25th August 2012
00:44 GMT
Desire suppression and
grab.
Juluuni officers
fight weakly due to their training, but there's no passion to their actions as they're pulled across the bridge to me and stuck in a construct constraint box. I take a fraction of a second to send an interrogation command to the ship's computer, triggering its self-destruct.
"…of the Restitution, report in. If you do not respond, you-"
Singularity beam.
"-will be considered-"
I swing the beam in a low arc, space distorting as it slices through the ship's interior and out into space. Lights in the lower part flicker and die as I replace the projector with a construct jack and
shove the two parts of the ship away from each other like an angry pearl inside a mussel.
Situational awareness, ring. And interdiction field.
Compliance.
The ships are manoeuvring, spreading out and-. Huh, they can eject their gunship production modules. That lets them flush their stores faster, but… They can't make more. And it looks like that's an emergency action that can't be easily reversed, creating a critical weakness in their hull. On the other hand, against most Lanterns it's probably the best thing they can do. There are now a
lot of flak turrets out there.
Let's do something about that.
Positron beams, track and rapid fire.
Two weapon constructs appear just in front of me, aiming through the growing gap between hull fragments with their containment vessels glowing purple. Rays leap out, each one existing so briefly that the human eye can't truly see them but firing so quickly that there's a purple haze to the air. The positron beam doesn't convey a
lot of antimatter and compared to a true lightspeed weapon it's somewhat slow, but the gunships are unshielded and close enough and predictable enough that every shot is a kill. Really, I'm just trying to lure out any Scarab Warriors who are on-site and feeling-
I feel it as half the fleet tries to jump out. They disengage their drives in good order when they realise that that isn't going to be happening.
-lucky. They aren't used to being weaker than their opponents. It's not just me: in all other encounters with Orange Lanterns where the Lantern has lived to report back, the Scarab Warrior has stubbornly refused to quit the field. Oh, they'll evade an attack or fall back in the face of numbers, but they just refuse to give up. I wonder if it's a programming error?
The battleships turn, accelerating away from me at their best sublight speed. While they do that the cruisers cluster closer, trying to line their guns up through the gap in the hull to get a clear shot at me. Not a terrible idea by any means, though the prow-mounted guns of the battleships mean that they can't add their fire to the attack while moving away from me.
Incoming message.
I reform my singularity beam projector and aim it at one of the more on the ball battleships that is firing at the upper portion of my 'shell' as it turns.
Play it.
I fire, cutting a plane through its main drive and reaction mass reservoir. No explosion, because I'm using a gravity weapon, but as I send a positron beam that way… Yes, there we go. The battleship massing goodness knows how many tonnes
jerks in space at the force of the detonation, the hull coming apart from the inside.
"Illustres, you
are still alive."
I recognise
that voice.
"And you're out of qwa-matter. Good effort, though.
"
I aim and fire the singularity beam through the hull covering me, cutting through the battleship furthest away from me. I don't want them to think they can escape. I want them to stick around and try fighting me, because if I have to chase after them it'll waste my time. Shots from the cruisers are sporadically hitting my construct armour and the positron beams aren't doing anything to their shields.
"Your construct defences
are impressive. I will have to use a bigger bomb next time."
A scything motion from the singularity beam and the cruisers aren't quite so aggressive any more. Given all of the options that a power ring grants its user, I feel that I'm being a little boring here. But…
Well, when one form of attack is virtually always superior in effect and there's no way that you can cow the enemy into submission with a more showy attack… It just makes
sense.
"No, no, the qwa-matter worked. The problem is that I'm immortal.
"
Now, do they have enough free will to work out that there must be a
reason why I'm staying in one place? Oh, ring, acquire genetic scans of everyone in the region.
Compliance.
"That seems
unlikely."
"And yet, here we are.
"
I replace the jack construct with an oversized clamp construct and
push, lifting that half of the ship off me to give myself a better angle. Usually, I'd request an opponent's surrender by now. Or they'd offer it.
"You've got data on qwa-matter explosions and construct defences. You know that there's no way I blocked that.
"
But there's only so many times you can have someone suicide bomb your prisoner handling units before you learn not to do that. Still, it would be interesting to see how much freedom their admiral has, and the additional biological samples could be useful.
"Orange Lantern Illustres to surviving juluuni vessels. Power down your engines and surrender, or I will destroy you.
"
The next shot with my singularity beam goes through the bridge of the crippled cruisers. Two lucky effectives in that class left, and a few dozen gunships who dodged behind something.
"True to the Writ we live. True to the Writ-"
Track transmission and fire.
Compliance.
"-we-."
That battleship gets cut in half lengthwise.
"Die, yes. Anyone else?
"
Mildly interesting, though. The Reach don't usually perform that sort of indoctrination. Loyalty to the Reach as a political entity, yes, but they don't share their religion with aliens.
The battleships open fire en masse, the ship around me still intact enough to block most of the opening barrage. I swing-.
A small bolt of energy hits me in the faceplate, and I turn to see that… Huh, okay, I'm impressed. A couple of juluuni marines made it this far, breaching the bridge and getting a shot off. My positron beams-.
No.
My railgun shots cripple their arms and legs, then I grab their weapons and destroy them before shoving the marines into my containment unit. They earned that.
But no one's surrendering. And looking at their desires, no one is even considering it.
Singularities all round it is, then.