Fiction:Third Ottzello Galactic War/Stage 2

This is where the war really starts...

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"How is the project going?"

"Excellent... their destruction is gaining attention."

"Good... I won't be stopped this time. There is no chance whatsoever..."

Improve the defences
"Computer, it's time we took more drastic measures in our defences."

"What would you be planning, your highness?" This was how the computer now addressed the Emperor of Kralzello. To it's inhabitants- those who hadn't evacuated- the Kralgons were saviours; they'd removed the dystopian state completely.

"Dark Gyronic," he said, with a smug grin. "We use it anyway, don't we? Why can't we use it to cause... natural disaster defences? Using comets and volcanoes... I'm a genious. No one will be able to stop us."

UNO's new hope
The Spaceflyers were killed by accident. When help arrived, at the speeds the ships were going at, the ships cut straight through the Spaceflyers. The remaining couple were eventually killed. UNO was lucky that they'd used strong Gyronidium materials on aid ships, or the ships wouldn't have survived.

Inside, the Ottzel watched what'd happen. UNO was incredibly lucky he'd survived.

He was very well known by now. He'd been assumed killed to the public during he Second Ottzello Galactic war. This was far from the truth. He'd just about survived, played dead even to his own allies, only revealing his survival to the OIA- Ottzello Intelligence Agency (a subsidary of UNO).

He was Dakster.

"Men," Dakster began, "we need to decide what we're going to do. Sai's team never finished their mission did they? And we're not sure how they died either; we're just confirmed they're dead. Dark Gyronic blurred all other information from us. Any suggestions?" The men thought about it for some time. There were 6 others in the Core team, but the Military team numbered 20, making a total of 27 when needed.

"I have an idea," said one. He was a Galot, and was the most intelligent of the group. He was known as Folron. He was in a mobile chair, as a result of being born with a brain overdeveloped in the intellect, but underdeveloped in the nervous system. "Why don't we search for Sai's team? See what they uncovered? I doubt they just sat around and did nothing. According to my calculations, there's a 75% chance they uncovered information that could be useful."

"Yeah I agree," said another. He was a Technobian, and was probably the greatest combatant of the team. Known as Bamkar, he was a commando and weapons specialist. "No harm trying either. We have some Gyronic devices, so surely we can at least check where they've been?"

"Yeah, I'll do it now," Folron said.

"Oh goodie," another said. He was incredibly muscular, due to his rough upbringing. He was the toughest and strongest of the group. He was an Ottzel, known as Brukk. "More skulls to crack. I'll bring it to those who get in our way... about time we saw some action."

"No, Brukk... just no," Dakster said. "We'd better lay low. Even with how powerful our team is, we're relatively small. I doubt we can take on the Kralgon. And you saw those Tyranites, right? I think it'd be right to stay down."

"He's right," Folron said, "our chances of survival in a weak Kralgon fortress is only 45%. And that's with the militia team. With our lack of experience as a team together, we don't have much of a chance. Me and Yogtam will set up the VR training."

Yogtam was a former military adviser, and had some technological experience. The Virtual Reality, with huge help by Gyronic could recreate a past battle to provide a situation that the team could fall into (such as huge battles with the Tyranites, situations Sai's old team were in and others). It could also create a situation that the team would likely get into.

Kralgon and UNO contact
A small UNO scout force was going about its business, when suddenly it came across and old foe. The first contact to arrive on screen was none other than the Kralgon Emperor.

"Who is this?" he asked.

"United Nations of Ottzello," they replied.

"Oh. You. Why even bother? You realise I'll crush you once I've crushed the Tyranites?"

"The Tyranties are causing more problems than ever before," the commander replied. "'You'll have us to deal with in the aftermath!"''

"Brave response for a nation with less chance of survival than us. How do you expect to cuase any damage, when WE defeated you? Fools. You were born here... I suppose it's fitting you die here too." In one Dark Gyronic hit, the entire force was downed.

In the Nebulae, UNO was horrified. They were all panicing, when they were suddenly contacted; "So then. You've seen what I'm now capable. Now, I hve contacted you. You know how? Dark Gyronic. It hides, so it knows how to see what's hidden. I found you. Now, I've activated this ultra cannon. It can either create a wormhole to your universe, or obliterate you. That's A LOT, of power; I'm draining a star dry of it's Dark Gyronic. why? It's about to die anyway. So, you chose; die, or survive and don't bother me."

They looked at each other. Then, the Ottzel emperor stepped forward.

"Go ahead and kill us. Just watch as you get a poor reputation... and everyone one of you bcomes #1 on the universe' hitlist!" he said.

"You realize I'm not joking, don't you?" Silence. "Fine... Charge up cannon. All stations activate." He left, and went to activate.

"Do you realise what just happened?", a Galot said. "We're about to die... All of us. There's no way we can suvive! It's genocide!"

"No, the Seven Starr Alliance will avenge us. Huge genocidal acts don't lead to being ignored. Them, or Onuris Alliance."

All this time, the Emperor was getting more and more excited as he charged up his cannon. He made a chuckle as he prepared to fire...

The brood
Deep in a Tyranite swarm world, several brood queens were hiding and nesting. They gave birth to many more Tyranites, who would soon spread the scum around the universe. They were converting the huge world, formally a desert, into a TyraHive. it would create larger broods, to make larger nests, to make Spaceflyers, to lead interplanetary invasion forces... to satisfy their hunger. Their only real purpose was that... to grow greater and expand.

Death
"Do you realise what just happened?", a Galot said. "We're about to die... All of us. There's no way we can suvive! It's genocide!"

"No, the Seven Starr Alliance will avenge us. Huge genocidal acts don't lead to being ignored. Them, or Onuris Alliance."

All this time, the Emperor was getting more and more excited as he charged up his cannon. He made a chuckle as he prepared to fire...

"Well then, Ottzelloans... how does it feel to die?" he said to himself. "This is exactly what you did to my species... but you won't survive. I finally have a TRUE revenge. I wonder how many escape to their own universe? Not many, as I closed off the portals long ago! Hahahaha!" He made a huge evil laugh as he fired. "It's working... It's working... IT'S WORKING!!! MUHAHAHAHA! UNO, when you're dead, TYRANITES WILL BE CRUSHED NEXT! So at least you served a purpose. No... all will be crus-whaaaat?" something blipped on the screen. DARK GYRONIC FLOW FAILING, INTURDER ALERT. Both at the same time. "What is this... an intruder is stopping us?"

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"Well guys... this is it. It's about to fire...." they all shut their eyes. One opened his eyes. The ship on the screen was under attck... by DCP ships. But that didn't explain why the charging up cannon suddenly stopped. "What's going on?"

Dakster walked up. "I think I know," he began. Everyone stared. First the charged weapon failure, then a ghost? Something to do with dark Gyronic time anomalies? "Titanozor. Remember the Warlord? He's come to save us... but why?"

"Quick," one said, "go help him! Get in the ship!"

''"On my way."' he rushed to his fighter.

"How is Dakster alive?" the whole thing was broadcast throughout UNO.

"Never mind," someone else asked, "he's back. So we'll watch him, won't we?" ********************************************************************************************************************

"I must stop it..." Titanozor said. "I must...but how do I remove the Dark Gyronic?" He'd manage to prevent wiring, but not get rid of the huge amount of Dark Gyronic now building up, and waiting to be released. Titanozor trid to think of a solution. But he had no other choice. In a brave act, he activated his Gyronic shields on full, and put his hand to absorb the Dark Gyronic.

Titanozor couldn't help but scream. A huge energy was running through his body, trying to control it. But Titanozor's powers and the Gyronic were fighting it. They were putting up a great fight, and had already killed a large amount of Dark Gyronic. Wasit enough? Would he survive? Would it take over and kill him?

******************************************************************************************************************** ''Titanozor? Titanozor do you copy?"'' Dakster kept calling the same thing on the radio in desperation. Thanks to the DCP's troopers he'd managed to sneak down to this area. It was no longer dangerous or unstable, now that the Dark Gyronic was drained, but the ship was coming down. The Emperor had already left in anger.

He looked around, calling the name, and saw a large Grimbolsaurain figure. Bu he was purple in colour, and several energies were still zapping each other around his body. Dark Gyronic was taking over. Like a man who'd suffered an electric shock, he struggled. He twitched, screamed a little, and reached for another button. He eventually lay back, and passed out.

Emergency hospital
Titanozor was rushed to a hosptial. He was breathing, but barely alive. He was rushed in the room. The ship had an onboard hospital, and he was taken to UNO's best hospital ship. His body was unstable and not functioning well, the Dark Gyronic was beginning to take over. He was injected with Gyronic, in the hope he'd be saved. It was beginning to work, but all the more his body was failing. The monitors were no longer picking up sings from his body.

Titanozor was dead.

But his sacrifice changed UNO. It gave them a reason to fight.

Defence at Yotra
UNO was doing less warring with the Kralgon, who were dealing with the Tyranites. The Kralgon were starting to gain damage, but every day, they were getting better at holding off the Tyranites. It's unfortunate that the Tyranites were getting stronger at a quicker rate...

Yotra was a planet which was easy and good to mine. Being mostly rocky with little vegetation, it provided a great source of income... as well as a poor place for the Tyranites to want to attack. Which could have affected the results of this battle.

The Tyranite Swarm's greatest breeds gathered on this battle. One of several other fleets had come this way by cutting through Loron worlds. This fleet was attempting to attack the world, as it was the closest planet with enough atmosphere.

UNO's base quickly got into bunkers. Thanks to the Inalton's aid, their military was prepared. So when the Tyranites tried to bury themselves in the planet, UNO had already set up defences. They set up several bunkers, added larger amounts of smell and other means of detecting organic life. This way, if the Tyranites took the bait, they'd head straight towards the bunkers.

"We're still not ready for this," a commanding officer said. They activated a Gyronic device, pausing time for a while. They had 2 hours of frozen time in the colony. Nothing would be happening outside. The crew looked at reports of Kralgon raids. They'd lost another squad to the Kralgon, due to the Kralgon using a volcano. th thing it it had been targeted at the Tyranites. After giving respect to the soldiers who'd died in lava, he soon noticed how effective it was against tyranites. That gave him an idea...

"Engineer! What left over parts do we have from our starships? Any engines?" The engineer was puzzled. He wondered if the officer was planning to evacuate.

"Yes..." he said.

'"Get some up here. I've got a plan..."''

The 2 hours were up... and the Tyranites landed. They rushed out in a huge swarm, aiming for the bunkers. But to their surprise, something popped up out of the ground.

It was a hidden turret, with a flamethrower. Spitting large flames at the Tyranites, they burnt quickly. One thing their bodies weren't so resistant to was flame. UNO was lucky it would lso take a huge amount of evolution for them to be resistant. From within the turrets, the soldiers blasted their machine guns. Several large machine gun turrets helped mow down the huge incoming forces. Meanwhile, there were several missile launcher turrets. They had been set up strategically to target the larger Tyranites. These were used to take out the Tyrabreeders, while the machine guns & flamethrowers took out the Flakvols, Salthots & Trellathines.

"We're out of ammo!" one machine gunner cried out in panic.

"It's alright," a bunkered soldier said. "Look." They all looked. All Tyranites were dead.

They'd reached the bunker, but not managed to break into it. The flamethrower had been overwhelmed, but it was piloted remotely, so that was no worry. In their moment of celebration, they learnt that, while most defence groups were successful, one wasn't so lucky. Zone 8 had been breached. The Tyranites had entered the bunkers, killed everyone there, and were only defeated when the bunker activated its self destruct feature and some trooper squads were sent to finish them off.

Overall, this was a turn-around for UNO; they'd created a new Tyranite defence system.

The following weeks
UNO were becoming less successful. The Kralgon were now too tough to defend against, and currently UNO were sturggling. They had to send squad on hit & run to raid key Kralgon Dark Gyronic locations, to prevent them from recharging the cannon. This was beginning to irritate the Emperor, so in turn, he sent a couple of battalions to attack UNO, which lowered morale as fleets were lost to the Kralgon. As these became more regular, while UNO became better at defending, they were growing desperate for fleets and resources.

The Tyranite menace, furthermore, was growing in number each attack. UNO lost a couple of outposts, and struggled to keep worlds thanks to them. UNO couldn't afford to acquire planet busters to destroy Tyra-Hives, or spaceships for that matter. The only ones they had were military ships.

So Valzo used his ship to head straight for Grox territory. Maybe they could do a deal for planet busters...

Intelligence work
The team followed the trail that Elite Ops had left, Sai's old team. They left in their spaceship, and searched for any of Elite Ops' findings. Lucky for them, they discovered Sai's journal, which he had left on planet Jyron. After analysing it, they found several notable entries.

Log entry 69

I've been instructed to log in my journal all that happens each day.

"Good," Dakster said, "so we won't miss a single event. Hm... by the looks of things there's nothing in that article worth noting... nothing here, here, here- WAIT. Here's what we don't know;"

Log entry 319

''Been without family for some time. I'm starting to worry what will happen. It's been days since we've had any word, and most colonies seem abandoned. Well, Lotacon's discovered something. It seems that some other character, known as Falrik Zaarkhun, a crimelord and leader of the Zaarkhun Consortium, has been involved. I'm not sure how... but anyway that's all. Lotacon's noted some more details; he notes a hell of a lot.''

"So," Dakster said, "we need to find this Lotacon guy's jounal. It has co-ordinates to their next location. We'll go"

"Wait," Folron said, "let me analyse this some more. See if I've spotted anything else".