Hybrid Ascension: Ghosts of Lylat (Pokemon/StarFox Crossover RP #2)

[BusterBuizel]

"Exactly the plan! We're going after the powerplant to topple this rig into the ocean! We'll talk about these issues later. Right now we have only one objective," Mikey used the shots from his Magnum to dismember some of the Slashers with giant hollowpoint bullets. He bought some time with a freezing Blizzard attack to stop the Necros coming in from the East corridor. Zak was doing his best with his Flamethrowers to torch anything that came near him, "Zak! You/me, fire/ice combo!"


"Like the sound of this," Zak put away his plasma cutter and put his paw forward to boost Mikey above the hoard of Necros coming in from another corridor. Mikey shot off a blast of Blizzard in the epicenter of the hoard, freezing them all. Zak charged up a Spitfire Bomb, one of his special moves.


"Armor Lock!" Mikey tripped a maximum surge in his shielding, temporarily engaging a state of indestructability, and pinning him to the ground. Zak fired off a Spitfire Bomb at the frozen Necros, incinerating those in caught in the middle of the explosion and shattering the rest in a brillant display of inferno blue. Mikey walked out of the flames unscathed with a Mirror Coat to guard against them.


"Now that's teamwork man," Zak smiled as he fist-bumped his friend.

[tangletail]

"Avoid using the flamethrowers, you are not destroying the virus, your making it airborn," he yelled into the open channel furiously as he waited for the others to come down. His head snapped to the side when he saw movement and quickly found a necromorph swinging one if it's blades clear for his head. Quickly, the fox ducked the blow and grabbed the creature by it's arm and redirected it's own momentum so it slammed it's self into the ground. While it was down, he quickly reved up his saw and hacked it apart. He quickly pulled away from it and swung the saw to his side to catch an infector by it's waist, effectively cutting it in half and stomping on the remains of it's body.


 "Get your freaking butts down here now before I completely leave you behind and blow this entire facility up with everyone of you on it, with forerunner knows how many freaking nova bombs I have in store on my freaking ship!"

[Otebon Albrecht]

As soon as Mikey began to fire on the Necromorphs coming down the corridors, Althea dropped her Para and grabbed at her Cutter. The first few shots had little effect as she wasn't entirely sure about the weapon, but she learned quick. It was a strange weapon and an even stranger set of targets to shoot at.


After the... explosion of the "Fire/Ice" combo. Althea brushed some frozen Necro off her suit with barely veiled disgust. Well, that was fun.

Holstering the Para and keeping the Cutter out, she flicked her radio over to a private channel so that she only spoke to Captain Mikey. "Are you sure about this," she asked as she positioned herself where she could cover the now captured Lylatian officer while she shot at the incoming Necromorphs.. "I'm all for taking prisoners and not killing, but we can't afford to be slowed down or spare the personnel to babysit a combatant. I can knock him out and we can leave him here. It's cruel, but it saves our mission. The chaos of battle is full of accidents..."


Althea focused on thinning ranks as opposed to striking individuals. Sure, their enemies didn't really care about casualties or injury, but firing into the front rank and eliminating those while the ones pressed in behind received the penetration from the plasma sure helped.


Seeing a particularily thick clump of Necromorphs, Althea unhooked a grenade and lobbed it at the target.


"Grenade out!" She yelled into the chaos.

[BusterBuizel]

"The virus only exists in a liquid state when subjects are infected. Trust us, the Federation knows more about this virus than you guys do. The only time that it's airborne is if there's a spore cyst nearby. We've got a warning beacon if it detects spore traces," Mikey replied to Olaris, "We're coming! We're coming okay? We WILL talk about our differences later, right now we need to get to work. Can you show us the quickest way to the powerplant?"


Following Olaris the squad was double-timing it to the powerplant of the rig. As they turned a corner the sounds of metal scrapping above them could be heard. The Necromorphs had prepared a trap, a full hoard of them came after the group out of the air vents.


"Come at me bros!" Mikey aimed down the sights of his plasma cutter, but in disappointment the mining tool merely beeped empty and drained of power cells, "Oh shit... Zak!"


"Out of plasma cells! All I got are bullets!" He laid down enough fire to keep the hoard at bay, but it was a futile effort as an Infector grappled him to the ground.


"ZAK!"


A shot rang out from behind the thinned out hoard in front of them, hitting the Infector with a Bolo shell fired from a shotgun. At the other end of the hallway was Ghost; zeal in his eyes, breathing heavily, and growling angrily, wielding a triple barrelled MZ-58 automatic shotgun.


"Don't you fucks touch my friends..." He rushed forward and dove through the crowd of Necros, landing on his feet on top of a Slasher in a display of agility Althea and Olaris haven't seen before. Balancing on the Necromorph he flipped it with a suplex and broke both its attacking limbs, killing it instantly. He rushed forward to drop kick an Infector as it flew by him, balancing himself on his shotgun and recovering in a 180 degree spin. Showing off his combat parkour he used it as a unique and flurried defensive CQC technique to ward off the Necros from his friends, bouncing off walls, spin kicking, and using the momentum in his movements to chain together melee combinations, with deadly shots from his shotgun to supplement the blur of energy that is Ghost. In only 20 seconds the corridors were filled with yellow stained blood, broken Necros, and body parts. Ghost merely stood there panting as another Infector came flying in from an air vent, only to be axe-kicked to the ground by his foot, "**censor** off..."


He used the last shotshell in the barrel to blow off the head and proboscis of the Infector. He looked at Mikey and gave him a detonator, "Let's go... We're done here." He took off his bloodstained helmet and looked at Althea, "Hey."

[Otebon Albrecht]

Note to self, Althea thought as she pushed the last plasma cell into her cutter, Don't push Ghost.

Althea flashed Ghost a thumbs up (as she still didn't trust herself to speak or show her face to him) and returned to being the rearguard of the group. She was there mainly to drop motion sensors every hundred meters or so and she could watch this Captain Olaris.


Yeah... she usually was pretty trusting, and she like the guy's dedication, but fate had placed them across the board from one another and that was more than cause enough to be a bit suspicious. Especially since their ammo was getting low and they hadn't even completed their objective.


Come on guys... pick up the pace...

[tangletail]

The fox quickly slamed his fist into a fire alarm button, causing a heavy steel door to drop down behind them, closing off the path. He remained in place as he took the time to draw his palm to his face mask, and slowly shook his head. "First I have to work with you... now you insult all of my comrades by revealing your incompetence," he groaned as he looked over his shoulder to make sure nothing is coming closer and finally unloaded his own rifle, and tossed the fuel cell to Mikey before pulling out another and tossing it to Ghost. "I am starting to wonder if the special forces are just a group of kids. Shoot what you must," he gestured ahead of them, and then to the door, in which loud clashing sounds could be heard against the surface, "leave the rest be."

His voice quickly raised to the degree of a Training Officer who quickly became furious with a few rookies and there errors, "You... We are only six soldiers! We do not have the resources to blow through the entire mass of these things. If you want to have some fun then you should have stayed home and played some god damn video games. Your guns are the difference from you standing now, or you lieing on the ground watching your blood pour out of you because you failed to realize that your ammunition has to last you for the entire mission! Be efficient you sorry excuses for soldiers!"

[BusterBuizel]

"That's enough Olaris..." Admiral McCloud heard every word, "You're starting to piss me off at how belligerent you are. LET IT GO soldier. That is an order, they're our friends now, Got it?"


"Yeah, first of all, These plasma cells can't fit in our weapons, take them back you asshole. Second, we didn't think that there would be a need to fight off masses of these things, so is it still our fault for not bringing assloads of ammo in a small dinky submarine barely enough to fit two people?! I mean, we've got a shitton of bullets here, but only enough plasma cells to down one or two hoards of these things. I know, I know," Mikey sighed as he set up the charges in the fusion room, "You hate us, we get it. We've probably killed your friends, family, maybe your trust too. But dammit, listen to me, it isn't our fault. Blame Aaron. He's the one whose sending his sons and daughters to die, not us. Here, take a listen from this intel tape recorded before the war."


Olaris held the smartphone up to his ear and listened. It was a recording of the UPF President having a meeting with President Aaron.


"President Aaron, I humbly ask that you help my starving people by reallocating some of my food production to some of your planets. You see, our major bread bask-" Buster was cut short by a gunshot.


"Get out of my sight you mutant otter! I want nothing to do with you or your race!"


"But Mr. President! The UPF has a vast mineral resource industry and popular destination sights that the Lylatian Republic could benefit from! We can work out a deal of somesort, now just put down the handgun and ARGH!" Buster yelled.


"Listen! I want none of you, NONE OF YOUR DISGUSTING HIDES on or near this planet ever again! Do you understand me?!"


"You proved your point asshole! My arm!" the transmission cut short and Olaris looked up at Mikey.


"See, your President is nothing but a xenophobic racist. The scouting vessel never got the message. And that was the first strike in the war. Your beloved President murdered innocent men, women, pups, and children. Are you happy about that? We're not the one's at fault. We tried negotiating, bargaining, and deals. Instead we were met with firearms and plasma rifles."

[tangletail]

The fox held a light grimace as he listened to the recording, and when it was over, he simply let his arm drop to the side in deep thought. His breathing became heavy as he looked over his shoulder once more and back to them. When he took the plasma cells back he looked down to them and pulled a small screw driver from his pocket and began to dismantle lock for it, Eventually he came to the point where he had completely torn off the lock, and began to bend it out of it's original shape. He glanced back to the rifle the UEF soldiers where carrying, and readjusted the probes shape to match the socket roughly before coming closer to Mikey and forcefully locked the plasma cell in place. And repeated the same for Ghost.


"The amount of ammunition you carry doesn't matter, nor the size of the cell... they typically all have the same charge and voltage." he finally said, however this time he was no longer yelling, but more so offering advice."You have the concept locked in mind that you need to kill everything to survive. While this is normally true, there is a better option that will allow you to last. I was a member of the Lylat System's TACT during the Lylat Wars with Venom. It's not a cherry picked group of soldiers, but just a group of hat drawn soldiers chosen for suicide missions with a very small chance of survival. No special training, no special weapons or vehicles unless authorized. During my time in the TACT I learned that it's typically better to do a half assed job or use only one or two rounds when compared to five. This small tip had helped me through Valahala's 'The Many' bio infestation. So... please just shoot a leg off, and then an arm. Focus on only what's ahead and right next to you.That could easily make a single clip last longer then you would think it would."

He quietly disconnected his helmet's radio for only a split moment, and took it off revealing the white fox's head. A tear was rolling down the man's cheek as he looked sternly to Micky. "Your right, my trust for all five of you is highly damaged. But only on the war-zone, and ground zero. Any other place, then maybe we could easily get along. It's just offensive to learn that the UF Special Forces that were feared, and the ones who killed my friends that I have known for years, have made more fatal errors then our average veterans."

[BusterBuizel]

"Sorry about that, standard UPF protocol calls for elimination of all infection. Still kinda stuck on that mindset. Ghost, you scout ahead. They can't touch you."


"Roger Boss," Ghost smiled at Mikey, then at Althea, "We're cool."


Mikey turned his head to Olaris. This time in his casual, calming voice, "Ghost is the only one in the whole UPF to be immune to the virus. We're trying to synth a cure from his blood. I dunno if it will work on Anthros though."

[Otebon Albrecht]

Althea had never heard that particular recording before. It didn't change anything for her, in fact it only reinforced the view that the Leader of the Lylatian forces was the "bad guy" in this scenario.


Even though I learned long ago that there are not "good guys" or "bad guys" in war. It's never that simple. This however, as far as wars go, is pretty cut and dry...

Althea smiled through her visor when Ghost said that they were cool. I'll still have to do something to make it up to him, she thought to herself, but now it's to seal the friendship, not to bridge a gap.

Althea checked her ammo, just in case. Since she had been using the cutter primarily she had almost full for her Para and her Tundra Hawk. Not that the hollow points did much against the Necromorphs, but they were something. Certainly better than going toe-to-toe.

"You know," she said as she stood up from arming a charge. "As much as I appreciate the fire alarm that put massive portcullises between us and the Infected, how do you propose we are getting out? It really sounds like poor planning. Fire breaks out, seal the area, kill everyone still in the area."

[tangletail]

"Haven't you seen how I opened a route? We cut through the floors, and the doors or walls. Why make the journey longer then it has to be," the fox responded as he avoided whiping the tear from his eye to avoid infecting himself with his own armor, and slipped his helmet back over his head. "It's time for the UPF protocol to end for now. We do not have the resources to just blow through everything. When Ghost comes back, prepare to run and aim. Shoot to slow down the mesomorphs, not kill them."

[BusterBuizel]

Ghost came in with a frantic look on his face, "Umm..."
 
"Ghost, what is it now?"
 
"Mikey, don't be alarmed, but there is a FREAKING BRUTE(?) COMING DOWN THAT HALLWAY!"
 
"Does lack of protocol still not apply now?!"
 
"No worries man, I got this," Ghost grabbed some of Althea's spare RX4 explosive, "Just run! Go! Get outta here! I'll stall the guy! I'm calling for Evac!"
 
"Roger dude, don't freak out on us now."
 
"I won't," Ghost nodded as the monsterous Necromorph bashed through some pipes, "Go!"

[Otebon Albrecht]

When Ghost went for Althea's spare explosives, she couldn't hand him enough. The the thing began to bash its way through pipes, making a horrible clamor and she drew her Para. Seeing it come into view, she put a round into what looked like an open spot on its left shoulder. There was no effect, but now they had it's attention.


She turned and ran with the group. "Hit it hard Ghost!"

[tangletail]

"A what..." Olaris asked in a confused tone as he glanced over his shoulder. He recoiled for a split second as a monsterous demon had finally punched it's way through the pipes. "Oh Uhm... yeah that is nice," he grunted as he edged away from the creature. He quickly drew out his blaster and waited for the creature to finally pull through the pipes, before running completely around it and heading into the tunnel it  created. "Power Station this way! Twenty Meters Out," he yelled out as he checked the minimap over his visor.

[BusterBuizel]

"Hmm... There's gotta be more, oh hey! Conveniently placed Thermite grenades! I'll take that," Ghost  snatched up some Thermite from a dead corpse, "Yo! Hey! I'm talking to you you mutant meatloaf! Come at me bro!"


Disregarding Ghost as a target the Brute merely stepped out of his way, giving ghost enough time to latch onto it and strap the RX4 and Thermite on.


"Dumbass Necromorphs, hope you like Thermite Casserole," Ghost triggered the explosives and the Thermite ate through the Brute's carapace, hissing and bubbling as the thermite burned, "Rejoining the squad. By the way, Mikey the charges are set, sorry I didn't mention that earlier. Heat of the moment. Althea, I want you to meet me up after the mission, alright? You can talk now."