Chapter 238: (Savash) (2/2)
”Reactor leak? There's no reactor down there! You're in computer control!” the Sixth Most High said.
”Don't know what to tell you. I'm staring right at. Maybe Dave in Stormtrooper Engineering can tell you,” the voice said.
The Sixth Most High frowned. He'd never heard of Stormtrooper Engineering, much less a 'Dave', but he examined the station personnel list.
There it was. A commlink for ”Dave in Stormtrooper Engineering.” He sighed and dialed up the number, bringing this 'Dave' into the call.
”Dave here, Stormtrooper Engineering,” the new voice said.
”Computer Control claims that there is a reactor down there,” the Sixth Most High said.
”Let me check. Hmm, Computer Command, Computer Computations, ah, Computer Control. Nope, no reactor,” this 'Dave' said.
”Well, I don't know what to tell you, maybe Vader had it put in,” the being in Computer Control said.
”Hang on,” Dave said.
The Sixth Most High frowned.
There was a trilling sound and then a wheezing voice answered. ”Vader here.”
”Uh, Lord Vader, this is Dave in Stormtrooper Engineering, did you put a reactor in Computer Control?” Dave asked.
The Sixth Most High just stared at the comlink.
”Hm, let me check. Shiela, get me the Death Star plans,” the wheezing voice said. ”Boop de boop be doo,” there was the rattle of thick paper. ”OK, Computer Control, Computer Control. Ah, here it is, Computer Control. Nope, no reactor.”
”See, that is what I told those fools!” the Sixth Most High blurted out. He wasn't sure who this Lord Vader was, but he sounded important. ”They insisted there was one there, Lord Vader.”
”Hmm,” the wheezing being mused. ”You know what, you can never have too many reactors. Why don't you put one in?”
”I'll send a team right away, Lord Vader,” Dave said. ”That will keep the Computer Control from having a power failure.”
”No, no, no need, we've got enough people here. Boring conversation anyway. All right, people, let's build this reactor,” the voice said. There was a sudden squeal of feedback.
”Thank you, Lord Vader,” Dave said and disconnected.
”My apologies for disturbing you, Lord Vader,” the Sixth Most High said and disconnected the call.
He checked the personnel log, just in case. A Lord Vader was listed as being on of the Most Highs, so the Sixth Most High just shrugged.
”Your computer consoles may reboot several times. Do not worry, Dave in Stormtrooper Engineering is having a reactor put in at the Computer Control at the orders of Lord Vader,” the Sixth Most High said.
The other beings nodded. Whoever Lord Vader was, it sure sounded important.
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The Executor Fifth Most High of the entire system and all of the Executor Space Navy clattered into the control room, glaring at everyone with all six eyes.
”Kneel in Submission is reporting boarders. Fighting is fierce,” a voice said.
”You are but Inferiors has lost control of the engine room to the boarders,” another voice said.
The Most High stared around himself at the control room.
There were flickering holograms in the seats. The data on the screens was wavy and kept flickering in and out.
”Take This Seriously had blown up with all hands. Boarders appear to have escaped,” another hologram called out.
The lights flickered several times as the Most High moved up to the main console, staring at the ships in the shipyard berths.
He listened to what the holograms were reporting. Boarding teams streaming onto vessels, killing the crew, setting charges, and scuttling ship after ship.
All of the ships were being boarded by savage Shavashan, wearing plate armor with crystal visors, fighting with swords and shields, backed up by tall graceful Terrans with pointed ears that were using strange weaponry.
Strange portals, gates had opened up, and massive creatures had flown through. Like giant winged Shavashan, these things swooped through space as if they were in atmosphere, graceful and awe inspiring. They raked the ships with lightning vomited from their mouths, fire that they belched across the ships, even acid that ate even through the ships armor.
The Executor Most High moved through the command station, pausing to look at each hologram.
He recognized none of them.
A being cleared its throat behind him and he turned to look.
A tall Terran female stood there, scantily clad in what appeared to be metal spiderwebbing, pointed ears, her lips painted black and black makeup around her eyes. Her skin was a dark purplish color.
”Feeling lonely?” she sneered, then laughed. ”The ghosts do not provide adequate companionship?”
Laughter came from the shadows, twisting to mock the Most High.
”Did you think that Aastruk of House eshThsashal would come to liberate his people without allies?” the woman sneered. ”Did you take the Dreaded Dragon Knight Aastruk for a fool?”
The Most High just stared in shock.
”House Nazza'atama'azipan of course comes to his aid, bringing necromancy and the power of our goddess, Lilla'ath,” the Terran said, her voice haughty and arrogant. ”Your pathetic peoples have no chance against the might of the drow.”
”You killed them all,” the Executor Most High said, staring.
”Living, they are no use to one such as I,” the Terran said.
She made a motion and the shadows seemed to expand, fill with something. As the Executor Most High watched Lanaktallan after Lanaktallan stumbled from the shadows. Their faces were half rotted, worms in their eyes, their stomachs bloated, their flanks having the hide fallen away to reveal rotted meat. The shuffled forward, moaning, all orienting on the Most High, their hands coming forward as they began to gnash their jaws.
”Dead, they are much more useful,” she laughed as the dead Lanaktallan fell upon the Executor Most High.
And began to eat him alive.
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The Executor, LawSec, CorpSec, and MilSec troops were awoken to blaring alarms. The ones awake stared at their displays, or frowned trying to figure out which alarm they were hearing.
It blared across the planet by the tens of thousands.
”Enemy Has Made Planetfall”
The Liberation of Savash had begun.