Jason Malone stood aboard the newly christened Zuikaku if translated from Japanese it meant Fortunate Crane Jason thought it accurate because he was fortunate to escape from the other Admirals. She is a damn fine ship, Jason paused and took a breath he looked Drake in the eyes, Drake Im sorry this happened I tried to stop them
Drake let a sigh of frustration, Jason, I dont care what happenedafter spilling my blood on the grass of my home for those ungrateful bastardsI dont trust anyone
I can understand that Drake, but I am here to helpthey betrayed us both, if they do this to the most valuable member of the navy what would they do to me? Malone said, I need to stop them before it goes to far
I know exactly what Im going to do, those scum are going to pay for thisI served them for 1000 years and they betray me. Once my ship is ready, I will be paying a visit to Manhattanand dealing with these fools Drake said coldly, his voice was full of menace and rage.
Jason replied quickly to Drake, We cannot go down that road Drake; this doesnt need to be a war.
Its too late Jason, they fired the first shotand now I am beyond prepared to fire back. Drake replied firmly.
Jason couldnt think of the words to saythere was nothing he could say to stop Drakes inevitable rampage, he knew Drake was right though. Sometimes you gotta your hands dirty and deal justice to those who have invoked its wrath. Jason thought
A week passed, Drake had launched from Vespuccihe was on a direct course for Manhattan, after the nomad wars Manhattan was much harder to get close to, but his IFF read Liberty Navy still so he was fine. Drake landed not on a designated zone but on a hillside outside the Liberty political headquarters. Several of the Admiralty were visiting the President no doubt to discuss the ongoing increase in Outcast attacks.something about a Duke named, Bernard Fokke (Nightfall hope you dont mind my referencing you).
Drake had brought with him a high powered sniper rifle; it used tachyon surges to deliver maximum range and lethality. He focused the scope, several figures emerged from the headquarters including those whom had sentenced him to death. And the President herself, he wasnt going to shoot her but the Admirals were going to die
Drake squeezed the trigger on his rifle, a tachyon stream blazed forward from the barrel followed by many others in a flasheight of the fourteen Admirals visiting the President were deadincluding the Secretary of Defense. Drakes rage was enacted he fired one more shot at Jacobi, it hit her in the right hip.
Alarms went off all over the planet Defenders and Guardians were soaring above Manhattan; Drake wasnt getting out without a fight. But he had an ace up his sleeve, being alive for a thousand years had its perkshe knew the vulnerability of every Liberty sensor battery and with the help of his stealth generator he could get out with no trouble. He scrambled to his fighter and practically dove into the cockpit and took off into the sky headed out at full speed, the Antares was awaiting him and his friend John Kyle was ready to get him back to Vespucci. He was amazed by all he saw in orbit over Manhattan, there were at least four Dreadnoughts and an innumerable amount of new Avenger class fighters waiting for him. Drake located the Antares unique IFF and docked aboard it
John Kyle set course for Vespucci not exchanging many words with Drake other than the standard what the hell is going on here
