Warpath
By Chris000
Chapter 0: Prologue\ERROR\ Chronological Error\\
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UNSC Destroyer Phoenix
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Welcome Captain Christopher James Vennettilli
Serial Number 01979-07820-CV
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What the hell is going on here? First thing I know, we're ready to take a nice R&R trip, next thing I know: BOOM! Those goddamned Chaos Emeralds fling us into yet another universe. Funnily enough though (if you can call our current situation 'funny') I think I may know which universe we may be in. Judging from the styles of the ships and the accents these people spoke to us in, I believe that we are in the Star Wars universe. Wow, I know. The man that seems to be in charge of the whole mess is Admiral Saul Karath. We'd better play nicely with these guys because their flagship looks as large as the Indomitable, but twice as deadly. What chance does a puny destroyer have up against that?
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The Phoenix floated dead in space. Her engines gently sputtered a soft red as they tried to restart, but to no avail. A small leak in her hull sent a little stream of gray-white atmosphere into space where it froze into ice crystals. Lights were out in blocks all over the ship and the only ones that worked were the ones that illuminated her name and hull classification. Gravity had thankfully returned to she ship so nobody had to launch themselves off surfaces to get from compartment to compartment.
Captain Alan Perry stood with his hands clutching the brass railing in front of his command chair. His eyes were diluted from the experience he had just witnessed. Many of the crew on the Indomitable had the same exact experience when they broke the universal barrier and headed to another Earth-like planet known as "Mobius" Perry couldn't help but stare at the Courageous, the massive red and white starship. All around it, delta-head shaped ships swam around it like a school of spacebourne fish. Even smaller fighters swished around the cruisers.
"Sir, the Courageous is hailing us again." Ensign Callows, the COM officer reported. Perry tapped the glowing button on his chair arm. Instantly, the face of Saul Karath showed on screen. The admiral's face was strong but curious and his eyes looked at the Captain. "Admiral Karath?" Perry asked the Republic admiral. "Captain…Perry, was it?" "Yes, sir. What can I do for you?" Karath straightened his cap. "You can start by explaining a few things to me, Captain. First off, explain why I need to communicate with you via primitive video screen technology. Is your holographic projector broken?"
Perry was about to respond. "I-" "Secondly," the admiral interrupted, "I would like to know what sort of ship this is. Those are definitely not Republic Navy colors and your ship does not register in any of our databases. What language is your name written in? It's definitely not Aurebesh." "Sir," Perry said. He was perfectly capable of respecting the chain of command, even in this different universe. "I would be happy to explain everything on my ship here. Would you like to accompany me so we can discuss matters? Maybe even clear some things up?"
Karath turned to someone off-screen. "What do you think? Should I go or should they come here?" After a few seconds he turned back to face Perry. "Alright, Captain. I'll come to your ship. Of course I'll have an armed guard with me but that's perfectly reasonable?" Karath gave a small smile. Does he think we're escaped fugitives or something? No, that's all right. Bring them over. Karath's face became straight again. "Very well, I shall arrive in twenty standard minutes. Be ready, Captain." The screen snapped off. Perry slumped back into his seat. A crewman offered to get the captain something to drink. Perry told him a glass of Jack Daniels. "Make it two. I feel I'm gonna need a lot more by the time this day is over."
