Here we are again folks! Nothing better than have new tech being used in WWG. (World War Ga'hoole). As you this is in the future.
Chapter two: HALO
Crossing the Sea was sort and simple.. easy for Freya to cross with no difficulty. They had taken camp in a base just outside of the Shadow Forest. The tented area had three parts; One for housing, One for eating and One for planing. Some important owl gathered around a map of the Middle Kingdoms Sea.
"Attention! As we know the enemy has deployed some heavy artillery. So we will go in on a HALO. Or High Altitude Launch Operation." A commander of the Ga'hoolian Brigade began. Freya watched form outside the tent, her gazed focused on the meeting. Something taped her shoulder
"Back the hell up!" She said and pulled out a dagger and turned around.
"Hey.. sorry beautiful." A male barn owl replied. Freya rolled her eyes, she had seen this before... an old trick.
"He listen... I know your gonna falter me and try to screw me, because I look good and have nice tail feathers..." She began to put the dagger away back to her waste.
"I can put it back." He said staring at her. Freya rolled her eyes.
"Of course you can... just try me... I'm not the one who does dumb ass stuff because I may not come back." She replied turning to walk away.
"C'mon... just one little time.. that all I ask." He pleaded, getting on his knees. Freya turned her head
"Good night, sir." She flew to her tent. In the tent was a makeshift nest, and her equipment. She sat down and picked up her Ice Sword and began to sharpen it to pass the time. About a half hour later, an owl walked in.
"Hello, everyone. I need you to meet up in five in the clearing. Okay?" The Sergeant said, the owls in the tent nodded. Freya turned to a tent mate,
"Whats going on?" She asked, He was about to reply.
"HELP! We have dead!" Strong and deep voice called out, owls rushed from their tents. Freya steppe out into the cold star filled night. What she saw confirmed her fear. A small group of owls, feathers dyed black we're standing in front of them... three were ling down in a macksift stecher. Blood was stained on them, some looking mauled.
"What happened?" Chloe asked as she walked up. One turned to look at her
"Ma'am... they have breached the vault..." His voice was barley a whisper. Chloe looked up,
"Hell no! Those were a secret! What happened!" She demanded. The owl looked up
"They were my friends... I don't know... I don't care... it was a waste of life!" He said looking up and walked away. Freya felt something tick inside her,
"What are we gonna do?!" She called out, Chloe turned her way
"Storm the shore... go prone... Night Hawk Low." She replied and turned her head up. "Everyone, as of now we leave for the middle kingdoms! NHL is in affect!" She yelled, the owls looked around puzzled.
"What is NHL?" One asked, Chloe answered
"Follow my every order and you will be fine." Chloe then went into the tent with the returning Blue Scout. In the following hours, everyone had their feathers dyed black.. and their flashy armor stained black. Along with the battle claws as well. Now Freya and her brigade waited for the long fight.
"We leave here today to avenge seven fallen soldiers and allies... NHL Go!" The field Marshall called and they took flight into the bright sun.
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The sky was a dark shade of red as the sun set over the mountains as the Middle Kingdom came into view. Freya shivered as she remembered the bodies of the seven fallen solders.
"Everyone... flank dive due starboard until tree contact, then land in formation!" The Field Marshall called the order. The did as told, the move looked gently deadly. A delta shape moving silently though the air with a sinister black appearance. After the sun set, they would not be able to be seen.
"Okay.. land!" Chloe commanded. The fifty owls landed on shore. Freya looked up and saw smoke rising from the hills.
"So... we need a team of fifteen brave owls to flank The Pure Legion from the east and take control of their Anit-Owl defenses, ounce occupied, disarm them and use use them to are advantage... who is willing?" The Field Marshall asked looking over the owls. Freya, four Sergeants, two Majors and three Lieutenants and five Privates raised their wings.
"Good... we will be very grateful." Chloe said as she shook a Majors wing, Freya headed over to her new group. The trees thickened as she gazed upland, it would be perfect cover.
"Are we ready?" A male Great Gray asked as the last major walked over. One Lieutenant looked up from sharpening his sword.
"Ready as I'll ever be." He replied, looking at the sky. Freya walked over to them
"Okay.. lets head out now." She said and the went into flight.
"Stick to the trees." The Major said, "It will keep us safe." They flew lower. About five minuets into their mission Freya saw a flash then a really loud, maybe even deafening at close range, pop.
"What the hell-!" Private Walter was cut of with a groan of pain and fell to the floor of the forest.
"Duck and cover!' Freya yelled as more pops rang out. As she dove though a stream of what she thought were fast moving arrows. Something grabbed her and pushed her down.
"Stay down!" This mysterious voice ordered as he pined Freya down. She struggled to break free, but then she noticed the owl was gone. The owl was wing to wing fighting a Pure Legion member. Only to get knocked out by another.
"Help!" She cried out, but only to be kicked in the head. The world went black...
Uh oh. What were those fast moving things? And who saved her? What is the Vault? Please leave a review! :)