"Sir, port side engine is down, we are losing altitude."
"Dammit, what the hell hit us, why aren't the shields up?"
"The shot punched through the shield and straight into the engine."
The ship rocked in the air as another pulse round punched through the tail section. The ship was a standard battle frigate of the Ovar Empire. Though small it carried formidable armament with a nose-mounted rotary laser cannon and bay-launched spitter warheads. The frigate did not have an elegant design, it was boxy with two small wings in a x pattern towards the rear of the ship. It had left and right thrusters mounted to the body closer to the middle of the hull. The landing gear was starting to lower, but it was for nothing. The ship fell out of the air at a bad angle.
“EVERYONE BRACE!”
BOOM
The ship came down hard on the nose and crumpled up a quarter of the way up the ship. It dug into the ground as it continued to skid forward. The ship finally came to a stop after burying itself twenty feet into the dirt.
“Casualties?”
“Two dead sir, the rest of us have minor injuries.”
“The humans don’t have anything that could bring us down like that. What the hell hit us?”
“Sir, exterior camera three is still active, pulling up now.”
The screen was cracked but the image still came through. A battlesuit approached the starboard hatch entrance. It reached out one of its arms and ripped the door open stepping inside.
“Tha, tha, that can’t be possible. THAT was a Mk. 36. They aren’t even out yet. What the hell is piloting it? Everyone prepare to defend the bridge!”
“Sir what the hell is a Mk. 36?”
“It is a bio-integrated suit, completely experimental last time I saw it. You have to take the brain out of a person to integrate it with the suit.”
“That is horrible. How has anyone survived that?”
“Last I heard no one did, till now.”
Thud thud thud, they could hear the battlesuit coming through the passageway. They all leveled their guns at the door. You could hear a pin drop it was so quiet inside the bridge. They collectively held their breath as the thudding stopped at the door.
CLANG CLANG CLANG
“OPEN UP PUTOS, I HAVE BUSINESS WITH YOU FUCKERS!”
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The crew turned their heads in confusion. The words that were spoken were not common Ovar. It was one of the human languages.
“How did a human get integrated with the Mk. 36? What the hell is going on?”
The crew whispered quietly as they tried to figure out what was happening.
“FINE, YOU DON'T WANT TO OPEN, IM COMING IN PUTOS!”
A horrible screeching sound echoed through the bridge as the door was ripped open. The crew couldn't see the battlesuit yet. The door was being ripped through like it was paper.
“FIRE!”
The crew opened up with their plasma pistols, firing in rapid succession at the hole where the door used to be. The light from all of the rounds impacting on the door frame and metal that was still hanging was blinding. There was a faint blue shimmer of light that pulsed every time a plasma bolt hit it.
“AHAHAHA Ah ah AROOOOOO!”
A sinister laugh followed by a howl entered the bridge, raising the panic levels of the crew. They started to scream in fear and poured more fire into the doorway. An arm poked through the door holding a spherical object. The plasma rounds were still bouncing off the suits shield. The arm dropped the object.
“OH FU…”
BOOM
The person wearing the suit dropped a fragmentation grenade into the bridge shredding the crew. They were all down, two more died in the blast while the Captain and his second were only slightly injured. The suit came into the bridge with two plasma pistols in its arms.
“I know you are alive. Don’t try and hide like the Gatos do when I walk down the alley.”
The captain got to his feet slowly, coughing up blood. His second followed shortly after.
The battlesuit had plasma pistols pointed at them both.
"How did a human get our technology? That suit hasn't even been prepared for our species, let alone a trash species as yours."
"Human?"
"Yes HUMAN, what other species do you have on this planet capable of fighting with this level of aggression?"
"Hahaha, you putos really are dumb. Did you even think to research this place before attacking?"
"Of course we did. We found your civilization to be inferior and not worthy of joining the empire, so we decided to purge you before you could become a threat. Your primitive weapons, using lead projectiles, or crude explosives. The only thing worth a damn was the nuclear devices your species stumbled on."
"You focused on one part of this planet, you did not consider everything."
A hissing noise came from the visor of the battlesuit. The armored visor raised showing the contents inside.
"Wha, what are you? You aren't human. You are one of the beats they kept as pets. But how?"
"Your fucking people did this to me puto, they experimented on me, tortured me. That is not the worst thing they did. You fuckers KILLED MY LOVER!"
The Captain and his second watched as the beast inside the helmet bared its teeth at them. It snarled, growled, and barked in fury. They were horrified at the image before them. The Captain's mind spun in confusion as he tried to comprehend the things the beast said. His own people made this thing. How stupid could they be? Why would they integrate such a savage beast into their most advanced battlesuit? The beast spoke again.
"Time to die fuckers."
The plasma pistols chirped in unison. Two plasma rounds, one into each, splattered the heads of the Captain and his second. The visor closed on the battlesuit and the arms holding the pistols lowered also. The suit walked over to the Captain's console and pulled out a wire from its forearm. It plugged it into the console.
"Lola, the ship is clear. I'm plugged into the console, pull all of the data you can."