~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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Captain Nostros stood in front of the Admirals hologram, they had been discussing the aftermath of the Battle at Skylix. "Send them with my fleet to the coordinates given. I want Theored to bring them to me, he will know exactly what to do." The Admiral Nodded then the transmission terminated. "Captain Mork take us back into hiding." The Frigate had been cloaked the entire time is was emerged from the nebula so that none could sense it should any enemies be lurking.

"Do you intend to rendezvous with the VALECTICA yourself my King?"

"No." Nostros nodded at Tracker. "You will meet with Theored and bring the prisoners back here. By then their transmissions will be disabled and Manex will not see you." Then he looked back at Mork. "Tracker is to give alternate hiding places for my fleet to Theored. This way they will be waiting on standby for us if we need them." Mork handed the data to Tracker to give to Theored.

Tracker took the data from Mork. "Where is Theored going?" He asked.
 
Boron and Kyro had been locked up somewhere far away by a Kishu named Naika and a Lunar Cat named Kludd. Their hands and feet were cuffed together, and another heavy cuff held their bodies in place, making it very uncomfortable to move.

Naika and Kludd burst through their doors, guns in their hands and looking like they were about to kill something. Boron looked behind him in fear, his ears falling back submissively as he cowered from them.

"You IDIOT!" Naika screeched, firing several bullets into Boron's left arm. He cried out in pain, struggling against his restraints.

"W-what?" Boron whimpered.

"You lied to us! Riku wasn't there!" She yelled, smacking him on the back of his neck with her cybernetics, "liar!"

"I'm sorry! I only told you what I knew!" Boron cried.

Kludd snarled, "the only reason we don't kill you right now, Battian, is because of all the information you have. And if you don't give us the correct information, well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest." Boron whimpered in fear.

"Now," Naika growled, "you are going to spy on those Terrellians for us. If you dare give any information about us away we will hunt you down." She placed a computer chip inside one of the bullet wounds in Boron's arm.

"W-what is that?"

"Tracking device," she replied coldly, "in case you try anything funny."

Boron watched fearfully. It let out a small beep as Naika activated it. She then released Boron from his cuffs, holding onto his arms.

"This way," she hissed, taking him out of the room and down a dark metal hallway.
 
(kk :p)

"Corbian Ability?" Neko asked.
Krits nodded but was taking to Nakiso. "You were with her for some time, did you pick up on anything strange about her? Its odd that a war hero would be up for this severe of an arrest... and by her own."
 
Tracker took the data from Mork. "Where is Theored going?" He asked.
"They are about 4 hours jump from here near the Beshon moon (a moon in orbit by itself around nothing and no nearby star) We will download everything to the Battle Shuttle. It is equipped for prisoners and we've modified the shielding. Keep her cloaked, you will only lower it during the transfer. You have 4 Centaurian security members and 1 Terrellian pilot joining you." Mork switched his tail as he nodded to Tracker then turned and resumed with verifying analysts reports.

Nostros reached out his hand to tracker. "Stay safe, they will be disoriented, but then again you understand what they are going through. I need you to find out what you can from them, and if they are trust worthy. I trust you nose to be a good judge of them.... there are 5 Drex total." Nostros cleared his throat. "There were twelve.... but...."
 
She felt her heart cramp up. "I did love you, I just loved him more." She examined the note for any codes or clues, but found none. Doesn't explain the jars. She finished examining the vaults, then left for the Royal Gardens to find the second note.
Sure enough there was another note;

I failed you, I failed my people, I couldn;t stop his attack. I pray the virus does not spread and kill us all. I have done everything in my power to reinforce everything. The scientists assured me that the Virus was genetically designed to kill me alone, though I know that others had perished. I believe in my hear that this soul that visited me was Manex, be careful of him, do not let him find you or you he will use you and our bio-tech to grow stronger. In the records hall you will need to study everything that I have learned since the attacks started in the Battain empire. Start with document 19c-87965t-98876n
I know that you are capable of great things, Use these things to protect our people, carefully watch out for my cousin. You are lost now, but in my heart I know you will return safely.
-Medrik


Shandrak noted that he misspelled his name. It was odd , but she dismissed it since he was ill when he wrote it. She the headed back to the vault to start reading the documents.
 
Krits nodded but was taking to Nakiso. "You were with her for some time, did you pick up on anything strange about her? Its odd that a war hero would be up for this severe of an arrest... and by her own."

"Well," he said, "she had something very strange about one of her eyes. It wasn't normal. It glowed, and it was purple. There was also a star in the center," Nakiso said. Neko listened intently.
 
"They are about 4 hours jump from here near the Beshon moon (a moon in orbit by itself around nothing and no nearby star) We will download everything to the Battle Shuttle. It is equipped for prisoners and we've modified the shielding. Keep her cloaked, you will only lower it during the transfer. You have 4 Centaurian security members and 1 Terrellian pilot joining you." Mork switched his tail as he nodded to Tracker then turned and resumed with verifying analysts reports.

Nostros reached out his hand to tracker. "Stay safe, they will be disoriented, but then again you understand what they are going through. I need you to find out what you can from them, and if they are trust worthy. I trust you nose to be a good judge of them.... there are 5 Drex total." Nostros cleared his throat. "There were twelve.... but...."

Tracker nodded, "we will interrogate them after they've settled down." He didn't press about the prisoners, he knew what had probably happened to them and he tried to not think about it.
 

"That one," he pointed at the second photo. It had actually been taken from Si'ralle.
 
Sure enough there was another note;

I failed you, I failed my people, I couldn;t stop his attack. I pray the virus does not spread and kill us all. I have done everything in my power to reinforce everything. The scientists assured me that the Virus was genetically designed to kill me alone, though I know that others had perished. I believe in my hear that this soul that visited me was Manex, be careful of him, do not let him find you or you he will use you and our bio-tech to grow stronger. In the records hall you will need to study everything that I have learned since the attacks started in the Battain empire. Start with document 19c-87965t-98876n
I know that you are capable of great things, Use these things to protect our people, carefully watch out for my cousin. You are lost now, but in my heart I know you will return safely.
-Medrik


Shandrak noted that he misspelled his name. It was odd , but she dismissed it since he was ill when he wrote it. She the headed back to the vault to start reading the documents.
She read through the document, it was Medrak's chronicle for the day they returned home. She pounded her head on the desk, she'd been at it for hours now and was only half way through it. There was nothing spectacular accept all the technical details that had poured in about the attack on the Battain Empire, she figured to skip the links to the transmission logs until she finished reading it. Then the ceremony, which she attended, nothing new. Each section was titled and signed by the King. Then she noted his signature after the 'Return from Earth Mission Ceremony' he signed it -Medrrk

Could it be a mere coincidence that he misspelled his name twice out of the three things she read that day? She pulled out the notes and placed them in order next to the signature on the file. AIR. "This is nonsense." She shook her head. She was exhausted from this hunt, and all the logs, and meeting that had been pushed at her all day. The people were in turmoil over the loss of Medrak. Then something clicked. Earth Mission Air? Is that whats in the jars? A way to create more guardians? She continued reading through the document and noticed that throughout it six names were listed, that were isolated from other parts of the log. Is this who he intended it for?
 
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