– Streets of New York City, America - Three Hours after Invasion –
Cinematic POV:
~ Margot Bingham - Dream a Little Dream of Me ~
🎶Stars shining bright above you. Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singing in the sycamore tree. Dream a little dream of me🎶
The black screen immediately fades away to show the war-torn streets of New York where MTF soldiers of "Hammer Down" and "City Slickers" battling against the dark aether and Reich forces. The buildings of the city were either damaged, in flames, or entirely demolished due to the relentless bombardment of artillery fire from the invaders. The camera then switches angles to show a young MTF soldier lying unconscious on the ground. As he wakes up, one of the nearby MTF soldiers battling in the streets notices the soldier and backs up on his feet. The young MTF soldier looked around in shock and horror at the battle raging around him.
This MTF soldier was just a rookie who had joined the foundation for six months and only dealt with minor safe-class SCPs, something of this scale however was not something he expected.
"Oh god…"
🎶Say "Night-ie night" and kiss me. Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me. While I'm alone and blue as can be🎶
The rookie soldier looked around himself and the camera shifted to show a Reich soldier punching an MTF soldier in the face and forced him to the ground. Another MTF soldier suddenly appeared out of nowhere and smashed the Nazi soldier in the head with a brick as he collapsed on the ground. The MTF soldier who hit the Reich soldier suddenly got pinned to the ground by a dark aether zombie which bites down his neck and rips it open.
The camera angle shifts once more to show a Super Soldat grabbing an MTF soldier by the head and crushing him like a watermelon with his metal hands. However, no sooner had he killed his enemy than an MTF soldier armed with a grenade launcher, blasting out the Super Soldat's head into pieces.. Not before he noticed a Reich soldier holding an assault rifle with bayonet attachment charged towards him in an attempt to stab him in the heart but instead he missed and stabbed his left hand, inflicting agony on the MTF soldier as he screamed in pain.
Once more, the camera pans to show a Panzerhund burning down an MTF humvee from its mouth before leaping over the armored vehicle and pouncing on a nearby MTF soldier, dismembering him.
At that moment, The rookie MTF soldier heard a loud cry behind him and spun around to see a Reich soldier bayonet charge towards him but the rookie swiftly stepped to the right in time to avoid the attack. Bringing out his combat knife, the rookie gave the Reich soldier a quick stab in both of his neck and abdomen before kicking him to the ground.
🎶Dream a little dream of me🎶
~ Music Ends ~
The music abruptly ends and is replaced with the sounds of gunfire, screams of pain, and explosions as both forces continue to kill each other with the camera angle shifted to a MTF soldier pinning a Reich soldier to the ground, punching his face repeatedly and the camera angle changed once more to show the terrified face of the rookie as he picked up his weapon from the ground as the sound of battle echoed the streets with his comrades fighting the invading forces.
Then the screen went black, followed by the appearance of a text written in white color on the black screen.
In the year 20XX of the SCP universe, two forces from two seperate universes invaded this world and unleashed war on two sides of the planet making it one of the biggest conflicts or K-class scenarios the SCP Foundation had ever faced. Classifying it as a DK-Class Reality Invasion scenario.
With countless SCPs at risk of breaking containment from this war and other organizations and factions out there ready to take advantage of this conflict the Foundation needed to act fast.
Or risk this world ending.
But little did they know that the Forsaken had some pawns on his side who are incredibly deadly if not deadly as him. Furthermore, the Reich forces are much more armed than ever before making them a threat that cannot be underestimated.
However, Fate will only reward those who are imbued with justice and good rather than injustice and evil, and the one Fate will favor will be Queen's Requiem.
But some hard decisions in this war need to be made and one of those decisions will either lead to victory or defeat.
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– Locker Room, Site-17 - 9:40 AM –
Third Person POV:
After setting on his newly made MTF armor and placing his helmet on top of his head, Rodeo gazed into a mirror as he draw out Casull and Jackal, studying them for a short while.
"Here we go again."
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– Briefing Room, Site-17 - 9:42 AM –
The rest of Queen's Requiem along with the rest were in the briefing room discussing their best course of action in dealing with the threat at their doorsteps in both America and Europe given their Scp sites would be at risk of possible breaches. Although Karl was being... frustrated.
"I! *punches wall* AM! *punches wall* EXTREMELY! *punches wall* FRUSTRATED!!!"
"Calm down." Alcina told her little brother in a blunt tone.
"The kid said the Forsaken would not dare invading this universe given it has world ending monstrosities on its side! AND YET, he does it anyway and now HERE WE ARE... AGAIN!" exclaimed Karl, his voice brimming with frustration and anger.
"And now they are here to fuck us!" added Spy, his voice resonating throughout the room and drawing everyone's attention to himself, "So listen up people, before firing squads done by the Nazis will be the third worse thing we'll ever face. Our enemy is well-trained, has numbers on their side, possesses a tremendous load of fire power and their robots are nothing to scoff at, especially a zombie army that has no end is another problem. Jones, can we cover this incident up somehow?" he inquired with the Site Director.
"Hard to say given the scale of the problem and with most of our communications still offline, sending memetic amnestics through the network or airborne ones will likely be difficult."
Then they noticed the door open and it was Rodeo.
"We were just waiting for you man." said Evan.
"So what's the game plan you thought of?" enquired Green.
"Because we are currently out of alternatives and out of time as well," Spy added, "We need to hear it from you."
Grumbling under his breath, Rodeo began to explain, "Look, they are invading two sides of the world and since our team is large, we can divide them into separate teams and head to each part of America and Europe where the damage is severe and require more attention."
"Seems simple enough." Lawrence remarked.
Rodeo continued, "Splitting up as groups? Yes. Dealing with enemies who are armed to the teeth and are large in numbers? Not that easy."
Nikolai stepped in, "I agree with him, this conflict is the biggest we've ever got ourselves involved in and we need to be available at all places to provide support."
"Very well then. A few V-22 Ospreys will come to pick you up soon." Jones stated.
"Okay, but not all of us are leaving Site-17 though," Rodeo said as he stared at four people near him, "Miranda, Donna, Angie, Iris, I need you to stay here."
"Reasons?" Miranda asked.
"There are dangerous SCPs here we cannot let loose so I'm trusting you along with Molly's and Amelia's Stands and Donna's hallucination flowers on this. As for Donna and Angie, it's just too dangerous for them to be in the warzone we are going to, especially for Iris as well without her camera. Understand?"
Miranda nodded, "...Yes, very clearly."
"Good," Rodeo said, casting a glance at Rip, "And give her weapon back and multiply her magic bullets with Scp-038."
These words seemed to anger Jacob as he yelled, "Oh hell no! We ain't bringing this Nazi bitch on our mission!"
"Jacob, I understand because you're Jewish, but her bullets are useful in taking out airborne and ground forces in seconds," Rodeo stated, "And besides, we need every firepower we can muster to stand a chance against them."
Jacob groaned in anger, but he managed to hold it off, "...Fine, but if this bitch pulls a stunt, I will punch her head off." he said, trying not to let out his anger further.
"Don't worry Herr Jacob. I promise I'll be in my best behavior." Rip said in a childish way.
"You better, you little Nazi whore." grumbled Jacob, his tone laced with annoyance.
"I'll get the bullets and the rifle ready for her." Molly said.
"Alright," Rodeo nodded at Molly before facing the rest of his team, "Rest of you gear up, we leave in a few minutes."
With a nod of their heads, everyone began gearing up. As they were working, Rodeo came up to Rip.
"Hey, Rip."
"Ja?"
"You'll need these," Rodeo said as he handed her a pair of clawed gloves.
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Rip felt curious, "Clawed Gloves?"
"Yeah, I directed the engineers to set these up in the middle of the night. I know you're not a hand-to-hand fighter but if it does come to that these will be helpful. The claws are made of a very strong and resilient anomalous steel that can cut through metal and flesh like paper."
"...Why give this to me?"
"I'm just trying to give you enough tools to survive this. Also put on some armor. The sun is still out but the armor will cover your entire body from it. Just letting you know."
With a brief pause, Rip ended up sighing, "Noted."
"Good."
Zorin suddenly joined in their conversation, "I won't need sun protection due to the dark aether within me but as a head I'm no use."
After a mere moment of introspection, Rodeo suddenly gets an idea, "You can actually... as a warning system."
"What?"
"Since you have dark aether within you, you should able to sense dark aether fueled enemies nearby, right?"
"Hmm... Probably."
"Then you'll be our warning system for dark aether enemies so you're coming with us."
"...I'm totally gonna die."
"Oh you'll be fine."
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– New York, America - 9:43 AM–
In the skies of New York City, the Ausmerzer along with a fleet of class-B Zeppelins were still hovering above the city and constantly sending gunfire at the MTF ground forces that were fighting theirs on the ground.
Standing on the flight deck of the Ausmerzer was General Irene Engel along with two Super Soldats standing beside her, watching the battle in the city streets unfold with a cruel smile on her face, as if she was enjoying this.
"Wunderbar."
"What up, bitch?"
A voice suddenly interrupted Irene's enjoyment as she gazed up to see the Blue Alien, the one Forsaken recruited from another universe, floating above her.
"What is it, dummkopf?" Irene asked in a stern tone.
The Blue Alien landed in front of her and replied, "Well my buddies are tearing up the streets with your men, and well…" he paused as he sat on one of Super Soldat's shoulders and let out a yawn, "And I'm getting hella bored! I thought there would be strong guys here, but I ain't got nothing yet in this trash little planet. You know, meeting up with Damon on his earth in my universe would have been better before the purple dude named Forsaken brought us here."
"Complain all you want, we keep the assault going."
The Blue Alien stared at Irene with a bored look, "You're no fun, I expect a challenge, Engel. I would careless what you do with your enemies."
"Be patient, I'm pretty sure you'll find something worth challenging against in this world."
The Blue Alien shrugged, "Probably."
"And what is our blood friend doing?" Irene suddenly asked.
"Being himself and yapping about his so-called blood dynasty," The Blue Alien heaved a deep sigh, "You know what I'm heading back down and checking for any stragglers."
"Go ahead."
Standing up from his feet, the Blue Alien quickly flies and heads for the city.
Watching as leaves, Irene lets out an annoyed sigh, "Er ist ein Kopfschmerz (He is a headache)"
Not before long, she heard a voice in her head communiting with her telepathically.
[Report.]
"As you would expect the assault is going well, but... other than this world's military that we dealt with without much difficulty, it seems we are facing opposition from other forces with unusual insignias on their uniforms, but we are handling them easily."
[I see. Continue the assault. Show no mercy to any of them. Just a heads up. I'll not keep portals open every second given our enemy might try to pull the same stunt the cat did. I will not repeat my mistakes. Therefore, I'll only open them to provide reinforcements and supplies before closing them again immediately. As for me, I'll be observing the battles while remaining in the dark aether realm. This is the precaution I'm taking for our army. Noted?]
"Clearly noted."
[Good luck, Engel. Enjoy.]
Then the telepathic transmission ends.
Irene let out a wicked smile, "I have been actually."
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In the dark aether realm, the Forsaken in his human form remained seated on his crystallized throne. He was employing dark aether crystals to generate hologram projections depicting the battle that was raging on in the SCP universe.
"Do you feel the chaos, Rodeo? Do you feel the suffering yet? I'm pretty sure you are, and I'll just sit back and enjoy watching you in misery as you witness this war on your doorsteps! AHAHAHAAHAHHAAAA!"