Colossus By Design: Season 2 - Log 141

[July 1, 2166]
[Office Room A]
[Scientific & Technological Advanced Research Labs]
[Central City, U.S.A.]
[Colony State - Canadian Super-Nation]

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The meeting between political parties is still underway between the Global Union of Divisions and the Da'at Yichud.Some of the most prominent members of this group include a few select individuals from the Governance Council and two leaders of the Da'at Yichud: Set Roth and Maksym Skala.


(Minister Carrie Brown): We spoke several days ago in Antarctica, yes?

(Maksym Skala): Indeed, we did.

(King Eugene Roy): And what, exactly, did you intend on accomplishing by revealing your presence to us? You must realize that the G.U.D. prefers to operate in the public eye. We don't keep secrets like our predecessors.

(Set Roth): Simple. We have mutual enemies, the "Axis Alliance" as reports seem to suggest they're calling themselves, now. In fact, shortly after Maksym contacted you at your headquarters in Antarctica, we were attacked by one of those Loyalist Mimetics that is part of these terrorists.

(Minister Carrie Brown): So it seems. Agent Blazkowics's actions have made it clear that the purpose of this meeting is to open up communication between our two groups, work out a diplomatic relationship. So...... tell us what you want.


The two leaders of the Da'at Yichud look at the G.U.D.'s Governance Council members with a bit of confusion; it appears they didn't expect to be greeted with such open offers of the G.U.D.'s services. After exchanging some looks with each other, the two elderly men huddle up and whisper among themselves.

The G.U.D. representatives wait patiently for their response. A few moments later, Maksym Skala and Set Roth turn back to the diplomats.


(Set Roth); Maksym and I have spoken, and we've decided that this singular meeting will not suffice.

(King Eugene Roy): I beg your pardon?

(Maksym Skala): It's clear that we both have much to offer to each other. There are many more leaders of various sectors within the Da'at Yichud, ones that I'm sure are eager to exchange knowledge with the Global Union of Divisions.

(King Eugene Roy): Now listen here, we set up this meeting for exactly that purpos--

(Set Roth): If I may be so kind as to interrupt you, your Highness, this position is compromised.

(King Eugene Roy): What?


Despite attracting the attention of the individuals present at this meeting briefly before moving off, the janitor on duty hasn't actually left the premises. During the entire duration of this meeting set up between the Global Union of Divisions and the Da'at Yichud, this lone old man has been listening in, just out of sight from within the room and within the blindspots of the security cameras of the facility. However, upon hearing Set Roth's comment, he attempts to book it.

The others in the meeting room step out to see what the commotion is, only to see that this old janitor is running off. None of them make a move to go after the man, though; someone else has that covered.

A Separatist Mimetic Warrior stands in the way of the fleeing janitor and points its hard-light cannon at the suspect.

All of a sudden, the old man's clothing is absorbed into his body; his entire being rapidly grows and mutates into the monstrous F.E.V. form of militant members of the Storm Covenant. With his newfound size, speed, and strength, the mutant rushes through the Separatist Warrior with great force, completely scattering its metal parts before it can fire off any hard-light shots.

Several more Separatist Mimetics of the Drone variety drop down from the ceiling and congregate all over the Storm Covenant soldier's body; they claw and tear at every inch of his grotesque form. Unfortunately, they barely slow him down; he simply tosses all of them with enough force to disable them enough to require immediate repair.

Out of the blue, from behind a pillar, a huge claymore made of metal and hard-light rises up and hits the Storm Covenant soldier squarely in the jaw, sending him onto his back; Separatist Keeper steps out from behind the pillar and points his sword at the mutant's chin.


(Separatist Keeper): I do believe that this is the source of our position being compromised.

(Robert Ackermann): Traitorous machine! You've betrayed your master and no longer exist as part of the glorious collective!

(Separatist Keeper): Maybe. But at least those that stand with me serve our one true god.

(Robert Ackermann): BUT THIS BODY OF YOURS WON'T!


The Storm Covenant mutant suddenly smacks the sword away and charges at the Separatist Keeper with great force; the mechanical leader struggles to hold him back and is eventually pushed into the wall.

The Separatist Keeper manages to raise his fists into the air and continually slams them down on the mutant's back; the Storm Covenant soldier lets go after being repeatedly pummeled and starts to back away. Soon enough, C.D.F. security forces start to storm in from other parts of the research complex and aim their weapons at the isolated mutant; the political representatives also enter the area from their meeting room.


(Robert Ackermann): This is only the beginning.

(Separatist Keeper): It's certainly the end for you, though.


The Separatist Keeper lands a solid blow on the middle of the Storm Covenant soldier's face, drawing a bit of blood and knocking him unconscious. The Civil Defense Force on hand are quick to put hard-light restraints on the mutant; they carry him out of the complex. As they do, the Keeper picks up his sword and walks up to the political representatives from the G.U.D. and the Da'at Yichud.


(Separatist Keeper): Dreadfully sorry for the mess.

(King Eugene Roy): Nothing to worry about, Keeper. You and your Mimetics did good. And YOU.


King Eugene Roy now turns towards Set Roth. However, the brilliant scientist of the Da'at Yichud shows no fear or nervousness from being singled out by the political leader of the British Super-Nation.


(King Eugene Roy): Thank you for sniffing out the mole.

(Set Roth); It was nothing. We are all brothers and sisters against forces that would conspire to tear us down, now.

(King Eugene Roy): That we are, Mr. Roth. That we are.