resounding bang was satisfiying, even more so when the little bastard fell onto the floor, not moving. Holstering his handgun, he took a look around.
Wait, why are there so many people around him? And it seemed that he was on a platform? His eyes were then drawn to the four women approaching him. Talk about variety, they had different hair colours, ranging from purple, to white, green and even... was that blue? Or cyan? And they had... power symbols in their irises? What the hell? And so he did the one thing everybody would've done.
"Erm, hi?"
A.N. Well and thats the first chapter of this ridiculous idea that probably no one would've considered. I'm quite new to this, so please don't flame. It wastes your time typing stuff that won't do shit and my time for actually reading shit that doesen't accomplish anything. So leave a rating and maybe a review about it? :) Constructive reviews please. Something that I can actually learn from and if this is generally well received and people want me to continue then I'd see you in the next chapter! Ciao! And Cheers to Noble! Even though he probably won't see this :/