posted October 15, 2000 03:02 PM               

***In orbit over the planet Dargo***

"Sir! We just got news in that Commander PJ and some other Naval Officers have defected to General Sithspawn�s forces! They have hijacked a number of Naval Ships and have set up a blockade between us and General Athran's forces on the ground." Shouted a Lieutenant from the bridge Comm Systems. "Also, Athran is requesting that you and Admiral Schnapps meet with him on the ground. We have a Shuttle prepared for you."

"Tell them I will be there momentarily. Also message Rear Admiral Destroyer and tell him he is charge of the navy while I'm meeting with the army." Atrus replied smoothly as he turned with Schnapps to go to the hangar bay.

As the pair were walking down the corridors Schnapps turned to Atrus once they were out of hearing range of any of the other crew, "Nix, what do you make of all this? It doesn't make any sense,� she inquired.

"I don't know what to make of it... All I know is that we have a hard fought civil war ahead of us."

For the rest of the trip to the shuttle they were silent, both planning out what steps needed to be taken next. They boarded the shuttle side by side, and walked to the cockpit, Atrus jumping into the pilots seat, and Schnapps in the co-pilots seat. Each going through pre-flight sequences and diagnostics of the ship. The shuttle slowly lifted up on its repulsorlifts then left the hangar deck.

A several minutes later they were entering the atmosphere on a course to the rendezvous point with Athran.

"Schnapps hold on!" Atrus screamed as he spun the ship into a barrel roll to avoid blaster fire from behind. "They followed us from the defectors..." He mumbled to himself, looking at the sensors, 6 Tie Defenders on their tail, as he did evasive maneuvers to avoid the cannon fire. "Find us a place to land, quick!"

Schnapps went to work on the nav systems and terrain maps, as Atrus reached over and pressed a button. A counter measure flare fired from the back of the shuttle. One of the TIE Defenders was following too close, and the flare smashed through his view port and exploded, another flying right beside him collided with one of the solar panels that went flying off in the explosion, then crashed into the canopy of trees below.

"Transferring coordinates to your console now, Fleet Admiral!" Schnapps reported.

A moment later a laser blast hit one of the wings on the shuttle. "Brace yourself we're going down!" Atrus barked, but neither officer had enough time to strap themselves in the safety harnesses. A second later both were flung through the veiwport as the shuttle crashed hard into the trees. The shuttle created a brilliant explosion in the green forest.

*** Athran's HQ on Dargo surface ***

"Why are they this late? Where can they be." Athran wondered aloud.

"Sir, we just got reports in from scouts that they saw a Imperial Class shuttle be shot down in the atmosphere but some TIE Defenders. They went to investigate and this is what they found," a junior officer reported to his commander as he slid a data card across the table to Athran.

Athran loaded it, and accessed the photos and reports stored on it. The first photo was that of a naval officer in a white uniform with another in a gray uniform lying beside. Both were bloody and scarred all over. The officer in the gray uniform appeared to be female. Athran read through the report. "Great timing, first the Prefect, and now the Navy Commander in Chief. Who's next?"

"Sir, we also have a report that Rear Admiral Destroyer is siding with our forces to defeat General Sithspawn and Commander PJ's forces."

posted October 15, 2000 03:56 PM               

PJ walked through the doorway of Sithspawn's office. "Sir, you wanted to see me?"

"Yes, PJ please sit...all right, I am glad to see you have decided to join me in my quest to take command of the Vast Empire from those clumsy officers...and better yet you have brought along some back-up. Trust me, if you and your associates comply to the orders given and do not do anything to...sway my trust I see a very high position in the future. That IS if and when we defeat those loyal scum of course."

"Of course," Commander PJ replied,"I shall not let you down." With that PJ left Siths' office. No sooner had he walked 10 metres a LT ran up to him.

"Sir, I advise you come have a look at this."
The LT led PJ to one of the communication stations on board the ship where he watched as one of the defected Army squads was ambushed, assaulted and killed. Only two escaped. PJ rewinded the tape and watched it over and over before moving to three more tapes with similar results. "I recognize those markings, it's in all the videos...the red suits, they're Iron Horse squad and they are destroying our Army troops...it looks like it's up to me and my Navy comrads now....

posted October 15, 2000 04:53 PM               

"Damn it! Why can't anything ever go right?," screamed CPL Fury at no one in particular. Just when things were settling in pretty well for him in the Army, some lunatics had to go and rebel for no apparent reason. Somehow, the VE's forces were split down the middle and duking it out with each other. Not having any true idea of the divisive cause, he had decided to stay with the "official" army.

Of course, now the loyalists had been struck some serious blows at the top. That left a lot of firepower without direction. Squad 3 being a prime example of that.

"PFC Yillamien, any luck contacting any higher ups?" With SGT Snake injured after the squad's shuttle was hit enroute to the planet, Fury was nominally in charge, though that didn't mean he knew what was going on as he wasn't part of any briefing...if there was time for that.

"Negatory on the chain of command. However, we do have reports of Iron Horse raising hell in an encampment 20 klicks to the east of here." Yillamien was one of the four troopers with Fury scouting out the area. After accidentally coming on to a forward observer and taking him out, they had a rebel comset, allowing them to get the take from both sides of the conflict.

"Alright, Iron Horse is where the glory is right now. They might need some help though. The traitor's speeder bike might come in handy if there weren't five of us. Bump the crash site and let them know where it is in case they need a quick getaway. We have to find a better way to the combat zone. PFC Jediwannabe, scout for something larger: trash hauler, landspeeder, dewbacks, something faster than our feet. Yillamien, keep scanning channels for something more than we know. I'd hate to show up in the middle of an air strike. Marko, the two of us are gonna do another perimeter check, spreading out towards the east until we are all ready to advance. PFC DarkLord, stand guard and see if this traitor had some meal packs laying about. I'm getting hungry.

"Basically, we have it easy. If it's not in red armor and doesn't have our IFF code - kill it."

posted October 15, 2000 06:02 PM               

Rear Admiral Destroyer paced along the flight deck of the ISD Devastator, he looked at the report and then back at the control panel on his desk. He just could not believe that the NCC and staff were dead. The comlink on his desk went off. �Destroyer here� he said in a stern voice�. �Sir, they are waiting for you at the funeral service� replyed the young private. �I am on my way� responded Destroyer. He stood up and fixed his nice dress unform and walked off down the halls of the Devastator. He reached the room in which the cerimonies where being held and stopped in front of the doors. He took a deep breath and had a few moments of silence thinking about Atrus and Schannps. The navy will really miss those people. The door opened and he walked into the room. Everyone was silent and they all looked at Destroyer as he walked into the room. He made his way over the where VA Jackel and VA Sesswanna were standing. �It�s a really sad day for the empire� commented Jackel. �We should proablly get this going� said Sesswanna. �Yes lets� replyed Destroyer. �Greetings everyone we are gathered here to celebrate the lives of the two of the greatest people to serve the Empire, Fleet Admiral Atrus and Admiral Schnapps�. The ship shook violently and all the lights went red. �Battle stations, battle stations� came the voice over the intercom. Destroyer looked at Jackel and Sesswanna, �lets get to the bridge now�. Destroyer sprinted for the bridge followed closely behind by Jackel and Sesswanna. �Status Report� Destroyer asked calmly. �Admiral, we are under attack by the Defectors� mentioned the commander. �Alright� commented Destroyer �Sesswanna and Jackel lets meet in my office now�.

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RA(U) Destroyer
Training Officer
VEN
Ubique
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori

--Note this was edited by GrandMoff Threeof4, the Mustang is not to be involved in this story as Kadann, Majere, and Three are all on vacation in this time line, thanks.

posted October 15, 2000 06:49 PM               

BLUE

Daishi stood in front of a few empty crates that he was pulling from the cargo bay of the Royal Barkalounger when a noise attracted his attention to a new preasence behind him.

"So how long have you been standing there." Daishi asked without looking away from the crates in front of him.

"Long enough. I know you and what you are about to do can not be allowed. I know even if I do not stop you you would wind up stopping yourself because this is contrary to everything you beleive in, fought for, and stood for." An unfamilliar voice replied.

"Then you should also know that people and times change." Daishi replied as he started reaching for one of his two pistols.

"That will be of no availe to you." The unknown being said.

Daishi pulled his blaster out of his holster and spun around to fire at the unkown person in his cargo bay. All he got in return was an agganizing pain throughout his entire body as he fell down to the floor and into uncouncsiousness.

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"Indecent exposure is fun." Sonatina

"If we have all knowladge then we would not wish to seek what we know, but if we had no knowledge how could we even ask a question?" Plato on knowladge.

posted October 15, 2000 09:33 PM               

RED

posted October 16, 2000 12:09 PM               

RED

Trooper SiriusV pants as he pulled off his helmet for a breather as Captain TJ reported that the enemy in Sector Eight has been neutralised. Being in warfare was never a joking thing, and he knew that he is engaged in one of the worst civil wars in the Vast Empire. He cleaned his blaster rifle and loaded it with more power just as he heard Captain TJ replied to a command asking the Iron Horse to move on the Sector nine to scour for more enemies. He hitched his blaster rifle up and listened attentively as Captain TJ montioned them to move forward. After a few orders, the entire Elite Iron Horse troopers crept, keeping a careful watch all around them.

After around 10 minutes of working through the dense forest, the troopers hitched their Blaster Rifles. They were in Sector nine now. Suddenly, he heard a shifting sound behind them. He immediately became alert.

Captain TJ noticed and asked : 'Anthing wrong?'.
SiriusV replied:'I sense that someone is watching us.'
Captain TJ immediately motioned them to get into hiding. Diving into a nearby bush, he releases his safety catch. There was tense alert atmosphere in the air. Suddenly, he noticed that TJ motioned to his direction. Spinning around, through the greenery, he could just make out faint lines of enemy troopers. TJ crept over and studied them for a momment. He then put up 2 fingers before dropping them towards the enemies direction --- forward to that direction.
Slowly and cautiously, the Elite trooper crept forward. At the next signal, all the troopers fired at the enemy group, but they were caught by surprise. The enemy group seemed to be well prepared and were able to anticipate their moves. They retaliated, and soon the Elite troopers and the enemies are engaged in a criss-cross battle. Blaster bolts bursted everywhere. Captain TJ signaled us to surround the enemies in the hectic situation, and they slowly surrounded the enemy, who didnt notice the movement, so busy they were in shooting. When they were surrounded, the Elite troopers moved in and were able to aim properly. This time, their aim was true, and the enemy fell into a heap.
Trooper SiriusV laid his rifle down on the ground, took of his helmet for another breather as he heard Captain TJ make a new report on his activated comlink and reported 'Sir, Sector nine cleared of enemies.'

posted October 16, 2000 07:45 PM               

The large doors opened exposing a dark office with a large black shinny table. At the other end sat Admiral Destroyer.
"Good to see you Reesbon," Dest said as he stood up slightly and and pointed to the seat next to the desk.
"I'll need your help Rees." He said with a longer face than usual.
"Sir, you can coun't on me." Reesbon replied.
"The VE is being torn apart. From the inside and out. I know Atrus trusted you as his adjutant, and I don't want things to change between me and you. I need you to be my eyes and ears." Destroyer said as he leaned back in his chair.
"I under stand sir." Reesbon said with a stait nod.
Destroyer picked up a datapad and handed it to Reesbon Fortis, "I want you to acompany an Intell Squad on the Corvette Dragon."
Reesbon raised an eyebrow, "Interesting. I will help where I can."
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CRV Dragon
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A small Troop transports docked with the Corvette with a loud thump. The Boarding hatch squeeled open and the Rear Admiral steped down into the ship.
A Junior LT met with the Admiral, "Rear Admiral Fortis? This way sir. I will direct you to your quarters."
"My quarters?" Reesbon snaped in a reply?
"Uhmm.. yes sir. We will notify you if we need you, uhmm, help." the LT said slyly.
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posted October 16, 2000 10:01 PM               

BLUE

Agent walked a couple hundred yards away from where his squad was and sat down for a while to think. He had to. It was all too much for him to grasp. "What the hell's going on?" He asked in the general direction of a tree. It had a squirrel-like animal on it, but it was definitely not a squirrel. A squirrel would've run long ago. The creature stared at him as if it knew what he was thinking, but it gave him no reply. Agent wished that the Squirrel-thing would go away. "hmph. figures....the entire VE..."

"What figures?" asked a voice.

"Nothing," he replied. "I was just...nevermind."

"Sir, lunch, sir."

"I'll be there in a bit. And drop the 'sir' thing."

"Yes sir."

Agent looked at his watch, more for lack of anything else to do than for any other reason. The Squirrel-thing was staring at him again. He threw a rock at it. The rock made a plink against the creature and bounced to the base of the tree. Agent just stared. "too wierd..." he said. He approached the thing and looked at it, closer this time. Approaching the thing carefully, he reached out and touched it. He picked it up. "I think I should show this to someone." he said aloud. He had a feeling that this wasn't just an animal...It was important, he was sure. He took the thing back to where the others were camping. Maybe THEY could explain this...

posted October 17, 2000 11:20 AM               

-END-

posted October 17, 2000 03:01 PM               

Daishi slowly opened his eyes and quickly adjusted to the bright light directly in his face. Immediatly he could tell something was amiss with the environment around him. His experiences and biology made him extremly sensitive to the force of gravity and right now he could tell he was on a planet instead of the artifical gravity of a ship.

"Arise my servent." Said the unkown figure.

Daishi stood slowly but carefully. A rage within him, seemingly coming out of nowhere, consumed his very being. Then he realized that everything he had been fighting for had been a sham.

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"Indecent exposure is fun." Sonatina

"If we have all knowladge then we would not wish to seek what we know, but if we had no knowledge how could we even ask a question?" Plato on knowladge.

posted October 17, 2000 03:13 PM               

Rear Admiral Reesbon Fortis sat back to think of an excape plan and maybe a plan to take over the ship when he saw something that almost made him have a heart attack. An Elite trooper stood before him, but the trooper was not what scared Fortis. He could see the bulkhead behind the trooper.

The partly invisible Royal Guard stood there for what seemed like an eternity. Finally it said, "Follow me."

Fortis slowly started to get up, but thought better of it and stayed in his nitch.

The trooper extended his hand and said, "Come."

Reesbon glanced down the corridor from where he came... Not a trooper in sight. He dashed over to another hiding place next to the trooper and asked, "Who are you?"

The trooper didn't respond, he only turned and walked the other way, through a closed door. After Fortis hadn't moved for a while, a red gloved hand poked out of the door and a finger motioned for him to follow.

[Please do not control my character unless you get permission]

posted October 17, 2000 06:41 PM               

�What in the hell does he think he is doing?� shouted GN Athran.

�Not to sure, but we have to take him out quick,� replied HG Sesswanna.

�I plan on that, we will ravage whatever defenses he has set up!� shouted Athran.

�Anyone who is not at our base at this time is considered AWOL, and we will take them back in to custody with force if must,� said GN Athran.

�I�ve requested Destroyer come down and meet us, he will be working with us to restore the Armed Forces under the appropriate control,� stated Athran.

�Good to hear, I�ll be in my tent, probably talking to Tiana if you need me,� replied HG Sesswanna.

�Sesswanna, as the second in command I want you to get all of the troops and officers rallied up 4 hours. I have a speech to make,� ordered Athran.

�Will do,� replied Sesswanna.

Sesswanna saluted and walked away, figuring he�d just make his assistant rally the troops, but remembered his assistant joined Syth�s forces. He figured he had to get someone to lead the troopers on the battlefield, and ordered Anakin to report into him ASAP.

About 15 minutes later Anakin went to the High General�s tent investigating what he wanted him for.

�Reporting for duty, as orderd, SIR!� said the eager Trooper.

�Relax, We need someone to lead the troopers on the battlefield, and since Athran and I will be trying to put back together the Army with the help of our assistants and advisors. We have chosen you to be the platoon commander of the squads currently under our control,� said Sesswanna.

A large grin came across Anakin�s face, �Sir, yes sir!� replied Anakin.

�A little information that you will need is that Iron Horse squad is in sector 9 taking out all opposition. Sergeant Snake and his squad are guarding base Alpha, the rest of the troops are working on getting a command center constructed,� said the High General.

�Also, get all the troops and officers rallied up, Athran is going to issue some orders,� ordered HG Sesswanna. �But don�t worry about Iron Horse squad, they will be fine, just get the rest of the personnel there.�

A few hours later, all of the troopers and officers where rallied outside of the where the command center was being constructed.

Athran walked up on the podium, and began his speech.

�Greetings my fellow troopers and officers, you are here today because of your loyalty to the chain of command and to the Vast Empire Army,� Athran stated while rambling through his notes. He sat his notes down and started speaking from his heart.

�You all know that with the loss of HG Crysus and his assistant Craff that we have all been distant from reality. But Syths and the forces under his command need a wake up call. As of now, all troopers who have not reported in to their commanders are considered AWOL. And my job as leader of the Army will be to return them back to the true Army, the Army that will honor the death of our prefect and the Army that will be triumphant no matter what the cost! I�ll be honest with you, we have quite a battle ahead of us, we will be fighting our own flesh and blood, we will be fighting our friends, but remember we are here to fight for the Vast Empire and right now the matter at hand is to restore the Army under proper control. I want all squad commanders and commanding personnel to report into me, I have assignments for everyone that they need to start on to make this fight go as quickly and smoothly as possible,� concluded GN Athran.

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General Athran

posted October 17, 2000 06:51 PM               

For hours nothing had happened. After a quick repast of rebel mealpacks, the un-injured members of Squad 3 ventured forth into an ever-emerging unknown. PFC Yillamien had managed to decipher the traitor's (STILL too hard to call them the enemy) comm freqs and generally oriented the area where fighting was still under way. Jediwannabe had dug up an old Ubrikkian 9000 landspeeder (THAT was a misnomer) and a rusted ULAV (Ultra-Light Assault Vehicle) from an old shed away from the main path in these parts.

The ULAV had given out three klicks back, though that wasn't too bad of a loss as the blasters were stripped and the grenade launcher empty. Besides, Fury didn't mind riding on top of the 'brikk as it was stank inside and it did provide a better vantage point. Though it did make both PFC Marko and he better targets, it was a necessary trade-off.

Twice they had come across their former comrades in arms. First, a couple troopers apparently separated from their squads. The survivor of that firefight informed Fury of the havoc caused by Iron Horse before passing on.

The second incident came as a TIE Interceptor plunged into the forest alongside Squad 3. For some reason, the pilot, outgunned, injured, and already defeated in the air, climbed out of his cockpit screaming like a madman and firing off a pistol. None of the shots came near Fury or his comrades. PFC DarkLord had the sense to plug him with a stun bolt, but despite Marko's efforts at battlefield surgery, the pilot died. The best indication of the strange behavior he had was that the pilot behaved as if drugged, or brainwashed. Certainly his reactions were not those of a stable mind. Maybe the civil war was too much for him to handle. Fury filed it away for G2 to analyse in the event they got off this rock.

In any case, the easy ride was over. Geosat analysis pinpointed them eight kilometers from the last indication of conflict and a family speeder was the last thing to charge into combat in. From here on, they walked in. If comm chatter was correct, they would be able to flank the opposition and hopefully meet Iron Horse in the middle. Of course, they had to find a way for the Elite to acknowledge them before they got that close. Another job for the comm specialist Yillamien.

posted October 18, 2000 01:04 PM               

Fortis stared at the ghostly image of the elite trooper, "There's no way.." he thought to himself as the trooper led him through the doorways of the CRV.
After each door way there were troopers gaurding the path to the bridge. At each juntion this mysterious Trooper would cut down the troops with a long force pike. The troopers were dropping like flys. They couldn't even see this elite trooper slicing through their comrades.
Finally they came to a large double layered blast door. It was the bridge. This guy led him strait to the bridge.
"So, you got me this far. How do you plan on getting in there?" Reesbon said with a cocky tone to his voice.
The Elite Trooper said nothing. He merely reached over to a panel in the wall, waved his hand, and opened a hidden tactical acess panel.
Fortis then realized, "Most ships have an emergence panel with access to the bridge. But how'd this guys know where it was located, let alone know how to open it." He shook his head as if clearing his mind. The trooper than pulled out a knife and cut certain wires, twisting them together. With a quick surge of power sparks flew from the panel and the doors slid open revealing the bridge. Fortis quick grabed a blaster from one of the troopers that were on the ground dead, and took a defensive position behind a bulkhead. Fortis fired several shots hitting the scrambling officers and the Bridge Gaurds. The mysterious trooper,though, walked strait onto the bridge, pulling out his blaster and fired on several of the unsuspecting officers. They couldn't attack what they couldn't see.
Shot rang throug the entire corridor and bridge. Smoke filled the air. Then finally, there was silence. Fortis got up from his crouched position and looked around. There was only smoke and bodies of officers spewn all over. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air.
Fortis walked over to one of control panals and resealed the blast doors. With his hand still on the panal he looked up at the Trooper and said, "Who ARE you?"
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-(End)-

[This message has been edited by Reesbon Fortis (edited October 18, 2000).]

posted October 18, 2000 01:31 PM               

The Royal Guard didn't turn around as he looked out the forward view. He simply replied, "You may call me 'Red Mage.' I was once in the Vast Empire as an Elite Guard and as a Dark Jedi. I am here to help... That is all you need to know"

Fortis stood for a minute to think and finaly took his hand off of the panel. He walked over to one of the big control panels, found a switch and pressed it, jamming the comm channel. Reesbon then walked over to the nav computer and plotted a course for the Blue team's base.

Red Mage knew where they were going and silently walked over to the door to guard as Reesbon Fortis sat in the Captain's chair.

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Official Ghost of the Vast Empire

posted October 18, 2000 10:11 PM               

TEAM BLUE'S MAIN BASE

"Sir," shouted a short trooper sitting in front of a series of screens, "I think we've got it."

"Very good," said a larger officer-type. "Let me see it."

"Right here, Sir."

The officer looked at the screen. A small grin twisted across his face, like a small kid who had just found a dollar. "Good. Let's go get it, then."

JUST OUTSIDE THE BASE

"I'm sending the co-ordinates now." came the voice from Agent's walkie.

"Got 'em," said Agent. "When do we go?"

"Soon as you can get your squad ready."

"How does 1 hour sound?"

"Can you make it sooner?"

"No."

"Well, then great."

1 HOUR LATER

The squad was ready to move. Though their destination was not far away, their trip took what seemed to the troopers to be forever. When they finally made it it was getting dark. Agent knew they didn't have much time to work with. They saw a small, unremarkable stick-and-grass hut sitting in the middle of a small cluster of others. Each was a rough square, about 15 wide, with no windows, and a weathered symbol above each door. The squad went inside, and not being told what would be inside, they held their blasters at the ready. Cosmic and Agent first, followed by three more squad members. The rest of the squad watched outside for others. Inside was a single, small, round, wooden table. On it was a box, which was locked with a large metal combination-lock.

"Open it," came the suggestion.

"And just how do we do that?" asked Cosmic.

"Like this," said SnowTrooper. With that, he went cautiously up to the box. He shot the lock with his blaster and opened it. Inside was-------

THIS TO BE COMPLETED BY ANOTHER FROM TEAM BLUE

posted October 19, 2000 10:19 AM               

(On the CRV Dragon)

Reesbon sat in the captains chair peering into the view port as the CRV floated over the nearby planet. The Blue green planet reflected on the hull of the Corvette as it moved at a slugish speed.
After a few minutes Reesbon lifted himself off the chair a few inches and his eyes widened. "I think we found out target." He said. "Rerout all power to the engines.. we need to get there before it is too late." He shouted out to Red Mage as he stared out into space.
About 5 klicks away floated a massive Imperial Class Stardestroyer. They usually don't look so big, untill your on the reciveing end of their Turbo Lasers.
"Shall I arm the Auto Turrets?" asked Red Mage.
"No. For all they know we are on their side, remember ? I have something better planned."
Soon the Destroyer filled the entire view port. You couldn't see very little stars, only the huge hull of the enemy ship.
Reesbon reached over to the COM control on his chair and said, "I'm going to send a signal to the Destroyer letting them know we've completed our mission, whatever it may have been, and that our communication's have been damaged by the enemy. Hopefully they'll pull us into their hanger bay."
Reesbon stared at the Ship. Red mage looked down on an oposite console and saw a light flashing, "They recived it. They are requesting that we cut engine power."
"Do it." RA Fortis replied.
In that instant the tractor beams on the destroyer started pulling on the Corvette. The entire ship shook roughly as it pulled it closer to its "mouth".
Reesbon got up and walked to one of the officers dead on the ground. "This must have been the captain," He said as he pulled out a Code cylinder from his chest pocket. "Find the XO if you can Mage."
Red Mage noded and looked around until he found the other officer. Reesbon walked over and took the XO's pocket cylinder as well.
He marched over to one of the Tactical sections of the bridge as he took a deep breath.
He placed both cylinders into 2 scomp links, activating and lighting up the smaller screen. He typed in some commands and then said to the computer, "Set self destruct sequence for 5 seconds, on my mark." He picked up a remote communicator as he walked away from the screen. "Lets go Mage.." He said as he walked past the Jedi.
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The two of them ran down the corridores to the Escape pods. By this time they both knew what was going to happen. All of a sudden there was a loud vibrating THUMP! The ship had docked with the Destroyer.
The 2 got to a single espace pod and crawled in.
Reesbon held the communicator and said in a calm commanding voice, "MARK !".
At that the ships alert system went off. Reesbon pulled the espace lever and fierd the Espace pod.
The pod jettison out of its tube and flew out of the ship. The pod kept moving farther and farther away. And in a single flash of light the Corvette Exploded inside the Destroyer's hangerbay. A chain reaction started and the entire Destoryer started to implode and explode at differen't sections of its hull. In a briliant blast and explosion the entire ISD was gone.

-((END))-

I hope this gives the Navy a LITTLE edge.. I was planning on going to the planet and doing an orbital bombardment until I heard the news that the navy is at a stalemate..
Come one guys !! Get your squads to take out some ships !!!

posted October 19, 2000 11:06 AM               

Reesbon Fortis sat looking out the back viewport, laughing. Rees started to turn around as he said, "Well Mage, that takes care of them..." Fortis stopped short due to the fact that he was now alone in the excape pod. Reesbon slammed his fist into the side of the pod and muttered a curse that few people knew. He then looked down at his newly sprained wrist and muttered another curse.

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Official Ghost of the Vast Empire

posted October 19, 2000 03:59 PM               

"Where is everyone?" TJ heard his troopers mutter. It had been two days now without any sign of reinforcements. They had been told that a friendly squad was to be coming to help out but they had not yet arrived.

Suddenly, TJ saw Exar Kun perk up and seemed to be aiming towards the north.

"What is it, Exar?" TJ asked moving towards where Exar Kun was crouched.

"Two troopers, sir. I have yet to identify them, but we'll know in about half a minute."

"Copy that, Exar." TJ moved back to look at a scanner he had been given to help in this situation. A few clicks and TJ found his answer. They were the reinforcements checking in. When TJ got up to tell the rest Iron Horse he saw most of them behind rocks, shrubs and trees aiming towards the north like Exar. TJ flipped on his SquadCom.

"Iron Horse hold your fire...our reinforcements have arrived." TJ noticed his squad give a sigh of relief and most of them sitting back and leaning against their to-be cover.

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*After Meeting with Reinforcements*

"Sir, more activity to the east,"Talon said waliking up to TJ," From what I can tell they are the traitors."

"All right Iron Horse, let's what we do best!" With that Iron Horse followed by their backup squad opened fire and watched as the enemy's numbers quickly decreased and as the last man fell a roar was heard throughout the forest.....

posted October 19, 2000 04:20 PM               

PJ had been called to the communications room yet again. Another attack by Iron Horse had left one of their strongest forces running for their lives. It was definitely up to the Naval part of their group to get the job done.

"Lieutenant, send Sithspawn a message. I am taking Viper Squadron out to do some joyriding."

"Joyriding, sir?" the young LT questioned.

"He'll know what I mean." With that PJ strolled off to gather the pilots of Viper Squadron.

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*Just after Takeoff*

"So what are we out here for, sir?" Hotshot asked through the speakers.

"We are out here to make a difference," PJ spoke in his mic,"Iron Horse is destroying us on the ground...we're going to take them out in the air."

"Commander, enemies spotted at 3 o'clock at a distance of 19 kliks," said a lieutenant from the nearest capitol ship.

"All right guys listen up, we aren't here to kill ourselves...we are the Elite squadron so let's just take out as many as we can taking minimal damage. We'll clean-up the rest later."

"Copy that." Viper squadron moved in on the attackers. PJ looked at his targeting computer. '5 klicks and counting' he thought.

"Viper, arm warheads, link...lock...FIRE!" PJ yelled. He counted 2-4-6-20 warheads...there were supposed 22.

"Sir!I don't see Kingpin anywhere." Six of the opposing TIEs exploded.

"Shields full, fir at will guys...but don't get cocky." PJ watched four more TIEs turn to dust. Then he noticed the other two fleeing."Viper, don't let them escape!"

"Sir I've got one on m-" the voice stopped, PJ expected the worst, but then to his relif; "Never mind sir, consider him flaming ashes." The opposing squadron completely destroyed with only one minor scare...'that was too easy,' PJ thought.

posted October 21, 2000 01:02 AM               

----- ISD II Devastator -----

�Guys, we just aren�t up to par in the air. We need a little superiority in the skies so that our army division doesn�t have to look up every 5 minutes wondering if there is anything hunting them from above,� stated Destroyer.

�We have been working our squads to death as it is,� stated Jackal.

�I agree Sir, ��s of the squads haven�t got 8 hours sleep in the past 48,� added Sesswanna.

�Well, get them rested, and set up a daily schedule for patrol and bombing runs. If one squad is sleeping I want the other one to be on full alert,� commanded Destroyer.

�Jackal, I�m sure that you can come up with some type of schedule to suit our situation. I expect it tomorrow morning, bright and early,� commanded Destroyer.

�No problem,� replied Jackal.

----- Recon Patrol: Alpha Squadron -----

�Roundy take your flight and scout our second way point, if we split up we�ll get back in decent time and actually catch some shut eye,� commanded Apocalypse.

�Will do,� replied Roundy.

A few minutes passed and Roundy came back on the com.

�Sir, I have a contact 15 clicks from our current position,� said Roundy.

�Man, you have got to be kidding me! Almost ready to go back to the ship and get some rest when some freaking ship has to show up. All right, we are going to blow whatever it is up,� said Apocalypse.

�All right, Flight 3, divide up in between Flight One and Two, and cover our six�s. We don�t want any fighters on us when we make our attack run,� commanded Apocalypse.

�Roger that, sir,� replied Flight 3 leader.

�We have a positive identification on what kinda ship it is yet?� asked Roundy.

�Negative, it seems to be a frigate of some sort. Probably just a Lancer, let�s just give it a rockin that it won�t soon forget,� commanded Apocalypse.

�Will do,� replied Flight 3 leader.

15 minutes later�

�We have a confirmation on the ship, it is a Lancer Frigate and some TIES escorting a supply shipment apparently,� stated Roundy.

�All right, relay that to the Devastator, and let�s raise some havoc,� commanded Apocalypse.

�Cancel the previous orders, here is how it goes. I want Flight 3 to take out the stray TIES, Flight 2 concentrate on the Lancer, and we�ll pick up the TIES near the Frigate and assist you in taking out the Lancer,� commanded Apocalypse.

�I also need all of the cargo ships identified, I want to know what Syths is bringing in for the Army,� commanded Apocalypse.

�Remember these may have been your comrades, but are now our enemies. Lets try to make this as painless as possible,� said Roundy.

�Sir, yes, Sir,� said the Flight 3 leader as he swooped in for a shot on the unsuspecting TIE guarding the shipment.

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Captain Apocalypse
Alpha Squadron Commander
CMDR/CPT_Apocalypse/Alpha_1-1/Wing_1/ISD_Nemesis/1ESF/VEN/VE {BOH}

posted October 21, 2000 02:51 PM               

---- Base Alpha: Red Team Encampment ----

�Where is he?� Athran thought to himself.

�He�ll be here, I know he will,� replied Sess obliviously sensing what Athran was thinking.

�Let�s hope,� replied Athran.

�Sir we have confirmation that Destroyer will be arriving in approximately 30 minutes,� said the communications officer.

�Good, ok Sess, get someone to make a detailed map of all our forces current locations in half an hour. I also want a map of our base and any weak points that we need to reinforce,� ordered Athran.

�Ok, I�ll have someone get on that right away,� replied Sess as he glared at the tactics officer.

30 minutes later�

�Sir Destroyer is here,� said the guard outside the base of operations.

�Let him pass,� replied Sesswanna.

Destroyer came in along with Fortis following him closely behind.

�Ahh�. good to see you Destroyer, Fortis,� said Athran.

�Likewise,� replied Destroyer.

�So, how�s the battle in the air going?� asked Athran.

�Its pretty well at a stalemate,� replied Fortis. �We�ve won some battles, but they have too, noticeable progression hasn�t been made by either side, yet. We are starting some new strategies that I am sure will pay off.�

�We are doing pretty well down here, we have set up defensive positions around our base and are making hourly patrol routes around the base extending 5 km out,� replied Sesswanna eagerly.

�We haven�t had an attack attempt since about the 3rd day of this escapade,� added Athran.

�Right now we have our elite Iron Horse Squad and squad 3 raising some havoc over about 7 clicks from Syth�s encampment,� added the communications officer.

�I have to compliment your boys, they have been keeping the air over our base pretty clear,� said Sesswanna.

�Good to know,� replied Destroyer.

�So what why did you need me here?� questioned Destroyer. �I am sacrificing a lot of time coming down here.�

�I�ll get right to the point, we are having a problem with the morale level of the troops. They aren�t fighting up to par, and we need something to raise their spirits. I think the only way to do that is going to be win a major battle against Syth�s and PJ�s forces,� said Athran obviously pale from a lack of sleep.

�Well I know our forces can beat PJ�s, but our pilots are running on such a low sleep level that an intense battle would put them on edge,� replied Fortis.

�The same with our forces,� replied Sesswanna. �Iron Horse squad hasn�t been back to the base since we sent them out the first day of battle.�

�Ok, I�m going to recall all of our troops back to the base, and get them rested up. Then in two days we are going for a major offensive against Syth�s forces,� said Athran. �The only way our offensive is going to help at all is if you can do the same against PJ�s forces in space. We don�t want them escaping to another planet.�

�I�ll recall all of our squadrons that we can and get them ready for battle in two days. I guarantee that we�ll be ready to make a major blow to PJ�s forces then,� said Destroyer.

�One thing, we have to make sure this stays between us. If word leaks out that we are going to be attacking them, we might have a real problem defending home base,� said Sesswanna.

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*Story Note* As red team leader for the Army I'm recalling all of Red team�s Army forces back to base. You should be making posts about getting back or arriving back to the base.

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General Athran
Executive Officer
Regiment Commander
XO-RC/GN Athran/HCA-2/1RGT/Erewhon/VEA/VE (CoV){VES}{BC}

posted October 21, 2000 05:33 PM               

ExarKun let out a sigh of relif. Captain TJ had just informed the squad that they were ordered to head back to base. Exar pulled off his helmet and wiped his face with his hands. "Bout time eh..." Exar heard Talon say from behind him. "yeah, bout time" Exar agreed. "Okay guys, we are going to meet a transport about 3 kilks east...they are going to be there in an hour. We have some marching to do. Lets move it out." TJ ordered the squad. "And men, good work...you are all fine soldiers. I am proud to fight beside you all." Exar could almost feel the tension rise form the squad. He took a deep breath, and begain his long walk east.

posted October 21, 2000 10:13 PM               

Fury took off his helmet for seemingly the first time in days and lit up a cigarra. "Damn it," he muttered. From the second his squad entered Dargo's atmosphere it seemed like he was fighting an uphill battle. First the attack that brought down the shuttle and the crash that left far from the LZ. Then scampering about the countryside with his sergeant injured and the whole squad as lost and out of the loop as he was. Finally some forward momentum came in surprising the enemy forces with a hit from the rear. Caught in the middle of the Raiders and Iron Horse, the traitors had one option left - stand and fight. They did, but poorly. Eventually PFCs Marko and DarkLord found Iron Horse (or maybe it was the other way around) and the combination of forces had pushed all the way the coup leader's HQ. A huge victory from such a small group of troopers. But now?

Well, they did need the rest. Weapons had given out a dozen times, only to be replaced by opposition blasters. And sometimes a fallen blaster with a charge was preferable to reloading your own when the pressure was on. So it would be good to resupply and rearm. There were some injuries that needed some serious mending as well. Maybe some of the injured troopers from the initial crash could come back to the front too. Rest wouldn't hurt either.

However, they had made great gains and for as tired and disoriented as they were, momentum was on their side. Storming a fortified emplacement would be far easier if the other side was even more disorganized than they were.

Well, maybe the navy would gain some ground and be able to assist with some air cover and bombing runs. The only fighters Fury had seen thus far had been inclined to shoot at him.

Enough of this back and forth. Orders were to fall back and regroup. They really did make sense, no matter what Fury thought. Probe droids would at least keep track of any above ground actions by the traitors.

The hell with it. Fury stubbed out his smoke on the rock he was resting on, put his damp, too-warm helmet back on, and keyed the squad channel. "Break's over kiddies. We're taking the rear while Iron Horse humps it to the LZ. Keep your eyes open for sappers, fighters, and basically anybody trying to tag us. Do this right and I promise you warm food before dark. And if I haven't said it sometime over the past few days, good job troopers. Thanks for backing me and not letting me screw up too bad. We did our duty well and nobody can deny that. Now let's go find those shuttles."

posted October 22, 2000 10:21 AM              

As snow trooper shot open the box Sergent Japer ran in. " I've spoted a couple of red troopers about two hours awat from here"! Hey whats in that box said japer? "Well I think its some hidden battle plans from a long time ago" said agent Man, with thoes we might be able to beet the red! said sergentjaper. Lets go show these to sithspawn well tell him about those troopers as well

posted October 22, 2000 05:41 PM               

It was done with mostly Charcoal pencils.. with a few other things aswell...

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Colonel Ghen "Grassroots" Sexton
Advisor to the Army High Command

[This message has been edited by Ghen Gr@ssroots Sexton (edited October 22, 2000).]

IP: 209.86.86.4

posted October 22, 2000 08:22 PM               

Iron Horse walked up to the platform where the shuttle was to be landing to pick them up.

"Were is the Shuttle?" Talon asked.

"We are a little early, give it a few minutes." just as Captain TJ said as the shuttle came into view and started its hover over the squad.

"Ah, there it is" Talon giving a sigh of relief.

The shuttle landed and dropped its entrance ramp. The squad started walking up to the ramp when they say a fiqure at the top of looking down at them. The figure was in a dark new uniform and had a curious smile on his face.

"Elite Iron Horse, boy am I glad to see you guys again!" Anakin said while walking down to meet the squad. "I'm happy to see that you have all made it back safe and sound."

"Anakin!" TJ said with excitement in his voice, "long time no see. How have you been?"

"We have no time for that now, lets talk on the way back. Right now we need you guys back to base, and rested up for the next battle ahead. We are preparing for something big, that requires a lot of planning and you guys will need to be well rested." Anakin said as he started to walk up the ramp, the squad following. "We have one more stop and then its party time for you guys!"

The shuttle took off and headed toward Raiders squad location.

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2nd Lieutenant Anakin
Commander of Wildcard & Storm Platoons
Offical Sidekick of the CoP
PLT-CMDR/CoP:OSK/2LT Anakin/1,2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE

posted October 23, 2000 08:47 PM               

"I haven't seen an enemy trooper for a long time...that's wierd," Agent said as the squad walked back to the base.

When they arrived back, it was dark. Wearing their night-vision goggles, the squad looked like overgrown grasshoppers.

"Stop right there!" a guard yelled out, "who are you?"

"Wraith," said a few squad members.

"Did you get 'em?"

"You bet yer *** ."

As if just finally recognizing Agent's speech, the guard let them in.

"They'll be VERY happy about this," said the guard, who was grinning already.

"I know," said Agent, with a slightly smaller grin on his face, "but they're not the ones that get to do the fighting..." With that the squad walked into the base.

posted October 24, 2000 05:31 PM               

The weather was warm with the occasional breeze, rather refreshing considering where Blue teams base was located. Kurtz walked down the corridor after a little R&R, due to the heavy strain the blaster shot put on his body. "Agent, tell the troops to form up and await my command. If we're gonna win this war, we need organization and a battle strategy." - "Yes, sir." exclamed Agent with unquestionable discipline and integrity.

Kurtz gave the ranks a look of anger that sent chills down the spines of the troopers. His eyes looked like fire, with the ability to burn through corpse simply with the intensity of his glance. "The situation is becoming grim, we continue to lose ground to this scum, known as Red team. Our casualty rate is increasing and I expect more from you!" barked Kurtz with an unusual sence of disgust in his voice. "Faaalll Out!" Immediately they scattered and continued with the work at hand. "Japer, stay here with me! We have to talk!" snapped Kurtz.

"Allright Japer, I have assigned you to a special task force aimed at sabotage. Do you wish to accept this mission?" asked Kurtz in a deep, solemn voice. "I'd be glad to sir, Red team is gonna pay for the delay they caused us in taking them over, too bad it's inevitable." Kurtz grinned, ignorence and patriotism will be the downfall of Blue team.

posted October 24, 2000 06:01 PM               

The sight from the heavens was legendary, hundreds of stormtroopers assaulted a team Red outpost. The few troopers located inside the sentry tower shot round after round, fearlessly at the mob of commandoes that swarmed them, in the hopeless plight for reinforcements to arrive before their deaths. "Sir, this compound is now under Blue team control. What shall we do with the POW's?" messaged TJ over the mobile holonet. Kurtz sat back looking into space in an inquisitive manner. "Sir, you there?" "Ahem, sorry TJ, just caught up in something. Err... torture him until he communicates Red teams plan of action. "WHEN soldier, Not IF, he tells, give him the satisfaction of a painless death." With these words Kurtz went to the drawing board (or the holographic simulator) to prepare for the next battle.

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"Being Canadian is just like being next to a sleeping elephant."

posted October 24, 2000 07:55 PM               

"All right pilots, we've been sent out here to locate the opposition's bases, do not and I repeat DO NOT enagage in any sort of fight unless it's essential," PJ commanded over the squadron channel.

"Copy that, sir," a pilot from Typhoon squadron responded. PJ had been put in charge of the all of the navy pilots under Sithspawn's command.

"All right, break off into your flight groups, if you find anything report in immediately."

~*10 minutes into the Search*~

"Sir, this is Blaze 2 leader," Crewman Locke reported, "We have found an enemy base, sending coordinates momentarily."

"Good work Blaze 2. Does the base look like their HQ?"

"I'm not sure, sir. It is pretty big, you'll should be receiving a visual in a few seconds." PJ looked over at the screen built in his TIE.

"That's their HQ all right, good work. Attention! All fighters regroup at the asteroid above the following coordinates."
PJ sent the coordinates.

'Time to take this supremacy fight to a new level,' PJ thought to himself as his TIE turned and shot off toward the asteroid...