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The Tale of Two Ghosts

STAR ZERO: A rough tough outpost whose people have endured much. CAPTAIN ARTIMUS AGRIPPA has led his people through a fierce war for indepdencence and a harrowing journey to the new world. The Empire of SETIAN - SEBECEANS, who have been persuing the colonists attack Star Zero. The Zeros repel the invaders with the help of THE XENO, and DEATHSPIRE.

During the battle, the EMPEROR of Setian-Sebeceans desends onto the the planet to negotaite terms for surrender. Rather than accept servitude, Artimus Agrippa marytrs himself killing both himself and the Emperor.

However, both men would survive the encounter...

The Zeros would use the corpse of the Emperor as a bargining chip to bring peace to Star Zero. Little do they know, the Empire of Setian-Sebeceans revives the Emperor who is now bent on vengence.

The Xeno recover the body of Artimus Agrippa and revive him. Artimus' actions during the escape have caused him to be exiled from Star Zero. The Xeno's accept Agrippa as one of their own, and Agrippa becomes a Xeno Marine.

Star Zero and the Xeno continue to bloster the defence of the planet. TIFFANY POINT is contructed around Star Zero to help repel invaders, and the Xeno have stationed the STAR ZERO DEFENCE FORCE to help defend the planet from hostile forces.

On Star Zero, PRESIDENT ALEXANDIA CUTTER has just hosted a Intergalatic Gala that has brought wide attention to the plight of Star Zero and has won Cutter freinds throughtout the Galaxy. She is not aware that Agrippa or the Emperor are still alive...


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OOC: This is a continuation of all the Star Zero threads. If you were ever involved in one of these threads, consider yourself invited to this one. If you want to join in, feel free.

Zero Point System

A cluster of twelve Xeno warships hung motionless in an orbit around the planet. The eleven ships of the Zero Point Taskforce, joined temporarily by the destroyer Leyte Gulf on regular patrol.

Time had passed since the events at Tiffany Point and like a coming storm, war was inevidible again. The race whose emperor had died would surely strike back, it was only a matter of time now.

Polaris

On the cold little planet, empty fields of snow and ice stretched hundreds of miles before encountering massive forests of pine and tough plantlife that had managed to eek out an existance among the continual winter and very short summer thaws.

Only around the planet's equator was there color, browns, greens and greys where vast lakes remained unfrozen year-round to substain some civilization.

Mostly though the Xeno stayed to the north, and happily so. The cold wasn't really a bother, and the huge mountains and valleys that had been formed by continual glacier drift presented perfect places to dig in, armor up and turn their gaze and ears to the heavens to search for intruders attempting to sneak past to the Xeno homeworld.

Dozens of facilities with large satellite farms stood silent vigil in sheltered valleys or steep mountainsides, taking in data constantly and evaluating it.

This was one of the Xeno 'nest-worlds' where garrisons of entire Divisions could be found, in training and on-duty, always prepared. Thousands of shuttles and dropships waited in protected hangars scattered around the planet, ready to reinforce XSS1, Zero Point or the unthinkable, Solaris itself at a moment's notice.

Before she left, Brigadier General Andrews informed President Cutter that the Preserver would be moving to Xeno's XSS1 station temporarily to aid in the partial field refit and that the Poseidon would remain behind as the current SeaQuestian ship attached to Star Zero like the Carlson was attached to Xeno via the XSS1. Of course, that's what the orders had told her to say in case anyone asked where the the Preserver was going so soon after arriving. They also instructed her to do something completely different instead.

OOC: Just an F.Y.I., FC cleared me to RP his ships transporting parts and helping with the refit for this RP arc, not to fight with them. So, the D'Koras will not be fighting, unless FC decides to step in and RP doing that with them himself.

-BUZZ-

"HOSTILE VESSEL APPROACHING AT 09-33-11.020! FIRE AT WILL!"

Chief Warrent Officer Knight was supervising the gunnery crews of Tiffany Point. This was a simulation, but the people of Star Zero took training very seriously.

The crewman placed the coodinates into the computer and fired. On the holoscreen, the dark target ship went through a series of explosions as the particle beams ripped the ship apart.

2.3 seconds

"YOUR STILL TOO SLOW! GET IN THAT TURRET AND RUN IT THROUGH AGAIN!"

Knight was tough, but his men would be the deadliest crew of all.

Polaris

Corp Commander Eean stood in one of the heavily fortitified bunkers atop a mountain. This particular room of the bunker was host to dozens of large holoscreens and big tables with seating for probably a hundred. At the moment though, there were only about thirty other officers present. Eean, a large and battle-scarred Xeno was communicating his orders to his staff, ~3rd, 7th, 8th and 9th Divisions are currently in position on Polaris. We are also rotating in 1st Brigade of 1st Infantry Division from Solaris. That leaves the homeworld with twelve divisions of Infantry, plus a brigade of marines.~

The staff were nodding or taking notes on datapads, confirming deployments with their OOB charts.

The Corp Commander continued, ~Rear Admiral Raven has deployed to Polaris sixteen Wings, and Drone Commander Tekko is here now with his entire 1st Drone Brigade. With our current naval assets, we stand ready to either reinforce Zero Point, XSS1 and Solaris, or fight off an invasion of Polaris.~

Star Zero System - Outside The Oort Cloud - I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"Are we ready?"

"Yes, ma'am. Cloak was installed en route from Altera."

"Then activate the Phase Cloak at a Level 1 setting."

"Aye, ma'am."

Exterior

The dark form of the Preserver shimmered and dissapeared. The Last Stand followed suit shortly afterwards. Those who were familiar with SeaQuest's F.T.L. technology would assume the ships had simply Phased into Hyperspace for the trip to XSS1, which is where the ten D'Koras Ferengi Consortium had sent were heading to at Warp 5. With the power currently being fed into the cloak by the Preserver, it would take a ship larger than the Eclipse to even consider trying to detect her as smaller ships wouldn't have the power requirements.

OOC: SeaQuestian starships have a highly advanced form of phase cloaking device. This allows the ship to not only become undetectable but also intangible and unaffected by anything in the normal universe. The settings range from merely becoming invisible, to being completely intangible, however when intangible the ship's weapons are useless and cannot fire. The phase cloaking devices range in power; generally the larger the ship the more powerful the device.

With only the normal cloak engaged, SeaQuestian vessels are extremely difficult to detect, and can still fire their weapons. The more advanced SeaQuestian sensors can detect ships using the lower power cloak systems, however, for example, it takes multiple scouts working in tandem to locate a battlecruiser.

OOC: I would like to join. However if I do so, this may become a bttleground for two of the parts of my nation. Is this okay or should I just do one?

[Tag for IC post coming later]

OOC: Here is the link to the OOC thread: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=465015

Polaris

The Xeno power armored suits in the armories were getting white and gray camo jobs. Equipment was being checked and rechecked while units were constantly out in the mountains, valleys and ice fields in massive wargames. They were ready to strike or defend at a moment's notice. The Xeno 'hive' mindset had become calm and grim, looking forward to the eventual battle they would face at someone's hands. Perhaps not the enemy they had predicted, but someone would make a move. It was inevitible.

Jason Maverick was a fighter pilot.

Not just any fighter pilot, the best.

Today he would try out his new craft. The Star Viper Fighter. The craft was still considered experimental, but time was not on thier side. The unique triwing shape gave the fighter amazing maunverabilty.

It also had a small cloaking device. Granted, it wasn't much and couldn't be used when the ship was firing, but it was something. It was also amazingly fast.

Maverick started up the engines and checked his systems. Tiffany Point gave him the clearence to take off.

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The craft took off quickly and zipped out the station.

A object moved towards the planet of Star Zero. It was a shadow, a cloaked vessel, on a single mission. It was a vital mission, and she would not emit a single photon of energy. She came closer, and noted the position of the military forces... but that wasn't her duty, the SIS Faera was watching military movements. It was her, the SIS Xenia, who was to put 8 Elited Eclipse Marines* on the surface.

OOC: * Eclipse Marines are Orbital Marines trained from birth... they are loaded up with the best of equipment and are the best troops in the Empire.

OOC: SS, you using a Star Trek style cloak, a Star Wars style cloak, or some other version?

IC: Outside The Oort Cloud - I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Think they'll strike anytime soon?"

"No clue. Our orders were to stay near-by until they do."

"Ma'am, to be on the safe side, I suggest taking the Phase Cloak to the highest setting."

"Agreed. While we won't be able to fire or move as fast as usual, no none sensors outside of the Empire will be able to pick us up, even if they could find a ship to mount them on that is large enough to provide the large amount of power they will need to breach this ship's cloak. Proceed."

"Aye, ma'am."

"Status of the Last Stand?"

"Powered down and still sitting inside our hanger."

OOC: The cloak is an EM and Grav cloak masking all signatures, unless sensors calibrated so close it could look like random anomolies. However communication and weapons are shut down during cloak, and the engines are off in this case, as the ship moves by momentum.

Aboard Tiffany Point

The station of Tiffany Point had a speical sensor. It detected space dust. Ever since the first attack by a cloaked ship, scientists had been hard at work to discover a way to find cloaked vessels.

The concept was easy enough. Everything had mass. You couldn't hide mass. It was still there. Space dust was also everywhere. When ships entered the system, they displaced spacedust. Therefore, if you detected the absence of spacedust, you could find the cloaked ship.

The Space Viper would help to test the theory. Once Maverick cloaked, the station would begin it's scans.

"Tiffany Point to Corbra One, you may commence with cloak test, over"

Maverick pulled his craft into a roll and switched on his cloaking device. Slowly the ship began to disappear.

Aboard the station, crewman would gaze at thier screens, expecting to find an empty space filled with one lone fighter. The funny thing was, they saw something bigger. Much bigger. In fact, there were three cloaked object.

"Oh shit...they're HERE!"

Alarms sounded throught the station. They knew about the SeaQuest vessel, but these guys other guys were the enemy.

Target coordinates were sent to the batteries and the huge particle cannons of Tiffany Point roared to life. The first ship was in range of 8 of the supercannons. They would fire simultanously.

OOC: The cloak is an EM and Grav cloak masking all signatures, unless sensors calibrated so close it could look like random anomolies. However communication and weapons are shut down during cloak, and the engines are off in this case, as the ship moves by momentum.

OOC: Found one thing you missed.

IC: Outside The Oort Cloud - I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Ma'am, I was doing a check of the sensors for the Hyperdrive and I picked up a Mass Shadow that has no corresponding physical body in scannable space."

"Possible cloaked ship?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Bring us in slowly. Quarter speed. Then, when we have gained enough momentum to pulled into an elliptical orbit around the Star Zero main planet when we get in range of its gravitational field, shut down the engines and let us coast in."

"Aye, aye, ma'am."

"Status of the Phase Cloak?"

"Fully functional and at the maximum setting. It would take an object with a Death Star's power output to detect us now."

OCC: Note: Using a Phase Cloak, the ship doesn't displace space dust, it simply passes through it.

The Xenia had no time to react, and was hit. Its systems went down after the first shot, and the second took out the bridge. The ship quickly initiated self-destruct, and the ship's powerhouse [Micro-Blackhole] lost integrity and began pulling the ship into it, but as the ship compressed the blackhole itsefl lost intergrity and exploded. The SIS Faera watched this, and did not hesitate, she jumped out.

BEASIDA, HIGAR IV :: THIRD IMPERIAL DOMAIN OF THE SETIAN-SEBECEANS

Several million souls of the Biomem Corps stood their. Dropships landed in small open clearings that looked like a clearing in a forest. Divisions of Troops, boarded the transports, and when full they lifted of, and headed up to a massive ship in the sky above them.

Several hundred of the new Eveii Moon class Super Battlecruisers, surrounded the planet. Half would leave soon, and head out in warbands hunting a massacring ships of the Star Zeros defensive allies. They would burn whole planets for there emperor, he was a Demi-God- summoner of the the Three [Founding Gods who are real]. The Emperor would get what he wanted... He would strike at the heart of Star Zero's heart... he would take the presidents daughter, or kill her trying...

Tiffany Point

The crews cheered as the screen showed the massive explosions. This cheering stopped suddenly when the voice of Captain Starfox sounded througout bridge.

"SILENCE!

That was not the last we've seen of them. That was only the very first. They must have been doing recon. They will be back and in force. Alert President Cutter. Send word to our allies. I want every availble starfighter in the air immediatly. I know the Viper's are still experimental, but they'll have to do."

"Gentleman we've got worked to do."

Zero Point Orbit

Aboard the Leyte Gulf, Captain Marthe was staring intently at replays of information in the CIC. It showed the destruction of the cloaked ship and various recorded communications messages sent about.

"That was just a probe. Alert Fleet Command, full stand-up of military readiness suggested through the 'net. Signal XSS1 immedietly and have them finish up launching Operation Proceedure."

And gears were set in motion. A handful of Xeno warships lept into Zero Point, deploying hundreds of shuttles and dropships which burnt towards Zero Point, skipping down through the atmosphere to settle at various spaceports. These are the transports of the 20th Xeno Infantry Division. The warships then disappeared again, going back to XSS1 to maintain defenses.

I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Ma'am, the Star Zero station, Tiffany Point, was able to destroy one of the cloaked ships creating the unidentified Mass Shadows and the other jumped to F.T.L.. The tactical computer suggests this was just a recon probe and recommends bringing in a full combat ready defensive fleet for when the main enemy forces get here."

"Understood, Lieutenant. Arm all weapons, havve defensive systems put on stand-by, and prepare to return the Phase Cloak to a Level 1 status."

"Aye, ma'am."

Zero Point

Alexandia Cutter was protesting.

"But they arn't even attacking us right now. Why the hell do I have to go to the Shelter? I should be up there with the troops!"

"Alexandia, you and your daughter need to be at the safest locale possible. That is deep underground at Deep Point. You'll be able to command our defence from there."

Alexandia reluctantly agreed.

Crimson flashes burst through the fragile fabric of the void, immense round spheres the colour of pigeon's blood roiling out of Underspace, the maw of null reality slamming closed behind them.

The twin ruby spheres on the black velvet void faded, dispersing into the starry nothingness, leaving two long, vicious looking warships floating just beyond the Oort Cloud. Both warships - Jack Ketch Class Dreadnaughts - engaged their mammoth engines, the silent tongue of blue light bathing the dull gray armour a muted cyan. They set their course, and prepared for battle.

Captain Jolles, of the Kasimian Republic Starship Mjolnir peered out into the void, casually draped over his seat. Around him other officers made ready, preparing the immense Dreadnaught for the inevitable conflict.

"What is the point in joining this battle, Djehuty?" He asked, seemingly to nothing.

An answer came in the form of a voice that sounded eerily close, as if over one's shoulder, tenor and calm.

Simple. We need allies for the push on Tannis. What better way than endearing ourselves to a powerful Xeno admiral and the colonists below? We also need to establish a trade with other races.

"Or we could mind our own business, avoid pissing off a race of Neo Nazi Enthusiasts, and open up trade with the victor." Pointed out Solles.

The Setians won't trade. They will conquer. There won't be anything left of our way of life once they learn of our existence. I have been monitoring their unencrypted communications for quite some time.
And we need this trade lane now, before the Push. We can't continue towards victory without a strong ally. The AI replied.

Whilst he was the captain, Djehuty was invariably in charge of things in the Republic. Not that many knew it. The AI preferred to work from behind the scenes. Probably a smart idea. The Republic needed a human face.

Trust me, Captain. By putting two of our heavyhitters in the brawl, we may win more than a battle.

"Captain!" The Sensors Officer turned, his helmet masking his face in a plastic and steel visor. "Underspace sensors are getting a strange return. There's something out there."

That's a phase cloak. Pushing the ship in question out of phase with the first four dimensions. It probably knows we're here, but I doubt it knows we can 'see' them. The AI completed, voice slightly distracted.

"Maintain course and send the greeting to the planet."

Of course.

To: Xeno Fleet Command.
From: Kasimian Dreadnaught Mjolnir

This is the Kasimian Republic warship Mjolnir and Valkyrie to Xeno Defense Fleet.
I'm sure you've not heard of us. We've heard of you, and of the colonist's plight, and of the Setians quite adamant at killing them all.
Genocide is inexcusable to us.
Count us in on the fight.
We'll be in range of defense within 8 minutes.

((OOC: Xeno, I'm probably not going to be able to get back to the fight regularly - if you want stats on the ships, go here. (http://s13.invisionfree.com/LineartInc/index.php?showtopic=739&st=0&)
I damn well hope to get involved, however, but feel free to push the Valkyrie about while I'm gone.))

Zero Point Orbit

It looked like a shower of sparkling stars in the CIC as Captain Marthe watched the Xeno dropships and shuttles rain down onto Zero Point to begin debarking the 20th Xeno Infantry Division. Then the holomap of the planet zoomed out and a little red dot appeared, somewhere out in space some distance away from the world.

One of the Xeno Battleships, the New Mexico turned its nose towards the contact and had been advancing on an intercept course. But then powerful sensors among the Zero Point Taskforce began to pick up on the message.

The Taskforce was on ready-standby while the message could be relayed to Polaris, and then XSS1. Moments passed before the Fleet Admiral could send his reply, which was then relayed to the new ships in the system,

To: Kasimian Dreadnaught Mjolnir
From: Xeno Command, XSS1

Acknowledged, Kasimian Republic. We will relay your request to Star Zero, with respects to their soverignity. We cannot speak for them. Please standby.


And a copy of the Kasimian Republic's message would be sent to Star Zero. Admiral Janice of the New Mexico sent along her own message with it,

"It certainly would not hurt to have more defenders. Likely, our foe does not know the extent of the allies we have gained. Reccomend the Kasimian Republic ships shelter behind the nearest planet and remain at standby to avoid detection. When the time is right, they could be a very, very useful hammer to smash our enemy's ships against the anvil of our defense."

OOC: Well, I wouldn't take much liberty with your people. If it looked like it was going bad, I'd have 'em run away. I don't want your guys dying alongside mine if something unexpected happens.

((Ambush is fine, hell, ambush is perfect for these ships. They're made for heavy and abrupt strikes. An unprotected flank is fair game for the CTD missiles. And don't worry. Always a backup plan.))

Recieved. Moving into position and awaiting furtherorders from Star Zero and yourselves. Mjolnir out.

((Ambush is fine, hell, ambush is perfect for these ships. They're made for heavy and abrupt strikes. An unprotected flank is fair game for the CTD missiles. And don't worry. Always a backup plan.))

Recieved. Moving into position and awaiting furtherorders from Star Zero and yourselves. Mjolnir out.

OOC: Bugger, I think Zero went to bed. >_> We'll see what he says tommorow I suppose.

OOC: Don't forget about that Romulan Type I Cloak I gave you in the "care package", SZ. You can use it to cloak the hiding place. Its the version the Romulans had in TOS.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Ma'am, this may get dicey, even for us. Should we send for the Witch Hunter?"

"We can request her, but I doubt she'll get here in time."

"We got here pretty fast."

"Good point. Go ahead and send a tight-beam message to the Poseidon and have her captain relay the message for us."

"Aye, breaking radio silence."

30 minutes later...

"Ma'am! We are reading two large warships entering system."

"Large enough to detect us?"

"Unknown. Can't tell without knowing what they use for power. And can't find that out without using Active Sensors and giving our position away."

"Damn! Keep and eye on them, Lieutenant!"

"Yes, ma'am."

((Ambush is fine, hell, ambush is perfect for these ships. They're made for heavy and abrupt strikes. An unprotected flank is fair game for the CTD missiles. And don't worry. Always a backup plan.))

Recieved. Moving into position and awaiting furtherorders from Star Zero and yourselves. Mjolnir out.

Attention Mjolnir, this is Star Zero High Command. We are honored by your request to join us in our defence. We recommend you shadow yourself at the following coordinates 230-22-332. We expect an enemy aramada soon. Hostilities are only a matter of time. High Command Out.

OOC: Don't forget about that Romulan Type I Cloak I gave you in the "care package", SZ. You can use it to cloak the hiding place. Its the version the Romulans had in TOS.


OOC: I didn't forget about it. It's already helped me develop the tech needed to cloak my fighters. The "care package" is being used to hide a neat little trick.

Zero Point

The 20th Xeno Infantry Division is a typical Xeno Division. It numbers 15,000 soldiers with APC transports, 25 Exodus Mobile Launchers and an attached Drone Company of 100. Many of the Xeno wear their combat with white and gray camo, showing that they had recently arrived at XSS1 from Polaris.

They form up in batallions of 500 Xenos and assemble in the mountains near Zero Point. From here, they can look out over the capital city as well as the surrounding region. Two batallions are deployed to the capital city to strengthen the local garrison.

Mainly though, they expect the fighting to take place outside of the city. The enemy had discovered how dangerous it was to try and threaten civilians.

the execuitus tyrannus sent out a comms to the allied ships that had arrived, all 2 super star destroyers, and 10 star destroyers, all ready for war

the comms stated simply

"i, the Warmaster death shall fight to the death to defend star zero, as shall every man here, our word is pour bond, and we give you our word"

*tag*

On the edge of the system a slight ripple, nothing more than the oscilation of a few square meters of visible light marked the arrival from God space of a small satellite (http://www.deviantart.com/view/24355617/), allready dead to EM sensors it started a tumbling circuit about the sun, at this distance nothing more than a bright pinpoint of light slightly bigger than the other stars around it, the orbit following the pattern of any old debris caught in the suns gravitational pull, effectively blending it with background particles and rocks.
Within a few seconds the small vehicle unfurled its sensor plumes and antennae, the optics soon followed, all massively powerful passive sensors.

Something in this system had sparked an interest from elsewhere, and they had sent their feelers out...

the execuitus tyrannus sent out a comms to the allied ships that had arrived, all 2 super star destroyers, and 10 star destroyers, all ready for war

the comms stated simply

"i, the Warmaster death shall fight to the death to defend star zero, as shall every man here, our word is pour bond, and we give you our word"

A message was sent to the Death Spire Command Ship...

This is Tiffany Point, we welcome your presence here. Please proceed to gynosycronis orbit on the opposite side of Tiffany Point.

The Setian's knew about Death Spire, so there was no point hiding them. The newer allies would be placed in various hiding spots throughout the system.

Bump.

OOC: Sorry it took so long to get a post in.

IC:

Out of hyperspace jumped a new troop of combatanats, numbering twelve ships in total, a standard Imperial taskforce: One Ravager Class Star Destroyer (5000m), the command ship of the taskforce, three Devestator Class Star Destroyers (2000m), and eight Infinity Class Star Destroyers (1000m).

A transmission was sent from the Ravager Class, named the Allegiance, to Tiffany Point:

Greetings on behalf of the Galactic Empire of DMG. Lord Mistress Dani sends her best wishes... as well as an Imperial Taskforce, at your command. We are here to aid in your defense in anyway we can.

Awaiting Orders,
Captain Karth Frillian

The Sebeceans were not stupid, they had the Star Zero system littered with stealth probes and sensors. They knew that the Zeros had made new allies, and they would not move an inch with that many forces in the system. They would wait, they had the opportunity of suprise and they could chose the location of the battle and when... they would wait.

"we are moving as i speak, and i have one more fleets on standby in my own system, each consisting of a super star destroyer and ten star destroyers it is the "Deus Metallica" battle group"
the warmaster said as his ships moved into position

"we are moving as i speak, and i have two more fleets on standby in my own system, each consisting of a super star destroyer and ten star destroyers, they are the fleets "Deus Metallica" and the "Dominatus Rex" battle groups"
the warmaster said as his ships moved into position

OOC: How can you afford all that with such a small nation?

Attention DMG Imperial Fleet, your presense is most welcome.

OOC: So SS, does this mean that you won't be invading anytime soon and that my colony can live in peace??

OOC: How can you afford all that with such a small nation?

OOC: i am still paying off the builder, he and i discussed a term that we both agreed on, and i bought the weapons, but at no small cost to my nation, which uses almost 90% of our budget on the militery, and as i said before, im still paying the builder.

OOC: i am still paying off the builder, he and i discussed a term that we both agreed on, and i bought the weapons, but at no small cost to my nation, which uses almost 90% of our budget on the militery, and as i said before, im still paying the builder.

OOC: A society that spends 90% of their budget on military concerns cannot survive. It is literally impossible.

Attention DMG Imperial Fleet, your presense is most welcome.

OOC: So SS, does this mean that you won't be invading anytime soon and that my colony can live in peace??

OOC: No, we will never stop hunting you or planning against you... but you don't expect us to attack with a massive allied fleet in your system- unless I used my entire force, but that would be overkill and kinda godmoddish... I'll wait till someone has the balls to side with me... [a attack might begin tomorrow]

OOC: A society that spends 90% of their budget on military concerns cannot survive. It is literally impossible.


i lie, but its around that.

anyway, its my fiction.

OOC: @Star Zero: Question. Are you pro/anti GE or GFFA? (This would possibly affect who my nation supports - though even if you are against the alliance DMG is affiliated with, Dani might negate that with her new connection with your president)

i lie, but its around that.

anyway, its my fiction.

OOC: It's affecting this story, please tone it down to something that makes sense.

OOC: i dont see how, but ill change it none the less

OOC: i dont see how, but ill change it none the less

OOC: Because you said you had a massive military on standby, despite it being impossible for a society to maintain a military while devoting such a massive part of its budget to it. Simple economics dictates that if you spend all your money on your military, your infrastructure, industry and market will collapse thus destroying your economy and annihilating any chance of maintaining a military.

OOC: listen im only 16, and all this is really confusing ok, just give me a little bit of an explaination, as like isreal, all persons must commit to a military servive, and thats besides the point, i said im paying the guy still, and for a while, and my armies are undead,


reason for this? i like having a nation of undead in the futre that isnt marines, then a brainwave hit me, if undeath wasnt reqired, but it seems you find that to hard to be even fictional.


EDIT: nevermind, im just a little preoccupied at the moment, sorry if this makes me sound like an arsehole.

OOC: listen im only 16, and all this is really confusing ok, just give me a little bit of an explaination, as like isreal, all persons must commit to a military servive, and thats besides the point, i said im paying the guy still, and for a while, and my armies are undead,


reason for this? i like having a nation of undead in the futre that isnt marines, then a brainwave hit me, if undeath wasnt reqired, but it seems you find that to hard to be even fictional.


EDIT: nevermind, im just a little preoccupied at the moment, sorry if this makes me sound like an arsehole.

OOC: Look at it like this. According to my national stats, I could probably afford to buy .. meh, 6 or 7 battleships per Nationstates year. But I don't, because my military budget doesn't go to JUST buying more gear, but maintaining what I have, paying for base upkeep, ammunition, etc.

In my mind, I add a bit more to my military budget due to the fact that my military is pretty small, which means more citizens are free to work and trade and supply resources to the society.

The Xeno are sophisticated and have been around for a while now, but I only have a handful of ships when compared to other nations. Why? Quality. Quality over quantitity. My ships are expensive and powerful, I don't NEED huge fleets. Mainly, the Xeno warships exist to deflect attacks, patrol and explore. They maintain very professional, very dedicated armies to defend their holdings.

Why don't navies of today have HUGE fleets? Because you can't WIN a war with navies. You can't CAPTURE any land with them.

Xeno warships are capable of engaging enemy fleets, but the biggest branch of the Xeno military is the army, the ground forces. The fleet exists to get the army into battle, and to defend worlds from orbital bombardment so that the fight STAYS on the ground, where the Xeno have the advantage in technology and they can't be bombed from space without being able to fight back.

OOC: listen im only 16, and all this is really confusing ok, just give me a little bit of an explaination, as like isreal, all persons must commit to a military servive, and thats besides the point, i said im paying the guy still, and for a while, and my armies are undead,


reason for this? i like having a nation of undead in the futre that isnt marines, then a brainwave hit me, if undeath wasnt reqired, but it seems you find that to hard to be even fictional.


EDIT: nevermind, im just a little preoccupied at the moment, sorry if this makes me sound like an arsehole.

Thats no excuse, I'm 16, and I invent the political and economic structure of my nation

OOC: Look at it like this. According to my national stats, I could probably afford to buy .. meh, 6 or 7 battleships per Nationstates year. But I don't, because my military budget doesn't go to JUST buying more gear, but maintaining what I have, paying for base upkeep, ammunition, etc.

In my mind, I add a bit more to my military budget due to the fact that my military is pretty small, which means more citizens are free to work and trade and supply resources to the society.

The Xeno are sophisticated and have been around for a while now, but I only have a handful of ships when compared to other nations. Why? Quality. Quality over quantitity. My ships are expensive and powerful, I don't NEED huge fleets. Mainly, the Xeno warships exist to deflect attacks, patrol and explore. They maintain very professional, very dedicated armies to defend their holdings.

Why don't navies of today have HUGE fleets? Because you can't WIN a war with navies. You can't CAPTURE any land with them.

Xeno warships are capable of engaging enemy fleets, but the biggest branch of the Xeno military is the army, the ground forces. The fleet exists to get the army into battle, and to defend worlds from orbital bombardment so that the fight STAYS on the ground, where the Xeno have the advantage in technology and they can't be bombed from space without being able to fight back.


thanks, taht makes more sense, but it still pisses ome off, i have that many shiops, i know because me and the guy i bought them off had a chat about my nations cash in hand, and the fact i didnt have the cash to buy said ships, but we worked somthing out, thats all, but if you guys disagree with that, well, no more ships for me.

thanks, taht makes more sense, but it still pisses ome off, i have that many shiops, i know because me and the guy i bought them off had a chat about my nations cash in hand, and the fact i didnt have the cash to buy said ships, but we worked somthing out, thats all, but if you guys disagree with that, well, no more ships for me.

OOC: Are you going to commit ALL of your forces to defending a foreign nation? Think about it. You say one fleet is like.. X number of ships, and there's 2 more fleets just like it. Well, that's 33% of your total forces. That's a LARGE chunk. Doesn't your world have trade lanes to protect? As well as defending the planet from attack.

I developed a special taskforce soley for the purpose of defending Zero Point just because I couldn't SPARE the ships defending the XSS1 space station, or my 2 planets. The Zero Point Taskforce represents about.. meh, 12% to 8% of my ships. I keep enough forces at Polaris to spring into action to defend XSS1 or Solaris (Xeno homeworld) as a sort of reserve, but the numbers are pretty limited still. I'm even roleplaying that the Xeno have developed another warship class, a cruiser that's somewhere between the battleship and destroyer. Kind of like a cheaper, smaller battleship that they can build a lot more of to start filling in gaps in the Xeno defenses.

Please keep the OOC chatter in the OOC Thread.

Star Zero: If you want assistance, you were told by the Emperor at the Gala to contact him, just in case you forgot...

Several weeks had passed with nothing, when a wall of ships approached, not of Sebecean origin... they were mercs and bandits hired and threatened by the Empire. Hundreds of frigates and corvettes with a number of destroyers and cruisers with a few carriers. They, came from behind the nearest gas giant to the planet, and they were now in veiw.

A cloud of missiles and fighters headed towards the Xeno and Star Zero positions. They wouldn't attack the others, but it wouldn't matter because the others would surely attack. None of the ships were Sebecean, but they would cause enough damage for the Sebeceans to push them aside.

OOC: You can find information on Xeno weapons and ships at http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=459672

Zero Point Orbit

The battleship New Mexico and two frigates, the Pilum and Knight immedietly ventured towards the incoming ships. The point-defense weaponry, flak cannons and Swarm missile pods would turn towards the curtain of rockets approaching, and spat out streams of glittering death into the path of the weaponry. Double-barreled cannons twitched back and forth, hosing ammunition that exploded at a set distance, thus throwing up its own wall of destruction.

The New Mexico took point, its weapons quivering like the tiny legs of an insect as they continued to lock onto targets, then spit out a cloud of shrapnel into their path. In space, there is one major advantage the Xeno have for this sort of thing. Most other races use lasers or missile-on-missile defenses to intercept inbounds. The Xenos rely on simple physics. With no gravity to pull shrapnel DOWNWARDS, they were able to blast clouds of shrapnel forward into the path of incoming torpedos and missiles, which would shred them a very long distance away.

Not having to rely on destroy-on-contact weaponry, it was sort of like firing a shotgun into a flock of birds, except without gravity, the flak has enormous range.

Like strings of firecrackers, inbound missiles would begin exploding halfway to the Xeno and Star Zero ships, thousands of little glittering explosions forming a wall between the two fleets. Weapons would then be quickly reprogrammed, dialing the range back by a kilometer, so a new 'wall' of exploding shrapnel would form a kilometer closer to the Xeno ships, and then so on.

Like this, the Xeno could continually lay down 'waves' of flak and objects for the enemy missiles to collide with.

Even still, due to vast numbers, mathematicly missiles would slip through. Two struck the blunt nose of the New Mexico, pealing back armor and pockmarking the surface, while other missiles struck along one flank. The damage was superficial, just the opening salvos for capital ships really. Still, one Swarm pod was disabled when a torpedo physically struck it and exploded, ripping it free of its housing.

The Knight was also hit twice, along the 'spine' of the ship at the armor belt designed to absorb such impacts and remain intact. The frigates are smaller and less-armored than the battleships of course, so they were mainly hanging back a bit, manuvering to avoid missiles.

The frigates with their paired anti-ship cannons would begin spitting out volleys of 250lb, solid, armor-piercing 'bullets' much like artillery shells. Except, every 3rd round is explosive. The accurate weapons would be fired in streams, trying to land multiple armor-piercing rounds to shred armor, and then explosive to tear up ruined areas and hopefully delve into the ship's vitals.

Of course, due to the nature of the shells, they would punch through the walls of shrapnel laid down mostly intact, perhaps chipped and some of them knocked off course by heavier pieces of shrapnel, but mainly.. a solid bullet can pass through such things without the same devestating effects that a rocket might, whose skin would be shredded apart and the delicate internals ruined.

Right now, there was no point in firing torpedos or anti-ship missiles, there was just no sense in trying to get a lucky shot through the flak wall.

The New Mexico would also be firing its Ultra ASC cannons, where the frigates have 2 pairs of cannons each, the battleships have 28 pairs. A hail of devestation would reach out for the pirates, firing accurate bursts towards ships that would have weaker armor, and thus be vulnerable to especially quick crippling attacks.

***

Behind the main battle line, two more Xeno battleships (California and Washington) along with four destroyers (Pearl Harbor, Falkirk, Jena and Austerlitz) plus the Leyte Gulf and the remaining two frigates (Sling and Spear) were manuvering into range to support the skirmish line that the New Mexico battlegroup had formed.

Close enough to the planet incase of some sort of emergency, but within range of the fight would be their goal. Out of range for the moment, they were forced to bide several minutes to close in.

75 F1 Xeno Fighters were released from various ships, but for the time being it was unsafe to engage and they hovered about their larger fatherships, waiting for orders.

It seemed, the Xeno would be the first ones to bleed for Star Zero's newest bid for freedom.

"Valkyrie reports locked and ready, sir!" Yelled the comms officer, monitoring their Underspace comms with the attentiveness of a bloodhound on a trail.

Advise the use of CTDs and imploder missiles on enemy formation, and use of Ion cannons to shock them out of their revery. Djehuty stated, checking the Dreadnaught's weapon carousels and their warheads. Also advise use of heavy kinetic suppression fire.

"CTDs on ships?" Asked the captain incredulously. CTDs were designed to be used on orbital and planetary targets, not ships.

Centre of the formation. Low profile Long Range launch. All but invisible to sensors as anything other than another kinetic weapon. I'll ask for orders, and begin a count down. Fire rate on missiles to be set to 100RPM. Kinetics to maximum rate of fire.

((Where the Shades is the OOC thread??))

He has been using this thread for his OOC stuff:

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=465015&page=4

Around Tiffany Point the minefeild opened up. Small pods in orbit around Star Zero and the orbital battlestation lit up and began to target the incoming missiles. Their twin laser turrets were small, but more than enough to knock out the incoming swarm.

http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e329/stdcpw12/mine.jpg

Several mines took hits and exploded. A few missiles escaped the barrage of laserfire and were absorbed into Tiffany Point's sheilds.

Alarms sounded throughout the station.

Captain Starfox entered the bridge, "STATUS REPORT!"

An Armanda of unknown orgin has just launched missiles at us. The Xeno have launched countermeasures and are taking damage. The Valkyrie has begun to engage. First and Second Fleets are moving to into attack formation."

Captain Starfox looked at the commandscreen. "How many?"

"Still calculating, rough estimate is about a hundred ships."

"Weapons, take aim at those two carriers."

"Target locked sir"

"FIRE!"

The large guns on Tiffany point moved in two directions. The carriers were still aways out, but the station had an enourmous reach. Bolts of particle beams lit up the space between Tiffany Point and the mercenary armanda.

Meanwhile, two cloaked fleets prepared to engage the enemy fleet on both sides.

OOC@DMG : Star Zero takes no sides when it comes to GE/GFFA. All Star Zero really wants is to be left alone. However, we are move favorable to whichever side DMG is on because of Empress Dani.

OOC@Death Spire: Look, I know the whole small nation situation stinks. I have two other 600 million pop nations that I could've converted into FT and not had as many problems defending one planet. If you have some sort of deal worked out with a storefront, roleplay it out in a seperate thread or something and give us a reference link to it.

OOC@SS Speaking of huge fleets out of midair. Where's the RP thead in which you spend trillions of dollars to get a hundred ships to attack me? One would think that getting all those ships together would attact some attention. Particularly if you've had to threaten people. With the intel networks and all the gossip that has to fly around XSS1, this attack should be no suprise.

OOC@Balgorra: Star Zero contacted all her allies when we blew up the stealth ships.

OOC: This post will be deleted and moved to the OCC thread after it gets a few reads.

The Imperial Taskforce had already assumed Box Alpha guardian positions around Tiffany Point when the battle erupted (think of a box being formed with the SDs at the vertices and centers with Tiffany Point in the middle):

"Captain," came the shout of a junior officer on the bridge of the Allegiance, "Sensors are picking up a large force of hostile ships that have just entered into close proximity with the station."

Captain Frillian stood silently for a moment as he decided their course of action. "How many?"

"A couple hundred by first count, mostly frigates and corvettes..." the officer replied. Another moment of silence passed as the Captain still debated on what to do next, however, the officer was becoming nervous and impatient, "Captain!"

"I heard you!" Captain Frillian replied sternly, the junior officer seeming to cower. "Alert the Admiral and the Council of the situation. Maintain ships in Guardian positions and have them launch all missile defense systems to protect the station. Scramble the fighters and begin powering up the gravity wells..."

The young officer saluted and quickly hurried to carry out the Captain's orders. Soon they were being carried out and hundreds upon hundreds of fighters were exiting the star destroyers and storming towards the battle...

Charging Underspace Engine. Reported Djehuty. Deep in the warship, the solid state Underspace motivator shifted from this reality unto unreality.

"Standby for shortrange Underspace Jump! All hands brace!" Ordered the captain. The ship lurched into movement - dragged towards the gas giant by some unseen hand. And suddenly, brilliantly, the gaping, impossible red maw of Underspace swallowed her entire bulk whole.

The Valkyrie was in the thick of it, belching swarms of projectiles and glittering salvoes of smart missiles, vomiting chaffe and jamming targeting, and throwing its gigantic bulk about. Here and there, some munitions escaped, and were either snatched from the sky by the odd tungsten slug, or smashing against the hardened ceramal plate of the ship's secondary hull. Suffice to say, she was living up to her reputation and name.

The First and Second Fleets were comprised of primarily Missile Cruisers. These large rectangular craft were equipped with a cloaking device based on the Type I that SeaQuest donated. They were only 2 dozen, but they were enough.

The two forces spread out and staggered themselves alongside the Armada. Upon the signal from Tiffany Point a single crusier uncloaked and fired a volley of missiles. The Crusier carried 120 missile tubes on each side, with a very quick reload time. The Crusier targeted multiple ships, firing 20 anti-ship missiles per ship. After she finished firing, the Crusier cloaked again.

Tiffany Point was sending a message.

ATTENTION ATTACKING FLEET!

A second cruiser decloaked on the opposite side of the Armada and fired her fierce volley of missiles.

YOU ARE ATTACKING A PEACEFUL PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT AT WAR WITH YOU

A third cruiser, near the same area as the first one, fired her volley.

WE ARE FIGHTING TO PROTECT OUR HOME....FOR WHAT DO YOU FIGHT??

A fourth cruiser...

IS IT REALLY WORTH FIGHTING FOR? IS IT WORTH DYING FOR?

A 5th and 6th Crusier from both sides fire thier volleys.

AND...YOU WILL DIE...

The 7th and 8th Crusiers

TURN BACK.

All around the Armada, the Star Zero ships would cloak, fire, and decloak. It would seem to the enemy that there were countless ships lined up against them. And the farther they advanced, the more the cannons of Tiffany Point would blast them into the nothingness of space.

OOC: alright, i fucked up.

IC: the warmaster's fleet were uncloaked, as, although not very powerful at all, were awaiting the enemy, from the middle of the allied fleet, all weapons ready, but the elite of the Death spire army, the 1st Necromantic Legion
(OOC: should read: necromancers in power armor, built by death spire,), were already in their boardinbg craft, whilst the Death Spire 551st through to the 600th were ready for planetary defence, or boarding.

The Resentment along with her two escort frigates, The Hugin and The Munin faded into existence as they Emerged from T-Space.

“Star Zero, this is the Imperial Destroyer The Resentment. We are carrying the Balrogga Ambassador as agreed between you and our Emperor."

"Please send coordinates where you would like us to be."

"I also noticed you are having a bit of trouble. After the embassy staff is safely disembarked, we would be willing to give a hand.”

"Resentment Out"

OOC:

1.) Sorry for the short post, but I'm in a rush. Going out for dinner with the family.

2.) Sorry for the late reply. Someone was doing some digging next door and cut the cable yesterday.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Report!"

"Enemy ships don't match any of the designs obtained from Star Zero. Must be a merc fleet serving to soften us up."

"Comms status. Are they jamming us?"

"Negative."

"Good, then relay a notice to all our allies that battle has been engaged with an oppressive force."

"Aye, ma'am. Relaying now."

The Resentment along with her two escort frigates, The Hugin and The Munin faded into existence as they Emerged from T-Space.

“Star Zero, this is the Imperial Destroyer The Resentment. We are carrying the Balrogga Ambassador as agreed between you and our Emperor."

"Please send coordinates where you would like us to be."

"I also noticed you are having a bit of trouble. After the embassy staff is safely disembarked, we would be willing to give a hand.”

"Resentment Out"

ATTENTION RESENTMENT, RECCOMEND YOU PROCEED TO HANGAR 4. YOU'VE BEEN CLEARED ON THE IFF, SO THE MINES SHOULD NOT TARGET YOU. WE'D BE HAPPY FOR THE HELP. GOOD HUNTING

The Resentment along with her two escort frigates, The Hugin and The Munin faded into existence as they Emerged from T-Space.

“Star Zero, this is the Imperial Destroyer The Resentment. We are carrying the Balrogga Ambassador as agreed between you and our Emperor."

"Please send coordinates where you would like us to be."

"I also noticed you are having a bit of trouble. After the embassy staff is safely disembarked, we would be willing to give a hand.”

"Resentment Out"

ATTENTION RESENTMENT, RECCOMEND YOU PROCEED TO HANGAR 4. YOU'VE BEEN CLEARED ON THE IFF, SO THE MINES SHOULD NOT TARGET YOU. WE'D BE HAPPY FOR THE HELP. GOOD HUNTING

“Negative Star Zero. It would be faster to send them over using our shuttles. I have the staff loading as we speak. We will launch them and trust you to their safe arrival.”

After a couple minutes, four shuttles launched from the flight deck located at the rear of the destroyer. They activated their grav drives and propelled themselves toward the indicated hanger.

Once the shuttles were clear, the trio of warships turned toward the oncoming attackers.

“OK, we have the diplomats off. Open secure tactical channels with our ships.”

“Yes Sir, Open.”

“Hugin, throw a singularity net above and Munin throw one below. Forward gunners, target the Cutter beams. I want two sweeps, one from the right and one from the left. I want everything sliced in thirds. Prepare to fire on my command. Helm, take us within firing range. Tactical, all power to forward shields. Flack and Point Defense on full automatic. Comm, open a channel.”

The two Torpedo Frigates faded from existence as they Uplifted into T-Space and positioned themselves.

“Attention raiders. This system is under the protection of The Balrogga Empire. You will cease and desist. Failure to do so will result in your total destruction. We do not take prisoners. You have been warned and your next action will determine your fate. Comm off.”

“Tactical, establish a Space Minus Tap. Power up the Cutters and prepare the SGE for firing. Let’s show them we are not playing here.”



OOC:

The info on my ships can be found at the site in my sig below.

I am using two Torpedo Class Frigates and a Vengeance Class Destroyer.

OOC: I'm going to be saving a few aces for the battle when S.S.'s true forces get join the fun.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Are we in position?"

"Yes, ma'am. We are located above the enemy fleet with the bow pointed down at them as you ordered. Shall I initiate Operation Peek-A-Boo?"

"No. We'll save that ace for when the real Setian-Sebeceans forces arrive."

"Understood, ma'am."

"Status of the merc fleet?"

"They are concentrating on the others. They won't see us coming."

"Good. Start Operation Grand Slam."

"Aye, ma'am. Taking the phase cloak to Level 1 and targeting first enemy craft. Going to full burn."

The cloaked form of the Preserver came shooting downwards at an enemy ship in the back of the merc fleet. She was going to use her armored prow for what it had been designed for, ramming. The massive wedge would batter the target ship with all the mass of the Preserver behind it and the engines going at full burn.

"Captian, we are detecting a large mass on the Dimensional Scanners. There is a large cloaked ship out there bearing down upon the rearguard of the targets."

"Show me on a sub-projection."

The holoprojector modified the display and a small window opened up showing the rear of the raiders ships. A large figure of a ship colored by the computer appeared to be upon a ramming course with some of the ships.

"Oh great, someone has an ubership here. They are such a waste of resources. At least it is fighting on our side."

"Sir, the Ravens are in position. Everything is ready."

"Good, all we have to do is warn the others to keep away. Track all comm signals and prepare a warning in all allied languages. For their sakes, I hope that don't stray too close and follows our advice."


OOC:

I will warn everyone when I attack. Unless you say so I will assume you moved out of the way.

OOC: I brought said 'uber-ship' so I could have a little fun with S.S. when his forces show up. Like I said, I'm saving a few surprises for his real forces instead of wasting them on these merc scum when he most likely is watching the battle with recon ships, learning our battle tactics. Until I get big enough, both the Preserver and her sister ship, the Witch Hunter, will be used only for special IC events.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"General, we are closing on the target. Shall I..."

"No. We are saving that little gem for the real enemy fleet. After this first pass, take us to to fifty kilometers. Then point us back upwards towards the fleet, decloak, and open fire with the bow arc."

"Including the main weapon?"

"No, conventional weapons only. Save the big one for the real enemy fleet."

"Aye, ma'am."

OOC:

Just RPing my nation’s opinion of them.


IC:

“Sir, I am picking up a number of cloaked probes. Their locations are being pinpointed by the Tactical Computer.”

“Relay their positions to our allies. They will be able to pick them off if they knew where they were.”

“Still no response from the invaders.”

“Keep the Comm open.. If they do anything other than surrender or retreat, we will show them what it means to wipe a fleet out.”

OOC: That will be revealed, but as 5 billion + nation that doesnt engage in alot of wars, we do alot of resources and intel gathering in that time period.

On board the flagship of the ragtag fleet, the only Sebecean, an ex-Imperial Fleet officer, Kro Jenet. He was selected by the Emperor to lead this attack, and he was not going to fail. He stood watching tactical maps, and uttered something to fleet's XO... nukes...

________________

Several destroyers and frigates took direct hits and were knocked out of the battle, however the wall of debris protected them from many hostile rounds, but at the rate of fire... many came through. Besides the lose of 14 ships, the bulk of the important ships remained, the Rail Bomber Frigates...

The Rail Bombers began to loaded their cannons with a special round, the Tactical Range Detonating High Explosive Radioactive Railgun Round [sorry for the long name]. The guns targeted the Xeno and Star Zero forces, and fired the rounds at .5 SoL, pushing the frigates back with enormous force. Their engines went to full thrust, but they wouldn't get them back into line for another 20 minutes. 78 rounds at gone out at Xeno and Star Zero, the others would be hit if in range, but were not targeted intentionally. The radiation should play havoc on almost all sensors.

OOC: Sorry bout last response, been on and off with this sitting on, so if i didnt respond to the rush of posts [without me being able to respond]

OOC: Waiting to see how much damage and surprise my cloaked ramming caused. Still got a few aces up my sleeve.

OOC: Well there are a few problems, first being that you could only speculate that this attack is funded by my nation, and second you don't even know ICly if there will be another attack.

IC: A ship, the Old Paris, took the hit. An emegency signal went to the command ship, inform them of a ramming. This was somewhat vital, a cloaking ship designed to ram. The enemy would have some trouble removing itself from the Old Paris, and they were both moving away from the main battlegroup. Kro Jenet onboard his flagship did not hesitate, he opened a file on his account and selected the Old Paris. A button sat, displaying the Sebecean word for Exicute, he touched it, and where the Old Paris was, was now the bright white light of a Pulse Bomb. It was the device placed on all of the ships so that the Sebeceans would be assured of control [along with the families of the crewmen].

OOC: Actually, depending on the stats of the Old Paris, my Preserver may end up going straight through and cleaving that ship in half. IMHO, a merc fleet wouldn't be made up of the best ships available. I highly doubt a merc ship could survive a full throttle ram from an Eclipse class Super Star Destroyer.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"Ma'am, we have made contact with the enemy."

"Prow status."

"Intact. Worked just as Huntaer advertised."

"Good. When we reach the pre-defined distance, come about, decloak, and open fire with the conventional weapons.

"Aye, ma'am."

The ship rocked from the shockwave caused by the detenation of the Pulse Bomb.

"Report!"

"Wreckage of enemy ship exploded. Must have damaged their reactor."

"Ship status."

"Radiation shielding holding. We went non-stop straight through the enemy ship and were out of range before the explosion occured."

OOC: Pulse Bomb? Need more info if I'm to RP with my usual attention to detail. What kind of explosive it use? What's the range?

OOC: Pulse Bomb: Most Sebecean reactors use contained micro blackholes or micro pulsar stars. A pulse bomb is the detonation of a Pulsar Reactor, resulting in a micro supernova...

OOC: Correct me if I'm wrong, but basicly the railgun thing is just a really powerful cannon round with some radioactive crap thrown in to make it worse?

IC:

Again, the New Mexico at the forefront of combat would begin to take hits. The ship seemed to stagger somewhat as several rounds dug into its armor belts. One shot luckily managed to find a missile wound, and weakened armor and penetrated into the flank of the warship. A little bit of gas could be seen escaping from the wound briefly, before emergency blast doors came down to close that particular armor wound off.

Onboard the New Mexico, the Captain was looking out over the CIC with its holomap projection of the battlefield. "Roll to protect the port side, broadside to starboard. I want a full spread of White Tiger anti-ship missiles in ninety seconds."

An engineer looked up from his control center, ~M'am. Deck six, section sixty-eight, port flank has been breached. That is storage for non-essentials. Sensors are indicating radiation but the area has been sealed off. No casulties reported in that section, but the crew of Swarm pod seven is dead, the ammunition in the belt went up from that first salvo.~

The New Mexico was turning to its left, presenting the undamaged starboard side to the enemy for a full broadside attack. It would roll slightly, and a salvo of 12 White Tiger anti-ship missiles launched. These missiles sped 'downwards' at first, at an angle away from the enemy. They went on for perhaps 5 kilometers, then tilted back 'upwards' again to speed up to full thrust on orders of their weapons officers. In this way, they are going around the flak field laid down by the Xenos, and driving 'upwards' towards the belly of the 6 different ships that they are targeting. 2 per ship.

The White Tiger is of course, a multi-ton warhead designed not to explode until several hundreds of a second after impact, sort of like a bunker-buster, so they go off INSIDE their target instead of on the surface.

In addition to the White Tigers, the New Mexico was still pounding away with those naval autocannons, directing rounds towards whatever target availed itself.

***

The Knight and Pilum had both taken hits from the railguns, the Pilum had just barely been grazed twice and observed several other near-misses, with one direct hit on the bow that ripped open armor. It gamely continued to fire its pair of naval cannons though.

The Knight was less lucky, and took six hits scattered all over. The frigate was unable to do more than twist and turn under each hit, as more and more armor was torn apart. One of the large engines shuttered, then went out and the Knight was forced to turn away and limp back towards the other Xeno ships without being able to fire another salvo.

***

The California and the Washington battlegroups were within range now, and they also would add to the streams of cannon fire with their own guns. Another wave of White Tigers were launched, along with some White Shark torpedos. In total, 24 White Tiger anti-ship missiles and 18 White-Tiger torpedos were fired at the enemy fleet from the two battlegroups, in addition to what the New Mexico had salvo'd.

Tiffany Point detected the railgun launch. The speed and size of the railgun round triggered Tiffany Point's automatic anti-ram defences. Swarms of missiles exited Tiffany Point at a high rate of speed towards the incoming rounds.

The missiles didn't have long to travel, almost as soon as they reached outside the station the missiles collided with the round. Night became day explosions lit up the night sky. The rounds were slowed from the impact, but they still managed to hit the station's sheilds.

On the bridge, the Crew was hanging on as the impact.

"Damage Report!", demanded the Captain.

"Sheilds holding at 75%"

An explosion rocked the screen. Old Paris had just exploded.

Captain Starfox gazed at his command screen intently. "Order the 1st and 2nd Fleet to engage those bombers. Mass Salvo from underneath. Fire Contol, target the largest ship in that fleet. Full Salvo."

Tiffany Point, as if angry at the last attack, sent deep powerful streams deep into the vastness of space stiking out at the largest ship in the armada.

In the hangar bay, Jason Maverick was getting ready to launch his Star Viper Sqaudron. Crewman flurried about the various craft.

Mav, your callsign will be Dagger One. You're escort the Dropships on thier bombing runs.

Maverick was busy with preflight checks, Rodger, understood

All crewman clear the launch bay. All crewman clear the launchbay.

The large doors of the hangar opened revealing the monstrosity of battle.

Dagger Flight, this is Dagger One. Launch in 15 seconds.

The Viper's engines purred with anticipation.

Dagger One you are cleared to launch

12 Star Vipers cleared the hanger before activating thier cloaks. Following them, 3 flights of Exile Fighters, and 6 Flights of Intruders left Tiffany Point hell bent on destruction.

Farther out, the 24 Missile Cruisers were heading full power towards their prey. The enemy bombers had been driven back by the blast quite a distance, but it would only be a moments before they were back in range. With reloading procedures completed, the cruisers lined up in an reverse arrow formation to attack.

Only one ship would decloak at at time and fire before cloaking again. The another ship would decloak and fire. Each Crusier has 120 tubes on each side, both of which fired all missiles simulantous in a full salvo towards the bomber ships. The missiles would travel beneath the ship and come back up at high speeds penetrating the ships hull before exploding. The Crusier quickly moved away from it's firing point to avoid retribution.

The tide of tha battle was changing. Many frigates and destroyers were crippled, and a few tried to escape, but Jenet denotated the bombs on their ships. Their families would be exicuted for their disloyalty.

A few of the other ships hit their engines to full, and were prepared to ram the nearest enemy. Jenet ordered his flagship to do the same as he sent an encrypted message out to the Emperor and another.

I, Trust, that you will be successful and avenge our deaths.

Most of the other ships met their end quickly, the battle was over.

President Cutter had left the shelter to greet the troops at Tiffany Point

My People and Allies, we have once again defending the planet from tyranny. To our allies, we have once again defending freedom thanks in large part to your help. On behalf of my people, we thank you.

Once off the air Cutter swore. She was tired of having to depend on the kindness of her freinds to defend her own turf. Hell, she was tired of war in general. There must be someway to protect Star Zero from invasion.

This was a decent test, and it showed off some of the weaknesses of Tiffany Point. It could take on small battlegroups rather easily, but a massive armada had proved troublesome.

There had to be someway to protect the system.

Flights of Intruder Dropships would enter the naval graveyard and attempt to salvage anything that might be usefull or provide Star Zero with intelligence.

The debris of the ships moved randomly. Massive chucks of destroyed ships entered the atmosphere of Zero Point. It was in a small chunk, what appeared to be space junk, was a passive transport vessel. It cared 8 Eclipse Marines, and would protect them in desent. This chunck was one of thousands, and they would certainly miss it.

OOC: There are dead and living people floating in space, and entering the atmosphere, these ones are on a large enough chunck of hulk to protect their passage. The inside is a gel that protects against heat and the impact.

The debris of the ships moved randomly. Massive chucks of destroyed ships entered the atmosphere of Zero Point. It was in a small chunk, what appeared to be space junk, was a passive transport vessel. It cared 8 Eclipse Marines, and would protect them in desent. This chunck was one of thousands, and they would certainly miss it.

OOC: There are dead and living people floating in space, and entering the atmosphere, these ones are on a large enough chunck of hulk to protect their passage. The inside is a gel that protects against heat and the impact.


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OOC: When you say passive, do you mean that it's not guided or what? And if I understand what you've just done...you've sacrifeiced a 100 ships so that 8 Marines can finally get a shot at entering Star Zero?

The Colony's Sheilds were up as to protect it from the incoming meator storm. Around the colony, laser turrets powered up to smash anything that came too close to the colony. Most of Star Zero was water and most of the debrie just disappeared into the ocean.

OOC: It is set to land 50 miles north of you colony. The sacrafice of 300 criminal ships was for many reasons, that was one the others will be revealed later.

The hulk went over the colony, but was clearly not going to come close to it. It broke the sound barrier and hit a mountian. The gel in the pod protected the Marines. The hulk split when it hit the ground, and the marines spilled out.

The Marines recovered, and moved toward the colony. They had the highest of technology ground equipment that the Sebeceans had. They would move hard and fast, but as stealthy as can be.

It was time for shiftchange at North Point. MSG Vor and his crew would take the next shift.

The Gaurd Station was pretty much the same as it was every 200 meters or so. It was placed just outside the sheild barrier and had an assortment of heavy kenitic weapons. Their new Xeno Battle Armor let them see in the dark, and transmit what they saw to higher.

Motion sensors, heat sensors, energy sensors, and all kinds of other equipment were placed inside the Gaurd Station. Nothing would get past them unnoticed.

OOC: The Eclipse Marine battlesuit is a mix between the predator equipment and the anubis supersoldiers in stargate.

IC: The were covered by the forest, but they neared the edge. Their enhanced vision let them see the fortifications about a mile away. They could not attack in their condition, but they could distract them. The guards knew debris was falling all around, and it wouldn't take much to make it look as though a forest fire was started cause of it.

The Marines spread out, and waited. It was dark when another chunk came down. A Marine was nearby, and ran over to it, he gather some brush, and with his multikit, he ignited it. The nearby trees were soon consumed in fire within 15 minutes. A slight breeze from the mountians spread the fire toward the colony. The Marines moved around to an area which they hoped to pass through.

As the last of the merc ships was destroyed, the Preserver ceased her turbolaser bombardment.

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"Damage report."

"Nothing a short stay in a dock couldn't fix, ma'am. Engines were damaged by 5% due to the shockwave from the explosion of the first ship going up the exhausts. Some of the hull armor will have to be replaced. No inner hull breaches detected. Hanger bay doors are jammed. All in all, we didn't take as much damage as we could have as the merc fleet were concentrating most, if not all, their fire on the others. That allowed us to devote more power to the weapon arcs."

"Hail Tiffanny Point."

"Aye, ma'am."

Messages

Tight Beam to Tiffany Point:

Using the data we got of your previous battles with craft of Setian-Sebeceans origin, we were able to add them to our ship database. Though, when compared to the known Setian-Sebeceans ship designs, none of the ships that made up the fleet that was just defeated was of any of them. This leads us to believe that they were merc ships sent in to either learn our tactics, soften us up for another wave, or a combination of those things. Our scans are indicating surviors in the wreckage. Would it be agreable to you if we picked them up for questioning?

OOC: There are going to be tons of survivors floating around...

OOC: There are going to be tons of survivors floating around...

OOC: Please keep things like this in the OOC thread where it belongs.
http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=465015

Rodger Preserver, feel free to dock with Tiffany Point for repairs when you need it.

OOC: The Eclipse Marine battlesuit is a mix between the predator equipment and the anubis supersoldiers in stargate.

IC: The were covered by the forest, but they neared the edge. Their enhanced vision let them see the fortifications about a mile away. They could not attack in their condition, but they could distract them. The guards knew debris was falling all around, and it wouldn't take much to make it look as though a forest fire was started cause of it.

The Marines spread out, and waited. It was dark when another chunk came down. A Marine was nearby, and ran over to it, he gather some brush, and with his multikit, he ignited it. The nearby trees were soon consumed in fire within 15 minutes. A slight breeze from the mountians spread the fire toward the colony. The Marines moved around to an area which they hoped to pass through.


One of the soliders reported the fire and was watching it. This got him a quick reprimand from MSG Vor.

Keep your eyes out for the enemy! We'll call up some firefighters to take care of that blaze. Propably set off from all those ship chunks coming in. Stay Sharp

The mountian breeze was causing the fire to spread, and spread quickly. It was now consuming 12 acres and spreading closer to the defense posts.

The mountian breeze was causing the fire to spread, and spread quickly. It was now consuming 12 acres and spreading closer to the defense posts.

"MSG! The fire's getting closer!"

"Don't worry about it Private. We've got a fireline about 500 feet out. And it's not like it'll go through the sheild."

Zero Point Orbit

The Knight limped its way with about 2/3rds thrust back to the California and Washington battlegroups. The Pearl Harbor would then glide in to join the New Mexico battlegroup to replace the heavily damaged frigate.

The Knight would then sputter to a halt near Tiffany Point, damage control teams deploying in EVA suits to start trying to plug up some of the holes for a hyperjump back to Polaris.

As the Imperial Taskforce had hung back to defend Tiffany Point from missiles and boarders, it had not been engaged in direct contact and thus not recieved any damage.

However, the hundreds of TIE Ghosts that had been launched from the Star Destroyers were not filtering back into the hangar bays. Technical crews began working on their repairs as soon as they touched down, however they still had a majority of their fighter compliments ready for launch should the occasion arise.

"Status report?" Captain Frillian asked calmly to his aide.

"Sir, fifteen Ghosts reported lost in combat; fourty-three more sustained minor damage."

"Very well. Send the transmission to Tiffany Point."

The Imperial Taskforce from DMG would like to inquire about Tiffany Point's FTL defense systems. Specifically, does it have any? If so, then to what extent and when are they activated? If not, then we would like your permission to engage the Allegiance's FTLi system while repairs are being made to friendly ships in order to stave off a surprise attack against the weakened defense forces around Tiffany Point.

Messages

In response to the Star Zero message:

Acknowledged, Tiffanny Point. We will come as close as we can. Our shuttles will remain out in the debris field looking for survivors. SeaQuest will send a ship after this is all over to help in the clean up of the debris. Recommend that all debris impact sites on the planet be checked in case any of the debris are concealing any type of W.M.D.s. If need be, we can provide our own troops to that endeavour.

Originally Posted by The Allegiance
The Imperial Taskforce from DMG would like to inquire about Tiffany Point's FTL defense systems. Specifically, does it have any? If so, then to what extent and when are they activated? If not, then we would like your permission to engage the Allegiance's FTLi system while repairs are being made to friendly ships in order to stave off a surprise attack against the weakened defense forces around Tiffany Point.

Go ahead DMG. Tiffany Point has no FTLi defences, and we would welcome thier protection.

Messages


Rodger, we'll start sending dropships down shortly. There's a fire breaking out near North Point, so that might slow us down a bit. We'll check them out though.

Go ahead DMG. Tiffany Point has no FTLi defences, and we would welcome thier protection.

Confirmed. The Allegiance is executing its FTLi in 3... 2... 1... Now.

OOC: To what extent are the FTLi Defenses

IC: The Marines disappeared into the forest far enough away from the edge to not be seen. They would keep moving until they had their best position. Along the way they had a conferance about the best strategy. Using the symbiant tech they moved along and drew out complex stratgies at the same time.

Beasida, Higar Prime [IV]
The Massive Bio-mem army had loaded up, and the equally massive Eveii Moon class warships rose from low orbit in overwhelmed by the actually impressive sight of the real Eveii Moon of Higar Prime. Ships filled the sky on the planet, they were preparing for an invasion... a massive one...

OOC: To what extent are the FTLi Defenses

((OOC: One 5000m ship with four advanced heavy gravity well projectors.))

((OOC: One 5000km ship with four advanced heavy gravity well projectors.))

OOC: You mean .. meter, right? 5,000 kilometers long?

OOC: You mean .. meter, right? 5,000 kilometers long?

OOC: Perhaps :(

Zero Point Orbit

The Xeno waited. A couple of dropships were sent down to Zero Point to pick up stores of White Tiger missiles, White Shark torpedos and ammunition for flak cannons, Swarm pods and the naval cannons. Just topping off the ammunition bunkers onboard the Xeno warships should another fight begin.

They were making no efforts to retrieve escape pods or examine the damaged pirates. To the Xeno, these honorless people were worthy of nothing more than a few more cannon rounds to finish them off. But it seemed, their allies had more heart for the plight of the criminals.

Seeing the line of Raiders collapsing before the Imperial ships could implement their attack, the destroyer and her two escorts returned to their designated parking orbits near Tiffiny Point.

Aboard the space station, the four shuttles with the embassy staff were docking and the ambassador was asking where he could set up the Balrooga Empire's embassy.

OOC: It seems I still have a few tricks up my sleeve with the Preserver.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Interrogation Room 1

A low humming sound could be heard as a slight current was being fed through the steel chair the merc prisoner was chained. The current was strong enough to be discomforting, but nowhere near leathal.

A women in a black leather uniform uncoiled a whip from her belt. She leaned foward and grabbed the prisoner's chin with her free hand.

With her ice cold, steel blue eyes looking into the prisoner's own green eyes, she asked, "Now this is the first, and last, time I'm going to ask nicely. Who sent you?"

OOC: I've been refining my interrogation techniques since Part I of the Shadow War RP Arc.
@S.S.: Feel free to R.P. the answers this guy gives.

the warmaster walked up to the admiral,
"awaken Major Doom" he whispered, noticing the admirals daughter kissing her boyfreind, he sighed almost laughing as he said:
"comon, go do that in private, we are at war" he sniggered after he said the comment, leaving the admiral to send the troops to begin the anti Cryo Sequence.

OOC: Major Doom is the guy from Doom 1, 2 and 3, just coz those games rock.

The man was in agony, but he was as honest as could be, "I don't know who they are. I just recognize the voice of the person talking to Jenet. I didn't understand what they were saying.", he hoped it would work and he cringed.

the warmaster walked up to the admiral,
"awaken Major Doom" he whispered, noticing the admirals daughter kissing her boyfreind, he sighed almost laughing as he said:
"comon, go do that in private, we are at war" he sniggered after he said the comment, leaving the admiral to send the troops to begin the anti Cryo Sequence.

OOC: Major Doom is the guy from Doom 1, 2 and 3, just coz those games rock.

OOC: ...

Seeing the line of Raiders collapsing before the Imperial ships could implement their attack, the destroyer and her two escorts returned to their designated parking orbits near Tiffiny Point.

Aboard the space station, the four shuttles with the embassy staff were docking and the ambassador was asking where he could set up the Balrooga Empire's embassy.

You may set up your embassy on the Island of Far Point located on the opposite continent of Zero Point.

OOC: ...

OOC: I agree, "..."

((Bringing in characters from outside sources is generally looked down upon - be creative and create your own character, even if you want to base it on Doom's picture.))

The man was in agony, but he was as honest as could be, "I don't know who they are. I just recognize the voice of the person talking to Jenet. I didn't understand what they were saying.", he hoped it would work and he cringed.

The woman with the whip looked towards a figure standing concealed in the shadows. The figure nodded to indicate the prisoner's honesty. The woman looked back at the prisoner and relased his chin.

"Now, that wasn't so hard," she said, "Now, for the next question. Were their any unique characteristics about this voice you heard?'

She laid the whip, coiled, on a table filled with various instruments at which the prisoner could only guess the uses for.

The Valkyrie sat somnolent in geosynchronous orbit, the fusion lances of repair drones lighting the hulking, brooding ship with actinic brilliance. It had suffered for its fight, a full third of its ceramal armour badly melted and fragile as spun glass in the vacuum. It could fight, but not easily or happily.

The Mjolnir had kept out of sight, its original mission was still go. It had watched for an update, and would recieve later from Star Zero, according to Valkyrie's heavily encrypted transmission.

Valkyrie to Tiffany Point. Request update, pending change of duties to patrol. Status is green, and Mjolnir is out of sight, but requesting standing orders for ambush.

Primarily, we need to know the current situation as best as can be described.

Valkyrie Out.

"I don't know, I didn't even identify the language. I've only heard something simmilar to it on the boarders of Sebecean Space. The voice was..", realizing he had said to much, and that he would probably not live, he stopped, "I don't know you wench!"

The Valkyrie sat somnolent in geosynchronous orbit, the fusion lances of repair drones lighting the hulking, brooding ship with actinic brilliance. It had suffered for its fight, a full third of its ceramal armour badly melted and fragile as spun glass in the vacuum. It could fight, but not easily or happily.

The Mjolnir had kept out of sight, its original mission was still go. It had watched for an update, and would recieve later from Star Zero, according to Valkyrie's heavily encrypted transmission.

Valkyrie to Tiffany Point. Request update, pending change of duties to patrol. Status is green, and Mjolnir is out of sight, but requesting standing orders for ambush.

Primarily, we need to know the current situation as best as can be described.

Valkyrie Out.

Tiffany Point to Valkyrie. Current scans report no sign of enemy forces. Reccommend you dock with Tiffany Point for repairds. Mjolnir is clear to set up an ambush. However, we are not sure of when the next attack will occur.

The Valkyrie's sextet of engines (the other three had been knocked out by an errant kinetic blast) flared to life, pitching it towards Tiffany Point at a careful 200 kilometres per second, it's own advanced (Although, nothing like Djehuty/Soter, nowhere near it's incredible capacity) AI calculating the trajectory, velocity, and all other extraneous needs for this ever so sensitive manuever. However, even AIs can't anticipate all damage.

The second engine bank's strong light began to pulse and gutter. It cursed internally and opened a channel.

Valkyrie to Tiffany Point control - I'm reading a fluctuation in engine bank two - probably a damaged power core.
I'm switching it off now to prevent radiation and any further damage. The problem is I won't have enough power to reverse the inertia.
I am initiating the turnover now and altering course, but there's too much inertia. Could you help?

The AI initiated the turnover, the over kilometre long warship flipping end for end, manuevering thrusters compensating for the single bank of engines. Internally it counted the nanoseconds, the seconds, and the velocity with what could be described as anticipation or dread. Or both.

"I don't know, I didn't even identify the language. I've only heard something simmilar to it on the boarders of Sebecean Space. The voice was..", realizing he had said to much, and that he would probably not live, he stopped, "I don't know you wench!"

"Ohhh, and we were doing so well too," the woman said picking up a box and some tongs from the table.

She opened the box and pulled out the scorpion inside with the tongs holding on to the tail. She moved the scorpion to the prisoner's arm and allowed it to sting him.

"This little creature's venom is quite painful...very painful," she looks up at a camera in the corner hidden by shadows and says, "give him the anti-venom only when the venom's half-way point is reached," she puts the scorpion back in its box and says to the prisoner, "If you don't get that anti-venom by then, you will die very painfully. It will feel as if your very skin was trying to remove itself from your body, layer by layer. But, we won't let you die, yet."

After reading the message, the Ambassador appeared to be hesitant. He thought for a few minutes to compose her wording carefully.

“The Empire graciously accepts the offer of embassy grounds but we would like to also have offices aboard Tiffany point and in the colony below. I understand this is not your policy and would request you read this through before answering.”

“Under international law, all embassy grounds are considered an extension of the nation which established it. If someone were to attack an embassy, it would be the same as attacking the nation itself.”

“It is for this reason we would like to establish office space upon the station and the colony as well as our Embassy Grounds. Since these offices would be considered part of the Embassy itself, they would fall under the same international considerations, even if they were never used.”

“If you were to grant this request, please place the offices in undetermined locations so nobody would know of their specific locations, thus making it hard not to accidentally target them during an attack.”

“If you do this, the Balrogga Empire would be justified having to send additional ships to assist in guarding the three locations against attacks. This would mean a larger force from the Empire here to assist you in the case of another attack.”

“Please consider these words carefully when you decide upon this request. If it is turned down, I completely understand and will not take any offense.”

The following message was sent to the Valkyrie

Tiffany Point to Valkyrie, reccommend you shut down your engines and let our tugs guide you into the station. Our techs can have you patched up in no time.

The Hanger Bay opened a a dozen tugs with powerful engines left the station to aid the wounded warrior.

Rodger Balgorra, You have permission to establish an embassy on Tiffany Point, over

The man scream. It was the type of scream on fears in their dreams. He thought he could handle the suffering, but he could not. He knew that his family was dead, but could not accept it. "The voice was like an echo... AARGH!... it was soft but the words sounded harsh... please let it stop...", he cried out, just before he broke down into tears from the pain.

The man scream. It was the type of scream on fears in their dreams. He thought he could handle the suffering, but he could not. He knew that his family was dead, but could not accept it. "The voice was like an echo... AARGH!... it was soft but the words sounded harsh... please let it stop...", he cried out, just before he broke down into tears from the pain.

OOC: *Evil Laugh* [Evil Voice On]I have only just begun. This is going to be fun, for me at least.[/Evil Voice Off]

IC: As the scorpion venom reached the half-way point where it was either lose the limb or get the anti-venom, the woman, using a comically large bore needle injected the prisoner with the anti-venom.

"Like I said," she tells him, "you aren't going to die, yet. We have only just begun to play."

The chains keeping the prisoner confined to the chair are unhooked from the chair and retied so his arms are locked behind his back. The prisoner is then dragged to a trough full of sub-zero water filled with ice.

"Now," the woman asks holding his head over the trough, "is their anything you want to tell me?"

Acknowledged Tiffany, engines off, coasting.
Suggest you bring medtechs also. I have reports of radiation leak across several decks, I'm closing them off and sealing it with crashfoam.

Valkyrie Out.

Truthfully, the Valkyrie's damage wasn't critical. She had her Underspace Drive still at full operation... But she'd be a pretty large target.

Tiffany, whilst repairs are being performed, and the engines are off, I present an easy target. Suggest if an attack commences, that you jettison me and use my bulk as a shield. If it gets overwhelming I'll jump out, but it's better to be of some use than somnolent and dead without firing a single gun.

Kasimians, and their AIs, were of like mind when it came to warfare - either do the job or die trying.

Rodger Balgorra, You have permission to establish an embassy on Tiffany Point, over

Message sent shortly after receiving the great news from Star Zero

Thank you very much. I have a pretty good idea how much you had to bend the rules for this. I will send for additional ships to help guard the Empire’s interests here. They should be arriving soon. If you want them stationed somewhere, please let me know and I will forward your instructions to them enroute.

If you can think of any other good ideas, feel free to come and discuss them.

He was in heated pain, and now imerged in cold. He was already in shock, and this pushed him over. He voice began to fade, and the pain decreased... He passed out, limp as a stone.

OOC: Uh, SS, the guy's head was held over the trough of ice water. He hasn't been dunked, yet.

OOC: Umm i guess, But lets assume because of the abuse, he has passed out...

OOC: If you want to put it that way, but I wouldn't call a single scorpion sting and uncomfortable chair 'abuse'. Of course, there is the psychological aspects to this.

IC: "Damn, he's passed out. Hand me the syringe of stimulant."

A figure in the shadows of the interrogation room hands the woman another needle with a comically large bore. She jabbed into the prisoner and injected the full 10 cc's of stimulant into him.

OOC: Just an F.Y.I., but I do use Star Trek style Hyposprays outside of interrogation rooms.

OOC: Well remember he was floating out in space... and I have little knowledge of star trek tech.

IC: The stims dialated his blood vessels, and hit heart beat hard. He shot awake with a terrible scream. The pain of it was intense, but he's short break was over... into the terror once more.

OOC: Well remember he was floating out in space... and I have little knowledge of star trek tech.

IC: The stims dialated his blood vessels, and hit heart beat hard. He shot awake with a terrible scream. The pain of it was intense, but he's short break was over... into the terror once more.

"Bring in the Mind Shifter," ordered the women.

One of the figures in the shadows nodded and left the room.

OOC: Oh, the fun is just getting started.

Coded message sent Via the Space Minus Transmitter aboard The Resentment:

This is Ambassador Br’Ton. Our hosts have graciously expanded our embassy grounds so we need additional ships for protection from hostilities. Please send two more contingencies and a command ship for the area.

Due to the hostile neighbors in this area, I would also wish to advise C&C to assign this system a class B priority so additional ships could be pulled in case an attack was to take place.

The Embassy grounds have been prepped and are ready for the standard package to arrive.

Ambassador Timi Br’Ton
Star Zero

Messages

Tight-Beam to Star Zero:

As the highest ranking representative of the SeaQuestian Empire in system, I was wondering if it would be permissible with you if the nation of SeaQuest set-up a mining outpost on one of the outer planets or moons. We would gladly pay for this via money, a share of the mined materials, or something else of your choosing. We would also like the privilage of setting up an embassy here. We await your reply on both matters.

OOC: Looks like some are going to take you a prize... first mining than planets...

the death spire forces awoke with a start, somthing had initiated their sleep nodes, this was bad, they had no idea as to how the fleet was, or, of their readyness.

OOC: sorry for not posting in a while.

Messages

Tight-Beam to Star Zero:

TO: SeaQuest
FROM: Star Zero

We would be honored to have you start an embassy here. We regret to inform you however, that all possible mining sites near the planet are being used by our industires in order for us to continue building ships at our current rate. If you would like to set up operations in our astroid belt, we would be glad to discuss it.

-Transmission to Tiffany Point-

Imperial Security Level
From: The Allegiance
Greetings. On orders of my commanders I am too ask of you if it would be plausible to set up a Imperial ground base on the planet below; a place where we could set up a small command base and deploy our ground forces (droids, soldiers, land vehicles, etc.) Preferably on a small island where we could secure the area quickly. Please respond as soon as possibly with your answer, whatever it may be.

Sincerely,
Captain Frillian

TO: SeaQuest
FROM: Star Zero

We would be honored to have you start an embassy here. We regret to inform you however, that all possible mining sites near the planet are being used by our industires in order for us to continue building ships at our current rate. If you would like to set up operations in our astroid belt, we would be glad to discuss it.

Messages

In response to the Star Zero message:

We would be willing to set up the mining operation wherever it didn't conflict with your own mining interests. As for the embassy, I will have the I.S.S. Wraith attached to Tiffany Point just like the I.S.S. Carlson is attached to Xeno's XSS1. We will relay the signal after you have confirmed your approval of the Wraith's assignment.

[OOC: Here goes]

IC: The Battle Fleet of the Emperor, the largest fleet ever assembled since the Battle of Nines in the first system war. But even than, the ships were not the size of these. However large, they were ready- 100 Million Bio-mem Soldiers. The fleet was waiting for the order, High Command and the Emperor looked at plan after plan. Some ranged from finding the Xeno homeworld, to attacking XSS1 itself, but it was this plan that they had selected.

As the Higarius' Eye [Star] rose to reveal the Battle Fleet hiding behind Higar Prime, where they hid, a signal was received by the warships. It was in a obscure Sebecean Dialect, Military Code... it told them to initiate the plan. The ships began cycling their massive subspace drives, and within 5 minutes they were gone.

_____________

System 84510: Star Zero Native

On the edge of the system, a quarter of the Battle Fleet lumbered it. They did not care if they were heard, in fact they wanted to be. They engines and sheer size would set sensors off. They were ready for any bend in the plan, and they had all weapons loaded, with a fighter cloud escorting the ships.

On of the ships was different however, it was a ComCom [Command and Communications], its massive arrays say ever EM and gravitational signature in the system, even dust. But it did not care about that now, instead it acted as a communications blinder. It emmited pure loud EM, Subspace, and FTL noise- someone could scream, but no one would hear.

OOC: Just as a note, the Xeno ships are shielded against and prepared to deal with EM, as noted on the arms thread.

IC:

In the time between the first battle and the arrival of this new armada, the Xenos had made repairs to their ships' armor. Only the Knight still showed battle damage, and that was just unpainted armor that had been recently installed over one wounded flank.

The Xeno warships would wait, however. Trying to fire across the length of an entire solar system is just too much. (Even an object moving at 10 miles per second would take years to get from Earth to Saturn..)

Certainly, they were scanning some, and laser-based communications flickered back and forth between the Xeno warships. A few burst transmissions of laser communications would be sent to Tiffany Point, but the Xeno weren't sure if they had the proper communications sytems to operate on laser-base.

Near Star Zero, a worm hole opened and several ships exited.

This is The BaalZephon. We have arrived to assist The Resentment in guarding the Balrogga Embassy grounds. We require orbital coordinates so we may safely position ourselves in the best location to achieve our mission.

The 6 frigates, two destroyers, and the Intruder Carrier waited for their instructions.

OOC: The EM is not like a EMP here, it is just the fullwave band of light, it will mess with communications.

Beasida, Higar Prime

The Emperors ship was still landed, his custom regeneration was almost complete, but he could care less about that. His forces were in position and the battle would star soon.

System 84510: Star Zero Native

The warships' railguns were in range at halfway across the system. They're speed was barely the speed of light. They were relatively small, only 5 in wide and two feet long. They were pure slugs, but at that speed they didn't need explosives, and the charge from ejection and travel would be a major discharge.

As the ships moved forward, their massive rail cannons targeted at Tiffany Point and the power stations on the planet below. They made some final adjustments so the rounds would hit their target. Energy was building up, and the fighter cloud moved behind the ships. Once everything was ready, they fired... all of them, every rail cannon of every ship fired sending 300 rounds out.

Zero Point Orbit

Even at.. the speed of light, distances here are incredible. Half a system away. The launches would be noted of course, but it would take a very long time before the guns even became a threat.

(It takes light from the sun 8 minutes to reach the earth. Lets tack on say, half a system.. that means another eh, 40 minutes or so added on for the length of 'half a system')

And by the fifty minutes or so later when the shells arrived, the Xeno warships had simply slipped beneath the spread of ammunition, which would continue along on its way past, towards the system's center and its sun.

All three of the Xeno battleships launched White Shark and White Tiger torpedos and missiles on air compression alone, letting them drift forward slowly, unguideded and as "dead in the water" as any other space debris. Infact, they would even be pulled into an orbit around Zero Point's moon, where they drifted.

Tiffany Point

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!


Captain Starfox was on the bridge when the alert came in.

"SIR! Enemy Fleet has jumped in at Edge Sector 92-23-00", reported the Operation Officer. "They appear to be jamming most of our sensors. We still reading thier mass shadow."

Captain Starfox took a glance at the command screen. His thinking was interuppted by another alarm.

"SIR! Enemy Fleet has fired high speed railguns. 300 Rounds incoming. ETA 40min."

Captian Starfox gave an order, "Engineering, move us into higher orbit!"

The thrusters on Tiffany Point began to ignite, and the station slowly drifted upwards. It was by no means quick, but with a good half hour until impact, Tiffany Point had more than enought time to clear the projected path of the unguided weapons. They would burn harmlessly into the atmosphere.

The XO reported with a twinge of regret, "That won't work twice sir."

Starfox nodded, "Launch all fighters. Move the Fleet into defensive positions."

Fighters began to swarm form Tiffanty Point, meanwhile the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Fleets began to orbit to build a wall between the enemy forces and Tiffany Point.

The Allegiance

Alert! Alert! Alert!

"Sir, we are tracking a massive inbound fleet across the system. They fired a volley but we are out of the attack zone," reported a private to Captain Frillian.

"Very well. Disengage the FTLi and divert the power to the shields and weapons."

"Yes, sir!" the private said as he turned to carry out the orders.

"Oh, and private... launch the swarm," Frillian ordered as the private stopped abruptly to listen.

"Aye, sir!"

A few minutes later the Captain's orders were being carried out as the FTLi was depowered and the shields and weapons were increased. From every ship in the taskforce fighters began deploying and they soon formed what was known as the Swarm: a 1500 fighter attack force.

I.S.S. Preserver - Maine Bridge

"Red Alert! Enemy fleet incoming."

"Damn! Ship status?"

"All hands report battle ready throughout the ship, ma'am."

"Is that original Hyperdrive still working?"

"Yep, the engineers never got around to replacing it with the Hyperspace Phase Device."

"Good. Any inhibitor fields in effect?"

"None detected."

"Plot a precision jump behind the enemy fleet and charge the main gun."

"Aye, ma'am. Plotting jump now."

"Charging main gun, ma'am."

"Lets teach these fools its not wise to wake a slumbering dragon."

"Interesting metaphor."

"How long 'till the main gun is ready for a Level 1 blast?"

"Thirty seconds."

"Jump plotted, ma'am."

"Any status on reinforcements?"

"Unkown if any of our relayed messages even got through to High Command yet."

"Damn! Status of Phase Cloak?"

"Ready to use at your discression, ma'am."

"Initiate Jump."

"Aye, aye."

"Once Jump is completed, open fire with whatever weapons have them in their arc, excluding the main gun."

Interrogation Room 1

The merc prisoner was returned to his seat and strapped in.

The woman said, gripping his chin and coldly staring in his eyes, "Looks like we will have to continue this later. Your friends have arrived."

She made a move as if she was going to pick up the whip she had come in with, but changed her mind and strolled out of the room. The prisoner was left alone, with all of the lights off and hair-rising noises (OOC: Think horror film) coming from the room's speakers.

Exterior

The massive form of the Preserver dissapeared into F.T.L. transit only to reapear behind the Setian-Sebeceans a few moments later. As soon as she reappeard, the massive SeaQuestian vessel opened fire with a barrage of weapons blast. The space between the Eclipse class Super Star Destroyer and the Setian-Sebeceans was soon filled with a rainbow of energy bolts as the Preserver fired her Heavy Laser Cannons, Turbolaser Batteries, and Ion Cannons.

The fleet was ready for anything, and the flanking of it was on of those things. As the Super Star Destroyer came out behind the fleet, in the fighter cloud, two of the fractionally smaller Eveii Moon's [assuming your SSD is about the same size as Vader's] turned around. Their polar shields causes most energy bolts to get deflected to the poles and off into space. Rounds that hit caused little damage, with the ships active 'immune' system grabbing the energy and sending it to on of the ESMs [Energy Sink Manifolds]. The ESMs began to dump the energy into the ship's core, or out into spaces as heat.

The Command Battlecruisers [CBC] than began emitting a cloud of what appeared to be dust. The cloud moved around the ship giving it a slight glow. Several cannons on the ship dettached and moved freely in the cloud. Arcs of energy flowed from the ship through the cloud to the cannons, and the cannons glowed and fired a powerful Electro-Static charge at the SSD. The cloud grabbed energy from shots fired at it, and sent it to the cannons.

The CBCs continued to turn as they picked up an energy build up in the ship. They began sliding on the 'x-axis' coming to the side of the SSD, they still had their Rail guns loaded... and at this range it would be devestating.

OOC: ESMs can be over powered:: when overwhelmed and they cannot dump energy fast enough they must be ejected or they detonate. They either dump energy as heat, light, or it is sent to the reactors. They are really our 'shields' and the more you fire, they more we fire back. They are useless against kenetic weapons.

The cloud is a cloud of 'nanites' that act as another line of defense against energy and kenetic weapons. They tend to push unknown objects towards the poles, so indirect hits will be gained. They, however increase a ships visibility and must be dumped when jumping or going into steath mode. They provide power for orbiting weapon systems.

All new Sebecean ships are using some amount of active defense: flak, ESMs, 'The Cloud' [larger ships only] and a 'immune system' that allocates repairing materials to repair standard battle damage when no combat is occuring.

[Hey I have to play rough, seeing that I am out numbered]

Message to the Preserver,

"Reccomend you withdraw to current positions of other defenders. At this range, we cannot aid you."

The Xeno warfleet remained. The Knight would then hyperjump out of the system, leapfrogging to an uncharted system and then to Polaris.

Tiffany Point to Dagger One:

** Scramble ** **Scamble** **Scramble**
Primary Objectives:
1: End Sensor Jamming from SS Fleet.
2: Clear the space of all enemy fighters.

Secondary Objectives:
1: Disable Railguns

Number of Wingman: 12

Goodluck and Godspeed Dagger One

Jason Maverick, Dagger One, launched his Star Viper Starfighter. The stealth starfighter was undectecable by most sensors, and it's unique shape caused it to give off a very small mass shadow. The rest of the fighters would cling to Tiffany Point while his men made a deep strike at the enemy fleet. The carried anti-capital ship weapons in thier bellies in order to take out the source of the enemy radar jamming. They'd have to rely mostly on visual targeting, but with the target being such a big ship it would not be a problem.

"Dagger Group, this is One. Prepare for micro-jump on my mark. 5...4...3...2...1...Mark!"

Maverick was rocked as his Viper flew in and out of subspace. The jump had dropped them danger close to the enemy fleet.

"Dagger Group, REPORT!"

"This is Two - Three here - Four Reporting In - Dagger Five Preparing for Attack Run - Dagger Six on route - Seven, Rodger Out - Eight here, I got your tail sir - Dagger Nine I've spotted the target -

As the group made his report, Maverick dialed in the target. All 12 of his wingman had made the jump with no problem, now the fun part began.

Beep-Beep-Beep

Mavericks sensors went wild as the SeaQuest warship jumped in behind the SS Fleet and stared firing it's weapondry. This did mange to keep the SS occupied and not looking for them.

Dagger Group, this is Dagger One. Spread out and prepare to launce your warheads on my mark.

Each fighter was only carring two warheads. The first set of warheads were uniquly designed to take out captial ship systems such as sheild generators, communications equipment, sensors, and all other componets which had to ride on the outside of the ship. They worked in the same manner a grenade would. Upon launch, the warhead would launch dozens of micro-missiles towards the system that was generating the most EM signatures. Since the ComCom ship was emmitting all kinds of signals, the arrays would be instanly targeted. The micro-missile contained a small amount of anit-matter which would be cause massive outpouring of energy once the missile hit. Which one missile would not do too much, the swarm that Dagger Group was about to unleash was nothing to scoff at.

Maverick checked his screens once again. Everyone was in position.

"Dagger Group: FIRE!"

From every direction, the starfighters of Dagger Group unleashed thier warheads at the ComCom Ship.

The Symbiant Fighters reacted to the new arrivals like flies on dung. Hundreds to one, and they headed towards the enemies. No matter how hard one could try, it was near impossible to stealthfully jump next to a ComCom without it taking notice.

[datapacket-SYBFGTR 297-94RB]

--Attack Initiated--

---Contact in 30 Seconds---

---Advise activating ComCom CIWS---

---Dekka Wing Ready for Contact---

The fifteen hundred TIE Ghosts (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=10257543&postcount=39) made their way towards the enemy grouping. Each quick fighter had three advanced medium laser cannons and two torpedo launchers in order to take out the enemy, whatever it may be.

Cloaking on and off, the Ghosts closed in on the enemy configuration...

The ComCom's CIWS went online. Autocannons fired thousands of rounds a second, targeting the warheads. The AC rounds were smart rounds and detonated at a certian range. Many of the warheads were taken out, but a few made in through, and the ComCom had time for a single scream. Every device emitted an encrypted message, and as it stopped a warhead hit the ComCom, and than three more. Rocking the ship, and putting it out of commission... but the damage had been done.

The data scream of the ComCom was a virus that was programmed to work on Xeno and Star Zero communications systems. It was made after capturing several of their fighters, and learning their code. It was a symbiant virus, and no-one would know it was there until it was to late. It is adaptive and methodical, like its creators...

Dagger Group had lucked out in getting one clear shot at the ComCom ship before hundreds of fighters began pouring out of the various SS warships.

Dagger One, this is Ten...They're all over me! How can they see me?, asked one of the newer pilots.

"Calm Down Ten, it's the ComCom Ship.", transmitted Maverick as he boosted in order to get clear of the ComCom ship and the impending explosions. "Just make your attack runs and we'll be out of here soon.

Maverick targeted an incoming group of fighters and fired. The stealth fighter decloaked as he did so, but the lasers could fire in almost any direction.

Dagger Group. There are too many fighters. Lauch warheads and head out.

An explosion ripped through space. He had lost Ten. The other fighters wern't doing so hot ethier.

Dagger Group, get clear and warp out.

They had done thier job for the moment.

Beep-Beep

They had just lost Four and Eight.

Beep-Beep

Two, Three, and Six had just jumped.

Maverick glanced to his right to see a group of six fighters on the Seven's tail. He rolled his craft and began to fire bursts of laser fire at the attackers. They broke off and began to turn towards him. Seven warped out.

Time to go.

Maverick rolled his craft again and hit the hyperdrive. Moments later he was back within gun range of Tiffany Point.

Dagger Group Report!

"Two Here - Dagger Three Reporting In - Dagger Six Rodger - This is Seven, I'm damaged pretty bad, but I'll make it. -"

Maverick waited.

"....."

Maverick sighed as he flew into the hanger. Eight pilots was way too many to lose.

OOC: When did you capture any of our fighters? And a data stream virus seems pretty weak considering that my RL computer can regect any data that's not from a known system. One would think that since all the Star Zero/Xeno craft are linked to each other, it would be able to distinguish between something that you send and something we send each other.

OOC: When did you capture any of our fighters? And a data stream virus seems pretty weak considering that my RL computer can regect any data that's not from a known system. One would think that since all the Star Zero/Xeno craft are linked to each other, it would be able to distinguish between something that you send and something we send each other.

OOC: I'd like to add to that, the Xeno accept scans and information to arrays that are not connected to the primary systems onboard the Xeno warships. I've roleplayed this before. The communications/scanners and such send and recieve information, and that information is filtered through another communication system, which simply paints targets into other warfare systems. Basicly, you could infect some of the arrays, (I don't see how, since they're not DOWNLOADING any information) but it wouldn't affect the war-making capabilities or any other system.

IC: All that aside, the Xenos are just waiting for enemies to approach within reasonable range.

Maverick had just stepped out of his Viper when Fight Control came on over the speakers.

"Maverick! Great job with that ComCom. You knocked it out. You need to
re-arm and re-launch ASAP!"

Maverick looked up at the command deck of the hangar like they were crazy.

"We're outnumbered a 100 to 1, You can't expect me to head back out there?"

"DMG just launched 1500 Ghosts into the fray. I think the odds are a bit better now. We've got replacements for you. Now get back out there!"

"Rodger Sir.

Maverick walked over to his Viper and wiped some of the spacedust off his nameplate, and climbed back into the cockpit.

All Personell, Clear the Hanger. Repeat. All Personell Clear the Hanger. Launch in 30 seconds.

Maverick's blood was pumping. His hands were sweaty. He hated to think what was going through the minds of the replacements.

20 Seconds to lauch. Pilots, start ignition sequence

The Viper screamed with delight as Mav began to give it power.

10 Seconds to launch.

Once again, Dagger Group was in the fray again.

[OOC: We captured fighters in the previous conflicts, especially when salvaging the Congressional Carriers. Its standard practice. But anyway to the point, your sensors and com systems are going to passively pick up stuff. Even if your crews are not going to use it, the data packets for voice and text are going to downloaded and deleted as needed. The virus works by lodging itself in the communications system and slowly spreading. Even if your computers are not networked, your going to lose coms and anything linked to it. Its going to be hard to coordinate attacks when your deaf and dumb and possibly blind]

IC: With scream of the ComCom, another was sent in. It took 5 minutes to arrive, but it was dispatched. However it did not come by Subspace... another ship did- a Gate Builder.

The massive ship came out of Subspace, and began to construct itself. It opened a temporary link with another gate, and the new ComCom came through: looking and blinding. They gate was vulnerable, and the CBC formed around it. If this gate completed itself, it could bring in massive ammounts of forces in no time. They had 30 minutes to wait, as the CBC fully deployed themselves, and fired EMP Rail Gun Shells to help disrupt the enemy up close.

OOC: Yeah. Just wanted to make sure you realized, you'd not be able to shut down the Xeno warships like that. The communications relays are all seperate and unnetworked. Can screw with the comm systems to an extent, but not the warfare systems.

IC:

The Xeno warships would simply continue to manuver, having literally an hour of warning for each shot fired and time enough to move out of the way.

The F-1 Xeno Fighters remained berthed, unequipped with individual warp drives.

seeing as the death spire ships were unharmed, the boarders, namley the elite Guard (the necromancers in power armour) began their boarding manuver on a SS ship.

seeing as the death spire ships were unharmed, the boarders, namley the elite Guard (the necromancers in power armour) began their boarding manuver on a SS ship.

OOC: Sorry I'm gonna have to say no, your ships can just pop up like an annoying internet add without a previous RP. My ships are half way into the system... not next to it... es tut mir leid [sorry]

Messages

The Jump back as already been calculated and planned. We moved to this position so allied craft wouldn't get caught in the blast from the main gun.

Main Bridge

"Is the target locked?"

"Yes, ma'am. Superlaser is prepped for a Level 1 shot and is targeted straight at the largest enemy combat ship."

"Good. We will be demonstrating our power and removing the enemy's heaviest hitter from the board. You may fire when ready. Then do another in-system FTL jump back to our starting point."

"Aye, ma'am."

Exterior

As the incoming enemy fire caused ripples to form in the Preserver's recently installed Trans-Spatial Shields (OOC: Hey, wasn't just sitting there doing nothing when I was interrogating that merc), a massive surge of energy gathered at the tip of the mighty ship's prow. After a few moments, a lance of green energy flashed out as the ship's Axial Superlaser fired at its anti-ship level. The beam was aimed straight for the largest Setian-Sebecean ship in the area. To cause a little extra damage, the ship's thrusters fired. This caused the great ship of the void to move while the main gun fired, thus literally allowing it to carve the enemy ship like a Thanksgiving turkey. After the weapon finished firing, the Preserver jumped back to where she was prior to the first jump.

Main Bridge

"Report."

"Level 1 Axial Superlaser firing was successful. Five minutes before we can fire another Level 1 blast. Good thing it wasn't at maximum, would have taken twenty-four hours then."

"Set the recharge timer for five minutes."

"Aye, ma'am."

OOC: Basically, you can say good-bye to heaviest hitting ship you got there, S.S..

Oh, and last post for the night.

The Swarm

The Swarm of fifteen hundred Ghosts were now in firing range of the enemy ships, so they began breaking off into hundreds of five man groups. Cloaking was no longer necessary or practical and so all power was diverted from their cloaks to their weapons and engines.

"All teams: you have the green," came the signal from the Ghost Commander.

As he finished his transmission, the Ghosts began firing off their weapons; hundreds of torpedoes flew through the air at the ships as well as an uncountable amount of lasers.

The Allegiance

"How long did they say again?"

"They weren't sure, Captain. At least a few hours... and they weren't sure how many it would be, if any."

OOC: All the large ships are the same class, and there are alot of them... you did think I would sit around and do nothing knowing your ships capabilities...

IC: The Liebtes was in the path of the superlaser. The ships defenses acted as they should, and some of the energy was deflected of to the poles of the ship. The rest energy took a direct hit, alot of energy was absorbed by the ship's 'Cloud', making it glow white. The remaining energy hit the hull, causing a sizeable dent in the ship's thick armor as the tons of raw energy was sent to the ESMs. One of the ESMs was ejected, and it looked like a star as it gave off its energy. Some of her armor ejected itself too.

The Liebtes was hurt, but still functional, and she turned around to bare on the SSD. Her arc cannons fired with intense power, and her Chaotic Gravity Cannons fired aswell. As she fired, she pulled herself back to the gate, which was now protected by new class of active defenses. The two other CBCs continued to fire along the side of the SSD. The other parts of the fleet moved away from the firing zone of the SSD.

The two CBCs, move closer to the SSD, they began to breach shields, and when shields had been breached the CBCs fired harpoons into the SSD. They would pump toxins and nanites to attack the crew and ship. Marines would be soon to follow.

The ComCom had seen the minute EM and gravity signatures of the fighter, long before. They had let them come close, for a fleet Symbiant Fighters would tear them to peices. As the enemy fighters came out of cloak, the Symbiants were firing their Autocannons at them, aiming for engines and power. They may have had 1,500 of them, but their were still 20,000 Symbiants who had never learned to walk, but to fly.

It's getting pretty hot out there, Captain. Sighed Djehuty, the Valkyrie's Underpsace transmitter pulsing battle reports back to the Mjolnir. And also reporting something within the communications and ECM spilling from the battle. Djehuty began to go disseminate immediately, using what knowledge he did have of basic Xeno code architecture. It wasn't enough to properly identify it. But it was enough to tell the AI it was not normal, or native.

Hells. Subversion Intelligence. Valkyrie - Send this to Tiffany. The AI sent a hastily created avatar program, and Valkyrie's AI responded accordingly.

~~~

Tiffany Standby to recieve datafile marked AVATAR. Odd comchatter, possible subversion. Advise immediate redistribution to all fleet assets. Mjolnir sends its regards.

The Virus began shutting down communications systems. It was filtering data and sending encrypted packets for approval to pass on to the crew. It was expanding as much as possible, but in that time it embedded itself into several parts which it would be hard to erase. It wasn't doing enough to warrent attention of the crews of the ships, instead it was looking to spread... and it found a simple path for reproduction... the power systems.

Djehuty waited for the AVATAR program to complete uploading, impatient, concerned.

Tiffany Point's memory buffer completed uploading the AVATAR, Valkyrie reporting ready for the transfer. Suddenly, instead of the gaping, screaming madness of Underspace, thick and velvety and decidely wrong, the AI was aboard the Valkyrie, the ship's AI going dormant as Djehuty assumed its place.

First order of business: Damage assessment.
Main thrust assemblies damaged. Core fractures and a missile magazine compromised. His human counterpart had done his job admirably, whilst his AI underling had shut down and secured the damage. Internal comm traffic from repair crews and such informed him of the nature of the damage. The core fractures were troubling, but sealant and gentle handling would probably prevent an unstable reaction. Not so the missile magazine - the electro-myomar loading system had siezed and knotted, the synthetic muscle paralysed, and its control system was sending null feedback signals. Well. He had twenty more magazines. The engines were just this side of total overhaul. The main drive units could be revived, but it'd take hours. Which they didn't have.

Djehuty was surprised to find that his underling had already expressed to Tiffany that the Valkyrie was to be used like a heavily armed and armoured shield. Not only that, but the Captain had agreed whole heartedly, running arming drills and loadouts, the crew ready to destroy any interloper that dared attack.
Valiant, if somewhat suicidal.

Thus aware, he turned to Tiffany, and groped for a communications link.

Tiffany Point. This is Djehuty. I've transferred from Mjolnir to Valkyrie. My AVATAR program is a safe encryption package, and I need further instructions. The AVATAR program will ensure our communications remain secret. It contains the decryption and encryption key required. Respond immediately.

OOC: This virus was only sent to ships using Xeno or Star Zero software... it wouldn't work with anyother, since it would be unlikely that two different space nations would use the same computer code. The virus is also a Sentiant seeding virus, you only to send the seed with the compatible code, and the virus with grow and become sentiant and aware. The ComCom sent the data out, and the virus is not compatible with Sebeceans computers which use a different and unique code.

The Washington

A sensor tech in the forward, number 3 scanning room looked over her shoulder to her superior officer, "Lieutenant, we are experiencing .. irregularities in the code on our software. I sent a request to scanner number 2 for the latest range estimates to Zero Point's moon, but I haven't been able to get a response. The line is filled with static."

The officer stepped over, plugged her headset into the console and listened to the odd white noise. "We weren't hit, there's no way we lost our entire number 3 array. Wait." She then picked up a hardline telephone and dialed a 4 digit number, which was answered at number 2 scanner.

"Number two scan array."

"Have you recieved our messages from number three scan array?"

"No. Are you sending us something?"

"Just a query for range on the moon."

"We'll send it now."

"Don't. It's not going to go through. Keep us updated through the hard line, but it looks like we caught some kind of bug."

An engineer would be sent for, while offboard communications/scanning arrays all around the Xeno fleet discovered they could no longer talk to other ships except by short range radios.

A few minutes later, a Xeno engineering team arrived at scanner #3, opening up the panel on the side of the server, he confirmed that nothing was damaged. Behind him, another tapped away at his keyboard, looking at the scripting of the query program. ~It's some sort of malignant bug. It can't get into the shipboard systems since we're not plugged into anything. But I don't think I can get rid of this..~

The Lieutenant was talking on the hardline, "Yes Captain. Yes sir. No sir. We cannot talk to the rest of the fleet at the moment with our electronics, and the laser comms aren't responding. No sir. No sir. They're working on it now. Yes sir. Aye aye sir." Then she hung up the phone. "Okay. We're going to communicate with the rest of the fleet with flip-lamps for now. Our orders stand. Weapons systems are functioning, and they can track targets just fine. Our job is to get these damned comms working again."

She looked at the engineering team, "Shut it down, tear it apart.. do what you gotta do."

Tiffany Standby to recieve program. Subversion Entity in enemy ECM and comchatter. Advise immediate distribution to all fleet assets. Mjolnir sends its regards.

Rodger Mjolnir, will do.

Meanwhile, Dagger Group was closing in on the Gate Builder.

Dagger Group this is Dagger One. Prepare for bombing run. Arm neurtron warheads. Spread out and fire on my mark.

Main Bridge

The ship's structure shook as the Setian-Sebeceans concentrated fire on the Presever.

"Report!"

"Multiple enemy ship's have concentrated their fire on us."

"Shield status!?"

"Holding at five percent below maximum. Enemy fire is just enough to cancel out shield regeneration."

Sparks flew as a conduit ruptured from the strain being put on the ship.

"Return fire at will."

"Aye, ma'am."

The same conduit as before began leaking coolant.

"Seal that leak!"

"On it!"

Exterior

Enemy weapon fire continued to slam into the shields. Projectiles creating small explosions as their energy was spent. The giant ship came about and began pouring weapons fire into the enemy fleet. Ion Cannons began pumping out white-blue bolts of energy that would wreck havoc with a enemy craft's electrical systems.

Main Bridge

"Leak sealed!"

"Any idea when the reinforcements will arrive!?"

"None at the moment, ma'am."

The room rocked as a lucky shot took the shields down another percent temporarily.

"We can only hope our relayed messages got out."

Naval H.Q. - Altera - Strategic Operations Room

"The Preserver has relayed signals to us requesting support. Apparently the enemy have attacked ahead of schedule. The Witch Hunter has already been dispatched."

"Should we let the rest of the U.E.O. and G.F.F.A. know to stand-by, sir?"

"Send them a signal informing them of the situation and let them decide if they want to send aide or not. The Preserver is defending an ally not affiliated with either group and this can't be counted as an attack on SeaQuestian space."

"Neither was the attack from Ankhmet and you remember what happened then."

"True, but the ship that was attacked wasn't a combat ship-of-the-line."

"Still, we should let the others to know to be at least on stand-by near the fight if needed."

"Agreed. Send the transmission. Let them know its on them if they decide to engage the enemy of their own accord."

"Aye, sir."

OOC: Unless I know otherwise, S.S., I'm treating your weapons like just fancy Lasers and torpedoes. Oh, and you know the cannon Eclipse's capabilities, you don't know how much SeaQuestian tech I was able to refit the Preserver with. SeaQuestian tech that you know very little, if anything, about.

Dagger Group was closing in on the Gate Builder.

"Dagger One, this is Four, Target coming up on screens now."

"Rodger Four, Dagger Group:Attack formation: Full Speed"

The craft split off in different directions at high rates of speed and began to surround the Gate Builder. They were cloaked and letting The Swarm engage the enemy fighters. It should give them a clear shot for their next volley.

Mav rolled his fighter and lined up the targeting computer. The closer he could get the better shot he would have. The Nuetron Bomb was the largest ordinance the Viper could carry and it slowed down the Viper consideribly. The sole reason it was the Viper making the run was that the Viper could cloak and had a better chance of escaping.

[ Target Locked ]
[ All Fighters Report Target Lock ]

Maverick keyed his microphone: Dagger Group, launch warheads and split up!

The Viper's decloaked as their missile bays opened up. A single black casket left and fired it's rockets at the lumbering Gate Builder.

The past few weeks, Abh communication posts had been quite busy with diplomatic invitations, rumors of an unexplored Sord, and the like. Every now and then, a battle signal would creep in asking for help. Here, the standard procedure would take over. A courier would be chosen to take the message to the Emperor via Communications ship through the nearby sord.

So it was within the hour that the message had been delivered to Emperor Dubeusec. The recording was played out on the courier's clyuno as Dubeusec sat on the throne.

"Thank you pilot trainee. You may take your leave now and get some rest before you return to your post."

The woman saluted. "Thank you your majesty."

With a wave of his hand over a blue gem on his arm panel, screen appeared infront of the throne displaying the Abh crest. "Get me Admiral Abriel."

There was a silence for a moment until the screen activated on the otherside to reveal the one-eyed Abh saluting the Emperor. "Your majesty, what can I do for you?"

"Admiral Gaf'ton, it seems we have a situation on our hands with a certain allied nation. Star Forces has not seen action in some time now which is a wonder for us. I trust all troops are still constantly being drilled?"

"Yes your highness. Another battle simulation has just concluded which explains my tardiness. What is it that the Empire asks of me?"

Dubeusec smirked with blue eyes shining back. "It's time to stop playing war again. I want you to take several ships from the new fleet and move to standby in Hyperspace should SeaQuest ask for aid."

The gruff voice came back somewhat urgent. "But your highness, Lord Rahl's men are the ones most accustomed to these new ships. Surely they would be best for this."

"Indeed you are right but I know your men have trained on them as well. In which case I want your men to experience the same. You are to also have several D'Haran soldiers with you in case things get uncivilized and boarding parties take place."

The Admiral saluted. "I understand your highness. Imperial Admiral Abriel out."

The D'Haran system contained the second largest naval port in the Abh Empire and here is where most of the new ships were being built. Parts of the Symphonic Fleet were already out in action but the bulk was still in port. Here the Admiral broke his men into groups so that they would man a variety of ships along with several D'Haran escorts. The small squadron (by Abh standards) roared to life along with its fighter escort and slipped into Hyperspace speeding towards the last transmission of SeaQuestian forces.

“The station is under attack.”

“Who is attacking?”

"The invader fleet is at the edge of the system shooting long range railgun attacks. So far, Tiffany Point has maneuvered out of the way because of the slow speed of the attack coupled with the distance but as they close…”

“I see. Have the ships posted between the attacker and out embassy on Tiffany Point.”

“Where are the Imperial Offices?”

“That information is classified. Protect the whole station. Use shields or return fire on any incoming shots that will hit. If they get too close, I authorize singularity shielding but only as a last resort. Keep several Kilometers between the station and our battlegroup. I don’t want our mass affecting their operations.”

“Yes Sir.”


The ships positioned themselves about 50 Km away from Tiffany Point. The original three ships remained above the other embassy grounds in orbit around the planet.

OOC: All Sebecean weapons are either Kenetic or Charge Particle (Hybrid) except for a few weapons such as the Electro-Static Cannon. And second, you cannot understand a computer code segement unless you know what it does and how it interacts- its like a human and a fish trying to reproduce, its not possible, and when your talking computer code of two very different nations influenced by different things- well you'd have to be a be fluent in the code.


Sorry can't post tonight- really busy- I'm reserving this spot for my reply- it should be up at 1530 PST [3:30]

OOC: All Sebecean weapons are either Kenetic or Charge Particle (Hybrid) except for a few weapons such as the Electro-Static Cannon. And second, you cannot understand a computer code segement unless you know what it does and how it interacts- its like a human and a fish trying to reproduce, its not possible, and when your talking computer code of two very different nations influenced by different things- well you'd have to be a be fluent in the code.


Sorry can't post tonight- really busy- I'm reserving this spot for my reply- it should be up at 1530 PST [3:30]

OOC: Acknowledging the part that was in regards to me (part about the weapons). Just an F.Y.I., just asked so I can put even more details into my posts.

IC: Messages

Highly-Encrypted transmission to all allied flagships in Morse Latin (OOC: Latin words transmitted in Morse Code (only part of the encryption)):

If any of our relayed messages got through, some of SeaQuest's allies would have forces on stand-by in case we need them. A trump card if you will.

OOC: S.S., no way you are going to break this code (even if you somehow manage to intercept it). Its a SeaQuestian battle code modified in such a way that it only auto-decodes when the time is right (kind of a basic A.I. in a way) on computers marked by sender as friendly. Turns into a A.I. virus on computers designated as belonging to the foe. (I've had a while to work out all my moves for this battle.)

OOC: It is fluent. You're dealing with a system that doesn't adhere to one set archetype of programming - It's constantly learning about other cultures and their systems. If your virus does not have a code that's similar to the systems inside your ships - yet is created to connect with Xeno and Star Zero computer systems, there is a very very high likelihood that Djehuty will completely overrun it, seeing as Kasimian entry level software is similar to Xeno.

This was directed to Sebeacean.


OOC: Just as a sidenote, Xeno software generally runs based on the original Xeno language mixed with english. While what you are reading on the screen may be english, the coding is in Xeno. Which is sort of like visiting a French website which has a translation program, written in Javascript in the French language. Considering your computer has never had access to Xeno software (Or Star Zero software as far as I know) I don't see how it can "learn" anything about our computer systems.

For a computer to "learn" about other cultures, it would need to have data imputed about said culture. It's not psychic. It's not just going to look at a radio signal and say.. "Suddenly.. I know everything." since a radio message is just a radio message. It'd be like looking at the cover of a book, and then claiming you know the story within.

People need to stop with this godmodding BS, it's getting old. =/

Hey SS, heh. Good thing you decided not to go after XSS1 bro. As stupid as this fight is going to become, with everyone and their mom jumping into the fight, it would have been so much worse at XSS1. There's about 20 nations with embassys there, they all would have 'heard' about it and came running in to fight. :rolleyes:

OOC: How long do you think Djehuty's been around, tentatively learning culture, systems, and information otherwise sensitive? It does its homework. Kasimian AIs routinely share information they harvest unless otherwise specified. A Kasimian Hauler jumped into space near your Space Station. It's onboard AI was very active :P. It's got the data, and had the time and processing power to decipher it.

OOC: ACTUALLY. Being in the presence of XSS1 does NOT grant you access to its computer systems. That's stupid. You don't build a 6 trillion dollar space station, then have it constantly transmitting sensitive codes, or even ALLOWING its own communications to use anything other than a basic, universal binary code to communicate. You will NOT dictate to ME that your AI has broken into XSS1's systems. If you so much as tried that shit, the four Xeno battleships in the system would have turned whatever ship that tried into a cloud of dust.

OOC: ACTUALLY. Being in the presence of XSS1 does NOT grant you access to its computer systems. That's stupid. You don't build a 6 trillion dollar space station, then have it constantly transmitting sensitive codes, or even ALLOWING its own communications to use anything other than a basic, universal binary code to communicate. You will NOT dictate to ME that your AI has broken into XSS1's systems. If you so much as tried that shit, the four Xeno battleships in the system would have turned whatever ship that tried into a cloud of dust.

OOC: I have to agree with Xeno on this point. Now, can we please move the OOC stuff to the OOC thread?

OOC: To SeaQuest: Yeah we won't be able to understand it because we have had no contact with Latin- However if we manage to capture a cypher than that is different.

To: Kasim Sul Nahr: The virus is sending data in packets that has a specific cypher on the ComCom. It does not follow Sebecean Code [It would be like trying to make IOIIIOOOIIOIOOO compatible with GTAACCTGCGTTA] and has not hint to what Sebecean code is.

To: Xeno: Thats why we didn't attack the XSS1

IC: The fighters that approached and attacked the Jumpgate, met a hail storm of fire. The active subspace hole was creating a gravity well, sucking rounds and missiles towards it, until they met the firery end of a Matter Shield around the gate. Most rounds detonated on the surface, but a few made it through in the fray, hitting the Pulse Dyridium hull, leaving a reddish glow on the surface. The glow was suddenly sucked away and could be seen as it was carried away. A petty attack that would just piss off a CBC was not enough to destroy a object even larger... it would take a whole lot more... and they only had 12 minutes.

The Ion cannons gave a few of the ESMs some trouble, but the thick armor had little equipment to be harmed. The ESMs sparked and sputtered, but they continued to labor for now. However, the CBC started to pump radioactive and corrosive materials into the SSD- some of which was reactor [nasty crap] and other waste products [use your imagination].


OOC: Most of our defense is geared to stop energy weapons, and a thick armor is about it for kenetic.

Polaris North Axis Command

The Knight hobbled into the Polaris system, days late due to the damaged hyperjump drives.

Hours later, onboard the Xeno flagship Pennsylvania, Fleet Admiral Kay was glowering at the reports displayed on his handheld. ~We have a frigate crippled, barely able to make it home and the New Mexico has also suffered moderate damage. And for what? The defeat of some pirate filth? If these enemies would fight with some honor, it might be worth it to scale up to an all-out war.~

Beside him, Colonel Mia nodded her head. "Yes sir. According to the information we recieved before the back-out, the invaders were sitting about half a system away sniping. Some of Star Zero's allies went out to attack them."

Kay hissed, ~Fools. The invaders have them outnumbered. You do not divide your force in the face of the enemy, especially when he outnumbers you. Sending out fighters and ships to engage early gains nothing. The invaders can mass their firepower. Send a message to the Zero Point Taskforce. Tell them to hold their positions and not to go chasing after fragments of the enemy military. The invaders will probably appear once enough of our allies have been distracted, except closer to the planet so they can begin landing soldiers.~

Mia looked up at the tall, sleek Xeno male and smiled. She touched his arm, "Sir, we've lost contact with the Zero Point Taskforce as of this morning. If we cannot gain communications with them by tommorow, I'm going to order a destroyer to investigate."

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"What the Hell?! That looks like a giant Stargate."

"For all we know, ma'am, it could be a reverse-engineered model."

"Superlaser status?"

"Still charging!"

"Reinforcements should be standing by, by now."

"Agree, ma'am. If our signal got through, enough time has elapsed."

"Instead of a Level 1 blast, charge up for a Level 2 Superlaser shot."

"Aye, ma'am. Resetting level for charge to level off."

"On my command, pulse a the message through the comms on all frequencies."

"Aye, ma'am."

The deck shuddered as more enemy fire pounded into the Preserver's shields.

"Ma'am?"

"Not yet."

"Ma'am, if we let that thing get active, there will be now telling what it can do."

"Yes, I know. Concentrate all fire on that Gate-like object until I give the command to send the pulse."

"Aye, ma'am."

SeaQuestian Milky Way Galaxy Holdings

The I.S.S. Witch Hunter floated out from the wormhole.

I.S.S. Witch Hunter - Main Bridge

"Captain, we have exited the wormhole and are now in the Milky Way Galaxy."

"Its a shame Sena was elsewhere when the orders were given. She would have loved to put her new ship through its paces."

"Agreed."

"Plot course for the Preserver's location. Maximum speed. Load all torpedo tubes with our new warheads."

"Aye, sir."

"What's our E.T.A.?"

"Twelve hours, sir."

"Will the superlaser be charged for a maximum level blast by then?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then make it so."

"Aye, sir."

Exterior

The black form of the Witch Hunter dissapeared into a flash of light as she activated her Hyperdrive enroute to aide the Preserver.

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"Send the pulse....NOW!"

"Aye, ma'am."

Messages

Pulse-Broadcast on all frequencies:

Anyone that can hear this. This is the I.S.S. Preserver of the SeaQuestian Empire. Send in the horses, people. I repeat, send in the horses.

OOC: Abh, that's your cue (confusing if you don't know IC'ly the reference and intercept the message).

The Imperial Admiral sat at the helm of highly detailed Exiled Destroyer with wings painted on its side. This would be the flagship for this squadron. They had arrived at the location almost a half hour ago and waited for any call for help should it be requested. "Your Highness, we have received a transmission from a SeaQuestian ship. It seems the time has come."

Gaf'ton nodded and then stood while drawing his command saber. "Issue the order to the entire fleet. Make a formal procession into normal space. Once all ships are accounted for, normal space fusion will commence. This will be an Abh battle and thus we will shape the battlefield to our liking."

His chief of staff saluted. "Right away sir."

Jump gates formed all along right wing of the SeaQuestian ship Preserver as the Symphonic Fleet began to form up. A substantial fighter support of star cutters and gunstars formed up to the rear of the fleet. It was an impressive turnout of Exiled Destroyers, Dissith Cruisers, and Urbanuss Flankers. The Admiral looked down at the tactical display map that rested in on the floor of the command ship. "All ships are to spread EA fields and began Normal Space Fusion."

A grey field like encircled ships individually. The fleet began to come together until the fleet was gathered into one massive field. The fighters formed up and were preparing for their next orders.

"All ships, prepare Hellfire torpedoes and Graviton cannons."

Message to the Preserver:

The Abh Empire has come to lend its support. Pick out a target and we'll destroy it. You have close to 40 ships along with about a thousand fighters.

OOC: Last post for the night since its Valentines Day and my gf is waiting. If there are questions about the tech, TG me and I'll explain it.

OOC: Hehe, its time to put S.S.'s fleet in the hurt locker.

Messages

Coded response to the Abh message:

Acknowledge. We recommend that all craft attack the Stargate-like structure. We are currently charging up for a Level 2 blast from our main weapon at it.

Coded message to Tiffanny Point:

The calvary has arrived. Make sure to set extra place settings for the Abh at the victory celebration.

I.S.S. Presever - Main Bridge

"How long until full charge on the superlaser!?"

"Two more minutes, ma'am!"

"Continue firing with the other weapons!"

"Aye, aye."

"Shield status!?"

"Shields have dropped to 75% but are regenerating back up, General. They must have hit us with a few luckily well aimed shots

OOC: No, my shields aren't a godmod. I'll post info in the OOC thread.

The Admirals of the Battlefleet knew they would try this, therefore they had several tricks up their sleeve. If they had any scientists on board they should be expressing concern. The Gate was active with a active subspace well, by destroying something like that- they could do more harm than good. Will some other facts, they were confident.

MESSAGE LASER TO HOSTILE FORCES
We detect you are planning on destroying the gate, but you should be aware of the damage of destroying a massive, active well could do on you fleet, and as worst the entire system. It is your call, if you wish to die.

OOC: Destroying one could lead to the formation of a singularity or a massive explosion. And there is no telling what super-weapon fire will do to it [never happened before]- be glad the the energy the well releases is enough to power a massive shield...

OOC: Kind of hard to formulate an effective battle plan with such a large unkown as this dang Gate-like thing of yours, SS. Oh, and check the OOC thread.

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"General, we are reading a subspace bubble forming around that Gate-like object in the enemy fleet."

"A subspace bubble...how unoriginal."

"Agreed. But it throws a whole kink in the works. We can't know what effect our weapons will have when interacting with the bubble."

"Let the Abh know of this."

"Aye, ma'am."

Messages

Coded transmission to the Abh fleet:

We have picked up a subspace bubble forming around the Gate-like object. We will hold our fire on it as we don't know what effect the bubble will have on our weapons.

Maverick was getting a scattered message through his comlink.

Dagger ----p, Jump back to --ffany Po-nt. Expecting a large number of ships to travel through the j--gate. Need every--- sh-- at Tiff--- Po--nt

Maverick was a bit annoyed. He ordered the group back to Tiffany Point.

On board Tiffany Point, ships gunners were plotting pre-planned firing positions. Whatever came out of that jumpgate was going to have a bit of hell to pay.

"Sir, message from the SeaQuestian ship. It appears that the Gate is forming a subsapce bubble."

The Admiral plopped back down into his chair. "Make the calculations. Will it hold?"

"We would need a few more ships to boost the power and it wouldn't hurt if we had the Sylvanna here with us. The good news is that we can take the brunt of the attack should it happen with minimal losses."

Gaf'ton sighed as he rested a cheek in the plam of his hand. "That's assuming we don't all die after the generators overload."

The chief didn't speak.

"All ships hold your fire. I want the mobile mines placed into stasis should they be needed in a hurry. All ships hold position."

Many of the fighters that had previously formed the Swarm had been destroyed during the course of their mission.

As the battlefield was changing quickly, the fighters were ordered to return to the star destroyers around Tiffany Point. There they would refuel, repair, and rework their strategy and mission...

I see we've reached a stalemate with our friends here. Subspace physics denote that without containment the tear will become unstable, either resulting in it becoming permanently stable, shrink down into a quantum singularity, or the third possibility... For its size, the 'fallout' would probably be catastrophic. Gravitational anomalies before and after could cause a sun within a lightyear radius to go supernova. Informed Djehuty, solid link with Tiffany Point confirmed, as within the Valkyrie men, women, and machines prepared for whatever came out of that lenticular, shining brilliance, far off in the distance. Almost pretty... Mused the AI, a shadow of a smile passing over its virtual face.

Of course, Subspace and Singularity based systems of travel aren't my forte. Underspace Travel is much safer. This is all still theory. I'd need time to study it, and the actual technology, before I could be completely sure of its potential.
Consider, the Sebeceans could be bluffing. They may have contingency systems designed to suppress the singularity before containment fails. It's conjecture, but very possible. Suggested the AI, as it surveyed the black and starry battlefield through various 'eyes'.

Deep within T-Space:

The 3rd Imperial battlegroup arrived. There was no other way to describe it other than they were just there. Dimensional drives were hard to describe in any language other than mathematics.

The group contained several combat vessels, all of them on full alert. Flight crews were readying the Proteus fighters while their pilots were undergoing combat briefings. Gunnery crews were running last minute diagnosis of their targeting systems to be sure they were calibrated to zero.

Aboard The Osirus, the Deity Class carrier, the bridge crew were busy coordinating the fleet while the Admiral double-checked the sensor readings with his Neurolink.

"I want all ships in position. When our interests are fired upon, we are authorized to enter combat. Order all ships to firing positions. Begin Avatar Reconstitution. Establish Space Minus Taps and charge all weapons, even the SGE's."

"Yes Sir, message distributed among the fleet."

“Deploy the Infiltrators and establish the Sensor Webs. I want to know everything we can before Avatar Deployment.”

“Relaying the order Sir.”

Moments later two Infiltrator Cruisers left formation, each heading to a specific location within the system but remaining in T-Space. Once arriving, eight smaller ships left the cruiser and established their own locations, linked to the cruiser and expanding the sensor range and efficiency.

“Sir, we are getting rudimentary readings already. It appears there is a warp rift being established. They are protecting it by placing a subspace bubble around it. They are either planning on using it as a beach head for an invasion or plan on imploding the rift, but that will cause a flashback on both ends.”

Most of the Battlegroup spread out in T-Space, positioning themselves according to the battleplan. Some took up position for assaulting the Gate, some for attacking the fleet, and others for support of the allied fleets and the planet itself.

“Tactical, analyze the situation and determine if there is something we can do to prevent both scenarios from happening? If not, make a contingency plan for stopping anything from reaching the colony.”

“Yes Sir.”

“And contact The Dimensional Mechanics Corp. to see if there is anything they can do to close the thing without destroying everything here.”

- SECRET COMMUNICATION TO ALL ALLIES -

- FROM TIFFANY POINT -

If something can come out, can we send something back in?

- SECRET COMMUNICATION TO ALL ALLIES -

- FROM TIFFANY POINT -

If something can come out, can we send something back in?

- SECRET RESPONSE -

- FROM THE ALLEGIANCE -

We were just wondering the same thing. We have pooled our scientists and researchers and they are currently working on the possibilities.

OOC: Yes you can- but... I will tell you that because of that the gate it is connected to is not a place of high population.

IC: The Fleet's position around the gate was tight and secure now. They created a shell around the gate, and their 'Clouds' merged on the outside of the formation and Orbital Cannons moved freely in them, engaging any ship that fired at them. This ship class was built for this type of engagement, and it was working perfectly- they just had to hold off for another 7 minutes before the gate was complete...

The Population of Zero Point was safe in the shelter.

The Fleet was stationed in a protective formation around Tiffany Point.

The Minefeild was in place.

Thier allies had arrived.

All fighters were spaceborne.

Tiffany Point's sheilds and weapons were fully charged.

They were ready for anything.

The Imperial ships were shielding Tiffany Station with their own hulls, from a position where anything shot at them from the general location of the gate would have to pass through their shielded and armored hulls. Several dozen ships waited deep within T-Space for the word to attack. As soon as the invaders struck one of the Imperial ships, it would be time to take off the gloves.

Time was running out for the allied forces, has the gate was just 2 minutes away from completion. The mass of ships had been slowly turning in the past few minutes, and the gate faced the Star Zero Native Planet. Time was running out, and the inquisition and aquisition were about to occur. The fleet began saying a holy line which had guided the Sebecean peoples for tens of thousands of years.

Mein malisen, Vic hasseh meik,
A reikt whon den venzidos,
Sarion, unt kenfi, Vic sprek zu zein,
Kempfen seb, kempfen kerin ceans

Trans:
My brothers, I have seen a empire,
A empire of the sky,
Holy, and precious, I say to you
Fight son, fight for [your home] the stars

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"General, they are starting to direct the Gate at the planet."

"Activate the Gravity Well Projectors. Keep them fluctuating. I want them unable to move that thing."

"Aye, ma'am."

Exterior

The ten Gravity Well Projectors of the Preserver all engaged and projected straight at the Gate-like structure. As the power levels were randomized to allow the random flucations in gravitic strength of the Wells, it was hoped to lock the Setian-Sebeceans in the area of affect from being able to maneuvour(sp?).

It was too late, the gate was to massive to stop with gravity generators, after all it was one. The allies time had run out, and the CBCs broke off and moved aways from the opening of the gate, revealing a massive oval gate, with a distorted dark violet light emitting from the center.

It was looking at the small light that was the planet of Star Zero. The Gate's crew was analysing the data from it's EM emissions, and the plotted the targets. It they were sending data through the gate when three barrels emerge. All three fired, sending energy rounds at 3x the speed of light- it was a Hyperlight Cannon, and its targets we power stations and relays on the Star Zero colony. It fired 10 rounds at various points on Star Zero Native, and the barrels went back to the other end of the gate.

The fleet pause for sometime, waiting for something big to occur...

OOC: Yep, a type of Wormhole Weapon (in a sense).

IC: I.S.S. Preserver - Bridge

"Ma'am, weapons fire through the Gate!"

"What's the target!?"

"Points on the planet, ma'am!"

"Axial Super Laser has charged for a...Level Three shot."

"Huh? When did that happen? Should have stayed ready for a Level Two shot."

"Checking.....ahh, a slight glitch occured in the computers during the charging process when an enemy shot hit the shields."

"Got ya. Now, lets focus on closing that Gate."

"Aye, ma'am."

"Prepare to fire Proton Torpedos. The shaped charges should force the incoming wormhole to jump to another of their Gates."

"Aye, ma'm. Loading warheads in tubes now."

"After the wormhole jumps to another Gate, I want you to use the Gravity Well Projectors to tear it apart."

"Understood, ma'am."

A massive emission came from the gate. It was in all known languages, and in all EM waves. It was audio only, but it would be understood as multipule pointed ships came from the gate, and head towards the planet.

We have come for the leaders of Star Zero, to try them for their crimes... We have come to subjugate the revolution on Zero Point... When have come for what is ours, and we are willing to bathe in our own blood and consume our rotting flesh to see the new day dawn...

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"As ultimatum, its quite pathetic."

"I agree. Its too long and doesn't get straight to the point. Obviously not the work of a pro."

"Torpedoes loaded, ma'am."

"Lock them on target and send a response."

"Aye, ma'am."

Messages

In response to the message from the Gate:

War crimes? Bah, I hardly call having one's colony ship attacked a war crime on the part of Star Zero. The war crimes fall on the owners of the ship that attacked the Star Zero colony ship. Now, we will give you our ultimatum.

Lower your shields and surrender your ships. You will be treated humanely during your war crime trials.

The Imperial Admiral had been waiting patiently at the command bridge for something to happen. He sat there with his head in one hand while the other drummed the arm rest. "We can't kill them but they can continue to do whatever they please. How boring."

A three barreled cannon was something interesting to see appear out of no where. Gaf'ton's chief of staff was already walking up the bridge with the report. "It seems that the enemy has a large gun that is transported through that portal. We have detected energy spikes within it and it would appear that the target is the planet itself."

The Admiral sighed. "How disappointing. If only we were infront of the attack, we might have been able to use it to our advantage. Well there's no use worrying it about it now."

Energy readings were being scanned from the enemy fleet when they picked up a transmission signal. Luckily it was an Galactic Standard or the Abh would have had no idea what they were talking about. "Why do they always have to use audio messages?"

The Chief of Staff shrugged. "I suppose they find it more convenient than written messages."

"That's odd, written messages take less energy out-put. Anyways, what does the message say?"

The Chief handed him the written read-out. The Abriel's eyes scanned over the page. "What a lack of style. Ah if only Admiral Spoor were here. That woman would taunt them endlessly for such a message. I suppose being so kind is one of my faults though."

Communications officer looked back to the Admiral. "Shall I send a reply?"

"No need." The admiral stood and drew his command saber pointing to the tactical holo map. "Send a message to the allies informing them that we intend to annhilate the enemy. There appear to be adequate defenses protecting the planet. They should take the brunt of the attack since they have the most fire power backing them. At least I hope the planet has some orbitting defenses. Inform SeaQuestian forces to remain here and take this flank while we will reposition our fleet to take the other. I don't care if the written message is in Abh, Mirfakan, Galactic Standard, or Ascended just send it via secure channels. What's the status of our artillary in Hyperspace?"

"We still have contact with them. The beacon is still working properly and are targeted to our position."

"Good. Fuel all mobile mines and load torpedoe tubes. Gunnry officer! Load Graviton cannon cartridges."

"Yes sir. Loading Graviton cannons."

"Senior Aviator, move the fleet to take up attack positions."

The Abh fleet that had been dispatched to protect the system and reinforce its ally, roared to life as Gravimetric engines fired up and pushed the fleet across the vastness of space.

Hyperkinetics? Smirked Djehuty.

And then an Ultimatum? Whatever credulity they had or sense of political convention they possessed went right out the airlock with that one. Send a message back, scramble and bounce the signal. Djehuty almost chuckled. It seemed almost immature, but he did it anyway:

Invading force.

Whilst we're sure you'd love to warp the truth just that little bit more to wash your hands of the guilt and blood you have steeped yourselves in - no doubt your Emperor's insane hatred is contagious - we'd really like to get along with just kicking your arses out of order.

Cheers!

The allies may have spoken, but no-one listened. The only response to the replies was a clear build up of energy and gravity about the gate. Out of the gate poured the particles of the 'Cloud' along with weapons systems and other modular devices. The gate was acting as a massive warship, and it began firing on the I.S.S. Preserver, with everything from Electrostatic, Megabolt, and Polarized Particle Cannons.

5 of the CBCs began engaging the SSD covering it, firing at all angles, while the ones attached to the SSD began firing all batteries. The systems that were targeted were the engines, weapons, power relays, and environmental systems.

The ships that had come out of the gate, were much smaller- of destroyer size- and they headed towards Zero Point, but at their speed it would take 30 minutes for them to reach it. In that time they launched many radiological warheads at the area. All the warheads were on delays and detonated two miles from the fleets present.


SECRET IC: In the fray of battle, several objects were moving in range of Zero Point. They had been there since before the Gala, and appeared as space debris floating around on a set path. But that set path put them close to Zero Point, close enough for the job. [note these are coming from the otherside of the system and are alot closer- but have been their long enough to be dismissed as natural]

“Sir, the gate levels are spiking. Something is happening.”

The barrels extended from the gate and they fired. After a few seconds they retracted.

“Sir, it appears to be a simple standard gate, although it is huge. We could easily disrupt it by tossing in a few singularities or even randomizing the quantum fluctuations.”

The admiral thought for a moment.

“No, I want a Mobius Aperture ready to set up about 10,000 meters from the barrels if they use it again. They will be able to fire it one more time and then it will be scrap metal.”

"Brothers! we may not yet be truly in this fight, but soon, we shall have our enemies cowering, fearing our power, PEACE THROUGH POWER, FOR TTHE SPIRE! YOUR HOME! WE WILL, WHEN IT COMES TIME FIGHT!" the warmaster rorared to his elites, setting them up to prepare to intercept any ships planning to attack the ground.

Messages

Transmitted to the Abh forces:

Feel free to take on any of the ships guarding that Gate. They are the top concern right now. We need a clear path to the gate, for....whatever the others are planning.

I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"General, they seem to be targeting us almost exclusively!"

"Shields are currently holding at fifty percent! Incoming fire is cancelling out the regenerative aspects!"

"Are the co-ordinates laid in?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Deactivate the Gravity Well Projectors."

"Projecters off-line."

"General, I have to remind you that the Abh asked us to stay here."

"I know, Commander. However, if we stay, we risk being heavily damaged."

"Hyperdrive is ready, ma'am."

"Initiate micro-jump."

Exterior

The Setian-Sebeceans weapons shots would suddenly start going through empty space as the Preserver F.T.L.'ed to the opposite flank of the Abh fleet (ie, went from having them on my left to having them on my right).

Main Bridge

"Just as we jumped, sensors logged the launch of nuclear devices."

"Nukes. Primitive, yet effective. What was their target?"

"Us...I think."

"Keep an eye on them."

"Yes, ma'am."

The Bridge was a mess. Ruptured consoles filled the air with smoke and sparks flew from damaged conduits.

A ghostly voice spoke through the gate, to the ComCom, "It seems that our friends have captured the girl and are bringing her in. She should be delievered soon, so I am ordering the fleet to continue engaging all hostiles that fire upon you. Clear the ships from the gate, and provide the Starlance with a target of Tiffany Point- I want that station gone... you must keep their eyes away from the other side of the planet."

The objects flying near to Star Zero broke up, revealing 3 CBCs and a multitude of smaller troop transports. They operated at minimal power until they hit the atmosphere. The atmosphere would cover their signatures for a good time, long enough for an army to land.

The allies may have spoken, but no-one listened. The only response to the replies was a clear build up of energy and gravity about the gate. Out of the gate poured the particles of the 'Cloud' along with weapons systems and other modular devices. The gate was acting as a massive warship, and it began firing on the I.S.S. Preserver, with everything from Electrostatic, Megabolt, and Polarized Particle Cannons.

5 of the CBCs began engaging the SSD covering it, firing at all angles, while the ones attached to the SSD began firing all batteries. The systems that were targeted were the engines, weapons, power relays, and environmental systems.

The ships that had come out of the gate, were much smaller- of destroyer size- and they headed towards Zero Point, but at their speed it would take 30 minutes for them to reach it. In that time they launched many radiological warheads at the area. All the warheads were on delays and detonated two miles from the fleets present.


SECRET IC: In the fray of battle, several objects were moving in range of Zero Point. They had been there since before the Gala, and appeared as space debris floating around on a set path. But that set path put them close to Zero Point, close enough for the job. [note these are coming from the otherside of the system and are alot closer- but have been their long enough to be dismissed as natural]

If something is big enough to land an army, it would not long go without the notice of the Xenos. Dozens of F-1 Xeno Fighters were on patrol now, acting as the eyes and the ears of the fleet while the sensors were repaired.

"So it seems that our guests are finally ready to dance. Well let's start the show off with a big bang. Gunnry Officer, you may fire when ready. Issue this order to the entire fleet. All forward batteries target the enemies front-line. I want their undivided attention."

"Yes sir."

The Graviton cannons of the Abh fleet activated and trained on a single line of enemy vessels. Hundreds of rounds were fired in a single volley with projectiles charged to crumple everything they come into contact with. It was almost like shooting a mini black hole at a target but not so grand. The cartridges would just pull everything around it inward in a small location.

"All ships hold position. Let's see if we can just pick them off without even garnering a fight from them. If that's so, then this will be so tedious."

“Captain, I have debris about to enter the atmosphere nearby.”

“Scan them”

“Scanning sir, it appears to be standard space fluff; asteroids, meteors, and debris from earlier battles. Wait, the mass is wrong. Several of the rocks have unusually high metallic content and I am picking up traces of power signatures.”

“Could it be traces from the wreckage?”

”Negative Sir, it is coming from inside several of the asteroids, not from the shrapnel.”

“Inform the Xeno that they may have incoming. Pretend we don’t notice them and track all the flotsam. Provide the Xeno with the telemetry.”

The Graviton rounds were met by simmiler bolts of the Sebecean Chaotic Gravity Cannon. The Defense from the rounds impaired the most effective offensive capability of the CBCs, instead their rail guns opened up on the forces. [The Sebeceans had never fired on them, so they were acting in self-defense]. The railgun rounds moved around in the feilds created by the gravity weapons, but most hit their targets.

It was when when curious chatter from enemy sources when they knew the enemy had probably discovered their invasionary fleet. Although they could breakthrough, they decided to withdraw from combat, and jumped away.

Another message camethrough the gate, this one was for the president of Star Zero- it was audio-visual. A man, pure, and perfect- who was bald and covered in a clear gel like fluid which soaked the robe he was wearing- knelt behind a young girl who was bound and crying. The man spoke, in a ghostly, dark voice, "Dear President, I have your daughter, and if you do not do as we ask- we will kill her for all to see... you must order the halting of hostilities against my ships and contact me when you are ready to listen." The girl continued to cry, and shouted out to her mother, and was silenced as electric tourture device made her body go stiff for a second and then she passed out... the transmittion ended...

"Damage?"

"Nothing substantial your highness."

The Admiral nodded and sat back down. "So they have retreated just after one barrage. Quite unfortunate. I was hoping to play with them a little longer."

Being a bit more realistic, the Chief brought the admiral back to the task at hand. "It seems the enemy has a little girl hostage. She must be of some importance. Admiral...she is being tortured."

"I see. Send word to all First Phial soldiers we have and inform the local government that we will help in anyway possible. Communications, get me the capital. We may need a few more guns and marines. Oh and do see if you can locate some of our Rangers."

"Yes sir."

Djehuty had watched the flares with a wary and nostalgic eye. How long had it been since he'd had to protect Soter from the Imperium, as the planet lay under siege from mammoth kinetic attacks and constant drop attacks?

There was another problem now, mused Djehuty, as the kinetics snarled back a response to the Sebecean attack, missile kinetics bursting open amongst the enemy formation, thundering into hulls. Generally causing destruction and mayhem.

And then they disappeared.

Momentary ripples of subspace informed Djehuty of all he needed to know.

All Fleet Assets, remain at full alert, Xeno, Zero, update?

The Xeno were still silent, trying to purge the communications systems. They were pulling the hardrives out now, and replacing them with fresh ones from storage. It would be a while before the Xeno were able to actually talk back.

Ah. If you can read this, I'll set up a morse code using my running lights, standard Morse. If you can't read this, I'll be repeating it in morse anyway. Respond in kind. Djehuty shut down the lights on all three identical sensor pods, along the ship's middle hull, and began flicking them on and off, consulting its naval logs carefully.

"Anyone need help stop respond yes or no stop." The message repeated, awaiting a reply. The cyan and amber running lights glowed and died, seemingly turning the mammoth ship into an obscenely large Christmas tree.

The Graviton rounds were met by simmiler bolts of the Sebecean Chaotic Gravity Cannon. The Defense from the rounds impaired the most effective offensive capability of the CBCs, instead their rail guns opened up on the forces. [The Sebeceans had never fired on them, so they were acting in self-defense]. The railgun rounds moved around in the feilds created by the gravity weapons, but most hit their targets.

It was when when curious chatter from enemy sources when they knew the enemy had probably discovered their invasionary fleet. Although they could breakthrough, they decided to withdraw from combat, and jumped away.

Another message camethrough the gate, this one was for the president of Star Zero- it was audio-visual. A man, pure, and perfect- who was bald and covered in a clear gel like fluid which soaked the robe he was wearing- knelt behind a young girl who was bound and crying. The man spoke, in a ghostly, dark voice, "Dear President, I have your daughter, and if you do not do as we ask- we will kill her for all to see... you must order the halting of hostilities against my ships and contact me when you are ready to listen." The girl continued to cry, and shouted out to her mother, and was silenced as electric tourture device made her body go stiff for a second and then she passed out... the transmittion ended...
I.S.S. Preserver - Main Bridge

"Cowards. Using a child as a hostage. Guess they don't have the balls to fight."

"Agreed. Quite dispicable."

"Got to think of who we can call."

"Why not inform High Command and let them decide."

"Let me think!"

"Yes, ma'am."

"We need someone who is able to operate on their own for length periods of time, someone who has no qualms about killing, someone who will get the job done and bring the girl home safely...............someone like.....General Amon and his team."

"Last I heard, he stopped doing that kind of work when he became a flag officer."

"Relay a copy of the enemy transmission along with my recommendation of who to send here straight to Altera. Flag it so that the Emperor gets a look at it."

"Aye, ma'am."

"Inform Star Zero."

"Yes, General."

Messages

Transmitted to Star Zero:

We monitered the transmission. Now, I am sure we can all agree that it was the dispicable act of a coward who doesn't have the balls to face us in a fair fight. You have our pledge that the SeaQuestian Empire will do whatever it can to help you get the child back alive and unharmed.

Engine Room - Jefferies Tube 7 - Access Way 6 - Section B - Area 12

"What the Hell is going on!?"

"Heavy strain to the ship's structure. I told them we should have installed the capability to hook up a Z.P.M.. Ship would have been able to stand up to much worse."

"I know, sir. You've said that ever since we got to Star Zero."

"Ahh, shove it."

The conduit the two men are working on starts to spark.

"Quick! Hand me the screwdriver."

"Here you go."

With a few quick flicks of the wrist, one of the men is able to reattach the wire that had come loose.

all the forces oif death spire were beyond rage, and fury, their anger simply was too intense to discribe with mere words, they were all becoming increasingly violent, as the warmaster sent the SS a transmition

"you would hide behind a little girl, do you have no courage nor honor!? are you really so foolish as to resort to a hostage situation!? you are all COWARDS, AFRAID TO FIGHT ON THE GROUND WITH HONOR! AFRAID TO" he roared, but the transmition cut out, as the only level headed member of the Fleet shut all comms down, it was the Warmaster's sonb, nicholai, who stood, in the bay, his eyes full of hatred

"all their beleif, cannot absolve their sin, we shall win, but aggrevating them is not right at this stage, but whenb the girl is rescued, we strike, we board their ships and buthcer them all, for that is what we do is it not? we have minimal and weak weapons on our ships for that very reason. we are the elite of the elite, trained to kill all in Rightious Ground combat, as is our wont, do not fret my freinds, there will be vengeance, just not now" he said passionatly to his fellows, who calmed down almost immidiatly.

Warmaster, compose yourself. They are shrewd, and vicious. Yelling obscenities won't change the facts. We need to regroup and repair, prepare for the next assault. Keep your mind from the enemy. This is a psychological attack. they want to reduce the morale. Sent Djehuty, virtually weighing disadvantages to this new piece of news. The Sebeceans were getting incredibly bold and ruthless. They would have to match them. Else face destruction due to moral issues.

Consider. They may still be in this system somewhere - there's no way they could have jumped out this close to this many sensors without anyone seeing their subspace readings. Mused Djehuty, on encrypted band to all Fleet Leaders. Any ideas from the AV feed where they could be?

By now the news of President Cutter's daughter being kidnapped had reached the Imperial ships and their crews. A devastating blow to those of Star Zero... but when was war not devastating?

Captain Frellian sat in his office behind his desk, casually thinking about the unfolding events as his senior officer entered and informed him of the occurrence.

He sat in silence for a moment before turning to the officer, "I commend their tactics... a very nice move on their part."


--Transmission--
Une touche...

8th Spartan Tactical Squadron
Sector Unkown (classified)

I.G.S. Tyrant-
(Captains Personal Log)
We have been stationed at the coordinates our fellow ally Seaquest has sent us. We have not taken any action and have not yet been called upon to go in help out. Currently we running checks on all weapon systems and defense systems. They should be back up momentarily. Practicaly all we have is our 2 carriers to support us right now. I feel as though something has gone terribly wrong and we arent receiving the necessary information. End Log.

Captain- I want a call in from all ships to make sure everyone is here since we dont have weapons, sensors, or even shielding at the moment it is nice to here everyones voice......

8th Tactical Squadron Roster
1 Tyrant Missile Cruiser
2 Victory SD
6 Imperial Dreadnought Class Heavy Cruisers
2 Venator Refit Carriers
2 Tie Fighter Squadrons
1 Tie Interceptor Squadron
1 Tie Bomber Squadron
3 Acclamator Supply Ships

Good everyone is here.

Comm- Sir incoming subspace message from Command. Patching throught to your command office.

Message- This is the Admiral. We have just received word that the President Cutter's daughter has been kidnapped and is being tortured. Maintain your current position unitl further notice. End Message

Captain-*slams fist on desk* Screw command... Comm send an encrypted message to Seaquest tell them we need coordinates to meet up and plan out some crazy rescue mission. Also send an encrypted priority 1 message to Admiral Driscall aboard the I.G.S. Sovereign. Tell him we will need the Spartan 9th Imperial Fleet and tell him we will give him coordinates once we get some information from Seaquest. *Talking to himself* it is one thing to go man vs man but when you bring in another's family and threaten innocent women and children. Thats when you deserve to die and slowly be tortured and tormented in the eternal depths of Hades realm for your eternal life.

*End Scene*

Warmaster, compose yourself. They are shrewd, and vicious. Yelling obscenities won't change the facts. We need to regroup and repair, prepare for the next assault. Keep your mind from the enemy. This is a psychological attack. they want to reduce the morale.

the warmaster sat, pondering this advice, and he indeed knew it to be wise, but a part of him demanded that the entire SS fleet and army, all personnell, should be executed, but then again, that was the vampire part of him, the uncaring part, he needed to keep his mouth shut, to keep the girl alive, for that was his primarty objective.

nicholai sent a heavilly encrypted message to the Zero Point Command

"we will not move until the presidents daughter is safe, for we do not want to risk such a young childs life, however, once the child is safe, and when we find the SS ships, i swear, by all thats holy, my father and i will personnally lead the Boarding actions on the enemy, they will pay for this disgusting tactic"

Battleship New Mexico

The last replacement harddrive was being put in now, basicly a clean install of the programs. The engineers made sure to add new protocol to the recieving systems of the sensors, to avoid another situation like this.

On the bridge, the Captain was being updated on all that had happened. Her decision was instant.

"Alert 1st Fleet. Inform Fleet Admiral Kay." This was certainly a crime that could not go unpunished. Still, it would be up to High Command to make the final decisions on how exactly to respond.

Messages

In response to the Spartan Alliance message:

The rally point for allied forces at this point in time is the Star Zero station known as Tiffany Point. We await your arrival.

8th Tactical Squadron
In Route to Tiffany Point

I.G.S. Tyrant
Captain's Log- We are currently in route to the coordinates received we should be there in about 1 day. Hopefully the 9th Imperial Fleet will make it there in time.

Comm- Captain incoming message its the I.G.S. Sovereign with the 9th Imperial Fleet.

Captain- Patch him through.

Admiral Driscall- Ah Captain Chris, a pleasure to see you again. Let me cut right to the chase currently 9th Imperial Fleet is a little weakened but the ships unavailable to us wont make that much of a difference in our power here is our current roster and we should actually beat you to those coordinates by atleast 4 hours. Cant wait to have your Tactical Squadron link up with us.

Comm- Patching roster through captain.

9th Imperial Fleet Roster:
1 Sovereign SSB
4 Tyrant Missile Cruisers
8 Imperator I Class SD
20 Victory Class SD
40 Dreadnought Class Heavy Cruisers

Captain- Wonderful finally our government will see that we should act more in International Conflicts. With the addition of the 9th. Seaquest and all the other countries there including us should be able to make a plan.
*End Scene*

Zero Point Orbit

The Xeno fleet, now functional again was beginning to catch onto some of the stupid scehemes that these so-called 'allies' were cooking up. From the menacing, black Xeno warships a broadband message would be cast outwards, to everyone in the area.

"This is the Battleship New Mexico. You will not act without permission directly from the government of Star Zero. It is not your place to make the final decisions here, and any attempts to speed off for a sloppy rescue attempt will be met by forceful opposition."

And now to wait for Star Zero to wake up.

Hostility is the last thing you should resort to, Fleet Commander. We're waiting for the Superiors to make a decision. I would await confirmation from my direct superiors in this battle, as anyone would. I hope. The AI sniffed, taking the advisory of the Xeno Commander in the spirit in which it was given...

My point is still valid. How can they have abducted the daughter of the President? Where are they? We need answers, we need to discuss this. Urged the AI.

The imperial warships continued to provide a sheild for Tiffany Point. Their hulls and sheilds overlapping making any shot aimed at the station impossible without going through the warships.

Messages

Coded response to the Xeno message:

We weren't planning on going out half-cocked. We were making sure to cover all the angles. We would have some of the forces stay here to help protect Star Zero, others to go out and distract the enemy, and the rest to go in and get the girl.

Those on distraction duty wouldn't have to fire unless fired upon. All they would have to is keep the enemy forces on edge by sitting right outside their border.

As the nation of Xeno has the most marine combat experience, it would be most logical for someone from Xeno to head up the rescue part.

This low, underhanded, cowardly tactic the enemy have used deserves nothing less than an old-fashioned butt-whooping.

Reply to SeaQuest,

"We would like to see how Zero Point wants to respond. It is their asset at risk. We continue to pledge our support, but we will not allow action taken without consultation of Zero Point."

Messages

Coded response to the Xeno message:

We were going to wait till everyone had gathered to propose our plan for the others to nitpick at. But, we must not wait to long to act as the child's life may be at risk. We will go, alone if need be, as we will not sit by and watch an independent nation become enslaved by a nation of cowards too afraid to fight.

The girl began to wake up in the room she was in. It was warm by human standards, but slightly dry. The sounds of water dropping was the prominant sound in the room. She looked at herself in a slight panic, and she noticed the lights had a blue tint. She was begining to panic and cry once more when the a wall openned revealing the Emperor in a dark robe.

"I'm very sorry to have had to use that machine, but I had to get a message to our enemies... I hope you can understand. Infact I have good news, you will be harmed no more- you will learn about what the Sebecean Imperium is all about. But I warn you, in time you will learn about the horrid things your mother did... Marines!"

Two Orbital Marines entered and gentle helped the girl up, and walked he into another room where a "Implantation Device" sat. She was plugged in, and soon fell asleep into a world of images and history... she was learning and being 'convinced' about the Sebecean people. If all went well she would begin to beleive... and at this age it was a good chance.

the warmaster paced around thinking, why would they take her hostage, what possibilities were there
she was young,t ehy could try to converty her to their cause

no never, they wouldnt bother with such and asbstract plan

get what they want then kill her?

if that happened, all of death spire's military would respond with full force, but they wouldnt do that either, the enemy were too smart for that

what were they trying to do, by abducting the little girl

the warmaster slammed his fist on his command desk in anger,
he couldnt figure it out.

OOC: dont worry, he wont figure it out.

The Abh fleet was anchored silently in space as no communications were being sent out to any fleet in the area. Five jump gates open up to the rear of the fleet bringing out five separate Whitestars.

The Chief of staff came up the stairs. "Sir, it seems the rangers have arrived. It appears the Capital sent Titania, Marcus, Gawain, Ike, and Jessica."

The Admiral nodded. "Very good. I wasn't expecting so many but this is good."

"Well the Rangers are still not that large yet so it was probably felt that this was a good time to bring them in. I have heard that Lord Dusanyu has already recruited another load on his exploration mission while claiming another system for the Empire."

Gaf'ton plopped back down into his seat. "Perhaps you are right. Tell them to anchor in with the rest of the fleet and get some rest. We may have a mission for them before it's all over."

The Allegiance

A short transmission was sent to all of the 'allies' in the area.

What are they waiting for...?

The Allegiance

A short transmission was sent to all of the 'allies' in the area.

Messages

Coded response:

Unknown. But we are still making ready for the eventual rescue mission. Suggest you get ready as well. We should all be there when the mission is planned.

Exterior

It was at this time that the black form of the Witch Hunter dropped to sub-light.

I.S.S. Witch Hunter - Main Bridge

"Looks like we are late."

Contact the Preserver and let the General know we are sorry for being late in arrival and that, last I heard, her plan was under way."

"Aye, sir."

Response Transmission

We are already ready to launch any mission we need. Best to be over prepared in war than under...

The ships were still holding their cube formation around Tiffany Point, awaiting further orders.

The Imperial Admiral was becoming impatient with the sitting around. Obviously nothing was going to be accomplished with all these fleets just milling around and worse, the crew of the fleet would be high strung without a break in the silence.

"Contact the supply fleet. I want a temporary station erected in one hour."

Chief of staff bowed his head. "Understood."

A single jump point opened to the left of the Abh fleet as large cargo ship drifted out. Large bay doors opened and began depositing already previously assembled parts to a station. Engineers and other construction workers were out in space suits assembling the various parts. It would take long before all was assembled.

"Communications, get me a message out to the allied fleets."

"Yes sir."

Since there has been a lull in the action and with the recent events of the young girl that we have all seen, I propose that all heads of command meet in an hours time to discuss further strategies and battle plans. Sitting here while we wait for the enemy to attack is not really an option.

The Osirus faded into existance as it Emerged from T-Space into Real Space. The 6000 meter carrier simply hovered in place about 10000 meters from the construction area.

There were several dozen launch bays facing the nearly assembled station marked by their blue forcefields glowing in the darkness. A couple times The Hugin and The Munin entered the main launch bay. The immense carrier seemingly devoured them, only to be spat out later as they went on their business.

The ship just waited for the meeting, apparently the first to arrive.

The station was completed within the hour as scheduled. Supplies were quickly ushered in as the interior was polished and shaped up for the crew to use. The large supply ship quickly disembarks back to wait in Hyperspace with the rest of the fleet that has remained there throughout this time.

"Sir, the station is complete and it seems we already have one ship waiting to board for the meeting."

"Good. Have our Rangers boarded the station?"

The Chief of Staff nodded.

"Inform the Balroggan ship that they may send a shuttle to dock. There will be an escort to show them to the room as well."

"Right away sir."

There will be an escort waiting for you once your shuttle has docked and they will lead you to the council chamber. We will upload the coordinates to the docking bay after transmission. Also, your crew may use the station as well to entertain themselves if you wish.

Exterior

The wounded Preserver and the fresh Witch Hunter both slid up alongside the Abh construct. The Poseidon remained docked with Tiffany Point and the Last Stand remained in the Preserver's hanger.

Messages

Transmitted to the Abh 'station' from the Witch Hunter:

We are expecting two more ships to arrive carrying "special" passengers that will be attending the meeting as well as Brigadier General Robin Andrews of the Preserver.

A message was sent back to the SeaQuestian ships.

Understood. We can also erect a temporary repair dock if any of your ships require it.

Message

In response to the Abh message:

Acknowledged. Due to the fact she was the main SeaQuestian ship in the battles, the Preserver is the most damaged of the Empire's ships in system. However, very little damage is external, not including the jammed hanger bay doors, but is internal.

A response was sent back:

If that is the case, then we can check our supply ships to try and match up any parts you might require along with lending a few of our technicians and engineers to help speed up repairs.

A shuttle left the carrier and approached The Station on the requested vecters. As it approached the docking section, the Nav computers tooc control of the shuttle and began to guide it in.