Outer Alliance Space
New Trausen
Just outside of Haven Township
1:27 pm, July 31, 2166
"Okay, Nate, do your drone thing, we have three minutes before the announcement. Make sure you get in before that." Came in a voice over the radio.
"Sure thing, but please, at least try not to use our actual names over the radio, it always leads to trouble." Said am older man inside an old jeep, with just basic clothing and a helmet on. About twenty minutes drive away, a small drone was making it's way through the ventilation system of the Alliance centre, were a recording of the Executor Lara would soon make a speech about the colonisation anniversary of this planet.
The small sphere flew down into a central command centre, the clock ticking to 1:28. The centre was busy, but no-one noticed it slip through into the main computer room. A small connector slipped out and accessed the computer. "Okay, Red, you're up." The man said back in the jeep. There was no answer, but the firewalls soon dropped. "Transferring now." The clock ticked forward to 1:29.
The drone was suddenly wrenched out from the computer, and the camera on it's front went black. "Crap, Klacker, drone's gone dark, I think someone's onto us!" The man yelled out, before the van's doors were wrenched open, several people in dark armour storming in, wrenching the helmet off the man, and slamming him onto the floor.
"Nate? Nate! Did the files transfer?" Came a voice from the helmet, before it was turned off. Nathan was forced into a truck outside, and it started to drive away.
New Trausen
Haven City Centre
1:30 pm, July 31, 2166
A screen came up of Executor Lara, everyone living in Haven being forced to stand in the square, expecting the same old speech. "Hello, citizens of the Alliance." Started the recording. "Today --- I realized something. The Alliance is not fit to rule this township or this planet. So today, I am happy to announce that the new mayor of this town will be... Jackson Dunning. And control of this planet goes to Tyler Newmoore. Thank you citizens." The recording ended, and all the Alliance forces looked confused.
Inside the control centre was chaos, people not understanding how the recording was changed, and accusations were hurled, proclaiming people to be traitors. Meanwhile in the square, a man chuckled to himself. A single call to Alliance forces, and an extra $50,000, along with his base $100,000, were transferred to his account, and the woman involved.
Alliance Blacksite
Interrogation Room
8:00 am, August 10, 2166
"Hello, Nathan Briar. My name is Christen Fareed, and I'm here to see if you'd like to get out of here. On our terms of course." Said a government looking man.
"You have no right to hold me here, I am an innocent man being held against my will." Said the man, rough looking, from the week spent in this jail.
"We have every right, you are a criminal, and, along with many previous felonies, started a coup on... New Trausen I believe it was. One of your buddies, a certain Klacker I believe, turned you in. As you can see, there is no loyalty among criminals." Christen said, looking smug as he did it.
Nathan barely blinked, muttering, "Knew I shouldn't have trusted a merc." Then, louder, asked "Okay, what are your terms?"
"Simple," Christen said, smirking. "you join Project: Revenant" He slid a file over at that point "And we reduce your jail time for each mission, until you can become a citizen. If you refuse, you serve half your term, then we release you into the Deadzone with a beacon on you and tell everyone about your little weakness. We'll also make sure every criminal and employer hates you."
"Fine," Nathan said. "but no-one else ever find out about it, I get all my gear back, including the drone and my cash, and none of my electronics have bugs on them for at least the first month I'm a part of this 'Project: Revenant'."
"Very well, you will be take to Chronos Station soon, until then, we have some unused guard quarters, you are not to leave there unless accompanied by guards, and you will get your things back on the transport ship."
Chronos Station
Well, seems like neither of the people in charge were particularly friendly. Guess that's not what they were hired for, though the Captain gets on my nerves. Nathan thought to himself, looking around the place. Smart, leaving with all the guards. Will weed out any people who would run at the first chance. No-one here would be stupid enough to navigate the rest of the station, and even if they did have an air supply to survive in space, they wouldn't get far before someone picked them up. The ship wasn't even an option, they would have trackers on them.
The skeleton/mushroom thing was freaky though, really hoped it wasn't a social creature. Other than that, everyone else seemed at least fairly normal, except for the robot, which seemed more than your standard array of nuts and bolts. Maybe this would be survivable. The ship was in good condition too. I didn't know any of these people, but they were supposed to be good. Although not good enough to evade being caught. Need to remember to let people know about Klacker, the traitorous bastard.
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