Crest and Shield Book 1: an O R D E R mini

By Dorsey Jackson

A group of pilots have volunteered for a one way mission across reality lines to siege and hold a military compound. In all truth, no one knew why they were here. Every building that stood, every road, every bit of civilization, had been reduced to nothing. The compound sat defiantly among endless miles of sand. All they had been told by leadership was that it was of the utmost importance that they take and hold that compound in whatever reality it existed.

Wing Commander Daniel Shield has volunteered to lead the small aerial assault team in this siege. Nothing in his life has prepared him for what they were about to face.
The task was great, but to help complete it, they had been provided with the best tool known to aerial combat. They will need every advantage they can use. The officer in charge of the compound doesn't plan on letting it go easily.

Avahloh Crest, an officer of the compounds elite Grim Reaper Brotherhood, looked out upon the distance. Every building that stood, every road, every bit of civilization, had been reduced to nothing. They had done all of this. What might, what strength, what power.
Grim Reaper Extermination Team 1, along with the brotherhoods commanding officer had gone silent over four hours ago. While out searching for the missing team, he receives a message that the compound is under attack.
Until the missing leader is found, command is his. How will the vicious nature of a Grim Reaper soldier translate into leading the defense of this compound?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dorsey Jackson
• Release date: Jun 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9780996661553

Dorsey Jackson

Influenced at an early age by the writings of R A V Salsitz (“Where Dragons Lie” –The Dragon Trilogy), Timothy Zahn, (Star Wars -Heir to the Empire series), and Kent Smith (Future X), Dorsey Jackson began his fantastic journey of writing. He always felt motivated by the vast and diverse opportunities of the world. This is reflected in his approach to writing. Although he is greatly influenced by the Sci-fi and Military Sci-fi genres he strives to never let his pen be constrained by genre expectations and leaves himself open to the possibilities of blending influences. (less)

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Crest and Shield

Copyright 2016 Dorsey Jackson Jr.

Published by Dorsey Jackson Jr. at Smashwords

Edited by: Kate Woods www.kbeditingservices.com

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Dedications

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Chapter One

Particles of sand hurled through the air like bullets and the wind howled as fiercely as a herd of wounded wildebeests, as the reddish orange sky domed the desert-torn land. It hadn’t always been a desert. Civilization had once flourished here. All of it had been reduced to endless miles of sand.

Avahloh Crest looked out upon the distance from the sand dune under his feet. Under his hood, his half face particulate protected him from the harsh, sand-filled winds as he listened to grains bounce off his yellow, blue, and black body armor. Distant sights, sounds, and smells of battle rushed into his mind as he glanced down at the human skull harnessed against his chest. He could still remember the scream of the teenaged girl he’d severed the head from. Vivid also was the memory of the glassy, dead eyes that stared into nowhere, as the blood dripped from her neck. That was the day he claimed his right as a Grim Reaper soldier.

Five years had passed since that day and he still carried the numb feeling of not caring. Avahloh pushed the small button on the side of his particulate, activating his com.

Extermination Team 1, this is Grim Reaper, 2nd Narce Avahloh, he called into the com inside his particulate.

Even though it was sonically altered by the particulate, the deep and hard rasp of his voice sounded through clearly.

This is my third request for a status report.

There was nothing but silence.

Extermination Team 1, this is Avahloh. I need you to report in.

Again, there was no response. Extermination Team 1 had gone silent over four hours ago, along with the 1st Narce who often took part in extermination missions. Avahloh had taken it upon himself to take a Sever 1 four-wheeled sand vehicle and head out into the desert to find out why.

He flipped a small switch next to the button, giving him a private direct line to Reaper command, then tapped the com again.

Reaper Command, this is Avahloh. There is still no response from Extermination Team 1.

There’s been no contact here either, 2nd Narce, a voice came back over his com.

Keep scanning all channels. If you receive any word from 1st Narce Monsoo, inform me right away.

Yes, 2nd Narce. Until then?

Until then my orders still stand; all Extermination Teams are to hold position.

He tapped off his com. Endless miles of desert extended in front of him. They had done all of this. Every building that stood, every road, every bit of civilization, had been reduced to nothing. Avahloh marveled at the pure unequivocal force. What might, what strength, what power.

Grim Reapers’ Shadow to Grim Reaper. Come in, Grim Reaper, a voice came through his com. The voice repeated the cadence.

Avahloh tapped his com. This is Grim Reaper. Go ahead.

The sun is directly overhead and the Shadow is beginning to follow behind the Reaper, the soldier responded.

Proceed with your orders, then fall back to original coordinates, Avahloh responded.

Understood, the soldier responded one last time.

Avahloh gave one final glance at the sands ahead, and then walked over to the Sever 1. Jumping in, he started the vehicle, pressed down on the accelerator hard, and sped off.

Six hours earlier

Twenty-one sets of glowing red-eyed goggles bit through the wall of sand in front of his face. Dizz gripped Retribution tight and listened to her hum as he peered over a sand dune at the brood of Grim Reaper soldiers. His blood raced as he thought about letting loose on the soldiers in front of him. None of them deserved to live; none of them.

He could run out and kill them all, but letting them live would lead him to the compound where he hoped the real reward would be captured. Every compound had Ruin, a member of the Hand that Wields Destruction who was in charge of every true reality that they were searching for. That, more than anything else, is what he wanted to find. Dizz released Retribution. She idled down as he leaned in and watched.

Their body armor looked inadequately regal. The team was sent to devastate and destroy completely, dressed as if there was some honor in what they were doing. Black hoods, trimmed in gold, covered their heads. Underneath, glowing red-eyed goggles illuminated above half-face air purifying masks. High, yellow armor trimmed in black protected their necks. Upon their chests was a yellow breastplate with blue counter armor underneath. Yellow Haidate -style loin coverings, trimmed in blue, draped from their waists. Blue armor covered their thighs, laced in nine yellow bands. Below was blue knee armor, yellow shin armor, black boots trimmed in blue, cloth wrist wraps with three blades, and inverted retractable claws on each hand.

Lastly, a skull, the pride of the Grim Reapers’ body armor, was harnessed on to each of their chest plates by four chains. Each and every skull that sat upon a uniform had been severed from someone’s head by the Reaper who wore it. This was the most notable aspect of a Grim Reaper’s indoctrination. That is how he officially claimed his right.

There was no misunderstanding what the purpose of these soldiers was. Anyone who saw them coming would instantly know that they approached with malice. Grim Reaper Extermination Teams did one thing and one thing only: exterminate.

Not many people survived the initial annihilation of civilization.