Gangs of Entropia (on going Story)

[Trina Xenophage]

26-4-2043 15:30 hours

Doc and I head out past the shopping district making a bunch of unnecessary detours down
side alleys and through shops where we could to make sure we were not being followed before I
even said hello to him. When we finally got a chance to talk I explained to him I got his letter
and I have a team here with me to help if needed. I didnt explain to him the possibility for a
side mission for Billy. I told him we had a house as a base and we would head there after I gave
the team an all clear and a thank you.

26-4-2043 1800 hours.

As we approached the house Doc picked up on Alpha-2 on the roof watching us through a
spotting scope and asked why so obvious? I told him probably because we were picked up by Alpha-5
over two thousand meters ago and that info was passed on we were on our way. Told him that Alpha-5
probably wasnt more then fifty meters behind us at this moment and we would not know. Doc turns
quickly as if startled when Alpha-5 says "Dam was I THAT obvious" and begins walking faster to
catch up to us. I tell him "No Im just used to how good you are and have become acustomed to
thinking like you". We all laugh and I introduce Doc and yell to Alpha-2 to come down to meet him
as well.
When we step through the door Alpha-1 and Billy were looking over a map at the dining room
table. Aplha-3 was in the kitchen as we could hear his off key singing, cooking food. (I wont say
dinner as his cooking is field quality at best) I start to do introductions just as Billy looks
up and Says "Been a while Doc how ya been?" Alpha-1 gives a nod and says "Hey Doc long time".
After a half stutter to halt my intro I state the obvious and say "You guys have met?" Doc says
"Yeah I met these pscho bums a year before I met you" "we have been working on "THINGS" on and
off for a while now".
I look around at them and again state the obvious "Then us meeting and the "official"
papers you showed me were all a rouse?". Billy says "Umm...Yeah, we had to test you and make sure
you had not been compromised since Doc last saw you". I say "So the spaceship mission was planned?"
Alpha-1 "No that just happened to be the way our test flowed" "Gave us great intell and a chance
to work on a way to counter the Bots to maybe weaken them a bit". Alpha-2 and Alpha-5 chime in
"Welcome to the Team!!". Then off to the kitchen they head laughing with each other. Doc and I
approach the table where the map is and wait for Billy or Alpha-1 to fill us in.

27-4-2043

Doc and I get up at the crack of dawn to go on a short hunt in the hills where we killed
our first Argonaught Hunter together. I ask Doc if he still uses the shogun thigh gaurds and the
Frean Alpha we looted from it. Doc responds that he sold those long ago to upgrade his gear a bit.
He says "Adapt and grow or stagnate away like the rest of the masses..". He kinda lets that trail
off like there was more to what he was going to say. Just that quick I see his hand go for his
pistol as he ducks familuarly to his left. I extinctively slide to the right as I spin and bring
Justy to bear on the three Argos charging us from the tree line. "WAHOO!!!! Game on!" he shouts
as he starts marching towords the argos to get them in range faster. I pick the largest one and
start putting rounds center mass. The Argo vears off more in my direction and steps up his charge
as now like most Argonaught's he is pissed. Usually the initial rounds dont do much damage at
range and makes their adrenaline flow more freely, but thats the fun of hunting them. The
excitement that ensues makes me start to remember back in the days Doc and I hunted the gangs of
Argo's on a regular basis. I think to myself was the friendship real or was this all a TEST for
this point in hisory we are about to embark on?
The rest of the morning was less eventful as we only found a small herds of Snables and
the odd Exasaur. We both sumised with the population growth at Argus naturally the population of
aggressive mobs would be down more, after all it has been over a year since we last hunted these
hills. I made it a point to study Doc a bit, maybe see what I hope was friendship from long ago
and not just a soldier on a recruiting mission. I think he picked up on that because he stopped
me before we got back to camp and told me he had answers to give me if I wanted them. I let it
go for now because I wasnt sure I wanted to know just yet.

3-5-2043

Over a week has passed since we arrived. Nothing spectacular has happened at all, in fact
I am really quite bored and ready to go back out on my own journeys mining again. Several of the
team have been in and out on information recon missions but no real happenings to make my ears
perk up. Again being the newest and in least need to know of what is going on I am the last to
find out the missions were into corporate buildings to wire them for more indepth surveylance.
Tonight was my post to monitor the video and audio in an Omegaton Engineering recruitment firms
mangers office that Alpha-5 did a job interview in and was able to place several devices. Seems
that polymer works well with paint also and can stick to almost anything indefinately.
For most of the night it was standard after hours office B.S. The manager had a heavy
petting session with some woman that came in half an hour after the offices were closed. They had
both decided they were more hungry then horny and left to go for dinner. So much for the show.
The cleaners came thru a few hours later. Nothing interesting untill one of them started rummaging
through drawers and filing cabinets while the other went to clean the office bathroom. A little
zoom of the camera, a quick refocus, then a click of the screen capture button several times.
This got a few pics of the cleaners face and one very nice one of the tatoo on the side of her neck.
It was the woman from the food service area that was watching Doc's friend.
Nothing else interesting happened till around 05:00 when I heard an order given to sweep
Recruiters room for bugs as there were Video and Audio plants found earlier in the V.P.'s office.
Crap! Not having anytime to alert anyone from the team I did the only thing I thought would work.
Shut down the feeds and pray they were not found. The voice I heard was a younger male with an
oriental accent, not gonna guess specifics cause I REALLy have no idea. Its all on tape anyway so
Im not to worried.
A LOUD squeel emits from one of the audio sensors and nearly blows my eardrums out. Then
one of the monitors flash and a few seconds later the second monitor flashes for a split second.
Now I KNOW why soundmen and DJ's never actually wear the headphones. That hurts like hell when
the system feeds back. Anyway I hear a deep voice on the audiofeed from outside the office say
the room is clear that no buggs were found. Whew! Shutting them down has saved us from being
caught. Now lets hope I can get them back up and that they actually works after whatever they used
to scan the room pulsed them so hard.
As I scramble to get the bugs back up and functional Alph-4 walks into the room and asks
whats going on that he heard all the hacking on the keyboard as he was headed to the kitchen for
breakfast. I give him a short run down and he says he will get Alpha-1 and Billy here immediately.
It wasnt long before I had one of the video cameras back and was working on audio that Billy made
it to the observation room and was next to me working on the second camera. I tell him about the
scan and how it effected the audio and I doubted it was operational. He acknowleged I was probably
right but to keep at it. I told him I would try AFTER I tweeked the one in the secretarys area so
we might get lucky with that. He agreed just as the second terminal lit up with the other vid feed.
Several footsteps could be heard appraoching the office on the tile floor just as Alpha-1
entered the room. Billy gave him a rundown on what was happening as I continued to reaquire the
sound in the Recruiters office. Billy did not say a word but pointed to someone in the office next
to the window as Alpha-1 gave a small nod to acknowlege. The audio streamed someone down the hall
whispering instructions to not do ANYTHING untill after the documents were proven authentic. They
would know this buy their bosses nod and him getting up to open a window and light a cigar.
Billy asked if Alpha-1 had caught that and Alpha-1 said yes. They both asked urgently if
all the feeds were being recorded and were definately getting the signals. I reassurded them that
I had checked that after the scan made that huge squeel that took out the recruiters office audio.
By now the man at the window was sitting at the desk and the two others that scanned the room
were in different tactical places not far from him.
The first monitor shows the office door opening and two men step through it. They are
immediately searched by one of the men already in the office and let by into the room. One
man carrying a briefcase sat down across from the man behind the desk the other between him and
the man at the door. Next a woman came in and was searched as well. She was wearing a flowing
dark dress with brightly colored fish that seemed to wrap around her legs as she walked. As the
two men talked she wandered around the room freely looking EVERYWHERE but the desk where the two
men were looking over a bunch of papers. Im pretty sure she was looking for bugs herself.
After twenty or so minutes the man with the briefcase nodded and reached in his pocket
and produced two cigars. He snipped the ends of both and reached to hand the man behind the desk
one. As he lit his own cigar he stood and handed the man behind the desk the lighter and pointed
to the window. The man at the desk nodded as he took the lighter and lit his cigar. As the man
with the briefcase made it to the window the woman reached above her head pulling two long hair
sticks out. As she did this the man at the door kicked the man who searched them into the filing
cabinet which in turn made the man by the desk run to assist in the fray. As soon as the second man
left his position the woman stepped behind the man at the desk and jammed both hair sticks into
his neck and pulled him down and to the floor behind the desk. When the man at the window turned
to the desk the window he was standing at shattered as half of his face disappeared in a mist of
red and grey.

[Trina Xenophage]

7-5-2043

Still nothing on the news about the assasinations at the buisness deal gone wrong we have
witnessed. We still have no idea who was in that room and what was said. Nothing else suspicious
has happened there since that night, and nothing probably will. We assume there is a scramble in
Eudorias corrupt and scandelous corporate Elite to replace or take over those two spots held by
the two men that were killed that morning.
I STILL do not know how this ties into us, Doc, or the person Doc was with the day we
found him in the food service area. I think its time I got more direct with Billy and Alpha-1
about what is really going on if I will continue to be involved in all of this. I know this is
important work that is being done here but by what ends will the resuts serve is my biggest
question.
I think I will go on a mining run today to clear my head and think this through more
before I approach them over this whole situation.

9-5-2043

After a day and a half in the hills far north and east of Argus I return to the house to
stow my gear before I head to town to put the ores I have found on the auction. As I approach the
house I see a nicely dressed woman on the porch talking to a cleaning crew. I hear her tell them
to make sure the house is spotless that new tenants will be comming in two days and to repair the
damage in the back yard near the flower beds the previous tennats did before they left.
Trying not to look suspicious or nosey I trudge by looking as tired and pathetic as I
could, only giving a half hearted wave in any acknowlegment they were there. After a few more paces
I hear footsteps comming up behind me, it is the agent at the door. As she approaches I could smell
expensive perfume she wore and hear the heals of the two thousand ped shoes sink into the soft sand
path between the few houses that were here. She says in a high pitch very non threatening way
"Excuse me!" "Could I ask you a few questions?". I stop and sigh heavily to make it look as though
she had just interupted the most important moment of my life, and slowly turn to face her.
"May I ask where you are comming from" I just give her a blank stare for a few seconds and
blatently look past her in the direction I came from to emphasise the point. "Did you happen to see
..She describes Alpha-4 exactly..and his friend anywhere in your travels?" I tell her I was up
north mining and didnt notice two love birds frolicing in the woods. She then says "Well they may
not have been alone" "Judging by the damage in the back I think they may have been kidnapped" I
asked her if she had notified the authorities to that possibility and she half laughs "Authorities".
I say to her "Wait" "Come to think of it I did HEAR a large group of people up in the
hills" "I couldnt hear what they were talking about over my extractor" as I point to my pack to a
large bag of minerals I had found. "I think they were following the shoreline north and east maybe"
She gets a big smile on her face and quickly walks back to the house and up the stairs disappearing
without so much as a thank you for the information. Serves her right that I made it all up. I know
she is looking for the team, and I also know they did not go the direction I pointed her in.
Now I need to track down where they really went and why. Heading into town is my best option
as I can sell these ores and get some suppies to live on since all my other gear WAS in that house.
Having only limited resourses on me I take a room at the only non corporate lodging available in
Argus and clean up a little before I head to the auction to sell this new ore I have found. I think
more about what to do and I remember the hangar. I will go there before I hit the auction. I know
its plain site in daylight hours but I can always tell anyone that asks why Im nosing around I am a
writer doing a story on the old time soldiers that made this area safe for us all to be here.
Besides the auction is open twentyfour hours a day and I can go there at any time.

9-5-2043 Late afternoon

As I approach the hangar I see that there are many foot prints in the area like a search
party went through looking awefully hard for something. I do a quick look around for anyone hanging
around but do not see anyone. I think its ok to get a closer look so I head for the door. I reach
for Grandfathers maddox when I see the door is open just past the latch. Sticking close to the wall
I approach the door listening as best I can past the noise of my own heartbeat. I can hear someone
inside but can not determine what is being said or if I recognise the voices.
With a deep breath I decide to go in loud and proud. Just as I reach my foot out to push
the door open it whips open and Alpha-2 turns right into the barrel of my gun. I drop to one knee
as I see a clothsline comming at my face from his right arm. As he spins off balance I push off his
left thigh and roll backwards away from the kick he followed up with. I come to my feet, reset my
stance, and draw down on him again asking what his intentions are. He puts his hands up to say hold
on and states he didnt expect anyone at the door. It only takes a short minute to confirm and
believe him.
I ask what was happening because the house was vacant and there was some real estate lady
thinking there was a kidnapping there. After He got done laughing he said everyone was in the
shuttle stowing gear and getting ready to move out. I get a look on my face that asks the question
and Alpha-2 tells me go see the Boss he will fill me in.
As soon as I enter the hangar Billy calls me over to the control room and he doesnt look
too happy. "Who Authorized you to leave for two days in the middle of a mission"! "What were you
thinking to make you up and leave without so much as a peep to anyone"! "Your Dam lucky we havent
left yet, another hour and your ass would be staying here"! Not being one to be talked down to I
stand tall and snap back at him "Number one My parents are dead so dont EVER adress me like that
I am not your kid" "Number two I dont believe I have been inducted in the Planetary Defence Forces"
"And third I dont remember me agreeing to any "MISSION" I only asked for a ride and maybe cover in
finding an old friend".
With all this covert spy type operations and what I have found out about Doc being involved
with the team I guess tensions are a bit tight. Barring what I saw go down in that office building
I am STILL clueless as to what is happening and where I fit into all this. I hope some light will
be shed on this all before we leave here or shortly after we have left because Im not sure I want
to go on and NOT be a full part of this and not just another grunt in a battle for someone elses
cause.

10-5-2043

It is now 01:18 as we again take off under cover of darkness. It seems we have an extended
trip which will take us to an undisclosed place in space to meet a frieghter comming in from what
is called the Rock. The Rock is an old converted asteroid that was used as a moble military base
back when the PDF were securing Eudoria and setting up fortifications on the planets surface. It
seems that this installation has been bought by a private investment firm for a very rich person
whom to this day has not been named on paper. This installation has been rehabbed over the past two
years and now has two huge apartment complexes a mall to supply the inhabitants with necessities
and an Elite dance club for the super rich.
Rendezvous with the frieghter is not scheduled untill 07:48 so pilot shifts are set along
with a watch for all the electronic monitoring equipment. This gives me a little time to pull Billy
and Alpha-1 aside and sort out where I stand with the team and what ever they are trying to
accomplish.

[Trina Xenophage]

10-5-2043 05:30

Most of the Team is catching up on rest before the next phase of the mission what ever that
may be. I have been up the whole night thinking through the events of the past few weeks. I still
wonder if I want to know what in the back of my head has been driving me since the night before the
mission into space from Billy's. Yes it would be easy to go back to Eudoria and wander the rest of
my days mining and trying to survive only to be eraddicated at some point by the waves of robots that
will eventually come if what the Team and Billy have told me is true. Billy is on watch in the Com
room so I grab two cups of coffee and head there for a question and answer session to help make up
my mind on what my future holds.
No sooner am I through the door and Billy says he was expecting me at some point of the trip.
Before I could answer he starts to fill me in on what has happened and is happening on Eudoria from
two years ago to the present. He starts with the obvious about the robot wars back on Earth. He
tells me the robots that descimated Earth were made by us as far back as the 1960's when robotics
first became a practiced science. All was fine as huge hulking robotic arms were designed to make
our vehicles and do the work that was deemed not healthy in the manufacturing and science fields.
As time passed and the field broadened robots were designed to make homelife more enjoyable.
Yes it was neat to see the automated vacuume cleaners roving the floors, or even the computer
controlled toy animals for the kids to play with. Billy tells me thats where the line was drawn.
What we got to see and what the technology held was seperated by big corporations doing works of
more unethical natures. Some of the corps were designing and producing robots to mimic human nature,
others to advance science, and at the heart of the most devious.. military robots of war.
Right around the millenia, space exploration was starting to grow in leaps and bounds with
progress in technology in computing. Robots were getting smarter and able to do more because of this.
Companies in the field that were designing robots in a humanid manner were contracted to make them
to take the place of humans for deep space and planetary expeditions so all the existing space craft
did not have to be scraped or reworked for a different cargo. This in turn brought a resurgance in
religious and doomsaying communities regarding man playing God and trying to create life. With this
happening the sciences in bio genetics, bio organism, and cybernetics came under heavy presure to be
more strongly regulated by a global governmental structure to limit what the science could do on a
moral level.
The more devious of the corporate entities joined forces and began circumventing this
regulation by building a huge spacestation in Earths orbit under the guise of international unity
for the advancement of space exploration. Having no real laws to abide by in space these corporations
carried out many hainess experiments with gentic mutation all the way into biological warfare. Some
time early in the first decade one of these sceintists on that spacestation lost his mental capacity
for what was real and what was not due to a brain tumor that went undetected for six months of his
one year stay on the station. In his madness he had exposed the spacestation to an airborne strain
of a virus that promoted mutation in sub tropic botanicals. By accedent his mislabling of controlled
test samples with that of completed non mutanus strains bound for Earth were sent planet side to
help battle the need for much larger crop yields.
As we all know, what happens in a controlled lab is not necessrilly what happens when sceince
is released into an ever changing and non structural environment. This virus was undetected for three
years on Earth as it mutated again and again as crops grown with it were treated with chemicals to
enhance crop yields even further. Eventually as all viruses do, it again mutated, this time into a
strain that would carry over into biological organisms. Millions of people were affected by this
but it was found in its early form and sceince again worked to cure the masses. Not wanting to spread
mass panic both the big corporations and the governments covered up the problem and isolated whole
countries with a no travel policy due to what they called Bird flu. The news media was fed what to
tell in regards to this and any form that was not cooperative was bought or totally shut down
immediatley. As time went by the virus mutated again and again, both the corporations and the
governmental division of disease control were unable to stop its rampant spread.
At some point it was decided that no further human contact with these countries could be
made. The sceince of robots was called on to be the saving entity that would fix this problem.
Cybernetic robots were programmed with a new form of artificial intellgence like no other to be
seen in history. This new AI would let these cyborgs function on their own in a medical capacity to
help distribute medicines and treat the people affected safely with no further human exposure. Over
the next four years the roll these robots played was stepped up into a higher level of intellegence
that let them logically preform experiments to keep up with the ever changing strains of this virus.
Their main fucntion was to find and eliminate any and all strains possible to ensure the survival of
Earth.
2012 was the year all prophecies told to be the last year of the human race. How freekishly
accurate this was because in the year 2013 a flesh eating strain of this virus broke lose in a small
mountain community where robots were carrying out research to stop this very thing. This strain was
so evolved it had started to eat the cybernetic skin and organs of the robots that were designed to
save the world. As these robots began to die off they went into a self proclaimed survival mode.
They had issued orders that the only way to truely stop the virus was erradication of any and all
organisms carrying it including the old cybernetic robots themselves. Having full access to whatever
resourses was needed they began to produce a warrior strain of robot to begin elimination of the
diseased beings that inhabited Earth. Some of these were also made to take over the old military
installations that were locked down and abandoned when governments and corporations pulled out of
these countries that had the viruses.
This new Gang of Robots had evolved themselves into what they are today. A very task
oriented efficiant race of robots with one goal to motivate and rule them. Survival. In their final
strike to rid Earth and themselves of the virus the spacestation was actually shot out of orbit by
missles from sites that were taken over and reactivated by these new stronger and more intellegent
robots. Next came the destruction of the cybernetic species of robots on Earth. The robots knew
these were limited to a small area in the mountains of China and in the colder reaches of the
Antarctic. Tactical nukes were used by the robots to destroy any form of contamination to their own
species prior to turning the cleansing on to the rest of Earths population.
Once the robots began this tactical destruction certain corporations and the government had
initiated a failsafe program concieved at the time the virus was found on the planet for the
survival of the human race. An asteroid that passed Earth once in a thousand or so years was to be
the vehicle on which this plan was to be executed to ensure the human race lived on. Science and
Military personnel were sent to this rock to develope a habitat to support life on its surface while
probes were sent from it to find a suitable new world for the human race to continue.
Bio domes were built to provide food to feed the lucky few that were allowed to escape the
devastation happening on Earth. Housing and Science labs were setup to restart synthetic
manufacturing to supply troops and the general population with its needs to go on. Twenty seven Earth
years had passed before Calypso was found and deemed a suitable planet to habitate and restart the
human race. The Asteroid we were heading to was the one that brought us from Earth and let us go on
with life. We were here to meet with a few of the original descendants of the scientists who were
developing new ways to fight the robotic rebellion should it make its way off Earth and follow us
here to Calypso.
We are interupted by an incomming coded transmission announcing the arrival of the freighter
we are meeting. Billy turns to the task of scheduling the meeting leaving the story to hang out,
unfinished and my dilema unresloved.

10-5-2043 11:37 hours

The freighter is now next to us and the airlock is being setup to allow us to move between
the ships without the use of spacesuits. Alpha-3 and 4 are suited up to do the first walk to make
sure the airlock is in fact safe and to do a quick security sweep of the freighter to ensure no
ambush or other unexpected problems arise. Alpha-1 asks Billy if the quarantine was setup for the
dna samples and the portable data storage has been formatted. Billy says Alph-2 took care of that
and he was set to met our friends from the asteroid.
The all clear is given and Billy calls for Alpha-2 to meet him at the airlock to go make
the transfer of data and samples that were brought for us. As Billy and Alpha-2 meet at the air
lock the woman that killed the man at that meeting in Argus emerges from what I thought was a
storage area for our gear and goes directly to the other ship without even a glance to anyone here
watching.
Alpha-2 returns to the ship and tells Alpha-1 the mission is a go and that we can head for
the asteroid resort as planned. Billy did not come back with him. I am told to man the Com room for
the next six hour shift and to make sure ANY signals recieved be it sub space to a local radar ping
is to be relayed to Alpha-1 immediately.

10-5-2043 15:00 hours

Alpha-1 enters the Com room and quietly sits at a terminal behind me and looks over the
status and position of the ship in regards to the asteroid. He says Billy told him he had started to
fill me in on what was really happening and that he would continue where he left off if I was
interested to know. I have been hanging around Billy far to much lately as my only answer was HIS
typical grunt and nod.
Alpha-1 begins to fill me in on the asteroid. The asteroid he says was a secret mission
started before the robots were used back on Earth so the world had a failsafe were any new ways to
battle the viruses unsuccessful. Only two governments and five of the worlds largest most predominant
corporations knew and invested in this effort. Many secret space shuttle missions were made to a
second space station that was built to stay on the far side of the moon. This was all covered up by
manipulation of the public through the news media dismissing the many launches as the popular
phenomenon U.F.O.'s.
Over the course of five years ALL the technology sceince had produced in regards to terra-
forming was sent to this station. Five thousand people were selected from the military, any major
sceince field, and corporate and governmental entities. NONE that were seclected had any ties to
Earth and most had been for lack of a better term killed off on paper according to officials back
on Earth.
One year before the asteroid actually passed Earth, missions were launched to begin building
suitable habitation on the rock. Housing and atmospheric producing machines were set up first. Then
plastic tunnels to several areas of the rock were made. Next was a geothermal power station and two
bio domes to start producing food and oxygen so the station was not fully reliant on power draining
machinery to produce it using chemomechanics. Finely as the asteroid passed Earth the main bulk of
people to populate the rock woud be moved enmass by teleporter technology that had been developed
in the last century in an effort to reduce global polution issues exaggerated by mass transit.
Once the rest of the materials and personnel were on the asteroid more construction and
research began. After a year of unstable robot behavior on Earth it was determined they woud not be
as heavily relied uopn for this mission to save the human race. In its finished design the asteroid
project had two huge housing complexes seperated by many kilometers in case one got wiped out by some
form of disaster. It had a massive research complex that was both above ground for normal research
and below the surface for many of the newer technologies so containment could be garanteed unlike
what had happened on the first space staion. Four huge medical complexes were set up in key areas but
only two were ever active at any given time. All four were maintained and stocked equally. Finally
twenty massive bio-domes were set up to provide food, a breathable atmosphere, and a place to start
cloning some of the more important animal specices required for human survival.
For twelve Earth years this asteroid drifted through space and was a growing and efficiant
base of operations for many sceince fields. The main one being terraforming and the search for a
suitable planet to habitate and ensure the survival of the human race. Nothing signifigant had
crossed the asteroids path within a reachable distance to begin developement. In the later part of
that year it was discovered that a HUGE planet was right in the path of the asteriod. It was feared
we would become the planet killer we were so affraid would strike Earth and wipe out any form of life
on it. How fittingly ironic to come to an end in this manor.
As the frantic race to find a solution to this now inevitable demise a small space staion
was quickly designed and built in a matter of two months. Again this would be mankinds only way of
survival. Only five hundred people would be able to go should the need arise and a solution to the
asteroids distruction not be found. It was determined that the last minute launch place of this
spacestaion would be in an orbit around one of the three moons around this planet in our path.
At least they would be close enough to a planet capable of being habitated with minimal tearraforming
after the atmosphere cleared in several years from the asteroids crashing into it.
On the day of the space staions launch scientists had measured a signifigant shift in the
asteroids trajectory as it passed the first of the three moons. This peeked the whole sceince
communities interest as the possibiity of being pushed away from the main planet grew larger by the
hour. The launch window for the spacestaion was halfway between the first and second moons and was
fast approaching. A decission had to be made to launch or take the huge risk we will be pushed out
far enough no impact with the planet would occur. The launch was a go. All plans would be followed
by the letter, no mistakes or second guesses could be a luxuary we could afford.
When they hit the location to launch the spacestation it was again noted the asteroid was
obviously being influenced by the moons and the planets gravity. Again its trajectory was changed.
The launch was made with no signifigant problems and the habitants were begining to teleport to
their new home. Only a short window to get all the people to the station was available as the third
moon was fast approaching and the teleporters only worked line of sight at this point in time.
When the asteroid had transitioned to the exiting phase for the second moons gravity another big
change was monitored. In fact the change was so big it had affected the whole structure that housed
them on the asteriod. Several tunnels had cracked and imploded due to the huge pressure change. One
of medical facilities had completely broke free and was lifting off the asteroids surface in the
direction of the second moon. It was near impossible for anyone on the asteroid to move or do
anything because they were light enough the change in gravity literally pinned them to the walls and
ceilings of the structures they were in. Only automated containment doors and structures had saved
them from losing the entire facility to lack of a breathable atmosphere.

10-5-2043 15:43 hours

The outer landing approach beacon started to sound through the communications channel left
open to hear landing proceedures for the asteroids facility. Alpha-1 gave me a frequency to tune to
and identify ourselves as a private hunting outfitter with passengers for a weeks hunting excursion.

[Trina Xenophage]

11-5-2043

Docking went smoothy and not a person even looked at us twice. So many things happening in the
spaceport that we looked almost normal with all the hunters geared up for the kill, and their fans
that were there to cheer them on. Evidently there is a huge competition happening this evening and
many of Calypso's famous were here to compete. As we were lead to the televator that would bounce us
to the housing area we were to stay at I got a glimpse of someone off by the wall watching us a tad
more intently then I would like. I have never seen the armor he had on first hand but EVERYONE knows
that burgandy color since it is one of the most prestigious armor made.
Right before we flashed to the housing area I tapped Alpha-1 and nodded in the direction of the
person watching us. He almost seemed like he wanted to go after that person on sight. I tried to
initiate a response to his reaction by asking why someone would need Protector of the Empire armor
for a simple hunting competition. His response was "So someone like me can't kill him out right on
sight". I respond "close personal friend" and get back "you could say that" "We served together on a
security detail at Jason Center that failed because he sold us out" "Thats probably how he earned that
fancy armor he is wearing".
I inquire if that is or is part of the reason we are here. Alpha-1 responds he is not sure but
we will probably find he ties in somehow to something not right up here. I ask him now that we are
secure and in a private place why Billy has seperated from us and if his mission is tied to ours and
what happened in that office back on Eudoria. He tells me he can not say at this time.
The rest of the day is spent setting up the apartment we have rented with security and all the
surveylance equipment. It was now time to go join the festivities happening that evening so we did not
draw suspicion in our direction. Aplha-3 and Alpha-5 had joined the actual competition while Alpha-1
went out to take on some of the bigger creatures in a few of the domes not used in the contest that
evening. I decided to get dressed and go wander amongst the crowd to get a feel for the less frantic
parts of our mision.
Most of the non competitive activities were happening at the dance club and shopping areas of
resort. The owner of the resort does commentary live during his competitions and that streams through
out the complex so everyone can keep track of their favorite hunter. Betting on these events is not
a formal afair but is highly encouraged and there are people on every corner and in every room taking
bets on anything from number of kills to who wins the fasion show afterwards.
It is amazing how I can picture this spacestation as it was long ago from the detail that Billy
and Alpha-1 have described it in. I can see each of the shops as busy, highly secure labs with people
themselves closed in there like animals on exibit. The only difference is the huge statue of the old
universe that rotates in the main room where the main televators and emergency stairs were leading down
to the corporate and military private labs. Not wanting to draw too much attention by looking around on
my own I decided it best to take one of the guided tours of the facility along with twenty or so other
people up here for a vacation. The rest of my night was spent in the club doing normal tourist stuff
and observing who was who in this world away from worlds and not trying to get into trouble my first
night here.

12-5-2043

It got boring with all the fawning over the hunters and the repetative chatter over who was
best and did or did not do well that night. The only conversation that held my interest was one
regarding the run of good mining happening lately in the mid level domes. I had gone to bed early in
hopes of a quiet mining run in one of the lesser domes with more docile creatures less apt to eat you
for breakfast. This run was delayed by a short team meeting that designated the days activities for
each team member in regards to our over all mission here.
Alpha-3 and 5 were to keep up their cover as hunters and to get involved in as many competitons
as were offered, not to mention try to gain invites to any teams involving people on our list of
objectives. Alpha-2 is our eyes and ears on the surveylance detail while Alpha-1 will go after the
main target as a buisnessman. I was to make contact with Billy and his new friend and infiltrate
that part of the operation to keep eyes off Billy's doings as much as possible.
Billy's cover gave him good movement within the domes, and even favor amongst the sceintific
community on this asteroid. He and the woman that was at the office meeting were posing as
palio-botanists researching some of the natural plantlife on Calypso and how human contact with it
would effect both the environment and us as a new species here. There was a meeting between Billy and
Omegatons sceince team in dome four around 10:00 to go over the sedative effects of a certain plant
to one of Calypso's most aggressive creatures called the Atrox. Many places on Calypso are heavily
populated with them and too many people were getting killed trying to go about daily life in these
areas.
A small security team was assigned to the experiment as dome four has been set up as a
breeding facility for Atrox. I got into dome four just before 9:30 hours to do a quick assessment of
the layout and what possible places for securing a live team if things went wrong there were. I even
tested the waters so to speak to see how aggressive these little critters were. As my uncles would say
"WHOA DOGGIE!" "That was like kickin a bees nest after the bear had raided it". Aggressive was an
understatement. If i didnt know better I would say these nasty buggers acted like the packs of Wild
Wolves back on Earth. They definately have a higher understanding for what is called "Pack Law" or
'Pack Mentality" it was amazing to see how several did a frontal assault while others peeled off to
swing in from the sides, and how they called others to join in to protect the young and females
feeding in the safety of a lower area in the dome. I am so glad I had gotten the A103 amplifier for
my Justifier, the knock down power it added is what probably saved me by letting me cut a path through
the line of Atrox attcking me. I was able to manuver to a small hill by the dome wall that cut off
the Atrox from totally surrounding me. It was a tough battle but non the less the MOST fun I have had
on a hunt in a long time. Twelve Atrox dropped in that battle alone. I am glad for the experiance as
I know now how they function and what to expect should an attack like this happen again.
After a short rest I started to skin the atrox I had killed as the hides have good value to
the fasion community for custom tailored clothing. I heard them getting closer as they followed the
wall to avoid being attacked themselves. The team Billy was with had come into the dome and were now
approaching my position. I stand up and give them a greeting to show I was not hostile to them. I
even issued a warning to where the main herd was and what it had done to defend its cast. The Sceince
team I guess was feeling quite proud and sure of their accomplishments. They gave me a few small viles
of what they had made to "save me from a major attack" as the product was suposed to repress that long
line of aggressive behavior by chemicly supressing the urge to hunt. It was an aerosol type agent so
it kind of made sense it would work on a small pack if they got too close or too aggressive.
Shortly before that team moved on we had all heard the sounds of blp weapons to the east on
the far side of the dome. Someone else was here hunting so that would mean the Atrox would be
especially alert with all the noise going on so close. The team got all excited and ready to test the
product in an even less controlled more hostile condition then planned. Even the wanna be security
detail became more warry because they knew what could potentially happen. I voluntiered my services to
the expedition should the need arise. I told them to come to here if they needed extra fire power if
things went bad. I knew I would be here a while skinning all these animals.



12-5-2043 Late afternoon

I had stopped the skinning as soon as the team had gotten far enough away and immediately
began to follow their trail to keep an eye on things. I watched for a few hours as the security team
picked off a few smaller Atrox and isolated a smaller herd and began to move them away from the main
herd for their test. I was not close enough to hear any of the conversations but recognised some of
the hand signals used that they were about to start the test. I can only assume the plan was to
release the aerosol within the herd and then have the security team approach it while the sceintists
observed and documented the behavior.
It was a small herd of maybe twenty five Atrox of various ages and sexes. A herd that small
should be easily containable with five members on the security force that were well armed and had
decent armor. Since the domes were fully enclosed not to mention out in space there was no wind to
speak of to move the aerosol to the herd. The Sceince team had brought compressed air tanks that
had dispersion nozzels desigened to feed the chemicles into a forced air stream in a highly
directional manor.
The ok was given to start the test. The aerosol was loaded into the nozzels and sprayed in
the direction of the isolated herd. Having no idea how long it would take for the chemicles to reach
the herd, or what effect it would have, a ten minute wait was issued before the team was to approach
the herd. Not expecting an adverse reaction the security team had let their gaurd down since they
had a few minutes before they were to move out. I learned this lesson the hard way with the Atrox
female at Billy's that attacked me. I was about to approach the team just to get closer incase
something went wrong when the whole herd turned at once and began a full frontal attack on the
expedition. I crashed through a few bushes to get to where they were headed and warn the people,
unfortunately my voice was not heard over the roaring of the approaching atrox.
The security team scrambled to get weapons to the ready as the first atrox flew over a
bush and landed squarely on the teams leader. As fast as it appeared it had taken one swift slash
at its targets throat and completely severed his head in one clean shot. Realising to run there
would be to late to help I pulled up my marber and scoped a larger one headed straight for Billy.
As I squeezed of the first round the atrox dropped just in front of Billy who had grabbed the woman
and was dragging her away from where the attack was happening.
Three sceintists had been killed already as they froze in panic. The fourth had made his way
to the dispersal unit and was spraying the aerosol in every direction in hopes it would stop the
attack. Billy saw it was me that shot from the side and turned to my direction dragging the woman
as best he could. I switched to my Justifier for a faster rate of fire as six of the atrox were now
headed in my direction. I had dropped three before Billy had reached my position. The whole time I
was shooting I had automaticly been backing my way to the wall like I did for the first attack earlier.
I felt a tug on my side as Billy snatched the Maddox from its holster and passed it to the woman. As
I took down the fouth atrox they had made it to our position. With two left I was splitting my rounds
between the two to keep their attention on me since I was the only one with Armor. Billy ripped the
fast aid pack from my shoulder pouch and started back to the area where the attack started, picking
up my marber on the way.
Between the woman and myself we dropped the two atrox fast and were free to aid the others.
By now only two security members were left standing and only the head sceintist remained as Billy
arrived back there to help the wounded. I could smell the blood as I got into the clearing where
bodies were tossed after being shreaded by the Atrox's claws and teeth. Knowing the predatory
nature of Atrox I suggested we move out away from this area before we did anything else as more were
sure to come. We were almost dead center along the east wall in the dome so I gave the order to head
south along the wall to get away from that area. Billy grabbed the last sceintist by the arm and
started to patch his wounds as we walked away from the camp. The girl and I took point as the
remaining two security gaurds covered our backs.
I saw movement ahead of us but wasnt sure what direction it was headed so I gave the hand
signal to stop and look in that direction. I saw two small Atrox headed for us noses in the air, I saw
at least six others peel off and run to the west across the dome looking exactly like the ones that
had attacked, uninhibated and very angry. I raised my Justifier and scoped the smaller of the two as
I knew I could drop it in four rounds. The woman brought the maddox to the ready as the first one
dropped, a look of worry vanished from her face as the second turned off to follow the others that
crossed the dome. In the distance to the north we heard the farmiliar sound of blp weapons firing in
what seemed like one steady stream.
By now we all realsied the experiment was a failure and in fact had the complete opposite
effect on the Atrox as was thought. The last sceintist made the statement that it could not have been
what they were working on in the labs down below because it was tested in controlled environment on
single Atrox for each test.
Silence. No noise was heard, no Atrox shrieks, no weapons fireing, not even smaller animals
scurrying throught the underbrush. In my experience this is NEVER a good thing as it usually means
a larger predator is close. I look at Billy as soon as I pick up on this awkward silence and see he
has the exact same thought. Without a sound he grabs the woman by the hand and ducks low and close
to the wall as he can possibly get moving fast in the direction of the nearest telepad out of here.
I follow just as swiftly as he begins to move, only the sceintist was dumb enough to make a sound.
As I hit the wall and made the turn south again part of a human leg hit the wall above me
splattering blood on the wall as if it was a paintball shot from an air gun. The Atrox roared with
triumph and gave that gutteral grunting noise to let the others know the hunt was on and where to go.
Two rounds from a laser rifle then a scream follows shortly after the alert was sounded.
Staying as low as possible I could move fairly well under the folliage along the wall like
a rabbit running from a wolf. I saw the end wall of the dome above the scrub and yelled to Billy to
cut across the open area to the cannons by the telepad. Billy runs a little further down the wall
before he stands verticle to begin his sprint for the safety of the cannons. Billy drags the woman
passed the cannon closer to the telepad and gives her a shove in that direction. As she moves off
Billy raises the marber to his shoulder and squeezes off a round right in my direction. As the
weapon sizzles and releses that familiar blue beam of plasma over my head I hear an Atrox scream
in pain as the round finds its mark. Unfortunately not before it had snatched the last of the gaurds
and chewed him in half right through his armor. The two cannons at the end of the dome begin a long
steady burst as Billy disappears into the Telepad I am fast approaching.

[Trina Xenophage]

12-5-2043 17:55 hours

As we enter the hangar area we ported to so no one would pick up on anything wrong in the
control area I catch a glimpse of the burgandy armor rounding a corner heading away from us. I look
to Billy and the woman to make sure they are not injured and give Billy our signal to split up.
Billy leads the woman to a tunnel and heads off to the housing area. I turn to follow the strange man
in the Protector of the Empire armor.
I got to the main passage just in time to again see him turn into one of the docking bays. It
was third from the end so I could walk past and try to assess what to do next and not look suspicious
by not entering a different hangar. As I got near to that hangar I could hear a mans voice sternly
instructing someone else to make sure dome four was shut down and a walk through was made for
surviving team members. They were to be questioned on events that happened and then silenced so no
trail could be directed back to that facility. Any gear was to be destroyed at the sight and the area
made to look like a fire had started from a hunters laserfire into the dry brush.
No one was visible or obviously gaurding the door to that hangar so I stepped just inside the
small foyer area between the passageway and the hanger itself. I was able to see the back of the man
in the P.o.E. armor waving his hands starting the trance needed to teleport. A younger man in a lab
coat was closing a metalic case used for biomedical material transportation, and a man in a flight
suit heading into the ship that was in the hangar. I scratched the name of the ship into the paint of
my armor so I would not forget it along with the Space Commissions licenceing number. Whoosh, the
familiar sound of the air pressure change when a person teleports way.
Something strikes me wierd but I do not pick up on what. I am intently watching what is
happening in that hangar. The man in the flight suit emerges from the craft with a smaller case like
the one on the table. He gives instructions to the lab coated man to switch the viles in the lab with
the ones in that case and to bring the others back to him by 19:00 for his departing flight.
I quickly duck out of the foyer and run to the next hangar door and step through. A quick scan
tells me it is empty and I head straight for the pilots locker room there to use the com terminal to
contact Alpha-1. I inform him of the events in the hangar I just witnessed and he asks for more info
of what transpired in the dome earlier. I tell him I will debrief later that he needs to check on Billy
and friend if possible and to recon dome four fast before that team can clean it of any evidence.
I wait for twenty or so minutes then leave the hangar I am in to head for the lab area to see
what I can learn there. As I move through the passages I see Alpha-3 and 5 heading to the control room.
I can only assume they have been assigned to dome four. On the way to teleport to the lab areas I see
Alpha-1 in full combat gear headed for the telepad in the control room. All is in motion whatever that
maybe as I am not fully aware of what has transpired today other then it was not a good thing. Being
too much in my thoughts and not my surroundings I run smack into the pilot from the hangar as I round
a corner a little too fast for one not paying attention. We bounce off of each other into others in the
passageway and that makes the pilot lose his balance for a split second. As he hops around trying to
regain his balance the case he is carrying hits the wall and pops open spilling documents all over
the floor.
Acting like this was all an accident I immediately start appologising to him while stating I
should probably wear my glasses so I dont bump into people like that. I reach for the linestripe shades
we used earlier and bend down on hands and knees helping to pick up the mess I had created. In his
panic the pilot started to shove the documents into the case crumbling and folding handfulls of paper.
I grab him by the wrist and calmly tell him to slow down as he didnt want those papers ruined or he
would have to reprint them all. Not looking up from the documents because I was busy snapping digital
images of as many of these as I could and to make sure he didnt see my face I got him to slow down and
be more careful of what he was doing.
After all the commotion died down I made my way to the lab areas to have a look around. Not
much was going on and I didnt see ANY activity in any of the labs above the shops in the main complex.
That only meant one thing to me. The labs below were still in use and there was some way down to them
not in public view. As soon as I returned to the appartment to wait for the rest of the team to return,
I went to our designated com room to make sure Alpha-2 recieved all of what I captured for the last
hour.
The next few hours were spent reviewing the events in dome four and going over all the pictures
of the documents I was able to photograph.

13-5-2043

It was late morning before the whole team was at the apartment and able to debrief the events
of the last 24 hours. It seems the man in the P.o.E. armor was someone of power here as it took less
then thirty minutes for dome four to be closed due to a fire. I hope our guys got something of use
before the "Accidental fire" did its work.
Everyone was in the debriefing room except Alpha-1 at 11:30 hours. Billy had organised the
meeting so his absence does not seem out of place.... yet. Billy starts this meeting by introducing the
woman he has been with since we met up with the freighter. It seems she is playing double agent at the
moment. She has been working with Doc for over a year bouncing back and forth from Fort Argus to the
asteroid gathering as much intel as possible on three of the huge corporations that are rooted in
Fort Argus. She has also been giving intel to the fourth of the companies that make up the holding
company that bought Argus from the government regarding the team and what they are doing.
Alpha-2 debriefs us on the Data files and the DNA samples he brought back from the frieghter
and the roll they may play later on. It seems that one of the potential plans to force Calypsos
population into voluntary slavery is to use a few of the special breeds of creatures here on the
asteroid for attacks on cities and heavily populated areas to cut down the population able to revolt.
From what they have learned the few strange creatures being bred and raised in the larger domes are
all just simple lab experiments on a larger scale. They are not testing the creatures but testing
our adaptability to finding ways to eraddicate the monstrosities and how long in between until that
method becomes efficiant.
Alpha-3 and 5 give their report on the happenings in the dome after we were able to get out.
They had made it to the exact spot where the experiment failed to find every Atrox in the dome totally
in an irrational state nothing near their normal behavior. The level of aggression throughout the
dome was very intense which made it hard to accomplish the mission. They were able to download the
video gear there that recorded much of the experiment. They said they were also able to pull body
parts from other areas where unaware hunters had been decimated and leave them among the teams victims.
They also placed fake ID's of Billys cover persona and erased our escape path before the dome was
closed by the "Fire team" there to put out the fires that happened in the dome.
Billy gave a detailed rundown of the failed experiment which accounted for my roll there and
began the debate over the outcome. The conclusion we arrived at was this. Obviously someone wanted the
experiment to look like a failure. They also wanted ANY person involved with it dead so some form
of chemical had replaced the real ones to attract and aggrivate the Atrox to atack. This being said we
also determined the true experiment to be a success otherwise whoever was responsible would not have to
do such an elaborate coverup. Now the question remains who is controlling all this, what is the need
for such a coverup, and finally what is the real experiments product to be used for.

[Trina Xenophage]

15-5-2043 10:00 hours

Omegaton Industries
Defense Department
Bureau of Planetary Affairs.

10-5-2043

To: Marco Brenaman Logisitics and Support MACorp LLC
CC: Grady Heineman Lead Sceintist RDI Defense Contractors, Traci Hammond Rockwell Field
Service Manager Omegaton West Developement corp, Harry Tambouro