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Tue Jul 27, 2004 2:46 pm
Ok all. Its 11.40pm here in the UK and i've quickly written chapter 5 to Word so there could be mistakes or holes in the story. I'll reading when i get up in the morning to check and update this when i can. Baecause its late, i apologise if the grammer and punctuation is poor and for any gaps. Hope you all like.
Chapter 5 – Rude Awakening
“DIE SCUM!!” shouted Trent.
Nomad Interceptors surrounded him. Juni and King weren’t going to last much longer either. Space was filled with the enigmatic purple glow of hundreds of Nomad Interceptors and battleships.
“Trent, we need help over here!” Shouted Juni over the comms channel.
“I’m breaking my attack, engaging hostile”
Trent left his target and engaged Juni’s tail.
“Eat this!” Trent fired off a Sunstalker missile and made a direct hit on the interceptor.
“Trent, I need your help over here!” Shouted King.
“I’m sorry Trent. I don’t think we can win this one. Walker what are you doing, you won’t survive that blast, I’m glad you made it back though”
“Juni, what are saying?” said Trent
“Trent I can’t…l..t..mu….l..ge.!!!”
Kings ship went up with an amazing explosion.
“Kinggggg!!!” Shouted Trent.
“Wake up Trent, we’re here!”
“Uh Huh no King no, oh err King?!” Replied Trent in his half dazed state. “What are you doing here?”
“We’re here. Get your stuff ready, we’re meeting Orillion in 10. Are you ok?”
“Yeah. Bad dream that’s all. It seemed so real”
“Welcome to your real nightmare Trent. Come on, we gotta go.”
King ran out of Trents room and made his way to the briefing room.
Trent hadn’t been woken by the rough ride through the hyper gate.
Trent threw on his legendary brown jacket had a quick wash and made his way to the briefing room. King, Juni, Lord Hakkera, Herr Von Claussen, Orillion, Quintaine and Sinclair were all waiting for him.
“Sorry I’m late” said Trent
“That’s ok colonel. Please take a seat”
“Ok. Shall we begin? Since our arrival here, we have conducted scans for Nomad vessels. It appears nobody is home. Long range scans report 12 jump holes leading out of this system. You will split in to three attack groups. Trent and Juni, you will be Alpha, King and Von Claussen, you will be beta and Lord Hakkera and Cobo you will be delta. Your mission is to take preliminary readings of the jump holes in your neural nets. Each attack group is to examine 4 hump holes. We need to know if they are phase aligned, what lies on the other side if possible, and if we can safely pass through them. In the event of hostile contact, you are to proceed back to the Osiris for de-briefing. We can’t afford to lose anybody out there. Is that understood?”
Everyone nodded with approval.
“Good. As always, the equipment dealer here on the Osiris, should be able to help you out with anything you need. Are there any questions?”
The room was quiet.
“Good. Good luck out there people. Dismissed”
Everyone started to file out of the room and made their way to their ships.
“Well, it does look as though we’re partners again” Trent said to Juni.
Juni smiled back at Trent but said nothing. She had been wishing she hadn’t taken that promotion within the LSF.
“What’s wrong?” Trent asked.
“Nothing” replied Juni. “Lets just get to our ships and do this”
Trent and Juni continued down to the docking bay.
Edited by - Bret Bretonian on 7/27/2004 3:51:04 PM
Chapter 5 – Rude Awakening
“DIE SCUM!!” shouted Trent.
Nomad Interceptors surrounded him. Juni and King weren’t going to last much longer either. Space was filled with the enigmatic purple glow of hundreds of Nomad Interceptors and battleships.
“Trent, we need help over here!” Shouted Juni over the comms channel.
“I’m breaking my attack, engaging hostile”
Trent left his target and engaged Juni’s tail.
“Eat this!” Trent fired off a Sunstalker missile and made a direct hit on the interceptor.
“Trent, I need your help over here!” Shouted King.
“I’m sorry Trent. I don’t think we can win this one. Walker what are you doing, you won’t survive that blast, I’m glad you made it back though”
“Juni, what are saying?” said Trent
“Trent I can’t…l..t..mu….l..ge.!!!”
Kings ship went up with an amazing explosion.
“Kinggggg!!!” Shouted Trent.
“Wake up Trent, we’re here!”
“Uh Huh no King no, oh err King?!” Replied Trent in his half dazed state. “What are you doing here?”
“We’re here. Get your stuff ready, we’re meeting Orillion in 10. Are you ok?”
“Yeah. Bad dream that’s all. It seemed so real”
“Welcome to your real nightmare Trent. Come on, we gotta go.”
King ran out of Trents room and made his way to the briefing room.
Trent hadn’t been woken by the rough ride through the hyper gate.
Trent threw on his legendary brown jacket had a quick wash and made his way to the briefing room. King, Juni, Lord Hakkera, Herr Von Claussen, Orillion, Quintaine and Sinclair were all waiting for him.
“Sorry I’m late” said Trent
“That’s ok colonel. Please take a seat”
“Ok. Shall we begin? Since our arrival here, we have conducted scans for Nomad vessels. It appears nobody is home. Long range scans report 12 jump holes leading out of this system. You will split in to three attack groups. Trent and Juni, you will be Alpha, King and Von Claussen, you will be beta and Lord Hakkera and Cobo you will be delta. Your mission is to take preliminary readings of the jump holes in your neural nets. Each attack group is to examine 4 hump holes. We need to know if they are phase aligned, what lies on the other side if possible, and if we can safely pass through them. In the event of hostile contact, you are to proceed back to the Osiris for de-briefing. We can’t afford to lose anybody out there. Is that understood?”
Everyone nodded with approval.
“Good. As always, the equipment dealer here on the Osiris, should be able to help you out with anything you need. Are there any questions?”
The room was quiet.
“Good. Good luck out there people. Dismissed”
Everyone started to file out of the room and made their way to their ships.
“Well, it does look as though we’re partners again” Trent said to Juni.
Juni smiled back at Trent but said nothing. She had been wishing she hadn’t taken that promotion within the LSF.
“What’s wrong?” Trent asked.
“Nothing” replied Juni. “Lets just get to our ships and do this”
Trent and Juni continued down to the docking bay.
Edited by - Bret Bretonian on 7/27/2004 3:51:04 PM
Tue Jul 27, 2004 4:24 pm
First off, I am wondering why people are flaming him for this excellent work. This is a great story! Keep it coming-The suspense in killing me!
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Me: "It hurts, doctor."
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