Sector
2200
Planet
2215
November
25, 2052
Jake
sat on his bed inside his new ship quarters contemplating his battle
loss. He was sure that he had won initially, but somehow lost in the
end. Perhaps he didn't expect the NB forces to become suicidal with
their ships.
“Sir,
the council has requested your presence.” an officer knocked on
Jake's door.
“Tell
them not now.” Jake waved him off.
“They
said now. They are waiting on comms two.” the officer replied.
“Leave.”
Jake walked to his desk and activated the communications.
The
officer nodded and hurried off leaving Jake alone with a panel of
officers hidden in the shadows.
“Jake
Cornthwaite.” the centre figure spoke in a feminine voice.
“Yes
madam?” Jake crossed his arms.
“Your
stunning defeat has rippled through the ranks of CMD. It is
unacceptable.” the female spoke.
“I
had them. I didn't know they were going to kamikaze our fleets.”
Jake replied in protest.
“Unacceptable!”
another figure spoke in a deep booming voice.
“They
had help.” Jake quickly responded.
“And
your ships outnumbered theirs. That is no excuse.” the female
spoke.
“What
do you want? I did so much for CMD and one battle loss you lose it?”
Jake angrily responded.
“Doesn't
matter. The council has made its decision.” the female spoke.
“What?
You going to kick me out now? Good luck finding a replacement.”
Jake cursed.
“You
are hereby relieved of command and removed from any affiliation from
CMD.” the female pointed at Jake.
“Whatever,
I'm done with you guys.” Jake smashed his desk shutting the comms.
Jake
sat on his chair and realized that two soldiers stood at the doorway
with their weapons aimed.
“Come
on...really?” Jake held his hands up in frustration.
“Council's
order Jake. Pack your stuff and get ready to go.” the soldier waved
his gun.
“Go
where? I have no ship.” Jake stood up and grabbed his bags
underneath his bed.
“The
Council has provided you a Harrier frigate for your own journeys as a
parting gift.” the soldier replied.
“A
Harrier? The cheapest ship as a gift after all that I've done for
CMD?” Jake shook his head in disbelief as he stuffed some personal
items from his desk into his bag.
“It
could have been worse.” the other soldier suggested.
“Hurry
up. We haven't got all day.” the soldier nudged Jake with his gun.
“Alright,
alright off we go.” Jake slung the bag over his shoulder and took
one last glance at his quarters before being escorted to his ship.
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