The Great Pirate War

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…