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[QUOTE]Originally posted by HappyTarget: [QB] This is my first attempt at any kind of fan fic. Hope you like it. Feel free to post any kind of feedback, good or bad. CHAPTER 1 The ship shook as if grabbed by an angry god. Alarm klaxons were blaring, pressure doors sealing. The Manticoran HMS Victory, a destroyer, writhed under the fire pouring into her from the Peep light cruiser. The captain, Lt. Cmdr. Thaddeus Armstrong, issued orders rapid fire. "Roll the ship! Wait until the next gap in her fire then roll left and launch all missiles on the port broadside." Thad thought, 'If only we didn't have two helpless merchantmen to protect, then we could run away.' The Peoples Republic of Haven Light Cruiser PNS Troubadour was slightly more than the Victory could handle. It only out massed the Victory by 10,000 tons, yet those extra tons included more armor and four more missile tubes per broadside. Fortunately, the more advanced ECM and ECCM of the Manty destroyer nearly evened the ships out firepower wise… nearly. Even as Thad thought to himself, a fresh salvo of eight missiles spewed from the enemy. At the next opportunity, the weapons officer rolled ship and launched four missiles at the cruiser. They bored in on the enemy, jinking on preprogrammed evasive patterns. Their superior ECM allowed 3 to streak passed the counter missiles spat at them. Last ditch laser clusters tried to stab them, but they were too late. One more died at their hands, yet the other two continued on to explode. One hit the sidewall, which held back almost all of the laser heads X-ray fury. The other missile streamed in and exploded in a pincushion of destruction. Thanks to the other warhead, the Peep's sidewall was nearly gone. Bomb pumped lasers slashed in virtually unopposed, cutting deep into the ship. "Captain! We got em good, her accell is slowing and there are two less missiles in her latest salvo! We must have hit a few of her nodes… accell still decreasing," the weapons officer, Lt. Jennifer Yuki announced with a quaver of hope in her voice. 'That still meant six missiles vs. four in every other salvo but it was better than eight to four for both like it had been when he started the engagement', the captain thought. Aloud, he said, "Good job Guns, now do it again." Everyone on the bridge nestled deep in the ship had his or her skinsuits on, helmets locked tight against the cold vacuum of the bridge. The salvo came into attackable range. Due to the superior sensors and weapons of the Victory, four were intercepted by counter missiles, and another two by the last ditch laser clusters. Two bored in on the stricken destroyer. The ship bucked as the lasers struck. One struck on the sidewallless starboard side, gouging through the armor and striking laser six and missile three. The other struck soon after, hitting the fire control sensors and gutting the remaining armament on the ships starboard side. A wall exploded on the bridge, cutting the communications console, and its unfortunate operator, in half. Thad heard the hiss of slowly escaping air before the warning light in his helmet lit. A small piece of shrapnel had cut a small groove through his suit and into his arm. He quickly applied a patch to his suit. No time to check the wound, didn’t seem deep anyway. "Fire control, missile one and two and laser six are gone on our starboard side. Were blind on that broad side now, good thing there were no more missile tubes left in action there." Lt. Jameson said. "Roll the ship, get our exposed side out of the fire! Keep going and give em your port tubes." "Aye sir!" The four missiles took flight. Streaking away at over 80,000 gravities, the flight time was only three minutes. Either because of damaged sensors or luck, three evaded the counter missiles and the storm of PD lasers to strike the Peep. The first one wasted itself on the belly band of the cruisers impeller wedge. Number two hit amidships, wiping away three missile tubes in a lucky hit. The last must have been guided by divine intervention because it exploded directly in front of the open rear throat of the Peeps wedge. Malevolent lasers slashed deep into the ship, eventually finding main engineering and the fusion bottle. One second the cruiser was there, the next a blinding ball of light, its fusion plant taking out the ship when the containment field failed. Left behind was one savagely mauled destroyer, limping its way back to the inner system at only half of its max rated speed. One quarter of her company were dead or missing. The ship seemed to bleed as atmosphere and debris vented from her clawed sides. The ship seemed to vibrate as a cheer rose up from the surviving crew. Blind luck had let them live to fight another day… hopefully it would be as kind the next time. It had been a near thing. Thad had harbored virtually no thoughts of coming through this alive. Peep or no that had still been a cruiser and he only had a destroyer. Oh he would have mauled that cruiser pretty good, but all he thought he could do was buy some time for the merchantmen to escape. He uttered a short prayer to whichever god had spared his crew and ship. Another to for the gods to look after the souls of those gone, then started giving commands again. He still had a ship to get back to spacedock. There would be time to grieve later, when those he could still save were out of danger. END CHAPTER 1 If you want a visual of what these ships look like go to http://216.203.248.212/ubb/Forum11/HTML/005132.html [/QB][/QUOTE]
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