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HELLHOUND: The Marauder War
Topic Started: Sep 17 2011, 10:26 AM (917 Views)
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(I'm assuming this RP is green and go - RP Mods, notify me otherwise.)

The Hellhound Marauder sat in orbit over the nameless planet. It had been dubbed "Marauder Prime" by the Dragon-Shifters - and it served as their core base of operations. Base had already been established down planetside, and the production facilities there already working overtime to manufacture the materials needed for the Dragon-Shifter Fleets - Holographic Macro-Diodes, Incursion Drones, weapons, armor, everything. It was war.
Apart from the many dragon-shifter-controlled warships in orbit and the incursion drones that had been turned into various warships from across the 'verses, the only other ship that was also in orbit was the Sangheili Gunship Retribution's Thunder. It constantly ran with shields up and weapons hot. There had been six Kazon attacks so far, each one beaten back. Orbital stations and defenses were already in construction - once completed, there would be a fleet of incursion drones stationed here while the dragon-shifter fleets swept out across this 'verse to systematically destroy the Kazon Alliance - the slayers of kin and the faceless marauder that had hounded dragon-shifters across the galaxy.
Activity on the Hellhound Marauder was in full swing. On the bridge, the Commander of the HM - General Kyle Indari - sipped his tea as his subordinates ran hither and yon. Constant sensor sweeps of the surrounding sectors were being made, diagnostics and repairs being effected wherever possible, and Marines kept ready to deploy for boarding action at a moment's notice.
"General," Lt. Cmdr. K'torr announced, "We have inbound Kazon warp signatures - reading six Kazon Raiders, four Kazon Predators, five Kazon Gozanti Cruisers, three Kazon Hyperion Battlecruisers, and two Kazon Imperator Star Destroyers!"
"Alert all ships," Kyle said calmly. "All hands, Red Alert!"
The Alert sirens blared, the lights in the bridge darkened, and the Hellhound Marauder's primary and secondary shields crackled to life - the primary being Void shields, and secondary being Kadgeron shields. The weapons went online next, and the shields of multiple warships in orbit crackling to life.
This was war, and the dragon-shifters stood ready to fight...
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Romulus burned. On its surface, the last of the defenders fell silent to the Tyranid Hoards. Massive capilary Towers pierced the heavens, feeding the burgoning Hive fleet Above.
Everything was consumed. Flesh, steel, Water, even the Atmosphere was drained to feed the strong arm of the hive mind.

In orbit only the DeMeA, the Deus Meus Amat, remianed. And Even She was dwarfed by the Hive fleet, as big as she was.

And on the bridge of the DeMeA, Two lone souls sat and watched the World Die.

"WAs it really right to kill them all?" Asked a biomechanical monster by the name of Jay. HE was fused to the captians chair, wires and tubes emerging from his body and several mechandrites holding things for his occupied arms. "At least we could have taxed them and murdered the smart ones."

"And have the entire Galaxy question their inevitable demise?" Answered his companion, a 6 foot 5 Balsa drinking some sort of juice as they watched the last of the lights on the planet die out. Shaking her head, letting her un braided mane fly everywhere, she said "We must put this galaxy down as fast as possable. The High Elders demanded it after what we told them."

Jay frowned as best he could, than said "You never told me you contacted your bosses."

Before she could answer him, a rumbling voice thundered over the CAtalyptic node, Sending Balsa its thoughts.

very good, when will you finish stripping it of its resorces.
Then be quick.

She snapped back to reality to answer Jays question.

"Just after they told us what that disgusting device did. The high elders Decreeded that such a device could be used against HU-01, and thus we must purge this dimention with as much haste as we can muster."
A lone Kazon scoutship rumbled into the system, intent on bullying any and all who resided there. Within moments, gigantic Tyranid Bioships latched on, flooding the ship with Genestealer and gaunt broods. The ship had no time to send a message, for it was dead in momoents, the Tyranic brutality something this dimentional plane had never experianced before.
The message shocked Balsa who shook her head clear of the cobwebs the Tyranid norn queen usually left.

"Who knows of our mission now?" Balsa asked, The every present Catalyptic presence of LEgius joining them in the room. with barely concealed boredom, he said.
Balsa blinked, then asked for a confirmation of what he just said.

Jay brought up the nessisary data, ships of sizes and shapes appearing on the screen, back lit by the hive fleet growing aside the dead world.
"From the meager Data The Dragonarians gave us, they ar an empire that has been propelling a bloody purge of all Trans specieal Dragons in this particular Dimention" Jay read of the screen, compairing the ships side by side witht he DeMeA.

"contact the Rethunder, i want info on them, i want toalso know if he knows of our pillage yet." Balsa said, a smirk on ehr ace as she turned to greet the RT and her crew.
Edited by BallisticWaffles, Sep 17 2011, 02:21 PM.
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If the crew of the Retribution's Thunder knew that the DeMeA was contacting them, they made no indication in the face of the Kazon Assault.
"Alert," Keesha announced, "Kazon fleet exiting translight speeds in twenty seconds!"
"Voro," Kylet'oran asked, "Are weapons ready?"
"Weapons are charged and ready," Voro affirmed.
Just as Keesha predicted, the fleet of Kazon ships dropped out of warp.
"Orders from General Kyle," M'raaj-Dar said, "Engage and destroy."
"Voro, target the starboard Imperator Star Destroyer, fire MAC cannons at will!" Kylet'oran ordered.
"Target acquired," Voro announced, "Firing MAC cannons!"
The four forward MAC guns flashed, one by one, sending slugs racing for the Star Destroyer.
"Dar-Ma, engage the engines!" San commanded. "Ahead full!"
"Ahead full, aye!" Dar-Ma responded.

* * *

The Hellhound Marauder let the rest of the fleet that had MAC cannons, Mass Drivers, and Railguns fire before it fired it's own Kadgeron Mass Driver. The volley lit up the shields of the enemy vessels, but none were destroyed. The Kadgeron Mass Driver slug fired by the Hellhound Marauder impacted on a Kazon Predator, but did not destroy it.
"Helm," Kyle ordered. "Engage engines and accelerate to attack speed; Tactical, target the port-side Star Destroyer, fire weapons when we're in range."
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Reality bulged and tore, the Break a disasterous and chaotic thing for reality to undergo. From the recieving side of the rift, a lump of earth hung in space. The only sign that the planet was ever Romulus was teh Romulan ships still burning in orbit.

And as bugs emerge from the grass, previously unseen, the Tyranid Bioships filtered through the Rift. from a single planet, the hoard was immense. Dozens of cruisers, Great tendrils pulling The ships apart, to Torpedo Creatures, firring living mines into the sides of ships, blowing them to smitheriines with barely an effort.

The retun fire caught many ships in a swirl of death, and the bio ships numbers grew small.
Fropmm the rift gate, the DeMeA drifted through, her guns ablazed, endign what was left of the fleet.

"KYLET'ORN ANSWER THE GODDAMNED PHONE" Balsa yelled into the short ranged Comm, her customary anger her facade for simple boredom.
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As the dragon-shifter fleet engaged the Kazon, the Retribution's Thunder and the Hellhound Marauder were at the forefront of the fleet. The Hellhound Marauder was tearing into the Kazon's remaining Imperator Star Destroyer, while the Retribution's Thunder was firing weapons into a Kazon-Mandalorian Kedalbe-class Battleship.
"Father," Keesha said, "We're getting a transmission from the DeMeA - at Romulus."
"Chances are, Balsa destroyed it," San commented.
"Don't worry," Keesha assured her mother, "Most of the Romulan leaders - including their Chief Military Advisers, Fleet Admirals, most of the senators, and the soon-to-be-new-Praetor - had gotten out well before we talked to my Tal'Shiar friend. They're in another 'verse."
"What does the DeMeA want?" Kylet'oran asked.
"Beats me," Keesha admitted. The Thunder shuddered as an Ion pulse hit. Voro returned fire, sending three Kadgeron plasma torpedoes and a disruptor volley into the Kedalbe. The Kazon-controlled Mandalorian warship shuddered, listed to port, and blew up.
"Send a coded message to the DeMeA," Kylet'oran stated, "we cannot and will not aid them in whatever they're--"
"Hang on," Keesha interrupted. "I'm reading... what's left of a Kazon scoutship in that region. I think the Kazon know of the DeMeA's 'purge' of Romulus."
"Are the Kazon making any indications to form an alliance with them?" San inquired.
"Hell no," M'raaj-Dar answered. "In fact, from what I've been able to piece together, they want to board and take over the DeMeA."
There was a pause before everyone on the bridge said in unison, "Typical."
"Send a message to the DeMeA," Kylet'oran commanded, "We are currently engaged by hostiles, and we cannot spare whatever they want us to give at this time - intel or otherwise."
"Message away," Keesha reported.
"Alert," Voro piped up, "We have a new hostile!"

* * *

"General," one of Kyle's subordinates piped up, "New contact - reading one Lucrehulk Battleship and two Liberty-class Calamari Cruisers! They're dropping out of light speed!"
"Let the Incursion Venator Star Destroyers finish the Kazon Star Destroyer - target the Lucrehulk, ready on the Bio-Pulse beam emitters," Kyle commanded.
The Kazon Lucrehulk - the massive battleship originally belonging to the Trade Federation - was the first out of light speed, flanked by two Mon Calamari Liberty-class Star Cruisers.
The Kazon sure are industrious, Kyle thought. Especially when it came to stealing everything that wasn't nailed down. Several turbolaser pulses splashed across the Hellhound Marauder's shields. The warship fired it's two bio-pulse beam emitters, tearing a massive chunk out of the central sphere of the Lucrehulk. The Marauder fired it's Kadgeron Beam Cannons next, which hit a critical system, and the resulting explosion blew the Lucrehulk apart.
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The portal to Romulus held steady as the DeMeA continued to pump energy into its creation. On the bridge, Jay and Balsa closed the message they had just recieved, looking incedulously at each other.
Jay broke the silence with exhasperation "Its the "are you repaired yet" all over again!" he wailed, Mechandrites Flailing in mock sadness.

Balsa retreated into the Hive mind, The Psyker Presences of both the Alien and the Tyranid a time saver.

How is bio ship production?
Come through the rift, plenty of resorces on this side.


It was disgusting. Pulsing and throbbing, the Leviathan hive ship slowly drifted through the Break in reality. Already massive tendrals were collecting wreckage from the ships it's kamikaze wave had destroyed. The portal behind it closed, the DeMeA closign off the last sight of the once vibrant planet.
Might as well, Kyle't Oran owes us some explainations

Balsa retreated from the link, Jay already begining to restore power to the ship.

"How goes it?" he asked, Getting a hoarse laugh from Balsa in return.
"Im getting sick and tired of beign blown off" Balsa said, cracking joint and removing some of the tention in it.
"THen lets go to war" Jay said, both excitement and remorse filling his being.
From the Dual hanger bays, The swarms of Drones the DeMeA usually carried emerged. Thousands of them, a venerable distructive locust swar in space. The DeMeA fired her engines and began to drift forward, the Bulk of the Leviathan travelign with her.

She opened fire and death had begun.
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(BW, the DeMeA was an Imperium Battleship, right? Correct me if that's wrong.)

"Alert, new contact," the Marauder's Science officer announced, "Imperium Battleship, bearing zero-three-seven-mark-ten! Port Bow!"
"General, I think it's the DeMeA!" The Tactical officer added.
I'm not surprised, Kyle thought. Those on the DeMeA are no better than the Kazon, despite their helping me identify the Kazon as the dragon-shifters' faceless marauder. No matter how much death and destruction they cause, still they thirst for more.
"Orders, General?" Tactical asked.
"Ignore them - for now," Kyle said. "But keep the Kadgeron weapons charged and ready. Let's finish these Kazon and perhaps find out just what exactly the DeMeA wants."
"If I may, sir," Kyle's XO stated, "The DeMeA is likely here to gather intel on the Kazon."
"I know," Kyle replied. "I was counting on it. The Kazon already know how to track the DeMeA - and their desire for technology means that they will stop at nothing to capture or destroy the DeMeA."
"Milord," asked the Klingon Security officer, "Can the Kazon stop the DeMeA?"
"Of course not," Kyle responded calmly. "When they realize they cannot stop Commander Jay and the DeMeA, they will try to buy a cease-fire or an alliance with them - and if the DeMeA takes it, we shall blow them out of the stars."
"Sir," Tactical reported, "The enemy is retreating. I have the translight vectors of their destination."
"Good," Kyle responded. "Now we can find out why the DeMeA is here. Keep shields up and weapons locked on the DeMeA's main reactor - if they so much as twitch in our direction, blast the f***ers to Mars. Comms, get a line to the DeMeA - demand they state their intent."
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(She is an Imperator class starship of the Imperium of man, yes.)

The response wasnt so much as an answer, more like a grouping of polite words stretched over a platter of insults and curses. At least until Jay booted Balsa out of the room.

"Your ceaseless disrespect for the lives of everyone on this ship does not bode well for the inevitable fate of this Dimention." Came the gutteral Reply from Jay His eyes glowing red. "You shall demand nothing from us. You shall ask. Nicely. Without inefficiant weaponry pointed at someone bigger than you are" He closed the communication and contacted the Retributions Thunder.

"call your pet off of us, Kyle't Oran. We came to aid you against these, whom ever you are fighting, and we thought we would bring our friends."

He grinned and behind him a floating monsterousity appeared. its massive head throbbed and pulsated, and its body was at least two feet off of the ground.

"The Tyranids feed off of biomatter, so we thought they could feast apon the charred remains of the ships we jsut killed and have a nice friendly chat."
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(BW, I don't mean to sound like a meticulous b****rd, but that's "Kylet'oran," not Kyle't Oran." Understandable, but if it helps, just copy and paste the Dragonarian names.)

"Commander Jay," Kylet'oran responded, "don't forget it was you that provoked Kyle in the first place. And whatever you may think, his weapons are far from inefficient - every warship here is armed with Kadgeron Disruptors, torpedoes, and other weapons and defenses. Secondly, General Indari is not our pet - not anymore. You forced his resignation from us, and we're still trying to cope with that.
"Now, whatever your reasons for aiding us, don't think we'll trust you for it - we as well as the dragon-shifters and General Indari are neither convinced nor inclined to believe you deserve such. If you want a friendly chat, then act that way, instead of trying to intimidate us with your big ship and the monsters it holds. Granted, it is powerful, but we are neither frightened nor intimidated by it. You recall your monsters, and we'll recall ours."

* * *

As Kylet'oran and Commander Jay conversed, Kyle and his crew were busy scanning the DeMeA. Though powerful, she was not invulnerable - and neither was she immune to the Kadgeron weapons locked on her. The Kadgeron weapons would fly right through her shields, impacting on the hull and turn her armored hull into slag or debris. On top of that, every warship in this system was armed with Kadgeron weapons.
"Message from Kylet'oran," Lt. Xerrun said. "Power down weapons - they don't want to appear as a threat."
"We'll power down when they do," Kyle growled. Just give me a reason to shoot you, DeMeA - I DARE you.
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"We never had our weapons up in the first place" Jay snarled, The guns long having fallen silent when the Kazon had retreated. "We have sat here and have had our ship threatened constantly over and over again by you and your Pet." The Zoranthrope behind him drifted off camera, Jay not even noticing its departure.

"Kadgeron Disrupters?" He said, drawning Schematics the DeMeA had aquired from destroyed ships. "Hmph, nothing more than fancy Torpedos with fancy names." He swept the schematics away with his hand.

"And the Tyranids are feasting, it would not bode well for even us to interrupt Happy meal time." He sighed and Balsa came back, Her eyes filled with mirth.

"Enough of this, this is the ultimatem. We will aid you in destroying the Kazons. Then we will leave this universe and let you all wallow in your own self obtained squalor." She said, her arms crossed and her eyes boring into the screen.
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"We can live with that," Kylet'oran stated. "For all we care, you can just run off to your 'verse after this - and stay there."
It was then that Kyle cut in the Comm Channel. "Look, I hate to interrupt you two, but my crew have traced the Kazon fleet to their forward base of operations on an Ex-Borg world - B75634. I'm taking a task force there. You wanna tag along? Fine. I won't stop you. If not, then guard our base. Blast anything that doesn't send an IFF code as they enter the system. General Indari out."
The hangar bays of the Hellhound Marauder opened up, and several more Incursion Drones joined the party, with a Dragon-Shifter (DS) Sangheili Gunship, three DS Venator Star Destroyers, six DS Klingon D'Tai Battleships, and two DS Kol Battleships - all equipped with Incursion Drones - and they warped away to the aforementioned system...
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Balsa corrected him. "Dimention, not universe." The DeMeA charged her reality warper and followed them through, the Tyranids feasting still apon the destroyed ships.
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The dragon-shifter task force headed to B75634, with the Hellhound Marauder at the head of the force.
"Helm," Kyle said, "ETA to target system?"
"Ten minutes, present speed," Lt. Xerrun responded.
"Comms, are the Kazon alerted?" Kyle asked.
"If they are, they're not giving any indication, sir," Lt. Succax responded.
"Keep at it," Kyle ordered. "If anything changes, I want to know about it." Directing a command to the replicator in his chair, Kyle said, "Tea, hot." The requested cup of tea materialized in a Dragonarian teacup. Kyle took it, sipped from it, then closed his eyes, mentally reciting an old saying: "In war, there is no substitute for victory." What Kyle intended went beyond victory, which made the DeMeA's arrival... convenient. In order to ensure the Dragon-Shifters' place in this galaxy, the allies would have to completely exterminate the Kazon - genocide. No prisoners. No mercy. No survivors. That's why the DeMeA's surprising - but not unexpected - arrival so convenient for Kyle. Genocide was what those on the DeMeA specialized in. The ashes of Romulus was a testimony to that.
Kyle opened his eyes again and sipped from his tea.
"Two minutes to destination," Lt. Xerrun announced.
"Ops, can we get an accurate readout on what's in the vicinity - apart from the Kazon ships that retreated there?" Kyle asked.
"Scanning," Lt. K'torr responded. Finally, he replied, "Milord, I am reading six Imperial Enforcer Cruisers, eight Sith Interdictors, five Galor-class battlecruisers, three Hyperion-Class Cruisers, and..." K'torr paused, the continued, "... one Sovereign-class Super Star Destroyer."
"That could possibly be their flagship for this sector," Lt. Cmdr. Serra stated. "If we captured it, we could score a major intelligence coup."
"The Kazon would die before they divulged such tactical information," Xerrun said.
"Not from the Kazon personnel," Serra said, "From their computers. It is highly unlikely they know enough of Imperial computer systems to properly wipe the computer core - and their hoarding behavior means they will die trying to protect such data, but destroy it."
Kyle nodded, a plan hatching in his head. "Advise commander Jay and the DeMeA; enemy flagship must be boarded. Neutralize weapons and shields, and take over the ship. Leave no survivors, but make sure the computer systems are intact."
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The DeMeA recieved the message, and in its bowels an ancient being did grin.
"WHat kind of intelligence are we looking for?" Jay asked, His Robotic arms folded on his lap. "YOu cant jsut expect me to waste perfectly good people capturing a ship for no reason."

He indicated the screen where various files of dubius importance were shown. "Are we looking for maps? Troop transportation? Lollypops?"
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"All of the above," Kyle responded, "except lollipops. We need information on where the enemy is located - planets, bases, troop movements, anything that'll tell us what we're up against and where we might find the enemy."
"One minute to target system," Xerrun announced.
"All hands, battle alert," Kyle ordered. "Commander Jay - I don't have to tell you to leave no survivors, so I will ask - have you any means of preventing the enemy's retreat? Something that will block their translight drives?"
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