Operation: Beharrlich

[Metasoul]

The man they called Max was speaking to Mizzaks as they rolled along to the designated mission area.
"Hey hey, looks like we're two peas in a pod. I'm a designated marksman too..." he said loudly as he produced his shotgun.
"Sure, my gun can't reach as far as yours, but mine can also launch grenades, break doors, and serve as a good close-quarters gun. I'm like the jack-of-all-trades kind of sniper." he continued.

"Max? Right?" Mizzaks began. After seeing the man nod to Mizzaks' question Mizzaks continued speaking, "This fires a 45. calibre round that travels at 350 feet per second. As it comes into contact with flesh it slows down immensly quickly as do all weapons. When these bullets penetrate skin however they automatically react to the new temperature and cause a miniture explosion which sends shards throughout the body, causing internal organ damage. All this from a secluded hiding spot. My point is, stay out of my way and never tell me that we are even similiar to each other."

As Mizzaks exited the truck he drew his 'Longsword' out from its sword like sheath and took cover behind an abandoned stall. As he looked through the scope his eye zoomed in on his target, waiting for the order to fire. He double checked the hidden magazine of his rifle and did a final stabalisation check to ensure the weapon wouldnt recoil as much, pushing it against his shoulder.

"I've got a clear shot on her... I know i can do this" he thought to himself, he also held in his urges to fire as he didn't want to screw this up.

he grunted as he took the scope away from his eye to wipe away sweat.

"Jesus its hot" he said outloud to himself.
He looked around for the girl to aim his rifle again. Suddenly Mizzaks relised how beautiful she was, that long blonde hair, those eyes and flawless skin! Surely verbrand has it wrong. Surely she can't be the girl he was to kill, capture... Whatever. He shook his head to get the vision of her out of his mind. His eyes took they're rightfull place on the scope of his rifle. Re-lining up the shot.

"Permission to fire sir?" he asked the captain again over the radio. Before hearing a loud shot from Max's shotgun.
He sighed, "idiot"

 

[Rikken Omnious]

The rubber bullets struck the girl and sent her flying into a wall and slamming her into it headfirst, The force of the bullets had ripped her clothing slightly, She laid there, motionless, with blood now seeping from the left part of her temple. Her hair was now draped over her face, no longer blonde, but blood red. The market was dead silent.

One of the new recruits walked towards her to see if she was still alive, he knelt down next to her and put his index and middle finger against her throat and could feel no heartbeat at all. Blood was now dripping from her head onto the ground and staining the brick pathway that she lay upon. The soldier stood up and called to Captain, "Sir, She's dead," Everyone was now staring at that one lone soldier intently, not making a sound. Almost transfixed on what was going on behind him.

"Oh s-"The soldier tried to say but was interrupted by him being grabbed by Julia. A single yellow cat-like eye underneath her blood red hair, now fixed on the group with their guns pointed at her. She laughed a little as she looked at them, "Heh, still children playing with thier guns," She ran her tongue along the soldiers neck, Before sinking fang like teeth into his neck and starting to suck his blood. She drank deeply before discarding the body.

"Ahhh, Refreshing." She mused, "I havent had a drink like that in a while," She raised her head slightly and two the left revealing amoungst her beautiful features, two cat-like yellow eyes and fang-like canines now sticking out over her lower jaw. She looked at Max lowering her head again concealing her beautiful features so that only her teeth and single yellow eye could be seen, "Its going to take more than rubber bullets to stop me im afraid," She wagged a single finger in front of her face at Max. She spotted something gleaming in the distance, a sniper scope. "Heh, almost didnt see you there either," she mused loud enough so that Mizzaks could hear her.

 

[Brol]

Steps back alittle as he was in the far back lines, and worse yet, he didn't even have a gun, just knives to tinker around with. He crosses his arms as he anaylzes the girl for a moment," Vampire huh......" He looks around and spots a old sling. He crouch rolls to grab the sling and places a thin silver blade. "She ain't no werewolf but this will definately hit her hard..." The tip of the blade, dropping a strong acidic liquid as he waits for his moment to fire, sending the captain a message for permission to assault.

 

[Gearheart]

"Damn, you're nothing more than a vampire!"

Max pulled back to the group of soldiers, and flipped his shotgun open, ejecting the spent shell. Max then reached for something heavier than rubber bullets, a slug. He twirled the shell between his fingers, before plunging it into the weapon's chamber.

"The rubber bullets were a warning, you're going to be getting something a lot worse if you don't comply, we can guarantee it!"

Max flipped the gun forwards, locking the barrel against the firing mechanism. He immediately dropped low, and lined up for a nonlethal shot on Julia's arm. With slug rounds, he essentially could perform as a mid-range sniper. However, as the slug rounds were much more likely to kill their target, when a live target was preferable, he waited for orders this time.


Geneva was astonished by the sudden shift in her behavior. She decided that an analysis of Julia's anatomy and physiology was in immediate order, and prepared an explosive distributor, a small device which accepted a canister of her nanomachines, and would use a small, controlled explosive to create a cloud of nanomachines. However, she needed to finalize the programming, as the Panacea system was designed solely for use on humans, she wasn't quite clear if it would work on whatever they stood before at this moment.

 

[sephiroth2]

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Watching the scene through one of the camera's stationed on the front of the truck, Captain looked quite enraged as he watched the target suddenly pick up and drink the blood from one of the recruits, soon after Max had fired a barrage of rubber bullets at her. Picking up communications through all of the soldiers communication radio's, Captain suddenly picked up his own small device as he spoke on all channels to everyone. "Target has shown to be hostile, retaliation force is allowed, only shot to wound, I repeat, only shot to wound, we need to take it alive." the huge man said as he slammed the device down ending his broadcast, before turning to one of the other technicians that were busy taking recordings of both the woman and of the lifesigns of the other men.

"Prepare the R7E2 Unit for use immediately, I have a feeling it may need to be used!" said Captain as he stood up straight and continued to watch the panic of some of the soldiers as they moved back away from whatever Julia had become. Upon hearing the order to retaliate, the leader of this squad of Grunts suddenly moved his arm up and pointed to the far side of the street, causing half of them to break away from the small semi circle infront of Julia, while the rest continued to keep their positions. Suddenly, the group that stayed in place, immediately opened fire with their rifles, not directly at Julia, but in such a way that their shots landed right at her feet, to force her into the other groups direction.

Once she would have arrived, the group that had moved to the far side of the street, suddenly started to open fire as well, landing their shots into the hard concrete and sending a spray of dust intothe air to better force the woman to move in the direction they wanted, down the street and into the closed off area where they would have their chance to capture her.

 

[Rikken Omnious]

The yellow eye darted around sizing up her targets, She closed her eyes and moved forwards towards the group that had fired at her which included Max. The shots landed at her feet. She moved quickly attacking before they had a chance to reload, With nails like harpy's talon's she ripped through the squad that fired at her, sending a wave of blood splattering against the wall, leaving Max alive and unharmed.

She sprung back against the bloody wall and pushed off sending her across the marketplace to the soldiers on the other side that she was supposed to be lead into and easily cut them asunder rending the ground and wall blood red. She turned to the truck that the captain was in, "Why don't you come out and fight me you coward!" her voice was now rather raspy and no longer soft and sweet like it usually was, "Stop sending these filthy degenerates after me!"

She turned and lept against the wall and stuck to it, "Im going this is boring, wasting my time and patience here, but i do thank you for the meal, Farewell." With that she climbed upwards and over the high wall that surrounded the market and dissappeared into the streets below. Taking paths between the houses and people, blending and dissappearing amoungst them making her impossible to trace.

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Julia awoke several hours later finding herself at her house, if you could call it a house. just a single room house with all the essentials in it like supplies and cooking stuff. A wardrobe for her clothes and a bed. She had hoped to move into a larger place sooner but she had been unable to find a decent place that she could afford, thus the street-rat life style suited her, it meant that she didnt pay any rent or stuff and only brought foot, yet she still seeked something more cosy and secure.

She had heard of a place undergroudn where people often had meetings and stuff underground, But first she needed a shower, she needed to get the blood stains out of her clothes, she had no idea where the blood came from. The only thing she could remember was getting knocked into a wall and that was all. These blackouts seem to be the reason for these blood stains and she needed to find out why she was having them, and why was that security company Verband after her? That she didnt have the answer for either but she thought it best not to dwell on it for now and concentrate on other things, like finding a new place for instance. She would clean herself up and get new clothes before venturing out again if this company was looking for her, no doubt they would find her soon so she needed to find somewhere to hide in reletive safety.

 

[Metasoul]

The exicetement quickly left with Julia. Mizzaks was pondering over the scene he had just been in... "I've never missed before!" He thought to himself leaning on his sniper rifle as if he was weak with exhaustion. The moment forever replaying in his head.

Julia was sticking to the wall as Mizzaks took his first shot... he could have sworn it hit her, but evidently not. He started to walk towards Max's squad of men. All bloodied and shredded on the ground, all of them laying in pools of blood.
"If you ever need to talk, im here for you Max" Mizzaks said as he passed the bloody mess.

After more walking and checking if the survivors were ok Mizzaks soon found himself at the door to the Captains truck. He timidly knocked on the door awaiting a reply.

 

[Brol]

Curses loudly, slamming his fist into the wall. "I never missed a target..." He kneels down and checks the fallen soldier. "Cardio system failing, respitory track blocked..." He analyzed the body as he pulled out a scapel and started an incision at the heart. "Dammit..." He pulls out a few tools as he tries to figure out the blocks of the body. Gasping, he closes up the cut and bandages up, grabbing his communicator," Emergency pick up stat! Location, Entry spot, 4 meters!"

 

[sephiroth2]

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Quicker then anyone could react, a large portion of one of the squads, to be more precise the group Max had been leading, was suddenly almost taken out completely by Julia before the creature she was tried to order the Captain to come out and face her himself. Quite clearly, this didn't work as the huge man continued to stand looking at the video footage that continued to play before him on the many monitors that hung from the sides of the walls.

Soon though, after taunting the others one last time, the target suddenly leaped up onto the high wall in the area, before disappearing like she was never really there. This would have been the case, if the damage and bodies she left behind weren't still fresh on the ground and in the minds of everyone there. Growling in sudden anger at the failed operation, Captain in a brief show of rage instantly slammed his large fist into wall of the truck, before moving away and down towards the entrance to the metal vehicle.

Pressing a button and causing the opening to the truck to reveal itself to him, Captain still had a look of immense rage on his face when he noticed Mizzaks standing before him. Moving past the boy and taking a first hand look at all of the wounded and destruction, the large man soon began to speak. "Get all wounded out of here immediately! Heal anyone that needs urgent treatment until the Recovery Unit arrives to evacuate them." Captain roared at everyone that could move, causing the Grunts who had basic medic training to instantly get to work, helping the serious wounded into more comfortable positions before taking care of their wounds the best they could.

Once they began to do that, and everything seemed to get under control, at least slightly, Captain turned around and took a few steps before stopping just before Mizzaks, staring down at him with his dark green eyes. "It still seems you're alive after everything....." Captain began to say before he turned yet again and began to walk back into the truck, stopping before disappearing completely as he turned his head slightly back to Mizzaks. "....I expect to capture the target next time though, and I'll be counting on you and the others to be successful!" the large man said, finishing his sentence but also showing that Mizzaks had succeeded, Captain had just allowed him to join not only Verband, but the squad he was in right this moment. Moving back through the truck and returning to his initial position with the small handheld device, Captain immediately picked it up, sending a request for at least two Recovery Units to arrive to their location.

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Going through the new footage that was sent only minutes ago, the mysterious man in the darkened room, was busy going through frame by frame of what had happened, smiling as the movement would suddenly stop, on a particular frame with Julia in her transformed, vampire style form. Still continuing to go through these favorable moments, the man was soon interrupted by a new voice in the room. "It seems as if the target has gotten away, again!" the voice said to the man, as he still never moved from his large armchair styled seat, still looking at one image before him, of Julia staring towards the camera with her yellow eye appearing through its darkness.

"Yes....Yes it does seem she's slipped through our grasp....However..." the man started to say before stopping, causing the new voice to speak up. "However...what?" replied the voice, causing the man to smile yet again as he never moved his head in any way that would take his eyes away from the monitor. "However,....we now know more about the target then when we started....I think a few casualties is more then acceptable for such information, don't you think?" the man said with an almost twisted smile on his face, as the voice spoke yet again. "Yes. More then acceptable!"

 

[Metasoul]

Mizzaks was humbled by what Captain had said, he stood there for a few moments reflecting on the moments that had preceded before snapping himself out of it too obey the Captains orders. He spotted a man leaning against a wall clutching a large open wound.
A man kneeling over him with a white band sewed onto his standard issue Verbrand uniform had the medics cross on it. Mizzaks rushed to help in any way he could, he landed hard on the ground.
"Whats the situation here?" Mizzaks asked in a hurry. The medic looked over to Mizzaks with blood on his face and chest.
"It's terrible. The poor guy got an upwards slash accross the chest, you can see the muscle tissue and everything!"

Unable to see how his input could help Mizzaks turned his back and signalled for one of the medics to come up and help them, as they exited the mobile recovery units in single file. Each of the medics broke up into their own teams with different medical equipment. Some of it didn't even look remotely similiar to Mizzaks, perhaps it was Mizzaks' weird upbringing.

But he decided to stand in the middle of the comotion and sort of guard them, incase anything else was to come by.

 

[Gearheart]

Geneva was disappointed when Julia fled, leaving her clutching the nanomachine 'grenade'. She instead reverted the programming back to that for aerosol spray, and removed the explosive distributor. She wordlessly searched through the battlefield, until she came upon a badly wounded soldier, he was barely conscious, and losing massive quantities of blood.

"Hold still..."

Geneva inserted the nanomachine canister into a small device, and clicked a button, a silvery mist spraying from the canister onto the man's body. Geneva practically painted every one of his wounds with the nanomachines. She immediately dropped the empty canister, and attached the device to her belt, inputting commands into the console. One by one, each wound, both external and internal, began to seal shut. The process was slow, but sure; there were no traces of injury left. There was only one issue to take care of to ensure the man's survival.

"This man needs blood! AB Negative!"


Max was not at all pleased. Seeing the decimation of his allies, he was beginning to grow angry.

"You better get back here! You damn coward!"

Max fired his shotgun into the air, ejecting the spent shell.

"Think you can just kill our men, and get away with it? We're Verband! We're everywhere!"

Max loaded in another shell of buckshot, firing into the air again. He did so several times, before ripping his helmet off and stomping on it. The composite material the helmet was made from stood up to his frenzy.

 

[Metasoul]

After hearing the buckshot rounds being fired into the air Mizzaks spun around and drew his desert eagles and pointed them in the direction of the gunshots. As he was about to pull the trigger he relised it was only Max.

"Jesus christ, thanks for throwing me into a world of terror... it's not like i NEEDED that extra heartbeat or anything." Mizzaks cursed under his breath as he walked to a nearby tap to wash his face.
Some water accidently made its way into Mizzaks' mouth.

He spat it out in disgust, "Blegh thats disgusting!" As Mizzaks said this out loud a woman crossed his path. In her arms she carried a small child, a baby, wrapped up in a sling so the child could be held close to the mothers chest easily. "It's how we live here, we've come accustomed to the violence and other goings on that happen around here, and as for the dirty water... Well... we're thankful for what we have been given. We all pray each day that things will become better, but for now, as long as you guys are around, we will all be safe." The mother spoke with a soft voice. As she walked away she hummed a tune to her sleeping child, every now and then shushing to it.
Mizzaks was clearly amazed of what these people had to go through. They're living conditions were clearly poor, but, yet they still did not mind this style. It must feel cozy to them.

Mizzaks was unfimiliar with his own thoughts as he had had that feeling removed from him, that sense of security and warmth that only a home with your family can give you.

Mizzaks shook himself out of his trance and moved towards the Captain. "Is there anything you would like me to do sir?" Mizzaks stood at attention waiting for a response.

 

[sephiroth2]

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Captain was busy talking to the head of the Recovery Units that had just arrived, right at the moment Mizzaks decided to see if the huge man would want to have any orders to give. As both men briefly nodded to eachother, the medium sized man turned and walked past Mizzaks, looking at the boy for no more then a moment, before exiting the large truck and beginning to the evacuation of all wounded from the area, as they were treated and immediately taken aboard the large mobile trucks. As soon as the man left, Captain could turn his full attention on Mizzaks, as he slowly walked towards him. Thinking for a few seconds at the question Mizzaks asked, Captain nodded a little as his hand started to press a series of buttons on one of the consoles beside him.

"There is something actually, Mizzaks. I'd like you to assemble everyone outside that's still here, and have them ready to move out at a moment's notice." the large muscular man said to Mizzaks, as he turned away and started to walk back down along the huge metal truck. "I'll be out in a few moments to explain what we'll be doing now." said Captain as the sound of something mechanical opening could be heard all the way at the far end of the vehicle where he was, though it would have been quite still too dark to see anything clearly. As soon as it was certain that no one else was inside the large metal monster, Captain suddenly seemed to disappear into a small opening at the back of the truck, beside all of the containers and capsules that were lined up, before shortly the same sound of metal sliding could be heard as the small opening closed, making it in appearance as if it was never there in the first place.

 

[Metasoul]

After recieving the order from Captain, Mizzaks began to jog around to all the able bodied employees of Verbrand that were in the vicinity.
"thanks Mizzaks" one of the soldiers replied to him as he explained the situation and the order from Captain.
He kept thinking to himself what the next order would be, and what the Captain would say.
After issueing everyone their new orders he sat down on the side and awaited the Captain to exit the truck. He took out his Desert eagles which he called his "shortswords" and started examining them closely. "hmph... still got the signature engraved on it." he said to himself as he twirled the gun around on his finger. He flicked his wrist and the guns' barrel was pointing into nothing ness, he check the straightness and the weight of each gun. "exactly the same. After all these years." He put the guns back into their respective holsters and began to remenisc about the days of old, still conscienously awaiting the Captain.

 

[Rikken Omnious]

A slender young female slide into existance on the edge of the what could be now called a warzone. Her short blonde hair covered by a red beret, her cold blue eyes staring at the carnage before her. Soldiers running about amidst the chaos of the market carried injured to vehicles to be removed from the battlezone. She adjusted her long red coat that covered her black shirt,black long pants and black combat boots. A silver Verband badge adorned her left pocket and a Clusters on her neck and rank slides that indicated that she was a Major. Her vision swung to the man standing near the armoured personel carrier. She walked over to him, spinning her riding crop in her hand.

"Soldier, Who is in charge here?" She asked Mizzaks with a note of impatience in her voice. She had no time for insolence or insubordination today.

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"Yes, this will do just fine," said Julia to herself as she entered a cave on the outskirts of town. She moved her stuff in, of little which she actually had, and set about setting up early warning systems, that included pit traps and a occaisional simple rattling cans trap that when trigged made a noise to alert her to the enemies presence. Once she was satisfied with her warning traps she sat about organising her sleeping arrangements and putting stuff away. She covered the enterance to her cave by breaking limbs off nearby trees and off the ground and laying them against the opening and then covering them with leaves and tree limbs. Once satisfied with that she layed down and fell asleep.

 

[Metasoul]

OOC: I'll try and add more... it's all i could think of at the time >.<

Mizzaks' throat seemed to quiver underneath the commanding prescence of the newcomer. He looked her up and down and smartly twirled the gun as he stood up, "you'd wanna talk to Captain," the gun stopped spinning and he was now pointing at the truck the Captain was in, he looked as if he were about to open fire upon it, "he seems to be in charge around here... check that truck out over there, he's holed himself in ever since... well this slaughter." He finished by putting his gun back in its rightful place.

 

[sephiroth2]

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Almost feeling like it had been some time since they had laid eyes on their captain, the line of soldiers still fit to continue, all stood in line while briefly talking to each other as they continued to wait. Suddenly, each and everyone of them, stood to attention as the sound of whirling gears and metal could be heard. As a large slab of metal on the same side of the truck the line of fighters were facing began to push itself outwards, before the hydraulics of the machine started to raise the metal revealing an opening, the soldiers stood even more strictly as the sound of heavy footsteps were heard, as a huge bulky suit of metal stepped out and onto the ground facing the recruits before it.

The suit covered the entire person's body, looking more like a robot then anything human, especially with how bulky and huge it was. Turning its head from side to side looking at one end of the line of people, to another, the huge suit turned and began to make its way straight towards Mizzaks, the light from the sun gleaming off of the metal as it walked and within almost no time at all, reached Mizzaks and the woman that had just arrived.

Taking one look at the woman and the Verband identification she had, caused the suit of metal to turn and look at Mizzaks, revealing a familiar voice. "Get in line with the others Mizzaks, we'll be moving out soon, and I would like it if we weren't waiting too long before we do." the voice of Captain's said through a filter on the suit he wore, his head turning back to the woman before him. "What can I do for you Major!" Captain said, moving his large metal hands up, pressing a button and causing the metal that made up his helmet to retract and disappear back into his suit, showing the familiar face of Captain.

 

[Gearheart]

Max was still too upset to speak with anyone, and had consigned himself to leaning against a nearby building. He leaned against the butt of his shotgun, his forehead resting against the buttplate of his ST-0. He knew some of the men, he trained a good handful of them; they were students, allies, and more importantly, friends. He finally gathered himself, but remained grave and silent as he walked back towards the Captain and the Major. His normally jovial handling of his weapon was replaced with a stiff, formal hold against his shoulder.

Geneva was visibly unaffected, she did understand the risks of being a soldier, and undrstood the chance of losing ones life in the line; however, she could care less about the lives of others around her. As a medic, she viewed the relationship with others as purely a doctor-patient relation, to her, there was no personal bond with any of these faceless, anonymous men. As she helped resuscitat ethose she knew could be saved, she only handled them with enough care necessary, but without sympathy.

 

[Rikken Omnious]

"Insolence!" She slapped Mizzaks across the face with her open palm, "Address your superiors with proper respect by using Ma'am or Sir," Her eyes flashed as she looked at the suit in front of her that contained the Captain. She looked unfazed by the suit that the captain wore. She looked up at him as he retracted the helmet and looked at her "What can i do for you major?" She removed a pair of black gloves from her belt that was sitting on her waist and began to put them on her hands as she began talking to Captain. "Why havent you captured RAE yet?" She snapped at Captain with a note of harshness in her voice she clearly wasnt in the best mood for bad news and she hoped that they had managed to salvage something from this,from her point of view one-sided against RAE. Her riding crop was gathered under her arm rather stiffly as tho it might lash out and attack.

A single soldier slowly entered her field of vision walking towards the captain and herself, "Is this another of these rejects you call a squad?" She snapped at captain, "Disgraceful, you cant even command a squad to take down a single target and you call yourself Verband soliders!" With a quick action she flicked the riding crop out and smacked it across the face of the captain, leaving a red square shaped mark on his face. With the same quick action it was at her side once again, ready to be used again should it be needed.

 

[sephiroth2]

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The only thing Captain felt at that precise moment, was the feeling of the whip like sound the was created upon that forceful smack from her Riding crop, leaving the painful red mark from it. Holding his head to the side in which she struck him with the crop, Captain didn't show any sign of pain or even flinching upon getting slapped, once turning his head back to the Major as he still kept his posture as straight as ever, no doubt due to the heavy years of military life.

"The target was able to escape from us, but we have found out all we could from it, and have already relayed it back to headquarters." Captain said to the Major, standing tall and unmoving like that of a giant oak tree. "As we speak, a squad of fresh Grunts have already been sent through strategic parts of the city. So far we have determined that the subject has already left, but must be in the surrounded area to rest." said the huge metal covered man, as he continued to stand before the Major with his arms to his side.

Moving is eyes so slightly, Captain looked down towards the Major, as he seemed to relax just a tiny bit, as his voice spoke to only her. "I assume, you were sent on, 'his', orders to report here, am I correct?" asked Captain, with a serious look on his face as he questioned ever so slightly.