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Oct 15 12 8:10 AM
Super Power For the Empire! Mechanical Pimp
While the cyborgs were busy pondering how to get through the door, something was happening. There were signs of previous attempts, by the Praetorians led by Solomon, but they had given up and fallen back earlier. Much to the cyborgs' amazement, a small display with colored lights turned green and the door opened with a hiss.
They entered a large, beautifully decorated hall lined with columns. The hall stretched many stories up and on the other side there were giant windows, equally tall. It seemed the place had remained mostly unscathed. Some distance away, a single figure was prancing around a table.
''I have no shield...'' he seemed to say, as the cyborgs creeped closer. The man didn't seem to recognize them, but the cyborgs now knew who he was, wearing a crown of laurel and a decorated toga.
''I have no shield. Arcus! Where is my shield?'' he said to the walls. The walls contained a few traces of gunshots, probably from the pistol Emperor Agricola was holding. He now noticed the cyborgs.
''You...'' he said delusionally and raised his weapon, causing the cyborgs to do the same.
''Do you realize these walls contain enough equipment to vaporize you all in a nanosecond?'' he said, with a failing voice. Based on his earlier rant, one could tell he was bluffing, or that the aforementioned gadgets were offline, along with his supposed shield.
''Arcus! Kill them!''
Nothing happened.
''ARCUS! KILL THEM!!! NOW!!!!''
Still nothing.
''So it has come to this. They will send you to do the dirty work.'' he said, slightly lowering his pistol. ''Not a single shred of dignity in them. Traitors, all of them. Lanius, Agamemnon, all of them!''
Suddenly, a blue force field was projected between the cyborgs and the Emperor.
''Hah! You will die now!'' he said in elation as the cyborgs were figuring out what to do. They fired at the shield ferociously, but it didn't seem to give in.
A huge shard from the window behind them all dropped off and shattered, causing the emperor to brace himself. A man equipped with a jetpack descended down behind the emperor.
''Who....'' he started.
By now the cyborgs would have noticed that the man was actually carrying a particle rifle commonly issued to Federal troopers. In fact, the man was a Federal trooper or at least looked like one, excluding the jetpack device. He ignored whatever the cyborgs were trying to tell him in Francian. Closer look of him revealed that the trooper flickered slightly when he was moving.
The emperor's elation had turned into dismay.
''What's the meaning of this?!'' he said, reaching for his pistol.
''You die now, capitalist scum.'' the man said in Francian.
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Fulcrum Five pulled the trigger. The particle beam went through the emperor and destroyed his heart, hitting the barrier between him and the cyborgs. Not saying a word or bothering to check what the cyborgs were doing, he confirmed that the Emperor was dead. Then he turned his back to the Federals, unloaded his camouflage and lifted off through the window. They might have gotten a glance of his holographic camouflage unloading as he exited the hall. As Fulcrum Five was safely outside, the forcefield was deactivated.
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