The screen cuts in to show the Gunship Lyoko, an Order Primary Gunship under fire. Behind it are...two more primary bombers and an interceptor as well, hammering the back of the ship off slowly. Stone panicky runs across the bridge to other control systems in an attempt to hold the ship together. An explosion suddenly happens, the back of the bridge wall exploding inward in a blaze of fire and scrap metal. "Lyoko! Get a seal on that damage!" she yells before going to the communications area to send an emergency message
"This is the Order primar-*Static* -hip Lyoko, were under-*static* -eavy fire by allied fo- *static* -able to hold ou- *zzzz* -end help!" She sends the message to anyone located in the Omicrons..the last thing seen before the screen cuts out is another Primary Order Hathor jumping in front of the Lyoko moments after dropping cruise, the camera cutting out as the weapons fire takes the comms radar off clean. A ping is sent out of the Lyoko's last location in Omicron Delta.
Upon anyone getting to the area, they'd get the scans of the once standing Lyoko Order Primary gunship, now broken in to five parts, its engines completely destroyed and one missing entirely, most likely part of the scrap field around it, no life signs were found, including the AI network completely fried; as well as the black box having a massive hole in it where a weapon's round hit, anything left of the data banks shows the ships assaulted it, the reason unknown why friendly fire of such magnitude was used.
// Before anyone starts posting and asking around about Order attacking each other, this was planned 1-2 weeks in advanced between myself, Noraim and Moveit56, anyone is free to respond to this as they wish.
The ship stopped shaking as it dropped out of cruise in the vicinity of the scrap field, it's sensors carefully sweeping the area. It was a visibly new, but already scratched here and there, Conference gunboat. It's captain was sitting on his seat in the middle of the bridge and scratching his chin.
- I already love this place. - he mumbled to himself. - Garry, locate the black box. - Aye, cap.
Colin kept observing the debris from his seat, wondering what could cause the Order to kill their own. Not that this was something suprising, but it bugged him anyway.
- Black box is dead ahead, cap. Seems like it's damaged, but we should be able to salvage something. - Good. Jane, get it onboard, please. - On it, dear.
Colin frowned, but remained silent. The ship slowly approached the balck box on it's impulse engines before opening it's cargo bay and tractoring it inside.
- Black box onboard, honey. - Meh... Good. Set course to Freeport 11, I don't want to stay here any longer. Garry, be so nice and start getting wathever you can out of this box. - Aye, cap.
The ship started to shake slightly as the cruise engines started to charge. All Colin was thinking about was a glass of Ale at the Freeport's bar. "May all the supernatural folks bless us" - he thought. - "I bet I'm going to regret this soon enough."
Within the perimeter of the Zeta jump hole on the far side of Omicron Delta, the Amunet drifted with its engines to minimum thrust, performing test runs on its modified cargo bay outfitted to hold a small wing of interceptors.
Surveillance picked up a transmission from one of the Stingers in the system. On the bridge, the Comm Agent receives the message and turns to Liara"Admiral, one of our stingers picked up something you might want to see."
She directed her attention to him for a moment and nodded"On screen, Agent. Let's see what we've got."she replied and looked towards the monitor on the starboard side. The Stinger pilot comes up on screen and salutes "Greetings ma'am. We found a wreck out in the middle of nowhere several clicks from the Freeport asteroid field. Looks like this bird took a hell of a beating, and atop everything else, both it's beacon is fried and the black box is missing."
Liara seemed a tad bit unimpressed as she shifted in her seat"There are quite a few casualties out here, pilot. Why's this one different ?"
The pilot hesitated for a moment"It is-..it was a Hathor class, one of ours."the pilot then shifts the video feed to live footage from the guncam. He approached one of the wreck's pieces floating about where another interceptor was poking around and zoomed in on the half-burnt tag"It's the Lyoko, ma'am."
The camera panned to reveal the entire wreckage, sensors picking up nothing in regards to life pods anywhere around the ship.
Liara's gaze widened as she slowly stood up from her seat and took a few steps towards the monitor."Frank, send word to all Stingers already deployed and launch the remaining ones. Calculate possible escape pod trajectories, I want them scouring every rock in this system for survivors and retreat immediately after they're done regardless if they find anyone or not."she mumbled towards the Comm Agent before slowly starting to pace away and head to her quarters.
Something would seem up once checking the wreck fully over and if the black box was scanned for what was left, the pods were indeed launched but the area of the remaining scrap showed that someone had arrived and taken the pods before hand. More so, the AI of the ship, Lyoko itself, was completely gone, taken as well from someone before hand. The screen would pick up traces of another ship that was near by a few days ago, as its remaining ejected used fuel was still in space. Zoner class vessel, seemed to be a cruiser class; whatever it was, that's where Stone must be, before hand however, if Grey and her wing checked the remaining files, she found that she indeed panicked during her being wanted to meet a certain person. Upon her leaving, the other agents tracked her down and tried to bring her back by force.
Lyoko rested quietly in her hub on the new ship that she was resting on, looking over the medically bed ridden Stone quietly before sighing. Pausing as something pinged over her systems, and walking from the medical room; into the hall way. Checking what it was; only to see Amunet Primary fleet cruiser and Greys Stinger wing. Thinking for a moment before sending a ping back to the Amunet soon after. It was a short message; hopefully however Grey would follow it. Once sending it, Lyoko stood and went to speak with someone else on the ship, the one taking care of Stone. "Jessica, you might wish to speak to Grey once I'm done." She states as she enters the room, waiting for the female to respond before giving her the transmission link.
Transmission to recipients: Grey and Jessica Wrote:{ Transmitter Online }
{ Sending uplinked information }
{ ID: L.Y.O.K.O Artificial Intelligence }
{ Grey, this is a message to let you know we're safe, me and Stone are both, however I am unable to transmit a location as my hub is heavily damaged and I am unable to get a solid location. Beyond that, the current caretaker of Stone wishes to speak with you in person if possible. She is safe also I will note, heavily injured but recovering rather well so far. If possible, I will send the caretaker of Stone this way so you may speak with her and get a location. I'm keeping an eye on Stone and will continue to do so until she is able to respond on her own. }
{ Leaving comm tracer open to new recipients: Grey, Jessica, Stone }
{ Access granted to: Replying ability, message access board and person to person talking }
{ L.Y.O.K.O AI returning to standby }
Once Jessica got the link, Lyoko returned to monitoring Stone, sitting on one of the two chairs in her room, thinking quietly to itself. "Lets hope this does not end in fighting.."
As the message was indeed received, a reply was yet to come untill only after several hours. In the end, the link once again signaled a transmission. Upon being accessed, the screen displayed live video feed.
Grey stood before the camera in her standard issue order attire, though the background seemed like she was in her quarters, away from everyone else.
She paused for a moment, unsure if there even was anyone left on the transmission link to see her message or reply.
"Greetings, to whomever this might reach. I don't believe I need to introduce myself, but if that might be the case, I'm the one interested in recovering my agent. As previously informed, I'm aware she is currently with -you-. I'd like to arrange a meeting to further discuss this if possible. As a side note, I also wish to inquire if whoever's taking care of Stone is the same as the one who removed Lyoko's blackbox from it's wreck. That will be all for now, untill I receive word.."
The transmission then goes idle, awaiting for feedback from the other side as the channel remained open.
Glancing over at the system with the idle channel. Quickly going over the message which was sent just a few hours ago. A quiet sigh can be heard.
Ah yes, I knew I would be getting something from you at some point. While we indeed haven't met directly, i've heard a few things from Aelita. Of course I never interrogated her, so she merely told what I know of her own free will. I'm sure it's nothing you need to worry about. Secretive type and all of that. To be honest with you dear, I never liked this sort of communication. I'd much rather meet in person. Say a freeport perhaps?
Regretfully from how things are going right now, Aelita can't really even stand without a lot of effort, she's resting as much as she can still. To be honest with you dear, i'm willing to let your agent here do what she pleases. I'm not going to stand in her way if she wants to get back to business with you guys, as that's her decision. I'm also not going to convince her that she has to go back either.
At any rate, we can discuss this more in person. What do you say about Freeport 11? I'd prefer Freeport 10, but I suppose any of them work for me. You're a bit tighter than I am on location i'd assume.
Your last question. Removing the black box? Good question. Another discussion on the table, eh? I'll be seeing you soon dear. Send that date. I'll be there. Eventually.
"Recent political implications prevent me from departing almost anywhere. However, I do believe we can arrange a meeting despite that, depending on how far are you willing to go. If you wish to go on with it, make your way to Freeport 11, docking bay D-23, where and Agent will be waiting to transport you to the meeting site. Safe flying and looking forward to meeting you, hopefully."
