Here's Ch 52- Part 1 for ya-K&K
DISCLAIMER: OKMisao, it's all yours! First, thank you to Mr. T. for the use of the Angels. Thanks to everyone else who is letting us use their creations. How was that, Yuri? Great! Oh yes it was, Kei! Well, we left you up in the air so let's get to Chapter 52 without further preamble:-
'A Pirate Strikes Her Colors' or 'Mutiny on the Starcrusher?'
Young Lt. Edwards from 'Saruman Tower' on 'Kagura' had recalled a few more things about the 'Angel' and her passengers! John Berringer's pilot (Joey Moto) was reading his message aloud while Berringer raved. "... I recall two Saiyaans with an aoishi-haired bombshell as a companion being amongst the party. There were also several demons, bounty hunters, time lords, fighters, killers, witches, gunmen, knights in armour and a few other tro-cons along as well. The "Angel' and its four shuttles are all fitted with some new type of 'sonic beam cannon' and they also have an 'M13 Terran tank' and a jeep as well. Kei O'Halloran has fitted everyone with weapons, even the kids!" read the pilot.
"E-nough!" interrupted John. "From oro you've read, we'll outnumbered by 15 to one! Our only chance is to find them before they find us! At this time of year they'll be the only bakas on 'Gysymeo'. The only inhabitable places on that world are the ice caverns. But which ones? I vote for the Southern coast where the weather is the least severe. The Northern sector is definitely OUT! Only a total baka idiot would try to land there with those solar ice winds blowing upwards of 600 kilos per hour! And that 200 G gravity well will play hell with a ship too! Wherever she lands, they'll split up, using all four of those shuttles. Kei will leave a skeleton crew aboard the 'Angel' and lead the away team herself." explained John.
"Oro makes you so Kami shimatta, all-fired sure that Kei's the commander? There are two 3WA Unit Sector Chiefs and Donovan's there too!" said Joey Moto. "First, she's senior TC on the team and the 'Angel 2' is her ship, not Yuri's. The chiefs are desk jockeys and have next to no field experience. Since Marlene Angel is an accomplished pilot and navigator, Kei will be free to command the defenses. Ms. Angel learned her skills on Terra fighting the 'Aoishi's' (the 'Blue's'), some sort of monsters while Ms. Sawaguchi (Kome) fought 'Arigamis', another kind of monster on Terra. She's more than likely weapons officer and if she isn't than Kei is! Yes, Ellen? Oro? We're orbiting 'Gysymeo' now? Splendid. Drop out of orbit and plot a course for the Southern coast. Oro's the wind shear speed now? 350 kilos? OK, we'll land at coordinates X27/G36. We'll use the shuttles and surface rovers to search. Load up a few probes. We'll need them. Why? I'll show you when we reach the caverns. Berringer out." His navigator (Ellen Rogers) sighed and hung up her mike.
She turned to Alex Daniels, the co-pilot. "Drop out of orbit and begin your descent. We will land at X27/G36- got it?" Alex nodded and cut the thrusters down to half speed. Then he eased back on the throttle and the huge ship began to drop through the high velocity winds. Soon they were sliding between the falling snowflakes as the prepared to touch down. "Ailerons to flex. Cut thrusters one and two to zero. Lower landing gear. On final approach run. Match air to ground speed. Landing gear down. Taxiing. Hitting air brakes. Engines off. Warp core off. Slowing, slowing. OK, Ellen. We're down and safe." said their co-pilot, finally sitting back and breathing a sigh of relief. The chromo stood at 1630 hours on New Year's Eve AD 2250. Although they were unaware of each other, an entire planet separated the 'Starcrusher' and her flotilla from the 'Angel' and her four shuttles. The other ships in the fleet (there were eleven besides the flagship) landed near 'Starcrusher' and their commanders reported immediately to John Berringer.
"A divil of a world, John! Played crap with me thrusters just getting through those God forsaken tachion beams in one piece!" said his flag lieutenant, an old Terran Irish rebel leader named Sean O'Malley bitterly.(AN- AD 2250 and back on Terra, Britain still clung to two of the original six counties of Northern ireland. The 'Irish Republican Army of Liberation' or the 'IRALI' still fought on!).
"Aye, 'tis that, mon! A God forsooken place and nae mistake!" agreed another, the commander of a ragtag group of space pirates known as the 'Horrible Highlanders'. Angus Doohan was as grim a man as was O'Malley. The alliance between an Irishman and a Scot was uneasy to say the least!
"Oh, cease this prattle and tell us who it be that ye wish exterminated, Lord Berringer!" cried Sho galax, an ex-general of the now obsolete 'Klingon Empire' (the 'Klingon' home world having joined 'Starfleet' over a century ago). The remaining eight ships held a motley collection of murderers and cutthroats including Sontarrans, Romulans, trills, humans, Martians, Silurians, Tractators, Krills, Namekians along with a dozen other species/races.
John laid his cards on the table as he outlined his intended plan of attack. "We will seek the murderers of my brother here in the South first, then East, West and North. If they manage to elude us on this world, they will surely try to return to their home base on 'Shimougou' at either 'Elenore City' or 'Furool (Foo-Lon) City'." he said.
"Do ye mean to say that ye intend to attack the 3WA itself on their own home turf, Laddie?" asked an astounded Angus Doohan. "Round Perdition's flame to the very jaws of Hell itself, I'll pursue that bitch to the ends of the universe and beyond if need be!" roared John Berringer, fire in his grey aizu, crashing both fists on the table to emphasise his point. "Anyone can pull out if he wants to and I'll pay him for his time but he won't get the bonus promised for the main kill! I'll nai (not) lie to you, tomos. All that we've heard leads me to believe that we're outnumbered at least fifteen to one! There's also a rift in the time/space continuum which could engulf us at any time, flinging u through time and space to Kami knows where! But, remember-- we are seeking the bastard who slew my brother---" began John.
"One moment, Captain! Is it not the truth that your brother was killed after he mercilessly attacked the man who (LEGALLY) put him behind bars in the first place? Did max Berringer not kidnap Rosa Poporo, the daughter of this man from whom he sought revenge? Did max not endanger innocents and even KILL huge numbers in his idiotic bid to take down the 3WA? In short, do you now expect us to incur the wrath of not only 'Starfleet Command' and the 3WA but also th wrath of the 'ISSP' and 'United galactica' itself! If we do this, irregardless of whether we get this female or not, we will be hunted forever and there will be no safe haven, not even in the nine levels of Hell itself! Gomen (Sorry), tomo John but count me OUT!" said a tall, statuesque fiery-haired and green-aizued beauty clad in black and red tunic and slacks emblazoned with the skull and crossbones motif. Around her shoulders swirled a night black cloak. She drew her power blaster sabre and pointed it at Berringer. "And anyone who tries to stop us will feel Harlock's sting!" said the pirate queen known as 'Jane ('Queen') Emeraldas'. She faced the group with a cold and icy stare. "Anyone with me or are you all planning to die with Berringer on this fool's errand?" she cried.
"We want no part of this either, John!" said 'Neelix', a short, rotund 'Talaxian' who commanded three star cruisers. "There is no profit in this. We withdraw as well." said 'Rom', leader of the 'Ferengis', a race of profit-ruled/inspired aliens whose main facial feature were ears the size of dinner plates. His trio of freighters would dwindle the fleet to only three ships plus tthe 'Starcrusher'.
Sho galax bellowed in rage. "Cowards! We intend to remain with Lord Berringer until this female and her crew are annihilated!" The huge 'Klingon' was livid! "This colleen must be taught to choose her comrades more judiciously!" agreed O'Malley. "Aye. The wee lassie needs to be shown who's boss!" cried Doohan defiantly.
"Rom! Neelix! My Lady Emeraldas! I accept your decisions to leave my service and I shall, of course, pay you for your time. However, if possible, could you onegai (please) stay with us at least until we finish searching this world? After all, it would be risky at best to attempt to clear this world's gravity well with these solar winds now anyway. Oro is the harm in staying just another week or so?" asked a suddenly desperate John Berringer.
Continued in Ch 52- Part 2