STAR WARS:
MY CONQUEST IS THE SEA OF STARS
The SSD Executor under the command of Sith Lord Darth Vader is hunting Jedi in the Unknown Regions of the space, when an anomaly in the Force draws the Dark Lord to a strange world. El-Hazard is embroiled in conflict between the Free Kingdom Alliance and the Bugrom Empire under the leadership of the sinister genius of Katsuhiko Jinnai, while the kingdoms are led by the courageous twin princesses Fatora and Rune Venus. The arrival of the Galactic Empire sets in motion a chain of events that will be felt for the millennia throughout the galaxy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the SW or El Hazard, as much as I wish to.
Warnings: Rated R, NC-17
Chapter 1: Day El-Hazard stopped (I)
The alien ship was alone and enormous, easily overshadowing a good portion of the land which honestly really didn't tell him that much from his view, aside that it was huge. The dagger like form to his mind thought that these vessels were undoubtedly made for militaristic purposes, but there was no knowing the differences between humans and the newcomers. Immediately Katsuhiko knew that to begin fighting them would be unwise as any space faring species would have better technology than those on a lower level of the tech tree. He would rather observe the situation before acting.
This is what led him back to his office where with great interest he watched the event unravelling before his very through a screen, broadcasted by a field agent operating in the wilderness of Roshtaria.
Half an hour had passed since the spacecraft had descended into the atmosphere and the lower it descended, the more cynical Jinnai became of their chances to win, should an invasion commence. As estimated from the live feed from the scene, he was quickly calculating that the monstrosity was over 19 kilometres long.
Steepling his fingers and resting his elbows onto the desk, the Grand Marshall of Bugrom Empire, felt his mind race in speed he hadn't experienced before. Thoughts snapped from one scenario to the next and each one was spelt one thing and one thing only: Doom.
Yes, he was being rather melodramatic at the moment, but he was never one to mince his words.
Katsuhiko was about to call one of the guards to bring him his tea, but then the ship moved. With rather impressive speed the massive craft was heading straight for the Eye of God, giving a rather pointed symbolism of a dagger piercing a heart.
Immediately as the ship neared the superweapon, the Eye shone and Katsuhiko hoped that he would never have to see it fire again. It was out of character for the rather spineless Rune Venus in all her beauty to commit to such atrocity, which meant that Fatora was the more likely of the two to force her sibling to act so hastily. The man was split, as on one hand he wished to return to his routine scheming and preparations for conquest, but on the other, he didn't wish for his enemies to succeed, neither option was good in his book, especially with the curve ball thrown into his plans.
In that moment the world seemed to stop as the beam launched from the eye collided with the alien spacecraft. A shockwave that followed was enough to knock the scout down. The feed vanished, and he hoped that the scout was alright.
Soon the monitor sizzled and the image shown would be burned forever in the back of his mind. The destructive beam was colliding with the shields of the ship and instead of tearing through ships hull like paper, the yellow lance of energy was stopped by a glowing blue shield.
It was impossible.
It was unthinkable.
It showed how screwed they all were.
If the aliens could block out the destructive yield of Eye of Gods, which approximately of his calculations eclipsed the most powerful weapon created in human history, the Soviet Union's Tsar Bomba, BY AT LEAST 10 TIMES!
There was never even a chance.
Now, however, was not the time to fall to despair.
"Damn it all to hell!" Katsuhiko banged his fist on the table in anger as once again his plans were thwarted again by a third party. This wasn't fair, though Jinnai recognized that fairness had no place in this world.
"Fuck!" He held his head between his hands and watched the events unfold.
The Eye prepared another blast to test the ships defences, but to his surprise the iris, from which the beam was fired, exploded in an azure flame, sending debris flying everywhere. The clouds surrounding the Eye, were vaporized, leaving the ruined image of the superweapon seared into his mind.
The explosion had clearly ruined the structure, well at least this way his Alliance was effectively disarmed.
A rueful smirk settled on Jinnai's face as schemes upon schemes piled up in his mind. Guerilla warfare, kidnappings, collaboration all were ideas the young man reconsidered the events and how they could play out.
Now the capital ship was sending out smaller ships, while emerald lances, no lasers, fired upon the hastily reconstructed defences, in wake of his own bid of conquest. There was no time to lose! Who knew how quickly this war could end before Katsuhiko could attempt once more to try and lay his claim to the world that had given him this second chance.
What caught his attention now was that two smaller ships, descending from the capital one had set course past the river and undoubtedly was heading in the general vicinity of the hive.
Shit.
Katsuhiko sighed, he had rather liked the view above ground.
"Attention! This is Grand Marshall Jinnai speaking. Currently we are on the precipice of our history. We face new invaders, ones immune to the powers of the Eye of God. Now we can ask ourselves one question: can we survive what is to come?" he spoke into intercom as the ships drew nearer and nearer, like the reaper gliding silently after its prey.
"I honestly have no answer to this, but I certainly know that we have to do something if we are to survive. Initiate operation: Burrow" All across the Bugrom lands every inhabitant, from the lowest of drones, to the Exalted Queen Diva herself heard his words and braced for impact as the spires that had been constructed across the land, started sinking into ground.
The roar of Bugrom machinery and Phantom Tribe science could be heard on the surface as the towers slowly submerged into the ground.
With that out of the way, Jinnai grabbed the keyboard of his terminal and entered a comm sequence.
"Scorpio: Sagitarius Aries" on the other end a series of buzzes could be heard as his precious praetorian's operators confirmed the mission parameters.
The young man relaxed in his chair and gazed at the metal shield where the window once was.
Now to greet their guests.
In the Capitol of Roshtaria, a rather portly merchant picked up the small rectangle device and brushed his greying beard.
While he loathed working with the criminals, their masters paid quite handsomely. While in the beginning he had been sceptical with working for the unseen puppeteers behind this particular group of bandits, the money he had made in the first month alone had paid all his debts AND given his daughter a respectable dowry.
The bandits didn't ask for much, aside for information on the market and to store their loot in one of his storehouses. While their masters hadn't shown their faces, the small grey box in his hands was the only direct link to them. The leader of the bandits had forbidden him to mess around with it, but to answer immediately if such an event came.
Beads of sweat flew down his forehead as he knew that this wasn't a coincidence. With trembling hands, the man squeezed the rectangular button to answer the strange device.
With a sharp hiss, the small screen lit up in yellow light and a metallic voice spoke to him.
"Greetings , you have served us well, but right now we have more need of you than ever." That was one way to put it, with the giant triangles gliding over the city, casting the Capitol in complete shadow. Shurat wondered what those things were, but decided that this was some new foe, different from the other kingdoms and the Bugrom War. He hoped that soon everything would return to its rightful place, but there was something in the air that told him that it was not meant to be.
"Head to your 'special' storehouse and prepare the passage with all the equipment we have stored there."
Normally in this kind of situation he would have grabbed all he had and fled, like many of the residents of the city, but with his daughter safely married and his second wife expecting a child, he couldn't allow to put them to risk if any of the bandits or other minions in the employ of this mysterious man behind the scheme. The man cursed loudly and hid the guard ray pistol in his pants, rushing to the back door, from which he could swiftly access the storehouse.
"Hullo there!" the door opened and a tall youth with an unsettling grin peered at the merchant who didn't break his stride, swiftly exiting the house and past the other three of the criminals comrades, who hid in the shadows of the streets.
"What is the meaning of this?! Zed?!" Shurat half snarled, half gasped as he was hoisted by his arms by the other two. Dressed in the usual attire of dark form fitting outfits with strange animal masks at their waists they smirked and started carrying the merchant, despite the protesting and cursing, while their leader trailed behind laughing merrily.
"Foxtrot and Tango will get you to the site, while I and Golf shall get our…'guest' " there was something wrong in the way Zed said it and the lifelessness in the rest of his face, compared to the ever present grin made Shurat rethink the deal he had made with the devils.
Before the merchant could reply Zed and Golf turned right and disappeared in another intersection. Above him screamed ray fire of the otherworldly aliens and their ships were descending into the city. It was like the Bugrom all over again, only this time there was no hope left for them as the eye smouldered in ruin.
The City was in chaos and the further they got from the centre, where the invaders had started established a landing zone, the rowdier it got as nobody wanted to remain in the city that could go to the gods any second. Mothers clutching their babes to their breasts, men carrying everything they could fled, in the crowd it was difficult to pass them as the fires started somewhere in the poor district.
Shurats storehouse was located at the edge of port and market districts, that allowed his firm to deploy his good efficiently as he didn't have enough money to open a second one nearer the docks, however he thought that this was one of the reasons why they had chosen him at all, for reasons bad or worse.
When they came upon the storehouse they saw four men dressed in rags trying to break open the door.
"Pathetic thieves!" the merchant raged, but silently he was relieved that the old brick building was untouched, and no one had successfully broken in. He was about to command the bandits to take care of them, but then his behind met the paved street and discomfort bloomed where the sun didn't shine.
Ready to give the minions a piece of his mind, Shurat opened his mouth, but immediately fell silent as he saw what transpired in front of him.
The two rushed forwards, with two wicked daggers drawn, crouching like a praying mantis. Exploding into a violent cyclone, Foxtrot barrelled into the first two, pining them to the wall. Tango was slower but the sickening cracks that echoed amidst the chaos could be heard clear as a day.
The beautiful Barrenese oak door was splattered with blood and entrails, it was no time to cry about it, Shurat thought fearfully as the two killers approached him, both with bloody hands and held out the extremities, offering to help him up.
With shaking knees the fat merchant rose to his feet and promptly pointed his head at the pavement and puked.
"Sorry about that" they weren't sorry one bit Shurat angrily thought as he cleaned his beard of puke.
"Well, I'm off. Hotel, check the warehouse." Zed pointed at the warehouse and sprinted off in a random direction. The merchant looked at the remaining bandit who had wasted no time in opening the door and made his way inside.
The wooden floor creaked under the merchant's weight as he hurriedly rushed into the storehouse, shutting the bolt behind him. It was strange how with all the riots nothing in the storehouse was touched, no glass was broken and no signs pointed of unlawful entry. Shurat was not the richest merchant in the city or even the kingdom, but he was wealthy enough to be a target for enterprising thieves.
Hotel, as the killer was called, did not show any interest in the wares lying around, instead in a bizarre display, he had dropped on all fours and shuffled around the room, randomly knocking on the plank floor.
Shurat was of course surprised, but did nothing to interject his own opinion where it clearly wasn't wanted.
As the strange actions in front of him continued for a while, the old man felt himself grow bored with Hotels antics and spent time looking at the many carpets and boxes of crystals he had smuggled in when he first came in contact with the mysterious employer and his freaks.
Just as he recalled the strange voice and even stranger device, the said object started to shake into Shurats pocket. Immediately the man took it out and looked for instructions, curious to know what his employer had wanted.
"Mr. Shurat-"The voice called to him and in an instant Shurat became aware how the building had gone silent and Hotel was standing like a normal person, in a far corner of the room. The silence was eerie as Hotel stood there unblinking unbreathing. What was he?!
Shurat didn't receive an answer to his question as the planks exploded nearby Hotel, kicking up foundation, dirt and chunks of wood. As the dust filled the storehouse, Shurat could make out only vague shapes that were climbing out of the hole.
The dust cleared revealing a swarm of accursed Bugrom.
"As I was saying, thank you for your continued support, but now you are at crossroads" metallic voice cracked and disappeared, the device now clearly showing the floating torso of thegrinning Arch-traitor, son of dozen hells, Katsuhiko Jinnai.
"Y-You!"
"Me." The smile disappeared from the conquerors face as he snapped his fingers and Shurat felt cold steel against his neck.
"Now that you are aware of your benefactors, we now have to renegotiate our agreement. Nod if you want to listen to it or save us the trouble and drag your throat across the blade if you have no intention to listen" he said dispassionately and the merchant didn't even try to argue.
His loyalty was first to his family, then his business, the kingdom took backseat on this one.
Shurat nodded and prayed to his ancestors that he had made the right choice. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he nodded and nodded.
The bugs buzzed and clacked, which strangely sounded like laughter. The torso of Jinnai was smiling, but that was the last thing Shurat would see for a while as Hotel knocked the merchant out with one lazy arm chop.
"Can we eat him?" the burly man asked his leader, through the small device he could see his boss drag a hand across his face, mouth forming a grimace.
"I told you that you are now human…well as human as a Bugrom can be I suppose" Katsuhiko said
"And?"
Hotel darted his head down and his ears twitched, a remnant of their previous shells "And humans don't eat other humans…?"
"Correct." the holographic display nodded and continued" Now go and get me my aliens, with the expected risk I authorize "Howl at the Moon","
Every member of surface team looked at one another and blinked, before their shapes started to rumble. Skin tore like paper, a second pair of arms freed themselves under the stomach and stretched , testing out their ability to move.
Their once human face was removed, revealing second pair of eyes and a set of mandibles, created for rending flesh.
A shrill screech echoed in the storehouse and Jinnai grinned as the four of his new Spy Mantis strain was a complete success.
"Repo squad won't fail you, Grand Marshall!" Hotel screeched, saluting with all of his arms raised with clenched fingers.
"I know you won't. Goodspeed Hotel," he turned to the entryway, where the two members of Repo squad stood, carrying a man in white armour "Foxtrot, Tango" Katsuhiko addressed his other underlings "Get him to the Phantom tribe, but stay and watch for any foul play."
Both bugs-cyborg hybrids saluted once and took the armoured figure, while the standard strain raised their crude beam weapons and saluted with clicks and screeches as they listened with rapt attention the Chancellor's orders.
"My dear children" the holographic torso shuffled out of the view, before dragging a map of the city in view "The aliens are captured and while that would normally be enough, I have no doubts that the princesses will try and escape the palace through these points, before using the waterways to leave for ." he gesticulated at the various dots placed on the map. The bugs buzzed and chirped in agreement as they raptly listened to their orders
"You will intercept them here and if you manage to let them slip away then the other checkpoints set across the river" all of the Bugrom soldiers gathered in the warehouse nodded in agreement, yet one of their number clacked, immediately awakening the rumble of the hive.
Katsuhiko closed his eyes and sighed in frustration as all of them berated the poor soldier who hadn't understood d his orders.
"Enough!" the Grand Marshall barked silencing all the chatter "If you missed something, the rest should explain it. Now once you've secured the princess-deliver her onto the Sparatoi squads near scout outpost Epsilon-01. Good luck in your mission!" The hologram then waved and disappeared, leaving the insectoids alone with the unconscious merchant.
Looking at the human with apathy and a bit of hunger, Hotel looked at his lesser brothers and smiling he raised his fists in the air once more and screeched, his brethren following with his example.
For the first time since the War as Alliance called it, the Bugrom were let loose up the streets of Roshtaria.
A.N: the Empire rains fire from above on Roshtaria and Kingdom alliance, while the Bugrom continue to scurry underneath. What twisted schemes the God-King of Bugrom has planned to succeed in this inevitable war? If you liked this or wanted to give your opinion, please leave a review so I can improve and answer any questions you might have.
Have a pleasant day and I'll see you next time!
-Spook