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California, Fresno County - United States

December 2nd 2014 AD

One D. Joseph Cobb, also known as, Patriot-112, gave a frustrated groan as he looked at one of the docs he and his online friends use to write chapters for their fanfics. He had been, once again, distracted by his grandfather because of one of his damn ambitious projects, like the Solar Panel array he had set up during the summer. Of course, the good thing he got out of it was that he was paid 200 dollars.

Now he was looking at the doc and saw, to his ire, that his friends were all MIA.

"Son of a bitch, not again..." he said through gritted teeth. "If Gramps doesn't stop bugging me about his stupid projects, I'M GONNA...!"

However, before he could continue his rant, the docs made a familiar 'ping' sound causing him to blink, as he saw someone had entered and messaged him.

117Jorn: Yo Patriot! :D

He grinned seeing the message from one of his friends.

Patriot-112: Jorn! Thank God Almighty! Where have you been? I've been forced to do more of my grandfather's CRAZY ASS projects!

117Jorn: Sorry, let's just say me, Ryu, Ron, Titanic and Takeshi have been VERY busy these last few months…

117Jorn: By the way… have you heard of an App called 'Fiction Maker' by any chance?

D.J. blinked at that, but remembered that.

Patriot-112: Yeah, but I haven't tried it out yet, since I got a new laptop, and made sure it was properly protected.

117Jorn: Well… me and the others have used it and… well… you need to try it out. Just make sure you're alone when you do it… and don't freak out. When you do… it will explain why me and the others have been gone for so long.

Patriot-112: O-Kay...

With that, he went to where the App was, and began to read the instructions.

"Hmm, what the fuck." he said with a shrug, and began to load in one of his OCs, more specifically, his Star Wars OC, Boc Werd. "And here. We. Go!"

For a few moments, nothing happened… however suddenly his Laptop began to spark purple energy. "The Fuck?" D.J cursed, before a beam of energy shot out, followed by a beam of light bright enough to cause him to shield his eyes.

It was a few moments before he heard a voice.

"What the hell!? Where am I!?"

D.J's eyes blinked in confusion as the voice sounded like a mix of his own, and Steven Jay Blum, he unshielded his eyes before they widened at what he was seeing in front of him. Standing a few feet away was a figure clad in Elite Vanguard Mandalorian armor, his helmet on the ground revealing his face as a grizzled 25 year old Human male with five o'clock shadow, a vertical scar that passed over his right eye, and another that passed over the left part of his mouth. His brown hair was in a military crew cut.

He also noticed that he was wearing two very familiar cylinder like objects on his belt, with one of them having a black handle with grooves for a better grip, and also saw what looked like a kama half kilt. The person looked at him, and the two locked gazes.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Patriot was still too shocked, as his eyes were wide and his mouth hung open. What felt like a minute passed before he raised his hand. "O-one moment… please..." he said as he turned back to the computer.

Patriot-112: WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK JORN?! WHY IS BOC WERD STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?! HOW IS HE STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?!

117Jorn: Now you see what we we've been up to. Best you talk to him… also once you calm him down - since I am guessing he's is about as confused as you are, tell him to sit by the computer, so I can explain a few things to him.

Patriot sighed, before he turned back towards the Mandalorian Knight that stood before him, still looking rather impatient. "Okay… look." He said, trying to be as calm as possible. "I… am just as confused as you are right now… but my friend on the computer here says he can explain… which makes sense since he just told me to use something which has… apparently brought you into this reality. So… why don't we both calm down, and listen to what my friend here has to say?"

Boc still looked very suspicious, looking at the young man who sat before him. But he sensed no deceit from the man, and he saw that he was unarmed, and posed no threat. He nodded as he stepped forward, looking at the computer with D.J sitting next to him as he typed.

Patriot-112: Okay Jorn… explain. NOW.

117Jorn: Alright, here is the basics. Four months ago, me and the others were waiting on you to update one of our fics - FFTF I think it was. But I got an email with this app called 'Fiction Maker'. I used it, and as you have seen, the App has the ability to take people from once fictional universes - even characters that we create ourselves - and brings them into our universe.

117Jorn: First I brought in Jaden Takeo and his Harem from Pokegirls: Ripple of a Blade, then I got Amy Takeo and… well so did the others - minus Ron who just used the app to bring technology, ships and such from universes like Star Wars, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica and Babylon 5 into real life. So have we, and since then we've been building up several sizable military forces.

117Jorn: It's what we've been doing since then, building up forces and preparing for the future.

117Jorn: Ron has been setting up jumpgates from B5 across our area of the galaxy, and commands a force called the Colonial Expeditionary Force.

117Jorn: Ryu's started up a world-wide spy ring and information broker system, using Naru, Akira and Amy's 'Skills' and Kira's goddess-like hacking abilities to get dirt on every major power in the world, called the Special Intelligence Task Group, or SITG.

117Jorn: Titanic X has set up a colony in L3 called Xena Colony, moving Refugee's from earth into space, protected by the Xena Self-Defense Force.

117Jorn: Takeshi's set up shop in the Arcturus System, starting up his own faction, the 'Arcturus Alliance'.

117Jorn: And I've basically done the same thing as she has, rescuing refugees and immigrants from Mexico, Africa, Asia and such, and bringing them to the Epsilon Eridani System, and began settling them on Reach and Tribute - yes, that Reach, and building up a military force of Macross, Halo and some Star Wars tech, ships and characters. Also working on moving people off of Earth, and making life on earth generally more easy.

117Jorn: Remember the takeover of North Korea? That was instigated by yours truly :D

D.J. and Boc both had wide eyes - and both for different reasons. For Boc, he was surprised and confused at how apparently - according to this '117Jorn' - he was part of a fictional universe. And for D.J., he was shocked at what his friends have been up to these last few months - and even more surprised that it was Jordan who instigated the rebellion in North Korea.

"Holy Shit." Both D.J. and Boc said simultaneously, causing both of them to glance at one another in surprise.

"So…" Boc said, and D.J. sighed.

"Yeah… you're… a character I made for a story I'm working on…" he decided to finally admit. "You are Boc Werd, right? Mandalorian Knight?"

Boc looked at him, shocked, but nodded. "Yes… that's right..." he said, before he shook his head. "Geez… this… this is all…"

D.J. chuckled a bit dryly at that. "Yeah… I know…" he said before he turned back to the computer.

Patriot-112: Alright… this sounds crazy Jorn… but considering Boc's sitting right next to me, I gotta believe you. I think we should meet face-to-face. You have transport?

117Jorn: Heh, already planned. I've got a Pelican Dropship ready to pick you up, ETA 20 Minutes. It'll take you to my ship - we've got a lot to talk about.

Patriot-112: Right - see you soon.

D.J sighed as he then turned to Boc. "Well… we might as well start getting ready." he said, "Don't worry, I'll bring Shae here in a few moments."

Boc nodded "Right… thanks..." he said, shaking his head "Boy, how is she going to handle this?"

"Say we're all crazy?" D.J suggested, and Boc chuckled a bit.

"Maybe, maybe."

Meanwhile - INF-102 Durandal

Briefing Room

Jordan sighed as he closed his laptop, and looked at the others "He's agreed to meet us," he said, "Aina, send Pelican 419 to his place, tracked the coordinates via the connection." Aina nodded as she winked off of the holo table.

Ron nodded as he got off of his communicator "Good," he said. "Also, I've got a few White Stars inbound to Reach Gamma station. Where do you want me to park them?"

"Tell your ships that the Alpha Docking bays should be cleared," Jordan said with a short nod.

"Understood," Ron said. "I'm placing them under your command until this shit is over. Enjoy them: there's not much that can keep up with a White Star at full burn."

"Good to know," Jordan said. "I'll put e'm to good use when we need them. In the meantime I need to think of a Star System for Patriot to take command of… Ron, is the Tau Ceti System clear?"

Ron rose an eyebrow but nodded "Yeah, I established a Jumpgate there a week ago," he said. Its got two planets - one which can already sustain life, and another that's rich in minerals according to survey's."

"It would be a good place for Patriot to get his forces started if he wants in on this," Jordan said. "And I'm guessing he will… " He then stood up. "Well, I suppose I'd best get down to the hangar and greet him… I should be back momentarily."

20 Minutes Later - D77-TCI Pelican En-Route to UASC Durandal

D.J. was sitting in the passenger area, his civilian clothing changed to that of multi-cam BDU pants, a woodland camo t-shirt, and mil-tec combat boots. He wasn't alone as he looked at the other passengers with him. Along with Boc, he had also brought back another Mandalorian into reality with the app. A woman wearing full Mandalorian armor save for her helmet, revealing her to be a woman about Boc's age, with shoulder length bright red hair, and hazel colored eyes. Her name, was Shae Vizla.

"We're approaching the Durandal now." Said the pilot of the Pelican. "Should be landing in a few minutes."

D.J walked up towards the cockpit, as did Shae and Boc as they looked out the window. And then their eyes all widened as they saw the massive five kilometer long Infinity-class Dreadnought Warship which floated in space before them, slowly cruising forward, and written on the side of its hull was 'INF-202 UASC DURANDAL'.

"Holy shit..." said Boc in shock, while Shae nodded in agreement.

"It looks like Jorn has been really... busy." muttered D.J. as the Pelican head toward one of the Durandal's hangar bays.

"I believe that is an understatement..." Shae said, as the Pelican flew into the hangar, before it spun around as its landing gear lowered, gently landing on the deck. The three of them then approached the cargo bay door, which lowered. And standing on the other side was none other than Jordan, wearing what appeared to be a modified version of the UNSC Navy uniform from Halo 4.

"Glad to have you onboard, Patriot!" Jordan said smirking, "Welcome to the UASC Durandal!"

"I can see that." D.J. said as he and the Mandalorians stepped off the Pelican, "It's good to meet you in person as well. Wish it was under..." he looked around the spacious hangar, "...normal circumstances."

"Hey, stuff happens." Jordan said with a chuckle. "But even you have to admit this is all pretty damn awesome." He then glanced at the two figures with him "Ah, and this must be Boc Werd, and Shae Vizla, correct?"

The two nodded.

"That's right, now I hope you can tell us in person what all the hubbub's about?" he asked and Jordan nodded at that.

"Right, just follow me to the Briefing room. The others are waiting." he said and then led the three to said destination. It only took them a quick Elevator lift from the hangar to the briefing room, as they arrived at the Briefing room of the Durandal, where Ron, Ryu, Takeshi and Jessica all waited.

The others looked as Jordan came in along with Patriot, and the two Mandalorians. Ron was the first to greet D.J. as he came in.

"Patriot." Ron said with a short nod. "Welcome aboard. Sorry about the AFKness: we've been… busy."

"So I noticed," he said as he took a seat. "Especially that job you did in Korea."

"Bah, I didn't do a thing there," Ron said shaking his head. "That was all Jordan's idea."

Jordan shrugged. "But you can't argue with results," he said. "With Roy in charge, NK should start to become more open to South Korea and Japan, and hopefully we can negotiate a new union between the North and South. If we can get the South Koreans to join us, it will make things a lot better, plus the U.S. loses one of their biggest buyers of military hardware."

D.J. nodded at that, though a bit solemnly, knowing that the U.S. hadn't been in a favorable light as of late.

"Yeah... What about ISIS and the Civil War in Syria?" he asked.

"We plan to take care of them as well," Jordan said as he and the others all sat down. "Ron says he plans on conducting some operations in Israel, keeping the Israelis where they belong. And I have already begun operations to bring Refugee's who don't want to be part of the whole mess here on Earth, and bringing them to Epsilon Eridani. Not just in the Middle East, but in Africa, Mexico, Asia and other areas torn by conflict."

"That works, helps solve a few problems." D.J. said, before another nation popped into his head, "And what about a certain Persian Islamic Republic?"

"I'll deal with Iran." Ron said. "A few bombing runs with a couple of B'rels will do the trick."

"And a little bit of Blackmail making sure other countries don't get involved should help," Ryu said with a small smirk.

"That's good," he said, before he smirked a bit. "Any of you got dibs on the Russians in Ukraine?"

The others thought about that, until Jordan spoke up. "We're waiting a bit on Ukraine," he said. "Russia already controls Crimea, but if they attempt anymore land grabs, we will be intervening." He then smirked a bit. "Of course… if you want to help, we're gonna need to help you get started. So you want in on this?"

D.J. was silent for a moment before smirking.

"Of course I'll join you," he said. "Just need to find a decent location, and as for people, I was thinking the unemployed in the U.S., China, Russia, and anywhere else on the planet. Also, you guys have a permanent base on Earth to keep an eye on things?"

"Sounds good," Jordan said nodding. "I've been doing the same thing myself… anyways, we've got several locations here in Sol, both in space and on the planet. Ryu's got his own underwater base, and now with NK under our control we can set up shop there as well once Roy Mustang takes case of any remaining loyalists." He then smirked a bit. "And we have a perfect place for you to start off at."

He pressed a command on a terminal, and then the image of a star system appeared. "This is the Tau Ceti System, its about 12 Light years from earth. It has five worlds, the second closest to the sun has proven to be M-Class, meaning its habitable for human life, the third planet is similar to Mars, but could be terraformed to sustain a breathable atmosphere, and we have discovered it has massive deposits of raw minerals. There is also a Gas Giant with potential Helium-3 Deposits, and an asteroid field where you could likely mine even more resources from."

D.J. stood up to look at the map of the System. "Hmm, I believe that'll do. I still have to check out those planets. And I think I can establish a Cloud City on the Gas Giant, if what we saw on Bespin is any indication." he said, "And I was thinking of establishing some bases on some islands in the Aegean Sea, preferably Naval bases, so that we can send a fleet to the Black Sea if Russia does an Adolf Hitler."

"I doubt they'd be that stupid, but I believe we could arrange for a base there." Jordan said nodding. "We can start construction whenever you want. And I can loan you one of my ships to get you to Tau Ceti, and help you set up things there."

D.J. nodded, "Good, and I got the perfect names for the M-Class, and the Mars-type... Heian, and Seelenamt" he said, getting a few curious looks from the others. "The latter name is Requiem, in German."

Jordan shrugged "Hey man, your system, you name it however you want it." He said. "Once you're ready, I've got the U.A.S Aegis Fate ready to head out. We'll try to help you get settled in."

D.J. nodded at that, and turned to the Mandalorians, who were watching in interest.

"So, how do you guys feel in training a military from scratch?" he said, and the two blinked at that.

Ron chuckled. "I'll lend you a few ships until you can get your navy up and running." He said. "I've got more ships than most of us combined: I'm the best choice for lend-lease."

"Right...thanks Ron, and I think a mix of BSG and Star Wars tech will work great, with the battlestars getting the most upgrades. Not to mention finding a more... proper CNP system that will NOT make them shut down and turned into floating targets."

"Heh, yeah we need to avoid that." Jordan said nodding. "Especially since we only just recently prevented a group of Rogue Cylons from escaping. And don't worry about training - that App has the right features that should help you out there… I've trained my military thanks to a mixture of VR Training and something akin to the SOP system from Metal Gear."

D.J. grinned at that info.

"Cool! And I got the perfect candidates for who I want to base my ground forces on, hehehehehe" he said with an evil chuckle, making most of the others get a little nervous, but curious at the same time.

Takeshi just chuckled a bit "Its good to have you in the team, Patriot." He said, "Just wasn't the same without ya."

One Year Later - February 9th 2016 A.D

"...in other news, the world has been experiencing an odd decrease of population that people are unable to identify the cause." A news anchor said. "Many homeless, unemployed citizens from across the world have been apparently vanishing, almost without a trace. This is not all, as in numerous areas of conflict, refugees have also begun to go missing as well. Entire Refugee camps have been vacated in Africa, and many illegal Immigrants from Mexico have also gone missing as well. No one is certain for the cause..."

Watching this news broadcast, was Jordan, who was smirking up a storm.

"And the reason for that..." he started, "...is that we offered them a better life than their governments couldn't give them."

It's been a year, or more exactly one year and four months since they had found the Fiction Maker app, and everything was going exactly how Jordan had hoped it would. Reach was fully terraformed, and the people live both there and Tribute in perfect safety and harmony. They now live in a Money-free Economy much like the one in Star Trek, and live their lives the way they want to. Whether it be as farmers, engineers, store workers, cooks, or whatever they desired, they were allowed to do it, and train for it. The Epsilon Eridani system steadily growing more and more populated as more people arrived, either from colonization or from the people Jordan 'spawned' in.

He was not the only one, as D.J's own faction, the 'Heian Coalition' had also begun growing quite a bit thanks to the aid from the others, allowing it to grow to the same power that Reach was now at. And like the U.A.S.C., it too was a money-free society, and it's military was a combination of the Colonial Fleet, the GAR Fleet, Mandalorians, and the Helghasts. They used mecha and Mobile Suits from Gundam UC, Macross Zero, and Code Geass.

Takeshi had also begun expanding the Arcturus Alliance out across space, using Ron's Jumpgate network to set up and terraform colonies for his own growing population. He had managed to recreate many of the races from Mass Effect including the Turians, Asari, Salarians, Volus, Quarians, Geth among others, recreating their homeworlds on said planets. Takeshi said he was also planning on remaking the Citadel as well.

As for Ryu, the SITG had spread over the years on earth, and they have managed to become the #1 Underground information broker in the world, and many of the world governments have listed off members of SITG as 'Enemies of the State'. Not that it deterred them whatsoever.

The CEF had also been extremely busy, mapping and building jumpgates for quick access by friendly parties. They had also become a major planetary defense force, assisting the other fleets by having several of their ships in orbit at all times. They DID have a lot of ships, after all.

Jessica's own faction, the Xena Defense Forces, were still stationed at L3, but had grown to at least three O'Neil Island Three Cylinder Space Colonies, and their own military growing as well, although quite a surprise came when more of her OCs began to have kids, leading to a boom in population. Another surprise came when the scientists at the Colonies, now known as Xena City, developed a shield generation drone and currently tests were being undertaken.

He continued to watch the news report, and he frowned as the mess in Iraq and Syria continued to get worse, while the Russians were planning, once again, to take a piece out of Ukraine. This time around the Pripyat-Chernobyl sector, which was making Ukraine's northern neighbor, Belarus, very nervous. Not that he could blame them.

And that wasn't all. Thanks to efforts from Roy, and some more… subtle touches thanks to SITG, North and South korea have been unified into 'The Greater Korean Republic,' or GKR, bringing together both their economies and militaries, making them quite the powerhouse with both NATO and Warsaw pact weapons and gear, and have been making new alliances with Japan, Taiwan and other friendly asian countries.

However the problem stemmed from Korea's northern neighbor, China. They did not take the news of NK and SK joining up, and, unofficially, neither has the United States. Without the DMZ or the continued tensions between the North and South, South Korea didn't need a continuous supply of weapons from them to defend themselves, and U.S Forces in Korea were asked to leave as well, returning to military bases in Japan. But China was as active as ever, as they still were attempting to claim some of the smaller islands in the South China Sea.

While the U.S doesn't want to go to war with China, both sides are making it pretty damn hard to achieve peace with all of the tensions going on. And the President - while praising peace and 'Defensive Actions', anyone with a brain could tell he wanted something more.

And the American People were getting more and more agitated and pissed at the fuckups the government was making. And there were even mumblings about a potential SECOND American Civil War brewing.

As for Iran... well, Iran was Iran.

Jordan turned off the news, as he glanced out of the building he and his family have taken up residence in. A massive skyscraper in the middle of the Reach city of New Alexandria, the view giving him a perfect image of the Alexandria Skyline. Down below he could see normal automobiles travel across the streets with people walking on sidewalks, while in the air numerous air cars soared across. Jordan was briefly reminded of Coruscant for a moment, bringing a small smile to his face.

"Jordan, you're receiving a message from Mr. Pinkerton." Aina's voice said. "He says it's urgent."

Jordan nodded "Patch him through," he said, sitting back down as the holographic image of Ronald Pinkerton in his red Federation uniform. "Yo Ron, what's up?"

"Shit's hitting the fan. China's finally had enough and they're mobilizing their forces." Ron said, his voice in a troubled tone. "The Marie Celeste is picking up heat blooms from several nuclear launch sites. They're going nuclear and their logical target is Taiwan."

Jordan cursed at that, as his eyes narrowed. "I knew either the U.S. or China would do something, but China using Nukes is crossing the line." he growled out, "And I believed they would have refrained from using nukes, seeing they wanted Taiwan in one piece. What's gotten into them?"

"Either they've lost it completely or they just don't care anymore." Ron said. "I'm vectoring the Celeste and the Nelson to intercept the nukes mid flight and detonate them as far from Earth as possible.

Jordan nodded "Yes… try to make sure no one spots your ships, we don't want the rest of the Earth public to notice us." He said. "How is the United States responding?"

"That… is what's really confusing me." Ron said, shaking his head. "They aren't doing a damn thing, its almost like they're just ignoring them! SITG is just as confused, they don't know what's gotten into them."

Jordan was completely shocked at that, "What!? But Taiwan is an Ally! How can they be ignoring this situation! Especially with NUKES involved!" he said.

"Your guess is as good as mine," Ron said, "I already informed the others, and Patriot is getting his fleet he has stationed near the Marianas ready for anything, with the 1st and 3rd Task Forces led by the Carriers Sekigahara, and the Sierra."

"Good," Jordan said, "I'll send in the Maritime Forces I have positioned around Korea as well, not much but its all I've got on earth right now. We've been focusing on the colonization of Harvest in the Epsilon Indi System these last few months, along with other worlds close to Reach."

"So I've noticed." Ron said. "I don't have too many ground forces on Earth for a damn good reason, and none of them can intercept the nukes. I'll have to beam the missiles away midflight and blow them on at the dark side of Mars."

"Don't you think that would attract unwanted attention?" Jordan asked warily. "People will notice if Nukes suddenly vanish mid-flight."

"Which would you prefer? Nuclear wasteland of an island or Ryu spinning the nukes as duds due to 'inferior Chinese workmanship'? I prefer the latter over the former."

Jordan nodded "Alright, do it." he said.

"This is going to be very close. This shit's never been done, and I think for a good reason. Pinkerton out." The image faded, and Jordan got a bad feeling that everything was going to go from bad to worse.

Sol System, Earth, Pacific Ocean

A fleet of at least 40 ships was cruising at high speed from the Mariana Islands. Leading the fleet were two Carriers, which were a Takemikazuchi-class, the Sekigahara, and a Himalaya-class, the Sierra. On the bridge of the latter, D.J. was looking at the ocean in front of him, as his fingers tapped on a console. His two task forces consisted of the two Carriers, four modernized Montana-classFast Battleships, five Slava-class Cruisers, ten Kongo-class Guided Missile Destroyers, and numerous frigates of modernized versions of the Garcia-class and Knox-class frigates.

D.J.'s fleet was not alone, as promised from Jordan, his own Maritime fleet mobilized to join them. The Prometheus-class Attack Aircraft Carrier 'CVS-102 Leviathan', along with the Kitty Hawk-class Aircraft Carrier CVS-99 Illustria, and the Spengler-class Aircraft Assault Ship 'CVN-50 Powell'. Along with them was the Daedalus-class Amphibious Landing Ship 'SLV-111 Daedalus', four Arkansas-class Cruisers, four Des Moines-class Cruisers, several Fraser-class Frigates, and close to the center of the fleet, a very modernized Bismarck-class Battleship. And moving underneath the waves, a small fleet of eight Vosgulov-class Submarines moved.

Escorting the fleet from above were two of Ron's White Stars and their compliment of SA-26J Thunderbolts, providing superior air cover.

Jessica had also sent a fleet along, adding five Arleigh-Burke II-class destroyers to compliment the two new Unity-class heavy assault vessels recently developed, in addition to a new Iowa II-class battleship as well as her own Nimitz II-class aircraft carrier.

"Lot of ships…" Patriot muttered to himself. "Just hope we don't need to use them…"

"Mr. Pinkerton should be able to handle the nukes," the Captain of the Sierra said. "We just need to make sure neither China nor America tries anything else fishy."

Patriot nodded. "Let's hope they don't," he said. "Its gonna be pretty confusing if-"

"Sir! Ships on the E-Sensors!" Announced the CIC operators, causing both the Captain and Patriot to blink in surprise.

"Ships?" Patriot asked, "How many and from where? U.S. or China?"

"I… I'm not sure," he Operator said, shaking her head. "They… they don't appear to be American or Chinese in origin… I can't get a proper I.D. from any of them."

The Captain took out a pair of binoculars, spotting a large number of ships. All of which looked much like their own, but with one difference. They flew different and hostile flags. Patriot pulled up a set of binoculars as well, and upon seeing the flags his eyes widened "Oh… no..." he muttered. The flags in question, consisted of one flag having a black background with a golden eagle, with a blue star in the middle. The second flag being crimson red, with three golden arches in the middle.

These were the flags… of the Titans, and A-Laws respectively.

"Shit…" the captain of the Unity muttered. "That's… not good…"

Patriot's teeth gritted in anger, seeing the most despicable and ruthless factions in Gundam UC, and Gundam 00.

"It's safe to assume that somebody brought them here," he growled out. "Jorn are you and the others seeing what we're seeing?"

"I'm seeing… but I am not liking what I'm seeing..." Jordan said on the comm, as he could hear a growl. "It looks like our guess was right… the president is Durandal - he's the only one who's crazy enough to bring those bastards into our reality, and capable of controlling them."

"Then that means we need to take him down and soon," Spray replied from the Nimitz II. "The only question is how."

"Right now, we have more important things to worry about." Jordan said. "Right now, that A-Laws and Titan fleet is sitting between us and Taiwan… Patriot, I think you know what must be done. I'm giving you full command of my portion of the fleet, try not to get my ships sunk."

"No promises Jorn, you know how these assholes work. They don't know the meaning of restraint." said Patriot, but then started giving orders for the fighters on the Aircraft Carriers to launch, and Mobile Suits prepared to deploy while ordering all warships to prep their weapons and unleash everything they had on the Titans/A-LAWS.

"Pinkerton to White Stars: engage and destroy. Cover the allied fleet. Thunderbolts, hang back and intercept enemy missiles."

"Don't hold back Patriot," Jorn said. "They will use Mobile Suits - it's time our forces had their trial by fire."

"Hey. We'll be providing cover as well," Spray said. "And I'll be coming out if needed."

"No Spray!" Jordan snapped. "You're a Crop Duster! Not a Mobile Suit, hell you're not even a Fighter Plane! You go out there, you will be torn to shreds!"

"All right…" Spray muttered.

"Sinclair, commencing attack run." The White Star off to port rolled upwards, diving on the enemy fleet while firing her six fusion cannons, sinking two of the support frigates and heavily damaging several other warships before breaking off. "Sekai, commencing attack run." The other White Star flew upwards before diving on the fleet while firing her fusion cannons and her neutron beam cannon, hacking everything that came in contact with it in half and sending them to the bottom.

Patriot then decided to give out orders of his own. "Captain, have the SV-51s and the VF-27s prepared to launch, also... prepare the Guuls, we're sending out the GMs."

Flight Deck, Sierra

On the flight deck of the Sierra, as well as the decks of the other carriers of the fleet, fighters and bombers were quickly being launched one at a time. In the case of those who could support them, Variable Fighters such as the SV-51 Fagger's and VF-27 Lucifer's, as well as Mobile Suits were quickly being deployed as well.

From the Sierra, two squadrons each consisting of four Variable Fighters, four SV-51 Fraggers and four VF-27 Lucifers quickly took to the skies, as they both took delta formations. In the leading SV-51, the pilot wearing the full flight suit glanced at the rest of her squadron, before looking ahead where the A-Laws and Titan mobile suits were quickly deploying to meet them as well.

"Dragon One to all Dragonflights," she said on the comm. "Keep those Mobile Suits off our carriers and Battleships, let our fleet take care of theirs - just focus on those Mobile Suits!"

Back with Jessica's fleet, the Iowa II was arming its own guns for battle as F/A-19 Strikers mobilized, followed by F-14Z Mega Cats from the Nimitz II. "We're all set!" a pilot said.

"Good!" Spray said. "Keep them off the Iowa II and provide backup for the others!"

"Will do!" the squad commander replied.

The Thunderbolt squadron shot down several missiles that would have hit the F-14s before firing off several anti-ship missiles at the enemy fleet, intending to distract them from the rest of the force.

The A-Laws and Titan Mobile Suits were quick to deploy however, as GN-XIII's, and Ahead's took to the skies leaving behind trails of red GN Particles, while GM Quel's, Hizack's, Marasai's, and Asshimar's launched up into the air, some riding on Dodai Kai's while flight-capable M.S such as the Assimars simply took to the skies.

The two forces of Mobile Suits and Fighters approached one another, and when they collided it was chaos as Marasais slashed into GM's, Fragger's gunned down Assimars, missiles flew, beams arced across the air, and explosions went off.

In one part of the battle, a black on tan colored RGM-79K King GM rode on a Guul, as it fired off it's two beam cannons, hitting four GM Quels and two Aheads. It then activated it's Twin Beam Spear and in a wide swipe eviscerated a Hizack.

In the cockpit, a pilot wearing a black and tan version of the Orb Union C.E. 71 Normal Suit gritted his teeth, as he blocked a beam saber strike from a Marasai, before kicking it away, and firing it's cannons again, blowing the Zeon-style mobile suit's head off.

"Eat that you Titan bastard!" he shouted as he continued to engage.

In another part of the battle, a pair of VF-1J Valkyrie's, one colored White and red, while the other was white and green. They soared through the battle in Fighter mode, before they both transformed to Battleoid mode as they gunned down a series of missiles which soared towards them, but were quickly intercepted by them.

Another Mobile Suit, a GM Quel, flew towards them with a beam saber. However the Red Valkyrie side-stepped the machine, as it used the butt of its Gatling Pod to bash it down towards the sea, before finishing it off with a quick burst of 55mm rounds. "That's Right! I'm Jack the Giant Killer!" The pilot, one Jack Archer shouted.

"Jack, not now!" The pilot of the green Valkyrie, Izzy Randal, said as she fired her Gatling Pod at anything not with a friendly IFF attached to it. "Focus on the fleet!"

"Is this really the time?!" one of the fighter pilots snapped as her F-14Z blasted past, firing its gun at the closest A-LAW Mobile Suit, taking out its GN Tau drive in a flurry of bullets. "Hey, Spray! How's it looking down at sea level?"

"We're keeping them busy!" the plane replied. "But not for long at this rate!"

"We don't need too!" another Valkyrie pilot said, who had black and red color over his VF-1S. "We just need to fight them off until Pinkerton takes care of the nukes!"

Low Earth Orbit - CEF Nebula-Class starship USS Fermi

The Fermi was uncloaked and very visible, but at the moment, her current master didn't care. "Status?"

"The missiles are in pre-flight checks now. We're locking onto the MIRV warheads as I speak."

"This is going to be close. We need to beam out the fissable materials before their vehicles reach detonation altitude, but leave the warheads untouched. It's the only way this will work." Several white plumes coming up from China were the sign they needed. "Perfect. lock on and prepare to energize, Elsa."

The woman going by her preferred name of Elsa Thorne chuckled as she pressed the buttons. "Beginning mass beam out." A warning tone was heard from the console.

"The fuck?" Ron glanced back at her. "What?"

"One of the nukes just went active! It's still in Chinese airspace! If that thing blows up inside the ship, the explosion will not only tear open several decks, it'll knock out the containment fields! We'll be killed!"

"SHIT!" Ron cursed again, "Terminate the Lock! Turn off the Targeting scanners, NOW!"

"But the nuke will land on Taiwan!" Elsa countered.

"If this ship explodes, we'll contaminate the entire planet with theta radiation! Everyone and thing will die! DO IT!" Elsa sighed as she deactivated the targeting scanners. "The nuke is inbound on Taiwan. Impact in three minutes."

"Fuck! Hail Patriot and Jordan! They aren't going to like this."

With Jordan - Reach

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T STOP IT!" Jordan shouted, as did Patriot on the comm.

"It was either the entire planet or Taiwan! I'm not happy, either, but I'm not killing 6 billion people!"

"Fuck! Then what do we do? The only other option is to blow the damn thing up! But of course, the result will be the radiation will spread over a wide area, probably cover Taiwan and the Ryukyu Islands!" Patriot said in a panic.

"Hold on! I think I may have an idea!" Spray said. "We've been working on perfecting the Spacebridge, so… maybe we can get that nuke away from the island with it to another location! Just give us some time to trigger it!"

"We don't have enough time for that, Spray!" Jordan groaned, shaking his head. "We've got less than two minutes now, there's no way we can stop that damn thing… Fuck! I KNEW I should have made the Arkbird! "

"ENOUGH!" Jessica snapped. "I hate the idea, too, but there is no option left! Unless we can blow it up in midair, then there's nothing that can be done."

Spray growled, but let it slide.

"What about the other nukes?" Patriot said in concern. "Are they secured?"

"Better hope so," the black plane said. "I don't want any more coming our way!"

"We beamed the fissables from the rest on board before the last one went hot. I'm activating our anti-radiation countermeasures for after the nuke hits. God have mercy on the poor bastards who are about to die."

Jordan growled a bit, as he looked at the local video feed which showed the nuke. It showed it descend towards the island of Taiwan, as it sped straight towards the center of the island. The Nuke impacted…

…and nothing happened.

Jordan blinked "The fuck?" he shouted.

"What the hell?" Takeshi shouted. "What happened?"

"The Nuke… it… it didn't go off…" Jessica said, confused. "But… that's impossible… unless…"

Spray's eyes widened as he gaped. "Is...Is that what I think it is?" he whispered.

"Jamming field detected in Taiwan… It's a fucking N-Jammer!" Ron cursed out. "The nuke didn't go off because there's a fucking N-Jammer down there!"

"WHAT!? An N-Jammer!?" Patriot shouted in alarm.

"How in the hell did that happen?!" Spray cried. "I thought they were only in Gundam SEED!"

"You're not the only one who thought so," Jessica told him. "Apparently someone created it and planted it in the ground at Taiwan or something."

"I think it's obvious who's responsible for this..." Jordan said, his eyes narrowed. "It just further proves it… Durandal is the President of the United States, and he gave the US access to N-Jammers… this is not good…"

"How bad we talking?" Spray asked.

Jordan sighed. "Spray… think about it," he said. "One of the major reasons World War III hasn't happened yet, is because the world fears a nuclear holocaust - Russia and China nuking America, and America nuking them right back. It would basically be the end of the world. It's called Nuclear Deterrence."

"I know what that is. But… if it's as bad as you think…" His voice trailed off.

"With N-Jammers… nukes are worthless," Jordan said, his eyes narrowing. "And without nukes… without the threat of a world-wide armageddon… World War III could be right around the corner."

Spray's eyes widened. "Shit…" he muttered. "Then… we need to figure out a way to make sure that the N-Jammers go offline for good if we're to try and stop WWIII." His ailerons bristled as he said that.

"And give the Chinese another chance to try it again!?" Patriot said in complete disbelief at the plane's naivety. "I don't think so!"

"Plus, what's to say that's the only N-Jammer they have?" Jordan asked. "They can't be that difficult to make… and if Durandal deployed one at Taiwan, he must have more."

"Yeah… huh?" Patriot said in confusion. "Uhh, guys? The Titans and A-Laws are falling back, they're retreating!"

Jordan growled again. "He wanted this to happen…" he muttered. "He planned it… he just brought them to make sure no one got in the way… Durandal, he must've known the Chinese would try to nuke Taiwan, and moved an N-Jammer there as a live demonstration…"

"What the hell do we do now?" Patriot muttered.

"Prepare for war," Ron said with a sigh. "I'm calling whatever White Stars I've got at our outposts: something tells me we're going to need them."

"I agree." Jordan said, "I'll be heading back to Earth ASAP - And someone contact Ryu! I want to know how SITG didn't pick up the development of N-Jammers!"

SITG - Homebase

"Dammit! How do we keep missing these things?" Tom shouted angrily as he paced around the command center of the 'Dauntless' Underwater Mobile Base. "I mean, there's only so much that you can use a closed system or paper for!"

"They must have altered expense budgets for this," Kira said as she glared at her computer screen. "Now do I have permission to hack the Pentagon directly?"

"Fuck it, do it, I'm recalling Ryu from China, the three of us are going in," Tom informed. "No more pussy footing around this shit."

Later - UASC Majestic (Formerly Durandal)

"Don't you think its a bit… immature to rename your Flagship, just because you don't like a man who shares the same name, Captain?" An ensign onboard the newly renamed Majestic said.

"Maybe, but I'm just fucking pissed off right now!" Jordan shouted, as he sat on the bridge, just as the name Durandal was scrapped off of the hull of his flagship, replaced with a new name. "I don't want people to think I admire the bastard for this stunt - I named this ship Durandal after Marathon: Durandal, like how the Infinity was named after Marathon: Infinity. But damnit, I don't want people to think I named it after that jerk."

The Ensign sighed, shaking his head before going back to work.

"I will admit Captain," Aina said as her image appeared on the holotable "Majestic has a much better ring…"

Jordan shrugged "I just liked Durandal since I was trying to stick with a Bungi/343 Industry theme." He said, glancing at Aina "But now - huh? Aina, did you change your look?"

Aina chuckled a bit, as indeed she had changed her look - now appearing as a woman wearing a bit more gown-like dress, and her hair was much longer, passing her shoulder blades "I… wanted to mix things up for once..." she said, "After all, remember how many times Cortana has changed her appearance over the years in the games?"

"True," Jordan said nodding with a smile, "Still, love the look though - makes you look a bit more majestic… hmm Majestic… that should be Durandal's new name!" If Jordan had been looking, he would have noticed Aina's cheeks darken by several shades from his complement moments before.

"T-Thank you sir, and Majestic sounds like a great name." She said, as she quickly told the workers outside to paint 'MAJESTIC' in place of 'DURANDAL'. "The Renaming should only take a minute."

"Good," Jordan said. "Once we do, head to Earth - I have a feeling we're going to be pretty damn busy when we get there..."

Beta Ursae

Hundreds of ships gathered around the jumpgate, ready to jump into hyperspace to assist in dealing with Gilbert Durandal. In truth, not much: the CEF was mostly a space force. They were the heavy hitters that cleared the way for the main landing force and strafed the shit out of everyone. Still, Ron wanted as many ships as possible in Sol. "I want every ship, Mobile Suit and gun overloaded! Make sure we are ready to pound the FUCK out of our targets! DO YOU GET ME?!"

"WE GET YOU, SIR!"

"Good! Get your asses off my station!"

Arcturus

Almost everyone in the Arcturus Alliance was mobilizing - ships of all classes were gathering around the Jump Point to head to Sol, leading the charge were the Raging Tempest and Normandy 2. A smaller, but still significant, force was remaining behind to protect the station.

"Alright, people, once we get there, we coordinate with the other forces - determine landing zones, and go after Durandal hard. Understood?"

"Yes, sir!" they all replied.

"Good," Takeshi remarked. "And Schlock? Feel free to unload your entire arsenal, and eat any enemies that attack you - I'll even see if I can talk the others into letting you eat Durandal."

Schlock grinned. "Ready, sir!" he said.

The Jump Point opened, and the fleet set out.

Heian System.

A Fleet of ships, including modified gathered near the jump gate. The ships assembled were modified versions of five Mercury-class, eight Jupiter-class, and ten Valkyrie-class Battlestars, twenty Dreadnaught-class Heavy Cruisers, forty Mitchell-class Corvette Transports, and forty-five Conestoga-class Troop Transports. On the Bridge of the of the Lead ship, the Mercury-class Battlestar, the Benelopholon, Boc and Shae listened to what D.J. was telling them.

"So, I want you guys to bring the ships to the Dark Side of Luna, and stay there and wait for further orders, while the rest of our fleet stays here and protects Heian,"Patriot finished explaining.

"We got it," Boc said nodding. "We'll keep the fleet there and under the cloaking field."

A trio of White Stars on loan from the CEF entered the formation, ready to guide the fleet to Sol through hyperspace. They still didn't have the correct frequency for the beacon network. "Jumpgate activating." The gate activated and opened a brown 'tunnel' into hyperspace. "Corwin to Heian fleet: follow us in and don't stray from our signals. You get lost, you're doomed."

"Thanks for the warning," Said Shae, and the Heian Fleet entered the gate and disappeared on route to Earth.

Meanwhile - With Jordan

The U.A.S. Majestic dropped out of the Jumpgate, and following with it emerged two Cradle-class Mobile Refit Stations, four Atlas-class Carriers, five Poseidon-class light carriers, three Phoenix-class Assault Ships, four Vindication-class Battleships, eight Autumn-class Cruisers, sixteeen Midlothian-class Destroyers, thirty Strident-class Frigates, five Sahara-class Prowlers, two Macross-class Super Dimensional Fortresses, two Archangel-class Battleships, three Girty Lue-class Stealth Battleships, and four ARMD-class Space Carriers.

"Jump completed, we've arrived at Sol." Aina said, and Jordan nodded.

"Good… contact the others, see if they've arrived as well." He said. "They need to know where to and where not to deploy the ground troops after all."

Aina nodded and went to doing what Jordan asked, as the latter turned to look at the moon Titan, with the planet Saturn just above it.

"This is Titan Station. Welcome back to the Sol System. We'll be serving as staging point for all ships before their final run to Earth. Resupply here if you need to."

"Copy that Sprawl," Jordan said. "Patch me to the other flagships if they're in the system."

"Putting you through. Conference call?"

"Yes please," Jordan said.

Ron's image appeared on the bridge of the Ra-Horakhty. "Pinkerton here, standing by."

Takeshi's image appeared on the Bridge of the Raging Tempest. "What's up, Jorn?" he asked,

Patriot's image appeared next, on the bridge of his Mercury-class. "Yo Jorn." He said, "What's up?"

"Since we're likely going to be operating on Earth for the most part, I've taken the liberty of having several locations set up where our forces can occupy until they're needed." Jordan said. "North Korea will be a good base to deal with any aggressive actions from China, but I've set up several domed bases in Antarctica, similar to colonies from NOTI. I've also reconstructed an underground fortress in South Africa, based on Crow's Nest and Rat's Nest from Halo 3. "

"Wise option." Ron said. "I'll be lending my forces to whoever needs them, and I'll let Tom post Kira on the Ra-Horakhty if she can promise to stop trying to hack into my shit. God knows their computers suck and she's enough of a pain with those."

"Hey, Jorn. Things are going good here," Jessica replied. "I got two of my ships in orbit right now, and I have a few others on standby. My forces on Earth are good to go as well."

"I'll take care of garrisoning the Antarctic Bases," D.J. said. "I always liked the idea of colonizing the South Pole."

"I'll be setting up shop in South Africa," Jordan said. "We'll be keeping our eyes on the Russians and Europe."

"We'll stand ready in orbit, to drop troops wherever," Takeshi remarked. "Also, remember back when I first introduced Schlock, and mentioned he can eat anything? Well, I literally meant it - I can add him to any deployment team and he'll definitely help clearing up enemy corpses. Also kinda hopeful we can send him after Durandal when the time comes."

"I sure hope he stays away from Spray though…" Jessica muttered.

"Don't worry, Schlock knows not to eat allies - just enemies," Takeshi replied. "About the only reason to keep Spray away from him is to possibly keep Spray from going queasy."

"I'll do just that," she said. "Aside from that, though, we're all set down here."

Jordan shook his head. "You have weird friends, Takeshi…" he muttered. "Anyways, me and Majestic should be at Earth in a couple of minutes, and we'll start setting up shop at Hawk's Nest. The rest of my fleet will deploy ground troops there as well, along with some more in Korea."

The others nodded at that. "Alright, in the meantime, if it's alright with you, I'll send Boc and Shae to observe the Middle East." D.J. advised. "Been hearing some inklings that Iran's planning something. What it is, I don't know."

"Sounds like a plan, though they're gonna have to wear something outside of Mandalorian armor." Jordan said, "And this goes for all of us - we can't exactly go marching through the world in Stormtrooper, Mobile Infantry, UNSC, and Helghast gear." He then smirked a bit. "Luckily, I already have something prepared just for us all."

He pressed a few commands, as several new sets of uniforms appeared. "I borrowed the designs of the uniforms of the Outer Heaven PMC's from Metal Gear Solid 4," he said. "Praying Mantis, Raven Sword, Pieuvra Armement, and Rat Patrol Team 01. They're normal enough so that no one will raise an eyebrow seeing our troops with them - so long as we also stick to modern era weaponry as well, with a few exceptions of course."

"Good idea, Jorn," Jessica said. "I'll be sending some forces as well, but not too many."

D.J. nodded in agreement. "I agree with that plan, and I bet Boc and Shae would agree, too," he said, "And with the App, we can get them weapons only found on Earth,"

"Shouldn't be that hard to begin with, a lot of Ron's forces use Earth-based weapons to begin with." Jordan said. "And I've already begun outfitting mine with XM8's."

"Then we're all in an agreement, then?" Patriot asked.

"Got it," Jessica said with a nod.

"I'll provide aerial support,"Ron said. "I don't have many forces on Earth, anyways: most of them are security personnel for our bases."

"Any help will be appreciated, Ron." Jordan said. "I'll be heading to Hawk's Nest once I leave Majestic."

"Hang on, what happened to the Durandal?" Jessica asked. "I thought that was your flagship?"

"I renamed her Majestic until I put a bullet between Gilbert Durandal's eyes," Jordan growled. "I don't want people thinking I named my ship after that dickwad."

"Exactly what I'd do!" Ron said with a smirk. "Permission to help make his death as long, slow and painful as possible?"

"Approved," Jordan said smirking. "But I call dibs on the killing blow."

"Good choice to change the name then. I'm also gonna be sending down the Destiny Star Drive in stealth as backup should the need arise," Jessica added. "As long as you don't go overboard and save some for the rest of us, okay? And that includes Spray."

"Alright, I'm getting into a Pelican and heading down to Earth," Jordan said. "Once you all are available, meet me in Hawk Nest - we're gonna need to come up with some battle plans for the future."

"I'll beam down once the fleet is in position. Pinkerton out," Ron's image faded, and one by one the other's images winked off as well.

Washington D.C, Pentagon

BGM: "From Shadows" RWBY OST

"Hundreds of cameras, regular military patrols, some Secret Services Watchmen, snipers on the roofs surrounding the building… yup, just about as tight as one can get with this day and age technology," Tom murmured as he, Ryu and Kira observed the area through assorted Satellite Imagery and live video feeds piped through Kira's customized tablet. Tom and Kira were both wearing skin tight dark grey suits with upturned collars and light grey chest pieces, knee guards and satchels around their waist. "Although with these Mk III Stealth Suits I designed, it should be a sinch."

"Let's hope so," Kira said as she typed like mad into the tablet. "I've downloaded the map, security patrols… we should be good."

Tom nodded. "Let's go," he said before he stepped over the roof's edge, his entire body cloaking as he did so, shortly followed by Kira then Ryu who disappeared in a burst of speed. They sped forward, as they approached the Pentagon building like shadows, invisible to infrared, heat or any other form of detection as they quickly began to scale up the walls of the building. Upon reaching the roof, there were two guards standing watch, but they were quickly taken care of by Ryu who slammed their heads together, knocking them out.

"Kira, loop the footage of their guarding, and tap into their radios with the program you designed," Tom whispered to Kira who nodded as Ryu sealed the people into a scroll. "Keep moving."

They started moving again, heading down the flights of stairs, Ryu doing so noiselessly through training, while Tom and Kira were aided by the specially made soles of the Stealth Suit Mk III allowing them to step noiselessly and not trip any pressure sensors.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Floor B2, Tom was the first to slip out of the door, quickly knocking out the single patrolling Secret Service member with a sleeper hold mixed with a hip throw and dragged him back into the stairwell. They soon reemerged as they darted down the hallway, hidden by the shadows as they approached.

Soon however, they reached what could only be the very bottom of the Pentagon, as lying before them was now a VERY large Bunker-style vault door with a computer terminal next to it.

"This is it," Kira said, pulling out her Tablet once again, connecting it. "Give me a few minutes, and I'll hack the Terminal."

Tom and Ryu nodded, turning to face the hallway, Ryu holding a sheathed sword by his side as Tom held a pair of assault rifles that vaguely looked like M16's with bayonets attached - the Araguath Rifles that he made, based off of a design from RoosterTeeth. "It's going too well," Tom murmured, his eyes scanning the hallway. "Even with all the advantages we have, getting this far shouldn't be this easy…"

Ryu's eyes narrowed, as he slowly began to pull out his sword "I agree..." he said. "Kira?"

Kira shook her head. "No, they don't seem to be-" she began before she cursed "Shit! Silent Alarm, get ready for some company boys! Try to hold them off till I can get this damn door open!"

Tom sighed before grinning a bit. "Well, now that's more my speed," he commented. "Ready for the real fun, Ryu?"

Ryu grinned, fully bringing out his sword. "You bet your ass I am," he said, as doors opened as Secret Service men and soldiers in SWAT-like gear entered the room.

There was a tense standoff for a moment, Tom decloaking as he and Ryu faced the guards, Kira remaining cloaked as she continued to hack the door. "Let's start, shall we?" Tom asked before one of the bayonets shot out like a harpoon, attaching to the wall behind the guards before hitting a button that caused the line to reel in, Tom being dragged forward by the anchored blade, firing the second rifle at the rapidly closing in guards before it suddenly shifted into a sword form as he came in close.

He quickly swung the blade in a circle, as he quickly cut down the first three guards easily enough. The sudden speed of his action caught the others by surprise as they tried to bring their guns to bear on him, only for Tom to dual wield the rifle firing at any gunmen close to him, or slicing them up with his Bayonets. He then combined the two rifles into a broadsword-like weapon as he cleaved another unlucky CIA member in half.

Ryu was simply a blur, even without using chakra normal human; weren't able to keep up with his speed as he cut down the guards, actually cutting the few bullets that some were able to get off at him as he cut the guards down.

While this all happened, Kira remained in cloak as she focused entirely on her tablet as she continued to try and hack the door controls. She briefly glanced back, watching her two friends decimate the CIA security, and rolled her eyes a bit 'Show offs...' she thought, but with a small smirk.

The broadsword was split into a pair of long swords that he used to behead a pair of Marines before shifting them to Assault rifle mode and fired down a hallway at a group of soldiers under cover and kept them pinned down. "Ghost-3? How much longer?" he shouted down to Kira as he kept the soldiers pinned.

"60 Seconds!" Kira shouted back, her fingers typing furiously. "Almost done!"

"Good to hear!" Ryu called out as he cut through a couple more guards.

Tom growled as he was forced into cover by an LMG. "Persistent assholes," he grunted before tossing a grenade. "When we want the US to be smart, they're idiots, when we want them to be lazy, their persistent, make up your damned minds!"

"Less talk, more fight!" Ryu shouted, as he tossed a Kunai knife at another Marine, nailing him between the eyes. "Kira?"

"Just… about..." She said, "Hah! Got it!" The large door began to unlock as it slowly began to open

"GET IN!" Tom shouted as he began moving back, firing the assault rifles as he did so. "Kira, lock it down!".

"Done!" Kira said, tapping on the commands of her Tablet as the doors slid back close, locking out the guards. "Door's locked - don't worry, they won't be getting in here for quite a while"

Tom nodded as he scanned the room they entered, the central hub of the pentagon, and by extension, the entire US military. "Start downloading everything and upload your special program," he told her as he and Ryu began looking around.

"Got it," Kira said as she hooked up her Tablet, and began downloading everything. "Got a lot of files in here… it's gonna take me a while to download them all."

Tom nodded. "No worries, we still got out extraction plan," he informed before activating his radio. "This is Ghost-Lead to Dauntless, you got a fix on our positions?"

"Dauntless to Ghost-Lead, we have you fixed and locked on," the reply came. "The moment you guys are finished in there, we'll beam ya out."

"Good to hear Dauntless," Tom informed as they heard a banging on the door. "Ryu, did you place those tags before we came in?"

Ryu grinned as he nodded. "Placed them everywhere you wanted, under a normal Genjutsu." He said. "No way in hell they'll find them."

Tom nodded. "Blow the ones outside the door," he ordered. "The door may hold under normal circumstances, but lately… nothin's normal."

"Done," Ryu said, and a few moments later there was the sound of explosions just outside the vault doors with a small shake, also resulting in the sounds of screams as well. "They sure as hell ain't getting in now… not unless they want to dig their way in."

Tom nodded as he paced around the room. "Kira, your virus will be able to penetrate every system linked to this, correct?" he asked for confirmation. "How about the White House?"

Kira nodded. "I believe so," she said. "Pentagon and White House security is connected… I doubt they ever expected someone trying to hack them from inside the Pentagon's Mainframe. The only things I couldn't access of course will be files on paper or servers not connected to the networks of course."

Tom nodded. "How about cameras, they on the same network that the virus is being uploaded to?" he asked. "I want eyes inside of every inch of that place…

Kira grinned. "Say no more, I'll get your eyes and ears in there." She said, as she hacked into their security. "They'll never know that we've been..." However she stopped speaking for a moment, as she came across the security feeds. "Huh?"

"What's up, Kira?" Tom asked as he moved over. "What did you find?"

"I'm getting a feed into one of the meeting rooms inside the White House..." Kira said, as she typed in. "Give me a moment..."

The main computer screen in the room switched, as they saw the interiors of one of the many rooms of the White House, with a rectangular table. Sitting at one end, was a face they all recognized - Gilbert Durandal. However flanking to his left was Rey za Burrel, while on his right was the Vice President - only now he was wearing a very familiar mask.

However Rau's confirmed presence paled in comparison who who else they saw in the room. Upon seeing them causing both Kira and Tom's eyes to widen. "Oh… shiiit." Tom muttered. As inside was Ribbons Almark and his Innovades, Paptimus Scirocco, Bask Om, Gihren Zabi, Full Frontal, Martha Vist Carbine, Ferzarl Ezelcant, Zeheart Galette, Duke Dermail, Dekim Barton, Ken Tsubarov, Homer Katagiri, Albert Wesker, Jack Harper (aka The Illusive Man), Charles Zi Britannia, V.V., and Morden from Babylon 5 all gathered in the room.

"…I know many of us have… particular grudges against one another," Durandal said. "However, we must put those grudges aside… as I believe that together, we can achieve all of our dreams. To create a truly unified world, one of order and security."

There was a short moment where Dekim shot a glare towards Duke Dermail, but he nodded all the same. "Yes… I agree," he said. "This is a new universe for all of us… a chance for us to start anew."

"Record everything, Kira," Tom ordered before activating the radio. "Dauntless, patch this video to anyone you can get ahold, preferably Ron and Jorn, get them online now!"

"Copy that Ghost-lead." Dauntless responded. "They are not going to like this..."

"I am surprised that you decided to bring Full Frontal here, and not Char himself." Martha mused, glancing at the masked man. "Would he not be a good ally?"

"I attempted to, but apparently someone else has already brought Char from the Universal Century into this universe," Durandal said. "The App does not work if the character you are attempting to bring forth has already been created by someone else. However Full Frontal's skills and ideals are just like those of Char's, and he is just as capable as he is."

Full Frontal smiled a bit. "Thank you for the praise, Mr. President," He said.

"Hmm… I wonder if the force from Taiwan may be responsible for that…" Ribbons mused out loud. "They used weaponry and equipment from our universes as well…"

"It's not surprising," Wesker said. "Senator Dickenson received the App quite randomly, it's not difficult to believe that others in the world have gotten access to the App as well. And it appears they have been busy if they could bring forth a fleet of that size to the table."

Tom chuckled. "You have no idea fuck face," he said with a wide grin. "Dauntless, status on getting Ron and Jorn online?"

"Bringing them on… now." Dauntless said.

"Hey Ryu! Once your done there can you -" Jordan began to say, before he saw the video feed. "Oh dear god, no."

"My sentiments exactly Jorn," Tom informed. "We have the entire recording, where's Ron?"

"This better be import - What the fuck is Morden doing there?!" Ron blurted.

"Looks like a Senator was stupid enough to summon Durandal, Rau and Wesker in one go." Tom informed. "Then they took it from there…"

"God-fucking-damnit..." Jordan muttered. "It's like the damn Legion of Doom, only a million times worse..."

Ron growled in anger. "If Morden's there, that means we're going to be dealing with the Shadows. Fuck, my job just got harder."

"All of our jobs got harder, Ron," Tom informed. "I'm saying this here and now, I am now declare anyone in that room a target of opportunity, you have a chance, take them out, no ifs, no ands, no buts, they die."

"No need to tell us twice…" Jordan said, before he cursed. "Shit, I just realized - Wesker's the damn CEO of that new corporation in Europe! Trycell Multi-National! They're the ones who are claiming to have made the N-Jammers!"

"Kira, get me a list of their factories, we're going to start hit and running them," Tom informed. "How's the download?"

"Few more minutes!" Kira said. "Like I said, lot of stuff in here!"

"We have distributed the schematics for several of our Mobile Suits to the nations of the world." Duke Dermail said. "Not only OZ Machines, but also units from the Anno Domini universe of Mr. Katagiri, from factions like the AEU, Union and HRL, as well as older Universal Century machines. Those should quickly escalate the war when it comes to time."

"It is best we hold off on our more advanced mobile suits, as well as GN Technology for now." Homer said, nodding. "We do not want to show all of our cards yet, we keep them for A-Laws and Titans use only for now."

Tom chuckled. "You're not the only ones with GN Tech, hell, we got some things that make it look like cheap knock off batteries," he chuckled. "But… Titans and A-Laws though… that'll make things difficult…"

"Well, at the very least we'll be on even playing fields in terms of Mobile Suits." Jordan said, "When they start hitting the battlefields, that's one less thing we need to hold back on. But I doubt it's gonna be easy to track these fucks down..."

"If these fuckers are using Shadow technology, we might not be able to," Ron said. "Tracking a Shadow vessel is impossible, and the same applies to anything using it."

"Then we best develop something that can pick them up on sensors." Jordan said, with a sigh "Shit… looks like I'm gonna have to take this thing a bit more seriously… Tom, once you're done there, head to Hawk's Nest with the others… we've got a lot to talk about."

"I'll be there," Tom said nodding glancing at Kira. "Kira?"

"Few more seconds…" Kira said, before she smirked. "Got it. Oh boy, you are not going to believe the shit that's in here… its a Conspiracy Theorist's wet dream."

"Yeah, I'll look it over later," Tom confirmed. "Dauntless, beam us out!"

"Roger that. Beaming you out now," Dauntless said. And a few moments later a ball of light surrounded the three, and suddenly they all vanished without a trace in the room.

24 hours later - Kenya UASC Bunker 'Hawk's nest' , 24 Kilometers west of Voi

Just as Jordan had promised, the military base of 'Hawk's Nest' was a comfortable merge between 'Crow's nest' and 'Rat's Nest' from Halo 3, as the base was built into the mountains 24 Kilometers west of the small town of Voi, built to be easily concealed and impossible to be noticed by any locals. Its interior fully based off of the Halo maps, all the way down to the door controls, built with multiple levels area areas, making it easily one of the largest bunkers on earth.

"This is very bad..." Jordan said, as he and the others had gathered in the Ops center of Hawks Nest, looking at the large screen which displayed the images of their new enemies. "These are some of the worst villains from Fiction… alone they're dangerous, but together? It's like the damn Legion of Doom only a million times worse."

"With respect, Jorn, WE are the legion of doom." Ron said with a smirk. "They're the legion of evil retards. There IS a difference."

"If those guys are as bad as I think, then we're gonna need to be on our guard," Jessica said seriously.

"I'm going to be beginning sniper ops," Tom said. "See if I can get a shot off on any of them, I'm a dead man, so, how the hell are they going to find me?"

"If they've got telepaths, they'll find you." Ron pointed out. "If they bring in Bester, they'll bring in the teeps and they can sense everyone within a five-mile radius. Of course, five miles was from one end of Babylon 5 to the other, and the Psi Corps weren't fans of revealing the abilities of ALL their people."

"Five miles, huh?" Tom replied as he scratched his chin. "Can we develop a sort of blocker? Something that'll prevent them from reading a specific person?"

"Five miles is the bare minimum range for a P-5, and the only way you can block a teep's abilities is using sleepers." He informed. "And you have to inject the shit into them. We could use another telepath to block the scans, but that'll just make it easier to find you: like Oboe."

"What I mean is, can we block whatever signals our brain sends out?" Tom pressed. "Like a foil hat or something."

"Not that I've seen." Ron said, shaking his head. "The only technology I've seen that can block telepathic senses is used in Star Trek Online. And that only blunts it. I'll have my eggheads think of something. Just don't do anything stupid."

"Tin foil hats… Really, Tom?" Jessica asked.

Off to her side, Spray snorted. "That's not gonna do much…" he muttered.

"It's a euphemism," Tom countered with a growl. "I don't want my people captured, remember, they don't know shit on us, I and want to keep it that way."

"Right…" Spray said softly.

"Anyway, what are we gonna do about dealing with them?" Jessica asked.

"Like we've suggested, we will take them out if we get an opportunity," Jordan said. "However, the fact that other nations will be deploying Mobile Suits is.. troubling, but it does mean its one less thing we have to hold back in our respective arsenals. But it will be a while until we see them in massive numbers."

"Still, the fact that Shadows could be involved means they may have a space force," D.J said. "And they could have one set up and we not know about it with that stealth tech Ron talks about. that they have."

"No stealth is perfect," Jordan said. "There has to be ways to detect it, there are always weaknesses. Even the Scimitar's from Star Trek have vulnerabilities that could be exploited."

"Like I said, I'll have my people find a countermeasure." Ron announced. "My people are more suited for R&D than any of yours. I just need to get it done."

"I'll get some of my guys on it as well," Jordan said, "Yours are good Ron, but my R&D boys are pretty good too - 'sides, the more the merrier, right?" He then smirked a bit "Plus… there are a lot of things I've got that you don't know 'bout, Ron."

"Um, Jordan… I have a question…" Spray said.

"Shoot," he said with a nod. "What is it?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?" the plane asked. "I mean, I'm not much of a fighter, but…"

Jordan shrugged. "There could be a few things," he said. "Not a fighter? Then we could try to mount a camera on you, and we could use ya for Recon & Surveillance. You're small, so it's harder for people to see ya, and most people wouldn't look at a Crop Duster as a threat."

Spray smiled. "Yeah. Thanks," he said.

"All right. Now, about Durandal. What are we gonna do about him?" Jessica asked. "From what I got from the video footage, it seems like they're up to something big."

"Well… as much as I hate to admit it, a straight up assassination is out of the question… for now." Jordan said. "The people love him, how he seems to keep the Republicans and Democrats from tearing at each other's throats, and advocates 'peace' and 'Acts only in self-defense' and stuff like that. Assassinating him or Rau would just make us look like the bad guys - we need to discredit him, show the world what he really is."

"If there's one thing I do know, it's that we have to be careful of his silver tongue," Spray muttered, his eyes hardening. "And I didn't watch much of Gundam SEED Destiny back home, but...I got enough of the series to get an idea of what the man is capable of."

"Exactly." Jordan said. "Which is why we need to step up our ops on Earth. Greater Korea was a good start, but there are other places in the world that need some serious overhauls. We need support if we're going to take on Durandal."

"Like what kind of support?" Jessica asked.

"The support of the people of earth," Jordan said. "Durandal's gonna try and weed his way through to the people's hearts, try to make himself seem like the greatest thing ever, while labeling anyone who disagrees with him as enemies. We need to grow our number, and show them Durandal isn't 'All that'.

"We move into countries that are torn apart by war, ones that are near lawless messes like Somalia, the Middle East… make things better," he continued. "All while gaining the support of the countries where we do it. Also, we intervene in conflicts that are pointless, and stop wars before they begin… similar to what Celestial Being attempted to do, only without being a bunch of idiots when trying to pull it off. "

"Thank you, Jorn. Just for that, I'm giving you a ship," Ron said with a grin. "Take your pick later."

"I will," Jordan said. "So anyways, we will intervene in conflicts that are just getting out of hand, and try to overthrow or improve governments that have just botched themselves up like North Korea has. Like Ron has suggested before, some bombing of Israeli forces would be a good place to start, tell them to stay in their own territory and stop walking all over the Palestinians."

"All the while if any of these guys show up with their forces," he said, pointing to the image on the TV. "We do whatever we can to mess them up even further, and make their lives hell. And over time, we show the people who Durandal really is." He then glanced back. "But most importantly… we have to make sure WWIII does not happen - which if I know these guys, it's going to be the first thing they are going to try and pull off."

"Now for the stupid question." Ron said. "Why the hell wasn't Char there? Bastard's technically one of the big Gundam villains, like it or not: Durandal should've had him there."

However, Jordan began to attempt whistling innocently, causing the others to look at him "What are you looking at me for?" he asked, with a small smirk.

Spray narrowed his eyes. "Jordan…"

"Those who whistle are noticeably guilty," Ron said, narrowing his eyes. "Answer the question. NOW."

Jordan chuckled a bit. "Remember when I said I've got things going on that you don't know about?" he asked. "Well… Char is part of one of those projects." He then turned to the TV. "Get me a Comm link with the Loum System," he said. "Zum City Capitol building."

The screen went off for a few moments, until a few moments later the image of an elegant room was shown, reminding those who have seen Gundam Unicorn as the palace in Palau that Full Frontal used. The image was focused around the desk, where two flags - the Principality of Zeon flag and the Neo Zeon Flag - were shown. And sitting at the desk was none other than Char Aznable himself, wearing his full Neo Zeon uniform from Char's Counterattack.

Upon the screen turning on, Char smiled a bit. "Ah, Jordan," he said. "Good to see you again. I see you've decided to let your friends in on our progress?"

"Circumstances forced me to go ahead and tell them," Jordan said. "Thought I'd bring you up so we could explain together - is Lacus with you by any chance?"

"Right here," s soft angelic voice said, as Lacus Clyne appeared next to Char, wearing the Kimono dress she normally wore when commanding the Eternal, surprising them all a bit. "Hey Jordan - that time already?"

"Yup." Jordan said, turning back to his friends. "Guys… meet the leaders of the Zeon Alliance."

"Well, fuck."

"Brought in all the 'good guys' from Zeon and ZAFT, huh?" Takeshi asked.

"'Good guys', my 245 pound ass: Char tried to nuke Earth using Axis!" Ron shouted. "That's something no one can be redeem themselves from!"

"And he also played a hand in saving the Earth and the colonies from the Titans, and played a hand in the downfall of the Zabi Family." Jordan shot back. "Char was desperate in Counter Attack, and while I agree that the Axis Drop was wrong… the Char Aznable you see is a very different man from whom you seem to hate."

"Yes," Char said. "I suppose you could say I am the Char Aznable from Jordan's 'Swords of Change' or 'Code Zeon' Fanfics. He brought me, and other less radical members of Zeon and ZAFT together, and made a home for us in this system. Since then we've been building ourselves up quite a bit, making sure that when the time comes, we will be able to aid the UASC, and in extension your forces as well."

"We all share the same goal." Lacus said, "We want to prevent the earth from descending into madness like it did in the Cosmic Era, and Universal Century."

"And After Colony," A new voice said, as appearing next to the monitor as well was none other than Zechs Marquise, and Treize Khushrenada.

"I hate my life." Ron groaned out. "When this shit is over, I think I'm just going to blow something up with my bare hands. I could use something simple."

"I think it's kind of awesome!" said D.J., "Not only did we get the best of Zeon, we get the best of ZAFT as well!"

"And the better half of OZ," Jordan said. "Treize and Zechs are just some of the more likable members of OZ that I decided to bring to reality to help out. Their experience combined with Veterans from Zeon and ZAFT will make things… interesting, to say the least. They've been building up their military fighting force since I got them started, and they'll be a big help if WWIII happens."

"Sounds good," Takeshi replied. "Looking forward to working with them."

"Me as well, but…" D.J. said, blinking as if looking for someone, "Are their right hands with them? Like Lady Une, Lucrezia, and Nanai?"

"Yes, they are all are." Char said, nodding with a small smile. "After all, you don't think we could pull this whole alliance off on our own, did you?"

"Of course not, you guys need the best, and you get the best," D.J. said, before smirking a bit. "Not to mention those women love you a whole great deal." This caused Lacus to giggle slightly while Char, Treize, and even Zechs had small blushes.

"Alright, alright," Jordan said. "Onto business. Guys? The reason I called you is that we've discovered Durandal is pretty much making his own Legion of Doom. He's got Ribbons Almark, Gihren Zabi, Duke Dermail, Full Frontal, Morden, The Illusive Man, Paptimus Scirocco, Bask Om, Martha Vist, Ferzarl Ezelcant, Zehart Galette, Dekim Barton, Ken Tsubarov, Charles Zi Britannia, V.V., and Wesker working on his side."

"Didn't I say WE'RE the Legion of Doom?" Ron retorted. "The second we fight the bastards in open war, we'll rape them."

"Yes, but unlike them, we're not pure evil," Jordan said.

"Doesn't mean we can't kill them, painfully and slowly." countered D.J., "Besides, I want a piece of that little bastard V.V. and his Social Darwinist pig of a brother! I still go by the theories that it was that immortal prick that caused Lelouch's Geass to go haywire and caused the SAZ Massacre!"

"And we will," Char said. "Just give the word Jordan and we will mobilize to assist - myself and the others here owe you a great debt for the chance you have given us all to make up for the mistakes we've made in the past."

Jordan smiled "Glad to have you onboard, Red Comet." He said, "If you could, get a small fleet over here and prepare for when we need you. The world is going to get access to Mobile Suits pretty quickly, so we're going to need the best."

Char, along with the others, nodded at that.

"It will be done. And travelling from here to Earth will be faster, thanks to the jumpgate you gave us." The Red Comet said, and Jordan nodded.

"Meh, I just followed Ron's examples and decided to make a few of my own." He said. "It is admittedly faster than Slipspace."

"Might see about setting up a Mass Relay Network," Takeshi replied. "Most of my ships use Eezo anyway, and the ones that don't can be easily modified with an Eezo module so they could access the relays - those things are practically instantaneous."

"Might as well," Jordan said. "From what Ron told me, Relay's are actually faster than Jumpgates, but are a lot more vulnerable. Could make for faster transport between allied systems - though I'd prefer it if some systems would lack local Relays… just in case."

"Right," Takeshi replied, nodding. "After all, who knows if someone brought out the Reapers or anything like that - and if they did, our core systems lacking Relays would make it harder for the Reapers to reach them."

"Exactly - and considering the Illusive Man is among our new enemies, I like to play it safe." Jordan said. "He's the only person crazy enough to bring out a Reaper or two to further his agenda."

"What about Wesker, or anything from Resident Evil? I especially don't like the idea of facing Lickers, Tyrants, T-virus infected crows, or my least favorite, zombies!" Said D.J. in a serious tone, "And let's not forget our favorite U.S.S. Team."

"My security forces have the right weaponry to deal with BOWs." Ron said. "Phasers set to a wide beam mode and to their maximum setting can hit and vaporize anything inside of a 180 degree cone."

"That's good, though mine, Patriot's and Zeon's forces will handle most ground missions." Jordan said. "Ron, you may have the biggest fleet out of all of ours, but even you have to admit that our ground forces are a lot better equipped than yours. Most of your gear is modified vehicles from earth militaries, Patriot's got Walkers and Tanks from Star Wars, I've got Spartan's and UNSC ground forces, and Zeon's got M.S specifically designed for ground battles, not to mention a superior M.S Corps all together with Veterans from six wars."

"That just means I'll give you a fuckton of phaser rifles and you can deal with them." Ron said. "Leave the Shadows and Reapers to me: they won't stand a chance in hell against a Sovereign-Class ship, let alone thousands of support ships."

"I'll probably be a mix of ground and space assistance," Takeshi replied. "Most of my ships are ME/Macross Frontier, with some Gundam SEED/00 ships, but I also have some Trek Ships, namely from STO - though you have to admit that ME Ground Tech is fairly impressive - I'll send you all some Hammerheads and Makos. And I'll also give you guys a few Plasguns - nothing beats a hand-held Wave Motion Gun."

"Sounds good to hear, Taka. As for my forces, the Shocktrooper Corps is all Mandalorian, trained by Boc and Shae themselves, and the Helghast Virtual Training has made good results." D.J. said, with a hint of pride in his voice, "The Heian Army and Marines are as tough, ruthless, and dedicated as their Helghast Counterparts. They can handle the Middle Eastern Armies with no problem, even though the Iranians had taken a page from the IDF's Book and modified all their Soviet equipment, like their T-54/55's for one."

"Good, I'll send you the right gear so your guys can blend in a bit more." Jordan said, "People are gonna ask questions if they see Helghast Troopers or Mandalorian Shock Troopers marching about with Walkers. I'll send you uniforms, weapons and vehicles that are more common-place." He then glanced at the others. "In the meantime, while Patriot handles the Middle East, I'll be keeping my eyes on the Russians and Chinese, I'm getting Korea, Japan and Taiwan ready for anything, while making sure Russia doesn't try anything more aggressive."

"I'll keep my troops in space, but ready to drop at a moment's notice," Takeshi replied. "One thing I have common on all my ships is Star Trek Transporter Technology - I can send down troops practically instantaneously, and make sure they aren't noticed by beaming them into alleys, abandoned buildings, and such."

"Good to hear." Jordan said. "We all know our jobs here people. We continue what we've been doing, but we keep all eyes on earth. Patriot and Ron will start conducting their ops in the Middle East, and I'll keep getting the Koreans, Taiwanese, and Japanese ready for China."

Everyone nodded at that.

"Understood, just send the stuff you got for us to Antarctica, either via transporter, or air drop, just as long as it gets there, I'm not complaining." he said, and was about to cut his link, before remembering something. "Oh, and we're allowed to act as a real PMC? Which means getting a pay contract? I know our groups are money-free and all..."

Jordan smirked a bit. "Of course," he said. "Here on Earth, there ain't no rest for the wicked, and money don't grow on trees. We use currency to deal with people who do still use it."

D.J. gave his own smirk in response. "Good, cause I can send my share of that money to my brother, and his... PBR bull raising project." he said with a slight chuckle at the end, which caused everyone to blink at that. But before they could ask, he cut the link.

"Well, we all have our jobs people," Jordan said. "Let's get to it, dismissed."

"And back to my ship I go." Ron pulled out a TOS communicator and pressed a button, beaming out seconds later.

Jessica nodded. "Same here. Me and Spray have our own plans. But that doesn't mean we won't be trying to keep an eye on Durandal and his crew," she said.

"Like I said before, I'm going to be trying to take these people out," Tom informed. "I'll be sticking to long-range Drones for the time being until we can find a way to stop them from detecting our people."

"I've got some AI's that should help ya," Jordan said. "I've also been working on remaking the T-900 series Terminators, should be able to help you out as long as the telepaths can't pick them up either."

Tom sighed. "I'm doing this covertly, Jorn, not declare open war," he said. "But… the AI's would be helpful, going to need some for a group of… friends."

"Sure thing." Jordan said, "But remember - Terminators are perfect for infiltration, not just open war. You need a T-1000 or something similar, just ask and I'll see what I can do."

Tom nodded. "I already got the drones I need," he said. "Just need the targets."

"Got it, I'll send you some A.I's when you need them - got plenty to go around, and can easily make more." Jordan said. "Though who are ya gonna give them to?"

"Project Freelancer," Tom informed. "everyone save York, Caroline and Washington is Pre-Alpha breakout and the Director isn't around."

Jordan looked surprised… however he still grinned. "Oh, this will be interesting..." he mused. "And will you bring in… them as well?"

"Yup," Tom nodded, grinning as well. "Caroline and Wash will be working with them, best just to let them go and tell them what we need done, they'll be able to it themselves, granted… with collateral damage."

"I'll get their gear ready," Jordan said grinning. "I'll send you the UNSC Mother of Invention as well, give them a ship of their own. Strident-class Frigates are pretty damn useful."

Tom nodded. "Just… make sure friendly fire is on," he said with a wince. "And make it Caboose-proof… please."

"Done and done," Jordan said. "Should be a quick fix. Once she's ready I'll send it your way."

Tom nodded in thanks. "So, anything else?" he asked, looking around the room.

"This just about wraps it up," Jordan said. "We all do what we're supposed to, and hopefully we all get out of this thing mess in one piece. Feel free to come back here if you need anything."

"Right," Jessica said. Spray nodded as well.

"We'll keep in touch," he said.

With that, Jessica slapped her combadge and both were transported back to Xena Colony. And Tom wasn't far behind as he teleported away as well.

117Jorn: TA DA! Chapter done! And today we say hello to a new member of this fic!

DKR: Umm… who? I'm kinda drunk so…

Titanic X: Patriot, who else, Ryu?

DKR: I dunno, God?

Patriot-112: You do know that Jorn's an Atheist, right?

DKR: Your point?

Patriot-112: *Sigh* Anyway, yes, I'm now part of this fic! Of course, I'll probably be called away, due to my gramps, the work project nut.

117Jorn: But don't worry 'bout that, since hopefully it won't delay too many updates both for this fic, and our others.

Takeshi Yamato: And things are definitely heating up in this one.

Titanic X: So get ready for some real intense action soon! :D

117Jorn: SO until next time…

Everyone: JA NE!