Manhatten, Queen's channel. 3 LSF agents meet with Rockefeller to deal with State secrets and operations . Rockefeller plans to provide the LSF with intelligence operation plan to bring Kusari into the conflict between Rhienland and Liberty. This being several attacks on the boarder with vessels that claim to be Navy attack KNF forces. Rockefeller also holds information on how high in government does this scheme is being held. The Agents welcome the information with some cash and political lobbying deals. Rockefeller is looking to hold office soon. Despite the LSF having to remove Rockefeller from the Agency his strengths cause him to be an asset they cannot afford to lose. Rockefeller too requested that 2 Liberty Heavy Fighters be dispatched for his pilots to be used. LSF agents will work it out soon.
They meet in a locale pub with a low profile. Though since the excursion Rockefeller keeps his undercover guards near by. The LSF agents are alone, Gothera dispatch few agents of his own, and the Foundation Agents were too following Rockefeller, and Gothera. They all are here awaiting and listening as Rockefeller and the LSF agents discuss and talk.
As Rockefeller talks one of the LSF agents recognizes a face in the crowd and notions to the other LSF agents. Rockefeller mutters "He isn't mine," the LSF agents stand up. Suddenly the busy bar becomes a silent as Gothera's agents, Foundation agents, LSF agents, Rockefeller's guards and Rockefeller quickly take out their weapons and point them at one another. Gothera's pointing the guns at Rockefeller, Foundation Agents pointing at the LSF agents, Rockefeller's guards are pointing at the Gothera's agents , the LSF agents are pointing them at the Gothera's, Foundation and Rockefellers Body guards and finally Rockefeller is pointing the guns back at the Gothera's agents.
Rockefeller grins as he realizes that he was followed.
Rockefeller: Well, before we blow each other's heads off....lets start sorting out who is who....
LSF Agent: Everyone lower you weapons! I am a LSF Agent!
Gothera's Agent: Nah you lower you guns first, and your guards over there!
Rockefeller: Those? They're not mine!
Foundation Agent: I suggest all of you put your guns down....
Rockefeller's guard: *to Gothera's* Put your gun down, I am giving you the count of 3!
Foundation Agent: You do that I'll pull you head off myself!
Gothera's Agent: Only to 3?
LSF Agent: EVERYONE PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN!
Rockefeller: Now now, everyone relax I bet there is a reasonable solution to this...
Gothera's Agent: Just to let you know you shoot me your boy gets it right in the head!
Foundation Agent: Followed with your head being blown clear off!
Rockefeller's Guard: Not If I blast your brains all over first ...2!
LSF Agent: YOU'LL LEAVE US WITH NO CHOICE! *Each LSF Agent focuses on one of the other gun slingers* PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN!
Rockefeller: LSF, those are my guards....GUARD stand down!
Gothera's Agent: Alright....I'll bite...if the rest of you put your guns away!
Foundation Agent: One false move and I'll kill ya....
Rockefeller's Guard: No problem.....
LSF Agent: Alright! Who the heck are you people!?
Gothera's Agent: Nothing and no one....how about you?
Foundation Agent: ...I am....nothing...and no one?
Rockefeller's Guard: I just work for him....
Rockefeller: I work for myself, pleasure to meet you all.
LSF agent: How... enlightening....
Gothera's Agent: I think I'll be on my way out...
LSF Agent: Wait just a minute!
Everyone puts their guns back up and pointing at each other. Though this time the Gothera's and the Foundation Agents are pointing the guns at the LSF agents while the Guard and Rockefeller quickly take cover.
Foundation Agent : I think you all over stayed your welcome!
LSF Agent: ** HOLD IT! WE HAVEN'T SAID ANYONE COULD LEAVE!
As soon as the LSF Agent finishes the word Foundation Agent fires and kills the Agent instantly. The gun fight ensues. Everyone shooting at everyone it becomes a 4 way gunfight. Several other civilians that haven't cleared out by now, have or attempted to clear out of the bar.
Gothera's agent: *yelling* WHICH ONE OF YOU WORKS FOR THE FOUNDATION UH!? *continues firing*
Foundation Agent: DEPENDS ON WHO YOU WORK FOR! *sprays bullets around*
Rockefeller and his body guard are able to make it to the exit, as they are leaving Rockefeller's body guard gets shot in the back of the head. Rockefeller quickly sprays one last bursts before fading into the fog outside. Another LSF agents gets shot and killed and the other manages to escape a fire exit with minor wounds. The Foundation's Agent runs out of ammo as does the Gothera's agent they both flee the scene before the Liberty Police surround the building.
Rockefeller was able to escape without harm and fled to his hideout until things died down. Knowing that the Foundation was spying on him Rockefeller began his own counter spying operations. The LSF now investigates the deaths of their two agents, and the missing agent. The LSF agent that survived never was found, and presumed dead. The CrossBones caught up with the surviving agent and executed him, the body to be never recovered. The Foundation is now looking into who the other gunmen are and are sure that they are either another terrorist group or hitmen hired to kill Rockefeller by the LSF.
Gothera awaits to hear of the details but cautions his agents to lay low and not to return until they can make a clean get away. This is prudent not to let the Foundation know that he plotted to assassinate Rockefeller.
Due to the recent shift in border control CrossBone observed closely to what they see a very dangerous and careless security dissolver. This being allowing open boarders between Gallia and Sirius. This is a prime situation for recruiting and looting. Operations begin already to stalk newly formed contracts between Gallia corporations and Sirius corporations.
KING CHARLES XI hasn't personally become aware of anything as speculations from Foundation have filtered through the intelligence center of Crossbones. Good and bad for the CrossBone's Military operations. What is King Charles XI planning? Open boarders and amassing fleets don't mix. CrossBone Field Agents have reported spy sats and undocumented passengers leaving Gallia. This only suggest that this is a prelude to a invasion. Foundation Agents haven't commented lately nor provided new intelligence regarding King Charles XI plans to actions.
CrossBone's Operations are now focusing on reaction, verses the initial push for a presumptive assaults. Clearly the King has a trick up his sleeve and the Constables of CrossBones Sense massive retaliations. In the end Gothera receives this recent news while during his return trip from Liberty.
Meanwhile, Rockefeller too, begins pushing to see what Gallia can offer him. This is by far without consent of any Liberty Security Forces and Liberty Navy. Rockefeller is in no mood to wait. He begins to contact gun smugglers and ofter a protected and secured black market ring effective as of now. Gallian weapons are unique and independent manufacturer's are buying as much as they can get a hold of. Again a ploy for the Foundation to keep Rockefeller around.
With the Gates to Gallia open there will be no tell the extent of change that will occur. For now it seems the tide is set for war hidden, boastful, quick, never ending thus the the mode to mimic in the future.
David Caspian was born, the 21st of April. 778, on Planet Manhattan. Having lost his mother early in his youth, he was raised by his father. As being trained by his father, a known and well established LSF agent, it seemed natural for David to acquire unique abilities. Obviously his father wanted the same carreer for his son, despite it wasn't what David wanted.
David's father took him in and personally trained him to be a great Agent, David's future seemed solid. Despite showing great potential, David refused to proceed with the training and by the year 796, at the age of 18, he fled to Rheinland. He lived on Planet New Berlin, and worked on Oder Shipyard, as a ship builder.
These were, arguably, his happiest years of his life: a beautiful girlfriend, which he would later marry, a good job and, most important of all, independency.
However, it didn't last long. 800 A.S, the start of the so-called nomad wars, would bring harsh times for everyone, including David. Despite his attempts to stay out of the conflict, he was a trusted member and had a good reputation amongs the military, leading his father to, eventually persuade him to feed the Liberty Government with information about the Rheinlanders' movements.
Despite this, after the war, David was still seen by the Rheinland Government as one of their most trustworthy "soldiers", and was granted access to some of the top military research. Obviously, this has made David even more "appealing" to the Liberty Government.
He kept feeding information for several years now, if to a lesser degree. 816 he got married, and his wife was expecting a child. He didn't want to endanger them. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't just avoid the call of duty. Winter 817, due to an easily avoidable error, his cover was blown.
David was on Schatten at the time, working on a Libertonian design, probably Hacker. Rheinlanders used to capture various ships, even from allies, and copy their best features, for their own ships. His best friend, Sven Wake, warned him of this, as he was the one who tried to prevent the rheinlanders from taking away his wife and daughter. He didn't succeed, but he knew where the rheinlanders were taking them. David jumped into the ship that he was studying, called his friend, and went intercept the convoy. It was too well defended, however.
They fought, but they both failed. They tried to retreat, but rheinlanders wouldn't let them go. They fought their way to the Hudson system, where they were finally caught. David fell behind, to cover his friend's retreat. Was quickly overwhelmed and forced to retreat even further, to Kepler. His luck had finally come to an end. One lucky hit blew a large chunk of the engine apart, leaving David completely at their mercy. And they chose the most cruel punishment of them all: leaving him to, slolwly, die in that nebula, alone and uncertain of his family's fate.
But his day hadn't come yet. From the nebula a big ship, a cruiser arrived, and took David and his ship on board. It was Richard Regal, lord of the CrossBones, known as Gothera. To the words of fate David's burden bestowed "Has someone sinned against you pilot?" as Gothera reaches out towards David and took his hand. He was no saint. He had saved David, but he was going to ask something in return: total, unconditioned, faithfulness. David was in no position to refuse.
Nowadays, David tries to cut all ties with the past. He gave up his name, and is only known as Duessel now. The compassion and willingless to live that used to characterise him, are gone, replaced by a deep state of depression. He doesn't share Gothera's ideology and methods, but his sense of honor is above that. He is also convinced that Gothera is not as mean as he lets the others think, even if he won't show that. Many times Duessel has proven his abilities and commitment, which have brought him to a high rank place, Constable of Defense.
Only one thing, still links him to the past. The ship that has saved his life. Heavily damaged, he has worked ever since to restore it, and has gathered most of the missing pieces. That ship is the proof that, deep inside, David Caspian is still alive. Being a Constable, the Foundation's equivalent of a general, has it's advantages. He doesn't have to work much, as others work for him. He takes care of the defense of the temporary base, Kirkwall, in Orkney. Apart from some Gaians from time to time, quite a quiet place. This leaves him with much free time, which he dedicates to his studies. He has currently travelled around almost in every known system, and in even some of the lesser known, the so-called "alien worlds". Although the exact reasons are unknow, he keeps a diary of his travels, jealously guarded.
Few months after the last two deaths of the Foundation leadership at the hands of Gothera's hitmen the Foundation Board decided it was best to have a meeting in person with all the pawns of their disposal. Leaders and politicians and CrossBone Constables. Here the leaders of the Foundation will reveal their true intent in their operations to set a military action within Gallia. And to try to weed out their suspicions of someone within the organization trying to kill them off. Surly anyone will reject this declared operation would have their own agenda...
Present wars dictate future proclamations relearning the past. The wars Sirius is facing is nothing compared to the wars to come. Foundation has done enough to set the stages and now Gallia is the only threat to the new era proclaimed by the Foundation's leadership. Politician's, Constables, and Agents of the Foundations Organization all sit together to discuss their efforts towards a new era.
Scyro Glemming (Agent): Chances are that if we can dislodge the central government of Rheinland we can seize particular industrialized compounds. Bloody, murderously and cold but we can kill off all the corporation's bureaucrats. From there it's only matter of time before we can take a system out, one by one. All we need to do is to attack their basic supplies. Isolate their planets and ruin their economy.
Board: We recognize this effort has been going on for the last 22 years, Glemming, even with the war and the bombing we conducted still didn't move us any closer. Our efforts must be more concise. Should we cut them off so soon? Should we need an industrial entity to combat the Gallia Offensive forces we would need to keep them running as long as they are activity defending off the invasion.
Scyro Gleeming: All respects there is no solid proof that the Royal Navy would get that far into Sirius, with the numbers counted from our spies we have predicted the actual strength compared to the rest of Sirius...
Rockefeller: And you trust your computers to not lie to you?
Scyro Gleeming: Excuse me?
Rockefeller: From what I seen-heard Gallia forces out weight Sirius house nations 6/1. We are not able to fend off against a force that size. Even if we have Liberty spearhead the attack we will not hold for more then 3 years. This is why I believe it would be prudent to be mobile. Take what ships we can and all move into a fleet.
Scyro Gleeming: Sir the Foundation and it's family is over 4,000 people. To find enough ships to support now only housing but food as well. Not considering the CrossBones Military Operations that we are already throwing are resources into. Pulling out of every nation and base and anything and everywhere else we are hiding and pulling strings would completely undo everything we have been working towards.
Board: Perhaps, we should jump ahead, but we do consider moving elected and their families to a location that is mobile so should any attack on our homes or stations will prove to be mute. Entities without tangible head to cut of will prove a difficult target to kill. Rockefeller what would you suppose we do about our military operations else where from Orkney?
Rockefeller: Pull them. They have no more use fighting anti-government battles and turf wars with warlords and drug runners. We need to have action where it's going to give us returns for our investments.
Gothera who was invited to this meeting came purposely late and walked in while Rockefeller gave his thoughts on the matter. Rockefeller pausing soon as he seen Gothera continues with tension in his voice.
Rockefeller: Therefore any resources spent outside protecting the Foundation and our advancements outside of Orkney would prove to be a waste....
Gothera: A waste.
Everyone finally notices Gothera everyone quickly bows at their seats.
Someone: Please Lord Gothera, have a seat.
Gothera: I prefer to stand.
Board: Gothera you are late was their trouble?
Gothera: It's a matter I cannot say here.
Board: Right, everyone take a few minutes when we resume we the Foundation will discuss our ultimate agenda.
Everyone stands up and shuffles towards the doors. Gothera begins walking towards the Chambers where the Foundation Leadership are held. Before he could get there Rockefeller grabs his arm.
Gothera: Uh?
Rockefeller: I know it was you that tried to kill me and robbed my Casino. I know it was you that killed the other Constables. I have audio records. It will take me nothing to jump to the fact that you ordered the deaths of the other Foundation leaders. Just what are you up to Gothera?
Gothera: If I wanted you dead, Rockefeller, I would have had my brother kill you 2 years ago when you attended the Dagrada with General Geinue. As for the others-treason doesn't have a nice ending. For you I think it's best to disappear.
Foolishly Rockefeller took a chance to expose Gothera as its true in any part of life there is a time and a place for everything. Gothera knows to well this rule of life thus he chooses now isn't the time - The Foundation is watching...
Gothera quickly swings his arm away from Rockefeller in order for Rockefeller to lose his grip on him.
Gothera: I think it's time for your age to end Rockefeller what my brother started years ago I will finish.
Rockefeller: Your brother didn't start anything it was the Foundation that gave him the orders to kill.
Gothera: No, it was the Foundation that ordered his death. But in his death his efforts were made clear. The old age is stuck in a revolving door. My brother had set to destroy that door. Create a new era.
Rockefeller: You idiot. You believe you can achieve something like that? Humanity will aways be the same!
Gothera: Aha I don't plan to change humanity I plan to change who controls Humanity.
Rockefeller: Then whats the point?
Gothera: The point is Rockefeller.... I am in control. The sooner you realize this the longer you will remain alive. Now excuse me...
Gothera pushes aside Rockefeller as he approaches the doors to the cambers. He looks back briefly at Rockefeller in time to see him reach for his gun.
Gothera: The longer you are a live the greater risk you're to the Foundation. GO ahead shoot me in front of everyone. Make a scene you'd be dead before you even strike the ground.
Rockefeller retreats his gun and mutters "someday" as he leaves the conference room. Gothera grins and opens the door to the chambers. There in front of him seats rows and rows of chairs each one used. The room is dark and shrouded. This room is called the Congressional Hall. A voice from the crowd of seats speaks out to Gothera.
Foundation: We welcome you to the Foundation, Gothera. Here is where no man from the outside has ever seen. This is where the brain of the Foundation sits, we are one. Come and share with us your concerns before we address Operation New Age.
Gothera stands in the center of the front side of the room prompted by a single light showing. Gothera cannot make out any shapes or faces of the members.
Foundation: As you see we are many within one motion, we can achieve the greatest tasks in one motion. We are diverse yet we speak equally. We form the perfect government entity. This is why we require a new nation. And you are striving to help us. For many years we have been stuck under regimes that were selfish and crude. We have been spread out for years. We came together to form what is now known as The Foundation. We are the base for the new era. We control ties and dictate wars without ever joining them. We have concluded that our time to trying to work with the current nations has ended. Time to start removing them is now. Sirius Governments are to be terminated to make room for the new nation that will rise above them. We are one motion. We see everything. We know what is to come. Gothera you have orders to set a way for this new nation. We have given you a military force we have supplied you with many things. Will you fail us?
Gothera stands there and leans forward to speak.
Gothera: The new era will be met with a new war machine that unstoppable. The old age will be baffled and confused while the new age will conquer them swiftly. At the lead of this conquest will be me and my governance will be at the hands of my founders. The dream has come for those who have waited. Our time is now....
With the Foundation members pleased with Gothera's reply they have finally felt confidence enough to address the entire organization of their intent. Gothera awaits as he knows already the goals of the Foundation leadership.
Behind Gothera a large monitor turns on casting his shadow over the filled seats of the congressional hall. Almost like a foresight into the future Gothera's eyes glisten with the remaining light refracting off from his glasses. Behind him were the agents and supporters already seated and waiting for the new response from the leadership. Gothera steps down from the stage and turns to face the monitor.
Foundation: For many years we have been working to correct this world from it's errors. We have worked to undermined many governments and organizations. However we have reached a point of exasperation. Considering that the newest threats to our goals for a one national rule in Sirius the Gallic forces are a threat we didn't know about. For this we have failed. However while the tides are changing in our war we have a new opening to start anew. Nearly 100 years ago there was a civilization built from the ruins of war somewhere near the Tau's systems. For years we knew of it, but it has since disappeared. This civilization created a massive city and a great industrial center and many resources. Because of our extensive operations in the Tau's systems we have discovered small traces-tracks that lead to unchartered locations. We have found where the Great City is and we look to liberate it under the new nation! From there we will all exile from Sirius and take refuge into this city and begin a new era! And we shall give birth to a new generation and empire until there is no other opposition. Then and only then shall the sins of the old generation shall be swiped clean.
Everyone stands and begins clapping and cheering. As Gothera watches how easily everyone is swayed by simple words he notices Rockefeller is not among the others.
Foundation: We will build a great Navy and a defense of our homeland that will never be destroyed! We will never again have to worry about food or dictatorship ever again! We will show everyone that life has rights and we will provide them for every citizen of our new nation!
Gothera exits out the side door just as the Foundation members stood to cheer. Following his exit he takes out a small box linked with a cable. He leaves the building unto a platform on the 122 story. The smog in the night binds through the lights as they pivot back and forward. He stands at the edge of this his personal craft muttering "This era will only have one ruler, and will be stain with the blood of those who made the wake of his power."
The glinting lights of Kirkwall appear in the distance as Tussin stands firm at the helm of the Emerald Star. Exactly 13 years to this day Tussin has since been in the same system of his Lord and master Gothera. This moment is a proud one for Tussin and the Forces as CrossBones gather to escort the mobile base "Emerald Star" to Kirkwall. Already Kirkwall has been built to dock with Emerald Star and will serve as a add on to the base. It's massive internal industry will now turn Kirkwall into a stable ship production site for the CrossBones. A long awaited dream coming true.
Moments as the base slowly creped closer Gothera was already prepared to personally greet his old friend. Within the 3 hours it took to dock the bases together Tussin takes a personal shuttle and docks ahead of the Emerald Star.
On the loading platform.
Tussin and Gothera firmly shake hands.
Tussin: My lord, Emerald Star! We salute you!
Gothera: You have done well, my friend, it has been some time.
Tussin: Yes but not wasted time we have been busy.
Gothera: Yes your efforts and dangerous journey has give a sense of Victory here.
Tussin nods and salutes Gothera. "Hail Gothera, Lord of the CrossBones! Soldiers! Bow before your Lord for today is the victory he has predicted! The soldiers near by stopped whatever they were doing and began chanting and cheering. "Gothera, speak to them."
Gothera desired not to say much but did have this to say.
"My fellow blood. The Emerald Star is the beginning of our conquest to our promise land! From the bolts that holds her together we shall engage unto the new frontier! These are the dreams we've had ever since we were little! Today a dream has become a reality! No one will be able to stand in our way! Our sovereignty shall be our destiny!"
Cheers and chants continue throughout the docking of Emerald Star to Kirkwall.
Adaulfo Blucher CEO of Precision Armaments by the time he was 40 years of age a prominent leader in the locale community. Even from the start of his time. Parents, Abby and Harold Blucher have born their only son June 16th 778AS. Proud yet burden with his arrival - they both worked long hours at factories. Adaulfo's sister, 12 years old name Brittany, was to take care of him while the parents worked.
From early childhood Adaulfo had a strong desire to appeal the normal social and political order of his state. State of Freies Wasser. He watched his family be subject to strict and harsh conditions under the Rhienland Government and personally suffered from segregated schools. Coming from a poor family Adaulfo was not able to attend a suitable school for his unusual level of intelligence. Thus most colleges would never accept his applications and subject Adaulfo to life time of factory work.
Which he did at the age of 15 Adaulfo left school to work in the General Provisions Factory owned by the state and a General named Tussin Binatto Gustiche. 16 hour shifts and back breaking work Adaulfo sought no future for him or his family however he was determined at all times to finish his work on time and with great skill. Over the course of 3 years Adaulfo receives no recognition for his work and soon after look to join the military forces. He wouldn't have to go far while stumbling into General Tussin Binatto Gustiche of the Rhienland Military.
Shy, humble and scared the skinny Adaulfo was towered by Tussin's tall robust figure. Tussin immediately sensed Adaulfo's passion for change, at the time Tussin's defection was near. "Come factory worker I have a job for you." Tussin granted Adaulfo into the Military where we would be trained as a officer. Through his military schooling Adaulfo was profound at the art of warfare for where he came from. After two months he was promoted to assister to Military Strategic Command. By this time his mentor was already discharged as a political enemy. Thus scrutiny came down on Adaulfo as well. But answering all the questions right he was able to continue to keep his ranks and serve the Rhienland Military.
Nomad War-
During this war Adaulfo Blucher saw the Military quickly degrading and sought to take a back water assistance to the war effort. So in 801AS (23 years of age) Adaulfo Blucher started Precision Armaments and labeled it a government military installation that gave him the ability to dictate how and who builds while the government decides what to build. There weapons of any sort was constructed and left himself a very respected and high position in the State and in the Government.
Foundation Interdiction.
After the Nomad war Precision Armaments continued to produce war time and peace time items. Adaulfo Blucher however was not happy. Over the course of his career he has witness many things and was not able to speak or there wasn't anyone to appeal to about the harshness of the Government. Being in the political spot light his every moved was watched. He couldn't even speak of his idea's with his dying father on his death bed. Harold Blucher "Son the things you speak cannot be. Not while this government exists."
Harold Blucher died of cancer at the age of 55. Adaulfo's family was dispersed due to a change in house policy and Adaulfo never saw his sister again. But would see his mother one last time at a political rally where his mother carried a sign reading "Der Tod ist erst der Anfang. Und die Freiheit ist nie das Ende." soon after many protesters were arrested, Abby Blucher being one of them. She died in a state prison without being able to receive visitors.
Upon this Adaulfo wrote a letter to Tussin who was exiled. In that letter Adaulfo addressed his love for the people but hate for the government. He pleaded with Tussin to help him provoke change within the government. And said that their is enough loyal soldiers that they could fight back. Tussin only reply was "The Foundation."
The Foundation secretly contacted Adaulfo and offered their support for his movement against the Rhienland Government. In return for his oath they will protect him. Adaulfo agreed and began to use his political power to spy on the government and to obtain sensitive documents. This information was sold to various groups such as the Red Hessians. Foundation would conduct systematic assassinations on leaders and counter intelligence gathering. By 812AS Rhienland was a hot zone for espionage.
Adaulfo would remain an important role for the Foundation for the next 6 years. However the Foundation had decided it was time to change it's efforts. And Adaulfo has been cut loose. An excuse was laid out that Adaulfo had betrayed the foundation and plotted to kill the leadership. The plot came into full term as the Lixon Complex Building was bombed killing many Foundation members.
Transmission Between Tussin and Adaulfo.
Adaulfo: I don't understand that this means?
Tussin: Old friend, things are changing. And the Foundation is losing interest in trying to restart government but rather eradicate it.
Adaulfo: You know it's not possible. Would take another decade and a decade in spotlight of the people as freedom fighters, not terrorists.
Tussin: I know, this isn't my choice. Adaulfo?
Adaulfo: Yes?
Tussin: Tell me the time friend? Where you're at.
Adaulfo: It's 11:30AM SST and I must be getting to my business here.
Tussin: I want you to know that I will be seeing you soon.
Adaulfo: You're coming back? The government will hunt you down and kill you.
Tussin: One way or another.
~Duessel's Scouting Mission
Duessel sat at the helm of his ship, he had just entered a system unknown to the Foundation. He ordered the crew of five, excluding himself, to enter a silent run. There was a loud noise as the main fluorescent lights clicked off, and the secondary blood red lights came online, only in his cockpit though. He engaged his engines, impulse speed only, he was diverting power to scanners, to get accurate and far reaching readings. The red of Edinburgh was strange and only added to his awe. The ship crept forward, and Duessell was manually guiding the ship, too sensitive for auto piloting.
He got no farther then a quarter of the way through the system, before he saw them. Five ships, on a patrol, or so it seemed, they had obviously not seen him yet. His ship was hard to spot against the mural of red that was the system. Then the ships made a direct line to him, obviously spotting his ship with their eyes, as the ship was near invisible to scanners. He heard a voice from below. 'Sir, five ships, 4 fighter classed, one transport. Closing rapidly at a speed of 350 Meters per second. We are reading Gaian transponders. Four thousand meters and closing.' He finished quickly.
Duessell was quick to respond 'Alright, all systems online, shield strength to full, the scans can wait, prepare for combat.'
The ships internal lights switched to red, and the ships closed the distance in a dramatic manner. They hailed the ship. 'Unknown vessel, you are trespassing in Gaian space, state your business!' The fighters were close, while the transport hung at a one thousand meters distance.
Duessell ordered his crew first, 'Men, full scans on the ships, I want their load outs. And find out what is on that Transport!'
The ships hailed him once again, 'Unauthorized ship, respond or face termination!'
Duessell yelled to his crew 'I want those scans, now!'
The crewman replied 'Sir, fighters are equipped with average weaponry. The transport is carrying a quantity of high powered Gaian guns.'
Duessell was surprised at this new development, 'Ok gentlemen, we have a new objective, we are securing those guns,' he told his crew, 'all hands to battle-stations!'
Duessell read maximum power to all guns, and all systems were optimal, he did not hesitate. His green Saiorse guns impacted the lead fighter, dropping his shields, and then he fired both of his battle razors. The Gaian ship received all of the impact, absorbing the hits, before buckling and exploding in a marvelous cloud. The Gaian ships broke formation and engaged. 'Sir, the Gaian Pelican has engaged his cruise engines, and is begging a retreat!' A crewman shouted over the communications. 'Ok, load the cruise disruptor, stop that ship!' Duessell shouted back.
Duessell had moved his ship to within firing range of the transport, and began firing. The Pelicans shields were much more resistant, but fell soon. He fired a razor, and it impacted with the engines, crumpling them, leaving a huge gash.
He then heard it, 'Sir, shields have failed!' from below.
He broke off his assault on the Pelican, and turned his fire on the ships. 'All hands, engage snub craft, and someone keep an eye on the transport.' He ordered.
He maneuvered his craft to face one of the fighters, and his guns blazed, dropping the shields of another fighter, but his razors missed. 'Sir, hull is taking fire, engineers are moving in to assess and repair!' Duessell's lieutenant shouted to him.
Duessell concentrated, and came in for another sweep on the fighter, but it was decimated by the green cannons. The ships did two barrel rolls before exploding, raining wreckage on the ship.
There was a violent shake, and Duessell was almost dislodged from his seat, 'What was that?!' he shouted. 'Sir, a mine impacted with the hull, damage minimum, but we have a breach in the left side.' His lieutenants responded dutifully.
He did not respond, knowing his lieutenant had the situation well under control. He came in for a pass on the next ship, one of the two remaining, but miscalculated the wide turn. He had the target lined up, but he was too close to avoid, the ships impacted. Crumpling the eagle, and ripping it's components apart, and sending pieces flying. He looked around and assessed the situation, the last eagle was coming in for a pass. It was then that he noticed it, a wing, that had ripped from the rammed eagle was speeding towards the last Gaian. He watched as it impacted with the frontal windshield, breaching it, and instantly spacing the pilot within.
Duessell came up to the Pelican, and hailed him. 'Drop all the guns now, or perish.'
Duessell received not reply, except for fire from the Pelicans weapons system. The shots hardly scratched his shields. Duessell fired both razors at the Pelican, performing a coup de grace on the helpless ship.
The guns were in great condition, considering the beating the ship had taken. He tractored them, and silently left the way he came.
Later in his captains logs he wrote, 'Original mission deviation, enter Lewis successfully, and proceeded to scout. Encountered Gaian convoy with high value weapons on board. Targets were destroyed, but the cargo is lost. Unfortunately Sven will not be getting a secure route report through this system, or at least not today.'
Over the course of the two years separating the death of Gothera's brother Gothera felt burden to return home. The district in Leeds that his parents use to live became run down and majority of the housing unfit for use. Gothera and his body guard sneaks into Leeds and Gothera locates his old home. The neighborhood reflected the negligent and perforation of crime. Gothera's house had been looted. He steps inside, followed by his guard, and pushes open the oak wood double doors.
Inside the house was dark and drafty and a scent of rats and mold overtook the scent of what he remembered. The house has two stories and Him and his brother's room was upstairs. Gothera motions the guard to stay downstairs has he became claiming the old and weak steps. Each with each step the stairs moaned and settled even cracked due to the weight baring on them. Gothera reaches the top step and looked at the torn wall paper and the glimmering lights from the street lamps passing through the windows with a soft orange fill to them.
Each motion closer to their room filled Gothera with much anger and stress. And there to the far right of the stairwell in the last door on the left was 'their' room. He walked forward and stopped in front of the door. Flash backs of childhood rain in and Gothera clutches his fist. He opened the door.
In the room not much was left but piles of debris and broken glass. The room had two windows each were open and from the rains mold had crusted over them. The wood floor was warped and broken the walls black from soot. In the closet to the left of the door the wall had been torn through and you can see the room next door.
Gothera looked around and stepped his foot into the debris. His boot hits a small box that opens. Suddenly a chime plays the haunting melody draws his attention. He bends down sifting through the debris till he picks up this box. Holding it he remembers the box from his 4th birthday given to him by his grandmother. The melody takes Gothera to a place of security and he watches the box's gears spin and turn.
"Richard Richard darlin' do not frown! Your mother will be back, you know she loves you just as I love you!"
Gothera notices a tear running on his cheek. And again the memories kept flooding.
"Richard, you're bigger than your brother! So no matter what happens you protect him! Can you promise me this? I will see you whenever I can!"
Gothera now remembers times at school of his brother being bullied and attacked. He remembers how many kids he had injured. And a hate stirs inside him and a rage deep inside makes Gothera's heart beat faster.
"Richard do you know why mom and dad left? Do you know why mom hit you? It is because they no longer love us. They never did, grandma too. That's why they all left. We were always alone and we always had to fend for ourselves. They are sin and the world is sin. Fear is what controls humanity and we must submit to it's forces. Even pray to the god that gives it power! God of Fear. Mom and dad left because they feared us. We are not of this world. Because we have powers they don't. We are the prophets of fear. You especially of all! So , brother, lets harvest the fields of fear and because unstoppable!"
Gothera stands up and the memories subsides to a mellow thought "Fear-is lack of death." He drops the box and takes one more look around. He mutters to himself "The God of Fear is hungry and the fields are ripe for the harvest. The Black Hand of Death will sweep Sirius and feed from it's fear and despair."