ANGEL ELITE CORPS: Blaze Goes On Assignment ~ Part I
DARK LEGION 1
DARK LEGION 2
DARK LEGION 3
DARK LEGION 4
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 1
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 2
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 3
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 4
Support and Logistics Profile Entry.
7th Elite Corps.
New Transfer Norman Reporting
No background information is available, no transfer orders, no previous history of service. I have on numerous occasions attempted conversations with her, but it has been made clear her wish to keep all things on a strictly “professional” basis. The others are similarly rebuffed, and they seem to have settled upon leaving her to her own devices, especially since she has only infrequent interaction on missions. She goes through inspection as a member of the squad, but Centurion opts not to include her in squad drills, since she cannot be counted upon to join the unit on regular assignments.
Why she is attached to this unit in the first place is a mystery, and what uncommon orders she has in which she can pick and choose which assignments she goes on, AND has latitude from Centurion to pursue her own agenda remains a mystery.
On those rare occasions that any of the squad have seen her in action, they grow silent when pressed for details. I have yet to get a description from anyone as to her actions, methods, and interactions
Rumors that she has come from Prophecy Ops are predictable enough, since that is a place of unknown mysteries which would add to the mystique that surrounds the one called “Blaze”. As to her handle and how it has been earned, squad members either suddenly find themselves at a loss for words, or merely shake their heads and say, “You have to see it for yourself.”
I have never seen her on mission, and although I see her sharpen and polish her regulation weapon, she only seems to present it at inspection as required of part of her kit. It has not the appearance of being a part of her as it is with the other troops. I wonder if she uses it at all for combat, or does she even engage in combat.
Support and Logistics Profile Entry. Addendum. Have just returned from mission in which we were joined by Blaze. Although I now have many answers that I seek, it only serves to raise many more questions. We were called out on a “Protection Watch”, our charge had wandered into a bad part of Mortal Town, and we were assigned escort duty. There only existed a potential for conflict, but to my surprise, Blaze suited down and fell in with the squad. And typically, without saying a word.
(SFX: Boots walking in tandem)
Gimme a wide spread formation here, True move forward for some recon. Stay in sight and communication.
(SFX: True’s boots moving double time)
It was eerie being in formation with Blaze behind. Centurion gave orders as if she weren’t there, and she was always tail-end Charlie.
It was a bad part of Mortal Town but most of the Dark Ones were non-combats, specialized in other aspects of the Dark Order. We ignore them and they don’t hassle us… much. Many take to taunting and attempt to distract us, but Centurion won’t allow us to become distracted from our objective. They can be quite good at making us want to punt the little buggers, but they’ll scurry away even from a sideways glance. There’s not much backbone to the Taunters.
(TRUE's boots approaching)
Dark Legions ahead, between us and our objective. They’re not organized, but they are in force. 2 to 1 against.
Form up! Tight formation! Let’s move slowly and with purpose, troops.
We moved ahead into an area thick with Dark Legion marauders. About a dozen or so, well armed, well entrenched in the area.
(SFX: Heavy laughing)
DARK LEGION 1:
You’re out of your Stronghold, Light Bringers.
DARK LEGION 2:
An’ this part of Mortal Town is ours. You’re trespassing.
Our charge is ours no matter where she goes. You are not to harm her.
DARK LEGION 3:
We’ll harm who we want, sunshine. An’ right now, we’ve got an idea to put the harm on you. Then we’ll take care of your Mortal how we please.
DARK LEGION 4:
Yeah. Us and a few friends.
I see them, True.
Out of the shadows, as if a veil had dropped to reveal their hiding, another dozen or more Dark Legion Heavy Foot came lazily into view, as if they had been summoned from awakening. We had stumbled onto a Place of Power and our charge was dangerously vulnerable. As were we.
Norm, call in our situation, our position, numbers, and our objective. Our objective must be preserved, even at our own cost. Understood? After you call it in, then you’re detailed with Blaze.
Cap! We can tactically retreat and call in a strike force—
We can’t give up any ground, our Objective is paramount! Now move!
The Dark Legions moved with a languid indifference that can only come from great confidence. They had numbers, they had position, and now they had strength to tangle with an Elite Squad of the Host. This was going to get ugly. Real ugly.
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 1:
Hardly worth getting up for.
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 2:
Dibs on the old one. He looked me in the eye.
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 3:
You’ll have to fight me for him. I like his shield.
DARK LEGION HEAVY FOOT 2:
Sounds like fun already.
I called in Combat Strike Force and a Healing Unit, then moved out with Blaze away from the squad. The Dark Force began to exude their presence and the alleyway began to get black -- our comrades only dim individual glows barely discernable in the overpowering gloom. Then they fell upon them.
(SFX: Blood curdling war screams, battle sounds of sword on shield, armor, shouts and sudden cries of warning)
It was a horrific scene, heard more than viewed. I can’t imagine that even Brimstone was holding his own. And still Blaze watched impassively from a distance...
(SFX: Battle in earnest)
Are you just going to stand there? Don’t you feel any responsibility for them at all? What did you come here for, if not to help them? You must have known there was a Legion detachment quartered here. How can you be so heartless? So uncaring? You call yourself a soldier! You’re useless!
I tried to goad her, guilt her anything to get her into the fight, I was desperate. There was no telling if reinforcements would come in time, and if they would call in reinforcements and the battle escalate from there. It was a logistical nightmare, and what’s more, my comrades were losing in quick order.
Then she did something quite unexpected. She left.