Chapter 17 – Conspiracy

Suddenly the lights came on and I could see numerous soldiers aiming their guns at me. They wore the same dark red uniforms as the two dead guys I’ve seen earlier in the chamber with lava tanks.
After about half minute of looking around I finally spotted 3 guys in the middle who began approaching me. One looked a bit familiar. In fact two were kind of familiar. Or to be honest my instincts kept on telling me as if I knew them all. When they got very close to me together with a few of their bodyguards the main one spoke:
- “Let’s speak. Put down your weapon.”
- “Why?” I asked.
- “There’s no point to fight back.” He answered.
I looked around once again and then thought that I was heavily outnumbered so put down all of my weapons.
- “Who are you?” I asked.
- “My name is Chuck.” The main guy spoke, “These here are Jake and Troy…”
- “Jake? The best current V.E.N.U.S. member Jake?” I couldn’t believe it.
- “Yes my friend. And I believe you also met Troy - my thieving infiltrator. We are the UFR.”
- “You are the Unidentified Flying Retards?” I mocked.
- “Very funny Mr Rocker. Actually we are the United Force of Revolution. I believe you work for V.E.N.U.S.” Chuck said.
- “Hey, how do you know my name?” I got very interested.
- “Well I know much more about you and V.E.N.U.S. than you think.” Chuck began when I interrupted him:
- “I knew that someone linked to V.E.N.U.S. was behind all this.” I got angry.
- “I am not your enemy, Mr Rocker. I used to work for V.E.N.U.S. In fact I worked together with your dad. He only worked with us for a week or so but he was a good soldier.”
- “Is that why you killed him?” I got even angrier and took out my dad’s diary to show him.
- “I didn’t kill him. It was my boss – Bakk. He sent your dad and a few other excellent soldiers on a suicide mission. He wanted to get rid of anyone who could oppose him.” Chuck said.
- “Who is Bakk?” I asked.
- “He used to be one of V.E.N.U.S. commanders and I was his favourite because I always followed orders. He had a great idea, a great plan to make Venus a good home for humans. However the government did not approve of his idea and so he took over these labs and kept all the researches here secret.” Chuck was saying.
- “Like project ‘The Great Survivor’?!” I mentioned with anger.
- “You know more than I thought. Where did you hear that name?” Chuck was astonished.
- “It’s none of your concern.” I replied.
Chuck laughed here and then continued:
- “Well then you understand why Bakk started it.”
- “No I don’t.” I said sternly, “I don’t see anything good of doing experiments on poor humans and turning them into those beasts.”
- “Those were simply failed experiments. With every great discovery come casualties, with every win there’s loss.” Chuck began justifying.
- “So? Did that get you anywhere? No.” I said.
- “We’re still working on it. I am willing to continue the work Bakk started back in his days. Don’t you understand?! Humans will be able to breathe in carbon dioxide. Humans will be able to withstand high temperature and pressure. We will be able to walk outside without having to wear crufacles and there won’t be a need for those domes that make you feel like you’re in prison! We will be able to turn this planet into a home!”
- “You and Bakk are crazy.” I commented, “You’re trying to turn humans into Gods.”
- “So you’re not willing to help us then, Mr Rocker?” Chuck asked.
- “No way in hell!” I denied, “You can take your silly research, grab all your Unidentified Flying Retards and just blast yourselves off into the centre of the Sun, but leave the poor and innocent humans alone.”
- “As you wish.” Chuck said, “Jake, take Mr Rocker and place him into a torture room.”
- “Yes sir.” Jake began.
At this moment an alarm went off.
- “What now?!” Chuck got infuriated.
After a little while he received a call from one of his men:
- “Boss, there’s been a breach. We’ve got a hoard of Maliffs and Nixes.”
- “Can’t you take care of them?!” Chuck spoke into the radio.
- “No sir, they took care of the cameras and turrets by one of the entrances. We need a few men to defend the perimeter.”
- “Well is our creature repellent on?” Chuck asked angrily.
- “It’s set on low.” The answer came.
- “What kind of retard sets a creature repellent on low?!” Chuck got even angrier.
- “Sir we need some back up here!”
- “Fine, fine!” Chuck said, “Now…”
He was about to say something but here I quickly picked up my pistol, shot at the vent nearby and sprinted towards it.
- “Take him down!” Chuck shouted.
I quickly dived into the vent before anyone could even open fire and as soon as I did I could hear numerous bullets hitting the metal wall and floor. I began crawling through the dark vent, hoping for it to take me somewhere where I can refresh the attack.