Garro: End Times

Chapter 1 Fire spread across the ship rapidly. One by one, each critical system was starting to fail. The ship’s and her brave valour crew’s only hope was to enter Slidespace and escape. However, this Magi flagship was alone in the darkness against five Order cruisers. That was not built specifically for destroying flagships. Between themselves, they could annihilate the poor ship over time. It was that time, which was approaching fast. “Damn the Order for their actions,” Davion cursed, in his dirty grey Angel plated armour with bright purple highlights around the shoulder as well as a breastplate. From his waist hung two important mysterious objects. The first was a railgun similar to Garro’s, although, his own had strange purple energy radiating from it. The second object was an ancient A4 book with a very used leather cover with an enchanted padlock. Shutting the book to all but him. It was rumoured that upon accession to full Magi Supreme Grand Master Jeremy gave the book to him as a duty to the Magi Order. Besides that, only Garro knows the content of the book. “Magi- we can’t survive like this,” a trooper screamed. “Sir, critical systems damaged: oxygen recycling, engines and shields. One more hit and our shields are down,” the ship itself reported. Looking over to the holographic map of the situation floating in front of him. Davion saw the five ships behind him. One in each corner and another directly behind them. They needed a plan. “All forces…” Before Davion could finishing the entire ship roared as missile ripped through the ship. Killing hundreds. “Shields are down! Engines are down! Slidespace engines are down!” Davion froze. All of the most important systems were down. “How long until you can repair yourself ship?” Davion asked. “With marine engineering help. An hour,” “If I channel some of my magic into the ship. Aiding with the repairing,” “Then 30 minutes Magi,” “So be it,” with a thought Davion forced some of his magic into the ship. “Sir, what our plan?” “All forces- turn off all non-essential systems and redirect all power to the repairs. Launch all remaining fighters,” “Of course, Magi,” Davion’s commander replied with a bowed of respect. Nevertheless, the ship only had about twenty fighters left since the rest were destroyed when the rest of the fleet was attacked. When they were docked at a major port planet after they managed to escort a colony ship filled with billions of people to safety. Overall, Davion found it strange that they were attacked and slaughtered when they were docking instead of being attacked when they were escorting an important target. Suddenly, an order drop came ploughing into the bridge as well as ten other places in the ship. At least thirty Cinealthans and one Cineachan came out. No give no quarter. Among the smoke from the fires that the pod caused. All of Davion’s men and himself they would only see gunfire as they got chopped down. Focusing on the room being clear, Davion managed to clear the smoke. Only to see his men being killed. He fired his gun with well-aimed shots. Destroying his targets with ease. “Not bad, Magi,” the Cineachan uttered, snapping the neck of one of his troopers. “Get off my ship now!” In one swift movement, the alien shot at Davion. The bullets grazed his left shoulder. Some Cinealthans came at him. Davion lunged forwards ripping the windpipe out of one and throwing the dead body like an axe as the other two. Chopping them messily into two. “Not bad,” Again, the ship started creeping at the Cinealthan beginning to think. Pointing his gun at the Order scum, Davion shouted, focusing his will: “You will tell me what you’re doing!” In fact, the psychic force was so strong that the alien fell back a bit. Giving Davion an idea. “I’m controlling your ship Davion,” “No, you’re not,” Using everything he knew, Davion focused on imagining his mind escaping his body and entering the Cineachan’s mind. He managed it. Screaming, the alien managed: “Get out! Get out!” “No, if you want to control my ship. You can,” Snapping back into his body, Davion jumped behind some computers as the Cineachans went into a seizure. When Davion was inside the beast’s mind. He gave it a new command: put all your magic into repairing my ship, so that’s what it’s doing. Nevertheless, part of the mind is trying to battle against that order. Within minutes, the alien boiled away as even its cells turned into magic to repair the ship. “Some minds are so weak,” Davion smiled. Although Davion was alone. All of his fellow people on the bridge were dead along with the Order forces. “All forces, report!” “Ship is clear for now, Magi. Although my scans detect more drop pod preparing to be launched,” “Thank you, Lieutenant. Ship- report!” “My Lord, everything is operational. The shields could give way at any point. I’ll continue to fix them,” As another high impact shot, tried to punch through the shields. Davion heard metal plates of the ship start to undo. “Plotting a course to Earth now!” before Davion could hit the launch button. A blade got forced into his chest. As his Magi biology kicked in, he ripped the blade out of his back and plunged the blade down the throat of the Basican behind him. Starting to loss conscious, he stumbled back to hit the button. He punched it. As his world went black into a medical coma, the ship opened a Slidespace and escaped. Seconds before the Order launched everything they had at them.