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Make it better than the last!
Note some small additions to the Episode 08 and 09 summaries, to make Isobel more interesting and more sympathetic.
I must create more characters after finishing Episode 13. Castor's new friends need identities, and some previously unnamed characters will enter the limelight.
Episode 12Episode Summary: One month later, Frederick stands before Isobel's parents, who have arrived from the Federal capital. They remark on what an interesting daughter they have produced. Frederick reiterates that he cannot presume to know the parents' loss. Dismissing his concern, the parents state they can simply reconstitute Isobel, with or without any remains. In fact, if this sort of thing is to keep happening, it's better she doesn't remember anything of her past lives, lest she get the wrong ideas or learn from her mistakes.
Frederick does not ask them for clarification. He step back with an almost wincing smile, bows slightly and bids them farewell. As they leave, he leans back and whispers to Ariane that these people warrant an investigation. Ariane retorts that it's Frederick who is under an investigation. They turn around to face a bank of journalists.
Ariane retreats to an adjacent room. The journalists bombard the Systematic officer corps, which is absent except for Frederick, with questions. Returned to a human body, Castor watches from the sidelines.
The first journalist asks Frederick for his thoughts about his Federal inquiry hearings; Frederick responds that the federation customarily conducts reviews of Systematic actions in their aftermath; he is not very concerned.
The second question involves Frederick's conduct during the first phase of the Klennis invasion. During skirmishes in deep space and high orbit around the planet, Frederick opened fire and obliterated pirate junk-ships reported to have held refugees.
Frederick replies that regardless of what post-conflict reports have found, he was approached by a fleet of enemy vessels in the midst of combat. Blame should flow towards the pirates for trying to paw off hostages in ships that they knew would be targeted.
The journalists are not satisfied by this answer, and look incensed. A third asks about the irresponsible use and spread of chemical weapons, both during and after the Systematic mutiny-sabotage.
Frederick retorts that if the enemy is concerned with gas attacks, they should switch to internal air supplies. Another journalist shouts, out of turn, that her concern is not for enemies but innocent civilians, which saw staggering loss of life and property.
Now Frederick looks incensed. As Castor watches Frederick open his mouth, the moment slows to a crawl, and he imagines green gas coiling out of Frederick's mouth. The bank of journalists crowding the floor before him, huddled together, resemble a crowd of dead pirates pressed against a locked door in one of Klennis' subterranean layers, and all of a sudden, Castor is reliving his final mission of the invasion, one month prior.
Several Systematic platoons filter down through the cuts and crevices in Klennis' structures. They find many corpses, most bloody. Some enraged gas victims still live, and have removed their masks to begin cannibalizing their former comrades. These are the result of an agent called NeoBellum-D. The platoons also make contact with pockets of elite Aristocrats, who have survived the gas attacks unaffected. Yale and the Emerald Wasps snipe them with chemical-injection shells. Affected Aristocrats relax and lower their weapons, allowing Emerald Wasps to run up in front of them and direct them towards their comrades, using them as cooperative human shields. Yale proudly explains to his fellow Systematics that this is the chemical Scopolamine Plus at work.
The subterranean labyrinth gets darker, quieter, and hotter. Aside from some inoperative city systems and residue from initial chemical attack, the Systematics detect no signs of the inhabitants or of the struggle above. Everything is eerily pristine and completely empty.
The lowest levels of the labyrinth receive no electricity. Every door, every shuttered window might as well be a solid wall. Penetrating these layers, the Systematics use a great deal of their energy and equipment. A thin line of cables and whirlydog pack-mules allow them to gnaw their way deeper into Klennis' bowels. The Systematics remain on guard for an ambush they expect to erupt any moment. Eventually, several dozen meters deep into darkness, they detect a source of light.
It is Henry and his elite guard, arrayed around one of Klennis' geothermal control rods, a tremendous magnet that plunges to the core of the otherwise inert planetoid, which is Klennis. The rod has begun to glow. Henry and his guards have already destroyed the control systems. For the moment, it is still dim. There are eighteen rods in total, all under contention; the Systematics including Castor have found the rod held by Henry.
Before the Systematics get anywhere close to sighting the Aristocrats, Henry addresses them over a radio channel. He knows where they are and how they approach. He details, with complete accuracy, various aspects of the Systematic platoons. One of the Systematic lieutenants appeals to Henry to surrender in exchange for clemency.
Henry laughs at great length. The Systemat disrespects life as it disrespects death; they would alter his mind until he was an undead version of his former self, a puppet. He has every intention of crushing as many Systematic brains as possible before they obliterate him and his men. He advises his soldiers to kill themselves if they notice injectors attached to their armor, lest they become a tool for the enemy. Henry reminds his men: the goal of their final defense is to allow the geothermal overload to cause as much damage to Klennis as possible. They will render Klennis barren before the Systematics can have their way with her. Retreat so long as the Systematics will pursue and never relent in fire.
The combat starts slowly, with individual snipings and small skirmishes. The Systematics' smallest robots cannot function, so near the overloading rod. Various camouflage and protective coatings also malfunction as they melt. Many of the Emerald Wasps' chemicals denature. They switch to standard ordinance.
Fierce as they try to be, the Aristocrats also have problems. Many move sluggishly and cannot maneuver. Despite these problems, their stockpiled firepower and their exacting determination cause Systematics to fall in uncommon numbers.
Eventually, Henry takes a hit. Covered in blood and sweat, he denies any regrets and detonates nuclear bombs hidden throughout Klennis. Many of the sites cleared of pirates and Aristocrats over the past few days disappear in eruptions of pure energy. At Castor's location, civil thermal shielding protects the area against some of the nearest nuclear blast. Castor and the Systematics collapse to the floor as their shells melt and harden. Most survive. The Aristocrats are not so well prepared, and burn away until only shadows remain.
Cut to two days later. A rescue-hound whirlydog finds Castor's body and a spiderswan recovers it. Cut to Castor in a new rifleman body, back on duty the following day. He receives a Systemat-wide notification of rank transfer: due to performance noted during the operation to sieze Henry's geothermal station, the Systemat demotes Yale to lieutenant and promotes one of his lieutenants to captain. Frederick resumes command of the Epfian Systemat.
Castor contacts a Systematic operator. He requests an immediate discharge. The operator grants his discharge, but postpones it until the expiration of the Systemat's Epfian Federal mandate, which will occur in three weeks. As Castor makes this communication, he watches Frederick and Ariane's scramble to stabilize the geothermal crisis. Orbiting Federal cruisers blast holes into points on Klennis and the Dulcinea fires magnets into the holes. Gunships position enormous gravity plates, haulers move materials, and sections city crumble under unexplained earthquakes.
After the operator denies Castor immediate discharge, Castor requests twelve hours of leave-time, effective immediately, which he receives. Grimly pleased, Castor grabs a whirlydog-cycle and begins traversing the ruins of Klennis.
Castor remembers one of the dangers of joining the Systemat: alienation from your old life. The Systemat never rests because its conditioning largely removes the need for it. Its personnel have little time for letters to home, supposing that they identify their origins as home.
Considering the week since Castor left Shyenne, Castor wonders about Ruthie's funeral. She never did get a chance or desire to back up her mind. He messages Bernard and Camellia, telling them he is alright, but requests that they do not return his messages, as he would like to focus on remaining alive and finishing the tasks at hand, so he can be completely available in mind and body to accept what has happened all at once.
Castor heads towards an access point of the Federal refugee camps on Klennis. Castor asks an operator about the whereabouts of Ruthie's parents. The operator is surprised to find a Systematic querying about the relatives of a loved one. Apparently, the Aristocrats conducted much of their business by word-of-mouth and also destroyed many administrative records before the Federals even set foot on Klennis. He points Castor towards a compound that handles the region where Ruthie's parents were last known to live.
At the compound, Castor finds some well connected patrons. They direct him towards a Systemat-administered prison camp, which handles staunch Aristocrats and anyone who was sweet on them. The Federals provide information on a former administrator that would know about Aristocratic refugee movements.
The camp is distant, so Castor rides a gunship. He sees from above a single massive pen, as well as various processing areas deployed out of haulers, all leading to a single prefabricated medical center. Castor approaches the main pen and asks for the former administrator. Everyone avoids contact with Castor, except for one very craven man who offers information in exchange for freedom. The other prisoners, a wide range of men, women and families, are universally outraged by him, for offering help to the enemy. They threaten him with death. The craven prisoner argues that the Systematics won't allow that kind of violence, which the angry mob takes as a challenge. A brawl ensues, with Systematics firing non-lethal weapons to subdue the prisoners and dropping in from gunships to separate them.
Castor looks down at his hands. They are not human hands. He finds a cracked mirror in the bathroom of a nearby bombed-out building. He had forgotten that in his rifleman body, he looks only vaguely human. He finds the nearest human body and tries approaching the main pen in that. Momentarily beaten down in spirit by the riot suppression and no longer threatened by Castor's appearance, the prisoners direct Castor to a man who helped direct the relocation of residents under the Aristocrats.
The former administrator looks hungry. He knows where Ruthie's parents were before the federation caught up to them, but in return, he wants insurance that he will not undergo psychological manipulation. The Federals are moving to take control of the camps from the Systemat, which has accelerated the rate of manipulation procedures.
Castor says the surest way for the former administrator to avoid manipulation is to generally cooperate and not draw attention to himself. Then the Systematics will have no need for it. This is, of course, a lie, as the Systemat has already decided the alterations it will apply. Castor lies further and says he is in no rush. He offers to get the man perhaps a meal if it will get him the information sooner. The man says getting a meal is easy, it's getting food that's troublesome. All the Systematics want to feed him is some kind of paste. Castor holds back a reflex to explain the merits of Systematic rations, and instead works on finding a traditional meal. At a nearby Federal camp, he spends a relative fortune to buy a plate of roast beef off the table of a cafeteria guest. He rushes it to the Aristocrat. The Aristocrat tries to hide his visceral hunger for the food but fails utterly. Castor provides half as a down payment, gets the information he needs, then provides the rest.
Castor heads towards yet another camp, hopefully the last one. He does indeed find Ruthie's parents. They support the Aristocrats, and are scheduled for psychological manipulation in one hour. Castor has three hours left in his leave time. He could simply wait two hours until after the manipulation, but he decides to tell them everything before they change. He steels himself for a moment, then after introducing himself, inform them that Ruthie is dead. Ruthie's parents are at first incredulous, then enraged after he provides evidence to support his claims. They ask if Castor killed her. He says no, she died because an Aristocrat fooled another Systematic into attacking her. Ruthie's father gets up and stands in front of Castor, and asks Castor to leave after he tells them how Ruthie died. Castor avoids the question and says Ruthie worked admirably to promote moderation and tolerance. The father demands to know. Castor says the cause of death was the chemical Fontis. Ruthie's father is enraged as he imagines the death. He grabs Castor's shirt and pulls him up, then haltingly pushes out some words of thanks between his bared teeth. Ruthie's mother rises and walks up behind the father, not to hold him back but ready to jump in and attack. The father bids Castor farewell and releases him, and takes a step back. Castor turns around and leaves, not stopping to fix his shirt until he is out of their sight.
As Castor wanders back to his post in the last hours of his leave-time, he considers who is to blame for Ruthie's death. Should he blame Rudolph, the former Aristocrat, for giving Isobel the means and motive for killing Ruthie? Should the blame lie with Isobel for succumbing to rage and perpetrating the killing? Or should blame lie with Ruthie for getting herself into in a dangerous game? Castor consoles himself by asserting that Ruthie showed courage in taking a stand, that Isobel showed a weakness common to all people, and that the real fault lies with Rudolph and the Tarantula Hawks for enabling the crime to occur.
Castor's overall feeling at the moment is a desire to be back on Shyenne, to pay Ruthie her respects and find some closure in the conflict. His leave-time ends.
Cut to yet another week later. The Systemat is holding another party on the Dulcinea. It is preparing to pack up its operations, as the geothermal crisis has stabilized. Castor is present in the main party room, which is the visitor's chamber with the windowed walls and floor. It is a much smaller affair than the gala, as it involves only Systematic officers and a select few Federal sympathizers.
Frederick gathers the attention of the party and congratulates all those present. He cheerfully notes that the Systemat managed to reclaim Epfia System for the federation in two months. The federation projected a window of five months to a year, hoping not just for a softer transition, but to claim credit for reintegrating Epfia System long after the Systemat had evacuated. Frederick projects that though the federation will not re-hire them in the near future, the Systemat's potential recruits have seen a powerful demonstration. Despite numerous setbacks, the Systemat has acheived sixty-seven percent efficiency in this operation. The party responds with some light applause, which Frederick finds sufficient.
Castor eavesdrops on a conversation between Frederick and Rudolph. Frederick congratulates Rudolph. As Rudolph's dying wife requested, Rudolph has helped the Systemat. Yet as Rudolph's personal beliefs demand, he has also hurt the Systemat dearly. Frederick asserts that, truly, Rudolph is Frederick's nemesis. Frederick will honor his word as Rudolph has honored his own, and will give him an honorable discharge the following day. Rudolph will be free to enslave himself to some other fool's ideals. Rudolph is amused, but says nothing. After the two take a sip of some champagne-like drink, Frederick recounts that he could have killed Rudolph, back when the Federal bombardment obliterated Wolfe. Rudolph states that it's Frederick's loss.
Despite this conversation, the two officers continue to stand at relative ease around one another until they finish their drinks, then walk to separate parts of the room. Castor tries to wrap his head around what he just witnessed. Drearily, he notes that he still has one more week until he can return to Shyenne. He does not bother finishing his drink and leaves the gathering and seeks out his squadmates, who remain on duty.
As Castor's watch once displayed one week until freedom, it now displays one minute. Castor looks up, and the narrative has finally caught back up with the present. Frederick is still answering questions from the journalists, though he folds up his two note-sheets as he does.
One of the reporters asks Frederick about the death of Colonel Zabat--a man who fought off the most fearsome conventional military in known space, yet died in one of the first major battles against Pirates and their allies, who used mothballed equipment. Frederick asks the journalist to see the pattern and logic behind Jeffrey's death. Just as the Systemat suffered losses against inferior equipment, as wielded by a Federal military genius in Zabat, so did Zabat, accustomed to fighting the Systemat, succumb to the inferior equipment of another military genius, who just happened to be a lowly pirate. It was just another example of how choosing the leader of an expedition should not be a political choice, as Frederick reckons it was with Zabat.
Some of the journalists rouse, unsettled by Frederick's accusation. Others are unconvinced and bombard Frederick with new questions. Frederick acts surprised and directs the journalists' attention to a document he projects onto every wall: an official Federal notification of contract termination. The note thanks the Systemat for its service and provides it twelve hours to leave Epfia System.
Frederick announces that he is legally obliged to leave Epfia and not obliged to answer any questions. As he leaves the room with the journalists trailing and surrounding, he advises them to forward all questions to a Systematic operator, but invites them to follow him into deep-space pirate territory, if they are so inclined. Finally, he reaches a final airlock door, beyond which a gunship awaits and, several dozen miles behind that, the Dulcinea. Though the journalists are welcome to follow beyond this point, Frederick warns that the Systemat is not likely to extend its protection. The airlock opens, two rifleman advance from behind the door, and Frederick squeezes in between them as they block the rest. The riflemen withdraw, the airlock closes, and Castor immediately receives a notification of his honorable discharge from the Systemat.