Battlefleet Jioka's Story

The entire Old Order fleet launched their attack. The massive battleships going on a full assault, the smaller ships attacking the Taiyou in full force. The huge hypercuisers and the hyper carriers launched millions of interceptors and attack craft, going on a full scale assault.

The bridge of the Nagato was alight with activity as the 'Old Order' Ships began to close in. The Prince said nothing as he stared out the bridge window.

"Admiral, Prepare the Psionic Decimator and the Mastermind." Shimizu ordered, as the Taiyou ships began to open fire at the Old Order, Electrum Coated anti-ship shells tearing through shields and hull alike. Explosions from the Cybran Old Order ships likely rippling across the dark backdrop of space.

"They are foolish to cluster their ships so close together." Shimizu said, resting his hands on a console.

The Admiral gave the order, and the Mastermind slowly adjusted it's trajectory. Yuriko herself was suspended in a special psionic amplifier, connected directly to the ship's central computer and suspended in a tank filled with liquid.

Yuriko's eyes suddenly shot open, and the Mastermind would broadcast a powerful psionic signature. Each and every Old Order ship would find itself caught in some sort of unseen force, and then likely torn apart by the sheer brute psionic force exerted by a lone soul aboard the Mastermind. The Ships would likely be thrown about as if they were toys, thrown into each-other or hurled back towards the gaping black hole.

This strange unseen force would tear across the Old Order like wildfire, until not a single ship remained, only debris.

The majority of the SEC forces had made fallen in with the escape of the UDW though a few smaller cloaked missile ships weren't so lucky. But this was war and casualties friendly or hostile were to be expected.

"Prince Shimizu, Admirals it appears that weapon has the Cybran's scared to death and I don't blame them. As for the Diplomacy I'm going to leave the Negotiations to my counterpart from the ZAR sector of our nations Envoy Vontaru he will send a message to the emperor on behalf of the SEC and then if it is acceptable will join the negotiations on Your flagship Prince."
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"Attention Cybran Emperor my name is Envoy Vontaru acting Representative of the SEC, Our terms previously stated are officially off of the table and I am moving to support The Taiyou and UDW on a motion for an unconditional surrender and demilitarization of the Cybran Nation. If this request is not met then our current state of war will remain. "

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"Admiral Pisonic attack is being reported by the Night Guard! Looks like Taiyou origin targeting the Old Cybran fleet."

Teller paused as he weighed his options he could leave the attack to the Taiyou but he decided to take another action. Prepare to launch the a fighter bomber attack to sweep up the fighters. Do not launch until we see what remains but have the crews ready." He stated.

Killigan paused on his deck for a moment, watching the fury be renewed once more. A ping from his implant was enough to send the call for the surviving fighters, which was a large majority of the surprisingly sturdy craft, back to their hangars. The swarm returned inside of the heavy hulls, but the Admiral's eye was traversing his viewscreens, looking between the newly created black hole and the Hadron Cannon. Orders and circumstances dictated that he leave the weapon alone, but common sensibility stated that it was no way to wage war.

Finally he spoke, only to his bridge crew. "We hold. While they sent men in on suicide missions, we stood in the storm and defended what we could. And what vessels they had that didn't flee died by their own hands."

The man's voice was laced with disgust, for even the man chosen to lead the most darkly purposed of Rain's fleets knew there was a point of too much. A planet or two was one thing, but to instantly damn an entire system? He would not abide that. Could not, since it could've killed his men and women just as easily. "Stay your positions. Only engage any that pass the cordon."

The vessels of the taskforce did just that, the mammoth ships moving into a simple cordon line, but approaching no further to the conflict. Killigan transmitted video footage that had been captured during the battle, sending a whisker transmission bouncing through the UDW network of satellites designed for such purposes, before taking the few minutes to generate his report and dispatch it back to the Umbral Sector via a TD capsule drone.

"Reopen the SEC channel, encrypt it to Tier 2."

The Admiral's voice alone beamed over the SEC Flagship. "Admiral, I'm not sure if you feel as I do about the ultimate outcome of this battle. I had realized that weapon was a powerful one, but this is not how war is fought."

Kamil hadn't so much as said a word while the Taiyou fired their weapon into the Cybran fleet, nor batted an eye as the resulting blackhole unleashed devastating results upon the Cybran fleet. When their surrender came through there was no elation or sense of victory to be had. Unlike the Cybrans before him, there was little sense of joy in this slaughter.

Was it worth it?

The blackhole was wrecking havoc on the Chemias system as the celestial bodies closest to it were drawn in along with vessels that were caught within its pull. The opposing gravitational pull of the sun would leave the planets slower to be decimated, but many were thrown off their axis and would soon be subject to all manner of cataclysmic disasters as their atmosphere and orbital patterns were irreversibly disrupted. The unstable nature of the blackhole would likely leave it unable to sustain itself long enough to obliterate the entirety of the system, but the damage would be catastrophic.

It would be a slow lingering death for the Chemias system - one which may not reach its completion for years to come - but though many could be evacuated from the fate of their planets before the atmospheric changes rendered them uninhabitable, the death toll would be high. The planets that Dark Rain had struck out against directly had suffered greatly as well.

It should have been the end of things right then and there. The Cybran's had broken and surrendered. Unfortunately war was not always something you can pick and choose. The Old Order Cybran's were on the offensive now.

The spike of psionic energy from Yuriko didn't go unnoticed, and though Tahir could have joined with her - a force to be reckoned with for sure - he chose to abstain from further action for the time being.

"When this goes down in history, there will be no tales of valor," Tahir told Shimizu simply. "The Cybrans will not be remembered as the villains."

The Cybrans may have brought this down upon themselves, but the Taiyou, Dark Rain, SEC, and Volaria would not be named as heroes or saviors for what had transpired here today. No, this was a battle that would mar the lot of them for generations to come. If their goal was to martyr the Cybran people - deserving or not - they had succeeded well.

Shimizu remained silent as he watched the black hole slowly evaporate, until it unleashed a powerful shockwave of energy outwards in all directions, vanishing entirely in little more than a pop, and a whimper. The destruction was unimaginable as debris, both from starships and planetary debris was strewn across the system.

"The Cybrans won't be remembered at all." He commented cryptically as he turned to leave. "Admiral Yamamoto, I'll oversee the surrender negotiations. Hold down the formation." The Prince then turned to leave the bridge itself. This had been the first time he had seen one of these massive platforms fired, and he had been visibly disturbed.

"I did what had to be done to end this quickly, the lives lost here saved many more, both Cybran and Taiyou." He assured himself.

It was then a Taiyou adjutant approached from the right. "Shinno Heika, I have word from your sister. She will be traveling here to speak with you and will arrive within the next few days."

The Prince scowled. "Which one?"

"Yukiko-Hime, Shinno Heika." He said, and the prince scowled slightly.

"Well then, see to her arrival." He said, rounding a corner and shutting the door behind him.

The New Order fleet moved forwards with a grunt, pushing past everything in order to have their say with the Old Order. As the ships and massive dreadnoughts pushed forwards, they unleashed a furry upon the Old Order before the Taiyou started their mind tricks. The continued to push forwards as a second New Order fleet appeared. A large battleship, beyond the size of the HDS Resnao moved into the system, the Emperor standing on board at the command bridge. A smaller fleet emerged, their weaponry new technology. They were the reinforcements from the battle that was never put to use.

The Emperor turned to look at his military commanders and Council members, "They destroyed the system and will want to destroy the military that we have. Get the companies we have kept for this and start selling cheaply. We will recover in a few years time. Just remember what we have fought through to get to this stage of peace before all hell broke loose." He nodded, taking his walking stick, moving slowly towards the doors. The High Council members nodded softly, walking with him in their robes while the Military commanders got to work.

"You and I both know we had no choice here, the cybrans needed to be taught a lesson that they would never forget. The loss of life was extensive but I believe it was Necessary Admiral." Teller responded over the secure comm to the UDW. Teller felt like he was spewing sewage from his mouth but he couldn't have this conversation here maybe when this all ended he would speak with Killigan.

Teller paused and looked out over the destruction and the arrival of the second New Order Cybran Fleet. He weighed his options and then opened a channel.

"Attention New Order Cybrans this is Admiral Teller of I am requesting that all of your vessels cease your attack on the Old Order immediately you may keep your defensive systems armed. The sec and, he Andromedan Forces will handle this enemy ourselves there is no need for a further escalation."

Teller then turned to his Flag officer. "Prepare a spread of Missiles, Target the old order fleet. I am authorizing the usage of High Yeild Warheads. There has been enough Allied losses today it is time that we end this. Target the greatest concentration of Old Cybran Vessels and prepare to have the firing solutions sent."

"YAdmirals," Teller said Addressing both the Taiyou and UDW commanders. "I am preparing a firing spread of High Yeild thermonuclear missiles to fire at the old order units. I am transmitting our firing solution to both of you. I know we are all on our last bit of energy here so I think it's time we end this. I'm also launching a bombing sortie agaisnt any vessels that remain after this attack and I hope that you will assist in finishing this fleet off quickly."

After Teller sent his message to the Andromedan forces he turned to his Flag Officer, "Authorization Code, Delta, Savi, Litra, Omega, One. All vessels fire on my Mark, Three Two One Mark"

On Command the Larger Vessels in the SEC fleet launched over 200 Highyeild 140 Megaton Missiles and the rest of the fleet launched a spread of roughly 300 25-30 megaton missiles. Over all the entire payload was roughly 37 Gigatons. Along with the missiles flew hundreds of Decoy missiles some simple, some with normal nonnuclear explosive yields and a couple dozen interceptor missiles that would target counter missiles.

After the spread was fired the SEC fleet began to Launch it's fighter and bomber wings in the lieu of battle most of the pilots had gotten some rest and ships had been rearmed. In total over 5 fighterwings consisting of 360 Aircraft began to form up as they waiting for the missiles to hit the old cybran fleet. If any survived they would only have minutes before the fighter/bomber attack.

With the battle nearing an end Tahir too departed the bridge. Word would be sent to Avantia so she could attend negotiations and peace terms on behalf of the Volarians, but in the meanwhile his presence was no longer required.

The Old Order fleet turned and went into hyperspace before the barrage hit them. They sped away back to the place where they had started. The depths of space.

The Cybran Emperor swallowed as his Dreadnought pushed out into the middle of the system, a single tear running down his face. He reused to sit down and he held onto his wooden walking stick carefully, his mouth chewing on a tablet. His chalky white beard moved with the movement of his jaw, a Navy officer handed him his glasses. He turned and slowly walked off the command bridge, back towards the hangar bays in order to get to the Emperor class lander.

ITN Nagato
Conference Room


Everyone had been called to the large conference room aboard the Yamato Class ship. With the Taiyou officials sitting at one end of a large rectangular table, they quietly awaited the arrival of everyone else, even the Emperor had been called, and was present, sitting on a slightly raised throne, with Shimizu and Yukiko on either side to handle the negotiations themselves.

Admiral Yamamoto was also present, seated near the corner of the Taiyou side of the table, while a young woman in a Kimono approached, she began to pour the men tea, bowing slightly and returning to the ship's galley.

"Now we wait." Shimizu commented, while Yamamoto nodded in approval.

"We will dictate peace terms to the Cybrans, and hopefully avoid a future conflict."

The Cybran Emperor swallowed, carefully walking into the room with his walking stick. The Military advisers walked in after along with top ranking Cybran members in politics and science. There was a small group of Waffen FSS soldiers to make sure the Emperor was safe. The Emperor looked up at the ground of Taiyou and swallowed, going to a chair at the other end of the table, struggling to sit down. A Commander took off his padded jacket and placed it on the seat to soft the seat for the Emperor while another helped him sit down.

The Emperor swallowed again, stroking his chalky white beard, closing his eyes over before opening them again a couple of seconds later. His breathing was heavy his old hands frail. He turned and looked at the commander to his left, "Wer diesen Krieg begonnen ... Ich möchte, dass sie tot ist."

Kilum sat in the room quietly and watched the cybran diplomatic party carefully. He heard the leader mumble something to one of his military staff in another language but what was said he hadn't the lightest idea. The man to him though looked weakened. He sat still and waited for the negotiations to begin.

Beginning to seat himself, Admiral Killigan flinched as he noticed the door open, and the face of the woman striding through, her trench coat billowing behind her as she made directly for him.

"Admiral Killigan, you are ordered to leave this ship immediately. Return to your shuttle." The glare of Agency Director Rebekah Issane was a cold, cold sight, the flat tone of her voice holding only a hint of threat. The weight of the order came from the sense that within the UDW hierarchy, theoretically the two were equal. But for one outstanding problem.

"Your flight crew has been informed of the situation in which you find yourself, and a security team on the UDW Kronos will be waiting to take you into custody on your arrival."

"Dismissed."

The man could find no words to speak as the full reality of his recently passed actions came crashing down on him, mutely nodding once and leaving the room. Sweeping past the deposed Admiral, Agent Issane took his seat, casting a glance around the room. Crossing her legs as she waited, the woman settled her hands together on the table before her, to all appearances calm and patiently waiting for the peace talks to begin.

Avantia was the last to arrive, freshly arrived from Terra aboard The Purgatory with Rebekah, and she swept into the room with an air of calm dignity. Only two avorians, Shanthi and Tahir, flanked her as they joined those gathered to discuss the surrender of the Cybran people. The young woman on her left might have passed as an elven woman due to the absence of the characteristic wings of the avorian people, but her blonde hair, angular features and pointed ears all reflected the same physical traits of Avantia and Tahir.

Avantia inclined her head in a polite nod of acknowledgement to Taiyou Emperor, but no such gesture of respect was offered to the Cybran Emperor as her gaze slid past him.

The Matriarch spoke briefly in the rich Volarian tongue, and Shanthi translated her words into the common tongue that would be most widely spoken by those gathered at the table.

"The Matriarch of Volaria extends her gratitude to the Taiyou Empire and those gathered here today for their aid in neutralizing this threat to the Volarian people," Shanthi spoke clearly but with an audible Volarian accent to her words. "She also extends thanks for your patience in awaiting her arrival, and hopes that we might now begin."

Avantia took her seat then, but Tahir and Shanthi chose to remain standing at her back rather than taking the available seats at Avantia's side.

The Prince offered a soft smile to Avantia, and he inclined his head only slightly. However his father looked worse for wear, with pale skin, much of his hair having fallen out, of course that wasn't evident, as a wig adorned his head, a short cropped haircut.

Nobuo remained mostly silent, whispering in Taiyou to Yamamoto, while Shimizu cleared his throat.

"By the grace of heaven, we have come here to demand the total and unconditional surrender of the Cybran Empire. If you refuse these demands, our campaign will continue until total national dismantlement has been achieved." Shimizu explained, before he presented a document.

"Surrender to the Taiyou Empire and abdicate your throne, we will then establish a provisional government."

The Cybran Emperor swallowed slowly, "I will only abdicate my throne if my Daughter is allowed to carry on leading my people. You can set up your government and I will give up the powers of the throne, but give my people someone to look up to. I do not lead the Nation; I let the people get what they want..." He looked at Shimizu and raised his head slightly.

"Let me tell you something, all of you. All your nations were founded by your forefathers; Yes? How do you think the humans discovered fire? How to make it? Nothing is an accident, unless you leave your Military generals to do their jobs. The Generals have to be lap dogs to the supreme leader. I know I have made this mistake, and the people before me. Yet, you must have to understand that once a Nation begins, it will always crumble somehow. Let it be the fault of you, your fathers before you; your generals; your children, but one thing is always for sure, everything crumbles. I will surrender, but I can not say all my people with surrender. Do you want planets to be destroyed just because of what you did? Do you think that the Cybran people will not continue on. And let me assure you; if your provisional government does not succeed, there will be hell everywhere."

"What you say makes no difference, Emperor, in the fact that by failing to heel your own problems, you find yourself in this room right now. What is to say that the lack of strength on your part, isn't also an issue with your daughter? Even installing her as the figurehead on a provisional government, what is to say your rogue elements won't cause issues like this ever again?"

Rebekah leaned forward, unclasping her hands. "Sanctioned or not, military forces under the Cybran name assaulted the Volarian Nation on foreign soil. To keep that from happening again, as part of any surrender conditions, I would demand at least a seventy percent reduction of your military forces, including every single other dreadnaught you may possess. What little that remains intact will pose little capability to threaten the stability of the provisional government, much less any foreign nation that crosses their fancy."