Swift, they dispatched the security in mere seconds.

No mercy, even when the Rebels begged for their lives, they just opened fire upon them.

Ruthless, some even came close and just hacked away with their melee weapons without caring that they'd die.

Countless, didn't matter how many of them fell, if you kill one, two more would take his place.

Relentless, they pushed the defenses back to a corner, even when all they had was just infantry.

This was when the Rebel troops stationed in the base knew...

...There was no escape.


-Before the Dimensional Rift Opening-

"Why are we standing here again?" A rebel soldier dressed in a green uniform, groaned in annoyance.

"The scientists wants us to guard them while they figure whatever the hell that thing is." Another Rebel soldier replied while pointing at strange device.

Said machine's appearance had a metal, rectangular box acting as the main body, with blushish cylinder which seemed to act as a cooling system attached via tube to the box, a smaller rectangular box used for memory storage on top of the big one and a monitor screen being idle, a small on and off switch was located next to the monitor. A scientist came close to the device and examined it, turning away to write n his clipboard every few seconds then back at the machine.

Another scientist walked near his co-worker and asked some questions to which were none of the Rebel soldiers gave interest nor cared about, something about turning the machine on, boring.

Just then, the door to the room opened and Rebel soldier appeared, except his uniform was colored yellow instead of green, the higher ranking soldier saluted his fellow men and they saluted in return.

"Sir!" They exclaimed in unison.

"At ease soldiers, report." The officer ordered.

"Nothing much, sir, they were just about to ask the higher ups if they could turn the device on." The Rebel soldier reported, as if on que, a scientist came close to the three and said, "Officer, would we be able to turn the machine on now?"

"Good timing then, I was ordered by the General to oversee the process and activate the device, so yes, you have permission to turn it on." The officer nodded, taking the initiative, several scientists began the preparation of turning the Improbability Device on.

A Rebel scientist inputted the codes to turn the machine on and was instructed to flip the switch, which he did. After a few seconds the Improbability Device begun to generate electricity around which burnt the Rebel scientist's hand who couldn't retract his hand fast enough.

The rest of the scientists backed away from the device and even the soliders watching readied their weapons in case of any hostilely, soon after the electricity made from the Improbability Device came together to form a white spherical shape and expanded.

The white ball expanded until it was the size of small door and imploded on itself then exploded outwards, the large ball pushed back all of the inhabitants inside the room making them crashed into the walls knocking a few unconscious.

The explosion left a circular portal coloured red and black, with dark lightning like energy dancing around it. A Rebel soldier groaned in pain as he groggily stood up from his downed position and slowly walked to his superior.

He shook his officer's body, trying to wake him up, the Rebel soldier looked behind him and saw his comrade just recovering from the blast that hit him, the Rebel soldier turned his attention back onto to his officer. The higher ranked soldier responded with a grunt of pain, he lifted himself up so he could be in a sitting position.

"I'm definitely gonna feel that in the morning..." The officer quipped. He groaned again, feeling dizzy from the blast and impact of what hit him, he was able to power through the pain and asked, "Report, private."

"Just a few of us unconscious and some waking up, other than that, nothing else, sir." The Rebel replied, nodding to the sentence, the officer groggily tried to stand up with his subordinate helping him, he thanked the soldier and ordered him to go get a medical team.

The Rebel soldier nodded and was about to leave, however, a bullet found it's way too the soldier's head, piercing the army helmet and making him dropped dead on the floor. Soon came multiple bullets all tore through the conscious and unconscious people in the room. The bodies fell dead on the floor with blood puddles forming underneath the deceased bodies.

When all said was done, only one survived, a lone female scientists who made the right decision to play dead and by luck, all the bullets missed her by an inch. If she could lift her head up, she would see two pale white looking men dressed in black suits with red sunglasses stepped out of the portal.

They carried with them two MP5 SMGs, one of them reloaded the magazine, they both scanned the room, looking for any survivors and found none. The pale men stared at each other and nodded. One of them lifted his hand and clicked the earpiece.

"This is L33T Agent 670 and 209, we've successfully eliminated the inhabitants in the other side of the portal, requesting additional backup to proceed." 670 reported to his superior on the communication's piece.

...

"Yes, all potential threats have been eliminated."

...

"Very well, proceeding to phase two, over and out."

670 sighed as he gazed at his partner, 209 who was poking the bodies to see if any of them reacted, he came closer and closer to the female scientists who tried her best to control her breathing as to not give away her position. 209 stopped next to her and was about to poke her until...

"209, what are you doing?" 670 interrupted before 209 could even touch the female scientist, she made a mental sigh of relief and listened to the conversation.

"Just checking to see if any of them survived."

"None of them possibly could, take a look at the bodies, they all have bullet holes in them."

"Yeah, but there's a chance one of them could survive that."

"Just stop arguing and let's keep going, we're here to scout the area."

"Fine, fine, what did our leader say?"

"He's sending in backup as requested, now let's move on to the next phase." 209 nodded and walked far away from the female scientist, following 670 to the door.

"It's locked." He said.

"Go check that body over there, he may have a keycard." 670 suggested, his partner agreed and went up to the officer's deceased body, bending over, 209 searched through the body and finally found the keycard.

He smiled, and stood up, walking towards the door, 209 handed over the keycard to his partner, 670 accepted it and swiped the card on the door's lock, the red light turned green and opened, the two nodded and left the room.

Waiting for a few seconds just to make sure, the female scientist lifted her head up and saw the two weren't in the room anymore, she got up and dusted herself before running to the communication desk.

The device turned on and she wasted no time in going to the emergency alert. Clicking the button she reported what happened to the room.

"If anyone can hear me! Please be alert, two unknown men have infiltrated the facility! They're wearing black suits with red sunglasses armed with MP5s! They've killed the room where the- AHHHHHH!"

She couldn't say more as a bullet tore through her leg, causing her to bend down on one knee, she tried to look behind her, but the last thing she saw was the butt stock of a rifle smacking her head and knocking her unconscious. She dropped down on the floor with a loud "Thud!" The one who knocked her out was man dressed in some dark grayish armour, fingerless black gloves and wore a mask that had a yellow visor, he carried an M4 Carbine with him.

The masked man aimed his rifle at the downed scientist, then pulled the trigger and let loose a hail of bullets, all of them piecing the flesh and killing the unconscious female scientist, her breathing halted and her heartbeat stopped as the bullet holes in her body bled out, the gun clicked while smoke danced around the gun's barrel.

Satisfied, the ATP Engineer swapped out his empty mag with a fresh one then reloaded. He bent down and pulled the keycard off of her deceased body and spoke in a unintelligible voice through his built-in communication piece.

"This is ATP-E 077, tell L33T Agents, 670 and 209, that I've neutralized the one survivor they missed."

...

"Very well, hooking up to this communication desk for any information."

...

"May I also request Riot Guards to be assigned as my bodyguards?"

...

"Thank you, over and out." 077 kicked away the dead body from the desktop and began opening up any files and information he could find.


-With 670 and 209-

The two L33T Agents quietly walked around the hallway they were in, looking for any Rebels they should kill, 670 looked behind him just incase they get ambushed by and enemies.

Both Agents spotted shadows approaching along with their conversation and quickly yet quietly hid behind the crates conveniently placed in front of them, 670 gestured for 209 a sneak kill, said Agent nodded and strapped his gun while pulling out a knife his partner doing the same.

"I'm telling you, nothing could go wrong, you're just exaggerating."

"No I'm not! You know this!"

"C'mon dude, Bob's right, you're just exaggerating things."

"Jake, not you too!"

"I don't know man, you just say the weirdest shit sometimes."

"I know what I heard! The scientists and the guards where the Improbability Device is held have been killed!"

"Are you really gonna believe that? What if it's a prank?"

The three Rebel soldiers walked passed the creates without even noticing the Agents hiding behind it, 209 picked off the one in the back, plunging a knife into his neck while covering his mouth, muffled screams were the only thing Jake could make as his eyes lost it's shine before scumbling to the stab and dying.

209 carefully dropped Jake's deceased body on the ground and was about to stab the another one, only to halt as 670's hand stopped him, knowing the protocol, 209 let his partner pick off the others.

"Trust me, Aaron, this is just some prank, Timmy and Smith pulled just so they could leave the place." Bob insisted not didn't even looking back, cause if he did, he would've saw his friend get backstabbed and necksnapped by 670. The AAHW Agent caught the body before it could fall to the ground and gently placed it down.

670 then slowly came up to Bob, who has yet to notice his comrades have been long dead, "Aaron? Jake? You guys there? You two have been awfully quiet-" not even able to finish his sentence, 670 grabbed him in a choke hold, forcing Bob to frantically panic as his air supply diminishes, his holder responded by tightening his grip, making Bob further lose air and on the blink of unconsciousness.

209 smiled as he looted the dead bodies after placing them behind the creates he and 670 hid, said Agent had finally forced Bob into unconsciousness and stabbed him in the heart, killing the Rebel soldier, seeing as he was the last one, 670 let the body fall to the floor.

Both Agents' earpiece clicked, informing them their failure of observation, apparently their commander officer, ATP-E 077 found that one of the scientists survived the initial bullet storm and alerted the people they recently killed, thankfully, 077 killed her before she could fully inform them of the situation.

209 smugly gazed at 670 who frowned while letting out an annoyed sigh, his partner's grin widened in response, blooming into a full on smirk, "Don't say it." 670 growled, which prompted 209 to smirk even wider.

"I. Told. You. So." He bragged, slowly saying each word as to add more salt to the injury.

"Shut up and let's keep going." 670 ordered, not waiting for a response as he already started walking. 209 chuckled as he grabbed two grenades from the Rebels and went to keep up with 670.

But before they could walk any further, a squad of Rebel riflemen saw them, thinking fast, 209 opened fire on them as 670 took cover behind the crate again. 209 was able to kill two of them before withdrawing into cover, the Rebels shot back with their somewhat inferior bolt action rifles.

"Take those white bastards down!" The Rebel squad leader shouted as he fired his gun, missing 670's head as he tried to get a better look, said L33T Agent groaned in annoyance, he left his cover and shot one of the Rebels, taking him down.

"Damn! Not only do they use outdated bolt action rifles! But they're racist too!" 209 quipped.

"209, quit talking and keep firing!" 670 shouted as he killed two Rebels before taking cover again.

"Look on the bright side!" 209 began while taking out three riflemen, "At least we aren't fighting Hank!" and logged a grenade at his enemies, forcing them out of cover and into the path of his bullets.

Said grenade exploded leaving a noticeable crater along with shrapnel flying everywhere, smoke engulfed the area section abstracting the vision of the Rebels, 670 took the chance and bullet sprayed through the smoke, hoping to kill as many of the Rebels as possible. His decision was awarded by the screams of his enemies dying.

670 went back into cover and reloaded his MP5, he glanced at 209, who was shooting over the crate he's using as cover, the Agent removed the empty clip and replaced it with a new one, 209 gritted his teeth, knowing he was on his last mag and so was his partner.

The two winced, bullets whizzing pass them, 209 reached into his backpocket and pulled out his last grenade, he turned to his partner silently asking for him to shoot after 209 throws the explosive device.

Nodding, 670 agreed to the suggestion and readied his MP5, poking his head just a bit to see the Rebels and retracting back before a bullet could penetrate his skull. 209 took and deep breath and pulled the pin, he threw the ticking time bomb as far as he could.

"Oh shit! Grenade!"

Landing in the middle of Rebels position, eyes widen as some of the troops went to pick up and throw the grenade back, only for those who tried to get shot immediately by 670's MP5 who switched to semi-auto, shooting one bullet per trigger.

The grenade exploded, killing many Rebel troops, 209 fired his gun in short bursts, dispatching a few Rebel soldiers who survived the initial blast, 670 did the same with expert aim, racking up his kills with headshots.

Emptying his last rounds, 670 retreated back to his cover, frowning as he discarded his gun, the only thing he has left was a knife, and that won't help since he was pinned down. 209 did the same, discarding his empty SMG and pulled out a knife.

"How do you suppose you're gonna get close with that?"

"Dunno! But it sure as hell beats cowering like a pussy!"

670 would've resorted to the statement if his crate didn't explode so suddenly, pushing and killing said Agent while debris flew around and a small shockwave pushed 209 into the wall, disoriented, the Rebels quickly rushed to the Agent's position, a Rebel Lv Armor came into view along with several Rebel riflemen and a few shield troops.

But just as the Lv Armor came, it left as a grenade shell hit it dead center, killing the pilot and any Rebel troops near it. The explosion itself shook the whole facility, the ordeal distracted the Rebels long enough for whoever shot the grenade to kill them off.

Multiple bullet casings hit the floor as the sounds echoed through out the hallway, the cries and screams of the Rebel troops as they were ripped apart by the small metal piercing object penetrating them. Bodies fell to the ground, one by one.

A black blur sped pass the remaining L33T Agent and charged at the Rebels while they were panicking, the sounds of things like a blade hitting flesh, bullets being unloaded, blood splattering, heads rolling, and guns falling to the ground soon followed, after the massacre, silence took over.

The familiar sound of a mag being loaded into a gun was heard, as another mag was thrown away, a grenade shell hit the floor along with the sounds of footsteps echoed, 209 struggled to stand up as he groggily tried to come to his scenes, he looked infront him as the footsteps stopped.

And what he saw was the face, or mask, of his commanding officer, A.T.P Engineer 077, despite the mask hiding his facial features, 209 knew the Engineer was frowning underneath it. Disappointed at what happened. The ATP left the Agent to his own devices and promptly went to 670's dead body.

077 bent down on one knee and inspected the body, finding a broken neck, a fractured skull and a series of wooden shards piercing his left shoulder blade all the way to his torso. 077 tsk'd as he stood up and walked back to 670's partner.

"Stand up, Agent." 077 ordered, without a hint of emotion, well, you couldn't tell cause of the way his voice is due to the mask, but 209 did, he compiled and stared directly into his superior's eyes.

"Sir."

"L33T Agent 209, you disappoint me."

"I'm sorry sir-"

"Do not be sorry, be better, both you and 670 did not follow mission orders, leave none alive and as can see, your partner payed the price." 077 referred to 670's dead body, making 209 wince.

"Yes... I apologize for our underperformance." 209 apologized, which was ignored by 077 as he walked pass the Agent, grabbing a rifle from the corpse of a Rebel rifleman, cleaning the blood off of the gun, 077 faced 209 and tossed the rifle to him.

209 caught the rifle and stared at it with confusion. The Engineer turned around and kept walking, 209 quickly got all the bullets he could carry.

"Sir? Where are we going?"

The question made 077 stop in his tracks, but didn't turn back, he just stood there like a statue, he mumbled something that 209 couldn't hear, but words like, invasion, outpost, set up and stronghold caught his attention.

When 077 stopped mumbling, a series of footsteps soon followed, which caused 209 to look behind him and saw a dozens of AAHW troops, and two Riot Guards. the Agent turned back to his superior, who smiled underneath his mask.

"To set up a base."

Nothing else was said as 077 walked away, with the Riot Guards trailing after him and the dozens of AAHW Agents running pass 209.


Admittedly, this came to my head after replaying Metal Slug Attack, and I said, "Hey, wouldn't it be cool if the AAHW somehow invaded the MSverse?" And boom, this thing came about.

Now hear me out, this actually makes some sense since magic and supernatural stuff exists in the MSverse, add that with Madness Combat's reality fucking Improbability Device and you have a fanfic that works somewhat- Also- Yes, units from Metal Slug Attack will appear in this, I won't promise how many though.

And to make my life a bit easier, Project Nexus doesn't oppose the AAHW, but is a research splinter cell for said agency, I rearranged it so that the goal of the project was achieved but Phobos still dies. Meaning the cloning thing is available to the AAHW which would explain its seemly disposable amount of royal troops. And the fact I didn't come up with names for the agents in this, just numbers.

Also, I based that on the Clone Troopers of Star Wars, they were referred by numbers before getting a nickname for what they was named after.

Hank and Co. Will appear here, but I would like to focus on our resident evil agency first, show the world of MS the power and authority they possess, it's fun to write some world building.

PS: If you have any characters from MSA you wanna see, let me know, I'm open to suggestions.

PSS: Since AAHW doesn't have much combat vehicles, I'll just take some from other fictional factions, like the Combine or CIS, etc.

PSSS: If you're wondering what the ATP Engineers' voice sounds like, I imagine it's something like the Combine Troops' communications thing, or look up Madness Combat Dub, I got it from that.


Logs on the AAHW/NEXUS CORE

L33T Agents:

These pale white men dressed in black suits, wearing red sunglasses, are backbone of the AAHW's army, royal, relentless and disposable, make them the forefront of any AAHW's combat operations. They possess combat abilities above that of any average troops in the Rebel Army.

They are versed in many different types of weapons, making them versatile in combat, though they fall short when it comes to more skilled enemies. Many have stated that they refer to each other by numbers, the reason for this is unknown, but it is mostly speculated for secretive reasons.

NEXUS CORE variant of the Agents are noticeably better armed than its AAHW counterpart.