Part II

"Nothing we can't handle now... you go and find your woman. And try harder this time!"

"Ok..." Said I... "You've your battle ships back... I guess I wont need them for now... I'm just taking this frigate..."

"Ok..." Said Davies... "And good luck with your endeavor..."

"Thank you..."

And I jumped away...

please don't autoplay characters unless absolutely necessary

EDITED...

Spoiler:

~Weekends are my off days..~

Jaquelyn blushed brightly, and started to climb out of Toren's lap, although her legs were almost like jelly at this point. She mumbled under her breath about bad timing with ship to ship battles. "So, I'm supposed to show you to your room, where you'll be staying here first." She tapped a little console on the wall of the medical bay. "Doyle, he's awake, but he has no memory of his past. What should I do?"

oh, I'm messing with that story line... Sorry (Or am I?)

[no, you are about to have a few dead people though unless you can pay more than Doyle.. ;P I'm a merc remember?]

My ship exited Quantum Space over Savannah... the colony was being rebuilt, as the last combats for the sector were raging around... It was nice to see the land facilities on foot... The destroyed landing pad was now rebuilt, but my ship was too big for that pad...

"Just use the landing gear to land in the nearest piece of regular ground..." Said I ... "I've to ask a handfull of things around..."

"Aye, sir..."

The Crimson Fire jumped into a barren system. The only thing present were asteroids and a dying star. Doyle limped around command, stepping over debris.

"Message sir, it's the merc," an officer informed. Doyle hit the comm

"No memory, this does throw a slight lurch in the plans, but could work in our favour. Continue with your present mission regarding Van Toren" said Doyle.

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Van Toren was sitting on the bed as Jacquelyn talked on the comm. He rubbed his head as a bit of a head ache was starting

I walked into the destroyed command complex... "What made this?" Said I while watching the utter destruction in there... The new CO was also examinating the scene...

"Sir?" Said I... "I'm Commander Borrego..."

"Yeah, I know..." Said the new CO... "Follow me..."

"Ok..."

And I followed him into the next room...

"Alright. I'll update you periodically on my progress." She turned off the comm and took Toren's hand. "Come on, we should get to the room." She grabbed some medicine from the counter and placed them in her pocket. She led Toren through the ships hallways and to a room near the bridge. She tapped on the keypad and opened the door, letting toren enter first. "This will be our accomadations on this ship, so I hope you don't mind sharing a room."

He showed me a small netbook in a semi destroyed balcony... There was a movie file open in it...

"This is a long lost project, from before the Order rising..." Said the Commander...

"So... This was the thing that destroyed this outpost?" Asked I...

"Yup... And it's also what your friends are looking for..."

"What can you tell me about it?"

"As you can see, it can't be recorded, it can't be detected, it can barelly be seen..." Said Him... "And very old databases also say that it was emotionally fragile..."

"Like what?"

I walked down a corridor, noting every room as I walked. Thoughts screamed in my head as if they were people cheering for the kill in a death match between a Skraad and a Togen.

("So what's your name?"

"I have no name."

"Come now...you must have a name! What kind of guy has no name?"

"Me."

"Well then...what do you want to be called?"

I then remembered the hero I looked up to in my childhood...Destral, Commander of the League of Planets.

"Destral."

"Nice to meet you...")

I shook my head and continued the search for Van Toren.

Vex's ship landed on a large crater on the planet. The crater still had traces of radioactive particles, and so it would protect his shuttle from being detected.

Van Toren looked around. It was a small room and there was only a single bed and a couch of sorts with a small table.

"I guess it'll have to do until I'm on my feet again," Van Toren said as he sat on the couch, still a little shaky.

I finally made it to the medical bay. The doctors turned to me and dropped everything in fear, knowing I could kill them all in a heartbeat.

I asked them coldly, "Where's Van Toren?"

"Jacquelyn took him to quarters near the bridge," one of the doctors said fearfully.

(Jacquelyn...)

"Thanks," I said coldly as I walked towards the bridge quarters, knowing that with the fear I inspired in the guards, they wouldnt call the alarm on me. At least, I didnt think they would...

(Long story short, lets say, i get to the engine room and shut down the engines, and core, but before i can do any real damage i get killed. I have had A really emotional week, and it will continue over the next 6 weeks. I will be come inactive in this RPG and in the forum. I will occasionally post. Maybe ill be back together in 6 weeks and join up again. See you then.)

"Alright Toren." She walked around the room, and tapped the keypad. "I'm heading to the showers. Don't try and start trouble while I'm gone.." She exited the room and started to head towards yet another room just across the hall. Technically this was her room, but she wasn't suppose to let anyone know that.

"Hello" I ask. As i walk around.
"Im new around here. I was woundering what excactly do we do here?"

Doyle saw a blinking light on his console. He hit the comm

'Koval! Get back to the washroom and keep scrubbing toilets! We just went through combat and the crew will be needing those toilets soon, so get back to work!"

Doyle deativated the comm and shook his head in frustration. Of all the janitors they could send him, they sent koval.

"And where can I find it?" Asked I...

"Old databases say they were in a network of several science facilities..." Said the Commander... "We believe the main facility is in L-15... A classified research facility, very old, and abandoned..."

"And where it is?"

"Here are the coordinates" Said the CO as he gave me a flashdrive... "Good luck..."

A few minutes later I was on the "Light And Spirit"... I gave the flashdrive to my navigator and said:

"Take us to orbit and set a course to those coordinates... I need to ask a favor to a friend..."

"Aye, sir..."

"Dang. what Cleaning are you talking about, Sir?" I was doin no cleaning. I saw something strange tho. It looked like intruders."

Pulls out Pump action shotgun from 1997. " May i get the intruders?"

koval, play serious or don't play at all. the cleaning post was to show you that you can't just waltz in and ask what's happening and start your own story. Work your way into the plot, create a character, then join

i want to play but have no clue how.

Start by this:

https://flashtrek.forumotion.co.uk/insurrection-the-fight-for-freedom-f68/join-in-the-game-t3373.htm

alright

Jaquelyn sat on the bed, and yawned, curling up on the covers. "Why must I do this part of the mission dealing with Toren?" she said to herself as she drifted off to a troubled sleep.

(She's a 16 year old for crying out loud! She wouldn't do that!)


The ship was flying in Quantum Space... I was alone in my quarters, laying in my bed... It was luxurious, compared to those I had been... I was thinking... I sat over, and grabbed my knees as I start crying...

"Why...? Why did you took her? What threat could she been to you?" Was I crying... As sudden, someone asks me:

"Why're you crying?" It asked...

"Because I miss her..." Said I, without thinking on who was talking to me...

"You miss me?"

I looked up and saw Rachel standing at my side...

"Yes..." I hesitated... "What are you... Am I alucinating?"

"Yes... And no you're not nuts..."

"Why're you here?"

"Please, keep fighting... For me..." And as sudden as she appeared, she disappeared...

"Commander Borrego! Sorry to wake you, but it's a different timezone here. We think we have reports of the Scarlet Fire".....

"No problem... I wasn't sleeping... yet..." Said I... "So... what do we have?"

"I'll send you the coordinates. It's a positive match of the ship from our scouts. Unfortunately, he crashed before reporting. Idiot!"

"Hahaha... Don't worry... Either that or he would be crushed by it's weapons..." Said I... "Receiving them now... I shall change my course and investigate... I doubt they would let the flagship so close of hostile borders... At least with 1/4 of their fleet decimated... 'Light and Spirit' out..."

I headed to the bridge, and said to the Navigator:

"Exit quantum jump has you feel at ease and then set a course to those new coordinates..."

"Aye, sir..."

Bayhes and his team reached the outside of the lab. The entire journey was nothing more then walking through abandoned corridors, with the occasional skeleton lying about.
The lab was different however, as Cross pointed out.
"I guess sometimes when you cant find a key, making another door works too."
The wall had been forced open next to the door, throwing into the light the question of why a high security door is stationed on a standard concrete wall. One by one, they walked into the room. It was well lit, with all lights still working on backup generators. It was a large room, and in the centre lay a large pit, at the bottom of which was were Haven was obviously kept. Bayhes lowered his weapon, which for some reason was a Magnum, and walked to the computer terminals. Accessing them was easy enough, it appeared the last person to use them was considerate enough to not log out before running.
"Alright...I have all we need. Plus I have good news. Apparently Haven is in lab 24C, so we have a clear way out."
Bayhes downloaded everything he needed, and then broke the computer. He turned and holstered his Magnum.
"Alright, lets go."
Bayhes noticed everyone was looking at him, weapons raised.
"What? Its in lab..."
Bayhes looked on the wall and saw a glowing neon sign saying
Lab 24C, High security
"24...C.." He turned again
"Oh, son of a..!"

Van Toren sat on the sofa, he wasn't tired. He watched Jacquelyn sleep on the bed. This was all very peculiar, no memory, he must've been someone important the way he had been treated.

The name was burned into my mind as if it were always there.

("Jacquelyn.")

It felt like a gift and a curse to me at the same time. I hadnt heard that name in several years, and the last time I DID hear it, I stopped speaking for months. The memory of the first time I heard that name suddenly came to me.

("So why do you wear that ridiculous cape anyways?"

"It matches my character."

"That's it?"

"And it also belonged to my dead father. He was a great warrior. Died in a rebellion on Kotan."

"Oh, Im sorry..."

"You couldn't have known.")

"Dammit!" I swore as I rubbed my head, trying to clear the memory. It was always so painful living in the past...I had to focus on the task at hand.

The "Light And Spirit" exited Quantum Space in the other side of the system...

"Have we been detected?" Asked I...

"I guess not..." Replyed the sensors officer...

"Good... How many?"

"One..."

"Focus sensors on it... I wanna know everything you can get..."

"Aye, sir..."

And returned to my room...

Doyle watched as the repair workers picked up debris and cleared up command.

"Severus on the line for you sir," the comm officer piped up.
"I'll take it in my office," replied Doyle as he rose from his chair and limped away.
Doyle sat down and closed the door and sealed the room.
"Severus, what can we do for you?" Doyle asked
"The rebellion grows stronger. We lost the majority of Fleet West in an unexpected battle. The time of fear is over, the time of power begins. This rebellion will be crushed, but the only way is to turn Van Toren"

"About that," Doyle started, "Van Toren has lost his entire memory. I have someone working him over anyways, what do wish for us to do?"

"This could be to our benefit. Turn Van Toren against the rebellion. He is one of the greatest leaders of the last 100 years, if he can be turned, the rebels will listen to him. It will be challenging and difficult" Said Severus.

"Sir, I would request access to the Earth Space Yards. We took extensive damage beyond our own capabilities to repair. I believe a minor refit is in order. Something that can face up against entire battlefleets on our own."

"Hmmm, yes, you are the one hope of this working. Jump transit granted Doyle, Severus out" Severus' image faded from the screen. Doyle hit the comm.

"Helm, jump us to earth, we have security access" Doyle commanded.

The Scarlet Fire powered up its war torn engines and went to jump space.

I returned to the bridge...

"What happened?"

"Sir, the ship has just disappeared..."

"Ok... Were you capable of identifying it?"

"It was the 'Scarlet Fire'..."

"Damn... Reset our previous course and contact Fleet Command... The 'Scarlet Fire' is withdrawing from the sector... I think..."

Jaquelyn woke up and walked out of the room, hoping not to disturb Toren. She locked the room after her exit, and walked her way slowly to the bridge.

JPB18 wrote:I returned to the bridge...

"What happened?"

"Sir, the ship has just disappeared..."

"Ok... Were you capable of identifying it?"

"It was the 'Scarlet Fire'..."

"Damn... Reset our previous course and contact Fleet Command... The 'Scarlet Fire' is returning to Earth... I think..."

ok, you would have honestly no clue where we're going, so to even guess earth is ridiculous and uber like

Van Toren opened an eye, watching Jacquelyn leave. As soon as the door closed, he jumped up. He checked the door, locked. No matter. Van Toren paced the room, checked under the bed. He was looking for something personal, something that could tell him anything about Jacquelyn. There was nothing. Van Toren sat back down on the couch.

"Well, I guess I know one thing," Van Toren muttered to himself, "she's dangerous and not to be trusted!"

Jaquelyn took her place in one of the empty seats, tapping on her laptop as she made a report. She was playing a very dangerous game. She hid her true nature form Toren and Doyle both, taking the role of a mercenary. She couldn't discourage anyone from trusting her, or her true motives would be discovered. She looked up at Doyle. "He should be asleep, but from what I've read, he's a crafty one, and even a loss of memory couldn't change that. "

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In the room she had recently vacated, she had forgotten to hide one of the items of her past, a small picture of her and someone else... dated from 10 years ago, which would defy her current appearance of not being any older than the way she looks in the picture.
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Darkwing wrote:

JPB18 wrote:I returned to the bridge...

"What happened?"

"Sir, the ship has just disappeared..."

"Ok... Were you capable of identifying it?"

"It was the 'Scarlet Fire'..."

"Damn... Reset our previous course and contact Fleet Command... The 'Scarlet Fire' is returning to Earth... I think..."

ok, you would have honestly no clue where we're going, so to even guess earth is ridiculous and uber like

Edited...

Quantum Space... An intreguing place... How could we travel faster if the distance was still the same? But yet, my mind was absorved by the same problem has always... "Why on hell would they took her?"

I was laying down on my bed... "7 hours until we arrive... Better try to sleep..."

But it was harder than I believed...

("Why is this section of the ship so...empty?")

The thought continued to cross my mind as I walked through the corridors near the crew quarters close to the bridge. It was so strange I handt encountered any guards. Was I so feared that the doctors told the soldiers to ignore me? Or was everyone on assignment?

Or was I simply invisible to everyone? Thats how it had been since my father died. Since I took upon his cloak. Since I started journeying across the stars.

But she saw me...for a time...

"No," I told myself. "I can't focus on the past."

As my thoughts receded into the darker parts of my mind, I came across a locked door.

("Strange...") I thought.

"Sir, we're arriving to our destiny..." Said someone in the internal comms...

"I'm going..." Said I... I got up... I was already in my uniform...

I went over the bridge... I saw in the upper right corner of the main screen the ETA... Behind it, was a map of the sector, and a estimated location of the ship... "20 minutes till I got to show up in front of Bayhes..."

Van Toren was scurrying about the room. This memory loss thing was beginning to annoy him. Suddenly, a sharp pain went though his head. He fell to his knees next to the bed. Another strike, Van Toren grabbed the sheets with one hand, wincing in the pain. An image flashed into his head and it was gone, as was the pain. Van Toren shook his head, but then noticed something, the corner of a photo. He was about to pull it out when there was a sound at the door. Someone was there. Van Toren quickly arranged everything as it had been before, in case it was Jacquelyn returning

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The Scarlet Fire exited jump space above a myriad of starcraft and space stations. Beneath them, as if the heart of this metallic shell, was earth. Mostly inhospitable except for the capitol where Severus and the other Senators maintained office. Security was tight, so tight that even if anyone had thought about attacking earth, they would be wiped out instantly. A dozen starcraft like the Scarlet Fire couldn't penetrate earth's defenses.
The Scarlet Fire slowly and silently glided into the support rails of a refit station. Finally becoming secure, the Scarlet Fire powered down.

The Command Frigate exited Quantum Space over a desert planet...

"Can you detect any ship?"

"An Armored Transport Type II on the ground... I guess it's the Nightcrawler..." Said the Sensors officer

"Life signs?"

"I'm counting between 2 to 6 human lifesigns inside the buildings and a faint lifesign inside the Nightcrawler... But the jamming devices on the facility are making more accurate scannings impossible..."

"Ok, Thank you... Helm... Land us nearby the Nightcrawler... Security prepare a medic extraction team... I guess someone is heavilly injured..."

Doyle paced Command, resting periodically on his cane. All of the primary systems had been shut down and secured from intrusion. Secondary power was left online, but all computer systems had been shut down. Everything was finally ready. Doyle went up and stood on his command perch.

"Attention everyone," he began, using the comm to transmit his voice throughout the ship, "we settle in for a three month overhaul and repair. When you return, this ship will be unrivaled in power and have the ability to take on battle fleets on its own. In the meantime, you have all been granted access to Earth's residential area. Enjoy your time off, rest up, because when you return, more will be demanded of you then ever before, we have to strengthen the New Order, as it has enemies."
Doyle exited command and headed for a shuttle. A lot on his mind. He was beginning to have doubts. He cleared his mind and looked ahead. Tough times were to follow, times when he will have to make decisions, decisions that could change everything.

The ship landed nearby the NightCrawler, and the team returned with one individual, aparently unconscient... I recognized his face right away... It was James...

"Get him to the sickbay and make him a full physical exam..." Said I... "I wanna know what's wrong with him..."

"Aye, sir..."

Returned to the bridge and attempted again to contact Bayhees...

"Bayhees, this is Borrego, come in..." Said I...