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Delian Defense League
Episode 2: “Operation AIR”
Location: PBM Headquarters
Year: 3006
Event: WWIII
Greg was walking through the streets of Paris. He remembered all of the cafes and small shops here. He remembered all the children playing in the streets, their mothers yelling their heads off.
But all of that was gone.
It isn’t fun to be alone, Greg thought. I’ve been alone all my life.
But not any more.
Last night, after Greg and his friends re-created the Delian Defense League, Greg and Francesca’s relationship changed drastically: it turned from friendship to love.
That had solidified a fact: as long as he had friends, he was never alone.
Greg shot a glance behind him. Three soldiers had begun to tail him. Or are they? Greg questioned himself. Let us test that.
He was coming upon an alleyway. He ran into it. The soldiers ran after him.
“Halt! Halt or we’ll fire!” shouted a guard, aiming his rifle.
Greg took out his lightsaber and turned around. “Just try to fire and you’ll be sorry” he warned.
The guard fired.
Greg saw the whole thing in slow motion. Accessing the Force, he jumped high into the air. As he went, he unhooked his ascension gun and, without aiming, fired a perfect shot. He swung back and forth on the beam and let go, hitting the guard in the stomach and knocking the other two guard’s guns away.
Unfortunately, when he looked up, he was surrounded by combat commandos. The best of the elite.
The commander stepped forward. “Gregory Henry, you are under arrest for treason, trespassing, joining an underground resistance, stealing weaponry, and attacking armed soldiers. You have the right to remain silent. Anything to say can and will be used against you before the Supreme Court. You have a right to an attorney. If you desire an attorney and cannot afford one, an attorney will be provided free of charge. Do you wish to give up the right to remain silent?”
They had fished snapping the electro-cuffs on him. Greg’s eyes burned with hatred. Someone had blabbed about him. But who? “Yes, yes, yes to everything”.
“The trial will take place in America in three day’s time. You will be tried by the Court of Powers. You have the right to one phone call”
Greg smiled. “At least you give me that”
* * *
Location: PBM Headquarters
“He should’ve been back by now!” Francesca fretted.
“Relax” Marina advised. “He’ll be back. You know that patrol is dangerous. He probably got tangled up with some troops. He’s probably-”
The phone rang. Francesca pounced on it. She paled when she saw when the Caller ID said Paris Jail. He picked it up with trembling fingers. “He-e-llo?” she said nervously.
“It’s me” Greg’s voice replied. Francesca was relieved to hear his voice again. “Now, Francesca, I need you to get everybody out of the room you’re in”
“Nobody’s here”
“Good. Now, I don’t want you to fly off the handle, but I’m in jail right now and I’m going to be taken to America to be tried and probably executed. I need you and the rest of you to bust me out. Do you think you can do that?”
Francesca started to sob. “Yes”
“It’s okay. I’ll be all right. I managed to keep my lightsaber. If you do not come within one day, I’ll break out myself. All right?”
“Yes”
“I’ll love you forever”
“Same here”
The call disconnected. Francesca put the phone down in shock. She turned to the rest of the team, who was standing in the doorway. “Well, what is it?” Marina asked.
Francesca looked at them bleakly. “Greg’s going to get executed in three days. In America. We have to get him out tonight.”
“We can’t” Sophia snapped. “We have to much to do”
Francesca blew then. “MY BOYFRIEND AND YOUR COUSIN IS ABOUT TO DIE! HE SPECIFICALLY ASKED ME TO BUST HIM OUT WITH YOUR HELP! I’LL DO IT ALONE IF I MUST, BUT I’M GOING TO GET HIM OUT OF THERE TONIGHT! THIS IS NOT A QUESTION OF LOVE OR PRIDE, BUT OF CARING AND KINDNESS! ARE WE THE DELIAN DEFENSE LEAGUE, OR ARE WE MICE? ARE WE FRIENDS, OR ARE WE DIVIDED? ARE WE GOING TO HELP HIM, OR ARE WE GOING TO TAKE THE BLAME FOR HIS DEATH?” She looked at the rest of the team hard. “I’m going tonight. Who’s with me?”
Marina and Joe stepped forward. Sophia took out her gun and aimed it at Francesca.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” Francesca yelled.
“Doing what must be done” came the reply.
“Sophia, you’re Greg’s cousin. You can’t do this!”
“Give one reason why I shouldn’t”
“You’re one of us”
“Not good enough”
Francesca looked around. Marina and Joe had sneaked up behind Sophia and were ready to pounce. “You have 5 seconds to put down that blaster. One…two…three…”
Everybody acted at once. Francesca used the Force to jump into the air and grab an ascension gun. Marina and Joe jumped on Sophia, who was busy trying to shoot Francesca. Francesca jumped down and grabbed electro-cuffs. A few seconds later, Sophia was detained.
“That takes care of that” Francesca said. She looked at her friends. “Want to go help Greg?”
“You bet!” Marina said.
“Look out everyone, the DDL is in action!” Joe called out.
Francesca smiled. “Activate Operation AIR: Arrest, Interrogate, Release!”
* * *
Location: Paris Prison
Time: Midnight
It was time.
Greg shakily got up. He had been dreading this moment. The Delian Defense League had not come. He had to get out without back up.
But he was confident.
Greg picked up his lightsaber. Cautiously, he turned it on. The blue blade hummed. He stuck the blade in the door and sliced a hole. Using the Force, he gently put the slab of metal inside his cell.
He stepped out into the dark corridor. Nobody was in sight. Greg quickly walked towards the weapons chamber. They had taken everything except his lightsaber. He had to get them back.
Suddenly, someone jumped on him from above! The shadowy assailant pinned him to the floor. Greg struggled and suddenly stopped. Then he flipped over, throwing off his attacker. The man—or lady—swore.
“Keep quiet”
Greg felt relieved. Marina had come.
The Delian Defense League was in business.
Marina gave him a quick hug and then led him down the corridor. They didn’t speak. They knew silence was imperative.
“You there, halt!” the troops had discovered them.
With only one thing left to do, Marina and Greg activated their lightsabers together. They would have to fight their way out.
Before they could even advance, smoke filled the room and Joe appeared in front of them. He motioned to a hole in the wall. Greg nodded and crawled in.
Within a few minutes, they were outside the building. Greg turned to his friends, about to tell them that his equipment was inside, but Joe pushed a pile of stuff into his arms. “I believe these are yours” he smiled.
After putting everything away, they fled through the night.
Back to base.
* * *
Location: PBM Headquarters
Upon their arrival at Headquarters, Francesca was very emotional. After a COMPLETELY non-verbal hello, the team filled Greg in on what had happened. He was deeply disturbed about Sophia’s mutiny. He went to the detention area to talk to her, but she was not there.
The rest of the team swore that they put her there.
And yet, even with someone standing guard, she had vanished.
“Well, what do we do?” Francesca asked.
Greg looked out the window. He then turned to the other members of the Delian Defense League. “Simple”
His eyes turned red. “We go and find her”