Alpha-Omega

[Maharg67]

NINE has also been added (to the previous Post that I made)

 

TEN

 

Bobby rode a horse along the gently winding dirt road towards the settlement he had been spying on earlier. Except it was no more a horse than he was a tribal of a Martian Greenlander, a resident of one of the Martian Green Zones. Red Zones were poorly Terraformed and still largely hostile to Terran introduced life. Between these were classified Amber and Yellow Zones. But it smelt, sounded and looked like a saddled horse with all the proper gear including panniers.

 

He rode not too fast but he slowly caught up with a large convoy of folks in mostly horse drawn wagons and caravans with electric lighting, radio aerials and even 3DTV antennae. Tribals looked at him suspiciously and he smiled back with warm brown eyes that somehow failed to soften; there was a hard streak to them.

 

A metal armoured amazon rode up to pace her horse next to him and she, a youthful but mature woman, studied him with a half smile. “A man who rides alone in the wilderness, even that of the Greenlands, is a fool.”

 

He smiled back. “Not too far off are my friends. Do you know of a man called Adam Earthwise?”

 

Now she lost her smile. “There are those who would kill Adam Earthwise simply because he has helped to improve the lives of the Tribal Settlers. He and his people came with many resources but mostly with knowledge and skills that they could teach to the people. This caused loss of profit to various greedy and ruthless traders and various bandit leaders found the new defence/security of the settlement was not going to allow them to rob the people any more; both would have Adam killed. We will not allow this to happen.”

 

Bobby nodded. “Most interesting! So he is a good man now, is he?”

 

She looked hard at Bobby. “He is my grandfather and he has always been a fine man. Who are you to say such things? You are younger than I am?”

 

Bobby shrugged just a little. “So it would seem. Can you communicate with him and ask him to meet me in the settlement. As you can see there is only me and my horse. I am hardly going to be a threat.”

 

But she only looked more sharply at him. “What is your name?”

 

He shrugged again. “Bobby of JSET! I come in peace. Your grandfather has data I need to gain access to. I have gifts to give your settlement. Of course I do not have most of them with me but some are in one horse pannier or on my person. Why do I get the impression that people are on the move from something?”

 

The woman frowned at him. “You sound like a typical Federat who is ignorant of tribal affairs. There are savages attacking from the Yellow Zones to the west, south-west and south of us but the Federats don’t care.”

 

“In all fairness you tend to shoot at them as soon as they appear.” He shrugged. “You could work with them more and provide them with information. No, I am not of the new Solsystem Federation that recently replaced both of the older Federations. I serve another outside of the factions of Mars or Luna or Terra/Orbit or the Belt or the Jovan Moons though I have been to them all. I went to Terra, sometimes now called the Lost/Earth, of course because I was born there.”

 

She frowned at him. “My grandfather told us of the brave JSET, the Jupiter Space Expeditionary Taskforce, that went off to deal with the zetan threat after THEY, the Greys, were destroyed on and closer to Terra.”

 

Bobby looked surprised. “THEY were not the Greys. The Greys are merely the puppet clone people of the true THEY just as the zetans are mind tricked followers of the Greys. This is most interesting. If people here think that they defeated THEY, then they are wrong, so to speak. Perhaps this is why my Ladies/Lords have sent me back. I do not like to guess at their intentions for too often in the past I have been wrong. This is a beautiful land you have here.”

 

“Beautiful but harsh!” She frowned softly. “Hard to live upon.”

 

He shook his head. “Odd that you say that for I sense a vast amount of untapped resources here in plants, animals, minerals in the ground and even in the air. Diflective transformational processing alone could see the production of at least a hundred main categories of resources all the way from baseline nutritional foods to octicelluar service orboids and even such as multiple razmation, multiple/linkage cloning and force adaptation redirective matrix assemblies.”

 

At that she sighed. “You do speak like grandfather when he is high falooting but worse. So let’s get back to reality.”

 

Bobby raised one hand, palm cupped upwards and fingers open. There was a sparkling shimmer and he lowered his hand to show there a softly glistening jelly substance in a lightly flattened sphere. It glowed softly from within and inside a small silvery tadpole creatures was flickering around and gazing at everything with two big brown orb eyes. She looked started.

 

He smiled. “I just DTPated this octicelluar orboid into existence but it’s a baby, a tadpole, and has some growing to do. It’s a cutie!” Then he lifted up the globe and looked at the orboid tadpole and it looked back and wiggled in delight.

 

With a sparkling shimmer the jelly globe and little critter vanished.

 

At that the woman frowned and shook her head. “Grandfather is going to love you. If he has his way we will be up to his neck in orboid thingies in the blink of an eye. You are just weird enough to get on with him when he is at his worst. My name is Jane Earthwise.”

 

TO BE CONTINUED

[Herculine]

I can't wait to find out more about the mysterious THEY...

[Maharg67]

Herculine, THEY are the dreaded mysterious behind a great secret conspiracy of horror.

 

 

ELEVEN

 

Buffy/Jo Harrington didn’t like her name a whole lot but she hadn’t been given any choice in the matter. She was blonde, beautiful, slimly voluptuous, lightly muscular, blue eyed and was wearing a tight buttonshirt tied in a knot to expose a fair amount of cleavage and midriff. She made her way in the shirt, jeans, a Tshirt and boots down one of the many rampways of the great big crater that held most of Outer Megaton. Men ogled her as would a few women but that was quite normal. They also took account of the large revolver pistols holstered at her hips in used but well cared for leather holsters. The guns were .38 Magnums which, amazingly enough, she could fire single handed at the same time with great ease.

 

Over a hundred buildings were found going up the sides of the crater, which was over a kilometre (roughly half a mile) wide. There were plenty of rampways, walkways, platforms and other structures. Many structures dug into the fused surfaced sides of the craters and there were expanding chambers, passageways and other spaces going in all directions. The joke was that the Elite Families had no idea that the hidden areas were much bigger than they would have guessed because the Elites tended to be over confident and to see Outer Megatonfolk only with contempt. The Elites needed the goods and services that the Outer Megatonfolk provided but were far from grateful for it though the Outer Megatonfolk were treated fairly in many ways.

 

Harringtons were the big family of Outer Megaton in more ways than one. They were influential, powerful and wealthy. They had a mansion, by Megaton standards, of three levels with many areas dug deeper into the Craterside. She could see the mansion from where she was and it was newly painted. Big old semi-enclosed balconies could be seen and there was old Family Elder Samuel Harrington himself smoking a pipe and leering at Bobby/Jo with a big happy grin. Bobby/Jo waved and smiled while she imagined what it would be like to shove the pipe down his throat and choke him to death. But she had a role to play and played it she did.

 

Samuel Harrington and the other two Harrington Family Elders had murdered nineteen innocent people to get access to a fortune in resources that they then stole. In the gun fight four Harringtons had died. The attack had been treacherous. The Harringtons had been forced to flee from West Virginia to the big ocean channel and then to Megaton. They had changed names twice on the run from Clanhunters. Clanhunters had killed another eight of what had been the McDoogle Havish Clanfamily of the McDoogle Clan. The victims had been of the Sharn Clanfamily of the McDoogle Clan.

 

Recently some of the Harringtons had made contact with Clanhunters and had made a deal. Mayor Harrington, who did not live in the mansion but in the smaller Harrington House, had signed that agreement herself. When Mayor Kylie/Jo Harrington, new elected, had refused to secretly follow the orders of the three Harrington Elders, they had ejected her from the house but she had immediately moved into the Mayor’s House, recently vacated by former Mayor Brad Hacker. Hacker had been a man frightened of the Harrington Elders and even more frightened of the Elite Families, who dared but do nothing in case he came to harm. The new mayor was happy to approve many new projects of upgrading and expansionism though in a carefully planned manner.

 

She walked along in front of a big long mural showing a green landscape complete with trees and a big clean flowing river. The only building was a small farm house and the only people were having a family picnic with out a single gun in sight. The only animals were a couple of rabbits and a couple of small colourful birds. There were no raiders, no mutated man eater plants and no mutated animal monsters.

 

Lucy West was standing close to the mural in leather armour and was carrying a pair of Prewar books. She smiled at Buffy/Jo and passed them over. “Oliver’s Twist was just wonderful a read so I have a book here for you to borrow.”

 

Buffy/Jo smiled. “Of course. What is it?”

 

“Frankenstein by Merry Shelley.” Lucy responded. “A little on the dark side but wonderful. Is the old perv watching us?”

 

Buffy/Jo smiled some more. “Of course he is, hoping to catch us kissing.”

 

So they kissed passionately, tongue kissing just a little and hugging. The old man on the balcony indeed did ogle them as did others but others watched with a soft frown. Then the two young women parted ways.

 

TO BE CONTINUED

Edited December 20, 2009 by Maharg67

[Herculine]

Herculine, THEY are the dreaded mysterious behind a great secret conspiracy of horror.

ELEVEN

to be added here later

 

The shadows in the shadows?

[Maharg67]

Both the greater evil concealed inside normal 'shadow' and the ability to detect it.

[species5478]

To be continued? Awwww...can't wait!

[Maharg67]

ELEVEN has been added above

 

 

:ermm: :blink: :banana: :blink: :thanks: :unsure: :whistling:

Edited December 22, 2009 by Maharg67

[Herculine]

As always I will be anxiously waiting for more.

[Maharg67]

TWELVE

 

Jack’O’Man sat at a table in the corner of the big main room of the Brass Lantern with an empty dirty plate and a half full glass of lemonade in front of him. The food was had stew with squirrel meat and various vegetables. By DC Wastelands standards it was good.

 

The Regulator was wary. He liked to relax at his meals in any large fortified settlement but the strangers at the bar were causing him to be watchful. He had already alerted his people. These were elite hunters, elite killers, in a league above that even of his people. Something told him they were mainlanders.

 

Then a woman was sitting next to him, one of them, and was pushing a small book in front of him. It had a blank canvas cover. She nodded and he opened it to begin to read through the real history of the Harringtons, the treachery, the butchery, the various other terrible crimes that got them to Megaton. He read fast and skirted much of the detail. Then he was closing it and turning to the woman.

 

Jack’O’Man nodded. “You have the cooperation of the Regulators. The Harrington Family has been linked to various crimes and criminal groups including the slavers of Paradise Falls and the DC Syndicates of Armageddon Park. You can trust the Mayor Kylie/Jo Harrington and other Harringtons.”

 

The woman looked at him with hard eyes. “You may call me Shae!”

 

Jack’O’Man. “I suppose there is reason to.”

 

She gave him an odd look. “Yes, it is my name.” Then she gave him an odd smile. “Not my true Clan name, of course, but you are an Outsider. We wish to deal with this affair as quickly as possible as we have other business to deal with. Later you may also help us with that.”

 

Shae went on speaking. “We have already made a deal with the mayor and her people. We have been talking with Sheriff Lucas Simms who badly wants to convict the Harringtons with a series of crimes and prove their links with the infamous Colin Moriarty of the Gogo Delights Saloon. He seems to have a fixation with Moriarty but then again from our own investigations he has good reason to have. As you most likely know, what makes this situation most difficult is that Megaton is ruled by the Elite Families and by President Vullumius. The size of the Megaton Guard is truly disproportionate to the general size of the Megaton population. There is also much empty space down there that could be used by people along with other unused valuable resources.”

 

Jack’O’Man looked surprised. “How do you know?”

 

The woman responded. “We Clansfolk have over a dozen missile silo bunkers in our mountains and valleys. We have learned how to infiltrate them for a whole lot of reasons. They tend to follow five basic plans depending upon what corporation built them and when they were built. It was not hard to find out which this one was those it does have some very interesting variations and additions not found in any of our missile silo bunkerplexes. We were only able to infiltrate to a very limited degree. The security network-systems down there are generally very impressive but with some notable gaps and other weaknesses.”

 

Jack’O’Man laughed softly. Then he spoke. “I say we expand our deal to include the Union of Columbia and the conquest of Megaton. The UnionCol has been seeking to take this place for a very long time and for many good reasons. The Elite Families sell to both sides goods and services but have favoured the Crosswayne Commonwealth because the Union simply does not condone the way they rule Megaton or how they behave in many ways.”

 

Shae nodded. “I will need to consult with my people but I suspect strongly that a deal will be made though we may ask a special price be paid.” She stood up. “Enjoy your lemonade. It is very nice here.”

 

She turned and left him.

 

TO BE CONTINUED

Edited December 22, 2009 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

THIRTEEN

 

The powerful Clavers of the Belt wished to join the Solsystem Federation as soon as possible. The news jolted the whole power balance of the Inner Solsystem. The United Citystates of Mars soon decided officially it also wanted to be part of the Solsystem Federation. The Solsystem Federation leadership responded after they got over their understandable shock.

 

The Confederation was angry and frightened. The North Polar League simply stated it would remain a neutral power of a tax haven, a casino pleasure resort and a seller of goods and services to any buyers.

 

FEAR learned that Bobby of JSET had been spotted close to one of the tribal settlements not too far from Marsville itself.

 

Star Marshal Hawk/Eye Samuels took charge of the investigation himself and a FEAR Team was sent into the area.

 

TO BE CONTINUED