Clear Skies 3 - Teaser
“I trust your ship is able to work as part of a fleet, Mr….”
“Captain Rourke, actually. You’ll not find a better ship nor crew for any purpose you desire.” John Rourke squared out his jaw and raised his chin proudly. His exploits as the head of the Clear Skies had started to become so well known that clients had started to approach him out of the blue, many for more lucrative but unique deals.
“At least not at that price…” Henry, the new head of engineering chipped it. He had a sharp tongue on him and hopefully a sharp mind too.
“Yes, quite” replied Agent Vermont “regardless of your new-found fame Captain Rourke for this mission it will be required that you are subject to a fleet commander.”
John cocked an eyebrow, he didn’t often enjoy being under the thumb of some pompus windbag.
“Admiral Jenkins is one of the best Ex-Caldari Navy commanders money can buy and believe me, it took a lot of money. I will transfer half of the funds we agreed on to your account Rourke. You will receive the other half on completion of the mission. Standard terms and conditions apply, as you no doubt already know”
Captain Rourke nodded his head and closed the channel. This had been the third offer he had received in as many days. Although the price was through the roof (perhaps a little too high Henry had reasoned) something was just not sitting right with him. He gazed out of the Clear Skies’ bridge out towards the rag-tag fleet that was assembling before him.
“Prepare to warp” came the order from the massive flag-ship Jenkins Prime. John Rourke swallowed hard. The last time he and Clear Skies had been part of a privateer fleet like this he had almost died…twice.
“Scanners are clear, make the warp to the first way-point. Looks like plain sailing boys!”
The fleet came out of warp roughly 200KM from the gate. One ship shot a warp bubble at the gate which evelouped the entire structure.
”Now we wait. Ready and charge all phasers and photon torpedos. This could kick off at ANY time men.” The fat Admirals words boomed through out the Clear Skies new sound system.
Suddenly a fleet of 500 Gallente dreadnoughts warped into the system through the gate.
“Admiral Porkins of the 53rd Gallente dreadnought division. You are all in direct violation of our autopilot. Stand down immediately or become DEAD” The leader of the Gallente fleet was also very fat.
“Never, we were paid to do a job, and that job… is you! Prepare to be DONE” Jenkins Prime fired it’s phasers blowing up a few dreadnoughts.
”You just sunk my favourite battleship!” Porkins giant face shed a tear. “FIRE!”
The Gallente dreadnought fleet was blowing up all the ships and pretty soon only one ship was left, Clear Skies.
“This is Captain Rourke of the SSJ Clear Skies. You’ve managed to kill just about everyone else but like a poor marksman YOU. KEEP. MISSING. THE. TARGET!” John Rourke yelled really loud because the microphone was damaged in the fight.
“I’ve done worse then kill you Captain Rourke. I’ve hurt you and I wish to go on hurting you.”
Just as John was trying to work out what Admiral Porkins was meaning his scanner flashed.
”Incoming fleet John, looks to be about 301 ships” Henry was very fast and accurate at counting.
Admiral Porkins slammed his fist down on the big read button in front of him, firing the super torpedo that the Gallente flag-ships used. It screamed towards the Clear Skies in a screaming ball of uber death.
Just as it was about to blow up the Clear Skies, it suddenly stopped mid air. John Rourke had a flashback and remembered the one place he had seen this happen before.
“This is Admiraless Delphi Grendalus of the SWA-mech SSJ Trunks and once again John, I’m here to save your life!”
Delphi Grendalus cracked a smile as her SWA-mech uncloaked along side 300 SWA-issue Ibis’. They all looked really cool and the sun was shining on their shiny armour.
“How…. How is this possible… Delphi Grendalus and the 300 SWArtans… You are supposed to be DEAD!” Porkins mind realed like he had just seen a close and elderly relative emerge from the shower.
“I had a clone in Jita” John and all the SWArtans laughed very hard because it was true.
“John, get out of here now. We will distract them, you have to make it to Dodixie, there is a navy megathron for sale there at only 375M. Hurry!” Delphi could not really stand John’s presence very long.
“But Delphi… You make me soooo…” John was cut off as Henry forced the ship to start travelling in the opposite direction.
“Don’t pursue Clear Skies” Porkins orders boomed from his fat mouth.
Delphi Grendalus began to charge her Ki attack. “SWArtans! Tonight we dine in Hek!”
The 300 SWArtans all warped to the Gallente fleet and started to robo-fist the dreadnoughts and fire cluster missiles and chop them up with their laser blades. There was a lot of explosions and cursing in French as the Gallente fleet was blown up down to the last ship, the flag-ship of the fleet it’s self!
“SPECIAL DEAL CANNON….. FIRE!!!”
Delphi’s Ki attack shot out like a super laser and blew the hell out of the Gallente flag ship. Everyone cheered as they had won the battle and then warped back to SWArta to celebrate. Delphi Grendalus was the last to warp, she gazed off at the Clear Skies that was about to jump to a different system.
“John…..I’m pregnant”