Its been twelve hours since the NCR convoy had been ambushed, and the NCR radio was filled with concerns from various outposts, Camp McCarren and Hoover Dam were the most prominent of which.

Obviously, Mr House had quickly picked this up, realising the war would begin soon enough. But, he was missing his 'partner'. Tamia had not been in contact for a while now, and even Bulwark had not seen her recently, stating she'd left to complete some personal business.

That was a major problem as he needed some last touches complete for his forces to be active... Fortunately, he'd rectified the situation by hiring some mercenaries who may or may not have been formerly affiliated with the NCR... A mercenary group called Dissuade.

He'd heard about their success at breaking into the Bulwark controlled Novac, and while they had failed their mission, they'd done something that not many would manage. Of course, they were a member down now, but that still left him with three valuable mercenaries who happened to be in need of some caps.

As to how they lost one of their members? Apparently, it was a disease they hadn't managed to spot before it was already fatal... Not that such a thing bothered House, it was just peculiar to see elite mercenaries die from such a thing.

The loss of their companion had forced them to cough up funeral fees, and their leader's excessive spending at various casino's had bored a hole in his pocket, leaving him and his group rather desperate for employment.

He'd sent the Mercenaries, Drake, Madeleine, and the young boy hunter to complete some missions in Tamia's stead. And they were successful for the most part, which led to now. to the current situation, in which House would finally make his bid for the core of the Mojave.

Due to how he'd been forced to forcefully acquire a power station that was under NCR control, they were more or less aware that he was up to something... Not that they'd be able to pin it on him, one thing Mercenaries were good for was a degree of anonymity after all.

Now that he had access to a good amount of power though, he was able to start moving his 'troops' into position. He'd been in contact with Afton Parker to make sure they'd coordinate their assault properly, while House didn't trust him completely, he thought that their goals were similar enough to justify an alliance.

All that was left was the war, and gaining access to the Dam mainframe with a virus he'd given to his Mercenaries... Hopefully, Afton wouldn't immediately kill them for their past actions... Despite their rough behaviour and rather caustic language, they were useful tools. Hopefully, the two hundred or so Securitrons he'd sent would show their worth.

*BOOOOM!*

Huh... Seems like the Legion had finally decided to make a move... He'd known about the Legion's intentions with the Gomorrah casino for a while now, yet, he didn't think they'd actually go through with it, especially considering how easily Afton Parker and his group had dealt with the Tops.

The front of Gomorrah's had just exploded, and many men in suits had stepped out with heavy weapons, ready to take over the strip... One was barking orders at the others, telling them to go plant the bombs before House tries to stop them...

Unfortunately for the group, House had been well aware of their actions long before they'd even thought of doing them. The Omerta's were unaware of the upgrades the Securitrons had undergone, thinking the change from pictures of Police officers to Soldiers was just an aesthetic one.

This mindset quickly changed though when the Securitrons shoulders opened up to reveal many missiles... "HALT! You are under arrest! Lay down your arms and come quietly!" the robots all command in sync, their grenade launchers, shoulder-mounted rockets, machine guns, and laser rifle manipulators all pointing at the group.

"HA! You think I'm gonna listen to some immortal big-shot loser!? THINK AGAIN HOUSE! NEW VEGAS IS MINE!"

Houses face appears on the leading Securitrons screen as the Omerta laughs, "I see. I must regretfully render our contract void then." he states before the screen flickers, leaving the soldier's face again.

"Fire." the robotic voice states as the robots all begin firing an ungodly amount of weapons at the group of Omertas.

*BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!*

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Volleys and volleys of bullets, missiles, grenades, and lasers pepper the group who are unable to react to the sudden attack. Blood, bones, organs, and limbs fly out from the dust cloud, signalling to the robots that their enemy didn't escape, not to mention the civilians and NCR military police who'd been watching at the sidelines...

Once the dust clears the only thing that's left of the Omertas is a single pre-war hat, sitting over a scorched crater that's filled with a couple inches of blood and organ mulch. A few people vomit at the sight, but one Securitron rolls over and turns to look at everyone, Houses face appearing on it again.

"Greetings New Vegas. As you all may know, I am Mr House, the creator and maintainer of this fine city you all currently reside... I would like to announce something of importance, but first... Securitrons, take the NCR into custody for renegading from their contract with us, as well as the various crimes they've committed under my nose." he states, and the NCR military police are too shocked to act when the Securitrons roll over and demand their weapons.

The NCR military police isn't all that well trained, most of them considering this job more as a vacation from the front lines than anything else... This is the main reason they all easily drop their weapons and begin begging for their lives... Aside from the obvious fact that these crazy dangerous robots were pointing their weapons at them.