The Battle for Kreludor: Part Three by azellica
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Interrogation Room, Resistance Headquarters, Kreludor:
Retep glared at the minion in agitation. First she had
ignored his questions completely and now she was telling him lies.
"She must have followed me here," Oen said.
"I can't think of any other way she would've found the place. We were lucky
that security warned us when she got inside. Did you follow me?" He turned to
the shadow Kyrii.
"Follow you?" She looked puzzled.
"Ah, it's useless!" Retep cried. "She's either
being dumb on purpose or she's really like that. She is a minion, after all."
"Minions aren't dumb," the minion muttered.
"If she won't tell us anything, then we can't
make her," Oen sighed. "We can't let her go either... she'll tell her boss about
our location."
"I guess we'll have to lock her up in some cold
dark room... unless..." Retep looked at the minion. "Unless you tell us
what we want to know..."
"I'm not falling for that," she snapped. "You'll
lock me up anyways. You're not letting me go when I know about your pathetic
headquarters."
"You'll tell us if you know what's good for
you!" Retep growled. "Why can't you just cooperate?"
"It's useless, Retep," said Oen. "Let's just
keep her locked up. Maybe after a few days of prison she'll be more willing
to talk."
"She's a captain, though; she probably has important
information about Virtupets. Perhaps we could brainwash her..."
"That would take a long time... I don't know
if it'd be worth it," Oen said thoughtfully. "Minions are often pretty good
at resisting mind control."
"That's probably because they've already been
brainwashed so much by Sloth. Well, I guess we'll have to keep her locked up."
"Let me go!" the Kyrii said suddenly. "If you
do, I will ensure that you two are not harmed when Sloth takes over Kreludor."
Oen laughed as he left the room. "You've got
it wrong," he said. "Sloth is never going to take over the moon or Neopia. Anyways,
I should get back to the Virtupets base to keep an eye on things... I'll be
back later."
"You should cooperate," Retep told the minion
with frustration. "It'd make things much easier."
"I don't want things to be easier for you,"
Zara said. "You antis will be destroyed soon. I don't care if you leave me locked
up for days; when Virtupets attacks they'll free me."
"Virtupets will be defeated. I'm sure you'll
have company as we capture more minions..." the Lupe sighed. "I don't understand
how you can work for Sloth."
"I don't understand why you oppose him. Sloth
is great," the minion said. "He will eventually take over Neopia and make it
a better place for us all."
"He enslaved the Grundos! How does that make
him great?" Retep asked in exasperation.
Zara was silent for a moment. "They were volunteers,
not slaves," she said at last.
"That's only what you want to believe," retorted
Retep. "Sloth will enslave all Neopets if he is given the chance! He won't care
if they're antis or minions when he takes over. Even you Virtupets workers are
like slaves. You get paid hardly anything and have no choice but to follow orders."
The shadow Kyrii said nothing. She was staring
at the ground.
"You know about the Kreludite mines here, don't
you?" Retep demanded. "You know that many of the local people are forced to
work there with no pay. The same thing will happen to Neopia if Sloth takes
over. No one will be free! We'll all be slaves to his will. That's why the Resistance
has to stop him on Kreludor; if we don't, he'll only grow more powerful."
The minion was quiet. Retep sighed. It was useless;
she didn't understand. The Kyrii was obviously one of the brainwashed minions
who saw Doctor Sloth as a great hero. She was probably blind to all of the harm
Sloth caused to innocent Neopets.
The royal Lupe was about to leave the room when
he heard a voice from behind him.
"Alright," Zara said sadly. "I'll help you."
Commander's Office, Virtupets Moon Base 32, Kreludor:
Commander Krule was filing his nails while glaring
at his fragmented speech. He should get Captain Dwolt to write it. Krule really
had no time. The mutant Grundo flicked his speech outline from his desk, set
aside his nail file, and opened his computer. He deserved a break after working
so hard on an introduction. Krule was about to start playing a 'Splat-a-Sloth'
simulation when someone knocked on his office door. The commander quickly closed
his computer screen and picked his speech off the floor.
"Come in," he grunted.
The thick metal door swung open to reveal Captain
Dwolt accompanying a small Shoyru.
"Well?" Krule raised an eyebrow. "I am rather
busy at the moment, Captain. This had better be important."
"It is, sir." Captain Dwolt stepped in and saluted.
"This is Trey." He gestured to the Shoyru. "He's come from the local Grundo
colony to speak to us about the Resistance."
"Oh?" Commander Krule glared down at Trey. "And
does he have anything important to say?"
"Y-yes, s-s-sir." Trey trembled. "I want to
t-talk to you."
"Yes, well, perhaps you should make an appointment.
I don't have any time to spare this morning." Krule looked at the robot Shoyru
in annoyance.
"Sir," Captain Dwolt put in. "I believe what
he wants to say is important to us. He has information on where the Resistance's
headquarters is."
Commander Krule sighed. "Well, will you interrogate
him then? I really am rather busy."
Dwolt winced. "Commander, I am afraid I am also
busy with other things. I've been up all night trying to organize our conference."
"Then have him make an appointment and talk
to him when you have more time. Now, if you'll excuse me... I have more important
matters to attend to." Krule opened up his computer again.
Hallway 6-A, Virtupets Moon Base 32, Kreludor:
Oen was mopping the floor in front of the Commander's
office. The fire Grundo had pulled an old grey Virtupets uniform on and was
now pretending to be a harmless janitor. He had seen Trey and a Virtupets captain
speaking to each other and he had a strong suspicion that the Shoyru would betray
the Resistance. Oen had to confirm this first.
The office door suddenly opened and Trey stepped
out with the Scorchio captain. Oen quickly lowered his eyes and concentrated
on mopping.
"What are you doing soldier? You should be training,"
the Darigan Scorchio addressed him suddenly.
"Mopping the floor, sir." Oen mimicked a Virtupets
salute with his left hand.
"Well, obviously. But why are you doing it?
Are the maintenance robots all broken?" The captain looked annoyed.
"I don't know, sir," the fire Grundo said calmly.
"I was given orders to help clean the base for our upcoming meeting."
Oen couldn't help noticing that Trey was staring
at him with wide eyes. Did the Shoyru recognize him?
"Very well," the captain said tiredly. "Continue
training then as soon as you are done."
"Yes sir." Oen turned back to his mop. That
had been close. He glanced up and saw that Trey was whispering to the captain.
It was time to leave.
The fire Grundo casually picked up his bucket
and began to walk away.
"One moment, soldier!" the captain called suddenly
from behind.
"Yes, sir?" Oen turned around innocently and
set down his pail.
"Let me see your identification," the captain
demanded.
Oen sighed. "I'm afraid I left it in my bunkhouse.
Do you want me to go get it?"
The Scorchio captain drew his Virtublaster and
pointed it straight at Oen. "Stay where you are!" he yelled, running closer.
In one swift movement Oen took his mop and knocked
the laser gun from the captain's hands. He then reached for his moon boots and
pressed a button on them. Smoke came streaming out and coiled through the air
to hide him. Oen turned and ran to the nearest exit, leaving a cloud of smoke
behind to conceal his path.
Command Center, Resistance Headquarters, Kreludor:
Zara was seated with several members of the
Resistance. She had been untied and brought to the command center to speak to
the antis.
The shadow Kyrii was afraid. She was betraying
Commander Krule and Sloth by giving the antis information. She knew that if
the minions won the upcoming war she'd face terrible consequences for her treachery,
but she also felt that she was no longer a minion. Zara couldn't see Sloth in
the same way... he was a villain... nothing more, she thought. She was ashamed
to be wearing a Virtupets badge.
"So every single base on Kreludor is going to
send soldiers to fight?" Retep asked her.
"I believe so," said Zara. "That will total
several thousand minions in the end."
"We'll have to fight hard then," a brown Grundo
commented. "Are you planning on fighting us from the sky as well?"
"Probably. We have quite a few destroyer shuttles.
There is also a chance that we'll get more equipment delivered from one of the
space stations."
"You might get reinforcements as well," said
another Grundo.
"That depends if we need them or not. I think
that Krule believes that he will have a quick and easy victory."
"Well, we'll prove him wrong then." Retep grinned.
"I think we can find a way to stop all deliveries from the space stations. We
have agents there that could arrange a few delivery problems for the cargo ships."
"Good idea," said the brown Grundo. "That would
make things much better for us... but we'd still be outnumbered."
"How many soldiers do you have?" Zara asked.
Two of the Grundos exchanged glances. "That's
confidential."
"Oh, well, most of the Virtupets employees on
Kreludor aren't very well trained. Only the officers are good fighters," said
Zara. She wished the antis would trust her. Now she had no one to trust but
them.
"Well, they may not be trained well," said another
Resistance member. "But they do have better weapons."
"We can still defeat them. The minions may have
good weapons, but they have no intelligence. We still have a huge advantage,"
said Retep.
"But there is an easy way to destroy our weapons,"
Zara said. "There's information in my computer about it. Basically-"
At that moment the door flew open and Zara turned
to see the fire Grundo Oen fly into the room. A cloud of concealment smoke was
hanging around him.
"What happened?" Members of the Resistance stood
up.
"I was nearly caught!" Oen panted. "Listen,
Trey has betrayed us! I saw him at the base talking to the officers. He was
the one that ruined my disguise."
"Trey is a traitor?" the brown Grundo said in
disbelief. "We always knew that he was reluctant to fight... but I never thought
he'd turn us over."
"He'll pay for it if we ever meet again!" Retep
said angrily. "What has he told them?"
"I don't know," Oen answered. "Probably everything
he knows... that would include the location of our headquarters."
There was silence in the room. Zara felt the
antis' anxiety. She knew that Krule could easily attack early and trap the Resistance
within the ravine where their base was.
"Well, Trey probably won't return to the colony
after this," Retep said at last. "I expect he'll stay at the Virtupets base...
Did you learn what their plans were?"
"No." Oen sighed. "I didn't have a chance. But
now my cover is blown. They'll probably give my description to security and
program the cameras to recognize me. I will not be able to spy as easily anymore."
"I could go," Zara offered. "I could return
and get information for you. They'd never suspect me and I have a lot of influence
at the base... I'd be able to help you a lot."
"Yeah, right," laughed a blue Grundo. "I bet
you just want to return to your fellow minions." He turned to the rest of the
group. "She's obviously playing games now... she's been helpful, but she's obviously
taking the first opportunity to return. I won't trust her."
"She was being cooperative?" Oen reflected.
"I imagine she would be a great help to us if she wanted to."
"I'm not a minion anymore," Zara said sadly.
"I can't be. I swear I won't betray you to Sloth."
"You'd risk you're life in going back," Retep
said. "I know the penalty for treason at Virtupets..."
"They would never suspect it. I am a good liar."
The Kyrii gave a weak smile.
"We should let her spy," Oen said. "It won't
matter much if she does betray us. Trey has already given them all they need
to know."
"I guess she couldn't do much more damage than
he has done," the blue Grundo agreed. "It might work."
"I promise I won't let you down." Zara smiled.
She had a chance to prove herself now.
To be continued...
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