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Episode 2: Grave

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Welcome to episode two of the World Cycle, a serial audiobook podcast.

You can find the full text of the episode at world cycle dot tumblr dot com[, right here].

The story goes:

Grave smiled as she slammed her foot down on the gas. Her van roared and charged down the empty road at the barricade held by Aegis Security troops. They fired their cute, little guns at Grave’s armoured steed and the bullets bounced right off. A man with very similar artificial eyes to Grave levelled his grenade launcher at the van and Grave mentally crossed her fingers.

This was her first time out since she and Rigger has souped up the van and she had no proof that Rigger had been right and that she wasn’t about to die. The forty-millimetre grenade struck the windscreen of the van and Gave was blinded and there was a resonant thump. But the windscreen wasn’t even scratched.

Aegis Security scrambled to get out of her way, but not all of them made it and Grave’s steed thundered over their soft bodies and through the roadblock. The AR signs blazed into life around her, High-Threat Response was on its way and she needed to be going.

The winding streets of Carrum Downs had once been the perfect place to lose Aegis, but with the looming presence of the forward operating base, Grave had to go much further and she had to go much faster. More rounds and more grenades drummed off the van as Grave raced through the Aegis and Federal Security Force troops, those blazing AR signs following her the whole way.

She skidded through another roadblock and onto Hall, headed for Cranbourne, the highway, and eventually Dandenong. The AR was following her, but Hall was straight and no car she would find out here was going to stop the van.

First came the thundering of the armoured car, charging up the road behind Gave and her steed. She could see the man poking out the top with his heavy machinegun and foolhardy arrogance.

Grave leaned back in her seat, hit the button for her shell and plugged the cord from her dash into the side of her head. The world exploded into shards of light and the back doors of the van opened to disgorge Grave’s children.

Scout went up and up and up and saw only the one armoured car, and a VTOL screaming to meet them on the road. Copter set the sniper’s sights on the man with the machine gun, and his torso came apart under its bullet. The Rollers split around the armoured car, firing their adorable rifles uselessly into the armour plates and a magnetic mine adhered to the front axle, and sent the armoured car blasting off the road.

The VTOL’s machine guns fired and Grave felt the bullets passing through the van like needles in her skin as Kamikaze streaked through the air to embed itself into the VTOL’s window. There was an explosion in the air and the VTOL crashed into the high-rises that flanked the road.

As Grave’s bullet-riddled van pulled up to The Lab, she sent confirmation to Rigger than the armour could not hold up to Aegis’s heavy machine guns. Her children were back in the van and the doors were closed, but she lamented the little shafts of light that made it into the back through the bullet-holes.

Even at ten in the morning, neo-techno blared from the Lab. Calum stood outside, his artificial arms gleaming in the sunlight, almost as ostentatious as the machine-gun in his hands. He waved Grave inside the small, brick structure with his typical disinterest.

Inside was quiet and cosy, Tess was at the bar with his friend, Jasmine. Tess waved at Grave as she took a seat at one of the booths and turned on the white-noise generator. She rested her forehead on the cool tabletop and figured that someone would wake her when the exiles arrived.

Ivy delicately placed a black coffee on the table beside Grave’s head and slid into the booth. Unlike Grave, Ivy’s eyes were not obviously artificial and so she appeared constantly distracted as some arcane stream of information played in her vision at all times.

Together they waited in silence.

Brick sat down, shaking the table with her metallic weight, and smiled her sharp, metal teeth at Grave. Last to arrive was, of course, Gazer, who pushed Grave along the booth so that he could see the door from his seat.

Now that everyone had arrived, Grave explained her need. They’d had word through Sam that Aegis Defence Systems, parent of Aegis Security, had sold the Federal Security Force some new missile system. It was supposed to be more durable, and unhackable – an assertion at which Ivy scoffed – and it needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Gazer wanted to know if they were working with the Enforcement Bureau, and Grave admitted that they were. She explained, for the umpteenth time, that they needed to work with the Enforcement Bureau to end this war.

Gazer left.

All the information Grave had was that the missiles were going to the forward operating base in Carrum Downs. They were arriving tonight. No, there had been no way for Grave to get through the blockade sooner without being killed.

Gazer sat back down and didn’t look directly at anyone. He did not warm as they discussed a plan. He did not warm as they moved to Grave’s van. He warmed when Grave gave him the sniper rifle Buzzer had sent with her for the purpose of this bribe.

Simon, with blood on his hands and on his bag of tools, confirmed that the missiles were coming from the airport and would arrive in Carrum Downs via the Eastlink. Grave paid Simon for his trouble and left before Simon could offer to let her see the Aegis officer who had furnished him the information.

They waited off the Eastlink in Wantirna and Scout and Gazer kept an eye out for the Aegis Defence Systems convoy. They had a plan in place, and it would crumble the moment it was executed but Grave reasoned that it was better than nothing.

Even flying free, high above, staring down at the road through Scout’s powerful cameras, the wait was maddening. It was just past midnight when Scout spotted the convoy. Two huge trucks, conspicuously solid in construction, with the Aegis shield painted in bright red and blue.

Grave told Scout to keep an eye out and relayed the images to the rest of the exiles. She returned to her body and started the van, pulling onto the Eastlink a couple hundred metres in front of the trucks. From her comfortable apartment in Mount Waverly, Ivy started the flickering AR signs around the van to signal a malfunction.

The trucks changed lanes to avoid the van, moving into the right-most lane. Brick, on her very disposable motorcycle, charged across from the other side of the road and hurled herself onto the cab of the forward truck. The cab dented under Brick’s metallic weight.

Gazer and his sniper rifle started firing from some distant rooftop and the truck’s windshield cratered with the bullets. The truck swerved as if trying to avoid the clinging Brick and scraped against the barrier before righting itself.

Spike drifted from the back of the van to wrap itself into the front of the truck and Grave’s world shattered as she was suddenly a truck with an astoundingly heavy woman clinging to the front. From her new position, Grave opened the driver-side door and Brick climbed in and used her hands to dispose of the driver. The guard in the back of the truck, even with his rifle, fared no better.

Brick reported that the truck was empty. Grave the Truck opened the back doors and Brick sprung onto the front of the rear truck. An AR vine crawled over the cab of that truck and all the doors sprung open.

Still Brick punched her way through the windscreen and hurled the driver from the cab. The guard in the back of the truck went out the open back doors with a stoic kind of shriek. But this truck, too, was empty.

The Aegis Security and Federal Security Force joint base in Carrum Downs had once been a six-storey apartment building, surrounded by other, similar apartment buildings. Now it was a six-story monolith of pitted, reinforced pastcrete. The buildings around had been demolished, presumably along with the residents.

It was just past two AM in the morning when two Aegis Defence Systems trucks slammed, full-speed, into the side of the base. Neither truck made much of a mark on the base, but alarms sounded and soldiers were roused from their beds.

Snipers swarmed onto the roof and found themselves with new holes from Gazer’s distant rifle. Soldiers mustered about the trucks, keeping their distance, but not keeping enough distance. The trucks detonated, cutting nearly a dozen soldiers to pieces and leaving two new pits on the reinforced, pastcrete building.

Grave’s van slammed through the garage door on the ground floor, just barely making it through the heavy metal. Brick and the Rollers charged out as Ivy, still comfortable in her Mount Waverly apartment, disabled the alarms, then the locks, then the lights.

Gunfire lit first the garage and offices on the ground floor as the recruits and poor soldiers fired wildly into the darkness. Soon, they were all gone. Brick and the Rollers went down the stairs, lighting up the training ground as cover popped up to defend those fighting people who were keeping their skills sharp in the middle of the night.

It was wonderous news that none of the soldiers trained with rockets or grenades, else they might have stood a chance. As it was, Brick and the Rollers made it down another floor with relative ease. Here was the underground garage and storeroom, where they had expected to find the missiles, but there was no sign of them.

On the bottom level of the basement was the server, to which Ivy couldn’t gain access remotely. While the Rollers stood guard at the stairs and lifts, Brick went down another floor to gain access to the server. She pulled the spider from their pod and stomped their head in, first.

Soldiers poured into the storeroom and the Rollers engaged, rifle to rifle. And then came the tank, thundering down into the underground garage. The rollers were fast, were nimble and accurate, and the tank had shells to waste. As the first Roller was disintegrated into flaming pain, Ivy informed everyone of the where the launch site was, and then she started screaming.

Grave pulled the van out of the garage on the ground floor as the second Roller was struck down below, connection already severed. Grave called to Brick, but the server was shielded and she couldn’t get through.

Then came a message from Brick: Get very far away.

Grave thundered into Carrum Downs, that AR display following her through the streets. And then a mighty boom and the base erupted into fire and stone. The AR display was gone, along with Brick and the base.

The missile battery had been parked within easy range of the Digger’s mortars, a huge, metal shelter was set up to keep the bombardment off it. Once there had been a building on the site, but the war had reduced it to rubble as Aegis Security had blasted the place to deal with the gangs supposedly sympathetic to the Digger’s cause.

Scout circled high above and through its many eyes, Grave saw a half-dozen drones like it, and a half-dozen drones like Copter. Beneath the metal shelter Scout could see three people working at the battery’s controls, and nearly fifteen people with guns, keeping an eye out. Among them were people with grenade launchers and one man with a rocket launcher.

The van couldn’t hold up to a rocket launcher and Gazer couldn’t hold up to the drones keeping an eye out for someone like him. Their comrades’ mortars wouldn’t get through the shelter on the battery, so they had to act. The one entrance to the space was blocked by a heavily armoured truck, a portable fortress from which to watch the missiles launch.

They needed to move quickly, needed to deal with the drones and move that truck. If Brick or Ivy had been there, the truck or the drones would have been no problem. But the drones were too small and moved too fast for Gazer to deal with them quickly, or for Copter to deal with them competently.

If Grave could get a mine under the truck, that might clear the way, but with the scout drones out in force, it would be impossible to do it without being spotted. And then the engineers scurried from under the shelter and ran for the truck and it was too late for planning.

Grave hurled the van toward the truck and struck with a resounding clang and a lurch, pinning two of the engineers to the outside of the truck. Gazer started firing, slowly hitting the copter drones. The light on the truck’s door turned red and the last engineer could not get it open.

Copter lifted out of the back of the van, shot the last engineer and was hit by a rocket fired at the van. Nine mines, the last of Grave’s stock, climbed under the truck and Grave reversed as quickly as the van could go. The explosions rocked the truck, sifting it just slightly and Grave charged the too-small opening, hoping that the van could push through.

A grenade struck the front of the van as Grave hit the gap, leaving not a scratch on the van nor shifting the truck an extra millimetre. The truck screamed against the ground, brakes and axles destroyed, as a rocket streaked toward the van. Scout dove from high above to intercept the rocket.

The truck screeched out of the way and Grave accelerated at the missile battery as it whined and emitted smoke. Grave dove from the van as the missile tube opened and another rocket struck the windshield, gutting the van. But the van had enough momentum and Grave knew what she was doing.

When the van hit it, the missile battery pivoted, the missile hit the inside of the shelter and with a deafening crash, the battery was gone.

If you like my work, you can find my writing at worldcycle.tumblr.com. If you really want to, you can follow me on twitter @theworldcycle, you can find my interactive fiction at worldcycle.itch.io. This podcast is made possible by Anchor, you can go to anchor.fm/worldcycle and it should be on most podcast apps. If you want to support my work, you can do so on ko-fi, at ko-fi.com/worldcycle. Thank you for listening to [and/or reading along with] the second episode of the World Cycle Podcast. Episode three will come out on Friday, April 10th.

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