Fiction:Attero Dominatus/Contact in a Time of Conflict

The RALA
The world of Derelin was abandoned by the Tyranny, a world lost due to a minor glitch which shorted the systems. Nothing happened on the world, as the factories had no instructions and the mining had not continued.A Tyranny fleet however, was on the way to reclaim it, but before they arrived, Sarlis Lokk came. Sarlis Lokk entered the lush world, dotted with a few manufactories and wondered what had happened to it. Massive smokestacks dotted the landscape, spewing smoke yet not producing anything. He ordered his troops to start setting up a perimeter, and tried to interface with te technology. However, he could do nothing, as the Tyranny's AIs meant that he could not manipulate the factories. Rhul stumbles upon the planet and is amazed by what the drone cameras show him, but one thing troubled him. The Rogues had set up camp. The turrets were inactive, the AI not working on the world.

Angered that they managed to get so far, Rhul tells the cruiser Malicious Intention to deploy all SpecOps Revark to the planet. The turrets however, were still not working, the AI still dormant. As soon as they land the Revark engage with rogue forces, easily overpowering them. Lokk and the rogues try to put up a fight but the elite skills of the SpecOps overwhelm his troops as he is pushed further and further back. However, he goes somewhere and the turrets start spooling up, as the advanced turrets start firing at the ground targets, starting to kill SpecOps troops and pin the others down.As a fleet battle is happening above the planet, there was a far worse battle on the ground, Lokk's rogues end up hiding and beginning a campaign of guerilla warfare. After a valiant attempt from a rogue fighter to destroy the turrets, the SpecOps use this as a distraction. The turrets begin shooting at both sides. They use EMP charges to disable them and begin the final assault on the rogues. Meanwhile the rogue fleet is down to the capital, and they are ordering retreats as the rest of the fleet falls before it's own eyes.

As all the commotion is going on, a mysterious ship watches from afar. The Vampire Class merely stood above the planet witnessing the spectacle.

Mortrig - Let them battle it out, this is entertaining.

Meanwhile on the ground below, things weren't going so well for the rogues.

Lokk - That's it, all remaining forces, we are pullin-

Lokk's head explodes into mist. Without a leader, the Rogues are easily defeated and surrender whilst the capital retreats, only to be shot down.

Mortrig - Decloak.

At that, Mortrigs ship decloaks and sends out a transmission.

Mortrig - Entertaining. Rhul - Who are you?! Rhul *to his men* - Stand down men, listen then get out of here.

The ship dwarfs everything around it, being one of the devastator class.

Mortrig - I am a Dominatus, and this is my world.Who are you?

Mortrigs ship blockd any transmissions to outside the system.

Mortrig - Speak. What is your civilization's name? Rhul - RALA. Mortrig - Give me one reason why I should let you leave this planet. Rhul - Because I just eliminated a threat for you. Mortrig - Hmph, very well, now leave our space.

Mortrig then teleported down to the front of the SpecOps commander, his 10 meter form dwafing that of Rhul.

Rhul - Men, assemble all ships and get out of here, Telcam', send a small ship down the to recover any technology on the planet and any that the rogues stole. Mortrig - Any recovery of technology however, will be considered a declaration of war. You will leave only with what you came for. Rhul - Only the ones the SpecOps left behind and any the Rogues stole. They had a superweapon, why do you think we pursued them? Mortrig - You can only get their technology, not ours. Rhul - I never had intentions to steal, the Rogues were intending to, we stopped them. Mortrig - Very well. Rhul - Telcam, get down there and recover any lost RALA property and leave before your ship is blasted. Telcam - Sir! Rhul - Excuse me, before you leave, by any chance you do not know of a crashed dreadnought on the planet XERO, do you?

MTF