Note: IZ does not belong to me, Rightful ownership is to JV and the people who made the show.
Armageddon
By: 3_shades_of_black
CH: 1
Intro: For two thousand years the Irken Empire was allowed to run amuck and unfettered by all. That
was the agreement sealed long ago by the ancient dwellers of the Milky Way. But as that time period closed, the
impending judgment only became more apparent. The Irkens, Meekrob, and all other sentient beings would
have to answer for their sins at the feet of the true masters of the galaxy, the Arkai. And so, the end draws near.
Casually staring off into space, Captain Vin of the Irken destroyer Axalmat, was enjoying his day off.
Being 12,000 parsecs away from the main Irken fleet, Vin did not have to bother with the ludicrous demands of
his leaders. He was just about to retire to his quarters when the worst possible interruption came his way. The
main sensor array had picked up something big and it was moving faster than even the best known hyper drive.
Scurrying as fast as his pencil thin legs would take him, Vin was about halfway to the logistical deck
when the entire ship shook violently. Coming around Vin made his way to the nearest observation port. When
he had a chance to get a good look outside, all anxieties were fulfilled. At the outer edge of visible space a giant
ripple was seen, like a stone thrown into a pond, and out of that ripple burst forth an unimaginably large fleet of
unknown warships.
Thousands of meters long, the first hundred ships passed harmlessly under the Axalmat, but soon enough even
larger vessels burst forth from the wormhole. Some were large enough to contend with moons in their size. For hours
upon hours, the flow of vessels did not slow by any measurable rate. The Crew of the Irken vessel were utterly trapped
and at the mercy of the invading fleet. Finally the last Vessel exited hyperspace, measuring over 3000 kilometers in
length, there was no doubt in Vin's mind that this was the flagship.
Slowly returning to his command deck, Vin opened up communications with the largest ship in an attempt to
negotiate. The Com system crackled with feedback for a few brief seconds until a shadowy visage of a humanoid armored
soldier could be seen. Staring Straight at Vin the figure spoke these words, "I'm commander Ajarred of the Emperor's
fleet, welcome to hell".