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He growled at her. “You go back to sleep “ Trime could not sleep, the noise may have been loud to them, to her it was ear piercing! Yet even that could not compare to the terror her eyes had seen, all too real, the reality of being a prisoner and all hope it seemed gone? The worst, seeing her mother beaten to death.How could a Ket ever forget such horror?
Ever regain the strength, the will to continue? In her heart she prayed for a swift end, to all that was so much pain.
Her thoughts on the stories she had read, of being rescued in your darkest hour. Of salvation, of hope? As a young Ket she had read a lot. Enjoyed reading. Stories from across the galaxies. In particular ‘The book of Legends’ by Tolgani.
There is a legend, steeped back in time it is said first came from the colonists, that spread across the galaxies, a legend of a colonist who it says still ghosts, the night skies, legend has it that when justice is required? Deep within the hearts of the oppressed, a prayer for it to be metted out?
Could that bring something back from the dead? The figures of one in particular and his army they say, can be seen delivering death, like grim reapers, without mercy, to those who have offended their sense of justice. Stories told across the Empires tell of his power.
Of his huge stature, how massively terrifying it was to be near to such a thing, of the fear on the faces of all who encounter him and his armies, for they come they go and no one knows from where or whence. In their wake to leave death and destruction.
Always freeing slaves and others, bound and or chained. For those whose desperate last moments, can be at the hands of murderers, or abusers, the name on their lips, they curse their perpetrators with, is always that of ‘Longshanks’ But then, it is only legend ?
In the silence that space relentlessly gives, the craft from the Jogarth ploughed on, slipping into the neutral zone just below and at the start of the Omirco clusters, Commander Voge hated this part, he was too far from home.
The wretched Urowq were next to useless, when and if he needed support. SHE had not listened to his pleas for more escorts, BIGGER ESCORTS! He had curtailed his wrath, for fear of reprisals from her, she was unpredictable and vicious, he growled as the alert sounded, yet again.
“ YES “ He screeched “ Now WHAT!” “We have intruders.“ “What the “He grabbed his clothes and headed out the hatch to the control centre. If he had problems, others too were having theirs!
Nathan had ordered the deployment of ‘Wild Child’ the moment the two slave vessels had been spotted by his scout craft, unknown to the Jogarth the two freighters that had innocently passed, had communicated with them, despatching the
‘Wild Child’ plague as it was called by Noge and Nathan to sit, waiting for activation. Now they activated it and waited.
Jogarth Commander Roe stared in disbelief, as the figure of a laughing Human(a) child appeared before him, it smiled then sauntered over to the console and tapped codes and entries into the vocra units. It reached down and ripped out some of the smaller but vital access blocks throwing them across the area.
He went to grab the thing but it turned and smiling vanished into the ether !
He cursed as screens lit up, showing other areas, being targeted by this thing? As for its manic laugh! Bellowing in their ears ! Not one, not two, but growing numbers of them? How could it be reproducing so fast!
Commander Roe had only seen this once before. He was feeling a shiver run down his back, he knew from experience he could do NOTHING ! Let it run its course and he knew what it did ! He ordered them to full alert.
“Stand by for attack, arm all weapons and have attack craft on full alert, ready deployment of
Xemets (High energy rockets with shock wave inducers that ‘stung’ a ship giving it a huge slap across it, invariably knocking out its weapons capabilities. Similar to Bexian tactics, making the ship blind, to its attackers assault capabilities.
“Ready troopers and arm with slave bands”
For those still wondering about the Jogarth SLAVE or SONIC bands?
Extract from the Imperitannica
Slave bands are a neural, bio inhibitor device, once placed on the wearer’s arm, embeds a small, almost branch like, needle made up of several fine strands, into the lifestream of the wearer. It induced a feeling of euphoria rendering the victim incapable of any aggressive thought. Left them placid and subject to control. Could also be used by its masters to inflict powerful and savage energy ripples across the wearer’s skin. That at maximum strength caused extreme pain or if triggered, lightly, reminded the wearer of its presence.
They could only be removed, by special devices, seldom seen off the Jogarth slave carriers. The bands were quick and easy to apply and slipped on to the victim. It rendered them incapable, of attacking the Jogarth troopers fast enough. By the time they, could summon enough strength, the troopers activated the bands, to release a crippling initial surge of pain, across their victims bodies. They got the message! Surrendered, bowing to the powers of the mighty Jogarth
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