This was written late, I'm tired and I have dance practice tomorrow... Anyways, between each view, war machine names are reveled. (CTDK and crew do not know the machine names, but ROCK and the OoE does.)

Deep Within the City

While the monster is clearly heard and seen ravaging the hills in the distance, Emily watches from her point as a white portal opens next to the building beside them. She can hear a chorus of vocals and soothing instruments of some kinds playing as a slender, humanoid machine the size of a three story building at the tip of it's back pipes. Unlike the raging beast that promotes fear and power, this one held a sense of awe and calamity as the machine emerged. Painted in black, white and silver, it's back pipes glowed, softly producing the music. It's right hand held a sword that has runes carved into the bone-blade, while it's left arm held a gun of some king with a blade extending to the elbow. It's faceless helmet reflecting the moon as a soft green glow burned inside.

Right on it's pointed breastplate, under a holo-shield stands Auriel, her pupils glowing green with her hands and chinks between the plates of armor as the machine mirrored her movements.

"Fancy seeing you here, EBNY." The faceless head turns with Auriel as she speaks to them. Emily did not know who to make eye contact with, the machine is staring at her with Auriel. "Staying alive I hope."

"You betcha." Ying replies with a fly of her arrow right between a Borbatusk's eyes.

"You're not late either." Nicole adds in as she shoots down a few Beowulves with quick succession of her pistols.

Auriel only hums and turns to see a full grown Goliath the size of her knight charging at her. She and her machine both raise a hand, signaling them to cease fire.

"Let me display a taste of true, untouched power." She whispered before taking off running at the Goliath head on.

They see the the knight gracefully spin around the tusks, sword slicing the thick skin before doing a backflip over it as the Goliath turns a second too slow. Her arm blade catches the Grimm between it's tusks and neck.

To their astonishment, there is a slight ripple around the blade before the psychic powers conjured fully, decapitating the Grimm in a spray of black, oily blood. Though she failed to notice another one coming from behind.

"Look out!" Branda shouts to the swift Forgemaster.

Auriel spins around, her left arm extending with the machines as a hexagonal shield burst to life in front of them, making the Goliath crash into it and into a building instead. A pulse of green fire fires off her machine's hand. causing the Goliath to swell up before exploding.

"Well, keep going- I have it here."

Borderline of Beacon and Vale

"Tarkus, Avon, take your squad and go to Beacon to hold the defense against masked men and Grimm." Rio commanded, the two standard bearing sergeants before him nodded in unison before the eighteen men departed instantly, cleansing the streets with bullets and fire they take to get there. Rio watches them leave before turning around and place a hole in the Ursa's head. "I'll regroup with you soon."

The ground in the foothills behind him tore open jaggedly, and out came a monster that is made of pure fire and metal with an bloodthirsty mentality. Chains adorned the black and silver beast that stands as tall as two men. It lets off a mighty earthshaking roar as the jagged portal closes behind it.

They weren't surprised either when they see the chaotic Forgemaster mounted on the fiery steed of pure chaos, battle ax raised to the sky. Aron's horned, terrifying skull visaged helmet is thrown back, laughing with glee as they bounded by in flame steel and all out unrestrained anger.

"Let the sky rain blood of the innocents!" He shouted, crackling like thunder as he and his Juggernaut ran across the base of the hill, decapitating Grimms with his crude, twisted battle ax. On another note, Aron don't care who he kills as he cleaves through a few unfortunate Atlas soldiers without care.

"Advance!" Rio turns back to his twenty-four remaining men, two have been killed by unsuspecting nevermore feathers.

Aron and his Juggernaut steed set fire to the city as they ran through the streets, mirroring Mel as she and her small retuine of five fiery demons, the Wraiths of Fire stalk the streets, cleansing them in fire and lava.

Deeper in the City - West Side

"Kelly!" Cindy shouts behind her as she flips over a charging Creeper before driving her ax into it's neck. Kelly looks at her after smashing a Beowulf into the ground. Cindy nods, which Kelly understands.

Kelly turns punches a Death Stalker in the face and fired her cannon into it's damaged face. She looks to Diane and nods. The sniper quickly quickly pull the large pack off her back and locks it onto Kelly's back and the pack began shifting into it's usual ammo housing as a tube and wire connects it to Kelly's arm and pack.

"Code 3!" Kelly shouts as her mask slides over her face as she leans forward slightly. "Fall into defensive line!"
Despite Cindy being the de-facto leader of CTDK, Kelly remains the leader at calling defensive positions.

Jay and Cindy quickly retreats back slightly behind Kelly, their weapons shifting into their hybrid forms and take aim. Diane kneels down as Diane rests her sniper barrel on her shoulder. Cindy switches out a drum clip and switches to full-auto. They can see Kelly leaning forward, the gears churning under the vent of the massive gun as the first round slipped into the chamber.

BANG!

The first shot came in a white flash before a Grimm exploded. Kelly shifted her fire into a wide arc, raking down the first wave in four shells with the rest of the teams to pick of the remaining staggerers. Cindy is surprised how the ammunition no longer give as much of a recoil as the older ones. She deducted that the design is more likely from Akaia or Aron due to similar round size and build. She looks at the ammunition counter on Kelly's arm.

Forty-five- times that by four rounds inside each bullet- that leaves her with about a hundred and eighty rounds to spare.

Jay can hear Kelly's gauntlet spin down to a halt with a soft hum with the chant of gears as the gun returns into its gauntlet from again. The taller girl panted slightly, her left hand clutching her right arm tightly.

"You alright?" Diane asks before she can.

"Y-yeah, just some-." Kelly waved her right hand slightly before pulling something from her area of injury. She looked at the piece of twisted metal and threw it aside. "That."

Jay shrugs and looks at Cindy, who seems to be out of breath, clutching her chest, shoulder moving quickly.

She doesn't ask, brushing it off as exhaustion.

Borders

Last time Akaia counted there were still at least two hundred of her company standing with Atlas. Now with a staggering loss of forty- well… They're down to one hundred sixty without Rio's men. At least they fared better than the Atlesians.

The night sky is filled with fire, cannon fire streaking across the sky in the distant of the city. Blood of all kinds held heavy in the air like fog.

With Cyres unconscious on a mound of corpses that piled up to the sky- one can say she puts up a great fight as usual. Hazurfurn is looming over his student , busy flicking Grimm back to the gates of oblivion with a mighty swing of his tail. Or simply turning the entire place as a massive ice rink.

Whichever it is, the Grimms gathered towards him, drawing attention away from the hybrid army defending line of the Fourth.

She notes HLTP taking advantage of the distraction to set up traps around the perimeter with their startling speed. If caught by a Grimm, they rely on their weapons melee forms to take them out silently without drawing much attention.

"Keep their attention to you!" She shouts over the gunfire and other noises to her men who are busy holding the lines while keeping the wounded safe behind their wall of metal and lead. Although one Beowulf jumped into the smaller Guardian, claws piercing the hybrid armor easily. "Where's that heavy bolter turret?!"

A cannon fire exploded in the forest, causing several of the Grimm to explode into ashes.

At least the three Warhounds are here.

Near Beacon

"Hold the line!" Rio shouts to the rest of the First Company as they take arms against the horde of Grimm inside the city while the large Atlesian command ship is firing at their own ships, letting derbies of flaming metal to fall on them and the White Fang and Grimm below.

Auriel's giant Wraithknight is seen fighting in the distance with Akaia and her men, creating galler fields that flings Grimm far across the land with a flick of it's wrist. Her machine acts as an extension to her amazing psychic powers, capable for her to control it on the ground or not through neural connections.

A explosion sent him to the ground as a intact gunner ship fell not too far from the line of white-helmeted warriors. The explosion was powerful enough to send both sides to the ground- the lesser armored grunts were killed instantly while Rio recognized that three of his men were killed on impact and derbies.

Forty-two of his men are left.

They stand tall, unfazed by the carnage before them, even as explosions racked the ground that sent the faunus to the ground.

They are Her embodiment, an extension of Her will to bring Hell and order wherever they go. They are to stand tall and stiff like a wall and not suffer emotional baggage. The cries of the dying didn't affect them as much as Rio. They mercilessly cut down whoever gets close to them with a precise swing of their bayonet or their swords.

Heck, even after ten years of being as one of the Order, he still is shocked by their way of handling a skirmish. He envied that they can block out their pleading cries as the ground is painted red slick with blood and bits of what remained of the bodies before being charred with the flamer-type weapons. Oh how he envied them.

Rio growled and shakes the thoughts from his head, raising his gun arm up and pulling the trigger before giving a roar as he and his heavily armored Terminator guards run into the fray, their large armored bodies ramming through and crushing bone like thin glass slides.

His heart fell every time he killed one, thinking how misguided they are and how they are throwing their lives for a goal that long had a tainted grasp, whispering false promises to the new ones.

He just wished none of this had to happen when he watches a bullhead be mowed down by the assault cannon of his armored brethren before it even had a chance to open it's side hatches.

"Rio." Akaia's voice drew him from his thoughts as he turned from the gruesome sights of the battle. "Hope is lost on this front, we're drawing back to you."

Rio's eyes widened under his helm before looking at the city that is engulfed in flames and the screams of anything echoed the air.

"But, sister, why? We have the upper hand." Rio tried to reason with his victory. "You're leaving the city open to just three Atlesian and three teams that are basically a suicide team?"

"We have no choice, Rio." Cyres' voice merged with his. "We're losing too much, one of our Warhound Titans have been destroyed and the Fourth Company of Banshees, Astartes, and Berzerkers is reduced to nothing but a handful of a hundred."

Rio growled again and before he can say anything, Mel interjected.

"Yeah, about that, we're toast, we're outnumbered and the Grimm are coming faster than we can take them down here."

"But we can still do a line here to prevent the Grimm from advancing into the scho-" Rio started before Akaia's voice cut him off.

"Well… Shit."

Rio looked at the carnage before all the links in his helmet without notice.

"All Imperial Shadows units, this is Grand Master Mordred." His mechanical voice a pleasure to their ears.

With CTDK

"Let the world fear us. For they are useless without our hands to guide them."

The sky grew red and orange as three titanic ships burst into view as it phased into realspace. Hundreds of pods streaked to the ground as smaller ships detached from the main hangar and fell to the ground below.

They looked up at the sky, confused as multiple pods landed around them, breaking the buildings like glass and cracking the ground as they made contact.

"What the-" Kelly started before they all opened and armored men and women spewed out like a river of black death, box-like walking machines that stand as tall as a house spewed hot shells from the gatling gun arm as the clawed hand sliced through Grimm with ease.

Hovering ships streaked through the streets, their guns spewing white light that sliced through anything in their reach.

"At last!" Aron's voice laughed behind them. "We have the order."

Jay turned to him, shaken from the sheer brutality of the Order.

"What is this, what are those ships?" She asked, and Aron laughed upon his steed of metal.

"Oh the fury, the wrath, the woe that befalls you all!" He continues to laugh.

The creaking of joints alerted them when Auriel and EBNY arrived, a marching army of sleek armored men with large cannons and women with dual edged swords marched on. Auriel walked in front, her knight behind them all.

"Humans are useless with a failing plan." Her tone sounded hostile, unlike her natural graceful side. "They try and fail-"
"And we have take things into our hands." Aron sneered, a pool of fire erupted behind him as demons crawled to light. They looked like they used to be humans- or whatever the Order had. Not anymore as their arms became tentacles, giant clawed hands or large pincers- some with two heads or none at all. They made guttural noises as they gathered behind Aron. Two four legged and two clawed mechanical being turned the corner, revealing the shivering visage of death on it's hull, the upper body with two laser cannons.

The two teams shook in fear in the display. They didn't know how to react to this at all.

"W-what was the order?" Emily asks the two leader.

"None of your concern-" Auriel looked at the ships in the sky before a massive explosion rocked the city. "Oh, they arrived early."

Aron turns and glances at the sky as a massive machine walks through, the massive weapon batteries firing all at once.

"The Reaver Titan, Argonaut is here." Aron chuckles, jerking slightly in a crazed manner. His helmet's jaw cracks across like Akaia as it was thrown back, fire spewing from his mouth. Auriel quickly punches him across his face.

"Save your power for later, Aron." Auriel frowns at him before watching the titan blow chunks of the city apart. "It's not even using the strongest ammo we have."

Aron huffed and his mouth sealed again.

"What is going on, what is the purpose of the Order of the Eclipse?" Barbra demanded, taking out her battle ax. The two Forgemasters seems unfazed at the threat.

"We are not the Order of the Eclipse as humans know it. We were the original guardians of this recruiting planet."

"My dear, we are really the Imperial Shadows of the Lycanus System. And we have awakened to being Hellfire."

Dun. Dun. DUN

Welp, they're screwed.
The Imperial Shadows are here and ready to kill.