PCS Midnight Thunder, Bridge
TCE-984 System “Second Kodos”
2616 Since Founding Year
The system that lay ahead of the Pokosian fleet was a massive hive of activity. Dannaversian ships were buzzing about in panic, forming into attack squadrons and preparing themselves for the defense of the planet. It was a the linchpin in what remained of the Dannaversian defenses of their home territory. It shouldn’t been much of a surprise. The Alliance fleets were carving systems out of the Ternion defenses like one would cut through butter. It was not that the Ternion were not putting up a fight. Matter of fact, there were five-hundred thousand dead Pokosians that disagreed with that. Now the biggest fleet the Pokosians had put together since the Great Schism. Five hundred Pokosian warships floated at the edge of the system in a tightly packed formation waiting for the command to attack. Captain Pah-weet sat in her command chair looking at the veiwscreen with thoughts of awe at the sight of the fleet moving around her ship. She was still not quite over the wound she had taken during the last firefight with the enemy the day before when she ambushed an enemy supply convoy leading to this system. It was an important task, securing the system and isolating it from enemy reinforcements. Pah-weet took the computer pad that she was holding and looking at the last reports that she had been waiting for before the attack. Most of it was status reports of the repairs that had taken place to repair the damage taken the day before.
“What do the scans of the system show us?” Captain Pah-weet asked.
“Sir, scans indicate four hundred enemy craft. One hundred capital ships, two hundred smaller craft and one hundred support ships. On top of that there seems to be a defense system of thirty gun platforms as well. There is also what seems like a research station between us and the enemy fleet. It looks like they are in a damn fool rush to abandon it too” The science officer said after a few seconds of delay.
“Dans doing research, that’s a new one. I havn’t known them to have an original idea throughout the whole course of this war” Pah-weet said in mock surprise.
“Sir, we are getting the attack order. Our section has been tasked with clearing the enemy of their position on the left flank” the communication officer added to the conversation on the bridge.
The Captain took what little moments she had left and made brief prayers to the gods of battle and reserved herself to the much sterner look of a warrior. It was not every day that a battle of this size takes place. But, as with any battle, there were going to be casualties, and one of this size was going to pile up bodies in drifts. The pride of generations would be shredded in seconds. Ships crafted with skilled hands of craftsmen would be nothing but rubble.
“All right them. Helm; take us in at full impulse. Tactical, targets of opportunity” Pah-weet said in a slurry of orders, her beak clicking with every word.
With a lurch the PCS Midnight Thunder began its attack run. Seventy other ships of various classes and armaments followed the hardened cruiser. Almost immediately the enemy started throwing ordinance in the way of the attack wing. Missiles streaked across open space while energy weapons lanced through the darkness like bolts of lightning in the night sky. The barrage started out light, only a few hits blossoming off of the shields of the Pokosian ships but as the attack group got closer the barrage got more intense. Explosions began rippling across the shields of some ships in a cascade of color and light. Some made it through the shields and bubbled the hull of their targets and burst, sending metal and meat and wiring into the depths of space. It was not to say that the Pokosians were not giving as much as they were receiving. Missiles flew like arrows through the dark of night, leaving their launchers in pairs or triplets. Phasers glowed as their bright pulses hurtled through the ever growing shorter distance between the fleets, finding their targets and melting through hulls and shields. If seen from a distance it might even look beautiful, but from where Captain Pah-weet saw it, it was a jumble of death and destruction. This ever so present as she watched an Archer class attack ship bubble and then explode from the Dannaversian fire.
The PCS Midnight Thunder rattled hard as it took a direct hit to the port side of the ship, nearly throwing Pah-weet out of the command perch and onto the deck. To her left, one of the consoles lining the wall exploded in a shower of sparks, enveloping the officer manning that station in light and smoke. The ship itself was edging closer to the research station when suddenly there was a bright light and the ship shook and rattled hard, launching the Captain out of her seat and onto the floor. The forward screen showed a mass of swirling blue lights that oscillated between several different shades of blue. It seemed as though the gravity had been doubled, so much so that it was hard to move. Then, as suddenly as it began, it ended. Captain Pah-weet slowly pushed herself off of the floor, managing to straighten a few loose feathers in the process.
“Report” She chirped.
There was a brief pause before anyone answered due to the fact that people were still trying to get to their stations.
“All systems seem to be functioning, except sensors. Sensors can’t pick up anything, the fleet, the enemy, all gone” The sensor officer reported.
As Captain Pah-weet looked up at the veiwscreen and saw nothing but an emerald planet and stars beyond, her stomach lurched. There was no enemy. No battle raging around them.
“I have a feeling that we are not anywhere near the fleet….”
Survey Station 12
Gree System
Present Day
New Kodos turned into a six month battle. Once the enemy had been cleared from orbit they still fought for every meter of ground they could hold onto until they had been hunted down and cleared of the planet. It was a hard one victory. One that was hard earned. The funny thing was, that during the last moments of fighting, a message from High Command informed Flock Marshall Singlee that the war had been over for two days. Not willing to give up and abandon the planet that took so long to take, the Pokosian Commonwealth held the planet as a colony. Scientists from all over the Commonwealth came and examined what they now knew was a wormhole. Years after probes, then scout ships, and then colony ships had passed through the wormhole at New Kodos. Three colonies had been formed in the Zeta, Gree, and Astation systems and as these colonies grew they needed supplies, resources, new connections for trade. So, after some preliminary scouting, they discovered that the Trade Federation was working in their region along one of the major trade routes of the sector. As such, they sent a probe to the trading lanes in hopes of making contact with a Federation ship. Then, one of the many weeks that it had been sitting out there it made contact and sent a message of invitation to them, asking them to send a representative to the Zeta system where they would meet with diplomatic ship that would convey their representative to the Trelani system on the other side of the wormhole to begin talks that would hopefully create a new trade route and be a source of new materials and goods.
