Inside the command center, Stryker shifted as the seven-member council thumbed through their file. Free sat there as still as a mountain. His eyes forward, almost as if he was looking through the council. Did he have x-ray vision? Stryker would need to check on that later.
“Squad 13,”
Trite said. The three-foot tall humanoid frog batted his left eye and then his
right. “Your record is exemplary. Over the past four years, you have freed half
a million slaves.”
“We are also
pleased that your kill rate has been very low,” Eryin said. His metallic skin
glistened under the light of the court. “However, the brutality with which you have
engaged Droids is somewhat disturbing. The Nu Droids are officially at peace
with the Droid Empire and we would prefer to keep it that way.”
“Most of the androids
we have encountered have tried to kill us,” Free said.
“And I would
prefer to live a long time,” Stryker said.
“We understand,”
Trite said. “We recognize that you have been in dangerous situations, but the
peace between the Nu Droids and Droids is crucial to our effectiveness.”
Free shrugged.
“We couldn’t possibly know how a situation may turn out. We do not kill, unless
we have no choice. That will not change no matter the situation.”
“Interesting,”
Eryin said. He paused and stared as if he was trying to understand something. “We
noticed in your files that in all of your campaigns; you have yet to work with
a sympathetic Droid or Nu Droid. Is it that you have a problem working with
technological life forms?”
“We don’t need
to,” Stryker said. “We have always worked well on our own.”
“There have been
times when we have worked with an inside agent,” Free said, “but they have
always been organics.”
“Free, I have on
file here that initially when you were assigned a squad,” Eryin said, “You
turned down two of our Nu Droid agents. One of which is a highly decorated
agent.”
“I also rejected
several organics. I gave my reason for each one. My commanding officer accepted
it and we moved on.”
“Are you trying
to break us up?” Stryker asked
“No, your squad
is without a doubt one of the more effective squads,” Trite said.
“Are we on
probation?” Free asked.
“No,” Eryin
said. “We have a mission that requires two of our best squads. “
“Two,” Stryker
said. “Must be some mission.”
“On the Planet Tek Nos, there are some who
wish to defect. Nu Droids are a small group of androids and gynoids who
defected long ago, so naturally we welcome all who would like to join our ranks.
You will be doing what you have always done on the underground slipstream, except
you will liberate other droids.”
Free and Stryker
turned to one another and then back to the council. “No,” they said in unison.
Trite did a
double take. “What? We are assessing your ability to complete this mission. It
is not for you to answer yes or no. We give you orders and you follow them.”
“Ma’am,” Stryker said. “We are a covert team,
and we are very good at it. When it comes to suicide, I think we can all agree
that we are the last ones you should consider.”
“We have been
successful liberating Earth because Stryker is a human and I can pass for an
android imitating a human,” Free said. “On Tek Nos, we would be at a
disadvantage and the chance of killing being a necessity goes up
exponentially.”
“That is why we
are sending two of our best,” Eryin said. “This is very important to us. Free,
your abilities are a result of a combination of Human and Droid technology. We
have long ago given up hope of re-creating the environment that bore you;
however, we are open to other avenues of advancement.”
“It is not just
the potential asset,” Trite said. “They wish to be free as well. And the
Resistance believes in freedom.”
“They wish to defect,” Eryin said. “And the council
has decided that we will aid them in their defection and asses the possibility
of stealing a Transcendence Ship.”
Free looked to
Eryin. “Transcendence?”
“Yes,” Eryin
said, “these Droids have opposed the use of any life form for slipstream
travel. Therefore, they intend to use the Transcendence ship to escape to the
Delta Quadrant. They are determined to do this, with or without our help.”
“The ship I was
on was stranded in the Delta Quadrant,” Free said. “Where exactly is this one?”
“They plan to
hijack it right out of the Alpha Quadrant and bring it here.”
“Insane,” Free
said. “With all due respect, how do we know this isn’t a trap?”
“Because they
sent us the information needed to accomplish several missions,” Trite said.
“Okay. Okay.
Okay.” Stryker paced back and forth. “As
a human, I can’t get anywhere near the Alpha Quadrant and I have a real problem
with staying safely on a ship while my squad mate is surrounded by millions of
hostiles.”
“We have
considered what it would take for this mission to be successful,” Eryin said.
“We have even constructed an experimental exo-suit to give you the appearance
and abilities of an android, for your safety and the success of the mission.”
“It is not wise
to take such a risky mission with an experimental suit,” Free said.
“You have the
right to abandon the mission if it becomes too dangerous.”
“Do I get to
keep the suit?” Stryker asked. “I mean after the mission?”
“As long as you
serve the resistance.”
Stryker looked to Free, giving his best
impression of a kid excited about dressing in a scary costume on Pumpkin day. The
corner of Free’s mouth curled and he shook his head slightly. “We will do it,”
Free said.Next Episode is scheduled to be posted in the next 48 hours.
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