Dead Cell Chapter Four: New Ideas, and Hidden Betrayal
Dead Cell Chapter Four: New Ideas, and Hidden Betrayal.
Story and Characters © Michael .B ( Max The Wolf [YS] LT_Max_W_Charger [FA] )
Disclaimer: Fucking wee....more disclaimer....I shall try my hand at a small poem for this.
"So yet your kitten was surfing...wild and free as can be.
And yet the kitten comes across some Yiffen and now here you are bitch'n...because you couldn't raise your kitten to not be smitten...but its not my fault ya think that we are a cult...So here's my advise...and I won't say it twice...
STICK IT UP YER SNATCH...BECAUSE WE WON'T TAKE IT BACK...SO DO YOUR JOB YOU LAZY SLOB!!! RAISE YOUR KITTEN AND IF YOU CANT...THEN YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SMITTEN IN THE KITCHEN, THAT CAUSED ALL THIS FUCKING BITCHING!!"
ON TO THE STORY!!
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Story Theme: Set if Off - Skindred
Michael's Theme: Fueled - Anthrax
Verna's Theme: Another Girl Another Planet - Blink-182
Travis's Theme: Clockworks - Autopilot Off
Ending Theme: Master of Puppets - Metallic (This song will be used on the last chapter as well.)
Story Started: 8-13-2009, Finished: 9-2-2009
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~{{ Five minutes from the Moon }}~
Michael stood silently behind Verna as she sat behind the controls of the ship, tapping at the buttons before the com screen moved down from its hidden alcove, and flickered on showing a elderly man dressed in a military uniform, his hair cut short and graying.
"This is Major Keith of the United States Army. Who are you and what do you want?"
Michael gave a slight nod. "My names Michael...I'm from Texas. I'm here with Major Alea, to speak with you about a plan." he crossed his arms, watching Keith look at them both intently before shrugging.
"If you have any Intel on how to get our home back...I'll listen."
"Good...I have more than just that...we have a way to remove the Flagnights from earth." Michael spoke while picking up the cannon. "This here is the marvel of science and Biological weaponry. Its called the Zypher Beta cannon...using the DNA from the Flagnights...and with the help of the lovely lupine here... we built this."
"Dose it work?" Keith asked softly while waving over a few other people in uniforms.
"I've tested it. At full power it can take out a small group of Adult Flagnights."
"How many are we talking in a small group, and where did these things come from.?"
Where? Did he just say where...of all the no good nerve, this guys got the guts to play dumb.?!
Michael looked up slightly. "A group in the classing of small was about fifteen." he then took on a whole other look, his eyes hardening. "As for where they came from...this virus has been around for longer than man can count...its wiped out two other planets, and was somehow caught by your friends in Area-51."
"Two other planets?" Keith asked slowly. "And our people have just seen this...this...Thing three days ago.".
Michael was now starting to get annoyed, the games of dumb was not something he liked to have plaid against him.
"With all due respect...Major." he spoke the last word with a slight aggravation. "You act like it's a big surprise that there is more than just US in the whole wide galaxy...and yet you have been proven that there is more to this in just three days, and now you act like its some big enigma that this infestation has already brought down two other worlds...and you're supposed to be more open minded. Now as for your other idea on not knowing...you all knew this longer than you think...because I have proof that you're involved."
Now it was Keith's turn to attack verbally. "If you have this so called proof than show it, if not, then just leave and let the Army do its job."
"Do its job? You guys ran away...for three long days I have fought your fight, and did your job, not to mention risked my life!. Now its my turn to prove that the government isn't right in all aspects. The proof is that I found a toxic waste barrel in the pond at Carlson Forest with the Area-51 logo on it...Leaking. That pond there and that whole forest was the main starting point of this whole fucking mess. You only started to see the virus show its self for three days...it took the virus three days prior to infect its host. Certain animals got infected from the water and killed a group of campers at the forest and infected them....I lost a friend to that mess...and if you won't take responsibility for your mistake...then me and the others will fight for home and all of you can sit there on your thumbs in a fucking moon crater and stay!." Michael growled slightly. He hated people who tried to weasel there way out of there mess, it just never sat right with him ever.
"Boy...you do this and you'll be under arrest." Keith spoke up over the mummer's from everyone behind him as Michael just shook his head slowly.
"You gave it all up when you stopped fighting...I figured that with a way to stop the Flagnights and get earth back...you would jump at it...but you want to play dumb. Well just go ahead and keep playing...I'm not."
"If you persist in this course of action...I will have you locked away for a very long time...Do you hear me.?" Keith growled while watching, and waiting for an answer before speaking once more. "Do you Hea~" he was cut off by the com screen turning off and raising up into the alcove once more.
"Well it was worth a shot." Verna looked up at Michael with a smile as he looked down at her with a smirk.
"You hung up on him didn't you." he softly stroked behind her ears as Verna gave a soft murr of happiness. "Well nether less...its true...they lost earth...so lets get back with your guys and prepare to take back home."
"Right." Verna replied while tapping at the control's, turning the ship around and jumping warp...the ship disappearing in a flash of light.
~{{ High Council Ship }}~
"Sir...its Major Alea's ship...its dropping out of warp now." spoke a young Vixen who sat near a large com screen.
Slowly Juval moved over to the front of the bridge, watching the endless sea of stars before a flash of light signaled a warp opening before a sleek silver ship appeared floating slowly up toward them.
"Let them in Lieutenant."
"Yes Sir." the vixen replied while tapping at the screens holographic buttons. The sound of pressure locks being released before a soft chime was heard. "There in the docking bay..."
"Lets go see how Alea and her new mate are." Juval smiled while walking out of the bridge and down the long, wide halls till he stepped through the large double doors that led into the hanger bay. Slowly he moved to stand near the platform as the ships ramp lowered to the floor and the door opened, releasing a cloud of white frost from the seals. Slowly Verna stepped from the door with Michael following her close behind, his shotgun strapped to his back, and his revolver at his side.
"Major...welcome back."
"It's good to be back Commander...have you all made a decision on what to do about Earth?" she asked softly
"Yes...we have decided to help in any way we can...but what about the humans?"
It was now Michaels turn to speak. "They think I'm just making it up...they turned on me when I said I found out that they was the main ones to infect earth..." he sighed softly. "They won't help any more."
"I'm sorry to hear that." Juval stepped closer and placed his paw upon Michaels shoulder. "How do you plan to keep down casualty if we fight the Flagnights?"
Slowly Michael looked to the side, noticing a large Mech that was near the wall of the hanger bay. "If we can make a Zypher Beta cannon that will fit upon the arm of one of those walkers...and beef up the armor. That should keep down the deaths."
"I like that idea...have you humans done something like that?" Juval asked while looking to the large towering machines that held a bullet nosed cockpit, and two large three prong ends.
Michael shook his head slowly with a shrug. "Nope. I picked up the idea from a game I used to play...well anyways who is in charge of updates and upkeep on the Mechs?" he asked while looking back to him with a grin.
Juval smiled slowly. "Follow me." he then turned and walked off slowly with both of them following behind. It wasn't a very long walk and soon they was inside a large room where various other creatures were in sparing matches and also working out. Soon Juval pointed out into the middle of a large area where a well built husky was, dealing the final KO in a little match. "That's Travis...the best mechanic and fighter on this ship."
"You don't mind if I...?"
"Take him on? No I don't see why not. Think you can handle him?" Juval looked to Michael slowly, one of his ears twitching slightly.
Michael snickered softly while giving a nod. "I brought down a full grown cow once...I figure a husky shouldn't be no problem." he spoke while removing his weapons and jumping over the low wall, before moving out into the center of the area, stepping in front of the Husky. "I have some thing I want to talk to ya about, Travis."
Slowly Travis looked to him with a nod. "Sure, about what?"
"Well...I'll tell ya after a little match. How's that sound?"
"Like a deal to me, human." Travis grinned slowly, watching as Michael took off his shirt and tossed it to the side, before taking a stance with a grin. "You're new here...so I'll let you go first...and by the way...is it true.?"
"Is what true?"
"That you're mated to Verna."
"Yeah its true." Michael blinked slightly, never faltering in his stance.
"Then lets see just how good of a mate you will be."
"Lets rock." Michael then jumped toward the husky, sending a punch to his face, only to have it caught just before it reached its target.
Travis grinned slightly, but was soon sent to the floor when Michaels boot found its mark on the young huskies gut. Slowly he stepped back, watching and waiting grin a grin.
"Do we do this as no holds barded, or shall I pull my punches?"
"No Holds, Human." Travis snickered as he lunged for Michael with a single bound from his strong muscled legs, sending his fist toward Michaels face and when it connected it sent him tumbling to the floor hard. Slowly Michael got up shaking his head slightly before grinning.
"I've been kicked in the head full force by a horse before...that punch reminded me of it." he then sent a round house to the huskies chest, sending him flying to the floor with a thud. Travis groaned slightly as he got up charging at Michael with a growl, sending a punch once more to his face; only to have it miss when he ducked down. Michael then grabbed the huskies outstretched arm before stepping up onto his back like a step-ladder before he was upon his shoulders, one leg up under his outstretched arm. He then leaned forward, using his weight and added height to drag Travis with him, slamming him upon his back while putting the husky in a headlock using his legs, all while still holding onto his arm for more leverage.
"Give up?"
Travis started to black out slowly from the lack of oxygen before he gave a nod, soon gasping for air when Michael released his hold and stood up.
He then got up rubbing his neck slightly with one paw, while holding out the other with a kind smile. "You hold a good fight...I wont underestimate you next time."
Michael snickered while shaking his paw slowly. "Ah, you're not bad yourself. I do hope I didn't hurt you."
"Just my pride." Travis quipped with a laugh.
"I've been there a few times. Come on I want to talk to you about the Mechs." he smiled while walking back to Juval, picking up his shirt on his way.
"What about the Walkers?"
Michael looked back slowly, shrugging his shoulders. "I was wondering how long it would take to upgrade the armor plating, and to build them to hold a few weapons."
"The walkers are state of the art...with a max speed of twenty miles per hour, and a tonnage of one hundred. I can put in duel machine guns on the cockpit, two Particle Projection Cannons or PPC for short; on the arms, and two Javelin Missile launchers on the shoulders...one on each side." Travis replied.
Michael stopped and leaned slightly against the low wall, looking to Verna with a smile before he looked back to Travis once more. "Replace the PPC's with two Zypher Beta Cannons."
"You're thinking of using them to fight the Flagnights?" Travis asked softly, as Michael gave a nod in reply. "I'll see what I can do...with each mechanic working on each mech for as long as we can...I can have all of them ready for you in four days."
"Sounds good to me...the Major here...has agreed to show me around the place." he grinned slightly while looking over to Verna as she blushed slightly and turned her head away to try and hide it. He then jumped over the wall and took her into his arms while speaking once more. "Travis, I'll be stopping by the hanger bay tomorrow...I need you to show me how those things work."
"Will do."
Michael gave a nod and walked off with Verna and the Commander, down the halls slowly before Juval looked to them slowly.
"Do forgive me...but I must return to the bridge and see about a few things...do take care you two."
"Yes, Commander." Verna replied with a casual salute as Juval walked off down the hall. "Well...come on...lets go, I'm hungry anyways. But I warn you...the food here isn't like that on earth." she smiled while walking away.
"Ahh...no worse than my mothers burnt steak." Michael quipped as he followed behind her.
Off in another area of the ship, a panther stood in front of a com screen that showed a lone shadow in a richly décor chamber. "Yes your lord....they are on board..."
"Do they know?" replied a deep, yet high pitched voice.
"...No sir..."
"What about the Cannon?"
"I didn't see it...they have that locked away and I don't have clearance for it."
"Then get it...by any means necessary."
"I understand...your kingdom will not be ruined and you will rule another world like you did before."
"Remember what will happen if you fail me, Lieutenant Zerka."
"Yes...I understand my lord." the panther replied before the com screen shut off, leaving the room in total darkness.
(To Be Continued )
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