The Target, Part 2

The Target, Part 2 (A CTI/1976 Fanfiction)
''A continuation of The Target. Readers are advised to go check it out first.''

Somewhere in the North Pacific, onboard the Mygenia.

The Lord Mayor / Supreme Captain of the Mygenia was displeased. He had received a message back from the Nightmares, requesting a summit with them to discuss their future. He growled and wrote a letter back.

もちろん. 私たちとあなたの関係を改善するために何か. しかし、何が起こったのかについての完全な説明以外のことは受け入れないことを私はあなたに警告します.

署名、鉄の市長/市長

(Translated loosely, it reads: Of course. Anything to improve our relationship. However, I will warn you that we will not accept anything other than a full explanation of what happened.

Signed, the Iron Mayor /Captain)

He sealed the message and had one of his messengers send it to the post office. He put his pen back and relaxed. He smiled as a plan formed in his head. If those Nightmares wanted a summit, they would have a summit.

A week later, In the Kappa Stronghold of Kyoto

The Shougun (leader of the Kappas) was checking his newspaper when the message arrived. He opened it and was surprised to see a letter from his fellow pirate leader, Samuel. He read it over. It was an invitation to a summit between the Mygenians and the Nightmares, and Sam was asking him to act as a witness. The Shogun scratched his head. Who gets invited to a summit? However, he shrugged and began writing back.

Around the same time, in the New Japan stronghold at Tokyo

The God Emperor was reviewing his security when he received the letter. He read it over and thought for a long time. He wasn't on the best terms with the Mygenians, but he couldn't pass up a chance to see those disgusting Kuso hatsumei-ka being pounded to dust. He smiled as he wrote a letter back.

At the same time, in the Yazi Stronghold at New Beijing

The Grand Chairman was reading an interesting article on growing lettuce when the letter arrived. He opened it at once. He grimaced when he saw the Mygenian Seal, but he kept reading. At the end he was smiling evilly. He hated the Mygenians, paying no respect to boundaries between seaspaces, but his deep hatred of the Nightmares was more powerful than that. And as they said, 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.' He called for ink and paper, and he began to write.

Kyoto, On board the Lady Luck

Dr. Darwin was nervous. He had never been this nervous in his life. Not even when Dr. Tesla decided to test his prototype lightning thrower, which exploded. He had no idea why the Mygenians had decided to hold the summit at Kyoto, and he had no idea why they invited the most powerful pirate gangs in the pacific to act as 'witnesses', and why they purposely picked the gangs that hated the Nightmares the most.

Dr. Tesla struck him out of his reverie.

"How do you think that we are going to explain this?" He said suddenly. Dr. Darwin looked at his feet, and then answered.

"I didn't say that we were going to explain it, we just need to convince them that we are no threat."

Dr. Tesla looked confused.

"How are supposed to convince the most powerful people on this side of the pacific that an unknown submarine that can land blows on the Mygenia is harmless?"

"You'll see."

Kyoto, the Meeting Hall

“So, what happened?” The Mygenia’s mayor said.

Dr. Darwin took a deep breath. “If I am going to explain this, some parts are going to sound really weird.”

“Explain.”

“So, as you all probably know, the Nightmares mainly manufacture Airships, and we usually don’t go anywhere near the other pirate gangs. All of you leaders here probably can relate to one time that when you saw us, we just picked up and ran.” There was a small wave of laughter from the assembled audience, but there was not a sound from the leaders.

“Knowing our history of running away, it would be strange that we suddenly changed gears and attacked the Mygenia. There is no and will not be a pirate gang that ever will have the bravery (or lack of common sense) to attack the Mygenia itself.”

All while saying this he stared right at the Shogun. To his delight, he saw the mayor glance at the shogun, and there was a glimmer of hatred in his eye. He remembered the time that the Kappa stole the Mygenia.

“In answer to your probable questions, yes, we do own a nuclear submarine, yes, it can travel at over 50 knots, and yes, it can completely vanish off your sonar.”

There was a chorus of worried mutterings. Even the leaders looked unsettled.

“But!” Dr. Darwin continued. “There is nothing to fear. The Ningen, our only homemade submarine, is piloted by a crew of inexperinced sailors. That probably caused the submarine appearing under the Mygenia in the first place.”

The audience and the leaders didn’t look convinced.

“As you all know, we are strictly air-based. This submarine was not designed for us to use it to fight or even act in self defence. It was a prototype and nothing else.”

The Mayor suddenly spoke. “Then what the hell were you going to do with it?”

Dr. Darwin smiled. “We were going to sell it to the NRF or any other country that wanted it.”

The Mayor spoke up again. “Sell a submarine with your precious lightning throwing technology on it? Sounds as likely as the whole pacific drying up tomorrow.”

“Speaking of giving up our lightning technology…” Dr. Darwin said. He made a gesture, and a wooden crate was brought up and placed onto the table.

Suddenly, security guards jumped up out of nowhere, guns raised. They pointed them at Dr. Darwin and all of the other Nightmare representatives present.

“I hope this convinces you of our sincerity.” He said coldly, eying the two dozen gun barrels aimed at him. He began to open the crate, but the security guards stopped him.

“Stop!” One of them said. “It might be a bomb!”

Dr. Darwin sighed.

“First of all, if it was a bomb, I would die too. Second of all, your guns are all empty.”

There was confusion as security guards fumbled with their guns, finding them actually empty. Dr. Darwin took advantage of this pause and opened the crate.

The leaders stood up too see what was inside.

There was complete silence.

 

Inside was a single handheld Tesla cannon, gleaming in the light of the meeting hall. It was made completely out of black metal, and looked strangely sinister in it’s brutalist design.

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“It definitely is a huge step down from some of the cannons we have in our arnesel, but it is enough to decently cook any one of you in this meeting hall.” Dr. Darwin said.

There was a confused silence as the people in the meeting hall processed the information.

Then the Grand Chairman spoke up.

“Would you be willing to give us a demonstration?” He said. He then realized how this could be interpreted as a threat and corrected himself. “On a dummy I mean.”

Dr. Darwin made another gesture and a dummy was brought in. An assistant also gave everyone at the table protective glasses.

He put on thick rubber gloves that were in the box, and picked up the Tesla cannon.

There was a combined silence as he primed the weapon. He then checked a couple dials, pointed it at the dummy, and pulled the trigger.

Nothing happened.

“There must be a mis-” The mayor started.

Suddenly, a bolt of blinding light exploded out of the twin conductors at the head, screamed across the meeting hall, and crashed into the dummy.

The dummy caught fire instantaneously, then exploded.

Pieces of charred and burning cloth fell over the audience like blackened snow.

There was another silence, this time one full of awe and fear.

Long story short, the Captain of the Mygenia accepted the Nightmare’s apologies, along with the Tesla Cannon. The scientists on the Mygenia took apart and reassembled the cannon, but to no avail. They didn’t know how it worked, or even how to fire it. In an attempt to fire it, the cannon backfired and exploded.