The Last Arclite -Input please

[-=Legendary=-]

This may start off a little slow but its my first attempt at writing so bear with me.

Prologue-Hazzard is a hybrid. genetically engineered to be surperior in every way to any split or paranid fighter. Hazzard was made by the syndicate. A mercanary guild and research facility always finding better ways to kill things. Hazzards last mission was during the first sighting of the kha'ak where he was betrayed by his government and the syndicate. Up to this point everyone that knew anything about Hazzard now thinks he is dead.

The story takes place after the last battle with the kha'ak in heretics end.


Wake up!
A officer dressed in combat fatigues came and unlocked the cell sheilds and
the door system.

A cranky moan came from within the cell.

"Cellmate x10054Z you are to come with me, lean back for a small sedative."
Instructed the officer as he cocked the prisoners head back and injected
the needle into his neck.

"You know if this is about the fight yesterday, I told you I didn't start it
the ape of a man tried to steal my bread." Argued the prisoner.

The officer leaned down and secured the prisoners ankles and wrists.

A few mizuras later the prisoner was settled down into a room with two
shady men sitting on the opposite side of a sleek metal table.

"That will be all officer." Said the man on the left.Probably
the more seasoned one thought Hazzard.

The officer walked out and locked the door.

"Hello Hazzard my name is Jhon Richards and this is my partner Eric Macomb."

Eric stood and offered his hand. Hazzard just sat there and stared at it.

"Well Jhon sorry to be rude but what is this about I would like to go back
to sleeping for another twelve life sentences." Said Hazzard.

"Hazzard we work for the Argon government and are here to recruit your
services.We can offer you a clean slate and whatever you happen to
'Pick up' along the way."

"well this is a little subtle dont you think?" Replyed Hazzard."

Eric stood up and spoke as he started to look through papers on his
clipboard.

"The way we see it you dont have have much of a choice your serving twelve
life sentences, your past reference does follow you and your one of the few
surviving hybrids still alive."

For a second something flashed in Hazzard's mind.

"You mean they stopped the Genesis project?"

Eric was about to speak but then Jhon motioned him to stop.

"You see Hazzard this is why we are here. After you were, well for a lack
of better words manaufactured the argon government gave the syndicate
all the funding it could ever need."

"You mean those back stabbing roaches that left me here to die right? Are
they the ones who sent you? Did they screw up another project and they want
me to clean it up!"

Hazzard stood and his voice dramatically raised.

[-=Legendary=-]

They may be short chapters so story to anyone who reads.

[-=Legendary=-]

Heres chapters 2 and 3 trying to set a little story before i continue on with
the fireworks.


Chapter 2

Hazzard smashed his fists onto the steel table denting it dramatically.Jhon
seemed relativly unfazed by Hazzards agression unlike Eric who had stepped
back to the corner of the room.

Jhon was about to speak but thought better of it.

"Thats it isn't it? They couldn't stop with me they had to go on further
into the development didn't they?!" Hazzard sat down as he finished speaking.

"Thats actually pretty close to it. Hazzard the Syndicate havent pulled the
plug on the Genesis project like they intended to. Infact they tried to
Recreate you and your brother but your genetic makeup could not completely
be understood. So instead they turned to create combat-hungry hard wired
hybrids."

"Wait I thought you said I was one of the few remaing hybrids?"

Jhon repostioned himself. "What I ment to say was you are one of the few
remaining hybrids of your kind. I have a list here if you would like to see."

Jhon took out a folder and slid it across the table.

Hazzard opened it and read it.

Hybrid Class Callsign Status
1 A Overdose Active
2 B Crow Active
3 B Thor Deceased
4 B Smoke Active
5 C Shrike Deceased
6 C Reaper Deceased
7 A Hazzard Active
8 B Tribe Active
9 B Axraid Deceased
10 C Strom Deceased
11 B Eve Deceased
12 C Creeper Deceased
13 C Inferno Deceased
14 X Genesis Pending

As soon as Hazzard saw Axraid listed as deceased a faint memory of there
final seconds together came into play. It was during raid in herrons nebula.
The Syndicate fighter support was noowhere in sight and the gates had been
blocked off. Axraid's Nova had suffered severe hull damage and Overdose was
escaping into the northern nebula. Hazzard would never leave a partner
behind but the mission was to locate and neutralize Overdose. Axraid had
pivoted his ship around and had engaged the oncoming fighters with all
Ahepts blasting.

"Hazzard, go get your brother ill hold these turds off as long as I can,
now go!"

Hazzard had barely reached 190 MPS in his Mamba Raider when the familiar
green blip of Axraids ship had disapeared.

"whos the last addition? Genesis wasn't around before I got locked up."

"That would be the main reason we are here. To test out genesis they sent
him into Xenon sector 347 on a training mission. He did exceptionally well
and got a higher score then you and your brother, but as he was entering the
west gate his ship just disapeared. There was no reasonable explanation
because his ship was not equiped with a jumpdrive. The syndicate of course
was not happy that there 4.5 billion credit project just vanished so they
sent in 30 Jaguars to find him. On entering the sector it was deviod of Xenon
there where no xenon ships in sight they headed south and found hundreds of
destroyed ships. The ships looked like they had literally been cut through
the middle each and everyone of them that didn't look like they had been
hit by a missile. There were large traces of nividium in the battle sight."
Jhon was about to say something else but Hazzard interrupted.

"So I was right, they want me to find their toy is that it?"

"We'll you where created by the syndicate Hazzard its obvious you are
best suited for the job." Jhon looked through more papers then started
to speak again. "You know you could just stay here in solitary confinement
for the rest of your life, and from what I hear hybrids can reach the age of
500 and still look 20. How old are you Hazzard?"

"96..."

30 Mizuras Later the three where docking into A syndicate Collossus "Cyrene"

Chapter 3

1640 hours

Xenon Sector 347

Recon Unit Alpha

"Alpha status report"

"Alpha one, nothing sir"
"Alpha two, nothing sir"
"Alpha three, Nada"
"Alpha four, all clear"
"Alpha five, clear"

Kane Jordan is the captain of his Syndicate Centuar named "Storm". Kane lays
back in his cockpit seat surveys the wreckage. In his mind he's thinking what
could have done this.

"Sir"

Kane turned to his navigation officer.

"We are picking up several Delta distress signals 45km due Southeast."

"Apha Team this is kane, set speed to 200 Mps Alpha one take point
the rest of the team Sheild formation around Storm watch your afterburner
make sure you dont overheat the engine."

"This is alpha one, team is set in formation now heading southeast."

"Kathren can you comm link Delta sqaud?"

"Negative sir, they are out of range but they seem to be moving towards us."

Off in the distance Kane could see the Delta formation they where about 20km
Away when the two middle Novas just exploded."

"Kathren what just happened!?"

"Sir Delta 3 and 5 are down we are picking up twelve ships of unknown origin.
Sir do we engage?"

"We can't now where outnumbered, fall back towards Charlie and Echo team and
comm them then we will engage."
"Alpha one did you copy?"

"Yes sir"

Kathren turned around for her screen. "Sir Delta team is gone and the twelve
ships are closing in fast."

"Jake send out the fighter drones and instruct the Alpha team to do the same."

"Yes sir" (Jake is the tactical advisor)

A few Sazuras later the 50 Drones engange the twelve ships.

"Jake whats happening?"

"Sir we lost 25 drones 5km before contact and the other drones are falling
fast."

"Damnit! Kathren whats our ETA to Charlie and Echo?"

[Captain Chris sTc]

nice story. I wonder who the unknown ships are? and where genisis got too. can't wait to find out.

[-=Legendary=-]

Thanks for the reply Captain chris.

Chapter 4

1645 Hours

Xenon Sector 347

Remaining Recon units

"Setting up comm link now sir." Replied kathren

"Echo and Charlie this is kane, we have made contact but not with genesis.
We are being pursued by twelve ships of unknown origin. We have sent a
distress signal to 'Cyrene' 'Deadbolt' and 'Prodogy'. Echo take the left
flank Charlie take the right flank we will go in straight into the jaw.
Everyone copy that."

10 copy's and yes's where heard over Storms comm links.

"Jake concentrate our missile fire on the first 3 ships lets see if these
guys have turrets on them.
Kathren whats there speed?"

Kathren didn't even look up from her screen.

"Right now its about 300 mps the ships look like a M3 class sir, very
heavy looking but not at all bulky."

kane looked out as 20 swarms of wasps were sent out to hit each of the
three point gaurd ships. The missiles were no more then 2 km away when
they all spazzed out and flew into random directions. It was as if there
was a bubble gaurding the twelve ships.

"Damnit jake, why arent our missiles hitting them?"

"Sir I dont know they must have some type of magnetic shield surrounding
a range around there ship."

"Distance now 15km to target." Kathren was getting nervous.

Kane surveyed the area once more. They where 75 km away from the west gate
and further from the north gate. They had 16 ships altogether, and missiles
didn't seem to be able to hit these ships.
Then all of a sudden it happened.

All of the twelve ships dropped out at least 8 of what looked like
small rod like ships.

"Jake what is that?"

"What is what sir?"

"Those blips there has to be over 30 of them how do you not see them?!"

"Sir the radar isn't picking anything up are you su-"

Just as he was about to finish a massive explosion was heard to the left
of the formation.

"No damnit! That was all of echo sqaud!"

"Jake they must be using stealth technology on their missiles. Try to
track them down or do something!"

"sir 7 km we are within danger range." Kathren was now frantic.

Kane came over the Sqaud intercome.

"ALL REMAINING SHIPS OPEN FIRE AND WATCH YOUR BACK."

Charlie team broke up and so did Alpha into a gridlock formation. Each
Ship had a partner then made a Boomerang formation around the enemy.

Kane watched as the Ahept fire was about to hit the ships when they
just swirled over and around the incoming fire and burst through the
gridlock formation at astonishing speed.
Three of the ships went over three under and six around all sperate ways.
It was obvious these were skilled dogfighters.

"Storm this is charlie one I have taken sever-"

A firey explosion and the transmission was cut.

[-=Legendary=-]

Got chapters 5 and 6 done...


Chapter 5

Xenon sector 347

1655 hours

And one by one the members of the sqaud started to disapear.
Charlie five and Alpha one and three where now on the run taking
Sheild and hull damage.

"Sir we are 40 km to the gate we will never make it even with
Afterburner on they're just to fast!"

Kane surveryed the ships tearing apart Charlie five then watched him
burn up and explode sending hot metal peices flying in every direction.

"Oh god" He whispered.

"Sir someone is attempting to set up a comm link." Said jake surprised

"PUT THEM ON!"

"Pilot this is kane of Storm Identify yourself, who are you."

The pilot didn't answer

Kane watched as what looked like a Black Mamba Raider with White streaks
on the side flew bye. It was amazingly fast and it didn't seem like
the Afterburner's where on.

"Kathren what is the ships speed?"

"Sir the ship is traveling at 375 MPS."

Kane watched as the Black Mamba circled around the twelve fighters and
opened fire. Immediatly one of the unkown ships side opened up and was
literally ripped apart.
Four of the ships split up behind the Mamba and the others where trying
to get the mamba off there backs.

Kane thought it was mass driver fire but he didn't know that this was the
syndicate Mass Driver Mk2. This Mass driver shot the rounds in the same
fashion but each was charged with a high pressured Hydrogen and nitrogen
fuel cells. Causing each impact to make a 3ft hole into whatever it
penetrated.

"Storm, I have the situation under control here. Report to your superiors
and tell Hazzard to find me i'll be entering the south gate."

"There's another Gate?!?"

"Thats the least of your worries, you should be worrying about the race that
hides behind it."

"Who are you?" asked Kane

"Overdose"

Transmission over.


Chapter 6

New income

On ship Cyrene

1745 hours

Hazzard enters a big room with circular table and many military
type men on various chairs speaking. There's a holographic
on the front of each of the men. A map of some sort.

"Hazzard sit down, my name is General Lee."

They exchanged hands.

"Hazzard, at around 1645 hours we recieved a distress signal from our
recon Team in Xenon sector 347."

"What we're your boys doing over there General?"

"We were looking for Genesis. Why the Argon government cares so much
about a syndicate toy we dont know. What we do know is that downstairs we
have two fighters in heavy trauma and one captain that claims he saw these
Unknown fighters quickly rip apart the recon team."

"Are they sure it wasn't just Xenon, it is still a xenon sector isn't it?"

Someone in the back stood up.

"My name is L.T Newman and, no it is no longer a Xenon sector, at least
for now. These are photographs taken from within the sector 1 day ago."

The holographic images turn off and one big one appears in the middle.
It shows thousands of fighters and over 3 Dozen destroyers and Carriers.

"These are images taken nearly 2 hours ago."

The holographic images turns off then turns back on, now displaying
what seems like a Atomic bomb just did. There are millions of pieces
of debris everywhere. The m1's and m2's look like they where ripped in
half clean and cut before they where ultimatly shred apart.

"None of the other governments have even sent a light skirmish fleet into
that sector. And event he split say that they have not entered although
would be proud of such a feet."

L.T Newman sat down

"So what exactly do you want me to do general?"

"I want you to take a Sqaud of my most highly skilled fighters and find out
who did this, who they are, and where in the hell Genesis got off to."

"You expect me to just do this without any type of reperation for what
happened to me a few years ago, you better come up with something good."

"Yes the syndicate thought you might feel that way. They told me you would
get your life back and do as you please after this mission is over. If at
all you do survive. You and each member of the sqaud get 750 Million
Credits trasnfered straight to each of your accounts you keep the
spoils of war as always."

"Sounds fine except for one thing, im not taking your men. I already
have a few in mind that would be happy to make some money plus hybrids
get everything done better then anything and everyone else."