Hopefully, this story turns out better than the last, Finish this story PLEASE BE SERIOUS in the attitude toward this story, maybe we can start something without SPAM for once.
It's the general synopsis and yes it can slip between 3rd and 1st peson perspective and I ask anybody allowed to delete threads please DELETE SPAM.
The Great War
Battle for Deneb
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The 3rd planet of Deneb was being bombarded by debris from destroyed terran and vasudan ships. There were over 15 cruisers, 8 destroyers, 2 science vessels, and countless fighters raging in the thousands of both sides. Reflecting in the deneb star is the devil himself, the Lucifer, a shivan superdestroyer with it’s pitch dark hull with the color of red blood that represented the lives its took flew threw it like veins threw a demon. The ships huge structure eclipses the star from the surface of the planet. Many ships were fighting including a wing of terran medusa bombers fly through massive waves of shivan fighters firing their weapons, the bombers are gone in a matter of minuets. Another fighter is trying to loose a shivan tightly on him. Shifting in turns through debris and smoke. Heavy cannon fire was all over the battle zone. And the Lucifer powered up its beam cannons and shot at a Orion Class destroyer which ripped a hole in the side of the ship slowly ascended into the sky above the green oceaned panet with deserts surrounding the land. The Hercules class fighter was still dodging fire from behind him. He hit his afterburner when a missle hit his engine causing him to fly towards the planet. He cried as he went deep in the clouds completely invisible. Then he grabs the thrust pulling the fly stick towards him, swearing and praying he finallly gives up. He grabs a disk shaped device with a marble of light in the center, thinking “Im sorry.” kissing the device and disappeared beneath the clouds.
Thirty-Two years later....
On the 3rd planet of Deneb, thirty-two years later, a desert presence filled the planet with destroyed buildings of Vasudan’s designs lay in ruins. moving across the planet were skeletons of lives in the thousands that lied dead from the horrid day forever remembered. There were dead plains stretched to the infinite. Over a plain was a impacted crater and inside was a trail leading to a crashed fighter. A Hercules class fighter and leaning against the cockpit was a pilot with a disk in his hand. The disk flashed on and off a holographic projection of a lost man and his forgotten wife. And going up in the starry sky and debris is a terran Orion class destroyer with a hole through its side and the look of death in its eyes.
CHAPTER 1: THE ALPHA 1 ENSIGN
