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The Mothership Dropped out of her wave form
event, Kurdar had christened the ship a her in his own mind. It
reminded him of a giant sand sailor he had once seen tied to the
ports outside the city. They had timed the jump almost to the
second this time, a very rare event, and Kurdar could almost
picture the crew holding a minor celebration. His work however
had just begun. Kurdar was a mineral pilot, and although this
system was chosen for its remoteness and relative improbability
that the Taiidan were here, the mission still posed emense danger
merely because of the terrain. Kurdar paused before joining in on
the tactical briefing.
" This is a D class system with one solid
matter planet. For the un-initiated a D class system has two
stars, the more massive of which is constantly stealing gas from
the other to fuel itself. The stealing takes place because of the
immense gravity of the star, and it leaves a huge thousand of
kilometer wide band of vapor constantly flowing to the massive
star. We are going to try to put our harvesters in this beam and
collect the flowing gas." The mission commander stated with
cold emotion. "We don't expect any trouble but....."
Kurdar stopped listening, it was always better to stay out of the
battle side, then you didn't feel any debt to the people who fell
beside you.
The cool surface of the dark iodine oceans of
Gool were begining to bubble with anticipation. The Goolesque
stood poised to strike, perhaps finally they would have their
revenge and their freedom.
The crystal blue engines warped the space
behind them, creating small mirages, enough to trick you into
thinking you saw something, and in this game the enemy could not
know they were here. The pilots flew in a straight line, so
tightly packed that the ion trails from the pilot ahead of them
were still hot. And it was silent. That was something that Kurdar
could not get used to, half of the visible world, the mothership,
moving away from them in complete silence. The resourse
collectors and a small contingent of frigates and fighters were
about all that this group consisted of. This time the mothership
would attempt to draw the fire by travelling towards a small
asteroid belt on the outer edge of the system, then as the last
resources were being collected, slingshot around the planet and
engage a wave form event. And so almost the entire armada
remained with the mothership, to defend it and draw the fire.
In the officers lounge Kiith Hraal's lead
engineer paced back and forth, soon his new weapon would be under
construction, and it would be up to him to prove it's usefulness.
Soon he would have his chance, and that is what scared him.
Kurdar gave the order and his mineral team
moved into position, the fighters formed a sphere around them as
they came closer to the gas bridge.
HOLY MOTHER OF .......... and the rest was cut
off in an explosion and violent shock wave. "What was
that?!?" Kurdar Screamed breaking the radio silence. His
question was answered as many abandoned mining platforms and
tools decloaked on the small meteors around them... "What
the....." He couldn't figure it out, they were still a few
thousand klicks from Weverne, the only known planet, why would
cloak generators be out here if not for a fleet, and if there WAS
a fleet why weren't they under attack?
"Ferrin, take the small fighters and
disable as many of the cloak generators as you can. They must be
drawing power from somewhere, see if you can find the
grid...."
The fighters broke off quickly and soon had
found many more cloak generators, twenty or thirty. Kurdar saw a
blink on his radar, and tried to scream to his men but it was to
late. A blast ripped through another fighter.
"Get that automated turret, hit it when it
decloaks to fire, and for don't die!!"
A The small nimble fighters easily outmatched
the single gun, and destroyed it, and the nearby cloak generator,
beneath them spread out a huge ring, or at least part of it they
could see before it disappeared beneath more cloak generators, a
huge ring covered in solar collectors.
Kurdar stared, never had he seen such a feet of
engineering as this. It was almost sad he could not leave it in
contact, but it was of Taiidan creation, and therefore must be
cleansed. an EVA team made short work of it, planting massive
explosives along the visible panels.
A sudden blue wave shook all the ships, and
when their sensors re-adjusted they could see the true scope of
this ring, it was cloaking an entire planet, and as the ring was
broken the entirety of its length began to collapse in being
pulled by the now uneven gravity. And the Kushans could see how
true magesty of Taiidan power, as an entire planet appeared where
none was before...
We gotta get outta here and fast, theres gotta
be a reason that they expended that many resources on a small
planet, and I really don't wanna find out. If there is a base
down there, it will take them at least 2 hours to get any large
ships orbital, that leaves us a 5 minute gap once we finish
collecting the resources, lets pray the mothership is here.
Sensors began flashing bright red and suddenly
all the view screens were lit up by one image, the entire sky
falling. General Orish had only moments to issue a planet wide
alert before their small outpost base was immolated by the
falling thousands of pounds of steal.
Everywhere sirens were sounding, as the light
fighters were sent out of the atomsphere to intercept, However
command had already calculated that whoever they were, the
fighters would not have enough fuel to reach them. They would
have to activate all of the planets defence ships, and this
scared him more then the space born enemies ever could.
The Kushan Heavy corvettes floated into
position like so many black phantoms, quickly deploying many
defenders and mine layers to create a shielded area, that they
knew would be put to the test if the homeworlds accuracy were
anything to go by. Resource collectors quickly began soaking up
the rich resources and breaking them down, and a gravwell
generator was put in place to neutralize the two gigantic suns
blazing gravity fields.
Seconds lapsed into minutes and everything was
quiet, Kurdar sat, watching the drones move endlessly, nothing
could ever compare to the complete emptyness of space. He almost
yearned for battle to begin. And finally he got his wish as a
Taiidan fleet aproached, however it was not from the planet they
had discovered, it was merely a scout party, this should be easy.
The nimble fighters road in a 2 dimensional box
shape, the radio static from the suns blocking out their
signitures. Finally they were around them, and the 4 waves turned
in behind the fighters to form a continuous hail of fire upon the
unsuspecting ships. The battle was won before it had even begun,
a few remaining fighters were shooting around, avoiding their
pursuers for the last possible moments, it was.....
An explosion rocked the fabric of space time as
a renegade ship crashed headlong into the grav well generator.
Kurdar could see the ripple of suns gravity closing in on them,
like so many hungry fingers aching to pull them to their doom.
