Me: Here's the first chapter of the Spec Ops missions.
Trin: Ops will be randomly created by both of us-…
Me: And I will accept a few Ops of your own ideas. To keep the review area clear of clutter, submit them in a PM or add an actual review to it, otherwise I'm ignoring it.
Jane: So, what's first?
Me: You won't be here, just so you know. Now on with the story!
"Talking."
"Thinking."
"[Electronic communication.]"
{AI intercommunication}
Feet First Into Hell
[Nova Galaxy, Draco 5 System (Reaper Presence: Minimal), Cerberus Facility:]
"[All ODSTs prepare for deployment,]" someone shouted over the intercom. "[N7 Team Omega, you're going with them, gear up.]"
"Well, that was quick," Captain Wayne O'Brien said as he and his team loaded into their drop pods. "Remember people, our mission is to grab any and all Cerberus tech we find."
"[Understood Captain O'Brien,]" the N7 Commander said.
"Radio silence as much as possible when we get on the ground."
"[You got it Cap,]" Shocker said over the coms.
"PREPARE FOR DROP!" The Captain said as their pods launched.
Loco started laughing when the N7s started screaming. Wayne sighed while the others made fun of the N7s.
"There's a reason why we're called hell jumpers," Corporal Holland said.
Ten minutes later the pods landed. The ODSTs got out and waited as the N7s lost their lunch or just caught their breath. Loco began to laugh at that.
"What…the…hell…is…wrong…with…you…people?" One of the N7s asked the ODSTs.
"Let's just get moving." The Captain sighed as they walked towards the Cerberus Facility.
The group separated into two teams and moved towards the Facility. The Captain looked around for any possible traps on their path. Seeing none, he had everyone start moving faster. The ODSTs walked for a good 30 minutes before getting to the Facility. He had them stop and move towards a large side vent. They began setting up charges around the building to destroy it when they were done. After ten minutes, the charges were set and the Shock Troopers began removing the vent from the wall. They had gotten it off and were setting it down when someone spoke up from behind them.
"I assume you have a good reason for being here?" O
Brien turned around to see someone he thought was supposed to be dead. Miranda Lawson looked slightly pleased with herself as the multiple Cerberus troopers around them held their weapons up to their shoulders. O'Brien cursed as the ODSTs raised their own weapons.
"I'll let you live if you surrender," Lawson told them as a small shimmer appeared behind her.
O'Brien smiled beneath his polarized helmet as the shimmer moved towards the back of the Cerberus troops. Several of them suddenly dropped as O'Brien checked his ammo count.
"I have a better option, we kill your troops, then you, then take what we're here for, the blow this place to hell and back," O'Brien said as more Cerberus Troopers fell.
"You're outnumbered, you don't have a say in anything."
"You may want to do a recount," Paxton said as the cloaked soldier deactivated their active camo.
Another ODST formed, an ODST standard issue combat knife, or toothpick, in her hands. She twirled it once before walking up to the Cerberus Sentinel. Lawson's arm glowed a light purple with biotic energy. She was about to throw a warp when Holland stabbed his own knife into her shoulder. She screamed as the energy dissipated. Lawson turned to face Markus, his visor depolarized to show a smirking face. She raised an eyebrow before realizing why he was smiling. She spun back around for a knife to be shoved into her stomach. The female ODST smiled beneath her helmet, a sniper variant with the binocular piece lowered, as she twisted the knife.
"Die bitch, and stay dead this time." The Trooper told her as she twisted the knife again.
Lawson's white and black outfit began to turn red as the crimson fluid that was her blood quickly leaked out of her. She went wide eyed, opening her mouth in shock and surprise, as she grabbed the trooper's shoulder for support. Her hand slipped off and she began to fall. The trooper pulled her knife out of the Sentinel, making it go up as she did. Lawson twitched once before going slack.
"Nice job Dawson." Holland said to the sniper.
"I may not be my sister, but I still get the job done," the soldier, Corporal Eleanor Dawson, replied as she lifted the helmet extension and depolarized her visor.
Like her sister, Ellie Dawson had emerald green eyes. Unlike her sister, her hair didn't have a blonde streak. Instead the tips of each strand were blonde, the rest being black. Ellie sighed as they began making their way inside the facility, using the vent they had opened. Ellie climbed in first, turning her active camo back on as she did.
"[Damn, it's uh…it's really dark in here.]"
"You afraid of the dark Corporal?" Loco said with a laugh.
"[Ha, fucking, ha.]"
"Lock it down, both of you," O'Brien ordered as they moved forward.
"Anyone else hear a ghost?"
"[Hey Loco, I suggest you shut the hell up.]"
"Ah, is the little baby-…"
Loco was stopped by an invisible force gripping his throat tightly. He chocked for a bit before it released him. He coughed a few times, trying to catch his breath, as the shimmers moved forward again.
"Loco, I think that family doesn't take shit from anyone," Holland said as they moved forward.
"Can't take a joke?"
"Just keep moving," O'Brien ordered once more as they moved up through the vents.
The team got inside to find several pods.
"[What the hell are these?]" Ellie said as she moved closer to one.
She decloaked and pressed a button on the pod's control system. The glass of the pod depolarized to reveal another Lawson. Holland looked around to see that three of the remaining pods were already open. He walked over to another door and opened it to see a factory creating multiple Cerberus Infiltration bots. O'Brien followed him and looked inside. Wayne spotted a control panel and walked over to it. He looked up the schematics before copying them to his tacpad. He then went back over to the cloning area, downloading the data from that onto his tacpad as well.
"We have what we came for, let's get going," O'Brien ordered as they started moving again.
They got to the exit to find the N7s running in, Cerberus soldiers chasing them, accompanied by two Atlas mechs. The heavy rounds flew by them as the N7s took cover. The ODSTs followed their example and hid behind whatever was able to stop the rounds from hitting them. Dawson flipped her helmet's binoculars back down and raised her sniper rifle. She fired twice before having to duck to avoid a missile. She just barely avoided being blown up as the others started throwing grenades and shooting their own weapons at the Atlas.
"This isn't going well!" An N7 Demolisher shouted as she aimed her Revenant at the mech.
An N7 Paladin popped out and held up his shield, allowing the others to move up as the Atlas fired at him. The shield held for five seconds before he had to duck into cover. Paxton smiled as he and Dawson snuck around it and place explosives on its legs. Paxton then stood behind it and cupped his hands. Ellie ran over and jumped into his cupped hands. Paxton lifted her up as she place a few more explosives on its back.
"Time to run!" Ellie shouted as they began to sprint towards the exit.
The Atlas turned to follow them just as the last of them got through the door. Ellie did a little bow before sealing the door and running after the others. The Cerberus soldier tried to chase them, only to hear beeping coming from his mech. He got out to look and saw the explosive.
"Oh shi-…"
"And boom goes the dynamite!" Dawson shouted as she pressed the detonator activating the explosives and causing them to explode.
A mushroom cloud of fire appeared behind them as they continued to run towards the Evac Zone.
"That was fucking awesome!" The Demolisher shouted.
"Yeah it was!" Dawson said as she high-fived the Demolisher.
"You are all insane!" An N7 Shadow shouted at them.
"Says the Japanese ninja chick that tends to use a sword." Loco said with a laugh.
"Says the Indian that uses a tomahawk." The Shadow replied.
"You insulting my ancestors?"
"You insulting mine?"
"Girls, girls, you're both pretty, can we go back to the ship now?" Dawson and the Demolisher asked.
Both commandos glared at them under their helmets before glaring back at each other. The N7 Commander and O'Brien looked at each other and sighed, both thinking the same thing.
"Those two idiots."
Ten minutes later, they were on board a Pelican bringing them to the ship. Loco and the Shadow were still arguing. Dawson was listening to music inside her helmet, nodding her head in time to the beat. The Demolisher was doing the same in her own helmet. O'Brien looked over at the Shadow and Loco. Both had risen from their seats and were yelling at each other.
"O'Brien," the N7 Commander whispered to him. "50 creds say they end up fucking."
"Alright, 50 creds say they kill each other," O'Brien replied as the two officers shook hands.
Another ten minutes, and the Pelican was landing. The team got off, Loco and the Shadow walking off together as O'Brien readied 50 creds to be transferred.
Me: I know it's shorter than most of my chapters, but it's a prologue. The next chapters will be longer.
Trin: Each chapter focuses on a different team and group.
Ellie: Well, do I get to see Kim at all?
Me: Depends on how I feel, and what Ops are suggested in PMs.
March 12th, 2566: ODST and N7 teams raid and destroy Cerberus cloning and factory facility. Data is taken by ONI. Mortal Dictata Doctrine keeps UNSC and ONI from creating clones, but Cerberus Infiltration bots are taken and upgraded, making variants for combat, infiltration, flight, and demolition. UNSC variant bots, now called Terran mechs, look like different UNSC Spec Ops divisions.
