Crossover Fan Fiction ❯ Blended Dimensions ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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In the last episode.... The 08th MS Team arrives in New Helic City and causes alot of mayhem with their hijinx. The also were hired by the republic as civil defense units.
Now...
THUM-THUMP! *Heartbeat*
An image of a girl with short black hair. Her smile gives him a funny feeling that he likes.
THUM-THUMP!
A girl with pale color skin, smiling at him. She had red hair tied in a pig-tail and she wore tan dress that made him think of a type of military.
THUM-THUMP!
A battle with a demi-god that blazed with fire that cleansed whatever it touched.
THUM-THUMP!
The girl with short black hair... holding a blunt object smirking as she begins to beat on him.
THUM-THUMP! THUM-THUMP! *Faster beat*
He watches the same girl as she lies on her bed crying out the name of her pet, as said pet in his true form continues to thrust his hips eagerly into hers.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP! *Faster and harder beat*
The red-head appears, holding her hands out to him. Embrace me, she says.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!!!!
He listens as he completely dismembers the man he once thought was his friend. Blood dripping from the heart held above him, splattering against his face. He turns to the girl he once loved with a sadistic smile.
THUMPTHUMP!! THUMP-THUMP!!
His ears ring with the sound of her voice as she screams in terror and utter pain as he continues to ravage and brutilize her over the deadman's corpse. The rape continued for several days.
In the real world, away from the discusting images of torment and vulgar, Ranma Saotome smiles as he peacefully slumbers.
Blended Demensions
By Bud
Chapter 3
Naomi Fluegel. Also know as the Red Comet, has earned a reputation for herself as an excellent zoid pilot, as a deadly marksman. Rumor had it that she could shoot the ears off of a Command Wolf without giving her position away. An awesome trait for a sniper of her caliber.
Rumors of her exploits reached many ears. There was a time when she was assigned to re-capture a town that was garrisoned by local bandits. With only her Gun Sniper, a zoid that is used for long ranged assualt and defense, she completely wiped-out a whole squad of enemy zoids before her position was given away. The rest didn't survive to even see her. All this and she never stepped within 1000m of the town.
"What'cha go ther Miss Fluegel?" The bartender, a skinny boned white guy with freackles wearing an old wrinkled tuxedo with oil and dirt stains on it, asked his favorite, and most frequent customer. "Ya' git anuhdah assighn ment?" He had a VERY country accent.
Naomi opened the envelope up. "Dunno, never checked." she said in her oh-so-sexy voice. Her eyes darted back and forth along the first page, seeming to find nothing of interest.
"Don't need it." she balled up the papers and tossed it.
He caught the paper and checked it out. "Di's ones sounds kinder hard, ye knoew." He turned checked the next page.
"I haven't had a decent job in the past few months and I'm runnin' low on cash to. At least those new guys aren't around to take all the easy jobs. And I thi-----" He shoved the paper in her face at the exact place where alot of numbers were shown.
Naomi blinked a few times.
"YEEEEHAAA!!!"
Naomi blazed a trail down the highway in her Gustav hauling her Gun Sniper along with it. "I'm gonna be rich!!!"
A day later....
"I swear I was only going 140kph, Officer." Naomi protested to the patrolman. "I think the sign that I ran over said it was-- err... Oops!"
Officer Maricon looked darkly at her. "What? Tell me you did NOT just say that!" He shook his head around, allowing his short dreadlocks to fly around. It was a new style and attitude change for him. "Tell me you did NOT just say that!!"
"Umm... You didn't just say that?"
Maricon looked a little peev'ed. "Now listen here sista. Runnin' ovah a highway speedlimit post is a Federal offense that could be up to 50,000 zeni. And I can give it to ya cause I'm a Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time! FIVE-TIME WCW Champion." He held a hand up with her fingers spread, looking at is strangely. "Now can you digg that----?!"
She watched him walk around her transport to get the license number, not seeing him appear behind her.
"SUUCCCKAAAAAA!!!"
"AIYYAA!!"
*BITCHSLAP!!! *
"......." Naomi quickly jumped into her vehicle.
VROOOOMMM!!!!
Three weeks ago...
Construction of the 08th MS Team's hangar were started right away. With technology at their side, construction crews were just days away from completing the large infa-structure compared to what would take almost a year with conventional means.
The hangar measured in approximately 80ft in height from the ground to the highest point in the center and took up 50,000 square feet of land. The building's internal structure was large enough to house 12 medium class zoids along with support vehicles and an air-transport. By special request from Buddy, a 3/4 mile runway was installed for obvious reasons, unknown to the military though. A control center and sophisticated radar towers finished off the base. But that was only on the topside.
Following a set of stairs near the back of the hangar lead to an underground facility that house their own personal mecha. All three mechs were placed on seperate elevation lifts which would take them to the surface for deployment. Also, a special automated factory was built to manufacture the ammunition that Buddy's and Montel's mecha used. 35mm arounds for Montel's vulcan guns, and various types of missles and special ammo for Alpha One.
Lucky for Ranma, he didn't need ammo.
With the building of the hangar brought the need of employees to run it. 5,000 citizens applied, 500 of that were military personnel that were unhappy with their positions on the frontlines and wanted to stay home with their families. Unfortunately, only 200 applicants were eligible to work for the 08th MS and had to go through a type of basic training headed by Ranma. Only 50 of the 500 former Republic soldiers made it to basic training. Only a select few were assigned to pilot Zoids. The rest of them were assigned to key positions like radar and communications. Most of the ex-civilians now civil defense workers took up to piloting tanks, equipment operators, janitorial, mechanical and office jobs that were crucial to the base's longevity.
Present...
Naomi pulled up just outside of a strange facility located a few blocks away from the the Presidental residence. She wasn't new to New Helic City; as a matter of fact, this was her home town and she was only here a month and a few days ago. "I guess things change over time." she thought. Thinking it wasn't important, she began her short 2 block trek to the Presidents office.
"Hmm.. Nice butt." She notices a large asian man wearing a pair of shorts and a tank-top jogging by. "Oo.. Those scars must of hurt." she thought. She didn't see him look back at her before turning into the facility.
"President's in her office." A black man addresses her off-handedly, mostly paying attention to a Gameboy Advance than anything else. "Been waiting for a while. Ya better hurry up."
"Riiiiight...." thought Naomi. She knocks a few times on the door before entering.
Lewiz frowned as she entered. "Your late. You should of arrived days ago."
"Not my fault this time." Naomi protested. "You should of used Republic Express instead of UPS."
"So you say. I've had a report that you ran over a federal speedlimit post on the way."
Naomi had a counter for that one. "Who does NOT run over it, eh?"
"You have a point there." The President smiled. "Welcome home... Lil' Na-chan."
"Auntie." The hugged each other.
Montel sweated.
The new base was busy like it never was before. Just arriving from the factories was a full squad of 10 new zoids that are specially assigned to the 08th MS Team for civil defense.
3 medium range Command Wolves AC's outfitted with twin 120mm Anti-Zoid cannons on the back turrent and secondary 30mm machine guns found on the sides. Another 2 long-range Command Wolves were part of the package, but were fitted with experimental laser guided 280mm Multi-Rocket Launchers and a 50mm impact gun mounted on the underside. These Zoids were to be mainly used as the standard anti-ground and ground-to-air defense mecha.
Montel was in charge of the coast so he needed speciality designed zoids to accompany him. He needed Zoids that could stay underwater for up to 3 days at a time while still able to operate on the surface. 3 modified Command Wolf DS's, or Deep Sea was they were named, had 2 extra layers of water-tight armor to operate under 3000m depth. Mounted permanetly on the back were twin high-powered turbine propellant system that gave the Wolves a speed of 21 knots on the surface and 14 knots while submerged. They were armed with 2 six-packs of sea-wolf mini-missles and 4 high-yield MK-50 ASW torpedoes on a pair of fixed wings on the sides of the Zoid.
Needing to balance the already well-rounded troope, Bud requested that 2 Dark Horn zoids to be stripped of all weaponry then fitted with twin 360mm (14in) howitzer cannons that could be rotated in a 180 degree angel with a range of 5-8 miles. An added feature was the range-finder and on-board Beagle-Probe radar that gave it 3 times the range and accuracy of a normal zoid. He chose Dark Horns because of their thick-armor and speed for a zoid of it's weight-class.
"Back it up slowly.. I said slowly!" Bud used hand-signals to direct a Dark Horn while it backs into it's designated spot of the back of the hangar. He closed his fist, signalling the heavy mecha to stop.
"All right. Red-One and Two!! Park your wolves on the northside of the hangar next to the lifts. And make sure you don't damage those launchers!" Bud rubbed his temples in frustration. Being in charge really can be a pain sometimes. "Wolf Team!! You guys got patrol. North to east quadrants." He pulled his radio out.
"Dispatch to Deathscythe."
"Go ahead." Montel responded.
"How is it out there?"
Sigh. "Quiet, as usual."
"Copy That."
"10-4."
Bud sighed. When was the Republic gonna attack? He was really annoyed by that. Watching the Zoids anime back home told him that the Empire would attack New Helic City. Maybe it passed or... It hasn't happened yet. He heard some talking behind him and got a bit curious.
"I'm looking for the commander of this base, I was told to report to him." Naomi asked one of the technicians.
Bud answered before he did as he walked up to her. "That would be me."
"Naomi Fluegel. I'm now assigned to you as request of the President." she said while getting a good look at him. She couldn't see most of his face because of the helmet he was wearing, but that was enough.
"Gee, for someone of high rank for civil defense, ya sure are fat."
Bud smirked at her. "Fat cock."
"Huh?" She looked down instinctively, and she laughed with her eyes as she saw the sight of a bulge caused by a hard-on. Bud still smirked.
"It's soft." he said matter of factly. ".. It gets BIGGER!" he sang, showing the real length using his hands spaced apart. He took her hand and escorted her to the base command post.
"Come on, Kid. Let's get your paperwork straightened out and quarters arranged."
Naomi was spaced out. "heh.... heh.... heh...."
"Imagine?" Bud laughed.
The whole team and a few leaders, including Naomi, sat at a large table with a 3d model of the city and the surrounding mountains and sea.
"I set up this meeting to discuss a few things and introduce our new member." Bud took off his helmet showing his scarred face. Naomi flinched slightly.
"If you didn't know already, this here is Naomi Fluegel. The Red Comet if through reputations. She's the person I requested to be recruited to the team. Usually I don't do this, but her long-range expertise, especially with that Gun Sniper of her's is a great asset to the team and the defense of the city." He said.
"Just like those 14in guns on the 'Horns, sir?" One of the leaders laughed followed by the rest. "Talk about over-kill!"
"Imagine?" Bud looked embarrassed. "But anyway, because she's a special hire, she'll be incharge of a specific quadrant just like all the team. Ranma?"
Ranma stood up. "Stupid jerk makin' me do this." he mumbled. "I'm Ranma Saotome, the man next to me is Montel and you should already know Buddy, or Bud as we call him." The two nodded to her. "Your job is simple, really. Your to be stationed on the highest peak of the mountains accompanied by 2 condor vehicles during the day hours of 8am to 5pm. One hour break for lunch of course."
"Why only those hours? And why stay stationary." she asked.
"During the day, our Dark Horn artillery pieces are easy to spot on the mountain ridges because they stand out. Your Gun Sniper kinda blends into the terrain plus you'll be given a camo-net to cover up." Ranma stated. "As for the second; Your main assignment is covering the valley and coast using your Gun Sniper to pick out targets. Why do you think we hired you?"
"Because I got a nice ass?"
Ranma thought about that. "Yes."
"Oh yeah. Nice piece of ass indeed." Bud smirked, oogling her breasts.
"Oh brother..." she rubbed her temples. "What about you man?" she asked Montel.
He was too busy playing his Gameboy Advance to reply.
A few weeks passed and things started to fall into a routine.
"Don't you ever wear something different?" Ranma asked Naomi.
She looked at his ever-present Red shirt and black pants. "Don't you?"
Ranma was speechless. "You have a good point there fucker."
"Go, go, go!"
"Fire in the hole!"
*Gun-fire.*
*Explosion*
"Fire in the hole!"
*Explosion*
*Sniper fire*
*Sniper fire*
"Stick together team*
*Spray-paint*
BOOM! *Sniper fire*
Counter-Terrorist wins!
"Damn it!!* Bud yelled. "I had you!"
"You shouldn't of picked a game with a sniper rifle, Bud-man." she said in her sexy-confident voice. "That's my turf." She teased him by pinching his cheek.
"You were looking at my screen!" he protested.
She winked at him.
"ARGH!! You were!"
And so, the routine continued. The civil defense forces patrolling the surrounding areas keeping a look-out for enemy activity. So far, nothing has been showing up but that never stopped the soldiers from trying. The defense of their home was number one priority and they would gladly sacrifice their lives for the families that put their trust in them.
But, a few things do go unnoticed by them. Like a few people by the name of Van, Fiona, Moonbay, Irvine and Dr. Dee and their organoid Zeke being arrested on the charge of being Emperial spies.
But that was the Military's problem, not the 08th MS Teams.
End of Chapter 3
Note: The beginning dream sequence was similiar to what sometimes happened to Fei in the game Xenogears. Except this one was for Ranma, the explaination of how he started to become Id, or Ranko. If you didn't know, the second girl (the red-head) was Elyham Van Houten with Ranma's hairstyle.
Note: Like I said before in the Prologue. Out of Character is the norm. I almost completely changed Ranma's personnality. The Ranma you know never existed.
Note:The idea of the civil defense force sounded like a good idea. And it is true that in the army, it is hard to get a place that you like to be assigned after a few years. Alot of soldiers do wish to stay at home while in an armed service.
Note:The idea of Naomi and the President being related was just a thing I came up with. It also opens up possibilities on story developement.
Note: The last scene with Bud and Naomi is a play on the Half-life mod, Counter-Strike or CS as some know. If you've been to a Lan server or PC cafe, you know what I'm talking about. Damn cheaters.
Note: Officer Maricon = Booker T! SUUCCKAA!!!
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In the last episode.... The 08th MS Team arrives in New Helic City and causes alot of mayhem with their hijinx. The also were hired by the republic as civil defense units.
Now...
THUM-THUMP! *Heartbeat*
An image of a girl with short black hair. Her smile gives him a funny feeling that he likes.
THUM-THUMP!
A girl with pale color skin, smiling at him. She had red hair tied in a pig-tail and she wore tan dress that made him think of a type of military.
THUM-THUMP!
A battle with a demi-god that blazed with fire that cleansed whatever it touched.
THUM-THUMP!
The girl with short black hair... holding a blunt object smirking as she begins to beat on him.
THUM-THUMP! THUM-THUMP! *Faster beat*
He watches the same girl as she lies on her bed crying out the name of her pet, as said pet in his true form continues to thrust his hips eagerly into hers.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP! *Faster and harder beat*
The red-head appears, holding her hands out to him. Embrace me, she says.
THUMP-THUMP-THUMP-THUMP!!!!
He listens as he completely dismembers the man he once thought was his friend. Blood dripping from the heart held above him, splattering against his face. He turns to the girl he once loved with a sadistic smile.
THUMPTHUMP!! THUMP-THUMP!!
His ears ring with the sound of her voice as she screams in terror and utter pain as he continues to ravage and brutilize her over the deadman's corpse. The rape continued for several days.
In the real world, away from the discusting images of torment and vulgar, Ranma Saotome smiles as he peacefully slumbers.
Blended Demensions
By Bud
Chapter 3
Naomi Fluegel. Also know as the Red Comet, has earned a reputation for herself as an excellent zoid pilot, as a deadly marksman. Rumor had it that she could shoot the ears off of a Command Wolf without giving her position away. An awesome trait for a sniper of her caliber.
Rumors of her exploits reached many ears. There was a time when she was assigned to re-capture a town that was garrisoned by local bandits. With only her Gun Sniper, a zoid that is used for long ranged assualt and defense, she completely wiped-out a whole squad of enemy zoids before her position was given away. The rest didn't survive to even see her. All this and she never stepped within 1000m of the town.
"What'cha go ther Miss Fluegel?" The bartender, a skinny boned white guy with freackles wearing an old wrinkled tuxedo with oil and dirt stains on it, asked his favorite, and most frequent customer. "Ya' git anuhdah assighn ment?" He had a VERY country accent.
Naomi opened the envelope up. "Dunno, never checked." she said in her oh-so-sexy voice. Her eyes darted back and forth along the first page, seeming to find nothing of interest.
"Don't need it." she balled up the papers and tossed it.
He caught the paper and checked it out. "Di's ones sounds kinder hard, ye knoew." He turned checked the next page.
"I haven't had a decent job in the past few months and I'm runnin' low on cash to. At least those new guys aren't around to take all the easy jobs. And I thi-----" He shoved the paper in her face at the exact place where alot of numbers were shown.
Naomi blinked a few times.
"YEEEEHAAA!!!"
Naomi blazed a trail down the highway in her Gustav hauling her Gun Sniper along with it. "I'm gonna be rich!!!"
A day later....
"I swear I was only going 140kph, Officer." Naomi protested to the patrolman. "I think the sign that I ran over said it was-- err... Oops!"
Officer Maricon looked darkly at her. "What? Tell me you did NOT just say that!" He shook his head around, allowing his short dreadlocks to fly around. It was a new style and attitude change for him. "Tell me you did NOT just say that!!"
"Umm... You didn't just say that?"
Maricon looked a little peev'ed. "Now listen here sista. Runnin' ovah a highway speedlimit post is a Federal offense that could be up to 50,000 zeni. And I can give it to ya cause I'm a Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time! FIVE-TIME WCW Champion." He held a hand up with her fingers spread, looking at is strangely. "Now can you digg that----?!"
She watched him walk around her transport to get the license number, not seeing him appear behind her.
"SUUCCCKAAAAAA!!!"
"AIYYAA!!"
*BITCHSLAP!!! *
"......." Naomi quickly jumped into her vehicle.
VROOOOMMM!!!!
Three weeks ago...
Construction of the 08th MS Team's hangar were started right away. With technology at their side, construction crews were just days away from completing the large infa-structure compared to what would take almost a year with conventional means.
The hangar measured in approximately 80ft in height from the ground to the highest point in the center and took up 50,000 square feet of land. The building's internal structure was large enough to house 12 medium class zoids along with support vehicles and an air-transport. By special request from Buddy, a 3/4 mile runway was installed for obvious reasons, unknown to the military though. A control center and sophisticated radar towers finished off the base. But that was only on the topside.
Following a set of stairs near the back of the hangar lead to an underground facility that house their own personal mecha. All three mechs were placed on seperate elevation lifts which would take them to the surface for deployment. Also, a special automated factory was built to manufacture the ammunition that Buddy's and Montel's mecha used. 35mm arounds for Montel's vulcan guns, and various types of missles and special ammo for Alpha One.
Lucky for Ranma, he didn't need ammo.
With the building of the hangar brought the need of employees to run it. 5,000 citizens applied, 500 of that were military personnel that were unhappy with their positions on the frontlines and wanted to stay home with their families. Unfortunately, only 200 applicants were eligible to work for the 08th MS and had to go through a type of basic training headed by Ranma. Only 50 of the 500 former Republic soldiers made it to basic training. Only a select few were assigned to pilot Zoids. The rest of them were assigned to key positions like radar and communications. Most of the ex-civilians now civil defense workers took up to piloting tanks, equipment operators, janitorial, mechanical and office jobs that were crucial to the base's longevity.
Present...
Naomi pulled up just outside of a strange facility located a few blocks away from the the Presidental residence. She wasn't new to New Helic City; as a matter of fact, this was her home town and she was only here a month and a few days ago. "I guess things change over time." she thought. Thinking it wasn't important, she began her short 2 block trek to the Presidents office.
"Hmm.. Nice butt." She notices a large asian man wearing a pair of shorts and a tank-top jogging by. "Oo.. Those scars must of hurt." she thought. She didn't see him look back at her before turning into the facility.
"President's in her office." A black man addresses her off-handedly, mostly paying attention to a Gameboy Advance than anything else. "Been waiting for a while. Ya better hurry up."
"Riiiiight...." thought Naomi. She knocks a few times on the door before entering.
Lewiz frowned as she entered. "Your late. You should of arrived days ago."
"Not my fault this time." Naomi protested. "You should of used Republic Express instead of UPS."
"So you say. I've had a report that you ran over a federal speedlimit post on the way."
Naomi had a counter for that one. "Who does NOT run over it, eh?"
"You have a point there." The President smiled. "Welcome home... Lil' Na-chan."
"Auntie." The hugged each other.
Montel sweated.
The new base was busy like it never was before. Just arriving from the factories was a full squad of 10 new zoids that are specially assigned to the 08th MS Team for civil defense.
3 medium range Command Wolves AC's outfitted with twin 120mm Anti-Zoid cannons on the back turrent and secondary 30mm machine guns found on the sides. Another 2 long-range Command Wolves were part of the package, but were fitted with experimental laser guided 280mm Multi-Rocket Launchers and a 50mm impact gun mounted on the underside. These Zoids were to be mainly used as the standard anti-ground and ground-to-air defense mecha.
Montel was in charge of the coast so he needed speciality designed zoids to accompany him. He needed Zoids that could stay underwater for up to 3 days at a time while still able to operate on the surface. 3 modified Command Wolf DS's, or Deep Sea was they were named, had 2 extra layers of water-tight armor to operate under 3000m depth. Mounted permanetly on the back were twin high-powered turbine propellant system that gave the Wolves a speed of 21 knots on the surface and 14 knots while submerged. They were armed with 2 six-packs of sea-wolf mini-missles and 4 high-yield MK-50 ASW torpedoes on a pair of fixed wings on the sides of the Zoid.
Needing to balance the already well-rounded troope, Bud requested that 2 Dark Horn zoids to be stripped of all weaponry then fitted with twin 360mm (14in) howitzer cannons that could be rotated in a 180 degree angel with a range of 5-8 miles. An added feature was the range-finder and on-board Beagle-Probe radar that gave it 3 times the range and accuracy of a normal zoid. He chose Dark Horns because of their thick-armor and speed for a zoid of it's weight-class.
"Back it up slowly.. I said slowly!" Bud used hand-signals to direct a Dark Horn while it backs into it's designated spot of the back of the hangar. He closed his fist, signalling the heavy mecha to stop.
"All right. Red-One and Two!! Park your wolves on the northside of the hangar next to the lifts. And make sure you don't damage those launchers!" Bud rubbed his temples in frustration. Being in charge really can be a pain sometimes. "Wolf Team!! You guys got patrol. North to east quadrants." He pulled his radio out.
"Dispatch to Deathscythe."
"Go ahead." Montel responded.
"How is it out there?"
Sigh. "Quiet, as usual."
"Copy That."
"10-4."
Bud sighed. When was the Republic gonna attack? He was really annoyed by that. Watching the Zoids anime back home told him that the Empire would attack New Helic City. Maybe it passed or... It hasn't happened yet. He heard some talking behind him and got a bit curious.
"I'm looking for the commander of this base, I was told to report to him." Naomi asked one of the technicians.
Bud answered before he did as he walked up to her. "That would be me."
"Naomi Fluegel. I'm now assigned to you as request of the President." she said while getting a good look at him. She couldn't see most of his face because of the helmet he was wearing, but that was enough.
"Gee, for someone of high rank for civil defense, ya sure are fat."
Bud smirked at her. "Fat cock."
"Huh?" She looked down instinctively, and she laughed with her eyes as she saw the sight of a bulge caused by a hard-on. Bud still smirked.
"It's soft." he said matter of factly. ".. It gets BIGGER!" he sang, showing the real length using his hands spaced apart. He took her hand and escorted her to the base command post.
"Come on, Kid. Let's get your paperwork straightened out and quarters arranged."
Naomi was spaced out. "heh.... heh.... heh...."
"Imagine?" Bud laughed.
The whole team and a few leaders, including Naomi, sat at a large table with a 3d model of the city and the surrounding mountains and sea.
"I set up this meeting to discuss a few things and introduce our new member." Bud took off his helmet showing his scarred face. Naomi flinched slightly.
"If you didn't know already, this here is Naomi Fluegel. The Red Comet if through reputations. She's the person I requested to be recruited to the team. Usually I don't do this, but her long-range expertise, especially with that Gun Sniper of her's is a great asset to the team and the defense of the city." He said.
"Just like those 14in guns on the 'Horns, sir?" One of the leaders laughed followed by the rest. "Talk about over-kill!"
"Imagine?" Bud looked embarrassed. "But anyway, because she's a special hire, she'll be incharge of a specific quadrant just like all the team. Ranma?"
Ranma stood up. "Stupid jerk makin' me do this." he mumbled. "I'm Ranma Saotome, the man next to me is Montel and you should already know Buddy, or Bud as we call him." The two nodded to her. "Your job is simple, really. Your to be stationed on the highest peak of the mountains accompanied by 2 condor vehicles during the day hours of 8am to 5pm. One hour break for lunch of course."
"Why only those hours? And why stay stationary." she asked.
"During the day, our Dark Horn artillery pieces are easy to spot on the mountain ridges because they stand out. Your Gun Sniper kinda blends into the terrain plus you'll be given a camo-net to cover up." Ranma stated. "As for the second; Your main assignment is covering the valley and coast using your Gun Sniper to pick out targets. Why do you think we hired you?"
"Because I got a nice ass?"
Ranma thought about that. "Yes."
"Oh yeah. Nice piece of ass indeed." Bud smirked, oogling her breasts.
"Oh brother..." she rubbed her temples. "What about you man?" she asked Montel.
He was too busy playing his Gameboy Advance to reply.
A few weeks passed and things started to fall into a routine.
"Don't you ever wear something different?" Ranma asked Naomi.
She looked at his ever-present Red shirt and black pants. "Don't you?"
Ranma was speechless. "You have a good point there fucker."
"Go, go, go!"
"Fire in the hole!"
*Gun-fire.*
*Explosion*
"Fire in the hole!"
*Explosion*
*Sniper fire*
*Sniper fire*
"Stick together team*
*Spray-paint*
BOOM! *Sniper fire*
Counter-Terrorist wins!
"Damn it!!* Bud yelled. "I had you!"
"You shouldn't of picked a game with a sniper rifle, Bud-man." she said in her sexy-confident voice. "That's my turf." She teased him by pinching his cheek.
"You were looking at my screen!" he protested.
She winked at him.
"ARGH!! You were!"
And so, the routine continued. The civil defense forces patrolling the surrounding areas keeping a look-out for enemy activity. So far, nothing has been showing up but that never stopped the soldiers from trying. The defense of their home was number one priority and they would gladly sacrifice their lives for the families that put their trust in them.
But, a few things do go unnoticed by them. Like a few people by the name of Van, Fiona, Moonbay, Irvine and Dr. Dee and their organoid Zeke being arrested on the charge of being Emperial spies.
But that was the Military's problem, not the 08th MS Teams.
End of Chapter 3
Note: The beginning dream sequence was similiar to what sometimes happened to Fei in the game Xenogears. Except this one was for Ranma, the explaination of how he started to become Id, or Ranko. If you didn't know, the second girl (the red-head) was Elyham Van Houten with Ranma's hairstyle.
Note: Like I said before in the Prologue. Out of Character is the norm. I almost completely changed Ranma's personnality. The Ranma you know never existed.
Note:The idea of the civil defense force sounded like a good idea. And it is true that in the army, it is hard to get a place that you like to be assigned after a few years. Alot of soldiers do wish to stay at home while in an armed service.
Note:The idea of Naomi and the President being related was just a thing I came up with. It also opens up possibilities on story developement.
Note: The last scene with Bud and Naomi is a play on the Half-life mod, Counter-Strike or CS as some know. If you've been to a Lan server or PC cafe, you know what I'm talking about. Damn cheaters.
Note: Officer Maricon = Booker T! SUUCCKAA!!!
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