Sunday(was suppose to be Friday) Fan-Work

Note:Again, I apologize for the very late posting

Evening and Happy Sunday. It’s your boy, Choujin here.

Guess what? Another Chapter of Slayer of Foultongues! So If you want to catch up, you can either catch up from last week’s story or you can start all the way from the beginning.

Last time on Slayer of Foultongues….

An Acheronite recon team arrived at the small outpost Bit was in, investigating the cause of the missing patrol that our Kiralin killed. Finley and a small band of Terrans led a surprise attack on the Acheronite patrol with Bit killing the captain. Knowing that more will come, the town decided to pack up and flee to an abandoned mining station known as Smuggler’s Gorge. Meanwhile, the Achronite Priestess grew distressed and angered over news that a small group of humans caused enough issues with their forces. She ordered her commander, the Amazon named Orda, to squelch this resistance. After an ambush from the Acheronite air squadron while in Satan’s Badlands, the group managed to evade the group through a sandstorm. Though they suffered losses, the Terrans made it to Smuggler’s Gorge.

And now the Conclusion….

Slayer of Foultongues: Chapter 3

Written by TheChoujinVirus

The night on Bindi X brought out some much-needed peace and quiet for the time being. Bit volunteered for the night shift. The sounds of the wind blowing through the gorge calmly while there’s the sound of some people chattering and moving about. It wasn’t like the bar back at the small town the Kiralin first arrived to. He then blinked before turning toward the sound of someone walking toward him.

“Doin’ the night shift hm?” Said Finley “the night’s pretty quiet.”

Bit nods “It is..though I’ve seen some critters moving about here. I never expected Bindi X to have life.”

Finn laughed at Bit’s statement. It was a surprise to see an alien confused at the fauna of a world, especially on mining worlds.

“Oh then you’ve never seen a desert wolf or plague doctor.” Finley said “those things can surprise any tourist here. Especially plague doctors.”

The kiralin looked puzzled at Finley, “plague doctor? You mean like those old terran doctors during your dark age?”

“I wish,” Finley said “plague doctors are eight legged crustaceans that behave like parasites. They feed on electricity, and latch themselves to some critters here in order to feed off their ‘biolectricity’ or something. Hell, them eggheads say strange stuff. All I know is that these little bastards like to get themselves into machinery.”

“Thanks for the tip..I’ll have to watch for those ‘plague doctors’ “ Bit said.

Finley nodded quietly before offering his flask of alcohol for Bit. The Kiralin quietly turned down the offer, Finley simply just scoffed and replied “I thought you wouldn’t mind human drinks.”

Finley then walked away from Bit, finding the Kiralin wasn’t in the mood to drink. Bit simply went back his watch, staring out onto the sky to ensure no Acheronite ships were about. The night sky billowed like a blanket of twinkling stars, distant nebulas and everything that makes the boring night watch into a canvas. For Bit, it was something that made him feel a tad twang of homesickness.

Morning arrived, the stars in the sky vanishing as the sun rose. The liveliness of the convoy camp bustled to life as people gathered to pick up their morning rations, water and preparing what would be their everyday lives in a state of probable war. The Kiralin was taking some much-needed sleep after his night shift. However, he would be woken up by Maria as she tosses him his breakfast, which was a rectangle shaped bar of grain and powdered protein.

“Thanks,” He said to Maria

“No problem, the stuff’s not breakfast but it can hit the spot when needed,” Maria said

She sat adjacent to Bit, her lizard tail wagged like a puppy while she eating her breakfast. The Kiralin chuckled at the sight.

“Do you always wag when you’re happy like some terran canine?” He asked

An embarrassing blush crept on her face as her tail stopped wagging followed by her face turning into a scowl.

“No! And if you bring that up with Finley, I’ll shove a plague doctor down your pants,” replied Maria indignantly.

Bit simply cocked his right eyebrow in confusion, “Hey settle down, I wasn’t trying to be rude. I just never seen a lizard wag their tail.”

“Well I don’t and I only do that when I’m happy or nervous.”

The Kiralin just took a bite out of the breakfast bar as his eyes gaze over at Finley and two other terran townsfolk heading over toward a large congregation of other townsfolk. Whatever they were doing it attracted Bit’s curiosity. He got up from his spot and headed toward the group as Maria watched him.

“hey, where are you going?” she asked

Bit didn’t give a reply as he was more interested in what was going on than Maria’s question. She huffed angrily as she yelled back “If you tell Finley, your ass is plaster!”

The large congregation of people were made up of some of townsfolk that were discussing strategies on fighting the Acheronite occupation in New Austin.

“-around several of them,” One townsfolk said, “Unlike the recon group that attacked the town and our convoy, it seems to be where most of their forces are amassed besides the Mother Lode.”

The barkeep nods as he asks the person, “What about the rail network? Can’t we use them?”

The townsperson shook his head, “The main one is held at New Austin and it’s the only network that’s tied between there and Alamo base”

Bit arrived just when he heard the name of the base.
“Alamo base? What’s that place?”

“It’s the federation’s outpost that oversees law enforcement and security for Bindi X,” said the barkeep “When the Acheronites arrived, they ambushed the base after securing the Mother Lode.”

Finley, who was standing to the right of bit, looked at the barkeep upon hearing that news, “Goes to show how well the Federation really cares about their colonies.”

Finley’s statement was mixed as some agreed with his statement while others just looked at him angrily like he just said something sour to their ears.

“Either way we need to retake New Austin from those she-devils, Finley,” said the barkeep.

one of the female townsfolk spoke up, “How can we fight against them? We didn’t bring any weapons with us save for pistols and rifles, not enough to retake a town.”

“There’s a weapon locker we found that had some weapons in excellent condition.” Finley said

“Well Finley, that’s the first good news I’ve heard,” Said the barkeep. He then turned to the group, “Alright, we’ll need some volunteers for this plan to work.”

Finley rose his hand, “I’m in.”

Several others nodded and announced they wanted to be part of this attack. The rest turned toward Bit, wondering what their alien hero will say.

Bit stared at the group then said, “I’m already marked by the Acheronites for death and you guys might need someone to ensure you come back alive. I’m in as well.”

“Alright, now that we have the volunteers, we need to discuss the plan and what to do next…” The barkeep and the volunteers got together and began to discuss the next part of their plan. It would involve placing the volunteers into one of the convoy transports and take them into New Austin for a surprise attack on the Acheronites occupying the area. Bit brought up a good question, “So how do we get close? We got hit by the Acheronites the last time.”

“I know,” Finley replied “Those acheronites have air superiority, we’ll have to improvise our way against those fighters.”

“With what?” Bit asked

Finley showed two large shoulder mountable weapons, “why these of course.”

Bit looked at the weapons and asked Finley “What are these?”

“Pegasus Anti-Fighter rocket launchers”, Finley said “Only found two of these with limited rounds. I thought that pistol of yours could hit them like the APC.”

“I never could hit fast moving targets like a fighters,” Bit said.

Bit heard Finley laughing hard after he made that statement.

“hoo can’t hit a fighter?”

Bit remained quiet before the Barkeep yelled out, “Finley! Stop standing there! Get the weapons loaded on the convoys”.

Finley got to work before muttering about how it wasn’t allowed to poke fun at their Kiralin companion. He then turned to Bit and said “Don’t take that personal, Finley can be a bit of an ass when he finds someone’s flaws.”

Bit shrugged “He never had to shoot at something moving faster than he can track. Though I’m glad about the rocket launchers he found. They’ll come in handy against them.”

Bit then looked at the barkeep and realized he never asked his name, “Oh..I never got your name.”

“You can call me Murphy,” the barkeep said “It’s alright, usually wasn’t expecting us to go to war anyway.”

Bit chuckled at that statement, since the both of them had to agree on that statement. He then headed toward the convoys, lending his aid loading up supplies and weapons for the convoy. While he did that, Murphy began gathering more volunteers for their attack. Out the whole camp, a group of twenty were selected. One of the twenty people chosen happened to be Maria, as she didn’t want to sit at the camp with the rest of the town. Once the essentials were loaded, the twenty volunteers split up into two groups of ten and placed into each convoy, they departed Smuggler’s Gorge.


The 25th Acheronite Air Division were on a routine patrol of Satan’s Pass as they continue to look for the resistance that fled. They had no clue about Smuggler’s Gorge let alone their plan to take out New Austin.

One of the pilots requested a private channel with the squad leader,

“Shadow Two to Shadow Leader, Private channel set.”

“Private channel go ahead.”

“Are you sure we’ll find them here? We’ve checked for several hours and we found nothing of their base or where they’re rallying,” The pilot said

“Shadow Two, they could be hiding in some cave or desert hole. Terrans or not, they’re not much of a threat- Hold it.” She looked at her radar as she saw two blips on the radar.

“Shadow Leader to all members, seems we got movement on the pass. Remember to not engage the enemy until they fire back or if given the order.”

The first three fighters moved into formation as they began to get in closer. One of the convoy drivers notified the group via a commlink.

“heads up, the bugs are buzzing us.” One of the drivers said.

“Guess they’re scouting us.” Bit replied.

Then the radio sprung to life as they could hear the voice of the Acheronite squad leader, she sounded like someone who had some authority but also some veteran combat to it.

“Unknown convoy, this is Ulanja of the Shadow Wings, Identify yourselves.”

The convoy driver replied with a quick lie, “uh..Shadow Wing, this is Convoy Zero-Two-Two-Niner, we’re just transporting miners from Mining region Zero One to New Austin.”

Ulanja’s tone shifed to a puzzled look, “Uh… Convoy 0229, where were you taking the group to?”

“New Austin, for maintenance and supplies” repeated the Convoy driver.

One of the pilots began to active her fighter’s scanners in order to verify the claim of the pilot. They could detect people in the two convoys, but when it came to supplies, they only saw the crates holding up weapons. The radio silence was making some of the guys unnerved.

“This isn’t going to work…they’ll figure it out.” Finley stated to Bit

“It may be, Finley but the chance is worth it. If we can sneak right through them,” Bit said “Killing them in the open will just alert their friends that we’re coming.”

Eventually, the radio silence was broken by the Shadow Wing leader.

“Convoy 0229, you’re cleared for your transport, we’ll escort you to the designated loading and unloading. Deviation from this course will be met with force.”

Bit looked relieved as he turned to Finley, “see? It worked.”

“Though now we got them following us to New Austin. That’s not a good thing to have either way,” Finley rebutted.

Bit remained quiet while the convoy drivers did their job and drove, being led by one of the Acheronite fighters flying overhead to ensure there was no deviation.

       One of the pilots informed Ulanja via a private channel, informing the leader on something odd that she noticed.

“Shadow Five to Shadow Leader, remember that scan we did on them?” the pilot asked

“Yeah?” Udanja said

“well..besides the twenty workers, I’ve picked up some anomalies with the cargo.”

Ulanja looked puzzled, “Shadow Five, that’s the supply crates. They stated their purpose, and the scanners would have picked up anything off like weapons.”

The pilot then stated, “True, but the scanners stated no conclusive anything. No weapons, no’s like they’re there but we cannot pick up what’s inside the crates.”

“sounds alarming,” Ulanja said “send request from New Austin for a scanning team, we’ll double check to make sure our radar isn’t being jammed or something in the air.”

“Our scanners have been having trouble with this planet for a while,” the pilot said. “The last squad accidentally hit a convoy that fled into a sandstorm..”

“I’ll inform our engineers about the issue, but it shouldn’t be a problem in the future,” Ulanja said.

Back down on the ground, One of the convoy pilots on a private channel began chatting with the group on their second part of the plan.

“Well theres some good news and bad. The good news is that our lie worked and they’re not shooting at us, the bad news is that they’ll find out about our attack unless we do something.”

“So what now? Comply and let them blow the surprise?” said Finley sarcastically.

Bit remained quiet as he noticed one of the weapon cache lids popped open, everyone turned around to notice what just happened. Maria, the lizard augment, managed to stow herself in the crate. Once she realized she was out of the box, she turned toward the group in the transport and replied sheepishly.

“uh..hey guys?”

Friday Fan-Work

Happy Friday everyone. It’s your boy Choujin. Today’s Friday, so that means I’m gonna be sharing you one of my original writing I’ve done. Luckily I have some work i’ve done during my time in community college. So grab a seat, get your favorite beverage or snack, and let the bird tell you a short story.

Black Knight’s First Flight
written by TheChoujinVirus

    Aboard the Terran Federation starship, “Alamo,” The short, but athletic pilot Enzo just left with his squadmates from their mission briefing on their enemy, the reptilian humanoid aliens known as Magellans. As he was wrapping his head around the presentation, he turned toward one of his squadmates, a tall, slim Japanese man named Yamato.

“Will this plan those Federation eggheads announced work?” Enzo asked 

Yamato replied, “It should work. I mean, it’s essentially biological warfare.”

“Biological warfare?!” Enzo rebutted, “Biological warfare is using a virus or some toxin, but using a sexually transmittable disease? C’mon! Just drop some nukes from orbit.”

As the two got on the elevator, Yamato continued his explanation to Enzo as the elevator they were on started to move.
 “If you paid attention to the XO’s briefings, you would know that the Magellan breed like rabbits and mature fast. They also have a sixth sense that prevents them from breeding with those infected with a disease.” Yamato explained, “Second, it IS a virus. However, it’s not an STD as you assume; we’re using Virus #338, a chimera virus designed to affect metabolic rates of the Magellan.”

“Why a chimera virus?” Enzo asked.

“Easier to cure, controllable, and can fool them easily. Therefore, it’s a bargaining chip to get them to surrender,” Yamato replied, “however, they did say they never properly field-tested it. For all, we know it might be a dud, but we have no choice.”

The Elevator doors opened, signaling the two pilots to depart. Enzo merely shook his head at Yamato as he got in the last word, “I’d still go with our nuclear option than a chimera virus.”

 The two left the elevator and into the Alamo’s hanger bay area. Mechanics were moving about with supplies and preparing routine refueling and reloading while pilots headed toward their ships. Enzo and Yamato got aboard their respected fighters. As the two went through their pre-flight check, the commlinks filled with the chatter of the various pilots. Each in some state of mental preparation or finishing up their diagnostics.

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want…”

“I’m itching to kick some Magellan ass.”

“Preparing the refueling procedures.”

“Payload being prepped and loaded, standby.”

“All Phantom bombers are loaded and fueled.”

“Patriot Fighters fueled and set.”

“Plague Bringer Squadron has the green light.”

“Black Knight Squadron has the green light.”
Once everything was read, the fighters and bombers began to depart the Alamo’s hanger bay as they made their way toward the Magellan home world. The commlinks buzz again with life as the captain’s voice commanded, “All wings report.”
 “Plague Bringers standing by,” Replied Plague Bringer Leader.
“Black Knights standing by,” replied Black Knight Leader.

Black Knight Leader began to give the fighter squadron a quick rundown as the ships got closer to the enemy home world;

“Alright, our main objective is to deliver the payloads right into two major water reservoirs that feed water into their major populace. Plague Bringers, your Phantom Bombers have been equipped with retrofitted Scud-B Missiles. They’re designed to launch from the bottom but not explode. Your job is to drop the payload into the reservoirs. Once delivered, they’ll detonate and contaminate the water supply. Black Knights will give you cover should the Magellans catch wind of the plan. Remember, we’re not here to rout the enemy, our objective is to spread the payload and get out.”

“Roger that, B-K,” Enzo stated as the fighters began their descent toward the planet.

The pilots felt their ships vibrate, with the heat of the fighters entering the atmosphere giving the pilot’s cockpit a flickering fiery color. The fighter squadrons broke through the atmosphere, over a desert badlands with a deep river in the valleys. 

“follow the river, it’ll lead us to the first major reservoir,” Knight leader stated

“first major reservoir?” Enzo asked

“Our intel reported the first major reservoir is in a canyon, Enzo” Yamato shook his head. “Seriously, pay attention to the briefings next time.”

“stop your clucking, hens,” barked Knight Leader.

“Alright, all squads, prime the payload and drop on my mark.” Plague Bringer Leader announced.

Phantom Bombers moved into formation, with each bomber pilot waiting for the signal to drop their missile payload. Yamato’s radar seemed to flicker for a few moments as the Plague bringers got closer to the vast water reservoir. The Dam’s design was a mix of a bio-organic design, looking like a nightmarish mix, a rack of ribs mixed with the texture of a bug’s exoskeleton. Whatever the purpose of why the Magellans designed it, it was enough for Yamato, Enzo, and several pilots to feel unnerved at its sheer appearance.
“I always hated their architecture,” one random pilot said on the commlink.

“Cut the chatter, Plague 5, make sure our loadout” Plague bringer Leader snapped on the commlink until another pilot yelled loudly.

“Leader! I’m Picking up some movement east.”
“Damnit!” Plague leader cursed, “Black Knights! Cover the bombers! It seems they caught us! Plague Bringers, when you are over the reservoir, drop the missiles!”
“Roger that!” Knight Leader replied, “Knights, cover the Phantom bombers! We’re gonna have company soon!”
“Copy that, Knight Leader,” Enzo replied as he and a few pilots moved into formation with the bombers. Plague bringer Squad, once over the reservoir, dropped their first payload right into the water. The Scud missiles hitting the water’s surface with massive splashes before sinking into the depths then followed erupting geysers of white as they detonate under the surface. Each detonation was spreading the virus in the water.

Once the last of the first payload splashed into the water, one pilot yelled on the commlink.”Here they come!”

On cue, several fighters arrived from the east side of the reservoir lake. Their designs resembled a flattened fighter jet but created in that same biomechanical appearance like the reservoir, making them resemble a mix of an animal’s skull and a bony hand. The enemy fighters began their strike as Black Knight Squad engaged them. Both sides were now participating in a massive dogfight spanning over the reservoir. Each ship dancing around each other, weapon fire exchanged, and panicked chatter amongst Black Knight squadron was the only noise in that area

“Plague Leader, take your squad and head to the next target,” Replied Knight Leader, “We’ll hold them off.”

“roger that, Knight Leader,” Plague Leader replied as they broke formation.
The two fighter squadrons started firing on each other, evading missiles and weapons fire from the other while targeting. The Magellan fighters managed to destroy a few Patriots while the Federation fighters of Black Knight Squad held their line and took down a few Magellan fighters. Enzo helped a pilot that was being tailed by a Magellan fighter. With a quick maneuver, he shot the enemy fighter out of the sky. The pilot felt relieved when he saw his assailant blown up

“Thanks, Enzo,” replied the pilot.

Plague Bringers were halfway to their second target when Yamato’s radar began to pick up six Magellan fighters heading toward them.

“Leader, I’m picking up six Magellians heading toward us!”, Yamato explained with concern.

Plague Bringer’s leader evaded a surprise attack as he watches two Phantom Bombers being shot down. “Evasive maneuvers!” Plague Leader commanded, “We need to deliver the final payload.”

“Roger that, Plague Leader,” Yamato stated as he watched more Phantom Bombers being picked off. “All available fighters, follow me!”
 Enzo heard the conversation as Black Knights managed to force the Magellan fighters into retreat. Without any hesitation, he broke away from the squad and headed toward his friend’s location.

“Enzo, where the hell is you going?!” Black Knight Leader asked as he watches Enzo heading toward the bombers

“Plague Bringers are reporting they’re under attack, sir!”, Enzo replied, “Seems we played their strategy.”

Knight Leader cursed again as it seemed the plan was starting to fall apart. He then barked orders to his troops, “Alright, it seems those Magellan bastards aren’t as stupid as they are ugly. Enzo, take Knights Five through Nine and aid Plague Bringers, we’ll try and create a distraction.”
 “Copy that, B-K,” Enzo replied. “Alright, let’s bail out the Plague Bringers.”
 Yamato fled with only half of the remaining Phantom Bombers as he watched the six Magellan fighters pick off the rest of Plague Bringer squadron. Though the Phantom Bombers were big and carried heavy payloads, they were not built to deal with opponents like Patriot Fighters or Magellan Ships. The group decided to take their evasion right near some wetlands. Yamato found himself tailed again as the bomber squadron remained loose in their formation. Yamato heard a few screams on the commlink as three Phantoms were shot down. “Damnit! Where’s our cover?!” He yelled on the commlink. Just as he saw one Magellan fighter about to make an attack run on him, he sees a Patriot Fighter blow that attacker from the sky.

“Sorry, I’m late, Yamato,” Enzo apologized, “Those bastards held us up.”

“Lucky for you, I’m a forgiving man,” Yamato replied, “So where’s the rest of Black Knight Squadron?”

Yamato would get a transmission from the Alamo’s captain.

“Status Report,” the voice rang.

“Half of Plague Bringers has been shot down,” Yamato said, “We only have enough for one final shot.”

the captain asked, “And Black Knight Squadron?”

“We’re moving our target toward one of their military fortifications,” Replied Knight Leader on the commlink.
“I thought Military Targets were off the table?”, the voice flustered upon hearing Knight Leader’s statement
 “With all due respect, The Magellan caught on our sneak attack. If we don’t pull them out, they’ll pick us off. However, there is some good news”, Black Knight Leader replied
“What’s that, Sir?” Enzo asked.

“The only attackers we’ve experienced are just the local defense.  If this were the main attack fore we would be swimming with Magellan fighters by now”, Knight Leader explained, “My guess is we caught them with their pants down.”

“But for how long? Plague Bringers, how far are you to your destination?” Enzo asked

Yamato looked at the horizon from his cockpit as he noticed a city in the distance. “We’re reaching the second major target.”

“Good,” the voice replied, “Prepare your last payload and get out once delivered.”

“Roger that,” Yamato replied.

Knight Leader would then speak on the commlink next, “Enzo, you cover those bombers and make sure that we can deliver that final payload.”

“Aye, Sir,” Enzo replied.

“Remember, Failure is not an option. Black Knight Leader out,” the transmission went silent as the remaining group flew toward the enemy city, ready to complete their final mission. Whatever was going to happen, they were willing to serve it.

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