This is a story i'm making, i decided to post what i got done (3 chapters)and see where it leads. Warning i won't copy your writings, but i might take some of your ideas...... Here it is:The Hydrogen War
-Recording for message from the Gaurdian to the U.S.N.A. Puerto Rico; starting-
“Sir, I have the Puerto Rico on the Comm.”
“Quickly, bring up the Vid Screen on a secure channel.”
“Sir, transmission secure.”
Commander John Anderson swiveled in his chair to face the holographic screen. A picture of elderly man, obvious to everyone on the bridge as General Achilles, the best tactician in the U.S.N.A.’s Navy.
“Commander Achilles, how are you?”
“General, I must be short and to the point; The people of the Halack Sector are unstable… as you know, they are primitive, but even so their primitive nuclear weapons could do considerable damage to the cargo ships that pass along this route. It seems as if they have fallen into an anarchy, and all their citizens have agreed to attack any ship that comes close.”
“I don’t see why you don’t just reroute the supplies to go around.”
“Sir, The ships that pass through here don’t have engines powerful enough to make it to a reasonable speed so they use the planets’ gravity to shoot them faster though; and Sir, these ships carry all our supplies to the Grotad Front.”
“Damnit… They could cause our lines to be able to be broken through, What do you have there?”
“All we have are the Protector Class vessel I’m on, and two Linith Class Corvettes. Also Sir, I thought I should let you know we believe that the Crimson Tide may have one of it’s three head quarters on Alabaster 2.”
“Very well, I’m coming myself”
“Sir?”
“This is a potentially lethal problem for us, because, what you don’t know is that the Crimson Tide raided a convoy carrying new upgraded Hydrogen Missiles, and upgraded Plasma Cannons.”
“But Sir, that’s the best weaponry in the Fleet. And if they got it then they might amass themselves here and…we could fall to the Grotad’s!”
“No it’s not Commander, my ship has Missiles that contain 0.000000000001g of anti matter. It’s slightly more powerful than the hydrogen weapons, but it will be a bloody war.”
“I’m coming right away.”
With that the Hologram face disappeared. The crew sat stunned at the transmission…the general never went anywhere…
CHAPTER 2: ARRIVAL
The mess hall was extremely noisy, people were talking about the upcoming war, the new armaments their ships would have, the Crimson Tide, and General Achilles . One group was especially noisy… it was the captains table. Usually the captains ate in the officer lounge, but today they ate in the mess hall.
“There’s not supposed to be any weaponry better than hydrogen missiles…Anti-matter can’t be harvested!”
“Apparently it has George, and I wander what we’ll have for cannons…”
“Well we’ll probably have plasma cannons…”
“No, it’ll probably be dual cannons…”
“Well what do we know about this general anyway?”
“I bet we get plasma cannons laced with, cold fusion coils.”
“His ship is the only one of its kind, it’s rumored it has a cloaking device.”
“Cloaking device? Hahahaha! We can only fit one on space station… and even then it only works on long range scanners…not in a battle… and it’s visible…”
“Hey pass that candy bar…”
“Maybe… we’ll get focused lasers…”
“Focused lasers? Our fighters would each need there own cold fusion generators…”
“It’s supposed to be sleek ship…”
The shockwave vibrated through the whole ship, making glasses fall before their magnets could grasp. Arguing heated up, they had come out of superluminal flight, right near the ship, this has to be bad… regulations called that ships come out of flight 5 clicks away, unless entering a battle, or during a dire emergency…and their where no other ships in the area… After a minute they all rushed to the portholes, none of them knew that this ancient word did not mean the large sections of semi-organic windows, that contained bacteria that must have air in there… so they seal up any breaks.
Outside at first they didn’t see the ship… then it-changed course coming along side the Guardian… this ship was sleek… in an elongated wedge shape. They automatically knew the name… it was the Skarlathion, It was a myth…that had started several years back… people saw this ship. They said it made no sound at all when in superluminal or luminal flight, so this couldn’t be it… however they heard no sound…then it went into luminal flight with a bright flash from it’s engines then it was along side the Guardian. It seemed small even though the Guardian was one-third its size… The ship’s bridge was near the back on another wedge raised up…. Behind that was the enormous missile launcher with 4 tubes… each tube could hold 8 fighters… They knew that the missiles were small so this should probably put out 8 missiles at a time from each tube, and could hold about 32 missiles total. The crew sat down in there seats stunned that this ship was the same ship that no one could hit, and that the general who commanded it was worried gave each of them chills down there spine as the realization hit them.
-CHAPTER 3-
“All hands to Vid. Stations…” piped over the intercom. People filed into rooms used for their briefings and debriefings. The Vid. Screens clicked on, The General appeared. This was the first time most people had seen him.
“Men and women of the Guardian, I’m General Achilles, commander of the Skarlathion. You all know by now what’s going on, but let me tell you what you don’t know. My special team of onboard scientists and I were able to create anti matter... Therefore my ship now has an antimatter reactor that puts out as much power as all of the cold fusion generators we had. We’ve taken apart those generators and made many small ones. We’ve had enough to make a cold fusion generator small enough to put on our fighters. However we don’t have any left over.”
“But then how are we gonna put better weapons on our fighters? We don’t have that much power!”
With that uproar of voices went up all over the Guardian.
“Please listen; we do however have extra micro hot fusion generators, to add to your ships…we can add 2 too each of your fighters.”
The crowd suddenly quieted down…
“I’d try to explain our weaponry to you but I can’t… I’m afraid only your technicians would understand how it works… Just let me say that it is more powerful than anything you’ve worked with is. The cannons can cut right through shields like butter and are as powerful against armor as your cannons… You are prompted to use your cannons on the shields of capital ships and then use your missiles to hit the armor. I must go now and supervise the transfer of materials to your ship.”
As the screen clicked off the pilots of the Guardian’s fighters went to their ships to prepare them to be upgraded.
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-He who walks in my path and insults me, will be swallowed up in the flames of my fury.-
-Recording for message from the Gaurdian to the U.S.N.A. Puerto Rico; starting-
“Sir, I have the Puerto Rico on the Comm.”
“Quickly, bring up the Vid Screen on a secure channel.”
“Sir, transmission secure.”
Commander John Anderson swiveled in his chair to face the holographic screen. A picture of elderly man, obvious to everyone on the bridge as General Achilles, the best tactician in the U.S.N.A.’s Navy.
“Commander Achilles, how are you?”
“General, I must be short and to the point; The people of the Halack Sector are unstable… as you know, they are primitive, but even so their primitive nuclear weapons could do considerable damage to the cargo ships that pass along this route. It seems as if they have fallen into an anarchy, and all their citizens have agreed to attack any ship that comes close.”
“I don’t see why you don’t just reroute the supplies to go around.”
“Sir, The ships that pass through here don’t have engines powerful enough to make it to a reasonable speed so they use the planets’ gravity to shoot them faster though; and Sir, these ships carry all our supplies to the Grotad Front.”
“Damnit… They could cause our lines to be able to be broken through, What do you have there?”
“All we have are the Protector Class vessel I’m on, and two Linith Class Corvettes. Also Sir, I thought I should let you know we believe that the Crimson Tide may have one of it’s three head quarters on Alabaster 2.”
“Very well, I’m coming myself”
“Sir?”
“This is a potentially lethal problem for us, because, what you don’t know is that the Crimson Tide raided a convoy carrying new upgraded Hydrogen Missiles, and upgraded Plasma Cannons.”
“But Sir, that’s the best weaponry in the Fleet. And if they got it then they might amass themselves here and…we could fall to the Grotad’s!”
“No it’s not Commander, my ship has Missiles that contain 0.000000000001g of anti matter. It’s slightly more powerful than the hydrogen weapons, but it will be a bloody war.”
“I’m coming right away.”
With that the Hologram face disappeared. The crew sat stunned at the transmission…the general never went anywhere…
CHAPTER 2: ARRIVAL
The mess hall was extremely noisy, people were talking about the upcoming war, the new armaments their ships would have, the Crimson Tide, and General Achilles . One group was especially noisy… it was the captains table. Usually the captains ate in the officer lounge, but today they ate in the mess hall.
“There’s not supposed to be any weaponry better than hydrogen missiles…Anti-matter can’t be harvested!”
“Apparently it has George, and I wander what we’ll have for cannons…”
“Well we’ll probably have plasma cannons…”
“No, it’ll probably be dual cannons…”
“Well what do we know about this general anyway?”
“I bet we get plasma cannons laced with, cold fusion coils.”
“His ship is the only one of its kind, it’s rumored it has a cloaking device.”
“Cloaking device? Hahahaha! We can only fit one on space station… and even then it only works on long range scanners…not in a battle… and it’s visible…”
“Hey pass that candy bar…”
“Maybe… we’ll get focused lasers…”
“Focused lasers? Our fighters would each need there own cold fusion generators…”
“It’s supposed to be sleek ship…”
The shockwave vibrated through the whole ship, making glasses fall before their magnets could grasp. Arguing heated up, they had come out of superluminal flight, right near the ship, this has to be bad… regulations called that ships come out of flight 5 clicks away, unless entering a battle, or during a dire emergency…and their where no other ships in the area… After a minute they all rushed to the portholes, none of them knew that this ancient word did not mean the large sections of semi-organic windows, that contained bacteria that must have air in there… so they seal up any breaks.
Outside at first they didn’t see the ship… then it-changed course coming along side the Guardian… this ship was sleek… in an elongated wedge shape. They automatically knew the name… it was the Skarlathion, It was a myth…that had started several years back… people saw this ship. They said it made no sound at all when in superluminal or luminal flight, so this couldn’t be it… however they heard no sound…then it went into luminal flight with a bright flash from it’s engines then it was along side the Guardian. It seemed small even though the Guardian was one-third its size… The ship’s bridge was near the back on another wedge raised up…. Behind that was the enormous missile launcher with 4 tubes… each tube could hold 8 fighters… They knew that the missiles were small so this should probably put out 8 missiles at a time from each tube, and could hold about 32 missiles total. The crew sat down in there seats stunned that this ship was the same ship that no one could hit, and that the general who commanded it was worried gave each of them chills down there spine as the realization hit them.
-CHAPTER 3-
“All hands to Vid. Stations…” piped over the intercom. People filed into rooms used for their briefings and debriefings. The Vid. Screens clicked on, The General appeared. This was the first time most people had seen him.
“Men and women of the Guardian, I’m General Achilles, commander of the Skarlathion. You all know by now what’s going on, but let me tell you what you don’t know. My special team of onboard scientists and I were able to create anti matter... Therefore my ship now has an antimatter reactor that puts out as much power as all of the cold fusion generators we had. We’ve taken apart those generators and made many small ones. We’ve had enough to make a cold fusion generator small enough to put on our fighters. However we don’t have any left over.”
“But then how are we gonna put better weapons on our fighters? We don’t have that much power!”
With that uproar of voices went up all over the Guardian.
“Please listen; we do however have extra micro hot fusion generators, to add to your ships…we can add 2 too each of your fighters.”
The crowd suddenly quieted down…
“I’d try to explain our weaponry to you but I can’t… I’m afraid only your technicians would understand how it works… Just let me say that it is more powerful than anything you’ve worked with is. The cannons can cut right through shields like butter and are as powerful against armor as your cannons… You are prompted to use your cannons on the shields of capital ships and then use your missiles to hit the armor. I must go now and supervise the transfer of materials to your ship.”
As the screen clicked off the pilots of the Guardian’s fighters went to their ships to prepare them to be upgraded.
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-He who walks in my path and insults me, will be swallowed up in the flames of my fury.-