Great Fox:The Long Hyperspace Trip

[Kal]

[You're not going to let him do that, are you? Get up! Be a man!]

[We can't destroy it. It keeps rebuilding itself. It's...not possible. Not logical...Rrr, if it weren't for that stupid tin can this conflict would've been over long ago.]

[Jasho can do it. As much as I loathe him, he's got the right bag of toys for everything. I can think of at least fifteen things that would destroy it for good]

[There's no point to arguing about it now. You have to catch Lilacs. I know it is difficult for you, but...do not let this planet fall. I...cannot do anything more.]

[Don't die on me, Revin. You're the only one left in this galaxy I trust.]

[Hmph, don't worry about me, I will live. Just...ah]

[it hurts?]

[Like a bitch, if you'll excuse the colloquial.]

[Heh, your secrets safe with me. Don't worry, that rust bucket won't last much longer.]

[What...what makes you so sure?]

Because I stole and drained its power core. And replication takes up a hell of a lot of energy. Just...keep yourself alive. I'll send help when I'm finished. *flows down the street after Lilacs*

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Lilacs thought he had a clean getaway. Thank God for that robot, he thought to himself. And that pesky snotball should've thought it would take more than a bonk on the noggin to take out-

*clang*

Something hit the jetpack. A dagger jabbed into the side, below the thruster.

Bullseye, the figure thought as he pressed the button.

There was a loud crackle as the current arced over the surface of the jetpack. Fortunately for Lilacs, the outside of the jetpack was coated in an insulator, protecting him from any shock attacks.

Unfortunately, the inside wasn't. And one spark was all that was needed to ignite the fuel line. Jasho smiled as he watched a second fireball streak through the sky and hit the ground. He drew closer for the kill-

YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CREATOR.

"What the-? No...impossible!"

TARGET ACQUIRED *points guns at Jasho*

*wraps him in an protective sphere* What, are you going to just sit there and let it shoot you? You're stupider than I thought.

"I thought you killed this thin!"

I did! When I last left it there were no circuit boards left intact!

"Enough. Where's Revin?"

*sigh* He's okay, but he's hurt pretty badly. That's not important right now. I've got a robot to destroy, and you've got a score to settle.

"...Alright. Here, you'll want this. *a small device gets absorbed by the Demon* You seem a lot bigger than the last time I saw you."

I stole its power core and used it to replicate. Yet another reason why it shouldn't be working. What's this do, anyways?

"Let's just say there's more ways to remove a problem then destroying it. Enough talk. I've got some Eras to kill."

By yourself? You're ballsy, I must give you that.

"My bag of tricks doesn't run out so easily. Meet up with me when you've wrapped up." *disappears*

*melts into a very large puddle and completely engulfs M-2*

Sorry, tin can, but I've had enough of your -another word for feces-.

ONLY THE CREATOR CAN DESTROY ME!

Who said anything about destroying you? *oozes off and takes on Revin's likeness*

You've been a pain in the ass, you know that?

*loud beeping starts*

But it's been nice knowing you.

*another little arm reaches for the device inside body*

Goodbye. You will not be missed. *sinks into a storm drain*

*little arm touches the Black Shark charge, setting it off*

There was no explosion, no destruction. Just a deep, sinking feeling in the depths of M-2. It was difficult to describe the feeling, but by the time it calculated what had happened it was too late. It could feel its body crumple into a tiny mass, crushing like a tin can under the force of a miniature dying star lodged in its abdomen. Soon debris around it was sucked into the void of infinite mass, infinite gravity, infinite power.

ONLY THE CREATOR CAN DESTROY MEEEEEEEEEE-

And then within seconds the singularity collapsed on itself and was no more. Just like that. The deep of a black hole is a fearsome, insatiable hunger indeed.

(OoC: For reference, it's basically that Black Shark missile from Descent 3, only not quite as large. And with more drama.

Blargh, I wanted to do Jasho's confrontation with Lilacs...but I dun have time. x_x Whatevah. *sleeps on desk*)

[Lilacs]

* Out of the Dust of M-2 the small arm came out and wiped some of the dust of its self.

Silver Demon: So you are the little torn!

Arm: GRRRRRRRRRR!

* The arm began to multiply into more arms, soon there was enough of them to finish there job in an instant. The amrs jump onto M-2 and began to rebuild him, with in seconds the robot was back and it looked brand new*

M-2: ONLY THE CREATOR AND DEACTIVATE ME, ONLY THE CREATOR CAN DESTROY ME, ONLY THE CREATOR CAN STOP ME!

*A small jet engine popped out of M-2 back and the robot lifted off, he flew to Lilacs's location, swoped down and pick the lizared up*

Jasho: Ho-no you don't!

* Fires wepon at M-2*

M-2: Sheild activate

* The laser bounced off the sheild and flew back at the one who fired it*

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Ner: Tail gunner take out that fighter will ya?

Era soldier: Yes, sir!

*The tail gunner started to shoot at the fighter with the aid of two more soldier shooting from the sides of the craft*

[Sideways]

Got One!

*Bekuraia shoots down one of the airships*

I'm heading back to the Falcon. I'll be able to help you from there.

[Kal]

A disturbing thought stopped Jasho dead in his tracks. He calculated in his head the direction of the gunship and what he had heard while hanging from the bottom plus what had happened before.

Evac point? Why would they run if-

He immediately pulled a 180 and broke into a dead sprint for the nearest shadow. Sam said Katara was assigned to decoy. Lilacs said the Orbital Gate was under their control. If that's so, the army would've been alerted by now, and we'd be seeing at least something, however futile.

The Cornerian forces hadn't moved an inch since the fighting broke out. There was much more to be worried about here than chasing a renegade gunship.

"Bekuraia, is it? The Eras are trying to evac. Don't let them escape; I want them alive, but bring them down by any means necessary. I don't think we have to worry about this planet falling; it's already happened. I'm calling in some backup.

"Oh yeah, and you didn't activate the beacon Revin brought, did you? Don't yet. It'd be a waste of a good gate beacon. I'll be back in a second." He slipped into the shadow and vanished once more.

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He stepped out atop the roof of a building far away from the battle. He pulled out the comm device and dialed up an old friend.

I'm kinda in the middle of something, so this better be important.

"More than you realize. Corneria's under attack." *explains the situation briefly*

What?! How could you let them do that, meathead? Isn't that why we gave you-

"Yes, yes, I know, but it's not my fault."

Speakin' of which, where is she right now?

"Oh, don't worry, she's fine. Good hands. Just...not ours right now."

*sigh* Oh, I can't WAIT to hear this.

"Shut yer trap for now. We got bigger fish to fry. Where's the rest of the crew?"

Eh, they kinda broke up after the events with that Raj dude. It was coming. I could probably scare up a few helping hands for ya.

"Thanks a million. How soon can you get here?"

Gimme, oh, 'bout an hour. Don't know about the rest, though.

"We may not have an hour. The Gate's already overrun. You've seen worse? That's reassuring. Yeah, the army's as useless as ever, I know. Just get over here before I call P-"

Hey, you leave that fleabag out of this, alright? We don't need them, never did.

"Whatever. Hurry up or you'll miss the fun." *hangs up and returns to the battle*

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"Phoenix! Where the hell's your ship? I gotta fix that gate beacon before the evac team gets here!" *heads towards the gunship*

[Lilacs]

*M-2 flew toreads the gunship, once he made it he landed inside*

M-2: The creator is safe.

*laser hits the gunship, M-2 jumps out of the ship and turns tored the Falcon*

M-2: YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CREATOR AND MUST BE DESTROYED!

*M-2 flys to the Falcon and starts to tar it to pices*

M-2: Player 4 ELIMINATED!

*M-2 flys back to the gunship*

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Era sodier: Air commander Ner, this is commnucations the Evac wing has arrived and we are loading it up.

Ner: I copy that!

*Puts radio up*

*By now the gunship was flying over the Corneria ocien*

Sam: If they shoot us down now we could swim back to base.

Katara: Is Lilacs going to be okay.

Dr.Cut: Some bruses but the kids been through worse.

*Lands in the gunship*

M-2: Player 1 and 4 destroyed, players 2 and 3 lost from radar.

(OoC: sorrry for some of the misspells I don't have my moble dictionary with me) ^_^

[Sideways]

Annoying pest.

*M-2 Attempts to destroy the Millenium Falcon and is successful, however, the pieces quickly reassimble.*

Thank god for that re-build unit.

KITT? I'm coming. Let's go. We need to shoot down those gunships.

Brother, what do I do?

Go after those gunships and shoot them down with your ion cannons.

Incoming Transmission from LT Woland, sir.

Wolan: Phoenix, this is LT Wolan. I received your message and we have about 200 LAAT gunships entering Corneria Airspace.

That's good. I need you to radio for reinforcements from Home One and have them warp into this sector.

*Phoenix runs into the vicinity of the Falcon and the Boarding Ramp opens . He runs up and it closes behind him. He gets into the pilot seat and straps in, then takes off after the gunship.

[Lilacs]

*Ner's com line come back on-line*

Era pilot: Sir this is the advace fighter squad what is your command?

Ner: Thanks, go after that flying disk!( Millenium Falcon)

Era pilot: Yes sir.

*80 fighter zoom past the gunship and prepare there wepons*

Commander Ner this is communications the two battle ships have arived and are sending back up!

Ner: Good, we are all most to the camp.

Communications: we will be waiting of a visule.

[Kal]

...

What was there to say? The gunships made it out with Lilacs and the other Eras in tow. The Great Fox was nowhere near. Corneria City was burning, and Jasho had failed to keep the planet safe. To make things worse, there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. He didn't have a ship, and his partner was wounded-

The ground shook in uneven intervals. A massive claw set itself on Jasho's shoulder.

"Should've listened to you, Revin. God, there are so many times I had them inches away from death and hesitated!"

They had you from the instant the Clark ship attacked.

"That's not very helpful. So what now? We sit here, wait for armeggedon?"

Heh, not quite...Come. *limps off*

The last time we set down on this planet, I felt it would be good to plan ahead, the giant spoke calmly as he smashed down a false wall leading to a passageway. Unfortunately, I cannot fight this battle anymore. Consider this my last lent hand here. Jasho nodded in wonderment and went down the hall alone.

And rubbed his eyes, for he did not believe what he saw.

What a lent hand it was. He ran his hands over the streamlined white metal that made up the port Sazerac plasma cannon. A little droll escaped his mouth at the automated turret mounted behind the canopy. Couple that with the twin gauss cannons and Mercury missile system, and you have yourself a Banshee assault fighter, the strongest fighter in the Scourge air force.

"How the...how the hell did you get this?!"

A remnant of the Yiln War. I had to remodel some of it and made a few additions of my own, but she should still be in fine flying order.

"I don't believe it. I don't effin' believe it. Never thought I'd be able to fly one of these things."

An idea slowly crept into Jasho's mind. "I gotta call Phoenix. You never fired that second beacon, did you?"

No, I was going to when I returned to the Falcon. Why-No. I won't allow that.

"C'mon, it would solve the problem easily."

And create a new one. There has to be another way.

"I'm open. Besides, the Silver Demon loves cleaning up our mistakes," he said with a grin.

...*sigh* I'm not condoning this, for the record.

"Hey, you're just a cripple, why do I have to listen to you?"

Just go before I change my mind.

The roof of the building fell easily, and the large fighter took to the skies once more. Jasho set his sights on the dots on the radar and radioed a message to Phoenix.

[Sideways]

Warning, Incoming ship.

I'm here to back you up!

*A fleet of fighters fly out of nowhere and group in formation with the Falcon.*

Break off, Break off! Engage those fighters. I have business to take care of!

*Phoenix flies into Orbit and activates the Hyperdrive*

[Lilacs]

OoC Note: Iam leaving on a four day trip tomarrow, and Iam lead to belive the hotel has Wi-fi. If it does I will try to get on to wright more of ther story, if not please don't kill to many of my guys.

[Kal]

OoC: I'll try to keep it to nameless lackeys. How fortunate you just provided about eighty of them.

"Computer, display target names on radar screen."

"...So many blue dots...and oh! What do we have here, a red dot? Computer, identify."

"...Looky looky who I found. *grins* Here's a little present from Revin. "*targets with Mercury missile and fires*

The pilot of the Era fighter didn't even have time to react to the missile point on the radar before he flew right into its path.

"Damn, can't get 'em from here. Gotta get closer..." *afterburns through the fighter swarm, shooting down any that got in his way*

[Lilacs]

OoC:Ahhhh but howunfortunate for you I maniged to get to the computer befer we left.

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Ner: Bring in the heavy fighters and clear the skys of that pest.

Communicathinos: Yes sir, also we hav maniged to get every one on to one batle ship, the second oen is coming to the city for back up!

Ner: I copy that, and we shoud be landing in the camp soon , we have some ingered man and a life saving robot that needs repairs!

Communication: We have a med team waiting for you!

Ner: good , Ner out.

[Lilacs]

Thanks to the power of the Wi-Fi I can contenue my part.

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Lilacs: *get's up* oh- my head...

Katara; Lilacs your back!* hugs him*

Lilacs: Thanks to M-2. *Walks up to the robot* Thanks buddy

M-2: Affermative!

*Gunship gets hit by a laser*

M-2: YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CEATOR!, AIR CRAFT TARGETS LOCKED!

*M-2 jumps out of the choppter and starts to down the enemy fighter and gunships*

Lilacs: Were did this mess com from?

DrCut: Enemy renforcements

Ner: We are sending light fighters to take them down.

Lilacs: You can't win this way, You have to fight ground to air.

Sam: What?

Lilacs: You will see. *Runs to the com box and grabs mic* Ground base this is C1 ground commander do you copy?

Communications: Yes sir!

Lilacs: Bring in the AA turrents and take some Heavy tanks with you to protect them!

Communications: Yes sir!, we will begen loading the T-choppers now!

[Sideways]

"We're taking heavy fire!"

Bring in the AT-TE's. Get those V-Wings low to the ground and neutralize those AA guns. And watch out for those SAMS.

"Somebody take out that robot!"

He's not a threat. He is a robot after all, and even robots can be defeated, it's a matter of how. This one is impervious to any forms of external and internal damage. We need to scramble it's microprocessor. EMP it.

[Kal]

"Careful 'round that thing, it's survived a lot worse than an EMP"

*eyes Ner's gunship on the horizon* "Aw hell naw, where ya goin? Party's just gettin' started!" *afterburns to intercept*

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Hang on, we got company. One of the fighters is headed straight for us, but...I don't recognize the markings! Take him down!

Tailgunner: Yes sir! *opens fire*

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*hangs back a few ship lengths to let the burners cool*

"Oh, it would be too easy to bring this bird down. *fires plasma volleys to weaken the shields* A few hits to the rotors, maybe a missile to the thruster block, and down she goes...

"...But they've survived worse crashes. I can't, I won't allow these bastards to get away. Gotta think-"

*starts taking fire* "Gr, what the-? Oh, right, a tailgunner, duh. Alright, you wanna firefight? I can arrange that." *locks onto the tail section and fires two Mercuries*

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The tailgunner didn't know what hit him. The computer beeped once for a missile lock before everything became a loud boom and a flash of light.

He's a tricky one, careful. Ready side cannons. Full power to lateral shielding!

The gunship got closer and closer as Jasho pushed the Banshee to the limit. You're crazy, man, you've lost it, he kept thinking. It'll never work, and you'll end up a prime target. Even if you had perfect timing, it's a million to one chance.

He paused. "Exactly why it's going to work," he grinned like a madman and punched the burners.

What does he think he's doing?! Is he trying to ram us? Ready main cannons; he's playing Chicken and he can't win.

He ducked as the Banshee passed mere feet underneath the gunship. "Kal, I know you're gonna help me with this..."

Sure enough, the fighter was trying to get in front. What a fool, Ner thought. Main cannons ready yet? Wait for him to get in front; I don't want to hit his burning ship-

The instant the Banshee was clear from under the gunship, the afterburners shut, and the two ships matched speed, with the fighter just below the range of the cannons. "Alright, let's see just how maneuverable this baby is-"

To the amazement of everyone on the gunship, the strange fighter sudden vaulted straight into view. That wasn't particularly amazing; rather, the fact that she had turned completely around and her nose was less than a foot away from the gunship's canopy was. They were close enough to see the lunatic sitting in the cockpit.

You-!

With the flip of a bird, the lunatic grinned like a devil - and peppered the gunship's cockpit with depleted uranium shells before continuing its vertical strafe around the top of the copter, plasma cannons blazing.

[Sideways]

*About an hour later*

*The Millenium Falcon exits from hyperspace and decends into Cornerian airspace. Phoenix hails Jasho on the commslink.*

Jasho, how is Revin doing?

[Kal]

"Took ya long enough. Revin's in the city. Took a plasma round to the chest. He'll make it, but I don't see him fighting anytime soon. Package sent?"

It should've gone off by now.

*a brilliant pillar of light shoots from one of the battleships straight into the sky. It does no damage*

"...Sorry, Kal, but it had to be done."

"What? Oh, nothing. Now...we wait."

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The monitor showed a map of the star system. A tall figure stood before it, shaking his head, plotting. He had on an ankle-length coat that revealed his balding head; the parasite on his face squirmed a little as it plotted. Several of the Tau Sector colonies had decided to revolt; an easy problem with potential repurcussions. The seperatists needed to be delt with qui-

"My lord!"

Sarq turned to the creature that dared interrupt him. It was the comms officer, Feril, out of breath and out of shape. He averted his eyes from the parasite controlling the old master's body.

State your business and make it fast. It had better be worth interrupting me.

"A-apologies, sir," the fleshbag stuttered. He should've been executed long ago if he wasn't so damned loyal. "We recieved a signal-"

What kind.

"A gate beacon-"

Where.

"I-I don't know. I've never seen these coordinates before. It must-"

Send them to the monitor.

"Y-yes, sir."

Sarq sighed with contempt at the miserable wretch of a human. He may yet be sent to the chopping block, loyal or not, he though.

The monitor changed to a map of the galaxy. This signal...it came from nearly 10 million light years away, well beyond the extent of Scourge borders. Or any borders, for that matter. Something bothered him, though...

Bring up the visual data on the beacon.

"Sir, if I may-"

You may not.

"...Yes, sir."

The beacon transmitted a 360 degree snapshot of the surrounding area. It appeared to be a hangar...A battleship. Given by the activity, they were in the midst of a fight.

...We have a code green.

"Code green? That's...impossible! Raj disappeared months ago!"

Yet that is his beacon signal. And if he is alive, then he is a threat to this empire. Have a division of Hunters, Scorpions, and Wraiths ready at a moment's notice. Prepare the fighters just in case.

The lackey left hurriedly. The announcement came over the intercom about a minute later. Sarq leaned on a rail and stared at the monitor. If he is there, we will crush him for good. If not...such an interesting diversion shouldn't wait. A cruel smile spread over his face.

[Sideways]

Roger that. I'm going to head back to the Mobius and change ships.

*Phoenix exits the atmosphere and enters hyperspace, traveling towards his flagship*

*An Hour Later*

Phoenix jumps out of hyperspace and docks inside his docking bay. He presses a button on the cockpit and the Falcon is strapped down inside the bay. He exits the ship and heads for his most prized possession. He straps himself in and checks all the systems.

All systems go, firing hyperdrive boost ring now.

*Phoenix takes off, and flies towards the booster ring. He slows down and attaches himself to it.*

Set target: Corneria.

Setting Target, done.

Go!

* Phoenix's ship and the booster ring enter Hyperspace. *

[Lilacs]

*Looks at Jashs ship*

M-2: PLAYER 3 LOCATED, MUST EMIMANATE!

*M-2 kicks his thrusters and lands on top of the fighter*

M-2: YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CEATOR PLAYER 3, YOU ARE AN ENEMY!.

*The shots from the tail gunner did nothing to stop M-2 from getting closer to the cockpit*

M-2: YOU ARE AN ERROR!

*rips tail gunner out of place and throws it over shoulder*

*Breaks through the cockpit window and grabs Jasho by the neck with his claws*

M-2: YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CREATOR, YOU WILL NOW BE TERMANATED!

*Throws Jasho over the side of the plane and into the water to drown*

M-2: Player 3 destroyed!

*A Era light Fighter an enemy V-wing zoom by*

M-2: YOU ARE AN NEMY TO THE CREATOR AN ERA RACE YOU WILL BE DESTROYED!

*M-2 flys over to the V-wing and rips it to piecs*

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*As the chopper lands*

Ner: Yah, big 2!, man Lilacs now I know why you carry that big boy around all of the time!

Lilacs: Thanks!

*Runs to his fighter, and gets ready to take off*

B.O.B: Wait for me.

Llacs: Well get in!

*B.O.B hops into the ship and they both take off*

Lilacs: You are mine Jasho and with out a fighter, you better count your prayers!

[Kal]

*sees M-2 boost towards the Banshee*

"Great, Revin's gonna kill me for this..." *flies underneath gunship and pops the canopy*

*grabs hold of the Banshee* YOU ARE A THREAT TO THE CREATOR!

"More than you know. See ya, big guy." *sets the Banshee to autopilot and jumps into the gunship's shadow*

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The Banshee falls away into the ocean.

Cut: *whew* That's the last we'll see of him, huh?

BOB: PARTYYYY!!!

How long until we reach the-GYAH!

*stares at the mercurial spire rammed through his heart and falls over*

"Pity, I wanted to kill him in a duel." *steps out of the shadow behind Lilacs' carcasse, eyes blue, shotgun out* "Something more honorable than being stabbed in the back. Then I realized...*click* He doesn't deserve it. No more than you."

*pulls gun out* You can't shoot us all. One shot won't do it.

"I'm fully aware of that. But it's okay, I don't have to."

*backs into a corner* "DON'T MOVE! I could blow you all away right here and now."

*playful smile as eyes glow brilliantly* "But of course, that wouldn't be half as fun, now would it?" *stabs Katara from across the cockpit*

[Lilacs]

*Dr.Cut grabs Katara as she falls yelping*

*Shoots through the Gunship cover in sea weed, grabing Jasho and Lilacs*

M-2: PLAYER 3 YOU ARE A DANGER TO THE CREATOR!

Lilacs:What M-2, Jasho tell me why I shouldn't let my friend drop you into the ocean?!

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Ner: I have one thing to say

Silver demon: What?

Ner: Abandon ship!

*Jumps out of the ship and into the ocean*

Sam: Later buddy

*jumps out to*

Dr.Cut: B.O.B Aqua mode!

*Katara, Cut and B.O.B jump out to getter, once in the water Cut began to help Katara swim*

Silver demon: There fools!

Soldiers: Later gater!

*all five jump out*

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OoC: there swimming back the the shour where there camp is NOT back to the city.

[Kal]

"Hell, no reason at all. I'd rather catch Katara than you any old day."

*drops Jasho off the side* PLAYER 3 HAS BEEN ELIMINATED.

Good, now, let's-*cl-BOOM*

Lilacs hit the floor hard as Jasho flew out of the corner behind him, pumping his victim's body with ion shells.

*cl-BOOM cl-BOOM cl-BOOM*

A silver tendril returned to his arm from where it had grabbed the hull of the gunship, swinging him into the shadow and back into the fray.

*cl-BOOM cl-BOOM click-click*

The trigger clicked against the empty barrel, but it had done its job. Jasho stood over Lilacs - or, rather, what was left of him. He didn't care what M-2 did to him for killing "the creator."

But he wasn't done yet. There was still another out there; Katara. Jasho didn't care about Ner or Sam or any of the other Eras at this point; just the traitors. Well, traitor. That was all that was left, and she was wounded already. Just gotta finish what was started, he thought as he leapt off into the deep blue.

Just one problem with your logic, he thought as he fell. They're aquatic; they have the homefield advantage-

A blue crystal pendant fell out of his undershirt. Well, they did. With a smile, Jasho grabbed the Fegun Sapphire, Sage Stone of Water, and plunged beneath the waves in pursuit of the rogue Eras.

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"Sir, the troops are ready."

Good, good. Activate the gate link. Kill any and all that stand in your way.

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A small group of Eras crowded a safe distance away from the alien technology discovered in the hangar. A small yellowish cone, nothing terribly fancy-looking. This is what triggered that light? For what purpose?

"Doesn't matter," the CO stated matter-of-factly. He stepped close and reached for the object. "Whatever it is, consider it des-"

A several kilowatt jolt knocked him back a little. The device glowed blue for an instant, then flashed brilliantly, temporarily blinding anyone staring at it. A large portal, a hole in space-time stood before them when they regained sight.

A hive of battle-ready Scourge on the other side, several thousand strong, made them wish they hadn't.

One of the Scorpions, a colonel by the looks of it, shouted in a foreign tongue. The Scourge-horde swarmed through the gate and spilled into the Era battleship.

(Notes: Three main categories of the Scourge-horde:

Hunters: light and fast infantry. Bladed/serrated feet and arms, excel in melee combat. Usually come with light Vulcan cannon or laser rifle.

Scorpions: Big armored guys with big guns, usually fusion or microwave cannons. Revin is an exceptionally large Scorpion with an extra set of arms.

Wraiths: Flying infantry, basically. Use light weaponry for skirmishing or a mass driver for sniping.

Commanders are the biggest, strongest, and/or fastest of the group. Cmdr/Inf ratio is about 1/150.)

[Lilacs]

The ion sheels whent through Lilacs as if he was a ghost.

Jasho: what?

M-2: Deactivating hollow gram

*The imag of the Era solwly vanished untill M-2's claws were empty*

Jasho: Not possiable!

*Then he hear a bussing sound, he looked to the side and saw four Era fighter headed striate for him. Lilacs and B.O.B in the first one, Katara in the left one Sam in the right one and Ner in the one in the back*

*over radio to Jasho*

Lilacs: Nice try dip s*** but your going to have to try harder!

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*On board Miracle*

Sicentist 1: Sir preperation of Ice ageing Corneria are ready.

Tie: The orbital gate is in position?

Sientist 2: Yes

Tie: The climent cintrole center is under Era hands?

Sientist 1: Yes sir

Tie: And the Evac wing has returned?

Sientist 1: Ummm...No sir...

Tie pressed a butten on center control panel and the Obital gate opened up, On Fichina The Climent control center shot a large beam up into the sky. The beam went through the gate and was transfered to Corneria, When the Beam hit the city every thing begain to Ice over.....Every thing....

[Kal]

He looked up at the sky to see the orbital gate open wide. Exactly like Revin thought they would. He sat up amidst the rubble in the city and tuned the comm to a channel long-unused.

It crackled to life as four signals flew out of the gate.

Looks like you were right about Fichina.

Thanks for the tip-off, big guy!

I sense...strange thought patterns. Like the ones at the climate control center.

Yes, they have two battleships down here, plus the orbital gate.

Geez, you guys can't do anything without our help!

Shut your beak, birdbrain. Take out one of the battleships; the fighters shouldn't be a problem.

Revin let out a big grin under his helm. Welcome home, Star Fox.

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"Y'know what?" Jasho shouted into the comm at the Eras. "This doesn't change anything. All I have to do is shadowalk onto your ships and kill you one by one. But I have more important fish to fry. So, if you'll excuse me-"

He cut off the arm holding him with the Silver Demon, leapt off the ship, swung underneath and vanished into the shadow underneath.

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Claxons went off on the Miracle.

"S-sir!" the security officer shouted. "We have enemy units in the hangar bay and surrounding areas!"

"How many?"

The officer gulped as the general asked again.

"How. Many."

He stuttered as he reported. "Computers indicate...approximately 18,000 units, sir. They're advancing towards the bridge."

[Sideways]

*Phoenix's ship exits hyperspace and the docking ring disengages.*

So, Starfox has returned...

Let's see how she handles.

*Phoenix pushes a button, and the starship transforms into a mech*

Well, it works.

Hmm.. The robot mode shows no problems so far, Phoenix.