Twilight Of Peace

[Kane]

Krieg only saw blackness. It was confusing for a moment, then the events started clicking into place. The Chancelor, the AW, the battle... The pistol. Krieg groaned and slowly pulled a hand to his head. The bullet had torn up his skin real good, but the metal plate he had there, a souvenier from his time in the Black Legion when a peice of shrapnel had shattered that part of his skull, had blocked the actual bullet.
Now that i'm alive... through no fault of my own... where am I? He finaly opened his eyes, greeted with the blue glow of a med tank.
He looked around the bay, finaly resting his eyes on the Chancelor beside him. Chancelor! His hand moved sluggeshly through the medical fluid, reaching the surface of the tank towards his Chancelor.
She's still alive... But, where are we? He looked around the bay again, trying to find someone alive. Failing that, he again reached out in front of him and tapped on the glass.

***

The Rhinland fleet in Sigma 17 was decimating the AW fleet. While they were taking down ships, the Rhinlanders concentrated fire was slowly but inevitably working through the AW fleet. The Gunboats forward cannons fired and fired again, bringing more than one ship to it's firey demise. Then a gunship tagged as Feuer showed up.
"Prepare to fire on my mark... Fire!" The new energy cannon, based off of stolen liberty cruiser cannons, spat forth. The high energy beam pounded a cruiser twice the size of Feuer, ripping through the shields and digging a flaming hole through the ship. When the Feuer finaly stopped fireing, the ship in question was holed from bow to stern. The Rhinland fleet was going to win.
"Attention all AW ships! You are outnumbered and outgunned! Surrender now and we will spare your lives! You have 15 seconds to comply!"

***

The Black Legion boarders had a very specific purpose. Once they found a terminal on the ship, they barracaded around it and let a hacker do his or her job. With three hackers all working to the same goal, it was only a matter of time before the codes fell away and they had access to the ship. The first thing done was to deactivate all the turrets. That done, they raided the archives for information on the AW. They took everything; Weapons schematics, ship designs, personel rosters, everything they could get their hands on. And when that was done, there was only one thing to do... Self-destruction.
Two of the boarding squads had another mission. Secure an evac.

"Sir! Glad to have you aboard!" The AW marines on the ship had assembled in the docking bay. It was a mess of fighters, H-fuel, missiles, mines, torps, techs, and debreis.
"Three of the squads are stationary on the ship. The other three are..." A loud explosion cut him off, but this wasn't from the ship-to-ship combat. The doors to the rest of the ship were blown apart, and through the smoke came the Black Legion. Their Hellfire Lazer Rifles let a torrent of deadly energy into the bay. Techs and marines died, h-fuel tanks exploded, missiles and mines detonated, torps were set off, and the Black Legion stormed into the dockign bay. One of the marines grabbed Xizer and dragged him into cover.
"Are here, sir." He smiled wryly. "Guess they don't like us very much."
He peaked over the edge of the spare wing they hid under. "****... They've got cover and I count at least two squads of 'em." He pulled his head back quick when a burst from one of the commandos in question put holes in thwir cover. "D*mn it... We're pinned down sir!"
There was a "Fwomp!" and a missile screamed down the docking bay, impacting into a fighter trying to take off. The ship spun and fell back to the deck plates, the cockpit belching smoke and fire.
"Aww great... They got rocket launchers too!"

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