Post by Jess on Aug 22, 2013 5:26:16 GMT 1
The Saint was heading through council space currently en route for Earth. The problem arose that many wouldn't expect. In council protected space a fleet of pirate ships broke through hyper space just sectors away from her and had her on lock while she was preparing her hyperspace route. There was a warning shot that Regina happened to look up and see the shell explode just a meter away from her. She opened her com link across space broadcasting to any around her, "Bog pomoch' vam," she said first before following it up.
"By order of the council and citadel law you will stand down or be put down."
There was no reply, the ships entered the sector through the asteroid field, twelve total, largest one must of been their leader at about 800 meters, all ships had corpses on the outside of their ships strung up like decorations. Most were skeletons from how long they've been outside, there would be several fresh ones from a recent heist. The smaller frigates fired on her ship, the moment she saw their weapons heating up she was already reaching her hands out summoning the power of the data mage to control her ship which instantly increased its speed beyond the shots and maneuvered around.
The Saint charged up its plasma cannon, the weapon was normally an attachment for destroyer class ships which could tear through shields of smaller ships in seconds, the problem with it being attached to a fighter was that she had to summon the power herself and fuel each shot, if she didn't she'd have complete weapons failure and all systems would revert power equally across the board decreasing mobility and systems by half.
The weapon fired ripping into the side of a frigate tearing its shields apart, the swordfish II fighter spun avoiding several turret emplacements as it flew past the ship, typically if she was in atmosphere she'd of engaged the draft break to maneuver around quickly, but she was in space making this a lot more tricky considering the other ships firing on her. She powered down her engine for a split second and reverted the thrust down and engaged full power flipping her ship completely backwards in a matter of a millisecond.
Thankfully she was still on the offensive being a target too small and too fast to hit, several ports opened on the Saint launching guided missiles on the frigate that she had shot, each missile came within several meters before launching clusters of missiles on target shredding the side of the hull as if it was cheese. The frigate continued to move forward however.
"Broadcasting to any Citadel personnel or combat ready ships, this is an emergency, my sector coordinates are -3, 10, 3. Zhè shì yīgè jǐnjí!"
The larger ship began launching what appeared to be fighter drones, yet more targets to shoot at and get in her way. As a guardian she had no choice but to fight in order to keep this area of space toll free and protected for travelers.
"By order of the council and citadel law you will stand down or be put down."
There was no reply, the ships entered the sector through the asteroid field, twelve total, largest one must of been their leader at about 800 meters, all ships had corpses on the outside of their ships strung up like decorations. Most were skeletons from how long they've been outside, there would be several fresh ones from a recent heist. The smaller frigates fired on her ship, the moment she saw their weapons heating up she was already reaching her hands out summoning the power of the data mage to control her ship which instantly increased its speed beyond the shots and maneuvered around.
The Saint charged up its plasma cannon, the weapon was normally an attachment for destroyer class ships which could tear through shields of smaller ships in seconds, the problem with it being attached to a fighter was that she had to summon the power herself and fuel each shot, if she didn't she'd have complete weapons failure and all systems would revert power equally across the board decreasing mobility and systems by half.
The weapon fired ripping into the side of a frigate tearing its shields apart, the swordfish II fighter spun avoiding several turret emplacements as it flew past the ship, typically if she was in atmosphere she'd of engaged the draft break to maneuver around quickly, but she was in space making this a lot more tricky considering the other ships firing on her. She powered down her engine for a split second and reverted the thrust down and engaged full power flipping her ship completely backwards in a matter of a millisecond.
Thankfully she was still on the offensive being a target too small and too fast to hit, several ports opened on the Saint launching guided missiles on the frigate that she had shot, each missile came within several meters before launching clusters of missiles on target shredding the side of the hull as if it was cheese. The frigate continued to move forward however.
"Broadcasting to any Citadel personnel or combat ready ships, this is an emergency, my sector coordinates are -3, 10, 3. Zhè shì yīgè jǐnjí!"
The larger ship began launching what appeared to be fighter drones, yet more targets to shoot at and get in her way. As a guardian she had no choice but to fight in order to keep this area of space toll free and protected for travelers.