EVE Fiction

Ok, don't know if this is the correct place for Fan Fic, but it's here. So you know, Viron Tash-Murkon is a legitimate in-game character (my underused alt). Anyways, enjoy. Also, if any devs read this, please respond as to whether it can be legitimate in-game fiction or just a made-up story in the EVE Universe that never happened. Also, for the record the 'That Escalated Quickly' Alliance has been destroying any Capsuleers coming into the Saikamon System.

Tales of a Kameira: Chapter 1
I have accepted that my name will not be told in tales. I will not be spoke of on the Scope, and the universe as whole will never know who I am. I discovered things that would shatter the Amarr Empire. That would shift the political game of New Eden. I understand and accept that. As I sit here, writing my book, I hope both that someone will one day read it and realize just how corrupted the Empire truly is, and I also hope no one will ever read this, and that it will be burned by the guards that now surrond me. My name is Herion Rilek, and I am a Kameira, rigorously and brutally trained for years. I have accepted the true faith, I am Amarrian. But the truth is I will never be Amarrian. For I am not one of gods people, but a Minmatar. My story begins in the Anka System. The Amarrians and Minmatar had been fighting over the system for several days. I was on a habitable planet in the system, which the Amarrians and Minmatar had been fighting on with ground forces while the battle in space continued. Yesterday Immortals had arrived to disrupt both sides fight and claim the system for themselves. I was currently sneaking threw there Cloning Facility they had set up while a large Amarrian Force assaulted it. My goal was to capture there commander. I had on a Amarrian Assault Dropsuit with a pair of SMGs on my thighs and a Scrambler Rifle. I had landed on top of the facility, and was now sneaking into the control room to disable the Cloning Vats. I saw a large group of soldiers standing inside in Caldari Assault Dropsuits. I tossed in a Locus Grenade and pulled out my SMGs. As the grenade detonated, I unleashed a hail of fire into the Soldiers inside. There bodies tossed and turned. The Immortals were dangerous, but it wasn't because of skill. It was because of there immortality. They were careless, and undertrained compared to me. I had been trained since my childhood to do nothing but fight. They hadn't. I then ducked behind a console as my SMGs went empty. The Immortals opened fire at me, and there bullets chipped away at the Console. I tossed a Locus Grenade, which bounced off of the roof and into a group of the Immortals. They were killed by the grenade. With my SMGs reloaded, I leapt over the Console, firing off rounds into there chests that ripped them to pieces. I took out all but the Commander, and that was on purpose. I tossed down my SMGs and drew a Locus Grenade, ripping out the pin but still clutching it and grabbed the commander, pressing the grenade under his throat. "Who are you and why are you here?"I asked. The screens that showed the status of the Cloning Vats and such were filled with the face of a robed man with his hood over his head so that his face was blacked out. Behind him was the symbol of the Empire. "Because I sent them. The Empire is corrupt, and I have begun a crusade, a reclamation to restore the Empire, and bring the Galaxy to its knees. A Reclamation has begun, and you cannot stop it. The Empire will be restored, and the galaxy shall fall under its clutches. Join me now, or die in the Reclamation."The man said, his voice booming around the room. His face then vanished. I attached the grenade to the Commander and shoved him aside. As his body was split into multiple parts, I began to disable the facility. Then a message appeared, the facility was going to explode. I didn't have to say anything over comms. Every moment was recorded threw my helmet-cam in a live feed. I turned, rushing out the door and to the walkway around the Control Room, leaping off the rail into the air. As I hit the ground I jumped into an LAV as it passed by and it roared off. The Facility then exploded violently. I was immediately tooken off-planet to a nearby Amarrian Station in the Saikamon System, one of the most secure systems in the war-zone, despite the Capsuleer Alliance 'That Escalated Quickly' which was destroying any Capsuleers entering the system. I walked up to the Command Center, and the Station Commander turned to face me in his proud Amarrian Uniform. "Sir."I said. The Admiral nodded. "We have intel on the man that spoke to you in the Anka System. His name is Viron Tash-Murkon, leader of the Order of Reclamation. A few years ago he vanished after claiming his family were heretics using there money to control the Empire. Last year he resurfaced, transmitting a message to each Heir and the Empress that he would restore the Empire, and claiming that his Order would wipe out all heresy and bring the Galaxy to the Empires knees after the Empire itself had been cleansed of heresy. Afterwards he established a small Empire in the Providence Region. 6 months ago all traces of this small Empire vanished, and all the resources accumulated in the Region are now being used by the Order of Reclamation, which is operating as a terriost group against the Amarr Empire. We traced the message to Amarr Prime, and he recently sent a message to the Empress declaring that he would soon do something that would change the Galaxy forever."He said. I nodded. "Why are you telling me this?"I asked. The Admiral nodded. "Because we are sending you to Amarr Prime to infiltrate the Order, and cut off its head before Viron accomplishes whatever it is he plans to do. The Order will only accepted True Amarrians, but you are our best asset. You will have a file ready in the Transport Ship waiting for you."The Admiral said. I nodded. "Sir, if I may say this, why send me? I am a brunt tool."I asked. He smiled. "You'll see."

Tales of a Kameira: Chapter 3
I had been sitting in my bed when they came. It had been a full day since I had assaulted the Imperial Intelligence Dock. My Flaylock Pistol was on my Bedside Cabinent. I heard the door shatter. I grabbed my Flaylock and rolled behind the bed, taking position with my pistol aimed at my bedroom door. I heard several voices. Rounds then ripped through the wall and door and I laid down flat on my stomach as they did. When the firing stopped I got back into my position. The wall was full of holes. I saw several guys in Amarrian Assault Dropsuits holding Combat Rifles. As one of them saw me he tossed a Flux Grenade as I pulled the trigger. The pistol didn't fire. I tossed down my pistol and then jumped out the window into the street below, only a story high. I ignored the extreme pain and ran. The enemies then rushed out the Window as well, landing and aiming at me. A bullet ripped threw my leg. The next thing I knew they were ontop of me, dragging me into a Transport Vehicle and then taking off. I awoke in a cell in chained to a chair. I didn't know who had captured me. It could've been the Amarrian Goverment, as only a handful knew of my Operation. That theory was tossed away the second Viron Tash-Murkon walked in the door. "I should've recognized you when you first joined. Too bad. I have now."He said. "How?"I asked. "I have boosters which allow increase my intelligence and perception. Everyone has a different way they move, twitch. I recognize that. Also, the Hard-Drive we uploaded was empty. You are the first person recruited in two weeks, ergo I investigated you and soon recognized you."He said. I nodded. "Smart."I said. He nodded. "Thank you, but I have business."He said. I nodded. "Well be on your way."I said. He nodded. After hours of torturing, I savagely escaped, ripping skin and muscle with my teeth and breaking open the chair with brute force by smashing myself against the wall. As I escaped, I siezed a Combat Rifle and shot my way out've the facility. I then discovered from a Commander that Viron was headed to Sizamod to assasinate the Tash-Murkon Heir. I alerted Imperial Intelligence and boarded a Magnate. Viron obviously couldn't make it to Sizamod in a few hours, as only a Capsuleer could do that due to there lack of need for food when in there Capsule. I traced the route and figured out where Viron would be by now. I got a Imperial Intelligence Magnate equipped with advanced engines and took off for the Station. As I docked I headed to a Pirate Contact of Imperial Intelligence and recieved info on Viron's location. He had already undocked a few minutes ago. Viron was in a Archon which contained 6 Templar Fighters and was escorted by a pair of Mallers. I alerted the Imperial Navy and they said that the small fleet was currently warping for the next stargate on there path. The Navy gave me very advanced weapons and I deployed with 4 Armageddon Navy Issue Battleships from the Station, and the Amarr Forces at the Stargate readied for battle. As we attacked, the Carrier deployed its Fighters and a battle began. I locked onto one of the fighters, and the battle began.

Tales of a Kameira: Chapter Four
As I opened fire on the Fighter, I saw the Armageddons approaching at full speed on the enemy Fleet. The Archon turned, slightly, giving all its turrets full clearance on one of the Armageddons. The Archon was well-equipped, almost as if they had expected a battle. Energy rushed from the Carrier into one of the Armageddons. The whole enemy fleet was concentrating fire on the one Armageddon. They were taking them out one by one. I then detected radiation from one of the Fighters which was soaring towards a different ship. There was a warhead inside. As I locked onto the target and approached, I thought about how a Capsuleer must feel doing what I was doing with pure thought. As simply as I thought about it, a Capsuleer could destroy a ship. The Fighter managed to escape my grasp, exploding in a nuclear shockwave only a few meters from its target. The Battleship took heavy damage from the blast, and as the Carrier suprisingly switched targets and unleashed a wave off energy, the Armageddon was destroyed. One battleship was destroyed, and one was heavily damaged. The Fleet from the Stargate then arrived, consisting of about 8 Mallers and 4 Armageddons. The Battle was soon over, with the enemy fleet destroyed. I then detected a Shuttle slipping threw the wreckage threw the Stargate. "Target has escaped in a Shuttle threw the Stargate."I said on comms. "Copy that. Alpha Squadron, find that Shuttle."The Fleet Admiral said. Me, 2 Armageddons, and 4 Mallers went through the Stargate. There were at least 20 Shuttles on the other side. The inhabited world in the system was having a Celebration and a Corp on the planet was offering Shuttle rides cheap to the citizens. "How do we locate which one Viron is in?"I asked. "We need to scan these ship's data-signatures."The Admiral said. One of the Shuttles then warped out. "You do that. I'm going to follow that ship."I said. "Copy."The Admiral said. I warped after the Shuttle, arriving in an Asteroid Belt. I activated my ships stealth engine. The Shuttle moved in and out between the Asteroids. I followed it, while also scanning the belt. I detected a Habitation Module in the direction the Shuttle was going. I followed the Shuttle. As the Shuttle arrived, 4 Dragoons decloaked. 6 Probes then emerged from the top of the Habitation Module, scanned the Shuttle, and continued to scan around. The Dragoons then recloaked, stalking for intruders. This would be complicated. If Imperial Intelligence was correct, then the Order of Reclamation's probes could detect cloaked ships. I then detected a encrypted signal emerging from the Module about 5 minutes after the Shuttle docked. I used the advanced equipment on the ship to hack into the frequency. Two faces then appeared on my video screen, Viron Tash-Murkon in his regular hood and robe and another man in golden robes with his hood over his face. "Archbishop Tash-Murkon, I am glad the plan has suceeded."The Golden robed man said. "Indeed. Is the wormhole still stable?"Tash-Murkon said. "Indeed."The Golden robed man said. "Do it."Tash-Murkon said. The comms then clicked off. I saw a wormhole then open, and 3 Revelations emerged and warped off. I was then hailed from the Module. "You really think you can hide from Reclamation?"A voice boomed threw my ship. The Dragoons decloaked and locked on to my ship. I began to charge up my warp drive, activating several armor modules as energy beams ripped threw the dark space towards me. The tension rushed threw my body. My warp drive revved up. My shields went down. My armor was half-way. Then gone. Hull breaches. Then a blue tunnel as I warped away. I had barely survived. I was lucky. If this was a normal Magnate, I would long have been dead. As I arrived at the Stargate where the Amarr Navy was, I saw several more Armageddons had come threw, along with several Fighter Squadrons from the nearby station. I commed the Admiral, giving him the location of the module and told him of the incoming Revelations. The 3 Dreadnoughts then warped in, and a huge fight began. The Admiral commed me. "The 4 Dragoons just took out our defenses at the other Stargate in-system. We are sending Recon Ships out now, but we believe the Shuttle may be escaping."He said. "I can't exactly do much in this ship, it's got hull-breaches."I said. "Affirmative. Dock at the Station and we will have a Ship waiting for you there."The Admiral said. I warped to the Station, docking and running into the new ship, basically a copy of the ship I just got out of. I took off, warping to the Stargate. I saw the Dragoons blowing up all approaching ships. I activated my cloak and zipped past them threw the Stargate as I saw the Shuttle jump. As soon as I entered the next system, a pair of Dragoons decloaked and disrupted my cloaking, locking on. I managed to warp away before they opened fire. As I reached the nearby Station, I stopped and considered how I would go about this, and how I would stop whatever was on its way.

Tales of a Kameira: Chapter Six

I was on Tash-Murkon Prime III. We had traced Viron Tash-Murkon here. The mess made in Sizamod had been covered up. At the time I didn't know how, but I knew it was covered up. I was walking through the Streets following a robed man threw a crowd. I had a SMG concealed. The robed man was apparently one of the Order's High Bishops, and could lead me to Tash-Murkon. Hundreds of people were assembled in the crowd to cheer for some event I didn't quite know about. I did know that part of the 24th Imperial Crusade, the Amarrian Capsuleer Militia, was assembled in orbit and there were guards on the ground surronding a podium. The High Bishop glanced back at me and then began to move quickly towards an Alley. I followed him. As I entered the alley I drew my SMG and aimed at his chest. "Make one move and I'll cut you in half."I said. An explosion then went off across the street inside a large Restraunt. I glanced back, and the High Bishop drew a Scrambler Pistol and fired a round, sound disguised by the screams of the crowd. I turned around and sprayed rounds at the High Bishop, but he was already running. I charged after him. He ran into a small clothings store, knocking aside clothes-racks to block my path. I leapt and shoved away the racks, launching myself of one of them and kicking him in the back. He went hurtling into a window, crashing threw it. I landed on him, grabbing him by the collar, rolling, and slamming him onto the ground again. I then crouched over him with my SMG pressed to his face. I cuffed him and a Dropship arrived, picked us up, and took off. I looked at the only other person in the Dropship's Bay, an Imperial Intelligence Operative dressed in black Amarrian Assault Armor. He nodded. "Good work."He said. I nodded. "Thanks. Have the other prisoners provided any info on Viron's location?"I asked. "Not yet, but they all pointed to this guy."He said. I nodded. As the Dropship landed, the prisoner was dragged off. The next day, I was on a Dropship in Amarrian Assault Armor holding a Battle Rifle in a raid on Viron's location, a large well-protected Chapel far from any cities or towns. The Chapel was surronded by Defensive Structures and Scout Towers. There were 12 HAVs on the ground and 6 Dropships in the air roaring towards the Compound. 4 Fighter Bombers then came in from overhead and bombarded the Compound seconds before gunfire broke out. I had a Plasma Launcher on my back, which I took out and fired into a Tower where a Railgun Turret had been set. Oddly, the Compound was constructed out of stone. As the plasma hit the Tower, it shattered and came tumbling down. "Cover me. Me and Alpha Squad are going to drop ontop of the Chapel."I said. "Copy that."The Assault Leader said. The Dropship pulled up, barely avoiding a missle as it streaked through the air. I fired a blast from my Plasma Launcher at the missle tower and it ruptured. The air was filled with the sound of battle, a sound I had grown used to. As the Dropship came over the Chapel, we jumped out. As we hit the Chapel roof, it cracked and then shattered under the force of the collision. I yanked out my Battle Rifle and littered an Order Soldier in bullets. "Move to cover!"I yelled, my voice echoing across the Chapel. We took covered behind several bookcases filled with books. It wasn't much, but it was all we had. One of the Heavily Armored and equipped Soldiers in my Squad had a Machine Gun. He opened fire with it, shredding up the walls and podium. I tossed a Locus Grenade at a pair of enemies and then laid down fire on a enemy Soldier running across the Chapel to cover. He tossed a grenade and then dived into cover. I saw several Bishops running out of the Chapel, and littered them up with bullets. All of the sudden part of the roof was gone as one of the Bombers hit it. I used the distraction to leap over my cover and charge towards a enemy soldier laying down suppression fire with a Heavy Machine Gun. I slid under him, now behind him and yanked out my Plasma Cannon. With a single shot he splattered, and I then turned and blew up 6 more enemies. As the firefight finished, we sweeped the Chapel for Viron, finding him overviewing the battle he was losing. I trained my Battle Rifle on him. "It's over Viron."I said. He shook his head. "No. It's only just beginning, you can't stop gods-will."He said. "You can if it's not truly his will."I said. He turned. "Do you know where my family truly gets all its wealth? Sansha's Nation, the Angel Cartel, and Serpentis. They provide resources of all sorts to all 3, and also fund Gurista Operations against the Caldari. They hide assets with Sansha's Nation, assets they then channel to the other Empires. They have corrupted the power regime. They plot against the Empress, planning to one day assasinate her and take the throne through bribery."He said. I stopped, shocked by the revelation. He tossed me a Data-Chip. "Proof."He said. I grabbed it and inserted it into a Console nearby. It was true. Covert transactions to all 4 agencies. There were even some places where they channeled ships and tech to the Minmatar Republic threw Sansha's nation. I then felt a barrel placed on my head. I turned and saw a member of my Squadron, a member of the Tash-Murkon House, holding a Scrambler Pistol aimed at me. I slammed my rifle against his jaw, kicking him back and filling him full of rounds. I then grabbed Viron, tossing him out've the room before tossing a pair of Locus Grenades and jumping out. The grenades detonated. I grabbed Viron off the ground and drug him behind me. "Follow me."I said. He nodded. I saw a LAV lodged in a wall, heavily damaged with a body sprawled out in the Driver's seat. I tossed the body out and jumped in, tossing Viron into the passenger seat and taking off before I was caught. I then grabbed my helmet and ripped it off, tossing it to the ground behind me. Retribution would be exacted on the heretics.

Tales of a Kameira: Chapter Seven

I am afraid this tale shall soon end. It had been a week since I had escaped with Viron. A new year had begun, YC 117. The Tash-Murkon Family was making a show of force out of the Celebration. 800 Tash-Murkon Magnates were lined up in perfect order above the Planet, along with 4 Titans. The massive Fleet was far enough out as not to affect the planet, but it was still massive. Huge Imperial Navy Armageddons were also lined up in the massive fleet. I was on the ground in a civilian outfit, watching the massive parade of troops in the street. There were nearly 800 Soldiers of the Tash-Murkon families private army marching down the street in Tash-Murkon Armor. They were so orderly, all lined up exactly, feet marching with a rhythm. There were gaps between the platoons filled by well-armed HAVs, and Dropships also floated above the massive force of troops. There gold armor gleamed off the bright light. The sky was clear, and the sun shined bright. The show of force was massive, and huge crowds had gathered to see it. There were billboards on the walls of buildings displaying the massive fleet in orbit, with the massive army in between the billboards. I was in an alley-way surveying the street, but not for the massive army marching through it. Viron had told me about a Minmatar Covert Operations Task Force which would turn the show of force into a bloodbath. Viron stood behind me, also dressed in civilian clothes. "Do you see them?"I asked him. He shook his head. I then saw one. He was running across the rooftops with a pack on his back. "Got one."I said. We had to capture the leader of the Task Force in order to acquire proof of the Tash-Murkons activities and give it to Empress Jamyl herself. Viron had managed to collect help from former assets when the Order held its small Empire in the Providence Region. That help included a group of immortal mercenaries. The mercenaries were on the prowl with Stun-Guns, ready to capture the Minmatar Task Force. I used a small target designator to mark the Minmatar, and he was soon captured by two of the Mercs. If things went wrong, I had also purchased a Magnate which was guarded by Amarrian Mercenaries. I then heard grunting, and spun around to see a Minmatar holding Viron by the neck with a pistol to his head. I heard a click behind me, and turned to see a Battle Rifle pressed to my head. "Really? You'll be dead in seconds."I said. I then jerked out a Stun-Gun, pressing it to the chest of the Minmatar and firing and sending him convulsion before aiming at the one holding Viron hostage and bringing him down as well. Me and the mercs quickly rapped up the mission and interrogated them. After nearly a month of interrogation, cloak and dagger techniques with Tash-Murkon officials, and moving we finally got the proof. I then spent a week quietly slipping towards Amarr. I then walked straight into the Imperial Court with Viron in my hand and the Mercenaries behind me holding the Minmatars. "I demand to speak to the Empress!"I shouted as hundreds of guns were trained on me. After a few minutes, the Empress strolled out. "What?"She asked. "Why did you come?"I asked. "Because you have Viron Tash-Murkon in your hands."She said. I tossed Viron down. "Indeed. And here I have proof of Tash-Murkon heresy I said, throwing the proof to her. "Guards, depart."She said. The guards folded out. "And who are these Minmatar?"She asked. "A Covert Operations Task Force who planned to launch a terriost attack during the YC117 New Year's celebration."I said. She nodded. "Guards, enter. And bring him."She said, pointing to me. I followed the Empress to a small platform over-looking the city with 4 guards around me. "I know of this so-called heresy. It is what sustains the Empire. I tend to keep it quiet from the Ardishapur Family and, pretty much most everyone in the Imperial Goverment, but I know the Tash-Murkons activities and agree with them. It sustains the Empire. Our religion is a cover for what we do, a guide to our Civilization, a pillar that holds our Empire up-right and keeps those in power in there place. But yes, I know this. That's why Imperial Intelligence has killed every witness to the events of there operation against the Order of Reclamation."She said. "But, but how? It's HERESY!"I yelled. She shook her head. "A fanatic. It's not heresy if there is no religion to begin with."She said. She turned. "Take him."She said. 4 Imperial Intelligence Agents emerged and siezed me, and everything went black. And now here I sit, in a Imperial Intelligence Prison 5 Miles Deep in W-Space, where the one Wormhole leading in is at the edge of known space and protected by a massive fleet of Carriers, Battleships, and a Titan all hidden. The Wormhole leading in was farther out then even Immortals dared to go. There was nothing but useless, resourceless systems for the five systems leading up to it. I will never be found. Never be rescued. Never escape. I sit here in a solid black chamber, writing this most likely simply for myself. If you should find this book, do not try and rescue me. Do not copy it and publish it. Do not seek vengeance on a corrupted Empire. Burn this, so that no one will ever read it again. This is my Chronicle, and my last words to a corrupted Empire in a corrupt galaxy. Now run.

Fear my Reclamation, for I am now Immortal. Fear me, for the tale of Reclamation has only just begun.

Finally had a chance to read all this. I am sorry, I can't buy into the trope of yet another disaffected Kameria which is how it started off at the outset. I'd tend to think Kamerias are almost the most fanatically loyal and devout given their training and upbringing ((much like the Turkish Jannisaries)). A really good Chronicle on Kamerias is:
https://wiki.eveonline.com/en/wiki/Kameiras_(Chronicle)

A key quote is: " That being said, it is often true that the Kameiras troops are more devout than their true Amarr cohorts. They have been indoctrinated and trained for this way of life since they were born, and they know or want nothing else."

I also had issues with characterization of the Empress. It just didn't click for me. A chronicle involving her that always moved me in terms of thinking about her is:
https://wiki.eveonline.com/en/wiki/All_These_Wayward_Children_(Chronicle)

It suggests that the Empress sees Reclaiming and the religion as not just a mere political ruse or front that is fake to hold things together, but something that actually moves and motivates her to care for all people (albeit not in a way the other factions in New Eden can agtree with), wanting to "reclaim" all of God's children.

It was a nice effort I guess, just not one I could really see.

On the first statement there was no suggestions (when he still served the Amarrians) that he was not devout, simply that he understood he wasn't and never would be an Ammarian. Also, the whole point of the story was to reveal there true motives, there lies. That was the whole point of the story (well, mostly)

The Dropsuits are? Ok. Didn't find anything to specifically say that but ok. I know my story has holes, but as previously said the whole point of the story was to reveal that the people we believe are powerful, religious and righteous figures are nothing more then corrupt politicians hiding behind an old religion.

Just pointing out the issues with the plot. If you intend to keep a setting accurate like I am sure fiction writers would want for if another player was writing about EVE then the same courtesy should be given.

However the aspects about dropsuit and weapons functionality are something that should be considered when writing stories about ground based combat in the New Eden universe in the advent of Cloned Soldier technology.... almost everything that is used it to large for used by normal sized people.

Since clones stand roughly 2.5m in height and have unique biological compositions to account for these experimental, dangerous, and lethal [to both operator and victim] technologies. Kamiera's are, unless we are assuming this character is an Immortal Cloned Soldier as well, are simply indoctrinated men and women. Still I see where you are coming from but I don't know if the plot is improved by what I suppose would not be an efficient and militaristic load out.