Mobius: The Final Stand Ch. 11
6:25

As Raymond and Emily were lost in their own thoughts, the waiter came up to them and placed a dish of seafood in front of them. It was a large bowl with shrimp hanging around the rim in a circle, topped with seasoning and melted cheese. On the inside, crab meat was laced around each other, all covered in a thick, creamy, buttery sauce. It looked amazing, but it probably tasted even better.

Raymond handed a fork to Emily. "Here, ladies first!" She gratefully accepted it, and scooped up a pile of crab meat with the butter dripping off the sides. Emily then slowly lifted to her mouth, and closed it, chewing thoughtfully.

"Well….. how is it?" Raymond asked her excitedly.

Emily's eyes widened. "Wow! Try it for yourself and see!"

Raymond picked up another fork, and tried the crab as well. Once the crab instantly entered his mouth, it immediately melted into buttery, salty goodness. There wasn't a word quite good enough to describe it.

"Good choice, huh?" Raymond asked as the two of them took turns drinking from a straw in a glass of sugary lemonade.

"Mhmm.." Emily said. She felt so happy that the two of them could spend time together and have fun. She only wished that Raymond didn't have to be so busy with everything…..

Meanwhile:

Garry leapt from rooftop to rooftop stealthily. He was assigned first watch tonight, and he wanted to make sure that nothing went wrong while he was in charge. He made his way to the Central Newark Building, and scaled it. He could have just walked in and taken the elevator, but he liked the thrill of doing it this way instead. Besides, it helped him keep in shape too. As he reached the top floor of the building, he lifted up one of the windows, and pulled himself in, landing on the ground in a crouched position. He stood up and walked over to one of the main computers in the room. It was hooked up to a large circuit wire in the wall, and had multiple wires come out of it, connecting it to all the other smaller computers. The computer was turned off, so Garry reached for the power switch and flicked it on.

AUTHORIZATION ID? _

Garry typed in several letters…

AUTHORIZATION ID? _GARRY PROLLE_
ACCESS GRANTED
SCANNING NETWORK SYSTEM…

Several lines of text appeared on the screen. It included stuff like the number of soldiers, secret codes, future plans, etc..

SCANNING NETWORK SYSTEM: DONE
LOADING SECURITY BUFFER…..

Garry sighed and pulled a chair over. It was going to be a long night….

Raymond / Emily's house
7:26

Raymond and Emily had just parked the car in the garage, and now where walking to the front door, holding hands. Emily was smiling prettily.

"I really enjoyed the dinner, thank you Raymond!" Emily said.

Raymond smiled. "No problem…. Woah!" Raymond appeared to trip and fall down on his knees. Emily bent down, concerned.

"Are you okay Raymond?" she asked nervously.

Slowly, Raymond looked up, and took one of Emily's hands in his own. "Well… I am… in fact when I have you around. You see, you mean a lot to me, and I've always wanted to thank you, which is what the dinner was for. But there's more to that; over the past years, I've never had the courage to admit this to you, but I've really liked you… I mean it! You know, you're not too bad looking…" Raymond said with a smirk on his face. "In fact, I think you're the prettiest person I've ever known... The way you show infinite kindness and caring towards me and other people really makes me feel so lucky to have you as a friend. But I really want to be more than that, and I've finally found the courage to ask, so…" Raymond drew out the ring from his pocket. "Will you accept the humble offer of Raymond Prolle to be your husband?" Raymond asked smiling.

Emily was lost for words. "I—I-….." Suddenly, tears started to pour down her face. "YES! Of course I do! I….." She gasped when she looked at the ring "Oh my gosh.. this is all too much for me.." She started to cry, and Raymond hugged her tightly. After a few moments, Emily drew back, smiling. "Yes, you know I love you so much Raymond Prolle, no matter what." She ruffled his hair, and drew in for a kiss. The two stayed there, a minute, five minutes, ten minutes? They didn't know, but all they cared about was that they had each other, and that was all that mattered.

Nothing could have been more perfect in the minds of Raymond and Emily; everything was how it should be; both of them happy together….

11:39 pm

Garry was snoring peacefully in the chair. A cup of coffee that was half-full in his hands was dangerously tipping towards the floor. The computer was still giving off lines of random text. Suddenly, a figure appeared out of nowhere and withdrew two, long double-bladed swords. One of them was a dark green hue, and the other, crystal white. It started to slowly walk towards Garry, step by step.

"Huh?" As Garry woke up yawning and stretching. "Raymond?"

That was all he had time to say when he saw the figure whack him in the side of the head with the side of the blade. Everything turned dark after that…

The red fox then turned his attention to the computer. He quickly typed in a few letters, and then ran and jumped out the open window.

BUFFER ABORTED: SYSTEM SHUTDOWN IMMINENT

The computer then died out with a "whirr" sound.

11:49

A Raven and a Minotaur were hiding in the shadows of a dark alleyway along with a Black Fox. In front of them, a red fox jumped down and saluted them.

"Sir, the invasion has begun, better to start your objective now." The red fox nodded towards the Raven and Minotaur, as they turned around and headed in a specific direction. The red fox suddenly shifted shape, and turned into a white one with green stripes coming down the sides of his body.

Malcolm nodded, obviously pleased. "Well then, looks like the fall of Newark has begun. Soon, I'll be able to show everyone who's the real boss around this place." He stalked around the area. "And I'll make sure none of my siblings can oppose me!"

Overhead, a streak of lightning flashed, and rain started to pour down. Somehow, it seemed to signal the beginning of a bloody, inevitable conflict.