Beowolfs avatar ignited on his hollow tank as he once began again the rudimentary task of going over the security measures to keep the construction of Everest secure. It had taken one second to go through all the data collected from the construction personals security check-in from earlier in the day. A second to an AI was like one hundred years to a human. Beowolf saw nothing out of the ordinary as he scoured the data looking for outliers.
He then checked the status of the ships guarding the construction site itself in orbit. The AI had done this because many years ago, he had managed to hijack a satellite nearby in the area, leaving a small fragmentation of himself in the satellite's systems. Using the main optical eye of the satellite he repositioned it carefully to watch as two light frigates guarding it remained motionless as they sat their stoic as a lifeless object can be. He does notice, however, one of the transports that one of the many transport ships fails its inspection. Received a pingback in his data center planetside for a discrepancy in the cargo of the ship labelled as explosive. ordnance shipments would not begin till the final days of Everests construction. Beowolf did what he did best. He sent out an alert to the two frigates who moved to intercept the now rouge transport as it veered off towards Everest and out of its designated path. The frigates are seen from Beowolfs satellite launching one of their EMPM missiles at their target to disable it. The missile impacts the transport and the engines of the craft sputter and dies as it is overloaded with an electric magnetic pulse. The transport lays in the dead of water and the frigates move ever so close. One of the frigates extends its docking port of the transport to presumably deploy marines to clear the craft. Beowolf watches as the docking port locks on the transport. Connecting the two ships. The other frigates engines flare for a moment before they no longer exist. The transport becomes a bright light as a captured nuke detonates. The high yield bombs destructive wave washes over the two light frigates who become nothing but dust. Beowolf watches with what an AI could call fear as he watches the blastwave and EMP effect wash over his satellite cutting it off. Everest, however, is unaffected by the blast. Its hull only haveing a now blast mark from when the explosion hit it. everything on the opposite side of Everest had survived. As other military craft and rescue ships came to the detonation site they notice that nothing exists in a large radius. Just the emptiness of space.
Beowolf watches and waits on his holo tank. Waiting for any source of news to come in. Later that day, the military had reported that some insurrectionist group had managed to get a hold of a medium yield Vimy-Class Tactical Warhead. Unlike the older Shiva-Classification and its ineffectiveness against shields, the Vimy does not have that problem. As more news reports come in, it is estimated that only three thousand people have died. Combined from the crew of the frigates and the manned transports on the detonation side of Everest. Now from going on forward, civilian contractors would be barred from stepping within Everest's location. Purely trusted military craft only. This event also caused there to be a crackdown on nuclear-grade weapons and their security. Raids all across the UEG were in operation as nukes were taken back from the evil hands of the Insurrection.
Months after the initial attack on the construction of Everest. The building continued to move forward. Unaffected by the bombing. The main bridge, engines, and other essential rooms had been installed on Everest. All under the watchful eye of the military. The bridge had become Beowolfs new home. Allowing him to be in direct control of what was happening on Everest. The ship's AI Ana was present too but Beowolf kept her in check as it was his ship for right now. He did not mind the other AI's company, Beowolf sometimes enjoyed it as she was the only other thing that could keep up with his intellect. He had tried to talk to the construction crews as they came and went but they either ignored him or did not understand what he was blabbering on about. As he sprung up from his holo table, he noticed Ana sitting on hers alone. He spoke up causing her to flush a light pink from her normal dark red colour. AI could never experience emotions or know what it was like to feel, although what Ana did when Beofwolf spoke was extremely odd. She was a sixth-generation AI while Beofwolf was only a fifth. Perhaps this was a new feature? Odd as it was, Beofwolf began to talk to her about data sets and the exponential destructive power of an M60 Archer Missile against a pack of Brutes. An enemy not faced in years. Ana seemed interested so interested in the conversation that he or Beowolf did not seem to notice or care that the doors of the bridge opened with the person in charge of Everest or who was going to be in charge. Captain Jacob Kent. The son of the famed admiral along with the rest of the high admiralty. Good afternoon Beowolf as Beowolfs avatar shifts around to face the captain. Ana an almost bright pink returns to her normal dark red state as she waits to in case she is spoken to. She shoots Beowolf a look that even caused some of the humans in the room to raise eyebrows. They too thought that maybe these extra emotions and personalities were a part of this new generation of AI.
So Beowolf, what is the status on Everest? Jacob asks to inquire about the construction of the craft. "Well sir. We have only an estimated year left of construction as all that is left is to mount the ship's weapons and defence systems, then obtain her compliment of additional craft". "Very good Beowolf" The rest of the admiralty paces around the spacious bridge as they take everything in. One of them even sits down at the station for one of several weapons officers exclaiming that they remember when they had this position.
The Captain and the high admiralty leave the main bridge as they continue to tour the main sections of the ship. Beowolf and Ana watch as they take the main lift to the hangar level. Beowolf and Ana continue to converse until Beowolf breaks off a piece of himself to watch the rest of the ship while his main processors can focus on Ana.
One Month later
Beowolf and the to-be Captain watch from a nearby shuttlecraft as arms shipments come in on large military transports. Beowulf's main AI chip was plugged into the craft, rendering it under his control. Jacob Kent asks Beowolf to maneuver the shuttle closer to visually inspect the transports beginning to come to berth beside Everest. This was the beginning of installing its many weapons and defence systems across the ship. From modern technologies such as the Mk4 Hanley Engine and Reactor, modules came new Everest classifications created solely for the ship. Jacob remarks to the AI that this ship is going to be a powerhouse. The thousands of missile launchers across its twelve-kilometre hull would be a bitch to deal with. Beowolf moves the shuttle towards the top of Everest, where larger missile pods can be seen being mounted into the hull. The small shuttle was dwarfed by the size of these launcher pods. Moving around Everest again, it was noticed that the underbelly section had a larger opening. This must be the hangar bay used to store the ship's own small defence fleet. Much like the Infinity-Classification of supercarrier but able to hold much bigger than the Strident and Anlace-Class Frigates.
After his incursion with the captain, Beowolf is back in his temporary home. When he comes to life on his holo tank he can see Ana waiting for him. Miss me? she says as he begins to go over the actual armament of the ship. In fact I did. Did you know that this ship is going to be able to hold over one hundred and fifty Vimy-Class missiles in all their own payloads. The destructive potenti- As Beowolf spoke he forgot what he was going to say. Which was very odd for an AI. It is not like they can forget what they are going to say. He looks at Ana as she begins to flush even pinker before he gave her his full attention. Beowolf begins to talk about the specifications of the missile much to Ana's liking as she turns from almost light pink to white.