Alliance Vs Dominion (Nekrosilisk88 x amaya)

[amaya]

Prologue

World wasn't any more like people thought it in 20th century, it's Borders spread widely beyond the sky out the space. The ideologies changes and the technology reached its zenith. Wars occurred and the people divided in deferent groups, raising up their power two of those groups become the most powerful Alliance and the Dominion. The lack of habitable planets made those wars increasing as both groups were fighting over the few uninhabited planets there were. The truth was Alliance and the Dominion had not many differences, as every being in each colony was different, the only thing that made them unlike was the way in which they ruled. Alliance were working together, as they differences should unite them and make the stronger against those who were fighting against them. On the other hand Dominion were ruled by a imperialistic state that would own everything that was in that colony. Although both seek habitable planets, the meaning and cause to each colony was different.

Both colonies where under war for many years, children grow up around those believes and were more dedicated to that war thinking their party was the correct one. Lately it was know new system had been discovered with a great amount of habitable planets, droving both groups closer to that new word to conquer. A lot of shooting and two pilots ships were seeing above this nearby planet. The one of those was a member of the Alliance, she grow up at the colony and all her life she was trained to become one of their best fighters. Although she was young a new, her knowledge were outnumbered and was a strong rival.

Chapter One: The meeting
As she crashed the young pilot was blacked out for some minutes before she understood what was happing. She opened her eyes, a bit confused and stood up trying keeping her balance. She fixed her Alliance outfit, consists of a black bra top with a white outline, black tight sweater on top that exposes her stomach, with a white large stripe on each sleeve, outlined a symbol "A" that was standing for Alliance and For her bottoms, she wears white leather pants and black riding boots and black and white fingerless gloves. She walked through the pilot system and open the door to land at a new planet, she thought she was alone. She never knew what the future was holding for her.​

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Derek cursed as he fought to control his interceptor. That last shot has shorted out his maneuvering jets, and crippled one of his engines. He was spiraling out of control, and heading towards the planet they'd been fighting over. He brought up his comms and tried to hail for rapid recovery. "This is second petty officer Derek Rivers, calling for immediate recovery. i have lost all maneuverability."

The return call was broken up in to static ridden bits, the ass had gotten his comms too great. "..peat comra...sage un...ear... dentify an... blem." He was just about howling in frustration, but he knew he need to keep a clam head if he was going to get out of this in one piece. "I repeat mayday. This is second petty officer Derek Rivers. I need immediate retrieval. I have no maneuverability."

Nothing came back. He swore vehemently. He was almost in atmosphere, and he still hadn't manage to stabalize. if he came in to sharp he'd burn off before he reached the surface, too shallow, and who knows where in space he'd end up after he rebounded. He didn't have any choice, if he didn't do this, he was dead any way, channeling to the emergency systems, he began channeling his reserve air supply into back up jets. With a little luck he got himself stabilized and on a decent entry angle.

As he hit atmosphere he could feel the turbulence rocking his ship. at least now he had the use of his wings, and he could maintain control of his craft. They were trained as space fighters, but most of that training was done in atmo. It wasn't until you had proven you could handle your ship that they let you fly in space. He knew he was coming in hot, but with out his engines there wasn't much he could do but crash land. Anyone who saw him coming down in the atmosphere would see a blazing orange streak swerving through the sky as he banked to lose speed.

As he neared the ground, he leveled out. He was lucky and had come down over a wide open plain. his ship skimmed across the surface like a stone skipping across a lake, before a wing caught and dug itself into the ground., burying half the ship with it. Once it had stopped moving, and the computers told him the skin temperature was cool enough to touch, he blew the canopy off and crawled out.

He had his helmet on, and everything was sealed. The gold visor looked menacing when combined with the red and black of his flight suit. Largely form fitting, it had minimal armor. A small plate on his hsins, and upper arms, and bit of armoring for his chest, shoulders and neck. he scanned the horizons, and pulled up the suits internal computer for and atmospheric reading.

 

[amaya]

As the door opened the Girl from the Alliance colony took a look where her ship had landed, she had no memory of how the crashed happened and how she ended up in the ground. She could see the ship was broken, so flying was not a option, she walked back at the pilot system and tried to recover it. But it looked dead,she found the restart button,it would lose the coordinates, maps and all sort of data, but could ensure her to be back in the air. But that couldn't work either, cause the power supplies where damaged. "Damn doesn't work either" she whispered to herself. After trying any option and seeing she had nothing left, she thought what to do next.

Soon she graped her guns and placed them in her waistband, that was attached around her hips not centralized as the right part was lower from the other. She grounded at the new planed as the atmosphere was filled with oxygen (O2) and she could breath not needing any equipment. "I could take a look, what this place looks like" she whispered at herself as she closed the ships door and looked at the sky. It was a strange planet and looked silent and calm. Of course she had no idea what would she met there,and how she would get back to her base, but for now exploring the area around her sounded as a great idea.

She looked at her ship one last time disappointed as she thought she should do her best not to let the crash occur. She lend her hand on the ships dark blue walls and rubbed it "What did I do wrong?" she tried to remember, but everything was blank again. She sighed as she removed her hands and turned around to walk over the area.
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[Nekrosilisk88]

Derek breathed a sigh of relief. The atmo treading came back as positive for sustenance. It was on the high end for oxygen, and a few other elements, but it was breathable. with his filters he might last long enough to get a message out to the terraforming fleet when they got here. Assuming they were looking for survivors, in all likelihood he'd been marked as KIA. He switched from his tanks to filtration. There was a faint hiss of air as hoses disconnect and retracted back into the tank. The filters would keep the O2 levels at normal, and filter out the harmful chemicals.

He opened the side compartment on his ship, and pulled out his pistol. It was a 9mm. Good mix of stopping power and portability. He pulled up a radar array in his visor. It was set to find water, his main priority, but it was also picking up something else. He started towards the large blip. As eh got closer, he could see it was an alliance, craft, but he couldn't see the pilot. He pulled his side arm, and held it ready for use.

 

[amaya]

The alliance pilot was around the ship, in a place not visible to the rival pilot. Her guns were two Desert Eagle, she was having them around her waist. She didn't pulled any weapon yet out as she was trying to select the basic info and if she could live in that place before she would discovered in a good or bad way. She was watching as much as she could in the new planet, as everything made her feel it would nice opportunity find out about that place. Everything felt so fake and unreal in that place. but she would like to try met that world.

She was walking now at a place where the Dominion pilot could be seen. She heard a noise that was noticeable close to her, truth were she couldn't still see anything as she pulled on of her weapons off and raised her hand holding that weapon searching the area.​

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

The dominion pilot looked at the alliance craft briefly before stepping in close. He couldn't see the Alliance Pilot anywhere, so he assumed they must be off somewhere else at the moment, or possibly dead. He rubbed his hand against the scorched ID number on the craft's side. His eyes went wide as he realized what whose ship this belonged to. This was the pilot that had gotten that lucky shot on him as he toom them out.

Stepping back with surprise, He pulled his 9mm, and gripped it in both hands. For now, the muzzle was aimed at the ground, but he was ready to bring it bear on a seconds notice. His eyes scanned the environment as he slowly stepped back towards the woods. Something in his gut told him the pilot wasn't dead, and he sure as hell didn't want to be near here when they showed up.

 

[amaya]

The female pilot was still searching around the area as she could notice that no other life organism was around. She thought she had to run back at her ship and take the equipment to move around. She was still holding the gun in her hands. But as she as she was heading back she could noticed an figure close to her ship. She raised her Desert Eagle gun and walked towards to the figure. As she was approaching and covering her body behind some trees.

She could see the male pilot holding with his both hands the 9mm. She gazed him in angry way "what a surprise.." she said in cold voice "What does a Dominion want on this parts?... have you lately had a death wish" she yelled in tone of irony. She tried to trigger the gun as she was aiming at him.​

 

[Nekrosilisk88]

Derek drew his gun to bear, noticing her pulling the trigger just in the nick of time. Dropping to the side in a roll, the bullet hit the tree where his shoulder had been but a moment ago. Coming out of the roll, he drew a bead on her once more, and pulled the trigger. He was aiming high, and he knew it. Right at the moment he wasn't trying to hit her exactly, just buy enough time to get into cover.

As soon as the shot was off, he was moving in a low scramble for a large rock. His heart was racing as he took cover behind it. "I had to crash land because you got a lucky shot off. And unfortunately I'm somewhat stranded at the moment, unless your radios working and we can get a retrieval team down here." His voice was being run through a synthesizer, so all she could hear was the digitized voice, that didn't even resemble his own."

 

[amaya]

Amaya felt the bullet hitting higher from where she was, she was surprised he hadn't hit her. She knew he could easy aim for her. Everything went on real fast, her heart beat was raising as she tried to cover herself. She could hear his voice and pause to listen at him. She stop shooting and relpied at him back "I'll come out so we can talk, seems we're both stacked her , so don't shoot. " she said with a cold voice. She stood on her feet slowly revealing her female figure to him. She didn't know if her choice was correct but there was no other way to escape.

She walked towards him as he was close to that large rock. She tried to cover herself in case he would trigger his gun. "My radio works not, basically all the ship is dead,nothing works. I cannot reset it either." she explained to him as she could now looking him from closer."what about you?" she asked serious with a frozen look on her eyes.