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Being Hunted - By Diezel325

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Diezel325
Aliastra
Gallente Federation
#1 - 2011-09-19 22:25:55 UTC  |  Edited by: Diezel325
Being Hunted

The ship shuddered as the warp bubble colapsed and out aperared a prohecy class battle cruiser, gliding to a halt in the vast emptiness of space. Sicing through space the hulk of a ship, gleaming rays of sunlight reflecting of her jigantic armor plates. The sight of this hawk-like machine of war would make any lonesomepilot tremble, especially for Jarek, who was reading weapon lock from within his rifter class frigate. The imapcact tore the ship apart and warp scablers stoped the rifter going anywhere, within moments thick black plumes of smoke erupted from the Rifter.

The stars are now roamed by demi gods, in a galaxy run by capsuleer corporations, many of which are part of alliences with other corporations. And two alliences are currently meeting border to border in secter 20A-104,
"Backup! Backup damit! im in an adjecent system, 20B im going down!"
Jarek screamed over fleet coms, he should have stayed with his allience, he knew it and regretted his decision to head to a nearby station to fit new drones. As his ships computer screeched out that dammage was into his hull he had but a few seconds to report his location over fleet coms before he felt hmself being blown out of his exploding ship in his pod. A brillinat white flash marked his ships grave yard and now his pod floated motionless in the vast exposing space. Jarek new he had to fly his pod out of thier ASAP or they would destroy him, and he wasnt planning on loosing another clone, especially when he had forked out his last 3 million ISK on new Implants.

The Prohecy turned its guns to the helpess pod as it tried to flee, "Fire!" shouted the Battle cruisers commander from within there own pod, this was but just a thought, there mind was connected to machine and the thought impulse called out on the ships intercoms and to the gun deck. Six heavy modulated pulse energy beams locked the pod. Jarek closed his eyes knowing he wasnt going to make it, after a few moments he realised something was happening, or the lack of it, he wasnt being sucked into a new body to the other side of the galaxy. He quckly scanned the space and choked at the site, the prophecy was being engaged by what appeared to be a fleet of 50 frigates, cruisers, batle ships and carriers. more ships were still warping in, his allince had come!

As he thought this more warp bubbles opened and in glided flashing red targets, the other allience. Jarek quikly requested permission to dock with a friendly carrier to re ship, the carrier bore guns on the prohecy, pounding shells into its twisted armor. A bone crunching shockwave passed over him from behind as he docked with the carrier, with a smile over his face, he though of the Prophecy commander, who was he? Why did he have it in for a little frigate?

After a blinding lights she realised she had died, and now was being reanimated into a new clone thousands of light years away from the battle. Many of her capsuller alliance collegues would be waking up in stations near her. She regretted the loss of her non capsulleer crew members but knew that her mission was one step closer to completion. Jarek was his name, and now she knew what he was hiding and she wasnt going to stop hunting him down, no matter how many ships she went though, because she had the full funding of the Jovian Empire, and they would not take dissapointment.


-Diezel325

"Even though I seek perfection I wear my scars with pride" - Parkour, Free Run

Diezel325
Aliastra
Gallente Federation
#2 - 2011-09-19 22:37:41 UTC
okay, woops, acidently posted this here, how do i delete this? :S :P

"Even though I seek perfection I wear my scars with pride" - Parkour, Free Run