Chapter 5

It's Nerve wracking, sure, it's my decision, got both tired of all that Internal Drama and Worried The PMC backers were starting to decide that its Utility was nearing and so they would clean house. Most of what pushed me to take the proverbial deal with the Devil is selfish, no hiding it, not when said selfishness involves basically Assets the PMC owned and amount to basically enough to give any RUSS Operation Commander second thoughts on how to approach their given Mission.

The door of the room I was in opens, Three people enter, only one I recognize, the Person who offered me such Demonic sweet deal. Mike. The other two, Twins perhaps? But then, since when did the Holy Kaiserin of OZEV had a Twin sister?

"Kaiserin, this is Christina Shpagin, former commander of the best Forces of the PMC B&C, Berezov & Carlisle"

I stand up and exchange a Polite shake of hands.

"It's my Pleaseure to meet you, Holy-"

"-Just Kaiserin will be Fine for now."

"As you wish."

Despite her Smile, a Business one, essential skill for both those in Corporate or Politics, Guess this will be really an Uphill battle to Negotiate. We sit on Opposed sides, a Secretary dressed woman with quite the curves, just within my- BUSINESS! THIS IS BUSINESS CHRIS!

"I will be frank, your request to be allowed to bring the amount of material with you is…. A hard topic."

She's being open, the request is indeed absurd, the amount of material, all that would be under my command even here, was a risky idea for her side. But I can't take anything but that.

"I understand, but i-"

"-I am willing to accept such request."

"Huh?"

"BUT, there will be a catch, no having the cake and eating it."

She's willing to let me have THAT much? Even if her Life wouldn't be at Risk, the amount of damage I could cause alone is…. No… she said it, there's a catch, maybe an explosive leash? Accept to relinquish absolute command over?

"You will have to work as Part of a new Military Force I am planning to Implement soon."

"What?"

Putting me straight away as part of a Major Military strategy? Just WHAT?

"Take this to Heart, Mike is why I am willing to entertain such Daring request for such Talented Individual willing to Betray her Fatherland, he pushed some not so cheap concessions for your sake. I know him well enough to trust him."

"I see, may I know just what you expect of me in this new Military force?"

"Results. Good ones for the Sake of OZEV."

Mike decides to Intervene, both him and that Kaiserin Lookalike stood behind her.

"If you don't Mind, you heard the news of a month Before she took over, right? The one of a Sub?"

It dawns on me, a Space force, while even Dolls need to be Purpose Built to withstand Orbital Space conditions, that's for Dedicated Models that were to be sent to the Moon or Mars, places where the Ability to survive cosmic radiation for years even was a priority, a Satellite Orbit outpost? Some Retrofitting and in some cases, just putting them in Special combat suits would do the Job easy enough.

"Alright, I Accept."

"Wunderbar, The sooner we get your sweeties here, the Sooner you can start your job, Hope Staying in a Space Base won't be a problem for you."

Damn….

"Worry Not, I am generous with my Contracts, you will have plenty of Vacation time to enjoy some Firm ground and Gravity."

I Leave, the Secretary that Guides me out turns her head to me and wink, shit, she's one of those famous she Wolves of the Kaiserin? Oh my Darlings, give me force to KEEP myself under control! Huh? I never told the Kaiserin about that? Nor anyone not from the Base- she got me…. Damn….

X-X-X-X

Tanya POV

Once I know she's away from the Building, I relax and let out a damn sigh.

"She BETTER be worth the costs, Pulling enough Militarized Hardware from a Caucasian Area of Importance? IF Anya's girls manage to Pull that with your kids help, that WILL have to enter Germania's Books of Legendary Asspulls."

Mike lets his good honest smile out.

"She will. Knowing both that you're invested in her as an Investment and more will come if she deliver results will be enough for now."

For now… so if she manages to succeed long enough… well, if she's as good of a Commander Mike's reports tell me, then she will be a welcome ally.

"And once that's not enough?"

"By then her mother's inheritance will come to play."

"Mind telling us?"

"Internet stuff, you know what kind."

Oh just so wonderful… what's next, Eldritch outer gods?

"Also my daughter Marie is Visiting."

"And?"

"BET will set shop here finally, alongside a Fully equipped HEAL Labs Facility plus some Stark Wolves PMC men. Also, she requests her BET place to be somewhere Barely Populated, Cognito-Hazzards she told me."

I Should keep my mouth shut.

"Fine, Somewhere isolated? The area that neighbohoors Castle Schwarztein should be safe, right?"

"Good enough, Maybe Visit the castle one day, nice view."

"And what else? Satanic and Demonic Rituals happened in an alt timeline? It was the HQ of an Once Mythos based research facility?"

A mere Shrug, well, if Other worlds exist, what to say of Alt versions of the worlds I lived and some of this one just ended going as I snarked? Forget it, WE have enough with this one, why bother with other versions if they each would have THEIR Tanya to keep shit from going downhill, not Like I died in one of them and was taken over by an Asshole from Hell or Nyarlatothep, right? Better stop tempting fate for them, did enough for OURSELVES, right?

"Right, once things are calmer and Germania long OZEV isn't in a Sorry state, maybe. For now, I need data on that fucking RUSS sub manned by Tatsuya Loyal Parasitized bots."

Work for what remained was a welcome thing, just some light reading and giving Anya the go ahead to start taking Chris's belongings out from that Base. Yes, yes, keep myself from going back to that sad loop of Sadness, work aside, what else? Hm…. Thinking more, that Chris lass had quite the Body-

-No, bad! BAD TANYA! ARGH!

FUCK YOU BEING X WHEREVER YOU MAY BE!

Cyber Senki 2877

Jimmy suddenly has a burst of mad sneezing, so much he ends in the Hospital and thus fails his Test for a Space Engineer license, only nine years later would he get to explore space to escape Tanya Earth, aboard the KSS Degurechaff, a Space vessel tasked with spreading Tanyaism to the Universe.

A Week Later, B&C Owned Base of Sector P13

Returning here so fast would be strange and even suspicion raising, but I knew better once Mike had shown me one of his Sources, The Brit, getting me To Germania without the KCCO or RUSS internal security Bureau finding out was done so fast and easily, I realized my existence and even being offered that deal was merely them being generous. The Kamolov HMVV copy model I was aboard stopped, one look told all, I was back, the ever boorish garage for the Vehicles my Darlings use for Local perimeter patrols, and free of Cameras even, so my arrival when I was supposedly working since a Week ago wouldn't be spotted.

"Welcome back, Commander."

My Adjutant Doll, RO635, her name, which by PMC norms is the gun the Doll's FCS unit was calibrated for, but RO's gun is a RO991, Whenever I pointed that she got flustered and went the 'Po-tay-to, po-tah-to, all the same' rant about her gun. That was cute to see, but the following sour mood wasn't worth it.

"I'm back, how're things?"

She gives me my Tablet, Data of this Week's operations, Mails from KCCO or the Government, an encrypted mail from that Albish asshole….. yep, more of the same.

"Oh, just before you arrived, a Secretary of our new Employer has come to plan how we will be sent to our new home."

"Huh?"

I turn to her and demand details, NOW.

"Uhh… she just arrived, half an hour before you, Light Brown Hair, Curves in the right places, a friendly aura…"

I sigh, so we ARE doing this ASAP, huh?

"Have her escorted anywhere she goes, and make sure everyone is warned, she's a VIP, but OPSEC takes priority."

"Understood!"

She's already hard at work to relay the Orders, SO serious! I like that about her.

The Reports, talking with Ms. Helen about the arrangements for our full defection to Germania, and then keep things looking normal took a LOT of time. Fuck, being Tired doing merely paperwork and Meetings shouldn't be THAT demanding, even my Mother's training wasn't this draining.

Oh yes, Mom, she was right…. RUSS, USRR, whatever, Fatherland isn't all I believed it could be, rather it proved all her painful memories right. Stupid Naïve Girl I am, right?

Faking an ID, doing years in this Broken and Messed Military alongside a growing unstable Government. And me, leading these Darlings, mom was right here as well, Dolls are SUCH sweety damn ladies. But in the end, WHAT had all this gotten everyone that went with my antics got? One troublesome dumpster fire after another, only for the Radicalized KCCO and that Traitorous Albish snake to be making Clear this PMC days are over…..

Mom was right…. Just Like for Germania, and the world overall with "Degurechaff was right", my Life was jumping at something my mom warned me about from her own experience, and then when I hit the Titanium Middle Layer of that wall, I recognized she had been warning me. Odd, I took her first name and slapped a random Russy surname, yet my Life was merely a Mirror of hers. Commander of a PMC force tasked with a menial Base in the Border garrisons vicinity, start having success, then get thrown around to put out one Fire after another…. And now that My size and fame had gotten worryingly, all those Big fish want me out of the Game… even my once Nice Co-workers became cold….

Oh yes…. Mom had A rank mage potential, right? Then she ended hit by that weird Contagion that wrecked Nothern Asian Federation and is currently contained in the Caucasus and Mongolian areas. She told me she was still an A rank Mage….

No need to keep going deeper, I did my F'up, if that ended being Mom 2.0 Boogaloo, so be it. TIME TO start anew, at least if the Holy Kaiserin is as tales from OZEV describe, delivering results will earn me a better History!

At least she is a beauty…. Maybe we could- NO, NO, NO, BAD CHRIS! SHE IS HIRING YOU! FUCK! Must be what Mom told me she had to learn to deal with after that incident with the Disease.

Well, from a dead end PMC commander in a Base doing jackshit but saving everyone's Political ass to the Commander Tasked with keeping those Dolls using That Sub as a Space base well behaved…. That's a nice progression. I pull from my pocket a small souvenir, I checked for Bugs or anything to spy on me beforehand once I was here, a Wooden statue of a Girl, no wings, but it was clear as day it was the Holy Kaiserin, Thank you, I will make sure to never disappoint your expectations.