Adventures of a Drunkard Pilot

Chapter 18: Jailbreak

ARTHUR

"Arthur Pendrake," the Royal Judge asked me, "do you have any last words before you are put to death for crimes against the Alliance?"

"Go fuck yourself," I replied with a grin. I pulled at my chains one last time to test them, but to no avail. I was knelt down, with chains holding my arms out in an upside-down V, and a collar around my neck holding my head down.

"So be it," the Judge replied. He looked to the guard standing next to me. I was in the center of a circular court house, with the judge on his pedestal in front of me and high class citizens and government officials around me in atrium seating. The guard nodded back, and unsheathed a sword from his back. He turned to me, got his stance right, and raised the sword.

I grinned up at my executioner, and at that moment the door exploded in.

MITCHELL

As we kicked the door in, I immediately spotted Arthur, chained down in the center of the room. He was completely naked, save for a loincloth. He also had a crude mechanical leg. And someone standing over him with a sword about to kill him. I put a burst from my SMG through the executioner's chest, and as he was thrown to the side Duncan shot the guard on the other side of Arthur in the head 7 times. I switched targets and took out 3 guards in the stands, and as Duncan did the same i shot the judge in the leg as he tried to run out a door.

"Set!" I shouted to Duncan, running up to Arthur and covering our rear. The crowds finally reacted, screaming and running for the exits.

"Moving," Duncan gruffly said. He walked up to the chained Arthur and with a key he had grabbed off of a guard he unlocked the chains.

"Thanks guys," Arthur said as he got to his feet. I looked at my brother and noticed that he was sickly scrawny, with scars all over his body. His hair had grown out, but had been turned slightly grey.

"O, we have the package," I said into a radio ear piece, "go for retrieval."

"What do you have planned?" Duncan asked as he took off his cloak and wrapped it around Arthur's sickly figure. I noticed that Duncan had his favorite M13 silenced revolvers, an M4, a pair of k-bar combat knives, a sawed off shotgun, and some grenades, all strapped to his body.

I grinned at the 2 of them. "Orbit Fall."

DUNCAN

"Orbit Fall?" I asked Mitch. "How the fuck is that gonna work?" I handed Arthur the pair of P226 pistols i had and some spare mags.

"Just wait," Mitch replied with a sly grin. He listened to someone on his radio, most likely Omega. I kinda missed the little guy. "ETA on Frames is 5 minutes. We just need to hold out."

I looked at Arthur, but he had started walking towards the judge, who was still crawling towards the exit. As he walked up to the prone figure, he reached under my old cloak and brought out a grenade. I felt to where mine were on my left hip, but one was gone. That sticky-fingered bastard. Arthur knelt down by the judge. WIthout saying anything, he grabbed the judge's hands, put the grenade in them, and pulled the pin.

"What the fuck?" I asked as he walked back. The judge was desperately holding the spoon of the grenade down.

"He was the lead 'interrogator' in my questioning," Arthur replied with hatred in his voice.

"Is that so?" Mitch asked. He walked over to the judge, slinging his Vector under his suit jacket. He knelt down by the judge and looked him in the eyes. "What did you do to my brother?"