November 8th

He looks down at the merceneries, or, up I suppose, they're all taller than him even with him on the table.

He leans over to a Heron with a few blue markings on it, standing by the folding table.

"Somethings off. Shouldn't there be 6?" President Goose asks.

Heron fires back quickly "You rejected Talsia last minute, you never gave a reason."

"And I still don't have one." President Goose responded too quickly, Heron stares.

"It's not important, this mission should be easy if we split into two groups, three of you will get the exciting action job two of you will get the 'take out the power source or something' job. Tora, Edith, Vekna, you get the action job, Hank, Achilles, you get the... Whatever I just said job."

"Descriptive" Achilles says tuning his guitar "However, if we went stealthy, I would be of better use on the action job."

"And if we went loud, I would be better on the action job." Hank chimes in.

"Wow we are bad at planning." President Goose says looking at VP3 Seagull. VP3 Seagull just gulls loudly and takes out a baggy with bread crumbs in it, and starts eating.

"The decision is up to Tora, as our resident Sniper she gets to pick." Emu says from under the table.

Everyone looks at Tora, except Edith who is deciding which knife would be best to slaughter a Skeletene bounty hunter named Tora with.

"I'd rather go stealthy, for one main reason. The Priority."

"The... WHAT" President Goose says.

"The Priority? Didn't you guys research anything?"

President Goose looks around "We researched a lot! Lieutenant General Lockclaw is at this location and we will kill them, now what is Priority?"

Tora takes a sip of vodka which she took from a bottle holster on her belt. "From the time I spent with Norman... Long story there, he treated me like a pet and then damned me on television, stereotypical yknow? But I learnt a lot while being so close to the head of Dydact, is a program known as Priority, the top form of security and war at Dydact, there are two kinds, Utmost Priority and Absolute Priority, Utmost Priority is more armored and has stronger weapons, can be extremely fast for short bursts, and are used more for security, Absolute is more mobile and can move extremely fast for long periods of time, they have more variety of weapons, they're not as important, what we're dealing with is most likely one Utmost Priority Soldier, which because we're all new to this whole fighting Dydact thing, except maybe Achilles? One Utmost is too much for us, which is why we'll need to go quiet, it's a small camp here, that General Lockclaw takes with her around planet Terraspark, at night we strike to try and take her out quick, Hank and... Vekna will cut power at the right time to take them by surprise if they're awake, and we'll hope that the Priority fell asleep."

"Great, I have to go with you." Edith grumbles.

"I'm not happy about it either, but guess who has the large fucking sniper rifle that could 'accidentally' hit you in the head and kill you instantly"

Edith grumbles something, but no one can understand it

"Should've bought a wartable for a speech that... long... But yeah, do that I guess. There's a cliff by the camp's current position, Tora can position there, and the team can drop there, where Tora can also keep tabs on both teams there. Now get going, I need to speak with Emu about our problem with the Dydact Generals."

President Goose jumps off the table and starts to waddle out of the room, something about a General.

A ship maybe the size of your average 7/11 lands on a cliff overlooking a camp, the camp has a flag that has a claw on it. The Mercenaries exit the ship. Tora takes out a big gun case and starts assembling her sniper rifle.

Hank and Vekna start off to a building a mile or two from the camp, Edith and Achilles start towards the camp.

"Look," Edith starts "Achilles, we're gonna do this my way, we ignore all the soldiers, and focus on Lockclaw, got it?"

"No. That plan will get us killed, the second the power goes out, General Lockclaw will be taken by surprise yes, but the soldiers will wake up, if we ignore them, we could deal with them, yes, but they will alert the Priority, you see?" Achilles responds "Look, I don't respect you, but we can still do this, take out the soldiers quietly, meet outside the General's tent when you're done." Achilles takes out his guitar and detaches one of the strings, and tests it a few times by swinging it around.

"What... What are you doing?" Edith asks

"It's reinforced Titanium, at this level I can still play it, but I can also..." Achilles grabs Edith and starts choking her with the string breifly before letting her go "Do that."

Edith falls to the ground and makes a hardlight sword. "DUDE WHAT THE FUCK" 

"If I wanted to kill you, you'd be already dead." Achilles responds "I'm just making sure you don't attempt to kill me yourself."

The Comms system crackles to life, Tora is on. "Guys guys, don't kill each other just yet, that's for after we decapitate Norman and Dydact Industries."

"Simply making a statement." Achilles says walking into the first tent, and promptly decapitating both of the sleeping soldiers in it with the string. Edith sort of stares in awe, she shifts her gaze however to the Utmost Priority soldier, standing right outside the General's tent, it's white eyes are faded, and it's breathing is heavy. Tora comes over the Comms again. 

"It's asleep, I've seen Priority sleeping all the time outside of Norman's office." Tora says sniping a soldier sleeping in a tent out of existence.

"That's one helluva silencer." Achilles begins "For a gun that big to be that quiet? How expensive was it?"

"45,000 NSC." Tora responds sniping another soldier.

Achilles takes out a calculator. "90,000 USD, 89625.15 Euros-"

"What, you're from earth?" Tora asks

"I'm Lunarian. Earth's moon, before the humans colonized it, before The Shattering. I'm more familiar with Earth currencies. But I suppose if 45 thousand Niune Standard Crypt is 90 thousand United States Dollar, then it's a 1:2 ratio?" Achilles says taking out another two tents of soldiers

"I guess. Don't care really. The gun was expensive, but it's nothing like my collection on my ship."

"Fair enough."

Tora picks up her comms device now and adds two more devices to the channel. "Hank, Vekna, how are you doing."

Vekna responds first "So... Many... Sparks..."

Hank responds second "My suit may have been a bit too big to fit into this section, I'm currently holding the power cables to the camp together so they don't realize anything is up."

"Dammit! Should've thought about the Weavers!" Tora responds.

Hank looks at Vekna, Vekna looks at Hank

"I'll ask" Hank says "The Weavers?"

"Yea, The Weavers, they weave the wires, they're small little Formicidae and Arachnidae taught for 20 years in the art of wire weaving, they control most power grids, and can fix a power collapse in minutes. They're paid good wage for working so hard, but they're smaller than you're average Dydanoid Niune resident, each being about the size of an earth dog, Formidcidae with 6 limbs, and Arachnidae with 8. Oh, wait, Hank you're from earth, let's see, uhhhh? Formicidae are sort of like your ants but much bigger, Arachnidae are like your spiders but much bigger, and Dydanoid is uh, oh, like Humanoid. Dydacts, the founders of the Niune region, and Dydact Industries, headed by Gordon Wayne, are sort of like Humans, but live much longer, much much longer. 7-8 thousand years of life-"

"DEAR GOD PLEASE STOP TALKING! YOU TALK TOO MUCH! WE KILLED ALL THE FUCKING SOLDIERS, WE'RE READY FOR THE POWER TO BE CUT! OH MY GOD." Edith screams.

Achilles chimes in. "You really need to stop with the exposition, it slows down the pacing, and yeah, we're right outside the General's tent, right in front of the Priority unit, he's still sleeping."

"Now now, don't assume gend-" Tora is cut off

"He's got very modified armor around the crotch and he has 'Cool S's on his helmet." Achilles responds

"Yeah alright it's justified." Tora says

"We're just gonna go in the tent and assissinate this- Oh what the shit." Achilles says.

"What, I can't see in the tent?" Tora 

Inside the tent, a large metal staircase goes down to a larger room below.

"A staircase, to where is currently unclear, I'll report back with more information if we get back out alive, Edith, come along-" Achilles is cut off

"Not goin down there, I'm going back to the ship good l-" Now Edith is cut off by Achilles

"You will keep watch of the Priority if you are not going down there, Hank, cut power."

The power goes out, and red emergency lights flip on in the staircase, Achilles descends, coming to a large room, with screens making up the walls, they're blacked out, and on red light in the center of the ceiling keeps the room illuminated, with Lieutenant General Lockclaw in the center of the room.

A man with red mechanical armor, a full helmet with a blue visor, a rifle in his right hand, a huge lobster like claw on his left hand, General Lockclaw turns to Achilles, he has a deep, raspy voice, but he talks fast.

"What is the meaning of this? You! The Aging King warned me of this, you're working for The Bird Union!"

Achilles puts the string of his guitar back in.

"Yeah, I am."

"Just wait! My soldiers will be all over you!" Lockclaw presses a button on the wall. But nothing happened. "..."

"What the fuck that should work."

"Already killed all your soldiers." Achilles says.

"In other news..." Achilles continues "Do you know why I call myself Achilles?"

"I'm not interested in a long story." Lockclaw responds.

"It's less of a story, and more of a demonstration." Achilles says. 

Achilles pulls the Headstock of his guitar off, and throws it asside, he then plays the start of Megalovania, and out from the Headstock was, a beam of pure yellow energy shoots out of the guitar, and hits Lockclaw in the chest, sending him flying to the other side of the room.

His armor damaged and crackling, Lockclaw gets up shakily and looks at Achilles. "Ha... Haha, it didn't work I'm still standing!"

"I never said the demonstration was over." Achilles puts the headstock back on his guitar and walks over to Lockclaw.

Lockclaw triest to grab Achilles, but Achilles slams his guitar on Lockclaw's claw arm, tearing it off, leaving no scratch on the guitar.

Lockclaw falls to his knees his left arm trying to stop green blood from flowing out of where his right arm used to be. "WHAT. WHAT ARE YOU?"

"I thought I just made it clear, but let me say it again. Me, along with the entire Bird Union? We are your achilles heel, Dydact's, achilles heel. I am the Achilles Heel."

Achilles slams his guitar down on Lockclaw one final time, killing General Lockclaw.

Achilles emerges out of the tent, to find Hank, Vekna, and Edith, all watching the Priority, who is still sleeping

"Can we go now?" Hank says

"Yes, yes we can. Let's skedadle before this fucker wakes up."

The mercs go to the ship that is the size of a 7/11 and take off.

5 hours later: The Priority wakes up.

"(yawn) OH, what a good sleep, I usually never sleep that good..."

"Hey where is everyone? It's morning, they should be up, lemme check the ten... Oh... Oh they're dead... Oh that's..."

The Priority runs down to General Lockclaw's room.

"General Lockclaw! We were raided! Our soldiers dead! General... General..?"

The Priority turns on his light to see a bled out, disheveled, sitting against the wall.

"Oh... OH no... I'm... I'm gonna be executed for this."