Chapter 15: The Trail of the Logic Terrorist

[sunspots4ever]

From the Encyclopedia Mythica,

  Fairies are generally considered harmless mischief makers, however, if they are part of an invading force, I'd assume they have some pretty severe mischief in mind. Humans usually can't see them, but they are occasionally spotted during full moons, and can always be seen through a hole in a rock that has been worn away by running water.

  Imps are another story. They are related to Genies, and considered to be small demons. they can be captured and stored in bottles or containers, and commanded with spells, incantations or words of command.

  Logic forces must be very careful in dealing with spernatural creatures.

[Nemisis two]

(Boards Dingo's ship and follows the correctly colored bands to the observation area to watch the fighting. Sends a message to Sunspots)
Maybe fairies aren't involved but Gremlins maybe?

[payloadcontroller]

Fleet Admiral here. Finally dug out from all the desk paperwork. Orstio sent me to helm this meeting.

I've been studying the reports coming in from all over on these breaches. And I think I have a common thread. That little war Termina and her pal've carrying on has released so much Chasi that it's breaking down dimensional barriers. LOTS of dimensional barriers. It will continue to do so until those two get over their mad and settle down. Extrapolating the worst case scenario, the multiverse will collapse into one insane, ungoverned universe, in which the laws of physics, or any other laws, no longer apply.

[sighs heavily]

IMHO, we have two options, ladies and gentlemen. Either we make with the diplomacy, and negotiate a truce between those two....

Or, we take them out.

The floor is open to comments.

[yales]

Excuse the digression...
S'wonderful to see you again, M'Lady.

Yale

[Original Labatt]

I just got back from the Altarian Galaxy.

WAN HQ had informed me that this meeting was of great Immence Importance.  

Lets get this started.

[Nemisis two]

Awaiting commencement.
Negotiations most likly wont work im my opinion.

[snazee1]

I'm here as well, and I have to second what Nem said!!!

[dingo15068]

We need to find the root cause.  Taking either one of them out would be disatorous.  They are both Chasi beings, and their presence helps maintain the Chasi balance.  Taking one or both out would release even more Chasi energy into the universe.  Besides, I do not think the combined firepower of the entire WAN fleets would have enough force to accually majorly harm or destroy either being.  Just make them upset.  We need to get ahold of Nerd57 for assistance, as he has the most experience in dealing with these 2.

Welcome back Admiral PLC

[sunspots4ever]

Would some sort of anti-matter containment system be of use here? Lure them into it, and make them stay 'til they work it out? Could we construct such a containment unit?

[Nemisis two]

Maybe we could search for a dimension void of chasi then see why it's void and if we can find that certain thing we could use it against them as anti-chasi.

[dingo15068]

I like the suggestion about finding a dimention that lacks Chasi, and maybe we can bleed the excess Chasi from our dimention.  That will give us a short term solution, until a long term one.

The Phoneix has informed me, that she has figured a way to contain both Termina, and Lungi in a single dimentional bubble, but it will take all of her ability and power to do so.  She will then be very vulnerable to outside interference.  Do we have the resourses to protect her is we are able to catch them???  Remimber she is a very big ship.

*New report from the War games.  The 3rd Marine division has been stopped in it's advance to it's primary objectives.  Local resistance has been extreamly heavy, and the division's advance has been stopped cold.  Causualty rates on both sides have been very heavy,  with some sever injeries reported at local hospitals.  Orders have gone to unit commanders to be a bit more refraimed with the use of stun granades, and taisors, as the local population has resulted in the use of brass knuckles, saps, baseball bats, causing head injeries.  Property damage has been kept to a minimul.

Nemisis, your troops are not doing as well as I was hoping.  From the advances towards the primary goal (us here at the meeting), they have yet to meet the primary defence forces.  My wife reports her troops are rest, eager, and waiting to enter the fray.  Should you decide, your 2rd Marine division is in orbit, and we could always land it, in support of the 3rd.  It is your call

[Original Labatt]

with whom it involves.

[Nemisis two]

(Replies to Dingo about the Wargames)
Sure, land them.
Who coordinating the approach/attacks?

(Addresses defence)
If you want i could bring in my minion fighter groups to runs patrols over the length of Termina. Jump in the way of laser blasts if necessary.

(Sends a communication to Dingo with image attachment. Image is of a massive space station like structure orbiting a red giant)
This is the Cassandra system, home to my dimensional anchor. Currently it's sole purpose is to seal the berserker cell dimension.
What if though we constructed a sort of weapon from this.
(Image shows a WAN battleship schmatic with a larger anchor array attached)
If we fire this at the two, we might be able to stem there dimensional effects. I expect it will use massive amounts of power, so much that the ship may be destroyed wheather it accomplishes the goal or not.
(Image shows a circle around a smaller extention of the anchor weapon)
If it survives the massive power surge then it maybe able to fire a dimensional randomizer. The randomizer won't work on both only one and then it will only phase out the other for sixty-three earth hours.
Only the randomizer is built.
We'd have to build everything else if we went with the plan.
(Message ends, image goes blank)

[nerd57 Laugi]

BOOM! Knee to the head. BOOM BOOM! Another knee to the head! Termina flies backwards from Laugi, flipping over and connecting with her foot to his head. He, in turn, flips backwards, and hurls another blast at her. She grabs his blast and returns it. The fight has become a deadly pong game between the two combatants. Suddenly, Termina launches a ball of her own, connecting squarely with Laugi's neck. In a moment of self-serving glory, she is struck by Laugi's Chasi, and is thrown backwards, farther away from Laugi. The two suddenly burst with more energy and rush at each other, connecting and bursting yet another hole in the dimension.

Meanwhile, in the WAN galaxy:
Small furry animals are wandering the hallways of random planets, speaking in squeeky voices and for some strange reason always wearing gloves.

Cut back to the battle:
Laugi cuts a gash into Termina's face. Although it almost instantaneously heals, she recoils from him, flies around him and kicks him in the back of the head. He flies downward, at least and downward as one can fall in space, and dissappears.
Termina, whips around, ready to meet her attacker. But he's not there.
Laugi kicks her in the back of the head, sending her reeling away from him, spinning feet over her head.
The two meet once again in a terrible clash, Chasi bursting forth and disintegrating the nearby particles.

Near the Berserker Dimension Anchor:
"Captain! We're reading a power loss all along our boards. Something's surged our nukes, and our scanners are completely out!"
"Go to reserve power! Now!"
The lights turn back on, but this time in an eery red. Bathing the anchor in a bloody glow, the scanner suddenly springs to life, lights flashing and dancing all across the screen.
"Sir... SIR! There's a HOLE!"
The berserkers begin to land on the anchor and systematically tear it apart. The metal they will use to build more of themselves. The people they will leave, cold and dead, as a kind of offering to the great dark one, the one who so long ago had given the Berserker's assistance.

Dark eyes watched the events unfold. Untelling horror behind those eyes, in the mind of a being born to kill. And in turn watched was he, by another being, born to create; create creators and killers alike.

[dingo15068]

All alarms flash into the red.  Automatic relays click into place.  The Phoneix prepares for immadate launch.  Immedate recall orders priority ALPHA, ALPHA, ALPHA

ATTN:  ALL WAN FLEET PERSONNEL
From:  The Phoneix

Immedate launch orders.  All personnel board their ships ASAP.
Automatic alarm systems have been triggered.  This is a galatic wide alarm!!!!

"IT" has escaped.....the dreaded one has entered our galaxy from the dimention we had Imprisemed it.  It is loose, and will cause massive destruction unless all forces can contain it, before it has regained it's power.

Commadore Dingo1....report to the bridge immiately.  3rd Marine division, break off all contact.  Immedately regroup and launch back to space.  Prepare for emergancy docking.

This is not a drill