C74 Big Ass Explosion

In the vast expanse of space, the TIS Einherjar drifted silently, its black, red, and white camo pattern hull glinting under the distant glow of nearby stars.

On the bridge, the crew worked diligently, monitoring the ongoing situation and preparing for any potential threats that might emerge from the darkness of the void.

Finally, a ripple in the fabric of space appeared at first, it was nothing more than a faint distortion, like a ripple on the surface of a pond.

But as the distortion grew, it coalesced into a swirling vortex of crimson and black, pulsating with raw energy.

The crew watched as its edges crackled with unstable power, It hung in space like a gaping maw, a gateway to realms unknown.

The air on the bridge grew tense as they braced for whatever might emerge from the other side.

And then, with a burst of energy, the first sign of the impending threat emerged from the rift: a damaged and partially cannibalized space fighter.

It shot out of the swirling vortex like a bullet, its engines blazing with otherworldly energy. The fighter moved with grace and agility, darting through space with unnatural speed.

As the crew scrambled to assess the situation, more shapes began to emerge from the rift.

Twenty orc frigates followed in the wake of the space fighter, their bulky forms lumbering into view.

The frigates were formidable vessels, bristling with weapons and armor.

But the most ominous sight of all came when the massive space station emerged from the depths of the rift.

It was a massive structure, dwarfing even TIS Einherjar In Its size.

...

Isabella POV.

For Isabella, It had only been a blink of an eye yet days had passed then she made that fateful jump, and now before she could take a breath to calm her mind a new crisis hit her like a train.

Isabella's heart pounded in her chest as warning alarms blared throughout her cockpit.

"Subspace drive damaged!"

The AI's voice announced, its tone urgent and robotic.

Isabella's hands flew across the holographic controls, desperately trying to stabilize her failing craft.

Sparks danced in the air around her, and the cockpit was filled with the acrid scent of burning metal.

She gritted her teeth, fighting against the chaos threatening to consume her.

"MELTDOWN IN 1, 2, 3!"

The warning blared, sending a shiver down Isabella's spine, she knew that she only had seconds before her fighter would be engulfed in a catastrophic explosion.

With a surge of adrenaline, Isabella activated the emergency ejection protocol.

The cockpit got ejected with a deafening hiss, Isabella felt the Gs play ping pong with her still not fully regenerated organs as she got pushed Into her seat while the damaged cockpit hurtled through the void.

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!"

Isabella cursed at the top of her lungs while gripping her seat's armrests as she eyed her cockpit's holographic projections.

Only for her space fighter which was a product of Tier 5 civilization to explode behind her, as her damaged subspace drive melted down causing a chain reaction.

...

TIS Einherjar Bridge.

"Detecting one unknown design and capabilities space fighter!"

"3, 9, 15 ... 20 frigate class boogies!"

"One starhold class space station!"

The sensors officer reported in one go keeping his eyes on his holographic table.

"Weapons get me firing solutions now! Communications try to hail them!"

First Lieutenant Vasquiz who had a fully enclosed helmet with a hose connected to his life support pack on his back just like every other crew member currently onboard TIS Einherjar because It was standard Militaris Codex protocol which also Included venting every space ships section upon entering DEFCON 1 barked only for the sensors officers to roar at top of his lungs.

"The space fighter Is about to explode!"

Hearing this First Lieutenant Vasquiz slammed the ship wide intercom holographic button and roared at the top of his lungs.

"ALL HANDS BRACE FOR IMPACT!

His command echoed through the corridors of the warship, causing every unseated crew member to hold onto anything they could.

They knew that danger was imminent, and they prepared themselves for whatever was to come.

The crew felt the ship tremble beneath their feet as the space fighter imploded on itself.

The explosion rippled through the void, sending shockwaves reverberating through the hull of the warship.

A ball of rapidly expanding blinding light In every direction erupted from the wreckage, hurtling towards the Einherjar with terrifying speed. 

The ship's deflectors which could be classified as a technology of a Tier 1 civilization hummed to life, creating a shimmering blue bubble of energy around the Einherjar.

As the wave of energy crashed against the deflectors, the force of the impact shook the entire spaceship.

The Einherjar groaned and creaked under the strain, its deflectors struggling to absorb the brunt of the assault.

The crew felt the warship lurch as its deflectors strained to repel the energy, their hands gripping onto anything they could find for support.

But even as the deflectors held firm, the energy levels began to drop rapidly, the blue bubble surrounding the ship flickered and wavered, its once-steady glow now faltering under the relentless assault.

...

Isabella felt the shockwave reverberate through her cockpit before the blinding explosion could even register in her mind.

The force of the impact jolted her, sending her cockpit into a dizzying spin as warning alarms blared in her ears.

The explosion erupted into a blinding inferno, casting an eerie glow across the darkness of space.

Isabella's heart hammered in her chest as she struggled to regain control of her spiraling cockpit by manipulating the Inbuilt emergency thrusters, the cockpit rattled violently around her, the sound of metal groaning under the strain filling her ears.

In the midst of the chaos, Isabella's holographic projections continued tp flicker, displaying her estimated crash trajectory in real-time.

Her stomach churned as she watched the descent path unfold before her, each moment bringing her closer to the planet's surface.

"F*ck!F*ck!F*ck!"

Isabella cursed as she fought against the relentless pull of gravity and the kinetic energy propelling her forward way above safe reentry speed levels.

The thought of plummeting towards the planet filled her with a gut-wrenching dread, her mind racing with the possibility of her damaged cockpit tearing apart during atmospheric reentry.

With every passing second, the ground loomed closer, the planet's surface growing larger and more ominous with each heartbeat.

Isabella's hands shook on the controls as she struggled to steady her fighter, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she braced herself for the inevitable impact.

But even in the face of impending doom, Isabella refused to give up.

With every ounce of determination she could muster, she fought against the odds, clinging to the slim hope of survival as her damaged cockpit hurtled towards the unknown below.

As the planet's atmosphere enveloped her, the roar of reentry filled her ears, drowning out the cacophony of alarms and warnings.

The heat of atmospheric friction licked at her cockpit, threatening to engulf her in flames as she descended into the fiery abyss.

But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Isabella found a flicker of courage within herself.

With steely resolve, she gritted her teeth and held on tight, refusing to let fear dictate her fate.

...

"Status report!"

First Lieutenant Vasquez barked after the ball of energy started dissipating once It exhausted Its Initial energy output.

"Deflectors at 30 percent strength"

Hearing this first Lieutenant Vasquez froze, the explosion consumed 70 percent of Einherjars deflectors strength.

For as long as he could remember no weapon or explosion had ever managed to achieve that back In the Andromeda galaxy.

An entire fleet could pummel Einherjar with everything they had and the deflectors could still hold out for hours.