Chapter 1: Demon 912

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𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞: Unknown
𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞: unknown
𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Classified
𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: Lt. Sky
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It's been, 2 weeks, since I went on that solo mission.
What the fuck happened to the city, it's all destroyed.
Buildings collapsed, cars burnt to crisps, bodies on the ground, and smoke filled in the air.
This was just no organization terrorist attack, this was a full planned out demolishin. Full out planned invasion.
When I went out they gave me a code name to call in as.

Sky(S): "Demon 912 to home base, does anyone copy?"

Overlord(O): "Demon 912, Overlord reads you loud and clear."

S: "Overlord, what in the fuck happened while I was gone?"

O: "A planned out assault happened, the entire city including surrounding towns were destroyed and thousands were killed in the process."

S: "Fuckin hell.
Well, anyway for me to get some sort of helio back to base, or am I gonna have to find a working vehicle to highjack?"

O: "Unfortunately, the skies are hot 24/7, so we can't send any Evacs at this time, however, there should be Authentic Motorcars NW LLC or Landmark Motors, Inc. Near you."

S: "Its Redmond, I will go with the first option, I'll try to make it back unharmed."

O: "Roger that, see you when get home. Out."

Instead of walking there, I warped to the dealership.

S: "Wow, surprisingly. This was untouched."

There were multiple cars destroyed, but inside, a fully armored McLaren sat there, then I remembered some keys I had, I pressed the button to start the McLaren 720s and it's mine.

S: "Huh.
I forgot about this car."

I broke the glass and got into it.
I pressed a button that allowed it to hover.
I drove it out of the dealership, than I radioed Overlord.

S: "Demon 912 to Overlord, found my old 720s, fully functional.
On the way back to base, I might need the cords cause its been a while."

O: "Copy that 912, sending over the cords.
See you soon. Over and out."

Narrator Sky: The world has changed, it's no longer the world I remember.
I've been through hell and back but I don't know if there's any "coming back" from this.
We made a promise, and we'll never break it.
No matter the risk, the cost, or the reward, we do what is necessary to get the job done.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, there are two types of people in this world.
Those who vow to protect it, and those who want to watch it fuckin burn.
It's the plot of where we get dirty, and the world stays clean. That's the mission.
And this time, lethality is not our concern, they have demolished city's, excavated towns, and leave tons of people in lumps of there own blood and guts.
Only one group can stop them, and they are known, as Modern Pirates.

I made it back to the base, I parked my car and went to explore.

S: *whistle* "Alpha 1, anyone there?!"

The base is untouched because no one, beside Alpha 1 and Bravo 6, know about it.

S: "Does anyone copy!"

I radio Overlord.

S: "Overlord I made it back, where is everyone?"

?: "You shouldn't have come back Blake."

Nobody knows about my real name, except Price and Laswell.

S: "How the hell do you know my real name?"

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