A/N: Second chapter, not too bad, bit later than I would have liked. However, I encountered some difficulty regarding the Conversation between two friends. Tom Clancy: Rainbow Six Siege and Tom Clancy: The Division Beta (Great Games by the way) were bought and released, respectively. So there was little conviction to write more of this when I had to the Dark Zone to explore. But I had a great time on there though.
The chapter will detail specifically a small communication with the D.E.O on the Live Fire exercise and Red Tornado's actions afterwards. There is an Officer that Liaisons with the D.E.O that'll make the bet with Alex. TITAN SECURITY will be abbreviated as TITAN in the future. Please Read and Review.
NOTE: This is a Heavy AU. The attack on Metropolis as it was solved in Man of Steel, didn't happen. TITAN SECURITY employed a MK2585 Onager Magnetic Accelerator Cannon to destroy the ship once the world engine was destroyed by Superman. Not all the Kryptons died in the strike, so there will be an appearance of some.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Halo (But I Wish I Did), Supergirl. Bungie/343 Industries/Microsoft Studios, DC Comics, CBS Respectively.
CHAPTER 1: Red Tornado (Part 1)
Lieutenant Hannah Crowe, TITAN SECURITY Military Contractor, TITAN SECURITY/D.E.O Liaison, D.E.O Base/Training Range, 80 Miles outside National City, Earth, 08:03 hrs, 25th June, 2016/TITAN SECURITY Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
Hannah Crowe was a Lieutenant and Liaison Officer with TITAN SECURITY and the Department of Extra-Normal Operations. She was driving to the D.E.O base, behind a painfully slow column consisting of 2 US Army High Mobility Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicle and an unarmed M3 Bradley Cavalry Fighting Vehicle. Knowing who was ahead, she steered to the right off the single road and put her foot down, allowing the M70 Force Application Vehicle to roar past in a cloud of dust. Looking at the screen displaying the rear view camera, she chuckled at the sight of the lead HMMWV flashing it's headlights repeatedly. Then her phone began to ring, alerting her to an incoming call that she answered via the Wolfhound's Communication system.
"Lieutenant Crowe, here." she answered, then a familiar voice came over the speakers.
"Hannah, where are you?" asked Alex, in a rather anxious voice. "General Lane is arriving in 15 minutes and you're not here. Hank's pissed off."
"I'm 2 minutes away, Alex." replied Hannah in a calm voice. "If the General is travelling with a Bradley APC then I just over took him on the road."
"Alright, just get to us as fast as possible." asked Alex.
"No problem, Love." replied Hannah, a smile forming under her HELLJUMPER-Class helmet on her last comment.
Taking an exasperated sigh on Alex's side as an answer, she hung up and really put her foot down. True to her word, 2 minutes later, the Lieutenant had parked up by a SAM Site. That SAM site was a land-based Sea Sparrow missile system mounted on a Heavy Expanded Mobility Tactical Transport coloured in a drab olive green, the same colour that UNSC utilise in woodland environment. Not in a sandy desert. Climbing down from the FAV, Hannah walked towards a group of three people discussing something. The famous Supergirl in between them both, wearing her tight blue leotard, yellow belt, red skirt, black tights and red knee hight boots. The flowing red cape behind her and the bold "S" on her chest looked incredible. She was the most interesting alien she's met, being so human yet not being human at the same time. 2 of them had black fatigues usually worn by Special Forces and matching leg holster for an M9.
Comparing what they wore to Hannah would be idiotic in her mind. Hannah wore the latest generation of Armour built for all branches of the UNSC Military. Before being posted to this Earth, she had been a SPARTAN Orbital Drop Shock Trooper and though the need for such a deployment wasn't needed, she had grabbed the armoured bodysuit, that all SPARTANs wear and the Marine Combat Fatigues with full titanium armour plating. (A/N: The Marine Corps armour that Sergeant Major Avery Johnson and the UNSC Marines wore in Halo 2: Anniversary, matching ODST Helmet. Less bulkier and more streamlined to her body.) The digital camouflage design, Matte finish was coloured Olive Green, Black and Dark Brown.
"Director Henshaw, Agent Danvers, Miss Danvers." greeted the armour clad soldier.
"Lieutenant Crowe. Can I ask why you're wearing that armour." Asked the Director of the D.E.O, his curiosity peaked at seeing his TITAN SECURITY Liaison like this.
"I requisitioned the armour a couple months ago and it arrived last night." replied Hannah, while not technically true about when she was given the armour, but it did get delivered from the Winter-Class Heavy Cruiser in Orbit only last night from the resupply runs they make. Plasma-Coated Ammunition is impossible to make without the internal fabricator all UNSC vessels are outfitted with now.
"It looks great on you, Hannah." complimented Alex, who was looking her up and down for obvious reasons. "Though, you'd look better without the Helmet."
Hannah smiled as she pulled the helmet off with a hiss as the seal was broken. Kara had never met her before and the sight before took her breath away for a second. A young woman like herself, not more than her mid-20's with an incredibly pretty face with straight strawberry-blonde hair tied in a compact pony tail. Holding her a ridiculously armoured hand out to Kara, the other woman grasped it carefully as so not to crush the new armour or Hannah.
"So why did you need me out here right now?" she asked Hank, "I'm missing an hour's worth of rack before I'm back in the air."
"You're a pilot?" Kara questioned, this time Alex explained it to her.
"No, Kara. Hannah is an Elite Drop Shock Trooper, or EDST." replied Alex, if she didn't know what the woman she was dating, did for living then she didn't deserve her.
"That's about right, specifically I'm the sharpshooter of my fire team." confirmed Hannah. "I usually get deployed from the Pigeon, but today we're in a Robin due to being in the city's airspace."
Supergirl looked impressed at who she was, but there was a nagging feeling that she couldn't shake about the two of them. Not that it mattered for now as the 2 HMMWV's and M3 Bradley CFV had finally arrived. From the HMMWV's came six desert camouflaged men with holstered pistols on them. The last two were in Dress Uniform of the US Army, and by the looks of the pins, the man was a General and the woman was a Major but the General moved towards them first.
"Director Henshaw." said the General,
"General Lane." Replied Hank, "What can I do for Army Intelligence?"
"I need you to approve an immediate transfer. A member of your field unit to my command." asked the now identified General Lane.
"Really." Hank said with humour. Hannah looked down and snickered at the comment. "And who would that be?"
"The lady in red." General Lane said, looking at the amused Lieutenant.
"Technically, Supergirl doesn't work with this organisation." Alex informed them,
"If I had my way, nobody would." stated General Lane, "Your covert operations could be handled effectively with my special forces and without foreign assistance." Looking at Supergirl and Hannah, who had by now looked up, with contempt.
"Why would you need me?" Kara asked, looking at the soldiers behind him.
"We've been developing something. An Anti-Insurgency combat device, project codenamed RT. I need her help testing it for me." Before any of us could reply, the Major injected.
"She has no choice." stated the Major, striding towards us from the Bradley. "We have an executive order from the President, forcing you to comply." Handing the document to Hank.
"My legal attache and my daughter. Major Lane." said the General. "It's been signed by the President. You can take it up with her if you like."
"Unless you don't think you're up to it" stated Major Lane. The way she had said it was an ultimatum if anything.
"I'll do it." Kara said. Hannah thought it was a bad idea that she go through with this, especially after the General made himself acquainted to the Base Commander.
"Supergirl, you don't have to." The big sister had met the professional side.
"I agree with Agent Danvers." Hank said, throwing his support to not doing it after reading the document.
"What do you need my to do?" asked Kara, confident that she can beat it.
"Fight my robot." replied the General, not even a smirk had appeared after line.
"It's not a robot." stated another man, this one in a business suit. "It's an…" Hannah wasn't really listening the technobabble (A/N: I couldn't be asked to attempt to spell it. Please forgive me!) that the man spat out. Robotics was not really her thing and she wasn't an scientist at heart, so she made a mental note to acquire the basics of the machine for later analyst. Looking the green Hard-case, she saw what Kara would be up against and she laughed openly at the design as is was so unlike the UNSC's own Anti-Insurrection weapons. It was obviously based of the aesthetics of a human, but they'd screwed up somewhere along the line. Red and Gold trimmed armour plates were placed around the body, on the chest plate was a stylised "T" in a darker red. (A/N: Search "Red Tornado" the actual.)
"I call it Red Tornado." said the Dr. Morrow, ignoring Hannah's laugh.
The US Army technicians confirmed it would be another 6 hours before the test could begin. With Alex, Hannah walked to her Wolfhound and looked at her girlfriend and embraced her out of sight from the others. Well, all except a certain Kryptonian present.
"I have to get back for my report." Hannah said to her, still hugging. "I'll give you a lift if you want." offered Hannah.
"Not now. i need to finish up her." replied Alex, "Then it's off to my apartment."
"Why?" She looked at her, confused at why she'd need to go back. Alex just looked at her.
"I need to discuss something with Kara." Hannah nodded. Letting go of each other, not without a small kiss.
The couple stepped back into the open again. This time Hannah was wearing her Helmet, her face obscured by an reflective opaque Dauntless visor. The US Army personnel took a few pictures for later reference, whilst Dr. Morrow took silent notes of what the armour looked like. The TITAN SECURITY Officer shook hands with Director Henshaw and saluted General Lane and Major Lane, watching her go to that monstrous 4-wheeled truck. The door on the FAV opened and gave the senior staff a glance at the commonplace vehicle in TITAN SECURITY's arsenal. The interior looked like something from the C-17 Globemaster III, glass screens were in the place of conventional speedos and gauges. The Lieutenant scaled the steps and climbed into the driving seat, on the right side instead of the left side, but being originally from the United Kingdom explains that detail. The Vehicle recognised Hannah's CNI and through a mental command, started the M70's V14 22 Litre Hydrogen-Burning ICE. Capable of producing an Equivalent Power Output of 1495Hp, it was the fastest multi-tonne armoured vehicle on the planet. Off course the engine's specifics about being a Hydrogen Internal Combustion Engine wasn't common knowledge to those outside of the UNSC. Putting it into drive, she accelerated away and back to the Base, leaving a cloud of dust in her wake.
Flight Lieutenant John Jones, TITAN SECURITY Military Contractor, UH-288 Robin, Military Airbase/Live Ordnance Training Range, 50 Miles outside National City, Earth, 08:48 hrs, 25th June, 2016/TITAN SECURITY Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
Pre-flight check over flight instruments before take off was imperative, if you miss a warning then your life and your passengers are at risk. This time, like every other flight he's performed, Flight Lieutenant John Jones was adamant that everything was in order with his UH-288 Tilt-Rotor Helicopter. The last thing to check was the 80mm Chain Cannon mounted under the nose. His two gimbal M247K Heavy Machine Guns were both already occupied by the 2 UNSC Marines that he'd been assigned. Glancing to his right, he saw the fire team of 4 ODST's jogging across the hardpan, towards the cargo bay. 2 of ODST's carried an SRS-105D Series 7 Anti-Material Rifle and a M439 Designated Marksman Rifle. The last two were equipped with BR98 Battle Rifle and an M779 Light Machine Gun, the last one had an M50 Tactical Assault Shotgun and M69 Medium Anti-Vehicle/Assault Weapon System. All of them had an assortment of M72 Fragmentation Grenades, Tactical Grenades and UNSC Plasma-Semtex Grenades. alongside 2 M6R Personal Defence Weapon Systems mag-locked on their thighs. The 4 of them climbed into the troop bay, the Snipers sat on the floor, legs dangling in the air whilst the other 2 sat on opposite seats.
They were on an aerial patrol for any Kryptonian's that slipped through the net after the attack on Metropolis. After the Supergirl came on set in National City, Intel suggests that General Zod and his subordinates, would attempt to kill or capture her after failing to convert Earth into another Krypton 3 years ago, as a revenge attack. Or even worse would be dealing with General Astra and General Zod combining forces.
"Control, this is Razor 1-3. Request take off clearance." he asked, knowing that he'll be cleared alongside the other two UH-288's.
"Razor 1-1, 1-2. 1-3. Clearance for take off is granted" replied Control. "Good Hunting, Razor."
"Roger that, Control." Replied the Lieutenant. His AVIATOR-Class armour's HUD lit up with a flight path to follow out of the base. The route to the city was only 15 minutes flying time and then the 4 hour Patrol of the City begins. Pulling the throttle up, the rotors spun faster and the turbines ejected more hot exhaust, pushed the helicopter into the air. Nose down, he began to pick up speed, preferring to fly low rather than up high. Old habits die hard.
Lieutenant Hannah Crowe, TITAN SECURITY Military Contractor, TITAN SECURITY/D.E.O Liaison, Aerial Patrol of National City, National City, Earth, 10:57 hrs, 25th June, 2016/TITAN SECURITY Military Calendar/Military Standard Time.
"So Hannah, Whose this Alex who keeps texting you?" Inquired her longtime childhood friend and target spotter, Caroline Ford, or just Carol. She could just sense the smile on her face afterwards.
"Caroline, Why are you on my phone anyway. You have own? Right." Trying to feign innocence by deflecting the question. But from the corner of her eye, she was failing badly when Carol looked at her.
"Come on, Hannah." Carol went back to her spotter scope, searching for anything not human. "It's not like I don't know you. So, who is Alex?"
"Alex is the liaison officer at the D.E.O." replied Hannah, hoping she has answered enough, "She is also the adoptive sister to Supergirl."
"Then why would she have your personal number, which is linked to your NI. If you're gonna lie, be more convincing." chuckled Carol, working it out. "That just leaves me to think she's something more…" Leaving the words hang in the air. Her suspicions were confirmed when Hannah sighed, resigning to her friend's knowledge of her.
"Alright then. Alex is more than what I say. It's more than a just professional. Does that answer your questions?" Hannah asked, but it's Carol, it's a yes for her.
"No." Carol responded. Hannah was surprised at that statement, going back to their respective jobs of spotting and scoping. But it didn't last. "I have one question to ask."
"Oh. And what is this one question that you're dying to ask me?" replied Hannah, emphasising the one question part.
"Just what have you done with Alex so far?" asked Carol, narrowing it down to the intimate actions. "Like kissing, visiting her place and other activities."
"I hate you." said Hannah, Carol probably smiled under her helmet. "Kissed on occasion, but none of the stuff you're implying. At least not yet."
"Well, I am glad that you finally found yourself a woman you love." stated Carol, genuine support was obvious.
"Yeah. I hope that when we reveal ourselves proper, that she still loves me." said Hannah, peering down the scope of her Sniper Rifle.
"What makes you say that? You're not different from who you right now." asked Carol, confused to this comment. "You're not different from who you anyway."
"Our relationship is based upon a lie. I can't tell her that I wasn't born here on Earth, that I'm over 300 years old with the appearance of a 24 year old." replied Hannah.
"When you put it like that, it'll be a hard conversation." admitted Carol, seeing the brighter side. "But you'll have the rest of us to help explain. Won't you."
"Yeah, I will. But if it goes to shit, I will blame you." smiled Hannah, the comedy between the two, before returning to the job at hand.
"Helljumpers, close the doors. We're bingo Fuel and Returning to Base." said the Pilot over the intercom. Swinging her legs up back into the cabin she grabbed the door handle and forcibly pushed it towards the crew chief who would secure it. Resting her head against the bulkhead, she began to think about the upcoming test with Supergirl and the US Army.
A/N: I think this is a good time to end this chapter, otherwise it'll be too long to make real sense. And it allows me to do a time jump a bit. The third chapter should be ready in a week. Basically transcribing the episode then adding in a few lines from the TITAN SECURITY Folks. Please review this story if there is anything you think I might have missed out anything. Next Chapter will jump to the meeting before RT vs Supergirl and no this story will not have Alex/Hannah privacy scenes. Not good at writing that sort of stuff and I don't want to have to up the rating.
Have a nice day,
SmokeTinyTom.
