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Games of Invictus Chapter 68 (YEAR 2052)
"Nobody would suspect the real insurgency while they were busy hunting a legendary mech," Laura grinned. "If an insurgency infiltration was about to go bad, I would be dropped into battle to create a mess and cover their escape. I was their escape. An Exodus." Taewi chuckled nervously and pushed Laura's fist away. "So," Alyx piped up, "you're saying that all of our Chinese assets went into making that Exodus mech?" Mallet nodded. "Laura and I had to agree to disagree about how them I had a mutual interest in their control of the area. The so-called legend of the Exodus was that I could work for any faction at any time, so they accepted. They knew that they couldn't very well kill me anyway." "But then why did you attack Jax?" Kedrick probed. "I missed the notice that there was an active infiltration mission," Laura responded, "and my allies in China told me that the Lighthouse power plant was going to be the site of a weapon test of some kind. I was sent to disrupt their operatio
Games of Invictus Chapter 69 (YEAR 2052)
Report: Fisk The Nevada Desert. Arizona. Axion manufacturing base. Designation: "The Forge" Two hours before Draco's address to Jackson Quinn. "Director Fisk?" Captain Oakley called. He stepped into my office with the air of a man who knew he was in trouble. I held up my finger. "One moment," I responded. It wasn't efficient to be interrupted. I replayed the video, taking in the sights and the sounds of the second battle of Stalnoy. A battle that, for a second time, we'd lost. A terrible waste for Axion, but even the most crippling of losses could hold a small bit of gain. There it was again. I rewound the video with a flick of my finger, the light from the tablet dancing off the far wall in my office. "General, sir, Commander Harlow is dead," Oakley continued. "Stalnoy has been lost." I nodded. "I'm well aware, Captain," I responded. "While you gathered the nerve to inform me, I've been analyzing the footage for over an hour." Captain Oakley winced, stepping quickly int
Games of Invictus Chapter 70 (YEAR 2052)
Report: Quinn The Ural Mountains. Russia. Mount Yamantau research facility. Designation: "Frostpoint" Seventy-two hours after Fisk's second address to Jackson Quinn. A battle was coming. The snow fell lightly on my face, chilling my forehead and nose as it completed its slow fall to Earth. However, at this height, it didn't have far to go. Mount Yamantau stood a whopping one thousand, six hundred and forty meters above sea level, jutting high above the rest of the Ural mountain range. Mount Yamantau, as well as most of the Ural range, had belonged to Axion and the Americans since the very earliest days of the Iron War, captured as the U.S.A made its first push into enemy territory. In its former life, the base had been a Russian sensory outpost, built atop the flattened peak of the mountain. This impressive feat of terraforming had been achieved for a purpose-Yamantau's man-made plateau hosted a kilometre-wide ring of twenty satellite observation towers, with the main base at
Games of Invictus Chapter 71 (YEAR 2052)
Draco raised a finger. "We put so much effort into extinguishing fires, Jackson. So many die trying to stop something that is natural. The Iron War has burned on for longer than Axion has existed, and the day it finally ends will be the day we start looking for a reason to fight again." Draco smiled at me in an infuriatingly benevolent manner. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Martin tense his right arm. "It may sound cliché, but you and I are a lot alike, Jackson," Draco continued, "as are our employers. We each provide jobs to people willing to fight for a cause greater than themselves, for something they believe in." The icy wind howled, and large, dark clouds swept the sky overhead. A battle was coming. "I have seen the benefits of war beyond its destructive cost," Draco informed me. "I have seen the value." He swept his arms wide, gesturing to the facility around him. "All of this," he grinned, "is the value you can gain from war. New technology, new discoveries. A pop
Games of Invictus Chapter 72 (YEAR 2052)
It felt like a piece of heaven had fallen to Earth, so thunderous was the impact. My feet were thrown out from under me and the wind blinded me with snow. I struggled to stand up against the wind that now whipped across the mountaintop. Wiping snow off my face, I stared up at the source of the impact. The mech was massive, easily three storeys high. Snow sloughed off its flat armour in miniature avalanches. This bastion of power was unlike any other mech I had seen before, and it owed its uniqueness to Dan Stonewood. It was a Barricade, deployed in battle for only the second time in history. Draco Fisk, who had somehow avoided the impact when his soldiers had not, stood up, brushing snow off his jacket with one good arm. The Barricade, much like the many others that were now dropping across the mountain, activated its frontal shield and charged towards the Frostpoint facility, intent on ramming as many enemies as it could. I was a safe distance away, but someone wasn't. Oblivious
Games of Invictus Chapter 73 (YEAR 2052)
"Goliaths, coming hard and fast!" "I hear you, I'm coming to cover!" "Keep it together, guys. We're winning!" "How many mechs do they have?" A whole crowd was yelling in my right ear. However, my brain rebooted quickly and the events prior flooded my mind in a wave of distress. It wasn't a crowd shouting, it was my comms earpiece. The ceiling above me glowed iridescent blue, flooding in waves through the air and onto the ground. I sat up, wincing as my head sent needles of pain down my spine. I touched my hand to the back of my head and found a small patch of dried blood. Only a superficial wound. I'd be fine, if a bit concussed. I stood, shaking out my sore arms and legs and taking in the space around me. The room was tall and narrow, stretching up to a shadowed ceiling. It was bare, save for a bank of monitors on the far wall. A figure stood with his back to me, staring at the screens. I squinted. Sure enough, the monitors showed a live feed of Yamantau and the battle that too
Games of Invictus Chapter 74 (YEAR 2052)
"Stonewood's design was the easiest clue-you delivered it onto the battlefield yourself. The moment I knew Dan was involved, I began to suspect he'd recruited you, as well-who better to pilot his designs than the son of his oldest friend?" Draco spoke so rapidly that I had barely processed his words when the shock hit me. My blood ran cold. I'd known Dan for nearly four years, and not once had he mentioned my father to me. I fought back a rising tide of anger, maintaining my composure. Dan was still my friend. I had to trust that he had his reasons for not telling me. "Although I had my theories," Draco continued, "I had no proof as to your involvement. That's why I laid a trap for you in Stalnoy." Draco pulled the blueprints from his pocket, dangling them tantalizingly in front of me. "This paper never contained Project Terminus," he admitted. "Axion recovered your father's stolen plans years ago under the cover of the First Battle of Stalnoy. I sent Harlow to clean out the Russian
Games of Invictus Chapter 75 (YEAR 2052)
The Barricade fell forwards and began sliding down the ramp, its flat frontal armour smashed apart by the impact. The weight of the sliding Barricade buckled the legs of both Predators, hurling them off the bridge. The Barricade quickly followed suit, rolling over once before dropping off the ramp. Only one command capsule leapt from the wreckage as the mechs tumbled off the ramp, falling almost five times their combined height before smashing into the terrain below. In the horror of the moment, it all made sense. The sudden failure of Martin's prosthetic arm. The collapse of the Barricade that had charged Fisk. Project Killswitch targeted iron chips. Draco grinned at me, pressing a hand over his right shoulder as he did so. "One shot from Killswitch severs the connection between the pilot and their IRON chip, leaving the mechs dead in the water. It took a lot of work, but our proprietary IRON chip is now back under Axion control, where it belongs!" The static cannons. The Apollo'
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Report: FiskA few hundred meters beneath Rome.Italy.Centro di produzione TMC, divisione di Roma.(TMC production center, Roman division.)"Can't be too careful," Carl smiled.My heart skipped a beat. Did he know?I'd seen Jackson duck behind the Punisher-T from when I'd entered. I assumed Karen was behind it, too. I had to keep Carl away from my allies long enough for them to escape.It dawned on my how ironic this was. A few weeks ago I would've been furious to learn how unobservant and arrogent Carl was. Now? I was happy. His ego would be our saving grace. I just had to keep him talking."So when do I hear about this Exodus," I said, sweeping my arm around Carl and leading him away from the computer. "I'd like to hear all about it."Carl looked enthused, a beaming grin spreading across his face, and he turned towards me. I followed his lead as we marched a few dozen feet away towards a large tarp, and stopped."Well," he said, "everyone loves rapid-fire rocket weapons. You have y
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The hallway smelled of oil and cleaner, burning my nose as I marched, boots squeaking against the steel floor. The hallway was cold and dimly lit, with only a few eerie orange lights for decoration. Beyond this hall was the factory floor and our goal.Karen and I moved quickly, and I couldn't shake the feeling we were being pursued. I knew almost nothing about the layout of the underground factory, we were unarmed, and we had no disguise of any kind. I was just grateful that the guards were busy dealing with the riots on the surface. If I listened closely I could still hear the dull roar of the crowds, even through the massive steel doors.Those doors hadn't been a problem- only those guarding them. We'd selected an entrance on the opposite side of the city, as far away from the riots as possible. Surveillance was lax there, with only two guards. The TMC soldiers I'd seen looked identical to the men and women Draco had been with at Yamantau- black body armor and powerful rifles.Fortu
Games of Invictus Special Chapter (YEAR 2042)
Report: QuinnThe bustling city of Rome.Italy.The Via Claudia.Temperature: 25° Celsius (77°F)Rome. City of marble and ruins. Rome's ancient history, once the life of so many a historian, was that of dominance, failure and reinvention. Just like the city of old, the Roman capital had fallen to civil war shortly before the Third World War. Rebellion ravaged Italy's capital, with it's citizens taking a stand against their complacent government. Although Italy's political superiors refused to partake in the World War, they knew they would not be safe for long.When the warheads were launched, many cities were targeted, Rome included. But despite the accusations of its citizens, the Italian government had been preparing. In a joint effort with China, two massive energy shields were deployed over Shenzhen and Rome, sparing them from the nuclear fire that consumed so much of the rest of the world.The OMEGA Horizon Shield, known by the locals as the 'scudo orizzonte', saved their lives.
Games of Invictus Special Chapter (YEAR 2042)
Report: QuinnThe bustling city of Rome.Italy.Outside the Colosseum.Temperature: 27° Celsius (81°F)Something behind me shattered, spraying my back, legs and neck with bits of rubble as I ran. The hot sun beat against my face as my pursuers grew closer.I didn't know if it was a person or the robot who fired, but seconds later something warm and bright zipped past my head and struck a decorative statue in front of my, shattering an outstretched arm. The plaster sprayed my face as I ran, and a moment later my head was warm. I stepped around a group of fleeing pedestrians and glanced back, seeing the ball cap laying in the center of the street, hooked around the statue's stony fingers.Oh, well. The hat didn't matter.After all, the contents of the tablet in my pocket were much more important.I tapped my right ear, triggering the hearing-aid that doubled as my comms earpiece."Karen," I shouted, "do you copy?"A gasping, flushed voice crackled over the comms. Gunfire I heard in my l
Games of Invictus Special Chapter (YEAR 2042)
In war, your greatest enemy is often yourself. We all begin war pure, fighting for righteousness' sake, but then the ego steps in, the hubris and the greed, and you feel invincible. But eventually you'll wake up and realize that you're not fighting for righteousness' sake anymore, you're not invincible, and that you're a long way from home. Looking back at everything that happened, I would say that this applies to myself, as well. I would be lying if I didn't say I had regrets. It's over now, I suppose. All is said and done. I never wanted to become a War Robot pilot, you know. I never expected it. When the first War Robot was built I was too young to know what I wanted to be when I was older. Before I knew it, the Iron War consumed my freedom to choose my fate. I joined the Chinese-Canadian Alliance on my own free will, sure, but the very fact that this was a choice I felt compelled to make illustrates my point. Every day the Iron War takes. It takes lives, yes, as do all wars, but
Games of Invictus Chapter 124: END (YEAR 2052)
Report: Park Just off the coast of Nova Scotia. Canada. The remains of an Alliance base. Former designation: "The Firmament" Six hours later... Powerful halogen floodlights scanned the ocean surface, making the water shine. The blinding glow traced along the sides of the tower, across the film of oil and over floating debris. The fires that had consumed the Firmament were almost gone, leaving charred metal and burning oil in their wake. The flames provided little to see by-even the moon was hidden by clouds, so the searchlight was necessary. I stood in the cockpit of the dropship, staring down at the water as the vessel scanned the detritus. If something useful was found, the ship's mechanical arm system would target it, snatching it from the oil slick and pulling it inside. It had continued like this for over ten minutes, with little more than scraps discovered. "We have to go, Taewi," the dropship's pilot demanded. Her eyes were wide with worry, and her hands were a tan blu
Games of Invictus Chapter 123 (YEAR 2052)
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing, sacrificing my mech?"A blur of motion swept past the Firmament, snatching the Exodus out of the sky.A dropship."Laura?" I exclaimed. "You came back!""Looks like I got here just in time, too!" Laura replied. "I've got your friend-get the hell out of here! Rendezvous in Shenzhen!""But Mallet-" Alyx began."-can take care of herself!" Laura shot back. "Trust in her, she's your General for a reason! We need to go!""We're out!" Lucas called. The dropship lurched forward.The remaining Zephyrus, distracted by Kedrick's disappearance, didn't see our ship slip by them. We were out of their range in moments.My comms crackled, fading in and out."We're losing close-range radio," Dan informed me."I'll see you guys in China!" Kedrick shouted. He had to fight for his voice to be audible over the encroaching static. "Stay strong!"The comms cut out in a burst of static, and I slumped into a nearby seat.Kedrick was safe, but everything else was
Games of Invictus Chapter 122 (YEAR 2052)
After a moment of catching our breath, Dan, Draco, Alyx and I gathered ourselves and jogged into the cockpit where Lucas sat, fingers dancing across the controls."Strap the hell in!" he bellowed. Everyone scrambled to get to their seats."No!" Lucas glared, gesturing at Draco, "not you. Zip-tie yourself to that seat or you'd better hope you can fly!"Draco frowned, but did as he was told, taking a new pair of the plastic ties from Lucas' outstretched hand and latching himself to a seat.The dropship leapt into the air, soaring away from the battle."We're here to grab you when you need it, Kedrick," Lucas stated.Our forces, sensing this was a losing battle, had begun to retreat. Around us, the Zephyrus swarmed in unison, moving as if at the will of some invisible puppet master. Instead of shooting down the mechs as they were picked up, we watched in horror as they began to fly directly into the path of dropships, bringing them down."The hell?" Draco screamed. "This is suicide! This
Games of Invictus Chapter 121 (YEAR 2052)
The Firmament was built to function at a high altitude, but that didn't necessarily mean that its inhabitants were.The massive tower was well above the height that command capsules could safely travel, as the winds were so strong that they would be blown off course.The second issue was the fact that the entire upper dome of the ship was swarming with Zephyrus.Having breached the glass dome that took up most of the tower's roof, the winged mechs were using the remainder of the surface as a staging ground, gathering up top before descending into the tower to wreak havoc. With the dome gone, the surface area of the Firmament's highest point was about the same as an interior level-a large, circular platform with a gaping hole in its centre.Alyx, Draco and I stood in an emergency airlock on the top level of the Firmament, staring across the open surface of the tower.In its past life as a launch platform, the Firmament's upper deck had been where satellite and weather systems were loca
