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The machines that "manned" the ship recorded the data and sent it home.They recieved an answer to themselves directly,right away.Their ships started to move around the planet,keeping it between them and the battle ark.Forcing the battle ark to move around the planet if it wanted to follow them.They were still well withing range of launching their fighters to the planet's surface.

The machines decided to test a new movement.3 ships activated their arcane drives.This caused a portal to be opened before them.They moved into it,and the portals reopened near Shiva.They actually opened behind the ship.the 3 carriers filed out of their portals and launched their fighters at the downed ship.Using it as a body shield to protect them from the leviathan.The fighters were close enough to the ship and easilly opened fire.They continued to attack whatever they could sense as eithera command deck or the main generator.It became quite evident the MSCMCC could use magic.

The remaining 22 ships decided to try a risky manuever.They dropped in closer to the atmosphere.Closing the bay doors fire ripped along the ships.They used their thrusters to keep themselves from falling right through.Using their main engies as well they rode the drop much like a faster form of orbit.The heat was intense,so they could only hold it as a short boost.Which they tried to do.

The other 3 ships by shiva held position.The fighters formed up.Each group of 20 for each bay ganging up together.The sheer number of fighters looked like a mass of metal,like a giant living buzzing thing.They moved with programmed perfection as they strafed points they deemed weakest.1/3 attacked the main engine.1/3 attacked the command and life support, the other 1/3 attacked any turrets and such they could find.

The three carrier changed course and punched their drives to max power.They aimed to ram the Shiva full strength broadside.Something the MSCMCC heavilly doubted the Shiva could really fight.Meanwhile,the fighters split off into a seemingly random pattern.The swarm as the MSCMCC had ubbed it.They flew erratically as they split formation.They fired at life support,command decks,and other fighters.Many were lost as they fought,but the sheer number of them outweighed the loss.They continued to use thei erratic pattern,pressing their agile ships to their best.Even ramming some of the fighters.Their weapons lashed out at everything non-friendly.Unlike humans they had no fear,were replacable.The MSCMCC doubted the simple human mind would find the pattern in their flight.If one existed.

"Wha?! The Shiva! Ignore the fighters! Get some tsunami bombs on those freighters!!" Only a handful of fighters held the abilities to launch tsunami bombs, or anti cruiser missles. Laser cannons blared as spears of seering hot light punched through enemy fighters. A ways away from the life support systems a squadron of fighters were enganging the MSCMCC's forces.

"s**t! Where did it go?!?"
"Behind you!"
"GAH! GET IT!!!"
A beam split straight through ship and the piliot was sucked into the viod of space. A joint fighter swooped in through the burning debree field of the dead fighter. A soft tone sounded as a missel blared out and struck a fighter, reducing it to rubble.
((We'll finish this little fight later...I'm exhuasted and I almost fell asleep on my keyboard. Sorry, peace out))

"Wha-what the hell are they doing?!?" Ships served and turned to avoid the incomeing fire. "It's the Intanka! How the hell did they know that strat?!? I thought only the Hudathe knew it!" Flames streaked through the vast emptiness of space as fighters tried, desperatly, to salvage themselves. "We beat the Hudathe fleet's Intanka and we can beat these guys! Now shut up and form up!" A few of the fighters did obey the orders, but a vast majority were still locked in dog fights a ways away and could offer no support. MSCMCC's forces out numbered the incomeing fighters about 4 to 1, but oddly enough they held their charge. It wasn't so much as they were fearless, but more as this was a well proven strategy, time and time again. All the ships formed up in a square, or a screen, and began to blanket the incomeing spear with laser cannons and missles. When ever one fighter would be shot down another, form the rear, would fly in and take it's place.

Jennings, who really didn't want to die any time soon, fell back from the formation and trailed the screen of fighters quite a bit. He was one of the few remaining fighters that held a tsunami bomb, so he had the capability to do the most damage...to both sides. A laser managed to penetrate the screen and sizzled right past the right side of his rear wing. "Holy shi-...this is too much! Where did they all come from?!?" He was beginning to panic. A new plane broke the formation and flew back, beside Jennings, "Shut up! Get back into...no wait...hang back here for a few minutes!" The squad captain flew back into formation, "Alright boys...it looks like we're going to have to try something new. Wait until the last moment then scatter!"

Mummbling a prayer under his breath, Jennings nailed his afterburners just as the last of the fighter screen broke up. Fire and derbis bounced off the hull of Jenning's ship. Reaching up he plucked the picture of his wife, who was currently on board the Shiva, off his HUD and examined it with endless loveing affection. He promised her that he would always protect her...and he was going to make do on that promise! Reaching up he yanked the atmosphereic pressure helmate off his suit and tucked the picture into his shirt, against his heart. The reminents of a laser bounced of his shields and sent a violent tremor through the entire ship. Ingoreing the attack Jenning reached up and flicked a red cover case open. Flipping the switch then grasping the control baton with both hands he continued to mutter his prayer. Constant screaming and commands came blareing over the command channel and Jennings flicked his radio off. "With the protection, from my holy father, I protect you with every ounce of strength my mortal body may posses." Drawing closer and closer to the spear of fighters, a cold sweat sending shivers down his spine, he flicked open the missle ready shield and continued onwards. Even at this distance, if he was shot down and destroyed, the tsunami bomb was armed and would either destroy the entire front of the spear or send it into pure disaray, any race on the world would panic in a situation like that. "And with the final breath of my existance...I shun out the devil." A tear ran down Jenning's cheek as he hung his head low, not keeping a visual on his target. The tsunami bomb was time rigged and would detonate in the middle of the spear, if it managed to get that far. Pressing the fire button he murmered under his breath, "And when the devil is removed from my body...I will await you in the heavenly kingdom."

Fighters zipped every which way as turrets burned from the carriers. The Shiva's weapon systems were still offline and people raced, franticly, to activate systems. The first systems to come online were the Shiva's perpulsion units, seeing as those were the easiest, and most essentail, part of the plan of survival. The primary thrusters came online with two short bursts a menising blue glow flickered forth and the Shiva lurched to a crawl. Only instead of crawling away, the Shiva whipped it's massive bow around and was now heading on a head on collision coarse with the three carriers. The Intanke, or the Death Blow, was a well proven strategy where you threw everything you had in one massive attack...humans like to call this a hail marry. And that's exactly what the Shiva was going to do! Most of it's less vital functions were located at the front of the ship, along with a large portion of it's armor. It was planning on using this buffer of armor, and less important functions, as a cushion to soften the impact to the rest of the ship.

"Alright everyone! The Shiva's about in possition! Clear the road for her!" Lasers began to blast in every which way as fighters stopped flying around aimlessly, and began to engange the enemy fighters. Because of the explosion that ensued from the tsunami bomb, the human fighters were now almost evenly matched with the machines, mabye 2 to 1 odds at best.