Sun Aug 08, 2004 8:19 am by bret bretonian
Right ok. I acually had this afternoon free and have been able to dedicate the last couple of hours to fan fic time. Let me know your thoughts on this one. I had a few ways i could of gone with this chapter. Once again though thank you for the great feedback. As i also said, chapter 10 is longggg. so i hope you all like it as much as i enjoyed writing this chapter.
Chapter 10 – Unlikely Alliance
Trent awoke to find himself in a large room surrounded by large humanoid figures. The bright light shining directly in his face obscured their features.
“Where am I? What happened?” mumbled Trent.
“You are safe” replied a strange voice. It was almost as if the reply from the beings was direct in his mind.
“Who are you?” asked Trent.
“We are the ancients, the creators of the ones you seek. We are Dom Kavash”
Trent was unsure as to whether he should be excited or afraid. After all, he was in the presence of not only a highly evolved alien species, but also the creators of the Nomads.
“What am I doing here?”
“Our auto defences captured you and your ship for study. We had no records of your species in our logs. In our great sleep, our ship will capture and study unknown beings and materials for research”
“What do you plan on doing with me” Trent asked.
“We have already concluded our scans. We have the ability to read your mind and adapt”
“Then is you have finished, why am I being held here”
“We require your species assistance”
“With what?” asked Trent.
“Over 1000 years ago, we left our home in the place you call Sirius, to further ourselves in the galaxy and to explore unknown worlds. We had lived in peace for millennia, evolving to what stands here before you. We created the ones you call Nomads to protect our home from expanding alien beings. To awake if they got close to our Hyper gate system. They were a precautionary measure and upon our return home, were to be destroyed. Unfortunately, your species awoke them. The Nomads were bred to be a highly aggressive and highly adaptive species that could easily overwhelm any obstacle in their way. 2 years ago, upon your activation of the hyper gate system, you sent them through here. No precautionary measures were taken and the Nomads consider all beings to be hostile. Including us, their creators.”
“And what do you need our help for then? Your far more advanced than we are.”
“When we left, we travelled deep into space, encountering many forms of alien life and civilisations. Our long voyage through space took its toll on our species and our numbers have dwindled. There is now only a small fraction of our species left. Since you awoke the Nomads, they have been spreading like disease across these systems. They have evolved quickly and aggressively and their numbers are far greater than ours. For creating the Nomads, we have unleashed a great plague upon the world. We must destroy this threat but we cannot engage the Nomads alone. Years of peace have made us weak and inexperienced in battle. Your species are experienced and you have the numbers”
“What if we refuse?”
“You cannot. Your technology is weak in comparison to ours. If the Nomads sent through a huge fleet, your species would not survive. We will share technology for your help”
The bright light in Trent’s face turned off. The faces of the beings in front of him came in to focus. Huge, thin blue skinned creatures. Their heads were large with big red eyes. There faces were scale like.
The green pulsating glow that Trent had got used turned red and was almost like an alarm.
“We have a Nomad fleet on our long range scans and are approaching rapidly. We require your assistance immediately.”
“Ok get me to my ship”
The Dom Kavash led Trent out of the room he was being held in back to the docking bay where his Anubis was waiting. Dom Kavash pilots were scrambling to fighters that hadn’t been there from when Trent arrived.
The huge docking bay doors opened and 25 Dom Kavash fighters, including Trent left the docking bay anxiously awaiting the Nomad fleet.
Trent turned his Anubis to face the structure he had just left. In front of him was the most magnificent ship he had ever seen. It’s was a gleaming dark blue and Trent could make out many weapons. The ship was at least 3 times the size of the Osiris.
When the Nomads came in to sight, the colour of space turned purple as the Nomad fleet advanced. Trent hadn’t seen this many Nomads for two years since The Order attacked the Nomad home world in Sirius.
The Dom Kavash fighters engaged the Nomad fleet. Trent followed suit.
The Nomads were plentiful. Two Nomad Battleships, five gunboats and at least 50 Interceptors made up the Nomad fleet.
Trent started firing his Death Hands at one of the Interceptors with frightening accuracy, with each shot pounding the hull of the targeted Nomad Interceptor.
The Dom Kavash pilots were not so skilled. The Nomads took out 4 of the fighters with relative ease and the big plasma weapon on the Dom Kavash battleship was useless with smaller craft. Trent’s Anubis started to take punishment as well. Three nomad interceptors were on his tail and he couldn’t shake them.
Trent started evasive manoeuvres and he could see a couple more of the Dom Kavash fighters get destroyed.
Trent was getting more and more frustrated at being unable to lose the Nomad Interceptors when suddenly two of the Interceptors went up in purple dust.
“We heard you and your friends needed some help”
It was Juni over the Comms channel.
“Damn, am I glad to hear your voice!” said Trent with excitement. “But how did you…?”
“No time to explain Trent, we will talk on the Osiris”
Herr Von Claussen, King, Kress and Lord Hakkera had accompanied Juni along with three fighter wings.
“Engaging Hostiles!” shouted Juni. “Von Claussen, King, take your wings and concentrate your fire on the Nomad Battleships!”
Von Claussen's wing broke its attack pattern and engaged one of the Nomad battleships.
“Fire!” shouted Von Claussen.
Von Claussen’s wing fired off a missile salvo. Each sunslayer made contact with the battleship and tore it apart.
Kings wing had followed suit quickly disabling the last battleship.
“Juni, I still have a Nomad on my tail!” shouted Trent.
Juni disengaged her target and locked on to Trent’s tail.
Juni’s favoured Magma Hammer turret pounded the interceptor.
“I’ve got a lock, firing missile”
Juni’s sunstalker missile made a direct hit on the interceptor reducing it to nothing.
The Order fighters, along with the remaining Dom Kavash quickly overwhelmed the Nomads.
“Thank you Juni” said Trent. “So, how did you find me?”
“Don’t mention it. I have contacted Orillion and the Osiris will be here shortly. We will talk about it there.”
All will be revealed in chapters 9 and 10
