Thread: Outlaw Rising (Frelance & darkangel76)

STARSHIP DARK STALKER, RETRO FITTED CARGO HAULER, REBEL MILITARY VESSEL - Mission capture of Gypsy Dancer Victor get ready to launch. We have just been instructed to back away from the gypsy dancer. So we will be launching our attack in 60 seconds. Keep your flight path tight as we will be firing the ion cannon past you. Victor listened to the captains update in silence. Yes sir, we are buttoned up and ready to launch. As stated we will cause minimum casualties to the crew and focus on the ships guard. Turning in the pilot seat of the heavily modified shuttle he was piloting and spoke to the men and women who had been chosen for the initial boarding party. Hold on tight we launch in forty five seconds. He turned back and signaled to the hanger crew to move the shuttle into the excel oration tunnel that was little more than a rail gun that had been specially built to accelerate the shuttle out of the ship at high speed. Finishing off his previous launch check he listened to his brother in the back as he spoke to the boarding party. Remember we are there to take the ship not kill it's crew. So watch your fire and only take out targets that are firing back. Also if I see anyone stopping to take trophies I will kill them myself. Greed will kill you either at the hand of the Illuminati or at my hand. Launch in five, four, three, two, one. Victor grinned as he was slammed back into his seat from the force of the acceleration as they launched.It took only seconds before the shuttle was out of the ship but it would have taken Victor a couple of minutes to gain the same amount of acceleration if he had launched from the shuttle bay. Running dark he kept his hands off the engine controls relying on the shuttles maneuvering jets to make slight adjustments to their course as the cargo bays of the Dark Starker opened and the ion cannons hidden inside them started to to rain fire down on the gypsy dancer. It focused its fire on the communications array, engineering sections as well as any weapons that attempted to target the rebel ship. Elex. Get your men ready I will be landing and burning through the haul once I get a seal on the portable air lock. Victor spoke over his shoulder as he spin the ship in a tight roll to avoid hitting an escape pod as it launched from the ship. The two ships passed by each other with just inches to spare. Less than a minute later Victor pulled up hard on the controls bringing the nose of the shuttle up hard just in time for the bottom of its haul to slam into that of the Gypsy Dancers. A second later the airlock had punched into the haul and welded itself in place creating a perfect seal as a plasma cutter fired to life and started cutting through the haul. Elex stood from his seat and stepped up to the air lock located in the center of the ships floor. Seal suits and get ready to board. Toss flash bangs first then we enter. I will head for engineering while Victor and his team heads for the transporter room so we can bring in more reinforcements. Everyone waited in tense silence until the chunk of haul fell into the ship and five grenades were tossed inside. As soon as they went off the twenty boarders jumped down the hole splitting into two groups. The rest of the boarding went quickly and like clock work as they found that most of the ship had been evacuated although Elex paused for just a moment as he walked down a corridor that had just a moment ago had a Elite guard reaching for a escape pod release that was until one of the other men had fired his weapon spearing the man with a foot long harpoon of steel effectively impaling the man to the bulk head at the end of the hall. The weapon was crud but every effective which summed up most of the weapons that the rebels had built for themselves. Twenty minutes later the ship was in rebel hands and Victor sat at the pilots station on the bridge as he spoke to his sibling over the ships intercom. It all looks good from here Elex. The systems are coming back online just fine. Good I will be heading for the observation deck with the last of the sweeps. Plot the interception course then give control over to the Dark stalker then come meet me in the observation deck. Heading out of engineering Elex walked back along the corridors as he had taken with a flashlight in one hand and an old lazpistol in the other. His rail-gun was slung over his shoulder where it had been for most of the battle since most of the ships corridors were to just to confining for him to use it effectively. As he walked he shined the light into the remaining escape pods checking to see if anyone was hiding inside. He was about to stop searching when he turned a corner and saw a few men pulling the unlucky guard from the wall where he had been impaled. Suddenly curious Elex walked over to the escape pod that the man had been about to launch then flashed his light inside and was only slightly surprised when he saw a girl crouching inside. Reaching over he slammed the butt of his pistol into the door controls and with a hiss the doors opened. Come on get out here. He gestured with his pistol as he spoke but never took his light off the girl. He realize that she was not part of the crew as soon as he got a good look at her clothing while he lead he up to the observation deck. As he gestured for her to go through the door he nodded to Victor who stood beside the Captain with a very thin knife slowly spinning a few inches above the palm of his left hand. Go and kneel with the others girl. Your choices will be explained to you in a moment. He waited just long enough for her to join the rest of the crew before going and standing beside his brother. While Elex looked to be in his mid twenties and Victor looked no older than seventeen the brothers were twins who had just had their eighteen birthdays a few weeks earlier. As their stood to the by the Captain of the Dark Stalker it was obvious that they were his sons. All three of them shared the same jet black hair with Victor wearing his very short on the sides with just a few inches on top, while Elex has his shaved to just stubble and Damion having his longer than the boys and slicked back with a few streaks of grey in it. Elex being the shortest of the three stood at 5'11 while his father was 6'3 and Viktor stopped growing at an even 6'. Their eyes were what set them apart, Damion's were a deep blue and usually ice cold while Elex's were a light brown and usually quite warm. Viktor's eyes had never seemed to stay one one color since depending on the light they would appear deep green or a mix of green and yellow. Damion Kalliso cleared his throat once the girl his son had escorted in had knelt. Taking a step forward he spoke. I know most of you probably believe the rebellion is just a myth or if you are very educated you may know that we exist but have never seen proof of our fight. Pausing he pointed above him and spoke once more. Well above us is my ship that effectively brought yours to its knees in less than an hour. As he spoke the Dark Stalker powered up all its running lights revealing it to be a ship of at least twice the tonnage of the Gypsy Dancer. We are not here to harm you unless you become a threat to our mission. So in a few moments you will be given a choice. You can join me and my crew as we leave the inner system and head to the outer planets were we have made our home and start your lives over were you will have the same rights as everyone else. Or if you are afraid of breaking the chains that the Illuminati call laws you will be transported to the surface of Themis as we stop there before headed back to our homes. He gave them a few minutes to think over their options before he started going down the line with Victor at his side. As they stopped at each person and their were asked to make a choice Damion would glance at his son to see if he had any feelings on the persons sincerity. Most of the time Victor just shrugged and the person would be escorted out of the observation deck but the ones who that he sensed were lying and probably spies were left where their were. On one occasion as they neared the end of the line Victor was about to shake his head when he froze and the knife he had been levitating above his hand shot up and through the mans neck severing the prisoners spine. As the body fell to the floor Victor knelt down and pulled the knife from the mans throat as he answered his fathers unasked question. Elite guard. I believe he was going to try and kill you. Ah here we go. Rolling the man over he picked up a nano sharpened stiletto from the mans hand and slipped it into his own pocket he stepped up to the girl that Elex had escorted into the room while his farther was speaking with Elex. So what have you decided? Will you join us or would you like to be dropped off at Themis? He had barely finished his question when one of the crew who had joined them and was being escorted out of the room spoke up. Don't give her a choice she is Illuminati royalty. Just kill her. Victor had looked almost happy as he spoke to the girl but his eyes lost all their warmth as he looked her over once more with a more critical eye. Father looks like we might just have a bargaining chip to delay the execution while we fight our way to Reisa. Damion looked the girl over before gesturing to a few of the guards. Bring her to the bridge with use. Victor you head to the transporter room with your brother and get ready. You will be the first wave to transport into the ship. We will get you are close as we can to her. Leaving the room he made his way to the bridge and took a seat in the Captains chair. Take a seat child. Keep quite and behave yourself and you will not be harmed. He turned his attention to the crew on the bridge which was a mix of crew from the Dark Stalker and the original crew of the Gypsy Dancer who had defected to the rebels. Display transmission from the surface of Themis. Both official and pirate feeds. That had gotten word that the current leadership on the planets surface was some of the worst to take the seat of power on the planet in the last few decades. Over the next few minutes on one side were official government broadcasts while on the other side of the screen low quality pirated signals showed running battles in the rural sections of the planet as rebels ambushed convoys stealing the supplies and in the slums of the cities where the Illuminati seemed to be leveling block after block with large artillery only to have troops walking through the area and executing anyone who had survived the destruction. Bastards. Once we have secured our objective plot a firing solution with the all our ships and attempt to take out their largest concentrations of military forces on the ground. Half an hour of tense waiting Victor stepped onto the transporter pad and knelt on one knee with his rail-gun raised just as the technician started the process and a few moments later he found himself in the middle of a corridor. At the end of the long hallway there were a group of Elite guards who were just raising their weapons when the first of rounds from his weapon slammed into them. While the entry wounds of a needle like rounds of a rail-gun were only a few millimeters wide the exit wound was at least the size of a mans fist if not bigger since the round broke apart as soon as it pierced the body and ripped its way through. Move. Take the door and lets get it open. As they fought their way down the corridor the rest of the ship was kept busy as the Dark stalker came around the planet and did a hard burn to slow its self down while it opened fire with all its weapons paralyzing sections of the ship with its ion cannons and exposing others to vacuum as its rail guns slammed holes in the Nightshades armored haul. The Gypsy Dance held its fire but continued to transport squads into the Nightshade keeping the Elite guards busy as Victor's squad took the door and worked to open it. Once it had opened it took only a few seconds to kill the armed guards inside. Slinging his gun over his shoulder Victor walked up to the Reisa's bound form. He flashed her a quick smile but his attention was focused on her manacles and the machine they were hooked to. He made a quick flicking gesture with his hand and the machine flew through the air smashing against the wall but as soon as it left the ground Victor hand brought up both his hands and was manipulating his fingers in quick but very specific gestures. He did not think about the fact that he man be exposing himself and painting an even larger target on his back by showing the Illuminati just what he was capable as he expertly pulled the pins holding the maniacal closed out and let all four fall the floor as he stepped forward to catch Reisa in his arms. Opening a coms channel he spoke as soon as he wrapped around her. Objective acquired beams up back. As Victor lead the assault on the NightShade Damion had opened communications with their captain and was attempting to distract them as he held a gun to the side of the princesses skull. I will hand here over safely as soon as you surrender your prisoner and stop the slaughter of innocent civilians on the surface. He was not expecting to get anything from the Illuminati on the ship or the surface but as long as he kept them from focusing all his attention on his sons attack he would be happy.