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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #900 on: August 14, 2017, 04:23:07 AM »

My thanks to Vition2 for the section at the end and James Tanaga for the section at the start

LaGrange Point
Zeta Shimae V, Pirate Space
Periphery
1st April, 3110


Kaptain Michael Schwartz looked at his screen, watching as his fighter screen were about to reach the pirate’s own and their accompanying DropShips. He was buckled in his captain’s seat onboard the LCDS Train Wreck it one of two Overlord A3 DropShips assigned to the Seventh Lyran Regulars as close support escorts. He couldn’t shake the feeling something was not right, had felt it ever since he and the rest of the Seventh Lyran Regulars had jumped into the system, yet he couldn’t pinpoint the exact cause for this.

Perhaps it was just his nerves, he thought to himself, as he watched his fighters began to descend on the pirates. Then the fighting began.

“Tactical, target the enemy Overlord and began bracket fire with our AR-10’s,” he ordered out loud, just as his fighter’s met the enemy.

“Yes, Kaptain!” he heard the young Warrant officer yell out. Moments later, he saw the first salvo from the two AR-10 missile launchers launch from his dropship towards the pirate’s own and nodded. All so far according to plan, he thought.
Yet just as they were about to hit and likely destroy the enemy Overlord, they disappeared from the screen. “Tactical, confirm the first missile salvo did not, repeat not, hit target!” he yelled out brusquely.

“Confirmed Sir!” the Warrant Officer sounded out a moment later. “Squadron Leader Jason McCain reports enemy Overlord is armed with AMS!”

“I hate it when I’m right,” Michael commented. “Tactical, order our gunners to target the enemy Overlord with extreme prejudice. I want it dead yesterday, Verstanden?”

“Roger that!” the young woman growled out.

“Comms, order the LCDS Whiplash to move in for support,” Michael ordered out.

“Doing so now,” was the other Warrant Officer’s immediate reply.

“Sir!” the female Wrrant Officer manning Tactical yelled out anxiously. “Unidentified ship just entered the system!”

“What the hell!” Michael yelled out as he quickly tapped his screen to full Tactical and saw the threat. “Oh Scheiße!”

He watched in horror as the Seventh Lyran Regulars JumpShip icons began to disappear one after another.  “Sir!” he heard the female Warrant Officer manning Tactical yell out. “LCDS Whiplash reports enemy WarShip of unknown class in system and destroying our JumpShips!”

He paled. “Conn, turn us about! Order all dropships to rally to us immediately!” If they were indeed facing an enemy WarShip, only their combined efforts could fight the WarShip off. If they were lucky.

As the DropShip turned about and began its burn to the other dropships, his hopes were dashed. Where the Fighting Seventh’s JumpShips once were sat a large WarShip, at least a cruiser, he judged.

“Sir, Squadron Leader Jason McCain reports his fighters are completely ineffective against the enemy Overlord and has lost two of his squadron!”

He shook his head hopelessly as he saw the other dropship’s belonging to the Fighting Seventh began to be destroyed by accurate NPPC and missile fire coming from the enemy WarShip.  “Comms! Announce our surrender now!”

As he heard the warrant officer manning the comm station signal their surrender, he could only watch in horror as more and more Lyran DropShips were destroyed. Suddenly, he saw a bright light then blackness as the LCDS Train Wreck exploded.

Cargo Bay, Sceptre
Uninhabited System, Raven Alliance
Periphery
3rd April 3110


   With most of the crew present Star Captain Gerry Harper stood in front of the remaining crew of the Sceptre.  The vessel had taken minor damage in the New Samarkand system but it was damage they couldn’t replace, as would every loss from now on.  “The Raven Khan has declared us rogue for our actions in the New Samarkand system.”

   â€œYour actions in the system” Pilot warrior Richard stated angrily.

   â€œYes, my actions and the actions of this crew, we failed to prepare Sceptre for battle, you all followed my orders and failed to challenge my leadership.” He said bluntly he knew his failings he had seen the damage wrought by Sceptre’s weapons on the surface of New Samarkand.

   â€œYou surrender to the Ravens we could be accepted back into the Clan” another suggested.

   â€œNeg, the Raven Khan has cast us out, the Raven Khan!”  Security Chief Elemental Quinn Shu said looking around the room.  She was seated in a corner looking at the floor she was in her thirties like Harper and heading towards the end of her career but she knew Raven rules as well as anyone.  “They will fire first and ask questions a far second.”

   â€œSo what are we supposed to do?”  Weapons officer Paige Cooper asked her bloodname now only a mark on an ended career and life something they were all now feeling.

   â€œMiraposa” Harper said looking around the room seeing the sense of loss among them turn into anger.

   â€œThat’s a Dark Caste hole!” One shouted angrily

   â€œThey are nothing better than pirates!”

   â€œNeither are we” another countered.

   â€œHear out the Captain” another voice said.

   â€œQuieten the hell down!”  Quinn Shu shouted gaining their attention as she rose to her feet standing beside Harper because of his Elemental blood he stood just as tall and as broad shouldered as her.  “Choose your words carefully” she said glancing at him.

   â€œThe people of Miraposa are former Clansmen” Harper explained “we are unfortunately former Clansmen.  We will invite people to trial for positions on this crew” he saw their disappointed faces “we will only take those who are capable of contributing.  We will trial or trade for the supplies and food we need to keep this ship and this crew operational.”  He said they didn’t look entirely convinced but none of them argued.  “Now get back to work!”  He said taking command.  As the crew Harper was aware of Shu had remained close to him.

   â€œI would keep a weapon near your person at all times, one that can penetrate Elemental armour.”

   â€œYou do not think you can control your people quineg?”

   â€œWho said anything about my people?”  She said smirking looking at her Captain “we are old warriors Captain Harper.  This was my last mission as an Elemental commander on board a WarShip I would have been reduced to a JumpShip or a Solahma unit.  Now perhaps I can die as a Warrior on board a WarShip that could regain its pride and honour see us right, Captain, or watch your back.”  She said walking off leaving him in the cargo bay he would keep his crew together and ensure they all wanted to serve on the ship he would make this work and the Raven Khan could be damned.

Trial of Possession
Anjin Muerto, Crucis March
Federated Suns
9th April 3110


Following Nova Cat victories that had seen the Clan push as far into the Federated Suns as Brockton Marshal of Armies Sora Higginson along with the First Crucis Lancers RCT travelled to the region assaulting and capturing Wetumpka, Broken Wheel, Marielund, Lackland and Skeppetana before landing on Anjin Muerto.  From Anjin Muerto the Marshal of Armies broadcast a message into the Nova Cat’s Den which was simple.  “The Nova Cats are invited to a Trial of Possession for Anjin Muerto.  If victorious they may claim this system and continue operations.  If they fail they will retreat from Anjin Muerto and both sides will cease attacks for a minimum period of six months.”  It was a challenge the honour bound Clan could not refuse and it was a challenge that Khan Canin Rosse himself could not refuse.

Landing south of the capital two clusters of Nova Cats moved forward towards a defence line of the Crucis Lancers engaging first at long range and then in a close quarters brawl.  Running through the centre of the Crucis Lancers formation Khan Canin Rosse’s recently deployed Dragon Cat II OmniMech is a complete surprise for the Federated Suns lines as are several laser reflective and flame resistant Nova Cat designs allowing them to penetrate deeply into the Cruics Lancer formation and allowing Khan Rosse to personally down Marshal of Armies Sora Higginson’s Argus OmniMech.  Although Canin is successful in taking down the Marshal the Nova Cats are unable to turn the tide of the battle and after eight hours of heavy fighting the Clan retreats to its landing zone surrendering the trial.  Unwilling to challenge the firepower of the Nova Cats and their DropShips the remains of the Crucis Lancers allow the Nova Cats to leave the planet beginning the six month cease fire.

A month after the fall of Sora Higginson First Prince Burton Davion announces that his younger brother Fredrick would become the new Marshal of Armies.  Already the Prince’s Champion Fredrick immediately accepts the position and orders a reinforcement of the Nova Cat and Draconis Combine borders.

Public Announcement
Imperial Palace, New Samarkand
Military District of Midway, Draconis Combine
12th April 3110


In front of selected reporters and guests Gunji-no-Kanrei Hirohito Kurita took the stand in front of the tri-vid cameras a black band had been added to the left arm of his immaculate uniform.  “Fellow citizens of the Draconis Combine it is my duty to inform you that Warlord Minoru Kurita, my father, did not survive the wounds that were inflicted upon him in the Snow Raven attack on New Samarkand the Draconis Combine has been harmed by a deadly enemy…” he said pausing as if wishing to say something else “but we are not lost.”  He said glancing over his shoulder “my father served as Warlord of the Draconis Combine in the place of Vincent Kurita and in the stead of an heir who is now ready to assume his rightful position.  Allow me to introduce Coordinator of the Draconis Combine, Prince of New Samarkand and the head of the Kurita family Akira, son of Vincent Kurita.”  He said remaining on the podium for a moment before stepping aside allowing Akira Kurita to step forwards and take his place.

“People of the Draconis Combine, we have lost a great leader in my uncle Minoru Kurita and many of you do not know me.”  He said glancing at Hirohito Kurita who nodded his support “I protect the Draconis Combine to the best of my ability and I will do my uncle proudly.  With the people of the Draconis Combine we will do great things for our nation and see recent failures reversed and our enemies fear the armies of House Kurita.”  He said glancing at the podium again “to this end Draconis Combine forces have destroyed the Nova Cat WarShip Obilisk in the Kamarod along with two clusters of Nova Cat forces.  We will turn this Clan menace from our borders and return all the worlds that rightfully belong to this nation to the Combine’s flag.”  He didn’t mention the Nova Cat successes at Altona and Ad Duwayd which had both fallen to the Clan forces.  An attack on Lupine V was turned back by the Star League Defence Force who had held up against the Nova Cat attackers.

Market Place, Junction C Settlement
Mariposa, Independent World
Periphery
15th April 3110


A show of force flown by the aerospace fighter pilots of the Sceptre was all it had taken to get Star Captain Gerry Harper a place in the centre of Junction C the largest settlement on Mariposa.  Now he was surrounded by several hundred civilians “I am Star Captain Gerry Harper” he said identifying himself to the crowd surrounding his position was an entire star of Elemental warriors in full Battle Armour each with the Snow Raven insignia crossed out on their suits.  “I am the commander of the Strike Cruiser Sceptre we have broken from Clan Snow Raven and I invite you to join us.  I have positions for naval trained crewmen, aerospace pilots, Elementals and technicians.  This is a WarShip I will not be taking passengers everyone must pull their weight and prove they can join my crew.”  He said seeing many who looked interested and many others who looked angry.

“What happened to the Scopuli?”  One called out naming an Invader-class JumpShip which had been coming to the system.

“The Scopuli was intercepted by my aerospace fighters.  We are transferring food, fuel and supplies from the vessel.”
“WE NEED THAT FOOD HERE!”  Another shouted angrily raising his arm in anger this time the Elementals surrounding Harper raised their arm mounted weapons, they were moments from a bloodbath, Harper could see the trouble building.
“There will be more food; more supplies for you my WarShip needed those supplies now.”  Harper said firmly “listen to me carefully we do not wish to bring further harm to you but we will defend ourselves if necessary.”

“You’re acting like a Clansmen Harper too honourable for your own good.  That won’t last.”  A man said he stood off to the side at least forty years old he wore a leather jacket over a red shirt with dark jeans and very clearly wore two side arms.  He seemed to take pleasure in using contractions to irritate the Clansmen.  “You didn’t land in a DropShip which indicates to me you don’t have BattleMechs you won’t get far without BattleMechs.”

“I could level this settlement and every other on this planet without BattleMechs” Harper pointed out at the man.
“Aye, you could do just that but then you wouldn’t get the supplies or the people you want.  BattleMechs could get those for you.”  He said the crowd seemed to be looking back and fourth between the two men.

“I can only use what I have got” Harper said

“You could have so much more” he said “without harming these people.  In fact you could help them.”  He said making his way through the crowd.  One of the Elementals glanced in Harper’s direction and stepped aside allowing him to approach “I am Stefan Banacek I will attach my DropShip and my unit to your vessel if you will take us away from the Ravens.”  He said in front of the crowd before stepping forwards and continuing in a low voice “in exchange you will provide this settlement with two small craft which they can use to transfer food and supplies between settlements lessening the impact of your raid.”

“What do you owe these people?”

“They took us in when the Serpents fell we have fought with them and they have fought with us.”

“So why abandon them?”  Harper asked keeping his voice low.

“You offer a chance to move on and perhaps allow us to link up with other elements that moved through the atmosphere.  Also we’ve raided the Alliance recently and the Ravens do not give up on their debts.”

“The Ravens are after us as well” Harper pointed out thinking about what Banacek had said about other units out there that could also join them.  “I accept your offer Stefan Banacek” he said in a louder voice and I will not leave the people of this world high and dry.  I will leave two small craft which you can use to move supplies and people to make Mariposa a more effective colony world.”  He said several hours later Banacek’s Overlord C-class DropShip rose to orbit to join the Sceptre.

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As the Sceptre began to turn away from the planet of Mariposa there were several jump signatures registered as the Karl Devalis, an Anna Rosse-class Battle-cruiser and several JumpShips arrived in the star system.

“They didn’t take long” Harper noted looking at the screens the Anna Rosse-class vessel was bigger and carried a heavier armament than the Sceptre it also carried more secondary craft and DropShips with those carried by the JumpShips also factored in they were heavily outgunned.  “Have the Konstantin remain close to us and turn us deeper into the system.”

“Query from Konstantin we are heading into the system?”  Tech Lewis asked as the WarShip began to turn.

“Confirm it we will jump by a pirate point, if Konstantin maintains our pace we will collect them at the pirate point.”  He said watching as the Overlord maintained its acceleration moving with the WarShip the additional crew on the vessel, and from the ground forces, would be a drain on resources but they’d also hopefully provide his vessel with far more options with dealing with threats.  “Helm, the Ravens are days away we need to maintain course for that point we have to hope the Ravens are unable to complete an inter-system jump.”

“The Anna Rosse design is more than fifty years old she was not built with a Mark II LF Battery.”  Amanda Lankenau commented from the helm position of all the bridge officers she would probably be his biggest threat in the future experienced she was also very capable having also won her bloodname so far she had not said much about their current path but time would reveal all.

“Aff, we should be able to jump clear but the Ravens will not give up easily.”  He said nearly sixteen hours later the Sceptre took back on board the Konstantin and jumped clear from the star system.  They did not see the Ravens arrival at Mariposa where they brutally put down the Dark Caste there as they added the world to the Raven Alliance, days later the nearby independent world of Argo was also added to the Raven’s domain.

Wolf Trials
Star League Protectorate
22nd April 3110


In the first proper assault by Clan Wolf against the Star League Defence Forces of the Star League Protectorate the Wolves assault Brodon, Nathan and Alphard.  The Wolves are forced off all three worlds by a determined Star League Defence but it is clear that the Clan wishes to push into the Star Leauge Protectorate.

Conference Chamber
Mountbatton, Texas-class Battleship
Nexus Ri, Shared world Raven-Combine Border
23th April, 3110


With most of their resources going to rebuilding New Samarkand, the Combine had very few resources in the area to assist in canvassing Nexus Ri for settlement sites, the Ravens allowed a perfunctory trial for a pair of DropShips and their personnel to utilize a small portion of the Mountbatton as a base of operations.

“What is this?!  I was told we were going to share this world”  Ashida Matsumo exclaimed shortly after walking into the conference room and noting a number of sites on the planetary map bearing Raven Alliance iconography.

Holding out a tablet the head Raven scientist calmly states “Master Surveyor Matsumo, I suggest you look through this data before coming to any conclusions.”

“And use the trumped up information you Cla-”

“Ravens do not lie, Master Surveyor, the data on this device is accurate and complete.”  Scientist Sava stated, bristling slightly.

Ashida grabbed the tablet despite his shock at the bluntness of the Raven official and began looking over the data.  He was surprised by the parity between the sites the Ravens had already claimed and other sites that had been left open to the Combine.  “We will need to assay the sites ourselves to determine both the veracity of this data and quality of the sites themselves.”

“Of course, Master Surveyor, be warned, make your comings and goings explicit to the Star Commodore, he dislikes you Dragons and will use any excuse to remove you.”

“Thank you and you can call me Ashida.”

“Sava.”

Ashida turned and strode out of the conference room to meet with his teams and to start getting to work.  Over the next week, the dozen survey crews he brought with him have assayed nearly a score of promising sites.  He forwarded his findings and recommendations to New Samarkand hoping that the new rulership on the Combine capital was still content with sharing this world with the Ravens.

While Ashida was surveying sites diplomacy was being done in another part of the ship revolving around the areas which would be used for trials.  Quite a few locations are chosen with a large variety of both terrain and atmospheric conditions, but it is explicitly decided that no trials would take place within 50 km of any settlement to stop any collateral damage.

Towards the end of the month the Ravens bring in their first Carrack full of preliminary supplies and personnel. Meanwhile on Milligan’s World, the Ravens offer resettlement and specialized trainings for those wishing to emigrate to Nexus Ri - over the next few months, quite a few end up choosing this option taking up residence and begin trainings in the Eden Rose which continues to provide relief to the world’s suffering population.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #901 on: August 21, 2017, 08:29:32 PM »

Grand Mistress of Lothario’s Office
Vatnajökull, Lothario
Lothian League, Periphery
3rd May 3110


The office of the Grand Mistress of Lothario did not look like one that belonged to a leader of a state instead it looked more like the office of a companies Chief Executive Officer and was placed on top of a eight story tower block in the capital city of Vatnajökull.  “Welcome to Vatnajökull I hope your trip was comfortable.” Grand Mistress Clarissa Logan said welcoming Senator-Duke Lionel Washington to her office.

“It was I see the new road works have far improved the transportation links” the Senator-Duke said commenting on the recent works that had been completed on Lothario.

“Yes they are a great improvement and we have much to thank you for Senator if it was not for Free Worlds League investment.”

“The Captain-General desires to have strong and peaceful borders with our neighbours.”   Washington said “which is why he did not oppose the Lothian League when you brought the border systems into your realm.”

“They also wished peace my nation offered peace the recent pirate activity in the Son Hou Theatre has indicated that the Lyrans are unable to protect them.  My deployment of the Hellraisers and other mercenary commands has brought stability to the region.”

“That stability and protection is something that the Free Worlds League could offer to this entire region.”  He said handing over a folder.  Clarissa took it in her hands and flicked the first page.

“You would divide my nation?”  She remarked angrily looking through the first page.

“Under the initial proposal sent to Captain-General Abraham Ledford that was what the Free Worlds League desired…”

“War” the Grand Mistress stated standing up placing the folder down Washington reached over and pointed at the bottom of the page to a single red line which read “REJECTED BY CAPTAIN-GENERAL.”

“Not war” she said as Washington flicked over the page to reveal a second proposal.  “Alliance?”  She whispered retaking her chair looking over the page.

“Not alliance” Washington said quietly “integration.  The Captain-General Abraham Ledford proposes that the Lothan League becomes the District of Lothario.  It maintains its present borders and worlds within the greater Free Worlds League with each of your worlds afforded a vote at the Free Worlds League Parliament and your vote equal to that held by the other District Leaders.”

“With no strings attached?”  She asked looking over the page

“You will have to let Free Worlds League units and WarShips cross your district’s borders and your worlds will owe taxes towards the running of the Free Worlds League.  You will also have to accept that each of your worlds now will have to adhere to the rules of the Free Worlds League, adopt our laws and accept democracy is part of the ruling of your planets.”  He explained “in exchange your people will benefit from the greater defence, more investment in infrastructure, communications, health and education.”  He said showing her the two sides of the coin.  As it stood the worlds answered to her ruler ship and each of the mercenary commands were personally hired by the money from her accounts under these plans that would not last, then again nor could her personal finances.

“How long do we have to decide?”

“As long as you require” Lionel Washington said standing leaving the documents on the table.  “Grand Mistress, this might appear to be a take over by a nation greater than yours but really this is making one great nation even better, join us become the seventh District of the Free Worlds League one sum of the greater whole.”  He said bowing his head slightly before turning to leave.  Nearly a week past before Grand Mistress Clarissa Logan put out the call for the other planetary leaders of the Lothian League to come together, the small nation lacked the HPG resources to discuss this while apart.  By the end of June the Lothian League agreed to the Free Worlds League’s offer becoming the District of Lothario and joining the larger nation.  Within a couple of weeks of the initial agreement being made between Lothario and the Free Worlds League several more independent worlds around the nation are also folded into the new district.

Nadir Point, WarShip Sceptre
Actium, Independent World
Periphery
12th May 3110


   Missiles, lasers and autocannon fire filed the space around the Sceptre as it emerged at the Nadir point of the Actium system they had expected an empty star system perhaps somewhere they could gain more food but not fight a battle.  “Detach the Konstantin, Lewis, have them head directly away from the fighting we will cover!”  Star Captain Gerry Harper commanded as the Sceptre was rocked by enemy fire “helm as soon as they are clear I want military thrust available immediately” he commanded Amanda Lankeneau as he looked at the sensors the Sceptre had jumped into the unclaimed system of Actium and found a Nova Cat supply convoy waiting at the jump point.  The five JumpShips were already fast charging their jump drives to escape while the two Carrack-class Military Tansport ships were turning to attack the far larger Sceptre her respected their dedication and bravery but the former-Raven Strike Cruiser was a more capable vessel than the two transport WarShips.  “Weapons target and destroy Chatham but disable Small Chance we need intelligence and hopefully some supplies.”  He ordered the Sceptre moved between the two Nova Cat WarShips and fired a pair of broadsides the salvo directed on Chatham did not hold back instead it ravaged the small transport vessel penetrating the armour from multiple actions shredding the vessel.  By comparison the assault on the Small Chance burned through the aft sections of the vessel destroying the engineering sections.

   â€œThe last JumpShip has cleared the system” Kimi reported from the sensor station “Catham is dead in space.  Small Chance is showing heavy damage to its engineering section.”

   â€œAmanda bring us into their aft arc and have our Elementals prepare for boarding action.”

   â€œKonstantin, reports they are ready to earn their keep” Lewis reported from the other side of the bridge as Nova Cat and Sceptre aerospace fighters continued to duel between the two WarShips.

   â€œThere are still active weapons arrays on that ship” Harper noted but even as he spoke the Konstantin was in motion rolling over the Carrack opening its main cargo bay door as it went deploying BattleMechs and Battle Armour units directly onto the hull.  The Konstantin took several laser and missile hits but none of the Small Chance’s capital guns struck the Overlord C as it dived away past the rear of the WarShip.

   On the hull of the Carrack the Star of BattleMechs went to work quickly targeting the active weapons arrays near them before Battle Armour troops breached the hull from two entry points.  “Pass to Stefan Banacek that we need survivors to interrogate.” Harper said glancing at Lewis as he watched the displays of the efficient boarding action Banacek’s personnel showing they were an asset to the Sceptre; a dangerous one.

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   Nearly three hours later the thirty-two Nova Cat survivors from the two WarShips and their aerospace fighters had been interrogated by the Sceptre’s crew.  It was very clear that the Raven Khan had cast them completely out of Clan society and that even being captured by another Clan would not repair the damage.  The Nova Cats also had more than thirty active WarShips operating inside their territory not to mention space habitats and individual aerospace fighter units.

   â€œWe cannot traverse the Nova Cat’s Den” Gerry Harper said looking over the data, he looked between Stefan Banacek and Quinn Shu neither seemed to disagree.  “Our only other options are we try to move through the periphery avoiding Clan Nova Cat’s claimed space and hope to find the supplies that will keep us operating.  Or we attempt to pass through the Federated Suns periphery region using uninhabited systems to avoid their navy.”

   â€œWe cannot live in hope in the periphery this crew would turn against itself.”  Shu noted

   â€œWe cannot hope to avoid the Federated Suns military for long it is extensive” Banakek noted “even using the battery we’ll encounter them eventually.”

   â€œClansmen don’t run from a fight” Harper noted looking at the former Adder bloodnamed warrior he wondered how much of Banacek’s fight had been taken with the fall of the Adders and the Serpents.

   â€œAff, but we are technically no longer Clansmen.  We cannot look at ourselves as such nor can we expect our enemies to treat us that way.  We are dark caste little more.”  He said glancing between the two Ravens “now my people can assist in gaining us supplies the Federated Suns periphery region but we need to pick our targets properly and we need to act like the pirates that they will see us as.”

   â€œWe still don’t have a final target.  This crew deserve to know where they are going.” Shu noted Harper glanced at her for her use of contractions wondering how quickly this crew would succumb to the dark caste’s ways.

   â€œWe need to supply the Sceptre with parts; fuel and food for this crew even with what we have taken here it will only go so far.  For now we allow the need to supply drive this crew.”

   â€œThat will only go so far” Banacek said producing a small memory drive from within his jacket “this is a list of the former Clan units I know are operational.”  He said seeing Harper’s surprise at this new revelation and wondering where the information had come from.  Banacek it seemed had already picked up on Harper’s curiosity “there are back doors into the Sea Fox Chatterweb you just need to know how to access them.  The dark caste in the homeworlds used them for years it didn’t take long for that to pass to the OZs the same practices continue under the Clan’s noses everyday.  Even as the Watch gets more effective so do we.”  He explained handing over the drive to Harper “perhaps we can find a group this crew will be comfortable with joining.”

   â€œWhy didn’t you DropShip attempt to make such an alliance?”  Shu asked looking from the drive back towards Banacek.   

   â€œBecause I didn’t have a seven hundred thousand ton WarShip at my back” Banacek admitted “you do not place your trust in anyone but those on your own crew.”

   â€œThen why trust us?”  Harper asked

   â€œSometimes you have to take a chance at making a better future.”

   â€œAff” Harper agreed “then we are going to take a chance and pass through the Federated Suns we will rely on our guns and our skill to see us through to one of these groups and forge an alliance that will see us prosper.”  He said raising the drive up a little they were placing their future in the data it contained and trusting that they had enough firepower to overwhelm anyone who disagreed with them.

Clan Blood Spirit Command, Khan’s office
Haven, Deep Periphery
Clan Homeworlds
17th May 3110


   With the remaining Goliath Scorpions in tow it had taken longer than Alex Lassenum had expected to return to Haven.  On arrival in the system he had heard that Khan Katja Keller had been killed in a raid on the Society production world of Gatekeeper.  That alone had shocked him, the Old Khan, the leader of his Clan was dead he never expected that to happen in his lifetime instead that she’d outlive them all.  What shocked him more was when those who met him on Haven referred to him as ovKhan, honoured superior, most of them should barely have known him but instead wherever he stepped on Haven the people there made way for him right the way up until he reached the Khan’s office.  There he met Star Captain Wesley Sukhanov “Star Captain, I did not expect to see you here.”  He said his guard up around the old warrior he knew that the Khan had met with him before their ships departed but did not know the contents of the conversation.

   â€œI did not expect to be here, it has been many years, but when I head of Katja’s death I knew that I had to do my last duty for my Khan.”  He said reaching into his jacket’s pocket he drew out a small data pad which he placed on the white glass table which was probably the most advanced and modern item in the room “the Old Khan charged me with delivering this to you in the event of her death.”

   â€œShe knew this would happen quineg?”

   â€œNeg, but she had been around long enough to know she needed to make a plan.  A plan that now lies to you to complete.”  He said crossing his arm across his chest in salute “ovKhan” he said before leaving Alex alone in the room.  He slowly crossed over to the table and sat in the old leather recliner chair looking at the old flat screen computer on the desk.  It took him a moment to find the courage to connect the data pad to the computer but when he did the program itself took over.

   â€œThis message is for Star Colonel Alex Lassenum.”  Katja Keller said looking at the camera “Alex, I am dead and I am sorry I misled you, the Osis Pride was not my target in fact I do not know where the ship is.”  She admitted “instead I planned to eliminate the new Scientist General on Gatekeeper as well as damage their production there, it was perhaps a plan too far but my contingency plan was already in motion.  You” she said pausing “Alex you may not think that you are ready to be a Khan but you are, you are the one senior officer I know that is ready to embrace what the Blood Spirits could be.”  She said “others remember what the Blood Spirits were and are ready to see them return to that hidden at Colleen they could live their lives until the Society found them, which will happen Alex, instead our Clan needs to continue its attacks against our enemies keep them uneasy keep them away from Colleen.”  She said pausing looking away from the camera and then back again.

   â€œDo not be the Khan that I was, I lived for too long, and hidden away on Colleen I showed our people the wrong example.  I have attached to this message several warriors codex who I believe could serve you as saKhan of our Touman” she said looking down “lead our Clan, lead the remains of the Goliath Scorpions if you need to Alex destroy the Society.”  She said finally before straightening up For The Cause” she said proudly.

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   As his first decision as Khan Alex Lassenum officially ceded a quarter of the world of Honour to the Goliath Scorpions as he had promised them before his Spirits would not absorb the other Clan instead he would see them rebuilt and both Clan’s strengthened.  It still hadn’t sunk into the Scorpions that the Not-Named’s flag flew over Haven and Honour but so far they had no tried to challenge the Blood Spirits over it.

Instead over the next several days Khan Alex Lassenum visited several of those that the Khan had suggested for the position of saKhan but none of them appeared to be what he wanted.  As Khan it was his choice to make and one for the council to approve but if he was unable to make a choice then it would go to a grand melee which could mean he’d end up with anyone as saKhan.  Frustrated Alex took to the Mechbay to inspect his Oteon where he saw a young female Blood Spirit warrior attacking a wooden dummy with a thin bladed weapon striking it from various angles.  She couldn’t have been older than twenty-four years old she had dark skin and dark braded hail tied in a ponytail which ran part the way down her back.  He stood and watched her for several moments before deciding to approach “your technique is flawed warrior.”  He said as she watched she ignored him and continued to attack Alex acted quickly grabbing another of the training blades he moved between the training dummy and deflected her attack parrying her blade clear he stepped forwards pushing her back.  The warrior struck back driving him towards the dummy but Alex spun out of the way knocking her blade to the side and drawing it under her chin.  “One” he said this time she struck back moving quickly towards him knocking his blade to the side and knocking him back Alex ducked under one of her attacks and again brought the blade to the point of striking her.  “Two” he said but this time she smiled and glanced to the right he followed her sightline and saw a small blade pointed at his side.  “Now we’re talking” he said spinning away from her drawing a smaller blade of his own the two danced across the training mats their blades ‘clinking’ together as they moved fluidly.  Around them other warriors and techs stopped what they were doing to watch as the two ‘fought’ neither held back as they each tried to strike the other spinning and striking at each other.  Alex lost his training blade and a moment later he struck back knocking the dagger from his opponent’s hand rolling forward he brought his dagger up against her blade locking the two together and finally both were weaponless.  He moved forward his arms raised in defence while striking out against her to trip not harm catching her off guard however at the same time she struck him knocking him off balance leading to the two of them on the ground with Alex kneeling over his downed opponent.  “Well fought” he said “what is your name?”  He asked pulling her back to her feet.

“Mira Collesano” she said standing opposite him the gathered warriors seemed to understand that this was now a private conversation “you fought well, I do not recognize you?”

“You must be the only person in this system who does not.”  He said “Alex Lassenum” he said introducing him immediately he her surprised look one which she hid quickly.

“Nice form” she said which he nodded in reply “and an interesting OmniMech choice” she said looking over at the Osteon.

“It has served me well and your BattleMech?”

“A Kingfisher” she said “it was all they had available when I graduated but it has served me well.”  She said mirroring his answer the Kingfisher was a survivor in the assault class of OmniMech it featured a standard engine, endo steel and ferro fibrous armour making difficult to kill.

“And what do you thinki of our current path?”

“Our current path” she asked “we are not doing enough against the Society we need to harry them push them and strike where they do not expect.”

“Even if it means over-extending ourselves quiaff?”

“We are the Blood Spirits we stand through all adversity for the cause, my Khan” she said uttering one of the phrases all members of the Clan understood.

“Aff, saKhan” he said making his choice seeing the shock on her face “I need a saKhan that is on the same wave length as me” he said bending down to pick up one of the blades “and one that can keep up.”  He said handing her the weapon “report for duty tomorrow morning.”  He said collecting up his dagger before leaving the area returning to his OmniMech taking the Osteon out of the bay onto the firing range.

Situation Room, Kraken (Sea Fox-class ArcShip)
Burn-in system, Clipperton
District of Bowang, Free Worlds League
20th May 3110


   The modifications that Clan Sea Fox had made to the Kraken had turned it into something closer to a movable space station than the WarShip that it had originally been built as because of this the Kraken was only able to use its station keeping drive to move through a star system escorted by the Jade Lion-class Battle-cruiser Deathstrike.  Because of their slow pace representatives from the Clipperton Shipyards had travelled to the ArcShip joining them in deep space.  Entering the main Situation Room the guests were led to a large holotank where ovKhan Jessica Sennet stood waiting.  “Director Steele, welcome onboard the Kraken, you are just in time” she said greeting him.

   â€œAff, ovKhan Sennet an impressive vessel you have here I have only seen them at a distance previously.”

   â€œAnd today heralds another new step forward both for my Clan and for your people the first domestically produced WarShips at Clipperton under the stewardship of Clan Sea Fox and Bowang.”  Sennet replied looking at the holo-tank images as the ArcShip finally began to move closer to the planet and the shipyards.  “Have you named the vessel that will be launched today Quiaff?”

   â€œAff, ovKhan we have chosen to name the first Bowang Aumaku-class vessel after Alison Kaning who passed away just a fortnight ago.  She brought the people of Bowang to the worlds around them and expanded our influence until we were a founding member of the reborn Free Worlds League.  She will always be remembered.”  Director Steele said proudly

   â€œI heard that the Captain-General is on Bowang visiting Alison Kaning’s family home to mark her passing?”

   â€œThat’s correct” Steele replied he didn’t mention that Captain-General Abraham Ledford did not want to be too closely associated with the Clan following Captain-General Joseph Marik’s image being tarred by his association with the Clan.

   â€œI wish him well” she said ovKhan Jessica Sennet knew as well as Director Steele that the Free Worlds League’s relationship with the Sea Fox balanced on a knife-edge.  “And along that line of thought we welcome the FWLS Alison Kaning and the destroyer Mano to the service of the District of Bowang and the sevice of Clan Sea Fox may they serve long and with honour.”  She said as the two five hundred-and-thirty thousand ton destroyers cleared the shipyard facility near Clipperton moving under their own power for the first time.  The Aumaku-class Destroyer was built like a massive hammerhead shark named and designed along the lines of a native shark to the Bowang system the vessel’s forward section was almost like the head of a hammerhead with two heavy particle cannons forming the basis of the forward firepower.  Backing up these were ranks of naval pulse lasers and naval autocannons backed up by a bevy of standard weapons and protected by a heavy array of laser-based anti-missile systems.  Twenty aerospace fighters, four small craft and two DropShips rounded out the vessel’s capabilities.

“Seyla” Jessica Sennet said as the two vessels accelerated and passed over the bow of the Kraken each vessel taking its own course beyond the ArcShip the parallel but different courses of the ships also symbolizing the different paths of the District of Bowang and of Clan Sea Fox.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #902 on: August 24, 2017, 01:04:01 AM »

Couldn't sleep and marauder send me something for the Rasalhague Dominion (which hasn't been on the cards for months honest)

Coordinator’s Planning Room
Imperial Palace, New Samarkand
Military District of Midway, Draconis Combine
4th June 3110


“What is with this insane drive towards Benjamin?”  Coordinator Akira Kurita demanded looking at the starmap a recent drive by the Federated Suns had seen them seize Marduk, Galtor III, Reisling’s Planet, Hagiwawa, Umijiri and Kitalpha all between the Federated Suns and the District capital of Benjamin.

“Unknown Coordinator” Gunji-no-Kanrei Hirohito Kurita admitted “but their focus has seen us finally secure Fellanin II and we have retaken McComb and Lima.

“That’s not good enough!”  He snapped looking back at Warlord “and this Warrior House Sortek are they a Capellan unit working for the Federated Suns?”

“We do not believe so, they appear to be a homegrown unit from House Sortek a strong supporting family of the Davion’s.”

“But the naming Warrior House?”  Akira said pacing across the room “it’s almost like they want to spark a conflict with the Capellans” he pondered.

“The Capellan border has been quiet”

“I know!”  He shouted again angrily putting down the older man “we wouldn’t be in this position if the Capellans could keep the Federated Suns busy without losing the rest of their realm.”

“We need to move more troops and naval support to the Benjamin District and reinforce Midway’s defences.”

“I agree.”

“Dieron has also requested aid the situation in the Vega Prefecture they say is getting out of hand they cannot funnel enough supplies into Vega to support the worlds.  Akira Tormark has again asked to dissolve the Vega Prefecture and allow other regional leaders take over.”

“And give those regional leaders more power?  No, tell Tormark to deal with the situation in Vega with the resources he has.”

“He is also trying to stop pirates that appear from nowhere and further Isle of Skye attacks!”  Hirohito Kurita said raising his own voice bringing an angry glance from the Coordinator.

“Vega is an internal matter which the Duke should be able to deal with he is a Warlord of the Draconis Combine the Rasalhague Dominion has done him a favour by taking those systems from the Lyrans the Isle will be distracted.  All Tormark has to do is reroute JumpShips into the region and have his troops crack down on dissidents.”  He explained briefly touching on the recent Dominion annexation of Eaglesham and Phalan from the Lyrans after an Isle of Skye JumpShip bound for the Vega Prefecture took a short-cut through Dominion space.

“That will lead to casualties.”  Hirohito cautioned

“They speak out against their Coordinator and their nation” Akira Kurita said coldly “have the troops use non-lethal weapons where they can Dieron needs to deal with this situation by their selves for now we need to cut off the Davions.”

“We have a plan to use McComb and Lima as a launching point, to drive through New Ivaarsen and to launch attacks on Robinson but the plan will not be ready until next month.”  He said the Coordinator shot him another look “ships only travel so fast.”

“We need to do more” he said looking at the Combine/Suns/Raven border “like here” he said pointing at the backwater border world of Capra it should be important a meeting point between three nations but all three tended to ignore it.  “This area of the Draconis March is under defended.  We strike and drive towards the Crucis March.  We threaten the Davion’s heartland and they will pull back.”

“The years have been good to the Federated Suns they have reserves we have faced the Ravens, Bears and Lyrans.  We cannot launch a twin offensive it is one plan or the other.”

“Then we drive through Capra ignore the meat grinder that will be Robinson and aim for the Crucis March.”  He said “redeploy our Robinson offensive troops to Capra.”

“Yes Coordinator” Hirohito replied looking at the map the Combine were half a dozen worlds from striking at Robinson but they were more than a dozen from the Crucis March.  He knew that they needed to increase recruitment and raise more Regular units, they also needed to move their focus from the Ravens and onto the bigger threats of the Federated Suns and Rasalhague Dominion.

Thirty-seventh Star League Games, Star League Stadium
Solaris City, Solaris VII
Independent World
14th June 3110


   As fighting envelops the Succession States and several of the Clans the Star League Games continue on Solaris with the Thirty-seventh Star League Games at the Star League Stadium.  As with every year competitors from across the Inner Sphere representing nations, Clans and independents entered desiring to become the newest Star League champion.  From nearly the beginning to the end of the fighting there was only one real competitor in the battle.  As others fought grudge matches representing nations Star Colonel Lesley Helmer a ristar of Clan Jade Falcon piloting a Gryfalcon BattleMech fought for one thing, victory, despite receiving several warnings from the competitions judges for targeting enemy BattleMech’s cockpits there was no other that could match the speed or ferocity of the Jade Falcon warrior and a Thirty-fifth champion of the Star League Games was crowned (the eighteenth and twentieth games both lacked champions due to external forces).

Macy’s Bar, Kopara
Badlands, Twin Sons
District of Lesnovo, Free Worlds League
20th June 3110


After months being laid up following the fighting on Twin Sons Petra Furey was ready to return to duty and serve the Twin Sons and the Free Worlds League but she didn’t know exactly what she wanted after being injured on her own homeworld.  Instead she found herself at Macy’s Bar in the town of Kopara in an area of the Badlands her parents had always advised her to avoid and an area that if her CO knew she was in he’d probably drum her out of service.
Sitting at what looked like an ancient table she sat staring at the drained drink tankard thinking about getting another when a good looking male patron sat down opposite her placing down another two drinks.  “I’m not interested.”

“How is that a way to greet a visitor bringing drinks?”  He asked from his accent and tone she realized he was another descendant of the small dark caste population based on Twin Suns.

“I am now interested” she repeated

“You do not even know what I was going to say.”  He said as a young female sat down at the table “good evening Jessica” he said she nodded and looked at Petra.

“Is she in?”

“I am not interested” Petra said for a third time as a third member of the party sat at the table he was older and very obviously of Elemental stock “really guys what is this?”  She demanded getting annoyed at the interruption but at the same time a little concerned.  She moved to pick up the offered drink with one hand and undid the safety on her sidearm with her other hand.

“You think we will hurt you Petra Furey?”  The first male asked obviously picking up on her movement she almost cursed but remained silent.  “I would have thought you would have found us kindred spirits” he said “we want the same thing as you.”

“Which is?”

“Protection for our people, peace on Twin Sons and a strong District of Lesnovo” he said immediately.

“Our people?”

“The Smoke Jaguars” he said the other two nodded “dark caste isn’t exactly something people can rally behind.”

“Keep your voice down” Petra said looking around the bar the Smoke Jaguar tag was hardly a popular one on Twin Sons beyond the Port Arthur settlement and hated within the Inner Sphere.  Instead of being intimidated by the potential problems it might cause he stood up wiping his brown hair to one side.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of Macy’s Bar I am Flintoff Weaver and I am a Smoke Jaguar!”  He said loudly so everyone in the bar could hear him.

“HAIL!” The bar responded once before going back to there own business as Flintoff sat down.

“We are all Jaguars here, or at least our parents were, not many trueborns left other and Massa here” he said indicating to his Elemental companion.  Looking around the bar Petra saw similar bodylines and behaviour from most of the patrons not all of them were of Jaguar blood but they obviously had nothing against those who did she didn’t know why they were not all at Port Arthur but she guessed she’d get an answer here.

“What do you want with me?”  She asked looking back at them.

“Join us” Flintoff said “embrace your inner Smoke Jaguar and help us fix the wrongs on Twin Suns and beyond.”  He said finally making his plans clear a plan which would ultimately lead to the rebirth of Clan Smoke Jaguar.

Rasalhague Dominion Raid
Vega, Vega Prefecture
Miliary District of Dieron, Draconis Combine
24th June 3110


After the bombing of the Rasalhauge Bloodchapel that had killed the Khan and many of the Bloodnamed, with no obvious culprit, the tensions on the Dominion and Combine border were high.  To keep their troops from striking out on their own, the newly promoted and minted Commanders hurriedly put in place to replace those killed had their troops carrying out large numbers of exercises.  In well documented and broadcast events, Exercise POLAR STAR involved several WarShips and one full Galaxy’s worth of troops simulating an attack against a world as the Bears attempted to keep their population's confidence in their military.  There was also a spate of tit for tat Trials with the Coyotes. Although no worlds changed hands, it kept the Warriors of both Clan’s sharp and netted both sides some valuable salvage.

Still there was a series of Trials and reprisal raids against the Combine.  The Dominion’s military was angry, and the lack of any lead about who had caused the bombing, along with the flow of refugees over the border from the Vega Prefecture was just making things worse. 

Elements of the Fifth Bear Guards launched a raid on Outer Volta, not to claim it but just to attack the Combine defenders. Despite heavy losses the Bear’s left half of the Fifteenth Ghost Regiment in terrible shape with entire Companies wrecked.

On Luzerne the Combine retaliated when two Battalions of the Fourteenth Ghost Regiment launched a reprisal raid, aiming at taking supplies and Clan equipment. They were resisted by forces from the Thirtieth Provisional Garrison Cluster as well as large numbers of volunteers who helped dig trenches and supply extra infantry, freeing up the Thirtieth to fully counter the Combine attackers.  Here honours were roughly even but the Combine unit did not get as much salvage as they were after.

There were a few short but sharp skirmishes in space as well on the border of the Vega Province.  A Combine Tramp-class JumpShip jumped in above Port Moseby as a civilian registered vessel it launched three DropShips full of refugees whom burned towards the planet declaring their surrender and requesting humanitarian aid.  Behind them a Combine Achillies detached from the JumpShip demanding that the refugees return to the JumpShip and broadcasting an apology to the Rasalhague defenders for their error in jumping into the system.

At the Rasalhague Dominion jump point picket the commander and crew of the Vanir-class DropShip Thunder at Night had a split second decision to make allow the Achilles to track down the civilians and possibly end up shooting them down or stop the DCMS vessel.  Their choice made the Thunder of Night acted interposing herself between the Combine Achillies and the civilian DropShips demanding the Achilles immediate and unconditional surrender.

Refusing the Thunder of Night's orders to stand down the Achilles opened fire, initiating a duel between the two that saw the Thunder at Night badly damaged but the Achilles was crippled and boarded.  Several days later the three civilian vessels landed on Port Moseby and were surrounded by the elite troops of the First Polar Bear Assault Cluster who didn't completely trust that the civilian ships were what they said they were.  As the ships doors opened the Bears found a wave of civilians crammed into the vessel and in need of immediate medical attention. 

Above the operational mess diplomatically the Combine and Dominion were barely talking with one another.  Demands to return refugees were met with cold silence as were demands to stop them coming.

So the tit for tat raids had gone on for months.  At some of the refugee camps the Workers and Merchants trying to organise the camps were overwhelmed and when a food shipment was delayed due to a technical problem with a JumpShip’s drive, there was a riot by hungry, tired and just exhausted Combine civilians who had run to the Dominion for help and found a situation developing which was as bad as the Combine.

  The additional strain the re-routing of JumpShips and DropShips was slowing the Rasalhague Dominion economy and this was not helped by the redeployment of so many JumpShips to help with military manoeuvres. 

The elevation of Michael Hawkins to Khan didn’t help matters either. Something of a traditionalist, he resented the power that people he viewed as Civilians had amongst the Dominion and his relationship with the Royal Family and Council were cold but cordial at best.  The elevation of Delta Galaxy’s Angela Bekker to the post of saKhan was seen as a move to balance the leadership of the Clan by many.  But his attitude towards the situation on the Combine border was that of a Clan Warrior, he met force with force. 

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Upon receiving the simple signal ‘Maul’ that, was broadcast via HPG, Vega fell.  Not the world, but the entire Prefecture thirteen Combine worlds targeted by the Bears in one move.

A Dominion task group centred around the Rasalhague as well as the Conqueror Tseng and their escorting destroyers the Bergen and Norge made the jump into the Vega system, appearing at the Pirate Point near Vega herself, DropShips detaching minutes after appearing.

In these craft were Mechs from Epsilon Galaxy including several Watch Detachments and their ‘Special Service’ Mech’s drawn from the Dominions Strategic reserves.  By far Epsilon Galaxy was the strongest in all of the Rasalhague Dominion’s forces commanded by the newly minted saKhan Angela Bekker and supplemented by the saKhan’s own cluster the Eighth Bear Cuirassiers the unit moved swiftly and hit with an unprecedented force.

As the lead elements of Epsilon hit Vega, other Clusters were hitting Aubisson, Shinoha, Alnasl and Tsukude.  On all five worlds with a lacked of military control from Dieron and the coordination needed from Vega following the bombings there months before, fighting had broken out over who was in command, with some officers refusing commands from those of senior rank but junior service or in one case over a matter of one Officer being promoted a mere two weeks ahead of a rival who refused to accept his seniority.

On Vega though Chu-sa Naomi Tiberias still commanded the loyalty of her units after some rather brutal displays of discipline enacted upon units and civilians who, in her view, were disloyal to the Draconis Combine and counter-productive to the solution on the world.

And it was onto his HQ complex that Epson's Eighth Bear Cuirassiers and the Second Polar Bear Assault Cluster dropped whilst fighters from the clusters and WarShips bombed and strafed any target of opportunity.

The Dominion broadcast to the worlds that they were bringing order to the chaos, that they would bring food, water and protection to civilians from those who would abuse them.  With the new Coordinator distracted by fighting with the Ravens, Federated Suns and Lyrans and unable, or unwilling, to respond to the troubles on Vega what little organised military forces that were not fighting amongst themselves fell quickly. Head hunter strikes and heavy air and artillery attacks preceded Epsilon’s assaults and many of the local 'warlords' who claimed overall command over the Prefecture, in the Coordinators name of course, were killed at the onset of the Dominions assault.

Despite the chaos that had consumed the Prefecture, some units fought exceptionally hard. The Third Dieron Regulars Regiment was reduced to 10% operational Mech’s by the time its Commander, a young Sho’sa accepted an offer of Surrender, in doing so his forces had gutted the as well as elements of the First Polar Bear Battle Cluster with his defiance.  Granted Safcon the survivors were allowed to board dropships and depart the Prefecture with honour intact but the fighting for Vega was over and the world, along with several others were already secured by the Rasalhague Dominion troops.

The Ares Might was scuttled by her crew during the initial attack on New Wassen.  Part of the orbital defences included a pair of Nekohono’o Assault DropShips and although both DropShips were destroyed, both had launched a swarm of assault shuttles loaded with Raiden clad Battle armour.  With the primary magazines lost to them the Captain of the Ares Might ordered the reactor’s safeties to be disabled even as the Combine assault forces stormed the bridge.  The massive explosion as the fusion reaction consumed the ship was visible from the surface, but it was just part of the backdrop for many as Dominion and Combine forces fought tooth and nail over the world’s Space Ports and communication centres as New Wassen also joined the Rasalhague Dominion.

Road to New Egypt
Forsair, Vega
Military District of Dieron, Draconis Combine
24th June 3110


Convoy escort had not been where Major Morgan Christofori had wanted to be during the Invasion of Vega by Rasalhague Dominion forces but that was where he was and the people of New Egypt were relying on his unit to get the supplies to their destination.  It had been part of a bigger plan to gain the trust of the locals and possibly find out who started the mess on the planet that was until the Bears had arrived.

Hit from multiple directions his company had lost three BattleMechs in less than two minutes four of their convoy vehicles destroyed.  Morgan closed his eyes for a moment and remembered turning on a charging Karhu blasting it with his Clan made lasers but the sixty-five ton OmniMech would not be stopped and moments later it slammed into him with its retractable blade slicing away the right arm.  Morgan had povited and fired his Medium Pulse Lasers burning the Karhu at point blank range but the OmniMech would not be stopped a particle projection cannon blast burned his right torso destroying two of the pulse lasers while another attack with the blade had smashed armour.  He’d tried to move away using his Penetrator’s jump jets but the Karhu hadn’t stopped its attack with another particle cannon blast bursting through his Pentrator’s rear armour smashing directly into the fusion engine.  Knocked off balance by the strike and falling forward Morgan had no choice but to punch out of the BattleMech his ejection seat throwing him across the battlefield before the parachutes deployed slowing his descent.  As he fell towards the ground he saw what was left of his company be overrun the Bears he hoped the other elements of the Ninety-fifth Special Operations Battalion had done better.  Landing hard in the undergrowth he’d tried to wriggle from the command chair and grab his sidearm but before he could an Elemental stepped up to him and swung its Battle Claw down disarming him and probably breaking his right hand.  As he was dragged along the ground Morgan remembered seeing his shattered command couch remembering that it was his father’s seat, his father’s BattleMech, and he’d let him down as he drifted into unconsciousness.

Tomad’s Burrow
Baxter, Vega Prefecture
Military District of Dieron, Draconis Combine
28th June 3110 2247 local time


“Chu-sa, a message from Tai-I Genda, he’s got the ammunition convoy moving, he had to commandeer a Kiso to clear a route and is requesting that we send forces to help escort him in.”

“Tell Genda we’ve none to spare, those Bear bastards are hitting us hard, the Akagi river has been breached and there’s at least two Supernova’s moving out from Zeon Starport.”

Chu-sa Sayami looked at his perimeter. The holo-display gave cold, hard numbers and force dispositions but it wasn’t a match for eyes on the ground.  The Epsilon Galaxy forces had been fighting very un-Clanlike but then again their attacks had been very effective.

“Damn it…we need that ammo, get Sho-ko Nordh’s armour to support Genda, and tell Gunsho Shin to deploy her battle armour with them and provide close support for the tanks.

“Hai Chu-sa!”  The Lieutenant, one of Sayami’s original cadre before this mess had started saluted before running out of the command bunker that was buried under what had been a shopping centre.  The Dominion were bombing and strafing command posts and with their warships overhead they were looking for command posts and strong EM signatures so his command post was in a shopping centre’s basement and all messages were delivered by runners or by wired telephones, crude as all hell but effective and it had kept him alive when the Bears dropped on his world and neighbouring units had gone off the air.

His surviving troops were a mixture of his forces from the Sixteenth Legion of Vega as well as stragglers from the local Baxter militia that had snapped back to reason and stopped fighting one another.  With the world at risk there was more at stake than personal honour.

“Sir, the Black Bear’s have been sighted at grid 14 by 29, moving north east.”

“Understood, raise Chu-i Matsuda and order her out of that area, they could be hunting or they could be on patrol, we can’t lose her lances in the confines of the Industrial district.”

“Hai!”

The Colonel bit back a curse before taking a swig from his water bottle, the so called ‘Black Bears’ were a group of five Mech’s, all some type of Kodiak and they’d been instrumental in gutting several positions in the battle for the Starport before going on a rampage through an assault lance belonging to the Sixteenth.  They’d even broadcast them pulling an Atlas apart before Tai-i Morgen’s Battlemaster fell at their hands as well. 

No, these troops were not like normal Clanners at all like Vega before it Baxter quickly succumb to the Bear onslaught as the Rasalhague Dominion extended its control over the Combine Prefecture.

Defence Lines
Gram, Military District of Dieron
Draconis Combine
28th June 3110 1742 local time


The air was alive with gunfire, heavy roars of autocannons, the buzz saw snarl of HAGs and scream of missiles contested with the electronic ripping sound of lasers and the thunderous pulse of particle cannons and all Hojuhei Tanna wanted to do was dig her way deeper into her trench, cradling her Type 2001 rifle as close as she could, teeth clenched tight in terror.

Like the rest of her unit she was a ‘volunteer’ that had been drafted up at gun point to fight but now she couldn’t even run.  The military Police had set up behind the volunteer’s trench lines and the bastards had made it clear that their first targets were not any attacker, but them.  Cursing the injustice of everything, she managed to pick herself up as the firestorm swept overhead, managing to peek over the lip of the trench.

A few kilometres away, as Hill 203 flattened out into plains she could see Combine Mech’s engaging the Dominion attackers, but it was a forlorn hope, a few dozen against scores.  Still she, like everyone else cheered when a Dominion Vulture vanished in a fireball as its ammo cooked off but that was only at that part of the line.  A group of Clan Mech’s was making its ascent, stomping up the muddy hill that had once been a park, but now the only ‘flowers’ there were of the anti-personnel and anti-vehicle type and the only ‘bushes’ were tangles of barbed wire.

There was a loud BOOM as a dug in Tokugawa opened fire.  The tank had been dug in and half buried under rubble to camouflage it and now its autocannon opened fire, sending streams of shot down the hill.   It was an old vehicle, powered by an unreliable ICE engine and had been discovered in some old war stocks and hurriedly refuelled and re-armed to take part in the fighting. 

It got three shots out before a volley of laser light smashed into its turret, boiling away the mud that had been thrown over it to hide it before punching into the armour.  Engine revving the tank started to move back to another fire position but a particle bolt ripped through the turret and ended the tank and its crews service to the Combine in a massive explosion.

Tanna cursed ‘Warlord’ Mayamoto for refusing to move his command post; she cursed the wet mud sucking at her boots, and the Dominion for attacking her world. 

“Stand up and fight! Ignore the Mechs, target the battle armour!”

There were a few cracks and then more as the platoon let rip with their bolt action rifles, fear of the dark armoured shapes running up the muddy hill, fear of the men behind them with machine guns should they break adding to their ‘encouragement’ as they fired round after round at their attackers.

The Dominion Rogue Bear’s returned fire, snarling machine guns sending plumes of mud and water into the air as they tore up the ground around the trenches trying to suppress the Combine defenders.  The leading elements of the Second Tyr Assault Cluster were moving behind them, ignoring the infantry fight at their feet, their guns flattening bunkers or heat sources that indicated a tank or gun position.  The five Kingfishers chosen for their durability were working their way up the hill whilst the rest of the Cluster slowly dismantled the Combine position.

Hojuhei Tanna snapped off a shot at a blue and white painted battle suit, the round sparking harmlessly off its thick plate and she could only watch in horror as it jumped into the Trench ahead of hers, its brutal vibro-claws making quick and messy work of the four troops in the firing pit.  The machine guns were firing now, fortunately not at her or he squad, pouring lead into the Bear Elementals and one collapsed on its face, its pilot either injured or dead but there was a LOT more coming up behind it. 

Tanna screamed as one of the Dominion suits thundered towards her, emptying her magazine before scrambling down the trench as its booted feet thudded down behind her.  Her rifle didn’t have a bayonetted and she had no more ammo and as the suit turned towards her she knew that this was her time to die, but she was determined to die on her feet, brandishing her rifle like a club.  The Bear suit raised its arm, its clawed hand opening before Tanna’s world went white as she fell into the mud of the trenches.

She awoke two hours later, her ears still ringing from the effects of the stunner.  Woozy and dazed she was with other prisoners taken during the assault. Up on the top of Hill 203 the flag of the Dominion had replaced the Combine one that flew there and the ‘Warlords’ Hatomoto-Chi was a smoking wreck, its gold and blue armour blackened and rent by gun fire.

Dominion Elementals kept a sharp eye on their prisoners whilst medics from both sides moved amongst the wounded, helping those who they could, giving comfort to those they could not.

“Hey, drink this, the ringing will stop eventually, give it an hour or so.”

The speakers voice was rather heavily accented and his Japanese was atrocious but his meaning clear as the somewhat vague shape swimming before Tanna’s eyes came into focus as he bent down and passed her a water bottle.  High in the sky there was a ball of fire and smoke falling towards the ground, shedding parts of itself as it burned up in the atmosphere.  Tanna Nagai didn’t know that it was the Ursa Minor, rammed by a Combine DropShip, finally giving up her battle with the gravity well of the planet, her engines dead.  Her crew had managed to evacuate and the largest chunks of her hull were predicted to come down in the Southern Ocean.

“Did…did we win?”

“No, but you did win your freedom from your oppressors."

It had cost the Rasalhague Dominion more than they had expected but Gram like Baxter, New Wassen, Eltanin and the rest of the Vega Prefecture had fallen.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #903 on: September 07, 2017, 04:40:14 PM »

My thanks to marauder for the Shirke piece

Minette New Service, HPG Broadcast
Minette PDZ, Crucis March
Federated Suns
4th July 3110


“In conclusion is there an unidentified WarShip moving through the Crucis March?  We do not know.  So far all we can confirm that JumpShips have seen shadows and radiation surges in places there should be nothing.  Neither MIIO or the Federated Suns Naval Command are willing to comment on rumours nor are they willing to confirm deployments of naval craft in the territories of the Federated Suns however everyone is advised to be wary and report anyting that they believe to be suspicious to the relevant authorities.”  The broadcaster said as the transmission ended Stefan Banacek glanced over at Star Captain Gerry Harper.

“See what I said to you this ship has not even engaged an AFFS unit and already there are rumours.”

“How are we supposed to avoid being cornered by them if already they talk about us?”  Harper wondered beginning to wonder if attempting to run through the periphery instead of the Federated Suns.

“This ship is like a technitians multi-tool” Banacek suggested but Harper didn’t seem to grasp the idea “you need to stop thinking like a Star Captain of Clan Snow Raven.  You need to think like a pirate” he said seeing Harper’s disgust “your ship is a jump capable tool which is able to travel through multiple systems with a full battery charge you don’t need to travel close to stars.”

“We still will need to engage JumpShips, DropShips or land on planets to gather resources to keep this WarShip operational.”

“Aff, but the Sceptre does not need to approach a system we could send land teams…”

“And again we need to rely on your forces?”  He asked irritated at the man over the last week twice Banacek had suggested his unit be used in action while the Sceptre remained out of contact with their enemies.

“Neg, given the AFFS interest in our whereabouts the appearance of an Overlord C-class DropShip on any planet will gain attention.”  He suggested to which Harper nodded “instead I suggest we jump into the outer reaches of a system and deploy small teams on small craft.  They head into a star system and land on a planet there they make small trades and act like traders while we remain silent in the outer reaches of the system.”  He said “that way we can gather intelligence without the AFFS knowing of our position or plans.”

“That can only go so far, we will have to engage them.”

“Aff, but at our time and our choosing”

Raven Clan Council Hall
Dante
Raven Alliance
12th July, 3110


Taking his place on the podium Khan Vir Sukhanov addresses the council with optimism, “After our successful invasion of the Combine, I now bring both good and bad news to the council.  Despite efforts to reinvigorate the units I must remove three clusters from the rolls of the touman, to that end Epsilon Galaxy’s Solahma cluster, the Eighth Garrison cluster, and the Fifteenth Battle cluster have been disbanded.”  He lets these words sink in before continuing, “In better news, I have expanded the units assigned to the Watch, the remains of the Eighth Garrison form a core to the Second Rangers.  And we have removed the Combine as a threat to our borders, thanks in no small part to Star Admiral Rhai McKenna, whose leadership devastated the local Combine fleet.  She has recently been placed in charge of our first Arbitration-class warship, the Dauntless.”  Vir intentionally does not mention that her rise was due to his error in calculating the aggressiveness the Combine would display.

Now came the more controversial part, “As many of you know, we have a new Galaxy Commander among us, may I formally introduce Astrid Ramora, previously commanding the Fourth Guards.”  Murmurs are heard throughout the chamber as he includes a new Bloodname in her introduction, near the back a pair of hands clap as Star Colonel Bran McTiernen looks on with expectation and commitment to his new commanding officer, this singular clap grows to a roar as the rest of the council takes part.

The rest of the council finishes without serious uproar, but lays out the current state of the clan.  The creation of a second bloodname Raldamax had been granted to a ProtoMech pilot who had defeated two opposing BattleMechs in single combat.  News of this had spread quickly through the Touman with ProtoMech pilots already vying for the right to gain this new Bloodname and add their own genes to its heritage.  The report from the Quatre Belle yards was frustrating indicating that the Dauntless would not be ready until 3112, and while repair has been started on the slips the yard will not be back to it’s prior capabilities for another year or two.

Later in the month, Nexus Ri hosts the first pair of trials over the worlds disputed by the Ravens and Combine.  The first trial results in a Raven loss as the Alpha Battalion of the Ryuken-Go dispatches their opposing Ninth Raven Garrison, though the match is very close as the Ninth’s aggression nearly causes the Ryuken’s left flank to collapse, only being held through experience and sheer determination.  The second trial pits the Beta Battalion against elements of the Seventh Raven Garrison, it quickly turns into a battle of maneuver eventually leading to the quicker clan units placing the Combine units in an extremely disadvantageous position, Beta surrenders with very few actual shots being made.  The results of the trials put Pondicherry back in the hands of the Combine and Rushaven back in the hands of the Alliance.

Loremaster of the Clans office
City of Andrey, Tuyakkid
Independent Clan territory
13th July 3110


   Star Colonel Arnesta Devalis stood nervously in front of Loremaster of the Clans Brennley Roshak the younger woman.  “There are things that we need to know that we currently do not.”  She said explaining Arnesta’s presence in her office.

   â€œWe are allowed the trial against the other Clans and the Inner Sphere.”

   â€œAff, but we cannot learn all we wish to learn from Trials alone.”  Roshak explained “even the Clans themselves are not completely aware of some of the troubles we face.  Which is why I have chosen to form a new Watch, one belongs to Tukayyid, one which serves our interests and those of the Clans.”

   â€œAnd one that the Clans ae not aware of Quiaff?”

   â€œAff for now Star Colonel until we have learned what we need to protect ourselves and the other Clans.”

   â€œDeception is not honourable.”

   â€œNeg, it is not, but if it was not effective then the Inner Sphere would currently belong to us which it does not.”  Roshak replied “I do not like the need for a Watch but I do see the need for one.”  She said “you have been selected to form and command these warriors.”

   â€œAn honour” Devalis replied with not a hint of sarcasm “I am a warrior I am not a spy.”

   â€œThen you will need to learn to be both Star Colonel” Brennley Roshak said moving around the desk to look at the other officer “I need you to be both Star Colonel the safety of Tukayyid depends on it.”

Testing Hanger
Hamarr, Sudeten
Jade Falcon Occupation Zone
17th July 3110


Chief Scientist Heymer and her staff all bowed as Khan Jaina Pryde entered the hangar.  Save for a few Technicians and Labourers the group of Scientists, the Khan and a hulking brute from her Keshik were the only people in the hangar.
“My Khan, thank you for taking time out of your schedule to come, we are all honoured by your presence.”

“Trying to butter me up before we begin are we Chief Scientist Heymer?”  Khan Pryde narrowed her eyes, but there was the hint of a smile on her lips as the Scientist bowed once more, not meeting her gaze.

“Neg my Khan, I am merely speaking the truth.”

“Indeed… now, what do you have for us?”  There was a cold edge to Pryde’s voice, she was not one to reward failure and with the resources diverted for this latest project, failure was not an option for any involved.

The Scientist smiled nervously and gestured towards a large display screen. 

“As you know, the Turkina has been our premier Assault Mech since 3052 but we feel it has come to the end of its development cycle barring major and extensive redesigns.  As this would not be cost effective, we took the approach of looking at using an existing chassis as frame for a replacement or at least to act as a supplemental machine as the Turkina is far from obsolete.”

The holo sprang to life, showing the familiar shape of an Onager. 

“We took the Onager chassis and stripped it…”

“Hopefully of its Improved Jump Jets” the Khan’s bodyguard interrupted, his words a threatening rumble that was laden with menace.

“Aff!  Whilst powerful they are too heavy to be efficient on so large a machine.  So instead we stripped it to the skeleton and reinforced the main joints whilst adding five tons of mass.”  Scientist Heymer tried not to sound too scared, but soon settled back into her steady, calm way of speaking.

The image of the Mech rotated, showing it being reduced to a skeleton before it started to grow and change.  The Chief Scientist handed over to one of her colleagues who talked about the engine and the changes there but all could see the Khan was either getting bored or becoming impatient with the deluge of ‘minor details’.

“Yes but what of the weapons and performance?”  The Khan sounded bored, not a good sign for those giving the presentation.

“Our initial prototype featured a gauss rifle but we have replaced it with an imported Hell’s Horses HAG-20.  As time goes on we hope to open production of the weapon ourselves…” She began but the Khan’s glance made it clear that it was a topic for another day.  “Keeping the same tactical paradigm as the Gyrfalcon that is now entering service this new Mech is built to engage at long range with precision weapons fire.  Spheroid Mechs or those used by the Dominion tend to be crude clubs; this is a rapier to be wielded by our expert and honourable Warriors.”

The Scientist nodded and there was a dull rumble as one of the Mech bay’s blast doors slid open and light spilled out.  Perhaps it was intended but the result was quite impressive as a large bipedal Battlemech came into view, floodlights illuminating its freshly painted armour, proudly baring the jade green of a Turkina Keshik Mech.  The Mech’s left arm was a long multi-barrelled type of HAG, whilst a large laser sat in a flexible mounting on each shoulder. 

The right hand was a hooked claw, based in part on the Onager’s but instead of straight, almost scissor like blades, this Mech’s hand actuator was shaped into a trio of sharp looking claws, their tips painted a deep red.

The Scientists had clearly put considerable work into the shape of the design, long gone was the bulky, inelegant frame of the Onager.  This machine was far sleeker despite its greater mass and its cockpit wasn’t some blocky affair but shaped more like a bird of prey’s hooked beak.  This avian look was massively reinforced by the huge Partial Wing system, locked into its combat configuration, splayed and raised, the undersides a brilliant yellow.

“Magnificent… Is it ready to be taken out for testing?”  Khan Pryde drank in the sight of the Mech before her.  It was an avatar and a weapon, a towering monster that would strike fear into those who saw it and inspire those who followed it; she sounded and looked a bit awed.

“Aff my Khan, all weapons are active and a full war load is on board.”  Heymer stated proudly, glad at the reaction from the Khan even as her face dropped as the Falcon’s leader walked passed her, heading towards the crew gantry to climb into her Mech.

“My Khan, if you will head this way we will be able to observe the Trial between this Mech and its opponent a Turkina Prime.”

“I will be taking it into battle.”  It wasn’t a request, it was an order.

“But… this is a live fire exercise...”

“I agree my Khan; we should let the test pilot take it out.”  That came from Star Captain Victor Malthus and at his voice Khan Pryde stopped and turned her face as cold as the void.

“You doubt my abilities quiaff?”

“Neg!” Warrior and Scientist stated at the same time.

“Good. Do not tell my opponent who they are facing, or you will face me I wish this to be a true test one which the other warrior does not hold back from.”

“A-aff my Khan” Chief Scientist Heymer said as Khan Pryde got onto the gantry lift.  She was suddenly immensely glad they had installed the Clans first full head ejection system into this new Mech.

“If anything happens to her, I will hold you personally responsible.  Do I make myself clear Chief Scientist?”  The Khan’s bodyguard was behind Heymer, she didn’t hear him move, but she felt the grip of his hand on her shoulder and could see the alarmed looks from some of her colleagues who would not dare help if the Warrior decided to punish their superior for any failure, real or perceived.  The Scientist nodded slightly, her throat suddenly dry.

“A-Aff…I accept any and all responsibility.”

“Good.  The Khan likes you, but fail her and there will not be enough left of you to identify your body.  Am I clear?”  The Star Captain’s voice was even, steady, he wasn’t making a threat, he was stating a fact.

“Aff”

“Reactor Online, Sensors Online, Weapon systems Online, All systems nominal.”  Moving into the Circle of Equals the Mech was running well.  It only took her a few minutes to get use to the cockpit layout, to configure the weapons into her own firing patterns. 

“Warrior! I am Star Captain Andreas, your defeat will swift, yield and I may take you as my bondsman!”

The broadband transmission came from a Turkina, Khan Pryde’s sensors showing it moving into the circle.  The squat, broad profile of the Turkina was totally familiar to any Jade Falcon Warrior or anyone who faced them, it was an old design, but it was still formidable.

“Star Captain Andreas, you are old, you have failed to earn a Bloodname, you have failed as a Warrior and your defeat here will be the last failure of your life.”  Pryde shot back, hoping he didn’t recognise her voice. 

“So be it, you will not get any mercy from me!”  At that the Turkina broke into a lumbering walk, its broad feet thumping into the grassy ground of the Trial arena.  Activating up her ECM, Khan Pryde broke her machine into a run, rapidly accelerating to a full 64kph as her defensive systems alerted her to a missile lock from the still distant Turkina.

“Not bad, but not in range…” Pryde muttered, steering her Mech into a dense copse of trees, the ECM throwing out false targeting information and ghost targets for the Turkina to try and track.

“Hiding in the woods like a Spheroid coward eh?”

She gave him her ‘answer’ by stomping on the jump jet pedals and there was a rumble as the jump jets fired.  The partial wing snapped into position, going from its vertical position to horizontal as the jets fired.  The wings moved and shifted, working to increase airflow over them, whilst little thrusters on the tips of the wings fired, adding stability whilst the Mech leapt through the air. 

The Khan twisted her Mech’s waist, grunting as she ignored the shaking from the jump even though it was far smoother than her usual Grand Summoner's jumps.  At extreme range, she picked out the Turkina, the Mech’s fire control systems and targeting computer working seamlessly to highlight the distant Mech before she fired.

A pair of bright green lances of laser light raked across the Turkina’s right side, leaving a pair of glowing furrows near the right shoulder.

Even as Pryde’s Mech thundered earthbound the Turkina was returning fire, a blizzard of LRM’s as well as both ER PPC’s reaching out towards her Mech.

One of the LRM salvo’s, spoofed by the ECM failed to lock on properly, missing cleanly above and behind the Mech as it fell towards the ground.  One particle cannon blast ripped into the top of some of the trees, blasting them into kindling.  But the other LRM and PPC found their target, the energy bolt venting its anger against Khan Pryde’s Mech’s chest, whilst eight missiles cratered armour across the Mech as its clawed feet slammed into the ground. 

She knew she was faster and more agile, but the Turkina was more heavily armed, she knew to ‘trade’ with it would be a losing game with terminal consequences.  Not a game Khan Pryde wanted to play.

Using the rolling hills of the testing ground she moved towards the big contact of the Turkina, both Mech’s stomping towards one another at full speed.   Breaking out of cover Khan Pryde was already turned to face her target and she mashed the firing triggers as the crosshairs pulsed a healthy blue indicating a lock.

Still at long range for Clan combat, or ‘true’ fighting range as many Clan Warriors tended to think, the HAG let out a snarling blurt of hyper-velocity slugs, joined by a pair of ER laser bolts.  The slower Turkina had to turn its whole body, its lack of a waist assembly, sacrificed to make it a squat target was caught seemingly by surprise.  It seemed the Star Captain Andreas had underestimated his opponents speed. 

The volley of HAG slugs raked across the Turkina’s right flank and arm, the impacts sparking even at this distance whilst her lasers left let more glowing gouges in the armour of the right arm and torso. 

The Turkina stopped, twisting as fast as it could, the twin LB-5’s hammering their answer to the incoming fire, whilst both PPC’s spat bolts of bright blue lightning at the Khan’s Mech, the 95-ton machine staggering as it rocked under Khan Pryde’s fire.  One LB-5 round slammed into the Khan’s Mech, the rest of the fire going wide, punching smoking holes in the ground or going wide, hitting nothing but air and Khan Pryde grinned.

“No wonder you have not earned a Bloodname, you cannot hit the broadside of a Dropship!  Let me end your shame!”  Her voice was full of malice as she fired again; pressing down on the jump pedals again, throwing her Mech into another long, but controlled jump.

A volley of missiles shot under her Mech and she grinned, her Mech’s sensors telling her that one of the particle cannons in the Turkina’s right arm was disabled as the HAG walked a volley of slugs across the Turkina.  Still one particle bolt and a cluster of LB-5 rounds caught her Mech in the leg and arm, but the partial wing was already working to control the descent as she opened the range with her jump. 

Khan Pryde took her time now, using her longer ranged guns to hammer at the Turkina whilst its responses were becoming weaker. Another blast from her lasers saw the Turkina’s right arm fall away at the elbow, the mangled limb trailing myomer and cables.  She laughed as she slowly, carefully ripped the other Assault Mech to shreds, a battle that ended in a huge blast as the LRM ammo in the Turkina’s torso was ripped open by a volley of HAG fire.   

The crippled Mech fell onto its face, smoke belching from its ruined torso, one leg scraping the ground as it tried to stand. 

“Star Captain Andreas, know that you faced Khan Jaina Pryde this day, and know that you fought well.  Your defeat has ushered in the arrival of this Mech to the Tourman, and know that you die with honour.”

It was child’s play to target the Turkina’s cockpit as the Mech stopped struggling, there was no reply from the downed machine, and as she fired, Khan Pryde knew there would not be one.  “Chief Scientist Heymer, I am most pleased with you and your colleagues work, how soon to begin construction?”  Khan Pryde was grinning dried her hair with a towel having dismounted from the Mech whilst Tech’s and her Scientists practically ran over to her to make sure she was unharmed.

“We have six prototypes complete now and…”

“You have five, this one is mine.”

“I stand corrected my Khan, with your authorization we can send the prototypes to our production facilities. It is then a matter of resource allocation and tool construct…”

“I asked for an answer, not detailed description.”

“Six months, perhaps five if we can disperse the design team to help set up facilities here on Sudeten and on Ark Royal.”
“Make it five and you will receive all the materials you need to build the future OmniMechs of our Touman.”  All the Scientists perked up at that prospect, their somewhat nervous smiles becoming more genuine, less concerned despite the extra workload that had just been dumped on their shoulders.  They started talking excitedly before the Chief Scientist Heymer silenced their chattering with a chop of her hand before speaking into the radio again.

“And have you thought of a name for the new Mech my Khan?”

“I had thought of Golden Eagle, but neg, it shall be called the Shrike.”

“A fine name, my Khan.”

“Of course it is Chief Scientist, I chose it after all.”

Khan Pryde heard the sycophantic laughter from the clearly relived Scientists and Technicians, there wasn’t going to be any sudden promotions due to the death of their leaders and they were happy they had both delivered a Mech the Khan liked and thereby avoided her wrath.  But Khan Pryde paid their relief no heed, her focus was on her new Mech, while not the OmniMech her Grand Summoner was her thoughts were already turning to what they would accomplish in battle together.

Trial of Possession
Qandahar, Qandahar Prefecture
Military District of Pesht, Draconis Combine
24th July 3110


   Katrine Devalis was in her element her Nova Cats were facing off against the Draconis Combine Mustered Society on the world of Qandahar.  After their Batchall the DCMS commander with two regiments of troops had agreed to meet Katrine Devalis in a limited Trial of Possession which she was currently winning. In the air above the Draconis Combine lines DropShips suddenly appeared over the First Amphigean Light Assault and the Fourth Ghost Regiment.  “This is Katrine Devalis” she said from her Deimos OmniMech’s cockpit “you lose great honour bringing in additional troops Combine commander.  I will also lose honour and match your numbers.”  She said

   â€œIt is you that has lost honour Nova Cat these troops are yours” the Amphigean’s commander said Katrine focused her OmniMech’s sensors on the DropShips seeing one of them was a Vanguard-class vessel.  She knew that would be only one person and immediately changed to the Nova Cat Galaxy command frequency.

   â€œYou steal my honour!  You stavag son of a bitch I let you live!”  She stated angrily watching as Nova Cat BattleMechs and Battle Armour dropped from the DropShips engaging the DCMS forces as they fell.

   â€œYou are wasting precious time Katrine Devalis” Khan Canin Rosse said as his own Dragon Cat OmniMech fell from the Vanguard blasting holes in a Draconis Combine Quickdraw.  “We have many things that we must discuss.”  He said as the OmniMech came in for a landing.

   â€œAff, we agreed to meet after these trials” Devalis said turning gunning down a Panther blowing the light BattleMech to pieces.

   â€œThese trials were unnecessary I informed you of such.”  He replied “your actions simply provoke further responses from the Combine which we do not currently need.”

   â€œThe Dragon is not ready to respond.”  Katrine said “we are ready.”  She said the Nova Cats had continued to make small raids but Qandahar and Kamarod were two further indications to the Draconis Combine that their Clan was not just a nuisance but also a threat, while their Khan seemed to want to make the Clan look unthreatening.  It was yet another thing that they would discuss on their trip to Tukayyid.

   With the addition of Khan Rosse’s forces both Quandahar and Kamarod fell quickly with the First Amphigean, Fourth and Sixth Ghost Regiments all destroyed by the Nova Cat forces.  With both systems secured Khan Rosse and saKhan Devalis quickly left the system heading for Tukayyid.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #904 on: September 26, 2017, 06:32:03 PM »

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Hamilton, Hell’s Horses OZ
8th August 3110


   â€œIt preformed well within our expected perametres” The technicial said looking up at the BattleMech “we are ready to move to the next stage of development, Star Colonel Colin.”

   â€œIt is up to the Khan’s choice” the younger lightly skinned man said looking up at the Parash BattleMech “you are correct it did well after years of testing it was nice to see it at war.”

   â€œNot just your Khan’s” a third darker skinned woman said on her uniform she wore the insignia of Clan Wolf.  “Remember, Star Colonel, Clan Wolf helped bring this technology into the fold it is only right that my Clan sees the benefits of it also.  We wish to see the full development of this technology.”

   â€œFor all of the Clans” Star Colonel Colin replied as the tech looked between the two Clan warriors “that was the plan to bring this technology to all of the Clans quiaff?”

   â€œAff, I believe that was the Khan’s plan.  Once the Wolves and Horses benefit then all Clans will see the rewards of our labours and we will be remembered.” The female warrior replied “however plans can change” she admitted “I was assigned here to oversee the development of this technology the victories here and elsewhere prove its worthiness.”

   â€œI wonder why you did not develop this in your own Occupation Zone?  You have plenty combat opportunities there.”

   â€œAff, but opportunities too close to those who may steal it, we have no interest in the enemies of the Clans gaining access to this technology.”

   â€œI thought this technology originated in the Inner Sphere?”  The tech said gaining a glare from both of the warriors “of course I may be wrong.”  He said making a hasty retreat.

   â€œYou will have to have him and the other techs eliminated.”  The female warrior said “we cannot have the Clans believing this technology is not ours.”

   â€œThe truth will come our eventually, Star Colonel Kya, if we do that then the project will be delayed while further technicians are trained.”

   â€œAff, I understand but secrecy must be maintained.”  The Hells Horse Star Colonel nodded they would have to begin again.

High Command Meeting
Imperial Palace, New Samarkand
Military District of Midway, Draconis Combine
10th August 3110


“Coordinator, the Nova Cats are in a precarious position and are far from their core territories.  If we were to strike them at the right position we could break their supply lines drive them from our Periphery regions before they become too entrenched.”  Warlord Minamoto Yoshitsune of Pesht said.

“Are you trying to counter my commands?”  Coordinator Akira Kurita demanded looking at the man.  “We have already deployed troops to the Federated Suns border their focus is on Benjamin our troops are ready to fall on their lines.”

“The Nova Cats threaten the stability of my region Coordinator. I must do my duty to the people of Pesht and the people of the Draconis Combine.”  The older man said “however the decision is ultimately yours.”  He said bowing his head.
“Gunji-no-Kanrei Kurita your suggestion for our course of action?”

“While Warlord Yoshitsune’s council is wise” he said looking at the other Warlord who nodded his thanks “our troops are already in position to strike the Federated Suns to have them move again would delay any offensive by a matter of weeks.”

“And in weeks the Federated Suns could be on Benjamin!  We need to turn them away.”  Warlord Tsion Ben-Judah of Benjamin said he was still angry that the Coordinator had not deployed troops to Benjamin to begin the counter-offensive.  He had settled for another attack on the Draconis March.

“I agree Pesht is a large region” Akira Kurita said “we need the forces based there ready to counter the Bears, Ravens and Nova Cats an offensive at this time.  We will support Pesht’s defence but for now we need to break House Davion’s assault into our territory.”  He said turning from Warlord Yoshitsune to Gunji-no-Kanrei Kurita “command the assault to go ahead as planned.”  He commanded making his decision final.  Hours later regiments launched into the Federated Suns attacking Capra, Cassias, McGehee and Udibi by the end of August the weak mercenary defensive line is shattered by the Draconis Combine’s offensive with two units Aaron’s Eradicators and the Second Dismal Disinherited are completely destroyed in the fighting and several others driven back.

Estate’s Generals
Tharkad, Donegal Province
Lyran Commonwealth
14th August 3110


   At a meeting of the Estates Generals on Tharkad Archon Jessica Steiner receives the support of the worlds of the Lyran Commonwealth but she realizes that her realm cannot continue to take the losses that it has over the last few years.  In an effort to bring the Estates Generals back on side Archon Jessica Steiner authorizes assaults by Lyran and mercenary forces against five worlds still held by the Stone Spirits and two held by Clan Jade Falcon.  The Lyrans are successful in capturing all five Stone Spirit systems and Clermont from the Jade Falcons unfortunately these successes does not reduce the threat to Coventry, Donegal, Tharkad, Odessa or Arcturus.

   In an effort to appease the Estate Generals and the Provincial leaders Archon Jessica Steiner agrees not to form additional Lyran Guard or Lyran Regular units and instead, with money taken directly from the Steiner family funds, she forms new units named for the Provincial capitals.  As a result the Coventry Cuirassier’s, the Alarion Airborne Assault and the Halfway Mechanized units are all added to Lyran rosters though each is only two regiments in strength and they are among the weakest in all of the Lyran Commonwealth Armed Force’s.

Caesar’s Hearth (Overlord-class DropShip)
Deep Space, Periphery
20th August 3110


Aboard the Overlord Dropship the MDS Caesar’s Hearth there was a mixture of nervous fear and nervous excitement.  Ahead the tugs moving the THS C. Sagan fired their thrusters one last time, bringing the ship to a halt before moving to a safe distance.  One old Leopard remained attached to the ship’s hull it was home to the repair crews working inside the partially active ship.

Whilst her hull plating still needed to be painted the decontamination and replacement of the main hull was finally complete and tech’s had been swarming over her insides, rewiring the vessel, they were replacing time worn computer cores and data systems with those the Marian Hegemony had acquired, stolen or purchased at considerable expense.

“My Caesar, we can begin at any time.”  Caesar Aleksandr Ward nodded at Sister Cassandra’s voice and gentle hand upon his shoulder.  She was just as excited as he was, but like the leader of the Marian Hegemony, she wasn’t showing her emotions.

“The word is given, begin single reaction ignition.”

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“Alright! We’ve got the go ahead.  Make sure the Fomalhaut’s Blade has a steady feed, we don’t want a bloody power surge, not now!”

A chorus of affirmatives answered the Chief engineer, watching the techroom a raised platform above the reconditioned reactor room.  Four of the ancient GE-2000 ‘Millennium’ type reactors dominated the chamber, old tokomak types that were so integral to the ship that simply removing them would have meant more time and resources consumed.  So, the Marians and their support from Interstellar Expeditions had instead set to getting the old reactors working bringing the ancient ship alive.

Several hundred tons of superconducting magnets that would have powered regiments worth of gauss rifles were painstakingly installed and fitted over a period of months once the aft section was at least air tight.  All they needed was one, just one to work. 

“Systems check!”

“Coolant systems online.”

“Fuel pumps active and in lockdown.”

“Magnetic fields building their charge.”

“Computer systems online, all good!”

The chief engineer grinned ‘Well, no guts, no galaxy…’ he thought “begin fuel feed!”  There was a soft rumble as the fuel pumps activated, feeding a stream of massively pressurized hydrogen into the heart of the reactor.  The partially metallic hydrogen slush was grabbed by the reactors magnetic coils, twisting the gas into invisible torus shapes in the pressurized chamber of the reactor.

“Initiating laser ignition in 3…. 2.... 1!”  There was a warm blue flash from within the reactor and a steadily rising hum that seemed to run through the whole ship.

“Report!”

“We have plasma ignition!  Magnetic field is holding!  Temperature at… 200 million Kelvin and going nowhere!”  The tech reported triumphantly.  That was the number they needed to hear, the reaction was self-sustaining, a helical blaze of blue light held in place by immensely strong magnetic fields, fed by super pressurized hydrogen.  “Sir, do we have permission to feed into the ship.”

“Damn right you do!  Bring it up to 50% and let’s get some life into the old girl!”  The Chief engineer said whilst quietly praying ‘please don’t blow up… please don’t blow up…’

“Roger! Disengaging batteries… now! Activating feed… now!”  The lights across the C. Sagan dimmed for a moment before blazing once more, re-wired computers came online and the whine of the reactor changed its pitch to a dull deep rumble as the C. Sagan came to life once more.

Outside the ship’s running lights came on, the lights that illuminated her name blazed whilst the massive rotating section started to move.  Aboard the Caesar's Hearth there was cheering, applause and toasts to the Caesar, his wisdom and of course to the Marian Hegemony.

“My Caesar! This is a great day, the Sagan lives.”  A fawning minister said, bowing as low as his age would allow.
“No, not the C. Sagan, the Stellaris Rex lives.” Caesar Aleksandr Ward replied his eyes fixed on the battered hull of his ship, already thinking of what he could do with his prize.  And then he glanced at Cassandra, and he knew she was thinking exactly the same thing. 

She glanced down as she felt her hand taken in the Caesar’s and she nodded.  “A good name my Caesar.”

“Well I can’t call her Cassandra’s Might… perhaps an escort vessel for her though…”

“Oh so you see me as an escort hmm…?”

The younger man snorted “Never.”  Cassandra squeezed Aleksandr Ward’s hand slightly and the younger man turned looking at his assembled ministers.  “Gentlemen, ladies, this is a great day for the Hegemony and for us all.  Aaron I want to know who was the engineer responsible for today’s test?”

“A Chief O’Brien my Lord.”

“Promote him two ranks, and everyone on his staff up a rank, I think some lands could be given to the Engineer in reward for his hard work and dedication.”

“My Caesar is generous.”

“Hah, no, your Caesar understands that hard work should be rewarded, unless you disagree.”

“Never my Lord!” The minister of Finance said, eyes bulging in alarm.

“Good. See that you don’t.” Ward said, looking back out at the Hegemony’s greatest achievement under his guiding hand, a cold smile on his lips.

SLDF Conference Room, Intelligence Center
Milligan’s World
Shared World, Star League Defence Force/Raven Alliance
25th August 3110


Major General Aaron Scarborough entered the conference room to a lack of military decorum he was used to while hundreds of light years from the Star League Protectorate he still expected SLDF officers to act like professionals especially those on the front-line.  Commanding the Third Special Operations Group of the Blackhearts division had been the best years of his life his assignment to Milligan’s World and the Combine/Raven border felt very much like a demotion, though his rank said otherwise.  He had managed to retain a company of the Third SOG in his reassignment.  The strange virus which the Ravens quickly dispatched had raised eyebrows back on Terra, and a one of the First SOG’s NBC groups had been temporarily assigned to him to study the make up and origins of the virus.

But he was here to receive a report from one of the units assigned to surveil the trials, settlement, and construction of Nexus Ri.  Captain Delanie nodded as he entered, “Welcome, sir, thank you for coming on such short notice.”

“Thank you, Captain, we’ll exchange pleasantries later perhaps you can now get on with your report” Aaron sighed taking a seat.

“This may change things, there appears to be more going on between the Ravens and the Combine than we expected.”  Aaron sat up straighter, his curiosity piqued, and waited for the Captain to continue.

“As you know the Ravens and Combine set up Nexus Ri as a way to combat their differences in a way less destructive than their last couple of... spats.  While we currently believe the trials here have been winding up, we don’t think they’ve reached their peak yet - there are still a half a dozen worlds the Ravens are likely to trial over and at least three the Combine wants back.  In the last trial, over the world of Brasha, we noted something strange, if you’d please look to the screen.”  Delanie motioned to one of the walls, turning on a screen taking up much of the its area.

On the screen around 20 clan ‘Mechs exchanged fire with a battalion of Combine ‘Mechs displaying the insignia of the Fourth Sun Tzang.  Interspersed here and there, were battle armored troopers of both sides, what appeared to be a short star’s worth against a company of Kuritans, including a platoon of Kishi battle armor.

“I didn’t think the Kishi were being assigned to training units.”  Aaron noted.

“They aren’t, or they shouldn’t be, their production is still very limited and the disruption caused by Sceptre didn’t help matters any.  If you look closer,” the screen zoomed in on one of the Kishi, “the paint here around the unit crest is newer than that further away, and if you notice, the BattleMechs on both sides are pointedly ignoring the battle armor.  Often, in similar situations a BattleMech will take pot shots at battle armor, but there is none of that here.”

“So, the BattleMech trial was a cover for another trial - that doesn’t seem particularly clan-like.  This looks flimsy to me; you wouldn’t have brought me in on this unless you had more.”

“Yes, within hours of the Ravens ‘winning’ Brasha back to the Alliance, the star lord-class DCS Dragon’s Maw jumped out of system on its normal schedule back to New Samarkand.  It never made it, instead, an identical ship arrived on its schedule, but its IFF codes returned DCS Shadow of Luna.  We were able to retrieve some grainy images from a spysat we have near the transit point, showing this” Delanie indicates the screen again.

A pair of massive DropShips detached from the Star Lord, at first glance appearing to be run-of-the-mill Behemoth-class dropships, but there was something different about them, the lines were smoother, and the engines seemed slightly more efficient.  Then it clicked, “those weren’t made in the Inner Sphere, what happened to them?”

“We don’t know, Behemoths can’t land and take off from planets repeatedly so typically they will drop their cargo at an orbiting supply station.  We have eyes on all of these and didn’t see the DropShips approach any of them.  New Samarkand is a very heavily populated system though, and they could have ended up nearly anywhere.”

“Redouble your efforts in the New Samarkand system, figure out where those two DropShips went.  We need a better presence in Nexus Ri, and I have just the idea for how we can do that.”  Maybe this assignment won't be so quiet after all.
In the coming week Nexus Ri had hosted another pair of trials, in addition to the one mentioned above, none of it bode well for the Combine.  They lost both Brasha and Cerberus while failing to retake Tabayama.  In response, to this the Combine surprises the Raven units as they are changing defenders assigned to the planet resulting in a mixed battle including both the leaving Ninth Garrison and the arriving Second Garrison.  Lack of coordination results in the Combine succeeding in taking ownership of Weisau.

Early in September, the SLDF trials for an enclave, and while neither the Combine nor the Ravens want them they acquiesce to the trial, though the potential enclave is very heavily limited.  The SLDF unit backed by members of the Third SOG who disrupt the Raven and Combine formations, striking at officers with extreme precision and winning the day.

My thanks to Vition (Raven) and marauder (Marian) stories.  The contributions are most welcome.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
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There's bits and pieces from me, James Tanaga, Vition2 and marauder648 so here we go enjoy

Supply Raid
Dothan, Point Barrow Combat Theatre
Crucis March, Federated Suns
2nd September 3110


   After two months of cloak and dagger operations sending small teams to gather intelligence on systems of the Federated Suns periphery the Sceptre had reached the point where it needed to raid a planetary system of the Federated Suns.  With the intelligence they had already gathered the system of Dothan had been picked by Star Captain Gerry Harper, Quinn Shu and Stefan Banacek as a likely target where they could gather the food and supplies required to keep the Sceptre and its crew operational.  Stefan Banacek’s Blood Asp OmniMech stood watching as Elementals from his unit loaded cargo trailers with crates of food and barrels of water.  Two days before he had landed on the planet and defeated the planetary militia now his unit was in control of the spaceport and the local population.  So far resistance had been minimal.

   â€œControl to Sierra One!”  Came an almost panicked reply he knew that it could not go so easily for long.

   â€œGo ahead” he replied calmly long ago learning that losing ones temper was not the best way to deal with a combat situation.

   â€œSceptre has sent a burst transmission their long range sensors detected a Federated Suns Davion III-class Destroyer at the Nadir Point and DropShips making a run for the planet.”  Control explained neither was of great concern the Davion III was no threat to the Sceptre, which was currently hidden in deep space, and the DropShips would take several days to get to the planet.

“Why the urgency?”

“Additional ground forces have been detected approaching from the south, at least a combined-arms Battalion.”

“You could have started with that!”  Banacek snapped “command trinary move out we will fight a rearguard action to buy time to load the supplies we need into the DropShips.”  As well as their own vessel the Konstantin Banacek’s team had captured an old Leopard-class DropShip from the spaceport although it was barely space worthy with a little work the vessel could prove useful in the future.

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An hour later Stefan Banacek turned his Blood Asp to the right targeting a Shadow Hawk BattleMech with his arm mounted lasers.  The opal coloured beams of the heavy lasers burning through the BattleMech’s right torso and arm armour.  Moments later a tightly packed group of six short range missiles tore into the BattleMech knocking it to the ground.  Stefan glanced at his OmniMech’s stores he was out of gauss rifle ammunition and down to his last half dozen reloads of his short range missile system but they had succeeded in their mission his trinary of BattleMechs, vehicles and Battle Armour had successfully turned back attacks from an enemy that had superior numbers and they had bought the DropShips enough time to load up the supplies they needed.  “Sierra One to Control” he called out

“Go ahead, Sierra”

“Bring in the cargo haulers, I want to strip the wreckage of any useful technology and ammunition, it may be a while before we are able to do this again.”  He commanded turning to survey the battle moments later his OmniMech was struck by a flight of long range missiles which punched holes in his torso armour but fortunately did no lasting damage.  Ahead he saw the last four BattleMechs approaching three were medium class designs while the fourth was a sixty ton Merlin BattleMech.  “This is Stefan Banacek stand down or we will destroy your force.”  He said his enemy must have known they were outmatched but continued to approach a particle cannon shot flying high over the Blood Asp.  “As you wish” he said keying in his entire unit but leaving the general frequency also open “all units the last of the defenders are approaching they may expect us to show them honour as Clan warriors are known for.  But what these people need to learn and what all of the Federated Suns need to learn we are not Clansmen!”  He said as further fire from the approaching four Mechs was fired at his unit still no-one fired maintaining their discipline “which is why I now command… FIRE!”  He said in one clear command the entire unit fired as one in a terrifying display of concentrated fire from the combined arms unit all four BattleMechs were torn to pieces, two of the MechWarriors successfully ejected from the hail of fire which was falling on them but none of the BattleMechs remained standing following the engagement.

With the defenders destroyed and their cargo loaded Stefan Banacek’s unit quickly extracted itself from the planet and headed to their rendezvous with the Sceptre which waited ready to leave the system.  By the time the AFFS reinforcements and their destroyer escort arrived at Dothan the rogue Strike Cruiser had already jumped from the system.  Days later across Dothan and from there across the Federated Suns gun camera footage of Banacek’s forces tearing apart the final lance of defenders on Dothan was repeatedly broadcast by news agencies leading to demands of immediate action in response as worlds cried out for additional defences.

Trial of Possession
Orestes, Coyote Occupation Zone
7th September 3110


Elements of the First Rasalhague Bears Cluster burned in system, escorted by the WarShip Silverdale which provided cover for their forces.  Around the force several assault DropShips supplanted the WarShip’s firepower.  Approaching the planet the Silverdale came to a halt well outside weapons range of the ground as the DropShips entered the atmosphere.

On the ground the Coyotes 120th Striker Cluster and the Tenth ProtoMech Assault Cluster opposed the landings, with aerospace fighters battling over the landing zones, filling the sky with broken and burning aircraft.   The first cluster to touch ground on Orestes came under attack from a large number of ProtoMechs supported by Stars of light and medium Mechs.  Still the First Rasalhague Bears pressed on, it being a Rasalhague unit held firm, pushing back the Coyote attackers. 

The biggest battle though was the fight for the Odin Manufacturing plant. Fought miles away from the site the Seventieth Striker Cluster squared off against the further elements of the 120th who were backed up by the formidable defences outside the factory that were in turn manned by solhama troops.

The Commander of the First Rasalhague Bears Cluster Star Colonel Clementine Hall fell, her Kodiak II beheaded by a lucky hit during the melee as the two Clan forces collided whilst Star Colonel Lyla Bekker, of the Coyotes, was killed as her Savage Coyote erupted into flames and exploded as her ammo cooked off.

At the main Trial site elements of the Coyote Thirty-fourth Striker Cluster attempted to make a flanking assault on the Bears to catch the invaders in a deadly crossfire.  Unfortunately for the Coyotes the Striker Cluster ran into the attached First Tyr Cluster who were acting as a tactical reserve in case the Coyotes broke their bid.  With both Clans showing that they were ready to violate the original trial’s bid a mass melee quickly broke out as an entire Coyote light BattleMech star was crushed in mass fire by the Bears.

With both sides now fighting heavily the trial quickly spiralled out of control with entire stars eliminated on both sides.  Dominon aerospace support was called in to silence the guns of the Orestes plant and suffered heavily in doing so but the Arrow turrets were silenced, all be it for heavy cost with large elements of the Bear force destroyed around the factory and elsewhere with the factory secured but with the Rasalhague Bears defeated in the main trial the battle was essentially a draw.  The surviving senior Rasalhague Dominion Star Captain, an Eileen Bekker, from the First Rasalhague Bears Cluster requested Hegira and was granted the request.  Because both sides had violated the Trial the Coyotes allowed the Bears to remove their salvage and granted them a ransom of a production run from the factories the Bears had captured during the fighting.

Elsewhere along the Coyote/Rasalhague border the two Clans exchanged several worlds with Kobe, Kranston and Hyperion captured by the Coyotes and Satalice and Nox captured by the Bears.  Meanwhile recently captured Bondsman Morgan arrived on Alshian to begin his service with the Rasalhague Dominion.

Lyran Assaults
Jade Falcon Occupation Zone
14th September 3110


With the Jade Falcons perilously close to Coventry the Lyran High Command order their regiments do something about it.  In an effort to relieve the threat on Coventry Lyran commands target Biuqui, Krievci and Wroclaw.

Both recently formed Coventry Cuirassiers Regiments supported by the LCS Thomas Fredrick Bradford, a Commonwealth-class Light Cruiser, target the world of Biuqui targeting elements of the Second Falcon Jaegers Cluster on the world recapturing it.

The Twenty-fifth Arcturan Guards RCT supported by the LCS Graf Markol von Hild, another Commonwealth-class Light Cruiser, strikes the world of Krievci targeting elements of the Third Falcon Hussars Cluster.

On the back of a successful streak of battles the LCAF’s Nineteenth Donegal Guards attempt to wrest control over Wroclaw but they run into the rest of the Third Falcon Hussars along with the Fifth Ebon Guard Cluster.  Although they are able to crush the remaining Third Falcon Hussars troops the Nineteenth are overwhelmed by the Fifth Ebon Guard units.

Trial of Possession
Outskirts of Phillip Drummond City
New Barcella, Nova Cat’s Den
21st September 3110


For fifty-two years the world of New Barcella had remained exclusively the domain of Clan Nova Cat with no other faction even knowing the location of the system that was until three days before when the Snow Raven WarShip Vienna Singer, Vision Seeker-class Battle-cruiser, had arrived in the system along with several JumpShips carrying ground forces.  The Snow Ravens had immediately declared a Trial of Possession over production from one of the Nova Cat’s factories with three Nova Cat Battle-cruisers closing in on the Vienna Singer the Ravens had taken the surprising step to request safcon which the Nova Cats had agreed to.

Now three days later Star Colonel Ilfanesh Deleportas sat in her Nova Cat II OmniMech facing off against two binaries of Snow Ravens.  She saw an Omen BattleMech approach the Nova Cat lines her Nova Cat II’s weapons outranged the Omen’s and immediately she targeted the Raven BattleMech with both her Extended Range Particle cannons following up moments later with the OmniMech’s pulse lasers burning armour off the Omen’s torso and legs.  The Raven Omen stalked forwards engaging with its pulse laser but missed its mark the Nova Cat II defended by the ECM system.  Ilfanesh turned to the right moving several paces clear of her previous position striking out with both particle cannons causing more damage to the large assault a wave of advanced tacticle missiles struck out towards the Nova Cat II but the anti-missile cannon mounted over the cockpit shot down several of them before they could reach the OmniMech leaving only six to strike the armour.  Ilfanesh cursed as she continued on her path flanking the Omen striking out with the pulse laser one struck the left leg of the Omen burning armour but it was not enough to stop the assault BattleMech which struck out with more ATMs, its pulse laser and LBX-class Autocannon.  The pulse laser struck the Nova Cat II but the laser reflective armour lessened the hit, missiles were cut from the air protecting the OmniMech but there was nothing to stop the autocannon blow.  Striking low on the Nova Cat II’s left torso the autocannon smashed plates but didn’t penetrate its protective skin.  Ilfanesh stopped her path instead turning and heading across the Omen’s path hitting the BattleMech with another two particle cannons shots these two shots were enough to penetrate the hull burning the gyro.  As the eighty-five ton BattleMech fell laser, missile and autocannon fire filled the air but none threatening any of the Nova Cat units Ilfanesh kept her guns on the downed Omen for several moments but when the pilot began to shut down their BattleMech she turned towards another target.

As the Nova Cat II turned the anti-missile system automatically activated cutting down several short range missiles which had been fired by a group of Elementals.  She didn’t hesitate firing the pulse lasers into the point of Elementals cutting down two of the troopers before the point could jump clear.  The remaining three troopers tried to close on the Nova Cat II firing another salvo of short range missiles towards the OmniMech but this time the anti-missile system cut them all down.  Ilfanesh tried to backtrack away from the remaining three Elementals triggering both particle cannons and ignoring the heat build up as she cut down another of the Battle Armour troopers.  The remaining two troopers tried to jump onto the OmniMech but Ilfanesh was ready for them swinging the left arm she smacked one of the genetically modified troopers out of the air sending him flying.  The last Elemental attached themselves to the Nova Cat II’s hull but she was ready for him dropping to the ground Ilfanesh rolled the OmniMech quickly crushing the last Elemental.

Standing her OmniMech up Ilfanesh Deleportas saw that the Battle continued to turn against the Snow Ravens with the Nova Cats pushing against the remaining Ravens at all points.  “This is Star Colonel Ilfanesh Deleportas of the 453rd Pouncer Cluster to the Snow Raven commander your positions are compromised you have fought well, I offer you Hegira, it is time to accept.”  She said targeting a Raven Flamberge BattleMech but holding fire.

“This is Star Captain Lorenzo Magnus Clan Snow Raven accepts your offer.  All units of the 101st Raven Battle Cluster stand down.  Nova Cat commander the field is yours but we will return.”  He warned from the Bondsmen taken from battle the Nova Cats learned that the Ravens had found out where New Barcella was from warriors captured from Katrine Devalis troops.

High Orbit
Erdvynn, Erdvynn Province
Periphery
29th September 3110


Star Admiral Malcolm Lynn studied the tactical screen closely. Three weeks ago pirates from the Zeta Sisters, the four systems claimed by the Lyran Commonwealth Rimward of the Erdvynn Province and Rim Collection had crossed into Erdvynn Province, taking the capital world of Erdvynn and the systems of Yidtall and Calvados. Afterwards, the dezgra pirates had burnt alive the prisoners, government officials, the Collection ambassador, and the technicians manning the Hyper Pulse Generators. For that reason, the Collection and Mandrills had sent nine clusters and the RCS Resolute to recapture the worlds.

He shook his head. Now was not the time to think of past events, he decided, as he once again concentrated on the task at hand.  “Communications!” he yelled out. “The pirate warship still sending out HPG pulses, quiaff?”

“Aff, Star Admiral,” Wendy, the Collection Freeborn Technician manning Comms station confirmed. “Still no luck in breaking their encryption” he nodded to himself, expecting as much, as he watched the enemy warship seemingly flee from the system, albeit leisurely. When the Resolute and the five clusters it was protecting arrived in system, they found the months-missing LCS Bolin, a Lyran Merchant Corvette in system. Now, even with twelve in-bound Titans and Titan Monitors and over a hundred fighters, it still was continuing its leisurely withdrawal.

“The dezgra pirates are indeed planning something,” he mused out loud. Yet, the only thing they could do was to wait for the dezgra to spring their trap. It was slightly unnerving, but it couldn’t be help. “Comms, notify Galaxy Marshall Justine Truscott the dezgra have a trap and advise her to break off her approach to Erdvynn.”

“Aff!” was the woman’s answer.  Minutes later, just as he noted the sometimes temperamental Galaxy Marshall had acquiesce and ordered her DropShips and fighters into a roving pattern in orbit of Erdvynn, the dezgra pirates had sprung their trap.

“Radiation spike!” yelled out Eric, the only other Warrior on the bridge. “Right behind us!” he added.

“When it rains it pours,” Malcolm commented quietly before speaking up authoritatively. “Helm, turn us about portside. Tactical, have our gunners begin sequential fire and order our fighters neutralize any the pirates have.”

Just as the largest Mandrill WarShip began its portside turn, the IFF program onboard the RCS Resolute finally tagged the unknown pirate warship “IFF confirms! Enemy warship is the WOBS Erinyes, a Newgrange yardship!” Eric yelled out.

“What in the-” Malcolm’s question was cut off.

“The Erinyes just opened fire with its forward weapons.  Energy output is off the scale…” Eric yelled out “it can’t be” Malcolm heard him whisper.

“Helm! Break off the turn and full power to engines!  Sensors track that incoming and feed to tactical, Tactical station full defensive fire” he snapped Malcolm knew the RCS Resolute’s only chance was to try and shoot down the ordinance that was coming towards them.

He felt the RCS Resolute charge forward.

“It’s an ASTEROID sir” Eric said “we can’t avoid it our momentum is too great.” He confirmed Malcolm ignored his contractions as the information sunk in.

Malcolm closed his eyes, as he accepted the answer. “Can we evade via lifepods?”

“Aff, barely,” was the Warrior’s answer.

Malcolm opened his eyes and looked over the now-eerily quiet bridge. He could see all were looking at him. He looked at Wendy and Nick, the two Collection Freeborn on the bridge, before turning back to his screen, resolving to save the lives of as many as he could. Tapping it, he initiated ship wide Comms. “All hands abandon ship! I repeat! All hands abandon ship! Right ****** now!”  He looked up to see the bewildered bridge crew. “I doubt any of you have a hearing problem.” In seconds, the bridge crew had evacuating the bridge, leaving only Malcolm and Eric.

“I just activated auto-fire on all guns facing the asteroid Star Admiral, anything that cannot hit it is going to bear on the Yardship or whatever the hell that monstrosity is” the younger Warrior reported out. “I’m staying Star Admiral,” he added out.

Malcolm nodded at him. “You are a true Warrior Eric.” The other man nodded and both were quiet for a moment as Malcolm tapped his screen to show a picture. A picture of him standing behind a woman sitting in a chair, his hand on her shoulder. Her name was Andy, a Freeborn Collection woman he had met in the days after the Clan had arrived on All Dawn. Along the Resolute’s hull evacuation pods began to leave the carrier Malcolm looked at Eric.  “Tell me Eric. Who do you fight for?”

“I fight for our Clan and the Collection, Star Admiral,” was his reply before he turned to face Malcolm. “And now I will die for it.”  He said watching the screen the Resolute’s fire was not stopping the incoming ordinance and the WarShip’s sensors had just registered a second massive launch from the Erinyes.

Malcolm nodded. It was as good an answer as he would hear from the young Warrior. “A noble answer, Eric I fear mine is a greedy one.” He said Eric glanced at the picture still held in Malcolm’s hand.

“Who is she, Star Admiral,” the younger man asked.

“My wife and unborn daughter,” was Malcolm’s simple answer. Eric was about to ask another question but then both disappeared in a ball of fire, as the asteroid struck midway across the hull of the RCS Resolute causing massive damage.  As the ancient WarShip twisted and burned a second asteroid slammed into the vessel’s hull and destroyed the vessel.

For another hour and a half, the remaining Rim Collection forces fought tooth and nail for survival against the Erinyes and the Bolin, intent on holding both pirate warships off while their ground forces desperately made there way back to their JumpShips and began emergency jumps clear of the system.  Several of the Rim Collection pilots and escort DropShips would not be leaving the battle as they fought a desperate rearguard to defend the ground forces escaping.

Nexus Ri
Shared World, Border world
Draconis Combine/Raven Alliance
30th September, 3110


On Nexus Ri the trials between the Combine and Ravens continued as the two nations continued to experiment with their new relationship.  With the SLDF trialing for, and winning, an enclave on the planet itself adding another element to the world’s make up.  Elsewhere on the border the two nations battle over several other worlds.  While none of the worlds change hands, with the Ravens keeping control of Kazanka and Suianheer, while the Combine retains Zlatousi and Quantraine both sides see their troops pushed to their limit.

To keep the fighting from escalating into another all out war the Ravens and DCMS maintain brief and discrete monthly communications giving the other a little feedback about the current situation.  From both sides there is near continuous complaints from the Ravens at the use of “dishonorable” combat tactics and strategy from the Draconis Combine warriors however neither nation is ready for another all out war and nothing further is made of the complaints.

Further along the Draconis Combine border the Nova Cats take control over the system of Tarnby defeating the DCMS defenders this makes up for the Nova Cats defeat by Clan Sea Fox in a Trial of Possession in Falakuma system where the WarShip Tiglon was heavily damaged by a new Sea Fox WarShip the Mastera, an Isurus-class Missile Destroyer.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #906 on: October 11, 2017, 09:58:40 PM »

I thank my co-writers and other contributors it wouldn't be the timeline it is without what has been contributed (and what I've begged, borrowed and stole)

A contribution from Vition2 on the Raven border included in this update

Trial of Possession, Burn in
Zortman, Sea Fox Territory
Wolf Empire
2nd October 3110


On the Clan Wolf DropShip Prowler Star Colonel Xera Ward looked at the screen in front of her the Sea Fox warrior on the screen looked furious.  “You wished for safcon and it was granted Star Colonel now what is it Clan Wolf wish with Zortman?”

“Zortman has been a Sea Fox holding for too long” the dark skinned warrior said “the Ninth Wolf Lancers Cluster is here to claim this territory.”  She said seeing the shock on the Fox warrior brought a smile “I gather that had I declared my intentions when I entered this system safcon would not have been granted, quiaff?”

“Aff” the Fox admitted “what forces do you bring to this Trial?”

“I bid two combined-arms binaries of veteran warriors to this Trial I am ready to transmit their codex data.”

“I will match your bid Wolf, we will meet in one week at Lustig Pass, I will transmit our codex and location data.”  He said in response.

“Seyla” Xera Ward responded

“Seyla” the Sea Fox responded

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On the ground of Zortman Wolf and Sea Fox forces fought each other trading blows as they danced around each other.  In the centre of the formation Star Colonel Xera Ward moved her Tomahawk II OmniMech carefully towards her enemy’s forces gutting an enemy Shadow Cat OmniMech with her paired arm mounted HAGs.  The rapid fire gauss rifles tore through the forty-five ton OmniMech even as a gauss slug ripped into the Tomahawk’s torso.

She stepped forwards targeting a Stormcrow now engaging with the large lasers only one found its mark burning down the Sea Fox’s left leg.  The Sea Fox OmniMech ran around Xera’s OmniMech hitting the Tomahawk II with both of its large lasers burning the assault OmniMech’s armour the fast moving OmniMech quickly switched to its medium lasers burning more armour away unfortunately the heat build up cause two of the mediums to go wide and slowed the Stormcrow’s run.  Xera smirked knowing that this was the moment and fired both HAGs and both large lasers only one HAG and one large laser found their marks the gauss slugs ripping down the right side of the Mech peppering the fifty-five ton OmniMech’s leg breaching the armour.  Xera was satisfied to see the knee actuator explode as several slugs slammed into the exposed skeleton the Tomahawk’s laser added insult to injury as it burned over the Stormcrow’s torso and struck the underside of the cockpit.  Behind the Stormcrow Xera’s other fire tore up the dirt as they missed everything around them the Stormcrow continued to limp faster than the Tomahawk could run but the MechWarrior must have known that his time was coming to an end and began to retreat firing its lasers against the Tomahawk’s armour.
Planting the Tomahawk II’s legs firmly Xera tracked the retreating Stormcrow with her torso twisting to follow the lighter Mech she then triggered one of the HAGs which tore open the back of the Stormcrow moments later the cockpit exploded open and the pilot flew from his falling OmniMech.

Xera turned her assault Mech to see a point of Elementals swarming a Nova OmniMech cutting and burning the Sea Fox Mech’s armour.  Off to the side a Sea Fox Solitaire fired on the Elementals burning two of them from the Nova’s form.  Xera angrily twister her Tomahawk II onto the Solitaire and fired one of the HAGs along with both medium pulse lasers cutting down the light BattleMech before keying her microphone “Sea Fox commander your troops have broken Zellbrigen, this is now a Wolf trial to win, all Wolf forces forego Zellbrigen and engage targets of opportunity.”  She commanded on a general frequency beginning a general melee.  Across the battlefield Wolf and Sea Fox units began to coordinate their fire rapidly cutting each other down with the Wolves rapidly gaining the upper hand in the fight.

Royal Marriage, Imperial Palace
Imperial City, New Samarkand
Military District of Midway, Draconis Combine
11th October 3110


   At the Imperial Palace on New Samarkand Coordinator Akira Kurita announces his marriage to Julia Kurita.  The announcement comes as a complete surprise to the entire Draconis Combine who did know that Akira was involved with anyone leading to the belief that it was an arranged marriage, which was not uncommon in the Draconis Combine.  Little is said about Julia Kurita or her past and other than the marriage ceremony she is rarely seen.

   Alongside this announcement is news that the DCMS have successfully captured Damevang, Choudrant, Rowe and Tishomingo as they push deeper into the Federated Suns Draconis March.  Elsewhere along the border the DCMS fail to capture Hagiwawa from the AFFS showing that the AFFS resolve along that part of the border remains as strong as ever.

Poseidon, Sea Fox-class Arcship
Pirate Point Gamma, Nexus Ri
Shared World, Border World
Draconis Combine/Raven Alliance
13th October 3110


After having transferred around a third of its cargo to Falaknuma, the Poseidon its escorts and members of the Predator Khanate ground forces traveled rimward, arriving over Nexus Ri in the middle of October.  “OvKhan Vewas, preliminary scans show that the reports are correct, Nexus Ri has significant deposits of germanium.”

“Good, this excursion will not be a waste of time” OvKhan Carlos Vewas replied, then he called up Star Colonel’s Sigmund Marsh and Aegal Faulk, “Star Colonels, the Seventh Cruiser and Fifty-eight Combined Strike Cluster are available to fight for our victory on Nexus Ri.”  He said looking between them “what are your individual bids?”

Both Star Colonels engaged in a contest of bidding Star Colonel Sigmund Marsh eventually won the bidding with a very aggressive bid of a single binary consisting of a single BattleMech point, two aerospace points and the remaining a mix of ProtoMechs and battle armor.  In reserve another binary of the Fifty-eight Combined Strike Cluster were available to support should it be required.

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“Commander of the Raven Alliance forces on Nexus Ri; I am Star Colonel Sigmund Marsh commander of the Fifty-eight Combined Strike Cluster of Clan Sea Fox.  We want access to the resources of this planet and have determined that your Alvarius Enclave is the ideal location.  The following forces are bid, with what forces will you receive us?” OvKhan Marsh then transmitted the list of his forces including the codices of the warriors who would be involved.  He had done some research on the planet below noting this location as the second largest Raven enclave, and the only enclave located on a small island continent victory would grant the Sea Foxes will have ownership over the entire continent.

About an hour later the Raven reply arrived, “A binary of the Second Raven Garrison Cluster will meet you in the trial area of the Third Canyonlands.  You are reminded that this is a shared world should you win your Trial you will have same expectations and rights as the other occupants of Nexus Ri, the Combine, SLDF, and we Ravens.”

Star Colonel Marsh, eager to receive the higher degree of autonomy quickly confirmed the bidding and stipulations.  He then sets his senior Star Commander to the task of preparing for the trial.  Continuing to study the terrain that they would battle over it quickly becomes apparent that the trial location would be ideal for ambushes and the terrain rough enough that even BattleMechs would have difficulty navigating the area, not to mention the near uselessness of aerospace assets.  He had included a single point of aerospace forces purely to counter those of the Raven Alliance.
The battle itself was played out over three days, with the Ravens having a significant advantage in force composition for the first two days and knowing the terrain somewhat better than the Foxes.  In a series of skirmishes they managed to pull off a number of ambushes, slowly bleeding the members of Predator Khanate.  However at the end of the second day, the OvKhan Carlos Vewas authorised the use of the Fox reserve forces as the Sea Foxes pull out all the stops to win the enclave adding a star of ProtoMechs into the conflict despite the honour loss it costs the Foxes.  This gives the Sea Foxes the mobility they need to capture the enclave.

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As the technicians and labourers transferred equipment to the Alvaris Enclave OvKhan Marsh noted the size of the enclave for the small number of inhabitants’ present and little infrastructure that the Ravens had invested in it.  Already members of the Sea Fox scientific caste had assessed a nearby vein of germainium that their engineers could exploit unfortunately it was not as large as he had expected.  He had also discovered that calling in reinforcements to the trial had cost the Sea Foxes control over the other islands of the continent as the Ravens saw it as a violation of the trial.  The Sea Foxes would contest the Raven decision but it was just the beginning of a long journey.

Elsewhere the border tension between the Draconis Combine and Raven Alliance died down though continues to smolder beneath the surface.  The last two trials of the official border world’s occurred with the Combine winning back Valentina and the Ravens recapturing Bad News.

Fourth Battle for Tamarind
Tamarind, Wolf Empire
15th October 3110


Missiles, Lasers and autocannon fire filled the space around Tamarind as WarShips, fighters and DropShips engaged each other.  Past the aerospace battle DropShips carrying ground forces attempted to make it through the Wolf blockade around Tamarind.

“Sir, the side of the Therese just exploded there are explosive decompressions on several decks!”  The FWLS Sardis sensor operator Joseph Milaki reported to Duke Robert Brett-Marik as the WarShip was hit with naval laser fire.
“Sire, Werewolf is coming around again if its broadside aligns with ours… Sire, this is a fight we cannot win.”  Captain Rachel Leacar said attempting to get the Duke’s attention.  They had expected the Lola IV-class Destroyer Wolf Hunter and the assault DropShip squadrons what they had not expected was the Werewolf or the other two Lola IV-class Destroyers to enter the system during their burn-in even as they spoke the Arctic Wolf, another Lola IV, passed over the position of the Free Worlds League DropShips unleashing its naval particle cannons and autocannons on the formation wiping out the Tenth Tamarind Militia, a third of their ground forces.

“Have our aerospace fighters engage the Arctic Wolf cover their retreat” Duke Robert Brett-Marik ordered “today is not our day” he said.

“Helm alter our course away from the shipyards, have the Tamarind and Abbey cover our flank defensive fire against the Werewolf.  We’ll still take hits but we’ll just have to weather them.  Send all SAR crews along with the Juan Carlos to the Therese recover everyone they can then rejoin with us.”  Captain Leacar said watching the holotank as the Sardis began to turn to starboard the two accompanying Impavido-class Destroyers moving to the WarShips port side as the Werewolf turned her port side weapons towards the Sardis’ position.  Even as the Sardis and her escorts turned away the Werewolf’s particle cannons opened fire two of the weapons hit the Tamarind’s port side while another hit the Abbey.  Of the remaining nine weapons four missed completely while another two cored through an Overlord A3-class DropShip while the remaining three tore through the Sardis’ armour.

The massive Thera-class Carrier shook as the particle cannons tore open the ship’s side.  Alarms sounded out in the Command Centre.  “Hull breaches sections forty-two through forty-five!”  The female officer at damage control sounded out “emergency bulkheads have closed no information on casualties.”

“Continue our turn” Leacar commanded “status of Tamarind and Abbey?”

“Both have heavy armour and internal damage, Tamarind has lost fire control and there is a report of fire onboard Abbey.”

“If they need additional assistance we’ll give it to them once we are clear of the battle.”

“Sir, Arctic Wolf is incoming on our position” another officer called out as the Arctic Wolf approached the Sardis firing its forward autocannons, lasers and particle cannons.  The smaller WarShip cut across the hull of the large carrier sustaining several heavy hits as the Sardis’ gunners engaged the vessel.  The Arctic Wolf passed over the Sardis and continued heading away from it both vessel’s rear weapons continuing to engage the other vessel as the range between them extended.

“Further damage reports from sections nine, thirty-three and seventy-one further bulkheads secure.”

“She can take it” Robert Brett-Marik said loudly so the crew could hear the confidence he didn’t feel.

“Arctic Wolf is out of the fight, they’ll get her working again but not in time to engage us, Werewolf is turning to engage again.”

“Have Tamarind and Abbey maneuver behind our bulk we will shield them.”  Leacar ordered watching the display the McKenna-class WarShip was moving to engage them again with its broadside.  She looked at Duke Robert who just nodded his agreement watching the screen as the two smaller Impavidos moved to keep the Sardis between them and the Werewolf.  As the holotank updated it showed the Tamarind had broken formation and was passing under the Sardis heading directly towards the Werewolf.

“What are they doing?  Order them back into position, we have already lost enough today!”  Robert commanded but it was too late the Tamarind was already accelerating too much for it to make a difference.  The Impavido closed on the Werewolf firing its weapons as it closed however the Werewolf’s armoured hide was too thick for a single attack to threaten it with critical damage.  As the Tamarind closed there was a burst of energy from the Werewolf’s broadside as all twelve heavy naval particle cannons fired as one.

On the holotank in front of Duke Robert Brett-Marik and Captain Rachel Leacar watched as the FWLS Tamarind disintegrated under the Werewolf’s assault.  Particle Cannon impacts tore into the nose and forward armour burning great gouges in the hull.  As the Tamarind’s hull continued forward capital missiles struck the destroyer’s side before a second salvo of particle cannon fire almost literally tore the front of the Impavido from its hull.  Robert looked at Rachel and lowered his head “Captain, please recall our fighters and DropShips… and ensure our ground forces have rendezvoux coordinates.”  He commanded before leaving thecommand deck the Battle for Tamarind was over.

Mindstar Industries Shipyards, High Orbit Niops VIII
Niops, District of Lesnovo
Free Worlds League
22nd October 3110


   High above the world of Niops VIII the newest and possibly most important facility in the District of Lesnovo came online.  Standing in the command section Director Linda Roy stood beside Duke Raymond Brewer-Cameron-Jones “our facilities are fully operation we can begin JumpShip and DropShip production within the week all we await are resources which Niops can initially provide…”

   â€œAnd the District will keep this place going” the Duke replied confirming what she hoped would be offered “I hear you have had interest from Private Corporations as well?”

   â€œThat’s correct as Mindstar is a business we have had interest from local mercenary commands and transport companies.”

   â€œIncluding some wider ranging multi-nationals?” Duke Raymond asked pointing out he knew where some particular interest had come from.

   â€œInterstellar Expeditions have approached us” she admitted looking him in the eye.  If he had been twenty years younger she would have been his type willing to stand up for what she believed in. “Duke Raymond if Mindstar does not accept private commissions we will not stay solvent.”  She said looking at the screens displaying the shipyard “I know you are very proud of what has been built here and I know that you authorized work visa for personnel from across the Free Worlds League to assist in making this place operational but unless you want to pay all of my creditors off and all of the wages due by this facility it’s my company and my contracts.”

   â€œAgreed” Raymond said looking at the screens there was only a single JumpShip slip so far and it would be busy for months with District business.  “You may make the deals you need to make however any deal made by agencies based beyond our borders must be cleared by my office.”  He said

   â€œI can work with those guidelines”

   â€œI’m glad to hear that Ms Roy, we’ll do great things together.”

Clan Announcement, City of Pineville
Vega, Altenmarkt Province
Rasalhague Dominion
28th October 3110


After weeks of equipment and personnel being brought into the world of Vega the system was a hive of activity with the Alshian, a Leviathan 2-class Battleship, and two Bergan-class WarShips in the system along with twenty assault DropShips.  On the planet’s surface at the newly constructed “Planetary Council” building in the newly constructed city of Pineville on the continent of South Nanturo Ghost Bear Khan Angela Bekker stepped up to address the assembled population.  Around the perimeter there were armoured Elementals and BattleMechs standing at attention ready to act if necessary.  “Citizens of Vega, and of the Rasalhague Dominion, I am Angela Bekker the Khan of Clan Ghost Bear and leader of the Rasalhague Dominion.  I know some of you have questioned what the Dominion will bring to Vega and what benefits our nation will bring you over that of the Draconis Combine.”  She said pausing to look across the assembled crowd “the first I would point to is this growing city which when completed will be open to all citizens of Vega and will become the administrative capital of the Vega Province.”  She said allowing the news to sink in for a moment “from the worlds of Camlann, Port Moseby, Buckminster and Gram to Yed Posterlor and Vega this new province will bring direct administration and a better allocation of resources.”  She said bringing cheers from the assembled crowd “we will defend Vega, rebuild Vega and we will let the people of Vega choose what they want.”  She said using the three things she knew that the people of Vega held against the Draconis Combine.  They hated that they had not been defended from Lyran raids, they had asked for more resources to rebuild and had not received them and they had not been given a voice that the Coordinator could hear now the Bears would offer them that which was something the crowd went crazy for.  Even with the heavy Ghost Bear military presence in the system, something that would never really go away, the people were already seeing a different type of leadership and a new arrange of freedoms they had not experienced under Draconis Combine rule and for the first time in years it felt like Vega mattered again.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #907 on: November 03, 2017, 06:05:08 PM »

My thanks to James Tanaga for adding a little more action to the Lyran's periphery border

Davion Wing, Whitting Conference Centre
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
1st November 3110


   Victor Steiner-Davion entered the Davion Wing of the Whitting Centre on the eve of the Seventeenth Whitting Conference.  In the main meeting room he saw his daughter-in-law Duhess Sterling Davion with her daughter Leah and youngest son Christopher.  “Grandfather!”  Leah called out seeing him dropping her toy and running across the room at twelve years old she was growing up quickly she wrapped her arms around him as he approached.  Her four year old brother Christopher was slower but reached him a moment or two later.

   â€œSire, it is good to see you” Sterling said rising from one of the white leather couches she wore a simple black knee length skirt with a green lined red jacket her red hair was tied back in a single ponytail.

   â€œSterling, please you know you do not need to stand on ceremony” Victor said stepping further into the room the two children returning to their toys.  “Where is Burton?”

   â€œWhere else does a restless MechWarrior go?”  She asked rhetorically knowing that Victor would know the answer.  “He said he wouldn’t be long” she said glancing at the door which led to the Mechbay “that was six hours ago.”  She said turning back with a smile on her face “he is a Davion son through and through it keeps him happy.”

   â€œI hear that you too have been returning to what your old habits?”  He said

   â€œThey die hard” she confirmed “I joined the FSS Sword and Sun on a patrol of the Snow Raven border” she said the Federated Suns Navy had essentially offered her a command of any vessel she wanted with the High Command honouring her previous training and experience with Clan Snow Raven.  So far she had turned down their offer instead serving as an observer she had told Burton that until Leah and Christopher were both old enough to cope alone she planned to remain an observer on any of these tours he arranged.  “It is a good ship and a good crew.  They are eager to teach the Draconis Combine a lesson for their incursions but will wait until commanded.”  She said confident in the ship’s resolve.

   â€œI know it must hurt their morale not to strike but the Combine remains part of the League and the Federated Suns drive towards Benjamin has driven a wedge between the nations committing further troops would only spark a greater conflict one that may even draw in the Ravens.”

   â€œNeg, the Ravens would only fight if provoked and thus far that has not happened.”  She pointed out “the Combine continues to escalate the situation while our forces and people suffer.”  She said passionately Victor smiled happy to see she had fallen in love with the people of his nation as she had his son.

   â€œThere is a time and a place.  I hoped that this conference would lead to a peace…”

   â€œIt would have if the Snakes had bothered to show up.”  She shot back interrupting him “I apologise, si… Victor, I have over stepped” she said glancing down.

   â€œNeg, you have not” he said answering using her tongue.  “You are right the Coordinator sending a Warlord in his place has done more damage than good.”  He admitted instead of Coordinator Akira Kurita the Draconis Combine’s Warlord of Dieron Akira Tormark had attended the conference although Tormark had the authority to cast the Combine’s vote it made the chances of peace near impossible and almost completely ruled out the Draconis Combine holding the office of First Lord.  “Where is Luther?”  He asked glancing down at the two playing children wondering where their eldest was.

   â€œAt home studying Sarah is looking after him while we are away” she said naming one of Burton’s siblings.  Victor nodded understanding but at the same time concerned that the future leader of the Federated Suns was not here to see what he could face in the future should these conferences last that long.

   â€œI’ll go see my son, I’ll be back up later you two” Victor said the the children who waved him goodbye as Victor headed out the back door and began to head down a spiral staircase towards the lower level below the living quarters was the security level and then below that was a small but well stocked armoury and Mechbay.

   Victor saw Burton’s Templar was in the bay he was surprised to hear that his son had taken the OmniMech to a planet where there was nearly zero chance of combat occurring but Burton had explained that it played to the image he was a Warrior Prince like Davion Leaders of old.  It had struck him when he read his son’s response that Burton was far more media savvy than he ever had been.

   Reaching the eighty-five ton Templar III’s foot however Victor’s attention was drawn to the OmniMech standing beside it.  The Templar III was an impressive slick design, an evolution of an OmniMech that had dominated the ranks of the AFFS for decades, but the OmniMech that stood beside it was in a class of its own.  One hundred tons of engine, armour, equipment and weapons it was the panicle of BattleMech technology one of the ultimate killing machines ever built by humanity. “Prometheus…” he whispered looking at the Dire Wolf still painted in the colours of the Tenth Lyran Guards RCT. 

“Beautiful isn’t she?”  His son asked appearing beside him Burton wore a full body coolant suit, a far more advanced system than Victor ever had in his day.

   â€œShe’s functional and capable” Victor said looking at the details of the OmniMech “I haven’t seen her for many years.”  He said looking up at the OmniMech “why did you bring it?”

   â€œOld habits” he said looking at his father smiling.  “Also I hear that the SLDF have some impressive training facilities nearby, I though we could maybe take a run at it?”

   â€œYour mother will kill me” Victor admitted looking at the OmniMech.

   â€œIf I am not mistaken mother is in Paris which is half a world away from us…”

   â€œVery true”

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   Nearly an hour later the Templar III and Dire Wolf stood on the battlefield facing off against several automated targets.  “Let’s dance” Burton broadcast in the open the Templar III danced to the right engaging a long range missile turret while the Dire Wolf went left engaging a turret with heavy autocannons.  As each of the two OmniMechs moved their simulated fire registered as damage to their targets shutting them down while the turrets fired paint rounds at their targets which registered as real damage.  It wasn’t as spectacular as real fighting but it was more cost effective and didn’t result in accidental deaths of MechWarriors.

   Victor moved quickly from one target to the next his Dire Wolf taking damage as he moved but the OmniMech was easily capable of taking the hits and dealing with these targets.  As he moved he keyed his microphone to Burton’s frequency “not much of a challenge” he noted as a group of lasers engaged resulting in simulated burn damage.

   â€œIt’s not supposed to be” Burton replied obliterating a target of his own “but the Tri-Vid cameras will love seeing Prometheus in action once more.”

   â€œStill playing games” Victor remarked as an autocannon barrage registered a hit on his OmniMech striking above the cockpit.  Victor’s pace ground to a halt as he listened to his son’s reply.

   â€œOld habits, die hard, dad everyone loves seeing their heroes in action even against training targets.”  Burton explained cutting down another target “and its something very special seeing you at her controls again.”  He said watching as Victor split targets taking down two more turrets from his standing position.

   â€œI always thought you’d take over her controls.”

“Prometheus is and always will be your Mech, and a little too slow for my taste, you have to be able to move around your opponent Instead of just taking hits.”  He said destroying another target but seeing his father’s OmniMech remained standing still he sent a command to the turrets to stand down before circling back to join his father.  “Perhaps I’ll gift it to Luther when he’s ready.”   â€œSterling said he was studying?”

   â€œAff, I mean yes” Burton said stumbling over the response being married to a Clanswoman led to mixed up responses sometimes. “I’m convinced he’ll be the smartest Davion for decades.  And he’ll be a fine MechWarrior when the time comes.”  Burton explained Victor nodded not completely convinced that his grandson was as decided about his future as Burton was.  It was tradition for First Princes of the future to be members of the AFFS but that did not necessarily mean being a MechWarrior.

   â€œShall we go back?”  Victor asked glancing at the damage schematic for his OmniMech the simulated damage remaining with the gash above its cockpit standing out to the elder Davion.  Had it been a real hit the cockpit would have likely been breached by the damage, a breach that could have killed him.

   â€œNot tempted to get back in the saddle full time?”  Burton teased as the two Mechs began to walk back towards the Mechbay.

   â€œNo it’s a habit I was happy to turn my back on it’s a younger man’s game and one I am glad to see that you play well.”  He said looking over his son’s statistics from the “battle” high hit percentages and low damage he was impressed but his eyes were brought back to the simulated damage again he had many close calls in the past why it bothered him to see a simulated hit like it did he didn’t know.

Main Meeting Hall, Whitting Conference Centre
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
3rd November 3110


   Victor Steiner-Davion remembered that Whitting Conferences were shorter as he sat behind his Burton and Sterling with his wife Danai Centrella-Davion they were the oldest two people in the room by a margin.  In the early days the conferences had been simple the lords had discussed the SLDF’s capabilities, its funding and the ever present Clan threat and then they had voted for a new First Lord.  Now however with the growing size and economic strength of the Star League Protectorate trade was just as strong a factor with trade going through the Protectorate from different nations to avoid conflict zones which made the Protectorate worlds more prosperous each day.  Many within the conference hall wished to see the trade tariffs reduced and instead more money sent to the member states.

   Victor paid little attention to their bickering as he looked around the hall he had been surprised to see Archon Jessica Steiner her embattled Lyran Commonwealth was still under heavy threat from the Clans with reports of renewed fighting along their borders.  She was his niece but they barely knew each other their families long separated since Peter’s assumption of the Archonship it bothered him that he did not know his brother’s children better.
Sitting next around the table was Warlord Akira Tormark the representative of the Coordinator Akira Kurita.  Tormark was older than his son and tried to look confident but he was out of place and knew his plans were tied.  Earlier in the day Burton had offered to end the conflict with the Combine and return the systems of Hagiwawa, Umijiri and Kitalpha in the exchange.  The deal was more than Victor would have been ready to return but Akira Tormark was not in the position to agree to the deal and so it had fallen through.

At the next table sat Duke Bannister Cameron the leader of the Star League Protectorate and the next most likely person to become First Lord.  The former Star League Defence Force General was aging well but Victor could see that the stress of leadership was getting to him as was the bickering between leaders.  His attention was brought to his left as Protector Erik Martens-Calderon said something towards Burton and McKenna immediately he moved to stand but Danai’s hand ended up on his arm bringing him back down into his seat he looked at her “old habits” he whispered but Danai was already indicating towards their son who was already acting.  Burton activated several commands on the keypad which was built into the desk which activated the hall’s main projector screen.  Suddenly several red dots appeared displaying the positions of AFFS ground force units and then several more green dots displayed mercenary commands.  Victor had no idea if they were completely accurate but it made of an impressive display especially when the blue dots representing AFFS WarShips appeared peppering the Federated Suns/Taurian Concordat border.  Finally Burton activated another command which displayed a smaller number of yellow dots inside Taurian borders.

“Simple mathematics I have more forces I can deploy would you like to test my resolve?”  The First Prince of the Federated Suns asked beside the Taurian leader the Capellan Confederation ambassador began to laugh.  Although not members of the Star League Council still being a prominent family in the Inner Sphere the Liao family ambassador was regularly invited but rarely attended the votes.

“And still the Davion family attempts to boss these meetings around there is a reason that House Liao stands apart from this council” Ambassador Ming Liao taunted looking around the other members of the council.

“At least we still benefit from the advantages of membership” Magestix Ilsa Centrella of the Magistracy of Canopus said taunting the Succession State.  Victor shook his head this was not the best way to do business instead it was a good way to go around in circles.

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As the Star League member states exchanged insults and fought for dominance in the Whitting Conference Hall across the stars a different type of fight had broken out.  During the night as the Star League met the Jade Falcon WarShips Jade Arrow and Emerald Talon supported by several assault DropShips and nearly a full galaxy of ground forces had jumped into the Donegal system obliterating the LCS Morgan Kell and crippling the LCS Flygia within days Jade Falcon troops would march on the Provincial Capital.

First Lord’s office, Unity Palace
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
4th November 3110


   A week before this had been Victor Steiner-Davion’s office while he served as First Lord of the Star League in the position of his son now it was the office of the newest First Lord, Bannister Cameron, as Victor walked into the office he saw that Bannister waited for him behind the desk.  “I love what you’ve done with the place” Victor joked the office was no different than when he had used it a large round room with one wall completely dominated by large windows.

   â€œI see you didn’t waste anytime either” Bannister said rising from behind the desk unlike the business suit Victor had wore while serving as First Lord he now wore the uniform of a Field Marshal of the Armed Forces of the Federated Suns.

   â€œIt’s a little tighter than I remember” Victor admitted touching the waistband of the trousers “it’s all for show while I am here on Terra Burton is convinced that it will show our people that I haven’t gone native.”  He explained again Burton had impressed him showing a near complete understanding of what was going on at home and what needed to be done to keep the masses happy.  “Congratulations on your nomination” he said half seriously continuing to one of the white leather sofas sitting down while Bannister sat opposite him.

   â€œPerhaps the easiest decision that the council ever made” Bannister admitted each of the states could technically be nominated but with the Federated Suns previously holding the positon, the Draconis Combine leader failing to attend, the Free Worlds League leader looking out of his depth and the Lyrans distracted there was little chance of the other main states gaining the position.  Although both member states of the Star League neither the Taurian Concordat nor the Magistracy of Canopus had any realistic chances of gaining the leadership position with their well known history with the first Star League.  “Do you think my speech made any headway?”

   â€œAbout the uncontrolled arms race that is going on and the steady fall towards a conflict as large as any of the Succession Wars?”  Victor asked Bannister nodded it was all he could think to speak of following the failure of the council to stop the ongoing conflicts.  “Perhaps but I think the news of the fighting on the Lyran border had everyone more concerned.”  He said news that Donegal had been attacked had reached the Council chambers shortly after Bannister had been nominated as the next First Lord.  Archon Jessica Steiner had left nearly immediately heading for a DropShip which immediately boosted off planet heading for a waiting JumpShip.  Under the rules of the current Star League no member state WarShip was allowed to leave the Nadir and Zenith jump points instead SLDF JumpShips situated at pirate points waited to take leaders via command circuit back to their own states.

   â€œYes, Archon Steiner will arrive in the Commonwealth to a fight her people cannot win” Bannister Cameron said looking at Victor his face a mask “Shortly Donegal will be under siege and Pherkad has already fallen to the Falcons.  Grunwald and Kelenfold have fallen to the Horses and there are reports that the Coyotes have attacked Morningside.”  He said reaching out to touch a control on the table that displayed all three Clans had moved forward against the Lyrans.

   â€œA combined offensive” Victor said looking at the map “anything from the Bears?”

   â€œNo neither the Bears nor the Wolves have made any move forwards it appears that they are ready to sit and wait.”  Bannister said looking up at Victor “this conflict is the one the Star League was formed to combat I won’t let the Lyrans hang alone.”  He said switching the display to one of the Star League Protectorate which sat in the middle between the five Succession States and Clan Wolf’s Empire.  “I’ve sent orders to the Warlock, Wasp, Cavalier and Vanguard along with the Thirty-first Royal BattleMech Brigade, the First Royal Regimental Brigade and the Second Knights of the Inner Sphere Brigade.”  He explained “we are going to reinforce Lyran positions and force the Falcons off Donegal and support the defences against the Falcons and Coyotes.”

   â€œCavalier and Vanguard?” Victor said naming two of the Obey-class Battleships based in the Fenwick system both were untested in battle.  While First Lord Victor had learned of the Fenwick and the ships based there he had agreed with Bannister Cameron and Victor Focht to keep the system a secret to protect the population now deploying both ships before they had undergone any of the proposed modifications would bring questions that the SLDF was probably not ready to answer.

   â€œWe need to make a statement” Bannister explained “I’m sending Victor Focht to oversee and command them he can liaise with the Lyran commanders.”

   â€œVictor is a good commander but he hasn’t faced the pressures that he will face on Donegal before.”  He said Victor Focht was an excellent administrator and strategist but his tactical thinking sometimes could be better.  He had also never negotiated with the Clans before.

   â€œWell I don’t think they would react well to a First Lord by the name of Cameron turning up.”  Bannister pointed out Victor nodded Bannister Cameron turning up on the border was probably the last thing that the Lyrans needed.  “Want the job?”

   â€œNot really” Victor admitted “I retired for a reason.”  He said thinking about Danai and her thoughts of him even considering going on a mission like this.

   â€œYou retired far younger than most men would have, I saw your range scores with Burton still at the level you were previously at” Bannister pointed out “with modern medicine you could live another fifty years easily.”  He said one thing that had rapidly returned to the most advanced parts of the Inner Sphere was the benefits brought on by modern medicine and medical technology with the inclusion of Clan technologies, which had been reverse engineered to work with Inner Sphere technology, lifespans had increased to between one hundred-and-twenty and one hundred-and-thirty years.

   â€œDo you know I have lived longer than my father did?”  Victor asked looking at Bannister “with all of the fighting that he did and all the stresses he faced he died in his office at sixty-nine years old he died before he saw his children fully grow up when they could have used his support.”  He said Victor had inherited leadership of the Federated Commonwealth after the death of his father and the murder of his mother had they been around the nation that their marriage built could have survived.

   â€œThat may have been true.  At the same time perhaps the Commonwealth was simply too big and too diverse to last, the same happened with the First Star League.”  Bannister noted “from what I read about Hanse Davion I don’t think your father was a man to dwell on what could have been.”  Bannister said carefully realizing it was a touchy subject for Victor “I don’t think you are that kind of man either.”

   â€œIt would surprise you.”  Victor admitted “one thing that would make an impact on the Clans was if the Lyrans were supported by a multi-national force.”  He suggested “if we could convince the member states to support the SLDF it would send a message.”

   â€œThe Star League Defence Force will follow Victor Focht but, I do not know if the member states would, this has not been tested for many years.”

   â€œI will command them” Victor said after a moments thought glancing up at Bannister “I have done it before I can do it again.”  He said “I will speak with my son and have the Black Prince detached from his escort, we can try to convince Warlord Tormark to detach a destroyer or two from Dieron’s defence.”  He suggested

   â€œDestroyers are about all you’d receive since I don’t think Tormark will want to risk the Akagi.”  Bannister Cameron agreed “I can speak with Captain-General Ledford and see what the Free Worlds League can add to this force but I wouldn’t expect anything from the periphery states.”

   â€œBy the time they arrived it would all be over.”

   â€œI wouldn’t hold my breath about gaining anything from House Liao.”

   â€œPerhaps a knife in the back” Victor half joked rising from his chair opposite him Bannister also rose extending his hand to shake Victor’s.

   â€œYou do not need to do this” Bannister said as they shook hands.

   â€œI owe it to my father and to Peter to try.”  He admitted having thought about it he wouldn’t forgive himself if something happened to the Lyran people or Jessica that he could have stopped.  He thought about what Bannister had said about his father Hanse Davion did not live with what could have been he went out to fix it.  “Now I have to try and explain this to my wife.”

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   â€œYou agreed to what?”  Danai Centrella-Davion said angrily stepping towards her husband off to the side Burton and Sterling stood in a stunned silence.

   â€œI agreed to help…” Victor repeated

   â€œYou owe them nothing” Danai said stepping closer to him she was as beautiful as ever and probably as angry as he had ever seen her.  “You are not the First Lord anymore, you’re not the Archon-Prince!”  She almost shouted turning her back on him hiding her tears.

   â€œDad, this isn’t your fight” Burton said but Victor hadn’t taken his eyes off Danai’s back.  “Your place is at home, we have our own problems.”

   â€œSon, I helped form this Star League, I took the fight to the Clans before I know better than anyone how they think.  Victor Focht for all his experience doesn’t know how they think I can bring the Falcons to heel.”

   â€œSire… Victor, the Falcons are not the Falcons you once fought” Sterling Davion reminded him her experience as Snow Raven Khan had taught her that the Clans were changing; and perhaps not for he better.

   â€œI know the risks” he said looking at his son “which is why I’m borrowing the Black Prince.”

   â€œThe Fox’s Teeth are also on-board; they were supposed to be training with the SLDF I guess that can wait and some live fire training is in their future.”

   â€œThey are most welcome to join up” Victor said as Danai turned “I hope our strength shows the Falcons this isn’t a fight they can win and their fighting skills are not needed” he said looking at his wife.  “Danai…”

   â€œNo, it’s my turn” said cutting him off “I’m not happy with this decision, this was stupid of you, you retired” she said rapidly taking a step towards him.  “But this kind of impulsive decision is why I fell in love with you” she said stepping again towards him “I’m coming with you, we’re doing this together.”  She said as Victor pulled her close to him it wasn’t part of his plan but she had been at his side during the Clan War and had given him a family he was very proud of he wouldn’t turn her away now they were in this together.

Royal Visit
Milnerton, Sian Commonality
Capellan Confederation
12th November 3110


   With rumours circulating about the whereabouts of the Capellan Confederation’s secret shipyard Chancellor Dao-Shen Liao took the time to visit Milnerton on the FWL border with three elite regiments of troops and the WarShips Chancellor’s Pride and two Wudang Jian-class Frigates leading many to believe that the visit was a prelude to a new Capellan offensive into the Free Worlds League.

Erinyes (Modified Newgrange-class)
Orbit of Son Hoa
Son Hoa Theater, Lyran Commonwealth
18th November, 3110


An old man looked out across the dark space onto the fires below, idly spotting wrecking of the former LCS Storm Watch float by. The planet’s surface glowed red hot as magma erupted from its broken skin. A day ago, the planet was a vibrant, fertile world, housing a population of over three billion souls.

Now, a day apart, only ashes and uncontrollable fires remained as a declaration of war it was quite a statement.

    â€œIt is as your Messiah had foretold. ‘A future of nought but fire and ash.’” The much younger woman standing next to him remarked, a sadistic smile creeping on her middle-aged, yet beautiful face.

    Her response elicited a rare smile from him in return. Though she remained a sceptic even after all these years of his righteous cause and in the Word of Blake, he long ago acknowledged she was a firm believer in him. And though he valued fanaticism far more than firm loyalty in his fellow believers, he had long ago accepted loyalty was sometimes more useful.

    â€œThe long-simmering fire within our fellow believers and our Circinian brothers and sisters will be once again lit this day,” he replied out loud.

    â€œAnd today will be a day long-remembered, my love,” she responded back as she pulled an arm around his waist, an action he seldom allowed in public, yet today he instead returned. “Let us watch the fire below for a while yet, beloved.”

    He answered her request by resting his head upon her shoulder. They both stood there, gently floating in microgravity, with their arms around each other, as the planet below continue to its fiery death.

    Across the entire Inner Sphere, the holovideo of Son Hoa under continuous orbital bombardment, warning the Lyrans to leave Circinus space or else.

In Lyran space, elements of both the Third and Sixteenth Lyran Regulars act out against the Circinus worlds they are garrisoning forcibly putting down peaceful protests resulting in dozens of deaths, forcing the Circinus Son Hoa Theater March Militia RCT into action as the militia quickly moves to protect the civilians, effectively initiating a civil war throughout the Son Hoa Theater with pirate forces supporting the local militia forces they force the regular Lyran military and hired mercenaries from their garrisons.

In the next week, Lyran forces manage to hold the worlds of Andiron and Baltazar III, while the worlds of Circinus, Clayborne II, and Dierdre’s Den are overrun by the militia and pirate forces and a new Cirincus Federation is declared.

FSS Black Prince (Mercury-class Battleship)
Nadir Point, Furillo
Halfway Province, Lyran Commonwealth
24th November 3110


   Having used one of the “ready JumpShips” in the Terra system Victor Steiner-Davion had finally rendezvoused with the FSS Black Prince, the FSS Lucian Davion II and the FSS Adam Davion in the Furillo system.  On board the ships was McKinnon’s Regiment (Fox’s Teeth), a special detachment of the DMI and the Wild Geese mercenary regiment.

   Entering the Black Prince’s main briefing room he saw Admiral Kristos Leroux, the commander of the Black Prince, and Colonel Canin McKinnon, the commander of the Fox’s Teeth.  Immediately Victor recoignized Canin McKinnon, the son of Ross McKinnon, “it has been many years Colonel”

   â€œToo many, sire” McKinnon replied bowing his head slightly Victor nodded he reminded Victor of his father in his prime compact, muscled and with a very serious look.  From Canin he turned to the commander of the Black Prince.  Admiral Kristos Leroux was unique in the upper echelon of the FSN in that he had not been born in the Federated Suns instead Leroux had been born a member of Clan Nova Cat and captured in battle several years before.  As with many former Clansmen Leroux had adopted their new state as their own and he had excelled in WarShip command and combat showing loyalty to the Davion family that verged on fanatical rising through the ranks at a pace that few others could match.  Before Victor had left to become First Lord he had been serving as executive officer of the Black Prince.

   â€œAdmiral, what’s our status?”

   â€œWe have begun to recharge our drives, sire; it will take us another twenty-one days before we are ready to jump again.”  He said giving details on the Black Prince “Commanding-General Focht and elements of the First Royal Regimental Brigade have arrived in the Tharkad system while the SLS Wasp, the Cavalier and Vanguard along with two Tatsumaki II-class Destroyers and ground force elements including the Ninth Illician Lancers and the 241st Battle Combat Group are in the Canonbie system.”

   â€œAdmiral have our communications team send a message to Focht he needs to know that we are joining him and that we should attack together.  What about on Donegal?”  Victor asked taking a seat at the table beside him Danai took her seat with Leroux sitting opposite them and Colonel McKinnon remaining at the briefing screen.

   â€œSire, at 0842 this morning Clan Jade Falcon hit the Second Royal Guards RCT on Donegal with six clusters.”  McKinnon explained as the screen showed a graphic of Jade Falcon icons landing on Donegal.  “Lyran Intelligence has identified two of these units the Jade Falcon Guards and the Delta Solahma Clusters.”  He said the Jade Falcon Guards were famous, or infamous, while the Solahma would be used as a sacrifice to weaken the Falcon’s target.  “The other appear to be Eyrie Clusters but none have been seen in combat with Inner Sphere forces…”

   â€œThat crazy bitch!” Victor suddenly exclaimed bringing a surprised look from everyone around “Jana Pryde, she’s done a Marthe Pryde” he said looking around “she’s graduated their trainee warriors early and sent them to Donegal to become warriors.”

   â€œUnproven warriors given such a task of seizing Donegal?”  Leroux questioned his face showing disgust for the strategy.

   â€œIt’s almost like they don’t want to claim it” Danai Centrella-Davion said quietly

   â€œOr they are after another target” Victor suggested

   â€œThere is no other movement along the Falcon lines” McKinnon reported

   â€œMaybe she he no intention on capturing Donegal” Victor said quietly “maybe this is just Coventry a big public attack intended on taking attention away from a weak Falcon Touman?”  He said thinking out aloud.  “Colonel, continue please” he said looking at McKinnon.

   â€œYes, sire, it appears that the attack on the Second Royal Guards was intended on inflicting as much damage as possible to the RCT.  The Falcon BattleMechs carried inferno rounds for their short range missile launchers and almost exclusively cluster rounds for their autocannons when they handed they concentrated on the House Steiner armoured vehicles, infantry and battle armour forces.  Fortunately for the Lyrans several of their units were outfitted with vehicle fire extinguishers which reduced the damage done by the fire” he said as the display screen showed a demonstration vehicle firing its fire extinguishers when struck by fire the vehicle was still damaged but survived the attack.  “Unfortunately their infantry was not as fortunate.”  He said neither McKinnon nor the displays needed to show the effect inferno explosions would have had on the conventional and battle armoured infantry.  “The Royal Guards were able to destroy approximately two clusters worth of forces of the Falcons but have been severely weakened…”

   â€œWhat a waste of resources…” Leroux noted looking at the data they had on what had happened on Donegal so far.  “I apologise Lord Davion” he said “I did not mean to interrupt.”

   â€œNonsense, Admiral, you background was a contributing factor to you gaining this post” he said Kristos Leroux looked at him with a strange look.  “You had the skills and temperament to command a WarShip of the Federated Suns Navy but your unique heritage only added to the argument that allowed you to gain the command of this vessel.  Admiral Leroux your opinion is always welcome especially on Clan matters.”

   â€œI understand” he said “these warriors represented the next generation of Jade Falcons to throw them into combat without completing their training or their final trials is a waste it is exactly what the Clans strive to avoid.”

   â€œYet history repeats itself they did this at Coventry and now here” Danai said “you’re not the only one reviving old habits.”  She said turning to her husband.

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   Across the light years on Incukalns Khan Jana Pryde read the report from Donegal and beyond.  “Two clusters essentially lost in battle both Jade Arrow and Emerald Talon are damaged and the Flygia escaped?”  She said looking at Loremaster Taman Malthus

   â€œAff, Khan Pryde, the ship's crew was able to force off our boarding teams and jump to Coventry.  We believe Flygia will be crippled for years to come.””

   â€œDo you think they have a chance?”  She said indicating back to the troops on Donegal.

   â€œOur forces can overwhelm the defences on Donegal” the Loremaster said “and if they fail our WarShips can sterilize he surface” he said smiling she wasn’t completely convinced that he was not serious.

   â€œThat will not accomplish the goals we need to accomplish” Pryde said “Donegal needs to serve a purpose, and not be wasteful to our Clan.  Is our next stage ready?”

   â€œThey await you Khan Pryde”

Military Raid
Allied States of John Marik, Twin Sons
District of Lesnovo, Free Worlds League
28th November 3110


   Piloting a succession wars era CRB-27 Crab BattleMech which the Twin Sons military had taken from a pirate, refurbished and put back into service Force Commander Petra Furey watched as members of her infantry team, including an entire squad of Elemental bred troopers, entered a military complex of Marshal Pietre Contractor the local commander of the Allied States of John Marik on Twin Sons.

   For the last three weeks members of the southern militia under the command of Contractor had raided the Badlands destroying facilities and killing dozens.  According to the Allied States it was due to a rise in bandit raids from the Badlands but they refused to allow the Badlands own security forces deal with it.  Despite her commanders knowing that Petra had recently fallen in with the hard core dark caste members on Twin Sons they had decided to support her call to arrest Contractor and return him to the Badlands to face justice.

   This operation one of nearly a dozen over the last two months had cornered Contractor into a small naval base overlooking the Scabbard Sea, which on any other planet would have been a large lake, there Contractor had planned to board a large freighter which would take him away from his troubles but Petra Furey had struck sooner than expected.  Now sitting in her BattleMech Petra found the situation laughable the leader of this military region preparing to run away like a pirate while her Badlands force (which had been called the same) stood ready to deliver justice.  Their operation had gone off almost completely without a hitch with her commando team disabling Contractor’s ship before their main assault she had offered them a chance to surrender but they had refused and now, well now most of the base’s defenders were dead or in chains.

   One of her cockpit lights began to flash rapidly and she flicked the switch “Furey” she said

   â€œBoss, you need to get down here and have a look at this, you won’t believe what Contractor had hiding here.”  Alex one of her Elementals said over the comms.  Alex like her other infantry lacked a Battle Armour suit but he made up for that with his brawn born a freeborn son of two former-Smoke Jaguar trueborn Elementals he was easily as large any trueborn.

   A little while later Petra had dismounted from her BattleMech and was inside one of the warehouses standing at Alex’s find “in Kerensky’s name” she said low enough for only Alex and his squad to hear.  In front of her stood the pieces of a Stormcrow OmniMech the popular Clan Smoke Jaguar medium design lacked arms and one of the legs but on the ground around it laid the parts that would be enough to rebuild the OmniMech.  “Where the hell did he get one of these and why is it in pieces?”

   â€œSeems like they salvaged the body and then bought the other parts on the black market and have rebuilt her piece by piece.”  Alex said “the parts seem to be from different designs but they do seem to go together and I think that the OmniMech can be rebuilt and be operational again.”  He said leaning in towards Petra “to the victor goes the spoils Force Commander.”

   â€œIf only it worked out like that” Petra said looking at the OmniMech

   â€œPerhaps it should OvKhan” Alex said.  Hours later they had pulled back into the Badlands the Allied States of John Marik issued an official protest with the Badlands rulers but Contractor still felt charges with an overwhelming amount of evidence against him.  The Stormcrow was moved to a secure facility in Port Arthur while the techs there tried to rebuild the OmniMech.

Ciudad del Mar, Buena
Alarion Theatre, Lyran Commonwealth
30th November, 3110

 
Kathy Parks rubbed her old eyes as she reviewed the latest military reports in the Son Hoa Theater. At seventy-eight years old, she was far past her prime and had finally retired shortly after the Stone Spirit Incursion had ended nearly four years ago.

    She groaned as she felt the arthritis in her left hand act up again, softly reminding her she had done her duty, done it well, and had downright earned her retirement. Yet, she forced herself to continue reading the report as she made notes.

    The days following the attack on Son Hoa by the Erinyes was a nightmare for the entire Lyran Commonwealth to say the least. In the first twenty-four hours after the attack alone, the Estates General used its Emergency Powers TWICE, something she never thought possible. The first was to remove Henrietta Bradford as the Lyran Intelligence Corps Director and the second was the removal of the entire Son Hoa Theater out from under Jessica Steiner’s direct control. Though it was officially only a temporary measure until the Clans in the North were beaten back, the Estates General message was crystal clear.

    Donegal was the proverbial line in the sand. Should the planet fall, the Archon would soon thereafter.

    Kathy knew Jessica wouldn’t take the Estates General threat lying down. A mere two hours after the Estates General’s decision was announced, Kathy was escorted to the planetary HPG station here on Buena. There, via HPG holo-conference, Jessica informed her she had selected Kathy to become Archonette of the Son Hoa Theatre for the duration.

    To say she was shocked was an understatement. But she well-understood what Jessica was doing. With the Estates General seemingly united in a stand against the Archon, instead of fighting the assembly, the Archon had not only acquiesced, but pulled a fast one on the assembly. By nominating Kathy, a well-known recently retired military official, to the post before the Estates General was done squabbling over their own pick, the public saw the Estates General and the Archon were seemingly working together rather than at odds with one another.

   She shook her head as she made another note, this time on known logistics within the theatre. What the Archon wanted, however, was a follower in power. And that Kathy was against. She would support the Archon, surely, but not follow her every command. And as an archonette, she held near autonomous power, eerily similar to that of the Isle of Skye.

    She smiled as she remembered the response from the Estates General rebuking the Duke of Skye’s moving to become an Archonette in his own right, reprimanding him for “his obvious power play in the face of national calamity.” Served him right, she thought, as she flipped to another page, this one noting specific troop locations.

    She had acted quickly in the first forty-eight hours, knowing full well the first seventy-two hours was when the public and thus the Estates General would act in full support of her, requested an additional nine planets be added to the theatre, while New India be formally detached to join Kaumberg Theatre. The same request included four warships with three cruisers minimum to be allocated to the theatre.

    She got the planets and the Estates General had promised the warships. She knew she needed the latter now, especially due to losing contact with the worlds of Amel, Belzagor, Cyteen, and New St. Andrews in the past two days.

    She again shook her head, idly making a note to redistribute the military forces now under her command, as well as recognizing the Buena Training Battalion as a federal one. Politics would have no place within the theatre's military apparatus, she had promised to the public upon accepting the Archon’s nomination of her as Archonette.

    Jessica was not happy at her at the moment for both moves. But with those moves, she made it clear to all political sides. Kathy was not anyone’s pawn. She was a loyal supporter of both the Lyran realm and the current Archon and she counted the Archon as a personal friend. But she would do what she thought was right. For the theatre and for the realm.
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Combat Information Centre, FSS Silver Lance
Zenith Point, June
Crucis March, Federated Suns
7th December 3110


The FSS Silver Lance emerged into the June system in a flash of light continuing its patrol, with the McKinnon’s Raiders Regiment in the Lyran Commonwealth, the Robinson Block III-class Transport ship had been assigned to patrol the Nova Cat border and the Federated Suns periphery region.  As they energed into the system they detected a cluster of wreckage close by.

“Report” Captain Margaret Joan demanded from her command chair “prepare all small craft and DropShips for recovery options, I want communication with June Planetary Command as well.”

“Analysing” the sensor operator then added after a moment “Captain, it’s the FSS Crucis March… debris suggests that its DropShips and aerospace fighters have also been destroyed.”

“Survivors?”

“Unknown”

“Not good enough, Mr Smith, move us within one hundred metres of the largest piece of wreckage, detach DropShips and begin recovery options.  Sensors, I want a detailed analysis of what caused this and reverse the path of the remaining wreckage and identify if anything out there is not consistant with what the Crucis March had onboard.”  She commanded looking at the screens as the Silver Lance’s transit drive was brought online and the ship began to move away from June’s star she felt a small sense of gravity in the CIC but remained in her chair.

Deep within the Silver Lance DropShips, small craft and aerospace fighters began to launch dropping into space to begin search and rescue operations.  The pilots would search the wreckage for their comrades and for a clue to what happened to the ship.  Had it been a terrible accident or had someone deliberately destroyed the FSS Crucis March?

Search and rescue operations recovered sixteen survivors from the Cruis March’s wreckage and two aerospace fighter pilots.  Over the course of a week long investigation the Silver Lance found that four of the Crucis March’s aerospace fighters were missing as was a civilian Mule-class DropShip which had been awaiting a JumpShip.  According to salvaged gun camera footage and sensor records the FSS Crucis March had been attacked by another WarShip one that was approximately 700,000 tons in weight and carried Clan Snow Raven’s insignia, the Sceptre.   Also according to the the Davion III’s surviving sensor records the destroyer had caused some damage to the larger Snow Raven-built vessel but it still appeared to be fully operational and had taken salvage and supplies from the Crucis March’s cargo bay and ammunition stores.

Kittery Royal Training Range
Kittery, Kittery Prefecture
Star League Protectorate World
12th December 3110


At the Star League Defence Force’s extensive training facilities on Kittery the Fourth Kittery Regimental Brigade, Stone’s Pride, began to test a modified version of the Star League-era Centurion Weapon System which they have named the Tight Steam Electo Magnetic Pulse Weapon, or TSEMP for short.  While the Centurion targeted specific circuits within certain BattleMechs limiting its usability the TSEMP could be used against any BattleMech and cause the same affect shutting it down.  Unfortunately, of the four prototypes available on Kittery three exploded during their initial testing phase leading to calls for a redesign from concerned SLDF officers adding to research and development’s problems the fourth weapon preformed below its expected capabilities.

Briefing Room, FSDS Davion’s Heart (Conquistador-class DropShip)
Pirate Point, Donegal
Donegal Province, Lyran Commonwealth
16th December 3110


   Twenty-one days in the Furillo had seemed like an eternity but once the jump drives on the three WarShips had been primed they were ready to jump directly to Donegal with Victor commanding that they avoid wasting more time with a visit to Tharkad.  Unlike many systems Donegal had been extensively mapped and so they could enter the system at any of the pirate points closer to the planet’s surface.  At 0600 the FSS Black Prince, FSS Lucian Davion II and FSS Adam Davion entered the system deploying their DropShips an hour after the arrival of the WarShips the JumpShips carrying the First Royal Regimental Brigade’s DropShips along with Commanding-General Victor Focht entered the system.  Under acceleration Prince Victor Steiner-Davion walked into the briefing room of his Conquistador-class DropShip and saw Colonel Canin McKinnon standing at the display “what’s the status in system Colonel?”

   â€œIt’s very strange sir the Lyrans have been able to contain the Jade Falcons with their numbers reduced to two active Clusters but it was at a great cost.”  He said showing the display the Fifteenth Lyran Guards RCT had been virtually destroyed its numbers folded into the Second Royal Guards RCT to keep the unit operational.  “It appears we may have come all this way for nothing.”

   â€œThere’s still the two WarShips” Victor point out not that he wanted to take his ground forces against them.
“What was the point to this attack?  They come here kill hundreds of troops and lose as many of their own but they don’t reinforce their position.”  McKinnon asked looking at the screens it didn’t make sense.

   â€œBlooding new troops eliminating the old blood?”  Victor said thinking of the Falcon tactics when they attacked Coventry which was similar to this current strategy.  “Old habits” he muttered thinking back to that conflict the fighting for Coventry could have gone so wrong “It’s a brutal tactic even for the Falcons…” he said as the display updated it showed several DropShips leaving Donegal’s surface. “Now what?” Victor wondered watching as the DropShips boosted to join the nearby Falcon WarShips.  The door to the briefing room opened again showing a young Leftenant who handed Colonel McKinnon a piece of paper.

   â€œOh my god…” McKinnon said looking at the Prince “sire, the Falcons have entered the Odessa system.”

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“I am Khan Jana Pryde of Clan Jade Falcon, I claim Odessa and Gabriel for Clan Jade Falcon.”  Jana Pryde said from the command deck of the Mississippi-class Turkina’s Might as the Battleships weapons tore into the the LCS Typhoon from the otherside of the Typhoon the Patriot-class Ironhold Remembered also attacked the Battle-cruiser.  “All ground forces head to the planet.  Space assault forces head for the Ruins and seize the facility along with the ships there.”  She commanded broadcasting the message to the two WarShips and their DropShips.

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“HOW COULD WE HAVE MISSED THIS?”  Victor nearly screamed in anger as his body fought against the increased gravity forces as the DropShips continued to accelerate towards the jump point.  Since the Falcons had abandoned Donegal and were now burning towards them Victor had ordered their combined forces to reverse course heading for the zenith jump point “the Jade Falcons must have been massing for this strike.”

   â€œLyran Intelligence believed that these were reinforcements for Donegal” Victor Focht’s hologram replied.

   â€œWhat about our own intelligence?”

   â€œThere were clearly failings in…”

   â€œFAILINGS!”  Victor shouted interrupting the man instantly seeing the abashed look on the younger man’s face.  “With respect Commanding-General you command the SLDF and that includes regular army, special operations, naval forces and intelligence the buck stops with you.”  He said calming down as he spoke seeing Focht taking in the criticism Victor had been slightly harsh but this situation was not what they needed.  “Now we need to make a contingency plan” he said “we have a seven-day lead on the Falcons we need to communicate with Tharkad and have them direct their reinforcements to Odessa.”

   â€œWe could jump out at the pirate point the JumpShips could return.”  Focht suggested

   â€œNegative” Victor said cutting the younger man off again “to do that we would need to begin deacceleration now that would allow the Falcons to overrun us while we charged our drives.  If we run to the Jump point, then they also need to slow down giving us time to recharge our engines and escape.  We do not need to fight over this system we need to pick our battles wisely.”  He said feeling like he was giving Focht a lecture suppressing a smile thinking of all the times that his father Anastasius had lectured him during the Clan War.  “Direct Wasp to Odessa as well, we are going to break the Falcons there.”

Defence Alert
Capellan March, Federated Suns
20th December 3110


   â€œPeople of the Capellan March, I am Duchess Kym Hasek, and it is my duty today to inform you that the Defence Alert Level in the Capellan March has been raised to Defence Level 4.”  She said looking into the camera “this follows a series of peaceful protests across our realm that have turned violent.  We believe that these protests were influenced by external factors and the Department of Military Intelligence looking for reports if you believe that anything is out of the ordinary or a threat to the realm.”

She said looking at the camera “our realm is safer if we all watch out for threats towards it.  Until further notice any large gathering of civilians will be monitored by an AFFS presence as well as local police and security authorities we will ensure the security of all of our civilians.”

Victor Davion’s quarters, FSDS Davion’s Heart
Pirate Point, Donegal
Donegal Province, Lyran Commonwealth
23rd December 3110

   In the week that it took Victor Steiner-Davion to make it to the jump point the two Jade Falcon WarShips had significantly closed on the Inner Sphere formation to the point that it would be close for them to escape without a conflict.  The door for Victor’s quarters rang as Victor heard alarms through the ship signalling that the Black Prince was planning to use its transit drive.  Victor made his way to the door to find Admiral Kristos Leroux standing waiting for him “Admiral?”

   â€œSire, the Falcons have increased their speed and will be here before we are able to jump.  We must delay them.”

   â€œThe Falcons will not be able to stop in time for the jump point.”  Victor said thinking through the actions of the Clan.

   â€œNo, they will not” Leroux agreed “sire, the DropShips carrying the McKinnon’s Raiders and the Wild Geese are being prepared to detach from their collars and await JumpShip retrieval.”

   â€œWhat?” Victor demanded he did not like the sound of what Leroux was saying.

   â€œIt is an old tradition, sire, the WarShip remains behind to cover the retreat.  Black Prince has the capabilities to hold off those ships.”

   â€œNot alone!”  Victor snapped he didn’t like the plan at all “no Admiral I will not allow you to sacrifice this Battleship and her crew so far from home, you may be able to damage those ships but they will surely destroy the Black Prince.”  He said pausing thinking things through; there was only one other option. “Now with the Adam Davion and Lucian Davion in support you would have more chance of survival correct?”  Leroux nodded “then I release both to support your operations.”

   â€œSire, you cannot go to Odessa without WarShip support”

   â€œI will not be the Wasp and her support will be on the border within a few days.  I am not rushing into another Falcon trick.”  He said looking back into the room at his wife “give them hell Admiral.”

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   The next day JumpShips began to escape the system carrying the Federated Suns and SLDF ground forces clear of the system.  On board one of the Lyran Commonwealth Monolith-class JumpShips which had been sent to collect them Victor Steiner-Davion stood like a statue watching the holotank as the WarShip icons closed to engagement range.

   â€œHerr Steiner-Davion, we must leave this system” the ship’s master said approaching from the side.  He was young perhaps in his early thirties his tone was polite but lacked the respect due someone of Victor’s Steiner heritage.  Given his history with the Lyran Commonwealth Victor would not hold it against him.

   â€œNegative Kaptin Kerner, those are my people out there I will do them the justice of seeing them engage in our defence.”  He said he saw the young man’s reaction to his words.  “I am sorry Kaptin Kerner while I grew up in this nation and served on many of its worlds I gave up the right to call your people my own a long time ago.”  He said looking back at the screens “the men and women on board those ships grew up when I was First Prince I am connected to them and will be until my last breath.”

   â€œYes, sire” Kerner said changing his tone towards Victor “the past is the past and it cannot be changed even if that is what we desired.”

“One thing humanity has not conquered” he said as the icons continued to close “time.”

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“We will take them down the port side” Leroux said from his command chair watching the screens “have the Adam remain in our wake they are to follow on our hits that will allow them to hit harder for their size.”  He said “Lucian is to manoeuvre as they see fit and continue the barrage of missiles.  We need to tax their heat dispensation systems.”  He said as the first extreme range shots were exchanged mostly capital missiles but also some laser hits from both sides Leroux watched as the smallest of his ships the Adam Davion slid behind the Black Prince while the Lucian Davion II accelerated ahead, the Avalon II had the armour to take a couple of hits before having its combat capabilities degraded.
Ahead of the Federated Suns WarShips the two Jade Falcon vessels also manoeuvred with the smaller Nightlord-class Battleship moving ahead of the larger Mississippi-class the two ships moving to maintain their lock on the Lucian Davion II.  “All hands get ready for some chop” Leroux warned “communications make sure our C3 net is up, assault DropShips and aerospace fighters hold position and get ready.”  He said as another barrage was exchanged between the two sides this time the Black Prince’s heavy naval gauss rifles and forward particle cannons were added to the mix of fire from the Federated Suns WarShips.  There was a reason that the Mercury-class was feared and now it was displayed as its weapons guided by the sensor data of the Lucian Davion ripped across the front of the Nightlord causing heavy damage even as the WarShip’s own weapons and those of the Mississippi behind opened fire on the Lucian Davion, the Jade Falcons had done the same as the Federated Suns vessels and concentrated on one vessel.  As capital missiles from the Lucian Davion and Adam Davion joined the Black Prince’s fire the return fire from the two Battleships blew through the Lucian Davion’s port side breaching the Avalon’s armour.

“Lucian’s hull is breached, but emergency bulkheads have closed, no news on casualties.”

“Have her break formation turn to starboard and clear the path we will take the hits.”  Leroux commanded the concentrated fire from the two Battleships had been too much for the Cruiser. “Message to Adam Davion they need to cover Lucian’s damaged arc both ships are to continue missile bombardment of Nightord.”  He said a moment later the Avalon II slipped out of formation even as the Mississippi fired on her again hitting the vessel’s port side again this time causing heavy damage midway along the vessel’s hull as the ship tried to clear the area the Congress II Adam Davion accelerating to join the wounded ship.  “Status on the Nightlord?”

“Operational but no longer firing, possible fire control damage.”  The sensor officer reported together the two Battleships would rip open the Black Prince, if the missiles from the Black Prince’s support ships had weakened them enough to take them out of the fight they might have a chance.

“Let’s make them pay for that damage concentrate our fire on the Nightlord, defensive measures against the Mississippi, release all aerospace squadrons to strike missions on the Mississippi.”  He commanded the Air Boss who looked surprised “we can take a couple of strafing runs if the Falcons are brave enough.”  He said around the Black Prince aerospace fighters accelerated towards the mighty Jade Falcon Battleship as the Mercury’s guns continued to pound the Nightlord into scrap.  The display was a very clear message to the Jade Falcons and anyone else who may be watching to compete against a vessel like the Mercury you needed to spend as much time on defences as on firepower.  The Battleship’s fire seemed to intensify as it closed on the Nightlord which rotated as it closed on the Black Prince turning onto it’s back as the Black Prince’s fire continued to damage the vessel hatches on the underside of the ship opened releasing its cargo of Elementals and ProtoMechs to attack the Mercury even as the other Jade Falcon Battleship continued to pound the Federated Suns capital vessel.

“All crew prepare to repel boarders.”  Leroux transmitted throughout the ship “point defence, thin them out.”  He ordered moments later seeing that the vessel’s conventional autocannons and lasers were already acting cutting down several of the incoming Falcons.  “Weapon control main guns on the Mississippi make them count.”  He commanded as the second Jade Falcon WarShip came into view “Adam and Lucian to continue to fall back we’ve delayed them enough both vessels are to continue to trade fire with the Nightlord.”  He said as the damaged Nightlord regained some weapon control and engaged the Adam Davion ripping the smaller Congress II almost in half as the Nightlord’s weapons tore through the armour and into the ship’s superstructure Leroux was surprised to see the Congress return fire on the larger ship despite the damage it had taken.  “Stavag” Leroux cursed watching the battle unfold as much as he concentrated on the second Battleship.  Between them the two ships had enough capital missiles, autocannons and lasers to stop the damaged Nightlord but the bigger ship could break either of them with the weapons it had left.

“BOARDERS ON HULL, BOARDERS ON HULL, BOARDERS ON HULL.”  The automated warning system activated as sensors detected battle armour and ProtoMechs landing on the hull.

“SHUT THAT DAMNED THING OFF!”  Leroux shouted as more fire from the Mississippi slammed into the Black Prince.  “Helm maintain course and rotate the hull to starboard, full rotation, weapons control pass to all stations prepare for immediate rotation!  Air Boss, our fighters need to do more against that damned Battleship I want her hull breached!”  He commanded as the massive Mercury-class Battleship began to roll along its axis the ship’s weapons targeting the Mississippi as the ship turned.  The sudden movement of the Black Prince had the same effect as a BattleMech dropping to its knees when boarded by Elementals during combat the rapid movement making some of the Elementals and ProtoMechs lose their footing on the hull falling into space.

As the Mercury rotated in space the Mississippi slid past the ship while continuing to be buzzed by aerospace fighters.  “Sir, aerospace squadron commanders reporting they are approaching bingo fuel, the Mississippi is moving out of their engagement ranges.”

“Recall fighters.  Helm end rotation, bring us about and begin deceleration.  Forward weapons continue to engage primary target.”  He said looking at the holotank seeing that Lord Victor Steiner-Davion’s Monolith still remained in system.  “Communications send message to the First Prince” he said smiling as he used Victor’s old title, the one so many members of the crew still used to describe him. “Inform him we did what we could and will continue to engage but he needs to leave now” he commanded.

   In space the FSS Black Prince turned in space flipping end over end its main engines engaging nearly as soon as the rotation was complete beginning to counter the ship’s momentum as aerospace fighters retreated to their mothership.  The Black Prince’s forward weapons continued to target the Mississippi as it began its own rotation to decelerate before the jump point the Battleship’s guns were not on the Black Prince however instead the Jade Falcon vessel targeted and finished off the Adam Davion which had struggled to retreat any further since the Nightlord opened fire on the vessel.  “Have Lucian cease fire and take survivors from Adam” Leroux said watching as the Lucian Davion continued to engage the two Jade Falcon Battleships causing yet more damage to both with their forward capital missile batteries it took a lot to destroy a Battleship.  At the jump point the Monolith which carried Victor Steiner-Davion finally left the system.  “Broadcast to all Falcon troops on board it is time for them to surrender this battle is over.”

   The Elementals and ProtoMechs which had boarded the Black Prince continued to fight on for several hours after Kristos Leroux’s command with each of them agreeing to turn over their weapons and become bondsmen to the Federated Suns.  As a further blow to the Jade Falcons two days later on the Christmas Day the Nightlord-class Battleship Emerald Talon attempted to jump from the system only for its KF Drive to fail and shut down stranding the vessel in the Donegal system.  With the FSS Black Prince and FSS Lucian Davion II closing on the vessel and the Mississippi already jumping away and the vessel facing insurmountable odds the crew of the Nightlord had no choice but to surrender to Lyran authorities.  As Isorla from the battle the Federated Suns WarShips claimed all of the Emerald Talon’s remaining aerospace fighters and an Ordun-class DropShip filled with salvaged parts taken from the battlefields of Donegal several members of the Emerald Talon’s crew and aerospace pilots demanded to be taken as bondsmen to the Federated Suns as it was the AFFS and not the Lyrans who had defeated them in battle.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #909 on: November 09, 2017, 10:41:58 PM »

Vition2 your map is awesome seriously I love them!

Into 3111 again this update is pretty massive in this case because of James Tanaga and Vition2.  DOC_Agren I hope you like what I've done with your unit Korbin's Kommandos in this opening fiction.  Vition2 I hope you like what I did with your last bit.

3111

Coventry Spaceport, Port St William
Coventry, Coventry Province
Lyran Commonwealth
3rd January 3111


Stepping from the damaged DropShip Hammerfall Colonel Burt Korbin and his son Lt Colonel Hermann Korbin walked out onto the busy tarmac of Coventry’s primary spaceport.  “It’s nice to be back on Commonwealth soil” the elder Korbin said glancing at his son.

“It would have been nicer to return in victory instead of defeat.”

“We were not defeated, son, we were out maneuverer Clan Fire Mandrill had the support and the firepower to steamroll us at anytime.  As far as the Clans are concerned we are dezgra in their eyes but they let us go there’s something to be happy with.”  He pointed out as a pair of armoured limousines drove up.

“I don’t like sucking up to the Bradfords.”

“Neither do I” Burt said as the limo’s doors opened “but Hammerfall won’t go much further we need assistance in giving her a full overhaul or replacing her and there’s only one family that would support us without trying to take control over the Kommandos that’s the Bradfords.”  He said climbing into the limo his son loitering at the door “look I know it isn’t going to be easy to see her again but we don’t have a choice now get in the limo.”

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The drive from the spaceport to the Bradford’s Mansion was a short one.  The city of Port St. William was a busy one with multiple companies working for the city, for Coventry and the Bradford family but it was still a beautiful world with most of the factories underground or non-polluting.  The Bradford Family Estate was on the outskirts of Port St. William and while small it was surrounded by granite stone walls and guarded by members of the First Coventry Cuirassiers the limo pulled up to the front of the Bradford residence.

Burt and Hermann Korbin stepped out of the limo and were met by one of the Bradford family’s staff and brought through and into the main meeting room there stood Duke Thomas Bradford the head of the Bradford family and the Duke of Coventry.  Beside him stood his oldest surviving daughter Duchess Alessandra Bradford who smiled when she saw Hermann.  “Welcome back to Coventry, Colonel Korbin.”

“Thank you, Duke Bradford” the elder Korbin said shaking Bradford’s hand.

“I hear that you have agreed to sign a new contract with the Lyran Commonwealth but have asked for your first assignment to be deferred without pay?”

“That’s correct” Burt Korbin said glancing at his son.

“Duke Bradford the Kommanndos took heavy damage fighting against the pirate forces that have helped reform the Cirincus Federation and we would like some revenge.”  Hermann said looking between both of them.  “Our Fortress was badly damaged several times during our time in the Erdvynn Province the ship is space worthy but it isn’t ready for operations.”  He said “we have some money laid aside and some clan technology to trade.”

“You should be able to afford any ship on the market” Bradford suggested.

“We would like to purchase a Fesnyng” Hermann said naming one of the Lyran Commonwealth's newest type of DropShip.

“Those are not for sale” Alessandra said immediately and quite harshly.

“But a well-placed word from the leaders of a Provincial Capital can go a long way.”  Korbin said looking at his old friend “we can still help defend the Commonwealth Thomas we just need a push in the right direction.”

“I think there is something I can do for you come with me, Colonel, we can discuss this further elsewhere and leave these two to become reacquainted.”  He said glancing at Alessandra and Hermann.  The two older men slowly made their way out of the room.

“Your father seems to be doing well even if he is leaning on my father for support again” Alessandra said moving across the room to pour them both a drink.  He watched her move she had brunette hair and the blue knee length dress she wore was tight enough to be flattering but also functional.

“They are old friends and we will pay for the DropShip and anything else we buy.  The fighting in Erdvynn took its toll” Hermann admitted looking at the door that their fathers had left through “we lost some good people and all the salvage we’ve taken in the world won’t replace them.”

“You seem to have matured yourself” she said returning with the glasses filled with what smelled like Coventry Scotch Hermann took one of the glasses and took a sip it was strong but sweet.  “Ready for a command Colonel?”  She asked wondering if he could be swayed from the mercenary command.

“My father is the Kommandos commander.  I will command when the time is right.”  He said briskly making it clear that he was a mercenary warrior and was not interested in another job.

“My father can get you the DropShip you desire and probably some cut price BattleMechs to make up for your losses.”  She said smirking knowing that he would like the answer “but I might have to convince him to delay his decision for personal reasons.”  She said stepping closer to him “if I could keep you close I would.”  She admitted “it’s been too long Hermann” she said reaching out to touch his face which he leaned into but remained apart from her.  “Just remember you have somewhere to return to.”

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As the Kommandos looked to rearmed and ready for a fight elsewhere within the Lyran Commonwealth Kathy Parks sighed as she leaned her old body deep into the comfy chair. She spent the past two hours arguing with the Archon on the ongoing situation regarding the Southwest Covenant.

She shook her head, for the Archon had ordered her to retake the worlds at first. She knew it was but politics, but it rankled her to having to go through the loop of refusing her old friend. Once that was out of the way, the real argument began in earnest.

Simply put, the Archon was beyond angry at for three primary things. First, Kathy had ordered for the remaining elements of the Third, Seventh, and Sixteenth Lyran Regulars to be disbanded. Their personnel and equipment were to form four new Light Combat Teams, forming the Buena Guards Brigade. 

Kathy well understood the Archon’s displeasure, but shrugged it off. She needed to reign in control over the remaining Lyran units within the Archonette and could not afford to go through further political and bureaucratic nonsense just to get what she needed. It would be months before they were reorganized and combat ready but it was a start.

Secondly, the Archon and the Estates General were both beyond furious she had acknowledged the Southwest Covenant Worlds. In doing so, she had successfully negotiated to get Lyran prisoners and their dependents out of the Southwest Covenant. If the Archon and the Estates General believed that made them weak, then that was what they could believe. What mattered to her was the Covenant could not use them as hostages and further allowed her and the Archonette a further LCT of trained personnel, though equipment was short, as the Covenant had kept the equipment at Poulsbo and other worlds. She was fine with that. In January the SLDF would began transferring them back into the Archonette.
The last was an agreement Kathy had signed with Rim Motors for the building of aerospace and DropShip factories at Buena. She shook her head, but understood the position the Lyran Archon held on the subject. The much younger woman, her nominal leader, was very much afraid the Buena Archonette would become another Isle of Skye or worse form its own state as Cirincus and the Southwest Covenant had further destabilizing the region.

She had rebutted the move was necessary. When Jessica argued that it was not and she was countermanding the agreement to have Lockheed-CBM and Tharkad Aerospace Group get the contract, the elderly Archonette reminded the Archon she, not Jessica, ruled the Archonette.

What followed next was a disaster as far as their friendship went, what with the Archon reminding Kathy her position was but temporary. That threat Kathy could not let go, for if she had done so, she would be seen as weak-willed to the Archon, something she knew the Estates General would not allow. So she had rebutted her old friend, reminding her the Estates General had taken the Archonette out from under her nose, and that she should concentrate on the Clans and the survival of their realm.

She shook her head. She hoped Jessica would take to heart her parting words. “Stop playing politics and actually use your resources! You got the First Fesnyng and the Mountain Wolves you can still use!” She well knew why the Archon refused to use the First Fesnyng and the Wolves however. The First Fesnyng and Kelly Varnay Jessica had ordered to stay at York or be branded traitors, not wanting them anywhere near her uncle publically having a Varnay anywhere near Victor Steiner-Davion would be political supporters.  Although far removed from Lyran politics Victor was still well liked and respected by many. As for the Mountain Wolves, ever since the majority had declared for Clan Wolf and re-joined Clan Society proper, the two lone clusters the Clan had were not trusted by the Estates General.

Now was not the time to play politics, she well knew. And she could only hope the Archon would follow the lead Kathy had quickly set here in the Buena Archonette.

Raven Communications Center, Nexus Ri
Shared World, Border World
Draconis Combine/Raven Alliance (others)
5th January 3111


“Star Colonel, we are receiving a transmission from the Combine,” the comms tech spoke to Errol Cole, Star Colonel of the 5th Raven Chasseurs cluster, the current Star Colonel on duty.

“Put them through”

“Star Colonel, this is Tai-Sho Sasakawa of the Draconis Combine’s Second Genyosha regiment.  As per the agreement with the Raven Alliance, we offer a trial against the rights of ownership of the worlds of the Kesai thumb.  See the attached file for the details.”  Errol Cole looked over the data.

“The Kesai thumb was not part of the agreement, your demand for trial is impudent and unfounded!” Cole rose, slamming his fist on the desk in front of him emphasizing the last words.

“The agreement states ‘Trials will occur over all conflicted worlds,’ though the worlds of the Kesai thumb have been in Raven Alliance hands for more than two decades, the Combine never relinquished their claim to the worlds, and they are thus acceptable targets for trials.  The Combine accepts that this may have been unexpected and have included mitigating provisions included in the details of the trials.”  Bryant remains stoic in the face of Cole’s ire.  “Provide us with the trial locations and forces to be included within twenty-four hours.”

As the Star Colonel sat down to read the documents sent by the Combine he mused, “The Genyosha, they were not supposed to be here.”  The specifics of the trials showed some interesting provision, they would trial for five systems: Kesai IV, Delacruz, Groveld III, Niles, and Alegro, but there would be a series of secondary trials fought with low powered weapons, the number of trials depending on the size and strength of the defending forces.  If the defenders won every trial the Combine claim to the world would be forfeit, allowing it to remain the the Raven Alliance’s hands, given the number of trials involved for each world, that was a pretty minimal possibility though.  Cole contacted the other two Star Colonels on planet, those of the First Raven Battle and Fifth Raven Chasseurs, bidding would begin immediately.

A couple days later, the trials take place nearly simultaneously in various trial locations around the planet.  Considering they were arrayed against one of the most elite of Combine formations, the Ravens put up a strong showing, regardless of the actual results, which were anything but in the Ravens favour.  In only a single trial the Ravens manage to barely eke out a victory, and primarily due to a combination of location and proper forces for the terrain, giving victory laurels to the First Raven Battle cluster and keeping Niles in the hands of the Ravens.  The results are quickly transmitted to the affected planets.

Less than a week later the planned battles begin on Alegro, Kesai IV, Delacruz and Groveld III where Combine and Alliance troops meet in controlled battles.  Two units are assigned to each of Kesai IV and Delacruz where the Raven forces include Beta Galaxy’s Fourteenth Raven Battle and the Ninth Raven Wing clusters, while only a single unit is sent each to Alegro and Groveld III the only opposing forces being the native and Alliance militias.  On Kesai IV, Delacruz, and Groveld III the Ravens and Combine trade victories back and forth, giving the Combine units a warm up before they move towards the Federated Suns border.  The militia unit on Alegro pulls off a surprise, having a couple of old Raven warriors who chose the ‘oblivion’ of a militia unit rather than Solahma manage to surprise their opponents on multiple occasions, and defeat them in every trial.  Alegro stays within the Raven Alliance, and the success of ‘washed up old warriors’ forces the Raven Alliance to look at their culture once again.

Main Battle site, Outskirts New Bealton
Odessa, Donegal Province
Lyran Commonwealth
7th January 3111


After watching the WarShips that had been sent to defend him move against the Falcons in the Donegal system Victor Steiner-Davion had decided that he would not sit on the side-lines when they finally reached Odessa.  Now he sat in Prometheus’ cockpit surrounded by warriors of the McKinnon’s Raiders Regiment as they stalked the Jade Falcons who were steadily retreating from battle.

The entire situation on Odessa had confused Victor when his combined force had arrived in system the two Jade Falcon WarShips were near the Gabriel Facility and were surrounded by assault DropShips and almost a galaxy’s worth of aerospace fighters.  The combined Inner Sphere task force of Star League, Lyran Commonwealth and Draconis Combine WarShips remained near Odessa providing complete aerial dominance which made the Falcon’s life even harder.  Why the Falcons had pushed to Odessa after retreating from Donegal Victor did not really know but now their forces were being pushed to breaking point by the Inner Sphere ground forces which had been reinforced by the survivors of the First Commonwealth Guards and the SLDF’s Third Special Operations Group who the Jade Falcons had failed to finish off.
“Jade Falcon commander this is Commander Victor Steiner-Davion surrender your forces before you are completely destroyed.”  He said marching his assault OmniMech towards the Jade Falcons.

“The little prince himself” a voice almost snarled over the comms in response.  “I will not surrender my force to you.”  She said from the Falcon line a single Shirke BattleMech stepped clear of the main Falcon lines “I challenge you to single combat Commander.”

“And why would I accept your challenge Clan Commander?  Our forces heavily outgun your own.”

“Because I am Khan Jana Pryde leader of the Jade Falcons and if you defeat me little prince you will not only capture my forces but Jade Falcon offensive operations against the Lyran Commonwealth will end.”  She replied

“And if you are victorious?”  He asked knowing there would be a price.

“Other than the satisfaction of being the one who killed the little prince?”  She asked taunting him he scanned her BattleMech as she spoke it was five tons lighter and carried less firepower than his OmniMech and but it was far more manoeuvrable.  “You let my Falcons leave this world with what we have won and unmolested and you leave this border.”

“I accept” he said stepping Prometheus clear of the allied line.  On his right he noticed two communications lines were active he reached down and toggled both switches “yes, gentlemen” he said addressing Colonel Canin McKinnion and Commanding-General Victor Focht.

“Sire, I was sent to protect you I can’t do this if you volunteer to engage what could be the most dangerous Falcon on this planet.”  On his sensors he saw McKinnon’s Warhawk angling towards him fro the right-hand side.

“Victor, you were sent to advise and assist SLDF operations if anyone should be fighting this battle it should be me.”  Focht said his own Avatar OmniMech closing on his position.  “We should overwhelm them.”

“Negative both of you listen I have her attention and I have the BattleMech to finish her off with.  She has challenged me and I have accepted substituting someone else will break the rules of the Trial, the Clanners will declare it void regardless of our victory.”  He said moving Prometheus another step forward “I’m doing this just make sure if she is victorious we stick with this agreement breaking it will bring hell from all of the Clans.”

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   Victor moved Prometheus to the side engaging with his pair of large lasers one went wide while the other burned down the side of enemy Shirke.  In response the great “BirdMech” leapt into the air its wings opening as the assault Mech took to the air triggering both of its own large lasers and its large arm mounted HAG Rifle.  Both lasers found their mark on Prometheus’ left leg while the HAG peppered Victor’s Mech’s torso.

   â€œSo you can shoot” Victor said halting his eastward course and turning back west towards his target.  As he closed all three pulse lasers lit up showing they were in range and Victor sent a green volley of pulse laser fire into the Shirke as it came into land the lasers burning across the enemy Mech’s torso.  The Shirke landed gracefully as if it had not just lost almost two tons of armour and again engaged with its lasers and HAG causing yet more damage to Prometheus’ left leg and torso.  Victor looked at the armour even with the hits the Dire Wolf had taken it could weather several more before an armour breach.  With his run taking him ever closer to the Shirke soon his autocannon would come into play and it would be game over for the Jade Falcon Khan.  He continued to fire triggering his pulse lasers as the Shirke engaged with lasers while continuing to close.

   With the range closing Victor let loose with his ultra autocannon blasting a great hole in the left torso of the Shirke ripping a large laser and part of the Jade Falcon Mech’s over shoulder wing from the chassis.  The Shirke returned fire with its remaining laser and short range missile launcher Victor smirked pulling the trigger on his autocannon again this time the autocannon sounded like it got about half way through its firing cycle before.

   CHINK, CHINK, CHINK, as metal ground against metal and the autocannon jammed.

   â€œNO! NO! NO!”  He shouted instinctively pulling the firing triggers with his left hand firing his SRMs and pulse lasers at the Falcon Mech as his right hand tried to recycle the autocannon and clear the jam his OmniMech was slammed by another laser blast and the Shirke’s HAG as the Falcon Khan continued to fire before the BattleMech’s right hand slammed into Prometheus scouring over the  top of the OmniMech ripping the SRM system from it’s housing Victor felt like his Mech was being ripped apart piece-by-piece.  He triggered both of his large lasers again as he tried to clear the jammed autocannon kicking out with his Mech’s leg shattering the left knee of Shirke.

   The Falcon BattleMech twisted slamming the the HAG barrel into Victor’s OmniMech at the last moment Victor twisted his Mech away from the incoming barrel as Khan Jana Pryde pulled the trigger on the weapon sending concentrated shots into the Prometheus’ hull.  Victor felt the engine shielding being damaged and the cockpit becoming a furnace before gyro housing was shaken by sustained hits he felt Prometheus shaking and begin to go limp.  “EJECTING!”  Victor shouted pulling the rip cords blowing his OmniMech’s cockpit open and sending his command chair into the air away from the dying Dire Wolf.

   Soaring through the air he felt the air superheat as the Falcon Khan fired her large laser into the air trying to catch his ejection chair with her fire with his back turned to the BattleMech below Victor did not see what happened next.  On the ground both McKinnon’s Warhawk and Focht’s Avatar both fired on the Falcon Shirke the Falcon Khan screamed into the communications system as she twisted her BattleMech to face the two enemy Mechs “YOU DARE BREAK THIS HONOUR DUEL!”  She snarled her BattleMech was in no condition to attack them with the smashed remains of her HAG still imbedded in the hull of the downed Dire Wolf at her feet.

   â€œThere is no honour in targeting a downed warrior” Victor Focht said speaking before Canin McKinnon could speak “we will honour the agreement that you made today with Victor, you may leave this world with your spoils of war.”

   â€œWe shall return” she said angrily looking again to the sky seeing Victor’s command chair coming down behind SLDF lines.  Unseen by the Jade Falcon Khan the command chair came down heavily slamming into a tree knocking Victor Steiner-Davion unconscious with several branches penetrating his coolant suit.

Nova Cat Hall, Oathmaster’s Office
Great Hall of the Clans, City of Andrey,
Tukayyid, Independent Clan Territory
10th January 3111


   Entering the Oathmaster’s office from different doors Khan Canin Rosse and saKhan Katrine Devalis stood opposite each other for several moments in silence both wore the black jumpsuit of Clan Nova Cat but Katrine had added a fur cape to her uniform while Canin remained wearing the traditional uniform.

   â€œKhan Rosse” Katrine said breaking the deadlock

   â€œsaKhan Devalis” the elder Khan repled equally courtly.

   â€œEnough of this you both hate each other all of the Clans know that.”  Oathmaster Klick Lenardon the huge Elemental bred warrior said stepping out from behind his desk standing between them.  “Our Clan is one of the most successful we hold two sets of territory comfortably holding off two of the Succession States, we have good trade with all the Clans, we build all of our own weapons and we have virtually no trouble from our civilian population.  We should be leading the Clans!”  He snapped glancing between the two Khans “instead because you do not like her methods and you do not like his we are fighting as a split Clan instead of a single Clan.”

   â€œThere has been good combat opportunities against the Combine to give up the territory we hold there would be foolish.”

   â€œAnd to begin a war with what is perhaps the most powerful of all the Inner Sphere states would be equally foolish” Canin Rosse said agreeing with his saKhan turning on the Oathmaster “you are correct we are powerful but not powerful enough to break the Federated Suns, perhaps you have spent too much time on Tukayyid.”

   â€œNeg, I have not” Lenardon said looking his Khan in the face “our Clan cannot continue the path it is going we are becoming two Clans not one.”

   â€œWe transfer troops between the OZ and Den” Devalis said attempting to defend their current path.

   â€œNot enough” Rosse stated looking her in the face “there are certain units that do not return home and have begun to recruit local forces to their units.”

   â€œThey have taken bondsmen…”

   â€œWho have never stepped food in the Den” he said cutting her off “tradition would state that those warriors should return home for their induction into our Clan to understand what being a Nova Cat is about.”

   â€œTradition does not win wars.  Your tradition has been to try and keep our Clan on the Warden path to live alongside the Federated Suns in peace while mine has been to take the fight to the Combine.  Each year we take another step forward against them.  We are making more progress than even the Ravens are.”

   â€œBecause the Ravens have adopted our strategy with the Combine!”  Rosse snapped again “if the Combine and Ravens ever finish their conflict and the Federated Suns stops its conflict against the Draconis Combine our people will suffer.”

   â€œBut as it stands there does not look like there is much chance of that happening.”  Devalis state even this month we have seen the Combine take four Raven worlds and assault five different Federated Suns systems.  There back is turned my people face inexperienced warriors as we drive deep into the Combine worlds fall beneath out guns.”

   â€œBut for how long?”

   â€œWho cares we are the Clans we take victories and losses as they come, we were created to fight.”

   â€œNot recklessly”

   â€œYou old fool our Clan will stagnate under your command!  I should have killed you when I had the chance.”

   â€œBut you could not make the hard choice.”

   â€œI will make it now” she snapped back.

   â€œNEG, YOU WILL NOT!”  Lenardon finally snapped looking at the two of them.  “I called you both here because I wished for us to meditate on the choices we have made and to broker peace between our leadership but now I see that between you you have broken our Clan.  There is only one course of action…” he began as Katrine Devalis spoke once more.

   â€œAff, I agree, I declare a Trial of…”

   â€œNeg, no trials” Lenardon said cutting off Devalis before she could say another word “we will call a Grand Council Meeting and call for the creation of a new Clan.”  He said seeing Devalis joy at his suggestion while Canin Rosse looked horrified.

   â€œThat is not your decision to make Oathmaster.”

   â€œThe well-being of our Clan is my choice to make.”  He said turning towards Canin Rosse “Khan Rosse your steady leadership had brought out Clan to the place it now is but even you must see that the drain Katrine Devalis operations puts on the Nova Cat Clan could be spent elsewhere.  You have already said that there are things that we could not stop the Federated Suns.  Without the drain of the raids against the Draconis Combine we could concentrate our resources on them.”

   â€œPerhaps take Galaxies Theta and Iota off the drawing board and into reality.”  Katrine Devalis suggested Rosse shot her a glance and she shrugged her shoulders “I see the reports from the Den I know you have stockpiled enough munitions to create at least one more Galaxy possibly two.  Our Clan has not seen the operations the others have recently you have only held off forming them because warriors come to my Occupation Zone instead of remaining in the Den.”  She said Rosse nodded the attacks on the Draconis Combine were a drain on his Clan’s resources but it was also a release, a far more effective one than the small trials his main forces took against the Federated Suns.

   â€œYou do know that the other Clans could oppose this?”  Rosse pointed out “the Ravens are close enough that they could even cast you as Dezgra and declare a Trial of Absorbtion.”

   â€œThe great Khan Canin Rosse will not let that happen” Katrine Devalis said “for all our differences those are still your people.  You will fght for them despite our desire to rule ourselves.”

   â€œWhat makes you so sure saKhan Devalis?”

   â€œYou are an honourable man” she said smiling “and you believe in the Clans the concept of all of the Clans.  You believe in Kerensky’s teachings that all of the Clans together make our society work not just a single powerful Clan.”

   â€œTogether we could make a powerful Clan.”

   â€œNo, Canin, our ways are too different.  I wish to see the Inner Sphere burn but you are content to live alongside them.  The three galaxies that follow me agree it is why you sent me the warriors that you have and it is why you will release any other warrior who wishes to join us because we desire something different than you do.”

   â€œThe Combine…”

   â€œWill die a slow lingering death and I will watch it every step of the way from the head of my Clan.”  Katrine Devalis said smiling “I have foreseen it the Dragon will die.”  She said looking at the Oathmaster with such conviction that Klick Lenardon could not discount that she had experienced a vision.  “We shall call for a Grand Council meeting and our futures will be decided.”

   â€œIt could take some time” Lenardon noted “for this we must summon all of the Khans they cannot simply attend by HPG they must see the passion and desire in you, both of you, for this to work.”

   â€œI do not agree with this course of action Katrine Devalis but what the Oathmaster says is true there is a divide within our Clan and I will not allow it to continue.  Oathmaster make the calls for a Grand Council Meeting.” Khan Canin Rosse said turning leaving the room.

Border Conflict
Draconis Combine/Federated Suns
15th January 3111


   Identifying a weak point in Federated Suns lines the Draconis Combine pushes into the worlds of Thestria, Misery, Elidere IV and Barlowe’s End destroying the Second Albion Military Cadre Regiment the Cameron’s Legion Regiment and the Dragon’s Breath mercenary units.  The Combine force had come looking for the Third Ceti Hussars RCT and their attached WarShip but both commands are missing.  Another attack against Umjiri is pushed back by elements of the Lexington Combat Group and the Second New Hessen Irregulars as the mercenary commands are trusted by the AFFS to hold this territory which is pointed at Benjamin, the capital of the Combine district of the same name.

   A week after these attacks the Federated Suns launches an assault against McComb and Lima as the location of the Third Ceti Hussars RCT is revealed.  While two Combat Commands of the Ceti Hussars assaults McComb the RCT’s third Combat Command combines with the Twenty-first Illician Rangers Regiment assaults Lima quickly both systems fall to the Federated Suns.

   Across the Inner Sphere the Lyran Commonwealth, SLDF and Mercenary forces combine to retake the Alma Alta and Cameron systems with Commanding-General Victor Focht building on the momentum with Victor Steiner-Davion’s conflict on Odessa began.  In both cases the Jade Falcons accept to fight honour bound Trials of Possession for the two systems and lose Alma Alta to Lyran Commonwealth forces while Commanding-General Focht leads the assault on Cameron personally with the SLS Cavalier, an Otey-class Battleship supporting the ground forces but not actually involved in the battle.

Quantraine
New Samarkand Military District
Draconis Combine
22nd January 3111


“The fortifications you’ve constructed here appear formidable, I suspect that Castles Brian would look upon these with envy.”  Akira Kurita spoke looking upon the walls and gun emplacements the Tenth Sword of Light had built upon and into the soil of Quantraine.

“They never would have been possible without the funding and supplies you sent us, my lord, but we still would have been hard pressed against the Ravens had they attacked on their schedule.  But we still would have held them off.”  Tai-sho Kaoru Kito assured the Coordinator.  As his pocket comms chimed.  “Excuse me, my lord... How many?... Have they transmitted anything yet?”  The Tai-sho turned for a moment, his jaw setting as he continued to speak, before turning back to the impatient Coordinator.  “Sir, come with me, multiple Raven WarShips have entered the system, our orbital defenses will not be able to hold them.”

“Get me a comm line to orbit,” with the Tai-sho taken aback, Akira spoke again, “Now!”

It took a few minutes but the Coordinator was eventually brought before a comms unit and transmitted to orbit.  “This is Coordinator Akira Kurita, I demand to know the reason for the Raven incursion into this system.”

“Coordinator Kurita, I am Galaxy Commander Ilse Guo commander of the Swift Wing Galaxy of the Snow Ravens, I am honoured to speak with you.  The incursions of the Combine over the Kesai thumb are intolerable, and the Raven Alliance has determined that the Combine is no longer capable of keeping control of Quantraine in addition to their forays into the Federated Suns.  Quantraine will henceforth be a Raven holding.  With what forces will you defend.”

“You Ravens have already attempted the trial for this system and FAILED!  You no longer have rights to this system, it is MINE!  Remove yourselves or suffer the wrath of the Dragon.”

Isle Guo glared daggers at Akira, but spoke with a calm assurance, “You yourself have signed off on incursions into Raven territory beyond the intentions of the agreement, the Alliance will not allow this to go unanswered.  We are taking this system, either through honourable trial or through the use of our WarShips, the decision is yours.”

Angrily Akira Kurita spoke, “I, myself, will control the defences of the planet, with the Tenth Sword of Light as my blade.  You will rue the day you crossed swords with the Dragon over this world.” He cut off the transmission and turned to the commander of the Tenth, “prepare the defences, I want units here, here, and here.”  He points to the nearby map of the defences, spreading out the Tenth in very aggressive positions, but also least able to take advantage of the emplaced defences.

“Sir, it is your right to command, but might I suggest someone with a more intimate knowledge of the planet?”
“The Ravens have overstepped this time, I will put them in their place and they will know the Dragon does not deign to suffer them.”

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The crux of the defences of Quantraine were built around a series of DropShips, intended to serve as either as last stand bunkers or to evacuate the last vestiges of the defenders.  Akira took his place in the Overlord modified for command over the planet’s defences as three clusters of the Ravens Alpha Galaxy landed on the plateau a short way outside the perimeter of the fortification’s defences.

The Raven forces quickly split into four groups, each of the First Phalanx and the First Battle Cluster splitting into two prongs of the attack and the entire First ProtoMech being held in reserve.  Three of these ran into opposition immediately, with the result being a virtual stalemate between the Tenth and the Ravens, though the Ravens are burning through their supplies at a very quick pace.  The fourth managed to push deep into the fortifications, picking apart the defences from range before they can make much effect on the clan forces, and showing the weakness of the undermanned defences. 
Akira noting the overextension of the Ravens in the fourth prong and ignoring reports suggesting the unclanlike behaviour of holding back reserves collapses one of the other battalions to surround the Raven incursion, against the advice of Tai-Sho Kito.  The weakness along the lines was exactly what the Ravens were waiting for and the entirety of the First ProtoMech Cluster is thrown against the lines, breaking through the meagre remains and splitting into two groups.  One rolls up the flank of Combine forces, while the other moves onto the command DropShip itself.

Recognizing the threat to the DropShip Akira sent out a transmission in the open for all to hear: “Commander Kito, the failure of your defences, your failure against the Ravens, and your failure in my own defence marks three failures.  The Combine does not need such a poor weapon as yourselves, you are hereby cast out of the Combine Military and declared criminal within the realm.”  Akira commands his DropShip thrust into orbit joining with the remaining DCMS aerospace forces and forcing their way past picket Raven defences, fortunately the Clan’s WarShips had remained at the jump points following the Combine’s agreement to fight an honourable conflict, with the Ravens unable to interdict the Combine leader Akira Kurita is able to escape via a pirate point on a waiting JumpShip.

Upon hearing the declaration, Tai-Sho Kito offered his surrender immediately to the Ravens, who quickly take the survivors as bondsmen, seeing the potential in reinvigorating the ranks of the Ravens with seasoned veterans.  Three days later, Kaoru throws those plans into disarray as he declares a trial for the freedom of him, his troops and their equipment.  While respecting the attempt but already classing the unit as a captured warriors Galaxy Commander Guo pits him against three opponents at once heavily stacking the odds against the man intent on seeing his death but maintaining control over the rest of the survivors.  Showing skills beyond those of the First Battle Cluster warriors pitted against him Kito manages to defeat the opponents Guo agrees to release the remains of the Tenth Sword of Light from its bonds but reminds the commander that his nation has already cut him loose.

The fate of Quantraine lies in doubt as the Combine refuses to relinquish claim to the world, this results in a near constant state of conflict for the world, as it changes hands frequently rarely being controlled by one of the nations for more than a month at a time.  The area around which the Combine built up the fortifications is reduced to a wasteland as most of the battles take place in and around the area.

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At the same time as the battle of Quantraine begins, the First Avellar Cluster and the Corvus Keshik make landfall on Nexus Ri.  While Khan Sukhanov is not present, the use of both the Keshik and a mostly native composed Alliance cluster makes a statement on its own.  Directly targeting the Second Genyosha, they declare a trial over the most recently constructed hull of the Combine’s Yamato-class battleship.  The trial is hard fought but the combination of the intensity of the Avellar Guards and the precision of the Corvus Keshik forces the Genyosha to concede.  The results are immediately transmitted to New Samarkand.

A few days later a small fleet including a Potemkin and a number of JumpShips with associated DropShips arrive in New Samarkand to take the Raven’s prize.  With Akira Kurita currently away from communications, the naval commander of the system attempts to deny the Raven’s claims, but Hohiro Kurita tells him to stand down, that the Combine will deal honourably with the Ravens.  They turn the barely airtight and completely unarmed DCS Drogon over to the Snow Ravens without further conflict with their prize secured the Snow Ravens leave New Samarkand without further conflict.

Raven Alliance Clan Council Hall
Dante
Raven Alliance
26th January, 3111


 â€œBloodnamed of the Raven Alliance,” Khan Vir Sukhanov began the clan council, “Today I announce the successful end of Operation Portent.”  Cheers of support occur around the council hall, but with subdued enthusiasm, losses had been greater than expected and the Combine had taken advantage of the trial system setup on Nexus Ri.  “With the capture of a Yamato-class hull and the Susanoo in Quatre Belle, we make good our naval losses during this conflict.  We are also taking the next step in integrating the Alliance into our forces, reallocating garrison forces to our front lines.  Look to your data pads for details, but a total of seven garrison clusters are entering front line status.”

 â€œIn addition, we are working with the United Outworlders Corporation to fully upgrade their facilities to clan specifications.  While this may take most of next year, the projected output will massively increase our aerospace and BattleMech production.  And Clan medical technologies will begin spreading into the Alliance medical facilities at a faster rate.  Other industries will follow.  And the Raven will fly.”  The crows of support were stronger this time though a core of more traditional bloodhouses remain silent; in their eyes they were seeing the disappearance of their Clan and the rise of the Raven Alliance much as the Ghost Bears were now indistinguishable from the Rasalhague Dominion.

Hohiro’s Private Rooms, Imperial Palace,
Imperial City, New Samarkand
Military District of Midway, Draconis Combine
30th January, 3111


 â€œYOU DID WHAT!”  Akira blasted through the doors into Hohiro’s private suite of rooms in the Imperial Palace.
Looking up, Hohiro looked non-plussed, “I did what was necessary for the safety of the realm, we -”

“By giving the Ravens a battleship, yeah, that’ll make us safer.”

Hohiro stood up, “We cannot fight a war against the Federated Suns while risking the Ravens stabbing us in the side, cousin.  We have enough enemies right now.”  He said he had spent the day reading reports from the Federated Suns front the other Succession state was givng as good as it got.

 â€œNo thanks to you, but I have put the Suns on their back foot, I am retaking worlds, and I will keep the Ravens at bay.  I am the DRAGON!”

Hohiro stepped forward and slapped Akira across the face, hard, then spoke in a quiet voice, “Did you learn nothing from father?  You were given all the tools needed to succeed, but you squander them.  You ignore the issues of your subjects, and decline to send support when they request it.  You took command of the Tenth Sword and denied them when your mistakes failed them.  You are showing that you care nothing for the troops, and they are beginning to waver.  The realm is holding by a thread, and you are a rusty blade sawing against it.  Get your head in order before you tear the realm apart, or it tears you apart, like your birth father.”

“HOW DARE YOU!”  Akira screamed looking at his cousin “WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!  I AM THE DRAGON I DECIDE WHAT HAPPENS WITHIN THIS REALM!”  He continued to scream in his cousin’s face “Who are you to lay your hands on me?”

“I am the man who will save this realm”

“You are the man who will live your life in chains” Akira seethed his voice now low “GUARDS!”  He screamed immediately two troopers of the Genyosha stepped into the room “arrest Gunji-no-Kanrei Hirohito Kurita he is a traitor to the realm.”  He said looking at the two guards then back at Hirohito “you should have remembered who I am cousin.”  He said his eyes wild but his anger growing as the two guards did not move.  “Are you also traitors?  Arrest this man!”  He demanded but neither moved instead they remained ready their attention on Hirohito.

“The Coordinator has taken unwell, he needs to rest, please escort him to his quarters and keep him there.  Ensure his wife makes her way there alive and well.”  He commanded immediately the warriors moved before the surprised Coordinator could react they grabbed his arms and began to drag him out of the room.

“YOU CANNOT DO THIS HIROHITO, I AM THE DRAGON!”

“I must, the Dragon must survive” Hirohito replied as his cousin and liege lord was dragged away.  Quickly and silently supporters of Akira inside the Imperial City were eliminated by those loyal to the new Warlord of the Draconis Combine.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #910 on: November 13, 2017, 05:40:26 PM »

Sceptre (Sceptre-class Strike Cruiser)
Orkney, Taurian Concordat
9th February 3111


   The ‘Battle for Orkney’ had been a short one when the Sceptre had arrived in the system they had encountered the Pandora’s Wrath Mercenary Battalion who had refused Star Captain Gerry Harper’s call to surrender.  A salvo of fire from the Sceptre’s main weapons array had shattered the mercenary JumpShip and its attached DropShips consigning them to death in the cold vacuum.

   The Sceptre had moved over Orkney detaching the Konstantin and the captured Leopard, Harbin, to the planet’s surface commanded by Stefan Banacek.  Within hours the local militia had been completely destroyed and the planet’s leadership had agreed to turn over the supplies that the Sceptre demanded unfortunately they had little that could be used to attempt any repairs to the Sceptre herself.

   Gerry Harper was in his quarters when Stefan Banacek returned to the ship.  The MechWarrior entered the WarShip commander’s main room planting himself on a chair with a smug smile on his face.  “Why are you so happy?”  Gerry Harper asked

   â€œBecause I’ve made your day” Banacek replied producing a small digital pad which he placed on the table his casual use of contractions annoyed Harper but the man had his uses.

   â€œCare to elaborate?”  He asked picking up the pad glancing at it and then back towards Banacek.

   â€œOn that pad is data relating to the Taurian Concordat’s shipyard in the Sterope system” he replied “including entry codes to get past the sentries and access the warehouses.”

   â€œImpressive details” he said looking at the pad “unfortunately the Sceptre is quite hard to hide.”

   â€œWhich is why we use the Harbin to get past the sentries and infiltrate the facility.”  He suggested “your Elementals are well trained and could overwhelm any defence that the Taurians could throw up.  They take them out and blind their sensors allowing Sceptre to close and we take what we need.”

   â€œI am sure they will have naval defences too”

   â€œNot enough” Banacek said smirking again as Harper continued to think as a Raven warrior “unlike the Succession States and Clans the periphery nations do not have massive naval forces you can take out what you need to and use what Sceptre needs to conduct repairs.”

   â€œThey wouldn’t suspect it” Harper suggested as Banacek rose from his chair moving around behind Harper “and we could gain exactly what we need.”  He said as Banacek removed the pad from his hands and slipped down onto Harper’s lap.

   â€œExactly what we need” he said leaning in and kissing the Sceptre’s commander while the ship had its needs so did its crew.

Counter-offensive
Kaznejoy Prefecture, Military District of Midway
Draconis Combine
14th February 3111


   Only days after the announcement of two new Dragonlords commands to be raised on Haynesville and Broaddus the First through to the Fourth Regiments launch attacks on the worlds of Damevang and McGehee.  Supporting the four regiments was the FSS Sword and Sun, one of the Federated Suns gigantic Mercury-class Battleships, this support was immediately tested in the Damevang system when it encountered the Kyushu-class DCS Karpin and the Sixth Yokosuka SNLF Regiment.  Neither the Kyushu or its attached LAM regiment are any match for the Sword and Sun and the vessel is quickly destroyed while nearly a battalion of the Sixth Yokosuka are forced to surrender under the guns of the Mercury’s aerospace fighters.

   With their local naval support eliminated the First and Second Dragonlords land on Damevange assaulting the Twentieth Ghost Regiment while the Third and Fourth Dragonlords launch attacks on McGehee assaulting the Second Ghost Regiment.  At double combined-arms strength the Dragonlords prove too strong for the two Ghost Regiments overwhelming them on both worlds liberating Damevang and McGehee from DCMS forces.

Vision Quest
Tost, Tukayyid
Independent Clan Territory
20th February 3111


With a call for all of the Khans to attend a Grand Council meeting on Tukayyid Khan Canin Rosse of the Nova Cat Clan had chosen to spend his time wisely in a Vision Quest.  For the better part of a month he had travelled across the world of Tukayyid leaning more about its culture and the people who lived there but not finding the correct place to begin his quest.  To begin a warrior’s Vision Quest they needed to be right in body and mind which meant that the place mattered as much as the journey.

In the last fifty years Tukayyid had seen perhaps some of the largest changes in modern history of any world.  It had gone from an Inner Sphere stronghold during the Clan war, a place where one massive battle essentially ended the invasion, to a Clan stronghold and centre of the Clans’ Inner Sphere politics and some of the biggest Clan factories outside those that had been built in the Homeworlds.  The city of Tost had been a target of the Nova Cats during the Battle of Tukayyid unfortunately the ComGuards had out manoeuvred the Clan in that battle as they had most of the other Clans.  Now five decades later the city was nearly completely changed a growing metropolis with more than five million inhabitants all Clan.

Walking around the city Canin Rosse had felt at ease dressed in the duty uniform of a Nova Cat warrior there was little to no chance of him being threatened by any of the lower castes and any warrior would recognize his insignia and who he was, a Khan, and think better of causing an issue.  He had been taking in the city of Tost for the whole day and was yet to find anything that would mark a place to begin a vision quest.  He had been certain that with this cities history with his Clan that it would be the place to begin.

Turning down a darkened alley Rosse continued without thinking of what could threaten him.  About halfway down the alley he noticed that the lights were either faulty or had been switched off intentional and he heard an angry snarl from behind him.  Turning quickly Rosse was stunned to see a nova cat standing on all four paws its main at attention as if it were ready for a fight.  “Easy there” he said to the animal backing off slightly suddenly there was another snarl behind him twisting he saw another nova cat before he could react the two animals leapt at each other beginning a ferocious duel Rosse could not believe what he was seeing these two animals belonged far from the city and yet here they were fighting over nothing.  The nova cat was a territorial animal but they did not make their homes in the city instead they preferred wide open spaces where they could hunt down their prey Canin knew there were animals on Tukayyid, he’d seen to their introduction personally, but he also knew that this was not where they should be.

Moving backwards away from them he heard yet another snarl this time however he knew it could not be real as the face of a dragon seemed to grow from the stone wall.  Above there was a screech of a raven as it circled above while it was almost like the ground had turned to water and a sea fox ‘swam’ in circles below.  His attention was brought back to the two nova cats who continued to fight becoming weaker all the time as the other predators closed in on them.  “What am I supposed to do?”  He asked out aloud to no-one in particular “to allow Nova Cats to abandon my Clan does not make me a good leader.  To force them to live by something they do not believe will only lead to more trouble in the future.  I am stuck between dealing with this now or dooming my people’s future to one of uncertainty.”  He snapped angrily as the two nova cats appeared to take him on and stopped their fighting.  One stepped forwards and as it did it transformed into a winged cat like those that Katrine Devalis had described encountering in the Occupation Zone he couldn’t remember their given name but he remembered that Katrine had nicknamed them the Lynx.  Now together the Nova Cat and Lynx duelled the other predators that were massing around them knocking back to raven, sea fox and dragon.  Beyond these immediate threats other predators seemed to be waiting but standing side-by-side the two cats faced down each threat.  “So I should embrace this change?”  Canin said out aloud watching them fight “and approach them as a potential ally of the future.”  He wondered he knew that he and Katrine Devalis would never be friends however he also knew that her people would always be linked to his own and that even if they were allowed to create their own Clan that the other Clans would always be threatened by the links they and the Nova Cats held.  “Whatever happens we’ll always be the same people…” he whispered almost to himself dropping all sense of Clan standards as the visions disappeared and Canin saw a lower castemen standing looking at him strangely.

“Are you alright sir?”

“Aff, continue about your duties” he said taking one last look around the alley before heading back onto the main street.

Border conflict
Isle of Skye/Wolf Empire
22nd February 3111


   In an effort to reclaim lost territory and test its neighbour the Isle of Skye Provincial Command deploys the Eighteenth Isle of Skye Guards and the First Tamar Cavaliers to Gacrux and Milton.  With each of the regiments the Isle of Skye deploy two WarShips to provide security against Wolf naval assets.

   In the Gacrux system the WarShips the LCS Fleet Admiral Lyn Hood and LCS Dundee engage the Razor Teeth, the Dire Wolf-class Heavy Cruiser, which was defending the system.  While the direct fire Heavy Naval Particle Cannons of the Hood and the Naval Lasers of the Dundee are too much for the single Heavy Cruiser the vessel’s multiple capital and sub-capital missiles prove too much for the anti-missile systems on the two ships causing heavy damage to the Razor Teeth and they cripple the Dundee proving the vessels’ defences are not up to scratch for modern combat.

   On the ground the First Tamar Cavaliers Regiment encounter elements of the Fifth Wolf Regulars Cluster who do not have the numbers or the firepower to counter the Skye forces and quickly the world is liberated.  Unfortunately, the battle on Milton does not go as well the Isle of Skye forces encounter elite and veteran forces of the Mountain Wolf Guards and despite the Clan Mountain Wolf’s former loyalties to the Lyran they fall on the Eighteenth Isle of Skye Guards from multiple sides boxing them in and forcing them back to their DropShips.

With air superiority in Lyran hands of the three regiments involved in the attack on Milton two regiments of ground troops are able to escape the firepower laid on them from the two Wolf Clusters.  From orbit the commanders of the Lyran WarShips are unwilling to burn the surface of Milton instead they escort the remains of the Eighteenth clear of the system and back into Lyran territory.

Mail Run, Silverdale
Alshian, Alshian Province
Rasalhague Dominion
24th February 3111


   After more than half a year as a bondsman to the Rasalhague Dominion Morgan Ghost Bear had been trusted by Khan Michael Hawkins to run the mail through the city of Silverdale on the world of Alshian.  He had been given command of a Ceres-Bikes Flashbang ZZ10000 motorcycle for the mission Morgan had no idea how a motorcycle popular in the Capellan Confederation had made its way to Alshian but he was quite happy with the machine it wasn’t a BattleMech but it was nice and nimble and capable of over one hundred and sixty kilometres per hour on Silverdale’s unrestricted motorways.  Now in the heart of the city he was reduced in speed but it was still an enjoyable experience riding the bike through the traffic of Silverdale avoiding larger civilian and military vehicles he remembered how his father Archer Christifori had refused to allow him to purchase one when he was younger and how after all these years it was nice to live out a childhood fantasy.

   Stopping outside the main mail office of Silverdale City he got up off of the motorcycle and removed the box from the back of the vehicle and headed into the facility.  With his military grade jump suit and the white bondcord around his wrist he was able to skip to the front of the mailing queue handing over the package which went into a scanner without a word from the lowercasteman behind the desk he was handed a receipt slip and he headed outside back towards his bike.

   â€œImpressive machine Herr Christifori” a male voice asked from behind turning Morgan saw a young man dressed in what looked like gym clothing standing nearby.

   â€œWho are you?”  Morgan asked looking around to see if there were any Ghost Bear military personnel near by.

   â€œA friend who can get you off this planet” the man said handing over a small piece of paper on it was an address.  “If you turn up there within the hour we can have you off the planet and home within the year.”

   â€œI have accepted…” he began to say but the man was already running off.  Morgan crossed the paved area and deposited the paper into a litter bin “I am a Ghost Bear” he muttered to himself getting back on the bike turning back towards Alpha Galaxy’s Command base.

Facility inseption
Saxo City, Baxter Island
New Canton, Star League Protectorate
26th February 3111


   While he had been elected the new First Lord at the most recent Whitting Conference Bannister Cameron was still the leader of the Star League Protectorate and inspecting new facilities was part of the job.  Standing at the front of the auditorium he looked out over the class of new cadets who would train and study at the facilities on Baxter Island.  Though a civilian facility Star League Intelligence would also benefit from the facilities taking the best and offering them positions in the various divisions of the Star League Intelligence Corps.  “These facilities will add to those already here on New Canton adding to the future education this world and many others within the Star League Protectorate.”   He began gaining much applause “it is important that we add to the future of our Protectorate and to all nations of the Star League…”  He said suddenly outside the building an unmarked van exploded as it was primarily a civilian building there was only light commercial grade reinforcements supporting the face of the building which crumpled as it was struck by the explosion causing the entire face of the building to collapse with the floors above compressing on top of the floor below.

   Despite a five-day search of the building using civilian and military assets First Lord Bannister Cameron was found buried under the rubble his ribcage crushed and with multiple organs damaged he was pronounced dead at the scene the news of his death passed quickly through the Protectorate with the Protectorate’s Council taking interim control until a new leader could be elected.  Although there is no evidence supporting the claim a Capellan Confederation sponsored group claims responsibility for the bombing.  They claim to have targeted the facility and the imperialistic expansion of the Star League Defence Force but that the death of Bannister Cameron was an added bonus for their cause.  One of the Protectorate Council’s first actions was to command that the Star League Intelligence Command and Special Armed Service Intelligence Branch work to eradicate these threats.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #911 on: November 22, 2017, 12:36:10 PM »

Into march my thanks for Marauder for taking us into the Hell's Horses OZ and onto the Capellan Confederation border

Training exercise, 47th Combat Supernova (Freeborn)
Training Ranges, Graceland
Hell’s Horses OZ, Inner Sphere
1st March 3111


The bivouac was at a wartime setting, as was only fitting for an exercise but that didn’t mean there couldn’t be some of the comforts of home.  Whilst the tank crews dug slit trenches and set up for the night, the cooks were already setting up a tent to start preparing the first truly hot meal the tankers would have had for several days after living inside their tanks for the duration.  Now in a rear area they could finally drain their waste tanks, stretch their legs properly and get some real food into them that wasn’t quick heat rations.

Although it was dark the outlines of the Forty-seventh’s vehicles could still be seen, a mix bag of Mithras, Zorya and Ares tanks with a trio of Hachiman’s for fire support.  The Scout tanks were several kilometres away with their own support detachment and were already getting ready to bed down for the night. 

The men and women of the Forty-seventh CSN were all tired and hungry, with many coming fresh from their training after Trials of Position to be selected for the Touman it was still a wake-up call.  The Supernova’s Commander, a Trueborn that had accepted command of the unit rather than face being put into another Caste before the exercise had promised they would all hate him by the end of it and he wasn’t wrong.  He believed very firmly in the theory that mud, blood and tears in training made for better Warriors in combat, and he wanted to see what the keen if very green Freeborns were capable of. 

And so had followed three days of Status 1 Conditional training.  Three days without rest, with constant attacks and movements, river crossings, navigation exercises as well as infantry tactics for dismounted crews.  Here the Forty-seventh’s attached Freeborn Elemental had been more than willing to be the OpFor against the tank crews and the Medics had to set more than a few dislocated shoulders or help with concussions. 

But through it all, the Forty-seventh was pulling together.  The crew came from across Horse territory, some were periphery folks, others from former Lyran worlds and after winning their Trials of position and having undergone further tests and medical exams were then put into the meat grinder of a six-month long training program that was designed to weed out the weak.  If half a class passed, it was a surprise.  The recruits would then be sent out to Garrison worlds along the core ward frontier or interior worlds to help lessen the load on Second line forces. 

Whilst they were very much tertiary forces given older equipment that was rotated out of other units, there was still pride with what they did.

“Star Commander Steven, message for you from HQ. ‘All elements are to stand down from exercise. Maintenance protocols are to be enacted upon return to barracks.  Inform your forces that you have all performed adequately and should be commended.”

“How nice of him to say so...the order didn’t say when we had to move out?”

“No... err Neg Sir.”

“We’re not enforcing battle-comms now, and very good, dawn is in six hours, we’ll eat up, and get some rest. I don’t want to have us driving through town with the drivers falling asleep at the wheel.”

“Roger that Sir.”

Before the Star Captain could even salute there was a rather audible curse from the messing tent and heated voices.  Inside one tired looking tanker was looking down at his mess tin, and glaring daggers at the cook. “Alright, what is going on here?”  He demanded looking between them.

“Nothing Sir.” The cook said quickly, a bit too quickly

“So you are just yelling at one another for no reason?”

“I may have made a mistake...”

“May!?” The tanker interjected.  “You bloody well did!”

Star Captain Steven suppressed a sigh.  “Okay Warrior Jones, what is it?”

“That… person… put my desert into my meal tin.”

The Star Captain glanced down, the mess tin was full of a thick, sloppy mess, a fine mixture of beef and vegetable stew, as well as a healthy serving of rhubarb crumble.  The desert mess tin was empty.  An easy mistake to make in the dark.

“Oh… well enjoy your sweetmeat whilst we get you some more real food.  And we are all tired, but we are going back to base and the Star Captain has authorized 48 hours rest and relaxation for all crews and personnel.  And after all Warrior, it all comes out the same way…”

Pleased that one Trial of Grievance had been diffused, Star Commander Steven grabbed his own mess tins, fortunately not full of the main meal and desert and retreated to the warmth of the Indra that was the unit’s Communications vehicle.

These training exercises were of even more importance as it emerged that Clan Jade Falcon had declared a harvest trial against the Hell’s Horses with the Jade Falcons adding conditions to the battles demanding that should they be victorious then the Horses will turn over four clusters of like minded crusader warriors to them.  Fighting on the planets of New Extford and Bountiful Harvest despite stiff odds put up by the Horses the skill of the battle-hardened Falcons nets them both worlds and the warriors that they desire.  In order to meet the agreement, they made with the Falcons without destroying any of their units the Horses fight trials of position across their Touman with the losers being transferred into the Falcon Touman.  Several of the younger trueborns demand a chance to join the aggressive clan.

Twilight Princess (Fesnyng-class DropShip)
Galatea Station, Galatea
Isle of Skye, Lyran Commonwealth
5th March 3111


   Colonel Burt Korbin stood on the bridge of his brand-new Fesnyng-class DropShip, the Twilight Princess, alongside his son Hermann as it approached the Galatea Station the primary mercenary hiring hub in the Inner Sphere.  The Bradford family had moved heaven and earth and had the DropShip delivered to them on the way to Galatea with the Bradford family picking up the delivery bill.  It had been sad to see the Hammerfall removed from the Kommando's ranks but time moved on and so did the unit.  The Twilight Princess was the only known Fesnyng in private hands and it had come courtesy of the Bradford Family putting in a good word for the Kommandos with the Lyran Military Quartermasters now they approached Galatea Station on the last leg of their rearmament before taking their contract with the Lyran military.

   â€œWe could do without taking on the dregs from here.”  Hermann said, he wasn’t convinced they needed recruits from the station instead he’d be happy to see the unit regain its strength naturally by recruiting from the worlds they were garrisoned on.  They had the spare Mechs after Erdvynn they just needed some warriors and natural talent may be better than dispossessed.

   â€œWe need aerospace fighter pilots and planes” Burt pointed out the Fesnyng had six aerospace fighter cubicles all of which were empty at present.  “We can’t afford to buy them nor do I expect to recruit them while on station.”

   â€œKnightwatch and Pit Bull still have their aerospace fighters” Hermann pointed out mentioning their other two DropShips.  Suddenly up ahead of the DropShip there was several explosions on the hull of the Galatea Station.

   â€œExplosion in quadrant 14 on the station, two hull breaches, we have Mechs on the hull!  Station CIC is warning all incoming traffic off,”  The sensor operator said in the compact bridge.

   â€œCommunications send a message to the WarShip Subtlety and to the Station’s CIC inform them that we had nothing to do with the attack but that we are on station and ready to assist.”  Burt Korbin commanded springing into action “Hermann, rally the troops anything with jump jets and all of the aerospace fighters get them in the air.”  He commanded his son as the bridge crew of the Twilight Princess moved into action from behind the ship the unit’s Assault Triumph and Union deployed their eight aerospace fighters awaiting the command to get involved.

   â€œSir, the Station’s CIC reports that their internal defences are driving the raiders towards the rear of the station if we can cut them off they want to capture as many alive as possible.”  The communication’s officer reported.

   â€œPass to the landing team, Leutenant Harkin, move us over the station and prepare to deploy BattleMechs.”

   â€œAffirmative sir” the young man replied as the Fesnyng began to respond moving over the massive station from the underside of the DropShip two Warhammers, a Pillager, the unit’s Summoner and Stealth OmniMechs jumped onto the station’s hull.  As they did an Aurora-class DropShip blasted it’s way clear of its dock and began making its way to open space.

   â€œContact Bravo Two inform him to stop their BattleMechs we will go after the DropShip have all aerospace fighters follow us.”  Burt Korbin commanded he was sure his son would be fine without him watching over him and with Pit Bull closing in they were about to be reinforced by additional BattleMechs leaving the pirates with little choice buy to surrender.

   Meanwhile in a space chase it was quickly turning into a one-sided affair as the Fesnyng out paced the Aurora and now had its heavy gauss rifles and long-range missiles locked onto the other ship.  “Command their surrender” Korbin commanded leaning into the chair on the bridge while he was not a spacer it was his unit and taking temporary command of the DropShip felt quite nice.  In response to his commands gauss rifle and laser fire scored hits on the Fesnyng leading to Korbin shaking his head he had no idea what they had planned to accomplish here today but this particular raid had been a bust.  “Weapons disable them if you can otherwise destroy them.”  He said the forward weapons array of the Twilight Princess cut into the rear armour of the Aurora ripping open the hull of the vessel.  “Repeat our command for them to surrender” Korbin commanded watching the results of his weapons on the Aurora the Fesnyng’s sensors showing that the vessel’s engineering deck was entirely exposed to the vacuum.

   â€œSignal from Aurora they have given their surrender.”

   â€œMove us into position and deploy marines” Korbin said as the Twilight Princess turned the DropShip’s advanced weapons locked on the vessel as Battle Armoured marines jumped from the craft landing on the hull of the DropShip.  Quickly the Kommando’s marines forced their way into the Aurora securing the vessel’s surrender.

   The Aurora’s crew and the surviving MechWarrior were handed over to Lyran Intelligence with the Kommando’s display on the hull of Galatea Station and their performance in capturing the Aurora won many applications which would keep Korbin’s busy for weeks dealing with recruitment.  As a thank you for their efforts in assisting the station the commanders the captured Osprey and enough salvage and parts to rebuild a Phoenix Hawk.  During their time on Galatea Station the Kommandos are able to hire five MechWarriors three to pilot the salvaged Erdvynn BattleMechs and two pilots with their own BattleMechs a Cadaver and a Hunchback 7X reinforcing their numbers significantly.

Border Raid
Indicass, St Ives PDZ
Capellan March, Federated Suns
14th March 3111


“All units, advance!”

On that barked order over the radio the barrage started.  Concealed Mechs with LRMs began volleying salvo after salvo from their launchers whilst stealth armour equipped snipers waited for targets to pop up or be designated by the scouts. 

Elements of the Twenty-second Liao Lancers, the Hustaing Lancers, and the First Battalion of House Dai Da Chi had landed on the Suns world of Indicass and had caught the Second St Ives Janissaries RCT flat footed as their DropShips landed.  The Suns unit still contested the air battle, with neither sides Aerospace assets being able to contribute much to the battle on the ground. 

Falling back to defences round the Spaceport General Nai Poidatz had ordered his forces to dig in whilst the Capellans probed for an avenue of attack.  The Spaceport was the objective of the raid, full of fuel and ammunition from the worlds refineries and factories, seizing or destroying them would affect the logistics of units across some half a dozen worlds. 
San-be-bing Yung watched the frontal assault with a cold eye on his Dola’s HUD.  He could see the green icons signifying the Warriors of his House waiting whilst the Lances of the Hustaing Lancers threw themselves at the Davion defenders. All they needed was a gap and then they would plunge into It, levering open the Davion line and shatter their formation.
Yung’s Lance however was hunting other prizes.  His Dola equipped unit had managed to sneak in from the south, landed by their Dropship a few days earlier and seemingly forgotten during the fire and fury of the battles to the east near the Starport.  Each Dola’s powerful Angel ECM had thus far shielded them from detection whilst also letting them pick up the signals they were hunting.  Blurts of communication static, all heavily encrypted, but all pointing towards the location of their prey. 

Each Dola had been painted in the camo scheme of the Second St Ives Janissaries, not that it would fool a Mechwarrior but so far it had worked in fooling civilians moving away from the battle area, no one had thought to report a unit of four Mech’s that had come out of the highlands and were now sprinting through the city. 

“Sunrise, this is Blackout… shopping list is complete, sending you the bill now.”

“Sunrise acknowledged.  Change ready on your signal.”

It was the first major radio contact between the infiltration lance and their HQ since they’d landed.  With the Angel’s jamming in place it would have been hard for anyone who was listening in to get a fix on the signal.

But someone was listening in, and they had detected an unknown transmission from nearby and the Suns HQ Security detachment went to full alert.  The CO running to his Mech from the small office block that was serving as the HQ for the Second Janissaries as they coordinated the battle. 

Miles away a pair of artillery missile carrying Pillagers halted their advance as they received a target and firing order.  Both assault Mech’s quickly thumped out a quartet of missiles before resuming their advance as the Dai Da Chi custom built Ti Ts’ang’s thundered past at full speed.

Yung grinned as his target came into sight, the Davion HQ building was lightly guarded, just a few squads of infantry and some emplaced weapons. And of course, their quarry’s ride, a black and blue Atlas AS8-D but Yung cursed as he saw the big machine step forwards and swing round to target his lance, its RAC already spinning up. 

And then the world turned into one of smoke and fire as eight Arrow missiles slammed down around the HQ compound.  Some were standard HE rounds with impact fused warheads, others showered huge gouts of burning white phosphorous and anti-personnel bomblets turning the block into a sea of explosions, smoke and fire.  Yung’s Dola rocked as if in a storm, the worryingly loud sound of fragments and debris clanging off his Mech’s body very loud in the cramped cockpit despite the firestorm consuming the world around him.  But, as suddenly as it started, the storm of explosions came to a stop.  The building was gone, all that was left was dust choked rubble and smoke, the HQ was a ruin, little shapes of dead troops were barely visible in the dust and smoke, but the Atlas still stood. Its right arm was a mangled ruin and it was scarred and smoking from the hail of cluster munitions but it still stood.  Then it fired and Yung’s good friend and fellow warrior Tseng was smashed onto his back by the brutes snub-nosed PPC and lasers. 

The three standing Dola’s surged forwards towards the smoking Atlas and it stormed forwards to greet them.

With the literal decapitation of their HQ the Second Janissaries was forced to fall back.  The Capellan attackers turned the withdrawal into a rout but halted once they had secured the resources they had come to claim.  As the Davion forces regrouped and called for support the Capellan DropShips moved position, picking up their troops, the salvage and loot as well as any prisoners who would be handed over to Maskrovia upon return to Capellan Space.  But in an act of spite, the Capellans also destroyed the starport facilities, leaving demolition charges and booby traps amongst the wreckage of the starport that would claim the lives of dozens of Davion troops and civilians during the clean-up.

The raid on Indicass was just one of three carried out, all were short, sharp and violent, with the Capellan’s choosing to hit logistics hubs, supply depots and communication facilities.  On Ambergrist the Durro dam was destroyed and crippled the power across a quarter of the planet and the town of Winchester downstream was utterly destroyed.  The Garrison defending Uraven managed to stop the Capellan forces from destroying their mines but could not stop them torching petroleum facilities and starting a raging forest fire that took two weeks to get fully under control. The fire devastated the planets huge crop fields which badly affected the harvest and would cause shortages on worlds that were less bountiful and more dependent on imports.

Operation KIDNEY SHOT was viewed as a success and further quick strikes were already being planned.

Storm Fall, Aurora-class DropShip
Von Stang’s World, Periphery
25th March 3111


   The Aurora-class DropShip was one of the most adaptable ever launched in the Inner Sphere some even went so far as to call the ship an Omni-Dropship the Storm Fall was indictive of this and instead of the BattleMech pods the ship normally carried the vessel was full of electronics and equipment for intelligence gathering.  Disguised as a trade ship the Storm Fall had been sent to Von Strang’s World which was located in the periphery between the Clan occupation zones and Chainlane Isles with the intent on setting up an Intelligence post to watch the Clans from this now unclaimed space.

   Agent Rob Bowman walked through on of the DropShip’s corridors when an alarm sounded throughout the ship.  Breaking into a run he headed for the command bridge he saw the ship’s commanding officer Captain Amardad El Sorbat who stood looking at the monitors Rob followed her eyes to the monitors and saw what she had seen the DropShip was entirely surrounded by BattleMechs, Armour and Infantry “oh hell”

   â€œAn understatement Agent Bowman” the dark-skinned captain said her voice was deep but quite soothing.

   â€œI assume our point defence guns will not stop them?”  She shook her head the Storm Fall had a superior number of concealed weapons than a standard Aurora but still they were currently at a standstill and with the firepower arrayed against them would cripple the ship.  “Signal our surrender, Captain, we are going to need to talk our way out of this one.”

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   Several hours later after a less than civil interrogation, but a less violent one than he had expected, Bowman was escorted through the corridors of one of the main military buildings on Von Strang’s World and into one of the main meeting halls.  Looking around at the spartanly decorated room Bowman’s eyes were drawn to the “throne” which had been restored to its pirate-era splendored since the withdrawal of Clan forces.  When he noticed that the guards had withdrawn he began to make his way around the room before one of the side doors opened and in entered a man wearing a dark grey business suit, a navy open collared shirt and short brown hair.  “Good Afternoon Agent Bowman” he said extending his hand to shake Rob’s “I am Khan Richard Anderson”

   â€œKhan?”  He said carefully he’d seen that the people of Von Strang’s World held onto many of the clan trappings that were previously instilled when the world was occupied but he had no idea that they had also kept hold of the ranking.

   â€œAff, I am leader of this world” he said seeing Bowman’s eyes flit over the throne “it was restored as it is part of our history but I am no pirate Agent Bowman.”  He explained “the Clans may have left this world but they have left it improved from when they invaded.”

   â€œUnderstood”

   â€œAs a result, your crew and your intelligence team will be released from captivity at the earliest convenience.”  Anderson said bringing a stunned reaction from Bowman.  “We will be keeping your DropShip and its equipment as a ransom for your release” he said continuing.  “We will book you on a commercial JumpShip which will take you back to the Commonwealth it should be around in about a month’s time.”  Anderson said continuing “until then you and your crew are free to mingle with the population of this world and see what we are building here.  I will warn you now do not cause problems for us or you will be dealt with harshly.  You are free to go.”  He said turning away from Bowman before stopping and turning back towards Bowman “one last thing Agent Bowman can you pass to your leaders that this world and its system are off limits to your kind.  You are not welcome here Vong Strang’s World belongs to Clan Strang and we will resist occupation by any other.”  He said before dismissing Bowman once more this time he didn’t stop Rob Bowman leave the room or the facility.  Over the course of the next two months the Lyran crew and Intelligence operatives learned much about Von Strang’s World and they learned that Khan Anderson’s words were not a show but instead the world had adopted Clan culture completely.  At an arranged time as they were promised they were escorted to a waiting DropShip and sent off planet back towards the Lyran Commonwealth.

Trial of Position, Forbidden City
Strabo, Outpost 27
Stone Spirit Space, Periphery
31st March 3111


   In the centre of the Forbidden City clone on the Stone Spirit’s capital of Strabo standing over the body of his opponent the Stone Spirit Warrior glanced up and looked at the surrounding warriors.  He had been born a freeborn to two Elemental parents giving him the build of one of the genetically bred warriors even though he was a MechWarrior by profession.  He was well muscled and had short blonde hair in the Inner Sphere he’d be a poster starlet for military recruitment. “Eli Furey, I am Khan on the Stone Spirits” he declared looking a them demanding someone to challenge his victory over their previous leader.  “We have spent too long fighting with the Rim Collection and Lyran Commonwealth, we are getting nowhere against them without more resources.  We must turn our attention on the Barrens and use them to add to our numbers.  We will rebuild our Touman and take the fight to those that threaten us.”  He said looking down at the body of Tor McFadden the Stone Spirit’s former commander “those that came before me did not fail us, they were just fighting to turn us into something that we are not, we are Clan life goes on.”  He said walking away from the arena.
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #912 on: December 03, 2017, 10:33:58 PM »

Time for another big update with contributions from myself, James Tanaga (Lyran/Buena bit) and welcoming back Blackhorse 6 (Federated Suns)

Meeting Room, Complex A1
Wolf City, Gallery
Halfway Province, Lyran Commonwealth
7th May 3111


   Like many who had visited the underground city that served as the Mountain Wolf capital on Gallery Duke Robert Lunius was in awe of what he was seeing but also saw the oppetunity that the Archon had spoken of, the city was sparsely populated since the rest of the Clan abandoned the Lyran Commonwealth.  Lunius was not convinced that this course of action was the best one but the weapons coming out of the Gallery had convinced the Archon that the remaining Mountain Wolves could be trusted.  He was led into a meeting room and saw someone waited for him he was tall with short brown hair that was beginning to grey slightly he had a goatee that was also beginning to show signs of grey.

   â€œI am Duke Robert Linius of Halfway representing Archon Jessica Steiner.  You are not Star Colonel Daniela Wolf” Linius said realizing he’d pointed out the obvious after he had spoken.

   â€œNeg, I am not, I am Scientist General Riko Danvers and I lead the scientists of the Mountain Wolves.  Star Colonel Daniela Wolf is commanding our forces as they train on the southern continent she has authorized me to speak on behalf of the Mountain Wolves, please sit Duke Lunius.”

   â€œI had heard that you had formed a third cluster.”  Lunius admitted sitting opposite the Scientist General “which leads me to the reason I am here Archon Steiner is aware of the facilities that you have here and the excess accommodation that is available in this city and the other settlements the Mountain Wolves have.”

   â€œIt is no secret that we have a smaller Touman and population than before” he said “but we are still committed to supporting the Lyran Commonwealth in anyway we can.”

   â€œI am aware of your commitments Scientist General and the Archon appreciates your people’s work.  The weapon shipments and medical research alone has been very useful.”  He said “however we think that we could help make more out of what you have here on Gallery.  With the Clans continuously threatening our borders and the recent break of the Son Hou Theatre there has been a wave of refugees who wish to remain Lyran citizens but have been displaced.  The Archon and I believe that Gallery with its facilities already constructed could be one place that could take many?”

   â€œAffirmative Duke Lunius” Danvers replied after a moment’s hesitation “we could accommodate many given time to prepare the facilities, we have mothballed many that were not in use, if they are willing to work then we could possibly also bring further factories and research facilities online.”

   â€œThe Archon had the same thought” Lunius said seeing that the Scientist had quickly picked up on the Lyran thinking.  “We wish for your people to thrive within the Commonwealth if you are able to accommodate these citizens and provide them with a safe environment and work the Archon has authorized me to increase shipments of raw materials and supplies to your facilities.”

   â€œWe already barely use all of them that are already provided to us, Duke Lunius, perhaps you could hold onto what you were ready to provide for now and we will request them when we are ready.” Danvers said smiling he was sure that the Duke was happy to see him appreciate what the Lyrans were doing for the Wolves but the real reason for the smile was his own.

   â€œIf you are sure?  There are others within the Commonwealth in need of resources.”

   â€œThen they should get them” Danvers said knowing that it would be music to Lunius’ ears.  “The Mountain Wolves will make do with what we have until we are ready for more.”  He said “I know the Lyran state will provide when it is ready and able to.”  He said playing along with the man’s desires “we will be ready within the month to take in some of the refugees.”

   â€œI am very glad to hear this” Lunius said rising from his chair as Danvers did “I will contact the Archon as soon as I am able and make her aware of the Mountain Wolves continued commitment.”  He said reaching out and shaking Danvers hand.  Soon after the Duke left and not long after Scientist Elda Beckett entered the room.

   â€œYou heard?”  He asked she nodded she had been listening into their conversation from another room.  “We will need to move some of our research quickly I do not want Lyran refugees stumbling over our advances.”

   â€œYes, Scientist General it will not take long to move the supplies.”  She said remaining standing “with additional bodies available we could move to the second phase of testing of our drugs program.”

   â€œAgreed but only in small amounts we have already had a greater fail rate here than the test subjects in the Homeworlds ever displayed.”  Danvers warned their drugs program was advanced but some was still risky.

   â€œThese refugees have been forced from their worlds their immune systems are already weakened Scientist General should some die once they have reached their new habitat how can any blame be placed on our shoulders?”  Beckett pointed out her question clearly rhetorical.  “We can only do what we can.”

   â€œYes, I agree, but we still must be careful.  Lyran Intelligence has one hundred different things to keep an eye on at present we do not need to make item one hundred-and-one on their list.”

   â€œOf course not, Scientist General, we have already shown we can be trusted.  We will continue to be an important part of House Steiner’s development.”
   
Ciudad del Mar, Buena
Buena Archonette, Lyran Commonwealth
Inner Sphere
10th May, 3111


Archonette Kathy Parks smiled as the graduating class of the Buena College of War celebrated, many alongside family members. In her fifty-five years past military service and now current public service as Archonette of the Buena Archonette, she had witnessed the scene many a time, yet it never got old. She watched the future of the Lyran Commonwealth in pride as her old eyes as her special guest stood beside her.

“You can go visit your son and family, you know,” Kathy informed the younger woman.

“I doubt the Archon’s allowance allows me to get lost in the crowd,” was the disgruntled rejoinder. She nodded privately to herself. Colonel Kelly Varnay was seemingly here on Buena on leave to celebrate her son’s graduation from the Buena College of War.

It was a mockery, as far as Kathy was concerned. The newly-graduated Lieutenant Richard Varnay had been relocated here to Buena, in concert with the rest of his family. She felt for him. He was far from his friends at the Coventry Military Academy. Officially, the young man was here as a visiting student. Unofficially, it was a move by Jessica to get control over the public spectacle that had engulfed her refusal to use the First Fesnyng in the past few months. Kelly shook her head, yet understood her former friend. The Archon would not risk, or be publicly preserved to be risking, her uncle’s life in the hands of a Varnay while Victor Steiner-Davion remained in the Lyran Commonweath the First Fesnyng would remain as far from him as possible.  Colonel Varnay’s loyalty was not in question but the trouble the media could create by using her image and name was trouble that Jessica Steiner could not afford.

A moment passed as both woman watched the ongoing celebration. “What’s your analysis on the current border situation concerning the Archonette, Colonel?”

“If this is your attempt to distract me over my current situation, you’re failing, Archonette,” was Kelly Varnay’s gruff reply, causing the older woman to shake her head.

“I still would like to know your opinion on the matter, Colonel. I know that you are on leave but I need all my resources to keep the Archonette from imploding right now. If that means, I have to use you, I will,” was Kathy’s own reply.
The older woman smiled as she heard the other sigh. “The expected merging of Erdvynn Province into the Collection should keep the Rim Collection distracted for a long while. From the reports, I gather the Collection is rapidly building its naval forces and preparing for war against the Circinus Federation.”

Kathy nodded. “That is my own belief as well. Any suggestions on how to deal with that? The Rim Collection cannot lose that conflict over a longer period and should they take the Circinus Federation, it’ll weaken us politically.”
The Archonette noted the shadow of Kelly Varnay shrug. “Your forces don’t have the manpower to muscle in on the situation and the Estates Generals will not divert resources from the Clan borders to support you. You really want my suggestion?”

Kathy turned her head to glance at the younger officer. “What is it?”

“Make a coalition with the Rim Collection, the Southwest Covenant Worlds, and perhaps the Free Worlds League’s District of Lothario against the Circinus Federation,” Kelly Varnay succinctly replied. “We already lost the Circinus Federation. We should instead be working to minimize the loss by forcing the Rim Collection to border the Free Worlds League. At the same time, however, we need to make inroads with the Southwest Covenant Worlds and try to get them to re-join the Commonwealth or at least keep them from allying themselves with other foreign powers.”

“Interesting,” Kathy muttered allowed, weighing the pros and cons of Kelly Varnay’s suggestion in her head as her eyes caught sight of the colonel’s family approaching them, the Free Worlds League was a Star League ally the distrust from the Succession Wars was not something that should hold them back. “I would like an in-depth report on your suggestion after the weekend, Colonel,” she informed the younger woman, causing her to turn her head sharply to Kathy’s direction.

“With respect Archonette, I am on leave and not under your chain of command,” she grizzled out as her family arrived, causing Kathy to turn and face the younger officer for the first time in their conversation.

“Enjoy your weekend, Colonel. And if there is a report on my desk by Wednesday, you may find yourself promoted to be my new chief-of-staff. If not, you can stay with your rats,” she informed her before turning to face Kelly’s family. “Lieutenant, Cadet,” she greeted Richard and Elizabeth Varnay, while nodding at Kelly’s husband, Jonathan Prycehaufer. Moments later she left the small family as she began greeting other newly graduated cadets, knowing full well nearby cameras would catch her.

Medical Ward, New Bealton
Odessa, Donegal Province
Lyran Commonwealth
14th May 3111

   In a sterile room in the main medical facility on Odessa Victor Steiner-Davion, the former First Prince of the Federated Suns, lay comatose where he had laid since his battle with Khan Jana Pryde only a few kilometres from where he now was.  When he had been found Victor was close to bleeding out his chest penetrated by branches in two places and with several broken bones.  The medics had rushed him to a medical facility but with a lung, kidney and heart damage all they could do was link him to several medical machines to keep him alive in a medically induced coma.

   Beside his bed his wife Duchess Danai Centrella-Davion sat in the same chair she had for the last since his injuries waiting for him to come back to her.  During time here she’d been reminded almost daily about how much she loved him and needed him, how much he had changed her life.  Born a Canopian Princess she had become a respected warrior, fought the Clans found love and created her own life.

   As one of the medical technicians checked the medical equipment Danai shifted in her chair enough to bump the bed.  “Careful dear” a weak voice said a moment or two as Victor’s eyes flicked open.

   â€œVictor!” She said leaning in to kiss him “Victor!” She said again kissing him again.

   â€œEasy, I still hurt a lot” he said as she leaned back he glanced up at the medical tech “wonders of medical technology eh Doc?”

   â€œYou certainly are OvKhan” the man said nodding downwards slightly the man wore Lyran medical briefs but wore a Clan Wolf insignia.  It took him several moments to think about what he had said remembering the words meant ‘honoured superior’ and that there were still Wolves in the Lyran Commonwealth.

   â€œWhat happened?”  He asked as the tech raised the headboard of the chair so Victor could sit up which was agony for him but better than being unable to see her.  It felt strange for Victor to feel so tired but he guessed that was what happened when you were so badly hurt.

   â€œYou have been in a medically induced coma for the last four months since your fight with Jana Pryde.”  Danai said quietly “you had severe injuries following your ejection.”  She explained as he tried to move “stay still” she commanded “the only way for you to recover was for the doctors to put you into a coma.  Archon Steiner contacted the remaining Wolves on Gallery who agreed to attend and assist.”

   â€œAnd the rest is history?”

   â€œYou’ve had a few close calls OvKhan Steiner-Davion” the technician said “your new heart has caused the most problems” he explained “it took us some time to get it to to work with your body.”

   â€œWhat happened with the Falcons?”

   â€œVictor Focht joined his forces with the Lyrans and assisted in liberating Alma Alta and Cameron from the Jade Falcons.”  Danai said “unfortunately the Falcons have reinforced their position by capturing several clusters from the Hell’s Horses.”  She said glancing down “and you received a message from Bannister Cameron.”  She said handing a remote to him “there’s a Tri-vid player in the corner I’ve seen it, I’ll come back in when you are ready.”  She said rising from her chair she guided the technician out.  Victor reached for the play button and pressed it.

   The message began as a hologram of Bannister Cameron appeared in the corner of the room he looked much like he had when Victor had last seen him on Terra.  “This message is for Victor Ian Steiner-Davion if he has past then please destroy this message as it will be of no concern to you.”  He said a moment later the message flicked slightly and then Bannister continued “Victor, I hope that this message finds you well, if you are seeing this message then I am dead and I have yet to appoint a successor.”  He said if this was a joke it was the worst one that Victor had ever seen “I am recording this message on the 12th November 3110.”  He said pausing to smile “I know you are probably thinking that you have not long left Terra and that I mentioned none of this.”  He said “Victor, the reason that I did not mention this is because it was your choice to go against your instincts and take the mission against the Falcons.”  He said glancing away from the tri-vid camera.

   â€œYou have told me many times over the last couple of years that your old habits were going to get you killed I think that it is your old habits that are keeping you alive.”  He said “and I need you to keep something else alive, the Star League Protectorate and the Star League Defence Force.” He said “the Protectorate needs strong leadership and I want that leadership to be yours.”  He said Victor paused the message and glanced at Bannister and then the door before playing the message “I know your argument you’ve retired, you wish to enjoy life, but I also know you also still feel a sense of duty I saw that when you served as First Lord and feel you still have much to give.”

   â€œI have sent to the Star League Protectorate’s Council that you are my nomination to replace me as leader of Liberty and of the Star League Protectorate.”  He said stunning Victor “my friend do me this one last favour serve as the Protectorate’s first Exarch and make the Protectorate and the Star League endure until the next generation can enjoy its successes.”  He said

The message then ended and Victor was treated with a news report that showed that Bannister Cameron had been assassinated on New Canton on the 26th February 3111.  A week later Victor had been nominated and confirmed as Bannister’s replacement despite his status of being in a coma.  In practice the day to day running of the Protectorate was run by the Council while Victor was a figurehead even House Liao supported it stating it was nice to see that Victor succeeded where his father failed even if the end result was the same.  With Bannister officially also holding the title of the First Lord as well the member states decided that until the Council decided on a leader the Protectorate Council would also hold the First Lordship which technically meant that Victor was once again also the First Lord.

Ignoring Bannister’s offer and the pain he was in he called for two doctors one from the Lyran Commonwealth and one from the Wolves of Gallery.  Both agreed that while he would live for many years to come the Commonwealth doctor was sure that he would be in pain and need further treatment for the rest of his days while the Wolf doctor was convinced that the newly grown organs that were now in his body would make him as healthy as he had been twenty years before.  While he preferred the Wolf’s prognosis the great unknown bothered him.  Instead of dwelling on their findings he then called for a hospital orderly and asked for transport to the Mechbay.

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   Nearly three hours later Victor was sat on a wheelchair looking up at the repaired Dire Wolf OmniMech Prometheus its Lyran Guard paint scheme had been reapplied to the replacement armour which had been fitted to the OmniMech.  “Couldn’t stay away from her?”  The voice of Danai Centrella-Davion said as she walked up to him.

   â€œI just wanted to see the thing that almost killed me, I thought it might help make sense of everything.”  He said trying to explain his motives on being here.

   â€œThat didn’t almost kill you, a crazy Clan ***** almost killed you.”  She said angrily he knew she was annoyed that he had come here before calling for her as well.

   â€œYes, but I was stupid enough to think I could still fight like I was thirty years younger.”  Victor admitted “it was like the first time I piloted her I thought that there was nothing I couldn’t do.”  He said looking from the OmniMech to Danai “I’ll never pilot her again.”

   â€œThe doctors said you will make a full recovery.”

   â€œYes, I know, and I’ll never pilot her again” he said being surer of the words this time “I will not put you through this again.”  He said raising his arms to his side despite the pain.  “I will keep that Mech I will keep up the appearance of being the warrior prince when I need to be but I won’t take her into battle that is for the past.”

   â€œYour future battlegrounds will be more up here” she said touching his forehead Victor closed his eyes enjoying her touch “Exarch Steiner-Davion.”

   â€œWhere on earth did Bannister come up with that?”

   â€œIt was the Council not Bannister and I believe they took it from Ancient Terra’s European District during the rule of one of the first major empires.” She explained when she’d heard the title she’d immediately began reading about it.  “Bannister Cameron turned his back on the title claiming that should a Cameron take on a fancy name for his role then many would see it as the first step towards reborn Hegemony.”

   â€œThe Protectorate is that in all but name already all it lacks is its own military wing separate from the Star League Defence Force and from what I’ve ready many believe that it is only time before that happens.”  Victor said looking up at Prometheus again “when people have weapons of war it is only a matter of time before they want the power that goes with them.  It was the same with the bow and arrow, the first firearm, main battle tank, BattleMech, WarShip it doesn’t matter the type of weapon each of them brings man closer to conflict over resource and power.”

   â€œWhich Bannister wants you to keep a lid on for a little longer” she said prodding him back to the important conversation instead of chasing the reasons man made war against other man.

   â€œI retired” he said looking back at her “and what’s to stop the member states beginning to treat the Protectorate as a new Terran March?  Linking the Federated Suns and Lyran Commonwealth this could start a new Succession War.”

   â€œOnly if you gave preferential treatment to those states and worked against the others you’ve shown in the past a fair hand while serving as First Lord.  It does mean you’ll have to be firm with Burton and the Federated Suns but if you are able to handily that then it shouldn’t be a problem?  The Star League is fragile it has been since the Capellans withdrew and now with the Combine lowering their support these are testing times but it is not over.  And if the Star League does fall the Protectorate worlds could use a leader who knows how to win a conflict at its helm.”

   â€œI retired” he repeated again looking back at Prometheus.

   â€œOld habits die hard, Exarch” she said leaning over him wrapping her arm around his shoulders showing her support for his new position.

Border Fighting
Draconis March, Federated Suns
22nd May 3111


   Under the direction of Warlord Hirohito Kurita DCMS Ground and Naval forces assault the system’s of Reisling’s Planet and Galtor III.  Deploying two pairs of WarShips to the systems they quickly overwhelm the Davion naval forces and push on towards the planet.

   On both planets the DCMS find elite RCTs of the Davion Guards awaiting them each backed with several aerospace wings and assault DropShips meaning the WarShips were warier of remaining close enough to provide orbital bombardment instead they approached close enough to allow their ground forces to land but without risking the WarShips.

   Without orbital fire support the ground battle was a stalemate with the Davion Guard RCTs skill, equipment levels and dug in positions compensating for the superior numbers held by the DCMS units.

Crucis March Duke’s Conference Room, The Fox’s Den
New Avalon, New Avalon PDZ
Crucis March, Federated Suns
17th May 3111


The display map of the St. Ives PDZ showed a planet in a sea of orange now flashing green in its loss to the Capellan Confederation.  A shadow moved to a point directly adjacent to the flashing and pointed a finger at the planet and stopped the flashing.

“Indicass was invaded by three CCAF units… am I correct?  THREE?!?  Not one, or two… but three.  And no one here or in the field noticed that any of them moved off station, travelling through light years of space and across our border… no one?  Three units… not one, or two but three. Well…”

The combined senior staff officers from the Department of Military Intelligence’s MI2, 3 and 4 as well as their Capellan and Crucis March intelligence representatives stood silently along with DMI Leftenant-General Alanna Green-Davion.  Even though she bristled at the situation and considered very, very briefly an attempt to defend the assembled analysts, she made no protest to what she knew was coming.

The shadow grew in front of the display until Duke Paul Ryan-Bowman appeared in front of them though the Duke of the Crucis Mark he was considerably closer to the Davions than Duchess Kym Hasek, the current ruler of New Syrtis and the Capellan March.  With the Fox’s Den serving to coordinate efforts for the Federated Suns defence he was simply in a better position to give them a dressing down than Hasek was unfortunately as it was with most things they’d probably get the same from Duchess Kym Hasek when she found the time.

She had heard the stories about him from her own grandmother, who had served as the liaison officer to the Wild Geese mercenary command, back when he was their field commander.  He was about the same age as the legendary Victor Steiner-Davion but if not for her position coming up the ranks of DMI, she would haven’t a clue about how dangerous this Duke was… much less had been a key part of.  The man had such impossibly high standards that her posting last summer had seemed like a punishment rather than a privilege.  At this moment he knew more than she did, too much raw information, too much public evidence to even attempt to smooth the situation.  His very expression kept alternating between stark disbelief and controlled anger.

At times like these, the analysts around her surely considered death to be less painful option than what he might be planning for them next.  Not one of them had detected anything irregular afoot, none of them could fathom how Twenty-second Liao Lancers, the Hustaing Lancers or House Dai Da Chi had landed and flattened the Second St Ives Janissaries RCT turning what had originally been a raid into an full invasion.  But the old man was on to something… even they couldn’t find the edges of this puzzle; he had the pieces in his hands.  Everyone knew it the depths of the seriousness of this situation as well as they did and he sensed their trepidation and confusion.

“Collectively you all represent decades of the finest and most expensive training the AFFS has to offer… AND. WE. FAILED. THIS. NATION. MISERABLY!”  Taking a deep breath, Duke Paul passed around them, silently fixing his eyes on each of the assembled personnel in turn.   Silence gained lease so that heartbeats were audible for almost a minute.  Field Marshal Green-Davion held her breath as he passed her by without so much as a side-long glance.  Her training took root and in those moments she realized two things.  Firstly – he was caught off guard just as much as they were.  Secondly - she was going to have to remind him of a personal appointment with Duchess Alexandra and the Marshal of the Armies, Frederick Davion, in a few minutes time the whole reason for the Duke being on New Avalon was to gain support from the Marshal of Armies for new construction efforts on Tikonov.  ‘What a great day to be a loyal daughter of the Suns’, she thought, ‘I wonder if the Mercenary Liaison office would let me transfer over…’

“That’s right, WE. But I, I personally have to explain this, all of this, to our bosses – First Prince Burton and Marshal of the Armies Frederick.  My job… not any one of you and I am NOT eager to explain how this was done right in front of OUR eyes.  That’s right… OUR eyes and how we did not know one of our worlds had been taken by the Capellans of all people.  I will take the responsibility for this fiasco but before that happens you WILL find out how this happened.  By the Unfinished Book!  You WILL find out the five Ws and H of this… and I want those answers YESTERDAY!”

With his magnanimous pointing towards the door, the assembled personages didn’t waste anytime in exiting the conference room, several bodily collisions and hasty stumbles ensued. At any other time, Allana would have laughed herself silly at the sight.  They were all so very eager to escape and redress their job priorities, while also keeping their rank and station in life intact.  However, someone got to stay and deal with the Duke, so Leftenant-General Green-Davion stood silently and waited.  There were times being the liaison to a march lord as well as his de facto aide-de-camp was a bitch.  When the last analyst had left the room, the Duke angrily punched the projector, then looking skyward; he uncharacteristically let out a sarcastic laugh.

“Leftenant-General?” he asked as he waived the holographic map off.

“Yes your Grace?” she responded tentatively.

“I need to plan.  I need three Sword Teams ready to move and a list of available small to medium sized house and mercenary units we can use to correct this unbelievably egregious oversight before I am asked what my plan to resolve this is.  But before that and more importantly… I need your help… as I am sure you realize, this caught me off guard also.  I looked but somehow, someway, the Capellans slithered past me – right past my face – even though I was looking for them.” He said the Sword Team was a concept that originated more than a dozen years before and was essentially a Light LCT with two or three regiments of forces in strength more mobile than either an LCT or RCT the Sword Teams were primarily made up of armour and battle armour forces with BattleMech units serving in a support and assault role.  Ryan-Bowman had been behind their original inception and had quietly syphoned forces off his Tikonov Cossacks to reform six such units while it had given him additional units to deploy it had weakened the Cossacks which would take years to rebuild to previous strengths.

Alanna blinked in surprise for she couldn’t remember Duke Paul ever admitting something like this could have been missed by him.  His record, from a professional standpoint, was exemplary since he became Duke of the Crucis March.  Not much ever slipped past him, he seemed to actually be very prescient in predicting what the Suns’ enemies would do… until now.  For the first time she looked at him and saw something she had never seen before in him - he was afraid.  And although she hated to admit it, she had reached the very same conclusion that he had – and she was afraid too.  He looked her in the eyes and smiled in a fatherly way, his age becoming more apparent as motioned her towards the conference room door.

“Something is very wrong with our intelligence system… I believe it has been compromised”, he confided to her shock, “… at least I think that’s where it lies.  Look at everything, look everywhere, somewhere, something… something is very wrong in the Prince’s house.  Choose your assistants with care, keep this compartmentalized as much as possible, use my name if the need arises.  No matter how this plays out, it’s my failure to have anticipated such an eventuality not yours.”

Walking through the door she turned to him and nodded her head.

“Of course your Grace and I do appreciate your faith… but why me?  I’m MI2 trained and my record for such things as you ask is charitably acceptable… but hardly the best.  Surely MI5 or 6 operatives would be better suited for this.  I am sure I could find another who could do-”

“Integrity.” he said cutting her off.  “I have come to depend on you to check my ways and methods.  Your integrity and loyalty is beyond question, which is why I endorsed your promotion.  What I need and what House Davion demands from you at this moment is your integrity. I need your help, and I need you to get to what is behind this and together root it out before it can go any farther.”

Surprised by the revelation she looked around, dropping her voice low, she inquired, “I was always under the impression that since I was chosen for this job that you had no confidence in how I ran the department…”

“Oh that, he’s like that with only those he believes are worth his attention,” came a strange whisper from behind the Field Marshal, “as far as that goes, you are up there on his very short list...”

Leftenant-General Green-Davion turned to see Duchess Alexandra Ryan-Bowman standing behind her smiling, with the Marshal of Armies on her arm, “... but punctuality was never his strong suit. Now, if I could borrow him for a bit, the Marshal of the Suns needs to discuss something with us.”

   By early June Sword Units Excalibur, Attila and Laban had redeployed from Tikonov under the Duke’s orders, and with authorization from Marshal of Armies Fredrick Davion, and made their way to Indicass driving off the remaining Capellans on the world bringing the system back under Federated Suns control.

Planetary Assault, Spectre (Spectre-class Strike Cruiser)
Sterope, Taurian Concordat
Periphery
30th May 3111

   Using data held over from the first Star League the Sceptre had jumped into the Sterope system neat the ninth planet’s orbit into an area which should be devoid of life.  “Stations report” Star Captain Gerry Harper commanded looking around the command deck as the ship emerged from Hyperspace.

   â€œPerimetre scan complete, no contacts” Rickie reported from the sensors station.

   â€œEngineering, no abnormal system reports following jump, eng…”

   â€œCorrection sensor contacts rapidly approaching our position.”  Rickie reported interrupting.

   â€œSensors clarify” Harper commanded remaining calm.

   â€œIt is a rock storm, possibly a comet at some point, impact in six mintes.”

   â€œEngineering get the sail in now those rocks will rip it to pieces.”  Harper ordered the engineer nodded but after a few moments Harper realized there was a problem.  “Report Tom.”

   â€œSir, the mechanism is fouled we can’t retrive the sail.”

   â€œDamned jinx” Lewis commented from communications.

   â€œShut it” Harper snarled at the man “Tom cut the sail loose “Amanda bring us around between the rocks and sail and those rocks” he commanded she looked at him for a second but Harper didn’t hesitate “do it now!”  He ordered again this time she followed his orders bringing the Sceptre into a tight turn placing the vessel between the fragile jump sail and the incoming rocks.  “All weapons on the port side open fire on those rocks as they approach.  If it comes to a choice between us and the sail protect the sail.”  He commanded keying the communications on his chair “all hands prepare for potential impacts!”  He said.

   Along the hull of the Sceptre autocannons, gauss rifles and pulse lasers cut into the incoming rocks cutting down even the smallest piece of debris heading towards them.  For the larger pieces the Sceptre’s naval lasers vaporized rock after rock in a display of marksmanship that would make any WarShip crew proud of all the rocks coming towards them only two rocks hit the Sceptre causing minimum damage.

   â€œWell done people” Harper transmitted throughout the ship before turning to his command crew “Tom, ETA on sail retrieval.”

   â€œCouple of ours at least we need to clear the mechanisms and check the sail for any damage.”

   â€œSo we are staying here” Harper noted

   â€œJust waiting to be found” Lewis commented

   â€œLewis as long as you are on this bridge keep your comments to yourself or I’ll see you in personal combat.”

   â€œCan’t even refrain from using foul language Star Captain the pressure must be getting to you.”  Lewis said mimicking Harper’s use of a contraction “we have fallen far.”  He said turning back to his console.  “No planetary communications or sensor scans, our weapons fire was masked by the radiation coming from ninth planet.”

   â€œLewis, pass to Star Commander Shu and the Konstantin that their mission is a go we will move into a support position once the sail is retrieved.”  He said as the WarShip’s two DropShips detached from the hull intending on heading into the system beginning the next phase of their mission.
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Really, as long as there is an unbroken line of people calling themselves "Clan Nova Cat," it doesn't really matter to me if they're still using Iron Wombs or not. They may be dead as a faction, but as a people they still exist. It's not uncommon in the real world, after all.

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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #913 on: December 24, 2017, 06:34:21 PM »

To all the fans/contributers of this thread have a Merry Christmas (if you celebrate it) I will get an update done at some point RL has taken a good turn recently so writing is a little backseat but it will continue soon
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Re: Alternate Timeline with Thanks (FULL)
« Reply #914 on: December 25, 2017, 03:13:49 AM »

Merry Christmas DC.
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