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                        For Duty, Honor, and Loyalty

  Written by Razorclaw X (spiceoflife@hotmail.com)
  http://www.crosswinds.net/anaheim/~slythe/ranma/ranff.html
  Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 and characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. And
all that other good stuff. Proper licenses belong to respective
properties and characters.
  This file can be freely distributed so long as it appears in its
complete form and proper credit. No part may be reproduced for monetary
gain without permission from the author. (to which the answer is
probably "no")

  Author's note: This takes place in an unusual setting, namely, the
future. You really SHOULD pay attention to the short history lesson.

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Opening theme: Don't Make Me a Shrew

  To know what lies in the future, one must know of the past.
  In the year 2232 of our modern reckoning, mankind spread throughout an
entire sector of the galaxy under one government, called the Earth
Alliance. Science and technology advanced with leaps and bounds under
this single government, and mankind was on the road to success. But it
was not to be.
  For in the year 2232 the Earth Alliance erupted into civil war. The
outer colonies of the Alliance wished to govern themselves, and sparked
the rebellion. Seven years of bitter war, mankind destroying itself from
the interior until the year 2239, when the most powerful rebel faction,
overthrew the Alliance government. In the end the former Earth Alliance
was split into five governments, each with a different idea on how to
live their lives.
  The first of the five governments declared rule under the influential
House Saotome, the very ones who sparked the rebellion in the first

OK, so the Saotome/Davions are the villains.  

place. This particular House valued the strength of the one above all,

The one what?  

and wished above all other desires to become the most powerful force in
the galaxy. The Earth Alliance weakened them, they argued.
  The second of the five governments was under the rule of House Tendo.
This House, while domestically-oriented, favored the rebellion and

OK, so why did they favour the rebellion?  For that matter, if the 
Alliance was so great, why did it fall apart so badly?  If they were 
isolationists, why were they so chummy with Saotome/Davion?  Or did you
mean something different by "domestically"?

provided the rebels with much-needed supplies. The Houses of Saotome and
Tendo have long been in collaboration, but remain together only under
paper agreements.
  The third government prospered under the rule of House Kuno. A
powerful and influential trading House, during the civil war the
patriarch wisely decided to remain neutral. In the end the House was

So, they let the Saotomes do all the real fighting, and just grabbed
undefended territory.  

left relatively intact, and gained valuable space in the process.
  The fourth House came under the tyrannical rule of the Joketsuzoku
House. While they were not part of the initial rebellion, the matriarch
decided to make use of the opportunity to grab power. Joketsuzoku also
valued strength of the one, similar to the Saotome philosophy, but

Strength of the one what?  

believed the weak must be weeded out for the good of humanity.
  No single House ruled the fifth and final partition of the sector.
Those who formed the Terra Combine were the remnants of the Earth
Alliance that still held some kind of power. The philosophy of the
Combine, the largest of the five governments in terms of territory and
population, was that the government was based on the people it governed.

So the Combine/Marek are the good guys.  

The Combine often absorbed the minor Houses and governments swept away
from the rebellion, and thus became reviled by the other four

What do you mean by "swept away"?

governments. Yet the resources of the Combine remain vast, and those who
oppose them usually end with their deaths.
  Time passed with few major incidents. But, in the year 2296, with
memory of the unified Earth Alliance still fresh in the peoples' minds,
that was about to change. It began with the ascension of the third head
of House Kuno.

  In the territory under the grip of House Kuno, open rebellion exploded
after the people decided to rid themselves of the current patriarch, who
was dangerously insane. Tatewaki Kuno, the next in line for succession,
fought back, but found the support and money House Kuno once possessed
dwindling as contacts and suppliers deserted to the rebellion. No doubt
the rebels sought to eliminate every last trace of House Kuno,
considering what Tatewaki's father had done during his rule-- actions
best left unsaid.

Did they involve barbers tools?

  On the grand world of Halydis, the base of House Kuno, Tatewaki and
his remaining loyal forces made their last stand. The planetary shield
over Kuno headquarters prevented orbital bombardment, so it would have
to be ground combat.
  At least, until the generator ran out of power.
  In the large hangar beneath the House's headquarters Tatewaki made his
way to his personal battlemech, helmet under his arms. Resting on two
legs was what resembled the curved beak of a vulture, the cockpit in the
center. Two arms jutted out of the vulture's 'ears,' ending in large
cannons. Missile launchers rested beside the cockpit. Painted figures of
the bronze phoenix decorated Kuno's personal 'mech.
  "Brother, wait!" called a feminine voice from across the hangar. Kuno
looked over his shoulder, watching his sister, Kodachi, run toward him.
The younger Kuno dressed in a plain suit with a white lab coat over it,
fitting for her doctoral work.

Medical work, if she's a doctor, scientific work, if she's a researcher.

  "Sister, you should be with the transports," Kuno said.
  "How can I leave you behind to die here alone?" Kodachi pleaded. "You
must come with me!"

OOC is one thing.  This is something completely different.  Come on, 
these are the _Kunos_.  There's no point in pasting their names on 
totally different characters this way.  That's not to say that they
should necessarily be the wacky couple they are in Ranma, but Kodachi
would be infinitely more interesting if you had her be sneaky and 
reckless (even though sane) than this refugee from "As the World Turns".
Similarly, Tatewaki could at least announce that it's a far better thing 
he does, than he has ever done before, or something.  

  "I can't," Kuno replied. "It is my lot to die on the field of battle
as a warrior. You must reach the Terra Combine safely, or there will be
no one left to carry on the Kuno name."
  Kodachi embraced her brother, letting the tears slip. "Stop talking
like that! I want to die together...."
  "I'll be fine," Kuno assured his sister, stroking her hair. "But you
have to go, now! If you don't, the escorts won't be able to punch a hole
in the blockade. Please, Kocchi...."
  Kodachi let Tatewaki go. As Tatewaki turned and walked away, she
called, "The House of Kuno will survive!"

Big Kurita fan, eh?  Problem is, it's Tate who as the heir needs to get 
away.  

  Watching the scanners on his vulture 'mech, Tatewaki watched as the
transport his sister was on broke through the rebels' blockade around
the planet. With luck the House Kuno may one day return to power.
  The patriarch was sealed in an underground compound beneath the House
headquarters. Tatewaki wondered for a moment why he was defending his
nutty father, so unfit for rulership, until the scanners picked up
planetary landers breaking pass the perimeter defenses. The landers
housed a single enemy mech each, he knew. More and more were making
their way through.
  Kuno patched into the House commlink. "This is it, men. Today we die
heroes for House Kuno!"
  The twenty-odd 'mechs of House Kuno charged in a battle line to meet
their opponents, weapons blazing.

  In the meantime, arrangements were being made between House Saotome
and House Tendo for a diplomatic alliance, thus forming one House. The
matriarch of Joketsuzoku, Cologne, was less than pleased. For many years
she badgered House Saotome to wed their only son with Cologne's
great-granddaughter, recognizing the strength of both Houses. Now they
add insult to the rejection.
  It was time to mobilize.

  "Warning: heat level critical."
  "Oh shut up!" Kuno screamed at the 'mech computer. The last enemy
'mech was in his sights, and in critical condition. It was now or never.
With seething anger Kuno fired both of his particle projection beams,
and watched as both bolts slammed into the enemy 'mech.
  Well over six hours passed since the beginning of the battle on
Halydis. The forces of Kuno were dwindled to a mere four 'mechs,
including Kunos' own mech. And they were out of missiles.
  Kuno let himself relax for a moment as the last of the fourth wave of
rebel 'mechs was destroyed. He watched the heat levels overflow the heat
sinks, and the 'mech powered down for a moment. It usually took only
thirty seconds before the heat sinks compensated for the overheating of
mechs.

Good thing he doesn't use machine guns.  

  A transmission from headquarters beeped in. Communication systems were
still on-line. "Go ahead," Kuno said, opening transmission.
  "Sir," started the communications officer, "we've identified the ships
of the attacking force. They belong to House Saotome."
  "Saotome," Kuno spat. "No wonder why the rebels were so
well-organized, a rival House plotted against our own."
  "We're detecting more landers dropping in your area, about seven of
them,"continued the comm. officer. "Sir, you'd better fall back."
  "Never!" Kuno shouted. "My structural integrity readings may report
critical in several areas, but I will go down fighting!" The heat sinks
finished compensation, and the 'mech began to power-up again.
  "But sir, we've got...." then the transmission went blank. In the
distance raged a large explosion, where the Kuno headquarters once
stood. Damn them, that means the planetary shield over headquarters was
down! Which also meant orbital bombardment would rain on the four
remaining 'mechs at any moment, Kuno thought, hiding his glee in the
knowledge of the demise of his father.
  "Enemy 'mechs in visual range!" shouted another 'mech warrior. Sure
enough, there were seven of them, all bearing the marks of House
Saotome.
  So, Kuno thought, the Saotomes themselves decide to join the fight.
"This is it, men!" Kuno thumbed the long-range laser cannons, firing on
the lead 'mech.
  The lead mech, resembling a man with a missile launcher on his
shoulder, returned fire with a volley of twenty missiles, straight at

That'd be a Hunchback, right?

Kuno's 'mech. Without thinking, Kuno reached for the ejection lever, and
threw it.
  Realizing too late that this was no way for a warrior to die, Kuno
watched from his ejection pod as his personal 'mech exploded into a
million pieces.
  Suddenly, the ejection pod's upward velocity halted. Kuno expected the
downward velocity to increase, but it never came. He looked up, and saw
that the ejection pod was attached to a sleek space fighter. Kuno's eyes
moved to spy the markings on the underside of the wings, and saw the
mark of the black rose.
  "Today's not a good day to die, Brother," Kodachi told Kuno over the
commlink. Her image appeared on the communications monitor in Kuno's
pod. She was dressed not in a flight suit, but still in a lab coat.
Which meant big trouble for her if the ship ruptured in space.

Sentence fragment.

  "Kodachi!" Kuno exclaimed. "I thought you were long gone!"
  "Well, I was, until I gathered a few volunteers to come back for you,"
Kodachi replied. "I'm not going to let you die like this, not now. Now
hang on, because we still have to get out."

Was there ever a better moment for Kodachi to laugh wildly?

  Kodachi maneuvered her personal fighter into space, with several other
fighters close behind. The small contingent headed straight for the
Saotome space fleet's blockade.
  Kodachi opened her channel to the other fighters. "We're going in
fast!" The Kuno girl punched all available energies into the fighter's
engines, and cruised on afterburners, outdistancing the trailing
fighters. She weaved back and forth between incoming fire and
spacecraft, dodging with ease. And soon Kodachi's fighter punched
through, with only three other fighters making it through as well.
  "Kocchi, that was the dumbest thing you've ever done," Kuno voiced
over the commlink. "You could've been killed, and the House of Kuno with
you."
  "You're welcome," Kodachi replied, curving her lips in a smile. Tacchi
sure did have a way with 'thank-yous.' "I promise you brother, we'll
live and die together. Punching in hyperspace coordinates. Next stop,
Terra Combine."

  It came to pass that the Joketsuzoku's attack against the Tendos and
Saotomes ended in failure. The Saotome heir, Ranma, was wed to the

Whee...  Not much story there.

youngest of the Tendo daughters, thus sealing the alliance between the
two Houses. Their first order of business was to consolidate their
newfound power where House Kuno once stood. Once that was completed, the
new, single House, under the name Saotome, attacked the Joketsuzoku
House. The tide of battle turned quickly against the Joketsuzoku forces.
  Cologne held a meeting in the secret headquarters of the Joketsuzoku,
hidden deep within an asteroid. Among those present were Shampoo, the
great-granddaughter, Mousse, the war captain, and Ling-ling and
Lung-lung, the devilish pair of warriors. The rest of the Joketsuzoku
leadership was also present.
  "My brethren, we are at the brink of disaster," Cologne began.
"Something must be done, and done soon, or our proud House will fall to
our enemies."

Her brothers?

  "The House Kuno fell before the Saotomes before," argued Mousse, "and
they went down fighting. I say we should do the same."
  "Nonsense!" Shampoo protested. "We know that two of the House Kuno
heirs survive in Terra Combine. The tiger must lick its wounds before
returning to the fight."
  "I agree with Shampoo," Cologne said. "We will appeal to the Terra
Combine for aid, surely they cannot refuse us! Both the Saotome and
Tendo Houses are their enemies, as the Combine is made up of the
remnants of the old Earth Alliance."
  Mousse slammed his fist on the table. "That's the coward's answer!"
  Cologne bopped Mousse on the head. "Is it cowardly to consolidate
one's forces and allies, Mousse? Or is it your pride getting in the way
again?"
  Mousse backed down, defeated. Of course the matriarch was right, and
he hated it when that happened.

  And so it came to pass that the remnants of the once-proud House of
Joketsuzoku fled across the borders to the Terra Combine, the Saotome
fleet hot on their heels, lead under the banner of Ranma Saotome's own
mothership, the Wild Stallion.

Party on dude.

  Ranma leaned forward in his command chair, watching the viewscreen
before him, depicting the last of the Joketsuzoku convoy cross the
borders. To the helm he shouted, "Faster, they're getting away!"
  "Sir," the sensors officer called, "we're detecting another fleet
heading this direction."
  Ranma had the viewscreen changed to watch the new arriving fleet. They
bore the marks of the Terra Combine, but the lead ship also bore the
marking of the jade dragon.
  "We're receiving transmission," the communications officer said.
  "Audio and video," ordered Ranma. The viewscreen's starry field was
replaced with the view of the interior of the lead Combine craft.
Standing there was the captain of the lead ship. This captain dressed in
the traditional Earth Alliance fleet uniform, and appeared as a
clean-cut soldier, except for the long hair flowing behind the uniform
in a pony tail. Ranma dropped his jaw in surprise.
  "Ucchan...?" Ranma said in disbelief.
  "Greetings, Heir-apparent Ranma Saotome," returned Ukyo. "But, you
should  refer to me as Captain Ukyo Kuonji of the Terra Combine Ship
Jade Dragon. And you're violating our territory."
  Ranma regained some composure. "We are in pursuit of enemy vessels.
Stand aside and let us pass, or risk the eminity of House Saotome."

Enmity.

  "Ohohohohoho... that was good, Saotome," Ukyo laughed. "The Terra

Oh, so that's where Kodachi's maniacal laughter went.  

Combine deals not with rebels like you. Leave now, or we will return
fire."
  "Look, Ucchan," Ranma started, visibly sweating, "for old times sake,
let me pass."
  "Sorry, Saotome," returned Ukyo, keeping a professional tone, "but
you're still in our territory. I advise you to leave now, or pay the
consequences." The viewscreen shut off.
  Damn! cursed Ranma to himself. He strided to the scanning station.
"How many Combine ships are there?"
  "There's only three of them, sir," returned the officer.
  "Three? Against our twelve?" Ranma laughed as he returned to his
command chair. "We go through."

  I can't believe he's taking the bait, Ukyo thought. Well, that's Ranma
for you.
  She turned to her aide, Konatsu. "Signal the Joketsuzoku convoy. It's
time to play possum."

  The Saotome fleet pressed further and further into Combine space in
pursuit of the Joketsuzoku convoy, little realizing the present danger
they were in. Ranma was so full of himself that he failed to realize the
danger, and even removed a bridge officer for pointing out that fact.

OK, so Ranma's not just a villain, he's a stupid villain.  

  After seven tense hours into Combine space, the Jade Dragon reappeared
from behind. This time there were over thirty Combine ships. The
Joketsuzoku convoy turned around as well.
  Ukyo appeared on Ranma's viewscreen to gloat. "Oh, poor you, Ranma. As
I predicted, you fell for my trap. It's a wonder how you Saotomes got as
far as you did since the collapse of the Alliance."
  Ranma replied, "Ucchan, please! You're serving the wrong side!"
  "Wrong, Saotome," countered Ukyo hotly, "I serve the side of the
people." She disconnected the transmission, then sat back in her command
chair. To her weapons officer and the rest of the Combine fleet, she
ordered, "Turn them into hot molten slag." Then, pausing for a moment,
she added, "Make sure that the flagship remains intact. I want the
Heir-apparent prisoner!"

  Much to Ranma's disappointment, he was taken down in hand-to-hand
combat by overwhelming numbers of the Combine's marines, lead by one
Major Hibiki. He sat alone in the middle of a dark room, strapped to a
chair that was bolted to the floor. A single, annoying light glared from
the ceiling into Ranma's face.
  A door appeared in the darkness, letting light within. Three figures
stepped inside, two remaining at either side of the doorway. The middle
figure approached Ranma, and in the light he could tell who it was.
  "Ucchan...." Ranma said weakly.
  Ukyo slapped Ranma across the face. "Never call me that while I'm on
duty, Saotome!"
  Ranma shook his head to gather his senses. He peered at his old
friend, age never touching her perfectly-shaped face. "Ucch-- Ukyo...
why are you serving the other side? The Combine's the bad guys!"
  Ukyo began to pace around Ranma's restraining chair. "When we last
separated ten years ago," Ukyo started, referring to the time when both
she and Ranma were only six, "you promised to take me with you to the

Wait...  You mean that she's sixteen, and yet has no wrinkles?  How is 
this possible?  And how did a 16 year-old end up as a ship captain?  
At least in Ranma's case, nepotism can explain it but...

Saotome House with promises of marriage and wealth. You promised to help
the poor people that were my friends and family. You lied, and left me
behind."
  "Marry?" Ranma asked in confusion. "I only asked you to come back with
me!" Granted, maybe for friendship's sake, but Ranma couldn't stand to
see Ukyo living poor the way she was.
  "That's not what your father, the head of your government, said," Ukyo
countered. "I remember that day vividly, when the Saotome House toured
the land on their borders. You helped my people out in our time of need,
that I am grateful for. Your father promised to let me marry you. Then
again, your father promised to end poverty and famine, too, on the
border worlds. All he wants is to fill his stomach and live comfortably!
He cares not for the lower classes, those who need help."
  "After you left for good," continued Ukyo, "I couldn't stand to live
under Saotome rule. I grew up with the spark of hatred for your family.
Your government cares nothing about the people it governs over, not even
the poor! One day I met a visiting naval officer from the Terra Combine,
one Lieutenant Taro. In fact, I saved his life from the pro-Saotome mob.
He saw my potential, so I was offered honor and glory if I joined the
Terra Combine Navy, and so I did." She stopped in front of Ranma
proudly. "I excelled in every course, surpassing those ten years my
senior! I studied the ancient arts of warfare, from the Art of War to
the thirty-six strategems and beyond, and applied them to present day. I
rose in the ranks to become the youngest captain in the Navy!"

Yeah but 16?  That's silly...

  "I always knew you were brilliant," Ranma commented. "But it's a shame
that you must serve an evil government."
  "Evil?!" Ukyo glared. "Your government is trying to undermine mine! In
fact, if it wasn't for your family the Earth Alliance would still exist
today! The Terra Combine seeks to rebuild those days of unity, and you
seek to undermine it in your quest for dominance! The Combine serves the
people, not the other way around, like your government. The most
important part of government is to serve the people; your government
seems to have forgotten that."
  "Ucchan, please, let me go. You can come with me, back to the Saotome
government, where you'll be safe. We can be together again."
  "Together? After you married the Tendo girl? Don't make me laugh!"
Ukyo spat on the floor after mentioning 'Tendo.' "Both your Houses
should be condemned for what they've done! Service in the Terra Combine
is based on three principles, Saotome: duty, honor, loyalty. These are
what I hold most dear, and if I join you I have to violate one of them!

Two of them.  Three, depending on how you define honor.  

You can't convince me to betray the people!"
  Ukyo slapped Ranma across the face twice more. "I don't know what I'm
going to do with you, Saotome. But be warned, try to compromise my
principles once more, and I guarantee you won't see another day."

Somebody should tell her it's poor form to abuse your prisoners.  

  News of the capture of the Heir-apparent sent a shockwave throughout
the new Saotome-Tendo Dominion, as it became. As only the Terra Combine
stood in its path, the leaders resolved to declare war.
  Backed by the resources of the former House Kuno, and the warrior
people of House Saotome, the Saotome fleet plunged into Terra space like
a dagger into butter, border worlds absorbed by the Dominion quickly 

(wince)  I'm not real fond of that metaphor.  

and

without fanfare. The dagger of vengeance plunged further into the

Vengeance?  For what?  

Combine until it reached planet Earth, the ancestral home of mankind,
and the center of government of the Terra Combine.
  Ukyo was disappointed, to say the least, when fellow captain Taro
continued to report failure to rout the Dominion fleet. She was even
more disappointed when Command decided to hold the Jade Dragon fleet in
reserve, back in orbit over Earth, instead of at the front lines.
  The political prisoner, Ranma Saotome, was kept isolated within the
center of the Combine prison complex in Siberia.

Why didn't they kill him?  

  However, one day Ranma had a visitor. Ukyo stepped inside, flanked by
Ryoga and Konatsu.
  "What do you want this time?" asked Ranma.
  Ukyo fidgeted with her gloves. "Apparently your wife managed to rally
enough support that the Saotome government has declared open war against
the Combine." She started pacing around Ranma. "I don't know whether I
should admire such an action, or condemn it, after all, they are doing
this for their own benefit, not for that of the people."

Then why doesn't she know whether she should condemn it?  

  "Ukyo," Ranma started, "just because we're on different sides, doesn't
mean we can't still be friends."
  "If you're trying to get out, that won't work, Saotome," countered
Ukyo.
  "It's not that, I mean," corrected Ranma. "I just want to spend time
alone with you. To talk, that's all."
  Ukyo glanced over to Konatsu and Ryoga, who left the cell. "Talk."
  "That cold, hard exterior, Ucchan," Ranma began, "it's not the Ucchan
I knew. Whatever happened to the happy girl that played in the streets?"

Whiney punk.  

  "That girl grew up, Ranchan," Ukyo replied. "And grew up hard. I can
only guess how your life growing up must've been: the best food, the
best clothes, the best house, the best service... everything you could
ever want at your fingertips!"
  "It wasn't the same without real people to call friends," Ranma said.
"There were those back home who wanted to get it good with me so I could
do favors for them later when I became ruler. They weren't really my
friends. When we toured the border worlds I met real people, people who
didn't care about my heritage or my past. I met you, Ucchan."
  Ukyo sat down on the cold floor alongside Ranma. "Those were good old
times, weren't they?"
  "For the first time in my life," continued Ranma, "I met someone who
was more alive than the world, who had everything that made her happy
right there. I thought, if only I could be like that!"
  "I remember the dinner you invited me to, Ranchan," Ukyo said. "That
was the same night your father asked if I wanted to marry you. I said
'yes.'" The memories of hopes and expectations rode on that.

That's absurd.  If Ukyo was a pauper why was the marriage offer made?  

  "Father didn't want to take you back with us," Ranma said. "After all,
he said, what good would it do to have another pauper in the shining
capitol city?" Ranma remembered vividly the streets of the capitol, with
not a single poor person in sight, having been deported to the border
worlds.

So who cleans the streets?  

  "Destiny's conspired against us, Ranchan," Ukyo concluded. "Perhaps
some things weren't meant to be." She got up.
  Ranma reached for Ukyo's arm. "I'm not going to ask you to let me go,
Ucchan. But I must know: what's going to happen to me?"
  Ukyo showed a faint smile to her old friend. "You won't be executed,
if that's what you're worried about. The higher-ups think you're more
useful to us alive. As a hostage." Because they know the chances of

Fat lot of good he's been so far.  

beating back the Saotome forces. "Bye, Ranchan, whenever we meet again,
this life or the next."

  The Terra High Command met in the confines of its headquarters in
Geneva. The heads of military were gathered here, along with Ukyo, Taro,
Cologne, and Kuno, among others.
  The Director of Military presided over the meeting. "It is a grave day
for us all, as the rebel forces of the Dominion plunge toward Earth with
frightening speed. Captain Taro informs me that they'll be here within a
few standard hours."
  Cologne voiced, "We were fools to believe the Combine could turn the
tide of battle against the Dominion. If you surrender, we will go on
fighting."
  "As shall we," the Director replied. "I don't intend to hand Earth
over to the Dominion, but if any of you don't wish to fight, leave now."
Nobody left. "All right, then, we shall begin. Captain Kuonji?"

Because if they left, they'd be shot.  

  Ukyo stepped up and took the podium. "The Dominion justifies their
attack by claiming a rescue mission for their Heir-apparent, but we know
the truth of the matter. Under recommendation by the Director, and

Well, capturing him and not giving him back _was_ a stupid move.  

 with

the recent losses at Beta Ceti, I assume the role of Grand Admiral of
the Navy."
  Murmurs shot across the room. "The Dominion won't have Earth without
heavy losses, I guarantee it. With the remaining fleet ships we will
form a defensive perimeter around Earth. Nothing is to get through."