User blog:DekutullaZM/Mission Log

This is a log of...my missions.

Mission 1: Kill Weavel.
Pirate date 2009.6.10-- sector 5.947.57.

Currently tracking the two time failing incompetent. He has landed recently at planet K2L. I am heading there now.

Pirate Date 2009.6.10-- sector 5.947.525.

Scouring wreckage of main city. No trace yet of my prey. The only things I have found are corpses, wreckage, and a broken nameplate reading "ARAN". My left side aches with strain, and I am forced to expel vast quantities of phazon. I return to my ship at 0200 hours, and hack satellites to search for him.

Pirate Date 2009.6.12--

sector 5.947.525

MISSION COMPLETE.

Weavel is dead. I had to dodge attacks from his Half-turret, but in the end I tracked down his upper unit and crushed his cerebral cortex. That will teach him not to act of his own accord. The high-council looks down upon traitors and failures.

As I approach my ship, I feel the distinct touch of a spatial displacement, some parsecs away. The wormholes size is increasing. I fly to the location. After Council approval, I rush to the spatial protection pod and strap in. the vortex is almost upon me. I will fulfill this new mission as soon as possyugiouqty7goq39hw84ljq34ojbq8h3nv63jh7wg-->TRANSMISSION ERROR<>INITIALIZING REBOOT<_______________>REBOOTED<->SHUTTING DOWN<.

Mission 2: Investigate spatial disturbance.
NEW MISSION



2009.6.13--

sector---X.XXX.XXX

I have recovered from the trip. It is a strange world around me. There are creatures of metal, their voices ringing. "EXTERMINATE,EXTERMINATE,EXTEERMINAAAAATE!" They shoot lasers, and have plungers for their right arm. I decide to ally with them.

2009.6.15--

sector---D.WHO.Pl

The creatures have allied with me. They have given me orders. I requested that I have one "Dalek" to examine and bring to my leaders. They tell me to destroy the main reactor of the opposition base. I decide to do so. After the base is destroyed, I collect my specimen and get in my ship. Before I lift off, I scan for foreign technology. I find a small limpet mine, to be activated as soon as I am a safe distance away. I terminate it, then leave through the wormhole.

MISSION COMPLETE.

Mission 3:Destroy remaining Tallon IV Metroids
2009.6.16--

sector 8.367.77

As the "incoming mission" blinks on, I prepare myself for another look at the horrendous visage of our leader. The holo blinks on, and despite the fact I have seen the image several times, I am still taken aback. It is too horrible to describe. My orders are clear: kill any and all metroids remaining on Tallon 4. I ignite the thrusters and set my course. One part of the message sticks in my head. "Be forewarned; some interesting mutations have taken place". I remember the SR388 strain...what could've happened on tallon 4?

2009.6.20--

sector 8.367.77

As per regulations, I land at the entrance to where the Metroid research was, to shorten mission time. As I enter, I realize the full extent of the damage caused by the escapees. The specimen hall is trashed. There is one, maybe two specimens left in the stasis tanks. Suddenly a metroid hurls itself at me from a dark corner. There's something different about this one; I realize that after I kill it. Whereas a Alpha Metroid would have small horns and a couple of leg stubs, this one is more akin to the appearance of a small, underdeveloped Prime. I search the area and find an Elite Quarters with a stasis tank. I will use it to rest. Then the hunt will begin anew!

2009.6.22--

sector 8.367.77

The room fills with steam as as the stasis tank hisses open. I take the body and scan it. Apparently, it has been exposed to phazon while evolving and was put on the "prime" evolutionary pathway. I continue on my way. Another creature attacks. It is similar to an alpha, but it is less aggressive and does not attack. somewhat ironically (Yes, my cerebral cortex can identify irony) it has large, barbed tusks and powerful legs. It tags along quite like the Infant metroid. I decide to take a small liberty and spare its life. I kill all other mutated alphas I encounter.

2009.6.24--

sector 8.367.77

My scanner tells me I have destroyed every metroid but the Queen. Sensing eggs above me, I active a burrowing mini-thermonuclear bomb, place it on the ceiling and leave the room hastily. A satisfying 'Whoomph' and a drop to 0 on the egg count let's me know it worked. I continue on with my metroid and enter one last room. the thermal readings are off the scale, so it must be the royal chamber. I look carefully, and slowly the room becomes visible. It is large, larger than the entire research station back on our home planet. There lies the Queen. I have seen projections based of the Alphas DNA sample, but it never prepared me for this. I feel hot air rush past my face as it bellows louder than the engines louder than the engines of a class XVII dreadnought. I steel myself for the oncoming battle, and hope my strength will be enough...

2009.6.28--

sector 8.367.77

After scanning the beast, I discover that its innards are vulnerable to my weaponry. Despite this, I try for as long as I can to hurt its outer shell. It comes to nothing. Remembering the Alpha, I command it to distract the queen. As it floats around her head, I sneak under her belly. Charging my weapon up as much as possible, I let it loose. The blast shreds through her nuclei as I roll out of the way. She collapses, and my mission is done. All that is left now is to put a bio-damper on the alpha, drop it off at the undisclosed location and I'll be done.

Mission Complete?

interlude
2009.6.29--

>Sector information visuals updating. Inconvenience noted.<

After dropping the Metroid and the creature of at a neutral research station, I head into deep space and reflect. Command has been making fundamental mistakes recently. It has been beaten so many times. Zebes, the Federation system, BSL space station, Tallon IV, Aether...all major bases. All destroyed. All by one person. One measly little human. We need to blow her out of the sky. not one measly little platoon. The army. But no. They'll never listen to a grunt. *sigh*. The incoming mission light flashes, interrupting my thought. I prepare...

New Mission Incoming...

Mission 4:Destroy GF fleet stationed at the Feliza system
2009.7.1--

-->In transit to<--sector F.SS4536659.P87.36Q

My ship has a low warp speed, a class 7.6, so the trip will be long. I decide to start my log in transit. I am going to the Feliza system, an allied controlled location that has not gone unnoticed. Mainly, we use it as a checkpoint for supplies. The dogs think they can cripple us by cutting us off. The fools. My mission is to destroy the fleet there. I'm certainly capable, but it's strange. This is the work of ordinary raiders. Why am I being sent? Does command doubt me? Perhaps they plan on discontinuing me. Well, in that case I've got a plan. Just in case they check this, I'll encrypt it. >Data Encryption. Level 7. Visor unable to decipher. Log Ends<

2009.7.2--

sector F.SS4536659.P87.36Q

I have arrived at the Feliza system. My current plan is to unleash my single anti-matter missile at the bridge of the Head ship, thus crippling their fleet. As every pirate who has made it through their first annual knows the default strategies of the GF, it should be easy from there. My messages have been sent, and my preparations are being carried out at this time. If command tries to double cross me, they will regret it.

2009.7.3--

sector F.SS4536659.P87.36Q

My mission is failing. My plan worked fine until the head ship was destroyed. They have changed their default strategy. My ship is failing, and I have but one chance. I must destroy my ship by reversing the polarity of its neutron flow and releasing all dampers. This will cause the anti matter feed to flux, spreading a large sphere of it over the fleet, destroying it. I will have to use my spatial vortex manipulator to escape to a pocket dimension. If this does not work, I will be neutralized, quite literally, by my own weapon.