Different style to the ones I'm used to, but nonetheless a very good fanfic...or fanfic remake....whatever....
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My first story, completely redone.
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Wed Nov 30, 2005 5:51 pm
"Juni! Watch out! I see Red Hessians on an intercept course. They're using those strange ships again. I'm scanning them."
"Right. I'll engage them."
"Holy ****! They're using Nomad weapons!"
"What??? Nomad weapons?? We have to get out of here!"
"No disputes here. Let's go! We have to tell Orillion."
Trent and Juni ran from the battle. They activated their cruise engines and headed for the Sigma-17 jumphole. From there they landed on Planet Kurile and contacted Orillion.
"Orillion! You won't believe this- we were just attacked by Red Hessians also using Nomad weapons!"
"Unbelievable. I'm now sending agents to investigate the Hessian bases. Where were you just now?"
"Omicron Theta. They were also using some strange ships. Not Nomad ships, but ships with the texture of Border Worlds fighters. They looked like a mixture between an Eagle and Titan."
"I'm starting to get the feeling that the Nomads are back. Orillion out."
"Juni, remember when you were attacked on Manhattan? I think you were attacked by a Nomad."
"I don't think so. That bastard's eyes weren't glowing."
"Damn. I think I got it. They might have genetically altered themselves to hide themselves. But why wouldn't they disguise their weapons as well?"
"Maybe because the Nomads aren't back. We'll wait for Orillion to investigate this matter." She kissed Trent.
"I hope they aren't, Juni. The last time they were here I almost turned into space dust. I wouldn't want that to happen to you."
"Likewise, Trent."
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You know its Tuesday when you see underwear stuck to your ceiling
Edited by - RioteerRNC on 11/30/2005 5:51:49 PM
"Right. I'll engage them."
"Holy ****! They're using Nomad weapons!"
"What??? Nomad weapons?? We have to get out of here!"
"No disputes here. Let's go! We have to tell Orillion."
Trent and Juni ran from the battle. They activated their cruise engines and headed for the Sigma-17 jumphole. From there they landed on Planet Kurile and contacted Orillion.
"Orillion! You won't believe this- we were just attacked by Red Hessians also using Nomad weapons!"
"Unbelievable. I'm now sending agents to investigate the Hessian bases. Where were you just now?"
"Omicron Theta. They were also using some strange ships. Not Nomad ships, but ships with the texture of Border Worlds fighters. They looked like a mixture between an Eagle and Titan."
"I'm starting to get the feeling that the Nomads are back. Orillion out."
"Juni, remember when you were attacked on Manhattan? I think you were attacked by a Nomad."
"I don't think so. That bastard's eyes weren't glowing."
"Damn. I think I got it. They might have genetically altered themselves to hide themselves. But why wouldn't they disguise their weapons as well?"
"Maybe because the Nomads aren't back. We'll wait for Orillion to investigate this matter." She kissed Trent.
"I hope they aren't, Juni. The last time they were here I almost turned into space dust. I wouldn't want that to happen to you."
"Likewise, Trent."
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You know its Tuesday when you see underwear stuck to your ceiling
Edited by - RioteerRNC on 11/30/2005 5:51:49 PM
Fri Dec 09, 2005 5:14 pm
Trent's neural net communicator beeped. It was Orillion.
"Orillion? What's wrong?"
"Trent, you and Colonel Zane are to go to the Osiris immediately. I'm giving you a set of coordinates."
"Are the Nomads back?"
"As we feared, they are. You will be briefed on this matter at the Osiris." Trent turned his communicator off. Juni walked over to him.
"Trent, why did Orillion call?"
"We have to go to the Osiris immediately. Orillion is waiting for us."
"I don't understand. Why?"
"The Nomads are back."
"Holy crap. That would explain the strange things that are happening." They both got to their ships and launched. They headed to the Omicron Gamma jumphole. After they cleared, they headed to the Omicron Minor jumphole. After they got to Omicron Minor, they saw the Osiris nearby. They docked with it.
"Trent, Colonel Zane, we have a briefing to attend. Let's go."
"It's just Juni." Orillion walked them to a holograph projector.
"This is a Nomad installation, in Omega-11."
"Omega-11? That radiation hell?"
"Yes. The Nomads have complete control over the Red Hessians. The Hessians are known as a powerful criminal organization. The Nomads have also created a cloning device. The Hessian numbers are now staggering."
"Orillion? What's wrong?"
"Trent, you and Colonel Zane are to go to the Osiris immediately. I'm giving you a set of coordinates."
"Are the Nomads back?"
"As we feared, they are. You will be briefed on this matter at the Osiris." Trent turned his communicator off. Juni walked over to him.
"Trent, why did Orillion call?"
"We have to go to the Osiris immediately. Orillion is waiting for us."
"I don't understand. Why?"
"The Nomads are back."
"Holy crap. That would explain the strange things that are happening." They both got to their ships and launched. They headed to the Omicron Gamma jumphole. After they cleared, they headed to the Omicron Minor jumphole. After they got to Omicron Minor, they saw the Osiris nearby. They docked with it.
"Trent, Colonel Zane, we have a briefing to attend. Let's go."
"It's just Juni." Orillion walked them to a holograph projector.
"This is a Nomad installation, in Omega-11."
"Omega-11? That radiation hell?"
"Yes. The Nomads have complete control over the Red Hessians. The Hessians are known as a powerful criminal organization. The Nomads have also created a cloning device. The Hessian numbers are now staggering."
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