Palestar
08-02-2008, 07:14
12 Years Ago...
Border Colony Halitherses, Alnabri, Paleian Fringeworlds - Fringe Alliance Territory
Holden Household, Halitherses Surface
Aedan was fourteen, at least thats what his mother said. Halitherses took a long time to orbit its sun, so he had to trust a calendar made for a distant world and his mother and fathers word. So he did.
Today was a nice day, the sun always shone on brightly on Halitherses. Aedan knew this was one of the reasons his parents had moved here, away from the distant core worlds where there were more people in a city block than there were on Halitherses itself! Or at least, thats what Aedan's father said.
Aedan suddenly found himself walking into the gardens of his home, and his attention snapped back to the present, his pet, Laln, was playing amongst the long grass at the end of the central garden. His mother and father said Laln was a dog, but Aedan didnt care what he was, he was his friend. Aedan decided Laln needed to play with him instead.
"Laaaaaln" Aedan called out, causing the animal to turn its attention and come bounding upto Aedan, however it stopped short of entering the reach of Aedan's hands, its attention turnt to the sky, which was rapidly darkening.
"Laln?"
Trade Station Ithaca, Low Orbit
"Look, if you want to dock you have to wait, whether its bay 1, 5, or 7, Okay?" A hand hit a panel, cutting the comm channel. The figure turnt to another, manning a similar station in the control room of the trade station.
"What is it with that one, he keeps asking to dock over and over, he knows we dont have a free spot right now.. jeez"
The other figure turnt to respond, but paused half way.
"What in the name of ... Are you reading that?"
The other figure turnt back to his displays.
"Yeah.. why are we getting cap ship signals? There arent any freighters that back out here.. and the Fringe Alliance fleet certainly doesnt have any of those" The figure tapped a portion of his display, indicating a particular vessel.
"At least they read friendly"
The other figure shuffled.
"If so, why are they charging weapons?"
Ithaca stopped transmitting twenty seconds later.
1 Hour Later, Van-Solart Starport, 7 Standard Miles From Holden Household, Halitherses Surface
"Aedan, Listen to me, I dont know where your mother is, but we have to leave now, Okay?"
"But.."
"No, no buts, I tried, but if we dont get on this ship were not going to be able to find her, And we will when were safe, okay? Aedan, Okay? Now keep hold of Laln, come on"
"Okay.."
In 1 hour, 8,000 people escaped from Halitherses surface. 2 hours later, bombardment by the fleet in orbit had destroyed all major urban centres, Killing the remaining population of around 1 million. There were no survivors. Of the 8,000 that escaped the surface, only half arrived in friendly space.
3 Months Later...
Thaiar, Capella Majoris, The Coreworlds - Paleian Republic.
Sector Union Headquarters, The City Of Erebrian, Thaiar
The Sector Union had been founded by the Paleian Republican in their starcluster of Palestar to foster good relations between itself, independent parties, such as corporations that had become nations themselves aswell as its former colonies. It had successfully united them in a sector wide alliance. Untill now.
".. A Union that was shattered when we were attacked, without provocation, by the Aelbrian Confederacy!" Finished the delegate from the Fringeworld Alliance. He was a fairly elderly man, weathered by the life of exploring a rugged frontier, he seated himself with a calculated caution and allowed the floor to open up to the other delegates, representing the members of the union.
A Delegate from an independent colony stood, Although a young woman, she had made her wisdom known before, and so she began to make her point.
"Enough! The Sector Union has stood for a long time, perhaps too long, The Aelbrian Confederacy and the Fringeworld Alliance have been at war for nearly 3 months now, sparked by the Halitherses incident, yet this Union has failed to provide a resolution for it, its preposterous! Has this union grown complacent, unable to act?"
She let her words sink in.
"The Sector Union no longer serves its purpose, we are constrained from acting by it whilst one member massacres another, how are we meant to explain that to ourselves, let alone anyone else? We are here in comfort in these halls, yet only a few lightyears away, The Aelbrian's are cutting a bloody swathe through the Fringeworlds, paying no heed to any international law whatsoever, they no longer even attend these meetings! This is not the peace and prosperity this Union is meant to stand for!"
The Delegate felt she had said enough, and seated herself.
Daven Valstar, President of the Paleian Republic, and as part of his duties, Delegate to the Union where applicable, had watched the events unfold over the past few weeks. It went almost like clockwork. Daven was a clever man, with a well kept face and carefully upkept hair, and he knew far more than that woman ever could.
So he finally decided to make his statement. To land the final blow to this side of things.
"Delegates, thank you, please, please. The Paleian Republic has not been as complacent as you might think. Indeed, we agree with the aforementioned statement, the union no longer serves its purpose. Otherwise we would be dealing with only the Aelbrians. Look around you, there is more than one seat empty. The Confederacy had allies in this treachery."
Daven cleared his throat, allowing the aforementioned, obvious revelation sink in.
"As head of the Sector Union, I hereby immeadiately enforce the emergency procedures that effectively dissolve it. We are enacting the emergency coalition treaty, I beleive you all know what this means. All former loyal union members are now part of the Coalition, we are now at war. There will be no dissension."
The Present
"The Truth, Do You Really Know?" A Resistance Document
The War that started then, still hasnt ended. The Emergency Coalition eventually gave way to the Federation Of Palestar, although uniting one side of the cluster into a nation, with the homeworld at the head, it was nothing less than a re-establishment of the Paleian Empire that had given way an age before. Although Daven Valstar is still called president, he is in-effect a dictator.
The Fringeworld Alliance fell to the Aelbrians and their allies, and he didnt act, then they came for the rest of us, Did they act as promised? No, they delayed them, most of us became refugees, falling back into Fortified Federation space. Relocated into refugee camps that were nothing short of forced labour camps.
Our systems used to be full of trade, people moving between place to place, interacting and socializing, the freedoms we deserve were awarded, people were allowed to do what they want, say what they want.
Now?
Any dissension is stamped out, the senate? Nothing less than puppets for the puppeteer himself to manipulate. All our freedoms are an illusion. We gave everything in the hope of reclaiming our homes and returning peace to our stars, yet here we are more than a decade on, and it only keeps getting worse.
Do you want to make a difference? Then Jo....
Taldastra Dockyards, Tarnaveen - Former Confederate Forward Supply Base, Former Valc Republic.
PFV Sanayev, Kol Class Battleship, Federation 2nd Fleet, After the Second Battle Of Tarnaveen
The Sanayev rocked as another barrage of enemy fire impacted its shields. The Second Battle of Tarnaveen was over, but this war was only just beginning. In The Aftermath, a group of resistance vessels had arrived, and began their work on the battered 2nd Fleet, but it wasnt the Sanayev they were firing at. The Sanayev had called them.
A masculine voice reverberated around the bridge of the Sanayev.
"Co-ordinate targetting uplinks with the heavier resistance vessels, we need to take out the command cruiser at 347 mark 4, then the damn battleship chipping away our shields."
"Aye Captain, with any luck we might win this one aswell, no?" Responded a female voice from a panel infront of the central command chair.
"Seems our luck is good, Kayla, lets hope it stays that way, Now, lets re assume firing positions before that changes. I want the forward beam arrays online and firing at that command cruiser today!"
Federation Fleet Command Database
2nd Fleet Roster
Searching....
PFV Raja - Captain Syla Valfor - Destroyed
PFV Renheird - Captain Tyler Hansen - Renegade
PFV Rys - Commodore Carl Deran - Destroyed
PFV Sanayev - Captain Aedan Holden - Renegade.
Resistance Involved.
Unknown Party also Involved.
OOC: By "Kinda", I just mean .. ask, let me known your intentions :). You should in theory be turning up as the renegades/resistance is finishing off the 2nd fleet. Anyway, Thanks.
Border Colony Halitherses, Alnabri, Paleian Fringeworlds - Fringe Alliance Territory
Holden Household, Halitherses Surface
Aedan was fourteen, at least thats what his mother said. Halitherses took a long time to orbit its sun, so he had to trust a calendar made for a distant world and his mother and fathers word. So he did.
Today was a nice day, the sun always shone on brightly on Halitherses. Aedan knew this was one of the reasons his parents had moved here, away from the distant core worlds where there were more people in a city block than there were on Halitherses itself! Or at least, thats what Aedan's father said.
Aedan suddenly found himself walking into the gardens of his home, and his attention snapped back to the present, his pet, Laln, was playing amongst the long grass at the end of the central garden. His mother and father said Laln was a dog, but Aedan didnt care what he was, he was his friend. Aedan decided Laln needed to play with him instead.
"Laaaaaln" Aedan called out, causing the animal to turn its attention and come bounding upto Aedan, however it stopped short of entering the reach of Aedan's hands, its attention turnt to the sky, which was rapidly darkening.
"Laln?"
Trade Station Ithaca, Low Orbit
"Look, if you want to dock you have to wait, whether its bay 1, 5, or 7, Okay?" A hand hit a panel, cutting the comm channel. The figure turnt to another, manning a similar station in the control room of the trade station.
"What is it with that one, he keeps asking to dock over and over, he knows we dont have a free spot right now.. jeez"
The other figure turnt to respond, but paused half way.
"What in the name of ... Are you reading that?"
The other figure turnt back to his displays.
"Yeah.. why are we getting cap ship signals? There arent any freighters that back out here.. and the Fringe Alliance fleet certainly doesnt have any of those" The figure tapped a portion of his display, indicating a particular vessel.
"At least they read friendly"
The other figure shuffled.
"If so, why are they charging weapons?"
Ithaca stopped transmitting twenty seconds later.
1 Hour Later, Van-Solart Starport, 7 Standard Miles From Holden Household, Halitherses Surface
"Aedan, Listen to me, I dont know where your mother is, but we have to leave now, Okay?"
"But.."
"No, no buts, I tried, but if we dont get on this ship were not going to be able to find her, And we will when were safe, okay? Aedan, Okay? Now keep hold of Laln, come on"
"Okay.."
In 1 hour, 8,000 people escaped from Halitherses surface. 2 hours later, bombardment by the fleet in orbit had destroyed all major urban centres, Killing the remaining population of around 1 million. There were no survivors. Of the 8,000 that escaped the surface, only half arrived in friendly space.
3 Months Later...
Thaiar, Capella Majoris, The Coreworlds - Paleian Republic.
Sector Union Headquarters, The City Of Erebrian, Thaiar
The Sector Union had been founded by the Paleian Republican in their starcluster of Palestar to foster good relations between itself, independent parties, such as corporations that had become nations themselves aswell as its former colonies. It had successfully united them in a sector wide alliance. Untill now.
".. A Union that was shattered when we were attacked, without provocation, by the Aelbrian Confederacy!" Finished the delegate from the Fringeworld Alliance. He was a fairly elderly man, weathered by the life of exploring a rugged frontier, he seated himself with a calculated caution and allowed the floor to open up to the other delegates, representing the members of the union.
A Delegate from an independent colony stood, Although a young woman, she had made her wisdom known before, and so she began to make her point.
"Enough! The Sector Union has stood for a long time, perhaps too long, The Aelbrian Confederacy and the Fringeworld Alliance have been at war for nearly 3 months now, sparked by the Halitherses incident, yet this Union has failed to provide a resolution for it, its preposterous! Has this union grown complacent, unable to act?"
She let her words sink in.
"The Sector Union no longer serves its purpose, we are constrained from acting by it whilst one member massacres another, how are we meant to explain that to ourselves, let alone anyone else? We are here in comfort in these halls, yet only a few lightyears away, The Aelbrian's are cutting a bloody swathe through the Fringeworlds, paying no heed to any international law whatsoever, they no longer even attend these meetings! This is not the peace and prosperity this Union is meant to stand for!"
The Delegate felt she had said enough, and seated herself.
Daven Valstar, President of the Paleian Republic, and as part of his duties, Delegate to the Union where applicable, had watched the events unfold over the past few weeks. It went almost like clockwork. Daven was a clever man, with a well kept face and carefully upkept hair, and he knew far more than that woman ever could.
So he finally decided to make his statement. To land the final blow to this side of things.
"Delegates, thank you, please, please. The Paleian Republic has not been as complacent as you might think. Indeed, we agree with the aforementioned statement, the union no longer serves its purpose. Otherwise we would be dealing with only the Aelbrians. Look around you, there is more than one seat empty. The Confederacy had allies in this treachery."
Daven cleared his throat, allowing the aforementioned, obvious revelation sink in.
"As head of the Sector Union, I hereby immeadiately enforce the emergency procedures that effectively dissolve it. We are enacting the emergency coalition treaty, I beleive you all know what this means. All former loyal union members are now part of the Coalition, we are now at war. There will be no dissension."
The Present
"The Truth, Do You Really Know?" A Resistance Document
The War that started then, still hasnt ended. The Emergency Coalition eventually gave way to the Federation Of Palestar, although uniting one side of the cluster into a nation, with the homeworld at the head, it was nothing less than a re-establishment of the Paleian Empire that had given way an age before. Although Daven Valstar is still called president, he is in-effect a dictator.
The Fringeworld Alliance fell to the Aelbrians and their allies, and he didnt act, then they came for the rest of us, Did they act as promised? No, they delayed them, most of us became refugees, falling back into Fortified Federation space. Relocated into refugee camps that were nothing short of forced labour camps.
Our systems used to be full of trade, people moving between place to place, interacting and socializing, the freedoms we deserve were awarded, people were allowed to do what they want, say what they want.
Now?
Any dissension is stamped out, the senate? Nothing less than puppets for the puppeteer himself to manipulate. All our freedoms are an illusion. We gave everything in the hope of reclaiming our homes and returning peace to our stars, yet here we are more than a decade on, and it only keeps getting worse.
Do you want to make a difference? Then Jo....
Taldastra Dockyards, Tarnaveen - Former Confederate Forward Supply Base, Former Valc Republic.
PFV Sanayev, Kol Class Battleship, Federation 2nd Fleet, After the Second Battle Of Tarnaveen
The Sanayev rocked as another barrage of enemy fire impacted its shields. The Second Battle of Tarnaveen was over, but this war was only just beginning. In The Aftermath, a group of resistance vessels had arrived, and began their work on the battered 2nd Fleet, but it wasnt the Sanayev they were firing at. The Sanayev had called them.
A masculine voice reverberated around the bridge of the Sanayev.
"Co-ordinate targetting uplinks with the heavier resistance vessels, we need to take out the command cruiser at 347 mark 4, then the damn battleship chipping away our shields."
"Aye Captain, with any luck we might win this one aswell, no?" Responded a female voice from a panel infront of the central command chair.
"Seems our luck is good, Kayla, lets hope it stays that way, Now, lets re assume firing positions before that changes. I want the forward beam arrays online and firing at that command cruiser today!"
Federation Fleet Command Database
2nd Fleet Roster
Searching....
PFV Raja - Captain Syla Valfor - Destroyed
PFV Renheird - Captain Tyler Hansen - Renegade
PFV Rys - Commodore Carl Deran - Destroyed
PFV Sanayev - Captain Aedan Holden - Renegade.
Resistance Involved.
Unknown Party also Involved.
OOC: By "Kinda", I just mean .. ask, let me known your intentions :). You should in theory be turning up as the renegades/resistance is finishing off the 2nd fleet. Anyway, Thanks.