Epiode Four: Silver Future
Part Three: A New Plot
DAVID
"I am Britz."
"What.are you?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"I am Britz."
"Yeah.we know that. But what ARE you?"
"I am a composite of each one of you, a combined clone. I have transferred all my memory and intelligence into this being."
"Uh.right," LaRouche stumbled.
"I have existed here for thousands of years, before the Yeerks came. When they left their technology here, I studied it and integrated it into my system. All I needed to become an organic was fresh DNA, that I assembled from your airborne saliva."
Britz held it's wristblades up.
"I have all your abilities, including this interesting morphing power."
The oddity began to morph to Golden Eagle.
Interesting. Very.
"You mean, you have all of our morphs?" Aleks asked.
"Yes," Britz replied, after morphing back to clone, "I have inside me, DNA from a Cheetha, Hork-Bajir, Tiamat, Cougar, Leopard, Golden Eagle, Great White Shark."
"Yeah, but why are you calling youself Britz?" LaRouche asked, cutting him off.
"Because Britz is my name."
"But what is it? Is it the name of your clone?"
Britz shrugged, "Britz is a Xel'Naga-my creators-word. It means, Firstborn."
We all stared in shock.
"What now?" Wondered Skorre, aloud.
"I will go with you, off planet, and see the universe. I wish to see all, and take in input.information. I wish to learn."
High above the planet, The Sehkmet hung like a dead animal floating in a pool of water.
Puck watched from the Ether, the gap between worlds, as the Yeerks succumbed to the heat and drought of the lifeless ship.
The Beast and his comrades had found a new ally on the planet below.
The minions of the Beast were un nessesary.
Puck took his physical form and stood in the grey planes of the Ether, sighing.
The Beast of another Realm, David Hunting, had failed. Almost totally lost to those he should have destroyed. No better was two other 'David's', one a rat and one employed by the Crayak, a nefarious traitor, and failed in his mission all the same.
"It never get's easy, does it?" Asked Puck, to the air.
Sure, lot's of people-Dracs and Shrikes, or various Demons of the Machine- talk about destroying a Universe or two. But it's just tough guy talk."
"We like to talk big, we do."
Still, once in a while, someone comes along, with a real passion for destruction.
Taggart could pull it off. He could do it.
But his allies.these Antimorphs.the prophecies had foretold that one of them would be his undoing. One would strike the Beast down.
But there was a way to prevent that, indeed.
Puck called out, "Order of Kthulu, I order ye, come forth, and smite the Enemies of the Dark Lord!"
Four humanoid, grey creatures formed from the dirt around him.
Yes, the Shifties would make short work of the morphers.
"Wait aboard the ship. Do not harm the Beast. Kill the rest."
The Antimorphs would die.and Taggart would fulfill his destiny.
SARA
What the heck? He.It wanted to come with us, to be an Antimorph?
"Forget it!" Barked Aleks.
"Yeah, you.you.CLONE!" Snarled Ripper.
"Now, now, boys. We love clones, remember? I'm a clone. Clones are good," David patronized.
"We need a new hand on the crew, I think," LaRouche said, "And I don't think he will turn out like Tak, he wouldn't betray us like that."
David considered this for a moment, deep in thought.
"Your in."
RIPPER
Over the next day, we fortified Rekklaab V into our new home base. Britz was useful after all, showing us new animals to aquire.
We all took a very powerful creature called a Aeorkian. It was a large, retillian creature, resembling a wolf. Even though it's instincts were dog like, it proved to be a very formidable beast. We found a pack and aquired them, and killed them off afterwards.
On every planet, a dog is still a dog.
In the store rooms below the base, we found many Yeerk weapons to add to our armoury.
In addition, Britz activated an ancient solar system defence. Strung on the asteroids that made travel in this system perilous, were giant Turbo Shredder batteries, covering the entire surface. No fleet could enter the system and get even close to Rekklaab V.
As we were setting up the system, klaxons began to wail.
"What is it?" I shouted, ready for an attack.
"I cannot be sure," The Clone answered, "It looks like a ship is disabled on the far side of the system. It's markings are in the Yeerkish text."
"Yeerks! In OUR system!" I roared, enraged.
"It fits the classification of a freighter ship," Brtiz remarked."
"A freighter?" Asked David.
"Yes, it seems to have been ionized- there is only the basic elements of power on that ship."
"Can your scanners see anything that we can use?" Asked David, again.
Britz's bizarre fingers snapped across the keyboard, " There seem to be unusually high levels of plutonium onboard."
"Plutonium? Why would the Yeerks use that? Don't they only use Taloraan gas and Tiberium to power their ships?" Skorre pondered.
"Yes, it would seem so."
"And that ship is helpless, no defences?"
"Yes. It is, as humans say, a sitting duck."
David thought for a moment.
"Let's take it."
"Wait."started LaRouche, "You don't mean."
"Yes, LaRouche, we are going to hijack it.
Part Three: A New Plot
DAVID
"I am Britz."
"What.are you?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"I am Britz."
"Yeah.we know that. But what ARE you?"
"I am a composite of each one of you, a combined clone. I have transferred all my memory and intelligence into this being."
"Uh.right," LaRouche stumbled.
"I have existed here for thousands of years, before the Yeerks came. When they left their technology here, I studied it and integrated it into my system. All I needed to become an organic was fresh DNA, that I assembled from your airborne saliva."
Britz held it's wristblades up.
"I have all your abilities, including this interesting morphing power."
The oddity began to morph to Golden Eagle.
Interesting. Very.
"You mean, you have all of our morphs?" Aleks asked.
"Yes," Britz replied, after morphing back to clone, "I have inside me, DNA from a Cheetha, Hork-Bajir, Tiamat, Cougar, Leopard, Golden Eagle, Great White Shark."
"Yeah, but why are you calling youself Britz?" LaRouche asked, cutting him off.
"Because Britz is my name."
"But what is it? Is it the name of your clone?"
Britz shrugged, "Britz is a Xel'Naga-my creators-word. It means, Firstborn."
We all stared in shock.
"What now?" Wondered Skorre, aloud.
"I will go with you, off planet, and see the universe. I wish to see all, and take in input.information. I wish to learn."
High above the planet, The Sehkmet hung like a dead animal floating in a pool of water.
Puck watched from the Ether, the gap between worlds, as the Yeerks succumbed to the heat and drought of the lifeless ship.
The Beast and his comrades had found a new ally on the planet below.
The minions of the Beast were un nessesary.
Puck took his physical form and stood in the grey planes of the Ether, sighing.
The Beast of another Realm, David Hunting, had failed. Almost totally lost to those he should have destroyed. No better was two other 'David's', one a rat and one employed by the Crayak, a nefarious traitor, and failed in his mission all the same.
"It never get's easy, does it?" Asked Puck, to the air.
Sure, lot's of people-Dracs and Shrikes, or various Demons of the Machine- talk about destroying a Universe or two. But it's just tough guy talk."
"We like to talk big, we do."
Still, once in a while, someone comes along, with a real passion for destruction.
Taggart could pull it off. He could do it.
But his allies.these Antimorphs.the prophecies had foretold that one of them would be his undoing. One would strike the Beast down.
But there was a way to prevent that, indeed.
Puck called out, "Order of Kthulu, I order ye, come forth, and smite the Enemies of the Dark Lord!"
Four humanoid, grey creatures formed from the dirt around him.
Yes, the Shifties would make short work of the morphers.
"Wait aboard the ship. Do not harm the Beast. Kill the rest."
The Antimorphs would die.and Taggart would fulfill his destiny.
SARA
What the heck? He.It wanted to come with us, to be an Antimorph?
"Forget it!" Barked Aleks.
"Yeah, you.you.CLONE!" Snarled Ripper.
"Now, now, boys. We love clones, remember? I'm a clone. Clones are good," David patronized.
"We need a new hand on the crew, I think," LaRouche said, "And I don't think he will turn out like Tak, he wouldn't betray us like that."
David considered this for a moment, deep in thought.
"Your in."
RIPPER
Over the next day, we fortified Rekklaab V into our new home base. Britz was useful after all, showing us new animals to aquire.
We all took a very powerful creature called a Aeorkian. It was a large, retillian creature, resembling a wolf. Even though it's instincts were dog like, it proved to be a very formidable beast. We found a pack and aquired them, and killed them off afterwards.
On every planet, a dog is still a dog.
In the store rooms below the base, we found many Yeerk weapons to add to our armoury.
In addition, Britz activated an ancient solar system defence. Strung on the asteroids that made travel in this system perilous, were giant Turbo Shredder batteries, covering the entire surface. No fleet could enter the system and get even close to Rekklaab V.
As we were setting up the system, klaxons began to wail.
"What is it?" I shouted, ready for an attack.
"I cannot be sure," The Clone answered, "It looks like a ship is disabled on the far side of the system. It's markings are in the Yeerkish text."
"Yeerks! In OUR system!" I roared, enraged.
"It fits the classification of a freighter ship," Brtiz remarked."
"A freighter?" Asked David.
"Yes, it seems to have been ionized- there is only the basic elements of power on that ship."
"Can your scanners see anything that we can use?" Asked David, again.
Britz's bizarre fingers snapped across the keyboard, " There seem to be unusually high levels of plutonium onboard."
"Plutonium? Why would the Yeerks use that? Don't they only use Taloraan gas and Tiberium to power their ships?" Skorre pondered.
"Yes, it would seem so."
"And that ship is helpless, no defences?"
"Yes. It is, as humans say, a sitting duck."
David thought for a moment.
"Let's take it."
"Wait."started LaRouche, "You don't mean."
"Yes, LaRouche, we are going to hijack it.