Chapter 1: Crowd Control
The 5 men landed in an area just outside of the city, preparing for any sudden firefight that could happen in the city.
"These Saint bastards are getting out of hand recently... How are we going to suppress them?" the Yellow Knight spoke.
"Do what we do best, Wil. And that's to beat the living hell out of them." the Green Knight replied.
"If you guys are fine and all, I'm more concerned that we have a rookie with us, sure he isn't going hold us back Adam?" the Purple Knight asked, with irritation in his voice.
The Blue Knight turned to face them, only to stare silently at them.
"We all have our different roles...and ranks. As the lead Knight, I will not tolerate any form of disrespect towards your fellow squad mates," the Blue Knight stated, with an aura of authority around him.
"We didn't properly introduce ourselves after you joined us yesterday, Steven," the Blue Knight spoke to the White Knight.
"I already know who you guys are, everyone does. The Purple, Yellow, Green, and Blue Knights. Alexander the Assassin Knight, Wil the Bolt Knight, Comet the Grand Captain, and Adam the Sky Admiral, respectively," Steven blatantly stated over the Comms line.
"Not bad," Comet replied, nodding his head.
The squad of 5 moved into the city, hearing a distant Saint rally...
"Targets in sight, scan the perimeter for any bombers. Steven, Wil, take an advantage point and give us cover fire. Alex, keep watch on that speaker. Comet, you're with me, take point," Adam commanded over Comms.
The rest of team nodded and moved to their respective positions, Wil taking a sniper's position in a nearby building. Adam and Comet moving towards the speaker. Alexander joined the crowd and observed the Saint speaker. Without being noticed, Steven broke off from the group and concealed himself in the shadows...
"Adam, there are a couple of bombers in wait. Orders?" Comet asked Adam.
"Do what we do best. On my mark, Wil, shoot that speaker. You and me are on crowd control, Comet. Alex, deal with those sum-bitch bombers," Adam ordered.
"And...mark!" Adam shouted over Comms, and the Knights activated their Mechs to Combat Form, flying above the crowd to shoot the bombers. As the speaker fell, blood was spilled, bullets dropped to the floor, and the screams of dying Saints filled the air.
"Haha! Got the fool! Plus one to team Wil!" Wil laughed heartily as he celebrated the victory.
"Yeahah! We did it! I was expecting something tougher!" Comet said as he high-fived Adam.
"Er...Houston. We have a visual, 5 tanks, and AAPCs, orders?" Alexander broke the celebrations as he passed the radar to Adam.
"You just had to open your mouth Comet..." Adam stated, face-palming intensely.
Meanwhile, the Saint reinforcements slowly neared their position...
"Brothers! This is Brother Duncan! We will not stand for these Humans to ridicule our teachings! We shall purify them for good with our divine weaponry! Tanks 2 through 4 will follow my lead! Tank 5 will give artillery support to the main unit! Onward to victory!" the Saint leader said to his men. The men roared in unison as they moved on, until Tank 5 exploded suddenly.
"Brother Duncan! Tank 5 is dead!" a soldier relayed to the leader of the group.
"Impossible...what could have destroyed them so effortlessly..." Brother Duncan muttered, eyes wide and mouth agape.
"Brother Duncan! Right in front of us! It's a Knight!" another soldier spoke.
"The White Knight...but his armor...looks different from the other ones we have seen...no matter. Concentrate all our firepower at that Knight!" Brother Duncan boomed, with his men swiftly firing at Steven.
"You Saint bastards...will never see the light of day again," Steven spoke, energy slowly charging up in his left palm, the blade Exaccor in his other palm.
As bullets pinged off of Steven's Mech, he emitted an aura of massive power, wielding Exaccor that was glowing from the energy, and the ground started to tremble.
"Sir! There's a tremor! The tanks might get damaged!" a soldier relayed to Brother Duncan.
"His power is...what in God's name is that thing?" Duncan shouted to the world in general.
"All of you Saints will feel the wrath...of a thousand gods! Blades of Execution: World's End!'
Steven hacked-and-slashed his way through all the infantry with a empowered Exaccor, using his charged energy rifle to blast right through the thick armor plating of the tanks, the explosions causing earthquakes that damaged them, and flaming lava pillars burst from beneath the tanks that ensured their thorough annihilation...
The Saint reinforcements were quickly turned into frightened wounded, destroyed tanks, vehicular rubble and many casualties, with Brother Duncan turned into fine ash. Contented that they were no longer a threat, Steven left the wounded to bleed to death, knowing that they would die a slow painful death, never to see their families again.
"Adam...All Saint signatures are gone. No life signals detected, only Steven," Alexander reported, unable to move his fixed stare at the charred battleground.
Adam fixed his steely gaze onto the battlefield, hardly finding any remains or survivors, except for critically wounded.
"He sure as hell isn't a rookie...He knows what he's doing." Comet rubbed his eyes at the sheer carnage that had occurred in the blink of an eye. Steven flew back to them and said nothing to the group. Silence hung over them as they return back to Althens for further instructions.
The Althens tapped into their Comms channel abruptly, taking the squad by surprise.
"This is the Althens. Mech Squad 1, you are to report back to base for further improve your armor to the new Type 4-SDs. Steven, you're armor will be upgraded to...Type 5-SD, with Mk XII plating. Transmission out."
"Type 4-SDs? I thought SD production was stopped due to the cost and how unstable it was?" Comet asked, scratching his head as he flew up into the air.
"Yeah, they were unstable. But recent Tech allowed them to redevelop and build up from the idea, which explains why Light's personal Mech beats all of ours combined in terms of parameters." Adam replied, unfolding his Mech's wings.
"In any case, we should get the hell back to Althens for those upgrades. There's gotta be some hidden agenda to it."
Alexander and Adam flew up into the air before Wil finished his sentence, with Wil promptly trying to follow them, occasionally shouting 'Wait up!'
Althens, 1.00 p.m, Earth
Mech Squad 1 returned back to the hangar, and reported directly to the armory, to be greeted by their new Mech T4-SD armors.
"Damn! They practically boosted all parameters by 500%! Those Saints won't stand a chance against us now!"
Comet rejoiced as he moved on to inspect the new weapons.
Wil was admiring the new energy blades, and light and fast they synthesize.
Alexander tested the new camouflage functionality, content that they were of a better quality now.
"Well, we certainly have a nice upgrade to our arsenal."
Adam looked over the weapons with Comet, and saw that the new energy weapons were of superior grade.
"Look at this bad boy...560 cal. sniper rifle, converted into a energy concentrated blast, that never runs out! And this is the same for every other weapon here! We'll be invincible!" Comet rejoiced as he moved on to inspect the tactical gear.
Light walked into the armory, dressed in military fatigues, and looked straight at Steven.
"Steven. Since you recently joined the Knights on such short notice, you have yet to go through your initiation. Or in simple terms, you will have a 1v4 match against the other Knights."
Steven stood unfazed, only replying with a 'Yes, sir.'
Light gestured Adam to lead the group out to the Virtual Simulation battleground, to get a measure of Steven's capabilities and powers, but most importantly to make him a full-fledged Knight.
Adam led the group out to the VR battleground, deep in thought.
"He's already capable of annihilating an entire enemy reinforcement. If that's not his full power, I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of that in reality..."
Adam detached himself from his train of thoughts and focused on the matter at hand: Initiating Steven, so that they will be able to work together more efficiently as a squad of Mechs.
