A small while ago I finished the Battle Pirates - Story thread I thought about it afterwards and considered doing a short series of stories focusing on life on Michaels Island. I didn't think it would come around this quickly but... I got bored again.
Present Day, Senior Classroom, Michaels Island, Sector 73
Looking over the classroom Tech Captain Owen's experienced eye could see those that would crew his ships in the future. The oldest of the children was about to turn 16 years old and would face the choice everyone faced, join the Island's pirates or to serve in one of the island based professions. He could see the warriors amongst them, already having chosen their path either by choice or to follow a family member. He sat back in his wheelchair and looked at them all "Your teacher Mr McKenna has requested that I speak with you today and remind you of some of this island's greatest accomplishments and its most devastating failures." He said almost straight away a hand rose.
"Will you tell us of the Triton?" The young boy asked Owen responded with a smile.
"No, the Triton may have been given her name but she has not yet proven herself." Owen said disappointing the boy "instead I'll take us back to one of our earliest forages out into the Forsaken Seas. During those early days when we first discovered the Draconian Imperial Empire we also began to discover and understand their technology." Owen said "unfortunately not everything went as we planned."
Eighteen years before, Owen's office, Michaels Island, Sector 73
"They found another piece of that Strike Missile boss" tech Schmee said entering Owen's office, the Tech Captain smiled, it was the last piece the targetting system finally after months of fighting the Draconians they had finally found all the parts for the D51-L Strike Missile according to reports it was lighter, harder hitting and faster firing than the Rapier III Heat-seeking Missile they were currently using. "I think it would work well on the new Big ****." Schmee said smirking at the use of the tech's use of the nick name.
"It's Battle Barge Schmee, the Captain already said our nickname wasn't good enough for official usage." Owen said shaking his head "we have Battle Barge Six slated for us as a test bed vessel but we're going to need to wait for its completion for now we'll test it on land see if it is as good as we think. Have Dr McManus prepare a Rapier Battery along the rear of the Island; we'll set this thing up and test it at the same time." Owen said, it was always best to try and work out how a weapon would behave on dry land before it went into active service.
Several days later Owen stood beside Dr Rachel McManus, head of weapons development on the island near the rear area far from anything critical, the only thing close to them was one of the wind turbines and it was at least one hundred-and-fifty metres away, "So you think this is better than the Rapier III?" She asked quietly, Rachel was a young woman for her position graduating quickly she'd followed her mother's path into research and now represented the technical crews on the Captain's Table. She also took challenges to her equipment very seriously; the new Draconian technology interested her but also threatened the weapons her people were developing.
"It could be" Owen said cryptically "it's certainly lighter." that couldn't be disputed the Rapier missile was an effective medium ranged weapons system with a solid warhead however the missile relied on heat-seeking sensors to find its target adding significant bulk and drag to the weapon and to the launcher. Looking at the two systems side by side Owen guessed the Draconian system was maybe thirty tons lighter perhaps a little more.
"True" Rachel couldn't dispute "we'll see six shots each well test destructive capability and accuracy?" Owen nodded Rachel reached for her radio "firing team, fire when ready." She ordered the three men surrounding the Rapier launch system did a little work then fired the first missile. The Rapier III covered the forty metres rapidly before slamming into the target resulting in a decent sized explosion, Rachel smiled triumphantly. The Strike Missile followed hitting a target at the same distance. The Missiles continued firing out of six missiles fired five Rapiers had hit, out of the Strike Missiles only four had hit so far with one missile remaining to fire "last one Owen."
"Indeed, still with only four hits the strikes have done as much if not more damage than the Rapiers, they are lighter and are prepared easier." Owen reminded her ribbing slightly, they were on the same side but a little healthy competition never hurt. "Firing team fire last missile." Owen ordered into the radio handset. The last Strike Missile launched this time at the furthest target, the missile arced high into the sky then started to come back down Owen looked at it and thought there was something wrong but stayed quiet.
"Firing team detonate missile!" Rachel almost shouted into the radio after a few more moments as the missile seemed to level out instead of continuing to fall towards its tactic.
"We can't detonate the missile, it's not responding to orders." The reply came the missile flew directly towards the wind turbine, fortunately the fuel ran out before the missile reached the turbine, the flare at the rear of the missile dying before it slammed into the ground exploding.
"So slightly less accurate" Rachel said smiling Owen looked at the new crater on the landscape and nodded, at sea that wouldn't matter much.
My piece of Battle Pirates Fan Fiction: http://forums.kixeye.com/threads/125229-The-Battle-Pirates-story
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haha what an idiot..more money for king will and his tribe of merry idiots...you guys complain then just spend more...classic..