A/N: I'm quite surprised the rewrite actually worked out quite nicely.
I will try to get chapters out to my convenience so I will be writing bits and pieces on my phone. During school, or at night.
I'll try not to get distracted too easily, alright?
Brb, I just got a text.
Chapter 2: Prisoners
*Undisclosed Location. January 3rd, 2016, 1042*
A man sat at his desk reviewing some of the latest reports from his field agents. The office was tight, brightly lit by the artificial lights and multiple thin touch screens that ran along the walls. He wore a green turtle neck and tan khakis along with black dress shoes along with a small earpiece and microphone. He leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his thick black greying hair as another fiddled with the small patch over his right breast.
It was a large yellow Y embedded within a shield with a two words on the top and bottom of the shield.
Vix Humanum
His door opened to reveal a young red headed woman wearing a doctor's robe over a similar green turtle neck. She held a tablet tightly to her, never ceasing to work as she spoke in her thick German accent.
"Bradford." She began. "It is time to begin." She had a worried look on her face. "I still can't believe The Commander would give us the okay on this project."
Bradford sighed before replying.
"The Council is demanding something, Dr. Vahlen. He's under a lot of pressure. Hell, even getting this program funded and created alongside the creation of the UDF is a shock in itself. But we need to train a new generation of soldiers to combat this threat. Even if it means that they volunteer to give up almost all their humanity..." Bradford looked at his thumbs, his hands tightly holding each other. He stood up and began to walk out, Dr. Vahlen walking behind him. He held his finger to the earpiece and spoke, his voice echoing across the base. "Commander to the Gene Mods facility."
He ended the call and looked to Dr. Vahlen. "Now, we just need to get some soldiers together. Delta team only had one survivor and he's not going to fight the monsters on his own. Gather the survivors from the Gamma and Julia teams and form them with the Delta survivor into a six man Alpha team. We're going to need a shock troop to win this war."
*United States, December 23rd, 2016, 0914*
Tsukune could see the soldiers' visibly shaking. Their rifles unsteady as they were set on the creatures in the closet. Three seemingly normal attractive Japanese female teens were nearly huddled together. But they were all Yokai. An injured Infiltration and flyer class along with what appeared to be their version of a medic.
But the vampire was the real threat over everything.
The vampire shouted something but they couldn't understand as she was speaking in a different language. Tsukune stepped forward and put his hand on Guatia's rifle, pushing it down slightly. He knew what she was saying.
She was pleading with them in Japanese. This confused Tsukune, making him try and think.
Vampires were proud, prideful Yokai as according to the reports.
But they also had white hair and red eyes. This girl was definitely a special case.
"We are unarmed with an injured friend! We mean you no harm!" The vampire spoke in Japanese. Tsukune took a step forward as he replied in his language.
"Come out quietly and line up against the wall. I promise we won't hurt you..." Tsukune said in a very soft but firm voice. The vampire looked at him with her eyes narrowed as the ice girl helped the succubus to the back of the room. They sat on their knees with their hands up. One of the survivors, a Chinese soldier holding a Type 95, looked at Tsukune with an angry questioning look.
"Why don't we just kill them now and be done with it? They're creatures...violent and full of hatred. They would've never have let us surrender like this is the tables were turned!" Tsukune shot the soldier An angry glare of his own.
"Because we cannot just shoot surrendered and unarmed people just for what they are. At the moment, they are prisoners of war and are to be treated as such, not treated like animals." He looked back at the girls, he could see the blue haired succubus glaring daggers into him while the ice woman had an emotionless stare. The vampire's gaze was a surprise as she had calmed down a bit at the sight of the men lowering their weapons aside from Gregoir who was guarding the door.
"They stopped trying the door..." He called out.
Tsukune ignored him for the moment and slung his rifle onto his back and kneeled down in front of them. "What are your names? I am Corporal Tsukune Aono and I am in charge of these men." He said with a slight smile, trying to be friendly.
Surprisingly, the angered succubus spoke first as she looked away from him. "Kurumu..."
"Mizore." The ice girl spoke up next.
Tsukune nodded to the both of them and looked towards the vampire. She sighed.
"Moka. Daughter of the Shuzen family and commander of the Yokai forces in this area..."
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Tsukune smiled as he slightly laughed. Guatia looked back at Ichio with a confused glance. The shotgunner only shrugged.
"Well here's the deal, I just received word that have an airstrike inbound in maybe five minutes. It will destroy the whole area. I'm offering you three a chance to live and for your injured friend to get some medical help."
"I don't need your help, human..." Kurumu glared at him while a small line of blood dripped from her mouth.
"Kurumu!" Moka snapped, shutting her up. "We accept. I'll tell you anything you need to know just don't hurt my friends!" Moka pleaded. Tsukune slowly stood up while the other soldiers looked at each other with uncertain looks. Tsukune held out his hand and Moka hesitantly took it. He nodded and then looked to his men.
"Alright, we got birds coming to level this place. We need to get the Hell out and get to Trojan." He nodded towards Ichio and pointed towards the Windows. Ichio nodded back and aimed his shotgun. He fired twice, shattering two large and wide window panels. Just big enough for them to get through. "Alright, through the hole! I want Charlie out first to cover the outside. Gregoir and Ichio, you make sure nothing gets through that door."
"Yes Corporal!" Gregoir yelled flipped the teacher's desk, setting up behind it with Ichio taking up the ammo belt.
Carrick smirked to himself as he stomped down the hallway. He casually smacked aside the lower level Yokai that were foolish enough to get in the way of the unnaturally large Orc. He was already annoyed that this human team had succeeded in surviving this long. Now they were going to pay the price for their trespass.
Lizardmen and other smaller orcs were already gathered around the blocked door. They feared the piercing rounds of the humans' large weapon that seemed to spit out death.
An M60, he had learned.
It meant nothing to him. Their rounds would bounce off his skin as though they were pelting him with snowballs. He stopped in front of the door and inhaled. He bellowed a mighty roar before charging through the barricade. The door along with most of the surrounding wall crumbled as it did little to stop him.
Carrick stopped and looked up to see one of the humans leveling something on his shoulder. Carrick's eyebrow rose. The tube on the human's shoulder fired.
The last thing that went through Carrick's head was how demeaning this would be.
Ichio fired the rocket at the large Orc. The missile collided in a direct hit, blowing chunks of the Yokai in separate directions. Gregoir wasted no time following up with a burst of LMG fire at the pouring horde of angered and hungry beasts.
Moka looked back at the orc as the missile had hit. She felt a twinge of sadness shoot through her.
Carrick was not an easy man to miss. He had gotten a reputation as a perverted elitist but he was still one of her soldiers. Nobody should have to die like that. Kurumu had shrieked when she witnessed his death. Mizore was indifferent.
Tsukune turned and fired a quick burst before yelling back at Guatia. "C'mon, get the women through! We have roughly a minute and a half!" Tsukune kept firing accurate burst after burst trying to support Gregoir and Ichio but the tide was becoming too large.
"Corporal! The Yokai and through! We're waiting on you!" Guatia yelled as Tsukune jumped through the window. He landed hard on the snowy ground and quickly got up. Ichio was the first to break off. He struggled to climb through but his sleeve got caught, wasting precious seconds to get it off.
Tsukune pulled Ichio through the window and turned to Gregoir who was still firing.
"Gregoir! Lets move!" Tsukune yelled over the gunfire.
"Gimmie a second! There's too many, I need cover!" Gregoir yelled as he began to panic. They were starting to overwhelm him. Tsukune started screaming, ordering to cover Gregoir.
It was no use.
As Gregoir stood up and got to the window, a tail of a lizardman erupted through his stomach. The soldier stopped short and looked down. His vision began to blur as he saw the swaying tail. He looked up and could see the squad's shocked expression.
"Tsukune...help me..." He choked out but the lizardman flung him into the horde. They quickly set upon him.
Tsukune screamed in a blood rage as he pressed his finger down and didn't let go. He screamed as the roar of the planes got closer. He screamed as Ichio grabbed him and pulled him away. He still kept screaming as the planes flew overhead. And he still kept screaming as their payload made impact just as the Yokai were busting through the windows.
The explosion rocked the area, the shockwave sending the group into the ground with their ears ringing.
But Tsukune didn't want to get up. He didn't want to accept it.
He had lost a man under his command. A soldier he swore to protect. The image of his face forever burned into his vision. With that, Tsukune began to scream again.
Tsukune's cries died down as he was pulled up by one of the Charlie survivors. Tsukune shook his head and realized there was a radio transmission.
"This is Aono, go ahead."
"Corporal! It's Ashton, Trojan is under siege!"
***Status of Yankee Platoon Fireteam...***
Corporal Tsukune Aono: ACTIVE
Corporal Ashton Dragnet: ACTIVE
Specialist Guatia Hernandez: ACTIVE
Private Ichio Kuzika: ACTIVE
Private Gregoir Joshua: K.I.A.
***Status of Charlie Platoon...***
Squad Gamma: Decimated
Squad Jackobs: Decimated
Squad Soviet: Heavy Losses
***Status of Charlie Platoon Survivors...***
Private Chikago Noragama: ACTIVE
Private Fredrick Hedrickz: ACTIVE
***Status of Yokai Escorts...***
CO Moka Akashiya: ACTIVE
Mizore Shirayuki: ACTIVE
Kurumu Kurono: WOUNDED
A/N: That's the second chapter with our first official casualty. Do you think I should keep that Status thing at the end of each chapter or no?
Also, I have a little something. You ready?
For everyone that makes fan art of this, I will include you as a character in the story and the best fan art will become the cover art and receive extreme credit and become a character as well.
That's just a little idea I had but it's up to you guys. Enjoy your night and thanks for stopping by.