With the uncovering of Group-52 and the seeming peace at the moment, the EFS offically offers its aid to the UCJ.
Eros Caleb was beginning to feel the effects of staying up for four days straight. For the time being, Shadow Corps command had granted him emergency powers, thus giving him control over the loyal BSF forces. Unfortunately, Group 52 loyalists had overtaken a few major space stations. Luckily, most of the BSF armada was in the hands of the Loyalists, and Admiral Wilson was taking care of the situation. The armor and infantry forces were under General Malone, who had sworn loyalty to the BSF Loyalists several days ago. For the time being, everything was under control. "Carrie?" he hit the intercom to his assistant, "if anything important comes up, notify me, otherwise, I'm going to be sleeping for the next day or so." --------------------------------- SFFC Carthage, Station Capricorn Never in BSF history had terrorists taken an entire station hostage; however, this Group 52 was far more resourceful than Arthur had imagined. Currently, they claimed to have high explosives set around the station's primary and secondary reactors. With such a high civilian population inside, Arthur had not dared to attempt a boarding action. It had come down to siege. All static defenses and ships around the station were Loyalist now. It had been a week since the siege had begun and Arthur was beginning to worry. he had hoped that the militants would surrender with lack of supplies, but they were stubborn. Caleb had promised a group of operatives to help out, but they hadn't come yet. He hated to let them go, but with so many lives at risk, he was unsure of what to do. -------------------------------------- SFFC Rapture, Station Taurus Andrew looked over the report for the fifth time. Two traitor BSF battlegroups were moving in to attack station Taurus. With the 2nd and 3rd fleets helping weed out Group 52 bases on Mars, the 1st guarding Eros, and the 5th besieging Station Capricorn, that left the 4th to defend other stations from attacks. The young admiral was not enjoying his job as he had to spread his fleet thin to defend two bases at once. Nonetheless, he had to defend the belt, despite any suspicions he had in the back of his mind. Even after fidning out about Group 52, Andrew still had his doubts about what was going to happen, but he still had his duty to the belt, which was what he was going to follow. "All ships..." he said, "prepare to engage" -------------------------------------- ***Actions/Status*** Station Capricorn: besieged Station Taurus and Aries: under attack BSF losses from rebellion: 66 ships. Shadow Corps losses: 43 ships Currently: BSF: 575 ships BSF Traitors: 68 ships Aid sent to Mars BSF rebuilding lost ships: Begun 0% complete Warp space preliminary research: 98% complete
///Military Traffic\\\ Restricted Message; Upsilon level encode Message to: Border Security Forces Message from: Department 47 Source: Uknown Greetings, my name is Colonel David Aaronson, commanding officer of Division X, special forces for Department 47. For the past few years, Department 47 and a mysterious terroris organization have been at war. Local governments have been covering up our battles with stories of infighting among pirate groups, mainly because that had no real explanation for it. We knew that this organization consisted of 52 leaders, each one with their own little sect of followers bent on ruining life for all of Humanity. We had heard rumors as to their real name, but did not know it until just recently. The people we have been figthing are the ones you are fighting, Group-52. We know how they fight, and know of their strategies. Allow us to aid you.
Department 47 Actions: Research and Development of the Manticore class Orbital Defense Satellite-22% completed: Temporarily Halted Research and Development of the Basilisk class Heavy Orbital Defense Satellite-22% completed: Temporarily Halted Research into stealth fields-32% completed Research of Sidewinder Swarm Missile-90% completed Research of DM-3 'Silencer' Cannon-90% completed Research of DM-9 'Spike' Cannon-90% completed Research of DM-10 'Buster' Cannon-50% completed Research of Deleter Tactical Missile-50% completed Research of Pegasus Torpedo-50% completed
The first thousand settlers have arrived at Nua Coinmead. It is hoped that by the end of the year the population with reach 5 million.
New Norfolk Orbital Naval Complex -Observation Dome The Chancellor walked up to the podium and began his speach. "Ladies and gentalmen of the Federal Republic, we stand here today on the dawn of a new age in Luna history. It is an age in which the people of Luna reach out and expand into the univers. It is an age were we will no longer be subject to the whims and desires of the system and will become masters of our own destiny. Today the first colonist of Alpha Centauri Three, Luna's first civilians to build a home off world, will depart for destiny. The Homestead project is finnaly complete, the New Plymoth Station will luanch taking 800,000 families to the system and to Luna's future. They will be the first, but not the last. After their departure and the stations implimentation, 10,000 people will follow them each 8 weeks. The planet, AC 3, hs the resources to support these people comfortably, provided they are willing to work. Lunans are decendants of a people who came to barren rock in orbit of an enemy world and thrived, they pulled a civilization that houses 300 million people from a grey dead world and made it thrive, with the resources of AC 3, or Primus Centauris as its being called, there is no way we can fail." the Chancellor turned and the massive shutters of the dome lifter to display the huge bulk of the converted 5 mile long station as it slowly moved away from the scafolding and jumped to AC. --- Fleet Status -Project homestead station renamed New Plymoth Station -New Plymoth Station jumps to AC with 800,000 people on board, ETA 15 Days -FRS Erikson II Finishes beacon deployment and returns home -FRS Erikson II is outfited with massive colonial cargo pods Ship yards prep for civil construction Ship yards begin laying keels for 10 Berlin class heavy battle ships, keels will be mothballed for later use 1, 2, 3 Heavy Infantry divisions are placed on charlie level status, made ready to deploy with in 72 hours notice.
Magnus- 53% Shooting Star 2- 67% Shade- 87% Cyritica- 22% (haulted) Blue Fire- 59% VLS- 63% Blue Storm- 13% Patriot- 20% Project Storm gate- Completed IC The Kreytoss scout zipped allong space, then it exited FTL in the middle of a solar system. The pilot then checked his star charts, he was in the area between the third and fourth planet in the system. Then his scanners picked up multiple signatures heading his way. (tag Hyp, or any coalition person)
"Captain, something just popped out on long range sensors, whatever it is, it's coming in hotter than hell." informed Chris excitedly. "Any idea what it is?" asked Grayson in reply. "Not a clue, doesn't match any vessel signatures we've ever seen. Reccomendation?" replied Chris. "Braedan, take us about and be ready to go to full power on my mark. Jack, drop a line to the Thor, Occam's Razor, and any other ships in the vicinity." ordered Grayson. A moment passed before Jack replied, during that time the ship came about to face the general direction of the newcomer. "Gavin says Occam's Razor will take flank for us. Shoot First Ask Questions Later is taking the other flank. We have 8 ships ready to go with us on your order." informed Jack. "Tell'em they need to keep up with us. Braedan, full power now." ordered Grayson as he hit the comms to engineering. "Jason, innitiate the screens in 2 minutes 30 seconds." "On it now, plannin' for a fight?" replied Jason, the sound of him jumping from the upper control platform down to the main area of the reactor room was heard, along with a groan as the channel cut. Wayfarer's engines flared a blinging blue-white and the ship shot forward, the other ships' engines flared to life and they shot off after her. The unknown vessel was about 10 minutes out at full burn, however both the fleet and the unknown ship were at full burn, they would meet within 5 minutes.
This is the Kretoss scout ship Lekor, we are carrying an ambassador to represent the Kretoss empire. We come in peace and offer no harm. We only wish to talk.
"Geeze, that thing looks like hell, looks like they hit something, they're leaking drive plasma." observed Braedan as he maneuvered Wayfarer around to be above the other ship. "Incoming message from the unknown ship." stated Jack. "Put it thru." replied Grayson. "This is the Kretoss scout ship Lekor, we are carrying an ambassador to represent the Kretoss empire. We come in peace and offer no harm. We only wish to talk." came the unusual voice of the other ship's captain. "This is Captain John Grayson of the UES Wayfarer and the Redshift Combine, we represent the System Coalition of Sol. It seems your ship could use some help, if you will come underneath our main hull at about 3km we will put you in tow back to Luna." replied Grayson, obviously not sure what to make of the situation. "Thank you Captain, awaiting grappling. If I may ask, why are your screens and weapons online dispite the fact we have declared our peaceful intentions?" responded the captain of the Kretoss ship. "It is standard procedure thanks to a couple of troublesome races which have come thru the system in the last two years, the Taresians and the Fekkar, hopefully you do not take offense." replied Grayson. There was a noticable pause before the Kretoss captain replied. "That is understandable. We're still waiting to be grappled." stated the Kretoss captain. "You already have been, if you cut your engines you will see that you are in tow." replied Grayson. The other ship cut engines but stayed with Wayfarer. "How can you tow us without grapples?" asked the Kretoss captain. "It is a field technology given to us by one of the members of the System Coalition. Nice is it not?" replied Grayson. "Very much so." responded the Kretoss captain. 30 minutes later the small fleet pulled into Lunar High orbit and Wayfarer aquired docking clearance for both itself and the Lekor.
"Thankyou for the tow, we are very greatful. We wish to talk to a representative about peace and possibley the sharing of star charts. As for the damage, we clipped an asteroid, and then we met some pirates. It has been quite unsetteling if you know what I mean. However, we are safe and obviously not a threat to any of your ships. As for the Taresians and the Fekklar, we have lots to tell you."
Adolf had received the message from Grayson and had instantly gone to Condition Red. Adolf opened a channel to the Wayfarer when he saw it come into view. "John, I do hope that you do not burn out the emitter. Remember that it is still a work in progress. The Thor will provide an escort for you." ***ACTIONS*** -Project Rebirth 60% -Project Zeus 16% -Project Spider's Web 60% -Project Splinter Shell 14%
**Actions** -Rebuilding infrastructure 68% -Construction of 10 more Arrows 50% complete -Upgrading Arrows 40% complete -Gold Dragon construction 5% complete -1st Fleet Dragon 10% complete -2nd Fleet Dragon 0% complete
Sentinel Station Orbital Command Complex "Sir, RSC ships are brining in an unidentified ship belonging to an uncataloged biologic" "Notify the chancellor" New Berlin Federal Defense Force Command Building Main Status Room "The display has been updated with the new ship, we are traking it via the orbital tracking net. Her sensor echo is odd, Lidar shows it as 5 times the size it accualy should register and the TPS are going crazy, one minute they lock the next minute shes gone" "I've just got word from the chancellor, we are upgrading to defense condition bravo. All scaners go hot and active, weapons are still locked though Sentinel Station Orbital Command Complex "Unknown Vessle, welcome to the Federal Republic of Luna. Your ship will be mored at Sentinel Station. You are to be considered honored guests of the republic, but you are still subject to our authority. Diplomats from the system coalition will contact you shortly. What follows is a file detailing your rights as diplomats and guests of the Republic and Coalition and also your restrictions. We look forward to opening a dialog."
"thankyou for your hospitality, and the repairs. We sith to discuss the Taresians,, Derit, Atray, and Fekklar immediately"
Department 47 Actions: Research and Development of the Manticore class Orbital Defense Satellite-22% completed: Temporarily Halted Research and Development of the Basilisk class Heavy Orbital Defense Satellite-22% completed: Temporarily Halted Research into stealth fields-34% completed Research of Sidewinder Swarm Missile-100% completed Research of DM-3 'Silencer' Cannon-100% completed Research of DM-9 'Spike' Cannon-100% completed Research of DM-10 'Buster' Cannon-60% completed Research of Deleter Tactical Missile-60% completed Research of Pegasus Torpedo-60% completed Research of Argosy Cannon begun Research of Inferno Cannon begun
"Chris, get a good through scan of the Kretoss vessel, I want to be able to see an analysis of the dust specs in the corners of their bulkheads." ordered Grayson as Wayfarer backed out of the FRL docking slip. "On it, I don't blame you for wanting to know more about them, but a deep scan?" replied Chris. "Something doesn't make sense, they were awfully intent to talk with us, as if they were sent specifically to the Coalition. Call it a hunch, but something is not right." replied Grayson, who had undone the restriants and got up to begin pacing as the huge ship backed out. "Ah, well the scan will be done within the next 10 minutes." responded Chris, grinning. 10 minutes later Chris informed Grayson of the findings. "The hull and major systems are over a thousand years old, however these things here," he pointed to the two main PBC mounts and some other systems on the readout. "are recent, maybe 2 years old at most, there's nothing on this ship that falls under an intermediate timeframe, and that does not make sense. I think your hunch was correct, something is wrong here." stated Chris, the last bit had caused the others on the bridge to turn and look. "Relay this information to Luna, the Thor, and the rest of the coalition." ordered Grayson in reply. "And keep them under observation and passive weapons lock." "Done." replied Jack.
Sentinel Station Station Command Complex "Yes Mr. Chancellor, we recived the scan from the wayfair, I've evacuated most of the station personel, and diverted traffic. All station weapons have manualy targeted the ship, they wont detect this unless they've been watching the mounts themselves." "Good, something doesn't smell right. I've diverted the third patrol group to conduct long range scans and the surface defenses in sector 45 by 21 have target the ship in the bearth, if shit goes down they'll regret it." "How soon till the ambasador arives?" "10 minutes" --- Slip 5, docking section delta Airlock of the alien ship The ambasador touched the pannel. "I'm Gordon Jensen, official Diplomat of the Federal Republic and the System Coalition. I've come to speak with you"
"we know that you have scanned our ship, and you are probabily wondering why we have an early Taresian particle beam. The answer to this is simple, they gave it to us. You see, around the middle of the great conflict, the Taresians, Derit, and Atray went aroud and gave certian weapons to indapendant nations so that we could defend our selves from the Fekklar and its allies. In exchange for the weapons, our government signed a treaty that we would remain out of the war entirely. After the conflict we set up a trade agreement with the Derit. That is why most of our weapons are either Derit or Taresian. Now we fall inbetween the alliances. We were never part of the Fekklar alliance, and never a part of the Gelat federation. We were put in the middle of a conflict and we chose no side. During the war though we were subject to biological weapons from the Fekklar. These weapons killed milions of our people. There was only one counter to this virus, that was to undergo genetic modifications. A symptom of the enhancements was sterility so we haven't been able to restore our population. Around the end of the conflict, the Fekklar alliance attacked our home, our fleet was crushed, and we were left with very few ships and very little industry. We built as many ships as we could and they aren't that good. We recently came across a large mine that was filled with the necessary minerals to make duranium. We also signed a brief trade agreement with the Atray. This is why we have atray weapons, this treaty with the Atray just ended, when we herd of their re alligning with the Taresians. However before we broke the deal, we were able to get certian weapon technologies. This is why our ships are horribly unbalanced. In full, we are NOT with any of the Gelat species (Taresian, Fekklar, Derit, Atray). We are genetically advanced Kretoss people. We have spies in the Taresian Central Command, and they have been reporting the recent actions of the Taresian fleet and its people. Now this information doesn't come cheap, so if you want it we will want something in return. As for the Kretoss empire, we will not disclose our home planet, or its location. This is for security purposes respectively. Now we have gathered information about the Sol Coalition from Taresian Central Command. We wish to join you out of refuge. We are weak, but if we remain alone then we fear that we will be over run by the fekklar, Atray, or even worse the Taresians. Please concider our offer of refuge"
Magnus- 59% Shooting Star 2- 72% Shade- 91% Cyritica- 22% (haulted) Blue Fire- 65% VLS- 73% Blue Storm- 20% Patriot- 25%
**Actions** -Rebuilding infrastructure 69% -Construction of 10 more Arrows 60% complete -Upgrading Arrows 50% complete -Gold Dragon construction 10% complete -1st Fleet Dragon 20% complete -2nd Fleet Dragon 10% complete
New Berlin Executive Mansion Chancellor's Private Office The chancellor had assembled tha cabinet and the joint chiefs, they had just reviewed the transcript from the discusion with the aliens. "Mr Chancellor, I really don't like this, not one bit. It all seems to convient. Here we have refugee's with spies at Snake Central, and a ship thats a POS. It just doesn't make sense." "That and I've had the bio weapons division look over the DNA sample recovered from the handshake with the ambasdor. It shows signs of massive engineering. But the base DNA looks Taresian, or not" "What do you mean or not?" "Its, well, complicated. Once you cut through all the modifications it could be Taresian, it could also be any number of base species" "Thank you all for your input. I'm going to recomend to the coalition that we turn down their offer and thier request for entrance. I've also had the station evacuated of all but a small skeleton crew, just incase we have to blow them out of the sky, this really doesn't smell right. Not right at all."
"If you would like to know about the biological enhancements that we have had, ask away" OOC: just a bit of knowledge, there is nothing taresian in them. They are descendants from a kmodo dragon type lizard
Adolf started at the information. Something didn't feel right about the newcomers. The scans were very peculiar. The mounting of recent PBC's on an anchient hull is un heard of. "Jason, give me a detailed scan of their weapon systems. Helm, move us to a position to where they cannot escape without entering through the bow of the ship and exiting through the engine exhaust. Tactical, I want the screens ready to go to full power forward. Also have all batteries aimed on the ship, but do it manually. Flight Ops, scramble all pilots to their fighters and tell them to prepare for immeadiate launch." Adolf was pleased with how fast the bridge crew carried out his orders. The scan of the alien weapon systems poped up on the screen. "Adolf, it appears that everything around the mounts is brand spacking new compared to the rest of the ship." Jason highlighted the HE Conduits. "These conduits appear to new also. It is very rare for a ship older than 100 years to get new conduits! I do not like the implications of this." Adolf rubbed his chin. "Neither do I." Adolf stood up and walked down to Jason. "Can we contact the Ambassador that is speaking with the aliens?" "It shouldn't be that hard, but they would definately know." "I do not want them to know. Hmmmmm, keep working on scaning the rest of the ship." An Ensign ran up to Adolf and saluted. "Sir! We have completed the analysis of the genetic material that was collected by the OSS and our technicians during the repairs on the alien vessel." "Good." Adolf took the PADD and looked at the information. "Jason!" Jason ran over to Adolf's side. "What?" "Look at this information. Doesn't it look kind of familiar?" Jason looked at the information. "Holy shit! I know exactly what that is!" "What is it?" Adolf was puzzeled. He never was good at biology. "This is what we were helping the Taresians create. This is their Super Soldier!" "What!? HOw can you tell?" Jason pointed at the similarities to Vesuvian Genetic Manipulation. "Look at this part of the code. It is exactly the way we do it. Yep. This is what Project Genesis turned out. We must get them away from the station!" Adolf turned to his tactical officer. "Go to Condition Red! Lock onto the alien vessel with the emitters!" "Locked on!" "Engage!" The alien ship was jolted in the docking slip. On board the station the ambassador was thrown to the ground along with the rest of his entourage. The blast door between the alien ship and the station slammed shut catching the alien on the other side of the door. Outside in the docking slip. The alien ship was torn out and then the emitter failed. The alien ship floated with atmosphere venting out its docking port. "Prepare to fire on the engines. I want to disable this bastard!" Adolf opened a channel to the Wayfarer. "John, do not let these aliens leave Sol. They are the Super Soldiers of the Taresians!" ***ACTIONS*** -Project Rebirth 62% -Project Zeus 18% -Project Spider's Web 62% -Project Splinter Shell 16%
