NationStates Jolt Archive

Lt. Ash's Banshee class fighter appeared out of subspace, his fighter was badly damaged and he didn't think he would find any help. He and his fighter wing had been escorting a ship surveying a newly found system when they began picking up energy signals on the other side of the systems gas giant, as tehy came around the planet they saw a "station" the size of Earth, it was surrounded by a fleet of ships. They suddenly began powering up and destroyed his wing and the survey ship. He had went into subspace in fear of his life and to make sure the fleet found out about this threat. He began trying to call in for help.

"This is Lt. Ash Ekardian patrol, wing Gamma three niner, I've taken heavy damage and request immediate fighter cover and rescue. Come in anybody."

"Barely receiving you gamma three niner, this is Ekardian outpost Ticonderoga responding."

"Oh thank god, we were ambushed we didn't have a chance, I'm sure their tracking me."

"Calm down pilot, who attacked you?"

"They were these death black ships their weapons were to much they wasted everyone."

"Sit tight I'm sending a recovery craft now."

"No, send fighters send everything you have now I'm sure their tracking me."

"Pilot I don't have anyone else on scope your homefree it's going to be alright."

"No it isn't you don't understand you weren't there."

Several subspace portals begin to open up behind the banshee.

"Picking up unknownjump signatures."

As the ships appear the Comm. on the outpost finally realizes how screwed they are as he recognises them as Shivan ships.