Chapter 1

Walking into the maintenance bay the only sound to be heard was the sound of a ratchet turning a bolt into place. Looking around trying to figure out where the sound originated from, General Sean O'riley casually scratched an itch behind his ear.
Standing at six foot being one hundred eighty pounds, Sean was a skinny but muscular person. Atop his head sat red curly hair cut to military standards; despite the style of cut the curls could never be tamed. With an oval face and blue eyes the image of this man was that of a matured child, always an easy set expression upon his face people were generally comfortable around him.
The ratchet stopped and before any other sound could be made O'riley bellowed, "Captain Rail, a moment of your time, I have new orders for you."
At that a head with a buzz cut of brown hair appeared out from the cockpit, brown eyes showing signs of fatigue. Despite being weary the eyes sparkled none-the-less with a fierce fire of passion and intelligence. "I'll be right down Sir, just lemme secure a panel up here real quick." With that the head disappeared back into the cockpit. The sound of metal scraping against metal; then a snap and click echoed into the maintenance bay.
A wire with a triangle at its end and another situated six feet above it was tossed from the cockpit. This time emerging with the head came a lithe body, which placed a booted foot on the lower triangle. Hands with long fingers wrapped firmly around the upper triangle, the thumb twitched ever so slightly to press a button. The whirring sound of a winch trickled into the bay, lowering Captain John Rail to the floor.
General O'riley stepped forward, boots echoing off the hard concrete floor. "You have a mission. With Major Holl and an assault team you are to destroy several targets. The exact details you will receive en-route on the transport."
Saluting with Military precision Captain Rail replied with a simple and crisp, "Sir!"
Returning the salute General O'riley turned to leave, but looked over his and said, "Make sure to tell Major Holl when he gets here." And with that he left the maintenance bay, boots sounding off with every step that led him out the door.
Grasping the upper triangle and placing his foot on the lower, Rail's thumb brushed the button, reactivating the winch to pull him back up into the cockpit to return to his work. Picking up a screwdriver and his ratchet he ducked into the cockpit and began on the next instrument needing adjustments.

Working steadily for a half an hour Rail didn't stop when another winch in the bay started to whir.
"Your late, the General was here a little while ago to give us orders. Where the hell have you been by the way?"
Acrobatically Holl swung over to the platform Rail was working from and flashed him a cheesy grin, blue-green eyes ablaze with excitement. Holl stood at Six feet tall, same as O'riley and Rail, but had the more considerable muscle and strength. Weighing in at two hundred ten pounds Holl was a large man, almost too large to be a pilot. His wavy brown hair was unkempt, pushing the regulations. Oval shaped face with high set cheekbones and a kind jaw, matching the soft feel of his eyes.
"Just came from talking with the Colonel. Gave me an assignment." Holl replied.
"Yeah, well the General gave us a mission to complete, we need to get prepared and loaded A.S.A.P." Rail coffed.
"I talked the Colonel into getting you in on this assignment too. Wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do after the little stunt you pulled on that one mission."
"Hey my Comm was damaged, I never heard any orders." Quipped Rail.
"Yeah still that stunt lost you a rank. So you want in on this mission or not?"
"What's in it for me? I'm already assigned lead on the Mission. That's good enough for me."
"Think of it as points back to your old rank." Holl tempted.
Rail was silent as pressed on his wrench, rotating a bolt into place.
"Be like old times, you, me, and the Enemy." Holl further pressed.
"Fine, I'm in. So what's this big old scary mission the Colonels got cooked up for us this time." Rail asked.
"Details will be given to us en-route, while the others are getting theirs. Now's the time to back out, cause as soon as we get the details we are one hundred percent committed. The only alternative is public punishment for a week.and another reduction in rank if we refuse." Holl warned.
"Alright, I'm in. Just as long as I get to fight." Rail sighed.
At the utterance of those words the Enclave's display's lit up with a dragon and the word "FIGHT" printed underneath it.
Six stories tall and five tons of metals and alloys the Enclave was a sight to behold. A machine made to look like a man, function like a man and think as a man as a war machine. Problems with the Artificial Intelligence in the machine, dubbed a suit, had forced changed to the design to include a human pilot. The AI was then revamped to instead of fully function augment a pilots abilities. This AI was so sophisticated that it was only implemented in the special suits named Diamonds. Diamond suits were named thus due to their armor, a Titanium-Diamond alloy, thought to be the strongest material on the face of the planet.
The Enclave's arsenal consisted of a Beam Sword that when activated looked like a Samurai sword. Infamous this sword has become due to the fact that it was a fluke. Hidden within its shoulders sat twin high velocity Vulcan Cannons. To drive this immense technological marvel was a fusion power plant. Incredibly stable but highly potent a self-destruct mechanism was wired to the power plant in case such a situation required it.
The Enclave was not the only one of it's kind, its bother in arms being the Hells Sabre. Lighter, faster the Hells Sabre was better suited for long range combat, although in its weapons compliment it carried two Identical Beam Sabre's, more thin and more powerful than a standard Beam sword. Like the Enclave the Hells Sabre hid within its shoulders twin high velocity Vulcan Cannons. Also, since the Hells Sabre lacked the power that the Enclave had it also carried an Uzi like pistol. Although it was a Diamond suit, the AI was different from that of the Enclave's in the fact that it does more than augment a Pilots ability.
With the two pilots together in their respective suits many considered them an Unstoppable force of God leased upon the lands to end this war..or so it would be if they weren't in the Global Government's Armed Forces.