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0.6 Astronomical Units from Cryoarctica

A Striker Class Battleship hijacked by Berrax rebels was heading toward a planet called Cryoarctica, their plan was to blow up the icy planet and make headlines. Unfortunately their intelligence was poor, and they had no idea that the icy planet belonged to the Alliance of Imitated Worlds.

(OOC; Sorry for the short post)

0.6 Astronomical Units from Cryoarctica

A Striker Class Battleship hijacked by Berrax rebels was heading toward a planet called Cryoarctica, their plan was to blow up the icy planet and make headlines. Unfortunately their intelligence was poor, and they had no idea that the icy planet belonged to the Alliance of Imitated Worlds.

(OOC; Sorry for the short post)

The hulking fleet of the Alliance covered space around the homeworld. The rebels would find only horror where they expected conquest.

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The Striker Class Battleship continued to approach the icy planet, the ship was built for any type of climate, and the Berraxs could withstand hard weather. The Shield was "turned" on, and the engine power was reduced by 50%. The gigantic ship could be easily seen, but could not be easily destroyed.

As soon as the ship was detected the home fleet had already began to approach it. There chrome bodys shown as stars galaxy's wide shined off of them. They had no need of hiding, for they believe they didnt need to. Underground sensors station would see a large red dot with multiple blue dots approaching(red is enemy and blue is ally).

As soon as the ship was detected the home fleet had already began to approach it. There chrome bodys shown as stars galaxy's wide shined off of them. They had no need of hiding, for they believe they didnt need to. Underground sensors station would see a large red dot with multiple blue dots approaching(red is enemy and blue is ally).

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The Battleship continued to approach, it let off a volley of Ion cannons into the middle of nowhere to show the home fleet who they were dealing with. The Megabolt cannons were on and ready. The Lasers were also charged and ready, the battle would began soon. The nukes in the hold of the battle were ready to fire.

The Alliance Armada stopped and charged weapons as they did this they hailed all in unison towards the vessle.

" We are the Alliance, lower your shields and surrender your ship, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted into our unity...defiance will be met with violence."

The Alliance Armada stopped and charged weapons as they did this they hailed all in unison towards the vessle.

" We are the Alliance, lower your shields and surrender your ship, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted into our unity...defiance will be met with violence."

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The Striker class battleship continued moving toward the planet, but it was noticeable that the ship slowed down. The Nukes were ready for launching. The captain hesitated, but it was dishonor to surrender, they could always jump out of there, but the captain did not do that either, he continued sending his ship toward the planet, toward certain death.

The battleship did not send a response. The captain had a discussion with the other senior officers to what to do.

The fleet opend fire upon the vessle, Plasma-rays streaked outwards as they were followed by a first hail of plasma torpedoes and plasma-charged nukes. The Alliance armada still awaited return fire, as they would continue this assault until the shields were down and the enemy vessle could be properly boarded.

The fleet opend fire upon the vessle, Plasma-rays streaked outwards as they were followed by a first hail of plasma torpedoes and plasma-charged nukes. The Alliance armada still awaited return fire, as they would continue this assault until the shields were down and the enemy vessle could be properly boarded.

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As the enemy ships began to fire, they were detected on radar, the captain, reluctantly pressed a button that fire nuke after nuke, not at the enemy ships, but the planet itself, each nuke was 10 megatons. As the Plasma torpedoes ripped open the "second hold", 30 fighters plus 4 gunboats came out of the battleship and headed toward the enemy ships, before the fighters left the battleship, Megabolt cannons and Megabolt torpedoes were fired. The Plasma charged nukes destroyed the back part of the ship, and all the Techar prisoners were killed.

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As the enemy ships began to fire, they were detected on radar, the captain, reluctantly pressed a button that fire nuke after nuke, not at the enemy ships, but the planet itself, each nuke was 10 megatons. As the Plasma torpedoes ripped open the "second hold", 30 fighters plus 4 gunboats came out of the battleship and headed toward the enemy ships, before the fighters left the battleship, Megabolt cannons and Megabolt torpedoes were fired. The Plasma charged nukes destroyed the back part of the ship, and all the Techar prisoners were killed.

The nukes headed towards the planet were targeted by frigate plasma-ray AA disks, and ground installations stood ready to pick off any survivors. 100 Contact fighters swarmed towards the fighters and gunboats. The megabolt cannons and torpedoes decimated two frigates, tearing through there shields and killing them.

The nukes headed towards the planet were targeted by frigate plasma-ray AA disks, and ground installations stood ready to pick off any survivors. 100 Contact fighters swarmed towards the fighters and gunboats. The megabolt cannons and torpedoes decimated two frigates, tearing through there shields and killing them.

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Every nuke in the ship's hold was fired at the planet, and some at the enemy's biggest ships, then the captain moved his attention to the damage on the ship, large sections of the ship was destroyed, but the shield managed to prevent any more damage for now. Now the Heavy lasers and the Heavy Ion cannons were fired, along with their bigger counterpart, the Megabolt cannon. 3 of the big gunboats were destroyed by the enemy fighters, since the gunboat was fully equipped for a battle like this. The Fighters were however ready for the battle, and despite being outnumbered, they continued to fight. the last remaining gunboat fired off some lasers at a nearby enemy ship.

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Every nuke in the ship's hold was fired at the planet, and some at the enemy's biggest ships, then the captain moved his attention to the damage on the ship, large sections of the ship was destroyed, but the shield managed to prevent any more damage for now. Now the Heavy lasers and the Heavy Ion cannons were fired, along with their bigger counterpart, the Megabolt cannon. 3 of the big gunboats were destroyed by the enemy fighters, since the gunboat was fully equipped for a battle like this. The Fighters were however ready for the battle, and despite being outnumbered, they continued to fight. the last remaining gunboat fired off some lasers at a nearby enemy ship.

The nukes did almost nothing to the large Galatic class, it brought down its shields to 90% and it held strong. The heavy lasers and Ion cannons destroyed a Nova class warship, and damaged a Scavenger. The Contact fighters swirmed left and right, firing plasma-sidewinders as they locked onto there enemys and fired there dual smaller plasma-rays. The gunboat was quickly met by Shredder frigate rays and plasma torpedoes.

The nukes did almost nothing to the large Galatic class, it brought down its shields to 90% and it held strong. The heavy lasers and Ion cannons destroyed a Nova class warship, and damaged a Scavenger. The Contact fighters swirmed left and right, firing plasma-sidewinders as they locked onto there enemys and fired there dual smaller plasma-rays. The gunboat was quickly met by Shredder frigate rays and plasma torpedoes.

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The Striker Class Battleship moved toward one of the large enemy ships, it seemed almost as if the battleship wanted a duel with another big ship. 10 fighters were destroyed by the enemy plasma sidewinders, the fighters fired back with anti-matter torpedoes. The gunboat was destroyed, and it was nothing more then a piece of floating debris. The battleship also fired off some Megabolt torpedoes and cannons at the frigates responsible for the destruction of the gunboats.

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the Galatic class took the dual with the ship, staying at eachothers side, the Galactice class fired all batterys, plasma-rays, torpedoes, and a barrage of four plasma-nukes. Six contact fighters were torn apart by there counterparts. Another frigate was "sunk" when it was impact by the incoming fire. The battle raged as the rest of the fleet continued pouring fire into the vessle, they would begin boarding soon.

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The Battleship's shield was now down to 60%, even after all the attacks, the shields held strongly, but the shields were beginning to break. Crews on board struggled to contain fires and the damage on the ship, the automatic repair system was doing all it could to "fix" the ship. Another barrage of lasers and megabolt cannons were fired at the galactic Class ship. Anti-Matter torpedoes were also fired from the missile batteries on the battleship at the other enemy ships, meanwhile, 5 more fighters went down top the fighting.

And worst for the Berraxs, a fleet was detected near the fighting, the Imperial fleets had arrived.......

the Galatic class took the dual with the ship, staying at eachothers side, the Galactice class fired all batterys, plasma-rays, torpedoes, and a barrage of four plasma-nukes. Six contact fighters were torn apart by there counterparts. Another frigate was "sunk" when it was impact by the incoming fire. The battle raged as the rest of the fleet continued pouring fire into the vessle, they would begin boarding soon.

The Alliance Collective interlect was now aware of the attack, as the massive fleets from the nearby worlds had already began by hitting hyperspace towards the homeworld to deal with the attacker. The galactic was down to 50% sheilds and the damaged scavenger was destroyed.

The fleets that were approaching the battle, were not more Berrax ships, but they came from Greal. The Greal High command had heard about the battleship being hijacked, so they sent a large fleet to deal with the battleship. A message was sent to the AIW.

This is the Greal 2nd fleet. We are here to help you wipe out this annoying Berrax rebel ship.

The battleship was aware of the fleets converging on the battleship. The battleship moved away from the planet, but ti still fired every weapon it had at the enemy fleet. The fighters returned to the battleship, one by one, they had lost half their number.

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The Battleship's shield was now down to 60%, even after all the attacks, the shields held strongly, but the shields were beginning to break. Crews on board struggled to contain fires and the damage on the ship, the automatic repair system was doing all it could to "fix" the ship. Another barrage of lasers and megabolt cannons were fired at the galactic Class ship. Anti-Matter torpedoes were also fired from the missile batteries on the battleship at the other enemy ships, meanwhile, 5 more fighters went down top the fighting.

And worst for the Berraxs, a fleet was detected near the fighting, the Imperial fleets had arrived.......

The Alliance Collective interlect was now aware of the attack, as the massive fleets from the nearby worlds had already began by hitting hyperspace towards the homeworld to deal with the attacker. The galactic was down to 50% sheilds and the damaged scavenger was destroyed.

The fleets that were approaching the battle, were not more Berrax ships, but they came from Greal. The Greal High command had heard about the battleship being hijacked, so they sent a large fleet to deal with the battleship. A message was sent to the AIW.



The battleship was aware of the fleets converging on the battleship. The battleship moved away from the planet, but ti still fired every weapon it had at the enemy fleet. The fighters returned to the battleship, one by one, they had lost half their number.

The homefleet retreated back to Cryoartica, and the reinforcements were sent back to there various worlds. Already there was revenge being planed for this kind of attack on the Alliance, and the enemy would be brought into unity....one way or another.

" Are you resposible for this attack?"

The homefleet retreated back to Cryoartica, and the reinforcements were sent back to there various worlds. Already there was revenge being planed for this kind of attack on the Alliance, and the enemy would be brought into unity....one way or another.

" Are you resposible for this attack?"

The battleship jumped out of battle, and disappeared, the Greal fleet halted. Some of the ships began to leave the area.

Another message was sent back.

"We are not responsible for this attack. The Berraxs are, we have long fought a civil war with them, though we suppose it may a little be our fault for letting them hijack a battleship that size. We will soon strike back at the berraxs, do you wish to join us?"

The battleship jumped out of battle, and disappeared, the Greal fleet halted. Some of the ships began to leave the area.

Another message was sent back.

"We are not responsible for this attack. The Berraxs are, we have long fought a civil war with them, though we suppose it may a little be our fault for letting them hijack a battleship that size. We will soon strike back at the berraxs, do you wish to join us?"

" We are the Alliance they will be assimilated, your assistance will result in temporary immunity from unity, we agree to this."

" We are the Alliance they will be assimilated, your assistance will result in temporary immunity from unity, we agree to this."

And so it began, plans were drawn up to destroy every living Berrax. Most of the Berraxs lived on the planet called Nova Max. Nova Max was a planet that had poisonous gases, and volcanoes everywhere on the planet. Nova Max however, was heavily guarded by defensive systems, and for years the techars tried to attack Nova Max, but it never did succeed. Now, with the AIW helping them, they might be able to destroy the planet for good.

"The planet that most Berraxs live on, Nova Max, will be invaded by our forces soon. Please get a fleet ready for the invasion. Good Luck to you."

Then the fleet left back for Hurtrix , where they would mass a gigantic fleet. Plus thousands of fighters and maybe a million troops.

And so it began, plans were drawn up to destroy every living Berrax. Most of the Berraxs lived on the planet called Nova Max. Nova Max was a planet that had poisonous gases, and volcanoes everywhere on the planet. Nova Max however, was heavily guarded by defensive systems, and for years the techars tried to attack Nova Max, but it never did succeed. Now, with the AIW helping them, they might be able to destroy the planet for good.



Then the fleet left back for Hurtrix , where they would mass a gigantic fleet. Plus thousands of fighters and maybe a million troops.

OCC: gtg

OCC: gtg

OOC: Ok, when you come back, remember to put up a list of ships, I will soon.

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5 galactic class: 18:Scavenger class: 23 Nova class: 10 Shredder class: 970 Contact Class fighters: 300 Solar class bombers.

HOMEFLEET this was attacked though so this is the number left

Techar-Human fleet sent.

3 Striker Class battleships
2 Niller Class carriers
5 Frimtrix Class Cruisers
5 Thunder Class Cruisers
15 Lasom Class Frigates
200 Transports carrying 40,000 troops plus 20,000 Battle robots
2 Proformer Class Hospital Ship
767 fighters
300 Drone fighters
126 bombers
100 Automated Suicide Fighters

they have been sent to Nova Max, we will join up with the Imitators soon to wipe out the Berraxs once and for all.

The homefleet was now the attack fleet, as re-enforcements were called back to the home planet for defence while they went out. They had recieve coordinates from the Techar-Humans, and was already enroute to meet with there ally. The ships opend up hyperspace windows as they woudl join there comrades to bring this enemy into unity.

The homefleet was now the attack fleet, as re-enforcements were called back to the home planet for defence while they went out. They had recieve coordinates from the Techar-Humans, and was already enroute to meet with there ally. The ships opend up hyperspace windows as they woudl join there comrades to bring this enemy into unity.

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The Techar-Human fleet finally met up with the Imitator fleet not very far away from the Berrax home planet. Together, the force would certainly wipe out the enemy.

Meanwhile, the Berraxs massed up a fleet also

1 Striker Class battleship (The same one that fought the imitators)
30 Berrax Cruisers
1 Frimtrix class cruiser (Captured by the Berraxs)
50 Berrax frigates
800 Fighters
100 Drone fighters

Ground force: 600,000

OCC: im assuming its heavily damaged still.

The collective Armada hailed its ally's " We are ready to begin this assault, we await your position at this point." The fleet hung it orbit all ships on blue alert, shields and weapons raised.

OCC: im assuming its heavily damaged still.

The collective Armada hailed its ally's " We are ready to begin this assault, we await your position at this point." The fleet hung it orbit all ships on blue alert, shields and weapons raised.

On board the flagship, Bootis

"Sir, the Imitators are ready."said one of the radio operators.

"Turn on all shields, reduce engine power. Are the lasers charged?"asked the admiral. He was looking at the radar screen along with other junior officers.

"Lasers are charged sir. Other ships report that their ships are ready for battle."

The Berrax fleet was miles away, but closing in fast.The Admiral watched the red “dots” on the radar screen head toward their ships.

"Fire all batteries." said the Admiral.

On board the flagship, Bootis

"Sir, the Imitators are ready."said one of the radio operators.

"Turn on all shields, reduce engine power. Are the lasers charged?"asked the admiral. He was looking at the radar screen along with other junior officers.

"Lasers are charged sir. Other ships report that their ships are ready for battle."

The Berrax fleet was miles away, but closing in fast.The Admiral watched the red “dots” on the radar screen head toward their ships.

"Fire all batteries." said the Admiral.

As all captains on the Alliance ships said in unison " fire..." Plasma-rays, torpedoes and plasma nukes flew out to meet the incoming bogeys. The battle had begun and would end in blood. But to the imitators there was no concern for life, as there was no real concern for death, not because they were evil, but because there it was not possible for them to think of such things. Captain Shazak, a Swarmite captian of a Insurgent happily moved his mandibles as he ship opend fire into the Berrax's. Space was once dark, but now light...

As all captains on the Alliance ships said in unison " fire..." Plasma-rays, torpedoes and plasma nukes flew out to meet the incoming bogeys. The battle had begun and would end in blood. But to the imitators there was no concern for life, as there was no real concern for death, not because they were evil, but because there it was not possible for them to think of such things. Captain Shazak, a Swarmite captian of a Insurgent happily moved his mandibles as he ship opend fire into the Berrax's. Space was once dark, but now light...

The battle of Nova Max

There was debris everywhere from the plasma torpedoes. Lasers were fired from the Techar ships, 2 Berrax frigates were reduced to pieces of debris. 500 Berrax fighters poured out of the Berrax ships and headed toward the Imitator ships, they were firing every Anti-Matter torpedo they had. At the same time, lasers from the Berrax ships were fired at the Techar and Imitator ships. The damaged Striker battleship which destroyed a couple of Imitator ships before fired Megabolt cannon blasts at the Imitator ships.

A single scout ship (http://premium1.uploadit.org/MaxOutrider/ShipImages/Marauder-Corvette.jpg) hovered in space, passively waiting for it's contact. It was manned by a single pilot, by the name of Unit 323956 (http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/6/6e/Negima_Chachamaru_Karakuri.gif), a Mk.XVII model three android. It's primary functions were that of initiating First Contact, as well as diplomacy when the distant Empire was short on kitsune to send itself. The android took on the apperance of a Xiscapian: Rust red fox ears on the top of the head, disproportionatly large fox tail of the same color and white tipped, yellow eyes and sharp teeth. Unit 323956 had green hair, synthesized, and had a large variety of tools and weapons hidden amongst it's mainframe. The only visible weapon was a pure white sheathed katana sword. The droid waited with the infinite patience of a automation for the proper people to arrive in it's lonely, desolate section of space.

The battle of Nova Max

There was debris everywhere from the plasma torpedoes. Lasers were fired from the Techar ships, 2 Berrax frigates were reduced to pieces of debris. 500 Berrax fighters poured out of the Berrax ships and headed toward the Imitator ships, they were firing every Anti-Matter torpedo they had. At the same time, lasers from the Berrax ships were fired at the Techar and Imitator ships. The damaged Striker battleship which destroyed a couple of Imitator ships before fired Megabolt cannon blasts at the Imitator ships.

The fighters were met head on by Contact fighters, firing plasma-sidewinders. The Anti-matter torpedoes did heavy damage as they took apart 200 Contact fighters and 50 Bombers. The frigates concentrated there AA fire upon the fighters, while there heaver weapons took on the Berrax frigates. The striker battleship was met by the five Galatic class's firepower of plasma-rays and nukes, while the scavengers focused there damage on the cruisers. If there was sound in space, it would be to much for mortal ears, as weapons impacted shields and metal, people flew from the saftey of there ship and into the Abyss.

A single scout ship (http://premium1.uploadit.org/MaxOutrider/ShipImages/Marauder-Corvette.jpg) hovered in space, passively waiting for it's contact. It was manned by a single pilot, by the name of Unit 323956 (http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/6/6e/Negima_Chachamaru_Karakuri.gif), a Mk.XVII model three android. It's primary functions were that of initiating First Contact, as well as diplomacy when the distant Empire was short on kitsune to send itself. The android took on the apperance of a Xiscapian: Rust red fox ears on the top of the head, disproportionatly large fox tail of the same color and white tipped, yellow eyes and sharp teeth. Unit 323956 had green hair, synthesized, and had a large variety of tools and weapons hidden amongst it's mainframe. The only visible weapon was a pure white sheathed katana sword. The droid waited with the infinite patience of a automation for the proper people to arrive in it's lonely, desolate section of space.

A Terrassiimliator on its way from the homeworld to the conflict picked up the probe and investigated it " We are the Alliance, what is your purpose?"

The fighters were met head on by Contact fighters, firing plasma-sidewinders. The Anti-matter torpedoes did heavy damage as they took apart 200 Contact fighters and 50 Bombers. The frigates concentrated there AA fire upon the fighters, while there heaver weapons took on the Berrax frigates. The striker battleship was met by the five Galatic class's firepower of plasma-rays and nukes, while the scavengers focused there damage on the cruisers. If there was sound in space, it would be to much for mortal ears, as weapons impacted shields and metal, people flew from the saftey of there ship and into the Abyss.

Techar fighters poured out, there were nearly a thousand of them, they suffered 50 fighters destroyed and 2 dozen damaged. The Berraxs lost half their fighters to AA fire from the Imitator ships, and And the Techar ships. The Striker Battleship shields were down to 30% after being attacked by not only 5 imitator ships, but 2 Techar Striker Battleships. Berrax cruisers grouped together and attacked one of the Galactic ships. Another Berrax cruiser was destroyed and its debris crashed unto Nova Max, a Lasom Class frigate was destroyed in the fighting. The battleship left off volley after volley of megabolt blasts at the Imitators biggest ships.

The weakend Galatic ship from earlear, had its sheilds dropped from incoming fire from the cruisers, dealing heavy hull damage. A scavenger split in two from laser and megabolt impacts. Some ships were damaged as they ran into debry.

The weakend Galatic ship from earlear, had its sheilds dropped from incoming fire from the cruisers, dealing heavy hull damage. A scavenger split in two from laser and megabolt impacts. Some ships were damaged as they ran into debry.

The battleship finally after Automated Suicide Fighters crashed into the ship with explosives, and the battleship exploded and damaged a Techar Frigate nearby. The cruisers kept going, the Berrax cruisers and frigates group together to attack the weakened galatic ship, and other ships. The Last 200 Berrax fighters that were in reserve attacked also

OOC: Gotta go, I’ll be back later.

OOC: Bump

The galactic ships mass buckled as it died, peices flew off as it was hit after being de-sheilded. The remaining mass of contact fighters flew in to finish off the enemy fighters, as they outnumberd them almost 3 to one, Plasma-sidewinders and rays sliced into there formations. The entirey of the fleet was now able to concentrate on them, as they spit fire into the crusiers and frigates.

The galactic ships mass buckled as it died, peices flew off as it was hit after being de-sheilded. The remaining mass of contact fighters flew in to finish off the enemy fighters, as they outnumberd them almost 3 to one, Plasma-sidewinders and rays sliced into there formations. The entirey of the fleet was now able to concentrate on them, as they spit fire into the crusiers and frigates.

The battle of Nova Max

2 Berrax Cruisers and 3 Berrax Frigates were destroyed. 1 Frimtrix Cruiser and 1 Thunder Cruiser were also destroyed, the Berrax ships moved closer to the planet, and Torpedoes of all types came from the Berrax bases on the planet toward the Imitator ships. Techar battleships began "bombarding" the planet. Pieces of the Berrax battleship floated around hitting a Techar frigate.

The battle of Nova Max

2 Berrax Cruisers and 3 Berrax Frigates were destroyed. 1 Frimtrix Cruiser and 1 Thunder Cruiser were also destroyed, the Berrax ships moved closer to the planet, and Torpedoes of all types came from the Berrax bases on the planet toward the Imitator ships. Techar battleships began "bombarding" the planet. Pieces of the Berrax battleship floated around hitting a Techar frigate.

As the enemy fleet backed down and they were free to target all there AA rays at the incoming torpedoes, the fleet had now collective dedicated itself to taking them out. They hailed the Techans " Suspend planitary bombardment immediatly, preparing invasion".

As the enemy fleet backed down and they were free to target all there AA rays at the incoming torpedoes, the fleet had now collective dedicated itself to taking them out. They hailed the Techars " Suspend planitary bombardment immediatly, preparing invasion".

They sent a message back.

"Imitators, did you bring any ground forces? We are outnumbered by 30."

The Techar army began dropping off men onto the volcano planet, the Greal troops were armed to the teeth and had suits on to protect them from the poisonous gases on the planet. Berrax ships suddenly halted and turned around and fired a volley of Ion batteries and lasers. There were flashes in the sky that could be seen from the ground. Berrax ground fighters began attacking the Greal transports and troops, Techar patrol ships fought back hard since they were more heavily armed.

On board the flagship, Bootis

"Sir, ground forces are beginning to land, I also sent the message back to Meklon asking for more reinforcements. They will send 40,000 more troops plus 20 Frimtrix class cruisers and 10 Lasom Class frigates to escort them here."said a aide talking with the admiral.

"Thank you for the information, whats the damage report?"asked the Admiral, he was siting at his desk in his room on board the battleship. He had 4 marines outside guarding the room.

"4 frigates and 2 cruisers destroyed. This ship is slightly damaged, but the damage is already fixed. Our fleet did well today.....so did the Imitators."said the aide with a little loathing in his voice.

"The Imitators will be taken care of. Dismissed."

A Terrassiimliator on its way from the homeworld to the conflict picked up the probe and investigated it " We are the Alliance, what is your purpose?"
The scout did not move, mantaining it's position even as the ship messaged it.
I am Scout 13324 from Cyber Matrix Corperations, seeking raw materials to suppliment the company. I am unarmed and I am not hostile. Please be on your way.
OOC: Your cue to be here, Greal.

They sent a message back.

"Imitators, did you bring any ground forces? We are outnumbered by 30."

The Techar army began dropping off men onto the volcano planet, the Greal troops were armed to the teeth and had suits on to protect them from the poisonous gases on the planet. Berrax ships suddenly halted and turned around and fired a volley of Ion batteries and lasers. There were flashes in the sky that could be seen from the ground. Berrax ground fighters began attacking the Greal transports and troops, Techar patrol ships fought back hard since they were more heavily armed.

On board the flagship, Bootis

"Sir, ground forces are beginning to land, I also sent the message back to Meklon asking for more reinforcements. They will send 40,000 more troops plus 20 Frimtrix class cruisers and 10 Lasom Class frigates to escort them here."said a aide talking with the admiral.

"Thank you for the information, whats the damage report?"asked the Admiral, he was siting at his desk in his room on board the battleship. He had 4 marines outside guarding the room.

"4 frigates and 2 cruisers destroyed. This ship is slightly damaged, but the damage is already fixed. Our fleet did well today.....so did the Imitators."said the aide with a little loathing in his voice.

"The Imitators will be taken care of. Dismissed."

The fleet in had a total of 100,000 Alliance Marines that were going to be used for the invasion, as they being beamed down, the ships that held the most troops were the Galactic Class. The scene was set as a Calaverian imitator boot hit the ground his blue glowing goggled scanned the area, his plasma-ray rifle hoisted up. Unlike normal tactic, this invasion was planned as the armey was pepperd over the homeworlds important bases, the enemy would be hit from attacks from all sides at once.

A Terrassiimliator on its way from the homeworld to the conflict picked up the probe and investigated it " We are the Alliance, what is your purpose?"
The scout did not move, mantaining it's position even as the ship messaged it.

OOC: Your cue to be here, Greal.

OCC: I like the company name "wink wink"

The Assimilator scanned it " No bio signature detected, moving on." the ship flew past it...

OOC: Xiscapia, you have a TG

IC:

Greal troops, armed with Ion rifles and Hand Lasers advanced through the land. Greal ships were flying over, bombard bases and killing thousands of Berraxs. 20,000 Battle robots marched through the volcano land, firing at any Berrax targets. Greal "tank robots" (http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff41/838millionman/GrealTankman.jpg?t=1204016855) blasted everything in their path. Though the Berrax troops heavily outnumbered the Imitators and the Techars, the Berraxs had bad armour, and their weapons were only average. Ion Rifles were deadly on thei planet war.

Physco Battle tanks and Battle cars were being beamed down as the soldiers dug in, and held there positions, Contact fighters and Solar bombers straffed targets, the Allianec marines set there rifles to stun. The volcanic planet wouldnt need war to make it look desolate.

The Berraxs however, would fight to the last man, and leave no one alive, even if one of their troops got stunned, they were afraid of what the Imitators would do to the poor stunned Berrax, so they usually shoot the stunned Berraxs. Techars, ho had enough problems already carrying a heavy suit, and a heavy weapon just shot the Berraxs anyway, no prisoners were taken during the battle of the volcanoes.

100,000 Berraxs stood in the way of the Imitators, the Berraxs had Battle robots also, and some of the newest Battle droids. Meanwhile, Berrax cruisers regrouped and struck hard at the Imitator ships.

The Berraxs however, would fight to the last man, and leave no one alive, even if one of their troops got stunned, they were afraid of what the Imitators would do to the poor stunned Berrax, so they usually shoot the stunned Berraxs. Techars, ho had enough problems already carrying a heavy suit, and a heavy weapon just shot the Berraxs anyway, no prisoners were taken during the battle of the volcanoes.

100,000 Berraxs stood in the way of the Imitators, the Berraxs had Battle robots also, and some of the newest Battle droids. Meanwhile, Berrax cruisers regrouped and struck hard at the Imitator ships.

ORBIT

The reamaining Berrax fleet that had regrouped was just a remanent of what it had been earlier, it was quickly met by Scavenger battleship Torpedoes and rays, the galactics fired all torpedoes and nukes. The frigates, were beaming down supplys to the marines, already noticing the change in enemy tactics, the imitators changed back to vaporzie as there preffered setting, meaning the shots would be fired semi-auto, like a rifle, but would devastate. As the Tanks were moving towards enemy lines ,they activated there atmosphere shields, creating a almost solid wall of air molecules. The Battlecars firing there plasma-rockets like Katushka artillery onto Berrax battle lines.

A Terrassiimliator on its way from the homeworld to the conflict picked up the probe and investigated it " We are the Alliance, what is your purpose?"
The scout did not move, mantaining it's position even as the ship messaged it.

OOC: Your cue to be here, Greal.

A Greal Lasom Class Frigate, the Mandella, moved toward the scout ship at a fast speed. There was a diplomat on board who wished to discuss matters with the Xiscapians.

The scout spotted the frigate and messaged it:
Unknown ship, identify yourself and state your intentions in this reigon of space.
Unit 323956 waited patiently. It knew, or rather she, for the sex the android had been formed around was female, that this was probably the ship from Greal. But, as her creators had said, better safe than sorry.

ORBIT

The reamaining Berrax fleet that had regrouped was just a remanent of what it had been earlier, it was quickly met by Scavenger battleship Torpedoes and rays, the galactics fired all torpedoes and nukes. The frigates, were beaming down supplys to the marines, already noticing the change in enemy tactics, the imitators changed back to vaporzie as there preffered setting, meaning the shots would be fired semi-auto, like a rifle, but would devastate. As the Tanks were moving towards enemy lines ,they activated there atmosphere shields, creating a almost solid wall of air molecules. The Battlecars firing there plasma-rockets like Katushka artillery onto Berrax battle lines.

2 more Berrax Cruisers were destroyed, but not before they let off a volley of nukes and Ion cannons and lasers at the smallest and biggest ships. The Cruisers suffered heavy damage, but they continued to fire more and more torpedoes at the enemy fleet. Meanwhile, on Nova Max, Berrax troops were being slaughtered in groups, but Berrax fighters above came to their aid by firing torpedoes at the tanks and Battle cars.

The scout spotted the frigate and messaged it:
Unknown ship, identify yourself and state your intentions in this reigon of space.
Unit 323956 waited patiently. It knew, or rather she, for the sex the android had been formed around was female, that this was probably the ship from Greal. But, as her creators had said, better safe than sorry.

A message was sent back from the frigate, apparently the diplomat forgot to sent a message in advance, now that was a dumb thing

This is the Greal frigate, the Mandella. We wish to speak with your leader or a diplomat. This is urgent.

Next time, he should send a message in advance.

Very well. I will connect my ship to yours via a docking tube to connected our airlocks.
Unit 323956 manuvered the scout closer to the frigate. Interfacing with the controls, a snaking metal tube latching onto the side of the Greal frigate. The female android unstrapped itself from it's seat in the scout and walked down the tube to wait patiently at the airlock door of the frigate. As before said, the apperance of an Xiscapian, and the android in particular, can frighten one who is not prepared. For those who are unfamiliar with humanoid non-humans the Xiscapians are strange, human-like but yet not human. The cold A.I. intelligence only made the combined effect rather creepy.

Two frigates burst from the remanent fleets firepower, the rest of the fleet focused there fire upon the limping cruisers, overwhelming firepower was the key at this point. The Berrax airstrike was decent, althouh there forces were depleted, they seemed to be experiecned, as they knocked out ten tanks and killed 70 marines in the attack. They were responded by Contact fighter support, and Battle car AA fire.

Unit 323956 manuvered the scout closer to the frigate. Interfacing with the controls, a snaking metal tube latching onto the side of the Greal frigate. The female android unstrapped itself from it's seat in the scout and walked down the tube to wait patiently at the airlock door of the frigate. As before said, the apperance of an Xiscapian, and the android in particular, can frighten one who is not prepared. For those who are unfamiliar with humanoid non-humans the Xiscapians are strange, human-like but yet not human. The cold A.I. intelligence only made the combined effect rather creepy.

On board the Frigate, Mandella

The airlock opened after a few seconds, There were 2 Techar marines in front of the android, both of them showed no sign of surprise. Though human marines walking by showed a little surprise.
“Follow me.”said one of the Techar marines. The Marine had a translator machine on him, and when he spoke Techar, he spoke in a language that the android could understand.

Two frigates burst from the remanent fleets firepower, the rest of the fleet focused there fire upon the limping cruisers, overwhelming firepower was the key at this point. The Berrax airstrike was decent, althouh there forces were depleted, they seemed to be experiecned, as they knocked out ten tanks and killed 70 marines in the attack. They were responded by Contact fighter support, and Battle car AA fire.

Missiles coming from Berrax bases were fired at the enemy fighters. More Berrax fighters, the last of then reserves, were sent up to fight. 2 more cruisers were destroyed. 2 Cruisers jumped out of the battle before they could be destroyed. The Techar fleet ignored the fighting between Imitator fleet and the Berrax Fleet because the Techars were focusing on the ground and they knew that the Berraxs would be wiped out anyway. Techar ground forces continued advancing toward the Berrax bases.

“Follow me.”
Unit 323956 inclined her head and fell into step behind the Marines. They were clearly not the ones she had been waiting for, the diplomat must be inside. The language the translator spoke in was Common, a trade language of human origins shared by all races as a way to communicate. The android wore a sky blue jumpsuit with no visible weapons aside from the pure white katana sword customary of Xiscapians. Concealed inside the mainframe of the machine was enough firepower to destroy a small building, if the A.I. so wished it. Also inside was mantinence tools, the android equvilent of a first-aid kit, a coummunicator and translator, and the A.I. computer core, protected by a sheath of cortosis. The android was silent, and it moved smoothly as any biological, with none of the jerky motion often associated with droids.

“Follow me.”
Unit 323956 inclined her head and fell into step behind the Marines. They were clearly not the ones she had been waiting for, the diplomat must be inside. The language the translator spoke in was Common, a trade language of human origins shared by all races as a way to communicate. The android wore a sky blue jumpsuit with no visible weapons aside from the pure white katana sword customary of Xiscapians. Concealed inside the mainframe of the machine was enough firepower to destroy a small building, if the A.I. so wished it. Also inside was mantinence tools, the android equvilent of a first-aid kit, a coummunicator and translator, and the A.I. computer core, protected by a sheath of cortosis. The android was silent, and it moved smoothly as any biological, with none of the jerky motion often associated with droids.

As the android and the marines walked toward "somewhere", other people walked past, most of them were Techars, some were Humans. The marines lead the android to a door, the door opened, and inside was a table and chairs, the chairs two Techars inside along with a human, there was a video screen at the other end of the table.
"Hello, I'm Sider Remetrix."said one of the Techars," You are probably wondering why you are here."

"You are probably wondering why you are here."
"I know why I am here," said the android. Not coldly, cold would have implied some emotion. The voice was dead, the kind of voice you might hear in a starbase along with the scream of alarms warning of a Red Alert. "My primary function is that of diplomacy when the Empire is short handed with biological operatives. My assumption based on my programming indicates that I am here on a diplomatic mission concearning my creators, your nations', and the warring entitys known as the Imitators. I am Unit 323956 from the Empire of Xiscapia," she bowed, "and I am at your service, Mister Remetrix."

"And when is the war likely to reach it's conclusion? My creators are involved in a conflict of their own currently, but will likely be able to send a small fleet. These Imitators will pose no obstruction to them. The Empire is no friends of the Imitators." The android remained standing, looking down at Sider Remetrix.

"You are probably wondering why you are here."
"I know why I am here," said the android. Not coldly, cold would have implied some emotion. The voice was dead, the kind of voice you might hear in a starbase along with the scream of alarms warning of a Red Alert. "My primary function is that of diplomacy when the Empire is short handed with biological operatives. My assumption based on my programming indicates that I am here on a diplomatic mission concearning my creators, your nations', and the warring entitys known as the Imitators. I am Unit 323956 from the Empire of Xiscapia," she bowed, "and I am at your service, Mister Remetrix."

“As you probably know, we are currently in a temporary alliance with the Alliance of the Imitator Worlds, to wipe out the Berraxs, when the Berraxs are finished, certain…uh…measures will have to be done to the Imitator fleet here. We will need, a fleet to help us.” Said Sider Remetrix, who did not seemed disturbed by the robotic voice. But the human in the room looked a little uneasily.

"And when is the war likely to reach it's conclusion? My creators are involved in a conflict of their own currently, but will likely be able to send a small fleet. These Imitators will pose no obstruction to them. The Empire is no friends of the Imitators." The android remained standing, looking down at Sider Remetrix.

"The war with the Berraxs will end soon. They are collapsing faster then we thought. We have requested a fleet from Greal. If your creators sent a fleet right now, how long will it take to get here?" asked Sider Remetrix. He was not the only one that hated the Imitators.

"I estimate the fleet would take some five days to reach this position. We have amassed a large amount of data on the Imitators, if you are interested. Fleet ORBAT, infection techniques, how to manufacture a poision to use against them, intelligence. All will be helpful in defeating them."

"I estimate the fleet would take some five days to reach this position. We have amassed a large amount of data on the Imitators, if you are interested. Fleet ORBAT, infection techniques, how to manufacture a poision to use against them, intelligence. All will be helpful in defeating them."

“If it takes your fleet 5 days to get here, I suggest you send your fleet now, is there any way to contact them from here?” asked Sider Remetrix,”And please send what data you have on the Imitators, our estimates are they have lost 10 ships during this battle. Most of the destroyed ships are small, unfortunately."

"I can contact my commanders from here, yes. Would you like me to call the fleet now?"
She inquired. A disk unexpectedly popped out of her chin and she extracted it and placed it into a holo recorder, where it began speaking in her voice:
"The Empire estimates AIW forces at a total of some three hundred capital ships and thirty thousand small craft, with a margin of error of about fifty capital ships and a thousand small craft. Most of the capitals are Scavenger class, Battleships. The other most encountered ship is the Nova class, cruisers. Also among them are the Shredder class frigates, Galactic class Supercapitals, Solar bombers and Contact fighters. The ships are not of terribly high quality, and only the Shredder and Nova classes possess cloaking devices and stealth technology. My creators have watched the Imitators, but much of the Empire's data comes from observations they took when the Imitators made a foray into Imperial space. They were destroyed to a ship, of course, but we were able to scavange much data from the wreckage. The inside of all Imitator ships are kept a negative two degrees temperatures to discourage boarding parties and keep the Imitators aboard active." Unit 323956 paused the recorder. "Do you have all of this?"

"The Empire estimates NC forces at a total of some three hundred capital ships and thirty thousand small craft, with a margin of error of about fifty capital ships and a thousand small craft. Most of the capitals are Scavenger class, Battleships. The other most encountered ship is the Nova class, cruisers. Also among them are the Shredder class frigates, Galactic class Supercapitals, Solar bombers and Contact fighters. The ships are not of terribly high quality, and only the Shredder and Nova classes possess cloaking devices and stealth technology. My creators have watched the imitators, but much of the Empire's data comes from observations they took when the Imitators made a foray into Imperial space. They were destroyed to a ship, of course, but we were able to scavange much data from the attacking ships. The inside of all Imitator ships are kept a negative two degrees temperatures to discourage boarding parties and keep the Imitators aboard active." Unit 323956 paused. "Do you have all of this?"

"Yes. Anything else you want to add? ground forces?"said Sider Remetrix, nodding toward a "tape recorder". The video screen in the room was on, and there was a human on the video screen.
"Hello, I'm Rollins Dallix, President of the Greal Empire."said the human slowly. The human looked pretty young for a president, and the president was dressed up in a military suit.

Missiles coming from Berrax bases were fired at the enemy fighters. More Berrax fighters, the last of then reserves, were sent up to fight. 2 more cruisers were destroyed. 2 Cruisers jumped out of the battle before they could be destroyed. The Techar fleet ignored the fighting between Imitator fleet and the Berrax Fleet because the Techars were focusing on the ground and they knew that the Berraxs would be wiped out anyway. Techar ground forces continued advancing toward the Berrax bases.

OOC: NC, sorry if you did not notice this post....

"Yes. Anything else you want to add? ground forces?"said Sider Remetrix, nodding toward a "tape recorder". The video screen in the room was on, and there was a human on the video screen.
"Hello, I'm Rollins Dallix, President of the Greal Empire."said the human slowly. The human looked pretty young for a president, and the president was dressed up in a military suit.
"Mr. President," the android bowed. "I am Unit 323956, android diplomat for the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia. I will summon the fleet now, if that is what you wish." The android turned the holo recorder back on.
"The Imitators are a parisitic virus-like cell that take over the body of almost any biological entity it encounters. It imitates the cells its surrounded with, then it assimilates the others, because the the other cells cant tell which is friendly and which is hostile, the body is helpless. The symbiote calls itself the Imitators. What is does is it directly infects the bloodstream with the bacteria, usually by forceable incertion, aka attacking it's victim to mix its blood with theirs. The process is short, mere minutes, before the symbiote takes total control. The host is not a host except in the loosest sense of the word, as the mind dies once the Imitator takes control. From that point the Imitator looks entirely normal. Blood tests in lab animals show no difference before or after. We've determined that the Imitators have the same intelligence as whatever they infect, making them very dangerious if they infect a human or kitsune. However, they will not be able to call upon the host's memories to supply them with answers to questions, so to an outside observer is appears that the host is suffering amnesia or forgetfullness. Becuase the Imitator is as intelligent as whatever it controls, a physically impressive being, such as a soldier would be a great asset to them. An intellectual, such as a scientist or teacher would have comparitively little use, as they cannot absorb host memories and thus cannot absorb skills. It can learn, and respond to situations, but each Imitator starts from scratch."

"Mr. President," the android bowed. "I am Unit 323956, android diplomat for the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia. I will summon the fleet now, if that is what you wish." The android turned the holo recorder back on.
"The Imitators are a parisitic virus-like cell that take over the body of almost any biological entity it encounters. It imitates the cells its surrounded with, then it assimilates the others, because the the other cells cant tell which is friendly and which is hostile, the body is helpless. The symbiote calls itself the Imitators. What is does is it directly infects the bloodstream with the bacteria, usually by forceable incertion, aka attacking it's victim to mix its blood with theirs. The process is short, mere minutes, before the symbiote takes total control. The host is not a host except in the loosest sense of the word, as the mind dies once the Imitator takes control. From that point the Imitator looks entirely normal. Blood tests in lab animals show no difference before or after. We've determined that the Imitators have the same intelligence as whatever they infect, making them very dangerious if they infect a human or kitsune. However, they will not be able to call upon the host's memories to supply them with answers to questions, so to an outside observer is appears that the host is suffering amnesia or forgetfullness. Becuase the Imitator is as intelligent as whatever it controls, a soldier would be a great asset to them. An intellectual, such as a scientist or teacher would have no use to them, as they cannot absorb host memories and thus cannot absorb skills. It can learn, and respond to situations, but each Imitator starts from scratch."

"Thank you for the Information,"said the President, Rollins was very worried about the outcome of a war with the imitators, his country was on war footing. The a thousand ship navy of Greal was on full alert, and ready for battle."You better send that fleet of yours, because the Berraxs will collapse soon, and we need them to hold out as long as possible."
Sider Remetrix did not say a word as the president spoke, interrupting the president during his "speech' was not a good idea.

Unit 323956 nodded. "I have already sent the message. The fleet will be here in four to seven days, depending on how quickly they can prepare and get underway. It will not be large, not over a dozen ships. Now that you have the information I just gave you, I must warn you of this: Whatever you do, do not let a single Imitator onto your planet. All it takes is one to infect the entire planet. It has happened before. For the time in between now and the fleets' arrival I am to record as much data as possible on the war in general. I would now like to request permission to use my scout ship to view the battles cloaked."

The Berrax fighters were met by Shredder frigate AA and 5 squandrons of Contact fighters, Space was basically in control of the Alliance and Techars as there ally was almost free to attack the Berrax's, it would seem the Berrax's were much more concerd with the imitators.

Ground

Alliance marines marched towards the pounded enemy lines, the planet would fall shortly, and all life assimilated or killed. Seeing as the plant was volcanic, the terrassimilator that showed up just stayed neutral in the conflict, as it needed a planet of some water bases to infect the world, the perfect way of infection. Plasma rays flew out into the smoke, as Berraxs were vaporized, or blown apart from other weapons, the dead imitators sat still and silent, there only hope now, was if a helpless creature were to stumble up it and infect itself on accident.

The Berrax fighters were met by Shredder frigate AA and 5 squandrons of Contact fighters, Space was basically in control of the Alliance and Techars as there ally was almost free to attack the Berrax's, it would seem the Berrax's were much more concerd with the imitators.

Ground

Alliance marines marched towards the pounded enemy lines, the planet would fall shortly, and all life assimilated or killed. Seeing as the plant was volcanic, the terrassimilator that showed up just stayed neutral in the conflict, as it needed a planet of some water bases to infect the world, the perfect way of infection. Plasma rays flew out into the smoke, as Berraxs were vaporized, or blown apart from other weapons, the dead imitators sat still and silent, there only hope now, was if a helpless creature were to stumble up it and infect itself on accident.

Berrax fighters began flying back to some Berrax cruisers, and the Beerax cruisers disappeared from the battle, the rest of the berrax fleet retreated away from the battle while firing. The control of the space was in the Techar-Imitator coalition.

The Berraxs fought hard on the ground 500 Techars were dead from fighting, but in the process, 10,000 Berraxs were killed. 40,000 Techars plus 10,000 battle robots landed away from the battles between the Imitators and the Berraxs and the Techar force advanced at a quick speed.

Unit 323956 nodded. "I have already sent the message. The fleet will be here in four to seven days, depending on how quickly they can prepare and get underway. It will not be large, not over a dozen ships. Now that you have the information I just gave you, I must warn you of this: Whatever you do, do not let a single Imitator onto your planet. All it takes is one to infect the entire planet. It has happened before. For the time in between now and the fleets' arrival I am to record as much data as possible on the war in general. I would now like to request permission to use my scout ship to view the battles cloaked."

"You have our permission, you may want to stay away from the Imitator fleet and be closer to our fleet. Good luck to your creator's fleet, we all need it."said Sider Remetrix. The video screen was turned off, and marines escorted the android back to the scout ship that was still connected to the frigate by a "tube".

Berrax fighters began flying back to some Berrax cruisers, and the Beerax cruisers disappeared from the battle, the rest of the berrax fleet retreated away from the battle while firing. The control of the space was in the Techar-Imitator coalition.

The Berraxs fought hard on the ground 500 Techars were dead from fighting, but in the process, 10,000 Berraxs were killed. 40,000 Techars plus 10,000 battle robots landed away from the battles between the Imitators and the Berraxs and the Techar force advanced at a quick speed.

465 Alliance marines payed there toll of life, there bodys were not seen in groups but scattered all over, as the imitators wanted the enemy to concentrate on firing instead of killing groups easily. Phsyco battle tanks shelled enemy positions and troops, the Battlecars now moving up there light-artillery fire.

465 Alliance marines payed there toll of life, there bodys were not seen in groups but scattered all over, as the imitators wanted the enemy to concentrate on firing instead of killing groups easily. Phsyco battle tanks shelled enemy positions and troops, the Battlecars now moving up there light-artillery fire.


Berrax battle robots somethings wandered onto the bodies of the Imitators and grabbed their weapons. Then left. The shelling killed a thousand Berraxs, but still, a hundred thousand Berraxs waited for an assault on their defenses. Their defenses were blocking the Imitators from getting into one of the Berrax cities. "Robot tanks" were moved up to combat the Imitators.

Meanwhile, the battle in the sky continued between Berrax fighters+Berrax missile launchers and the Techars, who now had control of the space, Techars nuked several Berrax cities killing 10 million Berrax civilians.

Unit 323956 entered the scout and unattatched from the frigate, banking away from the Greal Republic ship. The android cloaked the ship, then hyperspace jumped the short distance to the battle. The Imitator/Techar fleet seemed to have won the battle for orbit, and now the last of the Berrax on the ground were being wiped out. However, they still had a huge stronghold left. Unit 323956 shot the scout though the atmosphere, still cloaked, passing over Imiator and Techar battalions and vehicle convoys, smoking ruins of tanks and battlecars, and thousands of dead, mostly, she noted, Berrax and robots. Slowing down she surveyed the firey battleground as the little ship glided for the fortress. Sensors and scanners registered ships, ground vehicles, troops, robots, weapons and destroyed buildings. Far off across the planet radiation levels were spiking, indicating nuclear strikes, probably on major population and industrial centers. Her creators would not be pleased when they heard about the massacure of innocent civilians...

Of course, none of the Techar troops saw a scout ship flying over them. Fighters flying nearby did not detect anything either. More military bases around the planet were nuked, saving the Techars the trouble of killing thousands by using Techars.

Meanwhile, a massive Techar fleet was coming toward the planet, the massive fleet was exactly the same size as the fleet at the Berraxs, except that the fleet had a Superbattleship.........

The scout and android inside noticed the fleet incoming, and after listing priorities to herself, Unit 323956 lauched a number of tiny probes, about the size of baseballs, to record what remained of the ground battle. The probes were so small they were hard to see, and zipped though the air using a extremely small amount of power. They were like miniture scout ships, eyes and ears of the android on the battlefield to record and compile data. Some twenty of these went out. Splitting up, some followed Imitator troops and mechanized forces, some followed Techar forces, and some followed the Berrax. A final few went with the scout into orbit to get different perspectives of the space battle, observing the ships in action. This would be important later.

The scout and android inside noticed the fleet incoming, and after listing priorities to herself, Unit 323956 lauched a number of tiny probes, about the size of baseballs, to record what remained of the ground battle. The probes were so small they were hard to see, and zipped though the air using a extremely small amount of power. They were like miniture scout ships, eyes and ears of the android on the battlefield to record and compile data. Some twenty of these went out. Splitting up, some followed Imitator troops and mechanized forces, some followed Techar forces, and some followed the Berrax. A final few went with the scout into orbit to get different perspectives of the space battle, observing the ships in action. This would be important later.

A Techar battle robot noticed something flying by. The response was to go on, ignore the flying "ball". Techar troops continued to pound the Berrax defensive position with everything, even the Striker Class Battleship bombarded the position with cannons. The Berrax fleet had long gone, they regrouped somewhere else and planned to strike back soon.

Sider Remetrix waited, he estimated it would take them 4 and a half days to get to this position, he was worried that the imitators would leave as soon as the combat was finished, he drew up plans for the battle.

The Alliance fleet messaged the Grealians " We are done with this fight, we are gaining no resources or being's, we are pulling out, thank you for the assistance." The fleet began beaming up troops and equipment. They only thing that would be left on the planet would be corpses and little scaps of rifels here and there. This assault was a just cause for the Alliance but of little gain.

The Alliance fleet messaged the Grealians " We are done with this fight, we are gaining no resources or being's, we are pulling out, thank you for the assistance." The fleet began beaming up troops and equipment. They only thing that would be left on the planet would be corpses and little scaps of rifels here and there. This assault was a just cause for the Alliance but of little gain.



On the frigate, Sider Remetrix was worried, he sent a message to the scout ship that her creator's fleet better move faster, the Imitators are already leaving. The other Techar fleet finally arrived. The Mobas Class Superbattleship had arrived, along with a massive fleet. The superbattleship was big enough to sacred the hell out of the Berraxs. The Techars were ready.

On board the flagship, the superbattleship Jirex

"Well sir?"asked an aide.

"Are all weapons charged?"asked the Admiral

"Yes sir, all lasers and Megabolt cannons ready for battle, 500 Heavy lasers ought to destroy anything."said the aide with a beam.

"Open fire now."said the Admiral, this decision could plunge the Techars and the Imitators into the long war.

The Superbattleship fired at 2 Galatic class ships, at the same time, Techar fighters flying back to the carriers reversed and attacked the nearest ships. The Striker Class Battleships fired at the other big ships. Drone fighters poured out in hundreds attacking the Scavenger ships. The Imitator ships beaming up its troops were attacked by torpedoes and cannon fire. The war had begun......

The Imitator fleet was caught by suprise, and since there numbers were low fighting the enitirty of the Berrax fleet, only to be betrayed by there comrades in battle. Contact fighters resumed there combat status as they flew out to meet the Techar fighters. In the suprise fire, three frigates and a Scavenger were knocked out. The Alliance now began to open fire upon the betrayers, plasma-rays arcked towards them, torpoedoes and nukes were launched from reserve tubes.

" You will be assimilated for this action..."

The Imitator fleet was caught by suprise, and since there numbers were low fighting the enitirty of the Berrax fleet, only to be betrayed by there comrades in battle. Contact fighters resumed there combat status as they flew out to meet the Techar fighters. In the suprise fire, three frigates and a Scavenger were knocked out. The Alliance now began to open fire upon the betrayers, plasma-rays arcked towards them, torpoedoes and nukes were launched from reserve tubes.

" You will be assimilated for this action..."

1 Lasom Class Frigate was destroyed by the plasma-rays. Another cruiser was damaged. The Superbattleship opened fire it 500 Heavy lasers at a Galatic class, it also hundreds of Anti-matter torpedoes at the Nova class ships. Hundreds of Techar fighters were rushed into battle. Automated Suicide fighters were flown out with lots of explosives to the biggest enemy ships, but the Automated Suicide fighters were very fast and hard to shoot down, once they collided with the enemy ship, all the warheads on the fighter would explode and probably damage the ship. Megabolt cannons were fired from the Striker Class battleship dueling with another enemy ship.

The galactic class " Heart" was damaged heavily, its shields werew dropped to 60%, and it sufferded heavy damage to life support and coms. The anti-matter torpedoes that were thrown at the novas, were countered by AA fire, three Nova's were eventually overwhelmed by the massive salvo. Space was lit afire as the two factions were now at war. Ships were hyper jumping towards the motherland as the front line ships would fight to the death. The survivors that jumped away were

7 scavengers

5 Nova class

10 Shredder class

2 Galactic class.

They would be meet with reinforcements as the Alliance would soon strike back at Greal.

The Superbattleship plus the other Techar battleships and cruisers grouped up into one gigantic force, they attacked each survivor, one by one. 50 techar fighters were destroyed during the fighting, which brought the number of Techar fighters in battle to 870. Since some of the Imitator ships were jumping away, the Techars now outnumbered the survivors, but eventually, some of them would be too damaged to jump. A Thunder Class Cruiser was destroyed in the fighting. Another one was damaged badly.

The fleet collectivly decided to drain power from all essential systems and put them to shields and engines, as the fleet was on a suicided course straight into the now grouped up Greal fleet, hopefully to maximise damage at the cost of the rest of the fleet, entire scavenger battleships would even slam there hulks head on into the enemy.

The fleet collectivly decided to drain power from all essential systems and put them to shields and engines, as the fleet was on a suicided course straight into the now grouped up Greal fleet, hopefully to maximise damage at the cost of the rest of the fleet, entire scavenger battleships would even slam there hulks head on into the enemy.

As the Scavenger ships moved to collide with the Greal ships, the Greal ships fired a gigantic barrage of weapons, then it moved out of the way before the savenger ship could crash into them. 2 cruisers were not so lucky, they did not moved in them and were destroyed by the scavenger ship. The Superbattleship, though slow to move, it would be likely that a ship heading for a head on collision would be destroyed by the superbattleship's weapons. More and more automated suicide fighters attacked the enemy ships in large numbers.

The battle in orbit was over as wreckage of Techar, Imitator, and Berrax ships littered space, the Techare were the last standing, but they were in terrible shape after the fighting. It was hard for ships to move without bumping into sharp pieces of dead vessles, they would not hold there banner high any time soon. At the homeworld, plans were already drawn for a campaign against them.

OCC: GTG soon.

The battle in orbit was over as wreckage of Techar, Imitator, and Berrax ships littered space, the Techare were the last standing, but they were in terrible shape after the fighting. It was hard for ships to move without bumping into sharp pieces of dead vessles, they would not hold there banner high any time soon. At the homeworld, plans were already drawn for a campaign against them.

OCC: GTG soon.

The Techars sent a message back home, they defeated the Berraxs and The Imitators in a space battle. The President of Greal authorized the Greal fleets around the Empire to prepare for war. They also have to prepare for the Imitator invasion, they were going to strike back soon. Thousands of Techar troops on the Berrax planet retreated back onto the ships. The gigantic fleet left soon after th Imitators left.

Unit 323956 received a message stating that the fleet has better arrive soon. If she was capable of emotions she would have been exhasperated. Obviously the President of Greal did not know the logistics of troop and fleet movement. First the ships had to get all the spacers and supplies together, then actually lift off, then travel to the site. Her estimate had been optomistic, surely they realized the fleet could not possibly get here in time to help them? Her controls blared and her probes in space began to record. The Techar fleet had already begun the attack! There was no logic in it. If they had waited to finish of their primary enemy, at least, the Berrax, then that war would be over. But Berrax still survived on the surface, and now the Techar fleet had no one to help them. At the very least the Techar could have moved their ships and troops into good flanking positions before the attack. Better still, they should have waited, found the location of Imitator worlds, and struck in a terrible Blitzkrieg, tearing apart Imitator ships and leaving troops and buildings on the ground to be destroyed by orbital strikes. But now they had taken more casualties then a good commander would have, and were left alone to fight the Imitators and the remaining Berrax on their own. Unit 323956 watched as the last of the Imitator ships fled the battle. In light of these new circumstances she was unsure if her creators would want to help the Techar any longer, especially after their strikes on civilian cities. Now would begin a long and bloody war. Now the Xiscapians would have to decide if they would be a part of it.

The Berrax fleet suffered too much damage to even strike back at the techars, let alone the Imitators, Half of their army died in the battles on the planet, and most of the fleet was destroyed. The Techars lost 3 frigates, 4 cruisers and 100 fighters. The Imitators, according to Techar estimates, lost 2 Galactic ships, 2 scavenger ships, 5 Shredder ships, 3 Nova ships. The Berraxs lost too many ships.

Factorys began to pour out tanks and battlecars. Sparks flew as the faction began regulating collective funding to the war effort, troops marched towards ships in hug formations, usually with a human commander in front. Training operations were full swing, the scene unfolded as soldiers trudged up mountains and other enviroments, no they didnt use virtual reality for there training, they were actual enivroments on Alliance planets.

OCC: I will say i have 500 Berraxs, since we had to have captured some during the war.

Cryoartica "Underground": Main city

In the darkness of a room, surrounded by ice and metals, a board of the collective sat, a Terranian, Calaverian, Berrax, Aquarian, Balderian, Swarmite.

Ther voices as one but competed one another.

" Attack on outer worlds...No....yes...retaking of Berrax world...maybe....assimilation of Greal people primary objective...seek outside assistance...possible. Resources being sent to war factory's...efficienty is at 100%, fleet put on blue alert at all times."

OOC: Ok, Thats fine

gotta go soon

Recalling the probes to come back to their mothership, Unit 323956 opened a line of communication with the fleet, whose preparations for launch were under way.
Cholk System...
Vice Admiral Dovenhawk strode into the newly rebuilt communications center on the moon of FourL, or 4L on non-official documents. He was a tall, slim kitsune with brown hair, tawny fur, and orange eyes. His skin tone suggested his parentage were of the pale Padgan decent, sallow and milky white. A navy blue katana sword rested comfortably at his hip, shining with polish. He had been tasked with taking a small squadron of ships to assist in the Berrax-Imitator-Techar situation. He had been in his office overseeing final preparations to get the fleet into space when he had been told the scout in the Berrax system had requested his presence for a secure packet of data. At the sight of his black uniform the two Marines guarding the door snapped off a salute. He walked though them without a glance to the incoming communications array display was located. The Communications Officer leaned away so the Vice Admiral could see the screen. Thousands of bytes ran down the screen, indicating a massive amount of incoming data. Videos, pictures, scans, audio, schematics and documents were all a part of what made up the intelligence incoming from the android, the scout and the probes. The Officer typed into the control panel and the Unit 323956 appeared on the screen.
"Vice Admiral."
Dovenhawk nodded. "Unit 323956. What do you have for me?"
"Vice Admiral, the information I have just sent you concerns the Greal situation. Due to recent events in the system, we may want to reconsider this entire operation."
"Indeed? Tell me, in a nutshell, what you have found."
"Included in the information I have transmitted are three variables which we did not know of before. The first consists of video feed which would indicate that the Imitators have a higher number of ships then we previously thought. Also inside are recording of Imitator vessels being hit multiple times by powerful Techar and Berrax weapons and continuing to function at a level of space worthiness. One must take into account the quality separating the Techar, Berrax and Imitator ships from ours. Nonetheless, they are more powerful then we anticipated, and should act accordingly based on this data."
Dovenhawk nodded. "Continue."
"Secondly there is the apparent incompetence in the Techar's command. They lack strategic foresight, or, indeed, any tactics at all. Nearly all Techar ships shown use the brute force tactic of throwing themselves repeatedly forward until either the enemy is destroyed or they are. There is little signs of even basics such as flanking maneuvers, the targeting of critical areas and systems, assessing the most effective weapons to be used against certain ship, et cetera."
"Go on."
"Thirdly and finally there is the case of the ground battle. Early on in the course of the fighting my scout vessel’s sensors picked up a radiation spike of three hundred percent in multiple areas. Further investigation revealed that several major Berrax population centers, containing millions of innocent civilians, were stuck and subsequently annihilated by nuclear weapons fired by Techar forces from orbit. This is a direct violation of Xiscapian policy in warfare and international dealings, Article Three B stating that any and all civilians in an armed conflict must be taken alive and unharmed."
Dovenhawk looked troubled. "How many cities?"
"Unknown, but I estimate some four cities were destroyed by separate nuclear devices."
"This is most disturbing. The Emperor would never tolerate this. Sit tight and wait for further instructions."
"Affirmative, Vice Admiral."
The screen blinked to black as Unit 323956 cut the connection.
Dovenhawk turned to the Communications Officer in charge of relaying messages outward.
"Get me Head Admiral Krystal as quickly as possible."
"Aye Vice Admiral."

(OOC: Meh, ten minutes. And what about the humans? They make up, what did you say, three percent of your total population? So small they don't have any real impact. Unit 323956 did not see any significant events done by them, so she did not report humans there because they are not important to mention.)

OOC: Thats must have taken a long time to write, what about the humans? :D

(OOC: Meh, ten minutes. And what about the humans? They make up, what did you say, three percent of your total population? So small they don't have any real impact. Unit 323956 did not see any significant events done by them, so she did not report humans there because they are not important to mention.)

OOC: 6% actually, I'll put up a big post tomorrow or later.

The battle was not a disaster for the Greal's ships, but it was a disaster for the Admiral in charge of the attack. He, along with 5 other admirals was sacked by the president because of problems in leadership. Half of the new Admirals were humans, the rest were Techars. As the country prepared for a long war, companies were profiting from it. 200 million new jobs were open in the war factories. On ocean planets, most of the factroies were underwater in "water bases". Ships were recalled from escorting cargo ships, while ships bought recently from foreign storefronts would take over their places. 2 million more soldiers and crewmen were expected to be recruited.

bump

The screen flickered to life and Vice Admiral Dovenhawk was facing Head Admiral Krystal. A brilliant tactical mastermind, she was very young, barely an adult. However, the rings under her eyes and the tired look in her green pupils betrayed maturity far beyond her years. Living and working in control of an entire nations Navy was no small task, and even on the best of days the burden weighed heavily. Commanding so many ships and troops robbed her of her youthful, carefree innocence. Though not visible, Krystal walked with a slight but noticeable limb in her right leg, testament to a failed assassination attempt not so long ago by the rouge faction ARA. The Rebellion. Home matters had been conflicting them all terribly, and Krystal had questioned the sense in sending a fleet to help these people they had never heard of when the danger was very real and in their own backyard, so to speak. Still, she had authorized it, turning command of the fleet over to Vice Admiral Dovenhawk.

"Vice Admiral," she said, looking weary but managing a smile, "what seems to be the problem?"
Krystal was as pale as Dovenhawk, but unlike him her fur was rust red, her hair pink and tied into a tail. She was grim nowadays, but she tried to hide it with smiles and pleasantness. As if all could not tell of the terrible strain put upon her.
"Head Admiral, we have a situation. According to our scout android, the Greal situation has turned ugly. In brief the Imitators are far stronger and more numerious then we originally thought. Also our allies there, the Techar, struck at the wrong time. The Imitators were able to recover with minimal losses, and now the two are gearing up to go to full-scale war. Lastly the Techar massacred innocent Berrax civilians in a series of nuclear strikes on major population centers in the assault on the Berrax home world."

Krystal was silent for a moment. "These are all compelling reasons to call off the fleet. The slaughter of civilians alone is more than enough, never mind Imitator strength and tactical blunders. This is what I propose: Keep the fleet on standby. Let us crush the Rebellion, and then see how the war is going. You will, of course, be in contact with the Greal leader. Should the situation warrant such I believe we should still send the fleet. The deaths of innocents is not a sin easily forgiven, it is one of the Atrocities. But we were once not so different. The tactical error can be repaired. As to the Imitators...we still far outclass them, if not in numbers then in power. For now, talk with those in command, and have the scout continue the observations. Wait and see, Vice Admiral. When you have definite information to attack or not attack contact me again."
"Yes Head Admiral. I will."
"Good man."
The connection cut and Dovenhawk sighed. He turned on heel without a word and exited the command center, telling the outgoing messages officer he would be returning shortly, and to prepare a link with the scout to relay to the Greal leader.

The screen flickered to life and Vice Admiral Dovenhawk was facing Head Admiral Krystal. A brilliant tactical mastermind, she was very young, barely an adult. However, the rings under her eyes and the tired look in her green pupils betrayed maturty far beyond her years. Living and working in control of an entire nations Navy was no small task, and even on the best of days the burden weighed heavily. Commanding so many ships and troops robbed her of her youthful, carefree innocence. Though not visible, Krystal walked with a slight but noticible limb in her right leg, testament to a failed assassination attempt not so long ago by the rouge faction ARA. The Rebellion. Home matters had been conflicting them all terribly, and Krystal had questioned the sense in sending a fleet to help these people they had never heard of when the danger was very real and in their own backyard, so to speak. Still, she had authorized it, turning command of the fleet over to Vice Admiral Dovenhawk.

"Vice Admiral," she said, looking weary but managing a smile, "what seems to be the problem?"
Krystal was as pale as Dovenhawk, but unlike him her fur was rust red, her hair pink and tied into a tail. She was grim nowadays, but she tried to hide it with smiles and plesantness. As if all could not tell of the terrible strain put upon her.
"Head Admiral, we have a situation. According to our scout android, the Greal situation has turned ugly. In brief the Imitators are far stronger and more numerious then we originally thought. Also our allies there, the Techar, struck at the wrong time. The Imitators were able to recover with minimal losses, and now the two are gearing up to go to full-scale war. Lastly the Techar massacured innocent Berrax civilians in a series of nuclear strikes on major population centers in the assault on the Berrax home world."

Krystal was silent for a moment. "These are all compeling reasons to call off the fleet. The slaughter of civilians alone is more than enough, never mind Imitator strength and tactical blunders. This is what I propose: Keep the fleet on standby. Let us crush the Rebellion, and then see how the war is going. You will, of course, be in contact with the Greal leader. Should the situation warrant such I beleive we should still send the fleet. The deaths of innocents is not a sin easily forgiven, it is one of the Atrocities. But we were once not so different. The tactical error can be repaired. As to the Imitators...we still far outclass them, if not in numbers then in power. For now, talk with those in command, and have the scout continue the observations. Wait and see, Vice Admiral. When you have definite information to attack or not attack contact me again."
"Yes Head Admiral. I will."
"Good man."
The connection cut and Dovenhawk sighed. He turned on heel without a word and exited the command center, telling the outgoing messages officer he would be returning shortly, and to prepare a link with the scout to relay to the Greal leader.

President Rollins sat at his desk, he was facing more problems then ever, a few Berrax suicide bombers managed to avoid Techar security and blew up an Government building, it was not the bombing that was the problem, but who died in it, there was a group from a nearby school that was visiting the building when it exploded. The bombing caused outrage throughout Greal, they called for action. President Rollins instead ordered another nuclear attack on the military bases of Berraxs, 120,000 Berrax civilians and troops perished in the nuclear explosion. The Berraxs struck back by bombing a cruise ship, then the Techars struck back by more nuclear bombings, it was a endless war between the Berraxs and Techars. The Humans meanwhile ignored the violence and tried to launch peace talks. Rollins was a human, but so many of his government officials were Techars, that he did what the Techars wanted.
He was in his office one day, when an aide came in.
“Sir, the Xiscapians wish to speak with you.”
“Thank you, I’ll be there.”said the president

The screen in front of the President zapped to life to display the pale, hard visage of Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, the first time any Greal citizen would see an Xiscapian in the flesh. The screen manipulated to display full body, complete with his black Admiral's uniform and cap. He bowed low, staring to the floor before straightening up. "Mr. President."

The screen in front of the President zapped to life to display the pale, hard visage of Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, the first time any Greal citizen would see an Xiscapian in the flesh. The screen manipulated to display full body, complete with his black Admiral's uniform and cap. He bowed low, staring to the floor before straightening up. "Mr. President."

The President was not taken aback by the sudden appearance of the admiral, but he still was slightly surprised.
"Admiral Dovenhawk, likewise". Said the president, Rollins was slightly;y nervous though on what his new ally would say.

"Mr. President, we have some issues to discuss, but before we begin, I must know, how goes the war?"
As if Dovenhawk did not already know from the extensive intelligence provided by Unit 323956. But this was crucial to his assessment of the Greal leader. If his answer confirmed with what the Xiscapians knew, he was trustworthy, telling the truth. If he lied, well, they would take things from there. Dovenhawk clasped his hands behind his back as he awaited an answer.

"Mr. President, we have some issues to discuss, but before we begin, I must know, how goes the war?"
As if Dovenhawk did not already know from the extensive intelligence provided by Unit 323956. But this was crucial to his assessment of the Greal leader. If his answer confirmed with what the Xiscapians knew, he was trustworthy, telling the truth. If he lied, well, they would take things from there. Dovenhawk clasped his hands behind his back as he awaited an answer.

“There has been no fighting so far. The Imitators are believing we would go after their home planets, while we believe that the Imitators would go after our home planets. It has been mostly quiet, except for fighting with the Berraxs."said the President, as he was speaking, Sider Remetrix came in and sat near the screen.

Dovenhawk nodded. "I see. You must locate the Imitator worlds, whilst mantaining your own defenses as strongly as possible. Now, there is a certain matter of the conduct of the last battle." Dovenhawk sniffed and shifted his weight comfortably onto his left leg. "We were told that your tactics nearly cost you the battle with the Imitators, they having taken far less losses then they should have. What has been done to repair this blunder?"

Dovenhawk nodded. "I see. You must locate the Imitator worlds, whilst mantaining your own defenses as strongly as possible. Now, there is a certain matter of the conduct of the last battle." Dovenhawk sniffed and shifted his weight comfortably onto his left leg. "We were told that your tactics nearly cost you the battle with the Imitators, they having taken far less losses then they should have. What has been done to repair this blunder?"

"We only lost 4 ships, they nearly lost 20, though i was expecting more losses for my fleet and theirs. What was the blunder?"asked the President, he had already fired 6 admirals responsible for the attack, and he might had made a mistake.

"The blunder was timing and position. If at the very least your ships had been stratigically placed to maximize damage and enemy casualties. Better still would have been to let the Imitators become close friends, let them show you where they live, so to speak. Then wipe them out in a single blow. But I am not here to discuss tactics with you, Mister President," Dovenhawk looked grim now. "We also have recordings of strikes by your own forces on civilian cities, killing millions. Recently you yourself ordered a retaliation nuclear strike against more cities for the destruction of a government building, slaughtering even more innocents. Justify yourself, Mister President." said Dovenhawk coldly.

"The blunder was timing and position. If at the very least your ships had been stratigically placed to maximize damage and enemy casualties. Better still would have been to let the Imitators become close friends, let them show you where they live, so to speak. Then wipe them out in a single blow. But I am not here to discuss tactics with you, Mister President," Dovenhawk looked grim now. "We also have recordings of strikes by your own forces on civilian cities, killing millions. Recently you yourself ordered a retaliation nuclear strike against more cities for the destruction of a government building, slaughtering even more innocents. Justify yourself, Mister President." said Dovenhawk coldly.

So this is what they want to talk about, “innocent” civilians being killed?
"There are a thousand alien species in Greal. However, most of the population are Techars, and the Techars hate the Berraxs. Its hard to run an administration as a human, when most of the government are Techars, they pressure me to nuke the cities of the Berraxs. I may be president of Greal, but the Techars have more influence then I will ever have. Its all about pleasing the Techars. As a note, the Berraxs found the Imitator home world, so have we."

"Then what you are saying, Mister President, is that you have no real power and that Greal is entirely run at the whim of the Techars. Otherwise you would have been easily able to override or veto such orders and proposals. Or is it that you are simply afraid to go against them, fearing that having different thoughts would get you thrown from office and a Techar put in place? We do not take the deaths of civilians lightly, Mister President. You have told me nothing." Dovenhawk expressed no emotion, but inside he was angry. This pitiful, weak human in front of him had better come up with some answers, and fast.

"Then what you are saying, Mister President, is that you have no real power and that Greal is entirely run at the whim of the Techars. Otherwise you would have been easily able to override or veto such orders and proposals. Or is it that you are simply afraid to go against them, fearing that having different thoughts would get you thrown from office and a Techar put in place? We do not take the deaths of civilians lightly, Mister President. You have told me nothing." Dovenhawk expressed no emotion, but inside he was angry. This pitiful, weak human in front of him had better come up with some answers, and fast.

"The Galactic Congress is dominated by the Techars, I did not order the first nuclear strikes, but I ordered the next nuclear strike, on a military base. The Berraxs always put their bases right next to a city, civilian deaths can't be avoided. What do you want me to do, order the Techars to not nuke the Berraxs, they throw me out of power, the congress can make me resign just as easily. I run a weird empire." said the President, Sider Remetrix, who was nearby, was one of the few Techars that was for peace with the Berraxs

"Yes, Mister President," said Dovenhawk softly, dangerously, "that is exactly what I want you to do. Order no more nuclear strikes. If your Congress tries to override you, dissolve it and place less biased sentiants in place. The strikes on the military bases are entirely unnecessary. To save civilian lives in time of war, attack the bases with conventional bombing runs and artillery bombardments, if you cannot make precise enough orbital strikes. The planet's fleet has been wiped out. All that is left to do is to destroy their standing army, and that can be done without the use of Weapons of Mass Destruction, Mister President. Let me make myself very clear: If the massacre of civilians continues, we will withdraw our support and set about on a peace keeping mission to restore stability and sense to your country."
What Dovenhawk was saying was a thinly veiled threat. If the President did not change his ways, the Empire would send a small force to remove him and Congress, placing a new government in it's place, one willing to resolve the conflict peacefully, without the loss of lives. Dovenhawk's eyes flashed and his fur raised ever so slightly, but these were the only signs of emotion. If the Empire had to use force to achieve peace, so be it. But let it never be said that they would not try diplomacy first.

OCC: will give ship numbers soon.

Cryoarctica

The fleet and army was assembled, while keeping a strong defense, the collective generals had decided on two campagines that would thrown at the Techars and Human betrayers. The fleet carried an army of 700,000 Soldiers and 1,000 Physco Battle tanks, 3,000 Battlecars, and were covered by 1,000 fighters and 500 solar bombers. This attack force would engage Techar and Human forces to compete for dominance. The second campaign was infilitration, they needed to infect a source to there homeworld, if they could get one in there was a chance of spreading it, the best would be to get Terrassimilators into there atmosphere without being shot down, which would be terribly hard. This campaign would be silent and deadly as they could turn there own brothers against them, infiltration of high command would be one of there top prioritys.


Alliance offense fleet

1 Galactic class
18 Insurgent (Anti-ship)
25 Scavenger class
15 Nova warships
20 Shredder frigates
5 Terrassimilators
1,000 Fighters
500 Solar bombers

"Yes, Mister President," said Dovenhawk softly, dangeriously, "that is exactly what I want you to do. Order no more nuclear strikes. If your Congress tries to override you, dissolve it and place less biased sentiants in place. The strikes on the military bases are entirely unnecessary. To save civilian lives in time of war, attack the bases with conventinal bombing runs and artillery bombardments, if you cannot make percise enough orbital strikes. The planet's fleet has been wiped out. All that is left to do is to destroy their standing army, and that can be done without the use of Weapons of Mass Destruction, Mister President. Let me make myself very clear: If the massacre of civilians continues, we will withdraw our support and set about on a peace keeping mission to restore stability and sense to your country."
What Dovenhawk was saying was a thinly veiled threat. If the President did not change his ways, the Empire would send a small force to remove him and Congress, placing a new government in it's place, one willing to resolve the conflict peacefully, without the loss of lives. Dovenhawk's eyes flashed and his fur raised ever so slightly, but these were the only signs of emotion. If the Empire had to use force to acheive peace, so be it. But let it never be said that they would not try diplomacy first.

"The Congress has 5,000 members, and 4,500 of them are Techars. if I dissolve the Congress, I'm asking for a rebellion from the Techars. The Berraxs would have a fleet up by now, their shipbuilding capacity is amazing. Though I am guessing the Imitators will finish off the Berraxs. As for the nuclear strikes, I will try to veto them, but that will be unlikely that it will be stopped by me."said the president
As they were talking, The Techars fired another nuclear missile at the shipbuilding factories of Nova Max. A million Berrax civilians and workers were killed in the blast. The missile could be seen from the presidential building, the building the admiral and president was siting in.

Configured in such a way that the President could not hear from his screen, another screen was broadcasting to Dovenhawk. It was Unit 323956, reporting yet another nuclear strike. Dovenhawk was chilled with the realization that the man before him was a puppet, a vassel for Techar influence. He had no control, no power. Dovenhawk didn't beleive that the Berrax had rebuilt their Navy so quickly, even with hundreds of factories running it would still take weeks at the very least to build even a cruiser. They must have had them in storage, or perhaps out somewhere else in the galaxy. It was useless talking to this man.
"Mister President, please do what you can. We are still behind you, do not fear. In the meantime, I have thought of something. Can you please get me in touch with the highest ranking Techar on Congress?"
If the President was a puppet, then Dovenhawk would go to where the real power lay: Congress. And inside Congress, the most power belonged to the highest Senator. Therefore it would be him or her pulling the strings. If he had to threaten this person, so be it. The killings had to stop.
OOC: Check your Factbook please. BTW, please stop bumping this thread. It's just not very professional.

Configured in such a way that the President could not hear from his screen, another screen was broadcasting to Dovenhawk. It was Unit 323956, reporting yet another nuclear strike. Dovenhawk was chilled with the realization that the man before him was a puppet, a vassel for Techar influence. He had no control, no power. Dovenhawk didn't beleive that the Berrax had rebuilt their Navy so quickly, even with hundreds of factories running it would still take weeks at the very least to build even a cruiser. They must have had them in storage, or perhaps out somewhere else in the galaxy. It was useless talking to this man.
"Mister President, please do what you can. We are still behind you, do not fear. In the meantime, I have thought of something. Can you please get me in touch with the highest ranking Techar on Congress?"
If the President was a puppet, then Dovenhawk would go to where the real power lay: Congress. And inside Congress, the most power belonged to the highest Senator. Therefore it would be him or her pulling the strings. If he had to threaten this person, so be it. The killings had to stop.
OOC: Check your Factbook please. BTW, please stop bumping this thread. It's just not very professional.

It took a moment for the President to remember, he had been "complaining" so long to this admiral that he forgot his memory for a second, then he realized who.
"Ziller Remetrix, he related to Sider Remetrix. You could find him at the Greal Congress building."said the President slowly. Then Rollins got up and headed back into his office, he locked himself inside.

Dovenhawk bowed as the President left and unit 323956 patched him though to the Greal Congress. After snaking over firewalls and past detectors in the system the uplink established itself, the connecton going from the 4L military base to the office of Ziller Remetrix. If the Techar was present he would see a icon pop up on his computer. Dovenhawk waited patiently as the communications finally righted themselves out.

Dovenhawk bowed as the President left and unit 323956 patched him though to the Greal Congress. After snaking over firewalls and past detectors in the system the uplink established itself, the connecton going from the 4L military base to the office of Ziller Remetrix. If the Techar was present he would see a icon pop up on his computer. Dovenhawk waited patiently as the communications finally righted themselves out.

Ziller was in his office. He had always hanged out in his office ever since he became the Senate President.He went over to his computer and waited for a message from one of the military commanders, when instead, an icon appeared up on his computer screen. He pressed it and the screen was bigger, he saw a Xiscapian before him.
“Who are you?” asked Ziller a little surprised

"Senator," Dovenhawk bowed, "I am Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, servant of the Imperial Navy of the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia. You probably did not know this, but we are secretly aiding your war against the Berrax and Imitators with information and general advise. I am here to talk to you about the current war with the Berrax."

"Actually I do know that your Empire is involved, I have....connections."said Ziller,"The war with the Berraxs is doing fine, the Berraxs are losing supporters and people at a startling rate, soon there would be no more Berraxs to deal with, then we can deal with the Imitators."When he said "Berrax" and "Imitator", he said it in disgust.

"Senator," Dovenhawk bowed, "I am Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, servant of the Imperial Navy of the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia. You probably did not know this, but we are secretly aiding your war against the Berrax and Imitators with information and general advise. I am here to talk to you about the current war with the Berrax."

"Of course, of course," said Dovenhawk smoothly. "There is the certain usage if nuclear devices on this side against innocent civilians. Can you perhaps tell me why this is?"

"Innocent civilians? They grow food that feeds the armies of the Berraxs, they make weapons for the Berrax army. The civilians sent more people into the Berrax army. The civilians must be destroyed."said Ziller in a calm way. There were Techar news reporters waiting outside though none of them knew Ziller was talking with a Xiscapian.

"Actually I do know that your Empire is involved, I have....connections."said Ziller,"The war with the Berraxs is doing fine, the Berraxs are losing supporters and people at a startling rate, soon there would be no more Berraxs to deal with, then we can deal with the Imitators."When he said "Berrax" and "Imitator", he said it in disgust.
"Of course, of course," said Dovenhawk smoothly. "There is the certain usage if nuclear devices on this side against innocent civilians. Can you perhaps tell me why this is?"

"Nevertheless, civilians and non-combatants are off-limits to kill. You have killed millions with you strikes. Don't look so surprised, Senator. I know what you are doing. You are in complete control. You've got the government at your disposal. Pass a law, the president always approves it. Proposals always go though. The "President" of Greal is nothing more than a puppet. You are pulling the strings here. Fine. I don't actually have any problem with that. What I do have a problem with it the slaughter of Berrax civilians. Let me put it for you simply. If you do not immediatly cease your nuclear strikes against civilians, we will take action. We are bigger than you, more powerful than you and have far more resources. You are fighting two wars at once. You cannot afford a third. You have exactly thirty minutes to make it so news reachs my ears that the nuclear strikes have stopped and all civilians and non combatants are considered protected. Otherwise..."
Dovenhawk let the words hang in the air. If this Ziller was a wise being he would know what he was dealing with.

OOC: Gotta go, response will be posted later.

"Innocent civilians? They grow food that feeds the armies of the Berraxs, they make weapons for the Berrax army. The civilians sent more people into the Berrax army. The civilians must be destroyed."said Ziller in a calm way. There were Techar news reporters waiting outside though none of them knew Ziller was talking with a Xiscapian.
"Nevertheless, civilians and non-combatants are off-limits to kill. You have killed millions with you strikes. Don't look so surprised, Senator. I know what you are doing. You are in complete control. You've got the government at your disposal. Pass a law, the president always approves it. Proposals always go though. The "President" of Greal is nothing more than a puppet. You are pulling the strings here. Fine. I don't actually have any problem with that. What I do have a problem with is the slaughter of Berrax civilians. Let me put it for you simply. If you do not immediatly cease your nuclear strikes against civilians, we will take action. We are bigger than you, more powerful than you and have far more resources. You are fighting two wars at once. You cannot afford a third. You have exactly thirty minutes to make it so news reachs my ears that the nuclear strikes have stopped and all civilians and non combatants are considered protected. Otherwise..."
Dovenhawk let the words hang in the air. If this Ziller was a wise being he would know what he was dealing with.

"Nevertheless, civilians and non-combatants are off-limits to kill. You have killed millions with you strikes. Don't look so surprised, Senator. I know what you are doing. You are in complete control. You've got the government at your disposal. Pass a law, the president always approves it. Proposals always go though. The "President" of Greal is nothing more than a puppet. You are pulling the strings here. Fine. I don't actually have any problem with that. What I do have a problem with it the slaughter of Berrax civilians. Let me put it for you simply. If you do not immediatly cease your nuclear strikes against civilians, we will take action. We are bigger than you, more powerful than you and have far more resources. You are fighting two wars at once. You cannot afford a third. You have exactly thirty minutes to make it so news reachs my ears that the nuclear strikes have stopped and all civilians and non combatants are considered protected. Otherwise..."
Dovenhawk let the words hang in the air. If this Ziller was a wise being he would know what he was dealing with.

"Do you wish to be allied with the Imitators?" asked Ziller after a few minutes of absorbing the whole sentence.

OOC: Sorry for the short post.

OOCC: can you bump your OCC thread, so we can talk?

OOC: You mean the encounter thread? sure wait a sec

"Do you wish to be allied with the Imitators?"
Dovenhawk made a show of sighing. "No, we hate the Imitators. The whole reason we allied ourselves with you is to destroy them. But if these atrocities continue we will be forced to break of relations and fight both you and the Imitators at once, if that is what it comes to."

The fleet began its voyage towards the war torn Berrax world, they would kill or assimilate anything in there way. This was actually there first taste of betrayal by an ally, and it didnt taste sweet. All out war was declared by the Alliance worlds onto them, ensuring that all prisoners would be held and questioned, or intergrated. The calm was on the Berrax's as the storm was approaching.

The fleet began its voyage towards the war torn Berrax world, they would kill or assimilate anything in there way. This was actually there first taste of betrayal by an ally, and it didnt taste sweet. All out war was declared by the Alliance worlds onto them, ensuring that all prisoners would be held and questioned, or intergrated. The calm was on the Berrax's as the storm was approaching.

The Berrax fleet massed at the planet of Nova Max, as numerous as the fleet looked, half of their crews were only half trained, they had been rushed into service for the battle, luckily most of the ship was automated. The Berrax armies on the planet only numbered 300,000, including 500,000 Militia.

"Do you wish to be allied with the Imitators?"
Dovenhawk made a show of sighing. "No, we hate the Imitators. The whole reason we allied ourselves with you is to destroy them. But if these atrocities continue we will be forced to break of relations and fight both you and the Imitators at once, if that is what it comes to."

"We will halt the nuclear strikes against the Berraxs for now. Eventually after the Imitators are defeated, the war....will start again, that depends if the Berraxs survive the Imitator fleet attacking them currently. Your fleet better resume its course." said Ziller, then there was a knock at the door, and Zill shut off the computer.

Dovenhawk turned away from the screen as Zillar cut the connection. Behind him Unit 323956 watched him passively from the other screen. Stroking his smooth chin thoughtfully, tail twitching back and fourth, he stared at a wall of monitors, unseeing, lost in consideration. He knew it would not be long before the Imitators attacked again, except now they would be fighting the Berrax and the Techars. He wondered as to the outcome. The Imitators would probably destroy the Berrax, but they and the Techar seemed evenly matched. If he truly wanted to prevent civilian casualties, they would need to get to Nova Max before the Imitators. The fleet was ready to go, now, but the actual travel would take several days. Contacting Head Admiral Krystal, he related what he knew and requested permission to continue the operation.
Krystal was pleased to have an update so quickly. At the request she nodded. "If the fleet is ready, then make haste for Nova Max. Keep me updated. When the Rebellion is crushed you can probably expect reinforcements."
Turning to Unit 323956, he spoke in a clipped manner. "Continue your observations, contact me immediately if there are any major changes in the situation."
The android nodded her head. "Of course, Vice Admiral."
His orders were sent and printed, and now Dovenhawk stood at the 4L dockyard, overseeing his small fleet. Dovenhawk was Vice Admiral of the Third Assault Fleet, three Dominator class Battleships (http://img181.imageshack.us/img181/6416/minmatarbattleshiphl8.jpg), Smoke, Ice, and Pocky, two Annihilator class Destroyers (http://www.sealiesoftware.com/starblazers/6.jpg), the Servant and Warrior, three Wasp class Battlecruisers (http://www.moddb.com/images/cache/mods/82/8237/gallery/thumbmoty_53379.jpg), Speed, Legacy, and Luck, one Protection class Medical Ship (http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b184/Upum/Star%20Wars/Nebulon-B-Frigate.jpg), the Spirit, and one Nova class Carrier (http://www.theforce.net/swtc/Pix/books/sw2ij/mc1sw2ij.jpg), the Ritual. This was some 10,723 crewmembers, not counting the Xiscapian Grand Army and Mechanized Division strike force he was also bringing. This added two Guild class Cargo (http://www.intotheblack.ca/files/images/SamsaraTop.jpg) ships and six Crusher class Troop transports (http://premium1.uploadit.org/MaxOutrider/ShipImages/Escort-Carrier.jpg) to his little fleet, a company of Light Assault Mecha, a company of Heavy Assault Mecha and a brigade of XGA infantry. In addition there was a single black shuttle with a silver exploding nova on the wings, containing a squad of Shadow Operations soldiers. Just in case. They were all ready to go, the fleet having been assembled when they heard the news of the Imitator threat. Thousands of kitsune, male and female, soldiers and spacers and pilots and medics, were anticipating the upcoming battle with the Imitators. But first they needed to actually get there.
Before it was too late.

The fleet exited out of hyperspace in the outer rim of the system, they moved full speed towards the planet, making another small hyperspace jump, then moving forward again, they would be in range to hit the fleet and planet in three hours.

The fleet exited out of hyperspace in the outer rim of the system, they moved full speed towards the planet, making another small hyperspace jump, then moving forward again, they would be in range to hit the fleet and planet in three hours.

The Berrax fleet readied itself for battle. Millions of Berrax civilians fled into the tunnels of the Berrax planet.

"Five...four...three...two...one...mark!"
There was the white glowing of engines and the eighteen ships of varying sizes jumped, out from the Wuin system, headed for Greal space. Days of hyperspace travel would only be broken for those inside by drills and sleep. On board his flagship, the XIW Smoke, Dovenhawk stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing out at the blue field of the strange dimension of hyperspace. Bridge Officers worked quietly around him, until the Communications Officer lifted her hand. "Vice Admiral, incoming message from our scout." Dovenhawk nodded. "Patch it though to my personal communicator." He lifted his wrist, which held the tiny silver screen on it, perfect for private conversations. Unit 323956 appeared there, looking as passive and calm as ever. "Imitator forces have appeared at the edge of the Nova Max system. Eighty four capital ships, five of which we have never seen before, and over a thousand fighters. The Berrax fleet is preparing itself, but your fleet has a 11.6 percent chance of arriving in time to assist in the battle." Dovenhawk looked grim. The Berrax would only be able to hold for so long, and having already engaged in a battle once they would probably be in no condition to do so again. "Keep me informed." Unit 323956 bowed her head and the connection cut. Dovenhawk resumed staring out the window. Eighty four capital ships...Qonn, we can't hope to fight that many. It would take the combined fleets of the Techars and the Berrax to defeat them. But the Berrax and the Techar are enemies. Fools, can't they see the larger threat?

The Techar fleet

A Techar fleet was also sent, they had a better chance of reaching Nova Max due to the fact that the Techar worlds are near the planet. Around 50 ships plus another 20 Support vessels were sent to Nova Max. Everyone was edging for battle, Sider Remetrix took command of 5 ships, he was not only a diplomact, but an admiral.

Bump for NC

The fleet slowed towards a stop just outside of Berrax fire. They broadcasted all channels towards there enemy's.

" We are the Alliance, lower your shields and surrender ships, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted into our unity, defiance will be met with violence."

The massive war fleet awaited there message of surrender.

The fleet headed straight for them, torpedoes and nukes were luanched in masses as they were charging plasma-rays for close range pounding, all non-essential systems were sent to the shields to help blunt the enemy counter attack. Fighters stayed inside the ships until close enough to deploy.

The fleet slowed towards a stop just outside of Berrax fire. They broadcasted all channels towards there enemy's.

" We are the Alliance, lower your shields and surrender ships, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted into our unity, defiance will be met with violence."

The massive war fleet awaited there message of surrender.

A very short message was sent back.

"Never."

The Berrax fleet waited for its doom.

The fleet headed straight for them, torpedoes and nukes were luanched in masses as they were charging plasma-rays for close range pounding, all non-essential systems were sent to the shields to help blunt the enemy counter attack. Fighters stayed inside the ships until close enough to deploy.

Berrax ships were beginning to crumble under masses of torpedoes and nukes, the Berrax ships responded with anti-matter torpedoes, and when the lasers were charged, they began firing them. The Berrax ground forces readied themselves for battle.

The anti-matter torpedoes slammed into the Alliance armada, the combined array of lasers and torpedoes cut through and torn apart two frigates and destroyed one scavenger. The Imitators kept coming, now combining there torpedo and nuke fire, with plasma-rays.

The anti-matter torpedoes slammed into the Alliance armada, the combined array of lasers and torpedoes cut through and torn apart two frigates and destroyed one scavenger. The Imitators kept coming, now combining there torpedo and nuke fire, with plasma-rays.

2 Berrax cruisers were immediately destroyed by the combined attacks of the plasma rays and nukes and torpedoes. Hundreds of Berrax fighters came out of their ships and each fired 6 anti-matter torpedoes......

Frigates directed all there AA weapons towards anti-missle protection, while they left the contact fighters to engage the Berrax fighters, engaging them with Plasma side winders and streaks of plasma-rays. The Berrax missles impact there ranks and destroyed 100 fighters and 50 bombers, they also damaged a frigate heavily, bringing its shields down. The Scavenger,Nova, and galactic class's engaged the main Berrax fleet, slamming there torpedoes into them. The Insurgents fire there plamsa cannons, and heavy plasma-ray disks at the Berrax's largest vessles.

Frigates directed all there AA weapons towards anti-missle protection, while they left the contact fighters to engage the Berrax fighters, engaging them with Plasma side winders and streaks of plasma-rays. The Berrax missles impact there ranks and destroyed 100 fighters and 50 bombers, they also damaged a frigate heavily, bringing its shields down. The Scavenger,Nova, and galactic class's engaged the main Berrax fleet, slamming there torpedoes into them. The Insurgents fire there plamsa cannons, and heavy plasma-ray disks at the Berrax's largest vessles.

2 Berrax frigates were turned into debris after being attacked by the biggest enemy ships. 70 Berrax fighters were destroyed right away from the enemy AA fire. Berrax cruisers joined up to engage the enemy galactic class. The cruisers unleashed their Megabolt cannon fire onto the enemy ships. The frigates continued firing their lasers and anti-matter torpedoes.

The megabolt cannon tore into the fleet along with its companions of lasers and torpedoes. The combined fire took out another scavenger and two frigates, they also heavily damaged a Nova class. The fleet responded with all its power, All engine power was put towards weapons and shields evenly, as they were already in firing range. Solar bombers confronted Berrax cruisers, making plasma runs over them.

The megabolt cannon tore into the fleet along with its companions of lasers and torpedoes. The combined fire took out another scavenger and two frigates, they also heavily damaged a Nova class. The fleet responded with all its power, All engine power was put towards weapons and shields evenly, as they were already in firing range. Solar bombers confronted Berrax cruisers, making plasma runs over them.

2 Berrax cruisers that were heavily damaged were destroyed by the enemy Solar bombers. 1 more frigate was heavily damaged, with its shields reduced by 60%. Berrax fighters attacked the enemy Solar bombers, while other fighters continued firing missiles into “weak” spots of the enemy ships. The Berrax captured Lasom Class frigate was already destroyed. The Berraxs were losing, but they wanted to bring the Imitators down with them...

There attempts to destroy the imitator fleet were in vain, as the Berrax numbers had reduced drastically and there poorly trained and underman crews would not be able to compete for much longer against the Alliance. Two frigates fell to superb accurate missle fire, but they were soon met by AA rays. The Insurgents, specifically designed to do battle, Opend up on the Berrax cruisers with plasm-rays, torpedoes,nukes, and a barrage of plasma cannons.

There attempts to destroy the imitator fleet were in vain, as the Berrax numbers had reduced drastically and there poorly trained and underman crews would not be able to compete for much longer against the Alliance. Two frigates fell to superb accurate missle fire, but they were soon met by AA rays. The Insurgents, specifically designed to do battle, Opend up on the Berrax cruisers with plasm-rays, torpedoes,nukes, and a barrage of plasma cannons.

The Insurgent ships destroyed a Berrax cruiser. Another cruiser was badly damaged by the attacks from the Insurgent ships. Luckily, though the Berrax ship crews were untrained, most of the ship was automated. Fighters continued to fire torpedo after torpedo at the enemy ships. The Imitators were wining, but the Berraxs were fighting tough. Some Berrax fighters attacked the enemy bombers

The Berrax fighters killed off 23 more solar bombers, knocked them down as they burned into the atmosphere. Shredder frigates focused fire onto the remaining Berrax fighters, now that the enemy was outnumberd, Scavengers and Nova's were ganging up onto the Berrax's.

In a final push three Nova class's headed to run into the cruisers, while the Insurgents picked off the enemy ships with ease. The biggest threat was the fighters, but these were being countered the remaining Contact fighters and Nova/shredder AA defense net.

The Berrax fighters killed off 23 more solar bombers, knocked them down as they burned into the atmosphere. Shredder frigates focused fire onto the remaining Berrax fighters, now that the enemy was outnumberd, Scavengers and Nova's were ganging up onto the Berrax's.

The damaged Berrax frigate was destroyed by the Scavengers. The Berrax cruisers fought hard, but it was starting to be clearly seen that the cruisers were outnumbered. Again, the frigates and cruisers left off a volley of lasers and Megabolt cannons. The Berrax fighter force now numbered 500, down from 900, it had suffered heavy losses. The battle was still on.

In a final push three Nova class's headed to run into the cruisers, while the Insurgents picked off the enemy ships with ease. The biggest threat was the fighters, but these were being countered the remaining Contact fighters and Nova/shredder AA defense net.

100 more fighters were destroyed. 2 Berrax cruisers were destroyed. Berrax nuclear missiles were being fired from the Berrax homeworld to the Imitator fleet. Berrax fighters made a solid wall of torpedoes and fired them at the AA defense.

bump

AA fire was concentrated completely of Missles, slicing into them and making the scene seem like that of the fourth of july. The masses of missle were not taken completly out, as the missles took out another frigate.

OCC; alright dude, how am i gonna do this, your berrax fleet is destroyed and then all of a sudden you got this other fleet whichc is just gonna wipe me out.

AA fire was concentrated completely of Missles, slicing into them and making the scene seem like that of the fourth of july. The masses of missle were not taken completly out, as the missles took out another frigate.

As the Berraxs continued to fight, 2 more Berrax frigates were destroyed. Debris of hundreds of destroyed Berraxs fighters were seen everywhere. There was no more hope for the Berraxs. Then, suddenly, another fleet appeared at nearby.

The Techars had arrived.

OOC:

Techar fleet

1 Mobas Class Superbattleship
4 Striker Class Battleships
3 Niller Class carriers
15 Firmtrix Class Crusiers
20 Thunder Class Cruisers
100 Lasom Class Frigates
10 Valiant class light escort ships
1,100 fighters
450 Drone fighters
180 bombers

The fleet being damaged and detecting the incoming Techar's jumped to the left of there lead flagship to regroup, the ships flashed as they jumped into hyperspace, they left behind a damaged frigate.

The damaged shredder frigate's troops hailed to the Techar's.

" We surrender, what are your terms?"

OCC; alright dude, how am i gonna do this, your berrax fleet is destroyed and then all of a sudden you got this other fleet whichc is just gonna wipe me out.

OOC: Send reinforcements. I don't know

you decide, thats your fleet at stake.....

The fleet being damaged and detecting the incoming Techar's jumped to the left of there lead flagship to regroup, the ships flashed as they jumped into hyperspace, they left behind a damaged frigate.

"We've scared them away, boys."said the admiral. His fleet pounced on the Imitator frigate and the rest of the Berraxs, they had no chance.

Meanwhile, the Techars landed troops onto the planet again, the battle raged all day.

OCC: idk how to take that, im gay.

The soldier was beamed aboard he was a Calaverian imitator.

The Leocardian Government hired a homosexual in Leocardia to make a video that relates to the conflict with Greal and North Calaveras. Within a week, the homosexual returned his newly made video and was reviewed by the Leocardian Foreign Affairs Department, having the video title named "Leave Greal Alone". With a few laughs from the Foreign Affairs officials, the video was sent to Greal.

It featured the Leocardian homosexual exclaiming "LEAVE NORTH CALAVERAS ALONE!" with his cries and emotional outbursts. This video is hopes from Leocardia and trouble between Greal and North Calaveras will stop.

The soldier was beamed aboard he was a Calaverian imitator.

The Admiral instructed the Imitator to go to the cargo ship nearby. The admiral knew he was making a mistake.

"Blow the rest of the frigate apart."

Megabolt cannons were fired at the damaged enemy frigate.

The damaged shredder frigate's troops hailed to the Techar's.

" We surrender, what are your terms?"

The Admiral was surprised, then again, he was interested in taking in Imitators, he was worried they could break out......

"Tell them to send out 1 soldier on a transport out of the ship."

The Imitator still had all his combat gear on except for weapons, his helment's eyes still glowed blue as he walked without speaking until he reached the cargo ship.

The Imitator still had all his combat gear on except for weapons, his helment's eyes still glowed blue as he walked without speaking until he reached the cargo ship.

As the transport carrying the Imitator parked alongside the cargo ship, the air lock opened, and the Imitator found himself facing 10 Techar Battle robots. The robots had lasers pointing at the Imitator

The Imitator stared at the droids, wonder what they were going to do, the imitators fists clechned slightly and its manidbles were ready to spread apart from the former human like jaw.

It did as it was told, it followed the robots to there leading location.

The soldier stood erect as it used telepathy " We are the Alliance"

The Imitator stared at the droids, wonder what they were going to do, the imitators fists clechned slightly and its manidbles were ready to spread apart from the former human like jaw.

A voice was heard from the robot, the voice was machine like.

"Follow us."

There were cameras on the celling watching the Imitator.

It did as it was told, it followed the robots to there leading location.

The Robots lead the Imitator into a room, which had a screen. On the screen was the Admiral.

"Hello, I am Admiral Yill."

The soldier stood erect as it used telepathy " We are the Alliance"

The Admiral heard this, but continued using sound waves.

"I regret I cannot meet you in person, after all, you are a Imitator."

' There is nothing stopping you from putting your boots into this room admiral."

He he removed his helmet his hair was black and his eyes were green, he showed no emotion " What am I supposed to do?"

' There is nothing stopping you from putting your boots into this room admiral."

"Do not fool me Imitator, you have surrendered. And my robots will guard you."

He he removed his helmet his hair was black and his eyes were green, he showed no emotion " What am I supposed to do?"

"Do you have a rank, in your Imitator fleet? What are you? Sergeant? Captain?"

" I am what you may call a sgt." he stood straight

" I am what you may call a sgt." he stood straight

"Do you have a name?"asked the admiral, the admiral, clearly was a human.

The imitator was human of origin as well. " My name would be Malik"

The imitator was human of origin as well. " My name would be Malik"

"Sergeant Malik, since you are our prisoner, these robots will take you to a cell, and you shall have to wait there until we get back to Greal."

Malik walked calmy into the cell and stood staring at the bots, comparing his organic supremecy to the robots.

Malik walked calmy into the cell and stood staring at the bots, comparing his organic supremecy to the robots.

The Cell door closed, and the robots left. There was a "TV" inside the cell.

Malik stared at the TV seeing all the people...his greed for assimlation were growing.

OCC" gtg now.

OOC: See you tomorrow

bump

OOC: Congrats on your 5,000th post, Greal.
IC:
XIW Smoke, Bridge...
Dovenhawk was sitting in his quarters, writing a report to Command about the journey. So far, it had been boring. Hours of travel turned seamlessly to days in the strange, blue/black tunnel that was hyperspace. Weapons and equipment had been checked and rechecked, battle plans poured over, systems tested and soldiers drilled. There was little to do, and most on board, when not on duty, played cards, read, practiced or played in the VR rooms or surfed the HoloNet located on the ship. Dovenhawk had just saved the final part of his report when his communicator chimed and Unit 323956 appeared on the screen. Dovenhawk folded his hands and licked his lips. "More news from the front?"
The kitsune android nodded. "Affirmative. The Imitator Fleet engaged the Berrax fleet over Nova Max and decimated them. The Berrax were only able to inflict moderate casualties on the Imitators. As the Berrax launched their last ditch attempt to save their planet the Techar fleet appeared, over a hundred fifty ships and upward of a thousand fighter craft. The Imitator fleet retreated upon their approach, leaving a damaged frigate behind. The Techar descended on Nova Max and easily claimed the planet from the Berrax. The frigate surrendered to the Techar, who beamed one prisoner aboard and then destroyed it."
For what felt like the hundredth time since this had started, Dovenhawk paled. "They beamed aboard a prisoner? Get me their Admiral. Now."
The Imitators were a crafty bunch. If at all possible, the Imitator held aboard the ship would silently infect others. The disease would spread, and, like a certain unfortunate Xiscapian colony, those who realized it would realize far too late. They could easily infect the entire ship, then the fleet, then, if the opportunity presented itself, whole planets.

Malik sat staring at the entrance of the cell, he ran his hand down his chrome chest armor for a moment, waiting...always waiting.

OOC: Congrats on your 5,000th post, Greal.
IC:
XIW Smoke, Bridge...
Dovenhawk was sitting in his quarters, writing a report to Command about the journey. So far, it had been boring. Hours of travel turned seamlessly to days in the strange, blue/black tunnel that was hyperspace. Weapons and equipment had been checked and rechecked, battle plans poured over, systems tested and soldiers drilled. There was little to do, and most onboard, when not on duty, played cards, read, practiced or played in the VR rooms or surfed the HoloNet located on the ship. Dovenhawk had just saved the final part of his report when his communicator chimed and Unit 323956 appeared on the screen. Dovenhawk folded his hands and licked his lips. "More news from the front?"
The kitsune android nodded. "Affirmative. The Imitator Fleet engaged the Berrax fleet over Nova Max and decimated them. The Berrax were only able to inflict moderate casualties on the Imitators. As the Berrax lauched their last ditch attempt to save their planet the Techar fleet appeared, over a hundred fifty ships and upward of a thousand fighter craft. The Imitator fleet retreated upon their approach, leaving a damaged frigate behind. The Techar decended on Nova Max and easily claimed the planet from the Berrax. The frigate surrendered to the Techar, who beamed one prisoner aboard and then destroyed it."
For what felt like the hundreth time since this had started, Dovenhawk paled. "They beamed aboard a prisoner? Get me their Admiral. Now."
The Imitators were a crafty bunch. If at all possible, the Imitator held aboard the ship would silently infect others. The disease would spread, and, like a certain unfortunate Xiscapian colony, those who realized it would realize far too late. They could easily infect the entire ship, then the fleet, then, if the oppertinity presented itself, whole planets.

"This is Admiral Waller speaking."

Dovenhawk steepeld his hands and stared over them at the human, top ears twitching slightly. "Admiral Waller," he stood and brieftly bowed before resuming his seating, "I am Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, Admiral of the Xiscapian forces coming to aide you. I must speak with you on behalf of the Empire. Before I do so, however, I must congratulate you on your victory in the Nova Max system against the Imitators and Berrax. I am pleased to hear of minimal losses and no civilian casualties. You are certainly doing better then your predecessor." He nodded. What he really wanted to speak of was still concealed, but he would get to it in due time. It was urgent, absolutly, but he didn't feel a pressing need. Not unless organic guards had been installed around the captive Imitator.
Then things might get messy.

Malik began to paniced as the instinct for survival started to kick in, he began bashing at the side of the wall that was being used to observe him, his face tore apart into combate mode.

A Shredder frigate passed by the probe and in a collective voice it hailed it.

" We are the Alliance, you were observing our engagement of an enemy speciaes, possibly feeding this information to superiors, what is your purpose?"

OOC: The scout ship is inside the Nova Max system, well inside Techar and Greal controled space. No Imitator ship would be able to make it there without a battlefleet escort, and they certainly wouldn't bother a tiny scout, especially a CLOAKED scout that they CAN'T SEE.

OOC: The scout ship is inside the Nova Max system, well inside Techar and Greal controled space. No Imitator ship would be able to make it there without a battlefleet escort, and they certainly wouldn't bother a tiny scout, especially a CLOAKED scout that they CAN'T SEE.

At Cryoartica the war effort had been going smoothly, news of victory over the Berrax's had no affect on the imitators, it was just there, no emotion nor hate for the enemy, just survival...an imitators primal instinct. The main campaign had already began, they would continue from there in skirmishes or straight up fighting. The second campaign was to be lead in quiet, insurgency was now the name of the game.

OOC: I just think that Greal would object to a ship, cloaked or not, waltzing into the system when he's got a fleet here. Most ships can't come out of FTL already cloaked, and the energy signitures they send off would draw ships anyway. Here's what I say: Delete that post, and go to the Guardians thread. My guy has invaded your base, and if you're bored you can get some guards to shoot at him or something before he goes and kills Kash. I'm going to have to leave very soon though, so I can't promise I'll reply immediatly or even tonight.

Dovenhawk steepeld his hands and stared over them at the human, top ears twitching slightly. "Admiral Waller," he stood and brieftly bowed before resuming his seating, "I am Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, Admiral of the Xiscapian forces coming to aide you. I must speak with on on behalf of the Empire. Before I do so, however, I must congratulate you on your victory in the Nova Max system against the Imitators and Berrax. I am pleased to hear of minimal losses and no civilian casualties. You are certainly doing better then your predecessor." He nodded. What he really wanted to speak of was still concealed, but he would get to it in due time. It was urgent, absolutly, but he didn't feel a pressing need. Not unless organic guards had been installed around the captive Imitator.
Then things might get messy.

"Thank you for the compliment."said Admiral Waller," However, I was hoping to fight the Imitators, but they jumped away before our ships could attack them."

A shredder frigate exited out of hyperspace into the Nova system, and hailing immediatly " Techars, your betrayle is vile but we will give you one last chance. Let us stop this war of killing eachother, may we be brothers in arms?"

"Admiral, the Imitators sent us a message." said one of the captains.

The admiral listened to the message over and over again.

"Well?"asked the captains.

"May as well end this war."said the admiral.

A message was sent back.

"Imitators, all we ask is peace between our empires."

" We agree to peace between us, but remeber we will not forget your actions, we would also like to know why you fired onto our fleet after assisting in defeating your enemys."

" We agree to peace between us, but remember we will not forget your actions, we would also like to know why you fired onto our fleet after assisting in defeating your enemies."

"Our admiral was a guy that wanted glory."said Admiral Waller, of course that was a lie, the Techars did not want the Imitators in the area.

The Berraxs surrendered their planet, no Nova Max was under direct Techar control.

" We would demand reperations for his actions, for the dead Alliance marines on the planet below, and for the vessles destroyed in the war, these can't just be replaced so easily, a trade and peace agreement should be in order, we would give you our conditions if that is agreeable."

Cell

Malik continued pounding on the barriar wanting to get out badly. His face hidioues as it was in combat mode(basically his mouth splits and looks like the ones from blade two.)

" We would demand reperations for his actions, for the dead Alliance marines on the planet below, and for the vessles destroyed in the war, these can't just be replaced so easily, a trade and peace agreement should be in order, we would give you our conditions if that is agreeable."

Cell

Malik continued pounding on the barriar wanting to get out badly. His face hidioues as it was in combat mode(basically his mouth splits and looks like the ones from blade two.)

"We will only pay for the damage that we caused, the berraxs will have to pay reparations on their own."

"Agreeable, now would you like us to present terms, im sure you want to get out of this mess as soon as possible, keeping soldiers from there familys and such."

"Agreeable, now would you like us to present terms, im sure you want to get out of this mess as soon as possible, keeping soldiers from there familys and such."

"We agree to a Non-aggression Pact, no ship from both the Greal Empire and the Imitator Empire may attack each other. 1 trillion dollars frokm the berraxs and techars will be paid."

"We agree to a Non-aggression Pact, no ship from both the Greal Empire and the Imitator Empire may attack each other. 1 trillion dollars frokm the berraxs and techars will be paid."

" Agreeable, how about trade agreements, and tourism between our peoples, is this acceptable, we are always looking for newer things."

" Agreeable, how about trade agreements, and tourism between our peoples, is this acceptable, we are always looking for newer things."

A free Trade agreement sounds fine."said the admiral."Tourists however are not allowed to visit our planets, due to security problems."

" This will work, you may send trade vessles to Cryoartica only, and we will give you our resources in exchange, such as Cryocrystals which are helpful in building in hyperdrive engines."

" This will work, you may send trade vessles to Cryoartica only, and we will give you our resources in exchange, such as Cryocrystals which are helpful in building in hyperdrive engines."

"We will send Hyper Crystals back, which are used to make ships. Any questions?"

" Yes, we would like all remaining Berrax's to be sent to us, you may have there homeworld, this would actually repay your war debt on its own."

"How about half the population of the Berraxs to your empire? Do you understand the problems of transporting 1.4 billion Berraxs across the universe?"

"How about half the population of the Berraxs to your empire? Do you understand the problems of transporting 1.4 billion Berraxs across the universe?"

" We will assist in this, we will create large transports for them, we want them more than anything, they attacked our homeworld and deserve nothing less than unification."

" We will assist in this, we will create large transports for them, we want them more than anything, they attacked our homeworld and deserve nothing less than unification."

"Well, we still wish keep a large proportion of the Berraxs for "tests". Berraxs are being rounded up on the planet of Nova Max as we speak."

"Well, we still wish keep a large proportion of the Berraxs for "tests". Berraxs are being rounded up on the planet of Nova Max as we speak."

" We agree to give you five thousand Berrax's for experimentation, this should easily be enough for running experiments. We would like as many as possible for assimilation."

" We agree to give you five thousand Berrax's for experimentation, this should easily be enough for running experiments. We would like as many as possible for assimilation."

"I billion should be enough, leave the remaining number to your empire. Remember to get rid of their Memories, Berraxs hate the Techars very much."

" Unacceptable, 1 billion is the majority of the Berrax population, and were the ones to effecivly defeat them, how about four hundred million, surely this is acceptable."

" Unacceptable, 1 billion is the majority of the Berrax population, and were the ones to effecivly defeat them, how about four hundred million, surely this is acceptable."

"Sorry, I meant 1 billion to your empire, and the remaining number to live on Nova Max."

OOC: Sorry, I meant your empire

"Sorry, I meant 1 billion to your empire, and the remaining number to live on Nova Max."

OOC: Sorry, I meant your empire

" Agreeable, transport ships are already in route, we ask you round them all up, no need to organize, just get them together for beaming."

A billion Berraxs were gathered up, some actually wanted to leave due to the fact that they hated the Techars so much.

The Berraxs were ready.

A billion Berraxs were gathered up, some actually wanted to leave due to the fact that they hated the Techars so much.

The Berraxs were ready.

Hundreds of transport craft, emptyed out transports, included were on route to the Nova system. Each transport wasnt very unique, basically a small bridge with a large containment center with sheilds inside to stop riots, this also included life support. There were canisters of infector cells that would be used to assimilate the Berrax's within the transport once they were aboard. The fleet of chrome transports hit hyperspace, some actually diverting from trips to other Alliance worlds, all the room was needed. Even the attacking Alliance fleet was on its way to the Nova system.

" Is there anything else that needs to be added, our vessles are already on there way."

"Nothing else, our main fleet has left the Nova system, and their is a small Techar fleet awaiting your fleet."

OCC: we can time skip to make things easiser if you want.

OOC: Sure, your next post can be your transports arriving.

The transports exited hyperspace in orbit over Nova, the masses of transports came from all corners of the Alliance. They began to descend on the world where pockets of Berrax's were, although the Berrax's that were happy to leave would be greatly mistaken, as they would be assimilated and turned into another member of the Alliance...they would be reliveid of there former life and brought into this collective of beings. The transports began to blare out as they began beaming.

" We are the Alliance, you will be assimilated and brought into our unity, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted to service us, defiance will be met with violence."

The transports exited hyperspace in orbit over Nova, the masses of transports came from all corners of the Alliance. They began to descend on the world where pockets of Berrax's were, although the Berrax's that were happy to leave would be greatly mistaken, as they would be assimilated and turned into another member of the Alliance...they would be reliveid of there former life and brought into this collective of beings. The transports began to blare out as they began beaming.

" We are the Alliance, you will be assimilated and brought into our unity, life as you and your companions know it will be adapted to service us, defiance will be met with violence."

Some of the Berraxs tired to run, but they were either blasted by the Techars or shocked by robots, and put back in the lines heading toward the Imitator ships.

Ships were being filled constantly as they shot out there beams to take they away. More ships were arriving and filled ships were leaving the planet, the attacking fleet had already filled there brigs with beamed Berrax's, and would stay till the job was done. The hulking cheap-made transports glared off of the volcanic scene.

Ships were being filled constantly as they shot out there beams to take they away. More ships were arriving and filled ships were leaving the planet, the attacking fleet had already filled there brigs with beamed Berrax's, and would stay till the job was done. The hulking cheap-made transports glared off of the volcanic scene.

Later, after hours of work, 1 billion Berraxs were gone from the planet, 400 million remained.

Later, after hours of work, 1 billion Berraxs were gone from the planet, 400 million remained.

OCC: i would change that to days of constant transportation, it would take a lot of time to transport 1 billion of anything.

OOC: This is the future world, and assume you have the entire Imitator fleet helping.

OOC: This is the future world, and assume you have the entire Imitator fleet helping.

OCC: Ah you got me there ^^

The fleet had left, inside the transports, infector tanks deployed and sprayed all over the passengers. They screamed and tried to hide from them, but eventually they were assimilated by the gas or there comrades who were now among the Alliance.


Brig

Malik sat in a corner, studying the robot guards with his eyes, he grabbed his helmet and held it under his arm as he watch them.

OCC: Ah you got me there ^^

The fleet had left, inside the transports, infector tanks deployed and sprayed all over the passengers. They screamed and tried to hide from them, but eventually they were assimilated by the gas or there comrades who were now among the Alliance.


Brig

Malik sat in a corner, studying the robot guards with his eyes, he grabbed his helmet and held it under his arm as he watch them.

The robot guards watched Malik with their eyes, they watched his every move. The Robot guards never slept or ate, they just stood there watching.

Malik stood up and walked around the cell, he came up to one of the guards and used his mandiles to taste the robot, seeking anything organic.

Malik stood up and walked around the cell, he came up to one of the guards and used his mandiles to taste the robot, seeking anything organic.

As Malik came forward, the robot suddenly was alarmed and took out a weapon

"Stop." said the robot in a cold loud tone.

Malik advanced forward at the android guard, his mandibles still out.

Malik advanced forward at the android guard, his mandibles still out.

The robot fired its weapon, it was a "electric shocker", it could paralyze any living thing for a few hours. An alarm was on.

Malik screeched at a very high pitched tune and squirmed, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he scrachted wildy at the air and the ground as he rolled around, until he slowly stopped and lay on his side.

Malik screeched at a very high pitched tune and squirmed, his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he scrachted wildy at the air and the ground as he rolled around, until he slowly stopped and lay on his side.

The robot scanned him and left, the Imitator was still alive, but he would be paralyzed for a few hours.

He was able to move again soon enough and grabbed his helmet and put it on, he scaned the robot, it showed no vital signs at all, It seemed combat would defeat the robot, failure would result in a delay of paralyzation of a few hours. he did what imitators did best, imitated a normal human. He walked up to the robot, re-adjusting his armor.

" I think we should talk, seeing as your my captor you may want information I see, well, can i know what's going on in the war, are you winning or are you losing?"

He was able to move again soon enough and grabbed his helmet and put it on, he scaned the robot, it showed no vital signs at all, It seemed combat would defeat the robot, failure would result in a delay of paralyzation of a few hours. he did what imitators did best, imitated a normal human. He walked up to the robot, re-adjusting his armor.

" I think we should talk, seeing as your my captor you may want information I see, well, can i know what's going on in the war, are you winning or are you losing?"

The robot said nothing, it left the cell room and the door was shut in a second.

Malik sat in his cell and and talked quietly to himself " Is there a reason im here, are there plans for my existance?, will i sit in this cell till I expire....I must get out, get out, get out....survive.

Malik sat in his cell and and talked quietly to himself " Is there a reason im here, are there plans for my existance?, will i sit in this cell till I expire....I must get out, get out, get out....survive.

A Loudspeaker was turned on.

"What do you wish to eat?" asked the voice.

Malik sat responded " Anything alive and breathing..."

OCC: i gtg soon.

Malik sat responded " Anything alive and breathing..."

OCC: i gtg soon.

"Besides that, everything on this ship is dead."

Malik responded calmy as he sweated in his armor and waved his hand " Then I guess im not getting anything, even though i dont require any substanace to live for a normal life time of this speacies that I origin from, it just extends lifetime."

Malik responded calmy as he sweated in his armor and waved his hand " Then I guess im not getting anything, even though i dont require any substanace to live for a normal life time of this speacies that I origin from, it just extends lifetime."

The voice was turned off, and the trip continued, it seemed like forever, even the TV in the room was off.

Malik decided to fall asleep for awhile, he dozed off, keeping his helmet on and sitting in the corner of the room to avoid looking like he was off guard.