This story uses plot lines and text directly linked to http://forum.techhaven.org/viewtopic.php?t=2727, a story created by Pantho. All rights to these pieces of text belong to Pantho, I have requested permission to use them but not had a reply yet – if permission is denied this chapter may be removed in the future.
Chapter 13: The Big Yellow Ball
Brammers had called a meeting. While I had been in the past for a few weeks, I had returned to the future at the exact time and date I had left. For all intents and purposes I had never left. I met up with Brammers in one of Phoenix’s apartments in Tech Haven sector 1; the apartment had trophies are various shapes, sizes and value, with a table in the middle for meetings. We were discussing the on going relations with the city Tokyo II and its inhabitants; the Tokians. Brammers had a lot of friends, acquaintances, and contacts – that he developed over the years. One of these contacts was the leader of a secret society of City Mercenaries, calling themselves BYB – The protectors of the big yellow ball. I had heard of these people in the past but had never paid any significant attention. However, their leader was coming to this meeting with urgent news that Brammers thought I should be privileged to.
Along with various section 2 members, the leader of BYB known as ‘Pantho’ arrived and the meeting got underway.
“…it turned out that during a discussion I was having with Brammers, regarding the usage of our services for some mercenary work – well… In all honesty I needed to know all of the facts regarding your little project. We were originally going to be contracted to help you test your time machine. I was also let in on some information regarding Phoenix’s personal arrangement with the city of Tokyo II. I uh…”
He drifted off into silence for a second, as though he was thinking which words to use in which order. In the end he gave up, sighed, and pulled out a data cube.
“I think you ought to see this.” He handed me the data cube, I gave it a quick once over.
“It’s a data cube…”
“I know it’s a data cube, it’s not the data cube I want you to see. It’s the contents of the data cube.”
I plugged the cube into my wireless terminal to Nebuchadnezzar. It decoded the information and relayed it back. The message and video it contained was very disturbing.
“To all who read this,” my wireless echoed, “I am a traveler from Tokyo II, I feel I must warn you of an appending doom.”
“These documents are proof that Tokyo II is still alive and that they truly are living in peace and harmony, but there is a grave secret behind the peace.”
A variety of documents and other media began to load.
“Throughout these documents you will find a video of a room in the centre of a church; it is glowing like God himself had set it on fire. In the centre of this room a - Big Yellow Ball is floating; bobbing up and down in a constant flawless motion. “
What followed on this tape was simply more amazing than the ball itself; there were monks, dozens of monks, hurling GenTanks into this yellow ball. Every two days, like clockwork, they would throw another one in. The text documents stated that this is how Tokyo II sustains its power and feeds their wonderful world... by sacrificing Genetically Enhanced Tanks into the "Big Yellow Ball".
“The inhabitants of Tokyo II know that they are not able to maintain high populations of their fair city if they are to continue sacrificing it's citizens,” it continued, “After much research they discovered if they could find another Big Yellow Ball they could place it inside there own, causing the Big Yellow Ball to be increase its power more than tenfold. For as long as they all lived they believed this would not only give their ball enough power to survive indefinitely, but it could also spread the peace and fresh air to the western world as well.”
There was silence around the table. Pantho gestured to continue the message; “After much more reading the inhabitants of Tokyo II discovered that they would need to take this Big Yellow Ball by force, that the ancient monks in the Ceres war had placed another Big Yellow Ball inside Military Base, and hired the leaders of The City Mercs to protect this ball, to hide it, and even sacrifice their life for this ball.”
“There is far more information on that cube but I’ll let you go through it at your own steady pace,” Pantho informed us. “So now you see why I was alarmed. You’re allied to a culture of people that sacrifice their own; they’re a desperate people which is why they’re trying to close this deal for peace as quickly as possible. Once they have access to our cities they will come and go as they please. People will start disappearing. If they get access to the Big Yellow Ball we’re guarding in the deepest darkest depths of the Military Base, they’ll inevitably end up destroying the whole of mankind. Or at least what remains of it.”
“We have to take action. They’ve got far superior firepower on the ground in comparison to what we have, but we have our superiority,” said Brammers.
“This Ion weapon you were talking about?” said Pantho.
“Wait! WAIT!” I screamed, “We can’t just go on a killing spree because of a data cube from God knows how long ago. We’ve met these people, they seem friendly. I don’t see any reason at this stage in time to change that.”
“The best way to deal with this would be to confront them with the facts, if they don’t give a satisfactory answer; we terminate all communication with them.” Lifewaster – one of the section 2 directors - had made an appearance for the first time in quite a while.
“That wouldn’t work; they’ve got far greater technology than we do. If you remember my report, in the previous future they just appeared outside of Jeriko and destroyed the entire fortress in seconds.”
“I’ve read your report, you stopped them that time, there is nothing stopping you from doing it again. At the moment we’re sharing technologies with each other, while we’re learning a lot from them – they have more to gain from us. If we confront them now and get an answer out of them it could save us a lot of problems in the future. Even if they decide to attack us, this time we’ll be ready.”