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Imagine if you will a planet that draws upon Russian, Roman, British, and some traces of my own people culture. It has many different biomes, from tropical to artic tundra. The Species of this planet is the Mkaijot ( furries basically ) and they come in various species and breeds. Two of the originally warring Races were the native Mkaijot's and the Private Earth Mining Company or PEMC. The PEMC came in and wanted to use their mines to get the precious minerals it possessed. The president of the MU (Mkaijot Union) agreed on one condition, that they have a fair trade agreement with them. The PEMC violated this by taking all the minerals and trapping 100 miners by an excavator falling and killing all of them. The mkaijot were furious, they called for war. Cut to 2295 and you can see how this has affected the planet and how deeply the scars run in it. Now the PEMC have the whole planet under it's rule and made the people slaves in the mines or in medical facilities. There is a resistance with an air force and a full militia of rag-tag species that are doing all they can to both free it's people and get rid of all the PEMC's presence on the planet. They are being assisted by a small group of mercenaries who have split off from the PEMC when they had enough of playing that side of this fight. Imagine that you were in the higher ranks and have lead a stealth insertion of several of your men into a slave camp. This camp especially because it contained a High Value Target, and this person would one day become the leader of the resistance on planet. This is where my story starts, my name is Alan Creto Kuashi and I am this Mkaijot.

Let me start from the beginning

The Lantern in the small shack flickered as my friends and I planned our escape from the cruel mining camp. "This is suicide; please talk some sense into Alan! Jason the wolf said before being hushed by a female ferret. "Quiet you! Do you have the whole PEMC over here!? Alan, please continue." I looked at the group in front of him and saw them not as slaves, but as freedom fighters. "As I said before, this place is hell and I'm content with getting the hell out of here, and I think we all should get out too." I proclaimed, apparently me being the Fox Wolf hybrid I had the perfect combination of Slyness and Bravado. "I still think we'll die escaping." Jason said again, even more uncertain. "Would you prefer to die a slave or die a free man? Remember this Jason, a man chooses and a slave obeys. What will you do Jason? Listen to their bullshit about the safety of remaining here and the promise of being freed one day or live with your freed brothers who have already escaped?" I said walking over to a table to the side, silencing the room again. "The plan is that we use some smuggled mining explosives to create several pipe bombs and have them placed at critical locations. Jason, you go with Jane and take control of the guard shack by using the keys from the guards to enter the armory. At this point, one of the prison guards will place the pipe-bombs at the gates and the Tesla field generators. By this time the miners will rush to the surface and take control of the communications station." I continued, despite the fact I was a slave and my slave collar proved this, I was a noble leader. I would prefer to die then be taken captive; the same went for my non-blood twin, James Renkato. He was a Fennec fox and certainly acted like one, always sneaking stuff into the mines. "Sam, you rally the miners under ground and cause a mass evacuation. This 'ought to confuse the guards when I get another prison guard detonate those pipe bombs at the gates, the towers and of course the Tesla generators. Jason and Jane, you two raid the armory and supply the rest of the prisoners with all the weapons you can carry." The wolf and ferret nodded while I continued and took inventory over the small amount of explosives that were smuggled into the shack, along with several rolls of tape and some pipes. "As you can see, I only have enough to make 3 pipe bombs of medium strength, not enough to blow the doors wide open but they can break down a good degree of the walls and the generator room. The plan is to make a dash for it tonight." I said, now setting a handmade pile of knives that looked just like combat knives of world war two along with several walkie talkies. "Our contact Tom is already set up near the door and he should be waiting for us. Let's go! To your stations." I stopped Jason and Jane and handed them both a Shiv and a pill "What are the pills for?" Jane asked, taking it in her hand. "Cyanide, got them from Tom. If either one of you get captured, you can either use them to commit suicide or kill a guard by making him eat it somehow." I looked Jane in the eye for a second "Take care of the kid, he means well after all." Jane took my hand and firmly shook it "I won't fail you sir." She said before going off into the cool night air, damp with impending rain.

As the camera drone crossed the open yard, Jason and Jane sneaked past it without a hitch. "Hurry, the guard post is over here." Jane whispered to Jason as they inched closer to the small building. "Okay, I'll take the one on the left and you can get the one on the right." Jason nodded and he went behind the guard to the right with a steel shank. As soon as the one on the left fell, Jason stabbed the piece of metal between his windpipe and into his jugular. The man went silent after being stashed in a bush nearby. "Okay, were in." Jane said into the walkie talkie that I had given her "Good, wait for the first explosion to begin the raid." I said into a walkie talkie before a large plume of dirt rose from the direction of mine number two. A few voices called from inside and out followed a large man in bomb squad armor carrying a heavy mini gun with a grenade launcher attached to it. He looked directly at the two Mkaijot and smiled before flipping down his visor and walking to the sound decoy that was set near the empty mine shaft. Jason crept inside and grabbed the key's from the rack to the armory and throwing them to Jane "Alan should have the weapons down from the armory when we give him these key's, so let's go."

They snuck through the camp without being seen and even killing a few guards that were assholes that they hated, pardon my French, before making it to the armory on the other side of the small town. Jane tossed me the keys and I unlocked the door to let the team they had formed over the past few weeks into the shack. A former United States Marine, Tomas Kersen, had the guards give him the codes when he requested to work on armory duty this week. He had been working with the group and let the group that now included Scott, a dog Mkaijot who was a damn good pilot before they enslaved him, and a number of slaves that Sam had convinced to go with him. I kicked open a case of Kimber 1911's and P99's from the rack and grabbed some throwing knives along with a nice combat knife from Earth. Jane and the rest took similar gear that I grabbed except for Jason who took an Italian SPAS-12 that was retired from all service in 2077. Soon the group was joined by another guard who was to aid in their escape Jason recognized him instantly. He was the man from the shack and talked in what I was told Russian but was mixed with a few other dialects of languages. I nodded and Tom pushed the button on the clacker that detonated all the explosives along the town. Plumes of flame rose from spots along the walls that were quickly put out by the rain. "We make a run for it now, go!"

The group ran for the gate, killing the guards that were trying to stop them from reaching the gate. Alan was the first to notice the explosives did not fully disable the Tesla generators and the field was still active but severely crippled so that people could get through without a problem. It was only bullets that had some trouble getting through. The gate would close after awhile and then there would be no getting out, so Alan slid under the hole in the gate and stabbed a mercenary wielding a flamethrower. The man screamed in pain as he went down and blasted a wall of fire into the gate, causing it to become ablaze.

In the mountains a few miles from the slave mining camp...

The assassin who had been sent to murder William Ramirez but instead befriended him was now turned from proud assassin to a slowly dying man. The PEMC had injected him with toxins that would have killed a normal man in ten minutes, but he had survived and stolen some cure from their labs. The virus unfortunately stayed inside of him and the cure became inert. His man on the inside was gathering plants and herbs to help cure him but it was no good since everything he tried only succeeded in keeping him in this near death limbo for longer. He heard explosions further down the mountain and hoped that cub William had rescued made it out of there after years of him keeping an eye on the camp and helping to aid this escape. He only hoped he did enough as he injected himself with the cure mixed with several herbs in an attempt to get the toxins out of him, but this only caused him to become dizzy and pass out.

Back at the gates just outside the prison...

The group and most of the slaves had already made it through the matter gate and were running across the road when the machine guns in the towers opened up and a helicopter was dispatched to try and kill them all. The slaves around the group were taking a beating and if someone didn't do something soon, they would all be dead. The Russian man yelled out to Tom in Russian before rushing straight at the towers and taking down the chopper with his heavy weapon. James picked up a rifle with a scope on it and started taking pot shots at the towers. He turned around to me and soon ran at the forest before a snipers bullet hit its mark in his shoulder and James went down hard on the floor before two soldiers dressed in all black took him into an armored car that narrowly missed a grenade from the Russians launcher before leaving as fast as it could. "No! James!" I yelled trying to reach him before Tom pulled him back "We need to leave now! You don't want his sacrifice to be in vain, do you!?" I was losing it,I tried to figure out what to do but nothing except two options came to me. Go to help my brother or leave with my life. Toms words snapped some sense into me and I ran into the forest with the rest of the group. "I promise that I'll save you James, I will get you back." I promised to himself as he ran through the jungle, branches tearing into the jacket he stole from a guard on the way out.

Eventually, our group was only a few out of the ten who escaped the prison machine gun towers. The only ones who remained was Tom, Jane, Jason, Sam, Scott, and me. We had ran ourselves to the absolute limit and were nearing a swamp when fatigue took us all without warning and we soon fell asleep by a large tree that was even closer to Benjamin Donnell's house.

When we woke up, all of us were in Ben's house by the mountain cliffs. He said he us to there once he had awoken from his drug induced sleep that finally cured his body of the poison. Sam had some questions for this man, seeing how he didn't try and kill them first "Who are you, and how did you find us?" The man slumped himself in a chair and opened a bottle of whisky before returning an answer to the cold "My names Benjamin Donnell, but you can call be Ben. I found you guy's when I saw a bunch of broken branches move through the jungle and stop near my house. I went after them and found you all curled up near the foot of a tree, sleeping like wee babes."Sam decied to he would deal wth it in the morning and since Tom and I were the only ones awake, Tom had his questions to add to the matter "Why do you wear the PEMC's patches and still not try to kill us? If you didn't figure, were kinda fugitives at this point." Ben took another gulp of the bottle and went to answer the question by pulling out a necklace full of dog tags and a few ID cards. "I'm a paid assassin who unfortunately couldn't kill what he was paid to, so they left me on this place for dead. The PEMC found me and used me as their hunting dog for awhile but I got sick of it and murdered the damn unit I was assigned to. It sounds cold but what they made me do was worse...they, forced me to kill traitors and other men that they didn't need anymore." He threw the tags onto the floor and kicked them into the fire "But I'm a new man and will not let the past kill me anymore. Hey kid, that collar you have on, you want it off?" I nodded and Ben went for a knife near his feet that looked badly rusted but still very sharp. The electronic collar snapped off with a little effort and for the first time in my life I was free of all the restraints that were forced upon me. To show my new complete freedom, I summoned a flame to burn a wound from a grazing bullet and a tree limb closed on my arm. Everyone thought that sleeping would be a good idea at this point since they needed their rest for the coming weeks of basic survival training and to get them in healthy condition, but for now everything was fine with the group as I finally slept not as a slave but as a free man, and as a free Mkaijot warrior.

End of the first chapter