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by **Anaclagon** » Fri Dec 12, 2008 8:40 pm

The Admiral led them into the cafeteria in the lower decks..medics stood against the wall, hands full of supplies and bowls of warm soup was well prepared thanks to early preperation. The officer entered the room and stood aside. "If you have injuries, the medics will help..if your hungry, go ahead..hot soup well prepared" The Admiral said..it was good to know there was survivors..the stronger the military force became, the stronger and better of a chance they had against the dragons.

by **Doc 42** » Fri Dec 12, 2008 9:08 pm

A storm of bullets smashed into the Apc and the ground surrounding it. The soldiers screamed out and hit the deck. The Apc shook violently, shells ripping into its armour and exploding. The barrage suddenly stopped, straight away 3 A-10s zooming by over head. The radar man leapt out of the apc, his face blackened by soot. The other two caught him by the shoulders and the stunned group quickly struggled over to the door of the research base, one of them shouting into his radio "Cease fire! Cease fire! Your targeting a friendly!"
Just after he had said that, the radio channel deteriorated into indecipherable alien sounds, a deep chuckle ringing out of the speaker before it went static.... The transmission was unblocked, reaching the Americans unhindered....

by **TyrannoTitan** » Fri Dec 12, 2008 9:09 pm

A few of Frank's group headed off toward the medics, hoping to get their injuries patched up before eating. The others sat down around the cafeteria, having took bowels for themselves, eating hungrily without saying a word to each other, Frank and Rico among them.

by **Anaclagon** » Fri Dec 12, 2008 9:21 pm

The Admiral nodded, watching the men eat but turned out, looking at a young sailor aboard the ship. "Go to the bridge and ask what was going on with the battle.." The man silently ordered as the sailor nodded and ran towards the bridge..

"What the hell is going on!" The General demanded. Watching footage of the battle was startng to leave things very confusing. "Sir I think we have a bug!" One of the american radio men responded. The Americans were working swiftly, trying to get everything back in order.

"What bug!? Why the hell are our planes attacking frendlies, pull the Thunder Botls out of the area and get our coptors in their and get the Brits out!" The General further ordered. Things werent quickly going wrong.

John and the other Pilots flew swift patrols around the base..they just watched rather confused but they didnt want to say anything, knowing one of those mysterious attacks would occur. They did however hear the conversation going on and obviously there was some sort of distrurbance. However the helicopter reinforcements flown in..quickly approaching the base..

by **Doc 42** » Fri Dec 12, 2008 10:59 pm

Suddenly, 3 Hawk Wyverns burst from the trees, rocketing themselves into the air with huge pulses of wind. Their shiney scales winking in the sun light. They bolted up towards the jets, closing in at insane speeds. One of them extended its claws, ready to latch onto an F-22 coming towards it... The others quickly flung fireballs at the other jets, hoping to distract them....

Jacob bolted forward, weapon drawn, flashlight lighting up the dark twisted tunnel beyond, horrible purple liquid oozing down from the roof. Almost immediately, the cave opened up into a small cavern with many routes branching off.

Jacob spotted the Dragon right ahead of him, the monsters tail snaking away down the tunnel... He sprinted after it, disappearing into the tunnel, unaware that his friends weren't following. In fact, the same thing happened to all of them, just with different tunnels. An ear splitting electrical crack surged through the tunnel, followed by a small cave in, completely covering the small cavern area and splitting each soldier off from each other.... A deep chuckle echoing through the tunnels....

by **Anaclagon** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 12:22 am

"Sramble! Scramble! Scramble!" One of the americans from the base quickly exclaimed to the other pilots. The other pilots were expecting an assualt but not soo quickly as they all accelerated back into supersonic speeds. The fighters thad thrust vectoring..used them, using the advanced technology to rapidly change direction while maintaining speed. However one of the F-16's that came along was clipped in the wing by a fireball, the american jet spinning in the air before crashing into the ground with no sign of the pilot. The fighters quickly began to spread out and accelerate..using their supersonic speeds in preperation for attack runs..

by **Doc 42** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:03 am

The Wyvern lunged forward with its arms and legs, catching onto the F-22's tail flaps, claws hammering through the metal holding firm. The creature pounced forward, throwing its weight down on one of its wings. latching onto it and shredding off the flaps, kicking off it and sending the jet into a spiral..

by **The Kingpin** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:12 am

"OK," started Mike as he sat down on a barrel by one of the abandoned cottages, the other two walking around the area to make sure it was safe before stopping there with him, letting their weapons hang from their shoulders. "Either of you care to tell me what the **** went on back there?". "Well i know for a fact that was no Dragon that attacked us back there" said Jake as he reached into the flatbed of the truck, dragging the corpse that now lay there by the foot, letting it slide off, tumble off and drop to the floor with a crunch, before kicking it over so that it faced upwards. it was definately human, but it's skin was rotten and charred in places, to the point the charred spots had broken off when the body fell on it's face, leaving several holes in it. it was a woman, seemingly in her mid 40s, the remains of a celtic Dragon tattoo on her left arm, her tanktop burned off in places, and stuck to the skin in others, the immense heat of the flames that engulfed her having caused the cloth and skin to fuse. where her eyes should be, were two holes, dark and charred on the inside. "Maybe it was some kind of side effect? Dragons down there all those years...what if they had some kind of disease breeding in those Dragon-tombs that got out when they did?" said Max, staring at the corpse in mild fear. "Are you mad? Mad Max, is that what we should call you from now on? you're telling me, that you think several thousand year old Dragon Farts turned people into flying zombies that rain down on cars?" said Mike. "No, but still, that thing was attacking without any outside influence. like it was alive" said Max. "So you're suggesting the Dragon Farts are a new kind of coke that leave you high as a kite.....literally? eyeless dive bombing corpses that smack against the glass? for god's sake Max, what the hell's the matter with you? you sure YOU aren't high at the moment as well?" said Mike. "Oh for god's sake, Mike. give the man a break. a Wyvern as big as our car just appeared in front of him then disappeared when he hit it. he's as stressed as we are!" said Jake, interrupting the argument. after a moment of silence, he continued. "Look, let's just try and collect any supplies we can use, and get the hell out of here. I Remember hearing something about an American base on the coast. with a bit of luck, it's still active and willing to take in three men for a while, until things calm down and we've had time to recover properly". the other two nodded, and entered the cottage next to them, beginning to search for supplies...

by **Anaclagon** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:15 am

In all the confusion..the CFA-44 and two other F-22's came swooping in on the side of the dragons. The lights on the wingtips were blinking red, signaling to fire as the trio of jets unleashed a missle each before quickly fanning out into three different directions, the missles quickly arming themselves as they prepared to explode upon contact..

by **TyrannoTitan** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 1:35 am

As Frank and his group ate their fill, they began talking amongst themselves, actually relaxing for the time being, silently thanking their new allies just by acting this way. For so long they had been constantly fighting...whether it be inside the choppers, or on the ground, they had been fighting and running. This was the first of two things: One, the first time they ate a meal that wasn't a food ration, and two, that they were talking about unimportant things and generally relaxing...

by **Anaclagon** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 2:53 am

The Admiral watched as the new-comers enjoyed their meal and rest..they were doing what they could. He wondered how many other survivors were out there..living all by themselves, struggling to survive each day. The Admiral suddenly turned around, the young sailar having returned and tapping him on the back.

"Admiral..combat has begun with several dragons engaging some of our jets..their attempting to clear the skies so the Brits can leave the facility but there seems to be some problem.." The sailor said.

"What problem?" The Admiral asked.

"There's like a bug with our communication system..something is not right as miscommunication between us and them resulted in friendly fire and some weird..almost laughing like sound occured after.." The sailor said uneasy considering the story was almost impossible to believe in a sense..

by **Doc 42** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 10:47 pm

The Hawk wyvern was engulfed in the explosions, a pained roar bursting out of its jaws. It tumbled out of the fireball, plummeting to the ground in flames....

The other two disappeared into the forest once more... adopting hit and run tactics to repel the jets, who they saw as invaders...

Jacob stumbled on through the maze of tunnels, haunting rattles keeping him on edge.... Shadows seeming to catch his attention at every corner only to end up as phantoms... he closed his eyes and shook his head, squinting into the darkness... He couldn't help but think "I must be going mad..."

by **Zephyr** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 10:58 pm

Hlal landed on a rocky outcrop along the coastline lying in the shadow of an overhanging cliff. He scanned the area around him before he began tearing into the remainder of the carcass. He lifted the limp body and flung his head back letting it drop into his throat. He crunched down on bone allowing the copse to move along until all that was left was the tail until it too dissappeared. Flexing his jaws Hlal took one more look around before roaring ferociously into the air.

by **Anaclagon** » Sat Dec 13, 2008 11:00 pm

"Pilots, set the forest ablaze..they'll keep coming at you until you're all dead!" The americans from the base stated to the A-10 Thunderbolds which rose into the air before facing towards the forest. One of the F-22 Raptors began to manuver in the air as it flew over the forest, the internal bays opened as it dropped two bombs which flew towards the forest for several moments before they unleashed several more bombs as the duel spray bombs exploded into the forest..spreading the flames as the A-10 Thunderbirds unleashed several rockets each and unleashed their deadly machine guns..attempting to kill the hidden dragons that lay in the forest.

by **Doc 42** » Tue Dec 16, 2008 11:32 pm

A fireball randomly zipped out of the smoke, striking right through an F-22's wing, the Hawk Wyverns using the smoke as cover, turning the Humans advantage against them...

by **Anaclagon** » Thu Dec 18, 2008 2:04 am

"Sir..we've lost several planes and..-" The american was cut off from the general. "Dont worry...we got AWACS in the air, they'll sort out everything soon enough" The general responded with confidence. Many..many many miles away, thousands upon thousands of feet in the air, safe from any dragon attack flew an E-3 Sentry American AWACS plane. The plane was now gathering information and now distrutibing the data to the american planes, giving them exact locations where the dragon was.

John narrowed his eyes as he recieved the information, two red circles appearing in the all the smoke..green circles began to appear over allied fighters. Air Superiority Fighters easily worked with AWACS..using thier abiltities and their abilities to increase combat capability. The flames shooting out of the CFA-44 propelled the fighter and two others faster, starting to enter MACH 2 in preperation for a massive missle volley..the other pilots were sure to remember this and would focus on evading enemy attacks at the moment and keeping the enemy dragons occupied.

by **Doc 42** » Thu Dec 18, 2008 8:17 pm

Another fire ball zipped out of the smoke, hurtling towards an F-16... The Wyverns were confident that the smoke would hide them for now...

Jacob carefully edged forward through the haunting tunnel... hollow foot steps and whistling wind distracting him at every turn...
Then he spotted something.
Through a large rocky doorway, a humanoid figure... taking cover around the corner... He heard Julliane's shaky voice in his radio "Jacob? Is that you?"

Only hesitating a bit, he replied "Yeah, it is. Come on out..." The shadowy figure came out into the open and straight away Jacob opened fire, rattleing shots off into the fog. The figure disappeared in a puff of smoke, an inhumane pained sceech ripping through the tunnel.

He let the trigger go, shell casings rattling on the floor... Maybe it was dead... Then he heard Dynamo's voice "Heh heh heh, tricksy little bugger ain't ya"

There was a silent whoosh... then nothing....

Dynamo had said that earlier, when the Goblin dragons had just appeared...
He recognised Juliannes words from the past as well... This... thing... was replaying conversations to him... This time he was lucky... But what about the others?

by **Anaclagon** » Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:23 pm

The f-16 accelerated as fast as it could, going beyond the speed of sound before it made a hard left turn, heading into air, only to turn again, hoping to avoid the incoming fireball. Suddenly, out from a high altitude, three jets came swooping in..they locked on to the last two dragons before quickly spreading out, each fighter firing several missiles each The barrage of missiles ripped through the air, missiles coming from all angles, hoping to overwhelm the enemy dragons as other fighters attempted to lead the dragons right into the other missiles while keeping themselves safe from harm..they could only hope the dragons were focusing on them and not the incoming weapons.

by **Doc 42** » Thu Dec 25, 2008 10:01 pm

One of the Wyverns broke off, flying down into the forest, intending to pop up elsewhere, the other staying to take another potshot. Then the missiles struck, the surprised beast being decimated by the rain of explosions, being torn apart in moments.... Little more than flaming shreds were left tumbleing out of the air...

by **Anaclagon** » Thu Dec 25, 2008 10:09 pm

"Just one more and make it quick so we can send the choppers in!" The Amercian Radio Men responded to the american fighter pilots. "AWACS confirmed the last target to be in the jungle, intiate Attack Code 472" John silently nodded and looked outside of the cockpit looking at his men. They nodded silently too each other as the CFA-44 and several other F-22 Raptors began to rise into the sky..heading above the clouds. Meanwhile, the remaining fighters continued to play around rapidly, just above the speed of sound..awaiting the last target..

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