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Aboard the "Fang"
Outside Strana-Mechty
May 21st 02:37 GST: 3073 A.D.
Mike jerked awake as an alarm sounded in his ears. He heard a distant voice counting off numbers, and he saw people outside rushing to their stations. A loud boom echoed through the hall and knocked dust off the ceiling into Mike's eyes.
He ran outside and rushed down the corridor to the Bridge of the ship; his way over there was blocked with piles of debris and even a few dead. He ran onto the deck and saw the captain shouting orders, and the officers rushing about with the controls.
"Fire!" The Captain cried with a red face.
Several PPC's and large lasers all fired in quick succession, Mike follow their trail with his eyes and saw them strike an Overlord class drop ship, he saw it melt a hole in a high area of the dorsal structure.
"Target the engines!" Mike suggested over the loud rumblings as a gauss slug hit their Hrothgar.
"Do you want to lead here?" Demanded the Captain.
"No Sir! I was just trying to help." Mike replied before being thrown off his feet. A piece of glass from a shattered cup flew across the room and embedded itself in Mike's cheek, blood dripped from the wound as he pulled it out.
He got up and turned around before leaving.
"I shall be ready to fight if they choose to board us!" Mike then rushed out and back into an elevator. He pushed the button for the mechbay and armory. He cursed the slowness of the elevator but was very thankful when it stopped and dropped him off.
He ran down the hall and opened a steel door by typing in his number on the keypad. He walked in and looked at the shelves, several racks of protective plating and weapons lined the walls. Mike casually grabbed a uniform and put plating over it, before he grabbed a long knife and slinging an automatic over his shoulders. Then he grabbed a small pistol and strapped it to his thigh.
"I should be fine…" He stated as he donned a helmet.
Several times there was a jerk that sent him stumbling several feet, and one sent him out the door.
"Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" Blared the alarm as Mike ran down to a computer terminal. He looked at the layout of the ship with its decks and saw that deck five had been boarded. He ran down to the elevator and cocked his rifle and looked down the sights as the door closed and started to descend.
The elevator stopped, and Dominic rushed in fully armed and carrying a shotgun.
"I'm ready, Star Captain." Dominic saluted.
"Then be ready to fire, because it is going to be hot down there, quiaff?" Mike replied calmly, or as calmly as the situation allowed, which could be labeled as on edge.
As soon as the door opened, a bullet ricocheted off Dominic's shoulder, who repaid it with a round of shot.
They rushed out to the only cover available; doorframes. Mike leaned out and fired a stream of lead into the hall, several of his bullets hit his opponents, but most either bounced off or missed entirely.
"That isn't going to do you any good." Dom said while shaking his head.
"What then do you recommend?" Mike replied as a loud whistle indicated a miss.
"This." Dominic said with a smile while he held up a small container, more like ball. He pulled a pin and tossed it over to where they all stood waiting to fire. Mike ducked as a large explosion sent several dead soldiers by where they stood.
"That worked…" Mike said while shaking his head.
"Let's be off." Dom said as he pointed down the corridor at the small med bay that occupied the space beyond a steel door.
They rushed down the hall with their guns poised and ready. A shout echoed from an intersecting hall, Dom and Mike dove, and rolled to the other side and stopped.
Mike raised his rifle and turned around the corner to see a group of soldiers wearing the uniform of the Falcons. Mike fired several bursts from his gun and emptied the clip in seconds.
Then he slung up his rifle while bringing his laser pistol into use. Two men dropped to their knees as the effects of the bullets silenced them; Dominic also dove out and rolled ahead of Mike while pumping a round into the barrel of his shotgun.
Dom opened up and loosed his scattershot into the belly of one of the soldiers. The fourth man standing tackled Dom and rolled him onto his back.
Mike pulled the trigger and released the charged beam into the heart of a clanner as he dove out of the boarding ship that had latched onto the Hrothgar. Before he ran over to the door to check if there were more. A lead bullet imbedded itself in Mike's arm, proving that there were more men. Mike ignored the pain and lunged out of the doorway.
Dominic still struggled with the large clansman on top of him. He delivered a hefty blow to the man's shin with his foot. But still he didn't waver, he soon got a grip around Dom's neck and started to squeeze. Dominic reached with his hand and brought it into the man's armpit, he pinched the muscles and nerves with a vise-like grip that forced the man to let go of him.
Dominic rolled away while regaining his breath. He turned and faced the clanner while he readied his fists; he partially curled his right hand and deflected a punch from the man with his left. Then he brought his right hand over head and brought a downward blow to the man's chest, specifically his floating rib.
The man collapsed in momentary pain as the rib was dislocated and speared his inner organs. Dom grabbed his pistol and fired a round through his head.
Mike slammed another clip into his rifle and jumped into the docked ship while he blanketed the entire room with bullets. He heard two cries as he found his opponents. Quickly and decisively he threw his combat knife into the chest of the first one to stand.
Then he unloaded the rest of his clip into the next soldier. He rushed over and cleaned his knife. Then he grabbed a few extra clips from the dead men and rushed out to find Dominic shooting the defeated clanner.
Dom tired and sweating from the struggle leaned on the wall for a moment.
"Keep it simple and it will not be so hard." Mike chided while he applied pressure to his arm.
"What would you have done if he was on you?" Dom replied.
"I would have not let him get on me in the first place." Mike said with a smile.
"Fine." Dominic stated as he picked up his shotgun and placed a few more rounds into the magazine.
"Quick!" Mike said as he began to canter down the hall. "They have more men on the inside."
"So be it." Dominic stated as he started running to catch up.
Michael and Dominic turned a corner and were faced by something to be feared, even for a mech: Elementals.
They both opened fire but their bullets helplessly ricocheted off the armor of the giants. Dominic rushed forward and dodged a blast from the Elementals' Lasers. Mike rolled to the side while he targeted the facemask and spewed form metal slugs that downed one elemental.
Three more to go, Dominic slid under the legs of one while another fired their laser where he was. The laser hit one of the Elementals and killed that one.
Dominic jumped up and shot the Elemental that he had just slid under, in the back with two rounds. One shattered the armor, while the other send the giant to the ground.
Mike was unable to dodge the claw-like hand that the Elemental used to bring him face to face with it before it readied its laser.
Mike took his knife and began to kick the Elemental repeatedly, before he plunged the knife into a weak spot on the torso.
Mike fell to the floor and reloaded his gun before he slung it on his back. Then he continued on down the hall with Dominic following quickly after. The thud of their boots hitting the ground timed in with their quick breaths as they trudged doggedly onward towards the docking bay meant for the fighters housed therein.
A/N (I'm not sure if Hrothgar class drop-ships have fighter wings, or docking places for them, but let's just say that this Hrothgar was modified.)
Metal doors parted as they both marched through. Wreckage was strewn everywhere and there seemed to be a battle still raging on. Elementals and Clansmen seemed to be fighting endlessly as lasers and bullets and gyrojet projectiles flew everywhere.
Dominic found a sniper in the hands of a dead clansman, one of the Falcons, but he took it and reloaded it.
"I see one." He stated as he looked through the scope and fixed his crosshairs over the head of a dominating elemental. The recoil of the gun slammed back into his shoulder as an AP round blasted a hole in the head of one of the power armor wearing elementals.
Mike himself dropped from the ledge, since the stairs had been demolished. He slammed in a fresh clip and took aim. Several scientists with laser pistols rallied over to where he was and fell into defensive positions.
"Star captain!" They all said as they saluted for a split second before returning to their business of firing their pistols.
Mike whipped out his laser pistol while picking up another from the ground. He jumped over a barricade and opened up with a volley of split beam laser blasts that sent two elementals to the ground.
Dominic sighted one of the few remaining Falcons and fired again and cored a soldier in the heart. He watched as Mike rolled to the side while firing his quickly over heating pistols.
Mike dropped his pistols as they began to burn his hands; he brought his rifle to bear and in a split second, went to full auto. Tons of ammunition sped from his gun as he charged the last three men. A sniper round cut down one, while the volley from Mike decimated the others.
Michael took a deep breath and looked over to another mechwarrior walking over to him, obviously a lower rank.
"Give me a situation report." Mike said as he took a seat on a crate.
"We have subdued the Jade Falcon ship, though we sustained terrible damage, and are going to be forced to land for repairs. Most of the fighting inside the ship is being mopped up. So far, we have taken forty Falcons as bondsmen." The tired mechwarrior replied with anxiety as the ship creaked and groaned as it tried its best to repair what it could before going through the atmosphere.
"Why would they attack us?" Mike pondered as reviewed the events of the past few days. He was interrupted as Dominic came rushing over.
"So what? Did we win?" He inquired.
"Yes." Mike replied as he took some tweezers to his arm, and tried to remove the bullet.
"You know, that isn't a wise idea…" Dominic said as he what he was doing.
"Does it look like I care?" Mike asked rhetorically.
"No, but I seriously suggest that you forget the whole macho make up and go to the med room." Dom said with a grin that spread over his dirty face.
"Dom… you need to shave." Mike said as he gave in.
"Really? Do you think so?" Dom said while rubbing the stubble on his chin as he walked Michael over to the medical center of the ship.
"Yes, and you need to shower." Mike said as he noticed the horrendously obvious odor of BO.
"I think that smell is coming from you; you were the one running so much." Dominic chidingly remarked before adding: "I bring the Paine!"
"So you think…" Mike uttered under his breath as he walked into a messed up med lab.
So guys… what did you think? Did I do all right? Well please review this time, and well, give any ideas if you have some.
Also, any constructive criticism would be appreciated.
Thank you Kat Wylder and Rouge Baron for your helpful information and comments. Both greatly appreciated.
Once again, wait till later.
-Tremble Wolf