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Remnants

Remnants

A story of a Vasari Admiral, a TEC assault squad, and the Admiral of the Navies of the TEC

Remnants

 

 

<A ship was recently discovered in the Terminus system, seemingly intact, but abandoned.  A team was sent inside to investigate, and they located the ship’s bridge.  Power was restored to bridge section.  The following is a transcript of events in the ship’s log, later identified as Korigul, a Kortul Devastator class Vasari battleship> 

<Note: exploratory parties reporting hearing strange noises in walls of ship; accounted to nervousness, but now mounting sound and video recording devices on exploratory party members’ helmets>

<Log entry begun approximately 30 standard minutes prior to first contact with Aluxi dynasty ships; terminated three standard minutes following cessation of conflict> 

<Translated post recovery; note: appropriate rank equivalents utilized, known background on individuals attached in separate file>

An alien bridge is displayed on screen, a polished dark floor extending in a semi-circle and is covered by swirling symbols.  The walls are lined with monitors and consoles, the screens glowing yellow on deep purple.  In the center of the room is a dark colored chair, sitting in which is a dark skinned individual in a red uniform, covered in pins and patches.  Directly in front of him, there are no consoles, only blank bulkhead.  There is a small display on the left arm of the chair extending up at an angle for easy viewing.

“Captain Kastru, move carrier fleet into the shadow of the asteroids and launch all squadrons.” said a commanding voice.

“Affirmative,” came the reply with some comms distortion.

“Commander Ratingus, bring your Enforcer and Skirmisher detachment to bear on the native forces.  Frontal assault formation,” the commanding voice continued.

“Yes, Admiral Katrikkan,” said another voice over the comms.

“Captain Celchu, bring the Assailant group to seventy degrees off of their port bow.  Engineering, Conn.  Bring the Korigul up fifteen degrees and bring the engines to all ahead full.  Take her above the battle.” Admiral Katrikkan commanded.

“Aye, Aye sir.”

“As ordered Admiral.”

Admiral Katrikkan opened his mouth to issue another order when suddenly the ship shuddered and alarms blared.

“Damage report! What hit us?” he snapped.

“Sir, sensors reported multiple high velocity metallic slugs impacted on our shields.  Computer reports the slugs’ most likely origin from the native fleet, at the indicated ships.” The battle appeared on the bulkhead in front of Admiral Katrikkan with several capital ships outlined in bright yellow.

“Conn, Damage Control.  Shields held through the initial strike, but barely.  Another hit like that before they recharge, and we’ll likely be crippled, if not destroyed.” A series of numbers scrolled across the display on the arm of the chair.

“Weapons, Conn.  Weapons are free.  In-ship Systems, Conn.  Distribute power away from engines to weapons and shield regenerators.  Draw emergency power from anti-matter reserves.  Get those shields back up to full ASAP.” Admiral Katrikkan said with urgency.

“Designate highlighted ships as group [untranslatable][assumed letter in Vasari alphabet; designated “1”] and send data to fleet.  Targeting Control, Conn.  Focus fire and destroy targets [1].  Commander Ratingus, focus fire on targets [1].  Targeting data sent.”

“Received,” answered Ratingus.

Sutra, divert power to phase missile launchers and reloaders and fire upon targets [1].”

“Understood,” answered the captain of the Sutra as the Vulkoras Desolator began moving into range.

      Three Kol class battleships began turning towards the command capitol ship that sat raining fire from above the fight.  A Dunov Battlecruiser opened fire upon the Desolator, but the Sutra’s shields stopped the Dunov’s rounds.  The phase missiles launched by the Sutra moved through the Aluxi ships, and impacted the shields of the battlecruiser, and explosions were seen beneath the shielding of the ship.  A large explosion filled the screen as the missiles that were bypassing the shields struck the command bridge, severing control of the ship and allowing the engines to overheat and catastrophically fail.

“Sir, sensors detect a strong magnetic field increasing in strength around the natives’ ships.  They are firing!” the sensors officer exclaimed.

Admiral Katrikkan quickly ordered, “All power to the lower and forward shields!  Do not let that volley through!”

The shields readout for the upper and rear sides of the ship reduced to zero, as the lower shields readout increased.  Then the lower shields readout dipped considerably, dropping to zero for a moment with an imperceptible pause before the ship shuddered.

“Status!”

“Three high mass slugs fired at extreme velocity.  The first two were entirely blocked by our shields, but the third was only partially blocked.  Loss of pressure in outer compartments in section [untranslatable][assumed letter/number combination designated “2”], and outer hull buckling, but that’s all,” reported an officer.

“We were lucky.  Be more vigilant.  Return power to normal distributions, and accelerate to flank speed.  Bring the bow down thirty degrees smartly.  Let’s take her to the fight,” Admiral Katrikkan said.

“Attention all ships, do not fire upon target [untranslatable][assumed letter/number; designated “3”].  I want that ship alive.  Instead focus fire upon each ship from closest to farthest relative to the Sutra’s position.  Ravustra, move to support Sutra’s flank,” he continued as the battle progressed on the bulkhead display.  The Aluxi fleet was now beginning to stumble as more of its ships were destroyed or crippled.  Only a single Kol Battleship remained unscathed, as no Vasari ships had yet fired upon it.  The Vasari were not without some casualties, as the Skirmisher detachment was now five less in number, and the Enforcer detachment was short one ship.  The Assailant group had not suffered a single casualty, and the three Vasari capital ships that were in the task force had not even lost shields yet, except for when the three Kol battleships had fired their rail guns at the Korigul.

The Aluxi ships began to retreat, making for the edge of the planet’s gravity well.  Bomber wings appeared in front of them, boxing the ships in, but they kept moving.  Fighter wings began to strafe the fleet, closely followed by the bomber wings.  Soon chaos reigned as ships began to falter and die, their inertia carrying their dead hulks forward at the same speed until either an aft explosion accelerated them into the ship ahead, or a bow explosion slowed their progress and faster ships behind the now uncontrolled husks of ships crashed into them. 

Admiral Katrikkan ordered, “Engineering, Conn.  Raise the bow thirty degrees, continue flank speed.  Subverter ships, Korigul actual.  Accelerate and disable weapons and engines of target [3].”  On screen, a group of small blips broke from the Korigul and raced ahead, halting a Kol Battleship.  The rest of the Aluxi fleet continued onward, to the edge of the gravity well, missing two Kol Battleships, four Kodiak heavy cruisers, fifteen carriers, and sixteen cobalt light frigates.  In total three fourths of the original fleet had been destroyed, crippled, or otherwise rendered useless.  Only five light frigates, one Kol battleship, one Dunov Battlecruiser, two Kodiak heavy cruisers, and one carrier survived to jump away.

Admiral Katrikkan sat back in his chair, pleased with the success of his operation, but apparently unsettled to learn that the natives were more advanced than any other race the Vasari had encountered, beside themselves.  Even though they still were millennia behind the Vasari, it was a new prospect for him to lose ships in an operation that was supposed to an easy domination of a planet.  “It appears that this race is more advanced than we thought.  They are probably multi-planet, if not multi-system.  Prepare defenses for a counter attack,” Admiral Katrikkan commanded, “set up repair platforms and phase jump inhibitors.  I want fifteen missile batteries in an overlapping pattern on this side of the planet.  They are likely to come from the same direction when they attack as when they fled.”

<Log entry terminated>

<Transmission terminated.  Will continue as each entry is fully translated>

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Reply #76 Top

"“Sir, it looks like they tried to lock this door down pretty good.”

 

“Just get it open, Cole.”

 

“I’ll do what I can, sir,” Cole said as he placed several charges along the edge of the door and linked them.

He led them to the far wall, weapons drawn, where a man was hiding behind a console, a standard issue sidearm in hand. 

He held the gun out, aiming at shadows in the corners of the room, rapidly jerking the gun around the room. 

“Th-the sh-sh-shadows c-came a-and took th-them… they t-took them a-all…” he said hysterically.  When he finally saw them, he jumped and pointed his gun at the nearest member of the squad, Cole.

 

“Calm down, we’re the good guys,” Cole said, stepping forward slowly.  The hysterical soldier squeezed off two rounds into Cole, who fell back solidly.

 

“BACK! STAY BACK! Keep away from me! I won’t let you get me!” the apparently insane soldier screamed as the rest of the squad moved to help Cole.  The armor had absorbed the impact of the bullets without much damage, but it still knocked him on his back to be hit with them. 

The insane soldier continued firing wildly, but Doyle lunged forward and disarmed him.  Doyle unloaded the pistol, and then set it upon the console.  The insane soldier sat as far behind the console as he would fit, arms crossed and rocking back and forth. 

“What happened? Where’s the rest of your platoon?” Nichols asked.

 

“Th-they were t-taken… the sh-shadows came and took them all… every last one…” he babbled."

 

YAAY! THE VASARI ARE FIGHTING THE FLOOD! XP 

 

But more to the point, great writing man, keep it up.

 

 

Reply #77 Top

actually, yeah, I stole that scene right out of Halo.  I tend to do that.  for example each of the Vasari Fleets have to do with some game/movie naming wise.

but it's the TEC fighting them, not the Vasari, in this scene.

Reply #78 Top

 So, when can we expect more of this magnificent story?

Reply #79 Top

I'm diggin the Aliens-esque vibe you've delved into.  it gives me warm fuzzy memories of having the crap scared out of me while playing aliens vs predator.

Reply #80 Top

It's taking a while to write during this part.  got a few literary commitments all at the same time all of a sudden, too.

I'm writing four characters in Fallen Empire - a fanfic on another forum

I'm reading an AR book

I'm reading Night for Am Hist class

I'm reading The Scarlet Letter for Am Lit class

I'm writing two characters for a third fanfic, same site as above.

three of those popped in on the same day.  otherwise, I could easily handle them.

Reply #81 Top

The squad double-timed their way portside, were they would wait for the rescue ship.

 

It was not long, however, before they came upon a barrier to their progress – a collapsed ceiling.  It was too big to blow their way through, so they backtracked and took a different route.  Once again, they were met by a collapsed ceiling.  They retraced their steps yet again, but were met by a blown out wall. 

“It seems like we’re being herded,” Cole commented.

 

“As if they want us to go through a certain place or not to get there at all” Doyle added.  All three knew who they were.  But the squad didn’t have a name for them.  Nothing could accurately describe these monsters, denizens of the shadows.  They gave a whole new reason to fear the dark.  And there was always the sound of their footsteps echoing in the minds of everyone who encountered them.

 

The remains of Dagger squad moved along the corridors, weapons loaded and safeties off.  The soft sounds of bare feet were constantly echoing around the ship now.

 

The squad came up on the combat bridge they had left earlier.  Cole opened the door, and they moved through the empty room. 

Near the other side of the room, Nichols noticed something.  He stopped and said, “Wait, what happened to the bodies that were here?” 

They had been so busy looking for threats that they hadn’t noticed that the room had been cleared of bodies, including that of the insane marine that they had abandoned.  The ship creaked as some debris that had been floating outside the hull rubbed against it.

 

“I think we should get out of here.  Something’s just…” Cole trailed off

 

“Agreed,” Doyle whispered.

 

As they exited the bridge, the ship shuddered.  The rescue ship had docked at the port hangar bay.

 

“Double time!” Nichols ordered.  The squad started to jog, heading the forced roundabout way to the hangar.

“Rescue vessel, this is Dagger squad.  Make sure all persons are armed with automatic weapons.  Hostiles are unarmored organics of unknown classification.  Look for moving shadows,” Nichols said.

 

“This is Cerberus rescue vessel, Roger that, Dagger squad.  What direction are you coming from?”

 

“We will be coming from the fore, ETA fifteen.”

 

“Okay, we’ll roll out the welcome mat.  Rescue team, out.”

 

“Thank you, Rescue.  Dagger, out.”

 

Nichols worked the action on his rifle once, chambering a round, and then raised the gun to his shoulder continued onward.  The squad had worked their way to the outer compartments, where they could move faster through the ship.  The trade-off, however, was that they had to be extremely careful about where they placed their explosives, and sometimes they could even breach a door due to the closeness of the outer hull. 

They had not crossed but a few compartments before the radio came to life again.

 

“Dagger team, hurry it up!  We’ve encountered heavy resistance and won’t be able to hold for much longer!  There’s simply too many. If you’re not here in five, we’ll have to pull out.”

 

“Roger that, Rescue.  We’ll see what we can do,” Nichols said over the comm.  Then he told his squad, “You heard him!  They’re the last ride out of here.  We have to get on that transport.  Cole, there any faster route?”

 

“Yes, sir.  But we’ll need to blast our way through a wall or two.”

 

“Do it.  And quickly.”

 

“Aye aye, Sarge.”

 

Cole primed a few explosive charges as he ran.  He directed them down a different corridor, where they came to a door leading back the way they came, and a wall.  Cole set the charges on the wall in an oval pattern, stepped back, and lit them.  They blew a clean hole through the thin wall, which the squad stepped through, then continued their journey. 

The radio crackled to life again as they ran, “We’re being overrun!  We have to pull out!  Dagger, you are on your own if you don’t get out here before the engines finish cycling up!  You’ve got about two minutes.”

 

“Yes, sir.  We are on our way,” Nichols replied.

 

As Dagger traversed a maintenance walkway, they were attacked.  Shadows came out from both above and below them.  Nichols opened fire aiming downward, and Cole shot everything in front of him.  Doyle let loose on the shadows above them, and they dropped, one at a time. 

These things just come out of the woodwork! Nichols thought to himself, using what was by now a cliché.  And they just don’t die!  How many goddamn bullets do I have to put in each of their heads?  Jesus!  He just took five rounds to the skull!

The shadows were dropping onto the walkway now and loping toward the squad. Nichols could see how the rescue team was being overrun if they were being hit in these numbers.  They didn’t even have the time to see these things before they were upon them.  At least on the walkway Nichols had plenty of time to see them coming. 

“Dagger, whatever you did, keep doing it.  They just stopped assaulting our position,” Rescue commented on the comms.

 

“That’s because they’re attacking us!  They’re coming at us from everywhere!”  Nichols replied. 

“Keep moving, then!”

 

Nichols didn’t bother replying.  His team had just left the catwalk, and sealed the door behind them.  Immediately, however, two large dents in the door appeared as the things chasing them slammed into it.  Another second passed and another dent appeared.

 

Cole, Doyle, and Nichols quickly resumed their trek. 

“Two more doors and we’re at the hangar!” Cole commented.  No one replied.  They just kept running. 

They passed through the two doors, and entered the hangar.  Nichols looked out across the landing pad. 

It was empty.

Reply #82 Top

It was empty.

wtf? Cliffhanger! Damn you're awesome!

Great job.

 

 Fujuki :ninja: :moo:

Reply #83 Top

there are ways to end sections, and there are ways to end posts.  this is the end of a section.  And it works pretty well when you're doing a story like this (in a forum, I mean)

-Fate :ninja:

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Reply #84 Top

I'm on the edge of my seat, man, waiting for the next installment

Reply #86 Top

hmm.. just checked my refferals and it turns out I have 39 google referrals, and 5 Stardock referrals.  cool (there are three other sites with 1 referral each)

started on another section, might be done in a week, depending on whether I can get on computer (grounded)

Reply #88 Top

haven't had much chance to get on Word.  with my files, that is.  The weekend may prove different, as may tonight (half-day at school).  it's iffy

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Reply #90 Top

 I feel the insanity coming again. Hurry up before I get my hatchet

Reply #93 Top

thanks.  sorry it's been a while, I haven't had much of a chance to write, surprisingly.  This weekend is shaky, too.  class assignment.  I'm doing what I can, though.

now 49 google refferals, 6 stardock refferals.  cool

Reply #94 Top

Dude, Orodum. Are you ever going to write more of this? I mean its been a while. Sorry if I sound impatient

Reply #95 Top

*snores*

huh, whah?

oh, oops! I kinda dozed off there a little... jk

I did kind of forget about this, tho.  that, and Word isn't working right for some reason.  but I can write it on another comp.  problem is posting it

Reply #96 Top

Hope you get back to writing this Orodum.  This is one of the better stories on the forums.

Reply #97 Top

yeah the only two i read was witchfires and yours. and now shes like done pretty much, so im hanging on you.

Reply #98 Top

Quoting Orodum, reply 20
*snores*

huh, whah?

oh, oops! I kinda dozed off there a little... jk

I did kind of forget about this, tho.  that, and Word isn't working right for some reason.  but I can write it on another comp.  problem is posting it

 

Get a openoffice or Abiword.

Reply #99 Top

Quoting wnmnkh, reply 23



Quoting Orodum,
reply 20
*snores*

huh, whah?

oh, oops! I kinda dozed off there a little... jk

I did kind of forget about this, tho.  that, and Word isn't working right for some reason.  but I can write it on another comp.  problem is posting it


 

Get a openoffice or Abiword.

or jarte. thats wat i use. and its awesome. really cool fonts.

Reply #100 Top

finally found a (free) workaround:

I had an old expired trial of Office 2007 laying around (in the files) that can still be used to view Word files, so I can use that now.  got the next section and a half typed up

edit: nevermind.  it won't let me copy/paste