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(Editors note: Ok guys and gals, this is where the story will once again be placed. I am google caching what I can, I will have to retype the rest. Bleargh. But I am doing the best I can.)

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(Editors comment: here we go, due to popular demand!!! This part takes off less than a week after the battle of Kuat, so you didn't miss a whole lot. Enjoy!)

Admiral Teshik smiled carefully as he stared out the viewport of his current flagship. Outside, a small force of New Republic vessels was fighting a losing battle in orbit of a minor world near the Imperial border. They were heavily outgunned, and should have surrendered at the onset of the battle. But their commander was a fool, and thought he could somehow put up a fight. A decision that had cost a Mon Calamari cruiser its' life, along with the lives of most of its' support vessels.

"Have the Adamant come about, and move to block that Escort Figate. I think that vessel may be preparing to retreat." Teshik said, and he watched as his orders were carried out. He thought about all the other battles that were happening at this very moment in more than a dozen systems along the Imperial/New Republic border, and he hoped that all of them were going as well as this fight.

"Admiral, we are recieving a communique from the Frigate, they are offering to surrender." the captain said, and Teshik nodded. He waitied for a moment, and then turned to the captain.

"Accept their surrender, with no conditions. Offer the same to all surviving vessels, and prepare our vessels to stand down. I think most of them will accept. Destroy those that do not." he said, and he turned to walk from the bridge. The battle was over, he was no longer needed here. The captain would be able to handle the operation from here, as it was a simple mop-up operation, followed by a quick vessel capturing stage. And if the Captain could not handle it, he would soon find himself in command of a very small vessel somewhere in the deepest parts of the core doing hyperlane surveys.

Teshik left the bridge, and walked into his small command room. He walked over to a small display, and activated it. A hologram swarmed to life, showing the main battle line between the Empire and the new Republic. All along the line, dozens of stars blinked slowly, showing worlds that had already been hit by the Imperial lighting raids. A dozen more glowed brightly, showing worlds currently under assault. Soon, a new set would glow, as the Empire kept up its' efforts to weaken the Republics' Second Fleet enough that they could break the line.

But thier efforts did have on major downside. The entire Imperial fleet was taking part in this operation, constantly switching vessels around to make sure that vessles got enough time to repair battle damage before they had to go back into battle. But this meant that a large portion of the Empire was being left ungaurded, open to counter-assaults from the New Republic. But it was a riask they had to take. If they could weaken the Second fleet enough, the New Republic would haveto call up the elderly Third fleet to assist, which is what Teshik wanted. because once that happened, the CSA would be in a position to launch a massive assault against the unsuspecting Third, opening a second front in the war.

Quiety, the chime on his desk beeped. Teshik looked over at it, and frwoned. He was supposed to be out of comminucations until this mission was over with. But that chime meant that someone had gotten through on the holo-system. He walked over to his desk, and tapped a button.

"This had better be good, he growled, hoping that the evident anger in his voice would tell whoever was on the other end that he was not happy about being disturbed like this.

"Admiral, this is Drommel. I would not have contected you, but I have come qacross some information about the Fifth fleet hat you may find very interesting." Drommel aid, and Teshik nodded. The Fifth fleet was supposed to have arrived within the week to assist in re-inforcing the embattled second fleet, but for some reason it didn;t appear to be be in any real hurry to get to the front. Any Teshik was wondering why this was.

"Alright, send me the information. How did your battle over Delei V go?" he asked, and he heard the other Admiral chuckle slightly.

"The New Republiv didn't even whimper. We arrived in system, and the two Frigates simply surrendered. We then ransacked the supply depot, and then used it as target practice. All in all, a very simple operation." he said, and Teshik smiled. One minor point in this whole operation was the capturing of as many enemy vessels as possible to supplement the Imperial warfleet. So far almost thirty vessels had been added to the fleet.

"Excellent. I will contact you later, Admiral. We will all need to be meeting soon to discuss the next phase in our war." he said. he did not have to add that if the CSA did not enter, the next phase would probably mark the beginning of the end for the Empire.

"Of course Admiral. Drommel out." he said, and the comm went silent. Teshik walked around to the other side of his desk to look over the information that Drommel had sent him. As he read it, he smiled slightly. This was very interesting information. And if it turned outto be true, he may have to play one of his cards sooner than he expected. Much sooner.

(Editors Note: You know, ever since I got out, the distractions just keep coming. I'll post more later. I hope.)

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Editors comment: Jesus, you guys are addicts. I am seriously thinking of charging per installment, just to see what I can get out of you people for my story.

Anyhoo, on a semi-related note, we fired up a new RP where the Battle of Endor was actually a draw. Death Star blew up, Emperor died, but the Rebel fleet got romperstomped by the Imperials afterwards. So now a very rag-tag rebel alliance is running random sorties against the Empire, while all the warlords duke it out for control. Currently, all bets are on the very unlikely tag-team of GA Syn/Admiral Zsinj to take Coruscant away from Isard and her cronies.

But now, onto the story at hand!!!)

Han sat at his desk, staring at the screens in front of him. The longer he stared at them, the more frustrated he became. One of several temporary commanders now n charge of the Second fleet, he was quickly becoming annoyed at the antics of the Empire. They were constantly shifting forces around to cover the holes the Empire was pounding into the defensive lines. And every time they moved forces, the Empire made new holes. It seemed that the Empire was just plain one step ahead of them.

Currently, he was contemplating how to properly protect a world filled with needed industrial complexes, all the while making the large populations of the nearbye resort worlds happy. It was aggravatingly difficult, as the leaders of both resort worlds considered their own safety far more important than the safety of the very infrastructure that kept the New Republic military running. He was almost empted to abandon those worlds altogether, just to make the leaders squirm for a while. But heknew if he did that, he would never hear the end of it from Leia.

As he sat there, his comm went off, and he cursed. As if fleet movements weren;t enough, no one would leave him alone. He was constantly being bothered by other commanders in the fleet, planetary leaders requesting more vessels for their defence, and by members of the Senate who wished to know how the battle was going. Most annoyingly was the constant reminders of how he had bested Zsinj, and why wasn;t he capable stopping this like he had before? he tapped his comm unit, and was about to speak when a voice came over it to him.

"Han, long time no talk to." the voice said, and Han smiled for the first time in days. Of all the people he had expected to hear from today, Wedge was far from the top of the list. But he was near the top of the list of people he wanted to hear from.

"Wedge! Where have you been? We have been trying to get ahold of you for weeks!" Han said, and he could hear Wedge sigh over the comm.

"I know Han. I have been out on the rim, hunting pirates and sniffing up intel whenever I can. I just now got to where I can actually get ahold of people. " he said, and Han nodded. Just about everyone knew about the resignation of Wedge Antilles, but not all knew of his very silent, very secret re-enlistment a month later, along with assignment to the NRI long-distance recon section. Wedge, along with a squadron of specially trained pilots, was now scouting hte outer rim for pirates, and sniffing out leads to the hiding place of the Imperial funded pirates which had been houding NEw Republic shipping lanes since the battle of Soullex.

"I suppose you came back when you heard of what happened at Kuat?" Han asked, and he could hear Wedge sigh again.

"Yah. What a fiasco that was. Han, what the hell is going on here? A year ago we could have pounded the Empire flat. Now, we are running around just trying to keep everyone calm as the Empire runs overruns the fleet at every turn. I think I may be starting to understand how the Empire felt just before Thrawn showed up." Wedge said, and Han nodded in agreement.

"I wish I could tell you. All I know is that the Empire is keeping us on our toes, and not letting us reset the defenses long enough to hold off their attacks. The only thing that keeps the senate from screaming bloody murder is the fact that the Empire hasn't taken any worlds yet. But with how we are fairing out here, it will only be a matter of time." Han said, and he could almost imagine Wedge scowling. They both knew that Wedge would be better suited at fighting on the front lines, from the cockpit of a fighter or the bridge of a flagship. BUt those who knew he eas still around also knew that it was still too early to put him back in command after the disaster at Soullex.

"What are they doing, just weakening the lfeet? That seems to be a giant waste of time since it won;t belong before the Fifth will be ready to move in to relieve you guys. Not to mention the Third is finally beginning to mobolize, which will make teh EMpire look over its' shoulder." Wedge said, and Han scowled. Apparently no one had told Wedge of the new plans for the Fifth fleet. When Han had heard of the plans, he had almost flown to Coruscant himself just to put his blaster to someones temple.

"You are right on the Third fleet being mobolized, to bad the Fifth is gettng ready for a "Security Tour" through the core, to show the people that the massive New Republic warfleet is still in fighting shape." han said, and he heard Wedge moan slightly on the other end.

"Are you joking? The Fifth is the best chance we have of relieving the Second. Whose dumb idea was this? I think I may have a few laser-points to show them they are wrong." Wedge said, and Han chuckled, understanding how Wedge felt.

"It was a call by the Senate as a whole. Apparently quite a few people are hearing about how bad we are getting whipped at the moment, and they want to show everyone back home that we still have a fleet worth their tax credits." Hand said, and he heard Wedge sigh.

"That sounds like them. When are they finally going to let the military run teh war?" he asked, and Han had to wonder the same thing. But Han was also was on a deadline, so he needed to get to the point of this call. But before he could say anything, Wedge spoke up again.

"Han, about the reason I called. We have some new intel about who is calling the shots in teh Empire. I didn't believe it when I heard it, but after checking a few things out, we think we have our new Emperor." he said, and Han tensed up. They had been hunting who had taken over the Empire for over a month now since they ha ddetermined Pellaeon was no longer in control.

"Who is it? A moff? Or some other warlord?" he askd, and Wdge was silent for a moment, which made Han uneasy.

"Han, it's a Grand Admiral. The same one we captured at Endor and executed. We don't know how, but Grand Admiral Teshik seems to be in control of the Empire." Wedge said, and Han sat there silently. He knew for a fact that it wasn't possible. He had been present at his trial. He had been present at his execution. It simply wasn't possible. But at the same time, he knew Wedge and the NRI wouldn;t be saying this unless they were absolutely possible.

"Wedge, are you absolutely certain? One hundred percent? This is not something we want to screw up." Hand said, hoping beyand all hope that Wedge would give him a good answer. But as per usual, his hoped were dashed.

"Sorry Han, but we have the Holos to prove that either Teshik, or someone that looks and sounds just like him, are in charge. " Wedge said, and Han cursed. It was no wonder that the Empire was running rampant while they were struggling to get their act together. grand Admirals were the best mind the Empire had, and this was just the chaos they were capable of achieving. The New Republic had been lucky that most of them had been killed in various ways before they had ben forced to deal with them themselves.

"Alright Wedge, thanks for the info. I think I ned to go, and let this sink in. If it is him, we are in for a world of trouble." hand said, and Wedge came back almost immediatly.

"We know Han. I will get back to you as soon as we know more. And by the way, I am supposed to extend the cangradulations, and condolences, and the Inner Council. You are now the overall commander of the Second fleet." wedge said, and Han sat back in his chair quickly.

"Thanks." he muttered, and he killed the comm. He had never agreed to this. he had agreed to take over a small task force, not an entire fleet. Nor had he ever, in any way, agreed to take on a Grand Admiral. he had to wonder to himself some days, how he always managed to get himefl into these situations. All he knew was that it was always a long battle to get out of them.

(Editors Note: Short, I know. But it is better than nothing. But I hope to get more done tomorrow.)

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Editors comment: It appears that I have a challenger to my throne. I must fight to keep my title of "best fan-fic writer on-site". To bad my job keeps me away from the computer so damned much. Otherwise I would be up for writing an installment a day like I want to.

Anyways, go here for the latest picture of this author with his new haircut, and enjoy this installment of the story!!)

Admiral Teshik looked around the table slowly. Admirals Tavira and Drommel were conversing quietly, more than likely comparing numerical losses in thier battles. As the two of them seemed to have gotten into a minor rivalry over who was the batter commander, it was to be expected. But he allowed it, as it was forcing them to improve upon their skills, which in his mind were needed. And just as long as thir rivalry did not get in the way of the Empires' needs, he would allow it to continue.

Quietly, the door to the conference room opened, and Admiral Pellaeon entered, followed quickly by General Octorious, the newest member of the Imperial Council. A former warlord, he had just re-entered the fold when his holdings in the core had become threatened by a rival warlord, and by the encroaching New Republic. While his military genious was only on par with most other commanders, the fact that he was at one point in time one of the Empires top intelligence operatives meant that he was perfect to lead the rebuilding of the once feared Imperial intelligence division. Once the final arrivals were seated, Teshik slowly stood, and nodded to all of them.

"Now that we are all here, it is time to begin. Over the past week, we have been running a lightning campaign against the New Republics' Second fleet. While we have not taken any worlds from them yet, what we have managed to do is weaken their line, and force them to continously move forces to cover worlds that we strike. By doing so, we have weakened the Second fleet as a whole, leaving their entire front open to attack." he said, and everyone around the table nodded in agreement. Drommel looked over to one of his datapads, and frowned.

"Beg the Admirals pardon, but I do not think we can actually strike at the second fleet with any real force until the Thrid fleet is taken out of the picture. Is their any news of ous supposed allies in the CSA?" he asked, and Pelleaon shook his head.

"No, there isn't. Supreme Admiral Kayn is still supllying us with large amounts of TIE Sabres, and other war materials. But so far, he has not brought his fleet to bear agains thte rear flanks of the Third. But the Thrid is moving farther into pre-stike mode, so if he is going to attack, he will do so soon, when his enemies are looking the other way." he said and Tavira scowled.

"And if he doesn't attack, the Third will rush at us, and when we move to fend them off, the Second will strike back. We will be overwhelmed, and crushed." she said, adn Teshik nodded his head slowly.

"You are very correct on that assumption. If we are forced to take on the Third fleet, as well as the second, I predict that we will be defeated within six months, if not sooner. But it is a gamble that I think we have to take, otherwise we will simply be fighting an unwinable war against the New Republic. And that is an unacceptable option." he said, and everyone around the table voiced their agreements. General Octorious then looked at several of his datapads, then over to Admiral Teshik.

"Admiral, what of the New Republics Fifth fleet? Our intelligence said ot was being mobolized, possibly to reinforce the Second fleet. But now, it just seems to be sitting idle in the core." he asked, and Teshik smiled.

"That is the reason that I called for this meeting. Recent information has led me to believe the Fifth fleet will used in a massive PR campaign near the core, to make thier citizens belive that all is well. Because of this, the Second fleet will have to be much more cautious until the Third is ready for war. Meaning now is the time to strike at the new commander of the Second fleet. " he said, and everyone looked around the table, slightly confused. Drommel looked at the Admiral, a quizzical look on his face.

"Admiral, wouldn't it be wise to use this time to rest the fleet, instead of straining it further? Especially with the Third preparing to mobolize against us?" he asked, adn Teshik nodded.

"Normally, it would be yes. But thanks to General Octorious, we have some very new information which makes me believe that now is the time to not only strike, but deal a very hard blow the New Republic. General?" he said, and he motioned for Octorious to take over the meeting. The general nodded, and slowly stood up. He looked around the tbale quickl;y, then down to his datapads.

"Thanks to recent intelligence efforts, we have discoverd that General Solo has been placed in command of the Second fleet as a whole, at least temporarily. This move surprised us, as he has little to no experice running a fleet the size of the Second. However, given his past record, I somehow doubt that he will have any trouble becoming accustomed to running things. That, however, is not the important issue. What is important, is that his wife, the Leader of the New Republic, will be coming to the front line to inspect the Second fleet." he said, and there was a soft murmer around the table. Rear-Admiral Valius, head of the Imperial forces poised to fend off the Third fleet, spoke up quickly.

"General, are you saying that we should assassinate her?" he asked, but the General shook his head. Everyone around the table knew that at one point the Empire would never have flinched at the thought of blatantly killing their enemies. But now, they would rather capture them and use them as bargaining tools.

"No. What I am saying is that we have a prime opportunity to not only capture her, but also a chance to eliminate the legendary Han Solo, who has been a thorn in the side of the Empire since Yavin." he said, and everyone at the table thought about that possibility. The loss of both the leader of the New Republic, and one of its' most famous heroes, would be a moral blow to the New Republic that it would not soon recover from. Admiral Teshik stood back up, and spoke again.

"What I propose, is that we keep up the lightning strikes at the border worlds. The Solos will be meeting up at a world far from the front lines, but still close enough that a strike at it is very feasable. If we can find out what kind of forces will be in system, we can plan accordingly, and strike with a force just large enough to take out the space forces, and hopefully land troops to capture the Cheif of State." he said, and everyone at th etable nodded. It would be a very risky operation, but they might never get this chance again.

"Admiral, I agree that we must go after this opportunity, but I do have one thing I would like to say. If any of us go missing, the New Republic will know that we are planning something. As much as I fear to say it, this operation might be best if left in the hands of someone else. Someone that they do not have thier eyes on at all times." Admrial Drommel said, and Pellaeon looked over to him.

"Who do you propose should lead this operation then? I do not want to risk vessels in this operation because we chose an incompetant commander." he said, and Drommel nodded.

"I completely agree. But, there are several people in the Empire outside of this room who are capable of doing it. And I think I know of someone outside the Empire who would also be able of running it, assuming we could convince him to do it." he said, and everyone in the room suddenly had confused looks on their faces. Admiral Tavira looked at him, and shook her head.

"The best minds in the Empire are all in this room. And who outside of the Empire would we ever trust to lead a mission of this importance?" she asked, and Drommel simply smiled.

"A former Imperial, who went into retirement long ago. The new Republic may be watching him, so if we were to contact him, we would have to be very carefull about doing so." he said, and Teshik glared at Drommel carefully.

"Admiral, if you knew of this person, why did you not mention him before?" he asked, and Drommel looked at the Admiral carefully.

"Because unlike the rest of us, he chose not to continue fighting when the Empire needed him. he chose instead to simply surrender, and go into retirement. That, and you may have considered him a rival for your position. I did not think it ise to have a power struggle at this point in time." he said, and Teshik sat down. His mind when into overdrive as he contemplated who Drommel might be speaking of. But before he could figure it out, Pellaeon looked over at Drommel.

"You propose that we bring Admiral Grant into the Empire?" he asked, and Drommel nodded. Teshik looked at Pellaeon, a look of bewilderment on his face.

"Admiral Grant is still alive? Why did you not inform me of this?" he asked and pellaeon stared at the Grand Admiral.

"For the same reason Drommel did not mention him. I did not wish to have a power struggle within the Empire. Power struggles are why we are in this situation as it is." he said, and Teshik nodded.

"I would agree with you, but I have to argue that we should have at least contacted him. Grant was no where near my tactical level, but he was better than most." Teshik aid, and he sat and thought about it for several seconds. If they could bring grant back into the fold, they would have yet another tactical mastermind. And from his memory, Grant was never overly ambitious, and would not be likely to make a move for power. but at the same time, the NEw Republic was sure to be watching him, and contactinghim would take time. Time they did not have.

"Admiral Drommel, I thank you for bringing to my attention Admiral Grant, but we do not have time to bring him into this. However, you are correct that none of us should lead this operation. I do not want to tip off the New Republic to our plans by having one of us dissapear. We will pull one of our other commanders to lead the operation." he siad, and Drommel smiled slightly. Pellaeon looked at Drommel carefully, and scowled inwardly. He had made the decision to leave Grant out of all of this, but now he might be forced to deal with two Grand Admirals instead of one. That was not something he really cared to think about.

"But, let us get on with this planning. We do not have much time here, and wemust all be getting back to our battles on the front lines. Time is of the essence." teshik said, and as one, they began to discuss where they could pull vessels from to build a force for the operation, who was capable of taking on General Solo, and most importantly, who they had who could capture Leia Solo.

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(Editors Comment: Bleargh!!!! My boos can fall off a cliff, choke on glass, and die!!!! I wanted this installment out last night, but my boss kept me at work way to late for my liking.

Anyways, here ya go.)

Admiral Pellaeon watched carefully as the elderly Lambda-class shuttle landed on the hanger bay floor. He studied the shuttle carefully, wondering why the man inside would let his personal vehicle fall into such disrepair. But then he noticed a series of odd bulges along the hull, and he remembered who they had sommuned to lead the mission. He calculated that there had to be at least a dozen hidden weapon emplacements all laong the hull, at least. What looked like easy prey would trun into a wild Rancor when threatened. Just like the man sitting at the controls.

Slowly, the boarding ramp lowered, and down teh ramp walked a man who while looked like he was getting on in years, both he and Teshik knew that he had many long years ahead of him. A former bounty hunter, he had come into the services of the Empire a few months after the fall of Coruscant for unknown reasons. And he had stayed on through everything else that had happened afterwards, for the simple reason that it gave him the best chance at getting back at the man who had caused him years of pain. The man walked towards the tow admirals, and saluted smartly. Teshik returned the salute, and smiled.

"Ahh, Commodore Dengar. Welcome to my flagship. Thank you for arriving so quickly. I am sure you were unhappy about having to leave your family so unexpectedly." he said, and the man nodded.

"While an inconvenience, I always follow orders, Admiral. And I believe I was ordered to be here as soon as possible." he said, adn Teshik smiled. Pelaeon could already tell these two were going to get along quiet well.

"Very good, Commodore. Now, if you will come with us, i can explain why we brought you here to the front lines." Teshik said, and Dengar nodded quickly and mtoioned for them to lead the way. Together, the three of them walked from teh hanger, and into a nearbye situation room. Once the entered, they all at down at the small table there, and the lights lowered slightly.

"Commodore, we do not have much time, so we will get right to the point." Teshik said, and a holographic world appeared above the table. Dengar stared at it, and shook his head.

"I have no idea what world this is, Admiral. " Dengar said, dn Teshik smiled slightly.

"Nor should you. Except for the fact that it has a small spaceport with minor storage facilties and a single resort, the world has little to no value to either sides war effort. Hence teh reason it was chosen as the meeting place for the Cheif of State, and the commander of the second fleet." Teshik said, adn Dengar looked at him sharply. Everyone in the fleet now had heard that Solo was in charge of the New Republics Second fleet, and Dengar had a long-time grudge against the man.

"Both of them together, that would be a massive coup to capture, or kill, both of them." Dengar said, and techik and Pellaeon looked at each other carefully. They both knew that Dengar would sooner kill Solo than capture him. Ad that was fine with the both of them. But they had both agreed the cheif of state would be much better to them alive rather than dead.

"Yes, it would. Which is why we are planning a small suprise for thm while they are there. We have found out the approximate number of vessles that will be in orbit during the meeting, and have built a force large enough to fend them off. After that is done, we will be landing troops, and we plan on capturing Cheif of State Solo. Then, we want to bring her back to the Empire." Pellaeon said, and Dengar smiled.

"This mission will be important. To important to risk having its' cover blown. So you want a lesser commander, one the rebels won;t be watching, to lead it." he said, adn Teshik grinned.

"I can see why you made such an excellent bounty hunter, Dengar. And a very good commander in our fleet. You are very correct on that assumption. You will beleading the whole operation, from the moment you leave this system, to the moment you return, with or without a certain prisoner in tow." teshikl said, and Dengar nodded, understanding the meaning behind his words. Succeed of fail, Teshik was testing Dengar as a whole for other reasons. Reasons that were only known to the Grand Admiral.

"I thank you for this chance, Admirals. What is the size fo the fleet I wll eb given?" e asked, and Pellaeon tapped a button on his console. A small set of numbers appeared, and Dengar looked over them carefully.

"You will be leading a small force of destroyers, consisting of two Mark-II Star destroyers, three Mark-I Victories, and six Dreadnaughts for the main cruisers. You will also have a small mixture of support vessels at your disposal. Along with full complements of starfighters on all vessels, more if we can fit them." Pelleaon said, and Dengar nodded.

"It will be the largest force I have led in a long time. But not so much that it wll be missed terribly along the front right now." he said, adn Teshik nodded.

"Actually, it will be very missed. But we simply cannot afford to throw this possibilty away." he said, and Dengar nodded again. This was a very sudden act of desperation, meanoing something was not going in their favor somehow.

"Understood. What will be the forces i am facing?" Dengar asked, and Teshik spoke up quickly.

"We belive you will be seing at least one Star Destroyer, possibly a mark-II. Also, a dual escort of man Cal cruisers, and perhaps half a dozen support vessels. A small force, not enough to truelly give you problems." teshik said, and Pellaeon sighed. he expected twice that number to be there, but he did not voice that thought. teshik had said he wanted to test Dengars' tactical abilties, for a possible promiton. To where, Pellaeon didn't know, but it was not his place to ask just yet.

"Such a small fleet? They must be trying to hide the meeting, just like we are hiding this mission." Dengar said, and Teshik nodded.

"Yes, that is what we assume also. We only found out about it though luck. We captured a counter0intelligence agent who had knowledge of the meeting. Hence the rapid planning and execution of this mission." he said, and teshik stood slowly. dengar floowed suite, as did pellaeon.

"Speaking of which, you must beon your way to your new fleet. The meeting will happen inless than twenty-four hours, and you will need almost that much time to get there." Teshik said, and Dengar nodded.

"Of course, Admiral. Again, I think you fro this chance. Just let me know where my flee tis stationed, and I will be on my way." he said, and Teshik handed him a small datacard with the needed onformation.

"I suggest you learn the names of your new subordiantes immediatly. Some of them are rather finisky, and will eb much more comfterable with you knowign theri names wen you arrive." teshik said, and Dengar nodded. He saluted, and tehn turned and left the meeting room. Pellaeon watched him leave, and then turned to Teshik.

"I must say Admiral, if this works, not only will we remove the head of the New Republic from the picture, we will force the Third into action, whcih will make kayn shoose to either join us, or let us fall." he said, and Teshik nodded slowly.

"Yes, it will. Let us just hope that Kayn chooses to join us. Because if not, it will be a long year for us." he said, and he turned and walked from teh room. Pellaeon watched him leave, and then heaved a small sigh. For everything that Teshik had doen for the Empire, he was wondering if it had been a good idea. he could very well be leading them into oblivion right now. But he could not turn back now. it was far to late for that. Pellaeon slwoyl walked out of the room, wondering to himself if he had made a terrible mistake.

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General Solo stood ont eh bridge of his flagship, the massive Star Destroyer Staybound. Outside the viewport, he could see the trio of MonCalamari starcruisers that made of the rest of the larger ships in his force. Spread among them were over a dozen smaller vessels, acting support vessels for his current task force. Underneath them sat a ratehr plain looking world. Plain to the blind eye, that was. Somewhere down there was his wife, leader fo the New Republic. And while officially this was a important meeting about the current condition fo the Second fleet, everyone knew it was simpyl an excuse for Han and Leia to spend some time alone together.

From across the bridge, Wedge watched Han carefully. he had noticed a strange attitude change in Han the past few days. Han had become exceptionally serious, much more serious then he should have been. They were no where near the front lines, far from any realistic danger. And annoyingly enough, he had no idea why. He slowly walked over to Han, and stood next to him.

"han, what is wrong?" he asked, and Han sighed.

"Wedge, why is it whenever this government is in trouble, we get called back into service? Why can't the younger guys come in and fix things for once." he sia, dnad Wedge shook his head.

"because teh younger soldiers don't have our experience Han. Not many people are left that actually fought at Hoth or Endor. We have teh experience needed for these kinds of situations." Wedge said, and Han sighed deeply.

"I know you are right, but that dos not mean I have to like it. We have plenty of veterns still from teh Thrawn war. Why can;t any of them lead things?" he asked, and Wedge shook his head.

"You know why Han. We have more experience with old-style Imperials than anyone else in the fleet, save a few peopel higher than us, like Ackbar. We know how to deal with the Empire like thy used to be. Newer commanders are used to IMperials simply fleeing from battle. Now, we are the ones running." Wedge said, and Han nodded.

"And that is the worst part. We haven't been on the recieving end of beatings for a long time. We just aren;t used to this anymore." he said, adn wedge nodded in agreement.

"I know. Which is the other reason if we are needed. If we panic and run, imagine what the young pups we are leading will do. The Navy would fall apart within a month." he stated bluntly, and Han smiled.

"That is true. The fact that we are all that is holding this navy together kinda makes you warm up inside, doesn't it?" he said, and Wedge laughed.

"And there is the legendary Solo ego the rest fo the galaxy fears." Wedge said, and they both laughed. They stared down at the wrold beneath them, and Han sighed happily.

"I hate waiting. Just a few mor ehours, and I will be cleared fro planet. Then I can finally have some peace and relaxation to myself." he said, and Wedge nodded.

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Dengar stared out the viewport of the massive Star Destroyer Mauler, and smile on his face. Outside, the whirls of hyperspace flowed around the vessel as it traveled on it's way to a small planet well within New Republic territory. This was a risky operation, one which was unliekly to succeed. But Dengar had known that when he been given his task. And he still took it, becuase of one man. The man which had caused him to lose everything he had all those years ago. Han Solo. It had been nearly two decades since the swwop race crash that had nearly killed him, but Dengar still harbored all the hatred he had for Han sicne then. And now, he wold be able to exact his revenge.

As he stared out the viewport, his second in cmmand walked up to him, and stood behind him silently. Dengar turnd slowly, and then smiled slightly.

"What is it Commander Disteik?" he asked, his voice cold and emotionless. Disteik stared back impassionatly, and then spoke after a moment.

"All forces from the Crusader and the Swordbane have been allocated throughout the rest of the task force. All fighters are ready for launch from our bays. All troops have been given their assignmetns, and are ready for landing." he said, and Dengar nodded. From the moment he had arrived at his task force, he had planned on how to best destroy the forces in orbit, and land enough tropps to ensure the capture of the Chief of State. The Admirals would dissagree with the tactics he had chosen, but he knew they would work, even if they were wastefull.

"Excellent. Extend my apologies to the respective Captains for removing their commands from them, but ensure them that it is for the greater good." he said, adn then he turned back to the viewport, and he laughed slightly.

"And besides, I am sure that with al the vessels we have been capturing as of late, they will find themselves in command of other vessels soon enough." he said, and Commander Disteik nodded.

"Of course sir. We should be reverting in system within the next ten minutes. Assuming, or course, they aren;t interdicting the system." he said, and Dengar shook his head.

"They won't be. That would alert every ship within ten sectors to what is going on there. They wanted to keep this a secret, not broadcast the entire meeting. At four minutes to revision, bring alert status to full. I want all starfighters to begin launch as soon as we revert, starting with the Sabres. Follow them up with Interceptors, and launch our Preybirds last." he sai,d and the commander slauted, then turned to make sure the orders were carried out.

As Dengar continued to watch out his viewport, he counted in his head, every second seeming to last an eternity. rvenge would soon be his. And was it was, he could finally rest easily, knwoing that all was righ twith the galaxy.

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Han cursed as the panel in front of his shot spark out, and he tossed the small electircal sensor to the ground in frustration. He had become engrossed with getting a series of lights to work in the Falcon before he went planetside, but had discoverd his flagship had lacked technicians that he felt he could trust. So he had transferred the old freightor to one of the Mon Calamari cruisers, where the chief mechanic was someone Han knew personally from the days of the rebellion. Right now, that being simply stared back at Han, a wistfull look in its' large eyes.

"I am sorry General, but I am telling you the problem is not in the power conduits, but in the main energy bindings. So we are workign ont eh wrong systems." the sullustan said, and Han shook his head.

"And I am telling you, the energy bindings are fine. I tuned them last than a week ago. And Chewie checked. So if you want to argue with him, be my guest." Han said, adn the SUllustan shrugged his shoulders.

"Fine, but I still say I am right." he said, and he reached into his tool pouch to remove another tool needed to calibrate the power conduit relays. he handed ti to Han, he took the tool quickly. The longer this took, the less time he would have with Leia. But unfortunatly, this bank of lights served the sole purpose of telling Han if the power core was going to fall apart or not, so he didn't feel safe without them.

As Han brought the tool to begin teh clabration, the hanger bay lights dimmed, and a warning claxon sounded loudly. Han looked around, a confused look on his face. he was aboutto ask if it was a surprise drill, but then a voice came ouver the speaker system in the hanger bay.

"All hands to battlestations! I repeat, all hands to battlestations! This is not a drill. General Solo to control. I repeat, this is not a drill." the voice said, and Han bolted from the Falcon. He ran for the nearest lift, and arrived just in time for the doors to open and pilots to pour out, running for their starfighters. Han squeezed past them, and smacked the button that would take him close to the bridge.

The moment, the lift stopped moving, Hand shot out of it, in a dead run to the bridge. When he arrived on the bridge, he found a sea of dead calm. The captain truned to him, and nodded.

"General, we have Imperial forces in system. ETA, five minutes. Sensors have Identified five Destroyer-class vessels, six Deadnaught-class vessels, and over a dozen support vessels. They began launching TIE fighters upon reversion. They are on a direct course for us." the captain said, and Han nodded.

"Of course they are. But how in the name of the Sith did they know we were here?" he aske,d and the captain shook his head.

"I cannot say, general. But regardless, they are here, and the Chief of state is on the planet. We aqare outnumbered, and outgunned. But we cannto retreat until she is secure." he said, and Han nodded in agreement.

"Of course. Begin evacuation procedures on the planet. I want her off hte planet before we get to into any fights with the Imperials." he said, and the captain nodded, and began to bark orders, which Han knew would be relayed to the planet, and to the troops currently stationed there. He just hoped htey moved quickly. Because if they didn't, this was going to get very ugly.

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"Leia, we have Imperials inbound! We gotta go!" Lando yelled, and Leai looked up from the flowers she was examining.

"What? When did they arrive?" she asked, and she broke into a run towards hte main building that housed her speeder. As she ran, she thought it al out. Five minutes to get to her transport, five to get into space. Ten minutes to get to the protection of the fleet. And to Han.

"They just arrived. Big force, looks like Han is outgunned by a pretty bad amount. He wants you off the planet now, so he can pull a fast retreat." Lando said as she got to him, and they both took off for the speeder. As they ran thoughts ran through her mind quickly.

This entire meeting was supposed to be a complete secret. Not even some of the council members knew about it. Every caution had been taken to protect it. The only reason Lando was here was because it was one of his luxury shuttles that had gotten her here, with him piloting. He had been the only person that she had thought of that she could trust one hundred percent, and had the contacts to make it look like she went somewhere else. As far as the rest of the galaxy was concerned, she was visiting Ryloth, trying to secure a steady supply of Ryl and the new Ryltohian starfighters for the New Republic military. And still the Imperials had found her.

"Lando, how fast is your shuttle? Can it outrun those new TIE-Sabres?" she asked as they reached the speeder. Lando nodded quickly, and powered the speeder up for the ride to the Hanger bay.

"I thikn so. If not, ours has some pretty decent sheilding systems. So we can withstand a few barrages before we will be in trouble." he said, and Leia nodded.

"I hope you are right Lando. Because I have bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling." Leia said, and Lando frowned. She had the force to guide her, so he trusted her judgement. All he had was his gut instincts, and he had the same feelign she did. This was not going to go very well.

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"Commodore, enemy starfighters are inbound. Shal I release our githers to engage?" the captain asked, and Dengar nodded.

"Release wings one and two for now, keep all other fighters back with the main force. I do not want any of our vessels to fall prey to their torpedo tactics." Dengar said, and the captain nodded. Dengar stood and watched as the first two wings of TIE fighters shot our ahead of the main force, determined to stave off the incoming enemy starfighters. He knew that the most they would do was keep the faster, more agile A- and X-wings busy while the B-wings that were present would continue on towards his force, escorted by the powerfull E-wings. But it was what he wanted them to do. because while he lacked any of the rare Lancer-class frigates, two of the vessels in his force were specially designed to fend off starfighters. And the rebels would never see them coming.

"Order the Bane and the Hammer forward at full speed. Follow the first tow wings, and engage any starifighters that make it pas tthe first engagements." he said, adn he watched as the two modified Carrac-cruisers shot forward. The Carracks were elderly vessels, which used to be foudn only in the outer-rim systems during the height of the Empire. But now, with ship construction at a minimum, the Empire had been forced to press the weak vessels into increasinlgy more active roles. Ones that generally led the the Carracks destruction. But these two were specaislly designed to take on starfighters. And as fate would have it, it was the New Republic that had modified them, years ago. The Empire had re-captured them, and simpyl kept their new configration. And now they would have a use for them.

As the first waves of starfighters met, Dengar could see bright flashes as the starfigters began their deadly dance. He looked down at his sensor, and saw that several enemy squadrons were flying through the engagment, intent on hunting down bigger prey. He smiled, and shook his head.

"Come, little ones. Come, and meet the reaper head on." he said, and he chuckled slightly. he looked back out the viewport, and watched as the two carracks moved closer to the incoing starfighters. He wondered how the starfighters would react to them. Would they stop to eliminate them, or would they move past them, on towards the bigger vessels? Both would lead to their destruction, but one would be faster than the other. But as he sat their and watched, the captain walked up behind him.

"Commodor, the Crusader and Swordbane report ready for their run. Shall we move ahead with the battle?" he asked, and Dengar thought about it. After a few moments, he nodded.

"Yes. Have all ships move together at our full speed. When we reach firing range, release both our hit ships to make their run." he said, and the captain nodded. Dengar looked back outthe viewport, a feral grin on his face.

"I have you now, Solo. And this time, I will winthe race." he said, and he watched as his force began to move faster towards the enemy fleet, and clser to Han Solos' demise.

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(Editors comment: You know, I should really work on this more often, as I really want to get to the end so that the grand finale can take place. The grand finale which let us all scratching out heads in confusion, and then left us in tears as we hadn't seen it coming before hand.

But anyways, back to the current battle, and to Dengar with his semi-wastefull brute force tactics.


General Crespin, seasoned pilot of the rebellion, aged vetern of the war, looked at his sensors with worry on his face. Behind him, an entire wing of B- and E-wings raced forward to engage the heavier vessles that were steadily moving towards the New Republic formation. But ahead of them were a pair of elderly Carrack-class cruisers. They appeared to be the only vessels the Empire had brought designed to deal with starfighters directly, but sending them out ahead made no sense. They were outmatched, and easy prey for his fighter wing.

"Attention all fighters, watch those Carracks. Something isn't right about them." he said, and he heard his squadron commanders return his call. he continued to watch them, waiting for them to make thier move. But they just moved towards them as usual, as if they intended to chalenge the fighter wing head-on. As he got closer, he adjusted his sensors to look for anything strange along the hulls of the Carracks. The EMpire had started the bad habit of packing scatter-mines along the hulls of their vessels, designed to wipe out entire squadrons with a massive swarm of shrapnel. But so far, he saw nothing unusual, but he still had a bed feeling.

"General, this is Havoc lead. I recognize that starboard Carrack. It was part of the Second fleet until about a year ago, when she was re-captured. That is the Flamespite." he said, and Crespin nodded slowly. He recognized the name, but he could not remember where from. But they were coming up on them now, and he had to make his choice. Challnge them, or go around? he tighted his grib on his control stick, and growled.

"All starfighters, run the trench. Let's make them think twice before shooting at us." he said, and he adjusted hid flight to move between the two carracks. Whiel this would force his stafighters into a tighter formation, any shots the carracks took at them would risk hitting the other vessel. And Carracks were not heavily sheilding, meaning any stray hits were a problem, especially since his starfighters would also be firing their heavy laser cannons and ion-cannons at them while they slipped past them. They would probably disable them, then move on to the Destroyers. A simple enough plan, one that had worked dozens of times before. And would likely work a dozen more times.

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Dengar watched as the starfighters ebgan moving into a think, stumpy collumn to move between the two carracks. He smiled, and shook his head. A simple tactic, but in this scenario, a fatal one. He looked over to Disteik, and nodded. Disteik smiled, and walked over to the comm stations. he tapped a button, and spoke clearly.

"Begin swarm fire-tactics. Bane and Hammer, you are clear to open fire with all weapons." he said, adn Dengar watched outthe viewport. Suddenly, the space between teh two Carracks became filled with torrents of laser fire as the Carracks opened fire, much more than they should have produced normally. But, thanks the the New Republic, these two had been fitted with dozens of quad-laser batteries, designed to deploy and open fire in seconds. Far to fast for enemy starfighters to escape. And with advanced tracking systems, the weapons were painfully acurate. As Dengar was sure the starfighters were now becoming painfully aware of.

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"All starighters, pull out!! It's a trap!!!" Havoc lead called out, and Crespin looked about, wondering what was going on. A few starfighters pulled away, but before crespin could respond, he saw the sides of the Carrack cruisers shift. Suddenly, what looked like dozens of cannon ports open, and green-laser fire filled his canopy. And he came to the realisation of why he remembered these Carracks. They had been deisgned as quasi-Lancer frigates, meant to take out swarms of starfighters. And his wing was caught in thh middle of them.

"All stafighters, pull out! Go around them!!" he yelled, and he yanked his starfighter into a tight upward spiral to get out of the mealstrom he found himself in. As he did so, he glanced at his sensor board, and saw dozens of his starfighters wink out of existance before they could escape. And even after the rest had escaped, several more fell to weapons placed on other parts of the Carrack cruisers. Silently, Crespin cursed, and he turned his fighter around.

"All fighters, head back to the main force. We are going to get slaughtered here." he said, and he watched as the remainder of his starfighter wing turned, and fled back to teh safety of the rest of the task force. Inside, Crespin hoped the Carracks would follow, and find temselves the targets of the much more massive Man Cals that would soon be within firing range. And there, they would suffer the same fate that his starfighters had. ONly he would see to it, that they didn't escape.

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Han cursed loudly as his bomber wing fell apart, and then began retreating. he had hoped that they would be able to stall the larger ships for a minute, long enough to give Leia enough time to get off world. But those Carracks had squashed that plan before it could get off the ground. he looked to his side, adn saw Wedge standing there.

"Wedge, why aren't you out in a starfighter?" he asked, and Wedge shook his head.

"Sorry Han, but my starfighter days are over. Intelligence now, remember? And besides, my X-wing is over on the Staybound. No I decided I would be better off here, helping you." he said, and Han nodded.

"Thanks. You do better with the smaller vessels than I do." Han said, and Wedge nodded. Wedge walked over to the cammand console, and looked down at the sensors. he forwned, and shook his head.

"Han, this looks bad. We don't have much heavy starfighter support left. I think we should clal them all back, to try and keep their bombers off of our ships." he said, adn Han nodded.

"I know. Crespin already ordered them back. They will arive about 30 seconds before the heavier ships do." Han said, and Wedge nodded. Wedge looked over to a small timer one the console, and motioned to it.

"What is that?" he asked, and Han forwned.

"That his how long we have till Leia is of fworld, and we can get out of here." Han said, and Wedge nodded. The timer still said six minutes. Wedge looked out the viewpot, and seeing the much larger enemy force bearing down on them, realised it was ging to be a very long six minutes.

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Dengar stood at the viewport, and watched as his warships began to open fire. Soon, all of his vessels were engaging enemy vessels at maximum range, just as planned. As the battle became more fierce, ne nodded to Disteik. Dsteik smild, and turned to teh comm station again. He pushd a button, and spoke quickly.

"Attention Crusader and Swordbane. Abandon ship, and lock thrusters. I repeat, abandon ship and lock thrusters." he said, and he released the comm. He moved to the side of Dengar, and watched as two of the elderly Dearnaughts in their force began to creep forward. Escape pods shot from both of them as the small crews abandoned the ships as their suicide runs were starting. It was a simply, yet wastefull plan. The two Dreadnaughts were to move to full slank speed, and ram two pre-determined vessels. Dengar had decided the Star Destroyer and the Mon Cal sitting to its' starboard were the most likely vessels for Solo to take as his command ship, so they would be the first to fall. And then teh landing ships could launch, and invade the city where the Chief of State was waiting.

"I have you now, Solo. And soon, I will have your wife." he said, and Disteik looked over him carefully. He knew Danger had a massive grudge against Solo, but he often wondered how far it actually went. He was worried tat Dengar was letting his personal issues with Solo cloud his vision. But at the same time, the elimination of Solo was a prime gaol in this battle, so Disteik had not had to follow through with his secret orders to deal with Dengar if he felt he was no longer capable of carrying out the mission. He just hoped that he was not mistaken in that assesment.

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Solo watched as the battle raged on, then notived the escape pods. He stood up, and stared out hte viewport. he eyed the Dreadnaughts carefully, wondering what was going on. But as the ships moved foward, it struck him.

"Order the Staybound and the Tidal Fury to concentrate on those Dreadnaughts!! Have them turn to starboard, and gun the engines! Now!!" Han yelled, and Wedge watched as he suddenyl came to realisation of what Han already knew. Whoever was in command of the Imperial forces had decided to use a strange tactic, one that was seldom used by anyone, yet still very effective. Massive warships had strong shields, but even theu could not hold off a vessel the size of a Dreadnaught on a ramming course.

Han and Wedge watched in horror as their two lead vessels began to trun, and fired all available weapons banks at the oncoming ships. The sheilds of the Dreadnaughts held, them slowly faded away. Fire poured into the front of the vessels, but they moved forward steadily. Smeller vessels began ppouring fire into the engines, trying to stop them, but they all knew it was to late. There was nothing they could do now, esxcept for watch.

The first Dreadnaught hit his flagship, and the Star Destroyers powerfull sheilds collapsed instantly. The flaming hulk of the Dreadnaught tore into the hull, literally moving the other vessel sideways with its' force. The Star Destroyer started to bend at the impact point, tearing massive gashes into thie ships hull. And finally, the core breached, sending fragments of both vessels out in every direction.

Han averted his eyes, and watched as his Mon Cal cruiser moved as fast as its' sluggish engines could push it. The captain had alos started a slow dive, to try and move the bulk of his vessel out of the direction of the Dreadnaughts path. But it had been to late. The Dreadnaught impacted with the top shields of the vessel, collapsing them quickly. the two hull ground together, and smaller explosions ripped along the sides of both vessels. Then, the lights along the hull of the Dreadnught went dark as it lost power. The Mon Cal cruiser, still under power, slowly pulled away from the Dreadnauhgt, its' hull aflame in a dozen spots, its' guns silent.

"Have all vessels move forward to protect the Tidal! Order them to abandon ship, and launch recovery vehicles. Cal back all starfighters, we need to keep those TIEs away from us!!" Wedge yelled, and Han simply stared out the viewport. In a matter of seconds, two of the vessels in his command were destroyed. And now his force was doomed unless they retreated immediatly, or he somehow came up with a brilliant plan.

"Wedge, you have any ideas?" Han asked, and Wedge looked at the sensor board. It was not pretty. They were far to outgunned to last in a firefight, but thye could not retreat until teh Cheif of State was off the planet.

"We have to stay and fight Han. We have no choice." Wedge said, slowly, and Han nodded.

"I know Wedge. All forces, hold formation, and concentrate on their heavier ships. Starfighters are to begin bombing runs on the destroyers, we need to take them out of this fight." Han said, and wedge watched as the Imperial vessels moved into closer range. Then, on the sensor board, he saw dozens of TIE fighters break from the battle, and run for the planet. And behind them, a small force of drop ships moved well outside the range of the New republic formation, surrounding by a larger force of Lambda class huttles and blastboats.

"Han, they are launching landing forces." he said, adn Hand closed his eyes slowly.

"I know." was all he could manage to say. He was losing this fight, and they all knew it. But unless a miracle occured, there was nothing he could do about it.

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(Editors note: Yah, long time no see eh? Well, if you are even reading this, that means you are willing to wait for me to get off my ass and actually do something other then play WoW for 12 hours a day.

Anyways.... I lost of lot of the story (and I mean A LOT) when the site crahsed, and I will not be retyping for it for 1 simple reason. You didn;t miss much. The following is a fast rundown of what is missing:

1) Han and Wedge end up retreating, leaving Leia and Lando on the planet

2) Luke leads a wing of Wookie fighters to their rescue at the last second, thanks to the Force.

3) Grand Admiral Teshik orders a full assault ont he Second fleet with the intentions of breaking the 5th fleet as it arrives. Plan works, Han solo (now in command of the battle agianst the empire at the front) orders a point defense to try and contain the chaos.

4) Supreme Admiral Kayn, deciding it was time, launched a full scale assault ont he New Republics 3rd fleet using his hidden fleet of CSA-built Star Destroyers. Catching them off gaurd, Fleet Admiral Oksvald orders a general retreat from enemy forces until he can reain control of the 3rd.

But yes, have been working on the story slowly. Just been distracted thanks to work, and of course my lovely lovely WoW. I plan on posting somethign this weekend come hell or high water.)

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Editors note: Bloody hell. It seems god himself does nto want me to post. between the car accident, freinds needing house sitters, and now my truck deciding that a transmission is an optional part, I have been kept busy. Its coming soon however.


Bugger, bad luck mate! :( We can wait, real life is more important than an awesome story :)

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PostPosted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 11:16 pm 
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Editors note: FINALLY!!!

Fleet Admiral. Command of an entire arm of the powerfull New Republic battlefleet. Second only to Supreme Commander Ackbar. A few days ago, is sounded like a position most would only ever dream of reaching. But now, it was a position Adyal Oksvald would gladly give up for almost anything. He ran a hand through his normally well kept hair, and sighed heavily as he looked over the latest reports coming in from his fractured forces. The once powerfull Third Fleet was now in full retreat, after a series of brutal, and suprising, attacks by the Corporate sector. And to make things even worse, it was not an organised, well planned retreat. His forces were running to whatever strongholds they could get to. He had no idea anymore what vessels he had left, or where thye all were. SO he had to wait for more reports to come in until he could make a decision on his next move.

"Admiral?" came a voice from teh door, and Adyal startled slightly. He had forgotten that his door was now jammed open after the last running battle. It would be several more hours before his new flagship, the elderly Vic-Star Truedream would be in line for repairs. Until then, he had to deal with minro issues like a stuck door as all available engineers were wrokign on getting other vessels up and running.

"Yes?" He asked, and he looked up to see his second, Commander Vortli, standing in the door.

"We have new reports coming in. The fifth task force arrived at Telos at half strength, but with portions of the seventh and ninth in tow. But we still have no word from the second task force. They should have been at Bimmiel three hours ago." Vortli said, and Oksvald nodded slowly.

"Well, at least we know where the fifth is. How much of the seventh and ninth do we have left?" he asked, and he frowned when Vortli shook his head. That was not a good sign.

"Not much. The seventh was almost wiped out, but the Sundraw and the Showdown are among the surviving vessels. The ninth faired far better, but lost most of their starfighters in the beginning actions at Cadomai." Vortli said,a dn Oksvald nodded. Two of the most powerfull warships in his fleet had managed to survive so far, which was a blessing. But losing so many starfighters would be troublesome in the weeks to come.

"Alright. Seond word to them that they are to hold at Telos until further orders, or they are forced to evac. But Telos is a major stronghold, it will take quite a force to crack that world. They should be safe there." he said, and Vortli nodded.

"That they will. It took quite a force for us to wrestle it from the Empire. I do not see Kayn concentrating that many vessels until he knows we cannot send aid to them." Vortli commented, and Oksvald smiled a bit. It was the one comfort he had right now, the fact that Kayn did not seem interested in sending larger grousp of vessels into fights. For now he seemed content is sowing chaos wherever he could. Which meant that the Third still had a chance to regroup and fight back.

"You are right. And we will not allow that to happen. Order all remaining forces to move together. Solo has the right idea, a point defence will work best here. If we can force them to fight larger battles, we can knock out more of their ships. They had suprise on their side last time, but overall their forces are lacking skill. We can beat them in straight up fights." he said, and Vortli nodded.

"I will get the orders out as soon as possible. As for now, where will we be moving our command?" Vortli asked, and Oksvald looked up, seeming to ponder the thought carefully.

"Everith VII. We can use Warbane as our headquarters." he said, and Vortli nodded. Everith VII was a dead world, but in orbit sat an old, if still powerfull, battlestation from the Clone Wars. Four times the size of an Imperial Class destroyer, it was well armed and well sheilded, not to mention was the main communications center for the entire Third. From their, they could lead the counter-offensive that they all knew woudl have to come soon.

"As ordered. I shall begin preperations for our force to move there."

((crapppp, more coming in the morning.))

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