hi fellows, since i was bored about waiting for the new star crossed chapter, i used thoose 2 hours to start writing my own fanfic....that's only chapter one, let's see if you write it. if you dislike it, i wont go on, coz that would waste space...gonna get soem sleep now, gn
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The Fateless
Chapter 1: Charge
„Charge!“ Suddenly thousands of Yuuzhan Vong warriors started running down the hill. Like medieval soldiers they were screaming their battle cries while heading down to the enemy lines. Heavy artillery shots exploded in the middle of the Yuuzhan Vong formations, but the following soldiers just ran over the bodies of their dead camarads. Then they reached the enemy lines. Without mercy they cut off heads and crushed the enemy like a storm. The fight didn’t last long. After less than 1 hour, the field was full of corpses, both Yuuzhan Vong and Yearm’tar. A lone warrior stood in the former battlefield, slightly smiling. “A great victory”, Nemin Lah thought. “And the best way to show the power of the Yuuzhan Vong”, he added to his thoughts. It has been the last loss for the Yearm’tar after a series of terrible losses. The Yuuzhan Vong went over their galaxy like a Rancor over Banthas. This had been the last fortress of the Yearm’tar. The shields of Yearm hold on, so the Yuuzhan Vong had to start a ground invasion. And they succeeded. They had conquered a whole galaxy, with minor losses. “I have conquered a galaxy”, he reminded himself. While looking around, Nemin Lah saw another Yuuzhan Vong coming up to him. The smaller Yuuzhan Vong finally managed his way through the dead bodies lying on the floor and reached Nemin. “We have new orders, great warmaster”, Yeron Tor said calmly, as always. “That fast?”, Nemin raised an eyebrow. “Yes, great one. Your brother, Tsavong Lah has been ordered to conquer a new galaxy, and we are ordered the same!” Nemin Lah had expected something like that. After 400 years of war in their own galaxy, the Yuuzhan Vong needed new space to replace their destroyed worlds. “So we won’t get any reinforcements?” Nemin asked. “Only new troops, great one. Our intelligence said that the galaxy we will have to conquer is full of weaklings.” Yeron answered. “Well then, go and get the fleet ready.”, he told his servant. “For the god’s!”, Yeron shouted, and left. Nemin Lah remained standing on his hill. This would be another great victory for him, and for the domain Lah.
“Cheers!”, Captain Picard said and clinked glasses with his fellow crewmen. The Empire crew, was, like many other starship crews celebrating the two hours old peace with the dominion. After a long period of war, it was high time to celebrate again. No crewman was in service at this time, and you could hear songs across the comlinks and loud speakers of many starships. The celebrities lastet long, the peace was everywhere.
The Deerendedi, a Dominion Ship under the Jem’hadar Captain Shannon Tommes was patrolling at the other end of the Dominion, far away from the peace celebrating Federation or the destroyed world Cardassia. Although Captain Tommes would rather liked have to fight the awful federation instead of hanging around here in the dead zone, he always wished to serve well, and so he did. Suddenly the sensor officer interrupted the long silence. “Sir, a large amount of unknown ships is appearing in the sector. The ships are unknown, but they seem to be organic.” “Organic?!”, Tommes asked surprised, “impossible!”. “Contact them”, he added slowly. “Canal open”, the communications officer said. “This is the Dominion starship Deerendedi, you are violating Dominion space! I demand that you immediately tell us your intentions.”, Tommes said the well-known sentence. “They’re answering”, he got told by the comm. Officer. “I am Nemin Lah, warmaster of the Yuuzhan Vong. I demand that you and your “Dominion” immediately surrender to the Vong Empire.” Tommes was surprised by these words, but they also made him angry. “Open fire, target the nearest vessel. We will show them the power of the Dominion.” “Sir, may I concern that the power of this fleet is way stronger than ours?” “You may. Open fire!” Two phaser beams struck the closest Yuuzhan Vong, the Yun-Yammaka’Yan. “Sir, we did minor damage to the ship. It seems that their ships outclass ours for more than 10 to 1!” “But who can that be?!”, Tommes asked himself confused. “Order retreat, we must inform the Founders!”
“I demand that you and your “Dominion” immediately surrender to the Vong Empire.”, Nemin Lah completed his sentence. “Shall we destroy them, great one?”, Yeron Tor asked with bloodlust in his eyes. “No, we wait for their answer first. Let’s see how clever they are.” “Sir, the ship is opening fire, targeting the Yun-Yammaka’Yan.” “Obviously they are not very clever. How badly is our ship damaged?” “Minor damage, warmaster. Their weapons are even weaker than the Yearm’tar weapons.”, Yeron answered. “Sir, they are trying to take flight.”, one of the bridge crew said. “Blew them up”, Nemin said calmly. The Yun-Harla opened fire, targeting the small Deerendedi. Shortly before the Dominion ship could enter warp, the plasma cannons cut it into pieces, only left over a cloud of dust. “Sir, their shields didn’t stand any chance against our weapons.”, Yeron said smiling. “Too bad that the main computer got blown up with the ship. How I hate those heretics. Does our intelligence know anything more about this “Dominion”?” “No, sir, I’m afraid they don’t. We only know little about this galaxy, but we have a list with the nearest planets. The next colonized planet is Orgadon, population 300 millions. “Good, we have no time to spare. Set a course to Orgadon.”
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Chapter 2:Fire
The battlegroup of Yun-Yearm, named after this glorious battle of Yearm, fell out of hyperspace in the Orgadon system. Nemin Lah stood on the bridge of his flagship, the mighty Yun-Harla. “How long until we reach the planet?”, Nemin asked and looked out of the large window. The small planet of Orgadon, a green and blue world, lay in front of them. The planet had two moons, and was the only planet in this system. “Only 5 minutes, warmaster. Two ships are going to intercept us. They are very similar to the other ship we encountered in the deep space.” The voice of the officer interrupted Nemin’s thoughts. “Start skips to take them out.”, he ordered and looked to Yeron. “Did they send a distress signal yet?”, he asked. “No, they didn’t, great one. And I already sent the Yun-Yammaka’tar to take their transmitter out.” Nemin angrily looked at his assistant. How could he dare to command anything to anywhere without asking him. Again, the voice of a crewman interrupted his thoughts. “Sir they are trying to contact us.” “Let them in dark, all skips, open fire.” Nemin looked out of the window again, seeing his skips attacking the two little enemy ships. It wasn’t even worth watching. “Move the rest of the fleet into a planetary orbit, and take out their defence systems if they have some.”, he ordered. “And if there is any other futile, let the Yun-Harla destroy their three biggest cities.”, he added and smiled, looking out of the window for the third time.
Semon Nam, commander of the dominion outpost Orgadon was not pleased to see the only defence ships he had die that quickly to the unknown enemy fighters. “Sir, the rest of the enemy fleet is heading straight to the planet! What can we do?” Nam took a look at the tactical screen again. It was hopeless, without any defending against this army. “We must evacuate!” “Evacuate? Sir, we don’t have enough transport ships to evacuate the whole planet! We would need ten times more ships that we have at the moment!” “Do you see this fleet out there?”, he asked angrily, “they will shut us into pieces if we don’t do something! Now start to evacuate, we must try to save as much people as possible!” His adjutant took a last short view to tactical screen, turned around and ran out of Nam’s office. Nam fell back into his seat. He would fall with his planet. Suddenly he grabbed his communicator again. “Captain Raaan? I want you to have your fastest ship manned with your best pilot start immediately! We must inform the founders about this!”
“This is Nemin Lah, commander of the glorious forces of the Yuuzhan Vong. I demand that you immediately surrender to the Vong Empire!”, Nemin Lah sat in his commando seat of the Yun-Harla. “They are responding.”, Yeron said. The face of Commander Semon Nam appeared on the screen. Since the Yearm’tar always only used mechanical technology, Nemin told his scientists to make a biologic screen, a counterpath to the mechanic versions used by the infidels. “I am Commander Semon Nam, and I want to know why you are invading Dominion space!” “What you want is irrelevant, Commander. If you don’t obey, we will obliterate your cities, and destroy your world.”, Nemin answered and looked at the heretic, bloodlust in his eyes. “As you might have seen, our forces are far stronger that yours will ever be. Surrender or die.” “Sir, they are evacuating their planet. It seems that this Commander only wanted to distract us.”, Yeron Tar interrupted Nemin. Nemin was furious. “Cut the connection, and erase the city where the signal came from”, he ordered, “and make a legion of our best warriors ready! Yeron, you will command then personally!” “As you wish, great one.”, Yeron said and left the bridge. Nemin Lah sat back into his seat, watching the destruction of Orgadon’s capital. “Send skips to destroy every ship which is trying to start from the planet. I’ll make you responsible for every ship that escapes!”, he ordered the comm. officer.
Thomas Frenn sat took a last look back to his homeworld, seeing the cannons of the enemy ship destroying Orgadon Prime. His wife, Lena, was sitting next to him. He could see tears in her eyes. After captain Raaan personally told him to immediately take his ship, the Falcon’s Furry and abscond to the founders, he was very surprised that he got picked. But now he knew why he was picked. He turned around to see his other passengers. Two Jem’Hadar warriors, and two obviously high ranked people from the government. The attack alert reminded him where he was. He looked at his sensors and saw four of the strange ships coming closer to the Falcon’s Furry. A green plasma bolt missed the Furry for mere inches. “Fasten you belts, this ain’t gonna be fun.”, he said hectically. After a swift look to the tactical display, he saw that he was not the only pilot who was trying to escape. About ten other ships were also attacked by the enemy. While making evasion manoeuvres, Thomas told the Jem’Hadar to man the guns. Another green bolt as coming up to the Furry, and this time the ship was struck heavily in the heck. Same time, the Jem’Hadar replied the fire. The two phaser beams were heading to their target, but suddenly, the enemy vessel created a tiny black hole, and the phaser beams disappeared in it. “What the hell?!” Thomas was as confused as any other member of his “crew”. “Does any of you guys know what this had been???”, he asked, still having troubles to avoid the plasma bolts. Another bolt struck the ship, the shields went down to 21%. The Jem’Hadar shot another two phaser beams at the enemies. Again, the beams disappeared in the little black hole. But this time, another skip was to close to the one which was making the black hole. The second ship got pulled into the black hole, exploding in a big cloud of gas and dust. The other ship got dark pushed off. “Good shot!”, Thomas shouted. “But we shouldn’t strain our luck! Going to warp.” The Falcon’s Furry went to warp, leaving the Yuuzhan Vong fleet and the world Orgadon behind, on the way to the Founders.
Nemin walked through the corridors of Yawanan, the new capital of Orgadon. He took the original name, and changed it into a more Vong-like one. Nemin also mounted some heads of captured and killed government officers on the top of his new palace. And he mounted the heads of the stupid comm. Officer on a spear in his personal throne-room. It was hanging next to the heads of the two surviving pilots from the squadron which was haunting the ship which escaped. “Fools”, Nemin thought. Now he would have to go on with the invasion much faster. The fleet would be ready in two hours, and some ships and warriors had already been placed at the planet, to ensure the control of it. Nemin already decided to make a factory out of this planet. With two simultaneous invasions running, the Yuuzhan Vong wouldn’t have much to spare for reinforcements. He stood up. It was time to go back to the Yun-Harla again. Nemin rushed out of the throne-room, leaving the mounted heads behind.
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Chapter 2:Fire
The battlegroup of Yun-Yearm, named after this glorious battle of Yearm, fell out of hyperspace in the Orgadon system. Nemin Lah stood on the bridge of his flagship, the mighty Yun-Harla. “How long until we reach the planet?”, Nemin asked and looked out of the large window. The small planet of Orgadon, a green and blue world, lay in front of them. The planet had two moons, and was the only planet in this system. “Only 5 minutes, warmaster. Two ships are going to intercept us. They are very similar to the other ship we encountered in the deep space.” The voice of the officer interrupted Nemin’s thoughts. “Start skips to take them out.”, he ordered and looked to Yeron. “Did they send a distress signal yet?”, he asked. “No, they didn’t, great one. And I already sent the Yun-Yammaka’tar to take their transmitter out.” Nemin angrily looked at his assistant. How could he dare to command anything to anywhere without asking him. Again, the voice of a crewman interrupted his thoughts. “Sir they are trying to contact us.” “Let them in dark, all skips, open fire.” Nemin looked out of the window again, seeing his skips attacking the two little enemy ships. It wasn’t even worth watching. “Move the rest of the fleet into a planetary orbit, and take out their defence systems if they have some.”, he ordered. “And if there is any other futile, let the Yun-Harla destroy their three biggest cities.”, he added and smiled, looking out of the window for the third time.
Semon Nam, commander of the dominion outpost Orgadon was not pleased to see the only defence ships he had die that quickly to the unknown enemy fighters. “Sir, the rest of the enemy fleet is heading straight to the planet! What can we do?” Nam took a look at the tactical screen again. It was hopeless, without any defending against this army. “We must evacuate!” “Evacuate? Sir, we don’t have enough transport ships to evacuate the whole planet! We would need ten times more ships that we have at the moment!” “Do you see this fleet out there?”, he asked angrily, “they will shut us into pieces if we don’t do something! Now start to evacuate, we must try to save as much people as possible!” His adjutant took a last short view to tactical screen, turned around and ran out of Nam’s office. Nam fell back into his seat. He would fall with his planet. Suddenly he grabbed his communicator again. “Captain Raaan? I want you to have your fastest ship manned with your best pilot start immediately! We must inform the founders about this!”
“This is Nemin Lah, commander of the glorious forces of the Yuuzhan Vong. I demand that you immediately surrender to the Vong Empire!”, Nemin Lah sat in his commando seat of the Yun-Harla. “They are responding.”, Yeron said. The face of Commander Semon Nam appeared on the screen. Since the Yearm’tar always only used mechanical technology, Nemin told his scientists to make a biologic screen, a counterpath to the mechanic versions used by the infidels. “I am Commander Semon Nam, and I want to know why you are invading Dominion space!” “What you want is irrelevant, Commander. If you don’t obey, we will obliterate your cities, and destroy your world.”, Nemin answered and looked at the heretic, bloodlust in his eyes. “As you might have seen, our forces are far stronger that yours will ever be. Surrender or die.” “Sir, they are evacuating their planet. It seems that this Commander only wanted to distract us.”, Yeron Tar interrupted Nemin. Nemin was furious. “Cut the connection, and erase the city where the signal came from”, he ordered, “and make a legion of our best warriors ready! Yeron, you will command then personally!” “As you wish, great one.”, Yeron said and left the bridge. Nemin Lah sat back into his seat, watching the destruction of Orgadon’s capital. “Send skips to destroy every ship which is trying to start from the planet. I’ll make you responsible for every ship that escapes!”, he ordered the comm. officer.
Thomas Frenn sat took a last look back to his homeworld, seeing the cannons of the enemy ship destroying Orgadon Prime. His wife, Lena, was sitting next to him. He could see tears in her eyes. After captain Raaan personally told him to immediately take his ship, the Falcon’s Furry and abscond to the founders, he was very surprised that he got picked. But now he knew why he was picked. He turned around to see his other passengers. Two Jem’Hadar warriors, and two obviously high ranked people from the government. The attack alert reminded him where he was. He looked at his sensors and saw four of the strange ships coming closer to the Falcon’s Furry. A green plasma bolt missed the Furry for mere inches. “Fasten you belts, this ain’t gonna be fun.”, he said hectically. After a swift look to the tactical display, he saw that he was not the only pilot who was trying to escape. About ten other ships were also attacked by the enemy. While making evasion manoeuvres, Thomas told the Jem’Hadar to man the guns. Another green bolt as coming up to the Furry, and this time the ship was struck heavily in the heck. Same time, the Jem’Hadar replied the fire. The two phaser beams were heading to their target, but suddenly, the enemy vessel created a tiny black hole, and the phaser beams disappeared in it. “What the hell?!” Thomas was as confused as any other member of his “crew”. “Does any of you guys know what this had been???”, he asked, still having troubles to avoid the plasma bolts. Another bolt struck the ship, the shields went down to 21%. The Jem’Hadar shot another two phaser beams at the enemies. Again, the beams disappeared in the little black hole. But this time, another skip was to close to the one which was making the black hole. The second ship got pulled into the black hole, exploding in a big cloud of gas and dust. The other ship got dark pushed off. “Good shot!”, Thomas shouted. “But we shouldn’t strain our luck! Going to warp.” The Falcon’s Furry went to warp, leaving the Yuuzhan Vong fleet and the world Orgadon behind, on the way to the Founders.
Nemin walked through the corridors of Yawanan, the new capital of Orgadon. He took the original name, and changed it into a more Vong-like one. Nemin also mounted some heads of captured and killed government officers on the top of his new palace. And he mounted the heads of the stupid comm. Officer on a spear in his personal throne-room. It was hanging next to the heads of the two surviving pilots from the squadron which was haunting the ship which escaped. “Fools”, Nemin thought. Now he would have to go on with the invasion much faster. The fleet would be ready in two hours, and some ships and warriors had already been placed at the planet, to ensure the control of it. Nemin already decided to make a factory out of this planet. With two simultaneous invasions running, the Yuuzhan Vong wouldn’t have much to spare for reinforcements. He stood up. It was time to go back to the Yun-Harla again. Nemin rushed out of the throne-room, leaving the mounted heads behind.
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