War Efforts of a single Telepath

Victoria stood at the end of a table with a massive globe sitting upon it. red dots revealing current skirmished that were ongoing on the planet. The war against the Mundanes wasn't going well. only 10% of the population of this planet were Advanced and it simply wasn't enough to hold the grounds that they fought for everyday.

With assassinations ongoing of her generals and high ranking officials, the number of people to command troops was dwindling fast and there just wasn't enough time to train everyone the way they needed, so she was in command and known as "Admiral Victoria Labeau", leader of the Advanced Terrans Militia and resistance against the mundane armies.

A few years ago, she had managed to quell a mundane city in Australia and over a short period of time began to take over and soon after that, she began seeing that more and more Advanced were moving into Australia. The Advanced had taken over the continent without being noticed and within a month they had taken out all Australian Government officials and claimed it as their own territory.

"Admiral. Vega squad is under heavy fire in Thailand. Order?", a voice said as she rested her body on her hands as they leaned against the table. She tapped her fingers lightly at the timing of the world and calculated the reults in her head.

"Send two Junior Squads to their central command and then split them up among the outskirts of the battle. flank them and take them out.", she responded, "we have to gain some ground on main land to get anywhere. Thailand musn't fall.", she commanded. The soldier responded with a yes ma'am and the thoughts of that squad shifted out as another came in.

"This is Shiva, infiltration of the american ammunition and suppression depot complete. Orders?", the female voice spoke in a whisper.

"Destroy the facility. take out main supports 3, 7, and 12. Don't bother with the rest. The TK squad can handle bullets but 'suppression' must be nulled.", she responded as she looked at the clock its hands saying a quarter til 7pm.

Her thoughts drifted towards her brother who had been gone several months tracking a Rogue Paranormal and then she looked to Europe and tilted her head.

"Ifrit? You read me?", she questioned as a single dot in France began to burn bright/

Gunfire and yelling could be heard as the thoughts of Ifrit drifted into her mind.
"Oh yea. Eat this you mother...", Ifrit Responded.

"Report.", She commanded. Within a another minute he responded, "Under extreme resistance by Mundane stealth forces. These guys are everywhere... mission unsuccessful. I didn't even get close, these guys knew I was coming. AHHHH!"

Ifrit's thoughts suddenly ended as the red dot on the map faded from view. Victoria sighed and shook her head and the clock ticked into 7 o'clock and she slammed her hands on the table. She knew what had happened and she knew it wasn't good.
"Damn it.", she said as her second in command walked into the pitch black room with a globe being the only light.

"Take a break Admiral. You look like crap.", the male voice said as she walked by him giving him a salute but not saying another word as she flipped the lights on to reveal a fully functioning communications room.

She walked out of the comm room and walked the halls, she sombered to her room and on the way was saluted several times by lower ranking soliders, she just responded with a salute and decided that a shower was in order.

She stripped as she entered the room, pulling the tie from her hair and letting her long purple fall and bounce as she walked to the bathroom. She spent an hour just standing the showers of her bathroom and thought about the war efforts which were going badly. They were losing this war slowly but steadily. After she washed her hair and got out o the shower she wrapped her hair and body with towels and dressed in a pink nighty, laying down in bed thinking of what to do.

"Alex, I wish you were here. We need the help. What would you do?", she thought picking up a clipboard with war reports attached to it. The infiltration missions were fifty-fifty on success, each success stalling the production of the supression system for a day or two but in the long run having nil effect on the war. The guerilla wars faught in multiple countries were going bad, losing 75% of them with minimal losses and retreating back to held grounds. New laws had been passed by GDI, the global defense initiative that made it impossible for any advanced to be considered equal in this world and all the new Advanced that were appearing were flooding her way in by the dozens, not hundreds. The mundane simply had more odds and time to fight whereas the Advanced were fighting to keep what technology they could and stay alive.

Victoria drifted off to sleep and once there, her Transdimensional Telepathy searched for Zero out there in the realms of the unknowns. Victoria's mind never stayed with her and so in truth she never got any rest mentally. She searched for Zero because he had been gone for three months longer than he was supposed to and recently she could feel he was hurt but how bad was unknown. Hours passed since the beginning of her search and eventually she drifted off into a deep slumber that she rarely went into that meant she was so exhausted mentally, that not even the walking dead could wake her.

Victoria slept for several hours without anything passing through her mind. This coma she was something that happened every two weeks. She didn't sleep during that time, she rested to rejuventate her mortal and feeble body but didn't sleep.

As she came from her coma, an energy slipped into her mind. Astral in form, and eradic from this distance. The power had come from afar and she began to trace it but failed to reach its origins before she could make contact.

Her TDT (transdimensional telepathy), often scoured the most outer realms outside her own for a way off a planet that made her kind fear for their lives.

Her mind had touched so many realms, but none seemed to give the answers of refuge that she seeked. A power eminated from a distant direction and she had been constantly trying to connect to it and communicate with it. The energy was emense, powerful enough to move through time and space and touch her extreme senses that appearantly were getting closer to a communications point.

She awoke suddenly as the building she slept in began to shake. Explosions began to ring out as the door was blasted from its hinges by an explosion from just outside her door.

She rolled from her bed and as though they were teleported onto her, her military uniform appeared on her. She took a running start at the flames standing at her door and jumped through activating a communications device that was attacked to her collar.

"SIT. REP!", she screamed listening to the static before an answer replied back.

"WE HAVE MULTIPLE INBOUND FIGHTER PLANES, SHIPS, AND PIERCE TEAMS COMING INLAND. WE HAVE ALMOST NOTHING PREPARED FOR THIS ONSLAUGHT! THEIR WIPING OUT FORCES FASTER THAN WE CAN BRING THEM IN!", the voice screamed back.

Victoria cursed under her breath as she rounded a corned to see several of her men be thrown into a wall from a side hall. They yelled as they hit the wall and gurgled on their own blood as a red armored man walked around the corner and stared at her

Victoria knew this person, his code name was "Slash", a master of vorpal kinetics, the ability to use TK (telekinetics) in a way to cut its target often leaving the target in shreds.

"I tire of this war Victoria.", he said angrily.
Victoria tried to reason with him, "So you turn traitor against your own kind?! Why?"

He smirked as he rose his hand and fired a wave of vorpal-kinetic energy at her, it cutting the hallways and floors at it spiralled in her direction.

Without thought, Victoria lifted a hand and the energy explosded into an array of shards that splittered out and cut everything around her, leaving deep gashes and wholes in the surrounding walls and ceiling.

"This is non-sense! Stop this and help us fight them off.", Victoria spoke in a cry, waving off another vorpal wave into the wall next to her.

"I am already dead Admiral. I am no longer trusted by my own. And those Mundane know I can be traitous. I am dead within the month So no, I cannot.', he said pushing a massive amount of energy towards her, filling the corridor with an energy that disintegrated the path it took.

Victoria put both hands up and forces the vorpal energy to stop. She began to concentrate as the energy began to become small and focused . A tear fell from her eyes as she looked and took a step forward thrusting the energy forward and back to Slash.

He moved quick to dodge, jumping into an adjacent room. Screaming in pain, he hit the floor and looked down to see his legs gone from his body.
Victoria walked forward and looked at him, shaking her head and opening a full comm link to the base.

"EVACUATE TO ALPHA-ZETA-FOUR, I REPEAT, BEGIN A RED ALERT EVAC TO A.Z-FOUR. TK'S GET THERE AND DEFENDE, PYRE'S TAKE UP FLANKS AND HOLD THE LINES! GET ALL CIVILIANS OUT OF HERE!"

Victoria rushed to the comm rooms and focused on the globe to see it blazing australia with a red that matched rivers of blood. This assault was emense, Mundane's were coming in at such a force that there was no defense. Surrounded and outmanned, Victoria was searching for a miracle as she listened to the comms on her collar.

"Civilians are gone. First place they hit....."
"Pyre's are being outgunned by 'Vorpal' forces..."
"TK's holding the line... half of the civilians remaining are in A.Z-Four."

Victoria shook her head as the base fell around her. Dust and debris fell from the ceiling as this red tide fell upon her only home. She cried out ina angre as the comms began to fall into nothing. Everyone was dying and she was in this room left to listen to the torture and destruction of all she knew.

She spun to see several men and women standing at the door. They looked to her, looking for her responses and thoughts. They awaited for some sign of counter attack in her feelings. She looked to them as the last hope of survival as this attack was so fast that no one could defend from it.

"What are we gonna do Admiral? Give us your orders.", a man spoke, he looked at her as her mind worked overtime to figure this out.
In a small low voice, she looked to the man and sighed.
"Are the civilians out?", she asked pulling a .38 special out of her back belt holster.

"Yes ma'am, they have been moved to sanctuary, but won't last long if we don't get there to defense them.", he responded. his voice shook in fear, but his eyes said he was willing to pay the ultimate price to do what was needed.

"Go. Defend them. Get them to Sanctuary. That is my final order. Tulkas, your in command.", she said as the men and women looked at her quizzically.

"GO!", she ordered as the blaring of red lights and sound echoed and lit up the base meaning heavy fighters were on the incoming.

The men and women saluted her one last time as they departed. Victoria looked up as though the sky were their and closed her eyes. She began to focus everything she had to find the energy that had echoed in her dreams every night. She knew there was something out there to save her and her race, and now she was determined to find it.

She glowed with power as she focused to a level she had never achieved before, the room lighting up as her aura became brighter and brighter.

She had nothing to lose now, die or die trying she thought as the echoed of screams and the explosions of bombs falling began to ring out.

"If you can hear me. Please save us...", said in a tone that usually had outside of her uniform. No emotion could be heard from her low voice. She always forced emotion when in uniform, but in truth, she simply had no connection to the feelings within her self.

"I call out to you... I have been searching for weeks. Can you hear me? Please help us.", he voice cracked a bit as emotion somehow pulled its way into her voice. She was terrified. There was no way out, and this was looking to snap the very thought lines of her consciousness.

((( To be continued in the Resistance Realm )))