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[b] Slip Time [/b]

How do I do this? Thought the admiral as he sat with his hand on face. Eyes reading the last read out... he had been blind for five minutes now. Five dead minutes as they moved supplies across the fleet. His eyes tracked the stability of the time cortex bubble. It stretched across half a million kilometers of space. His six fully functioning battleships held a six pointed star formation at the moment, and the Vega had been turned into a ship bomb. Or to the best of a five minute crew that had rigged the reactor to overheat and not dump.

The four minute beacon went off. His eyes flashed for a second. His frigates slide into place. Their massive anti missile systems on full view. They were waiting now.

“How do I beat that ship?” They already had readings that the dreadnought was powerful beyond belief and if it hit them dead on his fleet would be wiped out by half. But if they got in close his fleet could do considerable damage.

“Sir... could we do a charge?” The admiral shook his head.
“The frigates would be left behind. They are too light to accelerate fast enough. The battleships masses would carry them into combat radius within two minutes, well the frigates would take three minutes. We need this fleet whole.”

His plan was going to be simple. They would accelerate in a ball like fashion, constantly rotating, until they were under three hundred thousand kilometers and then just dump missile spam until one hundred fifty thousand kilometers, and then their rail guns would turn onto the dreadnought and fire all they had. At ten thousand kilometers they fleet would turn and make a run for the jump well in the system leaving the Vega on a collision course with the dreadnought, than at one thousand kilometers, if it was still in view, it’s core would overload and have a small star form pretty much, causing an area of twenty thousand kilometers to explode.

In retrospect it was highly complicated. But it had to work, other wise they were toast.

[b] The Controller [/b]

I was still trying my best on how to show myself to this thing, but I guess my star like shape was enough. I watched as the Hurun just used their ultimate weapon and was stunned by how tight knit they were. But then the thing replied to me.

“This local species laid claim to this system, the swarm of overly large ships with the nine much smaller ones, but they did it violently, decimating the planet in the process, and that other fleet fleeing, come across them and...well a battle insured, and now that dreadnought has come and it upsetting the delicate balance of this area. I am sure you can feel what is tieing around this system?” I could feel a power forming, how the universe's was collecting at this point. Time was forever going to be changed, be it good or bad, and it was going to come down to the nest few hours, or minutes.

[b] Hurun System [/b]

He awakened. He had not really been drained. Just tired and needed to close his eyes. Apparently a few minutes was enough. The King flung his presence out to System One to scan it and was surprised to find Garris attacking the Huruns.... wait what?!

Suddenly his wrath exploded. Power stemmed from the Hurun home system. If you did not catch the traces of Magic, Chaos, and Time being bent, you had to have been blind. With a roar across space and time, he launched a wave of pure energy, a mixture of gravity, magnetics, and hate straight at Garris. The tidal wave was large enough that it could throw the massive ship around. He sensed the smaller ships keeping track of the battle and decided to launch assaults on them, this one with the powers of Chaos on them. His blood spilt from his mouth as his body was stretched thin. His mind left his body and directed it’s full malice on Garris.

“GARRIS!!”