EVE Fiction

“I understand you have suffered, some more than most. However your still here. Whatever that may mean to you, but understand this. You looked death in the face and told death to go **** itself. You’re going to be given an option that will determine the rest of your lives. Join and fight the Goonswarm Federation, or go back to your civilian lives and be free from all transgressions. However this decision is to be made as a group.” As Butch finished a pin drop could have been heard. Butch gave them three days to decide their answer. In that time they asked him questions about how to fight and where they would be dropped off should they choose civilian life. Should they choose civilian life, they would change their names and facial structures all together and be put in Concord protective custody. If they choose to fight, they would be enlisted into the Capsuleer program, undergo surgery and become one of the never dying elite. After day three Butch made them decide.
“Alright folks, what have we decided?” Butch asked sitting on the edge of a desk at the front of the debriefing room. One of the liberated stood and spoke, “Sir, my name is Athena Arthie. We have spoken about the matter for the last few days and decided the group would like to fight the Goonswarm Federation.” Butch listened to her, while doing so he noted in his mind that she is a person who commands respect and that people would listen to her. Her words flowed like water and somehow put Butch’s mind at easy. “Glad to hear it. Your training will begin tomorrow. You have the rest of the hours in this day to collect your things and prepare to move out. Dismissed!” Butch finished.
Butch pulled Athena aside inside the command room as the others left to collect their things. “Excuse me Athena. What can you tell me about the Goonswarm Federation’s capabilities. “As far as?” questioned Athena. “Anything” replied Butch. “Well, they have limitless amounts of isk, ships, people, defenses, and tactics. They take what they want and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. You may kill off their pilots but they just come back. Bounty hunters hate going after them, as do mercenaries. I’ve listened to veteran combat pilots lose it because of how much they have lost fighting them. I’ve seen companies go under fighting them. I have seen pilots join them only to find themselves being used.” Butch listened intently to her as she explained what she had seen. His head began to spin with the true weight of what the Concord police were about to begin. He began to feel nausea as she continued. “Their alliances run so deep there are even unofficial alliances with certain chains of the 4 militaries. They have spies in hundreds of corporations. You could fight them for years and then maybe start to break down their wall. They have conducted science experiments on people. What you seen on the planet back there, is a drop in the bucket.” Athena finished. As she spoke she became emotional, first with rage and then despair. Athena was beautiful. Long strait black hair that ended mid-way down her back was the eye catching trait. Her eyes were blue emerald. Her facial feature showed she was part Caldari, part Minmitar. Her looks captivated Butch for a moment, and then he snapped out of it. “Thank you Athena that is all.” Butch ended. Athena walked out of the debriefing room, as soon as she turned the corner Butch laid down on the desk staring at the top of the room wondering to himself whether or not there will ever be a solution to the plague that is the Goonswarm Federation.
Over the next two months the eight liberated individuals received surgery and joined the Capuleer training program. The eight people excelled through the training as Butch Predicted. Butch mentored them and taught them everything he knew. He learned their names, which they got to keep since they decided to fight. There was Athena, Tonk, Byorn, Shasta, Avril, Jerik, Cam, and Jonica. A total of four men and four women now trained to be an elite fighting force. They had achieved what most consider a pipe dream. Tonk and Avril used to believe in the God’s, but now let them go as they excelled through the training. They figured they didn’t need it anymore as they were potentially un killable. Jonica, Cam, Jerik, Athena, and Byorn never worshiped the Amarr gods. They found comfort and strength in their own minds, through the hard times. Tonk used to have a tattoo on his arm that represented his faith to the Amarr Gods. He had it removed by getting a carbine rifle hot, then burning it off with the barrel. Symbolic in some way.
The group received the best implants and equipment for the upcoming battle. Their new uniforms made them feel empowered and strong. The smallest courtesies made them stronger more powerful. After being denied human treatment for so many years, they were overjoyed.
“Alright people listen up” said Butch as they moved across the training facility to medical chairs positioned in the middle of the room. The chairs were not like any medical chairs they had encountered in the past 2 months of capsuleer training. There was just a chair with an implant connector in the head portion of the seat. “These chairs here will give you everything human interaction couldn’t. They will allow you to fly some of the most powerful ships ever built. After your upload is complete these chairs will be destroyed.” Butch finished while staring enamored at Athena. Athena caught him gazing at her then gave a brief smile as she turned away. Who could blame him for looking, she was a magnificent creature. In all forms of light, her facial structure was captivating. Her body moved with such elegance with a hint of sass, more than enough to make a man stare. Her training only developed her assets more, making her even more stunning than when Butch first saw her.

.” Butch threw the package on the ground in front of them. “Now as for who I am. I am the Broker. Take care of each other as you always have and everything will be fine. Good bye.” As he ended he pulled a service pistol and fired a shot into his head before anybody could react. His body fell lifeless to the ground. Avril began to cry and held tight to Jerik. Cam grabbed his mouth and stood there. Tonk stood with a blank expression staring at the body. Shasta let out a scream. Byorn turned and walked towards a tree and leaned against it with his head touching the bark. “Alright people, I know this sucks but we need to move.” Athena said as she began to try and take control of the situation. “Who died and made you boss?” said a crewman with a snarky attitude. Athena responded with a hard right cross to the crewman’s face, causing him to leave his feet and land hard on the ground. “I did. Let’s go” she finished moving towards her battleship.
The team split up with their crews getting into their own ships. The coordinates were distributed to the team and locked in by the crew. As each capsuleer made their way to their pod the reality of what was about to happen became real. Each pilot stripped naked and stepped into the pod which commanded their battleship. Each ships actions were a direct result of what the pilot wanted. As the pod closed in each ship the nero couplers and body couplers navigated their way to the pilot inserting gently. As the pods filled with fluid the ship was now part of their consciousness.
Alright people let’s get off this rock and get to our destination. As the eight began to fire thrusters for liftoff, the planet’s surface began to catch fire, causing all vegetation binding the ships to the ground to break free. As they began to hover, ships dropped in on them. It was the Goonswarm gankers. The Spear fled the system to evade further engagement and now their focus was on the eight.
“Oh my God I ******* hate them!” screamed Jonica over the coms system. “Alright let’s make them an example” said Athena back over the coms system as Goonswarm gank vessels now pounded the Jovian ships with blaster fire. “On my mark we are making a jump to the designated system and right to the station” ordered Athena. All eight vessels spooled up the warp drives on the goliath sized ships. Then the order was given, “Mark”.
The eight ships warped at the exacts same time. The jump was so large it destroyed the planet and the attacking ships. Large parts of the planet made the jump with the ships, pieces the size of continents. The warp bubble was a long four minute travel. The eight pilots began to warm up and overload the ship defensed and weapons. Chunks of planet traveled alongside the eight in the warp bubble. “We are going to land right on the station prepare for engagement.” Athena ordered the other seven pilots.
When the warp bubble ended the team was less than 20k km from the undock hangar. The system was incredibly busy with Goonswarm traffic. Sex slave Yachts were seen going around the station as though they were giving tours. Orca’s and other industrial ships came and left the station by the hundreds. Dreads were being moved to positions unknown. Carriers were shooting fireworks just outside the station. All of that came to a halt when the eight Jovian battleships landed on the station. Before the Goonswarm federation could react, three continent sized pieces of the destroyed planet, slammed the station.
As an orca was departing, the chunk of planet stuffed it back into the hanger. A fourth chunk slammed the station anchor. The chunk then broke into pieces, after severely damaging the anchor.
“Fire!” screamed Athena as the ships began firing. The blaster fire took down the station shields in a matter of minutes as the Goonswarm Federation hurried to muster their forces. The eight pilots launched drones and set them to attack. As one Goonswarm ship would lock them, the drones would decimate them. As the blaster rounds hit the station, people and items were seen flying out of the holes the blaster fire made. A dreadnaught locked on and fired at Jonica’s ship. The hit rocked her ship but hardly dented the shields. Jonica fired a volley into the dread crippling it, causing it to crash into the station bar. Byorn’s ship began to cripple the cyno jammer at the top of the wounded station. Shasta’s ship would smart bomb frigates if they got to close. Cam began remotely repairing the other seven ships with his ship. The fighting had intensified as the Goonswarm reactionary fleet left the burning station. Shasta, Byorn, and Jonica seen the fifty man fleet approaching and took them to task. Avril, Tonk, Jerik, and Athena continued to target the station anchor, until It finally broke free. The local chatter was panic, as the station floated for a few moments. It spun slightly and then the planet’s orbit grabbed it. Everyone stopped firing and put all power to shields and armor as they were about to leave the system. The attacking fleet was now wiped out and dead ship hulls could be heard grinding against the hulls of the brave eight. They paused to bask in the glory at the blow they had dealt the Goonswarm Federation. Cam stopped remote repairing the ships, then began to join the rest in their victory.
They watched as the station was on burned as it free fell into the planet, causing the planet to lose its axis and began moving. Ships by the hundreds fled the system trying to escape the drones that engulfed everything up to 100km out. Moments passed as the system emptied of all but one ship.
The ships were aligned and ready to jump to the planet the eight were going to make their home when a voice took the coms system over. “Attention my brave friends. This is the Broker” the team and crews hung on his every word as he continued, “I would like to congratulate you on this deafening blow you have dealt a harmful entity, that is the Goonswarm Federation.

This is my entry for the Eve Fiction Contest. 10/19/2013

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