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"Time to bring the pain," Montana said entering his pod before being launched from the Pelican, with only a brief time to enjoy the scenery that went zipping by through the small window of the pod before they were on ground. When the door opened he walked out looking over to Washington who was relaying orders to the team he was on.

"Got it so let us introduce ourselves to the home team and give them a nice hello," he said turning in the other direction to find something to either hit, cause to explode, or kill, whichever he found first.

Movement detected, fifty yards in front, Omega said bluntly to Montana as he looked for some form of target to begin the party with a bang.

"All right so either hit or kill will be our choice today," Montana said rushing forward quickly for a short burst before slowing down behind cover.

Movement, ten yards, other side of cover, Omega stated ,Prepare for combat. Destroy enemy.

"Yeah all ready got that we're the distraction remember?" Montana said slightly annoyed before speaking to himself, or anyone else that might be around that were also part of the distraction team ",All right chums lets do this." Getting himself psyched for the fight made him fail to take into account the message that Washington had relayed to Georgia on rocket launchers to which jumping from cover, Montana found himself in site of a rocket launcher on the other side of the small open area he was no in.

"Son of a bitch," he said with a sigh as the rocket fired and landed a few feet away sending him once again behind his previous cover."Well they know we're here though one rocket launcher? Kind of expected more. Oh well a fight is a fight."
I have a question what type of stuff would the Facility be doing on the wolves. I'm working on a post but wanted to ask before making anything up on what would be happening.
I'm interested. I'll get a character bio up tomorrow since it's quite late right now.
I'm still here just waiting since I was last to post....
7 days no IC posts, how sad this died as well.


I don't think it's dead but mostly everyone is waiting for the mission to start before making another post.
All right then. I'll be ready to punch some skulls together, who knows maybe beat someone to death with there own skull though it would seem physically impossible, there is a way. XD
Alekaiser awoke to blinding light, signalling a new day trapped within the walls of hell. The former beta's mind was mostly foggy from the sedatives they pumped into him, having him struggle to maintain some sense of his surroundings. Alekaiser sat in a corner of his cell, keeping his back safe while watching the door, only waiting for his turn of the daily torture treatments. In the early days perhaps he would of tried to fight it but now he was to broken to even try and stop the wretched beings from doing what they did, only the wolf tried driving the little bit of humanity left in Alekaiser away little by little, day by day.

He had been locked away for so long that he could not remember what the outside world was like, what it was like to be cold. Indeed the cells were not all that well insulated and made of concrete that it seemed always cold but it wasn't the same cold as living out in the world. How he longed to return home but deep down he knew that his home was gone. What was left of the Silver Claw Pack was stuck in this facility and he knew not even if his alpha had survived and if he had what he was like now. The pack bonds were gone, he felt no one anymore.

The sounds of whimpers, angered growls, and howls of pain signified that their tormentors were here, starting the first rounds of torture of the first poor victims. The wolf within growled in outrage and wanted to fight but his body was to numb, to weak to move. All he could do was wait for his turn and bide his time in hope that maybe, just maybe there would be a chance to escape one day. What would happened after was conflicting, the string of humanity that was left wanted to just go live in peace be it in his old home or just in some cave in the middle of no where. The wolf however wanted revenge, to taste the blood of his tormentors between his teeth and listen to their screams of agony for all the pain they had caused him, his pack, his family, his friends, and all the other werewolves that were trapped in the facility like him.
So just checking in but we starting soon?
Well if no one goes I'm going to do another post.
"New tech is always a bonus but I do hope there is no running away, it's not as fun as putting a hole through someone," Montana replied to Idaho before going on his merry way to check the armory for the items he desired for the mission. The first item was his personal M45D shotgun, something that he managed to keep and smuggle aboard the ship, they would have to pry it from his cold dead fingers if they wanted him to ever get rid of it. He then grabbed a few frag grenades. Once satisfied that he had everything from the armory he left, passing anyone else who might of been there and making his way to the ship.

"So any other words of advice, O?" Montana asked aloud, trying to get the AI in his head to speak but was greeted with silence again ",Well at least you're not talking about me being in a body bag like a few minutes ago."

"Highly unlikely, there would be nothing left for a body bag if you fail to make it out of this mission alive," a voice replied to him.

"Of course not," Montana muttered to himself ",Forgive me for being optimistic."
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