the Trinity's Epic Fallout
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Original - Misc › Science Fiction
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
976
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is expressly prohibited.
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Balcan Prime system- shipyard
4 July 5021
Captain Ellis stood at the window watching maintenance drones hauling armoured plating and other parts around the docking bay. Right in the middle sat the Trinity, the massive battle cruiser, bristling with auto-cannons, particle accelerator guns, or PAG’s, magnetic rail guns, missile tubes, and in the bow twelve linear burst cannons, each as big around as a small apartment building. They fired rounds able to penetrate even battleship and dreadnaught shields before bursting into clouds of explosive shards.
Captain Ellis was lost in thought. How long had they been here, nine months since they entered dry dock? And still they were working on just pulling damaged weapons, armour, and other parts. It would take another year and a half just to get her space worthy again.
The elevator opens and a young man of about forty- five steps off the elevator and walks toward the captain. “Sir, why are you still here? Thought you’d be with the wife.”
The captain turns and notices the man for the first time. “Tom, what are you doing here, thought you were going planet side with your family.”
“Well sir, I was but I forgot something. I’ll meet them in an hour after I catch the next shuttle. What about you sir? You’ve been here since this morning. I understand you miss the ship but we are on leave. Enjoy it. Besides, how often do we get to come home?”
The captain just shook his head and smiled. “Tom, you’re starting to sound like my wife, not my first officer, but I get your point. Let’s go. We’ll take my privet launch- why pay when you can fly for free…?” The two of them turned and left the room, walking toward the captain’s privet yacht which was docked only a few compartments over. As they walked the damage to the Trinity became more apparent, a massive gash was torn into the hull in the right aft quarter where the shield had failed to stop an enemy energy beam. Sixty men and women lost their lives, along with two of the sublight engines. Thirty drones worked over the wound like flies on a dead animal, cutting and unhooking the connections that secured the massive engine to the rest of the ship.
“Hard to believe that it has been forty years since she first launched.”
“Yes sir, I can. I grew up on this ship, I’ve been on her since I was old enough to serve. Although, at fifteen I never thought I would miss this podunk little planet.”
“Well sir, at least it’s fresh air and doesn’t smell like rancid oil.”
The captain pulled out his stem pad, looking at the calendar. “You know, Tom, we have to stop by the Academy tomorrow to check the cadets who will be taking over for the Chief when he leaves.”
Tom smiles. “Only you, sir, would schedule work while we are supposed to be on leave. So who is the lucky candidate we get to scare the shit out of?” The captain just smirks.
“Why, a young Marco Greaves.”
Tom stares dumbly. “But sir, you don’t mean the grandson of the Admiral Greaves, do you? I mean… I know that you are.. umm, I mean sir, that…”
“Just say, Tom! Yes, you know I am the clone of Greaves’ Command Core, so what? I was just a bump in her gut. The Redemption should not have shut down like that, hence the reason female captains are sterilized upon assumption of command.” Captain Ellis fell silent, not daring to look at the younger man. He was different. He was male, undeniably, but just the same he couldn’t dispute the certain female qualities he had- the biggest of all his tail. Most males had a bushy tail, wolf-like, but his was thin, sleek, feline in comparison. It was a female’s tail, and he kept it tucked away, hidden from the public eye. His features were a bit more delicate, more fragile compared to most other men. His comparison thoughts broke as Tom finally spoke. “Sir, the core was polluted with DNA… and we, I am happy that you’re you. And so is Isabella, I’m sure.” His tone turned light, teasing. “I mean, you two fuck like rabbits and I’ve seen the video…”
Cpt. Ellis just chuckled, he knew which vid the man was talking about. The shuttle throttled up to cruising speed as it slipped into the atmosphere, leaving a trail of fire rolling behind them.
----- Scene shift -----
Academy Frigate 5
‘Junk Box’
Marco jumped as the door chime rang. She turned as the door opened and her new captain walked in, instantly turning his head away. Her tail immediately wrapped around her waist to cover her naked lower half, her hair already concealing the top. Even still her hands swept up automatically, her face going deep crimson.
“Get the fuck out ya Pervert!”
The captain closed the door behind him, waiting outside. “Sir, you’ve got the most dumbfounded look on your face. What’s wrong, he not in?”
“Oh no, Tom… She is in and not in a good mood right now.”
“Why do you say that, sir?’
The captain gave a sly grin. “Just call it a hunch.”
The door opened and Marco glared at the Captain, her violet eyes full of anger and embarrassment. “Now you may enter, gentlemen.” The door closed behind them as they step inside.
The captain sighed as he looked at the cadet. “Please excuse my intrusion earlier, but from your codex I assumed you were male.”
“Assumption is a bitch, isn’t it sir?”
Tom shakes his head. “I guess you’re one too.” She glares at the first officer, who throws his hands up. “Sorry, sorry. Just trying to lighten up the mood a little.”
“It’s ok, Sir. Well, I guess I’m not your type Captain, so if you’ll excuse me I have a GALL to rebuild in weapons bank one.”
“Hold on Chief. We’re not done here.” She turns to face him again. “Well, Sir, it’s cadet, and… hang on, what did you say?”
Captain Ellis smirked. “Welcome aboard the Trinity. I need a chief engineer who will give it to me straight and not feed me lines so you’re it. Your codex also says that if you weren’t picked for a ship in three months you would be sent home in disgrace.
So guess what- all your efforts are now being used. Grab your gear and meet at Dry-dock thirty-three the day after tomorrow at zero- seven hundred so you can meet your new crew and get your link. Your quarters are already waiting for you.” With that they left, leaving Marco staring at the orders in her hand, her tail and ear twitching.
“Well, at least I’m getting off this hunk of junk.” A shriek comes from down the hall, followed by, “Oh shit. Sorry, Krista, I didn’t mean to…” and a loud smack.
“Marco, help!!” A young man came running around the corner and jumps into Marco’s room, landing face first on the floor as the girl Krista follows around the corner, ears flat against her head. “Where is that little SOB I’ll kill him…” The door slid shut as the young man rolls over, laughing.
“You know, Gray, if you’re not careful they’ll ground you again for causing trouble with your wingmen, much less sleeping with them.”
Gray just giggled. “They’ll have to catch me first. And by the way, I love the view from down here. Do you ever wear panties or am I always lucky enough to catch you without them?” He catches her eyes and grins as she looks down at him. She smacks him with her tail. “I guess you just know when to drop in. Well this is the last time- I’m heading out to the Trinity as a chief.”
Grey’s grin softened to a smile. “Really? So am I. I guess we’ll be able to keep our little thing going then… Besides, it is such a wonderful view.”
She had already left to her dresser, pulling on a pair of panties. “Well, we best get going. You willing to transport my stuff in your freighter so I don’t have to carry it?”
He sat up from the floor and looks over. “Sure, but it will cost ya.” She smiles. “I guess I can keep Krista busy while you make your getaway. And what did you do this time? No, wait, don’t tell me. If it pissed that slut off I’m sure I don’t want to know.”
____ Chapter end____
A/N: Ok, i updated the chapter, finally. i hope to type up the next chapter and have it posted soon. please R&R, it's much appreciated. Thanks!!
Balcan Prime system- shipyard
4 July 5021
Captain Ellis stood at the window watching maintenance drones hauling armoured plating and other parts around the docking bay. Right in the middle sat the Trinity, the massive battle cruiser, bristling with auto-cannons, particle accelerator guns, or PAG’s, magnetic rail guns, missile tubes, and in the bow twelve linear burst cannons, each as big around as a small apartment building. They fired rounds able to penetrate even battleship and dreadnaught shields before bursting into clouds of explosive shards.
Captain Ellis was lost in thought. How long had they been here, nine months since they entered dry dock? And still they were working on just pulling damaged weapons, armour, and other parts. It would take another year and a half just to get her space worthy again.
The elevator opens and a young man of about forty- five steps off the elevator and walks toward the captain. “Sir, why are you still here? Thought you’d be with the wife.”
The captain turns and notices the man for the first time. “Tom, what are you doing here, thought you were going planet side with your family.”
“Well sir, I was but I forgot something. I’ll meet them in an hour after I catch the next shuttle. What about you sir? You’ve been here since this morning. I understand you miss the ship but we are on leave. Enjoy it. Besides, how often do we get to come home?”
The captain just shook his head and smiled. “Tom, you’re starting to sound like my wife, not my first officer, but I get your point. Let’s go. We’ll take my privet launch- why pay when you can fly for free…?” The two of them turned and left the room, walking toward the captain’s privet yacht which was docked only a few compartments over. As they walked the damage to the Trinity became more apparent, a massive gash was torn into the hull in the right aft quarter where the shield had failed to stop an enemy energy beam. Sixty men and women lost their lives, along with two of the sublight engines. Thirty drones worked over the wound like flies on a dead animal, cutting and unhooking the connections that secured the massive engine to the rest of the ship.
“Hard to believe that it has been forty years since she first launched.”
“Yes sir, I can. I grew up on this ship, I’ve been on her since I was old enough to serve. Although, at fifteen I never thought I would miss this podunk little planet.”
“Well sir, at least it’s fresh air and doesn’t smell like rancid oil.”
The captain pulled out his stem pad, looking at the calendar. “You know, Tom, we have to stop by the Academy tomorrow to check the cadets who will be taking over for the Chief when he leaves.”
Tom smiles. “Only you, sir, would schedule work while we are supposed to be on leave. So who is the lucky candidate we get to scare the shit out of?” The captain just smirks.
“Why, a young Marco Greaves.”
Tom stares dumbly. “But sir, you don’t mean the grandson of the Admiral Greaves, do you? I mean… I know that you are.. umm, I mean sir, that…”
“Just say, Tom! Yes, you know I am the clone of Greaves’ Command Core, so what? I was just a bump in her gut. The Redemption should not have shut down like that, hence the reason female captains are sterilized upon assumption of command.” Captain Ellis fell silent, not daring to look at the younger man. He was different. He was male, undeniably, but just the same he couldn’t dispute the certain female qualities he had- the biggest of all his tail. Most males had a bushy tail, wolf-like, but his was thin, sleek, feline in comparison. It was a female’s tail, and he kept it tucked away, hidden from the public eye. His features were a bit more delicate, more fragile compared to most other men. His comparison thoughts broke as Tom finally spoke. “Sir, the core was polluted with DNA… and we, I am happy that you’re you. And so is Isabella, I’m sure.” His tone turned light, teasing. “I mean, you two fuck like rabbits and I’ve seen the video…”
Cpt. Ellis just chuckled, he knew which vid the man was talking about. The shuttle throttled up to cruising speed as it slipped into the atmosphere, leaving a trail of fire rolling behind them.
----- Scene shift -----
Academy Frigate 5
‘Junk Box’
Marco jumped as the door chime rang. She turned as the door opened and her new captain walked in, instantly turning his head away. Her tail immediately wrapped around her waist to cover her naked lower half, her hair already concealing the top. Even still her hands swept up automatically, her face going deep crimson.
“Get the fuck out ya Pervert!”
The captain closed the door behind him, waiting outside. “Sir, you’ve got the most dumbfounded look on your face. What’s wrong, he not in?”
“Oh no, Tom… She is in and not in a good mood right now.”
“Why do you say that, sir?’
The captain gave a sly grin. “Just call it a hunch.”
The door opened and Marco glared at the Captain, her violet eyes full of anger and embarrassment. “Now you may enter, gentlemen.” The door closed behind them as they step inside.
The captain sighed as he looked at the cadet. “Please excuse my intrusion earlier, but from your codex I assumed you were male.”
“Assumption is a bitch, isn’t it sir?”
Tom shakes his head. “I guess you’re one too.” She glares at the first officer, who throws his hands up. “Sorry, sorry. Just trying to lighten up the mood a little.”
“It’s ok, Sir. Well, I guess I’m not your type Captain, so if you’ll excuse me I have a GALL to rebuild in weapons bank one.”
“Hold on Chief. We’re not done here.” She turns to face him again. “Well, Sir, it’s cadet, and… hang on, what did you say?”
Captain Ellis smirked. “Welcome aboard the Trinity. I need a chief engineer who will give it to me straight and not feed me lines so you’re it. Your codex also says that if you weren’t picked for a ship in three months you would be sent home in disgrace.
So guess what- all your efforts are now being used. Grab your gear and meet at Dry-dock thirty-three the day after tomorrow at zero- seven hundred so you can meet your new crew and get your link. Your quarters are already waiting for you.” With that they left, leaving Marco staring at the orders in her hand, her tail and ear twitching.
“Well, at least I’m getting off this hunk of junk.” A shriek comes from down the hall, followed by, “Oh shit. Sorry, Krista, I didn’t mean to…” and a loud smack.
“Marco, help!!” A young man came running around the corner and jumps into Marco’s room, landing face first on the floor as the girl Krista follows around the corner, ears flat against her head. “Where is that little SOB I’ll kill him…” The door slid shut as the young man rolls over, laughing.
“You know, Gray, if you’re not careful they’ll ground you again for causing trouble with your wingmen, much less sleeping with them.”
Gray just giggled. “They’ll have to catch me first. And by the way, I love the view from down here. Do you ever wear panties or am I always lucky enough to catch you without them?” He catches her eyes and grins as she looks down at him. She smacks him with her tail. “I guess you just know when to drop in. Well this is the last time- I’m heading out to the Trinity as a chief.”
Grey’s grin softened to a smile. “Really? So am I. I guess we’ll be able to keep our little thing going then… Besides, it is such a wonderful view.”
She had already left to her dresser, pulling on a pair of panties. “Well, we best get going. You willing to transport my stuff in your freighter so I don’t have to carry it?”
He sat up from the floor and looks over. “Sure, but it will cost ya.” She smiles. “I guess I can keep Krista busy while you make your getaway. And what did you do this time? No, wait, don’t tell me. If it pissed that slut off I’m sure I don’t want to know.”
____ Chapter end____
A/N: Ok, i updated the chapter, finally. i hope to type up the next chapter and have it posted soon. please R&R, it's much appreciated. Thanks!!