Zebeneschamali, Lyran Alliance
2, January, 3065
All she could feel at that time was fear, and the pungent chill of loss.
"We have no time, Leah!" Her bodyguard yelled. The crowd around them was getting thicker, and bruises from being tossed around marked their skins. Behind them, a few militia soldiers ran trough the mass of scared people, clearly searching for someone. Their raised weapons were like omens of a terrible future. Looking like someone who, somehow, felt to have failed his duty, the bodyguard turned again at her. "Just run!"
He put a piece paper in her trembling hands and pushed her away from him.
Leah never had the time to even say a word. An electric shriek echoed over the snowy plains as a jolt of man-made lightning slammed into the side of one of the UrbanMechs.
There was a moment of odd respite, as everyone tried to understand what had just happened. And then the mob snapped, as the accelerated protons of a particle projection cannon crashed again against their target. All those people tried to run away from the battle as fast as they could, and screaming as loud as their lungs allowed them.
The firing squad facing Leah turned around, as the individual soldiers tried to find anything to fire at. They opened their mouths a
She was still in the same place when a Sergeant of the unknown attackers approached her and offered his hand to help. Leah look at his face, but didn't see disdain, nor pity, only cold professionalism. Around them, more soldiers moved to create a security perimeter. All hope of getting away through her own means vanished in that instant.
"I'm First-Sergeant Richard Zacuto, if you want to know." The man said, as she kept silent and still.
"Do Do you want to kill me?" Leah managed to say.
"Of course! We would kill a whole bunch of people so we could carry you away, and then kill you too!"
The sarcasm on his voice
"Ah, thank you so much, Captain Cassini, for bringing 'Frau' Leah von Vossland to my humble propriety, safe and sound." Moving like someone who saw himself like the most important person in the universe, Count von Struve stalked across his office, to kiss Leah's hand. "You look lovely in that dress. How did you pass unnoticed ?"
"This dress was borrowed by the loveable personal of the Amazing Grays, my Count. And I didn't pass unnoticed. In fact, you must thank these mercenaries for saving me in the brink of time."
The Count nodded in comprehension. He turned to the mercenary leader, who was escorting Leah, and looked quite eleg
So Luca wouldn't be the last one dying for her.
Leah started to feel that her life was made over the broken bodies of others.
She was thinking about that when she went to the mercenary's quarters. It seemed there was some kind of party going on inside, with lots of noise and laughter. She stood still, for a moment, in front of the main door. Leah inhaled the cold air of the night, as she looked around. The hangar doors were almost closed, but she could notice a lot of activity inside. When the guard escorting her, a House Hartmann employee, not a mercenary, cleared his throat she remembered what she came there to do.
Zebeneschamali, Lyran Alliance
5, January, 3065
The disaster started to unfold as the convoy was half-way across the valley.
Leah understood why her uncle wanted to go through there. The rough terrain would force the militia, badly trained and equipped, to commit only a small force in any ambush they might have planned. Going through the plains around the valley would expose the convoy to a greater array of treats. Still, it was a terrible place to fight.
Nonetheless, the somewhat uneventful half of the trip made her hope that nothing would happen, and they would reach Le Carré's dropship safe and sound.
A deafening autocannon hail echoed over the landing pad. The bullet impacts were like explosions, blasting chunks of ferrocrete into the air, and shattering human flesh and bones into disorderly pulp. As the volley dissipated, the screams of people and the clicking of overheated metal started to become audible.
Leah looked up, amazed at still being alive. What she saw gave her a shock.
The squat UrbanMech towered over the starport, its autocannon still steamy from the hail. It looked like an animated scrap yard, though. The hull still had a few horrible gashes, were there was no time to add new armor plates, and the cockpit was hang
"Do you have any idea about what happened, back there?"
They were back at von Strude's villa, now eerily empty. The command staff of the Amazing Grays accompanied Leah to her uncle's office, and stared at her as she made that question.
"We caught a few radio transmissions during the battle and on our way here." Cassini said, after a moment of silence. "For what we may guess, I believe Barroso made a better proposal to Le Carré, a more fitting alliance. He might have added the destruction of House Hartmann as a part of the deal."
The young woman sat over an old wooden chair, incredulous. Doctor Lucy Pacheco approached her, to