Universal War

Year 2755

Earth has been at war for over two centuries with the Hatarii Empire a race of reptile looking aliens from the far fringes of the Milky Way galaxy. If not for the Vengaian's who made their way to Earth in time to warn them of the coming war all would have been lost. Now the Earth Force has recently pushed the Hatarii back out of the Sol system and Earth has been colonizing the system in defense. 



Races:
1. Human : native to Earth have recently begun colonizing Sol as well as wandering the galaxy now as well.

2. Hatarii : Reptile warlike race that has for the last 200 years sought to conquer Earth. Their appearance is large usually 7 feet in height and 400lbs in weight with scaly skin in shades of green...brown...and some yellow. Their society is a monarchy similar to ancient Rome. 

3. Vegari : A short race with blue tinted skin with large black eyes and little to no hair. When the Hatarii invaded their home system their spies found out the Hatarii's true destination they sent a scout ship ahead to warn the Human race...they had spent centuries studying them and felt like they had potential to beat the Hatarii and should be given notice.

4. Kuru : A race of large bulky creatures who excel at trading/bartering. Appearance is stocky with yellowish tinged skin and a small trunk on their face where a nose would usually be.

5. Furlongs : A race of short beings around 3-3 1/2 feet tall that usually wear heavy cloaks with hoods, scavengers by nature usually found on various trading spots.

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Technology :

Starships : Freighters....Fighters...Luxury Craft...Capitol Ships

Earth Ships : All ships need to have Earth based names such as ( London Class Freighter The Big Ben) no made up names you have to use English names/language

Hatarii and other alien races : use the same classes but names can be made up.

Sol solar system near Pluto

The sleek lined freighter the Illusive Shadow drops out of hyper space with a pair of small ships in tow. Their cannons alight with the repetitive fire as they zero in on the freighter. Aboard one Damyan Sandwalker the pilot and owner of said ship frantically works to dodge the small pair. Keying up the com he begins broadcasting..."this is Damyan Sandwalker pilot of the Texas Class Freighter the Illusive Shadow...if anyone is out there send help got two damn reptiles on my butt."

Shutting the com off in time to narrowly dodge another volley he can only hope and pray help comes soon. As a narrow blast veers off to the left he begins to wonder why his top cannon is not working. "Groon...why are we not returning fire?"

Groon a Vegarian by race and his partner answers back across the intercom. Damyan explodes in anger,"what in the hell do you mean you took them offline...get them going or have you not noticed the two Hatarii ships attacking us....what do you mean you thought I was just flying drunk...no I don't care about your goatee you're trying to grow, I told you those pills were a bad idea...now FIX MY GUN!!!"

Silence follows as the thunderous echo of the top cannon begins to belch out blast after blast. Damyan relaxes a bit still on the throttle but relieved a bit as his partner enters the cockpit. Like most of his race he is short with a bluish tinge to his skin, and he is hairless except for a patch of silver hair around his chin he walks in stroking.
Damyan shakes his head,"why you would want a goatee without a chin is beyond me...now keep quiet I'm hoping we get some relief soon."

Diane pulled the rope her brother was hanging upside down from and watched as he swung unexpectedly across the room upside down then flipped off of the rope and landed next to a pair of feet sticking out from under a jet.

Peter grinned and said "Hey Lib? How much longer?" One of the feet raised up and kicked him in the knee. "Oww!" "When I tell you that's how much longer! It would be easier if someone hadn't broken the shifter and burnt the clutch out!" Peter smirked then started to whistle and slink towards the exit just as Clark enters the room.

"What happened to my plane?" He sees Peter and jumps in front of him. "Where are you going little brother? I don't suppose you would know anything about this do you?" Clark had a menacing look and Peter caved.

"Okay, I borrowed it and I had a little accident on the landing." Clark glares at him and yells for his youngest sister. "Libby are you under there?" She raises a leg and wiggles a foot. "I'm here!" came the muffled reply. "Almost done!" Another few seconds and she slides out and grabs a rag to wipe her hands off.

"All finished Clark, I even got that oil change in you wanted." Giving Peter a tilt of her head she reported the damage she had repaired and wiped the oil off of one leg and the side of her neck. "I am billing you for the clothes bug boy. I wasn't expecting to ruin my new shorts outfit the first time I wore it." "It's too revealing anyway. You should stay in overalls." Peter said mischieviously.

Diane heard the phone and went to grab it as Clark climbed into the  plane to move it. Peter gave Libby some cash and went to hug her. "Thanks, now I have to go change." "Really sis, overalls! They cover everything! Fewer guys for Clark and I to have to beat up!" Libby snorted with laughter. Guys never asked her out. They were too embarrassed that she knew more about electronics and engines than they did. Peter grinned, he knew she had no clue how she looked to other guys.Clark walked up to him and turned to see what he was grinning about. He nodded, "She is totally clueless." He said and Peter nodded. "Totally."

Damyan continues to dodge the barrage os fire until a shot hits home rupturing the hull in the cargo hold, acting quickly he seals off the ship cursing loudly until his com beeps to life.

"Are you still in need of assistance...if so bank your ship hard right now and fly straight ahead."

Without thinking Damyan banks the ship hard right the sounds of Groon cursing in the background as he tumbles through the ship makes Damyan grin. As he throttles down hard the Illusive Shadow's engines roar loud and thunderous as they blast forward to a sight unseen in many a year. Coming from behind Neptune's dark side is a massive Dreadnought, built by Russia these behemoths were tasked to defending Earth at all cost...ten were built originally in space because they were too large to be built on the ground. 

Damyan looks wide eyed, "damn...thought the last one of those blew up in the last assault on Earth..." Before he can say anything the ships forward turrets open fire sending a massive wave of energized plasma annihilating the pair of fighters chasing him.

"...there you're safe again...now we do not recognize your ship's markings and need you to dock before we can allow you to continue further into the system."

A trio of October Class Fighters exit the Dreadnought and begin escorting them aboard.

"Hey Groon, need you to do two things...first put some damn pants on and second hide the special cargo...and not under your bed like last time...still have the scar from the brawl on Arcturus." he then gets to his feet and goes to grab his gear.

Libby went inside and grabbed the phone as it rang. Her commander had her orders and she wrote something on her hand. Hanging up she bit her lip in worry. Libby rushed through her shower and grabbed her gear and packed it as quickly as she could. Tossing her bag into her jeep she drove back to the far auto and air shop. Finding her siblings there she told them of her orders and she hugged them with excitement and hurried back into her jeep and headed towards the military base and her future.

The next morning the carrier had landed somewhere near the Ukraine and Russian border. Some guy was banging on her door and shouting about needing repairs. She got up swung her hair into a ponytail and opened the door and walked out

 The lieutenant didn't know what to make of the young woman. She was wearing cutoff shorts that barely covered her behind and did nothing to hide her long legs. She was wearing a tank top with a military shirt open over it.  Obviously she had just been awakened from her slumber and she grabbed her military ball cap and pulled her hair through the back of it.  "What's broken?"

Making a quick stop in his cabin Damyan changes into a fresher shirt and jeans, tugging on a pair of well worn boots and a old leather flight jacket from his military days, strapping on a pair of plasma pistols  he heads for the ramp. As he does he can't help but laugh when he sees his partner join him dressed in a loud Hawaiian shirt and shorts with black socks and sandals. Leaning down to Groon he chuckles as he speaks, "you know this ain't a tourist stop." 

Knowing Groon won't care they exit their ship to be greeted by armed guard. After about a three minute argument about why Damyan won't surrender his weapons a Lieutenant joins them waving the guards away.

"Sorry about that...your credentials came back clean, well clean enough...the Admiral awaits us if you will please follow me."

Damyan ha a slight grimace cross his face wondering if this is the same one, but then figures he had to be retired by now as they follow behind.

Three hours later Libby crawls out from under the hood of the carrier plane and jumps to the ground muttering about proper maintenance. She gives the pilot a thumbs up and he revs the engine to life and she bows and trudges back into the carrier going towards her quarters.

The lieutenant offered her breakfast and she smiled and took him up on it. Afterwards, he walked her back to her door and she smiled and went inside not giving him a chance. She chuckled, she wasn't as stupid as her brothers thought she was.

Libby was rewarded with another medal for work in the field. She tossed it into her keepsake box in her things and smiled. Libby grabbed her things and departed the carrier. She couldn't wait to get back to space. It had been almost six months since she left it.

She got aboard the freighter and went to her cabin. Libby waited until they were out of the atmosphere and then she went to check out her equipment. She was disappointed and glad she would be to her new destination soon.

They arrived on Jupiter's moon Europa more quickly than she expected and she anxiously departed with a wave to her pilot. NASA had discovered life on Europa long ago but Libby hadn't ever met any of them til now.

Libby heard a familiar voice and she turned to see her friend Trevor. They had gone to school together a long time ago. She hadn't seen him since. 

"Liberty Bell!" He picked her up and laughed. "You look good, what have you been doing?" He put an arm around her shoulders like a big brother and pulled her towards the building. They talked til late into the night and she crawled into her bunk exhausted but happy to know someone from home.

Damyan follows the lieutenant into the large mess hall where he is greeted by the one man he did not want to see aboard the ship, Admiral Rand...the same one who tried to get him court marshaled. After taking a seat but refusing and food or drink the Admiral a grey haired man with a over sized belly begins.

"Of all the people in the galaxy I had to save your miserable hide...should have had my gunners shoot you as well. Now as to your ship, its markings match one that blasted its way out of Turiq in the Alpha Centauri sector two cycles ago. Care to enlighten me?"

Damyan locks eyes with the man his hatred for him not hidden,"I have no clue as to what you're talking about. I'm on a simple delivery mission of supplies for the Earth rebuild."

"I highly doubt that, I know you are a smuggler just like your thieving father who I enjoyed kicking out of the military." the Admiral snaps in reply.

"Prove it fat man!" Damyan quips getting to his feet. "Either say what you're going to or end this charade and let me get on with my business!"

As Damyan yells a timid looking officer enters and whispers to the Admiral then leaves. The Admiral gets to his feet, "your ship is clean, you're free to leave...but know this I won't protect you again."

With a quick snap in his step Damyan and Groon return to their ship but notice the damage from earlier is a lot more severe than first thought. Cursing under his breath after seeing the engine damage they get on board and leave the docking port. 

Now flying towards Europa he activates his com..."This is the freighter Illusive Shadow...I'm in need of repairs, any chance you can squeeze me in?" 
A minute passes until a voice tells him where to land when he arrives.

Libby waves her arms to direct the pilot into the bay. She is wearing her normal cutoffs and tank top to work in despite the protests from her superiors. The ponytail, cap and boots are the only military thing about her. 

She climbs onto the Illusive Shadow a little like a monkey or a mountain climber and pulls her toolbox up via the rope tied to her waist. Libby sees the captain leave the ship but pays him no mind as she sees the damage and calls over her two way for parts and starts to remove the damaged ones dropping them to the ground. 

She lowers her toolbox down to accept new parts that she can pull up. After about twenty minutes she climbs down and walks to the equipment bay. "Trevor? Where is that last part?" Irritated, she walks past the aisles until she finds the one she was looking for. Libby grabs the part and practically glides up the side of the ship and climbs into the side of it to piece it back together. Climbing out of it she tests the pieces and approves them. 

Trevor comes staggering out of the equipment bay bleeding and holding his chest. Climbing down she sees this as others start to fall and an attack is launched at the base. "Trevor!" As Libby starts to run to help she is cut off by gunfire.

Damyan takes cover behind a pallet of strong boxes along side him Groon as well. Taking a peek he sees one of the officers escape back into the bay where he left the Shadow. Looking the other way he sees three scavengers, since Earth was ravaged these scavengers have become a plague throughout the entire system.
He draws his pair of plasma pistols and motions for Groon to draw only he almost gives away their position when he sees the cannon his partner brought. As he begins firing on the scavengers he drops one immediately. Looking over at Groon in time to see his cannon open fire and launch Groon backwards ten feet and out  the door back into the ship bay. Having no time to check on him Damyan's military training kicks in and in a blur of motion he covers the distance between himself and the two remaining scavengers. Drawing a long curved knife from his boot he becomes a whirl if bladed death as the first one falls grasping his throat as blood gushes out and around his hands. The second tries to flee only to have Damyan catch him snapping his neck with his bare hands. As the body falls he stands there a blood mad rage on his face as several lines on glowing red marks almost like stripes cover his face as his breathing is ragged and heavy.

Outside the equipment bay Groon gets to his feet picking his cannon up cursing something in his native language he begins to head back into the other room when he stops and sniff the air.

Seeing that her line of escape had been cut off she turned tail and ran into the ship and climbed into the turrets and began to fire on the enemy. She became more enraged as she watched more of her comrades fall. The Scavengers are raiding the base as they kill. There seems to be a larger amount then usual. 

One of the scavengers managed to get onto the ship and she planted her blade into him as he passed the turret entrance. She closed the ship doors and continued on in the turret. She heard something wrong with the hyper drive. It was sizzling and she got down and went to inspect it before it caught fire. 

She hadn't realized she still had a large wrench attached to her belt loop and she wielded it as she went through the ship to the hyper drive. It was sparking all over the place so she pulled the imperfect part out and replaced it with one from her toolbox.

Damyan hears Groon yell out and he goes to running back towards his ship. AS he rounds the corner he sees another set of scavengers trying to board his ship as he notices the ship turrets raining hot plasma down on a large group heading their way. 
"Groon...did you screw up the guns again? If so good job." Damyan yells only to see Groon hold up his hands in a I have no clue gesture. Figuring he needs to get aboard he makes a run for the hatch as Groon now braced against a wall fires repeated blasts into the scavengers.

Running up the ramp he overrides the lock on the door and dives inside. As he does only honed reflexes makes him narrowly dodge the long slender knife as the whine from his pistol cuts the threat short. He then begins to search his ship.

Libby hears footsteps and raises her wrench, getting ready to whack the scavenger silly. She steps into the person's sight as she brings down her big wrench heavily and only his quick movement kept it from hitting his head. Unfortunately, his shoulder was not so lucky. Her kick to the groin was not misguided and he buckled and grabbed her around the waist as he fell so she landed in a kicking heap half underneath him.

Libby hears his voice and realizes that it is the captain of the ship. She looks at his face and her eyes go wide in surprise. "I'm so sorry, I thought you were another of the scavengers on board." 

Libby disentangles herself from him as he sits up carefully. She goes back to the turrets to check on the battle and she sees the scavengers have completely taken over this level of the base and she runs down to the cockpit. "We have to get out of here!" Sliding into the copilot seat she looks at the controls and is trying to remember how they all work. The captain slid into his seat.

Damyan agreeing with her then yells out GROON and runs back to the hatch, opening it in a hurry he leans out grabbing the small Vegarian by the shirt collar hauling him inside. He then yells to the girl in the cockpit to go and in a hurry. After a minute or so the ship hasn't moved he makes his way to the cockpit to she the girl trying different switches. Without thinking he dives in the Captains chair hitting the launch sequence in a blur. 
The Illusive Shadow roars to life as they begin to ascend he hears Groon shout their on the hull as he looks out to see one right in front of his view screens. "Everyone hold on going to flip us for a second." The ship does a full barrel roll as the scavengers fall off. 
Damyan looks over at her, "okay first off thanks for helping save my ship...but who in the hell are you?"

Libby looks at him for a second and says, "I'm your mechanic. Oh, and by the way I had just fixed the problem with your hyperdrive just before I whacked you with my wrench." She grins a little and looks towards the entrance to the cockpit to see a vengarian  in a hawaiian shirt, pair of shorts with black socks and sandals come in. Her eyes widened and she tried very hard not to laugh at his attire.

Damyan sees her holding back a laugh at the sight of his partner, "that's Groon, seems he has a fondness for some 20th century show he found on the UniNet...think it was Magnum something or another...now do you have a name or do I call you mechanic the whole trip?"

Libby looks at him and smiles, "Well my parents named me Liberty Belle, but the Space Force calls me Sargent Lee and my friends and family call me Libby. And what is your name?"

"The names Damyan Sandwalker," he pauses to put in the coordinates for Luna, Earth's moon. "Hope you like the moon above Earth its our next stop."
He engages the drives as he leans back in his seat he hears Groon curse something in his native language and he turns to see him sprouting hair all over his body, none of it the same color. Damyan bursts out laughing, "I warned you about those pills you bought in a bar on Alpha Centaui Prime."

"Wait, aren't we going to stick around and see if we can help here? Shouldn't we call for help?" Before he answers she looks down and sees the base is on fire and there is nothing left but scavengers leaving the base.

Her eyes well up with tears and she leaves the cockpit and heads towards the galley. She washes her face and dries it with a towel. She realizes that everyone she knew there was dead. The base would be reported as a total loss and her family would think her dead as would the military. She also realized that she had no possessions and that was a more pressing matter as space is cold and she was in short shorts.

"Damyan? Are there any extra pants on board that I can wear?"

As the Shadow breaks the atmosphere and enters space Damyan heads to his cabin pulling out a worn cardboard box and hands it to Libby. "If there is anything aboard the ship to fit you it'll be in that box...and I know your base was a total loss and you were thinking to fight or get help...but let me make something clear...I'm not military anymore and the only thing in my priority list is survival no matter what okay."
He leaves her with the box and goes to the fridge grabbing a couple bottles of water and a purplish looking exlir with the name Groon on it. Damyan hands her a bottle of water then heads back to the cockpit.

Libby opens the box to find a couple of pair of women's pants two sizes too big in the waist and two inches too short. Before doing anything else she takes the box into an empty cabin and closes the door. Pulling the pants out she looks for a hem in the length and lets it down to the full length of the pants. She pulls the pants on tossing her shorts on the bed. She looks for anything else in the box that might be of use to her and she finds some T-shirts that are very large and she takes them out, biting her lip she sees a long sleeved shirt of a warmer material that she grabs and slides it on over her tank top. This one is a man's shirt and she is comfy in it.

Slipping her boots  back on she leaves the box open and grabs the belt out of it. the belt barely fits as it is so long. She sets it on the tightest hole and wraps the rest of it nearly all the way around her. Shaking her head in disbelief she leaves the rest there and pulls her cap off of her head and picks up her toolbox and pulls out a dirty hairbrush. Taking it into the bathroom she scrubs the oils and dirt out of it and then pulls her hair down and brushes it. Once she is satisfied with her appearance she sits down and thinks about what Damyan said and what that meant for her if she stayed aboard his ship.

Walking back into the cockpit she opens her water and asks, "Why are we going to Luna?"

Damyan leans back in his chair flipping through the star charts wasting time, his mind obviously not there as it flashes back ten years gone to his time in the military,when Libby walks in.  it snaps him back to reality, "I have a few deliveries on Luna to make is all. Then I can drop you wherever you wish."

"Thanks for the clothes by the way." She leans against the door frame and says. "I can get word to my family that I am alright. I'm not sure I want to go back to the military. You are a smuggler I heard. Is that true?" He nodded and she continued, "So you come and go wherever you want to and do what you want? Right? I would assume that you might need a mechanic from time to time."

"Well smuggler is kinda of a harsh term...I prefer a pilot with entrepreneurial ideas. But you're right no one tells me what to do or where to go, I'm free to go as I please." Damyan answers lookng out the view screen to see Luna in the distance.

"As to a mechanic...I have Groon...wait never mind, I forgot about his taking my guns offline during a fight. I might could use one...are you saying you don't want to be dropped off?"

Libby smiles and says, "I joined the military to learn and go out into space and explore and so far I've barely left the planet. It's been 5 years and I've gone nearly nowhere. So if it's okay with you I'll stay a while. I just need some clothes and to send a message to a friend who can get word to my family."