NationStates Jolt Archive

The city of Stier, a rock hard bastion in the very south-west of Ustio, was quiet. That was typical for a Monday morning. There were very few of the big businesses in Stier - they all enjoyed the glittering lifestyles of Hydria, or Pelagious. The streets were quiet, and most people were probably still in bed. But there was something wrong this morning. It was too quiet. Normally, there would be a cars driving to the few businesses that were in the town centre. But this morning there was nothing. No cars. No people. The city of stone was silent as a graveyard.

Further into the city, it was even more apparent that something was truly wrong. Cars were left abandoned, shopping carts strew across the floor. But still no people.

At the centre of the city was the great radio tower. It was the only thing not silent. A looping broadcast could be heard by those with the right equipment, and knowledge that it was playing. However, because of recent storms, the radio transmitter linking Stier to the rest of Ustio had been knocked out, and transmissions from the city couldn't reach Solis Ortis, the next big city, before they were lost to static. But the message was playing anyway, to all those who were near enough to hear it.

*Transmission Begins*
-There Is Background Noise, Someone Moving Around. Then, A Young Man's Voice Breaks In-

Man: "God, I hope this works. This is Benjamin Garrett, i'm an electrician in Stier Radio Tower. I don't have long so i'll make this brief"

-There Is A Thud In The Background, Then Silence-

Man: "Stier has been attacked. Attacked by some brutal creatures. Things i've never seen before. They were so tough, the Territorial Army didn't even kill one"

-Movement Can Be Heard In The Background-

Man: "If you can hear this, please, please...

-There Is A Dull Thud, And A Second Voice Can Be Heard-

Man 2: "What did I warn you about Ben?"

Man: "Father, no, it wasn't like that"

Man 2: "This attack is a message from God. Don't you see? It is His punishment for our un-Godliness"

Man: "You're mad!"

Man 2: "Maybe, but you are a blastphemer, dear boy, and Satan awaits your soul in Hell!"

-There Is A Loud Click-

Man: "No, wait don't do..."

-There Is A Loud Bang, Then A Thud-

Man 2: "Go In Peace, Dear Boy"

-There Is Another Click, A Bang, And A Thud-

*Transmission Ends*

OOC: For those of you wondering just what in the name of all that is holy is going on, this is the first major thread on Ustian soil which involves part of the history or SRPA. See my factbook for the main details on the fantasy part. The rules of this are as follows:
-You May Join If You Are MT, And If I Decide
-No WMD's Are To Be Used
-No Attempting To Colonise What's Left Of Stier, Or Invading My Nation. Scouting Parties Are Accepted.

As for the creatures (http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w123/Gazz6666/ChimeraResistance2.jpg) - they are about 6-foot tall, resembling a skinny human in some ways. They have no hair, scaly brown skin. They have six eyes, three on each side of their heads. They have long talons and sharp teeth for weapons, and are very agile. They are also pretty much immune to conventional weapons, due to their healing ability.

Bump - If You Have Sent A TG, But Not Had A Reply, Sent Me A Message On My Profile.

OOC: Could I join as my MT nation and also, am I allowed to use vampires and werewolves as part of the fantasy or is that a no go zone?

OOC: Can I send a Lynion detachment of 14 men?

International waters

"Ahh," started Rathma as he cracked his neck as David took a gulp of blood from his flask. "Those buggers were a tough bunch,"

"You still got them Rathma," said an icy voice as the flask was taken from David's hand before drinking the remaining contents of the flask as the cruiser crashed through a wall of water.

"Why are we on patrol?" asked Daivd.

"Well..." started Rathma before the PA System came online for a moment.

They listened for a moment as the sounds of terror went through the ship as Rathma listened to it. He took a bullet from his clip and it hovered in mid air for a moment as the transmission went through. The radio picked up something enarby which caused the Lynion's to change course. Rathma moved the bullet back into his clip as he looked around for a moment as Tal Rasha came down to the Briefing Room where the others where.

"We just got word that Ustio North has had an accident of some kind. They must've lost contact with Stier but that's only a guess. Whatever hit the city sounded it was immune to bullets," started Tal Rasha.

"How do you expect us to take them down?" Rathma asked as Tal Rasha opened a box that had extra armour palting in them.

"Napalm Bullets might damage them, but," started Tal Rasha as he handed neck plating to the Lynion Assassin's. "We put forward a theory that we use swords and high powered anti-peicing rounds. Maybe genrades can give them damage. However, I'm giving you these neck platings incase the buggers bite," finished Tal Rasha. "You got two hours before you start the landing,"

Two Hours Later

The cruiser was quiet as they came alongside the coast but still able to float. The Assassin's went up on deck as they climbed onto the Blackhawk waiting for them to go. Rathma boarded last as Tal Rasha came with them. The chopper took off quietly as they swept through the skies as they came to the outskirts of the city. The plating covered the Assassin's necks as they pulled up their mouth guards which was made out of a fabic that wasn't itchy. Rathma looked around as Tal Rasha watched the city lie as if it was sleeping.

'Something is wrong,' thought Tal Rasha to himself as he looked at the city. 'I can take care of myself,' he finished as he clicked his fingers to let out a spark of lightning before checking his assault rifle.

Unseen eyes watched the helicopter approaching. They moved swiftly in the shadows, staying out of the light. They began stalking the helicopter as it flew over them.

The helicopter was swift as Tal Rasha watched the city below him as they started to land before going back into the skies. It was decided they were going to await for the AU-1 Chopper to arrive before they landed.

"This is Hell Eagles calling Stier," started the pilot over the intercom. "If anyone can hear me, please respond,"

There was no reply. Only the looping message, playing over and over again, repeating Ben's plea into the atmousphere.

Bumpin'

"What do you think we do?" Rathma asked Tal Rasha as the choppers started for the main city of Ustio North.

"We head towards a nearby city and try and find out what we can," replied Tal Rasha. "It could be blocked off because of a virus of some kind and I won't risk the anyone because we didn't find out some information," stated Tal Rasha as they started to get into radio range of Ustio North Cities or frequencies or radar's.

OOC: Have they landed?

OOC: Nope. They're inbound to one of your cities. I gave you the chance to pick them up on radar first.

OOC: Nope. They're inbound to one of your cities. I gave you the chance to pick them up on radar first.

OOC: Actually, it's meant to be a secret. Yes, i do realise it'll be a hell of cover up operation, but since the signal booster has been knocked out, no-one in Ustio outside of SRPA has any idea that something has happened.

"Change of plans," started Tal Rasha as the chopper changed course and headed towards a nearby radio station. "We'll land and send out a call to Ustio North,"

The helicopter landed quietly as the AU-1 helicopter roared over head. The Assassin's filed out quietly as they went into the main radio station. If they could send out a call of some kind to the world, then maybe they'll have the chance to get reinforcements to arrive.

It was almost empty in the radio tower. Only two people - dead - remained inside. One was a young man, a bullet hole in his forehead. The other was dressed like a priest, and he had bullet hole in the side of his head. It wasn't a pleasant sight, blood splattered all over the walls. But the worst was yet to come. All the other people were gone, but these two had been left alone...

'Frontline troops always get the worst of it,' thought Rathma to himself as armour plating mask covered his face as the scanners to his eyes looked around the room.

"(You two, take point,)" started Tal Rasha in sign language as Rathma vision expanded a little. "(Keep your eyes peel,)"

Tal Rasha bent down and looked at the bodies as he ran his finger through the blood before thinking that the pair could've commit suicide. He stayed with the others as they put on their thermal visioning to avoid lights that gave their position away. They also installed a new brand of vision that was as if the room was lit up with lights when it wasn't.

There was a thud from a nearby room. Something emerged from the shadows. It kept it's distance from the soldiers, studying them carefully.

Rathma suddenly turned around as Tal Rasha noticed Rathma moving. They contiuned through the station as they started to come to the rooms that were supposed to be containing the power source or the channels that send off the frequencies.

The creature began to follow them. It stayed away from them for a few minutes. Then, with a low growl, it emerged fully, it's six eyes glistening in the light.

"(Suspect inbound,)" tapped Rathma against his rifle as the others covered their faces with the armour plating. "(Form battle formation,)" finished Rathma before he heard the low growl of a creature.

He spun around as Tal Rasha took care of his back for a moment. Even though the creature was in the shadows, he could see the outline of the creature and its eyes. He was quick on the draw as he used napalm anti-piecing/armour rounds and plugged the creature silently.

It dropped to the floor with a howl that resonated around the tower

Something else moved out of the shadows, but it spoke as it did

"You shouldn't have done that" the voice said to them

"And you are?" asked Tal Rasha. "Maybe you can tell me what the hell happened here. I'm sorry for my friends reaction, its not everyday we see a creature with six eyes. No offense intended,"

The man stepped into the light. He was seemingly unaffected by the creature's presence, and the presence of a pair of dead bodies

"I'm Sergeant Phillips, part of SRPA's southern division" he said, studying them carefully "Call me Dan. You must be from Lynion - Tal Rasha, isn't it?"

He indictated the creature

"You shouldn't have killed it because it was a scout. Why do you think there are no dead bodies anywhere else but the radio tower, broadcasting it's SOS message?" he asked them

"How do you know my name?" started Tal Rasha before he threw it aside for once. "I'm sorry that my pal killed the creature. He shouldn't have done it and anyone could've made the same mistake," explained Tal Rasha. "Because the message came from the radio tower and it explains why they the personal were eager to send off that SOS. We only answered the SOS call a few minutes ago because we thought the people were in trouble. However, I've come to a thought that everyone turned into some kind of creature that started as a virus, Dan," finished Tal Rasha. "How do you know my name anyway?"

"How do you know my name?" started Tal Rasha before he threw it aside for once. "I'm sorry that my pal killed the creature. He shouldn't have done it and anyone could've made the same mistake," explained Tal Rasha. "Because the message came from the radio tower and it explains why they the personal were eager to send off that SOS. We only answered the SOS call a few minutes ago because we thought the people were in trouble. However, I've come to a thought that everyone turned into some kind of creature that started as a virus, Dan," finished Tal Rasha. "How do you know my name anyway?"

"Telepathy - Strain 21 of the Hemato Virus" Dan began "Yes, the creatures were created by a virus. But that's not why the people are gone. No, they eat some people, and infect others. Yet that one was waiting for you here, with two people that it could have easily killed much earlier"

He looked back at her

"It's a trap" he said

'It's a trap! This is is,' thought Rathma to himself as he pulled out his sword and with his other hand rose the body of the creature in mid air.

Rathma came over and lowered the creature as it tried to get out of his grasp before the sword came slashing out and went straight into a cut into the neck with a high rate of taking off the head, thus killing it within seconds.

The creature was indeed dead, but the ordeal was not yet over. As Dan moved to the window, hundreds of the creatures began to emerge from the shadows, surrounding the tower

"Now, we may be in trouble" Dan said, watching them

"Get everyone to the roof tops," ordered Tal Rasha. "Oliver, call for evac ASAP. We need to bugger out,"

"Avon Party calling Tin Gally, need evac ASAP close to the roof tops," started Oliver as a positive reply came back.

"Dan, we need to bugger out right now. We can't fight them off forever," explained Tal Rasha as they headed for the staircase.

"Get everyone to the roof tops," ordered Tal Rasha. "Oliver, call for evac ASAP. We need to bugger out,"

"Avon Party calling Tin Gally, need evac ASAP close to the roof tops," started Oliver as a positive reply came back.

"Dan, we need to bugger out right now. We can't fight them off forever," explained Tal Rasha as they headed for the staircase.

"Do what you must" replied Dan, loading a clip into a rifle he had just picked up off the floor "It's my duty to stay"

"Duty this, Duty that," muttered Tal Rasha as he raced back to Dan for a moment. "I know what duty is and this isn't the time to be slaughtered," shouted Tal Rasha.


OOC: To be honest, I was expecting the staircase to collaspe somehow not a guy talking about duty.

OOC: They're not strong enough to destroy staircases - at least, this variant isn't :P

"Slaughtered?" replied Dan "Only if you don't move fast enough"

A crash from downstairs signalled their arrival. The creatures quickly climbed the stairs, leaping from wall to wall

"Ready to defend yourselves?" Dan asked them, cocking his M8 rifle