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BattleCorps

black mist

rising

Chapter Four

By Randall N. Bills

BattleCorps

Black Mist Rising - Chapter 4 • Page 2

Focht War College,

Memoria, Tukayyid

Free Rasalhague Republic

10 September 3067

Hohiro walked briskly.

Tukayyid’s two moons hung in a crystal clear azure sky like

sphere-shaped chandeliers, bright and large and enticing, look-

ing down over Memoria. The sun, already dipped beyond line of

sight, turned the city’s skyline into a pleasant smear of mauve.

The visual effect made the skyscrapers (still hard to believe the

city’s growth in a dozen years) into ethereal constructs of various

shades from purple, to lavender and even amethyst; indistinct ﬁn-

gerpaint strokes against the sky’s canvas.

That beautiful, distant view, along with the closer Greek-styled,

outrider buildings of the campus, abruptly cut off as a giant metal

leg hove into view. Without missing a step along the ferrocrete

sidewalk, Hohiro followed the pristine-white-clad leg up, up and

up, until he could take in the entire BattleMech. Even without

the Star League logo on the left chest, or the Royal Black Watch

Regiment crest molded into the right shoulder armor, he knew the

Black Watch BattleMech instantly. After all, not any other ’Mech

produced since the Mackie ﬁrst walked off the assembly line a

half millennia before actually bore armor crafted into the form of

a tartan kilt, complete with sporran.

While he didn’t hold with such ﬂamboyance of design—even

he’d frowned upon the bakemono-styled masks of the Akuma and

No-Dachi (fear me, not some mask!)—the Black Watch was a ﬁne

machine, regardless.

Out of the corner of his left eye, a large speckled wall seemed

to rise out of the middle of the walkway; Hohiro jerked his head

back in time to avoid walking directly into the ﬂag rock. He

quickly glanced around to ﬁnd only a few cadets too far off

to have seen anything; sighed in relief, mixed with anger over

even caring. He glanced up past the giant gold plaque mounted

onto the rock announcing the Focht War College, to the three

ﬂag poles, banners hanging limp and lifeless in the thick, still

evening autumn air: ComStar, Star League and Free Rasalhague

Republic.

BattleCorps

Black Mist Rising - Chapter 4 • Page 3

A shiver worked its way up his spine, tingling his scalp. Has this

Star League been as lifeless? Our supposed unity a shameless

plug for a good vid-shoot?

He glanced down to ﬁnd the ever present grafﬁti: the sword

of the Word of Blake, along with the words 6.6.52 Never Forget

scratched by a sharp implement into the façade of the rock. He

remembered the outrage and clenched ﬁsts upon ﬁrst viewing

the shameful stain and demanding to know why it had not been

erased immediately. And the calm words of Focht as he explained

it was a reminder that regardless of how much they must focus on

the Clans, they could never forget their enemy brothers. Despite

the almost superstitious spine tingle, Hohiro noticed how worn

and faded the grafﬁti was after a half decade.

And will the years grind you down as well, Word of Blake? Will

you stand the test of time? Or like the Terran Hegemony and Clan

Smoke Jaguar and so others, will decades slowly wash away your

existence, until you’re but a footnote in a dusty textbook?

He snorted. Baka! Only a fool would believe that. More likely

you’ll be like the Kokuryu-kai. Cockroaches. No matter how often

you’re stepped on, you’ll ﬁnd a dark corner to scurry into, to breed

and emerge in an infestation when least expected.

Hohiro walked on towards the white dome of the central complex

of the college and one of its basement facilities, trying to leave

such thoughts swirling in his wake as he increased his pace. The

giant sentinels in the verdant lawns to either side of the sidewalk

not only kept him company, but managed to lift his spirits, albeit

with a sarcastic bent.

The Black Watch already passed; a Cerberus from the Eridani

Light Horse’s Seventy-ﬁrst Regiment; a Supernova from the

Nova Cats’ Lachesis Keshik Supernova Trinary; a Viking from the

KungsArmé’s Third Drakøns Regiment: a BattleMech unity garden

on the central lawns of the college.

Bad enough a politician with enough clout to make it happen

thought this gimmick good press back in ’61. But to still have them

standing here years later? Forcing good units to leave them behind

for window dressing! What a waste.

He cursed. Glad—despite his lame duck sentiments towards

Månsdotter—the man tended to shield his Commanding General

from too much political interaction.

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