Mon Nov 29, 2004 8:12 pm by Centurus
Chapter 1
Three Outcast Saber’s flew through the cold space of Omicron Beta. Lieutenant Hector Rodriguez may have been newly promoted, but none doubted his skills and fearlessness. He had led many raiding parties to victory as he did this one. The raiding party was bringing H-Fuel that they took from an unsuspecting GMG convoy to Malta. As they were nearing Ruiz the lieutenant decided to check in.
“This is Raiders Delta 9 to Ruiz Base we are checking in please respond.” When they got no reply he tried again. “Ruiz this is Raiders Delta 9 please respond.” Again he got no response, so he decided to go check it out.
As they were nearing the location of Ruiz he decided to try again. “Ruiz this is Outcast Raiders Del. . . OH MY GOD!”
Ruiz or what was left of it was lying in pieces, they could see part of a turret, a dagger split cleanly in half as though cut by a knife, but what got them the most were the bodies. Over 5,000 bodies were drifting through space around all the debris.
“N-n-no this can’t be. Who could do this? Who would do this?” Hector shook himself out of his daze long enough to realize that they had to report this to Malta. They powered up their cruise engines and left the destruction behind them and headed to the Omicron Alpha jump hole.
They reached the jump hole and jumped from one hellish nightmare to another.
They entered into a scene of chaos. Outcast fighters were in dogfights with several strange craft and some not so strange around Malta and the surrounding space. Hector could make out several of the Nomad fighters and a few Nomad battleships. But the other fighters he could not tell what they where.
Hector wasted no time jumping straight into the fray. He quickly destroyed two Nomad fighters and lightly damaging a battleship. Hector could see that the fight was to evenly matched. While the Sabers were kicking ass and taking names, the Stilettos were steadily losing ground, and the Daggers were getting killed left and right.
After what seemed like an eternity of fighting the Outcasts finally destroyed all the strange alien craft but it came at a heavy price. Only 94 ships remained of the hundreds that existed hours before. All the ships just sat in space wondering what just happened. They would have stayed that way until someone came on the radio congratulating them on their bravery. Then everyone started talking at once.
“Wow! Did you see that?”
“I can’t believe it!”
“What the hell just happened?”
It would have continued forever if a general hadn’t came on the radio saying
“Everyone shut up! Half of you land on Malta for repairs the rest of you can go to Ruiz and get repairs there.”
“Uh Sir. I thought you knew?”
“Knew what?”
“Ruiz is gone. Some of those Nomads or whatever they are must have gotten through to Ruiz.”
“But that’s impossible, we let none of them escape.”
“Well if they didn’t destroy Ruiz. Then who did?”
Edited by - Centurus on 11/29/2004 8:14:45 PM
