The Second Great War
cshank4
Join Date: 2003-02-11 Member: 13425Members
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<div class="IPBDescription">Starcraft meets NS again ^_^</div> <i><span style='font-family:Geneva'>
Location: Cappela System
Sender: Admrl. James Horn
Recipient: Cptn. Bill Cutro
Topic: We have a problem.
Attachment: /trans/comm.
Encryption: Epsilion-Zeta.
Loading Message.... Done!
Hello, Captain. As you know, you're ship has been assigned to inspect some strange gravitational fluxes in the Cappela System, along with the TSAS Horris and the TSAS Mercadier.
At around 1900 hours Zulu time we lost communication with the Mercadier. A large gravity flux was the root of the problem, the flux resembled a blackhole. Approximately one and a half days after losing contact we recieved this a strange message (see attachment).
A ship that loosely resembles Terran design was the origin of this message. Her IFF is surprisingly readable and is dubbed the 'TCS Liberator'. What we got in response to our questionary hails came as sort of a.... surprise, yes thats a good word. The other ship's crew were... Terran, yes amazing isn't it?
The commander of the vessel claims there navigation components were shot after a battle with something they call the 'Zerg'. And they ended up in a nebula where they hit what they call a 'jump node'.
We have assigned our best military commanders, naval officers, and high ranking staff to hold a... 'diplomatic meeting' with the other Terrans. You have been selected as one of the Ambassadors. You will report to the Horris in 12 hours. That is all.
Message End. Have a nice day!</span></i>
Captain Cutro stood up from his computer terminal and rubbed his eyes. He glanced at the Chronometer mounted next to a picture of his wife and son. His gaze shifted fromt he clock to the picture and he stood there smiling while looking at it.
'It's funny' he though out loud. 'How can I smile when we're losing a war against an alien race, and we've just contacted another race of human?'
He was snapped out of his meditation when the PA by his door buzzed loudly followed by a distorted voice.
'Cap'n we got about 30 minutes till the shuttle to the Horris docks. Pack you're things, cos' we're outta' here.'
Cutro sighed as he recognized who called him. Sergeant Leo 'Haywire' Astari of the 19th 'Helljumpers' squad. He was a general goof off, but he was reliable wich was how he became a sergeant in the Frontiersmen.
***
The tiny Bastion-Class dropship glid into the docking bay of TSA Horris. Cutro noticed a very awkward looking shuttle, about as big as the dropship he was riding in, it was docked, its boarding ramp was extended to the ground and... what looked like robots were really human males in armor. Two of them stood there playing cards, and winning by the looks of it, with 3 frontiersmen.
Cutro had to chuckle to himself at the ironacy of it all.
'Here we were, searching for some miracle to help us combat the Kahraa and we get stuck with these guys.' he mused to no one in particular. 'I resent that very much.' A thick russian accent snapped Cutro up and to attention without even looking. Cutro heard 'ADMIRAL ON DEEEEYACH. EEEETENSHUN!' being screamed from one of his marines and one of the other human Marines in unison. All the marines behind Cutro stood to attention.
'Ah, Captain Cutro, is it?'
'Yes, sir.'
'At ease soldier.'
Cutro relaxed a little bit.
'I am Admiral Perry B. Monev, of the 20th Terran Confederation Naval Forces. Glad to make you'r aquaintance.'
Monev extended a hand wich Cutro took and shook.
Part one is done. I know my grammer and stuff isn't perfect but I'm writing this after only having 3 hours of sleep and playing NS for 13 hours straight O_O. What do ya all think? (big battle scene plus a lil plot twist tommorow)
Location: Cappela System
Sender: Admrl. James Horn
Recipient: Cptn. Bill Cutro
Topic: We have a problem.
Attachment: /trans/comm.
Encryption: Epsilion-Zeta.
Loading Message.... Done!
Hello, Captain. As you know, you're ship has been assigned to inspect some strange gravitational fluxes in the Cappela System, along with the TSAS Horris and the TSAS Mercadier.
At around 1900 hours Zulu time we lost communication with the Mercadier. A large gravity flux was the root of the problem, the flux resembled a blackhole. Approximately one and a half days after losing contact we recieved this a strange message (see attachment).
A ship that loosely resembles Terran design was the origin of this message. Her IFF is surprisingly readable and is dubbed the 'TCS Liberator'. What we got in response to our questionary hails came as sort of a.... surprise, yes thats a good word. The other ship's crew were... Terran, yes amazing isn't it?
The commander of the vessel claims there navigation components were shot after a battle with something they call the 'Zerg'. And they ended up in a nebula where they hit what they call a 'jump node'.
We have assigned our best military commanders, naval officers, and high ranking staff to hold a... 'diplomatic meeting' with the other Terrans. You have been selected as one of the Ambassadors. You will report to the Horris in 12 hours. That is all.
Message End. Have a nice day!</span></i>
Captain Cutro stood up from his computer terminal and rubbed his eyes. He glanced at the Chronometer mounted next to a picture of his wife and son. His gaze shifted fromt he clock to the picture and he stood there smiling while looking at it.
'It's funny' he though out loud. 'How can I smile when we're losing a war against an alien race, and we've just contacted another race of human?'
He was snapped out of his meditation when the PA by his door buzzed loudly followed by a distorted voice.
'Cap'n we got about 30 minutes till the shuttle to the Horris docks. Pack you're things, cos' we're outta' here.'
Cutro sighed as he recognized who called him. Sergeant Leo 'Haywire' Astari of the 19th 'Helljumpers' squad. He was a general goof off, but he was reliable wich was how he became a sergeant in the Frontiersmen.
***
The tiny Bastion-Class dropship glid into the docking bay of TSA Horris. Cutro noticed a very awkward looking shuttle, about as big as the dropship he was riding in, it was docked, its boarding ramp was extended to the ground and... what looked like robots were really human males in armor. Two of them stood there playing cards, and winning by the looks of it, with 3 frontiersmen.
Cutro had to chuckle to himself at the ironacy of it all.
'Here we were, searching for some miracle to help us combat the Kahraa and we get stuck with these guys.' he mused to no one in particular. 'I resent that very much.' A thick russian accent snapped Cutro up and to attention without even looking. Cutro heard 'ADMIRAL ON DEEEEYACH. EEEETENSHUN!' being screamed from one of his marines and one of the other human Marines in unison. All the marines behind Cutro stood to attention.
'Ah, Captain Cutro, is it?'
'Yes, sir.'
'At ease soldier.'
Cutro relaxed a little bit.
'I am Admiral Perry B. Monev, of the 20th Terran Confederation Naval Forces. Glad to make you'r aquaintance.'
Monev extended a hand wich Cutro took and shook.
Part one is done. I know my grammer and stuff isn't perfect but I'm writing this after only having 3 hours of sleep and playing NS for 13 hours straight O_O. What do ya all think? (big battle scene plus a lil plot twist tommorow)
Comments
large bold italic font hurts TAK's eyes and makes him not want to read fan-fic
*cough* might be good idea to change that *cough*
other than the first part which I skipped due to font it looks good
Someone doesnt watch much Sci-Fi do they?
Navy = ships.
Army = troops.
Air Force/ space force/ fighter corps etc = fighters (usually navy)
edit
Space 2063 (german)
Space - Above and Beyond
USA, 1995-1996
^that one ? because I remember it all being navy in space likeish... whatever...
...
its like 2500-2800 or something in that...yea. too lazy to refernce my manual...and i tend to remeber only weapon spec numbers, not dates.
HMmmm the book was I think around 400 some pages long and its about 50 times better then the movie (and I love the movie).
j/k its nice
'Captain, the Zerg... they must have followed us... but the ships look like a new strain of species...' the young man said in a bairley audible tone.
As soon as he finished one of the TSA Spec. Ops. ran into the room
'People, we got Khaara inbound in sector G-13 everyone to Combat Stations!'
The lights dimmed to a dark red colour and klaxons blared. The Terrans Confederations first contact with Kharaa was at hand.
***
The huge organic ships of the Kharaa moved through space like sea mosnters of olden days. Thousands of tiny dots broke off from the mane ships... Boomers. Boomers were the Kharaas equivalant of Fighters, they looked like bats from earth only they shot acid globs wich could eath thru any ships armor in a matter of seconds.
Lieutenant Ace 'Maverick' Johnson ran down the hallway of the massive battlecruiser torwards the Wraith Launch Bay. An engineer handed him his flight helmet wich had rows after rows of Mutalisk and Scourge icons painted on it.
'Ready to kick some Zerg ****, sir?!' The technician inquired
Ace smirked 'Dude, I could do this till I'm dead and buried and God almighty'd have to use all his power to hold me back from killin some more of these ****!' With that he climbed the ladder to his Wraith's c0ckpit (censor) and started the ignition sequence.
Ace spoke into his headset 'All squadmembers, whats your status?'
'Omega 1, Green'
'Omega 2 here, Im ready to do or die.'
Omega 3, sir, I got all systems prepped.'
'Lets give some back then!'
The four omega squad wraiths were the first fighters away from the fleet. They streaked past the Capital Ships and torwards the massive Khaara fleet, yelling an inaudible warcry.
***
'All hands prepare to be boarded, Khaara troop transports have gotten past our defences. I repeat all hands prepare to be boarded.'
Leo and his squad of TSA Marines jogged down the corridor to the nearest Airlock. Some confederate marines tagged along, there massive armor and weaponry could probably kill any khaara in a few minutes.
'Awroight boys and gels we gots some uglies gonna come down this hallway, less show em how the TSA fights!'
The marines hid behind pillars... The airlock's door started to fold in on itself and scrieches could be heard on the other side. An audible <i>Tsak</i> was heard from behind Leo, he spun around and saw only a Confederate marine who was holding somkething to his arm, he notcied all of them doing that.
The door banged inward followed by about 10 dog sized creatures.
'OPEN FIRE!' Shouted Leo. the RAT TAT TATs of the TSA Light Machine Guns and the BOOM BANGs of the Confederate C-402 Guass Rifle was all that could be heard. Leo watched as a soldier, a female on, near the airlock took a glob of acide from a lucky gorge int he face, he looked away and continued firing at the skulks.
****
'Omega 1, roll hard!'
'I can't.... shake.... 'im! AR-'
Omega 1's wriath was turned into a miniature sun, complete with its own orbiting ring of debris, from a acid glob.
'All fighters break off Interception, go for the biggest ship you can find on Radar, its got the hives in it!'
Ace felt rather then heard the acknowledges of the fighter pilots. The Wraiths easily overshot the TSA Interceptors and cruised in on the Hive-Ship.
Ace kept his hand light on the steering yoke and smiled as a tone filled his ears, he had a missile lock. He squeezed a button on the top of the yoke and 4 missiles flew at the massive ship.
16 explosions errupted on the balooned creatures hull, and it started to implode. Dead kaahra workers and equipment floated out thru the holes. The TSA Interceptors each fired a huge tactical nuke missile. The gigantic ship exploded in a brialliant flash mixed with blood and vital organs.
'YEEEEEEHAW!' Ace shouted over all frequancies. He noticed that all of the Boomers and ships were dead in space too... frozen. 'Thats odd...'
'All craft return to your ships.'
***
The battle inside however was far from over. Skulks lept and bit at anything that moved. Leo watched as one of the massive Confederate marines got his face ripped in half by a lucky skulk, the skulk had been killed but the marine was dieing. Leo knew he was beyond saving he drew his pistol and pointed it at the marine, who smiled even thru his pain in thanks, he emptied a shell into him and ended his suffering, then spun around and emtpied the rest of the clip into a skulk that was running on the wall.
'All marines prepare for sector lockdown.' came a voice over the headset in his helmet.
The marines fell well back of the airlock as a massive blast door slid infront of it.
'What the frag is goin on?' One Confederate marine asked.
A TSA soldier, Private Jenkins turned to him 'Just listen!'
A loud FWOOSH followed by screams came from behind the blast doors.
'Flamethrowers are fun!' One Soldier remarked casually and lit a cigarette.
The battle was won.
Interlude: Resurection from fire.
The rusted red coloured sand was stirred in small tornados by the harsh desert wind. The eternal sands of Kelmoria, the most prosperous planet probably in the galaxy. The sandstorm was broken occasionaly by dog sized shadows, which, instead of ran, bunny hopped.
Selis 'Juggernaught' Mokle, a Terran Goliath pilot looked out from his mech's command port and sighed heavily...
'Why do we fight... hell I'm only 15 and I'm in a God Damned war..... Why do we fight, why don't we accept fate and give in? Why are we so damned stubborn!?' He said to no one while piloting his Goliath forward. He remembred the drafting, him and his friends.... so ecstatic they were gonna get a chance to fire a gun, to kill one of the lil freaks that killed freaking worlds with no remorse, he remembred how he watched his friends die by human hands because they weren't 'made for' military life... he remembred the live fire courses, watching his own brother die because the instructors wanted them to see the 'real thing'.
A single tear rolled down his cheek as he piloted his mech forward, not caring where he went. His com-set buzzed.
'TG-19 Where are you going?'
He remembered the one girl that showed him love... even if it was only at 14 years old it was still love... be killed by Zerg. He failed to protect her, he should have put her on the dropship infront of himself.... took the hydralisks spike instead of her... why didn't he?
'That's why I fight....for revenge... but...why do I KEEP fighting? Is there something better for me? When I die... I die... there is no future after death... is there?'
'Repeat that TG-19? You're moving out of Com range....'
More silence
'All units, TG-19 has gone AWOL, bring him back dead or alive.'
'Jug, finally snapped!'
'Damn young'ns always do... snap or become psychotic Zerg Killin Machines.'
The massive Goliath's shape parted the swirling sands, the other goliath's pursuing it. Selis didn't care, he wanted out. Out of the war, away from all the people, away from all the hate, the uncaring. He remembered how while he was crying over his dead girlfriend and friends the marines onboard the ship laughed at him.
'You'll get used to it, kid.' The only compassion he had gotten was from a firebat... He had said you'd get used to it... How can you?
'I'll never get used to it... never... It doesn't matter how hard I've tried, I'll never get used to the fact, that while I sit here safe and cozy I can witness someones father.... mother... son... daughter... someone who had a future, die. We dont have futures though... unless being assimilated by the zerg...'
He smashed his hand against the bulkhead of his goliath.
'Ya know... I think you passed that mountain about 6 times already...' A voice whispered in his ear.
'The hell?!' He spun around and saw a girl sitting next to his command chair, rougly 16 years old. 'Who the hell are you?! And wha-what are you doing here!?'
'One, I am you'r supieor... I am you'r commander Ellyssa Rankin. Two, Ive been here the whole time.' She tapped her belt wich had the symbol for cloak on it. Hello, Selis... you remember me.'
'E-El-Elly!?'
'Thats right...'
'B-bu-but but... you-'
'Died?'
'Yeah...'
'No... I hid, the zerg couldn't find me... A Clean Up Crews dropship found me... I'm a Ghost now...'
Selis stopped his mech and looked at her... hte blonde hair that fell to her shoulders. The sea-grey eyes that took in everything about you in one glance.... and showed love int he process, the thin lips wich were pale. It was her... she was back.... resurected.
'I... don't... know.. what to... say?'
'I can read you'r thoughts Selis... don't worry...it's gonna be okay'
The goliaths aproached Selis' and shone a spotlight over it, the canopy glass automaticaly tinted to the brightness.
'Command, this is TG-19' Selis spoke over the comset while holding Ellyssa in an embrace. 'I'm back in action and ready to kick some zerg carapace.'
'Ya hear that command! Jug is back and ready to kill!'
'Told ya them young'ns become killin machines usually.'
****
Selis sighed and spoke into Ellyssa's ear, 'This is why I fight now...'
'How is that possible, sir?' Leo walked into the room and slung a Guass rifle across his back.
'Our scientists figured out that the Zerg do not grow there own species... instead they assimilate races designed to serve what needs the hive needs. We believe that during the early Zerg assimilating process that maybe, just maybe, a Zerg 'Harvester' ship came through something like us. In the years that followed they found races in your galaxy who fitted there needs and evolved in to the Kahraa.' He stopped and let it sink in, then turned to Captain Cutro. 'Sir, what bit you was what our forces call a Zergling and you might want to see one of our medics about the venom...'
Cutro winced and excused himself as he left the confrence room.
'Admiral Monev, how are you terrans, and we're terrans but we never knew about each other?' Horn asked.
'Well... it isn't something to be proud of probably but. A couple hundred of years ago, before the Zerg, before the Clan Wars, our forefathers were exiled by the rest of the Terrans. We rebuilt ourselfs from ractically the 21st century. You are the remenants of the Earthlings that sent us to space.... But past be forgotten. I have sent a message to Tarsonis, our capital world, about all of this... they are going to send any ships htey can spare from the frontlines, they have also found a way to open a jump node between our two galaxies. People, this may be the turning point of both our wars.'
***********
'Room secure, sir!' A gruff voice filled the massive organic hallway and every marine's headset. 'People spread out and search, shoot anything that moves and isnt a terran... dman I hate telling my recruits to shoot at anything and kill someone n our freakin side.'
'Dang how did I get in this chicken **** outfit?!' A TSA marine remarked cooly to Confederate. 'This armor is huge. And this gun could prolly bring down a dropship.' The confederate looked at him and smiled, he had about 5 teeth missing and he was bald 'Thats da point, boy. Bring down the dropship, dont have to mess with any ****.'
Spotlights swept the hallway, if thats what you could call it. Periodic checks of rooms, and other coorridors proved clear.
'Kay, boys. INTEL wants a few Zergy things carcasses and for us to blow up this hellhole.' Two marines came through the hole where the dropship had docked, carrying a large crate between them. Two mroe marines went aboard the dropship carrying Skulk and gorge carcasse's on there back.
A marine in yellow armor opened the case, there, in ice, laid a large time bomb.... and 14 bottles of Beer. 'Drink up, boys, and thank God for cold fusion, eheh.'
*****
A large flash was seen in space as the hive ship was destroyed and the tiny spot of the dropship rushing back to the massive battlecruiser.
'In the pipe five by five' the pilot said over the comm unit 'this is Maverick, requesting docking clearence to bring in some drunken marines.'
'Welcome back, Ace, dang can't believe you actually opted to fly that bucket.'
'She handles like a capital ship but hey, I got free beer didnt I?'
The dropship docked with the Liberator and the marines came off, some staggering, some crawling, others looped around eachothers shoulders singing war songs.
*****
kay guys sorry for the short chapter too tired to make it any longer. Bye bye.
That is mainly due to me being drunk off of doctor pepper Wooooooooo. I can see my hand!
The chapter before this one was an Interlude nothing to do witht he story just something for me to let my angst out and my best friend is named Ellyssa and shes always there for me (Any of Elly's relatives who may be reading thios tell her I said thank you)
NEXT CHAPTER! More SC quote, Leo falls... for a fade? Cutro gets blown to smithereens and two skulks have a mind boggling conversation!
Oh...well...I suppose I could wait untill then...
/me head explodes from the pressure of waiting so long
I mean, this is a really good piece of work you have here.
It brought back my willingness for writing stories.....
(<i>opens word and starts writing down some things</i>)
And can we really post stories cshank4??? I mean, I wouldn't get to be as good as you, but it would be fun!! <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->
I mean, this is a really good piece of work you have here.
It brought back my willingness for writing stories.....
(<i>opens word and starts writing down some things</i>)
And can we really post stories cshank4??? I mean, I wouldn't get to be as good as you, but it would be fun!! <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo--> <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
Yeah feel free to add chapters if it goes along with my main plot <!--emo&:)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/smile.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='smile.gif'><!--endemo-->.
thanks for the support, sorry Ive been gone my girlfriend is having some family problems and so am I, my brother tried to commit suicide and stuff so yeah not pretty but im back with da flak.
On this one Im gonna be throwing in some AVP (God I love those games) technology.
Chapter: The wicked bitc h of the west (sorry couldnt help it lol)
Leo lay awake on his bunk, staring up at the cieling bulkheads. He clenched his fist and slammed it down on the matress again.
'Damn this. We have two alien races fighting against us now. Atleast... we have the confederates to help us... but still.'
He closed his eyes and he suddenly heard a soft beeping coming from the bulkhead near the doorway.
'Damn...'
He got up and walked over to a screen set int he wall, he pressed a yellow button on the side. The blackened screen was replaced with a women who had short curly black hair and would be considered drop dead sexy if it wern't for the long red scar down her right cheek.
'Sergeant,' she spoke with a slovakian accent 'we have a problem...'
'Oh?'
'Yes... keep this quiet and get your squad ready... one of the alien ships have made contact with the Zerg on the planet LV-1109, you and two of our squads are going to try and neutralize the hives before it poses a threat. Report to the Liberator's hangar on the double. Dunya, out.'
The womens face became a blizzard of static and a loud 'KRSHK' filled the room, Leo cut the comm line and grabbed his customized MMG-29.
The MMG is a medium machine gun, it can fire 'smart' bullets wich have a primitive lock on feature. It has a clip of 75 bullets, so it's pretty good for supressive firing. Leo's was named 'Momma'.
***************
'Awright, apes, get ready to bail out, we're going in hot as hell and cool as ice.'
Leo dropped the faceplate over his large power armor and noticed the rest of the marines in the cramped cabin do the same.
'Men, I don't like doin this but ya' know I gotta'. Some of you arn't going to make it back, some of you are going to crippled, maimed, and everything else imaginable.' he looked around at every soldier he could see. 'Make me proud and I'll buy some vodka for everyone.'
The floor suddenly dropped away and Leo found himself free-falling to earth, the armor's jump jets engaged and he felt himself slow down, one marine's didn't though, he fell faster then the rest and screamed on the way.
*******
'Command, this is Leo, I've got contacts at sector 15. Please confirm numbers, I count 50 uglies... skulks and zerglings. Confirm.'
'Confirmed, Sergeant. We read 50 bio signs. Kick ****.'
Leo closed the comm link and looked at his grenadiers, they carried large grenade launchers.
'Let's rock, kiddies!'
Four large THUNKS were heard as grenades fired from the grenadiers and landed in the middle of the patrol route. The aliens instantly grouped around them, trying to see what disturbed 'the hive'. The grenades exploded with a FWOOM and was followed by a sickening SPLAT as pieces of carapace and flesh hit the rocky outcropping rougly 30 metres away from the patrol were the squad was hidden.
'Fire!'
The grenadiers stood up again and launched napalm grenades at the lil ****. The aliens ran around screaming, screeching, burning.
'Aw yeah, nothin like the smell of toasted Zerglin' in da' mornin, eh Leo?' an african american marine questioned.
'Damn straight.' Leo replied.
**********
'Commander we are pinned down in sector 5. Were is Leo's squad!?'
'They had some problems, can you hold out?'
'Negative, we have... oh ****... ONOS AND ULTRALISKS INBOUND... AG.'
Leo grimaced and shut off his commlink. So many men dead.... fourty to be exact.
'Listen up, ladies. We're the only squad left, the others have been eliminated, I'm going to request clearence for a nuclear bombardment and evac.'
He kyed in the Battlecruiser's frequancy.
'Leo to, Command.'
'Command here.'
'We need an Evac STAT.'
'No can do...'
'What!?'
'Sorry but we're sorta pre-occupied.'
A large explosion and some screams were heard over the comm.
'We have bogies inbound Liberator. Prepare for impact!'
A brilliant flash of light was seen in the sky and a couple of seconds later a huge falling star... The liberator was KIA.
Alright sorry this chapter sucked so bad. Im trying to writewith limited time.
BYE BYE!
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