Lost Empire 49

0001 – Tempro
0003 – Conner
0097 – Ace – Zimmel
0098 – Lucy
0101 – Shelby (mother ship) – Derrick
0125 – Lars
0200 – Ellen
0301 – Rodrick
0403 – Johnathon
0667 – Marco – Brown
0778 – Jan
0798 – Celeste – Shelby (human)
0908 – Tara – Mara
0999 – Zan
1000 – Sherry – Lucie (for the moment)


Looking at the charge on the holo/micro shield projector Derrick sighed as he leaned over the man he’d snapped the neck of. Pressing all three buttons twice a beam shot out scanning up and down the dead man’s body. Pressing another combination, Derrick’s appearance changed to that of the dead man even as a huge number of men came through.
 
“Ya see ‘er?” The man in the lead asked. Derrick just grunted shaking his head no. “C’mon she’s no get far.” The man said egging the other men on. Leaning over the leader whispered to Derrick, “When ya see her kill ‘er nice ‘n quick!” The leader laughed as he went after the rest of the group. Laughing the men moved off.
 
Derrick breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the violent group of men move off. Shit! What was he going to do? Tempro was the only one that had the power to retrieve him. Shelby had power though he’d have to get further from the palace before she could use her IMT. Shaking his head this reminded him of when he had been back in Gregor’s time.
 
Derrick stopped a moment, was there a way that he could risk it? He had both sets of codes. Sighing he nodded his head yes this appeared to be the only way. It would be almost a day before all the counter measures he’d entered into Tempro to take complete effect. I knew I should have entered them sooner.
 
Shaking his head again Derrick slowly made his way further toward the palace, further into the midst of the ongoing battle.
 
[Sire where are you going?] Derrick heard Tempro’s thoughts.
 
[I have to get within the palace, it might be the only place I will be safe. At least ’til such time as all the protocols I reset in you take effect.] Derrick thought back to Tempro.
 
[I understand that Sire, though I would advise against it. You aren’t known to either side as a matter of fact you can’t be known. As far as they all are concerned you are the enemy. I feel that neither would hesitate to terminate you. Please Sire, reconsider this course of action!] Came Tempro’s frantic thoughts.
 
Sighing Derrick stopped a moment. [I am a target no matter where I am, at least within the palace I’ll be less at risk especially when Mary enacts emergency shutdown, protective cover solution.] Derrick looked at his chronometer. [If I’m not mistaken that should take place in an hour or two.]
 
[Yes Sire, though ’til such time it is extremely dangerous there. Mary won’t recognize you without a DNA test, even with the codes.] Tempro told me.
 
A wry smile appeared on Derrick’s face. [I guess she’ll have to perform one. When she finds that I am who I say I am then I can just order her to delete the information.] Derrick said.
 
[Sire, are you sure she will?] Tempro asked.
 
[Oh I’m very certain your mother is nothing if not loyal. Though I will have to word it exactly what I need her to do.] Derrick thought.
 
[Do you wish for me to word it for you so there are no mistakes?] Tempro asked.
 
[I do believe that will be a good idea. In the mean time how long before you can use the IMT?] Derrick asked.
 
[Even as we think, the counter measures are reverting everything back to normal. I am afraid that as you thought it will be almost a whole day before I can effectively use the IMT!] Tempro told Derrick.
 
[Alright just keep working on it for now I have to get to the palace before Mary closes it off.] Came Derrick’s urgent thoughts as he quickened his pace toward the palace.
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Kimison and Rayburn both gave a great sigh when they saw history change back towards what they knew it should be. “Empress?” Kimison said as he turned toward Shelby. “It appears that we were successful. Everything up to five hundred years ago is now as it should be. Now reading changes in time two hundred years ago. Shit!”
 
Shelby jumped up looking over both men’s shoulders. Damn it! It appeared as if Derrick was in the midst of the last two days of the empire! “Has he managed to change anything yet?” She asked.
 
“At first it appeared that all were killed when the palace fell. A moment ago that changed when the Empress and her son disappeared from the palace. Much has changed though for the moment there is nothing of her ever being found!” Kimison snapped his head to look at Rayburn. “You think that the additional data has confused Tempro?”
 
Rayburn was typing furiously then suddenly stopped. “It appears he didn’t get enough.” Looking at Shelby, Rayburn said. “I’m afraid that we need to send another data burst.”
 
“You both do realize that the last we sent damn near burned out the redoubler. Not just on Celeste but the others also. If we do this again we will have to completely synchronize ALL the ships to keep this from happening.” Shelby told both men. 
 
Both of them smiled as they looked at each other. “I don’t think that will be a problem. Well, as long as we can link to all of them. You see Rayburn and I already have a link.”
 
Shelby nodded she’d thought that they moved and thought too close to what the other was, NOT to have a link. “Alright, I am trusting the two of you. Bring the emperor home!”
 
“Yes your highness!” They both said as they started back in typing, calculating.
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Greeson had relieved the man watching the Duke hours ago. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the men and women under him, far from it. He didn’t trust the Duke as far as he could throw him, preferably out an air lock. Greeson smiled at his joke, he hoped that whoever did get to kill the bastard did it slow and painfully.
 
A moment later the Duke started to yell again. “Let me out! You are holding a high ranking noble of the empire. I will have you whipped to death. Whipped ’til the flesh is hanging from your bones! You there I said…”
 
Greeson growled as he opened the outer door. Closing it he opened the inner door. A fist was flying at Greeson as he started to laugh, it was in slow motion! Moving behind the Duke Greeson tapped the man on the shoulder. Even as the Duke was turning Greeson clipped the Duke up side his head, effectively knocking the man to the floor.