HAVEN POV
I sat on a pile of Tone missiles fixing up my leg a little. DZ or as he calls himself "lord death of murder mountain" he isn't wrong I mean right now he's beating the shit out of Titan corpses. We were given a mission to clear out this IMC warehouse but instead I set charges and was gonna blow the place.
Haven:DZ finish up!
I got off and walked toward the exit.
DZ:I STILL NEDD TO MAKE THEM SHIT THUNDER!
Haven:I'll let you blow the place
DZ:FUCKING DONE!
He picked up his Predator cannon or as he calls it "the orphan destroyer" we walked out into the desert the warehouse was in and we got to a reasonably safe distance.
Haven:boom?
DZ:FUCKING BOOM!
It exploded and I laughed.
Haven:YEAH!
DZ:I AM THE SPAWN OF SATAN!
Haven:sure are big guy! Come on rabdevous is awhile away
We start walking and I get an idea.
Haven:hey DZ still got our playlist?
DZ:THE FUCK YOU THINK!
Haven:good...play something badass
Haven:now that is the shit
DZ:DEADWOOD BITCHES!
I saw the ship land. It was a ship made for carrying titans at least two. The doors opend and I saw Sarah Briggs commander of the SRS Vanguard.
Sarah:I thought I told you to capture it
Haven:we did
DZ:THEN WE BLEW IT TO KINGDOM FUCKING COME!
She sighed.
Sarah:doesn't matter we got a new target anyway
She threw me a tablet.
Sarah:its an energy weapon like the ARC
Haven:shit another one...can we make it go bye bye?
Sarah:for once you are authorised to use whatever is necessary to destroy it
I got really excited.
DZ:I CAN BLOW THE FUCK OUT A PLANET! I AM THE APOCALYPSE!
Haven:when do we go!
Serah:right now hope on the fleets moving soon
We got on and left.
TIMESKIP brought to you by chibi DZ beating the shit out of a Northstar while flying.
HAVEN POV
I walked along the drop line to DZ who was getting checked by a MRVN.
DZ:I DONT NEED THIS SHIT!
Haven:agreed
I kicked the MRVN over the railing and noticed the bomb on his chassis worn off. I grabbed my red spray paint and sprayed it back on.
Haven:alright big guy we got extra grenades,more ammo and we were given incindearie grenades
DZ:CHRISTMAS ALREADY!?
Haven:fuck it why not
I embarked.
Sarah:Haven you copy?
Haven:fuck off
Sarah:alright then...prepare for Titanfall
Haven:rock and roll! WOOOO!
We fell fast.
DZ:TACTICAL NUKE INCOMIMG!
We landed on a titan. The soilders in front of us stared in fear.
DZ:IM GONNA SHOOT YOU TILL YOU GLOW THEN FUCK YOU IN THE DARK!
He pulled out orphan destroyer and mowed them down. I disembarked and got on his head. We landed in through a skylight and I saw a big glow coming from a hallway.
Haven:ominous
DZ:BOOM!?
Heaven:Boom
He walked toward it and we saw a giant ball of..what ARC energy. I grabbed my charges and started starting them on the controls and I threw a few on the ARC itself. I heard gun shots and I saw DZ stomping on specters. I set the last charge.
Haven:alright lets split
I was about to embark when a Ronin came out of nowhere and almost sliced me in half but DZ caught if, flipped the ronin over and fired missiles right into its cockpit.
Heaven:thanks
DZ:PROTOCOL 3 PROTECT THE FUCKING PILOT!
Haven:at least the DEAMON core didnt mess with that system
I started hearing a ticking. We both looked at the bomb I set...ten seconds.
DZ:I FUCKING HATE YOU!
Haven:fuck off you oversized bucket!
He grabbed me and put me in the cockpit. He hid behind a wall.
DZ:THIS IS GONNA BE A FUCKING BLAST!
Haven:the fuck are you doing?
DZ:PROTECTING MY FUCKING PILOT!
Everything went black for a sec and then I woke up to red alerts all over.
Haven:shit,shit, shit! Come on big guy stay with me!
DZ:IM FUCKING FINE!
I sighed in relief. I disembarked and looked up at him.
Haven:you massive dick! I was fucking worried!
DZ:LIKE YOU GIVE TWO SHITS!
I sighed again and looked around.
Haven:where the fuck are we!?
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Fuck you Remnant Titanfall x rwby
Fanfictionex IMC explosives expert turned Militia pilot, Haven is not like her name implies. She blew up an entire IMC facility because some guy called her a bitch. Her titan is practically made for her, he is a Vanguard class titan with an experimental DEAMO...
