World Domination
Ch. 15
"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell?" Peterson mumbled to himself an hour after finding the Golem Leader. There was a physician in the lab with him.
"He's just sleeping." The physician said.
"Golem soldiers don't sleep! You should know that." Peterson leaned over with a scalpel, ready to make an incision on Jerome's abdomen. "Something went wrong. He's not relying on the machinery for life. Hell, he shouldn't even be alive if he isn't living from the machine."
Just as Peterson placed the point of the scalpel on Jerome's flesh, Jerome awake and violently pushed Peterson away. "The machine was overworked. It temporarily shutdown, it's back up." The massive Golem sat up on the table. "What did you do with the two corpses?"
"I put them in the freezer." Peterson said.
"Good, make sure they never leave that freezer for the rest of existence." The Golem stood up and stretched out his joints. "You," he directed at the physician, "leave the room now."
The physician obeyed.
"Peterson, the time has come. Spread the word to engage 60% of our arsenal. Take down all major military bases, intelligence bases, and political bases of every single country on the planet. It's time to make the world know who owns it."
Peterson stared at the man awestruck, not expecting this move for at least 2 years. "Yes Sir." Peterson quickly staggered out of the lab.
**
"Where are we going to go?" Aya asked Heston.
Before Heston could answer, Price ran into the hall from the cellblock. "Sir, Heiland is dead. Just now, he died."
Corporal Heston took a deep sigh. "We will say a prayer for him later. We need to get to the main control room, if there is one, and find a way out."
"Corporal, do you realize how hard it will be to get there?" Logan said. "There's seven of us left, and that is going to be one very guarded area."
"We have no alternative. If we just aimlessly wonder around, we'll wind up in an even worse situation." Heston said.
"Alright, I can get us there." Logan said.
"How would you know how to get there?" Aya asked, a hint of suspicion was in her voice.
"I said before, Jerome never thought I'd escape, so he felt comfortable telling me how this whole place works. Either that, or he planned I'd get out and wanted to have fun with a challenge. Anyway, watch this." Logan grabbed a pipe on the wall, and began pulling it off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Harding questioned, trying to mask the pain she had from her back.
Logan pulled a section of the pipe completely off of the wall. "It's fake. This whole pipeline here is fake. It's nothing more than a guide to the control room, cause this whole place is a maze. It zigzags around cause there are many traps that you don't want to walk in. Two of us already got hit by a trap."
"You could've told us this and they wouldn't have had to die!" Heston shouted at Logan.
"Sorry. I really am. It never crossed my mind at the time. I was still dazed from the fall."
"Alright, we'll follow..." Heston was cut off by the cutoff of all lights, which then turned into red lights, and there was an alarm blaring through the halls.
"Is that for us!" Aya screamed over the sirens.
"No, that means they are activating a vast number of Golem Soldiers. They are planning something big." Logan began to race along the fake pipeline, Aya and the marines followed behind slower, because Harding was unable to run, just walk quickly.
**
"Sir, we can launch the worldwide attack in 25 minutes." Peterson reported to the Golem Leader, who was tampering with his rifle.
"Do you have confirmation that everyone is prepared to attack?"
"Yes sir, and all we have to do is get back to Baltimore to have those golem soldiers out and attacking."
"Forget Baltimore. Have them herd out as many golem soldiers as possible. I am sure you already told them to activate them all."
"Of course sir."
"Good. Blow the base once everyone is out."
"Are you sure, sir?"
"Yes. Since Aya Brea, the one with abnormal mitochondria, and Logan Samuels, the person who knows all about our customs and the way we have our bases set up, are all in there, I claim the place to be expendable. Set a launch from there to Washington DC, then get those soldiers and men spread out to other areas of the country that don't need to be bombed, just secured."
"Alright Sir."
**
The sirens had faded after about a minute of blaring its deafening tone.
"Freeze!" A normal human in a Golem Soldier uniform yelled to Aya and Logan who got really far ahead of the marines. The two had taken a corner and nearly ran into him "Drop your weapons!" The man was obviously not well trained, cause his voice staggered and his hands were obviously shaking while holding the gun.
"No." Logan said bluntly and drew his own weapon and fired into the man's chest once. The man had frozen reflexes and didn't react nearly in time to fire back.
"Don't do that again," Aya said, surprised to find herself smiling at him. She found it odd to see him smile back.
"Sure, I won't say anything and just shoot."
Price ran up to the two, gasping for air. "A trap, all of them." Price gasped again for a breath. "The floor gave out, and now an alarm is alerting security. I can get them out, but I need help. I have to go find a rope, but somebody needs to guard them."
"Logan, I'll go. You go figure out what's going on in the control room." Aya said. Logan nodded to her.
The two ran away as Logan turned around and began following the piping again. He came to a door at an intersection of hallways. This told him there had been a shorter way, but he took the sure way. He hit the button on the side of the electronic door and it opened swiftly. He found himself in a large metal room. In front of him, on the floor, laid a marine.
Logan knelt down beside him and recognized him as Paulson. He then noticed two other things: The wound in his head, and a small, advanced respirator with an artificial heart.
"Dear God," Logan whispered to himself. "They are gonna make you a golem soldier."
Logan quickly removed all the life support. "I'm sorry man. This was for the best." Logan gathered the life support threw them from the body. "I'll say a prayer for you later."
He got up and exited the large room, and found himself in the Main Control Center. The technicians turned around only to see Logan squeeze the trigger on them. Logan gazed at all the monitors and control panels. "Oh shit, this looks really complicated."
Ch. 15
"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell?" Peterson mumbled to himself an hour after finding the Golem Leader. There was a physician in the lab with him.
"He's just sleeping." The physician said.
"Golem soldiers don't sleep! You should know that." Peterson leaned over with a scalpel, ready to make an incision on Jerome's abdomen. "Something went wrong. He's not relying on the machinery for life. Hell, he shouldn't even be alive if he isn't living from the machine."
Just as Peterson placed the point of the scalpel on Jerome's flesh, Jerome awake and violently pushed Peterson away. "The machine was overworked. It temporarily shutdown, it's back up." The massive Golem sat up on the table. "What did you do with the two corpses?"
"I put them in the freezer." Peterson said.
"Good, make sure they never leave that freezer for the rest of existence." The Golem stood up and stretched out his joints. "You," he directed at the physician, "leave the room now."
The physician obeyed.
"Peterson, the time has come. Spread the word to engage 60% of our arsenal. Take down all major military bases, intelligence bases, and political bases of every single country on the planet. It's time to make the world know who owns it."
Peterson stared at the man awestruck, not expecting this move for at least 2 years. "Yes Sir." Peterson quickly staggered out of the lab.
**
"Where are we going to go?" Aya asked Heston.
Before Heston could answer, Price ran into the hall from the cellblock. "Sir, Heiland is dead. Just now, he died."
Corporal Heston took a deep sigh. "We will say a prayer for him later. We need to get to the main control room, if there is one, and find a way out."
"Corporal, do you realize how hard it will be to get there?" Logan said. "There's seven of us left, and that is going to be one very guarded area."
"We have no alternative. If we just aimlessly wonder around, we'll wind up in an even worse situation." Heston said.
"Alright, I can get us there." Logan said.
"How would you know how to get there?" Aya asked, a hint of suspicion was in her voice.
"I said before, Jerome never thought I'd escape, so he felt comfortable telling me how this whole place works. Either that, or he planned I'd get out and wanted to have fun with a challenge. Anyway, watch this." Logan grabbed a pipe on the wall, and began pulling it off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Harding questioned, trying to mask the pain she had from her back.
Logan pulled a section of the pipe completely off of the wall. "It's fake. This whole pipeline here is fake. It's nothing more than a guide to the control room, cause this whole place is a maze. It zigzags around cause there are many traps that you don't want to walk in. Two of us already got hit by a trap."
"You could've told us this and they wouldn't have had to die!" Heston shouted at Logan.
"Sorry. I really am. It never crossed my mind at the time. I was still dazed from the fall."
"Alright, we'll follow..." Heston was cut off by the cutoff of all lights, which then turned into red lights, and there was an alarm blaring through the halls.
"Is that for us!" Aya screamed over the sirens.
"No, that means they are activating a vast number of Golem Soldiers. They are planning something big." Logan began to race along the fake pipeline, Aya and the marines followed behind slower, because Harding was unable to run, just walk quickly.
**
"Sir, we can launch the worldwide attack in 25 minutes." Peterson reported to the Golem Leader, who was tampering with his rifle.
"Do you have confirmation that everyone is prepared to attack?"
"Yes sir, and all we have to do is get back to Baltimore to have those golem soldiers out and attacking."
"Forget Baltimore. Have them herd out as many golem soldiers as possible. I am sure you already told them to activate them all."
"Of course sir."
"Good. Blow the base once everyone is out."
"Are you sure, sir?"
"Yes. Since Aya Brea, the one with abnormal mitochondria, and Logan Samuels, the person who knows all about our customs and the way we have our bases set up, are all in there, I claim the place to be expendable. Set a launch from there to Washington DC, then get those soldiers and men spread out to other areas of the country that don't need to be bombed, just secured."
"Alright Sir."
**
The sirens had faded after about a minute of blaring its deafening tone.
"Freeze!" A normal human in a Golem Soldier uniform yelled to Aya and Logan who got really far ahead of the marines. The two had taken a corner and nearly ran into him "Drop your weapons!" The man was obviously not well trained, cause his voice staggered and his hands were obviously shaking while holding the gun.
"No." Logan said bluntly and drew his own weapon and fired into the man's chest once. The man had frozen reflexes and didn't react nearly in time to fire back.
"Don't do that again," Aya said, surprised to find herself smiling at him. She found it odd to see him smile back.
"Sure, I won't say anything and just shoot."
Price ran up to the two, gasping for air. "A trap, all of them." Price gasped again for a breath. "The floor gave out, and now an alarm is alerting security. I can get them out, but I need help. I have to go find a rope, but somebody needs to guard them."
"Logan, I'll go. You go figure out what's going on in the control room." Aya said. Logan nodded to her.
The two ran away as Logan turned around and began following the piping again. He came to a door at an intersection of hallways. This told him there had been a shorter way, but he took the sure way. He hit the button on the side of the electronic door and it opened swiftly. He found himself in a large metal room. In front of him, on the floor, laid a marine.
Logan knelt down beside him and recognized him as Paulson. He then noticed two other things: The wound in his head, and a small, advanced respirator with an artificial heart.
"Dear God," Logan whispered to himself. "They are gonna make you a golem soldier."
Logan quickly removed all the life support. "I'm sorry man. This was for the best." Logan gathered the life support threw them from the body. "I'll say a prayer for you later."
He got up and exited the large room, and found himself in the Main Control Center. The technicians turned around only to see Logan squeeze the trigger on them. Logan gazed at all the monitors and control panels. "Oh shit, this looks really complicated."