Disc in Flight
Chapter 2 – Return to Area 51
By Pelican (Pelican_13@yahoo.com)
Well, there I was, nearly alone and totally defenseless in a city being occupied by enemy forces. I had no where to run. Continuing down my path would have brought me back to the Gatling Cannons, and there were teams of Lasher and Gatling Tanks back where the GIs put up their final fight. I'm not exactly sure how we got there, but we ended up at a movie theatre, insight of the studio walls. An outside television propped on the roof facing downwards was left on, with the sound loud enough to hear. I curiously looked up. A commercial was playing, and for some reason it really caught my attention. It showed the now-defeated Yuri with nothing but a black background. He began speaking, but his accent was hard to for to understand. I heard:
"We fight the life or death struggle against the powers of capitalism.
Only complete faith in Yuri can protect you.
Only total compliance will save the lives of you and your family.
Empty your mind and submit to my will.
The less you know, the better off you will be.
I am Yuri, obey me."
Those lines echoed in my head over and over as Yuri's symbol appeared on the screen and flashed. Something I couldn't see or physically feel was drawing me towards him. The broadcast played again. I grabbed the engineer's arm to get his attention and pointed to the screen.
We watched it replay three times and were completely mesmerized. That bastard Yuri had succeeded in controlling the minds of almost everyone in the city, including us. There was nothing we could do to resist as we slowly lost control of our own actions. Yuri now knew where we where, who we were, and that we now swore our allegiance to him. Although I never heard it, I heard an order being given to the engineer. I know that doesn't make any sense, and I don't think it ever will to me. In any case, he ran off away from the studio and theatre. I never saw him again, leaving me alone. Again I didn't hear anything, but something compelled me to be on the move. I walked down a nearby street, moving away from the studio, until I came to a four-way intersection. From the other street a troop of around six of Yuri's basic infantry, Initiates, ran across my path. I was still disguised as a GI on the allied side, but they knew I had joined them. I watched them…and, what happened next I'm not very sure of. Yuri's mind games might have screwed up my memory; this might have been a hallucination. A man wearing a black hat, he looked like a cowboy, was standing before them. He pulled out a magnum, and shot them each dead one by one. Had Yuri's psychic forces not being controlling my body, I would have investigated the incident further.
"Run away." Those orders I heard plain as day. I unwittingly obeyed. I wasn't chased for some reason. Possibly he never saw me. Well, to make things short, I found my way to a car dealership. As I neared the building, a man wearing attire showing he was an employee approached me. He held car key out for me to take. I wasn't confused for whatever reason. Remember, I wasn't in control of what I was doing or even what I was thinking. I took the keys from him. He pointed around the building to a parking lot, with several brand new cars marked for sale.
"Must go to Yuri," he said to no one in particular, and then walked off. I didn't watch him. I walked around the dealership into the parking lot. Six very attractive sports cars were lined up, three by two, with a bug and another sport car off on the far side. I approached the red sports car parked across from the yellow bug and opened the door. I sat in the driver's seat and put the key in. I must have looked like a zombie from my movements as I turned the key, starting the engine. I backed out of the lot and onto the road. I had never driven in Hollywood, but I somehow knew where to go.
Well, eventually I was on a road near a runway, and across the runway I could see a domed building of the Los Angeles International Airport (LAX). As I neared the runway, a patrol team of two Lashers and a Gatling Tank sped around me. I parked near one of the terminal buildings, got out of the car, and walked over towards the runway. Waiting on one edge was a cargo plane, apparently captured by Yuri's forces. I boarded via the cargo hold to see there were also five initiates onboard. I found a seat on one of the benches, made from cargo netting, as the engines began to engage and the cargo hatch closed. It was pretty dark in there. Somehow, I remember getting a parachute from… I think it was the back wall. I have a hard time remembering this part. I remember feeling the plane takeoff and turn, but I have no recollection on how long we were airborne.
The cargo hold opened and we all arose. I remember looking down at the texture of the ground and knew that we weren't in Hollywood anymore. It was for the most part a barren desert. There was little plant life visible from as high as we were. I think I would have made more note of that, had I been in control of my own mind. I don't recall much about how we exited the plane, but one by one we jumped out and opened our chutes. I think I was the last out. Possibly I had been deemed not expendable because of my special skills in being an Allied Spy. We landed and released our chutes, letting them blow away in the desert wind. I followed the Initiates through the desert for a while, until something appeared on the horizon. I immediately made it out to be the top of an Allied Battle Lab, but didn't know exactly where it was yet. As we drew closer, a few prism towers and a wall became visible. I still looked like an American GI during this entire ordeal. The first Initiate in the line didn't last long. From behind the wall two prism towers charged up. The left one fired, with a beam that was supported by the right. He was fried instantly. The base defense setup was like this. Two Pillboxes were spaced far enough apart for three tanks to fit through. Going to the left of the left one, and right of the right one, was the wall. Directly behind the first piece of the wall were those prism towers. More prism towers outlined the base behind the wall, but this was one of the few entrances to the base.
The next two Initiates were gunned down by the Pillboxes. They may have got in a shot or two, but not enough to cause significant damage to the defensive structures. With the next one the prism towers fried him, and with the last one both pillboxes gunned him down. I ran into the base. The structures didn't fire on me, because they thought I was one of their own. I looked just like a GI. To the left of me was a War Factory, and to the right was a Barracks. I am not sure, as my memory is hazy, but that might have been the very Barracks where I was trained. Near entrance to the War Factory three Grizzly Battle Tanks were lined up. A Guardian GI patrolled between the two structures, and three Rocketeers flew past overhead. From the looks of things, the base was preparing for a war. That is what they best as hell better have been doing.
I moved on, passing several base structures common on allied installations. I began to get closer to the tallest allied building, the Battle Lab. From the outside, it looks like one found on any base. The outside walls of the floors above the ground level were mostly glass. I never understood why they built it like that. Guarding the building were four Prism Towers, forming a rectangle around the structure. Damn it, why couldn't they have built a wall around it? I wouldn't have been able to get in. Needless to say, being not under my own control, I made my way inside. No one bothered me. They still hadn't figured out I was their enemy. Now, an Allied Battle Lab allows more advanced allied units and buildings to be made, such as myself, a Spy.
Inside was a totally generic hallway. Everything was painted white. I made my way towards an elevator and up to one of the top floors. Besides being able to produce more advanced technology, a Battle Lab stores an insane amount of information. I won't go into my trip to the classified floors, as it may be seen as an act of treason to reveal what I saw. If anyone found out I would be locked away for the rest of my days like Yuri. I can't believe I can joke at a time like this.. in my suicide note. To keep this short, I got a disk and downloaded some vital files. I may not have mentioned it yet, and if you haven't found out by my implications, that this was indeed Area 51. The conspiracy theorists that have been saying there are alien spaceships in Area 51…are correct. The documents I copied contained blueprints for an alien spacecraft. Well, I can't say that for sure exactly. I do know it was for the weapon eventually used by Yuri known as a Floating Disc. It could have been made by man, but I am assuming that since Yuri first used it in London, people are being led to believe that aliens did indeed visit Earth at least once.
This document is not meant to prove or disprove that. I really had no knowledge of that aspect of the base. It was never my assignment, and was on a need-to-know basis. I exited the building with the disk stored in my pocket. I'm not sure if they found out their technology had been stolen or not. I was trained to think that once you sabotage a building, or steal technology, the enemy base is almost always alerted.
I ran parallel to an airstrip at the interior of the base. A plane was parked on the far edge, in the direction I was heading. It looked almost exactly like the cargo plane I had paradropped out of. Come to think of it, I think the Soviets used the same type of plane when they invaded New York City. I am guessing it's a common model. I soon neared my destination. It was a building not seen on every allied base. From the outside, it looked just like a regular hangar. One noticeable difference was it had no windows, no way to see inside from the outside. Four Patriot Missile Systems surrounded the structure. I came to a small door on the same wall as the door large enough to fit an aircraft. To my dismay, it was locked. I'm trained to overcome such obstacles, and reached into a sleeve to reveal a lock pick. I was never very proficient with it, but I was eventually able to break the lock. I entered the building.
