Invaders
The tower had inherited a fire. A red emanation spewed from the basement
and heralded the arrival of the Avatars faction. A resistance movement
set up after the mother planet sent forces to reclaim Perron from the rebels.
The victory was easy as the rebels had no answer to an organised army.
Brave but ultimately flawed was their plan. Now a new menace had been
released; the avatars of Perron. The new authority called them terrorists.
There was a fanaticism about this group whose aim was to remove the invaders
from their land.
The offices of Perron oil had been targeted, as everyone knew that was the
only reason that Earth cared about this outpost. Frightened hostages
looked around for an escape. There was none. The leader of the
rebels, a young male by the name of Isaac Raminov believed stoutly in the
beliefs of his mentor Oliver Baron Lewis. They were devoted to his
teachings and would gladly give their lives in his honour.
The leader looked out from the eighth level of the office block and took
in the vista. The two suns Sienna and Diabor shone gloriously in a
symbiotic union, there would no darkness for another eighty days. A
day on Perron would last two earth months. In the distance he could
see the strange forest at the edge of the city of Collinor. No one
ventured in there unless they worked for the foresters. Strange creatures
that reportedly fed on the unwary traveller were rumoured to lie within.
He looked closer to his immediate surroundings, several shops and offices
nestled comfortably under the protection of this tower. Civilians below
were screaming as they fled the chaos that was taking place within.
He inhaled, the sterile offices permeated by a synthtetic smell of Terran
nature. Then he saw them, the Terran army, all of them robots.
Raminov smiled and beckoned for another of the martyrs to perform a great
task. A young woman called Lucy came forward and beckoned an middle
aged man to come to her. He yelled but she grabbed him by the lapels
on his jacket and led him to another office. Two shots and a window
opened. Isaac looked out of the window near him and saw the headless
victim descend. He smiled; Lucy would be blessed for her great deeds.
He signalled for the rest of the team to prepare for the act of sacrifice.
The explosives were set in all sections of the office; this tower would fall.
The remaining twelve hostages screamed, there was no reaction from the seven
freedom fighters. To Isaac they were puppets of the hated Terrans'
and were no more than dogs in his eyes. He bade them to be silent and
prepared for his end. He and the rest of his team fastened a red and
green scarf across their heads. Red for the blood they would shed and
green for the glory of Perron.
The ceiling then caved in above them. The robots had come and they
had no conception of honour or glory. The terrorists fell before the
detonation could take place. Isaac tried to shoot one of the robots
but his well-aimed shot merely bounced off the armour before he was killed
by a burst of laser fire.
The battle of Perron office was over, the war for Perron had just begun again.