Space E-war

[Doc 42]

The Myro was sitting on an asteroid some distance from Corruscant... Without Cere'kan, data gathering was much harder than it used to be... Its only real purpose here at the moment was to moniter Imperial communications (not very effectively) while also provideing an attena for the Ma'jal to transmit off. On its own, the infiltrater drone was unlikely to be able to contact everyone, so it piggy backed its information off the Myro, the shroud...

The Myro, after shifting through some of the information, sent this to the Ma'jal "Excelent work. There is more to be done. Data processing will take a long time. We cannot afford to wait for this to pass. You are to gather inteligence on the peoples state of mind and of their state of mind in other worlds under the Empires control. Do not in any circumstance take aggressive action, other than in self preservation. When all data collecting objectives have been met, then we can strike." The Ma'jal responded back "Confirmed. Information gathering may be difficult. People within the empire aren't as informed as I want them to be.... I will leave a passive trace within this transmitter. Feel free to contact me and I will be sure to reply with an update at some point. Deciever signing off. For Maricas."
A cryptic message replied from the Myro "For Maricas, as it is truely ours."

[Anaclagon]

"We've waited quite long enough..no attacks yet as for the Droids, who knows...we should launch another attack..just to keep them in check. Still the people are loyal to the empire, we protect them and keep the peace and while rumors against the empire are rare..anybody who does openly oppose themselves or killed. Damn Rebels..the Rebellion has long been crushed and shattered, spreaded out through the outerim or even in wild space it just bothers him that we cant wipe them all out" Piett responded.

Captain Needa looked at him and shook his head. "Still I dont like all this waiting..what if the Elites turn on us? even if the alliance is "achieved" and what if another attack comes where we dont even inspect it..our infinite fleets and countless legions mean nothing if they are used wrongly"

"Dont be mistaken, Revan has given us a will of our own in a way...we have a Galactic Empire whoose worlds and colones reach epic proportions, the people are loyal because they choose to be. They enjoy the peace, its not like their own fathers and sons are dying..any enemy attempting to infilitrate even the outerim will face massive retaliation" Piett replied.

"As you wish Admiral..well I must be off..no big news hasnt occured since Kaine's move, let's hope it stays that way" Needa said as he bowed and walked off. Piett nodded and then glanced towards Revan, still typically in his spot, looking at maps and military data. So far..no other plans of moving the Armada have been sent.

[Doc 42]

Thara boredly threw a ball at the wall oppoiste his bed, judgeing its flight and catching it after its bounce... He let the ball drop from his hand to the floor and he continued to stare out the window of his room...

Meanwhile, Alex Highlander and his crew were flying off from Maricas itself, haveing off loaded more than a few tons of Vardian goods there. Right now they had cash flowing out of them practically. The crew had taken a vote, everyone agreed that the first stop was Kim'rav, after that, Dumpheys Backreach. The arrow rocketed through space, arcing around towards Kim'rav... All alex could think about was buying new weapons and armour. The others were more interested in buying more possessions. Kim'rav was full of foreign traders selling random noveltys to keep the boredom away. On the other hand, he already knew for a fact that some members intended to leave his crew, one of them was most likely going to try settle on Kim'rav while two others were planning to put their cash together and buy their own ship. As long as they didn't start a mutiny, he didn't care. He had been captain of the arrow for a long time and led its crew into great places. True, more than a few mercs had died under his command, but many more earned riches beyond their wildest dreams...

His crew was too large anyway. A crew of nine, that would be nice... He was sure of 6 mercs that he would definately want aboard, but the other three were undecided. Two of his best were the ones going to buy their own ship. He would've picked Trina, but despite her best efforts, everyone on the ship knew about her and Greg. It was impossible to keep things like that hidden on such a small ship... Soon he would have to dismiss them, their relationship was a serious liability to the rest of them. It was a real shame though, while Greg was reletively new and barely competant as a soilder, Trina had been on the Arrow a long time and was one of the more experianced mercenaries.

Another worry was Dynamo. What ever was causeing it, no one knew, but it was becoming very clear that he utterly dispised Jordan... The two used to be good freinds, having joined together, but now it was hard to get them both in the same room. Another serious liability... If they didn't sort it out, he would have to kick both of them off, which really wasn't an option. Both Dynamo and Jordan were extremely experianced mercenaries. They originally joined the crew when there was only 6 of them on it. They were ex marshals from some Wasteland planet, having left out of their own will. Both had proven themselves many times in combat.

He would be able to enlist more Mercs later on Kim'rav anyway, maybe even pick an Alien or two, it was good to have variety, more local knowledge of the more foreign areas... Or... he with his new found cash reserves, he could try purchase a combat drone... Maybe some Shock Troopers aswell. For a second, he imagined dropping a Hammerhead weapons platform into some target planets atmosphere... But there was a slight problem with that, mainly being that Hammerheads were BIGGER than the Arrow...

[Zephyr]

My queen, we are approaching planet Maricas. Prepare to drop out of Warp space. Excellent is the rest of the fleet prepared? Yes my queen we are preparing to fire on the planets surface. The Wraith Hiveships began powering down the warp drive cores.

[Doc 42]

A thunderous, thumping alarm began in the Defiance above Maricas. In the main commanders room, where three marican generals had been disscussing the Imperials fate, a large image flickered onto a nearby screen, one half of it showing three red spikes in a triangle and the other half showing a sensor diagram, highlighting a few blips in space. The space stations ai crowed "Multiple warp signatures detected approaching Maricas. Unknown origin and un announced presence. Placeing defences under Defcon. Further orders?" One of the men studied the blips for a moment and then growled "Lock down un-nesscessary flights out the travel ways for awhile... After the Skavens, I'm not taking any chances. Also, send in a drone for recon, if its the rat freaks, take em out with the Planetary cannon..." The ai replied "Understood, General." And the red triangle faded from the screen...

Numerous rapid response drones were released from the 6 garrison stations above Maricas to provide a layer of saftey for the planet, just in case. If the new comers provded hostile the defences would be activated. If it looked like a serious invasion, the I.S. Harbringer would be sent into combat.

The Harbringer was the Marican flagship, it had only left the Planets orbit once in the past. It was mainly for defenive and intimidation purposes... Its main contribution being a city class space shield, though it did have two Disintergrator cannons aswell....

[dinoman666]

Scuttle-basher, newly fitted with a deadly Venom Cannon, waited eagerly aboard one of Hive Fleet Hydra's ships, more than ready to fulfill his duty once more for the Hive Mind.

[Anaclagon]

OOC: Well due to the fact I'm partially stuck with LE's persons, I guess I'll be taking control :/

Kaine stopped as he looked at the two honor guard elites there...pikes in one hand and by their side was an energy sword, unactivated. The Arc Troopers looked foward as they prepared to enter the main doors where they were lead to speak with the leaders of the Elites and discuss on what was to happen..

The massive Galactic Empire military was in a way quite eager to see what would happen with the Elites. Chances are that if Kaine was killed, Revan personally would attack the planet and inititate Base Delta Zero with his Armada. Even now it the massive fleet was ready to deploy and with the coordinates now into Imperial secret data bases which could have been opened by the most sophiscated technology. Even if it accessed happened, Revan put in false information as well just to add more security..

Data back from the outerim of the empire has heavily been analyzed, from new weapons to new foes, combat data was being engineered and because of recent captured documents. Future Imperial ships were to be much more defended then others as their heavily improved shielding allowed ships to have multiple shield generators working at once to defend parts of the ship. As for firepower, they would become more powerful eventually but even now, even a lone Star Destroyer can glass a planet.

[Zephyr]

Within seconds the blurred scene of warp space began to settle then finally stop outright as a vortex opened and the Wraith hive ship emerged. The first site the fleet witnesses was the Marican blockade forming.

Fire all drones target weapons and engine, all shield energy tranferred to forward shielding! Fire cannons, Pilots to your Darts! ordered the wraith commander. Commander Tyldak take a ground force make your way past the blockade. the queen ordered. Yes my queen. The wraith commander marched off heading to the dropships bringing several regiments of wraith warriors with him. All the while the rest of the fleet began emerging from warpspace the orders already forwarded to them as they began firing on the nearest Marican cruiser. The flagship and largest hive ship firing away at the Defiance which at the moment appeared to be the commanding ship in the Marican fleet...

[Doc 42]

A red nano shield falshed into existence before the shots, blocking them.

The recon drones were annihilated in the intial wave of enemy fire, unable to dodge or fight back effectively, their armour torn to shreds. The general grunted "Damnit! They dropped the hammer on us, Kail, send All defenders into full Defcon, get the Harbringer active, and for godsake, get Climetrix on his way back here, bring the ambushers aswell." The Ai's symbol flashed on screen momentarily, its voice confirming the orders before leaving. The space stations above Maricas scrambeled their ships, Battleships and cruisers launching away and out to fight the attacking fleet, not doing much shooting for the moment, instead just powering up sheilds and shooting down enemy missiles. Several small clouds of Sentinals and Owl-phoenix fighters could be seen behind a few of the shields, preparing for the likely attack of enemy fighters.

A large blueish Gamma pulse burst out of one of the foreward battleships, the blue wave rolling across space with the purpose of disrupting enemy fire...

The Cruisers were mostly takeing cover by the battleships, takeing full advantage of the heavy nano shields....

A purpleish glow could be seen wavering over the planet below, stretching across the Marican sky as several Planetary cannons activated....

As a final display to their enemy, a massive grid of red lasers pulsed into view over the planets surface, preventing any chance of strike force entering the planet without dealing with the orbitals first, who were supplying the grid... However, for now, the Orbitals shields were in place, their more offensive weapons inactive for the moment... They were the strong points of defence. Each one powered by a miniture sun. To destroy one take something equal to a star itself...

[Zephyr]

The massive Hiveships though fewer in number than there enemies continued to fire as they focused there power on individual cruiser while the larger capitalship dove forward into the enemies fleet firing in all directions ahead of it.

Minimize engine power, tranfer to cannons and drones bays. Fire at anything that isnt Wraith. The queen spoke in her snarling voice. It took sometime as the engineers rerouted the energy crystals that powered all teh electronic features of the ship and as they adjusted the ZMP ( zero point module), the power core for the whole ship that could last for centuries without maintenance. It grew bright as it tranferred the rerouted crystal energy to the new systems they were meant to power. The pulse cannons on the ship began to increase dramatically in power and the drones glowed a violent bright light, all at the cost of minimized speed.

Blasts from the capital ship streaked across the emptiness of spce ripping through shields and hull of the smaller Marican ships but still not strong enough to have the same effect on the larger cruisers.

The wraith Dart fighters came screaming out of the launch bay firing their laser at enemy craft and dropping pulse bombs on any they happened to pass over, their manueverability maki9ng it difficult to hit them.

[Doc 42]

The sentinals were unale to keep up with the darts, being taken down with almost ease, but the OWLs were another story. Their advanced weapos were well capeable of dealing with the enemy and predicting their movements. One of the OWL's targeting computers tracking a dart and its dual disintergrator guns fireing white tracers out into it, the dart breaking up and explodeing.

Then, with a resonateing thud across space, a blueish orb blasted up from the surface of Maricas, ripping through a few darts and then crashed right into the side of a Hiveship, the bolt peirceing its armour and explodeing with devestateing effect. Disintergrator pulses tore across the blackness of space, hammering into Wraith ships and sliceing them in half. The Marican cruisers were takeing heavy hits from the sheer amount of shots fired at them, but were still just manageing to dodge out of the way of the more devestateing shots.
A wave of plasma shots rang out from one of the main marican battleships, the orange orbs hammering itno the Wraith capital ships side... The Harbringer still wasn't fireing, but its shield was keeping its allies safe, protecting the more important marican ships...

These aliens had made a big mistake in this invasion. They were being completely outgunned. It seemed that they had attacked on the whim with no foreward movements or investigation. As this ran through the mind of the General, a huge violent blue beam seared across space infront of him, hammering into the side of a Wraith ship, the blue laser cutting its hull apart, melting through its armour....

[Anaclagon]

The Sangehlli Elders looked as Admiral Kaine and his ARC Trooper escort appeared in the large room as the elders and council members appeared in their hoverchairs. Eyed dead foward, examining the Imperial men as they thought on what would be interesting meeting.

"Admiral...Kaine, your arrival to our system was quite unexpected.." One counciler responded, his voice deep and a bit edgy. The Elites most likely did regret the decision but they had no choice.

"I agree, we never knew of this system until now..I must say that I never thought I would you see you guys up and close..even as, aliies" Kaine responded.

"Prehaps you've misunderstood the situation, you've killed many of our own..just because you've helped us with this problem does not mean-"

The counciler was cut off by a second one. "While you did help us...do not think we forgot about past events.."

"Then we dont have a reason here then.." Kaine responded.

The guards looked at each other tensely..unsure if a firefight would break out. "We could agree but there is things we need to talk about.." The first counciler replied as Kaine narrowed his eyes...now what.

[Zephyr]

OOC: I'm afraid to say its not going to be that easy

Whats the damage! the wraith commander snarled as sparks flew and gases shot out of pipes. We've taken a heavy hit sir, it managed to break through the shield.

Across the "battlefield" pilots could see the burned scar on the lone hiveship as it continued on firing drones and particle blasts into the enemy fleet. Crashdive! all power tranferred from weapons to shield and engines. Head for the planet. In moments the hive dipped its nose and took a straight dive for Maricas in a kamikaze attack.

The capitalship continued on straight into the Marican fleet ramming several smaller ships in its way as it blast its cannons and drones into the flanks of several cruisers including the Defiance.

There was a split second opening when, Launch dropships!.
Each hive jetisoned there dropships which screamed down to the planets surface with Dart escorts to serve as screens from crossfiring. Tyldak stared out the window as the planet appeared closer and closer.

[Doc 42]

OOC: As I stated earlier, the Defiance is a massive space station and not a cruiser, one of 6 which is supplying the laser grid around Maricas.


The General shook his head... whispering "Such a senseless loss of life... power up the laser grid to full poitential..." The red mesh around Maricas intensified... Flashes illimuniated the scene, shadows being cast by the explosions and wrenching of metal as the drop ships were carved into pieces... Nothing but the tiniest pods were surviveing, and even then, most of them burned up on the decent downwards... More flashes erupted out as larger ships were torn to pieces, their wreckage spiraling into the planets atmosphere unprotected and breaking up in the intense heat...

If any invaded ever wanted to set a foot on Maricas, the Defiance or one of the other orbitals had to be destroyed first, but for that to happen, they would need to defeat the Marican fleet in combat...

General Dyner continued to watch the destruction, wondering if the Capital ship would retreat or just plumit foolishly to its doom....

[Anaclagon]

Kaine walked back towards the shuttle...in a way, there was no point of coming. Only the exchange of words and insults and disagreements. The Elites heavily regretted their decision but they had no choice. They were now leaving the system and return back towards the blockaide...Kaine's mission failed and right now, Revan could truely display on he felt to those who have failed.

If any good came out..they knew the coordinates and location of the Elite homeworld. Something that could have been revisited but not due to some armada under a famous general but instead..by a Dark Lord of a Sith, who's plans for conquence and vengance would be tested.

The 501st Armada are still over the capital planet, ready to be deployed at Revan's order. The Imperials hadnt been in any battles lately but they needed to show their enemies they were still very much alive. But for now..Revan awaited the news for Admiral Kaine and waited patiently for the opportunity for him to strike..

[The Kingpin]

a black ship drifted forward through space, several guns poking out of it's hull like some sort of porcupine, as it's tracking system locked onto the Endeavour. "We have another tasty treat floating in space, Captain. should we attack?" hissed the pilot, a brutish reptilian with blood red slitted eyes, a slash going along it's scaley chest from it's right shoulder to the edge of it's left hip, the humanoid reptile's tail tipped with an axe-blade attachment seeminly bolted into it's very skeleton. "Not yet. Closer" hissed the captain, another brutish reptilian humanoid, a fin of electric blue spikes lining it's back, black scales covering it's body, yellow reptilian eyes glowing in the dark control room of the ship. "Men we have new prey! prepare to hunt!" roared the captain from the control room into the microphone by the chair he was sitting in, a large hole cut out of the chair with a torch to allow his tail comfortable room to move freely...

[Doc 42]

Thara was still lying on his bed, only know he had his gloves and his helmet on. Only his basic slide was down, bathing the room in a green hue. He was idely testing various details of the ships atmosphere. He was interested to see that the Vardian air contained a very small amount of gas that could prove fataly lethal to some of the less resilent space fareing creatures... He had linked his helmet up to a terminal in the side of the room, downloading various bits of information about the ships layout to his navigation system. He had already worked out the safest places to be in case of a hull breech and had found several unknown weapon systems.... It was takeing along time. His navigation system was old and had taken quite a battering over the years. On top of that, it had very little simulation functions. Using it, he could calculate a moving objects trajectory aslong as he had most of his sensors online, but if he were to try bounce the object off something? Simulator grinds to a halt and just gives up.

He considered trying to buy a Galactic planner system on Kimrav, but those were really expensive. He remembered one of his old mercenary freinds, a marican man named Alex Highlander, showing him one. Not only was it capeable of telling him the trajectory of entire planets, but it could be set to work on the surface aswell.... He sighed and then pressed one of the hands up to the wall, trying to calculate how much force would be needed to break it.

[Anaclagon]

From the darkness in space...a massive figure roared through space, coming out from hyperpsace. Propelled through space from 13 blood red engines in its 5 thrusterbanks. The massive ship strecthed on...for 30 miles, approaching the Imperial Blockaide whose sole purpose was to use it to be the spring board that launched Imperial units into this new unknown system.

But the mood changed as the Imperial men watched as smaller ships, 1 mile each themselves following the gigantic flagship. Thousands upon thousands of weapons, upgraded along with its hull and shields. Each ship, especially from the lead ship itself rolled foward. The ammount of ships, even the lone lead ship itself was heavily indimitating, it almost felt like only death would come should they refuse to surrender which has been the case as rebel planets simply surrendered at the sight of a regular Executor Star Dreadnaught. In other cases, entire worlds were decimated, their surface forever devasted from the ammount of firepower. Even entire continents, olbierated from the Super Laser Cannon the flagship carried...The Armada right here was responsible for the destruction of countless fleets along the deaths of countless people and numerous planets

The Annihilator which was previously damaged in combat has been heavily refitted with better armor and weapons yet the new upgrades where yet to be tested. Darth Revan, Dark Lord of the Sith finally brought his Armada from the homeworld, back into the front lines. The men at the blockaide had no clue this was about to happen, some thought it was just an illusion but it was very real..

The Armada was see to press on further through the new areas, searching planets, destroying any enemies in its path while recording data. Once more the 501st would lead..

With dangers to the empire still somewhere...Revan was now prepared to strike first. Harper could only watch as the massive Armada past through but a simple transmissions came in...directed for the leader of the blockaide, Harper. The transmission simply read..."Where's Kaine..."

[The Kingpin]

Serephir opened his eyes as he lay in his bed, having just woken up from a relaxing doze. something was wrong. he felt uncomfortable. he got up, and walked out of his blue room, heading for the command room, going over to Jarmun before saying "Computer. do a full scan of our surroundings". having checked Jarmun's monitor, he discovered that Jarmun had turned the constant scan off for some reason. "What reason do you have to explain it being deactivated?" said Serephir somewhat irritably. Jarmun hesitated for a moment, stuttering before saying "A bad habit from my previous craft...it had a power problem and we kept the radar and other detection systems off to conserve energy". Serephir was about to speak when the Computer's voice spoke out. "Large Hostile Craft detected. close range. Boarding attempt imminent" said the Computer as the Craft's alarm went off, Serephir sighing as he drew a sword, holding it in his left hand casually as the electric clamps of the pirate ship locked onto the underside of the Endeavour, locking it in place. apparently this lot wanted a prize craft. they were so careful not to cause damage. "PREPARE FOR BOARDING, MEN!" called Serephir's voice through the entire ship as he spoke through the microphone at the Pilot's seat, just as the lock on the door behind him began to slide open...

Blaze had his M352A machinegun in hand and was walking down the hallway towards the nearest door, walking almost too confidently, Xander behind him, a shotgun in hand, moving along the wall, to avoid being seen by anyone entering the craft through the airlock in this part of the ship...

[Doc 42]

Thara tapped a finger off his helmet and a blue slide fell down over the green one, his balistic shield locking in place. He stood up and took off the main chest part of the suit, loading it onto his shoulders and then bring acros the front section, clamping up the middle. He put on his fore arm bracers and power feat, the clawed metal toes were required to support the rest of the suit. Feeling kind've unprotected, he decided to just go all out and put on the entire suit. He picked up the firestorm submachine gun, linking it with his helmets targeter and then cocking it. He glanced through the window on his door, wondering if he should head out into the ship....