Tales from the Former Universe

47. Rogue Ones

In front of the last rebel sites, UNSC and Interpol officers moved in to extract and put down the rebel efforts once and for all. They encountered unusual technological readings in the surroundings, for they to proceed with bigger caution.

"Surrounding and positioned, all troops are standing, sir," said the Chief Interpol Officer.

"Permission, you have to extract them. The International Court want key figures alive," said the UNSC secretary. "Be careful."

"CONTROL AND DETAIN, A-GO!!" they initiated.

As officers and tactical forces surged into the rebellion site with precision and urgency, expecting a showdown, they were met with a chilling scene of desolation and horror. The once bustling hub of rebellion now lay silent, its corridors echoing with the grim aftermath of a massacre. Bodies of rebels, once defiant and determined, now lay strewn across the floors, their forms contorted in agony. But what was most unsettling was the manner of their demise; each rebel was brutally compromised, mysterious materials interwoven with the carnage, leaving investigators baffled and deeply unsettled. In the eerie stillness, questions hung heavy in the air, as the enigma of their demise loomed large, casting a pall over the once vibrant site of dissent.

"What the?—" the Chief Interpol Officer responded to such brutality. "Sir... something must have happened, no signs of living conditions... compromised, they all are, brutally."

"What?" the UNSC secretary asked. "What happened?"

On the galaxy in the very distance, the endeavor's of rebellion efforts, A YOUNG MAN HAD HIS ENTIRE NECK SNAPPED BY AN TENTACLE'S RAZED HOLD. The woman whom the man saved, was possessed and killed of the soul instantly.

It was uncertain whether their acquaintance set up a trap for them to die, or their efforts were breached. But one matter for certain, escape from Planet Ňusctyatche is the only means of livings. And thousandths of the rebellion died from the overpowered.

In the heart of the conflict between the rebels and the extraterrestrial invaders from Planet Ňusctyatche, a dramatic sequence of events unfolded. A member of one side met a sudden demise, struck down by a powerful surge of electricity. Meanwhile, within the command center of the tower, high-ranking figures exchanged urgent words, their dialogue shrouded in secrecy and gravity.

Amidst the turmoil, a small band of fighters from one faction sought refuge within the labyrinthine corridors of the enemy stronghold. With meticulous planning, they formulated a daring scheme to penetrate the heart of their adversary's territory. Their resolve unwavering, they navigated the perilous terrain, every step fraught with danger.

As the conflict escalated, explosions rent the air, setting off a chain reaction of chaos and destruction. From afar, leaders of one side observed the unfolding events with mounting concern, issuing urgent commands in an attempt to regain control of the situation.

In a stroke of tactical brilliance, the fighters executed a diversionary maneuver, slipping past the enemy's defenses unnoticed. Meanwhile, above the battlefield, reinforcements arrived in the form of a fleet, a beacon of hope for those fighting below. Yet, even as the tide appeared to turn, the dangers of battle remained ever-present, testing the resolve of all involved.

Amidst the chaos, a breakthrough occurred as intercepted transmissions brought news of the fleet's arrival, igniting a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the fighters. The sight of the approaching fleet heralded a turning point in the battle, a moment of respite in the relentless struggle for survival.

In the midst of the ongoing clash between the rebels and the alien invaders, a pivotal moment unfolded. Armed with a rocket launcher, one member of the rebel faction took aim at an imposing enemy walker. Despite the ferocity of the attack, the walker remained steadfast, its resilience showcasing the formidable power of the opposing forces. However, the tide turned swiftly as an unexpected mothership assault swiftly demolished the walker, catching the enemy off guard and sparking jubilant cheers among the rebel ranks.