This is my first Armored core story. I had an idea for a nice plot and went with it. I hope I did ok with the AC fighting. And this story will be rated M because of language and graphic scenes throughout the story. I don't know how often I will be posting on this story as I have one current story of Love Hina that I am working on. But I will try my best to post as often as I can.
I am using AC designs that I created and use in the video games. If anyone wants to tell me their designs then I may use them in the story as well. But that is all up to anyone that would be willing to share their AC's.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Armored Core series only the game Armored Core 4, For Answer, 3, Last Raven, Silent Line, and Nexus.
Armored Core 4: Escalating Battlefield
Mission One: The continuous battles
"Command any news on the reinforcements yet," a voice calls out over the speaker system. A man in his late twenties sighs. Hitting the com button in his MT the man runs his free hand through his blond hair. "Tom quit being so damn fidgety," he says,"They'll get here when they get here. Besides we have ten MT's, half a dozen NORMAL's, and a detachment of tanks. Who's going to attack us."
"I guess your right Captain," Tom says still a bit nervous,"I'd just feel better if the'd get here soon." "I know we all would...," was all he says before static filled the com channel. Turning his MT Tom zooms in on his commander. Almost in slow motion the MT crumples to the ground. A large explosion follows as Tom grabs his controls looking for any enemy.
"Command this is MT-06 the Captain has been killed by an unknown enemy," he yells over the com,"All units needed for support." Scanning the area he spots a glint of light in the distance. A flash appears on his monitor as he locks onto the target. Before he can fire a sniper round rips through his MT. It explodes as the remaining MT units focus their search.
"Command to all units," a voice calls out to all the MT's,"NORMAL frames are being deployed. Concentrate all fire power on enemy unit." The sound of a jet engine echoes through the sky as a small figure appears on the horizon. "Target sighted at point E-7. It's moving at an ultra fast speed. Good god it's a NEXT model," one MT says seconds before another sniper round tares through it.
The distant NEXT model soars overhead dropping onto one of the missile mounted tanks. Smoke black armor with dark red patches cover the frame. Lifting its left arm it swings the sniper rifle around dead on another MT. It orange cyclops eye focus on the approaching MT's as it fires destroying the unit. Dodging machine gun fire and rifle rounds the NEXT thrusts away from the smoking MT.
Dashing behind a hanger the NEXT quickly reloads the rifle using shoulder mounted flares for cover. Shooting out from the side the NEXT fires off several shots from his assault rifle in his right hand. Taking out three tanks the NEXT boosts up onto a ten story building. From the top the NEXT spots the moving NORMAL units. Taking aim he fires off two shots taking out the right arm and core of the NORMAL.
Suddenly the side of the building explodes as three NORMAL frames fire off missile pods from their backs. The NEXT starts to fall through the building. Landing hard he pushes aside large pieces of rubble. From the ruined building he fires another sniper shot at the closest MT causing it to explode. Bursting out from the ruins he turns just as another NORMAL targets him.
The NORMAL fires a EN rifle followed by a micro missile barrage from a second unit. Hitting the sniper rifle the energy explodes in a burst as the NEXT boosts back just avoiding the missile barrage. Firing his assault rifle he hits the EN rifle blowing the NORMAL back. From his back a long barreled grenade launcher drops down. Twisting around he fires off a shot hitting the fallen NORMAL.
A large explosion envelops the two units. Machine gun fire dents and blows pieces of the NEXT's armor. Bursting into the fire he activates his energy blade cutting the MT through the middle. Spinning around he strikes the other MT against the side. Four more tanks explode from the hail of fire from the NEXT's assault rifle. Scanning the area the NEXT spots the three remaining MT units. Targeting them he fires off his left shoulder rockets hitting two of them.
Finishing the last one with his rifle he turns to the moving NORMAL models. Firing another group of flares the NEXT boosts back taking cover from the volley of rifle fire. Dashing around a corner the NEXT takes a tank shell against the back. The rocket pod explodes sending the NEXT into a nearby wall. Throwing the assault rifle around he fires at the tank reducing it to a smoldering heap. Standing the NEXT drops the damaged rocket pod while taking out another two tanks.
The NEXT dashes forward just as a NORMAL rounds the same corner. Energy blade activated he slashes across the NORMAL. Boosting into the air he lowers the launcher again and fires at the downed NORMAL. Flying through the air the NEXT lands behind the last two NORMAL's. The energy blade arcs through one while he fires point blank at the second. Righting itself the NEXT scans the area finding no more active units.
Inside the AC the pilot looks over his monitors. Pulling off his helmet he brushes back his dark brown hair. His light green eyes scan over his AC damage report. "Sniper rifle and left mounted rocket pod are gone," he says running down the report,"Thrusters on left side are down by 20%. Only 47 rounds left for assault rifle and 8 round for the launcher. Over all combat ability left 36%."
Sighing he hits in a set of keys and waits for the screen to open. "Ark this is Arcadia reporting mission complete," the pilots says waiting for a reply. "Arcadia this is Line Ark," a female voice says over the com channel,"mission completion is confirmed. You are cleared to return to the Ark." Nodding the pilot turns his NEXT and takes to the air. Hitting the over booster he rockets away leaving the crumbling remains of the military base behind him.
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Landing just outside the hanger the damaged NEXT slowly walks through the hugh open doorway. Workers run about ready to take in the NEXT. Being lead into a hanger slot the pilot shuts down his model and exits the NEXT. Stepping from the wire rope the pilot walks to the briefing room in the back of the hanger. Half way there a woman stands waiting for him.
Long golden hair waves in the rushing wind caused by the passing machines. Her thin framed glasses hide a spark of something in her ice blue eyes. Her custom made suit showed every curve of her shapely body. "Have fun out there?" she asks a smile on her face. "Yeah yeah look just find out how much it's going to cost to fix my NEXT and take it out of the mission rewards," the pilot says handing her his helmet,"That and get me a list of available weapons for both my left arm and back unit. Also reload the Marve rifle, shoulder flares, and long barrel launcher."
"Just like I always do Fell," the blond says still smiling,"and what are you going to do while I do all this?" "Take a shower, eat something, then go to bed.," Fell says turning away,"bring me the report on everything later Rachel." "Just like always," Rachel adds watching Fell head out of the hanger,"Just like always." Turning she walks over to the lead maintenance crew.
"Jack how long before Arcadia is one-hundred percent?" she asks an older man barking out orders. Jack looks over the machine with experienced eyes. "With his report, the visible damage, and the unknown amount of internal damage," he says scratching his slightly graying head of black hair,"Id says a week and a half to two weeks tops." "What about the two new weapons," she asks making a note of the time required.
"New equipment takes about three or so hours to tune both arms and legs for the extra weight," he says thinking it over,"and to balance out the NEXT for flight and burst speeds." "I should have the new equipment in by next week," Rachel says looking at her watch,"I have to get to a meeting. Would you get me all the reports and costs on my desk by tomorrow morning." Jack nods,"Yeah that's not a problem." She smiles at him before leaving for the late meeting with the company heads. This was the one part of the job she hated.
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Fell hated the mess hall. To many people with to little space. That and he never got the food he was looking for. Which is why he was sitting next to a noisy group of young MT pilots staring at his tray in disgust. Even his shower was rushed by the shouts of people waiting to go after him.
I'm a NEXT pilot damn it he thinks silently brooding I should be treated better then this. Unable to take anymore noise Fell stands ready to leave. Stepping away from his seat he bumps into someone. "Hey, you little shit watch where your going," a tall man yells over the crowd,"Or I'll crush you into a pulp." The two men with him only laugh as Fell steps back looking up at him.
"And what if I don't you ape," he says as the men around him move away. "I'm going to kill you!" the giant of a man says throwing a punch at Fell. Stepping to the right Fell drops down sweeping his leg causing the man to fall. Drawing out his long knife Fell presses it against the mans throat. "You picked the wrong day to fuck with me you loser," he says a shiver running down the mans spine.
"Fell!" a voice calls out over the silent room,"That's enough." Sighing Fell pulls the knife away sheathing it. "Let this be a lesson you shit," he says with a cold anger,"Don't ever screw with a NEXT pilot." To this the gathered crowd opens giving him his space. Walking to a man standing at the mess hall door Fell stops beside him. "So Michael what happened to you this morning," he says looking up to the taller man.
Standing next to each other one can see that Michael stands a good six inches taller then Fell. His contrasting blond hair and blue eyes make him the exact opposite of Fell. "I was called off the job at the last minute," he says smiling,"Sorry about the whole 'leaving you alone' thing." "Yeah I'm sure you are," Fell says shrugging,"So how is your Realm doing then. Some mechanical problems keeping you from your job."
"My Realm is just fine," Michael says half laughing,"Much better then your Arcadia from what I hear. Did a few little Mt's and NORMAL's cause you trouble." Fell remains silent flexing his left hand. "I hope the upcoming match will not be to much for your NEXT," he says still laughing. Without saying another word Fell leaves the hall frustrated as hell. "I need to find someone to hurt," he says clenching his teeth. Stopping in front of a training building Fell smilies to himself. "Ask and you shale receive," he says walking up to the door a violent glint in his eyes.
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"Are those the reports," Fell says not moving from his bed. Rachel jumps in surprise,"God Fell don't do that." The sun from the small window above him illuminates the room enough for people to see but not in great detail. Turning on the overhead lights Rachel drops two folders on his nearby desk. Fell just lies there fingers crossed behind his head.
"The repair costs as well as a list of new weapons," she says taking a seat in the empty desk chair. "And the other," he says prompting her to continue. Rachel smiles knowing this game far to well. "It's a list of jobs from GA," she says still smiling,"They want you to do them if your up for it. I've already looked through them and there are a few choice ones."
"What's the combined payment," he says staring at the ceiling. "Right at 2.3 million," she says knowing what will come next,"right now Raynor and Zero are free but Yoru is still out in the field." "How long until Arcadia is repaired," he says sitting up at the edge of his bed. "Jack says about two weeks," Rachel says waiting for his reaction.
"Damn that long. I guess I have no choice," he says standing,"Have Jack pull out Variant for me. I'll be using it until Arcadia is fixed." Of all the things Rachel expected to hear from Fell that was not even on the list. "But Variant is... it's too much Fell," Rachel says fearful concern in her tone,"Last time you almost..." "Arcadia is not much different. A bit heavier and with more weapons but they move just the same," he says his decision made,"It will not be a problem."
Rachel just nods knowing she couldn't change his mind. "I'll have him prep it for you," she says with a neutral tone,"When would you like to met up with Raynor and Zero?" "In the north hanger at 2:00 pm.," he says picking up both folders. Rachel stand walking to the door. "Fell I... I'll get them ready for you as well as Variant," she says holding her tongue. Saying nothing more Rachel walks out the door leaving Fell to his reports.
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In a dark hanger with no windows two people wait. A single light over head shining down on the pair fills their area and the area fifteen feet around them. "Why are we here anyway?" a young girl asks sitting atop a crate box. Her long Silver hair was tied back into two pigtails reaching down to her knees. Her loose back pants and red tank top were the current fashion for teen girls.
"And why do I have to be here with you of all people Raynor," she whines swinging her feet over the side of the large crate. "The same goes for me Zero," Raynor says running his hand though his short black hair Dressed in blue jeans and a dark gray hooded shirt he looked much like a typical street punk. "You big meanie street trash," Zero says sticking out her tongue.
"Stuck up bitch," Raynor spits out. Both seem ready to go at each others throats when the far door opens. Turning their attention to the shadowed figure walking to them they wait silently. Stepping into the light Fell shakes his head,"Can't you two ever get along. I swear you act like an old married couple." "FELL!" Zero yells jumping down and charging him at a dead run. Tackling him she hugs him tightly,"I've missed you so much!"
"Take it easy Zero," he says patting her on the head. She just smilies at him still holding on tight. "Hey bro," Raynor says nodding his head once,"been awhile." "Yeah I know, some might say too long," he says looking at the top of Zeros silver head. "I'll get right to the point of this little get to gather," he says getting both of their attentions,"I have a really big deal going on with GA and I need you help. They gave me seven missions to complete and Arcadia is in the shop for another two weeks."
"I need both of you," he emphasizes,"and your NEXT models to run a team with me. I'll split everything in three ways. Thats 750,000 a piece with me taking 800,000." Raynor and Zero both stare in surprise at the amount. "That's like," he says doing the math in his head," 2.3 million. What the hell do they have you doing?" "That's the strange thing it all base mission. Attacking four standard military bases, a NORMAL manufacturing plant, a mining operation, and a military harbor," he says running through the seven missions,"It's like GA is going to war with someone. But none of the locations or targets are owned by the same company. But it gets even better, it's all black ops."
"What is GA thinking doing all this at once," Zero says pulling her head away from Fell. "Hell I don't care what their planning," Raynor says all smiles,"With that kinda money I don't have to ask questions, I'm in." "If he's in then so am I,"Zero says hugging Fell tighter,"I don't want anything happening to my Fell. So when do we start?" "In two days with the harbor," Fell says trying to ignore the obvious crush the girl has on him. "But you said Arcadia is out for two weeks," Raynor says somewhat confused.
"I never said I was using Arcadia," he replies smiling,"I had Variant pulled out of storage." Zero tenses up as Raynor just stares wide eyed at him. "Are you fucking nuts!" he says still not believing,"That damn unit it way to unstable to use." "Please Fell don't use Variant," Zero whispers hoping to change his mind. "No choice here," he says trying to reassure them,"They all have a deadline and Arcadia can't be fixed in time. Besides I have gotten better over the last two years. I can handle it ok."
Raynor nods,"If you say so bro. I ain't gonna be able to tell you different." Zero just holds him not giving him a yes or no. "Get everything ready with your NEXT's and be here on Thursday just before sunrise," Fell says pulling Zero from him,"I have to go and get ready myself." Giving him their goodbye's both Raynor and Zero leave in their own ways. Fell just stares at the large mass in the back of the hanger. "Time to get the bugs worked out you old monster," he says knowing it's going to be a long two days.
End of chapter One.
AN:So how was that for my first Armored Core story. Did the fight scene flow well for you the reader. And how was the individual characters and their personalities. I tried to make Fell a better then some but not the best Lynx. Also his AC Arcadia is built with higher grade parts but not the best. I didn't want to make him out to be this all powerful NEXT pilot that could defeat anyone. He is good but can be hurt or taken down with enough firepower. The only thing I see as having trouble with is NEXT vs NEXT fights. I see it in my mind but find it hard to write out. Well that's all for my notes this tim.
As always please review and tell me what you think of my work. Good or bad. The small mistake or gigantic slip up. Anything is fine as long as it is constructive and with reason.
Till next time (^^)