Steve 2, The Fall of Margaritavile
The night air above the city of Seattle felt as if it hadn't moved in ages. The portals hung low in the afternoon sky just off the coast, above the city. Suddenly things began to stir within the portals. The portals melted into each other, creating one large portal. A massive ship pulled itself slowly out of the portal.
Alarms began to sound within the air force carrier floating just off the coast off Seattle, one of the radar men turned toward the captain, "Sir! Some sort of large floating battleship has appeared over the city!" The captain turned toward his comm station, "Mr. President are you getting this?"
Harrison Farr looked at the screen, on it, the massive floating battleship, the Gabok hovered menacingly over the American City. He than turned towards Jenny and his top generals. He then nodded towards another screen, on it was Jessica White, behind her stood a man in a Hawaiian shirt among others. She spoke, "Sir, that vessel is hostile, we are en-route as quickly as we can. President Farr turned back towards the screen with the air force carrier on it. "It's hostile captain. Bring it down"
The captain of the air craft carrier knew exactly what he needed to do. "Move to DEFCON 1 people, we are engaging that thing with everything the U.S. Military has given us. The lights turned to red, people began running within the carrier. Up above, Jet Fighters began to take off among the sirens, the carrier was maneuvering as well. It began moving towards the Gabok.
Jourdan stood watching the screen on the bridge of the SPOT. She turned quickly and ran to the comms area of the bridge. "Get me the head elder of the Seattle outpost." The screen popped up immediately. "Elder, Send everything you got"
The Air Craft carrier stopped. It was directly under the Gabok, It raised its Cannons toward the ship. All of its fighters flew overhead. Behind them, 50 Corrollas pulled into formation.
Harrison Farr moved to the broadcast room. Jenny ran behind him, "Sir! Don't you think you will cause a panic?!" He turned back towards her, "No, Jenny, the time for panic has passed, the people must know of what is going on, Today I will tell them, that tonight, we battle for all that is good and right. Now, they must know the stakes we all face" "Yes, SIR" President Farr turned back to his chair, sat down, adjusted his microphone, and looked up at the camera. "It's time."
With a large CRASH, the main cannons of the Battle Cruiser fired their payloads at the Gabok. At that very moment, hundreds of demons poured out of the Gabok. They clashed with the jet fighters as the corollas dived underneath taking on lower flying demons. The large payloads crashed through demons as the ordinance headed towards the Gabok.
Every TV in America showed the same picture. President Farr addressed his people. "My fellow citizens, as you may very well know, this last year has been a trying time. First discovering the existence of pure evil and than watching as it threatened the very fabric of our society. Than discovering that an organization of warriors led by a band of heroes were fighting a desperate battle to save our existence. And finally watching as it culminated in a miraculous victory. However I must tell you all that that evil has come again, and now it will take more than just a band of heroes to defeat it.
The demons crashed into the corolla's fire as Jet Fighters began ducking and diving away from the demons. The fire from the main cannons of the battle ship slammed into the side of the Gabok, a large bloom of smoke and fire rose from the site, but nothing else, the fire had not damaged the Gabok at all. "Negative Impact, Sir!" someone shouted at the captain. "Hit it again." The carrier fired again and again. The Gabok turned towards it.
President Farr continued talking, "This time it will take everything we have, from our military technology to our scientific prowess to the strong will and courage of every man woman and child of this great country, of this great world. We must stand together against this Evil."
Jet fighters were going down in flames everywhere in the air, the beige Mormon corollas were holding out, but just barely. Almost all of the Jet fighters had been destroyed. What was left of the beige corollas came back together in formation as the Gabok's main weapons began to glow green. They flew towards the Gabok, Firing as hard as they could. The U.S. Air Craft Carrier's weapons were firing as fast as they could, but the heat of the guns were takings its toll on the great ship. The Gabok's weapons were now enveloped in green energy. It was quite for a brief moment.
"Never once has man had to face the vast army of darkness itself as we do today, but that does not mean we cower in fear, it does not mean we run from it, we do not give up or go silently into the night, no not this people, not this society, not everything our ancestors have fought for, no tonight, we fight, and by god, tonight we win.
The green fire erupted from the Gabok in two directions. In one direction it tore threw the last of the Mormon defenders on its course strait into the air force carrier. The other direction went strait into the city of Seattle, The ship and the city erupted as green shockwaves flew out across the ground, within 10 seconds the structures disappeared into the green. The city and its defenders were nothing more.
Jess did not give one command as the reports flowed into her comms center, the reports of demons pouring out above major cities, the reports of mormon warriors falling back in the face of large numbers of demons. The reports of Canadian troops moving across the border against American Forces. She merely looked at her crew, her friends, and her warriors, than back out the front bridge window.
The SPOT's engines roared as it sped towards the Gabok.
Alarms began to sound within the air force carrier floating just off the coast off Seattle, one of the radar men turned toward the captain, "Sir! Some sort of large floating battleship has appeared over the city!" The captain turned toward his comm station, "Mr. President are you getting this?"
Harrison Farr looked at the screen, on it, the massive floating battleship, the Gabok hovered menacingly over the American City. He than turned towards Jenny and his top generals. He then nodded towards another screen, on it was Jessica White, behind her stood a man in a Hawaiian shirt among others. She spoke, "Sir, that vessel is hostile, we are en-route as quickly as we can. President Farr turned back towards the screen with the air force carrier on it. "It's hostile captain. Bring it down"
The captain of the air craft carrier knew exactly what he needed to do. "Move to DEFCON 1 people, we are engaging that thing with everything the U.S. Military has given us. The lights turned to red, people began running within the carrier. Up above, Jet Fighters began to take off among the sirens, the carrier was maneuvering as well. It began moving towards the Gabok.
Jourdan stood watching the screen on the bridge of the SPOT. She turned quickly and ran to the comms area of the bridge. "Get me the head elder of the Seattle outpost." The screen popped up immediately. "Elder, Send everything you got"
The Air Craft carrier stopped. It was directly under the Gabok, It raised its Cannons toward the ship. All of its fighters flew overhead. Behind them, 50 Corrollas pulled into formation.
Harrison Farr moved to the broadcast room. Jenny ran behind him, "Sir! Don't you think you will cause a panic?!" He turned back towards her, "No, Jenny, the time for panic has passed, the people must know of what is going on, Today I will tell them, that tonight, we battle for all that is good and right. Now, they must know the stakes we all face" "Yes, SIR" President Farr turned back to his chair, sat down, adjusted his microphone, and looked up at the camera. "It's time."
With a large CRASH, the main cannons of the Battle Cruiser fired their payloads at the Gabok. At that very moment, hundreds of demons poured out of the Gabok. They clashed with the jet fighters as the corollas dived underneath taking on lower flying demons. The large payloads crashed through demons as the ordinance headed towards the Gabok.
Every TV in America showed the same picture. President Farr addressed his people. "My fellow citizens, as you may very well know, this last year has been a trying time. First discovering the existence of pure evil and than watching as it threatened the very fabric of our society. Than discovering that an organization of warriors led by a band of heroes were fighting a desperate battle to save our existence. And finally watching as it culminated in a miraculous victory. However I must tell you all that that evil has come again, and now it will take more than just a band of heroes to defeat it.
The demons crashed into the corolla's fire as Jet Fighters began ducking and diving away from the demons. The fire from the main cannons of the battle ship slammed into the side of the Gabok, a large bloom of smoke and fire rose from the site, but nothing else, the fire had not damaged the Gabok at all. "Negative Impact, Sir!" someone shouted at the captain. "Hit it again." The carrier fired again and again. The Gabok turned towards it.
President Farr continued talking, "This time it will take everything we have, from our military technology to our scientific prowess to the strong will and courage of every man woman and child of this great country, of this great world. We must stand together against this Evil."
Jet fighters were going down in flames everywhere in the air, the beige Mormon corollas were holding out, but just barely. Almost all of the Jet fighters had been destroyed. What was left of the beige corollas came back together in formation as the Gabok's main weapons began to glow green. They flew towards the Gabok, Firing as hard as they could. The U.S. Air Craft Carrier's weapons were firing as fast as they could, but the heat of the guns were takings its toll on the great ship. The Gabok's weapons were now enveloped in green energy. It was quite for a brief moment.
"Never once has man had to face the vast army of darkness itself as we do today, but that does not mean we cower in fear, it does not mean we run from it, we do not give up or go silently into the night, no not this people, not this society, not everything our ancestors have fought for, no tonight, we fight, and by god, tonight we win.
The green fire erupted from the Gabok in two directions. In one direction it tore threw the last of the Mormon defenders on its course strait into the air force carrier. The other direction went strait into the city of Seattle, The ship and the city erupted as green shockwaves flew out across the ground, within 10 seconds the structures disappeared into the green. The city and its defenders were nothing more.
Jess did not give one command as the reports flowed into her comms center, the reports of demons pouring out above major cities, the reports of mormon warriors falling back in the face of large numbers of demons. The reports of Canadian troops moving across the border against American Forces. She merely looked at her crew, her friends, and her warriors, than back out the front bridge window.
The SPOT's engines roared as it sped towards the Gabok.