As everyone was finnaly assmbled in the makeshift breifing room on the Enterprise only two key men were missing, Earth Admrial James and Grand Admrial Ben. Chimur'a continued to speak with Triton who just hour earlier awoke from his coma state. Despite protests from medics, Triton returned to duty without delay eager to speak with Chimur'a about the return of Dean's father. Preator Jesse and his aide Jacob were off near the enterance to room, speaking with Commander Peter and Genreal Joe. Off to the right of the room most of the Corpals were gathered, deabting and wining about the delay of the Grand Admrial. To the left Admiral Terrie was speaking with various top ranking officers from the Enterprise and the moon base. Some attention shifted as the door to the room open and Earth Guard Samuir entered, soon followed by James and Ben. Some mumbling all a little too loud of about time, came from the Corpals, and some instant salutes from the top ranking officers and Peter. "Everyone at ease, lets sit down and get this underway." Ben says having everyone take there seats at the large table. Long enough to acomident them all but obviously not made for this sort of thing. Two chairs where at both ends, and the rest lined the sides. Ben and Terrie took the top two, James and Samuir took the two most chairs to there right, Jesse and Jacob took the ones to there left everyone else seated with Chimur'a and Triton at the end two chairs. "As you all know we have had a serius change of events these past few hours. First of all the arrival of Dean's fleet, then the Gensis almost fatal defeat, as well as the timely arrival of Jesse and James, plus the defction of Commander Chimur'a. I am sure most everyone has serious questions about these events and for the people involed. However that must wait for a latter time, Commander Peter what is the damage assiment of the Genesis." Peter shakes his head and sighs. "Heavy sir, it took most all scout ships we had left to tow her here to the Enterprise. One engine has been completley destoryed causing a chain reaction shutdown of engines making the Genesis a large peice of space junk. The main gun has practicly been fried, we have lost almost our full compleiment of fighters, and we have sustianed major hull damge and heavy miltary and civilian caustlies." Terrie sighs and closes her eyes as Peter fishes. "Commander Patrick, how long will it take the Enterprise to conduct repairs." The middle age looking man, shighs and shurgs. "Well to be honsot sir, it will take sevreal months at minium, even with taking parts and equipment that were menat for the two new ships nnd using them to repair the Gensis....sir were basicly looking at a refiting schduele." Terrie again sighs, "Thats just not good enough." Terrie begins opening her eyes. "We have lost over half of our rebel ships, and the moon base is almost inopertive, plus we have Chimur'a ship also in need of repair. Not to mention countless fighters and what rebel ships we have left." Ben nods to his wife statements, "Preator Jesse, do you belive that when your people arrive they will be hostile?" Jesse sighs and nods, "Unforuntley yes, unless I can presuade the people and the Prime Miltia otherwise." Jesse starts, "And what if you can not?" a old squably voice comes form one of the many corprals. "If I can not, Earth dosn't stand a chance. My people will no doubt be sending at least two Devestators, thats no match against mine, espcially when there fully crewed and i'm not." a sonrt of laughter or rather disquest comes from another corpral. "Great, out of the fire and into the frying pan." Ben can not help but smile at Samuir, Triton and Chimur'as reaction to the human statement. "All I know is that we are in a dire situation and unless the Devetators that are on there way turn hostile we have to just do what we can." Ben says, "And what if they do turn hostile?" Samuir asks, James sighs. "Then god help us."
Eddie whistles as he takes a look around the large white bridge, still completly active with the Omega crew still runing the ship. "Imprsive isn't it?" a womens voice from behind him. "More like breath taking, just looking at these computer systems give me goosebumps." the women laughs a little to loudly. "Thats the best pick up line I have ever heard." Eddie smiles and turns, he is rather suprised by the women, not a standered officer but a mehcinaice rather a cheif mechanic. He grins and winks, "That what all us miltiary computer guys say to all the cute grease monkys." The women can't help but smile and giggle. "Cheif Mechanic Christina." she says out streching her hand, Eddie takes it in his own. "Captain Eddie." Christina smiles as they shake hands, "A pleasure." she says, Eddie smiles wrly. "The pleasure is all mine." Christina smiles again. "So Cheif what have we made of all this so far." Christina smiles, "Quite a bit Captain, Preator Jesse was kind enough to give us full computer access data. We have quite a peice of techonlogy here." Eddie laughs, "Peice? Try a masterpeice, this puts the poor Choson to shame." Christina nods, siting at the console there near and puching up some screens. "Thats for sure." she responds as scamatics come up. "Were still trying to figure translation for most there terms, Lord Malchia has been kind enough to help us there. But the most impresive thing of this ship is it's power source." She punches up the specs, Eddie whistles and cureses at the same time, if thats possible. "How the hell did theay manage this?" he says pointing to the graphical respsentation. "I don't know, but damn what I could do with a pecie of the sun as a power source." Christina smiles. "Chief, is that lust I hear in your voice." Christina smiles, "Why Captain, jelaous?" Eddie laughs, "Hardly, just making sure i'm not alone here." Christina giggles again.
Luci continues to pace in her quarters in utter thought or panic, maybe a bit of both. "Chimur'a has defected, no doubt he will ask about me." She says pacing even faster her fist balled up, she blinks keeping her eyes closed for a long second. "Whats worse is i'm at dismay of what to do, part of me tells me to tell James the thruth, the another take him. And the rest--" she pauses for a long second. "Yearns for Chimur'a." she finshes, she finnaly sits on her bed hands cluthced to gether supporting her forhead as she leans foward. "I-" she says just notcibly starting to cry, "I just don't know what to do anymore." she says very loudly breaking out in a balling cry, tears and represed thoughts and feeling bursting free, it's so much her image of Luci disspears replaced by her true form of Lourn'ti. The Preator sits on his command chair watching the starlines pass by at tremendous speed, still quite a ways from the so called Earth, the Preator can't help but wonder why Jesse would risk his spotless and poltical free carrer on a myth. "Sir." a man says crosing his arms in a x like shape. "Procede Centurin." the Preator states noding. "We have a incoming open message from the tratior Jesse." The man in the chair nods. "Very well Centruin, put it on." The man bows slightly crossing his arms again and barks out an order. The spacelines are replaced by a young man's face. "Greetings Preator Miltia One Stephen Malard, I am Preator Miltia Two Jesse Christian. And I implore you to listen to what I have to say." Suddnely the screen splits and another man in white uniform appears obviously older. "Preator Miltia Two Jesse Christian, I am Guadian Miltia One Matthew Carlson. You have been chared with many accounts including tratiorsim, sabatoge, theft, to mention the severe three. You are order to surrender you and your vessel and your chosen colberators by the time of our arrival." Jesse shakes his heads. "Sir, you do not understand I have substantle proof this is Earth my case must be heard by the concuil and the people are laws-" The older man again introjects. "Are laws as you so point out you have broken without reprive, as our laws state you must be punsished." Jesse shakes his head again. "Please, Preator Stephen, I urge you to listen to what I have and send it to the concuil." The older man quickly introjects, "Preator Milita One Stephen, you will do no such thing, you will terminate your contact with this tratior now, if you colabrate in any way I will see you proscuded to the fullest extent as well." Jesse gets defly anrgy and begins to shout. "Guardin sir, you are using your command to boost your carrer through poltical gains, by rejecting my statements and therefore you are intevrtly starting a war." The man laughs, "We are already at war tratior, nothing will change that." Jesse nods, "Fine if you won't listen to my words then see the words." Jesse screen goes blank and transmitions are sent. "What do you have there Stephen." The preator looks in amazemnet. "Documents, netrons of them. Including something you should see." The preator pushes some buttons, and the Guardin scwols. "A decleration of war from the Earth Defense Force against the Terra Empire." the man shakes his head. "Rubsish, continue on course." the preator swallows, "Should we report-" the Guardin looks grim. "There is nothing to report." The preator nods and the screen goes blank. "Centruin." the Preator calls out, a man walks up and crosses his arms. "Preator." Stepehn looka and sighs. "Send a tight stealth coded transmisson back home of what has happend as well as most all these files, the rest send to Guardina Miltia Two Mary Collin." The centruin salutes again with his arms crossed. "At will Preator." he says making off. "Jesse is right, and thats what scares the Prime Milita stiffless." he whispers.
James walks down the rather busy docking corridor of the Enterprise, through the window to his right he can see the two unfinshed ships as well as Chimur'a 's ship. To his left the Genesis. He aproches the docking ring into the Genesis but stops as multiple repair crews move out of inside, a consent stream of 'sorry sir' or 'excuse me sir' come from the various men and women. James just nods and waits patinely, finnaly after a few minutes theres a break in the stream of repair crew and James walks in. It felt like coming home we he walked on to the flight deck of the Genesis, he hand't been on it since he lfet in the Omega. James noticed the small number of fighters, most of there places taken place by huge containers more then likely for repairs, James continues toward the nearest lift. "Are the lifts operational." James asks a near by mehcinaic. "For the most part sir, the lift nearest here has almost complete access to the ship excpet for deck 70 through 120." James nods and thanks him for his help. James arrives in the lift and cues it to head for the command deck. The ride is a little bumby then he rembered. After a minute of two the lift stops and the doors open, more mehcinacis line the corridor as James walks on the command deck and soon passes security Jermey obviously bussy corridnating repairs of his own. Soon James reaches the command quarters and his own personal quarters, he opens the door and walks in. As soon as he does he is pounced on and kissed muptile times all over the face. "Jamesy! JAMESY!" his wife Sarah Willison says loudly, James laughs and enjoys the bombardment. "Missed me I see." he says mockinling, Sarah responds with a deep passionte kiss. James returns it with a more passionte kiss as the door behind them closes shut and locks. Jesse sits back in his command chair, still many people on the bridge including Eddie and Christina off in one cornor. "Do you think Preator Stephen will send them." Jesse nods, "I do think so Jacob, the question is anyone in the concuil willing to back us up." Jesse responds wavery, Jacob swallows. "I know you never liked the poltical games in the empire sir but-" Jacob starts, Jesse takes a long slow sigh, "But it's the only thing that can show the people the truth, and save us and our freinds." Jesse finshs, Jacob nods as they look out into space. "And time is against us." Jesse whispers.

Mary continues finshing the last of the information sent to her by Preator Stephen, Mary lies back in her chair, her white uniform partily on however one half not fully buttoned allowing anyone in there to see her slinder yet lovley figure. She turns her head feeling her hair move against her shoulders and back as she has it down. She flicks the hologrpahic screen with the information off. The dimly lit room gets almost pitch black only a small light near the door providing any illumnation. Mary smiles soflty as she closes her eyes, she has watied dreamed of a chance of Prime Miltia Stephen Hubard sliiping alowing her to take control. Many of the Preators know this, including Jesse who despises such poltical games, hoever from the most un-likely source, Pretor Jesse just provided her with what she needs to take control. The only thing left to do is embarss the Prime Miltia terribley to show that he is truely wrong. She opens her eyes slowly, she really dosnt care how they do it, or if it is the real earth or not. She just wants to be Prime Miltia like she should of been mentra ago. She sits up in her seat and brings the holo-terminal back to life, she cues for a one way audio only and one way audio vissual communcation. "Guardian Miltia Two Mary, is that you?" Mary nods then rembers to find her voice. "Yes Preator Mitlia Two Jesse it is, you will pardon me not being on vissual." Jesse smiles and nods. "I quite understand." Mary twists her lips in sick humor. "Yes, I have recived the information, I can do what you need, all I need is for you to embarss the Prime Miltia in proving this is are home." Jesse nods. "I know." his voice comes back serious realzing to Mary that Jesse has thought this through many times over. "I do not want to know the detials, I know you understand why. Just do what you have to, when you move I will." Jesse salutes. "Thank you Guardian Miltia Two Mary." She smiles and in a sweet tone responds. "No Jesse, thank you." and she turns the screen off. Jesse watches as the screen goes blank, glad that his plan is sucseding, sad in what he now has to do. Suddnely Jacob runs up. "Preator, sir, it's Guardin Matthew and Preator Stephen, they will be near moon orbit in twenty seti." Jesse curses audioble for everyone, "Contact the Earth Admrail and let him know." Jesse orders, Jacob nods and does so as Jesse flick the internal ship comms on. "Attention this is Preator Jesse to everyone on ship, please proceede to the neartest unmanded station or remain at the station you are at, we will be going to battle alert. I know you all were not tranied for battle, not to mention with a ship you now hardly anything about. But I assure you the Devestor can almost run her self, keep an eye on your station and if you have a emergency contact the bridge. Thank you." Jesse stands from his seat and walks toward Eddie. "You are a Captain correct?" Eddie nods, "Yes I am." Jesse nods, "Very good your second in command, man the gun control station over there." Eddie blinks a few times and nods. "You miss, please stay at this station." Chriostina nods and does so. "Anyone else here with a miltiary EDF rank?" Jesse asks, there is a moment before someone comes back. "I am." Jesse turns and walks toward the young man. "Whats your rank and designation?" The man smiles. "Luteinet Alan Admas, EDF pilot and soldier." Jesse nods. "Very good you just became thrid in command, take the control station there, it deals with power control and repair." Alan nods and moves to it. "Everyone else please take the nearest station, any that are unmanded or stay were you are please." Jesse sighs and sits back in his seat. "We have only one hundred, ten thousand on board sir." Jacob says standing by Jesse as he sits in the chair. "Thats not what concerns me, what did the Earth Admrial say?" Jacob shakes his head. "Whats left of the rebel fleet is heading toward the moon, and what defenses on the moon that are left are primed for battle, he asks we take the front lines." Jesse closes his eyes. "Do we have any other support?" Jacob shakes his head. "The moon base, the earth and the enteprise have a few things up there sleves but no can be sure if it will effect the ships." Jesse again nods. "Very good, procedee to your station and goto battle alert. Set a course for the moon defense primter, lets be ready for them."
Preator Stephen watches as Jesse's Devestator heads for the point postion of the small fleet. "Just as Guardian Matthew said, Jesse will take primary defense station." he shakes his head and closes his eyes "I can't stand by and watch this but i have no-" just then a small beep reaches his chair, and cues a secure comm and reads the message. He smiles and nods. "Talk about just in time. Centrauin." he says, a man walks up and crosses his arms. "Preator." Jesse stands up. "Procedde with the plans the Guardian gave us, but when the battle is about to begin send a encoded defect transmtion to Preaotor Jesse and move to cover them and open fire on the Guardian's Devestator." the Centrurin looks suprised. "Sir is that-" Stepehen looks cold. "You question the orders I have recived and now are giving to you Centrurin?" The man stands tall and shakes his head. "No sir." Stephen smiles and nods. "Good, then carry them out Centrurin." The man nods and crosses his arms and begins to do so. "Guardian Matthew and the Prime Mittlia are in for one big suprise." Stephen thinks as he sits back down. James rushs from the pilots locker room to his fighter, he climbs up the ladder and hurries to start launch sequence, many mechinacs and other various crew run to move from the fighters way as it blasts out into space. James watches as the ship passes past his cockpit window and space and the Earth fill his viewport. James manuvers his fighter turning it so the moon come into view. Along with the stars visible around the moon other smaller lights can be seen of the small defense fleet gathered at the moon, most visble is the large white vessel that is Jesse's Devestator. James pushes his fighter to full speed along with most of his afterburners. James notices a few other fighters also following him, he recogniezes some but not all. Jesse watches the three demensional tatical display of the moon, the small fleet and the incoming freindly fighters. Jesse also watches his long rang scanners as the two enemy devestators close in and should arrive in less then three minutes. Jesse sighs turning to look at the bridge part of his makeshift crew. He was really hoping it wouldn't come to this but the Prime Miltia refuses to back down. And untill Jesse can tell James his plan, if he ever gets a chance, the Prime Miltia wins. Jesse looks out into the viewport and the space beyond, the empty space that will be filled of a brutal battle. Jesse can not imagine how they are going to win, he doubts they will last long. Jesse shakes his head, if he is going down he will make sure to take them with him. He motions for Jacob to come to him, "Yes Preator." Jacob says in his x like salute. "If it looks like we will use this battle, get as close to the other Devestators I mean with in there sheilds if possible and have the core into overload." Jacob looks terrifed at Jesse's suggestion but just nods. "Yes sir." he says returning to his post. Jesse sits back down and looks at the displays again. "I hope it dosn't come to that." He thinks as a proximty alarm goes off and the two devesator rush in and appear, and everything went straight to hell.
Guardin Matthew watches the small densive fleet that the tratior Jesse had assmbled. Jesse of course took point as Matthew knew he would. "So predictiable, this battle will be very quick and swift." Matthew thought, he turn about to give orders to Preator Stephen when he noticed something was not right with the Preator Stephen's postion. "Thats a break off postion, what is that young little basta-" his thoughts were sent awry as Stpehen's Devesator broke formation and opened fire. "DAMN HIM! DAMN HIM TO HE---" Matthew started yelling but again was intrupted by Beam Weapons striking the ship, this time from Jesse's Devestator. James smiled watching the betrayl to Matthew fod out. Finnaly a beep came on his comm, "This is Preator Jesse to the defensive fleet. Preator Stephen has defected to our cause, I am updating all IFF's acordingly. Procede to direct all fire on Guardian Matthew's Devestator." James nodded. "This is Earth Admral James to all fighters, fire all missles to corddionts three, seven niner bravo." James busted his afterburns hot and started straight for the coridonts he told the fighters to fire. "What is he doing!" Jesse said a little too loudly watching James's fight fly straight toward all the released missles. Just as James was about to strike the missles he closed his eyes in utter concentration as a blue fire flew from his eyes. A small blue sheild evenloped him and the missles redirecting them making a arrowhead like formation with James's fighter making the point. He turned his fighter toward Matthew's ship and open his eyes and stoped all his enines, his fighter stoped dead in the water but the shield continued with the missles and made them into a tightly packed sphere headed right toward Matthews devestator. Beam's tried in vain to nock the missles down but they were to fast, James blue sheild helped the missles pentrate the Devestaros sheild and they rocked into the hull exploions evdient. Matthew stood on one knee in dis-beilf. "Thats impossible." he said to loudly. "SIR! We have lost weapons control, any more hits we may be destoryed!" Matthew still shocked found his voice. "Retreat back to Terra, now!" The centurin threw back a yes sir, and in a matter of moments the heavliy damged Devestator was gone. James sighed regaining his strength as cheers came back throught the comm. They had won, and pushed the Terra Empire back and gain another ally. "This is Earth Admrial James to all fighters, good job, lets head home." James brung his enigines back on-line and manuvered his fighter back toward the Genesis. Jesse nodded a smile in his face. "Now I know for sure James can pull off what we have to do. The only question is will he want too."

James stood in the breifing room of the Enterprise looking out the viewport. "Can I really go through with something like that. Can I really make a decision that will cost a million lives to save countless billions? Do I have that right?" James continues to ask himself. James looks down toward the cold floor and his uniform dress shoes, he sighs and closes his eyes recalling the breifing that Jesse assmbled after the attack of the two devestors only eight hours ago. "In order for the Prime Miltia to be discredited he must shown to wrong, but not only wrong deadly wrong. If we are to assure this we must destory a Devestator but it has to be by a human, and with human technology. I have devised a plan to do this. It is diffcult and risky. The plan is simple a three fighter EDF bomber group will head toward the engines of a Devestor, the head one will fire off two missles into the engines." A laugh intrutps Jesse's telling of his plan. "Two mere human missles can't do any damgage, they will explode from the heat of the engines or impact of the sheilds or both." Malicha blantlee points out. Jesse nods, "Thats true, but I am just telling you what the Terra Empire will see. Sensors on a Devestor our disrupted in the engine area, as well as shields and of course firepower. The missles and the fighters are a diversion to blind the enemy to the real plan. A two fighter group flying escort will break off to look like there intercepting our fighters. However one fighter will slip through the sheild near the engines plant a hyperspace device on it's hull and run like hell to saftey." The room fills with various chatter and anger at the stupidy of the plan. "Thats immposible! Even if a fighter could make it into the Devestator sheilds by some mircle of being destroyed by the engine or the sheilds, what will a mere hyperspace device do to a devestor?" Stephen frowns, "Destory it. The compressed core is very diffcult if hyperspace is attempted the core losses it's fraglity causing it to explode." Jesse nods. "Prcisely, and if timed and done right, the planting and activating of the device in line with the missles will prove perfect and the Terra Empire will show simple missles destorying the Devestator." Joe nods. "Yeah, yeah, ok lets say that we can pull all that off, what good will it do. One how will it affect the pilot doing the operation, and two what impact will it have on the Terra Empire." Stephen nods. "To anwser the second question, it will be devestating, and all blame will fall on the Prime Miltia. The poltical aspect will sway that Mary can take control, and she will put a cease to this war." Jesse nods. "And to anweser the first, I belive you have to ask the pilot, as it will affect him." Ben looks deadly serious. "And who will be the pilot." James gets a small girn. "Me of course, right Jesse?" Jesse look's suprised but manges to nod and find his voice. "Yes, only James could pull this off." Ben looks at James. "Are you sure you want to do this." James looks at him and shrugs. "I need about thirty minutes to think it over." Ben nods. "Very well, Earth Admrial we will leave you here to decide. Everyone else take a quick thirty minute break then we will hear the Earth Admrial's decision, dismmised." James's sighs coming back to the present from the memory, that was nearly twenty-nine minutes old. "What choice do I have, if I don't it could all end here, if I do-" James stops and curses. "God I pray this is the right choice." He says finnaly opening his eyes and turning away to call the others back.
Peter continues to look over the various repair reports. "You look tired babe." a female voice comes from the room, Peter looks up to see his pregent wife Sarah at the door. He rushes up droping various datapads to the floor that were in his lap. "Sarah! You shouldn't be walking around the ship in your condition." Sarah gigles placing a hand on Peter's cheek as he reaches her finnaly. "You make it sound like a desise Peter. Besides our quarters are on the same deck." Peter sighs. "I know i'm sorry it's just that-" Sarah place one slinder soft finer on Peter's lips slincing him. "Shh, it's alright, I just-I just wanted to be with you. I need to be with you." Sarah says trying to contain her tears." Peter kisses the finger on his lips ever so softly and takes her hand on his cheek into his hand. "I know I want to be with you to." Sarah smiles starting to sliently break down into tears. "Then just hold me and don't let me go please." Peter smiles and holds his wife close, "I will never let go." he whispers back. Luci walks down the corridor of the Genesis, still many repair crews running around but not as many as the morning before. Luci sighs as she walks toward the nearest operational lift down to the city portion of the Genesis. With everything going on lately she has been apointed to keep the Reclamation in working order, she dosn't mind it will keep her away from Chimur'a and being discovered. "I have to keep a low profile or Chimur'a could discover me." She sighs, wishing he would, and be with her and take her away. She closes her eyes tightly. "No I need time to sort through my feelings before I do anything else, and this will give me plenty of time to do so." She continues to think as she enters the lift and begins to decend. Everyone begins to fill the breifing room everyone axnious to hear the Earth Admrial's decision. "Everyone is here and accounted for, have you reached a decision James?" Ben asks, James stands once again. "I have, and I will proceede with the mission. It is our best hope for peace but I still belive one day we will have to account for our actions here." Jesse nods. "Thank you James I know this decision did not come lightly. Acording to our sensors there are three Devestator's inbound they will reach moon orbit in thirty--sorry still not used to Earth time. One hundered thirty hours Earth standard time. Acoriding to what Stephen has gathered for me, they are all loyal to the Prime Mitlita." Ben nods. "So we have a serious battle on our hands, Commander Patrick how are the repairs coming to the Genesis and Chimur'as ship?" Patrick stands and clears his throught, "The Genesis is seventy-two prencenet operational at the moment, Chimur'as ship is nearly repaired, it's ninety-one precenet operational." Ben nods, "Is there anyway you can speed up the Genesis's repair to get it to at least eighty-five precent by tommorow morning at zero-forty five hours?" Patrick nods, "I can move the repair crew from Chmiur'as ship and a few other scout ships but yes." Ben nods, "Very good commander, as soon as were dissmsed get right on it." Patrick nods and sits back down. "Genreal Joe have soldiers ready on Earth and the Enterprise in case the Terra Empire begins a ground assualt." Joe nods. "James, I'm puting you on special-op status for your mission, witch means I am giving complete fleet control to Admrial Terrie on Earth." James nods. "I understand sir." Ben nods as well and turns to Jesse. "Preator Jesse and Stephen I am puting you both in command of the Defense fleet tommorow and second in command of the Fleet." Jesse and Stephen nod. "And I will be taking command of the Enterprise and the E.D.S. hopefully we won't have to use it. Dissmesed." Everyone stands and salutes and begins to depart.
Preator Maurice watches the wireframe 3d-tatical display of the fleet forming near the moon. "As you can see gentelmen, the two Devestator's are our primary concern." Mauirce begins, pointing to the two most large and recqunizable wireframes of the Devestators, to the fellow Preators on the holographic comm system. "The smaller ships have been identfied as choson scout ships, there of little threat. The acuttaly planet's moon has some defenses but reports from Guardnian Matthew the greatest threat came from a fighter, now I know you all have seen the intelgence tapes, I don't know who is flying this vessel but he has powers that of a Chosen Lord witch only proves that this is not Earth. The orbiting station is there primary shipyard. We have detirmened this too the larger to vessels obviously not complete and also various other scout craft docked for what appears to be repairs along with this other larger unknow vessel." The tatical wireframe diplay dispears and Preator Maruirce looks at his peers on the holo-screen. "Fellow Preators, this should be a quick and sucessfull battle if we stick with our plan. We will be coming home as war heros, and we will all be Guarians. See you in fifteen detri." Maurice finishes giving a cross armed salute and waving the holo-screen off. Sarah watches from James's and her quarters as the fleet begins to mass near the moon, she knew her husband would be launching momentarly. She stops closing her eyes rembering what he said to her before her went to the flight deck. "Sarah-" James starts holding sarah tightly in his arms, "Yes lover?" Sarah whispers. "I will do my best to help protect everyone, espcially you and our child." Sarah looks up at him smiling. "Even if it means---my death." Sarah face goes straight. "James-" James stops her. "I promiss you ethier way this battle goes I will see you and our unborn baby in heaven." Sarah quickly kisses James passiontly never wanting to stop. Sarah sighs opening her eyes and coming back from the memory, "Oh James, I love you, please lord I don't want to lose him. Please." Sarah continues starting to cry. James launches his fighter as another fighter follows the bomber group. "Lets double time it to Jesse's Devestator before the enemy fleet arrive." He gets various yes sir's back. He stops to look back at the Genesis as he wacthes her engines come on-line. "I love you Sarah." James telpathlicy thinks to her. He gets back a loving and pastione kiss and a hug. James is suprised but it obvious his unborn child is amiplfy Sarah's thoughts and the baby's own. "Engines coming on-line to eighty precent sir." Peter nods to Kathey's response. "Excellent, get the sheilds and weapons on-line and procede to the rendevous point, we don't have much time till they arrive." Kathey nods turning back to give the orders. Peter sighs, "I have no idea how we will win this battle, but i'll be damended if I don't try something." he thinks. Ben arrives on the command and control of the Enterprise, he has everyone at ease and makes his way to the commanders station. There a comlink of Admrial Terrie is waiting. "Grand Admrial." Terrie starts. "Admrial, you have complete control of the fleet, you will dispatch your oders to Jesse and Stehen directly." Terrie nods. "Understood sir." Terrie finshs turning from the comlink, she moves to the tatical display in the center of the battle room. "Jesse and Stephen, they should arrive in moment." Suddnely as Terrie finshs that statment Jesse watches as the Devestator's arrive. "There already here Admiral." He says directing the crew to open fire.
"Is the Earth Admrial in postion?" A shake rocks the ship as a beam weapon strikes the sheilds. "His fight group is in postion." Jesse nods. "Did you get that Admrial. "Roger Preator, order the fleet to move to mark six, nine sevety, ninety-three we are going to give them a little distraticon, order all avliable fighters to launch, and order the Earth Admrial to proceede." Jesse nods and begins to relay the orders. The orders come on to James's screen faster then he expected. "Okay flight group quickshot, lets do this and make it look good. Target the nearest Devestator and begin run Alpha." The fighters burst into afterburns. "Preator, Nemuros Human fighters on approch to Preator Lurinda's Devestator." Maurice turns looking at the hologrpahic display. "Preator Lurinda you have human fighters in-bound, launch all fighters to repel." Lurinda looks at her tatical display to confirm. "Preator, launch all fighters!" she orders. "Here we go." someone says over the comm as small white fighters streem from the Devestator like bees. "My count is seventy-five!" someone else comes over the comm. "This is sucide!" another voice comes over. "Cut the chatter fight groups, and clear the road." Another voice comes back and various yes sir. "Flight group Quickshot, begin run and watch that beam fighter lets do this, formation Beta." Maurice watches the group carefully as he can listen in. "Preator that flight group is some bombers and escort fighters, there all unknow types not Chosen or Terra Empire." Maurice nods, "There heading straight for her engines" he adds in. "I see it Preator-" Lurinda comes back. "I have five fighters on intercpet." Maurice nods watchng the fighters coming in. "Five enemey fighters in bound." a voice comes over. "Escort group Quickshot formation Delta!" James moves quickly destorying one fighters then moves further to begin as the bombers launch there missles. "Preator, escort broken off, we have lost sensor contact due to-Preator there launching missles!" Preator Maurice stands quickly. "James hits full speed and usses his powers to give him a sheild and enters through the sheilds of the Devestator with a bumbs, he docks and drops the hyperspace drive that was contected off. He watches a the missles come closer to the engines obviously ready to melt from the heat. James wastes no time and burns out right after the nearest fighters sending a quick beep over his comm. In that instant as Maurice watches the missles exploded and so does the Preator Lurinda's Devesator. The crews watch in shock as these so call humans have done the immposible. However in that moment the click when over the comm acrivation of the hyperspace device and the dention of the missles were sent from the Genesis. "NOW!" Peter yells over the comm, as the other two Devestator watch in shock as the thrid burns up, the GEnesis fires her main cannon at the first, and Jesse's Devestaor fire three beam weapons at it. Maurice falls reality comeing back to him. "Preator we suffering a heavy beating." Maurice just shakes his head. "The prime mitlia was wrong this is earth." he starts staning back up. "Order the fleet to retreat now!" The Centurin turns, "But Preator our order's-" Maurice looks over with a heated look and snaps back. "Our orders have changed Centurin, now carry them out." The man looking scared nods. "Yes sir." he saying, as fast as two devestator arrived they departed. James starts and looks around he notices the reamning fighters surrdering but the damge he can't help but tell.

As James moves from the lift and heads for the make shift breifing room on the enterprise he still can not shake a feeling he had when the Devestator he planted the hyperspace device on. At first he dissmissed it as guilt but now he is not so sure. "Maybe I should consuolt Samuir." he thinks as he finally enters the room the rest assmbled. Ben notices James arrival and moves from Genreal Joe to address everyone inside the room. "If everyone would care to have a seat we will begin this debreifing." various chatter that filled the room dies instantly and various people move to the nearest chair. Since there are various other parties invovled this will not be a typical debriefing for you EDF members. We will first begin with losses and damage. Preator Jesse if you would." Jesse nods and stands. "The defense fleet losses were as follows. Confirmed losses of five choson scout ships. Heavy damage to all but two others. Confirmed losses of remaing moon defenses. Confirmed losses of nearly---." Jesse pauses for a moment then finds his voice. "one hundrend and five pilots." James eyes go wide and some chater fills the room. "Minor damge to the Genesis, Enterprise, Chimur'a's ship, Stephen and my devestators. Various injurys." Ben nods as Jesse sits. "Thank you Preator, Genreal Joe if you would report enemy losses and prisoner and or defects." Joe salutes then stands. "Confirmed enemy losses of one devesator, confirmed losses of nearly thirty-five enemy fighters. Heavy damgge to remaing Devestators. Both escaped along with twenty-seven enmey fighters. Confirmed twenty-two enemy fighters captured and or defect." Joe salutes to Ben again and sits. Ben nods. "Thank you Genreal. Earth Admrial James if you would report on your operations team Quickshot please." James nods and stands. "We lost one escort pilot, one bomber took heavy damge, moderite damge to other bomber. Mission sucessfull no complcations." James sits back down. Ben nods. "Very well now we wait to see if all this worked."
Prime Miltia Stephen Hubard continas to review the data from Preator Mauirce and the destruction. "Damn, damn, damn. I never should of deny the possiblty, damn you Jesse." He whispers. There is two knocks at his door then it opens. "Prime Miltia your are being summound by the Empire Assmbly." Stephen closes his eyes. "So long, so long in control to be replaced by pride so is the Terra Empire way." he whispers quoteing his predsasor Prime Miltia Falcon Samuel. "Prime Miltia I have orders to bring you by force if necassry." Stephen filcks his screen off and turns. "No need Centurin, lets us procede to the hall." Mary watches around the room as she sits at her place watching the various Preators on the teer bellow her, and three men siting nearest to the Guardians. Suddnely some cotion starts as a Centurin bring Prime Miltia Stpehen Enters, they get to the speaking area. One man from the three siting near the Guardinas moves from his seat up to the highest teer. "Prime Miltia Stephen Hubard you know why you were summound." Stephen gets a lopsided grin. "Regardless Sir Issac you will tell me." Some of the Preators look shocked that Stephen would dare regard the man with such dissrepect. Issac laughs a little. "That I will, your recklessness has lead to a tradgey and the people are in-reaged for an explnation. No chosen lord has ever defeated a Devestator that is why it is immpossible yet this so call non-humans have done it witch leads us to belive that prehaps Preator 2nd Mitlita Jesse Christian was correct. Yet you saw this as a threat so closed the matter. Am I correct." Stephen just laughs and looks up and smiles, "Yes after all I learned for the best Sir Issac." More chatter comes, Issac gets a very serious look and silents the chatter. "The asmbly will take that as a yes, as acordingly, to statisfy the people and this assmbly you shall be decomishened." A short small gasp escapes the preators, and Stepehn closes his eyes as if being hit by a death blow. "You will publicly take full resposiblty for this tragdey and step down as prime miltia. Then you shall be replaced by a more worthy and resposnible Terran." Stephen looks up and opens his eyes. "Of course Sir Issac. But I assure you this is far from resolved." The man nods and turns to face the preators. "Untill a new prime miltia is apointed all hostiles with this EDF will cease and communcations will be opened. This conucil is dissmised."
James moves into his dimly lit quarters and unbuttons a few top buttons and moves his hand around his neck and shoulder in a massage like motion. "Ohhh." he moans a little feeling just how tense he is. He stops and looks in the bedroom to see Sarah sound asleep clinching onto James's pillow. James just smiles and moves back into the main room and sits at a computer terminal. The light from the screen suprises James's eyes but they quickly adjust. He moves at the terminal with expert speed as he makes an entry. He gets lost in his thoughts and times passes quickly he stops to rub his eyes with two fingers as he looks down, he feels two soft gentel hands touch his shoulder blades and gently massage them. "Ohhh, that feels good." James says. Sarah smiles, "I love it when i'm in complete control." James nods. "I do too love." Sarah kisses him gently on the neck and places her head near his to look at his screen. "Your written report and..." James sighs taking one of her hands in his own. "Death acklogment for the pilots, Peter is doing most of them but there is so many espically my wingman so I am helping out. I felt like I should." James closes his eyes, Sarah gets concered quickly and moves to sit on his lap, James quickly moves to hold her close. "James?....Whats wrong lover?" A single tear drops from James eye but his voice does no wavier in his shallow greving. "No matter what I chosse millions maybe billions would have died. I though I would be able to handle it, but the weight-----the guilt." he pauses looking at her tears starting to flow his outside completion and strength breaks apart in front of Sarah's eyes, no one, not even her, as ever seen James completley and totaly break down. "I killed over one million incocent lives. Whats worse is I used gods gifts, they were are own, they are not the enemy but in order to insure peace I murdered them." finnaly James can say no more as he begins to ball into Sarah's arms. Sarah holds him closer and harder then ever before as she two begins to cry knowing how much this is hurting James inside. "Lover it's over now, lines of communcation has opened everything will be alright." James stops for a second to look at Sarah. "Thats the worst part love." he says regiaing his composare his voice starting to returning to normal as he wipes a few tears from Sarah's cheek. "Is that sooner or latter the Terra Empire will learn the truth and when they do they will call for me and I will have to go." Sarah clinchs him tighter. "No they will kill you, you can;t go you can't leave me and our baby." James stops Sarah with one finger. "I have to pay from my crime, you can't justify what I did love. And I will have to face that Terra Empire Assmbly and be judged by there people. And if I am to die then so be it." Sarah tears in her eyes looks at James. "Why-Why!!! There was no other way!!" James holds her close and begins to cry more. "Thats the worse part, thats what is killing me inside. Was it the only way? Was it the right choice? But if I didn't and there wasn't another way-" Sarah looks at James with all her love for him in her eyes. "Enough James! Regardless of what happens next I want to be her with you right now, I want to live in our moment together and never let. Promiss me you won't let go!" James holds her tighter tears in both there eyes. "I will never let go of this moment." He whispers they kiss with such passion and fire and love then ever before and if you watched from space you could almost swear that the quarters on the Genesis lite up brighter then the sun.
"Well we did it Jacob, talks have begun with the Terra Empire and the EDF. We have succseeded. But at what cost? Lives? Emotions? Innocence?" Jesse turns to look at Jacob siting at his station. "Or have we only delayed the inbetival? What if James is right, what if this day is far from over and one day we will be held acountable? What then old freind?" Jacob frowns. "Then we may come right back where we started sir." Jesse nods. "Thats what scares me the most, to know that I did something i never said I would do, poltical games at the cost of others. And have the reason why come back and bite me in the ass." Jesse shakes his head. "Only time will tell now, only time." A beep comes over his comm, he flicks it audio only is displayed on the holo-comm. "This is Preator Jesse Christian, what seems to be the problem?" A voice comes back. "Your people have stoped with the EDF but I have learned that they have barricaded Chosen." Jesse looks supprised. "Have they opened fire yet? How did you find out?" Jesse asks, the voice comes back. "How I know is not important. What you and the EDF do is, we will propose something to the EDF council this morning in the mean time I belive you should ask your new found Preator freind if he knew about this and why he neglected to mention it." The comm goes dead and Jacob looks at Jesse, "Preator? Whats wrong?" Jesse looks up at him. "I think we may not have to wait long to find out what happens of this day. Have Preator Stephen Join me on the Enterpirse immdetaly." Jacob nods as Jesse departs.

Jesse walks back toward the docking bay that connectons the Enterprise to his Devestator. "I can understand why there developing such a weapon but-" Jesse thinks trying hard to keep from shouting it outloud. "how will James recact to something like this?" Jesse shakes his head. "Damn it." he says a little too loudly turning a few heads. He ignores the looks and just continues and shakes his head griping the datapad tighter. "Whats worse is the EDF can not do anything about the baricade around chosen at the moment. What else can go wrong now." as if one cue a annocumnet comes over the comm. "All EDF high personal, and Terra Empire Preators please report the the Enterprise breifing room immdetialy. Priorty red. Repeat Priorty Red! All-" the annocument continues, Jesse turns from going toward his ship back to where he came from. "I had to open my big mouth." he whispers. James finshes buttoning the last top button on his unifrom as he enters the breifing quarters. "My aplogies." James says taking a seat. "Quite all right Earth Admrial, were still waiting a connection to Earth with the Admiral." Ben states. James nods wondering what the emergency could be, "Did our plan fail?" James wonders, he shakes the worry away. Finnaly the communcation screen comes on line. A tired Admrial Terrie on the screen, she salutes. "My aplogies everyone, but it has been a hetic morning." Ben nods, "Quite understood Admrial, what seems to be the emergency." Terrie nods droping her salute after everyone else. "At zero-fifteen hours this morning we recived a short coded burst message." James looks suprised. "Jomark?" James asks. Terrie nods. "Thats correct Earth Admrial, Jomark are Alpha Centauri spaceport and first colony is under attack by Choson." Chimur'a hits the desk. "Dean, it has to be." Ben nods, "Obviously there is no delay we must dispatch ships to abreast the attack. Earth Admrial and Preator Jesse I would like you two to proceded to Jomark and stop the incursions. James, you must hyper there immdetialy, Jesse how long will it take you to reach Alpha Cenaturi." Jesse shrugs. "I don't belive more then a hour, we still have a damage to the engines." Ben nods, "Very good, James you are on battle alert you are to leave immdetaliy, I am transfring what pilots and equipment we can spare to the Gensis. But you can not dealy, it has already been about a half an hour since we recived that transmission." James nods. "I understand sir." he stands and salutes and heads out, Samuir and Triton following him. "Jesse you are dissmed to leave as well the personal on your devestator will stay. Good luck." Jesse nods and exits as well, as Ben continues to the rest. "Just when you think were out of the worst." James whispers "Hmm, yes, this is a hardship we face in an uncertian war." Triton states. James nods. "Isn't that the truth." he sighs.
Peter stands from the bridge chair on the Genesis. "Sir." he salutes. "Glad to see you back sir." various responses are heard. "Thank you everyone, I know not most of you have gotten much rest but so is war. We have recived a distress signal from Jomrak, the Alpha Centauri spaceport colony we established a month or so ago. We are to immdetaly goto battle alert and hyperspace to orbit of the planet." Kathey looks shocked at James's orders. "With all due respect sir were going into an unknow enemy attack with out any support." James nods. "Oh we will have support it will just take them about twenty to thirty minutes to arrive. Jesse's devestator will support us when he can arrive, but we must arrive immdeltay before Jomark is overrun it's still a new colony and if we lose it how can we settle let alone protect other such colonies." Kathey nods and turns to the intercom. "Attetion all crew members, all EDF personal are to battle alert, city to battle alert all stations prepare for hyperspace jump to Jomakr in twenty minutes this is not a drill repeat this is not a drill!" James smiles, "She has deiftnly fitted the postion of commander Peter." James thinks to Peter. "That she has sir, with your absseance latley and my taking command she has become quite dependable." Peter thinks. James nods taking the chair as a red hue fills the bridge and most of the ship. Jesse walks onto the bridge of the Devestator, Jacob moves from his chair as Jesse catchs up to him. "Sir, I got your message and relayed it to the rest of the crew we are ready to depart the Enterprise at any time." Jesse nods siting in the pure white chair. "Very good Jacob, take us out." Jacob nods and moves to his station and gives out the orders. The huge white devestator begins to move with precision speed away from dock with the Enterprise, the huge white ship dwarfs the station and the Genesis as it moves against the backdrop of Earth. It fiannly clears the station. "We have cleared the station prepareing best speed to Jomark in the Alpha Cenaturi system." Jacob states. Jesse nods and watches as the moon becomes closer then in a ray of speed is gone. James watches as the white streek of the Devestaor moves by, blinking would miss the show of a huge ships moving at unbelivable speed even with damged engines. James looks at the crono countdown to hyperspace it reads t-minues fifteen minutes and counting. He continues to look at the crono as the hussle and bussle of the crew as they preapre for battle and the jump. Manide drops into the seat of her fighter as she switchs on the cockpit contorols and begins pre-flight checks she tries to focus on her thoughts. "No rest for the wery." she thinks as she continues to bring her fighter to flight readyness various voices and alarms going off around her. "First we get attacked by the Choson at Earth. Then the Terra Empire goes and sends Devestator's after us, now the Choson are attacking Jomark." She shakes her head but then stops for just a second and laughs a bit. "Well it is a distration form other things I guess." she whispers as he cockpit finnaly closes and her fighter is flight ready. She cues her comm. "This is Beta One to Beta Squadron, after we jump we will launch, it is a type zero emergency, no time for checks, you break and attack nearest Choson target understood." She waits for a few seconds as rogers come back. "Beta Four to Beta One, no offeinse boss but when is it not an emergency." Mandie can't help but giggle a little. "Beta One to Beta Four, isn't that the truth Sub. Lt. Doty." suddnely her comm is intrupted by Kathey's voice. "All hands brace for Hyperspace Jump, repeat all hands brace for Jump." Mandie gets focous as the ship, fighters, and herself begin to dissable molcule by molcule for the jump. "Out of the fire and into the sun." He jokes yet ever so serious as whiteness of hyperspace takes them. Terrie watches the Genesis disspear from her tatical display. "How long will it take for us to establish a tight-beam connection of the battle at Jomark?" she asks the officer next to her. "About ten to fifteen minutes, after the Genesis arrives." Terrie turns shocked. "That long?" she asks, the officer nods. "Yes, the attack by Dean and the Terra Empire took out most of sattlite and long range communcation equipment on the moon and since there is no relay-sattlite operation around Jomark yet-" Terrie sighs waving a hand. "I get the point, so basicly were blind her for ten to fifteen minuets." The man nods confirming. "In a space battle, a lot can happen in ten to fifteen minutes." she whispers turning back to the tatical display.
Chimur'a walks up to the temporary quarters for the Grand Adrmial, he presses the door chime near the door. A few seconds latter it opens, as Chuimur'a walks in Ben drops the datapad he is holding over his face a bit to get a good view of his visitor. "Ah Commander Chimur'a." Ben starts placing the datapad on his desk as the door closes behind Chimur'a. "What is it that you needed to discuss with me." Chimur'a nods taking the seat Ben motions to for him to sit. "I am sure you have heard of Commander Lournt'i?" Ben nods, "Yes if I recall she was the commander on board the Enteprise when we finally recaptured it. Also she was the one who msyterisal attacked James then disspeared shortly there after." Chimur'a nods. "Yes that is true, Ben belived and told me that she was killed. You see Lournt'i was a suboarte of mine, I thaught her most everything I knew about being a Choson miltary commander. However we also had a more then profesional relationship." Ben nods, "Yes I rember Triton speaking about that shortly when you first arrived on the Enterprise after your defection." Chimur'a nods, "Yes, but I am sure your all were puzzled why I attacked the Genesis then was telported away." Ben nods, "Yes, Trtion told Peter and James you would of had to do something drastic for Dean to waste telportation energy on just you." Chimru'a nods, "Yes Triton asked me about it, when I explained it to him he asked me to speak with you as soon as things, how you humans say, calmed down." Ben laughs a little. "When things havn't been quite but this is the first day in a while we havn't been attacked." Chimru'a nods. "True, the reason I attacked was because I sent an operative onto the Genesis becasue I belived Lournt'i was on board. My agent was sending a communcation back to me confirming this and was shortly killed, this caused my spearheaded attack that resulted in Dean telporting me back." Ben looks shocked. "Lournt'i is still on board the Genesis." Chimur'a nods. "Yes I belived you were holding her captive, but Triton explained to me the process of events as you have." Ben stands up distraught. "That means it had to of been Lournt'i that killed you opertive." Chimur'a again nods. "Yes witch brings the question, why? Why hide on the Genesis all this time, why kill an opertive I sent to find her against Dean's knowlege." Ben turns even more serious. "But more importantly why we havm't noticed her presence." Chimur'a nods. "Thats easy to anwser she is masqurading using her powers to look like someone else." Ben sighs siting back in his seat. "This is quite distraught Chimur'a. There is a least over twenty-five thousand rebel choson serving or living on the Genesis. And we can't check them all." Chimur'a nods. "Thats correct, but I thaught her, and I know what to look for with a carefull investgation I am sure we can find her." Ben closes his eyes. "Yes I am sure we could. But-" he stops sighing and opens his eyes. "If she has gone to such extremes to not be discovred and knowing your with us now she must surley expect it." Chimur'a smiles. "Thats why I have an idea that will surley drive her out of hiding." Ben looks intruqed as Chimru'a continues. The Genesis reassambles from hyperspace and is greated by a firefight. Kathey loses her stance for a second. "Report!" James calls out, griping his seat tightly. "Total of three scout ships, and one destoryer. The base has sustained modrate damge, all in place defesnes have been destoryed." Someone sighs. "Looks like we arrived just in time." another says. "All flight groups launch, sutain heavy fire on that destoryer it is our primary concerian. Bombers move in to elimate scout ships!" James listens as Kathey gives out orders to the various Genesis flight groups. "Talk about a hornest nest." a voice alls over Mandie's comm. "I've got four bogies on imbound!" another voice calls over. "I'm all over it!" another voice comes over. "Beta one to Beta suqadron, primary target's are the scout ships. Beta two and three break and attack bogie nearest the Genesis at vector three, seventeen, ninety. Beta four your with me." rogers come back as Chris comes up on her wing. "Beta four to Beta one. After the attacks by the Terra Empire this seems like a cake job." Mandie smiles, "One small diffrence Sub Lt. Doty. The Choson use there fighters in any situation. I'm going on my bomb run, cover me." Chirs zooms past her in a fury of speed. "Already all over them Beta one." he says shooting one fighter coming up from a sixty degree angel. Manide sighs, "Thanks, I owe you on that one." Chirs laughs a bit over the comm. "I'll rember that boss." James looks over the sitation as well as Samuir. "Something wrong with this situation isn't there." James voices to Samuir through his thoughts. "Yes, i'm sure Dean knew we would send the Genesis to batter this attack." Samuir responds. "Smells like a big fat trap." he whispers and thinks. "Anything on long range sensors?" James asks, Kathey takes a look. "Negtive sir, were the only ships in the system." James looks at Samuir, he shakes his head. "How much longer untill we have a tight-beam transmision with Earth of the battle situation?" he asks. "Another thirteen-minutes." James sighs "And Jesse still won't arrive for another twenty to thrity after that." Dean watches carefully for the small captial ship. "Any indecation that they have noticed us or scaned for us?" he asks to the officer. "They did do a long range scan about tewenty earth seconds ago, but nothing to show they know were here." Dean nods. "Good prepare for the attack, we must take the Genesis out before there new found freinds can arrive or before they can ask for help." The man nods and begins giving order. Dean smiles evily. "Today Genesis, James you die! Along with all you tratiors!" he thinks.
James watches on his display and from the viewport the battle outside, also using his choson ablites he is able to hear some of the fighter pilots chatter from Kathey's headset. "Alpha nine, you got two boggies closing on you at mark three five, whats your status?" a pilot comes over the comm. "Alpha nine here, I am trying to make a kill over, repeat engaged in dogfight with enemy fighter that is attacking Delta three." the pilot comes back. "Roger that, Alpha six, move in an assist Alpha nine against thoses two incoming boggies, i'll watch your six." the female voice responds. "Roger that Alpha one, boss? Who will watch your six?" the pilot responds. "Let me worry about that, right now keep thoese fighters off the escort fighters!" Tami calls out, James knowing for a fact she leads Alpha squadron. James looks at the connection and arrival crono, both are moving rather slower then he thought. Suddnely the Genesis shakes, "Report?" James calls back. "Were taking various missle hits!" the ship shakes again. "That was laser fire, it's definty captail ships, but it isn't any of the enemies there engaged with the fighters, and the Destoryer is heavly damged!" Kathey reports, the ship shakes again. "You sure it's not stray fire or fighters?" it shakes even harder causing Kathey to stumble. "No fighter or even stray fire can do that. Thats point blank range!" James curses, "Then what is it?" he shouts as the ship shakes again harder each time. "What the hell is going on out there?" Joe wonders in his office at the marine barracks on the ship. Finnaly he drops his favriote cup. "Thats it i'm going up there to find out what the hell James is doing." as he leaves his office he is nocked to the floor this time by the shake. "What in the blazes is firing at us?" James demands. "Acrodring to senors there is nothing out there, but are sheilds are starting to fail." James shakes his head and holds onto his seat as the ship shakes again. "Can we get any visual confrimation?" Kathey looks at him. "You heard the combat chatter as well as I sir, all fighters are currently engaged!" James sighs as the ship shakes. "Not all, prepare my fighter." he says starting to stand and holding onto to any support. "Sir I reguest that I go not you." James smiles, "Acuttaly i'd like you to fly my wing Peter. Triton, Samuir, you are in command, have our ships ready Lt." Kathey nods sending the orders to the flight deck as James and Peter finnaly depart the bridge fighting to keep there balance. "Good, Good." Dean says watching as the ships swoop around the Genesis striking her with all there weapons. "Whats there status and ours?" he asks. "There taking heavy damge, there sheilds are starting to fail in most places, we have taken no damge, and the Genesis has yet to open fire on us." Dean nods. "Good they can't see us, be alert i'm sure James may launch to get visual confirmation." The officer nods a yes sir as they finnaly stirke the Genesis hull. "That sounded like a hit on the hull." James states finshing geting his flight suit on. "I wonder how bad." Peter says fitting into his. Joe finnaly makes his way onto the bridge as chatter fills it. "Genreal." Triton states looking back from the command chair, Joe makes his way to it beside Samuir. "That sounded like it hit the hull, how bad?" Triton was about to respond when another strike hits the ship also on the hull. "Hull breach on deck three-hundred twenty one, minor damge to all decks ten above and below that. Crews en route. Earth Admrial James and Commander Peter preparing to launch, your clear." James nods as they launch into space the battle happing over the planet evedient. "That last breach was near the engines, lets head there and keep your eyes pleaed, don't trust sensors." James calls over. "Right on your tail boss." Peter comes back as they move across the Genesis looking at the damage. Finnaly they see it like a black hull looking almost as small as Chimur'a's ship possibly smaller. "There it is!" James states seeing it first. "Damn I get nothing on sensors." James nods, "Roger that, watch it's fire and cover me i'm going to try to get a scan of that hull." Peter nods moving in, as the ship opens fire on them and the Gensis. "Emproer, Orch'u reports two human fighters, he has opened fire." Dean turns. "Have they yet?" The man shakes his head. "One is running screen fireing blindly while the other closes in." Dean nods. "James is coming in to try to scan the hull, direct Orch'u to fire all weapons on that fighter and move us to do so. Tell Maru'i to continue firieing on the Genesis and use full power!" The officer nods.
Peter curses, "There not buying me boss, oh dear lord here comes another one." James nods, "Yeah I see it, fire into it best you can I need to get closer." James says doging it's firing and the other ship at amazing speed, Peter truns and fires right into the ship it strikes it hull in a small explosion. "No sheilds?" Peter whispers fireing at it still now geting a response he moves the ship losely avoiding fire. James gets right over the hull scaning the ships hull with his sensors and using his ablites to aplify the readings. "Ah boss! I could use some help here!" Peter calls avoiding fire one narrwoly passes by his cockpit. "Hang on Peter i'm coming-" he hears a curse and sees and explosion. "PETER!" James yells over the comm.

Peter opens his eyes slowly, blinking them soon after to adjust his eyes to the darkness, he lifts his head up a termendous headache hiting him first then a shot of pain from his right leg. He grits his teeth tightly and closses his eyes suddnely at the double dose of pain. Once it subsides he opens his eyes to look at his right leg, and see's what caused his pain. He looks over the would evdient that he was bleeding but hs stoped, he also see's the bone broken and still somwhat showing out from his skin. Peter shakes his head and cureses every so softly. That last thing he rembers was firing into that strange stealth like ship, he remebrs his front sheilds falling and calling to James for help, then he rembers an alarm a flash and James screaming his name. Obviously he is not dead, and not back on the Genesis witch can mean only one thing. "I've been captured." he whispers blinking his eyes very slowly as pain though subsided still hurting badly. "That explains why I'm not bleeding but not completly healed. They want me to live, for now, and soften up so they can intergate me." He thinks going through the scenrio back at the Air Force acadmey and the irony of teaching a class on the subject at the EDF Acadmey.Peter moves his eyes around the dark room to see if he can make out any windows or viewports, he sees none, not even a door that he can make out. He slowly places one of his hands on the floor, it's cold, very cold, and smooth. "Must be on a ship." he whispers moving his hand up forom the steel like floor. He can tell from the cell's design that is choson, but obviously the acrhture and placement is nothing he has seen before. "Must be praticly brand new." He thinks. He closes his eyes again and sighs he thoughts returning on what to do. "Escape will be diffcult but it may not be impposible." He thinks, suddnly he feels a shake, his leg moves from it's postion ever so slighty but fast enough to send waves of pain through him, he can't help but scream in agony, his last thought before the darkness took him was that of his wife and unborn child. Joe watches as one of the three stealth ships burns up and explodes from the firing of the Gensis weapons, the other two seem to move one heavly damged by Peter assualt, the other doing it's best to keep James away from the cricatly hurt ship and run cover. Finnaly it ends, the two ships move at tremonds speed and are gone. The fireing of the Gensis weapons stop and Joe can see James's fighter siting pointed at the direction the ships left. At first Joe's thought was he was going after them, but slowly and surley it was evident he was not. Joe sighs, he knows for a fact if it were James in Peter's postion he would not delay in prusuit but thats him not James. Finnaly James's fighter turned around and headed back to the Gensis hanger. The battle for Jomark was over, with still ten minutes to spare for the arrival of Jesse's Devestator, however damage was much more then expected. The stealth ships manged to cause sufficent damage to the enegry genrators for the sheilds and the main gun. Whats worse was the hyperdrive was destoryed and the loss of Peter to the enemy. Joe turns away from the view port and heads for the exit. "I am going to meet up with the Earth Admrial on the flight bay." He annacous to Triton, the man nods as Joe exits.
Dean looks around the small bridge, taking in the damage. "Whats the report?" he asks to an officer. "We took heavy damage from Peter before we destroyed his fighter and captured him, we took a bit more from the Genesis. Mar'ui took minor damage and unfourntly Orch'u was destoryed by James's fighter and the fire from the Genesis." Dean shakes his head. "This operation isn't an entire loss. We do know the stealth hull works, and only when we raised our sheilds did they see us. Plus we bagged an imporant prisoner. Speaking of witch I should greet our guest, tell me the moment we arrive at Spehru'ti." Dean orders leaving the bridge, the officer just bows as he does so. James sits on a bench in the locker room, his flight suit only half off as the whole situation is whirling in his mind. "Don't beat your self up over things you couldn't anything about, you have already been down this road too many times before." James manges to laughs and turns to look at Joe. "Ussaly it's me giving such sage advice. How far we have come eh old freind?" Joe nods mangle to laugh as well and sits beside James. "Geting older does that to us I guess. Right now we have to think of how Peter's wife is going to handle this news." James grimcies, he was trying not to think about the subject, lossing him to the enemy was bad enough, but going through the pain of telling his wife what happened. "It's not going to be easy, she'll take it pretty hard. And before you offer, no, I and I alone have to tell her." Joe nods and pats James on the back. "You know me too well. Alright, i'll help Triton look over things, don't worry we'll get him back." James nods starting to take the rest of his flight suit off. "Damn right we will." James Whispers. James walks slowly down the command hallways as he approchs Peter and Sarah's quarters, he runs the scenrio through his head over and over, still he knows it will prepare him for her inventable break down. He sighs as he finnaly reaches there quarters door, he makes a slient prayer for strength and cues the door. It takes quicker then he thought to open, and siting there on the bed still in her nightgown is the preagent Sarah Fox. "Come in James." Sarah says, James does so and the door closses behind him and the room goes dark, only the stars from the viewport and the computer screen from the room casting a dim light. "Sarah I have some bad news, i'm afraid--" James pauses trying to read Sarah's expression light, but he can't see her face. "Peter your husband in the last attack was captured by the choson, there-there was nothing I could do I wasn't there for him like I should of, i'm so sorry." Sarah turned her head, tears rolling down her cheeks evident as they sparkled in the dim light and continued to stream but she manged to smile in her slient crying. "It's not your fault James, I wish, we all wish you stop always blaming yourself for things you have no control over." James sighs and nods, this was not the time or place to argue the point, in any case it didn't matter, the guilt was still there it always is. Sarah stood up and walked in front of James a placed a hand on his shoulder. "Peter is strong and reslient, you know that, we just have to hope and pray, he can survive untill we can get to him." James nods, "I promiss I will do everything I can to get him back." Sarah nods crying more. "I hope so not for my sake, but my child's." James hugs Sarah and she grips on tightly breaking into complete tears, James just holds her, silent tears falling as Sarah breaks down, no matter how much mind preapration, nothing preapres him for the break down of his freinds.
Jesse along with the other's overlooks the comm playback from James's flight recorder and scan results, it finnaly ends. "Not to encourging." Terrie admits a minute latter over the comm. "No it's not." Jesse says in agreement. "Triton, what do you make of it?" He asks looking across the breifing table, Triton sits defly still in utter thought or confusion, hard to tell. "I'm not sure, I don't recall any such ship being developed let alone created. This is a well guarded secret and considering the haste of the depature of the ships, my guess was Dean was on one of them." James nods in agreement. "He had to be on the one Peter attacked, as soon as that ship took heavy damage all three ships sheilds went up and both came to assist. And in the escape both were running cover for it." Joe nods. "What really worries me is the inclustivy of this data you did get James. Obviously it must be thorughly looked at, but that will take a lot of time. In the meantime Dean has an excellent strike weapon, and we don't know how many he has." Tami states the obvious point. "What data you have James send through the Devestator so we can take a look here and see if we can come up some sort of scanning system. In the mean time, what are our losses?" Terrie asks oviosuly expecting the worse. "It could have been much worse." Triton admits, Joe nods. "We lost seven fighters, and all of Jomark's defenses have been destoryed, the spacport and colony took minor damage. And the Genesis, the Genesis is on sublight speed only. Our hyperdrive has been destroyed, and some power genrators have been damged making power somewhat scarce, also the anti-grav genrators took minor damage." Joe pauses looking at James. "And Commander Peter Fox fighter was destroyed and he was captured by the stealth ships." Terrie curses catching praticly everyone including her self off guard. She reassests her composure. "What information do we have on where the ships were headed?" Terrie asks. "Thats the good news, James did a through check as they exited and we have pin-pointed a planet in the Sigma system they were headed too, it's called Spejru'ti, a reasearch and development and ship procduction planet." Triton states. "No doubt heavly defended too." Jesse puts in. "Admrial when do we begin a rescue operation." Terrie bits her lip not wanting to say what she has to. "We don't, we don't have the man power nor resources to put into a rescue operation into enemy terrtory." James looks suprised. "Admrial you can't be-" Terrie places a hand up. "Defly serious, as I said we have more urgent matter to intend to, some that will have your intrest and more over a chance to find that Lournt'i that attacked you nearly three years ago." James sighed in defeat, and somewhat fear of what she had done to him. "Please James, I don't like it ethier but right now we can not, I will speak with the Grand Admrial and Chimur'a and see if he can come up with something, please don't go out on your own, I--- your wife couldn't take it. Thats an order." James nods. "Your in command of the fleet." Terrie manges to laugh a bit. "Don't remind me. Admrial Terrie EDF headquarters out." and the comm goes dark. "Well thats that." Joe says balling up a fist. "Reminds me why I hate athourity." James laughs, "Never minded mine?" Joe smirks, "That's different and you know it." James puts up his hands. "Guilty." Triton manges to stand trying his best to ignore the standard human humor he can't understand. "Any rate sir, who will be going down planet side to over see clean up and repair operation." James puts his hands back down and smiling fading. "I suppose you can handle that triton, have Jesse go down with you, see what were going to need and such." Jesse grins, "First he destorys and attacking force and fends off the stealth ships before I arrive, now he sends me on an observation duty? Never lets anyone have the fun." Joe nods, "Never ever." Tami manges to giggle rather loudly. Triton just salutes and departs.
Peter opens his eyes slowly and is taken by suprise by the bright light, he moves a hand to block the light to allow his eyes to adjust. "Damn now where am I." Peter asks himself. "Disorting isn't it, that why I enjoy these new cells so much." A voice says from Peter's left, he moves his head to see the man and freezes, there standing near a doorway in the bright cell room is Emporer Dean himself. "Suprised to see me so soon eh? Good that will make this all the more intresting." Dean says walking across the steel floor, Peter moves his hand away from his eyes and back onto the cold, very cold floor. "Guess I havn't moved then." He thinks then says. "No just shocked that your letting me live." Dean nods. "For now you have a porpouse, in the mean time-" he waves his hand and two guards with like a stretcher following them enter the cell. "You have questions to anwser." Peter bit his lip. "Like hell I will." he says, but something inside told him that Dean would get what he wanted wether Peter liked it or not. The guards were not tenderly with Peter's condition, obviously on pourpose as they got him on the alien stretch and moved him out of the cell, before they exited his sight went dark. "What the hell-" he says outloud. "Sorry can't let you see this ship if you do manage to escape." Peter curses, he is sure his eyes are still open and nothing is covering his eyes it's as though Dean shoruded his vision in darkness. "Trying to scare me, it's working." Peter admits in his thoughts, and something clicked, not allowing to see this ship. Peter nodded just a little in understanding the reason the aricthure looked so new is because it is. He is on board one the new Choson stealth ships. He streches out with all the senses he can, trying to catch, a sound a smell something that he pick up. Nothing abosulty nothing, strange feeling he can't even hear or fell his own breathing it's like going completley and total sensory numb. Peter knows if he could feel it he would shiver, such power, such control, and James is even more so. No wonder Dean is so afraid of him. Peter watied for what seemed like and entrinty untill the numbness of his sensory's was lifted and we was moved onto a chair. Peter fights back yelling in pain not wanting to give Dean the pleassure. "Oh belive me you will scream sooner then you think." Dean says obviously his pain showing through his face anyway. He is secured to the chair and the soldiers leave, the room goes dark leaving only a large holgraphic like screen in front of him. "Name, Rank, Serial Number." Dean says. Peter pauses, "Sounds like bait to get me to open my mind to him, I don't think so." Peter turns his hip to the right, he bits back the pain. Dean frowns. "Imperisive, I didn't expect you to catch on so quickly." Sunddely Peter feels a needle, then his body goes numb. "Now i'll stay it again, Name, Rank, Serial Number." Peter curses to himself detiremend not to let in, but instead. "Peter Fox, Commander of the DSR Genesis, A698-765XC-21N." Peter can't belive what he just said. "How the hell??" Then he rembers the needle, "Must be something in there the makes me anwser his questions." He thinks. "Good, now lets begin." Peter goes stiff the screen turns from white to static, then a small heat begins in his head, more of an anyyonce or a pull then anything. Then sunddnly it burns like fire. Peter screams in agony as his mind is in a sense raped. The screen starts to flash of all Peters private thoughts. Dean watches looking intently. Peter continues to scream his head moving despite the numbness of the injection finnaly he goes unconsious Dean continues looking at the screen, and then stops it at a frame and smiles.
Chimru'a can't help but shiver at what Terrie just told her. "So Peter's been captured eh?" Ben asks, Terrie nods on the comm. "Yes, by Dean himself we belive." Terrie confirms, Chimur'a can't help but shiver once again at the words. Ben turns to Chimru'a, "Whats the possiblty of Peter breaking?" He asks seriously. Chimur'a shakes his head. "No one needs to break Grand Admrial, Dean what is called in your lanuage a mind probe." Ben frowns more, "Explain." he mumbles really. Chimru'a shivers again just recalling. "He does a quick probe scan without need of concent of the victim, it's fast, through very painfull and sometimes deadly. Whatever and anything in Peter's mind, even things he may not recall or know, Dean will find." Ben shakes his head very disturbed at what Chimur'a is telling him, "That is not very hopefull information Commander. Do you belive Peter will survive." Chimur'a sighs, and winces expecting the question. "It depends on how deep Dean probes, and if he really wants to use Peter as bait for James. Otherwise--" he shakes his head. "No I don't think he will." he admits. Ben nods and sits back in his seat in utter thought. "We can not doing anything about Peter's situation for the moment, at least untill we can get back to our feet, in the meantime. May god be with Peter. May he somehow survive." Terrie nods and salutes as the comm goes dead. James enters his quarters and moves toward his closet as he removes his uniform, he begins to unbotton it and removes about the top half when he feels familer hands grab gently at his side and a small kiss on his neck. He turns slowly taking the hands of his wife in his own, she is wearing her robe, obviously reading for bed as well. "Been a while since we have been able to sleep together eh?" She says smiling. James smiles as well kissing her lips softly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were back from Sarah's quarters yet." Sarah shrugs kissing him soflty back. "Your forgivin." She giggles, "So what did Terrie say?" Sarah asks, her eyes shimring hoping that no matter what he won't leave her again. "She said we can't mount a resuce operation." Sarah looks even more concenred at his response. "Are....are you going after him anyway?" She manges to ask, giriping him even tighter, James sighs and lets it out slowly. "No." He instaly feels and senes her worry and anxitey vanish, he kisses her ever so sweetly, she kisses even more pasiontly in response. "I don't want you to leave me." She whsipers moving her lips over his, he rubs his cheek against hers. "I know, I just pray Peter will be ok." Sarah places a hand on James's Cheek. "It's not your fault none of it so please don't blame your self." James nods feeling the back of her thumb caress his cheek. "I know. It just won't go away." She kisses him sweetly again. "I know." She whispers.

"He did what Admiral!" Ben demans over the comm, Terrie thinks it's always rather cute when her husband becomes angry and suprised at the same time. "Earth Admiral James gave his Earth Guard Samuir a type-four modifed reconsaince fighter to procede to the Spejru'ti system to rescue Commander Peter." Terrie repeats, Ben dosn't seem to notice her telling him, again. "How can he just issue a fighter to a clivilan! He is over riding his athourity-" Terrie intrupts. "Ben I know, but techinacly Samuir is not a clivilan or miltary he is a special operative witch James still has complete control over escpically on his ship." Ben nods cursing lightly. "I know but it is still irrseposbible." Chmiur'a clears his throught and lets it out slowly. "Going after Peter himself is irrsposbible, this is pure stragtey." Ben turns to Chimur'a, "Explain." he states rather then asks, Chimur'a nods not seeming to notice the diffrence in tone. "Certinaly, Dean knows for a fact we are in no condion to issue a complete rescue operation into heavlity defended enmey space. So he assmues the only one who can even have a chance of geting him out is James. Hence the bait. James knows this and knowing there is no rescue operation and knowing he can't go himself lest into a trap he sends an ace in the hole, as you humans put it. The one person, the one factor Dean may have overlooked. Samuir." Ben nods seeing it like chese pices on a chessboard. "Like going after the captured queen with the knight instead of the king." Ben put's it figurivtly. "But it leaves the king vunrable." Terrie points out. Ben nods and so does Chimur'a "There is always a risk in stragety, there is nothin as full proof." Ben nods and sighs, "This is not the time to get into this, what is done is done and we can't do anything to stop it right now we have bigger poblems." Ben pushes a button on his desk and his door opens, a man in a blue robe escorted by a guard entered. The guard exits and Ben does a semi bowing. "Thank you for waiting Lord Syruia as I am sure you know we have been quite busy." Syruia nods taking a seat in front of Ben's desk. "Quite alright Grand Admiral, I am just glad I have finnaly been able to speak with you." Ben nods, "As am I. As you may or may not know Admiral the Chosen Lord's homeworld is under blocade and attack. Acording to what we know a good size of the Terra Empire fleet is constinly fireing beams into you plantary sheild. How long can that sheild last?" Ben asks, Syruia shurgs if you can call it that. "We are not certian, a few earth years maybe but with a consent beam attack for even an earth year would distablies in the system there could be holes." Terrie nods, "Witch is why you asked for our help." Syruia nods, "Yes, we know you can not do much in your state but we only need to distract the Terra Empire enough where they can not keep up a countined bombardment, that would allow the Sheild system to divert it's power where it's needed and recharge in weakend areas." Chimur'a nods, "Yes but what damage can we do against a Terra Empire Devestator, only the James and the Genesis would stand a chance along with the two Devstators we have. But James's ship is cripled and Jesse is running defense and arrons for the Genesis's and the Alpha Cenaturi base repairs. And I don't know where Preator Stepehen is now." Ben nods, "We can help but it's not easy, I have sent Preator Stephen to recoansince of Terra Empire operations over your world, we need to know what were up against. Chimur'a your in command of the rebels in Triton's absance how many operational rebel ships are there?" Chimur'a looks a little suprised. "My own, and around twenty five others, five more will be out of repair latter today." Ben nods, "Good, Admiral how many of the Mark VI bombs do we have currnelty." Terrie looks shocked. "A little over a hundred are ready to be deplyoed for plantary defense, another twenty should be finshed by this eveing." Ben nods a turns. "We do have a way to bring a fight to them, we have develomped missles like of what James did." Chimur'a and Syruia looks shocked. "How is that possible?" Syruia asks. Terrie takes over. "The missles are hevaly shielded and ray sheilded against heat this will allow them to get past the engines of a devstator, then undernether this is a small deflector shield that should allow the inner core of the missles to get through the devstator's sheilds. Then the missles hooks onto the target and uses the hyperpspace device onbaord cuasing it too explode." Chimru'a looks even more shocked, "Has it been tested?" Terrie nods, "Many simulated tests have been done a live dummy tested tried on Preator Stephens devstator, it was a sucsess." Ben nods, "What makes the missles more dangrous is there hyperspace devices have cord on it's self, meaning if we used this on a normal ship, the ships would hyperspace on it's self causing it to be destoryed." Chmiur'a nods, "A very good tatical weapon." Ben turns back to Syruia, "This won't stop the Terra Empire but it will give us a fighting chance, in order to beat them and win we need your help." Syruia looks suprised, "How so?" Terrie turns and begins. "Are sicenetsi based on the information about the plantery sheild on your world maybe able to make such a sheild of our ships makeing us for at least a time invunrable against the devestator's beam weapons." Ben nods, "But we need to know exactly how it works and how it was constructed, in return we will safeguard your world." Syruia nods, "I can not speak for all the Chosen Lords, but I am sure they will agree with this agreement. So when do we begin." Terrie nods, "Commander Chimru'a you will take an attack force of twenty choson ships including your own, I want all you fighters equiped with these missles, you will leave tomorrow at thirteen hundered and revdevous with Preator Stephen's devstator, the attack order will be sent afterword." Chimur'a nods and stands, "Lord Syruia I would be honroed if you and Lord Malicha acompanied us." Syruia nods, "I will do that as well, Grand Admiral, thank you." The man stands and bows, Ben does the same as they both depart the office.
Samuir heres a beeping and comes out of his meditation he opens his mind and eyes to see the empty space and astriod feild nearest him. "They will be arriving soon." he speaks to him self as he takes the ship controls and starts full speed toward the astriods. The new mark-four Recasonice fighter is not it's real clafication. It's acutally a stealthy spyplane, intnted for deep space recanoince into enemy teritory, room for two people and enough food and such for three to five years, plus full state of the art stealth and hyperspace techonloy. Tough shields and amror and heavy weapondry and a rear turnent, plus four ion advanced engines giving it tremondus speed for such a craft. Only five have been completed, this is the only one the Genesis had, the other four locations are classifed not even the Earth Admiral knows. Finnaly Samuir aproches an astroid he cuts the engines and uses the bosters to keep him following the large astroid and enters stealth mode just in time. Near the left most side of the field, near where Samuir was a small chosen cargo ship shoots in decalrting. This being a cargo route to Spejru'ti any ship must slow to nangite the small asteriod belt. Samuir watches on his scope as the ship changes course toward him following the cargo route bouys, two light choson fighters launch for escort and cover. Samuir nods and watches his crono. It takes around ten to fifteen earth minutes to clear the field, in that time the escorts stay near the front sides, thou the route is safe some astriods have been know to strike one another sending them directly though the safe route and the cargo ship has no weapons, just sheilds, but not even shields can stop asteriods. Samuir watches as the crono shows five minutes passed he keep with the aseriod he is hiding behind, finnaly it's time. He uses a grapling hook and hooks onto the asteriod, then gently and slowly moves it toward another asteriod, the collison comes and the asteriod is sent escalating toward the cargo ship, Samuir's asteriod stay where it is. The two fighters ships move away from the cargo ship and Samuir knows it's time. He relases his grip on the asteriod and fires two engines to full power and seaks up on the cargo ship. Not a minute latter a flash comes from his left as he approches the cargo ship. The fighters have dispacatched the asteriod and will retun shortly, not much time. Samuir aproches the cargo bay and enters through the same place the fighters entered right on the inside two paths lay one two the two fighters holding bay the other to the rest of the cargo bay, Samuir manuvers the fighter through, a tight fit but nothing he can't handle he finds a container thats will staisfy the needs and fires a low shot. The shot echos throught the cargo bay but not to loudly. Quickly Samuir manvures the fighter inside finding just enough space, then uses the grapling hook to shut and hold the now un-secure container. Samuir sighs a relif as he shuts everything down. "The easy parts done, now come the more diffcult." He states, he looks at the crono one last time as he takes what he needs, only five more minutes to get to the command area before there clear. Samuir closes his eyes a blue fire suronds him and he takes the form of a choson opertive. He exits the ship into the continer and makes his way quickly down the crates and boxs inside full of who knows what. He finnaly reaches the small door to the container and quickly unlocks it and exits.
Peter finnaly wakes up, and immdetaly wishs he hadn't a large pain strikes him like a train and almost forces back to unconuisnes he almost wishes he had. He finnaly locates where the pain is coming from, not his leg but his head. "I feel like i have been through a washer and dry set on infinte cycle" he manges to mumble. He looks around the dark cell, the floor is still steal and cold but the acrhitrue is much more familer to choson design. "Not on the stealth ship anymore, must of reached our destnation." he thinks moveing his eyes to look at his leg wound, now with a bandge on it, the bone not evdient. "Finnaly decided to patch me up I guess, guess i'm bait then." he nods placing his head against the cold hard wall and looking out through the only ray of light a small window showing starts and a tip of a planet. "Sarah." he whispers closing his eyes again, "Don't give up on me and I won't give up." Peter continues to whisper. Dean watchs from the screen, "Whats he doing? Praying?" Dean asks mocking and angrey, the man next to him shakes his head. "No sir, hes talking to his wife." Dean turns and nods. "Yes Sarah Fox, Are you sure everything is in place?" the man nods, "Yes sir, do you really belive James will be ignorate enough to show up alone?" Dean shakes his head. "No not alone, but he will show, most likely with Samuir or Triton or some other..." he stops as if trying to shake the flith of saying there names away. "traior opertive." The man nods. "I will be ready sir." Dean nods, "Rember the plan, it must go through perfectly or they will see through it." The man bows. "I will not fail you my lord." Dean looks at him a deadly seriousness in his eyes. "You better not Matr'iad you know what happenes to those who fail me." The man again bows and departs, Dean looks at Peter once again and grins a little. "This will work one way or another to our benfit." he assures to himself and the turns and departs as well. Sarah awakes immdeatly knowing something is wrong she feels James's hand in her own trembling, she carefully and slowly turns her head and body to look at him knowing it won't wake him shee looks at him and is immdeatly concered he is sweating unbelivabley his eyes behind the eyelids moving unbelivabley rapid and he is shaking. "James, James wake up, wake up!" she yells outload and in her mind, finnay he snaps up a bit his eyes open, breathing hard. "James!" Sarah says concrened and taking his hand back in hers, he calms still breathing havly and mostions his mouth turning to look at his concred and lovley wife. "Sarah." he starts in a whisper and mostions his mouth again. "I saw it,-" He starts, "Intense fighting, so many, then the Genesis exploded huge light as I yelled." he continues resting back down on the bed his wife kisses he head wiping away sweat and some tears from his face. "It was just a dream lover, nothing more." James shakes his head looking at his wife very seriously. "No i had this vision before it will happen, it will happen." he says finnaly tiredness overtaking his axelration Sarah looks more concred and kisses him ever so sweetly, his kisses back deeply and there intagled in a overtaking kiss finnaly but slowly they break. "It's ok love, i'm sorry I woke you." he says forcing a smile, "James-" Sarah starts, James cuts her off in a passionte kiss and holds her closer as they continue to pasiotnly kiss untill they finnaly fall asleep.
Preator Stephen walks onto the bridge of his devestaor, a Centurin nearest him announces his arrival as Stpehen takes his seat. "Preator." a Centurin says crossing his arm in a salute. "Communcations for Admiral Terrie, the choson reinforment fleet and fighters are on there way and will arrive momentarly, Commander Chimur'a is at your command and you may attack at any time." Stephen nods, "Thank you Centaurin, cue us for battle alert and when Chimur'a 's ship arrives open a communcation links." The man cross his arms in a salute again. "Preator." is all he says and moves to carry out his orders. Stephen looks at his holographic display from his scans and scout fighters, the wireframe tatical shows the devestator fleet in orbit of the greenish Chosen. A total of three Devestaors and another just arrived shortly, Stephen watches as the new fourth Devestator moves into postion and swallows hard. "This is sucide." he thinks overlooking the display, but no matter he will take down as many as he can. Suddenly the holo is replaced by another and Chimur'a nods. "Preator Stephen, my fleet has arrived at your postion, we await information and instructions." Stpehen nods and flicks some controls on his command chair. "I am sending you the data we have on the attack fleet, I must say Chimur'a it dosn't look good." Chimur'a nods. "Three ships are enroute they carry the new missles to equip your fighters." Stpehen looks at the data. "How many warheads?" he asks, Chimur'a grimces. "Only thirty-five." Stephen cures lightly. "Why so little?" Chimur'a sighs, "We have manily human bombers on board are ships, we need to use your fighters as escort and interception, while being able to launch a few if abosutly need be." Stephen nods and sighs in defeat. "I understand, as soon as there loaded and ready we will pre-set for attack, I want your ships coming in right on them! If you keep moving and your on top of them, it will make there beam weapons harder to strike, plus it gives the bombers some extra time for there runs, if i send you any signal during battle I want you to get out of here immdetaly, do you understand commander?" Chmiur'a looks shocked and sometimes suprised but nods. "Yes I do Preator." Stephen nods, "Good I will contact you in fiteen earth minutes, Stephen out." and he swtiches back to the tatical display, Stephen stands moving to a post. "Yes one way or another we will take as many of them down as we can." he thinks.
Maurice watches as the three devestator's continue there beam attack on the planet as his devestaor moves into postion. "This could take Yetra!" he thinks as his devestator is nearly in postion. "I don't see the point in continuing the attack against the Chosen Lords if were at a truce with the EDF." He continues in his thoughts, "It's a waste of a warriors time." he whipsers, a Centurian approches and slutes in his x type salute. "Preator, long range scanners detect a fleet of some sort, many of unidefened but one is defintaly a Terra Devestator." Mauirce looks up in intrest. "Show me." he demands. The tatical display comes up and he takes intrest imdeatly. "Those smaller ships, look old Chosen scout ships!" he says pointing, "But that other, I never have seen it. What is there status." Maurice demands, "The smaller ships just arrived, the devestaor has been here for some time." Mauirce shakes his head. "Prepare for battle alert, have fighters on stand by and do not focus all beams on the planet." The Centaruin looks suprised but corsses his arms and bows a little. "Preator." he says and moves off. "So My guess is that is Preator Stephen's or Preator Jesse's Devestaor, there going to attack us with bombers just like they did before. Well I don't think so, not this time." he says smiling. "They will be wiped clean and the EDF will follow!" Terrie watches impatinly on the tatical display, due to the distance and no relay to boost the signal the tatical map only updates every fifteen minutes, and even thirty minutes into the battle the tatical only shows the first five. Terrie sighs, knowing somehow someway they won't win this battle, and by all right's it's already over. As if concideing with her thoughts the proximty alarm goes off. Something just arrived near the moon, and from the looks and IFF it's a hyperspace signal, another thrity seconds the scaners ID the ship. It's Chimur'a's and it is damged. Before Terrie can order a communcation one comes to her. "This is Commander Chimur'a come in EDF Headquarters, Admrial Terrie do you read." Terrie nods, "I read you Commander, what is your status?" Chimur'a nods, "Were damged, not to bad considering but comm systems are partily damged only audio. I regert to infrom you Admiral the attack failed." Terrie sighs and nods, "Roger that, procede to dock with the Enterprise and procede to debreifing." Chimur'a again nods and the comm goes dead. In the end they lost there complete attack force, minus Chimur'a's ship witch needs repairs once again. The attack wasn't a total loss, the fleet around chosen took half losses and heavy damage to one ship. Ben nods hearing the report. "It's unforunte to lose someone like Preator Stephen, but the attack was not an entire faluire, we do know that the hyper warheads work, and the Chosen Lords have agreed to our reaserch proposal." Ben sighs. "Still we lost a lot of good ships, and now our defense are down even more, plus communcations just recived a communcation from the Terra Empire resuming hostilties." Ben shakes his head. "I wonder if we have any chance against all this, I must report to Earth Admiral James and Preator Jesse about the battle. Your Dissmised Chimur'a, get some rest, may be the last you ever get." Chimur'a nods and departs understanding the Grand Admiral's sorrow, disbelif and fustration in this whole situation.
"Halt, your a little late Mauirn." the guard says as Samuir aproches in his disquse. "Got lost in my meditation, droping out to navgite that astirod feild always nocks me out of schdule." The man nods easying up as the countersign of the special guard arrgement is confirmed. "We'll i'm off, enjoy your shift." The man chuckles so does Samuir and then he departs, Samuir takes his postion and waits, his mental countdown reaching close to zero to when they clear the asteriod feild. Once he is sure the guard is no longer near, he procedes to open the door, the pilot is to preocuipd for resuming full speed course to hears Samuir enterance, by the time he does he is already on the floor, very dead. Samuir closes his eyes and takes the form of the dead pilot. And begins the course to the reaserch colony. "Hang on just a little longer Peter, i'm on my way." Samuir whispers.

Samuir continues to watch his crono as the ship moves at high speeds. He has never had a need to be so persitanent at watching time, but in an operation such as this timing is very critical. He looks to the display at his right showing the course and making sure everything is right. It is, Samuir nods and looks over at the dead pilot body and nods, he looks over and finds the small supply closet, he takes the body and rushes it in there and heads back to the pilot station just in time. He hears the small ping as the ship lets him know they are nearing there destnation, Samuir easies back on the throttle and the ship slowls, the stars that were moving in fast motion slowly and then finally halt and the planet and station around it come into view still rather small. Samuir nods looking around and watching a couple other ships in the same postion he is. Finnaly the comm crackles breaking his thought like thunder. "Lakri Satrui Maenrui!" Samuir smiles a bit recognizing the acient statmenet and suprised Dean would have it used still. "Patri Canri Malurni!" he responds with just as much athourity as the man who spoke to him. "Right on Time Lakri, we have a little more traffic then normal today, so just procded to docking formation Zea'tpa." Samuir nods. "Had a little trouble in the asteriod feild but nothing we couldn't handle, i noticed that traffic, why so much?" he asks as he moves to the formation he was given." The operator makes a grunt like a shurg, "I don't know, but word has it Emproer Dean is here." Samuir swalows, "So James was right, he is waiting. Meaning Peter is still alive." Samuir smirks a bit. "Yeah like Dean would want to bother with a reasrch and prison colony." The oprator laughs as well as Samuir continues to pilot the ship the station and planet coming more and more into view. "Is'nt that the truth. Well Lakri keep on course, see you in the mess hall on board." Samuir smirks. "Roger that Lakri out."
James blinks his eyes a few times to focus in the dim light as he awakes from a short dreamless sleep. He feels his loving wifes hand on his chest and her warmth close to him. He turns his head slowly and quietly to look at her face to see it burried into his side his right arm suporting it like a pillow, her long hair shimering from the dim light. He smiles and caresses her cheek and across the forehead gently, she sighs in approval and moves closer to him. He moves his head back to look up into the ceiling. His thoughts return to where they were only hours before. Peter and Samuir. He sighs feeling the fustration then calms him self. "Patiance and trust." he whispers barley audiable. He moves his head again to look out into space the planet Jomark only visible by a dim light from it's carona as they now behind the shadow of the night side of the planet. It has been only a few days since the attack on Jomark and the capture of Peter. Sarah Fox hasn't left her quarters since, thou James vists when he can and so does his wife. James closes his eyes wondering if Samuir has made it to the planet yet. Something catches James's senses, not of sight or hearing but more of a feeling. He turns his head to look near his desk and sees the slient beeping alarm. He winces hating to leave the comfort and wamrth of his darling wife knowing how she will react. He kisses her forhead softly and snuggles against her and gently and carefully removes him self. Of course having his unique powers helps quite a deal. He sits at his desk and cues the screen to come on it does. He can not help but smile and feel it was worthwhile as the communcation comes through and very tired Admiral Terrie appears. "Sorry for distrubing you so late James." Terrie says, James waves a hand. "I imagne it's latter there then it is here. I take this is more then an offical call?" Terrie smiles and laughs a bit. "You always did have a nack for that." James's throws a lopsided grin. "Well my powers do help a little more." Terrie bits her lip as if considering or pondering on that but shakes her head slowly. "Well this call is more then offical." she interjects instead obviosuly wanting to change the conversations course back to why she really did call. James just nods and smiles. "But not completly, I thought I would let you know the attack over Chosen didn't go very well. We did some major damge but lost all ships but Chimur'a's." James can't help but curse lightly. "Like things can't get any worse." he follows up sarcasticly, Terrie just nods and looks distracted. "Whats wrong Terrie?" James asks concerned now for his freind. "It's just that--- James, i'm scared, i'm terrifed for me, for my child, for my husband, for Sarah, for Mandy--- but most of all----" she swallows hard trying to get the words out, they come but more like a whisper. "You." James smiles warmly wishing he could comfort and sooth his dear freind with more then words. "I understand your concerns and fears Terrie, I have them too. But we must belive, I have to belive that everything works out for a porpose no matter how terrfying or painfull it is." Terrie Grimces at the words and James's almost wishs he hadn't said it, "I'm sorry." he whispers, Terrie shakes her head. "No i'm sorry, i'm so sorry." James just looks at Terrie through the screen there eyes meeting words unsaid not needing to spoken as they have done so many times before. They force a smile and laugh a little at the conidence. "I better let you get at least a few hours sleep Terrie." she nods back to him, "Your right of course, thou I doubt I can." she sighs and looks back at him. "Be carefull out there ok." she says genuintly corncerned a look on her face of fear. "I will, I promiss." he responds seeming to ease her and she nods and whisper. "You better." then the communcation ends. James sits back in his chair and sighs various thoughts running through his mind, he turns to gaze at the shadowly figure of his lovely wife and the unborn child she carries. Flashes of visions run through James's like a slide show in super speed, and James blinks and shakes his head. "I do my best to keep all my promisses." he whispers and stands to return to his bed and the comfort of his wife.
Samuir walked down the corridor from the docking ring of his ship, a guard to his side, still waiting looking for the right oppurinty. They rounded the conor toward the lift to the officers mess the guard stops at the side of the door as the lift opens. As Samuir hoped no one is inside, he nods to the guard and enters, no buttons no nothing. The door closes and it starts down. "Figures." Samuir whispers looking at how tight it is, he more or less expected this, he takes out a small transmieter and flicks it on. The lift comes to a scretching halt and becomes very dark. "That should keep them busy." he says losing his pilot image and taking on a secuirty guard form as he forces open the doors. He is obviously between decks and as expected no ladder no nothing for support. "Gets better and better." he sighs closing his eyes and squezing out to look up he casts a dim light, he sees various doors but no ladders no support nothing to climb. He moves back into the lift and to his dissponment finds no escape or matnice hatch. "Not much time." he thinks as he fires an engery at the top. It blows off like a can lid the top falling into the darkness bellow as Samuir rasies himself to the nearest door. In utter concentration he forces the door opens and barley makes it inside. The instense preasure causing him to sweat blood. "Hope I don't have to do that ever again." he puts in thoughtfully regaining his composre. The whole deck is shut down, for how much longer who knows. Samuir closes the door and starts down the corrdior trying to find a guards post or a computer terminal. Dosn't take long, "You there halt!" the guard calls able to see Samuir even in the dim to pitch darkness. "Where are you headed?" Samuir swallows and begins. "Power is down in this whole sector, matince say there on it should have it on in meer moments, I went to check on the pilot in the lift. Tops been blown hes nowhere to be found." The guard cureses in some accinet language. "WEll the comm is down, here-" he says handing him a card or chip of some kind. "Get down to a working section and get the word out." Samuir nods and does a salute. "Right on it." He says taking the chip as the man manuel opens the door. Samuir starts out and when out of sight takes on the form of a high guard. He grins widely as he comes to an access point and a computer terminal. "This is Guard latar-chitar-peterlam, there is a man masquareding as a high guard in shut down point access zone Zeta-Reighter-Lapro. Will try to decive, check everyone for access id's out." Samuir grins again widley and countinues. "That should keep them off my trail untill I can break Peter out." He says looking at the interal readout of the station and planet connections then begins off to the shuttle bay." Dean sighs impatiley as the shuttle devitaes into a circle formation. "Whats the damn delay." The man looks and swallows, "Sorry sir, power loss in cargo section, secuirty protocal is to wait untill the power is restored." Dean growls rather angrely. "Fine, fine, carry on." he finshes sitting back down. "Y-yes sir." The pilot sturres in relif. "If I didn't want my precence to remain rumor I would just board. Damn tempting, but not yet, just in case this power failure is more then accidnetal or delibrte." Dean sighs trying to calm himself. He watchs as they circle the landing bay and sees the powered down section, "Yes, it's time to use James's tatics against him." he grins.
Samuir reached the shuttle bay with little incdent excpet the occuasinal check for his keycard by guards. He looks around noticing two shuttles ready for launch but waiting obvisouly untill the problem occuring now was over. Samuir was suprised they still had not re-activated the power in that section yet, his equipment isn't that good, unless secruity is slipping. Samuir shakes his head and heads to a shuttle. "Never thought I would be so thankfull for something like this. Thought I would have to catch the next shuttle." A guard near him laughs. "Yeah well I don't mind as long as I keep geting paid." Another nods and laughs to that as well finnlay the PA system comes on. "Na'tar, Na'tar. Que's na protoru bentiyio zebru latfuto. Na'tar, Na'tar. Que's na lamo prtoru bentiyio zebru latfuto zemro." A guard sighs. "Damn spoke to soon, well lets get this crate moving." Everyone sighs as well and gets inside the small shuttle. With Samuir inside it was rather a tight fit but the shuttle launched regardless and without incendent. On the way down Samuir listened and told phony yet some true things as deep inside his mind he planed out how he will go about geting to Peter and once having him, geting out and away, alive. And another small minor detail that James asked him to see too. In order to make this op seem, how did he say, Legit. The ride was quicker then expected but very welcome, he gave some more false statements to the other guards and turned towards the prison area, he knew the keycard he had would get him no where down here. Samuir saw what he was looking for the access door to the prisoner area and the guard, he turned the vacent corrdier nearest and covently droped his keycard. Samuir waited his senses drawn and reflexs ready to take down the guard as soon as he turned that cornor. Of course the guard was not stupid, Samuir could feel him trying to probe him and trying to see just where Samuir had went. His weapon was drawn witch would make Samuir's timing even more critcal, if that guard got even one missed shot off the alamrs would blare. Near the last second Samuir knew his ambush like this would not work, but an old human trick might. He shifted his image to make it look like he had been hit in the head and sprawed himself quietly on the floor looking quite unconisus. "Curta't!" the guard said the old ancient swear, he looked at Samuir looking very very unconsius almost dead and looked down the corrdior. Finnaly he lowered his guard and his weapon and in that split second Samuir had him. Samuir spun his body around to face the guard and bringing him seemingly in mid-air as he fired a bolt of energy before the Guard even had a chance to scream, yell, or even blink. Samuir feel hard to his back still in his firing motion as the guard fell backward a good sized hole through his torso. Samuir lept up and draged the guards body away took his key card and switched the Guards image to the one he had and switched his to the Guard he just killed. Samuir grined a little never realzing how much he missed this kind of work, or how good he was at it. Finnaly Samuir took the guards weapon and placed the smaller weapon he had on the guard and made his way to the prisoner area entrance.
Peter's eyes shot open at the sundden yelp and thump from outside his cell, he forces hid eyes to focus in the dim light when suddnelly the door comes open casting light into the dim room and catching Peter by suprise. He sheilds his eyes and tries to focus again. "Peter, Peter!" he feels more rather then thinks, he finnaly manges to see the siloute of a guard, he focuses harder. His eyes go wide, "Samuir?!" he whispers, Samuir takes his arm and helps him up. Peter yelps a little in pain his leg still in bad shape. "Come on, I know this is hard, but I need you to regain your strength if were going to get out of here alive." Peter nods, and feels some enegry fill him suddnely, his eyes become better then focus, completly sharp, and the pain is more like an itch now. "There I lended you some of my power, that should help." Peter nods and Samuir lets him go and Peter is standing with no pain. "Incredible." Samuir waves a hand, "We don't have much more time, lets get going!" Peter just nods and they start out the cell and Peter grabs the weapons the dead guard held. "Hurry!" Samuir rushes, as he jogs down the prison corridor. Kathey looks at her instruments on the bridge of the Genesis, the night shift nearly over now. "I hate graveyard shift." a voice complains from behind her, Kathey turns and grins at the Genreal. "At least you don't have to be on the bridge pracitly all shifts." she responds, Joe looks at her puzzeled for a second, then rembering. "Thats right, your on just about everyshift but the morning shift right?" Kathey nods turning back to her display. "Yes unless it's an emergency, witch lately has been. I havn't had a real good night sleep in a long time." Joe laughs a little. "Well if it makes you feel better I doubt anyone has goten that good enough rest in quite a while." Kathey has to grin at that, as she moves her fingers and hands across the terminal. "It's a wonder we all havn't droped from exhausten. I know I have been close a couple of times." Joe stands and walks to the viewport. "Sounds as though you wish you would of stayed on the Enterprise Lt." Kathey turns around as if shocked. "No I didn't mean--I mean yeah it's hard and tough and sometimes you know I kinda wish, but....The Genesis has a lot of history in her, and I feel like i'm apart of history." Joe smiles and turns to face her placing a hand on her shoulder. "You are apart of history we all are. And thats what keeps us going, and what makes it so exicting, and scary." Kathey smiles and nods. Then she rembers where she saw him before. "Wait a second, your the Genreal at the decation cermony at the EDF acadmey." Joe laughs and removes his hand. "Yeah thats me, Grenreal Joe Crabb." Kathey smiles and laughs, "I will never forget one thing you said. 'Skills and training cam only take you so far, but out there in battle, in the unknow of space you will need guns, really big guns.'" She giggles after she finshes, Joe blushes a little, "Well it's true, and that not the whole statement." Kathey smiles and stops giggling. "Oh but I do, i'm sure it will be a quote we will never forget." Joe has to laugh at that. "Yeah i'm sure." he responds.
Peter rushes into the small choson shuttle and gets in the pilot seat as Samuir seals the craft behind him. "You sure you can fly this thing?" Samuir asks, siting in the nearest seat to Peter and straping in. "The controls arn't that diffrent from a Chosen Fighter, i'm sure I can mange." Peter responds, Samuir nods. "As soon as we take off, our whole cover is gone." Peter laughs a little as he starts the shuttle for pre-flight. "Thats an understatement, so exactly where are we headed on that station anyway?" Samuir smiles, can't waiting to see how Peter will react to there destination. "There heavy repair and docking area." It dosn't take long for that reaction, he turns around quickly to yell at Samuir, "Are you insane! There are two Destoryers docked there, not to mention four scout ships and various other craft." Samuir nods, "I know that, we here not just to rescue you and escape. We have taken heavy losses Peter and we need help, namely ships. So were going to steal as many of thoses ships as we can." Peter looks shocked. "Your kidding right? How exactly do we go about that without geting shot?" Samuir shrugs. "Simple we cause a destration and have a little luck." Peter sighs and rolls his eyes as he turns around about to take off. "Thats sooooo resasuring." Dean boards his ship finnaly and moves to his seat. "My lord we are ready to take off, we will head straight to choson on your command." Dean nods sitting in the command chair. "Good, begin to head out immdeatly, I want no further delays." as soon as Dean finshes speaking another officer interjects, "Sir! The Prison colony reports an unauthorized shuttle leaving the planet, and heading to the docking platform." Dean goes defly still, "It's immposible, that quickly?" Dean thinks, the officers waits. "Sir what are you orders?" Dean sighs, "We are to continue as planed order the station to subdue that shuttle if they offer resistance elminate them, and send a msg to commander Matr'iad to follow them and observe." The officer bows and begins to do so. "It is of no consequence if they do escape, anyway this goes will be to my benifit." Dean lies little more in his chair and grins an evil grin. "Na'tar Mlur'to, Sufrue'ti paltro'z manu carh! Na'ar Mlur'to-" the comm message goes dead as Peter flicks the comm witch off. "God that was geting annyoing." Peter says watching as the station comes closer into view. Samuir nods agreeing to Peters statement, suddnely theres a flash from the station then the shuttle rocks. Peter curses, "That seemed to get there attention." Samuir points out as the shuttle rocks again. "You think?" Peter says sarcasitly, Samuir was about to respond with a yes not quite understanding when the shuttle turned suddenly to doge the barrage of laser vollys being brung there way by the station defenses. "So where exactly-is this-damn docking bay Samuir??" Peter asks, still dogeing laser fire, and not doing a bad job considering his any a shuttle. Samuir types on the keypad termnial. "Should be just the left, point seven zero eight." Peter yells back a roger but it's drown out by a rocking and explosion. Peter curses again. "Hull is comprmised, left engine is destoryed." Peter fights with the controls to keep them level. "I couldn't bloody tell." he whispers through his breathe he finnlay sees the bay Samuir mentioned. "Hang on this is going to be extermely bumppy" Samuir nods and watches as they approch the bay. "Come on, come on almost there." Peter whispers another shot hits them, and the shuttle rocks an explosion evdinet. "Damn it, i have no helm control, were going to crash!" Samuir closes his eyes and begins to moves his fingers in a chanting like motion as a purple hue follows his fingers and escapes from his eyes. "Hang on! Where coming in like a rock!" Peter yells over the various alarms and smaller explosions, the ships bashses into the bays hull of the landin/parking strip causing sparks to fly up in the bay, Choson members run away from the wreck as it continues to scrap on the bay and continues toward the end of the the holding bay. "This is going to hurt." Peter whispers, Samuir shakes his head eyes still closed his hands held together as a purple hue escapes his eyes still. "Not at all." Peter turns and was about to question when Peter open his eyes and hands moving his arms up into like a y. Peter has to cover his eyes as the sudden purple hue is too much. A purple sheilds beginds to form in fron of the craft just before it strikes the hull. When it does the sheilds takes the brunt of the blow. Samuir grimces trying to hold the sheild untill there accelration is nill. But he can't manage to, his image of the guard shimmers and like breaks apart as he loses concentration the sheilds colpases and the ship rams into the hull with all that is left of it's inerita. Peter coughs a little and blinks open his eyes, mircalous enough he is alright, and the shuttle it's self for the most part is intact. He turns unstraping himself from his seat. "Samuir, are you alright?" he asks helping Samuir out of his seat. "I will be allright, it just took too much." Peter grins helping him up, "Come on, we got to get going before the guards show up." Samuir nods, and stands closing his eyes, the purple hue returns and covers his image and it changes back to the guard before. "Yes lets go." They both mange to get the door open rather quickly and just in time. They rush out of the shuttle as the guards rush in. Peter manges to dodge a few shots then doges around a cornor. Samuir takes out his weapon, and so does Peter. "It should be right down this way, come on." Samuir says pointing down the corridor, Peter shurgs and follows Samuir as they rush down the corrdior.
Matr'iad wacthes and listens from his small vessel behind the prison planets shadow, he still has a good view of the station as it is beging to come into the planets dark side. "That was quite a show they put on, do doubt Peter at least was at the helm. But how could they of survived the crash? Must mean James is with them." Matr'iad thinks then pauses, "No maybe not the case, this isn't James's style, it may be Samuir then." Suddnely some chatter comes from the guards comm and explosion is evdient near one of the docking ports. "What the!" Matr'iad starts as he watches, he zooms in on the docking area, the whole thing starting to come apart, but something else catchs his attention. He turns the lens to look at one of the neaer large vessel, a Destoryer docked for refiting, and it's powering up. "Thoses Ltr'ua! They must be kidding, there going to steal our ships as well?!" Matr'iad exlaims unable to belive it. He rushes for the comm to Emproer Dean. "He will not be pleased." Matr'iad whispers.

Matr'iad waits for the comm to come through but he gets a error response. "Shut'r! Dean must of already departed." he whispers looking back as the huge curusier begins to move, other smaller craft beging to move as well from the dock. "Must be using a remote system, I probley could break it but..." Matr'iad stops and shakes his head, no his orders were to observe and follow from a distance. Suddnely another explosion rocks the station as one of the new stealth ships explodes cuting the station in half. Matr'iad swallows a little, and sees a small light head toward the destoyer. He mangifes and sees the small vessel. He quickly records it. "I have not seen that human design before." he thinks watching it as it boards the Destoryer. Suddnely another explosion rocks the station as all ships moving away from the station open fire. The station is taken un-aware and it begins to break apart. Matr'iad swallows again, hoping Dean does not kill hill for not interfering. The other patrol ships, a total of two destoryers and a battleship beging to intercept. The larger ships draw closer, nearly coldiding. "Why in the world would they???" Matr'iad thinks then he sees it. The huge ships are docking not cloding, more the likely that small human ship is how James and Samuir arrived, witch means. He doesn't have to finish it. He watches as all ships disspear molcule by molcule into hyperspace. Matr'iad quickly cacluates there destation, he barley gets it. There destantation is Earth. Luetinet Shepard sits at his rader post, glad for once everything is quite, he was about to go for a quick coffe break, when his scopes goes crazy. He curses nearly falling from his chair. "Commander! Commander Patrick! I got a large bogie hypering in near us!" Peter drops his coffe the cup shatering when it hits the metal floor. "No one is schdule to be hypering in and the Genesis is still installing there new hyperdrive." He says rushing to the station. "If Dean has got his hands on hyperspace technology...." Patrick thinks, he shakes the fearing thought away. "Were geting a reading on it now sir.....oh my god." Patrick's mouth falls along with the lt. As a Choson Destoryer docked with another Destoryer and a few smaller craft appear on the sensors. "Goto battle alert, get the Grand Admiral up here and alert Admrial Terrie of our situation at once!" The Lt. Nods geting right on it as the control room goes red.
"Wow, didn't take long for them to launch fighters." Peter says through the comm, Samuir nods. "Earth has been on constent yellow alert since the attack on the Gensis." Peter looks at something from his