Realms of the Dragons RPG

[Raptor Llama]

OOC: Sure, I'm guessing they still think there going to land @ london, but then John or whoever contacts them.

"We've been forced to leave the country. We have no were else to go. An assasin just destroyed the base. We are left with no choice but to meet up with another powerful base. If we stayed, we might all be dead." The plane kept flying steadaly, just passing over land in Europe.

[Anaclagon]

"unidentified aircraft flying over Eupropean lands...this is the USS Constelation, who are you and what is your destination..." The captain of the super carrier asked...he was ready to scramble F-14's if he needed to..

The American Pilots looked at each other as the meeting out in the airfield was being discussed.

"Now Like I said, Im LT Commander John Roland...I'm your commanding officer. Those are my orders, and you'll fine mine. Now I dont expect the new guys to be the best...we need you to be the best. Outside of London is pretty much hell...and only the best make it out alive. Do not panic...do not get afraid. This is what is expected of you...now go on work on your fighters. Now come on...those of the 118th, your planes are getting modified now...those of the Alpha Raptor Wing, go help out...I'll be meeting with the officers of the 118th" John replied as the pilots got up and did as they were told..

[Raptor Llama]

"Were the surviving american fleet, our destination is London." Ronald said.

[Anaclagon]

"Surviving american fleet....oh wait oh yea your those guys whose base got to attack...tell you what, you can keep flying towards London and get blown of the sky or you can dock here prehaps and we'll bring you towards London. Or we can just scamble fighters and shoot you down ourselves" The captain replied, not taking risks...regardless if it was human or not, they were traitors out there to human kind..

"Mobious one right?" John asked as he shook the hands with the captain who was prehaps his age and in terms of skill and combat expirence...they were both American Aces.

"So your the Ace, the one with that new fighter that makes the raptor look old. And yea thats me...good to see you LT" Mobious One replied.

"Im interested to see how good you really are" John replied.

"Well from what I hear your quite the best. Well dont worry...we'll be fighting together soon enough.." Mobious one replied.

[Raptor Llama]

"Okay. We'll land on your ship then." Ronald said as he told the poilot to land on the carrier. They plane made a turn. The carrier was in site. The plane slowed down as it landed and the fleet came out. Ronald shouted, "Hello?"

[Anaclagon]

OOC: when you mean fleet...you do mean troops...rite?

Numerous soldiers heavily armed with riffles and snipers appeared aiming their weaponry towards Ronald and his men while troops with rockets aimed towards their aircraft.

"Look...we need some I.D. For all we know you guys can just be bandits...now its either you cough up some I.D or we shoot you right now..." The head soldier replied as he walked foward, riffle aimed towards Ronald..

[Raptor Llama]

OOC: Yep.

Ronald said, "We are the remaining american fleet. I beilive some of our men are already here." Ronald singlesd for one of the troops to take out a badge. He said, "We would stay were we were, but an unedenified threat slaughtered many of our troops and injuired others. If we stayed, we may have all died. And, looks like we might die here anyway..."

[Anaclagon]

"Thats point of I.D sir, now I cant see from this distance...Im going to close in and get a closer look...and Im telling you, try anything you'll die" The head trooper said as he began to walk towards ronald...if a dragon didint wipe out an american base then somehow some lone hunter seemingly killed many in their base, it did not make sense...

[Doc 42]

Mosquitos were zipping through the rural skies of england, secureing the airspace. once the initial shock of Manchesters destruction had subsided, the DDASF showed off what they were good at. Recoveries. Through deploying massive amounts of troops all over the affected regions. The smaller dragons which hounded the Hunters up till now were long dead, however, Jacob and many of the other hunters were still un accounted for...

[Anaclagon]

John stood at the airfield, getting up from his recliner...woken up from the pair of British Fighters that were flying above.

He looked at the list of names from the 118th, he had gotten familar with some of them. John looked at the CFA-44 in front of him, all of the embelms on his aircraft was quite impressive due to his age. All of these from the numerous missions and the numerous foes he had downed.

The LT Commander looked at the other american pilots who were having their little conferences.

"Hey, commander, how come we dont do any patrol missions?" David asked as he walked towards the LT Commander.

"Were not required too...so how are the 118th?" John asked as he looked at David.

"Well...the planes are being modified as we speak, Raptors are ahead...because stealth is not as important, as you can see were going to be adding more missles under the wings. Small lightwieght yet fast and powerful and such" David replied as John nodded as he looked at the sky..

[Raptor Llama]

Ronald and his troops stood silent as the army men came. They now knew that things had reached critical over here.

[Anaclagon]

The soldier took his hand out, ready to grasp for the papers...snipers were prepared to shoot if they needed to as the solider looked at them as the Admiral onbord the Carrier stood, arms foloded...interested to see what would happen as the fleet slowly made its way towards London.

[Raptor Llama]

Ronald stayed put. He was ready for anything, and did not want to have to fight humans. But, if they attacked, he would be forced to.

Nathaneil moitined Ryko to find any dragons. They were deep into the mountains now; far from the base. Ryko sent out a telepathical signal to the area, "Come here."

[Anaclagon]

"Well..." the trooper asked as he kept his gunready, his arm held out...waiting for the papers and I.D

John looked by at his fighter until back the other Aircraft as they were armed and ready....no sign of Commander Jacob Brown as the fighters were getting ready in case they needed to move in and help as needed.

The LT Commander looked at David as the pilots were moving around...working on their fighters as the General watched, interested to see the pilots working and how they were going.

[Raptor Llama]

Ronald said, "Oh, yes, the ID." and handed him the papers and ID. Ronald knew some troops were already here, like John's squad of modified Raptor flyers. A reunion with the other american troops would be refreshing.

[Anaclagon]

"Guess...it looks...okay...welcome aboard, you'll be in London in a few hours.." The soldier replied before walking away. Still the name and face was familar, they were suppose to be elite american ground troops anyway. Odd they came all that way as the soldier nodded as the others lowered their weapons..

[Raptor Llama]

Ronald smiled, the troops relaxing, ready to shoot at some dragons again...

[Doc 42]

A small contact appeared on the USS carriers radar, a mangled jet high in the sky... The phoenix rode across the sky, its two internal heli blades completely paralell with the ground as it made its way across the atlantic.

Jacobs command vehicle ramped up onto the main entrance high way, driveing into London towards the base, the massive flag trailing behind it. The transport followed, the gun ports opened to allow the passangers to look out and wave to the people cheering below. There had been speculation that they wouldnt ever return home... Mosquitos arced gracefully through the air, dissappearing into the clouds towards the coast.... Meanwhile, Julliane was still stuck in a hospital bed. She was delaying her recovery on purpose. She wasn't looking foreward to the extra hours she was going to have to pull after her little mistake. Drexler had exceptionally creul punishments for leaders like her.

[Anaclagon]

"Hey LT Commander!, Jacob is back, alive with the transports, they are on their way!" David yelled as he appeared running into the hanger John was at.

John smiled and pressed his head against the hull of his CFA-44 before he nodded and began to walk off, a small grin acoss his face.

"Hey, you continue working on the rail guns, I'll be back" John replied, looking behind himself before jogging with David across the airfield..

Meanwhile the US Carrier found itself, landing in a heavily protected British Sea base. They already sent transmission that they were going to drop of reinforcements..

[Doc 42]

The convoy pulled into the DDASF base courtyard, numerous camera flashes highlighting the soilders faces as they exited their vehicles. One of Jacobs soilders, bearing tank top and red bandanna, leaned back, showing off for the cameras. Jacob shook his head, chuckleing. That particular soilder had been with him for a long time... an excelent gunner and always good for lightening the mood over the com lines. The reporters pushed foreward as the scared, grinning civilians left the transport. Ash and burns visable on their faces, not having had a chance to wash up since the attack...