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Fanatics fought fanatics of extreme opposition as a 'fallen from grace' presence helped drive them to extreme aggression, unheeding violence, and in a state where they had no regard for their own safety let alone of that of others around them. There, amongst them, the intruding third party would burn to death a selected cultist in an almost arbitrary fashion. Whether they be Puritycultist, or Purityfollower as they called themselves, or Shadowcultist (Shadowfollower) they were not in any way allied to that shadowy entity streaked with jagged energies of red. They fought in the, largely abandoned, settlement of Anklelusdeep but not because they were there.

 

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As they approached the ringwall surrounding the settlement of Anklelusdeep. The banners, of the Hardblood Survivalist Clan, flew above the wall but there were not many of them and they were not very big. There were turrets, showing on top of the wall, but they had proven to be dummies meant to scare people off.

Still, the Seekaquesters, as they were at a deeper level, picked up signs of life. Or was that really the case? The more louder, obvious, sounds that they were hearing were starting to prove to be fake; they were coming from loudspeakers of some kind.

Of those there, there were five empowered, enhanced, augmented humans as Seekachampions. They were two women, two men and a neuter outwardly appearing as a woman. There were five robots being lightly stomping robonoids, of humanoid robots, designed to look less technologically advanced than they were.

Just as the humans, and androids, wore compact backpacks along with their hoodrobes over power assisted body armour suits or PABASTs pronounced as 'pabasts'.

Sharry, one of the two actual women, spoke through 2ways inside human, android and robot heads. “Lots of fake noise being enough to indicate a busy community at work on a sunny day. Sounds of machines, animals, some music being played and more. It is almost all fake. The swish of treetops in the increasing wind, that is real.”

A rainstorm was coming in from the south across the Desolation Plains to that ringwalled settlement of Anklelusdeep. A light sprinkle of rain was starting to fall from incoming rain clouds. They reached the wall and began to follow it around, to their left.

Shanka, one of the two human men, spoke out. “There are spyholes, and gunports, in the wall but I psysense (psychic sense) nothing close behind them, at least nothing living. There is at least some living going on in that settlement.

 

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The heavy, steel, gates had been ripped open with great force, and also greatly scorched as had the hard ground. They had been smashed inwards. The burned, twisted, remains of two figures were only blackened, human, skeletons along with some ash and some damaged other gear. On the ground lay a duoshotgun, a double barrelled shotgun, and a long, lightly curved, sword with odd jagged symbols on its handle.

Jhenna, the neuter human, frowned softly and shook her head. “Shadowblader type Shadowcultists. Those fanatical fighters are trained hard, and dangerous, from early childhood. What ever struck them burned them away.”

Sharry sniffed the air. “Puritycultists, can smell them almost anywhere. If those monstrous fools are here, fanatics attacking fanatics, than the scene ahead will be very bad.”

Her prediction was quickly proven true as they saw burned down buildings, scattered corpses of which only a few defenders had been burned to death, a few more surviving structures and some peacefully active animals. There were trees, a few garden squares growing food, a small flower garden, a clothes line with long dried clothes, a tilted over wheelbarrow and out from it spilt earth.

The animals were a few ducks, chickens, rabbits, hornrabbits, a goat, and a saddled horse with the saddle gear showing Shadowblader symbols.

A dead body was in the offwhite hoodrobe of a Purityfollower and was still clutching a machinecarbine of a light machinegun. From his chest jutted a short, black, javelin.

Then it became clear that some of the Puritycultists had also been burned to death, as evidence clearly pointed out. So, had they been fighting each other when a powerful, third party, had dared to break in and spoil the 'party'?

 

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They tended to a heavily wounded Puritycultist and took blood samples that were tested in three ways. The results showed, amongst other facts, that the man had been heavily drugged. This was no real surprise but was the norm for such fanatical cults.

Five wounded Puritycultists, and four Shadowcultists, were transshifted away as a special kind of teleportation; they dematerialised, with a soft shimmering, to appear in what was called the Seekatranspost, a transmultidimensional hybrid of transport and outpost. The rest of STA3, Seekar Team A3, was there that STTA3A1 belonged to as Seekar Taskteam A3A1.

From there the wounded could, more easily, be transshifted onwards to Seekahomebase or even to Seekaoutpost Alpha for secure quarantine reasons.

They transshifted a few bodies, a some gear, to Seekatranspost from which they ended up being transshifted to Seekaoutpost Alpha; the transmultidimensional outpost had far better medical staff, and equipment, than Seekatranspost did. There the cultists could be better dealt with in other ways as well.

As they looked around, they transshifted dead cultists to Seekaoutpost Alpha through Seekatranspost along with items that were with them. They did the same with animals that came peacefully, happily, to them to be fussed over and given tasty snacks to. When the last animals were gone, along with the 34 dead cultists and many other items, they moved onwards.

They were to continue to make surprising

 

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They found the original inhabitants of Anklelusdeep all hiding in a fortified basement chamber. They were a mixed bunch of men, women, children, animals, basic remoterobots, potplants and even some mushrooms. There was a glass fronted roachbox for cultivating quite big meatroaches another for meatworms. There were books, toys, brooms, safely lock racked guns, secured ammo boxes, a 2DTV set, more domestic devices, boxes full of gear and much more.

A woman, called Marriet, spoke for the others being in rugged, practical, common gear for the region; that is a buttonshirt, longpants with extra pockets, a pouchvest and boots.

They, we did not know they were with the Shadowcult, hired us to come here and keep up the pretence that there were mad survivalists living here. The TechiSiblings rigged up the speakers, the fake turrets and other gear. Gavag, and Chancecis, are my son and daughter; they kept a security check on what was going on outside the ringwall. A dribble of resources came up from beneath and a mix of currencies. I was good, as payments and upkeep go, but not great. I missed the good quality coffee of the Cratercity of Craterburg that is our old home and where we were recruited from by a third party.”

She shook her head. “Strange tremors would go through everything. Odd stinks would come up out of long abandoned buildings. In some areas no plants grow and no animals will willingly go there, the ground being blackened by more than just natural fire. Yet, with the growing troubles in the Craterzone, the Craterlands, we did not wish to return to there. Now that you offer a better place to go to, we will take it.”

So the new agreement was formed and the transshiftments began, sending the small group, and what was with them, to Seekaoutpost Alpha. From there they would go to Seekahomecity that Seekahomebase was at the edge of.

Which was when the Seekachampions began to psysense a growing threat to the Seekaquesters and to those with them.

 

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Seekatranspost shook as an unknown force struck it. Shenny, of the human Seekachampions that were not in SqTTA1, was cyberlinked into an advanced supercomputer network system. She assisted in the defensive actions, of SqTTA1, and in trying to discover the nature of the attacker.

Then it was gone and all the Seekaquesters, and Seekatranspost Computers, knew was that it had been a powerful entity that had assaulted the Seekatranspost. They did not know what it was or why or even how it had done so.

In theory the Seekatranspost was supposed to be undetectable but none really took it for granted that that claim was true.

Sharls, a neuter human, spoke to others through radio 2ways. “That could have been Celestial or related to Celestial, in nature because of its detecting us and attacking us; both are supposed to be 'impossible'.”

Shotty, another woman Seekachampion, responded. “With our, true kind, the seemingly impossible has a habit of happening too often be that good, bad or neutral in effect.”

They went back to examining, at the multipurpose table they were sitting at, data that had come in from Anklelusdeep. Soon they would gain important information from Seekahomebase gained from corpses sent to there from Anklelusdeep.

Shenny remained in cyberlinkage as she, with the computer network systems, tried to detect the entity but nothing came from it; that is except to detect a variety of harmless entities, of the dimensional realm that the Seekatranspost was 'anchored into'.

 

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The TechiSiblings, that is not all of them but three of them of the TechiFamily, put into place tripod turrets around the building that their people had hidden below in a big basement. They were female TechiSue, the male TechiJoe and the neuter TechiAna who was outwardly female shaped.

The four, of the five, robonoids crouched down to hide behind various artificial and natural obstacles; the former were leftovers from the original settlement and the latter were wild grown bushes whose seeds probably blew in, on the winds, over the ringwall.

The other Seekaquesters then put into place portable barriers, also hidden, that the robonoids could drop behind as could others. Even the tripod turrets could drop downwards, if given time to, to land on a cushion pad; this was to lessen both noise and possible damage.

It turned out that the fake survivalist fanatics were former mercenaries, their former camp followers and a few who had joined them before, or after, the Strongborne Mercenary Cooperative was destroyed.

A transshiftment was sent off taking children, teenagers, pets, plants and other lifeforms, oldsters and a couple of younger adults who were inform or needed to help he group. The transshiftment also took much smaller organisms, of unplanned transportation, and a large amount of non living items.

The locals' guns were upgraded with the the use of augmentation modules added to them. One was cooling augments for dealing with the overheating problem of the basic laserguns of the former mercs. There were new type targeting scopes, recoil diversion butt pads, along with augments for non weapons. The Seekaquesters gave nothing but basic upgrades and used the same augmented guns and other basic tech or so it seemed as part of their infiltration guise.

A second transshiftment was sent off with half of the mercs and camp followers, animals, plants, mushrooms along with other 'stuff'.

Down, in the fortified basement, specialised kinds of precautions were put into place.

 

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The sensor pods, clamped against both the floor and walls of the fortified basement chamber, that filled up the whole basement level, went crazy with fast beeping sounds. Seconds later the disruptor pods fired off, sending waves of disruption through the ground against shadowlings.

The 'ghostly' entities moved through solid spaces, some kinds being more difficult for them to get through than others. Sensors detected, identified, weakest fastest shadowghosts, stronger-slower shadowghasts and strongest-slowest shadowtasms. The more powerful, the fewer each type was in number.

The three, as one, phasephysical Seekaquesters were immune to the disruptors so they went on the attack, slipping through the walls to fight back the strange attackers. Slight tremors went through the basement walls, and floor, as the exotic battle took place. Shadowghosts were easily hurled back, or destroyed, and soon most had fled away back the way that they had come from. The shadowghasts were tougher but soon they, and even the shadowtasms, were either no more or had retreated.

The phasephysical entities returned back to the basement chamber but then transshifted into Seekainventory, a transmultidimensional storage system, to their own specialised section there; there they rested, and recharged, in their own exotic fashion.

Sharry frowned, softly, even as gunfire came from the robonoids fired off their triplemachineguns that were arrow missile launchers on top and rocket grenadeshell launchers below. The turrets fired off machineguns, grenadeshells, and basic laserrifles now augmented to keep them from overheating.

Shadowbladers came charging at the building, drugged into over aggression and over confidence, firing off autocarbines as they came being automatic carbines. They used body armour under their knee length hoodrobes, according to information that was quite common in the region and was had by the Seekars. One knelt to use a simple, but dangerous, rocket grenade launcher, but died as a volley of machinegun bullets struck him. Others fell as Seekaquester humans, and androids, joined in the battle.

The Shadowbladers came in numbers, and armed in such a way, that suggested that they were expecting to fight only the former mercenary group; it was obvious that they had been sent to kill them but why was not obvious. Perhaps it was because the fake survivalists had observed Shadowcultists, there in Anklelusdeep, but one never really knew when it came to those crazed fanatics.

They died horribly and speedily, none surviving, none slowing let alone attempting to escape as bullets, and explosions, wiped them out.

It was all a pointless massacred of 38 killers of Shadowbladers who had probably been part of massacring others in a just as pointless manner.

 

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It had been a mixture of too many deaths and an anticlimax when it came to a threat; the enemy had died out of what seemed to be both overconfidence and an assumption that they would only be facing off against the fake survivalists. As for the destroyed shadowlings, it was apparently the same kind of dark results for the same type of foolish reasons.

Gavag, Sharry and a simuladroid went out to scout the area. They came upon a dead, old, man with a single bullet hole in his forehead. His gear was filthy as was his body. The human wore a hoodrobe festooned with a mad array of spiritual symbols that should not have, in theory, been so close together.

Sharry knelt and lightly touched the man on the forehead. “Died about one, and a third, hours ago. Dolphus was his name and he was some kind of spiritualist expert or so he considered himself to be. Arrogant, conceited, deceptive, self deceptive, cowardly, lazy and generally far from being a good person.”

Gavag nodded, snorted derisively, and spoke with a tone of mild scorn. “We found him already living here half mad and sometimes ranting about a group of 'spiritualist tomb hunters seeking valuable relics of antiquity' or stupid thieves who did not know what danger that they were putting themselves into. My people knew better to try to find out what was down below us, what was going on there; there was always a 'wrongness' about this place. You need to come with me.”

The ancient Shaztec stones were tilted, on their sides, broken and generally overgrown with weeds. Yet that they were there, away from officially stated Shaztec Territories of that long ago extinct empire, was a surprise enough.

Sharry frowned. “Both the Shadowcult and Puritycult have always been drawn to Shaztec ruins, the former to exploit them and the latter to destroy them. Or so it had always been believed by outsiders to both. We came here on a quest to learn just what was going on here, to gain information, and to depart.”

Gavag shrugged. “You have made many of our people, our groups resources, vanish away to go somewhere mysterious that you have not named. Yet I found myself trusting you as did my mother, Marriet, and my sister, Chancecis. We were betrayed by those we thought of as trusted comrades who wanted to take over the Strongborne Cooperative and turn it into a servant company to the corrupt, exploitative, Craterlands Gainful Corporation, the CGC. Many call it the Craterlands Greedy Corporation.”

He went on. “The irony is that we picked up dark whispers that the CGC is linked with the Shadowcult, and other nefarious factions, in some kind of conspiracy. Perhaps we were actually sent, to our hopeful escape hole, to be eventually killed off through the Shadowcult? We were set up to die! We killed some infamous VIPs in trying to survive when I suspect we were supposed to all die.”

 

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Seekatranspost materialised, as an outer aspect, as a lightly wooden wardrobe against one wall of the basement chamber. It was six metres wide, three metres high and three metres out from the wall but was a solid illusion. Central were double doors with full length mirrors on the front. To the left, of those doors, were nine square doored cupboards being in a three by three by three square formation. To the right was a row of drawers going up halfway and above that what looked like heavy glass protected shelves with a series of small items on them.

Gavag studied it, carefully. “Big, clean, neat, as new, fancy, of heavy wood and generally just like a typical wardrobe with an interesting range of items in the behind the five display windows. A rack of guns, a wall locker, a tool wall with tools, one of your robonoids, a thinner version of one, what looks like an odd television set set into a piece of wooden furniture, a machinery equipped workbench, a cubecanister, a motorboat with oars, five figures in shin length hoodrobes with backpacks plus different other gear, a Tree of Life statue, and a few other items. Yes, more than the one cubecanister, each having its own symbol.”

Sharry smiled. “A long row of books, as the lowest display, all identical except for symbols on the book ends along with titles, and in different colours making up sets of books. That is 10 sets, of 10 books each, adding up to 100 volumes.”

She went on. “This is the first time I have seen Seekatranspost materialise, appearing like this, as an outer aspect but Seekatranspost has many such guises, only looking as its standard cube display under certain circumstances.”

She opened both doors to expose clothes, with clothes hangers, hanging from a rod. In other words what one would expect to find in a typical wardrobe. They were of different types being a new. There were fur coats, leather coats, suits, dresses, bibbrace overalls, shoulder covering coveralls, fatigues and more than that.

A woman mercenary spoke from behind, and one side, of Gavag. “We could use some of those.”

Sharry shook head. “Solid illusions though you could find real copies in one of those drawers to the right of this part of the fake wardrobe. The clothes will become non solid illusions and then all of you can go into the wardrobe and wait in a cubechamber that is very big inside being far more so than this basement chamber; it has three levels. You can stay in the lowest level that you will find is well equipped. The other two levels will be sealed off to you and I can not speak of what is in them.”

The woman, Uharia, spoke. “Why send us there and not transshift us?”

Shimmy answered the question as another blonde, blue eyed, dark white skinned woman who looked very much like Sharry. “For now we can not speak of such matters for we have been commanded not to do so.”

 

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