~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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The warning alarm flashed across the view screen. “Sir I am picking up enemy ships, trajectory seems to be on an intersect course.” Kasha’s fingers ran across the board in fluid motion. “I am picking up 6…. No 7 signatures Captain.” “What class of ship?” Nostros rose to his feet. “Stellar class, one large… uh massive thing. Sir I don’t know what it is. Wait… we are getting close enough.” “Spit it out!” Nostros grunted. “Sir there is a stellar class Battain warship… she’s running sir. 5 stellar class Drex in pursuit followed by some large unidentified class…uh ship.” “Get Nakiso up here.” Nostros ordered. “Maybe he knows what the heck that thing is. What are the nearest planetary systems?” “Grabex and Interpole Sir,” Kasha answered. “Tell them to boost their defenses and scramble their fleets. The Battain are going to need help. Tell them to stand by until we can figure out what that 6th ship is and what it can do. Find us some cover ensign our weapons bank is low.”

The Battian ship and the Drexian Ships appeared to be fighting, brightly colored blasters and anti-ship missiles flying at one another. As the Battian ship was greatly outnumbered, it quickly lost. It exploded, sending a few chips of metal flying in all directions. However, instead of closing in on the star system, the Drexian fleet moved on, bypassing the Battian colonies. The 6th ship could still not be identified, but it was clearly much, much bigger than any of the other ships and also gave off an energy reading that it was heavily armed with weapons clearly designed for heavy-duty warfare.

 

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"NO!" Nostros banged his fist on the console just as Captain Nakiso entered the bridge.

"There wasn't enough time for anyone to help them Captain," Krits pulled out his earpiece and scratched the back of his head.

"Have we been detected ensign?" Nostros crossed his arms tightly.

"They are either ignoring us or didn't catch us since they were busy with the fight."

"Send a tracking droid after that armada and get us to Terrellia as fast as engines can push. We are no match for that." Nostros looked over at Nakiso. "Your people fought bravely sir, b ut I fear we can do nothing at this moment. Hopefully we can track them and send spies in later..... I personally know one of the best infiltrators that we have and she would be up for the task."

 

[OwlLover]

"NO!" Nostros banged his fist on the console just as Captain Nakiso entered the bridge.

"There wasn't enough time for anyone to help them Captain," Krits pulled out his earpiece and scratched the back of his head.

"Have we been detected ensign?" Nostros crossed his arms tightly.

"They are either ignoring us or didn't catch us since they were busy with the fight."

"Send a tracking droid after that armada and get us to Terrellia as fast as engines can push. We are no match for that." Nostros looked over at Nakiso. "Your people fought bravely sir, b ut I fear we can do nothing at this moment. Hopefully we can track them and send spies in later..... I personally know one of the best infiltrators that we have and she would be up for the task."

The fighter ships noticably slowed down when they saw the Terrellian craft. Two fighter ships began approaching them, attempting to circle around it while the rest of the fleet moved on. The massive flagship, perhaps a frigate continued trolling along, far behind the fleet of fighter ships.

"What happened?" Nakiso asked, trotting up.

 

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“There was a large Battain starcraft , she was trying to get away but a large fleet overtook her.” Nostros noted incoming fighters. “We have to run… the CORBEIT is no war craft. We just returned from a very long expedition.”

“Sir our coordinates are ready but their frigate is blocking our trajectory,” Kasha informed.

Nostros turned to Nakiso, “Sir our weapons bank is very low and I have only 2 fighter craft.”

“We had enough time to fix the heat shield on your stinger; the rest of the damage is minimal,” Krits interjected.

“Captain Nostros, there are survivors… several escape pods 10 clicks away,” Kasha informed.

“I wish I had my Terrellian warbird right now,” Nostros grumbled. “Shields up make a run for those pods, scramble the fighters for cover. Keep the Jump drive hot, and ready to get us out of harm’s way.”

“Coordinates Cap…..” Kasha was cut off.

“Anywhere but here.”

 

[OwlLover]

“There was a large Battain starcraft , she was trying to get away but a large fleet overtook her.” Nostros noted incoming fighters. “We have to run… the CORBEIT is no war craft. We just returned from a very long expedition.”

“Sir our coordinates are ready but their frigate is blocking our trajectory,” Kasha informed.

Nostros turned to Nakiso, “Sir our weapons bank is very low and I have only 2 fighter craft.”

“We had enough time to fix the heat shield on your stinger; the rest of the damage is minimal,” Krits interjected.

“Captain Nostros, there are survivors… several escape pods 10 clicks away,” Kasha informed.

“I wish I had my Terrellian warbird right now,” Nostros grumbled. “Shields up make a run for those pods, scramble the fighters for cover. Keep the Jump drive hot, and ready to get us out of harm’s way.”

“Coordinates Cap…..” Kasha was cut off.

“Anywhere but here.”

The Drexian crafts simply circled around theirs, not firing. The Drexian Warship passed in front of them, and the Drex fighters circling them left the CORBEIT to join the warship.

 

[OwlLover]

Anyone else going to join? This would be a lot more fun if more people were in.

 

[OwlLover]

"Ascend!" Riku commanded sarcastically as he was teleported into his craft.

This was Riku. A young captain, who hadn't been one for long, and still had a lot to learn, but nevertheless was a good captain. The Lunar Cat Empire was not at all large, just recently becoming a level 7 after mastering more sophisticated teleportation technology. Slowly but surely they were carving out their place in the galaxy, making alliances and enemies alike as they expanded. They were not at all war mongers, but could and did spark a war here and there.

Riku was sitting on Silas-3, a planet that had just been colonized by the Lunar Cat. It was just over T0; the planet was famous for its harsh winds, cold temperatures, and rough blizzards. Riku glanced around, seeing nothing but a landscape of snow and ice. The colony had a large shield around it to protect its inhabitants from the cold winds and snow, but the Lunar Cats had a thick coat to protect them from cold climates such as these, so they didn't really need it.

Riku stopped thinking about the planet and pushed upwards on the levers, rising into the sky as he began his patrol.

 

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Nostros took a slow deep breath. What are they up too? He glared at Captain Nakiso. Is he the traitor? Did they come to claim their ally?

“Sir,” Kasha cleared her throat. “We have salvaged nine out of fifteen escape pods.

“I don’t think we’ll be managing anymore.” Krits threw down his earpiece….. “It’s not him Captain.”

Nostros nodded at Krits. Krits was never wrong since they left Earth. It was almost as if he could even read minds let alone figure people out. “Nonetheless… Captain Nakiso do you think you were tracked?”

“Sir, we have company.” Kasha pulled up the image on the viewer. It was a small Terrellian fleet, responding to the earlier message the CORBEIT had sent requesting assistance. They immediately opened fire on the Frigate.

“Open fire!” Nostros ordered. The fireworks show began. “We need you to get to your ship Captain Nakiso… I need all the fire power I can muster.
A broken message came across the PA, “Sev…ere damage to en…gine room Cap….tain.”

“Darn starfights,” Nostros huffed. “I prefer hand to hand only then is your enemy tangible.” Get us through to the PAR; she’s the only ship big enough to dock with.”

“They’re on the con sir,” Kasha jumped back as some sparks flew at her from her console.

“Battleship PAR- this is Captain Nostos of the Earth expedition. We have refugees onboard and are almost out of fire power, we have sustained heavy damage.” Nostros found himself flung across the floor as a Drex fighter grazed the CORBEIT! “Request emergency docking procedures.”

“This is the PAR we are punching a hole right now the tractor beam will catch you, keep firing you weapon at those bogeys.”

Nostros nodded at the ensign. Just then a Drex soldier transported aboard the bridge! “Our shields have failed. Intruder alert!” Nostros flung his hand forward and the Drex flew against the wall, knocked unconscious.

Krits bound the cyborg creature for questioning. “Sir there are five on board.”

“Ready your sword Krits we have some hunting to do.” Nostros pulled his swords from their sheaths. “Kasha, make sure we get to the PAR.”

“I never fail Captain.”

Outside The battle raged on. Merinos’ fighter shuttered from the violent storm of lazers. He lost his wingman and was left to doge the Drex bogey on his tail alone. “Drat… get off!” Everyone’s on the other side. Merinos flipped a loop but couldn’t shake him. He tried to cover the CORBEIT but who was covering him? Just then a Photon sent the bogey into a fiery inferno. “Thank you… whoever that was.”

The PAR had finally punched through the firestorm and engaged the tractor beams. The CORBEIT creaked and sparked, pieces began to fly off the old ship. Several Terrellain fighters joined in the fight to ‘pick off the flies’.

“She’s in,” Merinos sighed in relief. But the fight was far from over, even though they were on more than even fighting terms now. “This is CORBEIT fighter 1 can anyone spare me a wingman, or does anyone need one?”

 

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Nostros took a slow deep breath. What are they up too? He glared at Captain Nakiso. Is he the traitor? Did they come to claim their ally?

“Sir,” Kasha cleared her throat. “We have salvaged nine out of fifteen escape pods.

“I don’t think we’ll be managing anymore.” Krits threw down his earpiece….. “It’s not him Captain.”

Nostros nodded at Krits. Krits was never wrong since they left Earth. It was almost as if he could even read minds let alone figure people out. “Nonetheless… Captain Nakiso do you think you were tracked?”

“Sir, we have company.” Kasha pulled up the image on the viewer. It was a small Terrellian fleet, responding to the earlier message the CORBEIT had sent requesting assistance. They immediately opened fire on the Frigate.

“Open fire!” Nostros ordered. The fireworks show began. “We need you to get to your ship Captain Nakiso… I need all the fire power I can muster.
A broken message came across the PA, “Sev…ere damage to en…gine room Cap….tain.”

“Darn starfights,” Nostros huffed. “I prefer hand to hand only then is your enemy tangible.” Get us through to the PAR; she’s the only ship big enough to dock with.”

“They’re on the con sir,” Kasha jumped back as some sparks flew at her from her console.

“Battleship PAR- this is Captain Nostos of the Earth expedition. We have refugees onboard and are almost out of fire power, we have sustained heavy damage.” Nostros found himself flung across the floor as a Drex fighter grazed the CORBEIT! “Request emergency docking procedures.”

“This is the PAR we are punching a hole right now the tractor beam will catch you, keep firing you weapon at those bogeys.”

Nostros nodded at the ensign. Just then a Drex soldier transported aboard the bridge! “Our shields have failed. Intruder alert!” Nostros flung his hand forward and the Drex flew against the wall, knocked unconscious.

Krits bound the cyborg creature for questioning. “Sir there are five on board.”

“Ready your sword Krits we have some hunting to do.” Nostros pulled his swords from their sheaths. “Kasha, make sure we get to the PAR.”

“I never fail Captain.”

Outside The battle raged on. Merinos’ fighter shuttered from the violent storm of lazers. He lost his wingman and was left to doge the Drex bogey on his tail alone. “Drat… get off!” Everyone’s on the other side. Merinos flipped a loop but couldn’t shake him. He tried to cover the CORBEIT but who was covering him? Just then a Photon sent the bogey into a fiery inferno. “Thank you… whoever that was.”

The PAR had finally punched through the firestorm and engaged the tractor beams. The CORBEIT creaked and sparked, pieces began to fly off the old ship. Several Terrellain fighters joined in the fight to ‘pick off the flies’.

“She’s in,” Merinos sighed in relief. But the fight was far from over, even though they were on more than even fighting terms now. “This is CORBEIT fighter 1 can anyone spare me a wingman, or does anyone need one?”

The frigate shot anti-matter missiles, plasma balls, pulses, and pretty much anything it could at the Terrellian ships, however the fighters were doing most of the damage. Ships were being destroyed left and right, the metal from the already broken ships destroying many others that clashed. The battle was bloody, in a metaphorical sense. The frigate sent out a distress signal in an attempt to rally any other Drex ships that might possibly be nearby.

"Destroy that frigate, and see what will be chasing you." A dark voice said behind the Terrellians and Nakiso.

 

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where is Nakiso? Is he in his stinger now or still standing on the bridge just watching?