Jagada
29-10-2006, 08:22
{Prologue}
"Never to suffer would never to have been blessed."
- Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849)
The chattering sound of General Purpose Machine-Guns caused Corporal Kawaguchi Matahachirô Iemune's ears to ring loudly, drowning out all other side. He was positioned close to one of the GPMG's and was providing small arms support for it as it sat in the rubble of what was once a three story Church. In front of them were enemies, lots and lots of enemy, all swarming at them. Kawaguchi had already been firing and thus continued; he found not shortage of targets and had to hardly move his gun. While he was cutting down men on the enemies left flank, the GPMG was slaughtering threw their center and a private on the other side of the machine-gun was doing his best to weaken the enemies flank. Despite how many of them fell they just kept coming as if killing one suddenly spawned five more. Kawaguchi was beginning to get worried and tried to calm himself by firing a grenade into the crowd of oncoming enemy soldiers, and it of coarse hit and blasted a gap in the enemy formation. Half to his surprise and half to his expectations five soldiers filled the gap and the charge continued. How can there be so gosh darn many of them? He would have ordered a general retreat to another pile of rubble, but he wasn't in command. No one was really; commands have broken down after the initial assault on New Christendom. He fought because the enemies he faced were not accepting surrender of any form and thus resistance, while futile, was all he could do before he stopped a bullet and went to be given Final Judgment by the Lord.
Despite their seemingly dire situation and lack of coordination, Kawaguchi decided a command decision needed to be made, "Fix bayonets private!" he screamed over to the other soldier and quickly regretted his comment. He'd wanted to retreat but just as he opened his mouth he realized just how futile it'd be to just retreat -- better to die here and now and make the enemy troops always remember your face every time they closed their eyes. The private didn't even hesitate and fixed bayonets -- he must have realized their situation too. The machine-gunner and his supporter got to their feet; Kawaguchi hadn't even realized they'd ran out of ammunition. They pulled out their pistols and looked at Kawaguchi and the private. "It has been an honor to serve with you gentlemen. I won't give these atheists the glory of killing me," said the machine-gunner. Kawaguchi didn't realize what he doing until it was too late and the pistol had already gone off. It was a surprisingly clean suicide, which couldn't be said for the supporter who also committed suicide and covered Kawaguchi and the private he'd ordered to fix bayonets with his blood and brains. The private seemed unaffected and simply turned to the enemy and watched as they charge ever closer, their own bayonets fixed. Kawaguchi rose to his feet and bowed to the private as was customary. "May we die with honor," he said, to which the private gave nothing but a slight head nod. Kawaguchi braced for the oncoming swarm of enemy troops, he may get his bayonet in one, possibly two if he got lucky before they stuck him. The Private decided to not sit and wait to die and gave a battle cry before charging straight for the enemy formation. Kawaguchi watched him with admiration as he charged straight into the crowd, tackling two enemy soldiers at once, but quickly disappeared in the masses of bodies. He was prepared to die just like that, God willing he wouldn't honor the enemy with screams of terror and pain as he died.
Suddenly multiple chatter sounds were heard as suddenly the building behind Kawaguchi erupted in a torrent of machine-gun fire, Corporal Kawaguchi watched astonishment as the enemy troops seemed to simply fall right in front of him. Only when he heard someone shouting at him from behind did he realize he needed duck, and duck he did. This apparently must have allowed another machine-gun to open fire for the chattering increased slightly. The corporal realized when the firing stop for silence seemed almost louder than the machine-guns. He slowly rose to his feet and looked as the enemy road the enemy forces had charged down was littered with corpses, and just ten feet in front of him a pile of corpses had formed. He looked behind him into the building to see the machine-gun crews settling down by fixing their guns in certain positions that would provide a nasty, concentrated, obstacle for any advancing enemy troops. From the building came a short, yet bulky man whom, from what Kawaguchi could read on the collar of his uniform, was a lieutenant.
Discipline demanded certain things, "Sir, thank you." Respect and true gratitude demanded another, "Sir, thank you!"
The lieutenant chuckled at his comment, even when the nation was collapsing and the entire World slowly burning around him, the could still have a sense of humor, "Admirable stand you and your men gave."
"Thank you sir," stated Kawaguchi in strict military tone. The lieutenant, if such tones bothered him, didn't show it in the slightest. Kawaguchi, while being thankful to be alive, had certain questions to see if that was really a good thing, "Sir, is all hope finally lost?"
The lieutenant hesitated for nearly a minute and finally gave a sigh that seemed to take another minute to release, "Yes...it is over. Our enemies have finally defeated us. The Highest Minister is missing; Congress is either dead or fighting for their lives in the streets. The government has collapsed and all of our top brass have committed seppuku. We now fight merely to make the families suffer for the rest of their lives."
Before Corporal Kawaguchi could reply the Earth shook has though the end of the World was here -- and in the opinion of any Jagite, it was a perfect timing, if not a little late! It obviously wasn't anything planned by the Jagites for the lieutenant in front of him looked around nervously and the machine-guns got ready for what was likely to be their final fight. Suddenly off to the west of their position the evening day turned into noon instantly has a brilliant light appeared. Kawaguchi watched and strained to look to see what it was. Was it a nuclear blast? Was it a huge bomb? No...it was a blasted spaceship!
"It that a spaceship?" exclaimed the lieutenant that had saved him with almost frantic surprise.
"My God it is!" shouted Kawaguchi. In the distance it slowly rose into the air from seemingly out of no-where. Immediately it came under fire from all directions as artillery shells and missiles slammed into it. At first Kawaguchi thought the enemy fire would be too intense the spacecraft would explode but as it slowly rose into the air he realized its massive size meant it would take several nuclear warfare of the top caliber to destroy it. The smoke from its rear booster only became clear nearly ten minutes after it began to take off into the air. On the side of it, painted largely was the White-Star Flag of the Monotheistic Republic, under the flag in big bold white letters it read, "We Shall Be Preserved!" All Kawaguchi could do was watch in amazement as it lifted off into the space, dooming all who remained -- but saving an entire peoples from utter destruction.
So I'll carry my Cross,
And I'll carry the shame,
The to the end of the road,
Threw the struggle and pain,
And I'll do for it love,
No it won't be in vain...
---
{Jagada II, Sessou System}
Present Day...
The lumbering form that was the Battlestar 苦労 (Hardship) (http://www.vayatele.com/images/Battlestar%20Galactica.jpg) moved around the Jagite World of Jagada II, the new homeworld. It was supplemented with several Merciless-Class Battlecruisers (http://www.wc3campaigns.net/revolution/gallery/thumbs/1115072778.gif), and each ship including the Hardship was supplied with dozens of Wraith Fightercraft which could lay waste to most Jagite ships -- or at least war games had proved.
It more than Admiral Togawa Tôichirô Kazuari could have hoped. This was Jagada's newest Fleet and it wouldn't be up to Standardization Protocols for a few years at least. Though for their mission it wouldn't be very hard, or so said the paper-pushers back on Jagada II. The mission of him and his Upsilon Squadron was to perform Jagada's first 'jump' per say, it was actually just activating the very first Faster Than Light (FTL) Drive that the scientists on Jagada II has created and sending his whole Fleet into another Solar System nearby. A harmless enough mission. Satellites from years ago had relayed pictures about two years ago that the Solar System seemed harmless enough. Though the only assurance or evidence they had for this was that the satellite hadn't been destroyed. Togawa didn't like that evidence, not even a little bit. Though his orders were clear and for once, he would be glad to get away from the Homeworld. Jagite politics these days were horrific and often destroyed the lives of many people.
Togawa really couldn't blame the government entirely, his people's experience upon their true Homeworld, Earth, hadn't been that great. They'd been driven out and if it hadn't been Project Preservation, he wouldn't be here and his people would be completely eradicated. When the nameless Jagite spacecraft entered what was now known as the Sessou System they decided that the planet glowing before him below would be their new Homeworld. Not that they had any real choice of coarse, since the ships engines were failing and fuel was completely gone -- food had spoiled and was nearly gone and water was extremely scarce. They'd barley gotten their spacecraft back then on the ground. Though all those events had happened hundreds of years ago and since then the Jagites of Jagada II had grown into a prosperous -- if not chaotic peoples.
He glanced down at the countdown indicator on the screen in front of him, it blinked 10:34. Nearly ten minutes until the jump. "Engineering, how is the situation below," he said after pressing a button on his personal console. The reply was static for a few moments until a voice managed to come threw, "Going along fine, not major or minor problems." Togawa sighed, that usually meant there had been problems and they'd fixed them and just assumed them nothing major. The sound of door o his bridge swinging open with a hiss caught his attention, and he quickly regretted it. For in strolled Senator Tametada in a very elaborate suit with more medals on them then looked possible. He was an old man, already bald, and was plump. He was an ex-admiral during the Colonization of the Planet Ruagh, the only other naturally habitable world in the Sessou System. The Confederacy had met some resistance from the inhabitants of the World, which were small insectoid creatures which Industrial Revolution technologies, or at least somewhere close. They'd given the Jagadan Confederacy some major problems after they landed; Senator Tametada had been one of the admirals who'd been apart of the disaster and managed to fix it before complete defeat could occur. Either by some minute skill or sheer luck Tametada had managed to conquer the insectoids of Ruagh and became an instant and lifelong hero for it.
"Admiral Kazuari, I would like to thank you for allowing me to board your vessel," he said in a wheezing voice. Despite the fact that he'd never given clearance for Tametada to enter his vessel, he nodded, not seeing it a major issue since Tametada probably would have got onboard even if he ordered his men not to allow it -- he was a war hero after all, he could never do or be wrong. "It is a delight to have you onboard, sir," stated Togawa mechanically, he refused to say honor and thus substituted it for delight, a less respectful word but a respectful word nonetheless. Tametada must have made some of those same compromising statements in his years for he immediately caught on, "Admiral, I do not blame you for your disgust of the Confederate government. We are in a state of chaos."
Kazurai was caught off guard by the boldness of the ex-admiral turned senator, "Sir, I am loyal to the Confederate Government regardless," he said, hoping to salvage some of his career. Though Kazuari waved it off, "Admiral, you need not worry about your words to me. I've heard them before, and you are right in you belief of me as being a soft man now that I am in politics. Though like any good soldier, one must always adapt to his battlefield and thus I have done so." Kazurai couldn't argue there. He'd never known, Thank God, the battlefield of politics and hopefully never would. Though Senator Tametada has obviously adapted well to it and probably realized how it looked to his fellow military men. Kazurai sighed, "Sir, may I speak bluntly?" The Senator chuckled and shook his head, "Its your ship Admiral, do as you please." That embarrassed Kazurai, he'd felt obliged to request the permission to speak bluntly to a politician that with a single phone call could have him demoted to the rank of Private in no-time flat, regardless he went on, "Senator, while I am not a politician, nor do I understand politics too well, as any soldier should," before he could rethink that last part and hold it in it was out and thus he had to go ahead regardless, "I find it increasingly common among the Confederate government for chaos to be the order of the day. Why cannot order be established like it has in the military?"
The old Senator chuckled, "Maybe the military should teach the government a thing or two about disicipline." Kazurai glared at the Senator, knowing his word's were treason. Though he'd stated them in a cunning way to avoid being persecuted for them. To suggest that the military launch and take over the Jagadan Confederation was borderline blasphemy. Not only would the Churches be in an uproar but so would the people. Before he could reply, with what was sure to be harsh words with no politician filtering in them, the static at his personnel console blared forth once more until a voice rose above it, "Admiral, sir, we are ready on your mark."
"Very well," stated Kazurai while pushing a button down. He turned around to ask the Senator to take a seat to see him slowly making his way to an empty one. He probably knew how to secure himself, but that didn't prevent a few of the security personnel from rushing over to help the famous war hero. When he was finally safely in Kazuari pressed the button to engineering and spoke one word, "Jump." A humming sound engulfed the entire ship and a second later the blue-green world of Jagada II was gone and replaced a few moments later with the dark void of space. The arrangement of the planets was different and the sun was glowing red. Kazurai froze for a moment at the site of it -- a sun going super nova. The Senator must have seen them from his seat, "An impressive display, don't you agree Admiral?"
"Engineering, what’s our status?" he questioned threw the static of the communications system. The reply was simply an all green reading. He requested a few more reports from other vital areas before finally being satisfied that the jump was a success. Jagada now had the ability to go beyond its own system in remarkable time.
Togawa nodded in delight speaking to everyone, but hoping the communications officer heard, "Send a message back to Jagada II, tell them the system we've discovered is useless, it’s going Super Nova." As he waited for the message to be sent to Jagada II, Admiral Togawa shook his head, "Not exactly what I was hoping for." As if to add to his gloom, Senator Tametada chimed in, "I wonder if the theories are true, that when a sun goes Super Nova it creates a black hole in its destruction." The prospect of a black hole so close to Jagada was frightening, the last thing the Jagite's needed was to have to evacuate from Jagada II -- disastrous was more so a better term for it. Before he could reply the reply from Earth came, "Good job, return home."
"Never to suffer would never to have been blessed."
- Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849)
The chattering sound of General Purpose Machine-Guns caused Corporal Kawaguchi Matahachirô Iemune's ears to ring loudly, drowning out all other side. He was positioned close to one of the GPMG's and was providing small arms support for it as it sat in the rubble of what was once a three story Church. In front of them were enemies, lots and lots of enemy, all swarming at them. Kawaguchi had already been firing and thus continued; he found not shortage of targets and had to hardly move his gun. While he was cutting down men on the enemies left flank, the GPMG was slaughtering threw their center and a private on the other side of the machine-gun was doing his best to weaken the enemies flank. Despite how many of them fell they just kept coming as if killing one suddenly spawned five more. Kawaguchi was beginning to get worried and tried to calm himself by firing a grenade into the crowd of oncoming enemy soldiers, and it of coarse hit and blasted a gap in the enemy formation. Half to his surprise and half to his expectations five soldiers filled the gap and the charge continued. How can there be so gosh darn many of them? He would have ordered a general retreat to another pile of rubble, but he wasn't in command. No one was really; commands have broken down after the initial assault on New Christendom. He fought because the enemies he faced were not accepting surrender of any form and thus resistance, while futile, was all he could do before he stopped a bullet and went to be given Final Judgment by the Lord.
Despite their seemingly dire situation and lack of coordination, Kawaguchi decided a command decision needed to be made, "Fix bayonets private!" he screamed over to the other soldier and quickly regretted his comment. He'd wanted to retreat but just as he opened his mouth he realized just how futile it'd be to just retreat -- better to die here and now and make the enemy troops always remember your face every time they closed their eyes. The private didn't even hesitate and fixed bayonets -- he must have realized their situation too. The machine-gunner and his supporter got to their feet; Kawaguchi hadn't even realized they'd ran out of ammunition. They pulled out their pistols and looked at Kawaguchi and the private. "It has been an honor to serve with you gentlemen. I won't give these atheists the glory of killing me," said the machine-gunner. Kawaguchi didn't realize what he doing until it was too late and the pistol had already gone off. It was a surprisingly clean suicide, which couldn't be said for the supporter who also committed suicide and covered Kawaguchi and the private he'd ordered to fix bayonets with his blood and brains. The private seemed unaffected and simply turned to the enemy and watched as they charge ever closer, their own bayonets fixed. Kawaguchi rose to his feet and bowed to the private as was customary. "May we die with honor," he said, to which the private gave nothing but a slight head nod. Kawaguchi braced for the oncoming swarm of enemy troops, he may get his bayonet in one, possibly two if he got lucky before they stuck him. The Private decided to not sit and wait to die and gave a battle cry before charging straight for the enemy formation. Kawaguchi watched him with admiration as he charged straight into the crowd, tackling two enemy soldiers at once, but quickly disappeared in the masses of bodies. He was prepared to die just like that, God willing he wouldn't honor the enemy with screams of terror and pain as he died.
Suddenly multiple chatter sounds were heard as suddenly the building behind Kawaguchi erupted in a torrent of machine-gun fire, Corporal Kawaguchi watched astonishment as the enemy troops seemed to simply fall right in front of him. Only when he heard someone shouting at him from behind did he realize he needed duck, and duck he did. This apparently must have allowed another machine-gun to open fire for the chattering increased slightly. The corporal realized when the firing stop for silence seemed almost louder than the machine-guns. He slowly rose to his feet and looked as the enemy road the enemy forces had charged down was littered with corpses, and just ten feet in front of him a pile of corpses had formed. He looked behind him into the building to see the machine-gun crews settling down by fixing their guns in certain positions that would provide a nasty, concentrated, obstacle for any advancing enemy troops. From the building came a short, yet bulky man whom, from what Kawaguchi could read on the collar of his uniform, was a lieutenant.
Discipline demanded certain things, "Sir, thank you." Respect and true gratitude demanded another, "Sir, thank you!"
The lieutenant chuckled at his comment, even when the nation was collapsing and the entire World slowly burning around him, the could still have a sense of humor, "Admirable stand you and your men gave."
"Thank you sir," stated Kawaguchi in strict military tone. The lieutenant, if such tones bothered him, didn't show it in the slightest. Kawaguchi, while being thankful to be alive, had certain questions to see if that was really a good thing, "Sir, is all hope finally lost?"
The lieutenant hesitated for nearly a minute and finally gave a sigh that seemed to take another minute to release, "Yes...it is over. Our enemies have finally defeated us. The Highest Minister is missing; Congress is either dead or fighting for their lives in the streets. The government has collapsed and all of our top brass have committed seppuku. We now fight merely to make the families suffer for the rest of their lives."
Before Corporal Kawaguchi could reply the Earth shook has though the end of the World was here -- and in the opinion of any Jagite, it was a perfect timing, if not a little late! It obviously wasn't anything planned by the Jagites for the lieutenant in front of him looked around nervously and the machine-guns got ready for what was likely to be their final fight. Suddenly off to the west of their position the evening day turned into noon instantly has a brilliant light appeared. Kawaguchi watched and strained to look to see what it was. Was it a nuclear blast? Was it a huge bomb? No...it was a blasted spaceship!
"It that a spaceship?" exclaimed the lieutenant that had saved him with almost frantic surprise.
"My God it is!" shouted Kawaguchi. In the distance it slowly rose into the air from seemingly out of no-where. Immediately it came under fire from all directions as artillery shells and missiles slammed into it. At first Kawaguchi thought the enemy fire would be too intense the spacecraft would explode but as it slowly rose into the air he realized its massive size meant it would take several nuclear warfare of the top caliber to destroy it. The smoke from its rear booster only became clear nearly ten minutes after it began to take off into the air. On the side of it, painted largely was the White-Star Flag of the Monotheistic Republic, under the flag in big bold white letters it read, "We Shall Be Preserved!" All Kawaguchi could do was watch in amazement as it lifted off into the space, dooming all who remained -- but saving an entire peoples from utter destruction.
So I'll carry my Cross,
And I'll carry the shame,
The to the end of the road,
Threw the struggle and pain,
And I'll do for it love,
No it won't be in vain...
---
{Jagada II, Sessou System}
Present Day...
The lumbering form that was the Battlestar 苦労 (Hardship) (http://www.vayatele.com/images/Battlestar%20Galactica.jpg) moved around the Jagite World of Jagada II, the new homeworld. It was supplemented with several Merciless-Class Battlecruisers (http://www.wc3campaigns.net/revolution/gallery/thumbs/1115072778.gif), and each ship including the Hardship was supplied with dozens of Wraith Fightercraft which could lay waste to most Jagite ships -- or at least war games had proved.
It more than Admiral Togawa Tôichirô Kazuari could have hoped. This was Jagada's newest Fleet and it wouldn't be up to Standardization Protocols for a few years at least. Though for their mission it wouldn't be very hard, or so said the paper-pushers back on Jagada II. The mission of him and his Upsilon Squadron was to perform Jagada's first 'jump' per say, it was actually just activating the very first Faster Than Light (FTL) Drive that the scientists on Jagada II has created and sending his whole Fleet into another Solar System nearby. A harmless enough mission. Satellites from years ago had relayed pictures about two years ago that the Solar System seemed harmless enough. Though the only assurance or evidence they had for this was that the satellite hadn't been destroyed. Togawa didn't like that evidence, not even a little bit. Though his orders were clear and for once, he would be glad to get away from the Homeworld. Jagite politics these days were horrific and often destroyed the lives of many people.
Togawa really couldn't blame the government entirely, his people's experience upon their true Homeworld, Earth, hadn't been that great. They'd been driven out and if it hadn't been Project Preservation, he wouldn't be here and his people would be completely eradicated. When the nameless Jagite spacecraft entered what was now known as the Sessou System they decided that the planet glowing before him below would be their new Homeworld. Not that they had any real choice of coarse, since the ships engines were failing and fuel was completely gone -- food had spoiled and was nearly gone and water was extremely scarce. They'd barley gotten their spacecraft back then on the ground. Though all those events had happened hundreds of years ago and since then the Jagites of Jagada II had grown into a prosperous -- if not chaotic peoples.
He glanced down at the countdown indicator on the screen in front of him, it blinked 10:34. Nearly ten minutes until the jump. "Engineering, how is the situation below," he said after pressing a button on his personal console. The reply was static for a few moments until a voice managed to come threw, "Going along fine, not major or minor problems." Togawa sighed, that usually meant there had been problems and they'd fixed them and just assumed them nothing major. The sound of door o his bridge swinging open with a hiss caught his attention, and he quickly regretted it. For in strolled Senator Tametada in a very elaborate suit with more medals on them then looked possible. He was an old man, already bald, and was plump. He was an ex-admiral during the Colonization of the Planet Ruagh, the only other naturally habitable world in the Sessou System. The Confederacy had met some resistance from the inhabitants of the World, which were small insectoid creatures which Industrial Revolution technologies, or at least somewhere close. They'd given the Jagadan Confederacy some major problems after they landed; Senator Tametada had been one of the admirals who'd been apart of the disaster and managed to fix it before complete defeat could occur. Either by some minute skill or sheer luck Tametada had managed to conquer the insectoids of Ruagh and became an instant and lifelong hero for it.
"Admiral Kazuari, I would like to thank you for allowing me to board your vessel," he said in a wheezing voice. Despite the fact that he'd never given clearance for Tametada to enter his vessel, he nodded, not seeing it a major issue since Tametada probably would have got onboard even if he ordered his men not to allow it -- he was a war hero after all, he could never do or be wrong. "It is a delight to have you onboard, sir," stated Togawa mechanically, he refused to say honor and thus substituted it for delight, a less respectful word but a respectful word nonetheless. Tametada must have made some of those same compromising statements in his years for he immediately caught on, "Admiral, I do not blame you for your disgust of the Confederate government. We are in a state of chaos."
Kazurai was caught off guard by the boldness of the ex-admiral turned senator, "Sir, I am loyal to the Confederate Government regardless," he said, hoping to salvage some of his career. Though Kazuari waved it off, "Admiral, you need not worry about your words to me. I've heard them before, and you are right in you belief of me as being a soft man now that I am in politics. Though like any good soldier, one must always adapt to his battlefield and thus I have done so." Kazurai couldn't argue there. He'd never known, Thank God, the battlefield of politics and hopefully never would. Though Senator Tametada has obviously adapted well to it and probably realized how it looked to his fellow military men. Kazurai sighed, "Sir, may I speak bluntly?" The Senator chuckled and shook his head, "Its your ship Admiral, do as you please." That embarrassed Kazurai, he'd felt obliged to request the permission to speak bluntly to a politician that with a single phone call could have him demoted to the rank of Private in no-time flat, regardless he went on, "Senator, while I am not a politician, nor do I understand politics too well, as any soldier should," before he could rethink that last part and hold it in it was out and thus he had to go ahead regardless, "I find it increasingly common among the Confederate government for chaos to be the order of the day. Why cannot order be established like it has in the military?"
The old Senator chuckled, "Maybe the military should teach the government a thing or two about disicipline." Kazurai glared at the Senator, knowing his word's were treason. Though he'd stated them in a cunning way to avoid being persecuted for them. To suggest that the military launch and take over the Jagadan Confederation was borderline blasphemy. Not only would the Churches be in an uproar but so would the people. Before he could reply, with what was sure to be harsh words with no politician filtering in them, the static at his personnel console blared forth once more until a voice rose above it, "Admiral, sir, we are ready on your mark."
"Very well," stated Kazurai while pushing a button down. He turned around to ask the Senator to take a seat to see him slowly making his way to an empty one. He probably knew how to secure himself, but that didn't prevent a few of the security personnel from rushing over to help the famous war hero. When he was finally safely in Kazuari pressed the button to engineering and spoke one word, "Jump." A humming sound engulfed the entire ship and a second later the blue-green world of Jagada II was gone and replaced a few moments later with the dark void of space. The arrangement of the planets was different and the sun was glowing red. Kazurai froze for a moment at the site of it -- a sun going super nova. The Senator must have seen them from his seat, "An impressive display, don't you agree Admiral?"
"Engineering, what’s our status?" he questioned threw the static of the communications system. The reply was simply an all green reading. He requested a few more reports from other vital areas before finally being satisfied that the jump was a success. Jagada now had the ability to go beyond its own system in remarkable time.
Togawa nodded in delight speaking to everyone, but hoping the communications officer heard, "Send a message back to Jagada II, tell them the system we've discovered is useless, it’s going Super Nova." As he waited for the message to be sent to Jagada II, Admiral Togawa shook his head, "Not exactly what I was hoping for." As if to add to his gloom, Senator Tametada chimed in, "I wonder if the theories are true, that when a sun goes Super Nova it creates a black hole in its destruction." The prospect of a black hole so close to Jagada was frightening, the last thing the Jagite's needed was to have to evacuate from Jagada II -- disastrous was more so a better term for it. Before he could reply the reply from Earth came, "Good job, return home."