A/N: Sorry this has taken so long, I was on a short vacation for a while and have only just got back around to writing. Enjoy!
Onboard the Ark Royal:
The Ark Royal was one of the original Prometheus 2 class vessels, that fact made it one of the oldest active ships in the fleet, it had, by her captains own admission, seen better days. However, with the constant upgrades to her shields and weapons, she was nearly on par with the other ships in her class and so the fleet had her patrolling the outer reaches of their territory. The ship was currently in orbit over a planet on which had recently been discovered important, and valuable, mineral deposits. The peaceful existence aboard the ship was ended suddenly and viciously as a wraith cruiser appeared out of hyperspace, the fist shots that came from the hostile ship struck the shields, which were eventually overwhelmed by the sheer volume of fire that impacted upon them. During that time, the crew finally got to their battle stations and returned fire, striking the engines on the cruiser, thus crippling it. Both ships continued to fire at each other as their orbits gradually deteriorated, slowly dragging them towards the planet below.
Onboard the Pegasus:
It was supposed to be just a simple jump, but when the two battlestars emerged behind a moon their instruments picked up the two other ships that were locked in combat above their intended destination. Tigh watched, fascinated by the display of power that the battered and broken Ark Royal was exhibiting. Just after the wraith cruiser completely descended into the atmosphere, the fighters left the crippled ship, followed by the escape pods. This was a chance that could not be passed up.
Onboard the Ark Royal:
The colonial marines made their way down the damaged corridors of the ship, looking for technology they could add to their own. Their scientists had already removed the ships store missiles, the food was also taken. They had also been searching for fuel, but there was none, and there wasn't time to try and decipher the locks on the ship's core before it too crashed on the planet. No one on the team noticed two of their number slip into and jettison an escape pod.
Atlantis Continent:
Ronan grunted as he heaved the last barrier into place, the landing area for the puddle jumpers was now one of the most heavily fortified areas in the mainland city. Thankfully, the wraith had yet to attack, so there had been time to prepare fallback positions. The one patrol that they had sent out in the last few days had been ambushed by the wraith, who for the first time were using weapons that did not stun, but instead killed their opponents. This development was troubling for the defenders of Atlantis, of course the wraith still carried the side arms that stunned, they did need to feed, but the change of tactics did not bode well for the UEA.
Onboard the Revenge:
The identities of the leaders of the Lucian Alliance have been steeped in mystery since their attempted extermination by the UEA. Since that time, the alliance had gone deep underground on only a few planets, training and arming themselves for a chance at revenge. Now, on their flagship that bore that same name, a meeting of all the high ranking members of the alliance was taking place, the topic? Aiding Supreme Commander Tigh in his crusade against the UEA.
Unknown Planet:
The survivors of the Ark Royal were currently holding a conference of sorts on the planets surface, they had limited food and supplies, and it was possible, although unlikely, that wraith had managed to survive as well. Just as they had finished deciding who would be doing what, twp people wearing colonial marine uniforms stumbled into the clearing, both were immediately brought, at gunpoint to the captain.
"What do you want?" he asked harshly.
"My name is Apollo, and the woman next to me is Starbuck, we were captured when Tigh took over the Galactica, we used their scavenging of your ship in orbit as a time to escape.".
"Well, if what you say is true then we are happy to have you, either way we will find out when the rescue ship comes, we have just activated our beacon so help should be here within a day or so." the captain replied.
"Thank you sir," Apollo began smartly, "If you don't mind we could be of some help patrolling the paths to the camp.".
"You're right, the two of you can join the patrol going out now, just put these on." the captain answered, throwing a pair of UEA uniforms at the two.
Atlantis Continent:
Colonel John Sheppard stood on the roof of a small building, staring out through his binoculars at the large force of wraith that was gathering a few miles away. Turning to the sniper who was in position next to him he said, "Let them know that from here on in, its going to be tougher for them.". The sniper nodded and took aim, he fired, and with his binoculars, John watched as miles away, a wraith pitched forward with a hole in his forehead. One Down. The rest of the wraith took this as the sign to begin their attack on the settlement, with a feral scream of rage, the one that seemed to be in charge sent the rest of his three thousand wraith strong army towards the waiting soldiers of the UEA.
John skidded to a stop behind the outer ring of defenses that had been constructed, leaning next to the building on his right was Ronan, who was checking his weapon one final time. As the wraith came closer to the defenses, the trip wired were triggered, unleashing massive explosions that sent shrapnel into the mass of onrushing wraith. However, due to their tough physical make up, most were only slightly injured, and they continued running forward into the now intense defensive fire. An unfamiliar red beam of energy shot at John, who ducked at the last moment, when he regained his feet he was glad he had. A number of soldiers were down, killed almost instantly by the strange new weapons that the wraith wielded. The UEA soldiers fired back, doing as much damage as they could, wraith began falling in greater numbers as they reached the barricade, one leapt up, only to be punched full of holes by machine gun bullets. "Fall Back!" John yelled over the battle. Men began slowly retreating while still firing at the wraith, but the ferocity of the attack threatened to break the line, as the opposing forces met, the wraith used their superior strength to their advantage. One soldier was impaled by the spike on the rear end of the wraiths weapon, one thing had become abundantly clear to Sheppard, this had just become a war of extermination.
Earth:
General Hank Landry was presiding over the final stages of the preparations to bring the first space marine division to the Pegasus Galaxy. His new troops had state of the art equipment and training, the best vehicles and ammunition, in short, they were meant to instill fear in any enemy that dare challenge the power of the UEA, in this case it was the wraith. "Prepare to travel to the disembarkation planet" he said over the loudspeaker. Unfortunately, due to the stargate in Atlantis being indoors they would have to travel to another planet and board ships from there, that delay might just be enough to doom the defenders on the continent.
Atlantis Continent:
The defenders had been forced back to their third line of defense in the ruined city, all while losing a third of their number, the majority of which had been lost when the lines to the rear broke when a fresh wave of wraith hit them unrepentantly, thus, the defenders were being corralled into an ever decreasing area near the city's center.
John watched as three wraith darts zoomed over the human positions, all of them banking east before one was blotted from the sky by a shoulder fired missile. The wraith had brought in their air support as soon as the puddle jumpers could no longer safely land to evacuate the wounded, the airspace above the city was now up for grabs, rather than being in friendly hands. Letting out a breath he glanced over at the hulking form of Ronan, who, while sporting a gash across his forehead was still taking potshots at any wraith who attempted to move up that particular street. Slipping a new clip into his assault rifle, John fired off a burst at a black robed wraith lieutenant who was getting too close for comfort to friendly lines, the alien fell back as John focused his attention on the numerous other figures that were emerging from the ruins in front of him, they were definitely going to need help soon.
Atlantis:
Doctor Weir watched the latest imagery from the battle on the continent, to say things were going poorly would be an understatement, hoping that some help would result from it, she placed a call to general O'Neill onboard the United States.
A/N: The plot begins to thicken again, this is truly expanding into a universe wide war, who can guess the next faction to enter, it may not be th obviuos choice. Tell me whan you all REVIEW!