"Can you feel it?" ... the old man wispered. Again in a louder voice and now looking at me he said: "Can you feel it!? The "Untergang" has come!
*A group of people huddled in the safe room as the sound of mortars, turrets and sieging weapons filled the silence. The sound of the imploding fighters accompanied by brief screams over the radio filled the air. Than came the silence.*
"Can you feel it!" ... the old man now in my face shouted ... "Dreher has returned! His cursed ship thirsting for blood! His weapons violently knocking at our doors! His crew howling as they anticipate to take everything we have. Our women and children, our card.. uhm... rations, our money... " I could hear my heart pounding. The old man had now sunk back in to his place on the floor. He looked at me, and now with a more serious look on his face: "Can you feel it? The anger? The pain? The fear? We sit here and hide, as our bravest fight a monster out there... A monster that will stop at nothing to achieve what it wants!" "I - I am not like those fools!" ... I shouted. I got up and looked at him with a serious look. My heart was still pounding... O - One day you will see."
"Can you feel it?" ... one last time the old man whispered, now with a grin on his face... "The Course of Revenge."
*a pounding at the door* "Mein Major!" ... a toneless female voice called. "Hmpt... Ja Schatten?" Jens replied. A woman opened the door and entered... "We have entered Sigma-13 and are now heading towards the station." Proceed!" Jens ordered, as he got up from his bed. "Fire up the cloak generators... and Schatten... no accidents this time!" "Verstanden." Schatten replied, with an rare uncertainty in her voice.
The Red Hessian Battleship that was now making it's way through the explosive gas clouds of Sigma-13, was none other than the RHB-Untergang. Once the proud flagship of the Red Hessian Army, now an outcast among the Omegas. The former Major Paul Stein pushed Jens to lead the Army. However, Jens suffering from a cardamine addiction could not handle the responsibility. The more power he gained, the more members of the Army would call him a mad man. After fleeing the Army on his flagship, Jens went in to hiding. His crew and firsthand, Anastasia Schatten, only loyal to him for they feared his methods. This mad man had become a monster, feeding on the weak. He had transformed the "Untergang" to fit his liking. Spikes and a naval ram made the "Untergang" in to horrifying sight. Jens' health condition had gotten worse recently, due to his uncontrollable addiction to cardamine. The result were unpredictable outbursts of anger, loss of control and unforgiving cruelty.
As Jens walked up to the bridge, he thought to himself: "I knew it... I just knew it... It's all her fault! Arrrghh..." *Jens broke down on his knees as he cleared his throat* "not you too, Schatten! Not you too..." Jens could smell it in the air. The whispers on the ship... A new power has risen in the Omegas... The rumor of Jens' health had reached every ear on the ship. The talk could be heard in every corridor. What would become of the crew if Jens met his fate? Surely they could not return to the Army! "HEINRICH! It's all your fault... I will show you true power!" *Jens looked up as he had arrived at the bridge* He was surprised to see Schatten and his crew looking at him with shocked pail faces. It seems he had been thinking aloud... too loud. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?" Jens shouted in rage. "BATTLE STATIONS YOU USELESS SCUM!"
The crew scattered and took their positions as Jens walked up to Schatten. "Today Schatten, I will come with you as you board the station. Today, I will show no mercy.
Today, all will learn to fear my name. The name of Jens Dreher."
*loud sirens could be heard throughout the station*
I reached in to the inside pocket of my cloak, to see if my blaster was loaded. In that exact moment the doors flung open! A group of armed men stormed the room, as I quickly let the weapon slid back in to the pocket. Pointing their weapons at us, they shouted at us to get up and move outside the room. Violently we were forced down the hallway to one of the docking bays. The men escorting us kept pushing us to move faster, holding the gun to our heads if we were moving too slow. All of a sudden a gunshot was fired off behind me! I turned around to see what happened. The old man from the safe room was lying dead on the ground. "He wasn't moving fast enough!" ... one of the men shouted. "Move faster!"
We arrived at docking bay "1313". It seemed the whole station was forced to this docking bay. A group of men stood at the entrance, searching all who entered for valuables and weapons. My blaster was no exception. One of the guards shouted: "He is coming!". Quickly the other guards forced us to stand in lines, as if we were on a slave auction. This whole time they forced us to keep our hands behind our heads, to prevent us from attempting anything stupid.
The whole room was silent. Not a sound to be heard. All of a sudden, one could hear the sound of heavy boots walking through the hallway. It was coming closer. Stiff, precise steps. The steps of a master tactician. A child behind me began to cry. I could feel a shiver down my spine. Was I going to be face to face with him?
Name: Anastasia Schatten Call sign: the "Shrike" Gender: Female Date of birth: 7th of January, 795 A.S Place of birth: Freital Affiliation: Jens Dreher and the rogue RHB-Untergang
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
Height: 180 Skin: Pale Hair: Black color Eyes: Brown color Other: Permanent face-painting to hide scars, most likely inflicted by Jens Dreher. Rather slim, flexible and fit body with average female muscle mass.
SKILLS:
- Leadership experience as firsthand of Jens Dreher himself. However, works best alone.
- Deadly fighter pilot and duelist.
- Capable capital ship pilot.
- Well versed in the arts of piracy.
- Experienced in coordinated group fighting efforts, with both larger and smaller strike forces and ship classes.
- Great understanding of ship and tech components. Capable of light repairs and installation of modification to weapons and ship.
- Has her way with guns and knives. Also can stay her ground in hand to hand, but prefers to "work with tools".
SHIP & EQUIPMENT:
RH-GM40 "Odin", the "Shrike":
2 x CP-m "Debilitator" Civilian Improved MK I Pulse Cannon
4 x CG-24a "Purple Goddess" Civilian Particle Chain Gun
1 x CD98a "Mosquito" Cruise Disruptor Missile Launcher
1 x MX-17 "Nuclear" Mine Dropper
1 x TCM-1a "Fortress" Countermeasure Dropper
SG-e2 "Advanced Champion" Graviton Shield
VP-E9 Engine MKI
Standard Armor
Advanced Cargo Scanner
Cheetah Thruster
BACKGROUND:
Born on Freital, Anastasia was formed by a harsh environment. Speed, precision and rage is what every pilot was taught and was the reason the Hessians were feared by all who were part of the "Uncut Diamond business". Her parents, like most on Freital, raised her in to the family business of piracy. A large operation that brought constant income and was largely lead by the Army itself. Anastasia however would rarely go out on piracy raids together with her fellow Hessian brothers and sisters. She had always preferred to work alone and quickly earned the reputation of a troublemaker, successfully pulling off major strikes against "Daumann Heavy Construction" in the Omegas. Her single handed success brought her to the attention of the then Red Hessian Army Major, Jens Dreher, who made her to his personal enforcer. Anastasia, who at the time was searching for a sense of purpose, willingly followed each and every order given by Dreher. However, not even she could meet his expectations and would often suffer verbal and physical abuse inflicted by Dreher. Over the years, Dreher taught her many things that have formed her to what she is today. From fighting hand to hand, or abusing an enemy's movement in a fighter duel, to controlling people to do her bidding and using fear as a method of leadership. But all of this has not come without a price. Anastasia became cold and emotionless over the years, all this according to Dreher's plan. In time, Dreher started to trust her more, and the former tight grip started to loosen, but it never came off.
After Dreher went rogue, she continued to serve as his firsthand aboard the RHB-Untergang, where she has been serving up till this day.
GOALS:
Break free from the tight life she has been living, and experience Freedom.
Make up for betrayal by rejoining the Red Hessian Army.
Further the Revolution, using all of her gathered experience and skill.
"Never trust anyone!" These were the words Dreher had drilled in to Anastasia head for all this time.
These were the words of the man who trusted Anastasia the most.
The body was still warm. His face frozen in the shocked state he had when he died. The blade still sticking through his body with his hand wrapped around the front, as if he could stop his fate. The blood still dripping down his body unto the floor of his quarters. Anastasia stared in to the face of the now dead Jens Dreher with a grin on her face. The man who had helped her become who she is. A man she had learned to hate more than anything in her life now dead. She took a deep breath. Her heart still racing, her body still under the adrenalin of the past event. She could now feel the power that she had been yearning for at the tip of her hands. Dreher just had gone to his quarters to prepare for the boarding ahead of them. The time, the place and the moment was just right. So Anastasia who was the only other person to have access to these quarters, decided to take action and end the suffering.
After taking a moment to gather her thoughts, she dragged the bloody dripping body over to captains quarters escape pod. "How convenient", she thought to herself as she ejected the monster out of the Untergang.
Anastasia went straight over to Dreher's desk where she opened up the communication channel.
Gnädige Annabelle Heinrich, Generalmajor der Roten Hessen Armee,
Dreher is dead. Though we have never met in person, you may have heard of me. When Dreher led the Armee, it was I who enforced his commands. When he fled the Omegas, it was I who cleared the path. While Dreher was a deserter, I was the traitor.
I have always longed to further the Revolution in every way possible, but my actions have made me worthless and unworthy to be even associated with such glory. I have decided to put an end to this madness. I will now set course to Vogtland. If on arrival you decide to destroy me, so be it. "Ich werde ernten was ich gesät habe." If you, Generalmajor, decide to show mercy, I will serve the Armee beyond death, as you see fit. Either way, I accept my fate.
Sender: Generalmajor Annabelle Heinrich Recipient: Anastasia Schatten Source: [ᚲᛚᚨᛋᛋᛁᚠᛁᛖᛞ]
Subject: Return Priority: High Encryption: ᚢᚾᛒᚱᛖᚨᚴᚨᛒᛚᛖ
Schatten...
Dreher... I was beginning to forget, perhaps along with everyone else associated with him. Return to Vogtland, before we discuss your reinstatement, I want to know every detail of his disappearance to his demise.
Signed, Generalmajor
A. Heinrich
Rote Hessen Armee