OOC: IMPORTANT!!!
Leo smiled sadly, "Well a few escaped." he left the sentence hanging, "We think it was something to do with a diterr attack. The station had been took over so the council self destructed it to save the planet. Thats what we've managed to gather." Leo let go of the boys hand and stood up. "I'll be over in the church, when you're ready just come over. I'd enjoy your company." Leo gave one more last little smile before departing and making his way back to the church...
The presidents smile finally vanished as he read the report. All the way home and all day he had been smiling, all because his plan was working. He was now sat at home, his armchair pulled close to the grand fireplace as he sipped his sherry. The report had been handed to him about an hour ago but he was too happy to read about another lose to his diterr army, or more about how the labratory on the planet Gemini had yet again failed to make the perfect diterr.
But it was much worst. The human army had made it to the diterr earth camp. But how? He read on tutting at this and that before dropping his glass of sherry and standing up. This wasn't possible! He ran to his home pc and loaded up the lab reports on diterr growth. He was almost sick. They were smart, but not just in battle tactics. In everything...
He needed to destroy the home planet now, pulling out another keyboard below the first he pressed in a keycode. Then something happened, the pc couldn't find the diterr homeworld co-ordinates. They were blocking his signal. But if the army got to the heart of the Earths base they would find overwhelming evidence that he was involved in the project.
He sat down and put his head in his hands, had he doomed the entire human race? He had only meant to make Orchid superior to Earth. Then he would destroy the diterr puppets and have gained ultimate power. But then it all went wrong.
He sat back down at the pc desk and loaded up his e-mails. He set it to send a E-mail in 4 hours and sat back. He'd at least tell the army what he knew.
He walked over to his jacket that he had discarded on the back of his chair earlier and rumaged through the pockets. Finally he found it. His gun. Taking one last swig of sherry he placed the cold barrel to his temple, he couldn't wait for the heat of hell. All he could feel at the moment was an eternal coldness. Releasing the safety latch he felt a tear fall down his face before being interupted from his dark deed. The computer had come to life, and a diterr was on the screen... talking to him.
He placed the gun down and walked over to the pc. Turning the sound up he listened to the rasping sounds of his very own diterr talking to him. Only after the transmission ended did he close the window and walk back towards the gun. Placing the gun back to his temple he though about what he had heard, all hope was lost now...
How was 70 or so army men meant to stand against the hordes of thousands now walking their way? The diterr army would reach them soon and stop them from getting the co-ordinates from the base, putting an end to all of the plans of the human race.
His last feeling was hopelessness...
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