Army of Deception
Disclaimer: I don't own Code Geass or Transformers
Lone Gundam- Hmm, there's something to consider. Especially when you combine Decepticlones with CG's rapid tech advancements. And yeah, I was going for somethingl ike an isotope, I think.
Reishin Amara- Didn't know anyone else had this idea.
Demons Anarchy of Pride- Yes, yes it is.
animefan29- Quite possibly...They'd be even more terrifying if they do.
OBSERVER01-...Maybe!
SH- Well, I said that the Datalogs wouldn't be around much, but I MAY have made a liar out of myself. Turns out those things work too well not to use. Still, I'm glad I you enjoyed it so much. Sorry to say not a lot happens this chapter- its setting up the story for what happens next.
darkangelwp- The first half will be the same, the second half...not so much.
Regular Speak
Thoughts and Flashbacks
Demonic or Animalistic Speak
Demonic or Animalistic Thought
AN: Sorry for the long wait- writters block and College, and life in general. Not to mentino getting into a few other series. Anyway, I did some tinkering with the style of how I write the Datalogs, which seem like they'll be a common thing. I'm trying to keep it consistent, so it shouldn't be confusing compared to the last one.
Carthon could honestly say, or report rather, that the mission was going better than expected so far. The cloaking field had remained stable through most of the settlement, and now they were currently in the slums called the Shinjuku District. The Commander Unit found this sector to be ineffective and wasteful: Near unlivable conditions for the people to be used as labor, buildings left to rot, and no security or stability. The illogic of humans still confounded his processors at times, as it did the High Command Units.
Even more illogical was that according to the High Command Units, Clovis la Britannia had ordered the extermination of all those within the ghettos to retrieve and cover up the existence of the green anomaly. It struck Carthon as illogical. The ghetto was nine square miles which made the job of containing people more than a bit difficult. What's more, the green anomaly had last been spotted in the subterranean transport systems from before the invasion. The first thing they should have done was block all the known entrances and searched through it.
Carthon stopped trying to process the reasoning of Clovis la Britannia, an organic that lacked any redeeming leadership qualities beyond acting and speeches to pacify his followers. He had no priorities as a leader beyond what he could obtain, not what he could accomplish with those gains.
Luckily, unlike many organics, the Decepticlones had a greater sense of logic and priority. And the priority now was to keep their Candidate from getting terminated as collateral damage in a skirmish between the conquered and the conquerors. But to fulfill that priority, they needed to find him first.
Carthon and his two fellow command units, Baratos and Teranus, suddenly realized that it would have been beneficial in this situation to have scout units with them to help locate their Candidate. He did the digital equivalent of a mental shrug, the human phrase 'Hindsight is twenty/twenty' leaping into his logic matrix. With that done, they quickly processed a plan of action as they had the dropships hover on top of one of the more stable buildings in the ghetto...
Data Log of Command Unit Carthon:
WARNING: All texts and dates translated to [Earth Language: English] and [Earth Calendar: a.t.b./Ascension Throne Britannian]
Date: August 10, 2017 a.t.b.
Situation: Candidate Lelouch bi Britannia's location is unknown.
Last known location: Shinjuku Ghetto, currently being purged of all inhabitants by forces of Holy Britannian Empire, under the orders of Clovis la Britannia, region leader of Area 11/Japan.
Probable Destination: In subterranean transport tunnels, or near them. Green Anomaly was last sighted there. Candidate was last seen falling into vehicle containing Anomaly; therefore Candidate likely arrived at the same location.
Plan: Sniper Units will search for Candidate from rooftops, remaining undetected from Knightmares and infantry of either faction. Once Candidate is located, dropships shall move on location.
Issue: What of the aerial support of the Holy Britannian Empire?
Solution: Aerial units number at two, currently. Sniper Units will terminate aerial units.
Probable Outcome: Holy Britannian Empire will label it as actions of Elevens/Japanese in the ghetto.
Plan: Accepted
Addition from Commander Unit Carthon: I shall join them.
Illogical: Commander Units are not flight capable.
Rectification from Carthon: Command Units can cloak and can jump.
Advisory:...Proceed with caution, Carthon.
END OF ENTRY
Carthon jumped off the dropship, the sniper units following suit as well. They walked to the edge of the roof, pleased on some level that the cloaking field covered the entire roof. As he uploaded old copies of the subterranean systems to himself and the aerial units, two of the snipers were already hunting their quarry: two gunships that were giving aerial support to their Britannian comrades and observation to their commanders. Aerial supremacy was a valuable tool in any battle, even if the airborne unit lacked weapons.
The snipers usually were fully capable of targeting and hitting targets up to a hundred meters, over three hundred feet, from their location with pinpoint accuracy. And those gunships were well within that range. Unlike the Autobots they targeted in the past, the humans weren't equipped to see the red line of a Decepticlone sniper's light, only the dot the light made on the target, leaving them completely clueless to what was about to happen.
The white beams hit them at nearly the speed of light, tearing through them before anyone could even perceive the rays of deaths streaking through the air. The gunships exploded, falling to the ground as blazing fireballs, briefly startling the Britannian leaders coordinating the extermination. That they soon dismissed it as the rebels getting lucky shots with old rocket launchers nearly broke Carthon's processor.
If they were having more trouble, he'd understand the logic of being uninterested in two unimportant ships being shot down. But the fact that they hadn't suffered any vehicle loses before that should have disturbed them a bit. It was an illogical dismissal that Carthon deemed as incompetent.
The command unit gave a nod to the snipers, who started up their jets and split off to search, flying over buildings and staying low to the ceilings to avoid being spotted. Carthon activated his own cloaking function before jumping over the gap between himself and the next building with ease. His personal logic matrix was beginning to doubt the conclusions of the High Command Units regarding the subject of humans being a threat.
SWITCHING TO AERIAL SNIPER UNIT: Natix
The now-lone sniper brought herself to one of the lower buildings, one short of being skyscrapers but by no means small. While descending gave her a greater chance of being seen, this building gave her a perfect and near unobstructed view of serval entrances to the subterranean system. As Natix's optic sensor enhanced her vision, slowly going over the area, she caught sight of almost everything, except the Candidate.
She saw another of her model, designated as Zonot, scanning things from the other side of the ghetto from a tall perch. How he got all the way over there already briefly confounded her processor before moving on. She saw several Knightmares rush past her scope at admittedly impressive speed. They were obviously of the Holy Britannian Empire, as the Elevens/Japanese only had an outdated Knightmare, a model designated as a Glasgow.
If she could, she would have rose an eyebrow as she perceived Commander Carthon's cloaked form running and jumping from roof to roof with abandon, not even pausing to look around or to judge the next jump.
Data Log of Aerial Sniper Unit Natix:
Opening Communications to Command Unit Carthon
WARNING: All texts and dates translated to [Earth Language: English] and [Earth Calendar: a.t.b./Ascension Throne Britannian]
Date: August 10, 2017 a.t.b.
Inquiry: Commander Carthon, has the Candidate been located?
Response: Negative.
Inquiry: Have you been spotted?
Response: Negative.
Inquiry: Than why are you charging?
Response: Negative.
Inquiry: ...Is your processor even receiving my inquiries?
Response: Negative.
Terminating Communications
END OF ENTRY
Natix shook her optic sensor at the Command Unit's rather single directive settings. Sending one of them hunting solo always went like that, ruthless and relentless in completing any task with little thought to much else, but Carthon was one that took it to another level at times.
The sniper's sensor pinged lightly as she caught sight of a group of soldiers heading into a warehouse, all oddly dressed for warriors of Holy Britannian Empire. A quick scan-inquiry revealed to her that these were the Royal Guards of Clovis la Britannia, likely the only soldiers that knew the truth of this operation. A quick reference check to the maps showed that the warehouse had an entry to the subterranean systems. Noting this as significant, and knowing that she was closer than the rest, she readied her thrusters and wings before taking off, quickly going over the streets and staying low to the roofs.
Another ping revealed that there were gunshots coming from that warehouse. While Natix didn't see them, she knew the other Sniper units and Carthon had all stopped their searching and were now watching in her direction, listening for the confirmation or denial of the Candidate's location and status. She could even sense the High Command Units all syncing up to the communications to hear this themselves.
Natix touched down on a building that was halfway to falling over and offering a nice view into the warehouse's large entrance. She quickly secured herself on the slanted roof, kneeling on one leg while placing her hands on the stone ledge, before zooming in as another gunshot rang through her sensor.
Data Log of Aerial Sniper Unit Natix:
WARNING: All texts and dates translated to [Earth Language: English] and [Earth Calendar: a.t.b./Ascension Throne Britannian]
Date: August 10, 2017 a.t.b.
Alert!
Candidate Located!
(Multiples) Inquiry: STATUS?
Condition: Unharmed, for now.
Acknowledged: Carthon, remaining Aerial Snipers, proceed to Candidate's location and prepare for potential extraction!
Proceeding: Sniper Natix, current situation?
(Natix) Candidate's Situation: A dozen soldiers, possibly more. No Knightmares. Firearms Only. Anomaly is down, bullet wound to the head.
Inquiry: Actions of the Candidate?
(Natix) Response: Unlikely. He is kneeling at the Anomaly's side, likely uninformed of her immortality. It is probable that she took a bullet for him.
Hypothesis:...Candidate is possibly important to Anomaly's agenda or designs?
Irrelevant: Clovis la Britannia desires no survivors, and a witness is likely less desirable to one like him than a mere survivor.
Options: Command Unit Carthon-
(Carthon) Suggestion: Paneling of the roof is thin. A fall or a bladed attack from a Command Unit will penetrate it and eliminate the threats to the Candidate, or shield him from their attacks. Either results are acceptable.
Inquiry:...What if your legs sustain damage in the fall?
(Carthon) Answer: They will not.
(Natix) Further Inquiry: Should Command Unit Carthon's processor be debugged? Self-preservation functions seem to be malfunctioning
Probability: Undeterminable.
(Natix) Visual on Candidate: High Command Units, the Candidate is rising, possibly accepting the improbability of survival.
Inquiry: Elaborate.
(Natix) Elaboration: ...He is smirking.
Verdict: Carthon, stand down.
(Carthon) Inquiry: Explain!? Explain?!
Explanation: Probability that the Candidate Lelouch Vi Britannia has a plan: 85%. Probability that his mental functionality has become corrupted from the situation: 8%. All other possibilities fall under the remaining 7%
(Carthon)Counter: Survivability of Candidate's Situation without outside interference is 1.3%
Correction: He has interference.
(Carthon) Illogical: He is alone.
Incorrect: The Anomaly.
(Carthon) Dissent:...This is a dangerous route to take.
[Human] Phrase:Never was anything great achieved without danger.
(Carthon) Logic: Accepted...Reluctantly. Standin-
WARNING! WARNING!
(Natix) Alert: Multiple shots fired in the warehouse!
(Carthon) Request: Enter structure through ceiling?
Inquiry: Status on the Candidate?
(Natix) Response:...No injuries.
Request Denied.
Additional Inquiry: Status on the Candidate's Enemies?
(Natix) Response: Eliminated.
Improbability: Cause of Termination?
(Natix) Elaboration: Self Termination by firearms.
Logical Conclusion: None Found.
(Natix/Carthon) Request: Next course of action?
Calculating...
(High Command Unit Tilo) Suggestion: Observe?
Request: Logic, High Command Unit Tilo?
(Tilo) Logic: Candidate Lelouch vi Britannia may have new ability, highly probable to be related to the Anomaly and Geass. If this is confirmed, our assistance in this skirmish may not be necessary for his continued survival.
Logic: Accepted.
Inquiry: If his functionality does become at risk?
(Tilo) Answer: We return to the original plan then: Protect him.
(High Command Unit Calon) Suggestion: An Alternative.
Request: Elaborate, High Command Unit Calon?
(Calon) Alternative: Candidate is probable to come to the conclusion that the best possibility for his escape is if the forces of Prince Clovis are eliminated.
Statement: Possibility is probable and sound.
(Calon) Continuing: If successful, or relatively so, would the Candidate have not confirmed his capacity as a leader?
Inquiry: Probability of Candidate's success?
(Calon) Probability: Undeterminable, as is how he was capable of causing a dozen enemies to self-terminate.
Conclusion: It seems that waiting to see Candidate Lelouch vi Britannia's potential was a logical decision.
(Tilo) [Human] Phrase: "Don't rub it in."
(Calon) [Human] Phrase: "Don't be a Sore Loser."
(Natix) Update: Candidate has used his abilities to acquire a Knightmare from a pilot of Holy Britannian Empire. Permission to terminate pilot?
Negative: Remote possibility that pilot assisted Candidate of his-
(Natix) Correction: Her.
Continuing: -of her own volition. If correct, we would terminate a potential ally.
Conclusion: Keep Surveillance on the Knightmare Pilot designated as: Villeta Nu.
END OF ENTRY
If Carthon was organic, he would be glaring down at the thin roof of metal below him, wanting to jump through it. But as the Candidate drove off in the new nightmare, he turned his attention back to the battlefield as a whole. While he and the Decepticlones currently here could in all likelihood destroy the much larger force with some difficulty, he wasn't sure what the Candidate would do. Lelouch Vi Brittania had one average, stolen Sutherland Knightmare and potentially a new ability that could affect minds. An ability the Candidate didn't know how to wield properly in all probability. So how would he take down an army, no matter how small, with just himself?
The Commander Unit looked up and saw Sniper Unit Natix, still situated on a tilting building. She was probably wondering the same thing, even if she was watching Villeta Nu for a bit longer. Then again, Lord Megatron had been one Cybertronian and he was the cause of the Decepticons in general, along with a war that last over multiple millions of earth cycles.
In the end, Carthon concurred with the original assessment of the High command Units: He didn't care WHAT their leader was, just that whoever it was could actually and truly lead. After all, they were the remnants of one of, if not the most powerful military forces in the universe. They couldn't have just any fool pointing them around to kill things- they'd prefer a genius to do that.
EMERGENCY UPDATE
Update:...Candidate is now leading the terrorists and has obtained Sutherland Knightmares for them, acquired from the Holy Britannian Empire, without any evident aid of new mental ability.
END OF UPDATE
Carthon didn't even know how to process that, or how it was possible. He really, really didn't. He did know one thing: Lelouch vi Britannian was about to be reclassified from Potential Candidate for Leadership to Soon-to-be-Leader of the Decepticlone Army.
MESSAGE ON ALL DECEPTICLONE CHANNELS
Inquiry from Command Unit Carthon to All Units: We are keeping visual records of all events of this battle, Right?
END OF MESSAGE
If they could, every unit would have face palmed at that inquiry. Except High Command Unit Calon who was considering making the same inquiry.
All in all, this day was seeming more and more positive to the processors of the High Command Units- which was an anomaly in itself, seeing as they started it off with suspecting their Candidate was about to potentially get terminated.
End of Chapter
Well, there we are. A bit short, but this felt like the perfect point to stop. So, sorry for the lack of action, BUT I promise we'll get into it next chapter. So don't worry, I'm not goingto subject you to a repeating of canon through the eyes of the Decepticlones. The fighting shall begin next chapter, so get the popcorn ready!
And yes, Lelouch is about to become the leader of the Decepticlones. They just want to see a little proof that he's worth following in terms of capabilities. The fact that he got the terrorists to follow him and got them Knightmares? Yeah, that all but had them sold. They're just waiting to see if he even needs them for this battle- and you all know when THAT will be.
Until Next Time!