(Posted on 02-27-2001)
Before you read: this is Jake101. I have TONS of new stories that are going to be submitted here to the Chronicles for the year of 2001. So if you like UE Fighter, Jade's Return, and A Hidden Legacy, prepare for more of the good stuff, as well as a new guy in town: Redline Inc. ENJOY!
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VOL. 3- A NEW THREAT
The pulsating engines roared to life as I flicked the heavenly switch. It was time to fight. Barry's ship lifted up and cruises directly to the exit, finally he hit the accelerator and launched through the shield.
I could see the foot pedals to help control turning below me. I had only recently had to get used to these, for they were on the new model's of the fighter only, and I felt that I could do probably better without them. I guess that wasn't my choice.
"Agh!" I winced at my still-aching leg, that was slowly leaking more and more blood. The bleeding was on and off, but I decided to fly with it anyway, for I could still fly, even though I was in nearly constant pain.
PEALTH, WAALEE
The shield's sound had always given a pleasant feeling to my ears when the cockpit window touched it, sending a interesting water-like sound throughout the ship. Fun, fun, fun! I could do that all day.
"Zak, pull to the right, take on the second wave."
"Check, "I replied to Barry over the commlink.
Red light echoed in the blaze cannon's footsteps to the cockpit as I fired them. Blowing away Krait after Krait. It was definitely like the 4th of July back on Earth.
SHIELD: 67%
"Hey, Barry, how you doin' over there on your shield?" I said over the commlink, locking onto a Krait as it flew under a Turncoat. The Turncoat's blaze fire rocked the ship, lowering my shields once more. "Dagh."
"I'm at 30%, I can't be out here much longer. I've got Helian needle fire all over me. Good thing we got light jamming systems, or I'd be done for."
"Where are you?" I asked.
"Where's Justin? Did he follow us out?"
"I d-PEALTHFFF I'm takin' needle fire, I'm going back to the bay, see you there!"
"But Z@#. I n33d, STECHHCHETHCH-" Barry's voice was cut off by static as I flew through a swarm of Kraits. There was so many Turncoat and Traitor class vessels I didn't know what was going to happen to the U.E.S. Earth. And Justin and Barry. . .well, where was Justin?
I switched to my system-sub-menu to find that my commlink was dead. The ship shaked violently from a needle hit, and so I went to shields.
SHIELD: 21%
"Perfect!" I yelled inside the cockpit. I took another hit, then another, and another. Kraits were going down in flames all around me, I could see the U.E.S. taking out ship after ship in the distance. . .only followed by a horrifying sight. On of the blaze turrets was hit by a string of needle missles. . .gone. The turret was gone.
"This is nuts!" I yelled once more.
Then I saw two escape pods exit the ship. Were they evacuating?
SHIELD: WARNING Shield Down WARNING. Oh crap! I looked at the Armor gauge, it was faded for a split second. RAEAK!
I looked out the right of my cockpit canopy to see my right wing gone. I began to unexpectedly laugh.
"Good Lord!" I said through my hysterics. I turned to the console and hit the red "E". My canopy detached from the ship, and I saw the U.E.S. Earth, and the Renegade fleet fade away. They got smaller. . . .smaller. . . .smaller. . .then nothing.
I fell asleep.
beep
beep
beep
...RECIEVING TRANSMISSION...
...REPEAT:INCOMING TRANSMISSION...
...SOL SYSTEM:BEACON 147-A-9reI--...
UE TASK FORCE 10-U.E.S. EARTH REQUESTING REPLY
I AM BEACON 147-A-9reI-, UNITED EARTH HAS A SPECIAL MESSAGE FOR YOU. THEY ARE LOOKING FOR THE REMAINS OF THE U.E.S. EARTH. THEY WANT YOU BACK. IF YOU ARE A ALIVE, UE TASK FORCE 10-U.E.S. EARTH SUBJECT MATTER, WE REQUEST THAT YOU REPLY. PLEASE REPLY...
"Ugh, it's too early, dad! Stop!! QUIT SHAKIN' ME! Oh. . .I'm sorry, I-" I awoke. I glanced at the comm screen. I must have gone out cold, but for how long? Did they know where I was? Where was the-
"UE Task Force 10,"I read it aloud. "Well, that's me. . .Agh, what the hell happend?? And why am I talking to myself?"
I looked up. The cold, dark void of space lay around me. I had no idea where I was. I hit "M" on my comm screen. The map flickered to life. I glared at it in disbelief. The indicator showed that I was on the very edge of the Bakka system. The leg winced again.
"AAAAAUUUUUUGGHHHH!"
I stopped, and took a deep breath, then breathed out, shuddering. I looked out the cockpit canopy once more. I could see a ship in the distance.
"Oh my God! Oh my God!" I yelled as the pain stabbed once more. I looked down to see blobs of red liquid floating. The gravity system must have been deactivated upon detaching from the fighter.
I unstrapped myself from the seat and floated torwards the front section of the window to get a closer glimpse of the ship. It was an SS-22. What was a little scoutship doing way out here? I wonder if he saw me.
My hopes started to fade when he seemed to begin to turn around. But then he started torward me. He began to circle me. It went on for 10 minutes, then he came to a stop and turned over, his bottom thrusters were activated to a lite pulse. I could see him inside and he waved with a concerned face.
I rolled my eyes and made a gesture showing that my commlink was broken. Then I looked down at the comm screen and saw text appearing. He was my only hope. I looked at the sub-screen to see something important.
OXYGEN: 1:26
One hour, 26 minutes. That would buy some time. Not much, but it would definitely buy some time. I strapped myself back in and watched the man's messaging slowly. Like an animal without legs, but still living fine. . .I was helpless.
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