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TIME'S FUGITIVES
A Story By Maltray Fox
Part One of a Two-Part Story
Some events and characters Copyright © of all trademarks
materials (Captain Scarlet & the Mysterons and all other series titles, all
their characters, vehicles, crafts, etc.), owned by ITC/Polygram.
Based on characters created by Gerry and Sylvia Anderson for the TV series "Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons"
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Secret Location
2070
London England
09:27am
Spectrum R & D
Building.
Dr James Price finished with the last test sample that had gone though the
archway.
"Good that went well, are the test organics intact?" asked Price.
"Yes
they are Doctor," replied a tech nearby.
The
white room was one of the cleanest areas in the building. There where a few
tables loaded with equipment.
"Excellent, we have discovered time travel. Wait till I tell Colonel White. We
can stop Captain Black from destroying the Mysteron complex on Mars and end the
war of nerves in one stroke!" exclaimed Price.
**********
09:30am
Cloudbase. 40,000 ft above Earth's European
continent
Colonel White sat at the control desk. The round desk commanded most of the
Control Room. Across from him sat Lieutenant Green. The last year had been very
quiet. After that Probe Omega fiasco, there had been no Mysteron threat for a
year. White was not stupid, he knew sooner or later that low booming voice would
be back over the radio. Most of the staff of Cloudbase had time off for holidays
and such. Most of the agents had sometime for themselves. Captain Scarlet had
married, Captain Blue was engaged and even Lieutenant Green had found someone.
White smiled; it had been awhile since he had been young. Green had served very
well indeed, since that incident in Crater 101 on the moon. Gree's service
record was without a reprimand and
it was about time this was rewarded. It was about time Lieutenant Green became
Captain Green.
THIS
IS THE VOICE OF THE MYSTERONS. WE KNOW THAT YOU CAN HEAR US, EARTHMEN...OUR
REVENGE WILL CONTINUE... WE HAVE BEEN DELAYED BUT NOT DEFEATED... WE, THE
MYSTERONS. WILL CONTINUE THE WAR OF NERVES...TIME'S FUGITIVES WILL DESTROY
SPECTURM.
"Lieutenant send for Captain's Scarlet and Blue," said White.
"Yes, Sir." replied Lieutenant Green.
Not
long afterwards, the door to the Control Room opened, and Scarlet and Blue
stepped inside.
"Lieutenant, please seal all the doors into the Control Room," ordered Colonel
White.
"Done, Colonel," answered Green.
Two
of the three seats near the Colonel's large round desk rose smoothly from the
floor.
"Please take a seat gentlemen," said White.
"Thank you, Colonel," replied Blue and Scarlet together.
"Some hours ago, I was informed by Dr James Price, of Spectrum R & D London, of
a major development," said Colonel White. "It seems Dr Price has broken the time
barrier. According to his notes, it's possible to send anyone to any time and
with a device be able to bring them back. Price was one of the tech's to help
develop the Mysteron detector. You heard that the Mysterons are back, and are
planning to destroy Spectrum."
"Obviously, not everyone knows of this development?" asked Blue.
"That is correct Captain. That's the way it's going to stay," replied White.
"This Dr Price, could he be the Mysteron means to do it?" asked Scarlet.
"I
have not ruled that out Captain Scarlet. However, Dr Price hoped to use this
development to stop Captain Black from destroying the Mysteron complex and
thereby ending 'The war of nerves' before it starts," replied White.
"It
sounds to me Colonel, Dr Price would be the best target as he understands time,"
commented Scarlet.
"That maybe, that's why I am both sending you to London immediately," replied
White."There is a Spectrum S.P.J. waiting for you both on the flight deck. Good
luck, Captains Scarlet and Blue."
Lieutenant Green had already released the locks on the doors to the Control
Room.
**********
The
archway started up all on it's own. The interior of the arch glowed and formed a
mirror-like surface.
Suddenly, three
forms flew through the air and hit the floor with a bump. One was a winged Fox,
the other a Tigress and the last a Foxtaur. The mirror-like surface behind them
blinked out of existance.
"What happened? That was not normal for a transporter!" said the Tigress.
"Where are we?" asked the Foxtaur.
The
Fox sat up and looked around. They were in a white room.
"Well, this is not Deep Space twelve, that's for sure," he replied.
Deep
Space twelve was in orbit of a class J planetoid and was several systems from
Sol. The construct would have looked much like a large crown in space.
"Riva. try the translocator," said the Foxtaur.
"Streamwalker, I was going to do that anyway. Looks like R.E.M.O.R.A. is
off-line," said Riva.
The
Fox looked at a watch like device on his left wrist.
"Misha, can you get a decent passive scan of this building?" asked Stream.
Streamwalker was unlike the others as shi was a hermaphrodite, that being shi
was male and female in one body and could have off spring.
"Sure, just give me a few. I wonder if the Universal Translator in the com
badges are working?" asked Misha.
"They are, that was the first thing I checked after R.E.M.O.R.A.," commented
Riva. "Blasters on stun, we don't know where we are as yet. Don't pull any
regenerations, either."
"We're sixty meters underground. There are three lift shafts nearby. We can get
to the surface using them," answered Misha.
Riva
looked to his watch.
"This is not good, we're on Earth, circa 2070,' he commented.
"One
hundred and two years, time displacement. That's a visit from Temporal
Investigations. It would not be so bad. If we had gone forward, we could of gone
to the Office of Temporal Displaced Persons," replied Stream.
"Let's move out before someone comes, 'cause at this point of time, furs don't
exist," commented Misha.
"Ok,
cover the outer corridor, and we'll get out of here," replied Riva.
All
three were wearing the uniform of the Confederation of Fur Planets. The green
stood out on the three. Their shoulder flashes where all different. Riva's where
red with four small gold stars. This was the rank of Captain; the color was of
the command division. Stream's where yellow with two stars for Lt. Commander,
the yellow was for engineering. Misha's were blue and had two stars and a bar.
This was the rank of Commander; the blue was for science and medical. Just Misha
and Riva wore pant's as Stream's shape was much like the mythical centaur of
Earth.
The
three waited for a second, and as soon as the way was clear, made for the
elevators and stepped inside.
"I
really don't like these," groused Misha. "They are hauled up and down by a
counter weight and cables. I much prefer the Turbolifts on the ship."
"Be
quite," ordered Riva."Anyone could be waiting up top. Draw your blaster just in
case."
The
others did as ordered. As the lift stopped at the top floor, the doors slid back
and all of a sudden. Riva was confronted by a man in a white uniform. This one
looked young. Riva acted like lighting – and fired his blaster, stunning the man. The human fell to the
ground and as he rolled onto his back. Riva spotted a symbol. It had many colors
in a circle that was denoted by a black outer line.
There was no one else around, and in the distance not far for the three, was
what looked like a large shed.
"We'll go there and wait till things blow over," said Riva.
"Aye, Captain," replied the others.
Entering the squat building was not a problem at all. But it was dark and Riva
knew full well to best not show much light. The three sat down and waited.
"What was that symbol?" asked Stream.
"It
has to be Spectrum, a security force. According to the Adamant's computers they
were engaged in a war with a species they called the Mysterons. The files are
still secured under a level five clearance," finished Riva.
"But
the Earth/Mysteron war ended..." replied Stream.
"Yes, I know. But we cannot tell them that. All events from this time must not
interflict with the proper time-line," answered Riva.
Stream shivered and stood up quick.
"Something is in here, I touched something cold and hard," shi said.
Shi
had already pulled parts for a palm light out of hir tunic, and fitted them
together quickly. Soon afterwards, the light revealed something, a vehicle.
"Damn, that's a S.P.V.," commented Riva.
"S.P.V?" asked Misha.
"Spectrum Pursuit Vehicle," answered Riva.
"That's not so bad, we need transport to get to one of the jump points on this
planet," said Misha.
"I'm
not sure humans know of the jump gates. If we are very lucky, we could get to
one and make the jump home. They should be on-line, or at least have enough
power for a jump," reported Stream.
"I
doubt Spectrum lend out their transport," said Riva.
"We
have to do something, there are now furs on Earth in this time zone," said
Stream.
"The
boarding ramp at the rear is down," said Misha.
The
two padded behind the S.P.V. and got in. Riva looked to the heavens and spoke
with a different voice. The voice was that of Colonel White.
"Spectrum Security will not like this," said Riva.
He
stopped and then got in himself, and took the driver's seat.
"How
does this thing start up?" asked Misha.
"Did
you not take Mr. Scott's alternative signal and power start up's of warp drives
and electronics?" asked Riva.
"Well...I never got around to it," confessed Stream.
Riva
took out a smaller version of a tricorder and tapped in a few commands. The
S.P.V.'s drives started up.
"That's let's get outta here," announced Misha.
With
that the S.P.V., went forwards and blew off the doors to the shed.
**********
Lieutenant Green turned in his chair to face Colonel White from the
communication board.
"Spectrum London, reports the theft of S.P.V. 1709," he reported.
"Put
it on the screen, Lieutenant," ordered Colonel White.
On
the large screen behind Colonel White apperared a detailed map of the London
area. The large round desk the Colonel sat at swung around so he could view the
screen.
"Lieutenant, put up all the secured area's where there is S.P.V. transport,"
White said.
Several dozen red dots appeared on the map.
"Good. Have Captain's Scarlet and Blue arrived yet?" asked White.
"No
Colonel," replied Green. "Spectrum security has sent men to search the area.
Captain Ochre has reported that he's near it. He should have another S.P.V. on
the road within a few minutes."
"Good. As soon as Captain's Scarlet and Blue arrive, have them join the chase
also," answered White.
"Very good, Colonel," replied Lieutenant Green.
**********
"This really was not a good idea," commented Stream.
"Well you didn't say no," replied Misha. "We have covered nearly a hundred and
twenty miles. The gate should be near what they call the needles."
"Look you two, stop it, that guy behind is not giving up." said Riva "I wish
he'd go take a long run off a short pier."
"Still coming, I think we might have made Spectrum a little angry at us,"
replied Misha.
"You
don't say," retorted Stream.
"Distance to jump point?" asked Riva.
"It's over another twenty miles," replied Misha.
"Ladies and Gentlemen this is your Captain speaking, please remain in your
seats," joked Riva.
Riva
looked to Misha a look of pure terror crossed his muzzle.
"What's happened?" demanded Misha.
"Ths
steering link has gone and.... the accelerator is stuck. We're...gonna go over a
cliff!" stated Riva.
"If..-we regenerate in front...." moaned Stream.
"It's looking like the end of the road up ahead. It's been a pleasure serving
with you," said Riva.
The
three faced death and not just a quick one either, pain and, if they were
unlucky, fire. Suddenly the S.P.V. screamed over the cliff edge. The vehicle
bounced, as it careered off the rocks and other objects that lined the cliffs,
and plummeted down into the surf from the sea far below. The vehicle exploded
before it hit the ground, and the wreckage plummeted down the slope. The flames
totally claimed the vehicle. Had the sea been fully in, there would have been
not much of a difference.
If
anyone had been down there, they would have seen twin rings of light. Rings that
where a pale green and of Mysteron origin, that passed slowly over the wreckage.
Far above on the headland, a Mysteron version of the S.P.V sat waiting. Inside
where three excat, duplicates of the three that had been killed. But maybe the
Mysterons had jumped the gun too early or perhaps they had just made a mistake.
**********
Captain Ochre's S.P.V. pulled up just short of the headland. The Captain has
soon got out of the vehicle.
"That's the end of the line, come on out nice and quiet like," he called.
Three beings got out of the other transport. One looked very much like a Fox
with wing's the other a Tigress and the third looked like a Centaur. Ochre was
amazed at the three in front of him and his mind was not on things corectly.
Ochre's cap microphone swung down.
"Captain Ochre to Cloudbase, I need Spectrum security here. I'm fifteen miles
from the Needles lighthouse on the Turo road."
"Colonel White to Captain Ochre, there's a Spectrum security force on it's way
to you. They will be there shortly."
"Thank you, Colonel. Ochre out."
Ochre looked to the pall of smoke spiraling into the sky from the wreckage of
the S.P.V. below. As he watched the Spectrum security vehicle pull up and
several officers got out. The truck was designed to remove persons that had been
arrested by the color agents. The others took the three aliens into the waiting
truck and the rear door to it closed. It then swung around and headed off the
way it came.
"I
could have sworn there was only one S.P.V.," said Ochre. "Never mind it must
have been in front and I missed it. Wait till I tell the Angels about this one,
they'll think I'm pulling their leg or something!"
**********
After Spectrum security and the transporter had left with Captain Ochre,
Captain's Scarlet and Blue had been detailed to remove sensitive equipment from
the bottom of the cliff. Scarlet was looking at Blue.
"What?" asked Blue.
"I
don't know, I have a feeling," said Scarlet.
"Roaring in the ears?" asked Blue.
"No,
something else," replied Scarlet.
"What?" questioned Blue.
"I'm
not sure Adam, but search the wreckage and quickly. I have a bad feeling about
this," answered Scarlet.
The
two searched thought the wreckage and soon found something. They looked very much like a Fox with wings,
the other a Tigress and the third a Centaur.
"They're dead," commented Blue.
"Somehow I don't think they are. Look at the cut on the Fox's right leg," said
Scarlet.
Before their eyes. The cut scabbed over and then fell away and fur grew back
quickly.
"Are
they...?" asked Blue.
"No,
Adam," Scarlet replied quickly.
"Then... the three who had beed taken away in the security transporter… - they are Mysterons!" exclaimed Blue
To be continued… (soon!)
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