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The Silo.

Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 8:24 am
by fate
I’m going to have to do this in parts, due to the fact I have to type one handed. I hope nobody holds that against me.

The following is a recounting of what happened in the Greybeard Complex, leading up to the battle at the Silo with Loki. Shadow and Pendragon feel free to add in anything I miss.

=Classified=

Subject: Official report of destruction of Greybeard main facility.

To: Chief of staff =censored=

• At 0840hrs Zulu time a group of rouge agents commenced hostile actions against the organization know as Project Greybeard.
• These are the events as witnessed by Greybeards weapon expert and master at arms, code name: Godhand.

Official Statement:
“It was early in the morning and I had just gotten done with my advanced hand to hand training. I was walking to the armory to sign out my SIG automag, when suddenly the warning Klaxons started and gun fire erupted everywhere. The armorer tried the ventilate me but I got lucky and was able to crush his trachea before his first shot. I picked up his weapon and drew several others, oh and for the record I still have know idea where those weapons went. Anyway I followed emergency procedures and started making my way towards the Vault. I ran into heavy opposition in corridor H-34 and used up most my ammo, lost my knife and broke my hand before I was able to get clear. After a bit more light opposition I made it to the Vault. Director Fate and Security head Loki wear already there and they where fighting each other. I held my position and tried to assess the situation before acting. Fate was older but the superior hand to hand fighter (20yr Shadow Ops training will do that.) he was using what looked to be a blend of Bagua and Caporia, needless to say Loki didn’t know what to do with himself. I feel Fate could have stopped everything right there…if the psychic dampeners hadn’t failed. I felt them go down, the world around me became…sharper for lack of a better word. My combat abilities seamed to almost double due to all the ambient magic energy. I was about to make my move when Loki unleashed a telekinetic attack and smashed Fate into the opposite wall, over 20ft away. Fate was out; Loki looked to the Vault and said “Finally master, your time has come!” That was all I needed to hear, I knew who the enemy was. I barely brought my weapon to bear, when Loki spun around and dropped low, next thing I know I’m hitting the 18ft high ceiling and then blackness is all I remember. When I came to…it was chaos. There where dead body’s everywhere. The Vault was empty, Fate and Loki where gone and myself and ten other surviers had to answer for it.


Recommendations:
I request that I am allowed to assemble a Shadow Ops team out of the CIA to conduct an immediate search and rescue mission with a side of putting a bullet in Loki’s head.

Supplies Requested:
One Shadow Ops strike team.
3x UH-60 Blackhawk helicopters with whisper mode
Weapons and ammo= Lots of them!


Senior Agent: Godhand
Project Greybeard.
9875-456-45826-0003

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 8:41 am
by Holister
One: Is Loki dead?

Two: Why don't you collaborate your Greybeard efforts with Black Badge to strengthen your current situation.

Three: Fate, maybe its time you retired.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 9:57 am
by Kolya
I know, but I'm not telling.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 11:19 am
by A. Pendragon
Yeah Loki is quite dead. His master ripped most of his body apart and I blew off his head. Then his dimensional rift ( I assume it was a rift), imploded.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 11:23 am
by Holister
Very well done guys. That guy deserved every ounce of pain you were able to inflict upon him. Especially after what he did to Sarah. Thanks for avenging her death as well.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 11:48 am
by Ron Caliburn
So now we need to be rid of Dark Voice and his master.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 12:00 pm
by Holister
I say we send him some free software to try.

Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 12:34 pm
by Ron Caliburn
That may be entertaining . . . but with our luck they'd just adapt what they find to their own purposes.