Chapter 15
The Kell returns...
"We join with SIVA, and we should be able to take down the Sevaeric once and for all. You think we can do this?" Caughantis stated.
"Maybe so. I think we have a chance to. The spider tank is actually in perfect condition for war itself." "It would be nice if Akaz was here with us, we would be at this point unstoppable. I hope he still has his oculus protecting him." Davoskis answered.
"The prime minister has been assassinated. We got reports of all the territories merging to take them down. Our target however is the squad currently searching for the Equinox tower." "Hang on, someone is following us, I just sensed it."
"Alright. Let me say hello to them." Davoskis said.
"Davoskis, you are out of your mind if they really want to just say hi." Roa'urn sarcastically said.
"I am just joking. Let me blow that aircraft out of the sky." Davoskis said while stuttering in shock. "Make sure you turn the Ketch around to let the cannon go into its cannon area of it. Lets see if they would like to mess with us then."
The Ketch turned around as Davoskis climbed up onto the top of the flying ship while wind was blasting from behind. He almost began tumbling, but he had ground. All he could see is a small Corvette speeding to try and catch up to them. Davoskis pulled out the scorch cannon from one of the storage cabinets on the top of the ship, and aimed for the corvette.
The Cabal centurion Roa'urn, sent a transmission from the communication device. Within the corvettes receiver, it would only go in as a scrambled language, foreign. Although the message was clear enough to give a message to the stranger, that in a few seconds, he would be annihilated. The corvette turned around, hoping that the pilot inside was thinking that he was about to pass the limit of mercy.
Davoskis sighed while the Ketch slowed down at its current velocity, and the Kell came back into the fallen ketch. He never would've gotten the hang of semi-aerial combat without Roa'urn letting him know how to aim, with the cabal centurion himself, as the target. When he got back from the windy atmosphere, Davoskis saw another surprise. His old rifle, resting on a pile of crates seeming. He felt a sense of nostalgia of the good old days, but then snapped out of it. If only things were still the same as before. Neither Zalok nor Akaz was there to say that it used to be something special.
"Everything okay Davoskis?" Tricia said while sneaking up on Davoskis.
Davoskis quickly dashed forward and inverted his direction in about a half second, with his weapon up ready to destroy whoever dared to attack him. The person behind him was a pink triceratops, but Davoskis preferred to call them Threehorns, as the great valley residents call them. It was Tricia, a daughter of Tria and Topsy, a bit grown up. Davoskis then realized that he did not notice how she got in here when they departed. The newfound Kell sighed in relief as he lowered his weapons and replied; "Oh. Its you". Tricia then got closer to him asking about what he was doing. To Tricia, who never been in that part of the ship before was a bit suspicious. Davoskis then told her that it was some old memories. He tried to explain, but then was cut off by Roa'urn, who stormed in wondering what was up.
"Wait... Tricia? How did she get here!?" Roa'urn exclaimed.
"I do not know. To be honest, of course we could not see her coming in. She is very adept at sneaking up on people, which is a perfect addition to our group, but she is still a kid. We cannot just take her into a random battlefield and expect her not to be captured or actually win." Davoskis answered.
"So how did-" Roa'urn was cut off by a buzzer. "Seriously, why do things just keep on following us? Whatever. Davoskis, I will take the sights. Hopefully its a friendly. Try and navigate the skiff."
"Acknowledged." Davoskis stated.
Roa'urn then got to the hatch and the ketch became suddenly still. He rolled off, but he had a jump pack on his back, that let him get a life guard against falling off. He looked off to the distance, but Caughantis was telling him to look behind him. Roa turned around, gazing at a dragon about 3 times his size, that was also looking at him funny. He pulled out the slug rifle just in case, but the dragon did not do much.
"Can I talk to you for a second?" Ivect asked.
"Sure. Mind if you quickly say it?" "We got to find a way to use SIVA on this ketch." Roa answered.
"Fine. We are searching for one of our own, Mideran. He looks like me, but is exceptionally larger and orange. I sensed his presence going to the Terrace capitol." Ivect said.
"If you know you found him, Why didn't you just follow his presence?" Roa asked.
"Because they will slaughter me, and I do not want to be the one to explain that I was just not fit for a execution on sight. They hunt for us you know." Ivect said.
"Okay then, Lead the way. Just tell me where I need to strike." Roa demanded.
"Okay, just turn this ship around to the right. You are surprisingly close to it too." Ivect stated in a female voice.
"That is why some ships were following us?" Caughantis spoke through Roa's comms.
"Apparently." Ivect answered. "Name is Ivect. If you succeed in rescuing one of our high authorities, then we will reward you greatly. Maybe we can help you find this so called SIVA you speak of?"
Roa'urn then gone through the hatch he came out of, and Ivect followed. To Ivect, this looked like one of the Terrace ships he escaped from once. This therefore gave him no sense of comfort. Her footsteps became loud when he thought about the things that they did to her while on one of the carriers. Each whip and sounds of pure agony, started filling his thoughts, and spreading like a wildfire. Ivect shivered repeatedly as the ketch was very cold. She was very used to this usually, but the thoughts removed it.
Ivect slowed down, seeing knocked over crates and caches, seeing if he could find anything that could help them on the task he sent them on. Roa'urn heard the constant rattling in the back, and looked at Ivect rustling through the barrels. Roa then charged at him, grabbing her neck without saying anything and constricted his neck while he walked to his destination.
"No funny business. Please, If you want him back, do not do that." Roa stated.
They gone to the room where Tricia and Davoskis were just talking to each other, seeing what they could find about things. Davoskis slapped his top left hand to his helmet, and then asked Tricia how did she get to the ketch in the first place. Tricia answered saying that she asked her parents if she could get some tree stars for a second, and she sneaked off without nobody seeing her. She did get the tree stars, but then purposely got into the ketch on the split mountain.
"Let me guess, she got up onto here without anybody noticing." Roa'urn said out of the hallway.
Davoskis looked at him and noticed the silver dragon that he was holding by the neck.
"Who is he? and why are you holding him?" Davoskis asked.
"I am a female... Why does everyone keep mistaking me for a male?" Ivect complained.
"His name is Ivect, the dragon who just came to us. I made him follow me, but he stayed behind for some time, and I noticed he was rummaging through our crates. Some of it, was almost nothing but Ether." Roa'urn answered.
Davoskis tapped his foot on the ground, crossing both of his bottom arms, and said; "That is mine. do not touch it. I saw what happened to dragons like you who use it. They become sick, and later, deformed. Some lose limbs, others get paralyzed.".
Tricia looked back at the silver dragon who Roa was holding tight and slowly wagged her tail in excitement. He was almost like Akaz, except it was just a different color than him.
"Let him go Roa. We do not need any conflict cause of someone was digging through something that will not help them." Davoskis insisted.
"Okay, if you say so." Roa'urn said while releasing his strong grip on Ivect's neck.
Ivect then let out a loud gasp, desperate for air. He knew he could hold it for a long time, and a very long one indeed, but this atmosphere of his nightmares caused his stockpile of oxygen to stop working all the sudden.
"You okay Ivect?" Davoskis asked.
"I am fine, thank you. Just this ship reminds me of disaster. I usually have another pocket of air that I can use so that I can travel from Jupiter to Ceres." Ivect said.
"You are from Jupiter!?" Tricia gasped after he said that.
"Yes, and I hate the journey to here. Anyways, My friend has been captured by the Terrace capitol and I need your help breaking him out before he dies in their hands." Ivect stated.
"He says that if we succeed, we will have help from him or others, finding SIVA and we will be rewarded greatly." Roa'urn continued Ivect's terms. "Caughantis. Turn the ship right and you will be in the direction of Terrace. Prepare the Goliath tank and the augmented spider tank. "
The ship began turning and the beings inside felt it's motion. None fell at all though. Davoskis walked away and climbed up the wall. "If you need anything from us, than that is what we will do." Davoskis said while climbing up the wall. He suddenly disappeared, like the Kell was that fast. Roa'urn watched as fallen ran to the skiff. "Reminds me of the house of wolves. The good old days." Roa'urn said while sighing. Ivect then lost the memories of the Terrace carrier and felt his air sac work again, with the ketch's air not being so cold anymore, at least to him anyway. One of the captains came up the Roa'urn and said to him that they will land the ketch in a similar location to Caughantis's rendezvous that he sets. Caughantis however was at the top of the ship, being a vex hydra who was controlling the ketch's primary functions. However the captain quickly came up, and demanded to Caughantis so that he would control the primary functions. Caughantis stepped down on the privileges and controlled the modules located all over the ship.
Ivect then had his head start vibrating gently, just enough for him not to feel it or show, but enough for him to know. Caughantis sensed the carrier and Ivect sensed Mideran. Meanwhile in the hangar, Davoskis manned the SIVA-affected spider tank, and the skiff picked it up while Davoskis was not feeling anything that suggests that he was upside down. Roa'urn did not man the Goliath tank, and the Harvester was full of centurions and legionaries. Phalanxes were the minority to shield the offensive unit. Soon, there was just Psions and a few vandals that have shock rifles on the ketch.
Stealth activated on the ketch, not to be seen on radar at all. All the ships released from the hangar also got that benefit. A Vandal walked up to Ivect telling him to deploy with the Psions when they land. Ivect then thought to his head that they might actually breach in and save him, and hoped for the best. The vandal then walked away and walked to the balcony.
Davoskis then dropped down from the skiff, telling his comrades to let him do this solo. He then reinitialized the systems, not letting the legs of the tank become the weakness. The harvester then stayed with the ketch, while Davoskis lined up for a surprise attack. Davoskis made the spider tank go invisible, so that nobody would ever know that he was about to directly blast through the execution site.
-Davoskis is in position. Ivect, This relies on your sense. If you can sense him about to be executed, call it out. We cannot afford to make mistakes on this one.-
Ivect. silently whispered; "Mideran. Hold on, Help is on the way."
Another 2k word chapter has been completed. The Kell Davoskis is about to find out that its not their unit alone. Remember in chapter 11, where Sasha, Tuo/Inaj, and Deji agree to protect the Sevawing named Mideran if things go wrong, even if they have to break all the laws? This will mean that two sides will be planning the perfect plan to try and get him out. Problem is, that Only one will work. Which one will it be? Find out in Chapter 16.
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