Date Posted:12:55:19 04/15/02 Mon Author: Narrator/ Othello Subject: Ships were firing upon ships and heated shrapnal fell every where.
Starbase Rugby's Docking bay looked like Peal Harbor on steriods. Ships blew apart as canons and lasers from other ships attacked their fellow vessels. Explosions threw back workers and techs alike. Guards rushed to help those who were injured trying to escape the debry that was flying down like dark, smoking rain.
Pilots who got near their ships realized to late that they couldn't get onboard their own computers, and most had to bail before the ship blew apart. Some barely made it out. Others were not as lucky. Strangely enough only three ships were being unharmed. Three Rubian Space liners that were docked for a short retreat from their daily flights. The captians of these ships ushered people aboard, and held them there until the chaos that was the docking bay could be stopped.
Systems were damaged as the bots moved about trying to figure out how this was happening. Humans and aliens tried to help secure the ships but it was of very little use. They could only see the other ships as enemies and the only time they would stop was when each and every ship in the bay was destroyed totally and completely.
In short it was going to be one hell of a day and Star base Rugby, and no one was quiet certian where to run first.
