A/N: Alright, this is my shot at a Red Alert 2 fic. For those of you who have no idea what RA2 is, and you found out about this through my FFTA stories, it's a game about war between the Soviets (yes… the USSR is still around) and the Allies. It's after WWII (with all this high-tech weaponry 'n stuff), but explaining how there are still Soviets and Allies in a war against each other would give away the plot of the game. If you wanna find out, buy the original Red Alert along with Red Alert 2. And for kicks, get RA2's expansion, Yuri's Revenge.

ANYWAY, on with the story…

Commander, Reporting for Duty: The Situation

BEEP. "You have an incoming connection request."

'Not this early… please, not this early…'

BEEP. "You have an incoming connection request."

'What the hell does Command want me for? Don't they have any other Commanders to bug at this ungodly hour?'

BEEP. "You have an incoming connection request."

"Alright! Alright, dammit! Just give me a second!"

BEEP. "You have an incoming connection request."

Grumbling about how the military communications system is too pushy for his likings (and how he ought to just rip the whole damn system out of his house), Commander Phoenix got up and pressed the little green button to accept the connection request. The nice people at Command would be getting a good view of Phoenix in all his glory. Serves them right for waking him up at this hour…

"You could have tried to at least put SOMETHING on…"

Much to his horror, it wasn't just anyone at Command who was patching in to Phoenix, but Lieutenant Eva and General Carville, both of whom were wincing. However, the young Commander took it in stride, and instead of growing red with embarrassment and trying to cover himself, he responded rather coolly.

"You could have at least waited until a decent hour to drag me out of bed."

On the screen, Phoenix saw Carville look over at Eva and asked her, "Is he REALLY all we've got?"

"Yes, General. He's all we've got."

That confused Phoenix. Feeling he had given the two officers enough of a view of his (in his mind) perfect body, he started to dress himself while he asked, "With all due respect, what do you mean I'm all you've got?"

Carville gave the Commander a smirk. "'With all due respect'? I hardly think flashing everyone at Command counts as 'all due respect'…"

"Sir…"

"Right, we've got a problem here, Commander." He turned once more to Eva. "Briefing is your field of expertise, not to mention your job."

Eva rolled her eyes and turned back to the screen. "Here's the problem Commander-"

"Phoenix."

She paused, seemingly confused. "What?"

"My name's Phoenix."

"Military regulations require that I call you Commander."

"And I would like you to call me Phoenix."

"The PROBLEM, if you WILL!"

"Here's the problem…" she hesitated. "… Phoenix."

"Thank you."

"All the current Commanders are either on leave and unreachable, out on an ongoing campaign, or missing."

"… What do you mean 'missing'?"

"Just that. We've had several Commanders kidnapped in the past few days. Several prominent Commanders. Remember the one who single-handedly defeated the Soviets in Cuba while defending Einstein's Chronosphere?"

Phoenix laughed. "Who doesn't?" Commander Jack, or "Captain Jack" as his friends called him, is one of the most famous Allied Commanders known.

"He's missing, too."

Phoenix laughing? Not anymore. "Your kidding."

"Comm- Phoenix. When I'm on duty, I don't kid."

"Alright… so I'm the only commander left?"

Carville sighed. "Unfortunately."

"Hey, I resent that! So what's the situation?"

"Pretty grim, Commander."

"That's not saying much." And in truth, it wasn't. It was "pretty grim" when the Commies were taking over the U.S. from almost every angle, and the Allied forces still managed to pull through.

"Here's the problem: We're running low on field Commanders, and the Soviets know it. So, using their superior numbers, they've began running quite a few more operations than we can handle. Each operation will be reaching its climax within a few days of the others. We need to be quick, but we need the right type of striking power for the job."

"Well, then you've found the right man, then. I'll just strut into the Soviet base, flashing a smile, and they'll all immediately bow down to me a defect to the Allies shortly thereafter."

"Commander, this is serious!"

"I know… I was just trying to be a little light about it…"

"Well don't be light, alright? We need someone who knows when to be serious."

Phoenix nodded. "Yes ma'am."

"Eva."

"… Huh?"

Eva shot him a smirk. "My name's Eva."

Phoenix cracked a grin. "I'm ready to get down to business, Eva."

"Alright, then… report to Command within the hour, Commander."

"You've taken to calling me Commander again."

Eva shrugged. "Old habits die hard."

A/N: Obviously that chapter was fairly short. It was the introduction chapter, so that's kind've to be expected, no? Well anyway, the conflict has been revealed, and it seems like Phoenix is ready for some action.