The Irangel | Prequel Story |

Chapter 5 ~ "The Russians Did It"

Tori had already purchased a high-powered submachine gun, a Heckler & Koch model. She held it in her hand now as she hid the weapon in a glittery black tote bag. Nestled among the weapon and clothing was a small yellow bag of her favorite candy, Krowki Milanowskie Milky Cream Fudge Candy. It was a popular Polish candy well liked in most Slavic countries.

Tori switched out her dirty dress and heels for her secret mission outfit: a short sleeve form-fitting black hooded athletic shirt, slim form-fitting black pants, black heeled boots, and black fingerprint-proof gloves. She changed her makeup, going natural this time. She shook her hair free and put it in a simple ponytail. Lastly, she stuffed some apples and two water bottles into the tote bag next to the candy.

Tori left her house via her father's white Corvette and parked it in the parking garage. She walked the rest of the way to the Aerospace Station Nieznane, intent and focused on her mission. In her tote bag was a folder with notes and documents, photos of the Iredescent woman Tereza Rejkavik, hard copies of the retraced satellite paths, and the secret Iredescent file, the original copy that was stolen from the filing room.

Tori's heeled boots announced her arrival as she strode confidently, heading for the shipyard. Though she could've gone with quieter shoes, Tori liked a dramatic entrance and felt like she could get away with anything. She did a quick assessment of the place before she bridged security, going through the necessary means to get what she wanted.

Ammo was hidden in her boots via a slim carry pouch. Tori held her handgun steady as she went in the building, leaving dead bodies if they didn't comply with her. She had a black ski mask on so nobody would know her identity. Her hands were gloved with certain wicking that prevented fingerprint reading. The only giveaway was the determined set to her body language, her blonde ponytail and slim figure giving away she was a woman, and the dangerous glint in her eyes that warned not to mess with her.

Security guards tried to stop her. A few night shift employees called out, "Hey!" and attempted to call for help, but they all lay dead in the wake of Tori's actions.

After killing anyone that got in her way, Tori went directly for the hold area where they repaired ships. Going over to the side and climbing up the black stair railing that led to the roof, Tori pressed a button on a device that allowed the roof to open as she climbed.

On top of the roof, Tori surveyed the area while security alarms went off below. She briefly admired the glittery starry night sky while selecting the ship she intended to steal.

Before she approached the one called Supremacy, Tori reached into her tote bag and pulled out a can of graffiti spray. She went over to the wall and spray-painted a graffiti message saying: Rosjanie to zrobili. It was Polish for: The Russians did it. The pronunciation was Roh-see-yah-nih toh zrohb eeli.

Tossing the can to the side, Tori stepped back to look at her work, nodding in satisfaction. She walked back to the ship, slinging her tote bag over one shoulder, as she pressed the button on the side.

The ship's entrance door opened. Tori stepped inside, marveling at the excitement of being inside a real spaceship for the first time in her life. Before she could let the excitement get to her, Tori quickly shut the entrance door and locked the ship.

Placing her tote bag on the floor, Tori's heart started beating rapidly as she pressed the takeoff button. Strapping herself in the pilot's seat, Tori turned on the screen and began setting a course for planet Iredescent, using the flight path she had mapped out.

Sensations flooded her as emotions struggled not to burst. The thrill of going into outer space nearly set Tori in overdrive, but she waited until she was in space before exclaiming in joy. I did it, Tori thought, feeling exhilarated. I actually did it. Soon I'll see planet Iredescent with my own eyes.

A sight that would change history for both humankind and Iredescentkind.

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Back at the Aerospace Station Nieznane, people were startled by footage of a blonde intruder successfully stealing one of the ships. Seeing the graffiti message, they contacted the Russian space center, sending both the image and the footage to the Russians.

"Nie po to by obwiniać, ale czy ktoś z was to zrobił?" they asked, not knowing who could have done it.

It was Polish for: Not to place any blames, but did one of your own do this? The pronunciation was: Neh poh toh bih obveenyaht, ah-leh cheh ktohs z wahs toh zroh-bill.

The Russians looked at the footage on the screen, saw the graffiti message, and complained, saying, "Почему нас всегда обвиняют в том, что мы невиновны?" I

t was Russian for: Why are we always getting blamed for something we're innocent of?

The pronunciation was: Poh-cheh-moo nahs vseh-gda obveenya-you-t v tohm, chtoh mih neh-veen-ohvneem-ih.

"Ну, нас всегда изображают как плохих парней в кино," said one of the guys, clearly not helping the situation.

It was Russian for: Well, we're always portrayed as the bad guys in movies.

The pronunciation was Nu, nahs vseh-gda iz-oh-brah-zhah-you-t kahk ploh-heeh par-neem v kino.

The other guy groaned, murmuring, "Большое спасибо, Голливуд."

It was Russian for: Thanks a lot, Hollywood.

The pronunciation was: Bol-shoi spah-see-boh, Hoh-lee-wu-d.

Meanwhile the true perpetrator was light years away on the stolen spaceship, heading for the alien planet called Iredescent.

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Music:

"Angel's Arms"
by Fatal Error

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