Earlier in the shift the WV-Everest and I took it upon us to make a routine patrol of the Omicrons, namely Omicron Zeta and Omicron Mu.
At first there were no particular activity standing out, we met a couple of Zoner capital ships in Zeta tending to their own business at Capetown. We continued to Omicron Mu for some reconnaissance and to take the pulse on the Order activity in the area.
Nothing to report, other than their known bases and regular patrols. We went back to Omicron Zeta.
I decided to check on the Zoners around Capetown for any Nomad remains and the WV-Everest went on its own patrol for a while. Everything was quiet at that time. So quiet that I went back to base in Omicron Rho.
That is when the WV-Everest hailed me on the internal comms of Nomad presence in Omicron Zeta. It seemed to me the WV-Everest had been followed from whatever patrol it did in my absence. Then Durban station control alerted me on the open comms and true enough my scanner also showed a Nomad ship closing in.
The WV-Everest reported several Nomad vessels of various size and we were outnumbered. I called on The Core emergency channels while the Nomad in Rho vanished in the cloud towards the Zeta jump hole.
I followed.
More Core compatriots jumped in their ships to join us. I went to the Zeta jump hole with clean scanners and jumped. Not to my knowledge, the WV-Everest jumped to Rho at the same time. Still separated.
I exited the wormhole and the Nomad from before was right in front of me. I yelled at it over the comms in the terms of vermin and cleansing it with fire and I found myself in battle. Several Nomad signatures appeared on my scanners out of nowhere.
A cloaked ambush?
A strange vessel appeared with the other Nomads, named RV-Pennybrooke which seemed human, but told me to die. A Nomad sympathizer? What kind of bizarre thing is this? The only thing worse than the Nomads themselves.
Completely caught up in fighting three, four adversaries I suddenly heard the WV-Everest shouting over the comms to make it towards the re-enforcements. I did what I could, my shield indicator was going up and down. So was the enemies, as my pulse weapons connected time and again on a couple of them between the rocks. Then, among the asteroids I saw the backup arriving, but so did a battleship sized Nomad and I was getting a lot of heat from several directions.
I hate to admit, I was a beaten wolf, chasing away encircling predators trying to finish me off. My vessel took a torpedo.
Hull breach imminent.
I ejected, can't really remember much after that. I woke up on Durban, so I assume someone tractored my escape pod and left me at medical.
I held out as long as I could after the ambush, and thanks to Domino on the WV-Everest and his training recently I at least put up a fight until backup arrived. Word has it we came out on top in the end, that pleases me.
My destroyer vessel active duty time continues with intensity. The Nomad ambush may have gotten the best of my ship, I won't let that happen again. I will not disappoint you.