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KND Moonbase.
"Everyone shut your traps and pay attention!" came the shout of Numbuh 86 over the murmur of the crowded meeting room. All of the Sector Commanders were present along with many ranking members of the navy. Even some of the cadet trainers from the Arctic Base were present.
A hush fell across the group as Numbuh 362 stepped up to a podium, a sad look on her face. She took time to look at every operative's face, knowing full well that the news she bared could take many of his or her lives.
"Yesterday at 0900 hrs, the frigate Shadow Fox, stationed in orbit over Mars was suddenly attacked by an unknown and unprovoked enemy. She was lost, along will almost all crew members," she said. Many of the operatives present in the audience gasped with shock and horror. Never before had a ship in the KND Navy been a loss, not counting the loss of so many crewmembers.
"All reports indicate that there are survivors on the planet's surface. I have ordered the First Fleet to bring them home, and to avenge our losses," she continued. A roar of approval came from the crowd, many of them angry now.
"From this moment on all Kids Next Door forces are officially on high alert status, ladies and gentleman, we are at war," Rachel finished. The roar of applause filled the room as all the operatives sprang to their feet, all of them but Numbuh 1. This didn't escape her notice. Numbuh 1 was currently the only other operative beside herself that had a rough idea of just what they were up against.
As the commanders began to stream out of the room, she motioned for him to approach.
"How's the weapons research going?" she asked.
"Numbuh 2 says that the artifact is similar in design to the Spiker from Halo, only instead of spikes it basically fires molten ball bearings. He's in the labs at the Arctic Base trying to duplicate it for our usage," he replied. Rachel nodded in approval at this, but she was still unsure. Their enemy had created these weapons thousands of years ago, during their genesis period.
She could only wonder what weapons they had created in that time.
KND Carrier Zero's Vengeance. Approaching Martian Orbit.
"All ships prep weapons. I want missile pods and coilguns hot and ready to fire when we drop out of jump speed. Fighters must be ready to deploy as well," said Numbuh 1508 as he looked out of the viewing glass of the bridge. KND technology had only recently developed what was nicknamed jump speed. It was nowhere near the speed of light, but it was fast enough to reduce sailing between planets to a few hours.
The coilguns, nicknamed MAC guns by the Halo fans amongst the fleet, were also fairly new technology. They had been stolen from adults and then perfected by KND scientists. However only larger ships, like cursers and carriers, could be fitted with them.
"I want all S.C.A.M.P.E.R.s and C.O.O.L.B.U.S.s fully loaded and ready to launch," he added clasping his hands behind his back as he stood.
"Yes sir," said a nearby crewmember as they raced to fulfill his orders. After a few minutes, the ship noticeably slowed and the red planet flooded the screen. The teen fleet surrounded the planet like a dark blue ring, blockading it.
"Sir, enemy contacts breaking away from orbit to engage," reported a crewmember from a nearby scanner.
"Patch me through to the fleet," Fisher ordered. The enemy fleet didn't appear to move in a standard formation, but rather looked like a group of various sized sharks heading toward fresh meat. He waited one heartbeat, two, three, waiting for the two fleets to close the distance.
"All ships, fire at will!" he ordered. Almost instantly, the bell like clang of the ship's coilgun firing rang out. The thin white trails of the coil rounds covered the distance between the two fleets in the blink of an eye. The barrage smashed several of the smaller ships almost instantly, although the larger ones withstood it fairly well.
A missile barrage followed the coilgun barrage, allowing the frigates to enter the fight. However, the larger teen ships opened fire as well. Light blue plasma bolts smashed into the wave of missiles, destroying many of deadly projectiles. The Admiral watched as one of the bolts made it through the wave of missiles and smashed into a frigate.
The ship's bow reared up slightly as it came to a halt, fire belching from the breech in its hull. Attempting to compensate, another barrage of coilgun fire was opened up. But it did little as the teen ships kept coming and opened fire as well.
"Sir, our ships are taking heavy damage from those rounds," said one the crewmembers.
"I want those transports on the ground now!" he shouted.
C.O.O.L.B.U.S. transport #3. Zero's Vengeance launch bay.
Numbuh 419 flipped a few of the switches that sat on the dash in front of her. Looking up, she watched as the bay doors opened below the transports. A red light appeared on the dash next to the controls.
"Look alive back there," she said as she took a firm grip. The first transport dropped out of the belly of the ship, followed closely by the second. With a bump, the C.O.O.L.B.U.S. was released and plunged out of the bay as well. Numbuh 419 took the controls and began to follow the other transports, heading for the Martian surface.
Red tracers raced past the transport; followed closely by the twin engine Me 262 based teen fighters. All around them the battle between the two fleets took place. Numbuh 419 hung on to the controls as the explosions around them shook the transport.
"Alright listen up! We will be landing at Outpost Alpha! The surface is a very harsh environment, keep your helmets on, your weapons up, remember your training and we'll all go home in one piece!" shouted the sergeant over the noise. Each one of the Marines wore the new Martian suits, body armor that had been stitched in with heavy padding for warmth. The helmets had a face rap that covered a respirator so they could survive on the surface. Amber eye protection extended down to meet the respirator, fully covering the face.
"Thirty seconds to atmo," 419 said. More tracers streaked past the transport, slamming into the lead C.O.O.L.B.U.S. Splitting in two, the transport went into a tailspin, spitting out marines as they plummeted into the atmosphere. Many of the operatives onboard watched in horror at the fate of their comrades.
"Steady!" the sergeant shouted as the flames of the atmosphere began to spring up around the transport, attempting to calm the operatives. The vibrations from the atmosphere entry began to rock them back and forth, causing them all to tighten their grips.
Bridge of Absolute Justice.
"Their fleet is stronger then we anticipated," muttered the Capitan of the ship. The uniform he wore was not as decorated as the Fleet Master's was, but it still commanded an amount of respect. Together, they watched as a sky blue plasma beam tore into the heart of a KND curser. Belching fire and molten metal, the enemy ship split in two and became nothing more then space junk.
"I had hoped that this wouldn't be an easy victory. There is no honor in massacre," the Fleet Master replied. Together, they watched as the initial clash between the two fleets began to wind down. A KND frigate was currently squaring off against one of their corvettes.
The heavy auto cannons and missiles pounded into the ship while plasma bolts returned fire. Both ships were sustaining extensive damage from the fight, but neither refused to back down. After a few minutes of constant firing, the frigate finally flared, her engines detonating after sustaining such heavy damage.
"Fleet Master, the enemy fleet is disengaging, ship masters are requesting permission to peruse," said a nearby crewmember.
"Are they fleeing planetary orbit?" he asked. The crewmember studied the numbers and symbols that flew past on the screen.
"Negative, they are relocating to the far side of the planet," came the reply. The Fleet Master studied the battered remains of the enemy fleet as they disengaged combat.
"Disable the enemy carrier, let the rest of the fleet go," he ordered. The Capitan stepped forward, anger in his eyes.
"Sir, do you mean to say that we're letting them go without a proper death? A battle can not end without the entire enemy force being destroyed," he protested.
"If you believe that this battle is over then you are a fool Capitan. The coilguns caught us off guard; I want to ensure that there are no more surprises. Besides, who better to ask questions and use as bait then an Admiral?" he replied. There were times where he had almost challenged the Capitan to a fight on the dueling deck, but had maintained his frustration with a sense of cool professionalism.
"Prep my armor, I want to meet our guest face to face," he ordered.
Bridge of Zero's Vengeance.
The deck shook violently as the lights flickered, throwing almost everyone to the ground. Fisher gripped a railing, steadying himself until the deck stabilized again.
"Report!" he snapped, standing up straight again.
"We just took a plasma round to our engines. The reactor is failing, engine capacity is at zero percent, and power failures are being reported all over the ship," reported a crewmember.
"Sir! Incoming boarding craft!" reported another. Fisher drew a S.P.I.C.E.R. II from the holster on his belt and held it by his side.
"All hands, prepare for incoming boarders," he said calmly.
