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Outer Rim of The Milky Way

The Space around The Galaxy was Peaceful when a Wormhole opened up and ten Small Ships, Triangular Shaped Ships. Flew out of It as it closed up The Ships soon went their own ways and soon Cloaked to make sure no one ever found out they were around.

These Odd Ships from the Wormhole were on a Mission for their race. to look for Areas for The Start of Their Invasion of This Dimension.

They need to Invade, their Race had to live.

The Remians were Coming.

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One of The Scout Ships soon came to The edge of a system Near The Mid Rim. The Lupan Class Scout Ship was crewed by Eight Remians. The Commander, Captian Diana Morcraft Von Pantani, a Remuese Remian, She, like many Remuese Remians were Anthropomorphic Wolves. Her other Crew Members was Efian, a Paychian (a Elaphant like Anthropomorph), Can'tai, a Felinese (Cat-like), Rinrincancanratiansu, a Pandomian (Insectoid), Gonbor, a Gorillaese (Gorilla like Remian), Taipan, a Serpentoid (Snake), and Fanrin, a Seaborian (Dolphin like Remian)

"I Count Eight Major Planets and Tons of Minor ones." Fanrin said. Diana Thanked The Titans for being cloak as the Ship entered The System. "Go in slow, I don't want to be found by anyone." Diana said.

The Ship soon entered The system known as The Sol system.

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OOC: are you playing the invading scouts? or are they invading you....

0930 Hours, February 13th, 2671 (Military Calender) \
Sol System, Sensor Station Hades, in orbit around Jupiter.

“You have any three's?”

“Sorry mate, go fish.”

“Sonuva-” Richard Drake reached over and drew from the pile, a smoking cigarette tucked in on the edge of his mouth. Sitting back grumpily, he looked at his cards and grunted, pulled out a pair of fours and set them down on the table, his greasy brown hair matted to his head, full of sweat. Both he and the man he was playing with, Hunter Thompson, were both extremely greasy and sweating, having just come off their shift as part of the reactor crew. It was incredibly steamy down there near the fusion reactors, and the crew quickly became sweaty and the grease coating the machines down their wiped off on the workers are they labored to maintain the mighty machine which provided power to the entire station. It was vital that they remain at tip-top shape, as Imperial doctrine demanded they maintain constant vigilance over the Sol system. The First and Second Battles of Earth would be forever remembered by the Imperium of Terra and so they had increased security, placing sensor stations at Jupiter, Mars, and Venus, covering all the vectors they could. Of course backing them up was the ISDF, or the Imperial Sol Defense Fleet, which numbered around four hundred ships, dispersed around this system and the several nearby ones. At any moment, they could be recalled almost instantly to battle any enemy that dared to try and assault this stronghold. Add onto that the 300 Super MAC orbital stations, armed with their namesake cannons and two energy projectors, they would protect the planet from any invasion, and with help of the fleet, proved almost impossible to crack.

However, this would be all for naught if Hades didn't warn them as soon as possible of any threat, and so Lieutenant William Young made it his sworn duty to see that the Imperium was protected, even if he and his crew had to give their lives. Walking over to the sensor station, he put a hand on the young woman's shoulder who was occupying the station on the current shift schedule. “Private Westman, anything out there worth of interest?” The red-haired woman turned, her jaw twitching as she chewed bubble gum, a nervous habit of hers.

“Nothing yet sir, but there's plenty of space rock if you feel the need to pick up a new hobby.” Chuckling the Lieutenant waved her off.

“No thanks, Private. Carry on.” Folding his arms behind his back, he walked up to the window, gazing out into space and barely made out the sparkle of an Imperium ship, it's anti-grav drives twinkling amongst the stars. It was an impressive sight, being able to see all these stars and actually have the ability to point at one and name it off as a colony, depending on how much space geography you know. Sighing, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Havana cigar, some of the best tobacco he had ever known. Lighting it up, he took a long drag and savored the fresh taste of the cigar. It was a weakness of his but to him, if this was a weakness, then ah well, to each his own. The smoke trailed out of his nostrils, and he turned the cigar over, staring at the label of the wrapping.

It had been a long time since he had even seen Earth, around twenty-eight years, since he was born on Earth and his family immediately thereafter moved to Sigma Octanus IV, for “better opportunities.” William sighed to himself. It was a load of crap, it was all his father's fault; if it weren't for him, he would be on Earth, able to enjoy the long beaches and all the cigars he wanted, instead of being stuck here because of some pricks little fu-

“Sir!”

Starting out of his reverie, he spun around to face Westman, whose hands were flying over the controls. “What is it, Westman?”

“Sir, sensors just indictaed a spatial disturbance exactly forty-five seconds ago. I am locking in the coordinates now....sending it over to your console now.” The Lieutenant moved over to his desk and called up the data on his computer. On it were the exact coordinates of the rupture in spacetime.

“Have you found where the ship is?”

“No sir. I was, however, able to find it's probably flight path. I don't know if thats the way it intended to go sir, or if it will stay that way when ISDF hears of it and begins to move, but it's something sir.”

He nodded. “Indeed, Private.” Sitting down, he opened up a channel to HIGHCOM HQ, hidden deep in underground Australia. The symbol of the Imperium, seven gold stars surrounding an eagle holding a sword in it's talons, appeared and text box appeared, asking for the password. William quickly entered the emergency code, THOSEWHOGUARDTHEWEAK, and pressed enter. The computer hummed for a few seconds and then the face of a middle-aged man wearing a spotless white uniform appeared, black hair hanging over blue eyes, which burned with an intense annoyance.

“This is Fleet Admiral Carlyle. You got my attention,son. Now, mind telling me what in the name of God possessed you in calling HIGHCOM on a forbidden frequency and using a password that could cause the entire Imperium to panic?”

Willian took a breath. “Sir, I have something important to show you....”

1020 Hours, Office of Naval Intelligence \
Briefing Room Alpha

Edward Carlyle stared at the data being sent into the holographic map, showing the point of origin of the strange craft and it's estimated flight path. The projection emanated from the generator in the middile of the table, the light glowing off of four other faces. The council which ran ONI stared at the data, worry and determination evident on their features. Carlyle spoke up, after giving one last glance at the data. “Well, we seem to have a situation on our hands, one which we have prepared for ever since the Imperium was established. We have an unknown ship that has entered the Sol System. It is cloaked, so the sensors of the Hades cannot detect it and we won't know where it is unless we send out ships after it.”

“Of course, that might cause it to flee...or bring in reinforcements.” A woman with short brown hair and wearing a blue buttoned shirt with khaki pants sat across the table from the Fleet Admiral, her green eyes flashing behind her glasses. “Doctor Trent, good to see you here.”

“Good to see you too, Edward.”

Carlyle glared at her for the infraction of not noticing his rank but let it go. “You are indeed correct. If we try to chase it down with the fleet, the unknown ship may possible bring in reinforcements, which would endanger Earth. This we cannot do.” Another woman, dressed in the same white uniform as Carlyle, but with the pips showing her ranks as Vice Admiral, leaned forward.

“We cannot simply let this ship move about on its own. It could be an enemy, and we have sworn to protect Earth from anything, we promised the people!”

The Fleet Admiral sighed. “I know that, Melissa, but we can't act rashly here. We don't know how many ships will reinforce this single ship, so we must treat cautiously.”

“Indeed we must,” A brown haired man with the rank of General spoke up, his fingers tapping on the table. “and for all we know, this alien race could be friendly or even want help, and we can help them. We musn't take a military action to everything.” The Vice Admiral glared at him.

“That's if they can be trusted....” Their gazes locked as tension rose in the room. The Fleet Admiral's voice intervened.

“Enough. Jake, Melissa, stop it. The fact of the matter is we can't afford to endanger Earth, nor can we be caught with our pants down. So, I am saying ONI discreetly inform the ships in the nearby systems of the situation and have them be ready to jump here when we call them, while I have the fleet move up to Code Yellow.” They all gazed at him, surprised. The Imperial Navy had three code colors which were used for situations. Code Blue was the allclear signal, that they could relax and go back to normal duties, Code Yellow stated that danger was present and to be ready for combat. Ships would power up shields, ready Longsword squadrons and Marine forces on their ships, and be prepared for anything. Code Red was the last code, which meant the shit had hit the fan and it was time to go in, guns blazing.

Going to Code Yellow was rare and even then usually wasn't done in the Sol System, seeing how delicate the peace was. Jake leaned forward.

“Are you sure about this? I mean, if the people panic and begin to lose faith, we will have a massive problem. Not to mention what will happen to us if the Emperor-”

“I know what I am doing, General Morris. I am the commanding officer here and what I say goes.” Jake stiffened and his eyes narrowed, his glare met calmly by the Fleet Admiral. “I am, however, not doing what you expect. The Fleet is to be warned, nothing more. My plan to find and possibly talk to and/or capture this intruder involves ONI.” Turning to look at the last member of their table, he smiled.

“I do believe you know where I am going, Madam Director.” They all turned, shocked, to see the last member of the council take off a hood to reveal a woman with short black hair and bright brown eyes. She was Ellen Desmond, the Director of ONI. The Council may make the important decisions from time to time, but it required her input and she ran it 24-7.

“I do know, Edward. The ITS Bastogne, Radius, Shadow, and Razor are at your command.” The Vice Admiral's forehead furrowed in confusion.

“Why are you using those ships? They are merely prowl......Oh I see.” She smiled. “Excellent idea, Edward. We can use cloaking tech ourselves, very advanced stuff, and track it down.” The Fleet Admiral nodded.

“Indeed. Now, get those ships ready, I want this operation done an hour ago.” The Council adjourned and the orders were sent out. Soon, they would be able to track down the intruder and get to the bottom of this.

OOC: He is playing the invading scouts. I am the one he is invading.

OOC: I'm going to hop in as another small Squadron of invading ships....if you'd rather me not i'll delete




IC: A rip in space, a wormhole......opened in the distance of the galaxy. A small squadron of 6 ships...scouts. They cloaked immediatly and began to drift in the void of space toward the apparent nothingness of the galaxy. The 6 small triangular ships relayed messages back and forth....

"Ship 1 this is Ship 2 for up on us now." spoke the commander of one ship to another.

As the ships form in what else but a triangle they reamined cloak........gliding toward nothing

OOC: Where exactly are you?

OOC: outer rim of the Solar System I'd say probably approaching the Kuiper Belt just beyond Pluto

OOC: I know hopefully Spaceballs meets up with me one way or another that'll help otherwise I'll just RP me passing Pluto later on

OOC: I see. Well, it's Hataria's turn and possibly planet spaceballs, so we will have to see what they post.

OOC: I'm going to hop in as another small Squadron of invading ships....if you'd rather me not i'll delete




IC: A rip in space, a wormhole......opened in the distance of the galaxy. A small squadron of 6 ships...scouts. They cloaked immediatly and began to drift in the void of space toward the apparent nothingness of the galaxy. The 6 small triangular ships relayed messages back and forth....

"Ship 1 this is Ship 2 for up on us now." spoke the commander of one ship to another.

As the ships form in what else but a triangle they reamined cloak........gliding toward nothing


The Remian Scout Ship was soon near the Third Planet of The System, a Blue world that was mostly Water (OOC: Yep, you guess it, Earth) Captian Diana Looked at The Blue world, It Reminded her of home.........Before The Shivans Came.

The Shivans Attacked her Home Dimension 400 Years ago, They Sunddered whole Galaxies till The Remians Pushed them out. But The Remian Home Dimension was destroyed.

Diana Remembered this because he was 4 years old when it Happened.

Traveling though out The Mulitiverse in search for Revenge, The Remians found out that The Shivans had been to other Universes, so Finding The Shivans was hard.

Then It was Decided to find a New Home. So They soon found This Universe and now their whole race, the Remian Confederate Empire, was waiting for their Time to do one thing................Invade.

and that Fleet was waiting.

When the ship came within 100,000 kilometers of the planet, a needle-thin beam shot by, narrowly missing it, but getting the point across. Don't come any closer.. Around it, four prowlers decloaked, their pulse lasers aimed the ship, while the 200 ships patrolling Earth and Mars began to prepare themselves for anything. The orbital stations began to load their shells and prepare for battle, as ground forces mobilized. They were not going to take any chances. On board the Supercarrier Terra's Pride, Fleet Admiral Carlyle watched as the prowlers decloaked and surrounded the ship. He smirked, taking a sip of water. ONI never failed to deliver and their prowler ships, using Covenant active camouflage technology, were some of the best for recon and ambushes, at least for weak ships as this one. His second-in-command, Captain Bill Servenson, walked up and saluted. "Sir, the fleet reports it has finished readying for Code Yellow and all stations and ground troops stand ready for orders. The prowlers have sent us data on the ship and are requesting permission to open diplomatic channels."

Carlyle nodded. "Permission granted. However, have the fleet be ready for anything and prepare a message to call in nearby ships from the nearby systems." The Captain nodded and sent out the orders. The leader of the prowler task force, Lieutenant Jacobs turned to the main screen of his ship.

"Alright, open a channel to that ship."

"Done, sir." His crew took a deep breath, here they went. History was in the making and they all knew it.

"Foreign vessel, this is Lieutenant Jacobs of the Imperial Navy, commander of Task force Alpha. You are intruding in Imperium space, and have violated common law by infiltrating our space. You are hereby ordered to stand down and prepare for boarding. Any attempts to escape or fire upon our vessels will result in extreme action being taken." He nodded to one of his crewmen, who tapped in a command, and boarding craft launched from their vessel, the Razor, and headed towards the scout ship. Their pulse lasers were trained on their engines, and wings, so if they made one small move, they would attack and cripple the ship.

The ships had made their way passed what had appeared to be a Binary Star of 2 moons. But that was far long ago now as they approached a massive star of Orange and Cream with very thin rings. The planets emmense proportions gave it and intense gravitational field in which the ships had to propel out of. Coming out of coak the ships began revving their engines in an attempt to escape the gravitational warp...

Sanctum of the Hierarchs
High Charity,
9th age of Reclamation

A Sangheili walked the halls guarded by his race since the start pf the Covenant. He was the Guardian of the Luminous Key, Supreme Commander of the Fleet of Particular Justice. He had been called beofre the Hierarchs to present them with the Forerunner crystal his fleet had recovered from the ruins of a large Forerunner temple. His Huragok had already found the cooridinates left on it by the gods. He entered the Council Chamber and was place before the High Council.

Truth Spoke First." You have come before us to request something speak, Glorious Leader of the Fleet of Particular Justice."

"Thank you Hierarch. I have come before the Council to ask to take fleet and scout a World that will most likely have artifacts left by the Gods. My Huragok have already discovered the cooridinates. All I need is your blessing."

Regret Spoke next." You have served the Covenant with Distinction and courage for many years. You are one of our most prized instraments. I support this holy quest."

Mercy was silent for several minutes before he spoke. " I to aprove of this endevor. "

Truth spoke again. "You have followed the trail left by the Gods for many years, and I believe that this is the last journey that this trail may lead you. Send word to us when you secrue any major artifacts. We shall arrive shortly."

"Yes Hierarchs. I shall bring many sacred remains back to the Council."


The Guardian of the Luminous Key bowed his head and left the Chambers, heading for the nearest landing pad when he encountered Tartarus, the leader of all Jiralhanae; the ancient enemy of the Sangheili. Tartarus grunted at The Guardian of the Luminous Key. It was ignored.

Soon after arriving on his Flagship A fleet of 20 ships jumped toward the cooridanets left by the gods.

They arrived in the Sol system shortly afterword.

OOC:
2 Regret Class Assault Carriers
3 CCS-class Battlecruisers
5 Reverence-class Cruisers
10 Penance Class Cruisers

OOC: Where are you now, Zactarn?

OOC: Where are you now, Zactarn?

OOC: i think it is implied that he is near Jupiter

OOC: So it begins....

IC: The Fleet Admiral watched as the boarding craft headed for the Remian scout ship and sipped his water. This would soon be over and they would be able to relax again. Security in the Sol System would be increased, of course, but nothing major. At least, thats what he believed. Fate intervened, however. An alarm rang out, and the screens began to flash a series of numbers, 67543-CSD. The bridge, which had been fairly quiet, with some dull chatter, erupted into chaos. The Fleet Admiral stared at the screens, his body going numb. The cup slipped from his hand as he realized what the code meant.

The sensors were very advanced and delicate, and could differentiate different nations ships from each other. Programmed into each sensor was the code 67543-CSD, which meant that it detected Covenant ships. Humanity was very cautious regarding aliens and it was not going to be caught off-guard again. So, the code flashed and the screen turned on, revealing Covenant ships. Carlyle found his voice and roared. "Open the channel to the Fleet, hell, the entire Imperium. I want an alert sent out. Code Black, I repeat, the Imperium is going to Code Black, all, ships are to prepare to immediate Covenant invasion!" His crew sent the message, and the prowlers, quickly turned and fled the scoutship, collecting their boarding craft as they headed back to the planet. 40 ships in the system activated Slipspace drives and vanished in a flash of white light, reappearing outside of energy projector range.

The fleet was made up of five carriers, seven cruisers, eleven destroyers, and seventeen frigates. The commander of this force was none other than the Vice Admiral. Her face appeared on the Covenant hologram projectors, eyes narrowed. The ships powered up their weapons and began deploying interceptor squadrons.

"This is Vice Admiral Karaih of the Imperium of Terra. I don't know where the hell you came from, or why you are here, but I know this. You are not going any farther in this system. By the power invested in me, and on behalf of the Emperor, I am giving you one warning. Get out of the Imperium, or we will fire on you. You shall not hurt my people again."

Hades detected the fleet at Jupiter and sent the information to HIGHCOM, who sent a battlegroup pf eoght ships, one carrier, one cruiser and six destroyers, to go stop them. Eight slipspace ruptures appeared near the Zactarn fleet, and a message blared over the comm.

"All unknown ships, you are trespassing on Imperium space. Prepare to be boarded. If you attempt any funny business, we will not hesitate to destroy you."

Suddenly, by the Vice Admiral's fleet, the Fleet Admiral's supercarrier appeared. "Stand down, Melissa!" His face appeared in place of the Vice Admiral. "Forgive her, she is very......devoted to the Imperium. I am very curious as to see why you have returned to our space....considering what happened two hundred years ago."

The Gaurdian was started by theencounter of another slipspace faring race.

"Sensor reports! I want to know how in the hell they got our slipsapce technology." he roared.

"Sir, not only do they have our slipspace tech, but if I am reading this, I am also detecting energy projectors, plasma torpedoes, and pulse lasers. I don't know how but they have our tech."

The Suprme Commander stood there and thought for a moment. could it be that another race has been enlightened by the gods? His thoguhts were interupted first by a small hairless primate talking to him in a langue he couldn't understand, but he did understand it was a threat. Then a second arrived but it was not as threatening, but was still suspicous.

"Get me a translation right away."

A few cycles past, before they were able to get a decent translator.

" The first message says something along the lines of,'This is the Imperium, Admiral Karaih, and you wouldn't hurt me people again.' The second message says 'Forgive her, she is very......devot. I am very curious as to see why you have returned. Considering what happened two hundred years ago.' This is a rough translation at best."

" Can you send something back in their langague?"

" It is possible, but itwill probably full of grammar errors."

"Well it's better than nothing."

This is our first contact with your race. I ask you what you mean by returned. I also want too no where you get those weapons.

Fleet Admiral Carlyle stood on the bridge, sweat rolling down the back of his neck as he waited for a reply. Things were on the edge of a knife, so to speak. The Vice Admiral's harsh reply may have angered them, and the Imperium may have to fight the Human-Covenant war again. While they were confident of their ability to fight, the Covenant were not a race to mess with. They may have their flaws, but however glaring those were, they were very quick on their feet and could adapt if need be, especially the Elites. Wiping the back of his neck with a cloth, he took a deep swig of whiskey from a container and then waited a little longer for their reply.

Finally it came in. "Sir, we have received a message from the Covenant fleet. It seems to be full of grammar errors.....like when we first encountered them." Carlyle's eyes widened. Was it possible that this was a different Covenant, one that hadn't met the UNSC yet? If so then.....a plan popped into his head.

"Display the message for me." On screen, the short answer appeared.

This is our first contact with your race. I ask you what you mean by returned. I also want too no where you get those weapons.

The Fleet Admiral took a deep breath and let it out. Tapping in a few commands, the translator switched to the Elite language, so the Fleet Master could understand him. <"When I saw that you have returned, I speak of a time when you came to our space and began to attack us mercilessly, saying our destruction was the will of the Gods, the Forerunner. You glassed many of our worlds, killing trillions of my people. The only reason given was the Prophets said we were pathetic creatures, not worthy of life. We only managed to survive thanks to the intervention of a horrific species known as the Flood and the fact that well..." He paused. "There is something else, but I would have to speak to you in person about it. If you want, we can speak on this station," He pressed a button, revealing the stats for the Sensor Station Hades. " and discuss things further. Now for your other question, I do believe it obvious. Since we faced you, we learned of your tech and managed to add it to our own. Of course, the Forerunner structures we have in our possession also provided us with many technologies and aid in understanding them. But nonetheless...."

He straightened. "Vice Admiral Karaih, stand down. Take your fleet back to Earth, I will handle things here."

"But...sir!"

"Do I have to repeat myself, Melissa?" His tone was dangerous and commanded obedience.

"No sir." The forty ship fleet vanished in a flash of white light, returning to Earth. Carlyle turned back to face the Covenant. "Any other questions you would like to ask me? I am willing to ask, as long as things remain peaceful as they have been."

The Supreme Commander listen to the creature speak. He said the Prophets had declared them not worth of life. They also mentioned the flood. This angered him as he had encoutered them beofre in small numbers. They wiped out a colony beofre it was glassed to prevent them from spreading. There were still millions of inocents alive down when it happened.


He took up the offer to meet in person, and took a phantom to the station suggested. He consider calling for the prophtes but he sensed that hewas about to learn a terrible truth about them. His Phantom arrived and he waited in the nagar bay with the pairof hunters assigned to protect him and kill his assisin.

He was ammazed at how he towered over the creatures that inhabited the bay. He was not even the tallest of his kind. there were others that stood atleast 3 feet taller than him. The Hunter Pair rumble when they saw armed gaurds arrive in the room.

OOC: So it begins....

IC: The Fleet Admiral watched as the boarding craft headed for the Remian scout ship and sipped his water. This would soon be over and they would be able to relax again. Security in the Sol System would be increased, of course, but nothing major. At least, thats what he believed. Fate intervened, however. An alarm rang out, and the screens began to flash a series of numbers, 67543-CSD. The bridge, which had been fairly quiet, with some dull chatter, erupted into chaos. The Fleet Admiral stared at the screens, his body going numb. The cup slipped from his hand as he realized what the code meant.

The sensors were very advanced and delicate, and could differentiate different nations ships from each other. Programmed into each sensor was the code 67543-CSD, which meant that it detected Covenant ships. Humanity was very cautious regarding aliens and it was not going to be caught off-guard again. So, the code flashed and the screen turned on, revealing Covenant ships. Carlyle found his voice and roared. "Open the channel to the Fleet, hell, the entire Imperium. I want an alert sent out. Code Black, I repeat, the Imperium is going to Code Black, all, ships are to prepare to immediate Covenant invasion!" His crew sent the message, and the prowlers, quickly turned and fled the scoutship, collecting their boarding craft as they headed back to the planet. 40 ships in the system activated Slipspace drives and vanished in a flash of white light, reappearing outside of energy projector range.

The fleet was made up of five carriers, seven cruisers, eleven destroyers, and seventeen frigates. The commander of this force was none other than the Vice Admiral. Her face appeared on the Covenant hologram projectors, eyes narrowed. The ships powered up their weapons and began deploying interceptor squadrons.

"This is Vice Admiral Karaih of the Imperium of Terra. I don't know where the hell you came from, or why you are here, but I know this. You are not going any farther in this system. By the power invested in me, and on behalf of the Emperor, I am giving you one warning. Get out of the Imperium, or we will fire on you. You shall not hurt my people again."

Hades detected the fleet at Jupiter and sent the information to HIGHCOM, who sent a battlegroup pf eoght ships, one carrier, one cruiser and six destroyers, to go stop them. Eight slipspace ruptures appeared near the Zactarn fleet, and a message blared over the comm.

"All unknown ships, you are trespassing on Imperium space. Prepare to be boarded. If you attempt any funny business, we will not hesitate to destroy you."

Suddenly, by the Vice Admiral's fleet, the Fleet Admiral's supercarrier appeared. "Stand down, Melissa!" His face appeared in place of the Vice Admiral. "Forgive her, she is very......devoted to the Imperium. I am very curious as to see why you have returned to our space....considering what happened two hundred years ago."


The scout ships panicked as the fleets came in. The fleets engines revved to full power in the knick of time escaping the Jupiter Gravitational field. The ships scurried on out but not before airing a message to all in the area

"We will be back....do not fool yourselves.........you have not seen the last of us. You WILL regret the day you crossed us."

The ships wizzed off into the distance out of sight.

Out of a wormhole not far off from Saturn a fleet of 20 ships came out....10 cruisers 10 frigates and 5 destroyers who came out to meet the frightnend scout ships.

"What is our situation Lieutenant Gh'ey,ow?" spoke a large man in one of the destroyers.

"Well Commander Hyuk sir we have been spotted....conflict is imminent I am afraid." spoke Lieutenant Gh'ey,ow.

"So be it then......we shall give them hell."said The Commander with a smirk on his face.

The CommLink was shut and the scout ships took refuge in one of the large Destroyers. The ships formed up and slowly drifted off toward Jupiter under cloaks

When the ship came within 100,000 kilometers of the planet, a needle-thin beam shot by, narrowly missing it, but getting the point across. Don't come any closer.. Around it, four prowlers decloaked, their pulse lasers aimed the ship, while the 200 ships patrolling Earth and Mars began to prepare themselves for anything. The orbital stations began to load their shells and prepare for battle, as ground forces mobilized. They were not going to take any chances. On board the Supercarrier Terra's Pride, Fleet Admiral Carlyle watched as the prowlers decloaked and surrounded the ship. He smirked, taking a sip of water. ONI never failed to deliver and their prowler ships, using Covenant active camouflage technology, were some of the best for recon and ambushes, at least for weak ships as this one. His second-in-command, Captain Bill Servenson, walked up and saluted. "Sir, the fleet reports it has finished readying for Code Yellow and all stations and ground troops stand ready for orders. The prowlers have sent us data on the ship and are requesting permission to open diplomatic channels."

Carlyle nodded. "Permission granted. However, have the fleet be ready for anything and prepare a message to call in nearby ships from the nearby systems." The Captain nodded and sent out the orders. The leader of the prowler task force, Lieutenant Jacobs turned to the main screen of his ship.

"Alright, open a channel to that ship."

"Done, sir." His crew took a deep breath, here they went. History was in the making and they all knew it.

"Foreign vessel, this is Lieutenant Jacobs of the Imperial Navy, commander of Task force Alpha. You are intruding in Imperium space, and have violated common law by infiltrating our space. You are hereby ordered to stand down and prepare for boarding. Any attempts to escape or fire upon our vessels will result in extreme action being taken." He nodded to one of his crewmen, who tapped in a command, and boarding craft launched from their vessel, the Razor, and headed towards the scout ship. Their pulse lasers were trained on their engines, and wings, so if they made one small move, they would attack and cripple the ship.

OOC: I am going to introduce The Condor Class Gunship and The Star Wyven Class Corvette

Diana hated this, Her ship was a sitting Duck. Scout Ships were unarmed and used Speed and Cloaking for a Meens to escape. But She was surounded by Alien Craft. The only thing she could do was look at another ship was heading right for her ship, Diana know what The Crew would do. But as sudden as they surounded it. The alien Ships retreated

Then it happened. a Wormhole had openned up Behind The alien ships surounding The Scout. Soon Three Ships appeared. One was a Condor Class Gunship while The other two where Star Wyven Class Corvettes, (130 Meters).

"Hello Diana," a Voice said over The ComLink, "Nice to See you." Diana Moaned as she new who it was, First Mate Fangdor Von Trampis, First mate on Diana's Ship, The Revenge Class Battleship Khan "that Little Scout you are Commanding sent a message for Help." Fangdor said. Remian Ships were Cyborgs, Both Machine and Living Being. Diana hated to say it but she was gald that Fangdor came.......even though she hated his guts.

The Scoutship soon started heading for The wormhole, Back to The Remian Dimension

"What?! They're coming here!" Lieutenant Young was horrified. "But, sir, we don't have anything that qualifies as us being able to take on such high-ranking officers, especially Covenant ones!" The Fleet Admiral, who was onscreen inside a Pelican sighed.

"Look, Lieutenant, this is the only neutral place we got. Any other place is surrounded with ships. Besides, the room you are in right now serves as a good place for me to give information to the Covenant. And I need the hologram projector for something. So, prepare what you can. Just get your crew in other parts of the station, and get ready for me. Fleet Admiral Carlyle out." William swore under his breath and turned to his crew.

"Alright people, you heard him. Move like you got a purpose." Within five minutes the crew was in separate parts of the station, except for those manning the consoles and William himself. The Pelican docked before the Phantom did, disgorging the Fleet Admiral, dressed in his white dress uniform, as well as five Spartan IV's. They were to be his bodyguards. They wore armor that appeared to be a cross of the SPI and the MJOLNIR power suits, except it was black and it had jets on the back of them and added weapons on the arms, allowing them to deploy Sentinel beams, the human version of the energy sword and an energu shield. They stood at attention as the Hunter pair and the Supreme Commander walked in. Tension filled the air immediately as old memories of battles long past entered their heads. Walking forward, Carlyle bowed to the Elite.

"Welcome aboard the Hades, Commander. Feel free to take a seat. I have some fairly important things to tell you, and though you may not believe me, I have the evidence to prove it to you." Sitting down, he nodded to the Lieutenant, who activated the holographic generator. He then proceeded to detail all the events of the war, leading up to the Second Battle of Earth and what happened. The Flood attack on High Charity and their subsequent invasion of Earth, the Covenant Civil War, Halo and it's true purpose, the Ark....and their link to the Forerunner. When he was finished, he sat back, waiting for a reaction.

The Suprmre Commander sat and listened. He learned that he would become the Arbiter, be betrayed, and that the cause he, his family, and his race had been devoted to was a sham.

"So you are telling me that everything I believe is a lie. That the sacred rings will destroy the galaxy, and that the prophets know this. Normaly I wiuld have had you stuck down for saying this, but for some reason I have always had my doubts. But now, I need everything you just told me downloaded to my ship. I must warn everybody of the Holy Rings' true purpose. I must also rveal the truth to the prophets and I will stand by your side with the full force of my vast fleet."

He Rose and boarded his Phantom. He had much to reveal to his brothers.


He returned to High Charity and told the Prophets of his discovery.

"Why do you recite these creatures hearsey?!" Asked Truth.

"Talk to them. They showed me pictures of the Ark, of the Oracles, that the true purpose of the rings was to destroy the all life that could be used by the flood. They do not send us on a Great Journey, they kill us!"

"Heratic!" Regret screamed. "You must be put to death! Hung by your entrails."

Mercy however sided with The Gaurdian. "I believe you." he quitely said. "I have always know this. Why do you not hear me preach of the Great Journey?"

"Regret seemed shocked when Truth did not say anything. " You mean that both of you knew this? Why was I not Informed? These 'humans' claim that they are the Forerunners! they must be punished for that. We shall destroy them!"

"If you do it you shall do it with out the help of my fleet. The Humans are the Forerunners and they should be allowed in the Covenant."

OOC: When you edit your post Hataria, then I'll reply, as we discussed. Until then, me and planet spaceball will continue our little plot.

IC: Carlyle nodded. "Yes I am. I apologize for ruining your faith, but it is vitally important that we prevent his from happening. The Ark is on Earth and cannot activate the rings, but the rings themselves can activate and kill us all." Upon hearing his declaration, he chuckled. "Good luck then, I will do what I can to aid you, but considering what has happened in the past, my hands may be tied." Reaching over the table, he handed him a datafile, which contained all the information. "I wish you luck, and thank you for your help. If you need anything, let me know and I will see what I can do."

He watched as the commander left and his ships exited the system. The ships in the system relaxed. The Covenant would not attack....for now. The Code Black was dumbed down to a Code Red, and the ships moved in on the scoutship and the intruding fleet at Jupiter. The Fleet Admiral sighed and ordered his ship to remain on watch for when they came back, if they did. He may have just initiated the Covenant Civil War with what he told them.

All acroos the Covenant Empire, the Prophets' voices were heard.

"Any one who is loyal to the Supreme Commander of the Fleet of Particular Justice is tyo be destroyed. All loyal ships are to report to high charity."

The elites rebeled, and killed prophets and brutes across the empire. In space the Covenant navy was in a state of civil war, Tartarus led a faction of drones, Brutes, and Jackals, which sided with the Prophets. They took over a hundred ships and many more were destroyed in the fighting. High charity became a battle ground. Millions were cought in the cross fire. Worlds burned, billions died. The Supreme Commander of the Fleet of Particular Justice led hte Elites, the Grunts and the Hunters into Battle and took High charity all execpt the Sanctum of the Hierarchs. This is where the prophets made their last stand. Tartarus and his brutes stood around the Prophets surrended by a legion of Jackals and Drones.

The Suprme Commander stood there at the front of the inumberable legions of elites and grunts. He raised his enrgy sword obove his head and roaored," This is where you lies end Truth! We shall united the galaxy under the banner of the Covenant with out you. The scared rings are a lie. they will have us burn for them while they live. If they get their way the Rings will kill the galaxy!" He then charged the Brutes cutting through the fools until he reached the Brutes.

Tartaruswalked to the front with his gravity Hammer.

He growled." And this you fool will die for you sins against the Forerunners."

He swung his hammer down hitting the ground three times and the brutes rushed the Supreme Commander in a fury.

He cut and killed in a melele that lasted for hours. He killed the last of the brutes and turned around to see High Charity, the Holiest City in the Empire smoking, and littered with bodies. The battle below him was still raging. Truth walked up to him, and said quietly," This is what you have done. Do you still think it was worth it?"

The Supreme Commander was silent for a very long time before he answered," Yes. Better to die in battle than for a lie."

He was about to kill Truth when Truth was teloported away onto a Foreunner structure inside the city that was a ship. It left the city, and as it left the forces around the city still loyal to Truth, left with them.

He stood and thought to himself. This was worth it. We have saved the lives of the Covenant and all those that would die if the halos were activate.

He turned to look over High Charity and saw the battle had finished and his forces were standing .

He lead them in a roar that shook the city to its core.


In the Sol system, the Forerunner ship and 163 Covenant war ships arrived to purge the humans and claim the Ark.

OOC:

Truth's fleet
1 ForeRunner ship
3 Regret Class Assault Carriers
20 Reverence-class Cruisers
20 CCS-class Battlecruisers
20 Penance Class Cruisers
70 Devotion Class Destroyers
30 Reverant Class Frigates

As the Covenant invaded the Sol System, initiating what would be known as the Third Battle of Earth, the Prophet of Truth would find a human armada waiting to greet him. While the Covenant had their civil war, confirmed by recon taken by prowler missions, Humanity prepared for the worst. Three hundred ships were gathered around Earth, to supplement the 300 Super MAC stations that defended the planet. The fleet was under the command of Fleet Admiral Carlyle, who led the battle from his Supercarrier, Terra's Pride, along with Fleet Admiral Johnson, who was in the Supercarrier Power of Truth. Their fleet was assembled in the space between Earth and the Covenant fleet. A war council was in session as the Covenant fleet drew closer. Fleet Admiral Carlyle and Johnson were there, Johnson by hologram, along with General Morris's hologram and the Forerunner A.I. Eternal Hope.

"Well, gentleman, the time has come. We have to face down the Covenant once again. The last prowler report tells of the victory of the Supreme Commander over Truth's forces, and has secured High Charity. We have sent him a message asking for his aid, but it will take some time. We have quite a force here, but it never hurts to have allies." He looked at them all. "Now, what is the status of our forces." Johnson replied. "Sir, we currently have 120 frigates, 100 destroyers, forty cruisers, eighteen carriers, and of course, our Supercarriers. The MAC orbital stations are ready and waiting, their Super MAC rounds and energy projectors ready to fire." Carlyle nodded.

"Very well. General Morris?" Jake stepped forward, dressed in the ODST power armor that was common amongst the elite soldiers.

"Sir, we currently have 400,00 Marines on the ground, three divisions of ODST's and the platoon of Spartan IV's. This planet is well protected. The airforce has been assembled and all vehicles, bases and installations prepped for war." The Fleet Admiral wearily turned to the A.I.

"And you?" Eternal Hope opened his eyes.

"I currently have fifty thousand Sentinels ready to defend the Ark. And I am ready to speak to the Covenant." Carlyle nodded.

"Very well. Dismissed." Everyone but the A.I. vanished. "Go ahead, old friend."

Eternal Hope took a breath and then appeared on every hologram projector in the fleet, showing himself as a Forerunner A.I., made obvious with the symbols running over his body and the language he spoke, which was Forerunner. "I am Eternal Hope, the last Forerunner A.I. existing. I implore you that you turn aside and stop this madness. Humans are the Forerunner, they are what remains of them. If you destroy them, you will be killing your gods! The Rings do not need to be activated, the Flood have eradicated for the most part, it will only result in the termination of all life. You will find nothing but shattered dreams if you continue!"

After the A.I. pleaded with the Covenant fleet, and it became apparent that they weren't going to stop, the Imperial ships deployed their interceptors and powered up their weapons. When the Covenant fleet was in range, all the cruisers, supercarriers and carriers opened up with energy projectors, criss-crossing space with eighty deadly, needle-thin energy beams. These beams aimed for the Assault Carriers and Reverence-class cruisers, two beams for one ship. One to take down the shields, the other to kill it. The fleet then accelerated forward, plasma gathering for a torpedo and turret salvo, as mAC guns heated up and Longswords accelerated forward to engage, over 1040 squadrons(squadrons being eight ships each). Behind them, the 300 orbital stations picked targets, half of them targeting the massive Forerunner ship, aiming for it's engines and prepared to fire when it came into range. Energy projectors lanced out, 600 of them, aiming for the Forerunner ship.

Deep under the ice of IO...
Kommander Foxfire stared intently at the monitor. He was the Kommander of a small research facility/outpost, drilled into the ice centuries ago. The Xiscapians have the advantage of being able to live for at least 500 years, if not more. Foxfire himself was a mere 236 years old, still young by his races standereds. There was about 100 Xiscapians at the base, with 3 transports, 4 fighters and a single cruiser named Unknown. Half the people there were scientists, the other half soldiers. Foxfire was an odd mix of both. Vids (like cameras) had been installed a few hundred years ago on and slightly beneath the moon's surface. He watched the confrontation between the solor systems residents and the new invading species. They had been scedualed to leave today. The gods must not be smiling upon him this day. To make a break for it would be suicide. The Xiscapians, though technologically centuries ahead of any of the other races, would be overwhelmed by the sheer power and numbers of the other aliens. None of the ships had any cloaking devices. They could either try to contract the aliens or wait the situation out. Foxfire stared into space. He must choose.

OOC: Xiscapia, are you in the ice on Earth or what?

Before the Covenant fleet left....

"Sir, we are detecting gravitational ruptures near the enemy vessel!" Admiral Carter watched on the viewscreen as two ships appeared out of a Wormhole, one was the shape of a bird, the other a dragon. He muttered to himself.

"Uglies things I have ever seen....Alright, people, activate the FTLi, I don't want them leaving just yet." Eight ships moved forward to engage them, setting up an FTli field which would prevent people from jumping around constantly and to stop reinforcements from coming in, or ships going out. It used gravity to disrupt the exit lanes and the structures of portals such as wormholes, who used gravity to control their shape. The eight ships, a carrier, a cruiser, and six destroyers, moved forward to engage the ships. The cruiser activated it's single energy projector, firing it's thin beam to slice away at the Condor class Gunship's engines, while the carriers double projectors did the same to the Star Wyvern's engines. Plasma heated up at the turrets and let forth a volley of white hot energy which blasted through space towards them. Their torpedo tubes fired plasma torpedoes, which locked on and began tracking the enemy ships, arcing to strike them. Longsword squadrons, fourteen of them, swarmed over at the scoutship, blasting plasma and firing armor-piercing missiles to try and destroy the ship. A wave of energy and missiles washed over the small alien task force.

Before the Covenant fleet left....

"Sir, we are detecting gravitational ruptures near the enemy vessel!" Admiral Carter watched on the viewscreen as two ships appeared out of a Wormhole, one was the shape of a bird, the other a dragon. He muttered to himself.

"Uglies things I have ever seen....Alright, people, activate the FTLi, I don't want them leaving just yet." Eight ships moved forward to engage them, setting up an FTli field which would prevent people from jumping around constantly and to stop reinforcements from coming in, or ships going out. It used gravity to disrupt the exit lanes and the structures of portals such as wormholes, who used gravity to control their shape. The eight ships, a carrier, a cruiser, and six destroyers, moved forward to engage the ships. The cruiser activated it's single energy projector, firing it's thin beam to slice away at the Condor class Gunship's engines, while the carriers double projectors did the same to the Star Wyvern's engines. Plasma heated up at the turrets and let forth a volley of white hot energy which blasted through space towards them. Their torpedo tubes fired plasma torpedoes, which locked on and began tracking the enemy ships, arcing to strike them. Longsword squadrons, fourteen of them, swarmed over at the scoutship, blasting plasma and firing armor-piercing missiles to try and destroy the ship. A wave of energy and missiles washed over the small alien task force.


The Armor was made of Remtanium, a Superhard Metal from the Remian Home Universe. It was what Protected The Ships, since Remian Ships don't have Sheilds. But the enemy was useing Plasma so Speed was to be used to escape attacks. But they were hits.

The Scout Ship was disabled and one of The Star Wyverns was hit in The engines (Luckly not The Weak Spot on The Corvettes, only The Fighters.) and there were Near hits at The Condor Gunship. one lucky hit on one of The engines caused Frozen Blood and Pieces of Remtanium to foat around. Fangdor didn't like it. But luckly, Before the enemy FTLi Activted, The Khan Came Though just as The Wormhole closed.

It was 1600 Meters long, shaped like a Shark, Armed with 6 60" Blaster Spiders (Living Walking Blaster Cannons) 20 Smaller Blaster Spiders, 40 Missile Launcher Spiders and 120 Anti-fighter Blaster Spiders. Carrying one Wing (72 Fighters= a wing) of Falcon Intercepters that were pooring out for The attack.

The Fleet lead byThe Supreme Commander of the Fleet of Particular Justice arrvied in system 70,000 km above the Solar plane, and directly above Truth's fleet.

He accesed the holo projector grid and quickly gave orders to his fleet of 362 ships. "Charge all energy projectors and Plasma Torpdoes. Target only Truth's ship, The rest shall be crushed by our combined might!"

Truth's ship took evry hit with out flinching. The sheilds held. That is when the strike from the humans hit aswell. The ship's sheilds flickered and fell. The Plasma Tropedoes from both human and the ones from the Fleet of Particular Justice hit where unable to to much damage to Truth's flagship.

The Brute Fleet fire evrything they had at the center of the Fleet of Particular Justice which destroy many ships.

Trush sat upon his throne and waited for the ship's weapons to charge. When they were, he order hem to target the Human Super Carriers.

It fired a beam that was more powerful than 20 energy projects, than dozens of plasma torpedoes. However, A frigate from the Fleet of Particular Justice had decide to ram it while the sheidls were down. The got as close as they could to ship and overload the plasma coils on impact. It disabled the weapon beofre even fraction of the enrgy was released. The front tip of Truth's ship was crumpled inward by the blast. This destroyed the shield generator. The next slavo of Energy projectors hit their mark, a signle 100 meter diamter circle near the ear of the craft which melted through many layers of armor entering the hull which was then targeted by plasma. They hit the same 100 meter circle. The fleet alternated between erygy projectors and plasma for 10 minutes until the brute fleet had fired againwhich took a large chuck of ships out of the battle.

They then concentrate pn the Brutes and decimated them, down to a dozen ships. These ships raced to catch up with Truth's ships which was most faster. But when they got there His ship's engine had been disabled leaving it dead in space.

The Human fleet watched with satisfaction as their energy projectors ripped into the enemy fleet and their salvo of plasma impacted with the Forerunner ship. Carlyle was surprised by how much damage the Forerunner ship could take. Clenching his hands, he prepared for the rest of the battle. The Fleet Admiral was heartened to see the Supreme Commander's fleet appear to attack Truth's fleet, giving him no chance of ever getting through to Earth., there was just too many ships outnumbering him. An officer yelled out. "Sir, the Forerunner ship is charging up it's energy projector. Energy readings are off the scale...."

"Brace for impact!" Carlyle roared. The Covenant frigate which impacted with the Forerunner ship, causing only a fraction of the beam to hit Terra's Pride, and disabled the shield generator of Truth's ship. The ship rocked and sparks rained over the crew as the sound of a bell being smacked sounded through out the ship. Clutching the desk in front of him, he turned to face his crew. "Report!"

"Sir, shields are down to 65%. Plasma conduits on decks 3, 14, 57 are fried, rerouting power now....plasma venting cooling...sealing off now." Looking up at the combat screen, he saw that Truth's ship was now dead in space and only a dozen Brute ships were left. The 300 ship fleet launched it's MAC guns at the ships as well as powering up and firing another salvo of torpedoes and plasma blasts, and firing their pulse laser arrays and hundreds of Archer missiles at the remaining Brute ships. Under that massive salvo, the ships would be annihilated, and that was only his salvo.

Before the Covenant invasion, at Jupiter, the battlegroup saw the scouts fleeing their ships and gave chase, until they saw the twenty-ship enemy battlegroup guarding the scoutships. "Captain Veresai, the enemy has enlisted aid of more ships. We are outnumbered!" Veresai clasped his hands behind his back.

"Very well, send a message to HIGHCOM requesting reinforcements. Meanwhile, we shall engage the enemy. Power up shields and weapon systems, I want to be ready to fight as soon as possible, and activate the FTLi system." As they followed the enemy ships towards Jupiter, they powered up weapons and activated the field, which prevented the ships from leaving or others coming in.

"Sir, they have begun cloaking."

"Switching over to gravitic sensors." The screen shifted to a dark green color and the enemy ships appeared in light blue colors.

"MAC capacitors powering up....plasma turrets and torpedo tubes gathering plasma....pulse lasers ready to fire sir. Energy projectors locked on target. Archer missiles ready and waiting to fire on your command."

Veresai sat down in his chair and clutched the handles. "Send firing solutions to the fleet and....FIRE!" The carrier aimed its two energy projectors at one carrier, while firing its sixteen plasma turrets and fourteen torpedoes amongst the enemy carriers, the torpedoes locking on and tracking the enemy. The cruiser fired its single energy projector at a cruiser, while unleashing a salvo of twelve plasma blasts, and ten tracking plasma torpedoes into the group of cruiser. The eight destroyers fired a salvo of seven plasma blasts each, thirty-five in all, at the five destroyers. The carrier fired hundreds of Archers missiles into the carrier group, the cruiser into the cruiser group and the destroyers into the destroyer group.

Meanwhile, another battlegroup was gathering at Earth and preparing to make a mass Slipspace jump to reinforce the battlegroup engaging the Zactarnian Task Force.

The Brute Fleet raced toward Earth seeing Truth's ship disabled. Tartarus was on board the last Assualt Carrier. He stood on the bridge watching his fleet crumble around him.

"We must get to Earth. Target all ships in this area with every plasma torpedoe in the fleet. Then target the defense platforms in this area." The Brute chieftan growled. He selected an area above North America. "When you get there target all population centers with plasma. Then move over toward this area and do the same. I want not a signle one le-" His ship was hit from 5 MAC rounds, the shields fell after 3 and the other 2 hit the nose. His fleet was destroyed when the rest of the salvo hit the fleet. all that was left was blobs of metal and shatered reeains of starships.

Truth's ship was closed in on by the Fleet of Particular Justice.

The Gaurdian sent a message to Truth. "Surrender, and we will leave you on a back water planet with your brutes." His NAV officer, looked at him in suprise. " Are you really going to let them off for leading us astray for thousands of years?" The Suprme Commander was silent for a moment." No when we leave him there, the planet will be glassed." he said quitely.

With No reply from Truth's ship, The Gaurdian launched boarding craft by the hundreds. The ship was mostly empty because truth had ordered most of the crew to the fron tof the ship where the weapons were to force the elites that knew how to operate it were being held.

The gaudian himself confronted truth in his quarters in the middle of ship.
"This is where you die, Truth."

Truth said nothing. He was struck down with another word. The few remaining brutes onboard had died in the fighting to get to truth.

The Guardian left the ship to return to his flagship. He left the boarding forces to sercue the ship and repair it so it could return to High charity when the reactors detonated, killing everyolne onboard and the 3 dozen warships surrounding it.

OOC: Dude, I fired all my weapons at your dozen remaining Brute ships, they should be dead, vaporized. That and I doubt twelve ships would make it past 300 orbital platforms, especially since they have shielding as well.

OOC: Dude, I fired all my weapons at your dozen remaining Brute ships, they should be dead, vaporized. That and I doubt twelve ships would make it past 300 orbital platforms, especially since they have shielding as well.

OOC: I RPed him giving orders, but not his fleet carring them out. It was implied his fleet was detroyed.

OOC: Ah my bad. Okay then....

IC: Fleet Admiral Carlyle watched the Brute fleet wither under their hail of fire. It was as predicted; the struggles of their generation had succeeded in making the Earth the most fortified planet in this system, especially against the Covenant. Turning to the sensor station, he barked out. "Report! What is the status of the Fleet and of the Fleet of Particular Justice?" The man typed in commands and data scrolled across the screen.

"Sir, our ship seems to have been the only one damaged. We currently have engineer teams working on fixing those, at least until we can go into a shipyard. The Supreme Commanders fleet has surrounded the Prophet of Truth's ship and is currently boarding it. They will soon secure it at the rate they are going and-" He was cut off mid-sentence as they saw the Forerunner ship explode, killing all aboard and wiping out thirty-six ships. Carlyle gritted his teeth; the Supreme Commander has suffered many losses in his war, and he was going to see to it that they fulfilled their part in helping them....as long as the Imperium was kept safe and the Covenant did not try anything. He wanted to help the Elites, but his allegiance to Earth came first. They watched as the explosion died down and he nodded to Comm.

"Open a channel to the Supreme Commander's flagship."

"Channel open, sir." His face appeared again on the Supreme Commander's flagship.

"Greetings. I congratulate you on your victory and thank you for coming to our aid. The Prophets have been defeated and the threat of the Halos is no more, now that the truth has been known. If you wish, I can arrange to have convoys bring you materials and workers to help rebuild your Empire? It would help to put the memories of the war behind us, and I promised to do what I can."

The fleet saw the oncoming ship fire. The topedo fire and turret barage bounced off the highly shielded ships. The Fleet began to split and divide ina tactical maneuver to surrpund the enemy ships. The destroyers turned their attention to the enemy's destroyers and unleashed a barrage of TurboLaser cannon fire. Meanwhile the cruisers began firing QuadLaser shots at the enemy fleet.

"Commander how long do we have until relay gets to the homeworld?" asked Lieutenant Gh'ey,ow.

"That depends.....Vaclavious is under pressure to retake his empire. We are in a civil war at home....we can only pray Jenrak can spare reinforcements." The commander sat in the bridge of the large destroyer sipping tea. Lasers firing in the distance.

"I think I shall take a nap..." he murmurred to himself just finishing his tea

OOC: Stop right there. I'm calling bullshit on this. Mind telling me how a ships shields can just "reflect" burning plasma that burns as hot as the sun? And the fact that my ships are high quality. You are not getting out of an attack like that with a simple "they don't work on me".

Also, I have a question for you, how many ships do you have? Cause your population is eight million right now, and if we go with the 1000 ships per billion rule, you could have eight ships max, considering your 8 million pop, UNLESS you dumb down the power of your ships to allow more. And since you have 25, that means your ships are lesser quality. Mine are higher quality, so my weapons WOULD have an effect. And by effect, I mean ripping them apart.

So, if you don't mind, I think you have some editing to do unless you have a good reason for this.

One of The Scout Ships was scouting out a planet and lissening in on The Alien ComNets. The Crew was made up of Leoians, Lion Like Remians. Capitan Kenya Shapia Soon sent a Report.

"It Appears that we have found a Large Alien Empire known as 'The Covenant'" Shapia said, She was a Good looking Female Leoian and part of House Kenya (OOC: Leoian Remians have their First Name Last) "They are Powerful by The way it looks, We think that These are more Deadly then the other Aliens and Should Be Attacked first."

Remian Home Dimension

MegalosAdmiral Pantapianus Maxamus, a Smiledonian Palaeologus talked to Shapia. "Very Good." The Saber Tooth Cat like Remian said, all Palaeologus Remians were like The Prehistoric Animals and they were The Oldest of the Remians. "The Empress would be pleased with this." He looked out the View Port of his Star Fort, a Moble saucer Shaped Space Station over 111,390 km wide with Large Towers on The Top and bottom of It. It was The Flagships of The Remian Fleets. The Remians were getting ready for The invasion.

OOC: Stop right there. I'm calling bullshit on this. Mind telling me how a ships shields can just "reflect" burning plasma that burns as hot as the sun? And the fact that my ships are high quality. You are not getting out of an attack like that with a simple "they don't work on me".

Also, I have a question for you, how many ships do you have? Cause your population is eight million right now, and if we go with the 1000 ships per billion rule, you could have eight ships max, considering your 8 million pop, UNLESS you dumb down the power of your ships to allow more. And since you have 25, that means your ships are lesser quality. Mine are higher quality, so my weapons WOULD have an effect. And by effect, I mean ripping them apart.

So, if you don't mind, I think you have some editing to do unless you have a good reason for this.

OOC: Who are you talking to?

OOC: Zactarn Prime.

Among all the chaos of the battle and the saber-rattling of the Mon-Keigh, it was s doubtful they had noticed the lonely presence of an Eldar scout ship, almost beyond the range of their sensors. Farseer Tereah was lucky enough to have been aboard the small expeditionary ship into this undocumented part of the Galaxy.

Tereah, while normally disinterested in the sporadic wars that plagued the inferior species of the Galaxy was intrigued this time. The introduction of new races, and the revivals of old disdains was something she did not normally have the pleasure of seeing first hand.

She commanded the scout ship to move gingerly closer to the other ships, as if they wanted to make their presence known...

OOC: Do I know you? Craftworld Ra-Ithen sounds familiar....Also, are you in the Sol system?

OOC: Do I know you? Craftworld Ra-Ithen sounds familiar....Also, are you in the Sol system?

((OOC: Maybe, I'm not sure my self. But it's possible our paths have crossed before. And yeah, I am.))

OOC: Hmmm....strange. And okay, just wanted to know

IC: They were wrong, as they were detected. Due to the Code Red that had been declared once it was realized that the Covenant rebels were going to attack, all Sensor stations were put on high alert, including the Hades, which had started all of the confusion and battles that had occurred. Obeying HIGHCOM, William had his crew constantly scanning the system and the nearby ones for any disturbance, so when the gravity disturbances made by the Eldar ship in space were detected by the station, the Commander was notified immediately, and he sent a highly-encrypted and secret message to HIGHCOM. Again, the Razor, an Imperial prowler, was sent out to meet this ship, along with two other prowlers in case it turned hostile.

Around the ship, Slipspace ruptures opened in a flash, and three prowlers appeared. Lieutenant Jacobs, captain of the Razor tiredly opened a channel to the Eldar ship. It was crazy how many races were coming in, violating their space and brazenly appearing in the heart of the Imperium. He was going to recommend locking the system down to all but Imperial traffic after all this was over. On the Eldar speakers, his voice was heard.

"Unknown vessel, I am Lieutenant Jacobs of the Imperial Navy. You are trespassing Imperium space. Identify yourself and state your reason for being here. Any funny business will not be tolerated, and we will not hesitate to defend ourselves, should we be attacked."

The lone frigate floated through the violet gauze of T-Space. The misty purple structures were extremely misleading. Those cotton-like wisps would tear apart any known matter even if they glanced across the surface. If it wasn’t for the shielding of the ship, it would have been shredded and spread across several dimensions within the first few seconds of Uplifting into T-Space.

“Captain, I am detecting an energy wave. The fluctuations within its structure seem to be contained to a peculiar wavelength.”

“What is the source of the pattern?”

“It appears to be a system out of the way a little over two hundred light years away.”

“That far? How strong was its source to have lasted over two centuries and still be detectable? Inform Command and request back-up. If it is a weapon of some sort we need to discover it. We don’t want anyone to use something that might cause so much destruction.”

“Message sent.”

“Send in a request to The Pitt for Wormhole transfer.”

“Sending request now Sir.”

The crew waited for the answer expecting the requited wormhole to form in a few seconds. The only thing that happened was the signal indicator on the Comm panel lighting up with a transmission alert.

“Request was denied. Incoming transmission from Command. They are ordering us to hold position until the rest of the Battlegroup arrives.”

“I see, hold position here. Continue to run scans on the energy wave and upload the results to Command.”

“Yes Sir.”


Several minutes later several other ships began to arrive from different vectors converging on the spot the frigate was waiting and T-Space became more crowded quite fast. Other frigates, destroyers, cruisers, battleships, and the command carrier of the Battlegroup arrived in groups of two and three. Together the entire Battlegroup Emerged into Real space and awaited the wormhole that would take them within a few light years of the Origin. They were to proceed Uplifted to determine the situation and then take appropriate actions once they were on site.




Ten minutes later:


The wormhole tore itself open and disgorged the Battlegroup. The Avatar Carrier was immediately surrounded by its escorts of two Impaler Battleships, four Infiltrator Cruisers, four Interceptor Destroyers, and eight Infernal Frigates.
Aboard The Azrael, the Avatar Carrier, Commander Se’Vir was reading the latest data on the energy wave. It seemed to interest the people back home enough to scramble the entire Battlegroup. He knew there was something they were worried about otherwise they would have simply sent in a frigate or destroyer at most, to check things out.

“Send the order to the Battlegroup to uplift and then proceed to the edge of the target system. We will remain outside the target zone until it is determined it is safe to enter the system.”

“Yes Sir, relaying orders.

The eighteen ships simply vanished as their mass was transferred from Real Space into T-Space, or the 7th dimension. They faded into the violet cloudscape of Dimensional Space and quickly sped off in the direction of the mysterious system.

“Sir, approaching the target zone.”

“ETA?”

“Two minutes.”

“Set up complete scans of the entire system upon arrival. Keep the Battlegroup within T-Space but space the frigates around the system. I want one posted every 45 degrees around the system edge. Place two of the cruisers above and below the system. Link all sensor systems together to get a total view of everything within there. Relay the feeds to my situation room.”

“Yes Sir, orders relayed to the ships.”

As the task force approached, the frigates and two of the cruisers broke off and took positions around the system as directed. Within minutes Commander Se’Vir was viewing the situation that was occurring within the system. It was difficult to determine the cause for the fighting but it was apparent the humans were the residents to the system while the three or four other aliens were intruding. It looked like the most hostile group was being confronted by another force of human ships. One of the alien groups was just finishing firing upon what appeared to be a separate group of their own forces. There was a strong electromagnetic signal from the moon of one of the gas giants and elsewhere there was what was easily detectable ship that was engaging some sort of stealth device but their Dimensional as well as their Gravitational footprint was easily seen. The display also tagged each ship with the sensor data and determined there were several different electronic transponders being used by all the forces, each for their own species. Using these Shipmind was able to sort each force into different color coded represented each different force in their own color.

“Shipmind, what is the tactical summery of the situation? Apply the energy wave into the formula.”

“Yes Commander. It appears the Humans are the native race in the system. Sensors show the system is almost an exact copy of our Sol system to the point there could be a 98.4% degree of similarity. The moon of IO appears to house an old installation that dates back a couple centuries but the oldest society in the system is clearly the humans. Their structures and the excavations they have done easily predate the energy wave. Furthermore, if you extrapolate the data we gathered on the wave, it coincides with the position of the third planet instead of just in its orbital path. It suggests the wave emanated from the third planet and not some enemy vessel that was invading. We are receiving strange sensor data from the planet itself so the greatest gain we can hope to get out of this situation is to see if the residents would like our assistance until we determine the nature of the source of the wave-front activity we detected.”

“Excellent suggestion. Instruct all ships to hold their positions until further notice. Prepare to send a message to the humans offering our assistance. Make sure it is a tight beam so no others can pick up on the transmission.”

“Yes Sir.”

A couple minutes later the message was sent to the struggling humans. It was a strong signal but it’s source seemed to be outside the system but other than that, it was untraceable.

Greetings.

We have noticed your struggles against several groups of invaders. We would like to offer our assistance in the hopes of starting good relations between our two nations.

If you decide you do not wish to accept our offer, we will turn around and leave. Please let us know so you do not suffer needless causalities.

Commander Se’Vir
The Azrael
The Balrogga Empire




OOC:

FYI: I was invited

Bump

Fleet Admiral Carlyle sat wearily in his command chair, a hand over his eyes. The past few weeks had just been hectic and he wanted nothing more than to just be allowed to relax. All these new races were getting on his nerves, they seemed to not notice how well-defended this system was and that the Imperium was not going to tolerate any intrusion without permission. After all the crap they were pulling, he was just about ready to just order all intruders in the system be destroyed on sight, so they could finally get some peace and quiet. An officer walked up, hesitating to report on what he had found, since the Admiral did not seem to be in the mood to be bothered. “Go ahead, Ensign. I'm not going to bite.” The officer jumped back a little startled before returning to normal, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

“Y-Yes sir. We have gotten data from the Hades. Apparently another new race has appeared. However, they are not acting as....rashly as the other ones; they are moving in slowly, as if they want us to notice them and initiate contact. HIGHCOM was notified of this new entry ten minutes ago and they sent the prowler task force under Lieutenant Jacobs to deal with that.” The ensign held out a datapad and the Admiral accepted it, flicking through the data, reading the reports. A call from the sensor station pulled him from it, however.

“Sir, we have an incoming message, tight-beam!” Carlyle frowned. They could have just walked up to him and told him. He was going to have to lecture them on not being so high-strung.

“Well, who is it from?”

“That's the problem, sir. We don't know the source, and we haven't opened it yet. The Hades received the transmission and sent it to us.” The ensign at the comm then looked at his screen and froze. The officer at the navigation station reached over and looked at what was on her screen.

“It would appear that there are around nineteen ships hanging around just outside the system, sir.”

Carlyle was stunned. “Why were they not detected before?”

The navigation officer looked again at the report. “Well, it would appear that Lieutenant Young states that the sensors detected some sort of energy surge, but were unable to pinpoint their location until the tightbeam message was sent. Obviously very high tech ships we are dealing with here, sir.”

Carlyle sighed and collected himself. “Show me the message. The screen flickered and then the message blinked on:


Greetings.

We have noticed your struggles against several groups of invaders. We would like to offer our assistance in the hopes of starting good relations between our two nations.

If you decide you do not wish to accept our offer, we will turn around and leave. Please let us know so you do not suffer needless causalities.

Commander Se’Vir
The Azrael
The Balrogga Empire

The Fleet Admiral was surprised by his good luck. A powerful nation was asking if they could aid them and begin good relations? Turning to the comm officer, he returned to his seat and opened a tightbeam channel. “Open sir.” Taking a breath, he sent a reply.

Greetings,

We thank you for your offer and gladly accept. We have been plagued by random nations sending ships here that we don't want and have been trying to get rid of them. But, its like trying to get rid of bugs, they never go away. Feel free to enter the system and aid us in getting rid of our problem. We look forward to initiating relations. Enclosed with this message is the data for the two nuisances that we are trying to eliminate.

Fleet Admiral Carlyle
Terra's Pride
The Imperium of Terra

"Unknown vessel, I am Lieutenant Jacobs of the Imperial Navy. You are trespassing Imperium space. Identify yourself and state your reason for being here. Any funny business will not be tolerated, and we will not hesitate to defend ourselves, should we be attacked."

The Farseer cleared her voice as she prepared to respond. Putting on her best coy, innocent voice.

"Oh dear, is that so? My apologies to who ever this may be...myself and those under my command were merely on a scouting mission for our homeworld. We have no belligerent intentions toward you or your territory, Lieutenant Jacobs. But would you mine telling me...who's sovereign territory are we violating, exactly?"

Lieutenant Jacobs looked at his crew and his eyes narrowed. The voice he just heard was something akin to when his teenage daughter tried to weasle him for more cash or to get to be out later. Turning back to the comm, he replied. "Well...ma'am, I represent the Imperium of Terra, whose space you have just invaded. I suppose we could let this slide for once, however, I will require that you come with me and speak to my superiors. We have had several intrusions and are dealing with them now, so we aren't very tolerant of invaders right now. Follow us, please." His voice was subtle enough to project suspicion but not send any heavy warning signs. He wasn't buying into her innocent act. His prowler turned and began to head to earth, while one took up the rear position and one to her left.

Tereah sighed.All the Mon-Keigh she had encountered during her time were either stupidly gullible, or annoying suspicious. This man appeared to be of the later brand. She turned to the Eldar pilots, and gave a nod of approval before turning back to the console.

"Very well, as you wish Lieutenant. My apologies, once more."

Nodding, the Lieutenant cut off of the comm and the task force proceeded to head to the planet. The Lieutenants prowler lead her to the Terra's Pride, where it then veered off to join the other prowlers heading off to another assignment. HIGHCOM had decided to send prowlers out to investigate the galaxy, seeking to find some allies in case they had to face more invasions or intrusions. On her comm screen, the face of Fleet Admiral Carlyle appeared. He looked her over, raising an eyebrow. He didn't look suspicious, merely curious. "Greetings to you, I am Fleet Admiral Carlyle. I have been told you are here on a scouting expedition. If you don't mind, I would like you to identify what nation you are part of, so that if you like you can be approved to pass through here unmolested, and we can give you data for your scouting trip if you so desire."

Remian Home Dimension.

MegalosAdmiral Pantapianus Maxamus was more then ready for The Invasion, World had it that one of their Battlships were Missing. The Grand Imperious Ruler her self had soon sent word to all Commanders in The Fleet. The Invasion was to start at once.

Pantapianus soon ordered all Ships to start prepareing for The Invasion and sent a Messenge to one of the Scouts.

Near The Planet Harvest

one Scout, Cloaked was soon near The Outer Colony of Harvest, as the ComOfficer had Decoded from The alien "Hue-mons" Langauge. The Scout also found a Military installation also. The 'Huemons' seemed to have 20 Worlds under their rule.

The Remian had a Plan. By The way it looked, The Aliens known as The Covenant were more a danger to The Remian Invasion then The 'Huemons', but The 'huemons' were also a Danger, so The First Target of The Invasion would Be The 'Huemon' world of Harvest.

The Scout Ship continued to scan the system.

((OOC: Just so we're clear, this is (http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/9092/farseer1dz5.jpg) what she looks like.))

Tereah put her arms on her hips and looked at Carlyle directly. She made sure to make eye contact in order to appear as honest as possible.

"My name is Farseer Tereah, and I am an agent of Kionash Ra-Ithen. And we, are Eldar. You may or may not have knowledge of our kind, but I assure you we are not a malicious race, and we mean you no harm."

In the Sol System...

Carlyle raised his eyebrows, gazing at her. "Well, forgive if we offended you, but considering we have been dealing with three hostile forces, so we have been on edge. And two of those forces were hostile scout groups so....." He paused. "Kionash Ra-Ithen of the Eldar, eh? Never heard of you but I suppose a new time for everything. Alright, I believe your claim. Just know that I will take measures to protect my people in case we come to....conflict." He steepled his hands.

"So, what do you want in this system?"

At Harvest....

Again, the Remians chose an ill-spot to send their ships. Harvest, having been the first planet to be glassed by the Covenant, had become fairly well protected. It had sixty Super MAC cannons and at the time, around forty ships in system. The situation at Earth had alerted the Imperium that something was up and everything had been moved up to Code Red, and forces were mobilizing for battle. The ships were now constantly patrolling the space in the system, scanning every five minutes for any disturbances.

One such ship, the Relentless Justice, a frigate, noticed something amiss in the gravity of space. Sending a warning message to CENTCOM on the planet, he moved in to investigates, scanners targeting the space the ship was in. They didn't know it was there yet, but it was a matter of time before they located it at this rate...

At Harvest....

Again, the Remians chose an ill-spot to send their ships. Harvest, having been the first planet to be glassed by the Covenant, had become fairly well protected. It had sixty Super MAC cannons and at the time, around forty ships in system. The situation at Earth had alerted the Imperium that something was up and everything had been moved up to Code Red, and forces were mobilizing for battle. The ships were now constantly patrolling the space in the system, scanning every five minutes for any disturbances.

One such ship, the Relentless Justice, a frigate, noticed something amiss in the gravity of space. Sending a warning message to CENTCOM on the planet, he moved in to investigates, scanners targeting the space the ship was in. They didn't know it was there yet, but it was a matter of time before they located it at this rate...

It was Time........

The Scout Ship soon sent the data to The Main Fleets of over 6,200 Capital and Colony Ships. and also The Code that It was time.

Back in The Old Dimension, Pantapianus soon got The order......Start The Invasion. "Send The Ion Ships," He said, "Sixty one of them."

Near Harvest.

Then It started. a Large Wormhole Opened up, It was Large and Green, Glowing like a sun. Out of it, Sixty-one things came out. They looked like Large Cuttlefish, 700 Meters long. these Things came out of The wormhole.

What The Aliens didn't know was that a Jamming Signal was being sent from The wormhole.

One of The Cuttlefish like things headed for The frigate.

The Lich felt its mind roaming across the whirling torrents of the Twisting Nether, as it had long ago and would probably continue to do so. It had been long since he had last walked the Nether in flesh, as it were, or even with his mind. He still remembered the days when he had been flesh, a Shaman and a soldier upon beautified Draenor. Then the Legion had come.

They had seen entire worlds burn in their fury, seen their race become a shadow, a husk driven by bloodlust, madness and hate. He had sided with wise Ner'zhul, bending all their power towards breaking free. And they had. With their elemental power, and the might of Ner'zhul, bringing even the fel arts of the Legion to bear, they had escaped into the Nether, sending innumerable Demons and corrupted Orcs into the depths of Hell.

But they had not truly escaped.

Found. Tortured, their bodies rent and broken by the vile Kil'Jaeden, they had been destroyed and remade. Liches, forever enslaved by the iron will of the Lich King, bound to his service and to the glories of his name. They had fought again for the Legion, till again they had known freedom. Now Quel'thelas, Northrend, Graveholme, all stood as symbols of the might of a new order.

The Scourge.

The Lich hissed. Something tore through the very fabric of existence, shattering what should be in a single moment of fire and blood. He saw the universe bleeding, weeping with flame and power as something violated it, as dirty as a virus or a parasite, like a rapist defiling this plane. Could it be the Legion? Some immense gateway to bring forth their forces?

He let his mind drift, focussing....This would require further investigation. He turned, bones clacking as he moved upwards from his prone position, energy crackling about his skeletal form as he gestured with his hand, a wall alighting with countless arcane sigils, bleeding into reality as a doorway appeared. The Lich King would know of this...

The Anomaly

Reality seemed to stretch thin, almost bubbling as the immense ship-form forced its way into space once more. It was enormous, part city, part warship, part battlestation. The Necropolis was meant to be a mobile extension of the Lich King's might and will. Immense beyond reckoning, its body studded with immense magical relays, shield hubs, weapons instruments and other techno-arcane curiosities, it dwarved many other ships in its singular might.

Unlike other vessels, the Necropolis was unfettered by the need for life support, its crew and soldiery largely among the Undead as it was. Death Knight Davias Cruelblade stood upon the deck, his armor aglow with ungents and potions, bleeding into the runes of devotion that marked his allegience to the Scourge.

He had been a warrior king once, ruler of a broken and feral world, fighting other clans for food and land, till he had been taken, remade, deified by the Lich King, his only true God. He had fought for blood and glory in his past life, now he fought only for the glories of the Scourge. He almost laughed as he looked at the ships that emerged from the singularity.

They would probably need a net. And a pot.

Two other vessels tore into existence, like immense pillars of intertwined ship, city and weapon. Nerubian Hive-vessels, the great harbingers of the Crypt Fiend hordes. Each was used in orbital assault and planetary conquest, able to disgorge uncounted hordes of conventional Undead and Undead Nerubian Warriors, each bound to the will of a glorious Crypt Lord.

This is the Necropolis Livingbreaker and attendant vessels of the Nerubian Hivefleets, Death of Nerub and Venom of Tutrath'Akris.

In the name of the Scourge and the Lich King, we have come to investigate the canker in the firmament. What are these interlopers? Identify yourselves in His Name!

"All power to our shields, weapons ready. The same to the Hiveships. I will not be caught unawares by these interlopers or by the accursed living"

OOC: Glacier, where are you exactly?

The Relentless Justice and the rest of the fleet in the system noticed the wormhole as it began to open and began to gather in front of the wormhole, the planet defense preparing for battle. The fleet activated their Slipspace drives and they all appeared at the location in front of the fleet coming out of the wormhole. It was made up of fifteen frigates, eleven destroyers, eight cruisers, and five carriers. Fleet Admiral Haldar was there in his carrier Shadow's Wrath, watching the battle.

"Status on the enemy fleet?"

"Sir, they appear to be the same ships that have appeared in the Sol System."

"Have we notified HIGHCOM?"

"We tried, sir, but we are being jammed." The Admiral gazed at the screen. There was only one thing making the jamming since the enemy ships had not changed their energy signature indicating they were doing anything but moving. The wormhole must be generating it.

"They obviously haven't learned. Activate the FTli of the fleet, and we will break their jamming. Once that is done, send out a call for the rest of the ships in this sector, and notify HIGHCOM. They will want to know."

"Yes sir." The fleet activated their gravitic FTLi generators, and it wrapped the entire system in it's distorting field. The wormhole would be feeling the effects soon and the bridge crew soon saw the jamming effect go down.

"Sir, we are able to send a message out. Sending now......sent. Earth and the other Fleet Admirals know about it. Also, the other ships in this sector have been notified and say they are on their way. The closest should be here in about six minutes."

He sighed. "Well, until then, we shall begin fighting this enemy force. All cruisers and carriers, activate your energy projectors, while all frigates and destroyers, activate your MAC cannons. Fire on my mark." The fleet powered up, energy gathering into the projectors and the magnetic coils powering up for a MAC barrage. Targeting data flickered on the board until it locked on. "FIRE!"

Energy projectors lanced out, eighteen of them, two to each ship, aiming at nine ships in total. Thirty-seven MAC rounds, lined with plasma, blasted through space, aiming for a ship each. As this was fired, plasma weapons were being powered up and missiles locked. Longsword squadrons began to deploy, as the battle was just beginning and pilots were still heading for their ships.

OOC: Wherever that big wormhole thingy was...

OOC: Glacier, where are you exactly?

The Relentless Justice and the rest of the fleet in the system noticed the wormhole as it began to open and began to gather in front of the wormhole, the planet defense preparing for battle. The fleet activated their Slipspace drives and they all appeared at the location in front of the fleet coming out of the wormhole. It was made up of fifteen frigates, eleven destroyers, eight cruisers, and five carriers. Fleet Admiral Haldar was there in his carrier Shadow's Wrath, watching the battle.

"Status on the enemy fleet?"

"Sir, they appear to be the same ships that have appeared in the Sol System."

"Have we notified HIGHCOM?"

"We tried, sir, but we are being jammed." The Admiral gazed at the screen. There was only one thing making the jamming since the enemy ships had not changed their energy signature indicating they were doing anything but moving. The wormhole must be generating it.

"They obviously haven't learned. Activate the FTli of the fleet, and we will break their jamming. Once that is done, send out a call for the rest of the ships in this sector, and notify HIGHCOM. They will want to know."

"Yes sir." The fleet activated their gravitic FTLi generators, and it wrapped the entire system in it's distorting field. The wormhole would be feeling the effects soon and the bridge crew soon saw the jamming effect go down.

"Sir, we are able to send a message out. Sending now......sent. Earth and the other Fleet Admirals know about it. Also, the other ships in this sector have been notified and say they are on their way. The closest should be here in about six minutes."

He sighed. "Well, until then, we shall begin fighting this enemy force. All cruisers and carriers, activate your energy projectors, while all frigates and destroyers, activate your MAC cannons. Fire on my mark." The fleet powered up, energy gathering into the projectors and the magnetic coils powering up for a MAC barrage. Targeting data flickered on the board until it locked on. "FIRE!"

Energy projectors lanced out, eighteen of them, two to each ship, aiming at nine ships in total. Thirty-seven MAC rounds, lined with plasma, blasted through space, aiming for a ship each. As this was fired, plasma weapons were being powered up and missiles locked. Longsword squadrons began to deploy, as the battle was just beginning and pilots were still heading for their ships.


The Ion Ships were blasted to Pieces, but The Efects on The Wormhole by The enemy FTLi wasn't going to stop The Rest of The Fleet Thw Wormhole closed and then Reopened Outside The FTLi Field, They were coming though.

There were Ships of Many types and shapes. 6,200 Capital Ships from Frigates to Large Star Forts, Colony Ships and Factory Ships were Behind this Fleet. In font of this Fleet was more Ion Ships, their Living Skin Flashing like lightning. The Fleet Behind them were safe.......It was The Front of The Ship that was more deadly.

Soon a Glow from them started up and them a Blue Beem fired at The 'Huemon' Ships. This Beem was a EMP Beem that would disable a ship. The Beems were targeting The enemy Ships.

“Commander, we are receiving a return message from the natives.”

“Show me.”

The message was quickly rerouted to Se’Vir’s panel and he listened intently.

Greetings,

We thank you for your offer and gladly accept. We have been plagued by random nations sending ships here that we don't want and have been trying to get rid of them. But, its like trying to get rid of bugs, they never go away. Feel free to enter the system and aid us in getting rid of our problem. We look forward to initiating relations. Enclosed with this message is the data for the two nuisances that we are trying to eliminate.

Fleet Admiral Carlyle
Terra's Pride
The Imperium of Terra


“Well, this makes things a lot easier, we have been invited in. Contact the frigates and have three of them meet with The Desire at the coordinates provided by Admiral Carlyle. The rest of the ships will rendezvous with The Azrael near The Terra’s Pride. Before you send the order, open a channel to The Terra’s Pride. Also send a continous data feed to Command of our situation.”

“Yes Sir.”

We have received your invitation and we will enter your system. I will dispatch some vessels to deal with the trouble spot you indicated and the rest will accompany me to a position not far from your ship. Be advised, there will be considerable gravitational disturbances so don’t worry, we are not attacking. Pleas warn your other vessel that are battling the intruders. We can coordinate our attacks and defenses better if we can meet.

Commander Se’Vir
The Azrael


“Yes Sir, relaying your orders.”

“Initiate transference.”

The fleet split up and met at two points in the system while remaining within T-Space. The primary group settled near The Terra’s Pride about two light seconds away. The Avatar Carrier (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/avatar.jpg) was flanked by its two Impaler Battleships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonbattleship2.jpg) as well as four Infiltrator Cruisers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/Infiltrator1.jpg) and three Interceptor Destroyers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/interceptor.jpg). Finally there were five Infernal Frigates (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonfrigate.jpg)forming the outer shell of the escort formation.

The ships made their passage from T-Space and Emerged into Real Space.

The first thing noticeable is they were not kidding when they said there would be "noticeable gravitational disturbances". If they had not been warned, the human’s sensors would have been thrown completely awry because each vessel detected as having the mass of a small star (due to the singularity in their power cores). The energy reading off each ship almost hit the top of the sensor limits.

The ships held perfectly still, their gravimetric drives keeping them in position as they awaited their hosts expected sensor scan of their vessels. If the humans were in one of the Imperial systems, they would scan the heck out of them to see if they could determine what the humans ate. The results of the scans would show only the carrier was hollow; the majority of the other ships were solid structures, almost like drones. The 3000 meter Azrael easily dwarfed the massive 160 meter battleships, massive only when compared to the rest of the capital ships there. The Cruisers were only 140 meters and the Destroyers were sized at 120 meters. The frigates only measured in at 60 meters. For such small ships, they sure seemed to be putting out a lot of power. A singular message was sent to The Terra’s Pride.

We are here.




At the same time:


The secondary grouping consisted of three Infernal Frigates and a single Interceptor Destroyer. They positioned themselves separated a bit away from both the shark-like Kahn and the defender’s ships. One of the frigates positioned itself alongside The Kahn, one behind and above the ship, and yet the third below and slightly to the side. There were no firing positions that would result in friendly fire. The Desire, an Interceptor Class Destroyer positioned itself directly in front of the behemoth. All positions were out of range of the point defenses of both groupings.

Aboard The Desire, Captain Ka’Oss sent orders to his crew.

“Ready all weapons to fire. I want the shields at full strength. As soon as we Emerge, open Comms and transmit this message and afterwards take us to full power. Have the frigates follow suit.”

He was answered by several “Yes Sir’s” as they hurried to carry out his orders.

When the ships made their transfer from T-Space into Real Space, their gravimetric signature was again that of a small star and their energy signatures were also as overpowering as the rest of the ships that Emerged near The Terra’s Pride. The human ships would have the benefit of a warning to expect the overpowering sensor distortion, something the enemy would not have the advantage of.

A message was immediately sent from The Desire to The Kahn.

You were asked to leave. This is your last chance.

The power readings suddenly went off the scales as all four vessels obtained the Space Minus Taps and their weapons power up. The vessels were almost glowing with energy.




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Size Chart of my ships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/shipchartregular.jpg)

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Size Chart of my ships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/shipchartregular.jpg)

OOC: Freeky Looking but Cool :)

A ship blasts away from IO, running full speed. Foxfire watched nerviously as the cruiser headed toward the extraction point. Communications had been raised and a small fleet was supposed to drop out of hyperspace to retrive them. However, the drop point was near the fighting, and the battle was getting closer to the spot all the time. It would be close. Then they where in the thick of it, near a small mostly blue planet called Earth by the locals. Most of the ships were too busy fighting each other to notice the relitivly small cruiser slip past their lines. A large purple/red ship fired at them with plasma, and they fired with their lasers back, effectivly shreding the ships cannons and greatly damaging their shields. Foxfire smiled in spite of himself. They where at least a century beyond any of the other species here, and could have played a significant part in the battle if they chose. But now they were getting near the extraction point. A carrier, a battleship, 2 cruisers, a dozen gunboats and 50 fighters were to meet them to be their escort out of the contested area. On board the Battleship Honor the first mate worked quickly at the controls. "Rezervordizing in sector 44306900, coming in hot. Prepare lasers, power up fighters, battle stations, battle stations." A Klaxon ran though the ship, rousing the crew. The small fleet came in near the battle. The next hour would likely be a bloody one, but the cruiser had to get out of there. It was carrying a Covinent artifact, one said to have extrodinary healing powers. They must escape the system should they, and the artifact, hope to survive.

"Commander, there is a vessel leaving the area of Io where we detected signs of an old installation. They are headed this way. There is weapons fire and they are continuing their trajectory.”

“Track them and hit them with the sensors.”

“I am detecting a signal being sent.”

“Try to jam it.”

“Yes Sir, jamming but unsure if it worked. They are still closing.”

“Order The Steadfast to capture them. Disable their weaponry and bring them here. Also ask The Terra’s Pride to throw up an FTLi field on the alien ship.”

“Yes Sir, delivering orders.”

A destroyer accelerated from formation and headed towards the alien craft. The 120 meter craft accelerated at an incredible rate and was soon approaching high C-Fractional velocities. The distance between the ships closed extremely quickly as the game of cosmic chicken neared a close. The sensor delay would make it hard to judge the actual position of the Destroyer as it approached but The Steadfast’s Shipmind was linked with the other eighteen ships so it knew exactly where it was to the centimeter.

Attention alien craft.

Your actions have been demonstrated as hostile. Your transmissions are being jammed. Your FTL drives are being inhibited. There is no escape so hold your position or you will be destroyed. If you fail to comply immediately you will be considered hostile and appropriate actions will be taken.

This is your only chance.

OOC: Freeky Looking but Cool :)


OOC:

All custom designed thanks to DOGA L3 and an overactive imagination. In the body of the post there are links to a view of each ship individually in case you missed the links. I'll quote it below:



The fleet split up and met at two points in the system while remaining within T-Space. The primary group settled near The Terra’s Pride about two light seconds away. The Avatar Carrier (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/avatar.jpg) was flanked by its two Impaler Battleships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonbattleship2.jpg) as well as four Infiltrator Cruisers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/Infiltrator1.jpg) and three Interceptor Destroyers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/interceptor.jpg). Finally there were five Infernal Frigates (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonfrigate.jpg)forming the outer shell of the escort formation.

In the Sol System...

Carlyle raised his eyebrows, gazing at her. "Well, forgive if we offended you, but considering we have been dealing with three hostile forces, so we have been on edge. And two of those forces were hostile scout groups so....." He paused. "Kionash Ra-Ithen of the Eldar, eh? Never heard of you but I suppose a new time for everything. Alright, I believe your claim. Just know that I will take measures to protect my people in case we come to....conflict." He steepled his hands.

"So, what do you want in this system?"

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((OOC: Sorry for the late reply, kinda forgot about this thread.))

"As would I." Tereah replied coolly to his statement. She paused for a moment, carefully considering her next words. "We were looking for something. Habitable planets, actually...."

OOC: Telros, you have a TG.

OOC: replied, AB.

The Armor was made of Remtanium, a Superhard Metal from the Remian Home Universe. It was what Protected The Ships, since Remian Ships don't have Sheilds. But the enemy was useing Plasma so Speed was to be used to escape attacks. But they were hits.

The Scout Ship was disabled and one of The Star Wyverns was hit in The engines (Luckly not The Weak Spot on The Corvettes, only The Fighters.) and there were Near hits at The Condor Gunship. one lucky hit on one of The engines caused Frozen Blood and Pieces of Remtanium to foat around. Fangdor didn't like it. But luckly, Before the enemy FTLi Activted, The Khan Came Though just as The Wormhole closed.

It was 1600 Meters long, shaped like a Shark, Armed with 6 60" Blaster Spiders (Living Walking Blaster Cannons) 20 Smaller Blaster Spiders, 40 Missile Launcher Spiders and 120 Anti-fighter Blaster Spiders. Carrying one Wing (72 Fighters= a wing) of Falcon Intercepters that were pooring out for The attack.

OOC: Okay, that should have done more than that....but, no matter....

IC: Admiral Carter swore, his eyes narrowing. "Alright, all Interceptors, engage the enemy fighters and draw them over to the fleet. We have a special surprise for our little friends...." The fourteen squadrons turned and blasted towards the interceptors. Once they were in missile range, they unleashed the last of their armor-piercing missiles, unloading the explosives into the cloud of enemy fighters. While this was going on, the battlegroup charged up their plasma again, aiming all their weapons at the Khan. They unloaded their weapons, seventy Plasma Turret blasts, sixty Plasma torpedoes and hundreds of Archer missiles again. All this firepower raced for the large ship, readying to burn it out of existence.

After the Longswords unloaded their missiles, they whipped around and headed back to the battlegroup, teasing the enemy fighters with a plasma burst or two, drawing them ever closer to the fleet. Several kilometers away, another battle group manifested itself, and began heading towards the enemy ships. They weren't fooling around anymore.

They received the message telling of the Balroggans and of their warning. Just after, they appeared and the sensors blared. The Admiral's eyes bugged out. "Holy shit....Alright, is our weapons fire going to hit them?"

"No sir, they maneuvered so as to avoid that. They are incredibly skilled."

"Alright, let's see what they will do..."

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((OOC: Sorry for the late reply, kinda forgot about this thread.))

"As would I." Tereah replied coolly to his statement. She paused for a moment, carefully considering her next words. "We were looking for something. Habitable planets, actually...."

Carlyle sighed. "I am afraid all the available habitable planets we control are under our control. Unless you have something in mind other than conquest of new worlds for your empire, I cannot do much for you. Anything else?"

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We have received your invitation and we will enter your system. I will dispatch some vessels to deal with the trouble spot you indicated and the rest will accompany me to a position not far from your ship. Be advised, there will be considerable gravitational disturbances so don’t worry, we are not attacking. Pleas warn your other vessel that are battling the intruders. We can coordinate our attacks and defenses better if we can meet.

Commander Se’Vir
The Azrael

Carlyle raised an eyebrow. Gravitic disturbances.....But on the scale they are suggesting, they would have to have some sort of black hole in their ships or something...Shaking his head, he ordered for the battlegroup to be informed and then turned back to the Eldar when the sensors blared. "Sir! They weren't kidding! The gravity we are sensing is akin to that of a small stars! The sensors read as if they have the densities of small stars!" The Fleet Admiral was stunned.

"I'm glad they are on our side...."

They continued scanning the ships and as data scrolled in, Carlyle clutched his chair. They were so powerful, it was frightening.....


OOC: Oh and Hataria, don't even pull any crap on this ship somehow surviving. I fired all my fleets weapons, well most of them, at it and considering the strength gap, it's gonna die. So, don't do anything beyond reason to have it survive, thank you.

OOC:

I'll let others react to my last post before I comment or react to their posts. For now, I'll carry on other areas like at the two fleets.




IC:


A sleek shuttle flashed from The Azrael and sped like quicksilver to The Terra’s Pride.

This is Commander Se’Vir aboard the Stiletto Shuttle (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/StilettoShuttle.jpg) en route from The Azrael. I request permission to land and come aboard.

The silvery shuttle waited to get clearance before continuing onward. As the ship came to a halt on the deck, the shuttle hovered a couple centimeters from the surface. The side of the shuttle seemed to soften and run downward forming individually levitating steps. The melting exposed a portal on the side of the shuttle which soon opened.

Stepping from the Stiletto Shuttle was an average male human appearing individual. His uniform was meticulously clean and seemed to not wrinkle when he moved. There were pips on his shoulder that were curiously like a commander’s bars the Terran Empire possessed. His benevolent green eyes were his most noticeable feature of his face and captured more attention than his graying hair or thin narrow face.

Of course it was all an illusion. If an above average FT medical scanner were to be used on him the results would shock the doctor. His body was nothing but a photonic illusion overlaid on a psychokinetic form generated to allow him to interact with the physical world. Even the fine details such as the pips were taken from the onlooker and incorporated into the photonic projection. Commander Se’Vir was a Ta’Nar, an alien of unknown form that evolved out of their bodies hundreds of centuries ago and now existed as a pure psionic entity. They usually generated an image of their hosts to allow them to interact but by respect they made it known of their true existence when it was found their hosts could both be trusted to not over react and to accept their existence.

Se’Vir looked around the deck and saw the waiting committee and began to walk over to them. The Ta’Nar being an energy being didn’t possess physical sensory organs and instead perceived the universe as forms of thought and energy. The thermal patters of the backlight radiation made a mosaic pattern of thermal emissions as well as the air itself. The sound waves were observed as waves of energy rippling through the huge bay while the many occupants busied themselves with their duties. Their voices were seen as sonic energy being emitted from their chests, throats, and mouths and their thoughts were unconsciously broadcast as they spoke or thought, but only the surface thoughts. That is what made up the background clutter most psions had to learn to shut out before they could begin to learn to use their talents. Electromagnetic energy signals were plenty and abound from energy conduits to personal radio transmitters. He could see the energy but not the message they contained.

Se’Vir stopped in front of those waiting for him and extended his hand in the customary human greeting. His hand felt strong and warm and he seemed to speak flawless Terran.

“Greetings, I am Commander Se’Vir, I am pleased to finally meet you. Is there some place we can talk briefly? There is much to discuss.”

"Sir, alien vessal trying to intercept us." Foxfires first mate shouted. "Also trying to jam us and hack our engines." Being that the Xiscapians were so advanced, the hacking and jamming would prove futile. But they could still be intercepted or destroyed. Suddenly the rest of the extraction fleet shot out of hyperspace. "YEEEHA!" yelled the battleships commander, and opened fire. Brillant beams of light and heat split the space between the escaping ship and the pursuing one. The lasers struck the ship head on, causing it to topple end over massive end. It was still functional, but the engines were out and the bridge was damaged. The cruiser docked inside the huge carrier, safe as long as the carrier did not sustain too much damage. The Xiscapian battle fleet were now in the thick of the fighting, unable to jump out. "Deploy all fighters, attack positions, battleship guns open fire." "Opening fire." Dozens of lasers destroyed a number of smaller fighters and several larger ships in their path. But this had attracted attention, and more ships were headed toward them. "The first cruiser, protect the battleship. Cruiser number two, the destroyer and all fighters and gunboats, with me. We'll fight our way out of this if we must." Suddenly a huge astroid came out of nowere. "Lookout!" the ships XO screamed as the meteor tumbled toward the escort cruiser. The criuser powered up it's engines, but the underside of the ship was hit. The cruisers 2 of 4 engines were now offline, as well as part of it's turret array. "Shit." The commander muttered. "All ships, we must get to the outskirts of this battle!" the carrier must survive at all costs!"

OOC: Xiscapia. There is something you need to know. You can say how strong your nation is but unless you have the statistics for it, then you cannot possibly be this strong. First of all, I would like to know how many ships you have for your population. You have 206 million, so at most, you would have 206 ships. For you to have stronger ships than myself, and for them to be that strong, I would say you have to have around oh......40 ships or something, since mine are high quality. A rule in NS, 1000 per billion for ships. If you have more than that, say you had 400, they would be weaker than average ships, which would be if you had 206. If you want stronger, than you need to have less, and the less you have, the stronger they are. So, please answer that.

Next, alright, the Covenant did not ever go to Io and never have. So, there would be no artifact. Also, since this is my system, I would appreciate if you worked something out about that, since technically thats my tech and you would need my permission.

And another thing, you need to stop saying how many you killed and all that. A major rule on NS for rping is that you cannot say how many the other side lost. Period. I will say what I lost. You can only say your attacks and then I reply to them, doing damage.

So, unless you have powerful ships beyond reckoning, you would not be able to kill my ships so easily and my tech is not that easily defeated.

IC: Commander Sveraic received the message of the Balroggans about yet another alien intruder and soon received information from the Hades on the fleet which had just jumped in. And they began to retreat from the Balroggans, who had begun to pursue them. HIGHCOM must have gotten the information already, as they ordered him to take two battlegroups and prevent the escape of these ships. The ships gathered, two carriers, two cruisers, and twelve destroyers, and with a flash, went into Slipspace and reappeared in front of the enemy fleet. They activated the FTLi field, which covered the area in immensely powerful gravity fields which prevent FTl travel in and out.

The fleet deployed their interceptors, twenty-eight squadrons(eight fighters each), and they spread out. Their weapons charged up and targeted enemy ships. They fired 140 plasma turret blasts at the battleship, 130 plasma torpedoes at the first carrier, and over 1500 Archer missiles at the second cruiser. The twenty-eight squadrons, around 224 fighters, raced to attack the enemy fighters. They fired their twin plasma cannons and unleashed a hail of armor-piercing missiles, over 224 of them at the enemy fighters. The cruisers and carriers unleashed their energy projector beams, immensely powerful beams of slicing energy, at the carriers engines, seeking to destroy the engines.
***

This is Commander Se’Vir aboard the Stiletto Shuttle en route from The Azrael. I request permission to land and come aboard.

"Permission granted, Commander. An escort will meet you in Hangar Bay 11; coordinates for the bay have been sent with this transmission. Fleet Admiral Carlyle out." The Admiral nodded to the bridge crew and left, heading down to the hangar, flanked by two Spartans.

When they arrived, they watched as the shuttle reached the hangar bay and when it landed, they were astonished to see it soften and levitating steps appeared. Walking down it was a man with graying hair and powerful green eyes. Carlyle immediately noticed the pips on his shoulder and his hands clenched his chair. "Those are the pips we use for our own Commanders. Who are they?!" His tension was increased when the sensors indicated that this "man" was only an illusion and was a being of pure energy. The entire crew began to fear these people; what if they decided they wanted what the Imperium had, to conquer them? How could they fight something so powerful, this was far beyond the gap they had even with the Covenant in the war.

He held out a hand and spoke, “Greetings, I am Commander Se’Vir, I am pleased to finally meet you. Is there some place we can talk briefly? There is much to discuss.”

Carlyle took the hand and shook it. "Yes, there is. If you will follow me..." He nodded to one of the Spartans, who moved into flanking positions around the two men and the Admiral led the Commander through the halls of the ship. All the crew paused and watched them go. Depending on the man's senses, he would see they feared him and that there was a tense air in the ship, one which was mixed with a brewing anger, as many felt they were being invaded and their anxious minds made the Balroggan seem as if he was haughty, feeling as if he thought they were above them.

They came to a room, and Carlyle opened the door, waving in the Commander. The Spartans filed in and stood on either side of the door, as it closed behind them. Carlyle sat down and gazed at the Balroggan. "So, what do you wish to speak about?"

I will not be on The Fourms for Four Days, a bunch of Flamers on My PMT Threads are Ruining them and I am Getting Pssed at Them. So I am takeing a Break from NS till I Cool down or they go away.

OOC:

Telros is correct in what he said. There is a “standard” many players use where you get a thousand average ships per billion NS population. If you chose to have more than that amount then your ships would be considered below average, using less ships would yield vessels of higher quality. I am currently running at 2500 ships instead of the nearly 7000 ships allowed by my NS population

I will refrain from making any posts about this until you and Telros sort it out and either one contacts me here or via TG.



IC:


Se’Vir followed his host’s example and sat down when he did. He turned to face Carlyle and looked him right into his eyes. He wanted the human to know his truthfulness and sincerity so restrained himself from cheating by using his Psi.

“First of all, I wanted to be sure we were off on the right foot. After this we can coordinate out defenses if you still wished."

"We were first attracted to this system when one of out vessels detected a moving wave of energy that was traced back here. After a careful analysis of the waveform it was determined it was artificial and specifically attuned to a specific pattern. It was also determined what would happen if the same waveform was used again with the system retuned to unhealthy to any other beings that might be afflicted by its presence.”

“Out of curiosity and concern we followed the waveform back to the source and determined it came from the third planet. We also determined from your advances you were dominant in this system at that time. That means you at one time possessed the ability to generate that pulse. To be honest, we were concerned about if it fell into the hands of any unsavory nations and if they would be able to use it against the entire galaxy as a means of mass destruction.”

“You can understand our concern when we arrive and find the native population of the system under attack by several different entities. We figured that if you possessed the device you have restrained from using it for over two centuries but we were not able to determine if the invaders possessed that wisdom.”

“After briefly conferring with my superiors, we decided it would be in the best interest to keep the possibility of that device from falling into any of the invaders possession because their lack of definable wisdom. In other words, you have already shown you possess a great destructive power and have only used it when you needed to once in the past but there is no indication any of the others would hesitate to use it on the next person they meet.”

“We are not interested in your great weapon, only in keeping it out of the hands of those who would misuse it.”

Se’Vir sat back to see how his host would take that revelation before deciding if he was to inform him of their immaterial existence. He could already feel the unease from the crew when they walked from his shuttle to the meeting room. The Commander had refrained from eavesdropping on their thoughts out of courtesy, he could already feel their unease with his ability tightly clamped down but he was not about to violate the minds of a potential ally. He did keep a link open to his second in command back aboard The Azreal.

Telros, it seems we have some issues to deal with. Firstly, I only have one battleship, i carrier, 2 cruisers and a few fighters and gunboats. Secondly, the artifacts are made by the Forerunners, not the Covenant. Thirdly, my ships are more advanced than yours, but I only have 4 capital ships and a few dozen fighters and gunboats. We are relying on speed here, not firepower. Fourthly, I appoligize if I have offended you. I'm new to NS and RPGs, and the other RPGs never said anything. I humbily request to continue my RP here. P.S. thank you for clarifying what FTL fields are.

It was carrying a Covinent artifact, one said to have extrodinary healing powers. They must escape the system should they, and the artifact, hope to survive.

You said Covenant there, so that was why I called it so. And if you are going to do so, it requires my permission since I control this system quite heavily. I let the fact that you hid from me slide, but this is a little much. I would ask the artifact part get taken out.

Ok, are you saying you have as in your TOTAL navy out of the possible 212 ships, only 4 capital ships and a few dozen gunboats and all that?

I ain't offended, if I came off like that, than I apologize. I was also fighting a battle with some staff on another forum, so it may have leaked here.

Um....Okay you use speed, I gotcha. Just don't say you destroy my ships, I will calculate that myself. Just post your attacks and who you are attacking, like I have done. Its the way the site works.

Thats about it for now.

True, Bal, but he did say he fired at multiple ships and destroyed them, the only multiple ones being mine.

Actually I believe it was my ship he called damages over since I think I am the only one that is playing C-Fractional Chicken with him. Currently my destroyer is pushing past 210,000 km per second, or 0.7C and accellerating.. That means you have something that regesters as having the mass of a small star hurtling at you at such speeds that if you didn't completely vaporize it, any of the fragments would make an impact against your hull that would make the dino-killer look like a cheap ten-cent firecracker.

As players we both know I don't plan on ramming your vessel but as characters you must be freaking about now, especially since it seems I am doing course corrections and it is hard to determine my exact position due to sensor lag.

ICly I really don't want to fire at you since it is obvious you are taking means to escape but I will have to do whater I can to prevent that until I know more about you. I am just trying to stop you so Telros can talk to you, basicly.

OOC: My reply to your OOC comment, Bal, is before yours. Jolt's being freaky again.....

IC: Carlyle watched Se'vir sit down and looked right into his eyes. Even though he knew his form was only an illusion, the determination shone in those eyes was something that couldn't be faked.

“First of all, I wanted to be sure we were off on the right foot. After this we can coordinate out defenses if you still wished."

He waved a hand. "Go ahead, I sense you have something important to say." The Fleet Admiral leaned forward and prepared to listen to what the Balroggan commander had to say.

"We were first attracted to this system when one of out vessels detected a moving wave of energy that was traced back here. After a careful analysis of the waveform it was determined it was artificial and specifically attuned to a specific pattern. It was also determined what would happen if the same waveform was used again with the system retuned to unhealthy to any other beings that might be afflicted by its presence.”

“Out of curiosity and concern we followed the waveform back to the source and determined it came from the third planet. We also determined from your advances you were dominant in this system at that time. That means you at one time possessed the ability to generate that pulse. To be honest, we were concerned about if it fell into the hands of any unsavory nations and if they would be able to use it against the entire galaxy as a means of mass destruction.”

“You can understand our concern when we arrive and find the native population of the system under attack by several different entities. We figured that if you possessed the device you have restrained from using it for over two centuries but we were not able to determine if the invaders possessed that wisdom.”

“After briefly conferring with my superiors, we decided it would be in the best interest to keep the possibility of that device from falling into any of the invaders possession because their lack of definable wisdom. In other words, you have already shown you possess a great destructive power and have only used it when you needed to once in the past but there is no indication any of the others would hesitate to use it on the next person they meet.”

“We are not interested in your great weapon, only in keeping it out of the hands of those who would misuse it.”

Carlyle was more and more awed at the strength of the Balroggan technology and their wisdom. The only reason they had detected the energy wave so late was because they were so far away. And they were worried, like they had been during the war, that it would be used by a foreign force who did not understand, or have the wisdom, in what it's purpose was. The Admiral leaned back as the man finished up. So he was worried about how they were being invaded, and since they knew that the Imperium did not seek to use the Halo's again but these new races might, they wanted to help. A light chuckle came from Carlyle as the Commander finished.

"Ah, well this explains everything. Yes, indeed, the wave you sensed is a superweapon which a race called the Forerunners made in order to combat the Flood, a race of parasitic beings who take hosts extremely quickly. Within four days, they managed to take over an entire ringworld, one of the Halos." A port opened in front of Se'Vir and the data on the Forerunner, the Flood and the Halos began to stream in front of him.

"The way it worked was someone on one of the Halo's could activate it by retrieving a device called the Index which, when inserted into the core, activated Halo, and fired a large pulse of energy throughout it's portion of the known galaxy, killing all sentient life with enough biomass to support the Flood. Once one was fired, all would activate. However, if one was activated but then aborted, a failsafe kicked in. All Halo's would be put on standby and the Ark, a main control center for them all, if you will, was the place to activate them all. This Ark is located on Earth, the third planet you talked about. Now, what happened was that the Covenant had arrived at Earth and we were fighting the Second Battle of Earth. The Flood, who had taken over High Charity and Delta Halo, the Covenant's main city and one of the Halo's, managed to capture several Covenant ships and travel to Earth, where they unleashed the largest infestation either us or the Covenant, as far as we know, had ever encountered. Both sides were losing as the Flood began to gain large armies, converting all our helpless civilians who could nothing to protect themselves. We were close to the brink, stuck between the Covenant and the Flood. However, since they were fighting a civil war at the time, the other Covenant faction arrived and began to fight the other one. Allowing us to focus on the Flood. When we managed to reclaim the Ark, after killing the Flood leader, we altered the settings using a chemical agent designed by the Forerunner to kill Flood, and activated the Halos. Due to our changes, only the Flood were killed and everyone else was safe. The faction of the Covenant that came to our aid won and then left. We have been rebuilding ever since, and have disabled the Ark as well as after this recent encounter, have sent out a code to the remaining Halo's, forcing them to shutdown. If someone wants to activate them, they need to take Earth, hold it, and repair the Ark before undoing the shutdown and then activating it."

Carlyle leaned back. "So, thats what happened. I agree in keeping it out of the hands of those who misuse it, as does the Forerunner A.I. who runs the Ark facility. I am willing to accept any aid in making the Imperium a safe place once more."

The border of Federal space was quiet so far, a fleet of ten ships moved silently and quickly through the darkness of space, they're Grey ominous hulls shimmering in what ever light was present, they're engined pushed the massive hunks of metal along with dull glows of blue and white in back of them. it seemed ever so quiet out in the vastness of space, like nothing at all was going on. Several cruisers, destroyers, frigates and a battle ship all moved in unison across the border patrolling.

The Bridge on The UAS Titan was lively, officers rushed about attending to they're duties, working on computer consoles and other items. Admiral Alexi sat back in his chair, his white skin glimmering in the chrome utilitarian light as his black gloved hands moved up to his face and chin. his eyes peered out in to the darkness of space with wonder. suddenly the con officer perked up his face to the Admiral. He sighed and said with a professional unemotional voice.

"Sir, I'm detecting weapons fire a few light years away at 092 mark 1892 mark 716 mark 81."
Alexi Grinned a little his gloved hands moving down to his lap as he looked over to the con officer, his eyes pricing his very thoughts, he said in a deep Russian voice.
"Set a course to that area full speed, bring shields and weapons online"

Suddenly the large fleet shimmered forward suddenly bursting in to a whitish blue crackling portal, the portals engulfed the ships in a crackling energetic noise. Suddenly several moments the large ominous ships appeared over the battle, they burst out of space with a blue white arcing portal behind them spitting them out in a crackling fiery noise, they floated gently over, there engines pushing them froward, with blue white streams of particles flowing behind. Alexi smiled a little he stood up his shimmering black uniform hanging slightly from his built body, he peered out in to space looking at the combating ships he raised a hand as a signal to open a channel. He started to speak his voice deep and commanding as he stood firm watching every movement outside.

"This is Admiral Alexi of the United Colonial alliance ship Titan, we have detected hostile actions outside of our borders and demand to know what is going on here, any ships that fire upon us will face the full might of our weapons, we do not seek conflict but we will not tolerate warmongering out side of our borders." The con officer sighed as he searched for other ships discovering several familiar vessels in the area. he looked to the admiral and notified him. The admiral nodded and said

"I know I scanned my self from the chair, lets hope none of our friends turn on us."

the imperium heard rummours of hatrians attacking telros and had sensed something was wrong and the emperor in an unusual show of mercy sent 5 strike cruisers 4 battle barges and 2 battleships to aid them.

Carlyle’s reaction was quite satisfactory and his reasoning ability seemed to be quite extraordinary for a corporeal being. The Empire has encountered many nations without this ability to reason correctly. Most races were rather shortsighted but Se’Vir had a good feeling about these humans. Their troubles have caused them to mature quickly as a race. He felt it would be appropriate to continue.

“Without a doubt once your sensors were able to adapt to our ships you made scans. It probably puzzled you when everything but the carrier was nearly completely solid. The only open areas would be weapon’s bays and other mechanical spaces. The reason is because of this.”

The Commander quickly removed the Psychokinetic projection of his arm and then passed it through the table. He demonstrated his immateriality to Carlyle and then replaced the projection.

“Millennia ago, we Ta’Nar evolved out of our bodies becoming pure minds. We project these images to allow us to interact with you and other races. A good medical scanner can see through most of our bodies showing it as if it were a hologram or even an energy form. Really skilled Ta’Nar can even fool those by duplicating the internal organs. We usually call upon those with that talent for the Diplomatic Corps. The drawback with our existence is there are no biological functions for reproduction. We cannot replicate ourselves like you can. It also makes us immune to your device since we do not possess any biomass that would be affected by the energy waveform. That is why we do not fear your old weapon ourselves but fear of its misuse by less evolved ones that have not matured. We feel your wisdom is an appropriate indication of your maturity and that is why we threw our support to your backs.”

“Since we exist as pure minds and do not possess ant sensory organs, we sense energy instead. We also hear the words you speak because you shout them mentally as you pronounce the words. Don’t worry; it is only the speech that you emit and not your innermost thoughts. You don’t broadcast them while speaking. It would be unethical to force them out without your permission, especially since you are an ally.”

There was a gentle tap at the door. At the same time Se’Vir received a message from his second in command.

“You better get that, it seems we have more company.”

the imperium heard rummours of Unknown Aliens attacking telros and had sensed something was wrong and the emperor in an unusual show of mercy sent 5 strike cruisers 4 battle barges and 2 battleships to aid them.

OC: I am playing Extral-Dimensional Aliens, NOT HATARIANS

OC: I am playing Extral-Dimensional Aliens, NOT HATARIANS

OOC: Hi! What's up? Wanna get the ball rolling again?

Carlyle blinked as the Commander spoke up again, talking about his ships.

“Without a doubt once your sensors were able to adapt to our ships you made scans. It probably puzzled you when everything but the carrier was nearly completely solid. The only open areas would be weapon’s bays and other mechanical spaces. The reason is because of this.”

The Admiral was surprised he knew; how were they able to find out what they were thinking so quickly? It made no sense, it was almost as if....Carlyle's eyes narrowed. If this man was reading his mind, then he would know everything he did. Force deployments, research, secret weapons programs......His dark train of thought was interrupted when he saw the man put his arm through the table, and then pull it back. He froze in shock, eyes wide open. He knew the man was made of energy surrounded by an illusion but he didn't know they could remove it at will. This definitely explained the paradox they had found aboard their ships with the sensors. Awe, respect, and a little fear was evident on his face, as one would expect when meeting a race far more evolved and more technological than you had ever imagined being possible.

“Millennia ago, we Ta’Nar evolved out of our bodies becoming pure minds. We project these images to allow us to interact with you and other races. A good medical scanner can see through most of our bodies showing it as if it were a hologram or even an energy form. Really skilled Ta’Nar can even fool those by duplicating the internal organs. We usually call upon those with that talent for the Diplomatic Corps. The drawback with our existence is there are no biological functions for reproduction. We cannot replicate ourselves like you can. It also makes us immune to your device since we do not possess any biomass that would be affected by the energy waveform. That is why we do not fear your old weapon ourselves but fear of its misuse by less evolved ones that have not matured. We feel your wisdom is an appropriate indication of your maturity and that is why we threw our support to your backs.”

Carlyle snapped out of his trance when he heard Se'Vir begin to speak again and he listened carefully as he spoke of his peoples form and how it could be sensed by their scanners. He was surprised that they had already realized that the Halos would not affect them, since they were pure energy. If they found any Flood, these people would be the perfect counter. Carlyle opened his mouth to speak but Se'Vir was not done.

“Since we exist as pure minds and do not possess ant sensory organs, we sense energy instead. We also hear the words you speak because you shout them mentally as you pronounce the words. Don’t worry; it is only the speech that you emit and not your innermost thoughts. You don’t broadcast them while speaking. It would be unethical to force them out without your permission, especially since you are an ally.”

There was a gentle tap at the door. At the same time Se’Vir received a message from his second in command.

“You better get that, it seems we have more company.”

Carlyle let out a breath; good, they weren't entering their minds. That would have been a bad situation, especially if the crew found out that they were being invaded, all their privacy was gone. At the tap on the door, he turned but froze when he heard the Commander speak again. His hands clenched and Se'Vir would be able to feel the anger and worry coming off of him. Why wouldn't they stop coming?! At this rate, the Imperium was going to have to consider a massive counter-attack, which had the possibility of starting a galactic war, especially since they did not the allies of these new races. Nodding to the Spartans, they opened the door to reveal a messenger.

"Sir, we are reading multiple new ship signatures. We have 11 ships that have entered in sector Omega, while we have another ten ships moving in from the Gamma sector. They are broadcasting a message to the aliens, sir, the ones we are engaging at the location of their entry wormhole. Here, we copied it." Carlyle took the paper and gazed at the message.

"This is Admiral Alexi of the United Colonial alliance ship Titan, we have detected hostile actions outside of our borders and demand to know what is going on here, any ships that fire upon us will face the full might of our weapons, we do not seek conflict but we will not tolerate warmongering out side of our borders."

Carlyle sighed and looked at Se'Vir. "Excuse me, I have to go act as leader of the Imperium again." Tapping a few keys, he opened a channel to the Sephirothian and the Federal ships.

"All alien ships. You are to power down all weapons and engines and stand down. The Imperium of Terra is at Code Red and all intruders are to be stand down or be fired upon. I repeat, power down and don't move; I will not hesitate to bring down the might of the Imperium on your heads, so I suggest doing what I say."

He then opened a channel to the Federal ships. "Admiral Alexi, this is Fleet Admiral Carlyle of the Imperium of Terra, currently standing in for the Emperor as he is away on a diplomatic mission. I would suggest you focus on your own borders; whether or not war-mongering goes on here is our business. We welcome your help but do not presume so much as to think to be giving us orders. If you wish to help, then please state your nation, business for coming here, and any wishes to open diplomatic channels. Otherwise, I must ask you to leave."

Turning, he talked to the Sephirothians. "Hello, I am Fleet Admiral Carlyle. We are not sure who you are or why you are here, but I must ask that you state your nation, business, and any wish to open negotiations with the Imperium. otherwise, I must ask you to leave. Refusal to do so without a good reason will result in a hostile response.

OOC: It's good to see you, Siriusa. Are you talking about this thread or the MT war going on?

Oh and Hataria, look. I am known as the Imperium of Terra, and want to be called as such. However, I am still called Telros, as shown by Seph, since that is my account name, and is easiest to remember. So, just deal with it, it ain't that big of a deal.

Oh and when you quote someone, don't edit the quote, thank you very much. Cause, if you edit that quote, how do we know you won't, and haven't, done it to others?

OOC: It's good to see you, Siriusa. Are you talking about this thread or the MT war going on?


OOC: You too. I'm still trying to keep the MT war going, things are just going a little slow with Hataria being so busy, so my jo is to remind him at any given moment that he's obliged to finish it.

And I'm not a FT guy. That stuff's too confusing for me.

OOC: Heh, I say the same about MT. =P. I am joining MT, it's just going to take me a while to get set up.

I understand, I was just curious.

OOC:

I am waiting for several things now.


Hataria to post in the Shark Battle
TFU to answer the message from The Imperium
Seph to answer the post from The Imperium
Xiscapia to clairify what is going on with their last post


Note:

Xiscapia stated in another Thread they were pulling out of this RP. For this reason the Destroyer intercepting him will be recalled to the rest of the fleet. Here is the Link where he said he was leaving:

I stopped RP in the Invasion thread. Sorry, I should've deleted my posts. I'll go do that.

http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12592360&postcount=8

OOC: That reminds me. Hat, your invasion of Harvest isn't going anywhere until you edit that post, and Icecrown is probably waiting very patiently. This is just a reminder.

coms from force comander adrias in the the name of the god emperor we come to aid you against these xenos

OOC

Opps, i thought join date was post date, silly me ^^;, still its looks like a good place to join, but i'm wondering if i can be as descriptive when posting as everyone else here

Alexi grinned his eyes panning the darkness of space, he quietly guided over to his eat, he swooshed down to sit on it as he heard the messages, he taped his chin with his gloved hands gently looking over to his con officer and saying in a commanding Russian voice. "open a channel" a Blip was heard through the quiet chrome lit bridge. Alexi started to speak. "We apologize, we are from the federal union, just next door to you, as for our reason to come here, we noticed fire and jumped in to help,mean while since you are human and we are human its only prudent for us to help you. we have had dealings with many vial foe before many times, we shall assist you in vanquishing them..

the comn cut. the fleet floated gently above taking a non aggressive but defensive stance over the new nations fleet, they're guns pointed at the seemingly hostile forces and missiles targeted in kind. fighters already prepped for launch in case any thing happened.

Alexi grinned his eyes panning the darkness of space, he quietly guided over to his eat, he swooshed down to sit on it as he heard the messages, he taped his chin with his gloved hands gently looking over to his con officer and saying in a commanding Russian voice. "open a channel" a Blip was heard through the quiet chrome lit bridge. Alexi started to speak. "We apologize, we are from the federal union, just next door to you, as for our reason to come here, we noticed fire and jumped in to help,mean while since you are human and we are human its only prudent for us to help you. we have had dealings with these vial hatarians before many times, multiple wars against us have led them to ruinnd they're back again, well its time to show them that they cant pick on others either"

the comn cut. the fleet floated gently above taking a non aggressive but defensive stance over the new nations fleet, they're guns pointed at the seemingly hostile forces and missiles targeted in kind. fighters already prepped for launch in case any thing happened.

OOC: It is Not Hatarians!

Carlyle listened patiently as the responses coming in from the new arrivals. He first caught Sephiroth's message:

"in the the name of the god emperor we come to aid you against these xenos"

The Admiral blinked. Xenos? Worry bubbled up in him as he realized what this meant. There had been anti-alien people in the UNSC, pretty much the entire populace, and they called the Covenant "Xenos", a derogatory term for aliens. This meant this race was very hostile to other races than humanity. This was going to be diplomatic hell....Sighing, he replied.

Greetings, Force Commander Adrias. You wish to aid us? Very well. Go to coordinates 00-84 Gamma. There is a taskforce there to relieve the forces at Harvest, which is currently under attack. The coordinates were sent with the transmission, so the Sephirothians would know where to go. Next, Carlyle called up the reply given by the Federal navy.

"We apologize, we are from the federal union, just next door to you, as for our reason to come here, we noticed fire and jumped in to help,mean while since you are human and we are human its only prudent for us to help you. we have had dealings with many vial foe before many times, we shall assist you in vanquishing them.."

Carlyle steepled his hands together and read the message. He normally would have been shocked by the fact that humans existed out of their nation but with the arrival of the Balroggians, he felt this was normal. He sent a reply.

"We are grateful for your arrival and are willing to take in your aid. Perhaps we can discuss diplomatic relations and trade after this. You have experience with this foe? Strange, they seem to be coming from another dimension, so I am unsure as to how you know of them. Very well, come alongside the ships engaging the aliens if you wish to help."

OOC: I will be on Tomorrow and I will Post :)

Away from the fighting, in the constellation of Sagittarius, lied a large planet of Rhine, and its two moons Ti, and Onona. The planet itself has a desert, blasted, with freak lightning, storms, dangerous creatures, and temperatures ad high as 110 degrees, and the surface.
But despite such hostile conditions, 1 intelligent life form, lived under the planet, to escape the heat. The Terra, a tall well build, and dark-skinned humanoid race, would look almost human, until you examined them closely. At close inspection, you would find they had pupil less white eyes, and that apart from food and water, they also feed of sunlight. They also are a hardy, and strong race, from a result of natural selection, to survive the heat.
The machinery of the Terra, is a combination, of wiring gears, and stem power, Hazgraf a crystalline substance (White lightning in English) and pure fabricator genius, But they still know little of the threat that they have yet to find, for no one, thinks that intelligent life live on their planet, but themselves

OOC: This is a first; Criticism would be nice, if a make mistakes somewhere

Alexi nodded his hands pressing against his armrests he looked over to his tactical officer with plain commanding eyes and motioned his gloved hand swiftly saying in a deep voice "Do what they say, all weapons lock on targets maneuver our fleet in with theres, lets help them out" the tactical officer nodded and fluidly did as he was told his hands tapping on the holographic console as the lights on the bridge changed from bright white to red. the speakers around the ship blared general quarters. crews rushed around the ship making sure every thing was in order Ai's floated over head turning different colors.
The fleet began to move there engines flinging the ships in to positions quickly, they're gleaming metal hulls shimmering in the gentle light of the near by sun.

The crew was anxious for battle, they sat at there stations confident as ever they're hands at there consoles taping away, they're eyes panning scans and the chrome metal work of the ship around them. Alexi him self stood up waiting for the enemy to make its move his gloved fists clenched as his blue eyes looked out in to space , the lifeless expanse in witch every one came from. was it gods will or was it our own he thought to constantly fight over one thing or another. his face showed almost know emotion accept a sly grin of sorts, his hands to his side clenched. The crews around him worked Insanely quickly to get things done, clanking and beeping could be heard reverberating throughout the bridge. Marines marched up and down the hulls they're boots clanking as they held particle Impact rifles , the long gleaming futuristic design shimmering in the chrome white light that mundanely engulfed the ship, powerful humming of the reactor could be heard all the way on the other side of the ship, like an angel .

Alexi looked over to his xo and asked a rhetorical question in an inquisitive voice "you know I don't know why we fight wars we're not supposed to get in to, we don't even know what this whole ordeal is about..." he grinned gently usually Alexi was a man of very few words, his mind always thinking about tactics and the battle plan and how to make it work . He Was an odd person always out to gain for him self doing things that are not exactly by the book. The XO responded as he signed gently "Well its time to find out after this battle even if we do join the wrong side".... Alexi stood up and said to his con officer "send them a message saying after this battle we will meet and discuss what is happing" Alexi grinned once more as he fell silent, his black leathered hands on his chin as he observed what was going on out side, his mind pondering every so gently ... what to do.. how to do it.. how to gain advantage of the situation, and how to please his superiors. He gently sighed, his hands gripping together the ships missiles already hot and weapons ready to fire, the red light of general quarters glimmering around his black and red crimson squad uniform.. this was not his usual assignment but certain event in the squadron had led his superiors to reassign him in order to protect him, it was going to be short only a few weeks of course until the matter was solved. (IC link coming soon)

OOC:

I would like to point out the "invaders" need to make some posts. the "defensive" side can only make so many posts until we have nothing left to do but tap dance and type BUMP.

Please don't let this die due to inactivity from one side. There is too much potential for good RPing here to waste the chance like this.




In the Shark battle, I plan on letting Hataria post his reaction to my message and his damages/reaction to the Imperuim attack. The next offensive action there will be is to fire my Grav Torps since I am only waiting for him to make a post and have the initiative already established. There will be three groups of 18 from the three frigates and a group of 10 from the destroyer for a total of 64.

I know it is unusual to reveal what I plan to do but I just want it known so when he does poast, it is already stated what will happen. If he surrenders, then Telros will probably have the Imperium of Terra board the ship (my guess) or just kill it out of hand for invading his space (if my guess is wrong).

“Commander, we are receiving a return message from the natives.”

“Show me.”

The message was quickly rerouted to Se’Vir’s panel and he listened intently.




“Well, this makes things a lot easier, we have been invited in. Contact the frigates and have three of them meet with The Desire at the coordinates provided by Admiral Carlyle. The rest of the ships will rendezvous with The Azrael near The Terra’s Pride. Before you send the order, open a channel to The Terra’s Pride. Also send a continous data feed to Command of our situation.”

“Yes Sir.”




“Yes Sir, relaying your orders.”

“Initiate transference.”

The fleet split up and met at two points in the system while remaining within T-Space. The primary group settled near The Terra’s Pride about two light seconds away. The Avatar Carrier (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/avatar.jpg) was flanked by its two Impaler Battleships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonbattleship2.jpg) as well as four Infiltrator Cruisers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/Infiltrator1.jpg) and three Interceptor Destroyers (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/interceptor.jpg). Finally there were five Infernal Frigates (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/kythonfrigate.jpg)forming the outer shell of the escort formation.

The ships made their passage from T-Space and Emerged into Real Space.

The first thing noticeable is they were not kidding when they said there would be "noticeable gravitational disturbances". If they had not been warned, the human’s sensors would have been thrown completely awry because each vessel detected as having the mass of a small star (due to the singularity in their power cores). The energy reading off each ship almost hit the top of the sensor limits.

The ships held perfectly still, their gravimetric drives keeping them in position as they awaited their hosts expected sensor scan of their vessels. If the humans were in one of the Imperial systems, they would scan the heck out of them to see if they could determine what the humans ate. The results of the scans would show only the carrier was hollow; the majority of the other ships were solid structures, almost like drones. The 3000 meter Azrael easily dwarfed the massive 160 meter battleships, massive only when compared to the rest of the capital ships there. The Cruisers were only 140 meters and the Destroyers were sized at 120 meters. The frigates only measured in at 60 meters. For such small ships, they sure seemed to be putting out a lot of power. A singular message was sent to The Terra’s Pride.






At the same time:


The secondary grouping consisted of three Infernal Frigates and a single Interceptor Destroyer. They positioned themselves separated a bit away from both the shark-like Kahn and the defender’s ships. One of the frigates positioned itself alongside The Kahn, one behind and above the ship, and yet the third below and slightly to the side. There were no firing positions that would result in friendly fire. The Desire, an Interceptor Class Destroyer positioned itself directly in front of the behemoth. All positions were out of range of the point defenses of both groupings.

Aboard The Desire, Captain Ka’Oss sent orders to his crew.

“Ready all weapons to fire. I want the shields at full strength. As soon as we Emerge, open Comms and transmit this message and afterwards take us to full power. Have the frigates follow suit.”

He was answered by several “Yes Sir’s” as they hurried to carry out his orders.

When the ships made their transfer from T-Space into Real Space, their gravimetric signature was again that of a small star and their energy signatures were also as overpowering as the rest of the ships that Emerged near The Terra’s Pride. The human ships would have the benefit of a warning to expect the overpowering sensor distortion, something the enemy would not have the advantage of.

A message was immediately sent from The Desire to The Kahn.



The power readings suddenly went off the scales as all four vessels obtained the Space Minus Taps and their weapons power up. The vessels were almost glowing with energy.




OOC:

Size Chart of my ships (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v248/beldragos/shipchartregular.jpg)

The Khan and The other ships were Damaged or in the Case of one of The Destroyers and The Scoutship.....Blasted to Pieces By The Terran Ships, and now Surrounded by More Alien Ships. There was only one thing to do....

Suddenly The Remian Ships started Blowing up, It was a tactic to keep The Ships out of enemy hands, The Ships were to self Destruct. All the Ships Blew themselves up to keep out of enemy hands.

only one survivor was left.

when The 'hue-mons' fighters were trying to draw the Remian Fighters away, The Crew of The Scout ship helped Diana escape from The Ship Before enemy Plasma Fire Destroyed it and now in a Mimic Star walker suit (The Remian version of a Space Suit) floating in Space, Invisible thanks to The Suit. She soon waited to grab a hold on to a enemy fighter and get on board one of The enemy Ships.

the strike cruisers formed up twithe the battle barges and the battlle ships the armoured fist of the imperium would be felt coms to all alied forces let us give battle to the xenos

Aboard The Desire, the crew watched the data from the sensors to see if there was going to be a drop in energy as the invaders powered down their weapons in compliance or if they were going to try something stupid or rash.

“Captain, the Imperium ships struck the invaders with their weaponry. Multiple plasma burns in the hulls. Sensors indicated a power surge in the enemy but not associated with weapons.”

“Huh? SHIT! All ships, Evasive actions! Now, now, now!”

The four Imperial vessels suddenly flickered out of existence as they made emergency Uplifts. Moments later a hail of debris swept through the positions they were occupying. A short distance away near their allies the four Imperial ships Emerged from T-Space.

“Tactical, what happened out there.”

“Apparently they are suicidal. They initiated several built in charged to cause an overload cascade which resulted in the ships self destructing.”

“That will make out job easier. If they wish to destroy themselves, we will give them all the opportunity to do so. Any survivors?”

“It doesn’t appear to be any, although I am getting anomalous power gravimetric and mass signatures. It might just be static charges left on the wreckage.”

“Tactical, deploy a recon flight to retrieve debris from the wreckage. I want to see what they are made out of. Keep an eye out for anything suspicious.”

“Yes Sir.”

From the underbelly of The Desire, half a dozen black shapes shot out at incredible speeds. They were about three meters in length and appeared to be either drones or individual power suits. At the speed they were traveling it was hard to get a good visual.

the force commander commed his force kill the xenos kill them all

Bump it, Bump it Good.

The six slivers of shadow flashed through the cloud or wreckage from the alien ships being blown by their own crew. In the inky blackness of space it was hard to make out any details of the ebon shadows but if you were unlucky enough to be close enough to see them, you would get a distinctive “feeling” of spines and points and of a cold alien fluid hardness.

Fortunately there were none around for the Kythons would have taken them instead of the wreckage they had chosen and returned back to The Desire. As they approached the vessel, a gap in the hull seemed to peel and bubble open almost as if the ship were constructed out of water or ink. That would be silly because not only would they have frozen in the near absolute zero of space but also the surface tension would have pulled the water or ink into a sphere, the shape of least resistance.

The six Kythons stowed the shrapnel I the opening and the hull bubbled over and closed. Moments later the Kythons seemed to melt into the hull of the Interceptor Destroyer

“Captain, the scouts have returned with the sample you requested.”

“Run it through all possible scans. I want to know whatever we can find out about it. Now that all the ships are gone thanks to the Imperium’s massive plasma volley take us back to the carrier.”

“Yes Sir. Engaging drives now.”

The Desire and her three frigate escorts quickly sped off.




Aboard The Terra’s Pride, Se’Vir waited patiently while the human took care of business concerning the new ships. He did not have any details but he knew Carlyle would fill him in when he was finished. Meanwhile, he was receiving word of the success of capturing a sample of the alien craft for analysis and the return of The Desire to The Azreal. The Steadfast had been sent out after an apparent sensor anomaly but it was a dead end and the Interceptor had returned to its formation.

the strike crusier the daemons bane opened fire with nova torpedos on the alien veseel

OOC:

Seph, you are in the Harvest System where the aliens have a wormhole with several thousand vessels pouring through. You might want to detail what you were shooting at like we were talking about the other day over MSN.

The Remian Fleet near Harvest now near The Planet and already in The fight against The 'Hue-mons' and the other Aliens of this Universe. The Remians had their losses from The Daemons Bane's Torpedo attack, 12 Destroyer, 18 Revenge Class Battleships and 20 Banedane Class Frigates.

But Numbers and tactics were what The Remians use to destroy enemies.

Two Sankictak Class Battlecruisers were soon Coming Behind the alien Ship while five Revenge Class Battleships and one Star Fort soon started Surounding the Alien Ship, Fighters and Bombers soon attack, The Hawk Shaped Rantaina-797 Fighters and The Beattle like Fanfai Bombers attacked The enemy Ship with Tacteon Warhead Missiles and Blaster fire while The Capital Ships soon fired their Weapons against The enemy Ship.

OOC: Hat.....you haven't even changed your post when you said 6,200 ships came into the system when it couldn't work. So, you kinda need to take care of that before battling Seph, since I can't do anything until you do. Thanks.

the void shield take a beating all ships fire nova torpedosas on the remain vessels

The void shields took a beating as all The ships fired nova torpedoes on the Remian vessels

OOC: Post Losses, not even your Shields can stand up for long.

IC: The Remians soon showed their own Defeses against Torpedoes. The Ships were soon Secreating Some Green Liqud that Froze in to Small Ball like Projectiles going 120 miles per hour like a Bullet. This was The Remian Version of what some Aliens in The Milky Way called a CWIS.

The Projectiles hit The Nova Torpedoes blasting Most of Them to Pieces, but like any Defense, some of The Torpedoes got though and 12 Revenge Class Battleships and The Ships Suronding The Alien Ship was Destroyed....all but The Two Star Forts, Their Armor Being Polerized and acting like a shield.

The Sacer Shaped Ships soon turned on their Tractor Beams on and started a Deadly Tactic, The Tractor Beams were Striping The Shields of The Sephrioh Ship, all The while They fired Missiles against The enemy Ship.

@Hataria

Please note: Telros has been waiting for you and cannot continue without your attention being paid to the problem stated above. My actions are also severely limited in the same way because I am waiting for Telros to finish and get back to me ICly.

You are currently holding everything up.

I know from MSN conversations he is getting extremely annoyed and frustrated with you. If you want this RP to continue, I suggest you contacting him on MSN and working this out before the situation ends in an IGNORE.

The Ion Ships were blasted to Pieces, but The Efects on The Wormhole by The enemy FTLi wasn't going to stop The Rest of The Fleet Thw Wormhole closed and then Reopened Outside The FTLi Field, They were coming though.

There were Ships of Many types and shapes. 6,200 Capital Ships from Frigates to Large Star Forts, Colony Ships and Factory Ships were Behind this Fleet. In font of this Fleet was more Ion Ships, their Living Skin Flashing like lightning. The Fleet Behind them were safe.......It was The Front of The Ship that was more deadly.

Soon a Glow from them started up and them a Blue Beem fired at The 'Huemon' Ships. This Beem was a EMP Beem that would disable a ship. The Beems were targeting The enemy Ships.

Fleet Admiral Haldar watched in amusement as the enemy ships opened fire from the edge of the system. He watched as the beams fired out towards his fleet, which made subtle course changes which avoided the barrage with ease. Why they were firing from this range made no sense. Well, they were now forced to the slow crawl of their normal engines. “Natalia, move the fleet closer to the planet.”

“Aye sir.” Her hands danced across the controls, sending a message to the fleet which activated their Slipspace drives, whichshut doen their FTLi and made their way to the space above the planet. The field was done for only a second as the fleet reappeared and set it back up again. Haldar gazed at the ta tactical screen. At this range, it would take close to an hour to reach them at this rate. They had plenty of time to gather forces.

“Thirsha, HIGHCOM received our message, did they not?”

“Yes, Admiral. They have sent a Slipspace communications probe to the planet. CENTCOM has received word of several allies which have been acquired which can come to our aid, as well as two fleets being gathered to come to our location. They should arrive in an hour. In the meantime, they are sending us two reinforcing battlegroups, to support us until those fleets arrive. HIGHCOM is going to try and send us the alien reinforcements in the meantime.”

The Fleet Admiral nodded. “Very well, we shall wait then. Have the ground force prepare for a possible ground invasion and all Super MAC stations for battle. We don't know what they will pull.”

The Lich felt its mind roaming across the whirling torrents of the Twisting Nether, as it had long ago and would probably continue to do so. It had been long since he had last walked the Nether in flesh, as it were, or even with his mind. He still remembered the days when he had been flesh, a Shaman and a soldier upon beautified Draenor. Then the Legion had come.

They had seen entire worlds burn in their fury, seen their race become a shadow, a husk driven by bloodlust, madness and hate. He had sided with wise Ner'zhul, bending all their power towards breaking free. And they had. With their elemental power, and the might of Ner'zhul, bringing even the fel arts of the Legion to bear, they had escaped into the Nether, sending innumerable Demons and corrupted Orcs into the depths of Hell.

But they had not truly escaped.

Found. Tortured, their bodies rent and broken by the vile Kil'Jaeden, they had been destroyed and remade. Liches, forever enslaved by the iron will of the Lich King, bound to his service and to the glories of his name. They had fought again for the Legion, till again they had known freedom. Now Quel'thelas, Northrend, Graveholme, all stood as symbols of the might of a new order.

The Scourge.

The Lich hissed. Something tore through the very fabric of existence, shattering what should be in a single moment of fire and blood. He saw the universe bleeding, weeping with flame and power as something violated it, as dirty as a virus or a parasite, like a rapist defiling this plane. Could it be the Legion? Some immense gateway to bring forth their forces?

He let his mind drift, focussing....This would require further investigation. He turned, bones clacking as he moved upwards from his prone position, energy crackling about his skeletal form as he gestured with his hand, a wall alighting with countless arcane sigils, bleeding into reality as a doorway appeared. The Lich King would know of this...

The Anomaly

Reality seemed to stretch thin, almost bubbling as the immense ship-form forced its way into space once more. It was enormous, part city, part warship, part battlestation. The Necropolis was meant to be a mobile extension of the Lich King's might and will. Immense beyond reckoning, its body studded with immense magical relays, shield hubs, weapons instruments and other techno-arcane curiosities, it dwarved many other ships in its singular might.

Unlike other vessels, the Necropolis was unfettered by the need for life support, its crew and soldiery largely among the Undead as it was. Death Knight Davias Cruelblade stood upon the deck, his armor aglow with ungents and potions, bleeding into the runes of devotion that marked his allegience to the Scourge.

He had been a warrior king once, ruler of a broken and feral world, fighting other clans for food and land, till he had been taken, remade, deified by the Lich King, his only true God. He had fought for blood and glory in his past life, now he fought only for the glories of the Scourge. He almost laughed as he looked at the ships that emerged from the singularity.

They would probably need a net. And a pot.

Two other vessels tore into existence, like immense pillars of intertwined ship, city and weapon. Nerubian Hive-vessels, the great harbingers of the Crypt Fiend hordes. Each was used in orbital assault and planetary conquest, able to disgorge uncounted hordes of conventional Undead and Undead Nerubian Warriors, each bound to the will of a glorious Crypt Lord.

This is the Necropolis Livingbreaker and attendant vessels of the Nerubian Hivefleets, Death of Nerub and Venom of Tutrath'Akris.

In the name of the Scourge and the Lich King, we have come to investigate the canker in the firmament. What are these interlopers? Identify yourselves in His Name!

"All power to our shields, weapons ready. The same to the Hiveships. I will not be caught unawares by these interlopers or by the accursed living"

Haldar was puzzled. What could they be doing here?

”Greetings to you. We are the Imperium of Terra, the nation holding this system. We are currently under attack, as I am sure you are well aware, by these strange aliens. If you wish to help, it would be greatly appreciated. Diplomatic negotiations can be opened anytime after these aliens have been purged from this system. As for the canker you speak of, that would be their”

He didn't know what they were or why they were here, but he had a bad feeling from the looks of their ships. It was something....unnatural.

“Sir!” He whirled around.

“What, what is it?”

“Alien ships detected on the edge of the FTLi field. It's the Sephirothians, by the data we received from HIGHCOM. Allies, sir.” Haldar sighed. Good, help, help was good. They could beat these creatures back, only if they had enough ships to counter their large numbers.

“Open a channel.” A channel was opened and he spoke to the Sephirothians.

”Greetings, fellow allies. You are currently on the edge of the FTLi field we set up to deter our enemies. Come to these coordinates; we need to gather our strength for the coming battle ahead.”

OOC: Note, Sephiroth, the FTLi field prevents you from coming any close than the edge of the system, unless gravity wells don't affect you. Then, by all means, come in. Also, do you mind posting the exact number of ships you have? Thanks.

****

At Sol.

Carlyle watched as the plasma barrage annihilated the Battleship. “All forces, prepare to move in and finish off the rest of the enemy fleet.”

“Sir....” Carlyle saw the man pointing at the fleet and watched it turn into a series of fireballs as they detonated rather than deal with the possibility of capture. The Admiral sighed. It pained him to see a race do that to themselves. They weren't going to hurt them or execute them. So why the mass suicide? All the conceal information? The implications was mindboggling and left too many questions unanswered. He watched onscreen as the Balroggans began to pick up the pieces and began a scan, trying to find details. He turned to Se'Vir. Carlyle was about to talk when a man came in and leaned in, whispering into his ear. If Se'Vir was able to catch the man's thoughts or hear the words, he would find the latest update on Harvest, with the arrival of the massive alien armada, the same as the one that just committed suicide, as well as the arrival of alien powers, Sephiroth and Icecrown Glacier. The Admiral's face turned grim and he nodded at the man, who left. Turning back to Se'Vir, he spoke.

“Well, Commander, it would appear we have a situation. The same aliens who just killed themselves have sent an armad, around six thousand ships strong, at our system, Harvest. They have managed to delay the enemy for about an hour with their FTLi system, which I think you can get around with your technology. If it's not too much to ask, I would like it if your forces went to go aid my own at Harvest. If we can beat back their forces there, this little conflict will be all but won.” While he waited for Se'Vir to reply he sent a message to the TFU ships:

”Message to Admiral Alexi. The Harvest system is under attack by enemy armada. Current numbers indicate 6,200 ships. Coordinates are being sent with this message. We are gathering our forces at the planet to counter the enemy fleet, which will arrive within striking range within one hour.”

OOC: As we discussed online, but the location is where my fleet is.

Also, unless Sephiroth is able to pierce my FTLi, the attacks are null, both him and you, Hat.

Alexi sat back in his leather like chair his hands rising to his chin, he sighed as his eyes panned the infinite darkness that was space, he heard the the message as he sat back, his officer constantly working around him, the sound of the engines and blipping of consoles reverberating through the ship. he sighed again looking up to his con officer his hands grasping the leathery like armrest. he nodded gently and started to speak his voice with a eastern accent..

"Send a message to colonial fleet command and let them know that we require assistance.." the con officer nodded starting to blip on the console sending a message.. several moments later as response was sent the con officer looked over to Alexi smiling saying in a upbeat young voice.
"Sir High command has responded and said the 6th fleet will be dispatched to
the harvest system as ordered.."

Alexi smiled and looked at him nodding "Thank you ensign"

1200 hours inside Colonial space:


a massive 200 ship fleet made ready for departure, there engines pushing massive and small bodies alike along in to the shimmering darkness of space, there bodies glimering gently as they floated ominously along.

on the bridge of the UCS Excalibur.. the captain sat back on his chair looking towards his officers, the bridge was well lit and noisy bridge, officers walking around attending to there duties as they blipped on there consoles. the blond haired captain sat back looking out in to space saying to his helm officer in a commanding voice... "Set a course to the harvest system full speed make sure fighters are prepped for launch as soon as we get there..." the con officer nodded sending the message with a few strokes of his hands on the glassy luminous panel.. Suddenly the massive fleet started to shimmer in a crackling white and blue energy as they hyper warped towards there destination, they rushed forth in to the energetically crackling portals there engines pushing them in quickly as they simmered out of existence as each ship left the portal closed and dead silence was left just black space...

Several Moments later the massive fleet ominously burst thought space there large and small forms shimmering as the portals crackle open in a demonic noise , there engines pushing them out towards the planet , there bodies shimmered gently in the bright light of the sun, as they moved in to the darkness towards the planet, thunderbolt IV's and other fighters rushing forth from launch bays, they swooshed forth there small bodies glimering gently in the night sky as they moved in to wings, the ships rushing behind them.

message from the 6th fleet: This is captain braxton of the colonial alliance sixth fleet to all enemy vessels, withdraw or be eliminated this our only warning.

suddenly braxton turned to his con officer again this time motioning him to contact the friendly forces.

This is captain braxton of the colonial alliance sixth fleet, we are here to re enforce your ships may we win this battle.

fighter wings began taking up defensive positions, they flew and screamed past each other...

"this is alpha eagle one to tango omega, lets begin defensive sweeps vectoring one zero three two.."

"affirmative alpha eagle one, you heard him boys begin sweeps at that vector"

they rushed past each other flowing towards the planet as the ships flowed behind...

“Another outburst? Damn they’re persistent. Show me the details so we can formulate a proper plan. We have a time window of about an hour? Hmmm…”

Se’Vir thought carefully balancing the abilities of Balrogga with what little they knew about these aliens. Their sole sources of knowledge lay in the sample and the scans of the ships. He knew something was strange with their forces and he felt there was something they missed (reference to the person in the space suit Hataria left behind) so he carefully went through every known detail.

They claim to be from another dimension. They use wormhole-like structures to travel. They destroy themselves instead of risking capture. They are definitely hostile.

Hmm… An idea began to form. He reached out with his mind and contacted the carrier and gathered some information. After issuing some orders, The Azrael faded away leaving the rest of the ships behind. He then looked up at Carlyle.

“I think I have an idea. I sent The Azrael ahead to achieve Phase One. She will return for the next phase. Please listen carefully and let me finish before asking question.”

Se’Vir began to tell his idea. IT took a few minutes to get through it but the look of awe and determination on his host’s face showed he approved of it.




Harvest System:



The Azrael faded into the system near the planet and several structured began to leave the cargo decks. The large platforms were of unknown construction and purpose. The carrier placed one at each pole and six in a staggered equator orbit. The carrier then faded away again leaving the eight structures behind as its only legacy it had even been there.

Sensors showed there was nothing there, almost as if they absorbed them.

oooc hat stop controlling my stuff i state losses for my torps


ic sir the battle ships are crippled order a figthing retreat

OOC: Seph, can your ships penetrate through a gravity well? If not, then the battle could not have happened, seeing as you would be stuck at the edge of the system.

If it can, carry on. Though, you still need to post exact numbers of your ships and I do believe that when you fire missiles or shells, they decide their fate a bit. Also, he has 6,200 ships, they have enough defenses to wipe out a wave of torpedoes from a fleet of your size, I hate to say it but its true.

oh yeah last post null and void but i use the imaaterium as ftl

OOC: Ah, well then, carry on with your fight, or retreat towards us. Your choice.

OOC *Waits for Seph's Reply to what Telros said.*

FAR EDGE OF HARVEST SYSTEM

UNSC Battlegroup Alpha suddenly snapped violently into real space. It's ships thundering towards the center of the system. Fleet Admrial Billings paced the bridge of the Flagship of Battlegroup Alpha, The UNSC Wasp.

He tapped his thumb on the hammer of his antique ball and cap pistol that was in the holster on his him as he thought. He got a priority message from HIGHCOM to two battlegroups ahead of him while the rest of the fleet got pulled itself together. But apparently he had gotten there first.

The ship's AI, Aphrodite popped into exsistance and started to observe the room.

"Situation Aph?" Billings asked.

"It looks like we beat the other two battlegroups here, which is odd...as for in system, I am picking up thousands of ships out there" She said with a slow, calm voice.

"So in short, it has gone to hell and a handbasket?" Billings stated blatently.

"Of infinate porportions" She quipped.

"Of course, wouldn't have it any other way" Billings replied. "Send a message on UNSC E-band to all allied ships of the UNSC"

//message E-band//
//Rerout//UNSC WASP//APHRODITE//
//TO ALL UNSC ALLIED FORCES//

This is Battlegroup Alpha reporting in. Multiple ships in battlegroup. ETA to Harvest, thirty minuets. Fleet Admrial Billings sends his regards.

//end message//repeat//

coms all ships fall in with alled unsc vessels

SPACE NEAR HARVEST

Suddenly, a group of 9 ships of the Edward City Space Command appeared from slipspace. Slowly, Battlegroup Reach approached Harvest.

As Admiral John Wilko went to ship's bridge a red bulb illuminated at the same time a voice on megaphony said:

"All personnel prepare for combat alert alpha. Please, report to your combat checkpoint"

Then, John began running to the bridge. When he arrived an electronical-like voice stated:

"We have detected many ships near Harvest. I have also received a high priority message from UNSC Fleetcom Admiral Billings. Showing on screen."

Suddenly, an encrypted message text appeared on the holo-screen as it was being decodified. Message stated:

"//message E-band//
//Rerout//UNSC WASP//APHRODITE//
//TO ALL UNSC ALLIED FORCES//

This is Battlegroup Alpha reporting in. Multiple ships in battlegroup. ETA to Harvest, thirty minuets. Fleet Admrial Billings sends his regards.

//end message//repeat//"

"Ok, send a reply to Aphrodite", Wilko said,

"Send this to Admiral Billings: Admiral Billings, this is Admiral John Wilko of the Edward City Space Command transmitting from ECSC Yvne in command of Battlegroup Reach. We're inbound of Harvest space, Cavalry has arrived!"

Then, Wilko said:

"Establish an approaching course to Harvest. Order all ships to prepare their Fighters to begin with the attack."

Suddenly Aphrodite's skin leapt with mathmatics and symbols.

"Sir, more incomming ships, they are freindly, it is battlegroup Reach" She stated. "They are on the same in system course that we are on"

The tactical screen which was already covered in green and red dots with correlating data with each dot, nine more popped on. The position of the dots was not to far away, and the two battlegroups were comming closer together. This was a welcome sight indeed. It wasn't going to be another episode of "Billings vs the hellish hordes".

"Hot damn!" Billings shouted, making one of the helm officers jump.

"Aph, form up the battlegroup in formation Gamma, have Battlegroup Reach join the party and set a course directly perpendicular to the invading fleet. I want to T-bone the bastards" Billings ordered.

Aphrodited complied and began the work. She had worked with the Admiral for a long time. Almost all of her operational lifetime. She couldn't of asked for a better freind.

"Sir, do you think we can make a difference?" she asked.

"I got a fully armed battlegroup that says we do" Billings said.

He hit the fleetwide com.

"All ships, get your fighters in the air, fire all SHIVA and FENRIS nukes to the positions inside the invading fleet" Billings ordered.

Aphrodite quickly made herself busy sending the prescribe coordinates for the missles to the battlegroup. If she had fingers, she would be crossing them.

ON YVNE'S BRIDGE:

"Admiral, I'm receiving signals showing Alpha's Nuke-launcher platforms preparing for an attack" said Commander Lissako.

"Ok. Lissako, order all ships to prepare Nuclear Missile Platforms for attack. This ship is going to have it's baptism of fire."

"Platforms activated and waiting for orders Sir!"

"Lissako, order to open fire only if Battlegroup Alpha ships do"

"Ok Admiral"

Suddenly, Admiral Wilko said:

"Lissako, order all ship to follow an encounter course with Battlegroup Alpha and prepare a Pelican. I will board UNSC Wasp to meet with Fleet Admiral Billings"

"Ok Sir" Lissako responded.

Battlegroup Alpha and Reach came together flawlessley, forming a three deminsinal speartip, giving each ship an angle of clear fire. It was Billings favorite tactic. As much firepower to the front with mutual protection, it was a hard tactic to beat.

"Aph, fire those nukes at your discretion, follow them up with a fleetwide MAC volley with some Archer missles to follow on their coattails" He ordered.

"I am on top of it sir. I admire your love of ancinet earth military tactics. Truly admirable, men standing yards apart firing point blank, baptisim of fire" She stated as she set up the codes and telemertry for the shooting solutions and putting them on screen.

"No Aph, that was my first wife" He chuckled to himself.

He found it comforting that he still had a sense of humor.

"Sir, the commander of Battlegroup Reach is wishing to come aboard and talk to you" Aphrodite announced.

"Why of course, we still have fifteen to thirty minuets, have him meet me in the.....the heck with it, I will meet him when he lands in the bay" Billings replied.

Aphrodite smiled and blinked out and began her preperations to fire. The MAC's and Archers still needed to get closer, but the nukes, they were ready. With wisps of exsaust, all of Battlegroup Alpha's SHIVA and FENRIS nukes sailed to their pinpoint targets within the enemy fleet. Seventy of them in all. If it wasn't for the fact that they were barley detectable by sensors made them excellet suprise weapons in a firefight. The missles carrened towards their targets. Aphrodite waited for them to explode before fireing the second round of attacks.

ONBOARD PELICAN R112

As the Pelican fastly took off from Yvne's cargo bay, Lissako's interferenced radio voice is heard as he says:

"Sir, they,ve accepted our meeting proposal. Billings will receive you on the Bay when you arrive."

"Ok, anything else?" Admiral Wilko shouted while putting on his security belt

"Yes", Lissako said, "They have also stated to launch a Nuke attack in thirty minutes or something else."

"Ok. Lissako, now Captain Rogers will take command of the ship while I'm at the Wasp."

"Okay Sir. Good meeting. Salute Billings from my part."

"I'll do."

"Pelican Rodger-one-one-two, you have permisson to dock at bay five. Be informed, nucluear ordiance has been launched. The Admiral is awaiting your arrival"

this is strike cruiser daemons baine to aphrodite alied fleet in bound eta 2 hours

"Preparing for aproach!"

"Ok!" John said.

Pelican lands on board the UNSC Capital ship as Fleet Admiral Billings aproaches to welcome.

"Hi Admiral, how is the battle going?" said Admiral Wilko

The Remian Fleet was soon crossing though The FTLi Field, All their Weapons ready. The Fleet soon started to sent out one of the Remians most deadly fighters. The Falcon Long Range Fighter, like all Remian Fighters, Bombers and Gunboats, It was in The Shape of a Bird, namely a Falcon. These fast Long Range Fighters had six Repeating Laser Cannons, about 45,000 of these fighters were being sent to draw the enemy into a Trap, The Remians were going to force The enemy Fighters to attack them all the while, 3,000 Condor Class Gunboats, modified with Cloaking Devices would head for the Planet and take out The enemy Surface Defenses.

The Fighters were on their way.

Admiral Billings stared intently at Admiral Wilco. He scratced the scar that was across his face, biecting his eye and down to his chin. The memory of that scar upset him not because it had hurt, but that it disabled his ability to grow a proper beard. The only good out of it was that the blade that had made it had not peirced his eye but merely passed over it.

"Well Admiral Wilco, things are well over here. We got a message half way through Fleet manuvers in the Bonneville flats. Got orders to come strait here. And here we are. I think the nukes will be in place when we make our pass of the enemy fleet as we join up with the defenders. No reason why we cann't weaken them up while pass over them......don't ya think. Well, how about you my freind, how are you?"

Wilko looked at Billings' face and responded.

"Yes, I'm Okay. I gave especific orders to my second-in-command to launch a missile attack when you launch your missiles. I did also send a message to the Fleetcom asking for the use of the Mega-MAC Weapon inside the ship. Our ship's fighters are being now prepared for attack."

braxton sighed and slammed his fist with a fury on the armrest of his chair, his greenish blue eyes peered out in to the darkness of space, his blond hair glimering in the darkened light of the bridge, he looked around the bridge watching as officers rushed around going about they're duties, he leaned back as he watched the fleet clear the field and shook his head, he looked over to his helms officer and said with a commanding vigorous voice. "I want you to fall in with the defensive line make sure all guns are pointed in the enemy direction, tell alpha squadron to start flanking maneuvers and wait until enemy fighters are in range until they engage." The helms officer nodded and started taping his clear holographic consoles, his smooth hands running along the digitalized panel.

suddenly the massive fleet began moving quickly in to formation the engines pushed them along with streams of white and blue particles, the crew was tense but confident, they attended to they're duties like there was no danger as they're trained to do. as the ships moved in to position, the massive turrets on board wiled and clanked mechanically as they moved to target, along with arrays of weapons they charged up ready to unleash a deadly torrent of fire.

Alpha squadron formed up in front of the fleet as more fighters rolled out of the cruisers and battle ships they formed up in to a flanking maneuver, some hid behind other ships in wait to burst out.

"This is alpha eagle one ready to begin operation star shield, all fighters hold positions and stand by, we have incoming at vector one niner two zero five six, make sure missiles are hot and engines are on good luck boys"

"This is gamma squadron three roger that alpha our party is waiting for them all fighters stand by when they make they're pass move to vector one two eight seven niner one and begin operations."

"affirmative gamma leader"

The fighters lay in wait the squadron leader for gamma three sighing and sitting back in his cockpit as he looked at his sensors registering enemy fighters, his small thunderbolt IV fighter glimering gently in the shadow of the massive cruisers. mean while the capital ships readied they're PDGM-104 spartan missiles. Braxton stood up from his chair and sighed taping over to the holo viewer he smiled a little and looked over to his tactical officer and said with a commanding voice.. " All missile tubes fire! guns target at the ready disruptor arrays one through at the ready !" the tactical officer nodded and smiled taping his holographic console with his hands. suddenly the ominous darkness of space was broken by thousands of small and spartan missiles raced out of the tubes filling the shimmering darkness of space with waves of yellowish fire, they're MIRV warheads exploding in to an array of smaller anti matter charges as they got close to fighters going at nearly .10 c they raced towards the enemy fighters, the shimmering darkness of space lit up by these masses upon masses of point defense missiles.

Braxton sat back in his chair again raising his hands to his mouth and chin he was thinking his eyes peering out in to the now lit darkness of space, he smiled a little his eyes glimering. he looked over to his tactical officer and said with another voice.

"Well as soon as they get closer engage point defense systems and when the capital ships come in fire on them , i want this fleet reduced to a burning wreck."..

OOC: Tag 'cause you kids are funny. :D

OOC: How are we funny? =P

IC: Haldar stood on the bridge of his carrier, waiting for all their allies to gather at the planet and coordinate a defense. As long as they could hold, everything would be fine. And with all their allies, no one would be able to stop them. “Sir, rupture in space-time in sector Gamma-12. Readings indicate it is the TFU ships that the Fleet Admiral met. We have an incoming message.”

“Show me.” The message appeared on the main screen

This is captain braxton of the colonial alliance sixth fleet, we are here to re enforce your ships may we win this battle.

“Open the channel.”

The officers hands ran over the keys. “Open, sir.”

”Greetings Captain Braxton. Continue heading to the planet so we can reinforce our forces into a might wedge to drive the enemy forces apart.”

Haldar stood, waiting for a reply, while returning his attention to the tactical map, which showed the incoming Hatarian forces, still moving at a snail's pace. The alarm sounded and two battlegroups of ships appeared. “Lieutenant, what are those ships?” A pause as the woman began to scan the ships.

“Sir, they are from the UNSC alliance. Sensors identify them as Battlegroups Beta and Calico.” The Fleet Admiral let out a sigh. The other reinforcements were arriving. “Sir, Battlegroups York and London have been called off fleet manuvers by Admiral Carlyle and have arrived sir.” Haldar smiled. They were getting more and more ships. Soon, they would be able to hold back the tide.

The alarm rang again. The tactical map showed several ships appearing, and identified them as Battlegroup Alpha. “Those are....Waspian ships. Our UNSC allies have arrived.”

“Incoming message sir.”

//message E-band//
//Rerout//UNSC WASP//APHRODITE//
//TO ALL UNSC ALLIED FORCES//

This is Battlegroup Alpha reporting in. Multiple ships in battlegroup. ETA to Harvest, thirty minuets. Fleet Admrial Billings sends his regards.

//end message//repeat//

Haldar's reply came swiftly.



This is Fleet Admiral Haldar. Good to see you Admiral, we could use all the help we can. ETA is locked in, and we have sent coordinates for a position to defend Harvest. Fleet Admiral Haldar out.

The now all-too familiar alarm rang as more ships arrived. Haldar laughed out loud this time. “O Boyce ships, just in time. But a voice broke in.

“Sir.” Haldar turned to see the green glow of his A.I., Melissa. “Sensors read MAC cannon, Archer armaments being fired, along with SHIVA/FENRIS missiles.” Haldar gazed back at the screen to see the truth of her statements.

“So...a little damage before they get here. Well, we can't help them now. Prepare for the fleet for their arrival, we will deal with the enemy when the time comes.”

“Yes, sir.” The A.I. Paused “Sir, detecting fighters launching from the fleet. Around 45,000 and heading towards us.”

Haldar cursed. “Send warning data to our allies and have the fleet prepare for battle. Launch all fighters and have them stick close to the fleet, and prepare to defend it.”

“Yes sir.”

Melissa spoke again. “Haldar, the TFU fleet is moving to engage the enemy as well.” Haldar sighed.

“Move the fleet into defensive position, in front of the planet. I want to be ready for when the fleet gets here.”

At Sol

Carlyle listened to the battle plan that Se'Vir had made and his mouth was open. The plan was...pure genius. He was shocked to hear such an ingenious plan, yet he knew that with the technology Balrogga had, they could pretty much do anything. Gulping and reorienting himself, he began to speak. “That....has got to be some of the best tactical manuvering and planning I have ever seen in a long time. I wholeheartedly approve and you have my task force at your service. To be fair, as well as make sure we won't be overmatched, I recommend asking the TFU taskforce along as well, so as to strengthen this plan. Will this still be able to work withint the limits of your plan?”

OOC: Hat, O Boyce and UNSC WASP have sent attacks at you, you need to reply to them.

Imperiam of Terra:

“Yes it will. The final analysis of the fragments have been completed but the details have not been forwarded to me, only the fact that what I propose is quite possible. Please instruct the Federal ships to assemble into formation and make sure they are packed in tight. Once the ships are ready, it can begin.”

Se’Vir hesitated a moment before continuing.

“Should I conduct the maneuver from your ship or would you like to come over to The Azrael? It would work from either location. If we were to accompany our own ships we would be able to enter combat more readily but the time for a transfer of personal would be relatively small, so it really doesn’t matter.”



Harvest System:


The crew aboard the eight artifacts left in orbit around the primary planet watched the enemy advance carefully. Before any of the enemy was to arrive within long range of them, they would be ready. There would be no ships slipping through while they had eight separate sets of advanced sensors pinpointing their location. The forty five thousand fighters were each located and kept track of individually as well as the six thousand ships that they were launched from.

Until they operated, there would be no sensor sign they were even there although visual evidence was easily obtainable. The stations continued to absorb all forms of sensor emissions, using them to determine locations of the ships emitting them passively in addition to their own sensors.

Billings continued to think, all he wanted to do is get this strike done so that he could join the defense fleet. Suddenly, Aphrodite's voice echoed over the bay.

"Admirals, we are comming into MAC and Archer range. I recommend that Admiral return to his ship before we reach the enemy fleet" She stated

"She's right Admiral Wilco, the plan is to pound the enemy fleet with some shots, break off just shy of their fleet and split up the Battlegroups and form back up at the planet. It would be a turkey shoot if we stuck together after we started to pull away, and since the enemy fleet is between us and the planet, we will be passing right over them and strait down the middle for Harvest" Billings added.

The enemy Missiles Hit most of The Ships, but They were Still coming, The TFU Missiles couldn't even get though The Extra-Dimensional Metal, They should have asked for The Weekness from their Allies...............Plasma Weapons was The only Thing that could go though Remian Armor like a hot knive though Butter.

34 Bakani Destroyers, 32 Tiani Class Battleships and 7 Star Forts were Blasted to bits. The Other Ships were soon In Front of the Colony Ships, to Protect The Civilains in the Large Colony Ships.

Fighters, Gunships and Bombers were soon Pooring out of The Ships by The Tens of Thousands heading for the enemy Fleets, Behind them were odd looking, eel like things coming Behind The Fighters, Bombers and Gunships.

The 45,000 Fighters were on their way to the Terran Fleet about to engage The enemy Fleet. They were to get The fighters of the 'Hue-mons' to attack them. "Here Ugly, Ugly Ugly..." Red Leader of Red Sqaudrion said, waiting for The enemy Fighters to Attack.

Admiral Wilko looked at Billings and said:

"Ok. Good to have seen you. Good luck. I'll see you at the other side of the front line."

And then, John left the bridge with two marines that escorted him to the hangar. There he took Pelican R112 back to the Yvne.

Back on the Yvne, John returned to the bridge.

"Hello Lissako. How's that going?"

"That's okay sir. We've received a message saying that TFU ships have arrived to the battle"

"Great. Lissako, prepare for a new course. The plan is to split the two battlegroups and open fire to the enemy fleet separately and split their fleet in two and then go through them to the planet defensive lines."

Commander answered:

"Great plan Admiral!"

And Admiral responded:

"Also prepare the MAC to open fire against the enemy fleet."

OOC: How are we funny? =P


The teeny little posts, mostly.

OOC: Oh...

>_>


<-<

Not mine, I hope? =P

the first fleet of the imperial navy exited the warp coms to alll alies use us

Admiral Billings returned to the bridge and looked deep into space. Watching as the dots of enemy ships got closer and closer. He was nervous, which was a new feeling for him. He was never nervous. He thumbed his revolver's hammer a couple of times. He hoped to god that this battle would be sucsessfull, or at least to hold the tide.

Aphrodite popped up on the holo emmiter.

"Admiral, we are in range for Archer and MAC shots, I have fireing solutions for all the ships in the Battlegroup ready" She said cooly.

Her skin crawled with numbers and logistics. She noticed the Admirals demenor, and his now was something she saw not very often. He was nervous.

"We few, we happy few..." She said, knowing it would calm the Admiral.

"We band of brothers..." He replied.

He stopped thumbing his revolver. He eyes hardend and he leaned forward on the back of the chair of the navagator. The nav officer looked up for a second and returned to piloting the ship. He then straitend, and tapped the Fleetcom.

"Battlegroups Alpha and Reach, break formation, fire at will and I'll meet you at the defence line!" He ordered.

He then turned to the rest of the Brige crew.

"Okay folks, this is it, begin evasive manuvers and break away on random trajectory gamma, and I want those engines running so hot I could cook off the deck plates" He sternly ordered.

His orders were followed out quickly without another word. Battle group Alpha broke apart on random trajectorys over the enemy fleet. MAC rounds peirced space and Archer missiles streaked off toward their targets as the ships began blasting at full speed above, through, below the enemy fleet as they made their mad dash towards the defence line.

The Wasp herself thundered into the mess herself, her engines screaming like banshees as she doged and weaved. Missiles streaked towards the enemy ships, MAC rounds came one after another from her four cannnons. On board the Wasp, Admiral Billings braced himself aginst the sudden acceleration.

"Sir, reactors are running at one-twenty percent above redline, any higher and we will toast half the ship" The chief engineer announced over the roar of the engines and the rattling of the ship.

"I want another ten!" He belted out.

He was going to get to the defence line even if his ship was half melted slag.

"Once we are clear, detonate those nukes!" he shouted over the noise.
"God save us"

"Admiral, Battlegroup Alpha is sepparating from us."

Admiral replied,

"Okay, now order all ships to follow course Gamma-Tango-Gamma. When at 10 kilometers from the enemy fleet open fire with the MAC weapon."

"Ok, sir!"

Suddenly, Wilko said,
"Also, Lissako..."

Lissako answered,
"What sir?"

"Order fighters to launch. We'll need all power we can."

the imperiums first fleet exited from the warp 50 battle barges 20 strike cruisers and 30 battle shipsm formed up on the unsc fleet coms to alliees where are we needed

Carlyle nodded. “I see. I will notify them as soon as I can. As for what you ask, I would prefer to lead my ships, and it doesn't matter to me if you stay here or go back to your fleet. Do what is best for you and your plan, and is easier on you. I just want to fight off these invaders and ensure that my nation is safe once more.” He moved to the comm suite in the table and typed in a message which was sent to TFU forces in the Sol system.

”Greeting Admiral Alexi. The Balroggans have come up with an idea that is fairly interesting. I am forwarding the details to you along with this message. The coordinates are there as well. Form up around the Balroggan ships when the signal is given and pack it in tight. It's going to be a tight squeeze.”

The Admiral himself was bringing the Super Carrier Terra's Pride as well as two battlegroups as an escort. He hoped this plan of his would work. For all their sakes.

At Harvest

“Admiral, the UNSC forces as well as the Federal Union fleet have unloaded their missiles at the enemy. Several ships have been destroyed but so far, not much have been killed.”

“I see. We can't do anything yet, Ensign. I want to give the Imperium and our allies as much time as possible to gather their forces to aid us.”

“Yes sir.” They watched as the UNSC Waspian ships unloaded their MAC rounds and Archer missiles and began to head to their position.

“Have the fleet ready itself for a barrage. If we need to give them cover, dammit, we will give them cover. Also, open a channel to our allies in the system." A pause.

"Done sir." Haldar began speaking.

"Federal fleet, Sephirothian fleet and UNSC allies, listen up. We have encountered these guys before and have found that gravitic and plasma weapons have a great effect on them. If you have such weapons, then use them against the enemy."


OOC: All OOC arguments, discussions, etc is to go here:

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"I will return to The Azrael and await confirmation from the Federals and their movement into formation before we begin. I will keep in constant contact during the maneuver."

After bowing his head in respect to his host, Se’Vir was escorted back to his waiting shuttle and a few short minutes later he was aboard his own ship, waiting for the others to be ready.




Harvest System:



The stations left in orbit around the primary planet continued to scan the battlefield, keeping track of every fighter, freighter, capital ship, and the multitude of projectiles being flung between the two opposing sides.

Those on the stations would be ready once the enemy finally made it through the FTLi field. They would not be caught sleeping and allow any ships through for as soon as the enemy were to get close enough, they would be ready to act against the enemy that was taking a very long time to get there.

athermituve saidthe warmaster all ships plasma barrage on my mark for the god emperor

The Remian Fighters soon Dove and started Fireing against the 'Hue-mon' Ships, fallowed by Remian Stag-Beatle Bombers that were dropping Dark Energy Bombs against The enemy Ships.

The Remian Capital Ships soon started their Attack, Missile, Torpedoes and Blaster and laser Fire was used against The enemy Ships, More Fighters, Bombers and Gunships were soon Attacking also, AT POINT BLANK RANGE! the Capital Ships were moveing in to Point Blank range soon.

All the while The Colony Ships stayed out of the Battle.

oooc hat i doubt your enegry bombs are good against voidsheilds

Braxton stood up with a growl his eyes panned the shimmering darkness of space as his fleet stood in position waiting, as the enemy ships approached he looked at the tactical officer his hands to his side and his eyes panning the holographic console he said with a deep commanding voice. "Target all positron beams disruptor cannons and stand by Quantum torpedoes! Fire disruptor's !tell fighters to engage the enemy" suddenly the massive federal fleet started pouring fire from there weapons banks, thousands upon thousands of powerful disruptor bolts, disruptor beams, and positron beams crackled and snowshed forth towards the enemy fleet lighting up the darkness of space. disruptor cannons fired again and again reverberating energy noises through the ships green bolts of fire traveling quickly towards ships, the captain stood on the bridge looking out as his ships fired torrent after torrent of weapons fire. the dark ominously silence of space was broken, now federal ships had unleashed fury upon the enemy green disruptor bolt zipped in large numbers criss crossing the area there greenish glow like hellish lost souls on a mission of revenge. beams of crackling white and blue energy rushed out of emitters in streams and rivers of fire, lighting the ships firing them all sort of colors, the glimering massive hulls of federal ships opened up as wave after wave of disruptor and beam fire lit there glimering rough hulls. cruisers and other ships held the line unleashing untold amount of fire upon the enemy. Braxton stood up looking out as his ships fired zipping energy pulses and swooshing crackling beams of energy, his hands behind him as his eyes panned and looked out at all the fire rushing at his foes, he grinned gently, his lips quivering up and his eyes narrowing, he sighed and swiftly turned to face the tactical officer his white skin light up by the fire coming off of his ship, he said in another commanding voice.

"Fire quantum torpedoes at them keep other weapons firing as well, lay down so much fire they wont have a chance to fire much back!" "Yes sir" said the officer in a swift deep voice. suddenly the ships strengthened there fire this time orange compressed beams followed the blue and white ones, crackling through the ominous darkness of space, disruptor bolts increased, thousands upon thousands of them ripped through space crackling with energetic like noise as they rushed forth like lances of judgment from god , the hellish brimstone torrents of fire increasing to there limit, suddenly following torrents of fire thousands of blushing glowing bolts fired out from each ship filling space with even more color, they streaked across towards enemy vessels at full speed there warhead of exotic particles enough to turn and quantum flux hulls in to plasma hotter than any thing known to man, they rushed forth going at .80 c guiding towards enemy ships , thousands upon thousand of them rained like lost spirits looking for revenge. Phaser beams and disruptor bolts went hand in hand with the torpedoes and large positron beams.

~This is alpha eagle one ready to engage the enemy all squadrons fire on vector one zero mark eight nine mark twelve one engage the enemy!~
Suddenly thunder bolts maneuvered instantly in positions rushing over using tactical jumps to secure positions behind and around fighters , at long ranges they unleashed torrents of missiles, the enemy suddenly saw thousands of fighters unleash many missiles from there bays, the missiles streaked from the fighters filling space with shrieking yellow streams of exhaust.
~ this is alpha leader missiles are away begin starbrust maneuver~

After unleashing there torrent of missiles from long range the fighters broke formation and banked away rushing at quick speeds firing missiles again and again , the fighters did erratic maneuvers as there missiles streaked across space at high speeds. The squadron leader held his control in his hand pushing froward back and side to side banking and rushing off, engines were hot streaming out white and blue particles as the fighter swooshed across the shimmering darkness of space . he looked out of the cockpit starts rushing one way then another as he pushed his controls from side to side, he he flipped his hand to the side tapping on a few buttons then went over the comns ~all fighters ready disruptor cannons and engage ECM !~ the squadron did just that with in seconds of the order massive pulses of ECM filled the area. He smiled with a sigh his missiles as the other missiles were doing homing in on fighter craft, he sat back sweat in his forehead as his masked face looked around in his fighter... the sheer scale of the battle was enormous his entire view was filled with silent constant streams of thousands upon thousands of heavy disruptor bolts beams of fire and torpedo's racing from his comrades ships, the darkness of space was lit with massive torrents of hellish brim stone fire.



Alexi sat back in his chair looking out in to the vast darkness of space, a smile creeping over his face as he heard the comns from his allies, he sat up looking out side his black gloved hands placed on the armrests as his mind swam with thoughts , he sat back again with a sigh moving one hand up and waving it to the comn officer he smiled again a devilish grin coming over his odd face, his hair shimmering with a little sweat from his hat as he took it off with the other hand he nodded and said to his con officer... "Confirm that we are ready" his Russian accent reverberating through the battle ships bridge. the ships began to form up there engines pushing them slightly there rough hulls shimmering in the light of the sun.

Learn the rules of capitalization.

Learn the rules of capitalization.

OOC: Rather than pointlessly flame, why not leave their thread alone?

(ooc: whom is he talking to?)

OOC: As AB said, don't flame in our thread. Also, if anyone needs to learn anything, its you for butting into threads rather rudely. I would like to ask that you delete your post. Thank you.



IC:

Haldar watched as O Boyce and Waspian ships reached their lines and were safe from the coming assault and the accelerating vectors of the Remian ships towards their lines. "Sir, detecting massive energy signatures coming from the Federal Union fleet. Also reading hundreds of fighters deploying from their fleet." The Admiral nodded.

"What of the enemy?"

"Their fighters and bombers are deployed and heading towards our position with incredible haste. They will be reaching our lines in about two minutes."

"Understood, activate the plasma pulse generators and ready the fleet for the first salvo. I want firing solutions plotted, and all vectors to be covered."

"Aye aye, sir."

In the hour it took for the alien fleet to close with the Harvest Defense Fleet(HDF), as the computer had designated them, the Imperial forces had worked on a machine that would help with the fighter wave. It was a generator that shot multiple pulses of energy in a single direction. It was perfect for wiping out the fighter wave, especially with the fact it was firing plasma, which excelled at destroying the alien ships. As the fighters, bombers and gunships came into range, the line of plasma generators in front of the Imperium fleet exploded and started sending wave after wave of plasma waves into the enemy fighters, energy as hot as the sun, melting and destroying all in its path. The generators fired dozens of such waves into the fighters before being used up. Then, another surprise greeted the incoming fleet. The Imperial fleet had parted, opening a hole for the Super MAC stations to fire through. A hail of twenty Super MAC rounds came flying through, slamming towards the enemy fleet. Their supersonic wake was powerful enough to wipe out any fighters in its wake. After that salvo, the fleet came together once more and they fired their salvo. 298 MAC shells were sent blasting through space, through the horde of fighters, their wake able to destroy fighters as well, and sent slamming into the enemy fleet. Thousands of Archer missiles were launched into the enemy fighter fleet, seeking out the fighters as they locked on, and causing explosions to dot the space in front of them. The UNSC battlegroups added to Haldar's command added their own fire. Hundreds of turbolasers, concussion missiles, heavy laser and ion cannons were sent flooding through the fighter fleet, some bound to impact with the fighters, at the enemy capital ships. And the TIE fighters, and normal fighters of the UNSC battlegroups launched, adding to the already formidable fighter defense.

When the surviving fighters, however many got through that hell of fire they had just endured, they immediately fell under attack. The 1280 Longsword fighters launched forward to engage the enemy fighters as they reached the fleet, firing hundreds of armor-piercing, tracking missiles and their twin plasma cannons lit space with blue fire. The TIE fighters roared in, blasting their lasers, just as hot as plasma, into the enemy fighters, and the other fighters joined in, their laser cannons blazing in the fray. And finally, after enduring all of that, the enemy fighters, however few trickled in from that baptism of fire, would find itself under a massive attack by PD lasers from the UNSC battlegroups, and a massive criss-crossing web of Sentinel PD system lasers, cutting space with hot beams of focused red plasma, wiping out fighters that it touched. Meanwhile, the carriers and cruisers of the fleet aimed and fired their energy beam projectors, 24 beams cutting into the enemy fleet, hot plasma slicing apart the enemy, and countless arrays of pulse lasers were unleashed on the fighters, adding more to their plate.

And this was only the Imperial fleet. The other fleets were undoubtedly working just as hard to fight the enemy.

The fleet began to working up another salvo as the fighters fought one another.

Battle was joined.

Braxton stood up with a growl his eyes panned the shimmering darkness of space as his fleet stood in position waiting, as the enemy ships approached he looked at the tactical officer his hands to his side and his eyes panning the holographic console he said with a deep commanding voice. "Target all positron beams disruptor cannons and stand by Quantum torpedoes! Fire disruptor's !tell fighters to engage the enemy" suddenly the massive federal fleet started pouring fire from there weapons banks, thousands upon thousands of powerful disruptor bolts, disruptor beams, and positron beams crackled and snowshed forth towards the enemy fleet lighting up the darkness of space. disruptor cannons fired again and again reverberating energy noises through the ships green bolts of fire traveling quickly towards ships, the captain stood on the bridge looking out as his ships fired torrent after torrent of weapons fire. the dark ominously silence of space was broken, now federal ships had unleashed fury upon the enemy green disruptor bolt zipped in large numbers criss crossing the area there greenish glow like hellish lost souls on a mission of revenge. beams of crackling white and blue energy rushed out of emitters in streams and rivers of fire, lighting the ships firing them all sort of colors, the glimering massive hulls of federal ships opened up as wave after wave of disruptor and beam fire lit there glimering rough hulls. cruisers and other ships held the line unleashing untold amount of fire upon the enemy. Braxton stood up looking out as his ships fired zipping energy pulses and swooshing crackling beams of energy, his hands behind him as his eyes panned and looked out at all the fire rushing at his foes, he grinned gently, his lips quivering up and his eyes narrowing, he sighed and swiftly turned to face the tactical officer his white skin light up by the fire coming off of his ship, he said in another commanding voice.

"Fire quantum torpedoes at them keep other weapons firing as well, lay down so much fire they wont have a chance to fire much back!" "Yes sir" said the officer in a swift deep voice. suddenly the ships strengthened there fire this time orange compressed beams followed the blue and white ones, crackling through the ominous darkness of space, disruptor bolts increased, thousands upon thousands of them ripped through space crackling with energetic like noise as they rushed forth like lances of judgment from god , the hellish brimstone torrents of fire increasing to there limit, suddenly following torrents of fire thousands of blushing glowing bolts fired out from each ship filling space with even more color, they streaked across towards enemy vessels at full speed there warhead of exotic particles enough to turn and quantum flux hulls in to plasma hotter than any thing known to man, they rushed forth going at .80 c guiding towards enemy ships , thousands upon thousand of them rained like lost spirits looking for revenge. Phaser beams and disruptor bolts went hand in hand with the torpedoes and large positron beams.

~This is alpha eagle one ready to engage the enemy all squadrons fire on vector one zero mark eight nine mark twelve one engage the enemy!~
Suddenly thunder bolts maneuvered instantly in positions rushing over using tactical jumps to secure positions behind and around fighters , at long ranges they unleashed torrents of missiles, the enemy suddenly saw thousands of fighters unleash many missiles from there bays, the missiles streaked from the fighters filling space with shrieking yellow streams of exhaust.
~ this is alpha leader missiles are away begin starbrust maneuver~

After unleashing there torrent of missiles from long range the fighters broke formation and banked away rushing at quick speeds firing missiles again and again , the fighters did erratic maneuvers as there missiles streaked across space at high speeds. The squadron leader held his control in his hand pushing froward back and side to side banking and rushing off, engines were hot streaming out white and blue particles as the fighter swooshed across the shimmering darkness of space . he looked out of the cockpit starts rushing one way then another as he pushed his controls from side to side, he he flipped his hand to the side tapping on a few buttons then went over the comns ~all fighters ready disruptor cannons and engage ECM !~ the squadron did just that with in seconds of the order massive pulses of ECM filled the area. He smiled with a sigh his missiles as the other missiles were doing homing in on fighter craft, he sat back sweat in his forehead as his masked face looked around in his fighter... the sheer scale of the battle was enormous his entire view was filled with silent constant streams of thousands upon thousands of heavy disruptor bolts beams of fire and torpedo's racing from his comrades ships, the darkness of space was lit with massive torrents of hellish brim stone fire.



Alexi sat back in his chair looking out in to the vast darkness of space, a smile creeping over his face as he heard the comns from his allies, he sat up looking out side his black gloved hands placed on the armrests as his mind swam with thoughts , he sat back again with a sigh moving one hand up and waving it to the comn officer he smiled again a devilish grin coming over his odd face, his hair shimmering with a little sweat from his hat as he took it off with the other hand he nodded and said to his con officer... "Confirm that we are ready" his Russian accent reverberating through the battle ships bridge. the ships began to form up there engines pushing them slightly there rough hulls shimmering in the light of the sun.


Like the others, the Federal Torpedo and Missile Fire met with The Remian CIWS, The Armor on Remian Ships protected them from enemy Laser Fire, but some ships (23 Battleships, 31 Cruisers 2 Star Forts and 60 Destroyers) were Destroyed.

But The enemy was still Being fired on, Consatrated on The TFU ships, Dark Matter Warhead Missiles, Dark Engery Torpedoes and Laser Fire from all Warships were soon being sent like Bats out of Hell.

The Remians used Dark Energy and Dark Matter as a powersorce and as a Weapon. The enemy would be in a fight for their life.


Plamsa Fire from The Hue-mons did even more Damage the TFU's Fire. 60 Battleships, 40 Cruisers, 50 Destroyers, 34 Frigates and 12 StarForts were Destroyed and 22,000 Fighters, Bombers and Gunships were gone The odd Eel like ships heading for The enemy ships were soon nearing the 'Hue-mon' Flagship. Useing Dark Matter Projecters, the Eel like ships were forceing The Shields Opening.

Space exploded with the sight of laser fire and plasma fire being exchanged and explosions punctuating the space around the Imperial fleet, as Longswords, TIE's, and UNSC fighters battled the Remian fighters, a full-scale slaughter, poetry in motion, as the high quality ships outflew and endured more than their counterparts, excusing the TIE's, and with the Sentinel PD system, the enemy fighters found themselves with nowhere to go in the battle, as either missiles, plasma fire, laser fire, or Sentinel beams would find them. The fighters would have their hands full surviving.

Haldar watched the battle on the tactical holomap, watching the devastation. The ships twitched as the impact of a dark energy torpedo hit the shields. "What was that, Ensign?"

"Sir, it's some kind of energy weapon. It appears to be the specialty of these aliens, but if they planned on it hurting us more than conventional weaponry, you can rest easy." The Fleet Admiral smirked.

"Damn straight, Ensign. As you were." He turned to get a drink when Melissa appeared.

"Sir, I found something interesting you may like to see." Haldar raised an eyebrow, turning to face her. She waved a hand and the tactical holomap zoomed in on their own ship, as it showed the many eel-like ships struggling to get through their shields. "Sensors have detected these.....things trying to get through our shields, At the rate they are hurting the shields, the battle will be over."

"And you told me about this instead of annihilating them with the PD system why?" Melissa grinned viciously and snapped her fingers, and the map twitched and the eels were shown to have lots of glowing balls inside them.

"They appear to be boarding craft." Haldar stared and then an evil grin appeared on his face.

"Oh...oh I so love you right now Melissa!" Her face turned a bright green, her equivalent of a blush.

"Why thank you, I knew you would appreciate it. I took the liberty of readying Marine and ODST counter-boarding parties."

"....Melissa?"

Her gaze grew worried. Had she overstepped her bounds? "Yes, Admiral?"

"The next time HIGHCOM asks to take you away to their HQ, do me a favor and make sure their request stays lost in the mail." She grinned and nodded.

"Yes sir!"

As the boarding craft futilely worked to open the shields, they would find the shields suddenly go down and the ship exposed to their evil touch. It was obvious the shields had been lowered by the ship itself, the boarding craft would never have had a chance in hell of downing the shields on their own. It was a challenge, a smack to the face a blatant come and get me

If the aliens knew what was in store, they would have turned and left right then and there....

OOC: Alright, Hat. Don't go saying I wanked, because at that range, I can easily see whats inside, and I have an A.I. monitoring the battle, so they won't get lost in the shuffle. Also, dark energy or no, my ships are not that easy to get into, especially the flagship, unless I allow it. And the dark energy...we have no idea what the hell its supposed to be, so you calling it special doesn't make it so, we need reasons. And even then, you still have average ships.

And, no having your forces find out what is in store, or I will get VERY unhappy.

Space exploded with the sight of laser fire and plasma fire being exchanged and explosions punctuating the space around the Imperial fleet, as Longswords, TIE's, and UNSC fighters battled the Remian fighters, a full-scale slaughter, poetry in motion, as the high quality ships outflew and endured more than their counterparts, excusing the TIE's, and with the Sentinel PD system, the enemy fighters found themselves with nowhere to go in the battle, as either missiles, plasma fire, laser fire, or Sentinel beams would find them. The fighters would have their hands full surviving.

Haldar watched the battle on the tactical holomap, watching the devastation. The ships twitched as the impact of a dark energy torpedo hit the shields. "What was that, Ensign?"

"Sir, it's some kind of energy weapon. It appears to be the specialty of these aliens, but if they planned on it hurting us more than conventional weaponry, you can rest easy." The Fleet Admiral smirked.

"Damn straight, Ensign. As you were." He turned to get a drink when Melissa appeared.

"Sir, I found something interesting you may like to see." Haldar raised an eyebrow, turning to face her. She waved a hand and the tactical holomap zoomed in on their own ship, as it showed the many eel-like ships struggling to get through their shields. "Sensors have detected these.....things trying to get through our shields, At the rate they are hurting the shields, the battle will be over."

"And you told me about this instead of annihilating them with the PD system why?" Melissa grinned viciously and snapped her fingers, and the map twitched and the eels were shown to have lots of glowing balls inside them.

"They appear to be boarding craft." Haldar stared and then an evil grin appeared on his face.

"Oh...oh I so love you right now Melissa!" Her face turned a bright green, her equivalent of a blush.

"Why thank you, I knew you would appreciate it. I took the liberty of readying Marine and ODST counter-boarding parties."

"....Melissa?"

Her gaze grew worried. Had she overstepped her bounds? "Yes, Admiral?"

"The next time HIGHCOM asks to take you away to their HQ, do me a favor and make sure their request stays lost in the mail." She grinned and nodded.

"Yes sir!"

As the boarding craft futilely worked to open the shields, they would find the shields suddenly go down and the ship exposed to their evil touch. It was obvious the shields had been lowered by the ship itself, the boarding craft would never have had a chance in hell of downing the shields on their own. It was a challenge, a smack to the face a blatant come and get me

If the aliens knew what was in store, they would have turned and left right then and there....

OOC: Alright, Hat. Don't go saying I wanked, because at that range, I can easily see whats inside, and I have an A.I. monitoring the battle, so they won't get lost in the shuffle. Also, dark energy or no, my ships are not that easy to get into, especially the flagship, unless I allow it. And the dark energy...we have no idea what the hell its supposed to be, so you calling it special doesn't make it so, we need reasons. And even then, you still have average ships.

And, no having your forces find out what is in store, or I will get VERY unhappy.

The Eel like Boarding Ship was soon joined by ten more Boarding Ships. These were soon heading for areas were their were no docking bays, right on the hull of The Ship it self. Their Round Mouth like doors pressed against The Hull and soon, Acid was soon being secreated and eatting though the hull slowly.

30,000 Remian Fighters were blasted, but soon The remaining Fighters soon had help in The form of 12,000 Fighters and 20,000 Gunships attacked The enemy Fighters, Laser Cannons, Missiles and Torpedoes were soon being used against The Hue-Mon Fighters.

and to up The odds, a Star Fort soon joined The Battle, Fireing Missile, Torpedoes, Laser fire and Ion Cannon fire. The Living Ship was also sending out 5,000 Osprey Starfighters, Deadly Fighters that could take on even The odd looking 'Tai' Fighters (OOC: Tie Fighters)

On Board The Star Fort Makaiaileikiaki.

The Star Fort was with the Large Civilian Ships, watching The Battle. Sitting on a Large Golden throne was a Romulin Remian (The Wolf like Remians) in a Royal Dress. She was Empress Ranzaia XVIII of The Remians. "It seems The Aliens don't want us here." She said, "Well, they are not going to stop us." The Remians were now ready to use their more Powerful Weapon.

OOC: Powerful Weapon will be used when I decide to use it.

“Sir, the alien vessels are in position. Tractor beams are holding them to our hull and our escorts have closed in tight to stabilize out drive bubble. “Sir, the alien vessels are in position. Tractor beams are holding them to our hull and our escorts have closed in tight to stabilize our drive bubble.”

“If we need the extra power, be prepared to take over the Federal engines. They possess primitive dimensional technology and might be useful. Signal the outlying ships to synchronize their drives with The Azrael. I want this done smoothly and quickly. No mistakes mean they will be taken by surprise.”

“Yes Sir, I have the quantum signature taken from the salvaged debris programmed into the drives as our destination. The fleet is ready to go.”

“Inform all ships to ready for transference and start the drives. Engage at will.”

“Yes Sir, ships informed and drives engaging.”

“Open a channel to our passengers.”

“Line open Sir.”

“Attention all vessels. We are about to transfer. You are welcome to take pictures but do not observe Interdimensional Space directly. It has detrimental effects on some beings.”

The tightly packed fleet suddenly began to glow violet as the drive bubble from The Azrael expanded until it was merged with her escort fleet’s drives. The cluster of ships faded away.


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The ships found themselves flashing through a cotton-candy like area full of wisps of violet energy. If one tiny wisp touched any of the ship, there would be a violent explosion as the ship was ripped to sub-atomic debris and scattered across the dimensional spectrum. In the past entire moons have been obliterated by simply shooting the stuff into them. Good thing the weapon needed for that is so massive it is rated a station type of weapon and only placed on large structures, mainly the Fortress Class of stations although it is rumored the Deity Carriers and the Dreadnaughts have access to the weapon. The ships seemed to lurch upwards without actually moving and everyone became disorientated.

Outside the ships, the violet cotton candy faded away into the blackness of space. In the distance there was a feebly glowing yellow star. Sensors read there was a great amount of fragments floating around the system and the only planets visible was a few gas giants in the outer rings of the system. The largest had a red spot and it’s neighbors were equally familiar. The rain of destruction left several of their moons scarred and yet more simply missing, assumed to be part of the giant cloud of debris populating the system instead of planets. Something nasty happened here and it was not pretty.

Attention all vessels. Your sensors read correctly, this is what is left of the Sol system. We have moved the attack fleet to an alternate timeline identified by the quantum signature detected from the debris. This is the Sol system of the invaders alternate timeline. From here we will jump to the source of their wormhole which our stations we placed around the Harvest Primary planet has determined the location of.

Prepare to jump.

Suddenly the ships were torn out of Real Space and shot forward into Dimensional Space and the fleet skipped across the surface of Real Space, making the distant jump in only a few moments. They came out of Dimensional Space and faded into Real Space.

Nearby was the other end of the wormhole. The system was deserted. Apparently they had already used the wormhole to access Harvest. The ships quickly turned and traveled through the wormhole comming out right behind the Empress' Star Fort.

“Throw up jammers. Release the tractor beams and ready for battle. We have a fight on our hands now.”

“Yes Sir. Detecting the Enemy nearby.”

“Show us”

The screen showed the mouth of the wormhole. In the distance was the enemy and the Fleet was between them and the wormhole, just as planned. In the far distance through an hour of FTLI, a battle raged on.

“Send out an Envoy and instruct our allies to keep out of our firing angle. Also direct the rest of the Battlegroup to establish Space Minus Taps. Be sure a full barrage is ready in case the Envoy fails. I also want a channel opened up to the Star Fort.”

“Yes Sir, messages delivered. Channel five is ready for you Sir.”

Attention alien invaders.

This is Commander Se’Vir of the Balrogga Empire. I am sending an Envoy over to talk to you. I suggest you allow it to land otherwise this situation will not be resolved to your liking. The best ships from three of the forces defending this system are standing between you and your escape. By the time you are listening to this an FTLi will have been set up to prevent your escape. If you try to bumrush your station through us I will destroy the wormhole either through Gravity Manipulation, Dimensional Technology, or simply causing it to collapse by opening another wormhole within it. All three methods works quite well.

Before you decide to fight, I feel it is my duty to inform you my battlegroup alone possesses the ability to destroy several stars with just our conventional weapons. I cannot speak for my allies but I am quite confident they can handle themselves quite well on their own. One more thing to consider, we collected samples from your Shark and have determined the weakness your armor possesses.

I suggest you allow the Envoy to land and consider the options that would result in the least bloodshed. The choice it yours and yours alone, Empress.

As if to drive the point, across the battlegroup all the ships established their power taps. The sensor readings went completely off the scale and then left the building. The sensor overload was so high, they might be rendered the Remian scanners temperarily inactive. The Remians have not seen anything close to these power levels before, not even during the Shivan Wars.

The Envoy approached the Star Fort very fast but slowed and finally stopped just outside the sheilds, waiting for them to be dropped so it could land.

The fighters took notice the new wave of fighters, as well as their missile and torpedo fighter and switched to their proper duties: anti-missile/torpedo action. Their plasma burned through countless missiles and torpedoes and many more were put out of existence with the PD systems. Other fighters who couldn't get rid of them and they missed the hail of fire, streaked towards their fleet and through concentrated turns and made the tracking projectiles impact with the shields, which shimmered and took the blasts with little trouble. Then, they returned to battling the enemy, TIE's moving to engage the Osprey craft, as they were an even match and they could keep them busy while the Longswords and the UNSC fighters took on the other fighters.

As the Star Fort moved into position and unloaded(not the one with the Empress on it), its hail of fire lanced out and impacted with the fleet, causing small explosions on the unshielded UNSC reinforcements but still holding up well, and the Imperial fleet had it wash over their shields. Moving to target this new thread, they counter-attacked with a hail of 282 MAC shells, 24 energy beam projectors, and another salvo of thousands of Archer missiles. The Star Fort would get wiped out of existence with this much fire going at it.


After about ten minutes of constant melting, the boarding ships finally managed to make it aboard the carrier. When they first came into the hallways of the ship, they found no one in sight, as if they had not been expected, despite the challenge from before. A sign pointed down to the right, labeled "Cafeteria".



Carlyle's Task Force

They received the message on the Terra's Pride and Carlyle sent orders to pack themselves around the Azrael. "Sir, receiving message from the Azrael"

"Show me."

“Attention all vessels. We are about to transfer. You are welcome to take pictures but do not observe Interdimensional Space directly. It has detrimental effects on some beings.” He nodded.

"Understood, polarize the windows of the fleet and set them to unpolarize upon exit."

"Yes sir." The fleet began to glow violet and then vanished. After what felt like an eternity, they reappeared, and the windows depolarized and the tactical holomap rebooted, taking in new information from the sensors. "Sir...I am receiving weird data?" Carlyle turned, eyebrow raised.

"Being what, Ensign?"

"The sensors are saying we are in the Sol system still." The Fleet Admiral turned to gaze at the destruction and his eyes widened slightly. What had happened here?

"Receiving another message from the Balroggans."

Attention all vessels. Your sensors read correctly, this is what is left of the Sol system. We have moved the attack fleet to an alternate timeline identified by the quantum signature detected from the debris. This is the Sol system of the invaders alternate timeline. From here we will jump to the source of their wormhole which our stations we placed around the Harvest Primary planet has determined the location of.

Prepare to jump.

He waved a hand and the fleet polarized again and jumped. They appeared near a wormhole, and they went through it to appear behind the Empress's Star Fort. Sensors showed the battle at Harvest raging on and Carlyle watched with pride as the Imperial forces fought the aliens with determination and skill. "Sir, getting instructions from the Balroggans. They ask we keep out of their firing angle."

Carlyle nodded. "I understand. Go to Code Red, power up weapons and set up the FTLi. We don't want her going anywhere." The alarms sounded, pilots rushed to their fighters, and the gravity FTLi field popped up, preventing any escape via wormhole for yet another immense area. All weapons were trained on the Star Fort. One wrong move would result in its vaporization.

OOC: Sorry for taking so long

IC:

After Battlegroup alpha and Reach made their mad dash through the enemy fleet they joined up with the defence fleet. From there they joined the combined assult. Billings didn't like it. He was once again plowing forward into the fight, but he had his trup card.

"Aph, status of the fleets nukes that we sent in?" He asked.

"Status is green, they are on red hot standby" She cooly replied.

"You have my permission for detonation" Billings said, thumbing the hammer of his archaic revolver again.

"Understood"

//message to all UNSC forces and allies//via Aphrodite//
//UNSC WASP// codeword: THEFOURHORSEMEN//

ALL UNSC FORCES AND ALLIES, IMMINENT MULTIPLE NUCLUEAR DETONATIONS. EMP WAVES POSSIBLE

//END MESSAGE//

Just as the message was sent Aphrodite noticed several incomming missiles, why didn't she see them before....she had to act.

"Incomming missiles, evasive manuvers!" She shouted and instantly forced the already overworked engines to push the ship over.

The Wasp slowly started to respond, moving ever so slowly to port. Suddenly a massive explosion rippled away from the forward section of the ship near the bridge and just as people from every direction noticed, seventy new suns erupted to life within and around the enemy fleet.

"God help those souls on the Wasp" Ensign Chalker commented to himself while watching from the UNSC Frigate Thermopolye.

the imperiums flett opened up volly after voly of kraken misiles fired from launchers

"Incoming message, Admiral"

"Put it on display, Lissako"


//message to all UNSC forces and allies//via Aphrodite//
//UNSC WASP// codeword: THEFOURHORSEMEN//

ALL UNSC FORCES AND ALLIES, IMMINENT MULTIPLE NUCLUEAR DETONATIONS. EMP WAVES POSSIBLE

//END MESSAGE//


"Ok, prepare for possible EMP wav..."

An explosion wave hits the Yvne.

"What the hell? Oh no, the Wasp has been hit by enemy missiles."

"Admiral, i'm detecting multiple impacts on enemy ships. They seem to be nuclear impacts from the Wasp."

"It seems that finally, the Wasp detonated it's nuclear missiles. Lissako, order fighters to join the planetary defence and prepare a Pelican to take me to that orbital platform on the planet, I'll have to meet with the person responsible of the planetary defences. Also try to contact with the Wasp and know if they're okay and what the hell happened there."

"Ok, sir!"

The Blinding flash of The Nukes blinded the enemy from what happened to The Remian Fleet then The Glare ended and soon it showed the damage. 23 Battleships and 34 Destroyers were blasted to bits, but The odd CIWS of The Remians had intercepted the Missiles and set them off. one StarFort had melted Armor and Burnt Marks.

Being Living Ships and not like the 'Hue-mon' and other alien ships, their Technology was totaly organic, living. so The EMP of The Nuclear Weapons had no efect on the Remian Ships.

23,000 Fighters were also Destroyed in The Nuclear Blasts.

Soon The Alien Fleets fighting the Remians sent a Auto Message to all the Fleets.

"And the people shall deliver the wicked into your divine judgment, where their sins shall be weighed in the balance of all that is just and true."

It was from The Remiauosupsa, The Remian Holy Book. along with this.

"Those who reject the path to enlightenment must be destroyed."

On The Imperial StarFort

The Hue-mons and their allies would find it odd..........and alien.

Ferns and vines grew all over the place, these were alien looking. The Inside of The ship was larger then The hanger bays of any ship, towers from the roof to the Floor of The ship was where the Crew was, with a large Place like Building.

and any one who asn't wearing a Suit would die, The Composition of The Atmosphere was 78.1% Hydrogen, 34.1% Radon, 12.0% Nitrogen and 10% Carbon dioxide, with traces of other gases. No Oxygen. The Remians knew the Hue-mons breathed Oxygen and The ones Boarding The Hue-mon Flagship had suits on.

The Remians could almost feel sorry for the aliens boarding The StarFort.

Commander Se’Vir sent a message to his two allies.

I am sending an Envoy to meet with the Empress to allow her to make things right. I will send someone to your flagships that will allow you to listen in on the talks. I am currently awaiting their response to my request to allow the Envoy to land and begin talks. Please be patient but also be ready in case they prove to be untrustworthy.

The message was accented by two launches of shuttles heading to the respective flagship of their allies. Soon after arriving, a single Ta’Nar was meeting with the leaders.




Harvest Prime:


The stations were eerily silent, all eight of them. They continued to monitor all the ships in the battle paying special attention to any invader’s signals, easily separated by their particular quantum signatures. So far, the defensive line has kept them away from the vicinity of the planet but when they did venture too close, it would be time for their activation. The shields would snap into place and let nothing in or out, both foe and friendly.





OOC:


Just a token post while I wait for the Envoy to be given clearance or to be fired upon. Either way there is nothing to do for now but wait.

Commander Se’Vir sent a message to his two allies.



The message was accented by two launches of shuttles heading to the respective flagship of their allies. Soon after arriving, a single Ta’Nar was meeting with the leaders.




Harvest Prime:


The stations were eerily silent, all eight of them. They continued to monitor all the ships in the battle paying special attention to any invader’s signals, easily separated by their particular quantum signatures. So far, the defensive line has kept them away from the vicinity of the planet but when they did venture too close, it would be time for their activation. The shields would snap into place and let nothing in or out, both foe and friendly.





OOC:


Just a token post while I wait for the Envoy to be given clearance or to be fired upon. Either way there is nothing to do for now but wait.

One of the hanger Doors soon opened up, a blue glow comeing out of it, It looked like it was opening up for the envoy, and it was.

The Wasp's engines flared on and off as power fluctuated through the ships veins. Blackened hull plates drifted away from the two dark damaged areas on the ships hull. Smoke and oxygen vented thickly away from where the bridge once was, it's exsistance was questionable at this point. The ship slowly drifted to port, being pushed by the exiting gasses.

"Sir....are you alright....." echoed a familer voice.

Alarms rang loudly, peircing into Admiral Billings head. Acrid smoke filled the air and burned his openeing eyes. He could feel a severe pain in his leg. He looked down to see a peice of bulkhead laying across it.

"I could be better Aph" He responded as he gingerly pushed the metal off his leg.

He stood up and took a look around. The bridge was in shambles, glass, blood, metal, wires covered every inch of every surface. The forward veiwing window was miracously undamaged.

"Report!" He shouted.

"Heavy damage to the primary power conduit, that is what they hit, right above us. I am rerouting power to bring us back into position" Aphrodite said cooly.

"Two hull breaches, all of them are on the outer hull, inner layer undamaged. Casulties reported on decks ten, seven, and two" The ops officer added. "She's a tough ship, it'll take more than that to take her out!"

"Sir, power is stabalizing, moving us back into postition sir!" The helmsman shouted as she wiped the blood from her temple.

"Standing by, what should i do!" Reported the wepons officer.

Billings thumbed his revolver once for good luck.

"Send those evil little buggers our reponse....with my compliments!" Billings ordered

The Wasp's engines thundered back to full and pulled back into formation. Four two ton depleted uranium rounds sped away from the Wasp and directly for the nearest enemy ship. Archer missiles streaked after them.

"What do you get when you shake a wasp nest..." Billings wispered to himself.

"You get stung...." Aphrodite responded with a determined voice.

Remian Star Fort:


The black object identified as The Envoy waited at the proper distance as considered polite. The angular object seemed to absorb most of the energy from sensors that were aimed at it but enough was returned to show its position clearly. When the landing bay opened, the Envoy waited a few seconds before approaching soundlessly through the Void. Its approach was not a hurried one but rather a slow pace calculated to not show any aggressive moves. It could not be determined to be using any possible attack maneuver.

When The Envoy entered the launch bay, the three meter object hovered half a meter off the floor and four legs unfolded in a graceful movement that only something alive could execute. Doing a simple horizontal spin before dropping to the floor with a metallic clank, The Envoy finished unfolding to display its full form. The creature was in total about three meters in length but bent upwards about two thirds in a right angle forming the upper torso of the Kython. Four arms unfolded from the torso where they were kept during the flight. Standing on the floor, the height of the creature was about two meters.

The Remians looking at the thing could feel an instinctual fear of the creature. It possessed elements of both insect and reptiles and caused all mammals unease when around one. It was a primal fear that its form awakened, nothing actually done on its own part. That was the design when they were created. The eyeless reptilian head seemed to look around and those there could feel it looking at them even though it possessed no ocular organs. It was felt like the predator standing there was eyeing them for a meal.

The THING moved, causing the metallic legs to clang against the floor; ping ping ping ping as it walked. It rotated once taking in its surroundings before walking over to whoever seemed in charge. As it moved, it was at first understood of those watching it was to think the being was mechanical until they noticed the body was made of seemingly liquid black metal that did not reflect any of the light of the landing bay. What stood in the landing bay was much more than simply a mechanical construct. The Envoy was a Kython.

The ebon entity slowly approached the Remian in charge. The Envoy stopped in front of them and raised/lowered itself to “look” straight into their face. Suddenly the officer felt as if he were in an euphoric rush as a multitude of voices filled his very thoughts. A distant whisper, barely heard was joined by first a couple voices and then grew as others took up the message. The whispering took on a new identity as a single voice rose out of the multitude. The background voices continued to speak in whispering tones simultaneously what the single voice said. Due to the transfer of pure thought, their minds would have translated it into whatever their native language was. The net result was everyone understanding the telepathic speech of The Envoy

We are The Envoy. Inform your Empress We are here.



Aboard allied vessels:


The Ta’Nar approached the allied commander (Telros and TFU).

“I have been sent to allow you to hear the conversation between The Envoy and their Empress. I will establish a telepathic connection to Se’Vir and allow you to listen into the exchange. That is the most efficient way to allow you to experience the negotiations. I will be filtering out all the extraneous telepathic voices that we experience every moment of our existence. If you are even remotely unprepared for even a partial glimpse, it could cause irreparable damages to your psyche. That is why I have been sent; we are communication experts and would not permit such a thing to happen. Please remain where you are and I will do all the work. Contact is not necessary and you can move about unhindered as long as I am nearby. The communication will only be established one way and I will have no access to your private thoughts or memories. You are only receiving my transmission.”

The Ta’Nar reached out with his being and contacted their mind. At first they heard the same distant whisper the officer aboard the Star Fort heard but the Ta’Nar quickly filtered them out and they diminished until they were not even heard if listened for. The only thing they could hear was whatever the Envoy did. The visuals that came with the auditory was a global perspective or all-around sight. Apparently Kythons perceived their total surroundings but it was easy for the two observers to focus on a single view so as not to disorientate themselves or give themselves headaches from information overload.

Everything was ready for the negotiations to begin.

Bump for later, one IC Post will be posted soon.

O BOYCE ORBIT 2300HRS

Ensign Cooper didn't get much free time but when he did it usually took the form of sleep. Being posted on deck nine of Orbital station Tre'lank was the worst job ever. Sitting there for the longest time staring deep into the radar screen for hours.

Suddenly he was snapped awake by a sharp alarm. He jolted up in his bunk and lept to the intercom.

"What the hell is going on up there Jack!" He shouted.

"Sonar blips, barely visible heading in-system" The person replied.

"What the crap, send flash message to FLEETCOM on surface and alert the system defence fleet!" Ensign Cooper shouted.

Remian Star Fort:


The black object identified as The Envoy waited at the proper distance as considered polite. The angular object seemed to absorb most of the energy from sensors that were aimed at it but enough was returned to show its position clearly. When the landing bay opened, the Envoy waited a few seconds before approaching soundlessly through the Void. Its approach was not a hurried one but rather a slow pace calculated to not show any aggressive moves. It could not be determined to be using any possible attack maneuver.

When The Envoy entered the launch bay, the three meter object hovered half a meter off the floor and four legs unfolded in a graceful movement that only something alive could execute. Doing a simple horizontal spin before dropping to the floor with a metallic clank, The Envoy finished unfolding to display its full form. The creature was in total about three meters in length but bent upwards about two thirds in a right angle forming the upper torso of the Kython. Four arms unfolded from the torso where they were kept during the flight. Standing on the floor, the height of the creature was about two meters.

The Remians looking at the thing could feel an instinctual fear of the creature. It possessed elements of both insect and reptiles and caused all mammals unease when around one. It was a primal fear that its form awakened, nothing actually done on its own part. That was the design when they were created. The eyeless reptilian head seemed to look around and those there could feel it looking at them even though it possessed no ocular organs. It was felt like the predator standing there was eyeing them for a meal.

The THING moved, causing the metallic legs to clang against the floor; ping ping ping ping as it walked. It rotated once taking in its surroundings before walking over to whoever seemed in charge. As it moved, it was at first understood of those watching it was to think the being was mechanical until they noticed the body was made of seemingly liquid black metal that did not reflect any of the light of the landing bay. What stood in the landing bay was much more than simply a mechanical construct. The Envoy was a Kython.

The ebon entity slowly approached the Remian in charge. The Envoy stopped in front of them and raised/lowered itself to “look” straight into their face. Suddenly the officer felt as if he were in an euphoric rush as a multitude of voices filled his very thoughts. A distant whisper, barely heard was joined by first a couple voices and then grew as others took up the message. The whispering took on a new identity as a single voice rose out of the multitude. The background voices continued to speak in whispering tones simultaneously what the single voice said. Due to the transfer of pure thought, their minds would have translated it into whatever their native language was. The net result was everyone understanding the telepathic speech of The Envoy

We are The Envoy. Inform your Empress We are here.



Aboard allied vessels:


The Ta’Nar approached the allied commander (Telros and TFU).

“I have been sent to allow you to hear the conversation between The Envoy and their Empress. I will establish a telepathic connection to Se’Vir and allow you to listen into the exchange. That is the most efficient way to allow you to experience the negotiations. I will be filtering out all the extraneous telepathic voices that we experience every moment of our existence. If you are even remotely unprepared for even a partial glimpse, it could cause irreparable damages to your psyche. That is why I have been sent; we are communication experts and would not permit such a thing to happen. Please remain where you are and I will do all the work. Contact is not necessary and you can move about unhindered as long as I am nearby. The communication will only be established one way and I will have no access to your private thoughts or memories. You are only receiving my transmission.”

The Ta’Nar reached out with his being and contacted their mind. At first they heard the same distant whisper the officer aboard the Star Fort heard but the Ta’Nar quickly filtered them out and they diminished until they were not even heard if listened for. The only thing they could hear was whatever the Envoy did. The visuals that came with the auditory was a global perspective or all-around sight. Apparently Kythons perceived their total surroundings but it was easy for the two observers to focus on a single view so as not to disorientate themselves or give themselves headaches from information overload.

Everything was ready for the negotiations to begin.

The Envoy would have felt something dragging it to the palace building. The Vines were takeing The odd looking ship to The Palace. there were still no sign of the Remians them selves.

The Remian Ships were watching The Sephrioth Ships when they fired, 23 Remian Battleships, 32 Destroyers and 20 Corvettes were destroyed, but The odd CIWS of The Remians Intercepted Most of The Missiles.

sanguinus snaped marines intesnfiy alla krak missile salvos i want thes xenos destroyed

CNS Jaredchonia

The CNS Jaredchonia was one of the... is it 13? Ah hell we don't even know anymore. The Cassiopeian Commonwealth was prospering muchly so. In its isolation it was making alot of money off the civilizations they were trading with, what with all the minerals and the nukes and the nukes... and the nukes. And the nukes.

And the nukes.

The Admiral of this specific ship was Admiral Gary Lee Weinhab... wink wink. From one of the moons of the nation, he was not really expected to be in the Navy, but, there ya go.

Oh and he's also wearing a white uniform, and a hat, and he has cool sunglasses. Not that you care.

Anywho... the bridge was very standard of Cassiopeian bridges, to review. A giant plasma screen television to see what the hell is going on, a captain's chair, various consoles with buttons and chairs, and a disco ball. Because you never know when it's sexy time. Gary was minding his own business, flying through the void known as space (because it is a void) and making conversation.

"So." He stated. "I heard the ILO was going to give a free concert at Rosanica. I heard that Starlight was going to be there too..."

The communications officer, Bob Bobby, shrugged. "Fah. Screw that, give me some Kommando... WAAAAAAAH CHUGGA CHUGGA."

Beep.

"Oh what now?" Gary said to himself. "I c wut u did thar, alarm. You beeped. What does the fancy radar thing see?"

The electronics officer, John Johnny, replied. "... oh dear. Lifeforms, sentient ones. Ships too, we should stop."

"Good idea" Gary stated.

The CNS Jaredchonia stopped a far away distance from the battle happening in Harvest. What the crew saw was, but not limited to, ships that strangely shimmered in space for some reason (must be the chrome), random Sephrion ships (they seem to be everywhere), Balroggan cruisers of the highest order (they're nice folk), Telronian ships (who?), and some other folks that I'm too lazy to look up... oh and the Remians. Must not forget those folks, it is their thread after all.

Oh and missiles... lots and lots of missiles.

Gary sniffed. "Looks like a battle..." He said in his squeaky Jew like voice. "And the Sephrions are involved... but they actually have help. Interesting, usually they're the ones being blown up. At least they're not trying to kill us. We should send out a message."

That they did.

To: Every Sentient Lifeform in the Area
From: The CNS Jaredchonia

Hello everybody, if you're not too busy blowing each other up I would just like
to say hello to all those we don't know. We come from the land of the ice and
snow and the midnight sun, well, depending on what planet you reside in.
In short, we are from the Cassiopeian Commonwealth, and we wanna know
what the hell is going on. Also if you want to have diplomatic relations our
ship is right here, don't mind us.

Gary Lee Weinhab
Admiral of the Cassiopeian Navy

And now they wait... listening to the smooth sounds of Phil Collins.

the tech priest said excelency to sanguinus a xenos has hailed us silence the guns for a minnute hail them back aye lord sanguinus

coms to The CNS Jaredchonia this is the space marine ship the glory of Sanguinius


i am primarch lord Sanguinius whom are you speak quickly or feel mine and my brorthers weapons for the glory of the god emperor end coms resume fire gett tose damned tech marines to work aft void sheild have blown emperor dilver me from evil one space marine utered

Star Fort:


The Envoy moved very quickly across the landing bay and towards the distant Palace. It was anxious to begin the meeting and wished there was someone there to meet with. Soon it will be talking to the Remian Empress and hopefully she would listen to reason. Its either that or more deaths will quickly follow.

The worst that could happen is they attack The Envoy and then all sides blow the hell out of each other.





The CNS Jaredchonia:


Seconds later a reply was composed and sent in return to The Jaredonia’s crew.

Greetings again. It has been some time since out two nations met. The situation here is the Remians attacked the Harvest System without provocation. We are assisting the Imperiam of Terra (Telros) in driving the invaders from his shores. The others here are assisting with the cause by keeping the forces tied up. So they cannot harm the citizens on Harvest.

If you wish, you are free to watch, I don’t think the others will mind much.




OOC:


The Kython is not a ship, it is a living creature. It would be walking instead of being dragged by the vines. I thought there were people waiting for the Envoy when it landed so please assume the part where I included the Remians to happen when you do actually meet them. Thanks.

OOC: Balrogga, mind your manners. You don't get to tell someone how their characters feel about anything, or even if they feel anything at all.

OOC:

This is not the place to make OOC comments. Please use the OOC Thread or in this case, the TG services.

Star Fort:


The Envoy moved very quickly across the landing bay and towards the distant Palace. It was anxious to begin the meeting and wished there was someone there to meet with. Soon it will be talking to the Remian Empress and hopefully she would listen to reason. Its either that or more deaths will quickly follow.

The worst that could happen is they attack The Envoy and then all sides blow the hell out of each other.





The CNS Jaredchonia:


Seconds later a reply was composed and sent in return to The Jaredonia’s crew.






OOC:


The Kython is not a ship, it is a living creature. It would be walking instead of being dragged by the vines. I thought there were people waiting for the Envoy when it landed so please assume the part where I included the Remians to happen when you do actually meet them. Thanks.

The Kython was soon at the Palace, which was really a Command Bridge. The Remians thought The Kython was more like The Shivans that Drove The Remian Imperial Confederacy. The Kython would soon hear a Audio Message.

"Panakia baji no Shivan" or in Basic "Why are you Here o' Shivan enemy."

CNS Jaredchonia

Gary watched as the battle became quite... violent. "Let's see... oh wow that's alot of missiles. Those must be painful, those large ships must be getting alot of damage... those large tower things at the front, the hell are they?"

His military officer, Tom Tommy, gave an opinion. "Looks to me like flagships... strange black towering flagships. Very tall strange towering flagships."

John Johnny scanned said flagships. "Very powerful too."

Gary snorted. "He's not very smart... whoever's the Admiral here anyway. Then again everybody has their own strategies, but I sure as hell didn't learn that at the Academy."

Bob Bobby chimed in. "Communications incoming... oh this is nice, the Sephrions. They're asking who the hell we are. You would think that the wargames, the invasions, and the constant run ins that they would know who the hell we were?"

"Well the Sephrions were never too smart..." Gary said chuckling. "Anyone else?"

"Well." Bob stated. "Balroggans, I remember them from the Constantine Station, I was a Marine then. They're quite nice and rational. Apparently this is an invasion, and the coalition we are seeing launching at those ships, are in defense. They're all right with us just watching the fight but maybe we could ship in, these Remians haven't noticed us yet. Hell I don't even think they scanned us."

Gary sat back comfortably on his chair. "Well, maybe we should help them eh?" He paused. "... but first let's wait a while and just casually fly around the battle, get behind the Remian fleet, and get a good view."

Tom nodded and winked. "Okay sir."

As the CNS Jaredchonia secretly flew from far away (like really far from the battle) to get behind the Remian fleet (for the view) some random messages were sent.

To: The Balroggan Fleet
From: CNS Jaredchonia

I see. Very well then, our ship will just fly around scanning the area to see
what other lifeforms are on this void, do not mind us. But do realize that if
things do get desperate you do have our support... but I don't think they
will.

Gary Lee Weinhab
Admiral, CNS Jaredchonia

As you can see he's still working on that signature. Oh and.

To: Primarch Lord Sanguinius
From: CNS Jaredchonia

You Sephrions were never bright were you?
I'm the Admiral of an AirHippo class battlecruiser.
A Cassiopeian ship. Our governments are trade
partners. Anyway don't mind us, we won't get in your way. We just want
to observe the battle until further notice. But from the looks of it the Remians
are getting what they deserve. Have at it.

Gary Lee Weinhab
Admiral, CNS Jaredchonia

The CNS Jaredchonia started flying towards the rear of the Remian fleet,
but from a far aways so that nobody would particularly notice. Hopefully anyway.

Gary looked at the giant screen seeing the space battle and all the missiles flying all that jazz. "Well at least they're nice enough to ignore us, and that's good for me."

the primarch snarled get that damn caspaion on the coms aye sir said the tech priest nerveiously

you dare insult me the god emperors enforcer he snarled your are lucky we both share a common foe end coms

he said to the space marine controling the weapons relay this order through out the fleet i am giving cleareance for externminatus to be used aye sire said the space marine vetren at the weapons.

coms to all blood angels vessels you are cleared to fire all exterminatus weapons target at the remain vesels

Haldar stood on the bridge of the Shadow's Wrath, watching the battle. Melissa appeared again. “Sir, incoming message from the O' Boyce battlegroup. It has Class Three encoding.” The Admiral frowned. Coding that high was rare in battle, seeing as they needed to communicate as fast as possible in battle. Waving a hand to let her know he wanted to see it, he stared at the projector as the message appeared:

//message to all UNSC forces and allies//via Aphrodite//
//UNSC WASP// codeword: THEFOURHORSEMEN//

ALL UNSC FORCES AND ALLIES, IMMINENT MULTIPLE NUCLUEAR DETONATIONS. EMP WAVES POSSIBLE

//END MESSAGE//

Haldar looked up at Melissa, with a questioning look in his eye. She knew what he wanted. “Already inputed course corrections and shifted the positions of the fleet. With the combined gravity fields of the ships, any EMP that reaches us will be scrambled. That and we are far enough way that we need not worry.” The Admiral smirked and turned back to the tactical map.

“Good job, as always Melissa. Monitor the boarders for me.”

“Thank you, sir. Yes sir.” They both watched the tactical map as several bright red minature suns appeared amongst the red triangles that represented the Remian fleet. Red triangles blinked out left and right as the nukes took their toll. Thousands of the little blips that represented enemy fighters vanished. Haldar grinned.

”That's thousands of enemy fighters we never have to worry about. They have to run out of fighters eventually....” He heard a sigh from Melissa.

“Sir, getting a message from the Remians. It's utter crap but you wanted to read all enemy messages...”

He nodded. “Indeed, show me.”

"And the people shall deliver the wicked into your divine judgment, where their sins shall be weighed in the balance of all that is just and true. Those who reject the path to enlightenment must be destroyed."

Haldar sighed and rubbed his temples. “And we're supposed to be scared? For Christ sakes, we're raping their fleet!” The Admiral muttered darkly before shaking his head. “Never mind. Don't reply, not worth our time. Let our weaponry answer for us.” Melissa nodded. Haldar noticed the flagging status of the UNSC Wasp and decided to take some action. “Melissa, send the Dark Might and the Cyclops to go aid the UNSC Wasp.”

“Already on it.”


The Waspian ship would soon find itself with two Imperial destroyers flanking it, protecting it with their shielding and weaponry. On their comms, they would heard a heavily accented Russian voice.

“This is Commander Dmitri of the Dark Might. We have been ordered to assist, feel free to take this time to recover.”

Back on the Admiral's ship, a warning beeped. Haldar looked down at it. “Huh...another intruder. What do the sensors say, Melissa?” The A.I. Paused, reading the sensor data.

“It's only one ship, sir. It appears to be well-armed and packs some good hardware. At this distance, though, its hard to tell.”

“Are they a threat?”

“Calculating....I am not sure, Admiral. But my best guess is that they are not hostile.” The voice of Ensign Thirsha disrupted their conversation.

“Sir, incoming transmission from the unknown ship.” Haldar sighed.

“Put it through.”

To: Every Sentient Lifeform in the Area
From: The CNS Jaredchonia

Hello everybody, if you're not too busy blowing each other up I would just like
to say hello to all those we don't know. We come from the land of the ice and
snow and the midnight sun, well, depending on what planet you reside in.
In short, we are from the Cassiopeian Commonwealth, and we wanna know
what the hell is going on. Also if you want to have diplomatic relations our
ship is right here, don't mind us.

Gary Lee Weinhab
Admiral of the Cassiopeian Navy


Haldar rolled his eyes and replied.

I am Fleet Admiral Haldar of the Imperium of Terra. I am currently fighting off some invaders, as should be obvious. If you want relations, do so later, as now is not the best time. Thank you.”

He shook his head. These people were weird, he swore...."Sir, we read massive energy buildup in the Sephirothian ships. And we intercepted this transmission to the Cassopeians.":

"You dare insult me, the God-Emperor's enforcer!" He snarled. You're lucky we both share a common foe!" Haldar swore.

"Dammit, this battle has just started and we are already at each other throats! Melissa, send Chaplain Fierson to go get them to calm down. I am NOT having my allies fight amongst each other!"

"Yes sir." The Chaplain was called for and he quickly donned his armor, and went to the hangar. Orders forbid weapons, as he was trying to calm them down, not rile them up. Getting into a Pelican, they blasted off and almost immediately met a Longsword escort. At full burn, they blasted for the Glory. Haldar opened a channel to said ship.

"Greetings. I am sending over a representative to discuss things as well as the battle. And my displeasure at your overreaction there. It would be nice if he, you know, actually reached your ship, so any escort help would be nice. Admiral Haldar out."[/quote]

Another salvo lanced out from the fleet. Turbolasers, plasma, pulse laser, and energy beam projectors blasted towards the Remian fleet, burning and destroying all in their path, filling space with utter chaos.

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Carlyle's Task Force


"Admiral, reading launches from the Balroggan ship. The representatives are on their way." Carlyle nodded.

"Good. We can keep posted on the negotiations and be ready for anything." The Admiral had an escort waiting for the Ta'Nar and they brought him to the bridge. Turning, Carlyle listened as the Balroggan spoke.

“I have been sent to allow you to hear the conversation between The Envoy and their Empress. I will establish a telepathic connection to Se’Vir and allow you to listen into the exchange. That is the most efficient way to allow you to experience the negotiations. I will be filtering out all the extraneous telepathic voices that we experience every moment of our existence. If you are even remotely unprepared for even a partial glimpse, it could cause irreparable damages to your psyche. That is why I have been sent; we are communication experts and would not permit such a thing to happen. Please remain where you are and I will do all the work. Contact is not necessary and you can move about unhindered as long as I am nearby. The communication will only be established one way and I will have no access to your private thoughts or memories. You are only receiving my transmission.”

He nodded. "Understood. Do it." Waiting patiently, he soon saw what the Envoy saw and sighed. Now, everything was in the hands of the Balroggans. He delegated orders via A.I. and then focused on the image he was seeing. At the audio he received, he blinked.

"Shivan enemy? Who the hell are the Shivans?" He thought to himself.

sanguisnus said send 2 custodues to docking bay gmma 2 he said to the gold armoured cutodes next to him and get 10 thunderhawks launched to escort the telrosion abourd the glory
aye sir said one space marine
ten hunder hawks scamble from the glory and hook up with the pelican

the primarch snarled get that damn caspaion on the coms aye sir said the tech priest nerveiously

you dare insult me the god emperors enforcer he snarled your are lucky we both share a common foe end coms

he said to the space marine controling the weapons relay this order through out the fleet i am giving cleareance for externminatus to be used aye sire said the space marine vetren at the weapons.

coms to all blood angels vessels you are cleared to fire all exterminatus weapons target at the remain vesels

The Sephrioths and their allies soon had a large surprise in store. one fo the StarForts was in front of The Fleet was faceing The Sephs, it was about to do something that would end The enemy Fleet of the Sephrioths.

Suddenly, something was coming from Between the Large Towers of The StarFort. It was a large Worm like Thing, made by The Remians to survive in Space. 12 legs were on it's Body, Large Insectoid Jaws ready for what it would do.

The Worm wad soon starting to Glow Blood Red, Electrical Sparks wre jumping all over The Worm. This was now showing what it was...........a Weapon.

The Worm soon Open it's Jaws fast as a Blast of Plasma, as Powerful as a Hypernova Blast, came out of The Mouth of what The Remians called The Yemihania, The Death Worm, The Red Plasma looked more like a Blast of Flame from a Flamethrower headed for The Sephrioth Ships. any Small Fighters and Missiles would be Dust in Seconds, The larger Ships would not survive The Blast as It would Move from one Group of Ships to another.

on The 'Hue-mon' Flagship, The Boarders were ready as the Acid ate though The Hull and The inside wall fell. Then something came out.

It looked like a Sea Urchin, it could breath in Oxygen of The ship. The Thing soon started moveing inside and was soon in The ship, and more were following it.

This was a odd thing.

sir the xenos are firng some type of super weapon the primarch said are the void sheilds holding up yes sir void sheilding has only taken minor damage
return fire with everything the fleet has

"Sir, I am picking up two ships comming up into flanking positions. It is all scratchy, Half the ship's perifials are all torn up" The sensor officer added.

The bridge was a mess. The battle klaxon was still wailing. Reports were comming in from every point in the ship. Garbled messeges came in from Battlegroup Alpha and the rest of the Allied fleet. The doctor had already come to check out him and his staff. Several of the bridge crew were dead or injured. Billings himself had a moderate concusion but he was fighting his massive headache to keep his ship in the battle.

"Can we send any kind of message?" Billings asked

"No sir, all outgoing comms is totally fried" A grease covered engineer responded as he appeared from under a console.

Billings rubbed his aching head. Too much too late he thought to himself.

"Right, go figure, umm....." He thought out loud "Have running light gamma and it's portside correspondant send this message via morse code. I hope they can pick it up as ancient as it is"

"Yes sir" The nearest ensign said.

"The message will go like this: Allied vessles, all outgoing comms are down *stop* heavy damage *stop* still able to fight *end message*

Harvest:

The eight stations held position silently, only emitting their sensor signals analyzing the battle. When a large energy source moved from the ranks of the invaders into position behind their forward Star Fort, decisions were made to be prepared to intervene if it was needed. The Worm rose above the fort as the sensors determined the large amount of Plasma that was contained within the creature. It is commonly known that plasma is a projectile once released so either it was going to be shot at the forces or an explosion was about to occur. The explosion would damage or destroy the Star Fort so that option was immediately dismissed. They were going to project a large amount of Plasma onto one of their allies in this battle.

That cannot be allowed to happen.

One of the stations gathered energy and it began to manipulate gravitational fields causing the fabric of space to rupture. The boiling of space-time was briefly evident before a form materialized. The immense rift was very similar to that which the enemy used to arrive in the Harvest System. There was an important difference though although it was not noticeable at first, it would soon be there for all to bear witness. This was not a wormhole; it was a Mobius Aperture.

The Aperture was placed directly in the path of the Plasma so there was no way to dodge around the fissure. The beam of plasma struck the opening and seemed to be entirely consumed until even the intense light from the plasma was completely gone. The Aperture simply hung there, a curtain of darkness suspended in space.

There were several seconds of disbelief of what observers had witnessed on both sides. Then the center of the wormhole began to glow with the too familiar Plasma glow. It was followed by the discharge of Plasma that a few seconds ago was completely devoured. The only problem is it was traveling in the opposite direction, following the same path it took to reach the Mobius Aperture.

It was about this moment it was realized what the Aperture really was; a wormhole which was twisted back upon itself. It took a few seconds for the energy to travel the length of the wormhole and appear heading back upon those that originally projected the weapon. The Mobius Aperture was named thus because it twisted shots back upon those which fired them. The massive amount of Plasma hurled at the defenders was suddenly redirected back upon the attackers.

Things will definitely be interesting now…




Empress’ Star Fort:


The Envoy was confused at their statement. From the records he has seen, Shivans were Subspace Entities that used exoskeleton work frames. They had five limbs and were reddish-pink. The Envoy had four arms and four legs and was made of black metal, and they were certainly not from Subspace. The two were almost complete opposite.

“I am not sure why you have us confused with the Shivans. We have encountered them before and certainly are not them. I am here to attempt to settle this before there are any more deaths. Your forces are dying out there and we can easily call in more reinforcements. This is your sole chance to stop this. Don’t waste it.”

The Envoy’s head turned as it scanned those around it to see their reactions.

“Either you are willing to talk or you are not. Don’t waste our time or yours.”

CNS Jaredchonia

The ship, being considered irrelevant for the battle for quite some times, was finally behind the Remian fleet and saw... not a whole lot.

Gary looked at the plasma screen, he did not see the normal formation of a fleet. He did not see the powerful flagships that always ran the fleet from behind, he saw useless support ships and all sorts of things. He nodded out of amusement. "Well would you look at that... these Remians are really not that bright are they?"

Bob Bobby interrupted Gary. "Incoming communications by the Terrans... they're so rude. They say to make nice later."

Gary shrugged. "Nice. It seems these Remians are the aggressors in the conflict, and the Balroggans don't strike me as the imperialist type. Even stranger it isn't the Sephrions being pounded, for once."

The bridge snickered.

"Mmmm." Gary pondered. "Well then, since the Government is a disgusting amount of light years away from us, and we're the only Cassiopeian ship for... well as long as we're not answerable to anybody, and quite frankly we're not going to look good in front of our peers. Then there is the fact that this Remian Empire might invade us in the future. I wouldn't like that."

John Johnny nodded. "I agree."

Gary smirked. "All right then, Operation Xanadu is go. Oh and blare Track 0034 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C66mqA1gSrQ) to the enemy fleet."

Today's Tom Sawyer mean mean pride. Enter synth effects here.

The CNS Jaredchonia started flying all fast like and swiftfully towards the Remian fleet's behind, then, suddenly, the Death Worm thinger fired... not towards the ship granted but it fired, and it was oh so bright.

Gary blinked. "... keep going, that thing is too big to catch us anyway, and I'm sure it wouldn't fire on its own ships.

Eh?

The battlecruiser started approaching the Remian fleet at top speed, ignoring everything else... because well, it just makes for good drama. Oops, wait, the ship is there now.

"Fire!"

Woosh! The entire load of thermonuclear missiles that the ship had in its carpartment were freed, and flew towards the Remian fleet, if they hit they'd probably cause much damage, or at least, they'd have an EMP effect on them. Meanwhile as the speedy, small, and quite frankly sexy ship, started flying inside said fleet, to throw them off.

Gary stood up. "The river!"

Now of course to it being a wanky battlecruiser (I mean we only have 12 or 13 of the things) it had much fancy technologies, one being that Star Trek technology where you can reproduce things over and over.

As such the missiles were reloaded, and whatnot. We can do that.

Anyway since by now the battlecruiser was (hopefully) in the middle of the fleet causing confusion, it started to fire its lasers beams, which were like the Star Trek laser beams, cept they fired much much faster, and were much much much more powerful, also they were green. Quite frankly green is a sexy colour.

The CNS Jaredchonia zipped around, hoping that its brazen maneuver would shock the Remians to the point that they had no idea who it was.

sanguinus snapped intesfify forward firepower by 400 percent aye sir said the space marine if that damn Cassiopeian ship gets in the way blast away all the same.

sire shall i com these holy words to alllied vesiels for the god emperor yes sanguinus snapped it will rouse our brethren in to action make it so

widebaned coms to all allied vessels FOR THE GOD EMPEROR

CNS Jaredchonia

The ship, being considered irrelevant for the battle for quite some times, was finally behind the Remian fleet and saw... not a whole lot.

Gary looked at the plasma screen, he did not see the normal formation of a fleet. He did not see the powerful flagships that always ran the fleet from behind, he saw useless support ships and all sorts of things. He nodded out of amusement. "Well would you look at that... these Remians are really not that bright are they?"

Bob Bobby interrupted Gary. "Incoming communications by the Terrans... they're so rude. They say to make nice later."

Gary shrugged. "Nice. It seems these Remians are the aggressors in the conflict, and the Balroggans don't strike me as the imperialist type. Even stranger it isn't the Sephrions being pounded, for once."

The bridge snickered.

"Mmmm." Gary pondered. "Well then, since the Government is a disgusting amount of light years away from us, and we're the only Cassiopeian ship for... well as long as we're not answerable to anybody, and quite frankly we're not going to look good in front of our peers. Then there is the fact that this Remian Empire might invade us in the future. I wouldn't like that."

John Johnny nodded. "I agree."

Gary smirked. "All right then, Operation Xanadu is go. Oh and blare Track 0034 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C66mqA1gSrQ) to the enemy fleet."

Today's Tom Sawyer mean mean pride. Enter synth effects here.

The CNS Jaredchonia started flying all fast like and swiftfully towards the Remian fleet's behind, then, suddenly, the Death Worm thinger fired... not towards the ship granted but it fired, and it was oh so bright.

Gary blinked. "... keep going, that thing is too big to catch us anyway, and I'm sure it wouldn't fire on its own ships.

Eh?

The battlecruiser started approaching the Remian fleet at top speed, ignoring everything else... because well, it just makes for good drama. Oops, wait, the ship is there now.

"Fire!"

Woosh! The entire load of thermonuclear missiles that the ship had in its carpartment were freed, and flew towards the Remian fleet, if they hit they'd probably cause much damage, or at least, they'd have an EMP effect on them. Meanwhile as the speedy, small, and quite frankly sexy ship, started flying inside said fleet, to throw them off.

Gary stood up. "The river!"

Now of course to it being a wanky battlecruiser (I mean we only have 12 or 13 of the things) it had much fancy technologies, one being that Star Trek technology where you can reproduce things over and over.

As such the missiles were reloaded, and whatnot. We can do that.

Anyway since by now the battlecruiser was (hopefully) in the middle of the fleet causing confusion, it started to fire its lasers beams, which were like the Star Trek laser beams, cept they fired much much faster, and were much much much more powerful, also they were green. Quite frankly green is a sexy colour.

The CNS Jaredchonia zipped around, hoping that its brazen maneuver would shock the Remians to the point that they had no idea who it was.

The Remians were hit hard by The attack by The Alien Ship. 12 Battleships were Blasted to bits by The Nuclear Weapons and laser Fire, but The Remians had their own fast Ships, The Stingray like Hobath Class Battlecurisers. and two were attacking the enemy Ship, fireing Missiles and Blaster Fire as 300 Jabawacjk Bombers, large Stag Beatle like Bombers, were heading for the Cassiopeian Ship.

The Sephrioth Ships also cuased Damage, 30 Ships were knocked out along with 50,000 Fighters. But The Sephs should have seening that ALL the Remian Ships were backing away. The Remians were about to use their most deadly thing.

Their own FTLi was good, not only blocked enemy Ships.......but destroyed them............

it was a Black Hole.

The Wormhole Projecter on one fo the StarForts was turned to Black Hole Setting as the Projecter soon made a Black Hole right under The Sephrioth Fleet. The Remians Knew that the enemy Ships could not escape the Pull of The Black Hole and that even their Ships could have been pulled in, that was why they Moved away.

The Remians were going to win this one.

CNS Jaredchonia

The battlecruiser gracefully flew as the ships they hate exploded all around them, pretty much came out of an awesome Star Wars scene.

The bridge cheered as the twelve battleships blew to pieces. Gary was also more then happy. "Battle report!" Gary said excitedly, he didn't actually know that real damage would happen, and all because of a trick.

Tom Tommy looked at the various flashing numbers and useless icons that always inhabit the science fiction world. "That's twelve battleships down sir, our missiles must be more powerful then we thought. That and the whole laser thing." He paused. "Sir! Incoming fighters, about... three hundred, and missiles! Ah crap... battlecruisers too."

The ship rumbled as it was hit by incoming blaster fire. Gary fell from his seat because of this. "OSHI I FELL!" See?

John Johnny stood up first. "Admiral, may I suggest you do something immediately before we die?"

Gary chuckled as he took a seat on his comfy chair. "Good idea, okay folks let's do this. Fly the ship towards the largest ships you see, but avoid those massive flying fortress things those Remians have, we couldn't handle that. We'll see if we can cause the missiles to crash, don't even try to stop. Also open fire on those bombers with the lasers."

He then paused. Then he unpaused. Mmm, filler. "On those battlecruisers, fire half a salvo of missiles on each, that'd take care of that."

The CNS Jaredchonia headed for the nearest Remian battleships, trying to outrun the missiles or cause them to crash to their own ships. At the same time its point defense lasers fired at the bombers, and since these lasers were fast and as pin point accurate as possible, I assume alot of bombers would fall. Granted not all of the lasers were fired, just the cannons that were behind the battlecruiser, which is where the bombers were.

The salvo launched, the missiles flying high before turning towards the battlecruiser very angrily, at least as angrily a phallic object could be. But for now, a salvo of thermonuclear pwnage (yes, pwnage) headed towards the enemy Hobath class battlecruisers.

All of this while the giant black hole was occuring, but right now Gary had more pressing concerns.

enter the matterium put some distance beteewn us and them snaped sanguinus

OOC:

...Hat.

My FTli stops wormholes from forming because it interferes with spatial distortion. This includes black holes, so it cannot be used here. Also, uh, making a black hole magically appear under Seph's fleet....

You just pulled that out of your ass. Please, stop doing that. You have 6000, six thousand, SIX THOUSAND ships here. You dont need all this tech. Stop adding weaponry on the spot seriously.

I have seen enough wanking to cover a football field. Lets just get this rp done without anymore of it.

P.S. Also..

Another salvo lanced out from the fleet. Turbolasers, plasma, pulse laser, and energy beam projectors blasted towards the Remian fleet, burning and destroying all in their path, filling space with utter chaos.

I fired at you. Losses would be nice.

Empress’ Star Fort:


The Envoy was confused at their statement. From the records he has seen, Shivans were Subspace Entities that used exoskeleton work frames. They had five limbs and were reddish-pink. The Envoy had four arms and four legs and was made of black metal, and they were certainly not from Subspace. The two were almost complete opposite.

“I am not sure why you have us confused with the Shivans. We have encountered them before and certainly are not them. I am here to attempt to settle this before there are any more deaths. Your forces are dying out there and we can easily call in more reinforcements. This is your sole chance to stop this. Don’t waste it.”

The Envoy’s head turned as it scanned those around it to see their reactions.

“Either you are willing to talk or you are not. Don’t waste our time or yours.”


The Envoy soon got a Look at what at lest one Type of Remian Look like. The Empress her self soon showed her self on a Hologram. She was a Anthorpomorphic Wolf, 7 feet tall. Her fur was black as Night.

"If you are not a Shivan, then what are you?" She said.

Back at the Battle, it was not going well. The StarFort that fired on the Sephiroth Ships was Destroyed by it's own Fire! and both The 'Hue-mon' and Seph Fleets were blasting The Ships, 50 Ships were Destroyed and 100 more Damaged. But The 39 StarForts that were in The Battle soon attacked, along with The Rest of The Fleet. Heavy Firepower at 1,000% with The Death Worms fireing at every Seph and 'Hue-mon' Ship with all their wouth. The Black Hole had failed because of that Drat FTLi, that would change. The Death Worms could 'see' Energy and these were now Targeting the Ships that were making The FTLi field.

The Boarder Eels were still on the enemy Flagship, The Sea urchin like Things were heading for The Brigde and Engine Room.

“I am The Envoy, that is all you need to know at this time.”

“Now, let’s not waste any further time. The others might get bored and my troubles so fat will come to naught. I have a list of conditions the others have asked me to present.”

The Envoy made sure it was facing the Empress when it began the list given to it from the others.

For the urgent attention of the government of the Second Empire of Hataria

The United Human Imperium and the Imperium of Terra are not prepared to tolerate any assault on themselves or their allies whatsoever, especially not the unprovoked and throughly vile attack upon Terra committed by the Remian Empire. Merciful and wise as the Emperors of these nations are, they will stay the hand of his militaries on the following conditions:
1.Hostilities against the Imperium of Terra will cease, effective immediately.
2.Within ten days, all Remian troops are to have left the territory of the Imperium of Terra.
3.The Remian Empire will pay for all Terran war expenses with five Terran Standard years.
4.All prisoners and military equipment taken by the Remian Empire will be returned to their home states within two Lunar Standard months.
5.Any territory occupied by the Imperium of Terra will remain under their administration until it's fate is settled at some later date.
6.The Remian Empire will reduce it's armed forces to one quarter of their current size in equipment and manpower within the next five Terran Standard years.
7.A De-Militarized Zone will be put in effect around the fringes of Remian space, enforced by the forces of the Imperiums and the UNSC and effective until the Remian Empire has complied with all other terms. No Remian vessel of war shall enter this region.

The Remian Empire has two Terran Standard days to transmit compliance to all relevant parties. If no message of compliance is received, the Imperiums and UNSC shall commence immediate hostilities. No quarter will be shown. Any breach of the terms after compliance shall result in the same.

Signed, in the name of the God Emperor, by the Primarch Sanguinus
Signed, in the name of the Imperium of Terra, by Fleet Admiral Carlyle
Signed, in the name of the nations of the UNSC, by President O'Boyce

Drafted for the benefit of the parties named therein by Tobias Merkel, Boozian Diplomatic Office


The Envoy was apparently finished dictating the message and paused to allow the terms to be registered on the she-wolf. It then grinned with a toothy grin that only another Kython could love before continuing.

“Please notice, there are no demands from the Balrogga Empire. If you accept these terms we will not place any on you. We have yet to act in an offensive manner in our whole campaign against you. If we have to begin devoting any resources beyond what has incurred so far, we will be forced to act swiftly and harshly.”

"I do have one question to ask, why did you not avoid this whole mess and contact these natives and ask for assistance. I am sure they would have given you a place to live that would have been very suitable but now it is too late. You invaded."

The Envoy shuffled his insect legs to allow him to stand a little taller so he was looking down on the Empress’ holo image.

“You do not have time to dilly-dally so chose wisely and quickly, lest more of your people’s blood stains your hands.”

void shields taking abeating i sugest we warpb back abit aye make it so snaped sangunius

The Pelican hooked up with the thunderhawks and soon made its way aboard the Glory. Moving quickly through the halls, Chaplain Fierson exited the Pelican and waited for the escorts.

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On board the Shadow's Wrath, the walls caved in under the assault of the acid and strange sea urchin like creatures began pouring out. Melissa watched as they began to pour into the ship., a grin on her face. “Say hello to the meat grinder, boys.” As they rounded the corner to go down a hall, they were greeted with a trio of heavy machine guns coming down from the roof. They had armor-piercing, 50mm rounds that could cut cleanly through Longsword armor. Perfect for anti-boarder weaponry. In addition to the plasma coating that allowed it extra damage through metal and flesh, it was a powerful weapon. As soon as the first group appeared in their sights, they unloaded, filling the hallway with the roaring of flying lead.

They could board but getting anywhere would not be easy. That and if they even came close to the Bridge and Engine room areas, they would be in for a nasty surprise.


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Commander Dmitri gazed over at Ensign Rick. “What do you have there, Ensign?” The kid tapped a few keys.

“Sir, the UNSC Wasp is sending a message in Morse Code.”

“Well, show it to us them.”

Allied vessles, all outgoing comms are down *stop* heavy damage *stop* still able to fight *end message*

He nodded and sent a reply.

Understood. We will protect your flanks and provide a distraction in case you need to flee. Commander Dmitri out.

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Haldar's eyes bugged out of his head when he saw the Aperture and what it did to the enemy plasma weapon. “Jesus H CHRIST, that is fucking INSANE! Are we allies with those people?” Thirsha checked her logs.

“Well, not formally but technically yes.”

“Damn, glad to see they ain't fighting us. It'd be like fighting the Covenant with machine guns and missiles all over again...” The tactical map beeped as multiple explosions were detected in the Remian fleet, showing the effectiveness of Sephirothian and Cassopiean weaponry. Haldar smiled. Less of the bastards to deal with. He watched intently as the Cassopiean battleship began to be chased by two enemy battleships and 300 fighters. Melissa appeared and glanced at its counter.

“They are firing lasers at the enemy fighters, unloading their nuclear missiles on the battleships while charging the large ships? They are either crazy, brave, or have a really powerful ship to do that.”

“Melissa, they took out several ships using nukes alone.”

“Oh. Right.” An awkward moment passed, which soon was superceded by the battle.

“Sir, heavy incoming fire from the enemy! They are pounding the front line hard!” Haldar moved back to his seat.

“Status of the frontline ships.”

“They are still fine, sir. Shield strength is holding but they are giving us everything they got, the shields are taking a wicked pounding. And we lost three squadrons in the attacks before they could pull out.” Haldar gritted his teeth. Gazing at the map, he saw the Star Forts.

“Very well. Concentrate all cruiser and carrier fire on the Star Forts and have the destroyers and frigates work over the smaller ships. We need to pound that fleet and pound it now. Also, ready all our nukes, take off the locks and be ready to launch them.”

“Aye aye, sir.” All sixty-six ships of the Imperial forces unloaded their weaponry on the enemy. Twenty-four salvos of MAC rounds, plasma blasts, torpedoes, pulse lasers, turbolasers, concussion missiles, proton torpedoes and heavy lasers, moved to slam into the remaining Star Forts, as well as twenty four energy projector beams. The remaining forty-two fired all their weaponry, same as the cruisers and carriers, to hit the lesser ships in the Remian navy.

They, too, could unload their weaponry on the enemy.

"Sir, they appear to be targeting all the ships that have the most energy in the FTLi generators." Haldar raised an eyebrow. Tactics? They finally learned to use their heads, not their ships.

"Have Harvest deploy its planetside generators and then deactivate all the fleets FTLi generators except for those in the back."

"Working...." The planet started up its generators, causing a field to overlap the one set in place. The fleet then shut down three quarters of its generators, with only a fourth still using them and they were so far back, they couldnt even be hit yet.

And all the while this was going on, ripples appeared on the right and left flanks of the Remian fleet, which exploded into two one hundred ship fleets. The Imperial reinforcements promised had arrived.

five ultramarine battle barges exited the warp coms to Fleet Admiral Haldar

i am the primarch of the ultramarines Roboute Guillimanthe emperor sent us to toregin our brother in do not fire on us

brother captain ardias round up five of your best marines we are going to talk to our brother yes lord primarch 10 minutes later a thunder hawk launched and landed in the bay of the glory just as 2 cutodes greeted the chaplin.

the primarch and jis honour gaurd of loaded hail chaplin you were sent to calm my brother down

Haldar glanced at the message and replied hastily.

Wasn't planning on firing. Go calm him down please. Fighting a battle is hard enough without allied infighting.

As the Chaplain saluted the Custodes, he heard a voice behind him and turned to look up at the Ultramarine Primarch. Saluting, he spoke. "That I was, sir. Mostly to convey the Admirals displeasure and to remind your forces here that this is our system...and that our law is here THE law."

he cracked his powerfisted hands that i intend on doing. he bowed to the custodes thank you for descretly comming us brother he said kindly take us to the bridge. ardias leave 2 of the honour gaurd to secure the thunder hawk.

they walked up to the bridge Roboute Guilliman snaped Sanguinius be at peace brother be at peace or i shall make you be at peace .

Sanguinius turned round hearing the famalar voice of Roboute Guilliman brother he said whom summoned you from home?

That is non of our concern the emperor sent me he wishes you to be bought before him

ON BOARD THE WASP

Billings coughed as smoke spew from the console in front of him. The air was full of smoke that smelled acrid and left a tang in the air. Billings waved through the smoke and hit a shut off valve near the console. The smoke dissapated but did not dissapear. Suddenly Aphrodite flikered to life on her pedistal.

"Admiral, the ships on either side of us are giving us flank cover untill we are up and running" She stated matter-of-factly.

"Status on the repairs?" The Admiral asked.

"Comms are still down, the superstructure is holding" She replied "The battle outside is getting pretty heated. The enemy fleet has taken heavy damage"

"Is there anything that we can do to aid in this little fiasco we have gotten ourselves into" Admiral Billings joked.

"Sir, with all the weaponry going around out there, the enemy fleet seems to be spread out a bit. Enough for several precise strikes could break it up even further" She said as she looked intently at the battle screen.

Three yellow markers appeared on the screen. Followed by three red lines that represented attack vectors.

"You arn't saying what I think you are saying" Billings said.

"You should know Admiral, have I ever lied. Of course, I recommend diamond slot formation with a fighter escort wing" She added.

Billings stood there for a moment as he considered it.

"I like it, but instead of a diamond slot, set up for arrow point formation. Have the fighters form pockets around the ships in the formation" Billings ordered "What is the status of the comms, can we even get a quick messge out?"

"That is a negative sir, comms is still out" The communication officer added.

"Okay, I want this run on all running lights, the message is as follows....."

ON BOARD UNSC FRIGATE THERMOPOLYE

"Sir, reports of runing light morse code message from the WASP" The comms officer shouted.

Captian Hernadez sighed as he walked over to the port bridge window to see. The comms officer joined him with a pad of paper and a pencil. Down below them, the Wasp's running lights flickered on and off, sending a message to all who could read. After a few moments the comms officer stopped jotting things down and turned to the captian.

"Sir, the message reads"

//To all Battlegroup Alpha ships *stop* form up on Wasp in formation arrow point *stop* Launch all fighters *stop* prepare to follow the Wasp into the fight *end message*//

"You heard the Admiral, form the ship up into formation arrow point, launch all fighters, lets get ready boys, we are taking the fight to the enemy!"

Onboard of the Yvne...

"Sir, I have detected the Wasp!" "The ship seems to have been very damaged. I'm receiving a Morse Message from the Wasp."

"On screen!"


//To all Battlegroup Alpha ships *stop* form up on Wasp in formation arrow point *stop* Launch all fighters *stop* prepare to follow the Wasp into the fight *end message*//

"Okay. Lissako, prepare a rendezvous course with the Wasp, we'll follow them to battle."

"Sir, yes sir!"

Sanguinius threw a punch at Roboute Guilliman he blocked it with his left arm of his artfcier armour and threw a punch with his right power fisr encased hand

The Battlecruisers were hot and Destroyed along with 200 Bombers, but Four More Ships, a Destroyer and Three Cruisers and 1,000 Bomber were now Chaseing the alien Cruiser. They were soon joined by 4,000 Minbari Fighters, these Wasp shaped Fighters could fire Four Tanbai Seeker Missiles at once.

The Fighters were coming in at the Fornt of The Alien Cruisers while The Battlecruisers and Bombers were coming from Behind. in The Middile and coming in............was a StarFort.

The Captian of the large ship, a Cobra-like Remian soon looked out the viewport. "Ready The Tractor Beam." He ordered.

On The 'Hue-mon' Flagship, The Sea-Urchin like things were being blasted by The enemy, but those that got though soon stopped near the one fireing at them.......

and Blew up

The Sea Urchin like things were called Bomb Spike Balls (BSB) and when they blew, armor-piercing 20 Inch Spines were blasted at any enemy in The way.

while this was happening, something was coming out. It was 8 feet tall, looked like a large Beatle and appeared to have four eyes. Two of The eyes were Glowing Green.

Out side, Ships were being destroyed by The enemy Ships, but the Fleet was soon Moveing for the enemy Fleets. Fireing everything against Them. The Remians were engageing The enemy at POINT BLANK RANGE!

on the Imperial StarFort, which was now Moveing into The System, The Empress soon told the Envoy "We have not lost yet, Alien. Watch The Battle as it continues." a Large Hologram as soon shown to the Envoy.

The Envoy waited patiently for the Empress to make the most important decision of her entire career. Protocals were already in place for both a positive and a negative answer and she would know forces were ready to be deployed for either answer.

Bump

Bump

Bump?

I believe we are waiting for you to post. That is why I gave you that reminder about the Empress. Her answer is the event everything hinges on at this moment.


EDIT:

I see, you edited in the response instead of posting it.

CNS Jaredchonia

Gary chuckled as the missiles hit their intended targets. "Battle report?" He asked.

Tom Tommy nodded. "Both battlecruisers were shot down sir, as well as most of the fighters chasing us... ah crap. New enemies on our tail heading our way, looks like three capital ships and about... three thousand bombers."

Gary raised his brow. "Interesting."

"Interesting?" Tom blinked. "Sir! One thousand fighters headed our way in our direction... from one of those massive ships! Crap they're huge!"

A random Ensign shouted. "It's a trap!" He also happened to look and sound like Admiral Ackbar. Don't judge me.

Another Ensign preceded to smack him, how dare you mention a meme in NationStates, this is serious business.

Moving on. Gary's brain, always scheming on what to do next, had an idea, because if you didn't have an idea you'd probably would've been dead by now. And when you die you lose a very valuable part of living, okay I stole that one but it is a classic. "Well then, first thing's first. Transfer all available energy, without taking away from our weapons and shielding, to the replicators. We'll see if they can replicate faster."

An Ensign chimed in. "And what if that isn't scientifically possible?"

Gary shrugged. "We'll edit the post. Well while you do that, make this ship do a flip and FIRE ZEE MISSILES, over and over again."

The sexy battlecruiser (because it is sexy) did a flip as to catch the ships on the bottom, and then... opened fire... with three salvos. The missiles headed straight towards both cruisers and the destroyer, oh and the bombers. At the same time, the ship's point defense weaponry opened fire towards the fighters... and flew not towards the tractor beam, no it did not complete its flip. I'm so glad that space is three dimensional.

An Ensign shouted. "Sir! The replicators are overheating! We need to lay off them for a minute or two!"

Gary shrugged. "No worries, we won't have to use them until we reach that huge ship of theirs." The ship shook very hard as the enemy missiles struck them.

The same Ensign gulped. "Sir! Shields down 65%!"

But now on to that StarFort and those fighters.

The CNS Jaredchonia proceeded to fly toward another StarFort, all the meanwhile trying to take down as many fighters as possible with its laser beans (yes beans) flying past every large ship they could to see if they could cause the missiles to fly into the ships... instead of them.

Gary had a mad plan, and he intended to go through with it. At least for the lulz.

the superhuman primarch was knocked unconicous brother captain ardias the ultramarines primarch said im leaving you in charge here
he hefted his brother over his shoulder and headed back to the thunder hawk ardias snapped all men resume combat actions against the xenos

more kraken missiles were fired from each ship

The Star Fort:



The Envoy seemed to be pleased with the refusal to cooperate with the forces. In an amplified voice, it made an announcement to all that could hear, as well as through the telepathic links.

“Let the record show the Remian Empress turned down their option to resolve the situation peacefully. Her refusal has been registered with the allied defense and appropriate actions are about to be taken.”

The Envoy turned back to the Empress and smiled.

“I see you are also deluded as well as doomed. Your forces are being slaughtered by the hundreds and yet you are still willing to commit suicide. If you look at your own data, you will find that single ship has taken down several others and more will fall. You are the only one that can save your people from the ravages we will incur upon them. Balrogga doesn’t take prisoners. We are now going to start reacting to your advances. Contact whatever religious forms you find peace with because they will need to know they are going to be flooded with new arrivals.”

“Your answer was not the required ‘We surrender’, that means we are going on the offense. If you change your mind, please contact us and submit to additional surrender terms, for we are about to add more to the table.”

“Remember, the choice was yours.”




The Azrael:



Commander Se’Vir looked at the data as he watched the visions from The Envoy.

“Commander, the Fort is attempting to move further into the system.”

“Establish a Dimensional Anchor and lock her dimensional coordinates down to the ones she currently resides in. That should stop her dead in the water. If we can drag stars around with them, a DA can pin that little fort down.”

“Lock established. Diverting power to the Drives. Making the connection. Establishing the lock. Lock established. She won’t go anywhere anymore.”

Outside the Battlegroup, the Remian Star Fort would find itself very hard to move.

“Prepare for a full Torp Volley.”

“Munitions are ready to launch.”

“Fire!”

Several sensor readings detected hundreds of torpedoes being launched.

Moments after clearing their tubes, the torps generated the Singularity that powered their propulsion. The Grav Torp is a fusion generator strapped to a KK Drive. The Drive generates a singularity ahead of the body of the torp and uses it to drag itself to the target. The black hole would devour a 3 meter hole through anything it touched allowing the torp to fly through and then circle around for another pass.

The Battlegroup just launched 1794 singularities at the star fort alone, the reason the request was made to stay out of firing arcs. The gravitational distortion alone caused reality to ripple in protest as they sped ever faster towards their prey. Anti-missile fire was easily devoured by the hungry maw in front of the torp, rendering defensive measures ridiculously ineffective. At the last moment, they reached C and switched into Space Plus, leaving the Star Fort unharmed. The virtual wall of stars simply disappeared off the Remian scanners.

In Space Plus, they plotted a return course and planned on dropping out of Space Plus and then ravaging the station like an empress would in the hands of her enemy.




Star Fort:



“Empress? I have been given the permission to allow you a single chance to change your mind. Those are going to return in moments along with another volley from the Battlegroup. You will be caught in the middle with no place to go. By now you would have noticed your progress has been halted by our anchors. We can tow stars about by them so you cannot break the linkage. Any vessels launched from this fortification other than myself will be annihilated. You are all alone and your forces are an hour away. You cannot win. The next move we take against this station will destroy it.”

“Your answer? You have little choice but surrender or to die. If you surrender, you might be allowed to start a colony somewhere depending on what you negotiate but if you do not, your race ends here.”

The Envoy began to hover, floating soundlessly off the floor. He retracted his legs and waited. It was clear he was readying himself for something but the creature was too alien to read.




Harvest:



The stations surrounding the planet suddenly let loose with clouds of darkness. One thousand Imps from each station filled the space way. The swarms of Imps, drones designed to protect Imperial stations, rushed out past the defenders. They were using their gravity drives to easily exceed 0.8 C in their maneuvers. The swarms twisted and dodged as if they could see in all directions and their agility was simply incredible. The weapons they used were simply energy but their central particle beam left patches of blackened hulls in their wake.

The most devious thing they were doing is diving into the paths of the plasma discharges by the Space Worms. Their sacrifice caused the plasma to divert to the nearest craft, leading it back to the enemy front lines.

In orbit of the planet, the stations also began to generate immense power as they established Space Minus Powertaps. Arcs of violet energy shot from one station to the next, linking them together. The arcs condensed into a smooth violet bubble completely covering the stations and the planet they guarded. The Dimensional Planetary Shield was firmly in place and nothing could get through without permission.

Throughout the no-mans land between the fleet, Mobius Apertures formed to redirect Plasma bursts back upon the enemy, preventing them from reaching the defense forces.




Battlegroup:



“Commander, the first volley is turning in Space Plus and beginning to return to the target. The second volley is ready to launch.”

“Launch the moment she turns down her last chance. Direct the Battlegroup to initiate Attack Plan Alpha-Six immediately after launching. We need to finish her off so we can assist the real battle, not this spoiled throw rug of an Empress. Perhaps when we locate her corpse, we can have her mounted for the Emperor’s museum.”

The Empress didn't like the way The Battle was going, it was time for one thing..............Retreat.

First, they had to Destroy The ship Holding them. a Death Worm soon came up and soon targeted The Dimensional Anchor, useing it to Pull The Plasma Blast for The alien Ship it self.

the Fleet was ponded by all Weapons and already, 10 Starforts were left as the Retreat order came. All Ships were Retreating, the Ships that were chaseing The Cassiopiean Ship Broke off as every ship started The Retreat.

The Boarder Eels were soon being loaded up as The Remiyuiao, The Remian Space Marines. soon got The order telepathicly. The eels were disenageing from the Ship soon as they could


They were Retreating.

OOC:

As stated on MSN, the DA is not a physical construct and cannot be targeted. Think of it as a pin holding a butterfly to a display. In this case, the pin is holding you to the STC in the position you are currently residing.

Your best bet is to speak to The Envoy. It has a link to Telros' commander so you can discuss things through it with him. One of the things you can discuss is a cease fire so your fleeing ships are not blasted apart.


You might want to edit your post.

ON BOARD THE WASP

"Sir, sensors are picking up that the enemy fleet is pulling out! A full retreat!" The sesnsor officer shouted over the bridge.

A smile slowly creeped across Admiral Billings face. This was just the right moment to strike. Hit the enemy while they are disorganized and in a full retreat. Deter them from forming up and attacking again. His heart jumped with excitement. He looked out the windows around the bridge and spotted Alpha and Reach battlegroups formed up into the Arrow Point formation. It looked more like a 3D arrowhead and the WASP was the point. Fighters drifted around the ships like a haze. This was his moment to make history. After years of fighting a never ending civil war back on his home planet, Billings was now ready to take that step onto the universal stage and show everyone the he was a force to be reckoned with.

"Aphrodite, what is the status of the comms?" He asked.

"Just came online, we have full communication capabilities" She replied.

"This is it boys and girls, Aphrodite, transmit the charge order. Bugler, sound the charge!"Billings shouted.

All over the allied fleet communications the sound of a sharp bugle call play charge. As soon as the short tune was over all of Alpha battlegroup started to charge forward, weapons blazing.

The Imps rushed into the enemy formations blasting away with their light energy weapons and their Thur-Tahg particle beams. The energy weapons would only cause minor damage against the heavy armor but the Particle Beams would leave behind pitted blackened scars in the armor. The blackness seemed to be growing and spreading. Once a drone tagged a vessel with the particle weapon, it went onto the next one spreading the black areas.

The Chaplain bowed to the Primarch and then followed him as he walked to the bridge. The Chaplain hoped this Primarch would put some sense into Sanguinius, he knew that Haldar did not want to have to fire on this ship but would if he had to. They entered and he watched the quick, but short, fight. When the Ultramarine Primarch took the Blood Angel one, the Chaplain shrugged and left. Within five minutes, he was back on the Pelican and rocketing back to the Admiral's carrier. He was no longer needed.

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Dmitri noticed the shifting formation. “They are moving into offense formation gamma, sir. They appear to be trying to take another swing at the aliens.”

“I see, well then, lets give them some aid, shall we?” The two destroyers, drifted over to the sides of the arrow, providing their assistance in protecting them, as well as enhancing their combat effectiveness. A few minutes later, they watched in surprise as the aliens left.

“Sir, it appears the aliens are retreating.” Dmitri chuckled.

“After the beating we were putting on them, Ensign? Of course they are.” The comm beeped and the bugle was heard. The Commander laughed.

“Ha, that sound brings back memories...Alright, bring us to attack speed and ready weapons. Charge!” The two destroyers raced alongside the O Boyce ships, lancing at the Remian fleet, blasting at it as it struggled to flee.

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Haldar watched as the battle escalated. The Cassopeian ship ran circles around the Remian ships, bombarding them constantly with nuclear missiles. He shook his head. “Wow, they are a crazy bunch, aren't they?” Melissa chuckled.

“A bit, but to take on a fleet by yourself, you have to be.” The tactical map revealed more Remian forces who chased the ship yet again. He shook his head.

They never learn.

Meanwhile, in the section being boarded, the exploding Urchins sent their spikes shooting everywhere but the reinforced steel took the hits, with only one cannon knocked out of the feet, and only because a lucky spike jammed the chambers. They continued to fire on the urchins and when the beetle appeared, one gun turned and unloaded on it.

Back on the bridge, Haldar noticed the alien fleet charging him. “What the....Are they planning what I think they are planning?”

“What, a good ole cavalry charge and engaging in close combat? If that is what you are talking about, then yes, it is.” The Admiral rubbed his temple.

“Have all ships power up their pulse and plasma weapons. They will hold their fire until I give the signal.” The A.I. shimmered.

“Ready sir.” The entire front line of Imperial ships glowed, as their weapons powered up. As soon as the Remians were just about to reach the frontline, Haldar yelled.

“FIRE!” A wave of plasma slammed into the Remian ships, cutting through them like a hot knife through butter and causing their hulks to drift, fouling up the following waves as they had to either ram the dead ships or manuever around it, allowing the Imperium to pick them apart.

An alarm blared as the Balroggans unloaded their torpedoes on the Star Fort. Haldar whirled around to see them impact and just before destroying the Fort, they vanished. “What in gods name are those?”

Melissa replied. “They appear to be torpedoes, and if the readings I am getting are correct, they are singularity weapons.” The Admiral's jaw fell open.

“They can make BLACK HOLES?!”

“Apparently.”

“.....I want some of those.” The map beeped again and they watched as the Balroggan stations coughed up the cloud of drones, who rushed past them to engage the Remians and a shield appeared over the planet. The energy reading of the shield almost made the A.I. lag, “Oh my god...the power those things are generating is enormous!” The Admiral was about to speak when the map caught his eye. Turning, his jaw dropped.

“I...I don't believe it...they're retreating!” He slammed a fist into his palm. “Fine-a-LY! Well, the planets protected, so I say, lets go nuts. All forces, pursue those bastards right out of this system. I don't want any of them remaining. No mercy is to be shown. CHARGE!” The entire defense fleet shot forward, blowing apart the hulks of the Remian ships to chase after the retreating ones. With the planet generating the FTLi, hidden behind the shield, the Remians had an hour to the point they could jump from. In that time, the Imperials planned on doing as much damage as possible. Plasma blasts, torpedoes, pulse lasers, MAC shells, Archer missiles, and nukes were fired into the fleet, causing even more damage.

As the eels tried to disengage, the Longswords protecting the carrier swarmed over them, their missiles and cannons blasting, as well as the point defense beams slicing through the space they occupied to try and destroy them.

The two 100 ship fleets who were at the flanks of the retreating Remians, slammed hard at the lines of the Remians, their fighters engaging the Remians own, and their weapons shooting into every target they could hit. Carnage on a magnitude never seen before was unleashed.

They would leave...but not before learning the wrath of the Imperium.

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Carlyle watched the Empress reject the treaty and the Kython's voice sounded through his head.

“Let the record show the Remian Empress turned down their option to resolve the situation peacefully. Her refusal has been registered with the allied defense and appropriate actions are about to be taken.”

“I see you are also deluded as well as doomed. Your forces are being slaughtered by the hundreds and yet you are still willing to commit suicide. If you look at your own data, you will find that single ship has taken down several others and more will fall. You are the only one that can save your people from the ravages we will incur upon them. Balrogga doesn’t take prisoners. We are now going to start reacting to your advances. Contact whatever religious forms you find peace with because they will need to know they are going to be flooded with new arrivals.”

“Your answer was not the required ‘We surrender’, that means we are going on the offense. If you change your mind, please contact us and submit to additional surrender terms, for we are about to add more to the table.”

“Remember, the choice was yours.”

The Admiral's eyes narrowed. He didn't want a slaughter but if they needed an abject lesson on why they don't invade the Imperium, then so be it. The Kython spoke after the barrage.

“Empress? I have been given the permission to allow you a single chance to change your mind. Those are going to return in moments along with another volley from the Battlegroup. You will be caught in the middle with no place to go. By now you would have noticed your progress has been halted by our anchors. We can tow stars about by them so you cannot break the linkage. Any vessels launched from this fortification other than myself will be annihilated. You are all alone and your forces are an hour away. You cannot win. The next move we take against this station will destroy it.”

“Your answer? You have little choice but surrender or to die. If you surrender, you might be allowed to start a colony somewhere depending on what you negotiate but if you do not, your race ends here.”

Carlyle waited with baited breath, hoping the Empress would see reason.

The Empress soon looked at The Kython. "Blessed are The Remians." was all She said as the Hologram shut off.

a odd Dragonfly like ship soon gone out of The StarFort and headed for The Colony Ships and The other Civilian Ships. all of which soon started to go into the The Wormhole and disappered.

Then The StarFort Blew Up, as the Torpedoes hit it, but they didn't Destroy it. With The Force of a Supernova, the Ship Blew it self up.

The Fleet had soon stopped Retreating and then Started Blowing Up, The Remian Crews of The Ships were Blowing theri own Ships up, with them selves still inside. They would not let these Aliens win, so Death was better.

CNS Jaredchonia

The Remian fleet retreated, much to Gary's surprised. "Well that was fast, one Cassiopeian battlecruiser versus over four thousand ships... and we win. I'm going to get a medal."

Tom Tommy. "Hell yah."

The battlecruiser turned away from the retreating mass of ships, there was no use shooting at a fleeing enemy that didn't involve them. The fact that the ship survive though, was surprising to every crewmember aboard. The ship was taken out of Maroon Alert (we can't afford red) and taken back to the normalcy of caps lock is cruise control for cool, but remember to steer right.

Gary started composing a battle report to the Cassiopeian Ministry of Defence.

TO: VERY IMPORTANT BRASS
FROM: CNS JAREDCHONIA, GEDDY LEE

Just defeated a an Empire with the help of a few hundred ships. They were a
threat to the security of the Cassiopeian Commonwealth. Casualties caused
by Cassiopeian missiles and beams number in thousands, total might be in the
hundreds of thousands of even millions. No Cassiopeian casualties were
caused, countless amount of ships aiding Cassiopeian vessel lost. Medal
would be nice. Also hello.

GARY LEE WEINREB
CNS JAREDCHONIA, ADMIRAL

P.S. Sent profiles of enemy ships for future reference, enjoy.

Gary then sent a message to all the friends that helped.

To: Those involved in the destruction of enemy fleet
From: CNS Jaredchonia

Right, so um. We would like to thank you for taking the brunt off the enemy
fleet from us while we caused untold chaos and pain. Of course I do not
realize what I was blowing up, but if the Sephrions were on the side of
good (for once) then I'm sure it was a threat to all of the Universe. Let me
properly introduce myself, if you didn't get the memo. I am Admiral Gary Lee
Weinreb of CNS Jaredchonia, Cassiopeian Star Navy. I run an AirHippo
class battlecruiser. Our shields are a bit damaged but they'll recharge over
time.

If anybody could kindly explain who they were, well, that'd help alot.

GARY LEE WEINREB
CNS JAREDCHONIA, ADMIRAL

Then something very interesting happened... the enemy fleet started blowing up.

Gary, and everyone at the bridge was enjoy the spectacle from afar (with 3D glasses no less) with their plasma screen television. Also there was popcorn. "Mmmm delicious popcorn." See? Oh and that was Gary.

The CNS Jaredchonia awaited the response of her new friends in the war against... something. I don't know what yet.

ON BOARD THE UNSC WASP

"Holy hannah!" Billings shouted as the ship rocked from the exploding ships.

He grabbed onto a nearby bulkhead as the ship and the formation plowed through one shockwave after another. The euphoria that filled the bridge was immense. It reminded him of the Pokos river back home on O Boyce. The smile on his face was so large that he couldn't hide it from the crew. They were as excited as he was. The thrum of the MAC's fireing one after another made the shaking even more thrilling.

"Sir, the enemy fleet is self destructing, this is quite reminicent of a rout" Aphrodite shimmered as the ship hit another shockwave.

MAC round after MAC round struck the enemy ships that were running. Damaged enemy ships were blasted out of the way of the incomming battlegroup. The tides had turned and now everything was going out to sea.

"Aph, ask Harvest command for permission to pursue the enemy into the wormhole" Billings asked.

ON BOARD UNSC THERMOPOLYE

"Sir, that last shockwave knocked out our port stabalizers!" The ensign at the engineering console shouted.

"Any way we can compensate?" The capitan asked.

"Transferring power now sir" The ensign replied

Another shock wave rocked the ship. Sparks and fire erupted from the engineering console, engulfing the ensgin in a fireball. Alarms and klaxons screamed as the captian pulled himself from the floor and looked to the neareset officer.

"Major Billings, what the hell just happened?" He asked.

Major Billings, Admiral Billings son turned and faced the nearest console.

"Sir, we have a cascade power overload in the main core. I am picking up multiple hull fractures and we are venting atmosphere" He replied. "We have about five minuets to evacuate the ship or we are all going to die!"

The captian stood there for a moment as he considered the options. Then he quickly slammed his hand on the shipwide comm.

"All hands abandon ship, I repeat, all hands abondon ship!"

"Major, since you are the only senior officer left, I am going to ask you to stay behind untill the rest of the crew is out of here. I have to get down to the escape pods and facilitate the crews escape" The captain said.

"All right sir" Major Billings answered.

The captain rushed out of the bridge. The Thermoplye slowly started to pull away from the rest of the battlegroup. Escape pods blasted away from the ship and pelicans pulled away from the ship's launch bay. Major Billings strained over the console while he attempted to steer the ship away from the shockwaves, all of the other allied ships, he was trying to save lives.

"I cann't believe that good for nothing captain, as soon as I get out of here I am going to put him on repremand" He murmmured to himself.

A beep came from the nearest console indicating that all the escape pods were gone. The ship began to shudder and shake as the engine core began to breach. Pillars of flame began to break through the outher hull and into space.

"Time to get the hell out of dodge" He said to himself as he set the ships final coordinates and raced to the back of the bridge for the last escape pod.

He slowly crawled into the escape pod and hit the launch button. The pod blasted out of it's locks and it raced into space. Just as his escape pod blasted away the bridge of the Thermopolye exploded engulfing the pod in a plume of fire. The last thing Billings saw was a blinding flash of light. The only sound that could be heard anywhere, or at least in Major Billings mind was the tracking device on the escape pod.

Beep..........Beep..............Beep

Beep.........................Beep

Beep.......

The Empress soon looked at The Kython. "Blessed are The Remians." was all She said as the Hologram shut off.

The Envoy sighed and turned. It had tried to allow her to come to an ending that would have avoided all the slaughter. It could not help anything if they were suicidal and unadjusted enough to understand a clear chance at negotiation.

The Envoy left the StarFort through the still open landing bay. He returned to The Azrael.



a odd Dragonfly like ship soon gone out of The StarFort and headed for The Colony Ships and The other Civilian Ships.

The Battlegroup escorted the fleeing Empress to her colony ships that were sitting well back from the fighting. While this was happening, they requested a wormhole to be formed within the artificial one the invaders used to access this timeline. After the TFU and the Imperial fleets moved aside, the wormhole formed within the mouth of the other. The confliction of forces caused both to collapse in a spectacular display that would be seen back on Sol in a few years when the light eventually reached the Terran homeworld.



Then The StarFort Blew Up, as the Torpedoes hit it, but they didn't Destroy it. With The Force of a Supernova, the Ship Blew it self up.

After the spectacular display of the rupturing wormhole the Star Fort was gone. The collapse of the wormhole apparently destroyed it and removed all evidence of it’s existence. A few moments later, the Singularity Barrage returned and dropped out of Space Plus. The fleet sent a disable command and the torps turned and returned to their ship of origin, the singularities turning off long before they arrived so the Torps slowly drifted back to the ships. They were quickly collected, refueled, and returned to their berths for the next time they would be used. The Battlegroup began to escort the colony ships to the edge of Imperial Space to be sure they were not targeted by the rest of the forces who were busy destroying any remaining Remian holstiles.


The Fleet had soon stopped Retreating and then Started Blowing Up, The Remian Crews of The Ships were Blowing theri own Ships up, with them selves still inside. They would not let these Aliens win, so Death was better.

Those ships that were not destroyed were self destructing depriving the defenders of further targets. At the edge of Imperial Space, Commander Se’Vir sent the Remians a message before seeing them off and safely away from The Imperium of Terra.


"This is Commander Se’Vir."

"I have assured your safety until you reached the edge of the nation you invaded. You are on your own now but I do suggest you don’t show up in any of the Defender’s territories. I doubt they will allow your presence after today. Some are particularly angry like the Sepheroth Forces and I don’t doubt they will shoot you on sight. I don’t doubt they will stop at your ships either. It seems they wanted genocide against you back then."

"I wish you good luck at creating a peaceful society and if you do, you may contact us some time in the future."

"If you follow war, don’t bother."

With that, Commander Se’Vir watched as the ships disappeared into the inky blackness of space.

ON BOARD THE WASP

Admiral Billings watched in awe as the wormhole dissapeared in a flash of blinding light. What little enemy ships that remained were all self distructing. This was a glorious victory. He couldn't beleive his eyes. Against so many enemy ships a combined fleet had compleatly decimated the invaders and brought the UNSC the first military victory since it's formation.

"Admiral, the Thermopolye is falling away from the formation and sending out an SOS" Aphrodite announced.

Admiral Billings smile instantly dissapeard. His son was on that ship.

"Helm, bring us around to aid the Thermopolye, this instant!" He shouted.

"Have the rest of the battlegroup come to a stop" He ordered to the comms officer.

The Wasp pulled away from the slowing formation and started to head toward the damaged Thermopolye. The ship was spouting fire, obviously damaged horribly. Suddenly the bridge of the ship ignited in a plume of fire, sending debri in every direction. A tear slowly trickled down his face as the light from the explosion dissapated into the vacume of space.

"My god" he muttered "Any escape pods?, anything at all?"

There was a breif pause as the battle map changed, all of the enemy ships were twinkling out and a mass of green triangles appeared around another green dot that was flashing yellow. That flashing green dot was what was left of the UNSC frigate, Thermopolye.

"Sir, I am picking up multiple escape pods and about five pelicans drifting out there" Aphrodite announced.

The bridge came to a deathly silence. Then Admiral Billings hit the fleetwide comms.

//MESSAGE PRIORITY//UNSC E-BAND//

Congradulations everyone.....we did it. All ships stand down from battle alert and begin repairs and search and rescue efforts. I also propose a meeting of all of the leaders on either the Wasp or Harvest to discuss where we go from here.....

//MESSAGE ENDS//

Haldar watched as the Imperial forces unloaded everything they had into the Remian fleet. Blue plasma bolts, waves of cyan light as pulse lasers cut through space. Red, tracking plasma torpedoes slammed into ships. Missile trails criss-crossed the void as thousands upon thousands of them were fired deep into the enemy fleet. MAC rounds flew like flocks of birds, cutting through armor and flesh alike. Energy beam projectors lashed out and sliced ships in two. It was a awful slaughter, one which the Admiral enjoyed. “Tell the fleet to keep it up, I want every single ship in that fleet vaporized or becoming a nice addition to the asteroid field of this system!” The Admiral was about to make more comments about ripping them to shreds and making them run crying to their mothers when Melissa coughed. He blinked and looked at her.

“Yes?”

“Incoming message, sir, from the Cassiopeians.” Haldar let out a breath.

“Oh, the crazy people. Sure, put it through.”

To: Those involved in the destruction of enemy fleet
From: CNS Jaredchonia

Right, so um. We would like to thank you for taking the brunt off the enemy
fleet from us while we caused untold chaos and pain. Of course I do not
realize what I was blowing up, but if the Sephrions were on the side of
good (for once) then I'm sure it was a threat to all of the Universe. Let me
properly introduce myself, if you didn't get the memo. I am Admiral Gary Lee
Weinreb of CNS Jaredchonia, Cassiopeian Star Navy. I run an AirHippo
class battlecruiser. Our shields are a bit damaged but they'll recharge over
time.

If anybody could kindly explain who they were, well, that'd help alot.

GARY LEE WEINREB
CNS JAREDCHONIA, ADMIRAL



A counter reply was sent.

Well, I would like to thank you for going in there and unleashing a nuclear holocaust in space. It was a sight to see, let me tell ya. You seem to not like the Sephirothians? Now, I know they tend to attack allies for stupid reasons, but why do you make them out to be so bad? Just a little curious. As for who I am. I am Fleet Admiral Haldar, commander of this sector of the Imperium of Terra and the leader of the Harvest Defense Fleet. I can give you the data on my people when you come to the meetings. And yes there will be meetings, there has to be one, like in the movies. Feel free to stock up on the shipyards on ammo and supplies.

Well, when the Balroggans stop the light show.

“Sir!” Haldar turned around to see the Remian fleet come to a full stop. He swore. “Have the fleet fall back, they must be trying to charge us again, drown us with their numb-” Haldar was cut off when, one by one, the Remian fleet began to self-destruct. The entire fleet was stunned, as for a full ten seconds, not a shot was fired and no one moved. Then Haldar, his face grim, gave out new orders. “Alright, they want to go out like that, so be it. We don't like invaders and this will serve as a lesson to others not to mess with us. Have the fleet encircle the enemy fleet, safe distance of course, and lets speed them on their way to oblivion, shall we?” The fleet slowly encircled the fleet, watching silently as the rest of the six thousand ship fleet detonated. When they finally managed to encircle it, the two hundred ship reinforcing fleet taking the rear and sides, while the HDF took on the front and the remainder of the sides, they opened fire, a hail of absolute destruction, honed to perfection over the centuries of research and learning...as well as war. Ships exploded, hulks disintegrated and armor and flesh alike melted under the plasma onslaught, exploded into shards under the weight of missiles and shells, and was cut by energy beams.

Within a half hour, it was all over.

Haldar lorded over the mass of twisted metal and frozen flesh and made an indelicate noise. “Detail the clean-up and HAZMAT crews to take care of this mess, and send some of it to ONI, they love to see alien stuff. Deploy the reinforcing ships to scour the system. Some may have survived, and some other idiot may have invaded during that time.” The two hundred ship fleet dispersed, and began to secure the system, moving in groups of three to four ships. The UNSC reinforcements, as well as the Imperial battlegroups brought in, were sent away, back to their posts. The remainder of the fleet took orbit around Harvest, above the glowing energy field.

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“Sir, the frigate Thermopolye is listing to one side, sensors read the reactor is going critical!” The Commander tensed.

“Any escape pods?”

“Yes sir, they are being deployed.” He let out a relieved sigh. “Activat the gravity beams and tug them to us. We will take them aboard.” The two destroyers, shifted and moved over to aid the tumbling pods, taking them in secure, green gravity beams that pulled them into the ships. Once inside, they were met with medical teams and Marines to help any wounded to the various sickbays.

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Carlyle watched as the Balroggans quickly and efficiently, forced the remaining Remian forces out the wormhole and closed it behind them. When the Star Fort began to exploded, he moved his task force away. When all was said and finished, Carlyle sighed. It was finally over. Blinking, he moved himself out of the vision of the Envoy. Turning to the Ta'Nar, he spoke. “I am planning on a diplomatic meeting in the aftermath of this. It will be held on my ship here. A Supercarrier has plenty of room and facilities for extended negotiations, if needed. I also ask that you drop the shield around Harvest, it is no longer needed. With that said, I invite the Balroggan Empire to these negotiations.” He then nodded to his bridge officers, who began prepping the fleet to jump. Within seconds, they jumped and appeared Haldar's forces.

“Sir, incoming message on the UNSC E-Band.”

“Show me.”

//MESSAGE PRIORITY//UNSC E-BAND//

Congratulations everyone.....we did it. All ships stand down from battle alert and begin repairs and search and rescue efforts. I also propose a meeting of all of the leaders on either the Wasp or Harvest to discuss where we go from here.....

//MESSAGE ENDS//

A reply was sent.

All negotiations are to be held aboard my ship, Terra's Pride. I appreciate all the work the UNSC has done for my nation, Admiral, and I invite all members of the task force sent here to participate in the negotiations. All hangar bays are opened and ready to receive you. That goes for all our other allies as well. I await your arrival

The message was sent to everyone in system. Carlyle stood. “Prepare Meeting Room 43-G for guests and have food brought up.”

“Yes sir.”

OOC: Another thread will be made for the meeting. I will link you there. Please don't post after this, thank you.

OOC: Thread is up:

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