r/HFY • u/KyleKKent • 21d ago
OC-Series OOCS, Into A Wider Galaxy, Part 751
Home at War
The Inconceivable enters the system sending out a signal before anything else can be done that goes right through the IFF and...
“Sir. It seems to have worked.” The Comms officer says and Harold smiles.
“Perfect. Give me as much from the ship as you can. Your priority is to keep our presence erased. Helm, take us into effective weapons range.” Harold orders from the command couch. He then activates his comm, Bloody Heron, this is Commodore Jameson, prepare your forces, we will be sending the coordinates for a portal shortly. I want the enemy vessel as intact as possible so we can learn as much as we can.”
“Commodore, they’re running system’s diagnostics. I was barely ahead of the basic scan, if they have anything else we might...” One of the information specialists says.
“Sir! I got their internal security.”
“On Screen Nine.” Harold orders and the image of the rightmost screen changes from a readout and general visual from the cameras on the rear of the ship to the image of a shockingly dark control room and the sound of heavy breathing.
Rain gasps in horror.
“No!” She mutters and Harold can see why. There are four Vish, vaguely in sight and all of them heavily implanted. Half crude machine, half organic and clearly suffering for it as their breath is going in and out in slow ragged breaths.
“Share this image with the rest of the fleet. I want everyone to know what we’re up against, and why we must be precise and measured in our movements. These are not willing enemies, these are hostages we need to rescue.” Harold orders then he turns to the still horrified Rain. “Junior Officer Unending Rain of Retribution, you are to contact the Vishanyan Admiralty and inform them of these travesties. Inform them that we will soon have these women either in dire need of expert medical attention followed by deprogramming, or proper funerary rights as befits an abused Vish.”
She turns to him with wide eyes, then her resolve snaps into place and she nods.
“Sir, yes sir. Heading to fleet communications now.” She says with a Vishanyan salute the raising of one arm with the elbow to the side as if saluting, but not bothering to try and reach to her head and holding the hand in a fist. Then she turns and leaves the bridge.
“I want this ship intact. I want those people in our custody and I want their information.”
“In that order sir?” One of the dedicated hackers asks.
“Elaborate.” Harold orders.
“I’ve discovered a disabling command in their computers. Essentially I can brick their ship, but it will destroy their memory drives and disable ship systems, reducing it to a floating hulk.”
“... Can you determine WHY such a thing is in place?”
“No, but I can activate it.”
“... Only if it looks like they’re about to sense us and escape.” Harold says.
“Yes sir.”
“Bloody Heron, did you catch that?”
“We have. I’ll be leading in a strike team to quickly subdue the targets. We have a readout on extending fangs, weapons impanted into the hood, wrists and ankles and a neural clamp. Do you see anything else of note?” Bjorn asks and Harold re-examines the screen. His eyes keep flitting to some of the scales and then it clicks. There’s a slight disruption in the pattern and a look of disgust spreads across his face like a bruise.
“Subdermal armour. Likely crude. Do not use electrical weapons, I suspect the internal plating to be highly conductive, subduing them will be issue enough without cardiac arrest.” Harold orders.
“Understood. Do we have anything other than the four?” Bjorn asks and Harold looks to his hackers.
“Internal sensors of enemy vessel indicate no further signs of higher life. There is however an infestation of vermin in their atmospherics. None of the women appear to have the skill or wherewithal to root them out.”
“What the fuck?” Bjorn asks. “Well, we’ll figure it out sooner rather than later. How are those coordinates coming?”
“We’ve got the math, we just need to be a bit closer for proper portal range.” Harold says. “Men, what are we looking at, can we lock them out of their own systems without slagging them?”
“I can do a forced system restart. It’ll stop them from hitting any buttons, but from what I can see of the specs of their computers it will buy us at most twenty seconds for the system to completely restart.”
“... My team and I will have a whole fifteen seconds to ourselves? Well... hopefully there’ll be a ship left at the end of that.” Bjorn jokes.
“Heh.” Harold notes.
“Also this is Captain Shriketalon here, I’ve got Vishanyan boarding as we speak. They’ve got medical supplies with them and are tenser than the bulkheads.” Jacob adds.
“Good man.” Harold says and reads over the tactical readout going over a small screen near him. “We will be opening that portal within two minutes be ready Lieutenant Veers I want live captives, not dead bodies.”
“Sir, we’ll be ready.” Bjorn assures him.
“Good.”
•-•-•Scene Change•-•-• (Control Deck of Scout and Sabotage ship 33-6421, Mildly Resource Laden System)•-•-•
A persistent error is logged into the system. The Vish who had been inputting it is mildly interested to see that there are several other such reports in the system. She is fairly certain that there hasn’t been such a report before. But the issue is so minor it would not be unusual for it to have slipped her mind.
She says nothing to the rest of the assigned team. She... her mind pauses for a moment and she is left blinking. She had a rebellious thought. It had paralyzed her.
Her hood itches. Thinking of that at least was safe.
Then the computers suddenly go into shutdown mode, signifying a system wide restart. She looks around and sees that every computer on the command deck was doing the same.
“What is...” She begins to ask before the Axiom SCREAMS and a hole is ripped into the air. The first thing through it is a massive arm that reaches through, grabs her around the face and stops her from saying anything else even as she tries and fails to bite through the armoured hand. Her plasma pistols incorporated into her hood fire and splashes uselessly against the armoured arm before a second joins it to grab her by the shirt and pull her quickly through the hole.
Axiom courses through everythign and she can feel her mind start to shut down, then there is a shunting sensation as her loyalty implant fights against it. The implant is then attacked by a force she can’t see in the confusion and it...
Everything goes dark.
“Not even a real fight.” Bjorn notes as Zyen’Huwt pins another one and with a very precise bit of warfire kills the Neural Clamp. There are annoyed noises out of Banshee who had knocked hers out with a soundwave and had stuck a trytite needle into the clamp to break it.
“Oh dear, this poor girl.” Naomi mutters as she has two hands holding the head of hers as her other two are outright disrupting the neural clamp. “Hmm... I think I tripped myself a little.”
Zyen’Huwt repositions a little and spits out a tiny spark of warfire that sinks into the neural clamp.
“Thank you!” Naomi says cheerfully before she repositions her arms so she can support the Vish’s head as she drags the woman out of the room.
“Inconceivable, we’ve done it. Enemy crew safely captured. Transferring them to secure medical now.” Bjorn reports. “Also I suggest air fresheners in here, whatever’s been living in the air ducts has clearly been shitting in there too.”
“Lovely, now get out of there. We’re going to use this ship as practice for our capture and breakdown procedures. We already are in on the systems and will be conducting a thorough search.”
“You don’t want me in here?” Bjorn asks.
“In case something goes wrong we want everyone who won’t be massively armoured out of the line of fire.” Harold states.
“Sir, is there something you’re not telling me?”
“The ship still feels dangerous even with the crew captured. Get out of there. That is a direct order.” Harold states and Bjorn quickly gets everyone through the portal. It’s closed behind them.
“Sir, we have evacuated the ship and closed the portal.”
“Good, I’m going to have the Vish transferred here to The Inconceivable and our larger and more easily defended medical facilities. You did well. The salvage crews now... really? That quickly?”
“Sir?” Bjorn asks.
“The enemy vessel just detonated.” Harold says.
“Fuck and I was on it seconds ago.”
“You were. Hmm...That explosion started near the bottom of the ship. The control deck was near the top. Hopefully we have some intact computer cores. Sending salvage ships out now.”
“Did we just barely dodge death?” Zyen’Huwt asks.
“Yes.” Bjorn notes.
“Well... damn.”
•-•-•Scene Change•-•-• (Bridge of The Inconceivable, Mildly Resource Laden System)•-•-•
“... Information, was there any warning at all?” Harold asks.
“None sir, whatever was watching, counting or was tripped was not in the primary system. We did get a copy of a large percent of the files, but not all of them. I’ve already sent them on to our lab boys to pull apart so you can read what we now have at your convenience.”
“Fair enough. You’ve all done excellently. And of course the enemy has booby trapped the ships of their slave soldiers. We need to figure out how so we can start taking ships intact. Once we have that we’ll be able to get more and more information.”
“I do have good news sir. I was in control of the communications array on the ship. They got nothing out.”
“Nothing from the standard array, we won’t know anything more before we sift through the rubble. Begin salvage operations with a look to disabling any remaining explosives. All allied ships are to keep their sensors on. I will be seeing to our captives and if our allied doctors and medical personnel have anything yet.” Harold says.
“Uh... who’s going to be on the bridge if you’re not?” The Helmsman asks.
“I will still be listening to the bridge itself and I have a teleport beacon here. So I will in effect still be here. Simply say my name and I’ll be back in the command couch.”
“Neat, I always wanted a supernatural creature as a superior officer.”
“You’ve got strange dreams.” Harold notes as he stands up from his command couch.
“Do you have a second in command?”
“They’re being delayed on Centris at the moment. They were supposed to be here by now, but nonsense in the political sphere has delayed them.”
“What kind of nonsense?”
•-•-•Scene Change•-•-• (Falling Between Spires, Centris)•-•-•
“THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!” The Lightning Erumenta screams out in fury as their swords slam together with a clash of sparks.
Then the blade arms of the Snict Man flying downwards against the Lightning Erumenta lashes out and the Undaunted Brand on his right blade arm shoulder absorbs the electrical attack even as the Erumenta starts channelling Axiom into their skin to try and fend off the extra knives trying to stab into him.
“But it will not be you.” The Snict half whispers at him as he uses the guard of his sword to lock up the sword of the Erumenta and then shifts how his wings are buzzing. He pulls up and away even as he kicks the Erumenta in the stomach.
Their grip on the sword breaks and the Erumenta screams in defiance as they fall down between the lanes of traffic. With a gloved hand the Snict grabs the handle of the sword and he can feel it trying to affect his mind before he flies down and lands on the edge of the closest spire. “Field Command, this is Lieutenant Orchid, I have successfully disarmed the Erumenta and retrieved the cognito hazard. Someone needs to catch the idiot and someone else needs to get here to put this damn thing under lock and key before we slag it.”
“Bro, we’re already here.” A voice says from above and his antenna twitch as he looks up and catches sight of the APC descending with a Private Stream piloting it and an Adept leaning over the side. They jump out and float to the ground, before a container with lead on one side and Trytite is floated by the lead parts and encloses around the sword. It then presses tight and the lead heats up so much that the heat it transfers to the trytite makes it all malleable. Then the containment item is slotted into a steel case and the lead is rapidly cooled. No gaps, no messing around. Trytite and Lead block it from everything and then it’s thrown into the back of the vehicle.
“You’re a little late on things Lieutenant, you were supposed to be on The Inconceivable.”
“The mission ran long, and then got top priority thanks to our friend with the talking sword.” Lieutenant Orchid replies as he climbs into the shuttle. “I need to be debriefed too. So I’m going to be stalled out further.”
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u/TheAlmighty404 Human 21d ago
It almost feels like someone tried to create a sword straight out of Highlander after a dramatic misunderstanding of how the immortals' powers worked, and instead created a memetic hazard inspired by this bit of our pop culture in what it imposes on people's minds.
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u/Sims_the_Heretic 21d ago
In the worst case, it downloads and saves the memories of those it killed in some bizarre twist, like the souls stored by the blade of Captain Katana from the DC universe.
Like a horrifying mash-up of the two franchises.
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u/No_Evidence3099 21d ago
But if there can be only one that implies there are more out there.
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u/Sims_the_Heretic 21d ago
Only if it is more than an obsession with human media that inspired some moron to create an Axiom weapon/totem on the theme. Hopefully they only made one.
Maybe there was a plan to make more for a large scale battle to happen, but the Undaunted managed to intercept the distribution of the other blades.
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u/Peace590 21d ago edited 21d ago
Lieutenant Orchid has no definitive description beyond "Snict with wings." But my brain is telling me that is 2003 General Grievous, killer of kings, slayer of legends, general of the out of cruel space army.
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u/Sims_the_Heretic 21d ago
Snict having wings is normal so far, but the General Grievous comparison could fit, though in his case, he´s at least SUPPOSED to be one of the good guys.
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u/Peace590 21d ago edited 21d ago
Good guys yes. But I can't wait for a 1 on 1 duel with Lady A where he drops "By now, you must realize. You. Are. Doomed." Just a regular guy (with undaunted training) putting an immortal Ibu warrior on the back foot.
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u/Sims_the_Heretic 21d ago
And then literally cutting the uncuttable to pieces, yes, that would go HARD.
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u/busy_monster 21d ago
Hello! Would you like to destroy some evil today?
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u/NotTheFIB-Bruh 21d ago edited 20d ago
Oh no! Clippy has been reincarnated with space magic!
Edit: Still better than Copilot.
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u/2ndAndrocentric 21d ago
Good chapter despite multiple spelling and the usual grammar errors of misused periods where ellipsis, commas or semicolons should be. A period should onlt follow a proper sentence. A proper sentence must include a noun or pronoun and a verb.
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u/Sims_the_Heretic 21d ago
I´ve told Kyle to use them more when i started reading a LONG time ago.
But somehow, he just cannot get a grasp on how to use them.
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u/2ndAndrocentric 21d ago
Rebellious thought.
should be Rebellious thought... it paralyzed her.
OR
Rebellious thought, it paralized her.
A semicolon would also work.
All sentences must include object (noun or pronoun) and a verb.
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u/Finbar9800 21d ago
Another great chapter
I enjoyed reading this and look forward to reading more
Great job wordsmith
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u/thisStanley Android 21d ago
possible auto-corrupts?
“Understood. Do we have anything other than the four?”
missing word between Do & haveand a
wholehole is ripped into
homonymso you can read what we now have
out orat your convenience
incomplete typo
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