Chapter Three
Capper Central. June 28, 2005
In the following two weeks, the Cappers stepped up their
recruitment and training of new Cappers to fight the Kortac. They realized that
they weren't going to get any help from the world governments, because they were
too busy fighting wars of their own against their neighbors to care about the
real enemy, the Kortac.
"Hey Buck," RIZZZ said, "what do you suppose Tolstoy has been
doing in there with Hobbes all this time? I mean, don't you think he should be
out here helping us formulate plans of attack? We wouldn't even be here if it
weren't for him."
"Yeah. I don't have any idea what he's up to. But I think we
have done a damn fine job! I mean, look what we've accomplished. We took out
three of their heavy dimensional cruisers, stopped two coup attempts on their
part to take over the US government, plus offed about 150 of them! Not bad for
two week's work."
"And the important thig is that we haven't lost anyone else.
Scouty has become a martyr. Everyone wants to get the Kortac for her. I wish we
wouldn't have lost her, but..." RIZZZ said, his voice trailing off.
Just then Tolstoy emerged from the control room, where he had
spent most of the past two weeks consulting with Hobbes. "Ah! Buck. RIZZZ. Do me
a favor and call the other leaders up to the control room. Hobbes and I have
discovered the most fascinating thing. I think that you should all hear it."
With that, he turned around and walked back into the room.
"Strange old bird..." Buck muttered as he went over to a comm
link to call the other leaders to the control room.
After a few minutes, the leaders had arrived, and they all
walked in to the control room and sat at the table, waiting for Tolstoy to get
done consulting with Hobbes one last time.
"Good. You're all here," he said after re-entering the room,
and took a seat at the head of the table. "Now as you all know, all over the
world, everyone has gone mad. They're making war against their neighbors, people
they have lived next to in peace for years, decades or even centuries. Yet,
there is something that has been puzzling me. That's what Hobbes and I have been
discussing for the past two weeks. Anybody care to make a guess what I'm talking
about?" He looked patiently around the room to see if anybody could guess what
it was he was referring to.
"The Cappers!" anime exclaimed, realizing what it was Tolstoy
was referring to. "Everyone else in the world has gone nuts. Everyone except the
Cappers. That's it, isn't it? Someone get me a gold star." She sat back in her
chair with a victorious look on her face.
"Exactly," Tolstoy said. "Now, the reason for this is still
up in the air. There has to be some connection, but we haven't figured it out.
It's narrowed down to three possibilities, however. One: the unique sense of
humor it takes to be a Capper. Two: the family type atmosphere that surrounds
you. And three..."
"Three times a lady..." Gray Zombie interrupted, causing an
outburst of laughter from the group at the table. A much needed laugh.
Tolstoy waited patiently while they regaind their composure.
"Three: some chemical inbalance in the the brain that all cappers share. I'm
partial to the third one, myself." This brought another round of laughter from
the group.
"So what are you trying to tell us," BuckFifty finally said,
"is that a bunch of mental patients are what the world needs to save it?"
"No. If we can isolate what the cause of this anomolous
behavior is, we might be able to use it to help stem the tide of the madness
that has gripped this planet. And then it won't just be the Cappers against the
Kortac. We can get the whole planet involved. But until that happens, it's just
us."
Kortac Command Center
"Sir, everything is going as planned. All the Earth people
are fighting and killing each other. Soon, we will have total control over this
planet! And your name, Martac the Magnificent, shall be heralded throughout the
Kortac Empire!"
Martac waved his hand dismissively at the lieutenant who had
just spoken. "None of this will matter if we do not defeat the Cappers. We had
them on the run, and then, out of the blue, they start defeating us again. What
is it about them that causes them not to fall prey to the madness that has
enveloped everyone else?" He looked at the Kortac standing in front of him.
"WELL? What is it?"
"I... I don't know, sir. Perhaps it is..." he started, only
to be punched hard in the chest by a very suddenly angry Martac.
"I... DON'T... WANT... GUESSES..." he said hotly.
The lieutenant took a step back to catch his breath. After
catching his breath, he backed slowly out of the room, leaving the fuming Martac
to his thoughts.
Capper Central, later that same day
"How are the new Capper recruits looking, Moon Queen?" Gray
Zombie asked, entering the briefing room. He walked over and sat down in the
empty chair next to her.
"Here, see for yourself," she said, pushing the laptop over
to him. "There are a bunch of good, I mean really good Cappers that just
came on board. JoeCrow, for one. He was a cop, so he'll be of tremendous help to
us in organizing. And 144b got a hold of The Enigma and Amon, and they are both
on their way here. He's still looking for keogh, though."
"You know," Gray said, "it's a good thing that there aren't
all these wars going on in the US. At least we still have internet access, so it
makes it easy to communicate with Cappers across the country. Sure, we got mini
wars going on, but they have always been there, so it's not that big a thing. I
just hope that it stays that way until we can get these Kortac goons outta
here."
"What about the Council, Gray? Even if... I mean when
we defeat the Kortac, without the White on the Council, all the problems will
still be here."
"Yeah, I know..." he said, getting up to leave. "It's too
much for me to think of right now. We've got to focus on one problem at a time.
If we overextend ourselves, we won't be doing anybody any good."
"Yeah, you're right," she said, pulling the laptop back over
to her. "Look, go get some rest. You haven't had a decent night's sleep in two
weeks. You're gonna burn yourself out. And then you won't be doing
anybody any good." She smiled after him as he left the room.
In the control room, animebabe, RIZZZ and Tolstoy were
sitting at the table talking, with Hobbes listening in and offering observations
and suggestions where needed.
"So," Tolstoy asked, "how many Cappers do we have signed up?"
"Well over 200," RIZZZ offered.
"218, to be exact," Hobbes corrected.
"218 and a half if you count DeadlyRinger," laughed anime.
"That's not too bad. Not too bad at all. It's still well
short of the hundreds of thousands of Kortac warriors, but that is a good
amount," Tolstoy said, scratching his chin.
"Yeah, Mr. Doom and Gloom," anime said. "And we have them
spread out all over the US, with some overseas. I don't know if it's just pure
coincidence that most of the Kortac activity is going on here or if it's just
dumb luck, but it sure saves on the teleporter batteries. With Cappers spread
across the US, we almost always have all the Kortac activity covered."
Suddenly, an alarm was heard throughoutt Capper Central.
"Hobbes. What's going on?" Tolstoy said, leaping to his feet.
The Kortac, they have discovered the temporal rift that we
have been hiding in. There are five heavy dimensional cruisers on their way
toward us. I estimate arrival in twenty seconds."
"RIZZZ! anime! Where is a good place to hide to avoid
detection on Earth?"
"Umm..." anime stammered.
"Zombie Swamp! If this thing can hop dimensions, it should be
able to hide in Zombie Swamp in a different dimension, right? Hardly anyone
knows how to get in there safely. That's got to be the place!"
"Hobbes, teleport us there, now!" Tolstoy shouted above the
alarm.
"Preparing temporal jump. Jump in three, two, one. Temporal
jump now."
Just as Capper Central teleported out, one of the Kortac
dimensional cruisers got a shot off that rocked the Cappers' command base.
Hobbes managed to hold it together, and they safely made the jump to Zombie
Swamp. But when they arrived in their current dimension, Hobbes reported the bad
news.
"That was the last teleport for Capper Central. The
dimensional drives and interdimensional communications have been damaged beyond
repair. There is no way to get the needed repair items in this dimension, and no
way to get a hold of anyone to send us the needed items. We're stranded in this
dimension."
"And if the Kortac discover us..."
"If they discover us, we're dead," anime said, finishing
Toltoys thought.
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