In case you wondered, ARX, the TFX AI module is explaining what TFX is. Also, going to have other things happen. I'm going to update these chapters frequently, at least 2 times a week. Be sure to follow the story if you are interested!
Chapter 2: TFX Backstory
-TFX-
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Description
Task Force 100 (also called TFX due to the X dividing the countries of Earth on the patch) was founded as a response to terrorist actions on Earth. Comprising of elite soldiers from every single country, it quickly received the finest of equipment and funding. Quickly after subduing a large amount of the Terrorism based on Earth, they disappeared into space going on adventures and expanding their horizons all across the Milky Way. While making allies, enemies slowly appeared as well, in forms of extragalactic empires or invaders. The threats would be dealt with but it put a strain on resources, making it imperative to expand even further, possibly to make allies. Shortly after a massive incident on Earth involving a group of Terran supremacists, the group took to the skies again, in search of new galaxies to expand their horizons on. Task Force 100 supports the equality and acceptance of all races and species. From harboring refugees and fugitives from war, to conducting massive assaults, the Task Force made itself famous throughout the galaxy. The soldiers comprising TFX are all elite fighters, adapting and improvising. They have natural mental resistance, physical strength, and they have wicked fast reflexes, partially owing to unknown forces that resonate within all of the members.
(EDITORS NOTE 1: Yes, the "unknown forces" are midi chloridians, the TFX people don't know that yet)
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Members
Name: Orion M. Irving
Rank: Marshal
Weight/Height: 175 lbs, 6'2"
Race: Human, M
Name: Horace J. Lacey
Rank: Admiral
Weight/Height: 154 lbs, 5'10"
Race: Human, M
Name: Grace K. Wolffe
Rank: Colonel
Weight/Height: 188 lbs, 6'1"
Race: Human, M
Name: Kri'taari Ai'kla
Rank: Lieutenant
Weight/Height: 280 lbs, 8'4"
Race: Kaithe, M
Name: Jaa'la L. Arka
Rank: 1st Sergeant
Weight/Height: 236 lbs, 7'9"
Race: Kragolyte, M
Name: Logan M. Barrex
Rank: Lieutenant
Weight/Height: 120 lbs, 5'3"
Race: Mobian (Fox), M
(EDITORS NOTE 2: Yes, the race from STH comics. He is an original character, and I am only using the term Mobian because that's always been part of TFX history. No STH characters will be making an appearance.)
(EDITORS NOTE 3: There are Female characters in TFX, they haven't been introduced yet)
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Races
Kaithe
Kaithe are large dark scaled intelligent bipedal reptilians from the planet Kai'thur, orbiting the star Rigel in the Milky Way constellation of Orion. They are powerfully built and their scales act as armor. Kaithe have a reputation in TFX for almost never getting killed because they are so strong, have lightning reflexes, and have that natural armor. To boot, they see in the UV spectrum as well. Kaithe also wear supplementary armor to protect themselves from energy based weapons, which they are weakest to. Kaithe have an amplified voice and can roar loud enough to shatter glass, shake dust from ceilings, and even burst tympanic membranes, such as eardrums.
Kragolyte
Kragolytes are large scaled intelligent bipedal reptilians from the planet Lokari, orbiting the star Kirah in the Pinwheel galaxy. Kragolytes are either green or blue. Due to genetics, green Kragolytes have large fangs, while the blue ones don't. Do not be fooled by that, however, because the blue Kragolytes can bite too. While powerfully built, they don't have the natural armor of Kaithe, although their wounds do clot quickly and they tend to not die from exsanguination. Kragolytes wear armor in order to protect their internal organs from weapons fire. Kragolytes have natural weapons, such as their teeth. They also have wicked 4" claws that are sharper than razors.
Mobian
Genetically mutated creatures that represent all different kinds of mammals, fish, reptiles, amphibians and birds. Mobians range in size and weight. Depending on the species, mobians can breathe underwater, survive in low/high temperatures, see in the dark, track things by smell, fly, etc. Every Mobian has their strengths and weaknesses. They are highly intelligent and can speak any languages.
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-Rebels-
On board the Ghost, Sabine was tending to the injured Ezra. He was covered with bruises, and a few cuts. She gently bit her lip as she bandaged him and injected some painkillers.
"OW", exclaimed Ezra, feeling the needle.
"Sorry sweetie, love stings", said Sabine. "Try not to get abused again, understand?".
"Yes Mom...OW!", whimpered Ezra.
This time the pain was from a gentle punch from Sabine. She looked over him with her brown eyes. She saw he actually felt hurt. She sighed and hugged him. She couldn't help but feel bad. He probably got beat up a lot when he was in custody, punching him, even jokingly, wasn't going to help him.
"I'm not Hera, Ezra. Do not call me mom again. Call me something else, hun", she said, releasing him from the hug.
"How about 'bitch'", he replied, holding his arm grumpily.
Sabine grinned.
"Okay, asshole", she said. "Oh hey, I can smell Zeb coming".
Zeb entered the room. He grunted and yawned.
"Man that rescue op was tiring", said Zeb.
Sabine rolled her eyes at him. He basically got to sit on the ship and play sharpshooter while she, the other rebels and Kanaan ran themselves ragged searching for Ezra. Not that he hadn't pulled his weight before, but she knew he was trying to cause trouble.
"Lazy bum", said Ezra, annoyed. I didn't see you running towards me, Ezra grouched to himself.
Having obtained his goal of pestering Ezra, Zeb laughed, and his eyes brightened up. Sabine got miffed and gently swatted at him. He was obviously glad to see Ezra okay, but he did not need to be trying to cause an issue. Ezra looked towards the door, and smiled again.
"Ezra needs rest", remarked Kanaan from the door of the medical bay. "That means no bugging him until he gets annoyed, Zeb. Give him a break."
Zeb grumbled something about just wanting to have fun as he walked out into the hall, and down towards the cockpit. Kanaan focused on Sabine, sensing her emotions for Ezra. He sensed growing attachment. He sighed. Those kids grew very close to each other. Then again, Ezra grew close to everyone on the ship. When he had first arrived, he was but a pest. Now he was a piece of their puzzle.
"Come on Sabine, let him alone", said Kanaan. "Ezra, you rest now".
Kanaan walked down the hallway. Sabine apologized to Ezra for having to go, and walked out of the room down the hall. She headed towards the cockpit. The Ghost was about to leap out of hyperspace. Slowly, real-space appeared. She saw a few other Rebel ships flying routine patrols around the planet.
"Phoenix squadron, this is Ghost", said Hera. "We will have some friends arriving soon, don't be alarmed".
"Roger that", said a pilot. They buzzed by the Ghost, and continued their patrol.
Suddenly, the sound of multiple ships leaping out of hyperspace could be heard. Hera gasped.
Imperial cruisers?! The Empire! They found us!.
The crew of the Ghost was terrified, until they realized that the Empire was running from something. Then they all cheered. On the ass of the cruisers was the Intrepid. It rammed through one, and fired a few shots at the another, blasting it to pieces. The Intrepid took some fire from a third cruiser, as it was launching a missile. The missile slammed into the engines of the Imperial cruiser, disabling it.
"Ghost, feel free to land. We want to inspect this cruiser", said a familiar voice over the comm link.
-TFX-
Quick to action, raiders loaded onto transports. Ai'kla boarded an assault craft.
"Pilot, let's board that cruiser!", ordered Ai'kla. "Go go go!".
The assault craft flew towards the disabled cruiser. Already, bombers were attacking the turrets.
"This is Hawk 2-4! Hostile fighters inbound from that hangar!", yelled a pilot of a nearby transport.
A bomber's rear gunner opened up and blasted 2 TIE fighters out of the sky. A friendly fighter streaked towards 2 more fighters. It sheared the wing off of one TIE, and set the other on fire. The group of assault craft approached closer to the cruiser. A bomber launched an ion torpedo at a turret, which let off a flurry of shots before being disabled by the torpedo. The pilots of the assault crafts dodged the shots with ease, and landed in the hangar. As they were landing, one shuttle slammed into a TIE that was taking off, destroying it in a fireball, and causing a small scale fire in the left corner of the hangar.
"This is Fox 1-4, targets in the hangar!", said a raider who was leaping from a shuttle.
Already, Imperial marines had set up shop, and opened fire on the incoming transports.
"Gunner, take out that autorifleman!", yelled the co-pilot.
The gunner swiveled around and started returning fire. A thermal detonator flew at the assault craft.
"Get out! Get the hell out!", yelled Ai'kla, as soldiers dove behind cover.
The detonator exploded violently, killing a raider. Ai'kla swore loudly.
"Cover your ears!", he yelled, and then proceeded to let out a screech. The canopy of a nearby TIE shattered. Stormtroopers screamed and fell to their knees as their heads split with pain.
"Kill them!", yelled a Kragolyte raider. The raider unsheathed her claws and rushed to a stormtrooper who was reaching for his blaster. She knocked it from his grasp, picked up the discarded rifle, and hurled it at another trooper who was getting up. Without breaking stride, she slashed the original trooper's throat open. Already, there was a mass melee breaking out in the hanger. One raider was being beat by 2 stormtroopers, before an enforcer picked them up and threw them high into the air. They crashed down, dazed and disarmed.
"Get off my teammates!", spat the Kaithe enforcer as he helped up the injured soldier.
Across the hangar, the Kragolyte was going into a frenzy, and causing panic amongst the Imperial marines. She picked up an officer, snapped his neck, and hurled him at an E-WEB turret, causing the ammo to explode from the sheer force of the impact.
"They got the deck officer! Retreat!", yelled a panicked stormtrooper captain.
Ai'kla got shot in the shoulder by a retreating stormtrooper, who laughed as he ran.
"GAH! You little shit! I will end you!", he roared at the retreating stormtrooper.
Ai'kla ran down the trooper that shot him. He picked up the stormtrooper, slammed him into a wall, pulled his fist back, and slammed it through the troopers helmet, shattering it, and breaking his nose. He walked a ways down the hallway, dragging the dying trooper.
"Fuck you, alien pig", spat the stormtrooper.
"Cute. A fucking biggot", growled Ai'kla, continuing his walk, making sure that the trooper's head hit the ground as often as possible.
The stormtrooper hit Ai'kla in the shin. Annoyed, Ai'kla whipped out his pistol and blasted a window open, causing the vacuum of space to start sucking all the air out of the room. The stormtrooper screamed for mercy. Unphased, Ai'kla hurled the trooper out into the void of space as the emergency window shut.
"Biggoted piece of shit", grumbled Ai'kla. Raiders ran up behind him.
"We secured the hangar", said a Mobian cat. "Teams 2 and 3 headed down the hallways and managed to get a large portion of hostiles to surrender.
"Roger that", said Ai'kla. "Set charges in the ship after we get every available piece of intel".
-Rebels-
The rebel base was alive with chatter. Suddenly a pilot reported in, causing a hush to fall over the crowd of rebels.
"Those friends of Hera's reported that they have set charges in the base. They also nabbed intel and some prisoners", reported the pilot.
The rebels cheered. They went outside just in time to watch the last Imperial cruiser explode in a large fireball. Down came assault craft, escorted by Phoenix squadron A-Wings. Exiting the lead assault craft was a tall, powerfully built human wearing black and gold armor. Hera approached.
"Welcome to the base...marshal Irving I presume?", she said.
Irving smiled from under his helmet and took it off. He approached Hera.
"Pleasure to meet you, captain Hera", said Irving as he shook her hand.