Riptide [Closed]

[Aegia-]

As the Trinity breached the smoke, she realized her predicament: The blast door was closing faster than she could run. At this rate she wouldn't make it inside the facility. She had no clue if there were an alternative entrance or not, and wasn't about to be locked out. She activated her Silva and Aegis, throwing the shield and watching it spin through the air until it became lodged between the door and the ground, keeping the blast door from shutting for slightly longer. She could hear the shield protesting in return, the creaking and groaning of the metal as it held the door open.

 

Mother sprinted as fast as she could to the door and slid under, feeling the sides of her helmet scrape between the door and the ground. Upon reaching back for the shield, it finally collapsed under the immense force of the hydraulics, in turn crushing her arm -up to the elbow- underneath it, along with her shield. It took her brain a moment to realize how much pain she was actually in, biting back a yell, she seethed through her teeth as she desperately tried to free herself from her entrapment. Biting back her yells and pantign heavily, she could not find the strength to free her arm from under the door.

Edited September 21, 2014 by Starnsy_Warnsy

[CupcakeBomber]

The pain in Loke's face was going to have to move aside, because now he had to deal with the pain in his leg as well. It was excruciating, even if his half-depleted shields had taken the brunt of the shot before giving out. The round had still managed to embed itself into his armor with enough force that Loke was pretty sure his leg was broken. He tried to stand up and confirm this. Yes, definitely broken, the colorful spots in his vision made it as painfully clear as the, well, pain in his leg dropped him back onto the ground. Trying not to scream too loudly after that small ordeal, Loke pulled the Orthos Prime off of his back and attempted to prop himself up on it. Apart from the sharp blades on either end, it made for a pretty convenient crutch. After a few experimental hops, he started to slowly move himself along. If there were any Grineer still out on the battlefield, Loke would have easily been killed as he hobbled towards where the other Tenno had run to. It was going to be slow going from here, he hoped he could catch up without putting himself in danger again.

 

Jumping out of that sniping post had to be one of the stupidest things Loke had ever done, he would have to find some way to blame it on Vladimir.

Edited September 21, 2014 by CupcakeBomber

[DoubleDamages]

Trahk stood there, silently, a few meters away from the closed blast door. His two cybernetics eyes staring intensly at the helpess Tenno, which arm got stuck beetween the two panels of the enormous acces of the facility. He wasn't the only one there, a few other soldiers had stop their cours and were staring at the Tenno too, there were mostly lancers in the 'assembly'. The heavy augmented Grineer stood still for a couple of seconds, weapon's down, before his body started shaking slitghtly.

 

A small grunting sound came from his mouth, before a maniacal smile spread slowly across his ravaged face. He turned his back on the trapped Tenno, and opened his arms widly, now facing his fellow clones. He started talking loudly with his dinstinc Grineer accent: "Comrades, this is our chance! Our chance to take revenge on thoses Tennos scums! Our chance to avenge our brothers and sisters! Kill it, destroy it, FOR THE QUEENS!"

Then, Trahk turned once more to face the Tenno and talked in the old Oroking era language, with a few diificulties:

"Tenno... Your... Death... Is... Here."

 

The heavy Grineer finally turned back and started walking away from the stucked Tenno, while his fellow soldiers were walking in the opposite direction, weapon ready and already aimed at the Warframe. Within a few seconds, Trahk's body dissapear through the flow of soldiers which were advancing forward, definitely ready to avenge their brothers.

Edited September 21, 2014 by Trollswords

[Owlrrex]

With the last Grineer in her sight, on the platform where the Araknis had been battled, dissipating in orange particles and covering the battered Valkyr-warframe, there was an eerie silence hovering above the scene. Valkyr, covered in the remains of all the Grineer and machine-parts she had engaged in the last minutes that nothing of the jungle-camouflage she improvised at the mission's beginning was left, looked around to check for her comrades, while breathing heavily, her figure's glow fading. The closing front-gate gave her no worries - finding another way inside would take time, but put the grineer back into the position of not knowing where they would enter - so after all, they helped the Tenno by cutting of the obvious path. Rather shocked, she saw the flaming shield of Trinity just disappearing in the slit below the gate as it closed.

"Have you never heard of 'tactical advance'? Going off solo will get you killed!" she rages into the commlink, short but intense, and murmured just as she closed her transmission to not block the call for hopefully constructive contributions of her squadmembers: "Won't be saving sh*t of their skin..."

 

With the helldrums of battle gone, Valkyr began to feel the pounding of her own pulse in her wounds. Countless bruises, where no shot managed to penetrate the armor and factly wound her, but all the impacts took their toll in their sheer number. She knew, tomorrow her skin would look as if she had been trampled. Nothing she had to worry about now. The mission comes first - and she has the feeling some of her teammates will make it quite difficult to pull this through like the smooth professional she was.

"If anyone of you thinks about telling me to grind that gate down: Screw you. First that's far not fast enough, second I could not guarantee sucess, third I could even less guarantee I'll keep differentiating you from the grineer. Get into cover if the snipers come back, then I'll have my cephalon check if there are other exits visible by the distribution of radio, you search for a second way in close by, if noone has a better idea." Still adrenalized by the battle and her mood generally not the best, she's snarling rather unfriendly, but no matter tries her best and just now orders her Liset's AI to evaluate the data it should have collected from its hideout to find what she explained and moves accordingly to her words, taking cover close to the grineer-bastion's walls and entry.

[Aegia-]

Trahk stood there, silently, a few meters away from the closed blast door. His two cybernetics eyes staring intensly at the helpess Tenno, which arm got stuck beetween the two panels of the enormous acces of the facility. He wasn't the only one there, a few other soldiers had stop their cours and were staring at the Tenno too, there were mostly lancers in the 'assembly'. The heavy augmented Grineer stood still for a couple of seconds, weapon's down, before his body started shaking slitghtly.

 

A small grunting sound came from his mouth, before a maniacal smile spread slowly across his ravaged face. He turned his back on the trapped Tenno, and opened his arms widly, now facing his fellow clones. He started talking loudly with his dinstinc Grineer accent: "Comrades, this is our chance! Our chance to take revenge on thoses Tennos scums! Our chance to avenge our brothers and sisters! Kill it, destroy it, FOR THE QUEENS!"

Then, Trahk turned once more to face the Tenno and talked in the old Oroking era language, with a few diificulties:

"Tenno... Your... Death... Is... Here."

 

The heavy Grineer finally turned back and started walking away from the stucked Tenno, while his fellow soldiers were walking in the opposite direction, weapon ready and already aimed at the Warframe. Within a few seconds, Trahk's body dissapear through the flow of soldiers which were advancing forward, definitely ready to avenge their brothers.

 

The Trinity gritted her teeth inside her helmet, unable to use her enhanced Tenno mobility to escape this situation. As she could only listen to the elite lancer make his speech to his fellow clones. As he did this, she was running through a plan in her head in the brief few seconds she had been given. 'Soma...? Soma's loaded... Ah... Fffffah this hurts. Alright. Right arm is fully functional... Hikou... I've got a couple hundred left...' She glanced around her. The small blade of the Silva and Aegis combo was lying just beside her, apparently it had been knocked loose by the sudden stop of her slide.

 

'Gaah what else what else... Energy reserves... Not exactly topped up, but... Enough for... Something at least.'

 

"Tenno... Your... Death... Is.... Here."

 

Mother watched him disappear in the waves of lancers filing towards her, ready to use her as impromptu target practice. As a single grineer in the front raised his hand and lowered it, signaling to open fire, the Trinity waited until the last second, activating a Link and watchign three beams of energy emanate from her and connect to three Grineer in the crowd. Hopefully they wouldn't notice they were thinning their own numbers as they fired, at least not immediately.

 

She could feel each of the bullets hitting her, although the Link dulled the impact at least a bit. She didn't hae time to watch and see if her plan was working or not, she was too busy reaching for the Soma on her back. Upon pulling it out, she began to take aim. The recoil would be a pain to work with, but she had to if she had even a chance of making it out of this alive. Aiming into the crowd of Grineer, and trying to compensate with her blurred vision and constant hits from their bullets, she fired, just barely tapping the trigger  to conserve her ammo. Another shot, another down, the bullets punching straight through their helmets. This carried on until she had run out of ammo, her Link having worn off long ago and her shields and armor taking the full brunt of the bullets.

 

Glancing at her reserves, they were low, too low for an Energy Vampire. But just enough for a Well of Life. She decided to save that for when she needed it. 'F*$#ing hell how many of you are there?!' She reached down to her thigh, sliding her hand up the holster for her throwing stars and gathering a few into her right hand, taking aim and loosing a flurry of them upon the crowd like an incredibly pointy shotgun, some missing, some hitting their mark and downing a few Grineer soldiers. She realized as they kept filing out of the area in front of her that they were nigh infinite, and this wouldn't end well for her.

 

Her eyes were drawn to the glinting blade of the Silva next to her, and she closed her eyes, thinking for a moment, before deciding that this was the only course of action that would end with her alive. She used the last of her energy to activate a Well of Life on one of the Grineer, tossing her last hand of Hikou at him, watching her shields and energy go up with each hit. Upon running out, she grabbed the blade of the Silva, watching the red energy activate upon her contact with it. She placed the blade above the rest of her left forearm that she could see and clenched her teeth, forcing the blade down with all her might.

 

One could hear a near-earsplitting cry of intense pain through the comms if they were still listening in.

[Psychotoxin]

Klara had retreated to an empty room near the blast door. She could see Trahk Giving the speech and the grineer shouting in approval. She would have joined in in eliminating the Tenno, but her hand wasa clearly damaged more than it seemed at first. It didn`t want to bend smoothly, at was slow at responding. Klara removed the plate covering her mechanical elbow, and inspected the connections. Sure enough the wiring was damaged, and the servos battered. There was gunfire, that sounded nothing like the Grakatas of her fellow Lancers.

 

"Damn. Got to get to the med bay..." She muttered, and went to the door. The gunfire had died down. As she went up to the door-way, a blade shot past her face. Klara recoiled, and waited for a moment. Then she decided what to do. she pulled out the blade from the wall, and tossed it at the lamp, breaking it. The section of the tunnel was bathed in darkness, but a green light shone from the entrance. Klara didn`t pay attention to that, but picked up the other star-shaped blades that she noticed gleaming in the green light, and ran through the corridors, breaking any lamps along the way. This would serve to her advantage.

 

Soon she was in the med-bay, and went straight up to the doctor. "Where`s your repair kit? My arm`s been damaged, and I need to fix it."

 

The medic pointed at the wall, and tried to suggest that Klara let technicians handle it, but the Ballista only looked at him with a scowl and started repairing her arm on her own.

[DoubleDamages]

Trahk walked for a few minute withint the corridors of the facility, before earing the first gunshots. As he thought, they were not sounding like grakatas rifles, at all, but at least they will slow them down for a good moment. Maybe enough so he could finally understand what's going on in this base. Now he was sure it was not ordinary facility, there was something more, something important. The Generals wouldn't have deployed an experimental weapon to protect an outpost, that's for sure.

As Trahk walked down the dark corridors, his cybernetics eyes automatically adjust the brightness of his vision, so that he could fight and react with a perfect eyesight, acording to the actual condition. The heavy augmentend Grineer knew exactly where he was going, the Medical bay.

 

Upon arriving, the door openend to a bright room, standard typical medical bay, full of replacements aumgentics, reparation sytems and first aids medical tools. A tall and slender Grineer clone, encladed in a grineer-ish labcoat, was standing near an orange console panel, typing on severals buttons with his long-augmented fingers, which were given to any medical clones, in order to grab and manipulate tools and subjetcs more easilly. The Medicae turned to the new arrival, showing the upper part of his face, the lower one being covered with some kind of gasmask, connected to his hips trough a small cable which one was connected to a small canister. The medical clone started speaking through his gasmask, giving him a cavernous and sinister voice: "Another one? ... Mind stating your identity and giving out your ID?"

 

Trahk grunted loudly, slinging his weapon on the lower back of his armor, conecting the main body of his Karak rifle with some kind of magnetised system. He proceed to give out his identification before turning to the odd Balista which was reapairing her own prostesis arm. She looked like any normal female clone, arms and legs being replaced by Grineer manufactured augmentics, but she was wearing a strange armor. Combining elements from the standard ballista and Scorpion armor, including other elements Trahk never saw before.

The Grineer walked towards her and stoped one meter away from her, she was resting her arm against an operation table, reparing it by herself with a few tools she seemed to have gathered within the medbay.

 

"So, we finally meet?" Trahk said in his distinct voice. He stood there, waiting for her to respond.

[Psychotoxin]

Klara was soldering the wires in her arm, when the Lancer approached her. This Lancer though seemed different than others. He was more augmented than your run-of-the-mill Lancer. Probably had survived many fights and earned the privilege of not being disposed of.

 

"Looks like it." Klara answered to his question, picking up a miniature hydraulic hammer. She then proceeded to straighten out the bent metal, and then reattached the slightly damaged plate on her elbow, and tested her arm out. At first it was slow and rather unresponsive, but after a moment, it kicked it, and moved fluidly.

 

"Ah... Much better..." Klara muttered and looked at the Lancer. "So... Anything you wanted to ask me?"

[Verdha603]

The sound of Mother's scream of pain yanked Geoffrey away from firing into the Arachnis, automatically rolling away before dashing for the complex. Noting that the main doors were closed, he spied a nearby alternative.

 

The Frost tore across the open ground quickly for a slower frame like him, jumping and grabbing a ledge before climbing over the railing and landing on the floor above the doors, tearing his away across a shorter distance before finding his prize; an air vent large enough for him to squeeze inside. With a Freeze attack and the butt of his Karak, the Frost proceeded to climb in and see if he could assist his teammate and hopefully stop her from suffering an even worse fate than amputation. 

[Aegia-]

The Trinity snapped out of her shock for a moment and wondered why she suddenly could no longer feel her left arm. Upon looking down at it, she remembered. 'Oh... Right. I did that.' She noticed that the Grineer had stopped firing for a second, most likely because they had not expected her to cut off her own arm. She decided to use this opportunity to start running. Where she would go, she had no clue. She made sure to pick up her Soma and sling it across her back, taking the Silva and strapping it to her waist. She glanced to the now empty bar of energy on her HUD, which was now glitching out and flashing red. She sighed. 'Of course that would be too easy to have energy.'

 

She staggered to her feet from her kneeling state, glancing around. It appeared her only course of action would be to go straight through the crowd of Grineer. Besides, adrenaline can get you pretty far, right?

 

Wrong. That is an incredibly stupid idea and she knew it. Upon further inspection, she spotted a nearby alcove and dove into it. At least it would give her enough cover to reload, which she did with some difficulty, dropping the large magazine of the Soma once before finally managing to get it into place. She heard the telltale sound of gunfire at her location and spoke through the comms. She could see on the minimap in the corner of her HUD that Geoffrey was the closest, so she opened a direct line to him instead. "Geoffrey I'm in a bit of a pinch here... If you could get to my level and assist, that'd be greatly appreciated..."

[BladeAngel]

Ari gritted her teeth against the shrieks of pain, she could hardly tell which were Tenno or Grineer in origin at this point. The ARAKNIS had become a catastrophic lumbering fireball of roiling smoke and gushing fluids. Her teammates had done considerable damage to the war machine, and were holding their own while she continued to rain down liquid destruction as best she could. The surrounding swamplands were doing well to fuel her water-based abilities, but at best she would only do minimal damage overall. Her goal was to keep the troops pinned down.

 

Unfortunately, the sheer numbers of their enemy were starting to take their toll, and a few of her brethren were sustaining rather grave injuries. She wasn't entirely sure Keitel would last through the next five minutes, much less through the rest of the mission. Something had to be done to drive the Grineer back-

 

An ear-splitting grinding of metal shattered her concentration, her hovering orb of fluid ammo losing cohesion and falling like a heavy rain across the scarred battlefield. The ARAKNIS was still mobile! How in the seven hells was that possible? Red warning lights flared like bonfires in the gathering evening gloom, their stark glow pulsing to the rhythm of equally jarring alarms. Ari had been to Earth often enough to hazard a guess as to what those were: evacuation alerts, which often came right before a self-destruct sequence. Apparently the possibility of killing seven Tenno was enough cause to risk laying waste to a good portion of the southern end of the compound.

 

Without any time to think as the stumbling time bomb lumbered closer to her companions, the Hydroid took a steadying breath and reached both hands forward like claws in the direction of the battle vehicle. Her HUD gave a small affirmative chime as the entirety of her remaining energy reserves was drained, followed by a persistent warning notification as her shields followed suit. She was completely unprotected, but now the Tenno hoped against hope she had the power she required.

 

With a firm cry of effort, her warframe blazed with power as massive tentacles of tempestuous water erupted from the soggy ground and a deep rumbling roar emanated through the earth. The whip-like appendages snaked forward to wrap around each of the ARAKNIS's limbs, coiling tightly enough to cause the armor to groan in protest as they started to pull backward with extreme force. There was a moment of completely stalled movement, then the behemoth slowly began to slide backward through the slick black mud. It was working!

 

The few Grineer remaining near her location saw her course of action and opened fire, the bullets that did make contact pummeling into her armor without any resistance from her depleted shields. Ari knew her suit's integrity wouldn't last long under sustained assault, but she had to take care of the biggest problem or she was dead anyway, along with likely everyone in the vicinity. As the captive Grineer contraption drew ever closer, she mentally prepared herself for the next step: containing the explosion.

 

The tentacles coiled more and more tightly about the machine as they swelled with water, slowly forming a massive orb to envelop the doomed platform. Her efforts wouldn't stop the entirety of the destruction, they couldn't, but it was her hope that they would stem the self-destruct enough so that they could survive. Behind her helmet, the woman allowed herself a small smile. She would last long enough to see this through...

 

A salvo of bullets from the underbrush to her left screamed through the air, ripping wide holes into Ari's warframe and completely shearing her left leg off at the hip. Completely in shock, the Tenno fell numbly into the squalor as she desperately fought to hold the ARAKNIS's watery tomb intact. From the dewy fronds emerged a camouflaged heavy gunner, her exosuit's optics gleaming a burning orange as she stepped into view with a small squadron of various Grineer troops behind her. Smoke still steaming from the red-hot barrel of her Gorgon machine gun, the soldier gave a guttural, broken laugh.

 

"This one... So foolish..." she rasped. "None... can stop... the Grineer!"

 

As the tall female hefted her massive weapon to take aim at Ari's prone form, a small comm notification blinked to life in the fallen warrior's shattered and failing HUD.

 

"What? How can you be here?" she managed to gasp into the open channel, her voice wracked with heavy coughs that she was quite sure were full of blood.

 

There was a long period of silence. So long, in fact, that Ari was sure she must have imagined all of it in the encroaching throes of her certain death. Still she hung on, until a calm voice rang clearly through the line.

 

"Be ready."

 

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Far above the carnage in the lower stratosphere, a gleaming white and golden craft split the dusky sky in twain with engines opened to a full burn. Friction coated the armored surface in a halo of streaming flame, but the ship fell undeterred at extreme speed.

 

Target locked, vectors calculated and corrected for current velocity.

 

"Maintain trajectory, release in ten seconds."

 

The tranquil, commanding voice was the same that had run through Ari's helmet.

 

Confirmed. Overcharge channeling initiated. Commencing in nine... eight...

 

Behind a layout of strange Orokin symbols and readings, pale grey eyes closed in relaxed preparation. As the mechanized voice called "one," there was an extreme acceleration and force applied to the operator's suit as it was launched directly at the struggling ARAKNIS below. Flames now tore at the unprotected pilot's armor, causing an effect not unlike a ballistic falling star that caught even the attention of the heavy gunner's squad. The captain herself paused, finger on trigger to watch the approaching man-sized missile.

 

Utilizing every ounce of the supercharge received from the keening liset peeling away above, the operator drew a long and shining blade from a sheath at its hip, the arm straining against the inconceivable G-forces acting against it. There was a resonating impact as the blazing projectile made contact with Ari's water prison... and clove through it. It didn't stop when it reached the ARAKNIS, either. Like a blinding event horizon against which everything parted, the assailant's blade pierced the titanic war machine until it broke through the underside, slamming against the swampy ground with a collision and accompanying dispersion of golden energy that knocked Ari's attackers cleanly off their feet. 

 

As the figure slowly rose and gained its footing, the battle walker above it began to drift into two distinct pieces, revealing an angrily-flashing reactor in the very core of the beast.

 

"Now," the even and unhurried voice commanded Ari, as though it was completely confident that the Hydroid knew what she had to do.

 

With her vision fading, her limbs feeling as though they each weighed a ton, the Tenno was able to manifest one more tentacle within the water orb. It coiled around the collapsing reactor, lifting it high and launching it far over the trees. An instant later an explosion, so powerful that entire groves were ripped completely into the air by the shockwave, burned over the horizon like a new sun. In the hellish light, the heavy gunner scrambled to her feet to behold the aurous form of an Excalibur Prime sheathing its blade.

 

Without a word, the frame nodded its head at its fallen companion, launching off toward the Grineer base at an impressive pace as Ari's slayers gathered around her. Now only able to see through pinpricks of grey, the woman realized she was staring straight down the bore of her killer's Gorgon.

 

"A nice trophy... you will make..." the gunner hissed with finality.

 

A single, final shot rang through the night.

Edited September 25, 2014 by BladeAngel

[CupcakeBomber]

It was a very long hobble, and the scorching pain coursing through Loke's leg was making it no more fun. He could have sworn the field they had all been fighting on wasn't this large before. Then again, he was the quickest member of the team reduced to a crawling pace, it definitely seemed smaller sprinting across it. All the action was taking place inside that Grineer bunker, and Loke was missing out on all of it. He quickened his pace as best he could, and hopped ridiculously towards the gleaming dark metal that was the Grineer bunker.

 

Finally, that blast door was within reach. It was also closed and locked. Attentive as almost always, Loke looked around for anything that might aid him to get in. There was a small bloodstain in the corner of the door, somebody probably didn't make it all the way inside. Wait a minute, there was an arm too. With a closer inspection, there was no doubt that this arm belonged to one of his squad's warframes. Wow, they were losing a lot of limbs in this fight. He grimly made note of this discovery, and kept looking around.

 

About 20 meters from the blast door, Loke found his entrance. It was high up and not exactly your traditional doorway, but that was because it was an air duct. Air ducts are not meant for any logical people to travel through, but Loke was no logical person. He got ready to run up the wall and grab onto the vent's outer lip before remembering that his leg was still broken and crashing into the ground. He was really getting tired of this, it looked like he'd have to use up even more of his energy to get inside this lousy bunker. Oh well, you gotta do what you gotta do. Feeling his arm relax as the energy flowed through his fingertips, Loke spawned a holographic copy of himself up at the lip of the air duct. Then, he flexed his fingers back into a fist and pulled himself towards the location of his new clone. The clone followed suit, moving almost instantaneously to the spot where the real Loke had just been. Switch teleporting with a decoy wasn't something Loke wanted to have to rely on, but it certainly worked in a pinch like this. The only problem to face now, he thought while he dragged himself through the tunneling air shafts, was how he'd find the others. He considered the comms, but he'd never gotten the correct relay on account of first not reading the mission instructions, and secondly being interrupted by a giant mechanical behemoth. He was going to have to ask immediately for that relay signal as soon as he found a teammate.

 

A few minutes of trudging through this shaft, and Loke was getting cold. He knew this was an air shaft, but surely the bunker didn't need this intense of air conditioning, right? Then a thought hit Loke's head as he nearly slipped on a small patch of ice. Had Geoffrey come through here too? Could he still be in these tunnels? Loke kneeled down a bit, resting his weight on his currently better knee, and tapped his Orthos Prime against the wall of the air shaft a couple times to try and ring out a subtle message. If that Frost was still nearby, he really could use his help sometime soon.

[DoubleDamages]

Trahk stared intensly at the female clone's eyes for a few, deeply orange and surrounded by a fading black color and dark circles under it. The heavy augmented Grineer grunted loudly, looked behind his shoulder, the Medicae was at the opposite side of the room, working on a repairation system in silence.

Trahk turned his look back to the Ballista once more and asked: "You are not wearing the standard Ballista armor, this means you are no regular soldier ..."

 

Of course she was not, her aiming skills on the battlefield were far more greater then the others ballistas which were around. And being able to acces the comlink channel of an Elite soldier like him, means she is herself, considered as an higer ranked soldier then most of their fellow clones Inside the facility. But, why did she was sent here in the first place?

The same question Trahk asked himself since he placed his feets into Earth's ground, a few months ago.

The grineer asked another question: "Then, why are you here?"

 

It was at this moment, that a loud explosion could be heard from within the bunker's wall. Trahk looked around, a smile drawing itself on his remaing lips. The ARAKNIS had probably made his work, the fusion-core of the prototype weapon was automatically programmed to overload if the main systems were too damaged. The explosion would have probably wiped out the whole area outside, probably killing all the Tennos. Probably, was the word, because you can never be sure with them.

 

 

[Verdha603]

Geoffrey moved amongst the air shafts with a sharp degree of precision, the Frost resisting the urge to dive into the base of Grineer and make them pay for their sins, his Karak loaded and ready to rip into its former masters.

 

He immediately came to a stop though when he heard chatter on the comms. Catching Mother's request first, he was about to respond when he heard even worse news. Hearing of Ari's deaths over the comms, and seeing her blip on his radar go out, he ignored the new blip coming up and focused on the one person he could immediately help; Mother.

 

Finding an exit into a room below, the heavy frame landed almost like a cat, his body landing on a Grineer lancer and the rounds spewing out of his rifle downing the other two in one chattery burst.

 

Closing in on the Trinity's location, he immediately got his head out of mourning the Hydroid's death and focused on the other major wounded case, however, his demeanor got more formal as he tried to maintain composure,

 

"Trinity, this is Frost. I would like a sitrep on your current status, as well as the current threat level your in. I'm closing in on your location right now, and if my radar is correct Loke is somewhere nearby."

 

Patching into Loke's frequency, he dropped a marker at the exit vent for him to go to as he recognized that once he found Mother he would also have to open the blast doors to allow the other Tenno access.

 

Reaching the room his radar said Mother was in, he let it slide open and kept his rifle raised, ready to kill any Grineer within with prejudice as he swept it clean.

 

Finding Mother after making sure the room was clear, casted freeze on her stump of an arm, noting the ice would dull the eventual pain afterwards, and would also keep her from bleeding out, at least temporarily.

 

Making sure the coast was clear, he told the Trinity to keep an eye out for Loke as he made his way to the blast door control console and got to work decryting it, intentionally making it more complicated a code to decrypt in order to only open the doors slightly, as a way to control access in and out of the building and to keep any Grineer outside from coming in en masse. His fan on his head thrummed angrily above him as he thought of what he was going to do to the Grineer outside once he had everyone accounted for. Even with their team lead down, he didn't intend on just having the team fall apart.

[Psychotoxin]

"True enough, this is not standard armor, and I am no standard Ballista. I was sent here to get accustomed to my new prosthetic legs, but apparently this place holds a secret that we should protect. There is no other reason for the Tenno to be here." Klara said as she reloaded her Vulkar.

 

"But I think a few of them might be inside with us. That means we should find either a defensible spot, or the intrude-..." She stopped as the alarm lights stopped blinking, and a grating sound could be heard in the distance. Someone was opening the blast doors. Klara ran out of the med-bay, and looked towards the exit. A few Lancers ran out from the hallway a bit further away, and she decided to go down that way. In the hallways she was rather useless, unless it was a long stretch.

 

The hallway that she decided to pick led to a staircase, that went down into darkness. She headed down and after a moment came into a wide room, that held some sort of water-craft in a large pool of murky, but blue-ish water. There were lights along the pool, and Klara's optic sensors allowed her to see that the room could be illuminated quite brightly, but she would have her advantage in the almost pitch black darkness that covered the room now. She knew that most Lancers had at least minor optical augmentations, so she tore off the light-switch, and found a spot where she could observe the stair-case while remaining in cover.

[Blackout751]

He was running before he knew it, heading straight for Ari while his armour glowed red with the inferno from the sky. Fangs out, he kept going despite the jarring pain in his chest every time he made a step that whispered for him to stop.

 

Still nothing did, and the moment he got into the 50 metre range he teleported to the Gunner's entourage. With far more force than was necessary, he buried a blade into a neck before spinning to the side of the other, almost entirely severing the first's head, and with a flick stabbed both into the trooper's eyeholes - he twisted them, forcing the blades further in until the soldier was on his knees before dragging them out and turning to face the others whom he punctured the throats of with two well-aimed shurikens.

 

Facing the Gunner with red light glinting from his warframe, spattered with the blood of others and wielding two blades still dripping red, he silently stared for a second before dragging one of the blades across the mouthpiece of his helmet in a bloody smile and whispering one word loud enough for her to hear.

 

"Murderer."

[DoubleDamages]

Trahk grunted loudly as the Ballista run outside the medbay without looking back once. The heavy augmented Grineer Grabbed his Karak rifle, and loaded a new fresh clip, the he quietly proceed to leave the meadbay but he stoped in front of the door. He looked back to the Medicae clone and warned him: "You better close and lock this door."

 

Then, he proceed outside, as the door behind him closed loudly, red flashing lights turning on, hilighting his war-torn armor in a dark and sinister way. Multiples gunshots could be heard down the corridors around, it definetly seems they managed to survive the explosion of the ARAKNIS fusion-core, these Tennos were thougher then they seemed.

The heavy Grineer started running down the bunker's corridors, like a cylinder, each wall was covered with numerous cables and others small systems there and here. Trahk was following a small group of lancers, when he noticed a staircase in a nearby corridor, he lef the small squad of Grineers and went down the dark pit. His cybernetics eyes automatically adjusting his vision so he could see perfectly in the dark. He raised his Karak raifle and walked down slowly, ready to fight if he had too.

 

But he wouldn't have to fight, not directly at least. The heavy augmented Grineer arrived in a wide room, a large murky but clear water pool was in the middle, water being lighten by flares and others systems under the water. Some kind of medium ship was floating in the water, in the middle, two lard mechanicals arms were  preventing the small from moving or sinking maybe. There was not much in this room, a few crates and containers here and here, but nothing enough to make a good barricade or cover.

That's when his augmented eyes detected a small light fluctuation while the Grineer was looking around. He stare at the anomaly for a few seconds before opening his comlink: "I know where you are, do you see any good positions from where you are?"

[Owlrrex]

Valkyr had taken cover near the outside of the blastdoor. What first seemed like a good spot to gather the Tenno-Squad and then proceed inside in the quick and precise manner they had lacked since the appearance of the Araknis, turned out to be the most unforunate spot for her at all. Mother's scream had echoed through comm and dampened through the door as she had to cut herself out of the situation her brash charge had brought her in, making Valkyr grit her teeth to not let that sound shake her bones too much and make her do something... stupid.

But then, also, Valkyr found herself on the opposite side of Ari when the warmachine thought deactivated relaunched for a final assault, and with the Hydroid's quick and extreme measure, there wasn't even time for her to consider a pincer-attack. There was nothing much to do than watch, and cower behind the cover in the last moment while every last grineer probably got eradicated by the explosion.

 

As Valkyr looked up again, water and flames alike had ceased to spray the field, just occasional tiny metal-scraps raining from the sky. To see a Tenno still stand on the field was no surprise to her - though, it became one, as the shape turned out not to be a hydroid, and Ari's lifesignal vanished. Another roar inside Valkyr answered the imaginative sound of death's scythe reaping the ranks of the Tenno.

"I will rip apart every nail of this base." Valkyr swore through clenched teeth, grabbing her Vectis to calm herself and putting it to her shoulder as she rose from cover, though the muzzle pointed at the ground, since she by now could make out the newly-appeared warframe.

As if their position had not been complicated enough. Valkyr's head raced with thoughts how to bring this mission back under control, with several wounded Tenno inside the base, and some outside, herself with her light wounds being probably in one of the best shapes by now. She decided to just take the rough apporach, and made a general call on a local Tenno-Frequency:

"All Tenno in the area, Valkyr speaking. Link in on my freq, the time of heroicly dumb solo-actions ends now. Forces inside the base, gather in a easy to defend spot hidden and tend your wounds. Forces on the outside, gather at my location, take cover from snipers from direction 'base'." Maybe her authority would be questioned. Maybe in a few minutes this would seem to be the dumbest thing she could have done. But if she did not want to end like Mother, Keitel or, worse, Ari, she mustn't go out alone. The strength of the Tenno were their complementing strengths, not their ability to act alone trying to trump over the others. And so, restoring order and a plan was the only thing left to do for her. Her. The brainless berserker. What an irony.

[Psychotoxin]

Klara waited patiently. There were footsteps on the staircase, and she prepared herself. But it was that Grineer Veteran, Trahk. She observed him for a moment, and thought quietly what exactly was he looking for.

 

"I know where you are, do you see any good positions from where you are?" he asked her through the comlink.

 

Klara winced and observed the surroundings. After a moment she said:"You could stack those crates to the left. Create an ambush point. Though we might need more people here, if the Tenno do reach us."

 

"If..." She thought, and hoped that it would not come to that.

[DoubleDamages]

Trahk acknowleged wih a slight sign with his head, before he moved to the left of the room, down where containers and crates were stored. The room was pretty big, enough for a small squad to take cover inside and protect the multiples entrances. Speaking of wich, the staircase seemed to be a maintenance one, used by engineers or during evacuation procedures. There was a few maintenance shafts here and here, but not they were sealed and definetly not big enough for a Tenno or even a Grineer to squeeze through. And there was a standard door, which was also locked, probably because of the automatic system's emergency procedures.

 

The heavy augmented Grineer looked around for a few seconds, there was a few crates that he could move. But if the Tenno were already Inside, he would have to move quickly to create a makeshift barricade and that would take time, even for him. Trahk grunted slitghly, as he always do, and sling his rifle on his back, before opening his comlink channels inside his helmet. He activated a security protocol to prevent the Tenno from locating the source signal, then he started speaking.

"This is Trahk Deran, ID:S33/FS/7854. Requesting reinforcements at target location, uploading now, Over."

 

If a small squad could receive the message, they'll have to join up with Trahk and the female clone. Maybe they"ll be able to push back the Tenno if they ever managed to get this deep within the facility.

Trahk closed his comlink channel, to prevent the Tenno from detecting his signal, before he walked over to inspect what seems to be some kind of submarine or aquatic-craft.

It looked like some kind of transport vessel, as Trahk approached the back of the vehicule, a small door opened to the side, revealing a small acces point, probably for the pilot. The Grineer slowly approached the entry, weapon ready and aimed at it. While he was at the right angle, the entry revealed a two seated piloting system, one chair on the lower deck and another one in the upper deck.

 

Trahk never saw anything like that, and hasn't received any piloting training at all. And this water-craft could be their only retreat option ...

[Achaix]

Facing the Gunner with red light glinting from his warframe, spattered with the blood of others and wielding two blades still dripping red, he silently stared for a second before dragging one of the blades across the mouthpiece of his helmet in a bloody smile and whispering one word loud enough for her to hear.

 

"Murderer."

High above, there was an argument.

"Kre, listen to me." The worlds-weary Loki sighed, strapping his stilletos to his thighs and tightening the bandana around his head. "I really don't give two sh!ts about her being there, and it sure as hell won't change our reward. Just... stay here, keep me updated, and don't follow me."

His alien partner scowled - but then again, he was born with that signature scowl.

"... Alright. Be safe, be invisible, be unstoppable." Slowly, the insectoid gave the Tenno a thumbs-up. "Show them who the Forest Tornado really is."

"Yessir." Alain Esperanza saluted with a darish grin and jumped from the small ship's hangar to the jungles below.

His helmet locking into place and pressurized, he let loose a small laugh.

Hmmm... let's land on that ugly motherfu-

Impact.

[Achaix]

Tornado? Can you hear me? Tornado? Tornadoooooo!

Edited October 1, 2014 by Achaix

[BladeAngel]

As the Excalibur ran, various golden symbols streamed across its HUD until a quick gleam of green and a pleasing chime indicated that it had tapped into the nearby Tenno's comm channel. Just in time too, as it seemed a Valkyr user was doing her utmost to rally the remaining members before making a joint push into the base. It seemed odd, almost as though the call was sent in response to dire straits. Had Ari been the leader of this incursion?

Without a further thought to that unfortunate circumstance, the ashen form coiled and vaulted into an airborne somersault, easily clearing a burst of fire from a zealous trooper's grakata before slamming a reinforced heel into the surprised assailant's facemask. The lighter armor crumpled inward, causing what must have been crippling pain as shards of ferrite pierced the clone's skin in countless places. Excalibur didn't lose any momentum, rolling forward after the kick and resuming its all-out sprint toward the base and the location of the Valkyr. If the Tenno were to gather- a butcher in the way was cleaved in twain and hardly spared a second glance- that would be a good place to be.

Back on the battlefield, the heavy gunner watched in a mixture of grim amusement and battle lust as the Ash wielder decimated most of her squadron in seconds. Their cowardly blood ran as crimson tears down his eye-catching armor, and whomever was inside lashed out with a title that delighted the Grineer: "Murderer."

"Yes.... yes!" she responded enthusiastically, her prosthetic hand waving emphatically at the corpse of the Tenno she had just perforated. "See... what I have done!"

Before she could say anything further, warnings blared in her helmet about imminent impact.

Wham.

Something hit the gunner's shoulders hard, and without thinking the clone engaged her jump jets that she normally used to further stabilize the recoil her armament produced. In less than a second, she had created sizable distance between herself and what appeared to now be two Tenno. A twisted grin crossed the scarred flesh behind the impassively burning eyes of her helmet. Another fool to add to the slaughter.

"To be... murderer," she hacked, lifting her Gorgon as the barrel began to spin and rounds fed from her shoulderpack into the massive weapon, "I must earn.... the title!" she screamed, the minigun beginning to spray a swarm of deadly projectiles to rip and rend those who would dare stand against Grineer superiority.

Her compensating vents on her legs and arms kicked in, holding her very steady as she began her onslaught in earnest. She could taste the kills that were awaiting her, she just had to reach out and take them in her fist.

Edited October 2, 2014 by BladeAngel

[Achaix]

Pulling the Ash behind cover, Alain cursed his luck; now he had a psycho Tenno and a Grineer Heavy to deal with.

"Look fella, try to limit yourself to killing clones. Kay?" Not bothering to stay for an answer, his warframe shimmered and started to vanish as he circled around the Heavy.

Maxed Duration mods, mofo. Can't hit what you can't see.

[Blackout751]

"Ari is dead." Speaking to all Tenno listening in on their comms, he held back most of the cold venom in his voice as he said it yet some of it seeped through. "I'll find you all as soon as I can."

 

Hiding behind the severed leg of the ARAKNIS, he readied a smokescreen to hide him from sight temporarily and checked his current status. With every heartbeat, pain pulsed through him and by his reckoning, he only had a slim chance of getting through the mission alive. It mattered little - as long as he saw everyone remaining out alive, he would gladly return to the Void. There was no-one who would remember him and, he reflected, someone with nothing to lose is the most dangerous person in the world.

 

Smokescreen ready, he counted the seconds as Gorgon gunfire rained around him. The moment it stops...