Chapter I: New Orders

Alan stepped out and allowed them to cuff him.

"well well well, martians. if it werent for the lameness of your navy i might have been fighting along side you, but no, some stupid motherfucker had to save his own ass, so now im running from both factions trying to conquer eachother, mars wants all this 'freedom' bullshit when in reality they want to do the same thing to earth that earth has been doing to them. now take me to the brig and torture me or whatever, just fix my ship up, you will if you have any respect to my late wife, who designed half of this ship."

Harris nodded his head.

"You shouldn't have decided to run, we might have avoided this, take him away" Harris said.

00:47 am
Martian Space.
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"I'm surprised the damn Martians haven't attacked, us not even once"
"Either there to scared or haven't even saw a massive sensor blob, we've been in there part of space for over a week now." Several crewman said, while eating in the mess hall. Alec was setting on the other side but they spoke loud enough to be herd over every one else.

He got up to give them a grinding when he was called, " Captain, your presence on the bridge is requested." he paused, then left the mess, then made his way to the bridge.

Several minutes later he arrived, the 1st officer and some other high ranking officer were arguing. "What the hell is going on my Bridge." he yelled, giving most of the crewmen minding there ow business a fright, his 1st officer stood to attention, and saluted. "The Commander here, is from the Hyperion, he says the admiral wants us to dock, yet I've had no official orders to dock with the Hyperion." he said very Militarist, We've been moving non stop, and we've expended 20% of the Hellion energy reserve, we should dock."

The several helmsmen make the according changes and started the docking sequence.

"Forge to the CIC!"

I was tired of hearing that sentence being said on the intercom... We were waiting for a new assignment, but the only thing we heard was combat warnings and stuffs like that... Today... Was only slightly diferent:

"So, what happens?" Asked I to the Commander...

"Headquarters are sending a general broadcast..."

"What?"

"'Hostile incursion into our territory detected. Everyone to stand ready for combat. All assignements now canceled. Estimated number: 100+. ETA: 3 weeks.'"

"C'mon! Tomorrow we would get our new assignement!"

"I know... but they have changed that..."

"Ah well... beter start distributing AirSoft guns for them to train..."

"True..."

"Ah well... I guess I'll start distributing training weapons."

21:49pm
TCS Hyperion, Bridge.
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"With all your respect Admiral I'd prefer to captain my own Ship." Alec replied to the admirals offer.
"Alec i could really use a man of your talents as my First Officer." The Admiral replied, not going to back down. " I will order you as my 1st officer if i have to."
"Very well Admiral, you will have your own way." Alec said very displeased, " And my Quarters? " he asked "Deck 7, I will have some one, bring your stuff."
As with that news he went to leave the Bridge. " And Alec, your ship will remain docked at all times under my direct order." the Admiral replied rather sternly.

"Here is Colonel Forge, an hostile ship is preparing to force dock with the station... This is a drill, I repeat, this is a drill..." Said I from the CIC...

I watched the battalion to grab their weapons from the armories spread all over the ship, and running to the docking clamp... On the intercom, the first squad leader said:

"Sir, team A ready!"

"37 seconds... Too slow... Get back to your positions and prepare to restart the drill..." Said I...

The first team shall arrive there in 20 seconds... With those 17 seconds, the hostiles can take their bridge head inside the station... Was I continuously thinking, through those drills...

Harris entered the brig some hours after the prisoner had been brought aboard. The lighting was dim. Harris picked up a communication device on the wall.

"All right, let's hear your story"

"I was born on earth to a mother that couldn't find work and a father that ran shuttles to and from the moon. i always wanted to follow in his footsteps. i had successes in school and began transporting goods from earth to mars, back when times were peaceful. it was on mars when i met... my wife, she was famous for desigining ships for the entire martian fleet; i believe she made improvements to this class, so you better remember that while im a prisoner. anyway, she designed ships from my freighter, and when war broke out, she wanted to return to mars to design warships and i had just left earth with a shipment of raw materials for mars. when we got to the orbit of mars, a fighter inexplicably fired on us. the ship was destroyed and my wife and 3 children lost. i jumped out of the ship into the atmosphere, sure i'd die with them. somehow i survived and landed on a building. i was near paralyzed. they took me to a hospital, and 3 weeks later i could walk again. i had to use it when i heard that they were going to throw me in prison for no reason whatsoever. that stupid-assed fighter pilot probably made up some bullshit. anyway, i escaped, stole a fighter, and headed for earth, only to find that the shipment of raw materials were really explosives destined to be placed in the martian capital. i went to my hideout in the asteroid belt and found plans of my wife's to modify a freighter. i stole one from mars's shipyard at their navy headquarters, modified it, and flew around making my own. then our paths crossed, and now im sitting prisoner in your brig."

Alan said this without emotion, and kept a steady voice the whole time.

James was having a blast.. He'd just fixed a few of the battle mechs, and had rigged a two to be able to help him and the rest of the engineers with repairs.. He couldn't remember the last time he had this much fun.

"It's days like today..."

"Than it seems further detention is required. You'll be dropped off at a Martian facility when we return to port which should be soon..."

Harris was interrupted by Kimera's voice over the comm

"Harris, report to command on the double!"

Harris eyed the prisoner before turning on his heel and leaving him alone.

Another Drill...

"This is Colonel Forge, we're being border by several Troop Transports unloading troops in the hangar bay... This is a Drill..." Said I...

I observed the cameras, as the soldiers were crossing the station...

"Team C arrived to local!" Said a Squad Leader...

This is getting better... Thought I after seeing the result: 24 seconds...

"It's good people... In another week, we can make it!" Thought I, and looked to the commander, which nodded in aproval...

Harris briskly entered command

"I don't know we missed it sir," said an officer at a recon station.
"Missed what?!" Harris demanded
"Terran forces culminating in section 17!"
"Size and class?" Harris asked
"You don't understand sir, it's a fleet! A large one at that!"
"Inform Martian Central Command, how soon do you estimate that they can intercept?"
"Closest forces are three days away, we're only one day away" the officer responded.
"Dammit, lay in a course, full combat mode, get us there fast!" Harris commanded, knowing full well the Kingdom wouldn't stand much chance in a a fight against a fleet.

"if i may say so, we don't stand a chance against that many ships. It's idiocy to go in there alone, i believe you are unfit for command"

Harris raised his eyebrow.

"Perhaps it would be best if you remembered your place officer, this is war and I have no intentions on taking on every ship on our own. Number one, if you deem me unfit for command, then please inform me, otherwise I will send this officer to his quarters to wait out the remainder of this war," Harris said somewhat annoyed.

"How's the Strategic Situation?" Asked I to the Commander of the station...

"Well... Jupiter Sector is almost inside a firestorm, with all those privates preparing to see who has the bigger fleet... Mars Sector is about to get attacked by a rather big fleet, but we manage to outnumber them 2 to 1 and outgun them 1.5 to 1..." Said he... "Happy?"

"Yes, thats enough..." Said I... "Another drill!"

"I'm sorry sir, i don't know what come over me just, they killed my parents, and i want to make as many of them pay before i die!"

"Well running away from the fights won't help," Harris said, more calmly now. "I expect you to operate at one hundred percent mister, otherwise I will have you replaced"

"Of course sir, weapons charged and ready, just waiting for your orders"

James went throughout the week, though it was not eventful as his first few days here. He heard about the Terran fleet that had snuck in, and was already hard at work on the mechs.. He was trying to augment their accuracy and weapon efficiency, hoping to make them deadly enough to take out enemy fighters if they came close enough..

"I swear, if they don't even try to board, and this turns out to be undoable.. if we get attacked.. I'm finding the nearest escape route out of here."

(Sorry for not posting, i had no Internet for a few days.)

The Admiral was sitting in the command chair, while Alec was messing around with a Holographic display, " Sir, I'm picking up a Cruiser, she won't be a problem, but I'm also picking up a bigger force Inbound from Mars." a Officer on a sensor pod yelled, the Bridge fell quite.

"They know were here now." Alec said, as he walked over and sat in the secondary command chair, it was lower than the Captains, to show the Captain, has the most dominance. "Take us from Stealth mode Grey, to Alert Status Red." the Admiral ordered as the Fleet rushed into Battle Stations, More than a 100 ships, were Ready to take on what ever laid a head.

"Colonel, check this out..." Said the CO...

"What's happening" Asked I, to my equivalent from the fleet...

"We sent a task force to intercept it, but I guess they have the advantage..." he said...

"Luckily we've 153 ships in orbit..." Said I...

"But they're far spread out..." Said the commander... "And we can't allow them to get down to the planet, or the losses will be even bigger..."

"How far are they?" Asked I...

"5 days..."

"And when will our task force intercept them?"

"2 days..."

[I'm going to take a step away from my character for a second and do a little something for that fleet of Terran ships heading to Mars]

"Officer Stravinsky, status report." The captain of the main ship, the Strato, was leading the assualt on Mars.

"Sir, so far, no one close enough to do any harm to us.. radar picked up a fleet heading in our direction, but they are atleast 2 days out. If I may be so bold sir, but we might want to change our route if we intend on hitting the planet. A battle this close to their home wouldn't bode well for us at all.." The officer kept his eyes focused upon the tactical console in front of him, tapping a few buttons here and there.

"Let us continue on our way, and send a small force ahead to try and distract them... attack one of the drydocks, keep them off of us and focused on our decoy team." Captain Krishnov grinned. "It's time to show these people why we are better than they are."

(this seems neglected, Instead of just Skipping about a week, lets just say DWs cruiser is about to intercept the Fleet.)

The Terran fleet was in a Sphere formation around the Hyperion, the other ships looked tiny compared to this Monster, " All ships Sphere formation Gamma" Alec ordered, this simply opened up a gap in the formation, for the Hyperion to get a clear shot on the Cruiser, with no chance of friendly fire, which was lucky be cause the Hyperions Hellion beams would tear throw a planet if it got a chance.

One of the Turreted Beams locked targets against the Cruiser, and it began to charge, A red orb about the size of a small frigate, appeared at the edge of it's barrel, "Turret 12 ready to fire." a voice yelled throw the Comm.

"Admiral." Alec asked, waiting for him to give the order to fire.
"Just give them a minute, if a single driver is fired from that ship, blow it to kingdom -Kong" he said, as he watched on the main viewer as it got closer