Friday, 8 May 2009

My Darkest Hour

Station: O94 Hephaestus
System: O94U-A
Region: Branch
Sovereignty: Wildly Inappropriate

-+- LSJV Surveillance Drone #023 -+-

Image of a Hulk approaching the LSJV Factory Outpost.

***Hyperion III - Hephaestus Docking Control - You are cleared for landing, maintain current course***
***Hyperion III please respond***
The Hulk starts to drift to Starboard.
***Hyperion III you have left the docking pattern - Hold current position***
-+- LSJV Surveillance Drone #012 -+-
Close up view of the Hulk, no signs of damage, still running at full power visibly drifting away from the hanger entrance.
***Hyperion III you have 5 seconds to stop engines - Please acknowledge***
***[Security Channel] Launch alert fighters - Notify Directorate & WI High Command***
-+- LSJV Fighter Drone A128 -+-
Hulk has not reduced speed and is on collision course with the station. Hanger doors can be seen closing as the fighter drone orbits the Hulk.
***[Local Channel] Sound of klaxons in the background - This is Hephaestus declaring an emergency - All WI ships please respond***
***Hyperion III unless you reverse course immediately we will be forced to open fire - Acknowledge***
***[Security Channel] Weapons free - Fire at will***
-+- LSJV Surveillance Drone #023 -+-
The fighter drones open fire, but far too late. The Hulk impacts with the station - a blinding flash causes the drone camera to blank out - through the expanding debris cloud the flashing lights of a Pod can be seen briefly before a shadow passes over the view - Static -+- Drone Feed Lost -+-
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-+- 094 Hephaestus Security Feed -+-
Newtonius Rex is sitting in an interview room, hands cuffed behind his back. Two men are stood in front of him talking.
'You have cancelled his clone contracts in the WI stations?'
'Yeah, but his medical clone is in Empire as far as we can tell.'
'No matter. Just strap him in a shuttle and set the self destruct.'
'We could just kill him now' Pulls out a hand gun.
'No, I have my orders'
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-+- LSJV Surveillance Drone #143 -+-
An Amarrian shuttle drifts into the distance until it is a golden speck, expands into a fiery flower then...nothing.