Part 62: INTERLUDE: TERRORISTS

The Elevator overwrite program was active and the doors opened. Steven commanded his group inside and then the dumbest thing ever happened, he dropped the Spore bomb and the baseball sized doom device rolled away!

He yelled at his followers. “Go! I will be right behind you in the next one!”

The program could not be stopped. The timing was crucial.

He ran after his bomb, hoping the device was not damaged, while the Elevator doors hissed close and his team went up.

Sharpton sighed. “What a clown. Let’s hit the rich bastards and mow down a good lot and that will give give us all the Ears we need. My Girls will have done their part by now. Lets cause some mayhem, make our demands and get rich!”

The elevator ride should have not lasted more than two minutes but it seemed to last much longer.

Sharpton said.” Activate your guns now.”

The doors opened and they stormed out. Sharpton and the Gore Defenders stared into the ready weapons of a platoon of Ultra Marines and Cerberus Robots.

A woman in a long black dress with long white hair said. “Welcome to the party. Nice for you to stop by. Now fight us or give up, makes no difference to me.”

Sharpton immediately thought Steven had sold them out, him dropping the bomb was just a rouse. If he would get out of this alive he would kill that traitor.

The fanatic girl with the Shrap-Gun yelled and fired. Or at least tried to, her gun did not work. One of the Marines backhanded her across the face.

The woman glared at Sharpton and the most hidden deepest fears suddenly surfaced in him and he cried like a baby in total horror and wanted to tell the woman anything she ever wanted to know.

She laughed cold. “They really thought they could succeed, their Saresii Psi shields are not bad, but you forgot your regular bio-electric signatures. We had you on our monitors for the entire time. Now where is the bomb?”

Sharpton coughed blood, the horror of the mental attack were so utterly frightful he cried. “He is still down there with the bomb.”

The elevator door opened again and Mao stomped out holding Steven in one fist and a spherical object in the other. “Midshipman Mao Vouza reporting, I found a loon in the basement with an active Spore Bomb.”

Alycia Lichfangh, the PSI Corps General smiled. “Well done Midshipman. A friend of yours cleaned house upstairs and the situation is under control and the VIPs will never know.”

“Eric rounded up the rest?”

She laughed. “No surprisingly, not. Now let’s get these clowns interrogated and out of here. We need to find their helpers too.”