Anarchy Unlimited

Chapter 3

Greg lays in bed with his arms wrapped around Katrina sleeping very comfortably. The door to their sleeping quarters slams open. "Commander Anarchy Sir." A private bursts in and yells. 

Greg: *irritated voice* "that's colonel not Commander.. What is it private?"

Private: "Sir, the prime minister from Nebulos is on a priority one channel, they need a delegate there asap, there's a war about to..." Greg cuts him off.. 

Greg: "I'll handle it private, thank you.. dismissed."

The private turns and walks out of the room..

Greg kisses Katrina softly on the cheek, "I'll be back angel.."

Greg enters the council chamber hits a button and a screen covering the entire wall appears. A strange looking being on the screen.

Greg: "Prime minister its good to see you agai...

Nebulon minister: "Enough of the small talk colonel, you've been promising results for weeks and I have yet to see anything from you and your self righteous band of malcontents . We are on the verge of war and you do not seem to care.

Greg: *slightly annoyed* "prime minister, you know how long a peace treaty can take, however...."

Greg is cut off yet again..

Minister: "these Trogumite scum have gone to far colonel and its time for us to retaliate, good day.. "

The screen turns black.

Greg. "Fuck!"

A war in the outer rings could turn disastrous for the council. if war breaks out in this time of peace everything the council has worked for will be lost. the Nebulons are a very powerful race politically, they could easily gain the help of every planet resting in the outer rings.

An emergency council meeting is called.

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The space liner has landed. and everyone went back to their quarters for a good nite sleep. except for Tank. the big behemoth sits in his huge chambers crying like a baby..

Everything that Tank has been through throughout his life has led him to this point, this point where he feels worthless and useless.  The last great war has taken its toll on him, why did he survive and why did so many people have to die. What makes him so special.. 

Tank screams in emotional pain.. "WHY!!!!!!! Why am I still here!!! I should be dead!!!!!!!"

Tanks huge hands pound at the floor shaking the citadel. "I WANT TO DIE!!!!" he screams, I miss my friends!!"  

Matthew comes running into Tanks quarters.. "What the hell is going on... Matt looks over at Tank and sees him rolled up on the floor into a ball (granted a really big ball) crying hysterically.. In all his years Matt has never seen tank like this, Tank was his big brother, the one person who always came through for Matt, the one person who was always there protecting him.. 

Matt walks over to tank and puts his arms around him.. "It's alright bro.. You'll be ok"

Tank: "NOOOOOO!!!! I want to die..." "I've lost more people today, I can't take it any more.."

Matt: "But Tank you saved me and viper and yourself.. "

Tank: "I tried to kill viper"

Matt: "But you didn't, your under a lot of pressure. I owe you so much, my life over and over again"

Tank: "No you don't you don't owe me anything.. your my brother.."

Matt: "That's my point.. Tank.. you don't owe anyone anything, you have always given 1000 percent +... now come on get in bed ok? Get a good nites sleep, and tomorrow we'll take the day off and go play some astro ball? how bout that.. I'll kick your ass again"

Tank laughs.. "Ok bro.." Tank climbs back in bed.. "

Matt: "goodnight Tank"

As Matt walks out the door, a voice is heard over the intercom, and what Matt has feared has finally come true, Tank sits up in his bed in horror..

INVASION........

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The headquarters of the council are in chaos. People rushing around, shouting, orders, loud speakers, a mass of screens showing planets, targets and fleets.

In the midst of this chaos, Anarchy stands. His face stern, he stares as the screens in front of him. He is unfazed by all the chaos. An officer stands with him.

Officer : There were weak links here *pointing*, here and.....here. We were unprepared for that scale on invasion

Anarchy : We were unprepared for anything. Why. Why now?

Officer : I think it's too soon to ascertain where they're headed Sir.

Anarchy : More importantly....who? and why?

Anarchy sighs, his face screwed up in concentration.

Officer : Not known sir.

Anarchy: How long before we can mobilize a forward assault?

Officer : A matter of hours sir.

Anarchy : We need agents out there now. I want to know who the hell we're fighting.

Officer : A Viper unit is standing by Sir.

Anarchy : No. We need something more subtle.....

A corridor. A man, flanked by guards either side walks quickly forwards. He wears a long black coat. All around, red alarm sirens are whining and flashing. Coming to a door, Atropos enters the main military centre.

Looking around the room, he spots Anarchy standing close to the viewer screens. Anarchy, on seeing him nods in recognition. Atropos walks up. He raises his eyebrows to Anarchy.

Anarchy: Fucking invasion. Broken through the outer rings and hastily making their way in.

Anarchy nods toward the screen. Atropos looks up and studies the images.

Atropos : Who?

Anarchy : I don't know. Using old battlecruisers and a mishmash of fighters from the last war. Could be anyone.....

Atropos : Maybe not.

Anarchy : Don't fuckin say it. I know who you think it is.

Atropos : Well, I don't exactly see Massacre running around helping.

Anarchy screws his face up. He stares hard at Atropos. He hates it when he's right....

Anarchy : COMMS, where is General Massacre?

A voice from an above PA system speaks back

COMMS : General Massacre is not on the base.

Atropos looks to Anarchy..

Anarchy : COMMS, when did General Massacre leave?

COMMS : General Massacre left at 05:00 hours.

Anarchy : Two hours ago. Why would he start a new war? I just don't get it Ats.

Atropos : There's more going on here than we realize I think.

Anarchy : Like what?

Atropos : I'm not sure. I just have the strangest feeling that this is all some kind of deviation, taking our attention from something else...

Anarchy : That may be Ats, but right now, I've got a fleet of unknown origin devastating their way across space to us. * he pauses* I want you to get your ass out there and find out who it is.

Atropos : Not sure I can do that bro.

Anarchy : What?

Atropos : Anarchy, it may come as a shock to you but I don't actually work for you. Right now, I have my own things to contend with.

Anarchy : More important than a war?

Atropos : Well yes actually. I'm actually here to tell you that I'm going to be away for a while. I've had a calling.

Anarchy : From the Moirai? Oh come on! We're being fucking invaded. Like you give a flying shit what those two old cronies think anyway.

Atropos : I'm sorry Greg.

Anarchy : Not fucking sorry enough.

Atropos : I'm not your fucking puppet you know.

Anarchy : Like I ever treated you like you were.

Atropos : Whatever. I have to go.

Anarchy : If you have to.

Atropos and Anarchy stare at each other intently. Atropos finally walks away.

Anarchy : Ats!

Atropos stops and looks back.

Anarchy : Don't be too long, I need my best man on this....

Atropos stares long and hard at Anarchy. He makes no sign and finally walks away, he leaves through the door he entered in. Anarchy watches him go.

Anarchy : *silently* Fuck....

Outside the chamber Atropos pauses. He looks back at the door he has just passed through. He places his had on the door and sighs.

Atropos : It's going to get harder for you my friend...and there's nothing I can do.

Atropos quickly walks off.

A shuttle bay. Atropos walks into the bay. The Moirai cruiser stands amidst smoke and steam, gleaming. Putting all the other craft to shame. Atropos walks up to the ramp and enters the cruiser. The ramp closes behind him. He removes his coat and throws to the floor. Suddenly he falls sideways, gripping his head.

Atropos begins to transcend. He is somewhere else. On another plane. It is barren and mist filled. He looks around and sees nothing.

A VOICE : You'll come to me soon Atropos.

Atropos looks around, he finally makes out a figure in the mist. He cannot recognize it as hard as he tries.

Atropos : Who are you?

The VOICE : You already know. You suspect. You'll come to me very soon.

Atropos : I WILL NOT !!!!

The VOICE : You will. And you will kneel. You know that this is what you wanted....

Atropos : But I didn't. Not this way.

The VOICE : No matter. You will come to me. And....she will as well.

The images fade and we are returned to Atropos on the cruiser. He is on the floor, holding his head. He lies on his back and stares straight up.

Atropos : No.......