The demon girls have finally returned from the mortal realm expecting to return to their rightful home, but things are a little bit different from when they left.
The tallest of the group (towering at about 7,5) is the commander of the Unholy Military Forces and the leader of the 1st Special Forces Unit better known as the Firedrakes. Commander Centurion, a demon that is young yet experienced and wise. Having Snow White eyes and a dark grey skin and black horns that are slightly chipped from battle. The demon also comes with a voice that is rough but suave at the same time. Wearing his red Multicam fatigues with a tan plate carrier. Centurion turned towards the girls and immediately saluted, having the rest behind him follow in suit. Judgment seemed to take notice in Centurion and stared at him flustered. "Lucifer, good to have you back." Centurion said with a professional demeanor placed upon his face. "What did you do?" Said Lucifer in a hateful tone, poison dripping from each of her words. "What? I simply just reinforced hells defenses Incase of invasion." "Commander... this is hell, no one is ever going to invade us you fool!" "Oh yeah? Well explain this." Centurion turned to the projector and flipped through killed demons and... mortals? Pandemonicas more sadistic side showed and two laughs filled the room. Pandemonica looked around and saw another demon sat in a chair with a sadistic smile like her. Their eyes met and the male demon looked taken aback. He took off his glasses and breathed on them and wiped them off to try and clean them. When he put them back on he looked at Pandemonica again and went wide eyed as Pandemonica pushed up her glasses flustered and looked away. "Ahh, I already see that one of your friends have met Sicarus." Staff Sergeant Sicarus is second in command to Centurion. The teams resident Medic and Torturer. Wearing red Multicam fatigues and a backwards black baseball cap. He nervously smiled and waved at the group of girls. "So what have you done with my realm in my absence." "I constructed multiple airbases, Fire-bases, M.O.B.s F.O.B.s, all the essentials. We were talking about mortal militant forces entering through portals randomly but you barged in." Lucifer was confused as to why mortal soldiers are attacking hell. Before she could ask Centurion another question someone knocked on the door and opened it. A demon in red Multicam fatigues and a black beret with the firedrakes symbol upon it.
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Anything and everything about this soldier was standard issue, and Lucifer thought it was the cutest thing ever. "Private First Class Cru reporting for duty sir!" Yelled the soldier as he saluted Centurion. "Cru, nice of you to join us. Where were you?" "I was taking my post in the hallway sir, I forgot about the meeting." Private First Class Cru is the type of person who follows orders exactly as told. He is the most loyal to Centurion than anyone in the Firedrakes squad. Seems to have a thing against Corporal Sabath as he usually rejects orders given. Speaking of Sabath, the demon was sat at the back of the room with his feet propped up on a table while trying to light a cigarette. Wearing a black baseball cap and his red Multicam pants with a tan shemagh and a black t shirt with a weed leaf on it. As the teams demolitions expert Centurion usually works closely with incinderary and explosive devices, giving him some noticeable scars on his hands. "Hey rookie, pass me a lighter will ya?" Cru walked up to Sabath and took the cig from his mouth "I'll have you know smoking isn't allowed indoors corporal, and my name is Cru." Sabath cheekily smiled at Cru and laughed "Heh, whatever you say Crow." Cru threw away the cigarette and sat in a chair at the front of the room as Lucifer and Centurion conversed. "Who was that "Cru" guy?" Asked Lucifer while Centurion was checking his watch. "The newest addition to the Firedrakes, really good kid, follows orders with out question and executed them perfectly." "Without question huh" thought Lucifer in her head. "What for? Is the queen finally looking for her king?" Said Centurion with a cheeky smile. Lucifer blushed a deep red and stumbled over her words "N-No, I'm not! I'm the CEO of hell not the queen for your information." Centurion rilled his eyes and turned back to his soldiers "Alright since recruit is here where are we ready to go over the situation?" Centurion god a couple of yeas and a yes sir from Cru and he walked up to the projectors image. "About 48 hours ago a platoon of soldiers came through a portal just outside of the nether district. About 34 civilians dead and 3 officers killed before troops arrived and eliminated the threat. Upon further investigation it seems as if the soldiers were marked with a square patch with 50 stars within a blue square and horizontal stripes in red and white order. These soldiers were well trained and equipped but were dealt with quickly by infantry squadron delta-4. As of right now it is unknown how they entered through a portal in such a large amount. Just Incase it happens again I know I know you guys hate it but we're going to have to guard on the outskirts." "Ahh come on!" Yelled Sabath whole everyone else groaned except for Cru. "Alright alright shut up about it. Sabath, you'll be taking Infantry squad Charlie-2 and be guarding the outside and inside of Brimstone City." "Man... those guys are mega nerds." "Sicarus, you'll be taking infantry squadron Zeta-5 and guard the outskirts of Pentagram city." "PENTAGRAM CITY! That's like, the second biggest city in hell!" "Yea, and that's why I need you guarding it. Liberty, take a mix of infantry squadron Indigo-10 and Mountaineer squadron Alpha-3 and patrol the mountain ranges of the valley of death." "Cool, not as cool as me tho." Said Liberty as he leaned back in his chair with his feet propped up with his aviators on his eyes. Liberty was the resident sniper and reconnaissance asset on the Firedrakes squad. Wearing his signature aviators and a olive green shemagh. Wearing the UMFs standard fatigues but with his red Multicam shirt on his shoulders with a black undershirt. Has the best eyesight out of the squad hitting a shot from over 1 and a half miles away. He always has a unshakeable ability to be calm laidback and cool all the time, even in direct combat situations. Usually calls himself cool and has every right to do so. "Mako, I want you to take Amphibious warfare squadron Golf-5 and patrol the shores of the beach on boats." "Whatever you say." Mako said in a sarcastic tone. Mako is always in a pissy mood, either from just being mad all the time or always being hung over. Mako is Sabaths little brother and he pays dearly for it, and for that reason is why Centurion knows better than to put them on a mission together. Mako usually wears the UMFs Fatigues but the shirt is either undone or sloppily buttoned up, this time being undone and he has his toned stomach showing. Being the Firedrakes resident radio person, he can give pinpoint air strikes and can guide air support to the enemy with surgical precision. "Lodus, I want you to take infantry squadron Kappa-5 and guard the outskirts of Sin city and whatever you do DONT spend all of your time inside a strip club." "No promises sir." Lodus is the teams resident heavy weapons specialist and Centurion swears that that demon has banged more women than the amount of bullets in his M249. Wearing a black muscle shirt and his red Multicam pants. Lodus always has a blush on his face with heart shaped white pupils. "Alright, Ares Kilo and boar, I want you to... where are they?" "I have no clue, my best guess is that they are down in the loading bay." Said Sicarus. Centurion sighed and pinched his nose, it's not like they needed them anyways. All the areas most prone to attack have been assigned to the others. "It's fine, let's gear up and get evil." Said Centurion.
