Two hundred unmarked, unregistered Ayana's left the Syndicate Base in the northern nebula, heading towards YSE space under full power. They emerged, guns blazing towards a group of Pirates on the run from the UOC; they had stolen a MIKO unit from one of MFY's processing facilities and were to be destroyed at any cost; even it meant crossing the boarder. The data on the unit was highly classified and possibly could possibly be the most dangerous set of instructions yet to be written.
After several hyperspace folds, the battle had drifted within a light year of the 4th SF's base at Taiie. The Pirates were falling, but their lead ship was still making it's way in front of the other. It's captain, a renegade, who had been enjoying the unsettled relations between the UOC and Yamatai, and he had gotten ahold of a very dangerous set of codes.
The fire fight chase continued, and the lead Ayana delivered a burst of Xeneth Cannon pulses across the bow of the lead pirate vessel. However it's captain, had already initiated another fold.
"No..." the captain of the Syndicate's Wing cursed, as the pirate slipped away yet again, this time however it was too late, now they were within FTL communications range with Nataria. Once the pirate ship emerged into realspace it transmitted the code.
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Months before Independence.
The Fifth had been preparing to goto battle the Mishhu at Bizankro, the fleet had converted the 100,000 Kyoto Carriers used in the Lorath Exodus into massive aether-bombs in which they had intended to use on the Mishhu. The Kyotos had been stripped of their IES systems, and had been outfitted with aether generators filling the majority of their inerds and were set to detonate upon the receiving of the coded transmission or their hatches being opened without the authorized code.
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When Yamatai had requested all of its resources back, in the shuffle, the bombs had been forgotten about, save for the Syndicate and a few ranking UOC officers. Sadly the data had fallen into the hands of the pirates which had been plaguing the new nation since the erection of its banner.
The Fifth Expeditionary Fleet ships had been holding in the Yard at Nataria. Left alone until now...
The transmission was received and processed, the 100,000 Kyoto's began their overload sequence, clustered in amongst the ships of the formerly famous fleet. One by one the Aether generators aboard the massive Kyoto Carriers began to detonate, spewing aether, sending shockwaves rocketing through the yard, smashing ships against each other, sending pieces of Carriers slamming into even the mighty Seijin no Umi which broke into two sections before being totally obliterated.
The massive amount of Aether explosions tore space, destablazing distortion waves rocketed outwards from the detonating ships, laying to waste the Yard at Nataria.
The Captain of the UOC Wing that had been chasing the pirates slumped back in his command chair, a look of fear filled his eyes as he watched the sensor data come in from the exploding shipyards and starships. "Oh my god....." he uttered. Saying "Turn us back! Turn us back!" The Ayana's engaged their hyperspace drives and headed back towards UOC territories, alerting UOCPF Command what had happened.
"Dear god, they may blame us..." Everything went black, as the Captain watched the clock above the main viewer counting back the time until they would arrive back in UOC territory.
After several hyperspace folds, the battle had drifted within a light year of the 4th SF's base at Taiie. The Pirates were falling, but their lead ship was still making it's way in front of the other. It's captain, a renegade, who had been enjoying the unsettled relations between the UOC and Yamatai, and he had gotten ahold of a very dangerous set of codes.
The fire fight chase continued, and the lead Ayana delivered a burst of Xeneth Cannon pulses across the bow of the lead pirate vessel. However it's captain, had already initiated another fold.
"No..." the captain of the Syndicate's Wing cursed, as the pirate slipped away yet again, this time however it was too late, now they were within FTL communications range with Nataria. Once the pirate ship emerged into realspace it transmitted the code.
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Months before Independence.
The Fifth had been preparing to goto battle the Mishhu at Bizankro, the fleet had converted the 100,000 Kyoto Carriers used in the Lorath Exodus into massive aether-bombs in which they had intended to use on the Mishhu. The Kyotos had been stripped of their IES systems, and had been outfitted with aether generators filling the majority of their inerds and were set to detonate upon the receiving of the coded transmission or their hatches being opened without the authorized code.
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When Yamatai had requested all of its resources back, in the shuffle, the bombs had been forgotten about, save for the Syndicate and a few ranking UOC officers. Sadly the data had fallen into the hands of the pirates which had been plaguing the new nation since the erection of its banner.
The Fifth Expeditionary Fleet ships had been holding in the Yard at Nataria. Left alone until now...
The transmission was received and processed, the 100,000 Kyoto's began their overload sequence, clustered in amongst the ships of the formerly famous fleet. One by one the Aether generators aboard the massive Kyoto Carriers began to detonate, spewing aether, sending shockwaves rocketing through the yard, smashing ships against each other, sending pieces of Carriers slamming into even the mighty Seijin no Umi which broke into two sections before being totally obliterated.
The massive amount of Aether explosions tore space, destablazing distortion waves rocketed outwards from the detonating ships, laying to waste the Yard at Nataria.
The Captain of the UOC Wing that had been chasing the pirates slumped back in his command chair, a look of fear filled his eyes as he watched the sensor data come in from the exploding shipyards and starships. "Oh my god....." he uttered. Saying "Turn us back! Turn us back!" The Ayana's engaged their hyperspace drives and headed back towards UOC territories, alerting UOCPF Command what had happened.
"Dear god, they may blame us..." Everything went black, as the Captain watched the clock above the main viewer counting back the time until they would arrive back in UOC territory.