{"id":1543,"date":"2020-06-12T14:13:14","date_gmt":"2020-06-12T18:13:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=1543"},"modified":"2020-06-12T14:13:14","modified_gmt":"2020-06-12T18:13:14","slug":"tmc-8-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/tmc-8-7\/","title":{"rendered":"TMC 8-7"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>\u201cOnce the Metarex launch their pods, we\u2019ll activate the Survival board,\u201d Silas called to his troops. He had been making sure MECH knew the plan for the past several days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFather,\u201d sighed Sylvia, \u201cwe already know the plan. We\u2019ve been inundated with it ever since we made contact with the Metarex.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI need to make sure we\u2019re clear, my dear Sylvia,\u201d answered Silas. \u201cNow, when the board is fully powered, we will use it to travel to the nearest habitable planet and\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWait out the effects of the spores,\u201d mumbled Sylvia. \u201cYeah, yeah, we got it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIf you would let me finish,\u201d hissed Silas as he undid the wrappings of his mask and took the goggles off. \u201cwe will then begin colonization efforts of our own.\u201d Sylvia then started giving her full attention to her father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSorry, Sylvia lost here,\u201d she yelped. \u201cSylvia totally not getting it. \u2018Colonization efforts\u2019? What about retaking this planet?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s what I thought the plan was,\u201d remarked a soldier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBetter to let the Metarex have a dying world than for us to be constantly reminded of our failure to fulfill our mission of superiority,\u201d Tower answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThis is OUR planet, not the Metarex\u2019s!\u201d protested another soldier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTower, this whole story is putting you on very shaky ground!\u201d called a third.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou will address me as Silas, soldier!\u201d snapped Tower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHe\u2019s got a point,\u201d remarked a fourth soldier. \u201cWhy be reminded of our failure to dominate the animals? Better to take the unevolved ones and start again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI did NOT hear you say that, Fred!\u201d snarled the first soldier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEnough, all of you,\u201d called Tower. \u201cWe, the Mechanically Efficient Champions of Humanity, will survive ONLY if we are united. As the current wielder of our founder\u2019s name, I will ensure our survival in any way\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAbraham Tower!\u201d hissed Sylvia. As Tower turned to rebuke his daughter, she put her spiked gloves on. \u201cYOU ARE RELIEVED OF COMMAND!\u201d Sylvia then reeled back and punched him so hard, he was knocked a few yards backwards. As Sylvia charged, Tower put on his own gloves, electric ones, and started fighting back. It was a stalemate with both combatants blocking the other\u2019s blows. Sylvia had the advantage of youth, but Tower had the advantage of experience. However, he taught Sylvia too well. She was more flexible in her thinking. She grabbed a tarp and threw it onto Tower. As he struggled to get it off, Sylvia threw a mop bucket in his path. A FULL mop bucket. He tripped over it, then regained his balance and got the tarp off. \u201cFather, you are a traitor to MECH!\u201d shouted Sylvia. \u201cYou would let aliens take our world while you flee from it like a coward! We were made to rule this world, OUR world! That is why I will take the position of Silas!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNO!\u201d roared Tower as he activated his gloves. \u201cI AM THE TRUE LEADER OF\u2026!\u201d He forgot the full mop bucket he tripped over. Electricity arced all over him. He managed to get the gloves away from him as medical staff assisted him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMECH,\u201d Sylvia began, \u201cis this what we fought for? To allow aliens to take our world? To simply flee this planet like cowards? This is a human\u2019s world and I intend to keep it that way! Who\u2019s with me?!\u201d The majority of troops cheered their support of Sylvia, the new Silas of MECH.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cStay where you are!\u201d grunted Tower as he leveled a concealed gun at Sylvia. Her followers almost reached for theirs until Sylvia raised her hand, giving a silent order to stand down. The troops remembered the Tarzamp Signal generator, so they simply followed Sylvia out. \u201cSTAY WHERE YOU ARE! THAT\u2019S AN ORDER!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSorry,\u201d called one of the doctors that joined Sylvia, \u201cbut we have a planet to consider.\u201d The base was cleared as Tower and his few followers remained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOrders, sir?\u201d asked a soldier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThere are too few of us,\u201d sighed Tower. \u201cMy own daughter dares betray me. Repopulation efforts have dried up. I must tell the Metarex the unfortunate news.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe latest in Tarzamp dampeners,\u201d called Ratchet. \u201cWith this, we\u2019ll be able to storm the MECH base!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s a glorified watch!\u201d remarked Cosmo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIf we could focus for a cycle,\u201d called Optimus. \u201cThe Space Colony is equipping itself with the newest in Mobian weaponry. That should take care of Scarship, at least delaying him. If ground forces are launched, G.U.N has troops stationed at every strategic point.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut the Metarex troops have arcanite armor!\u201d protested Cosmo. \u201cTheir weapons won\u2019t scratch even the weakest Trooper-class Metarex!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you for your opinions,\u201d hissed Topaz, showing irritation, \u201cbut, right now, we\u2019re not listening!\u201d She commed someone. \u201cTails, your project, if you please!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cProject: Typhoon is ready!\u201d called Tails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat good will that do?!\u201d snapped Cosmo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGiven what went into its construction,\u201d replied Optimus, \u201ca lot, hopefully.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s it made of?\u201d asked Cosmo, confused at Optimus\u2019 surge of energy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe only rezardium deposit on this planet!\u201d explained Optimus. \u201cEquipped with the same shields as Scarship, he\u2019ll have a tough time destroying it! And, with the bio-tech you gave us, it is equipped with something that was once considered impossible technology, the Warp Field Driver!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe\u2026what?!\u201d quizzed Cosmo. \u201cAre you telling me\u2026?\u201d The ground rumbled, cutting her off. It then split, but the fissure was man-made. As it opened slowly, something rose from the concealed hangar. 300 meters in length, an orange nosecone, white with blue trim, a large bridge tower, a runway at the bow, and a large hangar to hold several fighter craft, it was an impressive vessel. \u201cA starship?!\u201d breathed Cosmo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMobius\u2019 very first!\u201d replied Optimus as pride seeped into his voice. \u201cUnder the command of Miles Prower, I give you the&nbsp;<em>Blue Typhoon<\/em>!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA potential match for Scarship!\u201d praised Cosmo. \u201cI need to see it!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTails,\u201d Topaz called over the comms. \u201cOptimus, Cosmo, and I request permission to board.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cPermission granted,\u201d bid Tails. \u201cI\u2019ll beam you directly to the bridge.\u201d They started shimmering in a blue light and were taken up into the ship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTheir own starship?\u201d repeated Megatron as Laserbeak relayed the information. \u201cInteresting. Still, with the Metarex here, we have an advantage.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not sure as the Metarex will acknowledge you as the leader of the Decepticons,\u201d remarked Starscream. \u201cPerhaps I should talk to them. It would give them a sense of familiarity to work with. Then the news of a new leader may be broken gently to them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGiven your duplicitous nature, Starscream,\u201d argued Megatron, \u201cI would bet that you would try and seize the opportunity to overthrow me and take command.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMe?! Take command?!\u201d asked Starscream, slightly hamming it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes, you,\u201d hissed Megatron. \u201cEvery Autobot knew you would kill Jhiaxus to take command. What would stop you from trying that with me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow would the Autobots come to that conclusion?\u201d asked Starscream, dropping the act.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m afraid,\u201d replied Megatron, \u201cDecepticon security, especially after the disaster at Qatar, wasn\u2019t as tight as you thought.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes,\u201d mused Starscream. \u201cShame about the Autobots that lost their Sparks at Qatar. I guess they didn\u2019t need YOU in command after that. I can safely guess that you were stuck behind a desk, crunching numbers, for the rest of the war.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe could stay on this bridge all day,\u201d snarled Megatron, \u201cconstantly reminding ourselves how much we hate one another, but no one in our organization has the time! We launch as soon as preparations are complete. I suggest you familiarize yourself with your station.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Dark Oak was pacing, an unusual action for him. \u201cWhat is taking him so long?!\u201d he growled. \u201cWhere\u2019s the Survival board?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSir,\u201d called a Trooper-class Metarex, \u201cthe teleport pod\u2019s been activated.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWho\u2019s coming through?\u201d asked Red Pine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s Tower,\u201d explained the Trooper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat\u2019s he doing here?\u201d asked Yellow Zelkova.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019re about to find out,\u201d replied Dark Oak as Tower materialized, still sporting electric burns.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m sorry, my friends,\u201d he mumbled. \u201cMy headstrong daughter betrayed me. She has convinced the majority of MECH to join her to stop you. There aren\u2019t enough survivors to colonize a world.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh dear,\u201d sighed Dark Oak. He sat down and stroked his armrest. \u201cScarship, you\u2019ve lost your target practice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh well,\u201d replied Scarship. Tower heard the exchange. Red Pine decided to elaborate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe instant your Survival board reached orbit,\u201d he explained, \u201cyour survivors would have been vaporized. Perhaps your daughter had the right idea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026But\u2026but\u2026you promised\u2026\u201d stammered Tower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThere was no world for you!\u201d replied Black Narcissus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cVerum Terrae, indeed!\u201d mocked Pale Bayleaf. \u201cWe only needed you to test the colony spores&#8217; toxicity to all manner of non-Metarex life!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut\u2026but I did everything you asked me!!\u201d wailed Tower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd now, you have served your purpose!\u201d boomed Yellow Zelkova.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cExecute him!\u201d ordered Dark Oak. Tower ran to the teleport pod and vanished, returning to Mobius.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA coward\u2019s retreat!\u201d growled Yellow Zelkova. \u201cSuitable for that ape!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOne of those rare instances where I completely agree,\u201d remarked Pale Bayleaf.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd I,\u201d agreed Black Narcissus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd I,\u201d supplied Red Pine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cA rare moment for the five of us,\u201d chuckled Dark Oak. \u201cClose off all teleport pods to Mobius. Isolate them so they may perish! Launch spore pods!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>The bridge of the&nbsp;<em>Blue Typhoon<\/em>&nbsp;was rather level, to show that all positions had equal importance. Each chair, even the Captain\u2019s chair, had a set of control panels to allow everyone to contribute to the proper functioning of the ship. There were stations in the back for Cybertronian sized life to contribute as well. Sira, Trema, Natalie, Amy, Sonic, Tails, and Shadow greeted Topaz, Optimus, and Cosmo. Her mood had changed for the better. \u201cI may have been too hasty in the speed of Mobians,\u201d she breathed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSince I was the one behind its construction,\u201d replied Tails, \u201cthey\u2019ve labelled the ship as independent. I\u2019m in full command with a liaison of my own.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cLucky Fox,\u201d praised Optimus. \u201cWho\u2019s your liaison?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am,\u201d called a female Ball Python as she slithered forward. \u201cAgent Lucille Sandi, reporting.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAll stations, reporting ready,\u201d reported a female Mobian Cheetah in purple witch robes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cVery good,\u201d replied Tails.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd in the nick of time too!\u201d called a human male. \u201cThe Metarex have launched their spore pods!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cRed alert!\u201d yelped Tails \u201cGet us into orbit!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAutobots, red alert!\u201d called Optimus. \u201cAll hands to&#8230;!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWait!\u201d interjected Cosmo. \u201cI have an idea to make the whole battle easier! I need Perceptor!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI need all hands on deck!\u201d protested Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI can halt the spores\u2019 progress!\u201d insisted Cosmo. \u201cPlease, let Perceptor and I investigate the MECH base for 30 minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026I can only afford at least 20,\u201d sighed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cFine, we\u2019ll get the spores off this planet! I promise!\u201d replied Cosmo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cTeletraan, spin up a Ground Bridge to the MECH base for Cosmo and Perceptor,\u201d ordered Optimus. The Bridge opened and Cosmo ran into it. After it shut, Optimus released a breath. \u201cGood fortune,\u201d he wished Cosmo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cOnce the Metarex launch their pods, we\u2019ll activate the Survival board,\u201d Silas called to his troops. He had been making sure MECH knew the plan for the past several days. \u201cFather,\u201d sighed Sylvia, \u201cwe already know the plan. 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