Titanfall: The losing side

by Golden Sheath

After losing Demeter and there Specter production facility the IMC is now losing the war on the Frontier, in the midst of the chaos a young pilot joins the IMC will he rise to become the hero of the IMC? and tamer of the frontier? or will he join the growing corpses of his fellow comrades falling to the Militia... (Rated M for violence, blood, swearing and maybe lemons)

26. The seige of Angel City part 2

Titanfall the Losing side episode 25 The seige is Angel city part 2

I do not own Titanfall, only this fanfic, please enjoy.

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AN/ Warning, extreme acts of violence, gore and suffering are in this chapter reader discretion may be advised, You have been warned.

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Travis Mercury/ Alpha squad/ District 27/ Angel City

"FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUCK!" "FUUUUUUUUUCK!"

Travis screamed at the top of his lungs as his Atlas ran through the burning streets, rubble and burning projectiles falling all around him, nearly hitting and crushing his Titan. The scene in front and around him was one of absolute carnage and fiery ruin, buildings were collapsing, fire was tearing the skies apart and men were burning alive all around him. Travis didn't know what to do aside from run and keep running, block by block, street by street. The mic was filled with either static and/or the screams of panicking and dying men, as he pushed his Titan to the left through a bunch of upturned and mangled cars, he saw on the end of the street a squad of IMC grunts trying to help one of their member who was on fire, the grunt was running as flames consumed him in the rapidly ash filled atmosphere as the other grunts ran after him to try and help him. Travis could not hear the death cries of the man thanks to the both the carnage of his surroundings and the static on the mic but a dark part of his mind could imagine it. Could imagine the flesh being burned to blackened charr and slluffing off, the blood boiling away and the skeleton becoming a charred husk and seemingly unable to be saved by his comrades who were trying to help him.

This was his home, a home he grew up in and now it was burning down all around him.

"Sgt Mercury"

He forced his mind out of that dark corner and into the present (which wasn't much of an improvement) as his Atlas jumped over a wall separating two living blocks from one another and onto a main road which led to the main district cross over points from district 27 to district 28 and ran right into a burning IMC Stryder flailing about, half of it was caved in from a heavy impact and was on fire. This time Travis did hear the scream, the pilot inside wailed in horrifying agony as the flames devoured both him and his Titan, his loudspeaker was switched on so Travis heard everything. He pressed his Atlas on and in his panic, didn't realise he barged into the Stryder with his Atlas sending it to the ground were it continued to writhe.

"Sgt Mercury"

"Oh God what's going on!? What the fuck is happening!?"

"Sgt Mercury, please listen to me" said his Titan AT 2467, but Yravis wasn't listening, panic had gripped him and would not realese it's talons in him yet.

He next found a IMC force who were still fighting against the Militia, both forces taking cover and staying hidden aside from leaning out and firing potshots at the enemy. Even when hell was falling down around them it still didn't stop the war, small arms, LMG and rockets rounds criss crossed the surrounding ruined buildings, roads and blockades. In the middle of the firefight an IMC Ogre and Militia Atlas slugged it out like brawlers. If he was sound of mind Travis would of assisted the Ogre in taking down the Militia Atlas but he was in a panicked haze and his Atlas sprinted straight through the battlefield, multiple rounds bounced harmlessly off his Titan's sheilds. He ran through a checkpoint that was half destroyed, a bunch of Militia grunts and freedom fighters was taking cover inside it and when his Atlas ran through it he crushed half of them leaving the rest leaping for safety.

Travis knew his Titan was trying to get his attention, he could hear a dim yet deep voice trying to talk to him but it was distant and faint. With his heart beating through his chest, his lungs constantly inhaling and exhaling shallow breaths at a rapid rate, his eyes constantly darting everywhere at once and his thoughts a constant screw up of babbling nonsense. He ran past the Titan brawl not even bothering to assist as he continued to run.

The IMC Ogre was knocked back by a volly of slaved warheads as the Militia Atlas stood up and ran at it. The Ogre swung a massive fist at the Atlas who doged aside with a dash and came in from the side with a punch which the Ogre blocked and sent an uppercut in reply, the Militia Atlas smashed the uppercut aside with an elbow and kneed the Ogre in it's metal stomach which did almost nothing as the Ogre sent another punch which the Atlas again dodged but the Ogre then spun and backhanded the Atlas sending it reeling with a dent just left of it's centre. The Militia Pilot inside his Titan knew the much bigger IMC Ogre could flatten him with a few solid hits, speed would be integral in this fight. The Ogre advanced and swung a massive fist which the Atlas ducked and replied with a underhand hit to the to the Ogres cockpit cracking it in a few places, the Ogre sent a turning kick into the Atlas's side making it buck to the right but before it could capitalise, the Atlas dashed to the side and behind the IMC Ogre and quite literally jumped on it's back and started sending blow after blow into the top of the Ogre.

The IMC Ogre stumbled forwards almost flattening some Militia grunts who were taking a chance running in the open to find better cover, as the Militia Atlas tried to and was succeeding to crumple first it's top armor then it's circuitry with it's titanium fists. The Ogre twisted and flailed as it tried to throw the Atlas off but it clung on tight, so the Ogre dashed to the left and sent itself and the Militia Atlas into the nearest building, it shook and collapsed on top of the two struggling metal giants but neither paid it any mind as the Ogre finally reached up and grabbed the right arm of the Atlas and gripped it tight. The Ogre then threw the Atlas over itself and sent it crashing to the ground, but during the fall the Atlas managed to use some of the momentum to land of it's side instead of flat on it's back where it would be vulnerable to a stomp of the Ogres massive foot, however it still caused damage to it's right leg as it hit the ground.

The Militia Atlas rapidly twisted to stand on one knee but it could do nothing as the IMC Ogre brought it's elbow down on it's opponents right arm, shattering the metal and rendering the whole limb nearly ineffective. The Ogre then aimed its rocket salvo at the beligerd Atlas, it's intentions obvious but then the Militia Titan reacted using its remaining arm to grab the rocket slavo by it's holding racks and ripped them off before they could fire, spinning the racks in it's hand the Atlas slammed it into the face of the IMC Ogre. The resulting explosion mangled most of the fingers on the Militia Atlas's left hand but the Ogre got the worst of it, the explosion of all of the rockets blowing up in it's face was half the cockpit of the Ogre getting ripped off, showing the struggling Pilot inside as the IMC Titan was almost knocked to it's ass. The Atlas then dashed forwards with a punch trying to crush the IMC Pilot but the IMC Ogre knocked the punch aside with it's forearm then dashed forward and grabbing the Atlas's face and threw a punch. Having it's momentum immediately cut off the Atlas tried to turn away from the strike but was only partially successful, the hit still sent it reeling and as it righted itself the Militia Atlas fired a load of slaved warheads at the Ogre but this time it brought up a vortex sheild, caught the munitions and released them back at it's opponent.

The Warheads hit the Militia Atlas in it's legs both armoured and damaged making it stumble as the armor was blasted off, in some parts the bare pistons were visible. It was all the chance the Ogre needed. It ran and jumped, bringing both it's fists down on the Atlas doing heavy damage then the Ogre brought it's foot down and crushed the Atlas's right knee socket driving it's enemy to one knee. The Atlas desperately threw a punch but it was caught. The Ogre then grabbed both arms of the Atlas and proceeded to rip them off before slamming them into the Atlas's torso, but it was then fate intervened. Just as the IMC Ogre was about to deliver the final blow to it's enemy a large chunk of burning debrie falling from the sky struck the Ogre from behind, it struck with such force and blazing power that it near instantly killed the IMC Pilot inside his Ogre and making it fall nearly on top of the now beaten Militia Atlas in a burning heap, spareing the Militia Pilot from his fate by the slimmest of margins.

"Sgt Murcury, calm down and listen to my words!"

His Titan was now shouting at him which was now finally starting to get him through to him and to stop panicking, he took deep breaths and held them for as long as possible to calm his jackhammer of a heart. His thoughts slowed and he started to take more time to observe his surroundings and found himself at the entrence of district 28. In his mania, he didn't realise he had taken his Titan to the edge of his assigned district.

"Calm yourself Sgt, deep breaths, you need to pull yourself together and start thinking properly"

"Yes...Yes I...understand"

"Keep breathing Sgt. Breathe."

Travis did as his Titan told him, focusing on bringing air into his lungs. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.

"You need to get in contact with the rest of Alpha squad, get on the mic and find their location, they are not detectable on my hud"

With his heartbeat slowing down to mildly acceptable levels and being able to control his breathing again, Travis got on the mic and tried to contact his squad while directing his titan back into District 27.

"Alpha squad this is Murcury do you read?"

Static answerd.

"I say again, this is Sgt Travis Murcury do you read?"

Again only static was on the mic.

"Can you hear me alpha squad, this is Sgt Mercury, I am on the outskirts of district 27 can you hear me?"

This time their was a reply. It was slightly muffeld in static, but it was understandable.

"Travis, is that you? It's Candice, how the hell did you end up at the outskirts of our district!?" Candice's voice was strained and concentrated, it was obvious wherever she was, she is in combat.

"I...got seperated by falling debrie, the mic is only now just working, where is your location? I'll make my way over to you."

"I'll mark my location on your HUD, get your toned ass over here, we've got Militia crawling out of the god dammed walls"

"Roger that I'm on my way" said Travis advancing forward in his Atlas.

"Sgt Murcury, lieutenant Sanderson's location is several clicks south of here, her location is now marked on the hud. I'd recommend you take Traranis street to the south east and it will lead you straight there." Said AT 2467.

"Acknowledged AT, time to haul ass"

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Rosemary Jones/ 64 Drop force/ District 50/ Angel city

Rosemary's Stryder slowly rose out of the rubble that had coverd it, inside the Titan, the Pilot ran through damage checks making sure everything was still in working order and acceptable parameters. Completing her checks, Rosemary's Stryder took one step fotwards then another before being contacted from another Militia Titan.

"All call in, is everyone alright?" A female British voice came from a Militia Atlas that was pulling off a large chuck of rubble from its top and rolling it aside.

"Lieutenant Jones reporting, all system still operational" replied Rosemary.

"Sgt Zang Lang reporting, still ready for combat" said Yin. Her Stryder coming into view, the big dent on the front caused by the IMC Ogre Rosemary had taken down still able to be seen dispite the falling dust.

Now that Judgment had descended and had obliterated a massive chunk of the IMC'S ground forces a falling dust cloud was now covering Angel city, like a fall out of a nuclear blast...which technically is what it is actually was. Visibility was starting to be strained as the dust dimmed out the sun, it wasn't a problem for Titan's and/or Pilot's though since their helmets and sensors had infa-red that could easily see into the dying light.

"Good" said Gates linking up with them "Judgement has crashed, now we push the attack, the main wave of our forces will be landing very soon."

Both Stryders followed the Atlas down several streets before running Into a charging crowd of Freedom fighters and Militia grunts who were themselves charging into a barricade of IMC grunts. Several of those grunts were armed with Spitfires and the brand new X-55 Devotion LMG'S. As the crowd charged, a hail of bullets and energy rounds took down almost the entire front line of attackers. This caused the hundreds strong crowd to either take cover or to press forward anyway and use their greater numbers and firepower to keep the IMC grunts suppressed.

"Alright ladies, IMC position up ahead let's take it out and push forwards." Gates said while her Titan's XO-16 Chaingun spat lead death at the IMC Grunts taking cover. Rosemary and Yin did the same, launching both rocket and round at their enemy. The effects were near instant, sections of the barricade were blasted wide open, often some of the IMC grunts who were defending their position were thrown into the air, some with holes in them, others with limbs or even heads missing. The mass of Militia grunts and freedom fighters seeing this surged forwards to take the waining IMC position but the remaining IMC grunts who were left still held their ground, R-101's Spitfires and X-55 Devotions firing desperately. (some IMC grunts were even blind firing, keeping their heads down under cover as they fired at the Militia's general direction)

It was then weapons fire came from the building behind the barricade as well as the buildings that were on the street the Militia were charging down, some fire was directly to the flanks of the Militia, dozens of Militia grunts and freedom fighters were slain within the first few seconds which caused the large Militia force to immediately break up and either grab what cover they could find on the street, or immediately fire back and assault the building IMC forces were held up in.

"Ambush" said Rosemary with mild approval as she turned her rapid fire Quad Rocket to the building's right of street, she opened fire and rockets pepperd the buildings blasted chunks of concrete and metal from their infrastructure and making the hostile weapons fire cease.

"Since when does the IMC improvise?" Asked Yin.

"They are reeling and desperate, they are on the brink, let's push them off, turn and face the ambushers but keep pushing forwards. We have two of Pilot's coming to back us up." Orderd Gates as she continued to attack the remaining IMC grunts at the barricade, and sending a cluster missile at the building behind it.

Inside her Stryder, Yin put up a partical wall to stop a couple of rockets from hitting her but then two thrown satchel charges hit her on the side, they detonated destroying her sheilds and causing damege. Yin grunted as she immediately swirled her Titan to face her attackers, two IMC Pilot's were jumping away on their jump packs both firing their anti Titan weapons as they went. Sidewinder and Mag launcher granades detonating on her Titan's armor as she fierd back using her 40mm cannon, the powerful armor piercing rounds bearly missing their targets as the IMC Pilot's dogged and evaded. One of them turned and threw another satchel charge at Yin but she dashed backwards, avoiding the explosion that happened next and aimed her primary weapon at said Pilot, a single shot was needed and a single shot was given.

The IMC Pilot was struck full on by the 40mm round and an explosion of fire, blood, bone, metal and body fragments were the result. But Yin's troubles weren't over yet as a Charge rifle round hit her Stryder making it flinch to the left she spotted another IMC Pilot Charge rifle in one hand SMART pistol in the other. He was flying through the air and as Yin locked onto him, he fired, a powerful beam of armor piercing energy struck the Stryder in it's dented plate, crumpling it even more and making Yin's shot miss by a few inches.

Frustrated Yin dashed forwards but too late did she realise another IMC Pilot, a female threw an Arc mine right in front of the dashing Stryder, it detonated making the Stryder stumble. As the Titan shook in electrical spazam's two more rockets were launched from a IMC grunt squad. Eyes widening, Yin tried to put up another partical wall but her Titan could not respond in time, making a instant decision Yin pulled the ejector harness and a split second later she was shooting upwards as the two rockets hit her Stryder on it's weakened front. The Stryder was consumed in an explosion as its insides were torn apart, it fell to the ground in a burning heap. Yin landed on the rooftop of a building, as she quickly got her bearings she readied her D-2 Double take, a weapon made for close range sniper support and went hunting.

Rosemary meanwhile had a IMC Pilot caught in her Stryders hand, she had span around her Titan on one foot while dashing forwards and caught him trying to rodeo her Stryder, she then slammed him into a wall of a nearby building once, twice then thrice. Each time with such force that blood landed on her Stryders cockpit including her winged emblem. As she then threw away the dead, broken thing that had once been a Human she saw Yin eject from her Stryder before two rockets from Archer heavy rocket launchers destroyed it, quickly ignoring the tinge of worry in her gut for her freind, Rosemary looked to the rooftops, IMC and Militia Pilot's were dueling up there.

A fierce crash was heard by all and the ground shook violently, looking to the left Rosemary saw burning and falling rubble and a lot of it, the next stage of the Militia's plan had begun, destroying the massive walls that had kept Angel city devided and easy to control for so long with pinpoint ordnance from the Militia fleet, this told her that not only was the plan on the ground going well but things were also well in orbit. With a half smile on her face Rosemary dashed forwards in her Stryder and picked up a contact on her hud.

"Enemy Titan inbound"

"Coming to your location to back you up" replied Gates who had helped the Militia ground forces push both forwards and outwards through the IMC ambush taking buildings and streets as they went.

"Take your time" replied Rosemary making sure Gates heard the smile in her words "I've got this"

"Don't get cocky Rose" Gates chided good naturedly.

The IMC Titan came into view it was a Stryder like hers, the exception was it's paint job. While, silver and blue were the colors it had. A infamous colour scheme for the stone hearted and greedy rulers of the Frontier...A Bonehead insignia was on the Titans front and side and it was armed with an XO-16 Chaingun.

Both Titan's fierd at the same time Quad rockets and XO rounds flew through the air at their targets, while this was happening Angel city was still burning, dozens of buildings in districts all over the city firestorms meters high were scorching everything in their path and a thick smog of dust had descended across the entire city, a final punishment from Judgments fall.

Now, the walls were coming down, one by one Angel city's districts were unified once more after decades of IMC tryranny, under the careful, accurate and precise baptism of fire at the hands of the Militia 1'st fleet.

Amongst the chaos two Stryders battled one another, maximising their speed and agility as the duled through streets that were checked with smog and buildings that were wrecked, bearly holding together, on fire or a combination of the three.

The IMC Stryders XO-16 rounds rapidly witteld down Rosemary's sheilds and the IMC pilot inside was fast enough to avoid the majority of her rockets, so she took cover behind a building and stayed there, the IMC Titan dashed around to the right and rapidly closed the distance onto the building his enemy was behind. He was forced to dash backwards and around to the left as Rosemary, waiting for him dashed right at him unleashing a torrent of rockets that rapidly destroyed his sheilds. The IMC Stryder launched it's own rocket salvo to clear some distance but Rosemary kept up the pressure and launched more and more rockets at her enemy, the IMC Stryder rapidly dashed from left to right firing back with his XO-16 but taking some damage from his Militia enemy, Rosemary ran out of ammunition and started to reaload but that was the break that the IMC Styrder needed, as he unleshed a hot leaden death at the other Stryder making it properly back off and making it's sheilds pop. Metal was torn open and apart as the XO-16 empited it's magazine, rockets blazed to life as Rosemary attacked again dashing left and flanking her opponent but the IMC Stryder kept up with her and not letting her get the advantage, he acivated his Dash core while rapidly realoding and avoiding the rockets being launched at him. Rosemary dashed towards and swung her Quad Rocket in a baseball bat motion at the other Stryder, however the IMC Pilot used the butt of his XO-16 to deflect the strike and launched another rocket salvo into her side, making the Militia Titan stumble as metal bled and broke apart.

"Dammit!" Thought Rosemary "This guy's good!"

Activating her own Dash core, Rosemary span arround and launched another cluster missile which hit the other Stryder square in the face making it jump back and causing some damege. Both Stryders took off, dashing hard and fast as bullets and rockets were launched and either hit their targets and caused damage, or missed and tore into the buildings behind them. Rosemary continued to fire away, she knew the ordanence of a Quad rocket even with a rapid fire mod was much more powerful than a XO-16 Chaingun and she aimed just forward of her opponents position so the rockets hit on target. She waited, both Stryders sped through Angel City's burning streets, Dash cores still online, she still waited, both Stryders had now taken considerable damage from their battle, Rosemary waited more, even when they barged into a firefight between several squads of IMC Specters and a force of Militia grunts. Both Pilot's ignored the fight focusing on their own, even as a building engulfed in flames collapsed and buried a few of the Specters.

She waited until...now!

The IMC Styrder dash core finally ran out and Rosemary struck, she sent a kick at her opponent, the IMC Pilot tried to avoid but was not fast enough as it was hit fall on and struck back, his Militia enemy brought up her Quad rocket and blasted him with rocket after rocket, reeling, he fired both his primary and secondary weapons at once however the mass of bullets and rockets was largely inaccurate. Rosemary's dash core itself finally stopped but she sent a punch at her damaged enemy but again he used his XO-16 to deflect the strike, damaging the limb and raised it's leg in reply.

Rosemary gasped in shock as the IMC Stryders leg stomped down onto her Titan's left knee joint nearly snapping it, but that gasp turned to a growl as she elbowed her opponent in the face then jumping up and delivering her right knee into her opponents chest, the IMC Stryder threw up it's arms in a defensive stance as it tried to get away from more and more blows from it's angry counterpart, Rosemary let him go before levelling her Quad rocket and sending one last rocket barrage at her enemy. The IMC Stryder had chunks ripped out of it and was spinning around while falling to the ground when at long last it's Pilot ejected from his dying Titan.

"Enemy Titan down" said Rosemary a little breathlessly, it had been a while since she was challenged to that extent.

"Did you get the Pilot?" Asked Gates who had followed the fight and was just a couple of blocks away.

"No, he escaped, he was good. Hell I quite enjoyed that" Rosemary smiled.

"Don't ponder on your win yet, we still have a city to take, let's get moving" ordered Gates

Rosemary raised her Quad rocket in a salute to her escaped foe who had landed on a nearby building with more of his ilk, before turning a limping away.

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Kax Autto/ Hammer Squad/ District 50/ Angel City

Kax landed with a grunt next to Roxy who was kneeling down behind an air duct that was sticking out of the buildings roof, she was looking through the scope of her stabilized Kraber AP sniper rifle, aimed and fierd. One shoting a Militia Pilot who was flying through the air. The shot immediately stopped his forward momentum and he fell to the streets below.

"That Stryder is still operational" said Roxy as she racked another high velocity AP round into place.

Kax looked over and downwards at his previous opponent, he saw the bloodied winged emblem of the Militia Stryder who was now limping away "barely, it's heavily damaged, it won't be bothering anyone anytime soon, but that Pilot is definitely Ex IMC."

Roxy looked over at the Titan with an eyebrow raised "You sure about that?"

Kax nodded "Definitely, the way he or she maximised there core and attacked with maximum firepower but also with careful patience is a trademark of IMC training, I'd say they graduated from Whitehead training grounds itself."

IMC and Militia Pilots had uniquely different training regimes, IMC Pilot training taught Pilot's to have patience, discipline and determination in equal value, to strike in the right place at the right time to cause maximum damage with any type of firepower, from the 40mm cannon to the Triple Threat launcher to the Plasma railgun an IMC Pilot, depending on the weapon he or she is using, know's when and where to strike with said weapon for the greatest chance to achieve a kill. Militia Pilot's meanwhile are trained to be opportunists and risk takers, due to the Militia's early days of not nearly having enough resources and training as it does now, Militia Pilot's had to take every opportunity they could get and change tactics on the fly. As a result of this they learned to have greater adaptability and flexibility on the battlefield than their IMC foes, the modern day Militia Pilot is a hunter, seeking out the best targets and taking them down the best way that opportunity can provide. While they are still not as well trained as IMC Pilot's they can run circles around them in adaptability.

That means, a Pilot that has had the IMC's patience and discipline mixed with the Militia's evolved opportunistic tactics, was one of the most deadliest threats on the battlefield.

"That winged emblem, we will need to keep an eye out for that in the future" said Roxy as she fierd off another round.

"Harris what's the situation on your end?" Asked Kax through the mic.

"Aside from watching the city's walls get taken down one by one and nearly getting overrun? Me, Alex and a few other Pilot's are doing just dandy sweetie, are you coming to back us up?

"We will be with you ASAP Harris, be advised hostile Titans are moving away from your area so that should ease the pressure a bit."

"I think not sweetie" replied Harries as in the distance another large wall separating Districts 73 and 74 was destroyed by more precise fire from the Militia fleet. "We are up to our socks in Militia forces at the moment, I'd get here soon if I were you or we may lose this district."

"Affermitive, we are moving now, ETA five to ten minutes, Kax out."

Kax ended the link with a frown. Since they arrived in district 50 he had decided to call in his Titan for increased armor support while the rest of the squad split up, Roxy stuck to the rooftops providing sniper support, Alex would of done the same if she hadn't of decided to assist Harris and 2 other IMC Pilots in taking on the three Militia Titan's. As the IMC grunts and Specters of the district set up an ambush to trap a large Militia force, the IMC Pilot's fell upon the Titan's and maneged to destroy one of them while losing a Pilot in the process, the was until a couple of squads of Militia Pilot's attacked and the IMC Pilot's turned to face them before being forced to withdraw. Kax meanwhile was shooting his way through Militia ground forces and freedom fighters until he took on that Militia Stryder.

"We've got to move, Harris needs our support" said Kax running too then off the roof, Roxy said nothing as she followed him even though she outranked him, necessity demands they back up their comrades. Both Pilot's started to wall run towards a position south of them where muzzle flashes and the rounds of weapons shot in rapid fire could still be seen dispite the smog, building by building weather it be destroyed or not both Pilot's, experienced and battle hardened by their own right easily jumped and flew across the streets. If their were civilians watching them they would be nothing but blue and silver coloured blurs.

Kax spotted a Militia Pilot wall running on the edge of the battlezone where Harris, Alex and more IMC forces were currently fighting for their lives. The Militia Pilot landed and fierd down on a target underneath him out of sight to Kax, the IMC Pilot changed direction and leaped high into the air, the Militia Pilot rapidly grew in size as Kax bore down on him.

WHAM!

Kax landed right on top of him and with such force that bones broke, the Militia Pilot let out a pained whimper as Kax put his GA-24 rifle to his head fierd a single shot, ending the poor man's suffering instantly. Walking to the edge of the roof of the building Kax looked down at what the Militia Pilot was shooting at, a few squads of Specters lay dead beneath him, he ignored the dead machines and kept moving. He caught up with Roxy and took occasional pot shots at any targets that were close enough, however that unfortunately got them the attention of multiple grunt squads and a few times the sporadic fire that was launched back at them came close to actually hitting him as he ran between buildings and through the streets. He could see the multistorey building where his comrades were currently held up in.

Suddenly Kax and Roxy were thrown off their feet by a missile explosion, they landed hard, the air being driven from their lungs as a large shadow flew across their vision. Kax gasped for air as he groggily stood up, but a hand gripped his shoulder and dragged him into the open door of what appeared to be a garage, and a big one at that. Veichels of all types were lined up or on lifters with engine, suspension and turbo parts taken out and placed on stools or work tabels.

"Keep moving!" Shouted Roxy as she continued to help Kax forward "That Goblin is coming back around for another run!"

Looking at her, Kax noticed that Roxy was struggling and in just as much pain he was, her face was scrunched up in pain filled focus and she was breathing irregularly.

Bullets ravaged the wall behind them as the Militia Goblin open fire with it's machine guns, the IMC pilots ran as fast and as hard as they were able exiting the garage just as the Goblin launched several more missiles, the resulting explosions mixed with the combustible gasses and liquids found in the veichels and across the garage, made the entire building explode outwards in a spectacle of fire and fury.

Kax and Roxy continued to run, if they used their jumpkit and wallran they would be an easy target for the Goblin so they stuck to the streets, running straight into a firefight. IMC grunts and Specters fought against Militia grunts in what appeared to be a construction site, both ground forces had taken cover behind half made walls, damaged construction veichels and if failing that, holes in the ground. Both sides were ferociously shooting at the other and were taking casualties as a result, Militia grunts were shot dead by precise IMC fire power while IMC Specters were ripped apart by Militia vollys from assault rifles and SMG's alike, IMC grunts were taken out from the side by Militia flanking attempts and both sides used granades to blow apart positions which held squads of their enemy's. All of this combined with the thick smog made it a truest definition of a warzone.

Kax immediately took cover alongside a squad of grunts behind a partially damaged wall and despite the hellish atmosphere, they smiled at his appearance.

"We got a Pilot with us, now the odds are in our favour" said one grunt, he was young and appeared to be having fun dispite the bulletstorm that was happening around him.

"Two Pilot's" said Kax motioning upwards to where Roxy was using her grappling hook to get to a higher position amongst the construction.

"Even better, we'll clear this place out no time"

"Stop being so naive Theodore" a second grunt sitting with his back against the wall. He looked older but not enough for wrinkles to start forming on his face "We're still up shit creek, the appearance of two Pilot's is only gonna make things worse"

Ignoring the pessimism of the second grunt Kax quickly peeked over the top of the wall to the Militia positions in front of them, it was a killzone out there, Grunts and Specters of both sides litterd the grounds their blood turning the ground a reddish brown and half made building's had either collapsed or were close to. However the thick smog did provide good cover if one was quiet enough.

Also, he had a cloak, perks of being a Pilot.

"This is turning out to be a lovely day sir" said a grunt Sargent, his rank on the side of his left arm, he had shades over his eyes and...was that a golden tooth?

"Yep, this is exactly why I signed the application" replied Kax with slight sarcasm as he slotted in a fresh magazine into his rifle.

The Sargent laughed "What's the plan sir?"

"Those fine gentlemen over there have multiple positions set up and it looks like they are about to charge, we'll beat them at their own game, I'm going to go up through the middle while in cloak and take out their main position with a satchel charge, this will send them into confusion, that's when you people attack. Sound and simple yes?"

"They've got a LMG position out there" said a third grunt, he was wearing a full helmet so his face was coverd, a sniper shot rang out from above and the machine gun fire abruptly stopped.

The grunt paused "...Had a LMG position..." he corrected himself.

"We'll be ready to move" said the Sargent "I'll make sure everyone's ready"

"Oh wonderful, I've been waiting to get killed all day" said the second grunt.

This time Kax turned and looked at the grunt, his helmeted head staring straight through the IMC soldier. The grunt held his stare for a brief second before looking away.

"Congratulations Davis, you are officially 'The Cunt' " said the first grunt Theodore, also giving Davis an unimpressed look.

His point made, Kax acivated his cloak and ran into the killzone, he'd normally avoid going up through the middle as it was rather a quick way of getting killed however their was dead flat ground all around him, bodies were strewn about the place, in both IMC white and Militia brown, if the IMC forces are to take back this construction site they have to cover the dead ground quickly which meant causing confusion and uncertainly in the Militia ranks. As he ran he saw a IMC grunt taking cover in a hole, a religious symbol connected to a small necklace that was in his hands, the grunt was shaking and praying his heart out. "Poor Basterd" Thought Kax, hopeing at least this grunt will servive this day, he ran on making maximum use of the smog as cover.

He avoided the small positions where a few or a lone IMC or Militia grunt stubbenly held and fought on and kept low, his cloak was starting to run low so he sped up and before his tactical ability ran out he hid behind a truck that was just beside a mostly destroyed building, it was there where the LMG position was and it was firing again. A Spitfire from the sound of it sending death at the IMC positions, since he was out of cloak it will only be a matter of time before he was spotted. He contacted Roxy.

"Rox.."

"Hey it's a Pi..*CRACK*!"

A Militia grunt spotted him and tried to raise the alarm, but a sniper shot took the right side of his head in an explosion of blood, skull and brain matter.

"I've still got you coverd Kax" said Roxy over the mic.

"Good, things are about to get crazy" replied Kax as he primed a satchel charge and ran out of cover, he shot a Militia grunt who spotted him and threw the satchel into the LMG position. The satchel detonated and everything and everyone inside the building was blown to bits, the effect was instant as most Militia grunts Immediately stopped firing and looked behind them to find their support in flames, Kax took cover behind a wall and waited, this was the hard part, he had done this before back on Boneyard and Airbase Sierra. He had created a distraction and now he had to hold on until reinforcements arrived.

Maybe this time he won't get wounded.

The first squad of Militia came to investigate, three grunts, three shots from his GA24 and they were down. Kax moved, now that his position was known to stay still meant death, he tried calling for another Titan but the comms were distorted and could not hear his order properly, mentally cursing, Kax dropped to one knee behind a large concrete pillar and killed another squad of grunts, not missing a single shot, he took cover as multiple Militia grunts fierd on him from their positions but many were charging him, their carbines and SMG's blazing.

Kax threw out another satchel charge and it detonated, while not killing any hostiles Kax used the explosion and subsequent dust cloud to use as cover. Cloaking again, he ran for it and maneged to fool some of his attackers but not all, while shouts of confusion and anger came from the mouths of grunts who did not see him go, weapons fire came from those who maneged to spot his cloaking form running for new cover. Kax jumped behind some debrie and noticed four grunts trying to flank him on the right, he snapped up and opend fire taking them down before returning fire at the multiple squads of Militia grunts who had re-spotted him, a sudden click indicated a empty magazine so while de-cloaking he switched to his Hammond Pistol and continued to fire at the advancing enemy, three more grunts were downed before Kax had to reload again, but in the quick second it took him to load a fresh mag into his pistol a particularly brave grunt jumped over the IMC Pilot's cover and on top of him.

Kax used the grunts momentum to throw him off and shoot him in the head, another grunt swepd around Kax's cover and raised his EVA-8 shotgun, Kax was faster and sent three rounds into his chest. Kax took cover again, as Militia closed in around him, he smiled as rounds destroyed his cover.

He could hear them.

Leading the charge, Roxy ran forwards, multiple squads of IMC grunts and Specters ran behind her as they slammed into the Militia positions, guns firing away as they coverd the dead grounds quickly. Many Militia grunts were hit and either killed or wounded, but more spun around and returned fire, taking down a few of their enemies in return. A fresh gun battle started as both sides unleashed their wrath upon each other anew, Roxy blew a hole into an enemy grunts chest before bringing out her B3 Wingman and with practiced ease took down six targets with six rounds before reloading in a efficiency only a Pilot was capable of.

"We need to get out of here" said Roxy over the mic "We've done all we can here, we need to link up with Harris and Alex, no more wasting time"

"Affermitive...Harris needs us." replied Kax reloading both his weapons once again and as IMC forces charged the Militia's now weavering positions, both Pilot's escaped back into the streets. Not wanting to waste any more time, they starting wall running again quickly gaining momentum as they did so. The multistorey building which turned out to be an administrative centre was just up ahead, it was suprisingly undamaged aside from the smashed windows.

But just as it looked like it was going to be smooth sailing, both Pilot's heard missile impacts behind them, looking back they saw the same Militia Goblin dropship from before performing a wicked straffing run on the battlefield they had just left, explosions and machine gun rounds tore apart men and Spectres alike.

Performing a tight right turn the Goblin swung towards them.

"Oh Scheibe!" Shouted Kax, his German accent suddenly becoming prominent.

"Keep moving!" Roxy shouted in reply.

Wall running as fast as they could, Kax and Roxy jumped hard and flew through the air as the Goblin chased them with it's machine guns. The Pilot's maneged to stay ahead dispite death being close behind so the pilot of the Goblin launched missiles, each building the IMC Pilot's landed on then jumped off was hit by a missile a second later.

A single shot sounded, both IMC Pilot's had no idea where it came from. But the Goblin swayed to the right, inside it the co-pilot tried to reach over and grab the controls from the now dead pilot with a hole in his right eye socket, but as he grabbed the flight sticks of the Goblin it was too late. The Goblin flipped over and went into yet another building, then exploded when the munitions it held detonated, destroying a chunk of the building and setting the rest of it on fire. As the now burning Goblin crashed to the ground, Kax and Roxy finally made it to the administrative centre, their boots landing on one of it's many roofs.

The person standing before the both of them had most lickly saved their lives, the figure was female, relatively short, wearing IMC sniper Pilot uniform and holding a Kraber AP sniper rifle. With one hand she removed her helmet revealing hard but feminine facial features and a tattoo of a skull over one of her eyes, that were by themselves a bright red colour. The woman regarded them coldly before speaking.

"Your late" said Alex.

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Travis Murcury/ Alpha Squad/ District 27/ Angel City

Travis's Atlas ran through the burning streets with determination in each step, gone was the panic that was making him not think properly and his heart to beat too rapidly. Instead, a cold anger was spreading through his veins, it grew with every sight of a burning building, chared corpse, and piece of rubble he came across. He had flashbacks of his younger life, to the colony he grew up in...Jonas...he was relieving the destruction of his home all over again, of him as a crying child as his house was burnt to a crisp, his dead family inside burning to cinders. Time continued as a blur until Buck descended from the skies in a small scavenger and found him.

The Militia had destroyed everything...again.

The coldness slitherd through his body until it had reached the tips of his fingers and toes, it was a strange sensation but it gave him focus and a razors sharpness. He was calm, controlling his Atlas with the ease and elegance he has always been capable of, his breathing was steady and his heartbeat strong but the coldness...the coldness gave him so much more.

It was hate.

Hate was giving him this incredible focus, the need to advance and engage the enemy, his enemy, the Militia, the God dammed Militia. Travis breathed in deeply and exhaled looking at his hud, Candice's location was close by a couple of clicks south however there was also hostile enemy positions nearby, hate demanded he kill them first. He moved his Atlas into a clearning that was casued by a nuclear ejection, buildings that were nearby were either flattend or disintegrated by the explosion. Looking round at the destruction he spotted a force of Militia grunts finishing off some squads of IMC Specters.

"There they are" mutterd Travis

"Three squads of Militia soldiers, one heavy weapon in the squad at 2 o'clock, threat minimal." said AT

"I don't fucking care if the threat is minimal, they fucked up my home, I'm fucking them up in return"

"Of course Pilot, the sheilds are up and all weaponry ready to fire" replied AT, his Jeeves voice making him sound pleasant and professional. As if he were addressing guest at a grant ball or a consert.

Travis didn't notice he was smiling as he focused and powered up his Arc Cannon, it's rising whine ominous of death it was about to unleash. Ahead of him the rearmost grunts heard the whine and shouted a warning while jumping into whatever cover that was next to them, their warning came too late. A massive torrent of lightning stuck out of the Arc Cannon and hit a score of the Militia grunts, their bodies lit up from the power that was splitting up their fleshy bodies for a brief moment before they exploded into bloody salsa, electrified blood painting the surrounding area a crimson red.

The remaining grunts span around and opend fire with their small arms, however their rounds bounced harmlessly off his Titan's sheilds, not paying them any mind the Arc Cannon powerd up again and zapped another five grunts Into oblivion a grunt armed with a Archer heavy rocket launcher was locking on to Travis's Atlas, he allowed this to happen and as the grunt fierd Travis he caught the missile with his Vortex sheild and flung it back. The missile, flew and hit the area where the firer was and blasted apart another squad. Travis advanced, his Titan's feet crushing the rubble in it's wake and as the remaining grunts fled, he fired a few smaller Arc blasts until all Militia grunts were dead.

"Not even a challenge" Travis continued to smile coldly as he moved on.

"Hostile Specters ahead, recommend maximum charge with the Arc cannon" Said AT

He advanced onto the damaged streets again, encountering Militia Specters by the dozen.

The Arc Cannon whined up and fired, destroying a squad of Specters but the killer machines came on regardless, completely uncaring of thier losses. Specters were known for their ability to cover large amounts of ground quickly with the advanced servo joints located in their legs, they used such speed to rush the IMC Atlas, the cold logic engines in their minds dictating they need to swarm their target.

Travis swung his Titan's metal fist and destroyed the first Specter coming right him, it's metal body being obliterated by the much greater force, Travis raised his Titan's leg and brought it down crushing another Specter and smashing one more aside with another punch. Then, the Specters swarmed him, there were twelve of them, jumping onto his Atlas and either trying to rip of metal plates with their super Human strength or firing their weapon into gap's in the Titan's armor.

Travis moved his Titan with cold anger shaking it with rapid speed and managing to dislodge a few of his swarmers, he brought his foot down and crushed a Speters who was getting up. Eleven left. The other Specters who were thrown off quickly got back up and jumped on again, Travis dropped his Arc cannon and swung his right arm and the Specter that was holding on flew off, it flew through the air and hit the back of it's head on a light post, making sparks errupt from it's now crushed circuits. Ten left. Travis then brought his arm around to his left shoulder andmaneged to grab a Specter that was (along with it's fellows who maneged to avoid the arm) prying apart the metal there and crushed it in his Titan fist. Nine left. The metal of his Titan in certain places was starting to bend and break away under the Speceters physical onslaught, Travis dashed forwards then backwards making two more Specters lose their holdings and fly off, he launched a cluster missile at the two destroying them both and started to run towards the nearest building, an idea forming in his mind. Seven left. At the top of his Atlas a Specter maneged to pry open it's circuit board and fired it's Hemlock into the circuits, noticing his Titan's health starting to plunge Travis gritted his teeth and swung his Titan around so it sent back first into a building, theirs action crushed three Specters, reducing their bodies to mangled, flattend metal and casued the forth that was shooting his Titan's circuits to jump away.

Right into his Titan's hands, the Specters was twisted apart In the Atlas's grip. Three left. The remaining Specters were firing their weapons into the wrents in the Atls's armor they had made causing more damage to the chassie, Travis growled as he tried to shake, reach around and grab the last Specters but they were avoiding his grip, with frustrated curse he made his Atlas jump up and down a few times, to any onlookers it would of looked like an IMC Titan in a fit of childish tantrum but this action did provide results as a Specter lost it's grip and fell. It hit the ground and tried to roll away but a large metal boot kicked it flying away, as the Specter was yeeted across the sky it had a breif time to logically compute it's situation before landing head first through a car. Two left. Travis dashed and viscouslly twisted his Titan around and managed to grab a Specter that was trying to jump away by it's feet, he slammed the Specter into the ground over and over again until it was a broken heap. One left. The last Specter tried to jump up onto the top of the Atlas to fire at the exposed circuits but Travis saw this coming and with a fast spinning elbow hit the Specter in the side and it fell to the ground damaged.

Travis walked his Titan up to and looked down on the damaged Specter, before slowly crushing it cruelly under his foot until a final metallic pop and the Specter laid still.

"All hostiles eliminated, Titan health is down to 77%" said AT

"Candice, it's Travis, I'm almost at your location, request status update" said Travis of the mic.

The reply came, from a tired, panting voice that was still in combat.

"We've managed to stall their attack but my unit's been pushed west, I'm all alone out here and I'm fighting an Atlas right now. Gah, dammit! Get over here, I could really use some help here."

"Roger that, I'm coming" said Travis as his Atlas ran with fresh urgency, as he ran through the streets and to Candice's position, she was the woman who he spent a night of lust, pleasure and passion with and he couldn't help but feel worry for her and to make sure she stays alive.

BOOM!

A great explosion went off in the distance, making the ground shake violently. Looking up, Travis saw a sight which shocked him, the walls of Angel city were tumbling down. The very walls he had known throughout his childhood when he was growing up in this city, the walls that has always been there as indomitable as time itself were collapsing under the care and pinpoint slavo of the Militia fleet.

This was happening all over the crumbling city.

Travis tore his eyes away from the falling walls and got moving he focused on the coldness that ran through his blood and took down a few more Militia grunt squads before he found her, in the middle of a street Candice's Stryder was finishing off Militia Atlas, he saw her rip open the enemy's Titans cockpit and fierd her Triple Threat granade launcher into it, one of the granades fell out of the cockpit but the other two stayed in and Candice slammed the cockpit closed. The Militia Atlas shook as the large granades detonated inside it killing the Pilot and wrecking havoc on it's internal systems, it fell back dead.

"Damn it's good to see you again." Said Travis as his Titan walked over to where Candice was, her Stryder turned towards him, it was dameged, bullet holes and battle scars sliced across its hull and legs, smoke steadily rising from the Titan.

"Travis, good to see a fellow squad member, what were you doing so far north?"

The flirtatious tease in her voice when she normally spoke to people and especially to him was completely gone, in war she was disciplined and courageous.

"I...I lost my way when...that ship crashed"

The Stryder just stared at him for a few seconds more than would be comfortable be replying.

"I see...well it doesn't matter right now, we need to regroup with the rest of the unit, I'll get on mic and try to get in contact with the commander."

"What about you then, how did you get sperated from everyone else?"

The Stryder beat it's fist on it's war beaten hull "I was flanked by three enemy Titan's, one of them is still out there, they were good, but I was better."

"You took on three Titan's and servived..." commented Travis

Some of the tease returned in her voice and he could hear the smile in her reply "You know it babe, I'm capable of anything, as you know that personally"

"That I do...wait, did you have any allies that fought with you?"

"Yes" Candice sighed "but it's just me left, you can thank Militia Pilot's for that"

"I'm gonna kill'em all, they'll fucking pay for coming here" said Travis coldly

"Hell yeah make em pay Murcury, but quiet, I've got to speak to Colonel Stevens"

As Candice got in contact with the commander, Travis decided to get on mic and listen into what was happening himself. Unlike before however, he really listened into what was really going down across the city.

He did not like what he heard.

"HQ This is Anvil 4 my whole team is dead! My whole team is dead! Request backup!"

"Anvil 4 this is HQ, Backup Is not available at this time, link up with Bravo 2 a click east from your position over"

"This is Epsilon 1 we got Militia positions at grid 371 905, we are engaging"

"We're being overrun! Where the hell did all these rabble come from!?"

Titans! Where are the bloody Titans!"

"Close in! Close in! Don't get caught up in the crossfire!"

"We got Militia Titan's closing in! We need backup now!

"Contact, engaging enemy Pilo-Aagh!"

"This is Charlie 4-5 Were surrounded by Militia, we are holding but I'm not sure for how much longer"

"Charlie 4-5 this is HQ we are sending a nearby Titan squad to your position, hold out until they arrive."

"Fall back! Fall back no-AARGH!"

"Hold the line lads! Not one step back!"

Travis grimly turned his mic back to his squads main channel, IMC's communications and logistics were still in chaos. Like a knife cutting through a jugular, the Militia fireship had destroyed an untold number of IMC forces and sending the rest into panic and confusion, giving the Militia forces while still outnumberd the ability to strike hard and strike fast taking ground and in some cases thanks to the hordes of freedom fighters was able to overwhelm IMC positions by sheer numbers.

Candice again spoke up, "Were heading out now, going west back to the rest of Alpha squad, they've set up a defensive position by the destroyed wall inbetween this District and District 28 and has maneged to repulse the Militia assault, but the Colonel thinks another one is coming."

"About damn time, more Militia to kill and I plan on killing a lot more" said Travis as his Atlas checked it's Arc Cannon.

Both IMC Titan's set off in a walk across the District, the smog that had cloaked the city was slowly but surely clearing and the sun was beginning to shine brighter thus sight was becoming easier for the Human eyes. When walking through the streets Travis saw the damege they had taken within the past few hours, buildings were either heavily damaged for destroyed which included a nursery that had been flattened, bodies were laying down dead in certain defendable positions, in the middle of roads, behind damaged cars, in rubble and a few hanging off the dameged buildings, if you knew where to look you could see the bodies of some dead Pilot's. The white of IMC, the brown of Militia and the black of Specters, death being the final brotherhood.

But the dead and/or burning hulls of Titan's were the easiest to spot, they spotted one of the three Militia Titan's that had tried to take down Candice, it was an Atlas on it's side, it's legs and chest riddled with shrapnel from Triple Threat granades. Another, an IMC Ogre was slumped up against a wall a big hole had been blown through its centre an obvious fully charged Plasma Railgun shot the culprit of death. As Travis and Candice came to what appeared to be a half destroyed supermarket there was two more dead Titan's in the carparks, a Militia Atlas and a IMC Stryder were in a death grip together, both war machines had died trying to get at the throat other. A closer look showed the death of the Styder was it's Pilot getting ripped out, the dead Pilot corpse nearby indicated this but the Atlas that was currently laying on top of the Stryder had half it's topside torn off, oil spilled like blood onto the concrete below and sparks still spat out from it's ruined electronics.

"A lot of dead here" commented Travis, he looked out at the death and ruin around him and felt...nothing. He was still cold inside.

"You missed a hell of a firefight" replied Candice "Shouldve seen it in the flesh, you would've enjoyed it."

"More than I enjoyed you?"

"Nope, nothing's better than me" Candice replied with a playful tone suddenly evident in her voice.

Travis didn't smile, even though he knew he should.

He was scanning the streets, slowly moving left and right it's Arc Cannon ready to fire. He didn't see anything, nothing at all.

Everything was still, as they moved on the sound of gunfire was the only thing that was heard, both with the battle with the rest of Alpha squad and more IMC forces in the west and other battles happening all over the city.

More dead bodies, Specters and destroyed Titan's were litterd across the raveged streets both IMC and Militia alike.

"It's too quiet" said Travis as he continued to advance and still scan.

"I know, this smells of ambush" said Candice

"Keep an eye on the spaces between the buildings" said Travis

The relative scilence seemed to speak volumes as more of the smog ebbed away into nothing and ray's of dull sunlight could be seen from the ground.

Travis continued to scan and scan when suddenly a rocket lock appeared in front of his eyes, he reacted instantly and turned left and brought up his Vortex Sheild, he caught the missile and looked at it's firer.

A Militia Pilot held a fierd Archer heavy rocket launcher, both Pilot and Titan stared at each other but then Travis's Titan was hit by 3 round burst from a 40mm cannon. Travis let go of the rocket and it flew into a building, causing it to collapse.

"Ambush" said Candice, her voice focused and professional again.

Across the streets two Militia Titan's approached, a bulky Ogre armed with a 40mm cannon with a three round burst attachment and a nimble Stryder armed with a Arc Cannon with a capasitor.

"That Stryder is mine" said Candice, her Titan locking eyes with it "It was one of the three that ambushed me, looks like he's back with more freinds."

"These fuckers always choose numbers over skill, I'm about to open several metric tons of Fuck you upon them." Said Travis as he powerd up his Arc Cannon.

Candice chuckled.

Travis dashed behind a building to get cover from the approaching Ogre and looked for the Militia Pilot, he saw him wall running to a different building dropping the Archer heavy rocket launcher and arming himself with a Sidewinder, Travis fired and the Militia jumped to the right, the Arc lighting missing him by inches. The Pilot landed on a roof and opend fire with his anti Titan weapon sending a load of micro missiles at his target, Travis brought up his Vortex Sheild and caught them before flinging them back. The Militia Pilot again dodged the incoming munitions while still firing, but the sound of metal and concrete being smashed aside was a warning Travis took heed of, he dashed backwards just as the Militia Ogre he had been taking cover from quite literally came through a nearby building making the structure lean to one side on now unstable foundations.

He powerd up and fierd his Arc cannon at the Ogre that let it's sheilds absorb the lightning as it locked on to Travis's Atlas and fierd both it's 40mm Cannon and barrage of multi target missiles, Travis caught the ordanence that would of crippled his Titan with his Vortex Sheild and returned it to the sender. The Ogre brought up a Partical wall that nullified and stopped the incoming returned munitions, the Ogre then stopped and stayed behind the wall as it continued to fire its primary 3 round burst weapon.

So it was one of those types of Pilot's...

Travis dashed backwards and launched a cluster missile downwards next to the Partical wall, then stepped behind another building but was then hit by another rocket. Turning, Travis fierd another Arc blast at the flanking Pilot but the Militia Pilot was fast and he avoided death once again.

Travis dashed again and flanked the Militia Ogre from the right and fierd a full burst of Arc lighting that made the Ogre shudder, it's sheilds popped and it whirled around firing it's 40mm cannon by the hip. Shells hit both Travis and the surrounding walls and streets, the Arc cannon fired again and again as did the 40mm cannon, Travis advanced ignoring the rising and frustrating damage and shot a yet another full Arc shot while he was advancing towards his enemy, the missile lock indicator chimed in warning no doubt thier was a missile from that annoying Pilot on foot screaming towards him. He waited until the very last moment before dashing to the left, both the missiles from the Archer heavy launcher and the Multi target system span past him, hitting the ground or the walls around his Atlas.

Travis then ran towards his foe who brought up another Pratical wall, and raised a fist to strike. The Ogre raised it's own larger, ironclad gauntlet and as the Atlas got within striking range it dashed towards it, going through it's own Partical wall.

Travis smiled cruelly, a rookies mistake.

His Atlas moved aside from the now over extending attack and shot a second cluster missile at the Ogre, it slammed into it's target and immediately started to tear apart the heavy armor, the Ogre reeled as Travis's Atlas span past it, Arc cannon powering up.

The Ogre stepped away from the explosions and resumed firing, but Travis was waiting...he fired, his Titan's left arm creating a vortex sheild to catch an incoming rocket as a torrent of lightning struck the Ogre making it shake on the outside and making it's internal electronics stutter on the inside. Inside the Militia Ogres cockpit, the Pilot struggled to right his Titan's rebelling systems gradually getting his Titan to stand up to it's full height. The Militia Pilot looked up just in time to see the rocket his IMC enemy had caught repelled at him.

The rocket crashed into the Militia Ogre and almost made it fall on it's ass, damege showing clear on it's front.

"He's on the ropes, let's finish this quickly" said Travis as he darkly focused.

"Affermitive Pilot, quick and clean." Replied A.T.

Travis moved in again and sent a turning kicking into the Militia Ogres knee making it flinch, but it didn't do much as it replied with a heavy but predictable punch which Travis's Atlas ducked. The Ogre swung again but Travis used the butt of his Arc cannon to deflect the blow and slammed it into the cockpit, the Militia Ogre raised both it's fists and brought them down on Travis's Atlas but the IMC Atlas dashed aside and sent an elbow into a dameged section of armor. A knee came in from the Militia Ogre and Travis took the impact, he already knew what his opponent was going to do next and how he would reply, the smile on his face becoming wider.

The Militia Ogres giant metal fist came hurtling towards his Atlas's face, he ducked under the fist and turned grabbing the limb and using his enemy's momentum against him, Travis grabbed the leg of the Ogre and heaved.

Travis's Atlas used all of it's strength and power that was gifted to it by it's expert creation to lift the much bigger and heavier Ogre off its feet and onto it's shoulders, it was an incredible sight to see and if any surviving grunts on both sides were still fighting, they would stare slack jawed at the sight of a Atlas lifting an Ogre onto its shoulders.

Of course the Ogre flailed and struggled and it took all of Travis's concentration to keep the bigger Titan in his arms and in the air, not wasting anymore time Travis pushed his right arm upwards and his left arm pressed downwards, quite literally flipping the Ogre in a wrestling move, and sent it crashing down to the ground.

With a mighty CRASH the Ogre slammed into the ground, causing a shockwave of dust to erupt and coat the surrounding area in grey.

The Ogre was still flailing even as some of it was firmly lodged in the ground making it very difficult to move.

Travis raised it's leg to crush the cockpit but was then knocked forwards by a rocket slamming into it's back, Travis shouted some very choice and personal insults as he spun around and launched another cluster missile at the nuisance that was a Militia Pilot that was loading his last rocket in his Archer.

The Cluster missile missed the Pilot, but the shockwave made him lose control of his jump kit and he struggled to regain control as he plummeted to the ground.

Travis then turned his attention back to his downed enemy, with a raised titanium foot, he brought it down again and again on the flailing Ogre.

STOMP!

STOMP!

STOMP!

He was crushing the armor with each blow while the Ogre was holding its arms out in a plea for mercy, Travis brought down his Titans foot one last time and crushed both the cockpit of the Ogre and the Pilot within.

"Easier than I thought" said Travis enthusiastically "I guess all that training with Roxy has been paying off after all"

"Travis! I need help! I-AAAAHHHHHH!" Candice's scream instantly snapped Travis out of his revelry, he span around to look where his screaming teammate was and saw a sight that made his heart break.

Candice was ripped out of her raveged Stryder, her body inside a Militia Stryders hand was slowly crushed, then burst like a melon, blood exploding from the ruined corpse ending her scream and then the Militia Titan threw her pulped remains through a nearby wall.

Travis ROARED like an animal as his Atlas charged ahead like an enraged lion, a near demonic scream of rage, pain and hatred coming out of his Titan's speakers.

"I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Travis kept shouting at the top of his lungs as his world became a red haze and that Militia Stryder became the centre of his world.

The Militia Stryder turned towards him and looked at him as he charged at it, the Militia Pilot inside his Titan smiled and wiped his Titan's bloody hand over its cockpit, Candice's blood was a red sheen over half the Stryders front. Both Titans powerd up their Arc cannons and fierd.

Both Titan's dashed aside from the Arc lighting but Travis closed in and fierd again activating his attack core, the rising whine of his core charging and coming online was like death metal to his currently enraged and twisted mind and the Arc Blast that he fierd hit the Stryder and did hard damage.

The Militia Pilot in return activated his speed core.

"Pilot, enemy speed core activated, recommend taking cover or forcing the enemy into a corner" advised A.T.

Travis so deep in red rage didn't even begin to hear his Titan's advice.

He fierd and fierd again, each time missing his target due to its deadly speed while the Stryder hit him with a fully charged Arc blast that made his Atlas to shake in electric fits but again Travis ignored the damege indicators and A.T's warnings, his only thoughts was killing the man in that Stryder that killed Candice.

The Stryder dashed and dashed again, to the left and right then left again avoiding more Arc blasts and the occasional cluster missile. The Pilot inside was obviously skilled, a nuteral talent but Travis still stayed on him even though his burning rage was making him sloppy, making him refuse to take cover, always trying to keep up with faster Stryder and firing half charged Arc burst to try and hit the dashing Stryder, the Stryder meanwhile was landing successful hit after succesful hit with it's Arc cannon dameging the IMC Atlas to a near critical state.

Travis caught a break however when he did maneged to corner his opponent in a culdisac area at the end of a street, the street was filled with rubble from dameged and destroyed buildings, dispite his attack core running out of power he at last scored a solid hit his Arc cannon aiming low and hitting the leg of the Stryder that had been previously damaged in the fight against Candice. The knee joint popped off causing the Stryder to tilt to the left, it's badly dameged leg only just being able to hold it up. Travis dashed his batterd, bearly operational Atlas forward to try and rip the Militia Pilot out of his bloodstained Titan but as he swung a punch, the Militia Stryder ducked under and got behind him, dashing away once again.

It was then a rocket crashed into his Atlas causing it into critical condition, the Militia Pilot from before stood on the roof of a building on the other end of the street, the Archer heavy rocket launcher now exhausted of all ammunition dropping from his shoulders. Seeing an opportunity the Militia Stryder then dashed forward to try and end Travis just like he ended Candice but Travis rejected at the very last moment, right when the Stryders fist tore it's way into his cockpit Travis ejected clear.

"Fuck you!" Travis shouted as he defied gravity, while in the air Travis activated his cloak and threw a satchel charge. It dropped like a rock and landed near the feet of the Stryder where it detonated, as his Atlas fell down dead the detonation of his satchel charge finally fully destroyed the leg of the Stryder completely stopping it's God dammed mobility, it fell down to the concrete floor and started to drag itself backwards Arc cannon in hand trying to find the IMC Pilot that was still a threat.

It didn't have to wait long as Sidewinder rounds hammerd into it from behind causing more damege, the Stryder span around it's Arc cannon blazing power and fierd. It missed, Travis was too fast on his feet as he continued, while now out of cloak to fire burst after burst of micro-missiles into the enemy he wanted to suffer before their death, the Stryder fierd again still taking fire from the Sidewinder, Travis dropped and skidded the Arc lighting passing by mere centimeters from his head. Micro missiles came in from above as was tearing apart the Stryders upper armor and circuits, the Militia Pilot decided to eject since he knew he wouldn't be able to kill his IMC opponent in his disabled position. The Stryder lit up in a rising scream and light started to brighten it's dameged hull, the Militia Pilot ejected at an angle towards an eight storied building that was still standing with little external damege.

Travis started to sprint, running fast and using his jumpkit to get faster, he flew like a vengeful wraith, the nuclear detonation hiding his body shape dispite the flames reaching out and kissing his body armor and shrapnel flying all around him, he knew where the Militia Pilot was going. It was a thertre of immense size known as Ophelia cinemas on Sapphire street, Travis remembered going there a few times when he was younger and he knew a shortcut on how to get there quicker.

As the nuclear explosion died away Travis darted right and downwards into the wall running streets, behind him small arms fire nearly hit him as the Militia Pilot on the other end of the street chased after him firing his carbine as he did so, he ignored the small arms and continued to follow his shortcut, wallrunning again and again before cutting a sharp left towards the theatre. He could see him, the Militia Pilot was nearly at the theatre running accross the rooftops SMART pistol in hand, believing he was safe even as his killer now bore down on him.

"Their you are" said Travis as he now closed in on his prey "Coming for you fucker"

As the Militia Pilot jumped once more towards the theatre Travis darted towards him like a silver and blue bullet and with a WHAM he tackled Candice's killer in the air a good 60ft above ground, he felt the air in the Militia Pilot's lungs get driven out as the both crashed through a window of apperd to be a storage room.

Travis immediately attacked, landing punch after punch on the back of his enimes head. The Militia viciously struggled to get out of his grasp, flailing and kicking but his IMC tormentor then grabbed his helmet and ripped it off. Snarling, Travis whacked the Militia Pilot with his own helmet once, then twice.

"This isn't your world, you do not belong here" said Travis darkly, his voice lacked any humanity it was dull and void of any emotion.

The Militia Pilot finally got free and kicked Travis away "IMC scum" he growled as he attacked, his face was a mask of distainful anger as he jumped and sent a punch at Travis's head which he dodged, he also dodged several more punches before sending a punch that the Militia Pilot blocked and then kicked up at his head, his enemy deflected the kick, span and sent an elbow at Travis's side. Travis used his knee to painfully knock away the elbow making the Militia Pilot grunt in pain before sending a chop at the his throat that connected, he then jump kicked the Militia Pilot sending him sprawling.

Travis then heard a jumpkit coming in from behind and quickly pulled out his Hammond Pistol, the second Militia Pilot the one that had harrassed him with rockets came through the smashed window obviously intent on helping his comrade but was met instead with three pistol rounds to the chest, he grunted and fell to the ground with a thud.

The helmetless Militia Pilot also tried to get his SMART Pistol to lock on to his enemy but Travis shot it out of his hand making him curse.

"I'll kill every last one of you" he said in the same emotions tone.

"I killed your bitch partner, and I'll kill you too!" Said the Militia Pilot as he brought out his knife.

"You'll die choking on your own blood for that" Travis replied while putting his pistol back in his holster, he was going to do this with his own bare hands.

Both men ran at one another, the Militia Pilot went for a stab, Travis deflected it and went for a snap punch at his opponents temple, the Militia Pilot ducked and went in for three separate slashes that Travis avoided before sending a reverse sidekick into the gut of his enemy driving him back a few steps, he spun around and sent a turning kick that the Militia Pilot duck under and then charged fowards but was then hit by another kick that floored him.

"Get up"

The Militia Pilot instantly got back to his feet and leaped forwards using his jumpkit and two footed kicked his IMC foe sending him back a few steps, he did not give him a chance to recover as he leaped on him and the two grappled, fists and kicks were swung and limbs were grabbed. The knife was arced in a slashing motion towards Travis's face, he grabbed the wrist of the Militia Pilot as the knife was mere inches from his face, both men pushed against each other using all their strength until the Militia Pilot suddenly ceased his struggle and with a sudden pull pulled Travis over is shoulder and tried to throw him onto his back, Travis landed on his feet and used his momentum to use the Militia Pilot's move against him, the Militia Pilot landed hard on the ground.

"Get up"

Travis circled his foe as he got up. The Militia Pilot crouched into a combat stance, while Travis continued to circle him like a shark eyeing bleeding prey in distress, his helmeted head looking the unhelmed Militia Pilot in the eyes. Travis's opponent cautiously eyed him now, this IMC Pilot was coldly lethal, persistent, and...unsettling to say the least, he continued to circle him again and again and again until finally he came at him.

The IMC Pilot flew in with a kick which his Militia adversary blocked then sweped a leg out to try to trip his opponent up, Travis jumped and flipped over the sweep, deflected multiple knife slashes and returned them in kind as punches and kicks, the Militia Pilot ducked under a left punch, then to the right to avoid an axe kick. He sent a return swipe that was swatted away and barly maneged to block an elbow aimed for his temple, he stabbed upwards at Travis's chin but his wrist was grabbed and savegedly twisted, he punched Travis in the face but he took the blow with seemingly no reaction and and drove the fingers into the veins of the Militia Pilot's wrist making him drop the knife. Travis took a knee to the gut but returned it with a savage headbutt that broke his opponent's nose, blood gushed out but before Candice's killer could even shout and or curse in pain an uppercut made his lower jaw snap into the top of his mouth before a mighty left hook hit so hard it made blood splatter out of his mouth as well as his nose. The Militia Pilot hit the ground once more.

"Get up"

"I'll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch!" slurred the Militia Pilot as he struggled to get to his feet.

"Say that again, I couldn't hear you over your Broken Fucking Teeth!" Travis said the last part in a barly Human snarl.

Travis attacked with a brutal flurry of blows that his Militia opponent had barly any time to block and deflect, when he thought he saw an opening he sent a punch that Travis caught in his own hand. Gripping the fist tight, Travis brought his other arm around in a palm strike that hit the exposed elbow joint.

Their was a massive SNAP and a painfilled scream as the Militia Pilot's arm was snapped in two by the now ruined elbow joint, the Militia Pilot tried scramble away but Travis then twisted the broken bone around a full 360 degrees completely destroying the elbow and making a large chunk of bone penertate outwards out of the skin.

As the Militia Pilot screamed louder in agony Travis tackled him to the ground and proceeded to rain down punch after punch on his opponent's face, the man beneath him continued to scream as he tried to get away even as punches thundered into his face reducing it to a bloody ruin, he tried to use his remaining arm to defend himself the best he can but Travis grabbed the limb and with another palm strike snapped that limb by the elbow joint as well.

Travis now grabbed the both screaming and now crying Militia Pilot by his bloody, messed up face and drove his thumbs into his eyes. He himself was literally seeing red, his vision was a red tunnel purely focused to causing as much pain, as much suffering and as much terror to the man who was under him, the man who killed Candice. He didn't even notice he himself was roaring, a beastiel enraged roar filled with hatred and wrath, all that mattered to him was forcing his thumbs through the Militia Basterds eyes, completely destroying and reducing them to bloody jelly permanently blinding his now hoarse-screaming enemy who writhed with two broken arms and kicking uselessly.

Then he went back to punching, again and again and again reducing the already bloody ruined face to a pulped mass, a crunch sound meant the crushing of the mans nose into his face and a loud cracking noise showed a shattered jaw with multiple teeth being knocked out. When Travis finally stopped and stood up the cadaver underneath him was barely recognised in the loosest of terms as Human, the thing that had once been a Militia Pilot had long since stopped resisting and was laying still, a pool of blood was spreading under his head and only the slight rising and falling of his chest was the only indication he was still alive.

Panting, Travis drew his knife and slit the man's throat from ear to ear, watching as he gargled and chocked on his own blood just as he had promised. He watched as the last of his life drain away from the Militia Pilot before a groan from behind caught his attention.

The Militia Pilot that he had shot three time in the chest was sitting up against the wall, three red stains were able to be seen as the Pilot, while struggling to breath was gradually raising a trembling RE-45 in Travis's direction.

In a blur of motion, Travis kicked the auto pistol out of his hands and it flew to the side of the room.

Travis then looked down on the now trembling Pilot.

"P-Please" the man pleaded, no doubt he had seen Travis beat down, cruelly mutilate and kill his comrade and that had broken his will to fight, he had difficulty breathing, probably suffering from a collapsing lung. Now he was starring at this monster in silver, white and blue who was silently staring down on him like a giant who was deciding wether or not to crush an insect.

Travis grabbed the Pilot by the throat and with one arm, hoisted him into the air. Of course the Militia Pilot struggled but much of his strength had left him so all he could do is feebly writhe in the air.

"P-P-Ple-ase..I...b-beg.."

He never got to finish his sentence as Travis plunged his knife into his jugular and with deliberate slowness, he cut across the Militia Pilot's neck. This time he allowed the blood to pour onto him from the Pilot's gurgling, panicing and dying body, it first coverd his hand then arm then chest and finally his helmet, covering much of his Pilot armor in a bright crimson sheen. When the corpse hung limply from his grip, he let it go.

The next five minutes were nothing but a blur to him, he found himself standing over the broken corpse of Candice. Her torso and stomach were ruptured which blood still slowly ebbed from, her limbs were broken and mangled and her head was while still helmeted, was caved in on one side and set at a unnatural angle. She was also partly coverd in rubble from the wall she was thrown through.

He stated at her for minutes on end, not knowing what to say. All over the city, combat continued between the Militia and the IMC as houses, streets and districts were continually fought after.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke.

"I...I'm sorry" he said as he continued to stare at her broken, lifeless body. "I...I should've been faster, your Titan...I should've given you backup"

He contemplated reaching down and taking off her helmet to look at her face one last time, but he decided her broken warped face will not be his final memory of her so he let her be

Travis took off his blood stained helmet to reveal a cold, pale, near lifeless face with emotionless empty eyes.

"I killed your killer Candice, I made him suffer...he really suffered...he died chocking on his own blood while I stood over him and watched...you can rest now Candice, I enjoyed the time we had together"

Travis looked upwards into the sky where the main Militia attack force was now falling from orbit, drop pods, Goblin gunships and Titanfalls lit up the sky like a meteor storm, ten's of thousends of grunts Pilot's and Titan's were coming In hot. As hard fought the first wave was, it was nothing compered to what was coming in now, after hacking into and shutting down the IMC AA inplacments, killing off untold numbers of IMC forces with Judgement's fall and relinking the districts by destroying the massive walls that had split the city apart for so long, this was the Militia's attempt to sweep the city clean of the IMC once and for all.

But they made one crucial error in their thinking, one thing they didn't contemplate or take into consideration.

Him.

This was his home, he will not lose it, not again.

Travis resealed his helmet and brought out his CAR SMG.

He locked and loaded before turning away from Candice's corpse "Farewell Candice, I have a home to defend and I plan to kill as many Militia as possible before the end."

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AN/ And their we have it, I apologise if this chapter was a bit to gory for some viewers but hey it's rated M for a reason.

It's on now, we now go into the last battle, the final showdowns, some will rise and some will fall and I can't wait to show you guys what's going to happen next.

I thank you all for your patience, it is greatly appreciated. I will do my very best to bring the next chapter our sooner rather than later.

Peace out to you all, Golden Sheath out.