Location: Federation Military Head Quarters at Ray City located on Mars Codename: “Fort Castelum”.
-Morning, we see an individual rising from his bed and walk toward the sink in his quarters. He turns on his lights and it reveals to be Kenyon. He proceeds to wash his face and groom himself (brush teeth, comb hair, clean face, etc.) in military manner. As he does so, a view screen flashes on and we hear BALDUR’s voice come to life.
BALDUR: Good morning Kenyon.
Kenyon: morning B. So, what’s goin on right now?
BALDUR: We have arrived at Fort Castelum on Mars sir. The Odessa has already engaged with landing and docking protocols.
-Kenyon pushes a button on the console of his desk as he dries his face, and the view screen reveals the teraformed blue sky of Mars and the beautiful landscape of the green fields that dot the outer rim of Ray City. Then the view screen pans to the outer façade of Fort Castelum. It rose to over 70 stories high and the compound spread out to almost 40 football fields in diameter. It looked more of a futuristic medieval castle let alone a military base. Kenyon looked at it admiringly for architecture but with disgust for the political interference of politics in military matters. Between the 10 years of peace, it had become a politicians’ game more than a military conflict. And Kenyon knew it all too well, seeing school politics had controlled West Point back on Earth.
BALDUR: Kenyon…are you alright?
Kenyon: oh, I’m fine, just thinking about stuff.
BALDUR: in that case, I just wanted to inform you that your brother Thomas has requested your presence on the bridge.
Kenyon: (groaning) uugh, alright, tell him I’ll be up there in 8 minutes.
BALDUR: very well sir, I’ll inform your brother…
-Kenyon groans and proceeds to put on his uniform. Minutes later, we see him in uniform coming to the bridge. The door whooshes open, revealing the bridge and at the Capitan’s right, a fully recovered Damas, is sipping on a flask. While on his left, his brother Thomas and his friend Dax are watching the Odessa landing on the pad and locking down.
Thomas: Ah! How was your nap Kenny?
Kenyon: Don’t call me Kenny!! It’s either Ken or Kenyon!
Thomas: (Chuckling) ok! Ok! I was just joking!
-The crew begins to quietly chuckle. Kenyon had a nasty habit of getting pissed off about his name.
Thomas: or would you rather I call you by that nickname that your peers at West Point gave you?
Dax: what was it “Angry Anoah”?
-Suddenly he feels the blade of a combat knife touching is throat. He froze in fear and manages to turn his head to reveal to us the knife belonged to Kenyon. He realizes that there was no way he could have moved that fast without someone seeing him. Kenyon, after seeing Thomas gesture him to stop, placed his knife back into a scabbard on his person, then Thomas gestured him again to leave the bridge. The Bridge had gone quiet. Then the Capitan restated the question.
Morgan: So…what was his nickname??
Dax: What the heck does that mean?
-Thomas is about to explain when…
Damas: It’s German for “Night Wolf”, I’ve read Kenyon’s file. For the past 2 years before being transferred (by your father’s request I could imagine), he has been leading Black Ops against the Argonauts, and has so far… never failed.
-Dax Gulps, realizing Kenyon’s not all he seems….
Location: Inside Fort Castelum, Main Briefing Room.
-We see three men, one is Colonel Gathers, the second is man of Hispanic origin, and the other of African origin. The Spaniard has the markings of a Major and within the same range of age with Thomas. The African has the markings of a brigadier General and was even older than Gathers, and when I mean old, I mean ANCIENT!!
-The doors to the room whoosh open and Thomas, Kenyon, Dax, and Damas enter the room. Thomas looks at the Spaniard and is surprised.
Thomas: Well! Look at you, a Major!
The Spaniard: Si indeed amigo! After 3 years I finally got to match you!
Thomas: Major Hector Velasquez Ramirez! Comes off the tongue quite nicely old friend.
Hector: Si amigo! But I wouldn’t have gotten here if it hadn’t been for you and your father.
Thomas: Wrong, you made it here because of you! You worked your ass off and now you’ve earned your keep.
-the two old friends chuckled and rejoined the group already in converse at the table.
General: Ah! Major Anoah! So glad of you to join us!
-Thomas salutes the General, whom returns it.
Thomas: Brigadier General Carver Mombasa, good to see you again sir.
-the old General chuckled and as he did, tapped a button on the table and a hologram of the battle that took place at the Cradle plays. He looks at it, scrutinizing every detail, and after the whole presentation was over, he pushed the button again and the main lights turned on.
Carver: So…. (Sighing) in short, the HERMOD is completely trashed……
Thomas: actually sir, HERMOD is not totally trashed but it will take a long time till it will be combat operational.
Carver: ok, HERMOD is Semi-Trashed until it is repaired. What about the TYRE?
Gathers: the TYRE has been repaired while en route to here. It is now completely combat capable.
-General Carver looked over the other reports.
Carver: And I heard our Warrant Officer did well in his first sortie.
-Kenyon nervously chuckles
Carver: Good work Soldier. BALDUR made the right choice choosing you.
Kenyon: Thank you sir!
-Carver then looks over to Damas.
Carver: And I trust your little action with the buster rifle was a fix for you Mathaian?
-Damas proceeds to flip him the Bird. Carver chuckles.
Carver: So the TYRE, BALDUR, and the GHOST are all capable for fighting, the HERMOD will need about….?
Gathers: a month of repairs sir…
Carver: of course the HERMOD will be out of action for about a month, and finally…
-Carver shows the hologram of THOR.
Carver: the THOR Gundam has been stolen.
-all are solemn and fearful of that machine.
Carver: and to make matters worse, the THOR is fitted with a DRAGOON mk. 83 FNW slug. So gentlemen, what’s our next move?
-you could hear a pin drop in the room. The only other thing you hear besides a pin is the sound of Damas taking a swig from his flask. Dax was the first to speak.
Dax: I say we Glass every Argonaut base along their borders until they surrender the Gundam back to us.
Gathers: and then what? Give Jason Argos the Excuse he needs to reignite the war? I don’t know about you Mr. Harper, but I know certain politicians, certain things called the People, and a whole mess of Soldiers that would have you burned at the stake for such a proposal.
-Carver looks over the entire group and studies their faces. He sizes up the whole mess and goes into deep thought. His sharpened wisdom protruding from his eyes. Finally he speaks….
Carver: Daxus, your suggestion should get you burned to the stake, but you’re on the right track. This is a possible plan: First, we will deploy the Odessa to a specified area until further orders. Second, as soon as we have sufficient Intel, we will send you a list of the most likely locations that the THOR may be hiding. Third, you will enter the areas and search for the Gundam with a Kill or Capture order now placed on it.
Damas: Wait a minute? “Kill or Capture”?
Carver: Correct, if cannot recover it, make sure it cannot be used against us.
Thomas: in other words: Destroy it.
-Carver nods at Thomas in approval.
Carver: Fourthly, Destroy all evidence pertaining to your existence at the site; in short, leave no evidence that you were there. And finally, move on to the next target. After you have completed the mission, you will be put on standby to await further orders. Is that clear, Gentlemen?
All: YES SIR!!
Carver: Good Luck!
-the room begins to scramble, Gathers, Damas, Thomas, Ramirez, Dax, and Kenyon all head for the Odessa. All walking in military tandem. All apprehensive.
-Ramirez stops as well as Thomas.
Ramirez: Well amigo this is far as I go! (Laughs) good luck with the mission!
Thomas: Good luck to you as well my friend. Say hello to Carlita for me.
Ramirez: I will!
-Both Friends part for another time. We then see Damas as he’s walking toward the Odessa, extremely pissed off.
Damas: oh this is just ******* Great! One minute I’m in prison, the next thing I know I’m chasing down ******* NUKES!