CorpSac
05-07-2006, 16:09
In a region of space, forgotten by most, remembered by some and feared by all, a region of space once full of life and trade. It was now ghost space, Pirates and merchants evoided the space like the plague. Ships went in but the crews never came out alive.
A lone ship travaled though the void of the edges of the region, one of the old Colonial Fleet carriers that was in deep space when the Corpsacian race vanished. The crew were the last of there kind, sheltered by ESUS allaince, allowed to carry on, dutiy bound to protect the space even tho nothing now threatened it.
What was once an entire Colonial Fleet was now just a single ship, picked off and destroyed by the old enemies and pirates. This last ship as the only thing that remained of the old Corpsacian people, to some the most valuble thing to others...the last thing that would be needed to be destroyed to rid the galaxy of a race that has corsed so much destruction. The Raven.
"Admiral, we have a strange reading in sector 115-472-87" the crewman paused for a moment, "thats...the..homeworld..." he face drained of all colour.
"are you sure about this?" The admiral replyed, Valykire, the oldest and most powerful Admiral that was ever in the Corpsacian military. The oldest of the race now, 321 years of age, this was only due to the time he had spent in jumps, where time does not effect you but effects the space around it.
"we've dubbled cheaked the reading....we cant tell whats going on tho." The crwmen replyed.
"vary well i want this ship on the outskirts of the system we will send in a recon squadren to look at this." He replyed. "ALL HANDS" he said as he taped a botton on his chair to activate the shipwide com system. "PREPARE FOR JUMP, we are going home".
All over the ship the crew prepared, straping down ammo and other lose items. Jump was the strangest thing, the body and ship are in statis, not effected by time or anything but the rest of the universe is. Tho to you the jump took seconds it infact takes hours, days, weeks even years to complete. there was an saying amoung crews and marines, "by the time you return home from war, all your loved ones would be dead, all your cares would have vanished. They would die knowing you are allowing them to have this natural life." Naval time was different then the rest, where as the Army, 4 year tours were 4 year tours, the navy it was longer. your advange 4 year tour in the Navy for an active ship could last anything up to 10 years of real time. it wasnt something you joined light heartedly.
Outside in space the ship slowed to a halt, not moving at all, then came a blinding flash of light from the ship. As if the hull itself was braking up, stikes of lighterning flying off the hull, wraping around the ship, curling around the engines. Until the ship vanished in the light.
2 weeks later
the ship reapeared on the outskirts of Cora, the Old Homeworld of the Corpsacian people. The worlds looked long and dead, the sun was as dim as a candle at the end of the night. Or it should have looked like this, truth be told something had changed.
2 Recon squadrons set out from the ship, the old rust buckets of fighters were old tech compared to the mroe advanced ships of the galaxy to this date.
"this red 1 to Red squadron, ready to jump to Cora Prime" Redjack said, he sat in the cockpit looking out to what he once called home. He sighed as the computer told him that the Short Jump system was ready. "engage" he ordered.
Red Squadron vanished from view as the 7 ships jumped to Cora prime, the homeworld. Moments later red squadron reapeared 150km from the planet, what they saw they couldnt belive, not ever, an impossible feat.
Redjack stair at the blue jem, the world was no longer dead and covered in dangerus storms but Terran again. It was home.
"my god" a voice crackled over the radio.
"by the gods...how the hell..." another voice said.
"ok guys and gals, cool it, this is a recon mission, we have a job to do. lets find out whats going on down there." Redjack said over the com system, he himself was overwhelmed at the sight he saw. "scan the planet and surrounding areas, lets find out whats happened."
The fighters flew in formation towards the planet, little knowing what expected them.
"admiral Valykire, data packets coming from Red squadron......you might want to look at this" the crewman said as he handed the admiral the data pad.
Valykire staired at the data pad, his hands were shacking as he read it. "are you sure about this?" he asked looking at the crewman.
"yes, its been confirmed" the crewman replyed.
"Admiral, incoming ships......3 in total" the tactical officer reported.
"what....i want to see what the ships are" he replyed, "all hands battlestations" he ordered. Sometihng about all this didnt seem right, something was wrong, vary wrong.
In the darkness of space 3 ships, ships that hadnt been seen since the Dark empire but different, Raven class destroyers and a Kimiko Class Battlecruiser. they sped towards the fleetcarrier, gun ports open and armed.
"open a channel" a female voice said from the Command chair of the battlecruiser. The dark room and ery feeling, the clanking of heavy armor and breathing though some form of mask.
"Admiral, com channel is being opened"
"vary well, lets see who we're dealing with." he replyed looking at the main screen.
The screen seemed completely black, the low sound of breathing could be heared. nothing could be seen as Valkyrie staired at the screen, waiting.
"well well, if it isnt Grand Admiral Valkyrie i see youve not aged a bit" the female voice said. then her face came into view, pale but young. Vary attractive woman, the hair was as black as night with strange trible painting down one eye.
"It cant be....your dead." Valkyrie replyed, "i watched you die." he face was pale and his jaw seemed to tremble.
"that i did, but i rised to fight another day. Locked away in a tomb, unable to rise again. But i did, reunited the Legion and then somehow i returned. I must say who ever it was who unlocked my tomb was vary stupid. Did it all wrong and wiped out the entire race, but i saved it. Reborn but from the time of the Empire." She said in a soft voice, it seemed tho to make your hair stand on end.
"Empress Kimiko, i dont know how you did this or if your still really her" Valkyrie muttered "but i will stop this."
"your fighting a lost war Valkyrie, your the last of your kind, the last of the watchers. Yes i know what you are, been around for centries watching and recording, what did you do tho, you got involved. Broke the laws of your people, oh so long ago." She smiled wickedly.
"join my side, as Grand Admiral again. Come to us let us rid the universe of the Devlons together." Kimiko said in a carm voice.
"i will rid the universe of them, starting with you first." he replyed. Signaled for the com channel to be cut. "Call back our fighters NOW" he ordered, the fear in his eyes was seen by all. "rise our shiled, open fire on the lead ship, targeting vector 124-457"
"aye sir" the crew replyed.
The Raven opened fire with its full battries, laying into the battlecuriser. Thye hit the target pefectly as the Partical beam cannon sheered off a large chunk of the blood red armour of the battlecrusier. The ships returned fire, missiles and torpedos flew from the destroyers followed by bolts of the Plasma Bolters and cannons.
the Raven shook as it took the beating, shields didnt last long under the onslught, as the armor started to burn and char. the battle raged on for 10 minutes, the battlecrusier had pulled away as the two destroyers covered is retreat.
"we cant take anymore Admiral" someone shouted.
"Red squadron reported dead, black squadron MIA" someelce shouted.
"vary well, GET US OUT OF HERE" he shouted.
The ship vanished from sight of the 2 destroyers, the blinding flash of light of the tell tell sign of a jump.
Open message on all channels
This is admiral Valkyrie of the last ship of the Corpsacian people.....{static}.......have returned in our....{static}.......pure evil...{static}......Empress Kimiko is in charge of the new...{static}....pire we request support, location.......... {static}.........They will destroy us all if not stoped.
End Transmission
A lone ship travaled though the void of the edges of the region, one of the old Colonial Fleet carriers that was in deep space when the Corpsacian race vanished. The crew were the last of there kind, sheltered by ESUS allaince, allowed to carry on, dutiy bound to protect the space even tho nothing now threatened it.
What was once an entire Colonial Fleet was now just a single ship, picked off and destroyed by the old enemies and pirates. This last ship as the only thing that remained of the old Corpsacian people, to some the most valuble thing to others...the last thing that would be needed to be destroyed to rid the galaxy of a race that has corsed so much destruction. The Raven.
"Admiral, we have a strange reading in sector 115-472-87" the crewman paused for a moment, "thats...the..homeworld..." he face drained of all colour.
"are you sure about this?" The admiral replyed, Valykire, the oldest and most powerful Admiral that was ever in the Corpsacian military. The oldest of the race now, 321 years of age, this was only due to the time he had spent in jumps, where time does not effect you but effects the space around it.
"we've dubbled cheaked the reading....we cant tell whats going on tho." The crwmen replyed.
"vary well i want this ship on the outskirts of the system we will send in a recon squadren to look at this." He replyed. "ALL HANDS" he said as he taped a botton on his chair to activate the shipwide com system. "PREPARE FOR JUMP, we are going home".
All over the ship the crew prepared, straping down ammo and other lose items. Jump was the strangest thing, the body and ship are in statis, not effected by time or anything but the rest of the universe is. Tho to you the jump took seconds it infact takes hours, days, weeks even years to complete. there was an saying amoung crews and marines, "by the time you return home from war, all your loved ones would be dead, all your cares would have vanished. They would die knowing you are allowing them to have this natural life." Naval time was different then the rest, where as the Army, 4 year tours were 4 year tours, the navy it was longer. your advange 4 year tour in the Navy for an active ship could last anything up to 10 years of real time. it wasnt something you joined light heartedly.
Outside in space the ship slowed to a halt, not moving at all, then came a blinding flash of light from the ship. As if the hull itself was braking up, stikes of lighterning flying off the hull, wraping around the ship, curling around the engines. Until the ship vanished in the light.
2 weeks later
the ship reapeared on the outskirts of Cora, the Old Homeworld of the Corpsacian people. The worlds looked long and dead, the sun was as dim as a candle at the end of the night. Or it should have looked like this, truth be told something had changed.
2 Recon squadrons set out from the ship, the old rust buckets of fighters were old tech compared to the mroe advanced ships of the galaxy to this date.
"this red 1 to Red squadron, ready to jump to Cora Prime" Redjack said, he sat in the cockpit looking out to what he once called home. He sighed as the computer told him that the Short Jump system was ready. "engage" he ordered.
Red Squadron vanished from view as the 7 ships jumped to Cora prime, the homeworld. Moments later red squadron reapeared 150km from the planet, what they saw they couldnt belive, not ever, an impossible feat.
Redjack stair at the blue jem, the world was no longer dead and covered in dangerus storms but Terran again. It was home.
"my god" a voice crackled over the radio.
"by the gods...how the hell..." another voice said.
"ok guys and gals, cool it, this is a recon mission, we have a job to do. lets find out whats going on down there." Redjack said over the com system, he himself was overwhelmed at the sight he saw. "scan the planet and surrounding areas, lets find out whats happened."
The fighters flew in formation towards the planet, little knowing what expected them.
"admiral Valykire, data packets coming from Red squadron......you might want to look at this" the crewman said as he handed the admiral the data pad.
Valykire staired at the data pad, his hands were shacking as he read it. "are you sure about this?" he asked looking at the crewman.
"yes, its been confirmed" the crewman replyed.
"Admiral, incoming ships......3 in total" the tactical officer reported.
"what....i want to see what the ships are" he replyed, "all hands battlestations" he ordered. Sometihng about all this didnt seem right, something was wrong, vary wrong.
In the darkness of space 3 ships, ships that hadnt been seen since the Dark empire but different, Raven class destroyers and a Kimiko Class Battlecruiser. they sped towards the fleetcarrier, gun ports open and armed.
"open a channel" a female voice said from the Command chair of the battlecruiser. The dark room and ery feeling, the clanking of heavy armor and breathing though some form of mask.
"Admiral, com channel is being opened"
"vary well, lets see who we're dealing with." he replyed looking at the main screen.
The screen seemed completely black, the low sound of breathing could be heared. nothing could be seen as Valkyrie staired at the screen, waiting.
"well well, if it isnt Grand Admiral Valkyrie i see youve not aged a bit" the female voice said. then her face came into view, pale but young. Vary attractive woman, the hair was as black as night with strange trible painting down one eye.
"It cant be....your dead." Valkyrie replyed, "i watched you die." he face was pale and his jaw seemed to tremble.
"that i did, but i rised to fight another day. Locked away in a tomb, unable to rise again. But i did, reunited the Legion and then somehow i returned. I must say who ever it was who unlocked my tomb was vary stupid. Did it all wrong and wiped out the entire race, but i saved it. Reborn but from the time of the Empire." She said in a soft voice, it seemed tho to make your hair stand on end.
"Empress Kimiko, i dont know how you did this or if your still really her" Valkyrie muttered "but i will stop this."
"your fighting a lost war Valkyrie, your the last of your kind, the last of the watchers. Yes i know what you are, been around for centries watching and recording, what did you do tho, you got involved. Broke the laws of your people, oh so long ago." She smiled wickedly.
"join my side, as Grand Admiral again. Come to us let us rid the universe of the Devlons together." Kimiko said in a carm voice.
"i will rid the universe of them, starting with you first." he replyed. Signaled for the com channel to be cut. "Call back our fighters NOW" he ordered, the fear in his eyes was seen by all. "rise our shiled, open fire on the lead ship, targeting vector 124-457"
"aye sir" the crew replyed.
The Raven opened fire with its full battries, laying into the battlecuriser. Thye hit the target pefectly as the Partical beam cannon sheered off a large chunk of the blood red armour of the battlecrusier. The ships returned fire, missiles and torpedos flew from the destroyers followed by bolts of the Plasma Bolters and cannons.
the Raven shook as it took the beating, shields didnt last long under the onslught, as the armor started to burn and char. the battle raged on for 10 minutes, the battlecrusier had pulled away as the two destroyers covered is retreat.
"we cant take anymore Admiral" someone shouted.
"Red squadron reported dead, black squadron MIA" someelce shouted.
"vary well, GET US OUT OF HERE" he shouted.
The ship vanished from sight of the 2 destroyers, the blinding flash of light of the tell tell sign of a jump.
Open message on all channels
This is admiral Valkyrie of the last ship of the Corpsacian people.....{static}.......have returned in our....{static}.......pure evil...{static}......Empress Kimiko is in charge of the new...{static}....pire we request support, location.......... {static}.........They will destroy us all if not stoped.
End Transmission