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STSF Corizon

Rise of the Nightstalker's Moon

The dark, knife-shapped hull of the Al-Ucard frigate Cutlass turned at break neck speed, breaking off her attack run and doubling back. Her trailing fighter wing barely kept up as the captain of the Cutlass realized to late that he'd dove too deeply into the attack run. With in moments the shimmering, spider-like G'Jak battleship Wrath Harbinger was on top of them, loosing shots from her forward heavy-phased graviton beam with prejudice.

 

Cutlass rocked under the fire and exploded in pieces as the secondary batteries of Wrath Harbinger picked off the fighter wing and turned to make another pass for any she'd missed. Kilometers away, an Eratian Hive-ship, Gallena, drained her massive batteries of phased plasma cannons into a swarm of Scorpiad fighters.

 

Moving faster than the Keeper of the Gallena had seen one of the behemoths move, three G'J'ak-class vessels flanked by two heavy destroyers caught the Gallena mid-ship with the combined fire of their primary weapons. The juggernaut shuddered and shook under the barrage. The Keeper let out an ear-splitting scream as she felt her ship's hull begin to fracture and split as the attackers held on their attack run and flew through the dying ship. Fanning out, they swung around to join another wing of Scorpiad vessels in a fight against a second Eratian hive-ship.

 

Just outside the system, aboard the bridge of the lead ship of the largest wing of Al-Ucard Nightstalker-class dreadnoughts assembled in their conflict against the Scorpiads, in deed the largest grouping of Al-Ucard ships period, General Dominius of the House of Azurus stroked at a non-existent beard. His long silver hair lay on either side of his black leather body-armor that bore his house crest.

 

He had served the Scorpiads his entire life. He had been an elder of the Council that had ruled his world in the absence of the creators. His life had been utterly devoted to them. That had been until their return. Many had rejoiced when their masters returned to give them new purpose yet again, including himself. The Al-Ucard had been a finely forged sword that had lay in her scabbard for too long, waiting to be wielded against those who opposed them once more. The Scorpiad lords had given them that purpose, wielded them against the Dominion once more. That was when their weakness was revealed.

 

It had been ten-thousand years since the great arachnids had walked openly, since they'd crushed any before them with their claws. They had grown weak. Dominius had seen the cowardliness in their eyes when they sent their pawns to die in their place. They could have ended the Dominion with but a few victories with their powerful ships, yet they didn't. They delayed. They allowed the Dominion to regroup. They allowed the cancerous growth of the Alpha Quadrant powers to ferment and metastasize and it was their undoing.

 

When the first of the great houses of Al-Ucard had declared their intentions to rebel along side the Eratian hives, he had not spoken. He knew that the time was coming when the Al-Ucard would step forward and take their place among the rulers of the Gamma Quadrant, but he wasn't sure if then was the proper time.

 

Almost a year had passed since the first shots were fired in what was becoming a brutal civil war. The rebel Al-Ucard and Eratian forces had gained some victories, but the Scorpiads were doing the only thing they knew how to do—hitting back with a vengeance. Though they had no concrete proof, he knew they were behind the recent attacks that had left entire systems in ruble.

 

The once all-conquering Scorpiads had crowned their first Empress in over three-hundred thousand years and she was wasting little time reasserting her empire. With the fate of his world on the line, Dominius knew that if were going to act to bring his people the freedom that was rightfully theirs, he could no longer wait; and so now he stood aboard the bridge of his flagship with a massive fleet of Al-Ucard vessels who'd pledged their loyalty to him preparing to hinge close a trap they'd set for the Scorpiads.

 

A large fleet of both Eratian and Al-Ucard vessels had attacked an outpost within range of four battle groups and a sector fleet of Scorpiad vessels. The first wave was out numbered, but with the reinforcements that the Scorpiads were unaware of, they could deliver a massive blow the Scorpiad fleet and perhaps cause them to pull back their attacks against Al-Ucard and Eratian targets.

 

Dominius took a deep breath and looked towards the view screen. The time had come. The sun was setting on the Scorpiad Empire and soon the patron moon of the Al-Ucard would rise.

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