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"Are you sure? That is impossible! It simply can not be! You are misstaking! What? Photos? Video? Voices? Computer match? Alright, you got me convinced. This is still impossible, though. How would this be....

... Unless....... Alright, call in the members of the squad. We have to act quickly. Things can be a lot worse than we have suspected. This is no regular threat from regular foes. What do you mean? No, do not touch him! Keep him traced however, as we can not afford to loose him!

Activate the Swat team? Are you crazy? They would go into a certain death! This requires... the best!"

General Gregory Smith turned around as he deactivated the communication. He shook his head and leaned against the controlpanel. He slowly raised his head and with a whispering, yet commanding voice spoke.

"Activate Project Chronos! We need to move quickly!"

"Roger that!"

Lt. John Fox ran of into the hallway, dialing a number on his cellphone. As the call was recieved, he told the whole story to the man on the other line. About what threat that waited for the world and what had to be done. After giving his approval, Project Chronos was put in action.


A message where sent out to all the members of the premade squad and even though the squad knew it was being assembled, they did not know why. The Project Chronos squad, a squad that would be fighting the clock and the largest threat of the world so far.

The best was called for and it was done right away. A group of military was sent to each different adress that the soldiers were located at, with friendly intentions to bring them in.








"Project Chronos" upon encounter. You do not know more about the mission other than the fact that you are forming the greatest special force in the world.

How you get picked up, how you will react, how the soldiers will treat you, in what kind of veichle and that kind of things are all up to you, as long as you follow the final step. You will all be transported to a military warehouse a couple of miles outside town. You can arrive there in your very first post if you like.

This does not go for Android217 but I will PM with more details for him, as he will be recruited by the bad guys ]

Andrea was putting the last of her groceries away when she heard a knock on the door. When she opened it she was met with a sight which made her want to close the door, she was feeling lazy today and didnt feel like messing with military pricks.

"What is it?" she finally asked irritated with their silence and the fact they are bothering her.

One guy stepped towards her "Project Chronos" he stated looking at her as if expecting for her to know what that meant, which she did. She straightened up at what he had said, she knew it had to be serious if they were bringing them together. The guy seemed satisfied with her reply and they headed out as if expecting for her to follow. She sighed as she remembered that she had just bought groceries, she quickly ran back in and grabbed a box of strawberry pocky and ran after the military guys.

Andrea got into one of the many black cars and sat next to the guy that had stepped forward, which she guessed to be the leader. She gave him a look that had said 'I dont like you' as she bit down on a pocky stick. She looked out her window after finally deciding that the man had enough of her glaring while eating pocky, she watched as they drove by the park on their way to HeadQuarters to find out what is going on.

Yesterday had been the anniversary to her friend, Tina's death, she had visited Tina's parents but they were never too happy to see her, they had always blamed her for what had heppened to Tina, but she never let it bother her, she just paid her respects and left like one of her explosives were about to go off.

Andrea sighed as she knew they were nearing HQ, she stuffed another pocky stick in her mouth as she felt nervous, she kept thinking as to why the 'chronies' as she called them, were being summoned. Her nervousness soon became a smirk, she only hoped she could blow the living hell out of some things in the meanwhile.

Rose stood in her bathroom, toweling off her hair as she heard a loud rapping on her door. Drops of water slid of her tones, golden body and fell to the floor from ehr shower a few moments ago. Poking her head out the bathroom door, Rose called otu;

" Just a min- "

She was interrupted by the door being pushed open, and a squad of Marines forcing in - M 1s in hand - and positioning themselves accordingly. The words that exited their leader's mouth echoed in the back of her mind.
'Project Chronos'
It had begun.

When they noted her state, the men forced their eyes to the ground, all mumbling apologies. Their leader grunted an ' I'm sorry. ' to which the rest of them nodded. Rose smiled sheepishly and darted into her room, changing into a black tank top and camo cargo pants in less than a minute. She pulled her dog tags over her head, and grabbed the back pack filled with the few things authorised for her to bring. By the time she stepepd out of her room, golden blonde hair - still dripping - in a tight ponytail, most of the men had regained their composure. The Leader still seemed flushed.

As they led her out to the jeep, he explained that his entrance was neccesary, because they wanted a report on how one of members, a pilot none the less, kept in their natural state. rose ahd grinned and responded to this by asking if 'Wet and Naked ' fit the standards. The squad laughed, save the still-up-tight leader who seemed to be grimacing beneath his driver as he drove the jeep. Finally, after a 40 minute drive, they arrived at a large, grey institution. Excitment ran heavily through Roses vains, but also a bit of nerves. She had a feeling this mission would be something new to her, and she knew better than anyone that where Experience lacks, danger fills it's place.

As the car pulled to a stop, Rose closed her eyes, and drew in a deep breath. one of the marines touched her arm.

" Time to go. "
" Right. "

On the way out, the marines reached forward and patted her back, giving her a boost of confidence. she turned, smiled, and rendered a salute to the squad, and turned as they too rendered and cut their own. As she walked toward the doors of the building, Rose wondered just what she would be doing on this mission. She looked down at the scrap of paper the Marine leader had pushed into her hands. It read '2-204'. The room number she was supposed to head into.

The warehouse was dank, and seemed old. As she pushed open the door, a long corrider, and a stairwell to her right, hit her eyesite. Taking the stairs, she climed steadily to the 2nd floor, where she walked down another hallway past '2-103'. There was one door left, and it had no number. Cockign her head, Rose wondered if she could be mistaken. Taking another dep breath she pushed open the door, and stepped inside the room. To her releif a conference table had been set up, so she stood behind one of the seats in the front of the room.

(sorry if you think this is god modding)

Richard ducked with three freedom fighters behind a small wall in a church steeple. The sound of an Abrams tank rolling by. He made a three with his fingers. Then a two, and following a one. Richard and the freedom fighters lifted up. Only one had an RPG, but Richard thought it could destroy the Abrams with a lucky shot. Apparently he was wrong. The RPG flew around the tank, and into a building. The tank lifted its barrel up, facing the steeple.

"Down Down Down!" Richard yelled. Richard had started to climb down the ladder, when the tank fired into the steeple. The explosion knocked Richard down the ladder, and onto his back. The rubble from the top of the steeple fell towards Richard. He attempted to roll over, but only made it half way before the rubble had fallen onto his leg. He struggled to reach for his gun, which too, was underneath the rubble. The sound of heavy pounding feet could be heard outside the ruined church.

Richard grabbed his 9mm out of his holster, and waited. A soldier with an m16 charged into the room.
"Oh sh-," The soldier was cut off by a series of gun shots. Two shots had hit his armor, and one hit his throat. But the soldier had managed to get an burst shot at Richard. Luckily the shots hit his armor, but pierced it barely. He pulled his leg out of the rubble, and started out of the steeple. The Abrams was waiting outside. The fifty cal. gunner was waiting for him.

Richard ducked and ran as the gunfire followed him. He ran into a city street alley, and hid behind old crates that had been abandoned. The tank driver was not fooled by him running into the alley, and stopped right by it. The fifty cal. started up again on the crates tearing them apart. Suddenly, Richard heard a loud explosion. He looked to see the Abrams in ruins.

Jacob's eyesight blurred as the ceiling flashed before his eyes. Before he knew it he was on the ground and the room was spinning. Sounds seemed to be amplified and a slight ringing was in his right ear. As he laid there he could hear cheering and someone started to speak.

Announcer-"Looks like Book may be down for the count this round! The ref has begun counting! This amy be it for the champ!"

Referee-"Ten.. Nine.. Eight.. Seven.."

Jacob started to force himself to his feat. As he wiped the sweat from his forehead, he felt a trickle of blood run down his face from up around his right brow. The look on his face turned from a lost and confused look to slick grin as he started moving around again.

Announcer-"Looks like this isn't the end!"

Referee-"Alright get in there and keep it clean!"

Jacob slid to right as the other fighter sent a low jab trying to make him lose balance. Now with the opportunity of a hard hit, he swung with a right upper cut and was satisfied when he felt the hit make contact. The other fighter flew back and landed on his stomach. The ref walked over and counted down from ten.

Referee-"Looks like we have a new winner, ladies and gentlemen!!"

The red held his arm up in the air and after a few minutes of the crowds admiration, Jacob went into the back of the bar and found his clothes. After getting dressed and have his wounds dressed, he swung by the main office and retrieved his prize money.

Soldier-"Mr. Book, we-"

Jacob-"I don't sign autographs, sorry."

Now frustrated the soldier walked in front of him. "Project Chronos."

Jacob's eyes widened and he instantly knew why they were there. "Alright I will go with you." The soldiers loaded him into a car and drove off. After a while of dull silence and driving, they arrived at an old warehouse were Jacob exited the vehicle and ventured inside. "Door's been opened so someone else is here..." He followed a set of instruction and headed upstairs to a room labeled "@-204." After a minute or two or searching he found the room he was looking for and ventured inside.

"Richard Garrison? We are going to talk!"

A man clad in a white, shiny armament walked around the corner with a longbow in his hand. On his back was a quiver of arrows. At his waist was a long sword and on his back was an attached shield. His head was covered by a metal helmet and only his eyes were visible. He walked with steady steps into the alley, staring at Richard. In one quick motion, he turned around and launched an arrow with his bow. The arrow went straight into a hostile soldier, blowing him into pieces.

"Explosive arrows! Handy! Now, Richard. My name is Alex Trivia, but I prefere Alexander the Great. I have a business proposition for you and I think you might like it. If you think I am dangerous, you are right. Now, how do you want this? The easy, or the hard way? Because we will talk"

Alex grinned at Richard as he put the bow to the side. He watched the man and waited for him to make the first move or the first comment.




"Alex Trivia, the sick bastard! The twisted scum! It is not possible! He is not supposed to be alive! This is BAD!"

"You are right, sir. We burried him 10 years ago. However, it is him. We have even gotten a DNA sample that matches."

"This is getting spooky, sir! He is not the only one long gone, that we have seen around. I will brief you as soon as......"

"They have started arriving, sir"

A voice came in and interrupted the conversation. Lt. John Fox nodded as he exited the room, followed by a few others. He walked trough the hallway and saw some of the people out trough the mirror-window. He nodded as he recognized their faces. With a serious look on his face, he entered the conference room together with a couple of armed soldiers. He walked into the room, ignoring the ones that was alread there and walked to the opposite side. He sat down in the chair at the far end, with the whiteboard behind him. The four soldiers that had acompanied him stood in one corner each of the squared room.

"No need for formalities until everyone is here. I apologize if the ride here was rough, so sit down and relaxe, talk or whatever until the rest arrives"

He avoided mentioning anything about Project Chronos until most had arrived and had a seat. There was enough for everyone. He did not want to leave anyone behind when it came to walking trough the situation. Every detail could be of highest importance, as they were going to fight the clock.

As they were going to fight as 'Project Chronos'

Richard holstered his pistol. The man had saved his life, and obliviously could take it away from him.
"If you wanted me for some kinda merc work, you wouldn't have spent the time to find my name. So I'm guessing this is a big deal," Richard glared into the cold eyes of Alex."I'm also guessing if I turn it down, I'll be missing for a while."

"This is no children play at hand. The time has come to redeem the world from its sins. A time for a new order. There is no time to be selfish. If you are willing to change the world, then you come with me. The pay will be great and more importantly, mankind will be going towards a better place. If you decide to decline this offer, I am afraid your safety back home is not guaranteed"

Alex walked up to Richard and put his hand over the shoulder. As he put his hand over the shoulder, a number of shots was heard along with an explosion. The powerful sound of a chopper machinegun pierced the air, clearing the road from all soldiers. It did not matter which side the soldiers were on, as it was cleared of all. The chopper stayed above the rooftops for a short while, before it slowly landed in front of the alley.

"In or out? If you are in, enter the chopper and come with me, for more information. If you are out, may Ares guide you trough the final hours of your life"

"Hours?" Richard's voice cracked. He followed Alex to the chopper. "I'm in. So what will I be handling? S.W.A.T.? FBI, CIA? Or these military idiots over here? **NO REFERENCE TO OUR BOYS AND GIRLS IN IRAQ YALL JUST IN CHARACTER**" Richard stepped up onto the helicopter, and sat in one of the seats.

"All of them and more, probably! My mistress and her legion of men and women does not take the most popular route to salvation! You will be rewarded with financial independence. You have an impressive past and I hope you are as good as it says!"

Alex spoke in an ice cold voice as he sat down in the chopper, putting sword and bow away. He stared blankly at Richard for a while and then closed his eyes calmly. He crossed his arms and leaned back. There was an hour of chopper flight in front of them and he hated flying. He hated all modern technology.

"Aut vincere aut mori, Richard! I have faith in you. Do not let me down!"

andrew was , not surprisingly, on point..it was the job he was best at, and there was no alternative...not that this bothered him..andrew loved this job..he honestly thought that if he were discharged, he would kill himself instantly..there was nothing else that was so tense..
a tenseness that was shattered so quickly it was unbelievable..his mobile phone rang, right when he was stalking two terrorist types...the jumped around straight away, nasty looking rifles pointing at them.."oh bull***t" he exclaimed.."this was turned of for f***s sake" he put his ear to the receiver, ignoring for now the barrels pointing at his face..."who the f***ing hell is this?"
"help is coming, sit tight" a man's voice answered gruffly
"you havent answered my question"
"this is for project chronos"
this made andrew stop dead..he thought such a reason for the team was impossible, but.."anything to get me out of this..can you hurry"
"no worries" the voice replied and the line became dead..suddenly a massive explosion came from the front door, knocking it off its hinges and smacking the two terrorist down like a fly swatter..lots of shouting and gunfire came from the remains of the front doorway.."am i really worth this?" andrew asked himself, getting up and backstabbing another terrorist with his knives..
"you brok?" and voice shouted from the dorrway
"thats me" i shouted back
"come on, hurry up, we have to bring you in ASAP"
"righto" andrew ran for the door, and was ushered into a van by his rescuers..after many hours of van and chopper rides, andrew was sitting with the others.."Lt." he greeted before he sat..

Billy was playing at a piano bar doing some slow songs when military soldiers soon entered. This quickly caught Billy's attention but he continued playing. Finally he finished the song and walked over to the soldiers.

"William Joel?" the soldier asked.

"I actually prefer Billy Joel," Joel replied.

"You are needed for something top secret," the soldier said and quickly lowered the tone of his voice, "project chronos." And with that he returned talking to his normal tone. "We need you to come with us A SAP."

"...did you just call me a sap?" Billy asked. (Had to)

"A SAP, as soon as possible." the soldier answered.

"You're the sap!" Billy shouted. Billy went with the soldiers and got into the truck and drove off to where they were headed to for Project Chronos. Billy was a little nervous haven't been called in for a while but was willing to serve his country.

"Project Cronos." It was the first words Tim had heard in a week from a real person, aside from the spanish speaking made and the all to friendly room service guy. "Project Cronos..." The man repeated, with a sigh.
"Project...wha-oh...I'll be right there..." Tim finished. He ran through his room, yelling profanities as he dug around looking for clothes. He came out after a few minutes, suited up. "Ready." He said with a smirk on his face.
"Alright, let's move. We're already late..." The head of the small group said. Tim nodded and followed them to the vehicle. It was a twenty minute drive and it seemed long as little conversation carried on through the ride. Finally the Sgt. Spoke. "So...you're a pilot? Why not be a recon man. You not a fan of rifles? Ever handled one before?"
"Yes. I have." Tim replied, he'd heard the generic questionnaire before and hated it. "I tried your line of work, but I was made to be a pilot." The Sgt. Didn't speak the rest of the trip nor did anyone else until they reached the warehouse.
"Here's where you get off Mr...Connolly." The Sgt. stated in a firm, in command tone. Tim laughed and got out of the vehicle. Looking at the entrance to the room. He opened the door to the conference room and looked around. "Um...Hi"

Richard hadn't talked most of the time on the helicopter. He felt a slight sting in his chest. Richard unstrapped his body armor, and saw that the soldiers bullets had gotten through his armor. The tip of each had gotten into his skin.
"That close to killin me!" Richard exclaimed."I suppose you will supply me with new gear, weapons, and some your mistresses soldiers. I can't take em all down myself." Richard smirked.

"You will live!"

Alex rolled his eyes and looked over at Richard. He knew Richard was worth the trouble, but come on. How much would Alex have to put up with? He forced a smile on his face as he turned in Richard's direction.

"Let me rephrase the part where I said 'financial independence'. We will supply you with anything you can possibly need that is able to be bought by money. That includes human resources, gear, veichle, weapon and everything else to it. We will also provide the best kind of transport that money can buy, but concerning the soldiers, do not build up conclusions.
Mistress may be in charge, but it is I and the other fellow officers of this deal that bring you the units. We all have our areas of expertise, so let me walk it trough with you"

Alex smiled and started walking trough himself and three other officers of the group.

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Lt. John Fox cleared his throat and stood up. He activated the overhead behind him and took some pictures out of his pocket. He looked out over the group.




"Welcome, everyone! Project Chronos has been activated! I will be direct, as we are fighting the clock, as you might know.

You all probably know that Chronos was the God of time and we sure pray he is with us now.

You have all been selected to fight as the most powerful elite squad in the world. Your varity of skill will cover all possible areas that is needed to fullfill what any special force can wish for. We have stealth, we have long distance, we have short distance and we have heavy assault units. We got it all. Now, to the actual threat. There are four names you shall remember.


Alex Trivia!

He is the latest spotted soldier of our threat. Some of you might have heard him, while others have not. Either way, he was one of the greatest terrorists that we have had the missfortune of stumbling over. He is smart, he is strong, he is relentless and he is..... one sick bastard.

We stopped him 10 years ago, when he tried putting his evil plan to use. Alex was the leader of a terrorist organization that wished to send the modern society back into the dark ages. Back to the time where knights and sword was the way of warfare. He believe that humanity have turned into a lost cause and he consider himself the redeemer. The crusader of modern time and the loyal servant of Ares, the God of war in ancient greek mythology. He is sick, he is dangerous and he is clad in a metal armor.

Now to the creepy part. 10 years ago, when he was at his closest, we stopped him. A shot at point-blank prevented him from launching the world largest EMP. Right in the head. Shortly followed by a heavy gunfire between the two sides. Believe me when I say that Alex had more holes than a net. How he returned, we do not know. We do know it is him, as we have voice, look and DNA match. His organization is dangerous, as they are a number of close-combat specialists. They work with medieval gear and I can not believe they are following him. They pick bow over gun and sword over knife. They pick metal and chains before kevlar and horse over car.


Andrea Galacta!

Short tempered girl and most likely the least dangerous of the four that will be mentioned. Her speciality is heavy weaponry and explosives. She a couple of years ago threatened to blow up all major cities of the united states if she did not get all the military information about their weapons and bombs. The whole scenario was complicated, but in short, she never pulled the trigger. She disappeared, however in the past she have threatened with bombs and heavy guns a number of times and she has enough knowledge to pull trough with it. She just have never gone all the way trough.

Until now. She was seen blowing a bank into pieces a couple of days ago, walking in and picking one specific box, then walking out again, leaving all the money. We have a picture where she has been spotted together with the other three. Alex, her and the two others that I will now come to.


Numa Ogama!

She suffer from megalomania, bigtime. She threatened to bring Russia and USA to a fall simply because no one else has ever been close. She is egocentrical and the second most dangerous foe that we will face. She works alone, with the most advance technology the world has ever seen. What she does with Alex I do not know, as they are sworn enemies. Their causes are entirely reversed to eachother. She is rumored to have a number of scientists working on her behalf, but nothing that has ever been proven. Anyway, she got shot. A single shot took her down, with a sniper rifle. She was burried in USA military ground.

She is now back, spotted together with Andrea, Alex and.......

Linda Wasser!

A former russian agent. Most likely the most dangerous of the four. She was the top agent in Germany, until she was recruited by the Navy Seal. Being the first woman to ever come in and complete it, she was the best. Her areas of expertise includes everything. She was the best soldier the US Army had ever seen, until the day of desertion. Unfortunatly, an accident occured in one of her missions. They were ambushed by another special squad of the US, who believed they were terrorists. The entire event is complicated, as they were on the same location for different reasons, the two groups. The only survivor in both groups, was Linda. She believes in the faith of a group and if you ever encounter her, she will most likely have a few elite soldiers, different from the others. Andrea and Alex both loves numbers. Numa works alone and Linda works strategical.
She has a sworn vendetta to the united nations. She have messed with uncountable special missions on the behalf of US, Great brittain, France and many more.

Now to the point. She has been spotted and photographed with the other three. The reason that we did not move in, was because none of them are in charge. We are facing the world greatest thread, people. And we do not even know what. What we do know, is that four of the world most dangerous terrorists, are working for someone else. Together, despite their differences."

Lt. John Fox took a deep breath.

"Comments? Questions before I continue?"

"Wow.... They seem uhh, pretty good compared to me," Richard said with a surprised look.
"I've never threatened to blow up major cities, get close bring down two superpowers, or take down a special forces team. What's so special about me?"

"Yeah I have a question," Billy said kind of raising his hand. "Do we actually stand a chance to take down there four or are we just here to try to slow them down for something else?"

Originally posted by android217
"Wow.... They seem uhh, pretty good compared to me," Richard said with a surprised look.
"I've never threatened to blow up major cities, get close bring down two superpowers, or take down a special forces team. What's so special about me?"

"It is not up to me. I am merely the messenger of a greater cause. They are good, but so is our opposition and so are you. Rumors speak of a secret special force, putting itself together trough the shadows of the world. If the rumors are true, things will not go as easy as planned.

Especially since we will pretty much have every nation in the world chasing us."

Alex grinned as he leaned back and looked at Richard again. He was pleased by the fact that Richard has not backed out yet. Most would, even if it would have been risking their lives. He would become of more use than he himself expected. Alex was not sure if Richard had seen his full potentials yet, though. He was a talented man and with their gear, he would be a greater soldier.

Originally posted by ESB -1138
"Yeah I have a question," Billy said kind of raising his hand. "Do we actually stand a chance to take down there four or are we just here to try to slow them down for something else?"

"You are the best hope we got against these men. You are not called the best for nothing. I will not lie, as for a starter you will be stalling them. You will be sent at locations where they will most likely strike or reside at. You will encounter these foes and if you are as good as these papers say, you will be of success.

But we can not make a final blow against these four until we found out who they work for and why they suddenly work together. We will have to work strategicaly, but we can very well pull this trough.

Having second thoughts, soldier?"

Lt. John Fox leaned over the table and had a sharp look at Billy.

Tim stared blankly at the LT. and finally started talking again. "So, how many are we talking about here? Hundreds of people. Thousands? Tens of thousands? In any case how are ten or so people supposed to do that much damage?

Originally posted by Menetnashté
Tim stared blankly at the LT. and finally started talking again. "So, how many are we talking about here? Hundreds of people. Thousands? Tens of thousands? In any case how are ten or so people supposed to do that much damage?

"They know what they are doing and so are we. We do not know how many there is to fight but I do not think we have to worry about that. We have contacts all over the world, both at high and low places and no one has heard anything about larger recruitments. We are placing our bets that they keep themselves short at numbers to not attract too much attention. They may be good, but so are you guys.

I understand your concerne and I feel for you if you are worried. The last thing we can do is underestimate them, though. You will have the sub-soldiers of Project Chronos to assist you in different ways as well. We however can not assemble the US Army to work against this group, as it might pull too much attention.

However, we will do all we can to help the group out. You have been selected from all over the world because you are the best. If we can not count on you all, we are as good as out of hope."

"Yeah one more question," Billy said. "When do we begin? I need a weapon."

andrew was in the back, completely unnoticed by anybody..even when he wasn't trying, he could be invisible to everyone around him.."i agree with bill, here" he said, and several people around him jumped and stared at him..to them he had suddenly popped into existance.."where do we start? when? and yes, i could use a few weapon upgrades as well.."

Andrea sat in the back quiet and to herself, her pocky box forgotten on the table. She had a smirk on her face as she thought of going against another person who loved explosives as much as she, she sure was going to have some fun.

Jacob just sat and stared at his right hand and the tattoo that was on his palm. It was of a small targeting that had the words "One Shot And The World Goes Away, One Shot And A Person Goes Away. Thus Is The Power Of One Bullet." It kept him sane during the war but it seemed that no one else could understand it's message. Hundreds of thoughts flew through his mind but the four people mentioned all came up to the front. "I swore that I would never pick my rifle(s) up again... I guess this one is dedicated to you Sapp."

"I hope you did not leave the fireplace burning, because you are not going home anymore today. I have prepared a couple of things for you, which includes gear and further information. As we do not know if these walls has ears, the rest of the mission will be walked trough on the plane.

Now, if you follow Sergeant Smith by the door, he will lead you to the armory where each and every one of you has your favorite pieces of equipment waiting.

Remember, men and women! We are doing this for the safety of the world! Things may look bad, but odds and tyranny have been fought before. Remember the Alamo!"

He sat down as a soldier stepped up by the door. He shortly after walked down the hallway, towards the room in the far end. An armory, with shelves and lockers with each and everyones name. In each locker, the most advance technology in the world was located, adapted to each and every one of them to have them do their job as good as possible.



In each locker was the following;
- The individuals most preferable weapon of choice!
- A highly advance military uniform that could switch body temperature, functioning as kevlar west along with a couple of other minor functions.
- A pair of highly advance battle googles, with different sensors.
- A backpack with minor accessories, adapted to each persons special talents.

In the locker of the pilots, there was pictures of a number of different aircrafts. A transport plane, a combat chopper, a transport chopper and a fighter. Each plane and chopper being their most favored models.

((when we gunna land))

Richard pulled the clip out of his pistol, and loaded it back in. The sound of the helicopter was irritating his ears.
"When are we going to land!?" He shouted to Alex.

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((when we gunna land))

Richard pulled the clip out of his pistol, and loaded it back in. The sound of the helicopter was irritating his ears.
"When are we going to land!?" He shouted to Alex.

"Had you waited a minute and a half more, you would not have had to spend your breath asking!"

Alex grinned as the helicopter was lowering its height. It approached the ground slowly, as they were located in the middle of a desert. Alex grabbed a handle tightly as the chopper dived towards the ground. He hated this part, as he closed his eyes. It dived straight down towards the sand and when they were about ten meters away, a hatch opened in an immense speed. Alex held his breath in nervosity as they flew trough the narrow tunnle.

As the chopper stopped in an underground fortress, Alex quickly jumped down and took a deep breath.

"I hate that and if you ever make fun of my fear of technology, it will be the last sentence that is spread from your tongue!

Now, we wait. Mistress will come and meet us!"

He turned to Richard before facing the large, metalcovered cave. It was like a massive warehouse on the inside, but true fact was that they were over a hundred meters under ground. The helicopter had landed trough a narrow tunnle and in front of them there was a large gate. Other than the gate, there was only crates spread all over the room.

Tim walked up to his assigned locker and opened it up. Inside he found a .45 caliber pistol, with anti personnel rounds. He grinned and picked it up, getting used to the feel of holding it, and testing the grip on it. Tim set it down. He went through the backpack, finding communications devices, little things. And he looked at the different images of flight vehicles. After a short while he closed the locker back and looked.
"So, Sgt. When are we getting out of here?"

"Alright, I'll write that down... No makin fun of fear of tech," Richard grinned to Alex." So what do you want me to do? I know this is big time work, so I'm guessing assassination or robbery."

((lol i can't seem to post long posts got too many questions to ask alex))

Originally posted by Menetnashté
Tim walked up to his assigned locker and opened it up. Inside he found a .45 caliber pistol, with anti personnel rounds. He grinned and picked it up, getting used to the feel of holding it, and testing the grip on it. Tim set it down. He went through the backpack, finding communications devices, little things. And he looked at the different images of flight vehicles. After a short while he closed the locker back and looked.
"So, Sgt. When are we getting out of here?"

"The plane will be ready within the hour"

The sergeant stood emotionless by the door of the armory with an emotionless look on his face. His task was simply to make sure they got their tools, then he were going to take them to the aircraft. So, he simply stood there. He had not been told much information at all, so he hoped that they would not ask him too many questions. It would be embaressing to be of higher rank and not being capable of answering any questions.

Originally posted by android217
"Alright, I'll write that down... No makin fun of fear of tech," Richard grinned to Alex." So what do you want me to do? I know this is big time work, so I'm guessing assassination or robbery."

((lol i can't seem to post long posts got too many questions to ask alex))

"We will be working mainly with thefts for the time being. Mistress will provide you more information about the assignment as she arrives."

He did not have much time to say more, before the gate opened and revieled a large hallway. Large enough for trucks to travel trough without any problems fitting. At the very center of the gate, a woman stood. She had a mask over her face and dark clothing. On her side was a sub-machinegun and she had blond long hair.

"Get him over here, Alex. I have been ordered to bring him to the conference room."

"Oh, shut it Linda. I can very well take him there myself! I got him, I will deliver him!"

"Behave now, Alex. You do not want to piss 'mistress' of. I come on her behalf"

Those words shut Alex up as he waved Richard to follow Linda, who started walking along the hallway.

"Just go with her to the far end of the hallway and you will have the conference room there. I will be right behind you"

Alex frowned after Linda, who walked with a big fat smile on her face, having her back turned on Alex.

Richard had just started to get a liking to Alex, reluctantly started to follow Linda. He jogged towards Linda, and eventually caught up to her.
"Hey.... How you doin," It was the worst pick up line in history, but Richard had not seen another woman in years.

Originally posted by android217
Richard had just started to get a liking to Alex, reluctantly started to follow Linda. He jogged towards Linda, and eventually caught up to her.
"Hey.... How you doin," It was the worst pick up line in history, but Richard had not seen another woman in years.

"Welcome to our dungeon, Richard! My name is Linda Wasser and I will be taking you to our leader. I will give you a couple of safety advices, as trough the weeks we have noticed one inconveinence after another.

First advice; Do not ask her personal questions. You will be tougher to put together than a thousand pieces puzzle. Not a pretty sight.

Second advice; Do not try to make yourself in charge or claim the title of another officer. Whatever you do, do not oppose her orders.

Third advice; Do not point any weaponry or try to act threatful in any way. She is worse than the USA when it comes to not answer to threats.

If you follow those advices, you will do fine. As soon as you have been given your assigment and your squad, you will be given your gear and sent away.

Again, welcome to our dungeon. The beginning of a better world"

Linda smiled at Richard as she opened the door to the conference room, that was at that point empty. However, there was a door on the opposite side of the room, which was most likely where the others would come from.

"Please, have a seat"

Keeping quiet, Rose dedicated her attention to getting to know her leaders and fellow teammates through the art of observation. She kept her ears open to the Lieutenant as he spoke, but her eyes wandered from person to person, registering each in her head, and sizing them up , in a sense. She kept a special eye on Tim, and at one point gave him a friendly smirk. He would, she felt, be her best friend on this mission. As the meeting was called to an end, and people began to file out, Rose nodded to her CO, and headed to her locker. It was situated right beside Tim's. She gave him a bright smile, and after pullign otu her backback and sifting through it, she turned to him. Extending her hand in a friendly gesture, she made eye contact with him.

" Hey there...Tim, right? My name is Rose. Rose Anders. "

She then turned to the Sergeant who had spoke about the plane arriing. immadiatly after he did so, Rose caught his gaze. he looked a bit nervous.

" So, sergeant. Who's gonna take this bird up, hm? "

She glanced at Tim and winked, then waited for her answer.

Thomas never appreciated sitting still, so when they were sent to the weaponry, he was pleased.. He did not react to all the foes they would encounter as much as others seemed to do. After all, they were just humans and last time he checked, one bullet seemed to do the trick.. and he had plent from where those come from..

He grinned as he opened the locker, picking out an M240G. This one had plenty enough bullets to deal with even the worst of foes. He smiled as he placed it over his back. Now that he had uniform on, all the things equiped and ready to move, it was time to take a look at the team.

Most of them seemed quite fluent with the language and they seemed to have adapted quickly to the whole situation. Thomas had grown up with the same people trough his entire military career.. Suddenly being merged with another group honestly caused certain nervosity, but nothing he showed. Instead he decided to simply stay a little in the background, at least for the time being.

Richard sat down in one of the seats and lifted his legs up onto the table."When do we get started?" He asked, examining his pistol. "I'm startin to get a lil bored here."

Originally posted by android217
Richard sat down in one of the seats and lifted his legs up onto the table."When do we get started?" He asked, examining his pistol. "I'm startin to get a lil bored here."

"You get bored quickly! Do not tell me you are a sniper!"

Linda stood with her arms crossed, staring towards the door on the opposite side of the room. She waited patiently, until the door finaly opened. In walked a woman, seeming pretty young at age, yet having a serious look on her face. Two guns in the holster and walking alone. She did not seem to bother having guards circling around her, as they had stayed just before the door and she shut it in their faces.




"Greetings, Richard! I will be your supreme commander trough the assignment and I do hope that you will not let me down. Your papers claim you as highly trained and good enough for my units.

So, I will get to the deal right away! You will be given a group with specialities of your own choice! You will gain seven highly trained soldiers at whatever area of expertise you please. Your target is a large hospital in northern Canada. Be cautious, as it has armed guards.

This hospital has a containment area, where there is a certain vial that I wish for you and the men to bring. It is a chemical that will bring us one step further to success. To your assistance, you will have a plane of transportation and a chopper to pick you up at your command.

You will be in charge of the entire operation and you will be providen all the gear that you wish for. We have most likely everything you want and more in this building.

Start by filling in this piece of paper with what soldiers you wish for your assignment, along with the equipment and we will bring it to the bay.

Also, this is the schematics for the entire building along with time shift of the guards, positions of deployment and a map of the surrounding area. Which is mountains.

Go ahead and fill it in. Good luck!"


She walked out as quickly as she got into the room, shutting the door behind her. She did not leave much room for Richard to say anything, and Linda grinned as she turned to Richard.




"Did you get all that?"

She smiled asking him that, giving him a penn.

"You fill that in, then you can acompany together with Alex and me to the place where you came in and you will get the stuff and troops needed. Minutes later, you will be on your way to your first mission."

Originally posted by C. C. Cowgirl
In each locker was the following;
- The individuals most preferable weapon of choice!
- A highly advance military uniform that could switch body temperature, functioning as kevlar west along with a couple of other minor functions.
- A pair of highly advance battle googles, with different sensors.
- A backpack with minor accessories, adapted to each persons special talents.

In the locker of the pilots, there was pictures of a number of different aircrafts. A transport plane, a combat chopper, a transport chopper and a fighter. Each plane and chopper being their most favored models.
"no way!" andrew exclaimed, looking inside his locker, then at everyone else.."this is too f***king sweet!" inside were two perfect throwing knives, and two larger ones for h2h..also inside were two pistols, one a desert eagle, and the other was a high powered dart pistol..there were special holsters for each pair of weapons, all on the belt, except for the large knives, which attached to the arms..these ones seemed to be nearly invisible.."stealth camouflage on holsters?" he looked behind the weapons and saw a uniform of similar design.."nice" he grinned pulling out the specially adapted camouflaged attire and holding it against himself..how the hell did they get my size? he wondered..he went to the change room and emerged fully kitted out..of course, to everyone else, it was as if the door opened itself, until they saw the small haze as the light bent around the suit..
andrew looked inside his backpack and found a beacon, regular cell phone, a larger cell phone that appeared so packed with high tech equipment it looked like a twisted lump of shiny metal, a pocket radio
a high tech watch that was perfectly on time..this might not have seemed like much, but andrew knew that timing was crucial for his job..last thing of all was a grappling gun.."I'm gonna put this to good use" he said to himself, clipping in onto his belt as well..
((anything i left out C.C. you tell me ))

Billy examined his equipment. Combat knives, assault rifles, the works. He waited for the moment when battle would overtake them. "So do we have any idea if these four or together? Or have they separated to keep us guessing where they could be?"

"if they were smart, they'd be separate..if one goes down, they all go down..they'll divide and conquer" andrew replied, still staring at his equipment with wonder.."i could have used this stuff years ago...years!!"

Sgt. Smith grinned at Andrew as he joyfully dealt with his gear. They knew as good as everything that was of importance about these people, even some things that was not. He then turned to Rose, who had brought a question up. He thought for a while, before speaking.

"I am afraid I am uncertain of who will get the honor of flying. I think it is for you and the other pilot to settle between eachother. After all, this is based on team-work and if you can not agree at such a minor thing, then how will you manage when it comes to battleing out in the wild?"

He smiled, as Billy spoke shortly after he had finished his sentence. Sgt. Smith had been informed very little about the actual terrorists, but he decided to answer as well as possible.

"We have seen them spend time together, but we have never been able to track them to their hideout. Somehow they always come out of sight and then they are all gone. We do believe that they have more than one hideout though, but we might be onto something now. We are currently tracking Alex and he is the least cautious and thoughtless of the four."

He looked at the watch on his arm quickly. There was still thirty minutes until they would meet at the hangar of the aircraft, so he just stood there, waiting.

He turned to Andrew once more with a grin on his face.

"Actually, that is this years model."

andrew nodded.."a time machine, then, perhaps?" he joked..he checked his new watch.."30 minutes..do you have any extra details on where we're going?" he asked Sgt. Smith..

"I am not allowed that information. I did overhear a conversation about you going north. However, I am uncertain of thise as I only heard parts of the conversation. The only ones that will be knowing about this specific mission is you guys, the general, the lieutenant, the airforce commander and your escort"

"very well....you can tell us who the escort is right??" andrew said, rummaging through his backpack for any more secrets..he looked around at the others...he suddenly realized these are the people hes going to be with for quite a while..he scratched his chin..wait..
"did any of you get a razor in your packs?" he asked the crowd around him..

((sorry, ive been having some major internet downtime)))

Richard plopped his feet down, and started filling out the paper. All he wanted was a squad with mp5s and m16s, and medium armor. He didn't plan to kill anyone except the guards. After filling out the sheet, Richard went out to find Alex.

Originally posted by MadMel
"very well....you can tell us who the escort is right??" andrew said, rummaging through his backpack for any more secrets..he looked around at the others...he suddenly realized these are the people hes going to be with for quite a while..he scratched his chin..wait..
"did any of you get a razor in your packs?" he asked the crowd around him..

"You will have two fighter escorts by your transport aircraft. It will be flown by talented pilots and will escort you both there and back."

He had a look at the time. It took about 5 minutes to head for the hangar, so they had now 10 more minutes to get ready here before they were going out for a ride.

Originally posted by android217
((sorry, ive been having some major internet downtime)))

Richard plopped his feet down, and started filling out the paper. All he wanted was a squad with mp5s and m16s, and medium armor. He didn't plan to kill anyone except the guards. After filling out the sheet, Richard went out to find Alex.

Alex hailed Richard as he approached, standing by the chopper. He had taken all his stuff out, along with putting some other things in. It did not take long until Linda came walking right behind Richard with a group of soldiers. They were all equiped accordlingly and had a straight, serious look on their faces.

Alex climbed onboard the chopper with a grin on his face.

"You will be having me along. Do not worry though, as I will not be in your way trough the mission. You are in charge, but as it is your first mission and it is mistress men, I will be riding along. For safety. I am sure you understand!"

Shortly after him, Linda waved for the soldiers and they moved quickly towards the chopper and climbed onboard.

((What is this RP about?))

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Richard stepped onto the helicopter. All his gear was ready, and his team was in with Alex.
"How long will this trip be," Richard asked Alex.

((can i start postin the heist?))

Originally posted by android217
Richard stepped onto the helicopter. All his gear was ready, and his team was in with Alex.
"How long will this trip be," Richard asked Alex.

((can i start postin the heist?))

"It will take estimated four hours of flight. We will stop for fuel a few times but we will remain in this chopper. How do you plan to work your way trough the hospital, Richard?"

Alex leaned back in the middle of the chopper. He stared blankly forward, as he hated the height they were going to fly at. It would be a couple of very long hours ahead of him. However, an order was an order and he would stick to Richard trough it all.

The chopper landed a top of the hospital. A guard came running to the helicopter.

"Hey! Hey you can't land here!," The guard yelled, his hand on his pistol. Richard jumped out, and walked towards the guard.
"Official U.S. business. You have a known terrorist group in the hospital," Richard lied reaching his hand for his pistol.
"Seri-," The security guard started.

Richard fired a round into the guards stomach. The guard looked surprised as the blood mist drifted in the air. As the guard stepped back, Richard fired another round into his head.
"Alright people lets move," Richard called to his soldiers. He put his pistol up, and pulled out his mp5.

Richard entered the hospital through the roof, his soldiers following behind him. He pushed the doors wide open, and aimed at the guards who had their weapons holstered. As he fired, the bodies flinched to the piercing bullets. A solid piece of metal poked at Richard's head.

"Drop the gun buddy," An old guard ranted. Richard raised his mp5 up, and dropped it. As it fell, Richard grabbed the guards' gun, and twisted it. The guard released the pistol, and Richard stuck it into the guards chest and fired, and slammed the pistol into the guards' head.

He picked up his mp5 and turned to his soldiers.
"Alright boys, search the area. The serum we are looking for is in room C-501. It has heavily armed guards. They probably know how to use them too," Richard chuckled at his comment." Alright split into groups of two and find it... Ramirez, you go with me."

Richard and Ramirez waited at the elevator.
"Captain! We have extremely armed guards heading for your position," A soldier called into the radio.
"I'll handle it Ramirez. Hide in that room," Richard pointed towards a patients room by the elevator. Ramirez nodded, and jogged into the room.

Richard stepped into the elevator as it opened. He knocked open one of top squares, and up. After he got in, he put the square back into position. Just as he did, men in heavy armor ran in. Richard raised the square back up, and stuck his mp5 in. The guards looked up in time to see him about to fire down their skulls. They raised their weapons and fired a few rounds before Richard slaughtered them. The lights were shot, and the elevator was full of blood as the door opened back up.

Bullets fired into the elevator, hitting the back. At least 7 guards guards stepped in, seeing nothing but the bodies of their comrades. Richard pulled out his pistol, and pointed it down. He fired through the roof of the elevator. The unsuspecting guards were chopped down.

Richard landed on top of the bodies as he jumped down. He stepped out, and reloaded his guns. To his surprised Ramirez was out in the hall on his knees, a guard with a gun to his head behind him.
"Drop your gun, or I blow his brains out," The guard seemed cocky. Richard hated cocky people. Except himself of course.

"Go ahead and shoot him. He is of no value to me..," Richard bluffed. The guard pulled the hammer back on his pistol.
"I'll do it," He called the bluff.
"Do it," Richard raised his pistol up and fired into the guards head. But he had fired too late. He shot Ramirez in the head, and his body fell lifeless to the ground.

Originally posted by android217
Richard entered the hospital through the roof, his soldiers following behind him. He pushed the doors wide open, and aimed at the guards who had their weapons holstered. As he fired, the bodies flinched to the piercing bullets. A solid piece of metal poked at Richard's head.

"Drop the gun buddy," An old guard ranted. Richard raised his mp5 up, and dropped it. As it fell, Richard grabbed the guards' gun, and twisted it. The guard released the pistol, and Richard stuck it into the guards chest and fired, and slammed the pistol into the guards' head.

He picked up his mp5 and turned to his soldiers.
"Alright boys, search the area. The serum we are looking for is in room C-501. It has heavily armed guards. They probably know how to use them too," Richard chuckled at his comment." Alright split into groups of two and find it... Ramirez, you go with me."

Richard and Ramirez waited at the elevator.
"Captain! We have extremely armed guards heading for your position," A soldier called into the radio.
"I'll handle it Ramirez. Hide in that room," Richard pointed towards a patients room by the elevator. Ramirez nodded, and jogged into the room.

Richard stepped into the elevator as it opened. He knocked open one of top squares, and up. After he got in, he put the square back into position. Just as he did, men in heavy armor ran in. Richard raised the square back up, and stuck his mp5 in. The guards looked up in time to see him about to fire down their skulls. They raised their weapons and fired a few rounds before Richard slaughtered them. The lights were shot, and the elevator was full of blood as the door opened back up.

Bullets fired into the elevator, hitting the back. At least 7 guards guards stepped in, seeing nothing but the bodies of their comrades. Richard pulled out his pistol, and pointed it down. He fired through the roof of the elevator. The unsuspecting guards were chopped down.

Richard landed on top of the bodies as he jumped down. He stepped out, and reloaded his guns. To his surprised Ramirez was out in the hall on his knees, a guard with a gun to his head behind him.
"Drop your gun, or I blow his brains out," The guard seemed cocky. Richard hated cocky people. Except himself of course.

"Go ahead and shoot him. He is of no value to me..," Richard bluffed. The guard pulled the hammer back on his pistol.
"I'll do it," He called the bluff.
"Do it," Richard raised his pistol up and fired into the guards head. But he had fired too late. He shot Ramirez in the head, and his body fell lifeless to the ground.

Alex had his sword running across the chest of one of the guards. He turned around to another guard who had his gun pointed at Alex. Alex grinned as the guard shot him in the chest. Not even arching an eyebrow, Alex walked straight into three more bullets before reaching the guard. A quick chop had the guard falling to the ground. As he looked to his left, he could see a bullet go of and the mercenary named 'Ramirez' fell dead to the ground. Alex shook his head and gave out a sigh. He sheeted his sword and walked up to Richard.

"Thank Ares I am not the head of charge at this operation. Mistress may be cruel and a fierce terrorist, but she cares of her men. You will have to answer to her for every uncautious casualty that we suffer trough this operation. I like you and if you are lucky you will be keeping me as a survey. If mistress is in a bad moob, you might have to switch from me to 'Numa Ogama'! You do not want that. You might have to think more strategical in the future if you wish to remain healthy. Each casualty is a personal blow against Mistress."

He paused and stepped aside. It was Richard's operation and he was the one who gave orders. Alex just wanted his opinion to be heard. He liked Richard, and having him fault like that was not very healthy.

Richard nodded as he turned away from Alex.

"Sir we found the room. It's locked down and loaded with guards," The same soldier called into the radio." Jenkins is ready to blow it open."
"Wait until I get there o.k.?," Richard left Alex and went to find the soldiers lined up against the door.

"Alright. If my training is right... we should... Uhhh... Blast the door open, toss in a flash, and light the place up," Richard paused. The soldiers weren't happy with a studdered answer."Three... two.... one.... go!" The explosion was ear piercing, and it sent the door flying to the back of the room. Then there was a bright flash, and the soldiers moved in.

Richard moved in last, his mp5 ready to kill again. The room was cleared very quickly. The serum was in the middle of the room, surrounded in a glass casing.

((i think we can go ahead now?))
Andrew's watch beeped.."i guess its time??" he asked, even though he was halfway out the door..

Originally posted by MadMel
((i think we can go ahead now?))
Andrew's watch beeped.."i guess its time??" he asked, even though he was halfway out the door..



Sgt. Smith opened the door in front of the group. He pointed at his wristwatch to indicate it was time. He then walked down the hallway, straight at back until he reached the end. He then took another door that lead to a staircase. It was a high number of stairs later before he arrived at a large hangar. At the end of the hangar stood a military transport-plane. The hatch on the back was opened and it was just for all the soldiers to go on in. On both sides of the plane was two fighters, which had two pilots beside them. They were to be the escort of the transport.

Andrea was playing with her new toys when she was told it was time to leave, she she grabbed her things and headed towards the plane. She didnt care too much for planes but because of bad experience she felt slightly uneasy when she got on but she never showed it. She sat where she was supposed to and continue to tweek the gadgets she was given, she was bored and out of her pocky so she decided to reroute the things to other things and turn a minor explosive to something that could take out an entire office building, but she undid everything when she was done just to redo it, she was just entirely bored.

as andrew stepped onto the plane, he saw a women fiddling around with explosives like they were toys.."i hope you know how to use those" he said jokingly..he knew that she had absolute confidence with explosives, otherwise she wouldn't be here..

Billy stepped onto the plane ready for action. He sat down and started to relax knowing full well that he may not get another chance to do nothing for a long time. Billy waited to go into the heart of the fire and take out these four power houses.

Andrea gave a smirk towards Andrew "Don't worry, I dont plan to set this off anytime soon unless you want me to" she said as she continued to plan with the explosive in her hands. She set the thing aside and held out her hand towards Andrew "Names Andrea, or Andy as some call me" she said with a grin.