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02.06.825 A.S

Commander Winchester: Finally after all this years we have done it we have rebuilt the Dreadgnought Arizona... Well rebuilt isnt the right word we needed to build a enterly new version.. *sighs* Well but atleast we have safed some interessting Datas and Informations from the original Arizona ship. Some of this Datas were really weird we found Datas that the Original Arizona was infected by Nomads...If this is true I hope they cant track us down because we use the old Data to rebuild the original ship. I guess thats why not everyone was happy to see that we tried to rebuild the original ship. It was also really expensive to rebuild it but me and my crew think it was worth it.

*At the same time in the Crew quarter*

Leading Engineer Jackson: What a waste of time and resources. I mean sure we have rebuilt a Dreadgnought that got destroyed and upgraded it at the same time but with all this resources we could have easyly built a Atlantis Carrier. I heard rumors that they found Informations that the original Arizona was Infected and thats why it got destroyed. Well those are just rumors as long as they are not true I dont have any problem with it.. Damn I forgot that I still need to do some simulations with the Engines I hope Commander Winchester dosent know it otherwise I will have a big problem.

After several hours of simulations with the Engines Jackson saw something he dosent wanted to see. It was a document that lays on the ground next to the Engine Room door. As Jackson take it up from the ground he saw that the document was Top Secret. He wasnt sure if he really wanted to see whats inside of it he tought. What if this is the rumored Informations that the Original ship was Infected by Nomads... What if someone sees how I take a look inside of it... He then decided to take it to his room and sneak only a quick look into it. As soon as he packed the document under his working Overall he got approched by his friends Vladimir and Sergei. Sergei asked drunk. HEY Jackson *higs* what are you doing so late next to the Engine room *higs*Jackson got very nervous and wanted to walk away but he knew it would be strange
since they know each other very well. Before Jackson could awnser Vladimir said.*higs* he surely is on a secret mission *he started laughing* jackson got really nervous and didnt know what to awnser. After a quite minute he awnserd. Well I needed to do some simulations with the Engines its not a secret mission *he started laughing* "I hope I did not arouse suspicion" Well my Friends I really need to get some sleep now. But Sergei and Vladimir had other plans with Jackson. They packed him at both Arms and pulled him to the Bar. Then Jackson refused to drink some Sake but Vladimir didnt want to let him go without a sip of Sake. Vladimir talked so much and so long that Jackson couldnt refuse it in the end so they drunk the rest of the night and Jackson got really drunk. *highs* Vladimir my Friend did you heard about the rumors of the Infection of the Original Arizona Dreadgnought *he started laughing* Vladimir then got really serious it nearly shocked Jackson because he never saw his Friend with such a serious Face when he was drunk. Vladimir then said with serious voice. My Friend do you really think this are just rumors? Im pretty sure that the original Arizona was infected I mean why should it have been destroyed by Walker he wouldnt attack his old Friends and kill them even when he got marked as Traitor Im really sure about that. Jackson then realized that he nearly said to much. He didnt know what to awnser to Vladimir so he decided that he will go to his quater and get some sleep. But as soon as he wanted to open the door he got approched by Commander Winchester who searched for the lost Data sheet with the Top secret Informations. What Jackson didnt realized that a corner of the sheet looked outside of his Overall. Well well well.. Hello Jackson.. you havent seen a Data sheet where it say its Top secret? He asked suspiciously. This was the moment Jackson saw that the corner of the sheet is looking out of his Overall. He knew if he was lying now it would just get worse. Well Commander... I have found this sheet next to the Engine Room door but I swear I havent looked inside of it. Please belive me I would never do something that I wasnt allowed to do. Jackson then handed the Data sheet back to Commander Winchester without saying anything more. He could see the disappointment in Winchesters Face. Winchester then said. Well you can sure think that Im not really happy to see that you had this File.. I have only Two options right now.. the First is to belive you and dont talk about the incident... or I dont belive you and lock you up because you have read a Top secret File without permission *sigh*.

A chunk of scrap metal grazes a wing of a bypassing ship. It's uncomfortably dark inside Pequena Negra, a dark matter field, carrying signs of cataclysmic failure. The ship proceeds towards Planet Houston with haste. It is a new looking guardian, well equipped with the finest weapons that Liberty can offer.

All of sudden, somebody starts transmitting a broadcast to the pilot.

"Wassup mate, looks like ya got another assignment today. Hit me up on Houston for more details."

This works in the pilot's favour and upon landing on Houston, he meets up with his colleague. Working for the LSF is not as rough as it's exhausting. Getting rid of bandits, scouting for anomalies and gaining intelligence, this all belongs to the work of an agent.

The pilot jumps out of his spacecraft. It's a young, tall man with short, brown hair and a rather thin build. He makes his way towards his black skinned, bald friend, who is unlike him formally dressed. His figure appears stronger too.

"Hey Nick, the commander's got a new mission for ya." Speaks his friend. Nick recieves new missions every five minutes, so it's no wonder he's not surprised. Though he gets well paid, so there's not a reason to complain. "Oh, really? What is it now?" Nick asks lazily. "All you gotta do is a short reconnaissance of the Alaska system just to check if stuff's in order, ya know?" A nod suffices as an answer. Nick does not carry any warm feelings towards scouting missions. They are all the same over again. "Anything new, Tom?" Nick questions. "Ain't nothing new, mate. Nothing you should worry about."

The guardian takes off and heads towards the zone-21 minefield.

12.06.825 AS

A few days after the events in the engine room with the document Top Secret, the battleship Arizona was again operational. The ship left Norfolk for its first mission, a simple patrol near the Alaska system, in Zone-21. However, there was some youth problem to sort out. In particular the reliability of the internal transmission of the engines. One piece of this system melted after thirty minutes of working. The ship was stuck at the entrance to Zone-21.

Winchester: We still have a problem! What a pity! This ship is just a pile of scrap metal falling into ruin. Engineer Jackson, will you do me the honor to solve this problem?

Jackson: Of course captain. But I need a spare part immediately; otherwise we will not be able to reach Norfolk. We do not have a spare part, and it looks like Norfolk is out of stock.

Whinchester: And where we can find this?

Jackson: It's not complicated. Juneau Shipyard has enough of them. I can immediately buy this piece with the cargo ship we have in Hangar 2.

Winchester: Good initiative. You have permission to go get this damn piece. And come back quickly. I do not want to receive the wrath of the High Command, already that they are not very friendly.

Jackson took the transport ship and flew to Alaska system. In a short time he was already in the obscure system. He asked Juneau for docking authority, explaining that it was important. After some security checking from the Juneau’s personal, the engineer took over the management of the spare parts storage center on the base. And he was not long in finding what he was looking for...

14.06.825 AS

What Jackson was looking for was a VY-666 model. One of the most reliable Liberty Navy can produce. However, among this mountain of engines, the engineer felt a little lost. He then asked at another engineer who was working on Juneau to help him.

Jackson: My apologies sir, my name is Jackson and I am looking for a spare part type VY-666 for the engine transmission. However, I must confess that I am a little disoriented here.

The engineer in question turned to Jackson. It had to measure between 1.85 and 1.90 m. He had blond hair, short enough but still long enough to fall gently on the back of his neck. Sparkling, deep blue eyes, a round face worn with time, with some scars but which seemed surprisingly young. His white skin was hidden by the blackness of the oils and her blouse was covering his thin body.

Mitchell: Ah! Delighted to meet you, my dear man! I am Mitchell Wood, currently chief engineer of Storage Area 2 on Juneau. I thought I heard you needed a special piece? No worries, and follow me.

Jackson: Very well. I follow you.

Wood's words were misleading. Although it may be supposed that he was delighted by this meeting, he didn’t show any emotion. His walk was, to say the least, singular. He was leaning on the right side and seemed to be talking on his own. Jackson noticed it, but thought it was really the harshness of the job that was responsible for it. After a few minutes of walking, the two men arrived at compartment three, where the famous VY-666 was located.

Mitchell: This is the engine you would like to have. Out team will bring it to your ship.

Jackson: Sounds to be perfect! Thanks again for your pleasant services.

Mitchell: Aha... But do you know it’s a specific battleship engine? On which warship do you work?

Jackson: I’m engineer on the Arizona battleship. It has just been returned to service.

Mitchell: Battleship Arizona?

Wood turned away. He began to shake hands. One could distinguish the sketch of a smile on his face...

Mitchell: Well, good. You seem to me to be very nice. It turns out that I have a small pose, would you like to come to the bar to drink a verse with me?

Jackson: Well, my captain is waiting for me… But why not?

The two mans moved to Juneau’s bar.

16.06.825 AS

The two men arrived at Juneau's bar. They then sat on one of the unoccupied tables.

Mitchell: Can I pay you the bottle? It’s not very expensive here and I like to make pleasure.

Jackson: Well… Yes, yes. If you want.

Mitchell: You seem to be disturbed by something my friend. Come on, tell me what worries you.

Jackson: It's nothing reassuring. I'm just a little tired these days.

Mitchell: Well that's what cheers you up. Hold.

He served a verse to Jackson.

Jackson: Thank you. But why do you do all this for me?

Mitchell: Let's move on! You told me that you work on Arizona. I must say that I am quite intrigued. Since when has this ship been put back into service?

Jackson: Only for some time. We were based on the remains of the old battleship Arizona to rebuild the new one.

Mitchell: But was not the old Arizona destroyed because it was supposed to be infected by the Nomads?

Jackson: Indeed. To be honest, I found in the engine room a top secret document about the battleship Arizona. He mentioned in particular that it had been destroyed by Captain Walker. You know ?

In fact, Mitchell was no longer listening to Jackson. Since the latter had mentioned Arizona, Mitchell was immersed in a great deal of thought.

Jackson: Mr Wood, are you with me?

Mitchell: Hmm, yes, forgive me. I thought of something else. You said ?

Jackson: Do you know Captain Walker?

Mitchell: If I know him.... Yes. While I was still in the mobile fleet, I fought his ship during the incident into the Alaska system.

Jackson: He was a great man, isn’t it?

Mitchell: Oh yes...

Followed a long silence. One could hear only the music of the bar and the conversation of the different customers. The faint light coming from the nebula directly illuminated the faces of the two men.

Jackson: Well, I think I'm going back to Arizona. My captain is waiting for me.

Mitchell: Very good. I will escort you to your ship. My men must have already finished installing your room.

Jackson: Thank you again. I wish you good luck for the future.

Mitchell: I'd love to meet your captain ... What is his name already? Oh yes, Winchester.

Jackson: Oh, why? It's that the captain is very busy on Arizona lately.

Mitchell: Just a simple question, which I have to ask him. It will not be very long.

Jackson: But maybe it would be better to send him a message directly, right?

Mitchell: That would be faster indeed. But I need Arizona to be here too. I still have my Guardian Hunter. We will meet in the Alaska system during one of my exposure times.

Jackson: Well, I'll ask him. However, it is not sure that he accepts.

Mitchell: He will accept. I can arrange with the High Command for that. There is no reason to worry.

Jackson: If you say so ... When can we meet?

Mitchell: In a few days. You will be informed.

Jackson: In this case. I'm going to join my ship.

Mitchell: Let's go together instead!

They departed for the hangar where Jackson's ship was parked. When they arrived, they said goodbye

Jackson: It was a pleasure Mr Wood again. Thank you. I will do my best for Arizona.

Mitchell: Sure thing. The pleasure is mine.

The ship left Juneau and returned to its base. Wood watched the ship leave. Then went to the communication rooms of Juneau. Once in a dark, narrow hall, he opened a door. There was waiting for a strange person, completely dressed in a long black cloak. Wood began to speak with an unusual voice.

Mitchell: I think we finally have an opportunity ... Contact now Altair shipyard, and tell them that...

The door that opened to the room where the two men were was suddenly closed. Through the threshold of it, one could distinguish strange violet lights...

Meanwhile, as Nick patrols the area, a gang of rogues shows up. He starts cleaning out the rogues immediately. The magma hammers cut through the poor bandit ships like a paper. Amongst the filthy pirates, there are aces too. Nick does his best to evade all the gunfire, laying mines in the meantime.

With luck, the pirates are taken care of. "That will be a decent reward." Nick thought. Nevertheless, he still needs to finish his job.

The guardian is in motion again, heading for the last checkpoint. The Virginia jumphole. The area is all clear and Nick changes his course towards the New York jump gate. But then...

20.06.825 AS

Winchester: Well, we are approaching Zone-21. I hope that tone one saying engineer did not make us a joke! I have already lost enough time.

Jackson: do not worry captain! This man, is of a natural confidence. I am sure that he can be useful for us.

Winchester: It rather interest. As I have already evoked it, the lightnings of the high command are not for me.
Jackson: We approach Jump Gate leading in Alaska my Captain!

Winchester: Excellent, prepare the jump sequence. Warns all the crew. Engaged system of connection. We are ready to jump.

Jackson: here Jackson. To all the crew we are ready to jump into the system Alaska!

Winchester: Starting the jump! Watch out!

Winchester: very well, and now or let us have to go to us? He gave at least the meeting point.

Jackson: Well he gave me as meeting place the sector 3F my Captain. I have to say a very strange meeting point.

Winchester: Indeed, tell me why is he so much anxious to see me, in the presence of the battleship?

Jackson: here is a very strange question captain. I was not able to receive from credible answer. I have to say that I have a bad presentiment. We are only one or two o'clock and this type makes as if he knew us for a long time.
Winchester: But what were you able well to tell him.

Jackson: He began behaving differently after I gleam is say that I worked on this vessel. I wonder well why.

Winchester: I think that we shall have and shall obtain answers to it, if tone friends are reliable as you say it.

Jackson: I have never evoked only once that this type was my friend captain!

Winchester: Anyway. On the way now! Let us activate these engines and direction the sector 3F. I want to finish it with this grotesque joke quickly!

*Some minutes passed *

Jackson: I have loved never really this system. It is far too terrible for me.

Winchester: Would you be a little bit cowardly Jackson? It’s a quieter system. It is about a real fortress. There is no reason to be afraid of it.

Jackson: I do not really agree with you captain …

Winchester: It seems known we are approaching our destination … I detect nothing on my scanner. Finally it was only poignant one mockery. I will report him to Juneau.

Jackson: Wait for captain, I have a contact!

Winchester: Ah! Maybe I spoke too fast?

Jackson: A second contact! The third and the fourth! They arrive on us!

Winchester: My god, but what is it?!

20.06.825 AS

Whinchester: But what’s happening here?!

Jackson: the main engines room is damaged! We are attacked by Nomads cruisers! It is a trap!

Winchester: Prepare the vessel, in attack position! We are attacked by unknown vessels!

Jackson: Main turrets activated! Aim at all costs at the enemy vessel the closest to us!

*Central: Section eight and eleven destroyed. Multiple breaches detected. Heavy damage.*

Winchester: We still have a chance to take it try to avoid salvoes!

Jackson: It is almost impossible Captain! Their shootings are far too precise, and we already lost in power engine!

Winchester: For God's sake! Go! Destroy them!

Jackson: We do our best Captain, but we underwent far too important damage! Our shootings are not rather precise and we are soon going to lose in power!

Winchester: Give me this post! I am going to try to contact reinforcements! With a little chance, vessels have already spotted us.

*Central: important Damages. Loss of the main scanner. Blurred communications*

Jackson: It does not work,we can’t contact nobody! They blur our communications!

Winchester: Our situation is discouraged! Can we try a fold?

Jackson: The enemy vessels surrounded us! Our only chance is to beat them!

Winchester: that takes place t-il? Why we do not have energy anymore from the energy power cell number 2?

Jackson: It seems the cell is destroyed!

*Central: Energy available: 40%*

Jackson: We have destroyed two enemy vessels. There is still some two. I believe that we still have a chance!

Winchester: I notice that half of our electronic systems are destroyed! If it continues, we cannot use any more of our turrets!

Jackson: Told the section of the transmission driving to transmit all the energy towards our artillery! And maintain the main generator in tension!

*Centrale: Critical damages. Halves of the damaged sections. 35 % of enter destroyed*

Jackson: It is good! Enemy destroyed! We are saved!

Winchester: Waits. No! I still see it others! They arrive! Let us get ready!

*After several minutes of desperate fights .*

Winchester: Huh .. Finally! It is finished I believe. What is the situation of the vessel?

*Centrale: Loss … Loss of artificial gravity .Systems .Crrrr! *

Jackson: It would seem that we lost our engines, the gravity becomes crazy at the levels two and four. Our combat systems are destroyed …

Winchester: We need help. Try to make a transmission.

Transmission

23.06.825 A.S

After three days, most of the damage to LNS-Arizona was repaired. The energy core was fully functional again, the gravitational fields work on all decks again, the battle ship scanner was fully operational again. However, the weapons systems were not yet operational this was of course a major drawback as the LNS-Arizona is still in Alaska and the remaining crew still fears a nomad ambush as they know they could not survive a second ambush. While Jackson is busy repairing the weapons systems, Winchester sits in the bar, waiting for someone he did not know himself. He sat there for three hours and watched the other people who got drunk there and had their fun. But suddenly a man sat at a table next to Winchester and watched Winchester. After a few minutes Winchester noticed that he was being watched, so he got up and walked in the direction of the docks to see if this man would follow him. When Winchester was walking in a long corridor, the light suddenly went out and the red emergency lights came on.

Winchester: What happens here, the nomads really attack the Juneau and why is there no alarm?

Winchester began to run faster and faster to warn his crew as quickly as possible. But suddenly someone grabbed him from a dark room and he wanted to run past and he felt only a hard blow on the head. When he woke up he saw two men and was tied to a chair. In the darkened light he recognized one of the men Jackson's description suited Mitchell. But before Winchester could speak Mitchell spoke.

Mitchell: It looks like they survived Mister Winchester. That's good, that's very good. In this case, our plan has worked perfectly. How many people from your crew survived this attack?

Winchester did not want to answer at first and tried to break free. But unfortunately this did not work so he had to answer.

Winchester: You should actually know who I am ... I do not think it was a coincidence that the nomads showed up there ... of my crew 80 out of 550 people survived ... why do you have to know that at all?

Mitchell: Well of course we know who you are. We also know that you have built a new version of the Arizona with the data of the original Arizona. we know everything about you. we know where you are born how old you are if you have family ... we also know who you work for.

Winchester: that's impossible, how can it be that you know who I work for.

But before he could talk further, he was interrupted by a radiogram.

* Winchester please contact us immediately on the command deck of the Arizona *

Mitchell: pity it looks like our little chat is already over. We will see each other again soon.

Mitchell pulled his weapon and the other person released Winchester from his shackles. First, Winchester wanted to overwhelm the two of them but when he had the barrel of the weapon and the sleep he went out of the room and went as fast as he could to the commando deck of the Arizona. When he reached this, Jackson naturally wanted to know where he was staying for as long as he needed his help. but winchester just ran away and went to his quarters. Jackson was very suspicious of all this, why Winchester should just vanish and then reappear without saying a word. Jackson decided to visit Winchester in his quarters. When Jackson arrived, he found Winchester sleeping on a chair. He decided to wake Winchester and promise him something to do.

Jackson: Captain Winchester, we really need to do something ... our crew starts to spin because they do not feel safe anymore ...

Winchester: I .. I know ... but what are we going to do in the Navy anyway, nobody will believe that we were being ambushed by an infected officer ...

Jackson: Now captain I have an idea that you but probably would not like ... you've probably heard of the battlegroup Harmony in bering ... maybe you could give us some information what just happened here ...

Winchester: well you're right they might be able to help us ... but remember that we do not have weapons systems at the moment who they are attacking us we are defenseless ... but I think we have no other choice ...

Jackson: So I'm supposed to get the crew ready Captain ..

Winchester: yes we will depart tomorrow and travel directly to bering ..

But Jackson had no idea what a plan Winchester really pursued. So Jackson followed his orders and made the crew ready to leave for Bering.

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