Commander.
"What the hell is that thing?"
"We call it the gravity weapon."
"What? What in the world is it?"
"Whatever it is, we only know the basic operations of it, even after five hundred years of study. We found it in the depths of the Remoran oceans."
"It's a weapon?"
"Not necessarily. It's a tool. It uses its giant wings to utilize the hidden dark energy that holds this universe together. Its capabilities are, unequivocally, boundless. In this instance we used this alien artifact to create an interplanetary storm."
"Wow . . ."
"It's quite a sight to behold, isn't it?"
I tried to comprehend the power of this artifact. I wish I would have had more time to bask in its glory, but then Commander Wyman's transmitter alerted us. "Commander Wyman, sir? General Zachary Wright has boarded the ship and he requests your presence."
"Copy that. Well, Collin, shall we?"
We made our way back to the elevator and into the carrier's main hallway. General Wright awaited Commander Wyman on the bridge. He was shocked, to say the least, when he saw me with Commander Wyman. I was glad to see I was not the only one who had made it out of Rayden One, before it fell to the earth.
"Collin, you're alive?"
"Mr. Wright!"
I saw after he made his way up the ramp that he was in a hovering wheelchair. He had lost both of his legs. Apparently his departure from Rayden One went horribly wrong, he was one of the few survivors from the dropship they picked up back in the hangar. Nonetheless, he was ecstatic to see not just a fellow Outlander, but a Raydenite. We had learned that Minerva had suffered the greatest losses of any world, and it was predicted that only less than 5 percent of its former citizens were still alive. I ran up to Zach and he proceeded to shake my hand. "I'm glad to see at least one of us escaped the capital in one piece. It's good to see you alive and well. What about your teammate Mickey?"
My smile faded as I remembered how Arcoh had murdered him in cold blood right before my eyes. I shook my head in disappointment. Although I was also curious as to if any of our former leaders had survived.
"What about the president, or the cabinet?"
He gave me the same look as we had both realized how much we had lost over this month's devastating events. Mark stepped up and shook Zachary's hand in an attempt to break our somewhat somber reunion.
"What will you do now, General?"
"Well, it won't be 'General' for much longer. The survivors of the Raydenite race are to appoint me as their leader. Seeing as I am the last remaining cabinet member, and I wouldn't be much use on the battlefield without my legs."
Zachary looked up towards Mark and cracked a smile.
"Commander Wyman, on behalf of our people I would like to extend my eternal gratitude for what you Remorans have done for us on this day."
"Peace and equality should belong to all, my fellow comrade."
Zach nodded his head and he diverted his eyes over to me.
"Well, I must attend to my people. We have a lot of rebuilding to do."
Mark placed his hand on Zachary's shoulder and showed his compassionate nature. "We will help you in due time, I give you my word."
Zach responded as he continued to stare at me with his constant smile. I always wondered why he was able to smile all the damn time. "I have already
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