Price POV
Location: Corvette/Underground

Walking beside with known four comrades, Soap knew these guys before me. Including an new recruit that was sent by USA.

However this recruit seemly trained himself in the U.S army before consign to us, mentioning his rank now corporal. (Which Philip is step ahead of him.) despite ranking corporal, he could take things by bear medium. Philip should met this guy.

???:"So this is the place called Corvette? Known to be publicly to all nation?" *Price:"You could say that, but only for employees."* "We'll at least I don't need to show my face often above now would i?"

Price:"Soldier preferred some, hidden their face if they wanted to keep their identity secret, or perhaps wanting some nicely fame, Vincenzo, Dempsey's professional soldier in the ground on the other machinery hand. He doesn't care about glory he was given, he only care for the people. What about you Rodney?"

Man named Rodney, full named Rodney "Schmitz" Kickson. An man from United States, joined in the army to serve the nation.

Rodney:"Well I'm ain't doubting him cuz of his...well you could say his 'unhappy memories' with his own universe, like christ."

Price:"You've say that he been hell before, and yes, he's been there, for ungodly amounts of time he die." *"Rodney:"He died so many time? Damn..."* "But thanks to them, CC managed to get him out from never ending cycle, couple years ago he become chief-in-commander due to his new modifier."

Rodney:"Wait, didn't you say he got out-

Price:"Got out, yes, lost many limbs, soul about to break. Another yes."

New recruit was in unease. "Means- oh..." came to realization they did a little replacement. "You did some replacements..."

Price:"Yes, that's unfortunate for him. Lost of his career. Lost everything."

???:"STRANGE MAN LOST ALL, USED TO BE HUMAN, BUT NOW PREFERRING MACHINE, ISN'T ODD?" An blue machine with eight yellow emitting wings behind known to be V1. "NEVERTHELESS, KINDLY BY GIVEN FREEDOM."

???:"Well he's friendly at least, many soldier respect him for his pled work for harden jobs. Considering how much importance he took the role of wars of versatilities. But that part." An woman wears a black military uniform in the JGSDF garrison.

Known as Jessica Bailey <Date a live>  generally known him.

Jessica:"Spent his life for decades. Military service, always be carried out orders, training recruits, you agree Desti?"

Desti:"Heh, inkling were terrified when (Y/n)'s privileged guys, show up with deadly aura. You've can't say a single word without revealing an obvious fear."

Rodney:"I'll give him that, those elite become the boogeyman around the Frozen city. Quite frankly, made my mind begs the question..." an given stern look of temporary question. "How did you meet (Y/n)? It's not for curious, wondering how did you met each other?"

Rodney reminded Desti her, she'd remember the first time, her first interaction on top Moray Tower.

Desti:"Oh it was bit...well complex of both of us, but I do remembered that one time he decided to join my crew." *Rodney:"Join you?"*

She simply smiled with a giggle. "Yep~ I was shocked, straight away joining my squad with no questions nor deals. Even gives us training and I quote 'Beat' em early til cold out' he said. Probably destroy them under minutes."

Price:"What I could guessed he was in boredom and tired the shit from the crew called SMG4." *Desti:"Oh don't get me started with those fools, I'm sure (Y/n) suffer from meme fatigue, he finds them unfunny."* "Could say, unfortunately he needs them to stop Cryptid. I remember reading through some files."

Rodney:"Cryptid?" Spoke confused. "What is Cryptid exactly?" *Price:"An alien originated before the dinosaurs, lived underground from surface, now released from the depths, bloody thanks to damn Neon-federation controlling orbital weapon called ODIN."*

Rodney stood pure Shocked and unforgettable. Only to say two words. "Well fuck."

???:"Unfortunately days/Not everyone gets their peaceful/Took story inside out." An assassin ninja, named ZerO is former bodyguard for Rhys. Now assigned Shatter's Will. "Yikes highly unlikely/Another vain attempt to bleed into/Has god forgotten us?"

Price:"No idea, CC will resolve this bigger causes. As Shatter's Will deals some minorities."

As six could continue on, voice comm begin to called their name out. Price know the voice that belongs to. Rushmore. <Call of duty black ops 4>

Rushmore:"Will Shatter's Will, come to Adam's Lookout? Mission has been made, please take the private sky airline to reach Adam Lookout."

V1:"WONDERING RUSHMORE IS CALLING US..."

Jessica:"Huh." Bewildered, but shorted herself. Given him recruits's judgment of worthy. "But enough of my confusion, let's see you're worthy to be with official squadron with us."

Rodney:"Tch, I'm already total worthy. If not seen my whole career I did back awhile." *Desti:"Hmph, wonderful. Another one we gotta babysit huh?"* "Oi! I'm ain't babysitting."

V1:"SOMEONE GOT THEIR DOUBTS ALREADY, PREPARED FOR SOME CRITICISM?" Machine gives a little taunt, Rodney scoffed Desti's doubts.

Rodney:"Was criticized before, now tryin' to approve I'll be better than them."

Price:"Heheh, competitive on your own army already? Guessing I'm not stoping you for that." Price laughed a little. "But enough chat, needed to arrive at sky airline, no delaying behind."

Five nodded, heading towards their destination at sky airline. Rodney quietly think himself about the situation.

Rodney:'Will I ever better than my own comrades? Hell I can't justify myself for this, just I'm doing my best part, my ancestors. But do give me some strength and will to continue on.' He continued, praying the gods is his side. 'I'll eventually start helping, if required sacrifice. Then I fuckin' will.'

No one's POV

Than camera panned away from Rodney's prospective view. Away into the sky sees flying vehicles bypass city, entering and leaving. Camera goes above, an large yet outpost outlook known as Adam's Lookout. Where'd many importance come meet here to discuss the problem and crisis.

As the within the screen, an artificial intelligences RUSHMORE. Behind the system kept thing check and order with some touches and commands.

(Y/n) and RUSHMORE are quite friends each other, although haven't chat for quite some length years. Does check him regularly basis. But never enter his private, if he intent for necessary reasons about his background, but some are blackout for...by unknown main reason.

RUSHMORE:"AO is doing well, animatronic are keeping kids calm and safe, tall woman, teaching and playing. Sun himself is enjoying them too highly. But ensure the security woman always kept them running in good conditions."

As conditions, many small improvements were'd given modification, such as increased power capacity, improved efficiency music performance, lastly Anti-Hijack defensive.

RUSHMORE was inform by the few security guards felt odd and unease awhile around the animatronic's presences, they described it uncanny and negative energy. Likely they might move during dark. However thanks to ultimate programmer. He was able to prevent those problems occurring by putting some tracker device.

I do know that girl is a he. But despite that, ultimate programmer shown some honestly and cuteness.

Yuri:"Rushmore, are you there?" RUSHMORE's comms tuned in the voice of Yuri. "These guys aren't going to work. Too dumb to understand the plans."

RUSHMORE:"Guessing that, I'll inform- *Yuri:"No! Don't contact CEO, i'm aware their intelligence but i'll get them in order."* "You sure? They'll will damage your brain by every second."

Yuri:"Maybe, Uzi isn't having fun with. I was informed about drop off ship coming over." *RUSHMORE:"Arriving, don't worry, Nexus Task force army and Metal will be company you and your-."*

Yuri, stops Rushmore with a annoyance and embarrassment. "N-No! She's a drone! Look! Hurry up the drop off ship?!"

RUSHMORE:"Okay! Gotta wailing about jeez." *Yuri:"Better hope so-

Soldier that could talk further, Sounded of people calling out wondering who's is he talking to. Gives him lesser time. "Damn it, gotta comm out, give me some updates about Cryptid's activities." *RUSHMORE:"I obliged, take care."* "You too."

Comm out, just the way he does. Checking up routine every machines and AI in case hijack. Maintenance AI Humming himself for his amusement.

*Clang-Clang*

RUSHMORE:"Halt! Any wanders who stumble upon this place will be killed!" An AI informed an trespasser. "Give me an reason I shouldn't kill you!"

???:"Hey!" Trespasser said with a man voice. "I was told by these coordinate thanks to (Y/n)." *Rushmore:"Wait that voice...I know this voice belongs to!"*

AI known the belonging by the voices, however the sound seemly an tanned sound like an optimistic tone but added an hideous sounds. However it's a mask causing the voice to be different.

Maric:"Maric Marx Jacobson, from the flesh, been on work for considerably longer than my lifespan. Do you agree Rushmore?"

An soldier with some equipment, and oddly like these clothes and armor are from Neon-federation.

However that, they've become Federation detectors sided with CC organizations.

RUSHMORE:"You've got many than just your lifespan sir, got your intel about our enemy. But say (Y/n) didn't he- *Maric:"No, he didn't given us any mission, just us doing nothing but trained ourselves."* "Always him being typical on working. Don't worry, he already got an mission for your squadron."

Maric:"Three years of training, he already given us an mission. Finally, just like an gift for being patient kid."

???:"Hey man! I was about to make an joke about that!" *Maric:"Should've say quickly."* "Well I'm a sharpshoot! That's my favorite activity school work, gotten good grades at shooting gallery!" Sayin' his little joke causes some Fred. detector chuckle by his.

???:"That really sounded different, cuz you failed at geometry." *???:"Well I'm just not good on geometric! Asked the bloody teacher!"* "Gotta be, heh." An Tech hacker mocked, leader told them to stop.

Maric:"Enough brothers, you two, we talked about this we don't fight!" Angrily leader with an fury tone. Hacker, sharpshooter lower themselves their hostility.

???:"Brothers, we don't fight over simple argument, we fight against our enemies!" An giant man spoke with full armor like tank. "Besides! We've got selected for three years straight."

???:"You're right about it, but do know he intends to forgot often." Soldier tricker, Inform big man. "But at least he's paying us big time. As long remember how much." Tricker aware to the team.

RUSHMORE:"Please team, he may have memories lost at rare chances, don't worry about using comms often, I'll inform him constantly."

???:"If it's about securing during high chase movement. Than I'm in." Tactical officer holding an SC-2010 weapon assault. "Hope you're into that, comedy."

Jokily soldier took an offensive from his tactical office. But ignored. "I'm into that, just hate shaking." Of course sounded of lies, however second-in-commander. Bring the attention.

???:"Comrades, let's not get ourselves distracted, mission first, talking later." Sec-in-commander apprise before glance upon the AI. "Where's (Y/n)?"

RUSHMORE:"He'd should be appeared here, bloody on gods hands! Hrm. Fellas stand still for me? I need to scan your identification card to granted authorization."

Six defectors members took out their ID card, AI noticed it's an likely like federation card. But replaced differently.

*Ding!*

RUSHMORE:"There database collected, listing the names now."

Rushmore gotten their names, addresses Federation defector's names

Leader of federation defector: *Maric "Marx" Jacobson.
Tactic Officer: Jorge Manuel
Tech. Hacker: Carlos Santiago
Brute: Adrian Alvaro
Sharpshooter: Jose Alejandro
Second-in-commander: Ryan Miller Fondren
Tricker: Dave Larswill

Jose:"Now at least we gettin' some bank savings by every mission."

Dave:"Heh, finest joke."

*Knock. Knock.*

???:"Rushmore, Captain price with Shatter's Will." *Rushmore:"Opening it."*

Door opened to reveal six, four Shatter's Will's special crew. One familiar face, another one not so familiar but known by USA. British man told the four to do their thing.

Robot dim its head light lower playing his coin around that's V1, girl in military uniform of JGSDF took her phone out leaning against behind her is a wall, Jessica Bailey, an octopus girl went inside "simulation training" increase her flexibility and reaction. Desti.

As lastly ninja laying on a wall with a sword waited with a pistol on its hand thinking its former ally in the badlands. ZerO

Maric:"Captain price, an legend in the mist." *Price:"Someone got their history about our business. Didn't they?* "I could've said it better myself. If my head isn't in a confusing position, these guys are sub-group as Shatter's Will. An connection to official multinational special operation, Nexus Task force 141 or NTF-141 for short. Bring some extra hands for any mission in case of planning failure."

Jorge:"Also you, Rodney you've recently assigned to this group, didn't you?" *Rodney:"Yea, why's that?"* "Nothing, just wondering why'd Soap, chooses you for this particular reason."

Rodney:"I've got little reason, getting my guessing right or wrong, I'd rather know than most. Cuz Soap he was my mentor before WW3 occurred."

Price was, to say have an thinking moment, before smiled about Rodney had an mentor named Soap. Which he was S.A.S before TF-141.

Price:"An F.N.G than, can't say for sure for this rookie year." *Rodney:"F.N.G? Fucking new guy I assume?"* "Correct nicely."

Adrian:"Unexpected term word of F.N.G, but that could be used for any newcomer." *Jose:"Not too offensive, you gettin' me eh?"* "Jose, please stop will you?"

Dave:"These four are the definition of 'Never judge by their looks.' Many never think straight about opponent's many opportunities to exploit their weaknesses. Trust me many fuckin' die."

Ryan:"Do know, I may be expert in both things as a soldier, but this is outta hand for standard human."

Price:"Standard human or not, thinking we're in a fantasy world." *RUSHMORE:"Right, we're in a fanfic..."* "What?"

RUSHMORE:"Nothing! Really nothing! But gotta cut our conversation off, I finally found (Y/n) waiting for you in drop off ship." *Maric:"Found?"* "Had a hard to locate him during largely places, he sent an information attachment on this map. Called 'Banishing Bruner' desert, desert filled with crawling creatures called, Forgotten Zivilist."

Carlos:"I've study about these...Forgotten Zivilist, German scientists nicknamed them. They're are...corrupt people. Thrill of havoc, and constant struggles, surviving in destruction heat is not granted for living." Sayin' of Banishing brunet data, Not fun place to live there really. "There were rumors that many say they change back into normal. But to clear that up, they can't change back. Cuz those ain't our people anymore."

Rodney:"Meaning-

Price cutter off his sentence, finishing his two word.

Price:"Killing them." Captain British replied with a cold tone. "I'm sorry but they're no longer our citizens anymore. If you asked about this topic, go ask Mr. (Y/n). He'd might left out unanswered questions."

RUSHMORE:"Reality is a...foreign currency of rotten capitalism, but federation defector! Please do hurry."

Maric:"Very, Brethren? Get your weapon and equipments, Let's move."

All federation def. Agreed with him, seven took their time to collect their main weaponry, before took their leave from where'd six came.

Four Jessica was interested about their background how did they become, as ZerO, its a bit meh but respectable to them, V1 finds them really dissatisfied with eight normal humans, although knows they're capable of. And desti very much to word impressed.

Jessica:"Remarkable, there's something about these group, I'll never stop fascinating about this universe and such."

ZerO:"For an example/They're just normal humanity/But strongly believes." ZerO stood up from the wall it was. "I've been seein' legends/Bypassing many path leading deaths/Compare together?"

V1:"ALL OF JUST ONE SQUADRON? THAT'S NONSENSE OFFICIAL." Machine said, kept tossing its coin. "BUT THEIR EFFORTS AND WILLFUL ARE SOMETHING TO QUESTION ABOUT, TRULY SOMETHING." Admitted, Federation defector quite highly recommended missions.

Price:"So Rushmore, what's up with your interest of this group?"

RUSHMORE:"Shatter's Will squadron I've didn't forget about you guys, so! Do you guys remember any what happened year ago?"

Price:"Year?" He stood confidently and confused about AI meant. "Happened year ago...?"

However Jessica do remembered something. "I've remembered... There were recent incidents about unidentified organizations...It's about television show..."

RUSHMORE:"Bingo! That's the one, cuz I've found that universe! Although I would need some help, you were called for a reason! Now's this is going to be worth something!"

Price:"Seem likely Rushmore, but isn't it odd about this organization control television media for entertainment?"

RUSHMORE:"Now's a perfect opportunity to get in, rescue them, get out, get out petty simply right? Unfortunately we got quite some troublesome issues."

V1:"WHAT IS?" Robotic murder vocalize, tossing coin emotionless. "TROUBLE OCCURRED ALREADY?"

RUSHMORE:"Short of, just our enemy trying to get them also, guessing gettin' high priorities from many places, due to their advanced technology, they'll try to stop you rescuing these people."

Jessica:"What about other race, religion, anything their universe?" *RUSHMORE:"Unfortunately, it was doomed from the start, all humanity was extinction."* "Hrm...interesting but concerning. Despite extinction, did anyone survived?"

Rushmore only replied with saddened tone. "As their world went extinctions. There was sixteen survivors, or to be exact I wished, there just three survivors, those thirteen survivors has died by word 'Killing game'. He Reported, despite failure to save them early. But there's always something to try harder than wailing out guilty.

RUSHMORE:"But it's not the time to remorseful, you need to get there first, before Axis allies gets there. Price?"

Price:"Rodney, you will lead squadron." *Rodney:"Me? No any teaching ropes around for a newcomer member I should know?"* "I've got another errands to deliver. Soap wasn't here to give you one, due to his absent with general Dempsey, briefing about his involvement."

Sayin' his last words, he went exactly where'd federation went.

RUSHMORE:"Now squadron of Will's, you're been coordinated to go rescue three people they are begging to be save by you, drone will show you where'd drop-off ship will be." Said with a serious tone and thrills of excitement. "Now off you go! Don't let these axis alliance win over there people! God bless this iciness world!"

Saying that, captain British now's away to deal with his own problems in his occupation. Desti, looked to their "New leader" within their party.

Desti:"Heh, now we're taking order from you now? Wow never thought a moron's dream come true." *Rodney:"Hey, I was enlisted from American army."* "American hrm?"

Jessica:"Explicitly, he's an Canadian-American, knows little about Swedish languages." *Desti:"Wait Swedish? He can speak Swedish?"*

Rodney:"Hon har rätt, vet du?" Soldier spoken in Swedish words. Thankfully V1 translated that language.

V1:"ALREADY TRANSLATED IT, <SHE'S RIGHT YOU KNOW?>. THAT'S WHAT HE SAID."

Desti:"Tch...you're playing jackass now..."

Jessica:"I could use an comedy man to give us some laughs."

Meanwhile, Banishing Bruner.

Unforgivable heats from the above where'd colorful blues, changes to like orangish like to respective deserts, but it's not your normal desert, reminder about the first line unforgivable heat, an intensely hottest that could drain out their water supply in their body.

Just make sure you have extra supplies of coldest water to keep you hydrated and cold from ungodly temperatures. It's likely to be 60ºC, so get all any COLDEST machinery if you wanna survival there.

However there's one if not, lower count of people living here in Banishing burner. Away from laws and orders, some want to lived better, some wanting to trade. Some wanting to make their own clan.

But to someone that granted their rights and membership clan that kept people in order. Thanks to their ability that supported his clan.

His clan title is named: Cataclysmic vengeance.

That man is named Shadow blaze. Keeping his clan runnin' and good.

<Shadow Blaze - BELONG TO THEIR OC: Iceprince748>

Shadow:"Hrm...deprive by my own emotion that kept dropping my guard, despite that I'm in different world..." questioned himself. "But I'm a bit shyly, I made this clan to survive from this harshly heat. I'm different than others."

Shadow however is quite different, hard to express it about "different than others" since quite literally often silent in every aspect of it. Neither that, he quite popularly in desert lands than mainland. However try to avoid giving annoyance to him, he is not should to be mess around with. In his trait of making, he quite smart than all in his group clan.

Shadow:"I should work on build out AI that make us...no, something around and carve.~"

But due to his kinks, he got those feelings unfortunately, shadow smack out of it from his wet dreams.

Shadow:"Gah! Stop dreaming! Get your mind out of the damn gutter!" Gettin' minded off, lacking his sense away in seriousness plans. "Jeez my it's killing me with these wet dream...tee...hee."

*Knock, knock.*

Gentle knock twice, clan owner fall himself to the floor, hurting his back. He stood up with his painful back, rubbing. "Ow! Man at least someone knock instead bursting in. I'm coming."

Walking, yet still rubbing, unlocking a wooden door. Meeting an old friend who hunts down any animals to survive. As honored someone at the same time.

Man who hunts down any kind of animal for peak survival. Is Vergil Bairn.

Vergil Bairn - BELONG TO THEIR OC: childofPluto70

Vergil:"Hey, you're doing good? I've heard you fall down, presumedly your stall chair?" *Shadow:"What'd makes you say that?*" "I can see your chair I'm seeing. But it's not really important."

Shadow:"Hrm? Any important news?" *Vergil:"One of my group members caught glimpse something, but it's best to see yourself."* "Of course, let me get equipment H.E.A.T to maintain unbearable temperature."

Vergil:"H.E.A.T?" *Shadow:"Its an Heat-Resistance-Assemble-sTupor. It's quite useful in heatedly pleas, wouldn't mind asking for another."* "I would, this heat is draining my aura real quick, despite my semblance is a target like."

Shadow:"Wait hold on, isn't semblance supposed to act like protection against any physical attacks?" *"Vergil:"Physical, but not mentally unlikely, however this granted also acts like environment protection."* "Oh that's the reason you live longer than none-semblance user, let's cut the chase."

Owner clan tossed to him, Vergil nabbed it in mid-air equipped on his shoulder. It begin to form into a device that could implant itself in the chest, that made Vergil worry about.

Vergil:"Are you sure this H.E.A.T could help the body maintain its function and logic sense?" *Shadow:"Believe me, it did hurt lot in every test, especially for keep your body cold and warm, except avoiding extreme cold that is."* "Oh...?"

Shadow:"What? I made a deal with the devil, my body attempted to kill me! Thankfully, my adopted dad managed to kill that bloody demonic of lords. But really be prepared tho."

Vergil readily for the sooner pain as implant starts up it's sharp, *Click.* tiny sound impaled his chest. Felt his body immediately coldest but not immediate frozen. Not much pain to deal with. Now Vergil's body is truly resilient against godly heat.

Shadow:"Come on, we can still talk about me."

Clan owner opened an wooden door, leading to the waiting room, in the middle where'd a waitress contact clan leader to ask any question, request or permission. Wide room with chairs on both sides, no one is here to ask him something.

Vergil:"Wow...never thought your...adopted father save you." *Shadow:"He taught me about my powers, it's hella fun, also difficult to get use to. Now already mastered all these powers, there's more things to learn tho. Although he...unfortunately passed away."* "I'm...really sorry...about your father..." Sorrowful his passing. He decided to make a joke that could cheer him up.

Vergil:"So wouldn't mind I make a joke?" *Shadow:"An joke? Really?"* "Come on, you know jokes get anyone better. Just once?" Try's to get shadow's allowance. Which he accepted it.

Shadow:"Fine. Once okay! So give it." *Vergil:"Why'd did Mr. Hunter went to hell?"* "...? Why did Hunter went to hell?" *"So he could beat up motherfucker more Satan's demons!"* "Pff, now that's really clever, there's a reason why you're in my clan."

Vergil:"Your people need me to survive, I'm gladly here to aid your clan's causes."

Some time later...

Shadow:"Now we're here already." Finally here to leave shadow's HQ. "It quite literally largely to occur many people to get lost."

Vergil:"Probably add some maps around your HQ." *Shadow:"Yea I gotta add that."* "Any reason there's a needed steel room that leads the outside?"

Shadow:"Safety protocol, anyone gets heated real quickly."

Hunter, clan owner ready themselves for intense heat as automate slowly opens up an steel door.

Vergil:"Should I be...?" *Shadow:"Yes, its going to feel like bullet piercing through your body, but ends fasts."* "That's good- wait is that a bad thi-

*SCCRRRGGG*

Before Hunter can even finish his sentence, an giant heat wave bloom in hot air rush in their body.

Vergil:"WHOA! HOLY SHIT! That's quite hot!"

Shadow:"Yeah, you'll get used of that. I'm calling an vehicle that can reach our destination fastest." *Vergil:"Well I'll be damn."* "I- um...stolen someone blueprint."

Hunter didn't brother asking why, he believed he was simply trying to survive from harsh weather. Despite attempts to steal, there is, and was is need to stay alive.

Then a car drive aside, an sci-fi car opened a driver's door.

Shadow:"Let's ride."

Leader entered his own (stolen) car, as Hunter opened and sits in passenger's seat. Than drove away. As a camera panned slowly away, revealing  drone watching over with these two unaware. Until a decal shown displayed by the following.

W.O.H-SAGE CLASS

With that, an male voice was heard.

???:"So, these two...wondering why'd are they doing here? They might intervene Federation defector...I'm going to inform Rushmore about this..."