Authors note: hey guys im sorry i haven't been able to put a new story up. I have been so busy with school but will have some more stuff coming out in a few days. its been stressful but this is the new chapter. I'm going to try to bring out a new chapter every week so yay! anyways please comment and review. every review improves the story. this is a different type of chapter but I'm trying something new. thanks all for reading
Floyd and Marcus walked with the pilot to the dorms where the pilots stayed and usually bunked while on base. After the flight the walk down to room 287 seemed very long though the walk was only a quarter of a mile which made the walk almost unbearable to the young fox. The entire way, Jake spoke the entire way about how they worked great and how they should try to tell the commander that they should be their own team.
My god, does this guy ever shut up? I mean he is cool and all but still Marcus thought to himself as they walked to the door that read the 3 numbers that meant they were at the dorm they were assigned some how.
The three walked into the dorm which to their surprise to Marcus and Floyd, included a TV, beds, and what seemed to be a set of side arms they are supposed to be on while on the base. Upon seeing this Floyd walked over and traded his semi-auto citizen's pistol for a military grade high powered .45 caliber pistol. Marcus walked over and noticed another team mate of theirs yet to be known. The grey and black wolf sat on the couch with a pda in one hand and a cigarette in the other. The wolf looked up and saw Marcus and nodded his head, putting the pda down and held his hand out to Marcus.
"Hey hows it? Name is O'Donnel. Rocky O'Donnel" Rocky said as he shook Marcus' hand.
"Pleasure, name is McCould. Marcus McCould" Marcus replied as he shook Rocky's hand, noticing that his handshake was enough to nearly break his paw. The wolf brought back his paw and took a look at Floyd who was looking at the weapons Jake was still showing to him. With that Rocky let out a smoky breath and looked at Marcus, motioning him to sit down in the chair across from him. As Marcus sat, he noticed that the wolf had a scar on his right eye, starting at the top, then skipped his eye ball and continued down an inch on the bottom.
"McCloud huh? Name sounds familar. Your father Fox McCloud by any chance?" Rocky asked to kill the awkwardness floating in the air. Rocky had a stare that seemed to haunt Marcus and looked like itself could kill. His eyes stabbed deeply into the soul it seemed like.
"Yeah he is my father. Was in the force and helped in defeating Andross at the Battle of Corneria. Let me guess, Wolf O'Donnel is your father?" Marcus asked, being careful with his words, as knowing the O'Donnel family always have had some beef with McClouds. The time seemed to pass but Rocky just smiled and looked at Marcus.
"Yeah he is. Don't worry, I don't deal that bull shit that my father did. I have always wanted to meet your father. Was the reason I joined. As soon as you said McCloud, I knew I liked you for some reason." Rocky replied to Marcus as he put out his cig on the ash tray that seemed to appear out of nowhere. "Have you looked at the information that we found out yet bro?"
Marcus was going to answer but was interupted by Jake talking to Floyd loudly. It seemed that Floyd found someone that was going to get on his nerves. If there was something that Floyd got from his father Falco, it was the fact that they both would knock out the punks they didn't like, and Jake was on the list of punks that Floyd was not enjoying.
"Ah cool it seemed you both know each other!" Jake said as he sat down next to Rocky on the couch across from Marcus. "I am so excited for us to be working together! Hey Rocky do you think you could give these boys the run down on the information we were able to nail on the enemy?"
"Guys look, this enemy is not ones that will lay over and die. We have seen these before. I think that this enemy has the ability to repeat it self over and over again and continue to attack without let up. In other words, these guys can clone themselves. Marcus you may know this. That ship that we saw was simular to ships that were faught against during the Battle of Corneria about 20 years ago. One famous team took out the leader, but something tells us that this leader is back on board and is in control of this entire attack against us." Rocky briefed the 2 sitting across. Marcus simply looked at Rocky in disbeilf and Floyd had a look of questioning.
"So you are saying the same bad guys as 20 years ago are back...and they can clone themselves" Floyd said after picking his jaw up. "If so, what the hell are we going to do?"
"Simply put yes" Rocky replied "They have also have started an attack on Venom. The army is sending out troops to attack against but will need air support."
Minutes passed before Marcus said anything. After what seemed like years Marcus looked up at the 3 and simply looked down at the table in front of him. "Then we need to get this information to the general. We cannot be sitting here without them knowing."
"Agreed" replied Jake.
"Ok then, lets get our asses up and tell them before we all die." Floyd told
All three stood up and walked out the door with Rocky handing the PDA that handled all the information. As Marcus walked out, he felt Rocky come up behind and whisper into his ear "Marcus. Trust me. The firepower we have is nothing. They have new weaponary that will unleash hell onto us. This is bloody insane."
"How do you know about this?" Marcus asked
"All you need to know, is that the general is not who we think he is" came Rocky's reply
48 hours before
The cheetah looked at the scanner on the bridge of the Cornerian cruiser. The signals were indicating a anomaly which seemed to be a lightning storm about 3 km away. He scrunched his brow in confusion because they were 50 miles from Venom in space. He checked the scanner again and it read the same thing.
"The hell?" the commanding cheetah thought out loud. He walked over to were the weapon officer was. "Put up the shields, I am not sure about this thing we are reading"
"What do you mean the panther asked" as he followed the cheetah to the scanner. They both looked at the scanner as it read the same thing over and over again. The panther looked at the cheetah and simply nodded as he asked one of the pilots to his left to fire up the shields. At the same time, a giant hole opened up that was to be in place of the storm, which included lightning and a vacuum that pulled the cruiser towards the gaping hole which was ripping space to shreds right in front of them.
"THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" the commander asked at the lighting seemed to close up and meet at the center of the hole. It pushed out a massive ship which made the medium class cruiser look like a crumb on a table. The ship slowly pushed itself out of the hole and once half of it emerged it began to fire on the cruiser.
"Shit! Fire back now! Launch fighters!" the cheetah screamed as pulse rounds met the hull and ripped it apart like paper. The shields did not hold out as they flashed green and red when bolts hit it. Within seconds though 20 fighters made their self out into the darkness of space firing off bolts themselves and launching missles. Yet the strike of the fighters was short lived as the ship fired more lasers at the fighters, plucking them off one by one. One flew in front of the bridge as it met with the lasers, causing it to rip to shreds, landing on the hull of the cruiser, blowing up a good portion of the hull.
"May day may day this is CCruiser 1 requesting assistance do you copy?" The panther franticly yelled into the mic which broadcasted to the cruiser 3 miles away. As soon as he was to receive a message back, four missles from the massive enemy ship slammed into the bridge of the cruiser, exposing the crew members to the vacuum of space which sucked them out of the bridge. The panther held on for dear life before scumbing to the demands of space. He flew out of the bridge hitting the hull and was flung into space. He watched for 8 seconds as his eyes shrived into flesh mass and as his fluids were sprayed out of every opening his body had. Yet he was able to watch for those 8 seconds the ship he commanded be ripped apart by laser blast and missile strikes. His final sight was the ship fully come into space and attack the other cruiser that followed him in a manner of seconds.
"Oh dear god" he thought as his brain disintegrated into a mess in his head.
48 hours later...
The team of 4 waited patently for the general to open the door to his room. The team had no doubt that this information that Rocky had could change the outcome of this war. Yet the graphic and terrible fate that Rocky was told about the cruisers over Venom haunted him and was the key reason why he told Marcus. He wanted Marcus to know what kind of enemy they were going to face in the near future.
Why wouldn't the general do something about this? I mean it's in his power to do so Thought Marcus as he sat on the hard and very uncomfortable chair that sat outside the office of the general. Floyd looked over and Marcus and signaled for him to get up as Floyd stood up. Marcus obeyed and they walked around the corner so that no one would be able to eavesdrop. Floyd looked at Marcus with his smirk he had when you were holding out information from him.
"Ok man, what the heck is going on? There is backside information about this and you know it. Might as well tell me know before something bad could happen" Floyd asked of Marcus as Marcus looked down at his combat boots and then at Floyd. Floyd just kept on looking expecting an answer from him.
"Alright fine you win. 2 days ago there was an attack on Cornerian Cruisers about 50 miles away from Venom. What happened was this warp was designed to look like a lightning storm, which caught the cruisers off guard. The issue was that this huge ship came out and started firing on the ships which destroyed them all." Was Marcus' reply.
"That's it?"
"No. The thing is that the general has not done anything about it. Meaning no precautions have been taking to prevent this from happening again."
"Well that sucks, but maybe he is trying to keep political things cool right now Marcus. We can't go and start another war."
"Yeah but at least do something though! It's better than nothing Floyd! Dammit I am going to go up there and do something myself in a mintute-
"Marcus chill your ass down!" came Floyd "We don't know what's going on but we can't go in there about to rip his head off. First lets see what his ideas are and then strike. You can't go all crazy on this ok? I know you want to impress your father but until then chill"
"Fine, but I swear Floyd, mention my father one more time and I swear I will take my pistol and blast you a new one" Marcus replied back to Floyd with a tone in his voice that was rare for Marcus. Never did he attack back at anyone unless he was very stressed or was very angry about something. Marcus walked back to his seat and waited for the general as Floyd walked back and sat down. He did not mean to make Marcus mad, he just wished to get some inside info.
"Everything ok bro?" asked Rocky as Marcus sat down next to him.
"Yeah, just some slight misunderstandings" replied Marcus as he looked at Floyd and smiled a genuine smile.
The four sat down in front of the general as he sat down at his desk and shook hands with the pilots.
"What can I do for you four?" the Basset Hound asked as he took the PDA and plugged it into the computer which scanned the data on it.
"Well sir I was thinking that this information could be of use for the army. It could prevent another major attack." informed Rocky "the enemy we saw was similar to the ones fought during the battle of corneria."
"I see, and you know of this how?"
"All of the information is on the PDA"
With a sigh the Hound looked over to the monitor and selected the link that lead to the PDA. Looking though it he found the folder named "Operation BlackBird". Upon finding the hound looked at the four and gave a questioning look. The wolf among the group knew the folder that the hound was looking and was about to open his but the general held up his paw and stopped Rocky mid sentence. Rocky along with the rest of the team knew that the information that was in the 5 inch PDA was very classified under the Cornerian Defense Board. The General simply stood up and glared at the team. The eyes of the general seemed to burn holes in the skulls of the four sitting there.
"What the hell are you two doing with this information?" the general demanded of the team "this could get your asses thrown out and expelled! This is considered treason under the Cornerian Republic!"
"Sir you do not understand! Our Commander told us to get this information." Came the reply of Jake.
"Sir my name is Marcus McCloud and I think I have a way of taking out the main ship" Marcus interjected in.
"What main ship?" the general asked.
"Sir, the report told of a main ship that was commanded by an alien and and some sort of military force" responded Marcus with a positive tone. "Trust me sir, I know"
The hound looked at the young fox and had a look of disgust and arrogance that sent a surge of anger though the hound. How could the young fox really know what to do when he himself was barely old enough to be in the academy.
"Really? I am not going to buy that crap"-the general replied to Marcus' answer of pride. He had his doubts.
"Sir but-"
"No. All of you out. How can you waste my time. I'll keep the PDA and search the information myself. I will personally send you four to the battle once I find how to destroy the enemy"-snorted the hound. His smirk was enough to cause Floyd to lift up out of his seat and sending it to the ground.
"Thats bull and you know it"-came Floyd as the walked out of the room. The others followed with Jake being the last one. He waited as the other three walked out of the room. With one last look he looked at the General and gave a smirk. The general simply nodded his head and watched as Jake walked out closed the door behind him. Until he was sure they were gone, he picked up a phone and dialed a certain number.
"The information is true. I think we are doomed"
With that he hung the phone up and looked at the wall. With his cold stare he started to weep. Looking up he saw the pictures of his wife. He knew that he had failed her. The star system to him was doomed.