And I can guide a missile by satellite

[liebe_krieg]

WHO: The Major and everyone who signed up to fight in the City.
WHERE: Locations across the City.
WHEN: 11 PM Friday evening.
WARNINGS: So. Much. Violence.
SUMMARY: Operation Gotterdammerung has begun, and with it Case Schwarze: a full air and ground assault against the ImPort community designed to prevent interference with the nuke in Washington. Missiles and vampires ahoy!
FORMAT: Whatever works.
NOTES: Don't forget to add your characters' tags as they join in!

Leaning back in his chair, occasionally taking the time to dictate a response to his post on the communicator, the Major watched happily as his master plan at last unfolded. It was all worth it, he could already tell. The months of planning, the prison takeover, the theft of the bomb, the kidnapping of the Detective, all the promises he’d made to his new comrades, it was all coming together right here in front of him, in the fire and explosions of detonating missiles and attacking vampires. It was the fulfillment of his most cherished dream: a war beyond any man’s history had ever known. Reports from his crew filtered in from all around him:

”Rot Team reports that they are in position Major. Package is secure.”

”Schwarze One reports commencing attack on police station.”

”Missile hit! Confirmed hit on Turing nightclub!”

”Schwarze Five, commencing assault on the Spark Roast.”

”Confirmed missile hits on both prisons!”

He sat and listened and smiled and watched. In less than an hour the device would detonate, and America’s capital would be swallowed up in a mushroom cloud. There would have to be retaliation, retaliation greater than that after Pearl Harbor, retaliation not just at those responsible but also at those who had let it happen because they were too busy looking after their own homes. There would be war, first native against ImPort, but then as things fell apart ImPort against ImPort, native against native, war between teams, countries, movements, alliances! War upon war upon war!

“It has begun,” the Major said to himself, watching the chaos unfold on the array of screens hanging from the ceiling in front of his seat, as well as through the DEM II’s vast observation window. “The dance that cannot end! The symphony I can revel in for all time! The fire that shall never burn out!”

Below, the prelude to that symphony continued.

Comments

Re: The Major's Airship INTERIOR

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron's own strength if formidable, and any damage he gains from the sharp metal he helps Elisa rip from the hull doesn't linger. He pauses a second when she mentions taking him out.

"Do we want him alive?" He's not in the mood to chance that The Major will escape simply because of that loophole, but he knows there may not be a choice.

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

"Severely incapacitated, but alive if possible. Dead, he can reappear in a few weeks and we have no way of finding him," Elisa replies as she and Jono slip down the breach they've made. "The bridge should be up this way. Let's go."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

"Understood." Alive was good. Aaron has his guns out now that they're in the lion's den, and has his senses on full alert as he follows them into the ship.

[liebe_krieg]

A worried voice interrupts the Major's reverie of destruction. "Sturmbahnfuhrer, we have detected a small hull breach. We may have been boarded."

The Major waves a hand carelessly. "Take a squad to the breach and seal it off, then. Let no enemy approach the bridge! If you find an intruder, kill them."

The 'officer' nods, baring his teeth and clicking the safety off his handgun. A few seconds later four armed vampires are stalking down the hall leading to the bridge, on a course to intercept the cops.

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

They keep their guard up. Elisa's not entirely sure of their direction, but she knows that once they start to run into the Major's goons, they'll be pointed in the right direction.

And sure enough, here they come. Hyped up on adrenaline and Gargoyle aggression, Elisa snarls and dives forward to attack.

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Seeing the approaching threat coming for them, Aaron grits his teeth and takes aim. As Elisa takes them head on, he holsters his weapons and decides to take his chances hand-to-hand, rather than risk their lives with stray bullets. Following in her path, he charges in with her.

[liebe_krieg]

Surprised by the sudden onslaught of a freaking Gargoyle, some blue guy, and another vampire, the Nazi squad find themselves slammed to the deck by the cops' charge, with only one or two wild shots being fired before things go close-quarters. But it only takes a moment for them to flip themselves to their feet, snarling and drawing knives to slash at Elisa, Aaron and Jono.

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

"Jono, shield!" Elisa cried as she slashed at the soldiers with her claws. She's aiming to incapacitate, not kill, but she knows she'll do what she has to. They advance and Elisa capes her wings, diving forward to take out the kneecaps of the closest soldiers. Her tail whips around to incapacitate a second.

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

As foolish as it is, Aaron charges for the knives, at the moment not particularly caring for his own safety. If the weapons are more than steel he'll be regretting it, but he wants to take them down quickly. He wants The Major.

Aaron gives a feral snarl as he grabs at the vampire he's squared off against, leveraging every ounce of strength against the opponent.

[liebe_krieg]

The soldier Aaron is grappling with yells in surprise as he is thrown into the air and hurled against a bulkhead. Nearby two more fall, one with one of his kneecaps suddenly and painfully shattered by Elisa, another with a face full of Gargoyle tail. The fourth bounces off Jono's shield and hits the deck headfirst. But none of it is enough to keep them down, and the one who hit the bulkhead is already on his feet, yelling into a radio for another squad.

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

"Crap!" Elisa yelps as the soldiers radioed for backup. In times like these, few and far though they were, she figures a good guiding principle is 'what would McClane do?'

So she launches herself at the radio and shatters it in her clawed fist. Still, their presence isn't exactly secret anymore, and Elisa knows that they can very easily get caught fighting the grunts for a long time in these corridors. Time is very rapidly running out. "Jono, stay here and keep these guys occupied! Aaron and I are going ahead! Catch up when you can!" She body-checks one of the soldiers in her way, intent on making it closer to the Major and the bridge.

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron pulls a gun, but lacking time to aim, and his ammunition limited, he takes a vicious strike at the nearest vampire with the butt of it. And then shoots at the chest of one of the remaining vampires. No reason he can't try to help Jono out a bit before he and Elisa run off after The Major.

[liebe_krieg]

Meanwhile, on the bridge, the Major was simply leaning back and enjoying the screams, both here and in Washington. A content smile on his face, he paid no attention to the worried expressions of his bridge crew, nor the fire and hull breach alarms going off, nor the way the airship was shuddering and lurching under the attacks of the fliers pounding away at it.

"Major! Major, the police have armored support! They have a sniper! We can't break through their defenses!"

"Sir, these children are monsters, they're fucking crushing us, we- aaaaah-"

"There is some sort of creature at the construction company Major, it's tearing us apart!"

"Major, Schwarze Nine, requesting reinforcements!"

"Scharwze Seven, we've been almost annihilated, permission to retreat!"

"Our ammunition is running low, the enemy has silver!"

"This isn't a coffee shop, it's a fucking fortress!"

"We're not strong enough for them... even as vampires, we're not strong enough!"

"The MAC team has been wiped out, Fuhrer, please, please let us surrender!"

"OH GOD WHY IS THERE A FUCKING DRAGON."

Listening to his troops fall, the Major only chuckled and rested his hands on his belly. "Retreat? Surrender? Please, stop being ridiculous. Muster your dignity! Remember your courage! You all joined me to kill and be killed, and now that is exactly what each and every one of you is going to do. This is war! Merciless, terrible war that consumes all in its path! And you all volunteered to be fuel for its flames."

He hit a button on his remote, and one of the screens in front of him zoomed in on the shambles that the police station assault was becoming. "So please, do stop whining. Go and fight and die, like the proud iron SS soldiers you wanted to be like! Go do your best to be worthy of their cruel legacy. Meet your fate on the battlefield with whatever honor you can manage. Or die pathetically, mewling and whimpering on your knees! I really don't care one bit."

He swiveled in his chair to address his horrified fire-control officer. "Now, let's step up the tempo! Let's really start to dance! Prepare a fresh air-to-ground barrage!"

No more edits for you!

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

The faster they took out the major, the quicker this would be over. And it was with this determination that Elisa pushed her way forward until she wound up finding herself outside the bridge. She morphs back into her human form, not wanting the Major to see her fully Gargoyle just yet. Once Aaron's caught up with her, she nods and the enter the command center. She draws her gun casually and saunters in, acting as though she owns the place. "Let's not and say we did. Guten tag, Herr Major."

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron has both his weapons drawn, backing up Elisa as he surveys the bridge, trying to identify how many vampires there may be with The Major. The rocking of the ship has certainly given him concern whether they'll be able to escape before the ship goes down from whatever is being done to it, but he puts the thoughts out of his mind for now. There sits The Major, and he tries not to let his attention linger on him as he points his guns at the vampires on the bridge.

[liebe_krieg]

The Major turns to smile at the two of them. "Ah, Assistant Commissioner, Detective. I am very pleased that you could make it. You can be firsthand witnesses to my triumph. You see, I am about to inaugurate a little war." He motions at the screens that show what is happening in Washington. "You can see it all on TV. But I am afraid I cannot be your host right now; I have a world to burn. Kill them both!" The Major's bodyguards, two taller vampires in SS greatcoats, helmets and body armour, raise their submachine guns and open fire.

/SLAMS IN HERE i-if that's alright

[jonocalypse.livejournal.com]

The bullets hurtle and are caught, thudding against a solid-sound barrier barely a foot from Maza and Aaron. Jono skids and stumbles inelegantly as he lands behind the other officers, switching his concentration from flying fast as he could to shielding best as he can; he'd rushed to the bridge after having decimated the remaining vampires in the hallway with bullets and a shriek that had accidentally ripped another hole in the hull.

Control issues aside, Jono takes up his place slightly behind Maza, attempting to hold the shield up with a whine just above the range of normal hearing, throat hoarse and no breath left for a quip.

They are untouchable - but only for the moment, and the shield works both ways. In order to fire back, Jono would have to bring it down, leaving them vulnerable once more.

Slam away!!

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

Jono's shield protects them from the bullets, but it's not very good on the offensive. They can't take him out like this, so Elisa signals for Jono to drop the shield, shifting to her Gargoyle form once more. She dives immediately low to the ground. An angry roar rips from her throat and her eyes glow with super-human power and fury. She sinks her talons deep into the metal plate of the wall and rips it off, flinging it at the bodyguards. It hits them dead on.

Not wanting to waste the precious few moments free of submachine fire, Elisa tears off another hunk of the wall and destroys the Major's screen before turning her attention to the fat man himself.

Now it's a party!

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron flinches but when the shield goes up, he straightens. When Elisa takes out the guards he uses the opportunity to start for The Major. He has no idea what other surprises the madman has in store for them here, but Aaron intends to get to him before he can throw anything else at them. He wants him alive, there will be no escapes through death if Aaron can help it.

[liebe_krieg]

"Oh, now really, this is too much!" The Major's smile actually vanishes for once when the screen he was watching explodes, and he draws his Luger, realizing that he might actually have to engage in combat instead of simply specating. "You are interrupting my spectacle. All of you, kill them! A promotion to whoever takes them down!" Instantly the bridge crewmembers are flinging themselves from their seats to tackle the officers or drawing handguns, while the two bodyguards toss off the sheet of metal and regain their feet.

[jonocalypse.livejournal.com]

Jono does as he's told, and ducks as the shield goes down - this is unnecessary, as Elisa makes short work of the two bodyguards. He sees Aaron go for the Major, and decides to cover him, taking out one of the crewmembers with a sonic pulse and creating another shield at Aaron's back.

This only lasts for a moment, though, as two crewmembers tackle him, and Jono loses concentration on thrown sound as he focuses on hand-to-hand.

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

As the Major barks out his orders, Elisa's irrationally reminded of that old Klondike jingle: what would you do for a promotion? It's a good thing that many of the bridge crewmembers are up here and not down there for a reason. Most are not good, seasoned fighters. Elisa moves as fast as she can through them, claws ripping so easily through unprotected flesh. The important thing is to get to the Major. She smashes through several of the consoles that run the ship the few moments she finds a bit of a break in the battle, but they can't last like this.

[grey1911.livejournal.com]

Aaron charges for The Major at his proclamation, but he falls short as he's tackled to the floor. In an instant his mind recalls his capture, and the first time he'd met The Major. Using the memory to fuel his rage, he shouts as he pushes against the opposition, throwing them about as he works to clear his path to the Nazi madman. He ignores any threat the bristling weaponry in the room may present to him, he's too focused on his goal.

[liebe_krieg]

The Nazis fall away from the cops, some being hurled screaming into the air by superhuman blows and sonic blasts, others realizing that their devotion to their race has limits after all and running from the bridge. Soon, Aaron is in front of the Major and his chair. However, the Major doesn't look worried at all- he's still smiling.

"What a display of ferocity!" He says. "But still, that is no excuse for interrupting the much greater performance I was enjoying before you interrupted. Auf wiedersehn, Detective!" The Major points a remote at Aaron and presses a button, and suddenly the floor is opening up beneath the vampire's feet to reveal a long shaft heading straight to the bowels of the airship- a trapdoor. It's a long way down to the acid pit at the bottom.

[jonocalypse.livejournal.com]

Jono is being strangled, and from behind, no less. There is a thin wire around his throat, and he has another assailant landing blows on him while his attention is elsewhere. Neither of the neo-Nazis counted on Jono's police baton, however; Jono himself hadn't, until he remembered after a particularly vicious punch to the jaw.

He dispatches the man with the noose in time to see a trapdoor open; Aaron is gone, and Jono can put two and two together. There's no time to talk things over - Elisa is closest to the Major, she's mostly unharmed at this point, and her wingspan looks too wide for the small tunnel.

Jono thus makes his snap decision and dives down the shaft after Aaron before Maza can, hoping and praying he'll have strength of voice to lift the two of them out.