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Siphon, what are the chances of the interior walls being as tough as the exterior ones? If you can punch a hole through it, I should be able to maneuver through to get at the weaker systems. Shrike called out over the radio. She had been mostly staying back since the Daedalus appeared, distracting some of the larger turrets on the hull with streams of weapons fire, trying to keep them from targeting the larger ship.
 
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Sin heard the voices on the radio, and tapped a finger to her ear.

"Tell me, how could one single person get on one of these things... quietly?"
 
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If you've got a good grip and don't mind roller coasters, I could land you on it, they wouldn't notice a person on the hull in the middle of all this. I don't recognize your voice, you one of the lurkers? Shrike replied casually. She was thinking of hopping out and going on foot herself at this point, if she couldn't get her ship inside the thing itself then there wasn't much she could do from the outside...
 
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"That would be either a damn big catapult, or a ship. And, barring a lack of a ship, I'd say a catapult." Burrito says over the radio, wondering who the woman is "I don't know who you are, but I'd recommend not getting aboard that thing. If my estimates are correct, someone has a big fucking gun pointed at that thing from somewhere near here." he says, smiling as he remembers Host and the long, drawn-out conversation he had with the man "If not. I've got a few buddies who would love to come and play for a chance at getting ahold of Wraith tech."
 
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Grave made his way towards the place where the battle raged on. He was beginning to feel better. In fact, he started to run. "Hey guys, sorry for being late... I think that I might have a problem, but I guess that it can wait. How do you plan to deal with this shit?" Grave felt the explosions that rocked the ground earlier, and now was moving towards the uncovered trenches. He didn't want to get close to the SAM launchers, though - they were an obvious target for the Hive.
 
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Through all of the patching up and the squabbling, Copper had remained quiet, a rather eerie thing, since she was usually cracking-wise or making some smartass remark, no matter how serious the fight was getting. Oni and Gig's boasting didn't even get a response out of her, and, surprisingly, neither did Grave's predicament. The only thing that made her respond was a snarl when Toonpimp's name came up and she seemed to be glaring at Siphon until he told Burrito of the promise.

Wordlessly, she headed along with Siphon while they dropped off their commander at the body shop. Leaning against the wall, she waited, watching the firefight going on in the distance. As the second ship came roaring in, a smile pulled at the corner of her lips and as he left the building, she fell into step a pace or two behind Burrito.

"Daedelus' drones."

"Same way as we do everything else. Hit it hard, hit it fast, hit it lots," she replied to Grave. She didn't have time to think about his problem. That could hopefully be dealt with *after* the giant floating ball of death and destruction went boom.
 
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"Cool. We're all gonna die." Grave dropped into the trench, then noticed something shiny. It was a small plate of metal. Perhaps it was dropped here during the construction, and no one bothered to pick it up. Or didn't notice. It was polished so much that it acted like a mirror, reflecting light nearly perfectly. Grave picked it up and looked into it - and choked down another scream. He forgot about the radio, though. "Hooooooleeeshiiiiiiiiiiit... That's quite a sight..." Grave's voice was full of disbelief and irony. Anyone who saw him now would be suprised. He didn't have his eyepatch - something he failed to notice in this mess - and he could stare right into his new left eye. It wasn't a regular eye - it was black, with a menacing, bloody red iris and a thin, small, cat-like pupil that seemed to be even darker than black. This was probably just an illusion, though, caused by the crimson around it. The eye was, without a doubt, an artificial construction formed out of darkness. Grave frowned. He didn't have the necessary power and skill to form such an object, not to mention integrating it with his flesh and nerves and making it work. His body must have been altered, but to what extent?
 
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"Sin" she said over the radio in response to the queries of who she was. She was jogging now, moving towards the massive hulk of the hive ship, when she felt a rumble beneath her feet. She looked down, and then around. The few lurker soldiers about were scrambling away in fear.

"Well... fuck," Sin said, before the ground gave way and she was tumbling down a hole into darkness. What awaited her down below, she didn't know.
 
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"And if Host tried to betray me I'd cut him down faster than he'd realise what was happening," Oni replied to Siphon as he followed the rest of them.

As Oni followed the group he paid less and less attention to what was going on around him, until Gig snapped him out of it.

"You know, maybe this planet doesn't need us to destroy. The way these
assholes are going they'll destroy themselves and it."
 
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"You can have the killing blow. But I want to make him suffer." Burrito says, listening to all the chatter on the radio "Grave. Do you think you and Oni could work together to get off a big blast at that Hive?" he asks over the radio, smiling as he does so. "Copper. You may want to go help Siphon. I'll go and coordinate the ground offensive. If anything happens to Siphon, you contact me immediately. Understood?" he states, cracking his neck and stretching his arms as he reaches his left hand down for his sword and draws it, smiling "I'm going to go meet a friend of an old friend." he says, taking off into a jog through the city streets
 
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"Hey knucklehead! It may have escaped your notice but we don't have a solid form yet!" Gig shouted at Burrito.
 
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Grave listened to Burrito and began to think. Could he use his powers? He tried to project, but the only thing he could do is release dark energy from his body. Raw power crackled around Grave as he attempted to create something, anything... Without success. The warrior cursed. It seemed that he lost his abilities... But there was something unusual about the way his body stored dark energy. Perhaps he gained some new abilities as he lost his old ones...

"Negative, boss. It seems that I've suffered from some kind of mutation caused by a disruption of dark energy, or something like that. I've lost my ability to project. I believe I may have gained a different power, but I have no idea what kind of power it may be or how to use and control it. I'll need some time for tests before I'm useful again. Grave out."
 
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the beams didn't meet resistance by a shield, they hit into bare hull, doing absolutely nothing at all. This was quickly confirmed by any nearby craft, even as the hive opened fire on the surface again, this time the weaponry packing a lot larger punch.
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Entirely opposite to the response given to his first plan failing, Host did nothing more than frown. Plan A he had only expected to work, Plan B he had been sure of. He only had three plans left for the operation, and two of them didn’t count, being ‘get off the planet and go somewhere else’, ‘hope someone else deals with it for you’. One plan was entirely a defensive measure meant to deal with the fallout from Plan B if things went… well, sort of like this, but it wasn’t really feasible while the hive was still able to fire.

So it’s a case of two down, one to go? Huh. Suppose I just better hope three’s my lucky number…

"Hey there compadre. Never thought this day would be coming, day I'd be standing on the same side as you folks. Let's make it a day any motherfucker wanting to mess with our world won't ever forget huh?"
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“Siphon.” Host says, acknowledging his presence, managing to hide the fact that Siphon’s sudden appearance had scared him halfway shitless with characteristic expertise. “Damn…” he remarks, though with his tone somewhat indifferent. “I should have bet with you on that while I still had the chance. I’d be holding a nice new fifty bucks…”

His eyes darkened, changing from red to black. Suddenly another blast of energy cut through the skies as Daedalus came roaring into the skies, slamming her plasma beam weaponry into the hive. That was followed up by a round of drones ripping into their hull, again unshielded. If Host hadn't already known, he'd know now when Siphon muttered, "they have no shielding, it's all super-dense hull."
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Ah, so he can still use the Daedalus. Plan ‘hope someone else does it for you’ – otherwise known as F – is looking more and more feasible…

A moment later an idea hit him. "Host .... do you guys have any way of getting a nuke INSIDE that ship?"
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From the failure of his second plan till this point, Host hadn’t had his usual Evil Grin. Instead, there was only a frown that turned to a grimace when hive blasts incinerated one of the positions in the trenches (and somewhat more so when one of those positions was nearby). But at that comment, slowly but surely, it crept back. “A nuke? Siphon, you think so… unsophisticatedly. But as to the second part…” He takes the Lurker-side radio and switches to a particular channel. “Black Raven, Siphon here wants to know what Plan D is. I think it’s best you give him a demonstration!”

Far higher up, the bird, his rider and his passenger began their task. They and the Banshees had, upon nothing the failure of Plan B, began attacking the same thing the rest of the Lurkers were attacking – namely weapon ports, as damaging them stopped them from firing momentarily while they repaired themselves. The strange, half magical crow-like machine positioned itself beneath a banshee and travelled at the same speed. The banshee then dropped a large package of some kind, which was immediately grabbed by the passenger on the bird. They had likely attempted that manoeuvre before to pulled it off so quickly and without error. The bird flew straight at the side of the hive. Host, watching from the ground, mentally crossed his fingers.

Please don’t have blink shielding, please don’t have blink shielding, please don’t have blink shielding…

(It’s trying to teleport through the hull of the hive, if that were not obvious.)
 
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"Some of us are already dead, so you're on your own there." Seems the vampire was getting back to her old self. "Grave what--" She paused, listening to both him and Burrito. "Yeah, but I know you, Grave. Even without your powers, you can still kick ass." She was going to add "but still be careful" but knew the warrior would likely gut her as soon as hear those words, so they went unspoken.

"You make sure he suffers," she growls in Burrito's direction, the anger at the subject, not him. "And then I'll make him suffer even more." She gives him her usual flippant two-fingered salute as he orders her to go find Siphon. Before she goes, though, she hears the curse from Sin.

"Sin? Sin? Dammit." Nothing but static on the other end. "I am never going to find her in this mess. Or him for that matter." "Siphon? Where the hell are you?"
 
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((Blink Shielding? Since I have no idea what that is off the top of my head, it's unlikely the Wraith would either. Granted they had a room capable of stuffing Pale's magic, but making a small room like that and actually lining your whole ship with that are two totally different things.))


It seemed Host's prayer had been answered. The bird quite literally passed through the hull of the hive, package included.


However, all good things seemed to have a price to pay, and this time it was costly.


The Banshee's would have a split second notice that the main weapons port had reached full power before it suddenly discharged. Only instead of a single shot or two targeting one at a time, it discharged close to thirty in rapid succession.

Six of them headed towards Banshee's and it would take a damn good pilot to avoid being struck by them.

The remainder it seemed were off course to hit Host's ships, surely a horrible act of shooting ....

Until they struck the outer shield of the Daedalus, causing a brilliant light display.


At the same time, dozens of drones hammered into the hive, ripping out chunks by the dart bays, creating secondary explosions as the hive attempted to launch it's darts, failing miserably.

Unfortunately this also meant that while the drones were controlled, the ship was immobile.


Each shot slammed into the shield, twenty four in all, only fifteen being absorbed. The remaining nine smashed into unshielded hull, the sheer force of them feeding back into Siphon, causing him to stagger in pain. As Host watched on in silence, as well as every one else, Daedalus was torn apart by the massive hive, exploding into a massive fireball, and then was no more.



Siphon's reaction was almost immediate. Pain raced through him as the connection he'd had with the ship since birth was instantly severed in the most painful way possible. Few people realized that he actually could FEEL what the ship felt, but now it was obvious he had all this time. Forced to one knee by the sheer pain, he growled wordlessly, his eyes rapidly flitting colors. A solid steel turret base next to him bore the brunt of his anger and pain, as he lashed out twice, denting the bottom of it so badly the turret would never be movable again.

When the pain had subsided enough he could move again, he looked up to the hive, watching as some form of beam emitted from it. He had no doubt the leader had bailed, leaving his own to face whatever would happen. A low growl escaped him, the leader was of little concern at the moment, the hive though was. He whirled around to face Host.

"You have three minutes to blow that thing up, if you don't then get your people the fuck out of there."

He took off, requisitioning a nuke from the supplies at the base, and then fastening it to the underside of a dart.

Lifting off, he spoke on a channel to all ships, save the hive's frequencies.

"Attention to all craft near the hive, you have exactly one minute to exit detonation flash range, I repeat, one minute to exit detonation flash range."


Anyone who asked what he was doing would get a chilling reply over the radio.

"Flying our bomb right down their goddamn throats. May we all meet again someday in the afterlife, if there even is one."
 
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After much running, Burrito stops at the edge of town, looking through alleyways and smiling as he finds one with a large buggy and two motorbikes parked in front of it. "Oi! You the old man's friend, aye?" a man says in a thick british accent as he emerges from within the buggy, his face hidden by a helmet with a black visor "Hop on in. We'll take ya ta the base." the man says, popping back down into the buggy as Burrito hops up onto it, climbing into the back and examining his blade "I heard the old man had connections, but I didn't think it was you guys." he says, sheathing the blade and sighing as all three engines start up, the bikes speeding out of the alleyway, followed by the buggy. If anyone caught a glimpse of the vehicles, they would notice a red scorpion tail marking on each.
 
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"Rendezvous with Siphon he says. Hah!" Copper barked, hearing the hybrid's words over the radio. "That asshole's going to blow himself up."

"And you've got exactly thirty seconds to get your ass back here! You promised me a kill, Siphon. You better damn not welch on me!"
 
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There was dead silence over the radio right up until the explosion of the nuke going off ripped through the hive.

Host had been right, a single nuke even from the inside wasn't enough, but now the hive was badly crippled. Whatever Host's plan was, he just might be able to finish it off now.



Still the question remained for all, had Siphon heard Copper's words and bailed out, or had he sacrificed himself to take out the hive?




Several moments passed by before that question was answered, it may have been as long as two minutes.

"Your lucky I owe you Copper. Meet me three km out of the forum, I'm tracking the Wraith Leader. Host, finish that fucking flying barn abomination off will you? Oh, and the first son of a bitch that kills the Leader before I get there and smack him around I'll kill myself personally. Over and out."


If Copper moved to his location, she'd find him there, watching the Wraith leader who seemed to know he was being hunted. She'd be behind Siphon, but it was clear he knew she was there, even though he hadn't said anything yet.
 
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"Oi. Hurry it up! We need to get the offensive ready ASAP." Burrito says to the buggy driver, a loud cackling being heard from him as the buggy and bikes increased their speeds, practically flying across the wasteland. When they came to a halt, there was nothing but an old abandoned B52 bomber laying in front of them "Here we are, Chief. Welcome to our HQ." the buggy driver says, hopping out of the buggy and helping Burrito out of it, three small turrets popping out of the dirt and aiming at him "Oi. Knock it off, ya bastards! He's an ally!" the driver says, motioning for Burrito to enter. He did so, with the driver of both bikes and the buggy following close behind.
 
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"Knew that'd get him." Still, the vampire sighs in relief when she hears Siphon over the radio. "Rodger that. Incoming, then."

Picking her way through the rubble and debris proved a bit difficult but when she eventually spotted him, she slowed her pace further, dropping to a low crouch as she approached, not wanting to completely disrupt his stalking. Wordlessly, she brought herself up beside him, just looking from him to the target in the distance.
 
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