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Post by holocaust on May 10, 2006 11:04:29 GMT -5
Ten Airships set down on the very edge of the Antarctic. The lead one dropped it's landing ramp slowly onto the snow-covered wasteland, a chill breeze blowing. And down the ramp came Holocaust, the son of Apocalypse, Captain of the armies of Apocalypse and one of the Four Horsemen.
He looked around once from within his containment suit. Behind him, Infinites were already beginning to file out. A quest was soon to begin, a quest to claim the crystal which had been hidden in the Antarctic, and Holocaust was determined that it would be he who would claim it for his father.
Without permission, without council, with no-one else knowing, he had taken ten air-ships of his best soldiers here. They would establish a preliminary basecamp and explore the region of the Antarctic immediately around them.
Then Holocaust would return to his Father and when the main attack set out, there would already be a fully defended camp and fall-back point established. And Holocaust would already have patrols seeking the crystal, though he would not tell his Father yet.
After all, Sinister would not be returning from this trip. It paid to have preperations. So Holocaust would have a head start, and if worst came to worst he would simply kill Sinister and remove the crystal from his lifeless clutches. His father, he thought, would applaud his initative in having done this.
The Beachhead was established.
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