Chapter One - the beginnning...

Angel and Raistlin...

Fire raged around Raistlin's ship as the opposing fighters ducked and weaved. Missiles and torpedoes screamed past him, their flares hurting his eyes
as they missed him by inches. He knew that there was little chance of winning this battle. The rest of his squadron had already been either destroyed,
or had to leave the battle in order to survive. The humans had pulled together a massive fleet, intent this time on sending XEF to their graves.
An ominous warning sounded in Raistlin's cockpit; Hull breach imminent! He cursed aloud and swung his ship around in a tight arc, determined to
destroy as many human fighters as possible before he died. As the missiles flew and yet another ship died in a burst of flame, he felt a strange
throbbing in his head. It was obvious that the others involved in this titanic war felt it too; ships were tumbling around space, pilots unable to control
them. Suddenly, a jump hole opened in front of him. Raistlin jumped, crying out in shock at this sudden intrusion. A ship flew out of the hole, and
began laying waste to the human pilots. As Raistlin turned his ship to follow this new combatant, the jump hole grew in size, the intensity of the light blinding him, making him shield his face. Everything went black.

When Raistlin woke, he was lying on an uncomfortable bed in a narrow metallic cell. The place was warm, and there was a faint smell of burning in the
air. He stood and began to search for ways out of the room when one of the walls vanished, and he was looking into a huge chamber.“Are you not
thankful for the saving of your life?” A voice inquired.“Who are you?” Raistlin demanded. He could feel his blood boiling, getting angrier by the second
that someone had imprisoned him. A figure appeared in the centre of the room. It wore a hooded robe, but did not seem right. There were sharp
protrusions causing rips in the fabric, and it looked as though it was in great pain.“I am Angel.” “I asked who are you, not what are you!”
“I have answered your question, and the one you left unasked at the same time. No doubt you would have asked ‘What are you?' sooner or later.”
“Do not try my patience, stranger. I am strong enough to tear you in half,” Raistlin growled.“Indeed.” The stranger's voice took on a mocking edge.
“Try it.”
Raistlin needed no further encouragement. He leaped forward and tore into the hooded robe… only to find that its occupant was gone. The being
called Angel was standing behind him, wearing yet another deep hooded robe.“Alright, so you've got a few tricks up your sleeve.” Raistlin conceded,
grinning openly. “What is it you want me for?” “I want peace.” “Peace? Then you are weak. And you have come to the wrong person.” “I would ask
you to think on the word peace. To achieve peace, one must wage war. To wage war one must be in search of peace.” “A fair point.” Raistlin looked searchingly at Angel. “Well, why do you need me for war?” “Your race has been responsible for thousands of deaths among the weak mortals of Sirius.
I have felt each death, and I have grown stronger for it. You have helped me greatly in reaching the stage I'm at now.” “And you wish to wage war,
to the end of making peace?” “Humans, xenos, all of them. They do nothing except fight for their own lives. They do not have the right to that
decision.” “And we do?” Raistlin was beginning to like the sound of this. An ally, to help in the destruction of humanity.“Yes. You know why you are
here, don't you?” “Not as such, no.” “You have killed many. You have felt no remorse, and you have not given pity. You have left the weakness of
higher emotions behind. You have fallen.” Raistlin considered Angels words. It was true that he had killed and killed again, not caring for those he
destroyed, many times enjoying the deaths of others.“Yeeessss, you are right. And this is the reason you need me?” “I am gathering together all
those who feel the same way as you, those who kill and destroy and take chaos and havoc wherever they go. Soon, those who have fallen will be
united, and we shall fly and fight for one common goal! Annihilation of everything that stands in our path!” Raistlin's blood began to heat, adrenalin pumping through his veins. When he spoke, his words were slurred in the snarl of animal hungry for blood;“YES! We will go to war!”

“TO WAR!” With these words, Angel seemed to grow, the hooded robe shredding as he lifted himself off the floor. His great flaming wings flapped in
the still air, dripping fire and filling the room with light and heat. They spoke together, and their words echoed for hours after they had left;“To war!”

Chapter Two - the clan grows

[Fallen]-storm is born...

gav1984 wrote:

"From Character Stories Thread"- [x]the_coming_storm[x] - a storm is coming... it will sweep through all the systems of sirius. it will return fear to the hearts of traders, make them quake at the sound of jump gates activating and that erie quiet sound of space. No one is safe, not the mighty fleets of the navy, not the freelancers or mercenarys of sirius, only pirates have the knolowage/skills to avoid the coming storm......

The storm raged devouring all that stood in its way, it went from system to sytem sending traders fleeing left right and centre, but the storm was beginning to fade and grow week, it was losing momentum and spirit. Something needed to be done to carry on the good work that it had begun.

There was something new in the air, a force that had seen the work the storm had been doing and agreed with its goals and agreed that it could not
stop here....

The storm was traveling though sirius when there was a sound and a flash, then there was a voice... it was the voice of Angel. He looked at the storm
and the storm looked back... no words were said.... none were needed..... the storm started to change, new life was breathed into it. the storm had
been reborn.

the storm was no longer coming ,it was here, with new life and passion in its heart
[x]the_comming_storm[x] was reborn [Fallen]-storm and with the power and might to continue its quest under a new banner to achieve its goals and
the goals of the [Fallen] [Fallen]-storm -

[Fallen]DNA666 is formed-

As the [Fallen] Raistlin, Angel and storm continue their quest, wandering the Sparta system...
...they sense the spirit of a fighter. A fighter that has been prisoned in the sun of the Sparta system, doomed to suffer greater pain than a living
organism can take and that for decades.

The [Fallen] fired with all their weapons into the sun and the spirit was freed. In the same moment the spirit became flesh, flesh of a fighter. Cause it seemed like the prisoner lived in his prison like he would live in hell they gave him the name DNA666. The freed fighter promised eternal loyality to the [Fallen] and so became [Fallen]DNA666

[Fallen]-Zal is admitted-

After leaving his family Zal wandered Sirius, attacking everyone and everything he saw. One chance encounter with [Fallen]-Raistlin was all it took to
lure him in, upon seeing their work he had hope for a new home. Their purpose was now his purpose, his only reason to continue his tortured
existance. His fractured mind wraped around his new life, bringing with it a sort of twisted sanity. No longer was he randomly attacking everything
he came across, but coordinating his efforts to destroy everyone with the other [Fallen].

He still suffers bouts of random attacks, he is still a broken man and sanity is a fleeting thing to him. Under the watchful eyes of other [Fallen] he is
one with the ranks, but alone he reverts back to his former days of attacking random targets.

Chapter Three - the Call of a pirate...

the [Fallen] had grwon strong.. Their presence was felt all over Sirius, from the small and safe planets of the Liberty Systems right through to the
Unknown Teritorys. Even the might of the Monkeys, Robots or Nomads could not stop them.

But things were starting to change....Raisltin had heard the call of his old dead priate brothers callin him back, he looked into his heard and found he
must return to help them with their quest, while he loved the work he had done as [Fallen] he needed to return to help his long lost brothers reclaim
the lands and fortunes they had lost...and so he left to follow his heart and his pirate longings.

This depature of a great leader caused a ripple in the [Fallen] pool and in order to stabalise this Angel decided that he would pass the reins over to the Favoured of the [Fallen] so they could continue with the ideals we hold dear while he went off on a secret but important quest of his own.

Storm and SeLzAm accepted this honour on the contdition that they would only be keeping the seat warm until the Mighty Angel returned from his personal quest. And with that Angel departed to proceed with his quest.

Determined not to lose control of the [Fallen] Selzam and storm moved quickly to stabalise their ranks by showing them a new home, deep in the heart
of Chugoku Space. They reclaimed the abbandoned Kupo base, an ex Blood Dragon Base. From this location they would have access to all their hunting grounds.

Chapter Four - A NEW DAWN

The FALLEN had grown tired...... they had spread themselves thin across the VOID and people were no longer fearing their wrath...

The nomads had increased their efforts and attacks on the inner systems and the clans and factions of Sirius were focusing on that war front...

Storm had an idea.... "This is the time to strike" he thought... the monkeys, Robots and Naval clans of the VOID were all in battle against the nomads
and were unaware of the new jump holes appearing in Chugoku. These gateways would enable us to strike hard and fast at the inner systems of Sirius

Storm contacted and rounded up those of the FALLEN left in the VOID and told them of his plan..........

We will attack each and everyone of the Factions and clans of VOID till no one is left.......
We will atatck anyone and everyone we can find as our Great Leaders of the past have shown us...
No system will be safe....No trader will relax.....the Naval forces will cower at the thought of our presence....

And so it began........

The VOID was entering a NEW DAWN new systems were being discovered...new factions were makin their presence known.....

the FALLEN took advantage of this and struck hard at the heart of Sirius......
Many died as the FALLEN attacked system after system attacking clan after clan till no more were left to fight

There had been many casulties on both side but the clans of VOID had been reminded who the FALLEN are and once again feared the name of the FALLEN once more....

Unfortunatly we had suffered many casulties....including our own [Fallen]Goldy but there was good news comming...

As the VOID entered a new phase in its existance all hell was about to break lose as [Fallen]Angel returned.......


the story continues ............................