Chapter Twenty Eight: For Queen and Country
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Graham had been around for a while and had seen a thing or two but more importantly he had made a few influential friends, one of them being the High Commissioner of Jersey whose life he had saved many years before. Jersey was, strictly speaking, part of the UK and the UK protected her but they had their own government and Royal Courts of Justice. After several hours of negotiations Graham had secured an audience with the Queen. They were to fly in to London by helicopter and present their case to her in the next few hours. They had been told that she was intrigued and surprised when informed that the old MI6 believed the country was being taken over. She knew the High Commissioner well, indeed she had appointed him, and so she had agreed to listen to what they had to say. Their strategy was dangerous as there were Simpathes in the palace keeping watch on her. Chloe’s people had made a list of those who where Simpathes or suspected sleepers.
At the given time Eduardo flew a chopper that they had acquired in Jersey, heading toward the London lawn they had been instructed to land on. They had taken everything with them as they were a mobile unit now. After unloading the helicopter Eduardo left them and flew back to Graham who would accompany Eduardo back to England. Everyone had the same travel packs containing satellite equipment and weapons, the minimum they would need if anything happened to Graham. Getting into the palace with this much equipment caused them problems with Palace security but showing their badges had the effect of allowing them unhindered into the grand building after they had dropped the majority of their equipment and surrendered their weapons. After much searching and deliberation they were allowed into the room where the Queen was waiting. Max, ever the charming diplomat, greeted the Queen respectfully and explained the situation candidly and carefully while Ted set up the satellite. Chloe demonstrated her abilities on Josh for her Majesty’s benefit and this led to her having to strip down to prove she wasn’t caring a weapon. The men tactfully out of the room whist they removed just about everything. The Queen was taken back by the full story which took nearly an hour to be told. After a short while she had tea and sandwiches sent in and ordered her afternoon schedule be cleared. She ordered more food after seeing Chloe, Maddy and Max eat everything. Ted and Robert showed her the Simpathes on the satellites. She was appalled to see The Houses of Parliament were full of them.
“Who are these three specks?” asked the Queen, pointing at the screen to presences detected inside the palace.
“They are your employees who had been taken over or have sleepers in them, Ma’am,” replied Robert.
“If you summon them one at a time we can prove it Your Majesty” Chloe suggested passing her the details of three servants employed there.
The Queen summoned the three individuals, after alerting her security team as none of Max’s unit had weapons. She was advised to watch the satellite screen as the three Simpathes approached the lounge. She saw them waiting outside with the security team. They were escorted in as a group as the Queen wished to talk to them together despite Max worriedly advising her it this was a bad idea.
The three employees were summoned and entered the room in tradition style, immediately bowing or curtsying.
“It has been brought to my attention that you three are, what was that word?” asked the Queen.
“Simpathe Ma’am,” Max supplied.
“Simpathes? What do you have to say for yourselves?”
There wasn’t much to say. The three dropped their disguises and knocked down the security guards in an instant. Two headed straight for the Queen who, although she knew what she had been told and shown, still wasn’t fully aware of the danger they posed.
“Captain of the Guard,” shouted the Queen who never usually raised her voice. The third Simpathe made a run for it whilst the other two continued their beeline towards the Queen.
Max, Maddy and Chloe took care of those two while Josh picked up the pistol dropped by one of the fallen security guards and chased after the other quickly, shouting for him to halt. The Simpathe went straight to a phone and lifted the handset. He didn’t talk but screeched down the receiver as if he were sending a fax message.
“Put it down or I will shoot,” Josh warned.
The Simpathe threw the phone to the floor and launched himself at Josh, hands clawed ready to strike. Josh shot him dead before returning to the room were he found Chloe dispatching the last of the Simpathes.
“I got him but he used the phone, sorry.
“We have a problem; large numbers of Simpathes are converging on London. Whatever message the Simpathe sent out, they are coming,” Robert studied the computer screen, checking his data rapidly.
“Let’s not wait for them.” The Queen commanded decisively, “Patrick, would you be as good as to locate the Captain of the Guard at once.”
“Can we have our guns back now please, Your Majesty?” Josh asked, returning the pistol to the recovering household policeman.
“Patrick, fetch their weapons too please and tell the butler to bring my own sidearm,” the Queen slowly walked over to the computer screen.
“Max, I’m getting a little old for gallivanting around retaking the country but I will make a deal with you. I will take Parliament if you take the country,” the Queen looked angry and determined.
“I will do Parliament as well; I hate politician’s Ma’am,”
“So do I, and luckily I must set an example for everyone who is about to fight for me,” the Queen replied, smiling grimly.
The Captain of the Guard arrived in the room just then, loaded down with their weapons and equipment. Patrick, Josh and the others started arming themselves to the teeth with whatever they had.
“You sent for me Ma’am?”
“Yes how many troops do you have here now?” asked the Queen.
“About a hundred and fifty Ma’am.”
“Ok, I want them in full battle dress within the hour and make sure they are fully equipped. We will be fighting today.”
“Ma’am?”
“I want All NCO’s and officers in here in forty five minutes,” clarified the Queen.
“Yes Ma’am.”
“And I want all the divisions of the guard here in the next day, fully equipped for battle,” ordered the Queen.
“Yes Ma’am.”
Max listened carefully to the Queen; he was worried that she wasn’t taking enough troops. There would be four hundred Simpathes in the House of Commons at least. The Queen walked over to the computer screen and started asking Robert about the infested the locations around London. She soon realised MI6 was gone as well. Frowning, she pulled out her mobile and made several phone calls in quick succession before returning to the screen
“Ma’am, we don’t have enough troops for the House of Commons,” Max said worriedly.
“It’s ok, I ordered some more. Most will meet us there although some will arrive here, I am the Commander in Chief so I should be able to get five hundred men together,” laughed the Queen.
Max quickly briefed everyone on what protective clothing to wear as there would be an outright slaughter if they went unprotected before his unit escorted the queen outside where she showed them a small but functional tank. They jumped on the side of it. They were very careful as the Queen didn’t look very steady but no-one was going to tell the Queen of England she couldn’t do anything she chose to.
They soon arrived at Parliament and were greeted by an amazed security team who also weren’t about to argue with the Queen but attempted to stop Max and his unit. However the troops had followed behind and security didn’t have time to react before they were held at gun point. The Queen walked into the main chamber where everyone stood up, looking startled and confused. She gestured for them to sit down.
“It is always pleasant to see you Ma’am. What can Her Majesty’s government do for you?” asked the Prime Minister smoothly.
“I have come to take the country back from the Simpathes.?
?? The Queen spoke clearly and confidently, “you have a chance to surrender now.”
The Prime Minister laughed as if she was having a joke with him.
“With all due respect, you don’t have the power to that,” he said.
“I give Royal Assent to every bill passed here. If you don’t get that a bill doesn’t go through. I’ve come to dissolve the parliament that you infested with Simpathes,” the Queen spoke calmly.
As the Prime Minster started arcing at his finger little electrostatic charges flickered around the room and lit the back benches and darker recess.
“You can’t win you know, we will only make more of us. You should give in now, the Prime Minister said smugly “we could use a strong woman like you, and you could have anything you wanted if you joined us.”
“I can have anything I want now thank you,” the Queen looked scornful.
“The country is ours. Go before we make you,” the Prime Minister lifted his hands, preparing to send lethal sparks towards the Queen.
“Mr. Prime Minister, you’re fired,” said the Queen and lifted her gun and shot him in the head.
“Go get em boys,” she commanded, jubilation filling her voice. She was a woman with a cause.
“For Queen and Country,” cried an over excited soldier who had never seen battle before and a roar filled the room as the Queen walked out of the room to the safety of an antechamber. Sparks of blue light and the horrendous sound of bullet fire filled the Commons as she left. The fight for liberation from the Simpathe nation had begun.
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