The Terror of Admiral Overdrive - Chapter 1

Yes. Yes, I know Mr. Titus. Yes. Don't worry, he'll contact you and take care of it. Yes, good night Mr. Titus.
Thomas was a loyal servant to the emperor, and a good one too. But because of it, the emperor took advantage of his hard work, and so his days were long and exhausting. This was especially true when having to deal with calls from foreign systems, such as the newly formed United Earth Federation, once called the New Americas. Their chairman, Erus Titus, was energetic, ambitious, and demanding. Phone calls from him could be treats or torments, but Thomas learned to deal with them.
After switching off his receiver, Thomas left the communications room, and headed off to pay a visit to the emperor. He always enjoyed talking to his busy superior.
Templar9000 sat back in his lounge chair after a long, furious day's work.
How the heck did he put up with this for so long? thought he to himself. A signal beeped.

The doors slid open and in walked the young, eager to impress, Thomas Downg. He looked tired but still somewhat energetic.
Hey Exo!
Thomas, remember, I asked you not to call me that!
Oh, well, hey Boomer!
Thomas! I would really appreciate it if you didn't call me by those names. It's not personal, but I want to keep things going well with everyone. If I let you call me by my nicknames, then they'll feel rejected and will tend not to work at optimum efficiency, and also will be less cooperative.
Sorry sir. It won't happen again.
Don't sweat it. Just remember.
Yes sir.
Anyway, what do you have to report.
Well, sir. I just finished talking to Mr. Erus Titus and-
It's just Erus Titus, Thomas.
Oh, sorry sir. Anyway, he wanted me to inform you of the establishment of the new United Earth Federation, the chairman being himself, sir.
Really. Anything else?
Yes. The Civilian's Benefits board of directors is demanding that newer technology be made more easily available to the public.
Yes, I know. I took care of that problem this afternoon. Anything else?
Yes. A message addressed for your eyes only. I sent it to your personal station computer.
"Thank you Thomas, I'll look at it later. The rest of the night is yours to do with as you wish. Goodnight.
"Thank you sir. Goodnight. and with that, young officer Thomas left to utilize his off-duty hours.
A message addressed to me personally? I wonder who it could be, and for what do they have to say which makes it personal? He would find out soon.

In recent times, the Elves had gone to war, and were losing badly. Templar9000 found himself consenting to give aid by dispatching the 5th division of the Southern Armada, a group of about 8 million capital ships. He also decided to lend about 3.5 million Ru's, which he had recently established as the new currency system.
I don't think those elves are going to have any more problems. Man I'm tired of these wars. I'd like to have dual again, to get out and into the action. I wonder how Wing 0 is holding up? Well, I should probably look at that message.
He left the lounge room and headed for his quarters. The doors slid open and he walked in and sat down at his desk chair. The message button was flashing.
Okay...lets see what this is about. Somebody probably pulling a joke or something!
The message began to come up. It was dated for that exact time though.
Hmm. Yes, this must be a joke. They put an ever updating report clock on it. Great... Anyway, let's see what you've got. followed by a long yawn. Before the message even started, he felt himself nodding off and eventually fell asleep. The sensor detected this and switched the message off.

The next morning things were chaotic in the main planning room. There were twenty or thirty officers and lieutenants scurrying about trying to figure out what to do.
Somebody wake him up! He's needs to know what's happened immediately.
No need lieutenant, I'm right here.
Templar9000 walked into the bustling room, and immediately, his top officers came up to report the news.
Okay, somebody inform me of what's going on here.
Sir, it's a hostage situation! The star system Sovereign and all five of its planets have been taken hostage!
What the --
Sir, the man in charge of the operation claims to know you and to have fought with you before. I don't know what he's talking about.
What? How long ago did this occur.
Apparently, they occupied the system last night. Sir, their commander is hailing us.
My god...how could this have happened?...right under our eyes...
Sir, would you like to answer his hail or not.
Yes! Put him on! The officer switched on the communications pad.
Ah, greetings Templar9000, or should I say, Emperor Templar9000.
Oh...my...god......how...how...are you...here...?
Hehehe, surprised are you my old friend.

I'm not sure I know what you're talking about.




How could you...?
Heheheh, believe me, it is great to be back.
My god, you're...Admiral Overdrive!!!!!!
That is correct.
How is it that this has come to pass? You were destroyed Skynight, Griever, and I long ago.
Ah yes, so i was. But unfortunately you did a poor job of making sure I was gone. Though my body was destroyed, my complex AI system was sent back to my hidden ship just before you destroyed me. There I spent years rebuilding my body. Though your dimensional trail was waning out, there was still enough left to track you down. I arrived to each dimension far after you had been there, at least until the later ones. When I arrived hear, I decided that it would be advantageous to observe every detail of the area. I planned to get revenge on you when I had discovered that Greiver did not follow you here, and recently, Nemo died while fighting in the abomination war. You inherited the Empire, and you are also the only target of mine left.
Unbelievable. Well then, what are your terms.
You will deliver 850 million Ru's and yourself, unarmed, to me, and you will collapse the empire and all systems around.
Chaos, You want utter chaos, T9000 though to himself.
Oh, and Exo, you have exactly 48 hours to deliver to me what I want. I have established my headquarters on Sovereign Prime. If you fail to fulfill my demands, I will begin destroying cities, one after the other, on more than one planet at a time. Innocent people will die!
Okay, wait. Give us some time. I accept your demands, but it will take time to accomplish it.
You know where to find me Emperor. Admiral Overdrive out.

Damn! I can't believe this. We destroyed him long ago, and yet he is still back.
Lieutenant Chung, were you able to trace and scan that link?
Yes sir. she replied. He's definitely on Sovereign Prime. I also got a bio-scan of himself. Your not going to like the looks of this.
Transmit it to my station Lieutenant.
Exo sat down to have a look at the scan of the Admiral.
Incredible! He's even more powerful than before. This reading shows a power level of 90,000. He knew that when powered up and fighting, the Admiral would be even stronger.
Sir, our reports suggest that his fighting power level is around 400,000.
My god! That is even higher than Draganta.
After looking at the report, he stood up and announced his decision.
Well, I think it's obvious to everyone that we absolutely cannot follow his demands. But, unfortunately he is too strong to just send in any old strike team. Not even our elite mobiles can stand up to him. Only I have a chance at stopping him. Prepare the Preatorian 1st fleet. I'm going to Sovereign. He left the room to prepare the trip. Though the task before him was large, Templar9000 was going to take it on, whatever method needed to succeed...


To be continued...