Chapter 1: Guess whose coming for dinner.
Same time
Home, Tau Ceti
Its quite an unique day in Home, not because of the sands that were blowing all over the place or because it was unusually hot, even for the standards of Home. But because all image screens all over Home were showing static for well over a minuet now. Some members of the race thought that the Emperor had something big to announce, others think its a technical failure of the systems but none really knew. That their data network was being compromised by Tostevites.
Finally after what seemed like forever. The static finally broke and showed what seems to be a flag moving like it was blown by the wind. And in the flag was an image of an eagle with its wings spread out and its claws holding a globe which resembled Tostev 3. And the words "Senatus Populus Que Romanus" written below it. The whole flag had a red and gold motiff. Then after a few seconds the image dissipated and showed a new image. It showed a command deck of some sort with a chair in the middle. And sitting on the chair was a Tostevite, sitting with much arrogance as if he was the Emperor himself. Then the Tostevite began to speak" Greetings! from the Roman Senate and the People of Rome. I am Legionnairy General Julius Licinuis Tiberius, on board the Roman starship Odyssey, commander of the 7th and 9th Legions. On behalf of the legions I command. We have came here to extend an invitation from the Imperial Senate to make this planet under the protection
and rule of the Roman Star Empire. You are to surrender all military hardware and give us the complete subjugation of this planet and surrounding space and complete compliance of all sentient beings in it. You have 48 hours to comply or you will be persuaded with overwhelming force to see reason." Then the transmission was cut and all screens returned to normal as if nothing happens.
1 Hour Later
Same planet
127th Emperor Hetto
Fleet Lord Atvar has just ended a private video call with the Emperor's agitant from his personal quarters. While walking to the command deck he thought to himself" spirits of emperors past be praised that this crisis happened before the shutdown of our entire defence industry and before the conquest fleet was launched, otherwise there would be no one here to defend Home." Then he entered the command deck. Where the assembled ship lords were waiting for orders. As he stood on the platform the assembled ship lords slowly quieted down as each of them saw the Fleet Lord standing there, waiting for them to quiet down. As the room was quiet again. The Fleet Lord spoke "Assembled ship lords I just ended a video call with the Emperor's -all in the room cast down their eye turrents at the mention of their sovereign.- agitant and I was given the task of defending Home and driving away their fleet from our space and use the conquest fleet to attack their home
planet, we were to scrap the invasion of Tostev 3, indefinitely. In order to concentrate on punishing these Romans for ever setting foot on Home uninvited and making such outlandish demands. The Emperor-all cast down their eye turrents at the mention of their sovereign- has instructed me to do all that is in my power to achieve this goal" Before he could finish a ship lord assumed the posture of respect meaning he wanted to ask a question. When Atvar look to see the body paint of the ship lord. He realized that it was Straha again. That arrogant ship lord of the 206th Emperor Yower had another question. Then Atvar made the affirmative gesture signifying that he could speak. Seeing the gesture Straha quickly asked" Exhaulted Fleet Lord, arent these invaders the Tostevites themselves? After all they certainly looked like them, with all the hair and wrappings and these Romans uses almost the same symbol as one of those dominant empire of Tostev 3 used,
the... -Taking a second to recall the name of the empire- ah the SQPR" Taking no time to reply Atvar said" Impossible!" And he added an imphatic cough to imphasize how impossible he thought it was. The he continued "They coundnt have possibly gone from a primitive agricultural civilization to a space bearing civilization in just a single flick of a nectitating membrane, a mear 1600 years. A feat that would take tens of mellenia to achieve. And those things you pointed out could have just been simple co incidences. And let me continue, what i was gonna say before i was rudely interrupted, you ship lords are to assume control of the troops and weapondry that was assigned to your respective ships, you are to spread through out Home, your particular individual locations will be assigned later. In order to protect more ground and limit damage dealt if they would use an explosive metal bomb, if these Romans would deploy them. How ever that possibility is
highly unlikely, for we do not believe that they are capable of creating such weaponds. But it is the way of the Race to be on the side of caution"
After almost an hour of additional discussions Atvar as an ending said" We are after all the Race and our technology has no equal these Romans may have also achieved space flight but they would most likely lag behind in military technology, prowess and decipline. Therefore we would achieve our due victory." But before he could finish, Straha againt interupted him with a question. But this time he just asked right away. "Exhaulted Fleet Lord, how do we know that theses Romans lag behind us in military technology? For all we know they could be above us in this field?" Then Atvar answered " The answer to your question is fairly simple, for we are the Race! We are superior to all else and our technology knows no equal yet alone have someone more superior. You assmbled ship lords are dismissed. Now go to your respective responsibilities now." As Straha was moving to the door he noticed his rival Kirel's jaw falling open in amusement maybe it was because of
the whipping he got from Atvar. But he didnt mind it much, he just moved as if nothing bothered him.
Same time
High orbit above Home
Starship Odessy
On board the flagship of the 7th legion, Legionnairy General Juluis Lecinuis Tiberius was sitting in his command chair sitting in a way how should a commanding officer of an entire Imperial Legion should, yet alone 2. He was gazing at the view screen in front of him. He saw the space traffic in and around this cursed dust bowl of a planet, slowly die down as all of them tried to land on planet side as soon as possible, which was oviously due to the precence of the Roman starships. After snapping back to consciousness, he quickly called his XO "What is the update on the repairs from the damage to the armor plating that all the ships have taken from that ionic strom we came across while in FTL?" he asked. Then his XO quickly replied" the repairs are going as schedule it would be repaired with in 48 hours from the time you sent your message, there for we couldn't land our forces in the planet before that time with out permanently damaging or perhaps destroying
our ships." and the general replied "Ahh, im glad that it is coming as scheduled. I really hate to wait for 48 hours before we could attack but it seems that I dont have a choice. Thats why I gave them 48 instead of the usual 2. But very well, be sure that the ground forces are ready before that time arrives and if all goes as planned this planet will be ours in a little over 2 months. And also remember to remind the commanding officers of the other star ships that Rome wants to conquer this planet intact so never use nukes unless absolutely needed." After saying that his XO did the standard Roman salute and said" At once sir! Glory to the Roman Senate and the People of Rome, long live the Roman Star Empire!" Then General Juluis again went back to watching these lizard people being busy scattering for thier lives. He couldn't wait to see how these lizards stand up against 2 whole legions, against Roman military technology and discipline.
84 Mins later
206th Emperor Yower
Still in Home
Land cruiser commander Fostev has been talking with his gunner and driver about the latest news"... I say those Roman seem to resemble a lot like those Tostevites we are planning to conquer, wouldnt you say so your selves?" Before his driver or gunner could respond their conversation was so rudely interupted by their communicators, it was ship lord Straha. He had something to say to the entire population of this starship. It began "Males on board the 206th Emperor Yower we are to relocate to sector 13, near our main Killercraft production facility we are to fortify the area and protect it from possible Roman attacks. Your individual orders will be given later through the chain of command. May the spirits of Emperors past protect us all." Then the transmission ended. For a brief moment there was an earie silence inside the land cruiser and perhaps the entire starship as the males tried to sink in their ship lord's orders. But it was finally broken when
Fostev's gunner spoke"Superior sir do you think that these Romans have landcruisers or killercrafts of their own?" in that arrangement because in Home killercrafts were invented after the invention of landcruisers. Then Fostev replied" I do not know, they could have explisive metal bombs for all i know, but I guess well find out after their deadline expires and face those Romans in battle." "Truth! superior sir" both his crew males responded in unison.
Next chapter: First blood and the opening moves of the Race-Roman war.