Chapter 4: The Attack
AN: I only own characters and weapons. Boo-hoo.
Joanna Dark entered the situation room in the Institute. It was a large room with many consoles and monitors, the Skedar ship in orbit on the main one. "Ah, Joanna." Carrington said. "Daniel, this better be good," Joanna said. "I'm so damned tired..." "We were reading a great deal of radiation similar to the holograph technology." Carrington said.
"Where?" Joanna said.
"Strangely enough, it seemed to be coming from us." Carrington said. "The holograph systems were off though."
"Velvet, you know anything about a radiation surge?" Joanna asked.
"Nope." Velvet asked.
"Foster, how 'bout you?" Joanna continued.
"Only the size of my head." Foster replied.
"I know what you mean." Joanna said.
On the main screen a missile streaked out and impacted on the side of the Skedar ship with white-hot force.
"What the hell..." Joanna said.
"We fired on the Chancellors ship!" Carrington said as the alarm sounded.
Foster yelled into the intercom. "Missile bay, please confirm! Have we fired?"
"No, sir." The technician on the other end said. "According to inventory, we're still fully loaded."
Another missile detonated on the ship.
"Who's doing that?" Joanna yelled.
"Damage to the vessel is severe." Velvet said. "They've lost gravity and are slowly losing life support. Jo, they never even raised their shields."
Nub, a young Skedar floated around the docking bay as a new craft landed and a figure in a Carrington Institute environmental uniform stepped out. The helmet's visor was down, so the face couldn't be seen.
The person drew the newest experimental weapon from a holster: The Fostergrade M450, a brand new attempt at a laser pistol. The magnified beam of light streaked out and hit Nub in the forehead. The person continued on through out the vessel, killing every Skedar in sight. A few fired Maulers, but the shots bounced off the person's shield and the Skedar paid with their lives for their failure.
Then, he saw the man he wanted to see, Chancellor Krinnji. He killed the two bodyguards and fired a final shot that hit Krinnji in the chest.
His job done, the assassin went back to the shuttle from whence he came.
"It's hard to make out," Joanna said, monitoring the communications bands. "There's been some weapons firing and a great deal of shouting."
"She's still listing," Foster said as he saw the great ship reeling after the disruption of the missiles.
Then the snarling face of Ekinnj came on "Have you not a shred of decency in you, Dark?!" He roared. "You must forgive me, not being human, I sometimes you're your sense of humor rather difficult to follow. We come in peace and you blatantly defy that peace! For that, I shall blow you into oblivion!"
"We haven't fired!" Joanna protested.
"Jo," Grimshaw said, his voice low and his face white. "According to the database, we have. Twice."
"They're coming about!" Foster said, suddenly.
Sure enough, the huge vessel came around and the weapon points began to glow.
"They're preparing to fire." Joanna said.
"Shields up, Mr. Carrington?" Foster said.
"Daniel, our shields—"Joanna had begun to break a sweat. "If they hit us with our shields down..."
"Shields up, Mr. Carrington?" Foster said, nervously.
"Signal our surrender." Carrington said.
"Daniel????" Joanna gasped.
"We surrender!" Carrington snapped.
Joanna conveyed the message on to the Skedar ship. They got the message and broke off the attack.
"I'm going aboard." Joanna said, putting her Falcon on the table. "Daniel, take care of the Institute."
Carrington stepped in front of her. "I was responsible for getting into this." He said. "I'll go."
"No, you won't." Joanna said. "You'll be responsible for getting me out of this. I won't be the instigator of a full scale war on the eve of universal peace."
"Perhaps you're right." Carrington said and patted her once, firmly on the shoulder blade. Joanna frowned. He'd never done this before, not even on her fist mission. She shrugged it off, as time was of the essence. "Velvet, tell them I'm coming and tell them I'm unarmed." Joanna took a nearby first aid kit. "They may need medical help over there."
End of Chapter.
Wow!
I enjoyed writing this! I hope you enjoyed reading it and you know what to do.
AN: I only own characters and weapons. Boo-hoo.
Joanna Dark entered the situation room in the Institute. It was a large room with many consoles and monitors, the Skedar ship in orbit on the main one. "Ah, Joanna." Carrington said. "Daniel, this better be good," Joanna said. "I'm so damned tired..." "We were reading a great deal of radiation similar to the holograph technology." Carrington said.
"Where?" Joanna said.
"Strangely enough, it seemed to be coming from us." Carrington said. "The holograph systems were off though."
"Velvet, you know anything about a radiation surge?" Joanna asked.
"Nope." Velvet asked.
"Foster, how 'bout you?" Joanna continued.
"Only the size of my head." Foster replied.
"I know what you mean." Joanna said.
On the main screen a missile streaked out and impacted on the side of the Skedar ship with white-hot force.
"What the hell..." Joanna said.
"We fired on the Chancellors ship!" Carrington said as the alarm sounded.
Foster yelled into the intercom. "Missile bay, please confirm! Have we fired?"
"No, sir." The technician on the other end said. "According to inventory, we're still fully loaded."
Another missile detonated on the ship.
"Who's doing that?" Joanna yelled.
"Damage to the vessel is severe." Velvet said. "They've lost gravity and are slowly losing life support. Jo, they never even raised their shields."
Nub, a young Skedar floated around the docking bay as a new craft landed and a figure in a Carrington Institute environmental uniform stepped out. The helmet's visor was down, so the face couldn't be seen.
The person drew the newest experimental weapon from a holster: The Fostergrade M450, a brand new attempt at a laser pistol. The magnified beam of light streaked out and hit Nub in the forehead. The person continued on through out the vessel, killing every Skedar in sight. A few fired Maulers, but the shots bounced off the person's shield and the Skedar paid with their lives for their failure.
Then, he saw the man he wanted to see, Chancellor Krinnji. He killed the two bodyguards and fired a final shot that hit Krinnji in the chest.
His job done, the assassin went back to the shuttle from whence he came.
"It's hard to make out," Joanna said, monitoring the communications bands. "There's been some weapons firing and a great deal of shouting."
"She's still listing," Foster said as he saw the great ship reeling after the disruption of the missiles.
Then the snarling face of Ekinnj came on "Have you not a shred of decency in you, Dark?!" He roared. "You must forgive me, not being human, I sometimes you're your sense of humor rather difficult to follow. We come in peace and you blatantly defy that peace! For that, I shall blow you into oblivion!"
"We haven't fired!" Joanna protested.
"Jo," Grimshaw said, his voice low and his face white. "According to the database, we have. Twice."
"They're coming about!" Foster said, suddenly.
Sure enough, the huge vessel came around and the weapon points began to glow.
"They're preparing to fire." Joanna said.
"Shields up, Mr. Carrington?" Foster said.
"Daniel, our shields—"Joanna had begun to break a sweat. "If they hit us with our shields down..."
"Shields up, Mr. Carrington?" Foster said, nervously.
"Signal our surrender." Carrington said.
"Daniel????" Joanna gasped.
"We surrender!" Carrington snapped.
Joanna conveyed the message on to the Skedar ship. They got the message and broke off the attack.
"I'm going aboard." Joanna said, putting her Falcon on the table. "Daniel, take care of the Institute."
Carrington stepped in front of her. "I was responsible for getting into this." He said. "I'll go."
"No, you won't." Joanna said. "You'll be responsible for getting me out of this. I won't be the instigator of a full scale war on the eve of universal peace."
"Perhaps you're right." Carrington said and patted her once, firmly on the shoulder blade. Joanna frowned. He'd never done this before, not even on her fist mission. She shrugged it off, as time was of the essence. "Velvet, tell them I'm coming and tell them I'm unarmed." Joanna took a nearby first aid kit. "They may need medical help over there."
End of Chapter.
Wow!
I enjoyed writing this! I hope you enjoyed reading it and you know what to do.