45 COUNTERATTACK

45 COUNTERATTACK

A trillion of trillions of years before …
Fratedes was fighting stoutly, like always together with the small and brave Wille, until it(he,she) disturbs(embarrasses) a of thecnos acephalous it(he,she) separated them.

M, in these moments, was running together with the beautiful Andros, the furious Ayazx and to a continent of hundreds, tearing into pieces and being made tear into pieces by the acephalous synthetic ones. His(her,your) goal they are a few hangars to initiate the air fight. On having come they approach for couples(par) of eromenois since(as,like) it is the usual thing, Andros and his(her,your) eromenos, the crafty Ayazx manages satisfied to approach with M, but this one sees something between(among) the bodies that fight, it(he,she) was L that had stumbled over other giants in the hangar and was fighting against one from the soil, cutlery pro Fratedes. Feverish Ayaxz, sees that M leaves the ship. Between(among) the quiebros and earthquakes of the combat, miraculously the two eromenois were situated, I take Fratedes to another ship empty that united they approached.
- the goal - corporation gave the slogan that we attack the ships that Ploutón surrounds - said M surrounded with the facilities that was falling(falling due) in pieces ignition of virile violence.
- let's disobey. It is our opportunity to be free of the metacorporación - he(she) said cold L.
- What do you propose? - he(she) asked M that already was ignited of warlike fit.
- let's flee out of the battle - he(she) said calmly and convinced L.
- Do you suggest that we should go to the Mekhanes? Only they would leave you to enter(approach) you - it(he,she) answered M.
- neither we must go there - he(she) said L determined and finally.
- there is no another destination(destiny) - It(He,She) answered M from his(her,your) massive contextura.
- what I propose that we should divide in another direction(address). Any direction(address) - added L.
- we would die without provisions in a few months - it(he,she) answered M.
- And in how much time you would die if it(he,she) continues the experiment of trip out of the cosmos or if they kill us in this war? It is obvious that another goal - corporation will win and we all will be eliminated. Let's flee and let's preserve our lives at least a few months. Another this goal - corporation winning(expiring) - he(she) said L.
M thought mutely and made enter to L the ship. Later he(she) said thinking loudly.
- a few months of freedom, of own(proper) life …
- still(yet) in case of winning, the metacorporación offers us the death for you and the slavery for me, probably for hundreds of years before leaving ourselves to die - he(she) said L.
M thinks about his(her,your) near(next) death about the experiment or about the battle; it(he,she) saddens the sacrifice of L, but incapable of it(he,she) was separating of his(her,your) eromenoi, he(she) agrees.
The two approach and prepare to divide.
But in it a multitude of acephalous giants rushes forth at the station of takeoff. Later that a stormy explosion makes overturn the ships, which started being struck and inflamed. That of Ayazx works out shot off, but between(among) the fragments of the hangar it(he,she) manages to mend flight. Before moving away, a word swarms and grows furiously in his(her,your) mind: death! Snatched by the frenzy of the war it(he,she) follows(continues) his(her,your) more powerful instinct, to kill his(her,your) attacker, so it(he,she) shoots all his(her,your) armament at the ship approached by M and L.
The ship of Andros and his(her,your) eromenos, it(he,she) happened(passed) fastly opposite to that of M and received the devastating impact, because of it she hit and remained twisted to the structures of I build, making them caught though intact. The ship of alone M received part(report) of the impact, an ardent chunk of metal, product of the snap, tear and sank(destroyed) in the left arm of M, but in the frenzy driven to despair of the war, M was not putting attention to the pain not to the blood that was staining it. The ship stayed mouth arrives between(among) the pieces that stayed of other and the bodies of the frantic acephalous Theknos. But practically free of Ayaxz's unload.
In the middle of this disorder, the alive(vivacious) pilots take off shocking the majority between(among) them and flying in pieces; only some few ones manage to go out, between(among) them the ship of M and L, that prompt went to a destination(destiny) different from that of the implacable Ayazx and to of the others.
Only a ship was not dividing, that of the mature(ripe) Fratedes, which was waiting uselessly for his(her,your) eromenos; soon he(she) understands that nothing might survive this swell of death, with a virile commotion I cry and it was the last one to take off. Far from his(her,your) erastes Wille, the noble eromenos of Fratedes it(he,she) was fighting boldly against giants much higher that he(it), the eromenois always were fighting in couples(par), to alone for Wille it(he,she) her(it) fights very difficult age, and it(he,she) was making vulnerable flanks of his(her,your) body, muscular and compact, in a fit of the battle, a rabble ran on him(it), and was torn into pieces in a red cloud of human splinters, his(her,your) remains, they were thousands of times trampled up to resigning.
From above(up) M and L saw the multitude of acephalous giants who started surrounding the torn into pieces facilities. They were falling(falling due) thousands and thousands of the sky substituting the dead men. The warriors of the goal - corporation were torn into pieces against them between(among) lightnings and quakes of the bombardments. In a few minutes already they were not remaining alive(vivacious) human beings on Ploutón. All those were absent for naming and they were never deserving to be forgotten!: a few different furious, or quiet wise persons, the stout ones, the generous ones, the public inspectors and so many other couples of different eromenois that had never separated, now were separating and disappearing forever. In the middle of other dead men, the last one of the beautiful and massive human giants nothing was fused by the negritud of. Those who yesterday were speaking about the impossible death already were not, they nor would be any more.
M and L they went in a different direction(address), moving away from the battle that was crumbling the planet and of the Mekhanes metadimensional that had enslaved them.
In the middle of an inflamed space, the ship was going out. While thousands of others were falling down.
And it was as if the acephalous giants were a fire that was burning and turning ashes the goal - corporation. Grim appliances started tearing into pieces everything what was staying. The metacorporación, dying person in his(her,your) last seconds of life, took a strange decision: his(her,your) last bomb makes exploit dimensional goal. They aimed with them at the relatively nearby center of another goal - corporation. Before it(he,she) produced a trans-dimensional hollow to shelter the Mekhanes satellite, which now was travelling fastly, to the limits of the planetary system.
A rain of blows attacked the ship of M and L. They were the effects of distant quiebros of the space-time and stormy radiations they started tearing the Aether that was surrounding them. Incredibly it seemed that the goal - corporation was committing suicide, given the relative nearness of the attacking goal - corporation.

Both androids - qualia C and J, they knew automatically the plan of destruction. They had still(yet), in his(her,your) circuits, the plan that minutes before Herakón was designing to finish with the atavistic disease. In a high and torn into pieces stairs that was raising on her(it) take care, they brought one over to other one. They took(caught) his(her,your) hands surrounded with the end(purpose), waiting for the final explosion that would finish with the two metacorporaciones. His(her,your) two synthetic consciences were known mutually and brought over his(her,your) cold bodies of poor metal, one together with other one. Opposite to the stormy landscape, since(as,like) opposite to a maremoto of fire, both consciences of the androids - qualia savoured last seconds in which they could feel the passage of time.

In the limits of the planetary system, in the hollow temporary space of the Mekhanes, indifferent of having been saved, Nimis was meeting the technical personnel and other employees. Also a ship was coming the soldiers who survived the battle.

And it(he,she) began the explosion. A microscopic Big Bang was igniting. It(he,she) never lit several chunks of dark galaxies that were floating anonymous in the negritud, before visible. A rain of terribly radioactive particles flooded the Aether and simultaneously a curl temporary space started being opened in the distant fragment where another metacorporación was settling herself.
The intensity of the emission(issue) of space and of energy tore this clúster of galaxies into pieces and made demolish in his(her,your) more elementary parts(reports) the atoms of everything what was composing it. In the distance, the planets of the system flew in different directions(addresses) not to join nevermore.
Also far from the center of the explosion M and L in his(her,your) ship they were reached by the uproar and remained unconscious.
After it, new atoms were formed(trained) and new particles were organized to stabler forms, the cold entered to the warm center of the explosion and again(afresh), everything was a silence.

In a point of the destruction, the Mekanes had survived though his(her,your) multidimensional systems had got damaged completely. The trip metadimensional now was impossible. The planet Ploutón was a mass of ruins and corpses. Between(among) them the slept corpse of the perfect Andros.
Another metacorporación had died. Reduced to untid atoms and adrift(aimlessly).

His(Her,Your) acephalous giants stayed in Ploutón as useless zombis tangled in a chaos that they neither were perceiving they were not even understanding(including). They walked along him(it), days and even some that were not destroyed immediately, strolled per years between(among) the forgotten facilities

L and M survived and woke up to his(her,your) freedom, a formless total freedom.