From The Darkness Comes The Horde. [FT CLOSED]

[Dakka Dakka Dakka]

On a large asteroid

A large fiqure walked into a make shift control room, many wires and panels hung loose and several small goblin like creatures carried tools and weapon shells around bumping into each other occasional and breaking out in to pointless little fights. As the fiqure contiuned to walk towards what seemed like the main control console, his large front canines dripping blood and his broad shoulders held large hunks of metal which formed some kind of armour. The metal flickered static as the odd surge of power flowed through metal plates.
"Time to haz us a waggghhh" The beast chuckled.

The asteroid's sides seemed to open much like windows and between them and the systems star, a planet sat. As the asteroid began to near the planet it burst into life, as thousands of large aliens began to shout as they grabbed anything they could use as a weapon. From within the asteroid there was a deafening cry.
"WWAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!"

The horde was comming. From the planets surface one could only imagine the sight of hundreads of asteroid's flying towards their home. If only they knew the true horror that was to be unleashed.

[Species and Cultures]

Captain Thomas Griffin
Copernicus Colony
Theta Osario System
28th Febuary 2401

The day had started like any other out on the frontier. Morning had dawned on the colony just in time to watch as the Starfleet bases Starfighter compliment disappeared off into the stars to disuade a pirate vessel from preying upon the various Civilian traffic that was moving through the system. Roughly an hour later the Squadron had returned victorious, elated with their confirmed enemy kill. Captain Thomas Griffin, the Starfleet installation's Commanding officer, had been on the flight line to welcome them back. Since he had handed over control of the Colony to the civilian leadership in 2399, he had allowed himself more time to focus on ensuring that the Colony had a well-trained Starfleet and Marine force.

"Captain Griffin, please report to the Hub, Captain Griffin to the Hub"

Glancing up Griffin frowned and strode across the Colony towards the Hub which still towered above the ever expanding Colony. Although it was now mostly under the control of the Colonies governor, it still had a Starfleet situation room and that was where he was heading.

"Ok, what've we got?" Griffin asked as he entered the room.

"We've got a large asteroid strike heading in" Lieutenant Commander Alex Wood, the duty officer, reported.

"Very well, raise the Colony shields and warm up the Phasers" Griffin ordered "Take out any that are large enough to threaten the planet, leave the rest"

With a low buzz, the Colonies defensive shield flickered into life, followed promptly by a number of Phaser turrets emerging from the ground and securing themselves. A few seconds later several golden-yellow Phaser Beams darted up towards the larger asteroid, either vaporising them or cutting them down into less harmful pieces.

[Dakka Dakka Dakka]

"Oi boss, dat dere planet is firing at us." Said one of the aliens in a rather panicy tone.
"Of course dey are you git, wez gonna show em whos boss, start up da sparky thingy." He roared as he threw the other alien across the room. The alien began to pull down on a large lever.
"Ugh boss it wont go downs." He said as he began jumping up and down on the lever. The larger alien walked over to the other one trying to use the switch.
"This is how ya do it ya grot." He said as he picked him up and bashed the lever down with the other aliens body. After tossing the lifeless body aside electric discharged itself from the lever and after a few moments a shield was being generated.
"That should stop them gitz from shooting up me boyz."

Following the lead vessal many of the other ones put up shields. However their technology at best was shaky and many didn't deploy at all rather they blow up. The many that made it passed the lasers collided with the shields. Many more simply exploded on contact, while many punched clean through and crashed into the planet making landfall.

[Species and Cultures]

Captain Thomas Griffin
Copernicus Colony
Theta Osario System
28th Febuary 2401

"Uh Sir, the asteroids have...um...raised shields" Wood reported confused "I think we're under attack"

"Red Alert, put the Colony on alert I want all the Civilians in the safe zones" Griffin reported urgently as he strode back to the centre of the room "All Phaser batteries, fire at will, I want as many of those things downed"

With some sort of hostile intent behind the Asteroids it was sensible to assume that there was something inside them that Starfleet didn't want to get to the planet's surface. Either way they needed to be destroyed. The Colonies Phaser banks powered up again and began to take shots at the asteroids, although Griffin knew he couldn't down them all. If he had a Starship maybe, but he didn't.

"I want a Marine Platoon in Blackhawks and ready to go in ten minuets to perform a eyeball search of the impact sites" Griffin ordered "And someone get me a Phaser"

Major Amy Jackson
Sigma Asoa
Sigma Asoa System
12th January 2401

Marine Major Amy Jackson performed his pre-combat check on his Phaser Rifle as the Blackhawk cruised through the clouds towards the area in question. The Blackhawk Runabout was a craft specifically designed to carry Marines into combat, two such craft were able to carry a Marine Platoon of 32 Marines into battle and provide immediate Close Air Support until a dedicated craft could arrive on the scene. His rifle had been simiarlly improved for Marine usage, outwardly the same design as the regular Starfleet weapon, his weapon was much more powerful at the cost of less versility in the type of blasts it could shoot. Unlike the Starfleet Weapon that could shoot in beams like a regular phaser, the Marine Phaser Rifle can only shoot in burts similar to the Phaser cannon on a Defiant-Class Starship. This choice was chosen simply because it was deemed better for combat, for punching through armour, shielding or anything that it may need to.

Due to the devastating firepower, which is now deployed on the battlefield, personal protection for the Marine rifleman is essential. The major threats come not only from small arms fire, but also artillery blast and fragmentation. Marine Personal armour is designed to provide a balance between protection and weight, where it will not provide the protection of powered armour; it does require far less training and support. The M3 pattern personal armour consists of a sandwich of materials moulded to form a ridged shell. The outer layer of the sandwich is an ultra light duranium alloy, to provide structural strength and ablative protection against energy weapons. Beneath this is a core consisting of a layer of boron carbide resin bonded to a layer of carbon fibre, the boron carbide layer is designed to shatter a ballistic round on impact reducing the energy of the impact. Beneath this, the carbon fibre layer provides protection at the point of penetration by delaminating across a large area therefore absorbing more energy. Finally, on the inside of the armour is a woven liner designed to dissipate the remainder of the energy by deforming in the area of the impact, and is able to catch any spalling or fragmentation from the first three layers. Add to this a form-following personnel shield that affords the user protection whilst still allowing them to fight, and you have one of the most protected soldiers in Federation history.

"Sir, we're approaching the Impact Area, stand-by for Beam down if we're ordered The Craft's pilot reported urgently.

"Into the Transporters Marines!" Jackson ordered as he pulled on his helmet.

[Dakka Dakka Dakka]

THUD

"Ugh that was a rough landing." Said one of the aliens. As he arose the largest one walked towards one of the many openings that was made by the crash landing.
"Alright boyz, we is da orkz and our roks got us here now get do da dakka and get shooting." He ordered as he took his first steps onto the planet, the ground was a waste, the rok had thrown up most of the vegitation. As he took a few steps he noticed the transport comming towards him and his horde.
" WWWAAAAGGGHHHHH!" He shouted as he picked up a large make shift laser cannon with one hand. The cannon weighted over fifty kilograms but he lifted it like a paperweight. After a few seconds of charging he fired the cannon, parts fell off the gun as he did, but the laser blast moved towards its target.

After the first shot hundreads of Orks clambered out of the rok and began firing their make shift guns. Each ork carrying a bigger gun than the one next to it as if it was a competition. The overwhealming sound of gun fire would have crippled an ordinary man, but not the orks, this was their life.
"Dakka Dakka Dakka!" Shouted the beasts as they unleashed their barrage of careless shots, if they actaully hit something didn't seem to matter to them, only the size of their guns.


All over the planets surface, many similar events were unfolding, roks opened to reveal the invaders the horde was here.

[Species and Cultures]

Major Amy Jackson
Sigma Asoa
Sigma Asoa System
12th January 2401

"My God" Jackson exclaimed as she looked out the viewport at the landing zone, even worse; sensors showed numerous others across the planet. She was knocked from her feet when the Runabout was side-swiped by an enemy round, the vessels shields buzzing into life as the pilot performed an emergency turn back towards the Colony.

"Griffin!" SHe shouted loudly over the whining of the engines as they were pushed beyond the red line as the Runabout soared across the sky back towards the relative safety of the Colony.

"I've got you Major, what's the situation" Griffins voice asked over the Comm.

"We've got a major Problem sir" Jackson reported "I'd say at least 100,000 enemy troops on the ground, possibly more"

"Major, we've got under 500 Marines, what the hell do you expect us to be able to do?" Griffin asked.

"Sir, with respect, the Colony is lot, there is no way that Starfleet can muster enough troops to hold or retake the Colony within the timeframe we're looking at" Jackson replied as the Colony appeaed on the horizon "They don't look too disciplined or skilled, so I reckon we have the Quality advantage, but they more than outnumber us"

"Very well, I'm issuing a Code One-Zulu alert, we're going to evacuate the Colony" Griffin said, his voice grim "We're going to need to try and contain these things in this System otherwise they'll threaten the Entire Federation if they can attack in such large numbers"

"Agreed Sir, put out the Call"

[Dakka Dakka Dakka]

With the transport leaving the gun fire slowly died down, only the few wild enough orks kept firing as the transport disappeared over the firing line. The larger one who appeared to be the leader quickly turned around.
"Alright you gitz, you grots are gonna set up da campz while you boyz are gonna go find the rest of the boyz shot anyone in your way." He ordered as he strapped on the rest of his armour. He was now covered head to toe in large metal plates atleast six inches think on all sides. His arms were unseeable under the massive gun he had on his left arm and the massive power claw he was weilding on his right.
"I needs to get dis ere planet so we can get us a proper fight. Not these squishy cowards." He muttered as he walked back towards the shaping up camp.

After a few minutes several large cannons were in place. So point at the sky others at the distance. The Ork hordes were ready to destroy anyone that would come to save the defenders. But the leader knew he had to secure a large area for the rest of the boyz to land once the planet was theirs.

[Species and Cultures]

Captain Thomas Griffin
Copernicus Colony
Theta Osario System
28th Febuary 2401

Griffin strode back into the Command Centre, having officialy assumed command of the Colony from the Civlian Governor. The Colony was doing something that Starfleet had become all too good at over the years, preparing for war. The Civlian's were now largley in underground bunkers, heavily protected by Starfleet Security and automated Phaser turrets. They they would be safe until they could be beamed out. The Marines were setting up their defenses, focusing around the Center of the Base, which contained the power core, COlony Hub and the entrances into the secure Bunkers. The Hope was that the shield would force the enemy into a long bombardment, which would give Starfleet more time to send a relief force. Every Starfleet Officer or enlisted person was armed, both with a Type-2F Phaser and a Type-3F Phaser Rifle, the Starfleet version of the Rifles used by the Marines. Everyone was ready to defend themselves from this brutal and unprovoked assault.

"Any word from Starfleet?" Griffin asked as he laid his Phaser Rifle down on the table as the room flashed with Red light.

"The Starship Freedom is leading a task force to evacuate the Colony, and Starfleet Engineering is intending to tow a Starbase into a nearby sector to stop the enemy from getting into Federation space without a fight" Wood reported "They'll be here in three days, you think we can hold out that long?"

"THe shield will hold for some time" Griffin replied "After that we've got superior positions and we've got our automated weapons to kill the enemy with, We'll hold"

"I hope so sir" Wood replied.

"We can only hope Commander" Griffin replied "We can only hope"

[Space Dakka]

A crudely renovated asteroid hurteled through space. Inside it, a large number of orks surrounded a large ork. He was bellowing and bashing the heads on the smaller creatures around him in his rage. They had heard of another clan of orks that had started a waagh and were on their way to join in.

"Dis ere will be our fight boyz, when wez land, i wantz youz all to unleash the dakka on the squishy onez," roard the lead ork.

[Rorgy Smorky]

On the outskirts of space near the newest target of the vicious wagggh several shapes come into view. As they come into view, now approaching the atmoshpere, it is seen that they are not asteriods like the rest but large crudely constructed rectangular metal boxes. These boxes, fitted with salvaged thrusters for entry held not only orks, but their death machines. Not much of these boxes were fresh metal, mostly recycled scrap from a thousand battles, built to 200 grots (Grots: Average sized ork standing shoulder to shoulder).

A hush falls among the dropbox, a silence drowned out by the raging fires outside the now white hot metal paperweight now raining down apon the planet.

Inside the clutered area, gremlins, orks, tools, tanks, is a large figure is seen, an ork more metal than flesh stands filled with rage.

"NOW SEE ERE! you grots better get ME and my CRUSHING MACHINES onto that planet right now or you lot with end up like the runt who made me late to this ere fight!", the mechboss yells, pointing at the now rotting corpse jammed between the treads of a wartrucc.

Nothing else is heard as the the dropboxes thrusters activate, this is the begining of the rain of steel apon the colony

[Dakka Dakka Dakka]

"Oi boss, our scanny thingys are picking up some of da other bossz are comming here to."
"Ugh about time dose gitz got ere. How am I suppose to haz a waaagghh without me tanks?" Replied the large Warboss ScreamKiller. "Alright fire da big cannons at dme humies base so we can get through faster. Besides I wants to hear dem shooting already." He ordered.
"Um yes right away boss. OI BOYZ FIRE DA CANNONS!"

The crudley build cannons looks more like giant sewer pipes and smelt just as bad. After a few moments the giant rusting pieces of scrap began pounding the planets base. All ScreamKiller had to do was wait, and than swarm the base, but patience was a virtue the orks lacked.