Breakthrough
Breakthrough
Texture Artist (ns_prometheus) Join Date: 2005-03-27 Member: 46620Members, Constellation
Texture Artist (ns_prometheus) Join Date: 2005-03-27 Member: 46620Members, Constellation
<span style='color:red'>I've decided to release this all at once. I will make a new post with the entire story, when I'm finished writing it.</span>
<b>He wished it would stop. He wished the lights would turn back on, the gunfire to stop. He sat there, holding on, hoping that they would live.</b>
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The squad of Marines slowly reached their un-marked destination. Their mission was simple: eliminate all non-human forces at the target, and bring back the secrets hidden on the target. The Marines all had previous battle experience, but the feeling of going into hostile territory without knowing where you were going exactly wasn't exactly calming.
There were four squads on the ship, each with five men. Squad 1 and 3 would go onboard first. If all went well, Squad 2 and 4 would enter the ship when they had secured roughly 50% of the ship. There were also two commanders on the ship, Cmd. Tanner and Cmd. If all went well, only Cmd. Tanner would be needed for the mission. If all went well...
The ship silently traveled through space. They were steadily approaching the target. The Marines caught a glimpse of the thing that they would have to secure. It was big, dark, and cold. It looked like a space station of some sort, but with large cargo-storage areas and smaller living quarters. Most of the team thought that it was a cargo storage location, but it was too big for that.
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It was July 28. The EWTH Space Station, codenamed "Breakthrough", sent a strange signal early that day. The message read:
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All weapons tests and developments will be posponed until further notice. There are some major computer problems, but we are slowly fixing them. There seems to be a strange virus spreading in sectors A-5 through to B-9. We are trying to quarantine the virus, but it seems to be able to break through our best efforts.
<b>Experimental Weapons Testing Facility, Breakthrough
A division of the Trans-System Authority</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
The messages continued, in the same format. The only thing that changed were the sectors. The virus had apparently spread through almost the entire system. The crew on-board tried to keep in contact as much as possible. The crew at the TSA could only hope that the computers would be fixed. They needed new weapons to battle the increasing threat of the Kharra. The worst messages were to come...
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<i>I still have a lot to finish, but at least it's a start. I'd appreciate any comments, constructive or not. Remember, the action has yet to begin. And when it does, it won't be pretty. I'll give you guys a hint, though...
This story will be different.</i>
<span style='color:red'>I've decided to release this all at once. I will make a new post with the entire story, when I'm finished writing it.</span>
<b>He wished it would stop. He wished the lights would turn back on, the gunfire to stop. He sat there, holding on, hoping that they would live.</b>
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The squad of Marines slowly reached their un-marked destination. Their mission was simple: eliminate all non-human forces at the target, and bring back the secrets hidden on the target. The Marines all had previous battle experience, but the feeling of going into hostile territory without knowing where you were going exactly wasn't exactly calming.
There were four squads on the ship, each with five men. Squad 1 and 3 would go onboard first. If all went well, Squad 2 and 4 would enter the ship when they had secured roughly 50% of the ship. There were also two commanders on the ship, Cmd. Tanner and Cmd. If all went well, only Cmd. Tanner would be needed for the mission. If all went well...
The ship silently traveled through space. They were steadily approaching the target. The Marines caught a glimpse of the thing that they would have to secure. It was big, dark, and cold. It looked like a space station of some sort, but with large cargo-storage areas and smaller living quarters. Most of the team thought that it was a cargo storage location, but it was too big for that.
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It was July 28. The EWTH Space Station, codenamed "Breakthrough", sent a strange signal early that day. The message read:
<!--QuoteBegin--></div><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--><b>06:18 - 28/06 - EWTH Space Station</b>
All weapons tests and developments will be posponed until further notice. There are some major computer problems, but we are slowly fixing them. There seems to be a strange virus spreading in sectors A-5 through to B-9. We are trying to quarantine the virus, but it seems to be able to break through our best efforts.
<b>Experimental Weapons Testing Facility, Breakthrough
A division of the Trans-System Authority</b><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
The messages continued, in the same format. The only thing that changed were the sectors. The virus had apparently spread through almost the entire system. The crew on-board tried to keep in contact as much as possible. The crew at the TSA could only hope that the computers would be fixed. They needed new weapons to battle the increasing threat of the Kharra. The worst messages were to come...
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<i>I still have a lot to finish, but at least it's a start. I'd appreciate any comments, constructive or not. Remember, the action has yet to begin. And when it does, it won't be pretty. I'll give you guys a hint, though...
This story will be different.</i>
<span style='color:red'>I've decided to release this all at once. I will make a new post with the entire story, when I'm finished writing it.</span>
Comments
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that is the part that looked weird to me. otherwise nice but make it longer <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin-fix.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='biggrin-fix.gif' /><!--endemo-->
i like that little piece. be sure to work on this.