What up, homies! GKC here and now I'm making a new story from my favorite series, Starship Troopers. I do not own (except my OC) any Starship Trooper or Star Fox material; all rights go to their respective owners.

Now let's get this party started... BEGIN!

Starship Troopers: Sigma-09

Chapter 1: Fort Casey Incident! The Archangel of Death

March 8, 2305; Fort Casey-Inbound Dropship [Carrying A-01 squad from Alesia]

Lieutenant Daugherty, the squad leader of Alpha Zero One and veteran of the First Bug War, turned to his troopers and began to give them the mission briefing.

"Alright, troopers; we just received word from the Fort Casey base about a little pest control currently engaging with MI units stationed aboard. We've also received word that a member of Sigma squad had been posted there as an advisor." Daugherty explained to his troops.

Whispers about Sigma seemed to give the lieutenant's men an expressed feeling of both excitement and fear until one of the female troopers, Ice Blonde, raised her hand to speak.

"Permission to speak, sir!" Ice Blonde asked her C.O.

The lieutenant turned his gaze to the female trooper. "Granted."

"I heard that the troopers from Sigma Zero Nine were men that came straight from hell and that just one of them eliminated an entire bug hive on their own without backup." Ice Blonde rumored.

The squad looked at each other with questioned looks behind their helmets, but another trooper nicknamed Mech joined the fray.

"I heard one of those guys blew the fuck out of a Brain Bug with just a tiny piece of explosives then ate the damn thing." The demolitions expert remarked.

Daugherty had enough mindless chit-chat and stomped his armored boot on the ground, gaining his squad's attention. "As I was saying… our mission is to rescue the survivors of Fort Casey then take out the base and the Bugs. Are we clear!?" The lieutenant shouted.

The squad all said in unison. "Loud and clear, sir!"

The dropship entered through the base's opened hanger doors and skidded across the metal floor's surface as the ship's troop doors opened, releasing the A-01 troopers into the hanger.

The squad formed a line next to each other as they pointed the barrels of their Morita Mk. 1 assault rifles at the charging horde of Warrior Bugs and pulled the trigger on their guns.

Bullets rained from their chambers, green blood splattered the walls, roars and screeches from both sides filled the air (or space if you think about it) as the last bug in the hanger fell lifeless.

"A-Team reload, NOW!" Daugherty shouts to the troopers; as if synchronized, the squad reloaded their weapons and awaited further orders from their C.O.

Further gunfire roared ahead of the team's position; with a gesture of his hand, Daugherty and the rest of A-01 moved forward and met up with two survivors of the base's MI squad, Kilo One Two.

The lieutenant comes behind one of the survivors and asks. "Status report, trooper!"

The trooper stopped firing his rifle and turned to the squad leader. "Pretty bad, sir! Most of our men got stuck at the other side of this corridor."

"Then let's get them out of there! Mech! We're done here. Prep to blow." Daugherty barked at the demolitions expert.

The trooper nodded. "Sir!" He carried a case, filled with high-leveled explosives, over to a section of the hanger along with another trooper named Henderson.

The lieutenant radioed to his troopers. "Holy Man and Chow, on the cover. Biggers and Crysoch, hold position. The rest of you, follow me. We're on a rescue mission, people!"

Before he could lead his men, Daugherty received a set of pings from his helmet radio. The messenger was from the captain aboard the A-01 Team's starship, the Alesia.

"Lieutenant Daugherty, what is your status?" The captain asked the veteran.

"Too many bugs." Daugherty responded. "No way to take back Fort Casey." The CO fired his rifle at another Warrior that was getting a bit too close as the bug clattered to the ground dead. "We'll hold until the John A. Warden evacuates."

"Any word on the advisor from Sigma 09?" The captain asked.

"No, ma'am, we haven't spotted them yet, but we'll find them soon enough if they're still alive." Daugherty answered.

"Alesia will stand by for immediate evac. Keep me posted." The captain responded.

"Roger that." Daugherty replied before he tilted his head back a bit to look behind him. "Mech, what's your ETR?"

"Almost there, sir." Mech said as he placed an explosive on the wall as the timer began to go down. "Done. Let's go!" He shouted as he grabbed his explosive case and followed after his CO.

A bug was riddled with armor-piercing bullets, causing it to collapse dead until another Warrior bypassed its fallen kin to attack another trooper. The trooper fired his rifle at the Warrior while backing away but he was unable to dodge the sharp blade-like arm that pierced straight through his abdomen. Hanging on the bug's arm, the trooper kept shooting his gun before a teammate's bullet pierced through the arm that had injured their comrade causing the arm to separate and the trooper to collapse on his back with a gaping hole in his stomach as the soldier's comrades riddled his attacker with bullets.

When the team killed yet another bug, Daugherty stopped momentarily to look back. "Charleston's down! Medic!" He called out.

"I'm on it!" The A-01 team's medic, Shock Jock said as he ran towards the down trooper with a trauma kit.

While Shock Jock was dealing with the injured trooper, the other troopers of A-01 gave him covering fire to prevent the bugs from attacking their medic.

At another part of the docking bay, an officer of the Federation was on his communicator while four Mobile Infantry guards followed him. "Have you finished loading the crates?" The officer asked only to frown as he stated. "No, that is your priority."

When the officer finished talking over the line, a woman wearing a Federation captain's uniform was walking towards the officer with an angry look on her face. The officer had a small smirk on his face at seeing the woman's expression.

"What the hell is this about, Carl?" The woman demanded in an angry tone.

"Wonderful to see you again, Carmen." The officer named Carl said to her in a polite tone.

"You commandeered my damn ship." Carmen said angrily as she stopped in front of Carl.

"Borrowing it. I'll give it back." Carl said, trying to reassure Carmen.

"You're never gonna take the John A. Warden from me." Carmen threatened.

"Guards, I believe Captain Ibanez needs an escort to the Alesia." Carl ordered his guards, who went over to Carmen as one grabbed her arm before she shrugged it away.

"What do you want with my ship, Carl?" Carmen questioned the officer while glaring at him.

Carl merely clicked his tongue a few times in amusement before answering. "Carmen, that's classified. But I can tell you this: This mission… Oh, this mission will turn the tide."

"You always were such an asshole." Carmen stated as her glare intensified.

"And I was always so fond of you as well, Carmen." Carl said as if he wasn't affected by Carmen's insults. "See you on Terra."

Carl turned to walk away only to stop momentarily as he smiled at Carmen. "Friends always, right?" With that said, Carl turned and walked to the shuttle that had docked with one of the guards following him while the other two escort Carmen to the Alesia.

Back with the A-01 troopers, the team continued firing their Moritas at the enemy bugs before the last Warrior bug collapsed on the ground, dead.

"A-Team, reload!" Daugherty ordered as the troopers all reloaded their rifles.

"This is A-Team leader to Fort Casey." Daugherty radioed. "Evacs, come in!"

"About goddamn time." A surviving trooper answered over the radio.

"It's a little crowded out here. Exit now, Dock B." Daugherty told the trooper.

"On our way." The trooper said.

"Show some hustle. It's quiet now, but that ain't gonna last." Daugherty said before cutting the radio as he shouted to his team. "Evacs coming up! Keep your eyes open and your heads down! I don't want to lose anyone to friendly fire."

Daugherty ran down the hallway when he saw four troopers of the K-12 unit walking towards them with one being carried by another.

"Who's in charge?" Daugherty asked the troopers.

"Acting Commander, sir." The lead K-12 trooper said with a salute. "Major Henry Varro has been relieved of duty."

"Relieved? What the hell happened?" Daugherty questioned them.

The trooper holding his injured comrade answered. "This was a suicide mission from the get-go. Fucking headcase!"

The lead K-12 trooper looked at his comrade. "Shut your mouth, Ratzass. You wanna be busted like Hero?" He scolded.

"Do you know where the member of Sigma 09 is located?" Daugherty asked them.

"Archangel? Last we saw him; he was keeping the bugs off our backs while we made our escape. Don't know what happened to him after that." Ratzass answered.

"Archangel?" Daugherty wondered aloud.

"He's the scariest motherfucker you will ever meet. When we were escaping, we saw him gut a bug with only his hands. That was the most disturbing thing I had ever seen in my life." The trooper being carried by Ratzass said.

"Okay…" Daugherty merely said before leading the K-12 survivors back to the A-01 team.

"We're outta here. Let's get back to the ship." Daugherty ordered before he glanced at his demolitions expert. "Mech, how's it coming with that charge?"

"Armed and dangerous." Mech answered his CO.

The troopers walked back to the hanger to return to the dropship before they heard the sound of engines igniting.

The troopers notice outside that the John A. Warden began to take off.

"You have to be kidding me." The lead K-12 trooper muttered.

"Thanks for waiting, jackass!" Ratzass shouted in disdain.

"Command, if there are new orders, let me know, goddamn it!" Daugherty shouted in his communicator in annoyance. "Are we gonna escort the John A. Warden or not?"

Before he could get an answer, Daugherty heard the familiar screeching of warriors. "Shit!" Soon enough, Warriors began to arrive from two hallways causing the troopers to open fire on the bugs.

Before the team knew it, bugs were coming from the entrance of the dock.

"Behind us!" An A-01 trooper shouted in shock.

"Sir, this is Biggers! Can't hold anymore! We're…" Biggers was cut off when a Warrior knocked him down and trampled on his body with its sharp legs, killing the trooper.

"Fuck! Sons of bitches!" Crysoch shouted as he fired at a Warrior but wasn't able to dodge the sharp arm that pierced through his side, killing him.

Another A-01 trooper tried to help his comrades but was snatched up in a Warrior's jaws, causing him to die from the attack.

Witnessing his men die, Daugherty growled before he radioed the Alesia. "Captain Jonah, this is A-Team. Landing ship destroyed. Boarding directly now."

"Roger that. As soon as you're aboard, Alesia will depart." Captain Jonah responded.

"Lance formation! Fall back to the Alesia!" Daugherty ordered as the troopers began moving back. When the team crossed the doors, they were sealed shut, giving the troopers a much needed breather.

Before anyone knew it, Warriors broke in from the ceiling causing the troopers to open fire once again.

While they were fighting the enemy, an unsuspecting Warrior came in through a broken window next to an A-01 trooper and before he could retaliate, the Warrior snapped him up in its jaws causing the man to scream in terror. With a powerful bite, the trooper was snapped in half, ending his life.

Another trooper was backing away from a Warrior before it stabbed him in the chest, killing him.

Daugherty got in front of his team. "Hold formation! Hold formation!" He ordered as he noticed some of the troopers were breaking formation.

One of the K-12 survivors was firing his rifle before he noticed a Warrior snap its jaws on his left arm, injuring him and sending him to the floor, but the trooper used his functioning right arm to fire at the bug, killing his attacker.

When he finished killing the bug, he looked at the mangled mess that was his left arm. "My arm! My goddamn arm!" He cried in distress.

Mech picked up the injured trooper and shouted to Shock Jock. "Medic!"

The lead K-12 trooper was backing away as he noticed a Warrior charging right at him but started lowering his rifle when he noticed he wouldn't kill it in time before it reached him. But as the bug got close, a bullet knocked the bug on its side, killing it. The trooper looked to his right to notice a female A-01 trooper with a sniper rifle.

The female trooper muttered. "424" She fired again. "425" She fired once more. "426"

The female trooper however was unaware that a Warrior bug was coming up behind her. When she noticed it, her eyes grew wide in shock but before the bug could kill her, a black-red blur tackled it to the ground and the sound of a Morita Mk. 1 filled the emptiness of space as the bug died with a final screech.

When the trooper looked at the dead carcass of the bug, she noticed a trooper in black power armor with red trimmings and details. On his forehead was a pair of white angel wings while on his shoulder guards was the symbols S-09 emblazoned in red and on his nameplate was the name Archangel. In his hands was a Morita Mk. 1 with a grenade launcher attachment.

The sniper looked at the mysterious trooper for a moment before saying, "Thanks for the help."

Archangel merely nodded as he aimed his Morita all around him in a show that he's got her back.

"Return to the ship!" Daugherty ordered as he and the surviving troopers moved back. When a bug got close to the troopers, a sniper bullet ended it.

The female trooper was looking through the scope of her sniper rifle as she fired another shot, killing another bug. "428" She fired again. "429" Another bullet pierced a bug's nerve stem. "30" The sniper fired again. "431" Before she could continue firing, she heard the voice of her CO.

"Trig! Move your goddamn ass! We're taking off!" Daugherty shouted in her comm.

Trig looked back at Archangel, who nodded as they both noticed the bugs were converging on their position a few yards away.

Trig holstered her sniper rifle and began to run with Archangel following close behind. The Alesia began to take off as the two noticed their fellow troopers encouraging them to make it.

"Come on!" An A-01 trooper shouted.

"Holy shit, he's still alive!" Ratzass said in disbelief.

Archangel took a glance back and noticed the bugs were getting closer so he quickly holstered his rifle, picked up Trig in a bridal carry, eliciting a yelp of surprise from the trooper as the black-red trooper began to run faster than he ever did before.

The troopers on the Alesia gave the two covering fire as Archangel neared the Alesia.

"Jump!" Daugherty shouted as Archangel was near the edge before he quickly jumped with Trig in his arms but the Alesia was too far away for the two to make it so putting Trig under his left arm, Archangel reached out with his right. When he was near one of the surviving K-12 members holding his hand out to them, he grasped the trooper's hand, pulling him and Trig inside as the doors closed behind them.

Archangel released Trig from his grip as the female trooper's helmet retracted, revealing a beautiful woman who had Caucasian characteristics, black hair, and brown eyes. "Thanks." Trig said in appreciation.

The lead K-12 trooper named Bugspray also had his helmet retracted, revealing a man in his late twenties with brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes. "Anytime," He said with a grin.

Trig glanced at Archangel, who was looking at her with his helmet still on. "Thanks for the save back there." She said.

Archangel merely nodded before leaning back on the door with his arms crossed and head down.

Trig was confused on why the black-red trooper hadn't said a word before Bugspray filled her in. "Don't take it personal, the guy only talks when he wants to. He's a good guy though and normally, he doesn't show much interest in a lot of female troopers, I guess you caught his interest." He said with a cheeky grin.

Trig merely shook her head in amusement as she looked at Archangel one last time before her friend, Ice Blonde, came to her. "Score?" Ice Blonde asked.

"430" Trig said with a small shrug. "Give or take."

The team looked outside when they noticed the ship rocking.

Outside, the Alesia was angling itself to leave the Fort Casey base with the engines pointed at the hanger, frying the bugs inside as the ship left the base.

Mech watched as they left Fort Casey while a young A-01 trooper looked out next to him before looking at him. "You gonna do it or what?" the trooper asked.

"Hit it, maestro." Daugherty said to the demolitions expert with a grin as the other troopers looked at him as well.

The African American held up three fingers and counted down. "3, 2, 1… Boom!" Mech said as he pumped his fist.

When Mech finished, an explosion engulfed the Fort Casey base, destroying it.

Inside the Alesia, the troopers cheered at the sight before Mech calms them down with a laugh. "Ah, come on, guys. This shit ain't over yet." He said with a proud grin. This caused the troopers to watch again.

Before anyone knew it, the explosion spread throughout the asteroid, completely destroying the large rock.

The troopers cheered again as Mech admired his handiwork with a chuckle. "Yeah, all right."

An hour later, the troopers were in the locker room beginning the process of removing their power armor before a trooper named Chase asked Ratzass. "So what the hell happened to you guys down there?"

"We were right on top of a motherfucking anthill. Varro saved our ass." Ratzass said as he began removing his armor leggings. "Then that ESP prick, Jenkins sent us on a death run. Straight into a goddamn hive. All of us would have died if Archangel hadn't come along. But you didn't hear that shit from me."

"Uh, I'm sorry, did you say something?" Chase said, catching on to what Ratzass meant.

"Attention!" Daugherty called, causing the troopers to stand up and salute their CO, who returned the gesture allowing them to lower their arms.

"You can all be proud of yourselves. We saved some lives and we killed some bugs." Daugherty told his troopers, who cheered before Daugherty said. "But we lost some good troopers today."

This caused everyone in the room to lower their heads in remembrance of their fallen teammates.

Daugherty raised his hand as if he was holding a glass. "Here's to the dead." He said.

The troopers mimicked the action. "And to the next man to die!" They all said in unison.

"Now let's get back to Terra. Then we can put some real glasses in these hands." Daugherty told them, causing each trooper to cheer in joy.

The moment was interrupted when the clanking of power armor boots rang in the locker room. The troopers turned to look at who it was and saw that it was the S-09 trooper, Archangel. Daugherty caught sight of the trooper before noticing the rank on his armor. "Officer on deck!"

The troopers stood at attention when Daugherty called out those words.

Ice Blonde was next to her CO and whispered. "What is it, LT?"

"Our new friend here… is a Commander." Daugherty whispered back as the troopers saluted.

"At ease!" Archangel said in a young, soft, and strong voice. The sound of the S-09 trooper's voice raised many flags in the A-01 and K-12 teams' minds. "I'm only a guest here so once we're back on Terra; I'll be out of your hairs."

"Uh, sir, if you don't mind me asking, but how old are you?" A female A-01 trooper asked with her hand lightly raised.

"That's classified." Archangel stated before his helmet retracted causing many of the troopers to gasp in shock.

When the helmet retracted, it revealed a young man about eighteen years old with pristine pale skin, a sharp face with a touch of feminine qualities, shoulder length raven black hair, and the oddest feature of them all was his crimson red eyes that had the same shade as blood.

"This guy's a kid, why's he even here?" A trooper asked.

"I don't mind, he's pretty cute." A female trooper said with a bit of a purr.

"Why the hell are his eyes red?" Mech muttered.

"They look pretty cool." A male trooper complimented.

"Commander Sir, forgive the comments, they've just never met someone so… young in the Mobile Infantry." Daugherty said as he casted a wayward glare at the troopers making the comments.

"It's fine, lieutenant, I'm used to them." Archangel stated before he noticed blood dripping from his arm. "Excuse me; I must get to medical to check my arm." He said before leaving the locker room.

When he left, Ice Blonde turned to Daugherty. "I didn't even notice he was injured."

"He must have gotten it before we came. Anyways, get yourselves cleaned up and something to eat, you've all earned it." The lieutenant said before leaving.

About a half hour later, Ratzass and Bugspray had finished getting off their power armor but Ratzass had removed the upper part of his bodysuit. When the two K-12 team members were about to leave, they both spotted Ice Blonde at her locker, half naked.

Ratzass whistled at the sight while Bugspray only shook his head.

"What's the matter? You never saw a flanker without her armor before?" Ice Blonde asked with a bit of a playful tone.

"Yeah, but they usually look like Ratzass." Bugspray stated while gesturing to his friend.

"Ratzass?" Ice Blonde asked with a look that said 'seriously?'

"That's what they call me." The K-12 trooper said.

"Because you don't give a rat's ass about anything," Bugspray stated with a smirk causing Ratzass to slightly glare at him.

"What a surprise." Ice Blonde said with a shake of her head as she took off the rest of her bodysuit.

"Hey…" Ratzass started with a grin. "You, uh, want me to show you to the shower? I could wash your back?" He suggested.

"You don't wanna wash my front?" Ice Blonde asked while closing her locker, showing the two her full nude body.

Ice Blonde started walking towards Ratzass with a slight sway in her hips that the K-12 trooper found hypnotic. When she got close, Ratzass backed up against the lockers as Ice Blonde continued on walking. Bugspray started laughing at Ratzass when he saw that he just got played and teased easily.

"Shut up!" Ratzass said to Bugspray as he blushed in embarrassment.

"Sorry, man, but I think she's got you beat for now." Bugspray said.

"At least I tried talking to a girl unlike Archangel!" Ratzass retorted.

"Point there" Bugspray said.

At the medical bay, Shock Jock was looking over the injured K-12 trooper's arm.

"Hey, man, don't write this up, okay?" The K-12 trooper asked in a pleading tone.

"This is a serious wound." Shock Jock stated as he continued checking the trooper's mangled arm.

The trooper looked to the side at the body bags from the corpses of the previous mission. "Could've been a lot worse," He said.

"I can't keep something like this off the record. I'm gonna have to take your arm, yeah?" Shock Jock stated.

"Fine. But, look… At least do what you can to make sure it doesn't get back to my folks." The trooper pleaded as he looked at the medic. "You can at least do that. Right, doc?"

Shock Jock listened to the trooper's pleas before grabbing a rotary buzz saw. Once he activated it, Shock Jock prepared to do the operation before the ship shook causing him to stumble for a bit but he retained his balance. What he didn't know was that his hand was shaking.

"Let's do this." Shock Jock said as he prepared to amputate.

"Um, why don't we wait until the shaking stops?" The trooper asked quickly.

"The ship will be fine." Shock Jock reassured the trooper.

"I'm not talking about the ship." The trooper said causing the medic to look at him.

The door opens as Shock Jock turned to see it was Archangel holding his arm as blood dripped from the injuries.

"What happened, sir?" The medic asked.

"Just a scratch, all I need is a dressing and that's it." Archangel stated as he sat on an empty cot.

"Yes, sir" Shock Jock said as he grabbed an automatic screwdriver and a dressing only for Archangel to hold his uninjured arm up.

"There's no need for that." Archangel said, gesturing to the screwdriver. The S-09 trooper pressed a few buttons on his gauntlet as the one on his injured arm opened.

Shock Jock was surprised for a bit but shook it off and continued by applying the dressing on Archangel's arm and wrapping it up. "It should heal up in a few hours, sir."

"Thank you." Archangel said before reconnecting his armor again then he stood up and left the medical room.

A few minutes later, Archangel was walking down a corridor looking along the room doors before finding the one he was assigned.

"E-057, guess this is my room until I return to my unit." He said before pressing the switch but growled in frustration when the door didn't open. "Fucking piece of-"

Archangel was cut off when the door behind him opened, revealing Trig in her sleeveless bodysuit as she walked over to the door and gave it a good kick causing the door to open.

"Thanks" Archangel said.

Trig looked at Archangel and gave him a warm smile. "Anytime…"

"No, really I appreciate…" Archangel was cut off when he saw that his room was filled with junk. "…it"

"I'll help you move some of this around." Trig offered.

"Thank you." Archangel said as he and Trig began moving canisters and crates out of the way. When it was clear, the S-09 trooper set his backpack down as he pressed a few commands on his gauntlet then his armor released hissing noises before clattering off of him.

"Mind if I use your com?" Archangel asked.

"I don't mind." Trig answered.

Archangel stood up and went to Trig's quarters, who followed after. When he received the answer about why he didn't have a bed, he sighed in irritation. "Dammit, they won't be able to get me a bed until tomorrow."

Trig looked around her room. "Well… you can sleep here until then."

"Thanks… uh?" Archangel wondered.

"It's Tia, Tia Durer but I mostly prefer Trig." Trig answered.

Archangel nodded. "My name is classified but… it's Chris, Chris Alder but I go by my codename Archangel."

"It's nice to meet you, sir." Trig said.

"Please, rank doesn't mean shit to me, call me Arc for short." Arc said as he winked at the young woman.

Trig slightly blushed before looking at the bed. "It's not very big."

"It's okay, I can take the floor." Arc stated as he set his things down.

"You can sleep on my bed with me; I'll just have to scoot over a bit." Trig said as she laid down on the bed then she felt Arc's thin muscular frame press against her back.

"Sorry, I'm not usually comfortable sleeping next to another person." Arc said with his back against her.

"It's fine; I was actually the same as well. You just sort of… reminded me of someone that I knew a long time ago." Trig said.

Arc gave her silence before saying, "I bet…"

"Say, Arc, why are you in this war? You look like you should still be in high school." Trig asked.

Although she couldn't see it, Trig felt that Arc's expression had turned solemn. "That's something… I don't want to talk about." He answered.

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean-" Trig tried to apologize but Arc interrupted her. "It's alright, you didn't know. I don't really like to remember the past a lot." Arc said.

"So… why do you use that Triple X Sniper Rifle?" Arc asked.

"My old CO wanted me to use the regulation rifle…" Trig started before she gestured to the sniper rifle leaning against her bedpost. "Then he changed his mind when he saw how many kills I got with that thing."

Arc chuckled in amusement. "Sounds like you got off easy." He said with a grin.

Trig giggled a bit. "Yeah…"

Arc frowned. "There's a story about that gun, isn't there…" He said.

Trig nodded. "My parents made that rifle. There was an armory in my hometown. Everyone worked there. That is, until the bugs melted the place with a plasma bomb." She said as her shoulders trembled a bit. "Soldiers, civilians… families; everyone died." She turned over and looked at Arc with slight tears before she turned away. "I swore then that I'd kill just as many bugs and I do it with that gun." She gestured to the Triple X Sniper Rifle.

"That's why you count?" Arc wondered.

Trig was silent for a moment before she answered. "No, that's why it counts."

A few hours later, Carmen was in her temporary quarters taking a much needed shower before the recollection of her conversation with Carl as well as the fact her ship was taken, angered her as she punched the shower wall in anger.

"Goddamn you, Carl." She muttered before she heard the buzzer on her door causing her to leave the shower and wrap a towel around her nude form. The captain went over to the door. "Who is it?" She asked.

"Commander Archangel, Captain." Arc's voice said from the other side of the door. "Is this a bad time?"

Carmen shook her head in amusement. "Not at all, Commander…" She answered as she opened the door, revealing Arc in his bodysuit as he saluted Carmen. "At ease, kid, there's no need for that."

"Yes, ma'am," Arc said as he lowered his arm. "May I enter?"

Carmen sighed. "Let me get something on so I don't have to worry about castrating you for seeing my body." She stated.

"You're at least two decades older than me." Arc deadpanned.

Carmen gave him an incredulous look. "Fine, get your pasty ass in here."

"Whatever you say, ma'am." Arc said as he entered the room and turned away to give Carmen a sense of privacy.

Carmen took this as a sign for her to get her uniform on. A few minutes later, the older woman looked at the raven-haired trooper. "Alright, you can look now."

Arc turned back to look at Carmen. "I came to give you my report at Fort Casey, Captain Ibanez." He said in a professional tone.

Carmen raised an eyebrow at the S-09 trooper. "Didn't you give your report to Captain Jonah?"

"Begging your pardon, Captain, but last I checked I came to Fort Casey on the John A. Warden under your command. I only follow your orders until said otherwise." Arc said with his hands behind his back.

This surprised Carmen as she shook her head with a grin. "Then what do you have to report, Commander?"

"The attack on Fort Casey was bound to happen. Most likely that PSICOM knew about the Arachnid hive in the asteroid and neglected to tell the MI unit as well as the officers at Fort Casey. From my point of view, there was something Jenkins's was hiding; I have no other information on what it could be but all I know is that he sent the K-12 Squad down a Bug Hive and it nearly killed them all if I didn't intervene." Arc explained. "That concludes my report, Captain Ibanez."

Carmen was deep in thought about what Arc had said before she looked at the red-eyed trooper. "What's your personal intake on this?" She asked.

"Personally, Captain Ibanez… I think Jenkins took your ship for another reason entirely." Arc answered.

"Any ideas?" Carmen asked.

"None, Captain Ibanez." Arc answered.

"Hmm…" Carmen hummed in thought before the alarm began to ring. "Seems we have a situation."

"Lead on, Captain." Arc said as he stood out of the way, allowing Carmen to leave the room as the S-09 trooper followed her.

A few minutes later at a briefing room, the A-01 trooper, Chase, had a look of annoyance on his face. "Shit! I knew it! I just felt it! We aren't gonna see Terra any time soon." He complained.

"You pessimist?" Mech asked.

"Specialist, actually." Chase pointed out. "Well, almost. Five points short on the ESP test. If one more jack had been a diamond, I wouldn't be here with you dumbasses." He admitted.

Ice Blonde heard what he said and gave the younger member a look of disgust. "You son of a bitch. That's how you always know when I'm in the shower." She said as she stood up, towering over the frightened trooper. "So, can you tell what I'm thinking now?"

"Hell, even I know what you're thinking now." Mech muttered.

Ice Blonde leveled a glare at Chase. "You make me sick." She stated before she walked off angrily to a seat further from Chase, who slouched in his seat in embarrassment while his fellow troopers chuckled in amusement.

Daugherty shook his head at the display before he heard the door slide open as the K-12 trooper that had his arm injured walked in along with Shock Jock.

"What's up, Lieutenant Daugherty?" The K-12 trooper said with an incline of his head.

"I thought you were in medical." Daugherty questioned.

The K-12 trooper brought up his new prosthetic arm and gave it a few movements. "Wasn't as bad as it looked." He said as he went to find a seat.

The door in the back slides open as Arc and Trig, who the S-09 trooper went to get, came in. "Glad you two could make it." Daugherty said.

This caused the male troopers from both A-01 and K-12 to either cheer or whistle at the two which Arc and Trig sported bright blushes while some of the A-01 female troopers looked on in jealousy.

"That's not what we were doing, assholes!" Arc shouted at the male troopers.

"At ease." Said the voice of a man appearing on a vid-screen, who had dark brown hair, a brown eye, a small beard, a few scars on his left eye that was covered by an eye patch, and he wore a black officer's uniform of the Terran Federation with the rank of General on his shoulders. "I wanted to brief you all personally. First and foremost, because I know of the great sacrifices that both the crew of the Alesia as well as the defenders of Fort Casey have made and the great losses that you've suffered and second, I know you could all use some R&R about now. Believe me, I've been there myself. But unfortunately we have a situation."

There were murmurs as well as complaints or groans of disappointment from the gathered troopers before one A-01 trooper shouted, "What?"

"Stow it!" Daugherty ordered causing all of the troopers to keep quiet.

"The John A. Warden has gone silent. The Alesia is the only starship in the area of last contact. I've ordered your captain to divert course, find the Warden and investigate." The General explained. "Any questions?"

Ratzass took this moment to stand up. "Yeah. I think I speak for everyone from Fort Casey when I say this…" Before he could continue, he felt a tap on his leg.

"Shut the fuck up!" Bugspray whispered angrily.

"It's okay. Go on." The General said to the K-12 trooper while ushering Ratzass to continue.

"We're only going in if Hero takes point." Ratzass conditioned.

"Hero?" The General pondered in slight confusion.

"Major Henry Varro. Commander of Fort Casey, General Rico." Daugherty explained.

"Right." Rico said with a slight line. "Arrested by Doctor Carl Jenkins for insubordination at the battle of Fort Casey." He looked at the K-12 troopers for any sign of disagreement before he sighed. "Fine. If Major Varro chooses to participate in this mission, the Mobile Infantry will accept his service." Rico's expression then turned stern. "However, this will not in any way be prejudicial to his trial. Is that understood?"

"Understood, sir." Ratzass said with a salute before he sat back down.

"We'll probably lose communications as you cross the nebula. Godspeed, Alesia." Rico said to the troopers. "Dismissed."

The troopers stood up and began to leave while Daugherty told them. "Assemble in the staging area."

Before Carmen could leave, Rico spoke out to her. "A word, Captain Ibanez; you as well, Commander."

Carmen stopped as well as Arc, who was halfway through the door before he comes back in. "Why did you let him take my ship?" Carmen asked.

"Carmen, it's not your ship. It belongs to the Terran Federation." Rico pointed out.

"He has a point there, Captain." Arc agreed causing Carmen to lightly glare at him.

"General Rico, perhaps you recall, there was a certain young trooper who was with me when the Rodger Young went down." Carmen stated as she walked up to the screen. "I vowed that would never happen to a ship under my command."

Rico looked at Carmen for a moment before his regular military posture dropped into a more casual one. "This is not my choice. I mean, look. I don't care what you thought about Carl back when we knew him and I don't care what you think about him now." He said as he looked at Carmen pacing about. "He's Minister of Paranormal Warfare and High Command has authorized him to use the John A. Warden."

The moment Rico said that, Carmen stopped pacing. "Look, Carmen… This is a mission that's so classified, I don't even know what the hell is really…"

"And look how well it's going." Carmen retorted rather angrily.

"You know the John A. Warden like the back of your hand." Rico interrupted. "I need you to go aboard with the insertion team."

"I looked at the manifest. That ship didn't just go dark. Her signal was turned off." Carmen then angrily pointed at Rico. "And you know as well as I do, the only one who has the gall to run a Federation starship dark is Carl Jenkins." Carmen's expression then turned accusing. "And how do you know we're even close to my ship?"

Rico raised his hand to silence Carmen. "Before we lost contact, we analyzed some of the scattered signals. Calculating course and speed, we were able to get a good estimate of its location." Rico looked at Carmen then at Arc for a moment. "Now, it's not spot-on, but we can get you pretty damn close."

Carmen was silent for a moment before she looked at Rico. "Fine, I'll do it. But not to save Carl's sorry ass. I'll do it to take back my ship."

When Carmen turned to leave, Rico stopped her. "You just be careful. We need you back intact when this thing is over."

Carmen looked at the General and smiled at him. "Thank you, Johnny."

Rico's expression seemed like a mix of nervous and confidence. "Hey, Carmen, when this thing is over, maybe you and I can meet at Zim's and…" Before he could get an answer, Carmen had already left the room. "Yeah."

"Still gotta try harder than that, General." Arc said with an amused grin.

Rico's functioning eye twitched in annoyance. "I forgot how much of a little bastard you were, Commander."

"Cheer up, buddy, she'll come around eventually besides when I went to talk to her in her quarters, she still kept a photo of you during your younger years on her dresser." The S-09 trooper said with a grin.

"Really?" Rico asked hopefully.

Arc nodded before his expression turned serious. "There's something else, isn't there?"

"Correct, Commander, you see I'd like you to go with the insertion team as well. They might need you on this mission." Rico stated.

"I'll do it, General, and I'll do everything I can to keep Captain Ibanez safe." Arc said with a salute.

"Thank you and good luck, Commander." Rico said before he cut the line.

Arc lingered a few more seconds before he left the room as well, heading to his quarters to get his equipment.

A few minutes later, the troopers began to lock their power armor on while some checked a few functions in their helmets or looked at their knives.

While the K-12 team and Arc were getting their armor situated, Ratzass believed it to be the perfect time to say something. "Be too bad if a stray shot hit Jenkins." He said, adjusting his knee guard while the other troopers looked at him.

"Look, I know you're pissed, but don't even think shit like that." Bugspray said. "They threw Hero into the brig. You or me, Holy Man or Kharon, what do you think they do to grunts like us?" He continued slightly glaring at Ratzass. "They'd shove us out of a goddamn airlock."

"So I gotta watch my ass?" Ratzass asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, but if you're not gonna do that, at least watch mine." Bugspray said before the K-12 team and Arc noticed Trig walking by. She glanced at Arc for a moment and winked at him, eliciting a small blush on the teenager.

As Trig continued walking, the K-12 team watched Trig continue on while Ratzass looked on in annoyance.

He scoffed. "Oh, man! Fuck you!" He said to Arc before walking away as he muttered. "Can't believe I'm the only one not getting laid around here." When he walked away, Bugspray also stood up along with Arc as he left Holy Man and Kharon by themselves.

Before he could go and retrieve his rifle, Arc was suddenly grabbed by Trig and pulled to the side, away from everyone in sight. "Trig? What's the big idea?" He asked, mildly annoyed.

"Listen if I don't make it on this mission… I don't care what happens to my body but could you at least make sure my rifle gets back to my hometown?" Trig asked with a slight pleading look in her eyes.

Arc grasped Trig's shoulders firmly but gently. "Listen, you're not gonna die. Whenever I'm on a mission, the team I'm with regardless if it's my own unit or others, have never sustained any casualties. I will protect you and the rest of the team with my very life if necessary."

Trig felt touched by Arc's words while slightly blushing when she noticed how close his face was. "Uh… y-you can let go now."

Arc blinked before he stood up. "My bad…" He muttered with a blush of embarrassment as he walked off to get the rest of his equipment.

Trig looked at Arc's back for a few more seconds before she went off to another part of the locker room to get her own power armor on.

While the troopers prepared for their mission, they believed that it would be an easy mission… How wrong they would be once they board the John A. Warden.

AN:

That's the first chapter, folks. I'm considering this to be part one in the Invasion Arc. Now, I know some of you have been waiting patiently for updates on my other stories and I know some of you are getting a bit impatient sometimes but please understand that I have to prepare for my future.

Now, Sigma 09 is my own OC-generic Starship Trooper squad, composed of six troopers. If you want to put up an OC for it then I will need the following…

[Example]

Name:

Call Sign (The name that you wish your OC to be called during missions):

Age:

Sex:

Rank:

Hair Color/Style:

Eye Color:

Appearance:

Personality:

Power Armor (The appearance, decals, and coloring):

Weapon:

History:

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Well, that's it for this chapter and I'll continue to work on my other stories.

Peace out, everyone!