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A/N: I can't find the name of the Leviathan's AI but I think its Beowulf. If it's not then tell me what it is. And for illustrations, visit my homepage and look under Photos.
The Grand Fleet . . .
"Sir, a special anomaly is forming within the defense line. It doesn't match any known Covenant warps," an ensign said as Captain Jonathan Bravo nervously passed along the bridge of the UNSC Dark Knight. The battle had been going poorly for the human fleet. They had lost nearly 40 of the 79 ships that had survived the first assault on REACH, and the orbitals were at 10% of what they were capable of in the first defense. Now there were only 2 Super MACs left to defend. In addition, the Covenant were striking with double the ships and a new, phalanx tactic.
"God, will those Covies ever give up? As soon as those ships are out of there, blow them to kingdom COME!" Captain Bravo said to the gunnery officers. The Dark Knight was equipped with twin MAC guns, half a dozen Long sword interceptors, six more F-34 Panzer fighters, 2000 Archer missiles, and a few retrofitted missile pods with four Starbursts each, totaling 32. It was actually quite impressive for a retrofit. It had held it's own in battle time and time again, along side the Dragon Wolf and still was considered a powerful ship.
"Sir, may I suggest a different plan of action?" The Nav Officer asked. He had dark brown hair, and a rough beard extending .5 mm off of his face. He had a red patch on his arm the contained the words, "Lets kick some a$$". It was the patch for 145th Elite Airborne Assault Division of the Marines. The real Nav officer had been KIA when a plasma bolt struck the shields and caused him to fall out of his chair five meters below to the bottom of front view screen. He had landed on his head because he had failed to attach the harness correctly. Thus, they were in need of another Nav officer and he seemed the best choice. "That maybe the Serian forces, so we should wait until they emerge to decide whether or not to fire the MACs."
"Good point, Son, but I still want those MACs hot but don't fire until I give the command. Also, arm twin Starbursts. OH MY GOD! I heard the Serians had a lot of ships but that is insane!" Captain Bravo screamed. The view screen was filled with the metallic silver of Serian vessels, similar to that of the Covenant. Over 2500 ships had warped in, the equivalent of 25000 Marathon cruisers. The ships immediately moved into a phalanx formation around the 38 human ships that were left. The small human fleet was totally eclipsed by the gargantuan masses of metal. Plasma bolt after plasma bolt struck them, causing no visible effect except for a glow approximately 30 meters off the ships hull that had to be their shields. The cruisers then began charging massive cannons located on the tip of their forward spikes. After approximately 30 seconds, the massive cannons fired bright red beams, which warped the space around any ships in their path. After a two second burst of energy, the beams dissipated, revealing that hundreds of Covenant cruisers had been annihilated. Hundreds of others were heavily damaged with their hulls warped, or melted on one side. The Covenant then made a move to retreat, but the Serians cut them off. Covenant ship's hulls began to buckle as if an Earth Quake had hit them. These appeared to be the results of Serian fighters making bombing runs over the Covenant ships, though this baffled the Human forces.
"This is High Admiral, Vice Magistrate, of the Serian 2nd Grand Fleet, Marcus Aragus. We received your distress call and were immediately ordered to assist in the defense of this world, and more importantly, its defenders. I would advise you leave this system at once or we will both be over run by other, not so benevolent species." A man with dark brown hair said to them. He had a strange look, seemingly happy, to his face, one that would not seem be appropriate at a battle scene.
"This is Admiral Stanforth of the UNSC fleet. I am, unfortunately not trained to be a diplomat as well as some others in my ranks are. Anyways, what business is this about a force over running our collective forces? My men have repelled attacks such as that which just occurred and of greater force at Sigma Octanus," Stanforth announced proudly.
"Yet this system you speak of fell to the Covenant days later. FOOLS! Have you not seen the power of our ships? If we will be overrun so will you! If you do not immediately leave we will all die! Furthermore," I women walked up behind him and whispered something in his ear.
"What," he said in a low voice that was bearably audible over the transmission, "how could they have got here so soon? It would have taken them at least another half-hour to intercept the transmission and make it here, unless they were within the Imperial boundaries. Curse those Protoss." He returned to the transmission. "You fools! Now we may all die! Get out of here! We may not be able to defend you!" With that he cut off the transmission.
The Serian cruisers began to leave the phalanx formation they created into a spread out formation. 25 ships began to open a special anomaly and fired beams of energy at the human ships. Admiral Stanforth realized what was occurring and ordered all ships to fire reverse thrusters away from the anomaly. The UNSC ships began moving forward despite the reverse thrusters they fired. Soon the ships were pulled into the area between the Serian ships, which then began to cast a large blue field onto them selves, and the human ships, which lay in the overlap. The ships then began to move into the anomaly.
"Captain, the anomaly seems to be bending space-time to a point beyond what we could ever imagine doing! It's almost as if it was folding it, and it's pulling us in!" The Nav officer was terrified as she told the Captain this.
"Calm down. If the Serians trust it with our safety, then we should relax, they seemed pretty concerned about it." Captain Bravo reassured them.
Meanwhile, large dark blue and black ships lurched out of the anomalies at the edge of the system. Along with them came large yellow ships that had hundreds of smaller ships around the taking off and landing inside them. The blue and black ships were of the High Imperial Guard Navy of the Asbirnath. The yellow ships were carriers from the Protoss 3rd Fleet. Then, several larger yellow ships, with blue lining on their hull appeared. These were Protoss Planet Killers. They had weaponry that would shatter Serian shields and hulls in seconds.
"What have you done to bring us to such a remote location, Serian?" A Protoss templar asked Aragus. Aragus looked at them through the communications line and said some curses, then cut it off. The Serian armada then began to charge their cannons, and scrambled the rest of their fighters, which made their way towards the Protoss carriers.
"Serian leader, Marcus Aragus? Why has a distress signal been activated?" A Blue-black swirl of light and mass of an almost hair thin tentacle-like fibers, and eyes inquired.
"Vice-lordship, I apologize on behalf of the Human species. They were in need of assistance, and were not aware of the fact that this would bring you to this location. Now may we please settle this matter peacefully?" Marcus Aragus requested of him.
"Yes, we shall settle this peacefully, but the Protoss seem to be in disagreement. I shall try to settle things with them. Good bye, Marcus Aragus." The creature said to him.
"Good bye, Imperium." As Aragus turned away he scowled that his chance for promotion to full magistrate of the Serian 1st grand fleet was likely ruined. Had he been able to defeat the Protoss forces here, the Emperor would've been extremely grateful. 2,475 Serian ships versus 20 Protoss carriers, and 5 Protoss Planet Killers, or PKers would be an extremely easy battle as well. Of course there would be some Serian deaths but still he would have his win and probably a promotion. Of course he deserved this though. He had served the Empire for longer than the Emperor himself. 488 Amplus Aetas (AA) of service to the Empire had gotten him to where he was. He was a self-made man, a real product of the Serian dream of a poor soldier enlisted in the Grand Naval Fleets becoming so close to the Serian Imperial Senate, or the Grand Imperial Council. By becoming an executive magistrate after this promotion, he could become the Magistrate Executor Imperial of the Serian Military forces. At that point he would rival only the Emperor in power. Such honor and prestige could be his. His "personal interests" could be assured a safe place at that point. He ran a high risk having such an interest, but he had kept it secret for over 100 AA since its establishment and even through its period of acknowledgement.
"Vice-Magistrate, the Emperor wishes to speak with you." The same young woman said. Her blonde hair tied back neatly as per military protocol 2343- bc something. Some of these protocols were absurd in his mind, but he admitted they worked. He then stood and bowed as the Emperor's face appeared on the holographic projector.
"I trust the humans have been escorted out of the system, unharmed," Terrin glared. He had never truly liked Aragus. Aragus was the complete opposite of him, self-made, direct battlefield tactics, and no family. He despised Aragus for these reasons, almost to a point of a thorough background search that would violate his rights as a citizen of the Serian Empire, especially a Patrician like himself. Yet, he had served alongside Redonexus, Terrin's father and saved his life on several occasions. He forgave Aragus because of these reasons and had even invited his to dinner parties of the Serian Imperial Senate, and of Grand Admirals and Executive Magistrates of all branches of the Serian empire, from the armies to the political reformists, though that could almost be seen as an insult.
"Yes, my lord. We have personally seen to it that this Protoss scum has had no contact with the humans. They are on there way safely to Seri to meet with you as planned," Aragus announced proudly.
"Very well, Aragus, but if you BEGIN another conflict between or people, I will personally see to your execution! Good luck," Terrin announced as the entire bridge crew turned to face his powerful glare. Terrin then began to walk away and his first step seemed to deactivate the COM link.
"Sir, you still haven't addressed the Protoss templar," the woman spoke to him.
As Aragus turned back from his to his chair he sighed agitatedly.
"Yes, Templar?" Aragus said in an almost mocking tone.
"Pathetic Serian! You dare mock me, a High Templar, by referring to me as a mere Templar! You seem to wish to start another conflict it appears!" the High Templar Demanded.
"Now now, the carnage that occurred during our first conflict was unprecedented. Over 50 billion lay dead from that war and over a trillion wounded or saddened by the loss of their loved ones on our side alone, and I am sure that your species lost many more, I believe half your race died in the conflict, and all were deeply saddened by loss of at least two members of they're family before your surrender," Aragus threatened.
"It was a mutual agreement of cease fire! You agreed to it and your name, Aragus, was even on it! We both mutually consented to it!" The High Templar raged on.
"You believe that if you wish. Returning to our topic, this was a mere accident, our new relations in this system have activated a distress signal that has unknowingly called you here. You may leave this system now," Aragus said with great contempt of the Templar.
"I choose not to believe you! Serian treachery is at it's greatest at your level, second only to your Emperor himself! This is likely a trap set to destroy Aiur once and for all! My fleet shall now begin battle with yours! Good bye, Aragus," The Templar then turned his end of the comm. link off and the Protoss ships then began to shift into a battle formation.
"Curse the Protoss scum. Are all of the Arcanum craft deployed?" Aragus questioned.
"Yes, milord, we have deployed them all. All 38325 ship-to-ship craft have been deployed and are now on their way towards the Protoss carriers. Pinpoint defense on line, main ship-to-ship cannons online, missile and energy missile batteries online, shields at 100% and armor ready to deploy," a young man said as Aragus sat on his soft chair made of an extremely rare material within the Serian empire, silk. "Fire all energy missile batteries, and then recharge them. The priority targets are the PKers. If any ships remain use the Tachyon Cannons to shoot them down."
"Sir! The Protoss have seemingly flanked use and their landing craft are descending towards the planet!" The young man said.
"God! May those retched Protoss burn in the afterlife! Deploy our Legions and call back the 312th-320th Arcanum class squadrons and ready them for infantry support on the planet!"
"Sir, more Protoss craft are appearing on our flank. 234 Scout ships, 143 Carriers, 231 Arbiters, and 47 PKers," The man said in fear.
"Oh great, we're in trouble now. I want the Narcissist and the Utopia to cover our flank and assemble five battle groups of two cruisers, five frigates, and one carrier each. Finish off those PKers in front of us, then have the ships turn to face the new battle groups and use our Lucifer's Tachyon Cannons to destroy them. The priority targets are the PKers, then the Arbiters, and finally the carriers. Our fighters priority is to stay alive, and take down those carriers and then the scouts but they're primary objective is to stay alive while doing this." As he finished speaking the ship shuddered. "What was that?"
"Phase Disruption Cannons, Sir, about 10 Arbiters are within firing range."
"Fire pinpoint guns to take them down." Several of the bright beams that they fired at they're first visit to REACH shot at the Arbiters wearing down they're shields and eventually slicing into they're armor destroying they're weapons systems and finally bowing the ships up into blue-white fireballs. Another energy beam hit the ship, though only one this time, causing much greater force.
"Sir! We've just been hit by a PKer!"
"Great, turn us to face the PKer, and fire two Mark V Nuclear missiles," He immediately responded.
"Yes, Sir." Two relatively small metal slugs that seemed like elongated spheres that came to a point at one end and an engine on the opposite launched towards the PKer breaking its fire but not destroying it in fact barely scathing the armor while bringing down it's shields.
"And where are those battle groups?" Aragus demanded.
"They're ready, Sir, and awaiting command."
"Have them cover the rest of the fleet, and take out those retched PKers! They really are the only things that pose a threat to us."
"Sir, the Neo Roma Battle Cruiser has been destroyed! It took down a PKer though in a suicide ram maneuver. The Legions have landed and secured a beachhead."
"Very well, now fire a Lucifer into that PKer that was firing on us."
"With pleasure, sir." The bright red Lucifer cannon decimated the PKer and caused the ship to explode in a nuclear, psionic fireball. It's escape pods we're quickly shot down by Serian pinpoint defense.
"Now for those PKers that tried to flank us. What is our status?"
"Armor projection ready, Lucifer I at 100% and II at 5%, energy missile batteries I-V at 23% and VI-X at 73%, 28 Mark V Nuclear missiles ready for fire, shields at 54% charging at 2% per minute, and hull integrity at 100%, sir."
"Charge the other Lucifer, arm five nukes and fire at the formation of PKers nearing the planet. We must defend that planet, if we are to complete this mission." Five more metal slugs fired at the formation decimating it.
"The Augusta IX Battle Cruiser has been destroyed! Its battle group is being over run by Carriers and PKers!"
"Have them abandon ship and set self destruct. Have the Tigris frigate go by and pick them up."
"Yes, Sir."
"Only twenty more PKers remain."
"Good, have all ships regroup into battle formations of three frigates, three carriers, and nine cruisers. Any remaining will accompany us in the main battle group. We will then launch a full attack against him. Three groups will take the left flank, three more the right, three the bottom, and three the top while the rest of us charge through the middle."
"Yes, Sir." As the groups came into formation they were still under heavy fire but they held formation and managed to pull off the plan with only five more ships lost.
"Now, route the Carriers and remaining Arbiters while the fighters finish off those scouts." He sat back in his chair and relaxed since the major threat was gone, but there was still a chance more could warp in or that the Carriers could still bring some more of them down and he didn't want that.
"Yes, Sir."
"Now it's up to you, General, save those humans and get me my promotion."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Man, that took long. Oh well. Review!!!! Please, I beg you to review! If you like it say so. If it needs work say so and how! If you hate it, politely say so! I'm new to battle scenes though so that's why it kinda sucked, but the ground forces should be fun. Up next The Ground War. Oh I know that there is no PKer for the Protoss, and that it was the carriers that glass planets, but they take to long to fire so the Serians needed major threats so I added a new unit that is much more powerful decimating planets with two or three pulse rounds (it uses pulse rounds). Well, bye.
A/N: I can't find the name of the Leviathan's AI but I think its Beowulf. If it's not then tell me what it is. And for illustrations, visit my homepage and look under Photos.
The Grand Fleet . . .
"Sir, a special anomaly is forming within the defense line. It doesn't match any known Covenant warps," an ensign said as Captain Jonathan Bravo nervously passed along the bridge of the UNSC Dark Knight. The battle had been going poorly for the human fleet. They had lost nearly 40 of the 79 ships that had survived the first assault on REACH, and the orbitals were at 10% of what they were capable of in the first defense. Now there were only 2 Super MACs left to defend. In addition, the Covenant were striking with double the ships and a new, phalanx tactic.
"God, will those Covies ever give up? As soon as those ships are out of there, blow them to kingdom COME!" Captain Bravo said to the gunnery officers. The Dark Knight was equipped with twin MAC guns, half a dozen Long sword interceptors, six more F-34 Panzer fighters, 2000 Archer missiles, and a few retrofitted missile pods with four Starbursts each, totaling 32. It was actually quite impressive for a retrofit. It had held it's own in battle time and time again, along side the Dragon Wolf and still was considered a powerful ship.
"Sir, may I suggest a different plan of action?" The Nav Officer asked. He had dark brown hair, and a rough beard extending .5 mm off of his face. He had a red patch on his arm the contained the words, "Lets kick some a$$". It was the patch for 145th Elite Airborne Assault Division of the Marines. The real Nav officer had been KIA when a plasma bolt struck the shields and caused him to fall out of his chair five meters below to the bottom of front view screen. He had landed on his head because he had failed to attach the harness correctly. Thus, they were in need of another Nav officer and he seemed the best choice. "That maybe the Serian forces, so we should wait until they emerge to decide whether or not to fire the MACs."
"Good point, Son, but I still want those MACs hot but don't fire until I give the command. Also, arm twin Starbursts. OH MY GOD! I heard the Serians had a lot of ships but that is insane!" Captain Bravo screamed. The view screen was filled with the metallic silver of Serian vessels, similar to that of the Covenant. Over 2500 ships had warped in, the equivalent of 25000 Marathon cruisers. The ships immediately moved into a phalanx formation around the 38 human ships that were left. The small human fleet was totally eclipsed by the gargantuan masses of metal. Plasma bolt after plasma bolt struck them, causing no visible effect except for a glow approximately 30 meters off the ships hull that had to be their shields. The cruisers then began charging massive cannons located on the tip of their forward spikes. After approximately 30 seconds, the massive cannons fired bright red beams, which warped the space around any ships in their path. After a two second burst of energy, the beams dissipated, revealing that hundreds of Covenant cruisers had been annihilated. Hundreds of others were heavily damaged with their hulls warped, or melted on one side. The Covenant then made a move to retreat, but the Serians cut them off. Covenant ship's hulls began to buckle as if an Earth Quake had hit them. These appeared to be the results of Serian fighters making bombing runs over the Covenant ships, though this baffled the Human forces.
"This is High Admiral, Vice Magistrate, of the Serian 2nd Grand Fleet, Marcus Aragus. We received your distress call and were immediately ordered to assist in the defense of this world, and more importantly, its defenders. I would advise you leave this system at once or we will both be over run by other, not so benevolent species." A man with dark brown hair said to them. He had a strange look, seemingly happy, to his face, one that would not seem be appropriate at a battle scene.
"This is Admiral Stanforth of the UNSC fleet. I am, unfortunately not trained to be a diplomat as well as some others in my ranks are. Anyways, what business is this about a force over running our collective forces? My men have repelled attacks such as that which just occurred and of greater force at Sigma Octanus," Stanforth announced proudly.
"Yet this system you speak of fell to the Covenant days later. FOOLS! Have you not seen the power of our ships? If we will be overrun so will you! If you do not immediately leave we will all die! Furthermore," I women walked up behind him and whispered something in his ear.
"What," he said in a low voice that was bearably audible over the transmission, "how could they have got here so soon? It would have taken them at least another half-hour to intercept the transmission and make it here, unless they were within the Imperial boundaries. Curse those Protoss." He returned to the transmission. "You fools! Now we may all die! Get out of here! We may not be able to defend you!" With that he cut off the transmission.
The Serian cruisers began to leave the phalanx formation they created into a spread out formation. 25 ships began to open a special anomaly and fired beams of energy at the human ships. Admiral Stanforth realized what was occurring and ordered all ships to fire reverse thrusters away from the anomaly. The UNSC ships began moving forward despite the reverse thrusters they fired. Soon the ships were pulled into the area between the Serian ships, which then began to cast a large blue field onto them selves, and the human ships, which lay in the overlap. The ships then began to move into the anomaly.
"Captain, the anomaly seems to be bending space-time to a point beyond what we could ever imagine doing! It's almost as if it was folding it, and it's pulling us in!" The Nav officer was terrified as she told the Captain this.
"Calm down. If the Serians trust it with our safety, then we should relax, they seemed pretty concerned about it." Captain Bravo reassured them.
Meanwhile, large dark blue and black ships lurched out of the anomalies at the edge of the system. Along with them came large yellow ships that had hundreds of smaller ships around the taking off and landing inside them. The blue and black ships were of the High Imperial Guard Navy of the Asbirnath. The yellow ships were carriers from the Protoss 3rd Fleet. Then, several larger yellow ships, with blue lining on their hull appeared. These were Protoss Planet Killers. They had weaponry that would shatter Serian shields and hulls in seconds.
"What have you done to bring us to such a remote location, Serian?" A Protoss templar asked Aragus. Aragus looked at them through the communications line and said some curses, then cut it off. The Serian armada then began to charge their cannons, and scrambled the rest of their fighters, which made their way towards the Protoss carriers.
"Serian leader, Marcus Aragus? Why has a distress signal been activated?" A Blue-black swirl of light and mass of an almost hair thin tentacle-like fibers, and eyes inquired.
"Vice-lordship, I apologize on behalf of the Human species. They were in need of assistance, and were not aware of the fact that this would bring you to this location. Now may we please settle this matter peacefully?" Marcus Aragus requested of him.
"Yes, we shall settle this peacefully, but the Protoss seem to be in disagreement. I shall try to settle things with them. Good bye, Marcus Aragus." The creature said to him.
"Good bye, Imperium." As Aragus turned away he scowled that his chance for promotion to full magistrate of the Serian 1st grand fleet was likely ruined. Had he been able to defeat the Protoss forces here, the Emperor would've been extremely grateful. 2,475 Serian ships versus 20 Protoss carriers, and 5 Protoss Planet Killers, or PKers would be an extremely easy battle as well. Of course there would be some Serian deaths but still he would have his win and probably a promotion. Of course he deserved this though. He had served the Empire for longer than the Emperor himself. 488 Amplus Aetas (AA) of service to the Empire had gotten him to where he was. He was a self-made man, a real product of the Serian dream of a poor soldier enlisted in the Grand Naval Fleets becoming so close to the Serian Imperial Senate, or the Grand Imperial Council. By becoming an executive magistrate after this promotion, he could become the Magistrate Executor Imperial of the Serian Military forces. At that point he would rival only the Emperor in power. Such honor and prestige could be his. His "personal interests" could be assured a safe place at that point. He ran a high risk having such an interest, but he had kept it secret for over 100 AA since its establishment and even through its period of acknowledgement.
"Vice-Magistrate, the Emperor wishes to speak with you." The same young woman said. Her blonde hair tied back neatly as per military protocol 2343- bc something. Some of these protocols were absurd in his mind, but he admitted they worked. He then stood and bowed as the Emperor's face appeared on the holographic projector.
"I trust the humans have been escorted out of the system, unharmed," Terrin glared. He had never truly liked Aragus. Aragus was the complete opposite of him, self-made, direct battlefield tactics, and no family. He despised Aragus for these reasons, almost to a point of a thorough background search that would violate his rights as a citizen of the Serian Empire, especially a Patrician like himself. Yet, he had served alongside Redonexus, Terrin's father and saved his life on several occasions. He forgave Aragus because of these reasons and had even invited his to dinner parties of the Serian Imperial Senate, and of Grand Admirals and Executive Magistrates of all branches of the Serian empire, from the armies to the political reformists, though that could almost be seen as an insult.
"Yes, my lord. We have personally seen to it that this Protoss scum has had no contact with the humans. They are on there way safely to Seri to meet with you as planned," Aragus announced proudly.
"Very well, Aragus, but if you BEGIN another conflict between or people, I will personally see to your execution! Good luck," Terrin announced as the entire bridge crew turned to face his powerful glare. Terrin then began to walk away and his first step seemed to deactivate the COM link.
"Sir, you still haven't addressed the Protoss templar," the woman spoke to him.
As Aragus turned back from his to his chair he sighed agitatedly.
"Yes, Templar?" Aragus said in an almost mocking tone.
"Pathetic Serian! You dare mock me, a High Templar, by referring to me as a mere Templar! You seem to wish to start another conflict it appears!" the High Templar Demanded.
"Now now, the carnage that occurred during our first conflict was unprecedented. Over 50 billion lay dead from that war and over a trillion wounded or saddened by the loss of their loved ones on our side alone, and I am sure that your species lost many more, I believe half your race died in the conflict, and all were deeply saddened by loss of at least two members of they're family before your surrender," Aragus threatened.
"It was a mutual agreement of cease fire! You agreed to it and your name, Aragus, was even on it! We both mutually consented to it!" The High Templar raged on.
"You believe that if you wish. Returning to our topic, this was a mere accident, our new relations in this system have activated a distress signal that has unknowingly called you here. You may leave this system now," Aragus said with great contempt of the Templar.
"I choose not to believe you! Serian treachery is at it's greatest at your level, second only to your Emperor himself! This is likely a trap set to destroy Aiur once and for all! My fleet shall now begin battle with yours! Good bye, Aragus," The Templar then turned his end of the comm. link off and the Protoss ships then began to shift into a battle formation.
"Curse the Protoss scum. Are all of the Arcanum craft deployed?" Aragus questioned.
"Yes, milord, we have deployed them all. All 38325 ship-to-ship craft have been deployed and are now on their way towards the Protoss carriers. Pinpoint defense on line, main ship-to-ship cannons online, missile and energy missile batteries online, shields at 100% and armor ready to deploy," a young man said as Aragus sat on his soft chair made of an extremely rare material within the Serian empire, silk. "Fire all energy missile batteries, and then recharge them. The priority targets are the PKers. If any ships remain use the Tachyon Cannons to shoot them down."
"Sir! The Protoss have seemingly flanked use and their landing craft are descending towards the planet!" The young man said.
"God! May those retched Protoss burn in the afterlife! Deploy our Legions and call back the 312th-320th Arcanum class squadrons and ready them for infantry support on the planet!"
"Sir, more Protoss craft are appearing on our flank. 234 Scout ships, 143 Carriers, 231 Arbiters, and 47 PKers," The man said in fear.
"Oh great, we're in trouble now. I want the Narcissist and the Utopia to cover our flank and assemble five battle groups of two cruisers, five frigates, and one carrier each. Finish off those PKers in front of us, then have the ships turn to face the new battle groups and use our Lucifer's Tachyon Cannons to destroy them. The priority targets are the PKers, then the Arbiters, and finally the carriers. Our fighters priority is to stay alive, and take down those carriers and then the scouts but they're primary objective is to stay alive while doing this." As he finished speaking the ship shuddered. "What was that?"
"Phase Disruption Cannons, Sir, about 10 Arbiters are within firing range."
"Fire pinpoint guns to take them down." Several of the bright beams that they fired at they're first visit to REACH shot at the Arbiters wearing down they're shields and eventually slicing into they're armor destroying they're weapons systems and finally bowing the ships up into blue-white fireballs. Another energy beam hit the ship, though only one this time, causing much greater force.
"Sir! We've just been hit by a PKer!"
"Great, turn us to face the PKer, and fire two Mark V Nuclear missiles," He immediately responded.
"Yes, Sir." Two relatively small metal slugs that seemed like elongated spheres that came to a point at one end and an engine on the opposite launched towards the PKer breaking its fire but not destroying it in fact barely scathing the armor while bringing down it's shields.
"And where are those battle groups?" Aragus demanded.
"They're ready, Sir, and awaiting command."
"Have them cover the rest of the fleet, and take out those retched PKers! They really are the only things that pose a threat to us."
"Sir, the Neo Roma Battle Cruiser has been destroyed! It took down a PKer though in a suicide ram maneuver. The Legions have landed and secured a beachhead."
"Very well, now fire a Lucifer into that PKer that was firing on us."
"With pleasure, sir." The bright red Lucifer cannon decimated the PKer and caused the ship to explode in a nuclear, psionic fireball. It's escape pods we're quickly shot down by Serian pinpoint defense.
"Now for those PKers that tried to flank us. What is our status?"
"Armor projection ready, Lucifer I at 100% and II at 5%, energy missile batteries I-V at 23% and VI-X at 73%, 28 Mark V Nuclear missiles ready for fire, shields at 54% charging at 2% per minute, and hull integrity at 100%, sir."
"Charge the other Lucifer, arm five nukes and fire at the formation of PKers nearing the planet. We must defend that planet, if we are to complete this mission." Five more metal slugs fired at the formation decimating it.
"The Augusta IX Battle Cruiser has been destroyed! Its battle group is being over run by Carriers and PKers!"
"Have them abandon ship and set self destruct. Have the Tigris frigate go by and pick them up."
"Yes, Sir."
"Only twenty more PKers remain."
"Good, have all ships regroup into battle formations of three frigates, three carriers, and nine cruisers. Any remaining will accompany us in the main battle group. We will then launch a full attack against him. Three groups will take the left flank, three more the right, three the bottom, and three the top while the rest of us charge through the middle."
"Yes, Sir." As the groups came into formation they were still under heavy fire but they held formation and managed to pull off the plan with only five more ships lost.
"Now, route the Carriers and remaining Arbiters while the fighters finish off those scouts." He sat back in his chair and relaxed since the major threat was gone, but there was still a chance more could warp in or that the Carriers could still bring some more of them down and he didn't want that.
"Yes, Sir."
"Now it's up to you, General, save those humans and get me my promotion."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Man, that took long. Oh well. Review!!!! Please, I beg you to review! If you like it say so. If it needs work say so and how! If you hate it, politely say so! I'm new to battle scenes though so that's why it kinda sucked, but the ground forces should be fun. Up next The Ground War. Oh I know that there is no PKer for the Protoss, and that it was the carriers that glass planets, but they take to long to fire so the Serians needed major threats so I added a new unit that is much more powerful decimating planets with two or three pulse rounds (it uses pulse rounds). Well, bye.