TRIUMVIRATE SE Chapter Twenty-Two By The Host
EXT. SPACE –- CONTINUOUS
The Glory comes to a slow stop over the planet. Fighters spill out of its belly and then a shining orb streaks out of its maw – it hurtles through space toward the distant but fast-approaching Corporate fleet and, seconds after it passes out of reckoning, there is a distant tiny explosion.
INT. CEO’S OFFICE – NIGHT
The CEO stands in his dark office looking at the city outside; projected inches in front of him, reflecting upon him, is a strategic battle map. An ‘X’ flashes across one vessel; both presently disappear. The attendant then enters his office breathless and begins to cross the floor to him.
ATTENDANT Sir, we’ve gotta go. THE CEO No.
One word, quiet, firm, commanding. The attendant stops in his tracks.
THE CEO You go. (Turning back to the strategic diagram) I’ll stay.
The attendant regards this man, suddenly grown nobler, before turning without argument and leaving. The CEO closes his eyes as the door is once again shut.
EXT. SPACE
The forward elements of each force meet and lock in furious battle, decimating each other. Space is torn by an undulating sea of flame.
OUTSIDE THE GEMINI, an enemy vessel pulls up slowly beside Dawson’s flagship and opens fire point blank.
INT. GEMINI - HANGAR
The hangar doors slowly open. What they reveal beyond is another starship perilously close – blocking view of all that lies beyond it – searing the Gemini with fire. Even as fighters and gunships inside the hangar begin to make their way up and out, laser fire streaks into the room and hits some, seriously damaging them; it sears the walls and ceiling.
INT./EXT. DAVIES’S GUNSHIP – MOVING
Davies pilots his vessel off the floor and toward the entry. Lasers streak past from all directions already.
JOHNSON How the hell do we even get out of here? DAVIES Luck. JOHNSON Last time your luck nearly got us killed.
The fighter beside them explodes, but somehow Davies and Johnson make it outside the Gemini unscathed.
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
They turn and pick up speed. Now they are moving through a corridor of death – the Gemini to their left; an enemy ship to their right; both locked in violent battle all around Davies’s fighter. The smaller ship maneuvers between the laser blasts and down, away from the two ships and toward the planet below. And then they’re free of the barrage, and picking up speed quickly.
INT. DAVIES’S GUNSHIP - CONTINUOUS
Johnson heaves a sigh of relief. Davies’s hands still grip the controls, shaking slightly.
EXT. SPACE - CONTINUOUS
The gunship flies away from the Gemini just as Dawson’s flagship utterly destroys its attacker. The enemy ship explodes in a brilliant blast of fire and light.
INT. GEMINI – BRIDGE - CONTINUOUS
A great cheer goes up as the vessel explodes; Joggins smiles like a child.
INT. GEMINI – STRATEGIC PLANNING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Dawson watches the battle unfold on his large circular display, his features determined.
EXT. MAGNAPOLIS – CONTINUOUS
Already the battle has begun in the city. Fighters on both sides are engaged in battle over and between the buildings, replacing the usual steady traffic through the United Capital. Bombs are dropped; buildings explode. Amidst all of this a single gunship flies without making a single shot.
INT. STEVE’S GUNSHIP – MOVING
Willem checks a display in the cockpit as he pilots the vessel over the buildings. Very near ahead stands the Corporate Tower, dwarfing all those buildings around it. As the gunship flies past and over the wide expanse of park between the Corporate Tower and the remains of the Presidential Tower, Willem leans back to Steve.
WILLEM We’re first down. You ready? STEVE Hell, yeah.
He shifts in his seat and grabs hold of the arms as Willem smiles and reaches down to press buttons on the equipment around him.
WILLEM You do this before? STEVE No. WILLEM It’s fun.
There is a beeping and a flashing and then a FEMALE VOICE says:
VOICE (V.O.) Auto-destruct in sixty seconds.
Willem pulls another lever and suddenly—
EXT. MAGNAPOLIS - CONTINUOUS
He is shooting through the air on his seat, high through the air, and his gunship disappears below him, and the lights of the city disappear below him, and the wind pounds against him, and then he reaches the top of his arc and his seat, which has rocketed underneath him, falls away, and Willem falls with it though in a different direction, and he looks down as he falls down to see his gunship fall far below and the ground much much further below but closer by the millisecond.
NOT FAR AWAY Steve’s experience is little different, except he seems to feel very little of the exhilaration Willem does:
STEVE HOOOOOOLLLLLLLLYYYYYYY SHIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!
AS WILLEM FALLS, his parachute suddenly opens, and he is jerked, and then he begins to float leisurely down as battle rages all around. The gunship explodes below him as Steve’s parachute unfurls above him. Willem reaches into his pocket and pulls out a communicator that looks similar to the one Dawson gave Davies earlier.
WILLEM Steve? Steve?
STEVE places his own communicator into his ear.
STEVE Jesus Christ.
WILLEM smiles.
STEVE (O.S.) (CONT’D) You call that fun?
AUTOR'S COMMENTARY: The image of the fighter leaving the hangar to find itself in a canyon of fire is one of the earliest images I associated with this story. It actually derived from an analogous scene in the film Cutthroat Island, where two pirate ships pull up beside each other and just start blowing the hell out of each other. The second half of this chapter is all that’s left of an idea I’d developed for the final act of Triumvirate back in the summer, just before I began to write: that plan had a massive paratroop invasion of Magnapolis, and was inspired by the real-life Operation Market Garden in World War II, which I was reading about at the time in A Bridge Too Far. I still like the idea. While I’m only outlining the story at this point, you might look forward to just such a sequence in Second Triumvirate.
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