The Great Pirate War

Ch. 4

“We need to go to the bar to meet the spy, José,” Miguél said when we landed in the slightly busy base, the base had a freighter the size of a destroyer and a group of explorer-looking Sabres, if I would’ve payed attention more, I would’ve noticed the Outcast icon on the freighter and the Hessian icon on the Sabres.

“Alright, lets go,” I say and follow Miguél through the dark hallways of the Freeport. We passed several groups of bounty hunters, but since they’re on a Freeport they can’t attack, stupid, law-abiding chumps. We passed a group of Corsairs heading to the hanger, and a group of traders, most likely Zoners, no regular trader would be this far from the colonies.

“Alright, here we are, Freeport 9 Bar and Tavern,” Miguél said with satisfaction.

“All we need to do is find our spy,” I say and enter the bar, what I expected to find was a place full of Corsairs and bounty hunters, but what I saw was Red Hessians on one side of the bar and the Outcasts on the other.

What the hell is going on? Why are the Hessians and Outcasts doing here? I thought at lightning speed.

Then I done something right out of the Corsair instinct, I shot one of the Outcasts and shot one of the Hessians, with one shot of my laser pistol.

“Corsairs!” both the Hessians and Outcasts screamed. They grabbed their guns, but some were dead before they even got their hand near their holster.

“Outcasts! Hessians! Attack my brothers!” I yell at the top of my lungs. We had our guns in our hands and began shooting under five seconds, another of the Corsair’s instincts. Half the Hessians were dead before the Outcasts even got to pull out their pistols.

“Charge!” the Hessian leader ordered, I shot him in the back of the head.

“General!” one of the Hessians yelled. He grabbed his weapon and shot one of us, Miguél, shot him in the shoulder.

“Miguél!” I yell and run to him, I pick him up and take him out of the bar, I used a med-pack on him and returned to the battle.

“Give up, Corsair slime!” the Outcast leader yelled. I shot him square between the eyes.

“Kill the rest, Corporal, I need to get Miguél back to the ships,” I order.

“Yes, Lieutenant José,” he responds and returns to battle. I pick up Miguél’s slightly crumpled frame.

“José… Thanks for saving my life… You could’ve just let me die… Like any other Corsair would,” Miguél rasped out.

“Miguél, your like my brother, I would never let you die,” I swore to my friend.

“Thanks… Man,” he gasped with agonizing pain. I reached the hanger and set him the med-bay of one of the ships, I activated the medical robot and slumped his friend in on of the medical pods.

“What is the problem, Lieutenant José?” asked the robot in a very emotionless voice.

“Captain Miguél is severely hurt, can you be able to keep him alive until we can get to Crete and take him to the medical center?” I ask the robot, the robot goes over to Miguél and scans him.

“Lieutenant, with our med-bay, I can keep Captain Miguél alive for two days, but yes, he’ll need Crete’s medical center if he’s going to live,” the robot gives the analysis.

“Good, see to it he stays alive,” I say and walk over to Miguél, “I’ll see ya later buddy.”

“Cya…” he rasps. I walk out of the medical ship and head back to the tavern.

“Corporal, how did the fight go?” I ask.

“We lost two men, two were hurt, but not as much as poor Miguél,” the corporal replied.

“The enemy?” I ask as if I’m interrogating him.

“All dead, we sent men to check their ships for valuables,” he answered.

“Good, any sign of our spy?” I ask another question.

“No, but if he’s on the station, the meeting can still take place,” he said.

“Looking for me?” a man appeared out of nowhere.

“You our spy???” I ask, my eyes like twin lasers.

“Yes, and I just need to tell you, the Outcast fleet is currently getting organized, I think they are preparing for war, the Hessians too,” he said. The Hessian’s fleet was no surprise, but the Outcasts fleet intrigued me.

“Outcasts?” I ask with shock.

“Yes, Lieutenant,” he replied.

“The Elders will be interested in this, I will report this to them immediately, I’m going to go check on Miguél,” I say and walk out of the tavern and head back to the hanger, the Corsairs were really seaching those ships, almost looks like they’re stripping the ships apart. I went into the medical ship and walked over to Miguél.

“What you… Find out?” he asked.

“The Outcasts and Hessians are preparing for war, but I’m pretty sure they’re not going only against each other,” I say with a sad and angry tone in my voice.

“Better report… That to the Elders,” he says.

“That’s the plan, man,”

Ch. 5

Crete came into view at 0800 hours, it’s been three days since the battle on Freeport 9. Miguél has fully recovered from his injury, after leaving a Corsair medical frigate, we returned home.

Once on the surface, we went to the Great Elders Chamber, where the Elders are during the day.

“What is it José?” the Lead Elder asked me as I entered the chamber.

“The Outcasts and Red Hessians were on Freeport 9. A fight broke out between us and them two. We believe that the Outcasts are preparing for war,” I informed him, there was a pause as the Elders took this end, the Elders turned to each other and began to whisper. The Lead Elder then turned back to me.

“This sounds very serious, we must build our army to defend our territory, then move out and try to win this war,” he said. I nodded.

“We would personally command the fleet into battle, Lead Elder,” Miguél said then. The Lead Elder stared at him.

“We can try to arrange that, Miguél, as soon as we’ve arranged that, we will contact you,” then he said, “thanks for telling us this very important news, you are dismissed.”

Ch. 6

Commander Viper of the LSF was sitting at his desk, reading a file of complaints about Liberty Rogues when my comm beeped. I turned on my comm, General Smith’s face filled the comm’s screen.

“Yes, General?” I asked my supervisor.

“We have a problem, Viper,” he said simply.

“What, General?” I asked him, more urgently.

“A few LSF agents have just contacted me, the Corsairs and Outcast are going to war, this will lay waste to the Omicron Systems, we must stop them now, you understand, Viper?”

“Yes, sir,” I replied, Viper shut off his comm and returned to work, I knew the Corsairs and the Outcasts would go to war someday, but not in my lifetime, he thought.

“What do you think we should do, José,” Miguél asked. I turned toward him, the cantina of Crete was more smelly than ever.

“I don’t know, we need to be ready for the war ahead of us. We still have much more work to do till then,” I said.

“I hope we know what we’re doing,” Miguél said.

Ch. 7

Martin Gonzalez was a careful Outcast, as General of the biggest Outcast squadren, he had to be careful. He thought about this new war, according to the Liberties, the name of our war was The Great Pirate War. A door opened into his quarters of the stolen Liberty Dreadnought just then. He looked away from the Holo-TV to see the Outcast leader, Miguel Lopez. Lopez’s face was grim with determination, obviously something has happened.

“What’s wrong, Lopez?” he asked concernly.

“General Hernandez has been killed by a Corsair strike force, Gonzalez,” he whispered. My mouth went wide. The great General Hernandez, dead! Martin thought.

“Who killed him?” he asked.

“Your Corsair brother, José,” Lopez replied. My head spun, I thought José was dead! he thought. Martin stood up in front of Lopez. A slight tear came out of his eye.

“You know what to do, Gonzalez?” Lopez asked.

“Yes, sir,” Martin replied quickly, he only wished he didn’t need to do so…

Ch. 8

Miguél and I came out of the Jump Hole at 2200, I checked my radar, no enemy ships in sight.

“Clear,” I called to Miguél.

“Good, let’s continue to the Outcast base,” he replied. The Elders sent our squad of 200 fighters and 8 battleships to clear the Omicron Beta System of Outcasts. We knew it was a suicide mission, but our sheer numbers should help to our advantage. I turned my Titan around just in time to see the rest of our strike force jump in. Even with me being part of the force, just looking at them nearly makes me pee my pants.

“This is the Battleship Fragon, jump complete, all ships are ready to move,” the flagship called in to us. The green nebula floated around slowly around us, very slowly eating away at our sheilds and hull, this battle must be quick or else we won’t make make it out of this nebula system alive.

I hit the throttle, putting my ship into work, charged my cruise engines and headed toward the Outcast base. The green particles moving around the ship, like air to a plane or rocket. Then a massive asteroid came into veiw, the scanners picked up a hundred fighters waiting for us.

“This is General Gonzalez, power down and prepare to be destroyed,” the lead Outcast called through, his voice sounded familer for some reason. A Sabre squadren came up behind us, Miguél looked back too late, he was already being pounded by Starkiller Torpedoes. I turned around and shot a Kodiak Missile Prototype, incenerating the squad.

“Miguél! You all right?!” I called through the intercomm. Static came through then Miguél’s voice came through.

“…Okay, just a few cuts on the surface.” I turned, already, the Outcast have called for a battleship, a stolen Liberty Destroyer came out of the green cloud. The Fragon moved in and started firing, decimating the destroyer as if it was made of toothpicks. I felt my ship shudder as a laser beam hit my hull. Sheilds are out!? I thought.

Miguél came around into my line of site, I then noticed that he has equipped his Advanced Beams. I saw the blue super-beam blast out toward the Sabre attacking me, I aimed my rear turret and shot at the Sabre’s coc-pit, it shattered as the beams hit the back of it. The ship exploded into a big green ball of gas. I checked my sensor again, 20 fighters left. I then saw our bombers begin their attack on the asteroid base. Then the ships have been destroyed. The base was almost destroyed. We have won this first battle.

Ch. 9

General Gonzalez stood aboard the Gargon, the Outcast flagship. He sent a clone of himself to the Omicron Beta System, his clone has not reported back. Perhaps he was attacked. he thought. Miguel Lopez entered the bridge just then, stomping across the metal flooring.

“What is it, Admiral Lopez?” Martin asked his leader.

“We just lost the Omicron Beta System to the Corsairs, they’re getting closer to Malta,” he shouted angrilly, spitting out the words. I pulled my hands back, avoiding the spit that hit the steel floor.

“OK, OK, we’ll get it back,” I responded calmly, When Manhatton is just a big dust ball, he thought.

Ch. 10

Angelo Bruno walked along the fairly lit walkways of Freeport 27, the newest Freeport ever established, built by a Zoner named Colt Honsai, a Kusari-born rebel in his homeland who took refuge with the Zoners on Freeport 7 before it was blown to smithers by the Nomads. He left for Omicron Zeta System (A made up system so don’t post saying Omicron Zeta doesn’t exist plz). The base has only been around for a year, and it was already attracting criminals like flies to a piece of dung.

Now it was nearly abandoned, besides some dedicated Zoners who believed that they can run the Freeport all themselves. The Outcasts, who were coming in from the nearby Jump Hole from the Omicron Beta System was the cause of the criminals. Angelo’s ancestry oringinates from the Hispania Colony Ship, which are now Outcasts and Corsairs. But he was taken to Liberty at birth.

He then looks out the window, he caught his breath and his heart began to pound as if it’s going to burst out of his chest. What he saw nearly gave him a heart attack. First, a Nomad Battleship crowning the Outcasts Icon on it’s side, it looked industrialized, obviously taken over by the Outcasts, second, the ship was preparing to shoot Freeport 27!

He ran, barely able to take off before the beam hit the station, incinerating it as if it was a pencil in molten lava. He started his cruise engines, he checked his sensors, no sign of pursuit. Now he needed a explanation. He grabbed the comm and set the signal to Commander Viper’s office, maybe the 2nd in command of the LSF could help.

Ch. 11

I walked the dark hallways of the Outcasts base in Omicron Beta System, examining the rock walls and metal flooring. There was windows that led to the outside of the asteroid base, I looked out, seeing a Zoner Dromedadary. What the hell is a Zoner doing out here? I thought as it flew fastly away from the asteroid. I picked up a comm.

“Dromeadary, stop, what is your business in Corsair terrirory?” I hailed. First I heard static, then a voice came in.

“Corsair territory? I thought this was Outcasts territory.”

“We just killed the Outcasts, what is your business in this system?” I asked the man.

“I am fleeing the Omicron Zeta System,” he said.

“Why?” I asked curiously.

“The Outcasts have a super-weapon, they just destroyed Freeport 27! Put it in simpler terms, they have a Nomad Battleship!” he said. I felt my mouth drop, A Nomad Battlecruiser? That’s impossible!

“Alright, you may go, but leave quickly,” I said to the man. I turned around and ran. This news needs to be reported…

Ch. 12

Miguél paced around the HQ of the Outcasts Asteroid base, José has just told me something drastic.

“You are saying that the Outcasts have a Nomad Battlecruiser?” he asked José.

“Yeah, the man said it attacked Freeport 27 in the Omicron Zeta System, I believe it is making it’s way here,” José replied. Miguél stared at him, his face was grim, he was telling the truth. Miguél looked out of the glass window, staring at the direction of the Omicron Zeta Jump Hole. He then turned to José.

“We need to prepare our new base for the invasion, go get the fighters ready for launch,” he said to him. José nodded and ran off.

I ran into the hanger, where Captain Lopez waited. When I appeared, he saluted.

“Yes, sir?” the pilot asked.

“We need to take off, we have an oncoming invasion from the Outcasts, I need you and your squadren to fight it off until our reinforcments arrive, OK?” I informed him. He nodded and ran toward his men. I felt a sudden dispair, what if the world as we know it today gets blown away by the Outcasts? I thought. I looked out the hanger blast-sheild, the Nomad Battlecruiser has arrived.

“Launch all fighters!” I yelled into a comm in the HQ. The Nomad Ship has already made it to the base, now it was bombarding the asteroid. The entire station shook, as if a massive earthquake was happening. Miguél was running and shouting at the Corsair men inside the HQ, telling them to raise the Base’s sheild, charging the laser cannons, and call in for reinforcments. None of this made sense to me, I was dazed, confused, this battle felt like it was going to end in defeat for us.

“Incoming Sabres!” One of our Corsair navagators yelled from the far side of the HQ.

“Our sheilds are being pounded, only 55% sheilding left” Another Corsair navagator called. I felt a chill, then something happened, A huge explosion, then things crashing down from the ceiling, a metal beam fell of one of it’s heinges and swung, hitting me square on the head, I fell down, a metal piece of roofing dropped on top of me. I eyesite was blurring, then everything went dark…

Ch. 13

I awoke then, a alarm was bleeping somewhere in the distance, I looked up, I couldn’t see, but my eyes slowly gained focus. There were sparks everywhere! The HQ of the base was decimated, dead Corsairs were everywhere, lying on top of consoles, on the floor and smashed against the window or the wall. It looked like some super-human group came in and dealt with my men personally. I turned my head, Miguél then came into veiw, I tossed the metal roofing off me and ran to him, I checked for a pulse, he had one, he also was breathing. I picked him off the console, which happened to be a sensor, showing the Nomad Ship was still outside.

I began to try to wake him up, I found a sink nearby and filled a bucket up and threw it on his face, he revived then, spitting out water. Then he opened his eyes.

“José?” he gasped.

“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied. I helped him get back on his feet.

“I thought you were dead,” he said as he lifted himself up, “Now, we need to get back home.”

Ch. 14

General Gonzalaz walked into the Gargon’s Bridge, Admiral Lopez was waiting there. When he saw Gonzalaz, he jumped up.

“How did it go?” he asked.

“Perfect, the station was obliterated, there’s no way anyone lived,” he replied. Lopez nodded approvingly.

“Then it’s over, the Corsairs took a huge blow, prepare our fleet to invade Crete, we are invading, tonight.”

Ch. 15

Teen pilot, Joshua Honoa was flying with his friend, Miguel Gonzolaz. It was part of their initiation to learn how to fly like pros, so they spend most of their time in space, flying around safe areas, sometimes venturing out into dangerous areas to test their combat skills. They were turning around, heading back toward Crete when it happened, a jump hole nearby opened up, letting out a massive fleet, and their was four Nomad Battleships! They gasped, then pushed their ships into full power and headed toward Crete.

Ch. 16

It became dark quickly, I looked at my watch, 10:00 A.M., weird, it wasn’t near night. I looked outside my house, there was a purpleish tint to the ground and sky. What the?

I looked outside my window, up at the sky, then I choked on my breakfast. The nomad battleship is here! I screamed in my head. I picked up my portable comm. Miguél picked up instantly.

“What is it, José?” he asked.

“Look at the sky,” I said simply.

“What?” he asked, annoyed.

“Look up!” I yelled.

“Holy!” he yelled, “What is that?!”

“It’s the Outcasts Nomad Battleship!” I yelled, I grabbed my equipment and grabbed my leather jacket, put on my Corsair Ensignia and ran out the door, toward the hanger.

I saw Miguél and some other Corsairs scrambling around the hanger deck, entering their fighters and launching. I looked up, the Nomad battleship was within the atmosphere, heading right towards us. I found my Titan and taking off.

“All fighter wings, check in,” I said into the comm.

“Corsair Gamma, checking in.”

“Corsair Zeta, checking in.”

“Corsair Beta, checking in.”

“Everyone, split and attack, Gamma, head for the engines; Zeta, go for the bridge; Beta, go for the sheild generator,” I ordered. I flipped and began to attack Outcasts Sabres, “me and Alpha wing will take care of the fighters.” I followed a stilitto, firing nomad cannons, it’s sheilds were strong for a stillito, I thought. I then shot a Starkiller Torpedo, blowing the ship up. I did a barrel roll and attacked the hull of the nomad battleship, doing much damage.

Then I felt a creaking noise as a laser hit the rear of my ship. I aimed my rear turret and blasted the Outcasts’s coc-pit window out. It exploded in brilliant white light.

Ch. 17

“Continue the attack, bombard the Elders Conference Center, over there,” General Gonzalez ordered from the Outcasts Battleship in orbit of Crete, the vessel was equipped with amazing space to ground cameras, capable of searching for targets. Then I turned the camera, I saw a titan racing up at the battleship. Uh Oh, Gonzalez thought. Then a voice came into the comm.

“Hello, Gonzalez,” the voice said, I recognize that voice!

“José!” he said.

“Time to die, Gonzalez,” José said coldly. Then a torpedo was launched, heading right at the bridge, killing everyone inside.

I turned around, Now that Gonzalez is out of the way, time to blow the Nomad ship to smithers. I flew down, shooting Nomad Torpedos, the most dangerous torpedos of all. The engine part blew off, falling into a small ocean. Then shot the bridge, probally killing everyone on board. The ship fell, the ground then rushed up to greet the ship. It exploded in a great ball of gas, which later dissapeared. Whew… I then landed, where a crowd of Corsairs waited. The war was almost over.

“José, Malta has fallen, we have won against them, the Hessians are dead. We have won the war!” Miguél said as I climbed out of the cocpit.

“What!? Really?!” I yelled.

“Yep.” he said back, excitedly. The war is over… Peace can return. Oh Yeah!!! I thought. We then walked off, leaving behind the burning remains of the Nomad Capital Ship…

The Great Pirate War 2:

Prologue:

“Where am I?” the man asked as he began to stand up.

“Where do you think?” I said to the man, his uniform seemed older, like the ones the men from the Hispania Colony Ship used to wear.

“I don’t know, I remember being on a ship, then I was here,” the man said.

“What year is it?” I asked him.

“2678 A.D.” he said…

Ch. 1

I walked out of my apartment in the Redlight District of Crete, I stare south, where the fallen Outcast Nomad Ship lays like a tomb. Closer you get to the wreck, the feeling of death grows. I knew that no one will ever set foot within the battleship, it’s a permenant reminder of The Great Pirate War. The war that lasted a year.

“Hey, Jose,” I saw Miguel coming down the sidewalk, obviously going to his house, since he goes to the CHQ (Corsair Headquarters), where the tracking of the Outcasts takes place. Massive amounts of Nomad Battleships have been radared in the Omicron Zeta System. But they never left there.

“Hey, Miguel, where you going?” I asked him.

“The tavern, been a hard day, watching those Outcast Battleships in Zeta,” he said with a sigh. I understood what he meant, my squad was sent to Zeta, to spy on the Outcasts ship to ship. But it was hard not to be spotted, we had to stay withen the sensor shorting nebula nearby. A surprising Kusari-based nebula, unlike the normal Edge Nebula, the nebula was good for us since the Edge Nebula would’ve eaten our ships away.

“Can I come man? I haven’t had a Sindwinder Fang since before the war,” I asked while I complained. He nodded, and began to walk, I followed shortly behind. It was different after the war, most of the time, we don’t have to worry about the Outcasts, but we always keep a eye on them since they attacked us at the end of the war. We walked down the redlighted streets of Glenios Avenue, the home of many pubs, taverns, and bars; often called the Beer Hood.

“Have any of the Outcasts left Zeta?” I asked Miguel as we walked up to Miguel’s favorite tavern.

“They haven’t dared to leave yet, but we built a star base near the Jumphole, also we posted Titans to watch the hole with turret platforms nearby,” he said as we walked toward Miguel’s house. Things seem different after the war… Why arn’t the Outcasts attacking? I wondered. But yet, I still didn’t know the answer. Are they making a army? I thought. It seemed like it, since the little guys seemed to stay in Zeta, maybe massing a army. Might as well check for myself. I thought.

“Miguel, I’m going to spy on them, see what they’re up to, but I’ll need a squadren,” I said finally.

“I know some guys, really first-grade material, they’re at the HQ, let’s go,” he said as we turned and ran toward the headquarters.

Ch. 2

We walked up into the HQ, and into the private hanger, where the guys Miguel suggested waited for us. We walked up to them, they saw us, and stood up. “Hey Miguel,” one of them said.

“Hey guys, this is General Jose,” Miguel replied to the man, then to me, “That guy is Knife,” he pointed at the guy who talked, “he’s A12,” he pointed to a man, “and that’s HunterKiller, they’re codenames. Knife is the combat specialist, A12 is the hacker, and HunterKiller is a professional tracker, like a bounty hunter, except for criminals, he’s also good with heavy weaponry,” They looked at me, as if examining me with a x-ray machine.

“Guys, Jose is the legend from The Great Pirate War, he’s the one that destroyed that Nomad ship outside in the fields,” Miguel continued.

“Welcome to the team, Jose,” Knife said politely, “always good to meet a legend,” looming behind the team was Titans, fully equipped with the best weapons available in Sirius.

“Ready to go?” I asked the team.

“Yeah,” they all replied, they ran to a Titan and lifted off, I ran toward my Titan, at the other end of the hanger. Now it’s time to see what those Outcasts are up to.

Ch. 3

We came out of the secret Jump gate at 0200 hours, inside the sensor-shorting nebula. We charged our cruise engines and headed for the edge, just inside the nebula, so we don’t show up on radar.

“OK, everyone, take up visual scanning, just in case they have fighter in the nebula,” I ordered over the comm.

“Yes, sir,” Knife replied. We were then in the edge, I looked out at a star base, a shipyard, a few weapons platforms, and several fighters and of course, the Nomad Warships. No wonder they’re not moving that much, they’re building they’re army. I thought. Then something happened. The fighters and the Nomad Warships then began to rocket toward us.

“What the hell?” A12 gasped as the Sabres flew into the nebula.

“Battle Positions!” I yelled into the comm and jerked my Titan to the right, missing a Sabre’s approach my mere inches. I cut my engine and turned around, then turned the engine on again. I rocketed toward the Sabre, firing Sunslayer Torpedoes, which upon impact, blew the Sabre apart. I turned, just in time to hear the “Missile Incoming.” voice from my ship’s Neural Net. I evade the missile as if it was as slow as a turtle. I turn around and fire Nomad Cannons at it, which made it explode into a ball of gas.

“There’s too many!” I hear HunterKiller scream, “We need to retreat!”

“Retreat through the Jump gate!” I yell. I turned the ship and rocketed toward the Jump gate. We went through it together, to reduce the time to escape. We came out in Omicron Theta. How did they detect us? I wish I’ll soon find out…