"This is foxtrot-sixteen, coming in hot. I repeat coming in hot." Streaks of hot plasma, and neutrons flew past the heavily damaged Templar, it took left turn.
Another Templar sat three clicks out, all systems but life support were off, quietly watching as the two Kusari ships chase the heavily damaged Templar. "Come on...." the damaged Templar took a sharp right, plasma just missing it. "Come on...."
Hot plasma continued to streak by the damaged Templar. Neutron struck the shielding.
The damaged Templar shot past the Templar that was offline, along with the two Kusari ships. The offline Templar roared to life, along with a wing.
"∥何か∥ ? あなたはこれを読んでいるか?" One of the Kusarians said.
"What the? Are you reading this?"
"はい、私は同様にそれを見ました。.." Said the other Kusarian
"Yes, I saw it as well..."
The Kusari ships broke their engagement and turned their fighters about ignoring the smoking Templar still heading towards the Derby. "Who might you be?" One of the Kusarians said.
"I'm Austin Goodmen, lad. And you...are completely...out numbered and out gunned, oh might I also say...Out smarted?" Austin was smiling behind helmet he wore. "All ships, Carina, Regina, Imperatix! Weapons Free!"
"What? They're...Gah! Engage at will!" the lead Kusarian shouted. The Chimera's both broke out from a dead stop, trying to flank the sides of Bretonian wing. The Bretonian wing, lead by Lieutenant Goodmen opened up with Tachyon bursts. Hitting the shieldings of the Kusari vessels............
**
"Good day sir, could you patch me to Admiral Kerr?"
"Erhm, Sorry chap. As of this moment, I'm the only one to talk to."
"Ah, Right...We need a deployment of Armed Forces at Douglas station. It's underattack by a Corsair battleship."
"Battleship you say?" His Templar flew through the Cambridge Jumphole.
"Aye, they could use some help."
"Copy, Tell them I'm enroute now..."
Austin switched off the communications. A few minutes later he was in Omega-3. Hitting cruise he made his ship head straight to Douglas station, which was apparently, from Intel, was currently underattack and needed assistance. He arrived at the station to find it...surprisingly in one piece and unharmed. Switching the communications back on he started talking.
"Sir. Douglas station seems alright, can I get the actual coordinates of the battle?"
"Sector C-D 2-3."
"Aye, thank you, Enroute as we speak."
He switched off the communications once again. "Bloody hell.." He said with a light sigh as he swung his ship around and headed to the newly updated coordinates. Upon arrival he could see the distance explosion of bombers slamming anti-matter into the battleships shielding, then hull. In his lone Templar he decided it was best to try and help in any way he could.
"Carina! Regina! Imperatix!" He shouted over the local channel, and sent his ship diving straight into the enemy fire. Shield Failure, the computer buzzed. His Tachyon shots began hitting the hull of the enemy battleship as the bombers continued to rain mini-razors and anti-matter on it. Doing minimal damage but enough to scare any sane pirate.
His ship was hit hard. Which sent him spinning out of control for a few minutes, he recovered with his thrusters, turning about for a third run, going right into the enemy fire once more. After about ten runs his nano bots were spent, along his shield batteries. His ships hull was almost gone, the Templar sparking, anymore hits and he'll be in his lifepod.
After a few more minutes his Templar exploded. Just before his ship exploded, he pulled out in his lifepod.
"I think I need to invest in a bomber...." He mumbled, then start laughing as the pod drifted towards Freeport One.
**
"Thats one lads! Keep it up! One more eh?" He said, his voice filled enthusiasm. He turned the ship about and targeted the last Kusari vessel. Which just entered cruise. "Heh...Alright lads. He's fleeing."