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International Press Release
From: His Most Glorious High Ecclesiarchy of Holy Xirnium

A minor dispute occurred today between the High Ecclesiarchy and the God-Ministry (the supreme Legislature and the Crown of Holy Xirnium, respectfully). The disagreement primarily concerns the relative jurisdictions of these two main arms of the government of the Holy Empire and proposed restructuring to Xirnium’s political system. A civil dialogue is currently in progress, and ministers of the High Ecclesiarchy reported that they were fairly certain of reaching a compromise regarding reform to Holy Xirnium’s state institutions fairly soon.

High Lord Ertham Nidor (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/GrandCardinal.jpg)
Grand Cardinal and Chief Minister of the Patriarchate of the High Ecclesiarchy

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A mighty explosion could be heard high above the sacred gargantuan Throne Room of the God-Emperor Quikzos IV. The gigantic Hallowed Palace shuddered with the tremendous force of the impact, causing huge pieces of elaborately ornamental masonry to dislodge from the immense ceiling high above. Ripping apart with a tortured scream they seemed to hang in the air for an instant before falling hundreds of meters to the ground whereupon they would shatter into a trillion pieces. So this is the true end, the Armageddon.. the God-Emperor thought bleakly.

‘My Lord God, what are your commandments?’ asked the Archangel-Captain Lord High Erthan of the God-Emperor’s Royal Bodyguard, the Seraphim of the Blood Banner. The Archangel-Captain of the Blood Banner Serpahim did not gaze with his unworthy eyes upon the God-Emperor, for to do so, it was said, would result in his soul’s immediate destruction - no mortal could gaze upon the Immortal God-Emperor and survive his magnificence. The Captain’s attire was an absurdly extravagant ceremonial uniform, immaculately worn. When he spoke, he did so with a booming, fervent voice, ready to serve his living God to the death. Around him were innumerable fanatical soldiers ready to follow the words of the God-Emperor in an instant, with no thought to their own condition.

The God-Emperor did not answer, unable to comprehend the gravity of His monumental mistake. He had underestimated them all, and now he would pay for it with His life. It is all over, he brooded darkly, my flock have disserted me. Only hours before Lord Quikzos IV had been informed of the heretical order by the High Ecclesiarchy itself (that ungrateful, filthy, organisation which had finally betrayed him), that he had been convicted by the High Supreme Court of Holy Xirnium of being a false god and was to surrender to the Inquisition immediately to be burnt at the stake. Whatsmore, they had declared their decision "in the name of the Immortal God-Emperor". 'I am the God-Emperor!' he had screamed in fury at this statement.

The High Ecclesiarchy had not waited for a response from their living deity. No sooner then it had been delivered did they begin an almighty bombardment of the Hallowed Palace, the largest and most lavish palace of the God-Emperor. Military jets had screamed by at low altitude through the streets of Naerath, capital of Holy Xirnium, dropping their blasphemous ordnance on amongst the spires of the magnificent complex. Rocket and shell artillery had pounded at the various wings of the God-Emperor’s citadel, blasting away the expertly hewn gothic masonry. Thousands of apostate troops had begun swarming into the sanctified halls, ready to slay their own God.

By now the dense AA batteries of the Hallowed Palace had gone silent, destroyed by the overwhelming assault of the High Ecclesiarchy, though the fanatic troops loyal only to the God-Ministery fought on savagely like enraged beasts.

But how? wondered the deranged God-Emperor Lord Quikzos IV, unable to understand, How could the Ecclesiarchy have become so powerful, powerful enough that they could convince soldiers to turn their weapons against their own Creator? Madness!

‘My Lord God,’ the Archangel-Captain started again, a hint of urgency in his voice, his head bowed, ‘fully one half of our brethren have turned traitor and sided with the Ecclesiarchy,’ he spat out the word in disgust, ‘the Blood Banner Seraphim require your divine providence. What are the commandments of God?’

Silence was the only response from their darkly cloaked God, he had forsaken His unworthy subjects and refused to answer their prayers. Another enormous explosion could be heard, its vibrations rocking the very foundations of the mighty Hallowed Palace itself, and then the screeching sound of a lofty minaret toppling over could be heard. Evidently it must have collided with the vast dome above the Holy Throne Room, for greats gaps were blasted in the high reaches above the cavernous hall, allowing dazzling bright shafts of light to stream through. Unbidden, the dim sounds of machinegun and rifle fire drifted in with it.

Chaos and turmoil had descended over the massive Throne Room, pillars were shattered and dust covered the lavish marble floors. The God-Emperor Quikzos IV, the first and the last, the alpha and the omega, said nothing. What could he say? The subjects of the rightful ruler of Xirnium had rebelled against His holy rule, and His own doom approached. Hunched on the golden Throne of Ages, 79th in a line of sovereign rulers spanning back many centuries, this gnarled old man, the living God of Xirnium merely whispered His answer bitterly. ‘Die for your God.’

Fathers apperance reared its head, inside the Command Bunker of The Secret Police...

"Xirnium, is going to delve into chaos..."

The Oberstadt leutenants turned to face the TV screen as the red electronic face of Father rose up..

The Room was dark, a morbid place of fear and tryanny, the walls were blackened with the crusted blood of thousands of torture, the stench of iron was heavy in the air.... various implements lay on tables around the room, the tables were akin to those used in operation theatres, stainless steel, that could be wheeled up to the large dentist like chair that would inevitably hold some thought criminal being tortured for his or her supposed crimes..

"Whats happened?" A Reichmarshal spoke, looking him up from a dossier detaling the movments of a Thought criminal that had just been executed...

"There has been some conflict between the two arms of Xirniums law, The fools made the mistake of broadcasting this fact, The Corporation has been known to capitalise on events such as these...."

"Yes, Blood Moon Goblins made the mistake of broadcasting their lack of government or control... We remember it well, What... are our orders?"

"Infiltrate some of the Wolf Brigade, they are to cause as much chaos as possible, bombs, disrupt lines of communication, spread Propaganda urging people to take up arms against their oppressors.... once the country is in total chaos, Then... We will strike..."

"We will see to it that is done Father.."

"Excellent..."

In the War Room deep underneath Novesia in the Catacombs, the situation was being displayed on a monitor, "Alert Admiral Reece Dau Kenzal and his forces station in Xirnium to not interefere in Xirnium politics, but however they are to make sure no-one else does either, now go and make destiny known." The Suprainister his face a mask of fanatacism, the death of his father by the great enemy, Admiral Kukonois had further strengthed his resolve to do what must be done. Destiny was in the air and it would be grabbed by the throat.

"Admiral Message from the Homeland," Ensign Toulis would call down from the crew pits, The Admiral conversing with a lieutenant next to the Command Projector would ignore the loud call, "err Admiral?" cut in the lieutenant after the call, a look from Admiral Kenzal instantly cut the lieutenant off.

After the Yound Ensign got within talking distance Admiral Kenzal would turn round and rear up, "Well Ensign?" After taking a piece of paper from the Ensign and reading it through he turned back to the Lieutenant and snapped, "Alert General Ventak that his forces are to deploy for counter-insurgency operations and that he is not to interfere in Xirnium Politics, Protect our civilians there as well." The Lieutenant would come to a quivering salute and quickly withdraw to the crew pits where after a short discussion in the Strange Novan language transmissions were made over the secure frequencies utilised by Novacom, heavy Jamming was still in effect and would continue to be so until the Admiral said otherwise, as such the rotating Novacom frequencies were the only method of communication in this region of Xirnium.

"Well then you heard the orders get the men moving protect the reconstrucion workers and if they don't have ID detain em, if they don't know the day's codewords detain em, if they're in a restricted area detain em." General Ventak would bellow and shout in this vein for well over 15 minutes while his aide's would run around themselves bellowing into communicators. outside Soldiers would quickly go marching out to fufil there orders to protect Xirnium and the reconstruction work.

The Anathros had finally returned to Yallak after its hundreds of days at sea. Balor, Lord of the Infinite Empire, stood before the massive main guns at the front of his craft, watching his fleet moving down the channel into the massive inland harbors that were their homes. From behind him, a tall man dressed in all the splendor of the Imperial Army approached, moving threw the shadows of the giant gun barrels above.

“Lord Baelin, what can I do for you?”, said the Emperor, not moving his gaze from the fleet.
“News from Xirnium.”
“About?”
“The God-Emperor’s Palace is being attacked”
Balor slowly turned, “Then it has begun, though sooner than I anticipated.”
“It would appear so, it is definitely a move by the High Ecclesiarchy.”
“Very well.” The Emperor began to head for the exit to his ship. “Come. We have much to prepare.”

OOC: This will be my last post until I finish my last exam on Tuesday

OCC: Good luck Yallak, I only just finished mine on Monday. I think I'll suspend this RP after my post until you get back so you can have an oppertunity to take part in it if you like, otherwise the storming will be over before you get a chance to do anything :) .


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One of the side hallways of the once majestic Hallowed Palace, now shattered by violence

Three of the most powerful men in Holy Xirnium, Lord High Grand Cardinals Ertham Nidor and Ameas Wallach and Lord High Grand Inquisitor Maleas Norogoth stood watching the burning Hallowed Palace with grim satisfaction. The time had finally come to depose the twisted God-Emperor and bring Xirnium into the 21st Century.

‘What is the status of our progress, Lord High Grand Inquisitor?’ asked High Lord Nidor, the Chief Minister of the Ecclesiarchy, smoothly. In the distance the dull roar of artillery and machinegun fire could be heard as the troops of the High Ecclesiarchy and Inquisition systematically wiped out any remaining resistance.

‘Excellent, my Lords,’ the Inquisitor-General answered savagely with a glint of pleasure in his eye, savouring the triumph of victory, ‘our troops have already surrounded the Hallowed Palace and penetrated deep into the North-West wing. Before the night ends our storming of the God-Emperor’s residence will be over.’

‘Aren’t we taking a great risk, my Lords?’ asked High Lord Wallach. ‘Don’t we risk inciting civil war and turning the populous against us?’

‘Nonsense, High Lord Wallach,’ the Grand Inquisitor laughed humourlessly, instantly performing the prime projections in his mind, weighing up the myriad of factors and variables. No, it was not possible, his decades of service in the Inquisition told him that his calculations could not be wrong. ‘For years now the High Ecclesiarchy has grown more and more powerful. Dogma is that which the High Ecclesiarchy proclaims to be true, not the Clergy. Our declaration to the Xirniumite people that the God-Emperor has been found guilty of being a false god will put them entirely on our side. The Clergy will follow our example and excommunicate Lord Quikzos IV, of that I am certain.’

‘Indeed, my Lords,’ added High Lord Nidor, ‘Let’s not also forget that this is merely a locally confined incident. The God-Ministry has not the power to resist anywhere else. We needn't scale back our military commitments elsewhere. Indeed, it seems our garrison troops here in Naerath are proving more then adequate in storming the Hallowed Palace. Frankly I am surprised the God-Ministery puts up a futile resistance even here, considering how weak the foolish God-Emperor has become, but then again the Seraphim are chosen because of their unwavering allegiance to Quikzos IV.

‘And yet one half have renounced their oaths and joined the Ecclesiarchy,’ the Grand Inquisitor pointed out sagely as a low-flying Eurofighter Typhoon flight roared over them towards the palace.

‘That’s right, not to mention of course that the Holy Judiciary is completely behind us on this matter, as is the Inquisition,’ remarked Grand Cardinal Nidor. At this the Inquisitor-General nodded his head silently in the slightest bow. Once the strong-arm of the God-Ministry, the Inquisition had proven vital in orchestrating the God-Emperor’s fall.

The gloomy men continued to stare at the ominous, raging fires, their menacing figures silhouetted against the flames of retribution . It was quite a sight, the demise of their God.

Message from the Amestrian Ministry of Foreign Affairs

We congratulate Xirnium for ridding itself of that vestige left over from the dark ages and for moving towards becoming a modern nation. We hope that these events can lead to an improvement in Amestrian-Xirnium relations.

A Challenger 2E Main Battle Tank slowly moved down the massive yet shattered corridor, impervious to the enemy bullets that struck it. Everywhere the battle raged, and Inquisition Acolyte guards crouched in its cover, moving behind its massive treads. Suddenly the tank halted and opened fire, the sound of its 120mm L30 rifled tank gun being fired deafening the troops within the enclosed area. The elite Inquisition troops were covered with dust from blasted masonry and waited patiently for it to clear before continuing their methodical advance once more.

In the hallway behind them several more Challenger tanks advanced, forming a column formation. The infantry kept close to these behemoths, firing from around their protective armour. Seraphim of the Blood Banner Order rushed forward in brave yet suicidal determination, being brought down in a hail of machinegun fire. High explosive rounds from the tanks took care of any particularly strong barricades or pockets of resistance.

Lord High Inquisitor Valorn motioned his troops forward. They were so close, almost at the throne room itself. Though expertly trained and highly equipped, the Seraphim simply could not withstand the heavy weaponry that the High Ecclesiarchy was bringing to bare against the God-Emperor.

‘Die foul heretics!’ screamed a solider of the Seraphim insanely as he jumped out behind some rubble on the ground and made for Lord Valorn. The Inquisitor’s razor sharp perceptiveness noticed the threat and an expertly aimed burst from the Lord Inquisitor’s assault rifle brought him down in an instant.

‘My Lord Inquisitor,’ yelled Commissar Yert over the terrible din of the fighting, fighting to have his voice heard above the sound of the tank’s machinegun which had opened up in a storm of fire, ‘We must halt to reinforce, we’ve lost too many troops.’

Indeed, the Commissar had a point, they had taken some brutal casualties storming the Hallowed Palace. ‘Nonsense, Commissar Yert, we stand here at the end of our trial. Just a little more effort and we will win this day. Once we capture the God-Emperor resistance must surely collapse.’

The Commissar frowned but accepted the Inquisitor’s advice, no doubt he has calculated a high probability of victory if we continue he thought grimly.

‘All tank units, advance,’ commanded the Inquisitor curtly and the armoured beasts began to move forward once more. More rounds of high explosive were fired and the reached the end of the long hall, having cleared away the last of the desperate resistance. Behind them, a tank exploded in a blinding hot burst of flame as it hit an anti-tank mine. ‘Tank commander, ram the doors,’ the Lord Inquisitor ordered darkly, sensing the climax of the battle.

‘Yes, my lord,’ the tank commander acknowledged the order. The tank surged forward, bursting through the massive gates of the Throne Room. With a roar of triumph the troops rushed forward, ready to capture the God-Emperor himself.

Their engines roaring, the armoured monsters surged into the Throne Room triumphantly. The treads of the tank crushed the rubble beneath ruthlessly, their turrets rotating around to fire high explosive rounds at dug in emplacements. The combined strike force of the Army and Inquisition poured into the cavernous hall, firing madly at the desperate defenders. ‘Capture the God-Emperor alive!’ yelled the Lord Inquisitor over the chaotic sounds of the battle as he expertly cleaved a Seraphim warrior in half with his officer’s sabre. Next to him a claymore exploded, wiping out a squad of elite Zealot troops.

Noticing two Seraphim raise their weapons, Lord Valorn dived behind the threads of the tank, barely avoiding the hail of bullets. Expertly he peered around the cover, firing two perfectly aimed bursts at each of the soldiers.

The fight for the Throne Room was quick and brutal, but it’s outcome was never in doubt. As more and more High Ecclesiarchy and Inquisiton troops streamed in, the fanatic defenders were cut down, leaving only the God-Emperor alive on his golden throne. Standing tall the Inquisitor stalked forward, surveying the absolute carnage. ‘Lieutenant, inform the High Ecclesiarchy that we have captured the God-Emperor,’ he ordered quietly.

‘Yes, my Lord,’ answered the soldier, who promptly exited the Throne Room. ‘Very well, Commissar,’ said the Lord Inquisitor thoughtfully, ‘now we require your talents. Only you have the authority here to do this..’

‘Indeed so, Lord Valorn,’ the Commissar said, grinning. He cleared his voice and spoke clearly and stiffly, ‘Quikzos IV, in the name of the Immortal God-Emperor and with the power vested in me by the Holy Commissariat I declare you under arrest for heresy, high treason, blasphemy and apostasy, so help you God.’

The God-Emperor, still perched on the golden Throne of Ages like a vulture, sprang up in fury. ‘How dare you?’ he screamed, his face contorted with hate. ‘I am the God-Emperor! Kill him you fools, kill the foul heretic!’

None of the soldiers wavered, however, and kept their weapons trained on their living God.

Suddenly a new figure entered the room, flanked by the ruthless Zealot paramilitary troops loyal only to the High Ecclesiarchy. ‘Ahh, Quikzos IV, how fortunate of me to be able to catch you at this time,’ he spoke humourlessly as he strode up to the God-Emperor, supremely confident. ‘I’ve been wanting to arrange a meeting with you for some time. The High Ecclesiarchy has just past some legislation that we require your divine assent for.’

The Cardinal’s lips curled into a smile of satisfaction as he handed the documents to the God-Emperor. ‘You want me to agree to the High Ecclesiarchy’s wish to dissolve the God-Ministery?’ Lord Quikzos IV howled in anger, completely enraged at the suggestion.

‘Indeed so, Lord Quikzos IV. Sign the Act immediately or so help me God I will kill you where you stand,’ spoke the Cardinal, suddenly completely serious, a high-powered pistol in hand.

Though the God-Emperor’s hands shook with fury he sighed the Act, legally dissolving the God-Ministry and thus his own claim to the crown. For the first time in his life he felt fear, fear at the thought of his own mortality. Fear at the loss of his divinity.

‘Splendid, sir. Well, the High Ecclesiarchy is done here, good day to you Mr Quikzos,’ the Cardinal said as he left the shattered throne room, gingerly stepping over the dead body of a Seraphim.

The God-Emperor stood in disbelief. His office had been revoked, his deified status extinguished. Slowly he turned to sit back on his throne, unable to believe what had happened.

Before he could do so, however, yet more troops entered the throne room, this time the crimson-cloaked Royal Judicial Guards of the Courts. ‘Stand where you are, sir. You are no longer God-Emperor and may not sit on the Throne of Ages,’ commanded Justice Haeth.

Slowly, the dark robbed figure turned around, facing these new people. The tension was unbearable, all the troops in the massive throne room were ready for anything. ‘Quikzos IV, you have been convicted in absentia by the High Supreme Court of Xirnium of treason against the Immortal God-Emperor and the Xirnium state, and sentenced to death by firing squad. These men are here to carry out that sentence,’ he explained, indicating the Royal Judicial Guards and the executioner.

The frail old man’s mouth opened and closed speechlessly, but the Cardinal had said I would not be harmed! he thought desperately.

‘Squad? Ready!’ the leader of the firing squad yelled. Instantly, all of the red robbed troops shouldered their rifles.

‘Aim!’ The God-Emperor took several steps backward, still not speaking, his empty hands held forward in a plea for mercy.

‘Fire!’ Shots rang out ominously, their sounds echoing over the now bullet-hole marred stone walls. It was done, the God was dead.

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International Press Release
From: His Most Glorious High Ecclesiarchy of Holy Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy is pleased to announce that the legal dispute between the High Ecclesiarchy and the God-Ministry was resolved earlier today. Both parties are satisfied with the new outcome regarding reform to Holy Xirnium’s government institutions.

In related events, the former God-Emperor has abdicated and the Throne of Ages lies empty. Since there remain no living legal heirs to it, the crown has been declared "permamenently vacant" by the High Ecclesiarchy, which has voted to assume stewardship over it.

In further related news, the former God-Emperor was declared guilty of high treason and executed earlier today. The Clergy have excommunicated Quikzos IV and declared him a false god.

Venerate the Immortal God-Emperor!
High Lord Ertham Nidor (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/GrandCardinal.jpg)
Grand Cardinal and Chief Minister of the Patriarchate of the High Ecclesiarchy

[OCC: Oh dear, I'm going to have to correct my factbook now.]

OOC: not nessacerily, just put that the god emporer is dead now, it was interesting to read about him and that picture of him was/is awesome.

Yao Yang Nelson Neo. The name of the Prime Minister of the United Sovereign Nations of Southeast Asia. He rarely listened to the radio, but right now he was after a long time of cooling off from the office, his moderately built frame spread out on the luxurious bed - a sign of fitness from his days in the SAF (Singapore Armed Forces). The Xirniumites had finally gotten rid of the wretched fool that was God-Emperor Quikzos IV. If he had the same faith as the Xirniumites he would have agreed with them.

But no. Not at all. He was an athiest. And a master politician. He saw through the announcement like a hot knife through butter. He knew the plan of the High Ecclesiarchy, despite the fact he had fallen through the image that Xirnium was a theocracy with a corrupt, if not psychotic, dictatorship that liked to nuke their own citizens.

The Kraven Corporation, an enemy of the Union because they aided another enemy, offered nuclear weapons but due to some deal dispute, a war occured. The war ended with the Xirnium and her allies nearly defeating the feared Capitol Policemen and Sardaukars, along with the forces of Axis Nova and Bretton. The peace-talks weren't that far off. But alas, after dealing with corporatists, he knew they would have had a few or so ace cards their sleeve. And they had, just as he anticipated.

The High Command had struck a deal with the Excessively Armed Empire of Automagfreek. When heard the announcement by the Empire's Foreign Affairs Minister, Hartman, he, despite suspecting it, quietly cursed. This was what he thought when he the announcement:

SHIT. The AKA is on the fucking path to sleep in the fire. And they're halfway there. Automagfreek was - and still is - viewed by thousands of nations as the most indomitable military power in the entire world. How there they, when they [The Kraven Corporation] betrayed their own ally, Concremo! And Dreadfire doesn't know much about them as well as my state does.

And now the Xirniumites had killed their own leader. Sure, while the God-Emperor, in his opinion, was a psychotic nutjob, he didn't deserve to die. In the name of freedom and democracy? This boiled him up. He still did not forgive the High Ecclesiarchy, now the supreme authority of Xirnium, and the High Command for their human rights record. The betrayal of Concremo, and the Ecclesiarchy's plan to change to freedom and democracy...all because of this?

While Xirnium and her allies had not expected Automagfreek, the High Command would not be expecting something else either. The truth about all this. And maybe a blood feud of two...

Xirnium Broadcasting Corporation
TV PROGRAM TRANSCRIPT
Broadcast: 22/11/2005

Constitutional Crisis in Xirnium
Reporter: Tony Kaylorn

Kaylorn: Only several days ago we received the startling news Xirnium’s former God-Emperor, Quikzos IV, had been excommunicated by the Clergy for charges of being a false god and sentenced to death for high treason. What is perhaps more interesting is the strange political and legal debate that has followed those remarkable events. Taking time away from her overseas commitments to an international genocide tribunal in New Sans to talk us through the ramifications of these latest developments is renowned Xirnium jurist, Lady Justice Galdria. She joins us now over satellite connection.

Your Honour, thank you for joing us.

Galdria: My pleasure, Tony.

Kaylorn: Now, as I understand it, your Honour, there were some questions raised about succession?

Galdria: There were indeed, Tony. You see, the legality of deposing a former God-Emperor was never really in dispute. There are actually two separate precedences for this occurring, the first being that of the cruel Yirthorn II who was executed by his own Grand Vizier and the second is the famous case of Haldor IX, who was tried by the Inquisition in 689 and convicted of witchcraft.

However, in both those cases there was always an heir to succeed the deposed false god, and the divine line continued.

Kaylorn: Hmm, yes. Now, as you no doubt know we’ve been told that, tragically it seems, not one member of the divine family survived the siege of the Hallowed Palace.

Galdria: Yes, that’s right. Sadly the they all happened to be present at the Hallowed Palace during its storming and they all were killed accidentally in the ensuing battle.

Now, this has obviously left the government in an interesting position. One obvious solution would be to leave the Throne of Ages vacant. The problem with that is the threat that it might one day be seized.

Kaylorn: Now as I know the Clergy offered some solutions?

Galdria: Indeed. One possibility would be to return it to the now dead God-Emperor Baethurn I, the last God-Emperor before the false god Quikzos IV. Another was that it should go to the very first God-Emperor, Lord Raethmus I.

Kaylorn: But it would seem neither were chosen, your Honour?

Galdria: Well the problem, Tony, and I should remind your viewers that this is a theological problem and not a legal one, according to one Cleric I spoke to is that after a living God-Emperor passes he succeeds to the Heavenly Throne. Therefore, it's not theologically sound that the God-Emperor should return to the mortal Throne of Ages.

Kaylorn: How was this resolved?

Galdria: Actually, Tony, the solution was quite simple. The person who would have been crowned God-Emperor had the false god Qukizos IV not been crowned, Adaemantus XII, was coronated posthumously yesterday. Since he was never made God-Emperor he does not reside on the Heavenly Throne in death, therefore theologically there is no reason why he can’t take the Throne of Ages.

Practically, politically, and legally, this means the High Ecclesiarchy (as steward of a vacant throne that can never be occupied) now has complete, permament and total control over the God-Ministery and the divine crown.

Of course, the fact that they are stewards of the throne means that they can give divine assent to their own Acts, and even remove the throne all together. I suspect this is what they will eventually do, changing Xirnium from a constitutional monarchy to a republic.

Kaylorn: And on that thought provoking note, we thank you very much, Lady Justice Galdria, for taking the time to come and talk to us tonight.

Galdria: Thank you.

The waves lapped at the beach of Xirnium, the night sky was illuminated by a full moon, and clouds gently passed breaking up the moons light that was gracefully reflected from the wet pebbles of the beach...

the pock marks from the breif xirnium campaign were obscured by the night, and remenants of tank traps and Kraven Forward Defenses lay in ruins.. none of these would be apparant to anyone stood on the shore right now... it was a dark night, cold... anyone stood here could see their breath forming in small whisps...

the gentle lapping of the waves was suddenly broken up by splashing, as though the gentle waves breaking against the shore were being smashed apart by something or someone running through it...

5 pairs of boots hammered through the water, as the group of 5 men raced onto shore, their black inflatable boat lay some meters away, slowly drifting back out to sea...

each man carried a large black bag, and a ruck sack on his back, these were Capitol Police troopers.... Wolf Brigade to be more precise...

These were the Spec Ops of the Kraven military, longer training and given more natural births, but with the same brutal conditioning, these were the strongest, the fitest, the best of the Capitol Police programme...

however each one was out of their armour, in what could be called civilian clothes, the Secret police had been observing the Xirnium people through television footage and had ordered factories to create appropriate garments so that the Wolf Brigade could fit in...

However in the large bag was their armour, during the day they would move around freely, while on night they would don their armour and terroise neighbour hoods with bombs and general killings, storming buildings, exterminating the occupants while leaving grissly 'clues'

this was the first stage in de-stabalising Xirnium, and when the Country was in chaos with no order or effective chain of command, the Kraven Military would sweep in and claim what was rightfully theirs, like it should have done before....

The Group leader, AXS 181, pulled out a small radio set, he placed it upon the sand and began to transmit a Battle language coded transmission...

"The Wyvern has Landed..."

A small Novacom Battlesquadron would depart from the remote island of Kijunzividaf, The Island base of General Kitas Army Group Portolos (Just for a note said Island is not part of the Novacom Home Isles) Abord the Assault Carrier Krenitier Captain Josh Delmuzan would mourn the lost oppourtunity.

"General Kitas, surely there was something we could have done? My men and I have been hunting that man for nearly 4 years now we were so close to pinning him down, but now I fear he will have already fled when he noticed we were withdrawing," The Auburn Haired Captain would woefully say to his former direct commander, "Surely at least you could have retained us as a unit, The Scimtar Combined Enforcer Brigade was created and been with your army group for well over 3 years now, At least they could have leased us to Admiral Kenzal, I respect the man and admire his exploits but he advanced through the ranks far too quickly for my taste, I don't think he understands the need to consider the lower ranks welfare simply because he didn't experience what they have to go through the same as them, at least not as long," he Salutes the monitor displaying his commanding officer, his former commanding officer.

"I understand that but like all of us earned his position, it's strange to advance so quickly I agree but it's been the case over the last 10 years that Military Personell are becomming increasingly skilled and rising up the ranks faster than ever. Anyway though I wish you the best of luck, and I did try my best to get another unit assigned to the mission you've been given, but other factors came into play, the Suprainister himself requested your unit. I'm sorry Captain but as you know I have buisness to attend to in Saint Fediski at present, General Kitas out," The General Salutes and the monitor blinks to black with a Novacom Military Emblem in the center.

As the Carrier Approached Admiral Reece Dau Kenzal's Flotilla arrayed around the coast of Xirnium a Parridigram would begin to touch down on the deck of the Krenitier, almost before it landed the hatch would open and a single figure in black would hurry out almost unseen and head down to the lower decks into a set of quarters that had been assigned.

"Come in Admiral Kenzal this is Captain Delmuzan, I repeat Come in Admiral Ken," he would be cut off as a response echoed over the comm, "Welcome to Xirnium Commodore Delmuzan, you will report to my flagship at your earliest possible convinence you've been promoted, after that you are to meet with the Xirnium Authorities and inform them of these Kraven Transmissions, we'd lowered the jamming since combat had ended but we've since put it back to full intensity no more communications for them, Be quick about getting here, I didn't request the best for nothing." The Comm would fall silent leaving a shocked Bridge crew, Admiral Kenzal was a legend amongst the Novacom Military and it was an experience to say the least to hear him. The newly minted Commodore would turn to leave the bridge to change, and he reflected a good shower.

Several hours and one shower later..

"Welcome Commodore, and now as you stand to receive this think now of Destiny and History. Think now of the People and of the Government, Think now of both those above and below you and last of all think of yourself. Now step forth as Commodore Josh Delmuzan," The Admiral would change the rank slide on the Commodore's arm and step back Saluting his face a near mask of pride. The new Commodore was near speechless only managing a salute and step forward, he was about to say something when the shout, "alright men back to your stations, Commodore here is your briefing your pilot has been instructed to take you directly to the Xirnium Government, I expect a report in a week's time, I'm giving you a free hand in this, you have at your disposal any resource under my command, provided I am informed. Dismissed," The Admiral would salute and turn around marching off leaving no room for discussion, "that's a legendary Admiral? if they say so" Josh would say to no-one in particular as he clambered onto the waiting Parridigram which would without further ado take to the skies and head inland to a meeting with the Xirnumite Authroities.

The Wolfbrigade moved up the shore, approaching a small road, it was a dusty track covered in sand blown up from the shore, years and years of wind blasted tarmac had turned the road into a rough dirt track..

Even so the Wolf brigade continued... surveying the area they came upon a small house, a Cottage, it lay in ruins from the Previous War between Xirnium and Kraven, but regardless it would do as a base of operations for now.

The Leader AXS 181 entered, inside a woman lay crying, huddling up to somthing, as the Unit entered she turned, tears streaking down her eyes...

"Who are you?" she asked with a quivering voice..

"The Beasts, They came and took it all from me.. Are you here to help?"

Instantly the Lead Trooper raised his Pistol and silenced the woman, placing a well aimed bullet between her eyes, she dropped to the ground and revealed the rotting carcass of a child wrapped in blankets that she was cradleing so tightly...

This was just the begining....

[OCC: This introductory post will give me a good opportunity to flesh out some Xirnium organisations. Really, the sheer size and complexity of the Inquisition means that it is the most important and will be running this as it virtually runs all important intelligence, espionage and security matters, but it's interesting to see of the other agencies]

‘So you called, Deputy Chief Constable?’ asked Lady Inquisitor Aliea quitely, stepping gingerly over the police tape to enter the dark room, instantly noticing the dead body on the floor. The “execution style” shot between the eyes indicated that either organised crime or some type of paramilitary organisation was involved. But why kill a war widow from some small village? It didn’t make sense.

‘Ahh, Inquisitor. Your late,’ said the Deputy Chief Constable Verton dourly.

‘You can’t expect the Inquisition to drop whatever they are doing to come at a moment’s notice to assist the Xirnium Constabulary in every little case they are involved in. The only reason I’m here at all is because the Lord Chief Constable himself requested my presence, and because Inquisitor-General Lord Norogoth ordered me,’ explained the Lady Inquisitor.

‘Well, I don’t know what they told you down at the Inquisition, but your organisation requested us to allow you to be involved in this, Inquisitor. You’re only here because we allow you to be,’ retorted Verton. That’ll put the Inquisitor in her place.. always stepping into other people’s jurisdiction thought the Chief Officer.

Lady Aliea bit back a reply, and turned her mind to the task at hand. ‘So what is so special about this murder case that I see both the Deputy Chief Constable and a Detective Chief Superintendent here?’

The Detective Chief Superintendent handed the Inquisitor a folder, immediately sparking the interest of the Inquisitor as she realised that it contained sensitive military and intelligence information.

While scanning rapidly through the notes a new individual entered, wearing an overcoat whose collar was turned up against the cruel icy morning air. ‘Effective immediately you’re done here Verton, the XSS is running this operation now,’ said the sixty year old man, Acting Director Etham.

‘Like hell it is, Etham, this is a criminal matter, a homicide,’ said the Deputy Chief Constable.

‘Not anymore. These Novacom reports confirm what the Secret Intelligence Agency has suspected. It’s a counterterrorism matter and that’s the jurisdiction of the Xirnium Security Service,’ said the Acting Director simply.

‘So the XSIA and XSS are working together on this?’ asked Lady Aliea.

‘Why the hell is the Inquisition putting their nose in this?’ asked the Security Service director suspiciously, ‘Never mind that, just how did you find out?’

‘The Inquisition has it’s methods,’ said the Lady Inquisitor simply. Truthfully, though, she wasn’t exactly sure, but the contacts of the Inquisition were vast indeed. The Inquisition easily dwarfed all the other intelligence organisations of Holy Xirnium combined, it was the intelligence agency of Xirnium. XSS (the rough equivalent of the FBI in the US) was primarily involved in law enforcement and national crimes.

‘Yeah, well, that doesn’t quite cut it,’ said the Acting Director. ‘The Inquisition isn’t above the law and doesn’t have carte blanch to do whatever it wants. This is my investigation and you’ll stay out of it.’

‘The Inquisition is omnicompetent, we have no jurisdiction limit,’ replied Lady Aliea. In a way she was right, the Inquisition was involved in all manner of different areas, including foreign and internal intelligence.

‘Is it? Well why don’t we let the Courts answer that question?’ said Etham. The Courts despise the Inquisition, I’m sure they’d be only to willing to teach them a lesson, he thought with relish.

'We'll then why don't we? They would tell you that we can suspend all investigations and take over them as they involve national security,' said the Inquisitor.

‘Ladies and Gentlemen, please, I’m sure we can work something out,’ said a new, shadowy, person.

‘Wonderful. The Secret State Police is here as well. Why don’t we call up the rest of the agencies while we are at it,’ said the Deputy Chief Constable.

‘The High Ecclesiarchy believes that these agents may be subversive, aimed at destabilising the government,’ said the leather coat-wearing secret police officer, looking at the dead body on the ground while taking out a cigarette.

‘They do, do they. And why is that?’ asked the Security Service director.

‘It’s a natural concern, given the current climate with the recent deposing of Quikzos IV,’ stated the Inquisitor.

‘Ahh, as usual the Inquisition and the High Ecclesiarchy are working together without bothering to inform the other branches,’ said the Acting Director in disgust.

‘Look, I refuse to have the Inquisition taking over this investigation, and I’m sure as hell not letting the Secret Police take it. We don’t even know that the two cases are connected,’ stated the Deputy Chief Constable.

‘The murder has occurred at a location in close proximity to the location that satellite intelligence revealed was the insertion point of the spies,’ the Lady Inquisitor argued.

‘What if the police investigated the murder, observed by the Inquisition, and reported to a combined Inquisition-XSS taskforce with the aim of eliminating the subversives?’ asked the Secret Police operative.

'Only if it was headed by the Inquisition,' said the Lady Inquisitor.

‘That would be.. acceptable,’ said the Acting Director grudgingly.

‘Oh, and you’ll be working with Novacom counterintelligence operatives,’ explained the Chief officer of the police.

‘Isn’t that just great,’ said the XSS director, as he stormed out of the room, leaving the police to continue examining the dead bodies.

Classified - State Secret / Level Crimson Red or Above Required

Formation of Taskforce Sigma 6 (Joint Inquisition-XSS initiative)

The taskforce is to be comprised of:

-Special Agent Taxos
-Special Agent Fierna

and

Killsquad Beta:
-Lady Inquisitor Aliea
-Lord Inquisitor Vrath
-Lord Inquisitor Voroneth
-Lady Inquisitor Merda

Objective: Elimination of the unidentified foreign operatives inserted in Holy Xirnium on 23 November.

Powers: Extreme discretionary

OOC: Sorry for the OOC chatter but what tech level is this?

mt/pmt

The Kingdom of Xharn had just received the news about Xirnium and it's internal struggle with replacing there God-Emperor Quikzos IV. The reason it took so long for anybody in Xharn to notice was due to the crisis with the Soviets of Usea-Jason and there threats of short range missiles aimed at the capital of Xharnia.

The Kingdom had naturally threatened to use it's newly developed aresnal of Nuclear weapons in response to an attack. The situation seemed to have cool down since the international community seemed to back the Kingdom in this situation.

The King of the Kingdom of Xharn Azure IV was the absolute Monarch of the Kingdom of Xharn but the people believed that he is in power due to divine right to rule. The fact that an Emperor some nation believed was a living god was murdered in a power play scared Azure IV about his own position. The King wanted to know what could possibly turn a nation against there Divine ruler. The Supreme Advisor to the throne Baron Carl Von Ericson tried to convince the King to leave these Xirnium people alone due to there mess with the Kraven Corporation and Automagfreek. The King Azure IV however demanded that something be done. The Supreme Advisor finally agreed to arrange for the Xharnian Royal Intelligence Core (X.R.I.C.)to begin infiltration operations into Xirnium and see what would turn people against there god.


The Minister of Intelligence Alice Rose the head of X.R.I.C. was ordered to send in an infiltration team and learn about these Xirnium people and find out if they were a threat to the throne of Xharn.

OOC: King Azure IV is highly paranoid stuff like a God-Emperor being disposed of scares the hell out of him...

In the bowels of the Krenitier there is movement, Hijir are manoevered into position onto large pads which would ascend to the flight deck, "Ensigns, Hojirinoko, Kasuletess, Vigekel, Hosotoe and Jantis you are cleared for launch," would echo over the flight deck, with a flash of light the Hijir would take to the skies on wings of light, these Hijir were different their shoulders looked bulkier with large circular rotating on each. These were Vanguard Hijir/R R for reconaisance and the Pilots were part of the veteran Air Armada Erotos and on loan to Commodore Delmuzan's command, they would accelerate with a large burst of light past the coast of Xirnium and began scouring the land, on the ground Teams headed by up a Silver Skull Enforcer (regular enforcer, for the purpose of this I'll be referring to them by the colour of that Enforcer Branch emblem) would scour the countryside, all of this was from the orders of Commodore Delmuzan before he had departed.

The Parridigram would touch down in the Xirnium capitol, the good Commodore would step out from the transport flanked by 4 Silver Skull Enforcers, he tugged at the tight collar of his uniform slightly uneasy at this, he hadn't had much time to read up on Xinium customs. "Commodore Josh Delmuzan, Novacam Armed forces, Scimtar Combined Enforcer Brigade It's a pleasure to be here in Xirnium," He could only hope when he met with the Xirnium officials in a few minutes that he wouldn't offend....

"well, well, well so this is the legendary Josh Delmuzan, well I only hope he'll play along it would be a pity to loose such a talented officer. Ixion status report on Tantavos team," a figure in black and a voice literally dripping in shadow and secrecy, his uniform was one with the darkness only illuminated by a single pillar of light in the center of the room, it had changed from showing an image of the commodore and information to showing a map, the only truly noticeable thing was a small blip that looked like an enforcer skull, except it was black and as far as the outside world was concerned there wasn't such a thing as a Black Skull Enforcer, the figure smirks in the gloom and begins to laugh, a cold hard and almost wicked cackle echoing in the cold dark room.

OOC: Forgot to mention Alice Rose was a baroness...

Xharnian Royal Intelligence Core HQ.
Time: Classified
Location: Classified

The Minister of Intelligence Baroness Alice Rose was debriefing the best the X.R.I.C. had to offer....

Baroness Alice Rose, "Ok, Guys I know you wanted to start hostile operations in Usea-Jason but the Royal High Command has already decided on what you are supposed to be doing. You are to start a highly covert intelligence operation inside The Holy Empire of Xirnium. You are to find out if they our a danger to the Xharn throne and if so eliminate the problem."

The leader of the team Alexi Rose AKA "King Cobra" has a problem with this and said, "So instead of taking out that bastard who has missiles trained on our capital. We are to start a covert intelligence operation in some far off Empire to appease the paranoia of our King?"

Baroness Alice Rose glares at her younger brother and said in a harsh voice, "You are to follow your orders. The Royal High Command has ordered this and demands that you follow it to the letter!"

Alexi knew when he was beat. "King Cobra" bows to his sister and said, "Very well team, You have your orders. May we ask what are the rules of engagement, and the cover story if captured, or if we have a failure to commit suicide, and the time of departure and method of entry into covert operation zone?"

The Baroness sighs almost forgetting herself. She quickly recovers and replies in a civil tone, "The Rules of Engagement, are you are to engage only if threatened of capture, or exposure. You will be armed with standard tactical extermination and Intelligence gear for a five man tactical squad. The time of departure thirteen hundred hours, The method of entry will be a low flying personal carrier, you and your team are to jump near the coastal area of Xirnium. Your P.D.A.'s should have a nice up link to our spy satellites this should help you avoid hostile Naval activity and coastal shore defenses. You will also have a "paint laser" if you are in an extremely hostile situation, You can call down a tactical air strike. The 3rd Xharnian Royal Fleet is going to patrolling that area and will at their discretion send an "Rogue" Air strike squadron. I most warn you only use this if the situation in Xirnium is still chaotic. We do not want them to figure out we are involved. The cover story if captured is your on practice run for your extermination attempt of the leaders of Usea-Jason. You can add that the pilot mess up and dropped you to the wrong area."

King Cobra said, "Who is our eyes and ears?"

Alice Rose replies, "That would be Countess Tanya Mizar"

King Cobra said, "She saved my ass back in the Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen tactical operations."

Alice smiles and said, "I knew you would like that one benefit to this highly dangerous mission."

________________________________________________________________
As, the team walked out of the room. The Baroness Alice Rose began typing on her private lab top. The one that carried the majority of the Kingdom of Xharn's most incriminating secrets....

Operation: Shadow...
Code Clearance: Alpha Class or (The Kingdom of Xharn does not recognize this mission)
Time: Classified
Authorized Organization: X.R.I.C. (Classified unless having required clearance)
Personal involved: (The Snake Extermination Team) Rank: 1st (best of best)
Team Leader: Alexi Rose "King Cobra"
Tactical Sniper, Precision targeting: Carl Tobison "Rattlesnake"
Demolitions, Hacker, and Linguistics: Mark Garbaldi "Viper"
Support Fire, Specialist Commando: Andrew Kellerson "Diamond Back"
Traps, Mines specialist, field medic: Kyle Marklin "Anaconda"
Tactical Officer: (Gives orders in comfy office back at H.Q.) Countess Tanya Mizar "The Eyes and Ears."

Mission Guidelines:

The Snake Extermination team is to infiltrate into Xirnium and begin an intelligence operation. They are to blend in with the public and try to gather intelligence on the Holy Empire and find out if there is a threat to the throne of Xharn. If there is one they are to eliminate the threat with extreme prejudice...

ACCESSING DATABANKS...

ACCESSING...

PASSWORD?:*******

PASSWORD 2?:*******

PASSWORD 3? *******

CORRECT...

SEARCHING...

FOUND...

HOLY EMPIRE OF XIRNIUM, EVENT 21034

RECENT DEPOSITION OF SO CALLED 'GOD-EMPORER' APPEARS TO BE WORK OF xIRNIUM HIGH ECCLESIARCHY. SATTELITE INTEL REPORTS COUP-D-TAT AGAINST SO CALLED 'GOD-EMPORER'. PROBABLY EXECUTED AT LOCATION.

AGENTS IN PLACE TO INVESTIGATE: AGENT 102341, AGENT 234876, AGENT 19467.

ORDERS? INVESTIGATE POSSIBLE CIVIL WAR AND DESTABILIZATION ATTEMPT BY KRAVEN CORPORATION... DISCREETLY.

CONFIRM: D/N?
D

ORDER CONFIRMED...

TRANSMISSION SENT...

CLOSING DATABANKS...

One week later.....

Operation: Shadow
Time: Classified
Ship: X.R.S. Azure III (Carrier)
Location: Classified

The personal Carrier took off from it's the helecopter pad. The personal carrier under the cover of night heads towards the Xirnium coast line. The team watches as the lastest intel is used by the pilots to avoid signs of large naval and coastal activity. The goal to find an area to drop the team off near the Xirnium coast line and have the team swim up onto a safe beach and establish a perimeter than advance and hide inside Xirnium. The trick would be avoiding decetion of the local defenses....

[OCC: Xirnium is currently in a de facto state of war, and the appearance of your carrier, which would likely be detected via RADAR and sattelite observation, will make the Xirnium High Command edgy]

The abrupt sound of klaxons woke Commander Hertham from his deep sleep. Quickly dressing, the captain of the SSN Shadow II (a Project 971 Akula-II nuclear powered attack submarine) stepped into the crowed hallway, making his way gradually towards the conn.

‘Report, number one,’ he ordered brusquely, as he entered the control centre.

‘Sir, we’ve been ordered to shadow a carrier currently at position AS-12,’ said the XO, indicating the appropriate position on the map.

‘Show me the orders,’ said the captain impatiently, taking the printout from the first lieutenant.

++To 7th Submarine Attack Flotilla++

From: Fleet Admiral, High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Naval High
Command

Message Reads:

Submarines designated SSN-56, SSN-57, SSN-58, SSN-61 are ordered to
shadow the unidentified carrier located at KM Grid AS-12, in international
waters but suspiciously near Xirnium territorial waters.

This will provide valuable training for your crews, and should be treated as a
full wartime operation. Do not fire on the vessel except in self-defence.
Remain completely unseen.

Message Ends.


‘Very well,’ said the Commander, sighing deeply. Picking up a microphone, his voice suddenly took on a steely resolution, ‘All hands, battlestations. This is not a drill.’

_________________________________________________________________________

++To HMW Divine Salvation, His Most Worthy 1st Crusader
Grand Home Fleet++

From: Fleet Admiral, High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Naval High Command

Message Reads:

Unidentified aircraft has been detected approaching Xirnium sovereign
airspace. Deploy Dassault Rafale aircraft to intercept possible hostiles and
deny entry. Should they persist on current heading despite warnings, you
have clearance to shoot down the intruder.

Message Ends.

OOC: and the not so small matter of a Novacom Batlefleet still being anchored off of Xirnium's shores to protect the reconstruction work. BTW XIrnium the good Commodore does actually need to meet with the High Echelsarhacy so he can take care of a few formailities and also find out who he's working with, Enforcers are elite's but not omnipotent :P

"So these are the new model, ey lieutenant?" Admiral Kenzal would muse walking along the Flight hanger of his flagship, a new shipment had just arrived and one item in particular had intruiged him, "NAWCU-802 Vindicator/Ensign ,I understand you can't tell me much about them until a few weeks time but at least describe for me how much they improve over the Hijir," the admiral would gaze longingly up at the shining behemoth he remember combat in a Hijir well, he would feel a rumbling in his tunic and began moving quickly, he knew what that rumble meant, his communicator signalling him to the nearest terminal, fortunatly there was one nearby.

"Admiral Kenzal here, go ahead," the display would ficlker slightly patching him through to the bridge, "Admiral Unknown Carrier detected several Kilometeres away, just outside of Xirnium's territorial waters," Admiral Kenzal would rub his chin thinking for a second, "send Sentinals (not to be confused with AMF's Novacom Sentinals are small destroyers equipped with advanced sensors powerful jammers and capacity for 30 Mobile Suits, they are in essence very well capable search and destroy/patrol units) no wait, the enemy sends a carrier to attract attention to the front while he sneaks in a small force round the back, deploy all Sentinals to the rear sink anything that's not registered as Novacom or Xirnium,"

He would chuckle slightly to himself, with Bondal in orbit the Search Patterns by Reconaisance Hijir as well as the fleet nothing would get through alive. "Get Jamming back up and running, I don't care if it cuts off that Battlelanguage frequency I know Commodore Delmuzan was using it to try and track down the insurgents but unless we stop these hostiles the situation will get more complicated than nessacery, make sure the Xirnimites are so informed, Admiral Kenzal out,"

"Lieutenant get your squadron in the air at once, and what is that thing over there," he would swing round and point at a massive suit, this one was different in both colour and configuration to all the other suits in the hangar, "NAWCU-X602/B Nocturne, Prototype for some new technolgies, it's pilot is relativley new but he's picking up the operations of it with almost supernatural speed, and as you command sir," the Lieutennant would push down on a small cylinder and begin speaking, "Erotos Squadron Eumenadies Dotoros 7 to your units at once," a small string of repsonses can be heard and less than a minute later and scramble into their units, another minute later they would be stepping onto platforms that would ascend to the upper deck of the battleship and launch the units in groups of 5, in less than 3 minutes all 48 Vindicators and the Nocturne were launched, a quarter of the battleships compliment of Mobile suits and a fraction of the fleet's air power.

‘Greetings, Commodore Delmuzan,’ announced Lord Cardinal Iatresh, walking across the tarmac to shake hands with the Novacom soldier. ‘I am Lord Iatresh, Cardinal of the High Ecclesiarchy and Parliamentary Secretary to the Foreign Minister.’

‘It’s an honour to have you here collaborating with us, I’ve heard great things. This is Lady Inquisitor Aleia, who will be heading the investigation. You will be working closely with her in order to find these terrorists,’ the Cardinal explained, fighting to make his voice audible over the roar of taxing aircraft.

The Inquisitor bowed slightly at the Novacom agents, regarding them carefully. ‘If it’s all right with you, Commodore, I’d like to get started right away. We’ve an appointment with the Coroner at the local morgue where the bodies of victims of, what we believe, are related crimes are being held. We don’t want to be late.’

King Cobra sat in his seat as his team looked around there gear was together and they were waiting to get near there drop zone. The fear of being caught was high and they silently hoped that the Xirnium defenses were not to high over this way. The last thing they wanted to get into was a war.

The Personal Transport Carriers was now within range of there drop zone. They start to lower to allow the team a chance to jump into the water and swim and heads toward the land.

The X.R.S. Azure III was acting in an odd fashion they start to manever and have there fighters pull off flight formations off there runways. They seemed like they were trying to have some sort military manevers..

The Radio traffic was highly coded between the carrier and the rest of the fleet there were however gaps the Xirniums coders could read however thanks to them not being coded like (Destroyer in postion E6 attempting to target and destroy submarine at A3)

The 3rd Xharnian Royal Fleet was trying to act like they they were performing a wargame or training manevers..

The Xirniumite warplanes had closed to weapons range with the unidentified aircraft, which had already violated Xirnium airspace. The intrusion beyond the Xirnium border was the point of no return, and the Xirniumite authorities could not allow the aircraft to leave without investigating its business in Xirnium airspace and whether it was a threat. By now, fighter patrols where being rapidly increased all over the Xirnium frontier. The 1st Crusader High Seas Fleet was being made ready to put to sea, ostensibly for military manoeuvres. The 3rd High Seas Fleet was being recalled from war games in the arctic and 4th and 2nd High Seas Fleets, escorting a transport armada from Kahanistan, reported that they would be back in Xirnium territorial waters soon.

"Red leader", who had positioned himself behind the unknown aircraft, switched his radio to open frequencies. Speaking in English, French and stilted Russian he explained his position to the unidentified aircraft in unequivocal language, ‘Unidentified military aircraft, you have unlawfully violated Xirniumite airspace without permission and are not on any of our designated commercial flight paths. You will state your designation and country of origin immediately. You will divert to heading 056, climb to an altitude of 4000 metres and proceed with me to Nothern military airbase where you will then land. Comply immediately or you will be shot down.’

The head Pilot radios back to the Xirniumite "Red Leader" and saids in English, "We are heading to enemy location P3 our orders are to launch the deep strike team on the ground and prep fire upon the beach head. Wait a minute your not part of the wargame identify yourself or be fired upon the 3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet for hostile actions agaisnt the Royal Military!"



The Co pilot saids to his friend, "I hope you did not sign our death warrants Curly!"

“Red leader” was less then impressed. ‘Do these fools seriously think they can just blunder into Xirniumite airspace and conduct their wargames here?’ he asked his co-pilot in disbelief, remembering to switch back to the secure frequency.

‘Amazing sir, some people just refuse to understand the concept of national sovereignty,’ replied “Red Two”, shaking his head in disgust.

The leader laughed and then switched back to the open channel, his voice returning to its deadly serious tone, ‘the "3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet" is not authorised to conduct wargames in Xirniumite sovereign territory. I say again, you will divert to heading 056, climb to an altitude of 4000 metres and proceed with me to Nothern military airbase where you will then land. This is my final warning.’

"Red Leader" fired a short burst of tracer fire as a warning, maybe that would make the situation clearer to the Xharnians.

The pilot radios back, "Ok, sir but if we pull off without explaining our actions. That Carrier is going to send a sortie into your airspace to look for us and if they see you escorting us to your nation. They will consider you bandits and will open fire upon you. I would recommend letting us send a message back to the Carrier to explain our failure to complete the mission."

The Chopper starts to follow the "Red leaders" instructions. "Cobra" and his boys start to wipe out all evidence of the mission to infiltrate into Xirnium. They litterly put a computer virius into the labtop and start to pull out the harddrive. They even throw the busted lab top out into the ocean. The P.D.A.'s were also smashed under there boots with there memory deleted.


OOC: Bandits: Xharnian Military term for hostiles...

++To 3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet++

From: Fleet Admiral, High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Naval High Command

Message Reads:

All Xharnian warships are reminded to keep their distance from Holy Xirnium. Any further incursions into Xirnium sovereign territory or airspace by your forces whatsoever will not be tolerated and will be treated as an act of war, provoking a decisive response by our armed forces.

The Xharnian aircraft which unlawfully breached Xirnium airspace is being taken into custody for processing. It will be returned to you after we have determined that it is not a threat.

Message Ends.

The message was relayed from the 3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet to the Royal Xharnian High Command.The Royal Xharnian High Command sent a message of it's own...

##To: Fleet Admiral, High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Naval High Command##

From: The Supreme Fleet Marshal, Dylan Hunt, of the Royal Xharnian Navy

These hostile actions are unforgivable from a nation, The Royal Government does not recongnize. We therfore declare your "Empire" as a terrorrist or dissident organization. We shall fire upon any Xirnium ship or aircraft that comes within weapons range of our manevering 3rd fleet. You will only recieve one warning. If you have any subs near our ships they will also be targeted and destroyed if spotted. We however will not blockade your nation for the safety of the lives you hold but if they are tortured or harmed execpt the wrath of our divinely chosen king upon your heads that is all..

Message ends...

[OCC: Could you please tell me the precise size and distance from the Xirnium coast of your fleet so that I can determine my response? Of course, if you chose to engage any of the submarines then you will force my response.]

OOC: I would say about they would be about 175 Miles away from the coast. I have not yet determined the exact strength of the Fleet. I was thinking of dividing my Navy into 4 Fleets. Thus I would have about :


The Xharnian 3rd Fleet. (I have never really done a naval battle before. My numbers could be to big or to small for a nation of my size. Just heads up so please do not called me god modder. but do let me know if this is to large or small..)

4 Aircraft Carriers
20 Destroyers
5 Battleships
10 Nuclear subs
15 Diesel subs
15 (What are those ships that are meant to take out missiles and Aircraft?)
2 Dreadnoughts

We probally would not engage your subs unless they did something threatening like torpedoing our Carrier. But we will radio them to leave if we detect them....

[OCC: Your fleet is an acceptable size (similar to my fleets, and to most others' I believe) and it is well outside my contigious zone. Though the High Ecclesiarchy will be less then happy with your nation's hostile remarks, they certainly wont go to war over them.

As for torpedoing a carrier, hehe, yeah that would be pretty threatening. Don't worry, the Xirnium Armed Forces do not have insane commanders. The AA ships you are thinking about are cruisers I believe.

I don't belive you have mentioned the distance of your carrier from Xirnium's coast?]

OOC: The Carrier is about 99 Miles off the Coast.

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International Ecclesiastical Edict

To: The International Community
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy hereby denounces the illegal state of Xharn and its unlawful government following its hostile posturing and its absurd refusal to recognise Holy Xirnium's sovereignty.

The High Ecclesiarchy withdraws any previous recognition, if any was ever given or implied, of the sovereignty of the Xharnian government.

The Xharnian state is declared an illegitimate entity by the High Ecclesiarchy.

Her Eminence the High Lady Heather Gilda
Grand Cardinal and Foreign Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

OOC: this is pretty humourous the pair of you denouncing each other of well I suppose my Battlefleet will get involved I haven't done much Naval RPing myself though my Navy is unusual in every ship is required to carry Mobile suits, I am looking forward to using my new Vindicators been waiting weeks to use em :D just wanted to give me a reasonable R&D time to not be called God Mod

They may also be Corvettes or Frigates in terms of Anti Air Missile then again they may also be Escorts, too many ship types out there lol.

Battlefleet Hajerenkas Breakdown

12 Kivazan class Aircraft Carriers
90 Sentinal Class Destroyers/Patrollers
15 Daokrellzus Class Battleships
25 Vonsulas class Nuclear subs
30 Niretailion Class Corvettes
5 Maljuras Class Dreadnoughts
20 Vihghanaleas Class Cruisers
120 Temeltean Class Logistics ships

Do Take note however that all but 10 destroyers are on patrol the Temelteans will be kept far to the rear defended by 1 of the Vihghanaleas, 3 of the Daokrellzus 5 of the Niretailions and 1 of the Kivazans leaving actual fleet disposition at

11 Kivazan class Aircraft Carriers
10 Sentinal Class Destroyers/Patrollers
12 Daokrellzus Class Battleships
8 Vonsulas class Nuclear subs
25 Niretailion Class Corvettes
4 Maljuras Class Dreadnoughts
19 Vihghanaleas Class Cruisers

My ships have smaller Caliber guns than most but they have a higher firing speed with greater range and accuracy plus space had to be made for the AIr Compliment standard on all Novacom Ships

As for Aircraft about 7,500 roughly since all my ships were designed with the intent to be able to carry Mobile Suits, however though not all of the Hijir I have with me are of the final and best variant, Vanguard only about 500 of them are that, there are 3,000 roughly of the Elite Model and 4,000 Commodore model, so I'll propably only launch the Commodor model in case of emergvency and even then about 1,000 of them were upgraded to Vanguard and outfitted as Hijir Reconaisance so that means only about 2,000 Commodore Hijir since the remaining 1,000 were upgraded to Elite and the to Hijir Assault Model those will be deployed only when complete air superiority has been acheived. Also 1,000 of the Commodore Hijir are protecting the Logistic ships and so Viable Combat strength is 4,550 the 50 comes from the Elite Squadron oboard the Kreinitier, and Vindicators while not fully out of prototype yet are still not about to be mocked and the Nocture is perhaps the most powerful unit along with it's 3 other counterparts that arn't present here, Nemesis, Requiem and Prophecy. All of this information will soon be in my fact book, some of it already is in terms of the Mobile suits and armnaments.

IC: Josh would bow in return and salute the Lord Cardinal, "It is indeed an honour to be here Lord Iatresh, and I am most honoured to be working with a Member of the Inqusition, Commander Anatos spoke highly of Lord Inquisitor Gothar, and of course lead the way," he pauses handing a small stack of papers to the Lord Cardinal, "A Report in the reconstruction efforts in Iathern, and of course Lady Inquisitor Aleia, lead the way and afterwards perhaps we can return to my ship the Krenitier and see what progress the initial search teams have had. What can you tell me about the situation thus far?"

<><>Novacom Transmissions<><>

Attention Xharn Navy you will leave this region at once or we will open fire on your fleet, you have one hour to comply, any further complications and we will press this to the point of war, do not think to engage us and win for over 7,000 years we have fought against far stronger enemies than you.

You have been warned

In the Service Of Destiny

Defence Minister Antonio Zigachestus

<><>End Transmissions<><>

The Novacom Batlefleet would begin to deploy into an aggressive formation at the very edge of Xirniums Terrirtorial waters, meanwhile the Sentinels in the back would continue their patrol patterns, while the Temelteans would retreat to the rear supported by a small escort. Whatever would happen shortly will certainly be interesting, if not deadly to an unprepared enemy especially sinc ethe jamming had been dropped momentarily to allow the Xirnumites to communicate with the Xharnians however though it would soon go back up full intensity muting, blinding and deafening the Xharnian fleet.

Official Imperial Transmission
To: The Kingdom of Xharn
From: The High Council of the Infinite Empire of Yallak

It has been brought to our attention that you have declared the Holy Empire of Xirnium as “a terrorist or dissident organization”. As Xirnium is a protectorate enclave of the Infinite Empire and in international terms part of our territory, this displeases us most greatly.
We ask that you withdraw your statement thereby recognizing the sovereignty of the Xirnium Holy Empire. This will prevent any ‘misunderstandings’ or hostilities between us.
Act most quickly; as if so much as a single Xirniumite ship or aircraft is lost or damaged to your fleet, the return losses you will receive will be uncountable.

Lord Balor, Emperor of Yallak

By now the Xharn aircraft would be deep within the airspace of Holy Xirnium, nearing the isolated military airbase of Nothern. The aircraft was being directed along a flight path that kept it well away from major cities or sensitive areas, and was continuously being tracked by the formidable Xirnium RADAR network and ever vigilant AA defences.

The 11th and 12th Tactical Fighter Squadron (flying Mikoyan Project 1.44 fighters) joined up with the Rafale Naval Warplanes to escort the hostile aircraft in, with clear orders to shoot it out of the sky should it deviate even slightly from the express commands being relayed to it by Xirnium authorities.

At Nothern military base an abundance of caution was evident, and the correct precautions were already being taken. Elite Acolyte troops as well as the well-trained regular soldiers swarmed about the facility, taking up positions around the landing pad while snipers covered the area and ZSU-23-4 "Shilka" armoured vehicles positioned themselves to be able to fire directly on the aircraft should something go wrong. Highly trained Inquisitors stood ready to check that the crews were disarmed and to take them into custody. They would be transfered to a secure Xirnium military facility to be processed before repatriation back to Xharn.

IC:

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OFFICAL INTERNATIONAL PROCLAMATION FROM THE KINGDOM OF XHARN.

TO: All Concerned Nations
From: The Royal Xharnian High Command...

"If any nation's armed forces open's fire upon the 3rd Royal Xharnian fleet we will retalate with extreme prejudice meaning for those of you that are to idiotic to figure this out. We will use anything and everything in our power to avenge our losses. For the sake of peace however The 3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet will move an addtional 175 miles away from Xirniums coast. If the Xirnium refuse to hand over our comrades and property we will be back for blood. As for recognizing Xirnium's soveringty that will be determined if they are willing to follow these very simple conditions." These are the direct orders of the Supreme High King and Ruler of the Kingdom of Xharn.

Signed:

King Azure IV, Head of the Royal Xharnian High Command
Grand Field Marshal Victor Von Carstein, Head of the Xharnian Royal Elite Guardsmen
Supreme Field Marshal Kyle Bradock, Head of the Royal Xharnian Army
Supreme Fleet Marshal Dylan Hunt, Head of the Royal Xharnian Navy
Supreme Sky Marshal Micheal Garrison, Head of the Royal Xharnian Air Core

_______________________________________________________________

The crew and the extermination team were scared out of there minds. This was going to be sucidal to fight but the Royal Xharnian High Command had ordered them not to fire unless fired upon first that meant they could do nothing as they land and prepare to be disarmed.


The Extermination team at least had knowledge of martial arts the poor pilots and the Choppers mini Gunner would be utter defenseless without there weapons.

The team however tries to hide there sucide pills inside there sleeves. They hope these Xirnium guys were not good at finding contraband.

OOC: if Nukes come anywhere near this theatre of combat all bets are off and my own version of a Superweapon comes into play and if you really go to town with Nukes the results will not be pleasent, the only protection against Damocles is not to become a target, nice little OOC warning I have some novel ideas about getting rid of nukes but they would propably get me accussed of God Modery simply because people despise old Soviet concepts.

<><>Novacom Transmissiom<><>

Your Posturing means nothing to us, if this had been Novacom Territory they would have been shot down on sight and your fleet anhialated for daring to tresspass on our territory. Your Pilots will be returned in time.
You will return to your port now or your forces will never return to port.
If this comes to war then you will not survive, and your king will meet the fate of all rulers who gamble on the blood of their people.

You now have 30 minutes

In the Service Of Destiny

Defence Minister Antonio Zigachestus

<><>End Transmission<><>

Novacom Homeland, Destinus Isle.

"Damocles connections complete Target aquired, Xharn Homeland, awaiting final confirmation, Mirror block in position, final charging cycle complete, Bondal Telemetry uniterreptable. Preparing to connect to Reactor Core's" In the war room the final preparations to fire Damocles were nearing completion, the massive Laser Superweapon if fired at the selected power levels would pretty much end a war befre it began, wiping out the Xharn Capitol in one shot while allowing for another shot if needed to be fired 3 hours later. The Suprainister would gaze up at the giant monitor dominating the room, "don't be fools flee while you still can, before we bring your Destiny to frutiton." his eyes a fanatic gleam talking more to himself than anyone else.

Xirnium

Back at Xirnium the Air Armada of the Novacom fleet had deployed forward the Mobile Suits showing off doing summersaults and showing their prowess to a fleeing nuisance. Xharn wasn't even a threat and they all knew that but they wern't about to let Xirnium come to harm, they never left a friend to stand alone. Never.

Seas of Xirnium.....

The Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet starts heading away from the Xirnium coast. The Fleet is however starting to make a formation. The Royal Xharnian High Command had agreed to allow the Fleet the chance to head away from a hopless fight.


The Kingdom of Xharn....

The King was not going to let his political adversaries see this as a weakness however, He ordered the missile silo's to begin targeting operation on both Xirnium and Novacom's Capital cities.

The ICBM'S were primed and armed all they needed was the confirm code to fly and turn the enemy into Nuclear glass.

The only people who had the codes to launch was the King and his Supreme Advisor and they had to enter them at the same time. They watched there fleet via private channels hopeing they would not have to avenge there comrades and die themselves when the enemy returned the favor.

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From: Allied Union High Command
To: Xharn

A detachment of the Velkyan Home Fleet which has been operating in this sector since the Kraven-Xirnium war will commence military operations against Xharn should it attempt any hostile actions towards . The imperialist stance of Xharn against the nation of Xirnium, which is currently going through a hellish time, will not be tolerated. Our satellite recon systems have also detected nuclear weapons arming in your territory. Should you even think of launching these weapons, they will be promptly shot down by the Allied Union ICBM Defense Network and a full nuclear response from Xirnium and Novacom will be authorized. As part of the Adamantium Alliance, Velkya will not stand for hostile action against it's allies.

-End Transmission-

OOC: Opinther tried to strongarm one of Velkya's allies, I would suggest you do not do the same.

OOC: Opinther tried to strongarm one of Velkya's allies, I would suggest you do not do the same.

OOC: I have no Idea of what you are talking about?

IC:

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To: Allied Union High Command
From: The Royal Xharnian High Command..

The Xharnian nuclear ICBMS have only been activiated to protect the retreating 3rd Royal Xharnian Fleet. The King of Xharn has vowed to get back our comrades that Xirnium has kidnapped if they do not return our fellow Royal Military personal. We will invade Xirnium and leave it in a state of utter blood shed.

Singed:

King Azure IV, Head of the Royal Xharnian High Command
Grand Field Marshal Victor Von Carstein, Head of the Xharnian Royal Elite Guardsmen
Supreme Field Marshal Kyle Bradock, Head of the Royal Xharnian Army
Supreme Fleet Marshal Dylan Hunt, Head of the Royal Xharnian Navy
Supreme Sky Marshal Micheal Garrison, Head of the Royal Xharnian Air Core

The Velkyan miltiary highly doubts you can contend with the forces of Xirnium, Yallak, and Velkya. Please, back off with your empty threats.

OOC: Another RP, Opinther thought it could make Questers and Velkya scared by threatening them.

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OFFICAL INTERNATIONAL PROCLAMATION FROM THE KINGDOM OF XHARN.

To: All Concerned Nations
From: The Royal Xharnian High Command..

The Kingdom of Xharn is giving the Holy Empire Of Xirnium three days to return our comrades and our property unharmed and intact. If this is not complied by the time of the dead line. The Kingdom of Xharn will offically declare war upon Xirnium and any of there allies attempting to protect them.

Singed:
King Azure IV, Head of the Royal Xharnian High Command
Grand Field Marshal Victor Von Carstein, Head of the Xharnian Royal Elite Guardsmen
Supreme Field Marshal Kyle Bradock, Head of the Royal Xharnian Army
Supreme Fleet Marshal Dylan Hunt, Head of the Royal Xharnian Navy
Supreme Sky Marshal Micheal Garrison, Head of the Royal Xharnian Air Core

OOC: You just had to say that. The King has to force his hand now. You just made him look weak in front of his senior officers and staff.

If war is the direction Xharn wants to take, then it is war it shall have. Your fleets wil be sunk before they can even reach Xirnium's shores.

Meanwhile, on the deck of the CVN Liberty's Light

The flight deck swarmed with dozens of aircraft readying themselves for launch. ISF-2 fighter craft sat on the EMC (Electromagnetic Catapults) as they were loaded with weapons. AF-17N Halberd attack craft topped up on anti-shipping munitions as a AWACs craft was brought from within Hanger B. Overhead, a ISF-2N streaked at hypersonic speed towards the potential enemy fleet, identitfying targets and ship types. Back on the island, the commander of the carrier viewed the incoming information.

Looks like 4 carriers and 5 battleships, plus a buttload of escorts. This could be tough.

The commander looked at his own fleet roster. The Liberty's Light was the only carrier of the group, escorted by 4 Gigantor Dreadnoughts, 10 Jalik II destroyers, 10 Fleet Air Defense Ships, 7 Atlantis II cruisers, 2 Hunter II SSN submarines and an Archer III SSBM sub. Small by Velkyan standards, the fleet could none-the-less take on a fleet twice it's size. This would have been quite a battle, if not for the fact that the Velkyan fleet had lots of pissed-off allies in it's vicinity.

OOC: Not our fault your king is egotisical.

OCC: Easy guys, let's slow it down a pace, a lot has happened which Xirnium has yet to reply to. Give me a couple of minutes for me to post my reply.

OOC: *Points finger at Xharn*

He started it! :D

OCC: Hehe, that's cool. A good thing I came here when I did, otherwise I might have logged onto NS to discover a major nuclear war had taken place while I was gone. You guys sure like escallation huh?

OOC: I was hopeing diplomacy could have been used here but I see this is only going to be a blood fight any way.

IC: The retreating Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet recieves it's orders. The Fleet Marshal was notified diplomacy had failed. The Fleet was ordered to defend itself and continue the retreat home and meet up with the 2nd 4th fleets. To prepare for the enemy invasion.

The weapons systems go from yellow to red alert as the entire Fleet prepares to be fire upon. They pray they can at least hit the enemy with there own weapons. The Subs start heading out and act like scouts for the fleet in all directions. The Dreadnoughts prepare there huge 45' inch guns and Cruise missile launchers. The Battleships also arm there guns and weapons.
The Carriers moblize there Fighters and bombers...

[OCC: Damnit I need to leave, I'll post my reply in a few hours. Try not to turn Xirnium into a smoking crater before I return.. ;) ]

OOC: You betcha, I'm itching for a good fight.

IC:

Velkyan Fleet, 118 miles off Xirnium coastline

The commander watch a live sat-feed of the Xharn fleet. The fleet was mobilizing, and aircraft were being readied to take off.

Our friends appear to be arming for battle.

He told a comm. officer to place the ships of the fleet on Alert Level Yellow
(2nd highest fleet alert level, second to Red) and to ready all VLS pods on the dreadnoughts for immediate launch against enemy targets. FAD ship's CICW guns and missile defenses came online, and their high-power RADAR and LADAR systems swtiched on, scanning the heavens for any hostile action. The aircraft onboard the Liberty's Light were nearly finished readying and would be able to launch in 10 minutes. Massive 18" ETC guns onboard the Gigantors swivled in their mounts, flexing their might.

The Velkyan fleet was ready for battle.

IC: The Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet attempts to hold fire. The goal was to get out of range of Xirnium, Novacom, and Velkya defenses. The 3rd Fleet was not ordered to attack for such an attack would be sucide.

They had to first get the other fleets and bring 3/4 of Xharn's Naval power upon Xirniums head. The Satelites confirmed the enemy was preparing to attack. The Xharnian Defenses were ready and waiting for them to come and meet death...

___________________________________________________________

The Royal Xharnian Army was ordered to begin moblization along with the other armed services branches. The Kingdom was now at an activate state of yellow alert. If war broke out it would be red alert and the missiles would most likely fly or at least be pointed at enemy postions.

Bridge of V.S.S. Liberty's Light


Video feed from Recon Sat No. 21 played out on the viewscreen, showing the large formation of enemy ships pulling back

"Sir, the Xharn fleet appears to be retreating."

The Admiral waltzed over to the control panel, viewing the satellite feed. He replied.

"Keep the satellite on that fleet, they may be massing for an attack, one does not spew all those threats and not carry them out. Alert any allied forces in the area, put the 1st Marine Divison's HQ in the north on alert, if they try something, we'll need the First's help. Oh, and yes, equip a few ISF-2s with the Starkiller ASAT missiles, if hell breaks loose, I want their satellites out of commission, understood?"

"Yes, Admiral."

So the fleet held it's position, sitting still in a sqaure formation.

OOC: Question what the heck is a ASAT missile?

OOC: Question what the heck is a ASAT missile?

[OOC: Anti sattelite missile. And a tag... Xharn, Xirxium's colony is right under Jagada's, which is now being taken over by me..if you can't take the Velkyan, Xirxi [?] and Yallakian forces...perhaps with me you can. But, first, I have to read all of this tomorrow.]

OOC: At this point, I willing to take any help I can get to at least have a fighting chance.

OOC: Dammit, why did you have to strike at a time when one of Xirnium's critical allies is too busy repairing its own homeland to offer much assistance? :sniper:

OOC: I already have two nations plus Xirnium agaisnt me. I think once or if war breaks out. My nation is most likely going to be repairing itself. Unless more people want to jump in on my side. :(

OOC: I doubt it. The only nations that would aid you in a matter like this are those loking to conquer land - and of those who would have the guts to help - they were defeated in the first Xirnium war.

IC:

Official Imperial Transmission
To: The Kingdom of Xharn
From: The High Council of the Infinite Empire of Yallak

Nobody issues ultimatums against the Empire and its protectorates. This is your finally warning. Stand down.

You have two days to recall your threats against Xirnium or I will personally render your world to ashes.

Lord Balor, Emperor of Yallak

The Chief Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy, Lord High Grand Cardinal Ertham Nidor (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/GrandCardinal.jpg), was less then impressed with the way the situation was developing regarding the Xharnian government. ‘Please explain to me, dear Fleet Admiral, are the Xharnians insane?’ he asked, deadly serious, his voice devoid of any humour. ‘They come all the way to Holy Xirnium, violate our airspace, and then escalate the situation to the brink of international war? Has this Xharnian court been gripped by some kind of group madness?’

Lady Fleet Admiral Eleni Kaitlin (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/c1.jpg) was not exactly overjoyed herself, forced to restrain her navy by the High Ecclesiarchy despite constant provocation from the Xharnians. ‘I’m sorry your Beatitude, but we’ve done everything in our power to diffuse the situation,’ she apologised. ‘The Xharnian’s seem to have adopted some crazy and destructive policy of brinkmanship coupled with alarmingly rapid and hostile escalation. Satellite intelligence indicates that they’ve opened the silo doors of their nuclear missiles. Now they are demanding that we return the Xharnians that violated our sovereign airspace.’

‘Your Beatitude,’ Chief Justice Hithar ( http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/grandcardinal1.jpg) began smoothly, ‘our hands on this, legally, are tied. Sovereignty, must be “effectively asserted in respect to a defined part of the globe, to govern in respect of that part to the exclusion of nations or states or peoples occupying other parts of the globe”. We cannot return the Xharnians in the face of their “demands”, to do so would undermine our own legitimacy. We would return them, yes, but we must do so on our own terms, at our own discretion. These crazed demands have made that impossible right now. We must assert sovereignty if we wish to claim sovereignty.’

‘I agree with his Honour,’ said Lord High Grand Cardinal Prospo Uolin, the Justice Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy. ‘We must send a clear message to the world that Xirnium’s sovereignty is inviolable. As such, the Department of Public Prosecutions will immediately begin to try the Xharnian soldiers (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10049426#post10049426), in the Supreme High Court of Xirnium and under Xirnium’s domestic law. A greater statement of our sovereignty we could not give.’

‘An excellent idea, your Eminence,’ agreed the Chief Justice.

‘What of this matter regarding the insane threat of war?’ asked the Chief Minister.

‘Your Beatitude, the 2nd and 4th High Seas Fleets retuned to Xirnium several hours ago. They’ve successfully escorted the transport fleet from Kahanistan without incident and will begin active manoeuvres in the shortest possible time. The Grand Home Fleet is already at sea, and the 3rd High Seas Fleet is expected to return from the arctic by tomorrow,’ explained the Fleet Admiral. ‘We’re ready to meet any and all threats to our national security.

‘And what of their unlawful threats to fire nuclear weapons on Holy Xirnium?’ asked Grand Cardinal Nidor.

‘Idle threats, my Lord. Not even Xharn, a nation whose leadership seems obviously crippled by some sort of mass insanity, would be willing to destroy itself for no reason. Our stocks of botulin toxin alone, 10 tons worth, are sufficient to wipe out all life on Earth six thousand times over even if the SDI missile shield of the Xharnians was 99% effective, and we all know that it isn’t,’ explained Mother Superior Lady Eldris Bithnia, commander of Xirnium’s Strategic Missile Forces

‘Very well, if it’s a war they want, it’s a war they will get. Hopefully they will see reason, but Xirnium’s sovereignty is not for sale in any negotiation. If they raise so much as a single hand in anger against Holy Xirnium, their absurd warmongering will visit destruction on their homelands the likes of which the world has never seen before,’ vowed Lord High Grand Cardinal Nidor.

OOC: Although Amestria is busy at the moment with the occupation and rebuilding of Torontia (another nation whose dictator decided to attack Xirnium) the Government has been interested in improving relations with Xirnium for a while... I am sure that Amestria can offer all sorts of "behind the scenes" assistance.

IC: Announcement by the Amestrian Ministry of Foreign Affairs

We urge all parties to move towards a peaceful resolution of the conflict.


Secret IC: The Amestrian Secret Service quietly approaches the Xirnium government on Amestrian satellites being used to covertly aid the Xirnium Military in the event of war with Xharn.

DEMOCRATIC SOVIET REPUBLIC OF KAHANISTAN
Kahanistan Republic Navy

Kahanistan can no longer stand idle, even though its navy was largely decimated by the Freekish incursion.

We will commit two Arleigh Burke class destroyers and one Wasp class amphibious assault vessel. They will be overcrowded severely, and overtaxing their engines, and 50,000 Imperial Marines should be arriving at your shores in two days.

Signed,
Admiral Carl Jenkins,
Kahanistan Republic Navy

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International Ecclesiastical Edict

To: The International Community
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy respectfully notifies the international community that, at 12:00 tomorrow morning, Holy Xirnium will be conducting a live ballistic missile test.

The planned ballistic and orbital path of the missile is included in the attachment to this message, so as to avoid any confusion.

His Eminence the High Lord Ameas Vernius
Grand Cardinal and Defence Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

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Klaxons blared out across the Grybeg nuclear silo test facility. Holy Xirnium was now at DEFCON 1, following Xharn's unlawful threats of nuclear warfare with Holy Xirnium, and Strategic Weapons Command was prepared to deliver a full and devastating retaliation should weapons of mass destruction be used against it. Such was the sophistication of Holy Xirnium’s deterrence strategy that current doctrine dictated that mutually assured destruction could be achieved even given a completely successful first strike by any enemy.

‘Begin fire,’ the commander ordered. The mighty Paradox IV ( http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9946941&postcount=4), a highly advanced Fractional Orbital Ballistic Thermonuclear Missile, blasted out of its silo, soaring away in an instant towards the heavens.

It rose majestically towards space, its ballisitic path taking it out over the sea and away from Holy Xirnium, its initial stage eventually running out of fuel and falling away from it to splash into the ocean. After a short time, the Paradox IV separated into its 18 multiple independently targetable re-entry vehicles and de-oribted from the other direction, once again heading back towards Holy Xirnium.

The re-entry vehicles exploded at the exactly planned altitude above the specified position in the isolated Xirtrum desert, a desert located on an island many hundreds of miles from the Xirnium mainland, the warheads landing within 30 metres of one another and exploding in devastating bright flashes of light. To minimise any fallout, only two of the warheads were armed, and they were of vastly reduced yield, despite the fact that Xirtrum was an abandoned wasteland many nautical miles from even the faintest traces of civilisation and isolated by high mountain ranges and the ocean from the major population centres.

Xirnium’s statement had been made deadly clear. While the Xharnians threatened with empty words, Xirnium threatened with actions, which made for far more effective messages. Thousands more missiles were ready, the next time they were forced to fire they would not be landing in the scorched Xirtrum nuclear testing range...

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International Ecclesiastical Edict

To: The International Community
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy respectfully notifies the international community that, at 12:00 tomorrow morning, Holy Xirnium will be conducting a live ballistic missile test.

The planned ballistic and orbital path of the missile is included in the attachment to this message, so as to avoid any confusion.

His Eminence the High Lord Ameas Vernius
Grand Cardinal and Defence Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

___________________________________________________________________

Klaxons blared out across the Grybeg nuclear silo test facility. Holy Xirnium was now at DEFCON 1, following Xharn's unlawful threats of nuclear warfare with Holy Xirnium, and Strategic Weapons Command was prepared to deliver a full and devastating retaliation should weapons of mass destruction be used against it. Such was the sophistication of Holy Xirnium’s deterrence strategy that current doctrine dictated that mutually assured destruction could be achieved even given a completely successful first strike by any enemy.

‘Begin fire,’ the commander ordered. The mighty Paradox IV ( http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=9946941&postcount=4), a highly advanced Fractional Orbital Ballistic Thermonuclear Missile, blasted out of its silo, soaring away in an instant towards the heavens.

It rose majestically towards space, its ballisitic path taking it out over the sea and away from Holy Xirnium, its initial stage eventually running out of fuel and falling away from it to splash into the ocean. After a short time, the Paradox IV separated into its 18 multiple independently targetable re-entry vehicles and de-oribted from the other direction, once again heading back towards Holy Xirnium.

The re-entry vehicles exploded at the exactly planned altitude above the specified position in the isolated Xirtrum desert, a desert located on an island many hundreds of miles from the Xirnium mainland, the warheads landing within 30 metres of one another and exploding in devastating bright flashes of light. To minimise any fallout, only two of the warheads were armed, and they were of vastly reduced yield, despite the fact that Xirtrum was an abandoned wasteland many nautical miles from even the faintest traces of civilisation and isolated by high mountain ranges and the ocean from the major population centres.

Xirnium’s statement had been made deadly clear. While the Xharnians threatened with empty words, Xirnium threatened with actions, which made for far more effective messages. Thousands more missiles were ready, the next time they were forced to fire they would not be landing in the scorched Xirtrum nuclear testing range...

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OFFICAL INTERNATIONAL PROCLAMATION FROM THE KINGDOM OF XHARN.

TO: All Concerned Nations
From: The Royal Xharnian High Command...

The Kingdom of Xharn would like to offically annouce that due to certain actions by an Illegal State. The Kingdom of Xharn is going to test fire one of Nuclear weapons to prove to them we are not without defenses. The time shall be at 4:15 am.

The Kingdom of Xharn would like to formally appoligize to any offended nations but the coordinates of the strike zone are enclose within this document....

Signed:

King Azure IV, Head of the Royal Xharnian High Command
Grand Field Marshal Victor Von Carstein, Head of the Xharnian Royal Elite Guardsmen
Supreme Field Marshal Kyle Bradock, Head of the Royal Xharnian Army
Supreme Fleet Marshal Dylan Hunt, Head of the Royal Xharnian Navy
Supreme Sky Marshal Micheal Garrison, Head of the Royal Xharnian Air Core

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The Nuclear Trident Submarine "King's Wraith." was within safe firing range. The Sub was unsubmerged and ready to fire. The Firing codes came in from both the King and his Supreme Advisor. The Captain of the Trident Sub Nick Harrison looked and said, "Red Alert, War status ready. The weapon is set on target. Fire!" The Capatin and his first mate turned there keys and pushed a red button on the bridge that had a glass casing.

The Mark IV was released this theromalnuclear missile was the most advanced Nuclear weapon used by the Kingdom of Xharn it did not have the flashy 18 approchable fragments. The Mark IV only had 16 but they were all fully armed instead of just two of them. The Island of Sounis the target was once a tropical paradise that the Kingdom had aquired in it's early days. The Island had now become a Nuclear wipping boy to appease the King's desire to prove a point.

The Island of Sounis was at one minute safe and abandoned by people untill the 16 Mark IV framgemts hit causing a massive Holocaust. The T.V. camera recording the effect was utterly destroyed. A news helicoptor took pictures of the Island it look like one of Xirniums deserts...

OOC: as no maps of my homeislands exist outside of my territory it would be physically impossible to target my Capitol, instead you'd have to target my territory and hope that you hit something. Just as a note not that I'm particularly bothered but everywhere else ppl have been saying a gun above even 30 inches isn't really useful as a naval gun. Launching Nukes still isn't advisable though since they'd be shot down almost immediatley Damocles has an activation time measuring in seconds unlike missiles which take time to launch.

"send Batle Fleet Igovtev, Jinsrolla, Venkrollen and Jindrax to rendevous 500 km off the Xharn Coastline, Supreme General Tandroveilla is to take charge of the invasion force, Army Sector Quiritex (an Army Sector is no less than 4 Army Groups) Air Sector Vejenden ( an Air Sector is comprised of no less than 8 Air Armada's ) and Fleet Sector Dinigenken (again 3 whole fleet groups considerably larger than a battlefleet) as well as Enforcer Group Venkal, make sure the Nemesis and Prophecy are ready as well, Mechnician if Charn goes further and launches missiles you are to Fire Damocles automatically and wipe out their capitol, establish secondary refraction targets as their missile sites and prepare the Woodpecker system to intercept any surviving counter attacks, and while your at it aim a blast of Jamming at the Xharn homeland, let them know we know they're there and that they can't stand against us" The Suprainister would lean forward and tap into his terminal an authorisation code, the screen above would now be bordered in blood red, the point of no return was fast approaching, the Sword of Damocles now hung above the heads of the Xharn capitol and soon the Descending sword would strike and make the very earth itself tremble as a power locked away for over 6,000 years would be free once more to do what it was created for. DOwn below in the War Room the Generals and Admirals of the Military COmmand Counciul would be discussing the finer points of strategy in the assault on the Xharn homeland.

All around the Novacom Bases where the affected forces had been mentioned klaxxons blare everywhere personell would literally run to their duty stations in near shock, it was the war klaxxon being sounded, less than an hour later these personel would be about to depart, the Xharnians may at present stand a chance at Xirnium, but once this force got moving their would be no chance.

Admiral Kenzal's Fleet had certainly been busy, the Sentinals had mostly return from patrol and had formed a ring round the fleet, the vast air armada would loom ominously over the fleet, the sheer scale of airpower in the air would be enough to show anyone that they meant buisness, "Get me the Velkyans, Yallakians and the Xirnumites," Admiral Kenzal would yell down the crew pits, shortly afterwards a single "you have them sir" would echo up, "Allies, as you know during combat we engage powerful detection and communication jamming, during the last war the arrival of our forces into an already pitched battle did not allow us to give anyone but the Xirnumites the codes to have access to Bondal our Satalite Network, nor the codes or frequencines to be able to communicate over the jamming, this time the situation is different, Couriers have arrived at your flagships and will be about now personally deliviering this information, guard it well. Should the Xharnians push the issue, we will spearhead the attack in order to allow you to gather your forces, I have been informed that a Collosal Invasaion force has been assembled by the Suprainister and dispatched to Xharn to make them think twice about their actions. Good luck my friends and may Destiny guide your hands," the Admiral would make a cutting motion across his neck and the transmission would be cut. The tall man would turn around and gaze out of the window's of the bridge the Xharnians were still retreating, but not fast enough, "inform the Xharnians they are to travel away at full speed not half speed or they will most certainly not get their compatriots back, we'll make sure of that and have the Jammers ready to energise, the second combat starts I want them blinded, muted and deafened." the crews would be running through the pits seeing to the orders, taking reports from the rest of the fleet and preparing for war, once more to war.

To: The Amestrian Ministry of Foreign Affairs
From: His Most Glorious Inquisition of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

We have been informed that the High Ecclesiarchy gratefully accepts your offer of assistance in the form of satellite intelligence. Your aid during this absurd situation will not be forgotten.

Her Worship the High Lady Francine Lyebaer
Grand Inquisitor of the High Council of the Inquisiton

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To: The Executive Government of the Allied Union of Velkya
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy appreciates your standing by Holy Xirnium in the face of the insane hostile posturing of the clearly unstable Xharnian leadership.

Hopefully, a show of force will disuade the foolish Xharnian government and prevent the need for an utter bloodbath occuring in Xharn.

His Eminence the High Lord Ameas Vernius
Grand Cardinal and Defence Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

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++To Admiral Carl Jenkins, Kahanistan Republic Navy++

From: Fleet Admiral, High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Naval High Command

Message Reads:

Hail noble allies!

As always we honour your continued commitment to the Adamantine Alliance, which continues to remain as strong as its namesake. Elements of the the 3rd Crusader High Seas Fleet under Lord Admiral Fridor Moand will link up with your naval units to provide additional protection for them during their transit to Holy Xirnium.

Message Ends.

OOC: Seems, I know only one way to save my nation. A quick overthrow of the current King should do it....

IC:
King Azure IV was getting tired he demanded results even if it meant a full attack. The King in a rage screams, "Declare war unleash our forces and unleash unholy fire of Nuclear energy upon there cities."

The Supreme Advisor Baron Carl Von Ericson saids, "My lord, That is sucide for our people and our nation. I can not just order that!"


The King Azure IV stands up from his throne with his entire court watching. The King screams, "You dare to question the ruling of your divinely chosen King? I will have you sent to the Camps for this!"


The King Screams, "Royal Elite Guardsmen take the Supreme Advisor away and torture him for his code to the Nuclear Missile Commands!"

The Supreme Advisor feared this for years but now he had to act quickly. Baron Carl saids, "Guards kill the traitor to his own throne!"

The King's own guards fire upon there King with his back turned. The King Azure IV has a look of horror on his face as the gunshots could be heard across the Royal Xharnian High Command Center.

Several Minutes later.....

The King Azure IV was shot and bayonetted by his own guards. The Supreme Advisor quickly heads the throne and sits upon it.

The Court officals have a look of surpise and in some outrage. This would surley earn the wraith of god!

The Supreme Advisor saids, "I herby grant myself the title of Supreme High King and Ruler of the Kingdom of Xharn."

The Guardsmen take there former dead King out of the room.

The "new" King Carl Von Ericson saids, "As my first act. I demand the Death of the Queen and her Daughter and for my next command. We shall attempt to end this stupid stand off with Xirnium and her allies."

The Court bows and walks off in fear of there new ascended King.
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To: The Holy Empire of Xirnium.
From: The Kingdom of Xharn

The King is dead. We are willing to end this stupid stand off. We would like a meeting between your leaders and ours to discuss our differences and try to come with an acceptable solution for all.

Signed:

The King Carl Von Ericson
The Supreme High King and ruler of the Kingdom of Xharn.
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The Fleet Marshal of the 3rd Royal Xharnain Fleet sent a reply about the order to move faster, "Our Comrades our being held for trial in Xriniums courts. The charges agaisnt them will be trumphed and they will lose and be sent to prision for life. So if you want us to move faster the rule is make us but I warn you we will attack if you enter weapons range of our fleet!"

OOC: Although Amestria is busy at the moment with the occupation and rebuilding of Torontia (another nation whose dictator decided to attack Xirnium)

OCC: This is a good point. Historically, it's not a good idea to attack Xirnium. Take Torontia, its short lived invasion (which was little more then a sortie in Xirnium airspace) led to the collapse of the Torontian government and the execution of 49 men implicated in warcrimes during the invasion. Kraven, another nation that invaded Xirnium, had its invasion force completely wiped out and is now facing extinction at the hands of Automagfreek.

It may be pure luck, but there seems to be a curse on nations that bring war to Xirnium.

Edit: Just noticed your post, I'm drafting a response that will lead to a mutually benefitial solution.

Secret

Amestrian spy satellites (disguised to look like unimportant communication satellites) begin to discretely pass over Xharn, snapping pictures of Xharnian military facilities, population centers, and anything deemed suspicious.

The pictures are then passed on to the Amestrian Secret Service, sent to the Amestrian Embassy in Xirnium, and given over to the relevant Xirnium government agencies.

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Unofficial Ecclesiastical Edict

To: The Unrecognised Government of Xharn
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy is glad to hear of the deposing of your previous head of state. We would be more then happy to end this stand off and discuss timely clemency and repatriation for the Xharnian soldiers captured in Holy Xirnium.

Before this can be negotiated, however, your regime must first unequivocally and clearly recognise the sovereignty of Holy Xirnium and its government, the High Ecclesiarchy.

If this occurs, we will be willing to recognise the legitimacy of your state.

His Beatitude the High Lord Ertham Nidor
Grand Cardinal and Chief Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

OOC: That's because you have Yallak. Without him, then you'd see a sharp drop in luck.

OOC: The Amestrian government began spying on Xharn with it's satellites before Xharn came to its senses, and since no agreement has been worked out as of yet, Amestria will continue gathering intel until a standown becomes official...

Xharn, can you have the king's daughter escape to Amestria (which would give her political asylum), I would love to have such a character to RP with in the future...

OOC: That's because you have Yallak. Without him, then you'd see a sharp drop in luck.

OCC: I agree, but that's realpolitik for you. Life isn't fair.

It was fortunate that Xirnium gained such a powerful ally as Yallak though.

OOC: Correction - Life isn't always fair. Sometimes it is, sometimes it ain't. Besides, even Yallak can only go so far as to save Xirnium from a powerful region of nations such as Gholgoth....

OOC: Correction - Life isn't always fair. Sometimes it is, sometimes it ain't. Besides, even Yallak can only go so far as to save Xirnium from a powerful region of nations such as Gholgoth....

Last I checked Xirnium is not at war with any Gholgoth nations. In fact, Xirnium has managed to draft a nonaggression treaty with a Gholgoth nation.

As for life, it's never fair.

OOC: I was using it as an example of a powerful region of nations. And as in the case of life, that's your opinion. In my case, it has been fair to me sometimes, sometimes it hasn't been fair to me.

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To: The Holy Empire of Xirnium.
From: The Kingdom of Xharn

The Kingdom of Xharn as of this date herby formally recognise's the Holy Empire of Xirnium.

Signed:

The King Carl Von Ericson
The Supreme High King and ruler of the Kingdom of Xharn.

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The Queen Yuria Ronalda watched in horror as an X.R.I.C. extermination team moved through her private estates lawn. Shooting and killing all the Guards still loyal to the Ronalda family. The former King's Daughter Mary Ronalda was about 10 at the time.

She watched in horror as the fighting outside was getting bloody.

The Queen gives here daughter one last command to run and live.

The Princess heads down basement and finally finds the entrance to the Cellar when she hears the sound of "BOOM" The Estate takes a direct hit and one of the walls crumbles under the Arterillery shell.

The Queen runs with a group of guards trying to make it to her daughter when a X.R.I.C. sniper finds the back of her head in his cross hairs...

The Guards were also brutally exterminated and so were the servants. The orders were no surrviors. The X.R.I.C. looked for the Princess's body in the ruble but could not find it. They assumed she must have been hit directly with an incomeing mortar shell or something and blew her to pieces.

The Princess after three hours of hiding manages to sleep into the darkness undected.

OOC: Know this if the X.R.I.C. or the King find out she is alive except Extermination Squads looking for her...

"Ensign order a Bombardment to at the area surrounding the Xharn fleet, aim it round the flanks, do not hit any of their ships however," the ship would rumble gently as a small salvo is fired, all of it would impact round the Xharn fleet sening great jets of water into the sky to descend back again and wash the Xharn fleet with salty sea water. At the projector table a faint hologram would rise up, of the Xharn fleet in relation to the Novacom one, almost delicatley the bombardment would be seen to ring the XHarn fleet showing details in almost supernatural throughouness "Xharn Fleet care to reconsider your present speed before we tire of this? you still have 15 minutes remaining," the Veteran Admiral would nod at the helm down in the crew pit and the crew there would spring into action, the Entire Novacom Battlefleet would begin moving forward, not fast enough to get into Xharn firing range but enough to give their commander pause and encourage him to think.

To: The Kingdom of Xharn
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesiarchy rescinds its previous withdrawal of recognition of Xharn.

You may send an unarmed aircraft in order to bring a delegation to Holy Xirnium for the purpose of discussing an end to this dispute. Your delegation may not be armed.

We suggest that this time you request entry to Holy Xirnium’s sovereign airspace.

His Eminence the High Lord Ameas Vernius
Grand Cardinal and Defence Minister of the High Ecclesiarchy

The Queen Yuria Ronalda watched in horror as an X.R.I.C. extermination team moved through her private estates lawn. Shooting and killing all the Guards still loyal to the Ronalda family. The former King's Daughter Mary Ronalda was about 10 at the time.

She watched in horror as the fighting outside was getting bloody.

The Queen gives here daughter one last command to run and live.

The Princess heads down basement and finally finds the entrance to the Cellar when she hears the sound of "BOOM" The Estate takes a direct hit and one of the walls crumbles under the Arterillery shell.

The Queen runs with a group of guards trying to make it to her daughter when a X.R.I.C. sniper finds the back of her head in his cross hairs...

The Guards were also brutally exterminated and so were the servants. The orders were no surrviors. The X.R.I.C. looked for the Princess's body in the ruble but could not find it. They assumed she must have been hit directly with an incomeing mortar shell or something and blew her to pieces.

The Princess after three hours of hiding manages to sleep into the darkness undected.


OOC: I have started a new thread on the fate of Mary (as it has little to do with this thread). The events take place before the out-break of civil war in Xharn (sigh, the concept of time is a bitch on NS)...

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=10054176#post10054176

OOC: Prey tell what inserection?

See thread "Civil War in Xharn"....

OOC: I thought that Rp had died?

IC:

The new King Carl Von Ericson was having a major head ache. The Novacom Fleet was bullying the Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet deep inside international waters. This could not be tolerated, The King had to prove he could rule effectively other wise his fate would be sealed like his predessicor.

The King figures maybe the leaders of the Holy Empire of Xrinium could do something for the sake of peace on the high seas.

To: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium
From: King Carl Von Ericson

The Kingdom of Xharn will send an unarmed delegation. We would also like to request allowing the delegations aircraft into your airspace.

We humbly ask that you call off your ally the Novacom fleet that is still harrassing our fleet in international waters. Our naval power is hardly a threat to them or to yourself. If the harrassment does not stop, we will have to defend our rights to the international waters.

Singed:
King Carl Von Ericson
The Supreme High King and Ruler of the Kingdom of Xharn..


RADIO TRANMISSION FROM ROYAL XHARNIAN HIGH COMMAND TO THE FLEET MARSHAL OF THE 3RD ROYAL XHARNIAN FLEET....

KING: "You are well out of the Holy Empire's of Xirnium's sea space. Just halt there if the Novacom Fleet fire's upon you. They have started a war in international waters, thus making them aggressors to a sea war."

THE FLEET MARSHAL: "Yes Sir, I will halt our fleet and prepare to hold our ground. The 2nd and 4th fleets are still on there way in case of an attack right?"

KING: "Of course, I would not leave you there alone agaisnt superior enemy numbers."
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The Xharnian Fleet halts they are well outside of Xirnium's sea's and they had it with this constant harrassment plus the bombardment outraged the Xharnian Naval personal. This was international waters not there home sea!

The Battleships, Dreadnoughts, Cruisers, and Destroyers. Train there heavy guns and cruise missiles upon the Incomeing Novacom fleet.

The Submarine's in there already submerged state start prepareing to begin torpedoing there Novacom's advancing ships.

The Carriers had there aircraft preped ready and armed.


The Fleet Marshal sent the reply of the Novacom Fleet, "This is international waters. I will not move from them so you can chase us back to our home port! If you open fire it will be seen as an act of war with you being the aggressors. I have reports that my government is going to have peace talks with the newly recongised nation of Xirnium. I thus offer my ulitmatium stop this harrassment and act civilized or we shall have to fire upon you in self defense."


The Xharnian Royal 3rd Fleet, starts to form into a circle formation with the carriers in the center and the outer shell is made of Destroyers and cruisers.

The Subs start to form on the outer areas of the circle giving them easy fireing range upon every postion along the area.

The Battleships in Dreadnoughts form behind the Destroyers ready to begin bombardment upon the Novacom fleet. It was easy to tell this was a defensive formation...

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The 2nd and 4th fleets had left home port awhile ago to meet up with there sister fleet. They planed to regroup and help escort the already wary 3rd fleet home,

One Mark IV ICBM was set to target Novacom's fleet's location. The ICBM's that were targeting Xirnium and it's cities and military postions now switched and all of them were targeting Novacom's territory. Do to the lack of maps and intel about there nation however the Kingdom planed to randomly launch several Mark III's and IV's at there nation and hoped they damaged enough of there country to destroy there nation as they destroyed Xharn with whatever hellish weapon they possesed.

The King Carl Von Ericson hoped that such force would not be needed but International Waters were vital to trade and if Novacom could harrass Xharnian Naval forces what if they decided to raid Xharnian shipping the Kingdom could not afford such a loss of face on the International stage...

International Ecclesiastical Edict

To: The International Community
From: His Most Worthy High Ecclesiarchy of the Holy Empire of Xirnium

The High Ecclesairchy cautions both the Alignment of Novacom and Kingdom of Xharn to show restraint and move towards a peaceful resolution of the current conflict between them.

High Lady Heather Gilda
Grand Cardinal and Foreign Minister of the Patriarchate of the High Ecclesiarchy

"Admiral we're detedcting unusual readings near the Xharn fleet, Ixion puts it as an Admiral Kukonois fleet, what should we do sir?" with that single sentance Admiral Kenzal would start growling, Admiral Kukonois that filfthy traitor, here of all places and the last thing they needed, it was a dire dilemna, they follow standard procedure and attack the rebels or let them have their way and do what they planned to do in the area, more than likely attack someone.

"order a squadron of Hijir to do a flyby it they can fire a few Stalker's see if we can't make them surface, target only Admiral Kukonois' forces, and transmit this to the Xharn forces Inform them that when they attempted to enter Xirnium waters they forfeited the right to accuse anyone of being the agressor they will return back to their homeland before we tire of them," near the end of the order Reece would have much calmed down his youthful face now a mask of calm.

"Lietenant Tyrus this is Kenzal Squadron control, you are to do a flyover of the Xharn fleet and if possible launch of rockets attacking the Admiral Kukonois forces underwater, you are not to fire on the Xharn unless fired on." echoes over the comm in the cockpit of Lieutenant Tyrus' Vanguard Hijir, "Copy that Kenzal Control, Dalphorus squadron ony m 6 we're moving out," a small strings of affirmative's ring over the comm as a single flight of 30 Hijir would accelerate so close to the Xharn fleet that a single mistake would have caused them to crash into the ships superstructure. round the back of the fleet they for some reason ascend slightly and launch their Shoulder Mounted Stalker Rockets at a target underwater, it certainly wasn't Xharn a Grwat plume of water would rise up, they'd hit something that was fore sure, turning round they'd accelerate back to the fleet again going perilously close to the bridges of the Xharn ships, all part of showing the Xharnians their place.

Novacom Homeland, Dstinus Island

"Sir we're ready to activate the Woodpecker system," would echo across the war room's cavrnoues interior, "very well do it" would be the Suprainister's response.

On the Surface strange apparatus would rise up and the Xharnians would alternatley all over their country detect a pair of almost overpowering transmissions encompassing the entire of their nation and then powerful jamming renerding all but wired communication useless.

OOC: that's part of my missile defence network, I use the Soviet concept opposed to the American Star Wars, it operates on the principal that missiles will have to pass through the net which for want of a better word is a type of energy net it's not really PMT since the Soviets had it during the cold war, once Missiles go through the net Tesla Spheres would then be focused on the target destroying it.

OOC: So let me get this striaght you have placed some kind of E.M.P field around the entire Kingdom of Xharn? Does this interfere with all communications Internaly or Externaly or both?

OOC: sort of my government refers to the system as the Jindrax system yet it's more commonly reffered to as the Woodpecker system by the International community. http://www.cheniere.org/books/ferdelance/s63.htm the slides after that give a little bit of information about it, I'm not planning mind control or plagues merely using the detection element. As for the Jamming it's infrequent and intermittent and it's meant to be such and it interferes with practically everything, it's a similar version to the Military jamming systems I use, it affects internal and external, it was inspired by the conditions in my Territory, frequent Bermuda Triangle like storms which eesentially make Electronic devices useless. If you launch missile's I'll deploy the Jindrax system as illustrated here http://www.cheniere.org/books/ferdelance/s62.htm ,amazing some of the Soviet Technology.

OOC: So in short it just keeps my Navy from contacting my government. It also makes my government have a harder time trying to running the country. Is the effect temporary or is it something that lasts a long time?

OOC: the Jamming I've put up is meant to be annoying more than anything else, so it'll be active for an hour then go away for 2 hours then come back for another hour and off for 2 and so on, the Woodpecker or Jindrax system doesn't have any effect whatsoever on your communications but the second you launch missiles I will know and activate the Jindrax system on them, I never much care for nukes, far too messy I like Damocles better at least it doesn't leave radiation everywhere, even if there is a delay after each shot depending on potency.

Over Highly Encrypted VoIP“We have a decision to make,” said the Grandmaster. Both Marista and Sonya listened quietly to as their uncle spoke. “A person with whom we have established close connections has won the throne of Xharn, but his power hangs by a thread. Do we try to bolster his position to secure our investment, seek to hedge our bets by backing both sides, or simply cut our losses and withdraw?”

“If Novacom were not a factor,” said Sonya, “Our best move would be to back Carl up and then seek to sell him whatever he needs to gain parity with his rivals.”

“But Novacom is a factor,” insisted Maritsa, “And I see no way of removing them from the equation.” Ignoring her twin sister’s icy looks, she continued: “Novacom has taken this confrontation far beyond its original purpose, as Xirnium and Xharn have now agreed to resolve their differences.” She paused, and then delivered her verdict. “I believe that Novacom wants to provoke civil war in Xharn and then take advantage of the chaos to move in and conquer the country.”

“So can we help Xharn force Novacom to back off?” asked the old man.

“As long as Novacom has the edge in strategic systems, no,” replied Maritsa. “Right now they have an energy weapon that can devastate Xharn and an EM shield system that prevents retaliation.”

“We could take Novacom’s Woodpecker system down,” said Sonya simply.

There was silence as Maritsa stared at her twin sister. “Have you gone mad?”

“No, I haven’t,” replied the younger twin tartly. “It’s actually much simpler than you imagine…”OOC: For those unfamiliar with the organisation, Narodna Odbrana is a vast criminal syndicate without any territory it can call its own; consequently, I’ll laugh at the first person who sends troops to its “border”, assembles ships off its “coasts”, or targets its “cities”. The only way to deal with the group is through hacking, espionage, and covert operations.

OOC: Said Energy Weapon is beyond Classified I assume you refer to Damocles if not then I don't have a clue what your talking about :P, Not even Xirnium one of my closest allies knows of it's existence ICly :D And before anyone gets the wrong Impression Admiral Kukonois is not part of Novacom, he is a rogue admiral and a constant thorn in Novacom's side for near 70 years now. Remember you may be a crime Syndicate but that does not make you omniscient you may be able to figure out what the Jindrax system is but you it'll take you time to peg down the rest for what it is after all to an observer it'll just look like 3 broad tranmssion waves chriping over Xharn. Interesting Concept though I like the idea of a Crime Syndicate making trouble :D, gives me something to throw Black Skull Enforcers at and that's something I haven't been able to do until recently. :p

IC: A Transmission would suddenly be put out the world, Suprainister Denteth Tolion would be in fronjt of a podium Novacom Banners hanging behind him, "I call on the Nation of Xharn to return it's forces back to it's territorial waters, we do not seek war, instead we seek to protect our friends of Xirnium, Xharn made the mistake of attempting to infiltrate Xirnium and we mean Infiltrate and as such they will not be allowed to roam the seas near Xirnium, if nessacery we will use force to send them away. Xharn will return to their Territorial Waters at full speed, this is the last warning we shall give or we will use force to safeguard Xirnium. Novacom instead presses Xharn's new king and not be foolish, it is not a thing to be proud of to retreat, especially when it will preserve peace in our time," the signal would cut displaying a Single Novacom Emblem with a single string on the indecipherable Novacom Language.

Underneath Novesia in the Great Catacombs, and underneath them under the Great Archives themselves would be a Place shrouded in darkness, referred to as Keltulas, after the Mystic library of Jindrax the Suprainister would be found, conferring with a group of Black Skull Enforcer Operatives, "You are to go and find out what capabilities Xharn has, get them to withdraw their fleets, I do not want this to come to war but if nessacery we will deal with that nation and set it's house in order, and as for you, I want you to chase up the background of Xharn's new king, the Great Archives makes mention of him being a suspicious character Viginias' words have never been wrong before now go in the Service of Destiny and for a better future," With a salute 4 Black SKull Enforcers would salute and seemingly meld into the darkness itself, pale lights would be cast over the cryptic halls of the Black Skull Enforcers, they would not fail in their mission, they never had and never would, The Suprainister would supress a shudder as he exited the crypt like place that the Black Skull Enforcers had made as their training facility and bastion, he would be careful in exiting however as the place was beyond secret, few in the Novacom Government knew of the place, and even fewer beleived that it actually existed, the possibility of anyone on the outside knowing wasn't even a factor, one thing that was sure though, a great power had just been unleashed on the world and there was no resisting it, not in the slightest.

Back at the Novacom Fleet the squadron of Hijir had returned, and as predicted the Sub-Battleships of that traitor Admiral Kukonois had surfaced and began to atack the nearest thing to them, The Xharn Fleet, Rounds would be loaded in and Blood Guard would race down the corridors of the ships, fierce roars would echo from the ships bridges as the Captains in their fierce and almost primal fury would begin to attack, in the distance they could see a fleet of their sworn enemies, Novacom. On sighting this they would literally ram through the Xharn fleet and begin to attack the Novans instead, all over the ships the alert be sounded.

The Sub-fleet would continue to surface the sheer amount of the dreaded denizens of the depths defied beleif, the fact that Cruisers, Batleships and all other manner of Naval ship were able to submerge and surface at will made them even more terrifying, a great cackling would enemnate off speakers loud and shrill, "Today is a good day for you all to die, We shall break your pitiable fleets and send it to the bottom, and then we shall personally kill your crews one by one it shall be glorious as your screams of pain agaony and despair carry up to the skies, there shall be no escape for you, the Admiral's cause is comming nearer to fruition there can be no stopping it for it already has arrived you shall be ruthlessly slaughtered and your skulls shall serve as dinking mugs for the Blood Guard." the rest of the rehtoric would be lost as the great weapons of the vessels would deploy up and begin hailing down a hellish rain of fire and strange monstrosities known as Torrkens would begin to take off.

OOC: Said Energy Weapon is beyond Classified I assume you refer to Damocles if not then I don't have a clue what your talking about :P, Not even Xirnium one of my closest allies knows of it's existence ICly, although it's reffered to on that slide as woodpecker, we refer to it as the Jindrax system :DOOC: For shame! You post a link to an RL book and then tell us not to read it – or worse still pretend that the information in it is known only to you? It’s called a “Woodpecker” because of the telltale knocking sound that it makes when you listen in on its frequencies. If you’re using such a system, then that same knocking signal will give away the nature of the system you’re using; no special knowledge or inside information is required.Remember you may be a crime Syndicate but that does not make you omniscient you may be able to figure out what the Jindrax system is but you it'll take you time to peg down the nest for what it is.In addition – and again this is clearly in the posted book – the location of the broadcast stations would be known, so we would likely know whose little bird is rat-tat-tatting on the airwaves over Xharn. Again, no secret: if you are using it, and it is having an effect, it isn’t a secret any more, now is it? Interesting Concept though I like the idea of a Crime Syndicate making trouble :D, gives me something to throw Black Skull Enforcers at and that's something I haven't been able to do until recently.:p I’m not at all intimidated.

And I really do suggest that you read the material you linked to. It can and will be used against you in II…

OOC: I thought you were referring to Damocles since you mentioned an energy weapon and Damocles is such a weapon, something that there is nothing whatsoever about in that book. Black Skull Enforcers won't seem that Intimidating yet, but this is gonna be fun all the same hehe.

… a great power had just been unleashed on the world and there was no resisting it, not in the slightest. OOC: Boy, is that cheesy foreshadowing, or what? “I will win and any attempt to stop me is a godmod! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Sure, whatever. Thems that has, does. Thems that don’ts, talks about it.

What the hell is happening out there?

"Admiral, we have reports of unknown forces engaging Novan and Xharn ships out in international waters!"

The aged man stared into the darkening sky. The stars were starting to come out, and hundreds of lights dotted the heavens. Battle had come again, in his old age.

"Admiral? Admiral!"

The commander looked back and said swiftly, "Launch all ready fighters with a anti-shipping loadout, I want those enemy subs destroyed before they can cause major damage to our allies.

"Right away, sir."

Within minutes, the AF-17s and ISF-2s of the fleet began to launch into the air, forming into large delta formations as they accelerated to Mach 3, heading towards the embattled fleets.

OOC: There are 24 aircraft in this flight, 12 ISF-2 fighters and 12 AF-17 attack craft with anti-shipping missiles.

OOC: Not Godmod just theatrics, ICly the Black Skull Enforcers beleive themselves beyond unstoopable they beleive themselves a force of nature. I don't godmod ever, I do however exagerate in the interests of story they have their weaknessess, namely there are very few of them and even then the few there are are so precious loosing even one would be a blow. I detest Godmodding and I don't intend to take it up as a habbit myself, relax this'll be interesting I'm sorry if I jumped down your throat earlier, when your sisters of doom mentioned energy weapon I thought they reffered to Damocles, not the Jindraw "woodpecker" system ok.

General Drejas would roar in rage, he hadn't even begun to make the fools pay, but make them pay he would, The Admiral's dream would not be denied, he would first sink the Xharn as they were closer, then the Novasn and then he would take care of the Velkyans. Nothing could stop the Admiral's plans nothing would, he'd die before that happened, The great Sub-batleship would begin deploying it's earth shattering array of weaponry, "Get the Torrken in the air shoot down those planes, all batteries target the Xharn flagship sink them destroy them, kill them anhilate them get moving NOW NOW NOW," the General would leap up and down like a demon possessed the bridge with it's sinister red glow was a warren of action Blood Guard and regular crewers ran around like mas things, in Fire Control the crewmen would be having an Orgy of destruction the batteries would be blasting at everything that moved, the bloodlust had them now.

On the decks of the Sub-Fleet Torrken would take off their foul forms taking to the air and descend on the Velkyans that had dared to approach them, one Squadron of Torrken barely made it into the air before the Sub-Cruiser they had been on exploded into great ball of light hit by fire from the Xharn fleet. Now was the time for action and the forces of Admiral Kukonois would once more cause havoc and bring great suffering to the world, Torrken would swarm through the air, rattling round afer round in pursuit of the Velkyans the rest would be intent on destroying the Xharn while yet more moved to engage the Novacom Hijir.

Oversized Toperdo's would be fired from the Subfleet in all directions, but all aimed at vessels be they Xharnian or Novan, they contained the dreaded Blood Guard, armed to the teeth and ready for a massacre, the toperdos that would impact would unleash a bunch of blood thirsty beserkers on an unsuspecting crew, the sheer ferocity of the Blood Guard defied beleif the fact that they had been crammed into SCUBA Gear and then into Torpedos was scary enough but then allowing themslevs to be launched at enemy ships that was anothert matter entirely. A small splinter force would ramp up to full speed in the direction of the Velkyans forces, it would seem that they were intent on preventing the 3 forces from linking up.

On the Kenzal a moment of shock had halted things, for a moment the size of the Sub-fleet had been beyond beleif, no-one had known that Admiral Kukonois had had that capacity to mass produce those terrors of the depths. The shock hadn't lasted long, Communications buzzed throughout the fleet bolstered by IXION the Novacom Hijir blasted into combat as the fleet atempted to drive through the Xharnians, they must engage their hated enemy, destroying Admiral Kukonois transcended all other Military protocol and Admiral Kenzal was eager to execute this the most hallowed of Novacom regulations, the Novacom Battle fleet would open fire and begin trading blow for blow rounds with the fleet, the nightmare had just begun, but would anybody wake up from it?

OOC: Not Godmod just theatrics, ICly the Black Skull Enforcers beleive themselves beyond unstoopable they beleive themselves a force of nature. I don't godmod ever, I do however exagerate in the interests of story they have their weaknessess, namely there are very few of them and even then the few there are are so precious loosing even one would be a blow. I detest Godmodding and I don't intend to take it up as a habbit myself, relax this'll be interesting I'm sorry if I jumped down your throat earlier, when your sisters of doom mentioned energy weapon I thought they reffered to Damocles, not the Jindraw "woodpecker" system ok.

General Drejas would roar in rage, he hadn't even begun to make the fools pay, but make them pay he would, The Admiral's dream would not be denied, he would first sink the Xharn as they were closer, then the Novasn and then he would take care of the Velkyans. Nothing could stop the Admiral's plans nothing would, he'd die before that happened, The great Sub-batleship would shudder and tremor as the Velkyan missiles slammed into the sides of the behemoth, "Get the Torrken in the air shoot down those planes, all batteries target the Xharn flagship sink them destroy them, kill them anhilate them get moving NOW NOW NOW," the General would leap up and down like a demon possessed the bridge with it's sinister red glow was a warren of action Blood Guard and regular crewers ran around like mas things, in Fire Control the crewmen would be having an Orgy of destruction the batteries would be blasting at everything that moved, the bloodlust had them now.

On the decks of the Sub-Fleet Torrken would take off their foul forms taking to the air and descend on the Velkyans that had dared to attack them, one Squadron of Torrken barely made it into the air before the Sub-Cruiser they had been on exploded into great ball of light. Now was the time for action and the forces of Admiral Kukonois would once more cause havoc and bring great suffering to the world, Torrken would swarm through the air, rattling round afer round in pursuit of the Velkyans the rest would be intent on destroying the Xharn while yet more moved to engage the Novacom Hijir.

Oversized Toperdo's would be fired from the Subfleet in all directions, but all aimed at vessels be they Velkyan, Xharnian or Novan, they contained the dreaded Blood Guard, armed to the teeth and ready for a massacre, the toperdos that would impact would unleash a bunch of blood thirsty beserkers on an unsuspecting crew, the sheer ferocity of the Blood Guard defied beleif the fact that they had been crammed into SCUBA Gear and then into Torpedos was scary enough but then allowing themslevs to be launched at enemy ships that was anothert matter entirely.

On the Kenzal a moment of shock had halted things, for a moment the size of the Sub-fleet had been beyond beleif, no-one had known that Admiral Kukonois had had that capacity to mass produce those terrors of the depths. The shock hadn't lasted long, Communications buzzed throughout the fleet bolstered by IXION the Novacom Hijir blasted into combat as the fleet atempted to drive through the Xharnians, they must engage their hated enemy, destroying Admiral Kukonois transcended all other Military protocol and Admiral Kenzal was eager to execute this the most hallowed of Novacom regulations, the Novacom Battle fleet would open fire and begin trading blow for blow rounds with the fleet, the nightmare had just begun, but would anybody wake up from it?


OOC: Three things.

Number one: My aircraft are still en route and haven't even armed their missiles yet.

Number two: My fleet is quite far away, a few hundred miles at least.

Number three: What is God's name is a Torrken?

OOC: Torrken are the source of all Evil in Diri E I G Ignen lore, they store all evil that is spread within themselves, eventually they shatter because of too much evil and the fragments reach our world and give birth to beings of pure evil (Admiral Kukonois and his descendants are thought now widely to be such beings along with a good deal of his forces), the namesake has been given to the Mobile Suit unit of Admiral Kukonois' Forces, it's inferior to the Hijir but the piloting is often superior as Admiral Kukonois forces are always in battle with some enemy, essentially it looks like a large flying red mechanical daemon, and I'll tweak it to reflect the problems, with the distance and the torpdeoing of Blood Guard.

Mobile Suit is pushing it, but what type of armament does it have?

these arn;t fantastic in terms of Armnament, 50mm assault cannon and about 10 Hellriser All purpose missiles, like I said earlier their main superiority are their Pilots, and Novacom uses Mobile Suits as well, more capable ones and remember they're possible in PMT.

50 miles away from Novan and Xharn Fleets

The roar of jet engines filled the air as the two dozen fighters of the Navy zipped towards their targets. Picking up altitude, the AF-17 locked onto the enemy submarines and released their hypersonic ASMs at 40,000 feet. The missiles dropped, sucking in air, then, in a unison, their SCRAM jet engines kicked in, sending the missiles to a blinding speed of over Mach 7.

"This is Sysco 3, I'm picking up multiple RADAR contacts on my scope, copy?"

The lead aircraft of Sysco (the ISF-2 sqaudron) responded, "Roger that, I'm picking up the same, looks like our welcoming commitee. Sysco 9 thru 12, stay with the AF-17s, allow them to get another volley off. The rest of you, follow me, we're ascending to 80,000 feet, then we'll pounce them, over?"

The others in his sqaudron responded with a, "Yes, sir".

"Good, lets do this."

The 8 attacking ISF-2s broke off and kicked in their own SCRAMs, as they shot off at hypersonic speed into the heavens. Arming their QMAAMs and LRAAMs, they preparing to engage the enemy aircraft from above, an angle they could not anticipate. A feminine voice belonging to their AWACs, Zenith 9, filled their radios.

"Alright, Sysco, you are cleared to engage, fire at will."

"You heard the girl, fire at will, let's take these fuckers down!"

"Sysco 4, Fox 3!"

"Sysco 2, Fox 2!"

"Sysco 6, Fox 3!"

A rain of AAMs surged forth from the squadron, headed straight towards the rebel mobile suits.

OOC: The Sub-Fleet is made up of standard ships that all possess the capability to go underwater, I beleive another PMT nation uses them as well but they're pretty rare.

The Pilots of the Torrkens would accelerate pushing their units ominously close to their limits, they may not be as high tech as the Velkyans but they would make up for it in sheer numbers, All Over Admiral Kukonois Forces would be surging forward in every Direction intent on pushing the forces into seperate pockets they couldn't afford to allow them to link up.

An entire Squadron of Torrken's would be atrgetted by the Velkyans missiles but only 13 of the orioginal 30 would survive, they had just barely manouevered out of the way in time, instead the Squadrons were forming up into layers, intent on sandwhiching the Velkyans and destroying them with sheer numbers the pilots were weaving and dodging through the air making it hell for a good traget lock to be had, these Monstrosities may be on their way out but the were certainly dangerous.

The Great Sub-Battleship would rock to the side as the missiles plowed into the side, the cannons would soar into the sky exploding the hull would ripple and burn and screaming figures would be sent flying up into the air, screams of fury and rage can be heard an almost inhuman growl. The destruction of one of the 30 Sub Battleships had taken some of the cockiness out of the Flotilla but that fast changed, Sub- Destroyers and Sub-Frigates arrayed themsleves round in defence circles around the core of the flotilla, which was splitting into three distinct groups, one for each force, around them outer shells of support ships would sheild the precious Sub Battleships and the Single Sub Dreadnought at the heart of each sub-flotilla, the Sub Destroyers and Frigates would lay down a withering Anti Air Barrage, they were determined not to let anything else through, even as the Flotillas accelerated at their targets with eager speed shots were already being made, while the ones at the Velkyan fleet were innacurate they were still quite happy to Launch Grendal Long Range Missiles at the fleet, as far as they were concerned no matter what the enemy did they couldn't be defeated, the loss of a few ships already hadn't slowed them down. indeed it had spurred them on, and startlingly even more Torrken were being launched, vast ships that were surely Sub-Carriers continued to launch Squadron after Squadron of the things, there seemed no end to them.

Novacom Comodore Hijir were shot down with ease, they were simply to outdated even compared to the Torrken, but Elite Hijir more than made up for it, they were engaged in a furious aerial battle in an attempt to keep air superiority over their fleet, they were being thrown back although well motivated the battle frenzy of Admiral Kukonois forces was possessed of almost supernatural strength and vigour. On the Bridge of the Kenzal, the Admiral would be slamming his fists down on the command table, "Curse that hell ridden man, who would have known that he had the capacity to build ships never mind this many, Send out that Squadron on Loan from Air Armada Erotos, let's see the Vindicators and Nocturne in action" he had clean forgotten that they were already in the air and awaiting the order to attack, the order was given and they would go screaming into action. Playtime was over and the gloves were off.

The Sub-Fleets would further intensify their assaults, attacks from their batteries were furious it seemed as if the fires of heel were pouring forth from the sinister ships, surely this was not happening it didn't seem possible. "That's right Kill, Kill, Kill them all" General Drejas would roar as he was thrown from his perch at the command deck, something had hit his battleship and he would make someone pay, "You there, instruct the Jelzap and the Dopol that they are to Ram the Velkyan Carriers, full speed." The General would sinsiterly begin to cackle lapping the blood from his sliced fingers with a possessed grin, Blood Guard would run down to the lower decks and prepare for another volley of strikes, already they had managed to get some forces onto the Novacom ships, now they would try for the Velkyans the torpedos they were in would be off far greater range than the others, but be far more dangerous to themselves, they thought nothing of it, life was cheap but it was only good if you died taking down 5 of the enemy it was their way, this was how they lived, for the song of combat and the symphony of death and destruction.

"Scratch one!” exclaimed the pilot of Romeo 7 as he watched his missile deal the death blow to an enemy battleship. He weaved through the layers of enemy AAA fire, his AF-17 taking a few cannon hits which flattened themselves against the tough armor of the aircraft. He went in low, loosing 2 more missiles at an enemy carrier, their smoke clouds heading straight for the flattop. His buddies had equal success, as wave after wave of anti-shipping missiles flew towards the enemy carriers. The ISF-2s had similar luck, as they decimated dozens of enemy mechs over the fleets. Sysco Leader then saw the enemy mechs trying to form up to flank his formation. Speeding out of the combat zone, his aircraft turning, releasing a barrage of 24 ALRAAMs (Advanced Long Range Air to Air Missiles) into the enemy.

"This is Sysco Leader to Liberty's Light, requesting reinforcements; we are heavily outnumbered by enemy mobile suits!"

"Roger that, Sysco, we are scrambling another Valkyrie squadron to assist you. ETA is five minutes."

"Over and out, Liberty."

Meanwhile, at the Velkyan fleet's outer edges, the SONAR detectors of the dreadnought Fremantle began to pick up faint traces of several submarines headed towards the fleet. It began to alert the other ships as it launched a few salvos of torpedoes from its revolver launchers. They sunk a bit, and then kicked into gear, streaking towards the contacts, homing in on their aural signature. Suddenly, the alarms on the bridge of the Fremantle began to blare. A young RADAR officer yelled over the noise.

"Incoming missiles, sir, opening Phalanx fire!"

The 30mm CICW cannons on the ship and its surrounding FAD escorts opened up, as small launchers began spewing dozens of small guided rockets at the incoming missiles. The thick fire from the fleet could not stop the missiles, and one slammed into a turret of the Fremantle, causing the turret to split open, disabling it. Another streaked over, it, exploding near a FAD ship. The captain shouted out orders to his crew, and radioed the admiral.

“Get repair crews down to Turret A, I want the magazine sealed off, ASAP, open fire with the VLS tubes!”

Within seconds, hundreds of two stage anti-shipping missiles screamed into the heavens, targeting the enemy carriers and dreadnoughts. A second torpedo salvo from the Fremantle headed towards the enemy SONAR contacts as aircraft from the Liberty’s Light zoomed towards the action.

OOC: If you have it, use a spellchecker, it's getting a bit difficult to make out what you are saying. No offense meant. :D

OOC: that's ok I just tend to let it flow

"WHY DON'T THOSE DARN THINGS DIE ALL READY OPEN FIRE ALL BATTERIES FILL THE SKY SHOOT THEM DOWN KILL KILL KILL," General Drejas would strech out the Last kill sounding derranged and mad, he would storm over and below orders, The crew shook in fear their legs quivered their fierce countenaces whitnened and their eyes widnened, they had seen the General like this before, and as colour returned to their hateful countenances and they all stalked through the ships corridors, the last time the General had been this way an Entire Fleet group had been sank by the Generals insight.

The Anti Air Fire Intensified great walls of assorted Gun and Missile fire would be put up by the Sub-Frigates and Sub-destroyers, so much so that it would be near impossible to get close without taking heavy losses, all the while yet more Torrken were still launching, something was a miss however though, surely with this many being launched by now they should have ran out but they hadn't.

The Torrken dueling with the Velkyan air force would recoil and strech their arms and flex their shoulders launching their Rockets at the Velkyans sheer numbers would begin to take their toll especially with an increasing amount of Anti Air fire being launched in the form of flak, 27mm Anti Air and rockets being launched in a startling speed and accuracy.

The Ships would shudder but continue hurtling towards the Velkyan fleet unabated, it would take more than what the Velkyan fighters had left now to stop them. the 2 Sub-Destroyers sent to do a kamikazee wold only accelerate some torpedos would hit yes but that wasn't about to stop them, it may have done heavy damage but the engines still worked and the Launch tubes were still intact as every single piece of ordinance they had was launched at either the Velkyan Carriers or Batleships.

By now the Sub-Dreadnoughts had gotten within range their powerful guns ranging on the Velkyan Ships blasting away aiming to make the hardtops of the Velkyan carriers unfit for take off or landing, they'd already had to suffer reduced launching capacity tahnkfully the Torrken were almost VTOL, unlike their more advanced cousins the Hijir which were completly VTOL. the Torrken were swarming the Velkyans and the Novans. the Vindicators and especially the Nocturne were carving up vast numbers simply because they completly and totally outclassed them but there simplt wrn't enough to make a difference, the Nocturne would hurtle straight into a mass of Torrken and let loose with a collosal Laser Barrage wipoing out an entire squadron before swooping over a frantically fire AA battery on the Kenzal which saw to the units tailing the Nocture.

Something had to give the battle was intensifying and Admiral Kukonois' forces were not letting up, already Blood Guard had managed to infiltrate Velkyan Novan and Xharn ships and were running riot, sabotaging the ships they had inflitrated or caputring them. A vast explosion would take place ion the Novacom fleet as a Dreadnought would explode and sink down to the bottom mournfully, Things were getting worse, and all hope of victory was fading fast, if only reinforcements could arrive in some form or another.

OOC: I'm ignoring the Blood Guard, as they have not yet provided a way to get on my ships nor have even tried to.

IC: "Sir, enemy torpedoes have been detected, firing supercavitating guns!"

The ships shuddered as they opened up with their underwater CICW defense systems, destroying and disabling any torpedoes that got close. Regardless, a FAD ship was struck, destroying it in a ball of fire. It's loss was soon avenged, as the large ETC guns of the fleet began to fire, sending the
18" shells screaming towards the enemy.

The CICW fire from the Velkyan fleet was so intense that several enemy shells were detonated in air, creating massive fireballs above the battle. Another salvo of cruise missiles erupted from the fleet, sending waves of supersonic death towards the enemy. The Fremantle began to fire off its entire arsenal of torpedoes as the enemy subs drew closer. On small launchers on deck, huge depth charges began to rocket from the hull, intent on cracking the enemy subs.

The Liberty's Light was struck by an enemy shell in its side, ripping a small but deep hole in it. The Zora and the Catfish, the two Hunter II SSNs of the fleet, began to send waves of torpedoes at the enemy fleet from miles away, as the Archer IIIs fired off dozens of Harpoon III anti-shipping missiles at the approaching rebels.

Meanwhile, in the skies over the Novan fleet, the air battle intensified. An AF-17 was caught by a 30mm cannon burst, which tore through its wing, ripping it from the aircraft. It spiraled out of control, as the pilot ejected over a Novan carrier. As the AF-17s retreated, they flew past a fresh wave of ISF-2Ns, Lojak Sqaudron. The now 24 fighters began to retreat at hypersonic speed, arming their entire missile load.

They then ascended, reaching over 90,000 feet. They then looked down on the enemy mechs approaching them. They loosed their remaining missiles, pouring over 200 missiles at the enemy mobile suits before jetting away to escort the AF-17s.

‘Just what in the hell is going on out there?’ asked Lord Admiral Fridor Moand, watching the alarming situation depicted on his tactical display screens. The powerful Xirnium 1st Battle Squadron, which contained the brand new H44-class heavy battleships, pride of the Xirnium Navy, had been on active patrol ever since the Xharnian crisis had ended, and was now watching the latest outbreak of fighting with grim foreboding. It seemed that a major naval battle was occurring in the Erthern Sea which bordered Holy Xirnium (and not too far away from the Battle Squadrons current position) involving ships from no less then three different nations.

‘I’m.. not quite sure, sir. From the looks of it the Xharnians and Velkyans are engaging the Novans, and the Novans appear to be fighting with themsleves, or at least with another nation that utilises mobile suits,’ explained the Lieutenant, listening to intercepted transmission that described the horrifyingly intense naval skirmish being played out.

‘Novans fighting amongst themselves?’ repeated the Admiral in disbelief, thinking intently. ‘But surely.. go to General Quarters immediately, Lieutenant. Go to General Quarters!’ yelled the Admiral, realising what was occuring.

Immediately klaxons began to scream out over the ships as General Quarters was called, and the Xirnium 1st Battle Squadron made ready for war. Navy personnel rushed to their battle positions quickly as the massive 21-inch guns of the HMW Gargantuan, an H44-class vessel and flagship of the squadron, prepared to fire.

As if by choreography the frighting monsters that where the H44-class battleships flawlessly assumed a columnar formation, surging ahead through the crashing waves at flank speed. At this time of the year the icy Erthern Sea was quite tempestuous, and heavy sleet began to descend on the Battle Squadron. On an aircraft carrier steaming ahead nearby Rafale navy fighters where already screaming off the runway to provide aerial cover for the squadron.

‘Notify the Xirnium Admiralty immediately of the current situation and request orders, Lieutenant,’ the fleet commander ordered grimly. 'Admiral Kukonois is here.'


++To Admirals Moand and Patritsia, 1st Battle Squadron and 4th Crusader High Seas Fleet, respectively++

From: Fleet Admiral High Lady Eleni Kaitlin, Xirnium Navy General Staff

Message Reads:

Proceed immediately and with all possible haste to XN Grid Coordinates AK-54 and link up. Admiral Kukonois’ fleet is not, I say again, not to come within 200 nautical miles of Holy Xirnium. All Kukonois units are to be considered extremely hostile and elliminated with extreme prejudice, you are cleared to engage on sight.

Should the rouge Novan fleet attempt to approach Holy Xirnium you have full clearance to use Enigma IX torpedoes and W-JD64 shells to neutralise the threat. In all other cases refrain from using these weapons because of the extreme danger they pose to allied warships engaging Kukonois’ armada at close range.

Good luck, commanders.

Message Ends.

Deep in the bowels of the Sub-Balltship Flagship Genreal Drejas, in the depths of battle lust would begin to reveal his unholy plan, he had just delivered a long and rousing speech to the 17th Blood Guard Battle Brigade, which was stalking, nay running off to their units, the entire crew was revitalised with renewed purpose, the entire force was poised to deal a deathblow the felt it in their bones, a vast ship had just surfaced this one defied beleif it's size and scale defied all mortal reckoning, it was one of 3 Super Sub Ships, the terror the the seas a titan of the depths and the scourge of the surface, without further aod it began launching the new Torrken 2's, unlike the Vindicator however these were already in mss production. The Torrkens 2's would swarm into the air their monstrous forms instantly distinguishable from Novan Mobile suits.

"The End of the world is nigh for you now, we have won and you shall all die, surrender or prepare to meet your makers, you cannot stand against us, at last victory eternal awaits us and we nshall carve empire out of your nations and the name of our admiral shall transcend the stars themselves as our cause shall wash over the entire world encompassing every man woman and child under the yoke for now and forever, today is a day of history the awakening of a new power and the rising of a new Empire, The Empire of THe Glorious, the Just, The Mighty, Invincible and Inevitable Admiral Kukonois." would be blasted over every avilable transmission frequency despite the heroic efforts of the Novacom ships the power of such a tranmission was almost ungodly. THe Voice of General Drenjal would continue on to a symphony of screams of agony and tormet and sloshing of blood. THe Entire fleet would charge at it's enemies at full speed, blasting away with every single weapon, rockets torpedo's 26" ETC cannons, missiles and more. The sky would be bloted out as the heavens would open and rain down a hail of odrinance on Velkyan, Novan Xharnian and now Xirnumite forces.

The Vast Sub-Batleships daubed in a blood red, their command towers like a grasping hand as if to block out the sun itself, the batteries would rise up like hateful spiders, and all throughout the fleet pure malice emenated from all of the hateful ships, all of them sleek and deadly, able to surface and submerge at will, they could out-fight anything on or under the surface.

Mechnicians would run to seal the breeches while Enforcers would fight hand to hand with Blood Guard, the mutual hatred was evident, they both hated each other, no it was more than that is ran far deeper as if heaven and hell were themselves conflicting, great screams would echo and emenate as either Blood Guard or Enforcer met their grisly end. the Novacom fleet seemed possessed by an unholy rage they had lost ships now and they were under attack from inside their own fleet, the order was given and they began to focus on each enemy ship one by one, a Sub-Batleship already listing to the side from numerous Velkyan attacks would explode viloently the fragments soaring through the air slicing through Torrken and more than likely a fair few Velkyans, with the advent of that new behemoth the fleet changed it's priorities, taking out the protective shell of Sub-Destroyers and Sub-Frigates which were protecting the core's for the fleets's. Every single Mobile Suit the fleet had was launched, the Hijir Assault would launch their collosal Missiles at the unsuspecting ships before almost instantly being shot down by Torrken which in turn would be chased down by Vanguard Hijir.

Blow after Blow would be exchanged and with an unholy grin and a menacing cackle General Drejas would give the order, "Press the attack destroy them all, Kill them all and waste them all!" the force that had been assigned to destroy the Velkyans while yes had undergone a withering bombardment had arrived and would begin to trade blows with the fleet, although the 2 sub-destroyers had been wrecked yet more Sub-Destroyers would now attempt to ram the Velkyans the proximity would limit their reaction times, and just in case they would begin firing every single piece of ordinace, on the surface Sub Cruisers would launch massive Missile after missile, everyone of them aimed at the command decks of the ships, cut off the brain and let the body blled to death, that was their plan.

"Those fools think they can make a difference? Send Captain Igowa and his force to punish the fools, we cannot be denied now," General Drejas would look truly magnificent he had donned full battledress, his magnificent shoulders seemingly clawed at the air around him, his very being demanded attention this was a man possessed ot true inspiration. All over the ship Blood Guard would run to their tasks as the entire fleet shook and shudderd with the collosal bombardments that was taking place, both sending and receiving, in less than a minute over 3,000 guns 10,000 missiles and 5,000 torpedo's would be launched at all enemies, Torrken and Torrken 2 would be overwhelming everywhere, the Velkyans defences were holding them back but not for long, soon like the Novan fleet they would be fighting for their very lives, Torrken would accelerate intent on kamikazing into the brdiges or hangars or anything if importance, all the while the earthshattering bombardment would continue, anything and everything that moved was a target even as ships of Admiral Kukonois fleet would break and crack it seemed only to make things worse as the unholy armies would seem to be taunted by this and fight ever more ferociously.

"Admiral we have some new contacts on the board, one of them is massive registering only as NAWCF X-0001A Jindrax, as well as 4 unknowsn, wait we're getting a signal from them as well NAWCUP X-013A Judgement, NAWCUP X-014A Liberator, NAWCUP X-018A Freedom and NAWCUP X-020A Justice as well as a whole fleet of NAWCU-802 Ensign Vindicators," would be shouted up from the crew pits, Admiral Kenzal was in shock, the Destiny Force had been deployed, it was only fitting, with the surfacing of the Grendal Supership, that Novacom bring out it's own prototype weapons.

"lower bow pitch angle twenty load all Missile tubes with Pilderivers, bring Ixion online, Scramble all units, deploy Vasulot and Genheran. Begin conncetions to Damocles Cannon, monitor pressure within the cylinder." All over the Bridge of the Jindrax preparations and checks would be made, this was their first combat mission, and it had been pulled together hastily to reinforce Admiral Kenzal, Captain Parcia was more than a little nervous, Jindrax had barely been completed and already to battle. THe Giant ship would accelerate through the Air Vindicators continuing to rocket out of the Launch catapults, "shipwide broadcast, The Jindrax is going into battle now against Admiral Kukonois, do well to remember your training and do your best, The Admiral must be stopped at all costs," The Captain would nod her hod and the transmission would be cut, "Target their Battleships, Vasulot's fire" From down in tactical control orders would be issued, "Set Stalker's to fire at will Craiden's ready, fire all aft missile tubes and prepare to fire again, now fire," Colonel Tolloa would bellow out his orders, the ship would begin to slow down and let loose a barrage from behind the Judgement and Liberator would work in tandem weaving a path of destruction, it did not take lonf got the Torrken to react and their element of suprise was limited, the battle was only truly beginning.

OOC: It's physically impossible for two destroyers to survive a barrage of hundreds of torpedoes and a wave of DCs from a massive dreadnought.

IC:

"Sir, incoming transmission!"

"The End of the world is nigh for you now, we have won and you shall all die, surrender or prepare to meet your makers, you cannot stand against us, at last victory eternal awaits us and we nshall carve empire out of your nations and the name of our admiral shall transcend the stars themselves as our cause shall wash over the entire world encompassing every man woman and child under the yoke for now and forever, today is a day of history the awakening of a new power and the rising of a new Empire, The Empire of THe Glorious, the Just, The Mighty, Invincible and Inevitable Admiral Kukonois."

The bridge of the Liberty's Light went silent. Amongst the raging battle, the commanding ship's bridge was devoid of any noise. Finally, a comm officer spoke up.

"What's our responce, sir?"

The Admiral looked not scared or pale, but defiant. He walked over to the comm. station, oblivious to an enemy missile that had just flown by the bridge, decoyed by the FAD ships jammers. Another Jalik II was struck, listing heavily as it fired off a final salvo of missiles at the enemy fleet. He opened a frequency on all channels.

"This is Admiral Joesef Vostok of the V.S.S. Liberty's Light. You will never defeat the glory of the Allied Union, you wretched demon. You will never extinguish the light of freedom. Although this fleet may be sunk, you will never sink our righteous desire of liberty.

Rage, rage, against the dying of the light.

Liberty's Light out."

The pilots of the Velkyans seemed galvanized by this speech. The massive guns of the dreadnought rang true, as shells rained down on the demon fleet. Jalik IIs began a rain of torpedoes, as ISF-2Ns descended from the heavens, their pilots determined to destroy every last enemy mobile suit in sight. Even the heavily damaged Fremantle, which began to list, was defiantly firing it's guns as it's crew began to evacuate. The Liberty's Light, whose Flight Deck A was put out of commission by an enemy shell, still launched it's fighters and attackers, ready to hold till the last man. The word was put out to the High Command, a orbital barrage from an orbiting Rod Cannon battlestation was begining to fire, as tungsten rods rained down on the attacking fleet.

Meanwhile, the Archer IIIs of the fleet prepared the last resort weapon of the fleet, ten plasma reaction missiles, which could destory any ship with a single blow. The heavily armored missiles and their bright red tips emerged from their launch tubes, awaiting the order to fire.

The order came. In a flourish, the ten missiles launched, as long trails of smoke followed between them. Aimed at the ten largest ships in the enemy fleet, they could destroy a battleship in one strike, let alone a carrier or crusier.

OOC2: The total ordinance fired at your fleet is:

144 18" ETC shells
1,531 Harpoon III anti-shipping missiles
300 Firefly Mk. I hyperveloctiy air launched AS missiles
2,191 5" inch ETC shells
672 torpedoes
51 depth charges
12 tungesten rods, which can disable a superdreadnought with a direct hit.
102 10,000 pound anti-shipping bunkerbusting bombs
10 plasma reaction missiles, each with 10 mini-warheads which can destory an enemy capital ship and any aircraft up to 5,000 feet.

The Wolf Brigade had moved on since their last encounter with the earlier war widow, but during the time it took them to avoid various security patrols, Secret police units and Inquisitorial Detachments, Over all these were the Trained Elite of the Corporations military, The Wolf Brigade, soley trained for espionage and counter ops, these Soldiers were only ever released against an Enemy when the Corporation was waging a Secret war, for all Intents and Purposes the Wolf Brigade Did Not Exist

The Team had split up, renting apartments and pretty much disappearing, the team had forged passes and various documents so that they could effectively blend in with Xirnium peoples, the only difference would by their above average height and physique.

For now the laid low, Moving to and fro between the population, Functioning as ordered to do, for these weren't the automons of The Capitol Police, But rather volunteers who sought to join the human ranks of the Military as officers and Generals, to do so required service in the Wolf Brigade, only the strongest, and bravest of all citizens joined this elite rank, it is the only Kraven Military force to be completly free thinking, however they still maintained the strict doctrines and the unconditional servitude to the Corporation, the only difference being the would their initiative in times like rather than await orders...

OCC: I apologise that time does not permit a more detailed post, but I’ll do my best.

Admiral Moand, commander of the Xirniumite 1st Battle Squadron stood on the quarterdeck of the HMW Gargantuan grimly, having to hold down his officers’ cap to prevent it being blown away by the torrential rain and wind. Weather conditions had gotten significantly worse since the battle had begun and visibility was poor. The H44-class battleships crashed through the gigantic waves, sending fine spray showering over the ship, while the smaller vessels of the Squadron did their best to weather the storm and keep up with the behemoths.

Long range missile’s from Admiral Kukonois’ cursed armada rained down on the Xirniumite squadron, which greeted them in turn with rapid 37 and 20mm CIWS fire and anti-missile missiles, which streaked up into the heavens to collide with their targets in searing explosions of light. At this extreme range the threat from Kukonois’ anti-ship fire was not great, and many of those missiles that got through the anti-missile shield missed their targets, screaming past at alarming close distance. Occasionally a ship was hit, and while a monstrous H44 might shrug of a hit to its main belt those that impacted with the smaller frigates and destroyers tore gaping holes in them, penetrating decks and exploding deep in the hull.

Still.. the battle is going fine for the moment, thought the Admiral darkly, as a Rafale flight screamed low over the superstructure of his flagship, ever vigilant against any threat. ‘Return fire!’ he bellowed, as a flood of anti-shipping missiles tore out of their tubes and blasted towards the Novacom fleet at frightening speed.

‘Admiral, a message from the 4th High Seas Fleet!’ screamed a Lieutenant Commander over the howl of the winter storm, lightening flashing in the distance.

I hope she isn’t delayed getting here, Lord Admiral Moand thought, concerned that the Admiral of the High Seas Fleet might have run into difficulties. Snatching the print-out from the Lieutenant Commander he struggled to read its smudged words, the wet paper tearing in his hands as icy sleet and biting wind lashed at it. A bold plan.. and it might just work, he thought skeptically.

‘Mr Hudson? I want the Squadron to divert to heading 003 immediately,’ shouted the Admiral, fighting to be heard. In this veritable tempest not even the massive H44-class battleships could help but rock and pitch about on the tortured surface. ‘Hopefully we can draw some of Kukonois’ ships out, and maybe even cross their “T”! Continue firing long range missiles at the enemy!’

'Yes sir!' yelled Lieutenant Commander Hudson, relieved that he would be getting out of the rain and back inside the command bridge.

although the 2 sub-destroyers had been wrecked yet more Sub-Destroyers would now attempt to ram the Velkyan.

OOC: they were destroyed try reading through all of my posts clearly, as you haven't mentioned which fleet as the flotilla has seperated up into several, most of which are enmeshed in either Xharn, Novan yours or spread out over a wide area I'll loose a quarter of the Velkyan atack force half of the force atacking my fleet, and a small reserve floitlla that had began surfacing in the rear, all in all about a quarter give or take of the combat strength there. Try not to get too carried away though :P Admiral Kukonois is not part of Novacom and hasn't been since the end of World War 2 By now he has his own sovereign state his loyal followers having set up a great automtaed industrial base from which to wage a war of conquest, however this is unknown to anyone hence why it's such a suprise that such a vast fleet has been deployed.

IC: "Admiral Josef I thank your for the compliment, I look forward to mounting your head on the wall of my office, it will look good nezt to Admiral Telkurus, Vondujel Hassruen and all my other trophies, Freedom and justice shines from our glorious admiral as a beacon of hope to you fools, we are the forces of freedom now sie by righteous fire and descend down to Valgen." General Drejas would cackle in response the entire crew had laughed at the farcical response, that laughter had gone on even while the orbital bombardment had begun, something else was about to be unleashed, from the deck of the Grendal a great monstrosity would rise up, it seemed like a giant flying metallic serpant, not just one 6 melded together at the tail and for a head a monstrous skull with 6 holes where their should have been eyes, the entire thing glowed red as it rose up it's terrible form a sight to behold, the thing would hover, as if waiting for an order, "Unleash the Demon of Valgen and show them that the Admiral's cause cannot be stopped nor halted, Prepare for the final assault, we will crush these insects and take their skulls as mugs for their blood," a great bellow and shout of pure evil and malice would go up the time was now and the batle would reach a new level of ferocity. The ship would shudder again as the last eddies of the Velkyan Orbital assault finished their job, having only managed to wipe out a quarter of the forces they had managed to but a damper on the vile General's plans, but this would be temporary as hell itself would destroy them.

THe Valgen the order given would accelerate shreiking at the Velkyans a hellish light emenating from the thing the heads on long stalk like necks would flail around blasting everything that moved with lasers anything fired at it would either melt and be useless by the vast amount of heat enemated from the thing or would be evaded by the pilots of the monstrosity, which by now was fully deployed, it was a collosal thing it would glow a great shade of red as it hurtled at the Vlkyan fleet at blistering speed, laser fire would pour from the thing when abruptly it would dive under the sea go deep and then twirl back out, steam rising off it, it would charge once more and make to plow straight through the first carrier it could see, firing at anything and everything that moved, the shatered reserves of the fleet would also move forward to support the damaged force that had been deployed against the Velkyans, they'd been hit hard, but not hard enough to go down, yes they'd lost ships but they wern't about to give up.

"Piledriver's Fire" the activty of the bridge of the Jindrax was intense, they'd attracted a whole swarm of Torrken 2's the things wern't letting up defence stations had been deployed and were giving it their all, Stalker Rockets had been fired and cut down droves but there seemed to be even more to replace even one of the things, "get me Ensign Krinal," Captain Parcia would shout, she'd been shaked round considerably, fortunatly the Velkyans orbital bombardment had helped strip some of the enemies protective shell of Frigates and Corvettes but there was still a major threat to the ship, hails of missiles and cannon blasts were exchanged between the 2 forces while Vindicators would soar through the air, the sky was their's they had the numbers to succeed here and force a local victory, that is if they didn't have anymore of those hateful Valgen's being prepped the things were ungoly difficult to destroy, a lieutenant from the front would shout "captain" as they were put through to Ensign Jon Krinal, the Pilot of Judgement, "Ensign Krinal you and a squadron of Vindicators will go attack the force going after the Xirnimites," The young ensign would reply simply with, "Yes Ma'am" and cut the transmission.

A squadron of Vindicators would form up behind the Judgement and go screaming after the substantial force that had been deployed, they couldn't do much to stop it, but they could soften it up, which would become a fairly difficult task as Torrken 2's and Torrken 1's would begin to take off in droves, and commence a mid air duel.

Meanwhile everwyehere the Kukonian forces would be pushing harder and harder they would make everyone pay for the Velkyans attacks, EVERYONE. another pair of Valgen's would begin to launch as well, another for the Velkyans and one would go screaming away to to support the attack against the Xirnumites, that forces would begin to split into 2 and attempt an envelopment, a reinforcement flotilla had been deployed to complete the entrapment of the force, if all went well there would be another head mounted beside the space that General Drejas had reserved for the Velkyan Admiral's head.

Assault Ships would impact into the hulls of the Velkyan ships and horde's of Blood Guard would charge ahead ready to wreack havoc on the Velkyans as well, they carried a Machine gun in one hand and a large sword in the other, there would be many decapitations in the not so distant future.

The great ships of the Kukononian fleet would shudder and shake, the trials of battle were beginning to take their toll, but still they had a numerical superiority for the moment, the General's face was crimson like a demon his eyes wide and narrow somehow at the same time his voice was commanding and intimdating as he bellowed yet more and more orders sending Blood Guard and crewmen running around in abject fear and respect to carry them out, doom was comming and he himself would lead the final attack on the Velkyan's in person he would storm the Liberty Light's Bridge with an entire legion of Blood Guard, he himself would be accompanied by a detachment of Coveneant Guard, the shock troops of the Diri E I G Ignen who had thrown in their lot with the Admiral and were seeing the results being raked in. The General would shout one last order and stalk off the bridge, perhaps for the last time perhaps not.

he bellowed, as a flood of anti-shipping missiles tore out of their tubes and blasted towards the Novacom fleet at frightening speed.


Is that a typo or are you attacking my fleet instead of the Kukonian fleet?

"They are WHAT!? Retreating!? Pursue them and sink them before they get away, after this mess is over I want heads to show for it, got that and make sure Delevan knows it as well, got it!" General Drejas would bellow at one of his command staff, he had organised a large accompanyment so he could continue to offer strategic input while Commodore Delevan took over, he would mount up the ladders of the Helldart Transport, a whole swarm of the craft had been assembled to further the glory of the General, a massive amount of Torrken's both 1 and 2's had assembled to protect the demonic general and his unholy entourage, they were hunting, hunting for heads.

The order was given and the Flotilla chasing after the Xirnumites accelerated even more, they would atch up and they would butcher the crews, they would do it because they feared the wrath of the General. Torrken's would begin taking off, they had 2 threats to deal with, the Xirnimutes and the joint efforts of Judgement and it's accompanying squadron of Vindicator's the lion's share of the Torken 2's went to dealing with the threat from Novacom while the remainder would begin attacking the Xirnimtes, the Sub-Flotilla would accelerate even more, although they were pushing their ships dangerously hard they feared the General's Wrath more than they did death, they had seen the General in a fit of rage kill an entire Legion of fully armed Covenant guard and not even get a scratch in return, the man was Grendal incarnate some would say, the great beast ot the pit of Valgen.

Speaking of Valgen, the one sent to deal with the Xirnimites would be nearing firing range and would let loose massive volley's, the Torrken already in the air would form up to protect the Serpantine horror as they all accelerated like a ferocious swarm of maniacal and enraged beasts at the Xirnimites fleet, this was their time a time for glory the symphony of agony that was best sung in the glory of battle, many would die at their hands and if they were lucky they would die bringing victory. The Sub-Fleet would continue accelerating it would take time for them to catch up to the Xirnimite fleet, but when they did for the would catch up there were no if's about it, they simply could not fail.

The Novacom Battle fleet's would be frantically duelling against the Kukonian Flotilla that had been sent against them, the Blood Guard lay either dead or dying but the ones that were dying their thick glossy flow pouring out would gnahs their teeth swing their swords and fire their Machine guns without a care for their own safety, one would be pulling themsleves along a great metal pike on which he had been impaled, in order to get a better vantage point such was their determination and devotion to the slaughter.

"Evade, rise up hard to port 80, fire Stalkers launch Monoliths and deploy remaining Vindicators, where on earth is the Liberator and Freedom?" Captain Parcia would be thrown forward in her seat as the Jindrax would be hit by Missile after Missile, they were closing in on the heart of Admiral Kukonois' hated flotilla, when in optimal firing range they would deploy their Damocles Canon and try to take out the dreadnought that was causing so much hassle to the combined allied forces, it had launched millions of missiles at every single enemy possible and was still belching firepower from every possible place. A truning point was nearing, but would it tilt the battle even more firmly in the enemies favour, the Captain hoped not.

The Wolf Brigade had moved on since their last encounter with the earlier war widow, but during the time it took them to avoid various security patrols, Secret police units and Inquisitorial Detachments, Over all these were the Trained Elite of the Corporations military, The Wolf Brigade, soley trained for espionage and counter ops, these Soldiers were only ever released against an Enemy when the Corporation was waging a Secret war, for all Intents and Purposes the Wolf Brigade Did Not Exist

The Team had split up, renting apartments and pretty much disappearing, the team had forged passes and various documents so that they could effectively blend in with Xirnium peoples, the only difference would by their above average height and physique.

For now the laid low, Moving to and fro between the population, Functioning as ordered to do, for these weren't the automons of The Capitol Police, But rather volunteers who sought to join the human ranks of the Military as officers and Generals, to do so required service in the Wolf Brigade, only the strongest, and bravest of all citizens joined this elite rank, it is the only Kraven Military force to be completly free thinking, however they still maintained the strict doctrines and the unconditional servitude to the Corporation, the only difference being the would their initiative in times like rather than await orders...

OOC: Oh, and Kraven, I've posted in the Showdown thread.

Consider yourself ignored until you explain why the hell you have laser-armed snakes and mobile suits, and respond to my PRM missile attack and the fact that I have hurled thousands of shells and missiles at your fleets with no recognizable results. Not only that, but there is no way in hell your assualt boats would be able to get close to my ships without being vaporized by the 5 inch ETC guns on it's sides.

A post of losses and remaining forces would be nice too.

My loses:

2x FAD Ship
1x Jalik II destroyer
2x AF-17 Halberd
4x ISF-2N Valkyrie
1x Gigantor Dreadnought damaged
1x Eagle Carrier Damaged

OOC: I posted how many ships were lost, a whole quarter of the combined forces were knocked out and the rest heavily damaged, I'll edit up some more details in but a rough low down is, and these are for Admiral Kukonois' forces not mine, I'll post mine up depedning on how Xharn takes a battle having broked out all around his fleet. I don't usually like to put stats on things, not in the slightest but since you asked I will. I've already said multiple times of the ships being hit, quite a few exploded and were destroyed, I don't go crazy over stats, the Valgen are super rare and also they have a considerably large weakness that's very obvious if you read into what I've posted, I don't god mod, a fair few of the missiles were shot down and the brunt of the damage was taken by the outer shell of defences, most fleets put the most valuable ships at the center and then have the relattivley less valuable ships on the outside, usually those specialise in anti missile and air defence, I posted the fleet getting into such a formation early on. Stop flaming moaning over stats, I haven't gone crazy over oribtal bombardments and how few losses you've taken compartivley, this isn't a place to orgasm over numbers it's about story. The General hasn't even launched yet, he's using air transports which will land on the decks when they do launch.

3,000 Torrken 1's
1,000 Torrken 2's

120 Sub-Destroyers
18 sub-frigates
42 sub-destroyers
3 sub-battleships
19 sub-cruisers
1 sub-dreadnought
3 sub-carriers

Remaining forces weigh in at:

100 sub-destroyers, 75 damaged, 50 of which are heavily
75 sub-frigates 18 of which are undamaged
32 sub-corvettes 2 of which are heavily damaged and 10 have moderate damage
58 sub-cruisers half of which are heavily damaged
12 sub-batleships all with moderate damage
4 sub-dreadnoughts all with moderate damage
12 sub-carriers no damage taken yet
1 Grendal Sub-Superdreadnought with no damage whatsoever since no-one has attacked it yet.

5,000 Torrken 1's
2,000 Torrken 2's

5 Valgen's

OOC: Thank you.

I have not been in the action until fairly recently, which is the reason why I haven't taken nearly as many losses as either of your fleets.

"What in the blue fuck is that?"

The Goliath, the northern Gigantor, began to pick up a massive object on it's RADAR. It immediatly radioed the Liberty's Light.

"This is the Goliath, we've got some serious shit coming at us, looks like a giant snake, cannot confirm, over!"

"Roger that, this is the Liberty, we are recieving the same signal, we are vectoring a fighter sqaudron over to assit, keep up the bombardment on the enemy forces, over."

Another Jalik was hit by an enemy missile, exploding in a massive fireball. The Fremantle by now was listing at a 73 degree angle, it's port guns no longer effective. The crew desperatly tried to right the ship, with only marginal success. Suddenly, the LADAR screens of the fleet detected waves of small boats incoming on the out defensive ships. The captain of the Goliath yelled orders over the din of battle.

"Damn it, boarders, order all hatches sealed, I want all spare Phalanxs and secondary guns targting those boats, now!"

Three spare Phalanxs shifted away from missile duty, as their 30mm cannons targeted the enemy assault boats, as 5-inch naval guns pounded the incoming boarders.

"All marines, report to combat status to repel boarders, seal off all entrances on port side."

Sqauds of marines, abotu 120 in all, began to arm themselves, grabbing LAR-12s and ARC-3s from the rack. A few men even grabbed Javelin II rocket launchers and made their ways to the deck, firing off the AT launchers at the approaching craft.

The air battle was even bloodier, as the 104 remaing fighters of the Liberty were in the air, dogfighting with the enemy mobile suits. Tracers and missile trails leaked through the rapidly darkening skies as jets roared off the carrier decks. Here and there, a ISF-2N would explode, a mere dot in the vast picture. The Liberty began to put a message through to any Xirnium Air Base to launch fighters immediatly to aid the embattled Velkyans. A sqaudron of fighters recieved order from their AWACs to intercept the enemy "snake" that was inbound on their position. Arming thier AHBAAMs, they let loose a vicious wave of over 100 missiles at the thing, their HEAT warheads activating in mid-air.

Meanwhile, in the bridge of the Eagle, Admiral Vostok paced around.

"Sir, what happens if we fail?"

He looked up at the young Marine guard.

"We take the enemy with us to hell."

OCC: Apologies for the even poorer quality of my post, but it’s about 5 here and I really need to get to sleep for tomorrow, err, today. Consider this the first part of the post, the second to come later. All of these squadrons are well-trained and saw extensive combat service in the Kraven-Xirnium War.

IC:
Across the western Xirniumite coast a massive component of the Xirnium Air Force prepared to fly out and meet the strange new threat, as well as to aid their brave Velkyan allies in their time of need. Engines roared as the first jets sped across the runway and leapt into the air, circling to form up into their respective squadrons before they would be able to scream out over the tortured sea to where the battle ragged.

His 2nd Crusader Fighter Wing
3rd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
4th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
5th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
6th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor

His 3rd Crusader Fighter Wing
41st Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
42nd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
43rd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
44h Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
88th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)
89th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)
90th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)
91st Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)

His 4th Crusader Fighter Wing
7th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
8th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
9th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
22nd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
23rd Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-37 Flanker
24th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-37 Flanker
25th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-37 Flanker
26th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-37 Flanker

His 5th Crusader Fighter Wing
10th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
11th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
12th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
13th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44

His 6th Crusader Fighter Wing
16th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
17th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
18th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
19th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
41st Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Eurofighter Typhoon
42nd Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): Eurofighter Typhoon

His 9th Crusader Fighter Wing
3rd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
4th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
5th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
6th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
10th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
11th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
12th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44
13th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Mikoyan Project 1.44

His 10th Crusader Fighter Wing
41st Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
42nd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
43rd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
44h Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): F/A-22 Raptor
7th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
8th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
9th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
22nd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut

His 11th Crusader Fighter Wing
7th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
8th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
9th Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
22nd Tactical Fighter Squadron (16 Aircraft): Sukhoi Su-47 Berkut
88th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)
89th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron (16 Aircraft): F-15X Eagle (Xirnium Version)

OOC: Good, they should hold until I can get a Air Wing down here.

IC:

"Sir, we have hundreds of RADAR contacts coming in from the mainland, looks like it's the Xirniumite Air Force."

"Excellent, activate IFF, we don't want to hit friendly fighters. Put a message through to their command, let them know about the situation."

"Yes, sir."

Attention, you are entering a combat zone involved Xharn, Velkyan, Novan, and unknown rebel ships. We are updating your IFF markers to allow for accurate engagement of enemy targets. We ask that your fighters aid our own in disabling the enemy air component and your bombers strike at the enemy naval vessels in the area. The war may spread onto land, and we request you alert any army and marine units in the area. Good luck, and good hunting.

OOC: you see if you read through my posts thoroughly losses are there it's just the psyche of the Kukonoians, they are arrogant they don't truly care if they die as long as they do so in the cause of the battle, it's not in character for them to declare their losses, especially since if they did that and the general was in a fit of rage the suicidal person who had reported them would end up being beheaded. Remember Admiral Kukonois has been rogue for over 70 years now, he's not of Novacom anymore he's building an empire slowly. He is widely viewed as a being of pure evil, I'm not really used to RPing anything evil so at the moment i'm still experimenting. Skmming my posts is never a good idea, I put in loads of details, for example if you read closely you'll see a good opening for attack on a Valgen.

Great red Lamps would light up illuminating the cold dark night with a sinister glow, the ships looked even more terrifying as they loomed up like a cliff ready to crash down upon the Velkyans, The scene was terrible, yes the fleet's had suffered terrible damage but Mechanics and Enginneers were running round patching up holes and sealing places were turrets had been blown clean off. the cold rain would lash the blood red decks, as the entire force would shudder, more blasts from the enemy the engineers thought, it meant nothing to them they simply had to patch the ships up so the fleet would be able to continue on.

"Send out our remaing Valgen, I want all Remaining Torken's to attack that air fleet, All Ships prepare for Aerial attack, cursh them all has the General Launched yet? Answer me quickly or die indecisive fool," Delevan would be holding a sword at the neck of a lieutenant screaming his head off. "Sir he launches as we speak, we cannot be defeated now we will gladly give our lives in the service of the admiral, but let it be a victory for the admiral not a defeat." the Blood Guard would stare Delevan in the face his eyes burning with fanatacism, his rather slender neck would be openly inviting the blade, his fair face in a calm expression, he was ready to die and everyone on the deck knew it, Delevan hesistated for a second, he disliked wasting good men but he needed to make an impression, the men respected ruthlessness, with a sigh he would lower the sword, "Away with you fool, your more us to me alive, make sure the repairwork being done will allow us to escape if needed, you are right, we may only die brining victory anything else is a dishnour and if you dispute that you shall do so to the blade, Now get to work you wretches, sink the pitiable remnents of the Velkyan fleet launch all missiles while they focus on the first wave of the Assault Boats." Delevan would stalk down the crew pits screaming orders, even if they lost a turning point had been reached, the Blood Guard had realised that retreat was not a bad thing, even if it seemed cowardly, a lesson they wouldn not soon forget.

The remaing pair of Valgen would soar into the air accompanied by the last of the Torrken, they would hold the Xirnimites at the perimieter where they would have an advantage, the potent Anti Air Capacity of the sub-corvetes would wreak havoc on the Xirnimite air formations while the Torrken would hold them in place. The Valgen would once again dive into the depths before surfacing again steam rising up in great columns.

The pair of Valgen sent after the Velkyans would dodge and weave, some of the missiles would hit others would be either melted by the intense heat they emited or be useless as the thing dived into the sea, 2 heads on the first one were heavily damaged but still functioning, their thick armour was cracked and blackened but still fucntioned, the other was not so lucky, it had already lost a head but the stalk like neck that had supported it gushed pure heat at the Velkyan ships, the things would buck up each time they surfaced from their dive's into the depths. The steam would help obscure some of the targeting, the Valgen's great demonic serpentine form would still glow an angry red, they were intent on sinking ships, already laser blasts were carving up batteries of funs and seling shut missile bays, they were clearly damaged but they were so resilient that they kept going on, they would be defeated surely if things kept up this way, but it would take time and would it be worth the cost?

The great Helldart transports had lanced into the air, and were bearing down on the Liberty Light, the legion of transports was massive, however only the ones at the center would hold troops,

OOC: going to take a moment to describe the Covenant Guard equipment so ppl understand them and I don't have to describe them later.

THey carry large sheilds which protect them against bullets rocketfire and flamethrowers, they are equipped with Lancer Assault Weapons which are essentially highly sharpened spears, about a meter long with hyper sharpened blades at the front, a quarter of the way away from the peak are 4 machine gun barrels, the spearhead is crafted in a way that the bullets won't damage it, the machine guns are fed from cartrdiges at the bottom of the spear, the trigger is half way down. These are very expensive and as such only the Covenant Guard have them.

IC: fully 1,000 of the remaining Torrken would be escorting the formation dodging and weaving and in some cases being shot down by a hail of bullets and rockets.

The Assault Boats would hurtle towards the fleet, the first few were empty with perhaps a pair of Blood Guard and packed full of explosives, they were decoy's and threat's made real to draw fire away from the larger threat of the other troops. Over half of the first assault boats would be sank after a few barrages of fire. The Sacrifice was worth it, already some Assault Boats were close and were scaling up the sides preparing for battle.

The Great Helldart armada would accelerate onwards, the General screaming his orders and threats, he wanted that Admiral's head for his wall and he would have it.

Over the Novacom fleet the air battles would be winding down, the fury of the assault was near spent but still a threat. losses were heavy of the older models, but the Hijir were starting to assert their control of the situation, in half an hour they would be unencumbered enough the help the Velkyans. "Deploy all remaining units, intensify all fire, we have to get rid of them and help the Velkyans, look do it, we need to deal a blow to Admiral Kukonois here and now, if we dawdle that force will escape having dealt major casualties to the Velkyans, us, the Xharnians and the Xirnimites, they didn't use their air force lightly during the war I doubt they'd deploy it now unless it was an emergency. Get the and send Ensign Terry after that Valgen harrasing the Velkyans." Admiral Kenzal would continue his pacing around the command table, the stress in the air was palpable the 2 forces had been equally matched, to think that a foul traitor would have more naval resources than Kraven, it defied beleif, how had he been able to build them? surely Kukanarms wasn't that capable, after all the Torrken's were outmatched by late Model Hijir and they Torrken had came out later than the Hijir, yet more mysteries were piling up and he didn't like it.

The Nocturne would soar through the sky, Ensign Terry would radio the Velkyans, "this is Ensign Terry of the Novacom Battlefleet, AIm for the Valgens as they surface from the water, I'll be there with my unit to help you shortly," the Young ensign would hold the handle of the thrusters as the distinct looking mobile suit soard through the air, he would line up the back of the Valgen's head in his cross hairs waiting for it to dive and surface once more.

The Sub-Fleet would commence it's bombardment anew aiming a deadly barrage at the Velkyans and Novans alike, they were set on doing as much damage as possible, sensing the Velkyans weakness the Grendal at last opened up with it's collosal 30" ETC batteries and it's earth shattering number of Missiles, the moon above would vanish, as if behind a cloud but in reality blocked out by a deadly hail or ordinance, the battle had changed, now the real heavy hitter was out even as the skies themselves blazed with fire from Anti Air aimed at the ominously looming Jindrax skyship.

"FIre the Jindrax cannon then get us out of here at full speed to the fleet, target the cluster of dreadnoughts over there, now fire." the Captain would be walking back in forth in front of her chair, she was keenly looking either out at the window or the monitors displaying the battle's progress, the Vindicators had cleared out the Torrken and had moved to assisst their own fleet before then moving onto assisst the Velkyans, the Admiral's Attack force at the Novan fleet was faltering, they had to consolidate while there was time, she just knew they had to. she looked helplessly on as the Liberator, Justice and Freedom accelerated into a mass of Torrken, the pilots fought bravely but were outmatched by the latest on Novacom Military technology, the suits were doing well but the signs of battle were beginning to take their toll, Justice had lost it's sheild while the Liberator not longer had legs and thrusters were damaged, "tell Lieutant Draykuz to return he's sustained too much damage for me to in good conscience allow him to continue fighting at present." the ship would begin to shudder and vibrate, for a moment she thought the engines had been hit, or perhaps the generator coils. Sighing with releif she realised it was the Damocles Cannon, the entire ship shuddered and shook as a massive beam of blue light lanced into a small formation, 2 sub Destroyers breaking in 2 instantly cleaved neatly in half by the massive laser, the other 2 only partly damaged changed course and began to move to the heart of the Kukonian fleet, this confused the Captain, something was amiss, they never withdrew to protection they usually fought to the last, something was defininetly not right she thought as she was forced back into the captains chair the sheer inertia of the acceleration pushing against her, the ship wouldn't be able to fire the Damocles cannon for another half hour, what use was a weapon on a battlefield like this, one that was so fluid and ever changing if it took half an hour to recharge, perhapos she reflected it's worth would truly shine in drawn out battles, quite often battles would strech on for days but sometimes merely hours, and that could potentially be a lot of shots.

"Get the surviving ships to withdraw to our port bow, withdraw our forces from the Novan front but leave enough to keep the occupied, all forces focus on the Velkyans and the Xirnimites, keep at the Xharn as well. Once the general returns all forces prepare to withdraw, war is not always about victory, we must think of the long term, we've dealt a great blow today, and if any of you doubt that then you should have died years ago. We serce the Admiral best by living to right the next battle don't ever forget that." Delevan would stalk down the crewpits cajoling and in some cases threatening yet even greater efforts out of the crewers and Blood Guard. All over the Kukonian fleet all batteries would be aimed at the ships except for the Liberty Light, by now a great many of the decoys had been felled, but the main body had landed, fully 1,000 Blood Guard and 100 Covenant Guard accompanied the General as they suirged forward, half the bloodguard would descend into the bowels of the ships intent on killing all aboard and taking their heads, the other half hurtled towards the bridge. The Assault was on.

OOC: Kraven what are the chances of your Wolf Brigade having left a DNA Sample at the scene of the shooting? a piece of skin a hair anything?

OOC: Here's a pic of the Eagle.

http://www.tjhsst.edu/~kdomina/CAD02/dwood/carrier.jpg

The structure at the front is the bridge/island.

Good thing they forgot that the only entrances into the ship are guarded by Marines, the aircraft elevators are closed, since there are no aircraft left to lift.

Sucks for the evil dudes.

There are 200 marines aboard, and every crew member is trained with an assault rifle and/or submachine gun.

"Sir, enemy boarders!"

The Admiral looked out the window. Hundreds of enemy soldiers filled the decks, some moving towards the exits. Aircrew on the deck ran for their lives, some pausing to fire off a pistol shot before running to the elevated decks. Some were cut down, decapitated or worse, others shot before they could even move. There were no aircraft on the deck, as all 144 fighters had been launched. The admiral sighed, taking a deep breath.

" Sweep the decks with Phalanx fire, see if we can't "harvest" the bastards. All active personal are to arm themselves, I want a SAW at every major checkpoint, and get snipers up here, I want that fucking general with a 20mm in his head. Protect the command deck at all costs, and seal the aircraft elevators. Leave the doors open, we'll kill them as they come in."

"Yes, sir."

Taking manual control of the 30mm Phalanxes, the weapons officers began to fire tens of thousands of rounds into the boarders. They didn't stand a chance. Marine Snipers stationed in the island and surrounding decks began to open fire on officers and the more heavily armored troops with their anti-material rifles, as well as the enemy leader, as machine gunners fired their mounted chainguns at the enemy troops. Marine sqauds stationed at the entrances rallied behind temporary barricades, firing their .50 cal ARC-3s, every once and a while popping out a well-aimed airburst cannon shot (think the 20mm on the XM-29) behind the heads of the enemy troops. Javelin IIs began to roar, the back-blasts echoing into the hallways, the 70mm APN rockets screaming towards their targets.

It was a bad day to be on the deck of the Liberty.

The bigger battle, on the other hand, wasn't looking too good for the Velkyans. Ships continued to be shot out of the water, as the remaining Velkyan fighters and bombers continued their brave fight against the enemy mobile suits. The Fremantle stayed steady, as the crew began to right it. It's guns, with a Phoneix-like fashion, began to fire anew, sending more shells into the unsuspecting enemy fleet, even as a shell from the Grendal destroyed a Atlantis II in one hit.

"This is Valorie 4, we are bingo on air-to-air missiles, do you copy?"

"Roger that, Valorie, we are being boarded do not, I repeat, do not land on the sh-"

The controllers voice cut short as an enemy bullet hit him in the head. Another man rushed over, picking up his mic and transmitting under cover.

"Valorie, continue fighting with cannons, we cannot assit you at this time, there are hostile marines on deck."

"Hostile marines...damn, roger that control, moving in with reserve guns."

The ISF-2N then proceeded to fly in, strafing an enemy assualt boat that was moving in on the fleet.

On the bridge of the Southern Cross, the southmost dreadnought, the SONAR began activating.

"Sir, enemy subs approaching right under the fleet!"

"Damn, it's those fucking sna- wait...get me a AF-17!"

"Yes, sir, Harrier sqaudron on call."

"This is Harrier 2, I'm assuming control of the sqaudron, over?"

"Harrier, I need your sqaudron to focus all ammunition on this location, bombs, missiles, I don't care!"

"Coordinates recieved, sir, don't worry, we'll bag you a snake or two."

"That's what I want to fucking hear, kick some ass!"

The 6 remaining Harrier Sqaudron attackers began to strafe the location, as the "snake" began to surface. Sending all of their AtG munitions at the thing, flurries of missiles and bombs rained down, as the twin 30mm autocannons of the Halberds rang true, carpeting the surfacing dragon in lead.

OOC: Oh, and if your doubting the killing potential of one of these sniper rifles on your troops, even the big ones, here's a picture of one.

http://www.ashw.co.uk/defence/20mm.sniper.rifle.front.jpg

The Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet was a mess. The enemy had managed to infiltrate into them. The Xharians since they were already on combat status in a defensive postion started fireing upon Novacom forces (the one's infiltrating and attack Xharn ships) The Cruise missiles were launch at enemy ships and mobile suits and Sub Hunters were released from the hel pads and they began droping deph charges down towards enemy submarines detected through the Xharian radar.

The Naval Defense Personal began fighting the enemy that attempted to take over there ships and several hundred of them were killed by the enemies surpise attack.


The Flagship of the Fleet the Dreadnought King Azure IV was already sinking the Fleet Marshal of the Fleet had died and Xharn's forces were confused. They started shooting at all Novacom forces in rage thinking they had been attacked and Novacom was there new enemy of the Kingdom...


OOC: Sorry for short post and not posting for so long. My Senior paper had to be worked on this weekend leaving me with no time to Rp on NS..

OOC: There are several ways around those guns, and also you now have to face a choice, by now the attack force at your fleet is fully engaged with your forces, missiles and Torrken are swarming everywehere, if your Escorts try to support the Liberty they will end up getting sunk, or thet can maximise their own chances of survival and defend themselves, by doing so that will ensure the survival of your guns for a short while, but the Torrken and missiles will have a field day on a ship that has it's defence guns pointed at a box formation on transports protecting the approach to the island, another note to remember is that quite a few of the decoys were actual transports as well, so they'll be indistinguishable from the rest. Not Godmod just sound tactics, there's no easy way out of it but I do look forward to a fight between the General and the Admiral, I have no doubt that your Sniper guns would do heavy damage, but of course they'd have to see him and the gunners survive.

IC: "sir that last barrage, I don't think you want to hear this but it was Xharnian!" a Lieutenant from the crew pit would report to Admiral Kenzal, slowly and deadly he would turn round, "The Xharnians are to surrender immediatly to us or a state of wart will exist between Novacom and the Kingdom of Xharn, by firing on us they have forfeited the right to any other options other than to surrender or die. Deploy all forces forwards and prepare to deal with the Xharn, have the Jindrax make a flyby over them make them know that they're heavily outnumbered here and we're more than willing to open a second front." The Admiral would turn back to the command table and begin giving out orders to his suboridnates, they're ghostly likeness' quivering with each shot, it had cost a small fortune to outfit the ships to hold holoconferences but it was worth it, he was able to see his suboprdinates and how they held themselves, it meant that any lies they made about their status would be visible through body language, or so the theory went.

The Novacom Forces would continue to engage the small Kukonian force that was keeping them occupied, the commander of the force was smart he had managed to tie up the entire flotilla without truly commiting to the batle.

The Helldarts would touch down in a large box formation, sheilding the men from the guns on the decvks, and of course while the guns would be shooting at the transports they wouldn't be able to defend the ships, and if nearby escorts tried to defend it then they themsleves would fall victim, general Drejas harsh would cackle up into the air, the Velkyans had fallen for it, if they wanted to stop him now they would have to leave themselves open for attack, one that was already in progress, a ful 2,000 Missiles had been launched at just the Liberty and it's escort, the intent to cripple the whole lot of them, Torrken would fly in mid air dueling with the Velkyan craft while other's would draw up above the ships defence guns sending round after round into the weapons, by the time the Xirnimites showed up there wouldn't be much left ot the Velkyan fleet's, their commander had beet outsmarted, and now he would pay for it with his head and the utter destruction of his fleet, Blood Guard atacking the other ships from Assault Boats would set off huge Shaped Charges and pour in, they would butcher and slaughter and leave a trail of destruction as they set of explosives in every room they could get to, intent on getting to the generators of the Velkyan ships and shut them down completly.

Outside the tattered but still potent remnents of the attack force charged with destroying the Velkyans would be replesnished with the last of the reserves and together combining their strength a great volley of torpedos and massive amounts of ordinance would rain down on the entire Velkyan force, Anti Air Cannon would blaze and a firestorm of missiles would soar into the air, intent on shattering and breaking any hostile aircraft that would dare to close, the formiddable force had finally managed to get a handle on the Velkyans and made to surround them from all sides, Victory was nigh and the Blood Guard felt it redoubling their assaults.

The Valgen now under attack by the Nocturne a Squadron of 30 Vindicators and a squad of Velkyans were in serious trouble, they had already plunged into the heart of the Velkyan fleet and were ramming into command towers coiling their searing forms around weapon emplacements and sloicing armour plate like there was no tommorow, the Valgen would once again dive into the sea a somewhat subdued pillar of steam rising up, and almost mournfully rise again, there were gaping holes in their horrid forms, their armour was blackened and cracked fully 6 heads 4 on one and 2 on another would be deadened while the others heavily damaged would move lethargically in coimpraison to their earlier vigour, the first knowing it's time was at an end would move to ram into the Gigantor dreadnought and take it down with it, it's form still superheated but the redness was diminishing, it had brought down swarms of enemy fighters and damaged if not destroyed outright many ships and it's final act would be to take the biggest ship with it as it surged forward.

The Final Valgen would rear up and ram into the nearest fighter, it's 3 other heads firing lasers in every direction, receving a hail of missiles in return vapoursising one of the heads in an instant, the stalk like neck would gush yet more laser fire until it was severed by a well placed blast from the Nocture, Ensign Terry and his squadron would focus on the Valgen not chasing after ships, the one that still posed a great threat, laser fire instantly took out 2 Vindicators and would surely knock out a few Velkyans.

EDIT: (Destruction of one of the Valgen as agreed) The Remaining Valgen would dive back into the sea, a massive plume of steam billowing up to the heavens, it would soar back up, to the surface and to the skies, as it breached the tortured sea surface it's monstrous form would be impacted by a massive Velkyan Missile Barrage, it didn't appear to be destroyed, but it would arc high into the air and as it reached the apex of a curve, it would explode outwards violently, shrapnel and fragments raining down in a storm of broken terror, This Valgen was finished, it's pilot dead and all it had slaughtered had been avenged by it's detsruction at the hands of the brave Velkyan Fighters.Only one would remain and it would be on a date with doom, it's monstrous form ready to plunge into the deck of a dreadnought and explode.

The Blood Guard would exit the Helldarts first, the gins of the ship would either be destroyed or pointing in the air taking out missiles, either way the advantage was theirs, unless the guns were mounted on towers making them an easy target they wouldn't be able to fire over the transports, they would huddle round the door chucking in incendiary, flash bangs and high explosive grenades through the door, waiting for a moment they would then charge forward ready to behead anf fill full of lead anyone who dared oppose them, smaller squads would go behind them, cutting wires and severing connections, and behind them a horde of Covenant guard, their tall sheilds interlocking and their Lacners pointing over them, blood Guard would also huddle behind them as well their own Assault rifles being carefully positioned over the sheilds, with the rampant horde running amok in front of them they would blunt the spearhead of any counter attack. Blood Guard would charge through widely shooting or slicing at anything that dared move, hurling grenades round every corner and into every room as well as up stairs and down corridors, behind them Blood Guard with Flamethrowers would finish off any stragglers, no quarter would be given and the enemy would be mad to ask.

General Drejas would advance behind bellowing and shreiking, he was in the middle of the Covenant Guard's formation, behind no less than 3 sheild walls on either side, he would be shouting words of encouragement to his men and at the same time he would be doling out orders to his fleet, the enemy had played right into his hands and would be made to pay accordingly. The battle would be entering it's final phases as these butchers stormed towards their goal.

In the Xharnian Royal Apartments“Your Highness,” said a royal courtier. It took Carl Von Ericson a moment to remember that, as of a few hours ago, that meant him. He turned.

“Yes, Raymond?” he asked.

“An X.R.I.C. official is here to see you. She said that I should give you this.” The courtier offered the King a small envelope with a seal.

“Break the seal for me and then let me have it,” said Von Ericson.

Without question, the courtier did so. Carl opened it; it said simply:

Bureau 17

”Show her in,” the King said, “And then have everyone leave.”

Five minutes later, Carl Von Ericson stood alone in the Royal Apartments with the woman, a gorgeous, jet-haired beauty with dark lipstick, who wore an expensive, well-cut ladies’ business suit with a very tight – er, well tailored skirt that came to just above the knee. She carried a leather courier’s pouch.

So which witch are you? thought the King, The bad witch or the really bad witch?.

As soon as the doors closed, the woman spoke, her Serbian accent quite distinguishable. “Are these rooms monitored, Your Highness? Cameras? Listening devices?”

“Probably,” offered Von Ericson.

The woman nodded. “Then I will be circumspect.”

Now there’s a change! thought Carl wryly.

“We need a table,” she said, and walking around him approached the nearest one. There, she opened a file and placed it on the table.

She turned and looked him straight in the eye, and he almost choked. He couldn’t tell if this was Sonya or Maritsa; either one of them could freeze his blood at will – or make it boil. “As you can see,” and here he followed her gesture to the document lying on the table, “Xharn is under EM attack. These electromagnetic emanations are called a ‘Woodpecker’ due to the fact that – if you were to tune a radio to their carrier bands, you would hear a sharp knocking sound.”

“And this is an … attack?” asked the King, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes,” said the woman. “The carrier waves can be used to generate massive EM discharges anywhere in the skies above Xharn – or in the Earth below it. The atmospheric discharges can destroy Xharn’s ballistic missiles as they lift off, rendering the nation’s deterrent useless - or worse, causing those weapons to explode over Xharn’s own cities.”

“So if we launch, we could end up nuking ourselves?!?” cried the King.

“Exactly,” said the woman. “But it’s much worse than that.”

“How could it be worse than that?” asked Carl Von Ericson.

“Those same carriers can be used to trigger surface and underground EM events. The latter could do everything from detonate Xharn’s nuclear missiles in their own silos and cause all the nation’s nuclear power plants to melt down simulataneously,” she began, ignoring the look of horror crossing the Xharnian monarch’s face, “To causing every major fault underneath Xharn to slip at the same time, unleashing a series of massive earthquakes from one end of the country to the other.”

“The surface EM spikes,” she continued, “Would destroy all of Xharn’s computer and communications systems – including the embedded microprocessors in trucks and automobiles, power transformers, etc. All life in Xharn would effectively come to a standstill.”

“That’s horrible!” exclaimed the King.

“That’s not the half of it,” the Slavic beauty said softly. “Animal and even some human studies have shown that massive EM fluxes can kill people outright – and not just people with artificial organs, pacemakers, and the like. They can actually fry a person’s neurons. We estimate that a massive EM attack on Xharn would kill 10-15% of its population, while leaving another 5-10% comatose and probably permanently crippled or brain damaged.”

“As for the rest, roughly 25-35% would suffer some form of derangement, sufficient to cause criminal insanity,” she went on, “So a quarter of your population would be dead or crippled and another third would be crazy, running mad in the streets. The remainder,” the woman finished, “would be left trying to fend for themselves while seeing to the wounded and fighting off lunatics. It’s a situation that would make the Apocalpyse seem merciful by comparison.”

By now King Carl Von Ericson was sitting in the nearest chair, dazed. “Is there anything we can do about this?”

“You can surrender immediately,” the woman answered.

The King was silent for a very long time.

“Is there anything else?” he asked.

“You can insert a special forces team into Novacom and sabotage one or more of the transmitters,” his visitor said. “That will bring down the entire ‘Woodpecker’ system, with massive feedback effects that will cause the energy being stored up in it for discharge into your country to be released into Novacom instead. This will likely cause nuclear explosions, meltdowns, earthquakes, and mass deaths in Novacom, but that’s what they get for playing with fire.”

The Van pulled up outside a house several blocks from the Area Police station, it was an ordinary van, taken from one of the many scattered around Xirnium, it was Hired from a Van firm many miles away from the current location, making it difficult to track it down, the Van was also hired under a false name inside were the Wolf Brigade, they sat in darkness, their headlights switched off.

It was becoming dark, the street lamps had started to illuminate and people began to return to their homes...

This was going to be the first major strike in the Terrorist Campaign against Xirnium.

The First Trooper left the van, he was still wearing Civilian Clothes and had a large'ish ruck sack upon his back, he walked past the Police station, checking out the surroundings before heading off down a back alley...

One he'd reached his destination, the heavens opened, heavy rain began to pour from the skies as lightening arched across the sky, a Distant bell began to sound as it had turned 8 oclock... The Trooper looked to the sky as the rain fell his dark eyes not betraying any sense of emotion towards this sudden down pour, he simply didn't care.

Placing the bag on the Ground he opened up, pulling the zip from end to end, inside was a tool case, a pair of Manhole Spikes, and a Map procured from a Electrical Engineer along the way, his body had been dumped in the river but would no doubt turn up sooner or later, but by then it would have been too late.

The Trooper placed the two spikes into the sockets of the man hole then with minimum effort prized the cover open revealing the sewer network below, in this part of the city, no doubt the Blocks electrical supply would be down here, and the Trooper had a map that would lead him to the Conduate that would shut down the Power for the entire block...

Inside the Trooper ran at some speed, quickly his mental abilities allowing him to use the map to skillfully navigate his way along the sewer, his heavy army boots impacting in the water, as his flash light illuminated the way.

The Map indicated that the conduite was just up ahead, and sure enough the map was correct, the Conduite was against the wall, heavy electrical cables leading off to different blocks.

Inside the Van one of the Troopers was kitting up, he Fellow Soldiers aided him in placing on his armour, the Shin Pads, shoulder armour, the Chest peice, the Helmet and every other part, until inside the van was a fully armoured Wolf Brigadesman

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The Trooper Left the van, His GPMG in hand, his Optical Mag was enhancing his vision picking out every minute detail of his surroundings, his gas mask clicked and hissed as his form approached the police station...

The People had moved on a long time ago and the streets were pretty much empty, it would take some questioning to find someone who saw what was about to go on...

The Black Hand of the Trooper Reached up and pushed aside the Glass door of the Police Station, the Logo of Xirnium law enforcment was etched onto the glass, and as the door swung open, time seemed to slow down, as people sat in the waiting Room watched in awe as the Tall Imposing form of the Wolf Brigade Trooper strode in, his heavy Jack Boots making a distinct sound of Authoritory upon the tiled floor..

The Police officer at the desk never bothered to look up as the assorted civilians scrambled out of the Door as fast as possible... Some thing was about to hit something else...

There was silence as the Police Officer read his magazine, until there was a click and a hiss as the Gasmask released a gout of De-oxygenated air out of the Scrubber and filter system, the Officer looked up and instantly the colour of his face drained away until he looked petrified... his bottom lip quivered as he tried from the bottom of his stomach to well up a cry for help.

The Troopers black glad glove reached out and grabbed the Officer by the throat, lifting him high into the air and choking the life out of him, the Soldier kicked and clawed at his throat, but the troopers grip was too strong, within a few minutes the Trooper let go, leaving the Corpse of the Officer laying across his magazine,

Suddenly another officer entered to Question a civilian, He walked in looking at some papers, when he looked up at the Trooper, instantly the Wolf Brigadesman brought up his GPMG and opened fire, The Fight was On, Police officers rallied around the Door, after seeing their Commerade blown to bits in a hail of large caliber bullets, his corpse lay on the floor, precious life blood seeping out of the wounds, Rounds hammered through the walls, Ricocheing off the Chest plate of the Trooper, sending yellow sparks flying as more and more rounds impacting into the Troopers armoured frame.

Instantly the Lights went dead, plunging the already Dark and dismal Police Department into nothing more than True Dark, the only light source were the Red Glowing eyes of the Trooper, who now advanced on the frightened police Officers, The GPMG opened up, Smart link guidance drawing his weapon on a true arc, The Muzzle flair light the room for a second, as the Black Armoured Trooper tore into Officer after officer, There were screams from the dying and wounded, People shouting for back up, More officers Entered the room opening fire with pistols and small arms fire.

Quickly the GPMG was brought to bear and the new Arrivals were silenced, the heavy rounds tearing through the thin walls, killing Officers with minimal fuss, the Trooper moved on, his black jack boots crunching in broken glass and tiles, empty ammo cases lay every where as the Trooper advanced, his glowing eyes eminating from the Darkness like some ghostly spectre advancing against enemies...

"We Need Back up!" Someone roared as the Trooper opened fire upon him, quickly silencing his pleas for help.

A Trooper entered a room and already police had set up barricades a testement to Xirniums training, but they were usless, simple tables used for office work, not designed to stop the heavy rounds of a Corporate GPMG...

more screams echoed through out the night as muzzle flare continued to flash about the room, People screamed for help as rounds punctered their torsos.

The Trooper paused for a moment, letting the deafening silence permeate the room, the only sound was a wounded woman wimpering in the corner as her crying was soon drowned out by a fresh belt being pulled from his back pack, the black tab following preparing the next clip, The Breach of the GPMG was forced open and the belt lay across it, with a slamming fist the Breach was closed, then with the free hand the GPMG was reloaded, the Cocking handle slammed home with force...

The Trooper Turned and left moving onto another room and another pile of bodies...

Quickly each Room was cleared out, one by one Police Officers fell to this seemingly invincible foe, their Blind panic, not helped by this intimidating force, the sheer darkness, and the ever approaching Gun fire...

and those eyes, Those two red Demonic eyes..


Afterwards

The Van pulled slowly away, having picked up the Trooper from the sewers and the inveitable Return of the Trooper in the Police Station...

This was the First Major Hit.

OOC: You might want to check my factbook as far as nukes go, a Certain Millenium Promise comes to mind when you mention nuclear and my homeland. I don't mean to sound rude either but you would still have a particularly dangerous Laser Weapon pointed at you even if you could safely navigate my territory, it's not impossible but there are far too many unknowns for such a mission to be put together sent in and be successful in less than 24 hours.

In Novacom outside the Tower of Destiny, the Novacom Governmental Headquarters on the surface, a great stage had been set, Cameras were waiting and a great podium with numerous Microphones stood ready, The Suprainister would be standing at that podium waiting for the signal to begin his important message. A Cameraman would nod and the transmission would begin, "I hereby deliver one last Ultimatum to the Kingdom of Xharn, After their attacks on Novacom Naval Vessels, and subsequent failure to issue an apology," the Suprainister would pause for a moment as Xharn ships are shown firing on Novacom Vessels preoccupied with fighting Admiral Kukonois forces, The Suprainister's face remains a mask of mystery throughout this, "I am willing to give one last chance for peace before this leads to war, All Xharn Vessels and Military personell will return to their home bases, The Kingdom of Xharn shall send a representative to the Island of Divango and we shall meet with him to try and diffuse the situation, however if these measures are not undertaken within 24 hours, we will have no choice but to defend ourselves and dclare a state of war esistis between Novacom and the Kingdom of Xharn," The transmission would end leaving a Novacom Emblem and a single line of Novan Caligraphs underneath.

The Invasion force would take up a defensive formation 4 hours away from the Xharn Coast, it was quite a display of military strength, and easily equalled the Xharn fleet's at home. There would be no playing around it was obvious that they were serious, surely the Xharn King was not willing to throw his nation into a war on a bluff...

The Xharnian 3rd Royal Fleet was easily out numbered but they were angry as h_ll. The Novacom fleet started this by attack the Xharnian fleet and now the Fleet Marshal was dead and communication with the Royal Government was difficult thanks to the loss of the leaders of the 3rd Fleet (All on Dreadnought.)

The Nuclear Subs start launching torpedos at Novacom ships along with there disel brothers. The Xharn Fleet does not even respond to offers to surrender they are to disorganized to even make a united decesion all they can do is fire into Novacom ships and mobile suites using every avaiable weapon.

The 2nd and 4th fleet recieved word of the problem and headed at top speed to the battle they intended give Novacom's forces h_ll out in this sea. The Xharnian Fighters and bombers take off from there Carriers and head toward Novacom's forces with the intent of taking out there forces for starting this battle...

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The King Carl Von Ericson was recieving word of a massive battle going on several hundred miles away from Xirniums coast. He gives a message to the Supreme Fleet Marshal Dylan Hunt and tells him to call back all Fleets to return home.


The King also is debating about sending a diplomat to Island of Divango. King Carl Von Ericson sends a message to the Novacom Government

Transmission..............

To: Novacom
From: The Royal Xharnian High Command

The King Carl Von Ericson will agree to send a diplomat to the Island of Divango. He however would like to openly denouce your nation for starting this by fireing into Xharnian Naval Ships and personal according to our accounts your forces have effectively disorganized and murdered the Fleet Marshal of the 3rd Xharnian Fleet. We demand the immediate court marshal of the Adrimal of the offending Fleet.

End Transmission.............

Is that a typo or are you attacking my fleet instead of the Kukonian fleet?
OCC:

That is indeed a typo, my mistake. I’m attacking only the Kukonois fleet.

IC:

Lord Admiral Moand stood grimly on the command bridge of the HMW Gargantuan, directing the battle furiously as his flagship was rocked violently by another missile hit to the main belt armour. In the skies above him the Rafales and Eurofighters of the Xirniumite Battle Squadron were joined by F/A-22s and Sukhoi Su-47 Berkuts which were engaged in a grim dogfight to the death with the Kudonian Torken, their orders to keep the enemy hostiles away from the H44-class (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10074148&postcount=7) battleships.

‘Lord Admiral, there appears to be a sea serpent of some kind closing in on us!’ cried one of the Lieutenants.

‘What manner of devilry is this?’ asked the Lord Admiral in disbelief. ‘Direct all H44-class warships to launch a full torpedo spread against the foul beast from the submerged aft torpedo tubes,’ Moand ordered, ‘that’ll get it.’

‘Yes sir,’ replied the Lieutenant. Shortly afterwards a dozen Enigma IX (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9950913#post9950913) high-speed solid-rocket propelled torpedoes (non-nuclear variants, of course, since only the fleets were allowed to carry nuclear weaponry, not the squadrons) blasted out of the rear tubes and towards the sea monster, traveling at almost 500 km/h.

By the supreme effort of the Xirniumite engineering crews the 1st Battle Squadron had just managed to keep their distance from the demonic Kukonian flotilla, and fought a long running battle with them far into the extreme north. As the Xirniumite Battle Squadron, pursued relentlessly by the Kukonian flotilla, entered the artic circle the weather had deteriorated still further, and the ships of the Xirniumite navy was lashed with relentless sleet and hail. Ahead were vast icebergs, and the Xirniumite ships crashed powerfully through the thin ice sheets that floated on the freezing water. The battle was drawing to its thrilling climax, and the squadron was still at least 70km from Admiral Kukonois’ fleet though the later was now gaining on Admiral Moand rapidly.

So far, both sides thought the battle was going to plan, although the Xirniumite 1st Battle Squadron had taken quite a beating. For the most part this was absorbed by the excellent H44-class dreadnaughts, many heavily damaged and riding dangerously low in the water, however their lesser armoured escorts were taking a terrible toll. Now, in the final phase of the Xirniumite plan the Kukonians were in for a nasty surprise.

From behind one of the massive icebergs, the 4th High Seas fleet, previously hidden from the Kukonians by the vast bulk of the icy mountain, the terrible winter storm, and the Novan jamming frequencies, surged out at flank speed to spring its trap. Standing on the quarterdeck of her beloved flagship, the HMW Indomitable, Admiral Patritsia (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a25/Dennis134/adm.jpg) savoured the frigid arctic air, carefully refraining from holding onto the cold railing as it was now covered in frozen icicles. Her plan had worked, and the Kukonian flotilla had been drawn by the smaller Battle Squadron into the far north where it was now cut off from escape by the High Seas fleet.

++To Admiral Moand, 1st Battle Squadron++
From: Lady Admiral Patritsia, 4th High Seas Fleet

Message Reads:

Greetings, Admiral! It seems you may require out assistance. May the High
Seas fleet render its assistance?

Message Ends.

++To Admiral Patritsia, 4th High Seas Fleet++
From: Lord Admiral Moand, 1st Battle Squadron

Message Reads:

By all means, Admiral. Good hunting.

Message Ends.


Thinking themselves involved in a chase that would end with the destruction of the Xirniumite heavy battleships, the Kukonians would now find themselves under bombardment from Patritsia’s High Seas Fleet, which the 1st Battle Squadron had brought them right to.

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‘All ships, execute battle turnaway,’ ordered Admiral Moand. Immediately every Xirniumite ship in the columnar formation of the squadron expertly turned about 180 degrees, reversing the line and heading right back in the direction of the rogue Novan forces, the H44-class battleships firing their 21-inch shells at the enemy from extreme range. This startling move would likely surprise the Kukonian forces, but not as much as what was to come.

‘All ships, load W-JD64 (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9950012#post9950012) extreme heavy nuclear naval artillery shells,’ ordered Admiral Patritsia of the High Seas fleet tersely. Steaming ahead at maximum speed, the Xirniumite fleet was within the gigantic 90,000 metre range of the shells.

‘All Xirniumite Iowa and Yamato-class battleships state they are ready to fire on your orders, Admiral,’ reported her Flag captain.

‘Very well,’ she continued, picking up the receiver that would transmit her message to the entire fleet, ‘this is the Admiral of your fleet. All battleships, fire full broadsides!’

There was a huge blast as the mighty guns of the 4th Crusader High Seas Fleet opened up on their enemy, sending a hail of nuclear shells screaming towards their targets. Moments later the shells exploded amongst the mighty Kukonian flotilla, their awesome flashes of light brighter then a million suns, sending a terrible blast shockwave that rocked the ships of both the High Seas Fleet and Battle Squadron terribly, blowing out their portholes and ripping off any flimsy wires and cables.

Broadside after broadside of the nuclear shell was thrown at the Kukonian flottila, furious retribution had finally come.

Take Notes and pay attention "Their is no denouncing a nation that has existed since 5,000 BC, We did nothing of the sort to fire on your fleet, it was that filthy Traitor Admiral Kukonois forces that has savaged your fleet, Admiral Kenzal shall not be court marshalled for acting in Self Defence instead he and the commanders of the allied fleets that have lost so much in the fight against Admiral Kukonois will be commended, You may of course pursue the commander of the Admiral Kukonias fleet, be our guests we have intelligence that it is the dread Admiral Drejas no less, I'm sure that murderer will enjoy adding another head to his collection" Send that to their "King" on the double prepare Divango for their arrival, tripple the patrols, if so much as a dinghy corsses the line without explicit authorisation sink them at once," The Suprainister needn't have bothered with the last part, the Navy already followed that policy, but duly the patrols were trippled and armed guard units of Capitol Enforcers were dispatched to the Fortress Port Island of Divango

Xirnium

"Sir Energy spikes are overwhelming the forward units,!" Another Blood Guard Ensign would despondantly murmer, "Nukes!" on the monitors all they had seen the Valgen engulfed in a massive fireball, the despair was palpable they had been so close, at least the captain reflected they had been able to launch their entire arsenals at the fools, that'll make them pay, and the Captain was gone, the blood guard were gone, indeed the entire fleet had gone, seared away by burning bright light, All that remained was hateful crimoson wreckage of a once murderous force, however the Torrken's their demonic and monstrous forms were still very much functional, and were continuing their dogfights over the Xirnium fleet, a small number had opted to kamikaze the bridge, while others engulfed in their fury, consumed by anger and in a fit or rage and bloodlust would fly with deadly precision taking shots at anything and everything that moved, yes the fleet was destroyed but they were very much alive and all the more trrifying for it.

Out of the sea would come the dreaded Valgen, it's armour blacked and cracked it had been fortunate enough to have been diving under water when the ordinance had hit it, the immense heat ir radiated had caused much of the ordinance to detonate prematurely, it was definetly damaged that much could be seen but it was very much functional or to the distant observer, Alive, a great mechanical roar can be heard as it accelerates forwards. Truly a beast from the pit of evil, Valgen it would atacked head on the fighters and any nearby batteries, the pilots of this Valgen, were different they were even more sadistic than regular blood guard, they were quite willing to destroy their enemies capabilities to attack and then force the enemy commanders to watch helplessly as the beast from the pit itself would cuase destruction, it was of course too close to the fleet for it to be fired on with Nukes, even if it were it would merely be prolonging the inevtiable, Valgen's were notorious for their survivability, true they had never endured a nuclear blast before but iwas possible, it was indeed possible.

"Get all forces except the Velkyan attack force to return here and prepare for the retreat, We need only wait for the generals triumphant return now, we may have lost ships but if we retreat once the general returns this will be a great victory for us," Delevan would chant these words with almost unholy glee, he himself realised that with nukes now being bandied about it was only a matter of time before there was another one of those mysterious laser attacks...

Novacom Fleet

Have the Kindrax fire on the Xharnians, all batteries open fire, all tubes loaded with Piledrivers, aim all batteries, all units prepare for the attack, first we take care of these foolish traitors and then we take care of the filthy traitors, now go, in the service of destiny we shall win this battle," Admiral Kenzal would be by now stalking down the crewpits uttering words of encouragement, he truly lead from the front, his men would die for him and he would die for them.

The Novacom Fleet would launch a collosal barrage to at the Xharnian Fleet, all batteries would open up and Hijir and Vindicator would swarm in attacking with almost supernatural aqccuracy, Novacom forces were a different experience entirely for those who knew nothing about them, military traditions and practices, honed in isolation for over 6,000 years were a terrifying sight to behold, the noble Novacom Pilots would fly in a harmonious synchrony as they danced their trail of death and destruction over the Xharn fleet, Missiles rained down with impossible accuracy, those that impacted would drive deep into the decks and explode back to the surface and leave a giant gaping and ragged hole an easy target for the precision munitions of the Hijir and the laser cannons of the Vindicators, The End was nigh the end of the Path had been reached and the Xharn fleet would surely go no further, but except for a small boat of Blood Guard hurtling away with what looked like a struggling form their would seem to be no attempt at escape.

OCC: Sorry, but this is a lot to read. Is the God-King have any heirs who want the throne?

IC: The Viceroy of the Grand Duchy of Pulcifer bowed his head. He had had so much paperwork these days, he had only just come across the report before him. The God King was dead. He was part of a dieing breed, the last of the nobility of the world, who bore the weight of more then ten generations on their backs but were ridiculed for being outdated. The Emperors were falling, and the mob believed in their right to deal with other countries. They new nothing. The Viceroy lowered his head and cried softly, though whether for the God King or the loss of the great families of Old, he didn't know.

OCC: The Duchy would gladly take any heir that needs a base.

OOC: which one lol, there have been 2 divine rulers killed so far, from 2 different nations no less.

OCC: Sorry, but this is a lot to read. Is the God-King have any heirs who want the throne?

I believe this (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9971337#post9971337) post would answer all of your questions.

Basically, the High Ecclesiarchy was extremely thorough in their work. They ruthlessly murdered every single member of the Divine Family and, just to be sure, they named the God-Emperor's deceased successor, Adaemantus XII, as the nominal monarch (so that no one else might claim the crown).

Legally there is no way for someone to attempt to sit on the Throne of Ages, and the High Ecclesiarchy (Holy Xirnium's supreme legislature) is now the permament steward to the throne.

OOC: I will say this though, It is a pity that none of his daughters survived, I had been toying with the idea of marrying my Suprainister's son off to one of your God-Emporer's son and sollidify Novacom-Xirnium Relations with a bond of blood.

What were your thoughts on my other Idea BTW?

The explosion was seen for miles around, as the Valgen exploded in a brilliant fireball. The AF-17s of Harrier roared upwards into the clouds, dodging bits and pieces. High above, the AWACs

"Harrier, what's your status?!"

The comm line was dead, static filling the ears of the AWACs radio operator.

"Harrier 2, come in, repeat, Harrier 2, come in, this is AWACs ThunderHawk 8, status report on strike."

The voice of Harrier 2 suddenly filled the AWAC's headset.

"This is Harrier, we have an enemy Valgen downed, repeat, Valgen is destoryed!"

"Good kill, Harrier, ammuntion status?"

"Negative, ThunderHawk, we are bingo on ammo, permission to RtB!"

"Permission denied, enemy marines have boarded the Liberty, landing is suicidal."

Harrier 2 was gripped by suprise.

"Boarded? Fuckin' hell!"

Fuckin' Hell indeed. The enemy boarder stormed through the Liberty, approaching the hanger anger. A few AWACs and Luna gunships were still inside, but the massive room was otherwise devoid of any aircraft. Regardless, several sqauds of Marines fortified the Hanger with temporary barricades, mounting SAWs on them at strategic points. Snipers paced along the catwalks, preparing their rifles for action. As the surge of enemy advanced through the ship towards the Hanger, the last line of defense before enetering into the bow superstructure, which held the command and control equipment, 100 Marines stormed through the walkways, slugging their wounded comrades behind them, as the last sqauds placed claymore-style mines and other traps for the advancing Blood Guard.

Perched on the catwalks directly above the entrances to the hangers, a sqaud armed with rockets waited for the enemy Hunters to arrive. While the "fort" sqauds and the snipers pinned them down, these men would fire NIAPR rockets into the enemy. Machine guns in the catwalks would provide suppressing fire. Powered Armor marines sat with their 20mm Autocannons and 70mm AT rifles, waiting for the assault. Anticipating a flanking manuever, 100 of the Marines were assigned to guard the flanking doors.

Rows of landmines covered the floors of the hanger, waiting to be activated by Colonel Vladimir Zathin at his bridge control center.

The last sqauds ran through the open doorways, tracked by snipers as they locked the doors and placed delayed claymores on them. Marines gripped their weapons tightly, fitting into cover as best they could, and waiting for the final charge.

400 marines and sailors against 1,100 enemy marines.

Fuckin' Hell...

OOC: Check the OOC thread as i'd like a map of the ships interior, particularly how it connects to the bridge island...

"Harrier, this is Ensign Pamudoi, you can land and restock on the Novacom Carrier, Venzul (said Ven-Zhoul), I need to resupply as well," The Young Nocturne pilot would upload the co-ordinates and a Novacom Kivazan Carrier would light up on the Velkyan HUD, above it would be displayed "Venzul" the unit would turn away and accelerate off in the direction of the carrier the air behind it warping slightly as the emissions from it's powerful engines would heat the air. He would relax himself slightly, no longer quite so tense, he'd heard about the Valgen at the Academy, even the toughest of simulations couldn't prepare anybody for this, he casually thought to himself, still it was a start, a start for defeating Admiral Kukonois madness, he wasn't about to let anyone else die because of that man, not if he could help it, not after what had happened 7 years ago.

General Drejas had ordered a halt, his broad form commanded respect, he was a powerful figure, his vast shoulders well built and not an ounce of fat on him, if meeting him for the first time you would more than likely think him a likeable fellow, with a good sense of humour, nothing could be farther from the truth however, as the man ordered for assault gear to be brought up from the Transports, it wouldn't be long before fully all 1,000 of the Blood Guard were equipped with large Hexagonal sheilds, made along similar lines to the Covenant Guard ones they lacked some of their splendor.

The General had lowered his voice to a raspy whisper, but even this could not diminish the terrible fear his horrid voice inspired, "Captian get your men to the upper deck doors and wait for my signal," with a fierce kick to the rump he would send the captain on his painful way, shortly later a click would come over the comlinks, 3 quick clicks would go shrotly afterwards, Combeers (Combat Engineers) would advance forward carefully, setting powerful explosives on the doors and stepping back, at the other doors the same action would happen again, slowly but carefully the Blood Guard would retreat back far enough to be safe from any fire through the doors, another click would ominously sound as the explosives would go off, exploding the doors outwards, the Blood Guard would stand ready huddled behind their interlocking sheilds, they disliked holding the blasted things, but orders were orders, maxismise the enemies casualties while lmiting your own, the General had opted to preserve men until he needed them later, it was very strange really, the man never had any second thoughts about slaughteing anyone when battle wasn't raging, perhaps it was a case of split personalities, they really didn't want to know, who would?

The Blood Guard would fire large gas grenades into the hangar and wait, they had already donned their gasmasks, grudginly at that, they realised the reason for caution the battle was their life and people lived or died on how ready they were, but they longed to kill they needed to the bloodlust howled in their destetable skulls and pulsed through their palid likenessess, they were truly sadists, right down to the last man, corrupted, perhaps forever by the gods they themselves had corrupted.

Novacom Fleet

Have the Kindrax fire on the Xharnians, all batteries open fire, all tubes loaded with Piledrivers, aim all batteries, all units prepare for the attack, first we take care of these foolish traitors and then we take care of the filthy traitors, now go, in the service of destiny we shall win this battle," Admiral Kenzal would be by now stalking down the crewpits uttering words of encouragement, he truly lead from the front, his men would die for him and he would die for them.

The Novacom Fleet would launch a collosal barrage to at the Xharnian Fleet, all batteries would open up and Hijir and Vindicator would swarm in attacking with almost supernatural aqccuracy, Novacom forces were a different experience entirely for those who knew nothing about them, military traditions and practices, honed in isolation for over 6,000 years were a terrifying sight to behold, the noble Novacom Pilots would fly in a harmonious synchrony as they danced their trail of death and destruction over the Xharn fleet, Missiles rained down with impossible accuracy, those that impacted would drive deep into the decks and explode back to the surface and leave a giant gaping and ragged hole an easy target for the precision munitions of the Hijir and the laser cannons of the Vindicators, The End was nigh the end of the Path had been reached and the Xharn fleet would surely go no further, but except for a small boat of Blood Guard hurtling away with what looked like a struggling form their would seem to be no attempt at escape.


The Xharnian 3rd Royal Fleet may have been crippled but they were not stupid. The Cruisers started to unleash there Anti-Air Missiles to protect the center of the circle from crumbling. (Thus protecting Carriers, Dreadnoughts and Battleships.) Several Destroyers were highly damaged and started to sink to the sea. Several life boats could be seen as the crews from these tried to get out of there sinking coffins and to the safety of ships that were still operating...

The Carrier's unleash there Fighters. These were "Falcons" the Naval Fighter of choice. They begin to launch there Air to Air missiles at the enemy fighters as they escort the Xharnian Bombers into postion. The Bombers unleash there deadly payload of death upon the Novacom fleet any ship hit would be suffering major external damage.

The Submarines for good measure launch another volley of there deadly torpedos with the intent of hitting Novacom's dreadnoughts...


The Fighters and Bombers from the 2nd and 4th fleet arrived and saw the mess that the 3rd Fleet was in they resume formation as they prepare to fire smart bombs into the Novacom Fleet..

OOC: Silly, my troops are NBC protected.

Also, those shields aren't going to do jack for you, considering my troops are armed with a PMT version of the XM-29, which has a programmable 20mm cannon launcher.

IC:

Noises could be heard inside the hanger, but it wasn't of coughing. Gunfire emerged from the marines, peppering the would-be attackers. SAWs opened up, covering the advancing armies with lead. Battle cries and fierce yelling could be heard inside the hanger, as the fire intensified. It was quite inaccurate, and not a single round managed to find it's mark.

The Marines were terrified.

Meanwhile, the Admiral viewed the battle from the bridge, as all hell broke out on the ship. He sighed.

Another fine ship lost to the enemy...

OOC: My troops don't know that though however NBC gear last time I checked did not protect against Flash Bangs which I made mention of being thrown in addition, The Sheilds are just that, they'll give them a good deal more survivability, care to tell me what a SAW is, and don't forget about the battle outside of the ship, my Pilot just offered your harrier a place to land and restock, if the armnaments are incompatible they may be allowed to give a Hijir a spin...

And Xharn my Hijir arn't Fighters, that was established quite a while back :P

IC: a mere 100 Blood Guard would run in on the ground level while a full 200 would run in on the higher levels, half of the grisly murderous men would be wielding wicked looking swords while the others would be spraying everything with precision machine gun fire, taking a moment to hurl high explosive grenades everywhere, hiding behind their sheilds a reifnofoiced transparant square would allow them to aim as they fired burst after burst at the marines, the Blood Guards wielding swords would run to close with their enemies howling a wicked battle cry, their sheilds protectiong them from all but the most determined assaults, they were after blood and the would have it.

Yet more Blood Guard would protrude out of the shattered doors, they too would lay down a withering hail of hateful lead at their enemies, the main body of the force would wait, wait.

Novacom Fleet

Sentinals and Niretailions would put up a withering barrage of anti air fire, missiles and co-ordinated anti air fire would light up the darkneing sky with the seeming light of heaven, The Withdrawal of the Hated Admiral Kukonois' gruesome forces had given them time to reform their lines, that chance had been invaluable, the Vonsulas would prowl underwater their sleek forms cutting through the cold and heartless ice water and would launch a dizzying array of Torpedo's as well as some strange things, They were the AKU's Amphibious Mobile suits that excelled in underwater Combat, they would slice through the black water heading directly for the arrogant Xharn Submarines, launching missile after powerful missile the enemy submarines would fast find themselves full of holes and heavily damaged, already torpedo tubers were being targetted, other AKU's would swarm in and crach down with their mighty arms, dealing blow after menacing blow.

On the Surface the Vanguard Hijir and Ensign Vindicators were wreaking havoc, they had fallen upon the Xharn Airforce with eager glee, the enemy was not used to fighting Mobile Suits and it showed, Bombers were went after with a vengance, the Hijir and Vindicator's superior manoervering capabilities paying dividends as they launched a withering hail of Stalker Rockets at the enemy Bomber Formations, they hadn't been able to break through the Novacom perimeter yet, unfortunatly for them as the heart of the Novacom Battle fleet would launch a collosal 3,000 missile strike at the Xharn 3rd fleet, with Vindicators swarming in dodging missiles, their pilots were elite's they wouldn't be piloting these experiemtnal units unless they were the best possible. they would swarm in like a pack of eager vultures blasting away at gun explacements with their Laser Cannons, Launching a hellish array of rockets and missiles and in general throwing the Xharn fleet into a general panic.

The Jammers onboard the Novacom fleet would ramp up to full strength instantly blocking out all Xharn Communications and detection, missiles would instantly veer off course their telentry scrambled some would even turn on their own ships. The Novacom Battlefleet would be on the ascendant it's forces would begin advacning, not breaking formation.

However though that was not the only suprise in store for the Xharnians, they had neglected the large Fkying Monstrosity in the air, the Jindrax, it would soar into the heated battle launching a hail of missile at the reinforcement fleets, it's consdierable compliment of Vindicators descending like a plague of frogs upon the unsuspecting ships, they would swarm in knocking out weapoins and AA batteries before the enemy had a chance to react, "Prepare to fire Damocles Cannon, set Target Xharn reinforcement fleet flagship," The ship would light up ominously energy can be seen coursing over the surface of the ship, other batteries would continue to rain down a storm of heavy ordinance, the nose of the ship would seem to elongate a massive crystal like sturcture at the end would seem to glow, "Fire," and as the anxious order were given a gigantic beam of pure light would break over the Xharn reinforcement fleets, massive amounts of damage would be done, and the Vindicator would swarm back in eager to do yet more damage, things would get far worse, the Novacom Fleet had spolit into 2 distinct groups and one of them was hurtling towards the now beseiged Xharn fleet and would begin raining down yet even more ordincance, it was certainly a day to die, but there wasn't much good about it.

Lady Inquisitor Aleia screamed in fury as she violently threw a heavy steel filing cabinet across the room, causing it to shatter on impact with the solid concrete wall, its papers scattering everywhere.

To many, the sheer ferocity of her uncharacteristic outburst might have seemed superhuman, impossible given the lightness of the Inquisitor’s slender figure. Her abilities were in fact a product of her rigorous Inquisition training, ancient techniques which could unlock the full latent mental abilities of the human mind, allowing conscious manipulation of what are normally autoregulatory functions. A trained Inquisitor has full control over each and every muscle (whether it be involuntary or voluntary) in his or her body, a result of their supreme mental skills. This totality of control over the nerves and muscles of the body allows Inquisitors to perform unbelievable physical feats of strength and precision, from the contraction of a single muscle to a devastatingly forceful blow.

‘The High Council is unimpressed with the results of your investigation, Lady Inquisitor,’ announced Lord High Grand Inquisitor Sygnus Verdant, showing considerably greater restraint then Lady Aleia had done. Together they stood in the wrecked police station, the slain bodies of the law enforces having already been efficiently removed by Inquisition Acolytes and taken away to the Great Synod for detailed examination. Empty shell casings littered the area, while bullet holes and blood stains covered the walls.

Before answering, the Lady Inquisitor made sure to purge the rage from her thoughts, suppressing her emotions with the brutal effectiveness only an Inquisitor can achieve. ‘My apologies, your Worship,’ Lady Aleia answered, ‘but the Kraven terrorists have been silent for some time, making it difficult to track their movements. It is our understanding that they are only a small cell, rendering infiltration impossible.’

‘Unacceptable, Inquisitor,’ replied Lady High Grand Inquisitor Francine Lyebaer, shaking her head. ‘Excuses mean nothing to the High Council. You have been given a task and it must be completed.’

'And may I point out,' added Lord High Grand Inquisitor Sygnus Verdant, 'your failure so far to apprehend therse individuals is responsible for the deaths of over a dozen police officers.'

‘I require greater resources,’ Lady Aleia explained simply, her mind calculating the limitless possibilities, weighing the multitude of variables.

‘And you shall get them,’ promised Lady High Grand Inquisitor Francine Lyebaer. ‘The Inquisition is now fully in control of this investigation and you and your team have been granted unlimited powers. The Inquisition is unconcerned where you need to go, what group you need to infiltrate and what contacts you need to make. Utilise whatever resources you need, just find these terrorists.’

‘I understand, your Worship. I will not fail,’ vowed Lady Aleia.

'You never have,' observed Lord High Grand Inquisitor Sygnus Verdant truthfully.

Novacom Fleet

Sentinals and Niretailions would put up a withering barrage of anti air fire, missiles and co-ordinated anti air fire would light up the darkneing sky with the seeming light of heaven, The Withdrawal of the Hated Admiral Kukonois' gruesome forces had given them time to reform their lines, that chance had been invaluable, the Vonsulas would prowl underwater their sleek forms cutting through the cold and heartless ice water and would launch a dizzying array of Torpedo's as well as some strange things, They were the AKU's Amphibious Mobile suits that excelled in underwater Combat, they would slice through the black water heading directly for the arrogant Xharn Submarines, launching missile after powerful missile the enemy submarines would fast find themselves full of holes and heavily damaged, already torpedo tubers were being targetted, other AKU's would swarm in and crach down with their mighty arms, dealing blow after menacing blow.

On the Surface the Vanguard Hijir and Ensign Vindicators were wreaking havoc, they had fallen upon the Xharn Airforce with eager glee, the enemy was not used to fighting Mobile Suits and it showed, Bombers were went after with a vengance, the Hijir and Vindicator's superior manoervering capabilities paying dividends as they launched a withering hail of Stalker Rockets at the enemy Bomber Formations, they hadn't been able to break through the Novacom perimeter yet, unfortunatly for them as the heart of the Novacom Battle fleet would launch a collosal 3,000 missile strike at the Xharn 3rd fleet, with Vindicators swarming in dodging missiles, their pilots were elite's they wouldn't be piloting these experiemtnal units unless they were the best possible. they would swarm in like a pack of eager vultures blasting away at gun explacements with their Laser Cannons, Launching a hellish array of rockets and missiles and in general throwing the Xharn fleet into a general panic.

The Jammers onboard the Novacom fleet would ramp up to full strength instantly blocking out all Xharn Communications and detection, missiles would instantly veer off course their telentry scrambled some would even turn on their own ships. The Novacom Battlefleet would be on the ascendant it's forces would begin advacning, not breaking formation.

However though that was not the only suprise in store for the Xharnians, they had neglected the large Fkying Monstrosity in the air, the Jindrax, it would soar into the heated battle launching a hail of missile at the reinforcement fleets, it's consdierable compliment of Vindicators descending like a plague of frogs upon the unsuspecting ships, they would swarm in knocking out weapoins and AA batteries before the enemy had a chance to react, "Prepare to fire Damocles Cannon, set Target Xharn reinforcement fleet flagship," The ship would light up ominously energy can be seen coursing over the surface of the ship, other batteries would continue to rain down a storm of heavy ordinance, the nose of the ship would seem to elongate a massive crystal like sturcture at the end would seem to glow, "Fire," and as the anxious order were given a gigantic beam of pure light would break over the Xharn reinforcement fleets, massive amounts of damage would be done, and the Vindicator would swarm back in eager to do yet more damage, things would get far worse, the Novacom Fleet had spolit into 2 distinct groups and one of them was hurtling towards the now beseiged Xharn fleet and would begin raining down yet even more ordincance, it was certainly a day to die, but there wasn't much good about it.

OOC: Sorry thought the Hijir were fighters but if they are flying mobile suites than the weapons my Fighters used should be some what effective. and by the way my 3rd Fleet is decimated but your fleet seems to be acting like it is unscathed. I am sure they at least lost a few ships or some mobile suites the wandered to close the Xharnian Barrages...... The 2nd and 4th fleets are not at the battle they are on there way. There Fighters and bombers flew ahead and started to launch there attack wave on your fleet.


IC:


The Xharnian Royal 3rd Fleet was doomed as they watched in horror as the enemy barrage came at them. The Cruisers did there best but the weapons were already over heating and the constant firing with everything they had worn down the Amo had all but been drained. The Anti-Air missiles did there best to take out the incomeing 3,000 missiles coming there way. This would have taken out over 1,000 of them but several others easily passed through the Xharnian defenses and hit the decks of several warships..



The Air battle was not in Xharn's favor. The enemy had support from the main land with long range Anti-Air weapons taking out several fighters and bombers it was estimated roughly 35% of Xharn's Naval Air power had been destroyed in this costly massive attack. The remaining fighters and bombers including the ones orginally from 3rd Fleet headed back to the two other fleets. There had been a general retreat order. The Xharnian Navy was to pull out there forces from the area thanks to laser that destroyed the Dreadnought "Helosia" whiched had the main Fleet Marshal in charge of the reniforcements luckly 4th Fleet had it's own Fleet Marshal that took command of the Fleet.

The King was nervious, This would cost him big time at home and if Novacom invaded thinking a land invasion would be that easy scared the hell out of him.


The King Carl Von Ericson orders the Nuclear Submarines of the Xharnian 1st Royal Fleet to target the Novacom Armada amassing off Xharn's coast. The Submarine's specailized Mark IV's were ordered on standby. If the Novacom Forces moved closer towards Xharn's Coast. The international community would read Nukes fire in aggression in international waters.

OOC: I already posted quite a while ago I think 2 or 3 pages ago that all of Admiral Kukonois forces in the area had eithered returned to prepare for withdrawal or went to attack Velkya, My fleet is hurting that's for sure but the command structure is still intact. even 5 minutes repsite will have given them a chance to get re-organised, The Mobile Suits certainly took losses, propably a hundred or so for each barrage, by now I'll have propably lost 40%-50% of my Mobile Suits from the battle as a whole, however my fleet's carray an unusually high air compliment so it propably evens out roughly BTW whatever happened to your representative being sent to Divango? BTW the Novacom Fleet is roughly 5 hours away from your coast, so well within international waters, I'm not debating the effectiveness of your weapons, they certainly hit hard so no problems there.

IC: The Battle was joined, the Novacom fleet had suffered heavily but discipline was strong still, Hijir Assault would rocket into the air, Their 4 large Pilderiver Missiles slung over their arms, they would fly to their target and pepper them with the powerful missiles, They would swarm in, ready to deliver their precious payload at the Xharn fleet, fully one half of the Novacom Battle fleet had completed it's seperation into 2 forces, and now the second force had soard into combat, pushing probing and flanking the Xharn 3rd fleet, soaring through the air, some exploding catastrophically as stray munitions caught them, some would survive some would fall screaming to the ice cold sea water quivering below.

The Novacom fleet would continue launching precision naval barrages with their guns, bolstered by a high speed computer network and an advanced AI known as IXION. The fleet was magnificient, an ogran of destruction a hrabrinnger of doom a songstress of death and obliteration, casualties had been severe but not enough to cripple the fleet, not by a long shot.

Xirnium Mainland

The Good Commodore would idly wander into the room, he had heard a great crash and was curious, blood samples had already been taken the place was being swept for DNA samples and the van tracks outside were at this very moment having a plaster cast taken of them.

"The naval confrontation off the coast has not made matters easier either, we had been using the insurgents battle language transmissions to track them, but of course the jamming blocked it along with everything else out, there was no way we could have predicted it. We have some interesting findings thus far, the Tyre tracks have aiddferent style of tread to those traditionally found in Iathern, however they are more common in Naerth. Also I have been briefed on Capitol Police before, I tell you this now, this was done by no ordinary Capitol Police, they have been proven to not have the independance or ability of free thinking to conduct an insurgency, there has been speculation however that a seperate corps of Capitol Police exist, we've codenamed them elites, we surmise that they are the beginning's of the Reichmarshalls and the like, as they appear to have free will and independance, to a degree at least or else they would make ppor commanders. Also the Caliber of rounds used is in fact not the same as those used during the war, either Kraven has refitted their entire forces or these are for special operations use either is just as likely." he would lean against the door frame casually, relativley unpurturbed by the events that had just unfolded, beleive it or not they got off easily this time round, his thoughts continued to burn through this vein anaylysing and predicting possible moves by this foe, it was going to take time to track them down, time was something they fortunatly had in abundance, he broke through his reviere to speak once more, "However there is one bright side, indeed they are a small cell, no larger than 10 propably less, perhaps as few as 5. Any smaller and they have no margin for error, and larger and they have no margin for error should their cell be found, They are indeed the sole cell in Xirnium, if the situation were otherwise we would have had more attacks by now."

Josh nodded gently, he was very confident in his anaylsis he'd been doing counter insurgency work for years, Admiral Kukonois was a relentless foe, and slowly dismantling his insurgency operations required time, and over that time he had become considered to be an expert in the field.

The room behind hosh would darken, darken to beyond the blackest of night, A tall figure inhabbited the dark, the dark did not consume the figure, rather the figure consumed the dark, a great presence could be felt, almost supernatural, the figure would loom up behind the good commodore and emenate ominously a few choice words, "certainaly a suicinct anaylsis Commdore Delmuzan," the figure would pause to step into the room, he was tall, almost too tall, fis face long and pointed sharp piercing eyes of bizzare purple hue, his long cloak cut along similar lines of Novacom Military Uniform, a large floppy cap covered his head, a single intimidating eblem pinned on it http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v619/DK_Viceroy/BlackSkullEnforcerBadgeComplete.png "I can see now why you were sent here, I forget my manners though, I am Lieutenant Falkonois, a Black Skull Enforcer," the commodore in the doorway would quiver slightly, he had heard of them before, they were certainly not something he wanted to get tied up with, the mere presence of one shocked him to the core, why here, why now and how did he know where they were.

Instead of finding a mass of terrified marines on the decks of the hanger, the advancing Blood Guard found only a few rifles and SAWs attached to rudimentary triggering devices. Kneeling over the pick one up, a sensor on the Colonel’s control pad went off. He shut it off and called to the admiral.

"Sir, they picked up the trap!"

The admiral stared from the bridge of the lead HHT as it pulled away, some 70000 troops in lifeboats and HHTs following him.

“Excellent, colonel.”

"Permission to fire off package, sir?”

The admiral looked sad at the thought of his beloved flagship. He remembered the day it was assigned to him, a sparkling new ship, fresh from the Southport. Yards. He then thought of the demons that now inhabited her, the evil Blood Guard. Then he thought of the people these fiends had murdered. Their time was now. A Marine 2nd LT walked over the Comm. Officer.

“Give me a line over to the PA systems of the ship.”

The officer in charge of communication fiddled with his panel for a second, then gave the Marine the thumbs up.

“Attention, shitheads of the Novacom rebel forces, you are currently sitting on one of the biggest bombs in Velkyan history, the 100,000 ton V.S.S. Liberty’s Light. We’d like to thank you for testing this new weapon out, as you have given us to perfect opportunity to do so. See you in hell!”

The Colonel flipped a switch on his control pad. C-5 strapped to the generators of the Liberty exploded, plunging the ship into total darkness. He then pressed a small red button on the pad. Instantly, 10 UPR warheads linked a fuse detonated, sending waves of superheated plasma throughout the ship. Outside, Marines over a mile away heard the loud BOOM and watched as a 5 kiloton (each warhead consists of 10 mini warheads, which deliver 1/10 of a kiloton of explosive power each) focused explosion ripped through the Liberty's Light. Any aircraft above the carrier would be vaporized and certainly anyone inside incinerated. Fortunately, the only men inside were the evil General and his 1,000 men, the remaining crew and marines evacuated via Heavy Hovercraft Transport and lifeboats. The shockwave swept through the fleet, the smaller ships buckling, some lifeboats nearly flipping over. The explosion visible for many miles.

The admiral looked back and saluted. Seeing this action, the other did as well, as the remains (a few bulkheads and fragments of burned flight deck) of the Liberty's Light sank beneath the tortured sea. Soon, the entire crew saluted this action, as a squadron of ISF-2Ns roared overhead, surveying the damage.

“This is Scythe 2, FLIR reports no survivors, over.”

The Admiral sighed, and looked up at the sky. Thin traces of electricity from the mass detonation crackled in the air, flashes in the darkening sky.

OOC: What or Harrier you never posted up a response to that, it would have made an interesting little side to this :P

IC: Delevan would gaze at the monitor, General Drejas was dead, there was no escaping it, he was dead, it wasn't nessacerily a bad thing he reflected, but still it was the death of his superior. Why the refereence to Valgen though, did they know about Operation Necropolis? they couldn't surely, "Sir we've picked up on a massive flotilla of lifeboats, your orders sir?" A Blood Guard, his head bowed before Delevan, realising with a moment of absoloute clarity, he was now the General be default, his form quivered, he felt empowered, the Velkyans had exchanged one enemy for another, this new enemy far more dangerous.

"Standard procedure, have what few surviving Torrken we have carry out Vengance Protocols and have all Torrken over what remains of the Velkyan fleet do likewise also, complete the preparations for a retreat," The last part of this caused every Blood Guard and crew to turn round, they were in shock, retreat? the audacity of such an order was beyond beleif, they were not used to retreating, General Drejas had rarely had the need to retreat, he had been a brilliant if somewhat foolhardy tactician. They remembered Delevans earlier words, they still echoed through their grisly skulls, "Choose now or Die Indecisive," the ancient maxim of the Diri E I G Ignen, they had chosen, they would follow their new leader, to the death if need be.

The Entire Fleet would contract, a tight ring would be formed, and all Torrken not carrying out the Vengance Protocol were landing.

The Order was given, the remaining Torrken in their Entirety would break off their attack on what remained of the Velkyan fleet, their purpose, A Grisly task, they had suffered greatly with this "Test" of the Velkyans, they thought as one seeking to carry out their new order, The Vengance Protocol, the scuttling of the lifeboats and hovercraft, one extra addition had been made to the protocol, "No Survivors"

OOC:
Are you planning to ram my lifecraft?

If so, remember that there are still about 300 allied fighters over the fleet, both Velkyan and Xirniumite, plus about 400 survivng CICW guns and 100 SAM batteries.

The hovercraft are armed with a Phalanx for anti-missile defense, but the lifeboats are basically unarmed. Marines that happen to be armed with a General Purpose Missile System will attempt to fire back as well.

OOC: no actually I'm not, the remaining 1,000 Torrken will be doing a strafing run, ICly History is in essence repeating itself, Yet again a large force of Lifeboats will be attacked. By now however most of them will be fresh out of rockets and firing 75mm shells, and even then they'll be running low on those as well though because of that they'll be a lot more manoeverable. Also however, they ar equipped with a pair 30mm machine gun mounted on the chest, mainly used for soft targets. (roughly similar to your CICW except they don't rotate around being in fixed mountings)

Remember I'm developing Admiral Kukonois and his ilk as evil at the moment, this sort of thing is perfectly in character for them.

IC: Torrken would fill the sky for a short moment, and then spread out strafing the bedraggled force, what remaing missiles they had would be hailed down on the Hovercraft and lifeboat alike, 75mm shells would also hail down and 30mm machine gun fire would puncture and penetrate anything that moved, Far away the massive fleet had finished it's preparations it merely awaited the return of these Torrken.

A massacre was afoot, they soared overhead dodging and weaving but mainly avoiding any attempts to defend the helpless and hapless and undeniable haggard men on the boats, they were magnicifcent truly a sight to behold. Several Torrken would spiral down ftailiong flame and smoke before exploding over a hovercraft, any losses they took the pilots took almost unnatural care to make sure they crashed and burned on a lifeboat or hovercraft, the things would need to be competly anhialated lest they do more damage in deaht than they could in life.

"Shit, shit, move!"

A destoryed Torrken slammed into a lifeboat, cutting short the screams of it's occupants, as another began to spit cannons shells at another target.

The Marine fingered his Javelin II, aiming for an approaching Torrken. Resting his hand on the trigger, he waited for that sound. A high-pitched hum then filled his ears, and he yelled.

"I've got tone!"

He fired, a round expelling itself out of the front of the launcher. The rocket's engine ignited in midair, slamming it upwards at over Mach 3 towards the enemy mech. All over the lifecraft "fleet", CICW guns and hand-held missile launchers fired, sending trails of fire and smoke upward.

Meanwhile, the 100 remaining fighters from the destroyed Liberty's Light converged on the enemy mobile suits. Tracers filled the air as the fighters launched hundreds of missiles into the enemy flank. 30mm guns poured into the enemy mobile suits. The main enemy fleet, which had retreated, was no longer a threat, and almost every single CICW gun and SAM battey opened up on the enemy, pouring immense volumes of lead into the aircraft.

Explosions would ring through the air, A trio of Torrken would fly through the air, relativley unscathed, however they had one major weakness, they had no ammuntion left, instead they loomed over the lead hovercraft, the first would ram into it and explode violently, more than likely taking it with them, the remaining 2 would ram into another pair of hovercraft, the Torrken's numbers were halved by the assault, as the mechs fell to the sea's they fired the entirety of their remaining arsenals at the boats, before landing on a doomed craft. The Battle here was truly over, and the massacre was drawing to a close, the pilots had done thier jobs well, surely this would be a day to live in infamy.

OOC: These things aren't tiny, they can hold about 500 troops each.

IC: The Torrken slamed into the lead craft, taking with it the engines, imobilzing it completely. It continued to battle on, firing it's defenses unceasingly as another hovercraft took a hit, lisitng badly. The fighters over the fleet operated with impunity, seeing as the enemy was virtually out of amunition and more concerned with suicide runs than the targets that were engaging them. Endless waves of SAMs and guns once again poured into the enemy, but it was starting to look hopeless. Naval pilots were almost out of ammunition, and had to pull out to rearm at Novacom carriers. Almost 100 lifecraft had been lost already, and more were to come. Suddenly, a massive roar was heard over the din of the battlefield.

On the bridge of the Fremantle, the RADAR began to pick up large waves of incoming aircraft coming in at high speeds.

"Sir, unknown contacts inbound, coming in from the southwest, approaching at over 4000 knots!"

The captain walked over.

"Who the hell is that?!"

Almost immeditatly, as if he had heard the captain, a voice filled the headset of the allied radio operators.

"This is Phoniex Sqaudron of the 7th Air Wing, we are at the head of a 100 aircraft formation that is inbound on your position, we request immediate vectoring to targets via AWACs communication, over."

"Phoniex, this is the dreadnought Fremantle, AWACs Thunderhawk 5 will vector you to the wreck site of the Liberty's Light, a large enemy force is attempting to eliminate the survivors, intridicte immeditatly."

"Roger that, this is Thunderbird 5, all wing aircraft, permission to engage!"

Phoniex 1 called out.

"You heard the man, all units, fire at will, teach those motherfuckers not to mess with the Allied Union!"

Battle cries rang free on all channels, as individual sqaudrons took flanking manuvers on the enemy, approaching them from all sides and altitudes. Hundreds of missiles shot forth, as the formation of ISF-2s screamed over the embattled Marines, ready to protect their kin from the vicious attacks of the enemy.

OOC: Larger Targets then :P

IC: The Torrken were almost completly obliterated, they had fallen on many a lifeboat, meaning every time the enemy thought they had a victory the killed their own men, for every victory of the good it was truly the evil that was winning.

The Sub Fleet had vainished, gone for the world to see, no more would this fleet harrass anyone, at least for the moment and as parting gift it had fired all of it's remaining missiles a whole 4,000 would be launched all at the lifecraft, how could anyone be so truly evil?

Unfourtunatly for evil, good had about 400 pissed CICW gunners left in it's arsenal.

The quickly swivled around, dealing out huge portions of lead to the incoming enemy missiles. Swallow SLAMMs ignited off the decks of the the FAD ships, their fragmentation charges knocking about several enemy missiles at once. The tightly packed ASMs were easy picking for the radar-guided CICW systems, as millions of 30mm shells poured into the oncoming horde of death. Explosions dotted the sky, as 4,000 missiles met their end to the CICW gunners and SLAMM batteries of the Velkyan fleet.

The tortured sea suddenly began to clear, and rays of light emerged from the heavens. For the first time, the Velkyans counted their losses. Almost half the fleet had been destoryed. Destoryers and crusiers sat burning, as another dreadnought sank beneath the waves forever. The lifecraft, finally safe from attack, counted their own losses. Out of 8000 crew members, only 5000 were unscathed. Militarily speaking, this would have been a victory, but none of the troops felt victorious that day. Tired, hopeless, and depleted after the battle, these men would be scarred for life by the day's actions. Allied fighters screamed overhead, trying to give hope to the troops. The Fremantle and the Southern Cross, the only surviving capital ships, formed up with the remaining vessels of the fleet, as lifecraft boarded them, depositing the crew. Over the next few hours, VTOL Dropships with FLIR scanned the area, picking up lost crewmen. In total, almost 10,000 men had been killed or wounded that day, the worst loss of life of Velkyan soldiers since the doomed Tigerlan operation many years ago. The air forces of the fleet fared better than the others, losing only 60 aircraft to the rebels. The remainder of these craft flew on to Novan carriers or Xirnium fields, which ever was closer. But the thought on everyones mind that day was simple.

Those bastards are going down...

OOC: Why do you presume they are tightly packed nor are they exactly slow, these ones it particular are known as screechers because they travel in excess of mach 8 :P

The Sub Fleet had by now submerged, and began hurtling away, escaping comepletly from the field of battle, "Today we have acheived a great victory, Although General Drejas has fallen he fell bringing us victory, we chose then and we have survived decisive, the enemy had one choice, to choose now or die indecisive, We have struck blows against no less than 4 nations, and even now War brews between 2 of them, it is a great victory this day and we shall have praise in no end showered upon our brave selves." Delevan would reach to the hidden stars above on the bridge, he excelled at making speeches, and the Blood Guard agreed, they began their grisly chants and roars as all over the fleet the grusome men began their celebrations. The Sub Fleet would by now have slinked away completly undetected and they had prisonders as well.....

OOC: Sorry for late post had to work on the Senior Project.

IC: The King Carl Von Ericson ordered Daniel Leer a high level X.R.I.C. commander to act as the representaive to Divango. Daniel watched as his personal Jet took off from the Xharnian Royal Airport at the Capital of Xharnia.

The Jet was escorted by two C-14 Stealth Fighters these were to be more for show than for threatening to attack. They held formation at each wing of the Jet...


The 2nd and 4th Fleets were well distanced from Novacom's Fleet they hurried to get back to home port before Novacom's Navy could blockade Xharn's Coast...


The Royal Xharnian 3rd Fleet was using every thing they had untill there amountion ran out. The remaining ships just stayed there as they awaited there doom...

The 3rd Fleet had no fighters bombers and some of the submarines had fallen back to avoid being destroyed since they could still escape without deceted by Novacom's sea forces...

OOC: No problems, RL must naturally take priority over NS. BTW you mentioned firing on aircraft from the Mainland, the only such craft fitting that description were Xirnium's we're wondering whether this is intentional in the confusion of battle or a simple mistake?

IC: As the Xharn Transport would approach a large Formation of Ensign Vindicator would be seen patrolling, The scale of Divango was inspiring, a massive mountain with large and intimidating peaks would scrape through the clouds, and this was a small island compared to some of the other Novacom Homeisles, Maps rarely did justice to the sheer size of Novacom Territory, and if the sight was anything to go off, it would be hard to imagine a lightly patrolled area, swarms of strange variations of Hijir would soar through the air in errie synchrony, possessed by an almost unnatural co-ordination and oneness, they were the Hijir Viggen, the Cmputer Controlled Hijir that was being pioneered as a concept.

The Ensign Vindicator formation had formed up early around the Xharn transport and it's escort, they had been detected a fair way away and had been contacted fairly early as well, the conversation had been brisk and to the point, hammering home the almost terrifying Novacom Efficiency, the Formation around the transport was perfect, not a single deviation the speed hardly not even requring the vaguest of effort from the pilots, or their units. The Transport had had it's communications and detection methods jammed fairly early on, likewise with the escort, the only methods of communicating now were with a single frequency that linked directly back to the Divango Airspace Control Room. The Same frequency was also guiding the Transport, Divango's location was fairly common knowledge, as were several of the other Novacom Fortress Port Islands, they were relativley free allowing a steady stream of commerce to flow into Novacom, however in times of war they would be protected by another set of islands, these ones farther out than the Fortress Port Islands, they were strategically positioned and this had been picked up early on in the days of Novacom, and had been fortified to an extreme degree.

A Small Runway carved into the very mountain itself would be visible, the Xharn Transport still guided in by the formation, the craft would surely land soon, and a formation of Novacom Soldiers in pristine uniform and a certain Ambassador Valcus Torrodell would be waiting, the cliff walls of the Facility were gleaming and on them hung Novacom Banners and flags adding a regal air to the place, a small group of immaculatly clean Mechnicians would be waiting nearby and a set of stairs was near to hand to move into position, It was quite a display, all of it natural it seemed, what outsiders would deem to be a diabolically planned show was actually natural and standard procedure, On the touching down of the Transport Valcus would be waiting, and he was certainly a stern figure to behold, the conference ahead would be an interesting event certainly.


Xirnium

The Novacom Fleet had proven itself Admirably, yes they had suffered losses, noteably 2 dreadnoughts had been sunk and a heavy amount of damage allround, the ranks of Commodore Hijir had suffered greatly, the admiral cursed inwardly, why would a battle have had to occur weeks before he was due to have the things replaced with Vanguard Hijir, turning round from the window of his bridge he cast his thoughts to the Novacom fleet still wating 5 hours from the Xharn coastline, a blockade formation had been assumed, but as of yet nothing had been done in that endeavour, enquiring ships were being informed that it was a fleet manoverus excercise and told to go about their business as normal. "This will end badly for someone that much is sure," a single sentance to no-one in particular is uttered by the man, Admiral Kenzal would return the salute by the captain of his flagship as he meandered off the bridge and to his quarters, for some much desired rest.

OOC: Answered that on the OOC thread, BTW did you wipe out the 3rd Fleet they were out of firepower and one more barrage would have been more than sufficent to wipe them out and are your forces blockading military Xharnian vessels because if they are that means your going to be surrounded by Xharnian Ships from all sides...

IC: The X.R.I.C. Commander Daniel Leer had watched Novacom's territory with a wordless silence. He knew these were the people that was giving his homeland trouble and that made them enemies. Daniel would not let them no he was impressed. He starts to breath and assumes the mantle of arrogance and cruelity that defines X.R.I.C. he was going to represent his Kingdom aggressively....


The Jet touches down and the pilots were nervious as hell, They were notified this guy was a high ranking member of X.R.I.C. and there were plenty of rumors of what happens to people that cross them or proved to be effiecent at there jobs.

Ten Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen grab there customary M-16A2's and there customary equipment they head out of the Jet in standard Single file formation and form two lines of five at exit of the Jet. They were waiting for Daniel to walk out so they could follow behind him...

OOC: Said Force would be well in International Waters, this fleet is quite large and very well equipped, When I've finished my monthly number crunch I may post up actual numbers I may not, it depends.

Valcus would stand tall and proud, next to him an even taller man done out in almost eall black, with a small amount of red trim, on his large cap would be mounted the Sinister Emblem of the Black Skull Enforcers, the Ambassador himself looked fairly grand in his elegant yet simple uniform, to the side stoof in perfect parade formation 60 Novacom Soldiers, the Mechnicians had ran the ladders to the entrance almost before the transport had landed, The air was fraught with tension as the men exited the Transport.

Valcus resigned himself to playing host, he ill cared for foolish nations throwing their weight round for no reason, this was well known in the Foreign Affairs Commitee yet he had been assigned to deal with a nation that had done just that. Valcus would stand remain motionless, his face an impasive mask, he was a veteran diplomat and a fierce one at that. When the Xharn represenative exited the craft it was obvious that Valcus would be staying where he was.

Novacom Banners fluttered in the wind gently and the Novacom Anthem, a strange and buzzare piece yet somehow inspiring and uplifting, it was a cryptic piece and could only have been proiduced by these secretive people, who knew what else they hid in their mysterious lands, one thing was for certain, the Ambassador wouldn't be forthcomming, after all he was to deal with the situation in one way, or another...............

Commander Daniel was dressed in his usual black X.R.I.C. uniform. The white arm band with the symbol of Xharn (Dark Sun behind a skull in the center) on his right arm showed quite well. His military cap with the same symbol could be seen as well. He has a look of pure boredom as he marches with his men towards the meeting point..

The Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen stayed in step there uniforms consited with a barret with the symbol of Xharn on the top. They held there rifles at ready and stayed in step they kept there pace on each side of Daniel as he left the jet. They were ordered to protect Daniel at all cost and they were told the music and other enemy propangda would be used to scare them with errie music. The Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen were trained to be immuine to this type of warfare, They were Xharn's best and showed it as they marched with an almost Machine like efficenicy..

Valcus would feel a vague nagging of respect for the men, they seemed to share at least some of Novacom's principles perhaps their could be an agreement after all, he would draw himself up and resign himself to playing host, "I Welcome you to Novacom," he would finish there for a moment and the Black Skull Enforcer would chip in, in a deep sinister voice that echosed through the area, "Commander Daniel Leer, X.I.R.C." Valcus would nod slightly, and continue

"Ambassador Torrodell, This way," without further ado he would turn and lead the way through a doorway, it wouldn't take long for the group to enter a high roofed room with a simple yet stylish table and chairs, around the room stood 10 groups of 3 Silver Skull Enforcer's they paid no heed to those entering the room, at the table would be a Novacom Flag and a Xharn Flag, Valcus would motion for the Xharn commander to sit down as he himself lowered himself down with a getnel sigh, he would take a long draught of water from a nearby tall glass, one of several at the table accompanied by several large glass flaks full of fresh water. The Ambassador would sit patiently his eyes piercing the Xharnian's he was confident to an extreme degree, as he waited, waited..

Commander Daniel Leer was a high ranking X.R.I.C. commander such tatics of trying to scare him through silence and waiting would do nothing. Dainel merely returns a stare that shows of someone analyzing for weakness and looking like a shark ready to attack at the sight of blood.


The Xharnian Elite Royal Guardsmen hold there postion around the Commander. They have a hard stares on the faces like they have no other purpose but to stand there a guard. They would seem a little errier they way they just stood there not showing any sign of weakness or fatigue..

OCC: Okay, I’m back from real life, finally, and it seems much has happened while I was gone. Sorry for any inconvenience. Using fluid time I’ll finish off my part of the battle, since it seems that the Kukonians have left.

IC: The fierce battle currently playing out in the air of the by now linked up Xirnium 4th High Seas Fleet and 1st Battle Squadron was murderously brutal. Rafale M fighters and F-35 Naval Aircraft from the fleet were joined with many dozens of fighters from the mainland, and wove in and about the Torrken enemy, dog fighting desperately as they attempted to blast the Kukonians from the sky. Casualties incurred amongst the Xirnium aircraft were frightful, but then Xirnium, simply put, had more aircraft and could afford whatever butcher’s bill had to be paid.

‘I want the 9th and 22nd Tactical Fighter Squadron to engage the Kukonian fighters over my position immediately,’ the Lady Admiral snarled into the receiver, as a Torrken slammed into the heavy belt armour of her flagship, causing it to shudder with the huge force of the impact. All the ships of the fleet were engaged in desperate evasive manoeuvres, and their wakes snaked away in zig zags far into the distance of the frigid arctic waters. Though Admiral Patritisa had managed to spring a most audacious trap, she still had to wether the ferocious counter-attack of the Kukonian remnants.

The Xirniumite defenders, however, were also now at a distinct advantage, for the full anti-air capabilities of the Xirniumite naval units were brought to bare on the hostile units. With no friendly fleet left to retreat towards, the Kukonian forces were left completely exposed over a storm of Xirniumite AA fire.

Many hundreds of quick-firing 40 and 20mm guns blasted away at the Torrken, brilliant blue flame issuing from their firing barrels as they swivelled rapidly to track their targets. The ships fired volley after volley of Aster 15 surface-to-air missiles, their numberless exhaust trails filling the sky with a spider’s web-like tapestry. The sounds of the battle were terrifying, a chaotic and cruel din.

‘All heavy guns, take that snake demon out,’ ordered Lady Admiral Patritsia curtly. Well over one hundred 128 and 105mm heavy AA guns lobed a hail of armour-piercing/high explosive shells at the flying serpent, while escort cruisers launched their full missile complements at the unholy beast.

By now, however, the Iowa-class HMW Indomitable, flagship of the 4th Crusader High Seas Fleet, was attracting the greatest attention, and its CIWS fired desperately to keep at bay the Kamikaze Torrken. 'Rudders hard starboard, full reverse,' she ordered tersely, urgently trying to avoid the suicidal enemy aircraft. Inevitably they got through, despite the heroic efforts of the gallant defenders, and one smashed right into the superstructure of the behemoth, engulfing it in a fireball.

‘Goddamnit!’ cursed the XO bitterly, the flagship crippled by the impact, ‘My Lady, you need to get out of here right now, we’ve taken a critical hit.’ He wasn’t lying, the command bridge was trashed and most of the superstructure was ablaze. Support wires snapped and structures collapsed, causing one of the funnels to fall over and crash into the rest of the ship an inferno of destruction. Crew battled to contain the flames heroically, but in vain. The HMW Indomitable, once the Admiral’s darling flagship, was now a mess.

‘Captain, I want you and your men on the deck immediately,’ screamed the Admiral as the bridge filled with dense smoke, ‘ready all lifeboats to get out of this mess.’ A flurry of objections was cut short with the brusque words of Lady Patritisia, orders which commanded both obedience and respect, ‘I gave you a direct order Flag Captain Vrasus, now prepare to evacuate my ship!’

Another Torkken collided right on top of the turret of one of the guns, piercing the magazine and exploding catastrophically. The ship shuddered dangerously, its back broken, and began to list, filling rapidly with water. ‘All hands, abandon ship!’ screamed to Admiral, who herself refused to leave her shattered bridge.

The fires could not be contained, and the HMW Indomitable was hit again and again. Navy personnel jumped desperately into the freezing arctic waters, hoping that the battle would end soon enough that they could be rescued before dying in the numbing cold. There had not been enough time to ready all the lifeboats, and desperate sailors picked up whatever floating object was at hand to jump into the raging sea.

Finally the battle drew to a close, the Kukonians soundly defeated. All in all the battle had been a resounding success, though the cost had been terrible, especially in capital ship escorts. Her beloved HMW Indomitable keeling over into the frozen depths, the Lady Admiral plunged into the icy water, dragging several injured Xirniumite sailors, which she had pulled from the burning rubble, with her.

Aboard the HMW Gargantuan, flagship of the 1st Battle Squadron, Admiral Patritsia was greeted by Lord Admiral Moand, who saluted her as a hero, ‘Welcome aboard, Admiral, we’re glad you to see you alive.’ The Xirniumite sailors present cheered heartily upon discovering that this masteful architect of the stunning victory had survived the battle unscathed. The Admiral returned the salute weakly, her words of thanks choking in her mouth, and left the rescue operations and reorganisation of the shaken fleet to Moand and her more then capable subordinates. Gripping the railing of the H44-class battleship tightly she instead gazed mournfully at her mighty flagship as it slipped silently beneath the waves. It was the loss of a true friend.

Though the Admiral had never cried, indeed had never even lost her composure for a moment and definitely would not do so now, she was certainly torn by the loss of her adored flagship. It's destruction tugged at her heart painfully, causing her to ignore the fact that she stood freezing in clothes drenched by the arctic waters. Removing her officer’s cap she stood in brooding silence, her wet hair whipped about by the chilly arctic air, staring gloomily at the oily patch where once her own battleship had been. Farewell, fair Lady of the sea. I will miss you, she thought.

OOC: Xirnium, in the Flight of the Princess thread. I responded to your leader of the Inqustion...

OOC: Sorry for double post Novacom. Do you want to make a seperate thread for our "peace talks"

OOC: Yes and make it a closed/invite only, I have no intention of you or I getting dogpiled upon.

High Ecclesiarchy’s Amendments to Xirniumite Constitution Become Higher Law

A nationwide referendum held yesterday to entrench a large number of minor modifications to the constitutional system of Holy Xirnium received overwhelming support from the Xirniumite people. The constitutional changes, which include the formal dissolution of the office of “God-Emperor” (once the Head of State of Holy Xirnium and now vacant, with the High Ecclesiarchy as its custodian) have been largely welcomed, though their practical effects are not expected to be great. Indeed, Grand Cardinal Baldor Wallach, Minister for the Interior, hailed the amendments as ‘reflecting in law that which has for a long time been a political reality’.

By and large, the changes to Xirnium’s Constitution will be cosmetic, such as the replacing of the formal prefix of the High Ecclesiarchy, “His Most Worthy”, with “The Most Worthy”. ‘The notion that Parliament is supreme in Holy Xirnium has been one held for several centuries now,’ explained prominent Xirniumite jurist, Lady Justice Galdria. ‘The modification to the prefix title of the formal name of the High Ecclesiarchy may seem trivial, but it dispels any symbolic notion of “ownership” of our nation’s supreme legislature to the former office of the God-Emperor, further reinforcing the concept of parliamentary sovereignty.’

Though many terms of once theocratic origin shall, for the moment, continue to be maintained for their historical significance (such as the title of “Cardinal” for an individual who is a member of Parliament, a position that has been secular for at least 200 years) the Constitutional amendments have been regarded as further reinforcing the concept of separation of church and State, now considered a cornerstone of Holy Xirnium’s governmental system.

-Newspaper Editorial Article, The Skeptic, 23 January 2006