The Emperor is dead his Empire is shambles. System turn against the once great Empire. Other stand with the Empire and ready themselves against the invasion of the Rebel Alliance. Small fleets is all stand between order and total chaos. Coruscant scrambles in desperation to find a new leader to take control of the chaos. Grand Admiral's claim the right to the thorn and start war with each other weakening themselves. The Rebel Alliance pushes hard against the weakend Empire overextending themselves and leaving themselves open for attacks. In the middle of the chaos Pirates and Raiders make a living on attack refugees and damaged ships. With the lack of the Empire presence they grow bolder every day.
And in the middle of this stands you. Will you protect your Empire, and stand against the threat that threatens everything you know. Or instead do you fight for the freedoms of a new Galactic order. Or Will you build a Criminal Empire like what Galaxy has never seen. The choice is yours. Pick a side and fight with everything you got.
So if you can't tell yet this is a Star War Rp. Just after Return of the Jedi. Make a Character and pick a side or don't. I will be Rp for the side of a Imperial Admiral. Just send me a PM if your Character and we can go from there.
The atmosphere was unerringly quiet. Was this the feeling that captured prisoners of war had? Anara had captured a number of Imperialists, but had never seen what had actually happened to them after they were taken away. Being a prisoner of war was a new experience. Even though Anara did not know why she was being kept alive, it was better to be living than be dead.
Even though the cell was closed, Anara snapped to attention upon hearing what sounded like muffled footsteps. Even though hearing footsteps wasn’t usually a big deal, when one was trapped as a prisoner aboard an enemies ship, those pair of footsteps had a chance of walking over to you and telling you your fate.
Or in this case, the owner of the new pair of feet, start yelling at everyone else. Anara could not make out the angry words through the door. That quickly became boring.
Anara looked back at her belt, and took out a rounded metal metal object, it was a circle with an embossed X-Wing on it. This had been a gift to her from her parents, and she always kept it on her to remind her of them.
Twirling it around in her fingers, Anara had an idea. She placed it on the palm of her hand, and willed the embossed metal circle to go up. And it did go up, before Anara willed it to stop in midair. It looked so beautiful, just levitating in the middle and glinting if she moved her hand. She was just about to will it back into her own hand when she was shocked.
Shocking in itself is an unpleasant experience, but being shocked without being prepared for it was doubly worse. Amara found herself sprawled on the floor and jerking as the electricity coursed through her. And then it stopped, as suddenly as it had begun. The embossed circle came abruptly to the ground with a loud clang, followed by a few little consecutive clangs.
Anara was angry, she hadn’t done anything wrong. Or at least she thought that way. All she had done was levitate an object, she hadn’t even tried mind controlling one of the guard. She started on muttering and growling through an expletive when she heard the fire behind her open, and someone walk in.
"Admiral on deck," A stormtrooper yelled as Admiral Anderson walked into the hanger. This caused all but the medic offices treating the wounded to snap to action. Anderson walked up to the new arrival and looked her up and down. He had dealt with Inquisitor before and never enjoyed it. Always thinking that they could do whatever they wanted. He had one given men to an Inquisitor for a mission. He never knew what happen to them just told that they had died.
"At ease," He finally said looking Lawrens. "I will handle them from here Lt. Make sure our new guess settle in well." In refence to their Jedi prisoner. "The only one that is allowed to see her is myself. If anymore tries to harm her you are order to subdue and kill if necessary, understood?"
Lawrens was furious. Why was order to protect the Jedi. He knew she could be use for information but why so much protect. Let the Sith have her and rip her apart. However, he hid this behind a face of steel. "Yes sir." With one last glare at the Inquisitor he left.
Anderson then turn his attain to the two sith. "Inquisitor, Yorina" He nodded "If you will both will follow me." He then turned and lead them to his office. Setting down in his chair and offing the two across from him he finally said. "Hello my name is Admiral Anderson, Logan. I'm in charge of the 9th out rim fleet. Or what left of it. I apologize about the communication issue during battle. Our long-range coms offline and only our short-range ship to ship is working. So, unless without knowing what frequency you were using we counted hear your hails. Now could you both tell me what I can do for you.
Felt glares at Lt. Lawrens. "I don't need to do anything you ask, as a Inquisitor I outrank you "Lieutenant" SHe said taking a step towards him. "Also you never responed to my hails,if you did you would know who I am whelp." she added as she stopped moving and stared into his eyes. "NOw your going to take me to someone higher up on the food chain or I will have you charged with crimes against the Empire. Is that understood. SHe said and looked up as she sensed a Jedi. "OH what is this we have here? a little Jedi stowaway? Well seems my jurisdiction is this matter has just increased."
When they arrived in the hanger, Yorina noticed that there were a lot of injured there. From what she witnessed, she was surprised that many made it out alive. They must have found more pockets of survivors before running into her group. [i ‘If enough of them heal up fast enough, we might be back on track sooner than I expected,’] she thought with a smirk that dissipated as fast as it appeared.
She walked over to the even newer arrival’s ship with Lieutenant Lawrens. He seemed to be gradually becoming more on edge ever since they received the message. It could have been any number of things, but it didn’t seem to be her and there was no point in doing anything that could add her name to the list. Moscoff was in their care, so she would be too until they were able to resume their arrangement.
When they reached their destination, she was ready for this meet and greet to be over. The chick was no Jedi. It was obvious in the force. Though that didn’t necessarily make her an ally, it didn’t make her an enemy either. Just lock her up or put her under surveillance like she was most likely under and call it a day. Although Yorina was on an imperial ship, she was not one of their soldiers. So, they were more than likely still assessing her. Although that and her actions taken during the raid were definitely in her favor, the person before her didn’t seem to have either. Regardless, this wasn’t her ship and the lieutenant had his own protocol to follow, which apparently was going to involve a monologue until something unexpected happened.
She felt someone else use the force, a freaking Jedi of all people. He immediately passed the job onto one of his men and sprinted across the hanger. Even though he rushed over there, a trooper was the one to knock her out before he could do anything. [i ‘Disappointing…’] Yorina was hoping for the Jedi’s blood to paint the hangar.
She woke up. Nothing really exciting about waking up after being knocked out. Although at first, she did wonder if she was in some afterlife. But was the afterlife supposed to look like a prison with three stormtroopers guarding her cell block? Then this wasn't the afterlife, and this was actual life. She hadn't been blasted by a laser, but by a blaster set on stunning mode. It still confused her as to why the Imperials hadn't bothered to kill her, didn't they just execute any Rebel 'scum' that they caught? Either the part about executing any Rebel was wrong, or she was valuable in some way.
She sat up and raised her right hand. Immediately, a hand clutched her right hand - it was her own left hand. Something had happened, something had had to happen..... Hadn't she, on accident, used the force? Anara suddenly remembered what had happened after coming on board the Imperial ship. She felt afraid, she didn't want another such accident to happen. The less problems she caused right now, the higher the chance she'd be able to escape later, after she found out why she was being kept alive in this place.
Anderson watched as the enemy x wing and Lt. Green fighter were set down on the hanger floor. "Sir Security team delta report they have the X-wing surrounded and are awaiting further orders." One of the bridge crew called out. As soon as he was about to say something he watch Lt Green cockpit glass get kick out as she jumped for the wreckage. He expected her to leave and let the stormtroopers handle it but instead she climbed up the X-wing as it cockpit opened. She then did something no one could expect. She punched the pilot in the face. "What is she." Someone tried to say as they then all watched as Lt. Green went flying form the cockpit across the hanger landing a few feet behind the stormtroopers. "Shit" Was the only thing Anderson said as the next few minutes play out before him.
Lt. Lawrens walked with a quicked pace as he entered Hanger two. The hanger was a little cramped as they had to stuff three extra ties and eight bombers as well as the new ship that had landed. Normally it wouldn't be a problem but half the hanger had been turned into a medic bay for the wounded tanked on from the other ship. Lawrens didn't like when people he couldn't see use the force around him. He hated Jedi for what they had done. That didn’t mean he liked Sith much better but they at least kept to themselves and out of his way. He had lost his family during the clone wars to some Jedi master that had come to his plant to "help" then stay neutral in the war. However, their presence had brought the separatist to their door steps. The battle had killed everyone in his family but himself. That day he swore he would hunt down Jedi for their crimes.
He waited for the new arrival at the bottom of the ram. "Good day," He said as they walked down the ramp. "My name is Lt. Lawrens XO of the Victory. If you please hand over any and all weapon that you are caring. They will be held until we can conform who you are." Lawrens said in a serious tone. He wasn't really in a playing mood as her ship had not imperial marking and she hadn't answer any calls sent to her ship. Although there encryption code was outdate she should have gotten there messages. That when he felt the force being used again but this time across the ship. "Blast the lady." He cursed as he turning to the trooper next to him. "Hand this."
With that he sprinted full speed across the ship until he was just outside the hanger bay. There onto of the X-wing stood a female. Jedi. He thought as he rushed her. "Never give a Jedi time to thing. Always put pressure on them. This will give them less time to handle you." Was what he had learn in his years of training. So that what he did. In a full bull rush and it work as she took her attain of the stormtroopers. One of the trooper took the shot and knocked her out before she could draw her blaster. Lawrens stopped just short of where she had fallen and looked down. "Blasted bitch thing you could just get away with something like getting on my ship. Move her to the brig and keep her under 24-hour watch with three guards. If one of you starts to feel fun or do something without being told shock her with one of the shock collar." He yelled out. This day had been one hell of a day.
Felt nodded as she received a response to her call. "Finally someone answered." She said as her ship landed in the hanger. She stood up and walked out of the cockpit and to the main area of the ship. "HK if anyone tries to get onboard the ship without my permission, shoot them, but I would like them alive." she said as he opened the landing ramp and walked out oonto the hanger. "Now lets see who is incharge." she said as she looked around the hanger bay.
Admiral Anderson’s response was a bit more than disappointing. Every second they spent out here dealing with these rebels was a second more that Commander Moscoff was not obliged to carry out his part of the deal. As much as she enjoyed a good fight, her mind was not on the one enacting before her. In fact, her attention was not even in this star system until she heard someone reaching out through the Force. Apparently the lieutenant felt it and heard her too because immediately told the admiral to open the hanger. Back through the Force, she responded, [#c337b1 ‘I hear and understand you. You’re clear to board. On the way there now.’]
Yorina immediately headed out with Lieutenant Lawrens and his men. In case this wasn’t a friendly, she started familiarizing herself with this star-cruiser as they made their way to the hanger. As they were still on their way, she felt the ship jump into hyperspace. When that happened, she felt a sensation of relief since they were no longer wasting more time in that one location. She just hoped the detour wouldn’t take too long.
She wouldn't be surprised if the Imperial gunners opened fire on her damaged X-Wing, or some Imperial Tie-Fighter would come around and finish her and her damaged X-Wing. But what did surprise her was the lack of anything of that happening; the Imperial gunners on the ship weren't trying to kill her, nor were any of the Imperial Tie Fighters coming around to finish her off. Imperial's were usually extremely systematic about everything, and this did not strike her as an exception.
Instead what happened, was that she felt her ship being moved towards one of the "holes" in the Imperial ship; a tractor beam was moving her X-Wing into one of the hangars within the Imperial ship. For Anara, this was confusing. Didn't Imperials usually kill their enemies? Unless they wanted her alive, that was the only explanation she had.
Her X-Wing settled down on the polished and gleaming surface of the hangar. She could hear metallic whining behind her, and she could feel her X-Wing shuddering as something slid off. Anara leaned forward and opened the cockpit, and the cockpit slowly opened. While it opened, Anara took off her flight helmet while hearing the sound of many feet stomping up and then stopping. Most likely stormtroopers pointed nasty laser rifles at her.
Anara was just about to unbuckle, when someone climbed into the cockpit and punched her in the nose. Anara didn't even think, she instinctively reacted by pushing her open hand, palm faced outwards at the person who had just punched her; that person was flung away from the cockpit, and Anara could hear the noises of someone falling against the floor. [+purple "SHiiit"] She'd just used the Force hadn't she? Anara hadn't meant to fling that person through the air and have them then fall towards the floor, it had just happened.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a monotone voice ordering her to get out of the X-Wing. To avoid a nasty complication right off the bat, Anara chose to comply. She freed herself of the belts tying her to the seat of the X-Wing, and slowly stood up. She could see the rifle tracking her, just waiting for her to make one wrong move. All her movements were slow and deliberate, to show the stormtroopers that she was not attempting to do anything stupid. She slid off the top of the X-Wing, down on the ground, before taking a few small steps and raising her hands behind her head.
Everything would've went fine, if there hadn't been the sounds of hurrying footsteps coming across from the other side of the hangar. It appeared as if some guy was running towards their group around the X-Wing. He kept running, getting closer and closer. Anara wouldn't have minded him at all if he had run up to the stormtroopers, but he didn't simply run up to them. He pushed past them and continued to run at her with a grim determination on his face.
At this point in time, Anara had a panic attack. She actually thought that this quy was going to kill her, and drew out her ]blaster. But before she could event lift it, she saw something flying towards her, before falling unconscious and sprawling on the floor awkwardly.
Anderson took a quick look at the new arrive before saying. "Not at the moment ma'ma just sit back and watch the fireworks." With that he went back to watching the battle in front of him. "Sir falcon squadron are starting their attack run now." One of this office yelled form his station. He then watched as four Tie bombers dropped from high above the Liberty cruiser. Whoever was in command had noticed too late thing his fighter would protect him. The bomber unleashed their proton torpedo upon the unshelled ship. It started to collapse un the fire of the bomber as the ship started to list to one side and the bomber ripped into it.
A cheer eruption for the bright as the watch the liberty start to loss power. "Have all fighter return to us. Switch all power to the guns, let's see if they like pick on a smaller ship now." Suddenly Lawrens shudder causing Anderson to look at him question. "You good Lt?" He nodded before saying. "Sir open hanger two someone wants on and form what I can tell it a force user." Anderson knew that Lawrens had dealt with force uses most of his lift. He was a trained jedi killer and lead the anti-Jedi squad on the ship. When he felt something off he dealt with it. He could also tell that the Sith behind him felt it too. "Then take your squad and Yorina with you and find out who that is. " with that Lt Lawrens left.
"Sir Lt green just smashed her tie into a X-wing they are both resting off our port hanger." Someone yelled. He had noticed that she had broken off to deal with some X-wing after it shot down two ties. "Recover both of them I want to meet a pilot that can shoot down someone form Green squad. Also have a welcoming party waiting." With that he watched as his ship passed the Liberty in flames. They may have lost the emperor but this war was far from over. "Sir all hand are ready to jump on your go." A tech yelled. "Take us home boys take usu home." He yelled as they entered hyperspace.
Felt continued to take down teh small fries as more x-wings approched. "THis is getting annoying, and no one is answering my hails. Maybe I should try another method." she thought as she reached out with the force for anyone on the Star destorer who is Force sensitive. After a few moments she felt someone. "Well maybe now I can get someone to give me a answer." she thought as she reached out to the person through the Force. "If you can hear or understand me respond and go to the main hanger." she said through the force and she pioleted her ship towards the hanger
Another mission, a typical day flying X-Wing fighters against the Imperial forces. The last mission that she had flown, that had been a completely hellish gamble which had worked when the Death Star had been blown to smithereens. Enemy Tie Fighters, the Death Star sniping their ships, plus the defensive firepower of those Imperial capital ships had made for one hellish environment for any craft to fly in.
This mission, this mission would be easier. Anara had forgotten the complete specifics of the mission profile, but it was simply to blast any Imperial small craft before they managed to get a hit on the Liberty. The flights of A-Wings and Y-Wings would try nailing the Imperial ship in the neighborhood.
Her flight consisted of a total of five X-Wings, herself being Onyx leader, and the rest being Onyx 2-5. The five of them were a tight group, having flown many missions together. Not every mission had been a success, but all of them had managed to pull through it.
[+purple “Attack formation”] The wings on each side unfolded, giving te X-Wings their characteristic “X” wing shape. [+purple Onyx 4 And 5, loop around and destroy the Ties covering their own bombers. Onyx 2 and 3, lets help out those A and Y wings.”]
The two outermost X-Wings separated off from their formation, leaving a triangle formation headed for the formation of A and Y wing fighters. She and the two remaining X-Wings converged on the formation, specifically on the four Ties being a pain in the ass.
Unfortunately, the Ties spotted the three X-Wings by their obvious attempts to disengage from the group they had just jumped on. The Ties has some crack pilots, for the Ties decided to weave in and out of the A and Y wing formation, which increased the friendly fire problem by a good chance.
Anara spun her X-Wing into a barrel roll, where the side of a Tie fighter presented itself to her four lasers; the Tie promptly ceased to exist. During the time it had taken her to neutralize the Tie, she had picked up a Tie on her own ass. The Tie pilot stayed on her tail really well, until Onyx 2 blasted it to bits with their own lasers. [+purple “Good shot”], teamwork at its finest.
There were two Tie Fighters left, and they weren’t trying to maneuver. It seemed suspicious, but the three of them weren’t about to complain about two free kills. At least not until two Tie Fighters came from behind, blowing up her wing mates to bits and pieces, and only destroying the engines on her own X-Wing.
Her X-Wing continued to fly in a straight line after that, but that straight line was pointed.... directly at an Imperial ship.
After they boarded the main vessel, the group split up so that the injured could receive treatment in the infirmary, which happened to be majority of the survivors and the captain. So, Yorina went with the lieutenant to get an update on the outside situation. When they walked up, they heard that a group of pilots was heading out to protect this Victory-class Star Destroyer. It was around then that the lieutenant walked up beside his commanding officer, made a sly comment and the two started joking in a very nonchalant manner.
During that time, Yorina stood back in order to let them have their brofest. The two seemed more like brothers in arms than commanding officer and subordinate. Once they were done, Yorina walked up to Anderson. [#c337b1 “Thanks for answering the call, Admiral,”] she said noticing his rank on his uniform. [#c337b1 “The name is Yorina. Is there anything I can do to get us out of here faster?”]
Who knew if those rebels had reinforcements coming. And if that was the case, they needed to get out of there before another imperial ship went down. More specifically, they needed to leave before the ship they just boarded was taken down. Losing the Vanquish was enough for one day. Plus, Commander Moscoff and his remaining men still hadn't reached their destination like their deal said.
On a side-note, even though Yorina was relieved to have received help, she had no clue there was another person who answered the distress call. Due to that she was completely unaware that the said person was still out there fighting without knowing the current situation.
Lt. Green and her fellow Tie Squadron regrouped as the rest of the fleet regrouped headed back to Ryuujou. She was in command of five Tie interceptors as well as eight Tie bombers at would be used to brake thought the Liberty. Also from what she could tell the rebels had a second wave of fighter covering it. "Commander," came a voice over her privet channel. It was her wingman and friend Lt. Yager. "Go head," she said. "All remaining fighter are ready. Looks like we are out number three to one." Yager said. "Then they might have a chance of shooting us down now." She smiled under her helmet. "They would need more than that to get you ma'ma"
Suddenly a communication came from Victory. "Enemy fighter headed towards Victory. Your order are as follow. No fighter will make it to Victory as it pushes past the enemy battle cruiser." With that the line when dead. Green grinned widened. She loved changes and this one just another one. "Black 5 and 6 to stay with the bomber and to flank around and hit them from above. 3 & 4 forces on the rebels Y-wing and nothing else Yager and myself will keep the fighter off you." She commanded over her squad's channel. "For the empire," came the response from them. She trusted them and them her to get the job done and get everyone back home. They called Interceptors pilots some of the craziest pilots in the empire and the surviving rebels would learn why today.
Captain Anderson watched as four Tie Interceptors dove into a small fleet of X-wings, A-wings and Y-wings. "Poor basters." A voice said next to him. It was Lt. Lawrens with another person he didn't know. "They have no idea that pilot and her team are some of the best pilot the empire has." He joked. "Enjoy your stroll," The captain ask as he motioned to start declaiming from the other ship. "O yea it was very relaxing. Let me get some stress off. Stress isn't good for my skin." Anderson nodded. "Yep. Helm full speed ahead. Bring all power so the shields. We need to get passed that ship if we wanna jump."
Felt continued to take out the fighters and provided coving fire for the escape pods. "Well this is not as exciting as I thought it would be>" she thought as she flew her ship around the star destoryer. "How much longer is the evacuation going to take? or did they fix the ship and cancel the order?" she thought as she looked over at the ship. "What ever it is its rather annoying to have my hails ignored, I might have to have a conversation with the captain later"
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