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OOC: You Mandalorians are about to taste the ruthless efficiency of a Raporan Legion.

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They marched forward, the slow methodical marched of drilled and trained warriors, their armored forms lined side by side in a formation as ancient as the race which made them, a battle line. Before the Raporan main body a scraggly line of troops sprinted forward, these rapora wore little armor, equipped instead with a number of plasma carbines, and six lightdisks. These were the skirmishers, warriors trained to soften up the foes for the main body. Just before the main body there was a single line of warriors arrayed side by side, these were the apex of the formation, the primary guardian of the soldiers behind them. Each one carried a deflector shield which was emitted from a meter long conventional shield. Only the most powerful of blasters could penetrate such a shield, DL-44s, A280s, and the like. Still they reduced the effecitveness of their fire, and would enable the Rapora to get within their preferred fighting distance with little to no casualties.

Directly across from the Raporan line was the Mandalorian force, upon seeing the Rapora arrive they'd reformed into a battle line of their own, the first rank lay on the ground facing the enemy, the second crouched, and the third stood. Each group had a clear field of fire. But even with the reforming the Mandalorians had gaps in their lines. Gaps the commanders had tried to plug with walkers and tanks, but gaps that remained.

The Raporan Commander Krask Dralcar rode along the line of his troops on a massive Vrak hound, a genetically modified version of a vornskr the creature stood over a meter and half tall and three meters long. Clasped in the pocket of the saddle for the creature was the staff of cycles, the symbol of Raporan might and belief. The regiments under his command knew that to loose the staff would be the greatest of dishoners, resulting in the certain death of many of the officers. Krask halted his Vrak hound and smiled looking over at the Mandalorian lines, he turned to his fellow Rapora, "Comrades...Friends, today we go into battle against worthy opponents, Mandalore's children, warriors of strength and courage. Each of you is worth a regiment of them, each of you is stronger then them, and each of you the greater warrior. So, let the song of blood flow through your hearts, feel the heat of energy in your souls, and remember if you die today you shall be reborn greater then before!"

The shrieking and bloodcurdling cheer that echoed from the Raporan ranks was such that even Boba Fett felt his spine shiver at the sound, "I've fought many warriors, but these are the first ones that shall truly be a test of Mandalorian metal."

Krask tapped his head band comlink and snarled, "You may fire at will!" Seconds later the roar of Salyar Artillery shells rattled across the field of battle smashing into the Mandalorian lines, wiping out whole platoons of troops with ease. The Rapora started forward, a slow steady movement dictated by the beat of a common conscious. They began to close the distance... 300 hundred meters... 200 meters and they began to recieve sporatic fire... 100 meters and the Raporan main body halted. The Skirmishers dashed forward closing within 50 meters before stopping. There they hurled their lightdisks.

The spinning disks soared across the space slicing through those troops which were crouched or standing. Cutting them down like a scythe through wheat. The Mandalorians had kept up their fire cutting down two thirds of the skirmishers before they had fallen back behind the main body.

The Raporan shield bearers disengaged their shields and the Main body rushed forward and opened fire as the battle became a wild melee.

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Seryk watched as the newest wave of Reporan warriors charged at them. He could tell this was not going to be good. Their lines were already spread thin as it was. By the looks of things, they would be lucky to make it out of this alive. But before he could continue his thought, the warriors were upon them. Seryk waited for another second, then activated his lightsaber, much to the surprise of the warrior he had targeted. That surprise allowed him to strike first, a luky blow that severed the beasts arm. As the warrior screamed in pain, Seryk shoved the blade into its nmouth, silencing it. But before he could move on to the next target, he was bowled over by the falling body of a mandalorian. As he stood back up, another warrior decided to take advantage of his mometary lack of defence, and attacked him, launching a brutal assault of lightsaber attacks. Seryk defended as best he could, but found that his skills were no match for this warriors.

Seryk quickly began to fall back, as did the rest of the line. They were being overwhelmed, both by the sheer numbers of warriors they now faced, and by their skill. As they slowly fell back, many mandalorians died, but Seryk was happy to still hear the screams of dying repora. Suddenly, Seryk felt a sharp pain in his side, and he screamed in agony. He fell to the ground, and looked up to see a warrior standing over him, its double bladed lightsaber pointed at his head.

"You, warrior, are differnt from the rest of your brethern. You have the force as your ally. It is to bad that today, it failed you." the warrior said, and Seryk watched as it raised it weapon to deliver the final blow. But before the warrior could strike, Seryk made a subconcious decision. Survival by any means necessary. In a heartbeat, he reached down inside of himself, and grabbed at all the anger he had hidden from the world. Anger at the vong for killing his father. Anger at himself for not dying with him. Anger at the Repora for starting yet another war. And once he had it firmly in the grip of his mind, he unleashed it.

The warrior never saw the strike coming. Seryk lashed out at him with the force, knocking the beast off of its feet. Before it could even begin to recover, Seryk was on him, driving his lightsaber into the warriors gullet. The warrior screamed, an agonizing sound that reverborated throughout Serykls body. It jerked Seryk back to his sences, just enough to hear Fett through the commlink.

"All troops, retreat. Fall back to the main group. All reserve units to the front lines. Alpha group, you may strike at will." was all he heard, all he needed to hear. He activated his rocket pack, and blasted off from the feild, along with the rest of the surviving mandalorians. They moved quickly, faster than the repora could follow them. Once they reached the main lines, they landed, and were quickly joined by the few troops that Fett had left in reserve. Seryk could tell that this was going to be their final stand in this battle. But then the thought occured to him of what everything Fett had said. he had no idea who alpha group was, or where they were.

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OOC: Everyone, meet Alpha group, Mandalores commandos.

IC: Jarhiss smiled as he heard the order. He had been waiting for several hours in the forests behind the enemy lines, wanting to do nothing more than strike at them. But he knew he had to wait. But finally the waiting was over. He and his companions had been tracking a Skirmish group for some time now, just waiting for the chance to strike.

He lept from tree to tree silently, the sound dampner on his arm reducing any noise he made to something less that a whispher of the wind. The ysalamiri on his back prevented him from being seen through the force. And his advanced armor was light, so light that it felt like a second set of clothes. But heavy armor wasnt needed for him. His prey would die before thay had a chance top attack him.

Once all of the Alpha members were in position, they fell from teh trees ino the enemy formation. The vagaari group Consisted entirely of infantry, and was designed to detect flanking manuvers by enemy forces, not stop elite commando units. Before the Vaagari even knew what was goin on, the commandoes had begun massacring them. Vibroblades slahed through armor like it was paper, and silenced slug throwers peirced the armor of the enemy troops that had been granted such things. Even the two Repora leading the group were caught off gaurd, and fell quickly.

Jorhiss looked around, happy to see that none of his men had perished. Not that he had expected any to. A quick count brought the total of enemy dead to almost eighty. A very poor ratio, even for the Vagaari troops. He smiled, and then motioned with his had. Silently, the nine commandoes lept back into the trees, intent on finding more targets. He knew his actions would not win this battle. But, it would be a silent vengeance for those that had already fallen.

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Han Solo watched the holographic rendition of the battle and felt his heart grow heavy, "We're loosing..." He glanced up at the communications officers then over to Leia, "All units are to fall back to the evacuation zone. We'll try and save as many as we can."

Only the grim silence answered him as he bent back down to watch the fight continue.

* * *

Kyp Durron whirled his lightsaber as a barrage of golden plasma bolts from the last Droideka'kar in the area glanced away. The green blast of a dark trooper's cannon sliced apart the piece of equipment. Then Kyp felt them, a growing presence and turned to look upon a line of infantry wearing crimson and silver armor crossing the smoldering battlefield. All at once the ignited their own lightsabers, a venertable wall of red blades, sith warriors.

Kyp knew his force was all but spent, down to its last reserves, he had but one choice left, "Fall back, suppressing fire!"

The sith stood fast against the barrage of fire, and some of them returned fire with plasma carbines of Raporan vintage, but most merely reflected the blasts from their blades and kept moving forward as the howl of wolvkils echoed across the field. A horde of Vagaari troops poured forth, lead by hundreds of their war hounds, and right behind them, another line of Raporan infantry began to move forth.

* * *

Boba watched as the GFFA forces began to pull back along his flanks, if he didn't fall back as well they would become exposed. With the Rapora strafing his lines and mining the sky above his men were falling fast, along with heaps of raporan droids and young warriors. The Raporan legion was already proving to be much more then he believed his forces could handle, drained as they were.

But his forces were too heavily engaged, they would have to divert their attention. He would have to through Alpha group straight into the Raporan meatgrinder, and he didn't think any of them would survive.

* * *

Melina Thompson fell back across the field blasting away at the Rapora, keeping a hot masking fire to ensure their ability to move. Still it was tough going, leaping from crater to crater and dodging plasma bolts, but they were making it.

Then Melina climbed up over the last crater and found herself face to face with another line of Rapora warriors. Her hands were to far to grab her blaster, and they were ready, they were waiting. Slowly as an icy fist of fear smothered through her heart she raised her hands. Her soldiers followed suite, all but two. The two Jedi.

Slowly Lowbacca stood and motioned to the Raporan squad leader, a clear challenge. The Rapora accepted, slowly the warriors closed ranks around the two to watch the duel that was about to begin.

* * *

Commodore Athien stepped out of her shuttle and onto the deck of the Guardian Shield Class Star Destroyer Thrawn's Hope. There at the bottom of the ramp stood her father with a slight proud smile balancing on his lips. But his red eyes told another tale, and she knew then that the UDA fleet was about to go into its greatest test. Breaking the blockade over Ord Mantell.

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Tuvax slahed at a Stormtrooper, the soldier fell to the ground the top part of his body nearly seperated from the second.
In a circular movement Tuvax decapitated another soldier and sent a third flying with a circular kick.
The imperial forces started to regroup to try and counter the Raporan legions arriving on the battlefield all while tring to retreat. Tuvax augmented the pressure in the Imperial troops by sending the Vaagari to harass there side lines. This left Tuvax to face the Jedis.
The Dark Lord started hacking his way towards the whirling lightsaber that showed the position of the jedi leading the Imperial troops.
The jedi was surrounded by three droidekas but was supported by several stormtroopers and Darktroopers. Tuvax leapt in front of the Droidekas and faced the Jedi.
"Get ready to die Jedi."
He did not let the Knight answer before attacking.

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Garik's shuttle entered the Hangar of the GFFA's main fleet. He hated the idea of having to wait but it was all he could do.
Suddenly the comlink biped.
"Ioor"
"A crypted holo communicatio for you Sir"
"Send it on."
The Figure of Thrawn appeared on the Holoprojector...

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Fett continued to watch the battle for a few more seconds, then realised that Alha group would have to be recalled. It was the only way his surviving troops were going to have a chance at survival. But he also knew that Alpha group didn'y have the armor or weapons to make much of a diference here. Unless they picked someup along the way, that is.

"Alpha group, recall to main battle force. Pick up weapons on the way." he said, and he heard several clicks. He waited for a few monetas longer, then looked over to where his laison Jedi was standing.

"Katarn, get out of here. Go make sure Solo evacuates." Fett said, and Kyle looked over at him, a confused look on his face.

"What about you? how are you going to get your troops out of here?" he asked, and Fett laughed.

"Trust me. We have our ways. And besides, I think that Solo will need your help more than I will." he said, and Kyle looked at him for a moment, and then nodded. Kyle ran to one of the few undamaged speeders, and rocketed off towards the main base. After he left, Fett sighed in relief. he hated being watched over.

Fett turned back to the battlefield, and saw a group of warriors flying in from behind the battlefield. They dipped low towards the ground, and grabbed whatever weapons they could find off of dead bodies, before returing to flight. Then, they flew into the melee, and began the process of dealing death as only they knew how.

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Seryk deflected teh blow from the reporan warriors blade, and snap kicked the creature in the jaw, hard enough that Seryk could hear bones break. Seryk lunged, and the bast fell, impaled by Seryks blade. Seryk turned to face yet another of the warriors, btu stopped when he saw the new arrivals. Clad in what looked like weaker versions of standard battle armor, all of them appeared to be weilding either reporan sidearms, or the reporan lightsabers. he wondered where thay had come from, but decided that now was not the time to ask. He ran to grup up with them in the fight, and as he arived, he saw that several other warriors had thought the same thing.

When he arrived at tehir side, he joined them in fighting off the legionaires that they had targeted. As they fought, Seryk watched on in wonder as these new warriors fought, astounded by their speed and skill. But soon, even they began to fall to the experience and strength of the reporan troops. But they were taking a number of the repora with them as they died. And apparently, thats what Fett had wanted.

"All troops, retreat. Fall back, I repeat, fall back. Prepare for evacuation." was all fett sid, and Seryk felt his heart sink. They had lost. Even the might of the mandalorians had failed to turn the tide of this battle. Almsot as one, the remaining mandalorain troops and comandoes took the the skies, where reporan warriors had a feild day shooting them back down. But as soon as they had all cleared the ground, the remaining heavy guns of the mandalorian lines opened fire, sowing chaos into the Reporan troops.

Once the troops were clear from danger, the remianing guns were abandoned on the feild, their self destruct devices activated. As the mandalorains retreated, teh Repora followed them, and walked right into one last gift from Fett.

The repora crossed over a small hill, and came face to face with dozens of small, automated blaster turrets. The turrets opened fire, dropping several repora with the opening salvo. The repora charged the turrets, and began deatroying them with their lightsabers. But as each one was cut into by a lightsaber or a plasma burst, it detonated, sending any nearbye repora flying. Then, the repora were past the turret line, intent on chasing the mandalorians all the way back t their evacuation point.

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Mit'thrawn'uruodo smiled slightly at the image of the general before him, "General Ioor, Han Solo's forces on Ord Mantell are about to be overrun, I'll need you to launch a diversionary attack on Adumar to draw some Raporan forces away from Mantell and give my fleet a chance to punch through the defenses they're throwing up."

"Yes Admiral," General Ioor answered with a nod.

Slowly Thrawn turned to the second hologram in the room, "Admiral Oreton, I suggest you place your forces on standby, if we become heavily engaged I'll need your ships to bail us out."

Finally Thrawn turned to the last Hologram, "Admiral Hirotek, Commodore Athien tells me you've had some sucess in your attempts to swing the Vagaari from their current loyalties. The battle at Ord Mantell should draw the enemies attention from their own borders, I suggest that you move into the unknown regions and find a suitable base of operations near Vagaari space. Commodore Athien will follow you into that territory after the conclusion of the battle with a force of UDA vessels. I trust you understand the goals of your mission."

"Yes Admiral, it'll be good to bring the war to the enemy." Admiral Hirotek answered and Thrawn smiled.

"Due to the possiblity of this operation going awry Commander Veran has a copy of my will. In the battle itself Commodore Athien will be my second in command," Slowly he turned and nodded to his daughter, "If you loose communications with my ship at any time you may take command."

"Yes father," Athien answered quietly, hoping it would not become necessary.

* * *

Kyp stepped back as the Rapora warrior stalked toward him. If Rapora and sith were bad, this thing was ten times worse, it was both. The Rapora hissed as it ignited its two blades and charged. Kyp backflipped away from the attack and landed behind the Darktroopers, "Ulan!"

Suddenly the Yuuzhan Vong was there, dropping from a speeder bike and igniting his lightsaber, "Kyp, who is that Rapora?"

"I have no idea," Kyp answered as he turned away from the battle and pulled out his commlink, "This is Imperial Alpha, we are heavily engaged, request air support for an opportunity to disengage and fall back to the base."

* * *

Corran heard the call as he spun away from two Raporan Tornclaws, "Kyp, this better be good." He glanced down at his monitor and new that there weren't nearly enough fighters still up to do the job conventionally, "I guess I'm going to have to be a little inventive."

Horn broke hard on the stick and homed in on Kyp's presence in the force, using it as an aiming point. With a tight smile he sent a message to kyp, where do you want this strike?

A series of images flashed back and Corran smiled, that he could do.

* * *

Han Solo nearly jumped as Kyle Katarn careened into the map room with a Raporan Plasma Carbine grasped in his hands, "Kyle! Why aren't you with Fett?"

"He said he could handle it himself. He thought you might need saving."

Han sighed, "We all need saving it seems. We're reading the transports now, but in order to get off planet we need to clear a hole in their blockade. Thrawn's on the way probably but he won't get here for another hour, at the least."

"He'll have a diversionary attack before he gets here, he always does," Kyle answered solemnly.

"Lets hope the Rapora don't remember that."

* * *

Kyp smiled as the Raporan Sith stepped in front of the line of Droideka'kars. As the whine of an engine filled the air Ulan flipped his lightsaber up into a salute as Corran's X-wing thundered overhead at ten meters. As the X-wing rocketed away Tuvax smiled until he heard the soft thump of the two shadow bombs hitting the ground just before and beside him and his troops.

* * *

Lowbacca waited as the Rapora squad leader stepped forward and twirled his lightsaber, then he struck. With speed and force that would have stunned most opponents Lowbacca swung toward the Rapora's blade. Their sabers smashed together, but instead of purely resisting the blow the Rapora slowly twisted his wrists spun delivering a counter strike the sliced across the Wookie's chest, a painful wound.

Lowbacca barely flinched from the smell of his own burning flesh as he roared a wookie battlecry and charged his opponent, his climbing claws sliding out of one of his paws.

The Rapora easily blocked his blows before withdrawing a lightdisk from his pouch and activating it. He used it as a small shield, parrying each strike that came near it with a cock of his wrist. Then he spun on his heel and kicked the wookie. His killing claw reamed the wookie's arm, ripping away flesh to the bone.

Stunned, Lowbacca felt his arm go lax and watched his lightsaber fall from his hand. Then without a moment of hesitation the Rapora spun once more and burned through his neck dropping the headless torso to the ground before him.

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Ilos ran along the halls of his flagship, looking like just about any other member of his crew at the moment. the whole ship seemed like an active hive, crew members were working hard to finish up the last of the repairs so that they could finally leave Dresnak. They had been here for far to long already. The UDA mechanics and engineers had left his ship hours ago, and he was happy to see them gone. His crew seemed to movce more smothly without them getting in the way all the time.

Finally arriving at the bridge, he was immediatly bombarded with reports from all over the ship. Gun stations reporting in, fighters landing in the hanger bay, other vessels reporting their readiness. Ilos smiled, taking it all in. It was time for his forces to get back into action. And he knew that everyone in his fleet was itching for battle. And he was no better. Their enemies had much to answer for. Perhaps now, they could begin collecting the massive debt that the Repora were wracking up.

"Give me a comm link to the fleet. I want everyone to here me." he ordered, and he waited for the nod from his comm officer. Once he got the nod, he waited for a moment, then spoke.

"Attention everyone. We are about to do something that no one has yet to do in this war. We are going to be taking the war to the enemy. We will set up our forces on the outskirts on Vagaari space, and run a guerilla campaign against their forces. " he said, and he waited a few moments for everyone to digest the information. After a few moments, he spoke again.

"The purpose of this mission, is to attempt to drive a wedge in between the Vagaari and their Reporan masters. We have had limited sucess in this already, and hope to capitalize on this, and in the process not only gain new allies for the war, but also take away the literal shield of vessels that the Repora have been using thus far in the war. Without that sheild, we will force the repora to fight us face to face." he said, and he looked around the bridge. He could tell by the looks on the faces of some of his crewers that they were torn on the plan. He knew some of them would agree with it, while others would think it a fools errand. But they knew to follow orders.

"We will be on our own for a time out there, without hope of reinforcements or resupply. Because of this, we will have to be on constant alert. It will take all of us putting forth better than our full efforts. I am asking all of you to give your crewmates, your ships, this fleet, and myself, everything you have. I am asking you to be willing to saxrafice everything." he said, and he waited. He knew that his crew would not take that well. It was against their normal tactics. Normally they put survival ahead of victory. but this time, Ilos was asking for victory at all costs.

"Grand Admiral Thrawn himself has full faith in this fleet, and its crews. It is on his orders that we are doing this. And if he has faith in us, then I see no reason that we can't do it." he said, and he saw that some of his crewers nodded at each other. He knew that they had faith in Thrawn. And if he had faith in them, they they were ready for anything.

"All vessels, prepare to make the jump to lightspeed as soon as we clear the dockyards. Our first jump will take us o just outside Vagaari space. The second jump will take us into vagaari space itself. From there, we will go where we feel we can hurt them the most. Until we arrive though, relax when you can find the time. " he said, and he cut the comm. he looked around the bridge, and smiled. It was time to move out.

"Order all ships to move forward at full flank speed. Pull in all fighters, ad prepare to make the jump. As soon as we are clear, send the signal. " he said, and he heard a series of quick confirmations. He watched out his viewport as the fleet began to move. After a few minutes, they were given clearence to make the jump to hyperspace. A few seconds later, the fleet jumped, on its way to what was looking to be a long, dangerous job. One that Ilos would relsih with every fiber in his body.

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Garik gazed out of the bridge of the Guardian at the fleet that was preparing to leave for their suprise strike on Adumar. To hope to attract some off the fleet of Ord Mantell they would have to strike quick and hard. Not letting the Vagaari time to respond.
The Guardian, the Harbring, a dozen of Ravager class Star Destroyers were nearly ready to leave. The last fighters were entering the Hangars and the last support crafts arriving.
Garik switched on the comlink to speak to the fleet.
"All ships report in."
One after the other the ships announced they were ready to leave.
"Everybody to their battlestations."
The fleet was ready to leave.
The navigator transfered the coordinates to the different ships.
The Guardian then started to move, slowly followed by the rest off the fleet. A minute later they jumped to Hyperspace.

The Fleet exited Hyperspace on the side of Adumar which was opposite to the location of the Vagaari fleet.
The ships did not stop andused the gravity of the planet to accelerate and charge the enemy fleet. A ferw seconds later the Vagaari fleet appeared on the detectors. Most of the ships were on stand-by and clearly not ready for battle. Garik was not going to give them a chance.
The Guardian charged into the enemy followed by other ships all guns blazing. Vagaari ships who had not had time to activate their shields exploded under the pounding of the GFFA ships.
Fighters started to pour out of the hangars of the different. The interceptors covering the bombers to their targets before going to fend of the incoming Vagaari.
"Inform commander Thrawn that the diversion has begun." ordered Garik as he watched the holoprojection of the battle. The Vagaari fleet was starting to reform but was having great difficulty in fending of the swarms of fighters and smaller support crafts.
"Sir!" said one of the communication officers "We have just intercepted a Vagaari communication "They are demanding imediate assisstance from the Rapora ships."
Garik turned towards the battlescene. Their mission was a succes but this message also meant that they would soon have to face the Rapora fleet.
"Tell the fighters to keep some rockets. We want to be ready when the raporan reinforcements arrive."

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Tuvax roared as he watched the two Shadow bombs hit the groud and explode.Stormtroopers and rapora warriors were sent flying by the shock wave.
One the explosion had passed Tuvax got back up. The force shield he had created had protected him from the fiery blaze but had not stopped him from flying several feet away.
He called his Lightsaber to his hand using the force.
The Jedis would pay.

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The Timeless One smiled as he studied the report before him, "So the GFFA is about to attempt to break our blockade, nice of them to inform us of it by assualting Adumar." He leaned forward and glanced to the Rapora warrior off to his right, "Inform task force four they will prepare for immediate departure for Adumar. Alert the Aklasp to fake a jump to Adumar and take up position at Ord Mantell Extreme approxamently twenty degree above the ecliptic."

As Clawdar slunk off to issue the orders the Timeless One grinned, "Come on in Thrawn, the gate is open."

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Grand Admiral Thrawn watched as the Raporan fleets entered hyperspace, a thin smile playing across his lips, "Excellent, that weakens the enemy a little." He turned and watched a number of the Aklasp ships disappear into hyperspace, "Signal the ground forces, tell them we'll arrive in two minutes."

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Kyp and Ulan ran. They ran from the stream of Raporan warriors and broken imperials. The retreat had already become a route, a route to the next defensible position. Behind them walkers and men who couldn't flee quickly enough were struck down as sith and raporan troopers raced after them. Behind them the Vagaari troops were strung out picking through the last pockets of normal resistance. Still they ran.

* * *

Darth Tuvax snarled as he charged after the retreating imperials. The jedi were far ahead of him and Tuvax knew he wouldn't be able to reach them until they'd joined with the defenders of the base itself. Still he followed, urging his forces forward, and hoping for a victory over them.

* * *

High above Adumar the battle for the planet waged, and a squadron of raporan reinforcements from a nearby squadron arrived. The six Savla class light cruisers were lead by the warship Cyclical Death captained by Rimak Ardar. Now the Commodore in the Raporan navy was faced with his first combat engagement, actively fighting against an entire GFFA fleet. Hundreds of Vagaari vessels were already engaged and had slowed the GFFA forces to a crawl, it was now Ardar's chance to beat them into submission.

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Ilos sat and watched the sensor reports stroll in slowly. They had been waiting for nearly four hours now, his entire force at high alert. He had sent Sabre squadron out on recon runs to several nearbye systems, in hopes of finding vagaari vessels for his fleet to attack. So far, all but one of the groups had come back, with nothing to report. But one pair of fighters was still out there. And they were overdue. Ilos was beginning to worry now, he couldnt afford to lose any more of Sabre squadron, especially since the pilots were on loan to him. Around him, the bridge was as silent as he was. Everyone knew the importance of this mission, and knew that failure of any sort was not an option.

Suddenly, two small blips appeared on the long range sensors, and Ilos smiled. He wasnt happy that they were late, but he was happy that they had come back alive. He stood up from his command chair, and walked over to the communications array. But as he did so, his sensor officer suddenly looked over at him and spoke.

"Admiral, we have a dozen enemy contacts entering the system. Sensors indicate they are all of Vagaari design, and are powering up their weapons." he said, and Ilos nodded.

"So they want to fight? Well then, lets see what they can do. Order Sabres seven and Eight to get back to the fleet as full speed. Tell them to drop sheild if they need to. And open a channel to the Vagaari. I wish to speak with them." Ilos said, and his communications officer smiled and nodded. He knew what the admiral was about to try. And if it didnt work, they lready had a short jump plotted out that would get them away from any battles they didnt want to fight.

"Channel open Admiral." the officer said, and Ilos nodded. if this worked, all the vagaari vessels would here him, and whatever weas said to him. So he had to do this right. He had a feeling he would only get one shot at it.

"Attention Vagaari vessels. This is Admiral Hirotek of the GFFA. I wish to speak to you of a certain matter that is of great importance to both yourselves, and to the GFFA." he said, but before he could continue, a snarling voice came over the comm.

"You will immeditaly surrender your ships, and prepare to be boarded. Any resistance will result in your destruction." the voice said, and Ilos sighed. This wasnt going to be as easy as he had hoped.

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As Seryk flew with the remnents of the mandalorian army, he wondered how thye were going to get off the planet. The Repora had the planet blockaded with enough vessels to prevent a normal evacuation. And he knew that the one cruiser Fett had in reserve was no where near enough to break the blockade without getting blasted into scrap. But at the moment, that was the least of hius problems. Right now, getting away from the reporan behind him was.

Around him, other Mandalorians thought the same thing. But along with that, was the thoughts of defeat. They had been defeated in open battle, something that had only happened a handfull of times in their entire history. But they had never been routed like they had been today. They had been defeated soundly by an enemy that was far more dangerous, for more deadly than any they had ever faced. But even after defeat, the Mandalorians were happy. They had found the one thing their race had always wanted. An enemy that proved to be a challenge.

Soon, they were within the range of the bases' defensive weapons, and the remaining mandalorians landed quickly and began to set up new positions within the rocky formations that surrounded the base. If the Repora followed them this far, they would find that cornered mandalorians were a far more dangerous foe than ones they had fought before.

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Ardar scanned the battle of Adumar from the bridge of Cyclical Death. Finally he shook his head. "Not my choice for a first battle," he said "It will be dificult to win without taking heavy casualties." He walked away from the viewport
"It's time, We'll attack... That one." He pointed to the Harbringer "We use manuver G12." He said, "Sir, we never had time to practice Twelve. Perhaps Eleven would be better." Ardar looked at the officer, with the 'That's why I'm the captian.' look. "Well, If we use that manuver, we would go up, and that would leave are least defended area Open To attack." Ardar said the last part Slower and louder than the rest. The officer looked down, angry that Ardar had bested him once more. "I rest my case" Ardar mumbled.
"Commence manuver Gee-Twelve. Direct Fifteen percen of engine power to forwar shields." Ardar Ordered. "Time to give little children somthing to cry about at night." one of his comm officer said. "Yeah!" another officer yelled. "No," Ardar said, "Not the cry." Two officers braved the agony that might befall them if they even tilted there heads, and looked. "Sir?" one asked. Ardar sighed, "Not the children you Chiss." The officer winced at this. Then Ardar started to laugh, "Die... Anyway, back to the battle. We have A job to do here... Oh, and by the way, Try not to Yell, on the Bridge."

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High above the world of Ord Mantell the 1st United Defense Alliance fleet decloaked. Their ships arrayed in a perfect attack position enabling them to pulverize those few forces to their front and punch evacuation transports through the defenses and to the besieged forces. Everything seemed to be going as planned and that if anything was what bothered Commodore Athien the most as she settled back in her command chair and gazed across space at the Raporan ships. She forced a smile as she nodded to the holos of the captains of her squadron of vessels, "You may fire at will."

The chiss squadron under her command was the first to fire in the fleet and the Raporan vessels before her the first to suffer from the withering barrage. As the other squadrons opened fire the Rapora lit up their drives and dove toward the planet.

It was a maneuver the Rapora had exercised time and again, a maneuver that maximized the Raporan ship's advantages. They rolled as they moved away from their attackers to spread out the impact of the weapons fire on a multitude of shields. Those Vagaari ships that had been scattered among the raporan formation were destroyed in the volley as the majority of the Raporan ships escaped.

The Chiss had their window for pulling the troops out, but the Rapora had escaped with only the loss of a half dozen light cruisers. Even now the Raporan ships were pulling away from the planet attempting to reverse the situation and entrap the UDA ships within the world's gravity well.

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IC: Deep in space, near the Mantell system, Captain Ivak sat in the bridge of his warship, the Warriors' Rage, and carefully watched the holgram before him. It startled him when he had received the message, he had been under strict orders for communication silence unless absolutely necessary. But what startled him even more, was the man speaking to him from the hologram. Stanging barely six inches tall, but still a commanding figure, was Grand Admiral Thrawn.

"Attention Mandalorian vessels. No doubt you are aware of the battle for Ord Mantell, and how the forces allied against the Reporan Emperium there have suffered grave losses. I will be leading a large force to the planet in an attempt to break the blockade to retreive not only my forces, but also the GFFA, Imperial, and Mandalorain forces also trapped there. While I do not forsee any major catastrophes in the making, I wish to have your vessels on standbye if we require your assistance. If needed, I will contact you." the hologram said, then vanished.

Ivak had tried to trace the messages origins, but his comm officer had simply told him that the message seemed to have originated in the ship itself. Ivak had no idea how that was possible, but he had decided not to let it bother him. What did bother him was the fact that Thrawn had known that the mandalorians had warships in the area. While he knew it shouldn't have, considering the fact that it was Thrawn, ivak knew that most of the warships near the Mantell system had arrived only days before. and had been jumping randomly through space since then, to prevent enemy ships from locating them.

"Captain, we are receiving a transmission, high priority, from the flagship." a comm officer said, and Ivak nodded. More than likely it was orders about if they were going to do what Thrawn had requested.

"Let me see it." he ordered, and the script appeared on a small moniter at his chair. He read through it, and nodded.

"Alright. We have a change of orders. We will continue to jump randomly, but we must be prepared to assist Thrawn if he requests it. Bring the vessel to high alert." he said, and he received a hail of acknowledgements from around the bridge. Ivak sat back and ponderd to himself carefully, wondering if the warfleet was finally going to enter this war in force. If so, he had no doubt that if it came to that, this war was going far worse than he had thought.

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"Good Commodore Vraten, your ships performed their maneuver flawlessly. Pass on my complements to the crews," The Timeless One smiled as he turned toward the holographic representation of the battle unfolding outside, "Our losses were fewer then anticipated. Now its time to make good on our start, contact the groups. Have them stand by to engage."

* * *

Han Solo glanced up from his holomap as the shimmering holographic image of Grand Admiral Thrawn appeared across from him, "General Solo, my ship's have opened a window for the evacuation of your forces. We'll hold them off as long as we can but I suggest you begin evacuating as soon as possible."

Han smiled, "Already on it Admiral, we'll need you to send some of your fighters down to ensure our transports a chance to get to your window. The Rapora have near complete air superiority." Han grimaced as the building rocked from an explosion, "I've already ordered the embarkation of the remnants of the UDA force, they will be among the first up the well."

"Thank you General. You will have your air support." Thrawn answered before shimmering out of existence.

Han turned to the command staff, "Inform all commands, Anoat Race. I repeat, Anoat race. Lets go people." He turned to Leia, "Grab goldenrod and head for the Falcon, we'll burn our way out of here."

Leia's smile twisted slightly before answering, "I sure hope she doesn't need maintance."

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Kyp and Ulan turned as they stepped inside the hardened ferrocrete walls of the base. Through the door they watched as more personnel stormed toward the opening, desperate to escape the enemy hot on their tail. Already there were defenders filing in along the firing slits and loosing their fire on the onrushing Rapora and Sith. As Kyp closed down his blade and hunkered down behind the cover he pulled out his commlink, "Kyp to Horn, we're under cover but the Rapora are still advancing."

"So you want me to do something about it? Sorry Kyp but I'm a little busy here."

"Sith," Kyp muttered as he thumbed off the comlink and filled his hands with a blaster from one of the fallen stormtroopers and glanced out the firing slits, "This isn't good."

Through the viewports he watched as the Raporan armored units finished off the last of the imperial walkers. He could see a formation of stormtroopers beings cut to peices after being rounded up by the Rapora. The once green and lush landscape now looked as barren as the Geonosian plains and as pockmarked as an asteroid, but it wasn't over yet.

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