STGOD: The Pheonix Wars (Chapter I)

[Dartzap]

*Memo from the Captain of the Ruby's Pride to the troop commander of General Igneous's forces*

"Hey there Onix! you'll be pleased to know all of our ground forces are due to be upgraded now! Yes, the order came from the Old Man himself, it seem's all Troll Warriors and Golems are going to be given similer weapens to what we faced on Destructinators ship, called a 'Phase Blast Cannon, it should be able to by pass all of those pesky sheilds we keep encountering. The Golems now are now even more structurally sound, they wont fall to more than fifty of those blasted Kull's each, now Hah.

We have also equiped the Golems with an internal bomb, when one dies and its internal sensor detects no other Golems, it will essentaly go 'BOOM' quite loudly and cause huge damdge to the sorroundings, such as Ships hulls, walls, and peoples heads.

Oh yeah, i hope your ready for some training with some new Hand to hand weapens, the broadswords are out now, Axe's are in, .. with a bit of a shocking result

Hope to see you soon

Geode, Commander of the Ruby's Pride

[Ra]

Greetings, Ra. I decided to come over see some of these amassed fleets of yours. They will do nicely in inspiring fear in the hearts of our enemies. However, I'd like to give you a demostration of what other terrors we'll have at our disposal...

Walper's hand gestures towards one of Ra's heaviest battleships. It's engines die out, all systems shutting down. The ship is rendered a vulnerable hulk to any attack. But the state only lasts a moment; Walper's hand slowly lowers to his side.

A minor demostration of course. But I now have the Force power to easily crush virtually any ship yet encountered into a floating hulk of debris. I look forward to our first engagement of the enemy together.

Walper smiles coolly.

An interesting demonstration. Your power, combined with that of Lady Galadriel, shall make us nigh unto invincible! The enemy may have rocks... Daleks... suicide bomber Golems... but they will fall before our power.

*eyes flash*

[Dartzap]

*the deployment area of planet 4*

Admral Flint looks down on the hundreds of Golems marching up into the Trident class Transports, they were big craft almsot 500 metere long in truth, with a token defence they were not meant for direct combat, they had far more important things to do, which is what the huge engines were for. They were ten of the craft prescent here, preparing to take all five thousand of the newly upgraded golems to their destination, and quite possibly, their last resting place.

he glances at the Emerald Golem next to him

"Dorfl, you know your target, and you know your troops capabilities, you will do what is needed, won't you?"

"Yes Master, I Shall Do As Much As My Words Tell Me To Do."

"Good, get on board then, i shall not probably see you again Dorfl, but it was a honour knowing you for the five minets that you were alive here, as soon as you clear the border, your escort will leave you, we cannot afford to give the enemy the chance of detecting you"

"Yes Master I Obey"

"Good Bye Dorfl"

*The ships depart the planet where several battle barges are waiting to excort them to the border, ten minuets later, they split off away from the group, The Tridents already powering up their L-Drives, soon afterwards, they dissapear*

"Do you think they will get to their destination Sir?

"Yes Geode, I do, because of the paranoia of the Goa'uld and Imperials, they will think the ships are heading towards their base, perhaps in preperation for a full fleet battle"

"But surley they know we are not ready for that yet?"

"They beleive us to be stupid and so think we are only best in combat with our brawn and muscles, they shall soon learn, of course"

"Of course Sir"

[Destructionator XV]

On the Diplomatic Asteroid

Lord Adam finally speaks after a long silence

"Yes, the Death Star is a major threat, and it must be destroyed, but I beleive that the World Devastators must go first. The World Devastators are his fleetyards and superweapons built into one. Our reports show that he has 5. 3 small ones, and 2 big ones. All of them must be destroyed. Then we can turn to the Death Star and destroying his fleet..... but soft. Suppose after.. or even before destroying the World Devastators we were able to capture the Death Star. Maybe... but it is too much of a long shot. We should focus using whatever means necessary to destroy the World Devastators. I can reenforce your suicide ships with any thing we have. If it needs explosives, we have it. If it needs Treknobabble, we'll make it. Additionaly, I see that you are upgrading your ships. Our starbase is avalable if you want to use it."

He stops speaking, but continues to contemplate plans. Next to him, his new Dalek guards simply wait for orders.

[Dartzap]

"What we need is a way to beef our weapens up, at the moment, our weapens while satisfactory, won't be as good in battle as required.. can you find a way to improve them?"

"Well then, I wont keep you, I'm sure you have lots of peple who need to see you, hah, i know my Admral wants to see me for some reason.."

I do hope you enjoyed your stay, you are welcome to return whenever you want"

[Destructionator XV]

"We thank you for your hospitality, and I shall now be back to my base. Ask Destructionator XIII here anything you need to know in my absence. Energize."

In a column of light, Lord Adam and the Daleks beam back to the ship.

"Bridge, set a course for the remains of the fifth planet, full impulse power. I want to gather some info on these Devastators."

The ship departs from Trollish space and soon arrives at the fifth planet.

[Destructionator XV]

At the fifth planet's remains....

"Full scan, and be prepared to get us out of here at the sight of any threats."

"Sir, it looks like the planet was torn apart by a massive tractor beam, then burned up in a huge furnance. We see remants of the particle trail here. Sir, we also see the Genator's warp trail."

"Finish recording our scans then set a course for wherever the Genator went."

A few minutes later, they went to warp.

"Now coming up on the Genator's remains, sir. We see bodies of Stormtroopers along with our android soldiers. It seems there was a board action in progress when the ship was destroyed."

"Scan what you can, and beam her flight recorder board. Also beam up some of the stormtrooper armour."

"We have the recorder, sir. And sir, we aren't finding the remains of the Destrutionators."

"What?!"

"No part of their bodies are here, sir. I beleive they are prisoners of Darth Kreshna now."

"We'll discuss this later. For now, lets get this information back to base. for analysis. Engage."

The starship disappears into hyperspace, leaving the remains of their lost ship behind.

[Dartzap]

"My Lord Detritus, our forces are underway to the battlesite, by tommrow, we should have what you need"

"Good work Admiral, i'm pleased by the speed of your operation"

"Why thank you Sir, may i ask how the negotiations went?"

"They were hardly negotiations, we were just formalising our alliance"

"That is good news Sire"

"Indeed, Lord Adam left us with an Android, I'm sure he wil be of great use for you, in exchange, the Daleks have offered two of their warriors as body gaurds to him""

"Why thank you, i shall take him to the Pride as soon as I finish"

"Good"

"Have you considered the plan of General Fiddyment yet?"

"Yes, I think it would a most ingenious answer to our current problem, I suggest we start as soon as possible"

"Of course my Lord, i shall do as soon as i leave"

"Well then, don't let me delay you"

"As you wish my lord"

[Destructionator XV]

Back at the starbase..
"Gentlemen, we need to make certain our weapons will be effective against our enemys. What have the analysists determined?"

"Sir, we believe that using armour piercing projectile weapons with laser aftershots will be the most effective against most our foes. We have these weapons in our standard stocks already. They fire a burst of high powered projectiles that punches through enemy armour then our standard high powered laser is fired afterwards. The timing is done by an onboard computer to ensure that the laser is fired after the bullets have penetrated the armour. These weapons also will continue to fire at least the projectiles even in an area with high levels of electrical jamming. And, of course, we have various other ground weapons ranging from rocket launchers to tanks. General Shalishov has an impressive army and we have the Marines. And these cybernetic monstrosities you brought back look like they can fight most excellently."

"Very good, it looks like we can take them on the ground. How about the space weapons?"

"Sir, judging from the data we received from the Genator's flight recorder and the survivors from the battle with the Borg, we have determined that we can take the enemy ships down, but it won't be easy. The world devastators only took mild damage from the Destructionator fleet's weapon barrage. Excuse me sir for one moment please."

"Of course."

ooc: I will finish this later, I have to run out and buy some stuff to eat!

[Josh]

Petrosjko studied the intelligence reports coming in.

Ouch.

Those Trolls looked nasty. They were quickly upgrading their weaponry, an option that was simply not available to the Space Marines.

Time to take a few steps to insure the survival of his forces.

And himself, in the bargain.

"I have located a target," he said solemnly.

"At last! Upon whom shall we unleash the Emperor's righteous wrath?"

"Against the foulest of heretics, Brother Captain, long thought driven from the boundaries of the Imperium. We face an ancient foe..."

"You mean... but I thought they were gone..."

"No, they are not. It would seem the first world in this system has a hidden colony of... of..."

He took a long pause, then drew a shuddering breath.

"...telemarketers."

"How many?"

"Perhaps as many as a thousand."

"That may well be too many for our forces. Perhaps if we summoned the rest of the Chapter..."

"There's no time. We have to strike at once. If we do not crush them now, they may spread to reinfest His Glorious Imperium."

"Mmm... perhaps we can crush them... if we use up our very last drop of blood."

"Indeed so, Brother Captain. The Emperor expects no less. Prepare the troops for orbital drop immediately."

With stately grace, His Divine Wrath turned and made for the inner system.

[Ra]

*Ra and the new voice of the Borg stand before the gathered Goa'uld, Eldar, and Imperial leaders.*

The enemy is upgrading its forces at an absurd rate. However, we have a plan.

*A single Borg cube exits its transwarp conduit over the Trollish planet. It is almost instantly distroyed.*

Fool! The cube was cut to pieces!

*Ra then smirked evilly as the Borg hive mind spoke.*

CUBE 92349 DESTROYED. SCOUTING OF TROLL PLANET SUCESSFUL. INTERPLEXING TRANSMISSION DETECTED. ANALYSING COMBAT DATA. ADAPTING WEAPONS AND SHIELD MATRICIES. DOWNLOADING INFORMATION TO GOA'ULD AND IMPERIAL COMMAND. PRIORITY DELTA. DATA FILED FOR ANALYSIS BY WALPER UNIT.

In other words, stupidity has its reward. At least when you have an interplexing beacon.

*Galadriel rolls her eyes. However, for once, the fool of a Goa'uld had come up with something.*

[ImpishAngel]

[quote="Ra"]

In other words, stupidity has its reward. At least when you have an interplexing beacon.

quote]

at least THAT made sense :-)

[Destructionator XV]

After drinking a quick glass of water, the analyst continued his briefing.

"Sorry, sir. As I was saying, Imperial shields can take a huge beating, but not huge enough to stop our weapons. The Destructionator fleet had a hard time hurting the World Devastator because they were trapped in the tractor beam and still had their cloaks up. The interference from the beam stopped some missiles and weakened the energy weapons. We have devloped a method to correct this. If we can avoid the tractor beam and go into combat ready for battle, we can take those things, and their fleet support ships down. Additionaly, we have analyzed the plans that the Trolls provided for sucide ships. Their plan should work most excellently against the Wrold Devastators while we and the Daleks take care of the enemy fleets."

"What about the Death Star?"

"It is designed to survive a full frontal assualt from a fleet. We are still thinking about a plan to attack it."

"And the Borg? Their power have increased greatly in the last few days."

"Correct, but we can still fight them ship to ship and on the ground, We need to be concerned about their vast numbers and in particular their new leader, Robert Walper."

"You worry about the ships, I will face Walper."

"Yes, sir. The goa'uld are also of little concern to us ship to ship, but again they have numbers, and Eldar allys. The only faction left is the Imperium of Man forces, who have very small numbers. The threats we can expact from them is a chapter of Space Marines and their leader, a Sith Master."

"And our allys have ways of dealing with them. Gentlemen, it seems as if victory shall be at hand, but I want to be sure. Launch hyperspeed probes into the territory of all our enemies. Gather as much information from them as we can."

With that, many probes are launched into the direction of enemy space, with the hope that the data they return will give confirmation to our analysis.

[Dartzap]

* The HIMS Pheonix*

It was the late watch for the Star Destroyer, all other crew had been sent over to the Happy Fun Ball, as he thought of it, he was currently docked along side one of those strange Goa'old vessals that looked like a space borne pyirmid. This, hedecided, was one of the most bpring shifts he had ever done, all because those Troll kept picking on his ship! the repairs to the Engines were taking far to long...

Behind him a man in commanders uniform appeared from the turbolift door,

"Captain, I' have orders for you to jump to hyperspace"

"What? How can we the engines are offline!"

"Yes Sir, but you can still use the Hyperdrive"

"Rubbish! where did these orders come from?"

The man swiftly pulls out a pulsar pistol

"Why, the Trollish Imperuim Sir"

"A Turncoat! on my own ship! Guards, Guards!

He feels the shudder of the ship as several hundred blocks of explosive rip through the onboard barracks.

"I don't think any one will be coming Sir, ive already programmed the destination in, you just have to press the button"

The captain walked towards the control, with the gun in the small of his back, he was sweating like a dog. "What will happen to my crew when you take us to this destination?"

"Why, nothing at all Sir, we arn't animals, you know"

"You could have fooled me..."

"Indeed, now just press this button before please.. i have added something to the programming..Do it now Sir"

he touches the automated weapenry button, from along side the flank of the destroye , several hundred TL bolts pour into the Goa'uld vessal, without its sheilds, it soon becomes exstinct

"And now, off we go Sir..."

He pushes the lever for hyperspace, around him, the docking port shudders, and then they were off, leaving a large mess of a hanger behind them.

"Who the hell are you, if not a turncoat?"

"Me Sir? im just a Golem spy, made to look just like any Human, and now, I must inform your host of your immenent arrival"

* The Pheonixcontinues through the starstudded tunnel of Hyperpsace*

[Dartzap]

*The Troll Headquaters*

*a hologram appears of Admiral Flint*

"My Lord Detritus, The target had been taken without any trouble."

"Excellent!, any other news i should be informed of?"

"Yes My Lord, we dected an Borg Cube entering over our border, we quickly eliminated it, however we are sure it scanned a large amount of our forces here"

"It is of no concern, they only scanned here, they do not know of our other.. developments, yet"

"Of course Sir. I shall inform you when the Pheonix arrives"

"Thank you Admiral."

*the Hologram dissapears*

The troll Lord types a message to his allies "Lord Adam, you will be pleased to hear we have just recoved an intact stardestroyer.. with all the records of the Imperial Navy, including we hope, the design specififcations of the World Devastators. I am sure you know how valuable that will be, and i shall send you every part of the database as soon as we get hold of it"

Your Ally as ever, Lord Detritus

He activates the Holonet and sends the message

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

"Of course Sir. I shall inform you when the Pheonix arrives"

"Thank you Admiral."

As the Phoenix arrives at Lord Detritus' Headquarters, Admiral Flint is surprised when many escape pods are launched from the mighty Executor-Class Command ship. They're jumping into hyperspace and making their escape. "What the...." the Trollish Admiral frowns.

Aboard the Phoenix, the Imperial Captain turns to the Golem spy, then he grins in satisfaction, "see, my friend. This has been a trap all along. First, this is not the Phoenix; it's an old Executor-Class which is not battle worthy anymore. Second; your search is futile since there's no usable information stored in our computers. Third; this ship has been fully loaded with hypermatter explosives, Goa'uld incendiaries, and Borg subspace bombs. Now my crews have escaped, it would be a honor to make my sacrifice."

The Captain yells, "for the glory of the Empire!" then pushes his rank badge. Little does the Admiral know that a trigger button is hidden behind the badge.

With a brilliant flash of light, the 17.6 km-long command ship explodes violently, taking many of the Trollish Imperium vessels in the process.

[Ace Pace]

ALERT! ALERT!

Pimpage INCOMING!

PIMPAGE IS HERE

[Dartzap]

*At the THQ*

Lord Detritus Smirks.. so they did fall for it.. the fools thought they had laid a trap, Fools as usual, if they thought he was going to bring them back to his throne..."Admiral, You may thank the spy on the death star for the infomation, he was correct"

"Of course Sire, did he give you the logs from the Deathstar as well?"

"Yes, yes he did, what would we do if not for the paranoia of the human speices?"

"I do not know sir, its almost to horrible to think about!"

"Indeed, i shall this information to Lord Adam, i'm sure he will get a laugh from it..."

The transmisson ends,

Lord Detritus sits on his throne for almost twenty minuets , laughing his head off, Good greif, if that was the "Dark lords" attempt at being clever...

[Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman]

Aboard the New Death Star, Darth Kreshna contemplates; the Trollish spies have downloaded the correct information from the Death Star logs: World Devastator's schematics, records on Imperial Navy, and such.

Or so they thought.

He chuckles, then sips his Martini. Oh, if only Lord Detritus knows WHAT kind of information they have been actually downloading all these time........

[Ra]

*Ra looks over to Darth Kreshna, smiling evilly.*

It's only a matter of time before the fools realize the grave error they have made. And then... it will be to late.

*Ra then looks out the window. The Goa'uld fleet, now over three times as large as before, is assembled. Countless thousands of upgraded Ha'taks and several of the black "mothership" vessels make up the fleet. At the center is Ra's upgraded mothership.*

[Robert Walper]

Lord Detritus sits on his throne for almost twenty minuets , laughing his head off, Good greif, if that was the "Dark lords" attempt at being clever...

Lord Detritus finally stood. He motioned to a nearby aid. "Inform my generals to meet me in the conference chamber...we have plans to put in motion."

"Yes, m'Lord." the aid replied, and scurried off to bring his Lord's orders to fruition.

Lord Detritus made his way to the conference room. Along the way, he met up with six of his generals and began discussing some of his plans. The group stopped at the doors to the conference room, and a guard on duty pressed the control panel opening the door.

Lord Walper, seated at the head of the conference table, rised up from his chair, flanked by two blueish holograms of Ra and Kreshna.

Lord Detritus, an expert shot and draw, immediately drew his weapon and opened fire upon the Borg leader monstrosity that dared defied his personal seat.

As if knowing the shots were coming beforehand, Walper rasied a cybernetic limb, the weapon discharges, six in all, hitting his palm and deflected into the nearby walls. Lord Walper raised his other hand outward, and Lord Detritus's weapon sailed across the room landing neatly into Robert's grip.

"We would be honored if you would join us." he said.

Lord Detritus's generals all looked at one another. In unison, they drew their weapons and barraged the Borg figure. This time Walper didn't react, the weapon discharges merely absorbed by his green personal shield that flared to life. Waving his free hand at the generals, Robert send the entire group reeling into the corridor, their weapons clattering to the floor. None of them moved from their prone positions on the floor as the doors closed behind Lord Detritus, seperating him from them. A chair slid across the floor, smacking into the back of Lord Detritus's legs, forcing him into a sitting position as the chair carried him the short distance to the conference table. Detritus tried to get up, but felt entirely immobile by some invisible force.

Darth Walper sat, while Ra and Kreshna's holograms continued standing, unfazed by the entire incident. They stared intently at Lord Detritus, judging his reactions.

"We will discuss your surrender, Detritus." Robert began, Detritus taking note that Walper didn't bother with his title . "You are only alive because I want to believe you possess the intelligence to know the wisdom of not fighting a hopeless battle, and more importantly, wasting our valueable time suppressing your minor, though ultimately futile, attacks."

Lord Detritus tried to speak, but was unable to articulate words. That same damn invisible force holding his tongue at bay.

"You will disarm all your weapons, ships and facilities. You will then proceed to take your fleets and personnel to the outer rim of the system under dispute, and stay there until told otherwise. Obey, and you will be spared in the new order consisting myself, Kreshna and Ra."

Walper paused for effect.

"Ignore my generous warning, and we will crush you first as an example to the other puny powers of this system." Robert demostrating his intent by slamming the heavy metal table with his fist, making an impressive dent.

"You will have twenty four standard hours to comply." he finished.

Walper rose to his feet, and so did Detritus involuntarily. Lord Detritus flew across the room, his throat ending up in Robert's grip. "Heed this warning well, Detritus." Robert stared intently in Detritus's eyes. "For failure to comply will ensure that I'll have a fate planned for you personnally, one that is best left to you imagination rather than reality."

Walper released his hold upon Lord Detritus, and vanished into the typical green glow of a Borg transporter. Ra and Kreshna stared at Detritus for a second later, and then their hologram presences also winkd out.

Now back onboard his cube, Lord Walper consulted with the holographic projections of Ra and Kreshna facing him.

Ra: "Will he do as he was told?"

Walper: "Unlikely. He's in a state of extreme unease, even fear of what just transpired. But I suspect he will continue the fighting."

Kreshna: "So was this...event...just a show?"

*ignores Kreshn's seemingly routine activity of humping a Gungan blowup doll* Walper: "No. Regardless of his response, we've made an effect. Surrender on his part would be a major blow to esteem and morality throughout his forces and allies. But invoking fear and self doubt will work to our advantage, perhaps more so if he chooses to resist. After all, our forces will benefit from experience, and best to acquire that against a foe who's defeat is inevitable."

Ra and Kreshna nodded in agreement.

[Ra]

*As the holograms of Walper and Darth Kreshna flicker away, Ra turns to Galadriel, who is busy polishing her tiara.*

Our Borg ally has issued the ultimatum. We have effectively neutralized the Troll threat, whether by their surrender or the inevitable slaughter to come. Now, we must ponder how to counter the Dalek temporal technology.

*Faces Ra* Leave that to me, young one. Whilst examining thine databanks, I have designed a modification to thy shield generators. Temporal attacks will not be successful.

Since when were you an engineer?

I learn fast.

Nonetheless, you have a better plan than shield modification?

Obviously.

[Destructionator XV]

At the A'millian starbase....

"My lord, we are receiving a transmission from the Trollish Imperium."

"Put it through."

"It is a datastream, sir. Putting it through the computer now.... it seems to be plans for some Imperial technology.. Also a message attached."

"Destructinator XIII here with report. The Trolls have captured an Imperial Super Star Destroyer, but it self destructed before analysis could be done. They also have plans captured from the Death Star. Sir, there is something else. Robert Walper was here. Using his force powers, he got Lord Detritus alone and demanded the Troll's surrender within 24 hours. Destructionator out."

"Sir, we now have data analysists working on the data we received from the Trollish spies."

"Very good. We need to kill those Devastators soon, but we now need a victory against the Borg to show them that we have no intention of surrendering. Find a target, then prepare the fleet, and inform our allys that we shall attack the Borg."

"I'm on it."

[Ra]

*As the data downloads, little does Destructionator know what he has downloaded. For now, nothing happens.*

Destructionator XV: What? We got absolutely nothing?!

generic android: It would appear that way. I am preforming a Level 1 Diagnostic.

*It begins to work its way into the heart of their systems. Finally, an image does appear.*

I have accessed the schematics.

*Onscreen appears a spherical drawing. However, the information is totally inaccurate. The schematics appear to resemble... A man and a camel.*

Destructionator XV: Oh my God!

[Robert Walper]

Lord Walper sat is his newly designed chair. His body's Borg construction made the need for a chair non existent, but he wanted one anyhow. It felt more natural...he had no intention of becoming like any of his minion drones. His arms rested upon the armrests, and he appeared to be staring at the floor, with the exception of his eyes being closed.

Suddenly they opened. He smiled.

"So, Destructionator XV, you wish a victory, do you? I may have to disappoint you."

Lord Walper's eyes turned to the main display screen in his chamber. Icons representing the thousands of Borg cubes under his command were displayed. They slowly deployed themselves around the Borg transwarp hub and it's deployed conduits.

"Precognition will be a most difficult foe to defeat, my young adversary."

Robert began punching in coordinates for the fleets of Borg cubes to lock onto. He needed only give the thought, and within seconds thousands of Borg cubes would swarm into position like an unstoppable armada of locusts.