Chapter 2

Greeny boarded his Battlecruiser and took his seat.
"Commander," He shouted, far louder than necessary, causing several Terrans to jump, one hit his head on the panel above him and died in a ridiculously overdramatic manor.
"Yes Sir?" Asked the Commander, cowering away from Greeny slightly.
"Prepare for launch." Greeny shouted.
"Aye Sir!" Yelped the Commander, almost running to his console. He paused over a few buttons then closed his eyes and jabbed at the command console at random causing several torpedoes to be launched across the hanger and slam into another Battlecruiser.
"Eeep" Squeaked the Commander as the other ship exploded. Greeny rolled his eyes and fired three shots at the Commander, the first two went totally wide and passed into a console, but the third hit the man in the neck, killing him, and splattering blood all across the command deck.
"Why am I surrounded by these incompetent fools?" Greeny shouted rhetorically.
"Because you shoot anyone who shows even a glimmer of intelligence!" Shouted an Ensign back.
Greeny rounded on him and drew his pistol again. He took a shot at the Ensign and splattered the brains of an unlucky technician onto the wall.
"Erm..." he said scratching the back of his neck. He pointed at the Ensign "Let that be a lesson to you!" He shouted, returning to his seat.

"We will be arriving is Sol momentarily my lord" Said Darius, from just behind Walt.
"Excellent, excellent." Walt said "When we jump in I expect some Terran resistance, prepare the fleet for battle."
"Aye Sir" Said Darius. "Any idea how many my lord?" he asked.
"Nope" Walt replied simply. He had always allowed his people to ask questions whilst on missions, it boosted morale.

Greeny and the rest of the Terran fleet ascended into space from their various hangers around the Earth. He once again cursed the designers of the "Invincible" for only programming two speed setting, maximum or off, into the ship. As he shot forewords and backwards, and his lunch threatened to re-emerge he decided that he would have to talk to these designers, and introduce them to his gun.
"Emperor, we are approaching the Brood fleet." Said the Lieutenant, who had just been hastily promoted to Commander. Greeny sat up and the Commander flinched, he had already exceeded the average life expectancy that this position generally came with.
"Lock weapons and fire on my mark." Greeny said. He reached over and pressed the communicator button on the arm of his chair. "To all ships" He said "You know the drill, clump together as much as possible and fire on the same targets." He swallowed "It appears that these foes may be able to..." He hesitated "May be able to defeat a force larger than itself." Several gasps and sounds of horror came through the communicator. "But I am confident of victory." He said, hastily cutting off the transmission.
"Let's go." He said, glaring at his view screen.

"And now for the big surprise." Said Walt, casually as several thousand Matrix ships dropped out of hyper-space just beside the Genus fleet.
"Wow!" Darius said. "Why didn"t you tell us that they were going to help us Sir?"
"What, and ruin the dramatic effect? I don"t think so." Walt replied, his voice filling the room.

"Oh, damn." Greeny said, as he stared at the view screen. "Erm, Fire!" He squeaked "We still outnumber them." He said confidently. There was an explosion and the underside of the consoles became heavily populated again.
"Shields down," shouted the confident Ensign that had challenged Greeny earlier. "They have boarded."

"Oh, damn." Greeny said, subtly returning to his seat. He sighed, this was oddly familiar. "Prepare to fight!" he shouted, sending several more Terrans diving for cover.
The door to the command deck blew off its hinges and flew across the room, several Preservers strode in.
"Fire!" Greeny shouted. The entire command deck lit up with sparks and blood. Greeny was surprised that several of the robots went down, but then looked around and saw that he was alone in the room. All the other Terrans lay dead on the floor, despite the fact that most of them didn"t have any injuries at all. He looked up as the last Preserver advanced on him, it stood on a corpse that moaned and rubbed its back when the robot got off. It slung its gun over its back and held its arm out as a circular saw appeared on the end of it.
"Back off!" Greeny shouted, grabbing the pistol from the nearest corpse, which tried to wrestle it back from him, and shot at the Preserver. Naturally all his shots were miles off target. The Preserver towered over him as he slid down the wall, he covered his face with his arms and waited for the inevitable.
But it never came.

Armageddon rocked backwards and forewords in his command chair excitedly.
"Yeehaw" He shouted "Were going to roast us some Genus, Yeeeehaawww." He fired off a few shots into the air. There was a faint hiss of gas leaking out of the ship.
"We probably have to leave now Sir." Said an Ensign timidly. Armageddon eyed him up and down.
"Yessiree, that"s what were gonna have to do." He shouted as he rocked back and forth in his chair some more. The Ensign rolled his eyes.
"Let"s go Sir," he said patting Arma on the head awkwardly.

Greeny looked up at the Preserver from between his fingers. The saw was mere centimetres from his face, but it was not moving. In fact the entire Preserver was perfectly still. Greeny stood up and waved his hand in front of its face. It jumped to life and Greeny dove for cover, but all it did was stand up straight whilst its arms snapped to its sides. Greeny stood confused for a second and then a soothing Terran female"s voice emerged from its mouth.
"Preserver 223Alpha has encountered a problem and needs to shut down. We apologise for any inconvenience. Do you wish to send an error report?" It said.