Fall Is Here

Its that time of year again, football and falling leaves.

As a kid I grew up in Canada and actually had a season change, unlike Houston, and remember fondly of fall.  The changing of the leaves, the red, yellow and orange which signaled that cooler weather was on the way, along with winter which meant Thanksgiving, Halloween and Christmas (a kid’s favorite holiday).

It was about this time, 19 years ago that I created my first website using an aol address.  I did it so a friend could read my stories.  It was made up of one story, Master of Violence which has sense been redone.  But I was writing Battlestar Galactica fanfiction as well and had a couple of stories, maybe numbering four or five. Continue reading…


Dovahkin’s Flight

Dovahkin’s Flight

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction based upon the game Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and also is based upon the mod ‘Bathing Beauties Luxury Suite” by Migal130.

Part 1

“Welcome,” the large creature said, speaking in a strange guttural voice.  It was massive, dwarfing her.  “You fear me Laat Dovahkiin.”

Zoe blinked at the name, so unfamiliar it sounded like gibberish to her.  In her fear riddled mind she had trouble even forming a coherent thought with such a creature in front of her.  She did manage to step back, almost stumbling over a rock behind her.

“I see, you are weak,” it stated, its massive head lowering down to look at her, a large eye peering at her.  “I can see into your soul Dovahkin.” Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 30

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 30

Mark looked on as Angie answered questions to the media.  She had become a media darling since returning to Earth telling her story over and over, going on several shows and showing support for the military.  Jack had gone a few times, and surprisingly it seemed, at least to Mark, that Angie seemed to actually care for him.

He and Angie were both dealing with the loss of her mother, Mark’s sister.  Angie’s father had passed away a few years earlier.  Mark learned Jack had lost his parents in the attack as well, and he and Angie leaned on each other for support.

The others in the group didn’t want the spotlight as much, and for some reason Angie loved it.  Mark was fine with it.

“She’s doing quite well today,” another person said standing next to Mark.  He recognized him as Charlie.  He was the oldest of the group, and Mark learned that he and his son, Ben, had been on a fishing trip when the attack occurred. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 29

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 29

Mark looked out at the ground watching as the shuttle made its decent to the surface.  In the shuttle along with him was Victoria, and Toncor as they went down to check on how things had gone.

They had secured the main city, and with new reinforcements from Earth they were heading out to the other cities to make sure they were also freed.  Resistance had been lower than expected, and they had encountered a lot of other races who seemed skittish over what happened.

Toncor was already reviewing the situation on the surface.  Mark was anxious to see his niece who had been such a help in all of this.  Victoria was going over what needed to be done to set up a working government and see what help was needed to get the colony back up and running.

The shuttle bumped along though the atmosphere.  The pilot mentioned something about a storm in their path but otherwise would be no problems.  Mark waited patiently and looked out the window at the passing scenery seeing the town come up.  It looked nothing like he could remember and instead had a very alien look to it all now.  The buildings were not black and purple, an odd color and not at all attractive.  It seemed designed to clash with the surrounding area rather than blend in.  The shuttle swooped around, turned back and finally settled down on the surface with a slight jot indicating it had landed. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 28

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 28

Toncor made his way to the bridge having been summoned by the admiral, Mark Pappas.  He heard the battle in space had ended which was good news to him.  He had been worried about dying in space on board the ship, but aside from a few bumps nothing major.  And there seemed to be no panic among any of the crewmembers.

He actually used the time to go over the progress reports from his people.  They had arrived at the planet Mars, and were helping to terraform it even more.  Settlements were quickly established.  Things were progressing rather quickly and Iccol had stated they might be able to plant a harvest by the end of the month.  Even the other transport, the Hotlife was beginning to send people down to help as well.  It was becoming a good mix of civilizations.

The bridge was full of people going about their duties, a few stopped and looked at him.  It was something had had gotten used to.  Not every human was used to having an alien around them.  He looked up as Mark made his way over to where he stood. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 27

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 27

Angie looked up at the night sky while lying on her back.  The ground wasn’t that comfortable, but she had gotten used to it, or at least as much as she hoped to get used to it.  Above her the moonless sky twinkled with stars.

She could imagine that one of them was the sun which Earth orbited around and wished she was there instead of here.

“You still awake?” Heather asked beside her.

“Yeah, can’t sleep,” Angie replied hearing Heather laugh a bit.

“Ya know, I’d kill for a razer about now,” Heather said.

It wasn’t what Angie expected to hear and turned slightly to look at her friend. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 26

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 26

Toncor watched amazed at what was going on around him.  The activity on Earth had picked up tremendously since it was announced they would begin preparations to retake Sierra.  Of course when Jeff had returned from the rebellion things had become a bit rocky with them.  The rebellion seemed to have a different opinion on what to do.  They had argued not to attack the O’krad and regain Sierra.

A young woman walked up to him along with a few others.  He reasoned she was his contact on board the warship, his first time for being on board such a ship.  Everyone walked around with purpose unlike many civilian ships.

“Toncor, welcome aboard the Enterprise,” the woman said.  “I’m Lieutenant Victoria Sheffer.”

“Pleasure,” Toncor said shaking her hand, a custom of the humans.  He had never been aboard a warship before, even the rebellion’s ships he had never been on board, as most of the meeting with them had been on the planet’s surface. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 25

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 25

Mark went over the reports regarding the Fletcher.  It had finally been completed and was now running trials to make sure everything was working as expected.  The first jump was scheduled in a few hours from now and the weapons tests would follow.  It passed the maneuver tests ensuring that it would be able to at least move around in a battle.  The weapons were a mix of new technologies which had been on the drawing board for several years now.

“How are things?” Victoria asked.

“Well, it looks like the Fletcher will be ready to go by the end of the week,” Mark replied. 

“And the other ships of the class?” she asked.

“Coming along, it was going to be just a class of five, but that was expanded to ten,” Mark said despite the fact he would have wanted a larger ship, but the Fletchers would have to do for now.

“Any word from Sierra?” she asked. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 24

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 24

Mark looked over seeing Victoria approach him and he learned that she usually had a certain walk for when she had important information, like right now.

“What’s the news?” he asked as she stopped and looked at him.

“How do you know I have anything to say?” she asked.  “I could be coming to see if you need anything.”

“Ah, well, you have a certain type of walk when you have information,” Mark finally replied wondering how she might feel to know he was watching her so closely.

“I see, well, you’re right,” she finally said after a few seconds.  “The Fletcher is beginning trials now.”

“Great news, and the others?” Mark asked.

“The next ship will be done within the next week,” she replied to him. Continue reading…


Master of Violence – Part 23

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 23

Mark rushed to the bridge of the Enterprise as the alarm sounded.  Reaching the bridge he noticed the usual activity going on and caught conversations going on.

“Contact, four incoming O’krad warships.”

“Enhancing emitters are turned off.”

“Situation?” Mark ordered reaching the center of the bridge even as the battle scanner came to life showing him the position of all ships and the incoming warships.

“We have four O’krad warships incoming.  They appear to be coming in as they did last time.”

“All right, have the fleet move out, inform all commands of the ships, and get me the Pak,” Mark said having to wait only a few moments before the Leceaubia alien, Korr, appeared on the screen.  It had taken Mark a few times to get over the pink hair the alien had which seemed to clash with the red skin and orange eyes.

“Admiral Mark,” Korr said.

“I take it you know about the incoming O’krad ships?” Mark said.

“Yes, they appeared on our scanners a few seconds ago,” Korr replied.

“I need the Pak to defend the civilian ships for now, we’re headed to engage their warships, Mark said, he had some reservations about how well the ‘rebellion’ ships operated after hearing they didn’t kill.

“Very well,” Korr said.

Mark watched, and used what he had learned from the rebellion to close the distance on the O’krad ships and held back launching the fighters.  To his surprise it appeared the O’krad warships seemed to be ignoring, or couldn’t see, the Enterprise and her escorts. They had gone through several tests with the rebellion’s scanners to get an idea of how close they might be able to get before they were detected.

“Almost in weapons range.”

Mark turned to Hans who stood nearby waiting for the orders, while giving out maneuvering instructions.

“Try and keep us outside detection range,” Mark said.

“No problem,” Hans said, giving another order to turn slightly.

Mark looked on at the scanners seeing that the enemy warships had moved slightly to head towards the rebellion’s warship as if they never noticed the Enterprise.  Well, that would change shortly in his mind.

“Open fire!” he ordered.  “Launch fighters.”

The orders were relayed to the right stations as everyone went to work now.  He listened in as reports came in on damage to the enemy ships.

Once more watching the scanners he noticed the O’krad ships appeared confused as there was no coordinated effort to strike back.  He realized he needed to strike hard, and fast, as it was something they were probably not used to dealing with.  He had spent some time going over reports of battles between the rebellion and the O’krad and it almost seemed childish in nature.

The rebellion not doing anything special to attack, and took efforts to not really harm the enemy ships.  Mark understood Earth’s defense force would not take the same actions, they were out to destroy the enemy.

He watched as the Enterprise and the fleet maneuvered to maintain their stealth advantage.  Even as he looked on the fighters rushed to engage quickly engaging the enemy as well, making strafing runs on the enemy ships.  He thought about the upcoming bombers which were in production and hoped they might help in battles.

So far the battle lined up as he had planned and with the intel from the rebellion they used that bit of information about the stealth technology to hopefully improve their attack.  From what Mark noticed he thought the O’krad ships had yet to detect the Enterprise of the destroyers.  It gave them a tremendous advantage, and explained the previous battle and why they attacked the station and not the Enterprise right away.

“We have four Fres cruisers incoming.”

That was something else they had learned from the rebellion, the type of ships the enemy had along with a few names.  The O’krad had attacked once more with cruisers, they did have a battlecruiser type of ship like the Enterprise but it was rarely seen.  Mark had a feeling they didn’t have many, as intel agreed.

The battle lined up as he hoped as every ship went for the kill.  He noticed damage to one of the ships, and the fact they were again slow to adapt to the tactics making him wonder if the O’krad were unused to such resistance from their targets.  He knew they would learn that humanity wasn’t a race that would roll over and allow them to conquer them without bloodshed.


Toncor walked along with Belru catching up with things.  He learned that the resistance had lost several ships in defense of his homeworld, to the point where the resistance was in danger of ceasing to exist at all.  They had about a dozen warships now, but the humans had even less.

“So, this human race, what do you think of them?” Belru asked.  “They have been hungry for knowledge about the Dark Race.”

Toncor gave it some thought and what he had learned about the humans before responding.

“I recall something one said to me not long ago, and have seen it with one of their ancient philosophers,” Toncor said.  “Something about knowing the enemy to know yourself.”

He watched Belru think about that before replying as well.

“Doesn’t make much sense to me,” he finally said.  “Why would anyone want to know about the Dark Race?”

“I think its to know how they will act to certain actions,” Toncor said.

“They are a race who conqueror others,” Belru said.  “What else is there to know?”

“The O’krad are like that, but why?  It’s something I’ve always asked and wondered even more lately after being with the humans.  Why are they conquering everyone?” Toncor asked

“That I don’t have the answer to.  The humans have asked me that question as well.”

“They are very different than any other race I’ve come across yet,” Toncor said.  “Not that I’ve come across many, but they are different in their attitudes.  They are willing to fight, and it made me wonder why we are not?”

“Why?  Killing is something which is against the very nature of the universe,” Belru said.

“Yes, according to what we know,” Toncor said knowing he was wading into strange and untested arguments.  “But look at their planet, death is at the very fabric of their being.  Everything is revolved around it to an extent.”

“Death is natural, we all will experience it,” Belru said.  “I‘m not sure where you’re going with this Tonor.  You go down a dangerous path.”

“Perhaps,” Toncor said.  “But the humans have an honor about them, also very much a part of who they are, and something they all take seriously.”

Toncor would have said more but a lot of activity got his attention as they stopped to look around.  He noticed Jeff making his way toward them.

“Is there a problem Senator?” Toncor asked.

“We’re under attack again, four O’krad ships were spotted,” Jeff said to him.

Toncor looked over at Belru who seemed to think about this.

“Four, it’s a bigger force,” Belru replied.

“Yeah, but not much, we should win this battle as well,” Jeff said.

“Why are you so confident?” Belru asked confusion in his voice that Toncor heard.

“We’ve determined a lot more about their capabilities and really, if it had been us we would have sent a force twice the size of the first fleet,” Jeff replied back.  “It’s almost as if they didn’t learn from the first attack.”

“They are a dangerous group,” Belru said.  “They won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“Oh, we know,” Jeff replied.  “We won’t give them that opportunity if possible.”

Toncor looked on at the two pondering the words Jeff spoke about not giving them an opportunity.  It was exactly what the rebellion had done, given them opportunity after opportunity to kill them without fighting back at all.

He became to wonder if the rebellions philosophies actually limited how much they would actually fight the O’krad.  They were really fighting without doing anything with the thought the passive resistance would win the O’krad over.  But if the O’krad had any history like the humans those ideals were doomed to failure.

“How does the defense go?” Toncor asked Jeff.

“So far, from reports the O’krad ships are being beaten, the last report indicated one enemy ship destroyed,” Jeff replied.  “I was on my way to see what other news I could learn.”

Toncor looked at the two and then followed Jeff to see what was going on as well.  They arrived at one of the briefing room and he noticed a lot of people moving around and a scanner in the middle of the room.  He made sure to remain out of everyone’s way and merely observed what was going on along with Belru standing next to him.

“Very interesting,” Belru finally said after a few moments of observing.  “They are most efficient.”

Toncor had to agree.  They moved around giving out information without crowding each other allowing anyone watching to gain the information needed.  Tonor realized it was a room for the senators, or other political officials to keep up with what was going on as no actual orders were being given.

He turned his attention to the scanners, seeing the movement of the enemy fleet.  There appeared to be little coordination with the ships, as one appeared to be turning around, while the other two were moving away from each other.

“Looks like they are splitting up,” Jeff said.

“Splitting up?” Belru asked.

“Trying to gain more information about what is going on,” Jeff replied.  “Or they are just confused, sometimes it hard to tell.”

“Everything we’ve learned is the Dark Race does things with a purpose,” Belru replied back.

“But what happens when they are confused by something?” Jeff replied back.  “How do they handle confusion in battle?”

“Confusion in battle?” Belru asked.

“Yeah, there is an old saying, no battle plan survives the first engagement,” Jeff stated as Toncor watched the exchange while watching the O’krad ships and the human ship closing in for the kill.  It seemed strange but once the ships split the humans became more aggressive.

“You’re ships seem more aggressive?” Toncor finally asked.

“Ah, they were stronger together, apart they are easier targets,” Jeff replied.

Another human approached and spoke to Jeff.

“How are things going?” he asked.

“Good Greg, looks like we’ll beat this attack off as well,” Jeff replied.

They continued to watch the battle for a bit longer until another O’krad ship was destroyed and the remaining two, one which was already retreating, ran for escape the battle.

“Looks like we’ve bloodied their nose twice,” Greg said.

“Yeah, but we can expect a larger attack force next time,” Jeff said.

“I’m beginning to wonder about that, if their empire is so big, do they really have a large military, or is it stretched across the cosmos,” Greg said.

The question caught Toncor off guard as well as he considered that question.  Surely the O’krad had a huge empire, and if they really did, they should have a military which was very large.

“But having a large military means its stretched across the universe and they are unable to bring the full weight of it to bear against us,” Jeff replied back.  “Intelligence is already working to see if they can figure out how large their military is.”

“We’ve calculated their fleet to number at least a hundred warships,” Belru stated speaking up.  Greg seemed to not understand and Toncor realized he didn’t have a translator on.

“At least a hundred, that’s not good news,” Jeff said.  “They could easily overwhelm our defenses.”

Toncor watched as Jeff seemed to think about that for several seconds.  “But if they are spread out across the galaxy, and unable to concentrate their forces, it’s an advantage for us.”

“Will we have time to gather our forces?” Greg said.

Toncor considered it all wondering what might happen next.

End part 23

Continued in part 24