Fiction:Golden Movement

The is known for housing some of the most loyal Zazane clans and individuals, and are a galactic superpower within Andromeda. Their leader, is a Highlord of the AGC and a renowned warrior and saviour throughout the galaxy, while others call him a demon, or a nuisance due to his powers and heritage. On the edge of Brood territory, an insurrection larger than any other is about to take place, and loyalties will be tested and played upon as the Brood struggles to keep order within itself.

The biggest enemy is not from the outside, but on the inside...

Soroka
A small fleet of ships belonging to the Brood approached the world of Soroka, a world dominated by green plants and blue water. Soroka was a Brood colony near the edge of their territory, though it had been noted that this world was under the influence of a power that opposed the current ruler of the Brood, Tyraz Breek. However, unlike most other planets dominated by a rebellion or protester force, Soroka was not reported to have been taken by force, instead somewhat willingly submitting to the reign of a new leader. This baffled the captain of the fleet, Rydok Katachar, who had been fighting enemy fleets of traitors and rebels for many years. He was aching for a battle, but it seemed today it would be a lowly diplomatic meeting.

Helmsman - Captain Rydok, we are approaching Soroka. This is where the rebel influence is said to have originated from. Rydok - I am surprised we have not encountered any conflict as of yet. However, keep your guard up. We cannot afford to be ambushed this far into enemy territory.

Rydok looked out towards Soroka, and saw a fleet of golden, modified Brood ships on approach towards them. He leaned forward in his seat and snarled at the modified ships. They appeared golden, with extra spike-like additions attached.

Rydok - They dare defile our mighty ships with their modifications and tainted touch? Bastards! We shall see what they have to say! Helmsman - Do you wish to contact the highest authority, captain? Rydok - Patch me through! I shall give them a piece of my mind!

A communications window was opened, and Rydok waited for a moment before an image of a Zazane appeared on screen. A black and yellow Zazane, wearing something that was not recognized as traditional or standard Zazane fleet uniform. The Zazane had an implant on the left side of his face, possibly a result of a former battle or accident. However, while Rydok was angry and enraged, the black Zazane watched calmly, sitting in a golden seat. He tilted his head.

Zazane Captain - Welcome to Soroka, friend. It has been a while since we have seen any outsiders. Rydok - Silence, you ignorant fool! Who are you, and why do you challenge the Brood? Zazane Captain - Challenge the Brood? I have done no such thing. You must be mistaken. Rydok - Mistaken?! You're clearly a rebel! Zazane Captain - There has been a simple misunderstanding. I am no rebel, I am still in the allegiance of the Brood, I have simply...altered my political position in this sector. Rydok - On whom's authority? Zazane Captain - I am not sure if you are aware, but diplomacy between the leaders of Brood planets is not illegal. I have been gifted the territory from former planetary leaders.

Rydok leaned back in his chair, starting to calm down a little, though one could still see he had a look of frustration and anger on his face. His claws began to dig into his seat, while the other Zazane captain kept his smile and calm manner.

Rydok - You still haven't told me who you are. Zazane Captain - My apologies. My friends call me Crispy. Rydok - Crispy? What sort of name is that?

Crispy smirked. The modified Brood ships moved aside, revealing a new model of ship that was Brood-like in appearance but was nothing that the Fleet of Ruin had ever manufactured. Rydok's eyes widened a little as he saw it, and stood up. Crispy smirked as he saw Rydok stand.

Crispy - I am Crispy, leader of the Golden Movement. Otherwise known as Crispy's Insurrection. Rydok - Golden Movement? Is that what you call your puny alliance of planets? Crispy - At first, the planets in this sector. And then soon, other sectors. I promise more power than what Tyraz had ever given this Brood. The ships are stronger, the soldiers are better-trained,and it shall show how strong the Zazane really are. I am not some rebel who wants to rid of the Brood, no. That would be stupid. But I will simply fulfill the promises that Tyraz has made. Rydok - Then why not work under his wing? Crispy - Tyraz is a simple individual. His spirit is broken, he is not the man he once was. He has become...weaker. Rydok - On the contrary, he is stronger than ever before! He is the Grandmaster of the Guardians of Light and a Highlord of Andromeda! Crispy - Yes, but does he deserve it? Does he keep to his word?

Rydok stopped for a moment. Right now, he wanted to blast Crispy and his fleet to a million pieces, but he had wondered about what he had said. Had Tyraz really kept his promises of prosperity and strength? Why had so many legions and planets rebelled against his rule if he was supposedly a good leader? Rydok shook his head, and he snarled again.

Rydok - You are but a heretic! Crispy - Heretic? Tyraz is a god now? Rydok - He has the powers of a god! Crispy - No, he is cursed. Even Tyraz will admit that he is a cursed individual, a damned leader. Like the First One, Zagdala. Rydok - How dare you speak ill of Zagdala! He formed the Dragon Battleguard and united our mighty nation! Crispy - Zagdala betrayed the Old God in order for the Five Gods to grant him power. And then he set his sons against one another, and in the end killed his last surviving child. And what next? He put himself into a slumber, and left the realm. If he is not a traitor, then what is he? Rydok - You have no right to speak of Zazane's past, you are but scum in the eyes of my race! Crispy - Scum? Me? The one who is sane and has found a better way to unite nations, rather than an insane, emotional warlord who has reproduced with aliens? If I am scum, Tyraz must be the dirt I sleep on.

Rydok let out an angered roar, frustrated with Crispy's words, though somehow, he could see truth and reason behind them. Crispy was not like other Zazane, who were zealous followers of one man who could beat another. Instead, he was a man who offered promise to his supporters, and has even proven himself a worthy leader by his modified ships, and the resources to have even built his own personal custom ship without stealing.

Rydok - Crispy, you are a traitor and blasphemer in the eyes of Tyraz. Crispy - And I do not care for Tyraz, he is halting the progression of the Brood. Rydok - The Zazane are stronger than ever before! Crispy - And I could make them stronger! No, not as in physically, which is the way of simple-minded brutes and primitives, but in the way of politics! I could lead this empire to salvation, as I could my race! Rydok - You have no right to call yourself Zaza-- Crispy - You cannot deny that I am Zazane. Tyraz is the alien, as are his spawn. He is not of our kind, he has become a demon. A pox. A cancer that threatens to disband our race. At the start, he showed promise, he was more of a leader than his brother Moxix. But slowly, he spiralled down into oblivion and has doomed us all.

Rydok sighed, and knew he could not deny any longer. He sat back into his seat and he grunted.

Helmsman - Do you wish to attack, captai-- Rydok - No...Take us in closer. Helmsman - But sir, we could attack from here. Rydok - I do not wish to attack! I wish to...join... Helmsman - Join? But captain, this man speaks nonsense! Rydok - Just do it!

Rydok's fleet began to approach Crispy's own fleet. Rydok, feeling ashamed though accepting of Crispy's words, looked back to the communication screen.

Rydok - I am requesting permission to have our fleets merge... Crispy - Your fleet shall become part of mine, your ships will be modified to the highest grade and your men shall be given the finest training and equipment. We will be needing extra forces in order to show how serious we are in our cause to bring about a better age for the Brood.

With that, the fleet entered Soroka's orbit, joined by several of the modified Brood ships. Crispy closed the communication screen, and he smiled to his crew mates.

Crispy - We shall proceed forwarth and spread our reasoning to the main fleet in this sector, and then to the many worlds within. Tyraz has given up his dignity for power, he is nothing but an unstable tyrant.