27th July
06:16 GMT
I lower my railgun
slightly.
"While I do appreciate you yielding
promptly, I am a little surprised.
"
The wizened Citadelian in front of me shrugs. "
I've seen seventeen Emperors come and go. This one wasn't anything special."
I look at the soldiers standing at ease on the other side of primary power's fortifications while their leader negotiates with me.
"And.. your detail?
"
"One didn't get a clue." He sniffs. "He won't be a problem anymore."
Ruthless, pragmatic… I've really got to see if I can keep this one alive.
"If you've been through this before, I'm sure you know why I'm here.
"
He nods. "You want to turn off the power to external weapons before the Emperor decides that he's bigger than the Citadel and shoots up the fleet."
A natural assumption. An Admiral carrying out a putsch wouldn't want the fleet crippled. I
do, but I was planning on using the more indiscriminate fixed defences rather than Citadel Complex's guns.
"I wouldn't mind cutting off the whole command deck actually, but yes.
"
He nods again. "Sure, we can do that. You want to come oversee things?"
"Naturally.
"
He turns around, making a small motion with his right hand as he does so. I presume one of the Citadelians behind the barricades presses something, because the force field protecting them deactivates. Then he starts walking towards the entry to the reactor chamber. "Bit of a surprise about the Tamaranians."
"It looked like the whole attack was a surprise.
"
"Nah. I felt the First's voice in my head-" He points at the visible part of his implants with his right hand. "-stop, same as everyone else. After that it was only a matter of time. Dakyn's smart. He'll be a decent Emperor." He glances back. "Unless you lose."
"I didn't think that the First's existence was common knowledge.
"
He snorts as the blast doors open and he leads the way towards the power control station. "I revered the First my whole life, but I always thought the whole 'voice of the First' thing was a metaphor. Sure, I got smarter the more implants I got, but that's what they were
for, right? Then, boom. You killed him and that..
instinct was gone."
"You seem remarkably calm about it.
"
"If I'd got
dumber, I'd probably be angrier. But as it is, someone who used to be able to control my actions and.. thoughts
can't. No Citadelian would accept being controlled like that. Not if they knew what was happening. And as far as I can tell, I'm as smart as ever. Maybe a little more self-interested. Last couple of Emperors I at least made a token fight of it. But, that could just be age."
"You knew that the First died?
"
"Heh. Yeah. He spent just enough time here after putting on that ring to tell everyone to watch him. So we did." He smiles at the thought. "I didn't even really believe that he
was the First until he died." He starts up the steps to the reactor control platform. "I mean, we all look the same, don't we?"
"So why are Tamaranians being here a surprise? Do challengers usually keep aliens out of it?
"
"They're not usually front and centre like this, but we've had aliens involved before. Usually mercenaries. But I haven't seen a Tamaranian warrior since we conquered them. I didn't think they'd side with one Citadelian over another."
"I needed Lanterns, they wanted power rings.
"
"And you've got some deal with Dakyn so everyone's happy." He doesn't look quite so sure about it. "Reason I ask is, after their attack here failed we made… A few modifications to Citadel Complex. Probably easiest just to show you."
He pulls a lever, and a quiet humming I'd been hearing in the background falls in volume. Not quite silence, but the reduction is quite noticeable. "Power down. When we did a rebuild after the fight with Tamaran I had separate shutdown systems put in. Just so the next guy wouldn't smash the place up to spite the guy he was deposing. Or the other way around."
"You worked here long?
"
He pulls another lever and a heavy metal shutter covering what I presume to be a window to the main reactor starts to slide away, golden light shining out. "I'm the oldest Citadelian I know of. I've spent half my life looking after the Citadel Complex. Couldn't tell you exactly how long that was." He turns a knob, then pushes a few more buttons. "Take a look."
Odd, but alright. I float towards the window. The ring has records of most reactor setups that could power a space station like this, so it shouldn't-.
The…
Heck…
A naked, grey haired man surrounded by flickering golden light hangs suspended in… Ring?
Device not recognised. Based on comparison to known Psion technologies, analysis suggests that it may be a telekinesis suppressor.
He's human, or at least close enough that I can't tell the difference. He's suspended in some sort of force field, dangling from where it grips his shoulders. Around him, there's a sort of frame, spherical in outline. The golden energy spiking off him doesn't pass beyond that limit but is drawn into it whenever it intersects. He looks
starved, his skin slack and his ribs clearly visible. His eyes are.. slightly open, though he isn't looking in this direction. His face…
"Adam Blake."
"He was a powerful warrior. He covered the Tamaranian fleet's retreat when we defeated them. Unlucky for him the Psions had a few new tricks they wanted to try out." He pauses. "The old Emperor -the one before the one before Damyn- used to come down here and just.. watch him, sometimes. Damyn doesn't care."
"His power… You're running all of Citadel Complex off him?
"
"Stops him from going anywhere. We've still got normal reactors, but this guy could rip battleships apart. Anyway, you see the problem. The Tamaranians find out that he's here-."
"Are your conventional reactors still in working order?
"
"Y
eah, but-."
Bringing him back… Finding their grandparents' bodies was always going to be a long shot, but bringing Captain Comet back…
"What would happen if he were released?
"
"Ahhh… Just.. shut everything down?"
"Yes.
"
"I don't know. He was trying to kill us pretty hard last time he was free, and I don't know what being stuck in there for so long has done for his
mind. If it was me… Tear Citadel Complex apart in an insane rage, maybe?"
Fair point. And that would make it far harder to destroy the fleet.
"Bring the other reactors online and let me inside. When I give the order, slowly deactivate the device keeping him there.
"
"You.. sure about that..?"
I float over to the armoured door leading into the chamber where Mister Blake is imprisoned.
"Yes.
"
"Because I don't think-."
"Brand.
"