Chapter Thirteen

Planet Orion secret Military training base

Planet Harian – Constellation: The Hunter

Chi Chu Swamp

A week later

"What the fuck is this shit?" A private annoyingly asked as he and his platoon made their way through the swamp.

"I don't know but I don't like the way it moves." another Private answered.

"Shut the fuck up both of you." their Sergeant ordered.

"What's the matter Lieutenant?" asked the Platoon Sergeant since the Lieutenant stopped dead in his tracks.

"Lieutenant what's wrong?" The Sergeant asked then pulled his superior around and saw that blood was dribbling down his mouth then his head fell off.

"Holy Robo-Christ on a Hover Board." A private called out after seeing the LT. headless body fall into the muddy water.

"What the fuck is that?!" A Corporal called out after seeing a giant worm rise out of the depths of the swamp and roar.

"Holy Mary and baby Jesus in Heaven." The Platoon Sergeant breathed before the worm slapped him with the end of its tail.

Someone yelled out "open fire" and everyone was firing at the giant worm. The bullets were tearing holes into the worm. Staff Sergeant Robur called for their platoons Rocketeer. The Corporal ran up and knelt down in the muck next to the Staff Sergeant. Robur put a rocket into the back of the launcher and hit the Corporal on the head to signal for him to fire.

But before the Corporal could fire, the worm, the entire platoon's weapons ad the landscape vanished into a room that was shaped into a cube with little etchings in the blue walls that also represent cubes. Once the Water was gone, there were two drones lying on the ground, one sparking from being hit by the worm and the other having a hole through its middle and its head sitting a few feet away from its body.

"Damn it Robur, I thought I told you that you cannot use the Scythe during a sim." Yelled out a voice that came from nowhere.

"How else could I have killed the damn bug?"

"You don't Staff Sergeant, you run." The voice replied. "Yes I'm him." The voice said then there was some whispering. The platoon waited while the man argued with another man, though they can barely hear what is going on. "You're wanted by the JCS (Joint Chiefs of Staff) immediately." The man said.

"Fuck." Robur breathed and hung his head back.

"Sirs, Staff Sergeant Charles Robur, Democratic Order of Governments Marine Corps, reporting as ordered, sirs!" He sounded off as he stepped into a single light and stood in front of a chair.

"Take a seat Staff Sergeant." A man said with a bit old weathered voice. "We have called you in here for a special assignment."

"Yes, every time we queried a person suitable to do this mission, your name keeps popping up." A feminine voice said.

"The Assignment cannot be spoken here so you and the person who is going to be in charge of you so you can discuss it with him later." The First man interjected.

"Requesting permission to speak?" Robur asked.

"Permission granted."

"I'm just wondering, but who is going to be in charge of me during the mission?" he asked.

Another light turned on and standing in the center was Dewey in his Dress Whites. "You'll be working with me on this assignment, Staff Sergeant. The name's Desman Dewey, Captain Desman Dewey that is." Dewey said with a smile.

"Now that you are acquainted with the Captain here, you may go." A second woman told Dewey and Robur. Both Dewey and Robur snapped to attention took a step back, shouted "aye, aye, ma'am," did an about face and marched out of the room. The two soldiers went outside and hoped into Dewey's Jeep, but Totolee appeared in front of them.

"What is it Totolee?" Dewey asked in annoyed tone.

"The Elders request our presence immediately."

"Fuck. Alright Robur, meet us at the Grey Fox at dock #4462818. And don't scratch the paint job." Dewey tossed the keys to Robur then disappeared followed behind Totolee.

Toto Shrine

"You summoned us Elders?" Totore asked as she and her three brothers knelt and put their right fist over their hearts and their left knuckles on the ground in unison.

"Yes we have, and the reason for that is because we have found a new technology that will transport your team to the outskirts of Raptor occupied territory." The Third began.

"And we want you and your team to infiltrate their palace and assassinate their King." The Fourth continued.

"You are going to need to take one of their ships and dock on the home planet." The First added.

"Yes, but the DOG SF is building a special chip that can be removed and placed without any equipment." The Second started.

"This chip contains 'special cargo' that will be vital to the success of this mission." The Third continued.

"But the person who is going to carry this 'special cargo' will be Totoibe." The Fourth remembered.

"You are free to go." All four Elders chanted. The siblings stood up and vanished.

"I fear that only 1 person will survive this mission." The First said then sighed. The other Three nodded in agreement.

As The four of them made their way out of the mansion, an unmarked jeep pulled up to them a man stepped out it and snapped a salute to Dewey who was back in his Dress Whites. He returned it and the other man asked, "will you come with me sir?"

"Sure," Dewey said then hopped into the passenger seat. "I'll see you guys back at the ship." And the Jeep drove off.

"Well this sucks." Totolee said.

"Yeah you said it." Totobe replied then they went back into the mansion.

Military bas Alfa-0-6-5-Charlie-Echo-7-7-4

Sector Alfa India

Research and Development of Technology

Lab 6-Bravo

"Ah Captain Dewey, we've been expecting you." A small, pudgy, balding scientist with glasses on strolled up to Dewey who held out his hand. Dewey took it and shook hands with the scientist.

"Pleasure to be here Mr.…. Uh-"Dewey said while he was looking for a name tag of some kind

"Mr. Hotch."

"I'm pleased to be here, Mr. Hotch. Now if you will please show me this chip of yours."

"Ah yes. You will be able to see it tomorrow after the operation." After Mr. Hotch said that, he walked out of the room and the door locked Dewey in without him knowing it.

"What oper…a…tion?" Dewey asked as he fell to the floor from the sleeping gas.

"So you're finally awake, I hope the operation went well." A male voice said as a Dewey was opening his eyes.

"Why do I taste…fish?" Dewey asked after smacking his tongue.

"It's a side effect of the surgery, you'll be fine captain. The surgeon said while taking off his mask.

"Get some sleep, its going to be a big day tomorrow." Mr. Hotch told Dewey as he slipped back into darkness.

"Oh man, my head hurts. And why do I taste purple?" Dewey asked as he woke up again.

"That's another side effect Captain. Now please get ready in the next ten minutes, we have a lot of things to do today." The balding, pudgy scientist told Dewey then walked out of the room. Dewey got ready and dressed in 8 minutes and left Lab 6-Bravo for another lab that they had to take a tram to get to.

"Alright, so what's the AI's name?" Dewey asked.

"The AI's name is 8864-2IC4-16A8T4-6-"

"Get to the point man!" Dewey exclaimed.

"Well, the AI has an avatar that it chooses to project itself as, as long as the as the voice patterns, accent and body is that of a human male or female."

"I see, so if it wanted to, it could be a male with a club foot, buck teeth, and a Beta Centarian accent?" Dewey asked.

"Pretty much, but with this AI, I doubt it would choose that, but it could be possible." The pudgy scientist said. As they got off the tram and walked into a giant room. There was a big screen hanging from the middle of the room and a giant box was under the screen. There were wires running from everywhere to everything.

"Welcome Captain, my name is Hally." A female voice boomed from everywhere in the room. "Morning Doctor. And I suspect this man is my carrier?" A holographic image of a woman appeared on a small pole jutting out from the ground and had a picture of the AI on top of it.

Dewey's mouth just dropped and all he could say was, "Whoa."