Sci fi combat. 'Nuff said.NOTICE: INFORMATION IS OUTDATED. UPDATE IS REQUIRED. NOT CANON.
1733 hours (New Barcelona Time), New Barcelona City, Dmitri Colony (TC023)
Two men stood in a dark alley, speaking in hushed voices. "Are the plans in place?" the first one asked
"Yes. It happens tomorrow, 1500 hours, Olympian City time. You sure you want to go through with this?"
"I'm sure. You know why we are doing this, it needs to be done. The government needs to cut its umbilical cord and become a self governing colony." The man watched the other, slightly shorter man. It was dark, and they couldn't see each other's faces.
"Very well then, we proceed with the plan. Now if you'll excuse me, I have people to prepare." The second one turned and started to walk away.
1457 hours, Olympian City, Dmitri Colony (TC023)
Sean Harding stood in a crowded mall, a large coat over him. He checked his watch, which read 2:57. He walked near a planter, and climbed up onto the foot high ledge. Some people turned to look, but general