Fragment 0412-2012

Roy stopped his own impulse. There were simply to many of the Kermac   elite commandos on the platform and there were a few civilians and innocents as well, not to mention the 200 plus Kermac already in the City. He also diod not forget Cara who had remained on Desolate, tied upo in the office of a fat man he had only briefly seen. He was certain Cara would die if he could not do something to get her rescued.

It was better to gather more information and then he could try to contact Uncle Sam and with him the Cerberus Robots. He was no longer under the influence and able to think. He could not explain who that voice was, however it was a familiar one and something that was   on his side.

Phil, Riddick, Celyciia and even the Spy woman who most likely was Cherubim were completely surprised by the sudden and total Kermac domninace. Men and women   looking like normalk Union Citizens turned out to be heavily armed Kermac operatives. Riddick groaned. “Not again, please don’t let it be true!”

Celyciia was not even as surprised this time as she was during their first time.

The Kermac disgused as a Terran Business Woman said. “Listen up, I am Kermac and this Planet is now under our control. We have occupied the GalNet Center and the Post Office and we are in Psionic Control of most of the citzizens here. There are a few, like you four that resist psionics, Anyone we see attempting to communicate anyway we will eliminate right away. Anyone trying to flee outside…please be our guests. This is Green Hell after all.”

He made an all encompassing gesture. “The only reason you are still alive is that we might need hostages at some point. Perhaps a few of you have knowledge of Union Technology we seek and you will be useful a little longer.”

Phil said. “I am a Federal Police Officer and you realize that this is a declaration of war.”

“I hoped for Fleet Officers, not useless cops.”

Cherubim whispered. “There are only one or two Kermac, the rest are surgically altered Hugwag and Plato Slaves.”

Celyciia hissed back. “Makes no difference, it looks you spooks screwed it all up. Instead of arresting the bunch you enabled them and now they getting Union Shields and whatever they want. The only good thing is they going to kill you and that might be a good thing.”

The Kermac Commandos were as professional as a Special Forces Unit should be. The Kermac were neither fools nor children and managed to pull the Union Tiger’s tail for as long as the Union existed and despite many setbacks and their continuous decline of influence and power, they were still the second most powerful society of this Galaxy.

They secured the hands of seven passengers. Cecyllia, Ruddick, Phil and   the blonde woman they all suspected to be none other than Cherubim herself and two other passengers who turned out to be Bio scientists that been on Harper’s for a long weekend. The Galactic Chronicles Soldiers scanned everyone and collected PDDs and then one of them said to the Kermac. “None of them wears any cyber enhancements or Data Heads, we are secure.”

The Kermac turned and with a bright flash and a loud explosion the SII GalNet Repeater Tower   tilted of its base and tumbled sliding over the dome of the city.

Two Kermac Commandos pushed the Shuttle pilot into the open and threw him to the ground, just seconds before one of them shot the helpless man at almost point blank range. The killer said. “He tried to use the Shuttle GalNet. Let that be a lesson to you all. Comply and you might survive to see the glorious rise of the Kermac and serve the Masters.”

The Shuttle lifted off all by itself and as soon as it passed through the Forcefield membrane, the invisible tractor beams guided by Kermac Commandos, cut off and the Shuttle fell into the Big Lake.

A larger Kermac ship descended moments later, barely finding room on the landing platform, even more Kermac, in Battle armor unloaded boxes and equipment.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">It was clear they still believed Roy under their control as the lead Kermac put on a heavy Armor suit and said to Roy. “Your Job is to find the Maroon Cave, as that is the place we know the ship is hidden.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">As they went down to the main level of the city,   the real extend of the Kermac invasion became apparent. There were dead bodies everywhere!

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Charles the Robot came to the North field where Sam was working once again at one of the Argra Bots and said. “Master,   all GalNet connections to Anthill have been interrupted and an explosion has been registered via acoustic tremor sensors consistent with a 4000 gram demolition charge. Subsequent scrambled Myon pulse radio signals and an approaching force of twenty armored Flyers with active weapon signatures suggest an imminent attack on this compound.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sam got up wiped his hands and said. “Sounds a little much for a Califerm raid.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Threat analysis concludes it is a major, most likely Kermac   attack. Weapon signatures are consistent with Kermac Weapons.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“ETA?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“I estimate 16 Flyers to arrive within twelve minutes. They ran into Lighting Dragons and three Flyers and occupants are no longer a threat.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Activate your buddies. I go and heat up the Baby Tiger. Let’s welcome the Kermac Marine Corps style!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Charles grabbed Sam by the belt and flew him to a lean on to the main house. Sam disappeared behind the wooden doors while Charles sent the Activation signal to the nine other Cerberus.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Like Zombies clawing to the surface, the nine Cerberus broke through their buried transport containers and ten feet of dirt.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sam inside the fragile looking lean on said. “It’s time to wake up Baby Tiger. Activation Code Leviathan. USMC Master Sergenant Brown, verify Biometrics. Code key present.” A deep mechanical voice responded. “Activation Authroization verified and accepted.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">A dirt covered hatch popped open and Sam climed down. The lean on was compeltly destroyed as a an old but fully functional   USMC Tiger Battle Tank rose with a power rumble equaling a minor earth quake.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Integrated Auto Dresser assembled a USMC Quasimodo around Sam while he linked to the Cerberus robots and said. “Got to full Infantry Mode, targets on threat sensors. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson and Clarion sat in the back of their store, tied up with Memory tape up to their necks. Three Kermac Soldiers had arrived this morning, killed their Son and tied them up. The Kermac were sitting   on one of the tables and looked relaxed and in total control. One of them said. “This planet is not even half as tough as they said it would be. Our strike force will have reached the simpleton farmer by now. What a waste of resources sending that many to kill just one old marine.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson as tied up she was wasn’t complety unable to move and had edged herself closer to the Force field controls. She rather wanted to die by Green Hell life forms than these cowardly Kermac.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">She had almost reached it when one of the Soldiers saw her and he got up smacker her across the face and said. “What are you trying to do? Your GalNet terminal is destroyed and al the weapons in here are out of reach.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">A second Galactic Council Alien and Kermac   servant, a muscular big being got up as well and said. “She tried to reach these controls. I think they are for the Energy Fence. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The first soldier laughed. “ We are here for two days and I was outside. You realize we are wearing the latest in Kermac Armor?” He gestured across the displayed Armor suits. “Not this substandard civilian Union trash!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The third Soldier was just admiring the latest SII manufactured Armor and said. “Well some of it isn’t trash.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Be silent Brokesh. We are Krthar and the strongest of all Galactic Council. I hoped to meet Pertharians or Nul not these weak humans.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The three Soldiers returned to their seats, but not before kicking Ma Swanson several times and pushing her away from the Controls. Despite all the horrible treatment the Soldiers could not break the Swanson’s spirit. Ma Swanson said. “You won’t leave this planet alive, no matter what you are, you didn’t bring enough soliders. Green Hell will prevail!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Oh be silent stupid woman. We have ten Kermac Battle ships arriving soon and we will orbital bomb this place to ashes. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Neither of the Kermac soldiers noticed the Klack technician who had managed to hide on top of the shelves. He used the distraction and angled for the H&K Raketen Gewehr, that the Swanson’s had kept in the shelves as Roy had almost paid for it and they never considered selling it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The H&K accepted his targeting program after he sensor painted the three Kermac, then he fired. Three micro missiles hissed across the room and detonated.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Two of the Kermac Soldiers were killed outright, the blast toppled shelves and caused a fire, the Klack tumbled with a load of spare parts of the shelf and broke three of his six fragile legs. He crawled wounded to   Ma Swanson who smiled at him, from her blistered singed face. “I wondered how long it would take you”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Klack did not speak, his voice box had come loose and the Human ears would not understand his ultrasonic range voice, but he managed to find a sharp object and cut her loose.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson jumped up more agile than anyone would have thought and grabbed her Shrap gun from under the counter and aimed it at the last surviving and wounded Kermac Soldier who just regained his bearings. The missile had damaged his suit but it had protected him better than the other two. She said. “Get out, get out of my store!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">He coughed and said. “I had time to call for reinforcements. So beg for…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson fired and the super accelerated steel shrapnel shredded the Soldiers right arm. “You got plenty of limbs and a head I can shoot if you don’t move. Now get out!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Soldier stumbled and cried in pain as she kicked him in the rear and through the door.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">They had not reached the Main Flyer bay of the City, where the armored flyers docked and got decontaminated when Roy knew something went wrong with the plans of the Kermac already. One of the muscular broad shouldered semi humanoid warriors no doubt one of the warrior and enforcer thrall species of the Galactic Council stomped running across the Concourse and   skitted over the marble floor in his heavy armor suit, stopping only a few inches before the Kermac leader and he said something in a language Roy did not understand but the Psionic link between him and the Kermac still seemed to exist,   even though he was completely under his own control, as he understood what the armored giant said. “We lost contact to the Strike group that was supposed to take care of the Marine farmer. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Send the second Strike Group and if they don’t report in, commence orbital bombardment and liquefy the continent as soon as the battle ships are here.” “It will be done.” The big alien said with a wondering tone. “Master, can you see those tiny dots crawling all over my hands too?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac barked annoyed. “If you sniffed Gartlun while on this mission I have you skinned alive! Now see to your orders and do not delay me!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Giant shrugged and walked off still looking at his hands. Roy wondered how Buzzsaws made it into the city. He of course had seen the tiny dots and he knew what they were.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac pushed him through the air lock into a waiting Landing tank of alien design. The Kermac was too busy to talk to the pilot, he didn’t notice his strong warrior collapsing just before the doors closed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac sat down as the landing tank detached itself and started to climb into the sky. Roy noticed six more of these following in a loose formation, and firing indiscriminantly at Lightning dragons and surfacing water snakes. Every time they used the Energy weapons there was laughter and joy among the Kermac and sneering comments about Green Hell and the Union unable to cope and conquer Green Hell.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Again the voice inside Roy spoke. “My Child all <span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Qaroniel is your weapon. Say and I will cleanse the intruders od the surface.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Roy now remembered who<span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt"> Qaroniel was and he answered in the same silent way. “We have to do it slow and try to alert the fleet. We can defeat them down here, but we can’t do anything against Orbital bombardment and they have battleships coming.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">“You are my warrior and Qaroniel will follow your lead.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">--“—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">The Kermac Commander Funfnacsecx of the Kermac Strike force was as   confident as the Ministry of Control wizard who was running this entire operation. The Wizard of the Military had warned that sending such a strike force so deep into Union Space was suicide but they slipped past the Union Border Controls hitching a ride on Union Tiny Tim Transporters. It was so easy to use all the tools such a foolishly free society provided. Something like this would never been possible in   Galactic Council controlled space. They did not allow lesser species to act on their own and nothing happened without the Ministry of Control knowing about.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">A few Month ago a Branch of the Slideway Servicing Company opened a Freight Forwarding business on Pico’s Colony, a little Union Colony in the fringe regions of the Spinward sector. They had no problems hiring five Tiny Tim Freighters, the largest civilian ships criss crossing the Union by the million with genuine Union Transponder signatures. Funfnacsecx did not want to admit that he was deeply impressed when he saw the five Flatbed transporters show up. These particular ones were used to transport Space station parts. Two Kermac Battleships fitted on the platform and once secured and powered down they had no problem traversing half the Union without being detected. The Freight Company was told these were prototypes of new space ships to be tested and he was surprised how few questions they actually asked, especially since the freight bill was paid in advande.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">The Tini Tims had unloaded them in an unoccupied neighbor system and so deep in Union space there were no scanners and no Fleet Patrols.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Now he arrived at the Maxwell System and his first task was to take out the GalNet terminals and Buoys. To do this the Nul had developed a weapon that homed in on the unique energy signatures of these devices. Funfnacsecx also did not want to admit that all Kermac did was copy the Nul weapon, they were not able to develop something on their own. That the Kermac had not developed anything other than their PSI enhhancers in the last 10,000 years was something Kermac Thought Police called subversive and negative facts that no one was allowed to think.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">He had no qualms releasing a swarm of these missiles, causing tremendous damage and killed many thousands on Harper’s Junction, including all passengers of a just departing space bus.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Extensive intelligence gathering by their man on Green Hell had told them the expected traffic and he knew no Clipper ships or Post Ships were expected for the next three days and Maxwell System was not a major traffic hub, his force should be able to destroy anything civilian that came unscheduled.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">His scanner operator reported just as he was ordering 2 of the battle ships into orbit around Green Hell. “Commanding Excellence we just detected something very strange.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">“Tell me details not guesses you imbicel!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">“We have detected about 20,000 tiny objects that simply appeared, optical scans confirm four legged black life forms   and they approaching fast without any visible or detectable propulsion.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">“Whatever it is, when they are in range open fire and destroy them.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Captain Asmaradana <span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">Tengku was very proud Admiral Stahl had picked her to be the 63rd. Captain of the USS Devastator. She still remembered the horror she felt when Stahl picked her out of the blue while she still was a Midshipman and made her Acting Captain of the Devi and now she was in Command. She nestled with the pin that held her tightly head scarf in place and stared at the immense main screen with one eye while she looked over the bridge watch roster with the other.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">She had never seen the Admiral run, so she was quite surprised to see Stahl come running to the brige. “Captain, lay course to the Maxwell system and get us there as fast as this boat of ours goes.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">“What is the matter Admiral Stahl?” She asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">“I just got a call for help from an old marine friend. He is on Green Hell and they are under attack by the Kermac.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">“At best speed we are three days out, Sir.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">“Alert Fleet Command and send anything that can shoot and is closer than us to the Maxwell System. Then raise me Harper’s Junciton.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">One of the Comm Officers said. “There is no connection possible, no GalNet recievers in the Area respond.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">“Step on it, Captain. Red line her I have a bad feeling about this. Give me a direct line to the other Old Man. I think we are at war again.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">There was strange light in the eyes of the Ancient Warrior as he said to no one in particular and more to himself. “Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span lang="EN-IE" style="font-family: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; color: #222222; mso-ansi-language: EN-IE">Phil, Celyciia, Riddick and Cherubim   had been shoved into the elevator guarded by five muscular aliens. As the elevator was moving, Cherubim said. “No worries, those are just Krthar. I take them out now and then we discuss what we can do to solve this dilemma.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ruddick snorted. “They might as well be Holdians, we are tied up and their guns are active”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">One of the Kermac soldiers grunted. “You will be dead if you just lift a finger, human.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phil rolled his eyes. “Just get it over with Cherubim. I know it you and they are as good as dead.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">She lifted one of her fingers and said with a smile. “ Like that?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Krthar laughed then gargled and sank to his knees followed only a heartbeat later by the rest. She said. “Elevator reduce descent speed to two kilometers and hour.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“System recognized Biometrics and complies.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">To the horror of the others the bodies of the Aliens kept shriveling to their skeletons and even thoise crumbled to dust. Phil shivered. “Shiva Dust!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Again no one really saw how he did it but he managed to strip the memory tape of his wrists and while Cherubim freed Celuciia, he cut Ruddick loose.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Sergenant said. “You two creep me out more than those cursed Kermac. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Celyciia rubbed her wrists and said. “Now we are in this mess because you secret service goons didn’t let us catch the bad guys and solve the case and instead you tried to kill us.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Let me fill you in on that later, right now we got a situation we need to   contain. It should illustrate to you however that our enemies have no restrictions and will do anything to destroy us.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ruddick   picked two blaster rifles and said .”You got a point there, and if this is over I quit the Police and start hunting the real bad guys.” Then he handed one of the guns to Celyciia.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phil held up a small PDD and said. “They killed the Repeaters in the area. I can’t pick up GalNet or GalCom.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Cherubim sighed as the doors opened. “This is one time I wish Richard would come. This is definatley a situation where canons can do more good than I can.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Phil’s ancient gun barked with a loud dry bang as the elevator doors parted and two Kermac soldiers died. “What’s the plan Cherubim?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Kill every Kermac, free the City population and find a way to alert the Fleet.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Funfnacsecx   was no longer an arrogant Kermac, the black demon like beasts survived point blank hits of the largest cannons, shredded Kermac shields with energy blasts of their own and tore through the hard ceramic shells of Kermac battle ship armor. Black beasts simply appeared out of nowhere in corridors, rooms, engineering and killed everyone.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">One of his advisors yelled. “Lord, these are   Imperial Hounds of the Dark Ones! Not seen in this Universe for a Million years. The very enemy that made the UNI flee.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">Funfnacsecx said to a Long range telepath. “Tell the Grand Wizard, we are facing Dark Ones.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">A beast completely black with glowing eyes bigger than the others appeared on his bridge, devouring men , tearing them apart with long claws like wet tissue. Dozens of blaster shots hit the beast, yet it advanced. Funfnacsecx cried, begged for mercy but the beast approached, covered with the blood of many if his men. The horrific maw opened revealing rows of dagger sized teeth, half a skull crushed with brain matter sticking between those murderous fangs   as if to show him what his fate would be.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; color: black; font-size: 9.5pt">They had reached the White   Mountains and landed on a plateau they had blasted free of any vegetation, not far from   the   spot he had met

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">