Author: Death Jester PM
When the Leviathan Heavy Transport 'Orca' ends up at the wrong end of a Hyperspace trip, the results of their landing could prove disasterous.Rated: Fiction K - English - Adventure - Chapters: 4 - Words: 4,302 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 05-16-05 - Published: 01-17-05 - id: 2223366
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Note to all readers: This story is the fruit of a heated debate between my friends and I. The subject? Which would in a battle; An EVA or a Battlemech? Personally, my money's on the Battlemech, but some of my friends say that an EVA would have the upper hand.
This, dear reader, is my view on the question.
A Battletech / Neon Genesis Evangelion Crossover
By: Death Jester
Shinji, Auska and Rei stood in the control room, watching, and waiting. For hours now, they had been monitoring a large vessel that had entered Earth Orbit a day ago. The vessel was massive, easily over 1600 meters long and a large, very strange looking apparatus that looked like a massive sail that floated behind the vessel, itself 1560 meters in diameter. The hard lines of the space ship made it look like a massive battle station just from the sheer size of it, and the many weapon ports made the impenetrable looking spaceship even more menacing and lethal. There was nothing in the NERV Headquarters Armoury that could penetrate the projected armour factor of the vessel, not even the most powerful nuclear weaponry could produce enough offensive force to dent to massive vessel's thick armoured hide.
Ritsuko and Misato stood there, their coffee slowly going cold, computer screens flashing and blinking, the MAGI system computing at full power to project probable outcomes and battle plans to deal with almost any conventional military force. The NERV Headquarters was the holding station for the earth's most powerful weapon, The Eva's. These powerful bio-mechanical machines were built from information taken from the remains of the First Angel, Adam. Each of the three Eva's had readily available long and short ranged weaponry, gained from the access points scattered around the submergible city of Tokyo-3. Their armoury ranged from high-powered Automatic Rifles and Grenade Launchers to deadly, razor sharp close combat weaponry like Swords and Axes. The only weapon actually carried on the Eva's were their Prog Knives; a large, extremely sharp, close combat weapon that could be easily handled and used with little training, that looked a lot like a over-sized exacto knife.
Gendo looked on from his Command Chair, analyzing the situation. Could this jeopardize his plans? Would this change his strategy? He didn't know who this new threat was, he didn't even know if it was a 'who'. They could be almost anything. After their battles with the Angels and the failed attempt at the creating the Third Impact, Gendo was struggling to keep a firm grip on his position as Commander of NERV. Both Seele and the JNDF were both jostling for position in the struggle to gain the upper hand in the race to control what remained of the world. Gendo Ikari wasn't about to let his own plans of world domination fall to pieces just because some mass of space debris collided together and was sending off radio signals. Gendo watched the screen intently, waiting for something to prove him right, that there was nothing to worry about, so that he could go back to his scheming and politicking.
The staff of NERV stood there, watching, waiting, for what, they didn't know.
Leviathan Heavy Transport 'Orca'
Star Captain Albrecht Jorgensson looked out from his command chair, into that red and black depth that was known as Hyper-Space. The KF drives of the Leviathan were nearly exhausted, and they still had a good month's journey to go until they arrived at their destination: The Inner Sphere. Albrecht did not know why his Clan was re-locating to the Inner Sphere, but he was a dutiful and respectful officer, and the burden of command rested upon his shoulders. It was his responsibility, handed down to Albrecht by Khan Bjorn Jorgensson himself, to get this precious cargo, the lifeblood and soul of Clan Ghost Bear, to the planet Alshain and begin to re-settle the proud Warden Clan in the Inner Sphere. The other Leviathan Heavy Transport, code-named 'Rorqual' had a six month lead on the Orca, and Albrecht had a bet with the Captain of the Rorqual that he would get to Alshain first, despite carrying a heavier load and using a longer jump point route.
Not that that was a problem, Albrecht had found an effective shortcut that would allow him to cut his total trip time in half. It was a risky process, but the rewards were going to be worth it. He would risk burning out his KF drive by initiating this process and using this route, but he wasn't about to loose a bet, especially to a land force Star Colonel. He looked at his command team, and nodded ever so slightly.
"Commander Devon, what is our status?" asked the Star Captain.
"Sir, we are in dead space."
"No NAV beacons, no jump ship trails, no nothing. We are in dead space. I do not know how else to explain it to you, sir"
"No explanation needed, Commander. What of the planet below us? Any signs of life?"
"Yes, Sir. There are life signs on the planet; they seem to be monitoring us with sensors and satellite stations, offensive capabilities unknown at this time."
"Atmosphere is breathable; land is capable of sustaining life. E Class planet, Sir."
"Give me a damage report"
"Minimal damage incurred Sir; the high stresses of the trip have caused some of the forward bulkheads to buckle slightly, and we have lost 3 of the armour from the prow of the Orca. Nothing that the technicians cannot handle"
"Estimated time of repair in space"
"Two weeks and four days"
"Estimated time of repair on planet"
"Five days, sir"
down on the planet for repairs. I want this ship in perfect working
order before I even think of putting her back on course. Is that
"Sir, yes sir! Engaging Landing Sequence now, Sir!"
Albrecht sat back in his chair. If he could get the ship fixed and off-planet in a week's time, he would still be on schedule.