For months of bad dreams, lack of sleep and being desperate to earn money again,
Gordon sat in his sofa smoking some fresh cardamine he just bought from
a local cardamine dealer down the shopping mall, he took deep breaths
and enjoyed every second.
Next second, a pair of police officers kicked the door in.
"Freeze! Don't move a muscle!"
Gordon dropped the cardamine on the floor and slowly raised his hands.
The police officer put handcuffs on Gordon and walked him out of the hotel.
1 week later.
Gordon now sat on a prison liner on the way to Alaska where he was going to be for
20 years, the cardamine dealer was a police officer undercover and set him up,
but Gordon didn't care anymore, he was broke, lonely and had nothing to lose.
The prison liner had no windows so he had no clue where they were taking him,
in next moment, the alarm sounded, Order ships were attacking the prison ship and some of
them boarded the ship. Gordon heard blaster shots just on the other side of the cell and
some short screams from those who got hit, the Order marines had reached the control
room and opened all the cells.
"Let's go, let's go! Run to the ship." One of the Order soldier shouted.
Gordon reacted and followed the other running prisoners, they all jumped into
the Order boardingship and took off.
30 minutes later when everyone's adrenaline faded.
"So what is your name dude?" The guy next to Gordon asked.
Gordon- "Gordon, Gordon Fox."
"What did you do to get caught, you a Xeno?"
Gordon- "I smoked some of that wonderful orange dust." Gordon said in a low voice.
"Cardamine, that's cool, never tried it before."
The guy on the other side of Gordon asked: "Gordon, I've heard that before, you're that
rich dude from Omni Industries, you helped the Xenos."
Gordon- "You guys Junkers?" Gordon didn't care what they were.
"Haha, lucky you we're not, most of us are Xenos, they never transport Junkers, Rogues, Outcasts and
whatever together with Xenos, it would turn into a helluva bloody fight."
Planet Toledo, home of the Order.
Gordon sat at the window as they approached the planet, one strange thing that caught his attention
was a half damaged battleship, it was offline, Gordon looked closer, it said Omni Industries on the ship.
Hmm, strange. Gordon tought. He suspected it was the Liberator Omni sold to the Navy a year ago,
it brought back some old toughts.
On solid ground, Planet Toledo.
Gordon walked in a fast pace towards an Order guard.
Gordon- "I need to speak with one of your superiors, it is very important."
The Order guard recognized Gordon's face. "Mr.Fox, welcome to Toledo, please follow me."
They walked into an office room. "Major, this is Mr.Fox, he's one of those we got from the prison ship,
he said he had something of great importance to tell."
Gordon shaked the Majors hand. "What do you have?"
Gordon- "I have 2 questions, 1; why did you break us out, 2; what is that battleship outside?"
"Some of the prisoners were Order pilots we did not want to lose, and the ship,
it was a Navy ship who tried to attack us, we're sending salvage teams to recover it
and restore it, why are you so interested in a ship?
Gordon- "Because I have owned it and know how it works."
"Maybe you can help us to repair it."
Gordon- "Well of course I can, but I need to borrow a computer."
"That can be fixed, lieutenant, show this man to a computer."
"Right away, sir. This way mr.Fox."
"And get him some new clothes."
Gordon looked at his yellow prisoner suit. "Yeah, a pair of clothes would be very appreciated, thanks."
Later...
*Typing*
:
To: ArtOlstrom@Omni.Scomm
From: GordonFox@Omni.Scomm
Arthur,
I need your help, I am at some Order base, yes the terrorist base. I need you to gather some people
loyal to Omni and bring them here. However, they are friendly, I want to bring Omni back again
and earn money like in the good old days. I'm sending the coordinated to Toledo.
Also, get in touch with Greg Weathers, the chief of Omni Security.
Your friend Gordon.
(Send) *Click*
"Are you done, mr.Fox?"
Gordon- "Yeah I'm done."
"I got your clothes, I can show you to the barracks where you can change."
Order barracks.
Gordon looked in the mirror, the Order uniform did not suit him at all, he wished he had a tie.
Gordon- "Lieutenant, some friends of mine might show up, can you inform the Major?"
Greg- "Arthur! Oh boy I'm glad to hear your voice again, so what's on your mind?"
Arthur- "I just received a mail from Gordon, he's somewhere in the edge worlds, he sent
me some coordinates, can you check them up? I'll give you them here: 02GS-4C."
Greg- "Arthur.. That's where the Order terrorists are based."
Arthur- "Eeeexactly, he told me that but I was not sure. On the other hand.. Are there still some people at the Omni HQ?"
Greg- "Always." Greg quickly responded.
Arthur- "And the Omni security guys?"
Greg- "Most of them are here doing nothing."
Arthur- "Well gather them and tell them we are going to have a cup of coffee with the Order."
Greg- "I will. What we have left in the hangars is: Countless of Eagles, maybe 30 of them, half dozen of Gunboats and a pair of Cruisers, one of them my ship."
Arthur- "Terrific, I'll come with you on the Cruiser."
Greg: "Hang on a second.. Wasn't Gordon in prison?"
Arthur: "Yeah he was. *pause* The Order must have taken him from that prison liner that
got attacked yesterday."
Greg: "That could be possible."
Omni Security Platforms, Planet Manhattan
Omni Security guards and pilots was getting ready, a small fleet of Omni Security ships
was standing on the platform, it attracted journalists.
CNS Journalist: "What we see here is Omni's private army or fleet, apparently they are preparing
to depart and they refuse to give any comments."
CNS Journalist: "Hello mr, what is Omni planning to do with this fleet?"
The Omni officer turned his back and talked to one of the Omni pilots.
CNS Journalists: "How rude. That is all we had for today, we will keep you updated on this event..
Look! There's the Omni VP!
The crowd rushed to the Omni HQ enterance.
CNS Journalists: "Mr.Olstrom! What is Omni up to now?"
Other Journalist: "Where are these ships going?"
Arthur: "No comments, step back or I will call the guards."
2 days later at planet Toledo
The Omni private fleet jumped into Omicron Minor, it consisted of 2 Cruisers, 3 Gunboats followed by a swarm of Eagles.
Inside Order base.
"Sir, multiple ships approaching Toledo showing no ID! They are trying to open a comm channel with us."
"Accept."
"This is Omni Delta 9, requesting to dock 4 Eagles and station the fleet outside Toledo."
"Request accepted, take down on platform 4, we are sending out fighter wings to escort you and guards to the platform."
Order guard: "Mr.Fox, is that your boys?"
Gordon: "It certainly is, I need to talk to them." Gordon sounded relieved.
"I'll take you to the platform, they just said they were going to land."
The Order Platforms, Toledo
Greg, Arthur and 2 Omni security guards jumped out of thier Eagles, Order guards approached and
escorted them in to the Order base.
"Impressive, a whole base inside a mountain, pretty similar to the asteroid bases." Arthur said.
"Indeed it is." Greg added as they walked up on the stairs.
Gordon: "Arthur, Greg my friends! You are here at last, I have big plans, I will restore Omni Industries
and shape it as I did before. How much of the staff is left in HQ?"
Greg: "More than half of the original Omni personnel are there, they have not found any new jobs
since the other companies already had enough workers."
Gordon: "No changes then, we can continue where we stopped. I was looking at some Order maps
on Corsair space, they are filled with artifacts we can mine and make huge profits on the black market.
The Xenos could help us in this one, we push the Junkers out of Manhattan and let the Xenos take over."
Arthur: "An exellent plan my old friend."
Fred Mansons room, Omni HQ, planet Manhattan
*Browses through the TV channels*
Fred turned off the TV and reaches for the phone.
Jimmy: "Yep?"
Fred: "Jim, Fred here, want to eat lunch in the restaurant?"
Jim: "Sure, see you there."
"Where did I put that tie.." Fred said to himself while fixing his shoelaces.
Jim: "What will it be today, same as yesterday?"
Fred: "We'll see, I can't make up my mind right now, I want to see what they have first."
"Welcome mr.Manson and mr.Hansen, here is the menu." The waitress said and smiled at them.
At the table..
Fred: "I'm glad we quit BAF, the Kusari Navy is winning on all fronts, we would probably
get killed if we stayed there."
Jim: "Yeah you are right, I'm happy to be back here, feels like I belong here."
Fred: "I agree with you, this place suits me better."
"Hello boys, have you heard the latest news about Omni?"
Fred: "Hello mr.Huckleberry, what news?"
"Arthur Olstrom announced that he will bring the company back up again, he wants all avaliable ships
in the Omicrons to set up new mining operations."
Jim: "Just what we have been waiting for.."
*Chews on french fries* (ooc: I get hungry when I write about food lol.)
In space the Liberator has been under repairs for weeks, Omni and Order fighters patrolled around the wreck to protect the repair teams from Nomad incursions.
Engineer: "The reactor has been replaced, work on the engine now and get me that screw driver."
The ship repairs was almost completed, the Order commanders waited patiently on planet Toledo
"Well mr.Olstrom, looks like it's nearly finished. But one thing that I don't understand, how did Omni get access to this model?" A high ranked Order officer said.
"I believe we bought some copied blueprints from the Xenos, god knows how they managed to lay thier hands on them, but we re-designed it and made huge modifications to it.
"We will keep the ship for now, I see Omni Industries already have a fine fleet of ships."
"Sure, but let us install our latest A.I on it, a Sardion Optimizer, it will upgrade all the ships weapon systems."
"Fantastic, do it."
Olstrom picked up the microphone. "Colin, install the Sardion Optimizer."
"Right away mr.Olstrom." The Omni engineer responded.
"May we purchase any of your equipment for our ships in return?"
"Be my guest."
Olstrom grabbed the microphone again. "Greg, are you still awake out there?"
"Yeah I'm here."
"Bring your cruiser down to the surface, we're going to stock up with some Order tech."
I understand you had some quarrel with Samura in the past and wish to put them out of business from what we have seen, then you and I have something in common. I can offer you money for every Samura transport you destroy, shall we say 1/4 of a million for each cargo ship? And we will bribe KNF to not interfere with your work.
I must thank your scientists for thier newest invention, the Omni holophone was a genious idea,
many in our staff have one.
I am most pleased to hear that you like our holophones, they are indeed very useful. And I humbly accept your offer, it will be sent to our security chief Greg Weathers, I think we might come along together in the future, also, tell you "ally", the GMG in other words, that we, Omni would like to have access to thier bases, give them my regards.
The price you mentioned will be doubled if it is within Kusari core systems, we prefer the border worlds, I assume you get the point.
Greg, more work for you; the head of Kishiro Technologies offered us a nice proposal, to my surprise, tell our security forces to target Samura convoys in the Sigmas, which is out of reach for the KNF, it is an important advantage, and be sure to silence them completely, I do not want anything on the papers or on any TV screen. I trust you can handle this.
I will send an order to our strike force in Omicron Theta to break off back into the Sigmas, and attack Samura convoys as instructed. The Kishiro pays good ey?