Out of the Shadows
The sun was shining bright outside, but he had no way of knowing
that in the closed off room. He sat there and wondered why he
always got stuck with surveillance when it was nice outside, and
nothing interesting every happened anyway. After all, he thinks,
they dont even know were here! Then he remembered
that he was to be relieved at 1500.
"At least Ill get SOME daylight today," he
mumbled. "And some is better than none."
A blip on the radar caught his attention. He didnt think
there were any flights scheduled to go through this airspace
today. Deciding it was better safe than sorry, he goes through
the list of flight plans submitted, confirming the fact that
there are no flights going anywhere nearby. He looks up at the
radar to see that where there had been one blip, there were now
20, and they were headed straight towards ground zero.
He dives for a button, setting off the warning sirens all over
the base. As he is reaching for the controls for the anti-air
defense system, the first of the explosions hit. Too late, they
were dead in the water. Another explosion, this one closer. But
at least we can take a few of them with us, he thinks. Explosions
can be heard from all around him now. He looks at the status
readout and realizes that the defenses had stopped responding,
that had been their first target.
"We never even got a shot off!"
He sits there, paralyzed from fear. He thinks back to his
training, and remembers what he was supposed to do in this
situation. He flips a switch sending out a distress call. He
knows that help wont arrive in time, but at least they will
know what happened. Finally, an explosion rocks the small room,
exposing it to the bright light from outside. The force of the
blast throws the young technician into the wall with terminal
force. The battle was over before it had even began, the
defenders being caught totally by surprise. One of the attacking
aircraft lands outside the building housing the small room. Two
figures emerge and walk towards the building. They step through
the gap in the wall created by the blast and survey the damage.
Everything is destroyed.
"Primary objective destroyed, the mission is a
failure," the first one speaks into a radio. He then looks
at the second person. "What now sir?"
"Destroy everything, ensure there are no survivors. Leave no
evidence," he replies, and walks back towards the aircraft.
The first person relays those orders into the radio and follows.
They had failed this time, they would not fail again.
Six figures, four men, one woman and one................thing,
walk through the rubble, examining everything carefully.
"This is the third attack this week. I dont like this
one bit," the first one states.
"I dont think any of us do," the second one
responds. He looks at the woman, "you picking up
"Nothing, nothing at all," she replies, "this is
out of my area of expertise. It was caused by conventional
He looks back at the first and asks, "how about you?"
"Ill start taking a look."
Just then, screams can be heard in the distance. The thing starts
cowering in fear. The third one looks up, "one live ember in
the entire place and they HAVE to find it. Ill go check it
The first figure walks around looking carefully at the rubble.
After a few moments, he speaks up.
"I think Ive found something."
This grabs the attention of all the others as they gather around
to hear what he has to say.
"The blast marks on this piece indicated that it was an
explosive force from the inside that hit it. While this piece
over here shows stress on the outside."
The second steps forward. "That means that they blasted
their way in and then blew it up from the inside."
"Correct. I wonder why they didnt just blow it up from
the outside. They obviously had the firepower."
"Because, they were after something in this building. From
the fact that they took the time to destroy everything, that
means that they didnt find it. Otherwise, they would have
acted upon it immediately."
"What do you think they were after," the woman asks.
"Not what," he responds, "who. Theyre after
LOCATION: CWAL HQ
The air conditioners are going strong, keeping the room with 32
computers running at a comfortable 21°C. All 32 computers are
being used by CWALers that are playing in 4 separate FFAs.
The few CWALers that arent playing Starcraft are sitting
around drinking coffee. At one table, Mu, Maelstrom, Legion007,
Aura, MZ and ManaKnight are having a conversation.
"I do believe that the recent inactivity of our primary
opponent should be quite disquieting to all," comments Mu.
Aura gets a baffled look on her face. "Huh?"
"Allow me," Legion says. "What Mu is saying is
that we should be worried that Blizzard hasnt done anything
"Ah, I see." Aura nods in acceptance. "Maybe we
should check up on them."
"I believe that our lady companion has a commendable notion.
We should scrutinize Blizzard to determine why they are not
making any attempts to slay us at this point in time."
"We should spy on Blizzard to see why they arent doing
anything right now," Legion translates.
"All in favor of this idea, say aye," Maelstrom says.
Maelstrom is greeted by silence as he looks around the table to
see everyone staring at him. He shrinks back in his chair and
manages to squeak out, "sorry."
Legion gets up and looks at each person in turn, then says,
"This needs to be done, lets go."
Everyone nods their head and gets up. They all grab their
equipment and head out the door, across the street, and into
Blizzard HQ. Stepping through the front door, they see a flurry
of activity. Receptionists are running around everywhere. A squad
of security guards flood by. Flensers are everywhere. No one is
paying any attention to the CWALers.
"Well, I find this situation to be highly aberrant. Past
experience states that they should be reacting to the presence of
6 armed CWALers, yet they are not," comments Mu.
"What does that mean," questions Aura.
"Hes saying that its strange that theyre
ignoring us," Legion responds.
Maelstrom steps forward. "I think its time to do
something about that."
Before anyone can stop him, Maelstrom starts yelling "Hey
Blizzard, come get us!!" at the top of his lungs. All the
receptionists, security guards, and flensers stop and turn
towards the small group. The HP steps out of one doorway and
"Why are you all just STANDING there? You have work to
do," he yells. Looking around some more, he notices the
CWALers. "Oh, thats why. We dont have time to
deal with CWAL, get rid of them."
The army of Blizzard employees start advancing on the CWALers.
"My outlook on this predicament indicates that the best
course of action would be to remove our persons from this edifice
at the first plausible opportunity," Aura says.
The CWALers all stop and look at Aura with their mouths wide
open. Mu is the first to speak.
"I think she said we should get out of here quickly,"
translates Legion, "and I agree."
The small band of CWALers make a break for the door, and since
there wasnt anyone in between them and the door, they reach
it without incident. Back in CWAL HQ, they sit down to discuss
what they saw. ManaKnight is the first to speak up.
"Well, I think its safe to assume that theyre up
to something, and that what ever it is is BIG."
"I do believe that ManaKnight has correctly analyzed and
presented the dilemma created by the current situation," Mu
comments. "The only factor he neglected would be the
question that I now present to all of you. What do you believe
would be the best course of action for us to take in this current
"I say we try and find out what they are up to, it might
concern us," Maelstrom answers.
"Its Blizzard, anything this big is bound to have bad
consequences for us. I say we dig deeper," comments Legion.
"It seems then that we will follow that path then. Let us
Once again, the group of CWALers get up and head towards
A young technician is working the midnight shift. Music can be
heard throughout the listening station. To pass the time, he
practices his putting. He sets down the ball and lines up the
putt, when he notices a red light flashing. Surprised to see this
light flashing, he goes over and presses a button. Over a nearby
speaker, strange sounds are heard. Hearing this, he goes for the
A bedroom. It is dark, and there is a figure sleeping in the bed,
barely visible. He is snoring quite loudly when the phone rings.
"If this isnt an insanely beautiful woman, Im
"Sir, I think you should listen this."
At the other end of the connection, the technician holds the
phone up to a speaker. From the speaker, much noise can be heard.
At this sound, he jumps out of bed, but unfortunately hits his
head while doing so.
"Okay, what have we got?"
"Well, there is a large and noisy force coming at us
"Any identification yet?"
"No sir. Um, sir?"
"Yes, what is it?"
Then, all the action in the room stopped. Everyone who had come
in looked at the technician.
"Theyve just stopped sir. Radar stills shows them as
being far out of firing range."
"What the hell are they doing then...."
Before anyone can answer, the room begins to fill with gas.
"I believe it was a distraction sir....."
The technician barely manages to finish his sentence before he
succumbs to the gass effects. Soon everyone falls victim to
the gas. As soon as no one is left standing, the gas starts to be
circulated out of the room. Soon the air is breathable again. The
door opens and two figures walk in.
"Sir, the operation has been a complete success this
time," the first one says.
"Excellent, we have taken our objective intact."
He walks over to a computer and starts going through files. After
a few minutes, he finds what he is looking for. He grabs the
radio from the other and speaks into it.
"Get me command. Thank you. Sir, weve found the
command cell. Yessir, their coordinates as well. Understood sir,
were returning to base."
After the conversation he gets up.
"Our orders are to return to base immediately."
"We arent to destroy everything sir?"
"No, were going to take them out at the top. Eliminate
their command personnel."
With that, the two walk out of the room, leaving the computer on.
On the screen, 1 large, flashing word is plainly visible.
LOCATION: BLIZZARD HQ
The CEO is sitting in his office when a secretary comes in and
hands him a message.
"Sir, this just came in from allied command."
The CEO looks at the message. "WHAT?!? You mean theyve
been HERE all along?!? Get the HP, at least we have the location
of their base now. I want our forces assembled outside in 1
"Well, something big is happening. Look at all those
Mu, Maelstrom, Legion007, Aura, MZ and ManaKnight are hiding
behind a hill watching the activity in front of Blizzard HQ. Rows
upon rows of Flensers are being assembled, as well as hordes of
Zerglings, Hydralisks and Ultralisks. Marines and Firebats were
moving throughout the force. Mutalisks could be seen flying
overhead. One sight surprised the CWALers. In the center of the
force was a horde of, well, the Horde. A large number of
Ogre-Magi was present, as well as an unusually large number of
sappers. To top it all off, there was a small force of Death
"Thats Maelstrom, master of stating the obvious."
"Using a deductive method on the information we have come to
posses throughout the night, I would say that Blizzard is
preparing for an assault on some force or another."
"With that big of a force, its gotta be CWAL. Anyone
else would be overkill Id think."
"Good point. Lets get back HQ and warn everyone."
The CWALers move quickly and silently from their hiding spot back
"Are the forces ready HP?"
"Yes they are CEO."
"Excellent. Well, lets get this show on the road. Have them
proceed to the rendezvous point to meet up with the others."
The HP obediently goes off to relay the orders. Soon the small
army is off. The thunder of their footsteps can be heard for
miles around. Actually, it is so loud and forceful, it was
reported as an earthquake that night on the local 6 oclock
LOCATION: CWAL HQ
"Oh no, theyre starting to move!"
Alarms start going off throughout CWAL HQ. All the CWALers are
prepared for battle. The defensive systems are armed and primed.
The tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Okay, a
rusty butter knife, but still. Maelstrom was keeping an eye on
the attack force, when he noticed something strange.
"Um, why are they going the other way?"
"WHAT?!?" all the CWALers yelled in unison.
"Theyre going in the opposite direction, AWAY from
"It would seem that our diagnosis of the situation is
horribly erroneous. It is now obvious to us all that CWAL is not
their target as we had previously believed. Upon seeing this new
factor, I would say that their target would be none other than
"Maybe we should help them"
This suggestion from Fjorxc was greeted with grumbling from the
CWALers. From another room, Paranoid CWALer is heard yelling,
"ITS ALL A CONSPIRACY!!! IF WE GO OUT THERE, THEYRE
GONNA ATTACK US!!!! HEY!!! Whyre you coming at me with that
needle, Mu? NO!!! AHHHHHH!!!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!!!! This stuff
doesnt work on......" Paranoid CWALer trails off. A
thump is heard as something hits the ground in the other room.
Dark Chrono steps forward.
"Forks is right. They saved us once, we should return the
Dark Chrono is greeted with grumblings of agreement.
"Good. Now lets go! Rask, just in case, keep the defenses
The mass numbers of CWALers file out of the HQ, leaving just the
unconscious Paranoid CWALer and MZ behind.
LOCATION: WAYPOINT ALPHA
"Wow, are THEY ever in for some trouble."
The CWALers are watching a very dangerous scene unfold below.
Along with the forces sent by Blizzard, troops from other
companies can be seen forming up into a unified attack force.
K-Bots can be seen milling around in the sea of troops. Several
AT-AT walkers and a number of smaller AT-ST walkers tower above
the troops. Not quite as large, but not exactly small, a force of
MCAs sent from Monolith stand ready. A battalion of Mechs from
Activision march towards the growing army. 5 airships, the Red
Wings sent from SquareSoft, set down, as does a flight of Orcas.
"No kidding. Thats the most troops Ive ever seen
in one place at one time. I wonder what they did to deserve
"It is doubtful that we would have time to figure that out
at this moment, the unified army seems to be on the move
Down below, the throng of troops began to move forward, out into
LOCATION: PFBS HQ
"Its just a matter of time before they find us."
"Id tend to agree. All we have to do now is
No sooner does Magni finish his sentence than Bergling starts
running in circles and screaming at the top of his lungs.
"Looks like we dont even have to wait anymore. Are the
countermeasures in place, Whyte?"
"Yes. I just have to do a check on the backups."
"Good, cause we dont have much time now."
LOCATION: OUTSIDE PFBS HQ
"THATS PFBS HQ?!?" screams the Blizzard HP.
"Yes, they tend to rely more on secrecy than heavy
defenses," answers the Westwood HP.
"This should be easy then." Grinning, the HP gives the
order to attack. As soon as the troops start to move, something
completely unexpected by the HPs happens. From PFBS HQ, loud
enough to be heard back in Irvine if you listened hard enough,
Wagners "Ride of the Valkyries" can be heard
(AUTHORS NOTE: Yes, I did have to look that up). The HP
looks puzzled. "They sure like their music loud. Dont
you think its a bit of a coincidence that they just happen
to play that song RIGHT when were attacking?" A frown
spreads across the HPs face. "Oh crap. They know were
"Great," the Monolith HP says. "That means theyll
know who killed them."
LOCATION: INSIDE PFBS HQ
"Here they come!"
"RELEASE THE HOUNDS!!"
Kebs looks at Dark Nexus. "We dont have any
"Because you forgot to get the dog licenses, thats
Dark Nexus grins sheepishly. "Oh yeah, forgot about that.
Uh, okay...... I know. DONT FIRE UNTIL YOU SEE THE WHITES
OF THEIR EYES!!!"
"We either cant see their eyes at all, or their eyes
dont have any white."
"How about, fire?"
"Um, yeah, lets go with that."
Dark Nexus hits a button on a control panel, activating the
defense matrix. Grinning, he looks out the window at the
advancing force. "Time to play!"
"That one was better."
The jaws of 50 CWALers drop simultaneously. In front of them,
what seemed like a normal cliff wall is now bristling with
"Someone want to tell me where I can get some of
those?" Maggott says, pointing at the guns.
"Uh oh, when Maggott asks where he can get weapons he sees,
thats BOUND to mean SOMETHING..."
LOCATION: ELSEWHERE OUTSIDE
The Westwood HP slaps the Blizzard HP across the back of the
head. "Dont you know ANYTHING?!? NEVER say anything
along the lines of this is gonna be easy!!!!"
The PFBSers all nod at Dark Nexus.
Suddenly, the music changes to heavy techno. Bergling cowers.
"Sorry, I guess I taped over it by mistake."
"Well, I dont have time to deal with this now, so Ill
get to you LATER! Now, where was I? Oh yes. Okay, lets
The PFBSers charge out of the HQ and into battle, none to soon.
Even though the massive number of defensive guns had taken quite
a large toll on the attacking force, through sheer numbers they
had managed to reach the base and were flooding through the front
door. Outside, the heavy artillery tries to blast the defenses
without much luck. Every time they fire at one, it moves. The
AT-ATs were the first to go, and number of the AT-STs, Mechs and
MCAs are little more than smoking hulks littering the
From a distance, the CWALers watch as a number of sappers charge
at the wall of the base. Before they reach it however, one of the
guns swivels and fires at them, right when they were in the
middle of a large group of Zerg.
*THIS SCENE HAS BEEN EDITED OUT DUE TO CONTENT*
Maelstrom wipes a piece of Zergling off his face. "Well THAT
was rather gruesome...."
Dark Chrono looks over the battle and frowns. Well, as much as
one can without a mouth. Even with the amazing showing by the
defense systems, the battle was not going well. He ignites his
psi-blades. "Its time we joined in."
With a war cry that would make Dracula cringe, Squeeky charged
into battle. A few moments later, after recovering from the shock
of hearing such a small mouse let out a yell like that, the rest
of the CWALers charged into battle.
Hearing a scream that would have chilled his blood if he hadnt
have been a robot, the HP turned around to see where it came
from. Doing so, he sees a little spec in the distance holding a
gun significantly larger. He turns around and taps the Westwood
HP on the shoulder.
"What is it?"
"We have a bit of unexpected company."
The HP points at the charging mass of battle-ready CWALers.
"Oh." The Westwood HP speaks into a radio. "All
Orcas divert and attack the approaching hostiles. Keep them
Fron looks up into the air and sees the incoming Orcas. "Oh
crap. Forks, where the hell are you!"
Even though he couldnt possibly have heard Fron, Fjorxc
appears on the scene, followed by Bee, Dragoneyes, Krath, Seraph,
Liz, Moogle, War2Guy and Shriek.
"Sorry it took so long, I wanted to stop off for some ice
"No problem Forks, you got here just in time. NOW TAKE OUT
"IM GOING DOWN!!!!" yells War2Guy.
"Try and hit that AT-AT!!! Its the last one!"
Obediently, War2Guy crashes his F-18 into the Imperial walker,
completely trashing it.
Meanwhile, back in the air, the flying CWALers engage the enemy
Orcas. Fjorxc takes out the first one with his sidewinders.
Dragoneyes and Krath each land on the cockpit of an Orca and rip
through the windshield, pulling the pilot out. Shriek lands on
another Orca and starts ripping through the hull. Finally, he
reaches the circuitry and starts ripping it apart. Liz flies up
beside an Orca and casts ensnare on the engines. Being all gummed
up and unable to spin fast enough, the Orca crashes into the
ground. Hard. Fjorxc takes another out with his chaingun. Seraph
points the schmisser at one of the Orcas and fires. The bullets
rip through the windshield, killing the pilot. Bee is stabbing
through the hull with his stinger in an attempt to hit something
vital. Moogle lands on the back of one Orca and starts to dance.
A whirlwind appears, sending the Orca crashing into a cliff.
Dragoneyes comes at one of the Orcas from below breathing fire,
fusing the engines to the body of the craft. Unable to work at
all now, the Orca goes down in a spectacular fireball. Liz looks
at another Orca and casts spawn broodling on the pilot, and since
broodlings cant fly Orcas, you can guess what happened.
Bee, furiously stabbing at the Orca, finally manages to hit
something critical, as the aircraft spins out of control. Krath,
seeing the last Orca making a run for it, flies up behind it and
grabs the tail. Using immense strength, he bends the metal of the
airframe. In its new shape, the Orca cant maintain
stability and crashes into one of the airships, destroying both.
Suddenly, the radio in Fjorxcs Orca goes off. Dark Nexus is
heard over the speaker.
"Thanks for the help, Forks. Now, think you can take out the
rest of those pesky fliers for us?"
Back inside PFBS HQ, the battle is not going well. Despite their
efforts, the PFBSers are being pushed farther and farther back
into the recesses of their base. Even worse, theyre getting
separated. A pyro K-Bot is standing at the door to the bathroom,
killing Bergling over and over again. Down in the basement, a
pair of K-Bots have Deamon cornered. One of the K-Bots goes to
fire, and Deamon jumps into action. He jumps at the K-Bot and
quickly wraps himself around the arm. He then forces the gun to
point directly at the K-Bots head as it fires. Seeing the
second K-Bot coming for him, a spike suddenly shoots out from his
mass and directly through the command center of the second K-Bot.
Upstairs, Thunder and Magni are fighting against the oncoming
tide of marines and firebats. Seeing how the battle is going,
Thunder sees only one way to survive this wave. Reaching into a
nearby cupboard, he grabs something and tosses it to Magni.
Magni reaches out and grabs it. He looks at it. "Ohhh....
cola flavored!" He downs the frozen carbonated beverage. His
eyes widen and he pulls out a roll of duct tape. Grinning he
charges into battle. Soon, most of the marines are taped to the
Dark Nexus wasnt faring as well. The Hydralisks had him in
retreat down a hall. Reaching the end of the hall, he goes
through the door, shutting it behind him. Looking around, a big
grin spreads across his face.
"Good work Magni, good thing that FCB was there!"
"Yeah, no kidding."
"Where did DN go?"
"I think I saw him heading down that hall over there, being
chased by Hydralisks."
"Hell need our help, lets go!"
Magni and Thunder charge down the hall and are nearing a corner
when a group of hydralisks come running back around the corner
and running away. In unison, they look at each other. "What
Right behind the Hydralisks, Dark Nexus rounds the corner,
carrying a LOT of weaponry. "They chased me into the weapons
"That explains it."
"Come on, lets go find the others."
A group of firebats are searching the housing area for the Speds.
Opening a door, they come across their quarry. "Light it
In unison, the Speds respond, "all right!"
Before the firebats can do anything, the Speds let loose their
flames. It just happened to be the Speds room, so
everything was flammable. Everything around the firebats erupted
into flame. Soon, all that was left was a few piles of ashes.
Outside, the CWALers have finally reached the main battle field.
Lothos stumbles upon a group of Death Knights. They all turn
towards him and their staffs start to glow a faint green. Lothos
breaks into a strange grin and pulls out his Death Knight staff.
"Hey, mine does that too!"
In the distance, strange screams can be heard and bones can be
seen flying everywhere.
He kept killing and killing but there seemed to be no end to the
zerglings. Kazz was already standing in a pile of dead zerglings
3 feet high. "Die you stupid zerg!"
"REVVVVVVV!" Fluffy added, and together they continued
to kill the zerglings on their way to PFBS HQ.
The Ogre-Magi were so busy casting bloodlust that they failed to
notice another join their ranks. Finally, one of them notices.
"Hey, where did/you come from?"
"Duh, I was here/the entire time!"
As soon as the Ogre mage turned around, ZoZo whacked him over the
head. The others turn around and charge at him. Thinking quick
for once, ZoZo casts runes in their path. Not seeing this in
time, the remaining Ogre-Magi charge into the magical land mines.
ZoZo charges off to find another battle, quite pleased with his
Like ZoZo, Sofielisk had infiltrated the ranks of a group of
Hydralisks. Sneaking up behind them, she was trying to decide
what to do.
"I say we just get them now!" Sofie screamed.
"No, we have to wait for later," Jasmine argued.
"I dont like this, its too dangerous!"
"Thats it, its go time!"
Sofie in control, the spines flew out, skewering a number of the
hydralisks. The rest of the group turned around.
"I think we should listen to Sassy this time."
"Yeah, that would be a good idea."
"Well, I say RUN!"
Now with Sassy in control, the hydralisk body takes off, with 5
other hydralisks in pursuit.
Dark Chrono was lost in the fight. He had just let his mind go as
he battled towards the front door. So, it came as a surprise to
him when he finally reached it. Turning around, he yelled to the
other CWALers. "Everyone inside!" All the CWALers that
wernt currently engaged in a fight headed for the open
doorway and followed Dark Chrono inside.
In the main room of PFBS HQ, nothing much was left. Dark Nexus,
Thunder and Magni emerged from one hall just as the Speds emerged
"You guys okay?"
The Speds nod at Dark Nexus.
"Now, where are the rest of them?"
From down one of the other halls, yelling can be heard.
"Stupid spell had to backfire on me! Hey! Get away from me
you zerg! Oh no, this is bad!"
Dark Nexus grabs one of the weapons and opens his mouth, about to
speak, but Thunder stops him. "No, let me." Thunder
pulls out the biggest gun he can find and grins. "Good...
bad... Im the guy with the gun."
They all go charging down the hall with a grin on their faces.
They stop at the corner and Dark Nexus holds up his hand,
indicating in a count of 5. Silently, he lips the numbers. At 5,
they all jump around the corner. Dark Nexus fires the weapon in
his hands. Vines shoot out of the barrel and grab 5 Zerglings and
start bashing them against each other. Realizing that this weapon
is now useless, Dark Nexus grabs another. While he is doing so,
Thunder fires. An explosion rocks the base as he blows out a
wall. With the wall, he also managed to destroy a dozen
hydralisks. Kebs finally gets her spell to work, and the
remaining Zerg are turned into dust bunnies.
"Thanks for the help."
She looks at the guns Dark Nexus is carrying. "Now I know
what has you so happy."
"Yep, now Id suggest we get out of here!"
The PFBSers charge off towards their destination.
Having decided it would probably be safer, Deamon moved through
the air ducts to the control room. That was bound to be where
they would regroup. Moving up to the vent, he sees a group of 3
marines standing around.
"We really gonna blow this place?"
"Only if we see a PFBSer."
Using this as his cue, Deamon burst out of the vent and onto the
"Ah! Get this thing off me!"
Moving up to the head of the marine, Deamon leaves the mouth
uncovered and waits until his victim stumbles in right between
the other two marines. As soon as he is, he starts to strangle
"SHOOT THIS THING!!!"
As Deamon predicted, the other two marines opened fire. Jumping
out of the way as they fire, he watches as the bullets tear
through the marines head, and straight across into each
other. "Perfect," he thought. Across the room, the door
begins to open. About to jump into action again, Deamon manages
to restrain himself as Dark Nexus comes through. "Good to
see you here."
"Wouldnt have missed it for the world. Its time
for scorched earth."
"You sure we need it?"
"Positive. There are just to many of them. You all know what
Magni, Thunder, Kebs and Dark Nexus all go to a computer terminal
and log in.
"Activate Scorched Earth procedure. Authorization,
"Activate Scorched Earth procedure. Authorization,
"Activate Scorched Earth procedure. Authorization,
"Activate Scorched Earth procedure. Authorization, Dark
"Scorched Earth procedure initiated."
"Silent countdown, starting at 15 minutes."
"Acknowledged. Starting 15 minute countdown, now."
"May I suggest that we get out of here?"
"Good idea. Oh wait, cant forget this."
Dark Nexus goes to the vault and opens it. Inside is a singular
CD. He takes it and stashes it somewhere on himself. "Now we
Exiting out to the main foyer, the PFBSers are greeted with an
ugly site. Waiting for them was an army of Flensers.
"This is NOT good."
"Maybe it IS a good day to die!"
Dark Nexus pulls out his shotgun and looks at Thunder. "I
dont know about you, but I plan on living a bit longer
As Dark Nexus prepares for battle, a pair of Psi-blades rip
through one of the Flensers. To the left of this, one of the
Flensers gets splattered with paint and gets its motors jammed.
Another falls over, having shorted out. Over to the right,
another does the same, this time an audible zap is heard. Beside
this, a Flenser gets a pitchfork through the head. Another is
peppered with sporks. Through the hole created in the line of
Flensers, the members of CWAL flood in.
"Need a little help?"
Together, the CWALers and PFBSers clean the room out quickly and
efficiently. After the battle is over, Dark Nexus turns to Dark
Chrono and hands him the CD. "Fearless wanted you to have
this, and Id suggest you get out of here NOW. This place is
rigged to go up in a few minutes. Take the back door though, down
that passage over there, and thanks."
"Youre welcome," Dark Chrono says as the PFBSers
take off in another direction. "Well, you heard him, lets
get out of here!" With that, the CWALers head down the side
passage out the back door to the base.
"Excellent, the CWALers are now in the base too. We have
them trapped. Everyone into the building!" yells the Cavedog
"I dont know that thats such a good idea"
"How long have you been trying to deal with these scum? Too
long. Now I know why theyre still around."
"Fine, but I warned you."
The various HPs follow the last of the army into the base.
"How long do we have?"
"About 3 minutes."
"Is that long enough?"
"If Whyte has everything ready, yes."
The PFBSers continue descending farther and farther into the
base. Soon, however, they reach their destination. Opening the
doors, they enter a large launch bay.
"Everything in order Whyte?"
"Yes. How much time left?"
"Two minutes and change."
"This is gonna be cutting it close. Everyone get in and
strap up. Were getting out of here."
Whyte leads them to a strange looking aircraft, a cross between a
stealth bomber and a Leer jet. They all get in and strap into
their seats. Whyte takes the pilots seat and begins the
startup procedure. Thunder starts to sing "Leaving on a Jet
"Didnt you forget to do something?"
"THE LAUNCH DOORS!!!"
Back upstairs, the HPs manage to find the control room. Entering,
they look around. On every screen in the room, numbers are
counting down. The LucasArts HP looks at the countdown. "Out
of curiosity, anyone know what happens when this reaches
"I dont think we want to find out."
"I dont think we have a choice."
The counter is at 15 seconds.
"I told you so."
"Main boosters initiated. Were outta here!"
On the control board, there is a LED display showing the same
timer the HPs are looking at. It continues to count down. 3...
2... 1... 0.
"HOLD ON! THIS IS GONNA BE CLOSE!"
The PFBSers all grab the arms of their chairs as the HQ explodes
behind them. Less than a second later, the shockwave created by
the blast slams into the aircraft, sending it into a spin. Alarms
start going off all around them.
"Navigation, down. Weapons, down. Thrust, 50%. Stabilizers,
down. Fuel, 35%. Were gonna make it, as long as we dont
run into any turbulence on the way."
From a safe distance, the CWALers watch the massive fireball rise
into the sky.
"Do you think they got out?"
"Probably. I dont think the same can be said about
their attackers however."
"Whats on the disk?"
"Lets find out." Dark Chrono pulls out a CD
reader and inserts the CD. After a few moments, he looks at the
rest of the CWALers. "It seems there is more to PFBS than
meets the eye...."
The CEO is sitting at his desk, waiting for the HP to report that
the attack was a complete success when the LCG walks in.
"Sir, I have bad news. About an hour ago, the HPs
responder stopped. Ive determined that this is not because
"What does that mean?"
"It means that the HP was destroyed."
"In that case, make another one. And make this one smarter
than the last one. And less annoying. And less likely to question
By this time, the LCG had drowned out the CEO. He was actually
pleased at the idea of creating another automaton. This one would
be even better than the last, and much more successful....
(Fade to black)