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Chapter# 4

It was six months later when scout and observation ships reported that there was a large mass of forces gathering in a system only one jump away for the Wolfin. It accounted for the recent major drop in trade with the planet, someone was planning something large. Dark's forces had gotten a good boost, meaning his relief had finally arrived. But neither he nor the people under him were in for leave or a chance to go home, they were given new orders.

Intel personnel moved around their stations working out the numbers and various different things that Darkmoon couldn't think to try and work out. A few of his officers waited around the map table in the command room, going over notes and items on their pda's as they waited for him to talk. He stood up and sighed, wiping a paw over his muzzle as he looked around at his officers. "The planet Summer is currently being heavily enforced, we have word of everything from Mercenaries to House troops to even a Republic fleet massing there. Trade between Skye and planets near Summer has dropped drastically over the past few months, and we've all seen the newscasts that some planets have began to run about things here. Does anyone want to take a guess as to why such a large force is massing so near to us?" Dark asked those present.

Blade smiled lightly. "They could be trying to scare us off with a show of manpower, but we've had scraps with worse then what they have."

Jacobi raised a furred hand. "They could also be fighting for control of the planet, and that could be the very reason why we haven't been getting any broadcasts from their media."

Anastasia laughed menacingly as she stood from her seat, leaning forward on open palms as she looked at the others. "Summer has no true strategic interests for anyone other then us." She paused for a second. "Except for the fact that it is close to both us and a functioning HPG station. The HPG station located on planet Wyatt barely got operational before things went to hell there, things have only gotten worse for those people since then." She sighed and looked down. "Or that mass may be forming to come at us, and by us I mean the Military presence here...." She trailed off as she watched Pup's face.

He growled as the trains of thought in his head clashed, before looking around at the others. "I'm not waiting to see if they are coming to greet us, I want the fleet up and ready to go in seventy two hours. Blade break your toy out of storage just in case we need it."

Blade smiled. "But I already have, or better yet my wife has. It's functioning much better now too..."

"Good, because now we can gather our ground forces as well. At least since the relief force is here..." Dark smiled at his mate. "Then lets see how well the rest of humanity takes to us showing up.

"Yes Admiral..." flowed from all but one mouth as the various officers around the table moved off to set in motion his orders.

"I thought Admirals weren't normally allowed to go into combat in a mech." Anastasia said as she moved towards Pup.

"Normally no, but I made a name for myself in ground based combat and that is where I plan to stay." He smiled. "Besides my mate, do you think I would honestly let you go into combat without me, and have to listen to how one of my Generals fought like a rabid feral?" He smiled evilly at her, baring a few of his sharp teeth. "I can't wait to see how well you take to ship to ship combat..."

Anastasia shivered some as he brought up the one form of combat she'd grown to hate over her years, moving up to him to run her hand across his forearm. "You know I hate ship to ship, it leaves ground pounders like me defenseless in the hold." She opened her mouth to say something else, being halted by a furred finger touching her lips softly.

"Who said you'd be in the hold....gather your forces my love, and meet me in two hours at the Nautilus..." He leaned down to softly kiss her, before grabbing his pda from the table and moving to leave.

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An hour and a half later Anastasia walked her mech out onto the practice grounds, the heavy foot-pads sinking into the mud as she looked out ahead of her. "I didn't think....it could....land." She stuttered out in disbelief as the Nautilus sat about half a click out from the entryway to the practice grounds, the massive ship looking like a toppled skyscraper as it sat on landing jacks as thick as her Ryoken II. Vehicles, mechs, infantry, and techs moved about around the massive dreadnought looking like ants skittering around the invader. She hadn't noticed she'd stopped her mech in it's tracks until she heard and felt the thud of a nearby mech tapping at hers.

"Having problems General?" Alexia asked as she pulled her Uzeil's arm back from Anastasia's Ryoken II, chuckling some as she watched the mech start to move. "I watched it land a few hours ago, it kicked up a dust storm worse than any tornado I've seen."

Anastasia's mind ran rampant as she led the column out onto the large field watching her rear view camera as mechs, tanks, Elementals, and infantry mounted on vehicles poured out of the gates behind her. "This is going to be a long trip..." She said as she got nearer to the Nautilus, smiling as she saw the Feral already powered down in the main drop bay through her mech's zoom. She stepped to the side as two of the Wolfin Werewolf machines started to motion for her force to move to their separate bays. Her eyes caught movement coming from behind her formation and turned her mech, her jaw dropping as she saw the Unknown smoothly walking out of the proving grounds. "By Kerensky..."

"I've heard he was a powerful leader." Came the bass ridden voice of Blade as he worked at his controls, slipping his large arm free of it's connections to toggle a few switches. His wife had taken a team of the techs from her own people and the Wolfin, spending most of the last months refitting his machine. His machine still bore most of it's original outline, though new features had been added to increase it's efficiency and firepower. A large steam powered turbine had been added to the coolant system to help quell the machines heavy heat curve. A pair of rotary autocannons sat upon the shoulders to give more ranged firepower, jump jets mounted on the back and calf's of it gave more mobility. The palm mounted flamer arrays had been altered to improve their range of effect, a single concussion cannon was now mounted to either forearm. "Any my wife has named this for me...."

Anastasia's calm finally returned as Blade walked his machine toward her, watching as it moved casually, the large joints even allowing the hips to sway some as it walked. "And what did Alice name it?" She asked casually as she moved her machine to walk with his into the primary bay for jump capable mechs, spotting how the dull black finish on his machine was covered in dust for some reason.

"Oh that...." He trailed off into a booming chuckle, smiling as he knew it came from old Terran myths and legends. "Cerberus....the Guardian to the gates of the underworld." He heard Anastasia's almost musical laughter as the heavy foot-pads of their machines thumped against the loading ramp, both of them moving for their own separate bays.

Anastasia spun her machine around and backed it into it's bay, leaning it back until the bay's arms swung over and latched onto it's hips. She still hadn't seen any signs of Pup yet and sighed as she powered down her machine, unhooking her lines and harness to stand from her command chair. She groaned as she felt her muscle cramp hard, bracing herself on her chair's back as she let out a long growl of pain. "Damn cycle...." She grumbled out as she unhooked her helmet from her suit, bending some to hook it onto her suit's hip. She nearly drew her sword as the hatch opened quickly, letting out a soft sigh as she saw it was Violet. "Damn Violet, would you quit just ripping open my hatch...." She trailed off as the timber colored Wolfin tech smiled at her, thankful to see the wolfess had gotten trough her heat well enough.

Violet moved into the cockpit without another word, her larger form turning to close and lock the hatch behind herself. "The Admiral asked me to check on you and your machine once you arrived, something about an issue with how your suit fit you..." She trailed off as she moved up to Anastasia, her paw-like hands moving for the hidden latches in the waist of the suit.

Anastasia's eyes roamed over Violet as the larger female worked the clasps on her suit, noting the she'd nearly sauntered over to her. "We shouldn't right now, I'm in the middle of my...." She trailed off as she watched Violet pull out two large tampons from the pocket of her pants, letting out a soft groan as she put two and two together. "Your heat cycle....isn't over.....is it?" She asked as calmly as she could, seeing the larger female give her an all too knowing smile.

Pup moved around the Captain's quarters as he looked at the time, seeing that it had been almost three hours since he'd been informed Anastasia had arrived. He was only wearing a pair of light khaki pants as he checked over the video feeds on the main bay, cocking his head to the side as he saw the hatch on her mech was open now. "I wonder where she is..." He thought aloud as he remembered asking Violet to tell Anastasia that he'd be here when she got to the ship. He heard the door slam open and turned to see Anastasia enter in her full suit, the air filled with the scents from candles now burning low around their bed. "Where have you been?" He asked in a concerned tone, before noticing the light musky scent in the air as she moved toward the bathroom.

Both of them screamed or roared out in rage as the comm link beeped loudly on his computer, both knowing he had to answer it since he was in charge. Pup sat up slowly and wrapped his large furred arms around Anastasia as he moved to stand, her hand coming down to grab the shirt he'd apparently tossed off early. As he sat down she tossed the shirt over the camera to block it's view. Pup clicked on the incoming call and sighed. "Admiral Direwolf here, what do you need?" He asked as the screen displayed Blade and his first officer Lightfoot. Pup had to clench his jaws to keep from making a sound as Anastasia started to try and make him noisy.

"Sorry to bother you M'Lord, but you told me to tell you when the ground forced had gathered and gotten loaded onto the ships..." Lightfoot trailed off as he swore her heard something, turning to see Blade covering his own snout as the Camera feed was blacked out. Neither of them knowing that their commanding officer was being rode hard on the other side of the camera, though Blade's keen ears could pick up to sounds of sex.

Blade smiled broadly and patted Lightfoot and the shoulder. "Well, the ships are loaded and ready for launch in the morning as you planned." He bit his lip as he heard an ever so soft moan. "I'm guessing you need your sleep, goodnight M'Lord...."