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OOC: Continued from: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=411983

There was a massive burst of energy as the dimensional gateway was opened... shadows began to exit the rift... thousands of Mechs, and several massive capital ships.

One mech stood out of all the others. A mighty Red mech, with the symbols of Imperial Office all over it. Behind it, a supermassive vessel exited the Portal. This was the mothership...

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Grand Admiral Bellena's mechanical eye twisted and turned, analysing the surroundings.

"So this is the reality of that fool... it's so... empty."

"There's less wreckage here mistress. There was never a war against Moleland here, remember?"

"Ah yes. It's just new to me. The Emperor will enjoy this new universe."

"I agree. This universe is impressive."

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The Emperor's red mech began to flash and flicker, as weapons systems were bought online.

"Not only do I get to crush this pathetic universe all over again, but I also get to test this new prototypes systems."

Orders my Emperor?

"Prepare to set a course for Earth. Let's crush the source right now."

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Back in the other reality

Lord Gregory added the finishing touches to the console.

"Ok! I've linked the transporter to the dimensional gateway, and Striker has been transfered back to the Explorer. Are you sure you'll be ok Halifax?"

The old pirate lifted his hand in Imperial Salute.

"We'll take down the old Empire while you deal with their military. If any survive, they'll have nothing to return to."

"Thank you. It's good to know in another reality, you are a force for good. I hope you bring peace and prosperity to this new land."

"And I hope you succeed and defeat that evil man-he's nothing like you."

"I never Married Admiral Bellena, thats why. It was on the day I was due to marry her, I was away. She left me, and my sanity remains intact. As for the war with Moleland... I have no idea how that could happen."

"You should go-he must be in your reality by now."

"Striker-all systems ready? We're going to move out!"

OOC: Any FT nations feel free to join here-you should have detected a massive quantom singularity near Neptune-where the gateway was opened.

a lone fire wolf heavy assault mech raised its phaser cannons.

a lone fire wolf heavy assault mech raised its phaser cannons.

OOC: Oh dear......

a lone fire wolf heavy assault mech raised its phaser cannons.

The Emperor's eye lifted.

"Who is this fool? I admire their bravery... but not their intellegence!"

The Entire fleets weaponary was trained on the Mech.

"Identify yourself-who are you! Speak, or be vaporised! You are no match for our forces!"

'Gregory, We are all ready to go when you are. I hope are ready in time!'

Good Luck... May the spirit of the mole be with you... always

ooc relax its blasting rocks
ic cancel that we are here to help the molething

we are the first lancer divvison of sephrioth thier are 20 more fire wolves cloaked behind me we are here to take out that fool of a mole driod.

we a the recon force sent in be fore any other forces

we are the first lancer divvison of sephrioth thier are 20 more fire wolves cloaked behind me we are here to take out that fool of a mole driod.

OOC: What? You've come to attack Molthing?

afermitive
all lancers de cloak now
20 more fire wolves de cloak some off them equiped with heavy plasma cannons.

The Emperors mech lifted his weapon.

"Fools. You shall all be swept aside."

He stopped and looked in awe as another bright flash occoured. Out of the light flew Lord Gregory in the 1st prototype mech and the Mole vessels.

"Ok... you're in my universe now, and we play things a little different around here!"

The two gregorys eyed each other up.

"FOOL! You think you and those few ships can take us on?"

"How about an armada? I've already sent out the grouping signal. The Imperial Fleet is on it's way as we speak."

"MWAHAHAHAHAHA! I even get to crush your armada? This will be fun! All units! ATTACK THE PROTOTYPE!"

"Here we go... Striker! Keep the enemy fleet busy until our armada arrives! YAAAAAAAAAH!"

The 2 mechs charged at one another, their weapons firing...

the 20 lancers hear you fools you think we will allow you to destroy the molething 20 dark fire wolves face down the other 20

'Confirmed'
'Attention. Scramble all fighters. Get those Interdictors to activate there gravity wells!'

The interdictors activated there Gravity wells. Out of the ships sprung 50 Hyper fighters, Missile boats and 75 Turbo laser fighters.

'Attack anything that gets too close! Are we within range of a com sat?'

'Yes sir'

'Call for reinforcements!'

'Yes sir'

lancers focus all your fire on the mole fleet
deploy smart missiles

'Sir! Seph missile locks...'

'We don't have time for these pests. Intercept the missiles, but ignore them, attack the enemy TIN's.'

Most the missiles were easily intercpeted.

'Sheilds holding at 90%'

'Keep going... Stay on target...'

lancers swith to high yeild plasma missiles lets show them the power of a well armed fire wolf

The two mechs smashed at each other, unable to find a weakness. The Mothership meanwhile, began to close with the Explorer...

"Your primative technology is no match for our firepower. Surrender, and you're deaths will be swift and painless."

The Motherships huge cannon folded out, and began charging...

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"Surrender you moron! You are outnumbered!"

"If I go down you're comming with me!"

"Foolish sentiment!"

Emperor Gregory Smashed Lord Gregory with a vicious punch to the upper body of the mech.

"It'll take a lot more than that to defeat me!"

Lord Gregory struck back with a laser blast to the leg.

"Ha! I cannot be defeated! What the...?"

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The 2nd Imperial Armada jumped out of Hyperspace.

"My Lord! This is Admiral Bellena, whats going on?"

The Emperor Gregory froze.

"Admiral... Bellena?"

"Admiral! Destroy this enemy fleet! I shall explain later in my report!"

"Aye Sir! All ships, open fire!"

"My... Precious... Bellena? You shall be mine again!"

The Mech broke off from Lord Gregory and sped towards the Flagship!

"Oh no you don't! COME BACK!"

Lord Gregory gave pursuit.

lancers swith to high yeild plasma missiles lets show them the power of a well armed fire wolf

'Sir one of the ships is making an attack run.'

'Fire at them, but continue on our course. Have Hyper fighter groups beta, alpha and gamma engage, along with Missile boat Mu and Tau!'

'Orders sent'

These fighter groups changed course towards the seph ships. The Hyper fighters fired their proton torpedoes and folowed up with their turbo lasers.
Close behind them were the Missile boats, who fired several Heavy space bombs at different targets.

'Sir, the Flagship is preparing to fire'

'All Capital vessels, target the moonstone accleerator cannon.We must destroy it. All fighters net yet asigned, attack the nearest TIN Mech. Any missile boat not attacking the Sephiroth's, atack the flagship'

'Sir, reinforcements willa rrive in 20 minutes.'

'That's too late. Far too late.'

The 3rd and 4th fleets arrived as Lord Gregory caught the opposing mech.

"No! You won't harm her!"

"Why would I harm her! We will be together again, and no one will stop me!"

Emperor Gregory Grabbed the arm of his foe and swung him around, casting him into another mech. The enemy mech was destroyed as Lord Gregory managed to turn the mech around, grabbing and ripping his opponent in 2.

"Leave her alone!!"

Admiral Bellena watched as the two mechs wrestled.

"What the hell is going on? Ungh! What was that?"

"Enemy mechs attacking Admiral!"

"Destroy them! Dispatch TID Fighters! And contact Tydus prime-tell them we need the 2 Avatar class Mech Prototypes!"

"Yes Admiral!"

There was a massive laser fight as enemy fired at enemy, mech punched mech...

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"Mistress... they are attacking the cannon."

"Fools... Have they not yet learned they cannon harm us? Fire main batteries."

"Yes Mistress."

The Motherships main hatches opened, and blasts of yellow energy began to lance out, striking Mole fighters, TIN fighters, Capital ships, and the Explorer...

"Cannon at 47%."

There was a loud explosion, as several mole fighters were destroyed.

'Sheilds holding at 45%, we lost 4 hyper fighters and 3 missile boats sir'

That ship must have a weak spot...

'Take us around the side of the ship, perhaps were can out flank the enemy ship, and attack it where the cannon cannot hit us!'

'Outflank? Sir that technique is ancient...'

'That maybe so! But it works... and I have no other choice. Continue targeting the cannon with all weapons, including the concussion missile launchers!'

"It appears that they are trying to outmanuver us Mistress."

"Do they really think we are so stupid? So blind? We're not so easy to lose."

To the horror of striker, the Cannon lowered... and tracked the vessel. It was a turret!!!

"Now we shall end this..."

"Cannon at 67% Mistress. Mistress, more TIN ships entering sector."

"They cannot defeat us... we are impervious. They will not triumph!"

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The 1st Fleet arrived, with Grand Admiral Dangar and the Oblivion Class mothership at it's head.

"Hmm... looks like the fireworks have already begun. Let's get 'em boys! And Admiral Bellena, we have the Mechs as you requested!"

"Good! Deploy your best pilots! And cover Lord Gregory in the Purple mech!"

"Rodger that Admiral-but remember who gives the orders around here! All units, open fire! Target that flagship!"

Mole, check your PM's in those forums we use.

'Sir, the Cannon is tracking us... It is a turret!'

'Great.... All hands standby for impact. The next hit may break through the sheilds!'
'Continue firing at that turret. We must take it out!'

The Cannon continued to track it's target.

"Cannon charged!"

"Fire. Finish them off."

"Aye mistress. Vaporise mode has been activated."

The Cannon's glow changed to a pale blue, and blasted forth... the very fabric of space was torn apart behind the blast...

The sheilds were penetrated.

'Sir Sheilds are down... Hull at 70%... We can't take anymore....'

Where is that ship getting it's power from... 'Scan that ship, What is it's power source?'

'Sir, the armour is too thick...'

'Transfer laser energy to sensors, Abandon our attacks. They are having no effect.'

'Scanning... Thank goodness The Explorer's sensors are extra powerful...'

With the shield down, Mechs began to land on the surface of the Explorer, and began ripping her to peices... she was finished.

"Our orders are to capture the lead mole and vaporise the vessel."

"Rodger."

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Gregory and Gregory continued to battle.

"Let me go! I must return to my love!

"NO! She's not the same person!"

"Fool! Why do you care so much!"

"Because we had a relationship too! We just never married!"

"Then that was your FIRST MISTAKE! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

The Emperor Smashed the Lords mech with a vicious punch... and was shortly after hit with another punch in return.

Lord Gregory looked to his sides to see the 2 Avatar Prototypes hovering next to him.

"My Lord! Awaiting orders!"

"SMASH THEM ALL!"

"Yes sir!"

The 2 mechs charged into the enemy mechs, ripping, gouging, blasting to peices...

'Sir, We are being boarded! We are venting atmosphere, on most decks!!!!!?'

'Are those scans complete?'

'Yes sir? It is solar powered, with no other energy source!'

'Hmm... To power that weapon it must needs lots of power... I've worked out a way we could stop it., but it is too late now. How are the interdictors.'

'One destroyed, the other following suit... Few fighters left.'

'Attention all hands!!!! Except those at a weapon post, abandon ship! Abandon ship!'

'Sir, a chain reaction has been started, the nuclear fuel will detonate in 3 minutes!'

'To the hanger bay, quickly!'

The two officers ran off the bridge, followed by the rest of the crew... The turbo lasers continued to fire, in a futile gesture at the mechs...

Gregory watched as the Explorer was torn apart.

"Oh no... Striker!"

Gregory headed towards the Explorer, ripping off the mechs and tearing them apart.

"Striker get out of there!"

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"Mistress the ship is no more."

"Good. Focus on these alternate versions of ourselves. Destroy all of them except that ship there... the one with the alternate version of me. It is clear the Emperor wishes to have that one."

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Recovering from the impact of the attack, Emperor Gregory blasted forth once more, determined to claim his prize.

"Come back to me my sweet..."

"Admiral! That mech is headed right for us!"

"Main batteries open fire! All fighters cover us!"

"It's on a colision course!"

The 2 officers ran down the corridor. Several compartments of the ship were missing, causing major decompression, several times Striker luckily avoided Mechs which grabbed other officers. Suddenly there was a loud explosionf rom deep inside the ship.

'What was that?'

'The batteries exploding. The ship is runnign on Nuclear fuel. ETA until destruction... 1 minute'

The two of them continued running, and reached what was left of the hanger bay. Inside, Tin mechs had already destroyed the escape craft... Only the mech remained, but several TIN mechs were in the hanger bay...

'Quickly, this way!'

The two officers ran at full speed across the hanger bay towards the mech...

A Mech saw Striker running for the remaining mech-and raised his gun.

Just before he could fire, his arm was ripped off. Gregory was in the hangar bay.

"You 'aint hurting anyone!"

Gregory Smashed the mechs in the hangar bay down, buying time for Striker to reach the mech.

Striker did not notice this act of bravery from greogory. A few MUSRUMs Wandered into the hanger, and attacked the mechs as well.

30 seconds until destruction!!!!!!!

The lights inside the hanger began to flash red and blue...

Striker and his officer climbed into the mech. Striker flicked a few buttons and warmed the mech up...

15 seconds until destruction!!!!!!

Another loud explosion was heard inside the ship... The concussion missile stores exploded...

"WOW! Time to go!"

Gregory activated the jets, blasting out of the vessel as it fell apart...

10. 9...

Striker Activated the mech and it sped towards the exit of the hanger bay.

'Can you fly this sir?'
'Yes, I can.'

7, 6, 5, 4...

Almost there... Striker thought.

2, 1..

Striker was just reaching the exit... When there was a tremendous explosion, ripping the entire ship apart!

Gregory reached a safe distance, and activated the Console.

"Striker, come in! This is Gregory-do you copy?"

'Yes Greogry. Just about, But I'm still alive!'

Striker opened a new channel to the Flagship.

'Ok. You entered my universe, attacked and destroyed my ship and almost killed me!' Striker's eyes narrowed. 'Now it's pay back time!'

"Hmm... a brave fool... Destroy him."

"Yes mistress. All mechs, attack that Pirate mech!"

A thousand mechs converged on Striker... Oh boy.

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"Admiral Dangar, report!"

"We're winning the fight sir, the shield modulations are working... but..."

"What commander"

"Admiral Bellena has been taken from her ship by the red mech!"

"WHAT?!?"

"You were on strikers vessel while she was taken-he was heading for Raltiir V."

"HOW DARE HE! I'LL TEAR HIS CIRCUITS OUT!"

"Sir, please calm down! We'll get her back!"

"You mean I'LL get her back! Wipe out this scum! I have somone to save!"

Gregory activated the mechs teleporter, heading for Raltiir V...

Suddenly, the entire Sector of space was covered in a blinding Blue light, a strnage swirling blue tunnel appeared... a voice came out of the tunnel...

Payback time indeed!

Several rockets came flying out of the tunnel, blasting several mechs to pieces. Molthing also charged into several mechs, destroying those as well.

Bellena... We meet again. But this time, you won't win!

Bellena raised her one eyebrow.

"Hmm... It would appear you are more powerful than you seem. But I must destroy you... it is my programming. Open fire."

"Yes Mistress."

The Motherships many cannons opened fire, while Mechs began launching everything at Molthing.

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Gregory materialised at Raltiir V. The Imperial research station was in ruins.

"That bastard will pay..."

A fist suddenly smashed into him.

"Fool! You cannot stop me! Once I have killed you, I shall take your place and take over this galaxy with your own troops!"

"Guess again asshole!"

Gregory pressed a button, creating a giant energy sword. The alternate Gregory smiled, and produced his own.

"YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

"YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

*Smash!*

The two swords clashed, and the two men became embroiled in life or death combat.

OOC: Gotta go. My last post for a while!

IC: Molthing fought off most of the Mechs, staggered back.

You underestimate me!

'Molthing! Her ship is very dependent on solar power! Stop her recharging!'

Molthing Quickly transformed into a giant box, large enough to fit the flagship in. Then very quickly, zoomed over the flagship, and closed the box...

Told you so... My turn to play!

Have a fun study period. :(

By 'A while' I meant 'An hour or so'.

Sorry about that!

a few off thier fighters went down to our assault ''all fire wolves form up run attack pattern gamma nine running scythe arm the demons''

*Music in background as battle rages - All battles deserve music to accompany them :D * (http://www.vgmusic.com/music/console/sega/dreamcast/Airship_Battle.mid)

The two Gregories clashed over the icy planet.

"Where is she?"

"Oh, she's safe-you are not."

"If you've harmed one hair on her head..."

"Hah! You think i'd harm the most precious thing in my life? I shall kill you, and then we shall be together again!"

"Not if I can help it!"

Lord Gregory swung his sword, but was parried by Emperor Gregory.

"Ha! I know everything about your mech. I can counter every attack!"

"Counter this!"

Gregory pounded his fist on the control panel, and several missiles launched from the Hands, impacting into Emperor Gregories Mech, ripping off an arm.

"What?! I never had that installed!"

"You forget-I know everything you know. I used our-MY knowlege of Mech technology to install a few extras."

"Heh... So we are alike after all. But I am not defeated yet!"

Emperor Gregory swung about, blasting towards the planet, perhaps leading the Lord into a trap.

"She must be down there..."

Lord Gregory followed him.

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"Systems powering down! They have found our weakness!"

"I Knew this day would come-time to die with honor."

Bellena opened a control panel, a massive blue button rising from it.

"If we cannot succeed, we shall take this Molthing with us."

Her hand pressed down on the button.

"Goodbye my love."

There was a massive white light that blinded the area, as the Mothership exploded, sending out a shockwave with the force of a black hole.

Onboard the Eternity:

"Admiral! There is a massive rift in space-that ships inversion engines have exploded!"

"Move us to a safe distance! Everything within this sector is going to be destroyed unless we can stop that rift-Including Earth!"

"Moons help us!"

"There is only one way to stop it." The Science officer turned.

"We must send somthing massive into the rift, and they must seal it from the other side with a Static Hyperspace bubble... but then they will be lost in the void for all eternity."

"There is nothing in this sector large enough to do that... or is there?"

*Thermonuclear BUMP*

uh-oh... Molthing, I'm afraid we must leave, unless you want to be sucked in with that ship. The battle will be won without us!

Grrrrr... Even in death she is annoying!!!!

With that Molthing disappeared in a beam of blue light.

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Hmm... I know Molthing survives... but, as for me, that is another question

Striker pursued another mech, before destroying it. He quickly moved ontot he enxt one.

These pilots are a pathetic. I haven't piloted anything for ages, and I'm a better pilot.

OOC: BTW: You checked up the updatein my factbook?

The Vortex began to spin faster, entwining and beginning to suck in the smaller less dense mechs.

"We have to close that rift NOW!"

"Sir, a ship must be sacrificed to save this system."

"DAMMIT!"

Leave that to me.

Admiral Yarris of the 6th Imperial fleet smiled as the covert fleet decloaked.

"Who are you?"

"That is not your concern. Merely consider us... friends."

Admiral Yarris looked at the control panel.

"Hmm. A type 4 subspace rift, from self destructing Inversion engines. Prepare to launch the probe."

The unidentifiable ship launched a massive, solid black mass into the void. Instantly the rift began to seal itself.

"What... But... how?"

"Do not question it. Suffice to say this system is safe. We must be leaving now, we must attend to our other duties."

The 6th fleet once more cloaked as the rift finished sealing.

"What the heck was that all about?"

"I have no idea Admiral. We must finish the remaining mechs."

"Do it."

The Blasters of the Imperial fleet now concentrated on the remaining Mechs, each blast ripping one apart...

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Yarris opened a comm link to the Emperor.

"My Emperor, the mission is complete."

"Good. And you assure me that the 'error' to the Transporter was not detected?"

"No sir. They know nothing."

"Good. My plan is comming together. Prepare your covert fleet. Time for a counter invasion... Heh heh heh. The fools suspect nothing. Not even Gregory himself."

Striker watched the ship appear, then disappear again after sealing the rift.

What the hell was that about?

At last, the Reinforcements arrive.

'This Admiral Forlan of MCD Freedom. Admiral Striker, are you recieving.'

'Affirmitive. Engage the enemy Mechs. I'm coming aboard myself!'

'Yes sir'

With that, more Mole fighters and bombers were lauched into the fray.

Back in 2 hours!

Back at Raltiir:

Lord Gregory noticed that the Emperors mech had failed, it's power gone. Climbing out of his own mech, he headed for the remains of the research facility, feeling that his counterpart would be there. Suddenly, he was stuck in the back of the head... by somthing metal.

Getting up, blood on his head, he saw the horrible figure of Emperor gregory, coated in scars, black insignia, and that huge clawed arm...

"You know how I lost this pathetic worm? Ripping a moles head off. Another little bastard cut my arm off with some sword-I believe it was called the Soul Calibur. I of course, didn't stop. I ripped the little runts throat out with my teeth!"

"You are clearly mentally unstable. You need help."

"AH! But I have never felt better! And now me and my beleved will be together once more!"

*Beep* Lord Gregorys commlink buzzed.

"Gregory here."

"Admiral, we are winning the battle-the survivors are attempting to flee back into the dimensional gateway before it collapses, this is nothing but a simple mop-up operation now."

"Understood Admiral. And the mothership?"

"Gone sir. The Molthing defeated it."

"My beloved is... dead?"

"And soon, so will the rest of your fleet."

"You lie... NOOOOOOOO!"

Emperor Punched lord to the ground. He lost himself. His body began to quiver out of control.

"Now my beloved is... truly dead. Now I shall destroy us both!"

"What are you doing?"

He noticed the Emperor was tapping buttons on his arm.

"I've set my mech to self destruct. It will destroy this entire planet-and you and you're own beloved are going down with me!"

"NO!"

Gregory Quickly drew his Soul Calibur. The Emperor Laughed.

"Fool. Do you not realise that we are alternate-we are similar in opposites."

The Emperor drew his own sword-a blade of Pure Evil.

"This is the Soul Destructor. It is the result of the Soul Calibur and Edge combined. Now it shall smear your remains on the rocks that will soon litter this solar system!"

"Not if I kill you first."

"YAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"YAHHHHHHHHHH!"

The two blades clashed, creating a bight red light, that shone across the wintery tundra.

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Admiral Bellena woke up, feeling the bump on her head.

"Ugh.... what happened? Report!"

Looking around she realised she was not on her ship.

"Where am I?"

Her vision was suddenly blinded by a red light outside. Looking out, she saw the 2 men locked in combat.

"Gregory...?"

She ran to get outside.

all fire wolves target molethin and fire a demon missile each

ok let s get out of this dimention

OOC: Seph, Molthing is gone.

IC: Striker entered the hanger bay of the MCD Freedom.

'Okay, how's things over here?'

'The remaining Mechs are in full retreat'

'Good, Take this ship in pursuit of Greogry's Mech. It was heading towards these co-ordinates.'

'Ok'

The MCD Followed the route taken by the 2 mechs, and headed striaght for Raltiir.

dam
ic target the mole fleet and prepare for a cluster plasma missile launch

Onboard the Frigate Hope

'Sir, Seph ships are making an attack run.'

'Destroy them. All fighters, concentrate fire on the seph ships.'

The 5 frigates and 3 interdictors fired all turbo laser cannons into the speh formation. The missile boats and Hyper fighters targeted them with proton torpedoes.

raise sheilds and fire all cluster plasma missiles

'Prepare for impact!'

The cluster missiles could not all be intercepted. 1 Frigate was destroyed, 2 damaged, 1 seriously. 1 interdictors sheilds failed.

'Return fire!'

The moles fired back with even more powerful weapons.

The 2 prototype mechs grabbed the enemy, ripping them and slicing the Sephrioth mechs with their weapons, While firing missile after missile.

"It is strongly advised you surrender. You have no hope of beating our superior numbers."

The Lead mech pointed the the thousands of Imperial attack craft surrounding them.

"You think you can take us all?"

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Bellena crawled outside, her legs still weak.

"Gregory?"

"Bellena! Get back inside!"

"Ha! She will die with you!"

Emperor Gregory swung a mighty blast, cutting off Lord Gregorys right arm.

"AGGGGGGHHHHHH!"

"Gregory! NO!"

"HA! You weak fool! I can at least have the satisfaction of turning you to paste before I die."

"I think not!"

There was a flash, and the next thing Emperor Gregory knew, there was a massive hole in his chest.

"Wha... *Gurgle* How did you... *Splutter* This... cannot... be..."

Gregory turned, clutching his arm, to see Bellena lower her Blaster.

"Bellena... thats very nice of..."

Gregory fell unconcious. Bellena quicky picked him up, bandaging his arm as best she could using her uniform, and dragging him back to the mech.

"We have to get out of here! C'mon! Wake up! I need you to tell me where the auto-pilot is!"

The MCD exited hyperspace near the planet.

'Sensors are picking 2 lifesigns. Both human'

That means one of the Greogry's is dead'Prepare to attack anything that comes off the surface, but wait for my instruction to fire.'

'Agreed'

*Music appropriate for this moment* (http://www.vgmusic.com/music/console/sega/dreamcast/Silent_Hill15.mid)

Bellena began franticly searching the console.

"Gregory! Wake up or we're both dead!"

"Nngh... Voice command... use it..."

"Thanks Gregory... And thanks for comming back for me."

"Just doing my... nggn..."

"Rest now Gregory. It's my turn."

She turned to the console.

"Computer, engage autopilot, take off and get us into space!"

Confirmed.

The Mechs mighty engines engaged, launching as the half destroyed mech began to detonate. She was shortly in space.

'Striker, a mech is approaching'

'Open a channel'

'This Admiral Forlan, indentify yourself!'

"Admiral, this is Vice Lord Bellena of the Imperial Armada-open you're damn launch bay doors! And as soon as we're on board get us the fuck out of this system! That planets about to be blown apart!"

As she blasted forward towards the captial ship, Gregory lay unconcious.

"Admiral, get you're med bay ready! I have a casualty! It's Gregory and his arm has been lost! I hope you have good surgeons!"

"Admiral, this is Vice Lord Bellena of the Imperial Armada-open you're damn launch bay doors! And as soon as we're on board get us the fuck out of this system! That planets about to be blown apart!"

As she blasted forward towards the captial ship, Gregory lay unconcious.

"Admiral, get you're med bay ready! I have a casualty! It's Gregory and his arm has been lost! I hope you have good surgeons!"

'Open your doors Admiral!'

'I agree'

The hanger bay doors opened.

'Med teams report to the hanger bay! Medical unit, prepare for a code red casuality. Prepare the tank immediately.'

'Code red?'

'Look, I'm not taking any chances. If Gregory's wounds are life threatening, I want to give him the best chance of survivial! I advise you to prepare the hyperdrive immediately!'

'I agree'

The mech touched down in the hangar bay, and the hatch extended. Out of it crawled Bellena, struggling to carry the bulk of Gregory out of the Mech. A number of Mole troopers ran up, helping her to carry him.

"Here, when he wakes up, give him this."

Bellena handed over Gregorys blade.

"Take good care of it..."

Bellena then herself collapsed.

The Moles Rushed to the medical bay with Gregory. He was put down a a bed in the medical table.

'I'm afraid we can not save his arm. But we can save his life. Remove his uniform, and place him into the tank!'

The tank was filled with High strength bacta.Gregory was hooked up to some breathing equipment, soi he could breathe. Mixed into the air was a chemical to keep him sediated

Gregory was placed into the tank of Green liquid, which was then sealed.

'Take him out after an hour!'

'Yes Sir!'

Meanwhile, on the bridge

'Let's get out of here!'

The MCD entered hyperspace just as the ship exploded!

'Forlan, I'm going to the medical bay.'

'Very well'

Striker hurried down to the medical bay...

Back in the medical bay

Bellena was brought in and placed a different bed.

The doctor scanned her, 'She is unharmed. Just a few cuts and bumps. She has fainted through shock and exhaustion. She needs to rest.'

With that, she was moved to a more comfortable bed to rest.

The planet was ripped apart in a firey explosion that took out everything in a 500 Billion Mile radius. The planet was no more. (Another thing I must ammend to my factbook. :mad: )

A few hours later:

Bellena came around, her vision slowly clearing to reveal she was in some kind of Medical room. The Medbay She supposed.

"Where is Gregory? Is he ok?"

A Doctor nearby replied, 'Yes, I believe so. He should be fine.'

Meanwhile

Striker watched Gregory being removed from the Tank, and placed on the operating table.

'Admiral, I must ask you leave. We need space to fit this robotic limb.'

'Ok.'

Striker left the room, towards where Bellena was recovering

'Okay, let's get to it.'

The doctor, began work attaching the new limb. He was experienced at this kind of work, and finished attaching the wires of the arm to the nerves of Gregory's arm.'

'Done. Let's bring him round.'

Gregory was given the antidote to the sediative...

Gregory swirled and turned... images in his brain of his evil self laughing... of Bellena screaming... of great pain.

He suddenly lept up.

"Where is he! I have to save her! What happened?"

Clearly in a state of shock, he flailed around, until he noticed his new arm...

Carefully, he calmed down, looking at it.

"Tell me. Is Bellena ok? Did we do it?"

'Everything is fine friend. She is fine, and your arm appears to be working better than we could have hoped' said Striker. 'If you wish, you may see her if you want.'

Gregory walked through the door, and was instantly hugged by Bellena.

"You made it!"

"No-We made it. I'm proud of you. You saved my life."

"And you saved mine by comming after me."

"Yes-Emeror Gregory is dead-and both our dimensions are safe."

"But we lost a lot of people to that other dimension, including the professor."

Gregory smiled, knowing of the Emperors true intentions.

"I'm sure they're fine."

Gregory Turned to Striker.

"Well my friend! Looks like we did it again! We make a great team. I have to buy you a glass of Valuan Liquoa-it's made with Yellow moonstones and Liquoa berries!"

Gregory put his hand out to shake Strikers hand.

'Yes.' Said Striker, 'I'll like that. If you feel up to it, we can go to the bridge.'

Meanwhile

The MCD destroyer exited hyperspace in orbit over Earth.

As soon as they arrived at Earth, Gregories comm unit implant began beeping.

"Gregory? This is the Emperor! Well done my friend! I've been told of your accomplishments by your Admirals and the Professor!"

"The Professor? I though he was lost in the other universe!"

"Not at all! he found another mech and used it's dimensional portal to get back!" (Secret IC: NOT TRUE. :D He was bought back by the 6th fleet after completing his covert mission...)

"Wonderful My Emperor. What are your orders?"

"Well I've got the Imperial Fleet cleaning up Neptune and the surviving Mechs, so I want to see you and Striker down here now! Report to my chambers for debreifing, the both of you!"

"Err... at once my Emperor."

"Good. Imperial command out."

"Well Striker, looks like the funs not over! But theres one more thing to attend to. While you prepare a shuttle, could I and Bellena have a moment alone?"

A smile broke out on Striker's face.

'Ok... I'll prepare the Shuttle' Striker Winks as he walks out.

Striker makes his way down to the hanger bay. 'Prepare a shuttle for immediate launch.'

'Yes sir'

'And bring up 2 portions of Chocolate form the hold.

'Yes sir?' Replied the soldier at this strange request.

'You'll understand soon enough.'

As the room was empty, Gregory got down on one knee.

"I'm kinda missing a ring now, but I want to ask-Will you marry me?"

"Are you kidding? Of course! I've always loved you from the moment I read a dossier on you! You're the ultimate gentleman, a kind man, and you came back for me!"

"Wonderful! I'm so pleased!"

"And I bet the Emperor will be too." Said Bellena, her eyes streaming with tears of happiness.

"Striker! Let's go and celebrate!"

'Already prepared for.' Striker nodded his head, and the troop appeared with some chocolate for both of them.

'Now, we better not keep your Emperor waiting.;)'

Gregory and his new Fiance were quick to board the transport, hand in hand, alongside Striker.

"Lay in co-ordinates for the palace and take us down. I'm looking forward to a few days R&R."

'Right'

Striker boarded the shuttle, as the landing ramp was raised. The shuttle, and folded it's wings and took off, heading for the planet.

The Shuttle enter the atmosphere, and headed for the landing platform. As it came into to land, the wings folded up, and the landing thrusters activated. It landed with a clank.

'Lets go then.'

Gregory Smiled as they reached the main gates to the Royal chamber.

"Brace yourselves."

Gregory pushed the door open. As it swung open, the sight was awsome to behold. white petals were falling from the vents in the cealing, and a large number of Imperial citizens were cheering and clapping, while Imperial Stormtroopers saluted the 3 heroes.

"Come, let us approach the Emperor."

The 3 began to walk towards the throne, where a smiling Emperor Marshall I awaited them with his personal guard.

OOC: Ok RP your astonishment. :D

As soon as Striker saw this scene, his jaw just hung open, he was speechless.

What.... what is this for...

Striker just followed Gregory towards the Emperor, in a trance like state.

"Approach me my friends. There is no need to kneel."

Gregory merely walked up to the Emperor, shaking his hand and hugging him.

"It is good to see you again my friend."

"Good to see you again too Gregory. Now, prepare to recieve your rewards!"

A servant bought over a large red box. Inside were 3 Silver leaves.

"Grand Lord Gregory, Supreme Commander of Imperial Military forces, for your actions above and beyond the call of duty, including risking your life for the good of the Imperial Navy, you are hereby awarded the Imperial Leaf, the highest award our Nation has. Well done old friend. You will make a great Emperor when I have gone."

"Thank you my Emperor. I shall not let you down."

"Ah, and Admiral Bellena, Vice Commander of the Armada, I Hereby also award you the Imperial Leaf. I also promote you to the rank of Vice Lord of Imperial Military forces, serving directly under your future husband. Congratulations on your engagement. Gregory told me on the way down."

"Thank you my Emperor. I serve you always."

"And now we come to Admiral Striker, our Moleland friend who has time and again saved my friend and my nation from destruction. There is no true way to reward you, but we can give you this. We present you with an Imperial Leaf. Also, I declare you to be Sir Striker, Honorary Imperial Nobleman and the Honorary 6th Admiral of the Imperial Armada. Congratulations. Consider yourself an Imperial citizen, free to visit whenever you wish."

The Emperor extended his real hand to shake Strikers.

Striker Took some time to realise what was happening.

'Thank you... I will... treasure... this...'

Striker took the medal.

'I wish i had worn my formal dress...'

OOC: BRB

The Emperor chuckled.

"I see you are not familiar with Imperial Custom. Do not worry about formal dress... As you can see, Gregorys uniform is tattered from his battles, and Admiral Bellana's uniform is ripped due to the fact she had to stop Gregorys bleeding. Do you really think I'd be upset that you arent wearing your formal dress? Do not worry my friend. Dress is not Important here. Come! We must feast!"

The crowd bustled out of the hall, cheering and celebrating the victory. But what had become of the Alternate universe and the mysterious 6th Imperial fleet? Only time would tell.

OOC: CONGRATULATIONS! We actually finished an RP! :D

OOC: Yaysh.

So, I have a choice.

I either Pretend you and Chronsia assinate King Mole, and start the next Rp.

Or continue. To be frank, i preper the former.

Yeah I advise you just assume it happened. I think that concept was just too time consuming.

Agreeded.

I'll post a linky soon.

Agreeded.

I'll post a linky soon.

Righto. I'm leaving in a sec, so yeah-leave the link here and i'll check it in the morning.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=8803267#post8803267

I'll let Chronsia know of what is happening