Well, this the second IA story I'm posting here. I'm mildly ashamed of the lack of fanfiction for this wonderful show so I figured I'd dig into my old box of fics and pull out a few. I'll post the second chapter along with this one and if anyone actually reviews I'll type up the third chapter and add it to this. But you know what that means...REVIEW! Anywho, thanks and enjoy!
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The Ooshati Chronicles: Welcome to the Resistance
Tyree Isolt was huddled in the darkness. The shadows cast by the crescent moon above were the only light. "Report." she spoke in Latin to her wrist communicator. Latin was undecipherable by Tyrusians, not to mention many Americans. The steady voice of Nola came on. She was the quiet one with a mind like the Library of Congress. There was nothing she didn't know. "Nola here. Nothing much to report. Over." Tyree sighed, I hate this planet. "Hey boss!" a happy voice called over Tyree's communicator. "Bingo, report!" She ordered harshly.
"Aw, cool your jets!" Bingo replied sarcastically.
"Colorful. Find anything?"
"Nope. Sabotaged some trucks, though." Bingo stated proudly.
"I told you guys to watch, not interfere."
"Sorry boss." Bingo said through giggles.
Tyree simply smiled. Her team wasn't perfect and didn't always listen, but they did their best. And this mission needed all they had.
Tyree's team had been sent out by Colonel Konrad to find the enemy and report back with the vital information. Nothing more. They had been given the last known location of Konrad's rival, Saris, Who had been hot on the trail of the enemy. Tyree didn't even know who the enemy was, just that they had to find them.
"Good enough. I'm going to move in closer. Over."
"Sure boss." Two voices chorused.
Tyree looked up at the towering mass of rock above her. No time to be shy! She started to climb the rock face, finding hand holds easily. Once she had reached the top she peered over. There's the camp. There were three Tyrusian ships and two caves blasted into the rock. Scattered equipment was covered up so as not to be seen by the air. "Rather crude." Tyree murmured to herself. She pushed herself up onto the top of the mesa and dashed behind a boulder. "Let's have a look around."
Tyree crept stealthily around the camp. Surveying the layout for attack purposes.
"I'm in luck." Tyree breathed, "Their asleep." She continued onto the Tyrusian ships. As she was about to finish her surveying she decided to take a quick count of the enemies. "Konrad will want to know of any, and every, advantage he has." She crept to the entrance of the big cave and looked in. About fifteen. Maybe less. Tyree focused on a young man who was sleeping beside a young Erlufa[1]. I think I recognize that young luf. But from where? Memory flooded in and Tyree was suddenly taken aback. Cale-Oosha! The Oosha cannot be the enemy. The world seemed to be reshaping in front of her eyes and she backed away a few steps from the entrance. Running up short against the cold metal of an arbus.
"Don't move." A hard, cold voice said. "Drop your weapons."
Complying, Tyree pulled out the arbus strapped across her chest and the three har-nors[2] on her utility belt and tossed them on the ground.
"Put your hands on your head. Now turn around. Slowly."
Tyree put her hands on her head and started to turn around, but instead of following the orders she kicked the arbus out of the man's hand and whirled around. The man also looked familiar to her somehow. God, he's Commander Rafe! Apparently the noise they had caused had awakened the inhabitants of the cave. As Tyree whirled around she came face to face with an angry looking Cale-Oosha.
Tyree didn't even have time to think. The Oosha raised an Exotared hand and she was blasted by power that sent her flying against the rock face behind her. The last thing she thought before everything went black was What have I done?
"Majesty, the prisoner is awake." The hard voice of Commander Rafe drifted to her.
"Thank you, Rafe." Tyree opened her eyes to see the young Oosha enter the pod with a tired look on his face. He was followed by many of the people she'd seen in the cave.
How am I going to get out of this? Tyree wondered, looking down at herself she realized she was wearing the Dragit's colors not Cale-Oosha's. Damn! "Look- Wow, your alive!" How did that come out of my mouth? She mentally cussed herself out. "I am sorry." She pleaded, "We thought you were dead!"
A rather surprised Cale-Oosha stared at Tyree a moment before answering. "Why are you surprised? You have surely sworn fealty to the Dragit. I would think he would have informed you of my escape. That is why you are here, is it not?"
"Me? I have never sworn fealty to anyone but the true Oosha!" Tyree was nearly yelling at him. How dare he believe she would swear loyalty to that kind of slime! "I am working for Colonel Konrad as a last resort. It was that or have my team killed!"
"Your team?" Rafe questioned, "Who are they?"
"Well, there's Nola Lithen and Bingo- er, I mean Tufa Shidon. They're around here somewhere. They won't leave until I do." She informed Rafe.
"And who are you?" Rafe interrogated.
"I am Tyree Isolt. Leader of the best team of spies on Tyrus; or Earth for that matter. My loyalties lies only with true Oosha." She answered smartly.
"Then what are you doing here?" Cale-Oosha's soft but intent voice asked.
"I was sent here by Konrad to find the enemy and gain tactical information. I just didn't know the enemy was my Oosha!" Tyree bent her head in shame. How could I so easily be fooled?
There was a long silence then Cale-Oosha spoke hesitantly. "You were following the orders you received and knew only the information given to you. You have not dishonored yourself." He paused. "I am sorry we have been rude, but I cannot allow you to return to Colonel Konrad with the information you poses."
Tyree's head flew up. This was a problem she could solve. "Not a problem. You need trained men, right?" Cale nodded. "If I can contact my team I can get them here. They are sworn fealty to you also. We would be honored to help you regain your throne."
Cale smiled. "Rafe, untie our new friend. Do you require access to a com-orb?"
"No." Tyree rubbed her wrists as the manacles can off. "Do you have my wrist watch?" Cale passed it to her questioningly.
Tyree strapped it on and pressed a button. "Nola? Bingo? You guys still alive?"
"Boss! Did they finish mercilessly torturing you yet?" Bingo laughed.
Tyree rolled her eyes and Cale chuckled. "Yep. Can you guys come and get me now?"
"Sure." Nola broke in, "But you have some explaining to do boss."
Ten minutes later Bingo and Nola showed up. Both were asking what was going on. Tyree had only one answer for them.
"Ladies, we're joining the resistance!" Tyree smiled at her team. Cale-Oosha and his men standing behind her.
Continued in the Next Chronicle : Double-edged Loyalties
A/n : Alright this story is kinda old and doesn't quite live up to my more recent works but the point is there. Give me some credit.
[1]For those of you who haven't brushed up on your Tyrusian lately, Erdlufa means "woman of earth"
[2]If I remember correctly, Harnors and small razor blade like throwing knives.