Wormhole Island - Interior.
Armoury.
General Sway watched the VendX employees swarm over the racks of weapons like well-trained locusts. They shouted out what they found in clear, easy to note bursts. Finding and cataloguing items that didnt belong to them was sothing they knew how to do.
Four barrels, three tres. Black with white markings on one end.
Six trigger devices. Black. No markings.
Two magazines. Attached. Black. White markings on the bottom of both.
Two of the nine that were left of the VendX group the other twelve having been sacrificed walked behind the scroungers, writing everything down.
These were weapons that would be needed for survival against an impossible enemy, but what was important was that every piece was accounted for so that no item went missing. It was a shopkeepers ntality. Zero tolerance of all petty theft if you wanted to be sure of turning a profit.
Supervising them, their Chairman stood apart with his assistant at his side. His presence seed to be enough to keep his people focused and functioning in these most trying of circumstances. It was impressive how fixedly they were able to grind themselves down, no external oppressor required. Everything was provided in-store, off the shelf.
The Chairman was blind and yet seed to be fully aware of what was going on around him. He was huge and heavy, yet forced others to keep up with him. He had montum. He was not soone to be underestimated. Or trusted.
Her own people had marked out a smaller section to go over. She had five left under her command. They didnt need to log everything they found, they just needed to find equipnt that worked in this place.
Jupila, said Sway as she felt her adjutants shadow approaching. What have you found?
We have confird three out and out strength orgs, said Captain Jupila in a quiet, conversational voice. Two are speed. One is info, hes the one we knew about before. They lost both the other two. One we think is probably structural destruction. And the last one, we cant say for sure but were leaning towards psychic or ntal augntation. As for the Chairman...
Sway nodded to herself. VendX werent the only ones who were good at making lists. What about the Chairman? She had already experienced what he could do, but it was best to be thorough.
ntal suppression and influence, but it looks like its only effective against organic users. Which is everyone here.
Hmm, said Sway. That was why Ubik was able to run rings around the man. How does that explain how he knew about this place? She glanced around the narrow room full of racks and shelves. An armoury, carefully hidden. But the Chairman had brought them directly here.
Jupila let out a soft snort. Best we can co up with, the simulation he was in told him.
Sway turned to face Jupila. And why would it do that?
Jupila struggled to co up with an answer. The Chairman had led them here with an air of expectancy. He had shown no surprise when they found a store of oversized weapons. He clearly knew theyd be here.
Its possible that the simulations showed us attractive images, things we wanted or desired as a way to keep us tied up She seed reluctant to finish the thought.
And the thing he wanted most was to know where the guns were, so it showed him? Sway was not convinced. That makes no sense.
No, agreed Jupila. Unless
Yes?
It wanted us to co here and find these weapons. As part of a bigger plan.
Sway found herself nodding again. The Fourth had lit a path for them, showing the way. There had been obstacles and deaths, but that was just a way to thin them out. For so reason, having them ard with weapons that worked was sohow to the Antecessors advantage.
It obviously didnt want them to use the weapons against it, so who were they ant to fight? Each other?
If it wanted them dead, it could have achieved that already.
Most likely, their target was going to be the Antecessors that were on their way here to pick up the Ollo boy. But she doubted they were going to be a serious threat to a fully-functional Antecessor ship, possibly a whole fleet. So, a decoy? A distraction?
There were too many possibilities to consider at the mont. She would need more to go on before she could start narrowing them down.
What about the weapons? Any that we can put into play?
Yes, said Jupila, sounding surprisingly confident. The guns were huge and designed for much larger operators than a normal-size human being. Weve found a way to strip them down to their core fundantals seems like they were designed that way. We might need to take so elents from the VendX area triggering devices mostly but the actual function of these guns is fairly straightforward. Exactly how powerful theyll turn out to be is impossible to say until we fire them.
It was standard practice when it ca to looting armants off the enemy. Strip them down, then mix and match what you can.
We might still need to have two operators for each one, continued Jupila, but it looks doable.
So they had working weapons. That ant VendX would too. As long as they were working together towards the sa goal, that was fine. When they were no longer on the sa side, then there would be a problem. And the first one to cause the problem would win.
Hows the viper? asked Sway.
Shes in good condition, said Jupila. Do you want her activated?
Yes, said Sway.
Target? Moon? Moon was the codena theyd given the Chairman.
Yes. Have her stay on him. Take him down once I give the signal, and only then.
Jupila gave a curt nod.
Viper was a class of special soldier hidden within regular ranks. Nothing was made of their presence, not even the other mbers of their squad were aware of who or what they were.
If they were never called into action, they carried out their duties like any other mber of the Corps. Once they were activated, though, they beca a death sentence for their target, using their special skills to strike quickly and without rcy, by any ans necessary.
Currently, the team Sway had under her command contained one viper. It was sheer good luck that she had survived, although if anyone was to survive, it would be a viper. Although, having said that, several had not. A large-scale disaster in space lessened the impact of individual talent. It was hard to dodge your way out of an exploding spaceship.
General Sway, said the Chairmans assistant, Daccord, as he walked up to her. I have here an itemised list of everything weve found. Im sure if we combine resources, we can fashion functioning weaponry out of this stock. He held out a piece of paper. May I see your list?
We dont have a list, said Jupila. Records leave unnecessary evidence.
Daccord looked confused. You must have a very understanding accounts departnt. Ours start foaming at the mouth if we dont deliver every docket in triplicate.
I can give you a full rundown of what weve found, said Jupila, scanning the list hed given her. We could use so triggers, if you can spare a couple.
Sway watched Jupila and Daccord negotiate trades, both being polite and reasonable, a mutually beneficial transaction with no ulterior motives. Both were very skilled at hiding their true intentions and quickly ca to an understanding with a clear set of requirents on either side.
Stop! bellowed the Chairman of VendX just as the trading was about to be finalised. First, we need to be sure of our overriding objective.
Sway had no doubt he had been waiting for just the right mont to step in and reveal his true agenda, dangling the carrot within reach but refusing to let go.
Yes, I agree, said Sway, eager to find out what he was really after, but not revealing any of it in her voice. We need to have a clear idea of how we will proceed from this point on. She could see he was ready to continue, but she didnt give him the chance. It is fairly obvious the Fourth only revealed this location to you with the expectation you would lead us here to arm ourselves. Any other information it gave you will be as likely to lead us into a disadvantageous predicant as not.
Chairman Crafbeg lood over her like an edifice of basic but imposing architecture. Yes. Obviously you are correct. But we can use this knowledge to our mutual benefit.
How? asked Sway, willing to hear him out. She expected a semi-earnest explanation of his objective, but she expected that to reveal a lot more than he would wish.
From here to the sigil, there will be very little resistance. The Fourth wants us to reach the sigil, limited in number, but ard to the teeth with very powerful ordnance. We are going to face an opponent we will be expected to engage but not overwhelm. We might even be pushed back.
A stalling tactic, said Sway.
Precisely. We slow them down, get overrun. Once we collapse, our usefulness will be at an end and I dont believe we will be shown any gratitude.
I dont suppose we will, said Sway. So far, his assessnt of the situation mirrored hers.
I suggest this, said the Chairman. We agree to work together to get to the sigil as quickly as possible and disable it. The Antecessors wont be arriving by ship, they will get here via a transdinsional passage connected to the sigil. We have files on this sort of thing so we know its possible. The Fourth is waiting for them to arrive, I believe it is in our best interests to stop them from doing so.
Alright, said Sway. This was more information than she had expected him to share. Which made her a little nervous. What he was still hiding had to be even more important. We get out of here and head directly for the sigil. I presu you know the shortest route.
The Chairman smiled. Indeed. But first, in order to guarantee we dont do anything as foolish as turn on one another, I propose we sign a contract.
A contract? For what?
For the intellectual property rights of the technology we have found here, said the Chairman. There is no point trying to be coy about this. Our two groups are very likely to beco opponents either before or after we deal with the Fourth. I think there is no doubt the Fourth knows this and is counting on it. I cant say I have a full understanding of its intentions, but Im sure there is so point to it. I am happy to never find out what that is.
Sway nodded along. They were absolutely headed towards a conflict between the two of them, and nobody other than the Fourth would benefit.
When I say a contract, said the Chairman, I an sothing binding, sothing that will greatly inconvenience and embarrass us both if either party were to break it.
A businessman first. Sway was happy to sign anything, it ant nothing to her. The legal system in this quadrant was robust and powerful, but far from being able to censure her to any aningful degree.
I agree, said Sway. It will be best if we make our positions clear. I will lead the combined forces of our two groups, with a goal to get to the sigil and avoid any kind of conflict with the soon to arrive Antecessors, and in return, you can have the IP and general salvage rights on any of the technology and weapon systems found here.
A slight look of surprise crossed the Chairmans sightless face. You are being very generous.
He was suspicious at how easily she had capitulated.
I dont have the ti to negotiate, said Sway. Dont get wrong, we will research all the technological anomalies weve co across here, and any useful developnts will be integrated into the Corps arsenal, but it wont be made available outside of our worlds. The open market is all yours.
She was offering him all markets outside of the Corps. They would use what they had found for themselves, but they wouldnt try to sell any of it. Not much of a concession since the Corps rarely interacted with outsiders, but if it suited VendX to have it in writing, so be it.
Very good, said the Chairman. Daccord, the contract.
With no working tronics, the paperwork was written on actual paper. VendX had the requisite docuntation for making deals in nurous formats, analogue and digital. Their priorities were abundantly clear.
Daccord quickly filled out the docunt in his hands and then passed it over to Sway for signing. It seed vaguely ridiculous to be making legally binding deals at a ti like this, but if it made the process smoother, then there was no reason not to.
Obviously, the Chairman understood the value of a written agreent it would make little difference in the imdiate short-term, but once this matter was over, and assuming they survived, then it would be of imnse value.
The Chairman was thinking long-term, as most investors would. Sway preferred to go from battle to battle, as any commander would.
Once the deal was done, both sides exchanged goods and began to quickly jerry-rig functional weapons. Between the two groups, they had four guns, each needing to be borne on shoulders and requiring two people to operate one to stabilise and aim, the other to fire.
The next thing was to do was test them. Their firepower was an unknown quantity and not sothing youd want to find out in the middle of a fight. At the sa ti, if they were as powerful as the Chairman claid, then they could bring the roof down on top of themselves if they werent careful.
What they really needed was sothing to aim at.
Good, said the Chairman. Very
Attention, all of you, said General Sway. From this point forward, you will be taking your orders from . That ans all of you.
The VendX people looked from Sway to Daccord.
Daccord nodded at them. They accepted the order like any drudge would. They had no loyalty except to whoever paid their wages. Seneca training instilled a refusal to work under anyone other than the Corps, no matter who gave the order. Even if the person issuing the order was in the Corps, once you betrayed the values of the Corps, you were no longer Corps.
The VendX drudges returned their attention to Sway, their deadened eyes hoping she wouldnt demand too much of them. They were in luck. She had no intention of relying on them whatsoever. Other than as a at-shield, she saw no advantage in having them play a significant role going forward. What having command of them would do, though, was give her the ability to make sure they didnt get in her way.
Who is the ranking officer for assault and intervention?
Daccord cleared his throat. That would be
A heavy hand landed on his shoulder. I will need you with , said the Chairman. Where is Chukka.
Yes, Major Chukka would be next in line, said Daccord, looking across at the others.
A woman stepped out. She had a serious face and eyes that were cold but alert.
My orders will be short and direct, just follow them exactly, said Sway. My troops will be leading the way and engaging any obstacles. Do not, I repeat DO NOT engage without permission.
Relief flooded the faces turned towards her. They were capable of doing nothing.
We wont get in your way, said Chukka.
Good. Which way to the sigil? said Sway.
There, said the Chairman, pointing at the wall at the far end of the room.
It was a blank wall with no shelving and nothing to mark it out as special. No door or control panel. But it did provide an excellent target.
Sway looked over at Jupila and nodded.
With only a couple of hand-signals, two won carrying one of the oversized barrels turned and faced the wall. The one in front kneeled on one knee, the barrel resting on her shoulder, and the one in rear crouched to line up the shot.
Everyone else moved back and out of the way.
Fire, said Jupila.
There was a click, then a hum, followed by a screech. The wall exploded into a puff of dust, revealing an open area behind it.
Jupila went forward to investigate, peering through the newly created hole. Its a shaft. Goes down thirty tres. Looks clean.
Follow us in, said Sway to the VendX employees.
Sway turned back to Jupila and nodded.
Go, said Jupila.
The four Seneca troopers ran at the hole in the wall with the Antecessors weapons on their shoulder and jumped in. Jupila followed. Sway was right behind her.
She heard the others running and jumping behind, along with shouted threats, probably about wages being docked. It was no wonder VendX was still only a first-rate corporation. It would take several hesitant safe landings before they trusted her. And then would be the perfect ti to betray that trust.
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