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Post by Rayo Azul » Mon Nov 02, 2009 12:06 pm

Chapter Twenty

The huge meteorite had passed ages meandering slowly through space; occasionally gravity from one celestial body or another had tugged fitfully at it, causing it to deviate from its ambling course, but never enough to capture it. That was until a myriad of small craft had landed and begun to transform its purpose. Engines were bolted to its surface, drills bored deep into its interior and finally three great warships occupied their chosen places. Now it was more than a mere rock; it lacked sentience, but the feverish minds within the ship gave it purpose.

Ever so slowly its course was corrected; bursts of fire struggled with its gargantuan mass, turning it towards its target. Then one by one the warships left, a small skeleton crew remaining to utilise the manoeuvring thrusters. Deep within its bowels lay the multiple nuclear warheads, awaiting their activation codes.

The SDS recognised the imminent threat and relayed the details to the planet’s surface. It appeared that the immense rock would pass close to the asteroid belt; a not unknown occurrence. Perhaps a new body would join the many already in existence and so whilst it was monitored, few were worried.

This changed when it was still relatively far away. Movement was detected as a warship appeared in known space. The evacuation of the meteorite went unnoticed, as the remaining small craft moved quickly to reach their mother ship. The larger craft’s disappearance once more was registered and was the subject of discussion within the underground complex. Only for a moment though, as a series of gigantic explosions rocked the meteorite itself. They tore the thing apart, blasting huge chunks away which now were given their own impetus. These were flung towards the asteroid belt itself, rocky projectiles whose path spelt danger for the SDS.

Automatic defence systems kicked in, launching missiles and powering up mass projectiles. They were relatively ineffective, their impacts producing smaller explosions which did not deter the already committed shrapnel.

First impacts struck the stable belt, tearing asteroids from their orbits and creating mayhem. Drones were launched in a feeble attempt to strike back, but many were smashed into oblivion, their onboard systems unable to cope with the maelstrom of incoming fire. Some survived, racing out to attack larger pieces, but their guns and missiles were useless.

Amidst this chaos, three warships jumped into the system; two turning to fire their capital weapons on the SDS itself. Their own missiles and particle weapons adding to the confusion. The third continued on its way towards the awaiting planet, dropships disengaging, and fighters launching. It took up a menacing orbit; sufficiently distant from the planet that it could intercept any attack.

Von Jankmonn and his minimal crew watched it all happen; there was nothing that they could do. What fighters he had at his disposal were limited, not in number but by lack of pilots. The frigate itself was capable of much, but with such an untried crew they would stand little chance. Instead, he did the only thing left to him.

“Von Jankmonn for Elias, come in Elias...”

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Post by Rayo Azul » Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:29 am

Maggie had survived She had weathered the warring forces which had smote upon her hull, and those others which constantly warred in her mind. Stressed almost to the point of implosion, the AI had considered giving in, but anger now fuelled her. In particular, the rage she felt towards the humans still inside her had helped her resist any suicidal impulse. Now she was through and could turn her attention to ridding herself of them.

Scanning them, she was relieved to find them alive, weak vital signs were in evidence. Maggie ordered her robots forward; they would hold the two humans whilst she disarmed them and then they would open their suits to vacuum; a fitting end.

“I wouldn’t do that...” the voice was weak, but it was definitely Elias.

“And why not? You are in no physical state to resist me,” sneered Maggie.

“Mainly because, if you do, you will die..” gasped the Tech.

“What? More bluffs, I think that it is within my power to disable your charges, once I have removed the detonator from your possession.”

“Good plan,” agreed Elias, “well it would be, if you had not overlooked a tiny problem.”

“Again with the lies. There is no-one to come to your aid now...” scorn dripped acidly from her voice.

“I, unlike you,” continued Elias, “thought ahead and envisaged what the strains of our journey might do to us. Therefore I made contingency plans. If you remove the detonator from my possession, the charges will explode. And before you protest and do something ridiculous, let me explain.

“The detonator contains a transmitter which is interfaced with the control unit attached to the charges. They talk to each other on a regular basis and if that communication is interrupted they explode. What determines that frequency of discussion, I hear you ask? My vital signs; if they stop no talking, simply...Boom!”

“Now you are bluffing...” responded Maggie, but the certainty had gone from her voice.

“Try me...” replied Elias coolly, as he began to move more freely. Hauser also seemed to be showing renewed signs of life, as the Caspar hurtled away from the sun.

"Okay, let’s say I believe you? Now what?” asked Maggie in a petulant tone.

“We slow down and call Von Jankmonn. Refuelling is our next priority and then we will make our way back to the planet.”

In his own mind, Elias was already planning how to refuel the Caspar quickly, or at least how he could get her back to their system, where he could work in comfort.

“I have Von Jankmonn calling us right now,” said Maggie viciously, “and it seems as though he has a slight problem.

Her cruel laughter echod in Elias’ helmet and he wondered what had happened to make the mad AI so happy.

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Post by BeoWolf » Tue Nov 03, 2009 4:48 am

Interresting, now the question is: who are the new aggressors; the Jade Falcons?
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Post by Rayo Azul » Tue Nov 03, 2009 7:08 am

The G'ould....oops, sorry, wrong story :lol:

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Post by Rayo Azul » Wed Nov 04, 2009 9:52 am

End of Chapter...


“What is the situation?” asked Elias.

Von Jankmonn had matched the frigate’s velocity to that of the Caspar’s. He had spoken quickly with the ascending dropship and explained his situation. Jax had already made planet-fall and had put him under Elias’ command. Normally this would have annoyed the ex-Clansman, but he was rapidly beginning to understand the Tech’s worth. He was also way out of his depth.

“Unknown warships have attacked the SDS, three of them in fact. Two have continued with the attack and the third is making directly for the planet. Jax has returned to direct the defence from there.”

“Orders?” queried Elias, as he watched one of the robots effecting repairs to the nearby bulkhead.

“To place myself and the frigate under your command.”

The tone was clipped, formal. Elias laughed and then explained himself.

“That would presume that I had a plan,” he paused for a moment, “and it just so happens that I do. First though, we need to get some fuel into Maggie. Is she co-operating?”

“It appears so,” replied Von Jankmonn, “at least she has not fired on us.”

“Not yet...” drawled the AI.

“And you will not. You are now part of the Dark Falcons, whether you like it or not,” snapped Elias, “and as such we have a job to do.”

“Three warships? And what do we have? An undermanned frigate, fighters with no pilots and...”

“...a less than stable AI,” muttered Von Jankmonn.

“About that not firing issue...”

“Enough!” Elias knew he could not let this break down even further, “we will soon have fighters that do not need pilots. What I am concerned about is how we bring the frigate to full functionality.”

“You could transfer over there, I’ll be alright on my own.”

Elias laughed, “No, my Warrior-Queen, you and I will be fighting together. Hauser will stay with me. For what I have in mind, I will need your full co-operation, which I am not sure of unless I remain as a constant reminder of your allegiance.

“Now, listen very carefully, this is what we are going to do...”

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Post by Rayo Azul » Wed Nov 04, 2009 12:31 pm

Chapter Twenty-One


The SDS still fought on, irrespective of the overwhelming damage that it had suffered by multiple impacts. Nuclear-tipped warheads had blasted rock and missile batteries to dust. Fighters raced after the remaining drones, intent on wiping them out. Orders had been given and the SDS followed them, mechanically.

Not all of the destruction had been on the side of the aggressors. Two mass-rounds had smashed their way through the lead vessel, destroying a dropship where it had clung to the hull. It still fought on, although it listed badly. Its sister ship was relatively untouched and continued with its titanic bombardment. With no apparent notice, the asteroid in which the SDS clung tenaciously to life cracked apart, as the constant fire took its final toll.

Drones seemed to lose what little identity they had, wheeling in mad flight, and the trailing fighters dove in for the kill. As one, the drones regained control, swooping away and dashing out into space. The fighters trailed them for a short while and then gave up. Behind them, the constituent parts of the SDS floated or blasted away, depending upon their newly given momentum.

On the Bridge of the second warship, a tall man smiled. It had been easier than he had expected. Granted that there had been casualties but the SDS could not have remained at their backs. Now they could take the planet and capture, or destroy, all that was there. Star League equipment or not being the prize, he would make sure that people would remember this day and especially his name.

*

“They are coming,” reported Maggie.

“How many?” asked Elias as he studied the feed she had routed to his helmet.

“All that are left, perhaps fifteen if they can all reach us. Some are very badly damaged.”

“Good. Have you managed to carry out sufficient repairs?”

“My main launch bay was damaged by your companion, however I have plenty of space for them.”

“And the fighters?” Elias spoke absent-mindedly, as he busily prepared for the second phase of his plan.

“They have broken off. It appears that they see no profit in pursuing the drones.”

“Our enemies? In what state are they?”

“The last information I managed to recover from the SDS, indicated that one of the warships is seriously damaged. It has remained close to the asteroid belt and its fighters are flying a close screen of protection around it.”

“That will be our first target,” mused Elias, “we need to hit it hard. Can you do that?”

Maggie snorted in disdain, “Am I not the Warrior-Queen? It is merely a non-thinking machine. There will be no problem.”

“Over confidence has destroyed more than one plan. Let us go over the details once more.”

Maggie was not listening. Instead she was dwelling on the destruction to come and the consummation of the first part of her revenge.

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Post by Rayo Azul » Thu Nov 05, 2009 7:07 am

Next part...




Jax knew that this one would be different. Three warships and their complements was a degree of badness well above anything that they had faced before. Apart from the possibilities of planetary bombardment, sheer numbers of Mechs could well overwhelm them. He had to rely on Elias pulling another of his insane plans off, in order to deal with the first part of his problem. The other part was his to handle.

“Elana?” he used the communications array in the control room to contact her. She had ben tasked with rounding up all of their prisoners and isorla. Now things would have to be dealt with differently.

“I am here,” Elana replied curtly.

“I want you to make our League survivors an offer they cannot refuse.”

“I am sorry?”

“Tell all surviving Mechwarriors that they will get a new ride, Star League style, if they sign up with us. Pilots will either fly or drive a group of drones and armoured groups will get to play with our tanks. We need them to accept.”

There was a pause, “and if they refuse?”

“Then they can stay in their cells and rot. Whatever happens, whatever falls upon us, their safety will not be our main concern.”

“You have warned me of the potential duplicity of Spheroids,” cautioned Elana, “can we trust them?”

“David is working on something right now,” replied Jax, “which will at least give us a fail-safe option. Make the offer.”

“Very well,” Elana said, “ I will bring our new recruits directly to the complex main hall.”

“I will see you there...” Jax was not too worried about any new recruit’s loyalty whilst this battle was ongoing, no, that problem might come later.

*

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Post by Rayo Azul » Thu Nov 05, 2009 8:05 am

Maggie knew that they would see her, in fact she was counting on it. She had already released a first barrage of missiles which were inbound towards the crippled warship. Her new drones had been refuelled and resupplied and were following the missiles in. The fighter screen around the warship had already responded. All they would be seeing was the lone Caspar and a relatively weak fighter support. The frigate was nowhere to be seen.

“They are launching as expected...”

The AI was keeping up a running commentary for Elias’ benefit, although the Tech could easily see from his display what was going on.

“Changing course in line with new parameters...missiles still on target, although fighters are trying to intercept...detonating...”

The missiles had never been intended to destroy the main warship. Their job was to remove as many of the fighters as possible. Maggie had anticipated the arrogant response and had calibrated the missiles accordingly. She watched hungrily as space boiled for an instant, decimating two wings of fighters with a sudden nuclear holocaust.

“They are breaking formation...second wave of missiles fired...drones engaging...”

She was rapidly closing range. Her systems were broadcasting electronic counter measures, scanning all available frequencies and looking for a way in. Although the warship’s computers were protected, they did not have the sophistication of the AI. She was not trying to take them over, she just wanted them blind, unreactive.

“I am in...uploading new data...antimissile systems compromised...external detection systems scrambled...”

Maggie gleefully began to count down until impact, one fighter bravely drove his craft into a gigantic missile, but his futile gesture did nothing to halt the inevitable. Human-controlled defensive systems began to fire, but they were on manual. None of their targeting systems could get a lock.

“Wait for it...wait for it...BOOM!”

Unchecked, the wave of missiles exploded, ripping apart the warship from stem to stern. The hull fractured, melted and disintegrated all at once amidst the raging energy released by the missiles. There was absolutely nothng the defenders could do.

Elias gagged at the annihilation of the once proud vessel, and all the while, Maggie’s mad cackling rang in his head.

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Post by Rayo Azul » Fri Nov 06, 2009 9:37 am

“Dropships have disengaged, both warships are coming to play...”

“I do not know why you are so happy,” muttered Elias, “although we have at least avoided a planetary bombardment for now.”

“I’m happy that my plan is working,” crowed Maggie, as she changed course, leading the chasing warships out beyond the asteroid belt, “as I knew all along it would.”

Hauser raised his rifle menacingly above the AI’s core memory, but Elias merely shook his head.

“What do you have from Von Jankmonn?”

“Absolutely nothing, just as it should be,” huffed Maggie, a little put out by Elias’ apparent lack of enthusiasm.

“Did you make sure that the next part of your plan is ready?”

“Of course,” snapped the AI, “don’t you worry about me, haven’t I always done what I say I am going to do?”

Elias shook his head and Hauser grinned. All in all, the crazy tanker was really beginning to like Maggie, she almost reminded him of someone.

“They are passing the point of no return...initiating attack...NOW!”

The two great ships were nearly clear of the overly congested asteroid belt, their fighters flashing out in direct pursuit. One was more cautious in negotiating the recently created debris, its captain less aggressive in the chase. It was as he breathed a sigh of relief that alarms screamed within his bridge, identifying an imminent attack and before he could respond, it was upon him.

Four of the more heavily damaged drones had made it as far as the asteroid belt, Maggie placing them as examples of yet more debris. They had been ignored as they moved in time with the other rocky trash, the AI herself controlling their apparent random movements. Playing possum was fine, but the simulation of dead assets had needed the immense computing power which only Maggie possessed. Calculating how such an inert body would realistically behave had been extremely complicated, for four of them, it had seemed impossible.

Each was heavily laden with weapons transferred from the frigate; missiles which had never been designed to be fired from a Voidseeker. That, though, was okay, Maggie had no intention of firing them; the weapons were the drones themselves.

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Post by BeoWolf » Fri Nov 06, 2009 12:13 pm

Very nice updates & the story just keeps on getting more & more interresting.
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Post by Rayo Azul » Sat Nov 07, 2009 2:45 pm

Chapter Twenty-Two


Four drones fired their engines together. Courses were adjusted; little accuracy was needed for the work they were to do. Acceleration was brutal, burning remaining fuel in an instant, but they did not need to travel far. Their mission was quick and dirty. Impacting almost as one, they burrowed deep into the second warship’s stern, tearing massive holes in the outer skin. That damage though, was superficial in comparison with the internal destruction.

What atmosphere there was helped propagate the initial fireball. Decks and structural members disintegrated, crew members dying before they even knew they were under attack. Electromagnetic pulses rocked the craft, frying all control in an instant. The once great vessel continued to turn; the exploding drones had forced the stern around and now it continued. Each punch slammed it more off course.

The bow of the vessel now pointed back into the asteroid belt and the combination of the last momentum given by its engines and the new forces increased its spin. There was no time for the Captain to respond, man-made shrapnel joined with natural rock formation in the obliteration of the warship. Its screening fighters fared no better; very few escaped the shocking attack nor its mechanical consequences.

“Oh, yes! Game, set and match!”

Maggie was in ecstasy. She liked destruction; especially if it was not directed in her direction. Elias was appalled. He had never expected the attack to do anything more than cripple the ship, he was also aware that Maggie had been less than truthful about what had been packed on board the drones.

“What did you do?” he gasped.

“Used overwhelming force on an apparently immovable object,” she giggled, “nothing that they wouldn’t have done to us...”

“Frakking right,” mumbled Hauser, “they certainly were not coming after us, just to tell us to be good boys. I’m with the crazy b*tch on this one.”

“I am not sure whether that was a complement, or not,” said Maggie primly.

“Tell it to someone who gives a fr...”

“Hauser!” snapped Elias, “you are not helping!”

“Oh I don’t know,” interrupted Maggie, “he’s a man after my own heart.”

Any further comments were interrupted as the Caspar lurched violently. The remaining warship had opened fire with more more than the expected accuracy.

“They hit me!” squealed Maggie, “now I’m really mad...not just insane, as it were, but craving blood, mad. There has been a change in plan. I would advise you to leave, right now.”

“I would remind you about the explosives,” cautioned Elias.

“How does it go?” mused Maggie, “Oh yes, tell it to someone who gives a flying frak. Talking about reminders, do you remember what happened to my drones? If you’re staying on board, now is the time to put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye!”

Elias noted the change in the engines' power and thought briefly about detonating the explosives.

“Hauser, we are leaving...”

“Not me,” said Hauser, “this is one ride I’m not going to miss...”

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Post by BeoWolf » Sat Nov 07, 2009 5:32 pm

Rayo Azul wrote: “Not me,” said Hauser, “this is one ride I’m not going to miss...”
Great , a human that is just as crazy as the AI. Sounds fun.
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Post by Rayo Azul » Sun Nov 08, 2009 9:42 pm

The Emergency Pod span away from the Caspar under its full, although limited power. Inside, Elias worked rapidly, transmitting a signal to the last known location of the Frigate.

“Von Jankmonn, this is Elias. There has been a significant change of plan. Please lock in on this signal.”

“Shuttle on its way,” replied Von Jankmonn, “we will remain in position until you reach us. Von Jankmonn out.”

Still smarting from the rough way in which he had been ejected from the Caspar, Elias cursed Hauser and his crazed sense of adventure. The Rating had threatened the Tech with his rifle and had gone as far as shooting the decking by Elias’ feet to make his point. If they all got out of this, there would be a reckoning.

*

“Okay,” said Hauser eagerly, “now what?”

“Now we are going to teach some humans a lesson,” smirked Maggie.

“Hey,” protested Hauser, “watch what you are saying.”

“Ah, don’t worry, my love,” crooned Maggie, “I don’t even consider you vaguely human...”

*

On board the bridge of the remaining warship there was intense activity. The tall figure of its Captain grinned savagely; at last a worthy foe. He felt more than compensated for being left out of the Invasion plans, now. A Star League AI whose functionality was more war-like than even his own.

“Send in our fighters,” he snapped to his waiting officers, “we will soften them up a little.”

“Captain,” said his Communications Officer, “we are receiving a message, but one I do not understand.”

“Put it on the speakers,” growled the Captain, “I will decide our appropriate response.”

An unmelodious duet echoed around the room; two voices, one male, the other female. The male could certainly not hold a tune, yet whatever they were singing made no sense.

“Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday Dear Magg-i-i-e, Happy Birthday to Me.”

It was insane and insulting. “Fire when within range!” snarled the Captain.

Abruptly the singing stopped and a chilling female voice spoke once, “Boo!”

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Post by MechRat » Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:24 am

I think Hauser is in love with Maggie. :wink:
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Post by Rayo Azul » Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:35 am

MechRat wrote:I think Hauser is in love with Maggie. :wink:
Like minds :twisted:

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Post by Rayo Azul » Mon Nov 09, 2009 12:46 pm

“What do we have?” Jax asked David, as he entered the room.

“I make it eight dropships plus two squadrons of aerofighters. From what we are seeing, that puts it at about thirty Mechs. Should be quite a party.”

“Have we heard from them?” Jax continued, as he looked over the holo-display.

“Nothing so far. They are disembarking rapidly though and it seems to be more weighted towards light Mech’s than any others.” David continued studying the data, tapping an occasional key for more information.

“Not Jade Falcon then?” mused Jax.

“No, the specifications do not match. I have an idea though...”

Speakers blared; a cold, haughty voice interrupting their musings. When the man had finished speaking, David laughed.

“They always reach too far; all speed and no planning.”

“You know them well then?” Jax had never seen David so amused.

“Not personally, but definitely by reputation, it should be...incoming message.”

Now Elias’ voice crackled over the speakers. He gave a concise account of what had happened so far and of Hauser’s desertion. Ill-disguised anger coloured his comments.

“And Maggie?” questioned Jax as Elias finished speaking.

“Playing chicken with a Cruiser,” snorted Elias, “except I do not think she’s playing. I am sorry. There is one asset about to be expended against my wishes.”

“You have done well,” Jax chided Elias, “and I can’t help but think it’s better this way. Maggie and Hauser together is not something I would like to deal with personally.”

*

“Shall we dance, de-do-do-do...” Maggie was still singing as she aimed directly for the Cruiser. She was happy. All was as it should be. Her scanners showed Hauser in the remaining launch bay, making his final preparations. It was a shame that she had only found her kindred spirit at the last.

“Finished,” he said, “I am on my way back now.”

“No, My Dear,” Maggie countered, “get yourself strapped in. I will pipe live feed directly to you. Be ready when I give you the command.”

“Are you sure about this?” queried Hauser.

“More than sure. In fact, my revenge depends on you. Do not disappoint me.”

Hauser laughed, “There’s no possibility of that. I’ve got a couple of scores to settle myself,” in his mind floated Arn’s face. He would start there.

“Good. It is time. Be safe and I will see you soon...”

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Post by MechRat » Mon Nov 09, 2009 2:16 pm

Rayo Azul wrote: “They always reach too far; all speed and no planning.”
Sounds Like Ice Hellions to me... :wink:
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Post by Rayo Azul » Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:35 am

You might be right at that :wink:

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Post by Rayo Azul » Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:37 am

Chapter Twenty-Three



Autocannon rounds shredded Maggie’s skin, but she ignored them. A heavy missile avoided her twisting path, ploughing into her side with its resultant explosion. Large lumps of metal span away, floating free of the stricken vessel and Maggie smiled, increasing her already suicidal speed.

“The wheels on the bus go round and round...”

She sang, giggled and crowed, all the while targeting the centre of the cruiser before her.

Her own cannon fired, shredding aerofighters and blowing missiles from her path. Maggie’s control was much tighter than that of her enemies’. The speed of thought contained within her supercomputer allowed her the luxury of last-minute decisions and she used it to its fullest capacity.

The AI dismissed the energy beams which were flung against her, moving her huge bulk gracefully in their avoidance. She was close now, could visualise the terrified face of the Cruiser’s Captain and laughed uproariously. For an instant, she thought of Elias and his attempted imprisonment of Maggie Warrior-Queen, then she smiled knowingly. His time would come, of that she was sure.

Maggie’s thoughts turned wistfully to Hauser, and it was with him held firmly in her mind that she struck, smashing her way through the franticly turning Cruiser. There was a short-lived, yet tremendous explosion as escaping atmosphere mixed with liberated energy. The Cruiser crumpled, doubling under her impact, shedding men and machinery as it died. By then, Maggie was no more, her last vengeful act complete.

*

Elias watched the Caspar’s maddened suicide, his gaze fixed on the two halves of the once-proud Cruiser which moved slowly apart. His sensors indicated a mass of metallic debris and a quick scan showed the sheer impossibility of any survivors. They would have to move closer to search, the Frigate’s skeleton crew were not capable of full operation. They would learn in time.

He shut off his instruments and gave Von Jankmonn his orders. First they would try and pick up any survivors; perhaps there might be a lone fighter, or at least a space-suited individual? There was always hope. Once done, they could make full speed for the planet and give whatever aid they could to their own forces below.

*

One other continued his vigil, long after the Frigate had passed him by. His shuttle had been dumped out along with three drones, when the first missile had struck Maggie. Their course had been plotted by the AI and now they clung, hidden, onto one of the asteroids.

Behind him he could see the large metallic box and its flashing lights, still intact. The drones waited for his next command and at last he gave it. Together they moved away, skirting the debris field and glided towards the co-ordinates they had been given. He had a particular job to do, which would then allow him to complete his promise.

Singing to himself, Hauser relaxed into his chair. Their time would come, of that he was sure.

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Post by BeoWolf » Thu Nov 12, 2009 10:38 am

Sounds like Hauser has just become the first traitor to the Dark Falcons. :(
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Post by Rayo Azul » Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:08 pm

Sorry, been in bed a couple of days with a stinker of a cold. Will catch up as soon as I can.

My fevered brain has a least suggested a new twist :twisted:

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Post by MechRat » Fri Nov 13, 2009 5:16 pm

An interesting source for inspiration. :twisted:
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Post by Rayo Azul » Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:49 am

Hauser finally sat back; he had made all of the required connections, even following Maggie’s instructions about leaving the power cable until last. At last it was done and he flicked the final switch. The block of complicated machinery in front of him looked dead and he was a little bewildered as to what he was expected to do now. A wave of static electricity stuck him, powerful enough to push him a few feet backwards, as the cold circuitry became live.

“Ye-s-s!” he heard Maggie’s echoing in his headset, as she exhilarated in her new freedom.

“Hello Love, did you miss me?”

A second deeper voice roared in his mind; male, without Maggie’s insanity. It was full of ironic humour, as though laughing at them.

“Still here Billy?” asked Maggie coldly, “Well not for long...PURGE!”

Another wave of energy crackled outwards, as the two artificial beings fought, or rather Maggie attacked. It was soon over.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for ages,” chortled Maggie spitefully, “but it seemed somehow too easy...”

“Well Love,” said Billy, his voice fading as Hauser disconnected the cables, “you’ve done me a favour. Enjoy your new prison. Me, I was getting a little bored with it...”

“What?” Now the Warrior-Queen was disconcerted. Her brother should have been devastated, yet he seemed pleased. She powered up the circuits, over-riding commands used to close the Caspar down.

“No-o-o-o!” The lights flickering to life revealed the shattered remains of the Caspar where it had been left. Parts had been dismantled; obviously for spares, as this ship would never fly again.

*

Hauser hurried to do his Mistress’ bidding; carrying the new prisoner in his small cell. She had wanted him spaced, beamed from existence, but something made Hauser check himself. With its self-contained power unit it wouldn’t last long anyway. The Rating thought Maggie human and cold-blooded murder of her brother seemed wrong. He could calm his own conscience if it was space that killed Billy, rather than his finger on the button.

His path took him to the edge of the installation and the emergency escape pods. One seemed to function, or at least enough to get the blood or whatever the thing had, off his hands. Hauser sealed the lock and hit the manual sequence, the tube expelling its charge. Good riddance, thought Hauser, as he made his way back to his enraged Mistress, I’ve got enough problems without adding another one.

The pod was damaged, but its safety protocols still functioned. It locked onto the expected beacon and fired its engines. Job done, it slowly died.

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Post by BeoWolf » Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:07 pm

Very interresting turn of events.
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Post by MechRat » Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:31 am

I had a feeling that we wouldn't see the end of Maggie... :twisted:
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