The Defeat at Orion
The Terran Empire's great fleet had attained
legendary status throughout the galaxy for both it's sheer
size and it's record. It was a gigantic fleet: 60 Heavy Carriers,
60 Missile Battlecruisers, and all their escorts. All together,
it numbered 180 starships divided amongst 10 task-forces.
It had been assembled at around the 100th Galactic cycle since
the terrans began their ascension- armed with ultra laser-cannons
and nuclear torpedos, it eliminated the remaining extraterrestrials
and set about loosening the New Orion grip on the galaxy.
Sending waves of 10 rocket and fighter swarms at a time, it
eradicated the Antaran Guardians without casualty, untill
all that remained to challenge was Orion itself.
Having fought an entire campaign without loss, the commanders
of the great fleet gave their utmost confidence for the coming
battle- from statistics to extrapolated scenarios, all predicting
triumph despite the questionable age of the technology the
great fleet had been constructed with. After demanding unconditional
surrender from the New Orions, the great fleet entered the
They were within 5 million kilometers of Orion II, the New
Orion fortress-world, when the call for battle was given.
The enemy had amassed a mere 27 defense ships to combat our
180 highly-organized attack-ships. With numbers hugely in
our favor, the order was given to assault the planet, and
battle was commited. All over the fleet, battle-stations were
manned and weapons powered up.
The first few minutes of it were silent. Orion II was in
sight when, from nowhere, violet-blue beams lanced out from
across the system, bypassing escorts and picket entirely,
striking deep into the heart of a carrier taskforce. Blasting
through the level-II shielding and Titanium, these beams poured
enormous amounts of energy into the hearts of the vessels,
instantly killing their crew. Unable to contain the sheer
pressure and temperature, their hulls burst open, spewing
molten slag into the picket lines. By the time the burst of
long-range fire had ended, 11 of the 12 carriers in Carrier
Taskforce D had been utterly destroyed, and the long-range
cannons of the enemy were still out of sight.
Immediately the more-vulnerable carriers were ordered to
launch their fighters and pull back behind the solid flank.
Having done their part, the carriers hid behind the mighty
Ships-of-the-Line (missile cruisers) and their escorts (90
ships in total amongst 5 IF task-forces). There they made
their stand. As another blast of long-range fire tore into
Carrier Taskforce E, a detatchment of two New Orion Short-range
vessels, no larger than frigates, came into view. With something
to attack, the order was given to fire and with that nine
tremendous swarms of rockets and fighters were loosed, screaming
towards the enemy.
Just as it had been when the great fleet had effortlessly
destroyed the Antaran Guardians before, the missiles rached
their marks first- blowing out the shielding and armor on
the enemy vessels. The fighters, who had given the nuclear
warheads much berth were then given the order to charge the
two weakened Orion ships. They swatted at the fighters like
giants swatting gnats untill they burst into flame. The Enemy
Short-range taskforce was no more.
A third blast of long-range fire effortlessly holed Indirect-Fire
Taskforce B, first reducing the picket to molten metal, then
blasting the Ships-of-the-Line. The ultra-high-energy beams
blasted through the cloud of liquid debris to hit the ships
behind it, untill the whole area around the taskforce glowed
a hellish yellow.
Having lost three taskforces, a quarter of it's strength,
the formation which the great fleet was in began falling apart.
Amidst the confusion, a single fighter-squadron was able to
reveal the invisible source of the beams, clear across the
system. It was a formation of 18 long-range destroyers. Before
point-defense shredded them, the squadron was able to convey
the location of the enemy long-range fire.
All hopes of standing their ground were lost as a fourth
volley of long-range fire obliterated the command-ship of
the great fleet, the battleship T.S.N. Mars. A charge was
sounded and a hundred-and-twenty remaining warships surged
forward towards the enemy taskforce, intent on silencing those
long-range cannons. Another wave of fighters and nuclear missiles
were launched, but in the process of traversing the distance,
they passed a number of missiles travelling in the opposite
direction. As our ordinance converged on the enemy long-rangers,
the Orion missiles spread out, each packing enough punch to
knock out any short-range capabilities the great fleet had
posessed. Our nuclear weapons found their marks: two New Orion
Just before the remaining 100 ships of the great fleet had
closed the distance between them and the New Orions, a fifth
and sixth burst of long-range fire shredded three taskforces
at point-blank range. The great fleet had charged, banners
flying, into a New Orion Trap. The order to retreat from the
system was given, but it was too late.
Four-by-four and five-by-five, the formerly 120 capital starships
of the great fleet were blasted as another two enemy task-forces
converged on our flanks. The ships-of-the-line were engaging
the enemy at point-blank, atomizing themselves in the process,
their attention shifted to taking out the enemy with them.
The defeat was utter and in a final, searing blast of violet
beams, the last carrier blew itself open, spewing hot iron
and slag everywhere.
The great fleet had annihilated itself at the footstep of
the most powerful empire the galaxy had ever seen. All one-hundred-eighty
ships lost, while the New Orion casualties numbered a mere