05-26-2009, 03:31 PM
Jim Stewart stared at the viewscreen of the Junker vessel in suppresed excitement, he had been on this ship, if you could call this rust bucket a ship, for three months. This was their first stop at Kreuzberg Depot in that time, this would be his chance.
"We are on final approach Cap'n" The young nav officer called out.
"Good lad" Captain Webb turned towards his intercomm and flipped the switch "All hands prepare for unloading" Webb smiled to himself, should be a nice profit this run.
Jim stood up and made his way back into the Salvaticus's cargo bay, once there he put on what little safety equipment old Captain Webb provided for his motley crew and went to work.
"Dock complete, opening cargo bay doors" Webb's voice stated over the intercom.
"Time to goto work Jim" Gina Spellman flashed a grin at Stewart as the massive doors of the old Frigate creaked open with a complaining noise.
"Hail Gina" The chief dockhand called out "Good to see you ma girl!"
"Hi Paulus, still eating too much I see!" Gina laughed "Got some Plutonium here, Capn's expecting a good price"
"Aye should'nt be a problem, we cannae get enough of the stuff!" Paulus motioned to a few more dockhands and they got to work.
Three hours later and Jim Stewart found himself in the bar, it was a dirty and noisey dump filled with criminals and those who were partial to making a suspect deal but managed to just stay legitimate, those were the people he needed to monitor. He was on drink number 5 and pretending he was a bit drunk, in fact, thanks to the stimulant shot he had taken after he left the Salvaticus for the final time, He was stone cold sober. He had work to do and the Junker ship had served his purpose.
"Aye it will be a short trip, damn Military will no doubt be a pain in me arse when I get there"
Jim looked round and saw the source of the voice, it was a middle aged man chatting to a bar waitress, he listened carefully.
"Still they want these nuclear devices I got so they just gonna have to hve to put up with me!" the waitress smiled at the older man.
"I saw the Strausberg once, me an my folks were on our way home and we passsed it, it's huge!" the girl continued "I'd like to go onboard just once" she sighed "No chance of that I reckon"
"Aye lassie, them military folks are security mad" the man replied "I'll be on and off quick, they dont make a man feel welcome at all"
Jim smiled, this was lucky, he had expected to be on this dump for weeks before finding a vessel going his way. He spent the next hour observing the man discreetly. As his target got up, he followed behind at a distance, using his training to remain unoticed.
They made there way to the hanger bay amongst the bustling Junker installation, it was always busy Jim thought, say what you will about the Junker's they had commerce down to an art form.
Jim watched his target arrive at his ship and punch in a code that opened the ships hatch, it was a small Junker Collector class ship, again this was ideal. He moved quickly now towards the man entering his ship, in one fast motion he came up behind the man, pushed him inside and followed him in, he pressed the door control as he entered and the door closed behind them both. Without pausing Jim deftly broke the unfortunate man's neck and he crumpled to the floor.
He reached down now and opened the dead man's eyelids, now he pressed the familiar spot on his cybernetic right arm and a small rectangular skiin covered hatch opened, and he pressed a few buttons. Running his hand over the dead mans eyes until he heard a beep, he glanced at the exposed part of his arm and read the small display "Scan complete" it flashed at him.
Now for the hard part Jim winced to himself, he stabbed a few more commands into the computer in his arm, then clenched his teeth.
"Arrrrrrrrgrggrrrhhhhh" he screamed as the nanobots went to work, after about 30 seconds he stopped screaming and slumped into the pilot's seat in the small cargo ship's cockpit. Glancing at his cybernetic arm he read "Retinal simulation complete".
Jim sighed and placed his eyes to the ships security viewer, he felt the laser scan his eyes then leaned back as the ships system started to power up. He turned to the ships computer and started to get to work.
.......
Four hours later Jim was cruising throught the massive pile of junk surrounding Kreuzberg Depot towars his destination, the Rhienland Battleship Strausberg. Stopping briefly to dump the ship's previous owner's body in the void. He had not been idle during this time, he had thourghly searched the ships computer and had prety much stolen the previous owners identity and forged himself papers to back up his deception. Jim was now officially named Alberich Hasso, an independant trader born on Hamburg. Thanks to the nanobots, he now looked like Hasso too, a painfully hellish procedure but necessary to complete the illusion. He could not take the chance that someone in the hanger bay of the Strausberg knew Hasso by sight. He was taller than Hasso was in life so there was still a high risk of discovery, but that could not be helped, besides he had a plan.
Searching the ships computer had confirmed what Hasso had said earlier, there was Nuclear Devices onboard, 110 of them! This was perfect for his entry onto the Strausberg, Jim smiled to himself, everything was going so well he reminded himself to not get overconfident, remember his training and he might just make it through this mission alive.
Turning to the communication array he began to broadcast on his pre-determined classified frequency.
"Bertram calling Dad, come in Dad!" static, "This is Bertram calling Dad, do you copy?"
More static was heard through the comm link then a responce "Copy that Bertram, stand by for Dad"
"Confirmed" Jim relied and waited.
2 minutes later the speaker burst to life "Bertram, this is Dad, what is your status"
Jim recognised the voice straight away, it was his boss of 7 years, LSF Deputy Director Carpenter. "Should be onboard destination within 2 hours Dad" he replied.
"Copy that Bertram, family is waiting to hear from you very soon, stay safe son! Dad out".
Jim leaned back in his chair and sighed, this was it, the moment of truth.
He punched in the final data in the navigation console and engaged the autopilot, won't be long now he thought.
1 hour later and he was on approach to the Strausberg, he observed numerous Rhienland fighters patrolling the Battleship, so far so good though.
"Strausberg, this is trade ship Jost requesting docking permission" He broadcast
"Transmit cargo and authorisation" The terse reply came back, typical friendly Rhienlanders Jim thought.
"Transmitting data" Jim replied and sent Hasso's authorisation and cargo manifest.
A few tense minutes passed until he recieved a responce.
"Docking is authorised Herr Hasso, you were expected several hours ago" the not very cheery Rhienland voice stated.
"Copy that, had some Unioner's on my tail, had to take evasive action, commencing docking now"
The Strausberg's automated docking computer took over the small ship as he approached it and Jim prepared himself. Several minutes passed as he final felt the jolt that confirmed the ship was now secure in the hanger deck. Stewart opened the hatch of the ship and strolled onto the deck.
"Herr Hasso" a hanger aide gestured to him "Come this way!"
Jim followed the aide towards an office, again he was in good fortune, it was more than enogh distance to the office from his ship. As he approached the office he pressed the small detonator he had concealed in his palm.
Chaos errupted as his small craft exploded in the hanger deck, the blast would be enough destroy the whole ship if it were not for the anti-nuclear dampners used on all ships these days, as it was, it was still a hell of an explosion and a number of ships in the hanger also exploded in the fireball. Jim was well enough away from the blast though as immediatly sirens began to sound as the Rhienlanders sprang into action to deal with the disaster in that efficient Prussian way that was the envy of Sirus.
The aide loked stunned, even more so when Jim grabbed him and shoved him into the office and stabbed him, The fat officer behind the desk rose to his feet just in time to find the knife Jim had used on the aide thrown into his forehead. It was over in seconds. Jim placed a small explosive trap on the door as he left the office with the dead Rhienlanders inside. Now he had to take advantage of the confusion his ship's explosion had created. Swiftly but not so quick as to arouse suspicion he began to move through the Strausberg, he knew the flight officers quarters should be relativily close to the now disabled flight deck, and he was correct, moving quickly he entered the flight officers section and knocked on the first cabin he came too.
The door slid open as a gutteral Rhienland voice said "open", as soon as the door opened Jim was inside and moving towards the officer intent on quickly disabling him, luck was not on his side as he flew towards the man as Jim realised that this Rhienlander was at least 6 foot 7 and about 19 stones in weight that was pure muscle. The Rhienland pilot was quick too and immediatley saw he was unter attack, the two men crashed together and struggled, the massive Rhienlander threw Jim back against the wall of the cabin as the cabin door hissed shut. Jim was stunned, this man was a monster. "Alarm!" The Rhienlander shouted as Jim headed back towards the giant, the Rhienlander threw a massive right hook at Jim and he was forced to duck down fast then using his cybernetic arm he made his right hand rigid and drove it into the big man's stomach, the artificial arm's strength was superior to the man'ss abdominal mucles and entered his stomack like a knife wound, clenching his hand now Jim pulled and ripped a sizeable portion of the man's innards from his guts.
The Rhienlaner looked incredulous as he slumped on his kness "Nein!". Jim wasnt slow to take advantage of his dying but still very dangerous opponent, he made a fist and extended his middle finger, quickly he stabbed it at the man's left eyesocket, the reinforced finger of his cybernetic arm entered the Rhienlanders eye then brain. Jim pulled his hand back and the Rhienlander slumped to the floor, twitching but obviously dead from the two horrific wounds he had recieved. Jim locked the cabin door then slumped on the dead man's bunk. He still had it all to do!
To be continued..
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"We are on final approach Cap'n" The young nav officer called out.
"Good lad" Captain Webb turned towards his intercomm and flipped the switch "All hands prepare for unloading" Webb smiled to himself, should be a nice profit this run.
Jim stood up and made his way back into the Salvaticus's cargo bay, once there he put on what little safety equipment old Captain Webb provided for his motley crew and went to work.
"Dock complete, opening cargo bay doors" Webb's voice stated over the intercom.
"Time to goto work Jim" Gina Spellman flashed a grin at Stewart as the massive doors of the old Frigate creaked open with a complaining noise.
"Hail Gina" The chief dockhand called out "Good to see you ma girl!"
"Hi Paulus, still eating too much I see!" Gina laughed "Got some Plutonium here, Capn's expecting a good price"
"Aye should'nt be a problem, we cannae get enough of the stuff!" Paulus motioned to a few more dockhands and they got to work.
Three hours later and Jim Stewart found himself in the bar, it was a dirty and noisey dump filled with criminals and those who were partial to making a suspect deal but managed to just stay legitimate, those were the people he needed to monitor. He was on drink number 5 and pretending he was a bit drunk, in fact, thanks to the stimulant shot he had taken after he left the Salvaticus for the final time, He was stone cold sober. He had work to do and the Junker ship had served his purpose.
"Aye it will be a short trip, damn Military will no doubt be a pain in me arse when I get there"
Jim looked round and saw the source of the voice, it was a middle aged man chatting to a bar waitress, he listened carefully.
"Still they want these nuclear devices I got so they just gonna have to hve to put up with me!" the waitress smiled at the older man.
"I saw the Strausberg once, me an my folks were on our way home and we passsed it, it's huge!" the girl continued "I'd like to go onboard just once" she sighed "No chance of that I reckon"
"Aye lassie, them military folks are security mad" the man replied "I'll be on and off quick, they dont make a man feel welcome at all"
Jim smiled, this was lucky, he had expected to be on this dump for weeks before finding a vessel going his way. He spent the next hour observing the man discreetly. As his target got up, he followed behind at a distance, using his training to remain unoticed.
They made there way to the hanger bay amongst the bustling Junker installation, it was always busy Jim thought, say what you will about the Junker's they had commerce down to an art form.
Jim watched his target arrive at his ship and punch in a code that opened the ships hatch, it was a small Junker Collector class ship, again this was ideal. He moved quickly now towards the man entering his ship, in one fast motion he came up behind the man, pushed him inside and followed him in, he pressed the door control as he entered and the door closed behind them both. Without pausing Jim deftly broke the unfortunate man's neck and he crumpled to the floor.
He reached down now and opened the dead man's eyelids, now he pressed the familiar spot on his cybernetic right arm and a small rectangular skiin covered hatch opened, and he pressed a few buttons. Running his hand over the dead mans eyes until he heard a beep, he glanced at the exposed part of his arm and read the small display "Scan complete" it flashed at him.
Now for the hard part Jim winced to himself, he stabbed a few more commands into the computer in his arm, then clenched his teeth.
"Arrrrrrrrgrggrrrhhhhh" he screamed as the nanobots went to work, after about 30 seconds he stopped screaming and slumped into the pilot's seat in the small cargo ship's cockpit. Glancing at his cybernetic arm he read "Retinal simulation complete".
Jim sighed and placed his eyes to the ships security viewer, he felt the laser scan his eyes then leaned back as the ships system started to power up. He turned to the ships computer and started to get to work.
.......
Four hours later Jim was cruising throught the massive pile of junk surrounding Kreuzberg Depot towars his destination, the Rhienland Battleship Strausberg. Stopping briefly to dump the ship's previous owner's body in the void. He had not been idle during this time, he had thourghly searched the ships computer and had prety much stolen the previous owners identity and forged himself papers to back up his deception. Jim was now officially named Alberich Hasso, an independant trader born on Hamburg. Thanks to the nanobots, he now looked like Hasso too, a painfully hellish procedure but necessary to complete the illusion. He could not take the chance that someone in the hanger bay of the Strausberg knew Hasso by sight. He was taller than Hasso was in life so there was still a high risk of discovery, but that could not be helped, besides he had a plan.
Searching the ships computer had confirmed what Hasso had said earlier, there was Nuclear Devices onboard, 110 of them! This was perfect for his entry onto the Strausberg, Jim smiled to himself, everything was going so well he reminded himself to not get overconfident, remember his training and he might just make it through this mission alive.
Turning to the communication array he began to broadcast on his pre-determined classified frequency.
"Bertram calling Dad, come in Dad!" static, "This is Bertram calling Dad, do you copy?"
More static was heard through the comm link then a responce "Copy that Bertram, stand by for Dad"
"Confirmed" Jim relied and waited.
2 minutes later the speaker burst to life "Bertram, this is Dad, what is your status"
Jim recognised the voice straight away, it was his boss of 7 years, LSF Deputy Director Carpenter. "Should be onboard destination within 2 hours Dad" he replied.
"Copy that Bertram, family is waiting to hear from you very soon, stay safe son! Dad out".
Jim leaned back in his chair and sighed, this was it, the moment of truth.
He punched in the final data in the navigation console and engaged the autopilot, won't be long now he thought.
1 hour later and he was on approach to the Strausberg, he observed numerous Rhienland fighters patrolling the Battleship, so far so good though.
"Strausberg, this is trade ship Jost requesting docking permission" He broadcast
"Transmit cargo and authorisation" The terse reply came back, typical friendly Rhienlanders Jim thought.
"Transmitting data" Jim replied and sent Hasso's authorisation and cargo manifest.
A few tense minutes passed until he recieved a responce.
"Docking is authorised Herr Hasso, you were expected several hours ago" the not very cheery Rhienland voice stated.
"Copy that, had some Unioner's on my tail, had to take evasive action, commencing docking now"
The Strausberg's automated docking computer took over the small ship as he approached it and Jim prepared himself. Several minutes passed as he final felt the jolt that confirmed the ship was now secure in the hanger deck. Stewart opened the hatch of the ship and strolled onto the deck.
"Herr Hasso" a hanger aide gestured to him "Come this way!"
Jim followed the aide towards an office, again he was in good fortune, it was more than enogh distance to the office from his ship. As he approached the office he pressed the small detonator he had concealed in his palm.
Chaos errupted as his small craft exploded in the hanger deck, the blast would be enough destroy the whole ship if it were not for the anti-nuclear dampners used on all ships these days, as it was, it was still a hell of an explosion and a number of ships in the hanger also exploded in the fireball. Jim was well enough away from the blast though as immediatly sirens began to sound as the Rhienlanders sprang into action to deal with the disaster in that efficient Prussian way that was the envy of Sirus.
The aide loked stunned, even more so when Jim grabbed him and shoved him into the office and stabbed him, The fat officer behind the desk rose to his feet just in time to find the knife Jim had used on the aide thrown into his forehead. It was over in seconds. Jim placed a small explosive trap on the door as he left the office with the dead Rhienlanders inside. Now he had to take advantage of the confusion his ship's explosion had created. Swiftly but not so quick as to arouse suspicion he began to move through the Strausberg, he knew the flight officers quarters should be relativily close to the now disabled flight deck, and he was correct, moving quickly he entered the flight officers section and knocked on the first cabin he came too.
The door slid open as a gutteral Rhienland voice said "open", as soon as the door opened Jim was inside and moving towards the officer intent on quickly disabling him, luck was not on his side as he flew towards the man as Jim realised that this Rhienlander was at least 6 foot 7 and about 19 stones in weight that was pure muscle. The Rhienland pilot was quick too and immediatley saw he was unter attack, the two men crashed together and struggled, the massive Rhienlander threw Jim back against the wall of the cabin as the cabin door hissed shut. Jim was stunned, this man was a monster. "Alarm!" The Rhienlander shouted as Jim headed back towards the giant, the Rhienlander threw a massive right hook at Jim and he was forced to duck down fast then using his cybernetic arm he made his right hand rigid and drove it into the big man's stomach, the artificial arm's strength was superior to the man'ss abdominal mucles and entered his stomack like a knife wound, clenching his hand now Jim pulled and ripped a sizeable portion of the man's innards from his guts.
The Rhienlaner looked incredulous as he slumped on his kness "Nein!". Jim wasnt slow to take advantage of his dying but still very dangerous opponent, he made a fist and extended his middle finger, quickly he stabbed it at the man's left eyesocket, the reinforced finger of his cybernetic arm entered the Rhienlanders eye then brain. Jim pulled his hand back and the Rhienlander slumped to the floor, twitching but obviously dead from the two horrific wounds he had recieved. Jim locked the cabin door then slumped on the dead man's bunk. He still had it all to do!
To be continued..
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