Friday, April 24, 2015

The Fall of Facility 7 By Joshua Bourne #702128

The year was 3295, Bismarck had just been driven back from this Universe once again and this time for good. The hand picked Mecha Pilots that gave their lives besieging the Palace made sure of that. Now all that remains is rubble and spare parts..... Blood and Ferrite everywhere.... Flags torn and burning around the final bastion. However, something didn't sit well with the Clan Leaders as the rest of their Comrades were celebrating a hard earned victory. The infamous Doctor Drake Novum had once again escaped their grasp. They were at a loss as to where he could be. Whether he was still on the planet or on the other side of the Galaxy. They didn't know of his location. Apart from one.....

Leader Silver Hawk knew the whereabouts of the Doctor and had made a deal with him... For the prevention of the Exiles becoming clones, he is granted Asylum. However, the Doctor has other plans for them......

The moment he was able to get away from his new found "Allies", he fled to a secret Production Facility in which the Bismarck mechs were created. These great, hulking brutes shook the ground beneath their very feet. Their weapons blowing holes through pure rock like it was just a piece of paper. Their height towering over any mech before it. From this hidden Facility, he was able to use all the resources to make enough to raid the nearby areas. The closest of these was one that is close to his heart indeed. This Facility was under the control of Yomi Reefs, a very powerful Pirate Leader. The most powerful in all the Galaxy. This Facility is one of the few that isn't in control of the Authorities, and capable of being able to construct the most devastating Projectile mech the Galaxy has ever seen. The Antithesis. Drake new that this mech was vital if he was to ever fight all the Clans in one force. This meant seizing the Facility before the Authorities found out where he was.

Under the cover of darkness, the shelling started. Bombardment after bombardment hit the outer grounds, detonating patrolling Mechas and Pirates alike. Within minutes, the outer walls were breached and the Facility was in the midst of being overrun by these new mechs. Yomi on the other hand, had different plans. whilst the carnage outside of the Facility kept them busy, he suited up, ready to fight off this new threat. He blasted his way through the wall and fired one shot from his Vadhar in the left Fist, crippling his target. Drake heard the sound. The sound of his own weapon.... his own mech!

Within moments, the onslaught had been stemmed. Stemmed by a single, skilled Mecha pilot, using the weapons of his own opponent against him. Although, there is one thing that Yomi didn't know about his mech. That Drake could activate its countermeasures and power it down. Power down his own mech and rendering it useless to retake it when the pirate scum had been ridden from the vicinity. Yomi climbed out of the hatch of the Antithesis and looked out at the Facility around him. What was a calm, organized Production site is now a smouldering wreck. Everywhere other than the Facility itself. The Facility remained near intact. He soon realized that this was what he came here for. Not to rid him from the sector, but to claim the Facility for his own.

Yomi looks down at his Navi-console, his men were scattered all over the area. Mechas brightening up the midnight sky with their burning wrecks. Fire spewing from Ignis' inferno and other manner of items. Support craft were on their way but they would be useless against such an attack. He realizes he needs to fall back, leaving the bounty of the Facility and all its secret materials behind.

As they draw closer, a light blinks on the map, slowly followed by another, then another, until there were multiple signatures on the map, all within the Facility at crucial points. Generators, hangers, weapon bays, ammunition stores. All of them having one of these signatures within them. He raises his communicator to his mouth and activates the system. "I need immediate extraction. Bravo Three, lock onto my signal." There was a slight pause then, "Affirmative Commander Reefs. E.T.A 30 seconds. Prepare for immediate pickup." Yomi breathes a sigh of relief as he prepares himself to move out. The time ticks away slowly, the creaking of metal, the burning of promethium and the crashing of buildings.

Then, like an angel from the Heavens, Bravo Three flew down with its bay doors open, awaiting Yomi to move in. He makes no hesitation and runs straight in, continuing to run until he makes it to the cockpit. "Get us out of here Duke. This is not where we die." He simply replies with a nod and they are send straight up, the remaining survivors scrambling for their evac craft. Through the Vox systems around the Facility, he relays his voice. "Doctor Novum... You may have destroyed my force, but we can rebuild...." There is a short moment of silence before he continues with his statement. "How difficult is it to rebuild this..... Facility...." Within moments, the Facility goes up like a powder keg. The building detonating, sending pieces all over the surrounding area. the force knocking back mechs and remaining walls. Drake curses Yomi's name up to the sky but it is to no avail. He had escaped and destroyed one of the true wondrous Facility of this Age. Drake will just have to go to more desperate needs to fight his War..... The war.... Of the Ages!













Submitted by Joshua Bourne #702128