An ODST slipped into the dimly lit room through the malfunctioning door. The small amount of light resonating from the flashlight mounted on an abandoned SMG illuminated his chest piece.
PHOENIX
The words were printed on his black and red armor and surrounded in painted flames. He picked up the weapon and studied the many signs of combat. Scratches, dents, everything matched with the security footage the intel team recovered. Supposedly the original user was tracking down a Coyote leader before everything went to h3ll. Fake illegal weapons trade turned ambush. Not the first time that happened.
He threw down the SMG and continued down the hallway to where the agent’s last position was located. The door creaked as Phoenix lightly pushed it inward, revealing the mess inside. Just as assumed, his location bracelet was on the ground, crushed. Red liquid covered the ground and lightly splashed as the ODST maneuvered the room. He flicked the lights on and found the agent—or what was left of him. Remains of torture devices were littered everywhere: matches, knives, syringes, electrical transmitters, this poor man went through it all. He pulled down the soaked shirt and extricated the mangled dog tags. Cause of death: blood loss. Definitely. Tucked in the agent’s mouth was a card. Phoenix pulled it out and read aloud:
“Ace.”
Ace. This man was an absolute demon. A Rogue Coyote leader famous for his tortures, usually recorded for propaganda. He was wanted for over fifty million credits across the galaxy. Unfortunately, there seemed to be no sign of where he was now—*click*.
Phoenix stood completely still, waiting. Footsteps approached on all sides. He turned around and punched, only to be grabbed by the arm and flipped to the ground. A spartan walked up to him and took off his helmet.
“Well, it’s been a while, hasn’t it.”
“Urgh, Ace...”
“We’ve got a lot of catching up to do. Boys! Get him on the chair.”
Three soldiers grabbed him and cuffed his hands behind him before he was not so elegantly thrown on a chair next to the agent. Ace knelt down and grabbed the knife.
“So, how do we start?”
2 HOURS LATER
Phoenix’s body was covered in his own blood, not one inch had his usual pale hue. Ace dropped the syringe and crouched in front of Agent Phoenix.
“Listen, as fun as it would be to kill you now, I think I have some other plans. I know you’ve always hated us Coyotes, but when you forget everything, it’ll all change.”
He motioned for someone to come over as Phoenix fell unconscious, never to reawaken as a UNSC operative.
Wow. Didn’t think I was going to write something canon for the Imperial Campaign here. Noted.
Short Stories
Mon Oct 14, 2019 6:37 pm
Very nice indeed.Survivor11 wrote: ↑Mon Oct 14, 2019 6:09 pmDisclaimer: this is not a representation of my geopolitical views. Anything is purely for story-telling purposes.
Robert sat on some rubble.
He was eating his M.R.E. ration.
The rubble in question used to be part of the most important building in Europe.
That building had stopped being important merely 12 years ago.
He dusted off his helmet and put it back on.
Overhead, two Blitzcrafte flew past, the sonic booms they created no doubt sending German anti-air batteries into full alert.
The year was 2034.
He threw the package of the M.R.E. on the ground.
There was already trash strewn everywhere, and it wouldn't change much in the short run.
Well, it might make a german soldier slip if they ever crossed the Rhine.
12 years ago the EU fell.
He got up and stretched.
France, Britain, Italy, Spain, even the western parts of Germany: all of them imploded because of political tension and regions separated.
He brushed some dust off the Elsass Freí graffiti on a half demolished wall.
Out of the ashes of the Rheinland-Pfalz, NordRhein-Westfalen, Saarland, Baden-Württemberg, Alsace-Lorraine, the North of Switzerland, and the south of Belgium rose Denn Rheinland Föderation.
He popped a mint into his mouth.
The Rhineland federation had finally united the multiple ethnicities around the Rhine that had been separated across multiple countries for centuries.
Many weren't that different.
The dialects spoken and the culture in the western German border had always been closer to the Alsatian spoken in Eastern France than Berliner Deutsch, a similar story for the northern Swiss.
Lorraine had joined the federation because the République Française Centrale had refused to incorporate it because of the poor infrastructure and resources.
Southern Belgium had been annexed after a brief war with Belgium over military naval rights in the Rhine.
Robert sucked on it thoughtfully.
Germany had lost multiple major cities and assets and had never really been happy about it.
Of course, no one had been happy about the sudden and rapid militarization of the federation, as it produced massive amounts of new weapons and equipment for the thousands of conscripts it quickly acquired.
The people of the Rhineland had tasted freedom and unity, and now they were alarmingly ready to die for it.
Federation politics had been uncertain too, to say the least. A surprisingly democratic system had been put in place with the army having the power to remove the president, but the president having the power to dissolve the military's high command, and the parliament having the power to do both.
It was an effective state of limbo which forced co-operation under the watchful eye of the population.
Two civilians lay half covered by a building. Dead of course.
They had been ready when Germany attacked- or rather, as ready as they could be when they were outnumbered 7 to 1. Their tactics had been to allow the Germans to progress to the Rhine, after mining every road, burning all the crops, and ambushing in every village first, of course.
The Rhineland would not give up freedom without spilling German blood for every square centimeter of land.
"WE HAVE SURRENDERED ENOUGH THROUGHOUT HISTORY ALREADY.
NOW, WE WILL FIGHT.
WE WILL FIGHT FOR UNITY.
WE WILL FIGHT FOR FREEDOM.
WE WILL FIGHT SO OUR CHILDREN LEARN THEIR LANGUAGE AND NOT FOREIGN WORDS!!
FÜR DIE MUTTERLAND!!
FÜR DER VATERSPRECHE!
FÜR DER FÖDERATION!!
LET THEM DROWN IN THEIR BLOOD IF THEY WANT OUR LAND SO BADLY!
The enraged and extremely fervent speech that had blasted throughout every radio, every speaker in that fateful day still rang in all of their ears.
It had been 8 months and they had done just as they promised.
Germany had a far greater population than the Rhineland Federation, yet, they were not defending their homes and all that was left.
Of course, many had left the country saying the war was lost and there was no way the Federation would win.
Entire villages had been deserted in some cases for various reasons, the men and women being conscripted and the children and elderly evacuating.
In other cases, the children and elderly became the last line of defense.
Like at Kehl.
It was only 200 meters away from him.
All that separated the main corps of the German army from Strasbourg was a stretch of water known as the Rhine.
The east of Strasbourg had been thoroughly shelled by hidden German artillery and lay in ruins.
Kehl had been razed to the ground.
Yet, concealed Federation machine gun nests and mortars on the west bank of the Rhine would fire a volley occasionally to remind the Germans the Rhineland was still eager to fight.
It was the only reason they had not crossed yet.
Federation submarines patrolled the Rhine underwater and the only way to get across now that the bridges had long been blown up was an amphibious landing.
The first two attempts had stalled after concentrated air strikes had forced the Germans to seek shelter before their own aircraft could respond.
Federation tanks and Armoured vehicles patrolled regularly to make sure that all the defenses were operational.
Robert walked up to his own convoy.
They were carrying backup ammunition to a nest that had fired too many volleys as a reminder.
Waste of ammunition and oxygen.
That was the kind of thing his Sergeant would grumble.
His wandering thoughts came back to Kehl.
It had been a bloodbath.
Children no older than 10 years old had been taught how to fire guns and men and women aged over seventy were manning machine guns and artillery posts.
Why? Because the Germans no longer took prisoners.
Then again, why should they? These were the same people who had killed their friends and family.
Neither side had any mercy left and warcrimes were being committed openly.
From what he had heard, the Germans would line up every man and woman aged above 13 and slit their throats one at a time do as to conserve ammunition.
Then they would bury them.
In response, every so often, a German soldier would suddenly disappear when German convoys crossed the Black Forest. The German in question would generally be found decapitated and with some unpleasant displays of gore.
A note was generally attached threatening the Germans, etc, etc.
Federation troops knew who was doing it, but the Germans did not.
They would tell each other stories of the "Wolves of the Black Forest".
It was rumoured they would hear a wolf howl before they found their dead comrades.
Mon Oct 14, 2019 11:31 pm
ATTN SCP Foundation Personnel:
RE: Subject KETER class, warning Keter class is to be considered of utmost importance as it is to be considered to be the deadliest of any subjugates of the SCP Foundation.
ATTN! Subjugate has been identified as an unknown large terrestrial land being SCP-609-b has been observed to stand apprx 9'8". It's appearance is blackened as death itself. It's face is blotted out as the dark eclipse shrouded in the darkness of night and death, it consumes all organic matter telepathically within 10 meters of itself. It's entire body and torso is laiden with the black darkness only described as a demonic presence. So dost it move in such terrible ways. So frightening is this figure otherwise as STILSTMANNER it is referred to as the Black Death.
Containment procedures are as follows:
609-b is to be held within a windowless, steel, reinforced concrete building with salt surrounding all corners. The door is to be made of blessed Titanium-alloid panels which are to swing into said structure. The structure is to be NO LESS than 20 meters thick with a two piece door weighing approx. 60 tons.
05 command has deemed it necessary to keep Class D personnel with recoiless 50 Beowulf Assault Rifles.
A-BHTW-9NTFHE is to be initiated if 609-b is to escape. SCP-609-b is impossible to kill or recapture.
CONTAINMENT IS IMPERATIVE TO THE EARTH'S SURVIVAL
My cousin wrote this. So don't look at me. I just posted it, lol!
RE: Subject KETER class, warning Keter class is to be considered of utmost importance as it is to be considered to be the deadliest of any subjugates of the SCP Foundation.
ATTN! Subjugate has been identified as an unknown large terrestrial land being SCP-609-b has been observed to stand apprx 9'8". It's appearance is blackened as death itself. It's face is blotted out as the dark eclipse shrouded in the darkness of night and death, it consumes all organic matter telepathically within 10 meters of itself. It's entire body and torso is laiden with the black darkness only described as a demonic presence. So dost it move in such terrible ways. So frightening is this figure otherwise as STILSTMANNER it is referred to as the Black Death.
Containment procedures are as follows:
609-b is to be held within a windowless, steel, reinforced concrete building with salt surrounding all corners. The door is to be made of blessed Titanium-alloid panels which are to swing into said structure. The structure is to be NO LESS than 20 meters thick with a two piece door weighing approx. 60 tons.
05 command has deemed it necessary to keep Class D personnel with recoiless 50 Beowulf Assault Rifles.
A-BHTW-9NTFHE is to be initiated if 609-b is to escape. SCP-609-b is impossible to kill or recapture.
CONTAINMENT IS IMPERATIVE TO THE EARTH'S SURVIVAL
My cousin wrote this. So don't look at me. I just posted it, lol!
Mon Oct 14, 2019 11:52 pm
SCP Foundation: Secure. Contain. Protect.
ATTENTION: This SCP is highly classified and has only just been revealed.
SCP-680-Z was first located in Northern Canada. It's form is that of a rotting skeleton and has been noted for extreme speed and endurance. The said subject has, however, been located recently in Northern United States and is moving to the south at an alarming speed. Details to the exact location are as follows: [DATA EXPUNGED]
SCP-680-Z is believed to have originated in Siberia. It is suspected that it came into North America by swimming the distance between Russia and Alaska. This has given proof to theories that 680-Z not only has extreme endurance but must also be attracted to warm temperatures. Recent reports have shown SCP-680-Z as not just a single creature, there seem to be multiple creatures with the potential of reproducing.
Foundation personnel have succeeded in capturing one of these creatures (Subject 3-J) and a current 34-day study has shown it to be EXTREMELY dangerous. SCP-680-Z, also known as "The Foreign Kerkel", has been classified as a KETER Class anomaly and efforts are being made by the foundation to capture and contain all subjects. However, currently no success has been achieved in the continued containment of said Subject 3-J.
Hopefully further endevours will reveal a successful containment procedure and possible elimination of most, if not all, of these specimens.
I invented this one.
ATTENTION: This SCP is highly classified and has only just been revealed.
SCP-680-Z was first located in Northern Canada. It's form is that of a rotting skeleton and has been noted for extreme speed and endurance. The said subject has, however, been located recently in Northern United States and is moving to the south at an alarming speed. Details to the exact location are as follows: [DATA EXPUNGED]
SCP-680-Z is believed to have originated in Siberia. It is suspected that it came into North America by swimming the distance between Russia and Alaska. This has given proof to theories that 680-Z not only has extreme endurance but must also be attracted to warm temperatures. Recent reports have shown SCP-680-Z as not just a single creature, there seem to be multiple creatures with the potential of reproducing.
Foundation personnel have succeeded in capturing one of these creatures (Subject 3-J) and a current 34-day study has shown it to be EXTREMELY dangerous. SCP-680-Z, also known as "The Foreign Kerkel", has been classified as a KETER Class anomaly and efforts are being made by the foundation to capture and contain all subjects. However, currently no success has been achieved in the continued containment of said Subject 3-J.
Hopefully further endevours will reveal a successful containment procedure and possible elimination of most, if not all, of these specimens.
I invented this one.
Tue Oct 15, 2019 3:18 am
Eh I’ll give it a shot I’m tired at the time of writing this so deal with it
March 3d 1943
The day the world changed
Everything was going normally WWII was at its climax.
But then it happened president Eisenhower was assassinated by an agent sent by corrupt group of US officials who quickly took control of the US offices. It was simple assassinate the president then blame it on Germany the Populous would believe it the propaganda did its job.
35 years later
The UNR (United Nations Republic) now rules the world having overthrown all opposition all that remains is an underground rebellion called TFM (The Freedom Movement) made from the few unified nations that tried to resist the UNR.
TFM is made from
A mix of people from all around the world
Mostly Germans, Americans, French, Egyptians and Greeks.
UNR Main supporters
Russia, Italy, US(capital of the UNR) Greece and Canada(now US north).
The Hero
Elefthería(it’s Greek) is the daughter of Mary Gabris and Andreas Gabris
Elefthería true to Her namei s a proficient marksman but likes to use explosives if possible. She has a witty personality but is able to take the situation seriously if needed.
Her preferred loadout is an m16 m1911 silenced dragnov and a kopis.
I will write more later but I’m too tired right now
March 3d 1943
The day the world changed
Everything was going normally WWII was at its climax.
But then it happened president Eisenhower was assassinated by an agent sent by corrupt group of US officials who quickly took control of the US offices. It was simple assassinate the president then blame it on Germany the Populous would believe it the propaganda did its job.
35 years later
The UNR (United Nations Republic) now rules the world having overthrown all opposition all that remains is an underground rebellion called TFM (The Freedom Movement) made from the few unified nations that tried to resist the UNR.
TFM is made from
A mix of people from all around the world
Mostly Germans, Americans, French, Egyptians and Greeks.
UNR Main supporters
Russia, Italy, US(capital of the UNR) Greece and Canada(now US north).
The Hero
Elefthería(it’s Greek) is the daughter of Mary Gabris and Andreas Gabris
Elefthería true to Her namei s a proficient marksman but likes to use explosives if possible. She has a witty personality but is able to take the situation seriously if needed.
Her preferred loadout is an m16 m1911 silenced dragnov and a kopis.
I will write more later but I’m too tired right now
Tue Oct 15, 2019 3:08 pm
What's the matta with apostrophes?
Tue Oct 15, 2019 3:52 pm
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