Realms of the Dragons RPG

[Doc 42]

The general nodded and took a picture out of his shirt pocket. He pushed it across the desk towards the Roland. It showed a huge volcano towering up in the middle of a wrecked city, in the bottem left of the picture a man could be seen running from it. A dragons head was barely visable in the plume of smoke coming from the volcano. The general said "This is, or was to be exact, a city in Scotland. We aren't sure which one seeing as several of them shared a similar fate. Dragons here are alot more than minor inconvineces. As you probably geussed from the fortifications outside London. Now, one more question before my pilot arrives. What do you use in your hunts and who supports you during them?"

[Anaclagon]

John and the others looked at the pictures...the carnage was just brutal and those pictures were enough to convice the american pilots that this truely was a whole other league. John then began his answer..

"Normally we are used to working with ground forces but we have no elite ground forces really and they have often been slaughtered lately from the ammount of powerful dragons lately but were used to being just air combat alone, in America we might have been the best at it.." John grinned for a moment and then continued.

"We pilots are part of a special unit, the best of us and reallly the most of us pilot the American F-22A Raptor, other aircraft are the F-16 Tomcats and the F-15 Eagles. Our missles consit of the Aim-9's a basic lock on missle that packs a powerful punch. Our sidewinders are closer range but have greater damage, thats all we've truely needed but lately we've deloped some new weapons. We simply call in the "Incinerator" because one pilot will fire a missle that impalts in a dragon's skin, releashing chemicals, a second fire will a highly explosive missle towards the first missle resulting in a massive explosion. The first missle is highly flamable, anything else was just the machine gun part of our jets and this "Flu" missle which also implants into a dragon's skin and poison in unleashed into the bloodstream. It's been effective somehow, it seemingly kills the dragon from the inside and thats pretty much it" John replied.

[Doc 42]

Drexler's eyes widened. He said "F-22s? Side winders? I was under the impression that those were used for fighting humans... Other jets.... I'll let Julliane fill you in on the rest." He tapped a buzzer on the desk and a female pilot donned in camoflauge walked in. She looked exhausted, her green hair frized and hanging down infront of her face. She said "Sorry... If I'm late doctors wouldn't leave me go without a check up..." Drexler gestured towards the pilots and said "No problem... I just need you to breif these gentlemen on a few things." He said to rolands pilots "Men, this is Julliane Hendresson. She is one of the DDASF's few pilots. Public support for us is low and most people are too scared to sign up for military service. Esspeically the airforce, which ties into what your doing here." Julliane's eyes widened as she realised who the soilders were, having known they were coming for awhile. She held out a hand and said "Pleased to meet you."

[Anaclagon]

John shook her hand. "John Ronald, it's a pleasure oh yes I forgot to mention...were a special unit..modified F-22's but of course back to business" John replied. Kevin and Mike made some hand genstures with a simple wave to say hi...they let their captain do all the talking.

[Doc 42]

Julliane let out a short gasp "F-22s!" Her jaw droped, gob smacked at the thought of it. Drexler didnt respond, knowing she would react this way.

[Anaclagon]

"You alright?" John asked...what was wrong with the planes...it was kinda odd. Kevin and Mike looked at each other and their captain, a bit amsued but did their best from laughing from her reaction. John looked at her, a bit puzzled and confused...he never expected London to start out like this..

[Doc 42]

Juliane put her hands on her hips and said "Well its compareable to sky diveing into an alligator pit.... While on fire... Those things arent designed to fight Dragons"

[Anaclagon]

"The Raptor you see is an American thing, were the best..you see, It appears to me you devloped other aircraft to engage the dragons in the sky. But like I said...were modified, the heat signature surrounding the dragon is a good lock and with a dragon that is usually big, its a big target thats why our heat seekers dont miss. Hell our raptors are stealthy and damn fast so we tweaked up our raptors, no big deal" John responded.

[Doc 42]

Julliane said "Heat seekers? Dragons here alot more complex, some of them can change their body tempature at will. Sometimes they match their surroundings. And when you do get a lock, they ussually dont even bother dodge. They just shoot your missile down. Thats why most of our hunting is done from the ground, locking onto a particular dragon element. In the air, we use Mosquitos. State of the art fighter jets designed for tackleing Dragons. Main weapon is an aimable roartry cannon. They also carry hell fire rockets that can ussually pierce a dragons armour. Sometimes we fit them with sidewinders, but as I said earlier, getting a lock on is hard and even then the missiles dont do well against their armour." Drexler cut in "That will be enough captian. Now, we have spare planes that you can fly if you want, or you can take your Raptors. Anyway you look at it your going to be flying out as soon as possible. One of our hunting teams are on their way back towards London but our gunship's radar spotted a familiy of young wyverns following them. Possibley wanting revenge for the death of the Dragon they hunted down. They hate hunters more than they hate eachother so they will take any escuse they can to come after us. The hunters came into contact a while ago but the Wyverns are still in the Dark zone. We need you and your pilots ready to fly out once they show their ugly heads..."

[Anaclagon]

"Understood sir...were always ready" John stood up and saluted towards them. So these dragons were different...a whole other league. It didnt matter, they were faster and their missles still were effective in most cases..or so they thought..

[Doc 42]

Drexler shuffled through some files and then produced a map of the country. There were blotches of black in various places on the map. scotland was almost completely blotched out. He said "The black here repersents Dark zones. A Dark zone is simply an area where we have no radar, no satelite info, no contact. If you go into one of those you are completely alone. When you are in there, a dragon could be coming towards you and unless you spot him, you wont get a seconds warning." Julliane rubbed her eyes and said "Well which do you want? Your own jets or the Mosquitos? Keep in mind that ours are significantly different to your own in terms of systems..."

[Anaclagon]

"I understand but no offense I think your underestimating us a bit...our modified F-22's are beyond your average fighter, they are faster, better weapons, stealthier and better radar and such. We knew these werent meant for dragon fighting but with modifcations, they've worked out fine. Thanks for the offer though...anyways, what about casualties and how have your fighters work against the dragons themselves?" John asked...the info he was gathering meant that a lecuture to his men as usual and what plans they have to employ when it came to actual fighting..

[Doc 42]

Julliane sighed and said "Casualties? In a pure air battle nearly 0% survival rate... Thats to say, the few times we have been forced into those situations we have never won. Trust me, I have flown an F-22, great plane but I wouldn't be able to take on a dragon in it." Drexler cut in, growling "The wyverns your going after aren't your usual killing machine monsters. They are more nussiences. However, a cornered nussience can turn into something alot bigger in a short space of time." Julliane realised something and pulled a peice of paper out of her pocket. She scribbled a code down on it and handed it to the american pilot saying "The ground team, this is their commanders radio frequency. If the dragons are giveing you trouble drop him a line. Chances are they have a few dragon darts to spare"

[Anaclagon]

"zero huh...well lets see how us Americans fare, its only fair...if we die, then I guess we dont belong to be here anyway" John replied, he didnt sound scared yet too over confident...

[The Kingpin]

Inferno snarled as he continued to pursue his target, his body working furiously to recover. the wing muscle was repairing itself as fast as his body could force it, and the Dragon's relentless thurst for vengeance didn't seem to allow it to stop. he would continue moving as fast as his body could carry him, regardless of the wounds. though it would take a while before he could actively attack them....when he did though....things would be different....this time....he'd make sure they didn't get another chance...

[Doc 42]

Julliane laughed and said "If you guys die then we sit in our cities and never come out." Drexler grunted in agreement and said "Thats right, we need the publics support. We need to convince them that we can WIN." A man pushed the door open and said "General, message from Jacob. He says they spotted something in the sky behind them. They think it was the wyverns..." Drexler nodded to him and he walked out. Juliane turned and said "I'll show you to the hanger where your planes are..." There wasn't any need to say anything else. She turned out of the room and started walking through the base towards the runway.

Jacobs convoy was moving speedily, the sun having come up a while ago. The men were tired but they didnt want to stop. Jacob checked their rear again, worried. He grudgeingly turned his veiw back ahead of the convoy and ordered the driver to shut off their lights...

[Anaclagon]

"We'll win the people's favor...we'll give them a chance to show them we can win.." John didint say it..he hesistated but he and his men followed. In order to guarntee victory or at leasty that their first mission has sucess...the best had to go. John and the others followed her...heading for the hangers. He figured the other pilots going would be aware...it was time to prove themselves and failing now was not an option.

[Doc 42]

Juliane led them down to hanger 8, squinting through the morning heat. On the run way next to them, a small fighter plane with bright green wings landed, its wings folding and its flaps flattening out as it slowed. She pointed over to it and said "Thats one of the Mosquitos. If you guys need help give us a call. I think we have about 4 of them on patrol..." Inside hanger 8, the americans F-22s were all ready and waiting. They had been preped by some american eneginers who had come along. She turned around and said "Good luck, chances are by the time you get in the air the Wyvrens will have shown themselves..."

[Anaclagon]

"Dont worry about us...I just want to make sure that convoy makes it home" John replied as he entered the hanger. "How much do we got?" John called out through the hanger.

"16 raptors are ready, that's it" One of the mechanics yelled.

"That's fine, alright everybody get to your stations, you know how it is" John said as the 15 pilots chosen scrambled towards their fighters. Moving quickly they entered their cockpits and strapped themselves in. With the fighters already warmed up they began to head towards the runway..

John was the first fighter as they lined up in pairs of 2. "Control Tower, were ready to go..." John said through the comlink. Most of the pilots were nervous yet, they were a bit glad to be in action but they way they heard things...it was going to be one hell of a mission..

[Doc 42]

Juliane waved at the Planes as they lined up, a small seed of doubt in the back of her minds telling her that it was the last time she was going to see those fighters. The man in the tower responded "Your cleared for take off... The mark has appeared on our long range scanners. Follow your NAVs and they should take you to the convoy. The wyverens are tailing just beyond missile range. good luck pilots..."