Like a shadow among the stars the small trail left in it's wake by the AVS Blackout could be barely seen, let alone detected. Meanwhile, two hundred kilometers away, in a Sansha station, hidden within a rarefied gas cloud Taarko Raitanen looked at his sensor scopes. It was way too quiet and besides the small number of friendly ships he could see little else. His cybernetic hand trailed over the controls as he grunted. Another long shift lay before him, eight hours of watching no man's land. Rising from his seat he moved past a hardwired servitor to a food processor. Retrieving a mug of smuggled Quafe he remained standing, by a nearby window, his bionic eyes scanning the void of space.
At the same time on the bridge of the AVS Blackout the cold steely eyes of Keirra Lukkanen stared at the station and it's defenders. She had not used the Pod, not this time. She wanted to board the station and kill every single Sansha aboard as brutal as possible. With her newly hired crew of Minmatar freed slaves she felt sure of herself, now that she was no longer alone. Slowly besides her hidden ship the form of an enormous Tempest-class Battleship passed, escorted by a Drake class battlecruiser. Darting past the cloaked cruiser several Praetor type drones moved in formation toward their goal.
Turning toward a large Brutor-tribe Minmatar she spoke coldly "Heiran, prepare your men for boarding. It is time we reawaken the way of the old Warriors. We will cut them down like the swine they are. It is time to show these monsters what we think of them". The Minmatar grinned, his heavily boned face moving into a crooked smile.
Looking to one of his underlings, the former Minmatar slave spoke quietly "Get the boys ready, we're finally doing what we were meant to do all along. It is time to honour the Minmatar Republic and our Elders". The smaller man, possibly Sebiestor by features nodded and moved toward the Intercom.
"Red Scorpions, gear up, move to your boarding pods". His calm voice resounded in the living area of the ship where Keirra's new crew, hardened Minmatar fighters began donning their combat suits, inspecting rifles and close combat weapons, smearing war paint onto their faces. In an orderly fashion they entered the boarding pods. Joined by Heiran they strapped themselves in.
Meanwhile, aboard the Sansha station
Taarko Raitanen dropped his glass of Quafe, his eyes stopping on the shapes of the new arrivals. He could see the Tempest showing it's broadside filled with weapons turning to face the station,the Drones moving in like hungry predators after the frigates and several new contacts warping in. The monstrous prow of a Brutix-class battle-cruiser could be seen, the Gallentean ship waited but it's drones, deadly Hammerheads joined the Praetors in a dance of death.... before he could alert the defenders the first Sansha frigates exploded, swarmed by the drones. A violent explosion threw him on the floor along with other station crew and as he stood he could see a sentry tower explode.
Besides him another station crew member attempted in vain to coordinate the defending ships but much to their horror they were in a communications blackout. Decloaking slowly a Blackbird moved alongside the Brutix. Raitanen realized they were doomed. The defending ships jammed, communication cut off. However the violence with which the 1400 mm cannons of the Tempest hit was unseen before. Rupturing five sections of the lower decks, power began fluctuating. About twenty kilometers away a Sansha Nightmare-class Battleship exploded under merciless fire from the Drake.
With a short prayer Raitanen grabbed his pulse-pistol from the floor only to see white contrails approaching the station. Boarding pods.Launched from the Brutix and Blackbird they bore holes through the outer layers of the station and soon the alarm was raised. The automated voice of a Servitor announced the inevitable "Boarding parties on decks five and seven, all fire teams to their posts".
Sansha station - Deck 7
The doors of boarding pod six opened and swarming out a whole squad of ten Minmatar soldiers rushed out. Sansha defenders opened fire without hesitation but soon strobe grenades were thrown, blinding the defenders behind their barricade. A large Minmatar wielding nothing less than a two handed serrated blade jumped over the barricade among the surprised defenders. Wide arcs of the sweeping blade chopped off limbs, heads, opened torsos. With a tribal Warcry he advanced flanked by a small woman with Caldari features and two other Matari soldiers.
Keirra leveled her pistol with a Sansha woman who tried to run away and a single shot from the automatic pistol pierced her neck, tossing her backwards against a wall. While the spaceborne defenders were something of a threat the station seemed badly defended. Mostly drafted civilians with few real soldiers. The Minmatar squad passed by, securing the area and soon Heiran turned to his Caldari employer speaking "Just got a message in the comms. Ni'Lee's men and engineers have broken through deck five and are headed toward the reactor core. They dismantled most of the defense turrets but these bastards are putting up a stiff defense in some areas".
With a casual voice Lukkanen replied quietly "Bring up squad two, they have incendiary grenades and flamethrowers. Burn these bastards alive". Not questioning her commands the Minmatar commander relayed the orders to squad two. Unlike the rest of the Minmatar these men had been subdued by drugs in the Amarr Empire, their accumulated anger and aggressiveness now an asset. To the surprise of the Sansha's defense post in the following section they were attacked by .... two men.
No more than two armour clad Matari approached the corridor held by the station staff, holding weapons people rarely saw. Gouts of blue Hydrazine fire washed down the hall, across the barricade flowing over the first rank of soldiers. Screams and the smell of burned flesh soon were the only thing heard. Behind the weapon specialists all three squads advanced, single pistol rounds finishing off those who remained still alive.
Corridor 2A - Section V - Deck 7, Sansha Station
Taarko Raitanen and several others that remained alive after their compatriots had been burned rushed down the section toward the escape pod. Among his group were even some of the family members of those aboard the facility, not soldiers, but civilians. A single obstruction now was in their path. With loose dark blonde hair, cold blue eyes, she stared at them all with a hateful expression. Wearing a Caldari State uniform, with markings of the Acerbus Vindictum Corporation, the once nice young woman had now turned into a soldier fueled by hatred and vengeance. Holstering her pistol, Taarko's eyes could see her draw a combat blade, a sword as he could recognize it
Tilting her head, her soft voice fell upon the ear of the survivors like a thing more horrifying than death itself. "Those who survive this will be given to the Amarr Empire as slaves. However if any of you has enough honour to face me in single combat I will allow you to go to your escape pods. However I can't guarantee you'll survive."
Raitanen, now locked in a fight or flight state picked up a long iron pipe from the floor and stepped forward "Why.. why did you attack us?", his question came naturally. He dared to hope for survival, for a chance to get out of that hell alive.
Keirra did not respond however. She charged right at him, tritanium alloy pipe clashing with Caldari combat blade. The woman was not extraordinarily strong but where she lacked in strength she made up in agility. The sound of metal on metal now disturbed the deathly silence of the station. Taking his chance the Sansha communications operator lunged at the Caldari, trying to use his body mass to slam her down. Upon contact a sharp pain rushed through his shoulder but his weight threw her off balance, his cybernetic arm grabbing her throat, squeezing.
Struggling Lukkanen tried to push him off but he was too heavy. Just as he tried to pin her sword arm down, her free hand moved to her thigh holster. Seconds later the cold barrel of the Ishukone manufactured automatic pistol pressed against his stomach and no less than a dozen shots pierced his skin, the rounds rupturing his insides with incredible ease. Taarko Raitanen fell onto his side, his life spent.
Standing up slowly the woman looked at the other civilians. "You will be taken to Domain and handed over to the Amarr authorities.They'll know what to do with you, however I do not believe you will be made slaves. A warrior always keeps his or her word, it is the Caldari way. Know that the fact your ships killed my crew brought this upon you". Turning toward her Minmatar second in command she spoke quietly "On second thought, get them to civilised space, get them on a freighter and send them to Gallente space, at least they won't be made slaves for sure".
Space - Station perimeter
The burning wrecks of the Sansha ships now had become a cemetery of what had once been a Sansha resupply station. With the Vindictum ships moving away a large explosion tore the station apart. From her bridge Keirra watched the debris flying into space and she nodded "We have orders to return to base. We've done what we came for Heiran, we have re-awakend the way of the Warrior. I was honoured to fight by your side and the side of your men".
Moving away from the window she tapped a few controls on the comms station and spoke "Blackout to Atlantis, I believe we're done here Nik. We've made our point. We're moving into active Stealth, see you at base. Drinks are on me".
A laughter came from the other side from the Commander of the Tempest Battleship "Received Blackout, see you at station and try not to get lost".
vineri, 29 ianuarie 2010
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