Hey Guys! Crescent Rider here, and I'm with Marcus.
Marcus: Hello!
And we welcome you to an Original Chapter of this Story! But unlike the other Original Chapters, This one will be a focus not only on the Empire but also on another faction that was briefly mentioned in one of the previous chapters called. The Sylaneous Order
Marcus:...
And here's the thing about them, I originally planned on having them in this series. But what delayed their supposed appearance was due to the Empire stepping in. But know that I wasn't against the idea.
Marcus: It's true, He isn't.
More information about them will be revealed bit by bit. But in time, you will all learn a lot about them
That is it for now, and I hope you enjoy the episode.
Marcus: Crest doesn't own Rick and Morty. He only owns me!
Imperial Fleet (Marcus Pov)
I was hired by Ragnar once again as his bodyguard, and I'm wearing my usual bodyguard when it comes to Imperial Work. But the prince wasn't the only one on the ship.
Beside him was his fiance, Oko, and in command of the flagship but is none other than Diolra Vex Andrel. The Empress of the Zeno Empire and Wife of Emperor Vagron.
As for why these two are here. Here's a short story...
Flashback... (3rd POV)
After Ragnar called Marcus for another job, We were walking through the hallways. Until a series of steps were rushing towards the two.
One moment later, Someone jumps towards Marcus and presses her large breasts against the side of Marcus' face.
"Marcus!" Oko greeted, "It's been a while!"
"It has been," Marcus said passively, "Now can you please stop pressing your boobs against my face?"
"Oh, will you lighten up for once," Oko said,
"Oko," Ragnar silently pleaded, "Please,
"Ugh... Fine," Oko agreed, then pulls herself away from Marcus... Before embracing Ragnar instead, "But you wouldn't mind me, right?"
"I'm fine with that," Ragnar said,
"Can we get going already? We don't want your father to wait for too long," Marcus said then goes on ahead,
Ragnar and Oko could only watch him go. But the former sighed at his friend's attitude.
"Are you sure he changed? He doesn't look or act different," Oko asked,
"If only you were there when he was happy," Ragnar remarked, and the two continued,
Briefing Room
Imperial Officers, The Royal Family, and Marcus were all present in the room. Once an Imperial Admiral was the last to arrive, today's meeting began as the said admiral salutes to Emperor Vagron.
"Greetings your majesty," The Imperial Admiral greeted,
"At ease, Admiral," Vagron excused, "I've heard that you have something to report regarding an outpost from a local sector?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," The Imperial Admiral then pulled out a holodisk, placed it onto the table, and displays a planet, "We have been receiving reports that several ships arriving in the planet's atmosphere and they have yet to send any transport ships or any transmission to any channel from the outpost,"
"Are they from the Federation?" An Imperial Officer asked,
"No, my sources believe that they belong to another faction existing outside our territories," The Imperial Admiral said,
"The Sylaneous Order," Marcus suddenly spoked out, and everyone turns to him,
"You know them, Marcus?" Ragnar asked,
"Only heard of them from several informants of mine. They aren't like Federation, but they'd prefer to keep the Universe free and independent from any sort of Intergalactic Control. I may also include the Empire," Marcus explained, "But they aren't always looking for a fight though, diplomacy is still a viable option for them,"
"Do you think that those ships are there to negotiate with the planet's populace?" Vagron asked the Imperial Admiral,
"We are not certain at the time being. But the outpost has doubled their security since the arrival of those ships," The Imperial Admiral explained,
"If that is the case," Diolra stood up from her chair, and turned to the holo map, "I will assemble my fleet and try negotiating with them,"
"As tempting as it sounds, I think Ragnar should handle the negotiations with this faction," Vagron suggested, "It could prove as a lesson on how to handle negotiations with other factions properly,"
The Imperial Officers nor did Diolra have any objections to this. As for Ragnar, he stood up from his chair and nods his head to his father, "I will not fail you, father"
"I know you won't," Vagron said,
"May I come as well?" Oko requested,
"Are you sure you want to come along?" Marcus asked, "Even though we're going into an Imperial Territory, The chance of you getting caught by enemies is still possible,"
"Hey! Just because I'm the Prince's fiance doesn't mean I can't take care of myself!" Oko retorted, "And besides, I have my teacher, whose soon to be my mother-in-law, with me. So what's there for me to worry about?"
Diolra could only giggle to herself as she had taught her well, but Marcus didn't mind since that decision is for Ragnar to make. And he knows how it'll end up,
"Well... As long as you're staying with my mother's side. I guess it wouldn't be a problem in having you tag along," Ragnar said, and Oko pumped her fist in triumph,
After that discussion, Everyone assign would soon depart from Emeros to meet with this unknown fleet.
Present (Marcus' POV)
Diolra's Fleet was seen jumping out of hyperspace, and I spent the time waiting by doing some coin tricks while Ragnar and Oko watches.
"How do you do that so well?" Ragnar asked,
"Practice, That's how," I answered, as he caught the coin without even looking at it,
"My lady, We are now arriving at our destination," Imperial Chief Navigation Officer said,
"Notify the other ships to be prepared. If this fleet shows any hostility towards us, let them know that we won't hesitate either," Diolra ordered,
"Understood," Imperial Communication Officer, and began sending her orders to the other ships,
Upon exiting the hyperspace, The fleet of the Sylaneous Order is still there and on standby. (The Ships of Order are the smaller versions of the Mon Calamari Star Cruisers. I won't give any specific details. So feel free to imagine the ships yourselves)
"It looks like they haven't moved yet," An Imperial Officer commented,
"Open a channel, Let's see if they'll talk to us," Diolra ordered,
After some time, A channel was open to the fleet and a face soon popped up on the screen. (The face of choice is similar to Kerrigan's face as the Primal Queen of Blades from StarCraft 2. But it's an older and male version, and has shorter hair than Kerrigan's)
"This is Executor Tyrethe, What seems to be the problem?" Executor Tyrethe stated,
"This is Empress Diolra Vex Andrel of the Empire. Why is your fleet in the presence of Imperial Territory?" Diolra questioned,
"My apologies for intruding to your sector, Your Highness. But my reasons for arriving to this sector is due to the Princess mission's to negotiate with the local populace of this plan," Executor Tyrethe stated, "Of course, We were well aware that the planet is under Imperial Control. But she insisted that we stay here while she and a ship of her bodyguards are sent down and converse with the natives,"
"You do realize that there's an Imperial Outpost stationed there?" Diolra questioned,
"Once again, It was the Princess' order to remain, not my own," Executor Tyrethe said,
"I told you," I said, "The Order prefers Galactic Independence over anything."
Diolra pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head a couple of times. But after regaining her composure, Diolra straightens herself up and clasped her fingers together, "Can we at least talk to her?"
"I will try to reach for her," Executor Tyrethe said,
"Good, in the meantime, I will be sending my son to negotiate with her and see if we can sort this matter peacefully," Diolra said,
"That's our cue!" Oko said,
"What do you mean by 'our', Oko?" I said, "It's only me and Ragnar going down there,"
"No way! I'm not missing this out," Oko said, "I mean, sure it might just be boring talk. But there's no way I'm staying here,"
"Uh..." Ragnar thinks about it while I sighed to him, "Please don't,"
"I mean... It's okay as long as nothing happens," Ragnar said, and Oko pumped her fist in triumph,
"You just don't know when to say 'no' to her now, Can you?" I asked,
"I can, It's just-" Ragnar tried to say, but I put my hand up, and lowered my head from him, "Don't. It's your choice, and I don't get to complain afterward,"
Ragnar stopped while Oko looked concerned with the two.
"I'll go to the docking bay, and prepare the ship. You go gather your best men," I said, then turned to the door. But before I go, I turned to the two once last time, "And don't even think about changing your mind,"
After that, Everyone just watched him go out the door, then Diolra and Oko turns to Ragnar as he scratched the back of his head a couple of times.
"Are you sure that he used to be nice?" Oko asked,
Ragnar stayed silent for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders once at her, "Used to,"
After that, he gathered his bodyguards, entered a ship that's piloted by me, and we make our way to Imperial Outpost first.
Imperial Outpost
Upon landing, The troops stationed in the outpost lined up in a row and waited for the Prince to exit the ship.
As the doors opened, Ragnar, Oko, and I were the first to exit the ship, and the troops immediately saluted at the presence of the prince.
"Prince Ragnar!" The Commanding Officer greeted,
"At ease," Ragnar said, and they all stopped saluting to him, "Do you have any transports you can spare?"
"Yes, sir," The Commanding Officer replied,
"Prepare them, I have a princess to meet up with," Ragnar ordered,
The Commanding Officer saluted then ordered his men to prepare. But as Ragnar turned to Oko and me, he notices the former pouting at her and he realizes what he said earlier.
"Oko, No! That's not what you think, I swear," Ragnar said, while I rolled my eyes at this joking manner,
"The way on how you said it, it almost sounds like you want to meet this princess," Oko said, "
"Oko, I don't fall for every girl I see or hear," Ragnar reasoned, "And for the record, I have never seen nor heard a princess of this Faction before,"
"Right..." Oko said, suspiciously "And for that, I'm keeping my eye on you,"
Ragnar grunts in frustration while I went to his side and pats him on the shoulder a couple of times.
After a while, A Transport vehicle was fully prepared and boarded by Ragnar, Oko, Imperial Bodyguards while I took over the driver's seat.
Once I've started the engine, The vehicle's transmitter was soon online and a holographic Diolra pops up.
"Marcus, Executor Tyrethe has given me the coordinates of the princess. Sending it to you now," Diolra said, and sent the details to him, "And a fair warning for you and Ragnar, The Princess is stubborn, and is guarded by a couple of elite fighters. So don't get on her bad side,"
"Got it," I said, and started driving the vehicle to the designated location,
A Few Hours Later...
After a long trek of driving across treacherous terrain and dangerous wildlife. We've arrived at a village where the supposed princess is located.
Everyone soon went out of the vehicle and walk towards the natives' village.
The populace of the planet was known as the As'uth, and their way of life is similar to that of native humans on earth and their features are almost human. But their eyes are vertical, they have multicolored skin, and their clothes are somewhat tribal.
As they went further into the village, I spot a certain ground and nudged onto Ragnar and gestured my head to that group.
Ragnar takes a deep breath then he and everyone walked towards the group and the latter followed as well.
Once the two groups were a few feet away, Ragnar and I take a few steps forward while the Princess and her trusted bodyguard steps forward as well.
Apparently, The Princess was rather... smaller than Ragnar and me by chest height and her bodyguard was a little taller than us.
The Princess has short and brown wavey hair, violet eyes, wears a long-sleeved white dress, and holsters a small blaster gun on her right hip. As for her bodyguard, He has short ginger hair, violet eyes, wore light battle armor, and some sort of sword handle attached to his left hip.
"So you're the Imperial Prince?" The Princess inquired,
"I am, What do you make of it?" Ragnar said,
"My Executor had told me about you, and what I know is that you wish to talk to me?" The Princess asked,
"Before that, Can we at least know your name first?" Ragnar asked,
"Good point, My name is Princess Lylia. 4th Daughter of my father, A Hierarch of the Order," The Princess introduced herself, "And my bodyguard's name is Coreul. Care to share your names now?"
"I am Prince Ragnarous Vex Andrel, as for my bodyguard. His name is Marcus Smith," Ragnar introduced,
"Marcus Smith..." Princess Lylia wondered for a moment, but soon recognizes the name as she turns to me, "You're a mercenary,"
"My, My, How did you know?" I asked,
"My brother once hired you for a mission. But I must say, that many credits for one job? You're way overpriced," Princess Lylia said,
"There can only be one me, so it's natural that I charge double for my formidable jobs," I explained, "Triple if the job's suicide,"
"But personally, I didn't know that you would work for this Empire as well," Princess Lylia said, then glances at Ragnar, "And bodyguarding an Imperial Prince. Quite a risky move if you know what I mean,"
"His contract doesn't concern me," Ragnar stated, "But now that we've set our introductions aside. It's time we discuss the main topic at hand, why is your fleet on Imperial Territory?"
"Isn't it obvious? By the Order's decree, We wish to make this planet independent to any and all intergalactic control. This also includes sending your Imperial Outpost back to where it once came," Prince Lylia explained quite sternly,
"Do you realize we aren't bothering the natives of this planet," Ragnar said, "I once read a report that a military officer spoke with the natives peacefully and stated their conditions. In exchange for setting up an outpost on this place, the natives only demanded that they are not to bother by any sorts,"
"But how long do you think that deal will last? A month? A year?" Princess Lylia stated, "Some of the natives are getting nervous despite the distance between them and that outpost. If by some incident that a native wandered there and alerted your troops-"
"What makes you think that they'll wander that far? Just by coming here, We've crossed treacherous terrain and encountered dangerous wildlife. What makes you think the natives will wander that far?" Ragnar pointed out,
After a while, The two would argue regarding the Imperial Outpost and I got bored as it went on.
I never liked diplomacy when it escalates to long arguments. But, I would tolerate it as long as I get paid in the long run.
But not long after, my wristband detects something within range and displayed a caution icon with the radiation logo in the center.
As the argument went on, I slowly walked away and Oko notices and went after me.
Once I was away from the group, Oko went to my side, "What's wrong?"
"My systems are detecting radiation within this area. Which is strange since I've checked this planet before and there were no signs of radiation whatsoever," I stated,
"It is bad?" Oko asked,
"Not really. In fact, This type of radiation is too weak to harm any aliens," I said, "But harmful if exposed to an open wound, ingested, or years of exposure,"
"Where is it coming from?" Oko questioned,
I scanned the area with my wristband and detected the source to a nearby house. I went to that location after gesturing to Oko to stay put as I investigate the source.
First, I greeted the occupants with their native tongue, then asked that they leave the house for a while. Once I've kneeled down on a certain area, the wristband started blinking loudly, pulled out a shovel, and started digging a hole.
After some time, I discovered something small and glowing beneath the ground and slowly reached out for it. Once I've pulled it out, I started scanning it and a match was found.
Apparently, The rock in question has a lot of names. But most people call it Tyrandite, and it's commonly used to power surveillance-type ships for long periods of space travel, or power cells for high caliber blasters.
What makes this so valuable is that it's illegal to make if the assembly is poorly made, and there were multiple incidents in the past that these crystals have caused multiple causalities in a matter of days...
I've decided to place the crystal into a small but highly resistant bag, sealed it up, then detoxified my armor from any and all radiation that was emitted by the crystal.
Once the armor was clear of radiation, reburied the hole I made and left the house to rejoin with the others.
Apparently, They were still arguing. But I've decided to end it all by intervening with them, "Pardon me for interrupting. But I have a question that I would like to ask of you,"
"What is it, Marcus?" Ragnar asked, and Princess Lylia simply turned to him,
"Do any of you know what Tyrandite is?" I asked,
"Why would you mention a dangerous source for power?" Princess Lylia answered,
"Maybe it had something to do with this," I said, then proceeded in holding the bag up containing the said crystal,
Apparently, this puts everyone on edge as they all backed off from me and wore concerned looks on their faces.
"Marcus! Put that down!" Ragnar yelled,
"You're going to get us killed with that thing!" Princess Lylia yelled while hiding behind her bodyguard,
"Relax, This crystal is too small to hurt anybody," I assured, "If you want to be really concerned about it. Then you shouldn't be stumbling upon a larger crystal of this stuff,"
"So you're saying that it's safe?" Ragnar inquired,
"If it wasn't, Then I wouldn't be holding this right now," I said, and everyone started calming down,
"Well, that's a relieve," Ragnar said,
"But Tyrandite isn't only used for a power source," Coreul revealed,
"What do you mean?" Ragnar questioned,
"Tyrandite has a molecular compound quite similar to certain drugs that are found in several sectors of our territory," Coreul explained, "There are quite a few groups that I know who would kill to have such an amount,"
"Such as?" Ragnar said,
As I thought about it, I listed every group that's most notable towards drug trafficking. Apparently, one group, in particular, has a certain practice that removes the radiation. But makes it highly addictive after prolonged usage of the drug.
But that's when I realize that the potent of the drug can be used to enhance the physical strength and senses of the user.
"Oh no..." I muttered,
"Prince Ragnar!" An Imperial Bodyguard called out, "I received a report from the outpost. Multiple unidentified ships have suddenly appeared from hyperspace and is engaging the Empress' Fleet!"
"What!" Ragnar exclaimed,
I soon turned to Princess Lylia, and it turns out that she too had received the same report from her Executor.
The only group that's brave enough to go against both factions to collect such substances...
...
...
...
Was none other than his own Syndicate...
"We've received an update from her Majesty. The fleet in question belongs to the Reaper's Syndicate," An Imperial Bodyguard reported,
"Who would have thought that the Reaper himself would go the trouble of getting into two factions to take the Tyrandite," Princess Lylia said, and Ragnar nodded his head at that,
As for me, I remained calm as to not show any emotion for my own syndicate. But I make a mental note that the one who organized this operation is going to get it.
"With a sizable fleet on the Reaper's Syndicate, I'm afraid that our ships and Imperial will not hold them for long," Coreul said,
"Then about this then. We put this argument aside in the meantime and work together until the Syndicate is off this sector," I suggested to Ragnar and Princess Lylia.
The two then glanced at each other, and tensions between them were a bit high. But with the situation now. They don't have any other options in the matter.
Ragnar and Princess Lylia then shook hands and declared a temporary alliance until the Syndicate has been dealt with.
The first part of the plan is to gather the natives and have them evacuate the area since the village is good for making a perfect landing zone for the enemy, and a poor defensive position for them due to lack of heavy cover and tight corners to escape from.
Therefore, everyone decided to head into the outpost and form a defensive position there. But they required some transports for themselves as they used the only transport they have for the natives while the rest remain and wait for a second
Thus, They need to wait while Ragnar and Lylia ordered their bodyguards to certain locations in case Transport ships of the Syndicate are sent to the surface.
But that's when the weapons of the Order were shown to all as they pulled out their blaster's rifles (Models are Customed C-10 Rifle) and Coreul weapon of choice was a blue lightsaber.
Ragnar then felt his shoulder being tapped by his bodyguard and proceeds to give a status update, "Your Majesty, The Empress, and the Executor are still holding their defenses. But some of the enemy shuttles have broken through the defensive line and reaching the surface as we speak,"
"Do you have a fix on where they are going to land?" Ragnar asked,
"Not much, but they will be landing near this area in short notice," Imperial Bodyguard stated,
Ragnar nodded at that, while I still felt concerned that my own Syndicate would involve themselves in this sort of fight.
After several minutes of waiting, Multiple troops of the Syndicate started emerging from the woods and engaged with Empire/Order Alliance.
Despiting hold a firm battle line, The Syndicate Troops outnumber them all and they were well trained, unlike Federal Troops.
Princess Lylia seemed well trained in the ways of warfare considering that she had taken out a few enemy troops with her blaster while Coreul served as her defender due to his skills with the lightsaber and predictably of blaster fire.
After some time, a convoy of two imperial transport arrived and everyone started evacuating the area before they get themselves overrun by the enemy.
With everyone on board the transport, The drivers quickly everyone out of the village as Syndicate Troops kept pouring into the area.
Imperial Outpost
The transports soon arrived and everyone disembarks from the vehicle and the medical unit rushed in and aided the troops that were injured from the fight.
Meanwhile, Ragnar, Oko, Lylia, Coreul, and I went to the outpost's intelligence room and discuss the current situation of Empress Diolra and Executor Tyrethe.
Once both channels were established, Diolra and Tyrethe appeared in a holographic display and began with the situation.
"Executor, What is your current status?" Princess Lylia questioned,
"The fleet's holding. Without the assistance of the Imperial Empress, we would have perished by the enemy,"
"And what about you, Mom? How's your fleet holding?" Ragnar asked,
"You don't have to worry. My fleet has faced worse than this battle. Speaking of which, Why would the Reaper's Syndicate suddenly appear in this sector all of a sudden?" Diolra questioned,
"It has something to do with this," I said, as I brought my wristband, and displayed a hologram of the Tyranite Crystal, "Look familiar?"
"Those are Tyranite Crystals! Why would it come to a place such as this one," Executor Tyrethe exclaimed,
"Apparently, there's a possibility that this planet contains such deposits. Therefore, it's only natural that someone wants to get their hands on it," I commented, "But that brings up this question,"
All eyes were on me, as I stated the question to all of them, "How did they know?"
Soon, Everyone became suspicious to this assumption and they all glanced at each other as they assume several possibilities behind the Syndicate's sudden attack. Among all of them, The one they don't want to assume is that a member of the Syndicate is within the Imperial Military Rank and it would a difficult task to identify that person.
But they've put this aside as they focus on the main task at hand
"We should put this on a later date. Right now, The enemy is currently on route to your location as we speak," Diolra stated,
"Here? But why?" Oko asked,
"Apparently, My scanners have detected a large deposit of Tyranite not too far from the outpost's location, and in order to get to that. Their going to have to push through that base you're all standing in," Executor Tyrethe stated,
"Is there a way we can force them out of the sector?" Ragnar asked,
"There's one, but in return. This planet must be free of Imperial Control," Princess Lylia stated,
'They were right, she is stubborn,' I commented,
"Are you seriously thinking that we would accept to your demands, and let you take over this planet?" Diolra outrageously demanded, "Then I might as well deal with this fleet myself,"
"We have no intention of taking over. What we want is for the natives to be free from Intergalactic Control," Princess Lylia stated, "Also, The Syndicate is nothing like the Federation. For they carry some if not most of the sophisticated yet dangerous weaponry known to my sector and yours. If by some chance their operation gets delayed, They might send in something far worse than this fleet at us,"
"I hate to say it, but the Princess' got a point," I pointed out, "I've had my run-in with the Syndicate a couple of times, and I have seen weapons that you would never expect to see in battle. If the commander of that fleet sends in more ships in the sector, Then you'll have yourselves outgunned in matter of hours,"
On the Imperial side, They were left to wonder what they will do. If they accept the Princess' offer, it would lead to a loss of a single planet. If they refuse, then the chances of enemy reinforcements arriving are high and they would all be overwhelmed even before they could retaliate.
If they try to delay this fleet any further, then the one who organized this operation would send in more to ensure that they get what they want from the planet. For the Reaper's policy, 'If you can't have it, It's better to take than ask for it.'
"Very well," Diolra said, "Once this is all over, I will order the troops out of that sector,"
Princess Lylia nods at this agreement, then turns to her Executor, "Tyrethe, Send in reinforcements, and contact the nearest fleet to aid us at once,"
"Understood, your majesty," Executor Tyrethe said,
"In the meantime, We will hold a defensive position against the enemies that landed on the surface and ensure that they don't take this place," Princess Lylia explained, "However..."
"We lack the necessary equipment to prolong the fight," Coreul said, "Even with the combination of our weapons and the Empire here. It will not be enough to what those men have in store,"
"Then leave that to me," I said, "But I will require something in return,"
"Is money the only thing you think about?" Princess Lylia questioned,
"No! In exchange for my assistance," I brought the bag containing the crystal, and smirked at her, "I was a bag full of Tyrandite with me,"
This brought some concern on the Order's side that the princess herself glanced at Ragnar and Oko. They just shrugged their shoulders as if they're saying that they should trust him to this matter.
Therefore, Princess Lylia sighed and reluctantly agreed to her request, "Fine, but you better not betray us, Mercenary,"
"I'd rather shoot myself than do just that, Princess," I stated, then I went out to prepare the necessary equipment,
Meanwhile, the rest organize their troops while Diolra and Executor Tyrethe sends any and all available troops to the surface.
Thus, The battle between them and the Syndicate begins...
Back on Earth (Bonus!)
You all may wonder, 'How does Marcus handle life on Earth while he works as an Interdimensional Mercenary?'.
Well, Here's how he does it!
Earlier, Interdimensional Room (Marcus' POV)
After accepting a job from Ragnar, I've recalled that there are some things that I need to deal with in College.
So before I went out to do my work, I marched my way towards a large tube and placed my right arm onto a terminal.
A mechanical arm then pops up from the terminal, grasp onto the wrist of my right arm, and a needle was soon injected inside my arm and took some of my blood.
Of course, I groaned in pain. But I endure as the blood slowly goes up the tube and into the chamber while the mechanical arm releases me as a gripped onto my puncture wound.
Moments later, the tube suddenly opens and revealed an advanced humanoid android with my exact features of mine. Once the blood was inside it, it activates and Nanotech reshaped its exterior in a matter of seconds and replicated my looks, appearance, as well as creating my clothing.
"Good afternoon, Marcus," My android clone greeted,
"Good afternoon," I greeted back, "I assume you know what you're going to do today?"
"Affirmative," My android clone stated, "My tasks involve in temporarily handling your role here on Earth while you are assigned to a job as a Mercenary,"
"Indeed, but you better act natural. You're taking over my schedule as me, and acting as a regular human is essential," I said,
"Understood, recalibrate speech to yours now," My android clone stated, and calibrating his speeches. Moments later, he finishes and started talking, "Is this better?"
I smiled and tapped onto his shoulder a couple times, "You'll do great,"
"I will," My android clone said, then activated the teleporter to send him into my campus.
Dorm Room (3rd POV)
Marcus' Android Clone arrives and Aurora was just opening the door to see him.
"Hey there you are, Marcus," Aurora said, "Come on, Class is about to start and it'll be boring without you around,"
"Sure thing, I'm just going to get my books for a moment," Marcus' Android Clone said, grabbed the books for today's schedule, and went with Aurora for today's class.
With the real Marcus gone, His Android Clone would his daily activity occupied until his return from a job...
That is it for this part of the chapter. What comes next is the battle!
Marcus: And I'm involved in it as well.
Right, You're facing your own Syndicate in this battle. And are you okay with it though?
Marcus: I'm cool with it. After all, If I don't want to get any unwanted attention from both factions. I must play my part even if it means facing my own organization.
If you say so, and as for the second part. I will work on that in first of February since I need some time to think for the general plot, or whenever I need to fix some mistakes here and there.
Marcus: And let's not forget you working on your other stories.
Right, that too. But before we end this, It's time to reply to the reviews of the previous chapter!
Timesliger: Ok please don't tell me that Marcus had sex with Eliza when they met against her will, I really feel like Marcus should have more empathy, he did end up like this, I'm don't complaining, I'm just curious
As much as I want to answer your question... I MUST REFUSE!
For I will be revealing that part at some point in the future!
emoryjmorrill: Fun
Thanks, I really appreciated even if it's just one word.
omega5342: Man, are you on a roll here! But here's a quick question. You see, Rick's true backstory has been revealed in the Season Five finale, where the events of the series have been played out due to the Citadel (or at the very least, the Rick that contacted him) killing off Rick's wife and daughter because he rejected their offer. As such, Rick began hunting down the Rick that killed his family, however failing and helping the surviving Ricks build the Citadel and the Central Finite Curve as a truce between him and the other Ricks before ultimately settling down with a version of his daughter, which made him an incredibly tragic character and made him very sympathetic.
Why change that? I'm not asking how, but why do you want to change the whole story?
Oh... You mean that. What meant is that adding something at the end of that episode, and I won't change the whole reveal or sequence of Rick's true backstory.
JUANMARTIN202000: es muy bueno
I've translated what you said, and I thank you. But please use English next time.
Gamelover41592: excellent work on this chapter and lots of funny stuff in this glad he let Summer in on the secret.
Thanks, your support really means a lot.
zack24: tom and jerry a classic
A classic indeed...
Marcus: And one that will not die!
That is it for the reviews of the previous and a little reminder to everyone. I don't reply to reviews posted on the old chapters! Only to the reviews, I find in this chapter!
Other than that, That is all I have to say at this moment, stay safe from the virus, and as always. I will see you all in the next part of the episode.
Marcus: Stay safe you everybody *Leaves*
Crescent Rider has signed out...