Jonah sat down on one of the couches... And the Blue Gal, an Asari, sat in front of him on the table, legs crossed and a grin on her face. The Spartan regarded the woman while the kids seemed to ready up for deployment to the lower levels. Racking weapons and readying themselves, the trio of young Spartans gave a nod to the Lieutenant, who nodded back and said "Take care of yourselves, kiddos." with a hint of concern in his voice.

"We got it, Old Man." Irene returned, grinning "What's a few more aliens to us, right, guys?"

The other two gave light nods. She grinned behind her helmet and said "You heard the jury, chief. We'll be down and back before you can cuss out the Blue Gal." before racking her new secondary. An M45 Shotgun. The trio of Spartans left, strolling down the stairs and toward another stairwell in the far back, shotgun, rifle and sniper in hand, while Jonah regarded them from the top of the apartment. Using her omnitool, Irene opened the door... And the trio of Spartans soon stepped out of Jonah's sight. The Spartan sat back down in his couch, then looked to the Asari.

"Got a name?" He then asked her, trying to pass the time.

"Janae's the name. I worked with Archangel before we got fucked over." The girl spoke calmly, leaning toward the Spartan and grinning "What about you, Big Man?" to which the man nodded. He took off his helmet, revealing his stern warrior's gaze to the girl. She seemed to gain a slightly redder tint on her cheeks, as well as a catty grin. She leaned her chin on her right palm and said "My, my, aren't you a looker?"

Garrus snorted "Watch out with her." He warned "She's something else entirely."

"Oh, hush, Garrus." The girl said, leaning back, her legs crossed "So, name, Pretty Boy?"

"Jonah. I do believe I've said it before." He said, a half-grin on his face. "You know, for a merc, you're quite flirty." He then spoke, leaning back with his arms crossed. The woman nodded, grin withstanding. The Spartan continued "From the way you move, I'm inclined to think you're some kind of Special Forces. Or were, at least. Your species do much combat, Janae?" as he checked his pistol.

"Not a lot, but we do have a military. And yeah, I was once part of the Asari Commandos... Though there was one too many rules to follow, so I went Freelance." She explained calmly, then looked Jonah in the eyes and asked "What about you? You sure as hell don't look like anything that the Terminus would spew out. Not even the Alliance has your kind of armor. Theirs's way more streamlined than your clunky, industrial-looking set. It homebrew?"

"Technically speaking, yeah." Jonah nodded "I modified it myself, but my people have standardized versions."

"What about your teammates? They're wearing some odd armor." Garrus asked, eyeing down the scope for movement from the other side.

"Theirs isn't as powerful, but it's still useful." Jonah noted, crossing his arms "If you think I'm gonna share my secret with a couple aliens, you're down for something or other, because it's gonna take a lot to get me to talk than promising some sorta friendship." he then stated about as bluntly as he could. Janae's brow raised questioningly. She gave the man a nod, then stood up.

"Alright then, Johnnie." She said, smiling.

"Chief. 6 on coms... We're downstairs. And this place is as thick with Ayys as can be." His impromptu fireteam leader spoke through the Omnitool. The Spartan stood up, sliding his helmet on his head, then walked toward the window and answered "Roger that, 6. All clear up top... Means they're trying a flanking move, while we're gonna be busy holding up whatever they wanna send out next."

"Aye. We sure got an arseload of'em here though... Even some ugly fuckers with teeth always out" A gunshot echoed from beside Irene, into the com. "Jesus, Damian! That's a tad too close for my likin'!"

"Forgive the scare, 6." Damian's calm voice echoed.

... Downstairs, in the underground portion of the apartment building, a scaly, sharp-toothed creature's corpse fell to the floor, the pistol dropping out of his hand and a hole the size of a Spartan's thumb between his eyes. Irene sighed, then said "A'ight..." into her Omnitool "We'll be in touch once we seal all shutters, Pops. Six out." before shutting off her com and readying her shotgun as a squadron of Batarians and Salarian troops moved in through the first shutter. Between them was cover in the form of scattered, large boxes, pillars and even small technology items, as well as abandoned bombs.

"I take center. Damian, I want ya coverin' my ass and Andy, you got suppressive fire, aye?" She noted as the group took cover. She looked over her armor's systems and found it... Chameleon circuit. She activated the refractive panels on her armor and soon found herself a walking shadow. Damian and Andrew shined green lights and a second sniper shot echoed, making a Batarian tumble to the floor.

Irene grinned "Alright..." And she jumped over her cover as Andrew's MG chattered. Rounds burst down range, slamming into the cover and ground and keeping the aliens pinned. Six pushed herself up and over the first piece of cover and blasted a bastard with a single shotgun shell. Rolling across the floor as she landed, she fired again, making a Batarian stagger out of cover, where Damian's sniper punched clean through the side of his head. The girl elbowed a Salarian in the gut, then spun and kicked him, breaking his ribs and back. The lizard humanoid's insides burst as he fell to the floor, dead.

Another alien slumped, pumped full of Buckshot by the Spartan. She launched herself off another box and kicked another Alien's teeth in as she landed, before emptying the magazine of her Shotgun into the lines of creatures. She ran to the door's switch as Andrew's SAW echoed. Several dog-like creatures fell, gunned down by the boy's automatic weapon, just as the girl slammed her fist into the 'door close' button on the side of the shutter. It slid down slowly, allowing the girl to draw her Grenade Launcher and take a few pot shots. Two grenades blew up and a crowd of aliens went to hell...

She grinned, flipping the bird as the shutter fully closed, before turning to the boys and moving to join them.

"Well, that was fun... Got a bead on the next shutter, Damian? Oh, wait, gotta get me helm off for a bit..." She asked, taking her helmet off to... Reveal her scars and wounds from shrapnel and plasma. The girl had experimented quite often with new, more volatile explosives before joining Hades. Andrew cringed and Damian seemed distraught... Irene took a deep breath of the recycled air, chuckled, then said "What's the matter, boys? You saw me with these wounds before." as she scratched a gash on her throat. A wound she was lucky to have escaped.

The cute little girl that was under all those scars and stitches, however, maintained a smiling personality and medium-length ginger hair that was caught in a bun on the back of her head. She did have gashes about everywhere, but otherwise, she seemed like the normal girl you'd find strolling the streets. And the Spartans didn't mind the wounds either, considering.

She was still pretty cute for a gal her age...

Strolling past them with a grin, she said "C'mon, guys. We don't have all day." before walking ahead and sliding her helmet back on her head... Andrew lowered his rifle and raised a finger to speak, but Damian shook his head. The sniper calmly followed his teammate, rifle in hand... And Andrew then joined them, still contemplating the fact... This operation would have been his first mission with Hades. And he'd never seen any of them without helmets outside maybe Asaga. Less so out of their armors... The group made their way through the tunnels to the second Shutter.

"We gonna talk about Irene's scars?" Andrew whispered to Damian.

"No." The Sniper said, kneeling and setting up his rifle behind one of the boxes farthest from the shutter, giving him a clear view of the entire hall. There was less cover here. Just a few scattered boxes and some pillars... And the first aliens appeared, closing in on the shutters already. Irene looked to Andrew and showed him to set up in-between two boxes, to give him a clear LOS on the targets advancing from the breach.

Loading a fresh Heat Sink into the Shotgun, the girl nodded to the boys, before dashing forward again. The MG rattled again and this time bullets struck shields and flesh, making some creatures collapse night instantly... And some of the massive red lizards they'd spotted entering the little combat zone charged forth... Rounds punched into armor or bounced off.

"Oh, well, fuck you too!" Irene called out, drawing her knife... The massive, armored lizard roared and charged the girl. She aimed her pistol and fired six rounds... All of them pierced shields and then armor. She then surged forward, drawing her grenade launcher and stowing the pistol, before jumping on top of the darn thing as it tried to punch her. She stabbed into an opening on the back of its armor but heard the knife clink... And she then shot a grenade down its armored collar, before jumping off and stabbing into a Batarian and twisting the blade of her KA-BAR into his throat.

Damian's sniper barked twice as the grenade in the Krogan's armor plating detonated, splattering blood on the floor. Irene also fired her pistol and used her knife to great effect, stabbing into the motherfuckers and slashing throats and arms as they rushed her. Andrew's MG was, luckily enough, keeping many of them pinned down and even killing some. She jumped back and pirouetted through the air, before masterfully delivering a kick to the jaw of an alien, splattering his brain across the floor. She snapped off the last shots of her pistol's clip, reloaded and slammed the button, then slid two grenades under the shutter. The detonation muffled the death cries of a horde of enemies.

... Back up top, Jonah was getting a call... "We're just finishing up the last shutter, boss..." Before settling himself in position and staring across the bridge. He nodded, then said "Roger that. You'd best get back up here quick. We got incoming." calmly... He saw a lot of movement down behind the barricades, then looked over to the rocket launchers brought up by Irene.

"Looks like we're about to have company." Noted Janae, readying her twin Carnifex pistols.

"So... We pullin' our guns or whistlin' Dixie?" Jonah asked, grinning as he readied his DMR.

The girl grinned, spinning the twin pistols around her fingers and saying "Oh, guns, for sure."

They watched as a squadron of Krogans appeared over at the front, led by a red bastard and followed by a squad of Asari. Janae holstered her pistols, drew her illegally-modified shotgun and racked the pump, before saying "Oh, I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy this." before they heard the thundering steps of the Spartan-IIIs wearng SPI armor. Irene joined them at the balcony's side and said "Goodie! We ain't late for the party, boys!"

The Spartans readied their weapons. Damian took his position by the Sniper perch and said "Looks like more of those big armored Lizards... Good." He said, racking the bolt of his weapon. Andrew set up his MG to have a killbox toward the inner area of the apartment, aiming down its sights and nodded. Irene grinned, then turned to Janae, who held a pair of grenades between her fingers.

"EMP Grenades and mines... Wanna burst their Barriers, kiddo?" She asked.

Despite being invisible, her eyes sparkled behind the visor as she said "Hell to the fuck yeah, mama!" and jumping to grab the grenades. Janae readied her shotgun as she handed the weapons to the girl, then nodded and looked to Jonah. The Asari grinned added "C'mon then, Big Man. You're with me." before running past Andrew and jumping down onto the ground floor... Jonah exchanged glances with Irene, who gave a thumbs up, then looked to Garrus, who nodded... He rolled his eyes, then ran to, jumping to join the girl down stairs with a loud clang.

The two watched as the Mercs streamed through into the building and readied their weapons. The Spartan aimed his DMR and said "Three big fuckers vs two of us. One pasty white dude in power armor and a blue chick with a shotgun... What're ya thinking?" he then asked the blue gal. She grinned, taking a combat stance as a lilac Aura surrounded her...

"Well... We tried being reasonable before... And we didn't like it." She leaned the weapon on her shoulder, activating her Biotics. "Oi, ya Red Fucks! Ever notice there's someone you come across you shouldn't have messed with?! THAT'S ME, ARCHANGEL AND OUR PALS!" She yelled to the monsters, before sending forth a wave of Biotics toward one of the Krogans... The resulting strike knocked him on his ass, exposing a weak spot that Jonah took with six shots from his DMR. 6 more in his mag... The cunt died, bleeding and on the floor, while his pals were charged by the Asari.

Two shotgun blasts burst through parts of the armor up close. A fragmentation grenade detonated and burst more armor... Before she jumped on top of the third one and emptied her Shotgun's ammo into it. He joined, drawing his knife and stabbing the second through a crack in its armor. She finished said second off with a headshot from her pistol, before bursting the last one with a shotgun blast... The duo then turned to see a lot more incoming... A horde of Mercenary Commandos moved in.

"Oh, Christ..." Jonah muttered. "Here they come."

"Wir singt am Teufelslied?" Irene muttered over the com... Indeed...

Who would sing the Devil's Song now?