Campaign

1834 (Present day)

A Department H spaceship landed on the soil of Moonfour, joining the three other ships already ported on the ground.

Miss Havishma exit the ship with Ishary behind her. They walked up to the group of White agents standing just a few steps away from the ships.

"Enlighten me," Miss Havishma stated, now standing next to the agents.

The agents slightly bow their heads. One of them handed a tablet to Miss Havishma before speaking. "We believe a nuke was launched here," he revealed.

"A nuke?" Miss Havishma lifted her head to look at the surroundings. She could see a high energy shield encircling an area from where they stood. It was dark in the night but the sky above the area the shield was covering still have a faint glow, while the ground looked like it was destroyed some feet deep with rubbles and spaceships scattered all around. Some men in protective gear were walking around with a device in their hands.

"Holy crap!" Ishary exclaimed as she takes a few steps forward. One of the White agents extended his hand to pull her back. "I wouldn't advise going in there now," he warned.

"Why?" Ishary probed.

"Well, one... we don't exactly know the cause of the explosion. The nuke theory is just an assumption. Two, the pure fuel factory was also destroyed due to the explosion," the agent revealed.

"Where are my agents?" Miss Havishma questioned, pronouncing each word one after the other.

All the White agents went silent, non of them uttering a single word. "I'm speaking, answer me!"

"We've been looking for five minutes and the only person we've found is Storm 01," one of the agents spoke up. "He's been sitting in the middle of the sight unharmed. The rescue agents are on their way to get him."

"Fuck it," Miss Havishma yelled out loud before making her way toward the shield set on the ground.

"Ma'am, it might be radioactive in there, consider putting on a gear."

Ishary started walking to follow Miss Havishma but stopped after taking three steps. She veered around and took two gloves from the agent, putting one on. The glove expanded and enveloped her with the protective gear before she raced after Miss Havishma.

Miss Havishma walked into the damaged area in the direction the White agent stated Storm 01 to be. "Miss Havishma," the arctic-blue-haired girl called out. "Miss…"

"I get it. You want to say that you've told me about the signs you've been seeing since the virtual training," Miss Havishma chipped before Ishary could complete her words.

"That. And also, you should put the gear on, we don't know what the air might contain."

Miss Havishma ignored her and kept striding forward. A few moments later, they start to spot Storm 01. He had his knees on the ground and his hands buried in his lap. As they got closer, they realized he wasn't wearing any article of clothing at all.

Miss Havishma took off her oversuit and wrapped it over him. Storm 01 raised his head to look at her. His hair was a little longer than it was and it flowed down to the peak of his shoulders. Tiny, stubble beards were also visible on his face. "Havishma Bubentres, the greatest agent in Department H. Or is… Miss Havishma enough?" he whispered just loud enough for the two to hear.

"Did he age?"

Miss Havishma cleared her throat and took the space in front of Storm 01 and shoved the stray hairs on his face back. "Hey, where are the other agents? Where's Sox?"

Storm 01 raised his right hand with a watch in it. Tears streamed down his left eye as he brushed the dust from the watch. "S-Sox?" He threw his head back and burst into a loud cry, coupled with a continuous sobbing that suddenly changed into a painful maniacal laugh. "What is going on with me?"

Storm 01 held on to Miss Havishma's collar and pulled her close. "What have you done to me?!" He screamed.

Ishary took out a syringe and stabbed it into Storm 01's neck. He inhaled loudly and slowly fall into the arctic-blue-haired girl's hands.

A white agent in protective gear approached Miss Havishma. "Chief is here. He demands your presence outside the shield," he related.

"Great," Miss Havishma sighed and stood up to her feet. "What of the other Storm troopers?"

"We found a few… unrecognizable bodies. But we are still looking, ma'am."

"Get him to the ship," she ordered before making her way out of the energy-shielded area.

Miss Havishma walked through the energy shield to where Chief was standing. Chief stood with his hand behind his back with four Rain agents including Rain 01 and Jesselyn.

"What the hell happened here?" Chief threw a question at Miss Havishma before she even got close to him.

"Success Chief. We've successfully taken over Moonfour. We are, if not the strongest planet in the galaxy Chief," she answered.

"Success?" Chief pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself. "Was this…"

"Yes, Chief. Storm 01 did this."

"Well, I'm afraid I'll have to dissolve the Storm squad and have that weapon you created locked away," he said, turning to leave.

"Chief," Miss Havishma called out. "I don't understand. Why would you want to do that? We just secured the strongest weapon in the whole Galaxy," Havishma fumed.

Chief took off his hat and handed it over to Rain 01 before he turned to face Miss Havishma. "Let me elaborate this out for you," the blonde-haired man started with his brows touching each other. "One, we launched an assault on Moonfour; a weaponized planet owned by Clave-Ar, allies to Tzeria."

"Two, you destroyed the prison base here. Have you any idea how many citizens of other planets were captives there?"

Miss Havishma's jaw tightened as she quietly listened to the light-skinned man talk. "Winter Weir. The very planet you claim you want to protect its citizens but the first thing you did is disintegrate these same citizens into atoms. Let's not forget Minando, Arigotria, and Heav," he stopped and took a deep breath, rubbing his temple.

Chief wrapped his hand around Miss Havishma's shoulder and walked a few steps forward. "Look," he said, using his free hand to point at the rescue team that was helping some agents into a ship. "Is this how you want to begin your campaign? By starting a Galactic war?"

There was a bit of silence before Miss Havishma began speaking. "Is Department H not enough?"

Chief removed his hand from her shoulder and turned to face her. "What?"

"What else do you want?... I could get the Prime seat for you if that's what you desire," she returned. "Are you worried The People may raise their voice against our actions? I could get…"

"Miss Havishma!" Chief chipped.

Miss Havishma frowned as she stared down at Chief. "This is not about The People," he started. "You know how the Cycle organization gets information. It doesn't matter that Department H is no longer part of the organization. Other agencies probably already heard of this and they will definitely speak up. Especially now that you've tightened Winter Weir with a thread of war. How do you plan on evading all 29 agencies?"

"The Storm squad has been dissolved, and that's final. Hopefully, that'll make them favorable." Chief turned to make his way to his ship.

"And what do you suggest I do now?"

He stopped and tilted his head, such that only one of his eyes was visible. "Plan our defense strategy against incoming attacks."

Miss Havishma groaned loudly and turned to look at the aftermath of the explosion. She then turned to the Rain troopers that were left behind by Chief as they retrieve Storm 01's body and entered their ship with him.

Ishary walked up to Miss Havishma. "A kilometer, that's how far it stretched out from the place he was. The explosion also destroyed a part of the Moonfour gun," she revealed. "They've also found Sox and three other agents. They are alive."

"Get Sox. We leave for Department H immediately."

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Miss Havishma's spaceship ported on Department H. She groaned as she exit the ship and noticed more Blue and the rescue team getting into another ship. Electro 28 met Miss Havishma as she landed while Ishary rushed to look for Storm 01 on orders of the previous Electro agent.

"We have a problem. The news of what happened on Moonfour already got to the Cycle agencies."

"Havishma Bubentres, the greatest agent in Department H. Or is… Miss Havishma enough?" A familiar voice to Miss Havishma called.

Havishma gasped. She raised her head to look at the lady that spoke.

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