Mortal Protection Services Chapter 32: IX.CEV: Cat's Eye View

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IX.CEV: Cat's Eye View She That Sees All, Knows All, and Rules All; Empress of the Multiverse Aboard the CSS SAMWISE. "ALL WEAPONS, FREE! The shuttles are SCOURGE compromised!" Jimantha shouted. "Lockdown shuttle bay one, open the ablative folds, and get us angled so the Amish Papacies main gun can hit it cleanly. Brother, my ship's infected." "I copy Sapphic Asemia. Preparing to lance your boil in shuttle bay one." Ingamar said back. The pilot of shuttle two didn't await orders, nor incoming friendly fire. He simply started reconfiguring his ship's warp drive to implode, inverse-warp collapsar style. He'd take about a two hundred meter sphere of universe with him. The copilot and one crewman opened fire into the back with their sidearms, set to kill. Two Scourge Lures were vaporized, but the rest quickly overwhelmed the poor fellows. As the almost doppelgangers pushed into the cockpit, Lt. Shawn Been activated the final command sequence. His entire shuttle, along with everything around and inside it abruptly blinked out of existence with a little fart of Hawking radiation. "Captains, look!" Commander Wolf's voice cut through, and both bridges' viewscreens showed the ice cracking below. The planetoid was breaking apart. The fighter squadrons broke formation from their bombers to start shooting at the massive, branching tentacles that came roaring up from beneath the cracked ice. The bombers let fly their first round of bombs, and when they hit all the view screens flashed white. "Oh fuck!" Leia said, looking at the hacked feed from her aunt's ship as she lay in her bunk in her room. "Ohh... shit." said Luke, looking at the hacked feed from his uncle's ship as he lay in the bunk in his room. The two of them slammed directly into one another exiting their private sleeping chambers in a hurry while still looking at their pocket-sized distraction slabs. "Ow, idiot." "Move!" "You move!" The sounds of young primate violence began, but the krethellic mother, Sarah, quickly scolded them to 'take their equine recreation elsewhere'. They obeyed, and took their squabble on the move, leaving Dilt's family quarters altogether. "What are you in such a rush for anyway, Leia?" "I could ask you the same thing, Luke." I prowled through the wall, into visible space, letting them notice me before pouncing away. "Was that..." Luke trailed, and his sister finished, "... in the daytime?" "Uncle Ingamar and Aunt Jimmi are in serious trouble." "For once, we agree." "Oh man... Leia, we're going to get in so much trouble for this." Luke said, as they stepped out of the highspeed station transit pod. He was having second thoughts. "Yeah, well... either that or a scholarship and a government job." Leia replied. She was not having second thoughts. "As Aunt Jimmi says, 'better to ask for forgiveness,' ya know." These two were unusually intelligent little simians; my fault, really. I had been around them many a night as their brains developed. I daresay it was enough to touch them with the barest hint of my majestic brilliance. They are far cleverer than any of the other primates give them credit for, likely because they are simply far cleverer than any of the other primates. Even the Abstainer doesn't realize just what they've been up to. That may be because I have been screening some of their... precociousness ... from his view. I want it to be a surprise. They'd taken bits of this here and that there and assembled a pair of fine flying machines for space catfighting. They had stashed their toys in a quiet, forgotten cargo bay that could be opened to space. I might have disabled a camera here and a sensor there to help them not get caught. I also tagged along with almost all their little misadventures to acquire parts for their after school science projects. In the gaian tradition, they used parts from over a hundred different species. In the terran tradition, they did all the work alone... well, just the two of them, bickering and fighting like siblings o