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03:26 Hours, December 1st, 2552 (Military calendar)
Location: San Buena, California > Train Station
The four began their strafe back to the train station; weapons raised and scanning their sectors. Jackson partially raised his right hand when they approached the intersection overlooking the massive building; displaying a flat palm outward and splitting his index and middle finger apart; flicking back his wrist before returning his grip to the shotgun. Without breaking pace, the rest of the fireteam fanned out in a wedge ahead of the group. Already, contacts began appearing on their motion sensors. There was no point in speaking among themselves now; they were operating as a proper attachè.

"Incoming fast movers, twelve o'clock high. Find cover." Jackson conveyed to the group as the fireteam crouched and individually took cover behind or between whatever vehicle they could, their weapons angled at the horizon of the sky. Hopefully, they were quick to obtain a visual before the enemy did from distance alone. "Three."

Hailey peered through the scope of her Stanchion, before stopping short of the large structure's dome. There, on the top of the building slightly to the rear of the Station was something she couldn't properly describe in response for several seconds. Her voice was audible, and the normally stoic demeanor was replaced with an air of unusual urgency. "Metallic biped.. animate, thirty feet. Smaller contacts are closing... Ten seconds to intercept."

The distance from the group's location to the station had to at least be a twenty-meter sprint. If they were going to get there, it would be the Spartans- yet, there would be no time for the others. Turning to glance back at the strange caped man, the golden polarized visor only managed to shoot Strange's reflection back at him. "Don't suppose you have a plan, Doctor?"
 

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Magneto clenched his jaw before raising his hand and firing a concentrated beam. "EM Disruptor!" he declared as the electromagnetic ray erupted from his barrier and swept the field, scrambling and frying the obnoxious bots' systems. He refused to let a single one best him, yet he knew it would exhaust him to eliminate an entire army. No doubt there were plenty more within the city limits.

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HUNK quietly went along with Three and Strange, keeping to the shadows to the best of his ability. The agent spied the brand new train; while he hadn't explored the entire station, this was uncanny. Amidst all the carnage and wreckage, this unidentified, oversized train stood with nary a scratch? "It's too good to be true," he pointed out over comms, fully expecting this to be a trap. He could almost envision the welcome party if they boarded, or where the train might take them. Despite his word of caution, though, each person here was in charge of their own survival.

Fireteam Maverick's sensors picked up movement nearby, so the agent shouldered his weapon in anticipation.

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Balalaika sat cross-legged in front the camera, smoking as usual. Her pistol sat proudly on the table just offscreen. "We made sure to sever all connections between our intel servers and CiMos so Berserk couldn't learn more than it already did. It was a costly move to wipe the infected servers, but two things made the decision easier for me: one, we have backups of our most crucial data, and two... we always return the favor tenfold." Underlying her cool demeanor was a tinge of menacing. She was ready for war.

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Three nodded to HUNK. She fires a quick line of ink on the ground, turning into a squid as she splashed into it. She quickly moved toward the train, looking inside, she could see that it held nothing of interest, as it was empty, save for a lone scout in a train's conductor's uniform, pretending to be driving a racecar. She lowers herself as she looks up into the sky, seeing some of the drones flying by. She quickly swims back, rolling next to HUNK. "There's nothing inside. Just a lone robot."

Gregory and Freddy kept low, hiding behind rubble as they got closer to the tracks. The drones consistent sound of buzzing ranged from quiet to noisy as they watched the agents step out into the ring. Many of the drones that flew by made way for a larger blimp drone. Three peaked out, pulling her bow back, she lets another arrow fly. It smashes into it's frontal camera, ink splattering all over it, leaving it blind. She ducks back into cover.

Within the Bot’s Hive, monitors showing the perspective of one of the blimps goes dark, covered in the ink from Agent Three's attack. Instead of alerting the other drones, the monitor reversed, calculating the trajectory of the ink splatter, and the direction of where it came from. Using it's camera, it detects where the arrow flew from, and sent the information to the drones and Megatron, alerting them of the general area they need to search.

Unaware to the lot, wires and nanomachines below the tracks began working, building something below the Agents as the drones closed in, four walls slowly being built around them.

The sound of echoing screaming as Magneto eradicated the last wave of Bots. With only the environment left, the large destroyer boats could be seen heading closer to the shore.

Then, from the darkness of the ocean, something massive flies right out of the ocean, it’s wing slicing one of the boats in two. It looked like some kind of giant, metal jet, a noticeable red glow coming from it’s cockpit. It began to fly toward the city.
 

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"You have done well.." Says Megatron as he congralutes the blimps. Now ready, he transforms once again, Soaring towards the tracks.

Gregory and Freddy could see Megatron getting closer to the area. It won't be a matter of time before he attacks..
 

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03:31 Hours, December 1st, 2552 (Military calendar)
Location: San Buena, California > Train Station
The biped transformed into a jet; an F-22 Raptor, from what she remembered of Earth's ancient 20th Century military under the CMA. She watched as it soared into the sky, banked, and headed directly for them. "Contact front; airborne hostile closing!" Hailey shouted, with Jack, Felix, and Ellie snapping up to seek cover. "Two; force it on the defensive! Everyone get into the Station; we'll provide cover! Go now!" The game of escort was on with a fucking robotic fighter jet, and Jackson's next priority was switching over to the Agency channel with an air of urgency. "Maverick One dual-band channel; engaging with airborne contact at egress point to Train Station, break, break, break! Send fire support if you've got some, over!"

Felix wasted no time in swapping to his M41 EM; the payload of both tubes loaded with Anti-Air HEAP charges and the cyclic rotary magazine ready to fire off another two. Peering down the SmartLink scope, two short tones sounded as the rocket launcher emitted a long, final lock tone. "Clear backblast!" With a quick squeeze of the trigger, the launcher emitted an orange-white flame from the back upper tube as the rocket soared toward the inbound jet; the chamber rotating the spent tube as the next rocket was brought around to fire. However, Felix delayed the second shot; moving back into cover and peering out to check if the jet had deployed CM's to fire again. Despite being well-shielded from 30mm autocannon fire, there was no telling what exactly this hostile was capable of in either transformed state.
 
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The trio did their best to lay low as they got moving. It was pretty easy for Sans as he was a complete lazybones and if he could avoid a fight that would always be the skeleton's go to. Rio and Whitty, however, were a different story. Rio was energetic and this nee world bad him all hyoed up for new rap challenges. He didn't show any fear as he esgerly poked about as if expecting one of those drones or other oddities they were hiding from to challenge him to a rap battle. It seemed like a pretty infantile way of thinking but it was pretty much the way of thinking he was used to. Whitty, on the other hand, didn't exactly have the size or appearance for hiding, so it was a bit difficult for him. That and all of this was making him anxious. He still didn't fully trust any of the agents. Something about them being dragged into something that as likely shady still refused to sit well with him. Nonetheless though, he kept going with the others. So far, they seemed to be in the clear.
 

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As the jet approached closer, Hailey could see it wasn’t a F-22 Raptor, it was.. alien. Said vehicle was going towards them, now close until it was hit.

Hit by the Rocket in the torso and Anti-Air bullets(?), Megatron had no choice but to transform, revealing himself. Fortunately, he was very close to landing, and managed to land without having some injuries. ”Courage, I see..” Megatron equips his lightweight cannon, ready to attack. ”..That is nothing but FOOLISH!”. Aiming at the squad, he rapidly fired a blast at their feet, which suddenly caused a explosion.
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03:36 Hours, December 1st, 2552 (Military calendar)
Location: San Buena, California > Train Station
Predictably, the assault cannon's thermobaric shockwave sent all four Spartans scrambling before they even had time to react; each suit's shield emitting a brilliant golden-yellow outline of the operators' forms as the heat and debris impacted against them; scorching the unprotected paint of cars and instantly superheating the metal to melt into the vehicle bodies. Not only did the damn thing speak, it attacked with an unusually quick momentum despite its towering size, and the only ones who could possibly land decent hits against the being were Felix, and Hailey. Even as the two had their weapons, the sudden shift in position left them no time to readjust and fire as they scrambled behind additional cover. The rapid pitched beeping of the MJOLNIR's low shields resonated throughout each of their helmets; indicating another close hit like that would collapse the shields and leave them all at the mercy of the automaton's heavy weaponry. Switching back to internal comms, Jackson grit his teeth before relaying orders once more.

"Two, pass Golf Romeo; delay fire on Primary! Four, Engage Charlie; Delta Foxtrot! Three, Sierra Alpha Echo; Primary!"

Felix's Grenade Rifle came sailing through the air at Jackson, who promptly caught the weapon and brought it into a lowered and ready stance. Hailey, crouching behind an overturned bus, had prepped her Stanchion to fire as she waited. Felix was also in cover, a few yards from Jackson with the launcher shouldered and angled downward and ready. Despite placing ample distance between them and the robot, a secondary blast would harbor serious consequences if it was close enough. They were running out of time already, and if Command couldn't do anything soon, the outcome was not going to be good. Jackson called out; external speakers were active once more. "Maul send you? Or are you with them?!"
 

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“Run like cowards if you want, but nothing will save you!” Megatron yelled as he saw the squad ready themselves. Did they really believe that they could beat the almighty Megatron? Stepping on a car, Megatron readied his cannon.

As the “fleshlings” called for help, he fired two more blasts from his lightweight cannon. The attacks were sent towards Felix and Jackson, which as the one before, caused two more explosions. After the shots, Megatron began to approach, activating his Cybertronian Mace in order to attack the two at the same time, if they do survive, that is..
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HUNK could hear the cannon fire outside. Fireteam Maverick's shields were being shredded. "Shit..." he hissed while marching towards the scene.

That was when a wall sprang up, blocking his path. "What the hell...!" The nanomachines all around boxed in the team. He stowed his TMP in subspace storage and withdrew a long and bulky weapon—a rocket-propelled grenade launcher! This metal couldn't be too thick yet. He needed to act fast.

"Clear backblast." HUNK fired the RPG-7 towards the shutter blocking the train tracks, aiming to create a fleeting exit for the other agents and survivors.

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Satisfied with the destruction, Magneto lifted himself higher and levitated across the way towards San Buena. He was about to pass the naval ships when he stopped. "They might be of some use..." he muttered.

Magneto descended until he hovered over the deck of what he assumed was the command vessel. "Feeble humans! You cannot hope to win back the city if your strongest weapons are constrained to the water!" The villain mocked loudly. "I am Magneto, the Master of Magnetism, and I have use of you. If you homo sapiens value your lives and the success of your counterattack, your commanding officers will step forth and cooperate!"

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Without warning, the walls had begun to make themselves more present, boxing in the Agents and Survivors like caged animals. The walls surrounded the tracks, spanning long enough that even Megatron had leg room to walk around and step on anything. Three watched as the walls became taller, holding her watch up to speak to the others before stopping once HUNK fired the grenade. Freddy and Gregory stuck with Sans and the others, they too watching as walls of nanobots began to build itself. However, Gregory seemed to get up and run at the sight of the large agape section of the wall HUNK made, Freddy following behind as to not stray from the boy.

Whilst HUNK's attack may of opened up a way out, it didn't stop the entire thing from rocking like a small earthquake. Without warning, the entire walled area was now beginning to hover off the ground. Below the nanomachines had created thrusters under the agents, bringing them up above the ground, sturdy to hold even Megatron. Gregory looked out of the hole, his eyes widening when he sees them possibly 30 feet above the ground, and rising. "Uh....guys?"

Within the sky, the large aircraft flew by the Agents. It's form greatly looked like a giant bird, as if it was made of metal. It's flight deck almost looked like it was trying to resemble a draconic head, with a single glowing visor. Thrusters from it's lower portion flew it across the sky, flying in a circular motion around the area with the Agents. From it, Scout-Bots, now equipped with jetpacks and grenade launchers of their own began flying down.

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While many of the other ships had docked on the shores, sending tanks and other military vehicles into the area, the command ship simply sat behind in the water. Soldiers from across the deck began to turn to Magneto, many in awe at such a man, others seemingly confused. He wore all that get up, and talked as if he was better then all of them. From the intercoms, a voice came through, many men pointing assault rifles toward Magneto.

"This is General Montgomery Carey of the United States Marines. I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you better have a damn good explanation as to why we shouldn't kill you on the spot."
 

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The electromagnetic bubble surrounding Magneto flickered and crackled, a subtle warning that any fire directed at him would be ineffective. He raised his hand and the massive guns of the other ships rotated towards the hull of the General's ship. The engineers lost all control of the weapons. "Because, General... I have you at gunpoint, as well."

Ignoring the threats from the other lightly-armed crewmen, the supervillain continued his 'negotiations'. "This city is crawling with our mutual foes—things I hate more than you, things that want us both dead. These cannons are useless out here. A battleship floating overhead, however... that would ensure true air superiority. Join under me, or ensure total destruction."

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"This doesn't look good..." Whitty muttered to himself as he noticed the walls becoming more prominent. He doubted that fire attacks would do anything to them either. This was a job for somwthing more forceful. His explosion eouldn't exactly be a good idea either considering the fact that it would incinerate anyone rlse in the vacinity. Not to mention that there was hardly time for that.

The bomb-head glanced at Sans and Rio. Luckily Sans had taken over making sure Rio didn't jet ahead, though the skeleton himself barely batted an eyesocket at the drama. Just what was this skeleton's problem? Whitty was starting to conclude that Sans was just as much of a ditz and annoyance as Rio was and that wasn't helping his mood about the whole thing. Here they were, about to head to God knows where and his allies were either suspicious or careless. How he just wished he were back in his back alley. At least there he didn't have to worry about draghing others around. Why did he even care anyway?!

He was snapped out of his thoughts at a bang and seeing a hole in the wall, the bomb head grabbed each of his forced allies' wrists and started to drag them through. They can't afford to be messing around with another fight and Whitty honestly just didn't have the patience to. All of this was getting too overwhelming.

*how cute, i didn't think the bomb head thought enough of me to hold my hand.

Sans joked. Whitty glared back at the skeleton.

"Don't start. I'm only doing this because I have to." Whitty huffed.

"Beep!! Beeep boop beep!!"

Rio began giving a hassle midway through their attempted escape, wriggling about and twisting his wrist to force Whitty to let go. The bomb head glared.

"Rio, no!! If you think I'm letting go you're out of your mind. If you think you can rap your way out of this, that's not how it works!"

"BEEP!"

"Look. I have no idea what you're saying and I don't care. Now come ON!!"

Whitty had to use all his force to force the stubborn rapper through the escape area, not even seeing that Sans was gone in the scuffle until it was too late. The skeleton had literslly slipped out of his grasp. Luckily, Whitty was releived to find Sans had somehow ended up behind them. Probably shortcutted. The skeleton looked up at the scene with the agents that they had been forced to leave behind.

* that doesn't look good...
 

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“I wasn’t expecting aid, but this will do…” Megatron swings his mace, floating got towards the group. “All… Hail… MEGATRON!” Megatron swings the mace towards the group of agents and survivors, attempting to hit at least 4 or 6 of them.
 

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03:36 Hours, December 1st, 2552 (Military calendar)
Location: San Buena, California > Train Station
Bad move, "Megatron."

"DECK, NOW!"

Despite the substantial risk involved in letting a hostile as big as the mechanoid deploy CQC weaponry, there was a notable silver lining: size. As Megatron brought the lance up to proclaim himself as hailing himself, Jackson reared out of cover and fired a single 40mm grenade at the upper torso of the entity; finger held down on the weapon's trigger. One. Two... The EMP charge was primed, and Jackson let go of the Grenade at the third second. A brilliant blue sphere flashed from the detonation site; expanding outward and covering a crackling spherical field of blue energy roughly 15 meters in diameter alongside the cascading shrapnel and intense heat. Felix and Hailey snapped into a prone stance to avoid being hit by the Mace, whereas Jackson, having leveled to fire the rifle, was promptly clotheslined in the chain and sent flying over the heads of everyone in the arena and into the rearmost nanite wall at the back of the 'box' they were all trapped in.

Jackson's form appeared to stiffen in place mid-flight as if he were in suspended animation; even after slamming into the wall and hitting the ground back-first. Regardless of happenstance, he was out of action; the Grenade Rifle a few feet beside him.

Running across the roadway at full sprint was a partially solid shimmering of an olive-green humanoid outline that made a beeline for the downed Spartan; seemingly untrackable from most electronic systems except for visual acquisition.
 

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Metal man watched the preceding events unfold, and he looked at berserks sky form take flight, so naturally he decided to use the same strategy he used against MegaMan, he would throw metal blades at berserk, go to another building, try to dodge berzerks attacks and shoot more metal blades without letting up his attack.

"Metal man to other U.C.A agents I've begun my attack on berserks new form. Over." The robot master spoke into his watch

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"That's Berserk?" HUNK questioned as Metal Man's assault on the flying monstrosity began. He could feel this entire rig shaking as Megatron dashed around with his flail swinging. Due to the EMP, the agent's stealth cloak was offline temporarily, but he had managed to drop and roll to dodge being crushed. Now, it was time to retaliate.

"Grenades out!" HUNK warned as he threw several live explosives at Megatron's feet. There was no way they'd kill him, but making a hole in the floor would at least rid them of him for now. This may also cause some collateral damage—for the better. Destroying the boosters would lower the overall thrust, potentially lowering this hellish cage back into the city where the cover was abundant.

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Three watched everything go down, her eyes widening at the sight of Jackson being flung across the battlefield like a rag doll. She thought he was done for.

Darting across the battlefield, she fires an arrow of ink toward Megatron’s optics, hoping to blind him as the nano machines below Megatron would scatter at the explosion of HUNK’s grenade.

The platform stayed intact, but the blast had burned enough nano bots that it wasn’t putting itself back together. Slowly it lowered to the ground.

Overhead, Berserk could be heard letting out a metallic scream, the scout bots all flying around the Agents. Two of them were heading toward HUNK, one flying to ram him, the other shooting fireballs out of his launcher. The others swarming around the remaining Fireteam Maverick. As Berserk flew by, it’s thrusters got closer, perfect for an attack.

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The militants didn’t move a muscle, this strange guy comes out of nowhere, and suddenly thinks he’s going to control them? The general’s voice steeped through, more curious than anything.

“What so you mean, “mid-air battleship?” if you mean an Air Force, we got that already. And if, pray tell, we form an alliance, how do we know you’re not going to stab us in the back?”​
 
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After metal man spoke into his watch he went right back to focusing on his assault on berserk, his metal blades being aimed mostly for the wings, while at it he also made sure to cut down a share of the scout bots coming out of berserk to lighten the load on the agents on the platform

"pathetic, these robots are clearly inferior to the creations of both the doctors such as myself." metal man thought to himself, he laid his eyes on berserks thrusters, at which moment he summoned a pair of metal blades and threw them at one of the thrusters.
 

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Magneto was unfazed by the line of inquiry. Humans frequently questioned his motives, sometimes rightfully so. "This is not my world to conquer, General. This Earth has no mutants for your kind to oppress and me to liberate. Now, behold!"

Clenching his jaw, Magneto reached towards one of the battleships in the fleet. In a spectacular—or perhaps terrifying—display, the ship slowly lifted out of the water, stopping to levitate several yards above the surface. He ripped the steel frames from destroyed buildings and aluminum from aircraft wreckage, and then began to manipulate and reconstitute it before their very eyes. Several holes appeared in the ship's hull as he worked, while copper wires and flexible fuel lines threaded themselves through. The genius mutant rerouted power from the ship's normal rotors to all-new helicopter-like engines that he managed to build in a mere minute. The designs were vaguely reminiscent of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s helicarrier and provided for a smooth flight.

The battleship was now ready to go fully airborne and raise hell over the city of San Buena, with Magneto leading the charge!

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HUNK ended up missing his window to shoot Berserk's thrusters, having been pestered by the scout bots. He grappled with the one trying to ram him and used its momentum to spin it around and block the fireballs. The bot's alloy frame was heavily damaged by the blasts, so HUNK finished it by shooting through it with his Desert Eagle to also hit the gunner.

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After he threw the two metal blades at berzerks thruster Metal man decided to attack where berserks wings connected to the A.I's torso, to that end he summoned a metal blade and threw it at that spot on berserks left wing. Hopefully it would hit. Metal man then looked at the scout bots. "I could do this all day" the robot master said before speaking into his watch. "Metal man to other agents. Anyone need any help?"
 
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What a sight to behold, soldiers from the other battleships ran over to see one of their own machines transformed into a flying aircraft. Within the newly crafted airship, soldiers from bow to stern didn't move, too shocked as they bore witness to the creation of a brand new battle vehicle. General Carey stood there, looking as the ship began flying slowly into the city, the stranger standing before them like a proud Picasso.

The only words that came out of the generals mouth made his reaction plain and simple. "...Holy shit."

The gas tank of the Scoutbot HUNK shot at exploded, knocking out the other one that was right next to it. Three saw this opportunity to leap toward the bot, grabbing into it, and ripping off it's jetpack. She lands onto the ground, tossing it aside, the pack left to be used by another.

Berserk flew by the bunch once again, a screeching roar coming from it's "mouth." Gregory looked up as the massive flying craft made it's attempt to intimidate the group. After flying past, it turns around to prepare an attack against the agents, but as it's own optics flashed, a few rockets from the distance flew right toward the metal creature. The aircraft approached the battlefield, having fired a small few rounds toward Berserk.

Berserk screeches again, slowing down and looking toward the airship. Two giant panels from it's back opens up, exposing it's inside. From this, it fires multiple rockets from it's body. The rockets fly toward the airship, leading the airship to begin shooting at them. Many of the rockets explode, but many land onto the docks of the ship. They don't explode, instead, reveal that they are large cannisters. They burst open, large, cyclopes-like robots who spoke in drunken Scottsman nonsense slowly crawled out of their tombs; Demo-Bots.

A few of these new bots fell down to the other agents, a few looming over Jackson's body.

"OOOOOHHCCC. THIS POOR LIL GORL COULDN' TAKE THE BLOODIE HEAT! LET'S GIV EM A SWIG OF OUR SCRUMPEEEE!"
 

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