Earth 0330

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???? hours

Current Conditions: Classified

Dr Aoste and Dr Anzeel are seen before a rounded table of 13 individuals, all covered in darkness, their faces not visible to anyone in the room. The pair of doctors were the only ones with light on top of them.

Dr Aoste: "Thank you for allowing us this opportunity to report about this new SCP. And explain the involvement of USS Enterprise and her crew." he said.

The 05 Council don't acknowledge him, keeping their anonymity.

Dr Aoste: "We shall start with the anomaly. SCP-8929 refers to the Anomalous Storm currently rampaging through the Pacific and the various humanoid beings that sometimes exist within or rather on the other side of the storm." he explained.

Dr Anzeel: "Originally, SCP-8929 referred to a humanoid being that was spotted in the background of various photos from various battles dating back all the way to the 19th Century." she explained, "We wouldn't get a good look of this being until *******/**/**** when she appeared again over the USS New Jersey."

A picture of the incident showing the museum ship with the little girl and tentacle battle gear floating just above it, scanning it is shown on the massive screen behind the doctors.

Dr Aoste: "When Foundation Personnel attempted to approach using Helicopters or get onto the battleship to attempt to communicate, she opened a portal and disappeared." he continued, "The next glimpse we would get was 3 days after when she Observed the destruction of a Cargo Ship with SCP-8929-2. Said destruction was carried out by the most brash humanoid yet, being 8929-3. When Foundation Personnel attempted to separate the survivors from 8929-3, they ended up as yet more victims."

Dr Anzeel: "8929 seemed to disappear for a few days, not showing up again until another cargo ship went down in the Pacific." she continued, "When Foundation Ships intercepted the Cargo Ship, they spotted a new instance of 8929, which we designated 8929-4, running away from the scene. It retreated into the large storm that we have since designated 8929-5."

Dr Aoste: "Both the anomalous storm and the other instances of 8929 stayed scarce for quite some time until Incident-8929-5-1." he continued, "In it, SCP-8929-5 drifted over land at a Russian Naval Base, due to the ongoing war between NATO and Russia, America dispatched USS Enterprise to take advantage of the seemingly non-anomalous storm and launched an attack on the base. Strider 5, a 2-seater Super Hornet known by enemies as 'The Solo-Tailed Hornet', seemed to get caught in this storm's anomalous effects and was sent to the other side, wherever the humanoid variants of 8929 live."

Dr Anzeel: "This set the US Navy into a frenzy to try and find their missing fighter pilot, consequently, Strider 6, an F4U Corsair formerly from USS Hornet, was sucked into the anomaly. Before takeoff, agents of the Foundation added tracking chips to Strider 6's Aircraft and have successfully managed to track their whereabouts until very recently...but I am getting ahead of myself." she said.

Dr Aoste: "Deeming it beneficial to our research of the anomaly, we have let the crew of the USS Enterprise in on our hunt, on the condition that they shall be amnesticized once the missions have ended." he explained, showing the plans and schematics for SCPS Discovery, "Originally, SCPS Discovery was slated to bring itself, 3 Escorting Destroyers, and the USS Enterprise through to the other side with what we call the Spore Drive."

Dr Anzeel: "However, the Spore Drive had to collect anomalous materials from SCP-8929-5 to work, so it was dispatched to the storm. While it was there it was involved in Incident 8929-5-02 where it encountered 4 more instances of SCP-8929, designated now as 8929-6 through 8929-10." she said, flashing a few pictures of the battle, "The Spore Drive was heavily damaged in the conflict, but we managed to retrieve the necessary items and captured......if you can call it that, one of the instances."

Dr Aoste: "8929-7 is a Young Girl going by the name of HMS Unicorn, she is a young girl, around 10 years old, with purple hair, a white dress, and a small Unicorn Plushie." he said, "She claims that she is what is known as a Kansen or Shipgirl. They are apparently human inventions in her timeline, based off old warships, thus explaining why they were scanning USS New Jersey and other battles from the past."

Dr Anzeel: "Upon further questioning, 8929-1 through 8929-3 are what are known as Siren, they were treated as enemies by the people of this universe, only to find that they were like this to test the people and the kansen, make them stronger, more robust for a great challenge coming." she explained, "8929-4 remains unidentified however."

Dr Aoste: "As for our attempts to cross into this dimension, the Spore Drive was damaged beyond repair when SCP-4217 attacked the SCPS Discovery en route to Belfast in Ireland for repairs." he continued, "But, the matter it had gained from its time in the Pacific is still viable, thus a temporary solution was made. Strider Squadron alongside their AWACS Long Caster have been dispatched with the appropriate transdimensional gear to contact us and be located by us. Their main objective is to find their missing members, but we have tasked them with staying there and learning as much as possible while we replace the SCPS Discovery's systems."

05: "*************************************"

Dr Aoste: "Of course ****, amnestics and mind wipes shall be performed to make sure this never gets out to the public." he nodded.

09: "*************************"

11: "******************************"

01: "***************"

Dr Anzeel: "Thank you, we shall inform Captain Elizabeth Dare of the Enterprise that our arrangements have not changed." she bowed.

04: "*********"

Dr Aoste: "Of course sir, not a word about this to the outside world." he nodded.

With that, both Doctors left the Council Meeting Room.

Toulon, France

0100 hours-0102 hours

Current Conditions: Clear

Strider Squadron is seen flying through the air just over Naval Base Toulon. Trigger's aircraft had been fitted with a special device on her weapons pylons which allowed her to break through the Dimensional Barrier and rescue their comrades.

Trigger: "Alright guys, ready?" she asked.

Count: "Still trying to wrap my head around all this." he said.

Huxian: "Everyone is Count." she said, "Few months ago, if anyone told us that the SCP Foundation actually existed, we'd label them as coots."

Jaeger: "Why is it only us 5 again Trigger?" he asked.

Trigger: "Because the Foundation's Scientists said this thing can only handle 7 aircraft being transported together." she replied, "It's a heavily downsized version of what they were putting on the Discovery so it has much weaker capabilities."

Huxian: "Ok...why the hell are we over Toulon then?" she asked, "Shouldn't we be following Strider 6's tracker?"

Long Caster: "According to the foundation, the area over Toulon has a very thin Transdimensional Barrier, just thin enough for the machine on Trigger's Aircraft to break through." he explained, "As for the tracker, it broke somewhere over the North Atlantic, near the Coast of Germany."

Trigger: "While I doubt he's crashed, the tracker's a goner so we have to place our best bet with the closest thin spot." she added.

Jaeger: "Well, my son's definitely gonna hear about this." he said.

Huxian: "That was already a given Jaeger." she said, rolling her eyes, "Any updates on finding that thin spot......whatever that is, Long Caster?"

Long Caster: "I'm picking something up, I think it's the thin spot." he reported.

Count: "Finally!" he exclaimed, "Now, let's go get those suckers."

Huxian: "Shame Avril couldn't come, I'd love to see how much she's gonna chew those 2 out." she giggled.

Trigger giggled at that, hearing the special alert for the transdimensional device on her wings blare in her ears. She switched to said device and pulled the trigger, causing a bluish violet aura to surround the 5 aircraft. The aura of bluish violet grew brighter and brighter before, in a flash of bright light, the 5 aircraft disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace of their existence behind.

Earth 8447

Toulon, Iris Orthodoxy

1000 hours-1400 hours

Current Conditions: Stormy

Loona and Emily were in free fall over the battlefield, multiple other soldiers and various vehicles were with them as they fell towards Toulon.

Emily: "W-we're going pretty fast, aren't we?" she questioned.

Loona: "Watchu say?" she asked, yelling over the roaring wind.

Emily whimpered in reply, looking down at the rapidly approaching ground.

Loona: "Kid, you have wings, spread 'em already!" she yelled.

Emily: "O-oh! Right!" she said, slapping herself on the forehead.

She spread her six feathery white wings and began glowing, trying to distract the enemy Iris Orthodoxy Soldiers while the Ironblood and Defected Iris Orthodoxy Soldiers landed and began shooting. The Equipment and the Soldiers landed on the enemy airfield and began opening fire on the remaining Iris Orthodoxy Soldiers.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Hold the line men!" he yelled, "We can't let them get to the church!"

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 12: "What the hell do you think we're doing sir?!" she yelled.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 4: "We can deal with these guys!" he shouted.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 7: "Sir! We have an angel on the scene!" he yelled, beginning to go hysterical, "God is punishing us for desecrating his Holy Temple!"

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Get a hold of yourself!" he yelled, "I-I'm sure we'll be fine."

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 13: "Bullshit! I'm out of here!" he yelled.

The Commander shot the Soldier who said that.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Anyone else who even thinks of deserting joins him!" he yelled, "We keep fighting!"

The Iris Soldiers grumble unhappily to themselves but keep fighting. Fearing for his life, the Commander turned to his 3 most trusted soldiers.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "If any of them turn, run to the church and make a run for the tunnels, bring Richelieu with you." he ordered.

Loyal Soldier 1: "Yes sir." he saluted.

Loyal Soldier 3: "Understood sir." she saluted.

The gunfights continued and the Allied Soldiers had a bit of a problem, they were separated from their heavy armor because of how they landed and now, they were pinned down.

Ironblood Soldier 9: "Someone get to those tanks!" he yelled, "We need to get to the Church and clear a path for the flyboys to drop Napalm in!"

Ironblood Tank Commander 1: "What do you think we're trying to do?!" he shouted from behind cover, "Can someone deal with those assholes? The bastards are keeping us away from the tanks!"

Loona: "Oh, I got this part." she replied, cracking her knuckles, "Mind following me in Emily?"

Emily: "U-um. Sure." she stuttered, "But, can't we just call in air support?"

Loona: "Nah, that'll take too long, and besides," she said, her sclera turning red and her irises turning white, "where's the fun in that?"

Loona's human disguise disappeared, allowing her true self to come out. Her mouth was elongated into a pointed, dog-like muzzle with sharp and pointy teeth, and a dark gray nose. Her eyes have red sclera, white irises and slit-like pupils. Her fur is white with gray countershading encircling her face, gray patches on her shoulders, and long, voluminous silver hair swept to the side to reveal her dark gray ears; the left of which is pierced with two small, black hoop-piercings, while the right is ragged. She has a large, dark grey bushy tail with white on the underside. She also has a piercing on her right eyebrow with a black hoop for jewelry. Loona, now a Hellhound, howled into the air before charging into the battle, beginning to slash, bite, claw, and rip Iris Orthodoxy Soldiers apart. This had the unintentional side effect of completely ruining Emily's appetite and her innocence.

Ironblood Soldier 1: "So um.........anyone else a little sick?" he asked.

Ironblood Soldier 10: "Who cares? We've got a clear path." she replied.

Ironblood Commander 1: "Now's your chance Tank Boys!" she yelled, "Move in!"

Ironblood Tank Commander: "Copy that! Come on men!" he yelled.

The tank crews ran to their Panthers, Tigers, and Panzer units, hastily jumpstarting them and beginning to roar down Toulon Naval Base's various streets. At the same time the Kansen were busy dropping off more troops and peppering the defenses with Main Gun fire, mostly to cause more panic.

The Squadrons of Aircraft, on the other hand, were flying over the battlefield, staying close to one another as the forces on the ground worked on making their way to Richelieu, having dealt with the Aerial Threat, they really had nothing much else to do until the Soldiers needed another load of Napalm to do the trick and set the flagship of Iris Orthodoxy free. For now though, the aircraft that had guided the troops in just circled the field.

Andy: "You bored back there Prez?" he asked.

Prez: "Yeah, quite a bit." she replied, "I was so itching to fight something actually challenging, have them bring out those High-G's I struggle with."

Andy: "And the fight with Crimson 1 didn't count?" he asked.

Prez: "Hell fucking no, we were handicapped for half that battle and you barely used any of your maneuvers with this guy." she retorted.

Andy: "Fair enough." he conceded, "To be truthful, I am getting really bored too. And I think the others are too."

Prez: "Who wouldn't?" she questioned, "We were brought in a massive wave to attack only to have very minimal resistance and 0 reinforcements come in to try and whoop our asses."

As if having jinxed the rest of the day, thunder from the nearby eyewall crashed in the background and Golden Arrows began raining down on the aircraft, 3 of the F-104's were immediately shot down by the hail of weapons fire.

Andy: "Shit! BREAK BREAK BREAK!" he yelled, flipping on his radio.

The various aircraft break off in other directions, dropping chaff and flares as the massive hoard of Exterminators rained down above them.

Prez: "Jesus Christ what the hell are they doing?!" she yelled.

Starfighter 1: "3, 6, and 7 are all down!" she reported.

Schwalbe 2: "They're all over us!" he yelled.

Starfighter 4: "Holy crap! They're fast!" he shouted.

Enchanter 1-2: "We count 100 contacts at least!" she yelled.

Andy: "Bombers and Transports, make a run for it! Enchanters, you're our AWACS! Stay high and stay alert!" he shouted, "Prez, loosen up the thrust vectoring nozzles!"

Prez flipped a switch and got her systems ready for combat as Andy rolled out of the way of another volley of Angelic arrows, getting onto the tail of an angel who was currently reloading.

Andy: "Guns guns guns!" he yelled, squeezing the trigger.

20 mm tracers rip through the Exterminator and murder her, sending her falling to Earth as Andy goes off to find another target.

Andy: "Splash 2." he reported.

Prez: "Bullet! Alex looks like he's having a rough time." she called out, having already taken a picture for proof.

Sure enough, Andy looked over to see Alex getting hounded by 3 Exterminators, his plane already sporting multiple golden arrows in its wings and sides, Andy rolled in for the kill, getting his nose on the targets and letting Prez get locks on them.

Prez: "FOX-3! FOX-3! FOX-3!" she yelled.

3 AIM-120 AMRAAMs fall off the Super Hornet's wings and ignite, streaking towards the trio and killing them instantly.

Prez: "Splash 3, 4, and 5!" she bragged.

Alex: "Nice shots you 2." he thanked.

Andy: "No worries man." he said, giving a 2 fingered salute before breaking off.

Starfighter 9: "Shit! There's one on my tail!" he yelled.

Starfighter 8: "I'm on it!" she called.

Schwalbe 3: "Shit! Been hit!" he yelled, crashing into the ground shortly after.

Enchanter 2-2: "Schwalbe 3, lost." she reported.

Schwalbe 4: "Shit!" she cursed, gunning her throttles and chasing the Exterminator who killed her wingman, "You'll pay for that you bastard!"

Schwalbe 2: "Schwalbe 4, moving in to assist." she called.

Prez: "Jesus Christ! They're everywhere!" she said, "I'm struggling to see the sky with how many there are!"

Andy: "Just keep shooting!" he said, holding down the trigger and mowing down more Exterminators, "Splash 13."

The sky was filled with contrails, tracer fire, flares, flak, angelic arrows, and various other angelic weapons as the dogfights raged all around up above the fight, Adam and Lute were examining the scene, trying to find Emily in the sea of combatants.

Adam: "That happy little bitch has to be here somewhere, I just know it." he growled, struggling to see her.

Lute: "Sir, we're dropping like flies." she reported, "We're already down to 50% of our numbers. We won't be able to stay here and keep looking for much longer sir."

Adam: "If we go below 40%, tell me." he said, "That's when we start to retreat."

Lute: "But sir-" she started.

Adam: "I won't have that bitch keep running her mouth off!" he snapped, "I don't want everyone else in Heaven to ruin the one fun thing I get to do every year. So, if you don't mind."

Lute was silent for a bit before saluting.

Lute: "Yes sir." she saluted, going back to her duties on the battlefield.

The battle continued to escalate as more and more Exterminators fell from the sky riddled with bullet holes or missing half their bodies.

On the ground, Emily was hiding with the other ground troops as they advanced on the church, dodging the various falling corpses.

Ironblood Tank Commander: "We've got company! 40 Shermans, 10 Churchills." he reported.

Ironblood Soldier 5: "Let's get them!" he shouted, "We can take em!"

Defected Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 9: "VIVA LA FRANCE!!" she yelled.

The tanks and the various soldiers charged towards the defensive lines while Loona turned to Emily who was hiding behind her under a cloak and keeping her glow as dim as physically possible.

Loona: "You ok kid?" she asked.

Emily: "Th-those Angels.....they're here to.......to..." she trailed off.

Loona: "Silence ya? Yeah, I figured, what'd ya do to piss off Adam?" she asked.

Emily: "I spoke out against the Exterminations." she replied.

Loona: "Ah, you're on the side of the Princess, huh?" she said.

Emily: "Yeah..." she said.

Loona: "Ok, just stick by me." she instructed.

Emily held Loona close as they made their way towards the church.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Come on men! Fight!" he yelled.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 14: "I'm out of ammo! AGH-!" he shouted, immediately getting gunned down.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 5: "This is pointless, I'm grabbing the white flag!" he shouted.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 2: "Are you suicidal?....Cause I'm going with you." he said.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "No one is bringing out the white flag on my watch-" he started, raising his pistol to shoot the pair of them.

The Commander's Pistol was shot out of his hands by one of the soldiers who still had ammo and the other members of the infantry were already raising their hands in surrender.

Iris Orthodoxy Soldier 1: "Try and stop them." he growled.

The Commander backed away but his 3 loyal soldiers shot the man dead.

Loyal Soldier 1: "Go sir! We'll hold them off!" he shouted.

The Commander ran for it with the Second Loyal Soldier while the first and third loyal soldiers held their comrades up. Both the Commander and the Second Soldier ran into the church, spotting the massive pod that held FFNF Richelieu hostage and kept the rest of the Iris Orthodoxy Ships under the control of humanity. Both the Commander and the Soldier unhook her from the various systems keeping her pod in place and load her, with a crane, onto a waiting truck which had been moved into position during the chaos that was the Aerial Battle.

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Ok, we have a clear way out, correct?" he asked.

Loyal Soldier 2: "Yes sir." she replied, "Clear shot for a tunnel under the mountain with blast proof doors on either end where we can hide until the aircraft in the air run out of fuel and we can run for Paris."

Iris Orthodoxy Commander: "Good." he said, "Call your friends and let's get out of here."

Loyal Soldier 2: "Yes sir!" she saluted, before going off to blindly follow his orders.

As soon as she left, the Commander jumped into the truck and started it up.

Back in the air, Andy had finished killing off his 20th kill of the day when he spotted Adam and Lute up in the clouds.

Andy: "All aircraft, be advised, I have eyes on the ringleader." he reported, "I repeat, flight lead is in sight."

Andy gunned his engines and made a beeline towards Adam.

Adam: "Hm?" he hummed, turning to face Andy's rapidly approaching aircraft.

Lute: "Don't worry sir! I'll deal with him." she said, diving down towards Andy and Prez.

Prez: "Bullet, incoming!" she reported.

Andy: "Yeah, I see her." he said.

Andy let off a burst of Tracer, severely injuring Lute's left wing and rolling past her, aiming for Adam, another burst of Tracer escaped Andy's plane and shot off Adam's right arm.

Adam: "AGH! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" he cried in pain, "ARGH!....that...that actually hurt..."

Adam looked around and saw how badly the Exterminators were being beaten and decided that Emily didn't need to die right that second.

Adam: "ALL EXTERMINATORS! FALL BACK! FALL BACK NOW!! LET'S GO LADIES! LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!" he barked.

Adam dove down and caught Lute before leading the rest of the Exterminators back to Heaven as fast as their wings could take them.

Alex: "We got them on the run!" he yelled.

Starfighter 8: "We've taken the day!" she added.

The frequency erupted into cheers before Andy broke the silence.

Andy: "Does this mean we're going to hell?" he asked.

A long, awkward silence inhabited the radio channel before Alex spoke up.

Alex: "Buzzkill." he booed, "Besides, we're all going to hell with how many people we kill."

Andy: "...yeah, fair enough." he conceded.

Loona: "Hate to break up the celebrations but we have a problem! They're trying to escape with Richelieu in a truck!" she reported.

Prez: "Shit! We're so high up!" she cursed.

Alex: "Loons, where are they heading?" he asked.

Loona: "They're heading to the tunnel that heads North, it's a short tunnel but it goes under a mountain, more than enough space to hide." she replied.

Alex: "So? You can get to them." he said.

Loona: "They're too fast, and there's a blast proof door closing on this side!" she shouted.

Andy: "Hm....can a plane fit through this tunnel?" he asked.

Emily: "Um...maybe, but it's a tight fit." she replied, looking at the tunnel.

Andy: "Is the door opening from the bottom or something?" he asked.

Loona: "Slowly, but it'll close before we on the ground can get there." she replied.

Andy: "Alright.........time to do some stupid shit." he said.

Andy flipped off his radio and hit the afterburners before diving downwards and heading towards the tunnel.

Prez: "Bullet? Bullet?! What're you doing?!" she demanded.

Andy didn't reply, focusing on aiming at the tunnel.

Out at sea, the shipgirls watched Andy descending at Mach 2 towards the tunnel.

Bismarck: "What's he doing?" she asked.

Guam: "Newsflash......we have no idea." she replied.

Cleveland: "Oh....poor Prez..." she trailed off.

Poor Prez, was right, Prez was panicking in her WSO Seat, questioning every life choice she had ever made as Andy closed in on the tunnel, the door rapidly closing on them.

Prez: "Bullet!" she yelled, "WE'RE NOT GONNA FIT IN THERE!"

Andy: "We'll fit." he said, confidently.

Prez: "We won't fit!" she yelled.

Andy: "We'll fit! We'll fit!" he shouted.

As the tunnel came up, Prez shut her eyes, waiting for the crash............wow, it took awfully long to hit the door. Prez opened her eyes to realize......they were flying in the tunnel.

Andy: "Prez!" he shouted, "NAPALM!"

Prez: "R-right!" she stuttered, switching to Napalm.

Andy and Prez roared towards the Iris Commander and the truck carrying Richelieu before mag dumping tons upon tons of Napalm on their heads. The inferno incinerated the Commander and set Richelieu free, once the bindings, the sealants, and all the tech keeping Richelieu both sedated and under control burnt off a massive, whitish gold beacon shot up from the spot she was in, bursting through the mountain and sending debris, flames, and a massive shockwave out both ends of the tunnel and forcing the Super Hornet still in the tunnel forward. Flames and debris spat out both ends of the tunnel as both blast proof doors were utterly demolished.

Paris, Iris Orthodoxy

1400 hours

Current Conditions: Cloudy

Thus far, the battle had not been going well, the Ironblood forces were being pushed back and the troops on the ground were on their last knees. As things looked their darkest, the massive, golden beacon that marked Richelieu's freedom suddenly appeared on the Southern Horizon. No one knew what it meant......until the control chips of all the Iris Orthodoxy Ships all over the world fell off and the Kansen controlled by those chips regained emotion and free will. Almost immediately, the tide shifted back into Ironblood's favor and Iris Orthodoxy's Soldiers and Airmen had really no choice but to surrender.

Toulon, Iris Orthodoxy

1400 hours-1402 hours

Current Conditions: Stormy

In the Beacon, Richelieu slowly floated up through the massive hole in the mountain, the Iris Orthodoxy flag flapping proudly in the wind on the flagpole that she held with an iron grip. As she opened her bright pink eyes once again, she smiled down on her allies on the sea before raising her flag in triumph. A cheer goes through the crowd of soldiers and over all radio frequencies as Andy loops around and over the mountain to go in for landing.

Prez: "Bullet, I will kill you if you ever do a tunnel run ever again." she growled.

Andy: "Expected as much." he said, receiving a punch to the helmet from the indignant Prez behind him, "Ow."

Prez pouted as Andy came in for landing shortly after Alex had landed and parked next to his wingman's Corsair on the tarmac.

Alex: "Well, someone's been playing a little too much Ace Combat." he joked.

Andy: "What can I say?" he shrugged, "Desperate times call for desperate measures."

Prez: "Never do that again." she growled, squeezing and twisting Andy's forearm.

Andy: "Owowowowowow!" he cried out in pain.

Prez: "Understood?" she asked, still snarling.

Andy: "Yes ma'am! Yes ma'am!" he shouted, yanking his arm free, "Ouch...."

The other Kansen docked in the harbor, soon joined by Richelieu who was helped down by Emily.

Richelieu: "Thank you brave pilots." she said, "It feels refreshing to have control of myself once again."

Andy: "You're welcome ma'am." he said, "Happy to help out."

Richelieu smiled warmly and nodded at Andy before heading off to address her fleet and assure them that she was alright.

Andy: "So....quick nap and then a trip through town to make up for the tunnel run?" he offered.

Prez: "......fine." she pouted.

Andy: "Ok, barracks it is...whew......I am beat." he said.

Prez rolled her eyes, still trying to keep up her facade of being angry at Andy as she helped him to the barracks.

Earth 5555

Somewhere near the Space Elevator

0500 hours-0510 hours

Current Conditions: Cloudy

In a bright flash of light, Strider Squadron and Long Caster appear in new airspace. They have no idea where they are, all they know is that they had jumped universes.

Trigger: "Trigger to Captain Dare, you read?" she asked.

Captain Elizabeth: "I hear you loud and clear Trigger." she replied, "What's the situation over there?"

Count: "Well, we can barely see anything meaning the weather's shit and it's the middle of the night." he replied.

Long Caster: "RADAR's still rebooting, trying to get all the systems online so we can try to track our missing friends." he reported.

Huxian: "Great..." she trailed off, "Well, let's get above the clouds, maybe we can check where we are using the stars or link up to whatever satellites there are in this world."

Trigger: "Not a bad idea." she said, "Climb to Flight Level 3-0-0."

The 5 aircraft begin their climb with Long Caster still rebooting his systems. They all break through the clouds to reveal the breathtaking sight of the sun gently rising with a massive tower going high up into the clouds, heading for space.

Trigger: "Damn......" she trailed off, staring upwards, "Look at that thing..."

Jaeger: "Must be some kind of Space Elevator or something, it goes up so high..." he said.

Long Caster: "RADARs are back online and-......hang on, I'm picking up some unidentified blips, they're coming out of the clouds." he reported, "3 o'clock, low."

Trigger looks out in that direction just to spot an F-22 Raptor break through the clouds followed by a squadron of F-15's and another squadron of SU-30's, all escorting a Kawasaki C-2. Trigger nearly gasped as she saw her signature 3 strikes painted on the tail of the Raptor.

Trigger (5555): "Unidentified aircraft. This is Strider 1 of the Osean Air Defense Force's Long Range Strategic Strike Group." he said, "Identify yourself. Now."

Count (5555): "Just in case you guys are hostile, I heavily suggest not fighting Trigger. Just so you know." he chimed in, "This man is inhuman with his bullshit."

Wit: "Shut it Count. I want to see them try it." he grinned.

Trigger: "....well....this is gonna be a long story to tell......" she said, "I am Strider 1 of the US Navy Aircraft Carrier Enterprise......"

The 2 Triggers fly side by side with one another as the screen faded away to another area.

Mirror Sea

Tester B's Lab

???? Hours

Current Conditions: N/A

Observer suddenly burst into Tester's lab in a panic.

Observer A: "Tester! We have a problem!" she yelled.

Tester B: "What?" she demanded, having been banging her head against a table for the past few minutes.

Observer A: "First off, we have Angel Carcasses you can dissect to learn about Angel Anatomy and the like. Secondly, there's been a breach in the Transdimensional Barriers of Earth 0330." she reported.

Tester B: "Ok...the former's really good but what's the problem with the latter?" she asked, perking up a little.

Observer A: "Whatever broke through the barrier went to 5555 instead of 8447!" she shouted.

Tester B: ".......oh, oh that's bad." she said.

Observer A: "Yeah, yeah it's bad." she said.

Tester B: "So uh.........who's gonna tell the Empress?" she asked.

Observer A: "We were in the same room when the alert came in." she replied, "Purifier didn't get the chance to snitch."

Ommitter: "What do we do now then boss?" she asked.

Tester B: "We continue as normal." she replied, "Alpha, send all the Angel Bodies here now."

Observer snapped her fingers and all the dismembered corpses of the various angels appeared on various tables.

Tester B: "Let's begin studying." she said, "In the meantime, make our presence known in 5555 and guide them to 8447 in 3 weeks time."

Observer A: "That's 2 days in 8447 time." she protested.

Tester B: "Just in time to make an attempt on the Royal Isles." she said.

Observer A: "........I see." she said, "Well, I'll meet with the troops in 8447, congratulate them for a battle well fought in a few minutes. Wanna join?"

Tester B: "....honestly yes, drag me out of this hell. Please." she begged.

Observer nervously looked at Tester before portaling away with her.

A/N:

Andy: Ok, that's done! Finally!

Trigger: Why did I end up in 5555?

Andy: Simple, you can break through dimensional barriers but you have no way to control which universe you end up in and 5555 just so happened to be closer.

Emily: I'm not going back into Heaven when I fully recover, am I?

Adam: Oh fuck no bitch! We're kicking your sorry ass out!

Andy: About what I expected, anyway, dieHero, you're up...and just so you know, Loona's a Hellhound first and human second, sure she acts like a normal human teen but she ain't feral when she's a hellhound. Anyway, gotta go, see you guys on Tuesday....hopefully.