<center><i>Though the mills of God grind slowly,
yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience He stands waiting,
with exactness grinds He all.</i>
<b>H. W. Longfellow</b></center>
Berandis ke Teldan stood staring out of the windows of his apartment overlooking Onyx. A beautiful sight. Though no comparision for the beauty of his homeworld, Adumar.
<i>"Or at least it's old beauty,"</i> he thought angrily.
He still ground his teeth at the thought of what had happened to his homeworld. They had been a member of The Tholatin Republic, a peaceful republic that was suddenly and viciously attacked by the forces of that demon Kyric Zen. Luckily for Berandis he hadn't been on the planet at the time and he wasn't struck by that devasting scourge which Zen's allies, the Black Dragon Empire, called The Phage. It had destroyed all life on the planet and rendered it next to uninhabitable. When all the life on the planet had died, the oxygen levels had plummeted because of all the decomposing bacteria, and without any plant life oxygen wasn't replenished and a greenhouse effect had occured.
Farfalen had made an effort to resettle the planet, though the idea made Berandis feel sick. He could just imagine people living in the houses of so many of his dead friends and relatives, Ariena, Peladic, Tromer and so many more. Farfalen and the Black Dragon Empire had commited a crime that was on the level of the most horrific crimes that the Empire had committed. Adumar had joined Cammas and Alderaan in the list of dead worlds in the galaxy and it made him burn up inside that the planet had recceived none of the attention that those planets had received. Nearly every day you could flip on the holonet and hear something about Alderaan or Cammas, but not even a peep about Adumar.
Berandis looked at the comm unit lying on the table near him. He was waiting for a call from his friend and fellow refugee Somer ke Deljax. Somer was the head of the Adumari Refugee Organization and he was petitioning the Onyxian Commonwealth Senate to mount an effort to retake Adumar. If Somer suceeded, Berandis had no doubt that his ship <i>Tower</i> would be one of the ships assigned to the task.
Suddenly a buzz sounded from his comlink and he grabbed it and held it up to his ear to listen to the message from Somer, a slow smile formed on his face as Somer continued to speak. At last, retribution.
<center>****</center>
The Stealth Intruder, <i>Voyageur</i> dropped out of space on the outskirts of the Adumar system. With full stealth systems engaged it was undetectable as it slowly approached the system and began to passively scan the system identifying the forces on location. At three other points in the system three of her sister ships, <i>Moonshadow, Cloud and Buzzard</i> began similar scans. The trap was ready and waiting. All that it needed was the final information on the fleet dispositions.
<center>****</center>
<i>"Come on, come on..."</i>
Berandis rocked forwards and backwards on his chair waiting for the mission to begin. Around him silently floated other vessels of the Onyxian Commonwealth fleet.
"Any word from the intruders yet?" Berandis asked.
"No sir." replied his comm officer. The perfect image of professionality and patience despite his captain asking the question for the fifth time.
<i>"...come on..."</i>
yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience He stands waiting,
with exactness grinds He all.</i>
<b>H. W. Longfellow</b></center>
Berandis ke Teldan stood staring out of the windows of his apartment overlooking Onyx. A beautiful sight. Though no comparision for the beauty of his homeworld, Adumar.
<i>"Or at least it's old beauty,"</i> he thought angrily.
He still ground his teeth at the thought of what had happened to his homeworld. They had been a member of The Tholatin Republic, a peaceful republic that was suddenly and viciously attacked by the forces of that demon Kyric Zen. Luckily for Berandis he hadn't been on the planet at the time and he wasn't struck by that devasting scourge which Zen's allies, the Black Dragon Empire, called The Phage. It had destroyed all life on the planet and rendered it next to uninhabitable. When all the life on the planet had died, the oxygen levels had plummeted because of all the decomposing bacteria, and without any plant life oxygen wasn't replenished and a greenhouse effect had occured.
Farfalen had made an effort to resettle the planet, though the idea made Berandis feel sick. He could just imagine people living in the houses of so many of his dead friends and relatives, Ariena, Peladic, Tromer and so many more. Farfalen and the Black Dragon Empire had commited a crime that was on the level of the most horrific crimes that the Empire had committed. Adumar had joined Cammas and Alderaan in the list of dead worlds in the galaxy and it made him burn up inside that the planet had recceived none of the attention that those planets had received. Nearly every day you could flip on the holonet and hear something about Alderaan or Cammas, but not even a peep about Adumar.
Berandis looked at the comm unit lying on the table near him. He was waiting for a call from his friend and fellow refugee Somer ke Deljax. Somer was the head of the Adumari Refugee Organization and he was petitioning the Onyxian Commonwealth Senate to mount an effort to retake Adumar. If Somer suceeded, Berandis had no doubt that his ship <i>Tower</i> would be one of the ships assigned to the task.
Suddenly a buzz sounded from his comlink and he grabbed it and held it up to his ear to listen to the message from Somer, a slow smile formed on his face as Somer continued to speak. At last, retribution.
<center>****</center>
The Stealth Intruder, <i>Voyageur</i> dropped out of space on the outskirts of the Adumar system. With full stealth systems engaged it was undetectable as it slowly approached the system and began to passively scan the system identifying the forces on location. At three other points in the system three of her sister ships, <i>Moonshadow, Cloud and Buzzard</i> began similar scans. The trap was ready and waiting. All that it needed was the final information on the fleet dispositions.
<center>****</center>
<i>"Come on, come on..."</i>
Berandis rocked forwards and backwards on his chair waiting for the mission to begin. Around him silently floated other vessels of the Onyxian Commonwealth fleet.
"Any word from the intruders yet?" Berandis asked.
"No sir." replied his comm officer. The perfect image of professionality and patience despite his captain asking the question for the fifth time.
<i>"...come on..."</i>