Tides of Change

[Jeremy Hunter]

Fort Carthage
Two Hours before Hoss's capture

Colonel Forge had been overseeing Drydock status when the Fort shook violently. A flight of Sekhmets completed a pass, banking. Forge scowled. "Status!"
"Colonel! We have...o...oh god."
Forge snapped the feed to his screen. Stoically, he watched Admiral Hunter engulfed in flames, and Golanski thrown far by the explosions. Overwatch was gone.

"I am initiating Overwatch Protocol Series MALACOS. WATCHTOWER will coordinate with Inquisitor in charge and stabilize the Order. Move us from drydock, launch all fighters. Contact Commander Morris, he should be on duty."
"Bringing him online now sir!"

The screen snapped on, fuzzy and static filled. The comms dish had even hit. "Colonel, Carthage is holding, but we have mutiny on all decks! We need reinforcements! I can't get through to Overwatch!"
"Overwatch is gone. Myself and whichever Inquisitor -"
"Valkyrie, sir, is moving out."
"Valkyrie are taking control until the crisis is over." Svizra cleared to dock, it's defense guns opening up on the bombers. They broke formation, to their demise; Bastet Interception Wings descended upon them like wolves. Forge sat in the command seat, as Svizra turned towards the Mu jump hole.
"Sir, I'm getting a E-Band transmission...Call signs "Joyeuse" and "Nasril" have taken control of Mu Defense Assets. A third callsign, Cortana, has assumed Control of Thebes."
Three unidentified allies. As shadowy as they come.
Like Tawaret.
Like Amduat.

"Commence jump." He ordered.

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Akabat
Aftermath

A grizzly lowered down, hanging over the burning stage, the side opening. The man stood poised and straight, emissary of his leader. "I am Crux! We, the Legion of Steel, have purified the echelons that became corrupt, complacent. Ineffective. Today is a new day of vict-"

The grizzly was rended asunder by a Hathor, the jet black gunship decloaking behind him. Giza defense vessels already were filling the skies, meeting rebel ships in combat. The city became a battleground, as a Nephthys crashed into Overwatch HQ and laid still, burning amidst the rubble of the old.

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Station Pryde, Akabat Southern Hemisphere

It was two hours since then. WEDJAT units from Citadel Babylonia had laid siege to the taken station, trapping Commander Milli Garson and her Steel Legion within. But as WEDJAT Shock Troopers already were beginning to penetrate her defenses, she was faced with a new problem.

Morghart was gone.

And with their leader missing...Garson was soon defeated by demoralized troops, and not superior numbers.

"This is SCARAB One. Pryde has been reclaimed."
"This is Foehammer. Joyeuse and Nasril will be notified."