ALTERNATE TALES OF THE STAR FORCE

STAR BLAZERS---ENDGAME

Being the ninth part of THE NEW COMET--- BY: Frederick P. Kopetz


Advisory: Contains Mature Content…you have been warned, etc.

This Act is being completed with the Cooperation and Assistance of Derek A.C. Wakefield (as usual)---Freddo


ACT SEVEN: SEVERAL BLACK, TERRIBLE HOURS FOR EARTH….


 

I. THE RESOLVE OF EARTH…

 

Planet Earth

 

The Tokyo Megalopolis

 

Earth Defense Headquarters

 

Saturday, August 29, 2207

 

1900 Hours (Local Time)

 


 

Commanding General Hiram Charles Singleton sat reflecting at his post in Earth Defense Headquarters.

 

“Stone, the Earth Defense Council voted down that motion to surrender; they voted that we were to continue fighting. Even though the enemy’s assault upon Triton was something of a deviation from their attack plan, we still have our defense lines set up. Fifth Fleet is holding a line at Saturn-Titan; Third Fleet is holding a line at Mars, and First and Second Fleets are deployed here, near the Earth itself,” said the Commander as he pulled up a computer graphic at his desk.

 

“Where is Task Force 2.0?” snapped Stone. “I’d love to know what that Wildstar is up to!”

 

“Here, at 6,000 lightyears’ distance, pursuing the Comet City into the Solar System,” said Singleton. “Wildstar, in his latest report, estimates that the New Comet City might be here, at about 5500 lightyears’ distance,” said the Commander. “This group over here at seven thousand lightyears’ distance is the Gamilon Fleet; Wildstar anticipates a rendezvous with the Gamilons in five days, on September the 3rd. Since the Comet Empire City is expected to warp into the Solar System the next day; it is expected they will be right on point to stop them then. Stone, in the meantime, the Defense Fleets will have to hold the lines for us for the next five days and destroy those Cometine fleets that have been ravaging Earth and our bases. Admiral Yamanami has to come through for us. Make sure he is aware of that!”

 

“Yessir, but, sir, I still think we should pull the Star Force in now. Them and all of Task Force 2.0”

 

“And lose our knowledge of where the Eritz Gatlantis Fortress is? You remember what they did to New York. You remember what they did to Melezart. Imagine if they turned the weapons of that City upon Earth itself….even with their Comet Field destroyed?”

 

“Well, at least a million women and children have been evacuated to the colonies,” sighed Stone. “Where would they go if we lose Earth?”

 

“Iscandar,” sighed Singleton. “But we cannot give up now, Stone. Our Fleets are stronger and more powerful than they were in 2201. Our technology has gotten far stronger in six years. Besides, Duchess Caella has reported to us that their leadership in the City of House Gatlantis is not what it was. We don’t even know if the Fortress will make it to Earth without there being some sort of revolution in their ranks.”

 

“That is the problem,” Stone said. “Princess Invidia seems to be so unstable that we have no idea what she will do. She is just as dangerous as Ekogaru the Great was five years ago. Maybe even worse. And what became of Ekogaru the Great, anyhow?”

 

“Wildstar reported to us that he seems to have vanished. He has not been heard from for days, since he was last seen on the Argo.”

 

“I pray you are right, Singleton. I pray he has gone to ground somewhere,” sighed Stone.

 


 

II. DANA’S SUDDEN MEETING WITH DESTINY

 

Planet Earth

 

San Diego Megalopolis

 

Near The Rio Amarillo Apartments

 

Sunday, August 30, 2207

 

1313 Hours (Local Time)

 


 

The biggest and saddest irony about this day, Dana Hall would think when it was all over, was that she had decided to stop flirting with Death and to live on.

 

Dana was barefoot, in her red and white bikini, working quietly in her garden with a spade when the sirens blew in the distance.

 

Probably just another drill, she thought with a small smile coming to her face as she dug her toes in the warm dirt and knelt cheerfully in the grass. Nothing’s going to happen.

 

“I think,” she said out loud. “I think I might start Medical School again when all of this war stuff is over with. Although I just figured out I’ll sell the other place Alan left me, and I’ll move back in with Mother in Philadelphia. I should get in easily at Penn. Then, I can bury myself in school, do some thinking, maybe date again in a year or two…”

 

She dug at a tomato plant, thinking the sounds of the jets overhead were just EDF planes as she said, “Might as well make this place begin to look nice for the new owners. I’ve put away the revolver for good. I…”

 

She heard something rushing overhead and heard a quick ripping noise, and just barely comprehended something hitting the grass.

 

What?” was her very last conscious word on this Earth. She yelped as something hot hit her bare stomach.

 

Blood? Dana thought as she sat up, wiggled her toes, and felt her stomach. There was a good-sized scratch on her abdomen, slightly hot, that was bleeding profusely.

 

She looked up, and saw a great deal of green light roaring in.

 

Something punched her hard in the neck, and she vaguely felt a lot of blood spraying down her side with a sharp burst of pain as a Cometine laser beam from the Scorpion that was strafing her backyard ripped her carotid artery wide open.

 

The world suddenly felt woozy and dreamily distant to Dana as she felt herself falling into the grass. Her pathetically bared abdomen presented a beautiful target for the Cometine gunner in the Scorpion as he pumped laser energy right into Dana’s body.

 

Dana had already been mortally wounded, and she felt a dull, quick, strange burst of pain before her consciousness flew down a long tunnel and her torso above her hips hit the grass in a huge gout of blood.

 

Her hips and legs, just barely clad in the remains of her bikini bottom, hit the ground in a different direction just a short distance away.

 

Dana’s spirit vaguely heard screams and cries in the distance as the Scorpion roared overhead, strafing the nearby playground before it roared up over the ocean to a new heading on its journey of creating destruction.

 

Dana stood up, slapping what felt like grass off her body as she looked around and said, “Well, well, well. I must have been knocked out for a moment. I…”

 

Then, she looked down at the new form she was in. “Okay…why am I gleaming slightly? This is weird.”

 

Dana felt a tap on her shoulder a minute later. She turned on her toes in the grass and was shocked to see her husband Alan standing there in his EDF blues!

 

“Okay, what are you doing here?” she said. “Aren’t you dead?”

 

“We’re finally together,” he said as his spirit hugged hers.

 

“Together?” said Dana.

 

“Look over there,” said Alan.

 

Dana looked down and suddenly realized why she was glowing. She was still in her bikini, but was not in her corporeal body any longer.

 

Her body lay like a broken doll in two halves in the grass, with her eyes still open and the spade still in her hand. She looked down and said, “Alan, is…is that my liver hanging out of me? Next to…uh…my intestines over there?”

 

“That’s not you anymore,” Alan said softly. “You’re dead.”

 

Dana’s spirit walked over and she vaguely kicked at the toes of her corpse with her spirit toes. She felt her spirit sort of go through them, but nothing happened.

 

“Okay, who’s going to bury me?” Dana said with a grin. “Boy! I left an awful mess all over the place. Lying there with my eyes open and all that!”

 

Lynn will find you later and call the police. The mess will probably be cremated in the next day or two. You would have left a bigger mess if you had shot yourself. You wouldn’t have had a head.”

 

“What got me?” said Dana. “Since I’m dead, it would be kind of nice to know how I died!”

 

“A Scorpion boat on a strafing run. The Comet Empire has begun attacking Earth in earnest. The war’s going to end in the next few days,” Alan said. “Anyway, I was sent here to come and get you. We have places to go; people to meet.”

 

Dana looked up and saw a great Light. “Is that…?”

 

“That’s where we’re going,” said Alan. He took her hand and said, “We’ll always be together now. I’ve been waiting for you. They told me you’d be coming to be with me soon when I died in my plane. Let’s go…”

 

Dana’s ghost hugged Alan’s and they ran for the Light, followed by the laughing spirits of several children who had just died when the Scorpion strafed the playground and killed about eight children. After a moment, as they ran, Earth and the war faded away, becoming distant memories in a hurry as they passed into eternal life and peace and a greater Destiny awaited them as they left this life, not to return to Earth until a day in the future when all would be made Well again.

 

In the meantime, as a small fire burned in the grass and then guttered out, a few flies lighted on Dana’s bloody remains. A worm or two came up from the garden where she had been working, and it joined with the flies as they slowly began the job of returning Dana Hall’s dead physical body to the Earth and to the cycle of life as a few birds began to sing again on this lazy late summer’s day. 

 


 

III. THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

 

Planet Earth

 

The Tokyo Megalopolis

 

September 3, 2207

 

0700 Hours: Earthtime

 


 

On Earth, three very tense days passed with nothing at all heard from the enemy since the bombing raids of the thirtieth. Thus, the month of August 2207 passed into September 2207 in a deceptive, false peace that seemed like nothing more than the quiet one experiences in a hurricane when the eye of the storm passes overhead.

 

No one had any idea what the Comet Empire was planning next.

 

Or even where they were.

 

The Argo had lost them at about three thousand lightyears away from Earth, but the Commander was sure that Wildstar would pick them up again as his orderly saluted him as he got out of his aircar in a parking dock that a travel tubeway took one to inside Earth Defense Headquarters.

 

Soon, Singleton got up into the Operations Room, where General Stone was waiting.

 

“Sir,” Stone said. “Two more small passenger vessels evacuating sick people to Alpha Centauri were attacked in the night near Mars. They were the Rand Ecleptic and the Donovan Runyan. All hands lost along with their escorts. Maybe two thousand people dead from both ships.”

 

“Who was behind the attacks?” said Singleton.

 

“The Cometines attacked the Rand Ecleptic with fighters, while the Donovan Runyan was brought down by R’Khell submarine torpedoes. We have plotted maybe two hundred R’Khell ships in the Solar System. First Fleet is tracking a large enemy fleet near Area One just past the Moon.”

 

“They’re…that close?” said Singleton. Even he was shocked by this piece of intelligence.

 

“Except for a few carriers, none of them have passed the Moon Orbit yet. They seem to be waiting for some signal, sir. Admiral Yamanami is hoping for an opening so he can attack them by surprise, sir.”

 

“I see,” said Singleton. “If they’re being tracked, we’ll tell Admiral Yamanami that he has to prepare to launch planes. We should take the initiative and attack them first.”

 

“Yessir,” said Stone.

 


 

IV. THE STORM BREAKS

 

Space: Near the Moon

 

The Bridge of the EDF Combined Fleet Flagship Pennsylvania

 

September 3, 2207

 

0812 Hours: Earthtime

 


 

“Attack the enemy fleet now?” said Yamanami aboard the Pennsylvania.


“Yes, Admiral,” said Singleton. “You have four spacecraft carriers there, as well as the planes deployed aboard your space battleships. Take the initiative and attack their spacecraft carriers at once. We have to stop these bombing raids upon Earth and you have to eliminate the threat to your fleet from their deck planes.”

 

“Of course, sir,” said Yamanami. “We’ll take action to begin an attack at once.”

 

Then, Yamanami turned to his Executive Officer, the Pennsylvania’s Captain, Jameson Kidd. “Captain, have the men ready our main guns, missiles, and attack planes. The time has come. We’re going in after the enemy now, while they are organizing to strike us. We’ll execute Delta-six! Bring all forces to combat stations!”

 

“Of course, sir,” replied Captain Kidd. “I will give the order to open all guns…ready to go into combat! I will then relay your orders to the entire Fleet.”

 

 

“Good work,” said Yamanami with a rough nod.

 

Kidd turned and snapped, “All ships! Ready to attack! Use Attack Plan Delta-six! Target! Cometine carrier fleet!”

 


 

Not far away, on the bridge of the Cometine Magna-Flame Gun equipped space battleship Krineda, Admiral Shandara of the Comet Empire laughed under his red combat lights and said, “So? Yamanami is going after our carriers, first?”

 

“It would appear so, sir,” said one of Shandara’s officers. “Should we warn Admiral Veda that enemy forces are about to jump him?”

 

“Leave him,” laughed Shandara. “He knows what to do. He can sink or swim by himself.“

 

“Yessir,” replied one of Shandara’s officers.

 

A short while later, after Yamanami gave his order to attack, fighter and torpedo planes were roaring off the decks of the EDF spacecraft carriers Bennington, Reprisal, Hyuga, and Victorious. A few minutes later, Yamanami’s space battleships, namely, his own flagship Pennsylvania, along with the Jean Bart, Hiei, Colorado, Inflexible, Vanguard, Kongo, and the Second Fleet flagship, the Andromeda-class space battleship Aquarius, were all launching their own attack planes.

 

Their targets were the Cometine and R’Khell spacecraft carriers that seemed to be forming the vanguard of the enemy fleet that was advancing quickly upon Earth.

 

Within ten minutes of the launch order, the first contact was made when torpedo planes from the Bennington found the Cometine spacecraft carrier Shalvada and jumped upon her like a wolfpack. Soon, the Shalvada was smoking heavily in several places.

 

At the same time, a Cometine space battleship squadron came within gunnery range of the space battleship Vanguard, which promptly fought back with all of her guns blazing. Several of the Vanguard’s escorts were destroyed, but the Vanguard herself fought on hard, destroying two Cometine space battleships in a few minutes.

 

Four other Cometine spacecraft carriers, including the heavy carrier Jincrada, were soon launching planes. They were concentrating viciously upon the Aquarius, which fought back hard under the command of her CO, Commodore Robert Weyland.

 

Weyland, a middle-aged man with white hair, eagerly gave the order to fire upon the approaching Cometine planes. His officers responded in deadly fashion a moment later.

The Aquarius, accompanied by the Vanguard, Kongo, Hyuga, and Colorado, was soon firing a deadly barrage at the approaching Cometine Scorpions.

 

Many Cometine pilots died right there, caught in the 16 inch main guns of the smaller space battleships and the new 18” main guns of the Aquarius. Earth’s three surviving Andromeda-class space battleships, the Aquarius, the new Andromeda herself, and the Sagittarius, had recently been refitted with the same type of main guns carried on the Argo, Pennsylvania, and Arizona.

 

Some of the Scorpion pilots avoided the onslaught and managed to get past them to the Aquarius’ destroyer screen, where they successfully launched missiles at several of the EDF space destroyers and space frigates accompanying Second Fleet.

 

Many of those destroyers fell right there.

 

But, others fought on, fighting hard, and not giving in to the onslaught of the enemy space boats.

 

Earth was not about to give up yet.

 

The EDF troops had plenty of fighting spirit, and the recent bombing attacks on Earth had increased their morale as they wanted to pay back the enemy forces for their attacks upon their homes and families.

 


 

A typical scene in the battle was taking place not far from the Moon, within sight of the EDF Moon Base, which had also sent ground-based planes in to help the First and Second Fleets fight the enemy off.

 

This scene involved a battle between some EDF escorts and some Cometine planes and destroyers.

 

One of the Earth destroyers, a destroyer from Second Fleet known as the Birmingham, took a missile hit near her amidships region but remained relatively intact and in action.

 

On the Birmingham, her youngish Captain, Lieutenant Commander Thomas Williams, stood up and barked, “Now what was that?”

 

“A missile hit from a Scorpion, sir! We keep on firing and they keep on coming!” said Williams’ Combat Group Leader and XO, a young man known as Lieutenant Commander Kyle Barkman.

 

“So?” said Williams. “We’ll keep on firing, too! Get those guns aimed or I’ll dock you two days’ pay, Barkman!”

 

“That’s assuming we survive this, sir,” said Barkman.

 

“Stop talking like that,” laughed Williams. “I’ve got a wife and two kids to get home to in the Megalopolis! Of course we’ll get through this!”

 

“Yessir,” said Barkman as he prepared to aim the Birmingham’s main guns. 

 

I’ve got a lot to live for, thought Williams as he smiled grimly while his vessel manuevered and fired her main guns.

 

When he saw a Cometine destroyer nearby blowing apart from his attack, he smiled grimly and said, “Good. We’re earning our pay for the day. I wish I could tell some of my old friends from Boulder, Colorado about this. But if I know two of them, they may have problems of their own right about now…”

 

“Which friends are you talking about?” asked Barkman.

 

“Two kids I know from my old Parochial and High School classes. We used to call them “Toad” and “Twinkle”.

 

“Those were funny names,” said Barkman. “Who was Toad?”

 

“This kid we knew…his name was Marrable. Last I heard, he was serving with the Star Force, would you believe it? I wonder what he’s up to now?

“Maybe he’s in combat like us, sir,” said Barkman.

 

“You could be right,” said Williams.

 


 

V. ACTION CONTINUES…

 

Deep Space: Near Arcturus

 

43.9 Lightyears Away from Earth

 

Near Task Force 2.0 Flagship Space Battleship Argo

 

September 3, 2207

 

0852 Hours: Earthtime

 


What a friggin’ spot! Brew thought as he was in combat with a Scorpion boat that had been launched from a Cometine spacecraft carrier that was part of a small squadron that had been launched from the Eritz Gatlantis right as they had been about to engage her near Arcturus at the very edge of the star system.

 

To everyone’s shock and surprise on the Argo and the Arizona, Invidia had just burst into Earth’s territorial space at Arcturus earlier that morning. A report from the nearby Gamilon Fleet had given them a hint of where to look; maybe a hundred lightyears away from here.

 

Nova had confirmed the spot with the Argo’s Time Radar, and Aliscea had called in from the Arizona and had said that they had spotted Ekogaru’s presence.

 

The Argo and her Task Force leaped into action at once, finding Invidia’s city-fortress, and getting within sight of it and actually firing some missiles at her. However, she had warped, but Nova and Eager had traced her right to Arcturus.

 

At Arcturus, Task Force 2.0 had begun firing at once, but Gorse had launched a smallish carrier squadron, which pinned down the Task Force just long enough to allow the Eritz Gatlantis to make yet another maddening escape.

 

On the Argo’s bridge, Commodore Wildstar was getting more frustrated by the hour as he thought, We were in range…we were beginning to attack that thing…yes…to actually attack that thing, when they got away from us again! Where the hell are they now? Earth? I suggested trying to get that Fortress before it ever got into the Solar System, but all we’re doing is chasing them and not catching them! Does Ekogaru know what we’re doing in advance?

 

Derek!” cried Nova from her post. “I’ve just spotted a squadron of four heavy Cometine battleships coming up our stern! Range, nine megameters, speed, twenty space knots! I think they are getting into position to use their shock cannon against…”

 

Then, a moment later, the enemy ships fired at the Task Force.

 

The enemy fire roared right in towards the Wasp. To everyone’s shock, the EDF spacecraft carrier was caught right in one of the deadly vortex beams with her forward parts badly crippled.

 

Then, several Scorpions blasted in and fired missiles right into her aft flight deck above the engines.

 

She blew apart a moment later; never having had a chance.

 

Another barrage roared in, destroying the EDF destroyers Osaka and Liverpool, followed by the EDF fleet cruiser Ontario.

 

One of the deadly beams just missed the Argo as she turned about, got into position, and fired a broadside right at the enemy space battleships.

 

Four Cometine space battleships were blown to bits as the Argo, Arizona, and Princess Astra fired their guns, followed by barrages from the Nagato and the North Carolina.

 

Fifteen more minutes passed as the Task Force exchanged fire with the shrinking enemy force, which finally turned tail and ran, warping away in a very disorganized fashion.

 

At his post, Wildstar took a deep breath as he snapped, “Domon, call the Tigers and the Trojans back in. We’re done here for now…”

 

“Yessir,” said Domon.

 

 

From his post, Homer called out, “Captain, we’re getting a communication from Desslok.”

 

“Put him up on the main screen,” said Wildstar with a disgusted sigh.

 

“We have to tell him more bad news?” Nova said.

 

“Yeah,” said Derek as he walked past her post. Nova gave her husband a symapthetic pat on his hand while he looked at her sitting there, very uncomfortable-looking in her space boots and slacks.

 

“You don’t look good,” said Derek. “Want to be relieved after Sasha gets back on board?”

 

“No, I can do it,” Nova sighed. “Looks like I’ll have to go down to the Second Bridge to start scanning for the Eritz Gatlantis again, huh?”

 

Derek nodded. “We need to know where they went.”

 

“I know,” said Nova in the most tired-sounding tone Derek had ever heard her speaking in on the Bridge.

 

A moment later, Homer said, “Desslok is up on the main screen.”

 

Derek looked up and saluted as Desslok appeared. “They got away again?” Desslok sighed.

 

Wildstar just nodded once in defeat. “Does Astrena know where they went?”

 

Desslok shook his own head. “No. She was defending my flagship from Ekogaru. She says he was trying to come aboard to destroy her and kill me. We are not in a good situation, my friend.”

 

“Don’t you think I know that?” Derek responded. “So what do we do?”

 

“Continue our plan,” said Desslok with a confident wave as he smiled grimly. “They have to stop to do battle sometime. Invidia cannot be that much of a coward. I’m sending part of my Fleet about twenty lightyears ahead to start scouting for them. When I find them, I will let you know where they are.”

 

“Likewise,” said Derek as he nodded. “Good hunting, Desslok.”

“The same to you, Wildstar,” said Desslok as he faded out.

 


 

In the meantime, near the Moon, the Earth Fleet finally had Admiral Veda’s carrier fleet caught in a trap.

 

Many carriers were burning thanks to the attacks from many, many EDF planes.

 

Yamanami and Weyland had recalled all of the planes. For a moment, on his flagship, even Admiral Shandara sat in shock, wondering what the Earth forces would do next.

 

Then, Yanamami ordered, “All ships, form battle line and stop all engines! Prepare to fire wave motion guns! Our target will be the enemy Cometine and R’Khell spacecraft carrier and advance battle fleets near the Moon!”

 

“Aye,” said Weyland from the bridge of the Aquarius a moment later. “All Second Fleet Forces, stop all engines and prepare to fire Wave Motion Guns!”

 

The EDF space battleships, carriers, and cruisers were soon taking formation as their Wave Motion Guns began to charge.

 

“Energy level, all ships, at ninety-five percent!” said Captain Kidd on the bridge of the Pennsylvania. “One minute to firing, Admiral!”

 

“Hold formation, all ships!” barked Yamanami. “Ready to fire on my mark!”

 

“Ships responding with status,” said Kidd a moment later. “First Squadron of First Fleet, Ready! Second Squadron, Ready! First Squadron of Second Fleet, Ready! Second Squadron Fleet Two, Ready! Space Battleship Aquarius signals Ready, sir!”

 

“Thirty seconds to firing!” said Yamanami. “Ready anti-shock and anti-flash defenses!”

 

Admiral Yamanami pulled down his goggles on the Pennsylvania as his mighty space battleship sat ready to fire her Wave Motion Gun for the first time in anger in this battle.

 

We have to win this, he thought. All of Earth is depending upon us to win! We have to win! We have no choice!

 

“Energy level at one hundred percent, sir!” barked Kidd from his post, looking very military in his blue and gold peacoat. “The Fleet stands ready, sir!”

 

“FIRE!” barked Yamanami.

 

The Pennsylvania fired first, followed by all of the other ships of the First and Second EDF Fleets. The space battleships Aquarius, Jean Bart, Hiei, Colorado, Inflexible, Vanguard, and Kongo, the spacecraft carriers Bennington, Reprisal, Hyuga, and Victorious, and the forty remaining Fleet and Patrol Cruisers of the First and Second Fleets all fired their wave motion guns at once.

 

Fifty-two wave motion gun beams boiled and combined into one as it roared into the midst of Admiral Veda’s carrier and battleship fleet.

 

Cometine and R’Khell warshps boiled and bubbled like melting plastic models in some destructive little boy’s backyard as the tacyhonic energy holocaust boiled up over them and blew them apart, ship by ship by ship.

 

Admiral Veda screamed as his flagship dissolved around him, cursing Admiral Shandara, not realizing that he was merely bait as Admiral Shandara’s fleet warped out one by one by one as the main fleet vanished before the tachyon holocaust from Yamanami’s fleet swallowed him up.

 

He had his own plan in mind. It was sick, warped, and deadly.

 

And he planned to strike right while the Earth First and Second Fleets were without power for about a minute after firing their wave motion guns.

 


 

On the Krineda, Admiral Shandara smiled as he heard one of his officers saying, “Warp completed! Location, three megameters behind the Earth Fleet!”

 

“Ready Magna-Flame Gun,” laughed Shandara. “Target, Earth Fleet!”

 

“Making all preparations at emergency speed,” said one of Shandara’s officers.

 

“All systems checked, ready for firing!” barked another officer on the Krineda.

 

“Ready to fire on your mark, sir!” said another officer.

 

Shandara grinned and said, “FIRE…”

 

The Krineda fired a moment later.

 

As it was suppposed to, the Magna-Flame cannon fired, and the warp field warped it out….

 

Warping it, right on target….

 

…right into the EDF space battleship Hiei as the Earth fleet was attacked treacherously from behind while the ships were recharging their engines from their latest firing of their wave motion guns!

 

The EDF space battleship Hiei promptly exploded, almost taking the Aquarius right with it as Commodore Weyland’s mouth fell open in shock aboard the Aquarius, his Second Fleet flagship…a twin of the fabled Andromeda that looked as if she would soon be sharing the original space battleship’s horrible fate.

 

“They’re attacking from behind! Bastards!” he yelled as his ship just barely dodged another energy burst that blew apart the Colorado and the EDF spacecraft carrier Victorious. Then, the space patrol cruiser Snake River blew apart, followed by the spacecraft carrier Hyuga.

 

As a beam just barely missed the Pennsylvania herself, the Earth Fleet turned about, only to be greeted by shot after shot from a battle line of Cometine space battleships that fired their shock cannons right into the middle of the Earth Fleet as the space battleship Jean Bart was caught in the vortex of a shock cannon beam and crushed, followed by the Fleet Cruisers Braunschweig and Alaska.

 

The Fleet Cruiser Hawaii just avoided sharing her sister ship’s fate as she turned about hard under the guidance of her Captain, a young woman known as Commander Linda Manella, as she reported back to the Pennsylvania. “Admiral! The enemy fleet is eleven megameters aft of us at RPX-212! She’s coming up fast! I’m forming up the destroyers Birmingham, Allensburg, Pittsburgh, Manchester, Munich, and Yokohama on my stern to attack the destroyers screening one of those enemy battlewagons. Going in now!”

 

The Hawaii’s little squadron roared in, attacking several Cometine destroyers as the rest of the Earth Fleet tried to turn about to face their new foes.

 

But, as another space battleship blew apart, Admiral Yamanami knew that this battle might be very difficult to win….

 


 

VI. CAUGHT IN A TRAP

 

The Vicinity of Planet Earth

 

Space Battleship Pennsylvania

 

September 3, 2207

 

1005 Hours: Earthtime

 


“How many of them are there?” demanded Admiral Yamanami on the Pennsylvania’s First Bridge.

Not far away, a Magna-Flame gun hit took out another two cruisers. The Pennsylvania herself was almost blown apart, having just evaded the enemy attack by a relative hair.

“It’s not good, sir,” said Captain Kidd from his post as he looked back at Yamanami on the Pennsylvania’s bridge. “They’re all around us. They caught us right after we fired those wave guns and destroyed that carrier force. It looks like those carriers were just bait. They knew right how and where to hit us!”

“Radar count: Three hundred enemy space warships of all classes and types!” cried the Pennsylvania’s radar officer, Lieutenant Dale Yockey. “Many space battleships, spacecraft carriers, antimatter missile cruisers, destroyers, and, of course, that thing that just fired the Magna-Flame Gun at the rear guard of First Fleet, sir! It’s confirmed that we’ve lost the space battleships Jean Bart, Inflexible, Colorado, and Hiei! Not to menton their escorts. About half of First Fleet, wiped out in an instant!”

“I was not expecting them so close to Earth, and so soon,” grunted Yamanami. “I thought Third Fleet would hold them off at Mars!”

Captain Kidd looked back again and said, “Sir, do you order a retreat?”

“Retreat?” grunted Yamanami. “I’ve just started fighting. Get that Goddamned word out of your vocabulary, Captain!”

“Yessir,” said Kidd.

“A group of antimatter missile cruisers have just warped away,” said Yockey. “They’re heading for Earth!”

“Damn them…and we’re tied down,” said Yamanami. “Miss Parkersburg,” he said to his comm officer. “Order Commodore Weyland to break away with the Bennington, the Hawaii, and whatever other ships he can scare up and to chase them towards Earth. We’ll have to hold the rest of them here.”

“Yessir,” said Lieutenant Judy Parkersburg, the Pennsylvania’s comm officer. A moment later, after sending her message and ordering Weyland and the Aquarius to break away from the battle scene, she said, “Sir! The Commander is calling!”

“Put him up on the main screen,” grunted Yamanami.


In the meantime, on the antimatter missile ships, Admiral Shakra laughed as he received his orders from the Eritz Gatlantis. “Begin to destroy Earth?”

“Yes,” said Gorse. “Shandara has the bulk of their Fleet in a slaughterhouse near their Moon. Fire two missiles at the Earth. One of them is to hit their Capitol. Then, we will hit a population center with the other one. We anticipate that Shandara will have their flagship blown apart. He will then deliver our ultimatum; surrender or die. If they refuse to surrender, then either you will wipe them out, or we will with our Magna-Flame siege cannons after we finish Desslok and the Star Force off near Pluto. We anticipate arriving at Pluto at around 0200 Hours the next day, their Standard Spacetime, after completing our final space warp from a random location. Then, we will begin our final attack.”

Yessir,” said Shakra as he laughed. “Antimatter missile ships, form up on my flagship! Your target is Earth!”

The enemy ships began to head towards Earth.

In the meantime, on the Birmingham, a young Ensign named Victor Handley said, “Captain! Captain Williams!”

“Yes, Handley?”

“I just picked up some kind of transmission in code! I think I know where part of the enemy fleet is!”

“Where?” demanded Williams.

“Fifty megameters ahead of us, at…it looks like…HW-052.”

“I think they are forming up in an arc, sir,” said Ensign Stacey Gervais, the ship’s radar officer.

“Handley, keep that recording, and call the flagship!” said Williams.

“Yessir,” said Handley, not knowing how important that intercept would prove to be for Earth.


In the meantime, the Pennsylvania and her fleet were taking hit after hit after hit from Shandara’s fleet as Yamanami spoke with the Commander. “We’re taking major damage, sir,” said Yamanami as he sat there with blood pouring from his head from a wound. “However, we are holding our line. I’m hoping to get them with another wave gun attack, sir. My main guns are badly damaged. I can’t use wave motion cartridges, and we took five missiles in our flight decks. All my pilots are dead, and I’m losing power in my auxiliary engines.”

“Admiral, we have ships heading towards Earth,” said Singleton.

“I’ve already thought of that,” said Yamanami. “I have Commodore Weyland in pursuit. I’m holding the line here. I don’t expect to come back. Send orders to Rear Admiral Gilliam Lee with Third Fleet on the Sagittarius. Have him ready to guard our rear and keep these people from escaping.”

“Pull out, Admiral,” said Singleton.

“Negative, sir,” said Yamanami. “We must refuse your order!”

“Ready to fire!” said Kidd. “All remaining ships report ready!”

“FIRE IT!” yelled Yamanami.

First Fleet fired their wave motion guns for the last time, blowing apart the vast bulk of Admiral Shandara’s fleet in a final burst.

Shandara lost three quarters of his fleet in a moment in the dying gasp of First Fleet. The Cometine commander warped away, shocked that his ship had taken damage.

However, he kept a few ships there to cover his retreat.

Those vessels made sure that Yamanami paid for his final, defiant act of bravery.

The Krineda got away with forty ships, leaving thirty ships behind.

Eight of those enemy vessels were Cometine space battleships that fired at the remains of First Fleet with a suicidal resolve.

The EDF spacecraft carrier Reprisal died first, followed by the Kongo.

They fell at the hands of the Cometine fleet’s shock cannons.

Finally, more destroyers, cruisers, and even frigates blew apart.

Finally, only the Pennsylvania and the Vanguard were left from First Fleet. Those space battleships took missile hit after missile hit as Yamanami decided to try and charge his wave motion gun one last time.

When the energy charge reached sixty percent, a missile slammed into the upper part of the Pennsylvania’s bridge tower. Captain Kidd died at once as his panel exploded before him and the shrapnel tore him apart.

“Sir!” cried Lieutenant Parkersburg as another explosion hit the ship.

Everything went dark, and then the emergency lighting came back up.

The upper part of the bridge tower partially collapsed onto Yamanami and tons of debris crushed him to the deck.

Parkersburg ran over to him, ignoring the fact that her long brown hair was on fire. “Sir!”

 “Who is left alive on the bridge?” gasped Yamanami with his dying breaths.

Parkersburg looked around. “No one, sir.”

“Push Mister Seenjak away from the helm and get us out of here. You’ve been trained to do it.”

“What about you, sir?” said Parkersburg.

“I’m dying, everyone else is dead, you take command of this ship. Get her to Moonbase…I…”

“Yessir,” said Parkersburg as she salauted Yamanami as he died.

She pushed Lieutenant Vaja Seenjak’s body away from the Pennsylvania’s helm and took command of the ship, manuvering her slowly away with the last of her power.

Her command lasted maybe forty-five seconds.

More heavy fire roared in from another Cometine space battleship, catching the Pennsylvania in three places.

The ship trembled to a stop, just drifting, and then, her main energy generator finally went up as the conduction pipe parted.

The Pennsylvania took about thirty seconds to blow apart, and Judy Parkersburg took twenty seconds to die along with her command as she was skewered through the heart and lungs by her own helm control handles as the panel exploded under her.

Soon, the Pennsylvania blew in half, and then the halves blew apart into smaller pieces.

A moment later, nothing was left of the Pennsylvania but a few flames, debris, expanding gas, and silence.

Like the Andromeda, she had fought bravely to the end.

Earth would always remember her, and, in Earth Defense Headquarters, General Singleton stood in silence holding a salute as the data and telemetry from the ship went dark for the final time.

Then, the Vanguard called in and General Stone said, “Sir, Captain Burris called in from the Vanguard. He says he is assuming command of what is left of First Fleet. He reports the Pennsylvania is destroyed. No survivors, sir….”

“I see…inform Rear Admiral Lee on the Sagittarius,” said Singleton. “His ship is now the Combined Fleet Flagship. Send him our new orders…”

“Yessir,” said Stone.


ONE HOUR LATER…

“Sir,” said General Stone to Singleton in Earth Defense Headquarters as the enemy anti-matter missile ships were approaching Earth with Commodore Weyland in pursuit. “We’re getting a message from the enemy, from around the vicinity of the inner asteroid belt.”

The time was exactly noon, Standard Earthtime, on September 3, 2207.

The Commander did not know it yet, but the War was now only fifty hours or so away from its final end this day.

But, he would go through some of the worst fifty hours of his life before it all ended.

“Put them on,” said the Commander as he stood there with most of his officers around him.

“Coming up on the main screen, sir,” said General Stone.

Singleton cleared his throat as what looked like a familiar image came up on the screen in Earth Defense Headquarters. Is it Gorse? Singleton thought as he looked up at the main screen. No, he looks different. Sort of like that Baron who fought us once, but…different.

“People of Earth,” said the evil-looking Cometine on the main screen. “I am Admiral Shandara, Commander of Princess Invidia’s Starfleet of the House of Gatlantis. As I am sure you can see, I have many ships advancing upon your world at the moment. You continue to fight us and defy us even though you have technically surrendered to us years ago. I am here to take Zordar’s revenge upon you in the name of our Princess Invidia and her wise Advisor, Ekogaru the Great. Invidia did not wish to do so, but the Lord Ekogaru pleaded with us to give you a final chance to surrender your planet to us without further bloodshed. You have half an hour in your time scale to surrender to us. This is our final offer to surrender, so take us seriously. You have a final chance to live. Our patience with your scummy, defiant race has just run out! ”

“Do you know how overconfident you people are?” said Singleton. “You attacked and destroyed only three of our Defense Fleets. We have two fleets left, a major task force, and two allied starfleets on their way from Gamilon and Rikasha. You have had most of your fleets wiped out and your City-Ship, I am told, is on its way here to face the same fate. I demand that you surrender and leave this territorial space at once,” snapped the Commander after Stone handed him a note.

The Commander read the note and nodded.

“Arrogant fool!” roared Shandara in a terrible voice. “Are you aware of what a spread of antimatter missiles can do to a planet? My forces are ready to attack on my signal. This is your last offer. Surrender and come to my ship and kiss my feet, General Singleton, you defiant slave. Do that and I will let you live. Fail to do so and I’ll make sure you all…”

“Turn him off!” yelled Singleton.

A moment later, the screen went dark.

President Mendellsohn ran in and loooked right at the Commander. “Sir,” he said. “Have you just signed our death warrant?”

“Fifteen Cometine antimatter missile ships are surrounding Earth,” said another officer.

“Intelligence reports they can fire at any time,” said yet another EDF officer.

“Surrender, Singleton,” said the President as he began to sweat. “Tell them we accept their offer. Ask them to show us mercy.”

“No, I refuse,” said Singleton.

“You…refuse?” said the President. “I’ll fire you for this, General.”

“You can do that later, sir….we’re not through yet. Look…our salvation awaits us,” said Singleton as he looked at the President and handed him Stone’s note.

“You had better be right,” said President Mendellsohn.


HALF AN HOUR LATER….

On the Eritz Gatlantis, which was now just nine lightyears away from Earth, an officer handed General Gorse a note. “They’re ready, sir,” he said. “Shandara is ready. Admiral Shakra has his antimatter missile ships at the ready.”

“They have failed to surrender?” said Gorse.

“Yessir,” said the officer as Invidia watched. “Shakra says he has a few Earth ships pursuing him. They will never catch up in time.”

“Execute,” said Ekogaru as he appeared.

“NOOOO!” screamed Invidia as she hit the Dark Lord’s chest with her fists as guards held her back. “NOOOO!”

Gorse drew a finger across his throat. “Goodbye, Terran race. It was nice knowing you,” he said. “Tell Shakra to proceed with the destruction of Planet Earth!”

The officer nodded.


On the bridge of the Cometine antimatter missile ship Jajanda, a message came in to Admiral Shakra. “Yes?” he hissed in a lisping voice.

“Word from Invidia and Gorse,” said the minor officer. “Wipe them out!”

“Excellent,” laughed Shakra under his blond eyebrows. He nodded and said, “Captain Krinda, start firing!”

“Yessir!” said Krinda. “With pleasure!”

A moment later, klaxons went off on the Cometine ships as they began to fire. First, the missiles on the Jajanda went off, followed by the missiles on the nearby Krameka.

The first wave of four missiles roared towards Earth as the other ships prepared to fire.

Soon, the first set of missiles impacted in the Great Eastern Sea, also known as the Pacific Ocean.

Indonesia was destroyed, along with all two million of the inhabitants of the island chain.

Soon, two more missiles roared down towards Earth.

They were roaring down towards Great Island itself.

And more were coming.

Invidia could have cared less, but she was about to win the war now.

The reason she was about to win was because Planet Earth was under a death sentence that was now being executed.

In about four more minutes, all of the missiles would hit Earth.

Earth would cease to exist.



IS THIS THE FINALLY THE END FOR PLANET EARTH ITSELF?

WILL THE WAR END WITH THE DESTRUCTION OF MOST OF THE HUMAN RACE?

TO BE CONTINUED….

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