Chapter 702 - Mutiny

Earlier :

After separating from Afton, Bokassa and his group of like-minded individuals began their journey to try and take over this alien space ship... Bokassa was confident in this front due to the powers of one of the psykers in the group... Apparently, they possessed the ability to control machines, and probably would be able to do the same even with the ship.

This greatly boosted the confidence of the group, who were all still somewhat unsure whether or not their choice to follow Bokassa instead of the supposedly immortal man that first rescued them.

Bokassa himself only left because he couldn't bear the thought of being under people. After all, he was a warlord, and took what he wanted, when he wanted.... He wasn't about to let some damn kid tell him what to do, and once they had control of the ship, they'd use it against Afton, and wherever he came from.

He thinks back to the way Afton had humiliated him in front of the others and grits his teeth, such insults back in Wakanda would get the offender brutally tortured and then murdered, not necessarily in that order... To think that colonizer had the gall to insult him in such a way!

Despite the situation, Bokassa thought nothing of fighting with his fellow humans, thinking the aliens would be easy pickings, especially considering that one man had managed to singlehandedly board their mothership.

Of course, as the group starts moving through the ship, blast doors come down and begin impeding their progress... And even with every offensive power combined, the blast doors were seemingly unbreakable.

Fortunately, their resident Technomancer, or however else he called himself, was able to remotely control the doors and raise them... Which is how they found the next obstacle...

The aliens had set out some sort of blockade at an intersection in the hallway... Of course, Bokassa thought nothing of it, shouting "CHAARGE!" while shooting small bolts of lightning from his hands that immediately disable a few aliens...

And then, a massacre occurred... The aliens opened fire, their lasers so powerful that they cut through the first line of people, and then went on to cause havoc for everyone else behind them...

Bokassa almost had his head blown off from a stray laser, and immediately thrown himself down into the mounting pile of corpses to avoid any more weapon fire.

He keeps his head low and stays as still as possible, hoping to not draw attention to himself... And soon enough, the sound of battle eventually ended... Bokassa pokes his head above the bodies and notices that all the aliens had been slain, though, at what cost?

Piles of bodies belonging to Bokassa's group littered the floor, dwarfing the bodies of the aliens which only numbered in the hundreds... He'd lost almost half his group in one battle, around 750 people...

Bokassa's eyes widen as he rapidly looks around the now desolate hallway, eventually spotting the technomancer psyker who'd employed a similar tactic to Bokassa. He breathes a sigh of relief at his 'ticket out of here' being unharmed.

A hand lands on Bokassa's shoulder, causing him to rapidly turn around... He's greeted by the dour face of Farrui. A warrior who hates foreigners so much that he sided with Bokassa, despite his dislike of the man. "You... You claim to be a warrior, a leader? And yet, you hide like a mouse amidst the bodies of our companions, while the rest of us fight to the death!?" the man grips Bokassa's throat and lifts him, revealing his power to be strength-based in some way.

Bokassa scowls at the man, immediately covering his hands in erratic blue lightning that shrouds his hands. He grabs the man by the face, burying his thumbs into Farrui's eyes in a brutal fashion.

Farrui gives a pained shout and attempts to crush Bokassa's throat in response, but finds his body seizing up due to the electricity coursing through his body.

Bokassa doesn't let up, even when all of their surviving comrades watched Bokassa execute one of their best, and most competent fighters. Farrui's heart stops after around six seconds of this attack, but Bokassa keeps it on for half a minute, the smell of burnt human flesh stinging everyone's noses.

He rests a foot on Farrui's scorched face and gives a fierce glare at everyone nearby, "WILL YOU DISOBEY ME!?"

...

Not hearing any rejections to his rule, he nods and walks over to the alien corpses, grabbing a strange-looking rifle and firing it at the roof to get a handle on it.

Once satisfied with his weapon, he scans the survivors analytically to see if they'd actually be able to continue on like this... The answer he concludes is quickly reached... No, even with some of their number being equipped with weapons, they'd continue to be whittled down until they eventually fell.

Thus, Bokassa had to think of another way to approach the situation, scowling when he realises they only had a few options... He shakes his head and begins to address the group, "WE DO NOT HAVE THE NUMBERS TO SUSTAIN THIS! WE MUST HEAD BACK AND USE THOSE COLONIZERS AS SHIELDS!"

His group cheers for this, despite their fear of Bokassa, their indoctrinated hatred of colonizers and any sort of foreigners shining through their other, more complex emotions.

Bokassa gives a vicious grin as they cheer, giving a few encouraging words as he begins to lead the group back towards the cryo-storage room so they could follow where the other group had gone... He was still somewhat wary of that man, Aftom, but knew their new alien weapons would probably be able to do the trick... After all, you can't heal from disintegration... Or, can you?