{"sf1_id":579822,"sf2_id":"Rm03K5We","title":"Rebellion Chapter 2","author":"Chaos121","words":2357,"posted_at":"2013-08-22T09:32:00.000Z","tags":["Cheetah","Dragoness","Gecko","Human","Lioness","M/F","Sci-Fi","Wolfess"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/579822-rebellion-chapter-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm03K5We","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/60/54/6054c11b-97b7-487c-bf74-9caf75c1ed21","description":"#2 of Rebellion\n\nThis is the second chapter in the Rebellion series and before you read please take note that several place names may sound made up but in actual fact they are real (for example Hay and the Hay planes are a place In New South Wales Australia (NSW for short)). Again sorry for any gramma and spelling I may have missed and any flow problems you may encounter and hope you enjoy it","content":"_Hay Planes, NSW, Australia, Earth_\n\nMike looked down at  \nthe Fuel gauge on the dash board and cringed as the needle dropped to empty,  \nthe needed fuel and they needed it fast after using the last drops from the two  \nJerry cans they had brought. Phil checked the cars on board GPS and found there  \nlocation tapping mike on the arm as he found where they were. The two had been  \ntraveling for about a day stopping at various locations along the way to change  \ndrivers, Mike had just got his P1's provisional licence several days before his  \nUncle was arrested and charged with assault and he was eager to drive so Phil  \nhad decided to share the driving giving the other time to sleep.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Hay is the closest  \ntown to us at the moment, I think the Road House or a petrol station may be  \nopen\" Phil speculated, he looked out into the murky black of night which was  \nonly smattered by the flash of reflective road markers and the light reflected  \nby wire fences. \"We can also stop for a rest you seem to be weaving a little\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMike nodded \"it the  \nbest course of action at the moment, the Fuel light has just come on and I  \ndon't know how long we can go running on just fumes\" he drove into the town and  \nfound the road house, he pulled in next to the nearest free bowzer and packed  \nthe car.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMike opened the  \npetrol cap and began to fill the tank while Phil went inside to buy some drinks  \nand some food. He finished the filling the tank when a he heard someone yelling  \nobscenities; he walked over to a car park where a black rental car sat. The car  \nwas a current model duel cab Toyota Hilux with several spot lights on the bull  \nbar, the driver's side door was open slightly and Mike could see a man yelling  \nas he hit the dash board before trying to start the car again and like the last  \ntime the car just chugged then stopped, the door flung all the way open and  \nMike got a good look at the man.\n\nHe was a tall man  \nwith a clean shaven face and neatly kept hair, he wore jeans and a long sleeve  \nshirt as well as what looked to be a suede jacket the man was of  \nAfrican/American decent and he looked to be a man of importance. The man turned  \nto the car and began to kick it shouting obscenities like 'you useless piece of  \ncrap' and 'yeah your indestructible... NOT!!!!!' mike walked up and stood there  \nuntil the man finished his Tirade hoping that he could be of some assistance.  \nFrom the look of him he was ether ex-military or in some branch of government  \nthat needed security, the man turned around and spotted Mile giving him a snort  \nbefore turning back to the car.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Need help mate?\"  \nMike asked as the man slammed the door, the man looked at him again and  \nlaughed. He knew that this man was clearly seeing him as just a kid fresh out  \nof high school and not a guy wanting to help.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"sorry man, I don't  \nthink you can help after all this heap of junk is a rental\" the man said with  \nan American accent, he looked at the car and slammed his foot into the side  \nboard again scuffing his boots, \"I should have gone with the other SUV's they  \nhad instead of getting this\".\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I could help, I know  \na little about a Hilux's inner workings and I might see something you may have  \nmissed\" Mike was not kidding when he said that he knew about how Hiluxes  \nworked, his Uncle had one and as a bit of payback for all the beatings he  \nsabotaged the engine on several occasions, \"Pop the hood and let me have a  \nlook\".\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe man shrugged and  \ndid as Mike asked, the bonnet popped up and Mike lifted it up to its full  \nheight. \"Ok turn her over\" Mike called the engine made a sound of wanting to  \nstart over but didn't, Mike scratched his head \"have you tried to pump the  \naccelerator?\" he asked the man shook his head and tried again this time there  \nwas a few splutters but still nothing.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Well it's a start I  \nsuppose, but it's still a duel fuel piece of crap\" the man said and thumped the  \ndash again. This made mike look up at the man in surprise, running around to  \nthe cab he looked for the switch that was used to change between gas and  \npetrol, within seconds he found it and he flipped it so it was now on gas, the  \nonly thing that made him cringe was the fact that the gauge was showing empty.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Quick help me push  \nthis to the gas bowzer over there\" he said and the two of them did so. By this  \ntime Phil had returned to see mike and the man pushing the Hilux next to the  \npump. The man began to fill the gas tank till it was at full capacity; he  \nquickly went in, paid for the fuel and returned to the car to try again this  \ntime starting it on gas, with a cough and a splutter the car started.\n\n\"Thanks kid, you're a  \nlife saver\" the man said with a happy cheer \"by the way my names Stanley  \nDonavan\" he extended a hand.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"I'm Mike, Mike  \nHamilton please to meet you\" he took Stanley's hand in a hand shake then  \nrealised that he left the hood up, he went around to close it when he spotted  \nwhat he thought was a crack in the radiator. He informed Stanley and he gave  \nhim a nod, giving one of the hoses a squeeze but nothing came out, with a sigh  \nof relief he slammed the hood down, gave Stanley another hand shake and went  \ninto pay for the fuel he paid for.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nStanley gave him a  \nwave and drove away, Mike watched him leave then went to complete his task a  \nlittle while after Phil arrived back at their car after a brief discussion on  \nwhat happened while he was gone Phil decided that he would drive for a bit so  \nMike relinquished the driver's seat for the navigator's seat. Now that they  \nwere stock up on snacks and drinks to keep them awake for a while the trip  \ncould continue, but nothing would prepare them for what they were to encounter  \nthat night.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n_Hyperspace at that very moment_\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMarci looked at her  \nnew bridge crew and sighed, she missed many of the faces of her old crew but  \nshe was now coming to terms with the fact that they were not coming back. The  \ngood news was that some of her original crew were still aboard when the  \nImperium attacked the Chimera base thus they managed to survive. Her helmsmen  \nwas a good pilot but was only the backup and he was not very experienced with  \npiloting a ship of this size, she would need to find someone more capable or  \ntrain him better but that would have to wait as another more pressing problem  \nwas about to surface.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Engineering to  \nbridge come in\" came a voice over the comm, Marci leaned ran her fingers over  \nher personal console and brought up her video link a small picture of a Lioness  \npopped up on the screen and smiled \"Hi captain, listen we have a slight problem  \nhere\" she said as her smile changed to a worried frown.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ok what is it this  \ntime? Did the bastards plant a bomb on the hull or something?\" Marci asked  \nlooking at the small picture, behind the Lioness the FTL drive looked like it  \nwas overheating a common problem for a Quasar class heavy Frigate such as the  \nHornet but she remembered requesting the whole system be overhauled.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"No not this time,  \nit's the cooling system the techs installed or should I say sort of installed\"  \nthe Lioness looked back over her shoulder as a jet of steam shot out from  \nbehind her, \"they installed it but they did a shotty job towards the end.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMarci cursed in a  \nwhisper knowing that the techs she hired ended up doing a botch job on her  \nships engines, the very heart of the hornet and now she was in pain \"Hailey,  \nhow bad is it down there?\" she asked in reply\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Lioness took a  \ndeep breath and looked back at the camera \"Not bad yet, but we need to find a  \nplanet with a breathable atmosphere to complete the job\" she jumped as a large  \nclunk got her attention \"and I think we need one now\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ok, do your best to  \nkeep the engines cool, I'll see if we have a place to land\" she replied and  \nturned to Galadriana, \"please tell me there is a planet nearby\" she said with a  \nlook of desperation.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"There's one in a  \nsystem not far from here, it's uncharted but from rudimentary scans it has an  \noxygen/Nitrogen atmosphere\" Gal replied, she forward the coordinates to the  \nhelm allowing the helmsmen to plot a course.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Helm plot a course  \nfor the planet, drop us out of FTL when we get close\" Marci commanded and the  \nhelmsmen agreed, he punched in the course corrections and the ship lurched to  \none side. A few minutes later the ship decelerated to Sub Light speed and moved  \nbehind the planets only moon.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Marci, look at these  \nreadings, the planet it's...\" Kal trailed off as the Hornet rounded the moon  \nbrining the planet into view, the sight was both mystifying and terrifying,  \nthey were looking at the planet Teran the very heart of the Human Imperium but  \nthe planet wasn't as developed, Kal checked the star charts and scratched his  \nhead \"That can't be right, that's Teran but the coordinates are wrong\".\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMarci looked over the  \nCheetah's shoulder and shook her head \"it's a Carbon copy of Teran, see no  \nartificial moon\" she turned to Galadriana \"have the spotted us yet?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Black Dragoness  \nlooked over to her and shook her head \"not yet but I doubt we will remain  \nhidden for long\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ok that settles it  \nthen helm, find us a suitable landing site and take us in\" she hit the talk  \nbutton on her communicator \"Nia, have you and the doc found the Sick bay yet?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Yes we have, the  \nartefact is secure and we are tending to any crew who were injured during the  \nevacuation\" replied a feminine voice \"and no he is not trying to get at my  \nvulpine pussy.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Ok just checking\"  \nMarci said trying to hold back a chuckle, she returned to her chair and began  \nto look back over her crew, she sighed again and tapped a few keys on her  \npersonal computer screen brining up a list of her crew. She began to scroll  \nthrough the names placing a killed in action (KIA) marker by those who didn't  \nmake it '_damn those Imperials, I'll make  \nsure they all pay double for every member of my crew they killed_ ' she  \nthought to herself. Suddenly a klaxon sounded \"what the?\" she was cut off as a  \nlarge jolt rocked the ship, \"Report, who the hell is firing on us\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"It's an Imperial cruiser  \ncaptain Leviathan class, it must have followed us\" the helmsmen replied as he  \nattempted evasive manoeuvres. He ran his hands over the controls like an artist  \npainting a masterpiece trying everything to keep the enemy from hitting them.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Damn it, out of all  \nthe ships to find us it had to be one of the Imperium's newly found living  \nships\" Marci cursed under her breath \"Gecks, can you get a firing solution on  \nthem?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Gecko looked at  \nthe consoles in front of him and smiled \"yes and there in Barrage range,  \nrequest permission to unleash hell\" he turned to Marci just as another jolt shook  \nthe ship. She gave him a nod and he worked like he was moving faster than the  \nspeed of light tapping keys left, right and centre then with a snort at the tactical  \nscreen he hit the fire button \"eat lead you fuckers!!!!\" he yelled while watching  \nthe feed from the rear external cameras, several turrets rotated around to face  \nthe enemy then unleashed a storm of weapons fire that cut through the empty  \nspace between the two ships. The Cruiser sensed the impending barrage and attempted  \nto protect itself however due to a long sustained flight through hyperspace and  \na lack of nutrients had weekend it thus the ship was sluggish and suffered immense  \ndamage to many of its key systems including its long range communicators,  \nsensors and several cannons used to disrupted shields.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs Gecks cheered Marci  \nturned to the helmsmen \"get us planet side, I don't care where you land us just  \nget us down before they blow us out of the sky!!!\" she yelled, the helmsmen  \ncomplied and began to pilot the ship into the atmosphere. '_hope we can make it_' she thought just as another massive jolt  \nslammed into the ship, alarms sounded and systems began to spark before the  \nbridge lights went dead.\n\nThe ship plummeted through the atmosphere like a  \nmeteor its outer hull glowing white hot. The cruiser fired several more shots  \nbut due to the damage it sustained it was firing blind, it was lucky to have  \nlanded a crippling blow as it was descending but now it was time to retreat to  \na safe place and lick its wounds. The hornet burned a trail across the sky  \nheading toward the continent of Australia the crew trying valiantly to keep it  \nin the air long enough to make it down safely not knowing if they were alerting  \nthe inhabitants of Earth in the process.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n* * *\n\nStay Tuned for Chapter 3\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Rebellion","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/570395-rebellion-chapter-1.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/584699-rebellion-chapter-3.json"}}