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KND Flagship Father's Misery. Lunar Defensive Perimeter.
Numbuh 1510 sat in his chair on the battleship's bridge, staring at the stars beyond the glass. It hadn't been that long since the Fall of Mars, and the battleship Defiance had only just returned two days ago from Operation Arklight. This war was going so fast, and going down the drain even faster. With Mars gone, Earth was now the target of the enemyfleet.
Tommy reviewed what he knew about the enemy in his mind. A race of teenagers, banished to the stars after losing a massive war with the adults and their creators: the kids. Now they were returning, either to take their revenge or take Earth for themselves, probably both. Other then that, and the fact that they were technologically superior, the Admiral knew nothing about them.
He was a commander who preferred to understand his enemy when he fought them. That was how he had become the Admiral on the largest ship the KND had built. He understood the adults so well that had he the resources, he could have established the KND it's very own country. But with his brother dead, his only focus now was on revenge against this enemy.
"Sir, I'm picking up a proximity warning along the Perimeter," a girl at a nearby monitor said, pulling him out of his thoughts. Tommy stood and walked over to the screen, looking over her shoulder. The image on the monitor showed the planet, and a blue ring around the planet roughly following the orbit of the moon. A single red blip was showing along a section of the ring, indicating where the warning was coming from.
As the Admiral watched, another red blip appeared along the ring, followed by another and another and another. His eyes grew wide as the proximity warnings grew so prevalent that the blue ring all along half of the ring containing the moon turned red.
"Report battle stations, maned and ready!" he shouted as he turned away from the monitor. Alarms began to blare throughout the ship as Tommy picked up a single red phone.
"Supreme Commander, the attack is beginning," he said calmly into the phone, ignoring the alarms blaring in the background.
"Evacuations of the Moon Base have already been going on for two days, how long do you think you can hold?" Rachel asked on the other end of the line. In all honesty, Numbuh 1510 had no idea how long they could last.
"Early indications show that this is the largest fleet we've ever seen, half of the Perimeter is showing alerts. We'll hold as long as we can, but you need to get out of there maim," he replied.
"Very well, we're evacuating now. And Tommy? Good luck." With that the line went dead. 1510 calmly hung up the phone before he turned and looked out the glass on the bridge. The darkness of space was suddenly lit up by ships leaving jump speed. Hundreds of ships, the largest collection of the enemy fleet ever witnessed, all swarmed toward the KND defensive line of Earth.
"All ships open fire, send them to the blackest hell anyone has ever thought of!" he commanded.
KND Moon Base. Med bay.
Numbuh 777 slowly awoke, her groggy mind struggling to comprehend what was going on. Alarms were blaring around her, occasionally joined by a female monotone voice calling for an evacuation. As she started to sit up, she realized just how much pain she was in. The left side of her face was covered in bandages, as was her right hand. It was a miracle that she had managed to survive the dogfight over Mars. But she was alive, just barely.
"Sarah? Sarah oh thank Christ you're awake." The pilot opened her right eye slowly, ignoring the pain that the bright light caused. As her vision settled, she realized that she was looking at Numbuh 343. Danny was wearing his R.A.D.S suit, with the helmet cradled in the crook of his arm.
"Danny?" she asked, disbelief in her voice.
"That's right. I heard your fighter got hit over Mars and that you were here," he replied.
"Heard that the front lines on Mars were torched," she shot back, earning a chuckle from both of them. A distant explosion, followed by the whole base shaking and the lights flickering interrupted them. With that, Danny was instantly back in battle mode.
"The enemy is attacking the Perimeter. We're evacuating the Moon Base and falling back to Earth, that means you too Sarah."
"I...I need to get back into a fighter, I need to help the fleet," she said, moving to sit up. She was quickly stopped as Danny put his hands on her shoulders.
"You are in no condition to stand on your own, much less fly. We're getting you out of here." With that, a pair of medics entered the room and placed the wounded pilot on a stretcher. Her hand never left his as they made their way toward the nearest transport.
KND Moon Base, Command Deck.
Rachel, Nigel, and the rest of Sector V watched as the black of space exploded with the massive battle between the two fleets. KND ships were being ripped to shreds, but they were giving back as much as they got, destroying several enemy ships in the process. They watched, holding their breath as a teen cruiser broke through the battle and headed straight for Earth.
Rather then plunge into the atmosphere, the cruiser righted itself into a position in which it could orbit the planet. Rachel held her breath as a single plasma beam shot out from the ship's underbelly toward the ground. But rather then strike the planet, the beam turned from blue, to white, to orange, to red, and then finally burned itself out like a flame from a massive blowtorch.
Before the cruiser could react, a round from the Father's Misery tore through it's midsection, sending two flaming halves hurdling into the atmosphere.
"Of course, they can't penetrate the atmosphere," said Numbuh Two as something clicked in his head. Everyone else just gave him a look.
"Care to elaborate, Numbuh Two?" Rachel said.
"Their weapon systems lack the proper containment fields for them to penetrate the atmosphere for an orbital bombardment like they did on Mars."
"Which means they'll have to take Earth the old fashioned way," Numbuh Five finished as she put her fist into her hand.
"Commander Mason, do you have an idea of our numbers on the ground?" Rachel asked. A teenager who had been standing to the side in silence stepped forward. He wore a woodland BDU uniform and had his blonde hair cropped close to his head.
"Seventeen KND Reserve Units, Five Teen Militia units, and one squadron of star fighters all on standby," the commander reported. Rachel fell silent as she ran the numbers over in her head. The Reserve Units were outfitted with outdated tech from before the KND over hall. They wouldn't stand a chance against the teen invaders in a straight up fight.
"Numbuh One, how many members of Arklight do we have groundside?" she asked.
"Kyle is conducting preparations for an attack on the planet and Danny is escorting the wounded."
"Send the word out, all Arklight members are to converge on the Arctic Base until further instructions." An explosion suddenly shook the entirety of the base, sending everyone to the floor.
"What the hell was that?!" called a teen from a nearby room. Commander Mason pulled himself up onto a console, looking at the numbers and then out to the black of space.
"Med Bay Two just took a direct hit! The entire fleet is converging on the base!" he said, relaying what he was reading.
"Alright that's it. We've stayed here long enough, everyone to a transport and get to Earth. Now!" Rachel ordered. The command deck was suddenly a flurry of action as the operatives began to hastily evacuate. All of them, except for two.
Without saying a single word, Patton and Fanny stood side by side and began to type a series of codes into one of the consoles. One by one, a defense turret read as ready to fire on the screen. No one noticed this, until the female AI voice confirmed that the turrets were ready to fire.
"Patton, Fanny, what are you two doing?" Rachel asked. She had never seen the two act so calm and coordinated before.
"Arming the base defenses, Supreme Commander. The transports will be torn to sheds by the fleet if we don't lay down cover fire," Patton answered.
"That's suicide! The base defenses have to be manually operated, you'll be trapped here while the fleet destroys the base," Numbuh Two said.
"A risk we're willing to take." Rachel couldn't believe her ears. Her two friends, her Lieutenants, were sacrificing themselves so that the others could escape.
"Guys, I'm ordering you to come with us, no one gets left behind," she said.
"No disrespect intended Numbuh 362."
"But shove it up your ass," Fanny finished as the last of the defenses came online.
"Rachel, the enemy is already starting landing preparations, we need to go right now," Numbuh One said. Rachel took one last look around the command deck. She had spent so much time here that it was a second home to her. The last thing her sight landed on was her two friends before she closed her eyes and allowed herself to be drug away.
Manhattan Island, New York City.
Kyle stood atop the skeletal structure of a new skyscraper that was under construction. Below him, much of New York was on fire as the Me 262 based fighters attacked the city. Thousands of people that were attempting to flee were caught in the strafing runs that the fighters made on the congested streets. He could only watch as hundreds fell to the withering red plasma bolts.
Next to him stood June Mason, Commander Mason's twin sister. Together they watched as the fighters laid waste to the city without any regard for life. Suddenly a missile streaked past, and a fighter that was pulling up from a run exploded into a fantastic ball of fire and debris. The two quickly looked to where the missile had come from, watching as a squadron of F22s descended upon the enemy.
"Raptors!" Kyle cried in glee, thrusting a fist into the air as the U.S. Air Force and the Teen Fighters began to dogfight over the city. His glee was short lived as he felt June tap his armor's shoulder plate. She pointed toward the harbor, in direction of the ocean. There, just beyond the entrance to the harbor, hundreds of what looked like meteors were falling.
Almost instantly, the teen fighters broke off their attack and vanished into the sky. This was followed by a massive object, a stone perhaps, landing in the harbor with a massive plumb of water. Then, the object stood. It wasn't stone, it was metal. A massive, bipedal, mecha suit rose out of the water.
"Well, that's new," Kyle said in surprise. The enemy had never deployed any sort of mechanized force on Mars. They were throwing everything they had at Earth for this Invasion. Looking down, Kyle saw the whole of New York below him. Policemen, National Guard, Military, Teen Militia, Gang members, Drug dealers, Muggers. Anyone and everyone with a gun standing side by side, ready to face what was coming. The whole of New York City, both good and bad, against the oncoming storm.
Readying his weapon, Kyle watched as the mecha grabbed the Statue of Liberty, ripped it from its stand, and let the crumpled copper fall into the harbor. It's chest suddenly exploded in a display of fire and destruction. A flight of A10 Warthogs passed over head, pouring all of their weapons into the mecha.
When the smoke cleared, the now lifeless war machine toppled over and lay lifeless face down in the harbor. But behind it came thousands of landing craft, carrying hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers that were thirsty for blood. Sliding his helmet on over his head, Kyle readied himself as June did the same, loading the AR-15 she held.
The Battle for New York had begun.
Lunar Orbit.
The Fleet Master watched as several of his smaller ships laid waste to the ships in the KND Luner Shipyard. Beyond that, the smoldering wreckage of the Moon Base lay scattered about across the Lunar landscape. The Base defenses had put up a decent fight, but in the end the superior firepower of his fleet had won out. At long last, he had his revenge. Eden was his for the taking.
"The fleet has secured Orbit and landing craft have been deployed, Fleet Master. But the atmosphere is too thick for orbital bombardment," a Lieutenant reported.
"It is of no concern. We have more then one way to blast them into submission. Prepare the Tungsten Rods for deployment."