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The Klington Admiral Tasak was preping his fleet for battle and had ordering the rest of the fleet to mobilize at the Klingtonian colony in Sector 1243 of the Sirius System. While the K.B.S. Godhand, thrusted its way through space towards a battle being waged by Coreworlds. The soldiers on board dawned their armor and set it to formal mode. They began painting their clans symbols onto their faces.
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*SENDING TRANSMISSION*
Admiral Tasak appeared on the screen, "I wish to speak to your commanding officer, I am Admiral Tasak of the Klingtonian fleet, and I have been sent by my goverment to help aide in the rebellion. On a personal level, I would just like to say it will be a pleasure fighting by your side and I look forward to it. On a buisness level, I will begin to tell you our plan of attack and hope to hear what your plan is as well...."
His speech began to fade from the space at which it echoed and into the minds of those that were present. A battle would ensue, and he was looking forward to it.
*END TRANSMISSION*

Admiral Rommel recieved the communications, and he had Jedi Master Xavier Soloran go and talk to the Klingtons about this. The Jedi Master rose in a shuttle and is on his way to Sirius.

OOC: I must ask why are you attacking the Empire. The alliance and the members within have not declared war without due cause. Weyr attacked us. The Kingdom of Weyr attacked our Empire not the other way around. However i must make this point very clear, if you do attack we will attack you with every ship available. You will lose in the end, so why attack. Why not join an already strong alliance, but if you insist on this obvious madness then so be it.

We are ready for war, and we will have it.

The Pentovan Fleet, and possibly the fleet of the Galactic Republic have decided to enter this war against the Empire, for obvious reasons (Republic-Empire... Duh) and have sent the following fleet to the Klingtonian colony in Sector 1243 of the Sirius System to await orders.

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1 Kryptonite Class Cruiser - 190 billion
1 Kolob Class Carrier - 110 Billion
1 Moroni Class Battlecruiser - 150 Billion
9 Omni-Class Frigates - 405 Billion
6 Tachyon Class Corvettes - 90 Billion
6 Reflex Class Corvettes - 42 Billion
36 Mahonri Coriancumer Class Attack Dropships - 7.56 Billion
36 StarFalcons - 1.98 Billion
72 Senines - 3.24 Billion
36 TrickFighters - 1.44 Billion
72 Legolas Mecha - 2.52 Billion
36 Samson Mecha - .9 Billion

All ground troops (1 million) are armed with MTG-03 Assault Rifles found here http://www.tncforums.proboards34.com/index.cgi?board=Valaxian&action=display&num=1092119156&start=0

The head commander of this force is Jonothan Benderson. He and his fleet jumped out of hyperspace at the spot, and waited for a transmission.

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Just to let you know Unified Sith, my 10ki alliance is mobilising their.

OOC: I must ask why are you attacking the Empire. The alliance and the members within have not declared war without due cause. Weyr attacked us. The Kingdom of Weyr attacked our Empire not the other way around. However i must make this point very clear, if you do attack we will attack you with every ship available. You will lose in the end, so why attack. Why not join an already strong alliance, but if you insist on this obvious madness then so be it.

OOC: OOC-ly, no, Admiral Storm attacked you, and Alicia will quite literally castrate him if he comes back. That's what I get for sending my ruler to a meeting with an 'ally' who never prodces what he promised *kicks that ally* *cough* CorpSac *cough* It makes for great Rp-ing when the one char who holds my entire nation together goes missing at a critical moment. *mutters* But yes, IC-ly the Empire prolly thinks that Weyr attacked it, unless some very powerful Sith were to mind-probe Admiral Storm and connect the very, very minor discrepancies in Storm's orders from Alicia, which Alicia never sent, but she doesn't know that Storm thinks she's ordered him on a suicide mission......eh...if Storm gets out of the Death Star....It'll be...interesting..... It all ties into the Starfishers and my little plan to destroy Weyr and rebuild it sometime around January......

OOC: bloddy star wars nuts.. :P
Go the Empire :)

We have also sent another fleet, newly purchased from here http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=353996

1 Megingjard
1 Hecate
2 Orion's
4 Deimos's
10 Mercury's
5 Fenris's
4 Leviathan's
2 Aeolus's
10 Dreadnought's
2 Carrier's
20 Mjolnir RBC's

The RBC's have been set up around the planet of Pentova, in an attempt to defend against any possible Deathstar attacks.

Grand Admiral Benderson was impatient. He had already sent one officer into the corner fearing for his life after a reprimand for a not-so-important offence. But he had a reason too. The Klingtonians and Coreworldians had not responded to their presence yet, and he had just recieved news that the second fleet, under command of Admiral Tim Rasspond had been held up by delayed delivery due to not shipping FedEx. He suddenly hit the transmit button on his chair console.
"This is Grand Admiral Benderson of the Pentovan fleet. We are awaiting orders at the appointed position, and we cannot see anyone here. Klington or Coreworlds, reply. Out."
He waited once again.

Grand Admiral Benderson was impatient. He had already sent one officer into the corner fearing for his life after a reprimand for a not-so-important offence. But he had a reason too. The Klingtonians and Coreworldians had not responded to their presence yet, and he had just recieved news that the second fleet, under command of Admiral Tim Rasspond had been held up by delayed delivery due to not shipping FedEx. He suddenly hit the transmit button on his chair console.
"This is Grand Admiral Benderson of the Pentovan fleet. We are awaiting orders at the appointed position, and we cannot see anyone here. Klington or Coreworlds, reply. Out."
He waited once again.

OOC:Dude come down, Im trying to do other stuff right now. Yeah, and from now on call the coreworldians rebel coreworlidians or rebels for the sake of IC.

OOC: I was just trying to establish his character, which is impatient. I am sorry for any inconvienience. And I will call them the rebels from now on.

*Rolls eyes* the UFP condems this acation .. any attack will result in intervetion by TFU

Great Benderson thought, more people to join the fun He opened a comlink to the TFU Flagship.

"Good evening. Why are you here I ask. Your threat before makes no sence, as our attack is obviously for the right reasons, I wonder, What are yours?"

He called his lieutenient to him.

"Watch the TFU Fleet at all times. Do not let them get out of you sight, is that clear?"

"Yessir!"

"Good, dismissed."

He went back to waiting for an answer from the rebels.

*Rolls eyes* the UFP condems this acation .. any attack will result in intervetion by TFU

Have you seen Star Wars?
Unless you want a tyranical empire ruling the universe, I would rethink your actions.

It appears Klington has to withdraw due to new information, I ask Pentova to do the same. And Im sorry coreworlds but I have learned of some things I did not know. I have had allies back out at critical moments and lost me the war. If you value this alliance enough and want me to stay in, I shall, for I will not back out on my alliances and promised without the consent of my allies. So it is up to you my friends, if you want the alliance to continue against the Sith speak up.

It appears Klington has to withdraw due to new information, I ask Pentova to do the same. And Im sorry coreworlds but I have learned of some things I did not know. I have had allies back out at critical moments and lost me the war. If you value this alliance enough and want me to stay in, I shall, for I will not back out on my alliances and promised without the consent of my allies. So it is up to you my friends, if you want the alliance to continue against the Sith speak up.

OOC: Let's see....Techon, -Noir-, CoreWorlds (rebel), and Weyr (rebel) are still in this fight......

Statement from the Imperial Palace

Once again it has filled the emperor with great sadness to see so many nations declare war upon the Empire with no due cause. The Galactic Republic is just as treacherous as ever using other nations as pawns in it’s agenda such as Klington. Only after that nation realised that the Empire was innocent of all crimes did they attempt to rectify their error in choosing to use armed conflict.

The Galactic Republic has however made no such attempts. Their aggressive stances ordering the Empires ally The Fedral Union and the United Federation of Planets to “back off” so they could wage their war is only another example of the evilness of that alliance.

The Empire will not stand for the bullying of other nations in the Galaxy nor will it allow such tricks and attempts to continue. The decision will be put into the senate whether or not to declare war on the Republic, after their sudden and inexplicable declaration of war.

OOC: Let's see....Techon, -Noir-, CoreWorlds (rebel), and Weyr (rebel) are still in this fight......

Just shocked and appalled that my role was forgotten here...Is it true nobody loves me? i Have no friends :(

Grand Admiral Hozgarth hearby declares that he wishes permission from the emperor himself to lead a fleet to the Klington homeworlds to destroy this new puny opposition. We would request the use of two super star destroyers on top of the fleet we already have been given and another 500 Tie fighters 500 tie interceptors. We assure you victory my emperor on fear of death...

Secret IC to Klington :
that was only a diplomatic move ...if you wantto contuie we shall supply you secretly with cash anc weps other wise we canot help overtyl yet ..

Pentova and the Galactic Republic shall not stand aside as the Empire brings it's tyrannical rule about the galaxy. We shall join the rebel forces and will fight to our last breath. Might I suggest a new meeting place as Klington seems to have abandoned?

bump

The Imperium stands by its allies and devotes its energies to purging the heretical rebels and the republic. We shall fight for a new order; and from the chaos shall emerge peace. We bring unity to thousands of worlds; you sow dissent and treason. You evne use nations such as Klington as puppets, because you have not the ability to attack yourself. Stand down or face the Imperial Wrath!

Just shocked and appalled that my role was forgotten here...Is it true nobody loves me? i Have no friends :(

Sorry, it was late........

Master Soloran burst out of hyperspace in the Sirius system. The blue sun and it's white companion shine brightly as the Master reaches out with the Force, trying to discern where the new allies are...

WAR IT IS THEN!

The Fedral Union:
(Secret)IC:
I accept your offer, thank you for your interest.

I shall meet you on the battlefield, Unified Sith.

OOC:
ICly my country does have a good reason to hate you, it thinks your a tyrannical empire. You may not be, my country has been filled with PR that you are.

The Imperium stands by its allies and devotes its energies to purging the heretical rebels and the republic. We shall fight for a new order; and from the chaos shall emerge peace. We bring unity to thousands of worlds; you sow dissent and treason. You evne use nations such as Klington as puppets, because you have not the ability to attack yourself. Stand down or face the Imperial Wrath!
Nuts.

~Statement from Yanosuke Masaki.

OOC: Define your use of Nuts, lol

Nuts.

~Statement from Yanosuke Masaki.

OOC: Dude that had to be one of the coolest replys ever stated!(P.S. I Know it was used in WWII, but it was still cool then and it still is now.)

OOC: Think General Patton, lol.

IC:
Master Soloran then tries a message.

"Is anyone out there? I am a representative from the Alliance." He called to the empty space.

The Emperors thoughts reach out across the void; guiding mankind, guiding Chronosia as he struggles against the backlash of the terrible abyss.
"You will find only death here; Jedi...."

Good evening. We have waited long for a message from anyone. We greet you Coreworlds. I am Grand Admiral Benderson of the Pentovan Fleet. We wish to aid you in this endeavour.

"Very good. I shall request permission to dock now." The Jedi Master said.

"Your request has been granted. Please dock in cell 47 on the Flagship Warbird. I await your arrival." The admiral moved towards the hangers.

The Jedi had his pilot dock where he was requested, and he disembarked the shuttle once it landed.

Xavier Soloran is a member of the Jedi Council, and his long brown cloak swishes regally with every step he makes. His long black hair is tied back though several graying bangs hangs over his forehead. His face is aged with scars of battles past and wrinkles of age. Xavier watches the dock carefully for a high-ranking officer to meet with him.

The Grand Admiral walked towards the jedi slowly. "Good evening, master jedi. I trust that your trip was accomodating? We know of your countries plight, and we wish to aid you in whatever ways we can. You have seen most of our fleet already on the way here, but in the next day or so we expect another to arrive from Pentova, and we have many smaller fighters and the like within our corvettes. Would you like to know anything?" He smiled a friendly smile at the jedi, eyeing nervously the lightsaber at his belt.

The Grand Admiral walked towards the jedi slowly. "Good evening, master jedi. I trust that your trip was accomodating? We know of your countries plight, and we wish to aid you in whatever ways we can. You have seen most of our fleet already on the way here, but in the next day or so we expect another to arrive from Pentova, and we have many smaller fighters and the like within our corvettes. Would you like to know anything?" He smiled a friendly smile at the jedi, eyeing nervously the lightsaber at his belt.
"Not really. The Alliance is greatly indebted to you." Master Soloran said. "Your forces will be useful in our fight against the Sith."

"We hoped so. May I interest you in a smoke? Best cubans in space....." The Admiral wanted to give a tour of his new fleet. It was amazing and he was proud of it. He was trying to keep the jedi around so that he could show him around.

"Useful; but will they be useful enough...."
A voice whispered in the darkness, whispered psychicly through the warp and through space.
A rift appeared, ripping through warp space, a small; well armed and well armoured pod; ornately decorated....Something crouched within; tubes running into it through the Power Armour; its body bolted to the armor, its pain heightening its senses; a palpable aura of malice and darkness about it....It radiated with the divine psychic power of the Imperium, and yet the dark allure of the Sith was with it.
"Jedi..."
It hissed through clenched teeth.
"Jedi...."

"We hoped so. May I interest you in a smoke? Best cubans in space....." The Admiral wanted to give a tour of his new fleet. It was amazing and he was proud of it. He was trying to keep the jedi around so that he could show him around.
"No cigars, please." Master Soloran smiled, then he suddenly tensed. "There's a disturbance in the Force."

He looked out beyond the walls of the ship, in the space around the binary star system...

"Sith." He whispered.

The small craft readied itself; its occupant could sense its prey; the Jedi. It cackled with a dark glee as it whirled and flowed through space.
"New Model..." It whispered; its thoughts trained upon him, bent towards him...."Do you shy from me JEDI!?"

Suddenly red lights and sirens went off on the Warbird. Over the intercom the bridge paged Benderson. "Admiral Benderson to the bridge please. Repeat, Admiral Benderson to the bridge ASAP!" The admiral asked the jedi to find a spot where he could be for a while, and ran to the bridge. When he got there he looked at the radar and saw an ominous blip where there should be only space. "Open a channel to that ship, prepare the StarFalcons on the Kolob to scramble, get the jedi to a safe spot." He ordered his people quickly and sat in his chair and began tranmitting to the bogey. "This is Grand Admiral Benderson on the Pentovan flagship Warbird. Identify yourself or be destroyed. Respond."

"I am Diplomatic Ensign of the Chronosian Imperium....I have been sent to negotiate with the Jedi." It paused, running a hand over two intricately crafted lightsabers hanging from its belt.
"I request permission to dock; and to meet with the Jedi....He will accept it; I am sure."

"What's going on, Master?" Odcal Qoda, Soloran's apprentice, said as the Master headed back to his shuttle.

"A Sith, my Padawan. Prepare yourself." Master Soloran tersly said.

The boy's face switched to 'combat' mode as he fingered his lightsaber. "Yes, Master."

"Come. He nears." Xavier said as he came out of the shuttle. Odcal followed, the sixteen year old boy sensing the predator too.

"Send.... Send for the jedi!" The Admiral was flustered by the grotesque look of the creature. He waited for Soloran to arrive and then replayed the message to him. "What do you think?" He asked quietly.

"Send.... Send for the jedi!" The Admiral was flustered by the grotesque look of the creature. He waited for Soloran to arrive and then replayed the message to him. "What do you think?" He asked quietly.
Master Soloran and his apprentice headed to the bridge, where the message was relayed. "I think he wishes ill of us."

That's the understatement of the day. Odcal thought.

"We shall deal with him." The Jedi Master said.

OOC: lol.

IC: Benderson was worried now. "Should I scramble fighters to try and stop him? I mean, you can't stop him out there can you?"

OOC: lol.

IC: Benderson was worried now. "Should I scramble fighters to try and stop him? I mean, you can't stop him out there can you?"
"He won't be stopped by fighters." Odcal shook his head. "He'll have to be lured inside."

"Yes. He will be well versed in the Sith arts, and very dangerous." Master Soloran warned the Admiral.

"So you want me to LET him dock here?" Benderson was plain flipping out now. This ship was expensive and there were 150 men and 3 Central AI on board. It was madness, but the jedi were to be trusted he thought as he saw the jedi flick his fingers past his eyes. They were beautiful really. That jedi had beautiful fingers, and whoever had that beautiful fingers had to be trusted. He reopened the comlink. "Diplomatic envoy, your request has been granted, land in cell 48 of the Warbird."

He nodded.
The ship moved through the darkness, heading for the docking bay specified. An armored finger flicked a switch, a homing device for any other agents of the Imperium or Empire; and then relaxed. He felt the gentle thud as the ship lowered itself; pausing...
The ships exterior unfolded; flower like, beautiful and organic, revealing the dark seed within; tubes retracted, restrainsts fell away and he rose; as dark and terrible as shadow. His black armour glimmered; marked with the prayers of the Imperium, lined with gold. Runes were drawn across him; ancient High Gothic; 'From Darkness I bring light unto the Universe and the Fallen'. This was a warrior steeped in zeal, faith and dark promise.

The Admiral looked upon it in terrible wonder. He was forced to move towards it and he introduced himself. "How can I help you?" he asked very timidly.

"Don't worry, we'll get him!" Odcal said, youthful enthusiasm and determination taking over.

"Indeed. Let's go, Odcal." The Jedi Master and his apprentice headed out of the bridge, and down to the docking bay, preparing to meet their opponent.

It didn't take long to reach the bay, as they could very easily sense the Dark Side within the Sith, as if they smelled something foul.

"Speak, Sith." The Jedi Master boomed as he arrived and saw the ugly...thing. "What brings you here?"

Odcal, take the left.

Right. The boy started moving towards the left as Master Soloran took the right.

The admiral ordered all combat squads to stations in a futile attempt to protect the ship if the jedi should fail. He watched over the screen the scene in the docking bay.

"I have come....in the name of the Emperor. He tells me to purge the weak and the heretical." He chuckled, moving forward. His sabers move as if of their own accord to his hands and he ignites them. "For I am the death of worlds, the scourging fire that cleanses in his name; and in his name, with Bolter, Flamer and now with 'Sabre, I purge...."

"I have come....in the name of the Emperor. He tells me to purge the weak and the heretical." He chuckled, moving forward. His sabers move as if of their own accord to his hands and he ignites them. "For I am the death of worlds, the scourging fire that cleanses in his name; and in his name, with Bolter, Flamer and now with 'Sabre, I purge...."
"Your end shall be here." Master Soloran said as he ignited his emerald green blade. "I am a Jedi Knight, and I order you to leave, now..."

"or die." Odcal finished, drawing his bright yellow lightsaber.

*battle music from FF7 begins to pipe in*

Benderson sat amazed by the bright colors.

"My end; shall be far from here; surrounded by acolytes. We are the Hydra given flesh and blood, strike us and a thousand spring up in our place, Jedi..." He almost spat the final word.
"World after world shall burn, the Emperor shall carve an Imperium from the stars, and unite humanity....All Heresy....Heresy....will be purged." It cackled, crooning laughter as it rose, moving towards the Jedi, twin sabers ignited, ready.
"COME JEDI! MEET YOUR DESTINY!"

*Liberale Fatale pipes in*

Master Soloran struck! His blade was a blur as it reached out for his foe's shoulder.

Odcal followed with a strike to the knees.

It roared as the blade scratched through its armor, tearing through its flesh, but managed to leap backwards; its knees unscathed. It lunged forward; fuelled by its pain, lashing out with both sabres, seeking to injure his opponents, with mighty slashes and an array of low kicks.

Master Soloran blocked his opponent's blades and attacked low while Odcal struck high. Master and Apprentice worked as one to fight, attacking and defending, blocking and dodging.

Normal humans would merely see blurs of green and yellow as the Jedi fought to defeat their foe.

The Ships guard compliment had been dispatched to the dock bay, but there was nothing they could do but watch in awe as the warriors fought swiftly. The Admiral was silent as he watched.

He blocked; fighting against two foes with his strength, fuelling himself with rage and pain and hate. He screamed his war cry as he brought his saber down again and again; blocking wounds, taking others...Some merely scarred his armor; while some drew hateful welts along his skin, cauterised stab wounds that made him ache. Yet he fought on; he was his Father's Child, if not that...Then Nothing!

By contrast, the Jedi were calm and determined. They were trained to focus their enemy's hatred back upon him, to show him the folly of fighting when the mind is clouded by rage.

Still, the Jedi were mostly on the defensive against this foe. Odcal then brought youthful agility to the battle, and he began press for an offensive with his Master. The two began to hope for a victory...

He leapt backwards, rising higher than normal through the force; landing, perched on a crane. He looked down at them. His fingers played across his armor; as he smirked.
"You've....given me quite a scratch, Jedi. But this game must come to an end."
He looked at the Apprentice; he was younger, less experienced, weaker. He concentrated, reaching out dark and pliant force fingers to crush the youth's larnyx...His other hand gently let go of his lightsaber, and began to will it, slowly, to gain power, momentum, and hurtle forth, towards the master.

The guards captain, James Kingley, saw what was happening and reacted in an instant. He shot a single bullet from his rifle at the sith to try and stir his concentration, and then fell back with the rest of the guard. This was not their fight.

Odcal stiffened, and suddenly reached for his throat as he struggled to fight the Choke.

"Use the Force, Odcal!" Soloran cried, then suddenly dodged, the enemy's lightsaber almost hitting his throat. The boy concentrated, using the Force to fight off the invisible hand squeezing his throat. He succeeded and, breathing hard, sent debris into the air after the Sith.

Master Soloran sliced the opponent's lightsaber in half, destroying it, and then advanced on the Sith as the debris from Odcal flew at him.

A quick stroke of his sabre cut the cable on the crane; sending the Sith back to the ground atop the crane, the Debris missing him, as he gestured upwards, trying to repel the enemy advance with skillful saber work and the power of force push.
"Enough" he grunted.

Master Soloran was wary of tricks. "You are finished, Sith. I will kill you if I must. But I shall deal with you in a way that's far more terrible than death."

Odcal looked up at his Master's words. "What?"

"You will do nothing of the sort; Jedi. Your order is weak, your republic crumbles about you...You can do nothing but wait for the inevitable; the death of all you hope for. And the end of all you know."
Its fingers crackled with a dark power, and in an instant it turned the fell lightning on the assembled soldiers of Pentova; retreating for its ship.
"We shall meet again, JEDI!"
He chuckled.
"In the meantime, my friends shall take care of you..."
And with that; it engaged...

(ooc: wow, good fight guys, may have to have a force sensitive kid appear in Exetonia)

The guards screamed in agony as the lightning hit them full on. Most died right then, and the admiral squirmed as he saw the loss. But his attention was drawn back by the jedi.

Anyone would shudder if he looked in Master Soloran's eyes. "You are a danger to everyone. I shall see to this..."

He suddenly grabbed the Sith with the Force, creating a wall around him before he could enter his ship.

"You will never again know the Force." Master Soloran said, as he called upon the Force, and struck with the most powerful attack known to the Light Side: The power to strip away another's Force ability. It is an ancient Force technique, once lost in the mists of time, but now, it is known to the most powerful of Jedi, as an ultimate punishment.

Master Soloran battered the Sith's mind with the Force, breaking down the barriers, searching for the link that connects the mind to the Force...

Benderson watched as the sith stopped moving and immediatly he was entranced. What was the jedi doing to him?

He growled, grasping his head; trying franticly to block the Jedi's power; fighting it heart and soul. His cries were soul piercing, echoing through the ship; his power loosed; shattereing glass, contracting the hull, trying to focus...
He focussed; drawing the Jedi's power in, drawing it into himself and absorbing it; fuelling his Dark Rage. He held onto the force; he held onto the darkness, the hate, the malice, and in one fell swoop, turned the power, seething and corrupt, back on the Jedi

The power came as a coherent beam of dark and terrible energy and Master Soloran realized that the Sith was more powerful than he thought. He managed to reflect the beam, but it took all his resources to do it and he collaped on one knee.

"Master!" Odcal came running. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Master Soloran breathed. "He's very powerful. More than I thought."

The sith chuckled, stepping into his ship and preparing to depart.
"A token, Master Jedi. You may have the honor of knowing my name. My father made me to be the dark heart of the Imperium....You may call me Chronos."

Benderson looked on in horror as his ship vibrated terribly. The black power had been deflected and hit the ships wall. The shields had held it off the actual wall. But only just. Every possible warning light that could go off did, and the ship was in a horrible state. "She can't hold much more admiral. The ship's reactor has overheated, and shields are down. We're gonna need serious repairs." The ship's enginneer told Benderson.

The sith chuckled, stepping into his ship and preparing to depart.
"A token, Master Jedi. You may have the honor of knowing my name. My father made me to be the dark heart of the Imperium....You may call me Chronos."
"Hmm." Master Soloran said. "You were a worthy foe, I'll give you that."

Odcal said nothing as he watched his master and the Sith -Chronos- talk, feeling the ship rumble.

"As are you....This place; has become unstable. Pentova and the Jedi have felt the might of the Imperium. And I am but the first grasp; of a Dark Hand." He smirked.
"In time; you will know more of me, Master Jedi. I will seek you out, when the battle rages at its height, and the worlds of both nations run red with blood."
And with that; he charged the vehicle; felt the shell encircle him, and took off; launching random beam and missle attacks back towards the mighty ship, toward off enemy pursuit.

"As are you....This place; has become unstable. Pentova and the Jedi have felt the might of the Imperium. And I am but the first grasp; of a Dark Hand." He smirked.
"In time; you will know more of me, Master Jedi. I will seek you out, when the battle rages at its height, and the worlds of both nations run red with blood."
And with that; he charged the vehicle; felt the shell encircle him, and took off; launching random beam and missle attacks back towards the mighty ship, toward off enemy pursuit.
"And I'll be waiting..." Master Soloran whispered, even as the ship shook with the bombardment.

"SCRAMBLE ALL FIGHTERS FROM THE KOLOB IMMEDIATLY! DO NOT LET HIM ESCAPE!" Screamed the Grand Admiral at his officers. "GET THE JEDI OFF THE SHIP, WE'RE UNSTABLE. ALL ENGINEERS TO THE DOCKING BAY FOR IMMEDIATE REPAIRS! MAKE SURE THE REACTOR DOESN'T FAIL! GET ME A LINK TO THE MAIN FIGHTER OF THE ATTACK SQUADRON!" He didn't need this. He looked at the captain of the squadron on the screen. "Don't let him get any of our corvettes. We may need them to attack later on."

"Yessir, we'll do our best."

"Dismissed captain."

Almost immediatly after the order to scramble was given, the fighters were out. They searched frantically for the enemy.

An officer ran to the Jedi. "Sir, the ship may blow at any time. We need you to get off for your safety."

"All right. Let's not wear out our welcome anymore." Master Soloran said. "Come on, Odcal."

"Right."

The pilot already had the shuttle primed and ready to go when the Jedi boarded the ship. "Get us out of here!"

The pilot didn't need to be told twice as he throttled the engines and flew out of the hangar bay.

The Sith dodged between ships; firing when possible, making evasive maneuvers. It dipped and swayed through space; before tearing through it; travelling in the warp on a course for Hydran III; it was preparing its new homeworld; and the birth of the grand new Chapter; The Imperium's Hand.
It smiled....A darkness was rising.

The captain had seen the sith jump into warpspace. He immediately put down the coordinates and heading of the ship at jump, and went back to the Klobo for docking. He was transported to the Warbird for debriefing after a few hours, when the engineers had finally repaired her reactor. "Admiral, he got away. But I did manage to get his heading and coordinates at time of jump. From this we may be able to determine generally where he went."

"Good work captain, your valor will be rewarded when we get through this. You are dismissed. Give the data to the nav officer on your way out, and send in Higgins."

5 minutes later

Higgins was a nervous, twitchy man of about fourty-six and this wasn't going to help. He was also the chief engineer on the Warbird. He walked slowly into the Admiral's office. "You wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes, sit down. How have the repairs gone?"

"They have gone without hindrance, but the reactor is still only at fourty-three percent efficency, and it will probably need repairs at the nearest starbase."

"And where is that located?"

"The Orion system, four hundred twenty-seven light years from here."

"Ok, get the Kolob to take over flagship duties until we return from the Orion system for standard repairs, understood?"

"Yessir." Higgins sighed. This hadn't gone too bad.

"Dismissed, and, Higgins?"

"Yessir?"

"Get a drink, you're twitchy as hell."

Higgins was embarrased. "Yessir, thank you sir."

Location: Segmentum Hydran, Hydran III

A vast academy now dominated the once barren world; flanked with defenses and turrets. The Astartes world of the Imperium's Hand; the new Sith chapter, was a jewel in the Hydran crown, a dark one...

The small ship landed and various emissiaries, tech priest and Sith acolytes bowed to him.

"Our lord; you have returned."
"Yes...I want everything pushed to maximum; the production of our recruits, the replication of my geneseed; the building of a fleet."
"Aye lord."
"We shall unleash a scourge on the galaxy; the likes of which has never been seen."

The shuttle soon lept into hyperspace, after Master Soloran gave the esteemed allies the location of the Sovereign, should they choose to jump to the Battleship for a combined assault.

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A day later, the shuttle landed at the Sovereign's main hangar bay, where Councilor Andrew Masaki was waiting.

"So, how did it go?" He asked, noticing the recent scars of a battle.

"It was a success, Andrew." Xavier said. "However, we have a problem."

"What?"

"Chronosia." Xavier sighed. "Seems they've actually created a Sith Chapter or something like that. Odcal and I faced one of them."

"Not good." Andrew groaned. "We chased them from Sanguinis, but they're still around..."

Andrew turned to an aide. "Go, and contact the Republic of -Noir-. I need to speak with Consul Kenshin."

"Yes, sir." The lad left to carry out his orders.

"We will need their help. Come with me, Xavier." Andrew's mind was gearing up as he began to formulate a plan of action.

"All right."

The Pentovan Fleet arrived at the coordinates soon after the shuttle. They broadcast, "Good evening. We are the Pentovan Main Fleet. I am broadcasting from the Flagship Kolob. We request permission to dock."

You may dock at the main hangar. Aides will await you.

The main hangar is a huge cave full of fighters, small gunships and crew. In a pinch, it is big enough to hold a Star Destroyer or two.

"Thank you for the confirmation, broadcasting landing sequence on designated channel." Said Benderson in a monotonous tone. The fleet, following the Kolob, headed towards the main hanger and landed. They waited for the promised aids to come.

First Consul's Office, The Curia
Miltia, -Noir-

"Sir!" yelled out Kenshin's secretary, Kenshin headed out of the room. "Consul...Wait, we have just recieved a message from CoreWorlds..."

"What is it now, Yuri?" said Kenshin, as he heaved his briefcase over his shoulder.

"Sir, High Councilor Masaki is requesting aid...He wants to speak to you ASAP."

"I understand..."

"Sir, I've got the line ready for you in your room."

"Thank you, Yuri."

Kenshin returned to his room and saw the holographic image of Andrew Masaki on the hologram pedestal in the middle of the room.

"Hello, Andrew...What is the matter? You need us to actually capture Sith supply lines instead of destroying them?"

"Hello, Andrew...What is the matter? You need us to actually capture Sith supply lines instead of destroying them?"

"Yes I do, and also if you can, but that's not the real reason I contacted you, Kenshin." Andrew said.

"I have recieved word from my Jedi that the nation of Chronosia have not yet been defeated, and has been biding their time." Andrew leaned forward on his chair. "I would need your help now, because they have begin training Sith of their own. My Jedi have fought him to a draw, but the Sith escaped. Our ally Pentova thinks they can find where Chronosia lies, and we can make a counterstrike against them."

"What do you have in mind?" said Kenshin.

"We find Chronosia's shipyards, and we make sure they are destroyed." Andrew said. "Then we defeat their Sith in combat. Orbitial bombardment or ground assault is what we're still looking at."

Six Hours after the surrender of Weyr the Imperial fleets were returning towards their own space with a large garrison left in the kingdoms home system. The fleets were returning to Imperial space which comprised of over twenty nations all were going home except the death star.

The emperor was going to deal with this “Republic” himself. The Death Star was more than ca[able of taking on the entire Imperial fleet alone, a few republic ships would make no difference at all.

The location of their space and worlds was easily determined by triangulating the source of their diplomatic hails for all nations to join their alliance. Soon they too would be joining an alliance. The Empire!

The Death Star was in hyperspace rather quickly moving in towards its prey. Reports were coming through of attacks on Endor a massacre and slaughter of Imperial troops most depicted but the Emperor was not that unhappy with it. After all it had been foreseen. The attacks though a set back in the short term would provide much political leverage for further campaigns.

An hour later the Death Star exited hyperspace at the edge of Republic territory.

GRN EYE ON THE UNIVERSE

Welcome to the GRN Eye on the Universe segment of tonight's show. Today we have recieved a transmission from the Fleet sent to Klington that tells of two horrible occurances. The first is that the deathstar has been sent towards Pentova. The government is sending out diplomatic envoys to the capital planet of the Empire, Unified Sith. The other peice of news is that our once trusted ally Comdidia has betrayed us to the Empire. They shall be dealt with by the government. Thanks for watching.

"I see...I'll inform the UMN immediately so that they could get started in finding out the location of those shipyards...Our 6th Fleet will be at your disposal..." said Kenshin, as he shifted through data in his computer. "I believe they are located in sector 486f...They are with the space colony Arcadia."

Kenshin stood from his seat and walked towards the hologram.

"Anything else? I bet you've got a whole list..."

Some where deep in -Noir- Space Territory

"Sir, we've got the 8th one finished..."

"Good...09 is almost finished...And 07 is fully operational..."

"We are moving on to 10...But I need your permission to move surplus supplies to the build site..."

"Yes...You've got my permission...And I believe that we have recieved the new parts from Atalya...Those parts would increase the power output by a thousand fold..."

"I know, sir...01 to 08 are ready to be outfitted..."

"Very good...But remember, we have a deadline to meet...09 should be finished within the next week."

"I understand..."

"Then you are dismissed."

"Affirmative, sir."

OFFICIAL HAIL TO THE DEATH STAR

"An unfriendly greeting. I am Jake Gillanhall, Prime Minister of the Planet Pentova and Chairman of the Galactic Republic. I ask why you are here with your dispicable weapon of terror. LEAVE REPUBLIC SPACE NOW. WE HAVE 20 Mjolnir RBC's (Found here (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=353996)) Scattered around my planet, ready to open fire upon you. I will not be corrupted as the Comdidians were.

"Thank you for the confirmation, broadcasting landing sequence on designated channel." Said Benderson in a monotonous tone. The fleet, following the Kolob, headed towards the main hanger and landed. They waited for the promised aids to come.
Military aides snapped a salute to Benderson and asked him to come with them.

The Grand Admiral followed him out of the docking bay. He was extremely worried about the deathstar, but there was nothing they could do.

“Fire at will commander.” As the death star blatantly moved into range the beam cannons fired up at her vast bulk. Impacting upon the shields the particle beams were easily absorbed and deflected. From the death Star itself a volley of eight thousand turbolaers opened up targeting the beam installations shortly followed by a hail of fighters and bombers which would descend intot he atmosphere and attack the capital city.

Prime Minister Gillanhall looked on in horror as his last chance was destroyed, and fighters swooped in on them. He hastly sent out a call.

Secret Republic Channel;
"HELP! THE DEATHSTAR IS ATTACKING PENTOVA! WE NEED ALL AID POSSIBLE!"

All Channels;
"Alright. You win Empire. We surrender. If you destroy us, you are destroying Empire Citizens."

A Comdidian EDSS (Extreme Distance Scout Ship) detected the deathstar appearing in Pentova space and just as it began firing on the defenses the EDSS activated its engines, going from dead to live mode, and blinking from existance. It blinked back into existance admist the patrol fleet at the fringe of the comdidian colonies and began to transmit to the fleet, as it had transmitted while in its blink to the home world, warning of what was happening there.

The aides had him take a tram, as the bridge is a whole 10 km away. When they arrived, Yusuke Urameshi, the Defense Councilor, met with him.

"Admiral Benderson, I take it?" He drawled slightly. "Come with me."

He escorted Admiral Benderson, and if there were any psychics around, they could sense the power in the Defense Councilor.

"Andrew, Grand Admiral Benderson to see you."

"Good, Yusuke. I'll take it from here." Andrew turned to Kenshin. "I'll talk to you soon. For now, you know where my fleet is should you need it."

He turned back to the Grand Admiral. "Pleased to meet you."

"I would be pleased to meet you as well if my planet was not being destroyed as we speak. How can I help you?"

"I would be pleased to meet you as well if my planet was not being destroyed as we speak. How can I help you?"
"From my Jedi, I know that Chronosia is getting involved in the war by adding Sith to their ranks." Andrew said. "I want to help you do something about that."

6th -Noir- Spacy Expeditionary Fleet
High-Orbit, Hadrian-6

As horizon from the nearest sun spread its rays over the blue and red planet, the sun's light revealed the massive -Noir- Fleet as it prepped for action and the gigantic -Noir- space station Arcadia.

More than one-thousand Durandal Class Battle Cruisers and at least two-thousand more Nadesico Class High Mobile Battleships waited for orders to move out. Hundreds of smaller Hinagiku class transport/landing shuttles ferried personnel and supplies from the Arcadia.

This concentration of vessels rivaled that of -Noir-'s prized 1st Fleet in size and mobility and the Praetorian Fleet in concentrated firepower.

Bridge
Command Ship NSV Amaterasu

At the bridge of the NSV Amaterasu, stood Admiral Jin Fukube. This aging but wise man watched over his fleet with a hawk's eye and cared for it like a grandfather, but he wielded the might of his fleet to stike down the mightiest of enemies with and iron fist.

"Admiral, we have finished resupplying the fleet and are ready for combat."

"Good...But we have not recieved orders from command...So we are not to move. We wait for the enemy's first move..."

2nd Long Range Fleet
As the report came through on the low coded frequency it was quickly read over by the admiral before he decided a plan of action.
"Ensign send a message to the fleet all free space is to take up any important persons to be evacuated to the homeworld. We will warn all fringe colonies before we head home about this and will escort some ships back before they decide to seal themselves in the home system."
"Aye sir"
The admiral knew what was going to happen because of the idiots in charge of the home system defense would shut themselves within the safety of no one knowing the exact location of it, but that was soon to change, he thought with a smile and walked down the corridor from the bridge to his quarters and began to write up his message to send out unprotected in a burst transmission.

The Emperor sat atop his basalt throne; looking upon his people, and his chosen. Bowed, humbled before him, were his greatest champions; Chronos, Remiel, Lucian; countless others, each with their own exalted Space Marine Chapter behind them.
"The Rebellion is a trifling; they drove us from Sanguinis, but we have the upper hand."
"Yes, Father...What is your commands."
"We shall divide our efforts. Sow chaos in the Republic's space, the twin suns near where Chronos fought the hated blood enemy...Destroy them."
"Yes father."
"The Sith move against this...Galactic Republic; and we shall aid them. We shall bring the fight to them. I want every piece of surveillance and reconnaisance equipment bent towards finding them. Our glorious alies have given us 800 ISD's and 2 SSD's, let us be sure not to waste them...THis is the beginning; of our grandest war; of the fall of the Galactic Republic and the rise of an Eternal Imperium!"

"Before we do anything," Andrew said to his commanders. "We need to recon the enemy. I am now ordering available probe droids to deploy to Chronosian space so we can scope out enemy movements and enter in their weakest spots. XR-wings will deploy after them and then hopefully, we'll have a better picture of what the Chronosians are up to."

As ordered, a cloud of probe droids jumped to hyperspace, heading for the enemy's lair, while recon X-wings followed, stealthier than the usual starfighter.

Some where deep in -Noir- Space Territory

A large object loomed ominously as the last rays of the near by sun set across the horizon. The shadow of a dark and massive planet shrouded the large group of figures. The whole area was shrouded with darkness as little sparks of light eminate from the various areas, showing signs of continuous construction.

A sudden flash of bright light suddenly erupts out of space and illuminates the area for a split second and then disappears as several large vessels gate-out into the area.

This occured in several other places around the perimeter of the construction site. The ships that were gating-out were all Nadesico Class High Mobile Battleships but they had an interesting spherical device on the top of the ship.

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Bridge
ND-xxx xxxxxx

"Sir, we are in position..."

"Good...Turn on the shroud generator."

"Affirmative, sir." said the officer, who ran back to his spot. "Shroud generator up and running."

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The black spherical devices on top of each Nadesico slowly began pulsating. Within a few mintutes, a dark "shroud" was being emitted from each one and continued growing and growing as the dark pulses continued. Within several more minutes, the entire area for several hundred thousand square kilometers, including the planet, was completely shrouded. The shroud emitted from the devices rendered all means of detection from outside forces useless. Communications into and out of the shroud were closely monitored and filtered through by the UMN FTL Communications department.

OFFICIAL IMPERIAL GOVERNOR'S STATEMENT

"Good evening, fair citizens of Pentova. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ulesseus Cardigan, appointed governor of this planet by the Galactic Senate. Although I am extremely loyal to the Empire, I will work the hardest I can to repair the faults of the former government. You will soon find that your beloved Republic was weak, and ill maintained. To make sure that this falcity is down, and stays down, we have installed a fusion weapon deep within the core of this planet, as a precaution. This is intended to keep rebellions away, but we are sure that we will not need it, as we are sure that you will cooperate. A small imperial fleet has been detached to watch over the planet. Our first objective is to improve the transportation and promote the growth of the empire within your borders. I trust we will flounder by ourselves, and with them empire as a whole, thank you."

SECRET FORMER GOVERNMENT MEETING IN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION
"This is bullshit. Complete bullshit. How could you just surrender the planet to these fuckers?" Said Yuri Gogopov, Former Minister of Defence and War.

"I'm sorry Yuri, I tried to keep them as long as I could. It was either this or destruction." answered Jake Gillanhall.

"THEN TAKE DESTRUCTION! THIS IS EVERYTHING THE REPUBLIC WAS AGAINST, AND NOW YOU FUCKED IT UP BIG! WE ARE PART OF THEM NOW, DO YOU REALIZE THAT?"

"Yes Yuri, I realize that. Don't you think it was hard for me to choose it?"

"OBVIOUSLY NOT! THE DEATHSTAR SHOWS UP, AND BOOM! WE'RE PART OF 'UM! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!"

"And I can't belive that they completely forgot our fleet in the CoreWorlds system. That could be huge for us. Is there any way of contacting them from here without being picked up?" chimed in Minister of Foreign Affairs Jessy Yupton.

"I thought of that. I brought an ancient beauty. It is from the year 2006."

"That is ancient! What is it? Does it still work?"

"Yes. And the design is flexible enough to be able to be bent to be recieved by only our ships."

"Well use it then!" the entire cabinet said.

"There's a problem. It still works, but the power source.... Lith... Lithium... Lithium Batteries, has no previous entry in my mind or logs. We must find a source of this. But where?"

The Hydran System had always been prepared for war by the Imperium. Across its borders stretched vast exapnses of ancient minefields; once used to keep The Fedral Union at bay.
The Hydran system was an industrial and fortified heart of the Imperium; countless forge worlds and fortress worlds dotted its blackness, each one mobilized each day for war. The great fleets of Chronosia patrolled their home, either on recon, or maintenance. And already, ships sent by the Sith, purchased and traded by the Imperium had arrived...
They knew that soon the attack would come, they were all under threat these days. The question was when; and how would they strike back.

Already small scouting parties had left, small but well armed craft, travelling in convoy, searching for word of the Rebellion...
They would sniff out the vermin soon enough.

Klington, Sirius System....

"So, the Empire has declared these vermin as open game; well; let us show them how we like to play."
"What is your bidding, Admiral?"
"There are two suns here; I want you to open a warp gate between them..."
"My lord?"
"Trust me; this action wil corrupt and destabilise the system for decades to come, all we need is enough time, and enough power. As such, divert all main and auxiliary power to the warp engine, and focus on a point just outside the rim of each sun...If this works as I think it will; the Warp itself will bleed for them"

The call to depart came over the Warbird's radio at 9:00 A.M. SGT. Captain Liioni was ready. He ordered his pilot to engage all forward thrusters to one fourth grav power. This would be just enough to actually push the station away from the ship, and then they could fully power up and literally move the universe around them. That was how Gravitic Thrusters worked. The pilot complied and powered up. The familiar rumble of the engines was heard through out the ship, and the Warbird was off. The repairs had only take a few days due to the wonders of repair droids. It's objective was to go back to the Sirius system, then head towards CoreWorlds with the rest of the fleet. The ship was entirely unarmed except for its own defences. All the ships had gone with the fleet, and only twenty-seven people were aboard the majestic ship. Liioni watched as the space station moved quickly out of sight in the void, and then looked forward.

"ETA to Sirius?"

"Twenty minutes if we make the jump now Cap'n."

"Jump."

"Aye, Sir." With that he pulled back on the control levers, and the stars around them flew by in the familiar light streaks. They were off.

The Captain looked up at the screen; a light slowly fading on and off.
"Sir, we have incoming."
"So I notice; what is it?"
"Pentovan sir; ETA 20 minutes."
"Focus, I command you to focus on the task at hand. We will achieve death or glory"
"In the Name of the Emperor, we Serve"

The Warbird came out of hyperspace in the Sirius system twenty minutes later. They were extremely taken back when they met a Chronisian ship there.

"Imperial Ship. This is Captain Liioni of the Pentovan Flagship Warbird. What is your purpose in neutral grounds?"

The Commander pushed a button.
"An experiment; go about your business. You have been declared Heretics by the Emperor; if you interfere, we will destroy you. I repeat, move away or face the Wrath of the Emperor"

"Heretics? Whatever do you mean? We were merely defending an ally that was challenged unritiously! What power do you have to remove us? We do not answer to the empire!"

"You should, now that Pentova is part of the Galactic Empire, and an ally of the Imperium..."

The rift intensified; matter was drifting from the suns, curling in firey tendrils about warp space, as small sensations of the warp moved and drifted, tightening like tendrils, around the flaming auras of the two orbs of billowing flame...Something was happening.

Liioni's face fell.

"Wha.... What? Pentova fell to the empire?" He regained some of his composure. "Impossible. We would never give in to you scum!" He spit at the screen.

"Funny how things change when the Death Star is pointed at your planet. We could transmit recordings, historical documents, reports...None of it matters. The Galactic Republic is doomed without its chewy Pentovan centre"

Liioni felt like he was going to throw up. If Pentova and the Republic had fallen, then all hope was lost for him and his men and his ship. He replied, "You should not have told me that." and cut the line.

"Metrius, all forward weapons to full power, especially the FARAD. Don't let 'um see. Tilus, all hyperdrives to standby full and punch in some coordinates. As soon as I give the fire command, punch us outta here."

"Aye, Sir." they both said with slight looks of confusion on their faces, and did as they were told.

"Divert power to weapons systems; launch an immediate volley at their weapons and hyperdrives."
"Aye lord."
"The portal is approaching critical mass sir."
"Focus a barrage of weapons fire on it, and then rend the rift to to overload."
"But sir-"
"No buts...We will taint this place."

"FIRE!"

The FARAD system immediately fired straight at the Chronisian ship's sensors, and the Warbird blasted into hyperspace a few milleseconds later.

The Admiral Tasak stared silently into space. He grinned from ear to ear, and said aloud, "We have very formidable enemies. Private!" As the private from the corner stepped up to enquire about the Admirals request. "Yes, Sir?" He replied. "Fill half of the drill pods with explosives that will explode upon the opening of the door and also place explosives on the lips of the drill door and give the detonator to the SAMs they will know what to do, and fill the other half with the marines. Then open up a hyperdrive portal to an area a couple hundred kilometers from the Sith. When we arrive come to me ASAP for the next set of orders."

As he finished the Private sent a comm up to the bridge and gave them the orders, soon enough a portal opened up and the ship began to slip through...

The ship vibrated horribly in hyperspace from the strain of the FARAD shot and then the jump, and they were forced to drop back into realspace.

"Sir, all engine lights are red! We're gonna need more repairs from that stunt. Where should I set course too?"

"Closest Republic friendly spaceport. Don't go anywhere near the empire, understood?"

"Aye, Sir."

"Good. Dismissed."

The pilot set course for a spaceport near Jupiter, and Liioli sat in his chair and wept for the loss of the Republic.

"It ends now..." The commander whispered, even as the beam tore through the ship."
"Sir, we're lossing weapons power."
"I don't care...Focus on the portal."
"Aye lord..."
"End it now...Activate them portal; move us through."
"Sir...We'lll-"
"Force it, yes. And in our wake, the suns energys will combine, fuel this portal and the warp will pour out into real space...When there is enough power between both; the suns will collide, forced around the portal, and then the fun begins."

It moved forward, pushing into the portal, its drives still going, forcing the rift to remain open as they slid into the warp....Energy moved through blackness, curling about the contours of the rip in reality...Darkness dwelt there, madness lived there...And as the energy began to fluctuate, the ugly welt, the wound in the face of space itself, began to grow...

The fleet had arrived through the warp and the Private came back into the room to ask what his commander needed next. "Sir?" He asked, and the Admiral replied, "Head straight up into space about 250 Kilometers, then turn forward and fly above the battle. From there I will tell you to fly down closer to the battle and then shoot all of the drill pods at their fleet. The marines and SAMs should know that their orders are to 'Fight, Kill and destroy the enemy.' From their be on the defensive. Also tell them to wait for my order to attack, do not attack without my order." The Private replied "Yes, sir!"
The ship lazily flew up into space and once hit a certain altitude, turned towards the Sith Fleet.

OOC: There is no altitude in space, and how did you get here? I appreciate you helping me, but please, work more on detail and feasibilty. I mean, flying straight up in space would cause the engines to die, and the artificial gravity to fail. Just trying to help.

OOC: Also; its only onme ship, and now its gone thriugh the widening void in reality....I suggest you do something before it does what it inevitably will do

OOC: There is no altitude in space, and how did you get here? I appreciate you helping me, but please, work more on detail and feasibilty. I mean, flying straight up in space would cause the engines to die, and the artificial gravity to fail. Just trying to help.

Well it seems rather obvious their is no altitude in space, but I was using it to describe what I was doing, just as people describe eternity as forever when in fact it is just a state of timelessness. Also, their is an up and down in space, space still applys to 3 forms of Spatial Dimensions as well as One time dimension, these 3 spatial dimensions may not have any real meaning due to the fact that it extends out into infinity, but I can move up, if I wasnt able to move up I wouldnt be able to move forward in space because it extends out into infinty as well. Also according to Newtons First Law of motion, all I need to do is speed my ship up to a certain speed and then I dont have to do anything, because 'An object in motion tends to stay in motion, unless acted on by an outside force.' And sense their is no air(or gravity in deep space, but even in normal space gravity isnt at full force do to distance.) I will not tire out my engines because of this simple yet true law. Secondly, I dont care about artificial gravity, and if things do get bad, Ill just use magnetic boots.

OOC: Also; its only onme ship, and now its gone thriugh the widening void in reality....I suggest you do something before it does what it inevitably will do

Actually it has several ships, why? Because if you recall my forces were mobilizing at my colony and if I recall(tell me if Im wrong) you didnt attack my ships yet, so my numbers remain intact. Secondly, If I had any idea about how the hell you made some widening void in space as well as if it is even possible I would be able to come up with a counter. Thirdly, the type of warp I use is Hyperdrive, in Hyperspace, the space is actually inverted, far distances are quite short while close distances are quite far. So your 'void' would be amazingly far away from me(Im pretty sure this is why, if you go through Hyperdrive when you are close to a planet, when you get there years have passed by.)

OOC: Me, I have one ship. What 'Sith Fleet' is there? And how did I make a rift? because WH40K warps tear through into the warp, warp space, and I'm just sustaining that, probably exploding to hell in the process.
Its not meant to affect your ships; just the suns.

OOC:
Now Im just confused....

OOC: Confused how? :P