Sons of Vengance can you recue me? (Open, PM if need for story)

Fury leaned out from the door frame to scan the combat field. The smoke and dust had begun to settle and disperse so it was much clearer to Fury what was going on. He could see the dozen or so hover bikes still swimming in circles around the church and the crash out in front of it. Shade was slashing and carving her way through the bikers with deft precision, John was holding the line at the front door by hacking and slashing through the few remaining soldiers trying to breach the front door, and Wahkan was dragging the unconscious man behind him while heading back towards the church. While this wasn’t the ideal situation, it wasn’t going as bad as it could be. They were at least clearing it up. If they could just get communications up with their crews this would be a whole lot easier. Whatever was jamming their communications, though, seemed to be selective. It was affecting a lot of his gear but some of it seemed completely unaffected. Mostly his guns, which was really all he needed.

Suddenly the ground exploded in front of Wahkan and then in several other areas, sending dirt skyward and crashing through buildings. As the dust began to settle once again, Fury saw tall metal tubes standing upon the newly created craters. Fury stared on as the tubes began to twist and reshape until they finished as metal men. Fury got one final glance at the men as they began to tear through the few remaining Bastokian guards before the house he was occupying exploded. Fury snapped around to see one of those tubes occupying the opposite side of the room from him. He fired a clip of ammo into its hull and all went quiet. There was a beat as nothing happened and then the tube began to transform into its robot form. Fury didn’t give it time to finish as he tore out of the building and rushed towards the church. Bullets pinged and dented off his armor as Fury made his mad dash for the door where John and Wahkan were. He slid in through the front door as Shade flew in over his head.

Fury stood up and reloaded his rifle before moving over to the crashed pews where his sister had landed. He reached his hand out to help her to her feet and said to all the people in the church, ”We have to keep moving. The longer we stay here the more time they have to box us in and I don’t know about you guys, but I left my ‘long ass firefight’ bag on the ship.” He began to walk towards the back of the church when his eyes caught the sight of what was happening above them. He saw the Oasis under attack by multiple smaller frigates while a ship of the similar size was dropping the metal tubes like rain…

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Dusty was spurting orders to all the SeeDs running around the hangar like chickens with their heads cut off. Not a single recruit on the flying base knew what the hell they were supposed to be doing. You would think that the head master of Balamb Garden would stock her ship with the best of the best, but no, she seemed to find the most incompetent group of kids in the entire world of eight. He was so focused on getting them moving and to their stations, he didn’t hear the war-cry from Brix over the intercom nor the fact that the Kestrel was slowly leaving the hangar. He casually glanced over his shoulder to the Kestrel while yelling at a recruit only to sputter at the sight of it leaving without him. He left the recruits gaping for answers as he dashed across the hangar and dove into the back of the ship just as it was leaving.

He scowled at Angel and Sev as he dusted himself off who in turn both shrugged at him. He had just gotten to his feet when a giant metal tube flew into the cargo-hold through the open doors and crashed at the far end of the hold. Dusty looked at Angel and Sev before saying, ”What the hell is this?” He slowly approached it, reaching out to touch it when it jumped. It began to transform at a rapid rate until it was in its robot form. Dusty had jumped backwards and into Sev’s arms by the time the transformation was complete. He coughed once or twice and got down from his towering friend’s arms and looked at the robot again. ”What is it?” The robot’s arm transformed into a machine gun, causing everyone to take a step back. ”That’s not good…” All three dove for cover as the gun began tearing the inside of the ship up.