NationStates Jolt Archive

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.

The ship continued o move at a slow pace....

Dovenhawk nodded to Admiral Weller. "Excuse me for a moment," He muted the screen and took another call. Once again, Unit 323956 appeared. She told of the mass transportation of Berrax to the Imitators, and words of a peace treaty between Greal and the Imitators. Dovenhawk stared numbly in growing horror. "This...this is an unholy alliance!" he sputtered. "Don't they know what they're dealing with? The Imitators offered peace, and they accepted?" He shook his head wildly. "They must be run by fools and incompentants. It will only be a matter of time, now, until the Techar are just another Imitator race." He shook his head. "There's only one thing I can do. Get me in contact with Command."
XNHQ...
"Head Admiral."
"Vice Admiral Dovenhawk, you have urgent news?"
"Yes Head Admiral. I regret to inform you that the Greal government has signed a peace treaty with the Imitators permitting trade and a defense alliance, and as part of the deal they have given the Imitators over four million Berrax citizens for assimulation."
Krystal looked down, considering. "I will get into contact with the Emperor and the other Commanders. This cannot be ignored."
The meetings were long, attended by dozens of kitsune, arguing and reviewing data and speculating. Admirals, Generals, politicans, scientists and many of the like sat in rooms, convercing with each other via holograms. The Imitators were a hated race, living by killing and taking. This treaty would only serve to swell the Imitator ranks and give them new hosts and ships to use. Finally a course of action was decided on.
Formal Message to the Greal Government:
Following the treaty with the Imitators and the genocide of Berrax prisoners, the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapian withdraws it's support for the Greal Republic. The actions of the Greal government are unspeakable and crimes against nature itself. Let it be known that on this day, Year of our Lord 13 Emperor Foxfire Rose the Wise, the Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia condems the actions of the Greal government.
The Third Assault Fleet jumped out of hyperspace well outside the Nova Max system, turned around, and jumped towards a new destination.

Capitol of Greal

Ziller Remetrix and the other members of the congress laughed at the Xiscapian condemnation. The Galactic Empire was now happy that the Imitators and the Berraxs were off their back. Now they went on to bigger things.

The gray bunker building that was the XNHQ seemed to swallow the predawn light that was being cast over Rio Casa, the Xiscapian capitol. Inside, after many layers of security and several maze-like floors, was the Head Admiral's office. Up at seemingly all hours, Head Admiral Krystal slumped at her desk, half dozing. It was a pain to keep up with all the reports, and her leg was hurting worse then ever. The lack of sleep and general stress of running the Navy was taking it's toll on the young kitsune. Tommorow, or, technically, today, was to be one of her precious few days off, when her Admiral of the Fleet would take over for her temporarily. But alas, this was not to be. Straightening up as suddenly as if spoken to, Krystal typed a message. The contents dictated the Greal situation, and the destination was marked as APNHQ, or Alversian People's Naval HeadQuarters, close allies of the Xiscapians.
They would be most displeased to hear of this.
Nova Max system...
The scout ship remained cloaked, now hiding itself from the Imitators and Greali ships running though the system. Unit 323956 had strict instructions to observe trade and ships, and the Techar could do nothing about it. They knew she was out there, but exactly where they did not know, and as long as she remained in-system she could spy on them indefinitly.
Hyperspace...
Admiral Dovenhawk sat in the Command chair on the XIW Smoke. The new turn of events made him feel more depressed then ever. Friends turned to foes in an instant, millions of innocents and prisoners, slaughtered. For no reason. Xenocide was one of the Three Great Atrocities, the worse sins that a being or race of beings could commit, and that was exactly what the Techar and Imitators were doing to the Berrax.

Nova Max System

As Imitator ships were leaving, the Techar fleet looked on, looking pleased, the Berraxs may have made the Imitator's ranks bigger, but the Berraxs were gone, and so was the end to their rebellion, all that remained were 400 million prisoners of the Techars, who planned to kill them as quickly as possible....

OCC: Berrax's being added to the alliance factbook soon.

Malik stood up and talked to where the voice had come earlier " Can I ask where you are taking me?"

OCC: Berrax's being added to the alliance factbook soon.

Malik stood up and talked to where the voice had come earlier " Can I ask where you are taking me?"

"To somewhere" was the response, unknown to Malik, the Techars were taking him to one of the moons of the Greal capitol planet.

Malik replyed without emotion " That's dosnt really help m, oh well, thank you." he walked back to his corner.

Malik replyed without emotion " That's dosnt really help m, oh well, thank you." he walked back to his corner.

Once in a while, a robot guard peeked to check on him then turned away.

Malik knew this must be a far place for he had been on the ship for some time, at least a day he thought. He eyed the guards when they came in.

The huge Imitator fleet lumbered along with it's cargo of Berrax, unaware of the danger that was about to be unleashed. The Techar had a small accompanying fleet, and the exact positions of the transports with the Imitated Berrax in them were given to the Third Assault Fleet. Thus the fleet appeared suddenly behind them shields raised and guns powering up. The Xiscapians had once wiped out an entire Imitator fleet in mere minutes. They didn't seek to do the same here, pinpoint accuracy and power was needed. The ships, three Battleships, two Destroyers and three Cruiser unleashed their fire, specifically targeting the ships transporting the Berrax. A huge amount of force slammed towards them, billions of joules of energy howling though the vaccum. At the same time, a message was sent to the Greal government:
Official Message:
The Kitsune Empire of Xiscapia wishes it to be known that they officially declare war on the nations known as the Alliance of Imitated Worlds and the Greal Republic for their actions with each other and against the Berrax. You have fourty-eight hours to completly surrender to Xiscapian forces or you will be destroyed.

The transports send a urgent message back to the Xscipians.

" Present your terms..."

The huge Imitator fleet lumbered along with it's cargo of Berrax, unaware of the danger that was about to be unleashed. The Techar had a small accompanying fleet, and the exact positions of the transports with the Imitated Berrax in them were given to the Third Assault Fleet. Thus the fleet appeared suddenly behind them shields raised and guns powering up. The Xiscapians had once wiped out an entire Imitator fleet in mere minutes. They didn't seek to do the same here, pinpoint accuracy and power was needed. The ships, three Battleships, two Destroyers and three Cruiser unleashed their fire, specifically targeting the ships transporting the Berrax. A huge amount of force slammed towards them, billions of joules of energy howling though the vaccum. At the same time, a message was sent to the Greal government:

The Techar small fleet jumped out of the battle, they did not wish to be destroyed.

OOC: Its the Galactic Empire of Greal, not the Greal Republic

Malik knew this must be a far place for he had been on the ship for some time, at least a day he thought. He eyed the guards when they came in.

The guards watched, the guards looked very deadly, armed with Ion rifles and hand lasers.

Mailk would sit in his cell quietly until death took him, it wasnt because he wanted to, it was his imitator instinct to do so when these situations arose.

Mailk would sit in his cell quietly until death took him, it wasnt because he wanted to, it was his imitator instinct to do so when these situations arose.

The cargo ship finally landed on the moon, 10 robot guards came into the cell and took Malik away from the ship toward a gray building on the moon.

Maliks eyes searched the moon as he waken to the gray building.

The transports send a urgent message back to the Xscipians.

" Present your terms..."
The fire had damaged the transports, but the fleet let up once they received the message. A few moments later a message came back:
Stand down and prepare to be boarded. Release all uninfected Berrax. If you try to slip any Imitated Berrax in there, we will know, and you will pay. Once you have done this, we will take control of your ships. Place all your crew in your brigs and holding cells. You will not be harmed as long as you comply.
The fleet waited patiently, it's guns aimed at the transports.
OOC: How big is this fleet? Was it just the transports and the escorting Techar fleet?

OCC: This transport fleet contains 50 Transports. of course there were other fleets that left the system.

" All Berrax's have already been assimilated, only two transports havn't completed assimilation."

Maliks eyes searched the moon as he waken to the gray building.

The moon was a vast green plain, the gravity was a little shaky, so Malik and the robots sometimes jumped to the building.

Malik saw the entrance and looked at the robot guards, he turned and made a run for it.

Malik saw the entrance and looked at the robot guards, he turned and made a run for it.

The robot guards immediately who were holding the same guns, they fired at Malik at close range, Malik was paralyzed.

Malik lay unable to move as the gaurds took him again.

Malik lay unable to move as the gaurds took him again.

The robots took him into the building, the building was gray from the inside. They laid Malik in another cell.

Malik awoke in another cell again, his experience of being in a cell was becoming high.
OCC:gtg

Malik awoke in another cell again, his experience of being in a cell was becoming high.
OCC:gtg

The walls were soft, and he woke up chained to the wall.

OCC: This transport fleet contains 50 Transports. of course there were other fleets that left the system.

" All Berrax's have already been assimilated, only two transports havn't completed assimilation."
The reply back was quick and curt.
Then hand over the ones who have not been assimilated and follow our instructions.

APNHQ, Illesia City
Alversia

The Headquarters of the Alversian Navy was much like the rest of Illesia itself. A beautiful blend of glass, steel and stone. In front of the tall and wide building was a series of gardens and fountains that stretched for several hundred meters and surrounded by a low stone fence, patrolled by a few dozing Marines. The gardens were a rainbow of colours as Personnel from all of the Alversian Armed Forces mingled in the beautiful and peaceful surroundings of the building. It was only just after dawn but already the duties of protecting the state were being performed.

In one of the rooms within the Headquarters, the acting Grand Admiral of the APN finished one of the dozen reports that was stacked high on his desk. John Reynolds was not the Grand Admiral, the commander of the Alversian People's Navy. He was a senior Admiral sure, but the Grand Admiral had been killed in the battle with the SASM and now they were in the process of selecting a new commander.

Reynolds was meant to be Commander of the Alversian Forces on the DMZ with Danaversia and, as such, he commanded the second biggest amount of Alversian warships behind the People's Fleet. It was a job that took a phenomenal amount of patience as he had to work with his opposite number who commanded the Alumina ships on the front. Not an easy task. He had been working through the night and now he drank greedily from a cup of coffee that was perched on the edge of his desk.

There was knock on his door and as he looked up, he saw one of the Ensigns that worked in the main building enter with a new report. He groaned, although the weak, morning sunlight flooding into the office did alleviate his mood somewhat.
"Yes, Ensign?" He asked politely as he took another sip of coffee.

"An urgent message from the Xiscapian Navy, Sir. From Grand Admiral Krystal."

"I see, well then, let me see it"

The young Ensign handed the pad to the Admiral then quickly departed. John leant back in his chair as he read the report. He frowned a few time, then his mouth opened in horror as he read the final part of the report. He shook his head and picked up the Communications piece that would usually have nestled in his ear, it had been sitting on his desk but now he picked it up and tucked it into his ear,
"Sharon? Get me the Minister of Defence. I have something I think he's like to see"

Within an hour of this a message was sent across space to the Greal Republic

TO: The People and Government of the Greal Republic

We have seen the barbarous acts and atrocities committed
by the Government of the Greal Republic. The Alversian People
and Senate officially and morally condemn any and all actions
of the Greal Republic and all citizens who condone these
horrendous acts.

The Senate and People of Alversia

Head Admiral Krystal had been told of the report. She knew that, just like the Xiscapian's message, the Alversian message would be ignored. Now that the information was out there, she needed to speak with John. Personally.
Logging in, she patched though a communication hologram link to the APNHQ. When she spoke to Grand Admiral John Reynolds she would be displayed as a tiny, two inch high hologram on his desk, and he to her likewise. Her blue Head Admiral's uniform, with black stitched across it, was crisp and new-looking, even if it's wearer was not. Her black katana was slung at her side, and she idely fiddeled with the strap as she waited for the connection to go though. Reaching across hundreds of lightyears of space was not a quick or easy task.

A flicker of light appeared in John's office and he frowned at it for a few seconds until he saw the data from the projector and saw who the message was from. His own blood red tunic was pristine and new, a lone strip down the left shoulders. He stood in the right in the position and turned so that his hologram would be facing Krystal,

"Grand Admiral, good to see you again" he said with genuine warmth, "It's been a while"

Krystal smiled weakly, and so did the hologram. The last time she had seen John Reynolds had been at a funeral for a Alversian killed in the SASM war, Rear Admiral Bennett, as well as his entire family, including his children.
"Grand Admiral, it has been a while. I trust you are in good health, and have received my report?"

It was John's turn to nod grimly,
"I have. This is a nasty business, Krystal, I trust you have been in contact with the Government?"

Above all things, the Alversians believed in the freedom of all peoples. This, to them, amounted to nothing less than genocide. Something they could not allow.

Krystal sighed as she got down to business. "That is perhaps one of the most disturbing things in the entire matter. The Galactic Empire of Greal is headed by a human President, one Rollins Dallix. When Vice Admiral Dovenhawk spoke to him about the mass murder of civilians, the President said he would do his best to stop them. However, even as he said so another nuke launched and struck a city, killing millions. It was then that the Vice Admiral realized the President was a puppet, a fake head of state to hide the real power: The Senate. Greal's population is overwhelmingly Techar, eighty percent of the population, with humans as six percent and Berrax as the remaining thirteen, with one percent as various aliens. The Techar are sentient descendants of the common ant and housefly, but they are not a collective, all individuals, and have no queen. Strangely, the Berrax look exactly like xenomorphs, but are also sentient and unbound by a queen, possessing none of the mindless brutality of the xenomorphs we know. But I digress. Humans are the wealthiest and most influential of the Greal races, and most of the rich, Admirals and Generals and Commanders in the armed forces are humans. However, the Techar essentially control the government, doing what the Techar, not the humans or the Berrax, want. The Government has entirely ignored our message, but we have no word on their response to our declaration of war. the Imitators and the Techar have opened trade with each other, and their first shipment was several million Berrax to the Imitators. Even now a fleet is attempting to recover the last of the Berrax before they are assimilated. But I fear we are too late: Only four million Berrax remain on Nova Max, their home planet. The rest have either been killed in the war or been taken by the Imitators. Their race is almost extinct."

John listened to the report in horror and shook his head when it ended,
"Are Berrax open to negotiation? It may be necessary to land a few Regiments to secure their safety. How willing would they be to be evacuated from the planet altogether if their situation became untenable?" Alversia could not watch this and allow it to continue. They had proven before that they were willing to die for other race's freedom and it had earned them respect across the galaxy. Now they would be ready to do it again.

Krystal shook her head sadly. "We do not know. All communications have been jammed or destroyed, we cannot make contact. We beleive many of the prisoners on Nova Max are civilians, and the Techar plan to execute them. Only four million out of a population that used to number in the billions. Our scout will land and attempt to rally the prisoners to escape, or at least hold out until friendly forces arrive. We must save them. It must be our primary objective, otherwise all is lost for the Berrax. How soon can you assemble your forces? We already have a fleet en route, but they will need back-up."
OOC: Gotta go.

Reynolds thought for a few moments as he ran through in his mind all the ships and Forces that would be available for such a mission. After a while he nodded a few times,
"We have a small part of the People's Fleet in the area on exercises. If you want, I could divert them to provide assistance. The Army will take longer to mobilise I'm afraid" He said grimly, "And the forces number only a dozen ships"

"That amount is larger then the fleet we currently have there, a mere ten ships, and one is non-combatent anyway, with two companies of mecha and a brigade of XGA infantry. The forces were sent expecting to aide, not to fight an entire war by themselves. Unfortunatly, until the Rebellion matter is solved, we cannot divert more ships or troops. Send your fleet if you can Admiral. Time is running out."
Even as Krystal spoke she typed without looking with her other hand, orders to go to Dovenhawk to be relayed to Unit 323956.
Nova Max system...
The scout ship hung just outside of orbit of Nova Max, watching and recording the traffic in the system. Unit 323956 directly accessed her uplink with the ship as the orders came though. The scout powered up and, still cloaked, dove though the atmosphere towards where the android knew the last of the Berrax were being held.

The Berraxs were being herded together by Techar battle robots and Techar troops dressed in suits. They were heading to Techar ships that would take them back to the prisons on the moons. The Berraxs looked depressed by all that happened to them, they had suffered Imitator attacks, nuclear attacks, and Techar troops shooting them if they refuse to walk.

The scout appeared above the main body of Berrx being herded by the Techar. A loud, mechanical voice echoed across the crowd:
"Techar soldiers, lay down your weapons and back away from the Berrax. Failure to do so will result in your destruction. You have ten seconds to comply."

The Techar troops moved on as if they did not hear the scout ship, suddenly 3 Panther Class Scout/Patrol ships came out of the space and fired on the scout ship........

(They are armed with Neutron Blasters)

Unit 323956 calmly moved her ship in a barrel roll away from the blasts, turning apparently effortlessly to face her attackers. The forward laser cannons lit up in a display of red light as crimsion bolts of energy slammed towards the three ships. While not really powerful, the lasers could blow infantry apart and do a significant amount of damage to ships under gunboat size, specifically fighters. The scouts weren't fighters, but they were close enough. At the same time the ship appeared to rain little metal balls onto the ranks of the Techar. When they hit they popped open and were revealed to be tiny spider-like robots (http://www.quantumcathedral.com/images/SPIDERBOT207.jpg), each armed with a triple repeating blaster on their backs. While generally ineffective against any kind of sheilding, and only armor penetrating at extremely close range, the bots scaled Techar soldiers, blasting them at point-blank range as they scurried. Several hundred were unleashed, crawling between the legs of the Techar and blasting them from the ground, or stubbornly latching on and shooting a soldier until he toppled. A single shot from most any weapon would destroy them, but the robots were fast and unpredictable, as well as deadly if they could get in a shot in a critical area, and absolutly lethal if they ganged up on a single soldier.

At the same time that the Scout ship was distracting the patrol ships, an Alversian fleet arrived in the system. They had been on routine exercises nearby until an order from APNHQ had told them to divert to this area for a rescue and humanitarian mission,
The Dreadnought APS Castiron lead the way with the dreadnought, APS Cashmere and the Battlecruiser APS Feline forming the main nucleas of the fleet. They were joined by another 4 Cruisers and 5 Destroyers.
They appeared near the surface and repeated the order to the scout ship,

"Techar soldiers, lay down your weapons and back away from the Berrax. Failure to do so will result in your destruction. You have ten seconds to comply."

The two transports carry's uninfected ships beamed there organic cargo over to the Xiscapian's. The rest of the transports awaited instructions.

Cryoartica

Many transports of Berrax's had arrived including the main attack fleet which had retreated back, they were immediatly put into varius branches, ground, space, and other areas of work. Berrax's had proved to be great combat engineers and this is where they were used to the highest degree of effectiveness.

OOC: How many uninfected Berrax have been beamed aboard?
OOC2: Check TGs.
IC:
The surviving Berrax were immediatly beamed over to the Medical Ship Spirit. There medical teams, even with their limited knowledge (virtually nonexistant) of Berrax anatomy and customs, would tend to them. The warships continued to point their weapons at the Imitator ships, and now sent another message:
Imitator forces, you are hereby prisoners of war, POWs. Remove all your crew from their stations and place them in the brig of your respective ships. If any crewmember is left outside once the boarding teams beam aboard, they will be killed. We are taking command of your ships. And attempt to resist will be met with deadly force.

OOC: How many uninfected Berrax have been beamed aboard?
OOC2: Check TGs.
IC:
The surviving Berrax were immediatly beamed over to the Medical Ship Spirit. There medical teams, even with their limited knowledge (virtually nonexistant) of Berrax anatomy and customs, would tend to them. The warships continued to point their weapons at the Imitator ships, and now sent another message:

There word was taken seriously as the Imitators were put into there own brigs by beaming proccess, they awaited there captors.

OCC: link didnt work.
OCC: 10,000

OOC: I'll try sending you the link again.
OOC2: Check your Imitator Factbook
IC:
On each of the transports ten Marines beamed aboard onto the bridge. The ships had been thoughly scanned, and the results showed all biological matter was in the brigs. They took up positions, putting a number of rather lethal defenses up on the bridge, and highjacked the ships. The transports would be an asset to the XIN, giving them a better understanding of the Imitators in general, as well as providing them with valuable, strange Imitator technology.
Spirit...
The ship was quickly swamped by the enormous amount of survivors, and they were forced to spill over onto the Carrier Ritual. Entirely unfamiliar with the Berrax, the kitsune kept a distance, aside from medical staff and Ambassadors.

Cell(techar controlled)

Malik crawled around the room, trying to find a weak point.

Imitator transport brig

One of the few Xscpian imitators ever in the Alliance sat in the brig of one of the ship's transports. She was dressed in Imitator armor that was styled for her race. It was a chrome plated, sleek and tight Samuri suit that she wore, her hair was dyed teal and she had lost her katana( a common imitator made one) and her plasm-ray rifle. She stared at her captors with interest, feeling she knew them somehow.

The Marines were horrified at the sight of a kitsune Imitator, disgusted and repulsed. Fortunatly for them their experssions were hidden behind their black and blue colored helmets. They had somehow managed to get a very few Xiscapian and Alversian Imitators, how they did not know. The number of Imitators from the Allies could be counted on one hand, nearly all of them having been killed at the battle for the Anibet colony, also known as the Haven Conflict. There the Imitators had landed an agent who had swiftly infected the entire population of the colony, some eighty thousand Alversians and Xiscapians. A XIW Cruiser had investigated and called upon a small fleet, led by the heros from the SASM war, none other then the halfbreeds Sasha and Ashe. There they had wiped out the Imitators, destroying them with less then two dozen combined casualties. But eighty thousand innocent men, women, children, kits and kitsune had lost their lives because of the Imitators. The Empire had secretly degreed that any and all Imitators were to be destroyed on contact.

OCC: you can make up her name and such.

Transport 26
The Imitator Kitsune reached inside her armor and threw the guards dog tags from her past, when she was a Xscapian soldier. She walked up to the front of the plasma bars and her mouth gaped slightly as she tried to seduce the guards. her hair waved slightly and her slender body moved with ease, her fangs glinted white as pearls.

Three Marines were guarding the prisoners, and the first caught the dogtags in a guantleted fist, turning them over. On the other side they read, engraved in the metal:
Sergeant Konoko
Seriel Number 236881
Xiscapian Grand Army, Communications
This Xiscapian had been one of the ones at the infamous battle of Haven, but as an Imitator, not a XGA soldier. She had been one of the ones manning the communications post during the attack, a prime target for the Imitators as they did not want anyone calling for help. She was not recognized, of course, anyone who knew her was probably dead, but she was, nevertheless, a soldier. The Marines regarded her silently, watching.

Konoko spoke to the soldiers in a soft voice. " Hello, I am Sgt.Konoko, I order you to release me."

The Marines did not speak, ignoring her, or so it seemed. But really a ferice anger was burning in their hearts, that this should happen to anyone, that a monstrosity like the Imitators shouls exist. The same one who had caught the dogtags leveled his blaster and fired a stunner round, which hit "Sergeant Konoko" square in the chest, throwing her back several feet to lie still against the wall.
OOC: Gotta go.

Konoko lay motionless on the ground for sometime, before getting back up and licking her lips at the soldier, wiping some blood of her upper lip.

Unit 323956 calmly moved her ship in a barrel roll away from the blasts, turning apparently effortlessly to face her attackers. The forward laser cannons lit up in a display of red light as crimsion bolts of energy slammed towards the three ships. While not really powerful, the lasers could blow infantry apart and do a significant amount of damage to ships under gunboat size, specifically fighters. The scouts weren't fighters, but they were close enough. At the same time the ship appeared to rain little metal balls onto the ranks of the Techar. When they hit they popped open and were revealed to be tiny spider-like robots (http://www.quantumcathedral.com/images/SPIDERBOT207.jpg), each armed with a triple repeating blaster on their backs. While generally ineffective against any kind of sheilding, and only armor penetrating at extremely close range, the bots scaled Techar soldiers, blasting them at point-blank range as they scurried. Several hundred were unleashed, crawling between the legs of the Techar and blasting them from the ground, or stubbornly latching on and shooting a soldier until he toppled. A single shot from most any weapon would destroy them, but the robots were fast and unpredictable, as well as deadly if they could get in a shot in a critical area, and absolutly lethal if they ganged up on a single soldier.

Luckily, the Techars were not marching in lines , but they were separated and the Berraxs panicked at the sight of the foreign ships, and Techar troops began opening fire, even though some were already taken down by the robots. Suddenly, as the sky was full of the Alversian ships, the Techar troops bolted away, as a Techar fleet appeared. It was the main battle fleet of 1 Mobias Class Super Battleship and a hundred other ships. It sent a message to the Alversian ships.

"Intruders, may we ask why are you in Techar space?"

Cell(techar controlled)

Malik crawled around the room, trying to find a weak point.



The room was heavily guarded with the 10 robots. the wall had no weak spots.

Unit 323956 watched as the Techar scattered, obviously distressed by the arrival of the Alversian fleet. Her sensors had picked up the fleet's appearance, and now also told her of a huge Techar fleet, most of their Navy, had entered the system. They had very little time. There was too many Berrax, they couldn't hope to transport them all, not with the fleet they had here. Still hovering over the Berrax and a few dead Techar soldiers, the scout broadcasted via loudspeaker in Common to the Berrax:
"Berrax, we are here to save you. You must escape into the countryside of this planet and hide. Do not go to any cities or military bases. Follow this ship!"
The little spider bots were relentlessly pursuing the fleeing Techar soldiers, about three hundred swarming over the land. They would buy the time needed for the Berrax to escape. The Alversian fleet was a battle fleet, full of warships, not a colony or transport fleet, which was what was needed to transport the surviving Berrax. But even a dozen Alversian ships couldn't possibly hope to fight off over a hundred Techar ships.

The Alversian fleet turned to face the Techar fleet. They so heavily outnumbered it was ridiculous. Of the dozen Alversian ships, only four could be relied upon to hold a battle line, the three Dreadnoughts and one Battlecruiser. While APN Training, their advanced ships and powerful weapons would allow them to take at three enemy ships on at once and win, this was ridiculous. Even the most advanced ship would still be outgunned by a superbattleship.

A message was sent back to the Techar
We are here on a mission of exploration. We found this planet and were
curious. We are a part of the Alversian Deep Space Fleet on recon duties to
see what is beyond our borders

It was bull of course, but they had no way of knowing that...

Unit 323956 sent a encrypted, untacable message to the Alversian fleet:
This is Unit 323956, Xiscapian diplomatic android. I am on planet with some four million newly freed Berrax prisoners. Can you take on any of them?

OOC: My Fleet or Greal's fleets?

OOC: Yours.
IC:
Space...
The engines in the fifty transports rumbled as they moved out. The monsterious ships had been fully captured, and now that they were out of Imitator hands something useful could be done with them. Before jumping, however, the vent systems used to eject Imitator cells into prisoners were located. The cells were destroyed and replaced with the anti-Imitator biological agent the Xiscapians had developed. They "gassed" the prisoner Imitators, the gray, smokish substance sprawing over them, killing all those it contacted instantly and washing the strange Imitator symbiotes from the host bodies. All that was left after the process was a corpse, which were flushed out into space, left to drift eternally in the cold void. The vaccated space would be used to transport the Berrax on Nova Max.
If the fleet could get there in time.
Fifty transports added and no battle casualties, the Xiscapian Third Assault Fleet jumped.

Imitators fell by the dozens in the transports, a few, including Konoko lived till the last, her body trying to become resistant, but ultimately she sagged against a wall and fell to her butt. Her eyes kept staring at the soldiers as her mouth hung slightly.

OOC: I see,

The Alversian fleet did have room for some of the Refugees, but not all of them, not by a long way.

We can only take 100,000 if badly needed, that's all our
ships can hold safely and even then if we are destroyed, the
casualties will be immense

Despite being a message of text, not words, and the sender being an android, it still managed to sound grim:
Then you will need to hold them off for as long as possible, preferrably without fighting. Xiscapian reinforcements and trasports are on their way, but they are still several minutes out.
Transport 26...
One of the Marines nodded as the first pocketed the dogtags. "And good riddance."
OOC: NC, are you ever going to reply in the Guardians thread?

The Alversian fleet turned to face the Techar fleet. They so heavily outnumbered it was ridiculous. Of the dozen Alversian ships, only four could be relied upon to hold a battle line, the three Dreadnoughts and one Battlecruiser. While APN Training, their advanced ships and powerful weapons would allow them to take at three enemy ships on at once and win, this was ridiculous. Even the most advanced ship would still be outgunned by a superbattleship.

A message was sent back to the Techar
We are here on a mission of exploration. We found this planet and were
curious. We are a part of the Alversian Deep Space Fleet on recon duties to
see what is beyond our borders

It was bull of course, but they had no way of knowing that...

The admiral Looked blank at first at the message, he knew the Alversians were allied with the Xiscapians.

We request that you leave this area at once. This is part of the Glalactic Empire of Greal, and you are intruding.

We can hold for several minutes, but we are heavily
outgunned. The Berrax need to be ready for immediate
evacuation, we don't have time to wait for them

The Alversian fleet at the same time began to deploy into a battle formation, the battle-ships formed in the centre and the cruisers on the flanks. The Destroyers headed closer to the surface where they could beam the refugees up with more ease as well as quicker.

We can hold for several minutes, but we are heavily
outgunned. The Berrax need to be ready for immediate
evacuation, we don't have time to wait for them

The Alversian fleet at the same time began to deploy into a battle formation, the battle-ships formed in the centre and the cruisers on the flanks. The Destroyers headed closer to the surface where they could beam the refugees up with more ease as well as quicker.

Berraxs were running everywhere, some panicked and bolted for the tunnels underground, while others ran after the Techars. Some heard the scout ship's message and headed after the ship.

The Admiral was more and more aware of the events. A Alversian fleet was right in Techarian space, and they can't even pull out in the face of a Massive Techar fleet.

Negative, I see your moving the Destroyers into position. Save them in case there's a fight, if a battle breaks out the Berrax are doomed anyway. Conserve your forces, Admiral.
The scout herded the Berrax in the opposite direction of the waiting Techar transports, a flood of black and red xenomorph-like bodies washing across the volcanic landscape. The transports would need to come in fast to transport the Berrax. Unit 323956 noted the scouts which had been attacking her had vanished as quickly as they had come, probably up into space to join the Techar fleet.

The scout herded the Berrax in the opposite direction of the waiting Techar transports, a flood of black and red xenomorph-like bodies washing across the volcanic landscape. The transports would need to come in fast to transport the Berrax. Unit 323956 noted the scouts which had been attacking her had vanished as quickly as they had come, probably up into space to join the Techar fleet.

Now, the standard fighter of the Techar fleet went after the scout ship. A dozen of them aimed their anti-matter torpedoes.......

OOC: BTW, my messages are encrypted, you can't break them without the codes and, seeing as we've never even met, that is impossible.

The Destroyers will be mincemeat to a battle fleet. I am conserving my
Destroyers by placing them close to the surface. If need be, they can
gun it out of the way

At the same time, the message from the Greal was received and the Alversians sent a diplomatic response,

Intruding? Our most severe apologies, we had no idea that this area was off
limits, we assumed it was a part of the system nearby. The Muntar System
is only 5 light years from here and contains a variety of planets including
a large red dwarf that looks as though it could yield some fascinating
minerals. Do you have any data on the giant? We would be most
grateful for any assistance

The Alversians had given a politician's answer. Smile, nod, then answer a completely different question. The Alversian fleet had not moved, but for the moment, they were doing no wrong.

OOC: BTW, my messages are encrypted, you can't break them without the codes and, seeing as we've never even met, that is impossible.

The Destroyers will be mincemeat to a battle fleet. I am conserving my
Destroyers by placing them close to the surface. If need be, they can
gun it out of the way

At the same time, the message from the Greal was received and the Alversians sent a diplomatic response,

Intruding? Our most severe apologies, we had no idea that this area was off
limits, we assumed it was a part of the system nearby. The Muntar System
is only 5 light years from here and contains a variety of planets including
a large red dwarf that looks as though it could yield some fascinating
minerals. Do you have any data on the giant? We would be most
grateful for any assistance

The Alversians had given a politician's answer. Smile, nod, then answer a completely different question. The Alversian fleet had not moved, but for the moment, they were doing no wrong.


The admiral was getting impatient, his fleet was 10 times bigger, but he still stayed where he was.

We have no data on the Muntar System. Like we said, you have no permission to be in this area, and we would like you to leave.

OOC: BTW, my messages are encrypted, you can't break them without the codes and, seeing as we've never even met, that is impossible.

The Destroyers will be mincemeat to a battle fleet. I am conserving my
Destroyers by placing them close to the surface. If need be, they can
gun it out of the way

At the same time, the message from the Greal was received and the Alversians sent a diplomatic response,

Intruding? Our most severe apologies, we had no idea that this area was off
limits, we assumed it was a part of the system nearby. The Muntar System
is only 5 light years from here and contains a variety of planets including
a large red dwarf that looks as though it could yield some fascinating
minerals. Do you have any data on the giant? We would be most
grateful for any assistance

The Alversians had given a politician's answer. Smile, nod, then answer a completely different question. The Alversian fleet had not moved, but for the moment, they were doing no wrong.


The admiral was getting impatient, his fleet was 10 times bigger, but he still stayed where he was.

We have no data on the Muntar System. Like we said, you have no permission to be in this area, and we would like you to leave.

Unit 323956 considered. The Berrax had no weapons, they couldn't help her, and she couldn't call on the Alversians for assistance. The scout was no match for a dozen fighters, it could outfight two, maybe three in the hands of the android, but not a dozen. Spitting the probes out of the cannons, they formed a screen, broadcasting insanely. They distacted the missiles into hitting them instead of the scout, which was backing away via it's thrusters, firing it's cannons at the fighters as they swooped down.

Leave? Of course, we have no right to be here,
indeed, the Alversian Military Code expressly forbids from
entering Sovereign territory without the permission of the
owner, who would be you, I presume? As I was saying
we are not allowed in this area unless you give us
premission. You have not given us permission
so we are not allowed to be here under Order 21 but that is
only for the People's Navy as in the People's Army, Order 21
says that Looters will be shot, which is not much use to us
as you can imagine.

The Dreadnoughts could certainly out-gun anything in the Greal fleet but not in the numbers that were here. The Admiral was desperately trying to buy time. If the Greal Admiral was smart and wanted to avoid a full on war with the People's Republic and her allies, he would play by the rules of diplomacy.

Unit 323956 considered. The Berrax had no weapons, they couldn't help her, and she couldn't call on the Alversians for assistance. The scout was no match for a dozen fighters, it could outfight two, maybe three in the hands of the android, but not a dozen. Spitting the probes out of the cannons, they formed a screen, broadcasting insanely. They distacted the missiles into hitting them instead of the scout, which was backing away via it's thrusters, firing it's cannons at the fighters as they swooped down.

One of the fighters moved too slowly and became debris, the torpedoes were fired, and some of the torpedoes were immediately distracted. The fighters as they moved closer, opened fire on the scout ship. Some of the berraxs below managed to grab some weapons from the Techar troops that ran off and fired and destroyed another fighter.

Leave? Of course, we have no right to be here,
indeed, the Alversian Military Code expressly forbids from
entering Sovereign territory without the permission of the
owner, who would be you, I presume? As I was saying
we are not allowed in this area unless you give us
premission. You have not given us permission
so we are not allowed to be here under Order 21 but that is
only for the People's Navy as in the People's Army, Order 21
says that Looters will be shot, which is not much use to us
as you can imagine.

The Dreadnoughts could certainly out-gun anything in the Greal fleet but not in the numbers that were here. The Admiral was desperately trying to buy time. If the Greal Admiral was smart and wanted to avoid a full on war with the People's Republic and her allies, he would play by the rules of diplomacy.

Exactly, now you must leave, before we get on to other things, surely you do not want a war with the Galactic Empire.

The admiral was in no mood to start a war, then again, he was in no mood to argue with the Alversians.

The scout flew a spiral away, ducking down and coming up from below at the fighters, lasers blazing in a tight manuver no human could have pulled off. Two fighters down, ten to go. The control board in the ship beeped and if Unit 323956 could have breathed a sigh of relief, she would have. The Xiscapian Fleet was here.
Space...
On the opposite side of the planet, away from the Alversian and Techar fleets, the Xiscapian fleet appeared. The fifty transports immediatly headed down to the surface, covered by the warship's guns. Landing, they opened and the Berrax ran in, thousands upons thousands pouring inside.

We do not want a war and, indeed, despite our obvious presence
the Alversian people prefer diplomacy to fighting. We are merely
here to make sure that everyone sticks to the rules that
everyone lays down. War is not a nice thing, Admiral, as we
can testify. We were nearly destroyed a while back by a
menace known as the SASM. I don't think they reached your space
but they took a billion lives before we could defeat them. That was
more a war of survival whereas the war you are proposing would
look foolish in the history books would it not? Maybe it wouldn't
but I am saying that maybe peace is more preferable than fighting.
We are here for a good reason if you would let us explain.

The Admiral gave a small internal chuckle. When he retired, perhaps he could run for the Senate? He certainly had the flair for the language although the rest of his Senators would probably find his tongue twisters tedious. Ah well, got to do something.

The scout flew a spiral away, ducking down and coming up from below at the fighters, lasers blazing in a tight manuver no human could have pulled off. Two fighters down, ten to go. The control board in the ship beeped and if Unit 323956 could have breathed a sigh of relief, she would have. The Xiscapian Fleet was here.
Space...
On the opposite side of the planet, away from the Alversian and Techar fleets, the Xiscapian fleet appeared. The fifty transports immediatly headed down to the surface, covered by the warship's guns. Landing, they opened and the Berrax ran in, thousands upons thousands pouring inside.

The Techar fleet, decided to strike at the transports. Hundreds of Techar fighters poured out of the ships and flew directly at the transports. The largest warship in the area, approached the transports......

We do not want a war and, indeed, despite our obvious presence
the Alversian people prefer diplomacy to fighting. We are merely
here to make sure that everyone sticks to the rules that
everyone lays down. War is not a nice thing, Admiral, as we
can testify. We were nearly destroyed a while back by a
menace known as the SASM. I don't think they reached your space
but they took a billion lives before we could defeat them. That was
more a war of survival whereas the war you are proposing would
look foolish in the history books would it not? Maybe it wouldn't
but I am saying that maybe peace is more preferable than fighting.
We are here for a good reason if you would let us explain.

The Admiral gave a small internal chuckle. When he retired, perhaps he could run for the Senate? He certainly had the flair for the language although the rest of his Senators would probably find his tongue twisters tedious. Ah well, got to do something.

Meanwhile on the other Mobias Class Superbattleship, the admiral was calm now, he knew why the Alversian fleet was here, it was to distract the Techar fleet, he quickly called for the largest Greal fleet in the area, the Home Fleet.

You care to tell us why you lied about being here? We know you are the Xiscapian's allies.

Actually, we were telling the truth. The Muntar system is indeed, only
5 light years from here and we were there for a fortnight collecting
data. Although we are Xiscapia's allies and you are right to assume
we are here to help them. Thanks for your time. Gentlemen, all the
best. A good guest knows when he has outstayed his welcome

The Alversian fleet turned heel and darted towards the Xiscapian fleet. It was heavier than their own vessels and hopefully, both combined would be enough to ensure they held on until the survivors could be loaded. The Alversian Destroyers swept through the lower atmosphere, generating earthquakes with her bulk but also beaming aboard groups of Berrax who were too far away from the transports. They were escorted by Fighters, as was the fleet and now the fighters formed a rear-guard, facing the enemy.

As the fighters poured out of the sky more ships began to pour on top of them. But these were not Techar fighters, these were Xiscapian ones. Coming up on the six of the Techar, their cannons blazed as they ripped though the enemy fighters, giving them something else to think about aside from strafing helpless Berrax and destroying transports. As the Techar warships turned to fly to the other side of Nova Max the little Xiscapian fleet, even smaller and lesser armed then the Alversian one, grimly prepared to do battle. The first of the transports lifted off, eighty thousand Berrax souls aboard.

As the fighters poured out of the sky more ships began to pour on top of them. But these were not Techar fighters, these were Xiscapian ones. Coming up on the six of the Techar, their cannons blazed as they ripped though the enemy fighters, giving them something else to think about aside from strafing helpless Berrax and destroying transports. As the Techar warships turned to fly to the other side of Nova Max the little Xiscapian fleet, even smaller and lesser armed then the Alversian one, grimly prepared to do battle. The first of the transports lifted off, eighty thousand Berrax souls aboard.

Techar troops on the ground suddenly struck they fired into groups of Berraxs, paralyzing of killing Berraxs. Thousands panicked and ran for their lives into the deserts and volcanoes of the planet.

The Mobias Class SuperBattleship

"lasers charged?" asked the admiral

"Yes sir."

"Cannons ready?" asked the admiral.

"Megabolt cannons ready, along with the hell fire torpedoes."said the aide.

"Send the message."

"Xiscapians and Alversians, we do not wish to make war with you. Please, drop those Berraxs back down to the planet and withdraw and we will not attack you. We should work together to kill the Imitators."

As soon as the Techar troops showed themselves, XH-133 heavy fighter swooped down to saturate their positions with rockets and heavy laser fire. The Destroyers were able to pick up most of the groups fleeing to the mountains.

Meanwhile, outside the planet's atmosphere, the Alversian fleet now deployed alongside their counterparts, still protected by a line of fighters between them and the Greal Fleet.
The Admiral snorted and sent a message to the Greal,
You are willing to send these people to their deaths by a race
you are equally willing to destroy? You obviously don't know the
Alversians. We are not leaving until the last Berrax has been
evacuated from the surface. Then we shall leave in peace.

As the Techar troops attacked patrols swooped down, hovering over them and raining down lasers and missiles, killing the Techar or forcing them to take cover. Another ship lifted, and then another, even as some of the Berrax ran for it. Alversian beams were directed at the Stunned Berrax to be transported aboard.
"Xiscapians and Alversians, we do not wish to make war with you. Please, drop those Berraxs back down to the planet and withdraw and we will not attack you. We should work together to kill the Imitators."
This was interesting.
Perhaps we can negotiate. Withdraw your ground troops and allow us to transport the Berrax into our fleet. Withdraw all your forces, and we will not fire upon you. We do not wish to fight you, only to prevent innocent Berrax and POWs from being killed and destroying the Imitators. If you do as we ask, perhaps we can go to the table of diploamcy.

Fine, we will withdraw all our forces, but this planet however must not be colonized by your forces. Sider Remetrix will be willing to meet your diplomats. We have Berraxs on our homeworlds anyway.

The Techar fighters headed back to the Techar ships.

The Alversian ships remained where they were, on red alert while their fighters pulled back slightly but continued to circle their fleet menacingly, like small insects preparing to defend the Queen. However, on the surface, the Destroyers were loaded and now they pulled up to join the rest of the ships, transfer their passengers to the Transports and add their weight to the fleet. Even if it was only 5 ships.

Nova Max

Another fleet appeared, the admiral was surprised, then he remembered that he ordered the Home fleet here, the Home fleet had 170 vessels. Plus 200 support vessels. This was a large percentage of the Techar fleet. The admiral however did not attack, now the Home fleet joined the existing fleet already there.

Two cargo ships and one Shredder frigate exited out of hyperspace.

" Alliance trade vessles have arrived at the said destination of "Galactic Empire of Greal", awaiting orders."

The vessles noticed the Xscapian and Alversian ships and went on blue alert.

" Warning "Galactic Empire of Greal" Xscapian and Alversian vessles in your sector, advise raising shields and weapons."

A message was sent back to the Imitator ships.

"Our alert is already very high and shields are at its highest."

The fighters withdrew as the Techar fighters did, escorting the transports up into space. In minutes the transports had been fully loaded and lifted off into the sky, leaving behind only dead Techar, dead Berrax, and the burned debries of Techar fighters. Forming into the fleet, the fifty transports waited in space, a cargo of four million Berrax prisoners supported between them. Like the Alversians, the Xiscapian fighters and patrols circled their fleet, keeping a constant vigilante around the Xiscapian ships, especially the transports. In the warships the shields and weapons continued to hold on maximum. If it came to a fight, all they could do was flee.
The Fleet noticed the Imitator vessals and marked their location.
To the Techar fleet:
We will meet via a holographic conference between ourselves, the Alversians, and you. There we will negotiate the war and the Berrax.
The resident diplomat from the XIW Smoke was brought to the bridge. He was silver furred with laughing orange eyes and long brown hair, looking to be in his mid thirties. Clad in the black and purple robes of the Xiscapian Diplomatic Corps, the Ambassador waited patiently for a uplink to be established. A white katana sword hung at his side and his hands were folded inside his robes.

Sider Remetrix got ready for the meeting also. As a Techar, he did not like the Berraxs, or the Imitators for that matter, but now he had to meet with the Alversians and the Xiscapians.

OOC: Is a holographic conference like a video conference?

One of the shredder frigates was busy trying to hack into Xscipian and Alverisan communications.

On board the Castiron, the Communications Officer was busy setting up the conference when she turned and signaled to the Admiral,
"Someone's trying to bypass our security codes" She said, pointing to her screen. The Admiral smiled,
"Well then, let's help them along"

The C.O smiled and typed a new command into the console, The result would be a feedback pulse that would short out at least console and give an imitator the shock of their lives.

On board one of the shredder frigates a Swarmite was clicking his wings when he was hit by a jolt of electricty. The other shredders chose to join in on the hacking proccess, three vessles were trying as hard as they could, they now tried hitting Greal systems to get within whatever they were up to.

On board one of the shredder frigates a Swarmite was clicking his wings when he was hit by a jolt of electricty. The other shredders chose to join in on the hacking proccess, three vessles were trying as hard as they could, they now tried hitting Greal systems to get within whatever they were up to.

"Sir, someone is trying to hack into our systems."said one of the aides

"Firewalls on." said another aide

"Let them try, they will have to wait 20 years before breaking into that."

"Sir."
Dovenhawk turned from where he stood as the uplink connected. "What is it?"
The Bridge Officer was typing rapidly into the console before him. "Vice Admiral, someone is attempting to bypass our security and hack into our communications."
"You know what to do. Give them the big S."
"My pleasure, Sir."
The "big S" stood for "Big Sewage." The one who was trying to hack into the Xiscapian system would have their computer signal directed back to them, along with a few extra passengers. Viruses would infect the host computer, randomly shutting it down and erasing vital files. Spam would leak to any computers connected with the infected one, bringing up the most disgusting advertising and annoying text boxes the Xiscapians knew of. In the meantime the link was established and there was a hum and a ghostly echo across space as the onboard computer communicator reached out to interface with the Techar one.
OOC: Yes, Greal, this is a holopgraphic conference, meaning that everyone will appear to everyone else as holograms of varying sizes.

The viruses currupted the computers systems and screwd them over. The erased viles were quickly brought back by Alliance Collective files, the files were simply downloaded back into the computers after letting the virus erase all of them. They would not let it happen again.

"Sir."
Dovenhawk turned from where he stood as the uplink connected. "What is it?"
The Bridge Officer was typing rapidly into the console before him. "Vice Admiral, someone is attempting to bypass our security and hack into our communications."
"You know what to do. Give them the big S."
"My pleasure, Sir."
The "big S" stood for "Big Sewage." The one who was trying to hack into the Xiscapian system would have their computer signal directed back to them, along with a few extra passengers. Viruses would infect the host computer, randomly shutting it down and erasing vital files. Spam would leak to any computers connected with the infected one, bringing up the most disgusting advertising and annoying text boxes the Xiscapians knew of. In the meantime the link was established and there was a hum and a ghostly echo across space as the onboard computer communicator reached out to interface with the Techar one.
OOC: Yes, Greal, this is a holopgraphic conference, meaning that everyone will appear to everyone else as holograms of varying sizes.

Sider Remetrix was ready for the conference, he appeared on screen.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, kinda sleepy for waking up early

Until the Imitators deployed a countervirus or found some way of deleting the elusive program, the stubborn virus would continue to delete their files and spam their computers. Even now it was producing copies of itself to send to other host computers. If given the chance, it would infect the entire AIW network, including the back-ups, and erase files by the millions.

The viruses currupted the computers systems and screwd them over. The erased viles were quickly brought back by Alliance Collective files, the files were simply downloaded back into the computers after letting the virus erase all of them. They would not let it happen again.

Meanwhile, 1 Striker Class Battleship, the Super, plus a couple of other cruisers and frigates were approaching the Shredder frigates.

The Alversian Admiral also appeared on screen. He was tall, blonde and also slightly tanned, showing he came from the south of the planet. He was also quite muscular and he wore the blood red tunic of the APN with golden clasps on each shoulder to indicate his rank. He looked at the Greal and smiled
"Nice to see you again" He said cheerfully.

The ships shut down to stop the virus and began to retreat through hyperspace in seperate directions.

The Alversian Admiral also appeared on screen. He was tall, blonde and also slightly tanned, showing he came from the south of the planet. He was also quite muscular and he wore the blood red tunic of the APN with golden clasps on each shoulder to indicate his rank. He looked at the Greal and smiled
"Nice to see you again" He said cheerfully.

"Good to see you too.' said Sider Remetrix, aware that he looked like a giantic insect.

Sider Remetrix was ready for the conference, he appeared on screen.
The Ambassador appeared along with the Alversian, black and purple contrasting with the bright red. He bowed. "Fellow representatives, I am Ambassador Si. Pleased to make your acquientance."
As Ambassador Si was "plugged in" to the holo conference via neural nodes, Vice Admiral Dovenhawk noted the Imitator withdrawl.

The Ambassador appeared along with the Alversian, black and purple contrasting with the bright red. He bowed. "Fellow representatives, I am Ambassador Si. Pleased to make your acquientance."
As Ambassador Si was "plugged in" to the holo conference via neural nodes, Vice Admiral Dovenhawk noted the Imitator withdrawl.

"I am Sider Remetrix, as you know." said Sider, he was dressed in a Green Military suit.

The Alversian Admiral nodded in greeting,
"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Ambassador Si. I am Admiral Michael Collins of the Alversian People's Starship Castiron. Nice to meet you all under such circumstances" He said, the Greal Admiral, reminded him so much of an insect it was uncanny.

The ships shut down to stop the virus and began to retreat through hyperspace in seperate directions.

The Techar ships headed back to the main fleet, their purpose was to scare them away.

Ambassador Si nodded to his fellow diplomats. "Let's get down to business, shall we? First and formost, the situation concerning the Berrax. The Empire, and I think I can speak for the People's Republic as well when I say this," he nodded to Admiral Collins, "disapproves, to put it mildly, the actions taken against Berrax civilians and Prisoners of War. Mass executions and some four million handed over to the Imitators. This is a direct violation of the commonly accepted Rules of War, stating that civilians, prisoners and non combatants are to be treated well enough that they can survive and not, specifically, killed at the hands of their captors or occupiers."

Ambassador Si nodded to his fellow diplomats. "Let's get down to business, shall we? First and formost, the situation concerning the Berrax. The Empire, and I think I can speak for the People's Republic as well when I say this," he nodded to Admiral Collins, "disapproves, to put it mildly, the actions taken against Berrax prisoners and Prisoners of War. Mass executions and some four million handed over to the Imitators. This is a direct violation of the commonly accepted Rules of War, stating that civilians, prisoners and non combatants are to be treated well enough that they can survive and not, specifically, killed at the hands of their captors or occupiers."

"Well, what do you want me to do? Bring back the dead Berraxs? They're gone forever, and that serves them right. Anyway, I disapprove of the treaty with the Imitators, we have a very "dumb" admiral." said Sider Remetrix,

"No race deserves to be anniliated, Admiral" Collins spoke firmly, "May I ask why you share such bad blood with these people?"

"No race deserves to be anniliated, Admiral" Collins spoke firmly, "May I ask why you share such bad blood with these people?"

"I am not the Admiral." said Sider Remetrix,"If you want to know, over the last 100 years, while fighting for independence, they have killed nearly 4 million innocent Techars through bombings. They are not so innocent as you think."

"An eye for an eye then, eh?" Collins raised his eyebrows, "How many have you wiped out in return? Did you even consider just giving them their independence?" That would have been the first course of action that an Alversian would have done.

"An eye for an eye then, eh?" Collins raised his eyebrows, "How many have you wiped out in return? Did you even consider just giving them their independence?" That would have been the first course of action that an Alversian would have done.

"We do not count the dead of the Berraxs. We do not consider it because half the Berraxs do not want independence in a poll. The other half are rebellious. And Nova Max has been sacred land of the Greal Empire since the dawn of the Greal Empire."

"Sometimes, it is better to step back and let a people decide for themselves what is best for their own future" Collins stated, thinking of a moon where Alversia had recently pulled out from. "It is better to talk to a people as equals than it is as Superiors"

"Sometimes, it is better to step back and let a people decide for themselves what is best for their own future" Collins stated, thinking of a moon where Alversia had recently pulled out from. "It is better to talk to a people as equals than it is as Superiors"

"You clearly have no idea how to run a empire with 14 billion people plus a hundred different alien species, of which, only 5 are any importance."

"You are correct. I have no idea how to run an empire of 14 billion. Instead, I know how to run a world of 8 million People. All of whom live in happiness at what they do. I am not here to tell you how to run your Empire. I am here to see what can be done with the people you seek to destroy"

"You are correct. I have no idea how to run an empire of 14 billion. Instead, I know how to run a world of 8 million People. All of whom live in happiness at what they do. I am not here to tell you how to run your Empire. I am here to see what can be done with the people you seek to destroy"

"They seek to destroy us too, its more like a feud between our species, while the other species ally with us, since we have more of everything, population, ships, weapons."

OOC: Gotta go, good night

Ambassador Si strongly disbeleived the Techar's statement about only half of the Berrax wanting independence. If only half truely did want it, then the Loyalists would have been scurrying as fast as they could to friendly Techar worlds, to escape the Imitators and Techar reprisals. Instead, almost the entire Berrax population remained on Nova Max. Or they had, anyway, before the genocide.
"Ambassador," he said, addressing Sider Remetrix, "which do you think is worth more? A world, and it's resources, or the lives of billions? Because up to this point, your actions say that you consider the Berrax little more then animals, to be exterminated. The Techar at this moment remind me unpleasantly, but strongly, of another race, known as the North Calaverans. The Calaverans also sought to destroy others who were not like them, and they also dealed with the Imitators. Do you know what happened to them, Ambassador? They lost their entire armada and their homeworld, and the number of Calaverans left in the galaxy numbers is in the four digits, at most. Because of the Imitators, mainly, but also because they continued to wage a xenophobic war against many aliens. If you invite the Imitators into your household, and you continue to persecute the Berrax for the crime of not being born a Techar or human, then the same will happen to you. Your species is traveling down the road of destruction, Ambassador. Will you reverse it, or will you speed up your doom all the more?"
Ambassador Si spoke passionatly. All the Xiscapians knew of what happened to the Calaverans, and the events here were disturbingly similiar. If the Techar found it in themselves to commit xenocide against the Berrax, the worst crime a species as a whole can possibly make, then what was stopping them from deciding that other species, like the kitsune, needed exterminating too?

Ambassador Si strongly disbeleived the Techar's statement about only half of the Berrax wanting independence. If only half truely did want it, then the Loyalists would have been scurrying as fast as they could to friendly Techar worlds, to escape the Imitators and Techar reprisals. Instead, almost the entire Berrax population remained on Nova Max. Or they had, anyway, before the genocide.
"Ambassador," he said, addressing Sider Remetrix, "which do you think is worth more? A world, and it's resources, or the lives of billions? Because up to this point, your actions say that you consider the Berrax little more then animals, to be exterminated. The Techar at this moment remind me unpleasantly, but strongly, of another race, known as the North Calaverans. The Calaverans also sought to destroy others who were not like them, and they also dealed with the Imitators. Do you know what happened to them, Ambassador? They lost their entire armada and their homeworld, and the number of Calaverans left in the galaxy numbers is in the four digits, at most. Because of the Imitators, mainly, but also because they continued to wage a xenophobic war against many aliens. If you invite the Imitators into your household, and you continue to persecute the Berrax for the crime of not being born a Techar or human, then the same will happen to you. Your species is traveling down the road of destruction, Ambassador. Will you reverse it, or will you speed up your doom all the more?"
Ambassador Si spoke passionatly. All the Xiscapians knew of what happened to the Calaverans, and the events here were disturbingly similiar. If the Techar found it in themselves to commit xenocide against the Berrax, the worst crime a species as a whole can possibly make, then what was stopping them from deciding that other species, like the kitsune, needed exterminating too?

“We do not want war with the Imitators, they can do whatever they please, but we are willing to wipe them out, if we get support from other empires. And yes, we have heard of the North Calaverans, we hear rumors that they have a small fleet near one of our planets.” Said Sider Remetrix, his temper was rising, the Techars could easily get mad, or sad for that matter.

"You have had the Empire's support for some time, yet you betray our trust by signing a treaty with the Imitators and murdering billions of innocent Berrax in cold blood," said Ambassador Si pleasantly. "So you would let the Imitators do as they please, without opposition? Even as they destroy other races, growing stronger? Really Ambassador, your logic is most flawed."

"You have had the Empire's support for some time, yet you betray our trust by signing a treaty with the Imitators and murdering billions of innocent Berrax in cold blood," said Ambassador Si pleasantly. "So you would let the Imitators do as they please, without opposition? Even as they destroy other races, growing stronger? Really Ambassador, your logic is most flawed."

"Well, I would love to know what you want the Techars to do.” said Sider Remetrix in an angry outburst.

"Perhaps fight the Imitators?" Collin's suggested calmly, "Do what you were too cowardly to do before?"

"Well, I would love to know what you want the Techars to do.” said Sider Remetrix in an angry outburst.
"Perhaps fight the Imitators?" Collin's suggested calmly, "Do what you were too cowardly to do before?"
"And halt this senseless persecution of the Berrax. Return their world to them, and fight the true foes in this conflict."

"Perhaps fight the Imitators?" Collin's suggested calmly, "Do what you were too cowardly to do before?"

“They keep avoiding us, we were hoping to trap the Imitators in the last battle, but they quickly jumped out at the sight of our fleet. However, we do know where the Imitator’s home world is, but our damn Admiral signed the treaty.”said Sider Remetrix.

"Perhaps fight the Imitators?" Collin's suggested calmly, "Do what you were too cowardly to do before?"
"And halt this senseless persecution of the Berrax. Return their world to them, and fight the true foes in this conflict."

"We could halt the battles between us and the Berraxs and allow them to have greater freedoms as long as they pay their taxes and make us ships.”

“They keep avoiding us, we were hoping to trap the Imitators in the last battle, but they quickly jumped out at the sight of our fleet. However, we do know where the Imitator’s home world is, but our damn Admiral signed the treaty.”
"You act like you have no power, no influence in Greal politics. Get other Senators together and get a petition going to break the treaty, and declared war on the Imitators. You will have our support."
"We could halt the battles between us and the Berraxs and allow them to have greater freedoms as long as they pay their taxes and make us ships.”
"That sounds reasonable enough to me, but I would suggest you talk to the Berrax representatives. If you make peace with the Berrax and begin working as a whole, rather then two seperate parts, you will be much stronger. With the Empire and the Republic behind you against the Imitators as well, we cannot fail." Ambassador Si smiled.

“They keep avoiding us, we were hoping to trap the Imitators in the last battle, but they quickly jumped out at the sight of our fleet. However, we do know where the Imitator’s home world is, but our damn Admiral signed the treaty.”
"You act like you have no power, no influence in Greal politics. Get other Senators together and get a petition going to break the treaty, and declared war on the Imitators. You will have our support."
"We could halt the battles between us and the Berraxs and allow them to have greater freedoms as long as they pay their taxes and make us ships.”
"That sounds reasonable enough to me, but I would suggest you talk to the Berrax representatives. If you make peace with the Berrax and begin working as a whole, rather then two seperate parts, you will be much stronger. With the Empire and the Republic behind you against the Imitators as well, we cannot fail." Ambassador Si smiled.

"Fine, effective immediately, all hostiles between The Berraxs and Techars must cease." said Sider into another "phone."

"Anyway, if we do invade the homeworld of the Imitators, we will need support from your fleet, which failed to how up twice due to the Imitators fleeing the battles."

"Good," Ambassador Si smiled. "Then unite your people and prepare for war. I beleive my work here is done. Ambassador," he bowed to Sider, "Admiral," he bowed to Collin, "it has been a pleasure."

Collins was more hesitant,
"Indeed," he gave a stiff military salute before he cut his own link. When it was done, he turned to his Flag Officer and shook his head sadly,
"Looks like we're going to war"

Meanwhile…

The Techars prepared for battle against the Imitators. The Home fleet was ready for action against the Imitators, they began jumping for Cryoarctica



1 Mobias Class Superbattleship (Lighting)
6 Striker Class Battleships (Glory, Super, Lord, Meklon, Cylon, Remer)
4 Niller Class Carriers (Titan, Christine, Ziller, Blood War)
10 Frimtrix Class Cruisers
12 Thunder Class Cruisers
30 Lasom Class Frigates
3 Orlin Class Mine Ships (Dark Mine, Great War, World)
11 Valiant class light escort ships
2 Proformer Class Hospital ships (Red Man, Lust)

OOC: Your cue, NC.

Cryoartica had a new defense plan set up, if an enemy were to jump into orbit over it, they would make themselves seem defenseless, then, from neighboring systems, multiple defense fleets could jump and surround the enemy, while the planets Plasma charged nuclear stockpile was sent towards them.

From the Third Assault Fleet, Dovenhawk messaged the Greal Admiral. He was concerned about the way the campaign was going, and he didn't beleive striking at Cryoartica right of the bat was the best choice. Upon appearing he spoke to the Techar Admiral:
"Admiral," he bowed. "I have seen your preperations for the upcoming battle, and I do not beleive striking at their homeplanet is the wisest choice. I beleive we should eliminate a few of their colonies and secondary worlds before we strike at their heart."

Cryoartica had a new defense plan set up, if an enemy were to jump into orbit over it, they would make themselves seem defenseless, then, from neighboring systems, multiple defense fleets could jump and surround the enemy, while the planets Plasma charged nuclear stockpile was sent towards them.

OOC: They jumped near the planet, like a million miles from the planet.

The Homefleet approached the planet slowly, during that time, the lasers were being charged, and another fleet, the 4th Assault fleet jumped in also, making it the largest fleet ever assembled under Techar rule.

From the Third Assault Fleet, Dovenhawk messaged the Greal Admiral. He was concerned about the way the campaign was going, and he didn't beleive striking at Cryoartica right of the bat was the best choice. Upon appearing he spoke to the Techar Admiral:
"Admiral," he bowed. "I have seen your preperations for the upcoming battle, and I do not beleive striking at their homeplanet is the wisest choice. I beleive we should eliminate a few of their colonies and secondary worlds before we strike at their heart."

“Good Point, but we do not know any location of any colonies as of now, we only know where the home world is, we can wipe out their home fleet anyway.”

“Good Point, but we do not know any location of any colonies as of now, we only know where the home world is, we can wipe out their home fleet anyway.”
"Ah, but we do know the location of one of their other worlds. Even if you do manage to destroy their main fleet and their homeworld, you're largest fleet will be decimated, no matter what happens. If we tighten our grip around them, cutting off their resources, their industrial centers and troop training facilities and command centers, they will be that much more starved for resources and disorganized when the time to attack comes."

One thing that would happen, they would have noticed, was that the Alversian Fleet had not yet moved out of orbit to join the Techar Fleet. It seemed that Admiral Collin's was not in the mood to charge into battle with only a dozen ships and an Ally he didn't know or trust.

“Good Point, but we do not know any location of any colonies as of now, we only know where the home world is, we can wipe out their home fleet anyway.”
"Ah, but we do know the location of one of their other worlds. Even if you do manage to destroy their main fleet and their homeworld, you're largest fleet will be decimated, no matter what happens. If we tighten our grip around them, cutting off their resources, their industrial centers and troop training facilities and command centers, they will be that much more starved for resources and disorganized when the time to attack comes."

"Then we strike somewhere else, we do have the location of their 3rd biggest planet, Aquarius Maximus. We could strike there." said the admiral, then he send in the coordinates.

The Home fleet left Cryoarctica and headed for Aquaris Maximus

The Home Fleet

1 Mobias Class Superbattleship (Lighting)
6 Striker Class Battleships (Glory, Super, Lord, Meklon, Cylon, Remer)
4 Niller Class Carriers (Titan, Christine, Ziller, Blood War)
10 Frimtrix Class Cruisers
12 Thunder Class Cruisers
30 Lasom Class Frigates
3 Orlin Class Mine Ships (Dark Mine, Great War, World)
11 Valiant class light escort ships
2 Proformer Class Hospital ships (Red Man, Lust)

4th Assault fleet (Held in reserve)

1 Mobias Class Superbattleship (Slaughter)
3 Striker Class Battleships (Rockman, Pellia, Lekos)
3 Niller Class Carriers (Galaxy, Galactic Empire, Shredder)
10 Frimtrix Class Cruisers
10 Thunder Class Cruisers
13 Lasom Class Frigates
2 Orlin Class Mine Ships (Fillix, Ground)
2 Proformer Class Hospital Ships (Lewis, Bombing Rock)

Collins listened to the plan and shook his head in disbelief. The Greal were trampling around Imitator Space like a bull in a china shop, trying to find a target to strike. Of all these targets, they knew nothing and he was not about to destroy a dozen badly-needed warships in a bull-headed attack.

OOC: The 4th Assault fleet is held in reserve if anything unexpected happens.

The Techar fleet was easily detected in imitator space by scouts and knew where they were headed, the defense plan was simply shifted towards Aquarius Maximus, all availible ships were slowly converging upon towards Aqaurius maximus.

OCC: will give numbers when important.

Dovenhawk called both Admiral Rollins and the Techar Admiral on a conference. "They are drawing their forces to Aqaurius maximus. Here is what I propose: We wait until they have transported the bulk of their forces to that planet, then we strike at where I originally planned," a starmap appeared, spinning a highlighting a star system far from any of the others. "Celestis. It was the old NC homeworld, now taken by the AIW. It is a major food production center. The defenses are moderate, so we should have little trouble in taking it. Once we do we can locate starcharts which will lead us to other AIW worlds. We need to keep the Imitators guessing, unsure of where we'll strike next. Like it should have been originally." he nodded. "Questions? Comments? Either of you?"

Unaware of the Grealians, they had there own homeworld's location thanks to some probing of Berrax military personal.

Dovenhawk called both Admiral Rollins and the Techar Admiral on a conference. "They are drawing their forces to Aqaurius maximus. Here is what I propose: We wait until they have transported the bulk of their forces to that planet, then we strike at where I originally planned," a starmap appeared, spinning a highlighting a star system far from any of the others. "Celestis. It was the old NC homeworld, now taken by the AIW. It is a major food production center. The defenses are moderate, so we should have little trouble in taking it. Once we do we can locate starcharts which will lead us to other AIW worlds. We need to keep the Imitators guessing, unsure of where we'll strike next. Like it should have been originally." he nodded. "Questions? Comments? Either of you?"

"Well, we really need to tie down th Imitator fleet, and wipe it out, its not like they will do much damage to us. Combined."

Unaware of the Grealians, they had there own homeworld's location thanks to some probing of Berrax military personal.

OOC: Remember, each of my planets has one fleet. My homeworld has a superpowerful fleet.

"Well, we really need to tie down th Imitator fleet, and wipe it out, its not like they will do much damage to us. Combined."
"Your arrogance will be your downfall. If you do not think the AIW can summon an equally powerful fleet to the one you have assembled, you are badly mistaken. Their power lies in their resources, like many great nations. Take away their resources, and they will wither into a shadow of what they once were. Do not ever underestimate the enemy, Admiral. If you do not choose to carry out my proposed plan, then that is fine. But if you continue along this course you have plotted then you cannot expect any help from the Empire or the Republic."
Dovenhawk nodded. If the Grealians didn't want to take his advice, so be it.

"Well, we really need to tie down th Imitator fleet, and wipe it out, its not like they will do much damage to us. Combined."

Carson almost burst out in laughter at this statement,
"Not only do you underestimate the Imitator's strength, you overestimate our own strength. I can't speak for the Empire but what you see with us is what you get. The Republic does not have the strength to support you in a full scale war with the Imitators. You have a choice, use your forces wisely or lose them all in one rash action"

"Ok, what does you fleet suggest to do now?"

Dovenhawk had to restrain himself from sighing, rolling his eyes, or showing any sign of frusteration. "Follow my proposed plan. Only then can we travel the path of victory."

Dovenhawk had to restrain himself from sighing, rolling his eyes, or showing any sign of frusteration. "Follow my proposed plan. Only then can we travel the path of victory."

"Alright? Should we use a large fleet, or one of the small fleets? Like the 5th fleet or the 6th fleet?"

"Use whatever fleets you think can do the job" Collins stated calmly, "All you need is a force that can attack a planet, secure it and move on. A massive fleet is no good if the Imitators can match you with it" He finished calmly, "Split their forces, then see what happens."

"I would recommand your fourth fleet for the job. One Battleship, two Carriers, eleven Cruisers, twenty frigates, two mine laying ships and two hospital ships. Backed by our Third Assault Fleet, which consists of three Battleships, two Destroyers, three Battlecruisers, one Medical ship and one Carrier, plus the Alversian fleet of two C-1 Class Dreadnoughts, five Cruisers and five Destroyers. This makes our total count four Battleships, two Dreadnoughts, nineteen Cruisers, seven Destroyers, three Carriers, three Hospital ships and two mine laying craft, plus however many small craft are supported as well as assault transports and support ships. That's around thirty five capitals we can use to attack the planet's fleet as well as destroy any starbase or orbital space stations there. Our most recent intelligence from Celestis reports that they have from ten to thirty ships as a defense fleet. They will not be expecting the attack, which gives us the advantage of being able to plan in length. Once Celestis has fallen we will need to completly secure it and to do that we must use our anti-Imitator biological agent. We have the agent, but not nearly enough of it to saturate an entire planet, nor the means to do so. Do you have a way of manufacturing and transporting the chemical?" Dovenhawk had had doubts from the beginning about the Empire's involvment in this matter, and he was beginning to feel uneasy. He did not like working with the Techar, for obvious reasons due to apparent unjustified xenophobia of Berrax, their apparent incapability to assume leadership roles and the plain, ugly fact that they looked for all the galaxy like giant, talking bugs.

"Yeah, but wouldn't manufacturing take a little while? We can transport them on our cargo ships, modified with weapons. We do need to strike very quickly, like a Blitz."

"You talk of a Blitzkrieg, a lightening war. Strike fast and overwhelm the enemy. I speak of manufacture because if we do not unimitate the planet, it will just produce more soldiers. We need to destroy every Imitator cell in the galaxy, and the most Imitator cells can be found on Imitator planets. Manufacuring is needed because we don't have nearly enough to cover an entire planet with, just enough to be used in bombs and other weapons. A lightening war is not what we need, what will be used is gurrilla tactics, or a hit-and-run war. Keep them guessing, don't let them pin us down."

OCC the one time your on, i miss you this is great...

"You talk of a Blitzkrieg, a lightening war. Strike fast and overwhelm the enemy. I speak of manufacture because if we do not unimitate the planet, it will just produce more soldiers. We need to destroy every Imitator cell in the galaxy, and the most Imitator cells can be found on Imitator planets. Manufacuring is needed because we don't have nearly enough to cover an entire planet with, just enough to be used in bombs and other weapons. A lightening war is not what we need, what will be used is gurrilla tactics, or a hit-and-run war. Keep them guessing, don't let them pin us down."

“Yeah, but this war needs to be solved as quickly as possible, so we hit heavy and hard (and fast)

Do to not having any attacks at its way, the Alliance was busy manufacturing more weapons, vehicles, and ships every day, there worlds were becomeing fortresses as more and more of the war effort was being built in defence, the Alliance was facing a war that, although they wouldnt want, had a good chance of losing. They would call on everyone that was patriotic to the cause of there Allegianec. There were no citizens in the Alliance, just unarmed imitator workers, they would be armed as well, defences were being hardend and traps were set up in the citys that only the imitators knew of, Bio-bomb roadside bombs, instead of sprinkler systems inside building would shoot infector cells to whoever decided to come inside. This war would be faught to the death not just the death of millions, but the death of a people.

“Yeah, but this war needs to be solved as quickly as possible, so we hit heavy and hard (and fast)
"I understand your wanting to end this swiftly and decisively," sighed Dovenhawk, "but it won't work like that. You're not just fighting a single planet with a couple of fleets, like you were when you fought the Berrax. You're fighting a multiple world collective of billions of Imitators and hundreds of ships, armed with modern technology, hell, technology you've probably never seen. And they're clever, you have to be, when you're a parasite. They know all about war and fighting, so you have to outsmart them, because a direct battle, main fleet against theirs, will only kill a lot of people and not accomplish anything, stratigically. Any ships you destroy, and soldiers you kill, any equipment you decimate or steal, they'll just make more. Their hearts are their planets, their industrial centers and production factories and training grounds. Strike any of these, and they will lose their capacity to make war as well and as much as they had before."

OCC:The Tragedy of Haven ^^

“Yeah, but this war needs to be solved as quickly as possible, so we hit heavy and hard (and fast)
"I understand your wanting to end this swiftly and decisively," sighed Dovenhawk, "but it won't work like that. You're not just fighting a single planet with a couple of fleets, like you were when you fought the Berrax. You're fighting a multiple world collective of billions of Imitators and hundreds of ships, armed with modern technology, hell, technology you've probably never seen. And they're clever, you have to be, when you're a parasite. They know all about war and fighting, so you have to outsmart them, because a direct battle, main fleet against theirs, will only kill a lot of people and not accomplish anything, stratigically. Any ships you destroy, and soldiers you kill, any equipment you decimate or steal, they'll just make more. Their hearts are their planets, their industrial centers and production factories and training grounds. Strike any of these, and they will lose their capacity to make war as well and as much as they had before."

"So we hit their colonies first. Then it will take time to assemble the 4th fleet for battle."

"Then, Admiral, take all the time you need. There is no rush, but keep your eyes and ears open on your own planets. The AIW could attack at anytime, and now that they know the Empire and the Republic are involved, things could get messy. We will assist you as much as possible." Dovenhawk bowed, then cut the connection.
Arcadia Omega...
Above the tiny, rocky, airless world a scout ship appears, cloaked and facing the planet. Five AA guns were on the surface, but the colony would not know it was being attacked until it was far too late. The bio dome was the destination, holding some three battle cars, a tank and fourty Marines, as well as a number of civilians and buildings. The purpose of this colony was unknown, perhaps as an outpost. Isolated from the other AIW worlds, isolated from the rest of the galaxy, this was a perfect place for a small attack. Unit 323956 was prepared for battle, and she ran a system check on last time as the scout decended to the surface.

ARCADIA OMEGA

It was quiet on the small rocky world. Some Alliance Marines were on the surface unloading supplies from the last shipment, and bringing them into the dome. The AA disks sat there, having not been used once. Inside the dome, was a small modern equivlent to a village.

Floating up the the side of the dome, the scout released a tiny probe. The probe floated forward to the side of the dome and latched on, a tiny red, blinking light showing from the middle. The scout manuvered away to a safe distance. Five seconds later the scout decloaked, under the range of the AA weapons, and opened fire with it's lasers on the loading bay of the bio dome. Simultaniously the probe detonated with the force of a normal ship-to-ship missile, hopefully blowing a huge hole in the side to expose the interior to vaccumm. Of course, the colony probably had measures in place against exposure killing everyone inside, but Unit 323956 was looking to create panic and confusion in the biologicals, making it easier for her to destroy them when the time came.

Arcadia Omega

Emergency force fields coverd the dome from the outside, Colony marines ran outside to investigate, they saw the dead marines at the loading bay. The battlecars and Tank rolled out of the dome and the AA guns began to open up.

Unit 323956 ejected from her ship, landing on top of the tank, the multiple tons of android weight crumpling the top to expose the crew inside as she fell in. Her cold droid face showed no emotion, her eyes dead, never alive, as she readied for close combat. The scout continued to fly on it's own, controlled by a semi-sentiant A.I. which would fire on the AA weapons until either they were destroyed or it was. Peeling downward, it shot lasers at the nearest AA gun.

The first AA weapons fell in half from the blasts, the other pounded there rays into the fighter. On the ground, two Alliance marines( Calaverian) began opening fire upon the android menace.

Unit 323956 tracked the shots as they went wild, rising from the broken wreckage of the tank then locked on to her targets. She made a graceful jump onto the roof of the battlecar, three hundred and sixty degree vision watchful for any soldiers that might pop out of it to shoot her. As she scanned the ground in front of her she put a fist though the battlecar's rocket laucher, destroying it as the metal crushed. Her shoulders split to reveal two miniguns, each one choosing a Calaveran, and opened fire with a dozen shots a second blazing at them. The scout carefully danced around the blasts, too quick for the AA tracking, and continued to fly strafing runs on the guns.

The planets defence bomber/fighter squadron now flew to intercept this threat, they began to approach from a rocky moon next to the planet. The two Calaverians were torn apart, and they quickly froze from space. More boots could be seen running out of the bio-dome, Marines poured out rising there rifles, aiming and firing fully automatic. Two more AA turrets fell to the attacking scout ship.

Unit 323956 coldy assessed the situation. Plasma fire hit her, but it merely tore away chunks of the android's outer skin, exposing shiny silver metal underneth. The miniguns retracted and she turned and leapt over to the next battle car in line, tearing open the hatch and dropping inside to the startled crew. Plasma hit the side of the vehicle, and Unit 323956 looked at the Imitator crew, hands up for hand-to-hand combat. The scout took note of the approaching force, and made to destroy the last two AA as fast as possible.

The Greal 4th fleet got ready for the battle, it took a day to assemble support vessels, and the whole fleet. Then, it took another few hours, to power itself with crystals (The Techars use a special kind of Crystal to power ships). Now the fleet was ready, its first target was Alpha Pegasus, one of the colonies of the Imitators. The fleet jumped into the Alpha Pegasus system and preapred to raze it from the ground.

bump= one moment greal.

AIW: Colony: Alpha Pegasus
Defenses:light( 5 AA ray guns)
Climate:Continental
Atmosphere:Methane-thick(mask required)
Hazards:none
Starbase:none
Fleet Strength:light( 10 contact class fighter, 2 solar class bomber)
Troop Strength:light( 50 Alliance Marines, 5 battle cars, 2 psycho battle tanks)
Moonbase:none
Key Fact:Colony

The quiet colony was doing combate exercises and unloading her latest shipment of goods from Aquarius Maximus. Trade was always important for the colonys of the Alliance, it made living much easier. Sensors picked up the fleet entereing the system, the few fighters and bombers swooped over the colony doing patrols, the Alliance Marines geared up and the few vehicles were brought out as well.

AIW: Colony: Alpha Pegasus
Defenses:light( 5 AA ray guns)
Climate:Continental
Atmosphere:Methane-thick(mask required)
Hazards:none
Starbase:none
Fleet Strength:light( 10 contact class fighter, 2 solar class bomber)
Troop Strength:light( 50 Alliance Marines, 5 battle cars, 2 psycho battle tanks)
Moonbase:none
Key Fact:Colony

The quiet colony was doing combate exercises and unloading her latest shipment of goods from Aquarius Maximus. Trade was always important for the colonys of the Alliance, it made living much easier. Sensors picked up the fleet entereing the system, the few fighters and bombers swooped over the colony doing patrols, the Alliance Marines geared up and the few vehicles were brought out as well.

The fleet approached the colony, 500 fighters came out of the fleet to combat the few fighters. The battleships fired their Hellfire torpedoes at the few defense the colony had. Then, the battleships fired their massive nukes (Carrying 300 Megatons) at the planet, making sure nothing would be left alive.

The few Alliance craft that were in the air were obliterated, as were the defense as the missles slammed into the turrets sending metal spliters in all directions, the thousands of Imitators looked at the sky, as did the soldiers, they all looked up without emotion as the missles came there way. The Imitators closed there eyes and repeated the following " United is our cause, United is our people, equal in our actions, equal in our thoughts, equal in our goals. We are the Alliance and we stand strong, although our bodys disappear from the objects in the sky, we will adapt and survive with unity comes harmony..." the nuclear assault connected with the world, as the imitators were blown by the concussion then vaporized. The colony was little more than abonded building with yellow tint on them, ashes of vaporized imitators were on the walls of them. All over the world the same scene was played dramatically, the light, then the thunder of the Empire.

The fleet nuked the planet one more time then left for Aquarius Maximus, they did the same thing there, the battleships would wipe out any resistance. While they nuke the planet.

AIW: Planet #3: Aquarius Maximus
Defenses: Heavy: 200 Ray disks: 1,000 AA ray disks: 200 Plasma charged nuke silos
Climate: Tropical
Atmosphere: Oxygen
Hazards: Tropical Storms
Starbase: UNITY: 4,000: 15 Ray disks: 5 plasma-nuke silos: 26 AA Ray disks
Fleet Strength: Heavy: 25 scavenger class: 15 Nova class: 15 Shredder class: 500 contact class fighters: 50 solar class bombers
Troop Strength: Medium: 500,000 Alliance Marines: 200 Black Insurgents: 500 Phsyco battle tanks: 1,000 Battle cars
Moonbase:none
Key Fact: Made up of island-cities: Trade: Resort: food production


Sensors had picked up the Greal Imperial fleet long before it would arrive. The Planet was buzzing with activity as thousands of Alliance Marines and other soldiers ran to there posts. The Physco Battle tanks and Battlecars took formations and also hid in the city streets. The fleet went to blue alert immediatly and weapons and shields were raised immediatly, silos began to open as there nuclear retaliation weapons were ready for targeting. The impressive planetary two hundred Ray guns could make short work of most fleets, as with its impressive amount of Anti-air. The fleet stood strong and unwavering against the Imperial fleet, it had already learned of the nuking of its other world. Aquarius Prime's starbase UNITY stood idle in space, she was also aware of the situation and her weapons were being charged, as well as her own plasma-charged nukes. The entire force of the planet and orbital forces hailed in unison " We are the Alliance, you have resisted united for the last time, killed over thirty thousand of her people, you will be assimilated for your actions, defiance will be met with violence."

Unforgiveable

Patterson wiped his eyes as they were on there way, he looked at Ari " I cant believe it, the war has already begun.."

on the Unforgiveable.

Ari's head was still buzzing with the shock and she gave Patterson a very human like supportive hug.

"We'll get them for this and we'll be ready to play our part in the war" she tenderly said as a tear ran down her face. She was new to the Alliance but she had felt and heard their last words so clearly.

When the fleet arrived they could do something about this. The unity which bound the Alliance together also made them strong.

Patterson got ahold of himself " Colonel, the enemy we are facing is the Galactic Empire of Greal, they are a hostile group that dosnt hesitate of Xenocide of there enemys. They will show no mercy, we will not behave as such, we will bring unity to there fleet...unity or death."

Ari wiped her tear and coldly said "we will Commander."

Three words which meant a lot to her and expressed the intent she had to either help the Greal Empire into unity or into the next world.

Now they were at war the young ones would have to start their postings and quickly. Mental orders went out to them and the young women scattered all over the ship taking their posts.

Anik met them aboard " Commander sir, we may arrive in mid battle or earlier, we have already brought weapons up to 50%, but most of the power is going to engines." Patterson nodded back to the Balderian as he left, he returned to Ari " Colonel, we might come in hot, so stay frosty."

"I'll be ready" Ari said sounding determined and very calm again.

Now as a bridge officer and effectively the XO of the Unforgiveable she'd play her part as she held onto a bulk head as the journey continued.

Arriving mid battle would be chaotic but they'd most likely hit their enemy where they didn't expect it.

We wait for Greal nowOCC

AIW: Planet #3: Aquarius Maximus
Defenses: Heavy: 200 Ray disks: 1,000 AA ray disks: 200 Plasma charged nuke silos
Climate: Tropical
Atmosphere: Oxygen
Hazards: Tropical Storms
Starbase: UNITY: 4,000: 15 Ray disks: 5 plasma-nuke silos: 26 AA Ray disks
Fleet Strength: Heavy: 25 scavenger class: 15 Nova class: 15 Shredder class: 500 contact class fighters: 50 solar class bombers
Troop Strength: Medium: 500,000 Alliance Marines: 200 Black Insurgents: 500 Phsyco battle tanks: 1,000 Battle cars
Moonbase:none
Key Fact: Made up of island-cities: Trade: Resort: food production


Sensors had picked up the Greal Imperial fleet long before it would arrive. The Planet was buzzing with activity as thousands of Alliance Marines and other soldiers ran to there posts. The Physco Battle tanks and Battlecars took formations and also hid in the city streets. The fleet went to blue alert immediatly and weapons and shields were raised immediatly, silos began to open as there nuclear retaliation weapons were ready for targeting. The impressive planetary two hundred Ray guns could make short work of most fleets, as with its impressive amount of Anti-air. The fleet stood strong and unwavering against the Imperial fleet, it had already learned of the nuking of its other world. Aquarius Prime's starbase UNITY stood idle in space, she was also aware of the situation and her weapons were being charged, as well as her own plasma-charged nukes. The entire force of the planet and orbital forces hailed in unison " We are the Alliance, you have resisted united for the last time, killed over thirty thousand of her people, you will be assimilated for your actions, defiance will be met with violence."

The fleet jumped into system, along with them was the 5th fleet.

OOC: Sorry, I meant Alpha Pegasus

OCC: So your attacking Aquarius Maximus right now?

OCC: So your attacking Aquarius Maximus right now?

OOC: Sorry, I meant Stygia 11, I though Aquarius Maximus was a colony. I meant Stygia 11....

IC: The 4th fleet jumped to Stygia 11. And did the same to the planet as Alpha Pegasus.

OCC: bump your factbook greal please ^^

OCC: bump your factbook greal please ^^

OOC: Bumped.

Again the screams sounded throughout the Alliance, another mass of lives perished, there brains severd from existance and unity, the AIW was fully aware of the Empires inentions of genocide, they would meet there enemy when seen feet, her colony's may have been destroyed but her worlds still stand strong, ready to bring fire upon her killers.

Unit 323956 coldy assessed the situation. Plasma fire hit her, but it merely tore away chunks of the android's outer skin, exposing shiny silver metal underneth. The miniguns retracted and she turned and leapt over to the next battle car in line, tearing open the hatch and dropping inside to the startled crew. Plasma hit the side of the vehicle, and Unit 323956 looked at the Imitator crew, hands up for hand-to-hand combat. The scout took note of the approaching force, and made to destroy the last two AA as fast as possible.
OOC: You going to respond to this, NC?

On the Unforgiveable bridge

Ari took a chance to find a seat and link with her bridge crew. She had no formal command training but it was understood that on occasion an engineer might have to command a starship since every officer was expected to show initiative.

She remembering what she had picked up and seeing what her colleagues were doing she felt some knowledge pass to her in return.

She hoped it would be enough although in case she had to give out orders of her own.

Unit 323956 coldy assessed the situation. Plasma fire hit her, but it merely tore away chunks of the android's outer skin, exposing shiny silver metal underneth. The miniguns retracted and she turned and leapt over to the next battle car in line, tearing open the hatch and dropping inside to the startled crew. Plasma hit the side of the vehicle, and Unit 323956 looked at the Imitator crew, hands up for hand-to-hand combat. The scout took note of the approaching force, and made to destroy the last two AA as fast as possible.

The imitators welcomed the challenge as they deployed there claws,mandibles ands spines, they jumped at her.

On the Unforgiveable bridge

Ari took a chance to find a seat and link with her bridge crew. She had no formal command training but it was understood that on occasion an engineer might have to command a starship since every officer was expected to show initiative.

She remembering what she had picked up and seeing what her colleagues were doing she felt some knowledge pass to her in return.

She hoped it would be enough although in case she had to give out orders of her own.

Zorg would have smiled if he had lips, he sid to her " Colonel Anik will help you out, hes had experience. You will learn just like you learned from the AA weapons."

"thanks Zorg but on my old ship I was expected to show initiative and to know more than my own job just in case command fell to me. I just hope I learn quickly enough.

There's a few reasons why an engineering officer can end up in a command situation. I only thought it would be away teams although" she gently replied as their ships journeys continued.

The fleet exited hyperspace and they were above Aquarius Maximus, the situation looked increadiably battlecruisers and other ships hulked over the world, there chrome plating almost sparkled. The Starbase UNITY stood her disk shape top hung over the water world. The crew relaxed, they were in range of billions of imitators, all sounding as one.

Ari could sense the comfort of so many minds in unity but she wouldn't be complacent either.

What could be done to two colony worlds could be done elsewhere and her determination remained. Something she was sure her brothers and sisters could pick up on all those ships and the starbase.

Now she could see the big picture at last. Unity was a good thing and being able to sense billions of minds as they also prepared for war made her smile slightly glancing over to Zorg.

Now all they had to do was wait.

Patterson lead the fleet into position with her brothers and sisters, the fleet strength over the world had become.

26 scavenger class: 18 Nova class: 19 Shredder class: 600 contact class fighters: 100 solar class bombers

Added on to the ground anti-space ray guns and nukes, UNITY's weapons would also be able to bring down fire upon the enemy.

So taking their places in the fleet Ari looked at the viewscreen which showed the fleet layout as they hung there in space.

They could be patient. The enemy could come in minutes, hours or even days but they would be ready and prepared.

Patterson wouldnt just sit idle in the fleet though, they were orderd to jump just out of the system and be ready to jump to any planets that come under attack from Imperial forces.

Ari observed these fleet movement as ships detached and took point. It was like sending a scout ahead to see if the enemy was up to something. A scout which could also take action on their own.

She had so much to learn but she carefully watched aiming to learn as much as possible. Her test was likely to come sooner rather than later given the state of the war.

They jumped into hyperspace and were soon out of the system, they were patrolling the smaller planets of the Alliance. Patterson walked up to Ari and straighted her uniform out, smiling at her " This war....will cost so many of us." he stared at her and continued " And We might not survive..."

Feeling her jacket tugged slightly she returned the smile.

"Nobody knows the future and we're on point right now. All we can do is stay frosty and deal with whatever situations arise" she gently and calmly replied.

Her calmness was carried over from her old life and it took a lot to rattle her.

Patterson's eyes slowly changed and rolled over to ice blue, the spines shot out of his back slightly fast, claws shot out of his combat gloves, and his jaw split into manidbles, as he hugged and showed his affection to her.

Ari grinned broadly not needing to speak or send a mental message.

The signal was clear and obviously Commander Patterson felt this was an urgent matter.

"You can always leave the bridge in somebody else's hands and we can get some time alone. As alone as as you can get here anyway" she suggested in a teasing whisper. She was thinking in a similar way as well.

Zorg got up and sat in the command chair, although there more qualifyed officers, Patterson knew that he could easily handle the patrol. Patterson quickly beamed them to his quarters, still holding Ari, his claws dug into her, blood coming out of her, but this was a usual part of mating.

Ari knew all about sex from her old life. Most N-K's swung both ways as the claws entered her drawing blood she did the same.

The pain felt pleasurable as they started to mate and she gave as good as she got. In her race the female was always the deadliest of the species.

Patterson lay on top of her,nibbling at her as he began to give her his seed, small tentacle like attachmets shot out of Patterson and into her chest, and her chest would reactivly do the same. The creation of a NK/Alversian crossbreed which would result in twins, female and male.

Ari knew this wasn't quite like any sex she had before but was happy to accept this all the same.

It felt a bit odd to her but she was clearly enjoying this as she played her part with her passion.

OCC: do to issues in NS we couldnt do anything with to many fine details lol ^^.

Patterson lifted her back up to her feet and disconnected, his face and body returned to the familar human one, he smiled gently and kissed her.

Ari tenderly returned a kiss the way she'd done before she joined the Alliance. Ari looked like the small woman she was again but she knew things would be different for them now.

As they were mated things would change for sure and when little ones came along her life would change yet again.

More tender kisses followed as she showed her affection in return.

ooc: lol. I know.

The little ones were already on the first step of creation inside Ari, and she would bear more into the Alliance, she had officially been ranked as a Monarch with her rank as Colonel. Patterson was just as he was before sitting on the bridge he smiled at Ari now and again, before looking into more reports and files.

OOC: *throws up*
IC:
The imitators welcomed the challenge as they deployed there claws,mandibles ands spines, they jumped at her.
Unit 323956 was a machine, unable to become infected and almost immune to blunt damage. So as the three Imitators launched themselves at her she dove right in, her left metal fist smashing one of them in the face, knuckles tearing apart flesh and driving into the brain. With her right foot she sweeped low, taking one off his feet to the floor, applying pressure to his chest with her foot, making it cave in, her foot sinking though his chest and out his back, crushing his heart. The last one was all over her, fluids splattering and claws raking at her armor, so she grabbed him in a bear hug and squeezed until he literally popped, exploding blood and guts all over the interior. Not wasting a second, she tugged her foot out of the Imitator's chest, her fist out of the other's skull, and went to the controls. The missile lauchers on the battle car swiveled and fired a volly of air-to-air missiles at the fighters and bombers chasing the scout, which had destroyed the last two AA, but was under heavy fire from it's pursuers.

The suprise missle volley smacked into the contact fighters and bombers as the Battlecar locked onto multiple targets, able to fire at more than one fighter at a time, the sky lit up from the blue seeking missles. The Battlecar was being sent messages. " Stop engagement, we are being hit by our freindly fire, cease fire.....cease fire."

Ari got cleaned up and dressed again in her race suit. They were back at work again and she gently said "I'll better check on the bridge my love" and mentally checked in with Zorg.

She half expected a routine report but she knew all about cloaked starships only too well. Not long ago she'd served on one and knew what they could do when properly handled.

Zorg mentally told her " Congradualtions, you are a now a Breeder of the Alliance, with the social rank of Monarch, but im to busy to be talking about such things, we are approaching the world Ares, desolate world I might add.

Ares is similar to Mars rocky and flat OCC

I've seen big rocks like that before. We can't afford to lose a weapons testing and training base although so keep an eye out for enemy cloaked ships Ari projected back with a little smile on her face.

She tapped into the group unity to pull up the information on the planet. It had its own assigned fleet but with war concerns she knew that state of affairs could change quite easily.

Spotting a cloaked ship was quite hard as she knew but most needed to decloak to fire.

The fleet circled around Ares, and Patterson was checking on fleet conditions, all was well and sound, they continued to Balder 8, they would patrol all the way to the Motherworld, then after there patrol was complete another fleet would repalce them and they would take another defensive position.

Ares was secure so they continued onto the swamp world of Balder 8. Each Alliance world had a speciality so each one was vital.

Ari was gaining more experience on the bridge and learning more and more yet she pondered the age of problem as the patrol continued.

How do you spot a cloaked ship?

Zorg answered the question " Radar, the oldest technology, and thermal sensors are the best way to pick up a vessle, or there communcations."

"I was taught to look for energy surges myself Zorg but it depends how good your cloak is" Ari softly replied as the combat patrol continued.

She liked talking with Zorg during a shift on the bridge and with them both being engineers they usually found a creative solution to a problem when they put their heads together.

Zorg buzzed and clicked his wings " Colonel, I cant wait to reach Cryoartica....the motherworld, where we all spawned in times long past. From the icy depths, and into the massive under-ice citys. It truly is a jewel in space, when we reach there, you will be overwhelmed by Brothers and sisters."

Ari smiled.

"I've been able to picture it from what I've seen through others eyes but it will be good to get there.

You never forget the planet you grew up on although. Kirisubo Primus is a tropical paradise with white sand beaches and coral green seas. Thats as well as plentiful jungles" she cheerfully replied as she was relaxed but still alert to possible enemy actions.

Zorg added " Cryartica was the same way, until she drifted away from her sun, now she is a crytal ball with frozen islands completely under water." He smiled at Ari's description of her homeworld, a perfect breeding ground for the imitators.

"I've never seen an ice world first hand before but my old home would be an ideal Alliance world if that is its fate" Ari replied picking up on Zorg's thoughts.

She thought about it so Zorg could 'see' for himself. It was only fair since she had his description of Cryartica.

"Kirisubo Beta is exactly the same. We have twin homeworlds but no colonies. There's enough space on both worlds so we don't need to expand outwards" she added thinking about the times she had with friends on beach bars once she came of age at 16.

There had been plenty of chances during their officer training to enjoy girls nights out.

Zorg smiled " Twin worlds you say, one day we will offer them unity, unless we arent taken from this existance during our time of battle." he buzzed. No doubt the war on its way would be brutal " You do realize we are facing odds that favor the enemy."

"The odds may favour the Greal for now but war is unpredictable. The winners are the ones which handle their ships the best, use their troops and resources best and hurt the enemies manufacturing and supply lines the most.

We're more likely to win a long haul war anyway since we can infect their worlds and deny them to the Greal. Thus bringing them into unity eventually" she gently replied looking at a display on the command chair. The scanners were patched through to this chair and on the tiny screen she could see what was ahead of them. Clear space for now.

Patterson had gotten the reports of two colony's vaporized by Imperial nuclear attack's. A third colony was being hit by the Xscapians, it would know doubt fall before they could send any kind of help.

The suprise missle volley smacked into the contact fighters and bombers as the Battlecar locked onto multiple targets, able to fire at more than one fighter at a time, the sky lit up from the blue seeking missles. The Battlecar was being sent messages. " Stop engagement, we are being hit by our freindly fire, cease fire.....cease fire."
If Unit 323956 could have smiled, or had the capacity for predatory happiness, she would have displayed both. Instead her scanners registered that the fighters and bombers had been utterly destroyed, the missile attack by their former ally having annhiliated them before they knew what had hit them. The Battlecar was much too close to the bio dome for it's artillery rockets to be effective, so Unit 323956 punched a hole in the side and stepped out, totally unaffected by the lack of oxygen. The scout flew circles around the dome, all enemies destroyed for now. The rest of the operation would be up to Unit 323956, to enter and eliminate all Imitators and destroy the colony. Turning to face the loading bay, she walked forward with unfeeling, deadly determination

Imitators turned to face her, they were all quiet until they turned to there combat modes, they hissed at her, seeing her as machine, they would only destroy, no assimilation attempts. Even people working, chopping meat at the butchter changed and ran out there doors, seeing the android.

By this point Unit 323956's attack protocal programs came into effect. The minifguns in her shoulders were revealed once again, but her entire chassis split down the middle with an electronic whine to reveal a large cannon, the head and torso renting in two, along with a heavy machine gun and rocket laucher. Hole appear in her knees, actually concealed, built-in pistols, and a stock of six grenades are stowed about her person. Now more of a walking war machine than a kitsune, the weaponry opens fire on the Imitators, a storm of fire usually associated with heavy attack vehicles flying at them.

The masses of imitators charged, and many were being mowed down by fire, a couple jumped out of building windows towards her, claws out. The streets were already litterd with dead imitators.

Again the screams sounded throughout the Alliance, another mass of lives perished, there brains severd from existance and unity, the AIW was fully aware of the Empires inentions of genocide, they would meet there enemy when seen feet, her colony's may have been destroyed but her worlds still stand strong, ready to bring fire upon her killers.

The next planet was Aries, this time the 3rd fleet would do the job.

Unit 323956 did not worry about the Imitators jumping out of buildings to her, her main danger and concern lay with the massive tide of the enemy that threatened to overwhelem her. The miniguns independently targeted the dropping Imitators and took them out in midair, flinging their corpses back to their brothers. Unit 323956 now moved forward, weapons continuing to blaze into the suicidal parasites. Her main goal was to find the atmospheric control center and depressurize the dome, killing all those inside. Finally she would plant charges to collapse the dome onto itself, finishing the job.

Ari also mentally received the word and as battle raged the Alliance was being kept informed by the imitators on the colony. By now she was learning a lot about the Unforgiveable's systems something a command officer had to know.

The Unforgiveable was too far away but Ari hoped there would be another Alliance ship or fleet closer by.

Pondering this report with the attack being made by an combat android rather than by the more normal way showed her the Xiscapian's had other means to attack their worlds.

They would have to be just as cunning when they struck. She doubted she'd be carrying out the raid her Commander had mentioned but she had a few ideas already when it came to raids.

A way that would be a lot more efficient than the usual Alliance battle plan.

The Alliance had to sever herself from her colonys sadly. Maybe another day in the future they could retake them from the grips of there enemys.

OCC: sorry i gtg i wont be on today.

The fifty Imitator cargo ships, having offloaded their Berrax cargo, now turned and jumped for parts unknown, leaving the Third Assault Fleet behind.

The Greal fleet attacked Aries, using the same tactics as the last battles.

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Unit 323956 did not worry about the Imitators jumping out of buildings to her, her main danger and concern lay with the massive tide of the enemy that threatened to overwhelem her. The miniguns independently targeted the dropping Imitators and took them out in midair, flinging their corpses back to their brothers. Unit 323956 now moved forward, weapons continuing to blaze into the suicidal parasites. Her main goal was to find the atmospheric control center and depressurize the dome, killing all those inside. Finally she would plant charges to collapse the dome onto itself, finishing the job.
OOC: See above, NC.
OOC2: Also, Greal has entered the Aries system, unless you plan not to defend that system.

The missing carg ships from Nova Max turned to Auto pilot, they would head through hyperspace to Cryoarctica.

Ares

The fleet was expecting an attack soon, and they were prepared as best as they could for the coming assault. Reinforcements were also nearby. The Same tactics were not as successful as the Alliance fleet opend fire upon her enemy's, although the enemy fleet was larger, they would inflict moderate casualtys, the nukes that they sent to the planet below were being blown apart by AA disk fire. Ares planetary guns also opend fire into orbit at the attacking imperialists. This war would not go unanswerd by the Alliance.

Arcadia Omega

The controls were not hard to find, they were simply set up around the town hall. But there were still imitators rushing at her from houses and apartments. Some armed with Plasma-ray pistols firing towards her, trying to protect this world from its intruder.

The change of course was noticed by the pilots. They disabled the autopilot and set them back to manuel, heading for their original destination. Must have been some kind of fail-safe program.
Arcadia Omega...
Unit 323956 scanned the town hall, wondering what possible use it could have. If the rumors were true, and the Imitators were actually an unruled collective, then would possible use could such a thing have? She shot the Imitators as they came at her, stepping inside the control room, unresponsive as the plasma shots hit the room and Imitators snarled towards her. Typing, the jacked in, hacked the system, and commanded it to emergency depressurze the dome. It would warn those inside, of course, but only to evacuate immediatly, and Unit 323546 had destroyed their only means of transport.

The imitators knew there fate was near, they just stood eyes closed, waiting for space to take them away. They would die, yes, but there deaths would not be in vain, the Alliance would continue and with that they died content.

The dome depressurized and the Imitators imploded, floating without gravity, mangled and twisted. Unit 323956 walked back out to the hole, past the shattered homes and levitating bodies. She calmly placed three charges around the hole, then called her scout ship. She boarded it and lifted off, and only once she was above the planet did she detonate the charges. There was no explosion or burst of light, but she saw the dome crumble in on itself and knew that the AIW colony of Arcadia Omega was finished.
Such a successfully destructive attack preformed against thirteen fighters, a tank, three battlecars and an entire city of Imitators made by a single combat android would catch the eyes of military commanders.

OCC: reply to me in Unexpected company.

Indeed, the android was a real threat to the AIW as of this. Future involvment with her would prove to be much more difficult for the Xscapians. No help could have been sent to this colony. Xscapia could certainly hope to pay for her actions.

The missing carg ships from Nova Max turned to Auto pilot, they would head through hyperspace to Cryoarctica.

Ares

The fleet was expecting an attack soon, and they were prepared as best as they could for the coming assault. Reinforcements were also nearby. The Same tactics were not as successful as the Alliance fleet opend fire upon her enemy's, although the enemy fleet was larger, they would inflict moderate casualtys, the nukes that they sent to the planet below were being blown apart by AA disk fire. Ares planetary guns also opend fire into orbit at the attacking imperialists. This war would not go unanswerd by the Alliance.



The Greal fleet fired it massive Super megabolt cannons, it could destroy Capital ships in a single shot. Hell Fire torpedoes were fired at the enemy ships, the Greal fleet fired thousands of plasma warheads, nukes, and hell fire torpedoes at the ground.

As the 'Unforgiven' continued its patrol the new N-K members of the Alliance continued to settle in and learn the ropes.

Chise Nakamura finding herself in the 32nd Alliance marines who were onboard found herself issued with slightly different armour than her much taller colleagues. Her long hair had also been bobbed but she wore a chrome flak jacket which gave a lot more protection than it looked but a lot of mobility given her size and slenderness.

She also received matching chrome vambraces (arm guards) and greaves (leg guards) and the standard issue closed over helmet that was issued to humans, the reason why her hair needed cut. She also received the standard weapon and sidearm given she was light infantry. A speciality might follow later but she was a marine for now.

Asami Abe found herself getting used to an Alversian designed shuttlecraft in a VR room, Emi Kobayashi was learning Alliance engineering methods from Merker and Ayumi Hamasaki was working with Dr Jun Kitagawa and her two nurses.

These four women would be the first doctors and medics in the Alliance but they did already have medical supplies to start them off. As they had all kept their memories they knew what they needed to eventually design and build (or obtain) to make their lives easier. Medical scanners, hypo sprays and laser scapels. Tools they'd taken for granted in their old life.

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AIW: Planet #10: Aries
Defenses: light: 20 Ray disks:100 AA ray disks: 10 Plasma nuke silos
Climate: flat rocky surface
Atmosphere: NONE
Hazards: no atmosphere
Starbase: none
Fleet Strength: light: 5 Scavenger class: 5 Shredder class: 100 contact fighters: 50 solar class bombers:
Troop Strength:light: 40,000 Alliance marines: 100 Pyscho battle tanks: 300 battle cars: 200 Insurgent APC's
Moonbase:none
Key Fact: weapons testing: space marine training center.

Seeing as most of the fire that was put at them was directed to the planet's surface, no doubt Greal liked to glass worlds. The Fleets AA fire soley concentrated on missles coming at them, and at the planet. Main weapons fire erupted from the Alliance, as plasma-rays and Plasma-nukes and torpedoes flooded towards the Imperials. A scavenger buckled from the megabolt cannon, and exploded in two. The Alliance would make a stand at there first world, and they damn sure wouldnt let any Imperial come near any Motherworld unless they were in unity......or a bodybag.

One of the Lasom Class Frigates were destroyed by the attack of the plasma rays, the battleships fired hundreds of anti-matter torpedoes from its holds at the enemy ships