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     We fought on, knowing that we could not fight an extended, drawn out battle, and knowing the inevitable would eventually happen.  Then it finally came to pass, we ran dry on all types of ammunitions, missles, shots, all we had left were blades.  After discarding all emptied weapons  I fought on for a while with the powerful short blade I wielded but even all of my skills as a blader weren�t a match for these accurate and ruthless enemies.  After a desperate struggle I was forced to back away from the enemies, as were the others, soon all three of our damaged and dented ACs were back to back surrounded by the remnants of the enemies.  Vulcan stated, �Dammit, I got nothing left.  It�s gonna be tough to fight on like this, I don�t know how this�ll turn out but� maybe one of us can think of something. Any ideas?� Fox then stated, �I wish this could have turned out better, we all fought so hard.  It�s starting to look bad.�  I then gazed up at that fortress and the sheer sight of it angered me, the fury within myself grew to a level I had not felt in a while.  With this I felt that I could go on fighting and I answered �Vulcan, Fox, we�re in a corner, if worse comes to pass then, it was an honor fighting alongside you two�� I closed my eyes, tilted my head and started to remember what a brave pilot once told me before meeting his demise� I spoke to them again �I recall what a strong man once told me�  He told me to find your battlefield, and to fight your battle.  Even if it may be a losing battle one should fight on, because in the end you will know that you stayed true to your own emotions, and that even if the battle is lost, you will know that you did not contradict your own feelings��

     After our talk, silence rang over the battlefield, and the MTs seemed to start moving closer, perhaps they were ordered to finish us, or perhaps they were acting of their own will.  All that doesn�t matter, all I know is that then at that moment, something happened that I would never have expected.  As the Neo Muscle Tracers approached the three of us and grew closer something strange happened.  From seemingly out of nowhere energy weapon fire flew over us and blasted the heads off of three MTs with well placed laser rifle blasts.  Suddenly landing in front of us, a silver and blue mid-weight Armored Core stood and held it�s laser rifle aimed toward the enemies in front of us.  Vulcan came across on my screen somewhat surprised �Hey who the hell is that!?� the silver AC then responded and said �My name is Wild Silver, my comrades and I are here to help you take down that thing and destroy these threats.� I thought to myself �Comrades?�  A moment later we all noticed a large silver tank AC overboost across the battlefield taking out multiple enemies with waves of arm missles.  This AC�s pilot responded in a gruff voice �This is Liquid, preparing to make another sweep of the battlefield.�  The tank then turned quickly with specialized boosters and a large black cannon folded over it's shoulder.  Suddenly the AC let off a large grenade blast, which traveled across the battlefield hitting it's target, taking out multiple MTs in one blast.  On the other end of the grounds was a large blue quad AC quickly dashing along the ground destroying enemies with a chain gun and rockets, he replies �This is Blue Devil, the situation seems to be clearing up.�

     The silver AC then turned to us after looking at the substantial wreckage on the battlefield, �You three are pretty good, you took out this many even with the grim realization that you were so vastly outnumbered� Anyway, we were sent by the government to destroy all traces of that fortress and these new �Type-X� MTs, they could become a large threat if left uncontrolled.  Soon a large aerial fleet will come by to bomb that thing and shoot it outta the sky.�  I stood there and looked around for a few second.  Soon I walked forward towards the silver AC and murmured, �I must go to the fortress, something of mine is there and I must retrieve it.�  Silver responded, �Wait no, the bombing, it�s much to dangerous and your AC is too badly damaged to risk going up there.  You�d have to be crazy to try that in your condition, once the bombers come by you�ll be caught up in the blast if you�re up there.�  I responded to him �No, the time is now, I must go�  You can�t tell me what to do.�  I then activated the limiter release controls.  All my energy started to gather quickly into the generator.  After contemplating for a moment he alert sounded, all energy was gathered.  Quickly I leaped upward and began my flight toward this ominous machine.

[Incoming message from Vulcan]
�Good luck and I hope you know what you�re doing.  I know it probably won�t be easy but, watch your back up there.�
[Incoming Message from Fox]
�Crimson, I know I can�t stop you now and trying to persuade you to stray from your path is useless, but please, for me, stay alive� I want to see you--------[Break in Communications]--------[Out of Range]----------

�Stay alive for her?  That soft tone in her voice, what did she mean?  She knew I lived only for the fight, she knew I was a warrior and nothing more.  Did this woman have feelings for me?  Strange for a raven like her to display this sudden emotion.  She had been a ruthless sniper, a killer who put no hesitation into sending the bullet of her gun into the brain of her target. Then again, she is a killer, but first and foremost a woman...  No matter, I shouldn't blur my mind with these trivial thoughts. It's time...  There it is..."

(((After a long flight Crimson Fury roughly lands his badly damaged dark blue AC  atop a launch deck, which sits atop the flying fortress, barely making it before his energy runs dry.  His AC�s head turns left then right as it�s pilot examines the area. �Hmm� no enemies in sight, what�s going on here��  The AC�s leg joint suddenly buckles, and Crimson Fury barely corrects his ACs posture before stumbling.  Crimson Fury runs a full status check on the Azure Knight.  Boosters Malfunctioning, Armament: Multi Missle-discarded, Middle Missle-discarded, Machine Gun- discarded.  Primary Armament- Laser Blade-ELS-7880.  External Damage: Right Arm Destroyed, Left Leg Joint Balancer Malfunction.  Armor Point �Danger Zone.  System: Sensors-Functional, Radar-Error, FCS-Optimizing, Overboost: Functional)))

     Now it comes to this, I stand here at the entrance of this aerial fortress.  Strangely I see no signs of movement, activity, or even one MT but I could care less.  I�m on the brink of finding the ones responsible for the terrorizing of, and unjust deaths of all the Raven�s lost when that prototype Mega Weapon was unleashed on at the yearly arena championship those months ago.  Yes I remember those atrocities as if they occured yesterday... 
    
     They all fought back, and most were crushed under it�s unreal power, in those that were destroyed were many young Ravens.  The young pilots with aspirations to chase their dreams, yet they never got their chance due to this weapon, this hellish creation whose sole purpose was to destroy all Ravens.  Eventually after a grueling battle against this Mega Weapon we were able to subdue it.  Ares, Lionheart, myself and a few other  pilots managed to destroy the machine, but after so many human losses.  They�re still debating on rather to rebuild that arena, I doubt I�ll even set foot there again the way things are going now but, I must go insideand meet my destiny.  With my participation in the destruction of this weapon I seem to have been cursed, the enemies noticed me, and they sent many assassins my way.  I managed to evade or counter them up until the day they ambushed me in the Zearm desert on a fake mission request.  What baffles me is the question, why did my enemies take my AC from me, leaving me unconscious yet unscathed in the desert?  Now I may finally know and I must travel into the bowels of this sinister place, not knowing what awaits me.  With this badly damaged AC the odds are against me but I cannot quit now and turning back is not an option.

         
                                                      
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