Futuristic The Federation House

[MuchPsykers]

War has plagued the universe for a while now. The galactic war between the humans and akraines has sparked into a universe wide war that is affecting every civilization that it spreads to. In a desperate attempt to minimize civilian casualties, the military of the human race begins mass evacuation of entire galaxies that are close to the front lines.


What the human government did not realise was that many children were victims to loosing their parents, homes from because of the war. The Leader of the human race. Known for his compassion for his citizens decided to take some of the children in and help them start a new life. A life away from the horrible war.


Spots


Male


1. @king5ter - Ryan Panning


2. @Endgame - Theodore McNulty


3. @CalebLee - Davis R. Butler III


4.


5.


Female


1. @Lucya Kunzenov - Jennifer Kurbin


2. @MokieDokie - Hayley Simmons


3.


4.


5.

 

[MuchPsykers]

We are good to start now. 
"I want the second armada to make their way to the Valion system." The young looking leader said as he walked down the hallway. Around him were highly decorated generals. Each had 5 stars and all of them had their hats off and tucked in between their arm. "Get the U.S.S Abraxin carrier fleet and the U.S.S Vultine tactical rapid response fleets to sector seven of the andreas galactic systems.


"Mr. President Commander. May I speak to you privately?" One of the Generals spoke up. He stepped in front of the Leader and took a deep breath. The Leader looked at the general and then looked back at the rest of the generals. "Excuse me for a few moments." The Generals saluted and began to stay put. The leader turned back around to face the General who requested to speak to him personally.


He looked at the General in the eyes. "What is it?"


"It's regarding the NX project."


The Leader grabbed him by the arm and came closer to the general. "What about it." He whispered


"The first prototype will be ready by the next year and a half."


The leader nodded slightly in approval. "Good. Good. I want mass production of NX warheads when they are commissioned."


"What is the next project sir?" The general whispered back.


"Regarding the Grimm projects. It is already going through the beginning research phase. Good talk."


The general nodded. The leader tapped the general on the back and walked back to the group of generals.

 

[king5ter]

Ryan slowly walked into the huge entrance hall. It was magnificent, a marvelous beauty. If he could speak, he would have some fantastic words to say. But he couldn't.


He made his way forward through a pair of huge doors. This place was so big. He would always be lost. He could literally run through these halls for weeks on end and probably still not find the end. Ryan kept walking forward, examining the beautiful paintings and statues. Sometimes silence was better, he thought. It gave your mind much more space to breathe, to release everything. There was a sort of beauty to silence.


Yet still he wished for his voice back. He didn't regret his decision. It had been his only option. But if there had been any other way, he would have taken it without any thought.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny walked into the hall, carrying a black marine seabag over her shoulder stuffed with clothes and other possessions. She looked around at her unfamiliar surroundings carefully, looking around with her one intact eye. She explored for a while, walking the empty hallways quickly with her head down. Eventually she found a open door to a bedroom. She entered warily, moving at a quarter crouch to avoid making noise.


The bedroom was unoccupied and a quick search of the drawers turned up no clothes. Jenny took this to mean the room was vacant. She sat down her bag and exited the room, taking a left turn and winding up in a large, wood paneled dining room. She sat in a armchair in the corner of the room, bringing her legs up under her and waiting for something to happen.

 

[MuchPsykers]

The leader was walking past the room that Jenny was in. The leader stopped and turned back around. He tapped the door frame and walked in slightly. "How is it going?" He asked with a smile. The leader turned around to his generals. "Gentlemen, this is Jennifer Kurbin. She will be living here from now on." The generals bowed slightly. "Well. Breakfast will be ready in several hours. Feel free to walk around if you want."

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny nodded shyly, not moving from her chair. Something felt wrong about the elaborate house and the high ranking officers. She felt a shiver run up her spine. Truth be told, she would rather be back in the rundown building sandwiched between two warehouses on her home planet, at least she had gotten used to things there. She was struck by the lack of other children, her old habitation had been filled to the brim with other unlucky souls.

 

[MuchPsykers]

"What planet is she from sir?" One of the generals asked. "Gorsyna." The leader replied. There were several whispers and almost audible conversations. "How did she" The young looking leader of the human race shot a glare at the general that spoke up. "Don't." The leader said as he began to leave the room. Tbe otber generals soon followed.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny sighed and rested her face in her hands, warding away tears from her functional eye and hiding the patch covering the empty socket. At least she was left alone before the move. She hoped that the other inhabitants of the house would quickly get used to her presence and decide to ignore her. She hated the generals from first sight, unnerved by the sight of their uniforms. They were the men who had threw her brother's lives away and made her own miserable. Jenny gave a defeated sigh and sat back up in the chair, tucking her knees to her chest and pulling her jacket tightly around her.

 

[Endgame]

Dawn came in a rush of colour as shadows crept long-hidden in darkness from the towering walls that loomed in the horizon. It was the first true sunlight he had felt on his face in years, ghosting fingers of the cosmos bathing him in a vibrant orange glow. It shouldn't have felt so unfamiliar, but it had.


So did the sunrise.


Theo's feet dangled over the balcony, arms resting lazily across the railing where he set his head. He soaked up the warmth, ignorant of the dewy-morning chill -- perhaps stubbornly fighting away a shiver.


Stone-grey studied the skyline contemplative.


Theo had been there since dusk, since the ship had left and Matthew had said goodbye with little more than a rough-pat of a shoulder. He was a man of few words; it wasn't all too surprising that he hadn't deviated from habit when he abandoned Theo on a strange planet. It was too quiet in the Presidential House. Theo had grown use to the distant-purring of the engine, the way the aluminum air-system creaked and the fiber-glass ionic-radiation shields popped as they moved through the vacuum of space; instead, there was nothing more than a quiet tame wind rustling the leaves. The quietness of the landscape felt isolating. Somewhere above the aquamarine, the ionosphere gave way to the suffocation of nothing but a plasma filled with hydrogen and helium and unseen electromagnetic radiation, magnetic fields, cosmic rays, and space dust. Somewhere the E.F. combat vessel disturbed the specks of orphaned space matter heading for the front line, leaving him behind. In three more years, Matt told him he could join them, but for now, he was supposed to be a kid. Whatever the hell that meant. Theo never bothered to ask.


His room was sterile. Simple ceramic floor with a large bed and white plain sheets. It should have submerged him into slumber, but it remained untouched. On top, sat his simple canvas bag. Perhaps it was stubbornness or petulance, but he neglected the doubtless comfort of the queen-sized bed for the unforgiving cover of night-time, fighting off sleep by flipping a single coin in his hand. His eyes felt dry with exhaustion. His head pounded unforgivably between his temples.


Somehow, he'd find a way off this piece of floating space rock, but for now, he still hadn't figured out how. But despite what Matt had said, Theo wasn't going to wait three-years being hand-raised by the President in some architectural-marvel.


Not by a long-shot.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny remained in her chair, taking a piece of mint gum from her pocket and chewing on it. The gum was a small pleasure, but an important one nonetheless. In an attempt to stave off boredom, Jenny dug into a box of magazines sitting next to her chair. She eventually decided on a military surplus catalog, as all of the other choices seemed just as boring. She glanced her way through pages of equipment for sale, not actually paying much attention to the material. She looked over the glossy pages at the room around her, still not comfortable with the extravagant furnishings.

 

[MuchPsykers]

The Leader had just finished his chat with his generals. After saluting and walking away, the leader began to walk around. He stopped and looked at the image of A.U.S.M soldiers holding riot shields with sharp knives welded onto them. The United States parliament behind them. The leader after observing and remembering the events of the 1960s, soon began to walk again. He saw Theodore sitting on the balcony. The leader opened the balcony's doors and leaned on the railings.


He looked down at Theodore. The leader looked back and felt the warmth of the sunlight.


"Have you ever seen the ocean navy?" He looked at Theodore.

 

[Endgame]

Hours passed and most of the house had left him alone. Nothing stirred beyond, but the manor was so large that Theo imagined it would be easy to get lost. His friend Sam would have liked it; the wide open vestibules, the dark corridors, the towering monstrosity of books in the library. It was museum of glass, granite, and ceramic. Everything shone and everything glimmered. When he was escorted in, he couldn't help note the reverberations of his footsteps. If he hid anywhere, he doubted they would find him in week, let alone a day. It would have taken them a month to find Sam.


Still, it was odd no one came for him. Even on the ship he was accosted by engineers, deck hands, gunners, and pilots. No matter where he seemed to place himself, he was somehow in someone's way. He got used to dodging bodies, noticing the signs before, with a innate fluidity, he managed to manifest himself in another place before the eventual collisions. Maybe they couldn't be bothered with him in the Presidential estate. They had other problems besides tending to a wayward kid. He didn't see the woman with ink-black hair again since she directed him to his room. She hadn't given him instructions let alone tell him her name. The E.F. probably just wanted rid of him and this was the first place that offered to take him in.


When the president spoke, Theo nearly jumped, knocking his elbow hard against the railing. The president was so quiet, Theo hadn't even heard him approach. Then again, maybe Theo hadn't heard him because he had been too preoccupied with his own tameless thoughts. Not the greatest survival instinct, Theo chastised, trying to keep a semblance of nonchalance as his heart hammered against his ribcage. Instead of turning to the man, his eyes remained transfixed on a skyline. He realized for all his power and fame, he didn't even know the leader's name. It was like he was a phantom, and Seraine was his haunting ground. Matt said he was a good man and that Theo should count himself lucky that the President himself was offering him a home. Somehow, he couldn't help think luck had nothing to do with it.


With a weak shrug, Theo shook his head. "No."


An honest statement. They didn't have a navy on his home planet, just some boats people used for recreation.

 

[MuchPsykers]

"It would make sense. Hrabal did not have a big enough ocean." The leader turned to Theodore."Your father knows about what happened. And he knows that you are alive. I decided to put him under the protection of one of my elites. Your father is a part of the 4th and 216 armada that will be taking tbe planet back."


"I know what it feels like to fight in a war. I've fought this war not in a room. But in the front lines since the beginning of this war back in 1978.


The leader looked at the massive metal skyscrapers that reached indescribable heights. He the turned back to Theodore.


"Have you ever seen earth?" The president commander asked. "I was born there. On earth. Over a century ago. A lot of things have changed since then." He kneeled beside Theodore. "You see that visible blue orb? That's earth. Their technology is not as advanced as ours. But they are tbe capital of the human race and the AUSM. And right now. They are at war with a nation called the Earth Liberation. To earth, it's the first ever war to use tall robots, space navy. Once all of this is over. I'll take you guys to earth."

 

[MokieDokie]

Hayley Simmons awoke and saw a tray of food and drink next to her bed. Sitting up unsteadily, she reached out and grabbed the biscuits and boiled eggs and wolfed them down. However, this was too drastic of a change for her system and Hayley almost vomited it all back up. Sipping the milk carefully, she leaned back against the pillows. The room she was in looked new and there was a fresh scent of potpourri. It was too surreal for her. She had been so weakened from starvation that her rescuers had to carry her to where she was now. Hayley was only partially conscious the whole time anyway, so she wasn't quite sure where she was.


Slowly sitting with her legs dangling over the side of the bed, Hayley eased herself down. She was able to stand though her legs were shaking badly from fatigue. Falling back to the bed, Hayley lay there, eyes watering a bit, but otherwise remaining emotionless.

 

[Endgame]

This time, Theo couldn't hide his surprise.


Shifting his glance, he set his look on the older man's face. He didn't give much away, not in his posture, or stance. He was still, calm. Everything he said seemed genuine, but it couldn't have been that simple. If his father was fighting to take back Hrabal than he knew that his wife was dead. Did he know about his sister too? Did anyone know about Shana?


Given one answer, all that was left was a dozen more questions. Theo should be there with his father. He should have been fighting to take back the planet and torturing the bastard that took his sister, instead of sitting on this strange planet, in this strange house, staring at an unfamiliar landscape. At night, he could still see their face. He knew who it was, he just needed a ship and a gun and he would find him. Matt told him it wasn't that easy, but why couldn't it be?


Screw him. Theo didn't needed him either.


However, the leader's next statement, quelled him.


Earth.


Theo shook his head.


Other than Hrabal and now Seraine, he hadn't been anywhere else. All the other galaxies were just places the kids on Hrabal would claim they'd one day see. Sometimes, when ships came to port, people would disappear. People would say they had itchy feet, but the idiom was old and lost on him. But he heard about it. Every kid had heard about Earth. The planet where it all started. Their 'true home world'. It didn't look like much from where he sat. Just a faint blue orb hanging in the sky. Maybe he had expected more. He didn't ask about it, though. Instead, something else the leader had said caught his attention.


"You guys?"

 

[MuchPsykers]

"Regarding your father. The Elite that I placed him under, the Elite's name is Lloyd Kamakura. His great-great grandparents were European who went to Japan for a new life. He is a native Japanese born during the feudal era of Japan. He will protect your father. Don't worry. The 4th armada is one of the best navy divisions that is under my command. "I'll give you and your father an hour of face time together once we can get the universal coms replaced. The Invasion is set to begin by next month. Right now, we have to focus our attention on the Xena clusters and Planet Stanten." 
The President Commander turned back to face the metal skyscrapers that reach indescribable heights. The cars on the road and mega highways.


"When news came that Hrabal fell. A lot of people did not expect a planet in a galaxy so close to the Milky Way galaxy to fall."


"The peacefulness here on Seraine is enough to blind people of what is really happening. Even Earth." The President Commander paused.


"Earth. The people of Earth are fighting a war too. The Third World War. The war that will end all wars on Earth. I've lived through those two world wars."


He turned to face Theodore again. "I know that you really don't want to live here. What many people in this war forget, is that children are the greatest casualties of war. Out of everyone, they suffer the most."


"I've murdered children in my life. I look like a teenager but really, I have done countless actions that I regret."


"Being the leader, you have to do things that are hard. But they are not unavoidable."


There was a destroyer class vessel that was flying over the presidential palace. The name U.S.S Justice was written on the starboard side of the ship.


"Can you imagine, just how much power a person would have if they had the ability to destroy, entire planets, stars, solar systems, and soon galaxies with just one missile?"

 

[king5ter]

Ryan found a door that led outside and pulled up his hood, putting in his headphones. He started playing some music and began to run. He kept running the perimeter of the house, ignoring everything except his passion.


But it was hard to look away from the beautiful gardens, full of colourful flowers and exotic plants of which he did not know the names. Despite their enticing appearance, he ignored them and kept running. He passed a balcony where the Leader was sitting, talking to another boy, but he ignored them and run past. There would be time for introductions later. Not that Ryan was great at introducing himself in his current state. The state he'd be in for the rest of his life.


Sometimes he wondered why he went on. Why he kept pushing himself, kept moving forward, why he didn't just give up. There was no answer. He didn't know why he did it. Yet still he did. It was a complex mystery, one that Ryan wasn't sure would ever be answered.

 

[MuchPsykers]

There was a column of armoured vehicles guarding the presidential palace. The vehicles were black and white. They had the sirens attached to them and on the side, it read C.M.P. there were also people getting inside several robots as maintenance crews began to fix some parts and download software onto the robots. One of the soldiers looked different. He had different armour that looked like less than what the others were wearing. He had a long coat that reached down to his knees. There were shoulder platings attached to the coat. He had a tablet in his hands an was walking backwards in the direction of Ryan.


He accidentally bumped into Ryan as the soldier spun around. He had armour protecting his chest and his shins. He looked no older than 18-19. The soldier also had a different insignia painted onto his shoulder plate. "Sorry little guy." The boy said. He stretched out his hand and his rank was clearly visible. There were 3 gold stripes and 6 stars attached. "You okay?"

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny arose from her chair placing the magazine on it to reserve it for her in the future. She began to pace the hallways again, thoroughly bored. She peeked out of a window and frowned, leaning on the wall next to it. Soldiers surrounded the building, making her feel trapped. The whole thing seemed like a well furnished prison. Jenny shuddered and continued walking, looking for something to do.

 

[MuchPsykers]

"Looking for someone?" A man in a suit asked. He had several other men in suits and had black visors on and an ear piece surrounding him.

 

[king5ter]

A strange young man holding a tablet bumped into Ryan, sending him stumbling. Caught by surprise, his momentum was interrupted and he was thrown off of his feet. He pushed himself back up, dusting his hoodie off.


"You okay?" The soldier asked. It was clear he was a soldier, from the fact that he had armor and the insignia inscribed on his coat. Yet he seemed quite young. Then again, Ryan wasn't one to talk about joining the army at a young age.


Ryan gestured to his mouth and shook his head, trying to get him to understand that he couldn't speak. It was frustrating trying to have conversations with people without speaking.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jenny shook her head and walked quickly away from the group. She deeply distrusted the soldiers and agents milling around the house, suspecting they were there to keep an eye on her. She sighed, thoroughly unhappy.

 

[MuchPsykers]

The soldier saw Ryan pointing at his mouth. "Oh you can't speak?" The soldier looked up at the leader in the balcony. "You're one of the kids tbat my brother decided to take in aren't you?" The soldier asked looking back down at Ryan.

 

[king5ter]

The Leader had brothers? This was news to Ryan. He had always thought that he was an only child. He never knew why, it was just an image that seemed to come from nowhere. Ryan nodded, glad that at least the soldier understood that he couldn't speak.

 

[MuchPsykers]

"You seem quite surprised." The soldier said. He bent down. "You've never seen an Elite before?"


He pointed a finger at the leader. "He is also an Elite."


"Don't be too scared about the vehicles. They're just here on a routine patrol."


The leader looked at Theodore again. "You see that man down there?" He said pointing at the boy with armour. "He''s my brother."