NationStates Jolt Archive

Rathmoir stretched his mammoth arms, it had already been a long night, and there was still a few hours left in his shift. It was his job to keep an eye on the sky around Octabius, which meant staring at a radar screen for hours on end.

Tonight just like so many others had been completely uneventful. Rathmoir glanced over at a book that was sitting the counter, and for a moment contemplated reading it, quickly he put the idea out of head there where more important things to be doing. So with so hesitation he turned his attention back towards the small screen that required his utmost attention. Then that’s when something that Rathomoir thought would never happen, a small little blip started to make it’s why across the screen.

Thoughts began racing through his head, for a moment it was like sensory overload, he was not sure what to do. However, as soon as the panic had come over him years of training began to take it course, he started acting without even thinking what he was doing. He flipped on his COM switch “This is NightSky watcher to command, we have an unauthorized contact in sector 34J alpha.”

A voice came from the other side of the COM set “Copy that watcher, maintain visual, we will handle the intruder.”

The silence that had taken place during trip ended suddenly ended as alarms began going off. Confused the pilot looked down at his sensors, according to all report this area of space should have been empty.

All of a sudden to his horror a red light came on indicating that someone was attempting to get a lock on his craft. “This Longarm 457, I’ve been engaged by unknown hostiles, begin evasive maneuvers”

Following his message he put his craft in to a series banks, and turns in order to break the enemy lock. However as he did he could see more and more enemy fighter craft coming down on his position.

The single F-45 on a border skimming stealth mission glided across the sky.

The mission was of course to test the stealth gear on the airrcraft without being illegal.

Previously the radar gear had been on. The pilot turned it off, chuclked and saw how long it would take for interceptors to arrive. Then, it would be fun time.

The sounds of opera filled the tiny room, the light setting had been turned to lower in order to better provide a more relaxing atmosphere. Admiral Tonderson adjusted his glasses; they had slip down to the tip of his nose. He was rather enjoying the book he was reading, this had proved to be a rather quiet assignment, which allowed him to get caught up in his reading.

The Admiral’s task group had been assigned to provide protection for the new Tappee Colony in the area for a possible counter attack from the Imperial forces of Steel Butterfly. However, the Colony was located in a remote area space, and of no strategic value, not to mention that they where alone out here. Tonderson was just a few years from retirement in welcomed such an easy assignment, he wasn’t much interested in get glory on the field of combat as the other younger admirals where, he just wanted to finish out his day.

A knock on his door took his attention away from his book. “Come in” he yelled. Tonderson looked up just in time to see Captain Krathcel open the door “What Can I do for you Captain” from the look on the captains face he knew that something was wrong.

The Captain thought for a moment trying to find the right words “About ten minutes ago we’ve got a radio message from one of our long range patrols that they made contact with hostiles, several moments later we lost contact all together.”

Tonderson jumped to his feet “Was it SB’s forces?” asked as he made his way passed the Captain and started to make his way to the operations room.

With out hesitation Krathcel turned and started making his way behind the Admiral “The pilot said the craft attacking his craft did not register as to any known craft.

Admiral Tonderson stopped on his heels and turned to the Captain the two men where standing face to face “All report said that this region of space was empty, that why it was chosen”

Taking a step back to gain some distance between him the Admiral Krathcel nervously answered, “It would appear that someone has made a mistake”

Let out a quiet grunt of disapproval Tonderson thought about his options, every military commander hated surprises, especially ones like this “Very well put the fleet on high alert send a drone to the area attack, I wanted information Captain, and I want it now”

High Commander Goarahin entered the interrogation chambers, he was surprised at what he found sitting before him, he had never seen such a creature before. It resembled Octabian’s, it’s skin was a pale white with thick brown fur covering the top of it head and parts its face, in truth it looked rather frail. However this lone creature in its ship had managed to destroy 15 Octabius interceptor before it was finally captured. Something that Goarahin fond most impressive, Octabian’s looked forward to the challenges of combat embracing it when ever the opportunity presented it self.

Adjusting his posture so that he was eye to eye with this unknown creature he began asking it some questions, “Who are you and why did you come here?”

The creature answered back in a language that Goarahin had never heard before and could not understand, but from it’s tone it was not happy to be in this situation. Goarahin glanced over at one of the guard

The guard answered Goarahin’s question before he could ask it “We think that it the creatures native language, we’ve been unable to decipher it”

Goarahin went ask another question but was interrupted “Sir we’ve just received word that another craft has entered the system, this one was disarmed and easily destroyed”

Both anger and joy came over Goarahin, this meant that a new enemy was coming and the war was on the horizon. War meant combat, something that he was looking forward too. Anger at the arrogance of his new enemy, thinking that they could come here a take what they wanted. His anger exploded as he swung his giant hand across the creatures face. A red water like substance splattered across the wall, the creature fell to the ground twitched for a moment, then its eye’s rolled in the back of his head. Goarahin knew that it life was now gone, these strange new creature where just as frail as they looked.

Other in the room where surprise at the High commanders sudden outburst, but no one said anything.

“Prepare for battle” said Goarahin, ending the silence “A new enemy is coming”

The TAC officer gave the Admiral a salute as he entered the room “Sir we’ve just received the incoming data from the drone”

“And?” answered the Admiral impatiently

Typing in a few command in to a near by consol “It would appear the 6th plant in a nearby star systems is populated by a space faring alien race, they where the ones that shot done our fighter. However, their tech level is no watch to our own, early indication would put them at about a 6LSC, but they might have the capability to hit the Colony”

Tonderson sat back in his chair trying to analysis the situation “How did our initial survey mission miss this?”

“During our original surveys the area was engulfed by an Ion storm, the Storm was so bad that it was thought the any planet could not sustain life” the TAC officer was interrupted by Captain Krathcel

“Mean that it could not sustain human life, and that if any other life was in the system that they would not be space faring” The TAC officer gave a nod, Krathcel looked over at the Admiral “It would appear that this system was not ours to claim. What would you have us do.”

“Captain have the Raider prepared for battle, we are going to launch an attack” answered the Admiral without hesitation.

The room went silent has the true scope of his words came into focus “Don’t you think that we should clear this the Tribunal before we attack?” responded Krathcel

Standing Admiral Tonderson straightened his uniform “We don’t have time, as far as we know they are preparing to launch an attack against the Colony here. I would prefer to fight them there, then here. Besides all I want to is go in here and show them that we are not to messed with, then withdraw, we have more advanced Technology. They will get the message that we are more then able to defend ourself, a single attack and we will never have to deal with them again. Now you have your orders see that they are done.”