VC Chapter 32-The Vice President

Sector 1200

Planet 1201

January 25, 2052

“This is your place for now.” Parks grabbed a bundle of blankets as she showed Charlie a small room with a bed.

“Sarah, I know we haven't seen each other for a while, but I must return to my people.” Charlie expressed his gratitude as Parks placed the blankets on the bed.

“That is beyond my control now. VP Rumblelow will be seeing you shortly. I'm just trying to make your stay pleasant compared to the other captives.” Parks walked to the door.

Vorzer stood at the doorway with his arms crossed displaying a cool composure as Parks stood beside him.

“Rumblelow will be here in thirty minutes.” Vorzer chimed in.

“I'm not going anywhere.” Charlie looked at his room and sat on his bed.

Parks hit an access panel and the door slid shut as two soldiers walked over to stand guard. Vorzer and Parks walked down the corridor and towards the mess hall. The walk was silent when Vorzer stopped in his tracks and looked at Parks.

“Ok, it's been bugging me now. Who is this Charlie Chu?” Vorzer eyed intently.

“A guy I used to know back on Earth.” Parks replied.

“Should I be concerned?” Vorzer raised his eyebrow.

“No. No you should not. Wait...wait...are you intimidated by him?” Parks laughed lightly.

“Of course not. I can beat his ass anytime.” Vorzer cracked his knuckles.

“Macho man huh.” Parks shook her head and continued to walk.

The two officers entered the mess hall and saw a couple of officers and soldiers drinking beer and socializing.

“Oh, look at that chick! I'll get some of that.” a young Lieutenant Commander whispered to his buddies.

“What did you say punk?” Vorzer overheard the conversation and pushed the young man away from his friends.

“Nothing Commander...Vorzer.” the man replied with a small grin as he took a sip of his drink.

“Good.” Vorzer shoved the man out of his way.

“What a dick.” the man muttered under his breath.

Vorzer was waiting for the man to insult him to give him reason to smack him around. He quickly turned and threw a punch to the man's jaw. The man collapsed to the ground passed out and was going to get another pummel when Parks grabbed his arm.

“Vorzer, don't.” Parks replied as she saw a chubby middle-aged Caucasian man with decorated medals standing at the door accompanied by four Captains.

“Vice President Rumblelow on deck!” one Captain announced.

Vorzer and the remaining soldiers jumped to attention staring blindly forward as Rumblelow made his appearance in the room.

“Where is this Charlie of NB?” Rumblelow spoke in a deep voice as he looked at Parks with hands behind his back.

“Detention cell block two, sir.” Parks replied.

 “Take me to him at once.” Rumblelow demanded.