Episode Nine

DESPERATION

THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND THE UNITED FRONTIER/ PRESIDENT STAYSON WRIGHT:

The real puzzle is this: Even nothing is something. This statement is contrary to itself. To me and many others, it is true.

This equation is what we must figure out right now if we are going to win this war against the opposing armies of Everfold. I don’t have to tell you that we are in a desperate situation. A scary situation that livens us to the point of our own deaths. Fear of the approaching enemy and fear of the knowledge that emerges from the depths of understanding and hap hazard experimentation. I’m talking about technology and science through dangerous means and investigation. Priority one: Our defense and also ultimately an offense that will stop our enemy. Righting is now vexed.

I feel, that we must know the full story of God. ‘And it must be God; if there are these contrary constraints that exist and are very real in our existence.

You know we put symbols to things we don’t fully understand. When I personally think of God, I envision the infinity symbol. ‘No beginning and no end. I myself allotted the infinity symbol to Righting Ability when I, along with a few others, discovered and designed the units that we have solely come to depend upon. The Righting unit.

Its ability to draw power, energy, fuel and use it to propel protect and transfer. This is without negative effects I might add. No pollution or break down of the elements that we coast upon and use.

We named it after me upon discovering it. Designing a unit to make it in great and small capacity and capabilities. We opened up the powers of the universe and its tools by means of this so called cosmic key. A key to the power of the universe. It was a blessing this discovery. I felt it was a key from God. A find, his wishes for us to have it. It was warranted. It is our right.

TACTICAL COMMANDER CHAUNCEY LOOTS:

Sir…for those who know you like myself, I can see that you are on track. However, to some of the others who are not accustomed to your systematic steps and procedures…sir personally I believe in God. I have never physically met him, never had him over for dinner…

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

(Impatiently) Get to the point Chauncey.

TACTICAL COMMANDER CHAUNCEY LOOTS:

My point is, is that he is harder to book than you are sir. We can’t afford an odyssey in quest of the biggest question in human existence. Can we sir?

You can be at ease to know sir, that our team is on track as well. I believe that we are moments away from answers. Is Righting technology vexed or simply being blocked. We are checking sabotaging marks within symbiotic networks and relays.

TECHNOLOGY SPECIFIC WALTER WEST:

If I may interject, yes I agree sir. My question is this. Are we working in a concerted effort sir?

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

What do you mean Walt?

TECHNOLOGY SPECIFIC WALTER WEST:

The technology that EAGLE harbors. Is it of greater importance to the whole for them to privately hoard valuable information from the rest of the team? Tech wise I refer to. They ‘zip-transfer’ into the inconceivable 4th dimension, which again, in my little pea brain of knowledge is mind bending. They ease drop into very distant places, I’m talking hundreds of million, if not billions of light years away, and most often they show up just in the nick of time. Maybe perhaps too often. ‘And we are saying Righting is vexed. Aren’t they using Righting to ‘zip-transfer? What’s going on sir? Why are we here?

——There is a bolstering of ‘here here’s mainly from the rich and powerful people of Those on High. Abruptly Container Cariwait’s Chairman of the board Arcatel Steinmets stands and speaks.

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

I can tell you sir that Container Cariwait is full on board in our war effort Mr. President. Our company and resources are fully at your disposal and we await your command.

Container Cariwait makes all types of shells, housings and containers for many abroad. From closet shoe boxes to the shells of commercial trans-placers. We are the best at what we do and we make it the best.

I’m talking impenetrable shielding sir. My fabricators are at the ready. Hopefully we aren’t too late in getting into the game.

You know my motto,

——Arcatel Steinmets looks to his right into the rows of seated rich people. People who own corporations, materials of economic collateral and importance. The people who finance societal structures, services and what one would consider home comfort and civility. The people that finance roads and hospitals and provide jobs and hope to their people. The people who attained massive holdings in both high and low end real estate and property. The people who posture and presumably own all that is and is of man. The people known as Those on High.

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

…You can call me what you want to…just don’t call me late!

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

How ready are you to go right now?

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

At your command sir.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

‘And this shielding that you speak of, impenetrable in most, if not all cases? Are there any ‘Troys’?

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

Fully sir. That is with the accompanying Righting unit. We will be able to dissipate pressure bolts for sure if they are used in conjunction with each other. Concussions, bomb pressures, and such will redirect and go around our vessels. Never entering our human compartment. Crews may be shaken but able to continue their attack. Our attack vessels will be nearly unstoppable in battle. Nothing will be able to stop them. That includes heat, and other derivatives of radiation, armaments and pressure.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Then Righting as well I would presume.

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

——Pause.

Yes, it dispels Righting approach as well, but on our side, the insides of our ships, if we were to use a powerful element that is placed within the craft along with the Righting unit…in order for the assault vessel to draw from it, then our shielding would prevent anything from getting in to cause disruptions in power and this would also prevent damage.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Good enough. You get with Ford Vehicle, Tesla and General Vehicles, and all of our other enlisted vehicle makers. That meaning: Daimler, Lagonda-Martin, Tokyoco and Ferrari to get started.

The From are shutting our units down and mopping them up. Blasting all of the downed ship to shards, crew and all. They don’t have a need for prisoners. We will slow our human losses by using some of the non manned assault vessels.

The Queen Mother and Russian President Vladimir Linin forge ahead beyond the frontier and fight along side our troops within the Eastern Front. Their efforts are weakening. The From have continuously shut down Righting, and older forms of propulsion which includes Electric Flight, Fusion, Ionized Thrust, Hybrid Throttle, even Solar.

We’ve lost over eighteen thousand assault vessels and four thousand mid level carriers. That’s twenty two THOUSAND vessels in three days!

COSMIC CONSULTANT HOLLY FOREST:

Sir may I speak?

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

You have the floor.

COSMIC CONSULTANT HOLLY FOREST:

It is my assertion that they have perfected the mastery of gravity. They are using gravity driven engines and the all powerful strength of gravity to ‘how you say’ pull Righting away from its ability to draw. We cannot compete with the strategies of these savages. Not until we either fight fire with fire or find these gravity generating units and destroy them.

Of course we do not use gravitational power as a mainstream source of energy however directional manipulation of gravity has been used for decades. We use gravity as a direct source for grid making as well as a guiding tool. In some cases pulling our cars along our many high traffic highways that connects ornaments to each other and moon bases.

‘To power our ships? Not so much. We chose Righting Ability.

Be that as it may, we are capable of switching over to Gravity Engines and Gravity Warfare. doing so, I believe will put the outcome of this war in our favor.

After all we have Righting Ability as well while they do not.

In no time The Eastern Front will be liberated and so much more if given the go ahead.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Very dangerous is ‘the’ why we skate away from gravity. Black Holes, Black Matter, more puzzles to solve. Terrifying discoveries of super powerful forces of the cosmos.

COSMIC CONSULTANT HOLLY FOREST:

Yes but here we are. Damned if we do and damned if we don’t…

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Yes! We were kicked out…no electricity to light a dark cabin. No clothing…shelter, food. Animals at our heals…but God provides I remind you.

COSMIC CONSULTANT HOLLY FOREST:

Yes sir.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

God provides, but your President wants you to know that I am a firm believer-in-being-actively- involved in acquiring provisions.

I believe that He wants us to survive. I do as well. It’s warranted.

COSMIC CONSULTANT HOLLY FOREST :

Yes! The struggle for survival is harsh across the board sir. On all levels.

This undertaking is not at all something that we cannot handle. After all, we have made a star. Gravity pushes down on that fusion factory which is a sun. A cosmic struggle is a way of looking at it. Some may look at it as a moment in time, nothing more.

We’ve studied gravity for thousands of years and we have made staggering progress in advanced cadences. We are all caught and are a part of this rhythm.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

You are authorized to pursue your plans. Get the stockyards cranking!

Mr. Steinmets?

ARCATEL STEINMETS:

Yes sir.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Usee and the From are rarely boarding a floating vessel but when they do they imprison all and remove the Righting Units. Most often they tow the vessel.

Our first project: Wrap all assault vessels. All three General Captain’s will be sent to the frontlines. I want you to begin with Captain Faust’s ship the Nemesis. From there, and in order: Captain Bolts’ Lightning, then Captain Montgomery’s Obligatory Righting. Wrap, install, then test. Then I want them in the field. You and your assigned team will have twenty four hours. From there work will begin on all war ship heavy vessels. This is to be done in reverse, first Captain Montgomery, Captain Bolts, then Gloria, Captain Faust’s ship. Upon completion of Poseidon, Captain Montgomery’s carrier, he will assume lead authority and command over both remaining captains within the Eastern Front.

The man is sprite with many more years in the field than Bolts and Faust. He should be a general by now but refuses the promotion.

Captain Faust’s Objectives: Quick response reconnaissance within the Eastern Front I want a Iive feed for us. Main objective: transport and activation of the Megla Wave Valiant Bomb.

A messy war.

TACTICAL COMMANDER CHAUNCEY LOOTS:

Finally we are getting down to it.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Maybe more so than you would like Commander. You and your personal team will accompany Captain Faust deep within the controlled area and will fire the weapon at Planet S112. Eradication is warranted.

That should throw a monkey’s wrench into the works of their evil alliance. The wave will not only burn that God forsaken planet to a crisp but also ram-shot the shit out of radio waves. Bye-bye relentless bombardment of brain fuck. Hello piece of mind.

I want you on the Nemesis along with Dickson your Armaments Specialist. He is to conduct the process.

——There is a slight pause.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

I will tell you one thing Tactical Commander Loots, that projector sniper slalom had better work. Any mishaps, sideways…any fuck ups what’s so ever and it’s your ass!

——The back of the large meeting room. On the upper level, the door swishes up into its frame. Captain Faust enters into the stands with Those on High. Augustine Freed follows closely. The door faces the President. The President fold clasps his hands on to the table in front of himself and watches as the Captain snakes his way to the front of the stand behind the balcony ledge and down the hidden staircase to the ground. Then he and Agent Augustine Freed appears to the back of the last row of the elevated tables. They all quietly watch the Captain and Agent Augie make their way to their seats.

Commander Reginald Slasveig’s head swivels attentively with their approach. He is opened mouth and drool falls from it. He quickly wipes the hanging spittle away in quick embarrassment.

Lieutenant Jody Faust looks down on his cousin as he stands in the balcony with Those on High, against the backdrop of the wall and to the right of the President’s table. He watches as his cousin walks away from Augustine after accompanying her to the table where EAGLE sits. Captain Faust goes to Command Essential’s table. The Captain sits.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Speak of the devil. You’re late again. So glad you could join us.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

‘Far from being the devil sir. If I were, do you think that I would be in this sort of predicament?

——Pause.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Yes, I do.

‘And Augustine Freed…back from the dead and sitting at the EAGLE table.

AGENT FREED:

Glad to be back sir.

COMMANDER SLASVEIG:

Mr. president? What is this? You mean you knew that Augustine was alive?

TECHNOLOGY SPECIFIC WALTER WEST:

Case in point sir! EAGLE again. Why aren’t they forthcoming with information. Why is a major part of our team a mystery to us?

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Fretting will get us nowhere. We have a job to do. In front of you is your envoy. Read it and group up

——In his swivel chair, the President swings his legs to his right and his generals that sat to his left and right quickly stand. The President stands and steps away from the President’s table. The Secret Service encircles him, and he is led behind the backdrop that is the wall that sits behind his table.

——INT. QUICK TRACK CAMERA SHOT ALONG SIDE THE PRESIDENT AND SERVICEMEN BEHIND THE WALL.

PRESIDENT WRIGHT:

Let’s get the hell off of this thing!

——INT. QUICK TRACK SHOT STOPS FOLLOWING THE ACTORS AND PANS TO THEIR BACKSIDES AS THEY APPROACH A WIDE ARCH PLACEMENT UNIT.

NEW SHOT: EXT. SHOT, CAMERA SHOT. POINT OF VIEW SPEEDING THROUGH SPACE. FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SHOT, RED AND BLUE ENCIRCLED WITH WHITE LIGHT EXPLOSIONS ARE GOING OFF AS THE CAMERA GOES BY. THEY MAKE SLIGHT CRACKLING NOISES. THEY ARE

ELEMENTS OF WAR. SHIPS BEING DESTROYED.

THE SHOT CONTINUES APPROACHING A BARRIER POINT WHICH IS A WHITE DOT THAT GROWS IN THE FRAME UPON APPROACHING. THE WHITE DOT IS NOW TENNIS BALL SIZE AND IS ACTUALLY LIGHT ALUMINUM COLORED. THERE IS ANOTHER BALL THAT SITS IN THE CENTER OF THE BARRIER BALL. THE ENTIRE BALL GETS EVEN BIGGER IN THE FRAME AND IT FLASHES AN ENERGY PULSE. THE CAMERA SHOT VEERS OFF TO THE RIGHT OF THE BARRIER BALL AS ITS COLOR CHANGES INTO A SLIGHTLY AMBER-ORANGE COLOR. THE CAMERA GOES PAST THE IRON SHELL OF A GIANT BALL. THE SCREEN FLASHES EVERFOLD.

NEW SHOT EXTERIOR: PLANET NOTHING.

A very dark purple planet as sun light misses this side of the planet. It is night on this particular side of planet Nothing. The sun lit side harbors crystal blue, lavender, hot pink and pink colors of the planet separated by white clouds.

DEVF WUNLOST: Look at this Fid.

Look how easily we advance towards the United Frontier. We are within hours of taking it all.

——Both Devf Wunlost and Fid stand in the middle of Devf’s sunken throne room. They stare at shimmering images that sit in a square 60’’ stationary monitor. It’s just a frame without a backing and images display within it.

Static then the screen flashes. On the screen a running young lady around seventeen to twenty years old speaks her language to what seems to be her parents or maybe just an elderly couple who is also running in what seems to be a tunnel. Devf Wunlost’s ‘tv’ auto interpreter lightly follows up on what she is saying.

TWENTY YEAR OLD:

They see us! Hurry!

——The camera shot switches behind Dev Wunlost and Fid.

DEVF WUNLOST:

My friend we must balance our attention between the battle front and home.

Your people still reeling from their wound?

——There is a thud liken to twenty pounds of beef dropping into a bath tub.

TWENTY YEAR OLD:

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!

FID:

It’s of no consequence.

——The Von of Price sits in jail.

——From the Telebox sounds of the old man from Triton screams!

FID:

He sits in jail without the ability to fully relieve himself. His bowels are locked up and he lies in a sickened state within his cell. He will remain there until after the war.

If he is still alive he will face a formal hearing upon our victory.

The people of From’s long time great leader who has blundered our standings within this universe is now my personal show piece.

It is a calling to the people, A set warning if you will. Showing them that this is an example of what happens when you overstep your boundaries and do not know your limitations!

DEVF:

You are just as I had envisioned you to be. Ruthless and strong.

45!

——The block 45 on the screen takes full screen as block 13 shrinks and goes back to the bottom of the screen in numeric order.

DEVF WUNLOST:

Watch. You spoke of boundaries. See the emergence of the Detinue. A most elusive and dangerous species of Nothing. Light as air, fluffy and the size of a grain. We’ve dropped them on the battlefield on Triton. Millions of pods. Look, look there at the United Frontier’s ground troops as the Detinue dance in the air before them. They can’t see that they are surrounded and about to be transformed.

Very wondrous.

THE FOLLOWING IS ACTUAL FILMING OF THE EVENTS ON TRITON’S LAND ATTACK.

THE SKY OF TRITON IS COVERED WITH A VERY LARGE DISK WHICH IS A FROM ARMED CARRIER. ITS SIZE BLOCKS THE SKY. GROUND DWELLERS CAN ONLY SEE THE BLUE SKY AND CLOUDS TO THE LEFT AND RIGHT OF THE VEHICLE FROM UNDERNEATH IT. SMALLER CRAFTS AND INSECTS AND ANIMALS FROM THE PLANET FROM EXIT IT WHILE IT SMACKS AWAY AT THE UNITED FRONTIER’S UNMANNED ASSAULT VESSELS. (Vessels like the Nemesis are shot out of cloaked status and fall in a ball of flames. Hot volley of fire in rapid succession come from the port side. They chase falling and arriving attack vessels.) THE FROM ARE PUSHING THROUGH THEIR TRANSFORMATION OF TRITON TO SUIT THEIR ABILITY TO LIVE THERE.

UNITED FRONTIER’S TROOPS PUSH FORWARD WITH HEAVY LAND CRAWLER TANKS IN THE BACKGROUND ADVANCING BEHIND THEM. IMPACT EXPLOSIONS REINING DOWN ON THEM.

AN UNITED FRONTIER’S TANK IS HIT! THE PROJECTED POWER THAT HIT IT LEAVES A VAPOROUS TRAIL FROM THE SKY TO THE GROUND WHERE IT MADE CONTACT WITH THE SECONDARY UNITED FRONT’S TANK. THE DECIMATED TANK IS PRESSED DOWN ON IMPACT THEN SORT OF BOUNCED BACK BUT DID NOT LEAVE THE GROUND. THE ROOF OF THE TANK EXPLODED UPWARDS LEAVING A OPEN JAGGED CROWN.

THE BATTLEFIELD IS PUMMELED WITH IMPACT HOLES, VARIOUS PIECES OF DESTROYED FOUNDATIONS WHICH INCLUDES TWISTED METAL POLYMERS CERAMICS BRICK AND CRACKED PAVEMENT. THE GROUNDS ARE LITTERED WITH SMASHED COMMERCIAL ITEMS AND TATTERED PLASTIC SHEETING.

IN THE BACKGROUND IS A PARTIALLY STANDING VILLAGE. IN THE FOREGROUND, WHERE THE BATTLE IS ADVANCING TOWARDS IS AN INDUSTRIAL AREA. THERE IS AN OPEN SHOOTOUT BETWEEN UNITED FRONTIER TROOPS AND EVERFOLD ALLIANCE IN THE PARKING LOT OF A GIANT SMELTING PLANT.

ALL TROOPS ARE DUCKING BEHIND CARS AND USING THE CORNERS OF THE PLANT AS COVER.

INFANTRY ASSAULT WEAPONS ON BOTH SIDES CHOPS UP AND DESTROYS CARS AND INFANTRY BEHIND THOSE CARS. THERE IS MUCH WAILS OF AGONY ON BOTH SIDES. TELEVISED FILMING SHOWS NOT ONLY TROOPS IN THEIR BATTLE GEAR WITH AWESOME WEAPONS BUT ALSO HOVERING CAMERA DRONES RECORDING THE BATTLE FOR GALACTIC VIEWING. THE CAM-DRONES ZIP IN AND OUT OF DANGEROUS INCURSIONS RECORDING SOUND AND VISUALS. THE UNITED FRONT’S INFANTRY PRESSES FORWARD WITH A HEAVY VOLLEY OF WHAT LOOKS LIKE CONCENTRATED LIGHTNING BOLTS AND ‘RAT TAT TAT’ SINGLE MULTI SHOTS WHICH ARE MOLTEN IN COLOR AND MADE TO EASILY CHIP AWAY AND REMOVE THE SIDES OF THE BUILDING.

THEN HORRIFICALLY THE UNITED TROOPS BOLT TO THE GROUND AND THREE TANKS IN LINE, STOP IN THEIR TRACKS. UNITED FRONTIERSMEN ARE BOLTED TO THE GROUND BY THEIR NEWLY TWINED ANKLE APPENDAGES THAT LOOK LIKE THE ROOTS OF A LARGE TREE. A TENTACLE THEN SPROUTS FROM THEIR HEAD POPPING THROUGH AND SOME POPPING THE HEAD GEAR COMPLETELY OFF THEIR FACES. THEN A WHITE BULB GROWS AT THE VERY TIP OF THE TENTACLE AND BEGINS EJACULATING MORE DETINUE ON TO THE GROUND AND AIR (Some float).

UNITED FRONTIER’S NON INFECTED TROOPS AND TANKS AND LAND CRAWLERS SEEING THIS RETREATS IMMEDIATELY BACKWARDS. THE TANKS DISCHARGE ELECTRO MAGNETIC PULSES AS THEY LEAVE THE POINT. DETINUE CAUGHT IN THE BLAST POP IN THE AIR.

WAR VESSELS FROM EVERFOLD HUM AND FART ABOVE THE BATTLE.

FID:

Yes. All is within our favor.

DEVF WUNLOST:

Which of your women do you favor?

——Fid pauses in thought. Fid feels that Devf Wunlost’s mind is crazy and bent. However he had acquired much from their alliance.

FID:

…Neither. I love them equally. They are all lovely and well fragranced, …

INSERT SHOT: Cami Joslyn smirks at Fid as she counts stacks upon stacks of blue paper Money. The From $100 dollar bill. Over twenty million dollars worth he tells her as he pours the final bag full onto the bed for her.

Her’s alone.

and then she knees up on the mattress and a mound of jewelry falls from the lap of her dress onto the shiny royal fabric of the comforter. The headboard is a large spiraling design of wood carving that neatly reaches the ceiling and extends to both sides of the large master suite. Cami really smiles letting her full beauty radiate. It is every woman’s fantasy to be swooned over by a rich Prince Charming. She moves to the foot of the bed. Smiling with her mouth wanting to say something memorable, but she says nothing. It would throw off the form of art that she is actually living. She twist at her newly given engagement ring on her left ring finger. She sits. She does this again while sitting near the foot of their king sized bed. She wears a light green one piece cotton dress…INSERT SHOT ENDS.

FID:

…demure.

NEW SHOT INTERIOR: Roaming EAGLE BASE.

Many groups bustling about the transport bay. Some leaving the ground level going up to the second tier as others descend on the other side of the metal staircase.

Special Agent Augustine Freed walks with Captain Faust, Lieutenant Faust and an undisclosed individual.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

You’re with me captain. Both you and your cousin. You’ve been reassigned. Captain Kevin Bolts will assume the role as carrier of the Wave bomb.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

What happened? What about President Wright?

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Fuzz…He insists on misinformation. Even among his own. He wants disruptive change. A hit!

We go into Everfold. We kill Fid and the Wonderous Enabler of Nothing.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Sounds simple enough…

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Sure, we just walk in and wack two of the hardest guys to get.

AUGUSTINE:

It’s warranted!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I assume there’s some serious tech needed to get the job done. ‘Some convoluted scenario to follow.

AUGUSTINE:

Of course…

This is Appapondondo. He is the individual that you were after Lieutenant Faust.

He has very important information that has helped us to get the ball rolling.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

I’m intrigued. What kind of information?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You have our ear…

——Augustine looks directly at Appapondondo.

AUGUSTINE:

Appapondondo, why don’t you make your way back to your quarters while I speak with the captain and lieutenant.

APPAPONDONDO:

Yes.

Might I say how grateful I am that you are going to help liberate my home world. Bancher is the most beautiful settling place. There is no other place in this entire universe that I or any of my people would consider home. My people, its inhabitants are peaceful and wish to remain neutral within the struggles of the surrounding super powers. In Everfold, this is impossible. The Usee invaded our planet. They imprisoned our people to work in death camps. They mine our resources and have made our home their pissing ground! They kill anyone for any reason without hesitation. We need your help!

AGENT AUGUSTINE FREED:

Yes, we have prioritized your planet’s release.

——Appapondondo nods and walks away from the group.

AUGUSTINE:

Sex of course. This is hidden among tertiary desires of money, influence, power… and the belief that their triumph is the will of the creator.

They shall bask in the fruits of victory. Sharing Ultimate power, leadership.

Everyone, every living thing, under their thumb.

‘Now I shall have a harem‘.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Sounds simple enough.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yeah simple. Perhaps too simple?

AUGUSTINE:

Appapondondo thinks it to be Fid’s modus operandi. Rather his driving force. I feel the same. The reason being that Appapondondo is a long time friend of Fid’s and a confidant.

They’ve shared many Somsere together.

That drug will drop anyone’s inhibitions. That being said, they have shared many secrets between them.

He tells me Fid had a thing for me.

I never knew.

At least I paid it no mind. That man was all about business during our meetings. Anyway, as far as I care to remember.

You know many of empires were toppled due to sex. This is a tool that we at EAGLE are implementing. We are doing this regardless of their rendition of Brainscan and their uses of it against us.

You feel it don’t you?

Your conscience going against its normal reaction and reasoning…Captain, your agents, the stable that the President has assigned to you as caretaker. The 35 women you’ve cared for and groomed for four years…For days now, they have been bursting Fid’s internal organs. The man is insatiable.

They were held captive on Triton after the invasion into the Eastern Front. We’ve placed them there, ahead of the invasion. After processing, all 35 women were transported within Everfold. A little Brainscan of our own and they have made their way to Fid.

One after another without hesitation he has endlessly performed copulation with each one of the pressurized vixens. He has a thing for Earthling women but he likes the Cuzin especially. As you know, the From are physically similar to humans.

We have very clear recordings of the process. Fid is being bludgeoned to the point of rupturing upon the next time he uses his so called acquired universal powers.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Captivating!

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Awesome!

So you’re running the show now?

I saw you. You’ve made sure that I saw you. I’m sure of it.

——The captain, lieutenant, and special agent walk steadily through different groups as they prepare for battle.

Augie says nothing. There is a pause.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Saw what?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Captain, Special Agent Augustine Freed is the Queen of England. The Queen of the United Kingdom.

The Queen of the Universe.

Captain, Augustine Freed…She is the Queen Mother!

—— There is a heart thumping pause as they continue to walk along the transport bay. The Captain snickers a bit while taking it in, thinks it through.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Augie?

AUGUSTINE FREED:

An admittance or denial…would you believe me Captain Faust?

——The three walk along in a rhythmic steady pace. The Captain thinks about it.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Eee…er…

AUGUSTINE FREED:

I thought so.

——Augie leads them into an info-bay room to their left. She bumps the door and it swings inward. The captain and lieutenant follow her inside the small room.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Cheap ass old door. EAGLE could not afford a swisher?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Old man Vaccares is a cheap bastard.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Yeah, well watch it, the walls have ears. Huh…

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Fuck’um!

I don’t give a fuck…He’s not my boss.

Not directly anyway.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Typical Jody. You’ll never change.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Should I. Fuck him! ‘and while we’re at it, fuck the President too!

…and I mean that in the most honest, sincere way.

——Jody looks around the small room.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Eyes.

——A fabric snap and three 30X30 image boxes appear at the center of the three of them at eye level.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

…As many times as your director and the Prez has jerked me and my cousin around …

The Prez letting Sandrift get away with that shit.

(Pause.) Fuck’um!

Thuh’ bitch!

…Your boss is a bitch too. That jag off!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Calm down Jody.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

No, you calm down.

——Lieutenant Jody Faust sort of mumbles the following words not caring if either his cousin the Captain or Augie are paying attention.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Vaccares’ spooky ass…constantly using tech and this and many other stations like this one, to zip along and ‘Brainscan-Concentrated’. He’s out of control! He abuses his authority, Vaccares doesn’t even ‘bat an eye’ when doing so. He makes cruel choices to manipulate people, and situations. He is obviously drunk with power.

He uses this power of his, and his underlings to do centralized and focused execution on certain individuals. That includes citizens. Do you know what that means? The gravity of his actions? He ain’t pruning a bunch of shrubs. You both know this!

Anyone who is seen to be a threat to the state;

A rogue person—-a loner, an artist. Someone with a big mouth, a person a little different than or acts outside of the norm. A rebellious person.

‘Or even- someone-he-just-doesn’t-like!

People who are too loud, too radical. They make the ‘extermination list’.

——There is a slight pause.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

I’m probably on that list. So it doesn’t matter what I say.

No negotiations or reasonings will ever get me off that list.

Both of their list.

(Pause).

They can both kiss my ass!

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Okay, now that we’ve got that all cleared up.

(Pause)

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Jody you are not on any of our list.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yeah, right!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Jody?

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Seriously…are you squared? Can we get on with this?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Alright.

SPECIAL AGENT AUGUSTINE FREED:

Gentlemen this war is about technology vs mysticism. Sure Zero is technologically advanced but they have the added advantage of reaching universal connectivity as well.

That bull shit that the Wondrous Enabler, Devf Wunlost is spreading will come crashing down on to his head! ‘And we are going to be the cause of it.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You don’t say. What are we talking about?

AUGUSTINE FREED:

He believes that he understands the nature of things particularly the universe.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Go on.

——Eagle Director Leo Troy Vaccares’ voice booms within the room.

DIRECTOR L.T. VACCARES:

Lieutenant Jody Faust!

Just because I am THE Director of EAGLE, does not mean that I will not file charges against you for false allegations and slander.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

So you’re denying my claims?

DIRECTOR L.T. VACCARES:

You’re damn right I am and I will do so in court if you continue with these vicious attacks!

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Don’t threaten me Vaccares! I don’t take kindly to threats. From anyone.

DIRECTOR L. T. VACCARES:

It’s not a threat. It’s a fact.

Another fact is is that you will lose in court. You cannot prove your allegations. That being the case you will be losing that badge of yours. Along with a very large sum of money and assets. Is it worth it to you?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Director Vaccares, this is unnecessary…

L.T. VACCARES:

I am not addressing you captain!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Yes but you are addressing one of my subordinates…

DIRECTOR L.T. VACCARES:

You have been warned!

Your Chief would like to have a word with the both of you immediately after your debriefing with Special Agent Freed!

——The Captain grits his teeth and tightens his lips as he looks at his lieutenant. Lieutenant Jody Faust holds a disapproving stare and then focuses his attention to Augustine.

Augustine quietly looks at both police officers and then resumes her briefing.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

Cosmic Keys: All things being linked and following this great pull and movement of this all powerful force. It churns and eventually crushes and pulverizes all things into this great spin. Then it reincorporates the materials back within itself.

Wunlost used the planet Jupiter as an example during an attempt at convincing his followers that he is on track with the cosmos.

Check out the data clips.

——The Captain and Lieutenant redirect their attention from Augustine towards the floating image between each of them. There is a quick buzz and Devf Wunlost is on screen. They listen to his conversation as he spoke to a small group of devotees.

NOTE: AGAIN AS IN EPISODE SEVEN AUGIE RETURNS, THE UNITED FRONTIER’S DOCILE A.I. INTERPRETED WHAT IS BEING SAID SO DEVF AND THE REST MOUTHS ARE NOT ALIGNED WITH THE INTERCEPTED DIALOGUE.

DEVF WUNLOST:

Now look at that big swirling red eye cyclonic circle. Whirling and consuming images liken to human beings. Look how it batters stretches and pulls them within its form. It is the way of things.

Ask yourself, why is everything fraught with resistance, even joy. Why is there a need to consume, to fight, and conquer. A constant need for things outside of self.

It is the way of this particular universe.

Although this is the fact in which we live, Zero. Shall resist. The people of Nothing shall abstain. We shall not want, and our planet will once again fade and then cease to exist. Leaving our enemies without recourse. Then our enemies will subsequently vanish. All that will be left for the invaders will be the Blue Nebula. They will investigate and hope that we’ve pulled a fast one on them by obscuring their vision of our home-Nothing. They will pique their interest and explore the Nebula under the assumption that it must be the key to our disappearance. They will soon find themselves stranded in quick dirt. For as we Zeros know, the so called so close to us Blue Nebula is one of our fabricated screens. All of our poisonous negative impulses are gathered there and bounced outward into our neighboring systems. Their ships will record all that is encountered during the exploration. All life forms will die on these ships. The ships will be recovered carrying with them our contagious sound waves. Once you destroy the brain, all hope of living will be lost. There won’t be any reason to live.

The Universe will belong to Nothing. Zero will be the supreme beings to behold. Zero is the ultimate number of the universe. Our humble hearts and reserved nature will forever sustain us.

BLUSHER NODR:

And what of our alliance with the From, Usee and Rylaps, Wonderous Provider?

DEVF WUNLOST:

Unfortunately for them, I see them as a means to an end. Their own selfishness, greed and turpitude will be their end. They will inevitably go into the cosmic grinder along with the Milky Cow people—-who ever they are.

But as far as my good buddy Fid, his superior abilities shall expire within three days and they will not be renewed. Won’t Fid be surprised!

Blusher Nodr, all that is of great importance to us is the protection our hidden most valued asset, the Access Finder.

Its location and relays are impactful to our triumph and existence. The city of Ellerbey holds ours and it is protected under guard by our elite ‘Blood Camp’. The relays lay on From and planet Modula. Their conditions are not as important to us…

——Special Agent Augustine Freed ends the recording by effortlessly pointing at the image.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

I’m augmenting your synergies capabilities. They have been enhanced to the strongest field of resistance. Active shielding from head to toe. The more they shoot the longer the duration of the shielding. Plus the build up of energy will burst outwards on command as well as settings.

Also there is closed communications between team members. Try them out.

——Special Agent Augustine Freed reaches for the wristbands which rest upon a purple felt cloth that sits within a white push cart behind Augie to her left near a wall. She grabs two wristbands and hands them to the Captain and his lieutenant. They put them on their wrists.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

We’re going in within a three hours period. Alpha-Force accompanies us. EAGLE Whirly Port: location planet Nothing the city of Ellerbey.

Priority One: We are commissioned to get an Internal Scan of the Access Finder then destroy it. Then and only then can we execute The Wondrous Enabler, and Blusher Nodr. We cannot risk taking them on until their power link is zapped. We hit Ellerbey first. At the start we must disable the Cosmic Barbs outside of the Access Finder’s location. EAGLE can only get us within the room. We cannot cut and paste this time because of the disruptive activity of the Barbs. The Access Finder is in a center room sub-basement. This is the dangerous part. Once we step onto their plane ‘Blood Camp’ will be on us.

I have a code breaker which riddles Devastation. However it must be used while we are in this dimension. Unfortunately EAGLE has not found a scientific remedy which would give us a way to cut and paste the Access Finder. This form of Barb that surrounds it prevents access. EAGLE is working on it, but as I speak to you now, no progress to report. Not at this particular moment anyway.

Conferencing: I will be linked to my team stationed at EAGLE throughout our mission. If the Cosmic Barbs are the only cause for our inability to cut and paste, then after we break the barbs with the code, we will then snatch the Access Finder where it stands. If not, then we proceed to scanning the unit and then we demolish it.

Alpha has four. We are seven strong together. They will deploy their folded BBs and drones to assist with the ‘Blood Camp’ onslaught. However they will be of no use to us until that Access Finder is out of operation.

After it is down we three split off from Alpha. They hold off the remaining ‘Blood Camp’ while we Dimension Place to The Wondrous Enabler.

Then we cruise to planet From.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Sketchy at best. May I?

——Augustine nods okay. The captain’s active shield covers him immediately. It does the lieutenant as well.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Augie? Can you hear me?

AUGUSTINE FREED:

I see your lips moving but I can’t hear you.

——The captain gives her thumbs up and then looks at Jody…

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Jody what in the hell are you trying to do? ‘Get us all killed! Have you totally forgotten your base training?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

It slipped. Both Brain-scans are like a drill on my temple. I think of Lotti and our kids! That hit on us!

I am at borderline rage-mode. My brain synapses are hard to control.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Bullshit! You are a lieutenant in this man’s army. Don’t you forget that. Don’t forget your training. Remember, you are without an ego. Nothing the enemy can say or do to you will matter. That goes for both foreign and familiar. Got it!

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yes sir.

(Pause).

CAPTAIN FAUST:

After we crush the enemy and bask in victory I will send recommendation for your promotion as captain. It’s time that you have your own fleet.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

You’re commissioning me a step? This is unexpected. I thought we make a good team.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

There is no other that I would prefer to watch my back.

But your wings are clipped under me.

I feel I am hindering your progress.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

I feel, perhaps unlike most, that you are a great captain, Chris. Can we discuss this later?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Yes of course. Gear up. Choose your weapons carefully. Conference me and we will meet up to see the Chief.

I’m dropping shield.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

The shielding seems to help against the Alien Brain-scan. How are you holding up? What were your feelings? Do you mind if I use Brain-scan on you to check?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Not necessary but you know how I feel. I trust you with my life. You know what we’ve agreed to. You don’t have to ask. ‘but without the Brain-scan I would still be upfront with you.

My feelings? All over the place. Hatred… love, sex, back to hate again…My wife…I do love her…’but I’d rather not say…

—-VISUAL NOTES: WHILE THE CAPTAIN SAYS THESE WORDS TO HIS LIEUTENANT, SOME WORDS ARE NOT SPOKEN AND YET BRAIN-SCAN’S CONNECTIVITY SENDS INFORMATION FROM THE CAPTAIN TO THE LIEUTENANT. Quick shots and images of what the captain is saying. Images too graphic will instead show an extreme close up of the captain’s face more so his mouth saying these words.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

My resistance to my cancer is exhilarating. My legs are wobbly and I struggle to stay upright.There are pus filled bumps on my gums that are causing them to recede and my teeth to fall out. Yes of course they are regenerating, but they don’t last but a weeks or a month or two.

The cancer also extends to my throat. One of Razor’s men shot me with mercury. I don’t think I am able to purge its poisonous effects. The crazy thing is, is that I feel aroused sexually. Like doubling down on sexual sin. —-Hidden devious lust. I desperately want to continue in my patterns of self indulgence. ‘of getting money, all that I can get. Jewels and pussy. Coating myself along the way in mind altering intoxicants.

My lower chakras churn in arousal. Forbidden sex with forbidden drugs or alcohol. …disorientating good sex, with the added joy of disorientating feel-good alcohol. Or drugs. Oh the joys and experiences of life.

I had…wives…

’and Augie. Her hair, her beautiful face and body…her perfume. I breathe them in and they leave me wanting more…I wanted to…be with her always. Helena too…I’m conflicted, and…I don’t care. ‘But I do care. I’m married to only one woman…now, anyway. That’s Helena. ‘But I desperately wanted to see Augie naked…again!

Helena’s…her most private areas

…shaven! I keep seeing them.

They put me off and yet I am fully grounded in lust when my mind uncontrollably drifts upon them. They pop in and out of my head constantly. I taste them. I am tasting them. I taste all of them. My wives… wives.

…Not Sabene’s though.

Beautiful Sabene.

The only person, in my life that I hadn’t fucked!

I’m sickened over my lust for women. ‘But it’s me, this guilt. I am also highly aroused. My dick keeps becoming erect! It’s throbbing to the point of annoyance! Then it shorts out, and becomes like a wet noodle, which is even more frustrating. Then it starts over, Again.

—-THE FOLLOWING IS NOT SAID BY THE CAPTAIN BUT FELT AND HEARD FROM THE CAPTAIN’S FEELINGS BROUGHT OUT FROM BRAIN-SCAN.

I want Madeleine back! ……………Madelyyyne…how I…miss you. Not talking to you. Not being able to see you or conference call you.

Big titties…her entire self operates my dick. Her smile welcomes me!

Fully cooked nutritious meals.

Helena never cooks me a real home cooked all day in the kitchen meal like you do!

Nice body…thick, healthy and beautiful. A tall mouthful. Good sex.

Good talker.

She heated me up until there was no more talk. Just bed action.

Helena’s good in bed too…

I’ve spent… More time with her.

They cannot compare to her. We’ve spent time.

Real time…real heart felt moments and heart ache. She knows me.

Nearly forty years…

——Pause.

Slon! She’s hot for that gigolo, her stylist. That motherfucker! Running game on her, he entices her with deep oil massages and aromatherapy. He lays on this bullshit deep thinking routine on her. A philosophy of ‘it all goes away eventually so serious brooding isn’t worth while.’ Let me soothe you.

She bought it.

She kept buying it.

I ought to cut him up!

Like Razor would do. Introduce him to what I have to deal with. How I make my money. The money that’s in his fuckin’ pocket!

He rubs her feet with cocaine oil. He lovingly massages each toe. He kissed them. He rubbed them all over his lips and cheeks and rested his closed-eyed face on top of her feet. He made love to her. My wife.

He told her, “You don’t have to pay!”

She did not for several so called appointments. That fuckin’‘Ho’ has got his game down to a science. I ought to go see him.

Maybe I will send Drone Bias.

I can’t.

She loves him.

Razor…

I finally got that fucker!

One of many… at least less worry.

…The mother fucker caught me off guard and cut me up.

I broke his hand…

He escaped…

Madeleine…

She digs at me. Our out of control sexual encounters. Her mysterious eyes. They haunt me.

My mind skips to her molten wetness. Honey-hot wet, warmth and slickness. I finger her. She’s wet. She’s ready. I straddle as she lays in a sit-ups position, with her arms stretched out and hands halting me, I realize that it’s not ‘body to body’ but just organ touching. She arches her back then rolls her pelvis as I enter her. She flexes her abdomen as I enter. Rhythmic rolling and fucking. No touching. Deep. Meaty flesh…Deeper hot slickness! I’m painfully swollen as I go in then out, Penetrating her again and again. “Only the head” she tells me as I am grinding to a fast climax. Grinding and throbbing. She is on it rhythmically. Trying and keeping her hot-cool while arching my next entry. Purposely fucking me. She is right…for me!

My private feels so good in her…Hotter! We join down there. Slightly wetter yet a build up of thrusting friction. Focused pumping. An electric wash of energy comes over me seemingly from no where. It had to be because my load has reached its virility.

Not yet, it’s too soon. I am backing out. Don’t explode…hold! …hold…out of control pumping now, I fall on purpose on top of her and grab at her shoulders then rest my hands to her spine, her back and shoulder blades. My throbbing is at critical mass and my load is full and ready. It swells into an explosive spasm! Contraction, spurt, contraction, spurt, contraction, spppurt! Hurt! Good hurt.

Ooh… I hit bottom! Or ran out of dick…that hit the trigger, again! Ooooh yeah! She’s…Wetter. ‘flaming hot gush…HUH!

‘but it’s wrong…Dingie broad!

You… We both…Knew I was married. We went to bed…knowing…That I belong to Helena…

Blond hair… in the corner of my mouth…mixed with spittle.

I remove myself…semen spills out…

Red pubes.

Pretty lips and cute pastel pink button.

Big titties. Nice nipples to suck on. I do!

Good juicy pussy!

‘Always gots it up! Satisfaction afterwards.

Later, more desperation.

She’s gone…because I insisted on the dissolution of our marriage. This was although I still love her…an attachment. Another attachment. Lost.

You truly are…my friend…added to my life.

——Wait long pause as The Captain gathers himself. Jody is embarrassed but sympathetic towards his cousin, he waits for him to get himself together.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Never mind, Gear up!

——Jody reassures The Captain with a nod. They both come out of shielding. Special Agent Augustine Freed resumes the briefing.

AUGUSTINE FREED:

You are welcome to use Any gadgets in your arsenals. Make your way to Cloak Five. Connectivity will get you to your chief.

OUTSIDE IMAGES ARE SEEN THROUGHOUT THE STRUCTURE WALLS OF THE ROAMING EAGLE STATION. THIS IS LIKE RIDING WITHIN A TRAIN’S PASSENGER CAR AND WATCHING OUTSIDE THE WINDOW AS SCENERY GOES BY.

ANYTHING, ANY SURFACE NEAR THE WALLS OF THE BASE CAST OPAQUE IMAGES FROM THE OUTSIDE. IT LOOKS LIKE A MOVIE PROJECTOR IS CASTING THE IMAGES UPON THE CONTAINMENT WALLS.

——The EAGLE base point (Meaning a point from which a floating sphere settles in a particular place. It is cast from EAGLE. As like a blind man’s walking stick. It is not the blind man but a guide to help the blind man get to a place.) settles on Earth. It hovers between physical and non material. It is not visible. However to home viewers it is. It vibrates and pulses while hovering in a lush field.

Interior shot: Neon red tubed take up the area of the walls. They vibrate and hum while the neon red colored floors moves along ahead and away from the Captain. He exits to the left of the screen and is no longer within the EAGLE base. He stands in the waiting area outside of Command Essential’s Chief of Police’s private office. Lieutenant Jody Faust sits in his official policeman’s uniform across from the secretary’s desk. He rest upon a nicely crafted steel framed very square shaped light neutral colored poly-leather sofa. He sits tightly there looking uncomfortable. He has a seemingly worried expression on his face as the captain nods his presence.

SECRETARY:

Ah Captain Faust, the Chief said send you in as soon as you arrive.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Thank you.

——The Captain enters the Chief’s office and the door slides shut. Quick shot of Jody Faust looking at the Chief’s door then directly to the secretary’s desk.

INTERNAL SHOT: CHIEF FANNY FRAM’S OFFICE.

Her somewhat dark red hair seems brunette. She wears glasses and has a confused look on her face. This was better than her expression of disapproval or worst disappointment. Her large dark oak ominous desk almost always over shadows one’s initial impression upon entering her office. This always takes the backseat when your attention switches to the framed sign to her left with the police emblem and slogan “We Serve and Protect All”. “For All We Serve and Protect, Justice”!

CHIEF:

Stand or sit.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Will this take long?

CHIEF:

I’m in my storytelling mode.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Then I will sit.

—-The captain steps ahead of his seat and settles into it. He tries not to kick her desk upon crossing his legs.

CHIEF:

Betty, send in Lieutenant Faust.

SECRETARY:

Yes ma’am.

—-Lieutenant Jody Faust enters the chief’s office then sits next to the captain.

CHIEF:

EAGLE Director Vaccares sent me the recorded conversations that you and your cousin have been having regarding EAGLE.

Now, you have the right to feel the way that you feel and say as you’d like. However, at this moment of desperation I would advise you against it.

EAGLE has the unpleasantly ugly duty of keeping us alive. They, the powers that be, do not want any conflict What-So-Ever from the rest of us while EAGLE plots our course. Is that understood?

CAPTAIN FAUST;

Yes chief.

—-A moment passes in order to let the chief’s statement register.

CHIEF:

Once upon a time, for entertainment purposes, we had circuses. Do you know of such a thing?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Why yes. People with extraordinary abilities, clowns and animal tricks.

CHIEF:

Yes, precisely. The animal rights advocates all but completely closed them down due to the inhumane practices used in the training of very dangerous animals. One incident that stands out to me happened at the end of the twentieth century.

Fifi, an African elephant who apparently had enough of the vile conditions and circumstances that she was being subjected to killed both her trainer and handler within the big top of that circus and then went rampaging throughout the city. She damaged cars, property and attacked innocent bystanders along the venue. People who had nothing to do with the circus. The police had to take the goliath out in full view of the public. What I mean by the term ‘full view of the public’ is that even then news reporters and cameramen were instantly on the scene.

To cut this short, they did a documentary on this particular event in time. There were three trainers who handled the group of elephants. The first who initially trained the newly captured baby elephant named Fifi said that the incident would not have happened if his successor had followed the old set rules and guidelines that had been implemented for hundreds years. He stated that you must keep wild dangerous beast fearing for their lives at all times. Trainers must own being these animals’ master. This must be done through the exercise of beating them into submission. He maintained that trainers must establish total dominance of a beast’s will, to the point where there is no doubt in its minds that it should always comply. You must establish to these animals that if they do not follow commands, and do as they are told that there will be dire consequences that follow. Death!

He then expressed his successor’s method of coddling and showing compassion and understanding to the beast, as he called them. Which subsequently opened up the possibility of an option to the creatures. Thereby giving them a choice. ‘Nurturing them out of mindlessly following orders and acknowledging that they have feelings and giving them a self. ‘Giving them an ego if you will.

The second trainer who replaced the first kept excusing the much older, bitterly spiteful Fifi from event after event because of her now growing resistance to doing elephant tricks and following commands. A four elephant ensemble was being reduced to three. The owners of the circus felt that no one would pay to see a troop of three elephants so he was replaced, and the troop of elephants were given to a Mr. Bertrant.

Mr. Bertrand was an old school trainer much like the first trainer. On the day of the event, at the event backstage behind the curtains, Fifi was irritable and shaking and bouncing her head from side to side. Mr. Bertrant and his handler helper began hitting her with their sticks to get her to “fix herself” ‘And that’s when that very huge, very heavy African elephant went berserk on their asses! When the incident went from the backstage through the curtains in full view of patrons, the crowd in the stands thought it was part of the act, initially. That lasted until the elephant picked up its handler with her trunk and threw him. He landed upside down on his head. Shocked but still they kind of questioned whether this was part of the show, kind of out of hand, but the crowd still sat in their seats watching attentively. Then the elephant ran down her trainer knocking him to the floor. Fifi kneeled on to her downed trainer. She put all of her weight on him squashing him to death. Blood poured from the handler and trainer. The eerie scream the trainer made before he was crushed awaken the circus attendees. That’s when all hell broke loose and the crowd became unglued and began screaming themselves. Some began looking for and moving towards the exit. There were very little safety barriers between the crowd and the angry 13,000-pound elephant. Needless to say, the crowd became frenzied in getting the hell out of there.

Other handlers, clowns and circus employees that were not afraid and running away from the carnage began throwing objects and chairs at the elephant Fifi. She threw things back, ran after a few people…especially the people trying to attend to the downed victims. Fifi then decided to leave. She found the exit and went rampaging down the streets.

The moral of this awful story?

Things are the way that they are. If you want to change them, make damn sure that you can do so safely and that the structure that we are switching over to will support us. Make sure that whatever way that we go about our business of sustaining human existence that it does not collapse on to what we value most. Our lives.

EAGLE has the dastardly job of securing our existence. So does the President. He isn’t just a politician. He is our leader. President Stayson Wright stands with us. From my experience, he is most often on the frontlines and has never asked of us what he would not do himself.

On a more personal note, he let me Brain-scan him. I can say that only a select few get to do so. He’s lived a beautiful yet tragic life. A life that if you had experienced it, you would be ashamed to even question his motives. The tragedies and I would venture to include the joys in his life, his overall life, could stop a person’s heart or will to live. Even before his birth, he has been experimented on by Omni Science from moment to moment. Cadenced and Brain-scan directed. He was chosen you know to be President. He was chosen upon conception. ‘And that was some time ago. The man is over seven hundred years old. He is not President Stayson Wright the fortieth. No. He is President Stayson Wright the first; ‘Augmented and Uped, he has one of, if not The highest Omni-Human rating. He has burdened himself with and has had every communicable disease known to man and rose from his disease, all diseases the victor.

He is my personal friend and has help me, you and many billions of other people. The man deserves respect. ‘And kindness but most often receives neither and doesn’t get a break. He deserves one. He gets blamed for everything from the economy to a toddler tripping and skinning her knee.

——The three police officers sit in silence to review what was just said. They digest it and think about it.

CHIEF:

Another story I will tell you just in case you’ve forgotten or are not accurately informed; The Origin of EAGLE. This is abridged.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

We know…

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yes!

CHIEF:

Respect gentlemen, don’t interrupt.

Many years ago before the Civil War, The FBI conducted recorded interviews and experimentations to bring about factual evidence in the attainment of understanding and ultimately a chance to sustain and even manipulate human nature. Questions were asked regarding: How many homosexual thoughts a person has within a set period. What makes a person enraged or causes the love emotion. How often one thinks of God. How often one has cravings for sugar …etc. These recorded facts extended beyond the body of humans and also included the surrounding environment. If you can believe that. They conducted medical research and experiments. They dissected the human brain, studied it further connecting electrodes, charting synaptic activity and responses to low and high charges. Sound waves, microwaves were used as well. They had many of book worms, scientists, researchers and engineers all hidden government ‘know-hower’ at their disposal to do so. Yes, They were called the FBI then… and we had electricity also…Central Intelligence was there, present as well. All under the thumb of the Secret Service. You’re looking at me weirdly.

Don’t believe what you’ve read in your school history books. You’re looking at me…crazy huh? ‘but that doesn’t matter. Brain-scan was created. Over one thousand seventy years ago.

What about World War One and Two?

Economics and Chess is the only reason I can give besides not trusting the rest of the world’s tribes.

Maybe we felt that we were duped into believing that we created Brain-scan but the enemy had done so first and Brain-scanned us into this false security.

We are from troubling times. Today times are even more troubling. Even more dangerous. We must stay the course. ‘with our team.

I, your boss and commanding officer am asking you to curtail your mouths and any action that would divide our force. You are mine. You are both my prideful prized employees. I love you and am proud of you both. Do not disappoint me again. Your actions are representatives of me. Do not embarrass us!

Again, so that it is crystal clear between us, I don’t want any more disruptions in the fabric or back talk or ill will spewed out about the president or EAGLE is that clear?

THE CAPTAIN AND LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yes sir.

CHIEF:

Do not fuck with them! You both hear me!

THE CAPTAIN AND LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yes sir chief sir!

——They sit in silence.

The Chief opens up again.

CHIEF:

We’ve been duped!

Your friend Hanif was a catalyst in this war.

——Pause.

Thanks for kicking up to me a portion of the money from the Sandrift transaction by the way.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

No problem Chief. It’s our pleasure to serve. Indians kick up to their chiefs.

Duped?

CHIEF:

Yes, Hinif wanted in particular the Platinum you provided in order for it to be used as a catalyst in the process of changing Etire to Rothwait. The strongest rarest most valuable metal known in the universe. All of the Everfold dwellers mint their highest coin on Rothwait. Needless to say, Foreign Intelligence spies from Everfold got wind of it and …well here we are. Battleship Yelsh-Fromin is Rothwait. It is as you know the size of a large space station. It holds many arsenals and many attack vessels.

The only Achilles heel Yelsh has I would say is its bulk. We have lost a thousand cars and fifteen assault vessels to it captain.

Which is staggering. Major Fontaine has tactical command. He has Sergeant Lee to orchestrate the attack.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

What is his plan?

CHIEF:

Go see him. The both of you. You have nearly two hours to clean up a few messes for Command. See that they are done swiftly and with prejudice!

First see Fontaine then Lee. Offer help, advice, support then bounce to Tongueth. There is a cleaning job I want you guys to do for us.

Intel informed me that Hinif brokered the deal while being fully aware of what their intentions were. He fucked up! Fucked himself and us! ’Fucked up bad this time. Stupid Muda’ Fuh’ka! Go to Tongueth. Your stupid fucking friend is hiding out there. So is Calabrese and Sean, the stupid asshole meatheads who tried this bogus counterfeit scheme.

Find them and wack’em out! That’s an order!

—-The captain and his lieutenant nod then stand. They look at their chief and she nods their approval to leave her office. They exit right towards the door, and it swishes open in anticipation.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Jody I need a few words with the chief. Let’s group up next to Michele.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

My room would be better alright.

—-Lieutenant Faust exits the chief’s office. The Captain swivel his body back towards his chief.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Fanny, is there any leniency for my friend Hanif? He has been a valuable ‘go between’ for some time.

—-The chief sighs.

CHIEF:

I really don’t want to have this conversation with you. Colonel Dela Croix relayed the message from Defense Pepperdine. The secretary wants him as well as the counterfeiters dead. Since we provided the precious metals, Command Essential is caught up. You’ve been given your orders by me. So now the ball is in your court. You handle the situation as you would, but as far as I am concerned the man is dead and there is no such thing as zombies running around. ‘Not in my area. You get me? There aren’t any zombies!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Got you chief. I only have one more favor to ask.

CHIEF:

You’re going to make me earn that three point five trillion.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You know me. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t need it.

CHIEF:

Ask!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I told my cousin that I intend on commissioning him a promotion to captain. Once I do this, I would like you to deny it.

CHIEF:

I will do that. Is that all?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Yes.

CHIEF:

May I ask why?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I’m sure you know the answer, but I will tell you anyway. It’s because I am not going out there in that fucked up ‘Monster’s Ball’ without my dog. I snap my fingers, and he bites. ‘Fuck a bark. I need that. I need him.

CHIEF:

He’ll be pissed but I will increase his pay. The two of you will be receiving double your annual pay after this. Chicken feed in comparison to the wilds out there but at least…it’s taxation legit.

Times ticking.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Fourth dimension Time Mach, It’s no problem.

CHIEF:

There’s always a problem. Go!

—-The captain exits right. He passes the chief’s secretary without a word and is in the neon hall again. The direction of the neon goes to the right. the opposite direction as before. The captain exits a projection box on EAGLE base. Steam exits the box with him. He looks around the busy spacious bay and heads for the stairs leading to the second tier where Jody has been given a room. before he reaches the second platform, Captain Montgomery starts descending on the other side of stairway railing. They lock eyes.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Captain Faust, just the man I have been looking for. Might I have a word with you?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I haven’t got a moment to spare.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

I will make this quick.

Lieutenants, head back and meet me in my quarters.

——Captain Montgomery’s two potentially dangerous lieutenants are clad in awesome black official officer attire. They are harnessing handguns and a sub mech.

Lieutenant John’s has on a cross strap double holster carrying two Glocks. It is sort of like Jody Faust’s usual setup. Lieutenant David has a Sub Mech Regen folded and mounted to his chest. It holds there but it is not magnetized but held there through Righting Ability. It sits outside of any holster to both protect officer David’s front and heart area as well as for tactical readiness, a quick grab. He also has a M10 folded assault rifle hanging from his right hip. Righting also holds it steadfast to his body.

They are all standing on the top portion of the stairs. They move to the second tier.

LIEUTENANT DAVID:

Do you want me to have a talk with this guy for you captain?

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

You’re talking again David.

——Captain Montgomery thumbs back over his shoulder. Lieutenant David flashes a hateful frown at Captain Faust and then he and Lieutenant John leaves.

Captain Montgomery points to a tactics room towards the blunt side of the staircase. Both Captains enter the curtained area. The room is around twenty by twenty feet in size. Three Eagle tacticians, two female and a male, sit with their backs facing the captains on seats at a control center which is mounted to the wall. The coaster chairs are connected to a three strip metallic guide on the floor. The strip prevents them from collisions and being thrown.

The tactician A: Howls, berates and uses abusive language and hate speech into her microphones.

Words like ‘Fuck you!’ ‘You colorless shit stain, Piece of shit!’ ‘You wolf face Rylaps bastard, go fuck yourselves’! ‘You black mother fucker’! ‘Hey, gray bitch. Yeah, you, you gray son of a bitch!’ ‘You white fuckin’ jag-off’!

The tactician B: (male) Congratulates the enemy on their victory. Telling them their plans are well thought out and that We Welcome You With open arms!

The tactician C: (female) Keeps screaming ‘Contact!’ —-and then she will say it lightly. She says it at expected moments and also at unexpected times.

They are a small team for a small gear in Devastator. They work to cripple the enemy.

They send radio waves.

A dampening Righting screen separates the captains from the tacticians. All one has to do is walk through it. It can volume up or down what is said on any side of the screen. It records as well.

The banter from the tacticians lowers in volume.

CAMERA SHOT BACK BEHIND THEM TO THE CAPTAINS.

NEW SHOT: A space port with Captain Bolt’s ship on final assembly. Darkness and stars all around the vehicle and assembly units and control ports. The bridge hub is moving towards the drive train of the ship. They join and there is this vibration sound and dull snap together noise. The hood along with the seating and tactical compartment drop in and meld into place over the bridge hub.

NEW SHOT: Interior of the tactics room with Captain Faust Captain Montgomery and the tacticians.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Captain Bolts’ crew are just about to board and carry out the Order. God be with us.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Yes, I hope so.

For all of our sakes.

You needed a word? As I have told you before…

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

We both shoot from the hip captain, so let’s get to it. Captain Faust, you know me. What’s mine is mine. I’m a beast when it comes to protecting and keeping mine. Just like the President. Now, I maybe treading thin ice approaching you like this but it can not be helped. What’s mine is mine, period. I will tell that to you, my neighbor, my brother, the president himself!

Whomever calls for the reckoning. You understand me?

How dare you spread rumors about me!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I don’t know what you are talking about Roger.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

You’ve flown to Justice and aired dirty laundry to strangers about Sabene and I, and our child! You told the authorities on planet Justice that I am looking to end their lives. How dare you assume to know what my intentions are towards them!

Isn’t your own love life complicated enough! What in the fuck business is it of yours anyway! Who in the fuck do you think you’re playing with mister!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Not I sir. That WAS Sabene.

She believed that when she told you that you were not the child’s father that you would not let it go. So she buffered you.

Yeah, that’s right. I was there, and I agreed with her because I had no choice. She has very damaging information on me.

That’s right. Sabene is actually blackmailing me, and she is using her testimony to the magistrate of Justice, to also keep me, the child’s REAL father from claiming her. Right now, I’m even more pissed than you are!

So Thin ice? You’re right! ‘Because It’s You who is out of line. You have no right to come at me like this! The child is mine! I told you! So back off of us! You’re not the only one angry at Sabene. Even more so, you are not the only one who had sex with that lying bitch! As I have tried explaining to you before. ‘But apparently it’s not sinking in! Either that or You have lost your ability to hear due to old age.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Fuck you captain!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I didn’t sit back and speculate on the reasons for your behavior, and bottom line, I don’t give a fuck captain! …pussy whipped perhaps! Could be because you’re angry because Sabene has moved on. So now you want to take this ‘ill-gotten’ lost out on me. It could be because you suddenly realize what she means to you. So take it out on me. ‘lash out at me. Or, it’s not even close to that. You may want to make them disappear. Rid yourself of the possibility of your wife finding out! I could only guess.

Get yourself!

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

I never missed your constant lying captain.

Tell me something. When were you having sex with her?

You were on both of our ships? Is that right?

That’s interesting. ‘And yet You’re not on any of my logs.

What’s even more interesting is that Sabene wasn’t on leave for months at a time.

I kept track of her every move for the last two years since we have been together.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Apparently not ‘cuz I am telling it happened!

——(Pause.)

I don’t like this. ‘Fuckin’ carting me off in here in a somewhat threatening manner and throwing around unmitigated accusations…Who in the hell do you think you are? My boss? I haven’t been your lieutenant for over twenty years. I am no longer your subordinate. We’re on the same level. So please…don’t be condescending towards me!

I will give you this though, I understand. Trust in me when I say Sabene’s a hellcat. ‘Probably got your cock twisted up just like mine. Your brain too. You’re Star struck over that broad, but I know her. That self righteous bitch won’t let me have a relationship with my own child if I even attempt to veer off course. She is as contemptuous as all Cuz’ins are.

——Captain Montgomery stands there looking at Captain Faust. Five long cold seconds of silence settles in between them.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

You and your cousin are the President’s ‘niggas’. Poignant but true. Why? It is because you’ll rip a star out of the sky if it pleases him. This is why he gives you the choice cuts while me and Kevin get all the scrap. We do all of the work and get most of the bullshit. Less money for the amount of service and security that we provide. Yeah, we’re not starving. We get billions of green backs, but we are not receiving trillions of dollars like you guys get. To add insult to injury we crack more skulls than you, get less response for equipment upgrades, and general request and A.I.D.S to strengthen ourselves physically. We are plagued by and forced to be the lap dogs of ‘Those On High’. Sure-and they pay us to be. ‘But those people feel that they are royalty. They can, and do as they like, because they have all the money and connections and a great deal of power.

It’s a ‘shit-pants’ detail when you’re ordered to protect a rich serial killer, or asked to clean up the unsightly accidental death of a student who got too close to a rich person’s druggie-fucked-up kid!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I’m rushed and getting tired Roger.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

As I have said I am like the President. I like to think of myself as his compliment, his opposite.The yin to his yang so to speak.

I am a black man with two fiercely-vicious lieutenant ‘honkies’ that will rip your fuckin’ ass if it suits me!

You wanna play with me, you beckon death!

——Captain Montgomery gets even more ‘thug niggerish’. He uses more Ebonics while conversing, signaling to Captain Faust a disintegration of the established language and social civility.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

I gots two Jodys! ‘And they are white. And that still matters. Yes, even today.

Now I wasn’t able to stop you from running off and marrying my Chart Officer but I can assure you that you will not get away with fostering my child along with squeezing her mother’s tits!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Fostering? You’re off kilter again. Roger, DNA proves that I am the father of Blythe Faust. I’ve named her. I cannot wait for her to be born! My first and only child. We, …Sabene and I, are ecstatically poised for the arrival of our baby. Her room is fully decorated…and filled with baby clothes, blankets, toys and beautiful art. You start them early. Well, at least that’s my take on things.

My friend let’s not do this. This is a joyous time for me. Please do not spoil it for us. You should not be bitter because Sabene has moved on with her life. Especially since you really had no place for her in yours. So there is no need to continue rehashing the fruitless past you had with Sabene. There is no need to hunt them down in order for you to fulfill your need to clean up your dirty deeds of infidelity. Nothing came of the sex between you two. You can now rest assured that Bernadette, your Bible thumping wife of over seventy years, a hardliner Christian, I might add, and your twenty sum odd number of children, two hundred grandchildren and fifty thousand great grandchildren will never know that you back-slid. You’re a lucky man. You get off free. All that hedonistic fuckin’ on that shit-bird vessel of yours. Hedonist fucking a heathen. A woman not even a quarter your age, who is slightly inbred and an Indi-Pak. ‘She took your heart. You’re guilt ridden. At least your wife will never be any wiser. Cool!

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

You evil…

Captain…You’ keep suggesting that I would harm the child. You don’t know Christ.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I know you.

You asked her to end the pregnancy when she thought it was yours! Huh? ‘And as this conversation goes on, I see that you still aren’t convinced that she is not.

I do know you Rodge. We’ve killed a lot of Beings together. Remember. Killing is killing. Aside from that, you fear your wife. Her impending humiliation. Oh GOD! The parishioners!

Sure, you love and worship her. However, being an officer in this man’s army, quarters you to a chokehold if need be. You readily go against the Ten Commandments and as long as I can remember, you no longer fight against it. You can’t. You take orders like the rest of us ‘niggas’. You feel that you’ve failed her. So typical Captain Montgomery, starts killing everything and everybody that could implement himself in impropriety. But I want you to hear me…Are you listening,…sir? You haven’t failed her because you are mislead. Blythe is mine. My child. I too am fierce when it comes to what is mine. Especially when it is a gift from GOD.

——Pause.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You ain’t snuffing out my baby! For any reason. That includes because of your misunderstanding, mistaken beliefs, misleading information or crazed notions or nonsense. Not for any reason. You keep insisting that she’s yours but I am telling you for the absolute last time that she is mine! Montgomery, I want your crazy psycho ass to stay far away from my child. ‘And her mother. Got it?

Sir?

That’s it. That’s the last time I am going to repeat myself or ever have this conversation. We are done.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Humiliation? We Christians understand. Christianity is filled with humility. Much understanding and forgiveness.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Yes, let’s try understanding the ALL MIGHTY; From a non bias perspective. ‘Kept a snake in his presence. In HIS heaven. Aren’t all Snakes evil? Why would he do this!——Question GOD. Although We don’t have his insight. We all do? Because of this, all things unravel. If we question GOD, we can’t trust anyone or anything.

Christians, fuckin’ Christians! Fanatics as well. Burnings at the stake. Heresy, who’s a false prophet. Who’s on track, who is no longer on track. Women can’t or should not preach. —-Women are evil. Should we proceed. Fuckin’ Christians, they often try and succeed in cornering the market on God. Leaving others angry and feeling that they took God. Christ is the way or hell. Choose Christ or lose GOD forever.

Listen to me. You are mistaken. Sabene and I got married because I knocked her up. You know me. I checked the pregnancy and its genetic markings. Blythe’s gene pool aligns with Sabene and I.

So, you’re off the hook. It’s fancy free for you. I am guilty of fathering the child. I was banging that double channeled vulva when you were.

You shocked?

Yes, it’s true. Sabene and I were very intimate. We fucked! Upon entering her, there is a cleft partition that you bump up against. One channel going to the left and the smaller one going to the right. I’ve been in both. ‘had to be in order for me to know about her box down there.

——Captain Montgomery slumps upon hearing this.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Grizzled are we? Feeling betrayed because you now realize that the love she professed to you was only pillow talk? Well at least it must be a relief to know that there is No need to lock horns with me anymore compadre.

Which is good for us both because to be frank, even though I know your brutal history when it comes to negotiations and have been a party to your less than stellar advances in humanitarianism, I will fight you down to my last Penny my friend; my last bullet, my last drop of blood, of skin and bone if you were to go near my child and her mother! Do you HEAR me FRIEND?

Is there anything else, —-captain?

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

I will advise you that from this point forward, we are no longer friends my young learner. You bit off more than you can chew this time Mister Christopher Faust.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Have I boss?

——Pause.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

You should still consider me your boss. I started you. I trained you. I know you.

I know you’re lying to me.

Okay then.

You wanna play hero? Go ahead and do so. You want to get in between my personal business? I tell ya I wouldn’t recommend it. However, if you see it fit, so be it! I will tell you something, I know you. You’ve oftentimes steered clear of conflict unless there wasn’t an alternative. This being the case, because of your cowardice, I am sure that there have been many times in-your-life when you had come to realize that you have been drawn into a fight with a formidable opponent. I am banking that your scrawny ass had wished that you could get out of it.

Each and every time!

This is now! This is most definitely one of those times!

——Captain Faust breaks in trying to interrupt him.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

God damn it you’ve lost it!

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

…You need to rethink your actions against me, sense that you are a weak man, outmatched, and about to be destroyed.

It WILL take every single penny you’ve got! All of your blood! All of your might; Your life, to keep me from getting down to the bottom of this. Which is mine. What’s mine is mine! You little creep!

After this witty lip match it gets real!

——Pause.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You’re underestimating me.

Good!

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Anything further you’d like to say to me?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Not particularly.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

No?

—— You backstabbing-nazi nigger- kike space monkey!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

That about sums it up.

See you in the blackness!

——Pause.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Not if I see you first.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I will be reporting this.

CAPTAIN MONTGOMERY:

Indulge yourself.

——The two captains break stares and Captain Montgomery takes the lead in exiting the broadcast booth. He parts and push-thrust with shaken anger at the curtain as they both leave the room. After they exit, Captain Faust closes the drapes. They both have swollen marble locked jaws and a mouthful of shit taste in their mouths. They snuff out their hot anger. Captain Faust stalls as he lets Captain Montgomery walks ahead of him down the same hall of the second tier.

——NEW SHOT INTERIOR OF LIEUTENANT JODY FAUST’S ROOM ON EAGLE BASE. Small but comfortable room. Jody hovers over his bed looking at his weapons. He hesitates on what he will take. There is a sudden voice announcement by AI.

AI:

Captain Faust.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Enter.

——The Captain enters the room.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

How’s it going?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

What took you? We’re pressed for time.

——Jody grabs his Glocks and places them in each holster. He’s looking at the Captain. The Captain walks over to the bed and sits on it.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

That fuckin Montgomery…

——The Captain lays back. Then Jody says,…

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

“Hey what are you doing? We gotta get Gggooooiiiiiiingggggg.”

——JODY SOUNDS LIKE HE IS IN A TUNNEL FAR AWAY.

NEW SHOT: INTERIOR SHOT OF THE HOME OF CAPTAIN FAUST AND HELENA FAUST. IT IS IN THEIR LIVING ROOM. THE CAPTAIN SITS IN HIS RECLINER WITH HELENA SITTING ON THE SOFA ACROSS FROM HIM. THEIR ADULT CHILDREN ARE ROAMING THE AREA. THE BACKGROUND KEEPS GOING HAZY. THEY HAVE COCKTAILS AND LOOK HAMMERED.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Helena, why don’t you keep better track of the kids?

HELENA:

You’re their daddy, why don’t you?

——THERE IS A QUICK CAMERA SHOT OF THE KITCHEN PAST THE ISLAND NEAR THE TALL OVENS. A FIGURE CLAD IN AWESOME BLACK POLICE TACTICAL UNIFORM WEARING A BALLISTIC HELMET, IT HAS A RED DOT ON THE FOREHEAD, WHICH IS THE BUTTON OF THE VISOR THAT COVERS HER FACE. TIGHT BLACK LEATHER GLOVES COVER HER HANDS AS SHE INTERLOCK BOTH OF HER HANDS’ FINGERS IN FRONT OF HERSELF LIKE A BRUTISH MONSTER.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Especially that one!

——HELENA FAUST IS NO LONGER ON THE SOFA BUT INSTEAD SABENE FAUST SITS IN HER PLACE.

SABENE FAUST:

I warned you. You gave her a horrible name, a horrible destiny.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

What’you’re talking…She is The greatest officer ever! The greatest captain! My daughter, Captain Blythe Faust!

——THERE IS A MONSTROUS RATHER DEMONIC GROAN COMING FROM BLYTHE FAUST. NEW SHOT, BLYTHE IN THE SAME POSITION, YET NEW BACKGROUND. IT IS OF THE TACTICAL STATION FROM WHICH SHE WORKS. BLYTHE IS IN OFFICIAL POLICE UNIFORM. NO HELMET. WE HAVE FULL SIGHT OF HER FACE NOW, WITHOUT BATTLE GEAR. (DIRECTOR’S NOTE: Shot of Blythe Faust but the picture is slowly turning. It ends up being sideways. Her head is near the left side of the shot while her knees are at the right side. THE SHOT BOUNCES AROUND. Strangely enough, she looks like a combination of Christopher Faust and Sabene Faust and nothing like her real father, Captain Roger Montgomery. Again she has a blood red dot on her forehead. Simply because she calls herself a ‘dot-head.’ She, like her father (Chris) uses dysfunction to throw people. All people. Just like her people. Not so much the people of India but their ascendants.

The people of Cuzin. Pronounced Coozin, but jokingly they are called Cousins. A few hundred people who were miners, medical, physicists, engineers, agricultural, maintenance, mechanics and business and technology experts, mostly Indian but also Pakistani. Got abandoned, were on their own for hundreds of years on the moon base and who eventually mixed in a caldron of hot desperation.

Behind her is her bridge’s tactical team of four, two are seated at their station, two stand behind her.

CAPTAIN BLYTHE FAUST:

(GROWLS) Get them all! I want them in chains!

(Demonic American woman’s voice.)

——She says this as she brings her right leather fist up bending her right arm at the elbow.

She flexes in her awesome black policewoman’s uniform. (It’s different than the war uniform.)

——She does a lot of stage theatrics which are awesome. (Like Darth Vader or that muscle bound guy in the hockey mask in The Road Warrior.)

THE SHOT DISAPPEARS TO DARKNESS.

NEW SHOT: HAZY WHITENESS…FUZY, SOOTHING. Focus!

The much older Christopher Faust walks alone and along twelve panels of evenly separated large window panes. His older brother now accompanying him in a quick new shot.

CHRIS FAUST:

I can’t believe that I am being evicted. I’ve lost everything.

——His brother is just now walking with him in silence.

CHRIS FAUST:

I don’t know what happened to Helena. I’m alone. Did she die? Did she leave me? ‘Abandon me finally?

GREG FAUST:

Your daughter secretly gave me money. She’s a thousand times richer than you ever were.

I can give you the zillion dollars if you accept your retirement. No more Captain’s dad, running around usurping her authority, making a spectacle of yourself and undermining her strength. And also you must accept that she has connected with her real father, retired Captain Montgomery, and wants a relationship with him.

CHRIS FAUST:

Keep it. I’m done with her! Her and her momma. Ungrateful brat! I raised her, provided her with luxury, the best education, my connections and supported and loved her as my own child, at my own peril. To hell with her!

To hell with it all!

GREG FAUST:

Don’t throw this away. I know you love her.

She told me that she had to reach out to her real father, after she learned the painful truth, she needed closure. She’s keeping the name Faust. It’s who she is. ‘said that in her heart, you are truly her father. She doesn’t know any other father.

CHRIS FAUST:

Sure.

You can drop me off in New Chicago. I’ll make my way from there.

GREG FAUST:

With what? You have nothing. Not even a car to get around.

Are you listening to me? Chris

Chris?

THE SHOT FADES TO BLACKNESS. THERE IS A VOICE.

DOCTOR VARY:

Captain Faust? Captain Faust, can you open your eyes?

NEW SHOT: (Interior) LIEUTENANT JODY FAUST’S ROOM. DOCTOR VARY IS INSIDE THE ROOM TO ATTEND TO THE UNCONSCIOUS CAPTAIN FAUST. JODY STANDS OFF TO THE SIDE. SHOT OF CAPTAIN FAUST LYING SHIRTLESS ON TOP OF JODY’S BED. HE OPENS HIS EYES. DOCTOR VARY STANDS UP STRAIGHT FROM HOVERING OVER HIM.

DOCTOR VARY:

Good. I have removed the mercury from your body. I will have Safety take the proper precautions in removing the linen. You’re set for release. Take these.

——She hands over a small white disposable cup to the captain. He upends them into his mouth and swallows them.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

How long was I out?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

About an hour now.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Shit! We better move!

——The Captain jumps up to sitting position and gets off the bed. He begins looking around.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Where’s my shit! My shirts, my guns?

——The lieutenant points to them slung over an upholstered rocker.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

I’ll drive, we’ll take Gertrude.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Let’s go!

——The captain and lieutenant exit the room nearly shoulder to shoulder. The captain is dressing while walking down the hall. Others pass by him and the lieutenant. They make their way back to the first level and enter Cloak Bay five’s booth. Brainscan-Connectivity sends them to Stars and Stripes Base six. They walk out of an Arch Unit into a vehicle parking bay. Gertrude approaches them. They enter the car and it levitates and thrust through the invisible membrane of the dock into space.

NEW SHOT: EXTERIOR/ SPACE. Gertrude approaches a very large Dimension Placement Unit. This particular unit is larger and military grade. A reinforced glassed and polymer structure which is the command center sits on top of the Dimension Placement Unit. Gertrude speeds closer towards the command center.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

A rat in the house might eat the ice cream.

——Lights course through Gertrude in vertical waves. The Captain squashes his cigarette and they exit the vehicle in a parking bay of the Dimension Placement Unit. Armed troops of seven loosely hold their rifles in front of themselves.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

We’re here to see the major.

——A trooper nods and says…

TROOPER:

This way.

——The Fausts follow him with two troopers behind them. A short jaunt down the hallway and they are in a tactical station that over looks the action station below it. Tactical jockeys are hard at work trying to assist in crippling the large battle ship station Yelsh-Fromin. The battle station has now left planet side of Triton and is now decimating the United Frontier’s ten allocated battle ships in space. The Yelsh Fromin is over thirty times the size of any United Frontier’s ship. It begins to make quick work of them.

Yelsh-Fromin while moving sends a white triangular shaped expanding shockwave at the battleship Kitarus, shaving through its bow, and separating its bridge from the rest of the ship. The remaining nine battle ships slowly scatter like men who are trying to run while knee deep in river water. They do not lose front. They still try a dog attack, surrounding the Yelsh-Fromin on all sides, top to bottom included, hitting it with Devastation and Brain-scan. They ready to use All of the armaments that they have on board. The Yelsh not affected, flashes, and then a spinning wealth of blue energy creeps then rolls sideways, fully around its surface. It forms a ball within the energy. One could see that the concentrated energy ball, which is now rocketing through the blue energy trails, is the thing to be concerned about. That’s when it hyper-accelerates then breaks from the Yelsh-Fromin in a violently projected orbit. Its orbit spins outward expanding its circular trajectory. Away from Yelsh-Fromin, the center of this circular expansion. It speeds faster and faster, further increasing its circumference. It hits three battle ships and they buckle and break apart and float in space.

Major Fontaine stands at the numerous control panels looking down through the plexiglass at Sergeant Lee. He is obviously not impressed with the way this battle is going. There is a brilliant flash then rumbling choppy white blinding light.

Major Fontaine punches the rubber nub with his right index finger’s knuckle and thumb. It is located high on the control panel board.

MAJOR FONTAINE:

I said use Singularity!

SERGEANT LEE:

You want me to fight them and you?

We’re breaking them!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

You’re not breaking anything! Look what just happened! You’re fucking us up! Why the chief sent you here is nuts!

SERGEANT LEE:

Juan, you ready?

——The Captain is standing next to Major Fontaine.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Major.

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Talk to your friend before I throw him outta here!

Insubordination, …

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I will talk to him. What’s going…

MAJOR FONTAINE:

He’s an idiot! I told him to send a Troy at a distance, to get them to lower defenses. Dimension place them through Singularity.

As usual he doesn’t follow orders. He dropped in the battle ships from displacement. And has been hitting that ’Yelsh’ with drones! Millions of them at a time. Not a hiccup!

Your friend fucked us up!

——The Captain and Lieutenant leave to enter the action room.

The continuous camera shot pans from the left to the right, next to Major Fontaine then zooms down to look at Sergeant Lee’s back as he sits at his station operating the key board and looking out the very large viewing window. There is also an enlarged image ghosted on the window showing the battle.

NEW SHOT: A KIND OF BROWN AREA WHERE THE ENTRANCE DOOR IS LOCATED. The door swishes up into its frame and the captain and lieutenant enters the action room.

They walk past a few ‘Geppettos’ who are working Brain-scan. Lieutenant Faust stops short of Sergeant Lee’s station while the Captain moves in close to Lee and taps him on his upper arm.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

You got’em Lee?

SERGEANT LEE:

Can’t talk…working them.

——Sergeant Lee leans forward quickly while he uses his right hand to roll the ball affixed within the keyboard. He frantically slaps at the three and a half inch in diameter ball pushing it forward then to the right. A reticle on screen follows the rollerball from his hand’s movements. The captain looks at the window’s ghost image. Sergeant Lee is manually steering million of newly dimension displaced kamikaze drones into Yelsh-Fromin.

It looks like synchronized fire crackers going off all over the surface of the battle ships. Lights flash one after the other endlessly.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

What’s your plan?

SERGEANT LEE:

Doing the plan!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Fontaine says you blew it. Lacking confidence in you.

SERGEANT LEE:

Like his plan would have worked. F’uck him! I’m from S.W.A.T.. Not him!

I run this!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Lee! (Sighs.) You know he’s ranking officer.

SERGEANT LEE:

Yeah, yeah, right muh-fucka, I’m busy!

——Sergeant Lee waves the captain off focusing on the screen and his attack.

The captain walks back to Lieutenant Faust whose eyes are quickly blinking. Captain Faust shakes his head.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Let’s go!

NEW SHOT: Exterior/ Gertrude frontal shot speeding from the top of the military Dimension Placement Unit. It quickly increases in size of the shot.

NEW SHOT: Interior of Gertrude/ The radio is playing what is transpiring on The military Dimension Placement Unit.

MAJOR FONTAINE:

A breach, you better be right. What are you talking about a rock melter.

SERGEANT LEE:

Captain Faust knows of it. We have it stored.

NEW SHOT: Interior of Gertrude. ( Show the AWESOME transition from space flight to dimension 4 travel.) She travels in Time Mach.

Captain Faust touches Gertrude’s dashboard to break into the conversation.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

That’s right Fontaine, I have the coordinates.

——Buzzing sounds from the transmissions.

SERGEANT LEE:

Already got them. I’m gonna shoot that thing with the melter at ten million miles per second. ‘And set it to ignite upon impact!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Then hit it with Singularity. I want it outta here! Done!

SERGEANT LEE:

No sir! We can’t do that. Look at that hardware, not to mention the huge value of Rothwait!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Are you kidding me! Insubordination then! Get out! Leave this post immediately!

I’ll handle the rest!

SERGEANT LEE:

Not going to happen! I’m doing this. Let me alone or take it up with the chief!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Alright, alright, fire the damn weapon then! We’ll hash this out later.

——Sergeant Lee voice commands the release and from overhead a blink which leaves a streak goes by them quickly vanishing in the dark void. Less than a second later it leaves a trail in the ghost image on the screen and ignites.

Quick shot of Sergeant Lee. He looks down to adjust the zoom. The giant battleship Yelsh Fromin’s insides are emptying out, floating in space.

There is a sizzling sound from within the Dimension Placement Unit. Then the Yelsh Fromin stretches then pops and is gone within a millisecond.

SERGEANT LEE:

What did you do?

MAJOR FONTAINE:

The right thing.

SERGEANT LEE:

Are you crazy!…We needed to capture it!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

‘Ey, did you see what that thing just done to us?

Not to mention Triton. I’m not second guessing!

SERGEANT LEE:

Major, you are in for it. Higher ranked officials wanted that!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Good work sergeant, you’re relieved.

Privates, escort Sergeant Lee to the Arch Placement Unit. See that he leaves here safely.

SERGEANT LEE:

You’re in big trouble. You’re not going to get away with this Fontaine!

MAJOR FONTAINE:

With over five hundred more like that one? I think I will be all right. Out!

CAUSLO THE GEPPETTO:

Anomaly sir. Swirling where the Yelsh was zapped.

MAJOR FONTAINE:

What?

CAUSLO:

Gravity bands wiggling. They are flapping all over the place. Far reaching too.

Wait, they seem to be ebbing.

——Pause.

MAJOR FONTAINE:

Bye Lee! Guards walk him out!

——The captain touches Gertrude’s dashboard to block out the rest. They are on to Tongueth.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Well that’s enough of that. Our first victory!

——The captain smiles. Lieutenant Faust quietly drives along…

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Jody, I need to go over a few things about what’s going down.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Huh?

CAPTAIN FAUST:

The chief left it up to me about offing Hinif.

I’m going to Brain-scan him and erase his memory, while also using Brain-scan to manipulate his mind into changing his appearance. The other two, not so lucky.

——Anger swells into Jody’s face. His jaw muscles are locked tight. He holds it inside of himself. Then goes against his first response.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

What-The-Fuck! You’re going to go against what General Pepperdine ordered? What the fuck for? For Hinif? You’re going to get us fucked up over him! What about me for once? My family.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

For once? What are you talking about… for once…

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

You’re always getting me drawn up into your fucked up decisions!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Well that hurts.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

More and more fucked up shit with you!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Sorry.

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Are you sorry? Are you really sorry this time or just going through the motions. I have to think of my kids, my wife, my family.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

I Know. I know. What do you want? I completely confide in you. You want to kill Hinif? Or did you have it in your mind that I would?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

You’re the captain! ‘But if I have to, I will. It’s his fault and now it’s his ass or mine. Don’t fuckin’ look at me like that! He fucked up! Not me!

——They drive awhile.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Gertie you hear your master?

LIEUTENANT FAUST:

Yeah, I’m the one who is heartless! Did he for one sane moment, question his motives. Look what he caused, how many people died because of his actions! Yeah, I’m the one who’s fucked up!

CAPTAIN FAUST:

Just follow my lead cousin. Like always.

We’re on Tongueth.

——The captain pulls out his IPhone.

CAPTAIN FAUST:

He’s on tracker. His vitals are low. Longitude: 40.80, Latitude: -88.2298.

——Gertrude instinctively goes back into the fourth dimension then comes out of it. She selects the best spot and quietly lands in the backyard of an abandoned two story house. All the windows on the ground level are covered with boards. The captain and lieutenant exit the vehicle, with their hands on their guns. They run through the high neglected grass to the stairs. They pull their guns and traverse the creaky stairs. They stand on opposite sides of the back door. Jody looks back at Gertrude and nods.

The GT 500, through the use of its laser/ disintegrators, that are an integral part of the side rear view mirrors, cuts a quick tall rectangular shape into the door. Then a Z-shape, then a backwards Z-shape into the wooden door.

The door falls inward in triangular pieces. They hit the kitchen floor in the form of saw dust. The space cops enter the kitchen area with guns pointed. The captain tightly grips his Oxford white colored Colt 1911. It stands ready and waits rigidly in front of him. The lieutenant is on his heals with both of his PB (Pressure Bolts) Glocks outs, ready to rock. Then they slowly creak down the hallway with the wall that supports the stairs to their left. They hear talking then moaning. The captain does a quick look back at Jody. Who acknowledges there is danger ahead. They move to the stairs, and they hear broken English language being spoken by Blusher Nodr. Another voice which isn’t recognized demands answers. Loud thumping sounds of furniture being knocked around, then groans, wailing and pleas for mercy. Hinif is pleading for his life.

AGENT FROM NOTHING:

Answer him! You want more?

HINIF:

There is no one!

SECOND AGENT FROM NOTHING:

Do you want to be like your associates there? One more chance.

Who?

BLUSHER NODR:

Who are you working for? And how much dirty Rothwait is your government going to dump on ‘interstellar market?

HINIF:

I told you. It was our idea alone. To get rich.

BLUSHER NODR:

But you WERE already rich! (Thud!) ‘Toying with me! Again, no aware. Nothing from you. For all ‘dis’ time! Bullsheet us! Kill him!

HINIF:

AAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Noooooooo! Hhhhuuuuihhh! God! NOOOOO!

——BULLETS FLY PAST BLUSHER NODR TAKING OUT HIS TWO SOLDIERS. He bolts towards an abandoned chest of drawers to find safety and regroup. A second of regrouping Nodr turns towards the captain and his lieutenant and raises his arms. Energy rolls out of him then he explodes, knocking Captain Faust and Lieutenant Faust out of the doorway of the room, and totally destroying the room and everything inside of the room.

NEW SHOT/ Captain Kevin Bolts comes out of the fourth dimension of travel. The assault vessel Lightning has arrived near the borderline of Everfold.

——Captain Bolts moves closer to Tactical Commander Loots to quietly speak to him.

CAPTAIN KEVIN BOLTS:

It’s on record that I am against these proceedings. You and you alone are authorizing the firing of this weapon without the proper containment whirls. Rousch is not Remington. 99.0662% compatible probability is unequivocally flawed!

TACTICAL COMMANDER CHAUNCEY LOOTS:

Sixty two success runs in simulation. Two live runs I have fired before with Rousch containment whirls. All were successful captain. Do not interrupt me again!

BRIDGE TACTICIAN CORPORAL LIMOSS:

Priming!

Set for projection!

BRIDGE TACTICIAN CORPORAL LIMOSS:

Repositioning!

Projector display active. Projecting containment whirls!

BRIDGE TACTICIAN CORPORAL LIMOSS:

Whirls stabilizing…

BRIDGE TACTICIAN CORPORAL LIMOSS:

Stability!

ARMAMENTS SPECIALIST RALLY DICKSON:

Fire!

CAPTAIN KEVIN BOLTS:

Shit! That’s not good…

CAPTAIN KEVIN BOLTS:

Get us outta here!