So I was in my Nightmare in Penirgman, Parud Constellation, Domain and my agent had me go investigate a series of deadspace pockets in system. Rumor had it that the Arch Angels had set up a base in the area, and that they were preparing a major staging in Penirgman. So I was sent in…to dispatch of the angels.
While I was busy dispatching (they have really crappy ships compared to the Sanshas, I might add), a Catalyst warps in and starts looting and salvaging the angel wreckages left behind. I cleaned up the pocket from any remaining angels and then moved off about 20 kilometers off the Catalyst and melt him.
He warped his pod out, and I expected him to return, so I warped back to my home station in the neighboring system.
I suspected that he’d be waiting for me in Penirgman, so I dusted off one of my old acquisitions: The Sansha’s Phantasm. A wierd ship, to be sure, but what performance! Fast, agile, sturdy and capable of raining death upon an unsuspecting foe. I jumped back in just to check, and yup, he was sitting on the gate in a Dominix. Right, a cruiser up against one of the most feared battleships in the universe, I don’t think so. I slammed my microwarp drive and quickly increased the distance between him and me. He apparently understands that he has no chance to catch me, and warped off. This was my cue, and I warped back to the gate, traveled back to my station and had my hangar crew refit my Nightmare for close range brawling. Mega Pulse lasers instead of Tachyons, energy neutralizer, warp scrambler. I was going to be ready for this.
Just about finished with the refit, I dock my pod into the interface and request undocking permission, which was swiftly granted. Back in Penirgman there was no sign of the thief, but I expected him to be back soon. Funnily enough, as I entered the third deadspace pocket, there he was. I quickly sent a comms message to the only corporation member online, King Klown, and asked his position. “5 jumps out and in a Falcon.” he reported. My heart skipped a beat.
The laws of engagement in high security space forbade him to fire upon me now, but I was free to fire upon him, and with a Falcon on my side, what could go wrong? I locked him up and rained hell upon him with my megapulses.
His shields crumbled after the second volley, the generators overloaded by the sheer power of the lasers. His response was fast, and while not too unexpected, horrible. My insides froze over as I watched my capacitor get obliterated. “Where the fuck did my capacitor go?” was all I could think. Then I saw the crackling torrents of neutralizing energy emanating from his ship. A neut Domi…great, guess Klown will have to pick up the pieces of my ship.
Not ready to give up just yet, I committed myself entirely to the fight. Both our warp engines were disrupted beyond usage, and we were close together, his drones fired volley upon volley on my shields, while my lasers slowly ate through his massive armor plating.
I was having serious issues keeping my capacitor up, in spite of the heavy capacitor booster I had fitted to run the very demanding shield booster system that was on my ship. Gigajoule after gigajoule was streamed into the shield generators, rejuvenating them as the onslaught carried on. Suddenly I heard Auras wonderful voice tell me that the capacitor was empty, and that I had no energy to fire my lasers. Soon the shield hardening failed, and even my Damage Control, which required only a token amount of energy, failed.
As his drones was the greatest threat, I locked them up and sent my drones after his, while I kept my lasers on his ship. Every cycle of the cap booster gave me enough juice to squeeze more shield boost cycles and volleys out of it, and I was hanging by a thread now. I was really starting to think this was a bad idea when my warp disruptor and webifier sputtered and turned off. Another cycle of the cap booster and I was up and running again, the Dominix still not taking structural damage, and I was wildly flinging between 20% to 40% shields, boosting them every time I had cap to spare.
However, just as Klown uncloaked the Falcon right next to us, the Dominix shuddered and explodes in a brilliant flash. Apparently, he didn’t fit an armor repairer on his ship, and my onslaught eventually punched through his armor plating and breached his hull.
With Klown on the scene, I cleared up the last of the angel rats and the final wave of angels angrily entered the scene. Woop, would you look at that, a Hyperion on scan. The ID signature is unknown at this distance, but I instinctively knew it was the same guy. He was actually coming back? Mkay…finished off the Spider Drones that was sent on me by the angel commander (who was spouting profanities at me over the local channel) but I couldn’t kill him because he was way out of my scorch range (about 71 km away). Suddenly, the Hyperion came screaming out of warp.
I told Klown to stay cloaked and I opened up on the Hyperion at 35 km away. His shields melted like butter and was down before my lasers had cycled a third time. Once the lasers started hitting his armor plating, the damage wasn’t significantly lowered, but he was reparing at an impressive rate, and I assumed he’d learned his lesson and fitted a repairer this time around. He came burning towards me at high speed, probably with an afterburner on. Once in range, my warp core went offline and my sublight engines went to a crawl as his scram and web hit me. Heavy fire from electron blasters slammed into my shields, but I was holding. Four Mk II Ogres came roaring at me, and they made quite an impact on my shields together with the blasters.
In standard order, I sent my drones after his, and they got rapidly chewed up by my faster, smaller and nimbler Hammerheads. My enemy realized that his drones was rapidly getting lost, and retracted them. I told Klown to decloak and apply his magic, which he did. The Hyperion’s electronics, sensors and backups failed as Klown showered the gallentean battleship with wave after wave of interference from his ECM projectors.
Our enemy managed to compensate for the interference and managed to lock Klowns fragile recon ship and sent his drones for Klown, as he was well outside blaster range. The four Ogres almost obliterated Klowns shields in a few seconds, and I desperately locked them up and fired with my scorch amplified lasers. Four volleys later, the drones were space dust, and Klown was safe. The Hyperion soon exploded under the burns of my heavy neut and megapulses.
Just another day missioning.
Ancy Denaries