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Chapter 58 (YEAR 2052)
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Games of Invictus Chapter 59 (YEAR 2052)
I watched in horror as Kedrick's command capsule shot into the sky. So much for plan B. "Oh Jax," a mocking singsong voice crooned, "we have unfinished business!" "Harlow is here!" Kitt shouted. "How did a mech that large sneak up on me?" "Doesn't matter," I replied. "Taewi, see if you can keep him busy. I'll try to lose these Apollo!" The remaining six Apollo were closing in on my position. They were getting smarter, herding me in the direction they wanted by advancing on me from different sides. Every so often a mech would drop back and fire a shot or two of compressed air, keeping me from travelling in one direction for too long. "Jax!" Alyx shouted. "Swing down the closest street to the edge of the district. Lay 'em out and I'll blast a few away!" "But the Legion!" I protested. "If you step out of cover to shoot it'll take you out!" "No time, Jax!" Alyx roared. "My Lynx can take a lick or two, if not I'll just come back in something bigger!" "Harlow's headed your way!" Taew
Games of Invictus Chapter 60 (YEAR 2052)
In the distance, the roaring sound of the Apollo grew closer. Far below me, my Crusader's shield was missing, blown off by Harlow's assault. My mech had collapsed like a felled tree, breaking through many of the upper storeys of the skyscraper behind it. The building's many floors had halted my descent and held me somewhat upright, trapped between Harlow and a hard place. A few hundred yards away, three Apollo rounded the corner of a nearby city block. To my delight, not one of them slowed down to fire an air bullet. They were going to overcharge. Harlow's Goliath released its crushing pressure on my Crusader, taking a step back from my battered mech. "There," Harlow announced, "now you're not going anywhere! With your mech pushed into the side of this building, it's effectively immobile! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll retreat to a safe distance to watch the fireworks." Harlow's Goliath began to stomp away from me, walking backwards in the direction of his approaching allies. Harlo
Games of Invictus Chapter 61 (YEAR 2052)
I folded the piece of paper into a more manageable shape and tucked it into the chest pocket of my jumpsuit. I would have to show it to Mallet when I returned to the Firmament-this was the start of something big, I just knew it. The only exit to the crumbling stairwell was a half-buried metal door, similar to the one I had thrown myself through about three storeys upstairs. I gave the door a solid push, and when it didn't budge I was ready to hammer against it before I noticed the handle. The door had to be pulled inwards, but its usual path was filled with bits of stone and debris. Clearing the rubble away from the door was simple but stressful-with every stone I moved I became more aware of the huge amount of rock just barely suspended above my head. Eventually, I managed to clear enough of a path for the door to swing inwards a bit. I darted out of the stairwell the instant I could fit through the gap. I found myself in a dingy basement-clearly I had fallen farther than I had a
Games of Invictus Chapter 62 (YEAR 2052)
"Please state your full name for the record," grunted a heavily-accented voice. The ringing in my right ear had yet to disappear, so I leaned in close to the monitor's tiny speaker. From what I'd pieced together so far, what I was watching was footage from a Russian interrogation. An interrogation of my father. "Obadiah Henry Quinn," my father replied, "but my friends call me Obi." He looked tired-his brown eyes sagged with fatigue and his bald head was slick with perspiration. His attire, a blue windbreaker, was torn in several places, as if he had been in a fight. He sat in a metal chair that looked too small for him and shifted his weight uncomfortably. The footage was grainy and filled with digital snow-in fact, from the long period of silence that followed this first exchange, it looked as though the video hadn't been edited at all. The room my father was being held in resembled the basement I was trapped in. Grey concrete walls surrounded him on all sides, utterly featureles
Games of Invictus Chapter 63 (YEAR 2052)
The mighty Apollo advanced on me, each thunderous footstep sending spiderweb cracks through the asphalt. With the street choked with debris from Harlow's demise, navigating the boulder-sized fragments was difficult. I made little progress, and every step brought the Apollo that much closer. I was about to be crushed. But just as soon as they had begun, the thumping footsteps stopped. The Apollo turned its cockpit to face the other direction, now focused on a new target. Taewi Park. Taewi's Lynx barreled down a side street a few hundred meters away and collided with the yellow mech, shoving it nearly a block away. The sound of colliding metal was cacophonous, only drowned out by the ringing in my right ear. The Apollo lurched backwards and struck the side of a nearby building, unleashing a torrent of sparks and rubble that tore up the pavement of a nearby intersection. The Apollo lurched away from the building, dragging a mess of shattered glass and stone with it. The side of it
Games of Invictus Chapter 64 (YEAR 2052)
My new comms headset was clasped tightly over my left ear as I fell from the sky. It crackled as I adjusted the frequency until I began to hear voices from my team clearly. Since I'd escaped the first explosion my right ear had been ringing, but now it was completely silent. I tapped the microphone that hung in front of me with my hand and spoke out loud. "One two, one two, anybody getting this?" My voice sounded muted behind the earpiece, but the others got it loud and clear. Several sighs of relief echoed across the airwaves. "You're lucky Lucas was there to grab you," Taewi chuckled, "or you'd be a pancake right now!" "Lucas?" I intoned. "I got picked up by some mystery woman! She gave me back the Prowler!" Silence for a few moments, punctuated only by the jerking sensation of my mech touching down. "Jax, did you hit your head?" Kedrick sounded genuinely concerned. "He's not kidding," Alyx gasped, "the Prowler just landed. Is that...a new paint job?" "Honestly," I replied,
Games of Invictus Chapter 65 (YEAR 2052)
of dust. Impacts at the base of the dam shook me in my seat. More mechs. We had taken too long, so Axion had brought reinforcements of their own. Worst of all, because I was standing on the sluice gate above their drop zone, I was only a mere hundred meters away from all of them. Regiments. Goliaths. Legions. I counted thirty new mechs, dropped just in time to ensure that Stalnoy stayed in Axion's hands for good. If the enemy noticed me standing above them there was no amount of fancy piloting I could do to avoid being obliterated. Slowly but surely, one of the Regiments turned its head, gazing up at the top of the dam where I stood, frozen. Something flashed in the air about a kilometre away. The sky glittered, lights twinkling like falling stars. However, the stars weren't what were falling. At long last, we had reinforcements of our own. armour plating glinted in the sunlight as the Chinese-Canadian Alliance arrived in full force. My comms crackled. "Hey, guys! Miss me?" It
Games of Invictus Chapter 66 (YEAR 2052)
Report: Quinn Just off the coast of Nova Scotia. Canada. Alliance home base. Designation: "The Firmament" Upon returning from the second battle of Stalnoy, the Firmament's resident medical staff subjected me to a battery of medical tests. As I had suspended, Harlow's explosive end had also deafened me in my right ear. Statistically, I was extremely lucky to have escaped the explosions with nothing but a ruptured eardrum. I was diagnosed with unilateral deafness and told that my hearing would likely never return. Fortunately, medical advances from the time after the Third World War had provided the public with implants used to supplement hearing loss. A device about the same size as a wireless earbud now resided in my right ear canal, allowing me to hear once more. It wasn't perfect, but it worked. As a bonus, a built-in microphone and transmitter system meant that I could now receive comms signals without having to wear a bulky, breakable headset. I fiddled with my implant dur
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