@Tank, I posted this before i asked you in RL. I'll make my own thread when you finish your thread, i need to check all the info on FIREFLIGHT and stuff. We should make a thread like the ones made for Virus and Kane to RP together.
I am a long-absent Supreme Commander, Executive Commander, Grand Admiral, Fleet Admiral, and Captain in the mighty Hellfire Legion. I have returned, and am on an urgent mission from Drake Thastus to return the Legion to its former glory, and to claim the galaxy for its own. Only then will I be able to rest.
RP Story (Still deciding whether or not to finish)
Drake stepped off of the first landing craft to reach the surface of what they now called, Planet Manhattan in the New York system. This is it, it had better be worth all weve been through. Drake looked over his shoulder and saw John Kyle and what looked like a platoon of infantry. He looked up into the blue sky and watched as a swarm of landing craft descended. He gazed out to the east and caught in his eyes a bright blue ocean, dotted with tall islands, many mountains stood in the west.
Drake could see snow glazing the tops of the fifteen thousand foot mountains his eyes were locked up. Birds chirped happily gliding through the air, the sun of Manhattan was very much like Earths, only younger and brighter. It almost looked healthier in some regard. Hey Drake you wanna help us get this gear off the craft! John Kyle shouted, he was lifting a heavy crate that looked packed with ammunition.
Oh, yeah sorry. Drake dashed to the landing craft and picked a crate out of the craft. Ugh. Drake grunted, the crate was lighter than he expected it, lighter than he remembered it. He tried to jump in the air and found himself leaving the ground with ease, the gravity was somewhat lighter here than on Earth.
Hey Drake, playing hopscotch? John teased; he set the crate down on a nearby rock and moved to get another one.
The colonization went on for the longest time, after nearly a millennium the colonies were alive.
Eight hundred years later (approximately)
Drake Thastus, no different than he was hundreds of years ago. He stood in the Liberty Navy headquarters, it was located on the northern continent and surrounded by tall skyscrapers and grassy plains on the areas of the planet that werent populated. Hed been called here to receive command of his own ship. It was something hed been waiting for, for a long time, to command a crew and lead them into battle.
The only problem was, his mission, crew, and ship were classified and there was no war to fight. Drake had been serving in the Navy for the last five hundred years and no one had ever heard of him. Hed saved countless lives and taken many more, fighting in some skirmishes and defeating terrorists. I wonder what ship Im getting? They said I might get the Osiris; damn Id love to get something that cloaks. Or I could get stuck with that ragna whatever the hell it is. Who the hell cares about prototype shields
Drakes thoughts were interrupted by the loud voice of the Vice Admiral of the Liberty Navy. Drake Thastus, welcome to the Liberty Navy headquarters! You know why youre here so lets get down to business. You have been assigned command of the LNS Ragnarok. It is a prototype battleship known as the spyglass. It is designed for heavy recon into enemy territory and sports a shield generator.
Drakes heart sank, hed been hoping for command of the Osiris but now he was stuck with some scout ship. Vice Admiral, sir, with all due respect I asked for command of the OsirisI mean Ive been serving for nearly a thousand years in your Navy surely I should be able to get whatever ship I want.
The Vice Admiral, was a short man with blonde hair and hazel eyes. He wore the typical blue dress uniform with medals. A mustache sat upon his face and small goatee was anchored to his chin. He stroked the mustache deep in thought, Drake, I know youve been serving for a long timeBut the Osiris just isnt ready for command it still needs fine tuning. Believe me Drake I would give you that ship if I could. But some higher up in the brass are afraid of you.
Afraid of me!? Drake lost control of his mouth, but quickly regained it. ISir, why would people be afraid of me?
Some believe youre too powerful, being well what you are and what your friends areSuper soldiers. The Vice Admiral paused, I know like a few others that you are no threat to Liberty or anyone and that you would die for us. But others, the more paranoid fear the power that was given to you.
Drake sighed, he was content now to take the Ragnarok, hed seen the designs of it before and it looked straightforward. I understand sir; I suppose I should be thankful for getting the Ragnarok.
The Vice Admiral motioned for Drake to follow him; he led Drake down a hallway to what looked like a hangar. This transport ship is gonna take you to the Alaska system, the Ragnarok will be at a top secret shipyard.
Weeks later, Drake stood aboard the LNS Ragnarok glaring out into the darkness of the Connecticut system. Hed been sent there to conduct war games against a Liberty battle group. Alright, arm holographic weapons. Raise shields! Drake barked, his men scurried into action together each manning their stations. Take us about, to heading 7d cruise speed.
The Ragnarok, a long slender ship a large tri engine system connected to the main body of ship by a long almost rod like body. The front of the Ragnarok was a half bowl shape with Liberty Stripes on it. Drake could see four liberty cruisers and two dreadnoughts waiting for him at thirty kilometers ahead. Target the first cruiser and send a pair of mortars at them, I want all of our laser turrets focusing on the LNS George Washington.
Aye sir. The young Marcus Williams answered; he had a decent build and brown hair and brown eyes. Hed just been promoted to tactical officer of the Ragnarok; Drake thought he was capable pilot and amazing gunner the best Drake had seen in a while.
Lets try to give them chance guys, let em live at least thirty seconds. Drake said cockily.
Marcus chuckled under his breath, he studied the screen on the console before him a pair of crosshairs lined up on the liberty cruiser and he fired his mortars at the cruiser. His screen lit up saying, confirmed kill. The holographic rounds took out the allotted structural integrity, Marcus directed the laser turrets on the first Liberty dreadnought. He watched a red meter that displayed how much more the enemy dreadnought could take. It was dropping quickly and viciously.
Needless to say the war game didnt last long and Drake defeated the other Liberty Navy group with little trouble. You see Marcus? That was easy. Drake said confidently.
This chapter is a little rushed and short but no worries.
CHAPTER 3
He can no longer be trusted, and with the rising threat coming from the order. We may be forced into a bad situation if they get their hands on the Ragnarok. A man said, he was short with red hair and black eyes and tan skin.
Drake Thastus is an asset to the Liberty Navy he has to remain a part of it! The Vice Admiral of the fleet was at this secret meeting, hed just slammed his fist down on a nearby table. His real name was Jason Malone, You cant just simply kill him and his team just because he could be a risk. Hes served longer than weve been alive.
Im sorry Jason, but hes lived long enough. And is a threat to all of Liberty he must be killed. And his team. The man said; the mans name was Robert Smith. He was the Secretary of Defense for Liberty.
You are a self righteous bastard you know that! Just because he could be a threat youre gonna kill him! Well here. Jason practically leapt to his feet and threw a hand to the table a paper in it. My resignation and as of now I no longer work for Liberty.
Roberts face looked grim, Fine, but youve made a mistake. You are not leaving here until the execution is complete. We have agents aboard the Ragnarok and the various vessels where the others are.
(*)
Marcus Williams stood in the radio room aboard the Ragnarok following his orders waiting for a transmission from Manhattan. Cmon this is getting boring. The console before him lit up and starting beeping. A transmission came through, Attention agents execute Thastus now! Marcus turned pale, he bolted into the halls and ran for the bridge. Colonel! Colonel Thastus! Marcus shouted.
Drake, who at the time had been planning star charts, jerked his head around to see Marcus shouted wildly. Marcus, whats going on? Drake asked concerned.
Marcus was breathing heavily and his voice somewhat raspy, Colonel, I was watching the comm and got a transmission from high command, giving the order to execute you!
Drake was in disbelief, You cant be serious. Drake replied.
Sir, its true theyre trying to kill you. Marcus warned.
Drake let a depressed sigh, I shouldve listened to Jason Drake ordered his men to bring the Ragnarok about; he was in orbit over Planet Las Angeles. He caught out of the corner of his eye a man drawing a pistol. He pulled his own sidearm out and shot the man in the chest. Marcus hit the helm get us the hell out of here now!
Marcus didnt even pause to nod before taking the helm of the Ragnarok and setting a course for Magellan. Sir Ive got four Liberty battle groups headed our way! Marcus continued scanning, Twelve Cruisers and four dreadnoughts with fifty plus fighters.
Drake turned pale, Damnit, raise shields and jump to Magellan.
Drake was frenzied scrambling his men around to their respective positions and readying the guns. Whats their ETA? Drake inquired
Marcus studied his console, ETA five minutes sir.
The Ragnarok was in a deep ice field, running from several Liberty Battle groups. This field was supposedly the home of the infamous Lane Hackers. Take us about, head straight for the fleet, deploy all fighters.
Marcus didnt say a word he set the Ragnarok on a course the for the several Liberty battle groups. Their shields up and superior engines and weapons also readied. Drake took a deep breath watching the Liberty fleet headed towards his ship. He watched his fighters streak towards the fleet. Marcus, lob a pair of mortars at the lead dreadnought and throw turret fire at their support group.
Marcus again followed orders unloading everything on the Liberty group. The mortars tore into the hull of the Liberty command ship; the mortars tore a hole into the solid boron plating of the command ship several meters in front of the main engine core starting a nuclear reaction. The mortar made a direct hit into their reactor sir!
The computers on the Ragnarok began to scream, their shielding was going down it was at 50% of its normal strength and their power supply was depleting. Prep my fighter. Drake ordered, one of the crewmen hustled to the comm and relayed the order to the flight crew. Drake stepped into the elevator and headed down to the flight deck.
He had a new prototype fighter, it was LSF but hed managed to get his hands on it. It was a stealth fighter designed for intense combat situations. The Raven Claw. He climbed into the cockpit and powered up the fighter. The once full fighter bay was now empty, every last Guardian and Defender was in the air engaging the enemy fleet.
Drake took off into the melee, it was brutal the Ragnarok was slugging it out with an entire Liberty group and his fighters although superior were being slaughtered. He lined up a shot on a defender and pulled the trigger on his flight stick. Lasers and plasma burst out of his fighter, shredding his target. One down Drake locked onto the forward gun on a Liberty cruiser and loosed a Sunslayer torpedo. It hit home and a massive explosion followed.
Drakes comm screeched to life a transmission from the bridge of the Ragnarok, Colonel, our shields are down and the hull is buckling. We have to retreat!
Damnit, all fighters prepare to land on and get ready to jump! Drake sighed, he turned his fighter around and as he did his sensors lit up seventy plus fighters were headed towards the fleet.
This is Captain Scot Davis of the Lane Hackers, need some help here? A voice called over the comm.
Drake watched as nearly a hundred dagger light fighters slammed into the battle group swatting all the Liberty fighters down and blasting through several of the capital ships. Thanks for the help lets drive these b*sta*ds out of here! Drake cried triumphantly. He unloaded a dozen more torpedoes on the secondary command ship shredding the main structure.
The battle ended, all the fighters were landed back on the Ragnarokthe ones that made it anyways. Out of fifty fighters only ten made it back and they were severely damaged and the Ragnarok was missing most of his outer hull. The Lane Hackers brought the Ragnarok to their home systemVespucci, and to their shipyards for repairs.
Drake stood on what they called America Base, looking out at his ship undergoing repairs. Scot Davis walked up alongside him, So whats your story? I didnt get a chance to ask about it during the fight.
Drake looked Scot in the eye, I was an officer in the Liberty Navy for a long timeand they betrayed me.
Scot looked on solemnly, Sorry to hear itthose Liberty scum they are just self centered sycophantic materialists.
Thats one way to put it Why did you help me? Drake asked.
An enemy of liberty is a friend of the Lane Hackers. That and you have a lot of top secret Liberty techour techs can make more of it. We can make more of those super fighters youve got and put them to good use against the Liberty scum. Scot said
Sounds like a good ideafor now I wanna lay low and just relax for a while. Get my men together and repair my ship. Drake replied
The Liberty Navy high command had gathered in the command headquarters, they were waiting for the President, President Jacobi was on her way to meet the navy admiralty to address the situation of Drake Thastus. Robert Smith and the other high ranking admirals were present and a few Liberty Security Force officials were there along with the commander of the Liberty Police Incorporated. The Presidents ETA is five minutes sir. Said a young secretary, she was speaking to Robert.
Five minutes passed with little activity, the doors to the conference room hissed open and the President of Liberty walked in. She was with a few aides and several armed guards, Good Evening Gentlemen, your messenger was a bit vague.
Good evening Madame President, there is a threat in Sirius to all LibertyHave you heard stories of the Super Soldiers that helped the Alliance escape Earth? Robert asked the President.
Who hasnt? Jacobi replied, she was easy going as far as a president could be.
Well, theyre true, and Drake Thastus has gone rouge on Libertywe tried to stop him but he escaped with an experimental new ship and cost us several battle groups Robert said grimly.
Slow down, you couldnt tell me this over the secure channel? Jacobi paused, Find him and deal with him She said plainly, Jacobi was a simple person and didnt take long to make decisions she would come up with a plan and execute it quickly. Which was why shed been elected President and why the people were moving to have the constitution changed so She could go for a third term in office.
Robert looked flustered, Madame President, you need to see our plans and approve them
I see no need to Robert, I am not a military strategist and this is all classified information. No political gain from it, just keeping Liberty safe. Do your job and I will go and do mine, do what you have to stop him Jacobi answered promptly before leaving with her group.
You heard the lady, all of you get busy.
(*)
The LNS-Antares was sitting in orbit over Denver, its commanderJohn Kyle; the Antares was a stealth cruiser with a basic Liberty Navy armament. Johns crew had earlier dispatched a small Liberty Battle group and series of assassins and had begun gathering all the information they could on the source of the attack. Anything yet Jacobs? John asked impatiently
The comm bands show ten of the twelve are dead sirDrake Thastus made it out alive and is hiding in the Magellan area. Jacobs replied.
Damnitcan we get to Magellan?
Sorry sir, they have the new satellites up and running we cant get anywhere near the Magellan Jump gate in California Jacobs responded.
All John could think about at this point was getting this mess straitened out and getting back to his family, he had two sons that were adults in the Liberty navy and his wife was supervisor at Interspace Commerce. He needed to find Drake and come up with a plan, there were details he was unsure about and things he needed to know. Get to New York, theres an abandoned Jump gate to Magellan there in the Badlands.
Aye sir. The Helm officer replied he turned the Antares to the New York jump hole in the Colorado system and readied all weapons for engagement.
(*)
Drake stood in the observation lounge on America Base, he looked out at the Ragnarok sitting beautifully, the light streaming over the bow and reflecting into the lounge. How much longer will the repairs take? Drake inquired an officer whod just stepped into the lounge.
They are saying three days at this point sir, your personal fighter however is ready for service. The reason I am here sir is we received a coded message on the military band. Its from a Jason Malone in the Liberty Navy. The officer replied.
Thank you, Drake sat at a table and pulled up a computer. He turned it on and Jasons face appeared. What could you possibly want?
Thank God youre alive Drake, I opposed the attack on you in every way I could. I resigned from the Navy and I am headed to your position as of now. I managed to get a hold of a IMG Frigate in Magellan it is unarmed and has severe damagebut I needed a ship. Jason said.
Really? So whats your motive? Trying to help? Drake asked doubtfully.
Jason took a deep breath, One other super soldier survived, John Kylehe and the Antares are stuck in New Yorkthe Liberty Navy sealed off all exits from the system and I wanted to mount a rescue
Drake hit a few keys on the computer, There coordinates for Vespucci, get here and the Lane Hackers will get your Frigate up and running.
Jason Malone stood aboard the newly christened Zuikaku if translated from Japanese it meant Fortunate Crane Jason thought it accurate because he was fortunate to escape from the other Admirals. She is a damn fine ship, Jason paused and took a breath he looked Drake in the eyes, Drake Im sorry this happened I tried to stop them
Drake let a sigh of frustration, Jason, I dont care what happenedafter spilling my blood on the grass of my home for those ungrateful bastardsI dont trust anyone
I can understand that Drake, but I am here to helpthey betrayed us both, if they do this to the most valuable member of the navy what would they do to me? Malone said, I need to stop them before it goes to far
I know exactly what Im going to do, those scum are going to pay for thisI served them for 1000 years and they betray me. Once my ship is ready, I will be paying a visit to Manhattanand dealing with these fools Drake said coldly, his voice was full of menace and rage.
Jason replied quickly to Drake, We cannot go down that road Drake; this doesnt need to be a war.
Its too late Jason, they fired the first shotand now I am beyond prepared to fire back. Drake replied firmly.
Jason couldnt think of the words to saythere was nothing he could say to stop Drakes inevitable rampage, he knew Drake was right though. Sometimes you gotta your hands dirty and deal justice to those who have invoked its wrath. Jason thought
A week passed, Drake had launched from Vespuccihe was on a direct course for Manhattan, after the nomad wars Manhattan was much harder to get close to, but his IFF read Liberty Navy still so he was fine. Drake landed not on a designated zone but on a hillside outside the Liberty political headquarters. Several of the Admiralty were visiting the President no doubt to discuss the ongoing increase in Outcast attacks.something about a Duke named, Bernard Fokke (Nightfall hope you dont mind my referencing you).
Drake had brought with him a high powered sniper rifle; it used tachyon surges to deliver maximum range and lethality. He focused the scope, several figures emerged from the headquarters including those whom had sentenced him to death. And the President herself, he wasnt going to shoot her but the Admirals were going to die
Drake squeezed the trigger on his rifle, a tachyon stream blazed forward from the barrel followed by many others in a flasheight of the fourteen Admirals visiting the President were deadincluding the Secretary of Defense. Drakes rage was enacted he fired one more shot at Jacobi, it hit her in the right hip.
Alarms went off all over the planet Defenders and Guardians were soaring above Manhattan; Drake wasnt getting out without a fight. But he had an ace up his sleeve, being alive for a thousand years had its perkshe knew the vulnerability of every Liberty sensor battery and with the help of his stealth generator he could get out with no trouble. He scrambled to his fighter and practically dove into the cockpit and took off into the sky headed out at full speed, the Antares was awaiting him and his friend John Kyle was ready to get him back to Vespucci. He was amazed by all he saw in orbit over Manhattan, there were at least four Dreadnoughts and an innumerable amount of new Avenger class fighters waiting for him. Drake located the Antares unique IFF and docked aboard it
John Kyle set course for Vespucci not exchanging many words with Drake other than the standard what the hell is going on here
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