THIRTEEN OF THIRTEEN

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

LORDS PARARA TREASAR ALPHAOMEGA OF THE ALPHAOMEGA THIRTEEN

 

Lord Treasar AlphaOmega sat inside a sophisticated, complex command-chair facing one big 3Dwallscreen and banks of smaller 3Dflatscreens. Some showed views but most showed data in other forms such as flows of symbols, maps and diagrams. The chamber was a metallic dome, very large, and yet Lord Treasar AlphaOmega was alone. She was in a tight fleximetallic suit and she looked like a young albino woman except that her eyes were grey.

 

Was alone, that is, except for Lord Parara AlphaOmega who spoke in her mind.

 

Parara: *Income from the WorkLife Foundation has more than doubled since the mining processing operations began two months ago.*

 

Treasar: *The funding of the transmigration of the Orders of Steel that went from Calibraska to DC, has cut a large hole in our treasury reserves. Now there are indications of another request for a huge one off payout of many resources. Lord Shavisi needs to gain a greater practical perspective on the need to keep a good strong economic base to the FundLife Foundation and to the Sister Foundations that it supports.*

 

Parara: *In all fairness, your sister is facing a series of large problems that she needs to deal with. Perhaps you need to seek new resource gaining options and to review some older discarded or blocked ones.*

 

Those were possibilities but not easy ones. Old sources of resources had been abandoned for good reasons and others had been investigated and not used for just as good reasons.

 

As for new possible sources, what could they be?

 

Treasar was not on-in the supercontinent of Amtriel but was a very long way from there deep inside a mountain in the Northern Polar Supercontinent of Zazvial. She was in a great fortified supercity known as Zazvellis that was a secret to the great majority of peoples of Divinaedra. Zazvellis was a primary site for all of the Sister Foundations but also other institutions of great importance and many smaller ones.

 

Treasar: *Inform my beloved sister, Shavisi, that I will do my best to support any of her requests for resources but that she will need to have patience at times or even to assist me. I do not like requesting such assistance but welcome it.*

 

Parara: *Shavisi has received your message and states that she is glad that her beloved sister Treasar has become a little less pigheaded and that she would welcome both more resources when the need is vital and chances to assist you.*

 

Treasar snorted in annoyance but in truth she liked the response, felt a warm glow inside that embarrassed her a little.

 

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MY VASTLY HUMBLE APOLOGIES; AM STARTING THIS STORY AGAIN.

 

TOO COMPLICATED TOO QUICK SO I WILL TRY AGAIN.

 

MADE SOME EDITING ERRORS DURING CHANGE TO NEW STORY

 

MY APOLOGIES FOR ANY HASSLES CAUSED

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

 

Davad, his three follower avatars, and the Lyons' Pride reached the grand ruins of Springvale University, a sprawling city in its own right that was roughly north-north-east of Springvale proper.

 

Part of the great university multiple campus was occupied by the tough, quite isolationist survivalist faction known as the Shaggals. They were survivors of the university staff, students and others that had survived Doomsday, the savage Doomsday Aftermath and the centuries since. The Shaggals were not only wary of strangers, it was whispered that they carried out weird and, sometimes, terrible experiments of different kinds of anybody they captured. They liked to do so on captive feral ghouls and subhumans, be they more aggressive or more peaceful.

 

Only major traders of the Canterbury Commons Trader Guild dared to visit them on a regular basis because of a treaty and because the Shaggals needed the traders; the traders also took extra guards with them when they dealt with the Shaggals, just in case, and never entered Shaggallan Territories proper.

 

There were also gangers, also survivors of university people, in the university, along with feral ghouls, subhumans and even crazed humans that were of mysterious origin to most. Some said the crazies were abandoned victims of Shaggallan experimentation.

 

An alliance of factions, in the DC, were building up a large taskforce to invade the Shaggals to find out just what they were up to and to put an end to anything dark they were up to. It wouldn't hurt their cause if they found some valuable resources to loot.

 

Sarah Lyons did not know for sure if the OSDC were involved but suspected that the Outcasts of Steel were, a branch of the Brothers of Steel who had gone 'independent' or 'rogue' depending on one's point of view. The Outcasts of Steel did not agree with the plan of the Orders of Steel DC to start sharing technologies to a greater extent and to start assisting the common folk. They kept on collecting and hoarding technologies, doing what research and development they could, but for what reason, nobody seemed to know.

 

They avoided the Shaggallan Territories and just skirted the ganger territories, paying a handful of coinage to some ganger sentries as a tribute that would stop any trouble with the heavily armed gangers. The Univixters hated and feared the Shaggals but for good reason. Shaggals had early on kidnapped twenty-eight gangers, despite a treaty being in place, and the gangers had retaliated by massacring a dozen Shaggals trying to capture more gangers. There was no treaty now, only conflict.

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

 

In the dim light of the night there was a savage fight beneath the moons and minimoons of Nirn.

 

Davad and Sarah Lyons were concealed with the others observing as aercopters, odd blimp-helicopters, brought in troops as troop-aerocopters carriers and others blazed away with extra weapons as gun-aerocopters. The attackers were a mixture of Outcasts of Steel, New DC Republican Guardsmen, Ironside Mercenaries, some smaller mercenary groups such as the famed Reilly's Rangers.

 

Smaller attack-vertibirds, heavily armoured and armed thanks to antigrav boosters, darted here and there like crazed dragonflies, shooting missiles, rockets, shells and bullets along with pulsebeams at the Shaggallan defenders.

 

The military operation had been well planned but it was not going well. Hidden defenses had suddenly come into play along with the known ones of flakguns, surface to air missile batteries, antiaircraft pulselasers and small kamikaze attack dronejets. Where had the Survivalists gained all the extra hitech resources from, the deadly weaponry?

 

As a third aerocopter exploded, as more dronejets were shot out of the air, the attacking forces turned and swept away, retreating as quickly as they could. The battle continued even as they did so, a tower exploding and an attack vertibird trailing a thin plume of black smoke as it fled.

 

Then the attack was over as quickly as it had begun.

 

Davad spoke. “I suspect that the attackers had once they considered to be good intelligence if they dared to make an air attack even in night conditions. I also suspect that the information was falsely fed to them, that it was a trap and that, wisely, the attackers realized this early, deciding to retreat. Hence all of the hidden defensive devices that came out to play when the attack was well under way.”

 

Then Davad turned to look away from the attack site and he visibly shivered. “Something ancient comes this way and for the Shaggals it seeks. I almost feel sorry for them. Dark secrets there must be for this one to be drawn here. Sarah Lyons, prepare to see something quite... amazing.”

 

Sarah gave him a puzzled look. “By the expression on your face, it must be something terribly dark.”

 

“No, not evil, far from it, but omnipotent.” Davad shook his head in wonder. “His, her, its companions will come to us be he, she, it, will go to the Shaggals directly. The Shaggals must have fallen into deep monstrous ways for this to happen. Do you know the name RothuaRetirwa?”

 

Sarah went to speak and then she froze with a look of shock on her face. It was clear she knew the name and the reputation.

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

ROTHUARETIRWA

 

The explosion suddenly ripped up through a building. There was the muffled sounds of shooting of many weapons, of smaller explosions, of screams of terror and pain. Then silence fell for some time.

 

A vertibird lifted into the air, powerful and metallic, desperately fleeing from something but exploded dramatically in mid air. Burning fragments and bodies fell towards the university below.

 

Again silence for a time.

 

The companions of RothuaRetirwa came quietly out of the Wastelands and halted close to Davad, his people, and to the Lyons' Pride Platoon. Now the battlebuggy and cargobuggy were in the shapeforms of a MrGutsy and a MrPorty robots.

 

There was a another burst of muffled noises of savage combat taking place.

 

Then a tall woman came forward being SammiFaru of the RothuaRetirwa Followers, shapechanger. She stood as a human woman in exploration armour with the visor open to show an albino like face with grey eyes. “RothuaRetirwa does what RothuaRetirwa always does when and where the karmic forces decide. RothuaRetirwa is plunging deep into the horror research and development fortress of the Shaggals. Soon we, RothuaRetirwa Followers, will follow. You may come with us be I warn you, it will not be attractive.”

 

Davad nodded. “My followers and myself have will be fine.”

 

“My words were aimed truly at these mortals.” SammiFaru spoke again. “Brave, tough and harshly experienced for mortals but this might be new to you, Sarah Lyons and your people.”

 

Sarah nodded. “Perhaps but we will go though if any of my troopers...”

 

But the Brothers of Steel soon made it clear that all were going.

 

Then they went into dark places but found there both horrors and hope.

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

ROTHUARETIRWA

 

They moved through a large, armoured gate now slid open to expose a security safety airlock chamber. Bodies were scattered around it, all dead and either in power armour or in odd fleximetallic jumpsuits. They looked like bald humans except that even in death there was something strange about them even apart from the bizarre webworks of metallic fibre fused into the scalps of those whose heads could be seen. Their eyes were glazed in a way abnormal to normal death and there were holes burned neatly into each forehead and chest. The dead humans all had strange, pallid grey skin that smelt disturbingly strange.

 

Bizarre machines were fused to walls along with much standard hardware normal enough to such places. An abandoned sentrybot (sentry robot) stood in one corner as if shoved there a long time ago simply to get it out of the way.

 

A strange slogan was scrawled over one smart-concrete wall being written in three different languages. It read: 'EVEN THE DEAD SERVE THE OMNIONE'.

 

A semitransparent tanks of bubbling green liquid was half full of severed human limbs except that they were twitching as if alive.

 

Davad sniffed the air and then spoke with a grave tone of voice. “OmniOne, of the OmniMultiple, should not be here on-in Amtriel. OmniOne of OmniMultiple, belongs to Matriel, another supercontinent. OmniOne uses webcaps to control augmented reanimated corpses, the reanimants. Not truly undead of the living dead, these are but flesh puppets. Reanimants can survive for centuries if properly maintained and serviced every year or so.”

 

They came upon a small group of humans in fleximetallic jumpsuits and with removed controlcaps plus healed damage. The fifteen of them had some doggy companions, also of the free. They were trying to salvage what they could of equipment and supplies. All of them, including the canines, were UnityNeofolk. Once they had been gangers, scavengers and others captured by the Shaggals. RothuaRetirwa had saved them but, in the process, had done so with them transformed.

 

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Davad hacked into a computer terminal and found it held an odd mishmash of databanks of datafiles. They learned that about a hundred and fifteen years ago that the Shaggals had been a typical survivalist group in most ways despite pretensions of being focused on research and development, on higher intellectual pursuits.

 

Then, one fateful day, a salvage team had found an area of the university subsurface levels that were utility basement areas on paper but which was a secret research development base. TekCorp and Imperial symbols soon revealed it to be top secret military industrial complex run projects. The Shaggals found an early working prototype of Liberty Prime, the super battle robot built by the Amtriellan Empire before Doomsday to defeat the Communists invaders with. The Communists came from two relatively small continents and islands south-east of the supercontinent that was Amtriel Prime. Taking advantage of a fragmenting Empire, they had sent a large expedition to invade the Dominion of Columbia, the very political heart of the old empire.

 

They found projects to create cybermen, battle cyborgs made from humans, including captured enemy soldiers, to enhance humans into super-soldiers of a kind known as metahumans, to build a series of special infiltration attack robots disguised as normal vehicles and so forth.

 

Then, in a great big chamber, the Shaggals found an alien flying-saucer that was of an odd glistening metallic grey substance that was somehow repulsive to be too close to. The chamber was firmly sealed, the saucer was heavily sealed and there were warning signs all over it along with a notice indicating that the vessel would be destroyed on a particular date, that date being three days after Doomsday.

 

So, of course, the Shaggal expeditionaries had entered the saucer after, with some difficulty, getting past the active safeguards. Some safeguards were inactive and some active safeguards rang alarms to call for guards that had not been in the complex for centuries.

 

When about half of the Shaggals came out, they had controlcaps infused into their scalps of their now hairless heads and they wore strange fleximetallic jumpsuits and boots. The other half came out as webcapped, reanimated corpses for some of the expeditionaries had fought being enslaved.

 

Then came the floating armoured metallic cones of the daleks in their dalekkan machines, the genetically engineered and mutated OmniMultiple allies, with out conscious. The daleks each had sensor-spheres all around, a scan-rod at top on the turret-top along with optic-orbs on the turret-top. Each had a main pulsegun rod and at least two secondary weapons of varied kinds.

 

The battle had begun but that computer, now isolated from any network, could provide them with no more data on the subject. The data they did study had come from one of the Shaggals who had fought for freedom. What happened to that one named Joan Soakas, was not mentioned.

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

ROTHUARETIRWA

 

They came upon dalekkans prone upon the metallic floor and amongst them small, muscular, big headed humanoids who were busy playing, examining things, examining each other or staring at the newcomers. These were transformed daleks now with conscious. Each multiple coloured humanoid was male, female or null and wore a fleximetallic jumpsuit of many colours or just one or two colours. These were ladeks and their transformed machines were now called ladekkans.

 

But not all daleks had gone with transformation and they were dead and the remains of them were sealed in globes of semitransparent crystal material. The dalekkans of these were now robots serving the ladeks and were called robokans.

 

The decision came with out any real need for communicating. The ladeks went into their ladekkans and soon were moving with the group, along with the robokans.

 

Ahead lay chambers partly smashed and burned. Great monstrous things were burned to mounds of greasy ash like substance. The ladeks spoke nervously of bizarre creatures developed by the OmniOne through its slaves and followers. The followers were not just daleks but others who had appeared later like the tall, angular humanoids of the PaleOnes with grey skin and black eyes something like that of the dreaded 'greys', or Greytori aliens.

 

For the grey flying-saucer was actually a Greytorian vessel of Greytori aliens working in conjunction with the OmniOne of the OmniMultiple. PaleOnes were Greytori human hybrids as zetamans were zetan human hybrids and zetans were Greytori voton hybrids. There were also the daleks and other monstrous alien species that were allied to the OmniMultiple. The exact relationships between all of these types of entities and the OmniMultiple were confusing, being twisted and very alien. Behind all of them lay one very well concealed entity that was more twisted and alien than any of them.

 

Long abandoned protectron robots were rejuvenated and active once more, were patrolling the area as the gracefully clumsy robots clanked along on their chubby metallic legs.

 

Chambers that once had served quite human purposes were long changed and had crazy patterns to them. A room would be part workshop and part toilets area with no attempt at privacy or hygiene. Another room would be part torture chamber and part cafeteria, those eating being not at all disturbed by those being tortured. Great metal cages hung from the ceiling by chains full of the skeletal remains of tormented, experimented upon humans, ghouls and even supermutants.

 

There was a great big organic processing network-system of machines that turned dead bodies, humans including, into food, water and other useful products. It was something that the OmniOne of the OmniMultiple would find acceptable to use as the enslaved were made to eat the gunk that came out of such a network-system.

 

They then came into a chamber of horrors where hundreds of lifeforms, be they human or animal or ghoulified or supermutant, had hung in strange cage-capsules. They had been in a strange form of hibernation while thin, translucent pipes kept them alive and others drained substances from them of various kinds. Dead bodies of many remained and from them hung dead things like glistening hybrids of jelly fish and octopuses. Others there had been alive but they were freed, rejuvenated, transformed and with them were transformed creatures no longer parasitic but as bizarre working pets.

 

Dead PaleOnes had died there, burned into small piles of ash.

 

Davad made a decision and he began to send entities to the MultiTransCube of the Devlin Thirteen.

 

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PART ONE: THE TRUTH, THE WHOLE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH!?

DAMADA DAVAD KEVAA TEVAA REVAA OF THE DEVLIN THIRTEEN

ROTHUARETIRWA

 

After many had teleported to the MultiTransCube, where many would go into special energy storage until room could be made for them, they set out again. With the transformed lifeforms had gone other resources. The transformed daleks and dalekkans were also sent. Indeed only Davad, his follower avatars, the Lyons' Pride and RothuaRetirwa's Followers were there in the group now.

 

Sarah Lyons was eager to ask more about what had happened but 'sensed' that Davad had no real desire to answer such questions, at least not at that moment.

 

They went deeper into distorted, sometimes strangely abandoned areas, until they found a great, neat round hole burned through a thick metal floor. They made it down to the next floor using small antigrav boosters and then moved through more areas with crazy mixtures of features and uses.

 

“The OmniMultiple is profoundly insane.” Davad stood looking at a great steel reinforced, thick armaglass tank full of slowly decaying dead bodies of ghouls. Webworks of glistening crystal like substances had been feeding off the previously dead and half dead ghouls but now the half dead ghouls were active. The former ghouls, now looking quite human, were gathering up resources and were preparing to leave.

 

One of the former ghouls came forth, a short stocky ghoul-human now, and he spoke an interesting story. “There were PaleOnes in the big chamber, all evil like always but this was the first time I ever saw something like fear in them. They were all agitated and kept threatening to strike out at each other, especially the stronger one against the weaker ones. They had weapons and they had those weird metallic robes of theirs but... well they were acting like none of that meant anything.”

 

He went on. “I could see them with my mindeye. They kind of knew I was aware of them but did not seem to care. Those PaleOnes are... insane... alien... very very alien. Then these three people came into the room in some power armour of a kind I have never seen before. There were two men, except one may have not been a man, and a woman. They were not there and, then they were. It was not even teleportation, more like they changed reality itself. The PaleOnes made horrible horrible horrible screaming noises and writhed in extreme agony on the floor. Then they all burned away to greasy ash, including those robes. Next thing I know I was a ghoul-human and I was standing naked outside of the big horror tanks with other ghoul-humans and our new, friendly oogoog working pets. That is what they named themselves. Once I would have killed them in revenge but now I know those poor creatures were just as entrapped as were the rest of us. Oh, those three were gone but they transformed us, who ever they were.”

 

“They were, are, one entity known as RothuaRetirwa.” Davad spoke. “You were in the same chamber as one of the incredibly ancient living gods. Living, yes, and one who does not tolerate the antinatural existence as such as the PaleOnes, who are a very powerful form of vampire but a deviation from the standard kinds of those mediate and greater undead. What was done was to force the PaleOnes to confront fully their own nature and to suffer everything that they had caused others to suffer.”

 

The ghoul-human looked startled. “Well, something tells me I should leave but where to?”

 

Soon he and the others were gone to the MultiTransCube, including the oogoog working pets.

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