First Strike(Saber, Prythian)
Nov 9, 2015 1:53:44 GMT -5
Post by Mani4c on Nov 9, 2015 1:53:44 GMT -5
It had been almost a month since a massive viral outbreak had rocked the North American Cyber City, and set loose and army of berserk machines across the unites states. The NY-NPD's Main Precinct was busy as usual, and It's server was no different, things had seemingly settled into their normal rhythm once again.
But unbeknownst to the law officers inside of the server, three powerful viruses were gathered on a nearby rooftop, organizing the opening shots of an all-out invasion. Abraxas, the leader of the group, had several communications windows open, coordinating with his other generals. Each one assigned to lead a strike force in a synchronized attack against the north american NPD.
He looked at a black armored avatar with a frog like mouth, "Blight, you take care of the southwest, and please, don't completely destroy the server, it's connections could be useful when we turn this city into a hive." He turned to the next screen showing a young woman with long blonde hair. "Thorn, you take the northwest, any scientific research you find that could be useful, copy it." The turned next to another woman this time with raven hair and two horns. "Hecate, wipe out any resistance in the midwest, but, leave the corpses, we're running out of room for your ghouls." The woman nodded. "Yes, lord Abraxas." Abraxas turned to the next general, a man with white hair and an eyepatch, "Ripper, the southeast sector is yours, have fun!" He turned to the final screen, it's occupant looking like a deep sea diver or some kind of machine. "Genome, take as many samples as you can, we'll need to upgrade the troops." "As if I needed an excuse, my lord."
Abraxas nodded at the assembled screens and cut the connections, he then looked at the most important person accompanying him, the man responsible for the viral attack a month before, Zeus. "Zeus, this portion of the server is linked to a physical world precinct with a rather sizable lockup attached to it. I want you to disable the security and riot suppression measures, oh, and make it so the convicts can gain access to some firearms as well. If you'd be so kind." Abraxas' tone was casual, as if he was ordering a meal at a restaurant instead of essentially siccing violent criminals on law officers.
But unbeknownst to the law officers inside of the server, three powerful viruses were gathered on a nearby rooftop, organizing the opening shots of an all-out invasion. Abraxas, the leader of the group, had several communications windows open, coordinating with his other generals. Each one assigned to lead a strike force in a synchronized attack against the north american NPD.
He looked at a black armored avatar with a frog like mouth, "Blight, you take care of the southwest, and please, don't completely destroy the server, it's connections could be useful when we turn this city into a hive." He turned to the next screen showing a young woman with long blonde hair. "Thorn, you take the northwest, any scientific research you find that could be useful, copy it." The turned next to another woman this time with raven hair and two horns. "Hecate, wipe out any resistance in the midwest, but, leave the corpses, we're running out of room for your ghouls." The woman nodded. "Yes, lord Abraxas." Abraxas turned to the next general, a man with white hair and an eyepatch, "Ripper, the southeast sector is yours, have fun!" He turned to the final screen, it's occupant looking like a deep sea diver or some kind of machine. "Genome, take as many samples as you can, we'll need to upgrade the troops." "As if I needed an excuse, my lord."
Abraxas nodded at the assembled screens and cut the connections, he then looked at the most important person accompanying him, the man responsible for the viral attack a month before, Zeus. "Zeus, this portion of the server is linked to a physical world precinct with a rather sizable lockup attached to it. I want you to disable the security and riot suppression measures, oh, and make it so the convicts can gain access to some firearms as well. If you'd be so kind." Abraxas' tone was casual, as if he was ordering a meal at a restaurant instead of essentially siccing violent criminals on law officers.