Disclaimers: I do not own Battletech.

A/N: This is a short preview for the upcoming chapter.

Preview

Captain Miranda Aguilera, otherwise known as Behemoth, was sleeping away on her rack in her own private quarters on the ACS Argo. Such luxuries were a rarity back in her pirate days and even more so once she joined up with the Marauders. In fact, it wasn't until the Argo had more than a few upgrades that Dragon allowed her and her fellow lance commanders to have their own rooms once space was available. When the four of them ask why their commander simply stated that he was rewarding them for the loyalty that they have shown to him and the company. Such a statement earned him a hug from Glitch but nothing beyond an eye roll and a mutter "thank you" from Behemoth herself. But now that she was getting used to sleeping soundly by herself and not having to deal with other people coming and going, deep down she was immensely grateful to Dragon for doing this.

Too bad that feeling wouldn't last for long.

BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! MECHWARRIORS, PREPARE FOR EMERGENCY DROP! I REPEAT, PREPARE FOR EMERGENCY COMBAT DROP!"

Behemoth found herself leaping out of her rack and landing on the floor with a heavy thud as alarms bell rang throughout her room.

"Goddamn it!", she screams out as she got up and quickly dresses herself, running out into the hallway while still trying to put her shirt on.

"Whoa, quite a view you're giving us right now!", she hears Medusa chide as he too comes running out of his room which was down the hall from hers, buttoning up his pants while trying not to fall.

"Shut the hell up before I knock you the fuck out!", Behemoth threatens just as both Glitch and Dekker come running out of their quarters, the noble already fully dress and ready to go while Glitch was still wiping the sleep from her eyes while she too was struggling to put on a shirt. By the time the four of them got to the elevator that led to the mechbay, they were all fully clothed though still struggling to get fully awake.

ALL INFANTRY COMPANIES, REPORT TO YOUR MUSTERING STATIONS! ALL PILOTS ARE TO REPORT TO THEIR AEROFIGHTERS! ALL ARMORED CREWS ARE TO REPORT TO THEIR DESIGNATED VEHICLES!

"Damn it, can't this thing go any faster?", Behemoth finds herself cursing as the elevator zoom down to its destination.

LANCE ALPHA, REPORT TO LEOPARD 1! LANCE BETA, REPORT TO LEOPARD 2! LANCE CHARLIE, REPORT TO LEOPARD 3! LANCE DELTA IS TO REMAIN ON STANDBY ONBOARD ARGO!

The elevator comes to a halt on the mechbay floor and the doors open up to reveal a frenzy of movements going on within the confines of the compartment. Techs were running back and forth in all bays in an attempt to prepare the mechs while Yang was in the center of it all, barking orders while using both his arms to direct his crews.

"Finish up on that Wolverine! Prep that Battlemaster for launch! Hurry up and reload all the LRMs on that Archer! Billy, I swear if all those jump jets on that Griffin aren't ready in the next thirty seconds, I'm going to ram my arm up your ass and it's not going to be my real one! Let's move it, people!"

The lance commanders came bolting out the elevators and made their way to the locker room not far from it where the other mechpilots were converging on. Dekker turns to his left and notices three pilots already dress out and heading toward him.

"Adrenaline, you're dropping in the Locust! Bearclaw, make ready to fight in the Thunderbolt! Arbiter, I need you in the Trebuchet ASAP! I'll be leading in the Battlemaster!" he orders and the three of them give a salute before heading to their stations.

"Archangel, get your pretty ass in your Griffin! Big Sly, why the fuck are you already in the cockpit of your Panther? King Wolf, God help your ass if you don't get in that piece of shit mech you call a Quickdraw! Getting moving bitches and don't worry, I'll be babysitting all you from my Atlas!", Behemoth barks to her three pilots as she got in her combat suit.

"Pathfinder, Raven. Sabrewolf, Hunchback. Strider, Archer. Myself, Victor", Medusa calmly tells his lance who all respond with a simple nod before departing for their mechs.

"Okay, Ronin, I need you to be a great pilot today and really kick the enemies' butt in your Javelin! Paladin, go out there in your Enforcer and show the bad guys what you're made of! Hammer, you're going to do awesome in your JagerMech, you just have to believe in yourself! But don't worry if you mess up, I'll have your back in the Cyclops!", Glitch tells her guys as she gave them a pump fist.

"COMBAT DROP WILL COMMENCE IN FIVE MINUTES!"

A/N: Full chapter coming soon.