NationStates Jolt Archive

"This is Archer Vanguard, of Valli Regional News network. Tonight we bring you to Valli city as the Skismirian National Guard has made arrests of suspects who are linked to a world wide terror network called the Jackus Sanctum. AS to who these people are or their purpose... we may never know. And I feel we should be thankful."

After the interview the t.v. shut off and the room went black. No sound... No light, until a single very bright spot light flashed on revealing one of the suspects that where arrested. The light was very bright and would blind if looked at directly. Around the suspect was high power sound amplifiers with sound directional apparatuses attached. Those machine where able to cause extreme pain if activated. The best part was that no visible signs of torture could be found. The suspect was not wounded but was breathing heavily, and sweat was pouring down his face.

" Now tell us who you work for!" came a voice from one of the far speakers in the room.

" I already told you. I work for Jackus Sanctum.!" Screamed the Suspect

" WE know you already told us that.... I am interested in who they work for..." said the voice again

" I dont know!!!!!" cried the suspect

" Again." said the voice that a deep resonation pulsed through the mans body. The vibrations of the sound literally made his body look like jello. After 30 second of the sound the speakers turned off and and the voice asked again.

" Who do you work for?"

The suspect looked around the room, crying, and in much pain and replied...

" Jackus Sanctum!... I work for Jackus Sanctum!"

Behind blacked glass of the room sat the Skismirian lead interrogator named only by his title : " The Resonator ". His face is covered by a metal mask which blocks all but the sound he wishes to hear. But even with the mask everyone could tell he was smiling. He got what he wanted. After making some more notes on his PDA he got up and started to leave the room. But before closing the door he gave his final order...

" Again...."

The techs could see the man inside the room as he wrecked in pain. But as the safety time of 30 second passed.. the mans body exploded sending a puddle of goo to the floor and walls. The Resonator closed the door and walked to his office. As he walked in he sat down at his desk and pulled up all the information he had complied and prepared his report. It was no soon then he finished printing his files when he phone rang.

" Hello?" -The Resonator

" Did he break?"- voice

" They always do... you should know that." - The Resonator

" Good to hear. I have a strike team ready to attack the target once your ready." -voice

" Tell them to hold... I will want to be there." - The Resonator

" Of course." -The voice.

After the call The Resonator, put the printed files into his briefcase and went to the heli-pad on the ground level roof where his personnel chopper was awaiting him.

" Where to Sir."-Pilot

" Credit Star Building" said The Resonator

The Chopper slowly rose above the ground and took to the skies. If was about 2 hours later before he reached the Credit Stars Building. His pilot hovered above the building and landed acrossed the street.




OOC: If you wish to help me rid the world of the Jackus Sanctum you can come in at any time.,

There was nothing to do lately. Every mission that was currently a go had been finished or labeled FUBAR. But now there was a mission. A group of the Black Water Agents that were supposed to be in Mokastana to help get Jeff and Bishlovek out, but now they were preparing to go over to Skismire and get rid of anyone who knew about the real terrorist organization. Thank god no one knew that they really weren't the Jackus Sanctum, they were really the Black Cerebrum. Everyone who was after the Jackus Sanctum was after an invisible enemy.

Bump

Around the Credit Star building, men dressed in black suits and armor where surrounding the perimeter and where awaiting The Resonators orders to begin the insertion. The cold air whipped around each soldiers face even through their masks. Skismire was always very cold and it seemed winter never ended. The men stood still waiting and waiting. Many wondered what the hold up was.

Atop a building across the street The Resonator coordinating the effort from above, placing men and weapons at choke points and insertion points just encase the entry teams hit booby-traps.

Within the Credit Star., Jackus Sanctum agents and common employees mingled around going about the meaningless tasks set before them. Phones rang and printers printed papers. The Guard at the fornt desk was busy with clients... some real others imposters dealing with the Organization.

And while this all happened none saw the comotion outside. It was without warning as doors around the building suddenly exploded open in a hail of debris and shrapnel. People near-by where instantly killed in the blasts, others where wounded by the debris. Many laid on the ground bleeding, other shouting in pain. The men in rushed in and took aim at anyone who was standing, ordering them to the ground, those who didn't comply died. Bullets flew through the air striking common person and employee alike. Blood of the fallen painted the wall behind them. On the Roof choppers landed men and weapons to insert from above and capture potential higher ups. After blowing the door they rushed in through service doors and took executive offices swiftly.

After taking the offices the men came under fire from Jacus Agents. 3 men in black fell in a flurry of gun fire. The others returned fire sending 2 Jackus agents to the ground. A sudden explosion from a grenade injuried 2 more men in black. More gun fire followed the Grenade, men in black soon took new positions to try and get an advantage on the Jackus Agents, but this failed ..bad. As they moved they where exposed for only a second to long and gun fire cut the rest down swiftly.

On the ground floor men in black finally came under fire. The first thing the men in black could tell was that the agents where well trained.

OCC: can i join this, and if so, what would be appropriate for deployments?

OOC: you can join, and as for deployments.... this is a more Character driven RP so small units or small fighting force under the command of a main character.

OOC: you can join, and as for deployments.... this is a more Character driven RP so small units or small fighting force under the command of a main character.

Name: Bill Jackson
race: White( Calaverian)
Rank: Lt.
Branch: Red Star Counter-Terrorists(RSCT)
height:6'0
weight:170


Deployment:

10x RSCT's ( http://www.redsoldier.invisionzone.com/uploads/1159290084/gallery_12_1_24316.jpg)

2x War Jeep's (Heavily-armored jeep, 2x bigger than normal jeep wrangler, armed with 50.cal machine gun.)

1x Hind helicopter. ( transport and light attacking)

OOC: this RP is indepth.. so you need to begin at learning about the Jackus Sanctum. then getting involved.

Billy began getting his gear on, as he slid his ski mask over his face the flash's came back. Two embassy buildings, in Greal, and Caprios going off. Twenty seven dead, and thirty wounded..." Damnit..." he said to himself. He rememberd the terrorist attack like it was yesterday, it wasn't really that long ago, about two months. The goverment had been getting reports of Jackus Sanctum activity and immediatly wanted him and his group to the nation of Skismre to deal with the threat. Something was funny about this whole situation, but he shook it off. The helicopters were starting to rotate there blades as the cool night air ran through the slits in his mask. He set the saftey on his black AK-47 with attached grenade launcher...standard issue RSCT. " Billy..Billy..Billy" he thought " Your gonna come home in a uniform or a bodybag, its up to you to decide how it ends." He said to himself as he began walking to the Hip, he could see the two jeeps being hooked up to other choppers, as his men armed with AK's and RPG's began to board them. The Communist Party had given him an honor for finding a local rebel "Darius Elen", but this was much...much bigger. " Hey John wait up!" he yelled as he ran into the chopper, the red light beating against there masked faces. The blades whipping in the air, and the sounds of weapons being checked and loaded were serious. They felt there feet leave earth as the bird began to fly, onward past sea and soil towards a land that was unknown.

The fighting within the Credit Star continued for what seemed like hours, but in reality only had been going on for about 30 minutes. Still atop the building The Resonator gave orders from his secure fenquency to the men inside the building.

He watched as small explosions from the building radiated outward sending glass and small pieces of concrete through the air and into the parking lot. The sound of screams soon followed each blast and for most the screams came from both sides, from both forces.

Within the building the two forces had taken strongholds in certain places of the building barricading others and systematicly taking out room by room whoever was unfortunate enough to be inside. Blood spray filled each room and gave the building air a red haze which settled in some places like dew in the morning. Machine gun fire was sparatic and and usually followed after the sound of a door being busted in. A group of men in black who had held the Third and fourth Floor soon began to run low on ammo and had resorted to taking weapons from fallen Agents of the Jackus Sanctum.

The sound of bullets striking the soft walls of the building deafned the men to the danger and how close each round was comming to their heads and bodies. And when they figured out ho close they where it was normally by getting hit and killed.

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Skismirian Air patrol:

" I heard this group has a new type of Transport craft called a Whale-King. I was told it only appears as a small bird on radar." called one pilot to another

" Wierd, does anyone know how they do it?" the other asked.

" No." the first one answered back....

The helicopters approached land, gladly diplomatic solutions were found and they were allowd to do this. There were red stars and Hammer and sickles on the sides of the aircraft as they made there way towards this rather unknown nation. The pilot hailed the Skismirian Air patrol " SAP this is RSCT forces, asking for permission to land...over..." They were already starting to sweat lightly, nervous for who and what they might meet. Billy loaded his pistol and put it in his holster, it would come in handy pretty soon. He turned to his comrade " John, what do you think of that?" He smiled showing him his girlfreind back home, rather nude. " Gee Billy, you got a hottie there, would hold on to it for ya haha.." He laughed with Billy. " Ya, I bet you would" Billy said as he put the picture away.

The Skismirian Air patrol picked up on the hail:

"SAP this is RSCT forces, asking for permission to land...over..."

The Pilots quickly moved into position to make a visual contact. They looked over the craft well and made notes on their pilots pad. They called in the hail to their superiors so they could make a desicion.

" This is SAP unit Flameberg, We are escorting a RSCT Unit heli to the mainland. orders?"

After a few minutes of nothing the higher ups called back in with orders.

" Proceed to the SAP airfield at coordinates (******). We will process the RSCT froces when they arrive."

The Pilot replied the message back to the RSCT chopper:

"You are to follow us to location : (*******) to be processed. We will discuss your being here when we land."

The Fighters followed the chopper until the Airfield was in view. The Chopper pilotswould have undoutablly figured out they where being targeted by Anti-Air.

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Atop a build acrossed from the Credit Star....

" Sir... SAP just picked up a RSCT unit from North Calavaras comming into our airspace. SAP Director wants you to advise." called out a comms man

The Resonator nodded and took the phone from the comms man and spoke:

" Yes?"-Resonator

" Two of our boys just picked up a RSCT team from N.C. Their landing now. and we can get some answers from them soon. I have a feeling they are here for the same people your after."- SAP Director

" Fine I'll listen in and advise when needed." Resonator

" SAP this is RSCT, acknowleged...are heading to recieved corddinates." The five Hip choppers and one Hind touched down, the blades throwing up anything not stable on the ground. The Hind had a shark face painted in red and gold on it. The men poured out of the back and formed a line while Billy walked in front of them waiting for a Skismirian military units to inspect them and there aircraft. The olive green War jeeps were dropped off by two Hips as they flew away across the abyss. One Calaverian held the national flag, no doubt representing its people's faith in the proletariat and communist cause. Billy slung his AK over his shoulder and stood at attention, his eyes were the only thing showing his curiosity of this new people.

From within a bunker walked out a man well into his 70's, with a long beard and glasses large enough to start a fire it held right. His uniform was bare and held no distinction of experience. As he approached he pointed to the choppers and jeeps. As he pointed meen from ehind him rushed out and began to search the vehicels. The old soldier walked up to the one known as billy and looked him over.

The old man was curious and didn't hide it. He was also amassed at the flag, and was surpised that he had not seen it.

" Tell me. Where do you hail from?"

He already knew where they had come from, but protocol is protcol.

Billy naturally saluted the old man, then put out his hand to shake " Comrade Sir, we are Red Star Counter-terorist forces. We hail from The People's Communist State of North Calaveras. These are my men, we came in hopes of crushing a terrorist cell, that is known to be within your country and lurks in some of your countrymen." The men snapped there heads towards the old man and saluted, showing there professionalism. Billy took off his ski mask, revealing his blonde hair and green eyes.

The Old man nodded to the answer he recieved. The old man then spoke:

" Then you have heard of the Jackus Sanctum then... Yes they have been persistant in their attempts at infiltrating our nation. We have rooted out different cells in different cities within our nation. We are currently attacking a know Jackus Financial center called the Credit Star. Fromwhat I hear of the reports and news is that the Jackus agents inside are giving the CT forces we sent a run for their money."

The old man started to walk and motioned for all the others to follow. the old man continued to speak:

" I dare ask, how is your nation involved in the Jackus Sanctum group?"

Billy nodded as he answerd the old seemingly wise man " Comrade Sir, they blew up two buildings killing many of the states fine citizens, we came here in hopes of dealing wrath." Aside from the ten men, there were RSCT on the two jeeps a driver,passenger, and gunner. The sound of the 50. cal's bolt being drawn back sounded. " Maybe we can help you, but first we need a base of operations, perhaps a small police building we can use for some time?"

The Old man stopped walking and turned to face the other man. The old mans eye brow above his left eye raised up as he spoke.

"A strong leader need no base because he is to be like a rock and a foundation for his men. But if you need a place... Our top official has a location already made. Take you choppers and head to Dearota City in the northern wastes. you'll know where."

With that the old man waved his hand in dismissal and had the men escorted out from the building and back to their choppers.

Night had soon ended in the city where the Credit Star assualt was taking place. The shatter windows and broekn bodies littered the landscape as the sun gave its testoment to the carnage that had taken place and was still being fought. The men being taken away in stretchers and in body bags where mounting and the building was burning in a few areas. Firecrews trying their hardest to keep the building from becoming engulfed in the flames.

The Resonator only stood helpless as he watched his department lose countless in a single engagment. The Jackus agents where starting to get the upper hand. The events that unfolded from his vantage point seemed to unravel in slow motion. Every scream was caught and heard. Every cringe from pain was torture.

Within the building soldiers in black fought hard and strong trying to quail the agents' onslaught. But this was a failed effort, as one after another where killed. As a team of men called the Shadows moved from the roof securing files and information in the offices of the top executives of the Credit star. Computer files paper files and photos where taken and sent out to choppers awaiting them on the roof. the shadows moved from the upper levels and into the lower floors to try and give support to the dying men who where trying to do their jobs.

As the Shadows came around a corner they came under fire. The man taking point took a round in the knee. He made no cry, no sign of pain. The Shadow commander took a grenade and tossed it into a grounp of agents who where hold up in the hallway with metal doors. As the grenade went off the metal doors which at one time protected the agents soon became their undoing as the door came back at them so hard it chopped a man in half as the door wedged itself in a wall.

On the outside of the building choppers flew around the building offering whatever assistance it could to the men inside. But they would soon be just as much in this fight as they very men they where assisting. as a chopper was struck with a rocket luancher in the tail structure sending the back tail rotor to the ground where took out emergancy vehicels with its still rotoating blades. The chopper swirled around uncontroled and slammed into the side of the very building where The Resonator was commanding from.

As the remains of the chopper rested in the building it contacted fires soon erupted as the fuel ignited. Other choppers soon came under attack from small arms fire and havier machine guns. Everything was falling apart....

The Resonator Lowered his head and shook it back and forth in a way that showed his discontempt with the operations failure. All around the building special speakers where being set up and installed.

As the gun fire contniued The Resonator took a small remote from his pocket and pressed a button. As the button was pressed a high frenquency sound wave was emitted on the building. at first it was not doing anything, but as the second fell away. The buildings view began to shift and become distorted. The soundwaves soon became so intense that the very air was becoming visible.

By the time a minute passed, one could barely see people holding their heads and screaming... though no one could hear them. And as the sound became so bad the building suddenly shattered into dust.

The people and building where gone, now nothing more then particals....