Prelude

Nomad Homesystem

Nomad Battlemaster Ulri Xiamee watched in amazement as the human called ‘Trent’ activated the hypergate, the same one that the great Fathers had disappeared into so long ago. It was not possible! The Fathers had hidden the great artifact where it could never be found! Ulri’s mind retreated from his senses and began to ponder furiously. How could a small pack of humans penetrate the solar system’s protective sphere, slip by the internal defense grid, and bring down the shield around the city and activate the gate? The odds were overwhelming!
Before he could ponder this further, a sudden lurch forced Ulri off-balance and snapped him out of his state of deep thought. The hypergate had begun to pull him in. Being the commander of a mighty battleship, he pushed the engine to full power and managed to bring the massive ship to a standstill. But the gravitational pull from the gate was steadily increasing, and the great ship quickly succumbed to the backwards pull. Ulri screamed aloud in dismay as he, along with hundreds of other nomads, fell into the hypergate and sped through a tunnel, awash with color, moving at an incredibly fast speed.
But Ulri’s scream caught in his throat when he reentered normal space. A new ship dominated the frontier in front of him. It was tremendous, easily five times longer than any nomad battleship. It was clad in dark red chrome and, adding to its fierce look, possessed a fluctuating red aura around it.
Neither the mysterious ship nor the nomad fleet moved, creating a strenuous silence. Each had taken the other by surprise.
The red ship broke the silence first. Turrets along its lateral line warmed, glowed, and with a horrible rattling belch, discharged their built-up energy, fiery red orbs trailing oily black smoke, directly at the nomad fleet. Ulri Xiamee gaped in horror as one of the bursts impacted upon a nearby cruiser. Blue light illuminated the scene as the cruiser exploded. Fighters, plated with the same red chrome as the larger ship, appeared out of nowhere and began picking off the nomad fighters like flies, their weapons and engines shrieking like a thousand tortured souls. The giant enemy ship’s turrets warmed and discharged again, this time directly at Ulri. Ulri panicked and jammed his ship’s throttle as far as it would go, straining his ship to the breaking point in order to dodge the incoming cannon fire. But alas, his ship was too slow to move in time, and two of the destructive orbs caught the large craft on its side, breaking it in two. The once great battleship dissolved into nothing as an angry red fire quickly consumed it, and Battlemaster Ulri Xiamee screamed as he died.

I see another final fantasy fan is here.

The revenge Of Esthar.

Nice beginning

CEO and Emperor of the Samura heavy industries and empire-CYOF2
President of Liberty- CYOF 3
Supreme Overlord of the Junkers and Miners Guild- CYOF 4

Voted Best Explorer in CYOF 2
Voted Best Backstabber in CYOF 3
Voted Best Corperation, Tied for Most powererful faction, best backstabber, best sneak attacker, best tech and most effective fleet in CYOF 4

believe it or not, im not a Final Fantasy fan

Edited by - Steel_Fang on 4/5/2005 2:47:43 PM

Nice beginning!
Hope there will be more soon!
Keep up writing.

hmm? what's this have to do with FF?

Freelancer
Nerevarine
Destroyer of the Shagohod.
Savior of Spira (twice)

if those red ships are dom'kavosh you have explainin to do!
cus the dom'kavosh created the nomads and most likely control all their butts

"If im phased and can walk through stuff, then why am I not falling through the floor?"

Wow, this is really good!

FlyingBeef--perhaps he's taken a different interpretation on the story than you have.

A new chapter is now online!

Chapter 1

Planet Manhattan, New York System. 2 years later

The Liberty sleeper ship swung into view as Trent prepped his Sabre for landing after another successful mission. Liberty Rogue Perry Johnson was tied up in the cargo hold, and payday was only minutes away. Trent lowered his ship until it hovered a few feet off the ground, activated the gravpad, and the Sabre came to rest a foot off of the surface of the landing pad. Trent then punched in a few commands on the control panel, and the cockpit opened with a hiss, followed by a motorized hum as a telescoping ladder extended from the side of the ship to the ground. Trent climbed down.
Two men were waiting for Trent on the landing pad, both wearing Liberty Navy suits. One of them pushed a small cargo transporter, specifically designed for handling escape pods. They approached Trent, and flashed their IDs.

“Mr. Trent, we’re with the Navy. Is Mr. Johnson ready for transport?”

“Yeah. Follow me.”

Trent led the Navy personnel to the side of the Sabre and flipped open a small hatch, revealing a numeric keyboard. He typed a number sequence, and then pressed ENTER.
The Sabre’s underside cargo hatch opened, and Perry Johnson’s escape pod was lowered onto the transporter via a tractor beam, where it was automatically scanned. One of the Navy officers turned to Trent and removed a data pad from his pocket, and Trent did the same.

“Well, Mr. Trent, it looks like Mr. Johnson is alive and well. I’m transferring your payment now.”

The officer executed a command on his data pad, and the screen on Trent’s pad flashed green twice. The transfer had been successful.

“There you go. See you around, Mr. Trent.”

“Thanks,” Trent replied.

Trent closed up the Sabre, pocketed his data pad and walked off. But before he could get some R&R, he had to make a pit stop. A little something for Juni…

As Trent entered the shop he recognized the man behind the counter, Julio Mendez, the man who owned the store.

“Oy, Trent! Good to see you again!”

“Hey, Julio,” Trent replied as he approached the counter. “You got the *ahem* package?”

Julio beamed. “Yessir, it came this morning. Hang on, let me go get it.” Julio turned and headed through the door that led to the back of his shop.
Julio’s small shop, unlike most other shops, was a place where you could buy or sell practically anything. Several people accused him of being an Outcast or Corsair, due to his family’s apparent Hispanic heritage, but Julio’ family had arrived in Sirius aboard the Liberty sleeper ship. And contrary to belief, he did not deal in contraband.
Julio returned from the back of the shop, carrying a small velvet box and set it down on the counter. “I hope you know what you are doing, man. These are very hard to come by, especially including your specifications, and it can get you into a very messy situation.” Julio smiled.

“Thanks, Julio,” Trent replied, “but I think I know what I’m doing.” Trent opened the box.

Inside the box was the embroidered message “Marry Me.” But behind those two powerful words sat an Inamorata engagement ring. This extremely rare ring was made to celebrate the coming of the year 800 A.S., and featured a rather large diamond bordering the inside curve of a gold crescent moon. Only 800 had been made. The year that the ring was made had some significance, being the year that Trent first met Juni, as well as their assistance in saving the colonies from the Nomads.
Trent turned the open box in his hands, noting the pure gold that made up the ring. It was too beautiful to be removed from its resting place. Trent stared at the diamond and smiled. Its tone was a deep blue, exactly the color that he had requested. Juni had always had a thing for blue…
The sound of Julio loudly clearing his throat brought Trent’s attention back away from the ring. Trent closed the box.

“You do remember our agreement, don’t you, Mr. Trent?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thirty thou.” To Trent, Juni was worth much more than money. He pulled out his data pad and the screen flashed red once as Trent paid Julio the money, then he pocketed the ring and left. It was late and he should be getting home.

Trent quietly entered his house, crept to the bedroom, and peeked through the door. He noted with relief that Juni was already in bed, asleep (they had been living together for the past few months). Trent removed the ring’s box from his pocket, held his breath, and tiptoed on in.
Juni had the unusual habit of keeping a small glass of water on her bed stand to hydrate herself when she woke up. Careful not to wake her, Trent removed the glass of water and put the ring in its place. The next morning when Juni would wake up and reach for the water, she would find the ring instead. It would be the most wonderful wake-up call of her life.
Trent got dressed for bed and crawled under she sheets beside Juni, and lightly kissed her forehead. She smiled in her sleep. Trent rolled over and dozed off.

i'll remember that trick

I have noted the apparent lack of replies, so ive decided to release the next chapter early. please tell me what you think.

Chapter 2

Unknown planet, unknown space outside Sirius

Jori-Def-Olen-Nalemo was different than most other members of his species. He was rather small and only thinly built. He never spoke or acted with much enthusiasm, and consequently tended to be quite boring in the company of others. He was, however, quite intelligent, which had given him one of the most honorable duties off the battlefield: gathering Intel. Still, the job was considered pretty pathetic compared with the glory of a front line duty that most of his people eagerly clamored for.
Now Nalemo stood in front of two large metal doors, the only objects that separated him from Selestren-Kulam, leader of their powerful race. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be honored or frightened. Kulam, being the leader of his species, was without question the most glorified figure known, and under normal circumstances most of his people would be extremely humbled to meet such a being. But Kulam had been known to be extremely hostile to anyone that angered him, and with his own two claws would inflict severe, oftentimes fatal injuries to those who got on his bad side.
Nalemo had his hopes up, however, as the news he carried would most certainly please his master. But this didn’t keep him from being nervous.
Extremely nervous.
The doors shuddered and slowly opened with a low groan, revealing a sheet of darkness that engulfed the adjoining room. A deep voice reverberated in Nalemo’s ears.

“Enter”

Nalemo nervously ran a claw through the long silver hair that crept down his neck. He took a deep breath and slowly walked into the darkness that the doors had concealed just moments ago.
As soon as Nalemo cleared the entryway, the heavy doors slammed shut behind him with a loud metallic boom, causing the alien to freeze with fear mid-stride. Nalemo struggled to banish the unpleasant emotion from his thoughts, quickly regained control over his body, and brought himself to a proper stance. Though it was impossible to see anything, the alien glanced about, waiting for something to happen.
A dull light popped on, its rays directed at another creature standing roughly six feet in front of Nalemo, and the being turned to face him. It was Selestren-Kulam.
Nalemo was unprepared for what he saw. Kulam was easily a head taller than what was considered average. Deep grooves ran down his limbs and across his torso, outlining hundreds muscle fibers as the massive things seemingly strained to burst through his brown-grey skin. His long hair was a filthy black and covered the skin on his spine and the back of his forearms, hanging down like moss on a reed.
Kulam flexed his immense jaw muscles as he directed his attention toward Nalemo. “Jori-Def-Olen-Nalemo. What news do you bring me?”

Nalemo’s nervousness subsided a bit as he was finally able to concentrate on his report, and not the creature that stood before him. “Master, the data feed from the probe we sent through the Dom Kavash hypergate has finally been received.”

“Finally,” Kulam thought. “After all this time”. Kulam leaned towards Nalemo slightly as his he became more interested in what the smaller creature had to report. “Were you able to triangulate the signal?”

Nalemo nodded. “Yes, Master.” He then proceeded to conjure a small holographic device and clicked it on. The space between the two aliens filled with small clusters of stars, represented by pinpricks of light in the air. Nalemo pointed a claw at one particular blob of light. “The signal originated from here, Master. Sector 7-R-Kappa, sub-sector G-14-Rho. Data shows a star system, Master.”

“How well is the system guarded?” Kulam asked.

“General scans show numerous enemies, Master, but they are of a different species from the Dom Kavash, and they do not appear to be very advanced. We will be able to take control of the system without much trouble.”

Kulam abruptly reached out and clicked off the hologram. He had heard what he had wanted to hear. A thin smile spread over his elongated jaw. “Excellent. I will rally our soldiers. We have the coordinates to the Dom Kavash empire, and the glory of the kill awaits. Soon the old empire will be transformed into our new military stronghold, and the gods will be appeased.”

Kulam’s smile turned into a serious look on his face and waved the other alien to the doors. “You are dismissed.”

Trying not to look eager to take his leave, Nalemo turned around and left.

Nice Fanfic till now!!!
Want to read more SOON

Chapter 3 is ready to go

Chapter 3

Planet Manhattan, New York System

Juni was still half asleep when she reached for her morning glass of water. Instead her hand fell upon a small, soft box. It felt like velvet.

“What the hell is this?” she thought groggily. She sat up, forced the sleepiness out of her eyes, and held the box in front of her. It was very pretty. Then Juni’s heart leapt as she realized what the box was. She quickly found the seam and opened it.
Juni could not believe her eyes. An Inamorata! She had heard of these beautiful rings, but had never thought she would ever see one, let alone own one. Her eyes took in the spectacle in her hands, turning it slightly to gaze upon it from different angles. Juni then took attention to the words inscribed in front of the ring: ‘Marry Me.’ She tore her gaze away from the inscription and turned to look at Trent, quietly sleeping beside her. The love struck fool! Of course she would marry him! She loved Trent with all her heart. Juni quickly leaned over and began to madly kiss him.

Trent awoke being smothered by Juni’s kisses. At first he was surprised, but was quick to return the favor. He embraced her in his arms, holding her close. They continued kissing for another 40-or-so seconds, when Juni finally pulled back and sat up, propping herself up with her slender arm.

“So,” Trent asked, “What was all that about?”

Juni was somewhat puzzled by the question. Shouldn’t he know? She decided to answer anyways. “I found the ring,” she replied

A recollection of the events of the previous night rushed into Trent’s mind. “Damn,” he thought. “I was hoping that I would be awake before she saw it.” Trent improvised on the situation. “Oh, you did?”
Juni nodded and lay back down in the bed on her side, her face close to Trent’s. The ring was still in her hand. “Mmmm-hmmm” She gazed into his eyes, a smile spreading on her face. But suddenly her eyes narrowed and her voice turned serious. “Is this your way of proposing to me? Or is this one of Tobias’ half-baked stunts?”
Trent hesitated. A truthful answer would fit into both categories. The proposal was real, but it was Tobias who had given him the idea of how to do it. Trent chose his words carefully.
“Why would I joke about something this serious?” He asked, running his fingers through her dark hair. “I love you, Juni. You fill the hole in my heart.” Trent reached down and gently took hold of her hand that held the ring. He slowly brought the box up in front of their faces and opened it towards Juni. “So I ask you: will you marry me?”

Juni was more than satisfied with his answer. She pulled her body up against Trent’s and gave him a very passionate lip-locked kiss. They both then warmly embraced the other in their arms. Juni began to speak softly into Trent’s ear.
“Oh, you know I will, Edison,” she whispered. “I will, I will, I will….”

more next monday!

Woot. I like.

I WANT MORE!!!!!!!!
*sings* Can you feel the love tonight?

Everyone has one...
Some are one.....