C39

"ATTENTION!"

The admiral of the fleet who looked almost exactly like me with the only differences being the short sleeked back silver hair, pale skin, and brighter shade of red eyes decked out in black uniform cried out as he snapped to attention while bringing his right hand towards his right temple promoting the hundreds of officers in Einherjar's massive bridge to do the same.

"At ease"

I ordered as I walked inside with Genesis by my side and my death angels following behind me.

"Begin the preparations for psionic jump, destination Earth"

I barked out my orders making the officers get busy.

The officers on the bridge quickly went to work, initiating the preparations for the psionic jump to Earth, Dracula's order was clear, and the urgency in his voice conveyed the importance of their mission.

The warships left their berths one by one and formed up into a formation while the psionic drives of the fleet that were based on the psionic power started pulling the energy from their crews.

With the preparations complete, the fleet was ready for the psionic jump to Earth, the warships crackled with energy as the psionic jump drives powered up, and the officers on the bridge braced themselves as they entered the psionic jump sequence.

In an instant, the world around them seemed to twist and distort as they traversed the vast expanse of space that the subspace drive could never achieve in a fraction of a second.

The psionic jump technology was a marvel, allowing them to cross interstellar distances in the blink of an eye.

As the jump concluded, the fleet found itself on the outskirts of the Earth's solar system.

"Jump complete!"

"Detecting hundreds of warships of different classes and countless civilian grade spaceships!'

"You orders Leader?"

The admiral asked after listening to his officer's reports.

"Head straight for Earth"

"And if we encounter resistance?"

The admiral asked for clarification.

"Destroy them"

I said in an emotionless voice.

"Yes sir!"

...

As Dracula's fleet approached Earth, the planet's defense systems detected the massive incoming force. Alarms blared across UNOE as the leaders and military officials scrambled to assess the situation.

"Sir, we're detecting a fleet of unknown warships entering Earth's solar system," one of the officers reported to President Senator Morgan.

"How many ships are we talking about?"

Morgan asked, his face showing concern.

"At least two dozen titan class warships, two warships that 3 times bigger than the Titans, and one flagship which is unlike anything we have encountered before"

The terrified officer who wrongly assumed the battleships were titans because UNOEs only titan was the size of Aegis battleship replied.

"What show me the live video feed!"

The dumbfounded Morgan cried out.

"What the isn't this an Einherjar?!"

The shocked Morgan almost cried out after looking at the live video feed because although the battleships looked different they still had the signature triangle design.

"Sir, they're sending a transmission,"

Another officer said.

"On screen,"

Morgan commanded.

The view screen on the command center lit up, revealing the imposing figure of Dracula himself, flanked by Genesis and his death angels.

"My daughter, NOW!"

Morgan heard Dracula say three words in such an imposing manner and coldness that he froze on the spot, but the worst part was that the supposed dead man was speaking to him right here and now after entire 100 years his scientists were still studying his corpse as they dwelled deeper into the secrets of psionic power.

The room was filled with shocked murmurs and gasps, the legend of Dracula had not been forgotten entirely no matter how Morgan tried to erase it, and his sudden appearance sent ripples of fear and uncertainty among the UNOE leaders.

"I... I'm afraid I can't fulfill your request because she's dead"

...

As I heard this I felt like my two hearts shattered on the spot I could feel the madness inside me threatening to take over my mind.

"Dead?"

I repeated in a low, dangerous voice.

"Yes,"

Morgan stammered, trying to regain his composure.

"She died many years ago, there was an incident, and we lost contact with her."

My expression darkened, and I took a step forward, my presence imposing and intimidating.

"Tell me everything,"

I demanded, my voice echoing with coldness like it had never before.

Morgan hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal, but the cold, piercing gaze of Dracula left him with little choice.

"There was an experiment gone wrong,"

Morgan finally admitted.

"A group of scientists were conducting an experiment on her, and there was an accident, we lost all contact with the facility, and... and we presumed everyone inside was lost."

"Presumed?"

My voice was icy.

"You mean you didn't even bother to confirm her death?"

"We... we tried to investigate, but the area became unstable and dangerous, it was deemed too risky to send in rescue teams,"

Morgan explained, his voice trembling.

I had the urge to snap Morgan's neck right here and now with my psionic power but I controlled myself as I turned to Genesis, who was standing silently by my side.

"Can you verify this?"

I asked her.

Genesis nodded, her expression serious.

"I will access the records and find out what happened."

Genesis remotely accessed the UNOEs databank whose firewalls were like paper in front of her, her golden eyes glowing as she delved into the data archives.

After a few moments, Genesis looked back at me, her face grim.

"It's true,"

She said.

"There was an incident, and the facility was destroyed, many lives were lost, including your daughter's."

"No..."

I muttered in a grief-stricken voice as I collapsed back into my chair only for the grinding end of the cycle to appear in my mind again.

It salivated in my anguish as it urged me to destroyer the whole UNOE in one fell swoop.

The officers on the bridge stood in silence, witnessing the raw emotion of their leader, from the moment they were born they regarded their leader in awe and fear, but in that moment, they saw a vulnerable side of him, a father grieving for his lost daughter.

"Admiral"

I called out in such a low voice that it sent chills down even Genesis's spine.

"Yes, leader!"

The admiral stepped forward as he answered.

"Prepare the marines for orbital drop, round up every last one of these trash, and bring them to me if they resist kill them all!"

The admiral without saying anything pressed the fleet-wide intercoms holographic button on his holographic table.

"DEFCON 1! I REPEAT! DEFCON 1!"

...

Hearing Dracula's orders through the live video feed that shortly got cut off all the leaders of the current UNOE became terrified as they quickly contacted the home defense fleet and alerted the ground forces to prepare for the invasion.

Sirens that haven't been heard for a hundred years blared out through the entire Earth.

The citizens of Earth were horrified because the sirens meant only one thing and that was of an imminent invasion. Panic spread like wildfire as people rushed to find shelter and loved ones. Streets became chaotic as the authorities tried to maintain some semblance of order.

In the UNOE command center, President Senator Morgan and the remaining leaders tried to formulate a defense strategy, but it was clear that they were ill-prepared for the sheer scale and power of Dracula's fleet.

"Prepare all defense platforms and activate the planetary shields!"

Morgan barked out orders, trying to rally whatever forces they had left.

The home defense fleet was mobilized, but even though it was 3 times bigger and more advanced than a hundred years ago it paled in comparison to Dracula's armada even with the addition of mega corporations private fleets.

The ground forces were hastily deployed to strategic positions, but their numbers would prove to be lacking then faced with ultimate killing machines that defied reality itself.

...

"Were in rage sir, permission to fire!"

"Fire"

"Fire!"

4 massive laser beams erupted from the Titans and Einherjar's massive canons that vaporized dozens of warships in one go while all the warships erupted with kinetic artillery and gamma lasers.

The UNOEs battleships numbered a dozen at best and had long abandoned Einherjar designs that could barely withstand a dozen of hits before their shields gave out allowing the neutronium solid warheads and gamma laser to easily tear through them.

While their strike craft and space torpedoes got torn to shreds by thousands of flak canons that spewed out their shells nonstop before they could even reach a single battleship.

Thousands of projectiles and lasers landed on my warship's purple psionic hields that were reinforced by the crew's psionic energy but not one of them got depleted.

The technological advantage was just too big.

My fleet continued its onslaught, the kinetic artillery and gamma lasers of my armada tore through the UNOE fleets, shredding their shields and armor.

The UNOE warships tried to put up a fight, firing back with all the firepower they had, but it was all in vain.

As the battle raged on, the fleets of UNOE were reduced to mere wreckage floating in space.

I watched the destruction unfold with my eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Sir, the UNOE warships are requesting to surrender,"

One of my officers reported.

"No surrender there will be no survivors"

I gave the ruthless order that condemned thousands more that could have lived if I chose differently to their deaths.