The Saga Of Seven Suns: The Dasra Expedition

Summary

A team of peacekeepers is sent to Dasra to try and open up a dialogue with the Hydrogues and end the conflict. This story tells the mystery of their disappearance and problems they face on the way, and once they are there.

Declaration of the story to all readers

Information provided in this story does not tell the real outcome of the main story or impose the change either; it is just fan-fiction for fun. Technical terms and ideas may not follow the same principal of the TV Series and some differences may arise.

This story does not infringe the rights of the real actors or any member of the staff that produced the show and neither does it infringe copyright. By reading the text you take full responsibility of your actions, and the author of the story has no liability of damage or problems with person or persons involved.

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Bla, who ever reads it anyway…. All I'm saying is, if you like the story and want to copy it, then you are free to do so, if by some flick someone decides to use the idea for a TV Episode or book (Wishful thinking, but it must be covered) all that I ask is I be informed by E-mail.

But, you can do what you want with this story; copy it, ship it, print it in a book or use parts of it; hell, send it to the other end of the world. I do not mind, just make sure you place credit where credit is due.

Note From The Author: - (Shane Ward)

Thanks for reading my fist Book Fan-Fiction, though I am no writer, just someone that plays games, makes levels and watches Sci-Fi shows. I hope this story keeps you on the edge of your seat and drooling over the keyboard

If you have any comments or like the work I have done, feel free to E-mail me on my E-mail address in my profile page. Or leave a review.

There will be errors in spelling and grammar; everything possible will be done to make the spelling less noticeable and as long as you can read it and understand the story, it will be fine with me. Some words might be used to replace other words I cannot spell that might make the sentence a little odd. I'm sorry for this. I will try my best to fix this. There is an offer for beta readers if anyone is willing to help me.

Please note that some aspects of this story will be out of mind and not follow the normal steps of a story, also some parts of this story might be hard to swallow. But please continue with it.

Chapter 1 (Basil Wenceslas)

For Chairman Wenceslas another day at the office was his way at keeping a close eye on the Spiral Arm and every activity was rushed into his office for his scrutinising eye to be approve or disprove.

Although he has spent much of his time spying on King Peter, his recent idea to send a peacekeeping mission to the Dasra sector seemed like a waste of time, for him anyway. He could think of other ways to use the Juggernaut that would have to be allocated.

Straightening his impeccable uniform, which he spared no expense and poring himself a hot cup of Cardamom coffee, he looked over the manifest for the new crew of the expedition.

More likely he surmised that the entire fleet will meat their demise as soon as they enter the orbit of Dasra and he needed to pick a crew that was… Expendable. But for Wenceslas, the entire EDF was expendable.

With new reports flooding his computer workstation, he needed to study and gain satisfaction from the burning of Oncier. Although it was just a test to warm up the orbiting moons for habitation, the team of scientists was unaware that a living civilisation resided deep inside the gas giant.

Once it was a spark, then it engulfed the entire planet within seconds, as he raced through the video footage, making no effort to hide his satisfaction at the only victory the Hansa has achieved. He often thought about lighting up more planets, but he did not want escalate the war, not while the Hydrogues stayed in their planets.

But still, as the Ekti shortages flooded his spreadsheets on his display, he needed to take some decisive action, and soon. Perhaps King Peter's idea about sending an expedition deserved more merit.

The sunbeams raced through the windows at the Chairman's offices on top of the Hansa HQ obscuring his view from his terminal, he hit a key on his desk and darkened the windows. Even though he was the type of man to feel the sun on his back, he always let business come first. In his business life or personal life, he would always let business take the lead.

Running his hand through his iron-grey hair, he leans on his chair and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about the Hydrogue attack on the Whisper Palace and the unprovoked murder of King Frederick.

Frederick was a good man and always did what he was told; it provided a means for Basil to conduct Hansa business properly and effectively. But this new King, King Peter, proved to be more scandalous and questions his every order. "Does he not realise that he should shut up and act" Basil thought to himself.

But as he leaned forward on his desk and took a sip from his coffee, he needed to move along with the crew manifest for the expedition to Dasra.

The database was long. Long with the list of hopeful volunteers who would love to sacrifice their lives for the greater good. "Perhaps a little to easy," Basil murmured to himself. But he decided to enlist the skills of a few people that was, down the bottom of the list or not on it at all.

His first choice sprang up in his mind of all things, Adam Johnson. He was a respected man with an eye for caution. He ran several successful missions to the outer rim of the Spiral Arm and was more of a sea going captain. His long black beard and impressive uniform also caught his favour. He was the type of man that Basil would consider taking the time to know and he knew the job would get done.

Another candidate was someone he wanted to get rid of. Basil jumped at the chance to shove him on the expendable list. Lev Armstrong was an Ex Roamer and being a Roamer showed that he could not be trusted and Basil saw all Roamers as rats. Although he had a clean record and stayed out of the limelight, the fact he was Roamer brought him closer to the top of the list, himself and Tasia Tamblyn

With a scrutinising finger he tapped on his lips, trying to remember the name of his last candidate. Someone he obviously did not find interested otherwise he would have remember his name. After a moment of pause, he typed in a search command for Ian Ironheart. He was not sure about this individual and some of his associates would question his choice in choosing him.

If anything went wrong, Ian Ironheart would be the man to get them out. His plans and ideas would be at a scale that was larger then life; he would probably escalate the war further then solve it. But Basil secretly wondered how far he could push the Hydrogues and using Ian, would certainly achieve this goal.

With a call from his office, he made preparations to meet with the individuals in question and arrange their pass codes and assigned assignments, but he needed to find them first.