Wrote this at school, enjoy.
The Last Strands of the Galaxy
Two hundred golden, gleaming hulls, gathered on the fringes of the Galaxy .Terran arrogance had mandated the use of such a small force. They did not expect resistance.
For the Terrans, this was to be a glorious day . It would renew faith in the Reclaiming, a faith much needed. For weeks they had been advertising on televised and telecast intentions to crush the peaceful race of the Free Alliance flooding telecast, telegraph and televised networks with propaganda proclaiming their people the chosen of God, rightful owners of the whole galaxy. They will crush them humiliate them.
The system they were fighting in was not a primary system within the Free Alliance . It lay upon the edge and contained only various small military facilities and . It was, nothing, here that the mighty military of the Terrans will crush them. The Terran Empire had chosen to show the the Free Alliance undeniable might of their fleet, a force not even approaching the full size of the great Terran Navy.
The Free Alliance valued one thing above all else, information. Their need for information had led to the formation of the Free Alliance intelligence network, an entity with eyes and ears in every space port, cite, planet every were. It delivered to the Free Alliance every plan the Terrans had laid out for their assault even before the Terran commanders received the information to attack. This allowed the Free Alliance to plan for weeks the battle that would take place in one of their own systems.
It was a wide and diverse mixture of battleships and cruisers, each ship equipped with state of the art Terran laser, railgun, missel technology. Their ships were bulky and slow, but made up for their lack of agility with the devastating power of their batteries and heavy armor. The fleet organized itself in typical Terran military fashion a straight line designed to cut threw any defense to maximize the ghastly effect of fire against the enemy's front. Their hulls adorned with religious texts, televising messages televised of Terran might, interspersed with brain washing honor of the Reclaiming. This was their moment; this was what they lived for. They did not know what they were getting into!
The first volley of fire erupted from the Titan the command vessel, its turrets taking aim and firing as one, blue laser slicing into the side of a Free Alliance ship it obsorbed the energy voly until the vessel's hull ruptured, pieces of metal wires, human bodies it scattering like dust among the rank and file of the Free Alliance force. It Had Begun.
The Free Alliances forces split into smaller wings, each numbering 5 battleships, all equipped with devastating Alliance laser technology. Accelerating with frightening speed, they dove into the Terran ranks. Terran cruisers equipped with close-range weaponry moved to intercept as wave after wave of the smaller vessels engaged single targets, like a furious pack of wolves
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