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Deamun

I stared at my hud for a moment longer before puching up the com, sending a single burst laser transmission, only able to be picked up by intercepting the direct path, "Alpha Blue Zero Zero One, Callsign Phoenix Fang to Phantom Edge, Phantom Edge are you reading, over?"

The return transmission came back almost immeadately, "Phantom Edge to Phoenix Fang, Whats up Commander, over?"

"The bogie is in fact a spectre frigate, we're sitting just over the horizon of the moon, you picking anything else up out here, over?"

"Negative Sir, all quiet, over."

"Alright, doesn't mean they aren't out there, whats the progress on the ping, over"

"ETA at fifteen minutes, over"

"Alright, hold and monitor, warn me if anything not right pops up. Phoenix Fang over and out."

I flipped the com switch and sat back and waited.

Crull
Crull paces the halls of his ship, heading for the bridge.
"This is ridiculous." he says to nobody in particular.

One of the crew stop and ask "What is Commander?"

Crull looks towards the voice. It's his second in command, Dragar. "The fact that a few asteroids has held up the rest of the invasion force. Now we're getting called to help." Crull then realizes where they are "Shouldn't you be on the bridge Dragar."

Dragar rushes an apology "Sorry Commander. I'll head there now."

Crull nods "Good idea."

Dragar salutes and then runs for the bridge.

Crull continues slowly walking to the bridge, checking on crew members as he goes.

((These will be at the bottom of my post until they fully mature, then they'll be removed ))

Belera

Belera sat in her pilot's seat, eying through the viewscreen the small cargo ship that was their next target. With the cloaking active, they could sit and wait for the ship to be almost upon them. But they couldn't move or fire weapons.



Humans are interesting creatures. So noble, so grand, and yet.... so greedy. I suppose I'm none different. She thought mildly, idlely tapping her red fingers against the panel.

Deamun

"Phantom Edge to Alpha Zero Zero One, Fang you there, over"

I leaned forward and punched up the com again. "THis is Alpha Blue Zero Zero One, Phoenix here, the ping ready? Over."

"That it is sir, what are your orders? Over?"

"Fire when ready, then pull out of the shadows and do a full sensor sweep, radio in with the results. At that time I'll either order an attack or a retreat, if attack provide supportive fire, if retreat lead the way and we'll cover you. Over."

"Firing, over."

Instantly my hud picked up the missle launched from the Edge. It fired straight out for several hundred meters before curving as if to fly about the moon we were hiding behind. Moments later it suddenly split into two and shot off in opposiate directions about the moon, leaving a trail of vaporus material. On the other side of the moon the spectre ship picked it up but didn't respond otherwise than to do a sensor sweep, now that was a mistake. The two halves of the missle collided on the opposiate side of the moon, exploding and igniteing the vaporous trail, leaving a glowing band about the moon. Seconds passed before suddenly the band burst outward in a shockwave of energy and emp.

Emps were no longer an affective weapon against human tech, but while it did not disable spectre ships it played hell with their cloaking. A moment later the edge reported back, "The figates still there but we also got what appear to be two scout ships, over."

"Phantom, move in to a support position, deploy defensive barrage, keep your stealth systems engaged, we'll vent out once the boogies are destroyed, Squadron Red, you move to the closest scout, eliminate it, Green, same with the second scout. Yellow, fly cover and deactivate your stealth. Red you're with me, we are to disable, if we can I want this one for study, we'll have to move quick and nock out the detonator. Everyone, projectiles till the hull is breached enough to fire through with energ weapons, flash indicators, over."

My hud flashed four lights at the top, one red, one yellow, one green, one blue, and one white, indicating all were ready, "Move in and attack."

Packed in a boarding shuttle with the rets rest her squad, Sammi muttered a curse and glancd toward the speaker on the forward bulkhead. They'd been ordered to the craft almost an hour ago in preperation for a boarding party if the sweep found any Spectre ships among the asteroids. Somebody had decided they wanted to capture a ship. Bloody scientists.
"Hey Marko, wife shacked up with somebody else yet?" asked on of her marines. Marko gave his buddy the finger and resumed staring at the wall in front of him. Squeezing her way toward the hatch, Sammi banged on the door with a gloved hand until someone opened it slightly.
"What's going on out there?" she asked the pilot.
"The sweep found something, they're just moving to disable it now. You'll know it when we go. First thing they bust is the finite inertial dampers."

Ariana

"Is something the matter ma'am?" she asked Belera, who seemed to be deep in thought. She was standing behind Belera, waiting for next order to give out to the rest of the crew.

Belera

"I suppose that the worse qualities of humans are in common traits with us Spectres. Most of us aren't as fortunate to realize this...." She said, letting the thought trail off.


"I think I've been thinking too much lately, Ariana." She said, swiveling her chair around to look at her with her red eyes, smiling slightly.

Ariana

"That's to be expected. We have been waiting quite awhile," she said, smiling also, "There's not a lot to do while waiting so we tend to dwell on things. I am glad to know that you think Spectres and Humans have a little more in common." She looked at her idol with her dark blue eyes, then quickly looked away, her cheeks turning pink.

"I suppose what they say is was never true... Ignorance never has been bliss. Here we have two species willing to kill each other rather than try to understand each other. It's not a wholly good example of the Spectres to assault such forces. I feel the humans have every right to fight back. This is, after all, your territory." She sighed, and stood up. She was quite tall by Spectre standards.

"One day, I hope to live in the Sol system without the need for weapons. I only hope all of humanity wants this as well, or such a dream is impossible."

Dustin

I sighed as sat in the cramped shuttle. I heard someone make a crude remark about someone else's wife. I smiled and turned up the volume on my headset. Nothing had changed in a while and I doubted that anything would for a while.

Ariana

"I don't think it's impossible. Everyone just needs an example to look to," she said. She spied a human cleaning boy, who taken a hobby to sneak up to the bridge, to her left hiding behind the rail. He was looking out the window, looking ecstatic from just seeing outerspace.

He noticed Ariana had spotted him, and fell over, making it look like he had tripped. She sighed and said, sounding a little annoyed, "Get back to your duties kid." He blushed, and exited the bridge quickly. She heaved another sigh and brought her palm to her forehead.

Deamun

We swept in like a wave of death, four squadrons out of ten, five thousand fighters apeice, twenty thousand ships coming at three. The frigrate had a squadron of five hundred, and the two scouts didn't have any. The five hundred fighters came at us and we formed our line, Magrail cannons charged and ready. One volley, one volly was all it took. Hot metal slugs near the size of a human being simply tore through the their fighters, leaving nothing but debreis in the their wake. A good portion of the barrage slammed into the rear of the ship, disabling the engines. This is why the Phantom edge had held its ground, a single volley of ten thousand slugs ripped ships apart. But this one was not done. It still had lateral thrusters, most of its weapons, and the spectre will to fight.

Crull

Crull arrived at the bridge, surprisingly he didn't have to kill any of his crew for incompetence yet, and walked up to his seat. He sat down "Status report. How close are we to this new system?" he bellowed to whoever was i charge of these things.

A voice piped up "Not far now Warlord. Shouldn't be more than 30 minutes."

Crull smiled "Excellent."

Dustin

Tired of waiting , I shouted to the Captain, "Hey, Cap'n! When we rolling out? I could be getting stuff. Uh.. done I mean. Getting stuff done." I shook my head, Navy always did take to long.

"Any time now, Dustin. Hey pilot, screw regulations, get this bucket of bolts spaceborne. We need the low G training!" she replied and then yelled at the forward bulkhead. The pilot replied by lifitng of and slamming the throttle up. The sudden acceleration tossed her off her feet. Getting up carefully, she grabbed an overhead plasma line, "Here we go, I guess"