Operation Starfall - Escalation
Rivkah Of Unity
Dad wasn't alone.
Realising that his team weren't getting followed - why would they, it was obviously an attempt to divide them, they weren't going to fall for that - Dad immediately sought to turn the battle around. Got Valerius to link him up with other formations, and by the time he exploited Mum using herself as bait he had a mixed arms formation.
And with the seven best equipped Olinbar now down, the rest of the Olinbar in the hangar surrendered rather than be eaten.
While he and Mum were reuniting, Valerius found out about a big problem.
"Central to all, self-destruct system has been activated. Tactical advance protocols active."
I run to my parents. They're a bit distracted by cuddling each other. I interrupt. "Mum, Dad, focus."
They stop nuzzling. Mum asks first. "What's happening?"
"They've activated the self-destruct."
Mum rolls her eyes. "Urgh, why can't... Imperatrix-Actual to Central, status report."
"Self-destruct system has been activated. I've halted further deployments, and dispatched recovery shuttles."
"Anything we can do to stop it?"
"Negative; cooling system has been vented to space deliberately."
It doesn't make sense. "Why vent the cooling system?"
Mum turns to me. "Because they can make the power consumption systems melt the ship without cooling." She pauses. "Imperatrix-Actual to Central, is there a possibility this is a distraction to make us withdraw?"
"They've vented the cooling system. We have hundreds of thousands of litres of coolant being ejected from the refilling ports. It's for real. Heat dissipation will start melting the ship in ten minutes - remember, this ship uses orders of magnitude more power than anything we have."
I pause to feel the surroundings. Not much difference here, but this is just a hangar...
"Are we in a position for contingency plan six?"
I search my memory. Six... Six was the controversial one about rescuing Olinbar with our forces. Valerius replies after a long wait. "I'm not sure there's enough time for us to recover our fallen as well as surrendered opposition."
"Understood." Mum pauses. She looks to our new captives. "Imperatrix-Actual to all; enemy have sabotaged their vessel by emptying the coolant. Critical ship functions will melt in minutes, and the ship as a whole will be scrap metal in a matter of hours. We are disengaging. Confirm, disengaging. Update to follow."
She walks over to the Olinbar conscripts. They've been disarmed and bound. "Your leadership has decided to destroy this ship. You have a choice - follow our orders, or become prisoners of war, or we leave you behind. Say you can follow orders and don't and I will feed you to them." She points at us Xenaya. "Who wants to stay on the ship?"
Several stand. A few more join them. Peer pressure means that eventually they all stand.
"Suit yourselves." Mum turns to the rest of us. "We're leaving. Imperatrix-Actual to all, follow operational protocol regarding Olinbar prisoners."
Alexandra turns to Mum. "We need the ship Naomi."
Mum looks at her. "Alexandra, it's over. We won, and the enemy would rather spitefully destroy the Flagship than live. We'll pick through anything useful once it cools down."
Alexandra looks at the floor. "I... Just thought that maybe we could press on."
"We have to move." She looks around.
The walls are smashed up.
Chunks have been blasted out.
Most of the ship isn't even airtight now.
A lot is radioactive.
I look at Alexandra. "Honestly, the damage we've done is so much that it would be easier to build a new Flagship than fix this one."
She looks around, and eventually nods. "Yeah. You're right." She sits, and she cries as the emotion gets to her. I put my arms around her. Her face is that of someone who was told the future, and has found it was something else altogether.
She looks at me. At Naomi. It's starting to feel warm. Mum is talking to Valerius, I talk to Alexandra.
"Are you ok?"
She sobs. "I failed."
I smile. "Hey, we beat the Flagship. That's the important thing."
She smiles. "True."
Shuttles begin arriving. I look at Mum. Dad stands with her. I join them. "Why are we waiting?"
Mum nuzzles Dad. "First in, last out. We'll oversee the retreat."