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The forces of Merick had adopted a arrow formation to prepare the attack on Thrawn's task force.
Following The Chronicle were 3 Nebulon fregates 5 corvettes and an ancien ISD. The Group with which Thrawn's was going to attack them was composed of two VSDs and the Vengeance. The Two VSDs were in front with the ISD following.
A few seconds before firing range the VSDs separtated and passed along the side of the Chronicle. Behind them was the Vengeance... with its Ion Cannons facing them. The Vengeance had used the VSDs to hide its maneouver. The Cannons opened fire on the Chronicle.
"Captain we have lost the shields and our motricity."
"Stop firing" ordered Merick. He did not want to attract the TIE fire. "And call for fighter support."

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Evan fired again and watched the TIE fighter blow to pieces. What kind of pilots were being sent out here? These Imperials couldn't hope to kill the elite of the Rebellion.
"This is General Merick requesting fighter support!"
Two squads of Y-wings, along with Evan's X-wings immediatly reacted. Surprisingly, most of the X-wings were still in good condition. They had been truely ready for this final battle.
"Green and Blue will cover you guys, Orange will join the proton torpedo run."
Groups of TIEs tried to stop them on their way, but they were no match. When they finally got there, Evan saw the three Star Destroyers covered by groups of TIEs. More inexperianced and unprepared pilots, may they all die.
Evan moved to attack the nearest TIE. It juked and jinked and managed to escape to the safety of numbers. Other TIEs, however, did not. Suddenly, the Chronicle released a laser canon strike at the mass of TIEs. They were forced to scatter, and the X-wings closed in for the kill.
They tried to reorginaize, and in some cases they formed small groups, but it was not enough. The X-wings picked them off, one by one. After Orange had completed their first torpedo run on a VSD, Evan decided it was enough. The Y-wings could handle the rest.


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IC: "Boy oh boy, how do I get myself into this mess!" Ray said.

"Bebobowwaaoo" R7 Asked.

"Yeah, well..." Ray was cut off by an alarme Sounding.

Secconds later he saw Pilots and smugglers runing to there ships and getting in.

"well, I guese that's me!" Ray said as he jumped into his X-wing, and waited for R7 to get in. Then the other X-wings, Y-wings, T-wings, Z-95s and other ships start flying out of the ship.

"you in back there R7" Ray said to the droid,

"beboobop" R7 Replied

"Alright let's go" Ray said shuting the Canopy of his X-wing.

Rat jetted out of the hanger, the only words left in his mouth were "wow!!"

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Moments later he was in formation, with his squadren.

Ray thought to himself " Alright, lets fry som imperials!! as He blasted a TIE to shredes

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A while later, Ray found himself throwing to Protons at the bridge of the Chimaera!

OOC: after BS Basted apart the domes!

IC: Ray did a snap roll, then blasted more Ties apart.

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"We've lost our Sensor Domes," an officer reported. The modified freighters had scored to direct hits to them, thought it had cost them dearly.

"Incoming torpedoes," the officer reported. "Shields absorbed the damage, we are down to 25 percent in the bridge section."

Noreto nodded, the damage dealt to Chimaera was considerable, but he expected the battle to slow down a bit, most of the Rebel Fighters had already spent their proto torpedoes, the Y-Wings were returning to their command ships, to reload or refuel. The freighters had already spent theirs on the attack on the frigate and the attack on the Chimaera and were now engaging one of the Carracks.

Chimaera had destroyed a handful of Rebel Frigates and some of the Corellian Transports, two Corvettes had wdrawn away, refusing to engage Chimaera. With the outer layer of their defense formation destroyed Imperial Destroyers and Cruisers were taking shots at the Calamarian Cruisers.

"Recall Alpha Squadron, and send out Gamma Squadron, order them to remain within range of the Chimaera's turbolasers. Signal all Chimaera Group to start rotation of their fighter squadrons."

Most Imperial commanders, blinded by their delusive ideas of their inevitable supremacy, trusted that sheer starfighter superiority would win them a battle, Noreto had learned only that send many TIEs against the Rebels only resulted in chaotic dogfights, were the Rebel Fighters obtained more targets.

With the rotation he assured himself the possibility to send out fresh fighters into the battle. Now without torpedoes most Rebel Fighters from X-Wing, Y-Wings, Z-95 and the single squadron of that particular design should be more vulnerable.

Chimeara maneuvered to provide some cover to their launching fighters that broke in trios to focus on the Rebel X-Wings that hung around the more important Calamarian Cruisers.

Noreto analyzed the battle, the rotation of two squadron had brought new fresh fighters into battle, so the small-craft battle should start favoring the Imperials. Thrawn's Vengeance Group were in position around the shipyards, battling the small Rebel Force that had been reinforced by the planetary fleets from the poles. Chimaera now ventured into the center of the Rebel defensive formation, finally within range of Liberty. But one ship troubled him, Hero of Commenor hung behind his aft, exchanging fire with some of the Victory Destroyers. The man in command of Hero of Commenor, had commanded Victory Destroyer for a long time, and knew perfectly the tactics such vessels could do. Noreto shook the thoughts on Jan Dodonna away, and focused on opening the defensive gap further, Relentless and Judicator had already moved and incinirating corvettes and frigates fled from the oppressive fire of the Imperial Destroyers.

Finally Noreto located the Freighter Group. Several klicks away and knew that Dally on his Bad Samaritan must have saved a few more torpedoes to toss at him. But Noreto too, had the thumb on the trigger.

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Merick watched the technicians hastening along the bridge. They were desperatly try to repair before an imperial ship decided to give thew "coup de grace". The main generator of the ship had broken down and only the life support systems were still working. Even the lights had failed, the reapir teams were working using the liht of torches.
Suddenly the lights came back on.
"Power back Sir." said a technician with a large smile on his face.
"Do we have shields?"
"Slowly coming back." said one of the crewmen after typing on a console "70%, 75, 80"
Merick switched on his comlink.
"Gunb control this is the cptain. How are things happening?"
Not too bad Sir. We lost a few turbolasers because of the Ion charges. Now that power we should be able to fire within a few minutes... The Ion Cannons have just reported and announce that they are fully operationnal."
Merick felt glad that he had asked technicians to improve shields. Not many ships would survive such an Assault.
"Where is the Vengeance?"
The lieutenant checked another monitor.
"He is chasing our support crafts. They are pulling him away from us... But it ould appear that his support crafts are going to intercept us."
"All power to shields and weaponry. Call back a few fregates to assist us. What is the size of his support force?"
"three VSDs Sir."
"Firing range in 30 seconds" announced a bridge officer.
Just as the Vsds startedfiring on the Chronicle three Mon Calamari Cruisers exited hyperspace right bahind the Imperial destroyers. All there Turbolasers pened fire on the engines of the VSDs.
A holographic representation of Admiral Helos appeared.
"Hello Ioor. I am leading part of the Sullust reinforcements. We are to assist you until the rêst of the ships arrive."
"Well have fun Admiral." said Merick with a large smile on his face.

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Dally watched as the TIE he was chasing dogedged his blasted, and darted out of his line of sight. he sighed, and began a slow turn to find some new targets. He saw a squadron of TIEs heading back to the Chimaera, but he decided noy to give chase. It wasnt worth the effort. He checked his scanners, and noticed that his group was scattered quite badly. Some of them had gone off to attack a carrack cruiser with a group of rebel starfighters, and some were still blasting away at the Chimaera, hopeing to get through those shields. He cursed, knowing that no one in his group had the firepower anymore to get through them. He did have a trick up his sleave yet, but he wasnt quite ready to use it. He needed a way to get through those sheilds first.

As he sat there and pondered this, his ship rocked with an impact, and he cursed violently. He watched as a TIE passed his ship, and flew directly in front of him. He blasted it with his cannons, and then shook his head. These pilots really werent worth much. He looked to his scanners again, and sighed. He had to think of a new tactic, and he had to come up with one fast. Or his group was just going to scatter more, and get itself killed. he turned his comm system back to his group channel, and ordered them all to form up immediatly. He didnt get many responces, but he saw a number of freightors heading back towards hiim, along with some fighters. Apparently he had picked up some more recruits during the fight. He chortled, and spoke to them again.

"Alright everyone, listen up, i need missle and torpedo countas from everyone, do we have any left at all?" he asked, hoping to get a positive responce from someone. He cursed when the only responce he got was about a single missile in an aft launch tube. That didnt do him any good. After a moment, he sighed, and spoke to them again.

"Ok, here is the plan. I have one last trick up my sleave to deal with that destroyer, but I dont know if it will work. We are going to come up on the aft of the destroyer again, but this time, we are going to go around the side of the command dome. I need you guys to cover me, im going to be pulling a rather stupid stunt. you guys understand?" he asked, and he got a few responces, plus one out of place belch. He sighed, and turned his ship and flew far behind the Chimaera. Once he got there, he reached over and flipped off his transponder switch, making it so the Destroyer would be able to pinpoint which ship was his immediatly.

As they began to fly towards the Chimaera, he reached over, and flipped a switch, preparing his ports escape pod for jettison. Normally, an escape pod wouldnt be worth a whole lot damage wise, but he had had his port pod filled with a mixture of fuel and explosives while he was waiting for permission to launch, turning into a large, slow moving, highpowered bomb. The technicians that had helped his told him that there was enough power in it to put it on par with a least 6 torpedoes exploding at once. He just hoped they were right. As the freightors got closer, and started to round the cammand tower, and pair Of ties flashed past, and were detonated by the other freightors covering him. He smiled as he saw the path to the bridge was clear. He gunned his engine, and waited for the right moment to launch his makeshift bomb.

As he appraoched the bridge, he hit the button, launching the bomb. But before he could check his sensors to see if he managed a hit on the bridge, he felt a sharp pain in his leg. He swore, and looked down to see his astromech poking him with a needle of some sort. He reached for his blaster quickly, and promptly shot the litte droid, sending it flying backwards, away from him. He threw the blaster on the ground, and cursed as his vision slowly began to blur. He quickly slapped his weapon energy into his sheilds, Aimed for deep space, and got out of his seat, and began to stumble his way back to his medical supplies.

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Three TIEs were flying in formation... "DIE!" Ray said as he blasted the middle TIE, the wings of the Middle flew of and collided with the two others.

"Bang, what the, ahh SHOOT. Lost My third Laser" A piece of the Second TIE Clipped his lower right wing.

"WWWWAAAAOOOOO" R7 Screamed.

A TIE was on his Tale, Ray just grinned... Then did a Snap roll to the Right, Turned on the Reverse Thrust, Ray X-wing shot back, Then did another Snap roll , only to the Left this time. He came out of the Snap roll blasting his lasers Shredding the TIE. "Chalk up another one!" Ray Said.

"Now back to Star Destroyer!" Ray turned right and Shot straight towards the Judicator "BEEP BEEP BEEP" The Torpedo alert turn on, Ray looked down at the it. "NO, No, no." Ray said as he made a slight adjustment to the course, to a VSD, then shot one laser at the torpedo bay of the VSD, the Laser hit the Missile as it was coming out of the bay, Destroying it, damaging the Bay. "Bulls Eye!" Ray said.

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THE BATTLE RAGES ON

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The arrival of the Mon Calamari cruisers was a great help. With more ships on the way, they'd be able to hold off the Imperials until the rest of the fleet arrived. However, Evan had problems of his own. Although most of the Imperial TIE force had been smashed into space debris, another wave had arrived and was causing problems.
Suddenly, a TIE scored a direct hit on Evan. His X-wing spun wildly out of control. At that moment, he thought about giving up. The TIE closed in for the kill and the craft refused to stop its out of control spinning. Behind that TIE were more. Looking around, he noticed he had been seperated from the rest of the Rebels. Is this how it ends?
But it was not to be. His destiny had yet to be fufilled. The craft stopped spinning and Evan instantly fired, blowing the TIE to pieces. More dived upon him, but Evan met them all to eagerly. He manuvered wildly, juking and jinking. In between his manuvers he fired. Sometimes he destroyed a TIE, others he merely scared one away. Evan knew they would not kill him, his time had not come.
He continued fooling with the TIE pilots for a little while. At last, his X-wing pilots had a moment of free time and came to save him. Seeing even more X-wings arrive, the remaining TIEs quickly retreated, but now Evan outnumbered them. He had no intention of letting them escape. He moved to pursue.
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Kirk Macmillan sat hunched in the cramped cockpit of the A-wing, his eyes down at the sensor display. The battle overhead was pitched, but his unit remained in reserve. Suddenly with a flash a new red contact appeared on the display. Kirk glanced at it and felt an icy fist grip his chest, "Evan, this is Baumer, you've got two squadrons of tie advanceds closing on your rear! Mark two vector one-seven-zero."

Kirk glanced out his side cockpit to see Lara waggle her A-wing, "Evan, when are we going to be released to engage?"

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"Alright Commander Baumer, go for the TIE Advanceds on our tail."
Evan gritted his teeth, could one squadron of A-Wings possibly deal with two squadrons of TIE Advanceds? Nevertheless, he couldn't spare any of his X-wings. A few had been destroyed, and others had to be sent back for repairs. He currently had twenty-four X-wings with him, and he needed every one of them to deal with the regular TIEs.
He fired again and saw another TIE blow apart. There is more Imperial blood to be shed...


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"Alright we've got the go, full throttle, arm concussion missiles," Kirk said as he twisted teh compact craft onto the Tie squadrons' course, "Watch out for your wingmen and your tails, these are the best they've got, we can be better."

"Roger, concussion missile's armed, five hundred kilometers and closing," Lara answered as she slid the A-wing gracefully into position beside Kirk's craft.

"This is five, two flight is ready to rumble."

"Three flight green and roarin."

Kirk settled in behind the tie squadron, "All flights activate sensor jamming." He smiled as the craft passed through detection range for the Tie's scanners. Not one of the fighters changed course. Slowly rolling behind the ties he flicked to concussion missiles and got a lock, "All flights, go to concussion missiles, fire on my mark."

The targeting recticle went from green to yellow, then to red, "Double lock! Fire in three, two, one, mark!"

From a dozen different craft a pair of brilliant red concussion missiles lanced out at the squadron of fighters. Within seconds they smashed into their targets burning them out of sky as the missiles pierced through to shields of the craft. Their pilots died without the slightest warning from their jammed sensor arrays. Instantly ten fighters dropped from the board (one fighter had been targeted by three of the A-wings). The two which remained looped around and froze as a volley of laser fire from a dozens different sources ripped apart their craft.

Ahead the lead squadron broke formation and turned toward their new foes, the field had been leveled, now the deadly game began anew.

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IC: "R-7 Send A distress Signal!" Ray Said at Thirteen TIEs were on his Tale.

"Bebop... WAAAAOOOOOOO!!" R-7 Screamed

*WHAM* "Yaaaa!!!" Ray Screams, as Ray's X-wing Spun out of Control.

"Lost the Tip of my Lower Righ... *WHAM* WOOAAA.... Make that My entire Lower Right Wing" Ray Shut down the Lower Left engine.

"Somebody Help me!!"

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The Core of the Rebel Formation lay open to him, behind him other Star Destroyers were steadily advancing, blasting Corvettes and Frigates as they continued onwards. The defensive sphere formation meant to contain the onslaught of the Imperial Fleet was broken. Even with the reinforcements that had arrived the Rebels had almost certainly lost the battle, with fresh TIEs taking over for the battle-worn ones they had regained much superiority against the rebel bombers and freighters, and the TIE Advanced squadrons had already engaged, despite their first loses at the hands of the A-Wings missiles they had engaged and confirmed the destruction of few new A-Wings and of several X-Wings.

Tarkin was only waiting for a mere signal, he would bring a dozen more Victory Destroyers and two Imperial Star Destroyer plus three more squadron of TIE Advanced, essentially most of their TIE Advanceds had been called for this battle.

Still Noreto could not call for Tarkin, not while a particular vessel hung in front of him, the only barrier that stood in the path of his vessel. Dodonn's command.

Noreto had no consideration for the Rebels, they were an annoyance that needed removal. But Dodonna had joined them, was there something else behind their cowardly tactics? They were nothing else than a pirate group with political ideals. Their were not revolutionaries, they were Rebels. Still Dodonna was ready to sacrifice his life for them, the life that the Empire wanted to take away from him.

The Empire. The Empire was not the Republic he had served truthfully, the Empire had been a service he had inherited, he had received condecorations for his service, but they seemed void now, without any real feeling behind them. He respected Dodonna more than the Emperor, he could not bring himself to attack him, and it was his ship the one that stood between the Empire and total victory.

"Relentless ask for confirmation of orders, Judicator asks for orders, Nemesis reports target destroyed, requesting orders." The officer asked, and Noreto knew not what to respond, he stood for two eternal minutes watching the battle rage in his holoprojector.

"Transmission incoming from Vengeance," the officer insisted louder this time.

Noreto removed himself to the transmission center and looked at one of the panels.

"Noreto here."

"Chimaera has lost its position, Relentless, Nemesis and Judicator have not received new orders, is everything under control, Admiral?"

"No sir, I am unable to continue my duties." Noreto said and his words felt heavy with frustration and confusion.

"The Empire will consider this as betrayal, remove yourself from command." Thrawn dictated and Noreto knew that his career had ended, the Emperor would trust Thrawn and Noreto would be sentenced to death.

But Noreto did not move from his position and returned with decision to his chair and started to give out orders. "Signal TIE Fighters to be-"

"Incoming!" A panicked officer said. By reflex Noreto turned to see, and could spot the shape of a Corellian Transport close to his ship, and knew it had to be Dally.

Trembling in anger he hit a button on his armrest, a signal that would activate the secondary programming coded into Dally's personal astromech. The droid would take out a needle with deadly poison, and the smuggler would meet his end.

A second passed and a white flash blinded him. A shockwave killed his hearing for a few heartbeats until panicked voices started to scream in unison. "Shields, tower section at 0 percent, we are losing hull integrity rapidly. Secondary Command Room in fire and venting atmosphere."

"All bridge personnel to the escape pods," Noreto ordered, "transfer control to the secondary bridge. Instruct Captain Deran to withdraw Chimeara from the front." The Admiral started to walk away.

Weak and confused the Admiral moved to his personal escape pod, he entered and jettisoned the pod.

Only in the cold space did he realize how everything had changed for him. Out here in the solitude of his escape pod could he comprehend the battle around him, only there did he understand Dodonna's actions. Only there did he come to the conclusion that he did not serve the Empire any longer, he only served the Galactic Republic and the Royal House of Alderaan.

Noreto knew that he would be reported as missing and had a chance to start again, and return to his homeworld.

Then something cut through his thoughts with devastating effects. He had been caught in a tractor beam. Outside there was only the distinct hull shape of a particular Corellian Transport.

His nemesis had come to kill him, and had decided that evaporation in space was not what he deserved. Noreto breathed and waited.

Finally the lock steadied and the pod was docked, with a hiss of air the airlock opened.

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"Chimaera has lost its primaey bridge. She's running."
"Thank you, Lieutenant." Ackbar said. He sat in the command chair of the Liberty, an island of calm in an ocean of chaos. The battle outside raged on, and the Rebels had suffered terrible losses among the smaller ships. Their ability to fight back starfighters had been reduced to half, and the rebel fighters' numbers were being reduced every minute.
Again, an overwhelming number of TIEs spread out from the destroyers, their fuel tanks full, their equipment undamaged, their pilots fresh and alert, fighting damaged starfighters with tired pilots. This could not go well for long.
He looked at the holoscreen as once again Orange group dove into the incoming swarm, their lasers blazing and killing imperial fighters at an impressive rate. Among the red indicators winking out of existence green dot vanished in that cloud as well.
The bridge shook.
"Two VSDs are targeting us, sir." the captain said. This was it, then. the rebel formation had been broken, and now the command ship was under fire. No use standing back and hiding anymore. "Mon Cemara, Mon Nuricos, Diligent and Starchaser, move to engage those destroyers." Ackbar ordered. "Black Coral and Spearhead, stay with Liberty. We're going in."
The command cruiser, accompanied by the light cruiser and the frigate, moved towards the attackers, ahead were the two Calamari cruisers, one strike cruiser and one heavy frigate. They exchanged heavy turbolaser fire with the destroyers, who also had to fight with Dodonna's ship, which struggled to keep the starships away a few more minutes.
"This is acting-Admiral Ackbar to squadron leaders. Our capital ship formation has been compromised. Anti-starfighter vessels decimated. Blue and Orange squadrons, cover our backs. Any other group able to respond, now is the time."[/i]

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Evan smiled noticing the Chimera had been taken out of the battle. Norteo was likely to be dead. With their command ship out of the battle, the Imperials were shaken up a bit. They continued to attack but it took them a few moments to fully regain the offensive. Those few minutes had been critical. The Rebel fleet had been able to recover and the main group of Rebel forces neared ever closer.
The TIE Advanceds had been a nuisance but the A-wings had dealt with them. With most of their torpedoes spent, the remaining Rebel fighters retreated to cover the Rebel capitol ships. Staying tightly together, the Rebel fleet had prevented the Imperials from moving to attack the shipyards. The golan platforms had also taken their toll, but now the Imperial's superiority was taking over. The Rebel fleet couldn't hang on for much longer.
Evan darted around, diving upon TIEs anytime he saw them. Even with their heavy casulties, the Rebel fighters managed to keep the TIEs off the Rebel capitol ships. Some Rebel fighters were already returning to capitol ships to refuel, rearm and even conduct minor repairs. The Imperials still had more fighters, but their bomber force needed to repair and refuel. Most of the TIE bombers had been picked off earlier.
Evan hoped that meant they'd keep their TIEs in reserve until they had a group of bombers which they could cover. It was a false hope. The masses of TIEs moved in for the kill, despite the casulties they took from the crossfire. The remaining Rebel fighters could only hold on for so long before the TIEs could do as they pleased and the bombers would then....
All hope was lost. He could not surrender, though. He led his fighters in and madly manuvered through the swarm of TIEs. The TIEs took a few casulties, but it was only a matter of time before they took control and wiped out the X-wings... Then there was a flash of light and several large ships winked into existance.
The rest of the Rebel fleet had arrived.


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