NationStates Jolt Archive

Kata'Re sat down and look at the camera that had been placed in front of his desk. It would be a few minutes before the transmission would be sent on a important feed to Earth. Most likely this would be the very last message ever sent from Novar, from any Rudavian. The end had come, they had returned. After so many decades, so few centuries, the Imperium had come back for its prize.
They had found out later on that the rogue Meteor that hit Ancient Rudavia was sent by an Imperium weapon, its aim directly on the long-dormant fault line that was the key to the destabilization of the earth beneath Ancient Rudavia. They hit their mark, of course, so intern after its destruction and being saved by an Alien Race, all Rudavians had chosen Novar as their new Homeworld.

Looking at how much time was left, Kata'Re sighed slowly as the thirty seconds remaining counted down slowly. The Imperium was nearing Novar currently, all Colonial Space Forces were on the highest alert possible, told to destroy anything that neared the new Homeworld. However, like past writings, it would be nearly impossible to match their strength, their technology, or whatever these beings had that overwhelmed so the Komodren and Birthright Human back in Ancient Rudavia so long ago.

It was five seconds till transmission, Kata'Re readied himself for both saying the words and telling their allies and whomever this would most likely be the last words from this leaders mouth, the last transmission from this planet that was a new beginning of hope. Too soon it neared two seconds, then one, then zero......

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Tranmsmission from Nodea Rudav, Planet Novar in the Nova Kretani Solar System.

My dear Comrade Brethren from Motherworld Earth, I send this transmission, this message, knowing that it most likely shall be our last to you. Our ancient foes of long past, the ones whom enslaved our ancestors, the ones whom ruled over us until we were strong enough to rebel, the ones known only as the Imperium have returned for us, Komodren and Birthright Human.

It is impossible for me to say just how they entered the Nova Kretani System or what and how many ships are being used. I cannot say anything expect they are close, and we can only detect what they want us to detect. Our Colonial Space Forces are ready to defend our new Homeworld of Novar to the last ship, and most likely that battle will last for only seconds. It is absolutley impossible for me to be positive on anything expect that they have arrived and, again, are near.

Since this message to you is of the upmost importance, I shall get to the point: You will most likely never hear a word, an utter, anything from us again. They have returned, they are angry, and they want to ensure we feel their wraith before they kill us all. We are at their mercy, but shall fight to the last.

Fear not, Comrade Brethren of Motherworld Earth, at least we have moved far away so you will live longer than us.

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Then, as the transmission ceased, Kata'Re for the first time wept, he wept with sorrow, sadness of the lowest grade. The time has come, and he was to fight till the last.

(OOC: I'll continue later, g2g to bed.)

Kata'Re walked through the halls of the Capitol Building, his lifelong friend walking beside him. They were discussing something when Kata'Re suddenly froze, eyes wide, unable to move. A voice echoed from all around, Colonial General Valdri Tu'Goth watched in horror unable to assist.

"Fools," explaimed the booming, echoing voice, "Your fleet of puny ships are irrelevent! You have lived free for far too long, His Imperius will see you pay!"

Released from the sudden paralysis, Kata'Re stumbled against the wall and regained his balance, Valdri going over to assist his friend and leader. "Are you Alright, Comrade?"

Kata'Re nodded, "Yes, Tu'Goth, for now."

Nodding with an expression on his face a mixture of shock and suprise, Valdri nodded. "What was that voice," he asked a moment later.

Kata'Re shook his head, "They have returned, Brethren Tu'Goth. This Imperius, or something else, has shown me the way I will die..."

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Colonial Outpost Endeavor, Outskirts of New Union Colony, Planet Novar

It was somewhat a tough job being the only outpost in the western sector, but it was to ensure no suprises come towards the first colony established on their new Homeworld of Novar. Not a big jobn, really, but it wasn't an unenjoyable one either. In fact, Qua'Ji loved the fact that he was involved in the defense of the First Colony, and was one of the most cool-headed Komodren in any hard situation. However, the news in which he had in his hand was one that was nearly impossible to comprehend. Even as Qua'Ji was the Outpost Commandant, or the person that basicly ran the Outpost, the news of the return of an impossible legend was hard to precieve as reality.

It was only a legend, thought Qua'Ji as he sat back in his chair, right behind the desk in the Commandant's Office, the Imperium was only a myth, it had to be. Tales as such were child stories, but I never knew it was actually real. Sighing a long, confused sigh, Qua'Ji set the paper down and started to look through the other things that had been sent from Colonial Forces Command, or whatever was important for him to see.

Colonial Outpost Endeavor, Northern Barracks

Chief Command Sergeant Termos Ali'Ota saluted a passing Colonial Soldier before turning his attention back to the big news of the day, perhaps the century. He had been told to make his men ready for the battle to end all battles, the final fight between the Rudavians and the Imperius. Imperius, the name alone made him clench his fist. It was hard to precieve such a childish story tale going from myth to fact.

Being Birthright Human ment nothing to him, the Imperius mainly wanted the Komodren Race to lash out its "anger" on, yet the Birthright Humans would stand beside their Komodren Brethren and fight till the last. Not Komodren or Birthright Human saw either ones race as better, they were seen as equals so much so that they highly honored and respected each others unique culture, unique views, everything. Hell, Komodren and Birthright Humans were so close in these times that even if a male Komodren mated a female Birthright Human, or either way around, it would not be looked down upon as a dishonor for the fact on how well each race got along.

"Yes," Chief Command Sergeant Termos Ali'Ota thought aloud, "I shall fight beside my Komodren Brethren, my fellow Birthright Humans, till the last strength my soul has to offer is drained."

(OOC: Keep watchin, its gettin better.)

Is this an RP, or is it your way of writing the end of your nation?
*confusion*, but it is excellent writing in any case. Kudos to you!

OOC:

Thank you for the Compliment! I appriciate it! :)

Anywho, its not the end of my Nation, just the beginning of a new age. The Imperium enslaved all Rudavians way back when before my Nation was born, or so I have said it so, and hence they return for revenge after their Prizes" escaped their grasp by rebellion. So, intern, this is the Final Battle to determine the fate of the Komodren and Birthright Human Races that make up Nodea Rudav. :D

-BUMP- because I can...... 8)

OOC: Do you want me to be involved, although I have always been modern tech, I'm a big science fiction fan so I can do future tech also.

OOC:

Dude, that'd be great! Need some people in here other than myself, ANL, lol.

tag, I might join in. depending if I get nuked the hell out of me in another rp or not.

tag, I might join in. depending if I get nuked the hell out of me in another rp or not.

Aight now, let's calm down. :shock:

Woah, try and back out the diplomatic way, easier. :)

tag, I might join in. depending if I get nuked the hell out of me in another rp or not.

Aight now, let's calm down. :shock:

Woah, try and back out the diplomatic way, easier. :)


OOC: Can't, I took control over an over-aggresive-alien-species-with-big-metal-thingies-that-hurt and Im trying to kill em' all :P

Btw, Im used to play the bad guy ;)

OOC:

Hmmm.......Danneland shalt play Imperius people, perhaps? I shall RP the Imperius Leader, of course, since Kata'Re and the Imperius Leader shall duke it out near the end.

Now, as for the Alien Species......gimmie pic!

OOC: I dont think that I'll play as the Imperius, rather an outside faction that neither wants freedome for Nodea Rudav or the Imperius.
But to be the new rulers.


And as for the pic, dont think there is one. :S I'll try to find some.. suiting.. pics..

OOC:

Alrighty....

IC:

Walking to his room in the Capitol Building in New Union Colony, Kata'Re looked terrible. News had spread quickly about the Imperius returning, and many of the Ancient Ones fought against them so long ago. Kata'Re himself knew the Imperius all too well, though he never told anyone why. Komodren could live a long time, and that was all that needed to be said if someone would ask.

Opening the door to the Leaders Quarters near his office, the Leaders Office, Kata'Re suddenly fell forward as the door violently shut behind him. Standing quickly, and looking around to see nothing, a voice came from no where.

"Ah, Kata'Re, how so good to meet my old nemesis."

The Komodren Leader looked around in every direction, seeing nothing at all. The voice was that of one whom he fought so long ago, and help defeat. It was the Imperius Leader himself. Kata'Re knew in his soul that he would be the first to be targeted, and hence his speculation came to a factual end.

"What do you want," Kata'Re asked in a growling manner, still looking around to attempt a glimps at the being.

"What do I want," responded the voice in a booming tone, "I want revenge, fool. You shall never defeat me again, and now I shall kill you slowly."

Before another word could even be said, Kata'Re was instantly wrapped in some kind of tentacle structure. The tentacles themselves going into his skin, crawling up from all over his entire body upward, downward, and almost every direction. This only took mere seconds, enough time for Kata'Re to feel the extreme pain of these tentacles seeping underneath his reptilian skin, one of them alone crawling under the skin of his neck while another had entered from the side of his head and moved itself into a wrap around the skull from underneath the skin.

Kata'Re opened his maw to scream in pain of an unimaginable degree, yet it was almost impossible to get even an utter. Eyes rolling back in his head as three other tentacles entered through his snout and streamed themselves down and/or around his neck and head from underneath his skin, the pain finally became too much as his voice returned with a continuos screaming skriek of pain and suffering, the tentacles were attached to a main body somewhere and they continued unmercifully to move underneath the Komodrens reptilian skin in almost every place imaginable on his body, and it stung like hell.

Through the screaming the laughter of the voice that Kata'Re knew was from the Imperius Leaders, all Kata'Re could do was helplessly feel the pain worsen as his body shook from the suffering it was enduring, his shrill cry of pain subsiding as tentacles entered his throat and prevented all speech. This, truly, was going to be one hell of a time.

It was true hell, being lifted off the ground with perhaps hundreds of tentacle-like apendages crawling around underneath the surface of your skin. Kata'Re stopped shaking helplessly a while ago, but then became limp. However, soon he shook violently as a surge of electricity exited from the tentacles beneath his skin and made contact with his muscles or anything else underneath that reptilian outside layer.

Thrity minutes of this came and went, then Kata'Re was slammed into the ceiling, the floor, the walls, each time a loud and horrific thumping cracking sound was heard. Kata'Re could do nothing to assist his situation.

Out from the shadows appeared a blob of sorts, clearly the source of the tentacles as all of them appeared to be attached to some part of the entity. Suddenly realizing this was the Imperius leader, Kata'Re could only widen his reptilian eyes as the tentacles forced him against the blobish entity, the Komodren Leader dissappearing slowly as if being eaten alive.

Soon it became apparent that the shape of the Komodren Leader exposed by flashes of light was the process of more unimaginable torture, and Kata'Re became weaker and weaker every moment.

OOC: Alright. Forgive me, I'm a big Trek Fan. Also, if anyone is curious, I am not changing to future tech, I want to actually both do modern tech and future tech RPs.


IC:
Above the planet, a new starship slowly orbits the planet. On it, the mark SAS Proletariat (SAS = Socialist Aztec Starship.) Aboard was a ambassador, Desmond Cunningham prepairing a files and other assorted items. Over the intercome, the Admiral's voice sounded:

"This is Admiral Azhutlan, we will be leaving orbit in 20 minutes."

With that, Ambassador Cunningham left his comfortable room and headed to the bridge.

--Engineering--
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"Come on now, we're leaving in a hour, when will the reactor be on line?" Yelled out Chief Engineer Hamalton, crawling out of a service tube.

"Make that 20 minutes, the reactor will be on line soon." Yelled out his second mate. "The Admiral just came over the intercom and said so."

"Great, no ETA on the reactor, but we need to be ready in less time. Get everyone you can preparing the reactor, the Impluse engines and power distribution systems are alright."

--Bridge--
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Admiral Azhutlan paced back and forward in the bridge of the new battleship, the most advanced in the fleet. He looked at the display screen and looked at the time. "Come on reactor, we only have a couple of more minutes." He though out loud. With that, the sound of the ship powering up was heard. Chief Engineer Hamalton's voice was heard on the intercom.

"Sir, reactor on line, we are now prepaired to proced."

"Good." Then the Admiral hit a button on the command chair, he addressed the entire crew "We will be departing in a few minutes. All crewmembers, report to your posts and stand by."

10 minutes later...

A woman's soft voice came over the intercom "This is ANL Command, you are cleared for depature. Good luck on your mission, comrades."

The Admiral stood up and said "Alright, helm, plot a course that will take us to the rendevous site with the battlecruiser Challenger and the Heavy cruiser Montezuma. After we meet up with them, proced to the Nova Kretani Solar System."

Mind if I join in?

HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat: In orbit above Earth

"Admiral, we are picking up a transmission from the Rudavians..." People's Star Admiral tapped a button on his chair and the message played on the screen beside of the viewport...

"...We will help them, ready the fleet..." The communications officer saluted and began to send messages frantically to the fleet. "Open up the comm, I wish to broadcast a message back to our allies."

Transmission from Star Admiral Zaitsev

Comrade Rudavians, Hattia does not forget and always honors it's alliances. We will be content to fight and die alongside our allies. If you recieve this, know that we are on our way...

End transmission...

The huge Nemesis class battleship's along with the smaller ship's engines flared as they moved away from the planet's gravity well. Once they were far enough away, they stretched out and were gone...

Major ships in the fleet:

1 Nemesis class Battleship (HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat)
2 Retribution class Destroyers (HNSC Haton and Karl Marx
3 Severnaya class Cruisers (HNSC Severnaya, Alexandrov, Nikolai)

(This isn't all, just there are too many to get names for.)

OOC:

No Prb ANL, and you can join any of my RPs Hattia, just like any Ally of Mine. :wink:

IC:

High Orbit over Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System
CFBS Starhammer

Command General Zedji Man'Os looked out into the darkness of space. It was almost impossible to comprehend the technology they would be fighting. Most likely all of the Colonial Space Fleet would die in an instant, yet that didn't bother these Warriors. They were to defend their new Homeworld and their Brethren at all costs, and they would put up one hell of a fight before dieing.

Sighing as he looked away from the bridge viewport, which was a thick glass-like material that had a digital read-out in its center to add a benefit of zooming and such that went across the forward and sides of the bridge, Command General Zedji took a glace at his Second-in-Command, a female Komodren by the rank and name of Chief Commondore U'Shili, and smiled as his gaze was quickly returned with an acknowledgable nod. Before he could say anything however, the Chief Sensors Officer spoke up, making Command General Zedji look back forward to the bridge viewport.

"General, I have a mysterious reading just ahead, and its an absolute unknown."

Nodding to the report, Command General Zedji responded, "Keep an Eye on it." Quickly looking to the Chief Weapons and back at the bridge viewport, he spoke orders, "Chief Weapons, get all armaments online and charge EMP field, it may do us more good working than shut-down." He then turned to the Communications Chief, "Comm, transmit report on situation and request back-up, I doubt even this Space Battleship will last long alone."

With an "Yes sir" all orders were being worked on, and soon all of the ships weapon systems came online. They were ready, did everything they knew how to. However, no one knew just yet how advanced the Imperium had become.

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Capitol Building of New Union Colony, Leaders Quarters, Planet Novar

The pain was getting worse and worse, the foreign tentacles making it feel as if his skin was being ripped off from his body. All Kata'Re could do was think, too weak to attempt to move. He was lifted about four feet off the ground, inside the blob of the Imperius Leader it felt like he was being eaten alive, but knew he wasn't. This was truly payback for leading the last Rebellion against the Imperium, and that was over two-hundred years ago. Suddenly feeling a tentacle going up his spinal cord, he knew instantly his brain was now the target.

Have Mercy on my Soul, he thought, even the sound of his own thoughts was weak, I am......I am......afraid....

SECRET TRANSIMISSION TO NR FLEET:

[code:1:f95355a496]This is the SAS Proletariat of ANL Fleet 1, we have recived your message and are underway to assist you. One of our ambassadors are coming with us too. We shall arrive in 7 days.

The 1st Fleet
SAS Proletariat - Proletariat Class Heavy Battleship (BBH)
SAS Union - Union Class Battle Dreadnought (DNB)
SAS Challenger - Integrity Class Advanced Battlecruiser (BCA)
SAS Montezuma - Aztlan Class Heavy Cruiser (CA)[/code:1:f95355a496]

Long Range Patrol Ship CFBM Rattlesnake

Nodding to the Lieutenant as the message was heard and ordered to be forwarded to command, Rear General Max'Ta looked to his Second-in-Command, Chief Commondore Vai'Na, and started a short conversation as the bridge operatiosn continued normally, looking around occasionally at people reporting readings and such.

However, as soon as Rear General Max'Ta looked forward at the bridge viewport, digital glass as always, the Battle Moniter rocked from the impact of something, then a massive shaking.

"What the hell was that," growled angerly the Komodren General to his Second-in-Command, a Komodren Female.

"I have no idea," she responded, "Chief Weapons get armaments online, Chief Sensors scan immedietly."''

Then the ship rocked violently, sparks flying from damaged consoles and bridge crew being flown from their seats as two more impacts hit.

"Damnit what the hell is going on?! Get a medical team up here, Now!" Rear General Max'Ta was flung forward by another impact of something, and cought himself before any serious damage was taken in the short space of the bridge. Standing and looking out of the bridge viewport made up of digital glass, his reptilian jaw dropped. "Oh crap....."

They were under attack by an Imperium Starship, streams of light shot forth once more, the Battle Moniter shaking for the final time before the Imperium Starship dissappeared suddenly. Standing up from the last and most violent jolt, Rear General Max'Ta ordered medical teams to the bridge again, and quickly. There were injured, but no dead.

"Chief Communications?"

"Can't sir, they got us good, ships floating freely and comms are shot," quickly responded the Chief Communications Officer.

"Damn," said Max'Ta, heading back to the General-in-Commands seat and sitting, but not before helping Chief Commondore Vai'Na up from her fall. They both sat in their seperate seats, side-by-side, at the same time. A look of thanks on the Female Komodrens face to the Male Komodren General, no words needing to be said.

HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat

"Admiral, we are nearing our destination... dropping out of hyperspace in 3... 2... 1..." The ship jerked as the blue glow dissapeared. The bulk of the huge battleship, along with the slightly smaller destroyers and cruisers and many smaller ships suddenly appeared not far from the Rudavian ship that was under attack from no identifiable source. "Vladimir, do a thermal scan. Sergei, ready the ion cannons..." The viewport turned into mostly black with splotches of yellow, red and white. There was a large blob of red and white near the Rudavian ship. "You can't hide from us you bastards." muttered the Admiral. "Target the enemy ship, fire!"

The order was heard throughout the fleet. Ion beams lanced out from the battleship and destroyers, impaling the unseen ship on beams of blue...

(I think you should declare the losses for the Imperium.)

They were going for the kill, suddenly they were under attack. The Impeium Commander had no time to react, the ship split into four parts and exploded like a nuclear warhead detonating in space.

OOC:

There ya go.....post on main plot in a bit....

Kata’Re could only watch as his body lifted from the blob of the Imperius, knowing instantly this could NOT be his old adversary. This was a minion of the Imperius, one made for exacting total revenge. However, as the rest of his dangling tail left the blob, it threw him hard against the wall, all tentacles underneath his reptilian skin were quickly retracted, the pain rising beyond unbearable. The thud of his limp body hitting the wall was followed by the actual voice of the Imperius, one that laughed with such evil that Kata’Re would of shuddered if he could.

Attempting to asses his situation, he realized he was on his left side with his back against the wall he had hit. Following this, his right eye opened fully on the other side of his lizard head, slowly the slit for a pupil gaining correct adjustment to the surroundings. What he saw was the blob, its tentacles retracting back into itself before it morphed into a tall being, one with flaming eyes.

The hand of the morphed blob raised with its palm opened towards the downed Komodren, a light forming for a few moments before it shot forth directly onto Kata’Re. He screamed in terrible suffering as his reptilian eyelids shut in agony, his body seemed to be falling apart. In actuality the Komodren was being transported away to meet the Imperius, but Kata’Re couldn’t get a chance of peace to even attempt a comprehension of his situation.

The last thing he remembered was a flash before all became peaceful and quiet. The last thought was that of being dead, but Kata’Re was far from it.


Colonial General Valdri Tu’Goth was sitting at his desk looking at reports of encounters with the Colonial Space Fleet. About twenty had appeared so far, only two reports had mentioned something huge, eight reports mentioned a successful retaliation, and the rest were just expressions of confusion. Luckily, no ship had been lost.

Sighing as he sat back in the leather chair, he looked up at the ceiling. It seemed to him that the Imperium was disabling their defensive capabilities, leaving the ships crews unharmed. It seemed that the Imperius indeed wanted all to pay, and he wasn’t going to let one Rudavian escape his wrath.

Sitting back up in his chair and going back to work on reports, occasionally skimming across the desk Moniter Console that was attached to the desktop, Colonial General Valdri Tu’Goth continued to feel an enormous fear grow. What the fear was from, he did not know.

Unknown Location

Kata’Re awoke suddenly as he hit hard on a surface. Obviously he wasn’t dead, for he felt the pain return from the previous torture endured. Opening his eyelids he found himself to be inside some kind of wide-open space, the floor of the area was dirt while the ceiling was some kind of metal, with lights installed in circular areas spaced exactly.
Not until a few moments later after he stood did he realize what the place was. A figure materialized in a flash of particles in front of him, instantly knowing it as the Imperius. What Kata’Re stood in was not just an open space, but an arena of some sort. Large enough was it that a battle of massive powers was conceived in its possible construction, and Kata’Re knew the first entity in mind was the Imperius, the second obviously him.

“So,” started the bluish black figure of the Imperius, “we meet at last on the field of battle after so long. I have waited for centuries, and now you will be shown who your Master truly is….” With that said, the Imperius grinned evily.

"Komodren have no master," said Kata'Re with a growling hiss, "Nor do Birthright Human. You are an idiot to think so."

The grin subsiding on the Imperius's face, it was hard for anyone else to see the sudden movements as dust rose in circles off the ground, the Imperius thrusting himself forward at the Komodren Leader. "I AM YOUR MASTER, REPTILE, AND YOU SHALL FIND THAT OUT ONCE AND FOR ALL!!"

HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat

"They aren't responding to hails?" asked Zaitsev. "No, we've scanned the ship and there are lifeforms on it, their comms must have been knocked out." The Admiral sighed, "I wonder why they didn't finish it off? Send out some transports to see if they need some help." The officer saluted. "Yes sir!"

The Admiral stood up and made his way towards the transport bay...

The sleek transports sped towards the stranded ship. The transports found airlocks and docked. The Admiral heard the hiss of the airlock opening, he walked through onto the ship, flanked by 2 marines unsure what to expect...

Just as the Imperius would have slammed into the Komodren Leader called Kata’Re, everything turned black with a sudden noise sounding more like a suction sound of some kind. The moments that followed all Kata’Re saw were black, nothing else. Then, abruptly, the darkness ended with Kata’Re standing in a large valley of lush, green grass with fields of natural landscape.

Instantly Kata’Re knew where he was, he was back in Ancient Rudavia, the land that was destroyed so long ago, the event that forced all Rudavians to be saved by Alien Interference and pick a new Home World. A hand had rested itself on Kata’Re shoulder as he came out of thought, his head turning to the right seeing a similar Komodren, and then he turned his entire body around to face the Komodren.

“Father,” Kata’Re said in surprise slowly, “how….”

The Komodren shook its head slowly to hush Kata’Re, and then spoke. “Yes, my son. I am your father. It is so good to see you matured so greatly.”

Kata’Re just looked at the one that was all too familiar to his father of long past, unable to form any words whatsoever.

“I am proud of you, my son,” the Komodren placed his left hand on Kata’Res shoulder, “You have not dishonored our name in any way, for long have I watched with pride as my child has grown to an amazing Warrior.”

Kata’Re finally got the sense to speak back from being shocked, “B-But….how?”

The Komodren Kata’Re called Father just smiled, “I am very much alive, my son. Even after seven hundred and eighty years of my life, I am still very much alive.”

Kata’Re was only a mere two hundred and thirty four years old, very much qualified for a Leader position but not so much so for a Elder position.

“Now, listen carefully, I have taken you from the field of battle to give you something, to awaken something hidden within you. My son, your Birthright is much more than being born with the bloodline of Rudavia, it goes beyond that. You are of my Bloodline, and as such you have the strength of the Ancients within your soul, within you.” The Komodren stopped and looked around, his right hand waving at the surroundings. “My child, this is more than Ancient Rudavia, this is a different world. I did fall in Battle, my Son, but I never ceased to exist.”

Kata’Re shook his head trying to clear it, looking back at his Father from old, which was old. “But,” he started, “How, how did you survive?”

The Komodren kept a straight face, “The Ancient Power sustained me, as it does in every Komodren. Indeed the wounds were fatal, but you know as well as I that Komodren strength are beyond normal, especially our unique abilities that we strive to learn about all our lives. Now, quickly, we haven’t much time.”

He pressed his hand against Kata’Re’s chest, then closed his eyes as both he and Kata’Re glowed, Kata’Re glowing slightly brighter, then amazingly brighter. After a few moments, it was over, and Kata’Re stood looking into the eyes of his Father.

“How did you know what I only knew,” asked Kata’Re to his Father.

“I knew because you are my Son,” replied the Komodren, “and hence when I and the Elders sensed the Imperium returning, we knew whom to summon. That being was you, for your Leadership above Rudavians is not by chance, we knew this day would come, and only you could match the Imperius strength when he would return.”

Kata’Re bowed his head slowly to his father, then looked back at him, “Thank you Father, I will ensure our peoples safety.”

Kata’’Res father nodded, then started to wave his hand while saying, “You have been awakened, my Son, now you must use what has been awoken for the Good of all Rudavians.” After than, darkness surrounded Kata’Re, he returning to the battleground of the Imperius.

HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat

"They aren't responding to hails?" asked Zaitsev. "No, we've scanned the ship and there are lifeforms on it, their comms must have been knocked out." The Admiral sighed, "I wonder why they didn't finish it off? Send out some transports to see if they need some help." The officer saluted. "Yes sir!"

The Admiral stood up and made his way towards the transport bay...

The sleek transports sped towards the stranded ship. The transports found airlocks and docked. The Admiral heard the hiss of the airlock opening, he walked through onto the ship, flanked by 2 marines unsure what to expect...

A suprise awaited the broding party, as two Komodren lept from hidden positions and knocked down the two escorting marines, a third Komodren, in the darkness lit only by red lights of the enterence way, appeared before the Admiral growling.

"Who the hell are you," demanded Rear General Max'Ta in a growling/hissing tone, "Answer or you will die!"

-BUMP-

The Admiral raised his hands defensively, "We are on the same side! I am Star Admiral Zaitsev from Hattia. We came onboard after no one responded to our hails and we detected lifeforms on the ship, as is our standard operating procedure."

Rear General Max'Ta regained his posture, doing a snorting/grunting sound that told the two other Komodren to rise off their Comrade Brethren Allies and stand by his side. Nodding to the Star Admiral, Max'Ta spoke.

"Forgive us, we are somewhat shaken by the past encounter. They started sending over something, and we thought you were that something. Forgive us, again."

The Marines picked themselves up and slung their rifles over their shoulders, and the Admiral relaxed visibly. "It is no problem comrade. So, is there anything we can do to help? If more enemies come it will be harder to hold them off, our ion cannons take a while to recharge and we'd have to go at them with our missiles and turbolasers. If you wish, your crew may come aboard my ship until it can this one can be fixed."

The ANL ships were moving at high warp trying to get into the system, once they arrived, they slowed down to regular impulse.

"SIR! Sensors seem to show there are multiple warships here, several are reading heavy damage and their weapons are hot!" Yelled out the science officer.

Without heistation, the Admiral ordered out "All hands, condition red, charges the disruptors and ion cannons. Prepair the damage teams, also. Hail any of NR's ships."

"Communications open." The comm officer said.

"This is Admiral Azhutlan of the ANL's First Fleet. How may we be of assistance?"

"Greetings Admiral Azhutlan, this is Captain Goderenko of the HNSC Hammer of the Proletariat out of Hattia. I am in temporary command while the Admiral is away assisting our comrades, who by the way, have had their comms knocked out. You should be careful, the enemy's ships have the ability to cloak apparently."

"Ahh, Captian, it is good to see we are among friendly company. Alright, point made, we will stand by for any nessisary action, do sensor sweeps and be patroling the area for possible enemies. If we feel that we have found something of the up most urgency, we will transimit all data to you on a secure channel. Also, we have a ambassador on board that wishes to speak to some authority figure from Nodea Rudav in person, please tell them of our request whenever they are not busy."

The Admiral signed to the comm officer to close the channel. Then he signaled the rest of the fleet to break formation and patrol the area. All ships are to be at condition red and fire at any ship that appears to be hostile.

The Admiral then asked the ambassador to report to the meeting room. When they were alone, they spoke.

"You know what you have to do. We need to get them to sign this treaty with us."

The ambassador spoke, "Yes sir, I'm ready to discuss the treaty. Tell me when you want to and I will report to the shuttle to go down to the planet."

Kata'Re appeared once more in the field of battle, the Imperius looking straight at him with his eyes red with an actual flaming essence. It didn't take long for the Komodren Leader to take a battle stance, his left leg taking support while the right took frontal, both arms ready to cut and slash. Kata'Re had his tai waving as if a high breeze took hold of it, but it seemed not to bother the Komodren Leader, as all his being was concentrated on the Imperius.

"Ah, there you are," said the Imperius in his low and hard voice, "I see you have met your Father. Good, good! When I finish with you, I shall kill all the Elders!"

"The Hell you will," exclaimed Kata'Re suddenly as his right leg thrusted his body forward, the left gripping the forward position then Kata'Re going into a sprint, his tail flying straight behind him. The Imperius was obviously suprised by this move, the flame in his eyes died down somewhat as Kata'Re gained a tactical lead. Just about five paces from the Imperius, Kata'Re jumped forward while twitsted himself so his tail could impact some damage. However, all did not go as planned.

In one move the Komodren Leader successfully twisted far enough to have his tail impact hard against the neck of the Imperius, however the Imperius quickly retaliated while the Komodren Leader still ended his attack in the air attempting to gain a slash. The hand of the Imperius slammed down onto the exposed body of the Reptilian, forcing the kinetic force that moved him forward to instantly stop as his body hit the ground with a mighty thud.

Hissing in pain and anger, Kata'Re regained his senses just as his body hit the ground a thrid time from the pure power of the Imperius slamming him into the ground, both of the Komodren Leaders hands impacting against the ground and thrusting him onto his crouching feet. Again the Imperius noticed the move, but was too late to predict the outcome as the Komodren Leader swung himself on his left foot and impaled the Imperius in the stomic with his right feets claws.

The Imperius roared in pain, instantly grasping the right foot of the Komodren Leader and taking the impaled foot out, twisting Kata'Re quickly, grasping the foot again, then slammed the Kata'Re into the ground a few times as if the Komodren Leader was nothing. Even though it hurt Kata'Re, a rage filled him while his entire essence gathered what it could. Just as the Imperius was to slam the body of the Reptilian into the ground one last time, the left foot gripped the right arm of the Imperius and forced it to break, this action making all grip on the Komodren Leader from the Imperius cease as the Imperius stumbled backward in agony.

Landing on his feet, Kata'Re thrusted himself forward one last time, both hands gripping the shoulders of the Imperius, both feet impaling the waist of the Imperius, and the jaws of the Komodren Leader smacking down onto the Imperius neck. Seconds later, Kata'Re broke the neck of the Imperius with a loud cracking sound, Kata'Re jumping back quickly and again landing on his feet, but croached, his breath attempting to catch up with him in hard gasps.

However, it wasn't long before Kata'Re found out this would be one helluva long fight, the Imperius standing once more and his neck going back into place.

With a "Damn," and a thrust forward, Kata'Re began another series of attacks.

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Long Range Patrol Ship CFBM Rattlesnake, edge of the Nova Kretani Solar System

It had been some time after the accidental pre-attack on their fellow Comrade Brethren Allies of Hattia, however the Star Admiral, the two Marines, and Rear General Max'Ta were now in the Officers Lounge discussing the entire incident of the attack before going on to other things. Before long, it was the turn of the Star Admiral to ask questions or declare comments....

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New Union Colony City, Super Continent of Novaria, Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

Chief Lietenant Arko Oti'Manta was patroling the streets before streaks of light began impacting the ground. It came as a suprise to the Chief Lieutenant, as the last report from the Colonial Space Fleet in defensive orbit around Novar, which had been just five minutes ago, had clearly stated they sighted nothing. However, it became clear what the streaks of light were. They weren't weapons, they were pods of some kind, the Chief Lieutenant figuring this out as one hit the ground near him and blasted him into a nearby buildings wall, Imperium Troopers marching forth with weapons blasting.

One projectile beam hit him, and Chief Lieutenant Arko figured out all too quickly it was of a stunning/paralyzing kind as he fell down from trying to stand and blacked out.....

OOC: Just wanted to complement your writing NR. And I wouldn't want to have to fight a Komodren. :)

The Star Admiral sat in the lounge. "How much do you know about their ship's abilities. Hopefully they aren't that manuerverable (sp?), my ships can devastate planets in minutes, but they turn like a pig in molasses."

All of a sudden there was a high pitched beeping on his belt. He removed the comlink and turned it on. The gruff voice that came through spoke in quick Hattian, and the Admiral responded in his native tounge. Turning to the General he said, "Comrade, it seems that our Aztec friends have arrived. They also have an ambassador on board who wishes to speak to a Rudavian authority figure about some urgent data in person. You should probably tell them who they should speak to. Here, the comm line is open..."

He sat the comlink down on the table.

Nodding, Max'Ta grasped the comm unit, which was kind of an instictive manuver on his part, and started to speak Rudavian but held off in time to continue.

"Ka'P-....This is Rear General Max'Ta, I advise not popping suddenly around the Colonial Space Forces defending Novar, they might accidently fire. So, intern, speak to me as that Authrority Figure."

Indeed he spoke with a tone, but Rear General Max'Ta was worried for his Comrade Brethren Allies if one shot got lucky. He knew that anything moving would cause an all-out firing from the ships, as was their orders before.

OOC:

Thanks Hattia, trying my best to put every skill I have in writing into this, hop its working! :D

IC:

The Komodren Leaders arm swung, the sound of Thunder rolling, then the impact of the clenched fist, the sound of the Thunder crashing. It was remarkable in the way that every time both fists of the Imperius and Kata’Re impacted, a circular area of ground gave way to what seemed to be an invisible expanding sphere of force, almost like an explosion yet unseen. Again and again the fists contacted, and again and again the ground heaved and gave way under the tremendous forces involved in the battle. One last swing of Kata’Res fist exposed bolts of something surrounding the Reptilians arm, then the ever-recognizable sound of the thunderous crash emitted as once more the sworn enemies fists impacted.

Kata’Re leapt in time to escape a swing from the Imperius, however not in time to have his back slammed upon with another loud thunderous crash of both sound….and bone. This time Kata’Re hit the ground with force, it giving way as chunks of dirt flew upward. Moment’s later Kata’Re leapt upward ward with a snarl, eyes ablaze with a blue flame of some sort, entire body on a seemingly bluish green fire.

Indeed the Komodren Leader had successfully initiated his hidden talents within some time before, but the Imperius was still a challenge not to be underestimated. As the two bodies came crashing into each other, both was forced apart as, this time, the Imperius slammed into the ground creating a huge crater. Dirt flying everywhere once more, the Imperius stood seemingly untouched, head looking upward at the now-descending form of Kata’Re. Mouth agape, a beam of light shot forth from the depths of the Imperius straight toward the wide-eyed Reptilian, whom had no time to react..

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New Union Colony, Capitol Building

A mighty explosion heaved the ground beneath the strong supports of the capitol building, pieces of the structure flying in every direction. The Colonial Space Fleet had been dealt with by the Imperium Fleet, unknown to Colonial Armed Forces Command weather the crews of the ships survived or not. However, what was known was that the Rudavians below on Novar saw a huge erupting and ever-expanding sphere from the Capitol Building, the first strike had begun.

OOC:Come now,I can't let my random RP sparring partner/target practice get defeated by a mo of evil blobs. :twisted:

IC:Traileric Warship Hades

ScanOp:"Commodore,sir,I'm picking up a large force of unrecognizeable signature..present in Rudavian space.There is a fight going on,apparently.."

Commodore Vespech:"Have Communications alert Corona
,and standby for orders."

ScanOp:"Aye sir."

OOC:

Trailers

Alrighty, begin posting as you wish until you need me to get involved. :D

IC:

The beam ingulfed the Reptilian Kata'Re, his figure in the sky seemingly fadinging in the pure brilliance of the beam. Seconds later the seemingly chared body of Kata'Re plumeted to the ground, making a loud THUD as dirt and earth flew everywhere. The arena in which the Imperius had placed them was in fact a death trap, for Kata'Re was to react when the beam was shot forth, however something stopped him and paralyzed Kata'Re as the beam chared the poor Komodren Leader almost to death.

Unable to move, Kata'Re barely opened his eyes in time to see the Imperius ready to smash his foot onto the limp body of the Komodren Leader, screaming in pain as the Imperius slammed his foot into the back of Kata'Re....

OOC:

I'm working on it, sorry its taking so long, hope its interesting so far. :(

Once more the Komodren Leader beheld the situation, he was trapped and going through agony and pain. The Imperius was smashing at his back, most of the ribs and bones inside Kata'Re broke quickly, however the rest stayed vigiliant. It was impossible to tell how long this pain could be endured, but what was possible to tell was that the Komodren Leaders body slowly started to glow a bluish color.

After several more stomps, after several more rants on how weak Kata'Re was, after several more insults to the Komodren Leader, Kata'Re had had enough. The bluish glow that was then completely surrounding the Komodren Leader erupted to blast the Imperius off Kata'Re, a few feet away. Slowly the limp and pained body of Kata'Re rose as bones an some joints started to heal quickly, popping sounds clearly heard as they finished a seeming renegeration.

The Imperius flung himself forward once more and made contact in the stomic area of the Komodren Leader, yet seemingly uneffected Kata'Re showed in expression as in feeling. All that the Imperius was seemed weak, and all that he was seemed strong. Smiting the Imperius back a few feet, Kata'Re snorted as the Imperius stood once more.

The eyes of the Komodren Leader stared at the Imperius, whom now thrusted himself forward in a rage to finish the pathetic Komodren. What was too late to realize for the Imperius became his sudden downfall from existance, Kata'Re quickly swinging himself in a direction to side-kick the Imperius directly on the waistline just as the impact emitted a thunderous clap.

Alien blood spattered everywhere, bodily organs flung forth from the ripped apart Imperius. The last expression held in knowing by the Imperius was one of complete suprise, words were just forming before the weak resistance from the Imperius body became his death. However, his revenge was not complete, as more figured entered through hidden enterences in the seemingly built arena, all quickly thrusting forward to engage the Komodren Leader, whom just stood and studied the oncoming beings, realizing that they looked like exact copies of the Imperius but somewhat smaller.

This suprise gone from his mind, Kata'Re done another side-kick and torn through another Mini-Imperius, as he decided to call them. No words whatsoever were exanged, just blow upon blow. It seemed non-stop, for each one that Kata'Re killed others followed, more and more wanting to rip the Komodren Leader to shreads. This being comfirmed as two Mini-Imperius bit down hard on his left leg, ripping some flesh from the actual bone. Roaring in pain as with frustration, Kata'Re impaled both with each hand as the claws extended from the fingers, lifting the Mini-Imperius as they suddenly exploded with a loud BOOM when Kata'Re held them at full arms-length up high.

Angry as he was, Kata'Re concentrated as more and more bit down and more and more came forth. It wasn't long after many dead Mini-Imperius, a few being forced apart by the extreme force of side-kicks and any other possible move, that the Komodren Leader stood with redish streams of blood going down his reptilian hide...

ScanOp:"Orders,sir,we are to investigate.'Make contact with unidentified force,and inquire Rudavian government of the situation."



Commodore Vespech:"Do so."

OOC:*Blinkublinku*

bump..for the sake of updateness

The battle between the vigiliant Komodren Leader and the defiant Mini-Imperius Beings waged for hours, finally ending to a point when the Mini-Imperius Entities gathered as one over the corspe of the true Imperius. It was then that the wide-eyed Kata'Re beheld the Imperius make one last stand as what Mini-Imperius jumped not in to regenerate their once-lost leader stood by his side. Kata'Re shook his head as the Imperius grew twice his size, almost two stories in height. It was impossible, he knew, but it was happening.

Shaking his head to regain his sense, Kata'Re knew he had to defeat this monster one way or another. Thrusting himself forward, tail flying boldly behind, the growling Komodren Leader called Kata'Re impacted against the right knee-cap with, at the exact moment of impact, a swipe by his left arm, then his right swipped to dig beneath the Imperius knee-cap. With a roar being heard from the behemoth that stood firm as evil, Kata'Re dug his left hands claws, then hand, into the Knee-Cap, using his feet with the help of the claws to attempt to pull. Moments later, gathering strength, the knee-cap of the Imperius was torn off as a bluish gold alien blood-bath spewed forth everywhere.

Realizing he wasn't going to survive having the knee-cap slam ontop of him, Kata'Re acted quickly and jumped from the danger. Landing firmly on both feet, croutching with left aarms hand firmly on the ground for support, the Komodren Leader looked up as his reptilian head looked straight at the Imperius above, the knee-cap then impacting on the ground near with force. Seeing the anger in the Imperius eyes, Kata'Re grinned, snarling. Dodging as the Imperius slammed his right fist into the ground where the Komodren Leader had been, the Imperius made a mighty screech as he began to fall with the added feeling of agony as Kata'Re wrapped himself around the neck of the Imperius, clawing and scratching with all his might.

However, it soon became clear that this would not end soon as tentacles lashed forth from the skin of the Imperius neck, forcing him off and lashing him into the wide-open mouth of the Imperius. Not having enough time to do anything, the jaws of the Imperius helped in the task of swollowing the struggling Kata'Re. Two seconds later the end of the Komodren Leaders tail slid into the mouth, down the troat of the Imperius with absolutley no hassle at all.

Kata'Re had to do something, else the combined compacity of digestion from the Mini-Imperius would most certianly kill him.

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High Orbit above Planet Novar

A transmission wave sped past Colonial Ships in critical condition, all having their crews spared as blobs covered most of the derelict ships. It would seem to be true that the Colonial Space Fleet had been decimated, the brace crews now being forced to undertake unimaginable tasks as they were tortured onboard the pure delight of the Imperium Forces.

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New Union Colony, New Union City

BOOM, BOOM!

Explosions rocked the ground of the new Homeworld, Colonial Troops fighting with all they had, even Citizens began fighting with everything left. It was a horrible situation, the Rudavians being captured and tortured without even a sign of victory against the Imperium. True as it was, they fought on, everything left inside them, Komdren and Birthright Human a-like, being used with a purpose against the Ancient Invaders.

It was the rage of all he had seen, all he had endured, all he had been forced into doing, into seeing, into overcoming, and so many other things combined. The energy alone made the Komodren Leader embrace the Darkness within, the Darkness that held true to gather the hardships, the betrayers, all the emotions caused by negative actions or doings, or situations or many other things. Kata'Re could feel it gathering in the center of his chest, his soul left alone by the hatred that usually attacked with all its might to currupt the being. However, this was different, and as anyone in this living universe would know even the Rage had to choose sides at some point in a persons life.

This was that point, but Kata'Re could care less. He was just glad to feel the Darkness within gather to instead embrace life as the alternative. Using the strength so hidden by life-long pains and misory, the Komodren Leader glowed around his Reptilian Body a darkish red, almost as if his soul showed as a flame that engulfed the physical being. Eyes suddenly opening in the throat of the Imperius, literally screaming in ultimate anger, the entire throat, head, and part of the chest areas of the Imperius suddenly burst from solid form, the gooish substance that made up the skin and beneath splattering everywhere.

Falling onto the Imperius, Kata'Re jumped forth as the body sagged and feel to the knees of a headless being. Doing a quick flip to balance his landing, Kata'Re slammed onto the surface of the ground with dust and earth flying everywhere, his position as if he was ready to sprint forth to challenge those whom dared stand to his rage. Looking up towards the currently-falling body of the Imperius, Kata'Re realized that it needed some help. With an growling grin that could only be described as joyful anger, Kata'Re stood erect and looked forth to make the final move, knowing and seeing the Imperius begin a process of regeneration.

Moving all-too quickly, the Komodren Leader stanced seemingly for an attack, left arm held back as the right shot forth with an open reptilian palm. Energy amassed around Kata'Re, the flames of the raging soul engulfed his very being, his very essence, clearly seen engulfing the physical entity that was his body as if he were set afire. Mouth agap in a roar, eyes open wide in an angry stare, Kata'Re made the energy within swirl itself around his right arm, all the way to the palm, where it would begin gathering in a swirl as a makshift orb started to form.

Laughing with a roaring snarl, Kata'Re thrusted forward his left arm, retracting his right. Seconds later he once again thrusted forward his right arm, retracted his left, as a beam of pure energy, of pure rage, of pure vigilance and defiance from the soul within, shot forth from the beginning-to-fall form of the Imperius, headless in all aspects. The beam hit the form as it was to regenerate seconds later in completness, the massive energy engulfing the Imperius form as if a lightning flame surrounded the entity with anger unsurpassed beyond comprehension.

Then, just moments later, it was over. The Imperius form exploded in a firey death as globs and blood spattered everywhere once more, this time for the last as each glob, each drop of blood, was obliterated by the extreme heat, the extreme power, of the energy from the Komodren Leader.

Standing erect once more, his seven foot tall form firm in its stand, Kata'Re allowed a long sigh to be concentrated on for a moment or two, then he turned, his form engulfing in an upward spiral as he dissappeared. Just before his being had left the relm of the Imperium Arena, of some sorts, a voice angerly called forth from the now-obliterated being of the Imperius, obviously words of revenge.

"I shall return," the angry voice stated, "Then shall you feel my final wrath!"

"I have beaten you now," responded Kata'Re before entirely dissappearing, the thin hair-like strands waving wildly as the spiral engulfed Kata'Re being, "I shall forever defeat you again and again, no matter your words of revenge."

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OOC:

Post on situation on Novar later........

Somewhere in the New Union Colony territorial area(s)

The Colonial Forces raged forth with a battlecry that split the barriers of time, the Imperium Troops marched forth with an unknown strength. Both sides, however, sprinted towards each other at top speed. For this moment was to be known forever as the Stand of Victory for all to remember. No longer had there been trained Colonial Forces, nay, these forces were Colonial Militia, formed in the crisies to bring forth a power of defense and possibly offense, all the origional Colonial Armed Forces being captured and unmercislessy tortured, not honored by being killed from the agony and pain they currently were enduring.

Militia General Whest'Ta stood firm in the makshift command tent, stationed in a forests clearing some ways from a nearby Settlement Town. It truly felt as if the past had come back to haunt all Rudavians, but this Komodren named Whest'Ta had rallied his Brethren to fight back with all they had. With little effort many joined the cause for the return of the Militia, which even as it was used back in ages past for assurence, now it was to use itself for defense. The Existance of Nodea Rudav was at stake, and Militia General Whest'Ta was not to let his Fellow Brethren, Komodren or Birthright Human a-like, down. No matter the cost, he had told himself, this would end in Victory.

Commodore Vespech:"Gahh..These units are definately hostile..Rudav is losing,bring the Hades into battlestance with the nearest Unknown vessel."

Random Pilot:"Right away,Sir."


A few seconds later,the Hades,an NR-Destroyer brought weapons to bear on a smallish bloblike ship that could perhaps be called a frigate.

C.Vespech:"Alert Command that we are engaging."

And they fired.

High Orbit above Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

The Blob-like vessel shaped itself for impact all too quickly, the weaponry impacting on the surface of the gooish entity and cause the entire vessel to turn from a dark blue, to an extreme red, then dark red. It was angry, and beheld the one whom fired upon it. Although it wasn't a ship, it was of the Imperium, same ideals as with everything else. Intern, upon seeing the ship that fired upon it, it lashed forth with some kind of thrust just as it did with the "Rudavian" ships it had been ordered to disable.

Quickly enwrapping around the forward hull of the ships, it would have no problems preparing to take the small lifeforms inside.......

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The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

Militia Colonel Ron Man'Ka, a Birthright Human, stood at the top of the hill leading to the small plans below of lush green grass surrounded by tress dotting some of the landscape here and there, then ended with the forest that was truly unnamed as of yet. Behind the Militia Colonel was his company of forty-eight men well trained by the Armed Forces Soldiers that were lucky enough to either escape with brethren or fight and win the small battles they endured.

Currently Ron was surveying the landscape, here and there some boulders emerged from the ground that could be used as cover. His Company Commander, Militia Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe, a female Komodren, walked up to his side. She looked at him for a moment with a short gaze, then quickly surveyed for herself. Slowly, she spoke as a soft breeze swayed her hair-like strands to a side, gently embracing its owners head and neck as the breeze softened.

"They wait on the other side," Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe said, "do they await our first stupid mistake?"

Colonel Ron Man'Ka shook his head slowly, eyes looking over to his Second in Command, "No, they do not wait for such. They know we will not charge if they do not." Ron shrugged, "I suppose they wait for their chosen time."

Rita'Fe gave a nod, "I see. Shall I keep the company at readiness?"

"Please do, Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe. If they attack not today, perhaps tomorrow. We must be ready."

Rita'Fe gave a salute, then about-faced to start to walk towards the main tents that made up the temporary militia emplacement for the time being. However, before her first step started her way down towards the Tent Barracks to inform the Militia Troops, Ron spoke up with a soft yet stern voice that could be heard.

"I wish to see you in my tent later on, Lt. Colonel. I believe we have much to discuss."

With a nod and a look that could only be described as a smile, she began again towards the tent barracks to inform the troops to keep at the ready.

Engineering:"Sir,it's wrapping itself around our shields,I don't think these things are the ships."

Vespech:"Nanotechnology?"

E:"More like lifeforms"

Vespech:"Defensive grid,cut through the bloody thing with our stream"

Defensive Manager:"Right away,firing."

The NR-D fired one of two foreward turret beams,hopefully slicing the thing.

Colonel Ron Man'Ka sat behind the wooden desk, placed within a tent that was declared the Colonels Tent by the troops. Writing on some paper, Ron Man'Ka was sort of suprised when Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe stood at atention to the open enterence of the Colonels Tent. Ron Man'Ka gave a nod and waved his right hand saying "Come in, come in."

Releasing herself from attention and walking towards an empty seat, the black of night was behind her, her front lit by the makeshift oil lattern sitting on the desk of the Colonel. Sitting in one of two seats in front of the desk, the right-hand one to be exact, Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe sighed as she sat and looked at her commanding officer.

"You asked me to come," she said to the Colonel, "I am here as requested."

Ron nodded, "Thank you, Lt. Colonel. I have much which I would discuss, but I actually just called you to talk."

Rita'Fe gave a puzzled look, "To talk, sir? What is it you must talk about?"

Ron Man'Ka shook his head slowly while finishing a paper that seemed to be a report and placing it to to the side of the desk. "Yes, my dear Rita'Fe," Ron looked straight into the eyes of the female Komodren, "I wish to talk to you."

Rita'Fe had a suprised look now, lowering her snout at an angle to allow the left-side eye of her face to look directly at her Commanding Officer with a smile on her reptilian-like lips, if that was what they could be defined as. "I see," she said slowly, calmly, "I am honored you have braved so much to speak to me."

Ron knew what she meant, he slightly blushed with a smile to her, resting both hands on the desk to look at Rita'Fe, "You have had feelings also?"

Rita'Fe nodded, "For many times have I had a sense towards you, just something about you I cannot turn from."

Man'Ka gave a nod back, looking away for a moment at the darkness that befalled the outside world, nighttime had come. Sighing slowly, he looked back to Rita'Fe, "You are not just saying this for my benefit, are you? I must admit your personality, your entire being, has come of great interest to me."

Rita'Fe gave a hissing chuckle, "Yesss, I have. I cannot lie to someone whom I have feelings towards. I'm just suprised you came forth first before I was to plan on telling you."

Just then, what little light from latterns inside the other tents went out one by one. It was time to rest, time to get ready for tomorrow. However, as this happened, both Ron Man'Ka and Rita'Fe looked at the sight, then at each other. Ron then spoke up with the most unexpected invitation, "Would you care to rest with me on this night?"

A long moment befalled the two, finally a few moments later Rita'Fe spoke up in a voice of soft calm, looking to Ron with a look of great interest and playfulness, saying in response, "Sure." The next few moments allowed the passage of events that came to the fixing of the bed made for one person in the small tent, the lattern being turned off, and the unison sigh of two beings so long in deep interest with one another.

For Ron and Rita'Fe, this night would be one to remember, one to place firm the foundation for the future of not only all Rudavians, but also of Nodea Rudav. This night, truly, would open that door that would ensure the continued existance of Rudavians, and ensure that all would be remembered some way or another.

I was wondering, are my ships where the fighting is taking place?

OOC:

No Allied Ships have entered Novarian Space, the space around the Planet Novar, any orbit whatsoever expect perhaps someone......anywho, your ships can be where you wish them to be. :)

Just to remind you, this entire RP is the turning point to straighten out my Nation of Nodea Rudav and gather together information that was so widely made too late, lol. You get the point, same Nation, new ideas, yet still a True Democracy. :D

High Orbit above Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

The blob wailed in pain before being forced off the invisible barrier of some kind. Defeated, it attempted an escaped just as it sent some kind of signal out.....

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The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

Seargent Yern'Sta swayed his tail as he thought, kneeling behind some bushes that surrounded a large tree. Gripping with his left hand his weapon tight, his right reptilian hand raised slowly to signal the five troops behind him of the number of enemy troops. Slowly, the fingers rose twice, signaling ten enemy troops, a movement of his pointing finger signaled that there might be more. After that, Seargent Yern'Sta heard grunts and sighs from behind him, the sound failing to be loud enough for anyone else but the squad to hear.

Yern'Sta could not dissagree with his squad, ten troops would be one helluva job. Even as they had been dispatched on long patrol to scan enemy positions, they had been ordered to attack small emcampments as they went. Lucky for them, this "small" camp was full of high-ranking Imperium Troopers, that were, suprisingly, not blob-like at all.

However, Seargent Yern'Sta would have to wait for his chance at raiding this Officers Camp of the Imperium. He needed to make sure all he had monitered over the two days his squad had been here was correct. If nothing happened, then Seargent Yern'Sta would most definitly raid these Imperium Scum. It would be for the Honor of his fallen Breathren, his squad had agreed. Yern'Sta knew this had to be the turning point, because if the Militia failed to dent something, the Imperium would surely take over.

Little did Seargent Yern'Sta and his Squad know of how much an impact thier raid would have on the Imperium. In the Officers Camp was the best of the best in the Imperium Elite, sent here to finish these Rudavians off quickly.

The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

Ron Man'Ka awoke on his side, his left arm stretched over the side of the female Komodren that lay in front of him, his right placed under the pillow. Yawning quietly, he noticed the time. It was morning, almost time for the waking call. Gently he brushed his fingers across the smooth skin across the snout of Rita'Fe, whom awoke with a movement of her tail sliding against Ron beneath the covers. Slowly opening her eyes, she lay on her side also with only the left eye with clear sight. Moving her head up to look at Ron, she spoke softly.

"Hello," she said with a morning-like voice yet with a gentle smile across her snout, "I take it you like my company."

Ron smiled warmly, "I have no reason not to, Rita'Fe."

She gave a light nod before breathing in slowly and laying her head back on the pillow, looking at the small clock on the desk stationed at the other side of the small tent, and looked back at Ron with a yawn. "Looks like its almost time to get up, shall we be ready early?"

Ron nodded, wanting to kiss her to show his affection towards her, his hand gently sliding across her smooth yet rough reptilian hide on her arm and side. "Yes, let us get up and be prepared for the day ahead."

With that, slowly, both Ron and Rita'Fe sat up, Rita'Fe first, and stood out of the Military-Grade bed made for one occupant, but suited well for two the night before. Both dressed in thier respective uniforms, grasped their hand-guns and placed in their holsters, as did every Officer, and readied themselves for the day coming to as a soldier appeared before the tent, the shadow being cast by the morning sun, and quickly came the Colonel with a response to a question not given time to be asked.

"I am ready, go about to the other tents and wake the Sergeants for the day ahead."

A yessir was all that was heard, then the shadow moved away to go about the ordered task. Both Ron Man'Ka and Rita'Fe exited the tent and stood by each others side. Rita'Fe reaching nearly seven foot and some odd inches, while the Birthright Human Ron Man'Ka reached six foot eight inches. Looking towards the beautiful sunrise, knowing that this might be the day to begin the Battle for Victory, Colonel Ron Man'Ka spoke.

"Let us stay safe today, Lt. Colonel. I quite enjoyed having my personal space occupied by someone such as yourself."

Rita'Fe smiled as best as a Komodren could, "I too, Colonel. I too."

Enter the Calvary..

12xObsidian ISF

2xNR-300 Carrier

200xDarkangel Interceptors

70xNR-46 Bombers

4xNR-D

5xDiabloVI Battlecruisers

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Rather than pursue the creature into hostile space,the Warship Hades fell back into the defensive grid of the Traileric fleet,which then began encrouching into Rudavian space.

Captain Imun,being ranking officer,took over communications.

Captain Imun:"Attention Rudavian Space,we are here to help..what the hell is going on?"

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Space surrounding Orbital Ranges of Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

The transmission was sensed by a biological addition to the Imperium Fleet, it consuming the sensory waves of radiological transmission. All around the once small and proud Colonial Space Fleet were reduced to derelict ships floating with either blob-like entities attached to their hulls for the soul purpose of the continued reviving of enslaving the Rudavian Race.

The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

Colonel Ron Man'Ka stood once more at his previous observing position ontop of the hill. This time, however, he viewed a different situation. Imperium troops were marching towards them at a steady pace, a battle pace. Ron Man'Ka had already readied the Militia, positions now being held firmly at vertian points across the hill and across each side to the forests. Natural landscape as it was, it still provided excellent positions for defense and offense.

Nodding to a Komodren Sergeant, whom saluted quickly and unintentionally exposed his name-patch as "Yern'Sta", Ron Man'Ka felt a good feeling of seeing all the squad return back safely. Their mission was to raid, and they seemed to have done well. Two squad-members held seemingly important documents, folders, and other small amounts of things. Intern, it was only natural to presume that the first Victory for the Resistance Militia had been successful.

Looking back at the continued marching Imperium Troops, whom now seemed to be getting just somewhat closer as they neared the bottom of their hill, Colonel Ron Man'Ka knelt down to keep himself from being a kill. Grasping the machine gun he held, which looked much like an M-16, he gave a motion of his hand to a Birthright Human Soldier whom held a Bazooka as a secondary weapon. Watching the certian soldier ready the Bazooka, a fellow Komodren Soldier behind helping out then loading a Bazooka Missile, Ron held his head lower to keep from having debrie flying and hitting his eye.

With a loud THHHUUUMMM the Bazooka Missile was launched, the Resistance Militia had now begun the Main Counter-Strike and the beginning of the Stand of Victory.

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Hope ya'll liken' it so far, puttin best into it with every post. Even if it is a short post, it still has purpose.

Again, hope you all like the Story-RP so far, hope it makes sense. :D

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OOC:Ah,a classic reinforcements at the last possible moment for the sake of making the audience piss their pants.

IC:CommOp:"Rudavian space,come in.Do you copy?"

...Silence..

COP:"No response,sir.We have reports there are battles going on on the surface."

Captain Imun:"We must cut our way to the planet.The numbers are against them,we have to back them up."

Commander Major Evins:"We don't have the numbers either,sir.This is only a Class III assault fleet,and we are looking at a full scale interplanetary battle.We need to send for more ships."

C. Imun:"Good idea,Major.we shall send for more ships and give them some coordinates for where we should be orbiting the planet."

C. Major Evins:"B-but sir,I meant-"

C. Evins:"I know what you meant,but I am the Captain.Fleet,move out."

A low ranking officer entered the bridge with Commodore Vespech.

Airman IIIrd Class Ward:"Captain,Commodore of the ship that sent for us wishes to speak wi-"

Vespech:"Captain,before we engage raise shields to full power,we engaged one of those things out there and tthey...it..tried to latch onto us but failed when it hit our shields.I don't think they like it."

Captain:"Very well.Raise shields."

OOC:BTW,are there any weaknesses my ScanOps can "discover" after my forces destroy a few of them?

OOC:

I'll leave it to you for that, since your still going along and all.

OOC:Uhh..so I post my own damages,and the damages of the forces of the Imperium? :? O.o..

OOC:

Well, leave the Imperium to me.....you take damage however you choose to do so. :D

IC:

The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

BOOM!

Artillery from some unknown position crashed into the hillside near some Militia Soldiers, however it was clear it was made to damage, not kill. Suprising as the Imperium's tactics was, the Resistance Militia still had a duty to fight off the Ancient Nemesis. Slowly the situation with their Ancient Nemesis seemed to be going in the Resistance Militia's favor, then the Imperiums, then back again. It was almost as if the two were evenly matched by some unknown level.

Standing somewhat from a keeling position, Corporal Katani Sa'Ka, male Birthright Human, aimed his weapon and fired, shots banging through the air as the projectile bullets were fired. Hitting his aimed target, four Imperium Soldiers falling in agony, Katani grinned as he nodded to his Komodren Squad-Mate, 2nd Sergeant Wel'Gos, whom gave an approving nod in return. Sa'Ka had been working recently on his weapons skills, and they were most defenitly paying off.

As something started a wissle, almost as if a bomb were falling, it became almost too late to react as a Imperium Mortar hit its target. The blast emitted from the gap between the Corporal and the 2nd Sergeant, sending both flying in a paralyzing wave of pain. Corporal Katani Sa'Ka flew and hit the ground to violently roll and hit against a tree after he was blown from his position, his Squad-Mate 2nd Sergeant Wel'Gos fared somewhat better as he was just thrown away from his position, nearly hitting a tree, and falling into some undergrowth and bushes about five feet from where he had been.

Moaning in agony, Corporal Katani attempted to move, to move anything, but to no avail. Soon all went black from the ever-increasing results from the Imperium Mortar fitted with a Non-Lethal load. Just eighteen feet away layed 2nd Sergeant Wel'Gos with no better a situation. The results of such a Non-Lethal Mortar round, made specifically for keeping future possibilities alive, was no different from the Rudavian species of Komodren and/or Birthright Human. Hence just as Wel'Gos was to black out from pain, he heard the battlecry of the, if not all of, the Resistance Militia Soldiers and Officers, Komodren and Birthright Human a-like, as they headed to end this threat from an Ancient Nemesis once and for all.

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Man I love this so much, back to writing story RP's......::sighs happily::.....yeppers....

The fleet moved on cutting their way at the thinnest point toward the planet,all the while calling for heavy troop transports to come to a designated coordinates.The Darkangel Fighters didn't seem to do much other than annoy the Imperium,although the bombers "Ceres II" class bomb seemed to somehow disrupt the molecular structure of the Imperium forces,hence,the Forces stuck to using plasmetic weapons and beams.Eventually they managed to get to the planet behind the Imperium forces.ComOps began attempting to establish communications with the Rudavian forces at the Stand of Victory.

Meanwhile,a very large Traileric force was being assembled near Corona.The Imperium would soon have much more to worry about than a small assault squadron behind their lines.

5xNR-301 MTCs(MultiTroopCarriers)

5xNR-300 Carriers

30xDiablo VI Warships

1xSlipgate Generator

1000xDarkangels

750xNR-46 Bombers

55xObsidian IS frigates

40xNR-D Destroyers

MTCs contain

1400x"Mauler" Assault Mech

1700x"Rancor"Strike Mech

800x"Battlescar"Seigemech

600x"Vindictive"Strikemech

800,000xMarines

OOC:

That’s what I'm talking about! :D

IC:

High Orbit over Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

The Imperium was loosing hold on Rudavian Space, this could not happen. Reinforcements of a Higher Grade had been called, and all too soon space erupted in a huge two-mile long fireball in space as a ship exited some kind of Drive. These new arriving ships were not even close to huge, they were massive. Three miles to be exact, yet only two had showed up, Circular as they were (Think Independence Day Mothership ;) ) they were created for one soul purpose: Destruction.

Both of these massive ships had appeared near the Traileric force around Novar, too late to attempt a block of a previous message transmitted. It would seem to be a minor inconvenience to the Imperium, but oh how so wrong they were.

The Battlegrounds of the Stand of Victory, near New Carolina Settlement

Colonel Ron Man'Ka slammed his fist against the table in his tent, his Komodren assistant Lt. Colonel Rita'Fe looking up at him from the other side of the small table.

"What’s wrong now, Colonel," asked Rita'Fe.

Ron growled as he spoke, even Birthright Humans could seem vicious, "Reinforcements, we need damn reinforcements. New Carolina Militia reports that the damn tanks they were sendin' are tied up in defense...."

Rita'Fe sighed, "I see. Don't we have some of the old T-55's anywhere? I know I saw some on the battlement list."

Ron looked at the female Komodren, then away as he put one hand under his chin in a seriously thinking way. Grinning, he looked at Rita'Fe with a smile. "Yes I believe we do," he said, "they should be at the New Carolina Outpost to the west of here."

Rita'Fe smiled as best as she could for a Komodren, "See, all is never hopeless," she stood and began to walk from the tent. "I shall now get us our reinforcements as with whatever we can muster."

The Colonel nodded with a major sigh of relief, interrupted but allowed to finish as a Militia Officer stood at attention to the tents entrance.

"Yes," asked Ron Man'Ka after returning a salute, "I hope its good news."

The young Komodren Officer nodded, "Sir yes sir, the Traileric fleet has established contact."

Ron smiled again, "Good, tell them our situation: Taking losses and currently getting reinforcements. Any help would be grateful."

With another salute, the young Komodren Officer was gone to do his duty.

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The T-55's, old as they were, was some of what could be brought from the now-dead homeland of Ancient Rudavia. They were making one hell of a difference. Not to long and this would be over....

OOC: I've been gone for too long. I need to ask, where I can come back in?

OOC:

Anytime! Please, jump right in!

The ANL fleet detected the battle and transimted a secret code to the Allied Fleet:

[code:1:a34a6e6720]
This is the ANL Fleet, we detect Imperium vessels, do you require any assistance?[/code:1:a34a6e6720]

OOC:

ANL, I need you to be the one that actually defeats the forces of the Imperium. Don't mind taking the lead, do ya?

IC:

Although battered and almost destroyed, the message was recieved somehow by a lone orbiting satellite that was launched long ago when the New Union Colony first began to be constructed. It recieved the transmissions, assesed the situation at hand, and responded.

[code:1:fbfc00ba98]Assistance//Help >>NEEDED<<
>>YOU<< must Assist//Help us
>>WE<< are in Danger//Trouble
Fleet//Ships gone//taken prisoner[/code:1:fbfc00ba98]

OOC:
My pleasure and honor!

IC:
[code:1:8de703e13b]Assistance//Help >>NEEDED<<
>>YOU<< must Assist//Help us
>>WE<< are in Danger//Trouble
Fleet//Ships gone//taken prisoner[/code:1:8de703e13b]


The ANL Admiral heard the message and stood up from his command chair. He taped a button on the intercom and spoke
"Alright, my fellow warriors, we are going into our first major space engagement, as well as the ANL's first Naval engagement. We must fight with honor and the upmost valor for our comrades, for our herritage, our ancestors and our politics. All hands, report to battle stations, charge all weapons and prepair damage and medical teams. Helm, plot a course to the battlefield and engage maximum warp. How long will we take to get there?"

"4 minutes, 23 seconds."

"Engage."

The ships are on there way.

The lone satellite of old pulsed silently, detected the movement of the origin from the previous transmission, then transmitted a message to an unknown location somewhere in the New Union Colony:

[code:1:7b6b269577]>>PRIME DIRECTIVE<< must be INITIATED//ENGAGED
ED-200//Leader must answer//reply

What is our objective?[/code:1:7b6b269577]

Then, a reply was sent to the lone satellite:

[code:1:7b6b269577]>>YOU<< must observe//watch situation
Continue Reporting//Informing on the situation
>>PRIME DIRECTIVE<< is irrelevent//obsolete
>>NEW DIRECTIVE<< shall be placed//put in its absence//loss

>>OMEGA DIRECTIVE<< is as follows....
First >>DIRECTIVE<< is to Watch//Observe situation
Second >>DIRECTIVE<< is to Inform//Report situation
Third >>DIRECTIVE<< is to Assess//Calculate situation possibilities
Fourth >>DIRECTIVE<< is to prevent//stop negative//unwanted outcomes
Fifth >>DIRECTIVE<< is to inflict//cause >>PAIN//AGONY<< on the Enemy

ACKNOWLEDGE//SUBMIT!

HURT//MAIM//KILL all who Oppose//Rebel against >>PEACE<<[/code:1:7b6b269577]

The ANL Fleet zoomed through space. It slowed down to a regular speed after reaching the battlefields.

"On screen" ordered the Admiral.

The view came up, allies ships appeared, heavily damaged, many in pieces. The nememsis's dark sleek ships, merriclessly attacking the crippled ships and escape pods. The Admiral looked to his comm officer and told him to open a channel.

"Channel open, sir."

"This is the Aztec 1st Fleet. Imperium vessels, this is your only chance to end this rebellion now and leave in peace and in one piece, you will stand down now or face..."

A loud bang reverberated in the ship as it joulted from weapon impacts.

"Tactical, order all ships to open fire. Fire at will." The admiral ordered.

With that, the ANL ships moved towards the Imperium vessels with great haste, green bolt of energy came from the disruptors while a blue, electrified beam was emited from the ships's ion cannons...

(OOC: Is the sattelite friend or foe?)

OOC:

Friend, gotta plot for the person transmitting the message though....

IC:

Aztec 1st Fleet, High Orbit above Planet Novar, Nova Kretani Solar System

All seemed to be normal fighting here and there, bluish orbs slamming into the Aztec ships from the heavy Imperium Ships out there, the small ones attacking what they could as a few were, suprisingly, sliced in half or into pieces by the Ion Beams. This, in itself however, was not enough as a fireball about two miles long appeared and exploded, revealing a Two Mile Long Imperium Dreadnought. Its huge barrels and three cyclinder-like implacements on its hull erupted in amazing fury at the Aztec ships, beams of Super-Heated Fusion (Imperium is FAR advanced ya know ;) ) slammed into the ships, a special treat for the Capital Ship of the Aztec First Fleet flew towards the ship at amazing speeds, exploding before impact with great efficency......

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<<SLAPPED with a tag>>

That'll be 19.99$ please.

Dag namit......

lol

In the main battleship SAS Proletariat

A bridge jolted with every impact. Then, with astonishment, the opps officer yelled out. "Admiral, the heavy cruiser Veracruz has been destroyed. They attempted to ram the Imperium Dreadnought, as they were taking severe damage and were almost done with any ways."

The admiral saw the flaming hulk of the Veracruz. He sighed at the lost and ordered out "Tell all ships to focus on their weapons on the Imperium Dreadnought. Launch the fighters to attack the support ships."

With that, the ANL ships launched:
35 Eagle AT-30 Prime Class Heavy Attack Fighters (Equpied with 3 disruptors and 2 mini ion pulse cannons)
40 Temple AT-25 Alpha Class Attack Fighters (Equiped with 2 disruptors and 1 mini ion pulse cannon)
50 Hildago AT-20 Beta Class Patrol Fighters (Equiped with 2 disruptors and 1 missile launcher with matter/anti-matter warheads.)

As the fighters launched, the ANL ships pounded the Imperium Dreadnought with tons of weapons. 75 disruptor bolts and 52 ion cannon beams pounded into the Imperium Dreadnought, carving deep holes in it's armor and ingniting flames, dancing from it's hull fromt he impact of the debris of the Veracruz. Meanwhile the fighters pounded and assulted the Imperium support ships, launching warheads, disruptor bolts and ion cannon beams into their hulls.

"Comrade, it seems that there is action to be had, you may come aboard my ship if you wish." nodding at Max'Ta. He stood up and made his way back to the shuttle. When he arrived, he began barking orders. "Leave the Leningrad here to make sure they aren't attacked again. Navigation, take us to the action."

The ships appeared distorted for a few seconds and then dissapeared...

4 hours later

The fleet appeared outside of the battlezone. "Weapons, give orders to fire off our long range weapons at the largest enemies..." Zaitsev then sent out a message over the radio.

[code:1:b71f77dba8]
Comrades, you think we are gonna let you have all of the fun?
[/code:1:b71f77dba8]

On the hulls of the various ships, panels began to open and release a hail of missiles towards the Imperium ships while the Hattians began to close with the enemy....

OOC:

Sorry guies, keep this thread alive for me, feelin under the weather and all. Do my a big favor ANL and Hattia, RP out the Space Scene and whatnot to your likings, just keep it real. ;)

As for the planets surface, I'll hopfully feel enough better to stop getting dizzy.....

OOC: Ok, I hope you feel better soon, if you want me to change any of what I write, just let me know.

IC:

Fire explodes from underneath a sction of the Imperium Dreadnought's hull as it takes overwhelming abuse from the ANL forces. Disruptors shatter the hull and ion cannons tear wounds into the ship and leave scorch marks. The debris from the ramming ship pound the Dreadnought with great force, enough to destroy most ships.

"SIR, the Imperium Dreadnought, I can't believe this, it's still fireing." Bridge jolts severly, display screen explode. "The Imperium vessel's hull integrity is still at, oh my God, 62%!"

"Damn it, damn that ship!" Yelled the admiral, "Keep firing, we need to continue." The ANL ships fired away on the dreadnought. Although it was brutal, the ship seemed unstopable. After 5 minutes of bombardment, the ship's hull integrity was still at 60%.

Suddenly, the missiles that Hattian ships launched finnally hit the Dreadnought. The misslies struck and exploded with so much intesity, a large portion of the armor blew off the hull and exposed part of the great ship. The Admiral looked and the gaping hole and got a idea. He tapped the intercom button and rung up enginnering.

"Chief, this is the Admiral, what is the status of our warp core?"
The Chief enginner answered "The core has taken heavy damage. I'm trying to prevent it from breaching (explosions can be heard in background, static), but sir, the ship can't take much more abuse. The core coolant system, power distribution and anti-matter injectors are so jerry rigged, a small BUMP could blow the ship!" (Sorry, I had to add that bump.)

"Don't waste your time with the warp core. Prepair to dump the core and the anti-matter pods on my mark."

"Sir, that will leave us almost dead in the water! We'll be useless in battle."

The Admiral replied, with a little frustration "that is what redunant power systems are for." He clicked the intercom off.

The Aadmiral stood up and up his hand on the helmsman's shoulder. He then said "Pilot this ship so we pass directly over the hole in the Dreadnought's armor when I give to order."

On the screen, the battle raged on, ships parts, weapons and fire drifted in space. Beyond it was the planet. The enginner cam over the intercom "We got 30 second to dump the core or the core will explode and destroy the ship!"

"NOW!" The admiral yelled. With a grinding lurch, the battleship swifty manuvered above teh Dreadnought. Only a couple of more feet. "20 seconds!" yelled the engineer. The ship moved over the engines of the Imperium vessel. "10 seconds!" The ship jolted with heavy impacts. "5...4..." Yelled out the engineer. "DUMP THE CORE NOW!"

The core shot out with tremendous force, hurtuling towards the dreadnought. Aboard the ANL battleship, theh Admiral yelled out over the ship's intercom "BRACE FOR IMPACT!" As the ship lurched and moaned from the impacts of weapons and displays exploding, bulkheads collapsing.

TO BE CONTINUED.

OOC I don't want to destroy the Imperium Dreadnought unless NR says it's ok. If it is not, it will be heavily damaged. I apologize if there is any gramatical or spelling errors, I write this after midnight without the luxory of a spell checker.

OOC:Blarg,I was gone for a week..Whats happening?


IC:Beedoom..The mighty Traileric fleet arrives..hooray..