posted November 15, 1999 05:09 AM              

Caramon was sitting in his desk, looking brisk in his new uniform, when a few apprentice stormtroopers strode into the room. He could easily tell that they were nervous, one of them was shuffling from foot to foot, and one looked like he was suffocating in his suit. The third, however stood straight and sauted Caramon. "Sir!" he started, with no hint of anxiety in his voice, "A young rebel has just walked into the hallway, we do not have a clue where he came from, but he is heading this..."
"This way" a new voice cut in, confident and not fearing the Majere officer who was now on his feet, blas tech pistol in hand.
"do not fire unless you wish to be destroyed!"
"A threat from a child?? i am not impressed" Caramon replied, and in response, he felt a strength in this child that he had not sensed before. He knew the strength,
"do you not know that jedi gets trained at the age of seven, and i am fifteen??"
"what do you wish of us?" caramon repied, still confident that the child was not here to destroy him, otherwise he would have done it already,
The youth smiled slyly, and melted into the shadows, making himself almost invisible to the naked eye
"I will be known as Shadowhawk for now, and i wish to ally myself, to be a dark jedi........"

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TO BE CONTINUED!!!

posted November 15, 1999 11:12 AM              

"Welcome then young one!"

Waking up in a shuttle, ShadowHawked probed for the adjecents space and discovered that he was alone in a passanger bay of a Lambda-class shuttle, save for the two minds of the pilots he detected in the cockpit.

From there he doscovered that he was travelling toward Rilke system, the home of the Sect of the Eagle.

posted November 15, 1999 01:26 PM               

Meanwhile back in the Lorn Capitol Palace...

"Thank you General, I appreciate you sending me new stormtroopers. Also, I apologize for making you fill out those death certificates. Just please next time do not have new recruits assigned to the palace," Caramon was extremely upset at being assigned those new recruits. The bold one he simply knocked unconsious and sent him to the hardest training that he is ever going to have. Majere knew that the bold new recruit would wish he would have died instead of getting knocked unconsious. The others he crushed their skulls with a simple mind trick. The paperwork was increasing ten fold on his desk, but to his delight most of it had already been taken care of by his command staff. Majere was extremely pleased with his current command staff, and it showed with the increase of recruits lately. The only thing that did not please him was the increase in attacks against the Vast Empire citizens at the hands of these pirate clans.

Just outside of the Erewhon System...

"Sir, sweep of this system is complete. I am ready to transfer command to the next squadron," said Commander Athran in his Tie Advanced starfighter. His squadron's patrol increased ten fold these last few weeks. The only thing that pleased him was that it was never in the same system twice in one day. Commander Athran was hitting the controls to head back home, "Okay people, let's head back home. I got dinner this time." Commander Athran sat still in his cockpit counting down to hyperspace. "Four minutes to the hyper point", thought Athran.

"Tie Advanced Squadron, lower your shields and prepare to be boarded. We not only outnumber you ten to one, we also have a Strike Cruiser locked on with torpedoes. Don't be stupid, lower your shields," Commander Athran was shocked at the sudden gruff voice. He kept thinking, "Should I surrender? I should fight to the death! Where was my replacement squadron? Don't we have any capitol ships in the system?"

posted November 16, 1999 03:03 AM              

"Athran, attack the pirates. Do not worry, we are comming..."

This made an impact on Athran, and caused some of his focus to be lost, and the voice went silent.

But the arrival of a STRKC at 8 clicks and several squadron of hostiles made him all focused again. There were at least two full squadrons of R-41, but there was also a large mix of Z-95, T-wings and Uglies.

"Alpha squadron, attack formation!"

"Arm your concussion missiles and fire at starfighters when in range. Break formation when we close at point-seven clicks."

"Alpha 2, acknowledged"
"Alpha 3, yessir"
"This is Alpha 4, arming missiles as ordered"
and the rest of Alpha similarly acknowledged his orders.

The TIE Advanceds were heading straight on towards the pirate ambush when the STRKC, identified as "Panther's Claw" sent dozen of blue streaks of light, identified as Advanced proton torpedoes rushing at them.

Meanwhile aboard the bridge of the ISD-II Devastator....

Fleet Admiral NiksaVel, sitting in his command chair, opened his eyes and smiled.

"Exellent! Everything is proceeding as I have forseen." I said to noone in particular.

Rear Admiral Sesswanna, the flight officer who was standing at my right side made a confused look.

"Flight officer, bring us out of hyperspace in T minus 30 seconds!"

Back in the auter reaches of Erewhon...

The TIE Advanceds were steadily approaching their destiny in a tight formation.

The missile approach alarms were keeping them uneasy, but then a single event made them all feel a lot better.

Imperial II class Star Destroyer Devastator dropped out of hyperspace right between them and the Clan Panther force, torpedoes detonating on it's bow shields, causing no damage.

"Launch all squadrons!" NiksaVel spoke.

"And try to disable that cruiser, we might find some useful information aboard it."

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Vast Empire Fleet Commander
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posted November 16, 1999 10:36 PM               

Meanwhile, aboard the Platform Despot, CEO Threeof4 violently ripped the blueprints of the enhanced stormtrooper armor into shreds.
"No! It is all wrong, you imbecile!" he shrieked at a timid looking engineering corps junior officer, "How many times did I tell you, 'we must have a ventilation system in the armor'..."
"I realized that, sir," the young engineer said apprehensively, as he fidgeted with his tunic, "I thought I might improve upon your design and---"
"Y-you..." Threeof4's face colored red with anger, "... y-you might improve on my design?"
He suddenly gripped the frightened junior officer by the collar, "My design??? Do you realize my mental facilities are twice yours, ya pea-brain!!!"
Suddenly, the door of the office irised aside revealing two cloaked men. One of them held a blaster rifle set on stun.
"What do you want?" Threeof4 snorted, "How dare you barge into my office without..."
The armed intruder leveled his weapon at the CEO.
Threeof4 slowly slinked backwards, "S-stay back-k... I-I know-w... I know Karate!"
A brilliant blue flash struck the CEO, as well as the junior VEEC officer, and all went black.

Following the fray that had transpired half an hour before in the outer reaches of the Erewhon system, Commmander Athran had docked his TIE Advanced in the massive hangar of the immense ISD-II Devastator. A few minutes later, he briskly walked, with his black flight helmet neatly tucked under his right arm, to the bridge of the latter vessel. He halted and snapped his heels together in sharp salute in front of Fleet Admiral NiksaVel;
"Sir, we sucessfully destroyed all enemy squadrons. The enemy Strike Cruiser was disabled. The Imperial assault transport which boarded the STRC Panther's Claw has reported that certain navigational data was obtained from the computer systems of the ship revealing the coordinates of a secret pirate base."
"Very good, Commander, you may return to your squadron," NiksaVel ordered in his usual calm commanding voice, "Rear Admiral Sesswanna?"
Sesswanna stepped forward and saluted, "Yes, Fleet Admiral?"
"Transfer the data found aboard the enemy Strike Cruiser to the computer systems of the Devastator."
"As you wish, sir," Sesswanna acknowledged and proceeded to carry out the orders.
NiksaVel clasp his arms behind his back and gazed out of the main bridge viewport of the ISD-II Devastator, "This has been a glorious day for the Empire."

posted November 18, 1999 07:11 PM              

Rear Admiral Sesswanna sat at a communications counsel downloading information retrieved from the Strike Cruiser into the Dev's computer banks.

"Hmmm, this seems to be taking forever - maybe if I try to speed the process up with the Force it will go faster," thought Sesswanna to himself.

He stepped back from the counsel, put his arm up and opened his fist pointing towards the counsel. Sesswanna let the Dark Side flow through him, as he put all his concentrated entirely on trying to find a way to speed up the transfer.
Suddently a message came through the com systems, upsetting Sesswanna's concentration. One word made it through "Devastator" before Sesswanna lost all concentration, and fried the Devastator's communications system with the Force.

The counsel in front of him lit on fire, and a junior officer quickly ran and got a extinguisher, while Sesswanna stared at the counsel in total shock.

Soon the fires he started were put out, and he snapped out of it. He immediatly asked for a damage report.

"Sir, we have a total communications system failure - and minor damage to sensors," said the Dev's damage control officer.

"Get damage control teams on it, NOW," screamed Sesswanna.

Meanwhile, a shuttle landed in the Devastator's docking bay. Admiral Schnapps stepped out of the shuttle - to an abandoned hangar bay. Hadn't the Devastator recieved her transmission?

Schnapps immediatly began a brisk walk to the turbolift to take her to the bridge - where she ran into Fleet Admiral NiksaVel.

"Admiral, " Schnapps said while stiffening up and snapping off a tight salute.
"At ease Admiral," said NiksaVel while returning the salute.
"Sorry to give you command of the Devastator when it is in this state, Admiral," said NiksaVel.
"In what state, sir?" Schnapps asked, confused.
"It seems the Communications System mysteriously shut down a few minutes ago... let's hope this isn't a new weapon that Clan Panther has developed," said NiksaVel, worried.
"Hmmm... No - that would not be good," said Schnapps, as the door to the bridge openned.

Sesswanna looked over to the two new arrivals, and his face immediatly turned pale.

"Surprised to see me, Sesswanna?" asked Schnapps.
"Uhhh.." mumbled Sesswanna, immediatly before coming to again and pronouncing, "Fleet Admiral NiksaVel and Admiral Schnapps on Deck!"

Schnapps looked Sesswanna over and said, "Why are you so nervous, Admiral?"
Sesswanna just started mumbling, as Schnapps probed his mind and discovered what happened.

"SESSWANNA!," Schnapps yelled, while NiksaVel whispered, "Welcome back, Admiral," giggling.

Schnapps' face instantly turned red as she glared at NiksaVel, then turned to Sesswanna, about to blow.

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Welcome back Admiral Schnapps!

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Rear Admiral Sesswanna
Flight Officer of the Vast Empire Navy
Advisor to the Vast Empire Army
Dark Jedi Knight in the Vast Empire Dark Jedi Order
Slave of Schnapps
FO/RA(U) Sesswanna/HCN-3/ISD-II Devastator/VEN/VE/NI [GRC(11 members)] {RCM}[DSM/MAH/VC/VCM]=A=
ADV/Rear Admiral Sesswanna/VEA [EW]
DJK Sesswanna/Krath/VEDJ

posted November 18, 1999 07:57 PM               

Trying not to think of what horrors the new Captain of the Devastator was capable of, Sesswanna found himself wilting under her stare. Sending a silent prayer, Sess closed his eyes and awaited the inevitable.

A second later he felt the air pushed out of him. He opened his eyes in panic, and realised that Schnapps had engulfed him in a massive hug. Panting for breath and flapping his arms, he eventually managed to get her to let go, and stared at her in shock. "Ma- I mean si- I mean ma'am? Are you feeling all right?"

"All right now I'm back on the Dev, Sess," she replied. "Now, what have you been doing to the Comm system?"

Sesswanna blushed guiltily as he explained. Schnapps narrowed her eyes a little, but it was clear she was in too good a mood to hold anyone any real malice. "Have it fixed immediately, I don't like being vulnerable. The Comm system is our eyes and ears." Sesswannna nodded, and hurried off. Before he could leave the bridge he was called back by a voice. "Sess . . ."

He turned around. "Yes ma- sir- . . . yes, Captain?"

Schnapps was facing away from him, looking out of the front observation window. "Don't ever harm my ship again, Sesswanna, otherwise I will be most . . . displeased."

Sesswanna nodded silently and scurried out.

Smiling at the two officers, NiksaVel moved over to Schnapps. "It's good to have you back on board, Schnappy," he said with a smile. "The Dev hasn't been the same since you left." He opened his tunic and reached inside, removing something. He silently handed it to Schnapps, and walked swiftly off the bridge.

Realising what was in her hand, Schnapps spun around in delight. "Thank you, sir!" she called after him, getting a languid wave from his retreating form in acknowledgement. She stared at the long, thin object, and whispered to herself, "My own handy-dandy . . . my very own handy dandy . . . wow . . ."

She was shaken from her thoughts as a workcrew arrived on the bridge and started removing the communications console. Suddenly serious, she stared out of the main observation window at the stars. "Deaf and dumb," she muttered. "Without that Comm system, anything could be happening out there without our knowledge . . ."

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It's good to be back!

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Admiral/Krath Magician Schnapps
Captain of the Dev

Official Hanger-On

I am Lion, hear me ROAR!

-=IM:AHH XIV=-

posted November 18, 1999 08:05 PM               

"Well I would like to meet the Wing Commander and the Squadron Commanders as soon as possible," said Schnapps.

"That can be arranged," said Niksavel arrogantly.

He then summoned the Wing I commander and the Squadron Commanders to the deck. The Devastator immediately started to come to life. All of the Commanders showed up in a matter of minutes except Athran, who stumbled in a ten minutes after they were summoned. He clicked his heals and Saluted.

"Sorry sir, I was asleep, Sir!" said Athran weak in the voice.

"That last run was tiring, Sir," said Athran with a little more composure.

Schnapps stepped forward and stared at Athran with an evil eye making him cringe at looking her in the eye. She then looked the rest of the Commanders over.

"They will need a bit of work. SOME, more than others but I shall make them exceed there limits," Schnapps said with confidence.

"All of you are dismissed. I need to see you all in my office with in the next 24 hours, or there will be hell to pay!" Schnapps said reliazing the power she has just obtained.

She then Saluted Niksavel and Sesswanna and walked off to her office with an evil smirk across her face.

"I think you have chosen the Captain wisely, Sir," said Sesswanna.

"Indeed I have.. Indeed," said Niksavel lost in thought.

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Commander Athran

posted November 30, 1999 12:13 PM               

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//SIGNED//
Caramon Majere, Field Marshal, Vast Empire
Head of the High Council
HHC/FM Majere/HC-1/SSD Mustang/Lorn4