In the Beginning 34/?
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: R for this chapter for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further.
Sorry for the long wait between updates. I've been busy writing a paper and had little time to work on anything else.
Charge of the Light Brigade
I was in charge of the Whitestar Fleet that the Warrior Caste was manning, and the rest of the battle group was similarly divided. This organization did not last long however, for once the Shadows appeared we were in the fight of our lives.
Sheridan had decided to keep the First Ones hidden until they were desperately needed, until such time we were on our own against the whole of the Shadow Fleet. It became readily apparent that mere firepower would not be enough to sway the tide of the battle as the Shadows were engaged. Ivanova's fleet took up offensive positions around the closest grouping and began a barrage of heavy fire. The damage was minimal until her telepaths came into play, and only then managed to destroy three ships.
Still the sight of the menacing vessel in flames was enough to galvanize the troops into formation and from there the ships took bombing runs at them. This continued on for some time with the Alliance destroying Shadow vessels piece by piece, unfortunately this didn't seem to be enough to dent the attacking forces, and soon we were taking a heavy beating from all sides.
"Podeer, focus on the middle ship. Vatir aim weapons for its flank." I ordered grimly. "Fire."
A green flash of energy hit the hull of our enemy and shook it's foundation. Before they had the chance to regroup and attack, one of the Star Rider ships finished the job, leaving the vessel afire. Without waiting further, the Ingata attacked the next target.
An hour into the engagement, my telepaths were tiring and the damage to the Ingata was becoming incapacitating. The Drazi ships were nearly all destroyed and the Narn War Cruisers were similar to flies in the presence of a frog.
The Ingata shook under the continued assault of three Shadows and no help was in sight. Evasive maneuvers only gave us a bit of room to evade them, but no matter what we tried we were locked into their sights.
"All weapons fire."
It looked like we were done for when suddenly the space was cleared. Through the viewing console I noticed the Builders taking out the Shadows surrounding us. I couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief as more and more of the First Ones entered into the fray.
The Astara, Heaven's Gate and the Builders attacked mercilessly, with the Alliance ships supporting them. Soon the battle became more evenly matched and ships from both sides were being destroyed in equal measure.
While I was taking stock of our remaining weapons I noticed two Shadows attacking the Antitheses from behind while they were busy fending off an attack from the front. Marcus was in command of that ship and without thinking I sent all my telepathic talents to bear on the two attacking vessels. They managed to get off a volley before I stilled their descent, but I could not spare the concentration needed to make sure my beloved's ship still flew. I forced my mind into the heart of their ship and utterly destroyed the living sentience of their ships. Just as they froze in space and began blowing apart my head began pounding and my vision dimmed. The last thing I heard before I succumbed to the beckoning darkness was Vatir sounding worried.
"Neroon, five Shadows are converging on our position. What are your orders?… Neroon?"
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: R for this chapter for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further.
Sorry for the long wait between updates. I've been busy writing a paper and had little time to work on anything else.
Charge of the Light Brigade
I was in charge of the Whitestar Fleet that the Warrior Caste was manning, and the rest of the battle group was similarly divided. This organization did not last long however, for once the Shadows appeared we were in the fight of our lives.
Sheridan had decided to keep the First Ones hidden until they were desperately needed, until such time we were on our own against the whole of the Shadow Fleet. It became readily apparent that mere firepower would not be enough to sway the tide of the battle as the Shadows were engaged. Ivanova's fleet took up offensive positions around the closest grouping and began a barrage of heavy fire. The damage was minimal until her telepaths came into play, and only then managed to destroy three ships.
Still the sight of the menacing vessel in flames was enough to galvanize the troops into formation and from there the ships took bombing runs at them. This continued on for some time with the Alliance destroying Shadow vessels piece by piece, unfortunately this didn't seem to be enough to dent the attacking forces, and soon we were taking a heavy beating from all sides.
"Podeer, focus on the middle ship. Vatir aim weapons for its flank." I ordered grimly. "Fire."
A green flash of energy hit the hull of our enemy and shook it's foundation. Before they had the chance to regroup and attack, one of the Star Rider ships finished the job, leaving the vessel afire. Without waiting further, the Ingata attacked the next target.
An hour into the engagement, my telepaths were tiring and the damage to the Ingata was becoming incapacitating. The Drazi ships were nearly all destroyed and the Narn War Cruisers were similar to flies in the presence of a frog.
The Ingata shook under the continued assault of three Shadows and no help was in sight. Evasive maneuvers only gave us a bit of room to evade them, but no matter what we tried we were locked into their sights.
"All weapons fire."
It looked like we were done for when suddenly the space was cleared. Through the viewing console I noticed the Builders taking out the Shadows surrounding us. I couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief as more and more of the First Ones entered into the fray.
The Astara, Heaven's Gate and the Builders attacked mercilessly, with the Alliance ships supporting them. Soon the battle became more evenly matched and ships from both sides were being destroyed in equal measure.
While I was taking stock of our remaining weapons I noticed two Shadows attacking the Antitheses from behind while they were busy fending off an attack from the front. Marcus was in command of that ship and without thinking I sent all my telepathic talents to bear on the two attacking vessels. They managed to get off a volley before I stilled their descent, but I could not spare the concentration needed to make sure my beloved's ship still flew. I forced my mind into the heart of their ship and utterly destroyed the living sentience of their ships. Just as they froze in space and began blowing apart my head began pounding and my vision dimmed. The last thing I heard before I succumbed to the beckoning darkness was Vatir sounding worried.
"Neroon, five Shadows are converging on our position. What are your orders?… Neroon?"