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Our chopper touched down on a hillside a ways off from the house to avoid being seen. Rolland was the first out and he took a big sniff of the air.

"Damn,he said,been too long since I've been in the field."

We gathered in a clearing and laid out our attack plan.

"There are multiple ways we can approach the house,I said laying out a map.

"Rolland,Val,Wyatt,you three take separate posts and cover our approach. Ator,your with me,we are going to approach from the left side. Vez,you and Hudson are approaching from the right and Issac,Trent and Logan are going in from the front. If we do it like this,we can split them so much we'll encounter little resistance".

As we separated into teams,Shadow's voice came over the radio,"Were coming on the bank now,what've you guys got in Russia?"

"Were starting our attack now,I said back.

"Roger that,Talon out,we'll contact you if we find anything."

"Multiple guards in front of the house,Logan called,well armed and uniformed,they look like Russian special forces."

"We got four back here,I said,be ready to move on my shot".

I sighted in a guard van,and let the 105 ring,sending the van six feet in the air in a ball of fire and smoke. As soon as the round dropped,we moved in. I could hear Rolland's 20mill ring in the distance right along with Val's 50. We pushed to the house,encountering very little resistance. Ator and I were at the side door.

"Team 1 is in position,I called over the radio,ready to breach." "

Team 2 is in position,Hudson called,ready to breach."

"Team three is standing by",Logancalled,waiting for the go."

I took a breching charge from my vest,placed it on the door,then transferred controls from the 105 to my MK-48.

"Charge planted",I called.

"Charge set",Vez called.

"Charge ready",Logan replied.

"GO".

I hit the detonator and Ator and I burst trough the door. Much to our surprise,there were no hostiles.

"We got negative activity,I said into the radio,Rolland,can you and Val see anything of Flir?"

"Negative Rolland said,the only signatures for miles around are ours."

The sick feeling grew,no hostiles,nothing on flir,now,I just wanted out.

"Teams 2 & 3,rally in the main room,sweep and clear."

We swept the entire house,the only contact being an angry bat.

"This makes no sense",Ator said with a bit of a shake,"this place is empty."

"Lets find what we can and get out",I said with reply.

"Tyro,Hudson called,check this out."

There were pictures of a jet black dragon with red here and there. There were blue prints for something called a Spec 40 105 millimeter Dragon Rifle and tapes and discs full of recordings. Some of the recordings were in Draconian and some were in English,but they all told me the same thing,we'd been sent here for reasons other than recon.

"Shadow,I called what do you guys have in Egypt?"

"Nothing so far,perhaps the intel was off?"

"Well intel is about to change and this safe house is a gold mine."

"Oh,wait a minute,we got a ping on B3rd floor,we'll call you back once we find the source."

"Rodger,Raven out.

"What the hell does this mean?",Hudson asked listening to the recording.

The recording was in Draconian,but was just a bunch of jumbled numbers and letters.

"It's code,Ator said,it's a coded message."

"Who the fuck would be sending codes in Draconian?",Hudson asked,"military dragons can hardly speak the stuff."

"Then it woludn't be between two military dragons",I said,"It'd be either and EX military dragon who had learned it,or two natural ones."

"Tyro,Vez said,listen to this one."

"22,HG,32 HJG,H347,SFR,33WLA,119NELO SSW.

"That last part,Ator said,replay it.

"33WLA,119NELO SSW."

"Their coordinates",Ator said,but for what?"

"33WLA,119NELO SSW,33WLA,119NELO SSW,33WLA,119NELO SSW,I played in my head over and over.

"Thirty three degrees,west Latitude,119 North East Longitude,on a south south west bearing",I said. "Somebody pull up a map."

I pulled up the map data base and searched it,no match.

"If it was there,I said angrily,it was scrubbed."

"I found it,Rolland called,but it's,it the middle of the Pacific Ocean."

"Shadow,I called,have you guys found anything?"

"Multiple nuclear warheads in the basement of the bank,something is very wrong here."

"Get out now,I said,Jackson sent us to die,GET OUT NOW!"

As soon as my words had tumbled past my muzzle mortars begin raining down on us.

"AMBUSH,Hudson yelled,TAKE COVER!"

The mortars were landing two or three at a time,suggesting multiple teams.

"Rolland,Va!"l,I screamed into the radio,"can you see the mortar teams?"

"They are right on top of us,Rolland whispered,"we are dead dragons if we move."

"Wyatt,I called can you see to take the heat off of Rolland and Val?"

"I see them,Wyatt said,and they are mine".

Twenty shots,rang in the distance,then the mortars stopped.

"They're clear,Wyatt said.

The smoke and dust settled,only to reveal a horrid seen. Ator was impaled by a spike,the way it had entered had prevented him from falling over,he was spilling blood from his stomach.

"Take it out of me",he cried,"take it out of me."

"Give him something to bite on and some morphine,NOW!" Trent gave him a shot of morphine while Hudson had picked up a pipe and placed it between his teeth. I took the spike in my jaws,and pulled with every bit of strength,slowly but surly,I removed it from my friend's body."

"Trent,help me",Hudson said,pulling him into the back room.

"Vez!",I shouted,"cover the door,shoot anything that isn't Rolland,Val or Wyatt."

"Issac and Logan,cover the side entrances and if it moves,kill it."

"Rolland,Val,switch your scopes to Flir,look for our blue flashing strobes,if it's white with no strobe,bury it."

I went to Ator's side,upon removing his vest,Trent went white and Hudson,even after all the carnage and death he's seen and inflicted,coludn't bear to see a friend like that and puked. The stake had made a very,very serious wound,I could look right through Ator,the hole went straight through,and was about six inches wide. I knew,first hand,the pain that he was in,I had been there. Ator moaned like a ghost,low and filled with pain.

"Look at me,I said looking him in the eye,it is not your time,do you understand?"

Despite trying to be strong for my friend,I was crying very profusely and could hardly get the words out.

"Yes.s...s..sssir",Ator rasped,a look of the will to live in his eye.

"Contact,Issac yelled,left side!"

The sounds of Issac's M16 went off,fast and many,most CO's can't say this,but every shot Issac fired was a kill.

"I'm hit,Issac said,help Tyro!"

I ran to my brother's side,finding a hostile with a shotgun to his head. I pounced,locking my maw around his neck as he tried to drive a knife into my skull. Steel though it was,a Mountain dragon's skull is harder than diamond,all it did was make all the angrier. I tore his throat out with one swift motion. I then allowed Issac to use me as a crutch,while we both fired our guns into the approaching hostiles.

"Cover your ears",I yelled as I dropped a 105 at a mass of enemies.

I brought Issac into the same room with Ator,whose breathing had slowed.

"How is he,I asked.

"He's stable,Trent said,in shock,but stable."

"Good,I said,keep him that way."

"Tyro,Hudson called,we got MG trucks pulling up!"

"I'll deal with them!",I yelled ruining to the drive way. As the MG trucks crossed the bridge,I collapsed it with a shot from my 105.

"I love this damn thing,I said with a laugh as I returned to the house.

"Vez is hurt,Hudson said,I'm pinned Tyro,i can't get to her!"

"I'm on it,I screamed back as I rushed towards Vez's blip.

Hostiles were gathered around,about to execute her. I let the MK-48 and the SAW rip at the same time,shredding them. Vez had four bullet holes in her back as well as chunk out of her side,I assumed from a shot gun.

"Tyro,she said weakly,behind you."

I turned and came snout to muzzle with a .50 compact assault rifle. With out thinking,I lunged,catching two grazing hits on my ribs before pining him. He attempted to drive his knife into my skull,but had no luck,I ripped his throat out as he went for his side arm. I now turned my attention to Vez,who was spilling blood from the horrible gash on her side. Carefully taking her in my mouth,I carried her down stairs,Trent was being over whelmed.

"Worry about her first",I said.

"Rodger,Trent said.

I joined Hudson,letting my MK-48 rip into a crowd of hostiles.

"Just like old times huh John?"

Normally,I would have been agitated at that name,but right now I didn't care.

"Aw ain't it just?" I replied with a bit of a laugh.

"Ahh!",Val screamed,"Rolland,I'm hurt,I need help!"

"Sit tight,he called back,I'm on my way!"

"We lost sniper support",I said.

"I'm still here Tyro,Wyatt called,and I brought explosive ammunition."

"Use it to cover Rolland's approach to Val,and then the house!"

"Willco,Wyatt said.

Fear filled me as reality set in,we were being picked off,one by one.

"Base,I yelled,this Raven 2-2,request emergency medevac at our location,how copy?"

"Negative,base called.

"Were on our own!"I yelled over the gunfire.

Rolland burst through the back door,holding Val in his mouth by his bloody Gillie suit. Wyatt was right behind them,firing his SCAR on full auto,something he only did when he did not have the choice. Val's eyes were blood shot,there was a gaping wound in his chest,I could see his heart beating.

"Don't you DARE die on me,Rolland cried,don't you fucking dare!"

The air filled with lead as the enemy pushed on the house.

"Come on!",Hudson shouted,"give it your all!"

"Surrender now,a voice called as the fire ceased and Issac,Hudson,Logan and Wyatt took the time to reload their weapons,and turn over the dragons and we will allow to to live."

"Come in and get them!",Hudson yelled,"we will fight until the last man standing!"

"Have it your way,the voice said as gunfire once again filled the air.

It wasn't too long before Rolland was blindsided by a crazy man carrying a sawed off shotgun,it inflicted nearly the same wound Val had. Rolland roared,and then crashed to the ground. Our number stood at four as Hudson shot down the maniac in a twisted rage.

I was thinking of Adelind,Ace,Dusk,Tyson, Helix and Kayel,who has not been born yet,as I traded fire with the enemy soldiers.

"ARRGH",Logan yelled as he took four rounds to the leg.

"Man down,Hudson shouted,man down!"

I took a few bullets to the back as I tried to pull Logan to safety,hurt though they did,a few bullets aren't enough to take someone as big as I was out of the fight. There was a yell of rage as Hudson was shot down,he was on the ground in a bloody mess,still firing his FAL at the enemy fighters. Now Trent and I were the only ones standing.

Pressed for options,I fell back on the one thing I had left,my fire. I let the fireballs fly,there was screaming and banging as flesh melted off of bones and ammo cooked off inside there pouches. I was caught off guard when a canister bomb rolled in and went off. I collapsed as the concussion exploded the stitches on my chest and back. The blood seeped from under my vest and puddled under me. The same chilled feeling I had from the ring slowly creeped back into my body.

"Adelind",I rasped,"I'm sorry".

The gunfire stopped as the men walked in,dressed from head to toe in jet black equipment.

"Finally,a man who I assumed was in charge said,you belong to me."

A 20mm LRR rang just outside the door and the General's head was split in half as the the other men were cut down like grass. Men,also dressed from head to toe in black came in,but something was different. These guys stood just a little shorter than Hudson,and had tails. Were they dragons?" No,we can't stand Bi-Pedal,not for long anyway. A dragon,(at least I think he was a dragon,I don't know) who had a SPAS-12 slung over his shoulder with a suppressed Glock 17 in a holster on one leg a Bowie knife on the other and was wearing a Vietnam era flack jacket that was undone,with cargo pants with a hole cut in them for his tail,walked in and stood over me,his face went white when he saw my wounds.

"Taro",he said,"he's hurt bad.

A jet black dragon with red markings and a scar on his throat,and strangely enough,no wings,stood over me.

"Get them to the bird now!"

It's the last thing I remember before slipping out.