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Not a fanfic just something that i made up, hope u like

NEW ENEMY

1. Without Warning

The 150m Sol Imperium Gunship Protector, was arrow shaped with short wings at the rear of the vessel and it had two drive nozzles. The Gunship was well armed and armoured; it had 24 heavy laser cannons, 6 laser cannons and 2 missile launchers. The small but powerful ship was on patrol in the Typhon Sector; it was the command ship of a three strong gunship patrol, the small patrol was in arrow formation with the Protector in the lead and the two other ships 100m back.

On the bridge of the Protector stood the patrol leader, commander Marie Smith; Marie was a short slender woman with long dark hair, which was tried in a braid that reached down to her slender hips, she was 30 years old, and had been in the navy since the age of 16. She was sat in her command chair reading a data pad when all hell broke loose.

A task force of 3 frigates strong jumped out of hyperspace right on top of the patrol and opened up with all forward guns. The gunship Titan was destroyed before they had a chance to return fire, before its small complement of fighters could launch.

Marie snapped her head round just in time to see the Titan explode on her left flank.

“Three frigates to the starboard commander” yelled the ensign in the sensor pit.

“Signal the Warlock” ordered Marie “Tell them launch fighters and lets get the hell out of here”

“All guns fire on the lead frigate. Launch fighters tell them to attack lead frigate”

“Sensors get whatever you can”

She watched the tactical screen has the eight fighters, four from both gunships, formed up and made a run on the lead frigate, they launched their torpedoes and switched to EMP pulse cannons, the torps exploded, overloading the frigates shields and the fast fighters began opening fire with their EMP pulse cannons which were designed to overload electronic systems.

“Commander, the Warlock report they are ready to jump, they are waiting for your signal” called comms

“Tell them to jump and order the fighter to follow us out”

She watched as the frigates broke formation, the on the left ran ahead trying to cut off the Warlock and the one to the right trying to do the same to the Protector, the centre frigate was left to deal with the small fighters that were harassing it. The Warlock jumped into hyperspace and the fighters began pulling back. Marie watched as one of the frigates Heavy Laser Cannons vaporised one of the fleeing fighters, then the Protector jumped into hyperspace.

2. Discovery

The Protector and the Warlock dropped out of hyperspace 12 light years from the ambush site, soon afterwards the remaining six fighter craft arrived from their hyper jump, each gunship picked up three, and the gunship patrol plotted a new hyper jump and disappeared into hyperspace.

Three hours later the reduced patrol reached its headquarters, a large space station in orbit around the sector capital, a planet called Furgan 4. The crew of the gunships were met with a sight of destruction, the space station, and the sector fleet was destroyed, cruiser, carrier, destroyer, and frigate hulks hung in orbit, destroyed and disabled fighters littered the surrounding space, fires could be seem on the planet even from the distance 100km in orbit. Marie watched as other gunship patrols most in worst shape than hers arrived at the sector HQ. Marie looked at the sensor board trying to find any surviving capital ship. She searched desperately for any sign of the Admiral’s carrier the Indomitable, but unable to see any sign within visual range, she was tempted to ask the sensor chief to search for it, but decided against it.

“Comms” she said “Find out who’s in charge around here”

The comm. Officer looked at her shocked, and turn away and started working on his console.

After several minutes he turned to face her “Commander you are the highest ranking officer in the system”

Marie nodded “Okay, tell the other patrols to spread out and pick up any survivors, sensors see if can find any functional capital ships in that mess, comms send a distress signal to High Command. Launch all fighters and set them up half on patrols and send a quarter to inspect the planet find out what’s intact down there, the remainder are to begin search of the wreckage for escape pods and disable capital ships and fighters, comms open me a channel”

“Yes ma’am” he flicked a switch “Channel open”

“This is commander Smith of the Protector, I want a report from all captains in two hours, reinforcements are on their way people, lets clean up this mess, Smith out” She nodded to the comm. Officer who shut off the channel.

“Commander we have signal from the frigate Orion”

“Put it through”

“This is captain Charles Maple of the frigate Orion” came a voice on the comm.

‘Captain report please” said Marie

“We have lost our engines and half of our weapons and our shields down, our commanding officer Commodore Brand is in sick bay. We have 18 fighters operational”

“Copy that Orion, can you lend us 12 fighters, for search and rescue operation?”

“Affirmative, shall we use the remain six for patrolling?”

“Affirmative Orion, we’ll send a gunship to tow you into formation and to protect you”

“Thank you Protector” the Captain hesitated briefly, his expression was one of relief and gratitude.

“Lieutenant, go aboard the frigate Orion and debrief him please” she said turning to her second in command. He nodded and turned marched off the bridge. She sat back and looked at the tactical display, mentally tallying the forces that she was now in command of.

“Commander a fighter, Gold 4, off the Warlock report that they have found an intact Recon fighter and three intact bulk transports on the planet’s surface”

“Send a pilot the get it off the ground it could be useful in finding surviving cap ships and fighters, if you find any survivors on the surface load them into two of the transports, and convert the other into an hospital ship.”

“Yes ma’am”


One hour later

“Ma’am the frigate Orion reports shields and engines repaired, and Lieutenant Jones is sending his debriefing report”

“Thank you, I’ll view it my ready room, John your with me”

“Yes ma’am”

They entered Marie’s ready room,

A holo of Jones appeared on the table.

“Commander, the Captain Maple of the Orion says that the sector fleet was ambushed by a numerically superior force, the fleet was made up vastly superior cruisers, he reports that they tore through the sector fleet without suffering any casualties of their own, the Orion was knocked out early, but they kept scanning the enemy cruisers and have quite an encyclopaedia of data here, Captain Maple order it all backed up multiply and launched some in comm. Pods and satellites”

“Good work lieutenant, return as soon as possible please”

“Yes ma’am, I’m on my way now”

They walked onto the bridge just has the relief fleet arrived.

3. New Orders

“Commander Smith well done, you did a good job out there” the speaker was Admiral Foles, the commander of the 1st battle group, it was a month later and Marie was being debriefed back on Earth by the 9 surviving battle group commanders, Marie’s own commander, the commander of the 5th Battle group had been at Furgan 4 when the mysterious fleet had decimated the fleet “Your conduct and leadership was excellent” he said.

“Due to your excellent conduct under such stressful condition we have decided to promote you of rank of Vice-Admiral”

Marie gasped in shock, she never expected this, she thought that maybe she would recieve a medal or be moved up onto a bigger ship, but never this.

“You will be in command of a large task force that hunt down this new menace, you will command of rebuilt Fifth Fleet, your command has been transferred to the newest Defiant Class Heavy Cruiser, the Raptor, and all surviving ships of the fifth will be attached to your command and you won’t have to worry about patrolling the fifths patrol zone because it was decimated in the attacks and abandoned”

‘Your fleet will be accompanied by a group of civilians, 5 to be exact; they include a journalist and a camera operator, a member of the fleet oversight committee and two aids. You will also be accompanied a fleet representative, a Commodore Mark Kinder”

“You are dismissed Admiral Smith”

“Thank you sir” she saluted and did an about turn and marched out of the hearing room.


Five days later

Newly promoted Vice Admiral Smith was stood on the bridge of the Raptor. She was wearing her new Admiral uniform, it was white and spotless, across her left breast was her Vice-Admirals insignia. The Raptor was one of the newest ships in the fleet, the latest of 5 ships from the newest class of battleship, it was the most powerful ship class in the Sol Imperium, the 10,000m long behemoth’s fighter bays were packed with three 72 strong fighter wings, 18 squadrons of which 9 were fighter squadrons, 6 were interceptor squadrons and 3 were bomber squadrons. It carried 1 million troops as well as support vehicles and artillery units. The battleship was armed with 200 heavy turbolaser turrets, 200 light turbolaser turrets, and 600 missile launchers. It also carried 3 squadrons of single pilot reconnaissance/assault gunships, and a host of personal fighters and shuttles, including her own assault gunship.

Marie was stood at the bridges forward view port over looking the vast vessel at her command and elements of the fifth fleet. But she was looking at the fleet; she was literally staring off into space, lost in thought.

“Admiral the Indomitable has just dropped out of hyperspace and is requesting orders” called out the comm. Officer

“Tell them to join the formation, their position will be sector two, three alpha”

“Yes ma’am” he replied

“Ma’am, the Indomitable is launching a assault gunship, and its requesting permission to land” he said “Its Commodore Kinder, ma’am”

“Clear him for the bridge docking bay” she said turning towards the bridge turbolift “Captain you have the bridge”

“Yes Admiral”

She reached the docking bay quickly; by the time she reached the shuttle bay, the commodore ship was just setting down. She kept her distance as the fighter fired its thrusters, causing the fighter to settle down smoothly next to her own fighter, the commodore cut power and the cockpit opened. He vaulted over the cockpit lip, and landed lightly, he had already seen her and was moving toward her. When he reached her he saluted smartly

“Welcome to the Raptor Commodore Kinder” she greeted “If you’ll follow me I’ll show you to the bridge “

“Thank you Admiral, it’s a pleasure to be here” he said following her to the turbolift, Marie touched a key on the lift panel and the doors opened a short time later, 2 pilots disembarked and saluted on their way past.

The turbolift reached the bridge in a few seconds, the doors opened and they stepped out onto the bridge.

“Captain prepare the fleet for hyperspace, destination Furgan 4” she said walking towards her command chair

30 minutes later the Fifth Fleet jumped into hyperspace. They were going to war.

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Thanks, the next chapter should coming soon i'm about halfway through at moment

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Saved by my poke proof vest...

Let's not have that space battles stuff here thank you.
Just do what is done on ASVS and insult them a little bit, you know, bear baiting for fun and profit...

1. Thanks for the save, a couple of days late but...thanks anyway
2. Wot do u mean by Space Battles stuff? The 'poke' thing? (I'm new to this forums stuff)

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BTW, nice fanfic

4. Retribution

In orbit around Furgan 4, the mighty armada of the Fifth Battle Group hung in orbit; flight after flight of starfighters filled the void between the mighty warships of the Sol Imperium. In its full majestic glory hung the battle cruiser Raptor, its hull bristling with laser turrets and missile launchers.

Captain Josh Hammond of Defender Squadron gazed at the massive fleet, stunned by the sheer sight of the collection of battleships.

“Defender 5, report” cackled his comm. unit “Five do you read me”

“Ah, I read one, sorry” he said replied sheepishly

“Stop dreamin’ five and report”

“No hostiles on sensors, system reads clear” he said giving his scope a cursory glance

“Copy two”

“This is admiral Smith of the Raptor, to all ships, one of our recon group has found an uncharted space station, the space station has a group of capital ships and we are going to investigate” cackled the comm. unit on the fleet channel “All capital ships are recover all but one squadron of fighters and prepare to jump into hyperspace, the remaining squadron are to form up and take point, Admiral Smith out”

Josh whistled. 150 squadrons of fighters, looks like this could be a trap, well at least we’re expecting trouble.

“Okay Defenders listen up, orders from the Star Lance, we’ve been picked to run point, check your fuel and weapons and report in” The Star Lance was the carrier that they were assigned too.

Josh scanned his fuel readings, shield energy level, weapons and missile fire controls.

“This is five, all green and ready to go”

He listened as the 10 other squadron members reported in, no problems so far.

“This is lead, transmitting destination coordinates stand by”

Josh glanced at his navcomp to see a jumble of numbers appear on the nav screen, he hit a button to double check the coordinates and waited a second, the navcomp double checked the jump coordinates and a all clear message appear on the screen.

“This is five, coordinates received”

Again the other member of the squadron checked in.

“Okay Defenders, free diamonds formation on my mark” he paused “Mark!”

The twelve fighters split into three flights of four, then one flight took the lead with flights two and three taking up flanking positions.

“All ships this Admiral Smith, prepare to jump, in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1” cackled his comm. unit.

The entire fleet jumped into hyperspace.


Half an hour later the later they exited hyperspace right on top of the space station and its defence fleet. Four warships, a deadly looking cruiser, two frigates, and a light cruiser protected the space station.

Josh watched as several squadrons of fighters launched from the capital ships and station.

“Listen up Defenders, we’re to engage the fighters, break by flights and engage at will”

“Okay two flight listen up we’ll take the left squadron, break by pairs, six your on me” said Josh to his flight.

“Six here, copy”

“Seven, copy”

“Eight copies, five”

Josh rolled his gunship on its S-foil and switched his throttle to full speed. His wingman Lars Quinn, Defender six, followed him. Josh waited until the enemy squadron reached missile range and launched one of his missiles, which covered the distance between the fighters in seconds, destroying his target before it could react, Josh barely registered it, he was already choosing his third target, by now they were in laser range and Josh slashed through them guns blazing destroying two more. As he passed through the other side he glanced at his scope, it showed that there was only six fighters remaining from the squadron his flight had attacked, and his flight was still in one piece. He turned his fighter around to make another run at the enemy squadron; Quinn followed him in.

On board the Raptor Marie watched the battle on the tactical screen, her fleet had the defenders out gunned but they were making their mark on the smaller ships of her fleet, the two enemy frigates were making their way to the largest starfighter engagement, while the medium cruiser and light cruiser were attacking the lighter cruisers in the fleet, the station was getting hammered into scrap by two of her cruisers. Her heart soared as the enemy medium cruiser blew apart and the light cruiser began to pull away. It mustn’t escape.

“Captain disable the light cruiser, and prepare a boarding party” she ordered “Its time to find out who our mysterious enemy is” Its about time something went our way, she thought.

She watched as the Raptor began to pour EMP pulses into the light cruiser, grimly noting that this ship had more EMP cannons than the light cruiser, the cruiser’s shields shimmered and failed, the cruisers hull couldn’t repel the EMP however and the electronics aboard the cruiser burned out leaving the cruiser dead in space. Now to board the light cruiser and mop up those frigates she thought.

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u must have already read to know its incoherent

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Hey it's coherent enough for me... please get a lil sleep ok? Lata sweetyboi..

Welcome, nice fic

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