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KH: Stormrise 10“Come on Red, eat it, you have to heal this’ll help.”KH: Stormrise 10 by SlingBlade87
Sora was trying to coax the chocobo to eat a slab of meat laced with a healing potion. Red was having none of it. Roxas was watching as he let his own healing potion take affect, slowly sealing his wounds. Nearby Maleficent watched them disdainfully.
“To think that I am reduced to baby sitting fools; the King had best appreciate my efforts on His behalf.”
“We didn’t ask for your help.” Roxas stated.
She gave him a considered and condescending sneer. “Boy, if I hadn’t helped, the pair of you would be in so many pieces along with that overfed pigeon,” Big Red squawked indignantly, though whether from Maleficent’s comment or from Sora shoving the chunk of meat down his throat Roxas wasn’t sure. “And we’d have lost two key bearers; something that cannot be permitted.”
“What’s so special about us anyways?” Roxas grumble
Golden DragonA deep rumbling resoundsGolden Dragon by SlingBlade87
a vibration sounds.
Fires long dormant,
lit again within
a single moment.
Gray wings unfurl
to greet the rising tide,
glowing eyes a whirl.
Awake the beast,
senses to the east.
SW: Hades Wing Chp. 9Approximately six years earlier, aboard the cruiser Black Knight, Outer Rim TerritoriesSW: Hades Wing Chp. 9 by SlingBlade87
“So what have you got for me Chief?”
Daru pulled herself out from under the fighter and lifted the scanner off her eyes.
“I can confirm a few things for you sir.”
Garin knelt down besides her and looked at the underside of the TIE, “and those are?”
“They are built using Imperial methods and the quality of the material is the same standard as what you’d see on product model units, these aren’t just slap-stick jobs, these came off the assembly line like this.”
Garin’s expression darkened, did that mean these were Imperial fighters? And if so, that meant he’d ordered his pilots to fire on an Imperial capital ship and assisted Rebels destroy an Imperial facility. The thought was troubling if true. If this was another of the Emperor’s pet projects and he’d just blown it to dust, then even Thrawn wouldn’t be able to
Kaira: LotR 7The rest of the day and well into the evening was spent at Olen's great dining table were Kahan and Aira-ty enjoyed both the fruits of Olen's bakery as well as his meadery which proved most enjoyable. The honey ale and baked goods were more than welcome to Kahan's palate and he found that he enjoyed the gruff mannerisms of their host despite his imposing presence.Kaira: LotR 7 by SlingBlade87
“Tell me human,” Olen rumbled. “What of the lands of men?”
Kahan put his tankard—quite overlarge in his opinion—down on the table and wiped the back of his hand against his moist lips before speaking.
“King Elessar seeks to unify the southlands and drive the brigands out of Gondor's west, then it is said he will come northwards to reclaim what was once Gondor's.”
“Hrm,” rumbled Olen. “Men, always making war on one another. The men of the east will not sit by and let you push them back so readily.”
Kahan nodded. “It is so, myself I no longer have the
SW: Desperate FlightAlliance Rendezvous Point at Sullust, aboard the MonCal Cruiser LibertySW: Desperate Flight by SlingBlade87
Orchid stepped into the hustle and bustle of the Liberty's hangar. It was a crash of noise and commotion filled with sparking lights and foul smells as the starfighters were readied for combat. She didn't know what was going on exactly—no one would tell her anything—but she understood that a battle was going to be fought. She'd seen this too many times before, more times than any fourteen year old should have. She made her way uncertainly through the bustling maintenance crews and droids, walking past X-wings, A-wings and Y-wings as their crew's loaded ordnance, checked weapons and fueled the craft.
She was looking for two fighters in particular. She spied one of them easily enough, the Ace in the Hole's distinctive paint job of white with black and red checkering set it apart from the other A-wings in the hangar. Besides it she spied another A-wing being painted gold and white with a red emblem emblazo
Star Trek: A Day at the Office Gone WrongPetro sighed as he rolled his workbee pod so that his view looked 'up' at the red surface of Mars. Of course 'up' was a relative concept in space but it didn't hinder the view at all as he let his pod drift. He could just make out the Utopia Planitia surface facilities that were a part of the shipyards here. The orbiting docks, yards and stations were locked in geosynchronous orbit with the surface complex to ensure ease of transport between the two locations.Star Trek: A Day at the Office Gone Wrong by SlingBlade87
“All units, the Leyte Gulf is preparing to leave Dock 7, stand clear of her flight path.”
Petro broke his gaze from the Martian surface and rotated his pod again to get a better view of the action. Checking his instruments he assured himself that he was indeed out of the estimated maneuver zone for the Akira-class cruiser as it left the dock. He watched as the running lights for the cruiser came online, lighting the great gray ship as its engines came online with the distinctive red and blue glow of the nacelles indic
Holy Invasion“TEN SECONDS! GOD BE WITH YOU!”Holy Invasion by SlingBlade87
Lieutenant Strickland touched his breast where his father's gold crucifix hung alongside his dog tags. His eyes did a final scan of his schranzer's systems and noted all green across the board. He went through his start-up routines as the dropship's bay doors opened to reveal the devastated cityscape below. The heathen capital had been bombarded heavily with everything the Church could throw at it and now it was up to the infantry and armor to force their submission to the Lord.
The clamps holding his schranzer in place released him and the rest of his nine mech squad and he found himself plummeting towards the ruined city below. Here and there scattered anti-air fire reached up to swat at the dropships and their armored passengers but it was so light as to be ineffectual at best. The science of the heathen had failed to protect them from God's righteous fury. The ground approached his armored feet rapidly and he fired his
Star Trek: Warning ShotThe three Peregrine class attack fighter dropped from warp at the border of the Romulan-Federation Neutral zone, their sensors scanning the local space as they searched for the anomaly that had been detected by Deep Space 6, their home station along the border with the Romulan Star Empire.Star Trek: Warning Shot by SlingBlade87
“Are you detecting anything Sigma 2-1?” inquired Lt. JG Haras inquired, her blue fingers flying over her control surfaces.
“Negative.” replied Lieutenant Golan. “Nothing on this side of the border, it's definitely on the Romulan side.”
Haras swallowed, her antennae twitched slightly.
“What do you want to do?”
“I'm contacting DS 6 control now for further instructions, they may order us over the border. Standby.”
Haras sat back in her chair and looked out at the stars surrounding them. Patrol duty hadn't been what she'd had in mind when she'd chosen Attack Craft School at the Academy, however with the Dominion War over and the Romulan Star Emp
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Lessons in GenestealersCommissar Mauricius stared at the class of commissar cadets before him. So young, so fresh faced, so ignorant of the terrors they would face on the battle field and the darkness they would have to confront.
“Do you know anything about Genestealers?” asked Commissar Mauricius.
“They’re Tyrannid creatures, sir,” answered one of the bright-faced cadets.
“They are scouts for the hive fleet. A Genestealer infestation is normally followed by the arrival of the Tyrannid hive fleet in nearby space. But sometimes the hive fleet can take centuries to show up. Space is vast. The Imperium encountered Genestealers long before the Tyrannids first appeared.”
The Genestealers moved so quickly. Before the lieutenant could even raise a weapon, a Genestealer had sliced open his chest with its claw.
Commissar Mauricius looked with horror at the monstrous xenos. Blood poured down the carapace that covered its slender body. It’s pink head