Space Pirate Captain Harlock Page #2

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A miracle, perhaps?

You might laugh at me.

I am not one to judge.

I'm just an observer.

The 8th planet of the Gorum System.

We will be arming No. 99 on this planet.

Arming what?

A dimensional oscillator warhead.

This planet is the site of a failed human colony.

You all know the risks.

It's not going to be a walk in the park.

Anyone willing to show us what you're made of?

What's wrong? Anybody?

L...volunteer.

You will not.

You don't even...

There's a first time for everyone.

Meet me on the hangar deck in 10 minutes.

Why the hell did you volunteer?

To survive on this ship...l need to show I've got guts.

Besides...

Besides?

It won't hurt to get noticed by the captain.

So, where do they keep that dimensional what's-it-called, anyway?

Hold your horses, kid.

Optical camouflage...

A dimensional oscillator warhead.

This is No. 99?

What exactly are they supposed to do?

Don't ask so many questions.

Locking coordinates at 32.7 North latitude

and 126.4 West longitude,

on the Southern edge of Gimlus Valley

on the Eastern Vydar plains.

Roger on the coordinates.

Commencing descent.

We're ready to configure the oscillator.

Watch your time on the suits.

The air on this planet is highly corrosive.

These suits will last an hour, tops.

Let's make this quick.

Don't stare at them too much.

Nobody can figure out why they do that.

Apparently, there was a biologist who tried...

And?

He went mad in the process.

I'm feeling a little mad myself.

That's why we need a fresh start.

A fresh start?

Humans have searched the universe for so long...

but there was nothing that could replace Earth.

Now, we all just want to go home.

But the Gaia Communion made Earth a restricted sanctuary,

so there's no home for us to return to.

Nothing we can do...a mass pilgrimage would ruin Earth for good.

But we all know the human race is an endangered species.

If we're going extinct...

Don't we deserve to spend our final hours at home?

We do have one option though...

Reverse time, to an age when humankind inhabited Earth.

And how would you do that?

By unraveling the Nodes of Time, and winding back the clock.

The Nodes of Time?

There are points, throughout the universe,

which hold the seams of time together.

By unraveling the shackles of causality,

space-time is no longer bound by linearity.

But for all this to work, we have to locate each of the nodes,

and loosen them with a high-energy blast.

A blast using the dimensional oscillators.

We've planted 98 oscillators across the universe,

and we have 2 to go.

Detonate them all at the same time,

and the Nodes of Time will unravel.

Well, that's the captain's theory, anyway.

That's some theory...

I don't know.

Starting all over from scratch?

Couldn't that end up destroying everything?

I trust the captain.

Whatever happens, it can't be worse than dying out here.

We've got to try something.

What was that just now?

Our crew didn't detect any earthquake activity.

What's going on?

That's not solid ground.

They've set foot on a Muldauwd worm!

Sh*t!

Are you okay?

Yeah, I think so...

Let go of me!

Are you stupid? Do you want to die?

I can't leave him behind!

Corrosive gas clouds are gonna blow any minute!

But I can't just leave him!

It's too late...

No...

Captain...

They're all dying!

These too...why?

That was the best we could do, Logan.

But it's what Mother wanted!

To see these flowers from Earth to bloom again on Mars!

Logan. Stop, the system is already overloaded!

Ezra!

Ezra!

Don't!

Don't come any closer...

I was...just...

I was...just...

Please, Ezra, I'll do anything!

There has to be something I can...

Be my legs.

Walk for me.

Run for me.

Fight for me.

That will be...

My atonement.

Captain!

There's a cloud of corrosive gas coming your way...

It's no good.

We'll have to manually disengage.

Why?

I don't get it.

You know I'm with the Gaia Legion, so why...

While you're aboard the Arcadia, you are one of us.

Are you insane?

I'm here to assassinate you, and take back the oscillators!

But is that what you really want?

Even if your mission is a success...

...you'll die alone, far away from anything that you know or love.

It seems a strange fate to choose.

Are you sure that's what you want?

Any word from the captain?

Radio and laser communications are silent!

Can't confirm any Iifesigns!

He's nobody..why?

He would do the same for any of us.

Captain...

We can't do this without you...

Why am I doing this?

This is crazy!

You said you believed in freedom, didn't you?

But I only...

If you meant that, you must find your true oppressors.

Then, if you still want to kill me, use this.

You may just be the one to put me to rest.

I thought I'd beat you to death myself.

Oh well...

I guess that can wait.

Find your true oppressors...

That takes care of No.99.

The last oscillator will be placed at galactic coordinates

latitude zero, longitude zero.

To our home...

To Earth!

To Earth.

To Earth.

...to Earth.

The Arcadia? On a course for this Solar System?

The time has come.

What about your operative? What happened to him?

We have lost contact.

That renegade must not be allowed near Earth!

If I were granted authorization

to utilize the Photon Converger Matrix,

I could guarantee the Arcadia's destruction.

The Photon Converger?

Used to harness photon energy by imploding neutron stars.

Only the Imperial Father can authorize its use.

But what if Harlock activates the oscillators first?

Until he positions the final oscillator,

the Nodes of Time are safe, and Harlock's hands are tied.

There's no better opportunity to act than now.

One misstep and the entire universe will be in danger!

How can we allow this? After all that talk about the operative...

Your Excellency,

we await your decision.

Use of the Photon Converger Matrix is granted.

He must be stopped.

Aren't you concerned about Logan?

You've lost contact with him.

A good strategist does not overlook such contingencies.

You knew he would never make it back.

You've never forgiven Logan, have you?

Direct orders from the Armada of the Imperial Father,

to all vessels of the Gaia Legion.

All ships, scramble!

Repeat! All ships, scramble!

All vessels, set coordinates to rendezvous point,

and engage dimension engines.

Plot course 45 degrees! Flank speed!

Prepare to enter IN-Skip!

This is Oceanus; the new coordinates are locked in.

This is Levary, Commander of the Main Fleet.

This operation commences on Admiral Ezra's order.

All ships, prepare for IN-Skip mode!

Prepare to engage!

Sir, on your command.

We must repel the Arcadia and

hold the Solar System Defense Line at all costs!

Commence operation!

Roger!

Skip-Out coordinates are set;

Outside Solar System Defense Line over Pluto.

All vessels, prepare to activate IN-Skip mode.

This is our last flight, my friend.

Second thoughts?

That's unlike you...

Red alert! Enemy ships approaching!

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