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Samuel Davis

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Ruanzilla

So begins...

Samuel Davis's Story

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#, as written by Tiko
The Reverence S, Blackbird had been drifting for the better part of several months now and much of the crew was growing restless with the seemingly fruitless assignment. Alone and drifting through potentially hostile space where many would jump at the opportunity to engage a lone Aschen vessel took its toll on the crew morale, and it was for this reason that they had found themselves mostly lingering near the outskirts of Aschen space, and occasionally venturing into the fringes of the Aurora where the locals were as of yet unfamiliar with the Aschen and less likely to prove hostile should they detect the vessel. They only ventured into Terran space on brief occasions before moving on again.

All in all their search for the McGregors had turned up nothing, and as of a month ago Whisper had determined to simply wait them out. It was only a matter of time before they resurfaced. Though Whisper suspected the trio had fled the galaxy entirely, Whisper knew that Kianna especially was apt to return to what was familiar to her and no doubt where Kianna was Mollem wouldn't be far behind.

Having been eased into a state of stasis and synced to the Reverence via the jack in the back of her neck, the efficiency of Whisper's psionic senses had been artificially expanded well beyond that of her physical capabilities. With all of the ships navigation and communication systems at her disposal the girl had become little more than a living computer caught within a perpetual state of vigil as she screened and scanned all incoming broadcasts and local channels for any word or sign that might mean the McGregors had come out of whatever hole they had crawled into. There were concerns though as to how damaging the ordeal might prove to be to the young psionics psyche.

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#, as written by Script
It had been a long time since Echo had seen beyond this ship. The curiosities and landscapes of Terra had enthralled him during his time there, with only the militaristic grey hallways of Aschen starships or bases to compare it too. He had yet to experience the outside world on Langara or any of the Aschen worlds for any extended period of time. He knew the Blackbird like the back of his hand by now; how its systems functioned, its engines were powered, and even down to the smallest of details in door control panels and adjustable seats. There was nowhere left in it for him to explore, not that he was allowed access to.

And so he spent much of his time reading, flicking through books on all manner of subjects on a digital interface. He read anything, from journals on complex mathematics, to manuals on military vehicles to fantastical fiction with dragons and princesses. He didn’t always understand everything involved, often the non-fiction books would refer to concepts, or fictional books would refer to scenery or creatures they assumed the reader knew of that he would have to search out information on.

He often tired of this, though. Whilst he was enraptured by the learning, his mind was not so simple or focused that he could not become bored from monotony. Where his interest in reading further waned, he sought out company in the rest of the crew. At first they had been wary of him, another white-haired special projects soldier like Whisper couldn’t be a good thing, but as time passed and he made no efforts to exert authority in the manner that she had, they grew more comfortable with him. His lack of knowledge on mundane things combine with his aptitude for seemingly all new things made him something of an oddity to wonder over, but aside from a few individuals most of the crew at the very least outwardly tolerated him.

The subtleties of what the crew thought of him went far over Echo’s head, though. He was still no good at reading people in that way.

The golem was sat, at present, in one of the Rec Rooms of the ship, watching a pair of other soldiers sparring. He still had yet to learn to fight. Violence was not something he found appealing, though he knew that it was sometimes required. But it was intriguing to watch the movements of the soldiers, agile and sturdy at the same time. Taken on its own, away from the consequences, combat could be as interesting as any other form of physical sport.

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#, as written by Tiko
The pair of men sparring on the large floor mat were circling each other cautiously as they threw a few feigns and jabs at one another. Neither seemed to have the upper hand yet.

"That kid is hanging around again," Jackson noted with a side-long glance towards Echo.

"Eh let him be, he's not hurting anything," Samuel replied.

Jackson slipped in and threw a few punches but Samuel was ready for him. One, two, three moves and Jackson was down on the floor with Samuel's knee in his back. He grunted as Samuel stood up and offered him a hand up.

"He gives me the creeps," Jackson said as he took Samuel's hand and pulled himself back to his feet. “What is he even doing here, he never does anything."

Samuel shook his head with a sigh. "Hey you, kid," he called out to Echo. "Suit up. Let's see what you can do."

That drew a few laughs out of some of the other men in the room. Though many of them had come to overlook Echo's presence, he was far from 'one of the crew', and the gangly teen hardly had the look of a fighter to him.

"This I gotta see. Don't break him in half or the Captain'll have our asses," Jackson jested with a grin. He pulled his padded gloves off and started stripping the tape from his hands and wrists as he moved off the mat.

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Echo’s curious eyes settled on Samuel as he spoke, a momentary look of confusion on his face before he spoke. “Me?” he queried, surprised. It was rare that one of the crew voluntarily invited him to participate in something. The laughs of the other men in the room did not phase him, since he missed the implications behind them, and he slowly rose to his feet.

Suit up? The only notable difference in what he and the other man wore, aside from differing styles of uniform, was the padded gloves. There was another pair discarded by the side of the mat, and hesitantly the slight golem made his way over and picked them up, slipping them onto his hands. “You want me to spar?” he asked, to confirm that he had interpreted the implied request correctly.

He had picked up a little of the men’s techniques from his observations over the weeks they’d been out here, but had never had the opportunity arise where he had needed to test it.

"Something like that," Samuel replied. As Echo joined him on the mat he shook his head and nudged the inside of Echo's left foot to adjust his stance. "Alright, that'll do."

A number of the crew gathered to watch the pair, but as it seemed apparent Samuel was more interested in coaching the kid than flooring him most of them lost interest after a while and went back to their own activities.

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#, as written by Akiyo
As the The Reverence S, Blackbird drifted an advanced cloaking field enveloped it. The ship had passed through a massive perimeter. What seemed like empty space moments ago was now occupied by a moon-sized starship with a surface moving all over with massive sections fluidly and organically flowing from one position to the next.

Suddenly a field powers on as a defense mechanism. This field functions much like a wall. Until the field was down there would be no one leaving or entering the perimeter.

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Just as the Reverence was nearing the perimeter of the cloaking field it seemed to change destination without warning as it veered away from the perimeter rather than cross it. None of the ships systems seemed to have detected the cloaking mechanism, nor the moon-sized starship within it, and yet something had caused the Reverence to change direction before reaching it.

"Sir, the ship isn't responding," a tactical officer called out within the CIS of the Reverence.

"What do you mean not responding?" Commander Adams replied.

"The navigation systems are being over-ridden," she replied.

"By who?"

"... by us, Sir."

"The FTL drives are spooling up," another officer called out.

Derek scowled. He had a suspicion as to who was responsible for the ships systems going on the fritz. "Any DRADIS contacts?" he asked.

"Nothing, sir."

Overhead the navigation screens showed nothing amiss. They were alone out here and not even a habitable planet to speak of within range of their systems' readings.

"What the frak is that girl doing now?" Executive Officer Marshal demanded.

A moment later the ship's AI, Blackwing, came online. "Unidentified war vessel detected, Commander."

Despite the AI's report the ships navigation systems still failed to detect the cloaked field ahead.

"I don't see anything out there," the tactical officer informed. "Our systems are still being over-ridden. Our course is being reset by Blackwing."

Perhaps it was intuition and instinct, but something about the situation didn't seem right. "Get everyone to battle stations," he ordered. "Talk to me, Blackwing."



Meanwhile in the infirmary Whisper rested upon a metal chair with her arms and ankles held in place with metal cuffs. A large cable was plugged into the jack in the back of her neck and further plugs and cables were jacked into the nearby wall. An IV was hooked to her arm keeping her sedated, hydrated and her blood stream filled with the nanites necessary to keep her alive in her current state.

Despite the heavy sedatives within her blood Whisper's eyes moved rapidly beneath her eyelids and the monitors nearby that were monitoring her brain activity showed high psionic activity.

Unlike the ship which relied upon its navigation systems and science to detect unknown vessels, Whisper relied on something far more difficult to deceive.

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The crew of the HDS Ironhammer were on the edge of the Aschen Border. The massive Super Dreadnought made the smaller battleship look like an ant. Sat on top of the massive star vessel, the Commander, Admiral Iron hand of death Resano grunted as he watched the command crew do their duties, regular sounds coming from the crew; sips of hot liquids or crunching of food was mainly the sound. To everyone's surprise, bar the Admiral, the Sensors officer, Captain Farside, shouted aloud, "One contact, just inside border that we discovered from a drone a while ago."

"Ignore it, but if they get any closer, prepare the Heer Marines, I will have Heer marines board if anything happens. I don't want us to appear to be a military vessel. I want it to be Civilian looking. Load the guns and lasers, but don't fire. We are a star vessel, bigger than anything any nation over here has seen, I want you lot to be careful." The Admiral sighed, standing up to walk to the sensors screened off area and looked at the screens, "How big are they?"

"No big, sir. Tiny compared to us."

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(disregard)

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#, as written by Akiyo
"Let's see...that would be the the Reverance," Aereth though aloud from the drifting and cloaked SRA starship.

Attempting to power on the system once more, Aereth flips a large switch with both hands at the central core of the SRA ship.

"Yes!" He exclaimed as the power hummed on a second before the roaring blast of the core. His EMP weapon hadn't damaged the core, he had saved many lives from the black hole this core would have made.

"Alright, now to see if they are in a talking mood." Aereth said as he remembered Captain Adams.

He raced to the nearest communications console and hailed the Reverance, "Reverance, are you reading me? I am in a cloaked ship in front of your position. Do you read me?"

Come on Adams, he thought to himself as he hoped the Adams he knew was the same, as with the rest of the crew.

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#, as written by Tiko
Despite the situation unfolding in this remote region of space, Whisper never ceased her search. It was as it had been for months, searching police reports, finger prints, retinal scans, hospital records. Anyplace with any sort of physical identification or medical trail was subject to Whisper's scrutiny.

With the Reverence's systems at her disposal and her psionic capabilities at her finger tips, few records slipped past her notice. It was a fruitless search, much akin to the proverbial needle in a haystack, but Whisper had taken on a single minded diligence that seemed unwavering in its pursuit of the McGregor fugitives.

It was a diligence that did not go unrewarded. With the FTL drive spooled up and moments away from jumping clear of the area everything came to a halt.

The images and digital information flashed through Whisper's head as several retinal scans and images came to the forefront of her consciousness. Mollem McGregor and Kianna McGregor. The retinal scans were only three hours old, and she quickly traced their origins before with a gasp the jack in the back of her neck disengaged.

Her eyes went wide and she pulled the IV from the back of her hand as a nearby technician took note of the girl's abrupt state of wakefulness. Alarmed voices reached her and hands held her down while a woman spoke to her through her drug addled state.

"Just relax. I'm giving you something to help counter the sedatives, just relax."

The sharp sting of the needle preceded the administration of more drugs into the cocktail of chemical components swimming through the girl's bloodstream, but her sense of clarity seemed to sharpen.

"Tell the Commander, I found them," Whisper slurred.

She was still too disoriented to attempt to reach out to Derek psionically.

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#, as written by Tiko

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"They're hailing us, Sir," one of the tactical officers announced.

"Well put it up," Derek replied.

The message was brief and not terribly informative as to the nature or disposition of the vessel. The FTL jump had been interrupted though, and with their systems on the fritz, they were sitting with their hands tied.

Picking up a comm device, Derek sent back a response. "This is Commander Adams aboard the Reverence S class, Blackbird. Identify yourself immediately."

"Sir, another ship has arrived. Cybran make from the look of it."

"Our systems are responding again Sir," another officer called out.

Derek scowled. "Get those FTL drives spooled back up. I want us out of here."

"No," Whisper said as she appeared in the doorway. She rested a hand against the metallic door frame to steady herself. She was still a bit unsteady on her feet and her thoughts sluggish from the remnants of the drugs in her system, but they were rapidly fading.

"Our target was located on a nearby planet in the Gaelian System," Whisper explained. "I need a transport vessel, something with short range FTL capabilities. And Echo. I'll need his talents to get through local security."

She couldn't risk these vessels pursuing the Reverence if they jumped to their destination directly. This could well be there only opportunity to get what they had come for.

"And you want us to just sit out here on our hands?" Derek asked incredulously.

"It's either that or we report back that we missed our one opportunity to complete this assignment," Whisper replied.

"Damn it Whisper," Derek replied. "Marshal, get a report sent back to the fleet of the situation here. Tell them we found what they're looking for, and that we request assistance immediately."




It was only minutes later when a single transport ship departed the hangar bay of the Reverence, but as soon as it was clear of the larger ship it vanished with an FTL jump to a destination unknown.

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#, as written by Akiyo
Aereth called over the radio to the Reverance, "Captain Adams, you don't know me, but I know you. I could use a pick up, this ship is shut down. I could really use the lift, I'll explain everything. This ship is a ship for androids, but I've shut them down. This ship can be yours, just help me out."

Aereth sends over the schematics of the ship, advanced weapons, internal flight systems rendering the need for an engine useless, and everything he could get out of the ship's computer, but there were a few pieces of information he saved to bargain with for a ride.

"I've given you nearly all the ship's information, give me a ride and the rest is yours."

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AHSC Fleet of Tranquil Composure
Admiral Nolan McIntyre
Reverence II Triumphant Declaration
3,455 Combat capable Aschen ships.



Shortly after Adams had sent out his request for assistance, and his report. The Aschen had responded with his call through the fully capable and combat ready Fleet of Tranquil Composure.

One by one they jumped into the field, three massive Reverence IIs formed up before them.

"All CNVs prepare for artillery salvo, MAC cannons authorized." Admiral McIntyre hailed to his fleet as they spread and formed up.

"Admiral, two contacts, one unidentified, one Cybran." A lieutenant reported.


McIntyre nodded. "Excellent, all hands prepare for combat."

It was then all three Reverences moved into a delta pattern, with the flagship leading the charge, and the two Reverence IIs just behind and below it.

"Fleet remain on standby, Pitiless and Valorous Salvation, I'm assigning targets, you are weapons free."

Their respective commanders signaled their acknowledgement, and both the Cybran ship, and the unidentified ship would find themselves under their respective Reverence II's firing solution.

Crews scrambled to prepare, while AI's prepared the ships for combat, the Triumphant Declaration moving quickly towards the Blackbird.

"AHSC Blackbird, this is Triumphant Declaration Actual, prepare for docking and debriefing on a job well done." Admiral McIntyre hailed, as the flagship maintained it's course on approach towards the smaller Aschen vessel.

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The Valorous Salvation was the first to complete cycling it's weapons. Bearing aim on the Cybran Dread, they garnered a firing solution, and their Commander, Commander Blackwell would manipulate his tactical display.

"All batteries weapons free."

This Reverence II was the first to open fire, sending a salvo of weapons fire towards the Cybran ship, the first were turbo-disruptor salvos, which came like a wall of weapons fire. This was followed up by a streak of blinding white light, a super-dense slug was discharged from the bow guns, at 12,000km/s it would impact the smaller ship with an immense amount of kinetic energy, and likely punch clean through it.

The Pitiless also homed in on the Cybran dreadnought, Commander Nielson eyed the massive Cybran ship with narrowed eyes, then turned to his AI.

"All batteries salvo fire. Power to the Singularity cannon, we're going to bag this in one hit."

"Acknowledged, preparing for singularity cannon discharge."

A massive power fluctuation would follow in the bowels of the third Reverence, as it faced off with the Cybran Dreadnought, menacing it, challenging it.

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Aereth relayed his call for help across all channels. Each captain he knew personally and spoke to directly on the comm channel. As he sent out small pieces of data on the ship to show all captains this starship was a masterpiece in starship design and ingenuity. Whoever helped him could have it.

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The crew of the Cybran Dreadnought jumped to battlestations within seconds, the shields going to full power, making sure nothing would be able to hit the main parts of the ship. The Fighters and bombers launched after the first minute, a massed array of interceptors moving towards the Aschen fleet. A small fleets of vessels appeared from the star ship hangar bays from the bottom decks of the Dreadnought. As the ship moved forwards, all 100 trillion, billion tons of it, the fighters started to weave in and out of the Aschen fleet. The speed of which the fighters, and bombers danced, meant any weapons system would never be able to target them.

The Cybran Commander started to press buttons on his command throne, millions of proton weapons and Plasma weapons starting to fire at the Aschen fleet. The great dreadnought firing its salvo, thousands of heavy lasers and Nuclear weapon systems firing off round of salvo after round of salvo. As the Cybran Commander watched the display screens, contacts started to appear on the control screens. The Commander started to glance around, "Get the Cybran 101st Battlegroup over here. Should only take a few minutes."

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The pair of Aschen ships squared off, Commander Blackwell monitoring the situation from the CIC.

"Commander, incoming fire." The AI warned, and the Commander nodded, the Reverence rocking hard as Cybran weapons impacted it's shields, which rippled and washed a brilliant white with each weapon impact, but nothing seemed capable of piercing the shielding of the Aschen ship. The Second Reverence maintained it's position encased in a shimmering polygonal blue barrier. Like the amorphous white barrier, Cybran weapons seemed useless as they detonated across the rigid blue hard-light shielding of the Aschen ship.

As nuclear missiles entered the fray, Radiological alarms would spin across each Reverence II, and point defenses and Electronic Countermeasures would cause some nuclear missiles to detonate in mid-space, and others to veer completely around the Aschen ships, what few passed this electronic screen impacted the shields, sending brilliant ripples across the two ships.

"Commander Blackwell, Shields are holding, however we cannot take this sort of sustained fire indefinitely, we may be required to involve the fleet."

Cybran shields however would likely not fare as well as their Aschen counterparts. As the Reverence II scored a direct hit with it's initial MAC shot, the Cybran shields would find themselves likely lacking in power to absorb this single 3,000 ton ferric-tungsten slug traveling at roughly 12,000 km/s. (4% the speed of light) Should the shields manage to stop this singular projectile. The release of thermodynamic energies and dissipated kinetic energies would more than likely be enough to obliterate the ship from bow to stern. Splitting it asunder in a fiery release of thermodynamic energies.

In the unlikely event the MAC was somehow ineffectual, the second Reverence was preparing a far more deadly shot.

As Fighters careened across the Aschen ships, the Reverences would react deploying Apollo interceptors, their nimble frame making them pests in a dogfight, with wing mounted Disruptor cannons and various missile load-outs, Cybran pilots would have a hard time with their Aschen counterparts.

On top of Aschen fighters zooming in and out, the Cybrans would be up against Precision AI guided point defenses, which used pulses of laser light to ignite fuel sources and compromise sealed reactors. To evade this type of precision scanning, superluminal travel or advanced ECW would be required.

Blackwell got on the comms, transmitting a message to Commander Nielson.

"Get that Singularity online so we can bag this ship and go home."

Nielson signaled a short response.

"Working on it, AI is too busy screwing around with these Cybran fighters." He commented, watching as the Reverence's AI threw up walls of hard light directly in front of Cybran fighters, resulting in them smashing into these walls.

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The old Iron Hand of Death, just grunted, smiling softly as he turned on his command throne, watching his deck crew finish what they were doing as a larger battlegroup entered the system after the Cybran calls. The old man stood up, rubbing his chin before barking out a single order to his Comms officer, "Patch me through to the Aschen Commander, this is about to get interesting."

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Control Deck,
FWSS HDS Donachie,
Cybran 101st Battlegroup (FWSS)
About 40,000 miles away from the Dreadnought


The great dreadnought, FWSS HDS Donachie pressed forwards with the entire Command staff of the Battlegroup onboard, many high ranking FWSS officers and commanders, along with two Admirals and three Fleet Admirals of the Cybran Navy. The Command Staff stood on the Command deck, looking out at the Aschen Fleet and the battle of which was going on. The entire Battlegroup was mainly Destroyers, battleships and a few transports, but there was four Dreadnoughts and five light Dreadnoughts.

The Admiral of the Battlegroup, Al'Rahem II sat in his command throne and gave the single order to fire at the Aschen. The locking systems engaged within mere seconds and the entire Battlegroup opened fire, with salvos far greater the what the old Iron Hand of Death had just launched.

"Shields online, operating at Battle Strength."
"Weaponry firing."
"Sir, do you with Command Farsight to drop down onto the planet and start a conquest?"
"No. Not yet."

The Admiral then opened up a link the Aschen, waiting on them to open it. He stood at the recorder, watching the screen, his crew watching carefully as the weapons opened another salvo, "Bring them hell."

The setting changes from The Aurora to Illumene

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#, as written by Zarhara
Val walked silently among the crowds she tracked the movements of the others as they walked she knew this had to be timed perfectly. If everything went correct this would be over in a matter of an hour or they would all be dead. She wore a long trench coat that had covered most of her body. The hard part had been getting past security but The contact had done his job.

In the distance an explosion was heard as a small freighters reactor overloaded. Suddenly alarms began to sound. Val watched the movements of the guards but something Crimson caught her eye. Who is that? She thought as she placed her hands on her dual plasma pistols. They were illegal here but everything she was about to do was illegal. Her face was covered by a white mask.

Pausing she moved through the crowd looking to see if the others were in position she looked back toward the crimson cowled woman and something clicked. She recognized her now that was the Divine Shadows body guard. Why would she be here? Was this a trap? She knew if they took her out it would be a great blow to the empire but was it going to be worth it? Val pondered this as she waited in moments they would attack she knew there was no turning back.