Equatorial Union Administrative Palace, Brunei…
"How was the meeting, your Excellency?" the Grand General asked after his salute was returned.
"Fine... They gave the relief funds for the victims of the colony drop. A naval fleet is also on its way here from Marshall Island in the Pacific." The President sat in his desk as the three highest officers stood in front of him.
"Marshall Island? That's not good." The Navarch said while walking towards the giant world map hanging on the President's office.
"And why is that, Navarch?" the President stood and walked next to the Navarch.
"It's the Legacy, sir. That's the direction it went." The Navarch said as he pinned a blue push-pin on the map, "and it's probably somewhere here."
"That means that they may engage the incoming fleet… or vice versa. The incoming Alliance fleet has no idea on the Legacy's identity." The High Admiral crossed his arms as he stood next to the Grand General.
"Let's just hope they'll be able to push through." The Grand General said.
"I'm quite sure they will. My son is there. I'm sure he'll be able to pull it off." The President smiled.
"Your son, sir?" the Navarch turned to face the President.
"Yeah. I'm sure he doesn't know me due to some circumstances, but I know him."
"But sir… We can't have them engage the Fleet… First of all, it's almost impossible to cover up for them. Even if we did, it would appear as though we're allowing hostilities in our Union without us intervening to get rid of such things. When we do intervene, we'd have to engage OUR ship." the Grand General cut in.
"I'm well aware of that, but I'm either too stressed with all the work or I'm too worried about that ship and my son that I can't even think straight." the President said, falling over to the couch and sighing as soon as he landed, "Do you have any suggestions?"
"We can make them divert their course ASAP. That way, they can avoid detection by the Atlantic Federation's Fleet." the High Admiral suggested. The Navarch, on the other hand, was quick to speak.
"Yes, that is a sound plan. However, there is a remote chance that they'll intercept the Legacy as soon as they detect in on their sensors."
"What do you suggest then?" the President asked, putting his hands behind his head and lying on the couch, seemingly laid back on the outside.
"Make them dive to the bottom of the Pacific. Even if the Fleet detects them, they won't be able to do anything. Even if they had aquatic Mobile Suits or Mobile Armors, they won't be able to reach the bottom… they'd be crushed by the pressure." the Navarch explained.
"Yes… that is good… but… won't the Legacy be crushed by the same pressure that was meant to keep away the enemy?" the President asked, sounding skeptical but interested.
"Theoretically, the Legacy can dive to the bottom of the Marianas Trench. The depths at Marshall Islands are nothing compared to that at Marianas. Still, it wasn't tested to that point, just three-quarters of the way."
"Three quarters… I guess that should be good enough. The depth should be enough to keep them at bay." the President sighed in relief, then continued, "Shall we contact them now?"
"There is a possibility that our transmission will be intercepted. Though it may take time for them to decrypt the code, it's not impossible, so if they do decrypt it, we're all goners… us and the Union." The Navarch crossed his arms and exhaled, "We'll have to make contact directly. To ensure that this is done in utmost secrecy, we ourselves must go there."
"Mr. President, I suggest that only one of us go. In the event that something does happen, there would be three of us left to handle the situation." the Grand General suggested.
"That is a sound plan…" the President nodded, "Who wants to volunteer?"
He turned to the Grand General, who quickly shook his head in refusal, "No way! Not me! I'm…" everybody looked at him with curiosity, "…afraid of heights. Aerial Mobile Suits are not my thing."
"Okaaay…" the President looked at the Navarch, "What about you?"
"Oh… Don't expect anything from me… I can handle myself in battle, but we'll need a flying ace for this one. That way, we can be certain that the single unit can take out any interference on the way and get back here." the Navarch replied.
"True… That is true." the President said as he and the two others turned their heads towards the High Admiral, "I guess it's up to you."
"Guess so." the High Admiral sighed as he shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "I guess I'm the only one who's capable of pulling off this stunt anyway."
"It's settled then. We'll record a video message right away. High Admiral, prepare your unit for an immediate launch. Navarch, mobilize the Pacific Fleet and split them into small groups of three vessels each. Spread them through out the Pacific Ocean and the Philippine Sea, within our borders. Put a third of the Fleet on patrol around the South China Sea." the President ordered, returning to his desk and opening a laptop, "The South China division would act as our background. We'll make it appear that we've sent out the Pacific Fleet to patrol our waters while at the same time bringing aid to remote islands, but our main objective is to provide support for the High Admiral should he be attacked on international waters. Deploy both Elijah-class Carriers and have all their units put on standby."
"Affirmative… It shall be as you ordered." the Navarch saluted, about-faced and marched out of the room to carry out the President's orders.
"Grand General, please take over the High Admiral's post while he's off. Scramble 4 M1Fs to accompany the High Admiral."
"It shall be done." the Grand General saluted and turned around, leaving almost immediately.
"As for you, High Admiral, get your unit ready. You're launching as soon as I'm done with the video message." the President ordered, pressing a button which lowered a camera from the ceiling.
"As you wish, Mr. President." the Admiral saluted, then left the room. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Prepare the Cobalt Blue, equip with Mission Package Sierra."
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Clark Airbase, Philippine Archipelago, Equatorial Union…
Minutes later, 4 MBF-M1F Astray Fs were standing on the tarmac, overlooking the ruins that were once Clark Airbase. The four Astrays, four of the Union's twenty Astrays customized to fit the Equatorial Union's specifications, stood over the ruins while waiting for the High Admiral to arrive, their Midnight Blue colors standing out in the midst of the gray ruins. Unlike the normal M1, the M1F is equipped with a total of 8 Armr Schneider Combat Knives, hidden throughout the unit, as well as a beam rifle with greater range and accuracy. It also boasts a reinforced shield, twice as sturdy as those of the GAT-X105 Strike, and a couple more beam sabers. On its back is a compacted Aile Striker Pack, dubbed as the Mini-Aile, delivering more than enough thrust to keep the M1F airborne for as long as the battery can hold. Having been equipped with Type 2-4 batteries, improved Type 2 batteries built by Equatorial Union engineers, the Astray was able to stay in combat for as much as 50 percent more than the Alliance's Strike Daggers and ZAFT's ZAKU Warriors. Even with the improved battery, the M1F Astray was equipped with more conventional weapons rather than beam weapons. Among its arsenal of beam weapons were the beam rifle, beam pistol, a beam boomerang on the shield and a pair of beam sabers. Its conventional arsenal, on the other hand, consists of a pair of 9.1 meter-long anti-ship swords, similar to the IWSP, as well as its reinforced shield which mounts a 25mm Gatling gun and its beam boomerang.
Within a few minutes, a bleep appeared on the M1F's radars. Just as soon as the bleep appeared, a Cobalt Blue mobile suit landed in front of them, with its canine-silhouette emblem with a bright blue star on its left shoulder armor, standing up and looking at the M1Fs. The unit which arrived was the MBF-E1C Cobalt Blue Astray, a toned-down duplicate of the Astray Blue Frame. Aside from the standard weapons package found on the prototype Astrays, it was also equipped with the M1F's conventional weapons with a few modifications. First of all was that the anti-ship swords were now fused with 75mm armor-piercing rifles. Second was the addition of a long-range beam sniper rifle, capable of shooting down a target up to 15 kilometers away, with an accuracy / - 1 ft at maximum range. The rifle is mounted on its right shoulder armor when not in use, folded in two to enable greater movement. Its greatest innovation was a little add-on done by the engineers of the Union: the Phased Mirage. On the G-weapons of OMNI, prototype machines of ZAFT, collectively known as GUNDAMs, utilize the Phase Shift Armor technology which effectively block away any non-beam attack, protecting itself from a great deal of damage. At the Union, they were able to use the principles of Phase Shift Armor to apply a coating of Mirage Colloid Particles throughout the unit and at the same time, spread the particles on the space around the unit. Though it uses greater energy than the conventional Mirage Colloid, it has an advantage that has proven to be priceless; the ability to attack while being hidden. Like fighter jets of the 21st Century, the Cobalt Blue was able to utilize different combinations of avionics and weaponry for offensive and defensive purposes. In this case, it is equipped with the Sierra package, designed for stealth and fast-paced short-to-long-range combat. All these features were a perfect match for the abilities of its pilot, High Admiral Vincent Benthal, who came to be known by the name "Sirius" during the First Bloody Valentine War, where he literally ripped enemies that came across him to shreds, which, in that case, were the ZAFT pilots since the Equatorial Union became part of the Alliance for a brief moment of time. After more than two years, the Dog Star has returned to the cockpit of a Mobile Suit not in order to fight, but to relay something which is greatly significant in the welfare of the Union and its citizens.
"Listen up. For this mission, our team will be identified as Canis Major." the High Admiral relayed his orders to the other Astrays, "We are to fly to Marshall Islands as fast as possible. You are to remain on standby on the scattered islands while I execute my orders. You, the members of the Union's Astray Squadron, are the elites of the elite. However, I shall not hesitate to get rid of you should you decide to disobey my orders on this mission. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, sir!" the voices of the Astray pilots snappily
"Alright, let's head out!" the High Admiral ordered, spreading the Cobalt Blue's wings and leaping into the air, followed by the 4 Astrays. All 5 units flew out and headed to the East, towards the Pacific Ocean and the Marshall Islands, where the Legacy and its crew were.
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Launch Catapult 1 (CAT-01; front-most), Legacy, 320 kilometers West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
"How are things here?" the Captain asked as the mechanics stabilized the STRIDE Flyer that became the Legacy's second set of sensors.
"We've reinforced the attachments to the floor. Austere's in there modifying that thing's OS and the Jammer's software… We've also attached a direct link between the Bridge and that STRIDE's control systems. That way, we can fly this ship from up there or from down here. However, this thing's control systems has Lt. Yuan Austur's biometrics as its key, so he's the only one who could control the ship from down here." the other pilot of the Legacy itself, Zeal Levanter, said.
"Yes, that's good and all, but…" Cheska cupped her chin and gave the STRIDE Flyer a puzzled look, "…what exactly is the exact purpose of putting an extra control system for the Legacy? We already have 2 controls up there, don't we?"
"Uhh…" Zeal scratched his head, obviously not knowing what the purpose was.
"For one, it would be easier to watch the systems of the STRIDE Flyer from down here. And no one else is better at doing so than the STRIDE's pilot himself. Second, we can arm the STRIDE which is stuck down here with various beam weaponry for a frontal assault once the gates are opened or aquatic weaponry for underwater combat. Third, we can use this as a relay station between the other STRIDE and the Bridge crew… after all, we still haven't figured out a way to communicate with them at long range. So far, our communications have only been at close range, and that was done since the Azure Skies' Jammer has been turned off during the last few moments of their first contact… How Silve or Natalie ended up turning it off in mid-battle is beyond me." Yohnes explained, still tapping away on the computer which they brought in to connect with the STRIDE's.
"Good point." Cheska sighed, "…but please, make it so that this STRIDE can only be activated with bothapproval from the Bridge and the biometrics. Is that okay?"
"That won't be a problem… Just give me some time." Yohnes answered, continuing with his work.
"Okay. How are the two pilots?" the Captain asked, looking at Nicholas, who was, like a kid, watching Yohnes do his work.
"Oh… those two? I instructed them to get some rest… I'm just unsure whether they listened to me." he sighed, rolling his eyes.
"I just hope they do. They're the only ones capable of defending this ship." Cheska sighed, then looked at Yohnes and Zeal, "Speaking of which… Who's flying this thing?!"
Yohnes and Zeal looked at each other and then looked back at the Captain, "Dunno."
"Oh brother." Cheska sighed, grabbing Zeal by the ear and dragging him all the way to the Bridge, "You, Lieutenant Commander, are not part of the maintenance crew nor are you the maker of the STRIDE's Jammers, so let's get back to the Bridge where your job is waiting for you."
Nicholas and Yohnes just looked at the poor Zeal as he was being dragged away by the Captain, hearing his screams of agony fading into the halls of the Legacy.
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Open View Deck 1, port-side of Legacy, 318 kilometers West-Southwest of the Marshall Islands…
Silve looked over the railings and looked down into the sea, leaning over to watch the ships shadow on the water. He heard the door open but paid no attention to it. He heard a voice, but still, he did not pay attention to it.
"Silve?" the girl, Natalie, called him.
"…" still, there was no answer.
"Silve!" Natalie called him again.
"…" again, there was no answer.
"First Lieutenant Silve Almana, sir!" she called, calling him properly as her superior, yet with a somehow sarcastic tone. Somehow, she succeeded in catching the young pilot's attention.
"Yes?" he asked, turning his head towards her all the while keeping his body fixed on position, "You sounded kinda sarcastic... Is everything all right?"
"Yes,sir." she said, keeping the sarcastic tone.
"Well, I'd like to remind you that that's no way to talk to a superior. No matter how you look at it, I'm your superior." Silve turned his head back towards the horizon. Natalie flinched, not sure of what to say. True, she was annoyed with him ignoring her, but above that, she was his subordinate and she has to go by the rules.
"S-sorry for how I acted, sir…" she said, lowering her head.
"…" Silve, however, did not respond.
"H-hey… I said I was sorry…" Natalie raised her head a bit and looked at Silve, who didn't even budge.
"…" still, he did not respond nor did he appear to exert any effort to do so.
"F-first Lieutenant… I said I was sorry!" she raised her voice, taking a few steps closer to him. Much to her surprise, he turned around with a big grin plastered on his face.
"Relax, Natalie… You can call me Silve if you want." he smiled, turning around to face the horizon again, "It's quite nice here, isn't it?"
"Uhh… Y-yeah." Natalie looked at Silve in surprise, surprised by the fact that she wasn't able to read his actions, whether he was serious or just fooling around. An awkward silence followed soon, but it didn't last long for Silve decided to leave the area.
"I'll be back in my quarters… Knock if you need me. Remember, normal rules apply when we're in front of others, but just call me Silve when we're alone, okay?" Silve said while walking past Natalie, not even bothering to stop or turn his head around to face her. He raised his left hand and waved backwards while casually walking towards the door. The door automatically opened and let him in. He walked through and it closed behind him as he went deeper into the ship. Natalie turned around and looked at the rails on which Silve was leaning. Much to her surprise, there was a piece of sticky pad attached on the rail and a smiley which was meant to mock her was drawn on it. Below it were the words "Had you going there for a brief moment! Gotcha!"
Natalie ripped the paper from the rails and crumpled it in her hands, her face frowning and turning red from anger.
"ALMANA!!" she shouted as she opened the door and ran into the ship, in hopes of finding the roguish red-haired pilot.
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Pacific Ocean, 318 kilometers West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
Two of the four M1F Astrays flew down from above the team and rejoined the formation, putting themselves behind the entire group.
"We have a visual of the ship, sir." one of the pilots reported, immediately sending the coordinates to the High Admiral.
"Very well… the four of you, scatter!" he ordered, sending the four M1F Astrays flying into multiple directions away from him. With the four descending below the clouds, the Cobalt Blue increased its speed and dived straight down into the thick clouds, shooting through it like a falling star. Once on the other side of the clouds, he saw the other Astrays landing on the scattered islands hundreds of kilometers away from the Marshall Islands. He descended at an even greater rate, pulling up and flying parallel to the sea only when he was less than 100ft above it.
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Bridge, Earth-forces Tarawa-Class Carrier 'Lo', Pacific Ocean, Marshall Islands…
"Commander! Heat source detected by AWACS! Identity and faction, unknown." the ship's CIC shouted, loud enough to be heard by everybody. The Fleet's commander, Commander Luke Halberton, stood up from his seat.
"Deploy a team of Windams! Mobilize the Fleet to move slowly behind the Windams. Have another team ready for launch as soon as the first team has launched." Luke ordered, stepping down from his elevated seat and walking towards the frontal area of the Bridge, closer to the window, "I won't stop until I get those that killed you… father."
As he ordered, a team of 10 Windams launched and spread across approximately a hundred square meters above them, flying off into the direction where the AWACS detected the unknown heat source.
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Legacy's Bridge, Pacific Ocean, 317 kilometers West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
Cheska just got on her seat after more than a minute of dragging Zeal Levanter all over the ship by the ear. Zeal, on the other hand, was holding the ship's yoke with one hand and his ear with the other.
"You didn't have to drag me all the way here, you know…" he said, pouting like a kid who didn't get anything on Christmas morn.
"That's what you get for not following orders… and I can't exactly get you Court-Marshalled at this crucial point when we've just been kicked out of our nation." Cheska sighed. The moment her hand touched her forehead, the alarm in the Bridge went nuts and red lights flashed all over the ship.
"What? It's illegal to touch my own head with my own hands?!" Cheska sarcastically asked the Bridge Crew on duty.
"No, ma'am… We have bogeys from both sides of the ship!" the Legacy's CIC explained, "From West-Southwest, one unidentified heat source approaching at supersonic speed. Unit tagged as Bogey-1. From East-Northeast, ten units, identified to be EAF GAT-04 Windams. Each target is tagged as W1 to W10."
"Alright… Declare Battle Condition: Code Red!" Cheska said, responding to the situation.
"ALL HANDS, BATTLE CONDITION: CODE RED. I REPEAT, ALL HANDS, BATTLE CONDITION: CODE RED."
The battle alarm echoed throughout the ship, sending its crew on a high-speed scramble to reach their stations. Among them are the Bridge Crew at CAT-01 and the pilots who were on their way to their quarters.
"Okaaaay… Another sortie." Silve sighed, folding the book he was reading and running off to the hangar from his quarters.
Back at the bridge, the crew also got into their positions, with Yohnes coming in almost as soon as the general alarm was raised.
"What did I miss?" he nonchalantly asked, jumping to his seat and buckling himself up.
"We have eleven bogeys heading for us. One is coming from West-Southwest and flying at supersonic towards us. The other ten are coming from East-Northeast, identified as EAF Windams." the CIC briefly informed the Legacy's pilot.
"Alright then… is the unidentified unit squawking an IFF code?" Yohnes quickly asked, flipping the switches in his panel and preparing the Legacy for battle.
"Yes, sir… Unit is transmitting an unidentified hexadecimal IFF code. Code is 0076A"
"0076A?" Yohnes paused for a bit, feeling rather familiar with the said code."0076A… Where have I heard that before?"
"It's a special IFF Code…" Yuan interrupted from one of the CIC posts.
"Special IFF Code?" the Captain asked.
"Yes… You just said that it was a hexadecimal code. Its decimal equivalent is 1898… You do know the significance of that number to us, right?"
"Independence day…" Cheska's voice trailed off, "So does that mean we have a friendly unit heading for us?"
"That's the most probable situation." Yuan answered, resuming his job as the CIC.
"Wait a minute… I remember now…" Yohnes finally resumed, breaking free from his temporary pause, "…0076A is also the unit identification code used by the highest ranking officers when flying in territorial waters. When an aircraft with the said code enters a given airspace, it is given the top priority only to be set aside when an emergency occurs within the same airspace. Internationally, it is used as the IFF Code for most light subsonic transport aircraft, but when an aircraft transmitting 0076A travels at supersonic at any given time, it could only mean one thing…"
"We have top brass heading for us." Zeal sighed, gripping the controls tighter, "What do we do, Captain?"
"Deploy the Azure Strike and the Flyer. They are to prepare to intercept the incoming Windams. We'll go around and meet up with the unidentified unit." Cheska ordered, "What is the status of the unidentified unit?"
"You wouldn't believe this ma'am, but…" the other CIC grew silent for a bit, not knowing what exactly happened, "…but the unit disappeared from radar."
"WHAT?!" the news caught Cheska by surprise. All of a sudden, a blue Mobile Suit materialized in front of the Bridge, with particles of Mirage Colloid dispersing into the air. Its eyes lit up and stared at the Crew of the Bridge, who in turn got a clear view of its upper torso and shoulder armor, enabling them to see the crest on its left shoulder armor. Cheska, who was all too familiar with the insignia, leaned back into her seat in relief. "Father…"
At the same moment, a communications screen appeared on the main monitor of the Legacy. In it was the face of the High Admiral, wearing a dark green flight suit with the stars adorned on the side of his helmet, just as the feather was to the Hawk of Endymion.
"You shouldn't let your guard down, Cheska… I easily got to you at point blank." the High Admiral chuckled, "Come out here… I have something to give you."
"Alright…" Cheska smiled, standing up and headed out of the Bridge. However, she stopped a few steps away from the door and turned around, "…get the Azure Skies out there…"
"Yes ma'am." Yuan nodded, opening a line towards the hangar, "Azure Strike and Flyer are to launch immediately. Flyer goes first… Equipment pack, AF-SS01A Skies."
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Launch Catapult 4 (CAT-04; front-facing rear catapult), Legacy, 315 kilometers, West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
The airlocks opened and a small fighter came through, positioning itself on the catapult, which in turn automatically adjusted the unit for the addition of equipment. Panels opened from the top and the Skies Striker Pack was lowered and attached to the rear of the Flyer. The swords straightened and positioned themselves parallel to the wings. The catapult moved the Flyer a few meters forward and the airlock closed behind them. At the same time, the catapult's rails extended while the gates were opening. Once they were fully opened, a horizontal line of red lights appeared on both sides and the airlock closed behind her.
"Natalie Mia Halcyone… Skies Flyer, taking off!" she closed her helmet and launched from the Legacy, the red lights on both sides turning green. She immediately banked to the left and circled around the Legacy as soon as she launched, waiting for the Azure Strike to go airborne.
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Launch Catapult 2 (CAT-02; starboard catapult), Legacy, 315 kilometers, West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
"NEXT UP, AZURE STRIKE…" Yuan's voice could be heard saying on the internal communications.
"I know, I know, Yuan." Silve replied, closing his helmet and planting the Azure Strike's feet on catapult's platform. Panels opened on both sides of the catapult, bringing out its beam rifle from the right and a solid defense shield from the left.
"DON'T MIND THE SHIELD, SILVE… IT'S FROM THE EAF'S DAGGER… IT'S NOT THAT STURDY, BUT IT SHOULD DO THE JOB."
"No kidding…" Silve chuckled right before his face turned serious and he tightened his grip on the controls. The catapult's gates opened in front of him and the rails extended frontward, red lines glowing horizontally. The airlock closed behind him and the Azure Strike slightly crouched to prepare for launch. Its eyes glowed brightly, signaling that it was about to launch. "Silve Almana… Take me to the skies, Azure Strike!"
The Azure Strike flew out, activating its thrusters as soon as it separated from the catapult. Like a snow-covered bird taking flight, the Azure Strike shed off the gray coloring in favor of its Phase Shift-induced color. Even before the Azure Strike could finish accelerating upwards, the Skies Flyer came up from behind and fused with the Azure Strike, forming the Azure Skies.
"Let's go, Mia!" Silve enthusiastically shouted.
"Right…" Mia replied, not forgetting what Silve pulled off a few moments earlier at the Open View Deck. They flew off towards the ten Windams and prepared to intercept.
"You seem to be upset… Is anything the matter?" Silve asked, with a gentle smile on his face.
"I'm perfectly fine." Mia aloofly replied, flipping down a panel from the top and covering the newly installed camera used for video communications.
"Women… Can't live with them, can't live without them…" Silve sighed. "Well, please share your thoughts if you want… I might be able to help."
"There's no need. I can handle it. Just focus on your job and I'll keep watch on the surroundings." Natalie coldly replied, abruptly closing the video communications.
"What's eating her?" Silve asked himself as he continued to navigate the Azure Skies towards the Windams.
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Outside the Legacy, 314 kilometers West-Southwest of Marshall Islands…
"Father…" Cheska said under her breath as she slowly approached her father.
"Cheska…" the High Admiral replied, pulling out a small black box from his pocket, "…take this. Inside it are the President's specific orders. Aside from that, I have been ordered to give you a separate order. The Legacy is to go around the Marshall Islands and head for somewhere secure such as ORB. However, we have received information that ZAFT's Minerva is currently docked at Morgenroete. Still, it should be considered as your primary option. Your secondary option would be to head for the Kingdom of Scandinavia through the Arctic Ocean. You willcome across threats from the Alliance, but the distance should be manageable with the Legacy's speed. You should be able to get into Scandinavian territory before you get shot down. That should be your secondary option. Your tertiary option would be to act on your own accord and you, as Captain, should decide on which route you should take, excluding the first two options."
"But… What do we do after that?"
"Simple." the High Admiral smiled, removing his helmet, "…gather allies from all over the world and win back the Union… If not, at least the Republic."
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A/N:Okay, here's the newest Chapter for Reverie. I managed to get some free time in between exams and I made the chapter extra long. I've incorporated some major changes compared to the previous version of Reverie and there's a bit more story to it this time. Next chapter may come on or before February 19 since we'll be having our foundation day at school and it's mostly free time for students. So 'til then, see ya guys! Please feel free to PM me if had committed any mistakes in my writing.