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Aboard the Bellum - xxrockstar992xx - 07-08-2010

<///----- Incoming Transmission -----\\\>
<///----- Signal: Strong -----\\\>
<///----- From:Planet Malta -----\\\>
<///----- Comm ID: Officer Omar Valene -----\\\>



Identification
****ID: Omar Valene****
****Age: 26****
****Sex: Male****
****Date: 7/7/818 A.S


...[Log#1]...
...[Date:7/7/818 A.S]...
...[Open]...


It was a once in a life time opportunity, of someone of my rank, to enter a ship of this value, of this power, of this beauty. The Ranseur - D5-2A Outcast Dreadnought. This one just so happens to be my Uncle's, Rear Admiral Wayne Valene. I was offered a "Ride Along". I would be able to see first hand what goes on outside of Planet Malta. My Uncle expects great things from me, which is why I have been offered this.

It's very rare that Officer gets to "Ride Along" in a Outcast Capital, Let alone a Flag ship.

"It is truly an honor, Uncle." *Salutes* "Not many people get this opportunity, I thank you"

"Ah, You are very welcome, But I fell it is something you deserve, after all the hard work you've done. You are excelling faster than i did when i was you're age. You have a bright future ahead of you."
"And don't you lose that pride of your's, It will save your life more than you know."

"Right, So when will we be boarding the ship?"

"The ship is being prepped as we speak, although we are having some draw backs. I will let you know as soon as possible. 'Till then, you should head on home."

"This will be fun Uncle, I can't wait to see what you have to do every day."

I wonder to myself if this will ever happen, If my Uncle will ever let me see his ship.

I walk off to my ship, start the engines, and head on home.

...[Log#1 Complete]...
...[Close]...




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Aboard the Bellum - xxrockstar992xx - 07-19-2010

<///----- Incoming Transmission -----\\\>
<///----- Signal: Strong -----\\\>
<///----- From:Planet Malta -----\\\>
<///----- Comm ID: Officer Omar Valene -----\\\>

Omar sits down and opens his logs notebook.

He enters in his Identification...


Identification:
****ID: Omar Valene****
****Age: 26****
****Sex: Male****
****Date: 7/18/818 A.S.****


...[Log#2]...
...[Date:7/18/818 A.S.]...
...[Status: Open]...

"Ah Uncle, I assume you are here for the meeting to?"

"Yes, Seems the Higher Admirals have an assignment for us."

"After you Uncle."

I bow and let my Uncle pass first.

"Greetings Admiral, What can me and my Nephew do for you?"

"Please sit, We may be here for a while."

Me and my Uncle wait for the Admiral to sit first before we take our seat.

"Well Wayne, as you know, your Dreadnought was ambushed, barely escaping. and is now under repairs, along with updates."

"Yes sir, It was a unexpected attack, It leaves me puzzled to how the Corsairs got passed all the defenses just to hit me."

"Ah, It is no surprise, someone let them in. They sabotaged the Long Range Sattalites, Which allowed them to sneak in, past our defenses. Unfortunently, we have not found who is responsible for sabotaging, but we have a general idea to who did it. Which is why I have called both of you here."

I just want the Admiral to spit it out, I want to know my new assignment, but I don't want to speak out of turn, and possibly lose this assignment. A good Officer shows self control, This is what i must show. So i sit quietly and patiently as he goes on about our assignment.

"Both of you, will be aboard the MNS-Ultimatum, A Destroyer. We will be equipping it with a Capital Armor Upgrade VIII Along with the state of the art weapons. This destroyer isn't meant for the front lines. Far from it actually. With this ship, you will be stationed at Ibiza Base. That is where the sabotage of our satalites happened, which let the Corsairs in. From there you will be reporting to Dreadnought Captana Stationed in Omicron 85. There is a Strike team being assembled there, and once we've figure out who did this, we will move from there."

"So we will be investigating the indecent?"

"Yes, But from afar. At least you Wayne, If they see you they know something will be up. Omar here will be the one, talking, asking around if anyone saw anything or know anyone who could have done this."

The biggest smile i have ever had appeared on my face, as i was listining to what i have been assigned to do

"This is a big responsibility, Omar, I am counting on you."

"Yes Sir! I garentee you that this assignment won't be a failure. You have my word."

-Nods-"I have high hopes for you Omar, That is why I assigned the both of you to this assignment, you're Uncle can show you a lot. Now, I have some other matters I must deal with, Good Luck. I will notify you when you're ship is ready."

"Thank you Sir, We will be on our way."

Uncle and I head off to the shipyard, so we can see how far our ships is coming along. This reminds me of the "Rider Along." It's been a while, I was going to say something, but decided that now would probably not be the best time.


...[Log#2 Complete]...
...[Close]...




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Aboard the Bellum - xxrockstar992xx - 07-22-2010

<///----- Incoming Transmission -----\\\>
<///----- Signal: Strong -----\\\>
<///----- From:Planet Malta -----\\\>
<///----- Comm ID: Officer Omar Valene -----\\\>

Omar enters his identification...


Identification:
****ID: Omar Valene****
****Age: 26****
****Sex: Male****
****Date: 7/22/818 A.S.****


...[Log#3]...
...[Date:7/22/818 A.S.]...
...[Status: Open]...

"Hola Admiral, I hear you have good news?"

"Yes, I have recived word that your Destroyer is ready for a test run."

"Good, I will head down to the shipyard shortly."

"Very well."

"Hello, Omar? I have just received word that our Destroyer is done, and that we should both head down to the Shipyard."

"Roger that Uncle, I'm on my way now!"

I head down and met up with my Uncle at the Shipyard, My eyes as wide open as can be, I almost can't believe that i get this opportunity to fly with my Uncle, in our own ship.

"It.. Looks.. Beautiful... Shall we claim aboard?"

"There are some things we must go over first, such as where the escape pods are located, first aid kits, air-lock, the stranded procedure of things."

"Alright."

After 2 and a half hours of "Protocal" We are finally able to enter the ship

"Remember Omar, You will be under my command. For the first few weeks, I will take command of everyone, so i can show you how its done, and what to do in certain cituations. Once you get the hang of how everything works, I will 'step down' so to speak."

"Mm, Sounds good"

I was shaking, I was wondering what people will think when they see me, at such a young age, in second command of the ship. It has only happened a couple of times before me, I don't know what to think anymore.

As we get on board, we take a tour of the ship, lead by the ships head designers. It was quite a long tour, but we got to see everything, and how a lot of things work.

"Well, shall we take her for a test? I think she's ready."

We step foot on the bridge, everyone is already in place.

"Alright, Take her out nice and easy..."

The ship's clamps disengage, and the hanger door opens slowly, as we begin to move out.

"Clamps disengaged sir"

"Good, Lets hope everything goes right."

"Hanger doors open, Where to first sir?"

"Lets just hang around Malta for a bit. Just to see if we get any engine failures and what not."

"Sounds good, Putting ship into free-flight."

We begin to move around, testing the ships engines and sensors, No point in testing the weapons yet.

After about 20 minutes of system checks, we begin to move to our new outpost, Ibiza.

"Alright boys, lets take this baby into cruise, Set way point to Ibiza base!"

"Setting course... Engaging cruise engines."

Shortly after our cruise engines were engaged, a red alarm came on.

"Sir! We have an engine failure! Wait, we have 2 engine failures!"

"Damn it! Alright, Disengage cruise, lets take her home. She's obviously not ready."

My uncle cursing under his breath, as he goes to his quarters to contact the Admiral.

Our ship is docked, Clamps are in place, and we begin to leave the ship as more and more engineers and ship designers enter the ship to see what is wrong.

As the day ends, I start to go home, wondering why a perfectly new ship, had a engine failure in less than an hour.



...[Log#3 Complete]...
...[Close]...




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Aboard the Bellum - xxrockstar992xx - 07-27-2010

<///----- Incoming Transmission -----\\\>
<///----- Signal: Strong -----\\\>
<///----- From:Planet Malta -----\\\>
<///----- Comm ID: Officer Omar Valene -----\\\>




Identification:
****ID: Omar Valene****
****Age: 26****
****Sex: Male****
****Date: 7/22/818 A.S.****


...[Log#4]...
...[Date:7/27/818 A.S.]...
...[Status: Open]...

After a couple of days, Our ship is finally ready. The engines have been fixed, and everything has been double checked, twice. I make my way to the shipyard...

"Hola Uncle."

"Ah, Omar, Ready for round 2? Hahaha!"

"Aye, Lets get this thing rolling! I hope it works this time"

"It should, today we start our first mission. Our decent to Ibiza, Will begin shortly"

"Good, I'll prepare my things, we have a long journey."

A couple hours past, and we bored the ship, and get ready for take off

"Alright, lets try this again... Take her out nice and slow."

The gates open slowly as we begin our second decent out of the shipyard.

"Shipyard cleared. Where to Captain?"

"Ibiza! We have our first mission. Engage cruise engines!"

I sit and watch as the crew takes orders from my Uncle, I take mental notes, because this is something i will have to do sooner or later.

"Cruise engines engaged, ETA 3 minutes Sir."

*Nods*

Wayne sits down at his command chair, and looks at me, as we start to go over the different buttons and what they do.

"So, This one.. It does what again?"*As i point to the yellow button*

"That button is the 'Yellow Alert' button, It is used when there is an internal problem with the ship. Such as engine failure, or radiation."

"Odd, It didn't go off when our engines failed last time..."

"Aye, It was an external problem, Er.. At least I think it was..."

"Mm, Anyways continue..."

We go on for the next 2 minutes as we arrive at Ibiza base... Where our mission begins.

"Now Omar, your job is simple. All you have to do is interview what happened that day... Talk to people. This job must be kept a secret. Our Goals.. our mission must be kept unknown. To them, you are just a reporter.. But to us, you are our asset."

"Aye, I won't let you down."

We salute, and as we dock, I get ready to interview and evaluate the security team. For some reason the Logs got 'deleted' and the cameras where offline at the moment. They claim a power surge, but if a power surge happened, the gate would have remained closed.




...[Log#4 Complete]...
...[Close]...




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