Shadow Marshal: -COUGH-myapologies-COUGH-. Thank you so much for your (many) Ideas. I'll try to make one from one of them as soon as I can have the time and motivation, cause my mind might break any second now.
HAHAHAHAno and Thermalsnipern7: Don't get too far or excited sir. Thank you for the review.
Akashin: Well I'm so glad you're happy for enjoying the action. I hope I wrote it good and descriptive enough.
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AN: Sorry for not posting this in the Fourth of July (I knew someone was expecting it). Hope you enjoy this little split chapter. Everything is still during the night where Gryle and the others doing business in the port. One little reason was I continued my other stories.
Little spoiler, this chapter is just to give a certain OC someone gave a screen time. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.
DISCCLAIMER: NOTHING AT ALL EXCEPT SOME CERTAIN POINTS AND OC'S
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Location: Outpost 'Embarkment'
"3rd Person POV"
As the operation in Vale where Gryle and the rest of her forces are dealing with their own business. Meanwhile in the farthest Nod Outpost in the northern borders of the Brotherhood of Nod. It was another peaceful afternoon and the sun was about to set for the men and women currently stationed there. They didn't complain about the peace but there's a trace in their faces that they're a bit hungry for battle. Of course, they all had the Grimm to kill but it didn't put much of a satisfaction.
2 kilometers near the northern border, there are 7 militants, 2 rocket militants and a scorpion tank currently patrolling the road. One of them is Ian Lorde, a Black Blade militant who got his foot stomped by a marching Awoken this morning and was now currently finishing upp his first night patrol. One thing that he loved about this world was the moonlight for it shine brighter than the old one, with that shatter effect making it more 'awesome' in his words.
"Geez! Are this monster really that dumb" Ian said after they just killed a pack of Beowulf's earlier and a King Taijitu, it was normal thing to the militants. No Hunter or even a person in the right mind would ever walk alone in a Grimm infested forrest at the night.
"At least we did encounter a Deathstalker along the way. That was fun" The other Rocket Militant chuckled.
"You seem to enjoy killing monsters. It doesn't feel like fighting for freedom and peace does it?" Ian asked his fellow militant.
"More like hunting for fun. Hope the commander comes back soon. I don't like the looks of these kingdoms on us" The Rocket Militant replied.
"Yeah…think about their faces when they'll know that we use Tiberium." A Militant said.
"Calling it Corrupted Dust. Another wrong minded nation of this world" Ian said.
"By the way, how's that Fox girl your going out with?" asked the Militant as he held a grin behind he's mask to Ian who was flustered in a millisecond.
"We-we're not going out. Just friends that's all, besides her brothers gonna kill me if I hit on Erika" Ian stammered.
"What's the word? Oh it's Otaku!" A militant exclaimed leaving everyone confused except Ian.
"Otaku? What's that?" Another militant asked.
"I heard the word once from Priestess Hana. It's a term used in her homeland called Japan for people obsessed with animated videos or games" Ian said.
"How is that related to Erika?" A Militant questioningly asked Ian.
"They said some of these animated series includes people with cat ears and tails or any kind of animal" Ian answered.
"Oh…So does that make us all an otaku for befriending the Faunus" Another militant concluded as everyone just kept silence and continued walking. Then they started hearing loud footsteps.
-THUD-
"You guys hear that?"
"No offense but anyone can hear that if they're close enough" Ian said as the militant just growl in response. Came and crashing the trees was an elephant or rather mammoth looking Grimm, the militants we're startled at their appearance and quickly aimed their weapons at the Grimm as the Scorpion Tank also rotated its Main guns direction to the Grimm.
"Guns down, they're sapient" Ian said remembering his Grimm studies.
"Goliaths? Damn these guys are big" exclaimed a militant.
"Heard this things are thick like mammoth tanks" said another.
"That they are, they won't mind us so let's just keep moving" Ian said as they started walking once again. Everything's been rather quiet and peaceful for the moment but it was still Grimm territory, it was nature's wrath that gave alertness to the militants.
-SWOSH!-
A Vertigo Bomber then flew by with full speed and without its stealth device activated in the sky as the militants was startled by the loud engine sound.
"That's odd. Vertigo Bombers don't usually fly by everyday" A Militant said.
"Nah. Probably just some air recon" Ian shrugged even he just got transferred today. Continuing their patrol for another couple of minutes, one of the Militia's radio came live.
"Gamma patrol you a-buzz-… evac-static-…"
"What's that?! Outpost Embark can you hear me" one of the militants said.
"-Static-…" the radio responded nothing but static sounds.
"We just lost contact with the Outpost" the militant said.
"Sh!" Ian silenced earning everyone's attention. The militants readied their weapons as they guardedly followed the path outside the border. A speeding sound then came and it was closing. Looking up Ian then notice a…
"Hit the deck!" Ian yelled and everyone did as two missiles landed on their position and exploded.
-BOOM!-BOOM!-
"…" Ian half-dozed off.
-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-
"Contact Front! Contact Front!"
"Get to cover!"
For the last 10 seconds, Ian was deaf and was unaware to what was happening though he could hear yells and gunshots, some we're also explosions, all he knew that he is down on the dirt trying to recover. His vision clears up and what he saw in the sky are hundreds of Atlesian Eagle crafts in high-speed and large slow moving airships. Switching his sights direction to the horizon, he saw white figures slowly marching across the road firing unrecognized weapons. His full attention went back as a militant grabbed him by the arm and went by destroyed tree for cover.
-FOOTSTEPS-BANG-BANG-BANG-
"What in the holy is going on?!" Ian demandingly asked.
"Atlesian Knights!" yelled the militant in response as he focused back in returning fire.
-BANG-BANG-BANG-
"Outpost Embark! This is Gamma Patrol, we've made contact with Atlesian Ground Forces! This is some next generation automated combat infantry! These things are everywhere!" A militant yelled through the comms noticing the robots we're overwhelming the squad from three directions.
'An attack in the night!' Ian cursed and peaked by the tree. He saw lined Atlesian Knights slowly marching down the road and coming out from the shadows while firing their weapons. Not wasting time, Ian picked up his TRM3 and joined the gunfight.
"Scorpion 1-1, are you okay?!"
"-cough-Side armors been breached and the spitfire is destroyed but side cannon is still online" said the tank operator through comms. The Scorpion tank then moved back and began firing it's secondary cannon.
-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BOOM-
The other militants somehow managed to find some cover in the other trees while some went to the foxholes created by the missile. Though startled by the sudden attack, they didn't gave in and put up their battle hardened spirits. Luckily, no one was injured in the explosion.
The Atlesian Knights we're not stopping as they just continued marching towards the defending militants. More and more of them fall to the ground as the fight just continued. Any Knight that was lucky to close in with the Militants we're met by a combo of slashes from their Blades.
"Stand your ground Militia! In the name of Kane!" Ian cried to boost his brother's morale against the advancing robots. Their rifles ripped through the Atlesian Knights armor as AP bullets broke through their chest areas or made new hole in their heads. But they weren't stopping their advance as they just continued marching to their synthetic deaths.
"Guhk!" A militant cried as he was pushed down to the ground and hid behind the tree.
"Son of a bitch, these things uses Tungsten bullets!" Which hurts like a bitch, luckily the slug hit the radio and the armor was able to hold the force off. The militant shrugged off the bullet and threw it somewhere then joined the fray once again. One got killed due to the massive force of the slug, enough Kinetic Force to penetrate through the human body and break bones.
-THUD-
"Walker!" A militant shouted as he saw 2 four-legged walkers jumping off the cliff and landed beside the marching Atlesian Knights.
"Get some Rockets onto that thing!" Ian shouted to the Rocket Militant squad, the militant did so as they switched from their GD-3 to his RPG while Ian and the other militants kept the Altesian Knights occupied. The Twin Rocket Propelled Grenade was able to inflict minor damage to the walker but it wasn't enough to destroy or disable it.
The Scorpion Tank turned its attention to the Atlesian Crawler and began firing 35mm shells unto the four-legged walker. The Scorpion Tank was fast in both guns and speed but they we're weak in solo engagements.
The other Crawler merged its guns and begun emitting a large fireball-looking energy. The pilot anticipated quickly and rolled out exposing its side armor and ready to dodge the incoming projectile. The Crawler fired but the Scorpion dodged as he was ready and he began another offensive fire against the Crawler.
-TING!-
"The Armors exposed, Rockets!" Ian shouted as the Scorpion was able to expose the inner armor of the Atlesian Robot. The Rocket Militants quickly aimed their RPG's.
"Eat Kane's Power you Metal-freak!" The Rocket militants cursed then both fired their weapons.
-BANG-…-BOOM!-
The Rocket blew inside the Crawler destroying it into pieces. The Militants cheered for a bit but they knew the battle wasn't over. Even without trenches or defensive positions, the Nod soldiers didn't hesitate to fight to the death as they knew that slugs and leads will try to claim their lives any moment now.
"Stay Focused!" The other rocket militant said as he also fired a shot and was able to damage the first Crawler.
-BANG-BANG-BANG-
"I thought they said CABAL was good as dead!?" A militant amusingly yelled to his squad.
"No shi*t! Probably their cousins!" Another replied and laughed. Then he tried to raise head and aim his weapon but a burst of red substance splattered from his head, the militant fell with a missing part from his head. The Militants took note that one shot from those Tungsten Slugs isn't a good ending.
Minutes have passed Ian and his squad massacred their foes yet the Atlesians weren't giving in.
"We don't make bullets here! Curse these damn androids!"
"Enemy armor approaching!" A militant exclaimed, they turned their attention to the rumbling sound and saw an armored tank. The tank was painted blue had thick and heavy armor designs and the turret had two large barrels attached that seemed to be 30mms or a higher caliber.
-BANG-
Before the Scorpion Tank and the Rocket Militants could react, the Atlesian tank fired its two weapons instantly destroying the Scorpion Tank.
-BOOM-
Both shells that came from the tank destroyed the Scorpion Tank.
"Tank's down!"
"Contact a Carryall right now!"
"Radio's not working!" The Militant replied.
This wasn't working well for them. Normally, Black Blades would stand their ground and fight till the death. Ian and the rest weren't hesitating to stay at all, they we're all ready to die. At this rate they'll be surrounded and will have no way of escape.
"Fall back! Everyone fall back to the outpost!" It wasn't an idea of fear or regret, but tactic.
"Heh! Go on ahead, I'll die fighting this bastards" A militant snickered. Of course, his brother we're hesitant at first but they knew arguing against ones choice to give his life to Kane is dreadful for the Brotherhood. All of them grudgingly fall back while one remained to hold them off.
The militants busyness paid off as he was now unarmed with his hands up with two Atlesian Knights behind him while some (hundreds) we're slowly marching towards the direction of the outpost.
'Fools, recalibrate your droids to point your weapons into their prisoner' The militant thought as he noticed the Atlesian Knights behind we're just looking at him with their rifles NOT aimed at him, sign of them not being cautious. Then men in some sort of mini-Zone Armor with helmet covering half of their approached him. The militant assumed this we're Atlesian Troopers he read from the Analog Database.
"Got you now Terrorist!" The five AT's began insulting the said Fanatic.
'One vision' Closing his eyes, the militant said in a faint whisper as the insults continued.
'One Purpose'
'My Life…For Kane"
"Hey!"
"Piss off Atlesian Scum! For the Brotherhood!" Taking advantage of his un-cuffed arms. He tore off his armor and behind the Black hood-jacket are four green glowing bags resembling as satchel charges.
The men gasped at the sight. But before the troopers and the droids could react or run.
-BOOM!-
Location: Temple of Nod/Command Room
"High-Command, This is Outpost Embark we're under attack!" An officer yelled in the comms.
"Roger, we are aware of the Atlesian declaration and sending response units to your location" Another officer responded in the Command Room.
"Not the declaration! We're under attack Atlesian air forces!"
"Say again outpost Embark, what Atlesian forces"
"An entire Atlesian Aerial Armada, requesting immediate airborne reinforcements!" The officer demanded with hopeless in his voice and desperation for help.
Everyone in the Brotherhood are tensed up and readying as the information spread all over the southern regions like wild fire. Fredrick's red alert response woke up the sleeping giant in Vytal.
"Sir, outer defenses are online!"
"Good, send out Reckoners and form up defensive positions outside the perimeters!"
Location: Somewhere in Mystral/Haven Academy
"? POV"
Mystral do have a way of engineer and culture. Unlike Vale who had similarities of New York Blue Zone. Mystral had it with Middle-age Europe or less-religious Rome, despite being a Red Zone, grainy images and records have been kept safe.
Cursed Atlas, I never anticipated for such move coming from a superpower. What could you expect from an arrogant nation? What a hilarious fact for the Brotherhood to hear.
Walking through the dark hallways where a certain someone is waiting for me, I made my path by the shadows making sure no one can sense my presence. Finally reaching a certain area, I came out from the shadows and faced the certain someone that 'we' know too well.
That certain someone wore seductive-looking red dress with flame patterns, she had medium length brown hair and the face of a goddess with a smile of a slut. At first she glared at me.
"I hope this meeting will bring me with attracting subjects, I hate being bothered during my schemes" The lady said with the usual sensual voice of hers and a drop of anger.
"Trust me Cinder, if I say it's good, it's good" I plainly stated to the seductress and she just sighed.
"I'm all ears" Cinder said and looked at me fixedly.
"Don't worry, my commander has given me authority to speak freely with the blessing of his eminence" I assured her trying to soften her doubtful look hidden beyond that sadistic face.
"Well, what would a certain Nod Commander need me for?"
"As what she said…'Let's talk deal'." I said as she responded with a grin. Bingo!
We finished our discussion about how her master-plan similar to Gryle's. It was all related to Beacon, Atlas, the White Fang and…Peace and sweet revenge.
"I thought your commander never wanted to negotiate with those animals or even me" Cinder said with a slow and SO seducing voice of hers. Damn this girl got a bigger ass than mine.
"You can just say that she has doubts with people outside the Brotherhood"
"I can understand very well for her role in that conflict. So, as for the cooperation…"
"Just convince the White Fang and will do the rest. We both know how Atlas would react to your presence"
"-chuckle-…I'll be sure to send Qrow the message" Cinder concluded.
"You have our thanks for this partnership, Cinder" I thanked her and she nodded.
"I'll be off to the next Dustplane to Vytal then. I still have to check on Roman's progress" She started walking off towards her intended direction. Stopping, she again ask me question.
"Tell me…Is your commander's intentions is to annihilate the White Fang?"
"If the wind blows towards that path, we won't hesitate to burn heretics. We are merely setting alliance with you not the White Fang nor you're Subordinates" I answered, Cinder was the only intended target. Afterall, her alias as the 'Queen' has bigger influence towards the Academies of the four kingdoms.
With that, we said our goodbyes and walks out leaving me in the dark massive room. I brought out my communication device and tapped a few things in it.
"This is Nakita, she's in"
"Good work. Standby for further instructions" Gryle said through the comms and I just held a smirk in my features. I changed the transmission then to the other.
"This is Hana" Responded the confessor.
"Inform Neo that she'll meet up with her in an hour"
"I'll be sure to do that"
Location: Somewhere in the Island of Patch
A man in rugged and raven-dyed cloak with its hood covering his face with a large Scythe on his right grip stood in the center of a dusky forest. He stared at the night sky admiring the glooming moon.
-BUZZ-
The cloaked-man broke from his inner thoughts and brought out a scroll from his pocket. In the scroll, he saw something that widened his eyes behind the shadow of his hood yet he maintained a calm posture. It was a picture of a Black Queen Chess Piece.
[From: Qrow]
Queen has pawns…
It was just a simple message but it meant many things.
'Ruby, Yang…Be okay' the cloaked-man thought.
Location: Armageddon Aircraft/On the way to the Temple of Nod
"Gryle's POV"
By the time a war starts, an officer, commander or any higher-up ranking must have his objectives listed down but as a soldier, you need to know what you are fighting for, it's a more personal matter and war greatly affects your personal life. I found mine long since I was founded.
Returning back to the Temple, I was now in one of the seats of the Aircraft. Since I was in a rush and Carryall's were just too slow to travel half across the continent I had to use an Armageddon Aircraft for transport along with Nate, Stella, Fredrick and some Shadows Ops.
NC 03-26-01 (DAY 86)
-This stricken Date (DAY 85) is a memorable for the followers of Nod and its citizens. The Kingdom of Atlas has finally declared war against the famed and rich religious movement in Vytal known as the Brotherhood of Nod. The Black Blades and the Local Military of the Kingdom of Vacuo are on high-alert as an Atlesian Air Fleet passed the borders of Nod.
Furthermore, the farthest outpost named as Outpost Embark came under attack by both Ground and Air forces. The battle still rages as the night ends. This date is to labeled as the first act of confrontation with the Atlesian Armed Forces.
Location: Temple of Nod
Finally reaching the hallways of the Temple by midnight, I made my to the Command Room where Legion and my other high-ranking officers we're waiting for my arrival. I had noticed a bit of cheer from my brothers in the city after they have heard that I have returned.
"An honor to have you back Commander" An officer said with a bow of respect.
"The honor is mine brother. Clear your throats children of Nod, let us sentence this fools to not muddle with the Brotherhood"
"Legion, play Kane's Private Audiolog #4, open a channel to all radios in the Brotherhood, occupied villages and the Kingdom of Vacuo" I said.
[END]
***NOD INTELLIGENCE DATABASE***
Atlesian Crusader.
The Atlesian Crusader was first sighted in the northern borders of Nod by an assigned squadron of militants and a single Scorpion during their night-patrol. The emergence of this new armor-threat made Tank pilots and Rocketeers in the Brotherhood both awed and excited for encountering a counterpart.
The Atlesian Crusader seems to be a Medium-heavy tank, judging by size and speed witnessed by said militants. It carries the firepower half-equal to a GDI Mammoth tank. Most Rockets militant dubbed this new enemy 'mini mammoths' due to its gun being twin fix-mounted cannons with the exception of missile launchers and usage Dust-based slugs.
Fanatics in the Black Blade's Militia?
Though rarely seen or not used, Fanatics have never been neglected or rejected in the Black Blades. In fact, Gryle Bane along with her forces greatly admires and highly respects for their vast faithfulness and fearless heart that drives them to run in the middle of the firefight despite the number of bullets soaring through the air which made them very well-known in the fields of Guerilla or Head to Head battles. Fanatics from other branches of Nod like the Black Hand that moved to Black Blades we're trained to use TRM3's and the LTBK and guise as a regular Black Blade Militant. Gryle explained that they must be put to good use before they 'answer' the test of their faiths and show steadfastness against their enemies.
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PixeliteMC: I'm not really in the mood so I can't talk about it much. Please let my rush typing aside for now, I'm sorry for that.
Ruby: Somebody depressed
PixeliteMC: Shut up! Bye AWESOME guys thank you again for reading and see you in the next update.