The Untamed Flame
Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:44 am
It is written in the annals of history that three great nations stood in the face of a great horde that threatened to consume the galaxy at large. In certain texts it is written that the gambit of a fledgling star power and an older force saved the galaxy from a horrendous fate. While in other unwritten texts, this gambit failed, and the two powers suffered for their sacrifice and were forced out into the cold black oblivion not to be heard from for many centuries…
700 years ago
Sector 0047, Shivan Subspace Anomaly
In front of the allied fleets of Indra Prime, Kanuckistan and Metallinauts was a massive orange and yellow tear, a wound on this plane that would allow the Shivan horde access to the precious resources of this universe.
IMF Acheron, Artemis Class Battleship
Captain Kyra Nottingham stood from her chair. Looking at the view screen she could see the massive tear growing, the Shivan fleet that stood poised to consume her, the ones she loved and the empire that she swore to protect. For a moment the weight of the situation seemed almost too much for a relatively inexperienced officer such as her; but remembering that the fate of the universe was literally dependant on this battle caused her to sober up and steel her nerves against the overwhelming odds.
She opened a neural comm to all Metallinautsi personnel, “Gallant soldiers, fellow Metallinautsi citizens. We stand now on the edge of oblivion; there is no turning back from this moment. We did not start this war, we did not pick this moment to be that of our doom. Yet here we stand. We have but two choices fight or die. We can lay down our arms and perish, and watch from the next life as all those we love and all that we cherish be destroyed.
Or we can fight these bastards. We can make them pay for the lives they have taken and for the lives they have ruined. There is no mistaking this irrefutable fact; most of us will not live beyond this day. But don’t let that dishearten you, for by our blood our allies are setting up stalwart defenses to protect themselves and our families. So fear not if you see comrades falling this day, remember that with your breath you are now assuring that their loved ones and yours are safe. For this shall be a battle for the history texts!�
There was an overwhelming cheer coming from every vessel as she closed the ink. “Notify the Kanuckistani and Indran forces that we are going to begin our attack run� she ordered sitting down into a gunnery station.
***
The small flotilla of Metallinautsi vessels bobbed and weaved through the maelstrom of fire. The Shivans were struggling at hitting the unusually small craft that the Metallinautsi Navy was famous for. That is save for the Acheron, she was another creature.
The 900 meter battleship pounded the Shivans mercilessly. The Sathanas destroyers erupted into red and yellow pyrotechnic displays. Shivan bombers made desperate attempts to strafe the mighty vessel but were swatted down by the mighty point defense guns.
Bomber Wing Delta
The crescent moon shaped bombers of the Metallinautsi Navy danced in and out of wrecked Shivan and allied craft to deliver their deadly cargo.
“Home 1, Home 1 this is Delta leader asking for new target, repeat new target� Squadron Leader Lt. James Kretovic blared over the subspace channels.
“Delta this is Home 1, target is 1100m from your position bearing 2-2-3 mark 3. Target is a Sathanas class. Please confirm� the traffic controller stated.
“Roger that, 2-2-3 mark 3. I have visual and confirm the target. Bringing the wing in� Lt. Kretovic said.
Through his cockpit window he saw the gnarly Shivan vessel get larger, meaning he was getting closer to his objective to bring it down in a righteous flame.
“Delta leader this is Delta 3 I have picked up 2 bogeys� a voice came on in the cockpit.
“Roger, Delta Wing bank to 6-7-8 mark 2-2 on my go� the lieutenant commanded, “Mark!�
The wing pulled a hard and tight 270 degree turn and the Shivans stayed tight in their tails and opened fire into the squad. Their precise blasts destroyed two of Delta’s wing members. By the time that they were able to swing around and get behind the Shivans another had been picked off.
Lt. Kretovic lined up one of the Shivan fighters in his cross hairs and pulled the trigger with no remorse. The grotesque bird looking vehicle exploded violently in a blood red hued cloud.
The wing continued all the while toward the Sathanas and had finally reached their target.
“Form up. Begin strafing run� the lieutenant ordered.
The 5 remaining bombers flew 800m past the destroyer, performed an abrupt 180 degree turn and kicked on their after burners. Traveling at nearly the speed of light they released their FTL missiles which hit with deadly force. All of them dug deep into the ship before detonating. The force of the explosion tore open the Sathanas from the inside.
All seemed well on the Metallinautsi front of the conflict…
700 years ago
Sector 0047, Shivan Subspace Anomaly
In front of the allied fleets of Indra Prime, Kanuckistan and Metallinauts was a massive orange and yellow tear, a wound on this plane that would allow the Shivan horde access to the precious resources of this universe.
IMF Acheron, Artemis Class Battleship
Captain Kyra Nottingham stood from her chair. Looking at the view screen she could see the massive tear growing, the Shivan fleet that stood poised to consume her, the ones she loved and the empire that she swore to protect. For a moment the weight of the situation seemed almost too much for a relatively inexperienced officer such as her; but remembering that the fate of the universe was literally dependant on this battle caused her to sober up and steel her nerves against the overwhelming odds.
She opened a neural comm to all Metallinautsi personnel, “Gallant soldiers, fellow Metallinautsi citizens. We stand now on the edge of oblivion; there is no turning back from this moment. We did not start this war, we did not pick this moment to be that of our doom. Yet here we stand. We have but two choices fight or die. We can lay down our arms and perish, and watch from the next life as all those we love and all that we cherish be destroyed.
Or we can fight these bastards. We can make them pay for the lives they have taken and for the lives they have ruined. There is no mistaking this irrefutable fact; most of us will not live beyond this day. But don’t let that dishearten you, for by our blood our allies are setting up stalwart defenses to protect themselves and our families. So fear not if you see comrades falling this day, remember that with your breath you are now assuring that their loved ones and yours are safe. For this shall be a battle for the history texts!�
There was an overwhelming cheer coming from every vessel as she closed the ink. “Notify the Kanuckistani and Indran forces that we are going to begin our attack run� she ordered sitting down into a gunnery station.
***
The small flotilla of Metallinautsi vessels bobbed and weaved through the maelstrom of fire. The Shivans were struggling at hitting the unusually small craft that the Metallinautsi Navy was famous for. That is save for the Acheron, she was another creature.
The 900 meter battleship pounded the Shivans mercilessly. The Sathanas destroyers erupted into red and yellow pyrotechnic displays. Shivan bombers made desperate attempts to strafe the mighty vessel but were swatted down by the mighty point defense guns.
Bomber Wing Delta
The crescent moon shaped bombers of the Metallinautsi Navy danced in and out of wrecked Shivan and allied craft to deliver their deadly cargo.
“Home 1, Home 1 this is Delta leader asking for new target, repeat new target� Squadron Leader Lt. James Kretovic blared over the subspace channels.
“Delta this is Home 1, target is 1100m from your position bearing 2-2-3 mark 3. Target is a Sathanas class. Please confirm� the traffic controller stated.
“Roger that, 2-2-3 mark 3. I have visual and confirm the target. Bringing the wing in� Lt. Kretovic said.
Through his cockpit window he saw the gnarly Shivan vessel get larger, meaning he was getting closer to his objective to bring it down in a righteous flame.
“Delta leader this is Delta 3 I have picked up 2 bogeys� a voice came on in the cockpit.
“Roger, Delta Wing bank to 6-7-8 mark 2-2 on my go� the lieutenant commanded, “Mark!�
The wing pulled a hard and tight 270 degree turn and the Shivans stayed tight in their tails and opened fire into the squad. Their precise blasts destroyed two of Delta’s wing members. By the time that they were able to swing around and get behind the Shivans another had been picked off.
Lt. Kretovic lined up one of the Shivan fighters in his cross hairs and pulled the trigger with no remorse. The grotesque bird looking vehicle exploded violently in a blood red hued cloud.
The wing continued all the while toward the Sathanas and had finally reached their target.
“Form up. Begin strafing run� the lieutenant ordered.
The 5 remaining bombers flew 800m past the destroyer, performed an abrupt 180 degree turn and kicked on their after burners. Traveling at nearly the speed of light they released their FTL missiles which hit with deadly force. All of them dug deep into the ship before detonating. The force of the explosion tore open the Sathanas from the inside.
All seemed well on the Metallinautsi front of the conflict…