Somehow, Zor knew he was alive. He knew it was impossible, but he knew it
was true. Somehow, he was back in his bioroid, in the very hall he had
battled the black with. The only thing was the black was gone, but Dana was
nearby, her hover tank sprawled out, laser rifle in its right hand, the
battleoid looking powered down.
Then it stirred, as Dana began to bring it to its feet. The two massive war machines stood next to each other, hefting their weapons, totally unaware of how much danger they were in. The black bioroid was infact right behind them, remaining cloaked and motionless, waiting for them to leave the hall, so he could follow and kill them, without them hearing his mecha move. Zor made hand signals with his red, and took off down the corridor, Dana right behind him in her battleoid, jogging down the tremendous corridor.
Wraith blurred into motion, the two hand pistols coming up, and firing. The first shots pinged off armor, and the two responded instantly, spinning around, weapons blazing death down the hall. Wraith wasn't visible, but the corridor was tight. He leapt his bioroid up, crashing through the roof into a small room, and up again into another hall, one that intersected the perimeter hall, where if necessary, he could get reinforcements, from what few bioroid pilot clones where still working.
He backed up a bit and aimed at the hole in the floor, waiting for one of the two pop up. Instead, they surprised him, by smashing up behind him, back to back, guns blazing. Wraith was caught totally off guard, and one shot managed to strike his armor, doing no damage, but disabling the protoculture light-fracturing device. He scowled and poured fire at them as he retreated around a corner on his boosters. The red bioroid and rend striped hover tank were after him at once, laser bolts and energy discs screaming down his throat as he struggled to evade.
Finally, he boosted through a far wall in desperation. Unfortunately, he broke through the hull, not a bulkhead. Air gushed out, and the three mecha were pulled out into space. Zor was defenseless, without a hovercraft.... so Dana shoved his mecha onto the hull of the ship, where there was gravity. Zor took shelter, and began taking potshots at the black. Dana licked her lips. "All right you...time for round two." she said to its image on her screens. She mashed her battleoid forward, firing all the time from the rifle and the wrist cannons.
The black dodged easily, while returning fire, darting about. It was very lucky how far away they were from the main action around the Master's mother ship, the only fully operational one, as they would have been in an immense dogfight. Zor kept up a steady stream of fire up, giving Dana a slight edge. Dana tried everything from trap shots to strafing runs, but just couldn't seem to hit the thing. Zor finally stopped firing when his weapon overheated and took off in search of another way into the ship for a hovercraft and another weapon. Once Zor was gone, the black went ballistic. It dove at her, pouncing, firing two pistols that spewed high-powered energy discs, more than enough to burn right through her armor and destroy her.
Dana sideslipped the volley, returning fire with her rifle/cannon, missing entirely. The black rolled and fired, Dana climbing above it and returning with a short burst from her wrist cannons. The black didn't react fast enough to dodge the weaker lasers, but managed to get away from the rifle shots, while boosting up to tackle her. Dana managed to parry the tackle and keep the bioroid at bay with her rifle, turning it sideways. The black bioroid was going full thrust, trying to send her out of control.
Dana had other plans. She cut her engines, and dropped her mecha. The black roid went sailing over her head, nearly out of control. Dana spun and fired a huge volley, scoring a hit on its leg, but doing no significant damage. The roid then returned the volley while circle strafing around her mecha, which Dana was forced to put through insane evasive maneuvers.
Then, it attacked again, trying to smash into her. Dana readied herself for the hit and her counter, when a large volley of energy discs came streaking in at it. Zor had come back, riding a hovercraft, armed with two more weapons drums. Dana took advantage of its momentary confusion to send another laser volley at the black roid. She almost got it, but it dodged at the last second. Dana gritted her teeth. Was there no stopping this thing?
***
On the bridge of the heavily damaged Tristar, Rolf Emerson gripped his bleeding arm. "What's left?" he asked coughing. A surviving tech responded after a quick check of his panel. "Nothing sir, weapons are gone, and power is dying. Hull breaches everywhere, we need to abandon ship," the tech said. Rolf sprayed silently for forgiveness. "No.Give me ramming speed...NOW!" he said. The tech smiled sadly. "Yes sir. I'm on it." With a lurch, the dying Tristar surged forward, towards a master's mother ship. Rolf lowered his head. "Dana, Bowie...God keep you...."
***
Dana had all but given up, her furious gunfight with the black going nowhere but closer to the hot zone. Dana was juking and jinking, firing all the time, as well as the roid and Zor, but getting nowhere. That's when she saw her opening. The cruiser Tristar was heading into point blank range, probably a ramming maneuver, considering she was all but crippled. Dana reversed the situation, and tackled the roid, using her gun pod to lock her arms behind it, pinning it completely.
She dove for the mother ship, Zor following closely, not sure what she had in mind, until he saw her smoothbore cannon come out of the left arm shield. Zor then abandoned his plan, screaming at her through his COM gear not to do it, not to leave him alone. Dana smashed the roid into the hull of the mother ship, and leapt back, firing her cannon at point blank range. The shell dug into the armor, but didn't penetrate, so powerful was this new model.
The shell was halfway through, and had stunned the pilot, who was terrified now that his mecha wouldn't respond. The recoil from the shot sent Dana flying backwards, smashing into the prow of the Tristar...while she hammered the black with her rifle/cannon and smaller lasers. Zor's hovercraft was sweeping in to retrieve her, when it happened. A stray missile attracted the attention of an anti aircraft turret. The teardrop cannon swiveled, and fired at the missile, which passed behind Zor's mecha. The shot took Zor's mecha full in the side, but somehow, he held on, careening out of control.
He managed to get some control before he plowed into the Tristar, face first. He got his mecha turned around, and started following Dana's suite, hammering the black roid with anni discs, knowing his fate. Then the Tristar hit, smashing them into the armored hull of the mother ship, crushing them both instantly, and crushing the black, though very slowly. It was finally smashed against a large section of armor that had collapsed and formed a spike, impaling the mecha. Wraith screamed as he died, all the twisted protoculture within him being freed, all of it being released, under the watchful eyes of three wraiths of another kind...who's plans were not yet done for Earth.
Then it stirred, as Dana began to bring it to its feet. The two massive war machines stood next to each other, hefting their weapons, totally unaware of how much danger they were in. The black bioroid was infact right behind them, remaining cloaked and motionless, waiting for them to leave the hall, so he could follow and kill them, without them hearing his mecha move. Zor made hand signals with his red, and took off down the corridor, Dana right behind him in her battleoid, jogging down the tremendous corridor.
Wraith blurred into motion, the two hand pistols coming up, and firing. The first shots pinged off armor, and the two responded instantly, spinning around, weapons blazing death down the hall. Wraith wasn't visible, but the corridor was tight. He leapt his bioroid up, crashing through the roof into a small room, and up again into another hall, one that intersected the perimeter hall, where if necessary, he could get reinforcements, from what few bioroid pilot clones where still working.
He backed up a bit and aimed at the hole in the floor, waiting for one of the two pop up. Instead, they surprised him, by smashing up behind him, back to back, guns blazing. Wraith was caught totally off guard, and one shot managed to strike his armor, doing no damage, but disabling the protoculture light-fracturing device. He scowled and poured fire at them as he retreated around a corner on his boosters. The red bioroid and rend striped hover tank were after him at once, laser bolts and energy discs screaming down his throat as he struggled to evade.
Finally, he boosted through a far wall in desperation. Unfortunately, he broke through the hull, not a bulkhead. Air gushed out, and the three mecha were pulled out into space. Zor was defenseless, without a hovercraft.... so Dana shoved his mecha onto the hull of the ship, where there was gravity. Zor took shelter, and began taking potshots at the black. Dana licked her lips. "All right you...time for round two." she said to its image on her screens. She mashed her battleoid forward, firing all the time from the rifle and the wrist cannons.
The black dodged easily, while returning fire, darting about. It was very lucky how far away they were from the main action around the Master's mother ship, the only fully operational one, as they would have been in an immense dogfight. Zor kept up a steady stream of fire up, giving Dana a slight edge. Dana tried everything from trap shots to strafing runs, but just couldn't seem to hit the thing. Zor finally stopped firing when his weapon overheated and took off in search of another way into the ship for a hovercraft and another weapon. Once Zor was gone, the black went ballistic. It dove at her, pouncing, firing two pistols that spewed high-powered energy discs, more than enough to burn right through her armor and destroy her.
Dana sideslipped the volley, returning fire with her rifle/cannon, missing entirely. The black rolled and fired, Dana climbing above it and returning with a short burst from her wrist cannons. The black didn't react fast enough to dodge the weaker lasers, but managed to get away from the rifle shots, while boosting up to tackle her. Dana managed to parry the tackle and keep the bioroid at bay with her rifle, turning it sideways. The black bioroid was going full thrust, trying to send her out of control.
Dana had other plans. She cut her engines, and dropped her mecha. The black roid went sailing over her head, nearly out of control. Dana spun and fired a huge volley, scoring a hit on its leg, but doing no significant damage. The roid then returned the volley while circle strafing around her mecha, which Dana was forced to put through insane evasive maneuvers.
Then, it attacked again, trying to smash into her. Dana readied herself for the hit and her counter, when a large volley of energy discs came streaking in at it. Zor had come back, riding a hovercraft, armed with two more weapons drums. Dana took advantage of its momentary confusion to send another laser volley at the black roid. She almost got it, but it dodged at the last second. Dana gritted her teeth. Was there no stopping this thing?
***
On the bridge of the heavily damaged Tristar, Rolf Emerson gripped his bleeding arm. "What's left?" he asked coughing. A surviving tech responded after a quick check of his panel. "Nothing sir, weapons are gone, and power is dying. Hull breaches everywhere, we need to abandon ship," the tech said. Rolf sprayed silently for forgiveness. "No.Give me ramming speed...NOW!" he said. The tech smiled sadly. "Yes sir. I'm on it." With a lurch, the dying Tristar surged forward, towards a master's mother ship. Rolf lowered his head. "Dana, Bowie...God keep you...."
***
Dana had all but given up, her furious gunfight with the black going nowhere but closer to the hot zone. Dana was juking and jinking, firing all the time, as well as the roid and Zor, but getting nowhere. That's when she saw her opening. The cruiser Tristar was heading into point blank range, probably a ramming maneuver, considering she was all but crippled. Dana reversed the situation, and tackled the roid, using her gun pod to lock her arms behind it, pinning it completely.
She dove for the mother ship, Zor following closely, not sure what she had in mind, until he saw her smoothbore cannon come out of the left arm shield. Zor then abandoned his plan, screaming at her through his COM gear not to do it, not to leave him alone. Dana smashed the roid into the hull of the mother ship, and leapt back, firing her cannon at point blank range. The shell dug into the armor, but didn't penetrate, so powerful was this new model.
The shell was halfway through, and had stunned the pilot, who was terrified now that his mecha wouldn't respond. The recoil from the shot sent Dana flying backwards, smashing into the prow of the Tristar...while she hammered the black with her rifle/cannon and smaller lasers. Zor's hovercraft was sweeping in to retrieve her, when it happened. A stray missile attracted the attention of an anti aircraft turret. The teardrop cannon swiveled, and fired at the missile, which passed behind Zor's mecha. The shot took Zor's mecha full in the side, but somehow, he held on, careening out of control.
He managed to get some control before he plowed into the Tristar, face first. He got his mecha turned around, and started following Dana's suite, hammering the black roid with anni discs, knowing his fate. Then the Tristar hit, smashing them into the armored hull of the mother ship, crushing them both instantly, and crushing the black, though very slowly. It was finally smashed against a large section of armor that had collapsed and formed a spike, impaling the mecha. Wraith screamed as he died, all the twisted protoculture within him being freed, all of it being released, under the watchful eyes of three wraiths of another kind...who's plans were not yet done for Earth.