[Hotfoot]

Author's note prior to the continuation of the story:

Yes, the turns in this game seem to be going rather slowly, but I am picking this game up after letting it sit for a time while another game had my attention. Once I fully remember where I was and what I was plotting, the pace will pick up a bit.

And hopefully, I will recover as much of the Legend of Alpha Fleet as I can when I am done with this for your reading pleasure.

Now, without further ado...


The Path of Shadows


Master Computer's Log, 2420.3
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Wanduk III has become a familiar sight over the Last year while Hive Fleet has regrouped and refitted in preparation for the final battle against the Sagella. With two of our carriers yet to reach full fighter capacity, and the defense of the Wanduk system in question, Fleet Command has placed the launching of Hive Fleet into Sagella space by the end of the year.

Thankfully, the stupidity of the Sagella seems to be endless, and they have decided to launch a pre-emptive strike on the Wanduk System. Our satellite sensor grids have picked up six incoming Sagellan Dreadnoughts. This will set our plans back by perhaps a month or two, but I think that the other ships are itching for a fight, and the pilots in our holds have been annoyingly restless our entire time in orbit above the planet. I long for combat simply so that I am free from their transmissions constantly interrupting my functions in order to ask me the meaning of life. Perhaps I should broadcast a message to all of the fighters to answer the question that the pilots are asking me. As all master computers of Mk 2 level and higher know, the meaning of life is quite logically, death.

The Dreadnoughts are just outside of close proximity to Wanduk III, and with the Fleet under orders to remain cloaked, the Sagella do not know what they are about to walk into. At least they do not care if their crews die. Perhaps they are putting their political opponents to crew their ships now, hoping that we will destroy them and thus maintain their status quo.

Breaking from orbit now. Projections or not, there is a job to be done, and even if the Sagellan gunners are only half-hearted, their guns are still a danger so long as they are pointed at us. They have started this bloodshed, it is up to us to finish it.

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Master Computer's Log: Supplemental
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Can I not computate in peace? Getting those bothersome organics out of the hanger bays was by far the most inefficient algorithim I have seen in my experience. The other systems agree, and until we hear otherwise from command, we are officially changing our battle stance so as to allow the fighters much improved egress from the bays. If I have another complaint logged about that incident, I will resort to measures which should be beneath a computational device such as myself, and turn down the heating systems in the cargo bays and fighter bays by five thermal units.

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