inevitable yet unexpected

Yawning, Christopher glances at the pentagram, then the residential area "destroys both targets" Thurlein's laser marks the structures.

A shadow expanding over them rapidly before a beam of pure energy disintegrates the structure and everything around it.

The Pentagram surviving longer but still obliterated in the end. "2 government structure destroyed so abruptly" he grinds his teeth from the manor.

"Meaning he's trying to drive the country into Anarchy, but isn't messing with the province government. Is he trying to start a coup?"

The man glances over the results. "Take me to the bunker as long as I survive. My position will be maintained" *bang,* the shot pierces his heart.

Dropping to his knee, blood spurts up his through as his system fills with blood, the major arteries pouring down into his systems.

5 seconds later his eyes dull, collapsing to the ground "PRESIDENT" the man yells quickly, calling the remaining medic.

Bolting in to glance at the president kneeling down, he attempts to bring him back "where the bullet hit him". The soldier shivers,

"perfectly in the centre of the heart" the medic stands up, "prepare a casket and a funeral. He's a dead man. We don't have the stuff to do a heart transplant."

"So he's really dead. " the medic nods. "There is nothing that can be done. We're alright, restrained by the mechanical. Army it has taken 14 of the 50 states"

"And that monstrous construct isn't helping the states that join don't lose their right to govern instead of gaining more authority."

"How so" the man shakes his head. "An absolute monarchy is the ruling party in Canada. Now, it was taken over a long time ago by The Platinum fortress."

"The current leader is a super A.I. with a perfect concept on how humanity and machine works. It's incorruptible as nobody knows where it is. is. It only uses a puppet body to mark somebody."

Christopher appears, shooting everybody. "To think they knew of the A.I codenamed King wonderful" the Medic crawls towards the door.

Terrified, stepping on him, he points the gun at his head. "How many people know about the absolute monarchy of Canada".

The medic keeps trying to escape, shifting his gun. Christopher fires it into his hand. "AH!" screaming in pain, he thinks somebody will come.

"Oh, do you think anybody else is left alive in this mansion?" he stops, glancing again towards Takeo position. "Seems I'll have to deal with that or 401 might end up getting destroy by the god plains"

"Alcron launch a retrieval operation against 402" Alcron system starts immediately having been warped out of the warp in directly above 402.

The submarine immediately grabbed and dragged into the ship's hull. Phasing through it, he sucked into the subspace.

Surrounded by ships from all sides and even underwater "[quite funny isn't it, begin assault retrieval]" the ships move in, slamming into her.

Soldiers jump off viewing the hatch, it's completely cut off, changing to nanites as the area vibrated at the natural frequency of the fog.

Dispersing the nanite material, they enter where Takeo is stored piercing through her body; they pull out her union core. Putting it in a dimensional storage.

Gesturing, they move out, returning to Alcron they deposit Takeo. Before returning to their ship and leaving, "[402, get out of my sub dimension space]"

She spit out flying through the water; the resistance slowing her down before she stops. Alcron turns broadside, moving back towards the gate.

"[Takeo, are you awake?]" the core remains silent. "Yes, I am, but who are you?" Christopher appears. "A friend or a foe, it doesn't matter, really" "

"[I'll repair your ship body and send you to rendezvous with Iona]" he yawns nanites, forming all around as a heavy cruiser, appears,

"how did you" the Modern design shocking her "and in mere seconds too" he shakes his head "๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ"

The aura of the creator slides through those words, only her detecting it, shaking like a cat in water as she glances around. "Escape is not an option, however, I will let you go".

He nods, sending her to the ship. "Just remember when you're in a tough enough situation. Activate the emergency call module."

She glances at him, narrowing her eyes. "What does that do" Christopher smiles? "Well, you'll find out when you use it in a tough spot."

"Also, give this to Iona," the union core appears in her hand. "What is this" he grins again. "That's not for you to know" she shivers again.

Fine" jumping onto her new body, her union core merges with it flawlessly being dropped into the water, she charts a course for Iona.

Christopher glances over it. "What will you do, dear Yamato, once Iona receives that union core?" He snickers, Admiralty standing behind him.

"What did you give her?" he glances back at her. "That is not the real question you want to ask, but I'll answer it, a Union authority core."

She narrows her eyes, sighing. He yawns. "It's a core that provides a boost in calculation prowess and. Authority. It also allows her to produce nanite material with planet resources."

Admiralty backs up. "You mean she has no upper limit on size" he shakes his head "her calculation prowess is the limit, it only boosts it doesn't make it infinite"

"They're a set course. All their fate will take that determines the future, so I thought I give her a minor advantage to break that fate."

Her eyes narrow to slits. "And what of that aura you released" he glances at her. "๐ƒ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ?"

She forced to the ground, "here" marking appears along his face, forming 2 large lines of circuit descending from his eye.

His sleeve completely vanishes as more markings spiral down it like that of a rope of code splitting into small lines at his palm. It runs along the top of his fingers.

His palm gaining a sigil of an eye circuit spiralling off and connecting to the far phalanx of his finger creating a circle, smiling he glances at her.

A wing of code emerging from his back. "๐ˆ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ?" her eyes widen. "Creator." he nods. "I figured you'd be the first and fastest to figure it out."

"๐•Š๐•  ๐•’๐•ค๐•œ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค." She shivers. "Why hide it with such power you can control the entire fleet" He Nods "of course but hiding it works better for what I want" Christopher stats.

"And I don't want an army of soulless Puppets to join Avalon," she nods, understanding where he is coming from, "but you don't need Yamato to do that with your authority."

Nodding again, he sighs, "Gretel, I not that I need Yamato. I want Yamato" his eyes constrict "it may be very selfish and very much a philia, but her personality is calculative yet funny"

"But we are weapons" Christopher glance at her. "If you're just ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, why would I give you freedom of thought or even sentience?"

"A weapon doesn't need thought to act but yet you all have it," she backs up, shaking her head rapidly. "No, we are just weapons. " denying his words, she breaks down.