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"Timeless void, beyond life and death, power incomprehensible… what the hell is going on here...Everything is so slow."
Kallen Kouzuki
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The sights in her mind's eye were beyond comprehension, thousands of people dying in ways that were both cruel and never before seen, she saw a Lion stride down a bone encrusted street, its march towards a Dragon uninterrupted. The two beasts roared at each other, and the Lion's Jaws closed around the dragon's neck, before darkness consumed them. The vision shifted, she saw a man standing on a floating platform, she could not make out his features through the red fog of anger around him, the man lifted his hand, and the anger seemed to pulse around him.
The vision shifted, power was all she felt as she stared into the shapeless abyss in front of her, a million billion eyes staring at her, their attention on her like a suffocating blanket on a hot summer night. Its eyes shifted, leaning down towards her and Kallen struggled to breath as she felt something enter her mind, it rummaged through her deepest and most private thoughts freely, the cosmic horror shaking in what she assumed was amusement.
"Interesting."
Pain was all she could feel, as her left eye burned like someone had thrown acid into it, she knew instinctively what she had been granted, knew what the contract with that monster had granted her. Boosted Perception, she activated it on instinct, the world around her slowing down C.C who had always seemed supernaturally graceful suddenly moved at a pace slow enough that Kallen could see the individual muscles under her skin contract and extend, she slipped out of her brothers arm lock, he moved so slow, she could simply slide away.
Her eye burned every moment she kept this up, she felt so slow as she moved, her body responding to her request but she moved as if she were ladened down, slowed down. Her mind moved faster than her body could keep up with, and it was already causing a massive headache, she rotated, her hand flying out, her palm connecting with her brother's throat, she could see his eyes slowly widen as he began to collapse.
She twisted, her hand reaching forwards as she grabbed the Bitchs green hair, pulling C.C up and into the path of her upcoming fist, hitting her straight on the eye. The world sped up with a whirl as she could no longer keep the power up, her headache reaching migrain levels as she quickly jumped for her knife, flipping the switchblade in her hand she moved back towards C.C.
"Stop, you trust me don't you Kallen."
The haze invaded her mind, she pulled at her own power, her own Geass, but it fizzled through her headache, the haze took over, and Kallen could not move. C.C stood up slowly, rubbing her quickly discolouring eye while glaring with her other one, Kallen did not know why, the haze told her C.C was trustworthy, she would not have done anything to hurt her.
"Let's get out of here."
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"Give me the rundown of the unknowns."
"Yes Commander!" Marius found himself focused on the screen, showing the tactical analysis of the Euro Commander and her squad of Ace Knightmares, two of them with another random machine as their only support, had fought him back efficiently, and while he was no Lion he was one of the Empire's best pilots. "From what we managed to gather in this short amount of time we are sure they are part of a mercenary group known as the Four winds, they fought on our side during the Invasion of China years ago, but disappeared with their machines after the war, it seems they have found themselves employed by the newly promoted General Macal."
"Give me the technical report on their frames."
"Of course Marius!" Harris stood quickly, pressing a few buttons to take over the screen and showing the four machines, the two who he had fought were familiar, the giant katana wielding one and the short sword one, the other two he had not heard much about other than them being brutal and dangerous. "First off, the two machines who you fought, from what we have gathered they are named after their pilots' code names, the big one is Jetstream, the blade is a dangerous one too, a Hadron Prototype stolen from Camelot a few months ago."
"Make that one a capture priority."
"Understood! Moving on we have what we assume is the leader, Monsoon, this frame is rather light and manoeuvrable, an ambush frame but still dangerous as can be in a straight up fight, it likely has shorter operational times because of its output."
"Kill on sight."
"Understood, excellent! Now the next two frames we have less information about, mostly because I don't have the sensor readings I had on the other two." The two frames were more… eccentric than the other two, the largest one was a bulky machine that stood at an equal to the old Hercules, wielding a massive scissor like sword in hand and a pair of plated shields attached to its frame, likely movable individually.
The other one was just plain up strange, a slender and tall frame made for speed, wielding a twin bladed spear, the strangest part was the arms, it looked like depictions of one of those Indian gods, he forgot the name, a lot of arms, each likely movable. That would take a lot of programming and work to wield comfortably, and the troops who had faced that frame reported an agile whirlwind of blades, likely the pilot had some cybernetic enhancements.
"The big one is named Sundowner, and it's a juggernaut of a machine, similar to the Hercules and Ajax it's a bruiser, designed to take hits and give just as hard in return."
"Kill on sight."
"As expected! The last one is the strangest frame I have ever seen, this is Minstral, the only female member of the Four winds, and she is an insane one, from what I have gathered she has extensive cybernetic modifications and is using them to their full potential. This thing would be inoperable for the average pilot and I would like to study both her cybernetics and her machine."
"Capture order then Harris."
"Ah, thank you Marius! I will make it worth the effort!"
"Now, status on the advance?"
"The European forces are still in a fighting retreat, scorched earth tactics in full employment, our own advance is cautious, we are still waiting for further reinforcements from the homeland, but they are sandbagging. Our Asian forces are arriving slowly, Alexander never really had them in mind for an invasion, more for protection."
"Not unexpected, continue the advance, I have someone who can help out."
"Excellent commander."
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"Marius! Good to see you again! Have you finally called to accept my offer?" He rolled his eyes at the young woman on the other side of the video call, the pink haired pervert as she was often referred to by Andre, was one his brother by bond had sunk his claws into early, cultivating a close familial relationship. Sponsoring her anti terrorist knighthood and providing it with frames and other warmachines, she was often seen as one of his brothers closest supporters outside of the army.
"Not this time Marrybell, not this time."
"Aww, but you would fit in so well with the Glinda Knights! A perfect fit! But why are you calling me then?" The woman also lived to annoy both him and Andre, she had been somewhat shunned from the rest of the royal family for her… less then noble words and deeds, brutality and lust being some of the things she was best at, but Andre did not care about that. His Brother was often best at setting people on the path he wanted when they were at their lowest and weakest point, manipulative sure, but it was the man's nature.
"To cash in one of Andre's favours I am afraid."
"Oh? Well, I suppose Andre did give you permission before he disappeared, that does sound like him… what do you need Marius?"
"I need the Glinda Knights, simple as that, the homelands military is sandbagging now that Andre isn't around to strongarm them, and we are short a few hundred thousand soldiers, but the knights would be a great equalising force."
"Hmm, I suppose we should test our fancy new ship in a combat situation… I will mobilise." Thank fuck the woman was not being difficult, a difficult Marrybell was a pain in the ass, especially when her minder Oz wasnt around to keep her in line.
"How long will it take you to arrive?"
"Oh, just a day or two, We will cut over the Northpole, take them up the ass by surprise."
"Letting your and Andre hang out too much was a mistake."
"Ha! Yeah probably, but I dont give a shit about that royal grace bullshit, i'm a general after all, and no Nelly at that, anyway I should go prepare, what was the thing we were supposed to say these days? Leo Imperator? Yeah, later Marius."
"Good to talk to you again General Marrybell."
"Oh don't you start with that shit."
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Being under command of a fucking exiled Jap was not ideal, then again he had fucked up pretty bad by insulting that general, so he would have to take his punishment, even if it meant he and his squad had to listen to the emotionless fuck known as Akito. Gerald himself was not much of a leader anyway, he was a fighter, it was why he had been allowed into a meeting with the african generals in the first place.
That fuck Kingsley had taken the brit forces in Africa, who had been in disaray ever since Cornellia had gone missing and had turned the winning battle around in a few weeks, and of course the pompous fuck Rommel had insulted the euro soldiers, shoving the blame on them. Damn german fuck thought he was so fucking great just because grandaddy Rommel, racist fuck that he was, had won the fucking war for the german faction during the sigil of blood.
Verbally slamming that cunt was the best thing he had done, while simultaneously being the fucking worst.
"We have an incoming air target, standby."
He turned his frame towards the area his brand new bitch boy of a commander had pinged, the Siberian wastes were so much fucking worse then the deserts of africa, he could barely fucking see half a click ahead. Still he could already hear what the Boy had pointed out, a bright pink light coming through the cloud cover, that was weird…
"Dodge!"
He responded on instinct, dodging out of the incoming bolt of pink plasma, firing into the skies with his chainguns, that was more out of fear than out of the hope to hit anything. Fuck that was close, he sped away as fast as he could, watching as a the tall silver frame descended out of the clouds, its tailed slim form engulfed by a pair of pink plasma wings, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
He recognized that frame from the news!
The fucking Andromida, the Massacre Princess, the Lions Aprentice, the fucking Glinda Knights taking the fucking field!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
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"Who are you exactly?"
"Ah little darling, thank you for meeting with us, must be a busy time for you?"
Akito watched as his stunning blond Commander frowned at the skimpily dressed Indian woman, who wore a lab coat in Siberia anyway. That was really weird. Then again he wore only his uniform, the thin cloth did not do much for the cold, but then again he did not mind that either, he sent a brief look back at his new subordinates, the three delinquents were not the happiest people, but they were decent fighters, he could grow to respect them.
"Who are you and why did you insist on meeting us?"
"Oh I represent the Black Knights deary, and I am here because your Government has made a deal with us." The Black knigts, those terrorists had managed to get the goverment to deal with them, or at least the men in charge of the front, maybe the arrival of the Glinda Knights had affected them more then he had expected. "Now, shall we discuss?"
"Why are you so eager to work with us?"
"Simple little darling, you have something we want, and while we may be diminished from our fighting at Tokyo the Black-Knights still get what they want." The woman leaned back against the metal of the mobile factory they were meeting in front off, the Russian machinery was crude but it did help provide supplies for the front. "In exchange for three of these fancy factories we help you finish a special project."
"What special project?"
"What has every nation been working on since Tokyo? Giant Nightmares of course, the Russian government has already started construction on them, but they won't be able to hold the line for the three years they need to finish them." Interesting, ever since the Skyfall at Tokyo the general populace fear another attack by a Titanic Knightmare frame, and considering the amount of firepower needed to bring just one down...
"And you are offering to just complete them for us, just for a few of the factories?"
"Of course not, you will be a test group too, we will watch carefully to see how combat efficient these machines are while you use them, as well as taking the plans of course."
He watched as his commander frowned at the Indian Scientist, he did not appreciate potentially being a labrat for the Black-Knights, but he could not bring himself to ignore the combat potential of several giant Knightmare frames. One frame with even a third of the combat potential of the one that attacked Tokyo would turn the war on its head, if not end it immediately.
"Unfortunately, you are not going to be able to hold the front long enough for us to finish, so we are going to be helping you out until then."
"Helping us huh, who are you sending, short of the four Dragons you have no pilots who would be able to take on the Butcher and the Massacre Princess."
"The Dragons are down 2 members and 3 frames at the moment, but we can offer you the Holy swords and Blue Storm Dragon."
That might be enough to hold out, as long as they were willing to cooperate with the commander, it would bring their ace count up to seven, double what the Brits had even with Glinda Knights deployed. Still it would be a tough fight, more men were flooding the Siberian shores from all over the Lion's domains across Asia, nearly 5 million soldiers consolidating themselves for the invasion of Russia.
Beyond that other forces were on the move, many of the Lions allies were being forced out of Britannia proper, at least that was what he had overheard during the Commanders meetings, something about a ploy to remove the man's influence over Britannia should he ever return. Estimates placed the Lions total forces at close to 11 million soldiers, nearly 12.000 knightmares, and over fifty ace level pilots, including 4 of the Knights of the Round, if all of that was pitted against them Akito knew that they would never be able to hold.
"We will take this deal, just make sure that no one outside of the army knows of our cooperation."
"Excellent, you wont regret it Little Darling, now would you mind if I borrow your companion? We need a test pilot, I will even specialise his machine."
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"Is this thing on? I hope so, anyway, to keep up Andre's old tradition I have taken to recording a Quote a day, today's quote ; Siberia is fucking cold."
Marius Ernst, The Butcher of Brunei