The battle was going exactly as planned. Reinhart von Lohengram's forces numbered more than twice that of the enemy and it was just a matter of time before total victory was his. He smiled at his best friend and confidant Seigfried Kircheis. "It's going well, isn't it Kircheis?" "It would seem so, Lord Reinhart." Reinhart turned his attention back to the battle at hand. "Still, there's no need to take unnecessary chances. Prepare to launch the Valkyries." Meanwhile on the flagship of the Alliance 13th fleet, Yang Wenli had anticipated Reinhart's next move. He sat cross-legged and absentmindedly played with his beret. "He's launching the Valkyries." Yang stood up and put his beret back on his head. "It's time to test our secret weapon." Yang made a face at Fredericka. "Remind me again who's great idea this was?" Fredericka Greenhill, his adjutant, referred to her notes. "Admiral Sitolet was the one who gave us the order, but I believe the idea originated from the Secretary of Defense." "Job Trunhit, huh? Well that would explain it. I suppose I could have opposed it more strongly, but I think there may actually be some merit to it. If it works it could end the war peacefully." Yang sighed. A member of the bridge crew called out. "Your Excellency! Sound Force reports they are ready to begin the operation." "This is it." Yang pointed toward the enemy fleet. "Launch the Valkyries!" Suddenly there was an eerie silence and every face turned toward Yang in confusion. One spoke up. "Don't you mean the Spartanians?" "No, launch the Valkyries. Have the rest of the fleet pull back and let them do their job." Silently Yang thought to himself, *I'm counting on you, Fire Bomber!* On the flagship Brunhilde Reinhart leaned forward in his seat, suddenly aware that the Rebel Fleet before him was behaving unexpectedly. They had begun to withdraw at an alarming rate, and he wondered what had caused this shift. Certainly, he had been winning and he eventually expected the Rebel Fleet to withdraw. But he wasn't expecting the Rebel Fleet to just run away. Wasn't Yang Wenli commanding this fleet? Reinhart expected more from his adversary. "What is he doing? There must be some reason for this," Reinhart thought aloud. "Kircheis, what do you think?" "I don't know either. Perhaps we should withdraw ourselves? Or does he want us to follow him?" "I don't like having other people dictate to me the course of the battle. We'll maintain our current position, but monitor the Rebel Fleet carefully. Keep all channels open." "Your excellency! Several small craft are approaching from the enemy fleet at a very high velocity." Reinhart's eyes widened. "Intercept them. Use the Valkyries!" "Sir, they're dodging all our efforts to stop them! They're extremely maneuverable!" "Don't give me excuses!" "Sir! We've lost communication with parts of the fleet. The small craft are emitting a powerful audio signal on all channels! It's some kind of message!" "Put it through!" Suddenly booming music swept through the Brunhilde's speakers and communication system. #HEY EVERYBODY!! Hikari wo mezase! #Odorouze! DANCIN' ON THE PLANET DANCE! Reinhart and Kircheis both covered their ears in pain and horror. "My God! Kircheis, do you know what this is?!" "Lord Reinhart, I can't hear a word you're saying!" "IT'S ROCK AND ROLL! Never in a thousand years would I have dreamt that the Rebels would stoop so low!" "What did you say?!" "NEVER MIND! SOMEONE TURN THAT OFF!" "WE ALREADY DID! THEY'RE USING AN EXTERNAL SYSTEM TO FEED THE MUSIC INTO THE SHIP!" "DAMN!" Reinhart looked around the ship and realized how vulnerable they were. They couldn't fight like this. #NO MORE WASTIN' LOVE! Aiwo mudani suruna! #Omaedakewo darekaga mitsumete ruhazu! "HAVE THE FLEET WITHDRAW! WITHDRAW IMMEDIATELY!! USE A VISUAL CODE" #HEY EVERYBODY Kokoro-no-ma mani As the Imperial fleet began to withdraw the singing momentarily stopped and the voice of the singer could be clearly heard over the beat of the drums and the electric guitar. "NO! WAIT!! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO MY SONG!" Back on the Alliance flagship, the crew watched in shock and wonder. At first the Imperial attack had continued unabated, but in a matter of minutes all return fire had ceased and obvious confusion reined in the Imperial Fleet. Yang removed his beret. "It's working. Unbelievable." "Is this the power of rock and roll?" Fredericka stared in amazement. They watched in silence until the Imperial Fleet finally began to withdraw. Spontaneous cheers went up from the crew. Yang smiled and relaxed. "That's enough. Contact Fire Bomber and tell them to return to the fleet immediately. This battle is over." In the cockpit of his Valkyrie, Nikki Basara watched the Imperial Fleet withdraw. He'd received the order to return to the fleet, but he couldn't stand not being able to finish. He continued to play his guitar. "If they would just listen to the entire song!" Frustrated, he finally turned back to the fleet. There would be another chance. The End This has been a LoGH/Macross 7 x-over by Jennifer Califf Jennifer jcaliff@nsai-petro.com S S _S__ _________ | |_/_/-------' | /_/ \___/ This is not a pipe.