A/N: I'm back! Hope everyone had a good Christmas and New Year. I hope you enjoy this chapter, now the action has begun! I'm hoping to develop the story as I go, though I have a few ideas in mind for future chapters. I'm hoping to keep them relatively short chapters; but I'd love feedback/criticism on my work.
Enjoy!
The base had quickly come alive as various personnel rushed around the internal stations of Gibraltar base. Jet engines were primed, turrets were loaded and Sanded could read the confusion etched into the faces of the men surrounding him. Raina had donned her armour, alongside a pistol that Danse had rushed to show her how it worked. In his power armour, Danse stood half a man taller than most of the soldiers positioned at the base. Yet Danse shuddered when he saw Reinhardt, a man who brought an incredible suit of armour to the field, towering over everyone gathered around him.
"Fighting people I'm not familiar with. Unfortunately common for me these days," said Raina, gripping her axe. It hummed blue as she tested her swing.
"That's hardly a weapon. Barbaric even." Danse had fought raiders countless times. They'd wield weapons with rusty blades and blood smeared across their hilts.
"Don't worry Danse, the enemy won't be alive long enough to feel Stormwind's wrath," Raina pointed over to Reinhardt "I think his weapon is much worse than mine, it's larger than a giant's club!" An explosion outside the hanger cut their conversation, as screams could be heard outside. Machine guns rang out in chorus, followed by short thuds as shelling thrust against the island.
"We need to get into the fight Danse." Raina took her axe and jumped down from the gangway that the pair had stood atop. Raina must have fallen 30ft, but she took the impact with surprising agility, rolling to her feet as she rushed to the hanger doors. Danse leapt down, allowing his armour to cushion his fall. The crash it made on the ground shook the few engineers that were preparing hover jets just a few metres away.
"Ah yes! Ha ha! Glory and honour await us men!" Danse watched as Reinhardt rallied his men and charged into battle. What he didn't expect was the burst of rockets that propelled him forward, his boots scraped against the floor.
"This is a mess," said Danse, prepping his laser rifle as gunshots started to clink against the hanger doors. Danse marched out of the hanger, and witnessed the chaos as fire engulfed the jungle that brushed the landscape. Jets fought for the skies as troop carriers hovered close by, dropping men dressed in black combat overalls and wearing skull helmets that masked their faces.
Raina was already fighting close by Reinhardt, cleaving straight into the first mass of enemy troops. Already the fighting had become a dreadful melee, with soldiers on both sides fighting hand to hand, with the occasional gun shot fired in the centre. Danse felt lucky to have a laser rifle, as the accuracy would help him avoid friendly fire. His first shot melted straight through one soldier's head, leaving smoke rising from his body. Danse would hit some troops with his armour, hearing the sound of cracking bones and broken troops. Raina and Reinhardt were able to push the enemy farther then other units, most of the enemy had either died or retreated. A battle cry behind Danse caught him off guard, and as he turned to face the threat, an arrow slid through the enemies neck. The arrow was lined with blue fletching, and Danse spotted the marksman stood atop a toppled truck. He was glad in blue robes, and he was quite apt at killing quickly. The pair exchanged a nod before Danse found himself absorbed by the fray once more.
"You're amazing Reinhardt! You must come to my world one day, I'm sure you would find great honour there!" Raina swung out at a soldier who tried to slip a knife between her ribs. The soldier falls with a cry of agony, as a surge of lightning courses through his body.
"Yes! I will always find honour, because I am Reinhardt!" Raising his collosal hammer, Reinhardt yelled "Hammer Down!" The thud of the hammer caused the earth to shake like a dragon landing, as all the men stood before Reinhardt were flung to the ground.
Raina saw her chance, and with a mighty shout, she spoke "FUS RO DAH!" Each soldier was propelled off the edge of a cliff face nearby; the force of the shout was so intense, some of the enemy had been stripped of their clothes. Torn fabric littered the ground, and the courtyard stunk of gun smoke and flesh. Reinhardt retreated to gather his strength, as Danse and Raina reunited. Danse saw the blood that had gathered in blotches on Raina's plate, and the fresh blood that soaked her axe. He watched as it started to evaporate from the axe.