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Kurohime woke in a daze, all she could remember was Demonix, it resembled a huge gun, then the blackness had come.
"Oh no, it's here!" she sat straight up, only to be held in place,
"Whoa there calm down." she suddenly realised she was in the sick bay.
"How did I get here?" she asked slumping back into a sitting position.
"Someone found you on the observation deck and bought you here."
"Do you know who it was?" she queried, she'd not noticed anyone else there, she had been distracted by Demonix
"He wouldn't tell us, he just made sure you were being treated, then left."
"Oh, ok, ummm, when can I go, I really need to get to engineering."
"Well, we've dealt with the blood loss, and stitched up the wound, but we need to know how you got it."
"Well, I was one of the boarding team on that drake, and I got it there, but didn't notice, my gear was covered in blood from other people and all the adrenaline meant I didn't feel it." she was rather embarrased about the whole situation.
"How's the captain?" she asked suddenly
"We had to amputate his leg, even with the first aid he recieved there was nothing we could do to save it, he's currently getting used to his new cybernetic leg."
"Ok, so when can I go?"
"In a few minutes, we just need to check the wound is healing and that you won't do anything too strenuous."
"I won't only strenous thing us engineers do is crawl through the small conduits, and there's enough of us that I can get someone else to do it for me."

A few minutes later she was discharged, given painkillers and told what she could and could not do.
Once out of sight of the sick bay she turned her walk into a jog, she had to get to engineering quickly.

Ten minutes of jogging later she arrived,
"Sorry I'm late."
"We heard." Abul said, "Davidson is with the guys in external weapons getting the overheated cannons back online. And we've finished the clean up here, not that there was much to clean up. Marie is running a full ship diagnostics scan, so we can deploy the teams where they're needed most."
"Ok, that's good." Kurohime sat on a chair by her console.
She could see the results of the scan coming it.
"Right, our top priorities are navigaion and shields, we've got something big and nasty outside and I don't know what it's capabilities are, so we need to be able to withstand anything, or get out of the way real fast."

The room Darian was perfectly positioned to see the chaos unfold outside. He just stood and stared ad a Drathonian fleet warped in, wreaking havoc on ships in the vicinity. It took the red alert to wake him from his shock. His mind raced and he bolted toward the docking bay. Upon arriving in the bay, he slid to a stop and stared.

Where is my ship?

((Sorry if my intro post is a bit shaky, I need to still work the rust off a bit))

With patient’s blood splattered on his armor, Edward quickly worked with the rest of the medical team to care for those that had been wounded during the raid on the drake. In the middle of a corridor just out side the hanger where many other medical personnel were working, he was patching up a wounded marine who had caught a large chunk of shrapnel in his arm.
"You're very lucky, you know that?” Edward happily said, removing his helmet to wipe his brow. "I just need to finish dressing the wound, then someone can take you to medbay. Also this is going to sting... A lot.” he said as he stuck the tip of a small round cylinder that had "Med-Foam" printed on it's side, into the wound.
Pressing a button on the top with his thumb, a large amount of foam shot into the open wound, purging it of all bacteria, also eating away at any dead flesh inside. The patient let out a scream of agony, at the immense pain. As soon as the wound was taken care of, Edward had another medic take the marine to the medical bay for further treatment.

Pulling himself to the side of the corridor he propped himself up and rested the back of his head against the wall, letting out a big sigh.
"This is insane, and now what... Even though we're in code blue, the battle isn't over", Edward contemplated.
Taking moment to him self, he Looked at his helmet and traced his finger carefully along the word "Doc", printed on the front in rough white paint. Letting out another sigh, he tossed the helmet over his shoulder and walked towards hanger to see if his squad leader was there. Edward having only just arrived on the Battle Hymm before the raid was unable to meet his captain and join up with his assigned squad. In his mind he went through and processed what the captain would be like, whether he was a very strict and overly rule abiding nut case, or if he was more laid back and cool. Either way Edward was nervous to meet him, and was getting himself worked up over it.

After entering the hanger Edward was stunned by the vast number of craft being worked and how quickly the engineers were moving from job to job.
"Wow" he said startled, at the sheer sight of it all.
Lost, he stood looking around to see if he could find someone that could point him in the direction of his captain.

Waking up from his trance, Edward nervously eyed the man who had just slapped his back.
"I uh... um... I'm looking for a captain Nakamura, I think?" stated Edward, looking up at the rugged man "I'm supposed to meet up with him and join my assigned squad... Well, what ever captain handles the marines I guess."
Wiping the blood from the front of his chest plate and shoulder pads nervously. He once again looked up and read the last name on the man's uniform.
"Hendlow" he quietly said out loud thinking to himself, "Oh... Wait! You’re the demo expert I've heard of you! Er... Sir!” quickly realizing Garrett vastly out ranked him he shot him a quick and well defined salute, one that gave away he was fresh from basic.
"Sir! It's an um, an honor to meet you sir! I'm private Victor sir!" Edward barked indecisively, "Sir, I'm looking for my CO, sir!"
Edward poorly contained his awkwardness, and after about a minute he finally realized he forgot to lower his hand from his salute, and slowly lowered it down to his side embarrassed. Looking up at Garrett he gave him a quick awkward smile and winced.

The Battle hymn and Kosmos, the only ships in the fleet with solaris cannons, charged all functioning guns to full capacity and unleashed a volley at Demonix. While ripping through any ships in the way, the three shots barely dented Demonix's enormously heavy shields. The ship stood firm against the greatest might the terrans had to offer. Jaws dropped. One captain on a ship died of heart failure, the radio channels went dead. after a few seconds one thing was heard over every comm on every ship in the fleet. "s**t". No one knows who uttered it, nor will anyone ever learn, two seconds after that exclamation, the behemoth fired it's cannon. In a blinding flash of light, 640 drathonian and 286 Terran ships ceased to exist.

In the military base on Terra IV, an alarm was sounded, the planet was to be abandoned, in seconds, the people of mankind's last planet escaped in ships designed for just such a travesty, all pointed towards Altres and shot off before the slow Drathonian engineers could figure out where they went. there were no worries about evacuating the towns, that had been done weeks ago. the base however was in a rush to destroy or grab every important secret document they could before escaping and destroying the base. from the orbit, the few remaining ships watched as 1,000,000 kilatons of nuclear warheads destroyed 5 years of hard work and human sacrifice.

What was left of the fleet remained stunned, and all turned to the battle hymn of the republic, as the kosmos had been obliterated in the giant cone of death. The Pride of the terran fleet fled. So did the rest of the terran fleet.

"Dammit! I hate those damn drathonians! why? why? WHY? I wish I could just kill them all! AAARGHH!" The normally calm Admiral Ceres had lost it, kicking and screaming, yelling and banging things. Once his fury had subsided, the admiral broke down further, first to silence, then into sobs. he slumped in his chair and cried, a broken man.

All the people on the ship watched in wonder out of the viewports, most had not seen what had happened, and now all they saw was the blur of the stars as the ship turned tail and ran faster than the speed of light.

Before Edward could address Kai, the red alert sounded, and the Demonix fired it's gun, wiping out almost all of the fleet. He saw it all through a large view port on the opposite wall across where he was in the hanger, being dragged along by Kai. After the red alert was over, and the warp drive kicked in, Edward was in disbelief at what had just happened. His comm radio picked up a garbled message on the damage the Demonix had caused, "Their gone! *bzzzt* The whole fleet and the Kosmos! *bzzt* We're all that's left! *bzzzt*" A random comm officer uttered through the radio before the message became unclear with static.

Obviously, the message didn't help and cluttered Edward's thoughts. Which were already racing through his head, and his right hand started to shake violently.
"You've got to be kidding me... All those people are dead, and there was nothing we could do! Nothing!" Edward stopped and finally shouted, putting his hands on his head as if trying to keep it from exploding, "I just freaking got here, and we've already lost! Game over man! That it, now we're retreating... What next? They follow us, and just kill us all somewhere else!?"
After a few seconds Edward took a deep breath and tried to gain his composure. Sulking in his own actions, he looked around at a few of the crew staring at him. He rarely lost his it, let alone screamed out like he had just done. Though this was the first time he had ever been put into a situation like this, other than the time his planet was attacked when he was younger. This was different, he was older now, and knew what was actually was going on. He looked down at his hand which was still slightly shaking nervously, and let out sigh. Then slowly, looked up at Kai embarrassed at his own actions.
"Sorry sir, I didn't mean to scream out like that... Sorry... Sir.. Just so many people... Dead" Edward said, quickly shooting his look away from Kai.

Steven was splicing wires on the fighter's wing again, when the alarm went off causing Steven to get a nasty shock from the wires. He swore loudly, but got quiet as he looked through the doors of the hanger at the horror unfolding outside as Demonix fired it's cannon. He felt a shiver run down his spine. He, along with most of the hanger, stared as Terran ships and Drathorian ships alike were destroyed.
Steven was speechless and uncomfortably cold with a sense of helplessness. He wasn't even at all certain how long he stood staring at the mayhem, but when it cleared he felt sick. So he climbed down off the wing, for he wished to go to the med bay to see Green 2.