🛡️ Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger

Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger

As the golden light of the rising sun bathes Cincinnati, a formation of Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger—silent hunters of the Dark Mind—slices through the sky. Forged from Vollmondium and driven by instinct alone, they mark the silent heralds of Earth's fall, the shadows before the storm.

Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger

Autonomous Space Superiority Fighter - "Shadow Falcon"

▸ Overview:

Designed and first test-flown in 1963, the Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger represents the apex of Lunastadt's space combat doctrine. It is unmanned, nuclear-powered, and operates directly under the Dark Mind's command lattice.

Deployed only during the 2038 invasion, Schattenfalken launched the opening strikes of Earth's orbital downfall, executing precision attacks on satellites, surveillance platforms, and atmospheric defenses.

Built not for survival, but for dominance — the Schattenfalke is a predator among the stars.

▸ Technical Specifications:

Attribute	Detail
Designation:	SF-RJ/07
Role:	Unmanned Orbital Superiority Fighter
Powerplant:	Microfusion Impulse Engines
Length:	11 meters
Wingspan:	9 meters (deployed)
Mass:	7.5 tons
Top Speed:	Mach 24+ (orbital frame)
Operational Endurance:	90 days without maintenance

▸ Armament:

• Primary: Dual Plasma Arc Cannons(High-velocity, high-energy plasma pulses for rapid kill-shots)

• Secondary: Swarm Micro-Missile Launcher(Electromagnetic disruption and explosive payload options)

• Defensive Suite:

  • Active Electromagnetic Countermeasures (ECM)

  • Target signature distortion

  • Thermal masking
    

▸ Construction and Design:

• Hull Composition: Vollmondium-Titanium composite with plasma ablative coating

• Control Systems:

  • Direct Dark Mind neural link

  • Instinktkern ("Instinct Core") adaptive combat AI

• Notable Features:

  • No cockpit; full sensor-array command unit

  • Twin rear-mounted impulse drives

  • Partial stealth optimization (optical and radar)

▸ Combat Behavior:

• Primary Tactics:

  • Rapid orbit shifting

  • Swarm hunting formations

  • Single-pass precision strikes

• Engagement Protocol: Schattenfalken engage targets autonomously without communication or human input. They will pursue designated threats until elimination or catastrophic damage.

▸ Historical Deployment:

"The Schattenfalke remained silent for decades, awaiting a single order. When the 2038 invasion began, they descended from the blackness without warning, dismantling Earth's orbital network in a matter of hours. No warnings. No negotiations. Only the silent fall of dominance from the stars."

📜 Codex Annotation:

"The Schattenfalke has no cockpit because it has no soul to save. It does not dream. It does not fear. It hunts because it must."— Classified Entry, Lunastadt Strategic Warfare Manual

🕯 Development Timeline:

Year	Event
1953	Project Schattensturm launched to ensure orbital superiority
1963	First successful unmanned test flight of Schattenfalke prototype 03
1970s–80s	Engine refinement, full AI integration, Dark Mind slaving
1990s–2030	Mass production initiated in Verdunkelungswerke
2038	Operation Schwarzer Morgen: Schattenfalken deployed from orbit to destroy Earth's satellites and strike strategic assets at the invasion’s onset

📜 Lore:

"The Schattenfalke has no pilot, no heartbeat, no fear. It is the shadow between worlds, cast not by light—but by will. When it flies, there is no warning. Only silence. Then fire."

Four stealth fighters, crafted from dark Vollmondium alloy, glide silently over Cincinnati’s skyline at golden hour, casting long shadows over the city as the Ohio River gleams below, marking the beginning of a new era of aerial dominance.

⚙️ Codex Dossier: Schattenfalke Production Report

Black File // Classification: ECLIPSE-PRIORITY / LUNASTADT HIGH COMMAND

Inside the Verdunkelungswerke — Lunastadt's sealed production complex — autonomous robotic arms install MK-V “Zerocrown” reactors into Schattenfalke-class Raumjägers. Beneath dim industrial lighting and layers of lunar regolith shielding, the next generation of silent hunters is forged without a single human hand.

🏭 Origin of Production

After the first wave of postwar settlement and the successful activation of the primary Vollmondium smelters in the late 1950s, the Reich’s High Command authorized the formation of a sealed construction directive known only as:

Schattenstahlprogramm – “Shadow Steel Program”

Its sole purpose: build a new class of unmanned interceptor, one that could hunt without hesitation, survive deep-space conditions, and be deployed at scale without a single human life lost.

In 1959, the first design for the Schattenfalke-Class Raumjäger was etched into dark crystal schematic boards using beamplotters and quantum-fused logic templates. It was nothing less than a prophecy of war — a dream in alloy and silence.

⚙️ The Heart of the Machine – MK-V “Zerocrown” Reactor

Production of the Schattenfalke was impossible without a reactor small enough, strong enough, and cold enough to survive deep-space thermal variance. That power came in the form of the:

MK-V “Zerocrown” Microfusion Reactor

• Output: 16 Megawatts

• Core Temperature Stability: -273.05°C to +5,500°C operational envelope

• Lifespan: 110 operational years without refueling

The Zerocrown was more than a powerplant. It was the ghost of a dying empire, compressed into a thimble of metal and neutron plasma.

It was hand-assembled by automated drone forges beneath 30 meters of lunar rock shielding. Each unit took 11.2 hours to imprint, weld, stabilize, and shield. Not one failed during testing.

Robotic assembly arms fuse MK-V “Zerocrown” reactors into Schattenfalke-class Raumjägers deep within the Verdunkelungswerke. In the cold silence of Lunastadt’s aerospace facility, fighter after fighter is born under dim lights and glowing containment cores — each machine a perfect shadow awaiting the order to descend.

🏗 Construction Process – Verdunkelungswerke Assembly Complex

Production occurred in a place known only as Verdunkelungswerke — the “Darkening Works.” This sealed facility, pressurized by silent atmospheric compressors and lit by red-spectrum lamps to minimize energy signatures, housed:

• Six parallel full-frame assembly lines

• Autonomous overseer drones ("Knochenrichter-class")

• Zero-human-interaction build environment

Step-by-Step Production Process:

1. Frame Fabrication: Vollmondium slabs were milled and laser-etched into delta-wing skeletons within arc-stabilized mold bays. A single frame took 3.5 hours to carve, reinforce, and polish.

2. Core Installation: The MK-V Zerocrown reactor was lowered into the central dorsal cavity, hard-locked by magnetic seals. Integration with the fighter’s cooling ducts and plasma weapon capacitors was automated.

3. Hull Sealing: A thin, hex-crystal surface mesh was applied, topped with plasma-resistant ablative armor. This process, conducted entirely in vacuum, produced a matte-black finish indistinguishable from space itself.

4. AI Core Embedding: Each unit’s Instinktkern was flashed in. No two cores were identical — they were grown, not copied. Combat instincts, evasion patterns, and orbital strike protocols were embedded using randomized quantum walk algorithms. Each fighter would learn differently.

5. Dark Mind Link Calibration: In the final stage, each unit was synchronized with the early neural branches of the Dark Mind — the superconscious war directive that would one day control the entire invasion fleet.

The final product never blinked. Never twitched. It simply waited.

🧊 Storage and Deployment Vessels

By the 1980s, thousands of Schattenfalken had been manufactured and stacked like fangs into orbital deployment vessels — long-range haulers capable of launching them into Earth orbit within 72 hours. Stored in cryo-suspension racks, each fighter was asleep, yet aware — connected via quantum link to the ever-growing intelligence lattice that monitored Earth in silence.

"This weapon is not forged for war as man understands it. It is not meant to shock, to awe, or to terrorize. It is meant to extinguish. Quietly. Permanently. With precision no man can match."— Schattensturm Directive I:1:1

📜 The Night the Sky Fell...

The first thing Colonel Matthew Reeves noticed was the silence.

It wasn't natural — not the comfortable hush of a still night, but something heavier. Pressurized. As if the very air was holding its breath.

At 03:03 Zulu, he stood on the cracked concrete of Forward Airbase Lexington, staring up at a sky that seemed too clear, too cold. A few scattered stars blinked above Ohio, but something was wrong. The men around him shifted nervously, murmuring into radios that only hissed static.

They should have seen inbound threats hours ago. Satellites should have lit up the early warning network. The radar stations should have screamed.

But there was nothing.

Only stars. And then... the stars began to fall.

It began with trails of silent flame cutting across the black. At first, they looked like meteors — fiery needles tearing downward through the thin veil of Earth's upper atmosphere. But Reeves had spent twenty years fighting wars and chasing ghosts. He knew. He knew these weren't meteors.

Above the horizon, dozens — no, hundreds — of sleek black shapes descended in perfect silence. They weren’t tumbling like space debris. They moved with terrifying precision — angling, banking, adjusting.

Within seconds, the radio waves became a chattering scream of distortion.Command vans lost their satellite uplinks. Targeting computers flashed error codes faster than operators could clear them.Patriot batteries swung upward, trying to acquire targets. The new railgun platforms rotated, blindly firing into the night. But they never locked on. They couldn't.

The shapes — triangular, sharp, unnatural — fanned out across the sky, each one glowing faintly blue at the edges from their reentry burn.

And then the first plasma bolts hit.

The anti-aircraft batteries died instantly.

One by one, command trucks bloomed into fiery geysers as precision plasma strikes ripped through their hulls.

Missile silos cooked off like Roman candles, igniting ammunition stores and sending shockwaves tearing across the base.

Reeves heard himself shouting orders — "Engage! Fire blind if you have to! Bring them down!" — but it was too late.

Swarm missiles — small, agile things — spiraled down from the black, finding radar domes, optical towers, anything that could fight back. In seconds, the base’s defensive grid was shredded.

Something fast and black shrieked low over the tarmac — so low Reeves felt the air pressure slam into his chest. He caught a glimpse of a machine: matte black, cockpitless, with cold lights flickering along its flanks. A hunter.

A machine that had never known fear, or doubt, or mercy.

He stumbled backward as the command center detonated in a rising inferno.His headset buzzed with a dozen voices screaming partial commands, status updates, cries for help — and then static swallowed them all.

High above, the dark shapes hovered like carrion birds, their wings spread, engines shifting as they stabilized in a terrifying ballet of control.

They weren’t flying like human pilots. They weren’t even fighting like aircraft.

They were executing.

Methodically. Without pause. Without acknowledgment. Without humanity.

By 03:15 Zulu, the base was gone. Not captured. Not overrun. Gone.

The surviving personnel — those who hadn't burned or been crushed by collapsing bunkers — scattered into the countryside, clutching rifles useless against machines designed for a kind of war Earth had never seen.

Colonel Reeves sat slumped against the shattered remnants of a Humvee, blood trickling down his temple, watching the sky as the black wings reformed into squadrons and banked westward — toward the heartland. Toward Cincinnati.

And overhead, more trails of flame began to fall from orbit: larger this time, heavy and slow — tank drop carriers and deployment pods, following the path the Schattenfalken had cleared.

The invasion had begun.

And there was nothing left in the sky to stop it.