Author's Note: Hey, I'm back with Chapter 10. Wow, this is my fastest
update on FanFiction.net so far. Anyway, here's 10.
Disclaimer: Refer to Chapter One
Story Title: Path to Sanctuary
Chapter Title: Help Arrives
Kandoorit Stealth Stalker Dark Ocean
"ARRGGHHH!!" Mool'vishtal raged, slamming his fists on his command chair's armrests. He was enraged both from the fact that TWO Dbrojan had slaughtered several of his soldiers ad from the fact that the Imperial Heirs had escaped from his grasp.
"After them!" he screamed. The crew scrambled to obey. The soldiers in the rear half of the shuttle were pulled back, the rear half was then jettisoned. The Dark Ocean then sped after the White Wolf's forward escape module.
"Looks like your crew isn't as good as you think, Captain." chided Tum'drashin. The Captain's temper flared. He had taken insult after insult from the intelligence officer, and he had had enough.
He drew his pistol and shot the intelligence officer right in the stomach. The crew winced but they weren't surprised. After all the verbal abuse they had witnessed the Captain take, they actually expected this to happen.
Tum'drashin looked at the Captain, a shocked look had replaced his usual mocking expression. Mool'vishtal sneered. "I finally managed to wipe that smug look off your face, you bastard."
"M-my father w-will have your head f-for this." The intelligence officer stammered.
"I don't think so." Taunted Mool'vishtal. "When I capture the Imperial Heirs it will be such a great victory that no amount of Overseer Tum'blomekt's influence will be able to convince anyone to have me executed."
"You. . . you. . ." weakly mumbled the intelligence officer.
Mool'vishtal smiled. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."
He pointed the pistol at Tum'drashin's head. "Good bye, asshole."
He pulled the trigger.
Shuttle White Wolf forward escape module
Koushiro felt like dirt. No, he felt like shit. One more opportunity to save his friends had presented itself, and what did he do? He didn't take it, instead he had allowed them to be left behind while he spouted self- righteous crap about respecting their sacrifice. What an asshole he was.
He looked at the Princess, she was sobbing on the module's floor. Her brother and the other passengers tried to comfort her, but she was oblivious to them. Koushiro turned away, he couldn't bear it. 'That was the only way, there was nothing else that could've been done.' A logical part of his mind repeated.
'Yeah, keep repeating that to yourself if it makes you feel better.' Another part of his mind thought bitterly. 'But, truth is, you left them behind you piece of shit.'
"Incoming disruption bursts!" Ken suddenly yelled, snapping Koushiro out of his bitter thoughts.
"Hold on!" Koushiro said as he pulled the module into hard maneuvers.
"Hyperlight, NOW!" Sora yelled at him.
"I can't, that ship's too close!"
"To hell with it!" Iori said. "Just do it!"
"We try to do it this close and the gravitational force of the hyperlight field will most likely pull us right into the nearest collection of dense matter. Namely, THAT SHIP!"
"Well, try to get as far away as possible!" Prince Taichi yelled.
"DUH! What the heck do you think I'm trying to do?!" Koushiro retorted.
Koushiro jerked the module to one side just as a disruption burst flew by. He hit the acceleration controls, shooting the module forward at great speed. But, to his dismay, the Dark Ocean easily caught up.
'Isn't this just great.' He thought sarcastically. 'After all my self- righteous blathering, Takeru and Yamato's sacrifice will still end up as a wasted gesture.
As if on cue, he felt a jolt just as a tractor beam hooked the module.
'Well, Koushiro." He thought bitterly. 'How does it fell to sacrifice friends uselessly?'
But just as the thought finished in his head, Miyako suddenly yelled: "We've got new signals!"
"Oh damn, not more Kandoorit?" Taichi asked.
"No," Ken said excitedly. "They're Nason!"
"WHAT?!" was the collective exclamation of the others. Koushiro looked at the vid screen and, sure enough, he saw the images of five Nason warships.
"Expedient-class war cutters!" Miyako said.
Expedient-class war cutters were small, but exceedingly well-armed Nason ships. Alone, a war cutter would be no match for a Kandoorit Stealth Stalker which was three-times the size. But five of them were more than enough to stop the Dark Ocean.
They watched as the five Nason ships ganged up on the Dark Ocean and pounded it with wave after wave of energy weapons fire and missiles.
The Dark Ocean
"NO!" the Captain screamed. All had been going well until those Nason ships had appeared out of hyperlight. They were small, but also well-armed & fast. They had surrounded his ship quickly and started bombarding it weapons. Worse, his ship's weapons were still on disruption settings, which meant he couldn't fight back.
"Sir! Weapons are down!" reported one crewman.
"Hull breaches in several sections!" screamed another.
"Shields gone!" yelled one more.
But the Captain wasn't listening. He had failed. It was an intelligence mission, but a mission nonetheless. And he had failed miserably. It seemed that Tum'drashin's father would have a reason to execute him after all.
He shot a look at the dead body of the intelligence officer he'd shot. He smiled crookedly. 'At least I got one thing done.' He thought. 'Looks like I'll be seeing you in hell sooner than I thought, Tum'drashin.'
He stood up. "Commander Del'redigh."
"Yes, sir?" his First Officer replied.
"Commander Del'redigh I put you in command of the Dark Ocean." Mool'vishtal said evenly. "Get the ship and the men out of here, this mission is lost."
Then, before the First Officer could reply, the Captain took his pistol and jammed the muzzle to the side of his head.
"Long live the Sovereign Kandoorit Cluster!" the Captain proclaimed. He shot himself.
Shuttle White Wolf forward escape module
Koushiro looked in silence as the battered Kandoorit ship turned, sped away, then disappeared into hyperlight. He just sat watching the screen in stunned silence. They were saved. They were actually saved!
"Incoming transmission." Ken reported.
"Answer it." Jyou said. "Answer our allies.
A green-haired, middle aged Nason appeared on the communications screen. "Greetings Your Imperial Highnesses, greetings Lady Mimi and Lord Jyou. Colonel Vakomi Ghanov of the Nason Aerospace Forces at your service."
"H-how did. . ." Taichi stammered.
"How did we find you?" The Colonel smiled. "We received an emergency transmission from directly from the Ambloni Imperial Bunker. It appeared that their communications had been sabotaged and that we were the only forces they could reach. Anyway, they said that you might be in danger. Based on the rough coordinate plots from Ambloni Intelligence, we were able to find you. After a few misses, of course."
Koushiro suddenly remembered that Takeru and Yamato were still in the other half of the shuttle, and that they might still be alive. He was about to say something when Hikari beat him to it.
"Takeru!" Hikari suddenly yelped. "Colonel! You have to find Takeru and Yamato!"
"Take-who? And Yama-who?" the Colonel asked, puzzled.
"The other half of the shuttle, it's floating around here somewhere." Hikari said hurriedly. "There are two Dbrojan there, they're friends. You need to find them! They might be really hurt!"
The Colonel frowned, he turned to regard an officer whom the White Wolf's passengers couldn't see on the screen. After a short while the Colonel Ghanov turned back. "Yes, it appears that one of my groups ships has stumbled upon a portion of an Sh-87 shuttle. They're taking it in their bay now. If your friends are there, we'll find them."
Colonel Ghanov continued: "But fist things first, we must take you to Sanctuary. Please get aboard this ship's cargo bay. We'll inform you of your friends' conditions once we have find them."
Koushiro nodded and proceeded to steer the module toward the Nason ship's shuttle bay. Hikari sat down, agitated. 'Takeru has to be alive.' She thought. 'He has to be!"
Author's Note: Are Takeru and Yamato still alive? You'll have to find out in the next and last chapter which I will post either this Friday or the weekend. Tanks for waiting and reading, please review.
Disclaimer: Refer to Chapter One
Story Title: Path to Sanctuary
Chapter Title: Help Arrives
Kandoorit Stealth Stalker Dark Ocean
"ARRGGHHH!!" Mool'vishtal raged, slamming his fists on his command chair's armrests. He was enraged both from the fact that TWO Dbrojan had slaughtered several of his soldiers ad from the fact that the Imperial Heirs had escaped from his grasp.
"After them!" he screamed. The crew scrambled to obey. The soldiers in the rear half of the shuttle were pulled back, the rear half was then jettisoned. The Dark Ocean then sped after the White Wolf's forward escape module.
"Looks like your crew isn't as good as you think, Captain." chided Tum'drashin. The Captain's temper flared. He had taken insult after insult from the intelligence officer, and he had had enough.
He drew his pistol and shot the intelligence officer right in the stomach. The crew winced but they weren't surprised. After all the verbal abuse they had witnessed the Captain take, they actually expected this to happen.
Tum'drashin looked at the Captain, a shocked look had replaced his usual mocking expression. Mool'vishtal sneered. "I finally managed to wipe that smug look off your face, you bastard."
"M-my father w-will have your head f-for this." The intelligence officer stammered.
"I don't think so." Taunted Mool'vishtal. "When I capture the Imperial Heirs it will be such a great victory that no amount of Overseer Tum'blomekt's influence will be able to convince anyone to have me executed."
"You. . . you. . ." weakly mumbled the intelligence officer.
Mool'vishtal smiled. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."
He pointed the pistol at Tum'drashin's head. "Good bye, asshole."
He pulled the trigger.
Shuttle White Wolf forward escape module
Koushiro felt like dirt. No, he felt like shit. One more opportunity to save his friends had presented itself, and what did he do? He didn't take it, instead he had allowed them to be left behind while he spouted self- righteous crap about respecting their sacrifice. What an asshole he was.
He looked at the Princess, she was sobbing on the module's floor. Her brother and the other passengers tried to comfort her, but she was oblivious to them. Koushiro turned away, he couldn't bear it. 'That was the only way, there was nothing else that could've been done.' A logical part of his mind repeated.
'Yeah, keep repeating that to yourself if it makes you feel better.' Another part of his mind thought bitterly. 'But, truth is, you left them behind you piece of shit.'
"Incoming disruption bursts!" Ken suddenly yelled, snapping Koushiro out of his bitter thoughts.
"Hold on!" Koushiro said as he pulled the module into hard maneuvers.
"Hyperlight, NOW!" Sora yelled at him.
"I can't, that ship's too close!"
"To hell with it!" Iori said. "Just do it!"
"We try to do it this close and the gravitational force of the hyperlight field will most likely pull us right into the nearest collection of dense matter. Namely, THAT SHIP!"
"Well, try to get as far away as possible!" Prince Taichi yelled.
"DUH! What the heck do you think I'm trying to do?!" Koushiro retorted.
Koushiro jerked the module to one side just as a disruption burst flew by. He hit the acceleration controls, shooting the module forward at great speed. But, to his dismay, the Dark Ocean easily caught up.
'Isn't this just great.' He thought sarcastically. 'After all my self- righteous blathering, Takeru and Yamato's sacrifice will still end up as a wasted gesture.
As if on cue, he felt a jolt just as a tractor beam hooked the module.
'Well, Koushiro." He thought bitterly. 'How does it fell to sacrifice friends uselessly?'
But just as the thought finished in his head, Miyako suddenly yelled: "We've got new signals!"
"Oh damn, not more Kandoorit?" Taichi asked.
"No," Ken said excitedly. "They're Nason!"
"WHAT?!" was the collective exclamation of the others. Koushiro looked at the vid screen and, sure enough, he saw the images of five Nason warships.
"Expedient-class war cutters!" Miyako said.
Expedient-class war cutters were small, but exceedingly well-armed Nason ships. Alone, a war cutter would be no match for a Kandoorit Stealth Stalker which was three-times the size. But five of them were more than enough to stop the Dark Ocean.
They watched as the five Nason ships ganged up on the Dark Ocean and pounded it with wave after wave of energy weapons fire and missiles.
The Dark Ocean
"NO!" the Captain screamed. All had been going well until those Nason ships had appeared out of hyperlight. They were small, but also well-armed & fast. They had surrounded his ship quickly and started bombarding it weapons. Worse, his ship's weapons were still on disruption settings, which meant he couldn't fight back.
"Sir! Weapons are down!" reported one crewman.
"Hull breaches in several sections!" screamed another.
"Shields gone!" yelled one more.
But the Captain wasn't listening. He had failed. It was an intelligence mission, but a mission nonetheless. And he had failed miserably. It seemed that Tum'drashin's father would have a reason to execute him after all.
He shot a look at the dead body of the intelligence officer he'd shot. He smiled crookedly. 'At least I got one thing done.' He thought. 'Looks like I'll be seeing you in hell sooner than I thought, Tum'drashin.'
He stood up. "Commander Del'redigh."
"Yes, sir?" his First Officer replied.
"Commander Del'redigh I put you in command of the Dark Ocean." Mool'vishtal said evenly. "Get the ship and the men out of here, this mission is lost."
Then, before the First Officer could reply, the Captain took his pistol and jammed the muzzle to the side of his head.
"Long live the Sovereign Kandoorit Cluster!" the Captain proclaimed. He shot himself.
Shuttle White Wolf forward escape module
Koushiro looked in silence as the battered Kandoorit ship turned, sped away, then disappeared into hyperlight. He just sat watching the screen in stunned silence. They were saved. They were actually saved!
"Incoming transmission." Ken reported.
"Answer it." Jyou said. "Answer our allies.
A green-haired, middle aged Nason appeared on the communications screen. "Greetings Your Imperial Highnesses, greetings Lady Mimi and Lord Jyou. Colonel Vakomi Ghanov of the Nason Aerospace Forces at your service."
"H-how did. . ." Taichi stammered.
"How did we find you?" The Colonel smiled. "We received an emergency transmission from directly from the Ambloni Imperial Bunker. It appeared that their communications had been sabotaged and that we were the only forces they could reach. Anyway, they said that you might be in danger. Based on the rough coordinate plots from Ambloni Intelligence, we were able to find you. After a few misses, of course."
Koushiro suddenly remembered that Takeru and Yamato were still in the other half of the shuttle, and that they might still be alive. He was about to say something when Hikari beat him to it.
"Takeru!" Hikari suddenly yelped. "Colonel! You have to find Takeru and Yamato!"
"Take-who? And Yama-who?" the Colonel asked, puzzled.
"The other half of the shuttle, it's floating around here somewhere." Hikari said hurriedly. "There are two Dbrojan there, they're friends. You need to find them! They might be really hurt!"
The Colonel frowned, he turned to regard an officer whom the White Wolf's passengers couldn't see on the screen. After a short while the Colonel Ghanov turned back. "Yes, it appears that one of my groups ships has stumbled upon a portion of an Sh-87 shuttle. They're taking it in their bay now. If your friends are there, we'll find them."
Colonel Ghanov continued: "But fist things first, we must take you to Sanctuary. Please get aboard this ship's cargo bay. We'll inform you of your friends' conditions once we have find them."
Koushiro nodded and proceeded to steer the module toward the Nason ship's shuttle bay. Hikari sat down, agitated. 'Takeru has to be alive.' She thought. 'He has to be!"
Author's Note: Are Takeru and Yamato still alive? You'll have to find out in the next and last chapter which I will post either this Friday or the weekend. Tanks for waiting and reading, please review.