The Day of Mockingbird

Chapter 1

In a circular room, which looked more like the underbelly of a rundown bomb shelter, a group of dark clad figures were in a heated discussion.

"Greed! You know we can't just sit back and let this happen!" Proclaimed one of the young bucks standing in front of the desk centralized in the room.

"The Royal family has been captured and the Citizens are terrified and tortured daily. Not to mention the few who decided to take advantage of the chaos and put more Citizens in danger!" 

The one standing to his left interjected with a reply of his own, "How do you propose to weasel through four legions of ACERS, two squadrons of ELITE ACERS, and then take out Doveless? Answer me that Kain!"

"So you'd let four million innocent people become slaves to some clone-copy alien bastards and let the Royal family become prisoners of some sadistic overlord? I wouldn't be surprised if you were an ACERS b***h!" Kain retaliated.

"You lousy son-of-a-bit---"

"That's enough!" The order came from the figure sitting behind the desk. Complete authority etched in every line of the man's being.

"Kain. Chris. We will discuss this later. You are dismissed."

The tension seemed to follow the two as they left the room. Another figure made his presence known by changing position from lounging casually on the only couch in the room to leaning his elbows onto his knees, pulling him closer without having to get up.

"Do you plan to make the extraction?" He asked Greed.

After a moment of silence, Greed unfolded from his chair behind the desk and looked at the man. 

"We cannot leave the Royal family there Jovich. The Capital can wait."

"And the other Citizens?" asked Jovich.

"We will get as many out as possible, but our main objective is liberating the Royal family."

"Affirmative. I will inform the others." Jovich vacated the couch and left the room.

A figure moved in the shadows behind the desk, where there had seemed to be no room, and approached Greed. 

"They're dead. The king and queen were killed in the struggle. Only the three heirs remain. My informants report that there is a suspicion that only two are actually alive. Which two is unknown." Responded the shadowed figure.

"Wrath. You are my closest friend and most trusted comrade. One of the best fighters I have ever been honored to fight alongside. You're the only one I can rely on to get in the compound, grab the heirs and get out. I can't ask you to do this---"

"Shut-up Greed. You talk too much. Of course I'll go. Hell...I would kill for a good adrenaline rush right now. Perfect opportunity, might as well take it. But won't that put us in danger? Doveless will come looking for the heirs."

"That's what I fully intend." Greed responded with a dark smile.

"I'm confused..."

"I know. Just trust me. I have this planned out perfectly."

Outside the compound, sitting from the branches of a huge old oak, her legs swinging, the doll-like girl listened to the conversation intently, a pensive look drawn on her face.

"I know that look! You're planning on screwing around with his plans aren't you?!" said the boy from the ground.

"You insult me. I would never do such a thing. I just intend on pushing fate along a little faster than expected. It's bound to happen anyways. I just decided to make it happen before the boy is old and ugly and smelly like that mean old grump."

"I hope you don't mean my mother." he said acidly

"How could you think such a thing like that? Would I be so cruel? Oh wait...don't answer that." She floated down to stand beside him. "Come on, I want to make sure everyone is in their correct positions." She started to walk away from the tree, with her Consort following.

"You know your brother is going to hate you even more for interfering like this." She turned abruptly with anger and power in her eyes.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!! Do you really think I'm going to let that little selfish brat destroy this planet?! MY little planet?! At least I'm kind to the people of this world! He's going to treat them like slaves! He's going to use up this world then he's going to toss it aside like every other world he's occupied! I will not tolerate him stealing away the last thing I have that belonged to my parents! I won't let him destroy it!" Crystal tears rolled down her cheeks, as her Consort pulled her into his arms.

"It's alright, love. I won't stop you. I hope these mortals you have chosen will help you regain your throne my pretty little Mockingbird." Mockingbird hugged him back tightly and let him go, her tears turned to solid crystals on the ground. 

"They will. Come we have much to do."

"Yes, milady." They both disappeared.