What would you do if you had a drone fleet of your own? Would you terrorize people or protect your loved ones? Would you use them to profit somehow?
The doors to the bridge snapped open as Merlin walked through. He whistled in awe at the simplicity and efficiency of the bridge’s layout. It was the first time he had ever been on a bridge like this, and he was absolutely delighted to the core. Valos stood in the middle along a catwalk, while his
The strength of their shots sheared off entire sections of the frigates. One had a third of its hull wrenched completely off, and its structure glowed brightest where it was shorn. Pirate crewmen were thrown into the vacuum of space, where they slowly choked to death. Their bodies ballooned as the
The Admiral led her handful of frigates back towards the base at a nearly breakneck speed. Pirate fighters nipped at their heels and tapped at their armor with cannonfire, but only just scraped against the surface. The panicked crewmembers on them were certainly thankful for the frigate’s thicker a
“Admiral. I got diagnostics still running, but what I got so far - you’re not gonna like it. Every single junction and transformer on the station is dead. Well, not dead dead, but dead enough. All of ‘em got damaged from those surges. Some short-circuited, some blew their fuses. A couple blew apart
“Honestly, my engineering chief is doing what he can. We must put a little trust in him.” “That’s not exactly comforting, given where we’re at right now!” “I might be able to help,” interjected Miko. “I have some training and knowledge.” “What? No, absolutely not. I’m not letting a teenager get a
Valos and Merlin watched the screens around them with absolute joy. The Admiral and her set of toys were so easily defeated, to the point that every Federation pilot ended up running from the fight. “I bet some of your pilots are a bit disappointed,” Merlin mused. “They were probably lookin’ to hav
She immediately scowled at him. “Well, the pleasure’s all yours. Now give me my core back, and leave Tartarus Base this instant!” “You’re not really in much of a position to negotiate, sweetheart.” “Don’t call me that!” “I’ll call you whatever the hell I want. You - all o’ you - are at my mercy.
The torpedoes slammed into the structures, and like before they broke open and spilled their energy everywhere. Electricity spidered outwards, traveled down every conductive surface, and penetrated deep into the asteroid. Their energy shot past the transformers and filled the lines quickly and vio