NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: There will be RP's explaining the return of the KGB. And this is not that RP, ask if you want in. It's a 1st contact thingy. And I am expanding my new races borders. If you think you can help then come on in, but the heading out now is for xmessthia, the rest of you can run across the border and run into a patrol ship. http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=406710 That is my factbook.
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http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y81/NCC2000/Heavycrusier.jpg = SHIP THAT PEOPLE ARE ON

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OOC: This is for X-Man, I'm assuming you sent somthing like a frigate.
"USS EXETER NCC-1706"

The entire ship had a strange smell to it. Like the smell of a new car only stronger. The paint was freash and the crew was new. Up on the bridge the captain was toying with the buttons on his chair. " Sir the alien ship is in visual range. Should I go to yellow alert? " said the helmsmen.

" You have got to be kidding me! Aliens really do exist! Yellow alert! Sheilds up! " Said the captain.

" Open a channel. This is captain James T Kirk of the Star Ship USS EXETER NCC 1706. Terran Empire. Are we tresspassing? "

Everyone else:
Just run into the border on a scouting mission. They are expanding it, You'll see this fleet. http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y81/NCC2000/departure_jpw.jpg

bumps,

(OOC: !! Kirk? w00t! Tag.)

Captain Dereshev stared at his plot. The ship had appeared in the outer Icefire system. It didn't appear to be hostile, and wouldn't get very far against the systems defences if it were. It was just one ship afterall and it was no match for his new ship, a new Valiant-class Cruiser. "Sir, we're receiving a transmission." The comm officer said.

"Let's hear it Lieutenant."

The message played on the speakers, "This is captain James T Kirk of the Star Ship USS EXETER NCC 1706. Terran Empire. Are we tresspassing?"

Terran Empire? I never heard of them. Dereshev thought to himself. "Send this message back comm, 'Captain Kirk, this is Captain Dereshev of the XNV Invincible. You have entered Xessmithian space, please explain yourselves.'"

OOC: If I can enter, then please let me. If not, then ignore this post.

IC:

Yarthissa was wearing a brown cloak as she walked along the refugee ship Hen Hound, her hazel eyes barely penetrating the earthly fabric. She was traveling from compartment to compartment, helping out whomever she could. Whether it be medical, psychological, or entertaiment; Yarthissa was ready to help.

The Hen Hound had been traveling aimlessly for six days now, the captain and crew hoping beyond hopes that a friendly ship would rescue them.

Yarthissa felt the Exeter and the approaching Invincible approaching days ago. She knew that at least one of them would be friendly.

As the Hen Hound neared the two ships, it let out the following transmission:

"This is the Priavte Frigate Hen Hound. We have 200 refugees onboard and we've been drifting for days. Will someone help us, please!? We need assistance! We've got one days rations, and we've run out of water! Please, help us!"

OOC: Again, if you don't like it. Just ignore it.

OOC: It just entered the edge of your space, it's scared now.

Generation, we'll come save you!
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The Captain was stunned by this new development. " Channel still open sir " reported the COMM officer. " I apolgize for our tresspassing into your space. But we've traveled over 50 light years from out borders. You are the 1st aliens we have contacted. I'm just overwhemled by all of this! I'd like you to shuttle a diplomat over! This is so incredible! I cant take this all in at once! Sheilds down. Wait, we are detecting an distress call! "

Dereshev nodded as he listened to Kirk. "I understand. I'll arrange for a shuttle immediately and..."

"Sir!" The comm officer yelled, "We just received a distress call. The signal traces to a location three light minutes from here."

"Why didn't we detect it earlier?"

"We're getting no major EM emmisions from it captain. And it was too small to be noticed by the passive TRADAR sweeps." The tactical officer reported, "I've got a good ping off it with the actives now though. I'm putting it on the plot now."

A small flashing orange icon appeared on the holo-plot. "Hen Hound this is the XNV Invincible. How may we be of assistance."

OOC: Sorry for shit post.

The NCC-1706 had already moved into transporter range of the refugee ship. " Hen Hound, we will assist you! You appear to have many injured and wounded. We have plenty of food and medical supplys. I'd be more than happy to help. I'd like premission to start beaming over you and your crew as soon as possible! I hate to be hasty, but our sensors show that you only have 13 minutes of air left. "
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y81/NCC2000/Heavycrusier.jpg
Xman:

The captain opened another COMM
" Hello Dereshev if you would like to send a shuttle do it now, you may dock near the aft torpedo bay. "

A large, freighter ship, part of a convoy of 15 similar ones, had been seperated by an asteroid field. Upon trying to enter, it sustained some damage to it's hull, leaving it to wander space in a dredful state, looking for help. As it drew itself farther and farther from the convoy, censors began to pick up other ships.

"Captain, we have detected several ships advancing on our position." The captain looked at the scopes. he saw what everyone else saw. Then he turned to the radioes.

"Un-identified ships, this is Captain Geoff Caliette of the Freighter, Red Deitch. We come from the Holy Empire. I require aid, as my ship has sustained damage from an asteroid feild. My Hull capacity has fallen under the 40 percent mark. We carry food cargo for the people of the Empire and need to deliver the load. I require immediate aid. please, respond on this frequency."

The captain looked out on the ships and noted their outer appearence. He then returned to his chair and waited for the reply.

OOC Hey ECF, mind If I join in, I might Introduce the new things in the empire.

IC The ship droped out of the Warp, its long triangular form a second to hang in space. IT was quite Distorted, with a hunk of the ships hull missing and covered in green goo. Inside the ship warriors fought against the Daemons that where left, numbering twelve.

"Lets just go he said." One soldier muttered under his breath as he riddled a Deamon full of bullets. "Nothing wrong he said, the deamons will go for weaker ships he said, no need to worry about the torn away piece. Well, THEY CAME FOR US!" as he did the same with another. He of corse was talking about the captian, who was now the toy of a deamon in the warp. He sighed as the last deamon fell down, before sinking into the green puss which was also dissapereing.

"Well, get to work you bloody idiots, let us in then let the Port side of the Ship deairate. We will Now be able to go home." He sighed. "As soon as we find out where we are that is."

OOC No, they do not know your their, their trying to work out where they are.....

Dereshev took in Kirk's latest message. "XO I want you to go over to their ship. Tell them what they need to know, but don't do anything more than that. That's the job for diplomats."

Commander Tagert, the Invincible's executive officer nodded and headed for one of the ships two small shuttles.

"Sir, TRADAR has picked up a frieghter. ID transmissions peg it as the Red Deitch, part of an Azurbajan convey that was scheduled to pass through the system." The tactical officer said.

"It never rains but pours." Muttered Dereshev, "Are we getting any transmissions from them?"

"Yes sir, a distress call. They report failing hull integrity due to damage sustained in an asteroid field." The comm officer said, "I don't know what they could be reffering too, the asteroid belt isn't dangerous to any ship. They might have flown through one of the gas giant's rings."

"I see. Ask them what we can do to help."

"Yes sir."

The tactical officer groaned, "We have another new contact sir. It just appeared out of a spatial phenomena known as the 'warp'. Chronosian ships use it for travel althoigh it doesn't match any of their known designs."

Dereshev swore under his breath, what was so damn popular about being in trouble today. "Get a target lock on them just in case." Dereshev ordered, "Comm send this mesage, 'Unkown vessel, you have entered the sovereign territory of the Confederacy of Xessmithia. Please explain yourselves.'"

The Captain had gotten his response. he looked at his scopes. he then looked toward his ship schematic and examined the areas of the most significant damage. He then turned to the communicator

"We have suffered damage to shield generators and engines. Our engines are functioning at 30 percent capacity. The hyperdrive is leaking. We are in need of evacuation. If you could send us a boarding craft, you need not board our ship. We will be ready for you. Just please get us off this thing."

After the transmition was sent, the engine controller stated that the engines were now useless. "They are too unstable to use anymore. We should be safe if we take them offline."
"Very well, take em out, we will drift for now. Help is on the way" After that, the captain muttered under his breath, "I hope..."

OOC: Will make a response soon. Busy

The Captain had gotten his response. he looked at his scopes. he then looked toward his ship schematic and examined the areas of the most significant damage. He then turned to the communicator

"We have suffered damage to shield generators and engines. Our engines are functioning at 30 percent capacity. The hyperdrive is leaking. We are in need of evacuation. If you could send us a boarding craft, you need not board our ship. We will be ready for you. Just please get us off this thing."

After the transmition was sent, the engine controller stated that the engines were now useless. "They are too unstable to use anymore. We should be safe if we take them offline."
"Very well, take em out, we will drift for now. Help is on the way" After that, the captain muttered under his breath, "I hope..."

"Get the second shuttle over to the Red Deitch. We don't want them to die over there." Dereshev ordered.

Moments later the second of the Invicible's two shuttles was burning space towards the crippled freighter.

The Ships Third mate looked around.

"Ok, I am in command here" He roared "Get me On the VOX, NOW!"

"Halt yourself Boy." Came a soft voice from a brown Robed Figure. "I will handle this. Coms, please put me in contact with the ship."

"But the empress said your presance was not to be found out." The Third Mate Said. "I could be hung!"

"I will intervean on your behalf good man, but this is more Importent." He looked at the coms "Where is the VOX?" He said in a disaproving manner. The Man jumped up and gave him the transmitter.

+-+Tansmission Sending, Applying to Question+-+

I am Master Jedi Macros of the Valshare Imperium. I must say, your people do well. We need no help, just to know our location and the nationalities of all ships in the area. This will be sufficiant, then we will leave when we are able. Thank you.

+-+Transsmission Ending, Please Repsond.

Geoff studied the Red Deitch on his moniter, checking for possible breech entry points. He found one at last. The captain got up and walked toward the communicator, opened his channel, and began, "We have a place for your shuttle to dock. It is out of the way of any contamination. If your men have Fission cutters, that may get the job done faster."

He turned to the hologram wich displayed the hull integrity. He then did a full scan over the ship and found traces of Melted steel. He swiftly summoned a mech specialist to the bridge. The captain began "Upon scanning the ship, I discovered something rather odd. I found molten metal and some smaller traces of platnum." The specialist nodded his head. "Well, that is common from Radiation, sir." The captain went on, "When the scanners focused on the pplatnum, they started to move. We have nanobots onboard. Whatever we hit that started the damage, these things used as cover to destroy the engines and the hyperdrive, creating a deadly state below deck. Someone brought them here and I plan to find out who it was."

The captain than ran over to the intercom. He summoned all hands to the bridge to be ready to leave. Soon after, he told two of his hands to put close watch on every crew member on the ship. He wanted to find the culpret before he endangered the men on the way.

Coming out of the wormhole, the Shadow Hawk's sensors immediately detected several ships. "Captain! We're picking up unknown ships. They don't appear to be Krokkan, and they're definitely not ours." Captain Draycos leaned forward in his chair. "Open up a channel, free-range broadcast." He ordered. The blue light on his console came on, and he spoke into the mike; "Unidentified ships, this is the Taledosian battlecruiser Shadow Hawk. Please respond." He laced his fingers together and waited for a reply. He noticed that one of the ships seemed to be damaged.

OOC: You guys don't have to respond to this if you don't want to, but just so you know, this is my first time doing something like this, so...yeah. Also, I'm borrowing my ship design from the Homeworld games, so this is what it looks like
http://well-of-souls.com/homeworld/hws/hw2/images/battlecruiser_weaponry.jpg

bump



OOC: I think it's dead

OOC: I've been UBER BUSY, I'll get you a response tonight.

The shuttle drifted ever closer to the hull of the crippled Red Deitch. "What's our status?" Lieutenant Parr asked.

"We'll have a soft lock in a few seconds sir." The pilot answered, and sure enough just seconds later the docking tube had extended to attach to the freighter's hull. A tech raced through to check the hatch.

"It's jammed. We'll have to cut through like the captain said."

Parr nodded, "Then grab the laser cutter and get to work. I want us in there within ten minutes."

The tech nodded and grabbed the las-cutter. He flicked it on and a brilliant point of light appeared where the beam struck. The tech moved the las-cutter slowly, slowly but surely getting into the hull.

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Captain Dereshev grumbled as he got the message from Macros. He nodded to the comm officer, "Jedi Master Macros you are in the Icefire system, part of Xessmithian territory. If you want to know the nationalities of the ships in the area, ask them yourself." Dereshev paused, "Or better yet, check their ID signatures." He slumped into his command chair and motioned for the comm officer to send the transmission.

"Sir..."

"I don't want to know Guns, I don't want to know. I'll be in my cabin. Comm you have the watch." Dereshev said as he left the bridge.

"We just picked up a new ship on TRADAR." The tac officer said.

"And I just got a message from them." The comm officer sighed, "The captain's right, why don't people just check the damn ID codes." He sighed again and sent a return transmission, "Shadow Hawk this is the XNV Invincible, please state your business in Xessmithian space."

OOC: This little mess calls for some more firepower.
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" Dropping out of warp sir. "

The captain walked onto the bridge taking a seat in the center command chair. " Hmmm tell that shuttle to head our way. Tell kirk to flank us, and give me a tactical scan of those other vessels. " Said Captain Willing. The premier captain in starfleet. He was the best of the best no one else is quite so skilled. " Alexander to alien shuttle, if you wish to speak to an Repsentive from the Terra Empire, please reroute your crouse to our ship, number 3 Torpedo bay, it's right above the torpedo turret. " The COMM officer Subspace Radio'd the alien shuttle. The tactical officer turned around to give his report " Sir, we have several alien ships in the area. None of them pose a threat by themselves. Though that ( Dinauria ) alien fleet may prove a problem, I dont think we have anything to worry about. "

The Captain stood up and headed for the turbolift " Do not fire, once that shuttle is aboard, yellow alert.

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On the flight Deck the small shuttle flew in past the energy sheild. Once he landed the flight doors slammed shut. The Xessmithia officer walked out, and was escorted to the conferance room.

The Captain asked him " Tell me exactly what I need to know, I want to know where the end of your territory is, A border needs to be set up. "

"Where our territory ends?" Tagert said. "Well that would have to be either at the heliopause or a thousand AUs past the Oort cloud of the system. Whichever is furthest.

"If you want to draw up a border that's where it would be. If you want cubic light-years of nothing be our guest."

" I see, Then that is where the border will be then! A small buffer zone shall be set up!. Now, I want to know somthing. About 30 years ago, we found a ship, about 1300 Meters long. No life signs aboard. We did recover some objects from it. We still have it in storeage, the tech on this thing is amazing, we still dont understand it. Here take a look at it, I cant read it. "

He pulled a Q-rifle from the drawer. He wiped the dust off it and handed it to the Officer it read " ECF Navy, ECF Tornado "

" I see, Then that is where the border will be then! A small buffer zone shall be set up!. Now, I want to know somthing. About 30 years ago, we found a ship, about 1300 Meters long. No life signs aboard. We did recover some objects from it. We still have it in storeage, the tech on this thing is amazing, we still dont understand it. Here take a look at it, I cant read it. "

He pulled a Q-rifle from the drawer. He wiped the dust off it and handed it to the Officer it read " ECF Navy, ECF Tornado "


Tagert looked the rifle over. He nodded to himself, it was an old ECF energy weapon. It was featured in his class on alien weaponry back at the academy. "It's an old energy weon called a Q-Rifle. It was the primary infantry weapon of the East Coast Federation before they were wiped out." He looked at the writing, "It would appear this one was from the 'ECF Tornado' a navy vessel. Probably the one you found."

Tagert looked the rifle over. He nodded to himself, it was an old ECF energy weapon. It was featured in his class on alien weaponry back at the academy. "It's an old energy weon called a Q-Rifle. It was the primary infantry weapon of the East Coast Federation before they were wiped out." He looked at the writing, "It would appear this one was from the 'ECF Tornado' a navy vessel. Probably the one you found."
" I see, the power readings on this thing are insane, it puts out more power than a shuttle! Do you know how advanced this was? After you tell me that, can you guys tell us where we can grab one of your diplomats, and possible fly him or her back to Athens for an diplomatic meeting? "

" I see, the power readings on this thing are insane, it puts out more power than a shuttle! Do you know how advanced this was? After you tell me that, can you guys tell us where we can grab one of your diplomats, and possible fly him or her back to Athens for an diplomatic meeting? "

"It wasn't all that advanced really. Not much more than us, they just had a thing for insanely overpowered small arms." Tagert responded quickly. "As for the diplomat, we could have one out here in a few hours. Should I make the call?"

"It wasn't all that advanced really. Not much more than us, they just had a thing for insanely overpowered small arms." Tagert responded quickly. "As for the diplomat, we could have one out here in a few hours. Should I make the call?"
" Make the call, We can wait for her to get here. Now we did some scans, not trying to find anything out. But the power systems on that ship and your ship seem to have similer power outputs. We understand the ships power systems, but the sheilding system and weapons are a complete loss to us! Have any hints? They seem to use an strange kind of energy that differs from our own phaser energy, But it turns anything into dust.......... what does the Q stand for? It seems to be based on the rifle on this table. But I do agree with you, there ships seem to be on par with yours.
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" Welcome aboard, Ma'm Once you speak with the captain, We can get underway. Should I carry your bag for you?

" Make the call, We can wait for her to get here. Now we did some scans, not trying to find anything out. But the power systems on that ship and your ship seem to have similer power outputs. We understand the ships power systems, but the sheilding system and weapons are a complete loss to us! Have any hints? They seem to use an strange kind of energy that differs from our own phaser energy, But it turns anything into dust.......... what does the Q stand for? It seems to be based on the rifle on this table. But I do agree with you, there ships seem to be on par with yours.
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" Welcome aboard, Ma'm Once you speak with the captain, We can get underway. Should I carry your bag for you?


Tagert listened to the officer as he spouted off rapid fire questions, "I'm not an expert in this I'm just going from memory. Anyway I'm pretty sure the 'Q' stands for quantum. That's another thing, they always found a more complicated way to do a simple job. They would turn some ship into dust by doing some technobabble thing to the atoms when it would be easier just vape the thing with a giant particle canon."

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Hannah Callahan gladly gave up her bag when the officer who met her asked. "Thanks." She muttered, as she ran her fingers through her messy hair. She was the only inter-stellar diplomat in the system and the fleet had gotten her in the middle of the night from her appartment in Blackrock. "So, take me to your leader."

Tagert listened to the officer as he spouted off rapid fire questions, "I'm not an expert in this I'm just going from memory. Anyway I'm pretty sure the 'Q' stands for quantum. That's another thing, they always found a more complicated way to do a simple job. They would turn some ship into dust by doing some technobabble thing to the atoms when it would be easier just vape the thing with a giant particle canon."

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Hannah Callahan gladly gave up her bag when the officer who met her asked. "Thanks." She muttered, as she ran her fingers through her messy hair. She was the only inter-stellar diplomat in the system and the fleet had gotten her in the middle of the night from her appartment in Blackrock. "So, take me to your leader."

" Indeed, this thing is incredibly complex! Why cant they just use some good old Projectile weapons with DU rounds? You know what REALLY pissed me off? When StarFleet changed over to Phaser based weapons last year for infrantry! Damm Brass always wanted to use the latest thing. Well Thank you for your time. "

He begun to fiddle with power setting on the rifle, and accidently set off the trigger which sent a blue blast into the wall which sent dust and debri flying all of the room. " oops? "

He saw the diplomat walk in. " Oh great you here. I'd like to sit down and have dinner with you in the mess hall. With the rest of the command staff. Get to know each other a little bit. It's getting late, after that I suggest you retire. You should get to know the command staff, as you'll be stuck with them for a week. "

The Hellbore and the Devastatror jumped in-system, testing the Hellbore's jump drive, seeing if it was affected by the re-fits. The Hellbore was still half covered in external scaffolding, and quite a few armor plates and a lot of the weapons were missing. The Devastator was seemingly fully operational, though.

The two 20km long ships powered down their engines and made no move to activate any weapons or sheild systems.

Sparks flew inside the hellbore's bridge. "Fix that!" the captain hsouted at a technician.
"Sir! we are reading some ships several light minutes in"
"Make sure it's not a sensor fluke! and see if you can hail what looks like the lead ship."

A few minutes later, after confirming the ships were indeed real, and identifying the lead ship, the Captain hailed the ship.

"Unknown vessel, ths is the ISF Devastator and ISF Hellbore. We come in peace, and o not intend on any territory infringement. WE were only" sparks flew from another spot on the bridge. "I TOLD YOU TO FIX THAT! But we were only testing the Hellbore's jump drive. If ossible, we would like to start diplomatic negotiations. Andon out."

The Captain looked at the scopes. he saw a new signature and said perhaps they could help with the new problom. As soon as he was picking up the communicator, he looked to the side and saw the cutter slicing at the wall, when the mechanics chief sprinted into the room, clutching the NANObots. Immediately, he yelled for his elites, wich he soon learned were on the ground by the door, bleeding heavily. He immediately picked up the communicator and opened a channel to the ship that appeared to be called the Alexander.

"Attention unidentified ship! We are in a state of emergency! If you have any combat personell, please send them immediately. The only places your ships may dock without crippiling our ship further are--"

The transmition abruptly ends with a scream and laser blasts.

"What happened? Get him back!"
"Sir, the transmisison ended. not our problem."

"How big is the ship"

"UNknown, sir."

"Bring us into range to tell. Have the Hellbore Jup back to the fleet, and have them send more Marines."

a few minutes later, the Devastator was full combat ready and moving into range to detect the size of the distressed vessel. The particle cannon was almost charged, the EMCs were prepped, and the sheilds were up.

Kirk Smiled, he knew somthing was up. " Give me a scan of all life signs, put a map up on the screen. " He said. The tactical officer brought up a map. Several life forms were surrounded by a larger group of them. Kirk saw what had to be done " Beam them out of there, the ones being surrounded! Those ones with the nano tech weapons, do not beam them aboard Hurry! "

The Transporters beamed out what was left of the crew. " Get one of them on the bridge. Lock that ship in a tractor beam. And open a channel.

" Alien vessel, explain yourselfs now, before one of your crew members does. "

Just then Kirk saw another fleet of ships drop in. And he heard the message " ISF ships, Send a delegate to the larger of the 2 ships that carry our transponder single, the Alexander, I am not a diplomat, but they have several on board. "

"Right. We will send one. What's the ondtion on the distressed ship?"

Andon ensured a diplomatic envoy was sentto the Alexander, carrying the best diploat on board.

"Right. We will send one. What's the ondtion on the distressed ship?"

Andon ensured a diplomatic envoy was sentto the Alexander, carrying the best diploat on board.

" Welcome aboard, care for a quick tour? " The ship you are on http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y8.../siegfried6.jpg

OOC:

PIC OF LARGE SHIP HAS BEEN REHOSTED

http://s4.invisionfree.com/USF_Communications/index.php?act=Attach&type=post&id=8669430

The Heretic leader walked calmly over to the comunicator and blasted it. He then turned around and said "We haven't much time! The crew of this ship have most likely notified the Empire. This ship seems to have weapons readings as well. They're hot! We're targeted and caught in a tractor beam!" He turned to a small, skiny man and grabbed him by the neck. After lifting him up, he crushed his bones within.

After his tantrum, he turned to the holocam. He flipped a switch and it hummed, showing an image of a Sith lord. He then told him of the situation and was told to attempt escape. The leader knew the Sith cared not the least of what became of his crew. He turned to the hole where the shuttle crew had been cutting. He pondered quickly, wondering if they were smart enough to flee.

After a few moments, a grand Black Sun Holy vessel appeared from Slip space. The sheer sise, armor, and black tint to it made it look like a fierce opponent. It could also fight like one. The Black Sun armada had never seen live combat. They were here to strike fear into the Heretics. Soon, many pods launched from it, containing recovery droids intent on gathering cargo from the crippled ship. Soon, the captain turned to the communicator. He locked onto the Abraham and opened a channel to it.

"Unknown aliens! This is Black Sun Vessel Prince Xizor. We are aware of the deeds you have done to save the people onboard the freightor, Red Deitch. You will surely be remembered in the archives. The Prophets send us with their highest thanks to your leader."

Soon after, onboard the Alexander, the surviving crew told their story of how they were betrayed by a group of heretics led by a Sith lord. They told of the slaughter and the NANOtech. After all was said they seeked to calm down and wanted to get back home. They had been though hell and back.

"Nice ship" Colonel Berkley said upon eneing the Alexander. "What do I see in the tour?"

"Nice ship" Colonel Berkley said upon eneing the Alexander. "What do I see in the tour?"
" Follow me, 1st stop is Warp Control and power generation. Please follow me. "

In the Warp Engine room, the Anti Matter Reactor could be seen in front of them. It glowed a heathly blow and white. It flashed every time a cycle was put though * think Enterprise E engine room *

" Please read over this and ask anything you wish " As he hands them Padds.

After watching the warp core for a small bit, Berklley looked at the tour guide. "Why exactly does it flash? Is that antimater explosions, or something else? And how destructive is a detonating one, and do you have a way to eject it if it starts to overreact or something like that?"

After watching the warp core for a small bit, Berklley looked at the tour guide. "Why exactly does it flash? Is that antimater explosions, or something else? And how destructive is a detonating one, and do you have a way to eject it if it starts to overreact or something like that?"
" Very simple, Each time the anti matter explodes protons are given off. These produce raditation. Which gives off the blue glow. Dont worry, it's harmless. We are exploding about 4 Billion Nuclear weapons a cycle inside. Yes we can eject the warp core if coolant goes offline. "

He noticed him staring at the plasma lines. " Would you like to know about our plasma injectors? "

"Sure..." Berkley said. "But, one thought I had. How expensive are these warp cores compared to other weapons you have? Because they could probably make a devastating weapon..."

"Sure..." Berkley said. "But, one thought I had. How expensive are these warp cores compared to other weapons you have? Because they could probably make a devastating weapon..."
" Ummm, these are drive systems, not weapons. Plasma is the product the warp core produces. It feeds the warp engines and EPS grid, would you like to know about those? "

The Heretic leader walked calmly over to the comunicator and blasted it. He then turned around and said "We haven't much time! The crew of this ship have most likely notified the Empire. This ship seems to have weapons readings as well. They're hot! We're targeted and caught in a tractor beam!" He turned to a small, skiny man and grabbed him by the neck. After lifting him up, he crushed his bones within.

After his tantrum, he turned to the holocam. He flipped a switch and it hummed, showing an image of a Sith lord. He then told him of the situation and was told to attempt escape. The leader knew the Sith cared not the least of what became of his crew. He turned to the hole where the shuttle crew had been cutting. He pondered quickly, wondering if they were smart enough to flee.

After a few moments, a grand Black Sun Holy vessel appeared from Slip space. The sheer sise, armor, and black tint to it made it look like a fierce opponent. It could also fight like one. The Black Sun armada had never seen live combat. They were here to strike fear into the Heretics. Soon, many pods launched from it, containing recovery droids intent on gathering cargo from the crippled ship. Soon, the captain turned to the communicator. He locked onto the Abraham and opened a channel to it.

"Unknown aliens! This is Black Sun Vessel Prince Xizor. We are aware of the deeds you have done to save the people onboard the freightor, Red Deitch. You will surely be remembered in the archives. The Prophets send us with their highest thanks to your leader."

soon after, onboard the Abraham, the surviving crew told their story of how they were betrayed by a group of heretics led by a Sith lord. They told of the slaughter and the NANOtech. After all was said they seeked to calm down and wanted to get back home. They had been though hell and back.
" What else do you need? I can beam your surviors aboard whenever you want. "

The Prince Xizor's captain summoned the Communications officer and told him to respond:

"We would request the crew immediately be sent back. However if you could, please, I want them scanned. If this ship was to fall, there would be hell. However, it is unlikely, as most of the guards are the best of the best." The captain wanted to continue bragging, but the Communicator cut him off.

The captain brought up a hologram of the Grand Admiral. he Informed him of the situation. After the information was shared, the cargo was removed from the Red Deitch. After all pods were cleared, the Captain gave the orders.

"Alexander, I understand you need to test your weaponry. You may fire when ready"

Dereshev was furious. Not only had his rescue crew nearly been killed on the Red Deitch, but three. THREE. New ships had appeared in system. He was pacing his bridge thinking about how to relieve his anger when the comm officer spoke up, "Sir I just intercepted part of a message from that big black vessel." He played it.

"Alexander, I understand you need to test your weaponry. You may fire when ready"

Something inside Dereshev snapped, and he stormed over to the comm station.
"If any one BUT A XESSMITHIAN VESSEL FIRES THEY WILL BE DESTROYED BEFORE THEY CAN SAY 'ATMOMIZED'!! All ships are too cut their engines and powerdown!!" He yelled on a full range broadcast. He shifted his uniform and turned to the shocked comm officer, "I want Fourth Fleet alerted to our situation. Ask them politely to send the Quetzacotl and Leviathan and several dreadnaughts to assist us."

The comm officer stared for a second, "Did I make myself clear?" Dereshev asked. The officer nodded and sent the message.

Dereshev was furious. Not only had his rescue crew nearly been killed on the Red Deitch, but three. THREE. New ships had appeared in system. He was pacing his bridge thinking about how to relieve his anger when the comm officer spoke up, "Sir I just intercepted part of a message from that big black vessel." He played it.



Something inside Dereshev snapped, and he stormed over to the comm station.
"If any one BUT A XESSMITHIAN VESSEL FIRES THEY WILL BE DESTROYED BEFORE THEY CAN SAY 'ATMOMIZED'!! All ships are too cut their engines and powerdown!!" He yelled on a full range broadcast. He shifted his uniform and turned to the shocked comm officer, "I want Fourth Fleet alerted to our situation. Ask them politely to send the Quetzacotl and Leviathan and several dreadnaughts to assist us."

The comm officer stared for a second, "Did I make myself clear?" Dereshev asked. The officer nodded and sent the message.

Kirks ship powered down the tractor beam and dropped to Green alert. Kirk sent a message " I will not be destorying anyone, nor do I have the intention of doing so. I have orders to leave this system at once. I do not care about what happens here, nor do I intend to help any side in this meeting. It's your problem, not mine. The only reason I'm taking crap from you is because I do not want a war breaking out. I am leaving this system, I wish not to call you an enemy. I need " premission " from you to leave. Again, I have no interest in starting anything. Though I do apologize for being a bit harsh, if I can help you with anything, let me know. "

OOC: Will Start a new RP for the Treaty and shit

The Captain of the Prince Xizor flipped a switch on the holocam and sent another message to the Grand Admiral. After five minutes, more Slip space ruptures were coming through. Three more Black Sun Vessels were en route.

The Captain had the weapons charged to maximum, and opened fire on the Xemethian (Sorry cant spell) ship. The Energy cannons hummed as the bolts were shot.

OOC: These will last until help arrives.
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" Red Alert shields up!, Recall the Alexander! Now! " Kirk was mad as hell. " Flank, Shields to full, Come about 191.22 Degrees and fire phasers and photon torpedos. Contact the Xmessthian(SP?) Vessel, and condinate an attack with it's tactical officer. Bring our heading to flank the Xmessthian vessel! " The Ship begun firing at the enemy vessel. Another blast struck Kirk's ship.

Kirk To Xmessthia Cruiser: The Alexander should arrive in a minute or two, I suggest we work together to stay alive, and!

Just then the Alexander Warped in, weapons charged, shields up. " This is Captain Willing of the Terra Flagship, may I offer a bit of assistance? They openly fired on your vessel without warning, and have fired upon Kirk's ship. Weapons, lock super phaser on target and fire! "

A Large Orange beam shot out of the ships main focuser and impacted the enemy ship. ( It should do a fair bit of damage )

The Captain felt the ship shaking as it whined and groaned. The tech master came runing toward the Captain, reporting the hull had been damaged. Integrity was down to 90%.

The three extra Black Sun vessels came out from slip space, weapons and shields fully charged and locked to the ECF ship. They fired primary and secondary Energy cannons, and anti-Battleship beam cannons. The Prince ?Xizor had jumped from the system as they entered. Meanwhile, the Divine, vigilant, and Logos kept a steady fire on the enemy ship.

Captain Willing saw the dead barrage of beams heading for his ship " HET MANUVER, NOW! " He shouted out to the helm officer. " Performing HET/STRAF! "

A Huge blue flash burst from the ships warp drive engines. Causing the large vessel to be flung sideways. Most of the enemy fire missed the Flagship. Captain Willing sent a visual message to the enemy admiral. It looked a bit like this " Nice try, I got a word for you, Your to slow old man. "

The Tactical officer reported in " Sir More ships are entering the system, they are carrying IFF singles. " He told the captain.

Willing looked happy " Lock QS cannons on weakened enemy ship and fire. "

Onboard the Red deitch, the crew of heretics were still unharmed. They sought to repair the hyperdrive and get the ship out of the fire. As soon as they did, a Slipspace rupture appeared off the front of the hull, as the freightor dissappeared.

The Prince Xizor had fired a few counters to draw fire from the enemy as it headed into slipspace. A Primary Naval vessel followed it and it fired boarders toward the ECF and Xmessthian ships. The Boarders were packed with soldiers in a unique style of battle armor and with DU weapons and beamswords. Their goal was to take the ship offline.

The Invincible rocked as the blast struck the armor. "Shields now!" Dereshev screamed. "Tactical give me a full spread of Induction missiles on the lead ship, adn tell the gunners to fire at will."

At his command ten missiles lept from their tubes, each carrying 500 gigatons of death. The gunners responded seconds later and filled space with lances of blue fire as they let loose with their LinAc cannons.

The Invincible traded fire with the Prince Xizor for many moments, and then three more enemy ships appeared. "Where are those damn re-enforcements!?" Dereshev growled as his ship was struck yet again.

"Our shield grid is under heavy strain sir. We can't take much more."

Dereshev was about to respond when five ships appeared on his plot. "This is Admiral Elliot of the XNV Leviathan. I heard you guys needed some firepower." Dereshev smiled.

The two massive monitor's the Leviathan and Quetzacotl were flanked by two Medusa class dreadnaughts and one Cetus class battle dreadnaught. The two eight kilometer long behemoths took two of the attackers and opened fire with a barage of 100 teraton missiles from their external racks. The escorting dreadnaughts unleashed their own onslaught of Het-lasers and LinAc cannon fire.

The intruders and fired upon Xessmithian forces. And now they would feel the power of the Xessmithian Navy.

"This is Captain Emmit Willings of the Logos! The Black Sun force was designed to be a single ship fighting force! With the combination of two others, we shall stop you in your tracks!"

Willings turned to the tactical officer and told him to get the Grand Admiral on holocam. As the preperations were made, the Prince Xizor fled to Slip space.

"That ship is carrying some important cargo, I'll tell ya that!" said the Grand admiral. He continued, "I seek to test the Ormi. I will be on call if needed. Oh, and by the way, The Prophet of Truth will be watching so, don't screw this up!"

as the hologram faded, the rest of the vessels kept a steady stream of fire on all hostiles when suddenly, the monitor came running toward the Captain.

"Sir, we have incoming! And this one's BIG!"
"Lock all beams on the ruptures! Fire as soon as they're out!"

The Captain turned to his chair where he brought up a scanner and checked the ships for damage. He then smiled, as if satisfied, as the battle continued.

OOC: I don't use Slipspace and my ships had already arrived so I'm ignoring your attack on the slipace ruptures and just saying you shot at the ships.

IC:

Dereshev breathed a sigh of relief as the fire shifted off of his ship and onto the larger ships. They were fresh and could take a far greater beating than the Invincible, especially the monitors with their tripply redundant shield grids.

"Sir, the Prince Xizor is running."

"What!? Helm chase them down. Tactical get a tractor on them as soon as we're in range then slice their engines off their hull."

The officers nodded and the Invincible shot off in chase of the fleeing ship.

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The shields flashed briefly as the enemy ships fire splashed on the Leviathan's immensely powerful shield grid. Return fire flashed back from the task force s even more missiles and 100 teraton primary beams raced forwards to deal death to whatever they touched.

Elliot stood on her flag deck and watch the scene unfurl. She turned to her comm officer, "Send word. Let's get the rest of fourth fleet in here and let's get third fleet on stand-by. And tell the sysdem defence force fleet in Icefire to start heading out here. We could be in for one hell of a fight."

OOC: he does make a very good point.
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Captain Willing hailed the lead Moniter " Thanks for dropping by, I was feeling a little ' outgunned ' Hold that ship in place, I have some fun things to do. "

The Alexander flew past the damaged Black Sun ship at a close range. " The computer cores, lock onto them, beam them out. " The Cargo Transporters flashed for a second. And several large chunks were on the cargo bay. Sheilded from any exterernal contact. An engineer walked up to it " This looks fun, I love free data! Computer, Replicate a few of these things. And beam out those self desturct devices"

Captain Willing to Enemy Fleet: Thanks for the data man, I'll enjoy reading over it! "

The Alexander fired another Super Phaser blast at the crippled Black Sun ship. There was no way it could survive.

The ever growing battle got another breath of Black Sun as another rupture came through. The Firestorm entered the battle with all power to weapons, but ready to switch to shields. As it entered, it began its attack on the ships in the area. With it, was a Communication jammer. the Holy Empire was not about to let the enemy become any stronger.

As the Prince Xizor became crippled, the crew had made their way down to the cargo bay to prepare for their visitors. It would be only a matter of time....

The Devastator was instantly active, control panels being typed at franticly, and the particle cannon's doors were opened. The main batteries were readied, and the newly equipped nuclear missiles were readied in the newly discovered Capitol Missile Launchers.

as soon as all preparations were done, the Devastator formed up in the Xessmithian formation. "May we offer some assistance?" Andon commed to the ships.

After he stopped transmitting, he targeted the newest Black Sun arrival with the 20km long par5ticle cannon and let loose.

(OOC: The particle cannon is 20 kilomaters long (the length of the ship) and can punch a large hole through the moon. However, it takes nearly three hours to recharge after fireing.)

AS soon as the particle cannon was fired, the EMCs were readied, their upgrades giving them massive amounts of destructiveness. They opened fire on the same ship, and the non-nuclear (but quite powerful) missiles were prepared. they did not require true launchers ue to their nature. seven of these were fired at the same ship.

(OOC: Electromagnetic cannons (NOT EMPs) accelerate slugs through magnetic rings to near-lightspeed velocities. The first shells were not as destructive due to the way were made, but the current shells are more destructive, and travel at about .89 lightspeed due to acceleration upgrades

The missiles use the same jump drive technology, but the jumps are near instantaneous, because living matter is not needed to be kept alive. They jump very close to the targeted ship (hopefully inside of the sheilds) and activate their drives, accelerating them at .3 lightspeed to hit the ship. Even if they were outside of te sheilds, they would be quite close (the average range of emergence was just under a quarter kilometer from the ship))

The Devastator was instantly active, control panels being typed at franticly, and the particle cannon's doors were opened. The main batteries were readied, and the newly equipped nuclear missiles were readied in the newly discovered Capitol Missile Launchers.

as soon as all preparations were done, the Devastator formed up in the Xessmithian formation. "May we offer some assistance?" Andon commed to the ships.

After he stopped transmitting, he targeted the newest Black Sun arrival with the 20km long par5ticle cannon and let loose.

(OOC: The particle cannon is 20 kilomaters long (the length of the ship) and can punch a large hole through the moon. However, it takes nearly three hours to recharge after fireing.)

AS soon as the particle cannon was fired, the EMCs were readied, their upgrades giving them massive amounts of destructiveness. They opened fire on the same ship, and the non-nuclear (but quite powerful) missiles were prepared. they did not require true launchers ue to their nature. seven of these were fired at the same ship.

(OOC: Electromagnetic cannons (NOT EMPs) accelerate slugs through magnetic rings to near-lightspeed velocities. The first shells were not as destructive due to the way were made, but the current shells are more destructive, and travel at about .89 lightspeed due to acceleration upgrades

The missiles use the same jump drive technology, but the jumps are near instantaneous, because living matter is not needed to be kept alive. They jump very close to the targeted ship (hopefully inside of the sheilds) and activate their drives, accelerating them at .3 lightspeed to hit the ship. Even if they were outside of te sheilds, they would be quite close (the average range of emergence was just under a quarter kilometer from the ship))

"Now, sir, would be a great time to show off our shields! They eat any projectile weapon fired at them and can be minipulated to only glaze the surface, so firing inside them is impossible. They can also be made to Expand and eat other ships."

"Excellent, commander! Show them what we got!"

OOC: there's aslo the particle cannon. and damnit, i thought I was logged in as ISF Devastator

" Phase the ship and set a crouse for the planet in this system. Ask for some Escorts. We need this data. " Willing and Kirks ships raced for the planet, doding fire.

Dereshev smirked, "We have them. Get the marines ready for boarding action."

Major Polsky was overseeing his marines as they boarded their assault shuttle. "All right marines there's something on that ship we need. Let's go get it." With that the assault shuttle lifted and rocketed off towards the Prince Xizor.

" Phase the ship and set a crouse for the planet in this system. Ask for some Escorts. We need this data. " Willing and Kirks ships raced for the planet, doding fire.

Captain Greggor of the XNV Hercules swooped down on the two ships. "We're here to escort you to Icefire. Say hi to the system defence fleet on our way past."

The Marines onboard were ready for the incoming assaults. They had personel shielding and beamswords, as well as DU rifles at their backs. If the enemy somehow survived the conflict, they'd be plagued with Radiation for millions of generations to come.

The Marines onboard were ready for the incoming assaults. They had personel shielding and beamswords, as well as DU rifles at their backs. If the enemy somehow survived the conflict, they'd be plagued with Radiation for millions of generations to come.

Major Polsky was the first one out of the shuttle. His powered battle armor's sensors confirmed the immediate area was clear and he motioned for his platoon to move out.

As soon as the shuttle was unloaded they headed off to the cargo hold, where scans had shown the highest probability of life, and thus whatever it is they were looking for.

Polsky tunred a corner and saw one of the crewers. He squeezed the trigger and his weapon spat hyper-velocity explosive rounds at the target.

***

Elliot was glad to see the rest of Fourth Fleet arriving. Already the first waves of anti-shipping fighters were on their way to the Black Sun ships. It was a beutiful and deadly display as hundreds of brilliant explosions dotted the starscape.

In just a few moments the main body of the system defence fleet would be engaging. The enemy would soon be destroyed.

"We're in range sir."

"Excellent. Fire the wedge." Elliot ordered. The tactical officer grinned as he activated the most powerful weapon on the Leviathan. One thousand teratons of pure death leapt at the nearest Black Sun vessel, only to be followed seconds later by an identical blast from the Quetzacotl.

Kirk's ship made a quick stop and beamed down some Terra marines.

http://www.startrekgames.cz/images/munro_alexander_small.jpg

The head marine spoke to the alien marines " Well well it looks like were gonna go in together. Nice to meet you, I am Commander Willing ( he's the captains brother) and I shall be helping you kick some ass tonight. "

He was carrying what appeared to be a phaser shotgun, very large and blunt seemed to have little-no range.

The Rest of his squad was carrying an Submachine Pulse Phaser, a new type of weapon that had come into star fleet. http://world.guns.ru/assault/xm8-c.jpg

A crew member of the enemy vessel peered around the corridor, and he was throw against the wall by a shotgun blast from the assault phaser. Blood and guts spattered across the room. " lets get started? "

Polsky (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v422/Xessmithia/halo2_masterchief_closeup.jpg) nodded at the Terran Marine, "Absolutely. We'll take point you cover our six."

The lead Terran MArine didn't get the message. He and his troops rushed ahead. Polsky sighed, "Never mind. You take point, we'll cover your six."

The Doors to the cargo bay opened and Willing saw what he was looking for. " Hey look! Dead people! Open fire! " Orange beams begun to fly from the Squad. Until The Heavy weapons officer got a cool idea. He pulled the Photon Brust off his back and pointed it at the charging soliders. And pulled the trigger " Take cover "

"These bastards have taken many lives! We mush hold em back! We have not lost the battle yet!"

The remaining marines dashed to the cargo bay, carting Infantry cannons and Beamswords. A sharpshooter hid in the massive upper decks of the storage facility. He spotted a fresh target. The rest of the marines waited in hiding until finally, the sharpshooter struck. After the shot rang out, the marnes came out of the darkness and charged at the enemy.


OOC: My armor resembles Spartan armor, however the strength and shields are better......

"These bastards have taken many lives! We mush hold em back! We have not lost the battle yet!"

The remaining marines dashed to the cargo bay, carting Infantry cannons, DU weapons, and Beamswords. A sharpshooter hid in the massive upper decks of the storage facility. He spotted a fresh target. The rest of the marines waited in hiding until finally, the sharpshooter struck. After the shot rang out, the marnes came out of the darkness and charged at the enemy.


OOC: My armor resembles Spartan armor, however the strength and shields are better......

The team sniper saw the moronic enemy on his TED, and could even watch him take aim. He jumped for the door, but got hit in the shoulder, his ablative armour protecting him from the blast. Using his TED, he spotted the moronic sniper " You couldn't hit your moms fatass with a Quantum brust! " As he pulled the pin on a photon grenade and threw it into the sniper perch. " Moron! Learn to shoot! Oh shit! " He saw the incredibly forces comming towards them, The Terra marines fell back into the hallway, waiting for the Xmessthian forces to do the same. " Munro to Exeter! I need a precesion phaser strike! Pronto! "

Once the IFF marines were out. The NCC 1706 flew by and blasted the Cargo bay with a phaser blast.

Polsky dived behind cover as the Terran Marines ordered a strike from a starship. "What the hell are you doing!" He yelled at the marine, "We're here to capture whatever it is that is so damn important dipshit. We can't do that it you bloody vaporize it."

The other marine started to respond but Polsky interupted him, "Take yourself and your trigger happy FPS hero wannabes and get the hell out of our way. Leave this job to the professionals."

Polsky dived behind cover as the Terran Marines ordered a strike from a starship. "What the hell are you doing!" He yelled at the marine, "We're here to capture whatever it is that is so damn important dipshit. We can't do that it you bloody vaporize it."

The other marine started to respond but Polsky interupted him, "Take yourself and your trigger happy FPS hero wannabes and get the hell out of our way. Leave this job to the professionals."
OOC: There is such a thing as low power shots. And yes, the ship barely has any power, theres no reasons why transporters wouldn't work.
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The Phaser blast from the NCC-1706 was only set on 1/10000th power, a " stun " setting for a starship. It would probably only daze the enemys for a few minutes. More than enough time to take out the last of the resistance.

" Maybe you need to figure out a few things, like common sense. You dont hit a area with valuble cargo with a full force blast. Even ships have a ' stun ' setting on them, That damm cargo you want is still there, moron. "

Noticing the fact that nothing in the cargo was destoryed, his cargo was still there.

" Hey cool, everthing is still there, very 'vaporized' indeed, before you say vaporize, learn how a damm phaser works. You take your FPS Fanboy team, and do whatever the hell you want, I have a mission and I plan to complete it. Fuck off. Go take your gay ass armour and shove it, you can help find whatever the fuck we are looking for, or be an asshole. Team, Weapons to kill, lets move in. "

" Beam all of the damm cargo out of this hold this will take to damm long. "

Before the beam could be fired, a Black Sun ship locked onto the engine core with an anyi ship eam on full power, and let it fly. No ship could survive the blast.

"The cargo must be destroyed! if they were to captire it...who knows..........."

Polsky wasn't one to react compulsively. Which is why he found it very odd when he pointed his rifle at the Terran Marine and pulled the trigger.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as the round struck just beneath his neck and his head and upper body popped like juicy balloon.

Of course any consequences of his actions wouldn't matter. For just seconds later the ship was filled with white light as the Balck Sun weapon struck vaporizing all within her.

Dereshev swore as the Prince Xizor exploded, Major Polsky was a good man. "Get us back to the fleet. No reason to stick around here anymore."

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Elliot watched with satisfaction as her fleet continued to pound the Black Sun forces. They wouldn't escape.

"Sir, we've lost a light cruiser, four destroyers and ten frigates."

Elliot nodded, "Continue the attack. Fire the wedge again Guns."

The last remaining Black Sun ships in the area fired their loads, when the Grand Admiral appeared on hologram. he asked for a message to be transmited.

"Xiessmithian vessels, this is Grand Admiral Fologer of Black Sun. I am sorry for the deaths inlicted in this conflict. I will pull my forces out, as mercy has taken effect. If you let them go, I will provide repairation money to the families of the men lost today. I, if possible, would like to attend a formal peace meeting with your leaders. I speak directly from the prophet of Truth, whose voice is too pure and great to be herd by mere soldiers. Please, I do express sorrow, from the bottom of my heart. I do hope we can talk of peace soon enough."

OOC: I only attacled because ECF told me to

Onboard the Flagship of the Black Sun navy, the Prophet of thruth was sitting in his throne, eating a hearty meal when suddenly a tactical officer came toward him and asked where he would be attacking.

"My son, i did not wish for war, what ever could you mean?"
"The Grand Admiral stated we were in a state of emergency and asked to being out all of Black Sun. We have just learned that our primary attack force was destroued and-" Truth cut him off.

"What attack force? I ordered no attack! Bring me the Admira-" he felt something tighten on his neck, but no one was close to him. Truth then looked and saw The prophet of Regret standing next to a well cloaked figure, holding his hand out wth two fingers in a semi closed circle.

"Master, release him." As Regret said that, his fingers widened back to normal and his hand went to his side.

"Ahhhh. Truth, this is my master, Darth kectar. I trust you met him once before?"

"I've herd of him" he said as he rose out of his chair and grabbed a beamsword. after he got into a stance, the Grand Admiral was carried into the room by the powers of this Sith lord. His fingers again in the semicircle, but not for long, His fingers overlaped and a loud cracking noise was herd. It echoed throughout the hall and the Grand Admiral's neck flopped around like a marrionet. Truth was stunned, however happy. It saved him an execution on heresy charges. As the Sith lord lowered his hand, Truth charged at Regret, who was protected by his master.

A duel was fought. Both men fought hard. Truth had a very good gift fot a beamsword. He swung high and mised, slashing the air while the Sith swung low, at his legs. Truth flipped over the blade and landed with his blade protecting his back from the next blow. The battle raged on and finally, truth saw a move. It had appeared the Sith lord had a metalic leg. Truth, being the well respected leader he was, made it his target. He faked a stabbing blow and the Sith bought it. He doubled his blade back and swung at the leg. the blow was blocked by no other than Regret.

As the warriors retreted back into standby, the Marines had learned of the conflict and stormed the room. Stun blasts could not be blocked so they took out the Prophet of Regret while the Sith lord escaped. It was not the last of him that would be seen...

The Devastator, as soon as it was unneeded, jumped back to the fleet