EVE Fiction

Domain Region, Maddam Constellation,
Planet Sarum Prime VI, Sovereignty Amarr Empire
Security Status 1.0, YC 116

The five clone mercenaries sat strapped securely to their seats in the Leopard class shuttle as it made a precipitous drop towards the surface of Sarum Prime VI that felt more like a rifle shot then a landing approach. At the last possible moment the pilot, a capsuleer named Matar Ronin, reversed thrusters and they jolted to a bone rattling three G halt in an explosive plume of steam and spray, three meters deep into the four meter depth of the manmade lake directly behind the main residence mansion of the plantation. All five clone mercenaries leapt from the shuttle hatch and disappeared into the dark swirling water of the lake that was rushing back in to fill the displacement of their landing. Matar Ronin moved the shuttle swiftly to the southeast along the shoreline to give the impression that the raid was targeting the slave barracks on the eastern side of the lake. The automated defensive systems predictably locked onto the shuttle and began spraying it with anti- personnel lasers that proved ineffective against the ship’s shields.

The squad of mercenaries emerged amidst the small fleet of pleasure craft docked behind the mansion. Ray-of Matar, the squad leader, scanned right and left checking the perimeter before he gave the go signal. As one, the five mercenaries sprinted up the boat loading ramp towards the mansion that was just coming to life as alarms blared rousing the sleeping inhabitants. The House Guards on duty went down in a brief violent firefight that pitted sleepy civilians armed with pistols against armored mercenaries with military grade fully automatic rail rifles. As the raiders entered through the tall floor to ceiling crystal lattice doors Ray-Of Matar took great pleasure in crushing the skulls of three massive slavers hounds that rushed forward to defend their master’s home. Across the family room at the top of the spiral staircase a young paladin fumbled with his laser pistol as the mercenaries bounded up the steps. Finally able to get off a few poorly aimed shots his mouth gaped open in a rictus of pain as one thrust of a Nova Knife blade designed to penetrate armor pierced through his heart and he collapsed to the floor dead.
Ray-Of Matar kicked in the door with one massive thrust of his armored boot and splinters splattered into the room as the occupants screamed in fear. The lady of the house stood there clutching her four youngest children tears streaming down her face she begged the armored invaders not to kill her children. Ray-Of Matar told the woman not to fear, both she and her entire brood would be allowed to live. From a pouch hanging from his waist band he retrieved a slave collar and affixed it around the neck of the now former slave holder, and former lady of the house, two other clone mercenaries in the squad affixed collars to all of her children in rapid succession. For Ray-Of Matar the look of stark horror on the face of the Amarrian former slave holder now herself enslaved with all of her young offspring was worth the risk these snatch and grab operations entailed.

Matar Ronin piloted the Leopard class shuttle up to the balcony outside the nursery, the mercenaries dragged their crying screaming captives outside the room and jumped down with them into the hatch of the shuttle. In a blink all five were secured in seats and the mercenaries strapped themselves in just as the G force of their ascent towards escape velocity pressed them all firmly into their seats. The five minutes of acceleration would leave the captives battered and dazed. Once the ship was clear of the planet’s gravity well it swiftly warped towards the chosen jump gate for their escape route to Minmatar space. The plan had gone according to its schedule, the entire time on the surface of Sarum Prime VI had totaled less than eight minutes. The Amarr Imperial Navy response time was estimated at 15 minutes, assuming they even knew a spacecraft was involved. With the warp speed capabilities of the Leopard class shuttle it would be through the jump gate before any ship could be alerted to pursue them.

Matar Ronin checked the Intel channels and the route was clear, the first Amarr jump gate to Aikabsi did not challenge them as he jumped out of the system. Two other Leopard class shuttles also jumped out of the system at the same time from different gates to muddy the tracks for anyone trying to pursue them.

As Matar Ronin blasted through the Aikabsi system at maximum warp the Neocom still contained no alerts in regard to their raid so again unchallenged he jumped through the next gate. Now two systems away in Mahrokht the chances of them being intercepted dropped close to zero. The Leopard class shuttle made a prearranged deep space rendezvous with an Orca, a massive ship that had numerous compartments that could resist the scans of customs officers that often randomly checked ships for illegal contraband that passed within their scan range at jump gates. Matar Ronin an ethnic Matari passed off the captives to the pilot of the Orca and ethnic Caldari capsuleer who had long fought to obtain freedom and justice for the Matari people.

Operation “Turnabout Is Fair Play” was now officially in full swing in all security segments of the Amarr Empire. In the coming decades thousands of the most prominent Amarrian Holder families would be targeted, abducted, and covertly transported to a lifetime of bondage and servitude in the wilds of Null security wormhole space where their chance for rescue was as close to non-existent as possible. The abductions would never be publicized by the captors, The Minmatar Republic was in no way involved or aware of the project and most certainly would not have approved the strategy.

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