Chapter 269: (Lost Data) (2/2)

Their psychic attacks were met back with the enraged shrieking screams of enraged teenage girls.

The Mantid assault quailed for a moment in the face of unbridled fury.

The girls knew, at that second they knew, that the Mantid were responsible for it all.

The Mantid in front of them.

Screaming their warcries the actresses of Reign of the Cat-Girls charged the Mantids, their minds riven and shattered, their souls consumed with blood-lust.

The Mantid Thinkers in orbit watched with horror as the Mantid warriors were literally torn limb from limb by the armored hands of the Cat-Girls, who could only shout a few words, their minds broken by the psychic assault.

”NEKO NEKO NEKO!” was one warcry as the aerospace fighters launched. The weapons were only mockups, firing visual lasers only.

That didn't stop a half-dozen of the cat-girls from screaming out the second war-cry.

”DOKI DOKI DOKI!” they shrieked as they went to full throttle.

The ship's battlescreen resisted the first three.

The fourth got through and slammed into the center of the warship. The fifth hit the rear. The sixth plunged into the boiling mass of particles left by the fourth and exploded deep inside the ship.

”KAWAII!” a thousand throats roared out as the new star boiled in the sky for a few seconds.

Three hundred other aerospace fighters clawed for the cold darkness of space and the remaining battlewagons found themselves fighting for their lives.

They lost.

The war for Ganymede was one of the most brutal campaigns the Mantid ever fought. The cat-girls of the movie Reign of the Cat-Girls knew nothing more than war and savagery and horror. They burned the Mantid with flamers, tore them apart with their hands, ripped them apart with chainswords, shot them to pieces with mag-ac guns that had been props but were restored to working condition.

The tunnels below Ganymede were a terror. Mantid against armored Neko-Marine, as the Mantids had come to call them, although some of the infantry called them Dokigrrlz. The Mantid, who had been the lords of the tunnels, were pushed back by the furious assaults of the armored Neko-Marines. When the Mantids were pushed onto the surface, they found the Neko-Marines waiting for them, chainsword, flamer, and magac in hand.

Dokigrrlz who knew nothing but madness and wrath.

Whom the Mantid just couldn't seem to kill.

Three times the Mantid landed reinforcements as they continued to assault the Sol System, still intent on 'killing the queen' and breaking humanity's will to fight.

Three times the screaming warcry of DOKI DOKI DOKI heralded attack runs on the battlewagons by beings who weren't able to care any longer. The vehicles, the aerospace fighters had been restored to working condition.

The business magnate was targeted by the black mantid death squads.

It took fifteen tries to get him.

They did, eventually.

He died in the arms of the lead actress, known only as Joan. She could not remember her name. She could not remember his.

He was merely 'Father' and he bled out in her arms as her sister fell upon the black Mantid and tore them to pieces with their bare hands and sharp teeth.

She painted her face with Father's blood.

The Neko-Marines went crazier. No longer capable of speech, they burned the Mantid from the surface, the tunnels, the skies of Ganymede until not a single one was left. They boarded their ships, repairing them in their madness, and drove for Mars, helping liberate it.

The Mantid learned to fear them. They wielded psychic lightning in one hand and weapons in the other. They did not need helmets any longer, their armor oxygenated their blood and provided all the nutrients they needed.

They were fused to their armor, but they didn't care as they helped cleanse Hateful Mars of the Mantid.

The screams of ”NEKO NEKO NEKO” and ”DOKI DOKI DOKI” were enough to break the psychic control of some of the lesser Mantids and make them flee the field. Thinkers recoiled from the psychic assault that backed the screams.

Psychically transmitted madness. The death screams of a thousand thousand people backed by the rage of the Neko-Marines.

When Mars was taken, they forged more weapons, more armor, repaired and rebuilt their ships. Their ships were a reflection of their minds, shattered and twisted beauty.

The bridge of the flagship, the former luxury liner that had gathered them all, had a stained glass window of Joan cradling the dying bleeding body of Father and The Initiate slaughtering the Mantid assassins.

The mat-trans systems were installed aboard the great ships.

They often screamed, lashing out with psychic power, sometimes attacking one another. The nanites flooding their systems, their triple-strand DNA, their borderline illegal gene-mods from the chimeric alteration made it so they could sustain wounds that would kill anyone else.

They landed on Earth, taking part in the last year of fighting. Mat-trans took them quickly from battlefield to battlefield and they fought without tiring. Their gunfire was endless, their chainswords without mercy, and their psychic lightning thick and deadly.

Finally, Earth was free. They took the fires burning in the vast oceans of glass, took shards of lossglass with them when they left. They crafted torches for their armor, infused the lossglass fires into the fires of their flamers.

Their ships jumped, not into jumpspace, no, that would be too easy.

They chose Hellspace.

For six months they were missing, nowhere to be found.

Then the skies of Anthill rang out with the warcry as Hellspace breaches blossomed inside the resonance zone.

And the Queens knew fear.

”DOKI DOKI DOKI!”

--From ”Reign of the Cat-Girls, an Oral History Transcribed”