A ‘Captain Scarlet and the
Mysterons’ story
by Captain Indy
Author's Note: This story contains references to many
Captain Scarlet episodes, especially Crater 101. Though you don't have to have
seen that episode to understand this story, it will certainly help!
~ 1 ~
A Direct Assault
'Colonel, the
World President is on the radio for you,' piped Captain Magenta. Lieutenant
Green was off duty and Magenta was occupying his usual seat in the Cloudbase
Control Room.
'Thank you,
Captain. Put him through.'
'Umm ... how do I
do that, Colonel?'
Colonel White
heaved a sigh and rolled his eyes. He was losing patience with Captain Magenta's
far-too-eager attitude, and couldn't wait for it to be Green's shift again. He
hadn't realised how much he relied on the efficient young man.
'You press that
white button on the left side of the console, or something,' he gestured
vaguely. Captain Magenta scanned the desk in front of him. 'I found it, sir!' he
said triumphantly. Colonel White rolled his eyes again and picked up the
telephone on his rotating desk.
'Members of
Spectrum, this is Colonel White speaking. Captains Scarlet, Blue, Ochre and
Grey, report to the control room immediately. Lieutenant Green, you come as
well.' The PA system died out.
Captain Grey
lowered his newspaper and sighed. 'I just got off duty!' he grumbled.
'Does anyone know
what's going on? There hasn't been a Mysteron threat.' Captain Blue voiced what
they were all wondering. The only response he received was two shaking heads.
The three captains stood and walked to the door.
'Where'd Scarlet
get to?' asked Ochre as they hurried down the corridor towards Cloudbase Control
Blue shrugged.
'Possibly went to do more tests in Sickbay.'
'What happened on
the last mission of yours, anyway?' asked Grey. 'Scarlet won't tell us. And
Ochre has tried his best to weasel it out of him.'
Blue groaned. 'You
don't want to know.' The mere thought of telling his colleagues he'd been
drugged and kidnapped was embarrassing. He was saved from further pressing by
the fact that they'd almost reached the control room. Lieutenant Green arrived
at the door just before they did.
'What's going on?'
he asked breathlessly - he'd run all the way from his quarters. 'Has there been
a Mysteron threat?'
'No,' said a voice
from inside the control room. 'Stop gossiping outside the door and come in. This
is an operational base, not a rest centre!'
Captain Ochre
grinned and rolled his eyes expressively at Blue, who frowned reprovingly and
opened the door. The four men entered.
'What's going on,
Colonel?' asked Blue.
'I'll tell you
when Scarlet gets here. Where is that fellow?'
Blue sat down and
was about to shrug, but then heard another breathless voice behind him.
'Here, Colonel,'
Scarlet said. He slid into the empty chair between Grey and Blue.
'Where were you?'
asked Ochre.
'Sickbay,' Scarlet
said briefly. 'More tests.' The others nodded sympathetically.
White cleared his
throat, and they turned their attention to him. 'Gentlemen,' he said, 'I have
received orders from the World President. He had authorized us to begin the
final stage of Operation Sword.'
'Which means?'
asked Ochre.
'We will directly
assault the main Martian complex.'
Blue's eyes
widened in surprise. He glanced at his fellow officers and saw that they had a
similar reaction. This would be the most daring move made yet.
'But how?'
objected Scarlet. 'Their defences must be impenetrable - and they'll just
retro-metabolise anything we destroy.'
'Exactly,' replied
the colonel. 'But we can prevent that ahead of time. Don't tell me, Captain,
that you have forgotten your mission in Crater 101?'
'No, sir, I
haven't. But the defences at the main complex must be greater than the ones we
met there.'
'That's likely,
Captain. And that's why I'm sending a larger force. All five captains will be
going.' Lieutenant Green's face fell. 'No non-Spectrum personnel will be going.
We need to minimize the risk. This is a critical operation. I don't need to tell
you that secrecy is imperative. You will be taking off for Mars in exactly
forty-eight hours. That gives you time to prepare, and gives the ground staff
time to prepare the Zero-X.'
'The Zero-X,
Colonel?' asked a surprised Ochre. Blue was also surprised. He'd been expecting
them to use the new spacecraft designed for this purpose.
'Yes. The damage
to Hotspot Tower caused by the Mysterons means that the new spacecraft won't be
ready for two years. We don't have that kind of time, so we'll have to use
whatever we can.' He paused, looking at each of his officers in turn. 'Report
here in twenty-four hours. We need to move fast.'
'SIG, Colonel,'
replied Captain Scarlet. The other captains responded in kind.
'What was the
mission in Crater 101 about, anyway?' asked Ochre curiously. 'It was always kept
hush-hush.'
The five captains
were spending what, for all they knew, could be their last hour on Cloudbase in
the officers lounge. Scarlet, lounging on the largest sofa, frowned. 'The idea
was that Blue, Green and I would go into the Mysteron complex inside the crater
and remove the power source. Then the folks at Lunarville 6 would blow the place
sky-high when we were clear, without the Mysterons being able to reconstruct
it.'
'In theory,
anyway,' said Blue with a grimace. 'The hitch was that the man who was planting
the bomb was a Mysteron.'
'I see,' said
Ochre. 'So you're hoping there'll be no Mysteron agents around this time.'
'That, or that we
find them before they can do any damage,' replied Scarlet.
~ 2 ~
Third Time
Unlucky
'Right, men,'
finished Colonel White. 'I'm sure you all know your duty. Captain Scarlet will
be field commander.' Blue glanced at Scarlet, who frowned slightly but said
nothing. Blue understood - he too would hate to have the responsibility for such
an important mission. 'We don't know if long-range radios will work inside the
complex, so be ready with a backup plan in case you are separated.'
There was a chorus
of 'SIG' and 'Yes, sir'. Colonel White smiled faintly, not something he did
often while on duty. 'This is the most important mission we have undertaken yet.
I don't need to tell you that you may not come back alive.' He met the eyes of
each man in turn. 'I'm proud of what you have done for Spectrum - and what you
are going to do. Success could mean the end of the war of nerves. Good luck.'
While Colonel
White was making his motivational speech on Cloudbase, the Zero-X spacecraft was
being prepared for its launch in twenty-four hours. Circuits were being tested
and routine checks made. The ship had made two safe flights to Mars (it's really
not fair to blame it for the failure of its second attempt) and there was no
logical reason to believe that the third flight would be any different. But
nothing connected to the Mysterons was particularly logical.
'What was that?'
asked one technician, startled by the sound of a footstep.
'I didn't hear
anything. You must be going crackers. Come on, keep working.'
If it was possible
for Captain Black to show emotion, he would have sighed with relief. He was
hiding around the corner from the engineers, and had narrowly escaped being
spotted. His dark clothing gave him some cover, but his pale face was all too
easy to spot. He slipped towards the main capsule of the Zero-X, now holding his
arm over his face.
He reached the
service hatch and climbed silently inside, closing it behind him.
'Well, Scarlet,
who's going to fly the spaceship?' asked Magenta. The captains were in a SPJ,
flying to the Zero-X launch site.
'Blue and Ochre
can fly us there,' replied Scarlet. 'Then Grey' - he glanced at the captain -
'can stay in the ship while we disable the power source.'
'Oh no,' groaned
Ochre. 'Remember what happened last time Blue and I tried to fly a plane
together?'
Scarlet chuckled.
'Don't remind me, I might change my mind.'
'How similar do
you think this complex will be to the one we found on the moon?' asked Blue,
anxious to change the subject. That incident was not one he was proud of.
Scarlet shrugged.
'I can only guess. Hopefully there isn't too much difference, so we can actually
figure out what's going on.'
The radio fizzed
into life. 'This is Launch Station Control. Identify yourself.'
Blue, who was the
pilot of the SPJ, started transmission. 'Launch Station Control, this is SPJ
249. Request permission to land. Carrying the crew of the Zero-X.'
'SPJ 249, this is
Launch Station Control. You are cleared to land. Use runway 3.'
'SIG.'
'Everyone ready
for lift-off?' asked Captain Ochre, glancing around the cockpit of the Zero-X.
Captain Blue was sitting next to him at the controls, and the other three
sitting behind facing various instrument panels. Jobs usually done by the
onboard computer were being taken over by the Spectrum crew - they were taking
no chances.
'SIG,' replied
Captain Grey.
'Spectrum is
Green,' answered Captain Scarlet.
'Yup,' said
Magenta casually. Everyone turned and stared at him. 'What?'
Blue rolled his
eyes. 'Control, we are ready to start countdown. All systems are SIG.'
Separated from the
cockpit by the all too thin service hatch door, Captain Black smiled
humourlessly. 'Foolish Earthmen,' he muttered.
He considered. He
could surprise them now, before they had a chance to discover him, and run the
risk of being overpowered. Or, he could wait and risk being discovered, but be
able to strike harder. His Mysteron masters had often underestimated Spectrum,
but it was not a mistake he intended to make. No, he'd wait until he was on home
turf, and be certain of destroying all of Spectrum's high ranking
officers. Even the indestructible Captain Scarlet, he thought.
The Mysterons
would have home court advantage, and Spectrum didn't even have the advantage of
surprise.
~ 3 ~
See You Later -
I Hope!
It had been
several days since the takeoff of the Zero-X. Technology breakthroughs over the
past few years meant it took less than a sixth of the time to get to Mars than
it had taken on the first attempt five years earlier, so they had almost reached
the infamous red planet.
'We'll be going
into orbit in an hour, Captain Scarlet,' reported Captain Ochre.
Captain Scarlet,
who was facing his controls and away from the others, did not respond.
'Captain?' Ochre
tried again. 'Are you all right?'
'Fine,' came
Scarlet's rather strained voice from the other side of the cockpit. 'I just
haven't felt myself for the past few days, that's all. Most likely because we
are approaching the Mysteron complex.'
Captain Black,
still hidden inside the cramped service hatch, let out the breath he had been
holding. For a moment he had though Scarlet's sixth sense had picked up on his
presence. But Scarlet had no reason to believe Black was aboard the Zero-X - he,
as Black had been hoping he would, put down his sickness to the fact they were
nearing the complex.
In the darkness,
Captain Black frowned coldly. Soon it would be time to strike.
'Going into orbit
- now,' reported Captain Blue. He checked his instrumentation. 'Successful
orbit. We should be ready to depart for the surface in the MEV in ten minutes.'
'SIG,' said
Captain Grey. He smiled slightly. 'Does this baby have any little quirks I
should know about before I take the wheel in ten minutes?'
Ochre shook his
head. 'Nothing out of the ordinary. It's as easy as flying an SPJ.'
'Or a bomber,'
Magenta put in teasingly. Blue shot him a warning glare.
'Are the lander
systems okay?' asked Scarlet. Blue glanced at him. He was pale, but didn't seem
to be suffering too much from the close proximity to the complex.
Grey checked the
panel in front of him. 'All green.'
'Good. Start
getting your spacesuits on, those of you who are coming down.'
Inside the service
hatch, Black started putting on his own spacesuit. He had the advantage over the
Earthmen - he knew what he was up against. They didn't have a clue.
'Radio check.
Captain Scarlet, can you hear me?'
'SIG, Captain
Grey,' came the voice from the radio. Grey nodded, reassured. If there had been
anything wrong with the radio connection... he hated to even think of the
consequences.
'Right. Contact me
if you need to be picked up ahead of schedule. Am about to release the MEV. See
you later!'
'I hope,' came
back the dry voice of Captain Ochre. Grey chuckled.
Captain Grey
reached for the release lever. He did not hear the service hatch open. He did
not see a spacesuited figure sneaking up behind him. But he did feel something
very hard come down on the back of his head.
Captain Black
shoved the unconscious body of Captain Grey to the floor, smiling grimly. He set
the MEV release on a timer - it would disconnect in precisely two minutes. Then
he turned and left the cockpit.
'What's taking
Grey so long?' Magenta said crossly, drumming his fingers on the back of
Scarlet's chair.
'Cut that out!'
the English captain said crossly. 'But you're right. It should have released two
minutes ago. What's going on?'
Just then, there
was a soft clunk, and they felt the Martian Exploration Vehicle begin to
separate from the Zero-X. Captain Blue, at the controls, began to fiddle with a
few switches. 'All green,' he reported. 'We're away.'
'SIG,' said
Scarlet. 'Take us down on the other side of the ridge near the complex.' He
shivered, not sure why. Maybe it was because, two years earlier, this same MEV
had mounted the ridge he was talking about - and only one man from that crew had
come back alive.
He would have
worried even more if he had known that, hidden in a back compartment of the MEV,
that one man, now under Mysteron influence, was silently waiting for them to
land.
~ 4 ~
It Would Be Rude
To Refuse
The MEV hit the
surface of Mars with a thump, shaking its crew in their seats.
'There's the
ridge,' said Scarlet, pointing at a high wall of rock that blocked whatever was
beyond from their view. His head was thumping crazily, like someone was
repeatedly whacking it from the inside. He told himself to get a grip - he'd
need to be alert for the next few hours. Sometimes this sixth sense can be
more hindrance than help, he thought. 'Are you ready, Captain Blue?'
'SIG,' said Blue,
who was driving the MEV. He glanced back at Scarlet, and the English captain
thought he could see concern in his friend's eyes. He frowned at him. 'I'm fine,
Adam,' he said in a low voice that only reached Blue's ears.
'I know,' said
Blue. 'Just checking.' He turned back to his controls.
Scarlet shook his
head in an attempt to clear the cobwebs. His headache was getting worse now. He
hoped this wouldn't affect him when the time came. He sighed and closed his
eyes. He couldn't botch this. It was his most important mission yet.
This is the voice
of the Mysterons.
We know of your
pathetic attempt to destroy our Martian Complex. But it will not succeed. It
will fail. Captains Scarlet, Blue, Ochre, Magenta and Grey will die. Your weak
excuse for a spaceship, the Zero-X, will be destroyed.
We have not
forgotten. We will be avenged.
Colonel White
sighed as the empty voice echoed eerily around Cloudbase. How had the Mysterons
found out? He'd at least hoped they'd have the element of surprise, but that
blessing had been denied. Lieutenant Green glanced at him, face strained. 'Don't
worry, Lieutenant, we'll get the better of them this time,' White said
confidently. He needed to keep everyone calm. And if he himself panicked...
If only he knew
what was going on!
The MEV mounted
the ridge slowly, dust swirling around it as it churned up the dirt trying to
make it up the last few feet. They had followed in the MEV tracks from the
ill-fated expedition in 2068 two years earlier - a situation which didn't make
Scarlet any more comfortable. It was close to this spot where Captain Black had
been taken over by the Mysterons and had been forced to do their bidding ever
since. A cold shiver went up Scarlet's spine as he imagined himself suffering
the same fate.
'Get a hold of
yourself, you idiot,' he chastised himself aloud.
'What did you
say?' asked Ochre.
'Nothing. We're
almost at the top. Be ready for anything.'
Just then the MEV
reached the top of the ridge. The Mysteron complex stood in the very bottom of
the crater - dazzling lights and colours obscured by a strange misty haze.
Scarlet peered at it wonderingly.
'Yes, it's rather
like the complex on the moon,' said Blue awkwardly, breaking the eerie silence.
'Yes,' agreed
Scarlet. His head still ached, but he shook off the urge to close his eyes with
an effort. This may be our last chance to do this, he thought. We have
to get it right!
'Right, everyone,
prepare to leave the MEV. Make sure you have plenty of air in your tanks. What's
the gravity like out there, Captain Ochre?'
Ochre glanced at a
nearby gauge. 'Low, but we should still be able to walk okay. As long as Magenta
doesn't get too enthusiastic and bounce off into space.'
'Hey!' protested
the pink-clad captain.
Scarlet rolled his
eyes. 'Just get ready, will you!' he snapped. 'And everyone be careful.'
Scarlet was the
first to step outside the MEV. It was a while since he had walked in such low
gravity; it was strange to feel so light. If only I wasn't feeling
light-headed into the bargain, he thought slightly crossly. Why hadn't the
Mysterons given him a more useful sixth sense?
Blue was close
behind him. 'It's more hazy than it was on the moon,' he commented through his
spacesuit radio.
Scarlet nodded.
'Yes, it'll be harder to see. We'll need to stick together.' He glanced back at
Ochre, who was climbing down. 'Come on.'
As the four
captains walked gingerly towards the largest building in the complex, the mist
hid another spacesuited figure that was following them. He vanished through the
wall of a nearby tower.
As they reached
the main building, a section of hazy wall seemed to vanish completely, leaving a
misty doorway into an inside chamber. Scarlet glanced at the others.
'Looks like an
invitation,' said Ochre, raising an eyebrow.
'Yes,' said Blue
with a faint grin. 'And it would be rude to refuse.'
Scarlet laughed.
'After you, then, Captain.'
Blue shook his
spacesuited head emphatically. 'No way, you're field commander!'
Scarlet sighed,
braced himself, and entered into the unknown.
~ 5 ~
The Mystery Of
The Mysterons
As Scarlet stepped
into the haze, things became clearer. He was standing inside a room large enough
to comfortably admit them all, with opaque walls of an indefinable colour. The
far corner of the room was hazy, but as he stepped towards it he could see it
clearly. There were no apparent exits apart from the one he'd entered through.
'Now this
is spooky,' said Ochre cheerfully.
Scarlet turned to
him. The others had followed him through the door. 'Very spooky,' he agreed.
'Now, could you perhaps see if you can find a way further in?'
Magenta reached
out to touch one of the walls, and his hand went straight through it. 'We could
just walk through,' he suggested.
'Without seeing
what's on the other side?' said Blue sceptically.
If it was possible
to shrug in a spacesuit, Scarlet would have. 'We did that in Crater 101, didn't
we?'
'That was
different. Here the defences could be far higher. We could walk straight into a
trap.'
'I think we
already have,' said Ochre, looking back at the door. Scarlet followed his gaze.
The door they had entered through was rapidly turning back into the wall it had
been before they had entered.
'I hate the
Mysterons,' he said viciously.
'So do we all, but
saying that won't help us get out,' said Blue sensibly. 'There must be a way
into the rest of the complex.' He touched the wall like Magenta had, but this
time it stayed solid. 'There goes that method.'
'Is it me, or is
it getting mistier in here?' said Magenta, turning his spacesuited head slowly.
Scarlet glanced around. 'It's not you. If it gets any hazier, we won't be able
to see a thing. Captain Blue, is it just an illusion, or is that mist an actual
substance?'
Blue checked on
his scanner. 'It's a gas of some sort. The same as in Crater 101, but in far
larger quantities.'
'Well, if it's
getting thicker, it must be coming from somewhere. Try to find a vent or
something.'
The four captains
began to examine the walls, feeling carefully along them with gloved fingers.
'Nothing on this
wall,' said Scarlet after what seemed like an eternity. 'Captain Blue?'
'Nothing here
either,' Blue replied. 'No, wait - here.' He was pointing to a section of wall
only about three feet by three feet, close to the floor on the wall furthest
from the door. It appeared just like a wall, but gas seemed to be flowing in
through it. He touched it gingerly and it dissolved into a cloud of gas. There
was a fairly steady flow into the room.
Scarlet walked
over to it and bent, trying to get a look through it. The gas totally obscured
his vision. There was no way of telling what was beyond. He turned and looked at
the other three captains, standing behind him. 'Well?'
'You're field
commander. It's your call.'
Scarlet swallowed.
It could get them into worse trouble - or it could complete the mission for
them. 'Follow me. Blue, bring up the rear. Magenta, come next.' Without waiting
for an answer, he crawled cautiously into the gap.
This is the voice
of the Mysterons.
Your pathetic
excuses for agents have made it inside our complex. But they are only walking
further into a trap. Call them off now, or it will be the worse for them.
We will have our
revenge on you. You started the shockwave, and you will suffer.
Lieutenant Green
turned to face the colonel as the echoes of the voice faded. 'Sir,' he said
urgently.
'What is it,
Lieutenant?'
'They're scared.'
Colonel White
nodded. 'Yes.'
The more he
thought about it, the more it made sense. The Mysterons feared the success of
the captains' mission, and were warning them off just in case. The Mysterons
were not nearly as all-powerful as they made out.
Nevertheless, they
were still a formidable opponent. And it was still possible that they weren't
afraid, and were giving the five captains a last chance.
~ 6 ~
The Parting Of
The Ways
The tunnel had
narrowed. The captains were crawling through the vent, which was barely big
enough to accommodate them. There was a faint glow of light, but it might as
well have been pitch black; the gas made seeing what was ahead impossible.
Scarlet moved slowly, feeling the floor in front of him before committing his
weight to it. Did the Mysterons know where they were? And if they did, why
hadn't they tried to stop them? He had expected to meet more resistance than
this.
'Can you see
anything, Scarlet?' said Magenta eagerly for the fifth time.
'No, it's too
misty,' replied Scarlet patiently, also for the fifth time. 'Ask again and I'll
kick you.'
Magenta shuddered.
He hated confined spaces. The walls of the tunnel were brushing against his
shoulders as he crawled along. The tunnel narrowed again and he resisted the
urge to scream.
'Ouch!' That was
Scarlet. He'd come to a sudden stop. Magenta waited expectantly. 'I crashed into
the wall. The tunnel ends here.'
Magenta sighed,
disappointed. 'Do we have to go back?'
He could see
Scarlet feeling around ahead. 'Don't worry. Now it goes up. There's a
ladder.' The field commander straightened and began to climb up. Magenta
followed awkwardly. How could Scarlet climb so easily in his spacesuit?
Scarlet reached
the top of the ladder and climbed up. His head was throbbing more now; they must
be nearing the heart of the complex. The gas obscured his vision, but as he
stepped forward, it dissolved, revealing the interior. Strange machines, the
likes of which Scarlet had never seen on Earth, were scattered around with
seemingly no attention paid to efficiency of space or easy movement. The walls
glowed oddly, shining and glimmering with a bizarre light.
At the centre of
the large room were two large tubes, shining silver. They stretched up into the
ceiling - elevators? thought Scarlet. He walked over to one and touched
it. A doorway appeared slowly, the silver surface almost dissolving until there
was a clear, rounded oval in the side of the cylinder.
He turned to the
other captains. Magenta and Ochre had climbed out, and Blue was in the process
of doing so. Ochre was occupied with examining what looked like a large oval
table.
'Don't touch
anything,' warned Scarlet. 'Captain Blue, what would you say these are?'
Blue came over and
examined the tube. 'An elevator, most likely.'
'That's what I
thought.' Scarlet frowned. 'There are two. Do they both lead to the same place,
or different places?'
'There's only one
way to find out,' said Blue.
'Yes. We'll split
up. Captain Ochre, Captain Magenta, you go up this tube. Captain Blue and I will
take the other. Don't go running headlong into danger' - this last looking at
Magenta - 'and don't go too far.'
'SIG,' said
Magenta and Ochre in unison. They stepped towards the tube. Ochre stepped
cautiously inside, followed by Magenta. Then the hole in the silver cylinder
filled in, slowly at first, but faster and faster until it was closed again.
Trapped inside the
tube, Ochre and Magenta could do nothing but wait. There was a strange lifting
sensation, and the floor beneath them began to rise.
'Now what's
Scarlet got us into?' wondered Ochre aloud.
'You sound pretty
cheerful about it,' muttered Magenta.
Then the elevator
stopped. The 'door' began to fade away again, and soon it was fully open.
Magenta jumped out impatiently, closely followed by Ochre.
They found
themselves in a featureless chamber, with soft fluorescent pink walls. The only
thing in the chamber apart from them was the silver tube.
'The walls match
your uniform,' joked Ochre, nudging Magenta playfully.
'Cut it out,'
Magenta snapped. 'It's a dead end. Let's go back and catch up with the others.'
He turned and gasped. The doorway to the tube was rapidly vanishing. He touched
it, but it stayed firm.
'One
way,' groaned Ochre. 'Now we're stuck.'
Magenta clenched
his fists. 'If I ever see that Captain Scarlet again, I'll kill him!'
~ 7 ~
Been Nice
Working With You
The tube closed
around Captains Scarlet and Blue, and the floor began to rise. 'I don't remember
there being elevators that gave me claustrophobia in Crater 101,' Blue grumbled.
'No, just
anti-gravity pads that nearly gave me a heart attack when I stepped on one,'
said Scarlet cheerfully.
The lifting
stopped. Slowly, the silver door began to fizzle and vanish. Scarlet stepped out
cautiously. Before he could take in his surroundings, he was hit by a wave of
dizziness. He placed a hand on the tube to stay upright. Whatever's in here
must be a really strong Mysteron presence, he thought grimly.
'Captain? Are you
all right?'
Scarlet opened his
eyes with an effort. 'Yes. I'm fine.' Still leaning on the tube, he surveyed the
room quickly. What he saw almost took his breath away.
The tube was at
one end of a long room with softly glowing green walls, ceiling, and floor. At
the far end of the room, a large table that reminded Scarlet of the Kurnitz
console back at Cloudbase stood alone. On top of it was a diamond the size of
Scarlet's space helmet. It pulsed rhythmically, glowing with an amber light.
Scarlet started
towards the console, cautious and alert. To all appearances he and Blue were
completely alone. But you can never be sure of that with the Mysterons,
he thought grimly.
He reached the
console. 'The pulsator is too big to disconnect. Any idea how we could get rid
of it?'
'We could overload
the console,' Blue considered. 'But I don't know how it works.'
Scarlet frowned.
'I saw them use the Kurnitz console back at base when we tried to contact the
Mysterons.' He scanned the control panels. They were labelled in a way that was
totally alien but somehow strangely familiar. Most of the buttons and dials made
no sense, but off to one side was a red knob that looked like a voltage
controller. 'I'll see what I can do.'
Slowly, he began
to turn the knob.
'What's that
dreadful noise, Lieutenant?' said Colonel White crossly. A low buzzing noise was
reverberating around Cloudbase, getting slowly louder and louder.
'I don't know,
Colonel,' said a worried Lieutenant Green. 'I've tried to stop it. It's coming
from the speakers, but I can't control them.'
'Like when there's
a Mysteron threat,' muttered the colonel. Did that mean Scarlet and the others
had made it to the power source?
Scarlet winched
the knob up higher and higher, until warning lights began to flash all over the
console.
'It'll blow,'
cautioned Blue.
'It's the only way
to do it,' said Scarlet determinedly. He gritted his teeth and prepared to give
the knob one final turn.
'I wouldn't do
that if I were you, Earthman.'
Scarlet and Blue
spun to face the new arrival. He held a small gun, pointed directly at Scarlet.
His face was shadowed by his spacesuit, but Scarlet knew that eerie, empty
voice. The voice of one who had once been his friend. Before...
'Why not, Black?'
he sneered, placing his hand on the knob again. 'Afraid?'
'I am not afraid.
But you should be, Earthman. You rely on the Mysterons for your
retrometabolistic abilities. Destroy that stone, and you will no longer be
invulnerable.'
Scarlet whitened,
despite himself. 'You're lying,' he said through his teeth. 'You're trying to
trick me into surrendering to save my own life.'
'I am not lying,
Earthman. I wish I were.' Was there... a note of sadness in his voice? Scarlet
shook his head slightly. This was not the time to wonder if Black could be
turned from the Mysteron's control. Trying to reason with him was useless, as
Scarlet had discovered before.
'Don't believe
him, Paul,' came Blue's urgent whisper. 'He's just trying to make you make a
mistake.'
Scarlet shook his
head. 'No, Black. You've failed.' he said evenly. 'I'm not afraid to die. Even
if I don't revive. I know the price I may have to pay for destroying your
masters.' He paused, glaring at the spacesuited figure at the other end of the
room. 'It'll be worth it.'
He glanced back at
Blue. Blue's face was white behind his spacesuit visor. He was unobtrusively
reaching for his sidearm. Scarlet nodded to him briefly. 'It's been nice working
with you, Adam.'
Then he grabbed
the knob and twisted it violently into place.
~ 8 ~
The Mysterons
Will Be Avenged
The pulsator
glowed blindingly bright, then shattered into a billion tiny pieces. Scarlet was
thrown backward by the blast. He slammed painfully against the wall; spots
danced in front of him. Dimly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Blue lying
limp on the ground, out cold - or worse. But Scarlet had more pressing things to
worry about - Captain Black was struggling to his feet, gun still in hand.
Scarlet felt for his own sidearm. Somehow it had gone missing. Scarlet groaned
inwardly, then flung himself behind the smoking console as a shower of bullets
landed where he had been a split-second before.
A deafening boom
crashed through every speaker on Cloudbase. Those wearing radio caps were
deafened for the next thirty seconds. The luckier ones who weren't, including
Colonel White, covered their ears until the noise of the blast stopped. But it
was more than a blast - it was a collective scream of frustration as every
Mysteron on Mars realised their moments were numbered. And it was all because of
one 'Earthman' who had been their creation in the first place.
Lieutenant Green
removed his hands from his ears. 'What could this mean, Colonel?'
The colonel
frowned for a moment. If his earlier guess at what the buzzing noise was was
correct that meant -
'They must have
made it!' The lieutenant had never heard his commander sound so excited. 'They
must have destroyed the power source! They've done it!'
Scarlet crouched
behind the console, bullets whizzing past his ears. 'Give up, Black! You've
lost! It's over!'
'No, it's not,
Earthman!' hollered the furious Mysteron agent. One bullet slightly grazed the
side of Scarlet's helmet. 'We will be avenged!'
Scarlet's mind was
racing. The Mysterons were clearly bent on killing him, and if what Black had
said was true ... and some inexplicable instinct told Scarlet Black had not
lied. An idea occurred to him. If there was even the slightest trace of Conrad
Turner left in that psychopath, maybe there was a chance.
'Black, please,
listen to me! You don't have to serve the Mysterons! I broke free, so can you!'
Black paused for a moment in his relentless advance. His firm hold on his pistol
wavered slightly. Scarlet held his breath. Would he?
'It is too late
for me, Earthman.' There it was, that hint of sadness in his voice again. 'The
Mysterons' instructions will be carried out.' Black took another step forward.
Scarlet took a
deep breath, then, taking advantage of the low gravity, launched himself at his
opponent. Both men fell, Scarlet on top of Black. He grabbed for the gun, but
Black held on. They tussled on the floor, both striving for the one weapon.
Slowly, Captain
Blue's vision came into focus. He was lying against the far wall of the room,
next to the console. He raised his head woozily, propping himself up on one
elbow. At the other end of the room, Black had the pistol and was standing
triumphantly in front of Scarlet, who was against a wall. The gun was aimed at
the Spectrum agent's heart. 'Now, Captain Scarlet, you will die for the last
time.'
Blue looked around
desperately for his sidearm. There it was, on the other side of the console. He
dived for it, snatched it up, and scrambled to his feet.
Blue did not hear
the sound of the shotgun, as sound doesn't travel in space. But he saw Scarlet
wince and crumple to the ground. Blue didn't hesitate for a moment. He aimed his
pistol and fired three bullets into Captain Black's back.
'Paul? Can you
hear me? Come on, please!'
Captain Blue's
efforts were rewarded by a faint moan. He saw Scarlet's eyelids flicker, then
open. 'Adam?' he said weakly.
'Yes, it's me.
Hang on, I'm going to get you out of here.'
'No.' Scarlet made
a weak detaining gesture. 'I'll slow you down too much. Find Ochre and Magenta,
then get out and destroy this place before the Mysterons use plan B, whatever it
is. They can't have been totally relying on Black.'
'I'm not leaving
you here. You have to get back to Cloudbase.'
'There's no point.
I'm not going to make it. Black was telling the truth.'
'How do you know?'
'I just know.'
Scarlet's voice was getting weaker by the second. 'Just get out. Finish the
mission. If you take me along, you won't make it either.'
'No. You're coming
with us.'
Scarlet laughed
faintly. 'That's an order, Captain Blue.'
Blue reluctantly
half-stood. 'SIG. Goodbye, Paul.'
'Goodbye, Adam.'
Captain Scarlet
closed his eyes.
~ 9 ~
Nothing Left But
Rubble
Captain Magenta
slumped against the wall. He'd been banging uselessly on the tube for the past
ten minutes. 'It's no good. We're just going to have to sit here until we run
out of air.'
Ochre groaned.
'Don't say that.'
'But it's true,
isn't it?'
Ochre was about to
reply, but noticed a doorway was beginning to fade in the door again. 'Look!'
Magenta sighed in
relief, then jumped up. As the doorway faded more, the figure of Captain Blue
was visible. 'Come on, you two! It's time to get out of here!'
'SIG.' Magenta ran
into the tube next to him, closely followed by Ochre. 'Where's Scarlet?'
'He didn't make
it.'
'But he'll come
round!' protested Ochre. 'Why don't we get him out of here?'
Blue turned to
Ochre. 'You don't understand,' he said wearily. 'He's dead. Really dead.
Permanently. When we destroyed the power source, Captain Black shot him.'
'Captain Black?!
How'd he get here?'
'I don't know.
Maybe he stowed away in the Zero-X. We'll never know how he did it.'
'Because he's dead
too?'
'Yes.'
The elevator had
reached the bottom of the tube. The door opened again. As Ochre stepped out, he
glanced back at Blue. His expression was hard, and his face set.
'We better get in
touch with Grey,' said Magenta as they clambered awkwardly up the ridge towards
the MEV.
'Yes,' said Blue.
'But we can't until we are inside the MEV.'
Just then a flash
of red light sped past them, and struck the ground near Blue. The ground shook,
and rocks began to tumble down the slope.
'They're shooting
at us!' yelled Magenta, stating the obvious.
'Then climb
faster!'
They reached the
MEV, and climbed in thankfully. Blue, though not officially in command, was
quick to take charge in Scarlet's absence. 'Ochre, prepare the weapons systems.
Magenta, check the scanners. Are they going to fire at us again?'
Magenta checked
the scanners as he strapped himself in. 'Not just yet, I don't think.'
'Then we have some
time. Ochre, let them have it.' Blue unconsciously echoed the words of Captain
Black two years earlier.
Ochre pressed the
button. The MEV's gun fired again and again, causing explosion after explosion
in the complex. Until there was nothing left but rubble, as it had happened two
years earlier. But unlike the first time, the complex did not come back. They
waited a few moments to make sure, but the rubble stayed rubble.
'We did it,' Ochre
sighed in relief.
'Yes,' said Blue
bleakly, staring out at the wreckage of the main control building, where his
closest friend had died. 'We did it.'
Captain Grey came
slowly back to his senses. He was slumped over the controls of the Zero-X. His
head was aching.
'Zero-X, come in.
This is the MEV,' said Captain Blue's voice over the radio. There was a note of
panic in the voice. Grey realised that they must have tried to contact him
several times.
'MEV, this is the
Zero-X. Did you do it?'
'We did it.'
Captain Blue sounded more than usually tired. 'The Mysterons are no more.'
Captain Grey felt
a wave of exultation come over him, but reminded himself sternly that they'd be
time to celebrate later. 'Are you ready for rendezvous?'
'SIG. Taking off
now.'
~ Epilogue ~
The End of the
War of Nerves
'Well, gentlemen,
the Mysterons have been defeated. They failed to destroy Earth, as was their
original threat.' The colonel paused, looking at the grave faces around the
table. 'I understand that it came at a cost. Captain Scarlet gave up his life in
order to fulfil his mission, something that any Spectrum
officer should be ready to do.' He smiled faintly. 'His sacrifice will not be
forgotten. His bravery may well have saved the planet.'
'I don't have to
tell you that, despite the destruction of the Mysterons, Spectrum still plays an
important part in the world's security forces. The world expects that every man
in Spectrum will do his duty ... whatever the cost.'
The End
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