Intergalactic Warriors: An interlock

NEVER LEAD ME ASTRAY.

Ironclaws already knew about the arrest and detention of Ex-machina, but he wasnt here for that only. If he wanted to assasinate the cyborg it was a easy job made swift. His order from Firemetal was to locate the camp of the Patrols and not yet kill Ex-machina. He had already informed Firemetal of what has befallen Ex-machina and his camp, and Firemetal had told him that he would personally give Base Q33 a surprising visiting; whatever that means Ironclaws doesn't care but for sure a surprising visit in most case means a fight. He looked at Titan for a moment.

" Where are the diamonds?" He asked the man.

" Well diamonds are kept in stalls and one the stalls are been handled by Jagsaw when the space trades sums up we sell it and everyone in the camp gets a share" Titan bluntly told him.

Spacetrade Ironclaws has heard about it, it was an interplanetary business.

Hearing that and conscious that someone might come in through. Ironclaws went aback towards and in one second sprinted instantly out of the tent. Titan exhaled.

He went outside and couldn't find Ironclaws.

"Damn beetle" he groaned.

***

It was the moment to address the camp about what was the next step to take now that X-machina has been detained and was to face the parliamentary court. All the patrols had gathered tonight to hear what Titan has to say, X-machina never had a second-in charge and he preferred not to. So Jagsaw and Hans had convinced Titan to atleast address the patrols as Sleek who if he was alive would be the new leader.

" My dear fellow campers and honourable patrols, " Titan began." We all have seen what the megmans had done to X-machina our leader"

"We need to fight back"someone interrupted from the crowd.

"This can't be happening" another said.

" I know " Titan waved at the patrols. " but X-machina brought this on himself. He was a mean and selfish fellow"

The patrols kept quiet.

" he sells everything from the stone profit and keeps a large sum for himself" Titan continued." And that's a wicked way to rule you all must agree"

Some of the patrols were now more attentive and quiet, they all had a bad share of their horrible experience being under the cyborg rule. Now that he was gone they though;not trying to admit, feel relieved that he was not with them. Titan knew this and knew of the time they had to suffer so many ordeals.

" Now a new leadership must begin.." he was encouraged by their silent." We need chief patrol for our new start"

" Well I suggest you make me your new chief patrol" Hans said, he was among the patrols and walking towards the stage where Titan was." I mean do you think there was any body that could handle the job better than Titan."

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"I suggest that Hans" Titan grinned at Hans with seriousness in his pitch. " You let the campers decide. Is not for me and you to say who rules this horde"

Hans felt a bit embarrassed, he then turned to the patrols.

" Well let's do what Titan says" he laughed.

The vote began.

An old patrol named willie was the one who conducted as an electorate spokesman.

"If you want Hans and feel that has Hans" the old man began." ... has to be the new Chief please signify by raising hand up"

Out of the one hundred and forty-four patrols. Fourth hands was counted. (The counting was done by Jagsaw a few men)

"And if you feel that Titan is capable of the leadership of the patrols please now is the time to show convictionn" this words felt more soothing and convincing that Hans took a quick glance at the old man,"WHAT WAS HE REALLY THINK HE WAS DOING HUH. MAKING IT LOOK LIKE HE WASNT GOOD ENOUGH BY HIS CHOICE OF WORDS". Many of the campers rose their hands. And a number of one hundred and four was recorded. Titan won.

It was a merry night, that one wouldn't believe that this same people lost some of their owns just a few days ago. Something about the patrol was that they can quickly forget whatever ugly past they had, not that they won't respect the lost, but they had known that their is nothing they could do about it. In the desert patrol, there were no women, and no children either. It was men and a few bots. And everyone cooperated with the time calls for it. But they all meant business. Hans on the other hand was happy of this new development, he couldn't stand Titan new achievement, if at all being Chief patrol was an achievement as being on a planet alltnnnd stealing it Stones was criminal altogether refugees or not, but Resmore was also known as the hideout of people banished from their planet.

Food was served, wine drunk. Then Titan stood up with a cup in his hand.

" Tonight we must also remember our brothers who are no longer with us, albeit we don't normally do this under X-machina but, I say" Titan was already feeling tipsy." We remember our brothers and all their sacrifices within this war-rampaged planet. And we say that they fare well in the afterlife"

" IN THE AFTERLIFE" all the patrols rose their cups.

" please let's make merry"

Some of the patrols played the lyres, others with their saxophones. And they all sang 'O WAR COUNTRY ZONE'

"Look at them feeling merry already" Ironclaws was far in the hills looking a and the bright campfire light on the other side. "They don't know what must be coming, Now that Firemetal knows that X-machina is no more" he thought for a second or two and then jumped into the mist.

***

Hans was not happy with the whole stuff. And evil plots has aroused his minds against Titan. He knew he needs a few of the patrols on his side to execute the plan. And he has just plotted it all out.