Post by Pitman on Apr 4, 2015 0:37:05 GMT -6
Mission 0
In the future mankind dreamed of the stars and that one day it would see and explore. Suffering was ended, war on Earth no longer existed, man kind was in the time of eternal peace ruled by the Earth Federation. Til one day... all of it was lost.
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In the 25th century mankind, Terrans meet their doom with first contact with a race of humanoids called Krotosi. Even now no one remembers what lead to the war starting only that it happened. The Federation was destroyed and Earth forever lost to cosmic dust. Well that is the story we are told in school, my name is Glen... Glen D'phar. Born and raised on New America space ark that has been traveling for the last 700 years within the milky galaxy. It would grow in size and in fact go through expansions over the centuries as population and resources became more sarce. For a long time people lived in fear against Krotosi Horde who has been hunting us down like rats. Well that hiw it was during my great grand father's time. These days are different, 40 years ago an Treaty was signed between our fellow kin who we have began rediscovering and reuniting. The time to run is over now was the time to turn back the enemy. Little did we know, what repercussions we would suffer and what price it will bring to the galaxy.
/In this place when you sleep now, it is a place to be hidden./
"All forces get into formation, looks like the 32nd and 41st have be been decimated.", a commanding voice said over the radio.
/The Darkness comes from the sky, leading everything to dust./
"What?! But that is over 200 ships!! What are we facing?!", another voice said.
"Stay in formation we are only ones in the way to defend the Vector System. If any of you run I will personally shoot you myself!", squadron leader soon ordered.
/My Sweet little Prince sleep tightly, in your bed./
"Space Distortion detected!!", an navigator soon shouted.
"How many portals from the gate?!", the leader soon shouted.
/For the beginning of suffering has only begun./
"At least over 400!! Estimating by size... at least 12 dreadnought included!!", the navigator added.
"Damn it with our forces split we only half a eighth we could use in this battle!! What of the evacuation?!", the leader asked.
"Won't be done in time it only barely started!", his XO reported.
/In the the Darkness only hopelessness lives./
“Damn it... here they come!!”, one of the pilots shouted.
Suddenly hundreds of ships and thousands of enemy Krotosi unit appeared before them.
/Oh our home is lost, to be never seen again./
“Ensign D'phar get back into formation!! Don't lone wolf the enemy!!”, one of the sqaud leaders said over the radio.
“Glen get the fuck back are you suicidal?!”, a familiar voice soon shouted through the radio.
/We continue to suffer. /
Suddenly Glen turns off his radio and hands were on his console. Before him were face's he never thought he never see again.
“Why... why did you have to die... why does everything die so easily...”
“Father... Mother... even you my stupid sister!! Why were you there when they came?!!”
“Damn... them.... Damn you Krotosi Bastards!!”
/Oh Prince you must embrace the shroud of light, for the Darkness ever comes closer./
The enemy forces continued toward Glen and suddenly his Phantasm quickly began firing long range attacks towards the incoming forces.
The Krotosi commoner units moved towards their prey as Glen's unit suddenly began to transform easily dodging the incoming fire.
/In the days of the dawn, you must continue to to hope./
The Azure colored unit continued to use its weapons and even slash harkens to pull units kill them outright.
“Come on!! Your all faster then this!!”
/In this darkness one day my little Prince we will find a new home./
“Who is this?!! The Terran Trash don't have a unit this good!”
“No... it cannot be!! Its the Azure unit from before!!”
“Its moving to quick to be normal Terran trash!! Quickly deal with it”
/Now those who defend against them, we all must steel ourselves, even after all our friends die before our eyes./
“Come on you Krotosi bastards!! This is what it feels to suffer!! For everything you all done!! Will you all just die!!”
The Phantasm used its Swords using wires which allowed to trap Krotosi units cutting them into small pieces. The battle only begun but already Glen managed to down 7 units within less then a minute. His blood pumping, anger, but also cold hard logic. Everyone before him was an enemy, a monster that had to be destroyed.
/You must not given into despair./
'Impossible!! How can Terran Trash able to keep up with us so easily!!”
“Its too fast!! Its reaction!! I Cannot ke-”
Explosions are more units were down by the Azure colored Phantasm.
/For the Light, will one day shine on our blue clear skies./
“Ensign!! We are here to keep!”, another voice said over to an open channel.
Glen ignored them and continued to fight at such reaction speed that would be impossible for a human.
“Just stay out of my way I will kill as many as I able to!”
The fighting continued as the Azure Phantasm continued to move even though a slower unit was able to both transform back from its flight mode into its mobile suit mode.
/Now sleep my little prince, sleep until you grow, for one day too this shall be your fate./
“Keep on on shooting it until the Terran trash die!!”
“Impossible!! Run!! Run!!”
“Azure.... AZURE FLASH!!
/The Fate the future is in yours hands./
Far from the battle a man in a suit sat down looking at the live video footage from their stealth drones. Monitoring the entire battle the man soon drank a sip of wine.
“Sir looks like the surgery worked. Glen D'phar using the next generation enhancements as expected.”, his secretary soon said at his side.
“Yes with this we can move onto the next phase of the Project. How does the work in New America on the Slyph Alpha?”, the man soon asked.
“On schedule I must say losing Vector will be problematic after all you did allow the defenses to fail.”, the Secretary soon said with a sad sigh.
“Do not worry if a few billion die for this Project to work so be it. Its war... and in it we must be victorious at any cost. Even if we must play god like the Aldarsi, who have done nothing but sit in their perfect home world near the core of the Milky Way. Terrans do not forgive to be abandoned like that and murdered like Cattle. With this... Terrans will become the new power of the Galaxy. The first step is being done... and Glen D'phar will be the first of many. For Pax Terra.”, the man soon said.
“For Pax Terra.”, the Secretary replied.
5 Years Ago.
The dream was intense, yet strange a girl with wings was calling to him across the field. He didn't recognize the area but looks like a paradise. He looked around only to see cities floating in the sky and ships and people flying around. He turned again to the girl who looked his age putting her hands up at him to beckon him to come to her. She was beautiful, redish hair and her wings glowed like gold. He was walking towards her until..
“Wake up... GLEN GET THE FUCK UP!!”, a female voice soon shouted as he was pushed off his bed.
Hitting the ground hard which always was almost a ritual, he would be too busy reading his comics or watch an animation. Leading him to of course sleep late and being practically screamed at very day either by his mother or sister. So happened to be his sister this time, her brown hair could be seen after all she looked like their father William, well he looked like his mother Annabelle.
“Why must I get up Carla? Can't I just sleep a little more I was quite busy yesterda-”, Glen was moaning from the ground only to be kicked in his stomach.
“FUCK NO!! You got to go to school with me now and the baby sister I will tell my good for nothing elder brother to go to school!! You realize its only three months until the final exams right?!”, Carla soon said with an fiery eyes before him.
“UGHH... don't remind me... fine... fine I am up please stop with the physical punishment.”, Glen soon said with a sigh.
“Good because you only got 15 minutes to get ready. Your bus is going to miss you.”, Carla said which made Glen get up and move.
As Glen was fully dressed he rushed out of the home unit of their family. Though born in New America ever since his father was resigned they were moving from Space Ark to Space Ark. The current one was much newer then other Space Arks on sole reason it was used for many things. One the New American Naval Academy to teach the military elite of the Federation. Glen only was able to get in was due to his father who was a war hero and a Commandore. What makes it worse he wished he didn't have to go, after all his elder brother was continuing the family tradition and already graduated from the Academy. He was currently serving the TASS Jackson a Battle Carrier.
“Wait for me!! Come on!!”, Glen shouted only for the automated bus to go without him.
“Gah!! Always fuck'n happens!”, Glen stated with a sigh taking out his phone.
“Hey... mind you pick me up?”, Glen soon asked.
On the other end soon replies, “You missed your bus again didn't you. You never change Glen.”
Soon after a Two Seat Trike appeared in front of him before him was his number 2.
“You know at this rate I am going to have to call in all your debts soon.”, Gabriel soon said with a smile, his blonde hair would be striking to the women of the Academy and always had. After all everyone dislike him due to being the rebel and ruining the perfect image of their beloved Gabriel.
“Just hop on man we are going to be late.”, Gabriel said with a sigh always bailing out his childhood friend.
Scratch that Glen feared he WOULD be the new number 2 at this rate. After all not only failing classes but showing no motivation, he has become a sort of eye sore to both his family and those of the prestigious Naval Academy. The Vehicle would continue down the Space Ark roads, one could tell it had less people a normal one would. After all many of the elite of the New American Federation moved here as it never on the front lines and usually traveling in safe destinations.
“You know Glen your going to get yourself kicked out of the Academy at this rate.”, Gabriel said as he drove.
“Ya I don't mind... I mean I am not cut out for this work.”, Glen soon added which meant he was never meant to be apart of a Military Family Unit.
“That is very bad talk Glen. That is enough to ruin your family reputation and possibly put you in the worse position.”, Gabriel then added with a sigh.
Glen laughed soon sprouting, “Doesn't matter to me Gabs!! I rather be a artist who watches all the comics and animations of the world!! Nothing will stop me!!”
Elsewhere in another place.
“So is this it?”, a man soon said with a fierce voice in another language not belonging to Terrans.
Before them in an asteroid field was a small secret Terran base moving some key research out to head to New America.
“Yes great Fantismo. The lowly Terran Trash have been making these moves as of late.”, one of the Pleb unit commanders soon replied.
“Huh... the lowly terran trash think they can move their secret project off to New America without us noticing. Oh they are are mistaken for I, the great Fantismo Qufin, shall bring this entire base to heel.”, he pronouced and his white unit that a long tail moved forward.
“You now face the Devastator Tigeris 14th!!”, Fantismo shouted.
On the Earth Base alarms were sounding with the commander soon going to the console.
“Report!!”, the Commander said to the command staff.
“We picking up 5 signatures moving towards the transports which are heading to the TASS Jackson!! Their Krotosi sir!!”, one of them reported.
“Fuck!! How the hell did they find us out here!! We are far off from any front lines and the cease fire agreement is still in effect!”, the Commander soon shouted.
Of course he didn't get the memo that this unit their facing didn't follow any rules of engagement.
“Damn it launch the Mark XXIIIs! Delay them long enough for transports getting away!!”, he ordered.
The Defense Teams launched as well Anti Air fire began to fire form the asteroid base in direction of the enemy unit.
“Stay in formation!! Let's show these Krotosi bastards that we can keep up!”, the Squad leader soon said only for his unit to suddenly be cut into multiple pieces.
“What?! How the hell can he cut from so far... wait... that's!! Oh Fuck god no its the White Nightmare!!!”, one of the pilots shouted as it moved with its tail trailing behind.
“What why is he here!! He would be on fr-”, the pilot said until it went silent.
The White Nightmare known to using very thin wire like blades which were in fact made of particles. Invisible to the normal eye they couldn't see the unit's tail was already cutting all the Spectre units like butter.
“Fuck!! Don't let him near the transports!!”, the pilot said only to be cut in half.
“HAHAHAHA!! TERRAN TRASH NEED TO DIE!! THE GLORY TO THE ALMIGHTIES FOR WE ARE JUST AND YOU ARE EVIL!! HAHAHAHAHA!!”, Fantismo screamed like a banshee.
Within less then five minutes all the defensive squadrons sent out were eliminated and the Krotosi soon moved toward the Transports, sinking them one by one. The last one was trying to get away only to be stopped by the Devastator Tigeris 14th. He began to gut the ship until he noticed someone exiting out and looked to be a pilot suit.
“Well well well... I believe we found the candidate they have for this silly little project.”, Fantismo soon said with glee grabbing the female pilot before she could escape.
The woman struggled and Fantismo would recognize she would look beaitful for Terran standards... inferior filth. Looking at her eyes showed defiance which didn't go with the face.
Smiking he soon says using a universal translator, “Terran Trash try so hard... why can't you see your race must be purged as dictated by the heavens? Your people will ruin the galaxy with the Almighties on our side.. you dark beings don't deserve to live. Do Not fret that defiance will cost you and your fellow Terrans. After all those in the base... shall die by my hand.”
He soon crashed her like a Popsicle as her helmet showed the face explode into blood as he discarded the body away.
“Now... kill all the trash!! For the Almighities dictate terrans must face retribution!!”, Fantismo shouted with a roar.
On the TASS Jackson
“Commandore it looks like Trident Base has been destroyed. We lost contact and looks to be a Nightmare was among the attackers.
Commandore Blair who was best friends with Commandore William D'phar sighed. Though they managed to get the Slyph Alpha parts the planned pilot and some of the research were heading their way didn't make it.
“It seems its a lost cause... that unit alone will be troublesome for our battle group. We shall pull out.”, Brian soon said only for Ishmael D'phar give his word.
“We can't leave her out there!! She is a great pilot I went to the Academy with her!! We cannot leave Clare out there to die!!”, Ishmael soon shouted.
The Commandore sighed as he suspected as much, that Ishmael D'phar and Clare Avotez were closer then friends. It was that much obvious just like the time between William and Annabelle all those years ago.
“1st Lieutenant D'phar you do realize that is the White Nightmare yes? Its one of the many god forsaken units that not only can defeat this entire group by itself but I cannot risk the entire battle group for your girlfriend. She will get post modem awards, as befitting dying in the line of duty. I know this sounds harsh but the safety of the many out weighs the few. Prepare to Space Time Jump into the Space Time Gate! We are leaving the area!!”, Commandore Blair shouted.
Soon the TASS Jackson Battle Group left the area leaving Trident Base and others to their doom.