Back in the Earth's dimension, the Sun's light failed to reach the dark-side of Venus. The small Spec-5 spacecraft arrives at the rendezvous coordinates, an imposing military stealth ship was waiting for them. Dr. Kronos, Dr. Banks, Dr. Mason and Dr. Carmichael were on board, they transmit the secret mission codes through the communication network and the imposing ship responds with the opening of a compartment, blazing light from within contrasted intensely against the black of space and the ship's dark hull, revealing the ships's vehicle parking bay.
The craft approaches and slowly enters the small hangar. The Spec-5 lands as the compartment door seals shut again and the chamber quickly re-pressurized. The top-level UAC researchers disembark, step into the spacious hangar bay and approach the sealed airlock. The doors split from the middle and withdraws into the floor and ceiling. A man walked into frame on other side of the passage whom they all immediately recognized as the Former Deimos Colony Head of Security, Master Corporal Revok. They couldn't hide their surprise, the last time they saw him was a mere thirty hours ago when he was leading the deployment to wipe out the alien infestation in Echo Labs. It was assumed that he was aboard the station when the moon inexplicably disappeared from its orbit.
"Welcome aboard, everyone" Revok says.
"Revok, you're alive!" Nexson exclaims.
Revok stood unmoved, he harboured a distant glare and a chilled demeanour, easily seen in his eyes and face. It was evident to the researchers that the mission had left on its mark on his mind, the psychological effect was gnawing and fresh but the Corporal was able to hold onto his sanity, beyond the point which many others would breakdown.
Banks stepped up to the door and the other UAC officials followed behind, he stepped into the passage and regarded the Former Head of Security.
"It's good to see you, Corporal" he says, Revok returned a muted smile.
"Can you tell us what happened in Echo Labs?" Banks asks.
"The details have become classified, Will, but I will say it was a hell-hole" Revok replies.
"I must know what became of the portal!" Banks exclaims.
"Tough shit" Revok replies.
"Was the portal equipment destroyed?" Banks presses.
"I'm not telling you a fucking thing, former director and if you push me, you're going to pay a very brief visit to the air-lock chamber" The corporal says, his words blazed with angered sincerity. "I'm not any longer constrained by UAC corporate protocols, this is my ship. A small reward for cleaning up your mess in Echo Labs"
The group was taken aback, this is not the Major Corporal Revok that they remembered. Both Banks and Kronos betrayed their surprise at the Corporal's insight.
"What happened in Echo was an accident!" Banks loudly lies. "The specialists maintaining the systems made an oversight in the established maintenance routine."
Revok rolled his eyes in a deliberate display of incredulity, fuming silently. He looks into the former directors eyes with a sour expression.
"I don't have time for your bullshit, William. I'm going to the bridge. We will be arriving at Phobos in six hours, prepare for deployment" he barks.
The USM Hurricane was hurling through space as quickly as its engines would allow. The possessed Pauline Wolfe was stationed at the primary control terminal when a emergency hail broke the silence of the dark bridge.
"Attention unauthorized vessel, this is Orbital Station Bravo. You have not been cleared for an approach trajectory, you are requested to reduce your velocity and adjust trajectory accordingly. Please, copy."
Pauline silently ignored the message, the Earth was beginning to come into frame and grew larger on the spanning, partially corrupted holographic display.
"This is Orbital Station Bravo. You are approaching too fast. Reduce your approach velocity immediately or lethal force will be used. Orbital defences are powered up."
Pauline made an adjustment to the trajectory on her terminal as the Hurricane zoomed closer.
"Lethal force has been authorized. Change your trajectory or be destroyed!" Blurted the transmission.
Planetary Defence Satellites came into view on the tactical system window on the holo-monitor. Pauline wrapped her hands around the pair of tactical multi-directional interface grips, zeroed in on the satellites and fired the Hurricane's main plasma pulse cannons. The stream of glowing plasma sailed toward the satellite as it fired back with its array of lasers. The ship sails into orbit with its reverse thrusters blazing. The lasers strike the Hurricane's shields on the upper starboard bow, the shield fizzles away as the field emitters overloaded. Plasma struck the orbital defence satellite. It explodes and micro-debris spills into the orbit, raining into and damaging other traversing satellites.
The possessed Pauline didn't waste a moment before destroying Orbital Station Bravo and quickly dives into the Earth's atmosphere. Catastrophic damage to the remaining satellites and the space stations followed as high velocity space junk took over the the orbital paths.
The USM Hurricane passed through the layers of dense atmosphere and it sails toward the surface, the ship's heat-shields began glowing under the intense atmospheric friction. The ship passes through the condensed air and glides toward the Eastern Hemisphere of the planet, modern airplanes resembling giant floating stingrays came into view as the ship moved closer to the ground, further below, zero-g hover-cars veered around tall skyscrapers of the city below. The Hurricane moved to a remote location and set the ship down in the middle of the Arabian desert.