Armored Vault 13 Jumpsuit Novels & Stories

Temperature: -60°C. The Valkyrie (a prototype VTOL dropship stolen from the Syndicate and repainted) roared through the blizzard. Inside, the Shield Team was gearing up. They weren't wearing rags anymore. They wore Mark V Exoskeletons—sleek, insulated, powered armor designed by Sterling Corp. Jack checked his heavy rotary cannon. "I hope they have heat... I hate the cold." "Approaching target," the pilot announced. "Station 5 is dark. No heat signatures."

His normally easy smile on his clean-shaven face seemed forced. "Beloved," he said as he stopped in front of me. "Cole." I nodded in greeting. "I have something for you. We were going to give it to you tonight with a big party, but I think it might come in useful now." He held out a leather jacket in my size with the Ardor Brother's crest on the back of it. I accepted it running my fingers over the embroidery. "Wow, thank you." "It's from all of us. It has a Kevlar built into it. Normally it's supposed to protect from falls from a bike, but it also comes in handy with light shrapnel. Not a direct hit, though."

Earth had been transformed into an interstellar fortress armed to the teeth. On the top floor of Sterling Tower, Katherine secured a chest plate shimmering with dark gold and ice-blue light onto Jack’s torso. This was the "Valkyrie-Apex" combat armor. It was the flawless fusion of Earth’s highest tech, the Old Ones' divine runes, and the Remnant Fleet’s anti-entropy alloys, custom-tailored for the Planet's Alpha.

someone screamed. "Get out, you bitch!" Stones, rotten vegetables, and clumps of mud flew at me. I shielded my head and ran, the sounds of angry shouts and chasing footsteps right behind me. My clothes were stained, and a stone gashed my forehead, sending blood trickling down my face. I curled up in a dark alley, trembling, when a pair of red high heels appeared in front of me. It was Ella. She was wearing a cream Chanel dress, her hair perfectly styled—a sharp contrast to my bloodied, disheveled state.

“RFID scrambler. Eva’s design.” I fastened it around my wrist just as Jeff emerged from the armory. My breath caught. He’d traded his usual tactical gear for a tailored suit—charcoal gray, the cut identical to Rykov security detail uniforms. The look he gave me was all sharp edges and simmering fury. “We infiltrate at 0300 during the shift change.” He slapped a keycard into Greg’s chest. “You get us within fifty feet of the vault. After that, you’re a ghost.”

It also had a tool that showed how to disable the mech with the least amount of effort. Using these aids saved Ves a lot of effort. Together with his newly gained Mediumweight Armor Optimization I sub-skill, he felt competent enough to start his job as an armorer. Rather than copying Jason's armor contours, Ves decided to remove most of it and start from the bare minimum, only keeping the ingenious ways Jason and his helpers kept the joints protected.

James approaches Kara, holding both hands up so she can see the piece of metal and the box with buttons. “Okay, Kara. I’m going to slide this metal between the collar and your skin. It might be tight, but I’m not trying to choke you. It will just be for a few seconds, okay?” “What is that?” She points to the metal. James looks at Reggie, who shrugs. “No one will ever believe it. Might as well tell them.” “This is a piece of Achilles’ battle armor. Have you ever heard of him?” James turns the metal over in his fingers and gives Kara a gentle smile, as if he is trying to convince a child.

The Vault wasn't a room. It was a cavern. Carved deep into the heart of the glacier. The walls were thick ice, reinforced with steel beams. Guards stood at the entrance. Four of them. Elite class. They wore heavy exoskeletons over their uniforms. They saw Sera trotting down the hall. They relaxed slightly. Then they saw Arielle. Weapons raised. "Halt!" the lead guard barked. "Restricted area. Alpha clearance only." Sera growled deep in her throat.

Thor is quick on the draw and pulls out a card with Merigold’s information on it, handing it to Jason. Ratchet gets out of the car. He walks over and hands me my suit. It is fire retardant. Even though this is just a time trial we take all precautions for safety. “ Alright time to get down to business. Pit crew, go with Ratchet and he will show you the ropes. I need two guys to go with Jason to the garage area to check the layout. The rest get behind the barrier. I have a track to check out.” Everyone scattered. It was kind of funny to watch these burly bikers jump at my orders. I walk to the driver's side and lean against the car. I slipped off one shoe and slid my leg into my jumpsuit befo

Everybody ETA on the hour, we move before dawn to keep the element of surprise. Drawing on my bullet proof vest I feel it mould to my body. This is magically engineered armour designed to protect each species in its own way. Of course we are all different shapes so a generic piece was made and infused with magic to give it the ability to fit anything from a tiny fox to a huge ten foot bear. Then the assault begins as small explosions are set off to draw out the guards surroundingthe two labs, I don't know which one Dakota is in because no matter how hard I have tried to speak to her through our mate bond Ihaven't been able to make contact.