Moved.

[Bulkan]

Drone 88ZASS
Unknown Planet in Unknown System.

The Drone spotted something as it did it run over the planet, scanning away.
It spotted a single Construct. Something large, and Metallic. It zoomed in with its optical Lens and started recording and taking photographs.
It also began writing a report.

>> Structure.
>> Origin: Unknown.
>> Faction or Race: Unknown.
>>Investigating.

It moved in closer, taking Pictures of symbols, lights, and smaller yet similar devices and constructs. It scanned the side of the Structure, and found bio readings.

>>BIO READINGS FOUND >> Directive Changed. Returning to fleet to rely information.

The Drone turned around and Warped away, back to the massive fleet of Caldari Ships waiting outside the wormholes exit portals.

[The United Galactic Colonies]

Edge of Alpha Centauri Space
First Expeditionary Force

"All ships, standby for lightjump." Said Vice Admiral Stahworth, sitting in his large command chair aboard the UGS Pegasus. The Expedition was finally getting underway. The last of the preparations concluded 2 hours ago and these men were ready to get out of known space. The brave men and women of the UGC 1EF was ready to not only bring glory to themselves, but help expand the tiny Galactic Colonies and allow another system to join the fold of the UGC. This kind of glory did not come without it's fears. Many worried what would be waiting for them. What kind of threats would occur. They weren't stupid. They knew some kind of alien life existed in the Galaxy, they just hadn't met it yet. What if another civilization reached Epsilon Eridani first? These questions the crews readily kept to themselves to fend off doubt within this mission.

All these Colonial men and women were focused on was preparing their individual vessels for lightjump and the trip that would take 2 hours to reach the system. Around the Expeditionary Force, radio channels were running hectic. Crews updating other crews on the status of another crew. Crews calling out their Captains, making sure they knew their Lightjump Drive was ready and warmed up. Even through all of these problems, one thing consistently did not show it's ugly head: problems. There were absolutely no problems with anything. From the Engines to the Bridges, all ships checked in as green and ready to go.

"All ships, switch your Comm Arrays to Private Channel Alpha-1189-3241. I repeat, all ships switch your Comm Array broadcasting channels to Private Channel Alpha-1189-3241. One last time, all ships switch your Comm Arrays to Private Channel Alpha-1189-3241. Over." Said the Lieutenant in charge of Communications aboard the Pegasus, Lieutenant Robert Fieladez Sanchez.

The Vice Admiral waited for a moment as civilian ships gave the Expeditionary Force a wide berth, most other Navy vessels had already returned to their normal Battle Group or Patrol duties. With the exception of the UGS Executor, flagship of Fleet Admiral Steven Thompson, leader of the Outer Colonies Battle and Defense groups.

"All ships reporting green and switched to the new channel, Admiral." Said Lieutenant Sanchez.

"Good." Said Vice Admiral Stahlworth, before taking a deep breath and standing up, at attention and hands behind his back, his blue navy cap's golden stripes above the bill gleaming at the Bridge's white lights.

"Begin jump on my mark!" Said the Admiral, patched in to every ship in the Expedition.

"3! 2! 1! Mark!" Said the Admiral in a yelled tone.

Within mere seconds, the entire force erupted in a storm of blue sparks and blue lightning as ship after ship quickly jumped forward and backward before disappearing into a sudden burst of intense, blue light.

Aboard the Pegasus, Vice Admiral Stahlworth saw the entire jump with his own eyes. The atmosphere in the Bridge was tense, calm, and very very nauseating. The sea of black and white and blue and red glowing dots in space was soon wiped clean by a large tidal wave of blue lightning and wavy designs from within. What they were witnessing was Lightspace, what they would be staring at for the next two hours until the jump was complete and they arrived at Epsilon Eridani.

"Commander Peter MacTavish!" Said the Admiral, in a sleepy, yet still alert tone.

"Yes, sir!" Said the heavy built man with a heavy Scottish accent.

"You are Commanding officer for this trip. I will be retiring to my Chambers for a nap. If any updates appear that you all think need my attention, try to put them off until we arrive at Eridani. If they are extremely important, wake me and I will look them over." Said the Admiral before walking out of the room.

As the Vice Admiral slowly walked to the steel double doors, the entire Bridge crew stood and saluted the Admiral, leader of this brave Expedition. As the double doors leading to a long corridor hissed open, both slinging to the side, the Admiral gave a quick, sloppy salute as he removed his Officer's hat and placed it at his hip, walking towards the tramline that would shuttle him to his nice, warm, comfortable bed. He was getting too old for all of this.

[Bulkan]

System FFG-1221
Caldari Expeditionary Fleet.

"Probes has reported back. " a Captain on a Scorpion class battleship said.
"Read the Report." The Leviathans Captain said.
" Drone has found a Structure in orbit of a small but habitable planet. It looks fairly well maintained. There are symbols that depict a Sun rising possibly. Even found bio signatures. " He said.
"Coordinates?" The Leviathan captain asked.
" 022-333-2132-3324-5550-22" The Scorpions Captain said.
"Take a Carrier and a Few Battleships to investigate. Twenty smaller ships, Merlin class frigates, well go with you. "

A Chimera class Carrier, along with four Raven class battleships and twenty Merlin class frigates, turned there ships. There engines began to shine brighter, until they went black for a moment. Then they jumped to Warp, towards the coordinates were the structure was found.

[Squeeheart]

Applecore, Squeeheart (The Hexagon)
Planet Poneria

Within the Hexagon, the primary military headquarters for Squeeheart on Poneria, the excited Monarch Raven Squeeheart is looking over a map of the galaxy. Raven's eyes are set on several uncharted locations, all oddly situation around the center of the galaxy, which the Hexagon has named "the Nucleus." Next to her stands Grand Admiral Taffy, the stallion who will be leading a mission specially assigned by the Monarch. In addition is General Trotter, head overseer of the operation.

Monarch Raven: Admiral, what you see here is the center of the galaxy, full of mysteries, all planets forbidden fruit. However, you are about to embark on the dangerous journey of visiting these locations, with two purposes: We must find planets rich with resources and especially rich in land which can be colonized. We all know this nation is overpopulating and cannot contain her own ponies within her borders forever.

Admiral Taffy: I understand Monarch. What all will I be assigned with for this mission?

General Trotter: Admittedly this was tricky for the Hexagon to decide. The Nucleus is full of random dangers within its own sectors, and the rumors we're getting of other nations entering these areas only complicates things. We've reached the conclusion stealth is our best approach into these sectors. You will be assisted by three frigates, all Jasmine Corvettes and filled with 32 ponies each. These ships will follow your own ship.

Admiral Taffy: My own ship, Sir?

Monarch Raven: Soldiers, reveal the Joanna!

Behind the Grand Admiral, the huge wall pulls apart, showing it was merely a large door to hide a secret vessel. The Monarch's smile widens even more as the craft is exposed.

Monarch Raven: This is the Joanna, a space craft specially designed to unleash quick death in seconds with several guns, and easily escape afterwards. In the event you encounter enemy ships, the corvettes will gain the attention of the targets and you can swiftly fly in from behind and open fire. By the time they shift focus, you should be ready to hide once more. Unlike the frigates this has magnificent mobility and hyperspace engines to jump from one location to the next in a dire situation. Only use the hyperspace feature as a last resort though.

General Trotter: I must remind you this ship can only allow so many people on board. We're limiting the personnel on this ship to three, including you. This ship has to be small to allow the best of speed and turn radius. Beside that, the incredibly small number of ponies on board means it will be almost impossible to scan for any life signs.

Admiral Taffy: This is all I'm getting? Nothing else? And what about the cloaking of those Jasmine Corvettes?

Monarch Raven: The corvette cloaking can only hide from long distances. Once the enemies get closer however, the more visible they will become. Besides, the corvettes are more for a diplomatic image. If anyone asks, the captains will state they're trying to scan the sectors in peace and are avoiding conflicts.

Admiral Taffy: Madam, what if the people we encounter aren't so friendly?

The Monarch remains silent for a few seconds. Her gleeful face becomes cold, dead, and serious.

Monarch Raven: We don't negotiate with terrorists. If you can, leave no survivors.

Admiral Taffy: I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?

General Trotter: Like we've stated, we prefer to maintain stealth. If our enemies find out we're in these sectors, they'll try everything they can to destroy us. While our technology is advanced, our military capabilities can only do so much. Combine the fact our main populations are still on one planet, we can easily be defeated. All this being said, we simply cannot let any of our enemies survive. They must all die, I'm afraid.

Admiral Taffy sits down, concern is over his face about what could happen if the mission is a failure. He has fought in battles against foreign terrorists of course, but in those situations the government of Squeeheart preferred capturing the enemies alive and rehabilitating them, or at least keeping them as prisoners of war. Here though, it will be death for anyone encountered, even if they can be redeemed.

General Trotter: Is everything alright, Grand Admiral? You have a downer expression about you.

Admiral Taffy: I'd prefer if we didn't have to kill all of our enemies. We will maintain complete stealth and avoid any fleets we encounter. We will keep our greatest distance from any ships, friend or foe.

Monarch Raven: I believe this is the best approach. The less anyone knows about our travels, the better. Everything for this mission is ready; all we need now is for you to board the Joanna. Let Operation Terra initiate!

[The Imperium Collectives]

DELETED

[Bulkan]

The Fleet of Ships, the Chimera, and its escort of frigates and Raven class battleships came out of warp with a gigantic shock wave.
"Set to intercept the Station." The Chimera Captain said.
"Intercept course set." A Raven captain said.

"Began scans." The Chimera Captain said.

Moments passed. The Ravens began to circle the Station, scanning it, while the frigates orbited the Chimera.
The Ravens broke off from the station and returned to the Chimera.
"Scans indicated by the probe are correct. Population detected on the station, what race, no idea. " A Raven captain said. " Should we try to board it or hail it? Something like that?" Another captain asked.
The Chimera captain thought for a moment.
"Ready four divisions of Boarding parties. "

[The United Galactic Colonies]

First Expeditionary Force
Within Lightspace
20 minutes from Epsilon Eridani system

"This is Commander Peter MacTavish, acting Commanding Officer of the UGS Pegasus. We are exactly 20 minutes from Epsilon Eridani in 3....2....1....mark. Final call for all vessel captains to submit active duty roster sheets to the Pegasus' Database. This is important so that if any vessels were to suffer damage and casualty through the exiting of Lightspace to Eridani, we know who to send letters and compensation to. Here is a list of vessels who have not submitted the sheets." Said the Commander, flipping through sheets of white paper, something he thought stopped being used 50 years ago.

"Captain Cheyenne Chambers, UGS Nihilus. Macron-Class Cruiser. Captain Jason Roberts, UGS Caviticus, Defender-Class Destroyer. Commander William Esterfen, UGS Indomitable, Sunray-Class Dreadnought. Lieutenant Crastus McGillacutty, UGS Rising Angel, Savior-Class Medical Cruiser. Captain Roberto Galaguiez, UGS Broken Arrow, Normandy-Class Destroyer. And Captain James Matherson, UGS Roma, Macron-Class Cruiser. We have 6 ships that have failed to submit their Active Duty Roster Sheets to the Pegasus' Database. For any of said Captains and Commander who have forgotten the Pegasus' Database password, it is Vega-231-8849. The password is Vega-231-8849. Failure to submit a roster sheet once we exit Lightspace is subject to immediate disconnection of the vessel from 1EF communications arrays and sent back to Alpha Centauri for proper disciplinary actions. We now have nineteen minutes before exit of Lightspace. Over and out." Said the Commander before pushing the bright red button on the holoconsole to end connection with all vessels.

The Commander then turned and looked at a combat dressed soldier standing by the sliding door exit.

"You." Said the Commander, pointing at the Sergeant-At-Arms.

"Wake the Admiral and ask nicely for him to return to the Bridge as we begin final preparations for Lightspace exit, please, sir." Said the Commander, very kindly to the man carrying a submachine gun.

The Sergeant-At-Arms saluted and quickly walked out of the room, the doors hissing shut behind him, a latching sound heard immediately after.

"I need a status update on all systems." Said the Commander, staring out at the endless sea of blue streaks and lines.

"Weapon systems are online but dormant. Power is operating at 120% efficiency, life support is online and working flawlessly." Said Lieutenant Haski Revilon, rewording a very long report given by the Pegasus' VI into a short sentence.

"Good. Bring weapons out of dormancy and load them all. Once we jump out, we don't know what we could find. Call me paranoid, but I like to be prepared to things that will most likely never happen." Said the Commander, looking back at the Lieutenant from the Command Chair.

"Aye, aye, Commander." Said the Lieutenant, pressing a series of glowing orange buttons on the holoconsole directly in front of him, commanding all weapon systems to automatically load, and targeting systems to begin booting up.

"Even the nukes, sir?' Said the Lieutenant stopping all movement as a question appeared on screen, "Activate All Tactical Nuclear Warheads? Yes or No." Said the VI.

"No, keep those offline for now. I'm sure there's nothing the Pegasus' guns can't deal with." Said the Commander.

"Aye, Commander." Said Revilon, pressing the red "No" holographic button on the floating holoconsole interface.

"Alright. This is Shift 1, isn't it? Begin packing up. Shift 2 will arrive shortly. Go ahead and call up Shift 2, Lieutenant Sanchez." Said the Commander as he stood up and faced his crew.

[Bulkan]

Back at the Wormhole entry way.
The leviathan command unit.
"FTL Form detected. " A Ensign Said. " Possibly Hyperspace or Light jump."
"Set up a FTL Form inhibitor field. Prepare to stomp on there pathway. " The Captain said. "And put in a call to home. Tell them we need reinforcements. "
"How many?" A Ensign asked.
"Get me every available Fleet they can spare and send them to us, Wyverns, Rokhs, Leviathans, the whole Shabang. " The captain said.

[Squeeheart]

OOC: A factbook featuring Squeeheart's ships: http://www.nationstates.net/nation=sque ... /id=373524

Back at the Wormhole entry way.
The leviathan command unit.
"FTL Form detected. " A Ensign Said. " Possibly Hyperspace or Light jump."
"Set up a FTL Form inhibitor field. Prepare to stomp on there pathway. " The Captain said. "And put in a call to home. Tell them we need reinforcements. "
"How many?" A Ensign asked.
"Get me every available Fleet they can spare and send them to us, Wyverns, Rokhs, Leviathans, the whole Shabang. " The captain said.

The Joanna has entered the area. Unexpectedly, the whole group of ships were suppose to hyperjump towards a sector with green nebula close to Poneria, an area with little to no activity. Due to incorrect coordinates however, the Joanna appears before the Bulkan fleet without even deploying their cloak yet! The three Jasmine corvettes hyperjump and appear close to the Joanna after a few seconds pass by. The cloaks of the corvettes are also not on, and activating them now is pointless considering their proximity to the Bulkan armada.

Captain Townes: What is this? We have the wrong coordinates? How could this be?

Admiral Taffy: I think there are more important questions to answer right now: What should we do about this fleet? We're right out in the open and I don't know if they're friendly or not!

Captain Townes: I have an idea: I'll try negotiating with them; explain we've made a mistake by receiving the wrong coordinates. If they're friendlies, they'll let us go and we can continue about our business.

Admiral Taffy: And if they're foes?

Captain Porter: We will distract them long enough for your engines to hyperjump to the Green Nebula sector. If any of these corvettes manage to escape, we will report of our failure to the Hexagon and proceed from there. You'll just have to scout without us Grand Admiral. Sorry.

Captain Wish: All captains get ready; I'm going to try opening communications with one of the fleet ships. Sir, get ready for evasive maneuvers if this goes wrong. Let's pray this ends well.

Admiral Taffy: I'll be sure to pray for you all. Good luck ponies.

[Bulkan]

OOC: A factbook featuring Squeeheart's ships: http://www.nationstates.net/nation=sque ... /id=373524

Back at the Wormhole entry way.
The leviathan command unit.
"FTL Form detected. " A Ensign Said. " Possibly Hyperspace or Light jump."
"Set up a FTL Form inhibitor field. Prepare to stomp on there pathway. " The Captain said. "And put in a call to home. Tell them we need reinforcements. "
"How many?" A Ensign asked.
"Get me every available Fleet they can spare and send them to us, Wyverns, Rokhs, Leviathans, the whole Shabang. " The captain said.

The Joanna has entered the area. Unexpectedly, the whole group of ships were suppose to hyperjump towards a sector with green nebula close to Poneria, an area with little to no activity. Due to incorrect coordinates however, the Joanna appears before the Bulkan fleet without even deploying their cloak yet! The three Jasmine corvettes hyperjump and appear close to the Joanna after a few seconds pass by. The cloaks of the corvettes are also not on, and activating them now is pointless considering their proximity to the Bulkan armada.

Captain Townes: What is this? We have the wrong coordinates? How could this be?

Admiral Taffy: I think there are more important questions to answer right now: What should we do about this fleet? We're right out in the open and I don't know if they're friendly or not!

Captain Townes: I have an idea: I'll try negotiating with them; explain we've made a mistake by receiving the wrong coordinates. If they're friendlies, they'll let us go and we can continue about our business.

Admiral Taffy: And if they're foes?

Captain Porter: We will distract them long enough for your engines to hyperjump to the Green Nebula sector. If any of these corvettes manage to escape, we will report of our failure to the Hexagon and proceed from there. You'll just have to scout without us Grand Admiral. Sorry.

Captain Wish: All captains get ready; I'm going to try opening communications with one of the fleet ships. Sir, get ready for evasive maneuvers if this goes wrong. Let's pray this ends well.

Admiral Taffy: I'll be sure to pray for you all. Good luck ponies.

The Leviathan Began turning towards them, along with all the other ships in the Fleet.
"Rokhs. Get in close and prepare to initiate the Gladiator Strategy. All Ships! Shields and Defensive modes On NOW!" The Leviathan Captain said.
The Shields on all of the Caldari ships began to ignite. Several Rokh Class Battleships broke off from the fleet and moved close to the Fleet that was in front of them, and started scanning them.
OOC: This is a Rokh Class battleship by the way.



The Ships circled around the fleet, scanning them.
"Incoming Communications Link." A ensign said.

[The United Galactic Colonies]

1st Expeditionary Force
Lightspace
4 minutes away from Epsilon Eridani
UGS Pegasus

The UGS Pegasus began to rock and shake slightly as it began it's slow-down procedure for the Lightspace Generator. The Engines began pushing back against the now inactive Lightspace Generator's force, inch by inch, slowing the giant behemoth of a Fighter Carrier down, it's other Expeditionary vessels following close behind within Lightspace.

Around this same time, the doors of the bridge hissed loudly and the doors opened up, revealing Admiral Stahlworth entering through him.

"Commander, you have been relieved." Said the Admiral who had a white coffee cup with the Pegasus Insignia on the front of it, and the Colonial Star on the other side.

The Commander simply nodded and returned to his station, overlooking the current status of various sectors of the ship, ranging from the Bridge to the Engines.

Shift Two had already arrived on the Bridge and set up their work stations, preparing for immediate deceleration as the set landing point in the Eridani system was fast approaching.

The Admiral sat in his chair, pushing a series of buttons on his Chair and in front of him there was an orange holographic panel that read "ALL VESSELS PATCHED IN. LISTENING..." with a sound wave underneath.

"All ships, this is Admiral Stahlworth. We are 3 minutes away from complete deceleration from Lightspace. Set Status 2 throughout the Expedition force. All weapons activated, missiles at the ready. Our probes might have not picked up anything but they send images in a two hour delay, therefore we have no idea what will be waiting for us. Granted, there may be nothing waiting for us, but it's always best to be prepared." Said the Admiral, keeping the line open.

"Admiral, sir. We are 45 seconds from deceleration!" Said one of the Helmsmen of the Pegasus, looking at a series of blue dots coming closer and closer to a large red circle on what seemed to be a map.

"Alright, ships of the 1st Expeditionary Force. Our moment is only seconds away. Prepare for mass deceleration on my mark!" Said the Admiral, looking at one of the Helmsmen as a visual clock was shown counting down.

"27. 26. 25. 24. 23." The Admiral said in his head waiting for the moment to audibly begin counting down to the Fleet.

"20 seconds!" Said the Admiral, as the shaking became more violent.

The sea of blue began mixing with black, as the lines and streaks that once moved with such speed began slowing, almost appearing diseased in color.

"10 seconds!" The Admiral shouted, as the shaking became audible as the supports on the Pegasus began to shake as well.

"5...4...3...2....1...decelerate!" The Admiral ordered as the Helmsmen slowly pushed down the levers on both sides of them, a low, growling hum became lower and lower as the blue lights of lightspace completely disappeared, giving way to black space, with a few dots of blue in the distance.

The Pegasus lightjumped in, taking a few moments for the Carrier to fully slow to it's original speed of the engines.

The crew jumped forward a tiny bit as the speed slowed rapidly.

Following the Pegasus was the various assorted ships ranging from Dreadnoughts to carriers and patrol vessels.

The 30 ship fleet arrived without as sound, as the dark and silent domain of space refused it.

"We have arrived. Give me a status report on the fleet." Said the Admiral, with a tone of relaxation in his voice.

"All ships are reporting in. All undamaged." Said Commander MacTavish.

"Good. Set up a perimeter with the Cruisers and Destroyers surrounding the Pegasus and Dreadnoughts, with the Medical cruisers within the circle with us. All engines are to halt and the Dreadnoughts are to send out their automated probes in search of planets. No use wasting more fuel if this system isn't as good as the nerds made it out to be." Said the Admiral, paying full attention to his surroundings.

As the crew hustled around to meet the needs of the Admiral's commands, the two Destroyers passed over the top portion of the Pegasus. Coming into view was the dark purple look of the engines as they pushed the 650 meter long warship forward, establishing the frontal perimeter.

Soon afterwards, 65 small circular glowing probes were launched from the front of the Pegasus, scattering in all directions, little red lights glowing as the flew faster and faster away, in search of hospitable planets.

The UGC could be considered a paranoid bunch when it came to this particular operation. Each of the probes were equipped with a miniature nuclear warhead, with enough firepower to completely shred through the middle section of a Normandy-Class Destroyer. If captured by unidentified alien lifeforms and the correct password is not given within two tries, the nuclear warhead is activated. The countdown sequence is hidden as to not alert the capturers. If the timer runs down from 30 seconds, the warhead blows, killing anything and anyone in it's immediate location, destroying any information carried and alerting the UGC commanders of it's last known location so fighter units can investigate. Once the warhead is activated, it cannot be stopped and must be launched far enough away to avoid complete decimation.

[Bulkan]

Chimera Class carrier.
Investigating structure.

"Sir." A ensign on the bridge of the Chimera said.
"What?" the captain said.
" Incoming object. small. "
He pointed on a holoboard.
A object, small, circular, flew past the Bridge. The captain of a Raven hailed them.
"Did you see that?" He asked.
"Yeah.." the Chimera captain said.
"Should i have a Drone intercept it?" the raven captain asked. " Yeah." The Chimera captain said.

A Small drone, not a fighter, but a tiny construction drone, left the underside of the Raven. Its tiny pincers outstretched to intercept the Probe.
It came in close, and grabbed it. a tiny little tentacle like object came out and began to run over its surface, flashing a blue light every centimeter or so. Then it stopped, and let go of the Probe.

"Data coming in." The Ensign on the Chimera's bridge said.
"Theirs a Nuke on that!" He said.
"Well then. Destroy it or disable the device."
"Redirecting probe to disable the Nuke. " The Captain of the Raven said through the comm link.

The Drone came over to the Probe again, grabbing it. It began to rip open panels and rip off metal, tossing it in to space. Then i grabbed a small device, presumably the Nuke, and it held it out while it was still attached to the probe.
Tiny tentacles came out and it be began to hack the Nuclear device within the Probe.

"Sir. Energy spike within the bomb!" A ensign said.
"Its going nuclear!"

"Shoot it! Shoot it NOW!" The Chimera captain yelled.
The Raven shot off a Single siege missile, aiming directly for the Probe. It slammed in to it, and with a withering flash, the bomb detonated, destroying the probe and the drone.

[Armetesia]

New Feltidora A-5439
Off of the Exoplanet

"Uhh... Captain? A large thermonuclear explosion was detected 20 miles away"
"WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN, THERE'S NOTHING BUT US IN THIS CELESTIAFORSAKEN REGION OF SPACE"
"It, umm... it sorta... well, kinda was a probe thermal on a Caladari Chimera"
"... Great, just what Armetesia needs, to be in firing range on another war with Buklan. I call HQ, you should probably turn off cloak systems"

Immeadiately, the station buzzed to life as lighting and commercial holoboards activated. Large reinforced quartz windows opened and trade ships began streaming through the warp gate. A message was sent to the Caladari forces, "Don't you fa*kers recognize you're own mortal enemies?"

"It seems to be a three-way conflict between Bulkan, the UGC and... Squeeheart? Well, better sent a convoy over to the Balkan to see what the hell there doing here."

[The United Galactic Colonies]

1st Expeditionary Force
UGS Pegasus' Bridge

The Admiral and the Bridge sat quietly as they awaited the response on the various probes throughout the system, waiting for word of some kind of planet to be in the system so they may investigate. Absolutely no word was heard from the probes. Some of the crew actually began falling asleep from the boredom of waiting more than three hours for probes that would take much longer to register that what they were indeed looking at...was an asteroid.

The technical abilities of the T-72 Exploration Drone was absolutely horrendous. Slow speed, slow photo times, slow scanning times, everything about it was dissatisfactory, but still it managed to pass inspection and become the Navy's number one exploration drone!

As everything was completely quiet, the atmosphere was interrupted by a long, loud, alarm that only rang twice before automatically turning off.

"Status report! What was that?" The Admiral said as he jumped from his seat.

"One of the probes went live. Status report shows....the nuke went active...and detonated." Said the Lieutenant, astounded that it actually happened.

The crew stayed silent for a moment. The Admiral wanted to dismiss it as nothing but perhaps hitting an asteroid, but the Probes were not as dumb as they may have looked.

Probes can avoid incoming asteroids and other anomalies. The nuclear warhead is only activated in the presence of technology. Advanced technology, which gave the entire Pegasus' Bridge crew the cold shivers.

"Alright...send a Priority One Message to UGC Command at Terraron. Extraterrestrial presence in Epsilon Eridani confirmed at detonation of T-72 Exploration Drone's nuclear warhead. Requesting immediate Naval Tactical Response Force immediately." Said the Admiral quietly to Commander MacTavish.

"The UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable will investigate. Leave the other ships in defensive formation and have every single weapon at their disposal ready, even Nukes if the unknown contacts turn out to be hostile. If we don't make it, have an automated beacon ready to send should we lose whatever battle may ensue and tell the rest of the Fleet to get the hell out of here. Set Combat Status 1 throughout the ship!" Said the Admiral as he prepared himself to investigate.

The Alarms rang out as Fighters, weapons and crew prepared for a possible fight between the UGC and the unknown contact.

Within minutes, the large Goliath-Class Carrier and a Sunray-Class Dreadnought broke formation and crawled towards a clear lightjump space, where they would reach the probe's last known location within around 12 seconds.

The two warships warmed up their Lightspace Drives and went ahead full speed ahead.

"3...2...1...Jump!" Said Admiral Stahlworth as he pounded his fist on the armrest of his command chair.

Within a few moments, both vessels disappeared in a cloud of blue lightning and clouds.

[Bulkan]

New Feltidora A-5439
Off of the Exoplanet

"Uhh... Captain? A large thermonuclear explosion was detected 20 miles away"
"WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN, THERE'S NOTHING BUT US IN THIS CELESTIAFORSAKEN REGION OF SPACE"
"It, umm... it sorta... well, kinda was a probe thermal on a Caladari Chimera"
"... Great, just what Armetesia needs, to be in firing range on another war with Buklan. I call HQ, you should probably turn off cloak systems"

Immeadiately, the station buzzed to life as lighting and commercial holoboards activated. Large reinforced quartz windows opened and trade ships began streaming through the warp gate. A message was sent to the Caladari forces, "Don't you fa*kers recognize you're own mortal enemies?"

"It seems to be a three-way conflict between Bulkan, the UGC and... Squeeheart? Well, better sent a convoy over to the Balkan to see what the hell there doing here."

The Chimera and its Escort began to turn towards the Station.
There shields flickered to life, and there guns began to spin up.
The Chimera unleashed a withering Wave of Plasma Chain gun fire in to the Hull of the Station, ripping open the super structure, and decompressing the Hallways in its section.

Gunships came out of the Chimera Carrier, Each gunship was filled with dozens of Assault troopers. The assault troopers jumped out of the Gunships and on to the hull of the Station, and began to cut there way in.
The troops used Plasma torches, and ripped open the hull of the station.
The Air decompressed in the Halls, as the Soldiers jumped in to the station through the holes.

1st Expeditionary Force
UGS Pegasus' Bridge

The Admiral and the Bridge sat quietly as they awaited the response on the various probes throughout the system, waiting for word of some kind of planet to be in the system so they may investigate. Absolutely no word was heard from the probes. Some of the crew actually began falling asleep from the boredom of waiting more than three hours for probes that would take much longer to register that what they were indeed looking at...was an asteroid.

The technical abilities of the T-72 Exploration Drone was absolutely horrendous. Slow speed, slow photo times, slow scanning times, everything about it was dissatisfactory, but still it managed to pass inspection and become the Navy's number one exploration drone!

As everything was completely quiet, the atmosphere was interrupted by a long, loud, alarm that only rang twice before automatically turning off.

"Status report! What was that?" The Admiral said as he jumped from his seat.

"One of the probes went live. Status report shows....the nuke went active...and detonated." Said the Lieutenant, astounded that it actually happened.

The crew stayed silent for a moment. The Admiral wanted to dismiss it as nothing but perhaps hitting an asteroid, but the Probes were not as dumb as they may have looked.

Probes can avoid incoming asteroids and other anomalies. The nuclear warhead is only activated in the presence of technology. Advanced technology, which gave the entire Pegasus' Bridge crew the cold shivers.

"Alright...send a Priority One Message to UGC Command at Terraron. Extraterrestrial presence in Epsilon Eridani confirmed at detonation of T-72 Exploration Drone's nuclear warhead. Requesting immediate Naval Tactical Response Force immediately." Said the Admiral quietly to Commander MacTavish.

"The UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable will investigate. Leave the other ships in defensive formation and have every single weapon at their disposal ready, even Nukes if the unknown contacts turn out to be hostile. If we don't make it, have an automated beacon ready to send should we lose whatever battle may ensue and tell the rest of the Fleet to get the hell out of here. Set Combat Status 1 throughout the ship!" Said the Admiral as he prepared himself to investigate.

The Alarms rang out as Fighters, weapons and crew prepared for a possible fight between the UGC and the unknown contact.

Within minutes, the large Goliath-Class Carrier and a Sunray-Class Dreadnought broke formation and crawled towards a clear lightjump space, where they would reach the probe's last known location within around 12 seconds.

The two warships warmed up their Lightspace Drives and went ahead full speed ahead.

"3...2...1...Jump!" Said Admiral Stahlworth as he pounded his fist on the armrest of his command chair.

Within a few moments, both vessels disappeared in a cloud of blue lightning and clouds.

Rokh class Battleships arrived to the location of the Chimera, to investigate the Probe detonation and the Reactor piece.
Each was scanning everything, while the Chimera and its other escorts were attacking the station.

[Arexia]

Fascist State of Arexia
City Nova of The Second Region
Communications Department



-"Glory to the Arexian Democratic state."- Echoes through the department,each day the same propaganda as always.But today it was different,the same propaganda was spoken for the hundredth time!Such a glorious gift from the leader.

"This is the Nova Department of Communication,commence further rally of stationed troops on Planet sector 3 and 4." A muffled robotic voice speaks on the microphone.

"Copy that Communication Centre.Any more orders?" The Commander of the 11th Fascist Space Legion replied.

"When reaching maximum fleet capacity,set course to space exploration." The Robotic voice replies.

"Affirmative." The transmission ended,as the Commander pushed back from his private computer,as if he was defeated.Actually he was defeated,because sending an invasionary fleet to explore space is a waste of fuel,manpower and ships.Oh well..orders are orders.

[The United Galactic Colonies]

UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable
Epsilon Eridani Sector 4
Investigation of Probe Detonation

As the two vessels came out of lightspace, they immediately witnessed the exact location of the remnants of the probe, dwarfed by a giant warship, whose design was not of the Galactic Colonies.

"Good, god. So they are real." The Vice Admiral said in his head.

"All guns, focus on that unknown vessel. Activate the Nuclear warheads and get them ready for launch, should these fuckers try anything! Get a message to the Indomitable, I want them to separate and try to circle around. How many fighters do we have ready?!" Said the Admiral, as the alarm blared.

"We have 70 Spider-Class Interceptors and 40 Stinger-Class fighters ready and awaiting command, Admiral!" Said a Warrant Officer Jones Terry.

As the ships seemed perfectly still, the UGS Indomitable made a sharp, quick turn to the left, breaking off formation with the Pegasus, and turning to the side, bring all of the Indomitable's Class III MAC cannons to bear on to the unknown warship.

"Attempt to get me on a secured QEC connection with these people. Do not fire unless I command so! If they even appear to be moving their guns in an odd fashion, we hit them wit everything we have, understood?" The Admiral said, looking quite angry at the terrestrials, hiding fear with a courageous anger.

The entire room replied with a brave "Aye, aye!" as the crew hustled around.

UGC Naval Command
Planet Terraron, Capital of the Republic, and seat of the UGC Government

Through the large, white halls of the Command Center, a noise of click clacking was heard through the empty walls. As the noise grew closer, the sound of boots rapidly touching the marble floors was heard clearer.

A young man dressed in a khaki colored uniform, ran as fast as he could to the end of the hall, where a large steel door bearing the Galactic Star adorned it. As the man got closer, the door's scanner interface recognized him.

"Lieutenant Max T. Prymus, authorized for entry. Welcome, Lieutenant Prymus." Said the VI of the door, who hissed the door open to the side, allowing within.

As the Lieutenant ran in, an entire panel of various Military and Political leaders sat, debating on the best course of action on dealing with a small band of pirates a few lightyears away from Planet Tauron.

"Oh, what is it, young man?! We've been given enough distraction as it is?! What do you require!!" Yelled the man. An officer by the looks, a very high ranking officer. His blue naval dress was adorned with various medals.

"Pardon the interruption, but a very important message from the Exploration Fleet." Said the Lieutenant, slowly handing it to the Officer.

The Admiral snatched it away within a moments blink to tear it open and read the contents. The man rose his eyes very slowly, before jumping out of his seat and walking towards the door.

"Vallie, lock the door and seal it. Deactivate all cameras and recorders to this room. Directive Authorization Omega-554-129-427- Alpha One Override." Said the Admiral, with a certain authoritive purpose they have yet to hear during the entire meeting.

"Authorization Confirmed." Said the voice before the door slammed shut, a series of locks, hisses and slams were heard a few seconds after the door closed.

"What is the meaning of this, Thompson?!" Said one of the Political leaders, someone very important looking from Tauron, possibly?

"Gentlemen." The Admiral said as he walked back to his desk in front of everyone in the room.

"Word from the First Exploratory Fleet has arrived. Extra terrestrial presence has been confirmed in Epsilon Eridani, with the destruction of one of the Exploration Probes. The UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable moved out to investigate.

The crowd immediately erupted In idle chatter about the UGC's first contact with aliens and whether or not to send the full measure of the entire Galactic Navy's fleets.

"Enough!" The Admiral said as he slammed his fist on the table. As a result, the entire room quieted.

"We have yet to know if these Extraterrestrial anomalies are hostile or not. I put full faith in Vice Admiral Stahlworth's ability to find a diplomatic solution through this all. I am betting that no blood shall spill on this day, whether it be ours or another's." The Admiral concluded, getting a horrid response in return.

"What if they bypass that fleet and come straight here?!?! What if they attack Terraron?! Or Earth!?" Said one man, whose words were jumbled up in a sea of confused, scared chatter.

"I am NOT stupid, though!" Yelled the Admiral, somehow achieving a volume louder than the chatter of the Panel of other Admirals, Generals and Politicians.

"All fleets are to be put on high alert throughout the Colonies, with stronger Patrols guarding the borders. I will also dispatch a Strike Force of two Viper-Class Battlecruisers to the 1EF location to ensure the safety of the smaller vessels there. Until we receive word from the Vice Admiral or the Battlecruisers, no one is permitted to leave this room. To leave would be to spread word, to spread word is to spread panic. So get comfortable!" Said the Admiral.

[Novaya Equestria]

OOC: Volks, do not try get offended if Queen Chrysalis is part of the Imperial Council or her changelings working for the military or something.

IC:
Reichstag Building, Novaya Canterlot
Imperial Military State of Novaya Equestria

The Imperial Council of the Imperial Military State of Novaya Equestria, also known as the Interstellar Military State of Novaya Equestria (due to its four colonies), was a lot of busy. "What we're gonna do is to increase education!" One particular councilor, Dimanetri Yukov, said. A few councilors disagreed. "No way! The environment is our first option! We must increase the security and protection of our environment!" Yuri Marelenka said. "No way. I suggest we spend our budget on technology!" Grigor Illyanich Stoyaneighvich respond.

Just as everything were about to turn into chaos, Reichspraesident Borealis Trident Mir Sparkler-Honeymoon and Vizepraesident Ushanka Mosin Starkovsky entered the council room. "Ladies and gentlecolts. I'd like to apologize for interrupting, but since we're all gathered here, I'd like to start this particular meeting." Borealis said as he and Ushanka sat down. "The Interstellar Military State of Novaya Equestria's four colonies is not enough to make things smoothly, so I suggested we increase colonization and military budget. I informed Admiral Richard Marerison about leading an IMS expeditionary force to outer space. But since Novaya Equestria is being overpopulated, I think colonization is the first thing before the military budget comes. Queen Chrysalis, the leader of the Changeling Party, told me so." Borealis said as he stretched his legs.

"I want both military and colonization budget increased or else I will whack you all in the faces with crowbars; the only exception, of course, is Queen Chrysalis. Ushanka, you are now head of this meeting. Do not screw it up next time or else I will scrap your face with said crowbars! Queen Chrysalis, we should go now." Borealis said as he and the changeling left. "He's kinda creepy." Petrov Ponilutkin said, due to Borealis' personality.

[Squeeheart]

OOC: Sorry for late replies.

The Bulkan Wormhole Entry

Before the Bulkan fleet appears on their screens not one, but three captains, each from their own Jasmine Corvettes. The Joanna is still visible, but reduces their acceleration to slowly creep behind the frigates.

Within the ships are nothing but colored, talking ponies. Aside from different colored scarves, some with stripes, the ponies were all nudists and with no other way of identifying rank. If this is an assault, it would be a most pitiful, and laughable, armada.

Captain Wish: Hello there, mighty Bulkan fleet. (All three captains take a moment to respectfully bow down, as is the Squeeheart custom with meeting respectable foreigners. Wish resumes speaking.) It appears we have made a mistake with our coordinates. We do not know how, but all three of our ships have been given directions to your fleet; a direction we were making most certain to avoid.

Captain Porter: As you can plainly tell from the three of us, we're trying to travel through space without any risk of danger. We have no desire for combat and would greatly appreciate it if you let us on our way.

Captain Townes:If you have not done so, you may go ahead and scan our equipment. All we're carrying is food and building materials for a small settlement in a different part of the galaxy.

While the captains try reasoning with the Bulkans, the Joanna ship cruises under Porter's frigate and enables the cloaking. It is unknown if anyone was paying attention to the small vessel, and if they did they'll hopefully assume it was just docking.

[Bulkan]

UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable
Epsilon Eridani Sector 4
Investigation of Probe Detonation

As the two vessels came out of lightspace, they immediately witnessed the exact location of the remnants of the probe, dwarfed by a giant warship, whose design was not of the Galactic Colonies.

"Good, god. So they are real." The Vice Admiral said in his head.

"All guns, focus on that unknown vessel. Activate the Nuclear warheads and get them ready for launch, should these fuckers try anything! Get a message to the Indomitable, I want them to separate and try to circle around. How many fighters do we have ready?!" Said the Admiral, as the alarm blared.

"We have 70 Spider-Class Interceptors and 40 Stinger-Class fighters ready and awaiting command, Admiral!" Said a Warrant Officer Jones Terry.

As the ships seemed perfectly still, the UGS Indomitable made a sharp, quick turn to the left, breaking off formation with the Pegasus, and turning to the side, bring all of the Indomitable's Class III MAC cannons to bear on to the unknown warship.

"Attempt to get me on a secured QEC connection with these people. Do not fire unless I command so! If they even appear to be moving their guns in an odd fashion, we hit them wit everything we have, understood?" The Admiral said, looking quite angry at the terrestrials, hiding fear with a courageous anger.

The entire room replied with a brave "Aye, aye!" as the crew hustled around.

UGC Naval Command
Planet Terraron, Capital of the Republic, and seat of the UGC Government

Through the large, white halls of the Command Center, a noise of click clacking was heard through the empty walls. As the noise grew closer, the sound of boots rapidly touching the marble floors was heard clearer.

A young man dressed in a khaki colored uniform, ran as fast as he could to the end of the hall, where a large steel door bearing the Galactic Star adorned it. As the man got closer, the door's scanner interface recognized him.

"Lieutenant Max T. Prymus, authorized for entry. Welcome, Lieutenant Prymus." Said the VI of the door, who hissed the door open to the side, allowing within.

As the Lieutenant ran in, an entire panel of various Military and Political leaders sat, debating on the best course of action on dealing with a small band of pirates a few lightyears away from Planet Tauron.

"Oh, what is it, young man?! We've been given enough distraction as it is?! What do you require!!" Yelled the man. An officer by the looks, a very high ranking officer. His blue naval dress was adorned with various medals.

"Pardon the interruption, but a very important message from the Exploration Fleet." Said the Lieutenant, slowly handing it to the Officer.

The Admiral snatched it away within a moments blink to tear it open and read the contents. The man rose his eyes very slowly, before jumping out of his seat and walking towards the door.

"Vallie, lock the door and seal it. Deactivate all cameras and recorders to this room. Directive Authorization Omega-554-129-427- Alpha One Override." Said the Admiral, with a certain authoritive purpose they have yet to hear during the entire meeting.

"Authorization Confirmed." Said the voice before the door slammed shut, a series of locks, hisses and slams were heard a few seconds after the door closed.

"What is the meaning of this, Thompson?!" Said one of the Political leaders, someone very important looking from Tauron, possibly?

"Gentlemen." The Admiral said as he walked back to his desk in front of everyone in the room.

"Word from the First Exploratory Fleet has arrived. Extra terrestrial presence has been confirmed in Epsilon Eridani, with the destruction of one of the Exploration Probes. The UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable moved out to investigate.

The crowd immediately erupted In idle chatter about the UGC's first contact with aliens and whether or not to send the full measure of the entire Galactic Navy's fleets.

"Enough!" The Admiral said as he slammed his fist on the table. As a result, the entire room quieted.

"We have yet to know if these Extraterrestrial anomalies are hostile or not. I put full faith in Vice Admiral Stahlworth's ability to find a diplomatic solution through this all. I am betting that no blood shall spill on this day, whether it be ours or another's." The Admiral concluded, getting a horrid response in return.

"What if they bypass that fleet and come straight here?!?! What if they attack Terraron?! Or Earth!?" Said one man, whose words were jumbled up in a sea of confused, scared chatter.

"I am NOT stupid, though!" Yelled the Admiral, somehow achieving a volume louder than the chatter of the Panel of other Admirals, Generals and Politicians.

"All fleets are to be put on high alert throughout the Colonies, with stronger Patrols guarding the borders. I will also dispatch a Strike Force of two Viper-Class Battlecruisers to the 1EF location to ensure the safety of the smaller vessels there. Until we receive word from the Vice Admiral or the Battlecruisers, no one is permitted to leave this room. To leave would be to spread word, to spread word is to spread panic. So get comfortable!" Said the Admiral.

The Rokh class battleships began to move towards the Ships.
The Chimera, broke off of its attack on the Armetesian space Station and started moving towards the Two ships that had just jumped in.

OOC: Sorry for late replies.

The Bulkan Wormhole Entry

Before the Bulkan fleet appears on their screens not one, but three captains, each from their own Jasmine Corvettes. The Joanna is still visible, but reduces their acceleration to slowly creep behind the frigates.

Within the ships are nothing but colored, talking ponies. Aside from different colored scarves, some with stripes, the ponies were all nudists and with no other way of identifying rank. If this is an assault, it would be a most pitiful, and laughable, armada.

Captain Wish: Hello there, mighty Bulkan fleet. (All three captains take a moment to respectfully bow down, as is the Squeeheart custom with meeting respectable foreigners. Wish resumes speaking.) It appears we have made a mistake with our coordinates. We do not know how, but all three of our ships have been given directions to your fleet; a direction we were making most certain to avoid.

Captain Porter: As you can plainly tell from the three of us, we're trying to travel through space without any risk of danger. We have no desire for combat and would greatly appreciate it if you let us on our way.

Captain Townes:If you have not done so, you may go ahead and scan our equipment. All we're carrying is food and building materials for a small settlement in a different part of the galaxy.

While the captains try reasoning with the Bulkans, the Joanna ship cruises under Porter's frigate and enables the cloaking. It is unknown if anyone was paying attention to the small vessel, and if they did they'll hopefully assume it was just docking.

A Wyvern class carrier moved towards them, with several Rokh class battleships escorting it.
They stopped when they were less then two kilometers from a Jasmine Corvette.

The captain on the Bridge of the Leviathan opened a comm link, trying to hail all the Jasmine Corvette that the Joanna Was hiding by.

[The United Galactic Colonies]

UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable
Pegasus Command

"Admiral, they aren't responding to our hails and they are moving towards the Pegasus." Said an officer as he watched the orange radar dots appearing red move closer to the blue ones.

The Admiral took a moment to witness the large warships moving closer and closer. He saw that these ships were definitely more advanced than the Galactic Navy's. He knew that a battle between these two forces would end in destruction, for more of the Galactic Warships, than the unidentified vessels. They looked like they packed a punch, but if it was a fight they wanted, they would receive a good one. To the death.

"Fire a warning shot across their bow from Cannon #52. Continue to hail them. If they still continue to not respond....fire everything we got." Said the Admiral as tension continued to build on the Bridge.

On the outside of the vessel, Pegasus Cannon #52 moved backwards with a virring sound, it's big Mark III cannon facing the incoming warship.

"Admiral, sir! We are picking up another vessel coming into Radar. Larger vessel, same type of construction, though. Orders, sir?" Said the nervous officer.

"Hold fire! Nobody fires unless I order it so. Do not let them scare us by bringing in additional warships. They won't matter if they fire at us. They'll be dead already!" Said the Admiral, as confidently as he could to inspire the crew.

The Indomitable continued aiming directly at the incoming warship, large boxy like containers also erected from around the ship, these were the launch stations for the Disruptor missile systems.

As the shot was fired out with extreme force, the glowing bolt of orange and red slung past the incoming battleship's hull, almost knicking it but not quite.


Alpha Centauri Space
4th Battle Group, 5th Heavy Patrol Force

Guarding the inward facing sector of Tauron to the sun, three Viper-Class Battlecruisers drifted among the stars, patrolling the area and repelling pirates and smugglers should they attempt to breach this sector of Tauron's space. The ships were the UGS Nevada, UGS Achilles, and UGS Florida. The command vessel of the 5th Patrol Force was the UGS Achilles, with Commander Vehlman Antille leading.

"Incoming Message from: UGC Command, Terraron." Said the automated VI of the Achilles. The crew, most of whom seemed half asleep, and the others drunk from last night's celebration of the Achilles' fifth year of service within the 4th B.G. The Commander was even a little out of it as he mashed the holographic response button that appeared in front of him.

"This is Commander Antille of the UGS Achilles, receiving UGC Command. What seems to be the problem, Admiral?" He said, stumbling to keep his balance.

"As of now, the Achilles and Nevada have been disconnected from the 4th Battle Group's Communication Relay System. You have been selected for a special mission. This is a Priority One Mission Objective being given to you because we evaluated and came to the conclusion that the Achilles' offers the largest amount of efficiency and secrecy during this operation. With this said, we required both of the previously named Viper-Class Battlecruisers to enter lightspace and go to Epsilon Eridani and rendezvous with the First Exploratory Force. You will receive further orders then." Said the Admiral, with a stern look to his face.

The crew was jumped awake and shocked that they would actually have to go to Eridani. Some saw opportunity, others more paranoid thoughts.

"But...sir. What happened to the Expedition. Is everything okay, sir?" Said the concerned Commander.

"Further Orders will be given once arrival to Epsilon Eridani and rendezvous with the Expedition's ships can be established. Over and out." Said the Admiral.

"Wait, sir!-" The Commander was cut off as the holographic screen disappeared from view, the Fleet Admiral's ear with it.

A moment of silence engulfed the crew as confusion hit in force. Most officers and security soldiers looked very worried and clueless.

"Alright, people....Set Condition 2 throughout the ship. Bring in all fighters and secure all docking pods for immediate lightjump to Eridani. Make sure our fuel and power levels are high enough to provide after the jump, because it's gonna be a long one." Said the Commander as he flopped down in his chair, a look of defeat on his face as he was a day away from shore leave.

The UGS Achilles and Nevada both broke away from the UGS Florida, who continued on normal patrol duties.

[Arexia]

FSA Warship Kittyhawk

"Sir.We are picking up certain activity in sector 5.We still have not rallied most of our forces,further instructions?" The Commander of the already familiar fleet asked.

"We won't risk sending most of our ships into sector 5,and isn't sector 5 void empty?" The Nova Communications voice came over.

"No sir,these activities are larger than usual star meltdowns,it is reminding on a larger fleet of space-faring vehicles." The Commander replies.

"Send out three light frigates."

"Yes sir." The Commander motioned on the holographic map for three smaller ships to warp to the exact pointed location,in which this case is sector 5.

The Three frigates started to move away from the fleet beginning to warp.
"Engage far-travel." The Captain of the lead frigate spoke up.
Both three ships dissapeared,leaving a trail of a foggy white substance behind them,whilst the third ship in the unit exploded.Malfunctions I say.

At least the good thing about the Arexian space military,is that they at least have a advanced inter-planetary radar,but everything else.Crap,all crap.

[Bulkan]

UGS Pegasus and UGS Indomitable
Pegasus Command

"Admiral, they aren't responding to our hails and they are moving towards the Pegasus." Said an officer as he watched the orange radar dots appearing red move closer to the blue ones.

The Admiral took a moment to witness the large warships moving closer and closer. He saw that these ships were definitely more advanced than the Galactic Navy's. He knew that a battle between these two forces would end in destruction, for more of the Galactic Warships, than the unidentified vessels. They looked like they packed a punch, but if it was a fight they wanted, they would receive a good one. To the death.

"Fire a warning shot across their bow from Cannon #52. Continue to hail them. If they still continue to not respond....fire everything we got." Said the Admiral as tension continued to build on the Bridge.

On the outside of the vessel, Pegasus Cannon #52 moved backwards with a virring sound, it's big Mark III cannon facing the incoming warship.

"Admiral, sir! We are picking up another vessel coming into Radar. Larger vessel, same type of construction, though. Orders, sir?" Said the nervous officer.

"Hold fire! Nobody fires unless I order it so. Do not let them scare us by bringing in additional warships. They won't matter if they fire at us. They'll be dead already!" Said the Admiral, as confidently as he could to inspire the crew.

The Indomitable continued aiming directly at the incoming warship, large boxy like containers also erected from around the ship, these were the launch stations for the Disruptor missile systems.

As the shot was fired out with extreme force, the glowing bolt of orange and red slung past the incoming battleship's hull, almost knicking it but not quite.


Alpha Centauri Space
4th Battle Group, 5th Heavy Patrol Force

Guarding the inward facing sector of Tauron to the sun, three Viper-Class Battlecruisers drifted among the stars, patrolling the area and repelling pirates and smugglers should they attempt to breach this sector of Tauron's space. The ships were the UGS Nevada, UGS Achilles, and UGS Florida. The command vessel of the 5th Patrol Force was the UGS Achilles, with Commander Vehlman Antille leading.

"Incoming Message from: UGC Command, Terraron." Said the automated VI of the Achilles. The crew, most of whom seemed half asleep, and the others drunk from last night's celebration of the Achilles' fifth year of service within the 4th B.G. The Commander was even a little out of it as he mashed the holographic response button that appeared in front of him.

"This is Commander Antille of the UGS Achilles, receiving UGC Command. What seems to be the problem, Admiral?" He said, stumbling to keep his balance.

"As of now, the Achilles and Nevada have been disconnected from the 4th Battle Group's Communication Relay System. You have been selected for a special mission. This is a Priority One Mission Objective being given to you because we evaluated and came to the conclusion that the Achilles' offers the largest amount of efficiency and secrecy during this operation. With this said, we required both of the previously named Viper-Class Battlecruisers to enter lightspace and go to Epsilon Eridani and rendezvous with the First Exploratory Force. You will receive further orders then." Said the Admiral, with a stern look to his face.

The crew was jumped awake and shocked that they would actually have to go to Eridani. Some saw opportunity, others more paranoid thoughts.

"But...sir. What happened to the Expedition. Is everything okay, sir?" Said the concerned Commander.

"Further Orders will be given once arrival to Epsilon Eridani and rendezvous with the Expedition's ships can be established. Over and out." Said the Admiral.

"Wait, sir!-" The Commander was cut off as the holographic screen disappeared from view, the Fleet Admiral's ear with it.

A moment of silence engulfed the crew as confusion hit in force. Most officers and security soldiers looked very worried and clueless.

"Alright, people....Set Condition 2 throughout the ship. Bring in all fighters and secure all docking pods for immediate lightjump to Eridani. Make sure our fuel and power levels are high enough to provide after the jump, because it's gonna be a long one." Said the Commander as he flopped down in his chair, a look of defeat on his face as he was a day away from shore leave.

The UGS Achilles and Nevada both broke away from the UGS Florida, who continued on normal patrol duties.

"Sir. One of the ships just fired a shot at A Rokh. " A ensign on the bridge of the Chimera.
" What?" The captain asked. "Tell them to fire a warning shot back, and if they fire at the Rokh, destroy there engines and board them. "

A Afocal Beam cannon fired a Large Blue Laser only a few inches off the Hull of the Pegasus. The other ships turned there shields online and activated there weapons systems, locking on to the Smaller ships.

[The United Galactic Colonies]

Pegasus Command Bridge
Epsilon Eridani

The bridge of the Pegasus rocked violently as the bright beam whizzed right past the Pegasus' frontal hull, shaking and knocking out a few nonessential powers, which came back online only a few seconds after the shot was fired.

"It appears they fired a warning shot at us as well." Said one of the Radar Officers. The crew watched as the warship drew closer and closer, refusing to stop.

"Alright this is enough! They want to play chicken? Okay...we'll play. Helmsmen, full speed ahead!" Said the Admiral, watching as the warship creeped on the Pegasus.

Both of the Helmsmen pushed the engine controller levers all the way to the steel station, and with a rush of force, the crew was forced back a little bit as all 8 of the high powered engines flared in a wondrous display of purple haze that dissipated over a short period of time.

The Pegasus forced itself ahead, directly towards the battleship, the Indomitable holding position, it's guns still trained as the full might of it's fighter and interceptor Air wings were finishing final preparations.

[Squeeheart]

The corvette captains look at each other with worry, but the Bulkans don't know why. The captains know Taffy took longer than he should've to cloak the Joanna, but nobody thought the fleets would've scanned the credentials of that ship so quick to get all the details on it.

The Squeeheartians have foolishly revealed the existence of their Joanna stealth cruisers...

Quickly thinking, Captain Townes speaks up and makes an excuse. Meanwhile Captain Wish's communications go to static making it unclear as to what is going on. During Townes's discussion, Grand Admiral Taffy and Captain Wish speak with each other in private.

Captain Townes: I'm sorry everypony, but the secret is out now. My Bulkan friends, that ship we're following is being piloted by a terrorist! (All the other ponies looked shock about what is being said, but try acting natural.) That ship was suppose to remain hidden from public eye, but the Grand Admiral Taffy has betrayed us. He plans on escorting that ship to Celestia knows where. We must destroy that ship before our enemies obtain it by any means necessary.

Porter's Sergeant: Captain, the Joanna is hiding behind our corvette. (Porter nervously looks at the sergeant, ears shot up.)

Captain Porter: What? Shoot it down!

The Sergeant: Um, sir? Isn't that against our--

Captain Porter: No! Shoot it down! The Admiral is a traitor to our country! You know what we do with traitors... (The Bulkan fleets can see the weapons for the corvettes coming online. The Grand Admiral Taffy finally appears, having listened to the conversation.

Admiral Taffy: This ship is mine, foals! You're not getting it back. Your government is illegitimate and once I offer this ship to Novaya Equestria, I'll make a fine profit and your Monarch will be bucked! Maybe I'll even get enlisted into their ranks, and help lead a personal invasion on the Hexagon! Let Squeeheart burn!

Shock and terror is on the faces of the ponies when the Joanna uncloaks and flies low around the starboard of Captain Wish's ship. It opens fire and destroys several cannons before activating the hyperjump and escaping the Bulkan fleet. Wish's corvette is still stable, but pieces of debris fly from the beautiful ship. Captain Wish finally establishes better contact with the Bulkans and Jasmine Corvettes. Sirens are blaring behind him and troops are running in different directions.

Captain Wish: Um, don't worry, these are just minor scratches. However it may take a while before we're ready to jump again. Porter, Townes, we should head back to Poneria. We need to convince the Hexagon to send better forces. (The captains agree, but they don't nod until they see Wish wink. The Bulkans also noticed the rather odd wink.)

Bulkan generals, we're terribly sorry for the inconvenience. By the way, don't attack Novaya Equestria on sight if you see them. If rumors are true, they're going to use the Joanna's blueprints to create more stealth cruisers. It is bad enough our relations are weak, but if we accuse Novaya outright they will send an invasion force on Squeeheart! Besides, anyone who knows of Fuhrer Borealis knows of his policy with terrorists: I surmise the Novayans will just kill Taffy and take the blueprints anyways.

This conflict just is between us, Novaya, and traitor Taffy. Don't get involved. We don't want any Bulkan casualties to arise from this.

The Jasmine Corvettes activate their hyperjumps and fly back Poneria. It is highly likely though the Bulkans are suspicious of Squeeheart, especially of Captain Wish.