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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 14:24

at last, chapter 4 is finished. i know its long, but enjoy it if possible, im quite pleased with this one...


Chapter 4.
Takeover.

Over the next 6 weeks, the Milky Way Galaxy was ravaged by war once again. This deadly new enemy of the UEA had established itself to be seemingly unstoppable, wreaking destruction across planets and stars, and every time, in every engagement, humans came off worse. The new enemy’s tactic was always the same; a planet-sized starship would be spotted approaching a UEA world, and a desperate fight to the death would ensue, as thousands of starships tried to stop the Harbinger ships from reaching the planet. The fleets would always be swept aside, and the planet would either be razed to the ground, or completely converted into dark matter and sucked into the Harbinger.

Pendragon was facing the toughest month in his entire presidency. Hundreds of worlds had fallen to this terrifying new foe, and they didn’t even know who they were yet, or where they came from. The UEA scientists had been scouring the sky for weeks, trying to discern where the massive ships came from, or headed off to after each attack. So far, however, they had had no success.

Appeals for help from the semi-independent Korvath Empire had been met with mixed responses. Promises of aid for devastated planets had been met, but so far, little military support had been given by them. The Korvath government was reluctant, it seemed, to risk the loss of their ships as the UEA was suffering.
The total destruction of Arc had had a particularly strong effect on Chimera. It was the planet where he had been born and raised, had been crowned Emperor of half the galaxy, had made his new capital in the great Chimerean civil war that erupted in the first few years of his reign. It had seen off countless attacks from the Archangel Alliance, and the Korvath Empire during both wars. Its mighty defence, and symbol of strength that echoed across the galaxy, had made it one of the most iconic worlds known. And now it was gone, reduceced to dark matter, and by now probably fueling the vast ship that was responsible for its demise. The man had become rather quiet and withdrawn, and his infamous outbursts of anger had become even more frequent.
Pendragon, once Chimera’s greatest enemy, now among one of his closest friends, knew how he must be feeling, at least close to it. The attacks on Veridian and Haven during the Second Korvath War, had left Pendragon feeling cold and empty. The difference was, those planets, however badly damaged their surface and badly mistreated their people, had survived, whereas Arc and all who lived on it, where gone forever.

Pendragon caught a glance of his face in the half reflection of the window. I’m getting old, he thought. The President was well into his fifties, and flecks of grey were sneaking into his brown hair at an alarming rate, with lines increasingly becoming prominent on his tired-looking face. The decades of war he had witnessed, however, could claim responsibility for his advanced aging.
All of a sudden, Admiral Aang came bursting into his office without knocking, breath ragged and eyes wide.
‘Aang? What is it?!’ With a sick feeling brewing in his stomach, he suspected the answer before Aang even spoke.
‘Sir…a ship…is heading here. Its going to take less than two hours.’ Pendragon felt a weight drop in his stomach, and immediately broke out into a cold sweat. Gathering his thoughts, he sprung into action.
‘Gather the Admirals and Chimera. Alert all ships within range to get here as fast possible, and run firing tests on all planet wide defenses!’ Pendragon spoke as he strode out of his office, towards a room marked Armoury Room, strangely enough.
Entering the armoury, Pendragon turned on the lights, and scanned the contents of the small room sharply. He walked over to one of the shelves, and retrieved two Heavy Maser Rifles, a kind usually reserved for soldiers only. He tossed one to Aang, and activated his own. Cold blue lights that ran the length of the gun glowed, and a red glow emanated from the emitter. It had been a long time since Pendragon had held one of these, and he still disliked the feel of them in his hands. Pendragon had served in the Archangel Military wing, the Phoenix Fighters, for 5 years before becoming elected as President for Life. He had hated the chaos and destruction of fighting on the frontlines, and yet his presidency had seen some of the bloodiest wars to have shattered the human race, this one especially.

Pendragon walked into the conference chamber, to be met with the Admirals, headed by Chimera. Chimera took one look at the Maser resting in Pendragon’s arms, and said, ‘Armoury store?’. Pendragon nodded, and turned on his heels back towards the room. Every Admiral selected a Maser variant, Mourwen chose a lighter version of Pendragon’s own gun, whilst Daggers opted for twin hand Masers. Chimera, however, chose a Vashta Blade, an extremely powerful energy sword that could cut through almost any material. Everyone was silent as they activated and tested their assorted weapons, no-one dared speak about the impending doom approaching. Whether Haven would be destroyed, Pendragon was unsure. Most of the planets overrun by this new enemy had not been converted to dark matter, but thousands of foot soldiers had transported to the surface, and subjugated the populations.

Only particularly powerful planets seemed to be selected for conversion into dark matter, wheras planets that offered little resistence seemed to be ‘rewarded’ in a twisted way by being allowed to remain existing. Pendragon was damned, however, if he was going to give up Haven without a fight. The capital planet of the UEA had to survive, or humanity would become slaves to whoever this new nemesis was.

*****

The gargantuan shape of the Harbinger was thrown into stark relief by the Haven system sun, and it began its final, relentless approach to the small, icy world of Haven, nerve centre of the entire UEA. The Watcher who had assumed command of the Harbinger noted the gathering fleet organised by the Cattle with some interested. Reaching into The Void, he spoke to a Lower.
‘How many have the Cattle gathered to resist us?’
‘250,673 ships, my Higher. We are entering full combat mode, and soon we shall test the Cattle.’ The Higher sat back in satisfaction. In less than 10 minutes, their mighty Harbinger would test the Cattle to their absolute extreme. It would be a fascinating study, and a glorious battle indeed.

‘Let them come at us. We shall strike at their heart and tear their soul asunder.’ The Higher felt the rising anticipation and bloodlust within The Void, and knew the Lowers who crewed this Harbinger were the cause. He licked his lips in eagerness. Soon the ultimate test of the Cattle would begin.

*****

Mourwen, for the first time in her life, was truly nervous before a battle. Before, the simple fact that she was commanding the Soul Ripper was enough to give her confidence; now, however, even the mighty battle station was impotent against this terrifying enemy that was approaching. Her hands gripped the arms of her Captain’s chair until the knuckles went white as she watched the massive craft come ever closer.
‘Activate all weapons, start firing on that thing.’ The officers complied, and soon the Soul Ripper was firing everything it had at the Harbinger. The fleet followed its lead, and soon over a quarter of a million ships were blasting away at the titan. Mourwen opened a channel to the whole fleet.
‘Concentrate your fire on one place! Follow the Soul Rippers lead and we might get through!’ A graviton blast smashed into the equator of the Harbinger. The ships switched, and instead of firing scattered all over the Harbinger, began to hit one spot on the shields, hard. 250,000 starships, firing as one, in one space, raising the temperature of the section they were shooting to billions of degrees.

No force in the universe could withstand such a barrage, and the sheer intensity of the attack started to overwhelm even the awesome shields of the Harbinger. A second graviton shot from the Soul Ripper breached the shields completely, and even The Higher was slightly stunned at the effectiveness of the attack. He calmly cursed himself; it seemed they had been slightly overconfident in this latest endeavour. No matter, he thought. As the ships started pounding the hull of the Harbinger, he quietly felt into The Void, and spoke.
‘Begin firing. Make them as dust.’
He watched, supremely satisfied, as the Harbinger’s deadly dark matter weapons came into range of the fleet, and mercilessly began shooting. Ships disappeared by the hundreds as the Harbinger relentlessly cut through their numbers, like an invincible leviathan tearing through an army of men gathered to destroy it.
Ever closer came the Harbinger, its terrible planet-destroying weapon harboured in its shell. The Higher waited in anticipation as the Harbinger battled its way through the gigantic fleet gathered to stop it, at any costs. Ships fired to their last, and vessels incapable of firing went to hyperspace and rammed the giant. However, nothing could stop the massive ship from its journey, and soon, even the huge fleet numbers began to thin. The Soul Ripper, however, had recently been upgraded with shields built to resist dark matter. The massive station had taken several earth-shattering shots from the Harbinger and survived, its new shields proving remarkably effective. They were weakening, however, and Mourwen knew their time was running out. Another graviton burst hit the hull, to little effect.

Mourwen ordered the Soul Ripper to rotate, as fast as possible, whilst continuing to fire at the Harbinger. The tactic meant the weapons were continually refreshed faster, and the Soul Ripper increased its rate fire massively. But still, nothing could stop the Harbinger, and most of the fleet was now gone. The few hundred ships that remained stood fast in their duty, yet were soon wiped out of existence by the Harbinger. Soon only the Soul Ripper remained, its upgraded shields and weapons proving marginally effective against the giant invader.

Another massive quake shook the bridge, and Mourwen noted the distance to Haven; 200,000km, and ever-shrinking. Time was running out for Haven, and the UEA had just lost 250,000 starships. Only a miracle could save them now. Yet still, the two massive ships exchanged fire at a dizzying rate, and finally the Soul Ripper started to buckle under the insane amount of firepower directed at it. Sparks flew from the bridge computers, as sections of the shields failed under duress. The Soul Ripper was managing to deal some damage, however, but nowhere near enough to disable, or even slow the determined Harbinger.

Mourwen looked at the distance from Haven; 80,000km. The ship was nearing the distance needed for its planet-eater weapon to be primed. Mourwen shook her head, drastic action was going to be needed to protect the capital planet. The 1000km wide battle station, travelling at thousands of times the speed of light, would inflict far more damage than even the graviton cannon could manage. No DeathStar had ever rammed another ship before, Mourwen would have laughed that she was making history, had the situation not been so serious.

Mourwen was just about to give the order, when a flash of green smashed against the Harbinger, that hadn’t come from the Soul Ripper. The plasma bolt was joined by more, then more, until a stream of blasts struck the Harbinger in quick succession. Mourwen turned to her tactical officer.
‘Report!’ she cried urgently.
‘Admiral, Korvath ships detected approaching! Three DeathStars, all firing weapons at that ship!’ Mourwen raised her eyebrows, then looked on the screen. There were indeed DeathStars attacking the Harbinger; the Korvath Empire had joined the fray at last. The Harbinger slowed to engage the new enemies, but the combined force of 4 DeathStars was proving too much even for this mighty vessel. As one, 4 graviton cannons fired on the Harbinger, and actually managed to make the shields overload. But still it advanced on Haven, relentless and destruction-hungry.
Onboard the Harbinger, The Watcher smiled, almost laughed a little at the foolishness of the Cattle, and their assumption this battle could be won so easily. Admittedly, he had been surprised at the focus and determination of the little humans in fighting them, but now was the time to end this game. Reaching into the void, he gave a simple command.
‘Raise secondary shields’

‘Ma’am! They’ve got some kind of secondary shielding system!’ Mourwen’s newfound confidence drained away, to be replaced with cold dread. It had taken hundreds of thousands of ships, and four DeathStars, tio just break through the first layer of shielding; they would never breach the second before they were destroyed. And now, the Harbinger began its inevitable transformation. It had reached the 20,000km mark, and now began to change its form. The bottom section slid away, and the halo of hull plating began to rotate, slowly at first, then faster.

‘It looks like we will be ramming them, after all’, muttered Mourwen. She quietly gave the order, and felt a great vibration as the huge Soul Ripper lurched forwards towards its nemesis. It gathered speed, and Mourwen spoke one last grim order.
‘Activate…hyper drive.’
The tactical officer nodded. As the massive ship hurtled towards the Harbinger, slowly charging its dark matter cannon, the officer slowly reached over to his station, and pressed the Hyperdrive button. The stars blurred as the speed of light was transcended, and Mourwen closed her eyes as the Harbinger rushed at her. However, the fiery impact never came. What she felt instead was an unfamiliar tingling sensation all over her body. Was this death? If so, it was certainly novel. Mourwen opened her eyes. Instead of a plume of fire rushing to destroy her, she found herself on the bridge of a Korvath DeathStar. What she saw next, struck a heavy blow to her heart. A massive explosion ripped out of the Harbinger, as the Soul Ripper, capital ship of the UEA fleet, smashed into it at 5000 times the speed of light. Whilst not enough to destroy the Harbinger outright, it was sufficient to completely wreck the planet-eater weapon on the Harbinger. Relief mixed with the sadness Mourwen felt at the loss of the ship; her ship.

Taking a deep breath, she looked away from the inferno. Haven was safe for now, and she had things to see to. Her eyes settled on what appeared to be the Captain of this ship, a larger Korvathian than the rest.
‘Transporter technology?’ she said sharply. The Captain nodded, then spoke.
‘We have had it for some months now, but only on our DeathStar- class starships.’ He drew himself to his full height, then bowed before Mourwen.
‘I am Captain Ka’valis of the Korvathian starship Haraka. A pleasure to make your aquaintance, Admiral Mourwen.’ Mourwen returned the bow, then was back to business.
‘My crew?’ she asked, slightly nervously. Ka’valis smiled.
‘They were transported along with you, when we realized you were taking…ah…rash action.’ Mourwen felt a pang of relief, then turned her attention to the cripple Harbonger over Haven.

‘We should attack that ship while we have a chance, no doubt they’re already transporting foot soldiers down to the surface, seeing as they can’t destroy the planet.’ Ka’valis nodded sagely, and ordered the continuing of fire on the Harbinger. Mourwen watched as the bombardment continued, this time aided by the mighty defence network of Haven. Now the ship really began to take damage, a novelty for the Watchers on board.

The Higher was genuinely shocked at the readiness with which the Cattle had sacrificed their ships, and themselves. Slightly stunned, he reached into The Void, and requested the status of the troop deployment. ‘We have over 1000 soldiers landed on the planet’s surface. They are heading for the headquarters of the Cattle as we speak, my great one.’
The Higher felt his shock fade into the distance, to be replaced with confident satisfaction once again. The troops would storm the HQ, and assassinate the governing body of the Cattle with ease. With the head gone, the body would follow, and soon The Watchers would have 5 trillion more willing servants to do their bidding.

‘What is our weapon status?’ He asked curiously. Apparently the sacrifice of their capital starship had rendered both the weapons grid, and the shield generators, utterly useless. The Higher himself, connected to the ship telekinetically, had felt a twinge of pain as the DeathStar smashed into the Harbinger, and knew severe damage had been inflicted. As plates of hull melted away before the merciless barrage of fire, he knew the UEA was too late to stop them in their plans. Even if they were destroyed, their troops were about to bring the Cattle to their knees. It was a compensation he was quite ready to take.

A well-placed plasma bolt from Haven managed to penetrate the thick hull plating of the Harbinger, and struck the dark matter reactor dead-on. Less than a second later, it exploded, taking the massive ship with it. Haven, the planet, was safe. But its people, and its government, were still in grave danger.

*****

UEA Headquarters, Haven.
Pendragon grimly led the assorted Admirals and soldiers to the main entrance of the UEA headquarters, his fingers squeezing the barrel of the maser rifle. The weapon still felt alien in his hands, but he had to do everything possible to defend his government, waving away requests by senators to get to safety, away from the HQ. The Admirals and Chimera had also decided to stay, a few more guns trained on these new soldiers would probably help. Mourwen was back on the surface, having been beamed directly into the HQ by the Korvath, and was checking her twin maser pistols for any faults or malfunctions.
The troops were less than 100 metres away, having fought their way through most of the capital city of Haven most effectively. They had clearly decided to take the most destructive route possible on the way to the HQ, and the orbiting Korvath DeathStars were powerless to help, as orbital bombardment would no doubt kill thousands more citizens.

‘Take up your positions’ called Pendragon as clearly as he could, the old military instincts kicking in slightly. The soldiers hid behind the great coloumns that adorned the entrance hall. Everyone activated their weapons, and the room was filled with high-pitched sounds if masers charging to full power. A portable shield was erected in the middle of the room; it was one way, allowing soldiers behind the shield to fire out, but fire coming from the outside was deflected. It was one of the best military innovations of the UEA, and tonight it was about to be tested to the brink.

Chimera switched on his Vashta Blade, bloodlust taught to him in the old Chimerean Imperial Dojos flooding back into him. He used to be taught to hate his enemy with his every cell. Andthis new enemy had certainly done enough to earn his hatred for them. The blade hummed, its twin parallel energy blades hungry to slice and dice, as it were.

‘Enemy on approach’ boomed the General of the squad. Every muscle in the room tensed. This was it; the final stand of the UEA government. Pendragon took one last look around the room, and spotted a man lurking in the shadows. This struck him as odd; all civilians had been evacuated. What was even stranger however, was when the mysterious man made eye contact with Pendragon. For a fleeting instant, it looked as though there was a flash of blue coming from his eyes…

Then the main door of the UEA headquarters was blown off its proverbial hinges, and everything went mad. Pendragon turned back in shock, to be confronted with a nightmarish vision. Hundreds of black-cloaked demons, all uniform in appearance, and all carrying weapons larger than the average man. At least 8 foot tall, the demons took no time in laying waste to the soldiers gathered at the entrance. Chimera blocked the barrage of plasma bolt aimed his way with ease, but others weren’t so lucky. Firehawk took a shot to the shoulder seconds in, and Daggers was cracked around the head with the butt of one of the invader’s wepaons; only to have the alien shot to pieces by Mourwen’s twin Masers.

Pendragon himself took cover behing a portable shield, and was glad of its relative safety. He started firing immediately, and scarlet shells of matter- phasing energy were soon blasting out of the heavy maser. Aliens fell by the dozen as Pendragon’s eagle eye proved effective at taking out the attackers.

The most impressive sight on the battlefield, however, was Mourwen. Screaming like a banshee, she laid into the aliens with unparalleled malice, firing her maser pistols as fast as they could discharge, rolling around to avoid enemy fire, sticking her guns right into the faces of the attackers, and squeezing both triggers. It wasn’t a pretty sight as she killed each one, and soon she was splattered with blue-green blood; Pendragon noting with interest these life forms obviously had copper-based blood. The science, however could wait, there was an alien invasion to hold off first. He continued taking potshots at any attacker he could see, and also observed the overall status of the fight. So far, the Admirals had mostly retreated, with just Chimera and Mourwen remaining, flanked by 50 soldiers who were proving effective at cutting through the ranks of aliens attempting to storm the HQ.

Chimera swung his Vashta Blade with precise skill and deadly venom, screaming as he sliced through the thigh of an alien, then drove it through the chest to finish it off. One particular alien, however, decided to forego his gun, and dropped it to the floor, opting instead for his sword. It appeared to be made of the same material as the hull of the alien ships, so the Vashta Blade could not cut through it. With a roar, the 8-foot tall soldier charged at Chimera, who parried the vicious overhead swing with some difficulty. The alien was incredibly strong, yet possessed little skill of his blade, it seemed.

Chimera took a swing at the giant, and was blocked, barely. The return swing he performed, however was unexpected, and he succeeded in slashing the stomach of the alien deeply. The monstor roared in pain, and was about to deliver a mighty blow to Chimera when his head was smashed apart by twin maser shells, expertly delivered by Mourwen.

The rush of victory Chimera felt, hoever, was cut short when dozens more aliens flooded into the entrance hall. Chimera scowled, and feeling the tiredness in his body, decided he was getting too old for this kind of thing, and made a hasty retreat. Pendragon and 47 soldiers were left, firing mercilessly at the invading aliens with everything they had. It was becoming apparent, however, that they were slowly being overwhelmed. There were precious few other soldiers in the building, as security forces in the HeadQuarters were more than a little lax, a result of foolish over-reliance on the planet’s massive defence network.

In a mounting panic, Pendragon saw 4 more soldiers shot down by the relentless stream of aliens coming into the building. There now far too many to handle, and Pendragon noted with concern his shield was reaching critical levels of power. But he was damned if he was going to let his government fall to these bastards. Reaching into his pocket, he retrieved a small tactical bomb, powerful enough to wipe out several dozen of these fiends, if the UEA soldiers took cover. He primed it, and was considering whether to throw it or simply charge into the midst of the invaders, when he felt a firm hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he was met with the same man whose face had been half-hidden in shadow earlier.

‘That won’t be needed, sir. Allow me to assist you.’ Pendragon was stunned, he watched as a plasma bolt from an alien gun smash into the man’s face…and have absolutely no effect. He was about to gibber a request for the man’s name, when the newcomer’s head snapped in the direction of the shot. Pendragon looked, and saw an alien troop standing, looking stunned. The strange man, or whatever he was, lifted his right arm up, and in horror, Pendragon watched as his skin separated into sections, slid up his arm, and instead of bone, there was cold, glinting metal underneath. The ‘bones’ of the fingers joined together, and a bright blue laser bolt lanced out from them, vaporising the shocked alien, leaving mere dust in its place.

‘Who..who are you?’ the most powerful man in the galaxy stammered. The strange, clearly not human figure looked at him, completely blank faced.
‘An old friend of mankind’, was the simple reply, followed by a ‘get out of here.’
Pendragon stood up, noting the attackers had stopped shooting now, and walked away, then stopped, and turned back. He was just about to protest, when the man’s eyes fixed on him, and flashed cold blue once again.
‘I said get out.’ It was enough to make Pendragon turn tail and run back to the relative safety of the conference chamber, where the other Admirals and Chimera would be waiting. He left behind the mysterious man, who was being eyed in awe by Watcher and human alike. The man who was not a man turned slowly on the spot, both arm-cannons now activated and ready to shoot, glowing a cool blue.

With a speed and agility impossible to achieve by a human, he moved with blinding speed into the throng of the alien soldiers. He did not hesitate to begin shooting, and the Watchers started to panic, and shoot each other in the rush to kill this new foe. The man somersaulted over the head of a soldier, pointing his arm-cannons down as he flew, and firing. The head exploded in a messy cloud of blue blood and bone fragments, and before he had landed, he had killed three more. He slaughtered soldiers left and right, all the time, his face unnervingly blank. His metallic body took shot after shot, each one as useless as the last. Eventually, there was just one Watcher left, the commander of the Watcher force.

As if to finish with a flourish, the metal man clapped both his hands together, went down on one knee, and fired a massive pulse of blue laser energy at the commander. The Watcher’s very atoms blinked out of existence as the pulse swept through him, not even leaving dust like the others. Haven was safe; the man had done his job perfectly, as usual.

Restoring his arms to normal appearance, the metal man stalked out of the entrance hall, to make audience with his masters. He had much to tell the leaders of the United Empires Alliance…

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 14:57

That was totaly EPIC!!!!!! i want more PLZ FEED ME MORE STORY

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Thats a very nice everything you have there be a shame if anything where to *HISSSSSSSS* happen to it
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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 15:24

I need 8 billion packs of jizz tissues stat mwahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 16:45

very nice work chim , i look forward to the next installemnt Wink assuming im not allready dead :/

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 18:12

I don't think anyone's safety can be guaranteed.

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 19:57

pendragon, im surprised you didnt complain that the soul ripper was destroyed. Very Happy
do you think it had a fitting ending?
also, more coming this weekend hopefully. ill attempt to vbridge the gap between mine, and RDs stories Smile

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Sat 07 May 2011, 20:02

Of course im sad about it but it did meet a noble end so stop judging me damn it lol.

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 01:50

heres chapter 5, a little quiet after the crazy Smile enjoy...



Chapter 5.
History lesson.

Pendragon sat anxiously in the conference chamber, listening to the sounds of blaster fire coming from down the corridor of the HQ, and felt a rising sense of anxiety as they gradually petered out. He jumped slightly as one more massive shot rang out, then silence returned to the hall. The 30 remaining soldiers, and the Admirals, with Chimera, were all here, and Daggers and Firehawk were having their wounds tended to. Admiral Skyfire paced around the room, a ragged, exhausted look in his eyes. Mourwen, having cleaned off the blood of the aliens, sat in the corner, cleaning one of her masers, the same spot over and over again, with a distant look on her face.

The sound of footsteps approaching made everyone in the room tense. Mourwen came out of her trance, and slowly aimed her maser at the door. It sounded human (or humanoid) but it was better to be sure.
The door opened, and the mysterious man stood in the doorway, blank facial expression firmly attached. Surveying the room, he performed a traditional, and perfect UEA salute. He was met with a sea of stunned faces. Chimera was the first to speak up, albeit in a quiet voice, unusually for him.
‘Who are you?’
The stranger glanced at Chimera, and spoke in a voice that had the merest hint of machine to it.
‘I am Retrieved Dawn, a fully autonomous and sentient artificial intelligence and combat droid. I am happy to protect and serve the United Empires Alliance.’
Chimera gave a small, exasperated laugh, then spoke again.
‘That doesn’t really answer my question. I mean, where do you come from?’ Retrieved Dawn tilted his head slightly at this comment, as if he was thinking about his answer carefully. He had so very much to tell his masters, they would need time to sink it in.
‘I was built…by the ancient Terranus Empire, on Earth, in the last days of the Empire, and programmed to protect mankind at any cost, for as long as possible.’
Chimera looked utterly nonplussed at this. Terranus Empire? What nonsense was this?
‘What do you mean, Terranus Empire?’ he scoffed. He hadn’t witnessed what Pendragon had just seen, so to Chimera, this was just an ordinary man, with an insane story.
Retrieved Dawn took a moment to consider his response. The amount of information he was about to divulge would be staggering, but he had to convince the leaders of his genuine nature, otherwise he could be ejected from the building. Where to begin…

‘100,000 of your years ago, the human race was an extremely large and advanced intergalactic superpower. The Terranus Empire, originating from Earth, expanded to vast sizes. Trillions of worlds, with billions upon billions of starships, stretching across the entire known universe. It was a peaceful, yet firm empire, which prospered from its vast size and power. It lasted almost 25,000 years, before crumbling.’
Pendragon, deciding to suspend disbelief, pressed the android for more. He had just seen a metal man take out nearly 700 8-foot-tall aliens with lasers built into his arms. He was ready to be believe anything at the moment.
‘Why did it crumble? What happened?’
‘The Terranus Empire was attacked, by an even more ancient and powerful race, known as The Watchers. They managed to win the war, thanks to a potent computer virus uploaded into every Watcher in the universe, but were badly weakened by the end of the war. Their attitudes and responses to warfare had changed significantly as well, and they knew they had to take drastic action to ensure their survival.’ Pendragon looked expectantly at Retrieved Dawn, who continued with his impossible tale.
‘The Terranians invaded a race called the Se’lue, to regain planets they had lost to The Watchers, yet they underestimated the strength of the Se’lue. They were a very private and withdrawn race, and it was not until they began a full-scale invasion that mankind discovered their awesome power. Within months, they were shattered, the once mighty Terranus Empire in ruins.’ Retrieved Dawn waited a moment for the shocked humans to absorb the information, then pressed on.
‘As reparations and punishment, humankind was set back 1000 centuries, in terms of technological development, and cultural advancement. They were reduced to nothing more than a pre-industrial civilisation, and returned to Earth, to live out the remainders of the species’ natural course.’

‘And what happened to the other two races? The Watchers? The Su’lue?’ asked Pendragon.
‘The Su’lue eventually died out, but The Watchers, they survived. They returned to their home galaxy after defeat at the hands of humans, and continued to rule it.’
‘And what is their status in the present day? Are they peaceful?’
‘Well…’ Retrieved Dawn hesitated before continuing.
‘There are the remains of 1000 of their troops in the entrance hall to this building.’

*****
160,000 lightyears away, Large Magellanic Cloud.

The Highest felt a great surge of pain course through his body, as the death of millions of Watchers echoed across The Void. He had not felt the death of Lowers of this scale for centuries, and it was a shock to his system. His back arched as he felt the pain of the 1000 foot soldiers, sent to assassinate the Cattle’s government, yet somehow neutralised by an enemy unknown. This, and the failure to destroy Haven, had stumped the Highest; their analysis and invasion of the Cattle had enjoyed a huge success, barely an iota of resistance had met them.

The Highest shook his head, it was one small flaw in an otherwise flawless plan. Initial reports suggested they now controlled over 80% of the galaxy, and more planets were surrendering every moment. The Cattle had failed their test; and now they would simply become part of the workforce of The Watchers. Soon the Cattle would fold, as had every race in the universe. At least, before the Great Fall, that was. A great shadow had fallen over their race; and now, it was a hated whisper imbedded on the minds of Highers and Lowers alike. It had been their link to one another that had proven their downfall, and now they skulked inside just one little galaxy, looking for the perfect opportunity, the perfect chance to strike against a lower species, and the wars that had wreaked the galaxies of the Cattle and Reptile had given them that perfect chance, along with the demilitarisation this alliance the Cattle had formed.

Of course, there were whipsers, among the ranks of The Watchers, that this was not the first engagement they had had with this new enemy; that in fact, their histories had crossed paths many, many generations ago…

*****

Admiral Skyfire crouched down at a burnt-out Watcher corpse, it blackened skull splattered with now-dry blood. Gently, he reached out a gloved hand to the face, and carefully turned it to face him. The sight he was met with wasn’t pretty, by any stretch, but it was fascinating to see another sentient species up close, even a dead one. At once he noted the creature’s interesting cranial stucture. Well pronounced cheekbones, with cold blue eyes UNDER the cheeks, and instead of a mouth, the skull curved down, then backwards on itself, to form a rounded point.
The lack of a mouth suggested something quite interesting to Skyfire. He looked up at Retrieved Dawn.
‘Psychic communication? He asked, to which Retrieved Dawn nodded.
‘The Watchers still retain a high level of linkage with each other, partly due to natural telekinetic abilities, partly thanks to cybernetic implants.’
‘Cybernetic implants? So, they’re gradually becoming more machine-like?’ Retrieved Dawn now shook his head.
‘The opposite is true. The Watchers started off as sentient machines, and after the Terranus War, and over the course of several thousand years, they began to crave flesh, and sought to become organic. They kept their same, basic shape and appearance, but replaced metal with flesh, machine with animal. Now, just a few traces of their cybernetic past remain, buried deep within their brains.’

Skyfire got up off the floor to face Retrieved Dawn eye-to-eye.
‘How can we defeat them? You were programmed to help us, so what do we do?’ Retrieved Dawn stared at Skyfire for a few brief moment, then spoke. Had he been human, it would have been a heavy tone indeed.
‘There is a way to beat them, that much is certain. But the secret, and the means, was buried a long time ago, in a location that humans have not visited in hundreds of years. The secret was buried in a place secure, and safe, but the location has long since been forgotten by mankind. However, I am aware of the planet it is buried in,’
Skyfire pressed him. The android’s eyes flashed blue again, and he spoke.
‘It was buried at the place of humanity’s progeny. Terrania Prime, or as it is called today…Planet Earth.’

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 08:46

Words fail me. That is all

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 09:57

very nice Smile i like indeed

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 10:06

this is totaly wicked, by that i mean awesome

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:20

The complete inadeqhacey of my own stories compared to this brings tears to my eyes. Well done!

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:25

thanks mourwen, but youre a great writer, stop being so self deprecating. i love your story. Wink


anyway, here be chapter 6, ye beasties of electra.
and things have not gone well for the UEA...


Chapter 6.
Fall of the UEA.

3 Months Later.
Orbit of Iacon.


The massive Harbinger hung in high orbit over Iacon, a beautiful ice planet that was often compared to Haven. Billions of humans on the surface awaited their fate; some cried, some stood stock still, as the terrible creatures miles above them toyed with their lives.
The Higher commanding the Harbinger made his mind up. The Cattle inhabiting this particular planet had surrendered quickly and with little resistance, and for that, he would reward them. Reaching into The Void, he spoke.
‘Deploy ground troops, and destroy their regional government.’ He sat back, wating to hear the foot soldiers’ report of victory. He didn’t have to wait long; he felt the jubilation in the soldiers emanating from The Void minutes later. The ground force would stay on the surface of the planet, in order to successfully enslave the population, and put them to work on the various Harbingers of The Watchers, until their feeble bodies broke from overwork and exhaustion, where they would be replaced. Endorphins rushed into the skull of the Higher at this thought, and soon the whole ship felt his joy. In little over three months, they had completely overrun the galaxy; with millions of worlds now in their grasp. Only one planet remained under the Cattle’s slack rule; the icy world of Haven, ancient capital of humanity. Even The Highest himself had been frustrated at the stubbornness of the people of Haven; they had lost 6 Harbingers in attempt to subjugate the planet, but the huge defences, combined with entirety of the remaining UEA fleet, ensured nothing could get past.

No matter, thought the Higher to himself. The Cattle were all but completely serving beneath them now, and would for centuries to come. If they outlived their usefulness, or tried to revolt against them, they would be made as dust on the solar winds.

*****

Above Haven.

‘Admiral! Harbinger spotted, 100,000km on approach!’ The tactical officer yelled over the alarms and explosions on the bridge of the Soul Ripper II. Mourwen snarled, and barked for all batteries to fire on the approaching behemoth. The UEA’s new upgrades, based on information given by Retrieved Dawn, were proving mercifully effective against the Harbinger’s shields, but the huge ship surged forward determinedly, despite huge welts appearing all over the hull, and plasma leaking all over it.

Mourwen watched grimly as a whole bomber wing exploded into dark matter, another heavy blow to the defence for Haven. Luckily, there were millions more to take their place; most of the UEA military fleet was here, some 5 million ships swarmed around Haven and the Harbinger. The Watchers, over the past few months, had changed their tactics, using smaller, faster ships called Eviscerators to try to attack Haven, to little success. The gigantic fleet surrounding the planet simply absorbed anything The Watchers could throw at them, Harbingers and Eviscerators alike.

This Harbinger, however, was being particularly stubborn. It was getting dangerously close to Haven, and even if it was disabled, its momentum would be enough to crash it into the planet. Drastic action was going to be needed.
Mourwen turned to the officer. ‘Activate the laser array.’ The officer nodded, and immediately, the Soul Ripper II’s gigantic laser weapon unfurled itself from the hull of the ship. In place of a graviton cannon, the decision had been made to install what Pendragon called a ‘damn big laser’ into the underside of the battle station. On Mourwen’s command, 1000 powerful lasers shot into a massive focus crystal, and a titanic bolt of pure, screaming hot light blasted out of the SR2.

The beam smashed into the shields of the surging Harbinger, and where plasma bolts and ion shots failed to get through, the laser simply burned through. The shields were overloaded in seconds, and the beam simply would not stop firing. It melted through the whole of the Harbinger, and appeared through on the other side. The titan came to a halt as all its systems went into meltdown. Seconds alter, the ship exploded, leaving the UEA fleet to pick off the surviving Eviscerators.
Mourwen breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the exploding Harbinger. She took a glance at the reason why they were able to fire the laser array at such high powered shots. Massive, thick power cables ran from the hull of the SR2, down to the surface of Haven, where they were connected to the planet’s power grid. The entire planet was the power source for the array; the SR2 was just one big emitter. Without the connections to Haven, the laser array was 500 times weaker each shot. Full power, it was enough to disrupt the nuclear fusion in a star. Every time the gigantic weapon fired, Mourwen swore she saw the lights of Haven dim every time the monstrous weapon unleashed itself in full.

Haven, the last-human controlled planet in the galaxy, was safe, for another day at least. The last few months had been horrific. Billions had died, as hundreds of worlds were slaughtered by The Watchers. But in that time, they had also learnt so much about The Watchers, and their weaknesses. A plan was in the works, a plan that required precise timing, and a large, stable fleet of fully-functioning ships; at the moment, well-working ships were the most precious resource in the galaxy. The massive amount of vessels in orbit over the planet had put a huge strain on Haven’s drydock facilities. Ships were becoming a little more rusted, a little more worn, every day they remained in service.

Not so for the SR2, which was, at 2000km wide, the largest and most advanced ship in the UEA armada. The first of a new generation of DeathStars. Its maintenance had been, and was, crucial to the defence of the last chink of light in the galaxy.

*****

UEA Central Headquarters, Haven.

Retrieved Dawn’s skin was splayed open, revealing the intricate network of micro circuitry and pulsing blue light underneath. The android himself had his usual blank expression as he performed maintenance, which he did with mechanical precision. Pendragon sat opposite watching, fascinated at the ancient, yet incredibly advanced technology.
‘This is how you’ve kept yourself working?’ he asked. Retrieved Dawn nodded, not looking up from his work.
‘I am 100% efficient at self-maintenance and repair. In the first 400 years of my existence, I was a mere 99.999999998 efficient. The difference is truly significant.’ Pendragon nodded, then went over it in his head. He shook his head, and asked another question.
‘So, how did you escape the reversal of humanity?’ Again the android did not look up.
‘The Watchers simply did not think to search for technology of my quality. I was, and remain, the most advanced piece of engineering and artificial intelligence ever constructed by mankind, incredibly advanced even by The Watchers‘ standards..’
Pendragon chuckled slightly. Obviously Retrieved Dawn did not possess an ego, but it was still strange to hear what appeared to be a human talk about himself in such flat, positive terms.
‘Do you know what time we start?’ Retrieved Dawn had masterminded a plan about how to get to Earth. The Watchers, every 0.3 seconds, sent out billions of tiny tachyon pulses that covered the entire galaxy, which was then detected by millions of sensors surrounding the rim of the Milky Way. In this way, they could see every star, every planet, and every ship in the galaxy…and their movements. However, the nearest tachyon pulse emitter to the Haven system had the 0.3 second window in which no pulse was given off. This gave the Earth-bound UEA fleet a tiny window in which they could jump to hyperspace and not be detected. If they were detected entering hyperspace, they would immediately be treated with suspicion, and an enemy on high alert was what they did not need.

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:35

ooooooooooo

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:42

Self-deprecation's my favourite past time though xD

Once again, magnificent. The story is developing far beyond my initial imaginings.

Also, it just occurred to me to wonder whether Ka'valis and the Korvathians know that Mourwen is female, considering their view on the opposite sex.

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:50

Mourwen wrote:
Self-deprecation's my favourite past time though xD

Once again, magnificent. The story is developing far beyond my initial imaginings.

Also, it just occurred to me to wonder whether Ka'valis and the Korvathians know that Mourwen is female, considering their view on the opposite sex.

my hastily cobbled-together explanation for this is that ka'valis is a very liberal korvathian, and since mourwen is human, the sex difference doesnt really register. actually, thats good...
anyhoo, more korvathian presence next chapter! im thinking...hand to hand combat between korvathians and watchers...Wink

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:52

Great chim you've made my hunger for more even greater love the new Soul Ripper I hope im on one of the ships heading for earth and security is so tight they will never find out Mourwen XD

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 17:59

Haha, I thought that might have something to do with it, Chimera. But I just thought I'd ask loooool xD

Oooh, yes, the new Soul Ripper is going to sheer the Watchers from existence! For the glory of the UEA! For vengeance! Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 18:02

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Haha, I thought that might have something to do with it, Chimera. But I just thought I'd ask loooool xD

Oooh, yes, the new Soul Ripper is going to sheer the Watchers from existence! For the glory of the UEA! For vengeance! Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!

*quietly points out the sr2 is only able to destroy harbingers when it uses the whole of havens power grid...otherwise its just a fairly powerful laser*

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 18:05

Blow our bubble why don't u and u haven't answered my question about hoping a certain something.......

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 18:18

-sounds of happy destructive bubbles bursting echoes across the galaxy- Awwww. Fine. They can come and get some, then. >:C

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 18:22

I'd put u in command of the soul Ripper any day Mourwen good call on that chim. XD

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Mon 09 May 2011, 21:23

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Tue 10 May 2011, 11:38

chapter 7, now with added korvath Wink


Chapter 7.
Andromeda Holding.

‘Helmsman! Fire on that eviscerator, full power!’ The Belenus- class Warcruiser Hokas blasted its new, supercharged plasma bolts at the lunging Watcher ship, striking the shields with intense energy. The new upgrades provided by the UEA had proven most effective, though these ‘Watchers’ still outgunned and out performed them. But it gave them a chance to defend themselves, at least.

The two fleets had met in neutral territory, the Korvath fleet having intercepted the Harbinger midway to the planet G’bala. Though outnumbering The Watchers, they were suffering badly at the hands of the smaller, more nimble Eviscerators. The Korvath fleet was gradually being pushed back by the relentless Watcher fleet.

The Harbinger came in range of the battle, and wasted no time in crucifying the Korvath ships with expertly placed dark matter shells. Ships fell by the dozen as it mercilessly performed its duty. Even with upgraded shields, ordinary ships stood no chance against a full barrage by a Harbinger. The Hokas’ bridge shook violently with another shot from the Harbinger. The captain thanked the gods it they had only scored glancing blows against the warcruiser. A direct hit would probably overload the shields. He barked an order to perform a barrel roll to avoid two Eviscerators closing in; a difficult move in a ship 3 miles long.

The pilot grimly battled with the controls, and the stars began to rotate as the mighty ship revolved 360 degrees. The captain gave the order to start firing directly at the Harbinger, and held onto his chair as another dark matter shell glanced off the shields and exploded. The nanoprobes could not feed on energy, thankfully, else the shields would have been down ages ago. As it was, they were losing, so everything was now being fired directly at the massive ship ahead.

Out of nowhere, an Eviscerator appeared on their starboard. With a huge shockwave, it rammed the Hokas directly, the kinetic energy enough to overload the shields. The captain snarled as a report came in there were Watchers boarding the ship, and drew out a Vashta Blade and a maser from his tunic. He would defend his ship to the death if need be.

‘Fist officer, you have the bridge. Resume bombardment.’ The first officer saluted, and took over as the captain marched off the bridge to meet his fate with the infidels.


The giant footsoldiers of The Watchers surveyed the vessel of the Reptile with little interest other than strategic. The soldiers, bred for war and more machine than flesh, had very little emotion, no appreciation of art, or culture, or the interesting little habits of lower lifeforms. It knew only hatred.

With a deep roar, the captain of the Reptiles charged forward, catching a Watcher off guard with his speed. His blade plunged into the chest of the soldier, and was ripped out and swung, slicing its head off efficiently.
Another Watcher raised its heavy gun and fired twice at the insane captain, who screamed with fury as he managed to block the bolts, and threw his blade into the neck of the gunner. With a strange gurgle, he was instantly killed. The captain ran up to the body, retrieved his powerful blade, and continued hacking and slashing at any Watcher who came near him. However, a particularly brave Watcher ran up to the captain, and managed to take hold of his head and shoulders. After a few seconds of desperate wrestling, The Watcher sharply turned the Korvathian’s head, and the captain’s neck snapped with a wet crack. The captain went limp, but then an approaching squad of Korvath security troops swiftly avenged the death of their leader with 14 maser bolts.
One Korvathian went head to head with a Watcher, fists pummelling into the Watcher’s powerful body. The two crashed to the ground, and the Korvath soldier withdrew a small knife from his armour, and slashed the throat of his nemesis, watching with grim satisfaction as the Watcher’s body bucked, then went still. Wiping the copper blood from his face, he swung the knife suddenly, taking the legs out from beneath another Watcher, then slashed up as it fell. The result wasn’t pretty, but the invading force was nearly gone. The last Watcher was sword-fighting with an absolutely psychopathic Korvathian, who was screaming like a demon as he smashed the blade against the Watcher’s who was barely able to hold him off. The Watcher buckled to his knees, and the Korvathian took his chance and went to town on the head of The Watcher with his sword, causing even the usually unflinching Korvaths to wince slightly.

Laughing insanely, the Korvathian caused a mist of blood as he hacked and slashed on the skull of the now-dead Watcher, and had to be restrained by 4 other soldiers. The Korvathians had won the battle, and the Hokas pulled free from the Eviscerator, but not before a Korvathian surreptitiously threw a thermonuclear grenade into the Watcher ship. As the Hokas accelerated towards the Harbinger once again, the Eviscerator exploded in a blaze of orange.

‘Helmsman. Continue our course.’


Orbit of Haven.

‘Ok,’ said Pendragon, seating himself into the SR2’s command chair, ‘We have the window necessary to jump in 3 minutes to Earth. We’ve synchronised the computers of every ship in the fleet to the window time in between pulses of the tachyon emitters. If all goes well, The Watchers will take a lot longer to notice that we’re gone. Good luck.’

Retrieved Dawn stood next to the captain’s chair, his trademark blank face an exception on a bridge filled with tension. Pendragon activated the order to the computer, programmed by Retrieved Dawn, to take direct command of the entire fleet’s flight controls, and jump to hyperspace at the exact moment needed. 30 seconds…
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The stars blurred and the outside space went crazy as the SR2 made the jump. The entire fleet jumped at precisely the same moment as the SR2, the program made by Retrieved Dawn a success. Not one ship was detected by The Watchers, but they had a long trip to go yet. Once they got to Earth, they would begin the grim task of finding the ancient technology that was their last hope.

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PostSubject: Re: Day of the Watchers- Book 3   Tue 10 May 2011, 11:56

this was awesome

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Thats a very nice everything you have there be a shame if anything where to *HISSSSSSSS* happen to it
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