Fiction:Meeting of the Three Opposers

After the and the establishment of the  the native powers of the Mendel Pact, the Zarbania Powers and the extragalactic power of the United Persan Descendants were left angered by the out come, feeling that as though the sacrafice of their soldiers had been dishonored by the territories they had gained in the First War being taken from them and forced into a diplomatic agreement they found despicable. This would lead to a series of behind the secret meetings between the three that would end with the creation of the Mirusian Triumvirate.

Seeds of Rebellion
Barda Clett stood up as the transport touched down inside the hangar. Outside, he could see several Zarbanian crewmen prepping the hangar for his arrival, and the refueling of his transport. The pilot turned his head.


 * Pilot - My Lord, the Captain has cleared us for entry. You can leave for your meeting sir.
 * Barda - Thank you.

The Pilot bowed his head slightly, as Barda and two of his bodyguard walked out through the entrance ramp on the transport. Greeting them was the Minister under Emperor Gridlock, Bisarko. The Deutzalanian stood at attention, arms folded behind him, as several Deutzalanian infantrymen stood behind him, frozen like statues at guard.


 * Barda - Bisarko.
 * Bisarko - Clett.
 * Barda - I'm not too late am I?
 * Bisarko - The Emperor takes no issue. You are fine. He is still waiting, however. Best not keep him waiting anymore
 * Barda - Agreed.

The High King and his guard followed the Chancellor as the guards moved to let them pass, while still maintaining their rigid stature. The four moved forward, Barda gripping his ceremonial weapon tightly. Even after the third visist here, he still didnt feel comfortable around the Zarbanians when they weren't shooting at him.

Finally, they made it to the Emperors personal office aboard, as Bisarko keyed in the code, and allowed the three Ugandalorians in. As the three walked in, Bisarko came in behind, closing the door, and silently approaching his ruler, who was, again, seated at his desk, arms folded in front of him.


 * Gridlock - Welcome, High King. Would you like a seat.
 * Barda - Thank you.

He sat down, as his two bodyguards took positions to the left and right of the door, Barda handing one of them his ceremonial axe. Finally, he got comfortable, and after a moment, removed his helmet.


 * Barda - So, you wanted to "Discuss" those exercises again?
 * Gridlock - Quite right.
 * Barda - Before we begin, I'd like to suggest something.
 * Gridlock - We're equals here. Shoot.
 * Barda - We two are no the only ones who are beginning to see doubt the Covenant's goals. There is another.
 * Gridlock - Which of the powers? The Church, Waptoria?
 * Barda - The Persan.
 * Gridlock - The Vanarans and their empire?

Gridlock rose slightly, looking very nervous now.


 * Gridlock - You realize they are from the Milky Way right? How can we be sure they can be trusted?
 * Barda - I know them. We have fought together for years. They hold similar ideals to us. They too are angered by the proceedings.
 * Gridlock - Let me think about this then.

He turned slightly and began whispering to his chancellor, bringing his right wing up to block the visitors from seeing him. This carried on for several minutes, before Gridlock turned back around, his wing settling back down behind him.


 * Gridlock - If you believe they can be trusted, then I will trust your judgement. Call in the Persan. We need to further these "military discussions".
 * Barda - Good. You will not regret this.
 * Gridlock - I've heard that before, many times.

Barda rose, and went off to contact Zuki.

An Exarch's Decision
Lighting flashed through the skies of a planet as fire crackled along the ground illuminating a blacked battle field drenched in blood. Zuki stood hearing the horrific screams of ghosts long dead ringing in her ears. The black twisted remains of tanks, aircraft, and warmechs littered the terrain. Waking along the scorched earth Zuki saw something fluttering in the distance atop a mound. Narrowing her eyes she ran swiftly over to the mound only to stop dead at what she saw. It was a mountain of skulls that was steady growing as more skulls from the dead all over the battle field scuttled over to add themselves to the ever growing pile, and on top that pile, a French and Eldarisian flag. The wind picked up and rattled through the pile issuing forth a choir of shuttering raspy voices.


 * Skulls - We gave our lives for these worlds, was it all for nothing Exarch?

Zuki stepped back suppressing a shutter of fear before stuttering out and answer.


 * Zuki - No, you fought well. You have nothing to regret.

The words felt hollow and she knew, and so did the skulls as they gave a breathy laugh.


 * Skulls - That's a lie and you know it. We gave our lives for nothing. The french did not fight for these words and yet you gave them up once they placed their demands on the table.
 * Zuki - I had no choice, we are facing enemies from all sides, we could not have stood against the French with our allies crippled as they were.

There was no response from the Skulls other than more chittering laughter as blood began to ooze out of the eye holes and towards Zuki. Zuki tried to back away, but skeletal hands began reaching from the ground dragging her down as the blood flowed in the her mouth and over her eyes causing everything to go dark.

Zuki woke with a start and sat up in bed. Covering one eye with her hand she shuttered and whispered to herself trying to gain some form of reassurance.


 * Zuki - It was only dream, all just a dream.

Letting her hand fall from her eye she looked around her room at the beer cans scattered throughout the place.


 * Zuki - Ugh, how much did I drink last night?

Looking around some more she saw the symbol the Covenant hanging on her wall with several holes caused be her Needle Launcher around it.


 * Zuki - Oh... so that's what I was trying to do.

Picking up her Needle Launcher she aimed and fired. A long, purple, crystiline needle finally impended itself in the symbol be for disintegrating, leaving behind nothing but a massive gaping hole in the wall. She grinned in triumph before falling back on her bed again.


 * Zuki - Nailed 'em.

There was a knock at the door and she heard the baritone voice of her adopted son Kryunn.


 * Kryunn - Keep it down would ya mom? You woke up Miraki and Shirana up.

Zuki groaned remembering that her granddaughters where in the next room over.


 * Zuki - Right sorry Kryunn.

She heard a distinctive grumbling coming from the other side of the door.


 * Kryunn - Well you got a message, someone wants to speak to you.
 * Zuki- Oh who?
 * Kryunn - The leader of the Mendel Pact.
 * Zuki - Ah Barda.

Getting up she walked out the door and face to chin with Kryunn. Kryunn looked at his adoptive mother in her dark purple pajamas with the Cabbits running all over it.


 * Kryunn - Your wearing that!
 * Zuki - I'm also hung over. Make me a cup of recaff please while I head over to the communications room.

Kryunn rolled his eyes, but headed over to the kitchen as Zuki headed the other way. Traveling down the hallway she came up to a large doorway which slide open without command. Walking into the communications room she sat down in a chair as Kryunn came in and handed her a cup of recaff. Zuki took a sip and pressed a button pulling up the image of the Mendel leader on the flat, transparent screen.


 * Zuki - Barda, to what do I owe the pleasure?
 * Barda - Good evening, Zuki. I have a proposition for you and your people, if your willing to hear me out.
 * Zuki - Oh? Is it really that late? Never mind, what is this proposition you have for me and my kind?
 * Barda - Joint military exercises between our kind. Here's the catch, Zarbania is also involved in this. Emperor Gridlock was hopeing we three could meet in person to discuss this further. I hope our past...struggles don't sway your opposition.
 * Zuki - Interesting, but this seems a little, how should I say, personal for simple military exercises, or is there something more? This line is as secure as you can get so you can tell me, besides the Xonexi understanding of Trans Hyper Accel space communication is none existent and Fortune Stellar is trustworthy at the highest level.
 * Barda - I won't spoil all the details for you, but Emperor Gridlock has a plan in mind to oppose the Covenant of Mirus. He believes it is too dangerous for it to be Pro-Xonexi.
 * Zuki - Hmm I can agree with that sentiment. Alright I shall join you, the Spring Day is not available so I will be appearing in a Schwargen-class Cruiser. Is that all?
 * Barda - No, I will send you the coordinates. Be careful, Gridlock is still uncertain of including you, you being from the Plazith Rim and all. He's just a little worried.
 * Zuki - I can understand his concern, I will bring a Boyk Clan Khan along with me if it will alleviate tension, they are from Mirus after all.
 * Barda - That should work. I am sending you the coordinates to the Emperor's flagship. May Zaraturai watch your flight.
 * Zuki - I will be there with all haste. Ruhi Accel u Eee(god speed to you).

Zuki flipped off the screen and turned to Kryunn.


 * Zuki - Is Yuruki available to act as a guard? I actually trust Gridlock, but it is best to have a plan in place in case things go down hill.
 * Kryunn - I'll tell her.
 * Zuki - Good, I'll get in touch with Clan Iron Wolf, Kareskey is one of the more resolvable Khans.

Kryunn nodded and turned to go, while Zuki looked up to ceiling muttering to herself.


 * Zuki - What are the two of you up too, and what will it hold in the future.

Meeting of the Three Rulers
Zuki felt the Schwargen Cruiser shutter slightly as it left Accel Space entering into the region of space where the coordinates said the flagship would be. Sure enough it was there and Zuki was frankly rather impressed by the craft.


 * Zuki - Pilot have you received clearance?
 * Pilot - Yep, I have to say these Zarbanians are efficient.
 * Zuki - Of course they are. Prepare a shuttle me, Yuruki, and Kareskey are going in.
 * Pilot - Of course ma'm.
 * Kareskey - I must say I have my reservations, my Clan has fought the Zarbanians many times. They have honor, but that does not mean I have found memories of them.
 * Zuki - None of us do, but now is the time to walk passed that all.
 * Kareskey - Wish words.
 * Yuruki - At the very least our Exarch is not in her pajamas.

Zuki gave Yuruki a long look, the XCU had said that with her typical monotone, but Zuki could have sworn she detected teasing hint.


 * Zuki - I see Kryunn is rubbing off on you.

Adjusting her sun hat Zuki stepped from the shuttle and into the flagships landing bay. Walking up to the guards at the door she stopped before presenting herself.


 * Zuki - Exarch Zuki, Khan Kareskey, and Trinity Brigade Member Yuruki reporting for this... military exercise. I'm assuming Emperor Gridlock and Barda Clett are already engaged in their discussion?
 * Guard - Yes, Exarch. Chancellor Bisarko will be arriving shortly to help you on your way.
 * Zuki - Very good, we shall wait for his arrival.
 * Bisarko - And here I am.

The chancellor himself walked up to the group, arms folded behind him as he nodded to the guard to back away.


 * Bisarko - The Emperor himself want me to escort you there. Secrecy is very important to him.
 * Zuki - So I can tell. Well lets not waste more time, please lead the way, we will fallow.

Bisarko nodded, and turned on his heel, marching ahead of them without another word. Deep into the ship they went, throug hteh winding corridors and halls, until they made it to the Emperor's private office. After keying in the code, the Door opened, and Bisarko motioned for them to step inside. Zuki stepped in and looked around impressed.


 * Zuki - I must say this is an impressive ship you have here Emperor.
 * Gridlock - Thank you Exarch. It is a pleasure to see you once more.

Zuki smirked slightly before taking a seat and folding her arms.


 * Zuki - The pleasure is all mine. Let me introduce you the Khan of the Boyk Clan Iron Wolf Kareskey. As well as my guard for this excursion the Xenos Contact Unit Yuruki Nagaroso.
 * Gridlock - I see. I must admit, your presence disturbs me slightly. Barda told me he informed you of our plan, somewhat. The presence of the Boyk, however, does help. It is good to have your ears for this.

Kareskey nodded slightly before rumbling out a reply.


 * Kareskey - Like wise, you where worthy foes. I hope you prove to be worthy allies against the Covenant. That is what this is about is it not?
 * Gridlock - Indeed. I contacted Barda first, I figured if anyone shared my views on this, it would be him.
 * Barda - Yes, and I know the Vanara and their comrades do not take defeat lightly. That is why suggested your coming here.
 * Zuki - Indeed, the sacrifice of our soldiers cannot be allowed to amount to nothing, that and other things...

Zuki turned to Yuruki would was quick to issue out a response.


 * Yuruki - The Covenant is based on the flawed logic that the French method of diplomacy is the best for Mirus. One cannot expect the method of one region of this universe to serve another region with a different history and species with a different mentality. Also there is an 100 percent chance that the Eldarisians will attempt to manipulate this Covenant to suppress the Mirusians and promote Xonexi agendas.
 * Gridlock - Humans, basing their ideals of flawed logic seems to be a common practice, no offense to those under your banner, Clett.
 * Barda - None taken.
 * Gridlock - What worries me most, however, is the Eldarisian. They purge and kill for thier religion. I have not seen such savagry since the Old days of the Unified Nations of Spode.
 * Zuki - I concur, my species as been the target of genocide numerous times. They must opposed.
 * Yuruki - A logical conclusion, their obsession with order and their god are dangerous. The Eldarisian are likely to simply exterminate us once it become apparent your species natural mentalities will not mix well with their ideology.
 * Barda - What is to be expected from these brutes? This is why I do not trust the Covenant or their goals.
 * Gridlock - This unholy Covenant would shackle us to the will of outlanders and extragalactic slavers and tell us how to run our own galaxy. Many of the other nations are weakened from the war, so right now, we are the only three with the ability to resist. This could make the difference between a Mirus for Mirusians, and their allies, or a Mirus ruled by the Xonexi tyrants
 * Zuki - I could not agree more and I assume you have a proposal?
 * Gridlock - I have spoken with Barda. We lost because the French an Eldarisian where prepared. our surprise assault on the Xonexi the first time worked well enough. But they where ready, they had their miliitaries heavily fortified. Surprise could not out-perform technology. This is why we need to bridge the gape.
 * Yuruki - Reverse engineering Angelfire and Void Hunters would close the gap significantly. Without those key advantages the French and Eldarisians posses no technology inherently superior to any of ours. Despite what the Eldarsians believe.

Zuki looked at the XCU with a raised eye brow, the sentient machine seemed almost offended.


 * Gridlock - Your unit does not appear to like our Xonexi friends. Perhaps we organics are rubbing off on her?
 * Zuki - It would appear so. The Eldarisin have referred to our technology as primitive, for some reason AIs seemed to find that particularly offensive.
 * Yuruki - The true measure of advanced is whether or not one has invented the ballpoint pen. It is surprising how few of accomplished that goal. Not how many people you can kill with one weapon, anyone can do that.
 * Barda - Indeed. If only XV-1138 could be so...intelligent. These brutish Eldarisian have angered the Clans as well. We believe they still want to break us and destroy our culture. Even the Orgaat refuse to eat their flesh. Of the two, French and Eldarisia, the latter is defiantly the biggest threat.
 * Zuki - Well we did not invent this one, she came to us. Though our own AIs are still more than capable. I would suggest sharing the knowledge we have gathered on Angel Fire and Void Hunters with us working together Yuruki and our own AI network predict that we can create a working prototype within in three months or so.
 * Gridlock - Bisarko made similar estimates. We have much Void Hunter data gathered. Their attacks hurt us worse then any other. Clett, your warriors managed to gather some information on the Angel Fire missiles, did they not?
 * Barda - Our looting got us somethings, but not a lot. It should still help, however.
 * Zuki - We can include knowledge of Accel Space to the mixture. Applying Accel Space effects would take an extra month at best, but would generate far more efficient weapons and space craft.
 * Gridlock - Excellent. I will send my best members of Science Command in this field to help you in anyway we can.
 * Zuki - As will I.
 * Barda - I will help both of you. Be aware, the Xonexi will be watching us closely in this post-war environment. Our facilities in the Plazith Rim and other galaxies will have to be utilized. Mirus is too dangerous to use right now.
 * Gridlock - The seeds of their destruction, sowed in the Xonexi cluster. Is that all?
 * Zuki - I find the irony delcious. We can help you settle in the Persan Expanse, the hyperspacial rifts there should help keep back their prying eyes.
 * Gridlock - Excellent! The Bitter pill of defeat will be washed away with the sweet dish of revenge soon enough! I thank you both for meeting me here. Such shall be beneficial for the future for Mirus and her allies.
 * Zuki - We shall be a Triumvirate for the defense of Mirus from those who would enslave her to the will of those who have not earned their place here.

Zuki stood and began to walk towards the door before turning back.


 * Zuki - I will inform my fellow Exarchs and other members or senates and military. I trust we will meet again soon.
 * Gridlock - Indeed, I wish luck to you both. This will not be easy.

Zuki smiled and walked out the door calling over her shoulder.


 * Zuki - Worth while things never are. May your gods smile on you favorably.

And with that she, and her entourage was gone. Barda turned to leave, before the Emperor stood and walked over to him.


 * Gridlock - I thank you for coming here. I realize our kind have not always seen eye to eye.
 * Barda - Indeed. I have always hoped to correct what my father did wrong.
 * Gridlock - I believe you already have. Thank you, High King.

Gridlock held out his clawed hand, shaking Bard's own, before the Ugandalorain and his guard left as well. The emperor sat back at his desk, contemplated what was to come. There was much to do.

Aftermath
More meetings were conducted after the initial one resulting in the formation of what we be called the. With the UPD assisting the other two with settling into the Persan Expanse. With a secret location secure the three began to working on developing their own Void Hunters and Angelfire missiles. Yuruki and Bisarko's predictions proved accurate and in three and a half months new Schrodinger Void Hunters that applied the Closed Circle effect of Accel Space to better stealth themselves and Angelfire type missiles called ValkyrieFire was developed. While the agreed that the Imperium of War was a far bigger current threat all three were itching for their first chance to take on the Xonexi again once the Imperium had been culled.

Meanwhile, all three began to develop other weapons aside from the Valkyrie Fire and Void Hunters, such as the Kal'Ryana battlesuit of the Pact, and the Advanced North Star Battle tank of Zarbania. When the time came to fight, while the Persan furthered work on Projects Pejorative and Esper. They would have much sights to show the Xonexi.