Chapter 5: Takeover
Kate opened her eyes to find me covered in the mortar of my new empire sitting on a couple of stacked up bodies. All around us the mortar lay strewn amidst the burning wreckage of a brief battle.
"Hey, Kate." I grinned.
"Hey… Mark." she groaned while clutching her head.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"What am I doing?" she copied.
"Thwarting my plans?" I demanded.
"Thwarting your plans? She copied again.
"Are you?" I growled.
"No." she answered.
"Good, cause that would be bad." I informed her.
"How bad?" she inquired.
"I'd have to kill you." I replied.
"That's bad." she gulped.
"Indeed." I chuckled, "Since you're here you are going to have to ride or die, cause you're either rolling in this car or getting run over by it."
"Nice prison jargon, but that isn't what ride or die is supposed to mean." Kate huffed, smart enough to get where this is going.
"While I would love to have a ride or die, as an interdimensional conqueror I am fine just telling people to ride or die." I smiled widely.
"What exactly are your plans?" Kate asked while looking submissively down at the ground below my mortar throne.
"Topple a tyrannical regime, then some nation building." I smirked.
"Didn't America prove that doesn't work in both Iraq and Afghanistan?" Kate queried.
I laughed then responded, "The entire culmination of America lacks the sheer focus, determination, vision, and grit that I bear gladly in service of the burden of my glorious purpose. Plus murdering all the men and raping all the women is a perfectly valid strategy for me. Far lesser long term results, but still on the table. Fortunately some of the captures informed me that killing the current Emperor is a perfectly valid way of claiming leadership over this perfidious dimension before I turned them into more mortar."
"You are really sticking to that bit." Kate commented.
"Trying to keep things PG-13 to appeal to the casuals." I grinned, "How am I doing?"
"The murder all the men and rape all the women part completely ruined it." Kate deadpanned.
"Fuck!" I spat, "That's cultural."
"Murder and rape are part of your culture?" Kate scrunched her face up in distress.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Oh fuck my life." Kate hissed.
"Anyway. I left enough guns lying around for you to arm a couple of clone platoons. Defend thyself woman. I have some regicide to commit." I let a single tear slip from my eye and smear blood across my face as I try to wipe it away, "Ignore that show of weakness. This is just the kind of thing I have been waiting for so long. I always dreamed of killing an Emperor from another dimension when I was a little boy, and now… now I live out my little boy dreams." I stated before I rocketed off into the red sky.
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I love it when things just line up perfectly, just like today. I created a new skylight in the Flaxan throne room during an emergency meeting between the Emperor and thirty of his top generals. I descended on the Flaxan Emperor like the spear of God and pierced his chest with both hands before hoisting him into the air and pulling him apart, anointing my new reign as Emperor in the rain of his blood.
I sauntered over to the throne and took my seat.
"I am the Emperor now." I declared to the still stunned generals of the Flaxan Army, "All of you are welcome to leave now and gather your armies to challenge me. I will take great care in slaughtering you all to the last man for your defiance."
No one moved despite my telepathic implant sending the message to their minds in a format they could not misunderstand.
When the first general took a knee in submission it started a cascade of capitulation that went throughout the room.
"From now on if you turn against me it is no longer resisting a usurper, but treason against your Emperor. The punishment shall be met upon not only yourselves, but your family, friends, and all known associates. Who commands in this city?" I demanded and a shaky elderly officer with a highly decorated chest plate rose.
"All members of the Imperial Family are to be arrested." I instructed him, "And the rest of you are to carry out this command in your jurisdictions should it be necessary."
Then I remembered the wrinkle in my thousand year plan… "And someone go pick up my girlfriend."
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A hundred Kates marched off a troop transport armed and armored in scavenged Flaxan gear.
"I appreciated the white flag with 'Kate, trust these guys' on it." she snarked while suffering very frayed nerves, "What now?"
"Now we have to govern a nation that has spent its entire living memory doing nothing but fucking, training, and fighting to take slaves so they can keep fucking, training, and fighting. They've got no culture besides their military traditions, and whatever they didn't take the time to stomp out of their slave communities."
"That's… shit." Kate grimaced.
"Turn that frown upside down before it ruins your beautiful face." I smiled to show her how to do it, "Besides, we are going to fix these guys, and you showed up just in time for the big reveal that I'm in charge now. Did the transport have windows?"
She nodded her head.
"Then you saw the crowds. People love coronation ceremonies and no one is ever going to forget this one." I grinned as I led her to the balcony overlooking the amassed forces of the endless Flaxan Army.
"Hello there!" I announced into the nearby microphone system that carried my voice all across the Empire and looked into the drone cameras that lit up to signal for my gaze, "I am in charge now. I am Emperor Markus Sebastian Grayson. And to commemorate this auspicious day I have gathered the whole of the old Imperial Family to display my magnanimity."
"Kill all the males." I ordered, explicitly revealing that I have none.
When the kill squad hesitated I floated down from the balcony, quietly holding in the air above them for a moment, then I tore the sound barrier to pieces and cut a bloody line through miles of the assembled Flaxan forces before returning to the balcony.
"Let me know when you are tired of this." I stated as I waited for the executions to start.
I only needed to two more passes before the kill team gunned down all the male members of the Flaxan Imperial family from the most rotten elders to the freshest babes. Over three hundred of them in total.
"Why keep the females?" Kate questioned as her mouth twitched in fury.
"How hot are you for my right now." I smirked and her bared teeth answered, "Someone is going to have to keep me occupied while you cool off."
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