EVE Fiction

My son and I were walking to one of the vertical elevators when he stopped abruptly and approach the window. When I looked in the direction he was looking, there was about 100 ships that had just warped upon the citadel we lived in. As we watched them approach slowly, we heard an alarm we had never heard before. I took my son's hand and tried to pull him from the window, but he was fixated on the fleet. I looked back out the window and saw what only could be missiles hurtle towards us. I yelled at my son and we both began to run.
We moved along the flashing lights that led us to a safe room the first volley slammed into the citadels shields, shaking the whole structure only slightly. Once we found the nearest safe room, it was full of other people, all watching a screen board casting the events unfolding. We sat with our hearts pounding so hard, it felt as if they were trying to burst from our chest.
The ships that resembled giant scorpions in tan colors launched another volley of missiles at the citadel, I grabbed my son and held him tight. After the shaking subsided, I looked back up and noticed something I hadn't before, around the giant ships seemed to be little cannons also firing at the citadel. It was then I saw an object leave the citadel heading towards the ships. As I watched it get closer, I noticed some of the cannons were pulled back into the ships.
Then, out of nowhere, a bright light lit up the void and any of the cannons left out were gone once the light eased. Then the ships launched more missiles, the citadel lauched it's own towards the ships. We all watched this battle in terror and awe, none knowing what would happen. What felt like hours, but must have only been about 10 minutes, another group of ships appeared a short distance from the scorpion shaped vessels.
These were more shapes like triangles with little wings on their sides. As a sanitation worker, I don't know much about spaceships. I do believe these were Minmatar though as their rusty colors were something I always heard people talk about. Not long after their arrival one of the ships attacking the citadel exploded in a bright flash. The scorpian-like ships stopped attacking the citadel and focused on the others.
This battle was something none of us will ever forget, ships exploding from both sides, the citadel launching missiles and the bomb type object again and again.
The battle raged on just outside the citadel in a brilliant, terrifying display that seemed to be forever. We all watched as one ship after another were destroyed.
I only could think was that I hoped the ships attacking the citadel would all be destroyed. After a moment I felt guilty for hoping such a thing, think of all the people on those ships that would die. Even though they were piloted by capsuleers without a doubt, the size of the ships meant they still had a crew of people that wouldn't just wake in a new body if their ship were destroyed. I thought about this for a while as I watched the battle on the screen rage on.
About 30 minutes, maybe longer, maybe less, time didn't really run like normal; the large tan scorpion type ships all seems to turn from the other ships and warp away. Only a few were left and those were destroyed with brutal efficiency.
I hugged my boy tight and gave him a slight smile as his expression still was of shock. The alarms fell silent and the lights went back to normal. As we walked out I still couldn't believe what we had witnessed, and the sad and at the same time great thing was that for us this was a once in a life time thing, but for capsuleers and their skeleton crews this is something they endure daily. . .