Still don't own Advance Wars. Itself and it's content belong to Nintendo and Intelligent Systems. But...

White Nova and it's COs are mine! No one elses!

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Macro Land, Orange Star Capital, HQ. Time: 0600 hrs.

Nell sat patiently in the meeting room. The meeting she had called was important, so she roused the 3 COs that were on-duty. Or more correctly, on-duty with the switch off. In short, they were sleeping.

'Not anymore,' the auburn-haired commander thought as a sleepy Max shuffled into the meeting room.

"Good morning, Max."

"Geez, Nell... the sun's not even up," yawned Max. Behind him, a tired young woman came in, wearing a bathrobe.

"Nell... it's 6 in the morning."

Max did a double take, fully awake. "Sami? Did you...?"

"Yes, I dyed my hair." She waved a hand through her black tresses. "I like black. Mmmmm. Dark Chocolate." She gazed off into the distance with a glazed look.

Max and Nell eased away an inch. Just then, the door opened, revealing a boy of 12.

"Andy?"

The boy didn't move, and Sami waved a hand in his face. "He's sleepwalking."

Nell raised an eyebrow. "Andy? Sleepwalking?"

Max snorted. "Hell, Andy sleeping? That boy's so damn hyperactive that..."

Andy started moving like a zombie towards Nell. "Strawberries..."

Nell backed up a little. "Andy..."

"Cherries!" Andy sleep-jumped at Nell. At the vital moment, Max caught him, startling him into wakefulness. "Hey, why'd ya wake me up!? I was havin' a good dream!"

"I wonder what about," sniffed Sami.

Nell sat in her chair. "Now, to business." She activated a plasma-screen tv that showed a satellite view of Mial's Hope.

The 3 COs leaned in. "What happened?"

"An attack. Our forces were completely wiped out." The view switched to a plane in the ocean. "It appears that this was the only survivor of the massacre. The pilot was rescued and is recovering right now."

"What kind of cold-hearted bastard would do such a thing?" mused Sami.

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Macro Land, Black Hole Island, HQ. Time: 0642 hrs.

Hawke sat in his chair, sipping a cup of coffee. "This coffee's too damn light," he muttered. The other CO's had stolen his black coffee, saying that he was too high-strung.

Taking his mind off of trivial matters, he turned his attention to the past year. Ever since he had taken control of Black Hole, he had taken the liberty of rebuilding the economy. That, and establishing bases throughout Macro Land. Now, how to take over Cosmo Land...

A knock sounded on his office door. "Enter," boomed his voice.

The youngest CO of Black Hole at 14, Lash stepped into the room. Gone was her puffy afro and childlike attitude. Her hair was loose and down to heer shoulders. But she still wore the same uniform as when she joined.

"What is the status on our defense system?"

Lash grinned and threw a map on the table. "I got Black Cannons facing north, south, east, and west. And to back them up, 4 Minicannons. 2 on the sides."

Hawke nodded. "Good. Now to the invasion plans..."

Lash cringed. "Yeah... about that..."

Hawke stared at her... hard. "What?"

Lash shifted nervously and activated a moniter that dropped into view. "This is a satellite image for our base in the Ball Islands." The screen revealed the destroyed Black Cannons, Minicannons, Laser Cannons, and the ruins of units.

Strangely, Hawke stayed calm. "Do we have any way of finding out the status now?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"I could get a spy plane out there..."

"Good." Hawke turned his chair around to face the wall. Lash decided to leave at that point, in a hurry.

Once outside the building, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's up?" The sly voice came from Adder, the 2nd-in-command. Adder had not changed much, save that he was an inch taller. Beside him was Flak, the strongman. At least now, Flak could think straight now.

"Hawke's having one of his moments."

"Come on," Flak piped up. "It can't be that bad."

At that moment, the floor on which Hawke's office sat exploded, the glass shattering and falling to the ground. Lash glared at him. "Famous last words, Flakalak."

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Macro Land, Moji Island; Sobek's Island. Time: 0918 hrs.

Sobek stood in the hanger with Sehkmet, Seth, and the Leader. At this point as they were alone in the hanger, so their masks were off; with the exception of the leader. Sobek stood in front of a cloaked machine. "Behold," he proclaimed, pulling aside the cloak, "my ultimate weapon."

Before them sat a machine that overly resembled the Neotank. The major difference(s) were that on the sides near the top were 2 pairs of launchers; the cannon was in the middle, below it being a Vulcan cannon instead of a machine gun.

"What is it?" Sehkmet crossed her arms.

Sobek ran a hand through his silvery hair. "I call it a Xenotank." He motioned towards the front. "It can attack directly and indirectly. It fires cannon shells, rockets, missiles, and the shells that anti-air fire."

Seth spoke spoke up. "What about when the units run out of ammo?"

"I've compensated for that. When the ammo for the launchers and cannon runs out, the Vulcan cannons automatically comes on."

"What if the Vulcan cannon runs out?"

"It's not going to." He took a key and opened a panel below it. Inside were a myriad of shells on a belt. "I've modified the bullets so they'd cause the same amount of damage that the cannon'd originally do, but will stay on the belt. Basically, the Vulcan cannon acts like a big machine gun." He closed the panel.

Sehkmet nodded. "Not bad. What about the weight compensation?"

Sobek grinned. "I see what you're doing. I've made it so that the armor has the same thickness as it does for the Md. tank."

The Leader spoke at last with a booming voice. "And what of your other project?"

Sehkmet and Seth looked at the Leader, then to Sobek. "What other project?"

Ignoring them, Sobek went to a table and picked up a massive sheet. "Here are the plans, Lord Horahkti." He unfurled the sheet, revealing the schematics. Sehkmet and Seth leaned in, intrigued. "I like what I see," they said at the same time.

"I knew you would." He said, grinning broadly.

"How soon can you have them ready?"

Sobek replied, "It'll take a while, but I calculate that it'll take 3 months to have one done."

"Have them all ready." With that, he turned and left, the eyes of his mask glowing amber.

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Marco Land, Sea between Yellow Comet & Blue Moon. Time: 1019 hrs.

"Ohhhhh, I hate flying..." Drake hunched over the trash can in the T-copter.

Eagle and Jess regarded him with raised eyebrows. They had been in the middle of a crisis when Nell had called them to Orange Star.

"Why couldn't we have taken a boat?"

Eagle rolled his eyes. "Because it would have taken longer, and I get seasick."

"Yeah," Drake grumbled. "No one cares about the fat man. Let the fat man suffer."

Jess spoke up. "It's just a T-copter. Look at me. I'm bad with planes but I'm not sick. I'm a rock." She faced forward, and made motions with her hands. "Could be good weather, could be bad weather. We could go up, we could go down, we could go back, we could go forth, we could go side-to-side..."

Drake jumped, ran, and stuck his head in the trash can, the sound of wet chunks falling apparent.

Jess looked at Eagle. "What'd I say?"

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Macro Land, Blue Moon Border. Time: 1038 hrs.

The lead APC of 3 was nearing the Orange Star Capital. Within it were the 3 COs of Blue Moon: Grit, the sniper; Colin, the rich kid; and Olaf, the leader. Grit was sleeping, and his less-than-quiet snoring was getting to the fat man.

"Driver! How much longer to the Orange Star Capital?"

"An hour and a half, give or take, sir."

Grit must have been dreaming about life on a farm because... "Zzzzzzz... Pa, them damn foxes got the chickens... Zzzzzzz."

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Macro Land, Orange Star Capital, HQ. Time: 1050

"Kanbei, good to see you again," said Nell, shaking the emperor's hand.

"Indeed, Lady Nell." The emperor's tone was solemn. "Yellow Comet mourns the loss of its' troops in Mial's Hope and the Egg Islands."

"As do we." Nell motioned for Kanbei and Sonja to follow. "As soon as the COs of Green Earth and Blue Moon arrive, we can begin the conference."

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End of Chapter 2

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White Nova CO Profile
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CO's name - Horahkti

Age - Unknown

Gender - Male

Skill - All units have superior offense. When inflicted with snow, movement decreases by 1 instead of high decreasement as with other COs.

Power - None

Super Power - Wrath of Fury: Causes a shockwave to eminate from his present HQ and inflict 5 HP of damage to all enemy units, destroying those with 5 or less HP. In addition, offense & defense is raised by 5%, and movement range increases by 1.

Charge Time - XXXXXXXXXX

Info - The Commander of the White Nova forces, Leader of the 3 COs, and father of Sehkmet. A ruthless invader.

Hit - Sehkmet and anything involved with White Nova

Miss - Everything else

Super Power Quote - "Fear me... for I am Death."

Units - 15%

Appearance - Wears a mask that resembles a hawk. Wears a Egyptian headress. Without mask: Unknown, but tall.

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This is the last CO of White Nova. What is the connection between him and Sturm? What are the new plans Sobek and Horahkti have made? What will Black Hole say?

All answers will be answered next chapter. R&R plz. Ja ne!