Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Robotech Fan Fiction ❯ Achilies ❯ Achilies Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Achilles

By Sabersonic

Aboard the bridge of the main Robotech Master Mothership, several Tyrolians were brisling around trying to figure out how to bring back order among the Zentraedi still on the ringed planet. A lone Tyrolian Clone Master walks up to a Robotech Master sitting in his command chair with his upper torso hidden in shadows, his eyes, scars and tattoos glowed an eerie light from the shadows and upon his chest was a tattooed pentagram with what seemed to be a tattoo of a human eye.
"My lord, we have information in regarding the Zentraedi still upon the planet." The tattoo eye swerved to look at the Clone Master. "They are being defeated by our enemies and half of their forces have technology that we have never even seen before." The Clone Master activates a hologram depicting a battle between Zentraedi Battle Pods and Wing Zero. Wing Zero fired upon the Zentraedi Battle Pods with its Twin Buster Rifle and it completely obliterated them. "Technology that can easily overpower our own."
"Send out a signal to Zentraedi Frequency Alpha Nu Xi 09 and tell our surviving Zendraedi forces that are still upon the planet to return to the main fleet." The Robotech Master's voice echoed in a god-like manner which made everyone who hears it shiver in fear.
"Is that wise my lord?"
"I know my intentions young Clone Master. I suggest that you follow my orders instead of questioning them."
"Y-Yes my lord." The Clone Master left the command chair of the Shadow Robotech Master. The Shadow Robotech Master then lift both of his arms from the arm rests and placed them about a foot in front of his chest and crossed his scarred wrists atop of one another. He curved his thumbs to meet his curved middle and ring finger and slightly curved his pinky and index fingers and the Shadow Robotech Master then started to chant an alien language to his own.
"He coyo masanta gomon sitotamo kashata. He covo masanta gomon sitotamo kashata. He covo masanta gomon sitotamo kashata." The Shadow Robotech Master whispered as an orb of green light appeared from his hands and yellow flashes of lightning emerged from the orb. The Shadow Robotech Master then chanted a different incantation and the orb then changed its shade to blood red. "Hisama kanta cotomore lata mekiti youkoto shawman kada. Hisama kanta cotomore lata mekiti youkoto shawman kada. Hisama kanta cotomore lata mekiti youkoto shawman kata." A lone Tirolian Science Master then sees his lord and master was chanting in a language that was unfamiliar to him, but seemed to be Earth originated. Then another Tirolian Science Master walked up to the other one.
"Don't worry Zel, Robotech Master Onsota is just using the Forbidden Arts." The second Science Master advised the one named Zel.
"The Forbidden Arts?" Zel asked. "What are they Xemon?"
"They are our ancestor's Forbidden Arts of the Supernatural. According to my studies of the ancient text of our mysterious ancestral past, they have the ability to twist the laws of Natural Science as far as we know it, break our known knowledge of Physics, and do things that are only possible upon the Astral Panes. They were forbidden to modern Tyrol when it was proven to be too dangerous to use and if in the wrong hands, could destroy our civilization."
"Then why Robotech Master Onsota using them if they have the ability to destroy us all?"
"Well as far as I've gathered, Robotech Master Onsota's power were bestowed upon him by some unknown entity and that his aging body actually can handle the pain of using the Forbidden Arts."
"The pain?"
"Yes, have you noticed all those scars and tattoos?" Zel nodded. "Well, all that was done during a process of pain and agony to gain the true potential of the Forbidden Arts which lasts for about five cycles." Zel looks upon Robotech Master Onsota.
"Why would any Tyrolian would want to do such a thing like that, and just for power too?"
"He was ordered to, simple as that." Meanwhile, Robotech Master Onsota is lost in a supernatural trans. Within the boundaries of his mind, he speaks to an unknown entity.
"Onsota!! Where are my crystals?" A god-like voice echoed throughout the boundless pane.
"Don't worry master, I will get them for you. The Elemental Crystals of this planet will be yours." Robotech Master Onsota reported.
"They have better, they are the only things that are keeping me in tune to this Dimensional Plane. I need them so that I can absorb more souls. I need the crystals, I need souls! I need them!"
"Yes master, I understand."
"I don't want you to understand, I want you to get me those Elemental Crystals of the planet."
"I will get the Elemental Crystals of the Planet master. I will get them for you."
"You have better, I'm starting to weaken from my hunger for souls. I am hungry, I need souls and I need them now!" Robotech Master Onsota then broke his trans and returned to the plane of reality.
"My lord, are you alright? You've been in your trans for over a solar cycle." A Tyrolian asked.
"Have the Zentraedi returned?"
"Yes and they have reported that they have the cargo that you wanted."
"You mean the Four Elemental Crystals of the Planet's life force."
"Yes."
"Good, prepare the fleet for battle. Send the Crystals to my chambers immediately." Robotech Master Onsota then rose from his command chair and left the bridge. Inside Onsota's chambers, he finds the four glittering Elemental Crystals atop of velvet pillows. Onsota made a sinister sneer as he overlooked the crystals that would allow his master to enter his dimension. Out of sheer lust, Onsota lightly caressed the crystals and almost feeling the life force erupting from the four crystals. Then he pulled his hand away and prepared his chamber for the ceremony.
The REF Armada, followed by the RDF Armada, were quickly reaching their destination, the Second moon and the Tyrolian Command Fleet. Tension rose as squadrons and wings were being prepared for heavy combat against their foe. The REF Armada were rigorously trained to combat the enemies of the REF and RDF. Studying the tactics of all three enemy forces to predict their movements and spent countless hours in the simulators to sharpen their skills until the Admiral believed that they were ready for true Robotech Combat. The Admiral personally trained each officer individually so that they will have a cool head in the heat of battle and quickly process and execute orders. This was a battle that would test the Admiral's REF Armada.
"Sir, all REF forces have been mobilized for immediate combat and all Nuclear Warheads are in the blue for launch." Number One reported.
"And the conditions of the Reflex weaponry and the shields?"
"All are in working order. All we need now is your clearance to attack."
"How fare are we from the enemy armada?"
"We will be in full combat range in about thirty minutes sir."
"Charge weapons and fire them at seven seconds and launch mecha two seconds after that."
"Yes sir!" Number One saluted and went to relay those orders. The Tyrolian Command Fleet launched their mecha and were about to fire until unexpected volley of Reflex and Beam Weaponry blazed across the battlefield, followed by REF Mecha. After the first strike, about 28% of the Tyrolian Command Fleet was either destroyed or heavily damaged and soon the final battle of the Second Moon had begun. Most of the RDF personnel hated to be left out of the battlefield while the REF saw most of the action. Fireballs raged across space as the two forces clashed, the REF already breaking and annihilating the first line. The Tirolian Command Fleet Capital Ships could only prevent the REF from reaching the main Robotech Master Mothership long enough for Onsota to complete the ceremony that would release his master into their dimension. The Second lines have already been breached and soon the capital ships made collision courses with the REF Armada, but were obliterated by Wing Zero Custom's Twin Buster Rifle. The RDF Armada were ordered to follow the REF Armada and soon the only ships still able to fight in the Tyrolian Command Fleet were the Main Robotech Master Mothership and its escorts and the Zentraedi Command Ship.
"We are unable to defeat them my lord." A transmission crackled in Onsota's chambers, only half way into the ceremony.
"Hold them off!! That all you can do now!!" Onsota ordered.
"But my lord-"
"SILENCE!!!!" Onsota then returned to his ceremony and tries to complete it as quickly as possible before the enemy destroyed him. Outside, a dark vortex was developing behind the Tyrolian Command Fleet.
"What in the world is that?" Admiral Rick Hunter asked.
"Sir, unknown object is gathering energy. It might be an enemy weapon."
"Can we shoot it down?"
"Negative sir, it is not solidified enough to destroy the object with out weapons."
"Damn it! Consentrate all RDF firepower onto the remaining Robotech Master Mothership, the REF will take care of the others. That might stop the object from attacking." Inside the Wing Zero Custom, Lieutenant Colonel Heero Yuy receives a transmission from his brother.
"'Attack the Robotech Master Mothership's escorts and Zentraedi Command Ship.' I'll get them." Heero then accelerated towards the nearest Capital Ship which is a Tyrolian Destroyer and fired his Twin Buster Rifle and sliced the capital ship with one blast, but the Destroyer is still able to fire back. Missiles were launched from all REF Mecha at the turrets of the escorts and REF Capital Ships fired all Reflex and Nuclear Warheads at the Command Ship, destroying the hull and leaving the interior vulnerable to enemy attack.
"This is Secretary General Lisa 'Hayes' Hunter to enemy fleet, surrender now. We have eliminated most of your forces and you are unable to defend yourselves. Any resistance will be useless against us now." The only response Lisa "Hayes" Hunter received were more Mecha being launched and turrets being fired. The main Mothership was being pounded with RDF fire and unable to withstand anymore. Onsota, angered from this knowledge, ends the ceremony and makes a teleportation spell for him to escape. The arrival of his master will just have to await a little longer. The vortex disappeared from sensors and before the Robotech Forces could react, there was a threat of self-detonation.
"Secretary General, I've got reading of a reactor malfunction on the enemy vessels. I think they're going to explode."
"All ships full retreat." The Robotech Armadas accelerated away from the remaining Tyrolian Command Fleets far enough to escape the blast wave. For the moment, nothing was threatening the Aslanta Stellar Coalition.

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