Garro: Complete Collection: The Garro Series, #17

By Connor Whiteley

Explore all 9 books of this thrilling fast paced, action packed science fiction fantasy series in this boxset!

Garro: Galaxy's End

In the future, humanity's extinction is inevitable.

They sent Grand Master Garro and his team to an abandoned space station. What Garro finds changes humanity's future forever.

Can Garro and his team save humanity, or will humanity become a distant memory? 

Garro: Rise of The Order

They must purge an entire alien species.

Garro finds the probable location of his parents. He and his team destroy a vital relay station. But can his plans for the invasion keep going smoothly?

Can Garro and his team invade the Iarannthans and find the truth? Or will they become pawns in a much dark game? 

Garro: End Times

The End Times for the galaxy has come.

Grand Master Garro knows the Order and other foes besiege earth. He knows he must walk an impossible path in hope of salvation. Garro must find allies for the battle ahead. 

Can Garro and his team unite the galaxy against the threat of the End Times? Or has humanity's extinction come? 

Garro: Heresy

An age of peace. An ancient threat. A conspiracy to end it all.

After 40 years of peace, the Republic has never been more prosperous.

Garro attends a festival with other officials. When Garro survives an attack that kills thousands, Garro knows something darker is afoot. 

Can Garro find the truth amongst the lies? Or will the galaxy burn in a new age? 

Garro: Faithless

An outlawed hero. Impossible odds. A hunt for an ancient apocalyptic weapon.

Garro must find his faith again or risk the fate of the galaxy.

Grand Master Garro finds a world burnt to ash. Garro hunts his former friend. He knows he must stop her, but is he strong enough?

Can Garro stop Kortana before she reaches her endgame? Or will she release the apocalypse on the galaxy?

Garro: Destroyer of Worlds

A final stand. An ancient mystery on a forgotten world. A threat to change the galaxy forever. 

The hunt is almost over.

Garro knows the location of the virus. Yet can Garro fight his way through hordes of traitors in time?

Can Garro reach the virus before disaster strikes? Or will the worst fate imaginable befall the galaxy?

Garro: Mistress of Blood

The fate of the galaxy hangs by a thread.

After brutal years, Garro finds the location of the Mistress of Blood. He knows he must travel to a world that hates him. Garro knows the fate of the reality is in his hands.

Can Garro find the Mistress of Blood and the Devourer before disaster strikes? Or will Garro's life change forever?

Garro: Beacon of Hope

Our darkness hour grows ever darker.

Garro and Elizabeth return to Earth. They find a long-forgotten secret. Garro's world changes forever. Can he hold his nerve?

Can Garro bring Hope to the galaxy? Or will the galaxy fall into eternal darkness?

Garro: End of Days

A Final Silence is Falling. A battle without corpses. The End of Days is Here.

All across the Galaxy, a final silence is falling, and in the battle ahead there will be no bodies nor blood to mark humanity's extinction. Only husks... of nothing.

Garro travels to a long forgotten world. He hunts an ancient artefact to protect himself in the battle ahead. Garro knows he must do the impossible. 

Can Garro stop the Devourer and save the galaxy? Or will the galaxy fall to a final silence?

If you love gripping action-packed science fiction fantasy stories that keep you reading late into the night. You will love the epic conclusion to the Garro Series!

• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Mar 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393687542

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

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Prologue

Scarred the galaxy is. War-torn it is.

Much has happened in the galaxy since the creation of this tale.

However, you must first know where it all began before you can even see the journey’s end.

For now, the galaxy has changed. Too much has been lost.

It all began in 2,100 AD- when humanity began to travel further afield from the Earth as a result of humanity’s want to conquer and control.

Therefore, less than a hundred years later, we conquered most of the stars, to begin our vast empire.

For another hundred years, we sailed the stars in the Golden age of Man. Finding all types of wonders.

Although, our love of hunting new land had grown too fierce.

That is when the Age of Man fell.

Due to when we found the jungle world of Samiud. We got violently attacked by the Order. A group of alien races working together to conquer the stars.

Over time they saw humanity as cheap labour. Consequently, they want Man to bend their knee to them so; we can complete their labour.

The four alien races were:

The Cineachans- a humanoid race with a snake’s head. Plus, they abused their great magical powers to mutilate defiant slaves.

The Cinealthans- a monstrous, beast-like race that only wants to massacre and kill all life.

Furthermore, the Basicans a dying vampire race that wants to use humans as their last lifeline. That tends to use gargoyles as foot soldiers.

Finally, the Iarannthans are humanoid robotic beings. That has monstrous plates of living metal instead of body parts. Lava is their blood.

To defend humanity against the countless threats of space. The Republic got formed, where it represents all humanity.

Moreover, to kill these aliens, three fractions of humanity’s army got created.

These are the hammers of the Republic; they are hope and doom, death, and life. They are the Angels — three-metre-high men for humanity that have been preferred by Man through years of genetic research.

We will cover more of their abilities, but they’re what people wish they could be with their strength and lethalness.

The Magi Order was an order created by Supreme Grand Master Jeremy with Grand Master Garro. People with magical ability to be used to kill threats to humanity.  In body, Magi are like their magicless cousins the superhuman Angels, but they are like Angels naturally without the genetic implantations.

Furthermore- there are always 666 Magis in service. Of course, there are more people with magical powers. However, if they don’t join the Magi Order, they are forced to wear a suppressive bracelet that prevents them from using magic, even if it is for good.

However- for the average everyday person, they can join the weak marines. This fraction is the lowest and easiness to kill. Though, what they lack in power. They gain in numbers. 

Right then now you know the basics, on to the story then shall we?

After Grand Master Garro and his team of Angels disobeyed a direct order from the Chancellor; the Leader of Humanity; in which they attacked one of the Order’s many headquarters in a losing apocalyptic battle. Against orders, to gain a well worth sweet-tasting victory.

They were sent on a boring check-up duty to an old research centre in space after a distress beacon was lit.

Nevertheless, is everything as it seems?

Do Garro and his team know what lies at the base for them?

Probably not.

Whatever it is. It’s the starting point of the Galaxy’s end! 

Chapter 1

Storming out of the Kingfisher; a large aerodynamically perfect blade-like transport in an ocean blue colour; were Garro and his team of indestructible Superhuman Angels.

Garro, as well as his team members, were all ancient friends. They had served together unbroken for five hundred years.

Also, they wore a heavy bright orange five-centimetre-thick steel ceramic armour. That was near undoubtedly bulletproof. Although, since Grand Master Garro was a Magi, his was a dark, dirty grey colour with bright golden rims on the shoulder pads.

In the Angels’ hands laid a Railgun. It was a slim, slender gun. That shoots out boiling pieces of metal. Attached to their waists were grenades and other combat instruments.

Nonetheless- Garro carried a long metallic staff with a triangle with a ruby eye design on top in his left hand with various cryptic details on the staff from a forgotten age.

Subsequently, in his right hand was a special type of dark blue Railgun. That was enhanced. To make it even more lethal.

The hanger in which they had landed in was nothing more than a tin box.

Garro scanned the surroundings. Picking up on all the noises and traces however small; because Angels have a supernatural ability to detect things. Plus, Magis have a more acute version.

Garro- I detect heat signatures down the corridor, a member of Garro’s team said, called: Claire. She spoke in a serious, posh America-like voice. For she had seen the real horrors of war, but these horrors had shaped her into a knowledgeable person and an expert marksman.

I know, but all of the humans are dead or taken prisoner. Probably taken to the dead planet of Slaughter to be processed when the Order attacked, Garro explained, sensing as well as smelling the death in the air. He walked with caution into the corridor.

Which was a long, endless pentagonal loop of cold silver walls.

His team followed.

Inside Garro’s helmet, he continued to read the flow of data that he as receiving. Detailing everything from structural blueprints to DNA traces.

Garro, team, I hacked into the command network and found the footage for the execution of the workers, Kortana; Garro’s AI; explained. She spoke with a high pitch, gentle authoritative voice.

We push on, Garro boomed.

However, when they turned the corner. A group of Iarannthans was waiting for them. They were all metal wolves.

They striked.

Shots screamed across the corridor.

With the wolves firing wild shots from their mouths while the Angels fired aimed controlled shots.

Garro stood there. Waiting for the time to strike.

Like lighting three of the alien wolves leapt onto Claire.

Inside her armour- Claire heard millions upon millions of tiny teeth. Attempting to chip away at her shield.

Out of nowhere, a giant lightning bolt. Vaporized the wolves. It was from Garro’s staff.

Get up and fight Claire. Everyone purge the alien beasts! Garro commanded.

I am not dying today. You monsters from the darkness! With those words, Claire got up. Firing every single shot at her attackers.

Hew; a three and a half metre tall Angel in the team; spoke in a deep voice: Shall I Garro?

Garro nodded.

As soon as Hew got permission. He drew two long black swords from his waist and stretched his hands. To become a tornado of death. Then he launched into a melee.

A shot ran straight pass Garro’s right ear from behind.

Garro turned around. To face fifty Iarannthans soldiers. Which were metallic humanoid robots with an upside-down triangle with a red light as ahead.

You must lay down your arms now humans! A soldier ordered in a metallic voice.

No! Garro replied, slamming down his staff. Unleashing a storm of fire. Killing some.

Before the soldiers could recover from the fire. Penelope, the last of Garro’s team, came from the back of the fire. Shooting with two guns at them.

Grinning uncontrollably Penelope kept firing. Shooting all the aliens she could to fulfil her undying love for shooting aliens.

Garro,

Yes, Kortana,

We might have more than one problem because the Order has twisted their network into ours and it’s hard to crack,

Still firing, Garro said: I need some information,

A shot hit him in the chest. It didn’t even dent him.

Garro merely looked at that poor soldier before he crushed him with his mind.

Team, I have something- this wasn’t a mere takeover. This was... wow really... basically, move! Kortana managed to say.

You heard the lady, Garro stopped. Focused his magic and ordered: Burn the Iarannthans!

Out of his hand ran great shots of pure power. Burning all the aliens.

Move!

With that, the team moved, Garro in the middle as well as his team around him. Scanning the area for more aliens.

Garro, can you smell it? Claire asked.

Yes, a high amount of... artificial magic,

Puzzled looks danced around the team’s faces.

Kortana explained: Magic like what Magis have are found in everything and Magis are capable of using that natural magic. However, for less gifted people with extreme technology they are; in theory; able to manufacture magic. Though it’s of lesser quality,

The team except for Claire still didn’t understand, but they all nodded. Garro understood however he was a Magi after all.

A grand laser shot screamed through the air. Knocking Penelope to the ground. In one skilled motion; while bouncing back up; Penelope turned around and kill the Wolf.

Then Penelope saw a whole pack of wolves behind them.

Run?

Run! Garro ordered.

The whole team ran thundering down the passageway of the base.

Turn at your next left, Kortana ordered.

They obliged.

Kortana slammed the door after them.

You could hear the laser shots. Banging on the door.

Why are there so many Garro? Claire inquired.

Because I’m guessing that there’s something they want here,

You’re right because at the base they were testing out the properties of Lasers. Furthermore, they’re using artificial magic to enhance the laser’s effects, Kortana said.

I thought the Republic abandoned lasers due to their expensive nature, Hew inquired.

Well, we’re losing the grand war, so everything’s an option, Kortana explained.

True, I read that three months a commercial company was reinvestigating lasers as a weapon choice, so maybe this was a facility. Shared by the company and the Navy, Claire recalled.

Garro frowned.

Looking around this space was a giant laboratory with a large laser model setup.

Although- all over the space was black blood. From the countless aliens burning themselves.

Scan the room outlook for anything strange,

Hew didn’t have to go far: Garro, he said, pointing to the setup of an immense laser battery connected to a sizeable piece a moon rock.

Garro studied it.

Kortana informed: How many lasers are here? I only ask because there should be sixty with twenty large batteries,

Penelope looked around. One battery and five lasers,

Garro stumbled over to the lasers. Touching it. Detecting an unholy amount of death and destruction. As well as a version of planets exploding, whole species being wiped out and worse. 

Get to the main computer Kortana,

She connected.

Team the Order is planning to... she started to before the pack of wolves and soldiers busted in.

Horary, I can shoot more things! Penelope screamed.

The team dived behind some desk as some cover.

Garro pointed a long finger to raise a shield of red to absorb the shots. 

So sorry Kortana please continue,

Right the Order is planning to use the research they gained here. To launch some type of super laser to destroy whole planets- and their considerable research and charter plans to a planet called: Bornanmeo,

Garro laughed.

What’s so funny? Hew asked.

Because Bornanmeo is nothing more than a jungle back world in dark space. Yes, it’s a republic world but only with a small base as well as a population of two thousand,

A good place to secretly destroy, Claire replied.

Garro said something; however, the shots were excessively loud. 

Suddenly some weird laser turrets came out of the ceiling. Destroying the soldiers and wolves.

We need to get to Bornanmeo now, Kortana said.

Yes, you do because from a beam brings destruction. From destruction brings strength. Then from strength brings an end to the galaxy. A lone wolf said before Garro burned him.

Sighting Garro said on the direct line to Chancellor herself: This is Garro I want to be put back on active duty. We have evidence of a major conspiracy involving the research that we did. Plus get mine and Ben’s fleet to meet us at Bornanmeo,

Permission granted! Kill the aliens, Garro! Plus, I want your team...

Garro cut the link. Shall we go?

Everyone moved back to the Kingfisher before the transport translated into Slidespace; a method of travelling in space to cover great distances in a much shorter time; Kortana overloaded the boilers of the base. Destroying it.

The base was beautifully destroyed in the vast void of the base. It was a yellow explosion against the dark, dense rock of the moon. Against the beautiful blue colour of the planet below.

chapter 2

Screaming through the dense yet soft oxygen-filled atmosphere of Mars 2.0. An Angel Team’s Dropship; a small blade slicing through the atmosphere; was hoping to deliver the Republic’s wrath upon the aliens here.

Remember team we aren’t here to make friends. We are here to kill. Fast and silence! a tall helmetless Angel said, with a hard war molded face. His name was Ben.

We murder quick. By the time enemies know they’re dead. We are gone, his team of three other Angel said in return.

Below them was an unimportant Cinealthan base. It wasn’t special. However, Ben thought since his fleet was in the area. It might as well be destroyed.

It kept them in the Republic’s good books.

The docking area was a twenty-metre square with a smart, neat looking box base attached to it.

When the ship hit the ground, it unleashed an EMP. Blinding the aliens to the action outside.

Ben and his team came out the ship guns blazing. Shooting all the spiky beasts, they could witness.

In less than ten seconds, the skirmish was over.

Crates of alien technology too complex to understand laid scatted around the dock.

This base looks so ugly against this peaceful lunar landscape, a woman in the team stated, disappointed.

Yes, yes it does, Ben agreed, looking over the lunar crates as well as the landscape.

After a second Ben led his team over to the hexagonal door.

Another man in his team scanned the door. Using a type of futuristic tablet. Looking for life.

The same Angel reported: Ben there’s inference however I think that we’re clear,

Ben frowned. ‘I think’ in a war that is such a pointless and dangerous word. Knowing and thinking is the complete difference between life as well as death.

Enter, Ben ordered.

The last man called: Tyi. Opens the door.

A laser shot exploded his arm clear off.

Ben pulled him to his side on the left-hand side of the door.

An average human would die because of such an injury, but the Angel’s body was already healing the wound. This was due to their much faster cell regeneration rate.

Now, as the Cinealthans walked down towards the doorway to swarm the Angels with their guns. The Angels could only shoot blind since if they look, there was a good chance of them. Getting their heads shot off.

Even their blind shooting was useless as a result of the Cinealthan beasts used energy shield to protect them.

Tyi can you fight? Ben plead. 

I can damn well try,

He stood up. He collapsed again.

Just if we had Garro here. He could blast the aliens away, the female member said.

Tyi thought of an idea.

What is it, Tyi?

I need to get to that panel, he said through his pain. Pointing to a small panel just inside the doorway.

Okay, Ben said, running to the alien crates to fetch some new toys.

He came back with a type of what looked like a tennis ball. Throwing it into the alien swarm, he said: No one likes aliens,

Upon impact, the ball unleashed a shockwave. Engulfing the aliens in a type of purple flame.

Not even a single body remained.

The team flooded in. Still scanning the passageway for an alien force.

However, Tyi couldn’t move. His spinal cord was shattered. Not even superhuman cells could repair that.

I’ll wait with Tyi, Ben said.

No, Ben go, Tyi said.

Ben walked toward the door. To help his old friend but before he could exit. Tyi shot out the door control. Making it slam shut. 

Before his injuries killed him. Tyi shut his eyes and remembered. The lives he saved, the lives he took but most of all he remembered his parents.

We push on like Tyi would have wanted, Ben commanded.

The team fanned out now entering a war room with only a large oval holographical table in the middle. 

Why so much space for just a table? the male Angel said. His name was Pespium.

Because humans this is for a grander meeting when the other Order forces come. This is a staging point, an enormous gargoyle boomed. Walking out of a shadowed corner.

Ben opened fire. Followed by his team.

The shells of their slightly heavier Railgun. Barely dented the beast.

The beast extended his hand to summon a few vampires out of the ground.

You humans really believe you can stop us. By your deaths, my species lives,

Ben froze. He had heard of such things from the Magi since they use to hunt Basicans but never had he seen it.

The vampires grinned. It was even enough to make you lose your mind. The sheer horror of this mind-bending act. Making living soldiers come from nothing. Nevertheless, these were Angels. Their minds were fortresses.  

With fear being the main motivation, the whole team charged. Chopping down the vampires like a knife through butter.

However, when they got to the beast. They jumped. They landed. They stabbed him with their combat daggers- but it did nothing.

Come now Angels, did you really expect that to kill me?

The female Angel started to hack into the base’s network. She was hidden in the darkness. Her name was Koron.

No, I didn’t expect it to kill you. Although I did hope for it to distract you long enough to access the base’s network,

The beast looked puzzled.

‘One minute until base destruction. Lord Decidua ordered it’ a computerized voice screamed.

So, you frame me human for an attack,

Yes, Ben said, shooting him dead.

The team left for the ship.

Running Koron asked: Why was it so easy to kill in the end?

Ben answered: Because Garro suggested that it feeds off fear. Therefore, when you are no longer in fear’s hand. It grows weak,

Oh, Pespium added. His curious mind wondered further on the topic.

They dived into the dropship. Typed in a return code and the ship got drawn back into the ship.

The base exploded meaninglessly since it was a mere orange and in the vastness of space.

Sergeant Ben we have new battle orders we must go to Bornanmeo. Under the request of Grand Master Garro,

Well, get us there as soon as possible. I want to see my friend Garro again, he silenced the link.

‘I wonder what trouble Garro wants us to get into?’ Ben thought.

chapter 3

Hate? Regret? Disappointment ?

What should I be feeling?

Especially, when I; the Supreme Grand Master of The Magi Order also known as the Destroyer of Worlds; gets served an order from one of the top senators in the Republic stating that by the degree of Senator Reece I must come to this godforsaken tribunal. To review the Magi order’s methods as well as their customary practices.

I mean we keep humanity safe and- sorry, sometimes I do go on.

On to my part in this tale then...

I was simply sitting there alone on the defence bench in the courtroom.

Courtrooms had always been the same design ever since the third millennium.

Although, now the courtroom was of large portion because this courtroom could fit millions inside. Some people had travelled billions of light-years to get here. For this so-called historical moment.

In front of me was a ten-metre-high wooden platform where Chancellor Charlie; the great leader of the Republic; sat. Then to her left was Lord Commander Amostli, the leader of the Angels.

I do hate that man due to his arrogance and his mere... face. 

Charlie was a fragile old woman who had aged beautifully. In fact, in her long ceremonial robes, she didn’t look a day over twenty.

However, that Lord Commander that face was only one a blind mother could love. With that burned, cut up face. At least I think it’s a face.

In theory to the Chancellor’s right, I should be there or in this case Garro but since the inquiry is about us. It would not be appropriate. Plus, Garro was a man of action. He hated political red tape. To him, it was torture. 

Finally, to my right was the man behind this waste of time. Today’s prosecutor Senator Reece who was a rising political superstar in the eye of the Galaxy. He had bought criminal rings crashing down. Also, he was servicing the people as if they know what they need to win a war.

Little did they know that the same Senator only bought down those rings because it gave his illegal empire of drugs and killers room to expand.

I, Charlie, and Garro all knew it what he was doing; however, there was never any proof.

Garro and I had sent operatives; which we both had ten of, and it was a game to work out who the other one’s agents were; to prove. Furthermore, Garro had found some prove, but I might have insulted him so he wouldn’t give it up. Moreover, that was a year ago. Luckily, I as well as Garro are talking again, but he knows all my operatives, and I know none of his.

The Chancellor’s fragile yet commanding voice began: Today we are bought here together to review as well as judge the Magi Order’s methods and practices. Subsequently, depending on the outcome and their words, I will give them a suitable sanction. Now, then-Senator your introduction,

I’m amazed that I didn’t fall asleep, but I like the Chancellor, everyone knew it, but without her, the Republic would be in a civil war. As a result of the power vacuum that would exist as well as humanity’s leadership inability to work together.

The Senator stood up in a long red robe with a devil’s smile and started in a corrupt voice: I believe that the Magi Order have no regard for Republic law as shown in countless situations. Including...

Enough! I said introduction! the Chancellor ordered.

Everyone collapsed into a world of silence.

To me, she nodded.

I said: My organisation is nothing but loyal to the Republic, and we try to always protect humanity-and if that means accidentally breaks the law, then so be it. We protect you. That is all we want, 

I could tell that no one was accepting that by the looks of shock on their faces.

Now that the boring introductions are over. Let’s begin the interesting political wars. Senator speak your case,

My Lord, I would like to present two witnesses. Two Angels with the first-hand experience of the Magi corruption, the Senator smiled.

As they walked, everyone gasped as a result of they were a part of the Lord Commander’s warrior council as well as they were good friends of mine. They were friends.

I glanced at the Lord Commander.

He smiled.

chapter 4

Stars are bright fireballs that light up space like lights in a cave. Signs of hope and wonder.

At least that’s what Hugo thought of the stars since he was a little boy he wanted to explore the stars. That every night, he saw in high definition from his sandy Homeworld.

Initially, he was going to be a designer due to his family pressuring him. Although, when the Order invaded. Killing his family. He was saved by Garro, and he saw something in this young boy.

Therefore, Garro recruited him to become one of his operatives. Of course, the boy that was Hugo was dead now. Dead with his family. That was a lifetime ago.

For the past year, Garro had sent Hugo to infiltrate the interstellar cabal that was behind many of the Galaxy’s incidents. Only Jeremy, as well as Garro, knew of these terrorists in the shadows. 

Leading us to part of the tale...

Hugo stood proudly upon the bridge of a cabal black blade-like stealth ship. That blended in perfectly to the void.

On the bridge was no one else expect two other Captains of the cabal.

Over the past year- Hugo had been gathering information on the cabal to make the whole Galaxy aware of the cabal. On Garro’s divine orders. 

Why did Jackal send us here? a cold looking man asked; in the corner of the sizeable oval-shaped bridge filled with lots of computers.

Jackal himself commanded our presents, Hugo said, surprised.

Jackal was the code name of the cabal leader.

Yes, Captain Sammy,

Sammy was Hugo cover name. One of a million Garro makes for his operatives.

The ship glided to the left to look upon a rocky purple mining world. With rectangle ships buzzing around like bees in a hive.

‘To all cabal agents, this is Jackal. I’m exiting Slidespace now’ a computerized voice announced.

A slight smile broke out from Hugo. Finally, he could meet the leader of the cabal.

To the right, a massive black hole opened. Coming out of it was a black ship in the shape of a flying saucer. A small Kingfisher zoomed out.

While the Saucer continued towards the bees.

You could hear the ship scream as the Kingfisher docked.

Then it happened.

The automatic doors behind the three Captains opened. To reveal a man in full black Angel armour with a golden rim around the edges.

Everyone kneed.

Stand! The booming disguised voice commanded.

Everyone did.

The black figure continued towards the window.

Go, alpha one.

The Saucer zoomed across the fleet, capturing and picking up certain ships into its vast hulk. Subsequently, it floated away towards the rest of the ships; before it could be detected.

Hugo stared at the figure.

A slight headache came over him.

I can sense your determination to see me, Sammy.

I am just interested sire,

In fact- it was useless to search through all Garro’s operatives’ thoughts because part of their training was to be able to bury their thoughts.

It must have been some limited form of psychic power. Easy enough for an operative to avoid.

I understand. Soon, Son of the cabal, you will know me. The Galaxy will know me.

What will happen to the ships my Lord, a captain said, Hugo couldn’t tell who.

Now their ships are being pumped with a nerve gas so by the time we get back to headquarters. They would have awakened. Afterwards, we will interrogate them, and they will decide their fate. If they swear alliances to me. They live. If not, they will face the beast!

The Beast? Hugo questioned.

Yes, you should... oh yes, you never been to the lair, have you?

Hugo shook his head.

‘I must save them. I must kill this figure, and I must light up the shadows’ Hugo thought to himself.

Set course to the lair. I have a galaxy to destroy and burn in a tidal wave of fear!

With that, a black hole opened to take the fleet into Slidespace.

The Galaxy would know of the figure but would it be for better or for worse?

chapter 5

Two long torturous hours in Slidespace Garro’s team was in their small Kingfisher.

Most of the team was asleep.

While Garro was in the very futuristic cockpit. To his right was a little disk in which Kortana stood on. In miniature form.

She is a beautiful woman with fair white skin, a long golden posh dress and she had wavy blond hair.

Garro if we exit Slidespace now we could make an easy kill for the republic,

Garro considered it. He nodded.

If we exit now we should come out at a piece of space were a Ciarog battleship is fleeing,

The Ciarog race is a beetle-like race that isn’t in bed with the Order. They do merely mind their own business; however, they do attack in number republic worlds sometimes.

That is a quick kill because?

Due to it contains the Sibyl of Death one of their leaders, as well as the damaged Capital ship, is fleeing alone,

Battle-stations! roared Garro.

The team awoke.

Break now, Kortana!

The ship got out of Slidespace and travelled towards a flaming mess of a ship looking designed objected.

You see the Ciarog build their ships out of anything. Resulting in a lump of scrap. Flying through space.

Kortana briefed the team.

Meanwhile, Garro; using his flight stick; unloaded a volley of mass exploding shells. Onto the ship. Followed by a few bullets from the battered ship.

More fires started to erode the ship.

Kortana missile count! Garro commanded.

While Kortana counted. The team got out some rocket launchers and opened the back door. As a result of their magnetic locking boots. They didn’t fly out. Nor did they suffocate due to their locked armour that contains bacteria that uses their carbon dioxide to produce oxygen.

Firing the team made chunks of the ship fall apart.

Ten missile Garro,

Good- fire!

Five missiles hammered the ship. Forcing it to collapse under its own weight.

The ship released a series of explosions.

Kortana can you please use the sensors to find the Sibyl, Garro asked. Well done team, 

Found her, Kortana flew the transport toward her.

Amazingly she was still alive. Floating there in golden armour. Among the chucks of scarps.

What should we do? Shoot it? Penelope asked, hoping for Garro to use his magic.

Focusing his mind, Garro made the body burn bright. Reducing it to atoms.

Kortana updated the command network, as they entered Slidespace again.

That was exciting, said Claire.

‘Yes, I hope that there will be something more interesting at our journey’s end’ Garro thought.

Garro didn’t know it, but he should have been more careful about what he wished for!

chapter 6

Ripping itself free from Slidespace Garro’s Kingfisher did.

Glazing upon Bornanmeo for the second time in his long life, Garro said: It’s still as beautiful as the day I led a fleet. To establish a base on this jungle planet, 

When was that? Claire inquired.

Oh, Claire that was back in the preliminary stages of the Golden age, 

You see, all Angels and Magis are immortal but only in the sense of age. Therefore, Garro was born in 2100. Moreover, all humans couldn’t die of old age due to the advancements of medical care.

Bornanmeo was a luscious tropical jungle planet with dense green forests. Plus, that were no visible signs of water.

On the equator, though there was a grey spot that was the Republican base there. Surrounding it was a small blue line.

Kortana, try and get us as close as you can to the base please deary, Hew ordered.

Kortana looked at Garro for a validation. Nodded in affirmation. The kingfisher glided down into the planet. Heading towards the base.

As the transport, entered the planet’s oxygen-rich atmosphere. Great balls of fire appeared. All over the ship. 

Red warning lights flashed across the cockpit window.

It seems that our engines burn too well in this atmosphere, Kortana said, smiling.

Garro sighted- with a click of his fingers. The fires were got.

After ten blistering minutes, Penelope found a suitable landing zone about a kilometre about the base. Consequently, they landed in a small narrow clearing.

Exploding out of the back, the team scanned the area. Checking for a sense of danger.

That’s when saw a vision of a black cave with a massive type of Iarannthans soldiers with whips.

We advance! Garro commanded, leading on towards a tiny makeshift path through the dense jungle.

All around them were beautiful alien plants of all colours as well as shapes and sizes.

Inside Garro’s helmet, Kortana said: You ready to take me to the most lustrous and nice places in the galaxy,

The Grand Master laughed. Yes, it is nice,

Suddenly- a shell punched its way into Hew armour.

The team broke into a fighting circle. Weapons were drawn.

Silence.

Scans show nothing, Kortana reported.

Silence.

Make pace, Garro led the team running.

They came out at a large field of grass. Filled with Iarannthans soldiers with lasers.

Penelope turned around; with her two guns drawn; ready to go back; however, a swarm of robotic snakes came out.

Being forced to advance. Garro led the team to the middle.

‘You should have stayed away Grand Master Garro’

I disagree,

I have detected the laser frequency they’re using, and I can overload the weapons, Kortana whispered.

Whispering back the Magi said: Do it. How long?

Two minutes,

The snakes began to circle them.

In their her own ancient Homeworld language, Claire said: ‘Why are you even here, you alien abominations.’

Even Garro looked surprised.

‘Angels we are here to free the galaxy of the alien taint.’

Garro I’m done,

I must confess soldiers I am disappointed that even you hadn’t improved your security from our wonderful AIs,

Kortana made an incredible explosion of fireworks as the weapons exploded. Killing their user.

Leaving only the wolves and the snakes.

Charging Garro left the team to deal with the snakes, so he could pillage the wolves. Which was over in two swings of his sword. As well as a magical tidal wave of rock.

Meanwhile, the Angels were forced to deal with violent, vile, wild dives as the snakes recoiled after diving into them.

In addition- the snake’s armour was too thick for the railguns to do anything. It was down to swordsmanship.

Like ancient tribes, the three Angels of death got into a triangle formation and when the first Angel dived out of the way. The other two Angel would drive their sword deeply as well as passionately into the snake’s cold neck.

One down; three to go, Hew said, pulling his sword out of the corpse with great satisfaction.

Garro watched the team playing before a large anti-tank shell knocked him flat on to the volcanically warm ground.

He could hear not. He could breathe not.

Using his magic, Garro tried to heal at least some of his body. Before an enormous Soldier with a whip made of lava picked him up.

‘So, Magi you come to my planet and kill it. Before I’m done.’

Garro are you okay? Speak to me, Kortana ordered, pumping some combat drugs in his system.

Garro remained motionless while his magic was healing himself.

‘Speak Republican fool!’

The giant Soldier drew a crimson red hot knife made from living metal.

‘I’m sorry but speak now.’

Silence.

As the soldier bought down the blade, it stopped a centimetre from Garro’s chest. Subsequently, the ground swelled the solider up.

Garro floated down.

Nice trick, Kortana congratulated.

Thank you,

Walking back together, the team had found a Cinealthan beast to be interrogated by Garro.

Speak alien. What do you know? Garro demanded.

The beast didn’t speak.

Inside this creature, every nerve erupted like a volcano in a symphony of pain. Concurrent with a monstrous headache.

What are you doing? it screamed.

It’s quite simple, creature. I am searching your mind and torturing you,

Get out,

What is happening here?

All I know... is that we’re clearing... this planet of... people for the cleansing,

The headache intensified. 

What is the cleansing? Stop trying to bury that memory because... I have it,

The beast died because of the pain.

Garro started to run fast.

What’s happening Garro? Hew inquired.

New mandate: Save the humans. Due to happening in ten hours, a whole fleet of an unholy portion will enter the planet and... destroy it,

How?

I don’t know,

How long to the base Kortana? Penelope asked.

Five hours and that’s including our superhuman speed since the jungle is so thick,

Don’t stop for any reason! Garro ordered.

Claire whispered something to Penelope: He’s hiding something,

Yes, he is, but what?

chapter 7

Five hours later, the team arrived at the base. Only to be attacked yet again. By endless Iarannthan soldiers, wolves as well as, battlesuits.

Which were ten-metre-high weapon towers that were humanoid to some degree. However, they had missiles and everything you could think of.

Crates littered the base’s docking area. In fact, it was very similar to the base Ben’s team took over earlier. Just a lot bigger.

The team dived for the metallic crates around the dock.

As the weapons were unloaded onto the team.

The smell of fear was high.

Garro what do we do? Kortana asked, worried.

Suddenly, Garro’s back armour was dented by the base’s own defence grid of lasers batteries as well as plasma cannons.

Firstly, you can shut that grid-down please Kortana! Garro commanded with god’s wraith. Team, make only kill shots, and please be careful. I don’t want to lose anyone,

With those words, Garro stood up from cover. His hand was pointing towards the sky and lightning screaming from the hand. Up into the sky.

A thunder stormed gathered.

Meanwhile, from his staff, a yellow shield formed to protect him.

For the Republic! Hew screamed, charging into the wolf pack. The girls followed.

Garro started to chant in Latin.

Then a streak of lightning hit each one for the battlesuits. Obliterating them.

The laser batteries exploded on the base. The plasmas cannons deactivated.

Thank you, Kortana. We have some slaughter to commit, Garro smiled.

Twenty-five wolves ran at Garro only to be shot down by his railgun.

Behind you!

Garro leapt up.

Landing on a heavily damaged yet functional battlesuit’s head.

Punching it with strange blue magic radiating from his hand. The suit imploded.

All over the dock- with the enemy in a freaked state over their attack. The team ran through the dock. Chopping down all their foes.

Soldiers aimed poorly as the Angels and the Magis advanced. Making for easy yet unsatisfactory kills.

When the killing was made. The team slowly yet purposefully walked over to the large square doors. That was big enough to get a skyscraper in.

Kortana opened the doors.

Flying in. The team quickly and silently killed the hand full of troops that were severely protecting the interior.

Excellent work everyone, Garro said, plugging in Kortana to the central mainframe.

Wow, this is nice. To be near so much information, Kortana triumphed.

Any important?

Oh, haven’t I taught you anything? All information is important,

About the slaves here?

Yes, they’re held here,

God, this is like getting blood from a stone. Where?

In the central reactor and control room,

Thank you. Now wasn’t that so hard,

They both laughed.

We move to the target, Garro led on.

Still scanning with her gun, Claire asked: Why must all Republic corridors look identical?

To keep them looking professional, Garro explained.

It looks boring,

I know,

Garro there is a squad of wolves ahead, Hew pointed out.

Garro fired a blue ball of fire. Exploding upon impact with the wolves.

Turning a corner, the team came out at the side of a tank proof set of doors with the sounds legions of the enemy looming.

Kortana,

Working on it,

Battlesuits approached.

Today! the Grandmaster said, firing.

Claire got shot badly. She was bleeding fast; maybe too fast, even for her superhuman biology.

Garro launched a type of magical bomb at the battlesuits. Annihilating it.

However, Garro was growing fatigued. He couldn’t keep up his level of stamina for much longer.

The doors opened.

Hew was limping.

From the ceiling, a laser battery came out. Destroying the rest of the aliens.

Oh Claire, Hew said, hugging her.

Garro extended a finger. Filling her armour with magic to heal her. The same happened to Hew.

Quietly Kortana whispered like a caring mother: Garro preserve your strength, please?

In a minute, the two Angels were as good as new.

Better?

Claire nodded.

Garro three hours until the fleet, Penelope recalled.

I think we might have to knock off two hours from that,

Garro sensed something.

Storming into the control room. Garro and team got frozen.

Garro broke free easily.

Now to leave you wondering what happened. Let’s get on to some description. Shall we?

The chamber was an immense dark black dome cave structure.

In the middle was a massive raised platform; large enough to fit a small battleship on; with the metal moving under your feet for an unknown purpose.

Around the edges were metal pods of humans in handcuffs.

Garro, as well as his team, got floated towards the centre. That landed carefully.

In front of them was a seven-metre-tall Cineachan Lord with a rattlesnake’s head.

So Garro I was warned that I might run into you here,

Release my team,

No! the psychic power that was holding them didn’t work on Garro because he was too powerful.  The power started to crush their armour.

Behind the Lord was a chained up; to a cold pole; bloody girl with nothing on expecting, a bloodied towel covering her. Her lifeless brown hair covered up the face.

‘Help. Let me kill the bastard’ the girl mouthed to Garro.

Using his magic, Garro unties her; however, it was more difficult than he had expected; it was like the girl was naturally anti-magic, but Garro managed.

So, Lord, what is your plan for his place? Garro inquired.

Oh, Garro like the galaxy. You will know of this fate soon,

Out of no were, an army of soldiers came out from the sides.

Kortana connect to those pods so when my fleet comes, we can simply fly them remotely to the ships,

Will do,

Enough of this magic prison, Garro flicked a hand releasing his friends from the power holding them.

The Angels went to kill the soldiers.

What is your plan for me, Grand Master?

This,

The girl behind him lunched forward stabbing him. Multiple times with the pole.

You bitch!

I see you have picked up the human dialect Lord,

Garro turned his attention to the wolves. Killing some before Kortana opened the roof up. To look upon the sky.

An unpleasable sight followed as a dense mass wall of Order ships appeared in orbit. Definitely, enough ships to block out the sun.

How many, Kortana, and get transport here now!

It’s en-route, and there are three hundred thousand!

The largest fleet ever recorded,

Then something else came through the black hole. Something that was the size of Earth’s moon. It was octahedron in shape.

That’s all Garro could make out.

The transport landed.

Boarding the Kingfisher, the team got Kortana to make the pods fly up into space. Hoping that by the time they got out of orbit. Garro’s fleet would be coming out of Slidespace.

Enough, girl. Don’t kill him! Garro commanded.

No, Garro! He rap... the girl stopped. She hesitated. Then after a long thought, she shyly dragged the near-dead Lord into the ship.

Garro before getting into the cockpit. Injected a solution into the Lord. Making his magic useless.

The girl sat in silence on top of the body.

Subsequently- orbital bombardment had begun on the planet. It moved violently.

Time to go,

The pods and the transport zoomed quickly out into orbit. However, if Garro’s fleet weren’t there by the time they made orbit. Then pods would implode within seconds.

Halfway to orbit, a black hole opened and out poured twenty-one of Garro’s pod-like streamline silver ships.

The team smiled.

To all vessels. This is Grand Master Garro can the Salvation class ships please prepare their medical rooms for some rescued slaves. Full check out, please. As well as my flagship, prepare the forge and the medical room please.

A crackle appeared then Captain Torical, Garro’s Captain and the best in the Republic, responded with a grand triumphant voice: Of course my Lord. We have much to discuss.

Salvation class ships were designed to transport, treat, and get slaves back to a safe world.  They were the fastest ships in the galaxy since they needed to get slaves back to safety as soon as possible.

Coming over to the viewport now the new octahedron shaped weapon was a white beast of a machine with lots of red lava lines running in-betweens the billions of moving panels. 

The pods were loaded onto the ship, and the transport was about to follow when the weapon fired!

A giant red laser crashed into the planet. Making it explode like a supernova.

The Order fleet primed their engines to travel back into Slidespace.

The transport was on-board the flagship when it happened.

Lock on to that fleet. We’re going after them! Garro ordered, so they went back into Slidespace. Stalking their new-found prey.

In the transport, the Lord said: I told you the Galaxy would know soon,

chapter 8

Iwas stunned. Was the Lord Commander apart of some conspiracy to destroy me? I’m guessing so.

I call Mr Mu to the stand please, the Senator sadly called.

Mr Mu was an elderly human dressed in a sharp suit.

In front of me to the right was a small oak chair where Mr Mu sat heavily.

Charlie began to do her political part of this: Mr Mu, do you swear on humanity’s fine name that you will tell only the truth?

The witness crossed his finger slightly. Even I almost missed it and said: Yes,

Reece, you may start. Jeremy, you can cross-exam meanwhile,

Chancellor he cannot do that!

I am Lord of the Republic. My word is god!

Reece backed down.

I gave a silent laugh.

Standing up, Reece asked caringly: Mr Mu, you reported that the Magis Order is a disgrace. Why do you say that?

In a deep voice, Mu replied: Because when I was fighting with two Magis on Anna against the Order. They used their magic to torture as well as mutilate the enemy. Among other things,

I sank in my seat since I do allow that.

I found courage: However, Mr Mu did this give good vital information,

Yes, in fact, it allowed us to win the battle, but it was wrong. The use of torture,

I wanted to continue although Reece interrupted.

Anything else Mu,

Yes, when I was talking to a Magi. He said that it was perfectly okay to torture aliens because they’re monsters,

That’s a lie! I screamed, not thinking. Sorry, your worships,

I bowed humbly to the Chancellor as well as the Lord Commander.

Reece smiled.

He also said that Jeremy himself had allowed for Magi to go on unsanctioned missions. To kill aliens in dangerous and unethical ways,

Relevance? I attempt to ask.

Ignore him, Charlie said. What sort of missions?

I don’t know,

I was happy now.

So, you don’t know what missions these were. Therefore, could that Magi be lying? I inquired.

Possibly,

And you have no evidence that these missions ever happened?

I do not. However, I have seen Magi thousands of times disobey orders and continually cause chaos,

May the court... I started.

Senator Reece asked: Tell us who this Magi was?

I do not know his name,

Consequently- he could have been pretending to be a Magi?

Yes, the witness managed to squeeze out.

No further question your worship, I sat down beaming.

You are dismissed Mu, the Chancellor commanded.

But your honourer I am not done,

Your witness is invalid because it could have just been a mere marine pretending as a joke! Nevertheless, we must consider that it was all true still,

My blood boiled.

Mr Mu left the courtroom.

May Miss Suesi come to the stand?

She did quickly. 

Miss, may you please tell the court about the battle of Hauii, Reece started.

I got nervous. That battle we had to win so I may have authorized a few things.

That was a battle of monstrous portion however we won only because the Magis broke three and probably more laws,

She wasn’t wrong, hypocritically.

Firstly, the Magis there acted like they owned the place. Clearing and breaking the equality law, which states: All troops must treat each other the same. It matters not if they have superhuman abilities or magic!

She had a point. We can be very arrogant. Sadly, Garro isn’t.

We only think that we’re better because we are gods of war. We have swept away whole armies. If that’s a problem, then they should have been born with powers.

Furthermore, when one marine spoke up. They murdered him,

The courtroom went into an uproar.

Order! Order

I panicked and replied: I have no knowledge of this act and even if I did I would have executed the villains myself,

So, if it the Supreme Grand Master himself is willing to kill his own kind without a trial, then what’s stopping his kind? Reece shot back.

Secondly, the Magi used the enemy’s own corpses against them. By cutting off their fingers and then mutating them. To scary them. Like zombies in old Earth fiction,

Thinking quickly, I was, because she wasn’t lying.

I would use magic to silence her; however, Charlie was alert to magic. She would know if I used it.

Finally, the Magi order killed them all even after five hundred Order soldiers gave up,

Reece opened his godforsaken mouth: So you’re saying the Magi order are killing unarmed aliens. Which we could use to get intelligence on the enemy?

That is correct. Would you feel Supreme Grand Master if...

This is not a witch hunt. The witness has no right to ask me questions,

Let her finish,

Thank you, Chancellor. Your men were killed after you had rendered?

My men could never render, and if this did happen then I knew nothing about it,

This was a witch hunt against me.

Thank you, Miss., You may go now,

One last thing. May I? I tried to ask.

Charlie nodded.

How did you know about each of these activities?

That caught her off guard. She was starting to crumble.

Objection,

Answer it, Miss!

I was there. I saw it all,

So, you went to attack, defend, and protect prisoners. All in one mission,

We were in short supply,

And yet two thousand Angels were there. Which Angels are primarily trained in attacking, as well as defend. The marines there were meant to protect the base. Besides, you didn’t report the murder to your superiors as soon as possible? In fact, that battle was two years ago. Therefore, you left a murder inquiry for two years. Is it possible that your memories might become unclear since you’ve been in a lot of wars since that battle,

The girl walked off.

That had slightly saved me because you could see that the Chancellor wasn’t so convinced now of her story.

Charlie stood up and said: We will now go and debate this issue and decide a verdict,

However, I have my own witnesses. May I present them?

I knew she had to say yes since it was only fair.

Of course,

I call Ruby and Patrick to the stand,

These two were the closest you could get to milky white beings.

Now I had to fight for my order since the verdict was in favour of against.

chapter 9

Garro stormed onto the large oval bridge with various computer outlining the oval. Also, at the front, there was a slender console with bulletproof glass windows.

Plugging Kortana into the console using a memory stick. Garro said: Report Torical,

Torical was a young; two-hundred-year-old; a man that bore a scar on his cheek. Plus, he wore a clean white military uniform with an eagle badge on.

My Lord, the new weapon is, well...um

You have nothing. I don’t bald you, Garro smiled.

The rest of the Angels were down in the forge. Fixing their armour and reloading their weapons.

Kortana find me something! Anyone find me something!

What about the girl or that leader you brought in? Torical asked.

No, the girl needs to heal, and that Lord is in the prison cell. I will talk to him soon,

My Diviner, a voice from behind Garro said.

His name was Davion. He was a kind, gentle-looking fellow with a large muscular body with brown hair parted to the left. Wearing grey Magi armour.

Hello, my apprentice- how did the battle go?

That was a bloody path, but we won the battle and left the marines to fortify it. Leaving us back in your godlike hands, 

Kortana laughed because Davion treated Garro as a farther.

Plus, Davion mastered the magical firewall thing, Torical said.

You mean this, Davion said, building an almost bomb-proof wall of fire enclosing the three of them.

Good but, Garro with a thought made it collapse. You must focus,

Of course, Diviner,

Well done though,

Then Ben turned up.

Hello Ben, I was looking forward to seeing you again! Garro exclaimed.

Same, we learn a lot from each other,

We do, Garro. My team’s back on my ship if you want them,

No thank you,

Kortana exploded onto the main floor with her holographic map.

I hope you have something,

I do. The weapon is called: Deireadh Realtra. Which translates into...

Ben said: Galaxy’s end,

Correct. From a scan, I can tell that it fires a magically enhanced laser that needs 15 minutes to charge,

Kortana is there any way to destroy it? Torical inquired.

Sorry, the best I can say now is what it does. I will know later after a firefight,

Very well, continue everyone. Do we know where we’re headed?

Beaming Kortana said: Using the Slidespace particle analyses, speed, and angle. I think we’re heading to an empty, meaningless world,

You know a location though, Davion asked.

Yes,

That’s good, even for now. Excellent job everyone, Garro said, pointing to Davion to come with him to interrogate the leader.

The cells were in a cold dark corridor deep in the ship.

The corridor was severely lit and only a mesh floor covering it.  In addition, the walls were smooth alloy.

There was no happiness here nor hope. For only the doomed came here.

Garro, as well as Davion, walked into a metal box cell. With the stone table attached to the Lord.

I will not tell you anything,

You don’t know how many people have told me that, Garro replied.

A lot, Davion added.

Tell me about Galaxy’s End, Garro pressed.

Davion had been ordered to stay silenced before; so, he did.

Can’t you say its true name?

Garro swore multiple times at this alien in its own language.

Tell us, Garro punched the table and tabbed into the Lord’s mind. Causing a monstrous headache. With a murderous rage of pain flooded him.

Fine, I will...give you one... piece of advice. Kill yourselves now. It will save you the pain later when you get burnt to death. Furthermore- Aim for the... corner on the la...

He died.

What did you do Davion? Garro screamed.

I thought I would search it more,

Garro suppressed his rage and said: No, don’t ever do that again. Never are you to help me interview someone again. Go now and train. I will send you to Magicum soon so you can take your tests. As well as become a full Magi,

Magicum was the Homeworld of the Magi order.

Kortana did you get that.

I take it he meant, aim for the corners,

We can try, Garro said, walking off to the forge.

chapter 10

Screaming into the solar system, the cabal fleet approached their throne world.

Hugo flicked a switch on the command network which transformed the ships to look like typical merchant ships.

Look to your left gentleman, the Figure pointed toward Earth. It was a hive of activity with busy ships of all classes coming and going.

It will surely burn bright, Hugo said, keeping up his cover.

Yes, it will. After our chaos and our friend in the Republic offices will rise to take power,

That sounds like Senator Reece, a captain said, laughing.

If you had blinked, you would’ve missed it. The Figure crushed the captain’s skull with his bare hands.

No, that moron isn’t our political friend,

That placed Hugo back to the beginning.

The people on the bridge almost collapsed, as the fleet took a violent turn to the right as they send towards Titan.

That’s clever, Hugo stated: With another company owning Titan to clean up the Order’s toxic waste; which I take you caused; the Republic wouldn’t look at Titan. Leaving our business unchecked,

Yes, Commander Sam that is what we do?

But I’m a mere captain, my Lord,

No, your Commander Sam,

Hugo bowed.

‘So predictable’ Sam thought.

As they continued through Titan’s thick atmosphere. Hugo laid eyes on their base. It was the size of old London with its large oval black shape as well as its grand laser defence grid.

They docked.

As soon as Hugo’s microcomputer locked onto to cabal’s central command network. He released a scarp code to wreak havoc on the cabal’s network.

Warning lights flashed.

Come on, friends, we teleport to the control room, the Figure said before a red light made them dematerialize.

They rematerialized in a large circular chamber that looked identical to the NASA control room back in the depths of history.

Report!

My Lord- the system is crashing,

Hugo saw a water tank connected to the whole base.

He walked over to it.

Opening it Hugo opened a purple vile. Pouring it in.

What are you doing? the Figure said.

I was checking the Ph levels of the water because Titan’s surface is very sensitive to water contamination, 

The Figure drew his gun.

Thank you so much I had meant to do that. What were they?

Hugo thought hard about the lesson on Galactic surfaces taught by Garro once since he was incredibly bored.

They are at 7.1. This is in the optimal range. My Lord, can I do any else here for you,

Yes, go down the core room and reboot the system,

Of course, my Lord,

Under his helmet, Hugo grinned, as a result, down at the core room was the central terminal. Meaning he could download all the cabal’s dealings.

If he released it, that would bring the cabal into the light.

chapter 11

P repare for battle ! Torical roared on the bridge as the fleet left Slidespace.

Now looking more closely at the fleet of Order ships they were mostly obelisks shaped ships with a red substance moving in-between the panels of armour.

Moreover, the Galaxy’s end was the centre of the fleet.

The odd living dome ship moved in the fleet.

Weapon’s charging! Kortana informed.

Do a complete in detail scan, please! Garro requested loudly.

That will take twenty minutes,

Start then!

I will,

An immense blinding laser shot hit the flagship.

Wow thank god for the shields,

An officer reported: Yes captain however we’ve lost some power to our engines. Being repaired now,

Garro ran to the command console: To all ships this is Garro put shields to fifty per cent,

Across the fleet, the ships groaned as the light faded, and the oxygen production was lowed until the marines on the ship could barely survive. Angels could easily endure low oxygen to air ratio due to their advanced biology.

Subsequently- six of the smaller obelisk ships zoomed towards the fleet.

Should we fire? Torical asked since it was protocol.

All ships focus fire on the escort ships,

Flashes of heavy railgun fire were unleashed from the fleet.

The shots peppered the Order ship however one survived, and it was heading straight for the flagship.

"Garro no shields can