The Renegade
Chapter II
"What the hell is this? Now we have our own damn Ghosts going crazy and blasting away Confederate personnel!"
General Duke stood aboard the Confederate flagship Norad II. In his hand was the document telling of Joseph Lance's escape. He shouted freely among his men: "I want this Ghost found and brought back! These Ghosts aren't easy to make!"
First Lieutenant Stevens nodded. "We will get right on it sir. This Ghost will be brought into Confederate control in no time."
"You had better be right, Lieutenant. We don't need this guy running around the Confederacy killing our people! We have enough to deal with concerning this problem on Korhal!
The General threw the document down and stormed out of the bridge. Stevens wiped the sweat from his forehead. General Duke was quite the motivator.
***
He slipped the helmet onto his face and he immediately saw through heat vision. A button on the side of the helmet made it to where he could see normally. He switched the heat vision off and looked at his profile on the Wraith's computer. He read the list of the Confederate officers that were supposed to be his superiors. At the top of the list was the Alpha Squadron leader General Edmund Duke.
It was too early to attempt an attack on Duke. The Confederacy would simply replace Alpha Squadron with a new General. So Joseph Lance decided he would take out those that could be considered least important to the Confederacy, and work his way to the General.
***
Captain John Riley of the Alpha Squadron's Special Forces. Although not a Ghost, he wielded the C-10 Canister Rifle, and always led his troops into battle. He was a respected man in the Confederacy, one that General Duke liked. His skills and accomplishments in the Confederacy was what allowed him to be chosen to lead the hunt for the renegade Ghost Joseph Lance. Riley hadn't had a decent challenge in almost a year, and found Joseph Lance to be quite interesting.
There had been no sign of Joseph Lance for nearly a month, but then Major Michael Kern suddenly turned up dead, killed by a wound inflicted by a C-10 Canister Rifle. At first it was thought to be coincidence, but then two more officers came up dead. Riley noticed that it was like a trail. He had the list of what were intended to be Lance's superiors, and the last three names were murdered. It was no coincidence.
A week later another officer on the list was killed. General Duke became impatient, being quite frustrated that Confederate officers were being killed by the renegade Ghost. Riley himself was worried about what the General would do if he failed this mission. Of course, if he did fail, Duke wouldn't be around to "punish" him.
Riley immediately shook the thought out of his head. Aboard the dropship with his other three men, he polished his rifle to clean perfection. If Riley's prediction was right, Joseph Lance was on his way to Mar Sara.
***
It was nighttime. The streets of the city were quiet. The only sound that could be heard for quite a distance were the footsteps of the renegade. If anyone saw him they would think he was a Ghost, because he wore all Confederate gear, including the Alpha Squadron logo on his left sleeve. Colonel Kyle Nence, the planet's lead officer, would be arriving here in just a matter of moments. He stopped in front of the only Confederate building in the city.
Silence and darkness sometimes made people paranoid. Joseph considered it his ally, for without them, he wouldn't have gone so far. He stood in the middle of the street with his rifle in his right hand pointing at the blackened, star-filled sky. The sound of an approaching vehicle could be heard.
The Confederate vehicle, a small truck, stopped in front of the building. Joseph Lance had disappeared into a nearby alley. Four men, one of those the Colonel, stepped out of the truck. The other three wielded sub- machineguns.
Joseph stepped out of the alley and appeared before them, just feet in front of the Confederate building. The three armed men aimed their machineguns at him in alarm. The Colonel stepped forward. "Relax, he's Alpha Squadron. What are you doing out here?"
No reply came from Joseph. He aimed his rifle at the Colonel's face, who's eyes widened when he saw this.
"Sir, get back!" one of the men shouted.
They opened fire on the renegade. He moved with quick speed, avoiding the bullets and fired back. His first shot hit the one on the left, who fell onto his back. He fired two more times, and the two other men dropped. Three shots. Three deaths. The silence returned. The Colonel took a step back.
"Y-you're Joseph Lance," he said.
"Quite an observation, Colonel," Joseph replied, and pulled the trigger, breaking the silence once again. Colonel Kyle Nence fell onto the ground lifeless. Joseph looked at their corpses one last time and disappeared.
Chapter II
"What the hell is this? Now we have our own damn Ghosts going crazy and blasting away Confederate personnel!"
General Duke stood aboard the Confederate flagship Norad II. In his hand was the document telling of Joseph Lance's escape. He shouted freely among his men: "I want this Ghost found and brought back! These Ghosts aren't easy to make!"
First Lieutenant Stevens nodded. "We will get right on it sir. This Ghost will be brought into Confederate control in no time."
"You had better be right, Lieutenant. We don't need this guy running around the Confederacy killing our people! We have enough to deal with concerning this problem on Korhal!
The General threw the document down and stormed out of the bridge. Stevens wiped the sweat from his forehead. General Duke was quite the motivator.
***
He slipped the helmet onto his face and he immediately saw through heat vision. A button on the side of the helmet made it to where he could see normally. He switched the heat vision off and looked at his profile on the Wraith's computer. He read the list of the Confederate officers that were supposed to be his superiors. At the top of the list was the Alpha Squadron leader General Edmund Duke.
It was too early to attempt an attack on Duke. The Confederacy would simply replace Alpha Squadron with a new General. So Joseph Lance decided he would take out those that could be considered least important to the Confederacy, and work his way to the General.
***
Captain John Riley of the Alpha Squadron's Special Forces. Although not a Ghost, he wielded the C-10 Canister Rifle, and always led his troops into battle. He was a respected man in the Confederacy, one that General Duke liked. His skills and accomplishments in the Confederacy was what allowed him to be chosen to lead the hunt for the renegade Ghost Joseph Lance. Riley hadn't had a decent challenge in almost a year, and found Joseph Lance to be quite interesting.
There had been no sign of Joseph Lance for nearly a month, but then Major Michael Kern suddenly turned up dead, killed by a wound inflicted by a C-10 Canister Rifle. At first it was thought to be coincidence, but then two more officers came up dead. Riley noticed that it was like a trail. He had the list of what were intended to be Lance's superiors, and the last three names were murdered. It was no coincidence.
A week later another officer on the list was killed. General Duke became impatient, being quite frustrated that Confederate officers were being killed by the renegade Ghost. Riley himself was worried about what the General would do if he failed this mission. Of course, if he did fail, Duke wouldn't be around to "punish" him.
Riley immediately shook the thought out of his head. Aboard the dropship with his other three men, he polished his rifle to clean perfection. If Riley's prediction was right, Joseph Lance was on his way to Mar Sara.
***
It was nighttime. The streets of the city were quiet. The only sound that could be heard for quite a distance were the footsteps of the renegade. If anyone saw him they would think he was a Ghost, because he wore all Confederate gear, including the Alpha Squadron logo on his left sleeve. Colonel Kyle Nence, the planet's lead officer, would be arriving here in just a matter of moments. He stopped in front of the only Confederate building in the city.
Silence and darkness sometimes made people paranoid. Joseph considered it his ally, for without them, he wouldn't have gone so far. He stood in the middle of the street with his rifle in his right hand pointing at the blackened, star-filled sky. The sound of an approaching vehicle could be heard.
The Confederate vehicle, a small truck, stopped in front of the building. Joseph Lance had disappeared into a nearby alley. Four men, one of those the Colonel, stepped out of the truck. The other three wielded sub- machineguns.
Joseph stepped out of the alley and appeared before them, just feet in front of the Confederate building. The three armed men aimed their machineguns at him in alarm. The Colonel stepped forward. "Relax, he's Alpha Squadron. What are you doing out here?"
No reply came from Joseph. He aimed his rifle at the Colonel's face, who's eyes widened when he saw this.
"Sir, get back!" one of the men shouted.
They opened fire on the renegade. He moved with quick speed, avoiding the bullets and fired back. His first shot hit the one on the left, who fell onto his back. He fired two more times, and the two other men dropped. Three shots. Three deaths. The silence returned. The Colonel took a step back.
"Y-you're Joseph Lance," he said.
"Quite an observation, Colonel," Joseph replied, and pulled the trigger, breaking the silence once again. Colonel Kyle Nence fell onto the ground lifeless. Joseph looked at their corpses one last time and disappeared.