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Date Posted: 07:51:16 03/03/00 Fri
Author: Mr. Phule
Subject: [NSSWOTA] Delusions of Granduer, part 7 [NSSWOTA]

Comments:

I'm breaking one of my cardinal rules and posting this before I think it's ready, but I don't wanna go two weeks without an installment, so...

Um, the action is kinda slow in this one, I promise to change that. There are three or four really great plot twists comin' up.

In case some of you are interested, this has now become a 10-part series. I have basic sketches for parts 8 and 9, and I plan to take a really long time on the Finale, make it somethin' good. Depending on how bored I am over spring break, I may have 8 and 9 ready to go when I get back.

Anyway...here we go....

Delusions of Grandeur
Part 7

Written by: Chris "Mr. Phule" Lingel




Delusions of Grandeur, part 7

[The Next Day]

Omnivich: Hey…we finally stopped moving.

Drake: And not a moment too soon. Get me outta here! ::finds the door and pulls it open:: Umm…were we in a desert when we got on the truck?

Omnivich: No, why?

Drake: ‘Cause we’re in one now.

Omnivich: What?

Drake: Take a look. ::outside the truck, which is in the middle of a road, stretches a great expanse of desert. Suddenly, voices start arguing::

Voice #1: It’s not my fault we’re out here. If you two hadn’t been fighting over who got to read the map!

Voice #2: You could’ve stopped at any time. You didn’t have to drive us into the middle of the desert!

Voice #1: All I wanted to do was get away from the Flenser!

Voice #3: Can’t we go back?

Voice #2: No, Anthrax here drove the truck until we ran out of gas.

::Drake and Omnivich look at each other::

Drake: Ok, so we’re not alone. Let’s get Emrys out of here.

Voice #3: What’s that! I hear something.

Omnivich: It’s ok! It’s us!

::Anthrax, Goku, and Zeratul walk to the back of the truck, and help the others down::

Goku: Hey! How did you guys get here?

Drake: We hid in the back of the truck… ::Emrys stirs::

Emrys: Uhhg. Well. That hurt.

Omnivich: Good, you’re awake. Maybe you can help us get back to Irvine.

Emrys: Where are we?

Anthrax: In the middle of a desert. No, we don’t know how we got here. We don’t know how we’re going to get back, and we don’t have anything in the way of supplies.

Emrys: Do we know what’s in the truck? Maybe something in there will be useful.

Omnivich: We haven’t had the chance, yet. ::climbs in and starts examining the crates, each of which was about 10 feet tall:: Hmm…Guys, help me get one of these big ones off the truck.

::camera fades as the clansmen struggle to lift the large crate and pull it onto the road::

Emrys: Here…let me open it. ::with a theatric flourish, he produces a spatula. Using it like a crowbar, he pries the sides apart. As the crate opens, the clansmen step back in sheer horror…::

[Scene: Blizzard HQ. CEO’s office]

CEO: That was far from an adequate performance, HP.

HP: We were not expecting the Flenser to attack, sir. We did destroy their HQ, and they have fled…

CEO: Not one of them was killed!

HP: Sir, they scattered. And the Doppelganger, sir…it fought us.

CEO: Never mind, where are they now?

HP: We aren’t sure. We were forced to damage the Doppelganger slightly. I spoke with Seivan. He reports that its ability to transmit was damaged.

CEO: Very well then. I will deal with you later. I will personally oversee SH’s final capture. Find Dr. Seivan and send him here.

HP: Yes, sir…as you command, sir. ::leaves::

CEO: ::pushing a button on his desk:: Security?

Voice: Your command, your excellence?

CEO: Find HP and detain him. Send him to room 54

Voice: HP? Sir…you can’t be serious!

CEO: Do as I command!

Voice: Y-yes sir. Security out, sir.

::moments later, Dr. Seivan enters::

CEO: Doctor, report.

Dr. Seivan: The Mark IV Flenser is back under our control. I had not expected it to immediately attack Safe Haven again, particularly to so effectively destroy their primary base. The Doppelganger was damaged in the fighting. It should be repaired soon, however. Then we will know where they are located.

CEO: Do we know why it attacked out troops?

Dr. Seivan: Yes, an event of mild surprise, though I rather expected it. You see, the Doppelganger fully assumes the role of the form it takes. Had it not fought against our forces, Safe Haven would have become suspicious. Once its repairs are complete, I will upload some programming to ensure that it cannot attack any high-ranking authorities.

CEO: And of the other Flensers?

Dr. Seivan: Yes, we have a significant problem there. The trucks delivering the Flensers arrived in the middle of the battle. Many members of Safe Haven used one of the trucks to flee.

CEO: They have access to the Flensers? Which ones?

Dr. Seivan: They have control of the three Mark I’s as well as the VR hookup’s. The other truck contained the other Mark IV and parts for the upcoming Mark V series.

CEO: They control three Flensers?

Dr. Seivan: Perhaps, perhaps not. If they turn on the computer AI, the Flensers will proceed with their last instructions. I doubt if they will treat them as the enemy, since they were programmed before Safe Haven began, but the Flensers will most certainly return here. However, if they simply operate them using the VR Equipment, the Flensers are theirs to control.

CEO: So we have two Mark IV’s against three Mark I’s?

Dr. Seivan: Hardly even a match, if I may say so, sir. Worst case scenario is that we lose one Mark IV, destroying all of the Mark I’s.

CEO: Twice now, we have greatly underestimated our enemy. Doctor, if they attack, they may very well destroy both Mark IV’s. Make no assumptions, and prepare for the worst. Their goals may be futile, but they are proving very noisome. Do not seek out the Mark I’s, let them come to us, and we can fight on terms of our choosing.

Dr. Seivan: Yes, sir.

CEO: And progress on the Mark V?

Dr. Seivan: A week, more likely two. Although the loss of the Mark I’s is annoying, once the Mark V is complete, it really is of no significance.

CEO: Very well. Return to work.

[Scene: Warehouse in Irvine]

Tseng: So what’s the call?

Mr. Phule: We can’t wait for the others to show up. Blizzard thinks they’ve won, they’ll relax their guard. If we’re lucky, we can sneak in, get Diablo 2, and sneak out.

Tseng: Sure, but we’d have to be the luckiest two guys ever born to pull that one off.

Mr. Phule: You know, technically, SOMEONE has to be the luckiest guy ever born. I don’t see why it can’t be me.

Tseng: You’d have to be incredibly lucky.

Mr. Phule: Isn’t that the point?

Tseng: You’re right. Ok then. Shall we?

Mr. Phule: Let’s show ‘em what we’ve got.

::thirty minutes later::

Mr. Phule: Ok, so I’m not that lucky after all.

Tseng: Captured right away. Same cell I was in before. Nice…

Mr. Phule: Well, we’ll just have to escape then. Look at it this way, we’re inside Blizzard HQ. And we were able to convince the Security Guards that we were just lost circus clowns. With luck, CEO and HP don’t even know we’re here.

Tseng: Speaking of which, why did you tell them that?

Mr. Phule: First thing that came to mind. What can I say?

Tseng: Someone, please, send help!

[Scene: A desert somewhere]

Omnivich: A Flenser…

Anthrax: Um, why isn’t it moving?

Omnivich: I don’t think it’s active, thankfully.

Emrys: This isn’t the same type we fought before.

Omnivich: No, this is a Mark I, which means…

Emrys: Means what?

Omnivich: Get the other crates out here. These boys are gonna be our ride home. And when we get back, Blizzard is in for one hell of a surprise.

[To Be Continued…]

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