Walking With Giants (Completed)

Introduction

Ear-piercing alarms and the sound of rushed footsteps filled the corridor.

The control room was almost in view. He could see the guards standing outside of the door, plasma lancers cackling with energy.

"Get ready," he said to his partner, running as swift as a shadow on the wind. He diced the guards' face masks with the studs on his mace, and whacked one in the back, knocking him onto the loud, alloy floor that resonated down the corridor. He flipped his mace around, bashing the flat end of the mace on an oncoming guard, stunning the guard, and he and his partner slid to the ground to avoid a charging guard who plowed over the others as he accidentally leaped right past them.

"We have an opportunity. Go, quickly!"

His partner nodded and rushed to the stairs, since the elevators had been locked down. He rushed to the control room and locked the door down manually to delay the guards.

Damn. This is practically suicidal.

He began to frantically search all of the files on Yuris' profile on the holo-projector. He eventually reached a firewall, so he plugged in a small, hexagonal-shaped flash drive, and the firewall disengaged and disappeared.

He honestly thought that nobody could get this far, he thought, grinning hastily. It's barely guarded from the inside.

Files began to pop up all over the holo-projector, and after a few moments, one in particular caught his eye.

He was a button away from completing his mission. His index finger hovered hesitantly over the button, and he could feel the reluctance in his head and the beads of sweat catching in his eyebrows. This choice needs to be made.

He pressed the button.

Nothing but silence. Goddamn silence.

He looked up at the screen of the holo-projector. On it was one sentence, and a few underscores for characters to fill in. The question read...

What is the Winter Song?

It almost caught him off guard. After all of his studying on the mission and everything about it, a question almost as dauntless and daring as Yuris himself was lying in front of him.

What is the Winter Song?

"Screw this," he muttered briskly, plugging the flash drive into the jack on the holo-projector, for the second time, and the question disappeared and was replaced with a large array of photos, all of different scavengers. Some of which he recognized, some he didn't. But the small text at the corner of the screen caught his eye.

Release All Scavengers.

When he selected the option, the screen was swamped with firewalls, disclaimers, and warnings. He inserted the flash drive for the third time, and every small box of text disappeared but two.

One was the continued option.

The other said exactly as he saw:

RELEASE THE WINTER WINDS

He grinned. "Whatever trickery this is, it's not why I'm here," he said, deleting the 'winter winds' option, and gave a mental note to mention this to the general.

A very deep voice sounded in the doorway. "I'm sure there's plenty of reasons why you are here," the voice groaned.

He whirled around to see Yuris in his jumpsuit, holding his partner fast by the throat, who was choking and unable to breathe. She was struggling vainly against the superior might of Yuris.

"Some might be of your own self-pride. Some might be the payday. And some might be taking down one of the most prestigious space villain in the Milky Way." Yuris grabbed his partner by the throat, and he could hear her sputtering in anguish and could feel the fear on her skin from across the room. "But in the end, you're all just men. And woman, of course," he said, looking deep into his partner's eyes.