Post by Lute on Dec 28, 2016 16:02:29 GMT -5
Kabocha, High Orbit
It had been a long time since Onyon wore battle armor. He stood on the bridge of his cruiser, looking out the transparisteel viewport at the dreary of a desert planet below. Kabocha was one of the most ancient of the Frieza Force held planets. The Pukinpa Dynasty had always bowed before their Frost Demon lords, and paid their dues. Loyalists to the end.
Today, they would be bowing down before a new queen.
A single cruiser didn't stand a chance against an entire fleet of Frieza Force ships. But, there were Saiyans aboard the ship, willing to fight to the death for their new Dominion. From what Onyon understood, the announcement of a unified Saiyan people had gone to much of the amusement of the Frieza Force, and even the Galactic Patrol. Few took them as a serious threat. He knew he would end their laughter today.
He gripped the collar of his armor with both hands and turned, facing his men, standing stalwart as possible. He towered over most of them by a good foot and a half, so it wasn't too hard to seem intimidating. Many were fresh faced Saiyan youths, or old and worn veterans. There wasn't much in between. Such was the way of those who lived to fight. Death often took its harsh toll.
"Ten of you will don stealth vac-suits and head into the void. You're going to concentrate on distracting or eliminating their destroyers and space defenses. They won't be expecting attacks from space-bound infantry. Get up close and personal if you need to. We will drop ten attack pods outside of the battle zone for you to fall back to once you've completed your objective. You'll then join the rest of us on the ground assault."
A handful of Saiyans could deal a lot of damage if utilized properly. Onyon hated leaving his men floating in the abyss of space, but they didn't have a navy capable of contending with the Frieza Force.
"Rumor has it that Lord Rime is visiting the Kabochian king. This is the perfect chance for us to take down one of the Frieza Force's influential leaders. That will certainly get their attention."
There was a mixed murmur of excitement and fear among the crowd. Saiyans were brave and noble warriors, but most of them were not stupid. Taking down a Frost Demon wasn't the simplest of tasks. In fact, Onyon wondered if he were even prepared to face such a foe in his current state. During his heyday, he wouldn't have batted an eye at the notion. But, he had been in retirement for awhile before Queen Radia's arrival. His age was getting to him as well.
He pointed his finger, selecting the strongest fighters he had in the group. None of them winced at being picked for this much harder and risky mission. Many in the mercenary world would have called it suicide. One rupture in their vac-suits and they were dead before long. That wasn't a glorious way to die, at the least bit. But, these were warriors fighting for a cause greater than themselves.
The selected fighters pulled on the jet black vac-suits and slipped on the helmets. It was silent aboard the cruiser, the only sound a chorus of clicks as and the hiss of sealing atmosphere.
"Your suits are equipped with cloaking devices and signal dampeners. It will be near impossible for them to find you visually and with scanners. If you keep moving, you should be safe. Fight well, honorable warriors."
Onyon the Black Lightning put a fist to his chest. The selected soldiers mimicked this salute and then filed off the bridge, headed for the nearest airlocks.
"The rest of you, let's get this ship into position."
As the cruiser lurched forward closer to the planet, they were pinged by the spaceport command and the destroyers positioned there. Onyon had the signals ignored. It didn't take long before a half dozen destroyers swept in, their bulbous disc shapes looming towards the sleek Saiyan cruiser.
"Drop the attack pods."
From the rear of the cruiser a dozen or so attack pods were dropped. They would drift on inertia closer to the battlefield, and hopefully by the time all was done any surviving warriprs could get into one and make their descent.
The airlocks popped open and the covert Saiyans slipped into the black. Onyon had no idea about their positions. The stealth vac-suits did their job well, that was for sure. Before the destroyers even moved into intercept range, they started to take fire from his warriors.
Streaking beams and spheres of ki were hurled into them, causing their shields to flare hot as they struggled to deflect. Onyon watched in cold silence as battle ensued. The shields went down on the lead destroyer and it was engulfed in a barrage of ki bolts, erupting and exploding with a brilliant flash. The other destroyers broke formation. From the bellies of the vessels Frieza Force soldiers, clad in sealed battle armor and wielding arm cannons poured out into space. Many were incinerated by Saiyan blasts in an instant.
It was all out war and Onyon loved it.
"Good, we have them distracted. Take us down to the citadel. We have a date with Lord Rime and the King," Onyon said.
The excitement was rising in his chest now he. He cracked his knuckles and smiled.
"For the Dominion!" the warriors aboard his ship shouted.