As the Overlord and the few survivors of Offensive Group Gamma returned to the Fortress of Ottawa, Lux and his Counter Offensive Task Force of Demi-humans were busying getting Commander Perry and the last few senators to safety.
Who are you people?
The United Coalition of Ottawa. We're evacuating you.
But what about the bunker?
They know it is here.
Who the Nazis?
No. Black Vein Biden, Trump and the Doppelganger of the Ghost of Ottawa.
Holy shit....
Yea, don't trust anyone who isn't us, nor anyone who doesn't look like us.
We're in your paws... Hand! I mean hands.
Senator, the Nuclear Briefcase.
Right. We must get this thing to Ottawa. I don't care, this can't fall into their hands.
Roger that. Zela, get these two out of here!
LUX CONTACTS! HEADING RIGHT FOR US!
As Lux turned, a black veined soldier lunged at him. He shoved the Senator out of the way only for the Cryptid of Ottawa to crush the soldier into the ground by falling on him from an AC-130 above them.
The fuck is that!?!?!?!?
Jesus Senator. Don't piss yourself. That's the actual Ghost of Ottawa, now the Cryptid of Ottawa.
O-okay.
Senator... growled the Cryptid. Don't lose that briefcase.
The Cryptid marches towards the black veined troops.
So, the beast of Ottawa come at me, the Donald.
I am the Cryptid of Ottawa, protector of of Ottawa, and I bring you this message....
The Cryptid snaps Donald's neck and fillets the nearby black veined troops. Black blood is dripping from his claws as he roars. He stomps the life out of another several soldiers and then extends a pair of tattered bat wings. He jumps and reenters the AC-130 as the evacuation team leaves the area.
As the AC-130 leaves the area, Donald stands back up and snaps his neck back into place. The Cryptid looks out at him, his red eyes squinted in distain as the plane flies out of view.
As the planes reach Ottawan Airspace, the doppelganger is hot on their tail in an F-35. The Cryptid lunges through the air and rips the canopy off of the jet, leaving the doppelganger staring his cryptid counterpart in the inhuman eyes.
GET OUT OF MY AIRSPACE!
The Cryptid breaks the ejection system, and forces the plane away from Ottawa by crippling it's flaps and wings.
I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!
IF YOU SURVIVE THE LANDING, YOU'LL HAVE TO COME AND GET IT!
The Cryptid puts his fist through the fuel tank and leaps off of the the jets, gliding back into Illinois Territory.
As the Cryptid lands, the citizens cheer and shout as their hero was finally back in action.
How was the jump?
It was a bit harder than I thought but overall, it was fun.
Cryptid, progress on the WPSB is nearly complete.
Excellent. Something tells me, that's not the only nuclear arsenal they have access to. By depriving them of the US Nukes, they'll most likely use Russian or Chinese nukes. Keep your eyes glued to the emergency systems. If they go off, recall all of us at once.