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….\Chapter 2: disturbing Death/….
Location: Titania, Titania spacers' plant Bio dome parade ground specially constructed for today.
Major General Alexander Fredrickson watched with glee at the processions, everything was going smoothly. The leaders of each faction/nation/colony were currently making their speeches, ones of hope, peace, cooperation and larger military spending… the last one important in his eyes.
He looked around the stage, a good 30m wide stage with well over 100 leaders standing on it, each dressed in an impressive suit and tie or in the case of some female leaders an elegant dress.
The flags of all hung above them, some holo projected while others had real ones hanging from the wall, a soft artificial breeze made them sway as if on a sailing ship of old.
And on the huge screens to the side of the stage showed various parts of human history, from artwork of all centuries to WW1, WW2, the Cold War, Women's rights, Equality, the second American civil war, 911, Australian aid missions to Asian countries that suffered during the 2045 earthquake. Hundreds of pieces of war diaries and quotes from all great leaders and just anything Human really, while great musical classics were played subtly in the background of all speeches.
He could spot some of the big ones among the gathered leaders; President Fredrick Hayes who currently led the United States of America, his speech was up next. The greying man was on his 4th term. After the end of his second term a rather incompetent, pro-colonial control President had led them into the period after the great human civil war and almost caused a second.
The people (and military mostly) then evicted him from power and re-installed Hayes who over his next term undid all the damage said incompetent did, improved their relations with everyone else and gave independence to all American colonies. When about to leave his unexpected 3rd term he was, shockingly, appointed by congress for one more term. He is the President who has remained longest in office, first to sign the peace treaty of the closure of the great inter-system war and was given by a Nobel peace prize for all he had done to maintain the peace.
Another he could see was Lord Deslar-Kovoc who currently led the militaristic Pluto, he is a 2nd generation Plutonian, the second generation unlike the first have blue tinged skin due to a chemical spill which somehow affected the entire coloney at the time (as all of it was interconnected) and gets to a sort of darkish blue hue which will be their permanate skin colour by the age of 21 according to modern tests.
When the civil war ended and quickly rose his way up in the Plutonian military as a strategic and tactical genius to a position of the front echelon General. And was only 24 when the coup by several high ranking generals commenced. The men under his command swiftly and without question wiped the polished Plutonian tiles with the traitors before finding their leader, Magister Kiv-chall dead on his throne. Seeing this Deslar crowned himself Lord of Pluto and rallied his men to him daring any other general or admiral to oppose him. Of course none did, for after all he was sitting in the most well defended fortress on Pluto with nearly all of its defences intact and had the support of nearly all second generation Plutonians. But within the next 2 years Deslar gained the respect of all the first gen colonists, he treated them with respect and made sure all were equal.
He was actually made the Solar systems best leader for the 2101 magazine 'Sol's choice'.
There was also a rumour going around that his current wife was a Dominatrix and was often put to the whip. But of course these were just rumours… right?
Just as the Martian Director finished his speech his speech a Plutonian Phalanx Guardian rushed in from the side of the stage. Everyone looked questioningly to the shocked blue man but he just kept walking until he was in front of his lord.
The Phalanx Guardian exchanged a few sentences with Deslar, who grew a more shocked expression on his face by the second. A few of the other leaders gain worried looks as they began to wonder what could have the master tactician shocked. With an exchange of nods the Guardian left the stage and Deslar sat down, his eyes unfocused and hands shaking on his knees. President Hayes went over to him and placed a hand on each shoulder.
"Deslar! Whats happened?"
The blue skinned man looked up into the brown eyes if the President and whispered.
"First contact. Aliens have destroyed Charon."
The President was dumb struck, first contact only a short while after such a dreadful conflict, and what was worse was that said contact was hostile.
"Dear God…"
Meanwhile Major General Alexander looked on wondering what the two were talking about and what could be so shocking… little did he know that those colony bound weapons he had would be put to the test.
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Location:Triffix fightercraft, name Tillfang 1, currently engaged with hostile alien forces.
Kalv-genti pulled to the left as another round burst from the alien craft, the oversized shot missed him by a couple of KM as the rest of the attack squadron also came up from the technical underside of the craft, letting loose with their auto-cannons and dumb fire rockets.
They had learned early on in the attack that the range of the main gun was infinite but easy to dodge while the smaller weapons, legitimate laser cannons none the less, were able to fry your ship instantly as demonstrated when Tillfang's 3,6,2 and Tii-Voch 5,7 were disintegrated in front of them. But only had a rough range of 10km wherein the average missile engagement ranges for fighter craft were 15-20km.
So for the last minute they had been harassing the alien ships shields… yes the aliens had shields of all things unfair, at extended ranges though most missiles got shot down by the lasers.
He flicked just within the laser range at boosted speeds before cutting his engines, a trick used by long range patrol fighters to conserve fuel in a battle by floating at high speeds while using the manoeuvring jets to dodge and turn for a bit before reigniting the quick starters. (it also helped cool down the engine)
Using the jets on the left side (it was universally agreed to not use the navy designation of left and right with spacecraft.) he turned towards the enemy hull and let loose a flurry of shots, all impacted the shield with no signs of damage done.
He spotted on of the ships turrets moving to blast him out of the sky and reignited his quickstarters as Tii-voch 3 and 8 commenced a strafing run across its top half. He went zooming underneath, just out of reach of the shield for no one could guess what would happen if one rammed into it, and only got skimmed by a laser when coming around the lower area of the other side.
Activating his Ping sensor he found that Tillfang had regrouped roughly 30km away from the unknown and rushed to join them, putting a little more fuel into it than necessary while he was at it.
Tillfang 4 comm.'ed him "Tillfang 1, we are preparing for a strike on the enemy ship to overload its shields, Tii-voch squadron will keep them busy for the time being."
He clicked the comm button twice in acknowledgement before turning around to face the enemy ship that hung there on his sensors, way out of visual range.
The rest of the squadron aligned with him, slowly getting into position and switching over munitions types. Tii-voch comm.'ed them "can you lot hurry up! They are getting better at tracking our movements! Shit! Tii-voch 6 get out of there!... Fuck! *btzzzzzztzzzz*"
Kalv flicked over to open "alright Till we charge!"
As one the squadron burst forward, each pilot determined to avenge the hundreds of thousands who died on the Charon colony, determined to draw blood of whatever colour these things could have. As the squadron got to 20km they fired their rockets and missiles, the small projectiles blasted on ahead silently in the void of space, also one last comm. From Till-voch came through.
"We… we did our best, avenge us brothers! My craft is about to go critical, so I might as well take my own life…*gun clicking on Tii-vochs end.* see you on the other side when you get there… FOR LORD DESLAR!" the entire squadron heard the last of Tii-voch take his own life with a bang before a small light formed in the distance, which was his engine core going critical.
Tillfang 3 growled through the comm's.
As they closed the distance to 10km the enemy's lasers started up again and started pecking his squadron off one by one, and in return his squadron let loose with their auto-cannons and what was left of their rockets.
it was obvious who would win, the alien ship slowly wore them down till Tillfang's 1 and 9 remained. Just then higher commander Palat came back over the comms.
"You two retreat! Cruiser support is inbound and I don't want you to die needlessly!"
Tillfang 9 turned and ran as ordered. But Kalv turned for another attack, one he did not expect to survive.
"What are you doing Tillfang 1!? Return to Pluto this instance! This is a direct order!"
Kalv gritted his teeth in anger "I DIE FOR LORD DESLAR AND FOR PLUTO!" and turned off his comm. System. As he got within 5km the laser fire picked up and he started to weave and junk around more, firing off another blast he could see an energy shimmer around their ship. The shields had dropped.
Hitting the thrust he raced to ram the ship, nought but a single KM from the ship a laser strikes his ship, sawing the left wing off and causing him to drift and smash his head into an airbag which had just deployed from the console in front of him, as he drifted into unconsciousness he thought if Tillfang 9 would forgive him for going to join the rest of their squadron as well as Tii-voch.
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Location: Citadel ship: Envision, bridge. Time: just after the fighter attack.
Flavion thanked whatever ruled the universe that he was still alive; these aliens were quite… different, especially when it came to how they fought.
He turned to the rest of the bridge; a lot of the younger Asari were a little stressed while the captain, being the oldest of the lot, was quite calm about the situation.
She examined her crew and sneered, she then looked towards the Salarian in charge of the scanning systems.
"I want you to scan through the wreckage and find any of those primitives who are still breathing. We need to find out more about our new foe."
Flavions mandibles twitched with anger "they only attacked us because we didn't bother to extensively scan the area when we arrived! It's through no fault but our own!"
Dashina laughed mockingly "oh what's this? The warlike Turian not doing his duty. "
He raised a fist threateningly, his talons clenched "I am nought but an observer! Here to report my findings to the Hierarchy you're pathetic race couldn't even deal with the Krogen till we came along as well as the Genophage."
Just as the rest of the crew thought it would come to a fight the Salarian at the scanner station spoke up
"Captain, found a single lifeform, is the last craft shot down. Shall we retrieve it?"
She looked to Flavion, whose facial expression was one of clear dislike before replying.
"Yes retrieve the Alien and then jump to another point in this system, they most likely have backup on the way." Dashina then got up and moved to the elevator, most likely headed for her quarters.
One of the younger crewer's. an Asari walked up to Flavion, concern etched on her face.
"Don't worry, some of us agree with you on this. When we get back to council space we'll all file complaints and let the bureaucrats take over."
Flavion thanked her as she walked off, he was nervous about what this new species would act having been essentially taken as a prisoner of war. He looked out the bridge screen to see a shuttle headed out to find their survivor, and hopefully talk to him.
…. 2 hours later, medi-lab of Envision, new location n solar system.
Dashina watched as the alien was bought in and strapped to the table, its chest rising and falling with each breath into its face concealing helmet and mask. A few crewer's behind her squealed with excitement, well Asari crew that was, the Salarians were looking on with significant interest and that Turian… Flavion, he watched with abated interest and awe.
The doctor, Felsh an Asari born on some no name colony and had worked as a medical professional until joining CDF and working her way onto a ship, was rather excited about this newest patient, though she was not cutting it up but just removing its clothing she was excited none the less.
She started to fiddle around with its helmet, finding a multitude of clasps and latches keeping it in place and undid them as she found them. Then she removed the tube that lead to the front of its mask which she presumed provided a suitable mixture of air that it could breathe easily. Already the medi-lab had been adjusted to allow the alien to breathe by a quick scan of the respirator, in fact Asari could also breathe it.
She then hooked her fingers underneath the full face helm and counted down.
"Ok. 3…2… and 1!" she pulled off the helmet and almost dropped it in the same motion at what she saw, and indeed most of the other crew gasped as well. And the more active in their sexual lives started to evaluate this new creature.
Blue skin like theirs though it was a few shades darker, lips almost like theirs except they were different somehow, and strange fur covered their head where the tentacles would be as well as just above their eyes in two narrow lines.
All were in shock at how close he looked to an Asari, for something seemed distinctly male about him, a concept that would be quite alien to Asari if they had not meet the other species before this.
Just as Felsh moved to touch the being he stired on the bed, and some of the crew steeped back in fear.
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Location: Unknown, unknown. Time: who knows?
Kalv-genti slowly came back to the land of the living, his head hurt and to be honest felt like he had been punched to near death by the Phalanx Guardians with their ceremonial Halberds and somehow lived.
He slowly sat up and rubbed his temple… his temp….
'Wait a mo…. Wasn't I wearing a helmet?' he shook off the rest of his sleep before taking a quick glance around the room. His eyes widened in fear and gripped the edge of the bed he was on. Surrounding him were weird looking blue aliens with tentacles on their heads and a lack of hair, a race of frog like people with large eyes and awfully reminded him of the fictional aliens known as greys, and a single alien with mandibles and talons in place of fingers. And a wicked looking set of head spines.
Looking around in fear he saw a small medical blade sitting on a tray and leaped for it, some of the aliens tried to grab him but he swiped the small blade up and jumped over the adjacent bed and into the corner of the med lab.
He held the blade threateningly as they encroached around him, their voices speaking in an alien tongue possibly trying to convince him that escape is impossible or to calm down. He would have none of it.
"All right I want questions! I, I mean answers! Answers to questions that I have! I am not afraid to use this!" in all honesty he was scared shitless and hoped to not use the blade.
…
Dashina was quite nervous, the alien had awoken and, out of fear grabbed a scalpel and has backed itself into a corner, and she knew that cornered animals always fought to the death.
"Should we use our biotics to disarm it?" asked one of the Asari, her biotics flaring slightly, making the alien jump a little and start mumbling to himself.
Falsh shook her head "no, we don't know how strong it is or if its bones are easy to break. Best disarm it and then put him to sleep with a sedative." Falsh then grabbed a sedative off of her medical belt, and held it up as if she was about to charge, the alien (from now on in these asari POV bits called by his name Kalv.) aimed the scalpel at her and dared Falsh to charge him.
Dashina and another Asari then charger him, causing Kalv to panic and swing the blade around so fast it flew out of his loose grip and clattered off over the bed, he looked up at the approaching attackers and did the only thing a scared pilot with absolutely no ground combat experience who was surrounded by aliens trying to attack him would do…
He shoved himself further into the corner and crawled into a foetal position and begged for mercy, letting loose a cry of fear as they stopped above him with fists raised.
The others looked on as the Plutonian cried for mercy, Felsh walked till she was next to the foetal form of the human.
"Dashina I want to try a mild meld with him, so that way we may speak and understand each other."
The heartless and racist captain looked down at Kalv, who was again, still in tears and unknowingly to them mumbling something about being too young to die and dying a virgin, with a smirk on her face.
"Of course, the more we can understand of these primitives the better we can educate them."
Felsh moved to place her hands on Kalv's head, who flinch at the touch but none the less calmed down a little. She then mind melded with him, entering his mind to draw out the information she sought, at first his mind was like an open book, she took the knowledge of his language, his name, and was going to get a few more things when suddenly. His mind blocked up, the only thing she could find was a memory of a tall blue… Human who was standing regally on a raised platform with hundreds shouting "HAIL LORD DESLAR! HAIL MY LORD! HAIL MY LORD!" repeatedly, somehow this human was using a mental image of someone he considered immortal to block her out, or at least keep her out of more important things.
She withdrew from his mind after a few more seconds, the experience rather deafening with that memory being the only one blaring throughout his head.
Felsh turned to Dashina who looked questioningly at the doctor who nodded in acknowledgement.
"So we have the language… w..whats it like?"
"It's… confusing to say the least, very odd and different, I might take some time to get used to it."….
"Well see that you do, and spread it around a bit once you have, it would be valuable for others to know." Dashina ordered before storming off to her quarters.
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Location: Earth, Japan, United Earth Defence Command (UEDC) headquarters. Planning Room B5KQ8 currently assigned to Sol defence task force.
There were six Humans in the one room that would decide the fate of Humanity, six Humans one AI.
All having a label from 0 to 6 on most important to those of lesser stance for the purpose of these meetings only. For after all by technicality, this meeting did not exist, the topic of this meeting for now did not exist and no mentioning of it in any sort of document will ever exist.
Zero, the man at the head of the table tilted his head in greetings to the others, who replied with the same gratitude while the AI waved rather cutely on the pedestal on the centre of the massive table. No2, a woman of rugged beauty stood and addressed the rest.
"A little over two hours ago first contact with non-human intelligent life commenced, they first appeared on Plutonian R.T.H at 3:00 pm earth Japanese time, triggered the Plutonian Naval command sensors and remained motionless for a few minutes during which time two Plutonian battle groups, standard post war configuration, were sent to intercept the unknown and bring it in.
During those minutes high commander Palat-oovon, from here on referred to as Palat, authorized the Charon garrison consisting of two squadrons of Triffix 2099 edition fighter craft to launch and intercept these hostiles on a gut feeling, as the squadrons launched and reached 10km above the moon the moon started to destroy itself from the inside out as according to the replays we were able to get our hands on. After the destruction, of which both Triffix fighter squads had survived, had revealed an object…"
"Excuse me, what are this object's origins?" asked no5, a white bearded man with a thick Japanese accent and admirals bar's on his pristine navy blue long coat.
No2 looked at him annoyed that she had been interrupted. "We believe that it was brought in to destroy Charon for some reason. Now as I wa…"
"Just a minute. What is the purpose of using something to destroy a moon and not take it with them?" 5 interrupted once again.
"You have a better thought no5?" questioned 1, his Australian accent thick.
"Indeed. Suppose it was there the whole time? And for some reason the moon formed around it?"
Everyone except 0 and 4, the latter being the AI, looked at 5 quizzically.
"That would mean it has been here quite a while hasn't it?" 6 stated. He was sometimes quite the idiot.
"Indeed, now the question is, not why it's there for that shall come latter, but who put it there?" zero asked in his mono-tone voice.
4 then spoke up in the timid and shy way she usually spoke. "p.. perhaps the answer. L… lies out there."
Now this time everyone stared dumbfound at 4, who shied away at the sudden attention.
"B…by that I mean outside o..our solar system, d… did I say something wrong?" she finished the sentence meekly.
"No of course not! You don't need to be embarrassed it was a bright idea from a very bright girl." One spoke soothingly, to that 4 glowed brighter, representing an increase in happiness.
From that point on the meeting went back as scheduled but something plagued their minds, who or what placed that their? And why had these Aliens come looking for it?
…Chapter End….
Classified Military document detailing Earth/colony info, forces, technology and designs:
Triffix fighters: originating from a company set on one of the moons of Mars. After the company went broke Pluto, America and one of the Dwarf planets (it's unknown which one) got their hands on the schematics, within 2 years America disregarded the design in favour of the Delta wing type fighter-interceptor named: Strike Eagle, the dwarf planet discontinued it after several months after old SF-bull shark multipurpose fightercraft became available en-mass on the black market after America dumped them there.
Pluto's initial tests were far from pleasing… they were exhilarating, in nearly all simulations done by the to be formed Plutonian government against American SF-bullsharks were 54-1 victories going in favour of the the next year in the lead up to revolution and the civil war Pluto redesigned the interior of the fightercraft and added several surplus systems for unlike the earth and other colonies Pluto didn't have as many to recruit from, they needed a more specialized and elite military as well as logistical base.
When the war started the few cruisers and fighters from earth that were docked on Pluto (3 American, 1 Japanese and 2 German.) quickly fell to the fast torpedo strikes of Triffix Falchion squad(12 fighter craft in total), further proving how advanced these fighters were.
Though in recent years they have been outdone by many foreign fighters the Triffix ahs remained in the top 20 for the past 24 years and will remain for many more.
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The Council of Six.
A mysterious group of high ranking military personnel that first had mention on the internet after documents stolen from {Eastern Trinity Alliance) were hacked from the Central Data complex. Over the following few years more information was found and discovered, but only very little and none that revealed what its purpose was, who they were and where they meet.
All that is known about the participates is they are numbered from 0-6, the person presiding over the meeting being Zero, a Human said not to exist by technicality. Of course no one outside of the top 0.7 percent of the military of the Eastern Trinity Alliance (ETA for short), an Alliance between Russia, Japan and Australia, know anything about it.
Their information network puts MOSSAD, CIA, FBI, MCIN and CIB to shame in nearly all aspects.
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Lord Deslar-Kovoc:
Age: 28 date of birth: 2073, Unknown, unknown.
Place of work: Lord of Pluto.
Eye colour: Black, pupils Red. Hair: a light brown with tinges or Black. Skin: Darkish Blue.
Bio:
current leader of the Pluto Government, was born in 2073 about 2 years prior to the great Human civil war (2075-2092). During said war he joined the military when he was 16 years of age by earth standard time. During said time he became captain of a small frigate named {VIZ FALCHA} and led three successful operations against the Mars colonies who hoped to capture the newly established Pluto Governments shipyards on Asteroid ABS-001 (now renamed Deslar's shipyard.) and two against Western Earth defence fleet (146,000 km from Saturn).
Some years after the war (Deslar was aged 24 at the time) Deslar was rapidly promoted to front echelon General over that period. On the start of the new Plutonian year several high ranking military officals started a coup, in which they captured the central Fortress and started a massacre of all high ranking personnel who were there.
Deslar was just returning with the Front Echelon troops when the attack was sprung and launched his troops into action, killing off half of the enemy with orbit-to-surface strikes by torpedo strikers and landing his navel ground troops within the perimeter before the coup could seize the surface to orbital weaponry. He then personally led the counter attack against the betrayers with his own mere 1,200 men when the enemy had a total of 2,800.
When he finally blasted his way into the inner Fortress he found Magister Kiv-chall dead and the last of the traitors around his corpse. After killing them Deslar declared himself Lord of Pluto and dared anyone to challenge him. But none did as his fleet was the only one out of the shipyards and was in control of the Fortress and had it manned by extra troops sent from his fleet.
Over the next few years he solidified his control and became good friends with the last of the old high command who had not participated in the coup, Palat stuck by loyally to Deslar as the Lord of Pluto rebuilt the military and expanded the almost crowded colony greatly and improved the lives of all he ruled. He is noted to be quite the charismatic man and quite the silver tonged devil according to those who have met him.
Authors notes/ replies:
Note: ok if anyone is a fan of good classic anime you will know who I based the people of Pluto off. And also maybe one other shout out latter to come in the story.
And what does everyone think so far? Please tell me what you like/dislike/find awesome, good etc… the more input I have the better I make it for you.
Classified Military document(s) detailing Earth/colony info, forces, technology and designs is obviously the Human version of Citadel Codex.