The Black War Chronicles: Fierce

March 3rd 2034
-spirit
I can still hear the band playing the anthem. The president was celebrating his 60th birthday in nyc foot soldiers had him covered tight. That moment I saw him, that mask, that armour…that frown. It was raven in the crowed, he saw me to, and he knew who I was. I chased him through the crowed shoving people. Then a shot was fired and a scream I looked who it was a Burma terrorist had a bomb on his chest and raven with a pistol. Then he disappeared with a smoke bomb, soldiers yelled out “wait!” but he was gone .I still remember raven and I will never forget…

Fierce

General Eli- “Mr. President I’m glad you’re alright”
President- “Thank you general. I want to know what you have planned for our invasion”
General Eli- “Mr. President with all respected, I don’t think-“
President- “Our nation is crying for war! And who was that man who saved me and hundreds n’ thousands of people?”
General Eli- “We have a plan, but I don’t what to start a war and the man is unknown…ish”
President- “Ok. Do whatever it takes to find this man, give me all the info you can and tell me your plan about Burma—“
General Eli- “Mr. President. I’m calling it operation “skipping stone”. Basically, bombers going back and forth blowing Burma back to the stone age.”
President- “Ok intercept with our British allies for fuel and supplies and I want a team to find this vigilante”
General Eli- “Mr. President?”
President- “This man knew he was going to kill me. God only knows what this man’s next move is…and what he knows.”
Cpt. wyane- “His name is raven Mr. President”
General Eli- “ahh commander wyane, long time .this Mr. president is-“
President- “Oh I know who you are. I remember the face from various operations and medals”
Cpt. wyane- “I think I will handle the Burma military forces alone with my choice of men. And trust me...I will get the job done.”
General Eli- “Hey you can’t just walk in here wyane and tell me what to do—“
President- “How many men?”
Cpt. wyane- “Five men and women, and when I’m done you can nuke the burmies fortresses”

March 31st 2034
General Eli- “These are our best military soldiers, well I personally like Major Brandon he has an excellent record of spying on--”
Cpt. wyane- “Do any of these boys have any experience on battle fields?”
General Eli- “You want to know that? Really”
Cpt. wyane- “Ya I want to know if there from the trenches of Mustafar”
General Eli- “Ahh…no, none of them. Ah-hem except major branden”
Cpt. wyane- “You ever see the devils eyes son?”
“No sir!”
Cpt. wyane- “I’ve made my decision…none of them”
General Eli- “Commander, these are our—“
Cpt. wyane- “Your right general…your best…but not the best…heh-heh-heh”
Cpt. wyane- “Josh fifal, aka ranger. Survival specialist and one Mustafar of a hunter, he hunts lions in Africa so he can have a nice rare on his plate.
General Eli- “But he’s in Africa!”
Cpt. wyane- “Don’t worry, he got the message…”
Ranger- “I’m back baby!”
Cpt. wyane- “Gunner Nolan, aka ghost. Weapons specialist, and wears a titanium fibre ecto skeleton making him verity indestructible. If you want to know one thing about ghost, is that he killed his own brother, Darrel, and he loved the dude…and he doesn’t even know these Burmese.”
General Eli- “Yeah he killed his brother why?”
Cpt. wyane- “He was selling uranium to the afghan years back.”
Ghost- “I know what must be done”
Cpt. wyane- “Vanessa copper, aka dice. Amour specialist and loves to build heavy tanks”
General Eli- “Oh, then ghost and dice must get along just fine…”
Ranger- “… There married…awkward”
Cpt. wyane- “Coralline spear, aka spirit. U.S.A.F captain, May I add she’s considered the best pilot in the world.”
General Eli- “I know, but she’s on vacation from her previous assignment”
Cpt. wyane- “Don’t worry…she flew here by herself an hour ago”
Spirit-“What’s the mission commander wyane.”
Cpt. wyane- “first act of this operation…is to rendezvous with a Burma spy in Britain”
Ghost- “what’s the dudes name cap.”
Cpt. wyane- “…raven. Heh-heh-heh”

April 1st 2034

Snowboarder walks in to Nepal bar, sits down on stool, man turns his head slightly, listens to man’s conversation.
Man 1- this has gone on long enough! Make an example of this bungler! The Counsel demands it!
Man 2-if Tartaren wishes this “Raven” to foul our plans let it be so!
Man 1- this is pathetic! This is a democracy! The counsel rules the army three fold!—
Man 2- and tartaren rules the senate 10 fold!...besides, tartaren is gathering our presence at a British club three days from now. He wants to know how to replenish the trust fund for the—
Snowboarder- gentlemen! Drink?
Man 1- huh! Yes please! You know I’m beginning to like Nepal!
Man 2- were you just snowboarding on mt. Everest son?
Snowboarder- heh, I wish I had the guts! So, you tourists?
Man 1- ya, I’m the c.e.o. of tolblitor Inc.
Man 2- and I am a general of her majesty’s army. So how about you, you traveling with family!
Snowboarder- no. my family died when I was a little boy.
Man 1-…oh…I’m sorry.--
Snowboarder- would you like to know who killed them.
Man 2- excuse me?
Snowboarder- the men who killed them… a c.e.o. of tolblitor Inc., a general of her majesty’s army, and you may have heard of him…tartaren.
Man 1-…well if it isn’t the infamous raven.
Raven- infamy is blasphemy, blasphemy is regret, regret is hatred…and hatred is revenge…
man 2- so the cute birdy is out to sing its last choir.
Raven- cute isn’t the appropriate response, death however…well… appropriate hmm?
Man 1-are you sure you want to play this game?
Raven- I already started.
Beats up man 1 and 2. Henchmen come out. Raven kills henchmen.
Raven- where is he!
man 2- i don't!--
raven punches man 2 in face
man 2- he don't tell people where he goes and come! and nobody going to tell ya!
Raven- he must have friends!
man 2- friends!? have you met this guy!
raven about to punch man 2, then--
man 2- wait! i don't know where hes is ,but i know where hes going! to a British club. 3 days!
raven pulls out gun
man 2- i thought you said if i told you--
Raven shoots man 2,
Raven- this time Tartaren...i'm coming for you!
throws knife at man 1
Raven-check mate

April 2st 2034
Cpt. Wayne- “alright, maggots we just got a transmission from a Tartaren ghost Rebel AKA TTGR. He says he knows were our man is, raven.”
Ranger- “if he is a man…hay I’m just curios ya know!”
Ghost- “god help the man who does know”
Cpt. Wayne-“alright you two shut your flappers! Gazzy, lights”
Gazzy-“whatever quenches your taste boss man”
*Queue Interrogation*
Spirit- “hello, could you tell me your name”
Man- “Brendon Black Ibn-la’Ahad…”
Cpt. Wayne- “pause! Right there see that!”
Ghost-“what?”
Cpt. Wayne- his facial features! It’s all wrong!”
Ranger- “ok know that’s just rude he’s a beautiful Russian”
Cpt. Wayne- “that’s the point. His accent is Russian, but his name isn’t”
Ranger- “so people name their children after other nations culture”
Ghost- “but not Russians, Russians have a weird box around their culture…he must be a phony”
Gazzy-“or even a spy”
Ranger-“ Hold up, take a step back. What if his name means something?”
Cpt. Wayne-“alright lets go with rangers’ idea. Brendon is European…another word for Brendon is bird. Bird black—wait.”
Gazzy- “Bird black, Black bird!”
Ghost- “and what’s another way of saying Black bird!”
Cpt. Wayne-“Raven. But what about his last name? Ibn-la’Ahad?”
Gazzy-“it’s Arab for son of none…Assassins creed…no…Play”
Ghost-"British Spy huh"
Cpt. Wayne-"alright, lets go"