Mission: Search and Destroy

[Annie]

"Oof!" The hyena slumped down against a wall, which crumbled a little. The beast held his breath, he did not want to be detected. He slowly moved his head around the corner "Hm, just two? They should know I'm better than that by now..." He muttered. The two guards where quite far off, so he carefully pointed his Sniper Rifle around the corner. He looked down the scope, picked his target...BANG! One down!
The other guard looked stunned as his comrade fell missing half his face, but he quickly regained himself and charged towards where the shot was fired.
The Hyena grinned and pulled out his shiny Desert Eagle gun and jumped out from behind the wall "Eat Deagle!" He said as he fired...BANG! *thud*
"Hm" Grinned the Hyena as he strode past the two corpses with his gun slung over his shoulder.

The hyena was called Rogan, he worked for Elverex, a Company trying to sort out the current crisis the good animals of the Earth were facing. That crisis was Daxtrum, a corrupt government agency that had wiped out humans and was now starting on anthropomorphic animals. The Boss of Elverex was nameless and contacted his workers through various agents he'd employed, but Skysong Malkia Weaver, the anthropomorphic lioness in charge of Daxtrum was not so shy. She insisted on having her face on coins, posters and even statues. She knew being so bold would probably be her demise, but she knew it was the only way to get things done.

Eventually, Rogan came to a map that had not been burnt down like everything else Skysongs' minions got their hands on. He studied it for a while but soon found where he was headed "Got it" He had to reach the town of Deltrus and it was still a long way away "I wish I still had my car..." He grumbled, he'd lost it when he used it to kill several Soldiers that'd tried to run him off the road.
He sighed and walked on, he needed to find somewhere to stay for the night, it was getting dark and nasty creatures came out at night...even Rogan was scared of them.

[KingKivuli]

On patrol in a nearby street 3 lion were on their rounds. 2 of them were very similar. Normal size, bit extra muscle, dirty gold fur and light brown manes. They both had small pouches on their left sides containing small swords for combat. They were on either side, and standing a bit back, of another lion. Clearly the leader. He was taller, and stronger. He had grey fur. Mainly dark but a light underbelly and paws. His mane was as black as night with white streaks throughout. His eyes were fire red burning in the night, made more severe by the scar he had gained though years of service.

He also had armor and bracers. The design of them was simple but symbolic, showing high level status. It was mainly black with emerald jewels in bedded in them. An illuminated tribal fire spread across them. The patterns matching this lions fur and eyes. He too had a weapon, much bigger and more lethal. The Night Blade. A weapon made by his home town and was passed down from generations to him. The main attacking side was long and curved at the end, while the other side took form of small dagger. Like the armor, the colours of this blade matched the fierce lion

As they walked through the dim lit street one of the followers dropped back and listened down a side street before calling 'General Kivuli Sir' The grey lion stopped in his tracks and turned to face his follower 'What is is Lieutenant?' He replied back 'Sir i heard a strange noise from down this ally way. I thought i should let you know sir' Kivuli look at his Lieutenant and then down the ally 'You were right to do so, lets check it out, back in formation now' 'YES SIR!' both lions replied as the group headed down the ally toward the noise

[Annie]

Rogan was sitting just behind a door he'd managed to force open, the sun was nearly set and "They" would be out soon. He kept the door slightly open, just enough to see out "Hmm, what're you?" He said as he saw three shadows moving towards him, two looks more or less the same, but one was much bigger "Lions!" He thought as he reached for his sniper "No...lets have some fun..." He got out his smallest pistol and took aim at one of the lions, he fired and hit one of the smaller two, it wouldn't kill him but it would be enough to knock him down. Blood splattered up the wall as the bullet caught the lion in the side of the head.

Rogan jumped out with his sword ready "Speak friend or die!" He shouted pointing the tip of the blade towards the biggest of the three, the hyena wore a cocky grin, with one eye brow lifted...if the lions didn't mean harm...nor did he.

[KingKivuli]

Kivuli looked at Rogan wihh his fire eyes and chuckled. 'Hehehe, so your the trouble maker of the resistance. Rogan. I have to say seeing you in action for real is much better than satellites and images. You impress me and thats hard to do'

The shot lieutenant was lifeless. The bullet ahd indeed killed him. Rogan was going for his gun again when Kivuli stopped him 'I dont think so, this time we will beat you' Kivuli then pressed the emerald on his chest. It lit up and then alarms began to sound. The second lieutenant charged at Rogan and knocked him of balance allowing Kivuli to put some space between himself and Rogan 'Well done solider now get out of her and begin to lock down this base' Kivuli yelled these orders to be heard over the alarms 'Yes sir' the other lion replied and took off

Kivuli took Night Blade out and slammed it into the ground ready to use. As Rogan recovered Kivuli spoke 'This will be a fight have long been waiting for. I General Kivuli, Commander of the first legion and the most glorified commander in the Daxtrum army, against you. The 'Hero' of the resistance. Any last words?'

[Zeke]

About one hundred meters away atop a 5-story building a cloaked figured lay prone, a spectator to the situation. He heard every word with his exceptional hearing and continued to rest his cheek upon the stock of his silenced sniper rifle.

He wore a tattered gray cloak, perfect camoflauge for the area. Across his back a sword was slung. It looked much like a straightened katana yet it had the ability to separate down the middle into two swords. Under his left arm a silenced 1911 was slung, a bit out of date but perfect for his style. He also had two other handguns on his hips that served as his main weapons. A combat knife was hung horizontally across the back of his waist, and was not visible from a first look. Along with these weapons, his body was adorned with many other small gadgets and knives.

He gripped the roof with his clawed boots while he watched over the group. His scaled chest armor grinded against the house when he turned to watch the lion separate from the rest of the group. He ran out of sight from him and he jumped up into action. Snatching up his rifle he hopped from roof to roof with lightning speed while making sure he was out of sight from the others. An open shot appeared and the cheetah jumped to the next roof and rolled, lying prone. Before the dust had settled the soldier was dropped with one shot to the head, the shot too quiet for normal ears to hear. The dark, spotted face grinned with confidence and he hopped up to all fours and began to sneak atop the rooftops for a front row seat to the fight.

He was the only one left from his elite sniper unit of the resistance. Him and his team had been left for dead half a year ago, yet he and his spotter had survived. His spotter was taken out about two months ago and the cheetah had kept his partner's black metal cuff which housed an assortment of small throwing knives. Ever since the inccident, the team had been following Rogan from miles away, finding him to someday be a worthy ally.

He quickly found a building from where he could watch the fight and lay down, looking through his scope.

[Simba]

About two stories up a building Dara was huddled on a fire escape waiting to see who'd come her way. Although not officially part of the resistance, she had decided to be on their side when she was younger and followed through with it now. A belt slung around her hips held various small weapons from grenades to throwing knives, as well as a pistol. In the pockets on her pants were some of her homemade explosives. There were straps on her upper arms packed full of bullets, and a rifle was strapped around her on her back.

Just as she was about to find a better view for what was going on, a shadow passed overhead. Someone had jumped across from another building. Silently, she made her way up, avoiding making much noise with her boots and instead leaping and holding onto railing with her hands. At the top she saw the stranger in the cloak with a sniper. For now he was simply watching others, so she'd wait and see if he'd give any clues to what side he was on.

[Annie]

Rogan smirked and put his sword down, appearing to let his guard down "Why'd you fight for anyway? Most of y'all have a reason...is it because she's smokin' hot? Is it because you feel safe with her? Like you'll live forever? Let me tell you...she just puts on this act because she KNOWS she's goin' down...good ol' Lady Songbird won't win this and neither will you if you stay loyal to her. Why don't ya tag along with me? It'll pay off, trust me" Rogan winked and gestured that there'd be money and lots of it involved if he were to join him.

Rogan was a bit nervous of this lion, he should have taken him out when he had the chance. He could obviously handle himself well, unlike most of Songbirds henchmen, who were slobbering idiots, but muscular... very muscular.

"So friend, what will make you change your mind?"

[KingKivuli]

Kivuli threw his head back and laughed Hahahahaha team up with a rebel i think not. Only way im coming with you is if im dead or captured, but that will never happen As the alarms sounded in the background henchmen began running round the base, securing it. A small battalion came across Kivuli and Rogan, and readied their weapons to fight NO! Leave him, he mine Ordered Kivuli All of you begin a search in these nearby buildings for more intruders now The soldiers put their weapons down and yelled Yes General before running off into the nearby buildings

Kivuli turned his attention towards Rogan yet again. Well, now we have piece and quiet how about we settle this lion to hyena. EN GARDE Kivuli then took Night Blade out the ground in his mouth and charge in for an attack with amazing speed. He jumped in the air heading for Rogan, Night Blade on a direct attack for his neck

[Zeke]

Dash took aim at what seemed to be a lone soldier but then more and more popped out. "Dang it!" He whispered to himself. He could not take a shot or he would give away his position so he stood down. He began to quickly disassemble his rifle and put it into a compact bag which he tightly strapped onto his back.

The soldiers began to enter the building next to him and he leaped onto its roof, not noticing the other clinging onto the ledge. The troops were swift with their clearing of the building and by no time a team of 7 were standing in the floor below him. Dash stood on the edge of the building, looking down. He could feel a soldier come to a stop at the window though the vibrations in the building and jumped. At the same time, he grabbed his sword and the ledge of the building and swung through the glass, knocking the guard off his feet. Dash landed on the lion and impaled him, continuing to roll into the middle of the group. They stood for a second in shock and began shooting at the cloaked figure. He rolled out of the way and split his sword, making one in each hand. He threw the sword in his left hand, impaling one of the troops in the chest. He jumped onto another digging his clawed boot into the other lion's skull while at the same time slitting another's throat. The others had stopped shooting and tried to resort to hand-to-hand combat as to not shoot their mates. While Dash stood atop the enemy he just killed, another troop ran up to him with a knife. Dash grabbed his arm, flipped him and kicked him out the window with one smooth motion. The other two stood there, waiting for Dash to make the next move. Knowing he had no more element of suprise, Dash threw his sword which was expectedly dodged and quickly followed it, giving the first soldier with a knee to the face. The other advanced on him and stabbed him in the left shoulder. Dash took back his right arm and connected his sharp claws to the shoulder's neck, finishing him off quickly. Dash stood up straight and looked around. The one on the ground began to get up and he took out his pistol, finishing the soldier off quickly and leaving not one alive.

He collected and cleaned his swords, putting it back into its sheath on his back. There was a burning pain in his shoulder but he knew he could not stay there much longer. Dash jumped out the window and swung back onto the roof, laying down to treat his wound.

[Simba]

Sure, she could've helped him out, but it wasn't bright to suddenly jump in on a fight. So he was with the resistance then...

Dara jumped onto the roof, allowing light noise from her boots so he'd know she was there. The female ripped a piece of her shirt off and reached it to him. "To stop the bleeding." It would be much easier if there was a small first aid kit. Now just how long would it be before more found them or the dead bodies?