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Secret Moon Base: Kratos

Everything seemed normal on the white-grey moon of Kratos. Underneath was a different story however. Underneath the crust of the moon a massive hangar that dug into the moons body was positioned. It was capable of holding one Observer as well as other craft and personal. But this base was not holding an Observer at the moment. It was holding the newest toy to the Universal Government. This new toy took the de-construction of two Observers to complete, but was well worth the effort. It featured state of the art weapons, shields and other systems. The ship was a personal gift from the Great Leader to his Xiscapian freind...Commander Caedo. The Obliterator Class had been unleashed...

Calaveras Administrative Building

The famous room where the Great Leader spent most of his time was lit up again as he walked in. In the center of the room a long sleek white table with three chairs on each side and one on each end. The Great Leader stood out on the balcony which was just outiside the next door. He was observing another military parade before he came back inside. There was a large crowd watching, but being kept back by G.O.U. The Great Leader knew of the immenant fall of Pamp to the Danaversian Empire and how Caedo tried all he could to defend it for him. KABAL image came up in the center of the table and reported to the Great Leader. " I have sent a message to Commander Caedo about his immediate return to Calaveras for your breifing Great Leader. He should arrive by Stargate any minute now sir." The Great Leader turned to see the Ascended Kash who replyed " Good...there are many things to be done..." They both smiled at eachother before the ascended one disappeared.

Cloning Facility 552:Calaveras

A probe had appeared from the long gone ship Exile, it was picked up by sensors on a remot Calaverian outpost where it was immediatly picked up and rushed to the lab. It carried two blood samples and information on the situation and two specimens. A scientist quickly got it over to the cloning vats where the DNA was immediatly assimilated into the data bank. There were two tanks where the cells were beging to reproduce to form the shape of Lara and Vash. There was also a already cloned Caedo in one tank, but his future was much different and not for the present. The scientist walked away and began to walk down a massive corridor one each side were rows upon rows of cloning tanks that strectghed for what seemed to be forever and were hundreds feet high. It was almost pitch black inside the facility, the only visible light was from the glowing-white cloning tanks. For just a moment an eye opend for the first time as it looked around crazily.

Orbit: Kratos

A combined intelligence displayed its thoughts throughout a object in space. The massive satalite couldn't be seen or picked up due to its advanced cloaking system. If one turned off the cloak it would appear to massive eye with silver tendrils coming out of the back. These tendrils wiggled and moved the craft, correcting its orbit every so often. Inside the replicated minds declared. " We are the bringer of change....We are the instrument of his and our will....We are the sword and the pen....We are perfection....We are....PURE..."

OOC: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eg1__cp9698
IC:

Kratos Secret Facility...
"Yes Comrade, we are quite proud of the new Obliterator class."
The Xiscapian scientist from Nakamoto Dockyards was walking though the newly completed ship with his Calaveran counterpart, dress shoes echoing on the shining, empty floors of the huge starship. It was known as the Lenin class to the few kitsune who had worked on it, a handful of designers, engineers and technicians assisted by an army of droids and Kash clone workers. At seven miles long with a hyperdrive speed of 1.2, passenger capacity of a quarter of a million troops and over ten thousand weapons of varying strengths, the Obliterator class truly was an impressive piece of work. It had taken six months, existing components from two Observers and newly manufactured parts from both the Kitsune Empire and the Universal Unity, hundreds of thousands of laborers and many long nights as Calaveran and Xiscapians alike scratched calculations on paper, drew up blueprints and made measurements, but it was worth it.
The first ship jointly created by an Xiscapian company and the Calaveran government was complete.

Calaveras Administration Building...
In the room, near the back, stood the Administrative Overseer, General Overseer, Chief Overseer, Xiscapian Ambassador to Calaverias and the Great Leader's emissary and interpreter, Erus. He was of medium height, silver haired and tawny furred, and as usual his white robes were drawn about him, leaving nothing but his neck and head exposed, and his cool orange eyes focused on the spot where Kash had vanished.
He hated it when that man appeared, like some kind of nightmare spirit.

"Great Leader," he spoke for the first time since entering the room, "General Caedo wishes for me to tell you that there is a Danaversian armored battalion between him and the Gate, so he will be slightly late arriving. He sends his apologies."

Cloning Facility 552...
Most of the vats in this place were dedicated to growing new Kash clones, they had been a gimmick before the Calaveran War, and after it, when the majority of the population had been killed, they became the backbone of the Universal Unity, and now...well, three-fourths of the population were clones. They were the foot soldiers and the commanders, the workers and the managers, the garbage men and the food servers, they were the leader, and the leader was one of them. This was just one of hundreds of other such factories, developing, birthing and equipping young clones, already endowed twenty years of age and with millions of times the experience as they slipped from their artificial wombs. But not all among these were Kash clones: A fully-grown Caedo floated here, ears drooping, tail drifting, and in others tiny balls of cells were joining to form the bare beginnings of what would one day be full forms of yet another clone of some kind. Amongst the seemingly endless field of tanks there was one that was entirely different from the pale-skinned, black-haired human males that surrounded it.

She (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1284179/) was a fully-fledged kitsune, covered in fur, now a common sight in the Kitsune Empire. But here she was a prize, a black diamond, a body full of potential to become the greatest soldier the Universal Unity had ever known. Her lustrous red hair had grown long, it had been forming and growing ever since she was 'born' here, conceived by liquid, chemicals and cells. Her yellow eyes had never opened, never seen light, she had never spoken, never thought. For all practical purposes, she, as a person, did not exist. Curled in the fetal position, the naked being slept, held in her prison as she had been for many years, never knowing of the destiny that approached.

Kratos Secret Facility...

The moon seemed to open up, revealing a white inside like that of a coconut. The massive ship moved as if the moon had givin birth to it. The Obliterator steadily crept out till she was in orbit over the moon. Her magnifisance was unimaginable, her weapons incredible, her shielding unstoppable. She was the titanic with guns. It was a miracle the Xiscapian company had agreed to work with them, these times were hard for the two allies.

Calaveras Administration Building...

The Great Leader walked over to Erus " Very well....I trust he will want an update on the situation when he returns, exactly what I'll be giving him." He walked away until he was at the end of the white table. He rested his hands on the top of the chair as he stood behind it. " Erus....how are things back home on Xiscapia?" He said, wanting a bit of conversation. " How is the "coalition" doing against the Empires forces, no doubt word of Pamps fall has reached them."

Cloning Facility 552...

"This one" Dr. Wells said before scribbling down something on a holopad. Two G.O.U took down the vat containing the red-haired kitsune. She was to become, like all other clones, a instrument of the Universal Government. Lara and Vash were still in there first stages of development at the moment, they would be checked on later. Dr. Wells was head of the cloning program under the Great Leader. Most of his days included checking of clones, testing subject to new weapons and other scientific-militay research.

OOC: Open or Closed?

OOC: Open, methinks.

IC:
Obliterator...
The huge ship had yet to be named as it prepared for it's flight to Celestis, the maiden voyage. She was to be General Caedo's flagship and battle platform, and thus held a flotilla's worth of guns and troops by itself. No more would he have to send requests to Celestis asking for more ships or troops, now he could do as he pleased with enough soldiers to take an entire moon, enough weapons to decimate an enemy fleet and enough firepower to destroy a world.

Each Battle Platform consists of two main parts: The two-pronged pitchfork-like lower ship, and the larger dome that rests atop it, the higher ship. The lower ship is eleven point twenty five hundredths kilometers (seven miles) long, and is where the bridge, hangers, main engines, power core, heavy weapons, primary brig and sensory arrays are located. On the end of each “prong” is a main engine, with maintenance rooms, power cores, and sensory arrays along it, while the “handle” part is where the bridge, main weapons, primary brig and hangers are. The very front of the handle, after the armor, is where the power supplies for the main weapons are located, while the primary brig comes after that, then the bridge and finally the two hanger bays on either side. The primary brig is capable of holding a maximum of five hundred human-sized beings comfortably, and has been fully outfitted with security measures and facilities for the detainees.

The bridge is outfitted with a full video feed view over the entire ship, inside and out, and all systems can be controlled from here, either by biological operators or the resident KABAL A.I. The bridge is fully shielded and armored against EMP and Ion blasts, and has room for up to thirty officers, though the entire ship can be A.I. controlled if the option is so chosen. The main engines give the Battle Platform an impressive Hyperspace rating of 1.2, or .9 if all power is routed to feed them and the dome is unattached. The main weapons consist of a single Red cannon located inside the armor with a special containment field which vents near the engines, which can annihilate most, if not all unshielded ships with a single shot and do large amounts of damage to shielded vessels. Installed also is three thousand, seven hundred main Phase plasma cannons for anti-capital duties, situated at three meter (ten foot) intervals along the main part of the lower ship. The dual hangers can carry three hundred Probe Fighters each, and is fully equipped to maintain and repair them.

The higher ship is a hollow dome, situated on top of the main part, and serves as a detachable base. Eight point four hundredths kilometers long (five miles), the dome contains its own atmosphere inside a mile-long training field, as well as crew quarters, cafeterias, VR training stations, armories, vehicle compliment storage areas, twin protective shield generators, power supply tanks for exterior weaponry and a secondary brig, holding a hundred detainees, and auxiliary control for piloting the dome or in the event the lower bridge is destroyed or knocked offline. The dome can be set down on a planet, moon or asteroid to act as a mobile base for ground operations, or a small orbiting station. The dome is heavily armored and shielded, and has one Anti-Air plasma cannon every two and a half meters (eight feet), for a total of ten thousand AA guns covering the surface. The dome has no spatial propulsion system independent of the lower ship (though thrusters on the bottom allow it to lift off, move, albeit slowly, and land to a limited degree on the ground), and relies on the lower ship to move and reattach it in space and orbit. The dome is capable of holding and sustaining a maximum of two hundred and fifty thousand troops, and the storage bays can hold up to one thousand tanks, two thousand recon vehicles, two hundred artillery pieces and five hundred gunships.

Calaveras Administration Building...
Erus shifted slightly at the mention of the update. Normally a Calaverian military leader who failed was killed by his superior and quite literally eaten. Perhaps the Great Leader didn't want to risk sparking an international incident by murdering a foreign General, or perhaps he had a soft spot for Caedo. Whatever the reason, it didn't appear he was going to be executed for his actions.
"I do not know exactly what is happening in the Motherland," the Overseer answered. "I believe the Danaversians are making an assault on the Alversian-held world of Miller, though I have received no news since the battle began. I do not think anyone knows Pamp has fallen yet, it is still early in the game, so to speak, and no doubt the other nations of the Coalition are tied up with their own affairs."

Parade Ground...
The Gate hummed and flashed as tanks, artillery guns, officers, civilians and the WASP came though, shortly followed by General Caedo himself. The Xiscapian's uniform was covered in dust with a few patches of blood here and there, and he seemed weary and lentheric. The General had left most of his troops behind to continue the fight, the clones were expendable and could easily be replaced, but all the valuable equipment had been saved or destroyed to keep it out of Danaversian hands. Katana at his side, Caedo stared up at the balcony, where he knew the Great Leader would be soon to deal reward or punishment to his servant. Caedo had always known it would only be a matter of time...had the time finally come?

Cloning Facility 552...
Who am I?
A single eye had opened, sun-colored and soulless, and was gazing at the scientist standing in front of the vat. It was not a voice he could hear: She had been alone with oblivion for so long, she did not know how to broadcast her thoughts, even if she wanted to. Her mind was twisted and fragmented, like a shattered mirror, bits and pieces that could somehow make sense of themselves if they came together.
Where...am I?
This is not what was before...was it all a vision?
What?

On the side of the vat the monitors began to beep more rapidly, indicating neural activity. The thing had finally awoken, and now both eyes were visible, staring around like a newborn child. Light and darkness, darkness and light, vague forms highlighted, there was figures all around it.
It was a strange and frightening experience.
A klaxon began to wail now, as full consciousness was gained.

OOC: Hmm, where to come in...

Calaveras Administration Building...

The Great Leader walked around the table..." Ahhh.....it dosn't matter, the forces of the Danaversian Empire WILL crumble before us...in due time my freind." He spoke to the air. " Kabal" The A.I's holographic eye appeared in the middle of the table. " Report to me at once if any of the Observers contain Danaversian prisoners, they are needed for questioning if we are to take the fight to them." The Government A.I responded in its low tone " The Empires forces are located here...here..and here." it said as a map of the galaxy was shown, revealing known enemy locations in red and allied locations in blue. There was much less blue on Pamp now, due to the evacutation. Battles were being waged on Xiscapian territory where a few probe fighters flew here and there to scout and report. The Alversian were getting some heat as well. " Good, I will be relaying orders to the fleet soon, but first we must await Commander Caedo's arrival." The Great Leader turned back to Erus and smiled " I have a request from myself to your government Xiscapian, I need the returned body of a certain Kane Blackwater, was he buried on Xiscapia?" The Great Leader knew that if he revived Blackwater, he would have a loyal soldier and freindly ambassador to Xiscapia, as well as returning him to his lost love Sasha.

Cloning Facility 552...

Dr. Wells knocked on the glass when she opened her eyes " She seems in perfect condition.....okay take her out." A G.O.U responded " yes sir.." They set her down on a opener where the liquid was drained and the naked body was hidden under a shroud of mist. The G.O.U opened it as the shroud of steam flew away from her and Dr.Wells poked his head inside. " Hello..." He said to the mist.

OCC: open

Calaveras Administration Building...
"I'm afraid Mr. Blackwater's body was incinerated after his execution," Erus informed the Great Leader. "Great Leader, General Caedo has arrived."
The kitsune stepped though the doorway seconds later, flanked by his Hunter escort, looking considerably worse for wear than the last time the Great Leader had seen him. "Great Leader," he bowed, "Pamp has been lost, it is in Danaversian hands, now. I have managed to secure seventy percent of our artillery weapons, half our deployed officer corp and most of our tanks, and we have captured some fifty Danaversian prisoners. The Gate has been destroyed, as have all major higher technologies that could be of use to the enemy."

Cloning Facility 552...
The person had her legs drawn up to her chest and arms wrapped around them, fur soaked with nutritional fluids, evidently cold, eyes still focused on Doctor Wells. "Who..." She croaked, voice raspy, not familiar with speaking. "Where am I?"
OOC: TG, NC.

Calaveras Administration Building...

"Good...good, you did the best you could under circumstances." The Great Leader said looking at Caedo's "experiencd" clothing. "We have other matters of importance, commander I need you to strike back at the Danaversians at once. We should be finding out at least three of there worlds locations from the prisoners...they can't hide it forever. As soon as we discover enough you'll be sent immediatly back to the battle." The Great Leader gave him another look and shook his head before reaching into a back and pulling out a new uniform for the commander " Take those rages off and represent the Universal Government." The uniform was all black with silver buttons and had three medals: The Order of Kash, The Medal of Relentlessnes, The Medal of Universal Unity.

Cloning Facility 552...

Dr.Wells put a blanket over her. " Your on Calaveras, this world is controlled by the Universal Government, you are it's latest....child...." He said in a manner. She didn't need to be told at the moment of what must be done, at least not at the moment. The two GOU helped her to her feet as the liquids were soaked up by the towl or falling onto the ground. In the backgroun one could see the embryo of a Danaversian forming.

Calaveras Administration Building...
Caedo accepted the clothes with a murmur of thanks, excusing himself to change. Off came the tattered, dirty, smelly XGA armor, full of experience and the taste of war, and on went the clean, pressed UU uniform, three medals glinting dully in the light of Celestis's sun. He fingered them as he put the jacket on, lifting each to examine it clearly: The Order of Kash, The Medal of Relentlessnes, The Medal of Universal Unity. He wondered what they all meant.

Once the General had left Erus stepped forward. "Great Leader, with all due respect, I think in would be most, ah...unwise to attempt a strike against the Danaversian Empire. Plasma weapons have proven to be ineffective against their shields, and if your forces cannot achieve victory in space, they cannot succeed on the ground. The battle of Pamp demonstrated this. We have the troops and equipment, but we do not have enough ships to make an attack anyway. It troubles me greatly to know that if the Danaversians knew the location of this world, there would be little stopping them from invading." Of course, Erus and his fellow Overseers had no direct military power in the Universal Unity, that had been forgone at the beginning of this war, but they still had the ear of the ruler of this nation. Attacking the Danaversians would be suicide.

Cloning Facility 552...
"Universal...Government?" She asked weakly, struggling to stay up. Like a newborn calf, her legs would not support her, and she had to lean on the GOU to walk, blanket half covering her, eyes lidded.

OCC
Order of Kash( Silver hand of Kash): Doing the best one can to continue the survival of Kash and the Calaverian people.
Medal of Relentlessness(Silver Fist) : Showing intense aggressiveness to the enemy under any condition.
The Medal of Universal Unity(silver eye): Doing ones best to bring others to join the Universal Government or Defending her colonys during times of war.

Calaveras Administration Building...

The Great Leader thought for a moment. " Your right, that's why we are bringing back all our observers to have there weapons replaced with Phased plasma cannons(see factbook for details). These weapons will no doubt be effective enough for war. Commander you are indeed right, the enemy outnumbers us by to many, and we do not have enough ships. However, we do have a ship for frontline duty that you will be commanding." He smiled before a beam of white light made Caedo disappear until he was on board the bridge of the Lenin. KABAL began to speak to Caedo " The Great Leader will speak to you again very shortly, he asked me to show you the specifications of this vessel and her crew." From this point KABAL described the vessel in relative detail and showed him schematics.

Cloning Facility 552...
Dr.Wells smiled " Yes, you are its newest citizen my freind. It would be just as speacial for me to tell you that your mother is the Universal Government itself." He said glaring at the rows of cloning tanks.

OOC:
Medal of Relentlessness (http://satansgoalie.deviantart.com/art/resist-fist-67837981)
The Medal of Universal Unity (http://enchantara.deviantart.com/art/Eye-Over-Egypt-33199713)
Order of Kash (http://www.golemaura.com/images/silver_hand_golden_rod_1_copy.jpg)

Calaveras Administration Building...
Erus looked to the Great Leader, framed against the masses of civilians and troops under the balcony beyond. "What shall we do with the prisoners, Great Leader? I believe the shipment came in from the Kitsune Empire recently, and I have received orders that the testing is to begin immediately."

Obliterator class Observer...
Caedo listened silently, looking around the bridge, taking it all in. "A ship worthy of my status," he pronounced finally, pleased with his gift from the Great Leader. With it he would achieve autonomy, there would be little he would have to rely on Celestis for except as a base for rearming and restocking. This craft seemed all but invincible, a masterpiece of Xis-Cala engineering, and Caedo was eager to see what the armament could do to a planet's surface or a Danaversian Barracuda. "But what shall we call her?" He asked the A.I., referring to the vessel.

Cloning Facility 552...
The being seemed to consider this, though the alien visage, combined with the general antipathy of the creature, made it impossible to tell. Finally it spoke again, in a slightly more confident tone. "Where am I going?"

Calaveras Administration Building...

The Great Leader walked up to Erus and pulled out a Cheiftan magnum out of its holster on his hip. He then walked up behind Erus and put the gun to back of his head, not touching of course. " Testing...what do you mean?" He asked.

Obliterator class Observer...

KABAL brought up a list of possible names for the vessel " This vessel is your to command Caedo, although the Great Leader has ensured no one can turn this vessel against him." Once the list popped up he returned to the subject. " Its your decision at what this vessels name should be, decide whatever you will."

Cloning Facility 552...

Dr.Wells replied as two G.O.U were putting white civilian clothing on her. " Your going to surface to see your brothers and sisters. You will see your homeworld for the first time."

Calaveras Administration Building...
Erus sighed. This was not the first time the Great Leader had held a gun to his head, and he knew it would not be the last, either. Usually it was when the man was particularly stressed or especially paranoid that day, but now the Overseer knew the clone must not be aware of the testing materials that had come from the Kitsune Empire. "There are certain weapons labs in Xiscapia which have developed a number of chemicals and poisonous gases to be used in combat against Danaversian soldiers," he explained. "they wish to be assured of the effectiveness of the experiments in battle, but under our laws they cannot test them on Danaversian POWs or any other sapient creature. Calaverias is held under no such constraints."

Obliterator class Observer...
"Then she shall be the Nemesis," Caedo pronounced. Of course the Great Leader will have safeguards in place, but I will make sure they cannot interfere with my operations. "Is that all?"

Cloning Facility 552...
"My home," The words were like a sigh. "Brothers and sister. I have no siblings among you." She was dressed, and could stand on her own now, independent of the GOU. "Who am I?"

Calaveras Administration Building...

The Great Leader left the room for a moment before returning. " Well, I wasn't aware before, very well, I have a place to test them." He had the prisoners sent to distant moon Kratos where the weapons would be tested in labs. The position of this moon base was hidden from everyone except for the great leader and his soldiers. Even the Xiscapians who worked on the Nemesis were not allowed to know the corridinates. The Great Leader grabbed a cup of coffee and brought Erus some tea. He set the glass down in front of him before taking a seat next to him. " I...know you don't like me or this planet, or my people for that matter. Tell me Erus, why do you stay, I'm sure you could have some free vacation time and bring in another Kitsune to take your place, but yet you fill all the positions and stay...why?"

Obliterator class Observer...

"A most excellent choice commander" The A.I brought up an image of a world. " Our scouts have reported a world with sentinent life on it. The Great Leader has informed me that you must get the the bird-like race of this world to join the Universal Government using diplomacy first. If they resist show them the error of there ways commander." He then brought up the corridinate to the world and basic information that had been gathered from the world. It was a gas world with floating city platforms. The world was covered in a thick grey mist with a dark storm in the center. " There is an avian specieas here that are rather war-like, that is all the information I have been given."

Cloning Facility 552...

Dr.Wells was raw " Your an experiment created for the sole purpose of removing our enemys and installing the Universal Government throughout the galaxy. You...are.....a weapon of the Great Leader, as are the soldiers standing besides you."

Inside an Imperial-class Star Destroyer hovering in space, on the edge of the Galaxy

Things were quiet. They have been for awhile. Nothing of excitement has come up in a few years and Darth vaclavious was growing bored. He ordered his loyals, to search for him something...to play with.

"Sir we've found something."said a voice from under a hood into an intercom.

"Well what is it?" the voice of the Sith Lord echoed

"We've discovered a gaseous planet."

"And?"

"We think it may contain life...Avian."

"Investigate it, report back after you have more."

The Comm Link broke the Sith Lord sat back in his chair at his palace and looked at of the large window and peered at his magnificent empire and it's sprawling city.

A Probe fighter on its usual scout run to pick up more information on the world had picked up the large vessel. The pilot hailed the Imperial warship the message read as follows.

TO: Foreign Vessel.
From: Universal Government Probe Fighter #34526

What is your purpose in this region of space, the Universal Government has not authorized travel to this area you are in violation of the Universal Governments movement to bring peace and unity to this galaxy.

The Comm Link opened and the message was received. The voice echoed throughout the halls of the ship. All was silent, all was still. The hooded man had heard but did not wish to answer. He finally approached the Comm and spoke,

"What difference does our presence make? We have not caused trouble and do not intend to unless we are given reason. Never mind our business...leave." said the hooded man in a calm voice.

Nothing was said, no commands given. However the men onboard slowly steadied the ship into a cautious position. The men were silent. They did their work. Various species, various men and women, various thoughts. They all held one common bond. They were special, and they were the empires. Ships in the hangar were manned, and the TIE Fighters were readied, and prepped for scrambling. Everything done with diligence.



The ship proceeded...

The Probe fighter turned and flew away before sending one final message to the ship.

TO: Foreign Vessel.
From: Universal Government Probe Fighter #34526

You will become a citizen of the Universal Government sooner or later, this act will not go unpunished. You have been warned, proceed at your own peril for the Great Leader does not tolerate intrusiions into his interests.

The message fell on deaf ears. The hooded man and his crew relaxed as they proceeded toward the planet.

"Funny man" thought our hooded captain of the ship.

The ship tried to establish communications with anyone on the planet, but static was all that returned. The ship continued onward and began to enter the planet's orbit. Upon entering the planet's orbit it found a Comm Link had been struck up. It appeared that such gasses from the atmosphere block communication.

SQUAWK SCREECH SQUEER

Those were the pleasant sounds that echoed throughout the corridors. Apparently the species either didn't know Basic or chose not to speak such. However upon a scanning it was to no avail, whatever language heard was not registered.

A scanning of the atmosphere revealed the air to be toxic to any breathers of oxygen. The remained suspended in air. Another message was relayed to the ship:

SQUAWK SCREECH SQUEER

A message shot back from the ship immediately

"We do not know what you are saying, however if you can understand this we are here to make peace, we wish no trouble." the hooded man said somewhat mockingly.

It took close to 15 minutes but a message shot back:

Peace...ha SCREEEEEEEECH SQUAWK

OOC: ZP, I assume that's your standard Imperial II class Star Destroyer?
Calaveras Administration Building...
"I stay because my Lord demands it, Great Leader." Erus sipped his tea, pushing the provided sugar aside. Sugar in tea is an abomination like everything else on this planet. "My pay and benefits normally garnered by a diplomat have been enhanced for my work here, and though I have a replacement, I cannot leave here until my work is finished or my Lord commands me to."

Nemesis...
Caedo began to type into the ship's computer, accessing the data he wanted manually. He had the full troop, snubfighter and assault vehicle compliment, all the crew were at their stations, and all the systems read functional and operating at maximum capacity.
They were ready.
"Do we know anything of their level of technology?" The kitsune General inquired as his Observer made the jump to lightspeed towards the planet. It would be only minutes before they arrived.

Cloning Facility 552...
Is that what I am? A weapon, an instrument of that Great Leader and his Universal Government?
"No," she said quietly. "That cannot be my destiny."
Spiderwebbing cracks began to appear on the glass tubes holding the clones from some unknown force, and the being brought her hands together, fingers glowing with pulsing mauve and burgundy psychic energy. "Do not test me, human."

Calaveras Administration Building...

"Respectable Erus, I would never do anything to make you feel uncomfortable on Calaveras. However this move by your people to test weapons is most interesting...tell me, do you approve of such actions?"

Nemesis...

KABAL replyed " They have space faring vessels, but have not reached shield technology. So they are very low compared to us, the Xiscapians and Alversians. There platforms however, seem to be much more advanced, but this still needs investigating."

Cloning Facility 552...

Dr.Wells jaw dropped, before he began to run away. The two G.O.U raised there weapons to fire at her, oblivous to the amount of damage she would inflict upon there identical body's.

OOC: Yeah standard Imperial II Class Star Destroyer

The bridge of the ship was silent. The message was received. It would have to appear that such a race was incapable of being friendly. Respectably, he knew this all too well. The hooded man gave a wave of his hand and the clouds cleared. The city on platforms was much primitive, however there were some ships about. A quick scan of the area gave way to see that they had no more than a Frigate as far as ship size and capabilities. The hooded man chuckled, and they let out one more message over the Communications Array,

"Avian species, this is your last opportunity at a peaceful relationship, continue your hostilities and we shall turn your world into nothing more than an asteroid field."

No answer. What did that mean? The hooded man did not care. Peace was none of his intentions. The hangar bay opened and 4 of the 6 TIE Fighter Squadrons let out. They scrambled around the ship and then raced toward buildings and vehicles, whether civilian or otherwise. The fighters began firing and unleashing havoc. The Star Destroyer then turned it's mighty turbolaser batteries toward the cities various buildings.

"Test me will they? They will regret it!" the hooded man snarled, his voice carrying throughout the ship.

Calaveras Administration Building...
"I do not." Responded Erus coolly. "My nation tortures the POWs it captures for information, but never for the sake of inflicting pain, and never for experiment. I know not from where these orders come...not the Emperor, but somewhere within the Kitsune Empire. However, I must obey them, and I reserve little compassion for the Danaversians anyway. After what they did to that captured spacer after the battle of Havalia..." He trailed off, shaking his head.

Nemesis...
"Excellent, if they oppose us we shall have little trouble crushing them. How are the troops?" Caedo referred to his own GOU on-board in the 'dome' section the vessel carried.

Cloning Facility 552...
I think, therefore, I am.
She swiped one hand outward and one GOU went flying, smashing though several cloning tanks before sliding across the floor behind her, quite dead. The other's gun crushed in his hands, and as he recoiled the cloning vats began to explode, glass smashing and liquid and clones, sometimes barely more than an embryo, sometimes half formed, sometimes fully human slid out along the deluge, a nightmare of deformed shapes amid twisting, flashing lights and howling alarms. The soldier was covered in the nutritional fluids and bits of glass, and before he could recover the kitsune was on him, sweeping a leg behind his so that he fell before she took a hold of his right hand and tore his arm off at the shoulder with superhuman strength. He screamed and she stepped on his neck, crushing his windpipe and strangling the man. She then looked up to the doctor, frantically running for his life as his work shattered around him. Hefting the slashed arm the girl sucked on it demurely like a chicken bone, ripping the meat off with her teeth and gulping it down hungrily, before she examined the bloody, yellowed bone in her hand. Lifting it she squinted down the long corridor at the back of the fleeing person, drew her arm back, and threw the arm bone like a javelin, broken end first. The flying bit of sharpened matter was driven though the spine of the scientist and burst out his chest, the fingers tearing out his heart to rest in the palm.

She smiled and her clothing disintegrated off her, falling into a charred heap. She walked along the hall, more tubes blasting apart, already red hair covered in gore, past the corpses. She knew there were others in this facility, and that they could not be allowed to live. They had created her for a foul purpose, and for that they had to die. She began to wave her hands in an intricate pattern, shuddering slightly each time as a rush of orgasmic pleasure went though her, somehow automatically knowing exactly what to do. The station was going up in flames, and she was burning it, burning them all, setting alight thousands, maybe even millions of live, lived and unlived, and it was glorious.
I destroy, therefore, I endure.

Avian World

The tie fighters were met by remotley controlled fighters. There were two squadrons of them and they were armed with radar and heat guided misseles. They were also very manuverable. They engaged the Tie fighters with there powerful, but very limited supply of rockets. The Imperial ship had made the mistake of thinking that the avian race was the hostile one, when in fact they basically had no idea what was going on. Buildings on there platforms burst to flames as the star destroyer laid waste to there cities. The platforms however didn't take any serious damage. They had some unique technology to them.

Calaveras Administration Building...

" That reminds me" The Great Leader said pulling a bowl of oat cereal from a replicator and starting to munch on it. " I'm going to have the Empress visit Calaveras again, here with you and I, she hasn't visited this place so I would like to give her the oppurtunity."

Nemesis...

KABAL announced " We are ready to deploy the neccessary amount of ground and space units to eliminate any threat as well as occupying the world for the Universal Government. Commander use any force neccessary to bring the population to a ...better understanding of politics."

Cloning Facility 552...

Air raid sirens sounded as units were being scrambled to the area. Although the women would have gotten away before that was possible. There was a open Probe fighter in a circle dock inside the facility. It was used for emergency's only, and in her case it was certainly a emergency.

Nemesis...
"This battle will be short and easy," Caedo was supremely confident of his abilities and that of his troops and equipment. "If they will not listen to reason, they will be forced to acknowledge my superior force."
The Nemesis popped out of hyperspace near the planet, and General Caedo was shocked to see it was already under assault...by an Imperial Star Destroyer, of all things. There will be no chance of negotiations now, Caedo thought, but perhaps we can still secure the planet.
"Launch a group (100) of Probe fighters immediately," he commanded, "and power up our shields. Send that Star Destroyer the following message:

Attention Star Destroyer: You are within space controlled by the Universal Unity of Calaverias. Recall your fighters and stand down at once, and perhaps we could open relations and negotiations concerning this world. Choose otherwise, and we will be forced to destroy you.

Calaveras Administration Building...
"I'm afraid the Empress would never come here," said Erus truthfully. "She, ah, dislikes the UU, and she is busy on Xiscapia. She has duties, just like the Emperor."
Not to mention she hates you and it would be a major security concern if she came here...we wouldn't want the Emperor's wife to kill the leader of our vassal state now would we?

Cloning Facility 552...
She strode towards the Probe fighter, leaving the building as the windows began to burst out, showering glass over everything. The interior was inexplicably heating up, people and corpses were on fire and at the heart of the facility the very metal was melting as the temperature rose higher and higher. As the fighter took off it collapsed into a burning pile of twisted metal, broken glass, bodies and cinders, completely destroyed. It would hurt the production of clones for Calaverias, although they would be replaced in time, but more serious would be the loss of their best experiment.
The fighter shot up into the stars, flown as if she had piloted it all her life, and the newly born one, many years and yet only minutes old, sat nude as she had come out, contemplating her very existence.
Who am I?
What is my purpose?
Neither of those questions had ever been answered.
But she intended to find out.
Keying in the coordinates for a world marked as discovered but not yet explored, she sat back as the long-range starship jumped into hyperspace.
OOC: TG, ZP.

Sheer numbers would be the downfall of the Avian squad. The 4 squadrons of TIE's would put down the uprising but not without taking significant damage. The Imperial numbers would fall from 4 Squadrons to roughly 3 fighters. THe damages were significant and the technology suprising.

"Hrmm..." was the noise the hooded man let out.

The Star Destroyer opened up, and it's full complement of AT-AT Walkers and AT-ST walkers dropped to the surface. The TurboLasers targeted anything in sight, laying siege to the poor floating city. the Ship pulled up and the final TIE's returned. The ship watched as the walkers took to their work. They targeted civillian, military, business, it didn't matter. The city ignited under the blasts. A channel was opened and all below heard the bellow from the Imperial ship above;

"If you think this is our worse, than you have no idea the brute power of our forces. We plan to turn this gas-filled peace of shit into a mining asteroid." the hooded man said with a steady calmness about him.

A message was then relayed out to the palace back on Zactarn Prime.

"My lord, you may wish to accompany the fireworks tongiht."

"I'll be there. Anything I may need to know?"

"Nothing"

"Don't lie boy! Tell me, I can sense it."

"There was a run in with a small scout from another nation. Nothing of concern."

"I'll not take any chances, hope there's enough room in that space, I'll be brinigng most of our aramament."

"Yes my Lord"

The channel closed...soon the pathetic birds below would wish they hadn't tried the might of the Sith Empire of Zactarn Prime

Just then static was heard. A message had been sent, from Xiscapia, but it was not understood. The thick of the atmosphere deflected the static back into the void of space above. A message was shot back to Xiscapia, though doubtful it was heard.

We have received your message, however it was unable to be decoded. We wish no harm with you. If you receive this message, there will be a barbecue later...a chicken barbecue...you may join us then, haha.

OOC: It would be good, if we could have someone come in and RP a member of the Avian race, or somone on the surface. A nice character rp insinde of this

While the Imperial Star Destroyer had entered the planets orbit, Sub-Light Space not too far from them began to distort and shudder as something began to tear through the blackness...

"Well?"

The request was made by an Alversian, a development, or if one wanted, an improvement, over humanity. The Alversian sat in his Scout Ship, a small vessel just bigger than a fighter, designed to fly into space and observe the space both within the Alversian Republic's borders and outside of it. It was there to watch the Calaveran System, or whatever the hell it was calling itself these days. Alversia and Calaveras had a history of...tension, to put it correctly, and there was no doubt about it that they were rearming and revolutionising their military at the moment. They may now be a Vassal of the Xiscapian Empire, but there was no harm in keeping an eye on them, just in case their Xenophobic manners came to the fore again and they chose the multi-cultural Alversian People's Republic as a new space into which to expand. It would not happen of course, but, as it was said, there was no harm in keeping an eye on things. At the moment, there was something curious going on.

The Scout Ship SXX-1221, with four Souls and an AI aboard, sat safe within her cloak, invisible to both physical sight and sensors, watching as this new ship, a Star Destroyer no less, engaged the Calaverans in a fighter battle. Interesting. Very interesting.

The person to whom the Alversian was talking to was another unusual being. She looked like a standard Alversian female, except that she was a blue hue. Her skin, her eyes, even her hair was deep blue. She was standing in the middle of the small room, looking at one of the displays,
"Is it an interesting proposal," She nodded, "I'll watch it then," She smiled.

The Alversian stood and watched as the girl vanished from view. He was happy to watch.

The space continued to distort, more and more as time passed. Suddenly, a massive ship tore through the reality of space. It was a Yamato-II Class Super-Dreadnought, belonging to The Fallen. It slowed to a halt. The Imperial Star Destroyer was big, but it was dwarfed by the Yamato-II, being one of the biggest ships ever designed - and it was designed to be a fleet killer, so the Star Destroyer would be a pushover.

As it slowed to a halt, the triple barrel Hercules Heavy Laser Cannon Turrets extended from the main deck. They gave the ship an almost nostalgic appearance, a style that had not been utilised in decades. The huge cannons swung around, locking the Star Destroyer squarely in their sights

A strange message went out across the airwaves

"Cease & Desist Immediately...Cease & Desist Immediately...Cease & Desist Immediately..."

The message from the large ship was received; and one was relayed back

"This is none of your business, you shall leave or regret it."

From far space an entire aramament of ships arrived.

5 Executor Class Star Dreadnaughts
15 Super-class Star Destroyers
23 Assault Frigate Mark II's

This was about 65% of the Zactarn Prime navy, the rest lie at the homeworld. It was a sight to be held and a formdable foe, as it circled the planet below. Another message was sent out from aboard one of the Star Dreadnaught's

"This is Darth Vaclavious, Sith Lord of Zactarn Prime and I demand that all forces in this area step down! We wish no troubles, we were first to this planet and therefore lay claim to it. You shalt feel our wrath yet."

The link closed and the ships readied in attack positions.

The looping message ended abruptly. Silence hung between the ships. Then, more contacts would begin to show up on the ZP scanners. Four more Yamato-IIs began to uncloak in the vicinity of the planet. Another message was sent out, using the same distorted voice

"This Planet Is Under The Protection Of The Fallen. Leave Now, Before More Blood Is Shed"

"We have nothing to fear, the only blood that will be shed, will be yours, we suggest you stand down now, you out numbered and any offensive you make, I will be forced to reduce the planet to rubble."

The ships readied themselves toward the dreadnaughts ahead, the enemy was horribly outnumbered and it was only a matter of time until the enemy ships were reduced to floating space debris.

"Very Well, You Leave Us No Choice" replied the distorted voice

As the heavy cannons extended and took aim, missile launchers and thermo-nuclear torpedo launching ports opened up on each ship. As they moved forward, 40 nuclear torpedoes flew towards the enemies and the main batteries unleashed punishing volleys from their main cannons

The firing did damage to the shields of several ships but didn't disable any

"Hahahahaha, was that all they could do?" said the hooded man to himself.

Out of the black abyss of space came two ships, exceeding 20 km. They were each armed with 50 Super TurboLasers and each had 1 Concave Dish Composite Beam Superlaser. The 5 dreadnaughts targeted the opposing 5 and unleashed, a roar of 450 assault concussion missiles, and the clash of 20,000 TurboLasers, complemented by the outcry of 25,000 Heavy Laser Point Defense Cannons.

The two ships in the background charged up their SuperLasers and aimed at the opposing fleet, surely the blast that is capable of destroying a planet, would wipe out a fleet. The blasts let out and a flash of light ran over the black of space.

As the beam hit home, the ships dissapeared in a flash of light. The space they had once occupied was now empty.

The enemy fleet dissapated. The hooded man felt especially excited. The two ships recharged there lasers and aimed toward the planet below, they were prepared to end this here and now.

"Don't destroy it yet." Darth Vaclavious breathed

He wasn't done with his fun. The pathetic race below needed to be eradicated first. The ships grouped together, and prepped for anymore incoming enemies.

The Star Destroyer on the surface continued to lay waste to the planet below it.

OOC: I'm starting to wonder if this thread is dead

OCC: waiting for Xiscapia

OOC: TG from Xiscapia said he was waiting for you *shrugs*

OOC: I'm still here too.

OOC: Was going to make a post yesterday, but got preoccupied with RL.

IC:
Nemesis...
Caedo watched the two fleets exchange fire, and the subsequent vanishing of the Yamato-II ships he recognized from Kitsune Imperial records. He had a feeling the vanquished had not been destroyed, and suspected they had made some kind of FTL jump to escape the incoming fire, and possibly to give the illusion they had been annihilated. He examined the fleet he had thought had come from the GE, but if the distorted, fragmented message he had received was any indication, these were renegades or alien beings flying under a false flag. Caedo had watched the TIE fighters attack the planet and be nearly entirely eliminated, and then the turbolaser fire had rocked the platforms as walkers advanced. Caedo knew the Nemesis could take on and destroy every one of the Assault Frigates and multiple Star Destroyers, and she was a match for two of the Super Star Destroyers or one of those behemoth ships armed with Superlasers, but not all of them at once. He doubted they would be able to field the firepower they had just displayed again, at least not immediately, but any battle would be to little avail: The Nemesis, as extensive and powerful as her weaponry was, could not destroy them all.

Again, he attempted communications, this time in Galactic Common on all wavelengths and frequencies, wondering what in the galaxy he would do if they refused to negotiate:
Imperial Star Destroyer, this is the Calaverian Observer Nemesis. Please recall or stand down your forces so we may open negotiations concerning this world. It has been marked for diplomacy or destruction depending on the native reaction, and your actions put the former option in jeprody.

Probe Fighter...
The system, she thought, appears to be conflicted. Multiple starships were gathered at or near the planet, the the scanners showed signs of recent energy signatures tentatively identified as weapons fire, as well as the remains of missiles. She could sense others, invisible like herself, nearby, but they did not concern her. The little snubfighter was cloaked and could not be seen by anyone, and she used this to her advantage as she closed her eyes...and reached out.

Millions, billions of mundane minds and slow, mechanical droid brains, but among them, one star, one speck of light. She lidded her inner eye and opened the outer ones, finding that it was coming from one of the triangular vessels. Could he (for she was certain it was male) sense her too? She angled the fighter towards the thing the databanks told her was an Imperial Star Destroyer, approaching the hanger and landing upon entering. The craft ceased the stealth field and it, and she, were visible to any there. The canopy popped and she stepped out, onto the edge, and dropped to the deck, more lithe and graceful than any feline. She looked around, studying all that she saw, savoring the moment.
Who am I?
Is my purpose here?

The message was received and the firing halted. The AT-AT's continued their assault however. Nothing was said in return, the stoppage of fire was a sufficient response.

Back aboard the Star Destroyer

The small fighter landed in the hangar and as the mysterious woman exited, the Dark Jedi who work the ship surrounded her with lightsabers extended. They made an attempt to apprehend her, she was to be brought befor the ships captain.

Nemesis...
Caedo breathed a sign of relief. The walkers, his sensors showed, had continued their attack, but a single platform held no great significance when compared to the rest of the planet. He noticed that they had not, however, received a reply back, and wondered if this meant the fleet was relinquishing the world to him, or if they were merely complying with him in the interest of peace. He looked down at the planet, this unnamed world with its primitive inhabitants and floating cities in the clouds.
"Dispatch one Probe fighter down to the nearest platform," he commanded. "The pilot is to attempt to open diplomatic relations with the natives. If he is met with hostility, we shall respond in kind."
True to the words of the Xiscapian, a Calaverian fighter peeled off from the one hundred-strong formation and spiraled down to the sphere below.

Imperial Star Destroyer...
The kitsune made no attempt to resist, although she was not restrained because whoever tried to put cuffs, rope or other binding objects onto her would find several of their fingers broken. She did not appear to be at all abashed by her nakedness, and indeed paid so little attention to her guards they might as well have been inanimate parts of the ship. They got the sense that if they tried to halt or take her in a different direction other than to the bridge and captain, she would simply continue onward towards that destination no matter what they did. It was like she was only cooperating because it happened to suit her agenda, and those around her just so happened to be going to same place she was.

Star Destroyer

The Ascended being Kash Wilson appeared next to Darth Vaclavious on board the sith's Star Destroyer. Kash couldn't directly interfere with the mortal plane, at least at the moment. He could however talk a little. " What do you think your doing with my world, your destroying a civilization for no reason, you fool what have you done? " He paced around the Sith and smiled this idea thought he was evil....he knew nothing of the word.

Avian Planet
The little probe was seen. A tractor beam initiated and sucked the tiny probe into the ship. Immediately a Dark Jedi went to the ship and dragged him into a detention room. The doors shut behind the man upon his exit. Not a word was said.

Ship's Bridge
Upon the nude inturder's arrival at the bridge the hooded man stared.

"Who are you and what is your purpose here?" he demanded.

Star Destroyer

The Ascended being Kash Wilson appeared next to Darth Vaclavious on board the sith's Star Destroyer. Kash couldn't directly interfere with the mortal plane, at least at the moment. He could however talk a little. " What do you think your doing with my world, your destroying a civilization for no reason, you fool what have you done? " He paced around the Sith and smiled this idea thought he was evil....he knew nothing of the word.

Vaclavious smirked

"Whoever this maybe, you aren't any threat to me. What I have done is completely within my grasp of control. If you expect me to fear you, then you are mistaken. I've dealt with far worse then a 'spirit'

Nemesis...
Caedo watched what happened to his ship, then shrugged. "That answers that question," he said dryly, and keyed into the communications to report what had happened to the Great Leader. "What are your orders, Great Leader?" He asked as he finished.

Imperial Star Destroyer...
The Xiscapian met his gaze without emotion. Perhaps you can tell me. Her telepathic words could be heard by all, though weather this was because she was reluctant to speak, was mute or simply enjoyed displaying her power was not evident. I know where I come from, I know how I was made, I know what I am, but I do not know who I am, or why I am here in this existence. I search for a purpose and an identity. My experience is little, but my skills are many and my abilities great. Her eyes were locked onto his with an attention that was slightly disconcerting. Who am I, and why am I here? If you know the answer, speak. If you do not, leave me be. Speak correctly, and I will be grateful. Speak wrongly... She trailed off, saying nothing more.

The hooded man left the room, the doors shut and sealed behind him, the dark jedi in the room attacked the exposed woman.

Meanwhile the hooded man walked to the prisoners cell.

"So your here to discuss peace? What are our terms to be?"

Kash leaned his head to the right a little before smiling...he then laughed at the Sith before disappearing.

Prisoners cell

"Peace? Judging from what your doing to the people down there I think peace means war in your dictionary. But I'm willing to negotiate something should you agree to negotiate with me."

Nemesis

The Great Leader appeared in almost a evil whisper he snaked out towards Caedo. " Commander fire everything you have at that damn Sith's ship, then beam aboard every soldier..every tank..every weapon." He grinned " Launch the fighters you have at that bastards ship. If you can capture him...please do." At that moment the armies aboard the ship were preparing for boarding.

Cell A1

"I'd say you are in no position to make jokes, now dont try my patience." the hooded man began to Force Choke the small pilot, "What are the terms?"

The firing did damage to the shields of several ships but didn't disable any.

OOC: Actually, I've just realised - that's wrong. Due to the nature of ThermoNuclear weapons, the shields of any ship in the nearby vicinity of the blast would have been disabled due to the Electromagnetic Pulse given off by each blast, therefore allowing my heavy laser cannons to inflict massive damage.

Don't go back and change it, I'm just pointing it out to you.

OOC: Actually, I've just realised - that's wrong. Due to the nature of ThermoNuclear weapons, the shields of any ship in the nearby vicinity of the blast would have been disabled due to the Electromagnetic Pulse given off by each blast, therefore allowing my heavy laser cannons to inflict massive damage.

Don't go back and change it, I'm just pointing it out to you.

OOC: Not necessarily. EMP is actually very easy to guard against, it only takes a light barrier to stop it, and in any case you don't know what kind of shields or armor he possesses. It is entirely possible the EMP took down his shields but his armor was strong enough so your cannons did not do sufficient damage to entirely destroy the ship. Or perhaps he destroyed the missiles with point-defenses well before they reached him and the EMP never even factored into the damage he took, maybe the lasers arrived first (as they would have to, being faster than missiles) and were absorbed by his shields and when the missiles arrived later to disable his shields there wasn't anything left to do serious damage to the hulls of his ships...the list goes on. He didn't elaborate enough in response to the attack, that I agree with, but alien races have technology that varies wildly from one to the next, so a tactic or weapon that might be devastatingly effective against one may be little more than an irritation to another.

IC:
Imperial Star Destroyer, bridge...
She blinked, bowing her head.
So be it.

The first Sith who lunged towards the kitsune was shoved away by a blast of energy that tossed him though one of the windows and out into space, the breech hissing away air and several pieces of equipment before sealing itself. She twisted around a slash as another foe attacked with his lightsaber, grabbing his wrist and snapping it before snatching his weapon as he howled in pain and dismembering him. The red blade hummed as she struck down another adversary who tried to sweep into her from behind, and she agile leaped up onto a computer console, tail flicking in agitation. She twitched an ear and a terminal exploded violently, setting a Dark Jedi on fire, the man screaming in pain and rolling about on the deck as the flames consumed him. A human ran at her, bellowing defiance, sword lifted high, and she ducked under the stroke and cut his stomach open before pushing him to the deck, the guard trying to pick up his entrails and put them back into his belly.

One Dark Jedi hopped onto the raised area she was on, swinging wildly, but she parried all his strikes and cut his legs off at the knee before decapitating the unfortunate Force-user. One turned to run, and jerked and spasmed as his bones began to break, rib cage shattering out though his chest, skull fracturing and brains spilling out onto the corpse. The other two were almost as the door, but the mysterious being lashed out and the saber she held flew across the room to penetrate the back on one, killing him. She jumped and landed just behind the final man, and in his haste he tripped and dropped, trying to crawl away, gibbering in fear. Tendrils of darkness began to glide and twist about her, grounding into the deck, and two seized the Dark Jedi by his feet. He screamed in terror and pain as they dragged him back and down, apparently into the deck, squirting blood, his arms dancing with frenzy before he was sucked away.

The kitsune herself began to shake as if in agony, gritting her teeth, eyes wide, and a moment later she had taken on the exact form of the man she had just 'eaten', including his clothing and weapons. She took a moment to examine her new body before reverting back to her old self and gathering up the lightsabers from all the dead. Lifting one of the dead she stripped it of it's cloak and belt, hooking all the lightsabers to it and draping the veils over herself. Dragging the body she dumped it in front of the door the man had entered though and unsealed it with the key card she had found in the pockets of one of the guards. She did not go in, however, but began to guide the Star Destroyer, which was now deprived of a controller, on a direct collusion course with the closest Executor class Star Dreadnought.
If he wanted to stop her, he would have to come to her.

Nemesis...
Caedo looked pale. "Great Leader," he began, glancing at the display that showed the Imperial Star Destroyer. "While we may be able to capture or destroy that vessel, the sisters of it in the fleet will surely retaliate against us with all their might. I am confident we could survive anything they could attack us with, but if it comes down to a fight I do not think we-"
He broke off, watching the enemy warship with astonishment as it began to glide away towards it's brethren, definitely intending to ram. A moment later he nodded. "It will be done, Great Leader." He said shortly, and terminated communications.
I wonder what's happening in there...

Darth Vaclavious sensed a disturbance. Something was wrong, and he watched as the Imperial-class Star Destroyer headed near it's brethren. In a blink of an eye Vaclavious had disappeared from the bridge of his ship and appeared on the bridge of the former. He stood face to face, glaring at a female creature draped in Sith apparel and wielding a lightsaber. He sensed she had great strength and that she was misguided. She was searching for something, a purpose.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Vaclavious asked.

Imperial Star Destroyer...
She turned and looked to the one she had come here originally for once again, unsmiling. I will repeat myself but once. You were very rude, and your men suffered for your lack of manners. I search for a purpose and an identity. My experience is little, but my skills are many and my abilities great. Who am I, and why am I here? If you know the answer, speak. If you do not, leave me be. Speak correctly, and I will be grateful. Speak wrongly, and I will recreate this scene with your flesh, blood and bone.
The star cruiser, meanwhile, continued on its course, though the female did not move from her position in the middle of the bridge.

OCC: a little information on my race Prime, Calaverians are artifically evolved humans that are mostly made up of clones, they are by no means small there all 5'11 but very muscular.

Brig

The choking pilot gurgled a laugh from his throat as the pressure was being appied. The struggled against his strains causing them to bend slightly. " Killing me...will......cause you...problems..." He said fighting for air. He didn't care if he was killed he would just ascend and join the already ascended Kash Wilson to increase his power in the high plane.

Nemesis

KABAL's eye appeared on the bridge. "Commander we should take the advantage of firing our main weapon at there capital ship, as well as directed our phased plasma cannons against the rest of there fleet evenly. All military personal are ready for action commander. The Great Leader wishes you to capture the lead Sith if possible.

Secondary Objective: Capture as many of the Sith as you can or any crew aboard to gain information of Sith worlds for Government action.

Vaclavious waved his hand and the ship righted itself. He looked at the woman and spoke,

"I do know your purpose. I know why your here. Your here to serve me. You are very strong, and very adept. You will sit here with me and I will teach you the ways of the Sith."

He sat and began to meditate. His body lifted off the ground and he began to levitate, awaiting his pupil to do the same, he began to teach her the ways of the Sith through telepathic communication. He fed her information in a rapid fashion, as quick as a blink of an eye, faster than even he could comprehend. She was different, that was certain.

OCC: a little information on my race Prime, Calaverians are artifically evolved humans that are mostly made up of clones, they are by no means small there all 5'11 but very muscular.

Brig

The choking pilot gurgled a laugh from his throat as the pressure was being appied. The struggled against his strains causing them to bend slightly. " Killing me...will......cause you...problems..." He said fighting for air. He didn't care if he was killed he would just ascend and join the already ascended Kash Wilson to increase his power in the high plane.

Nemesis

KABAL's eye appeared on the bridge. "Commander we should take the advantage of firing our main weapon at there capital ship, as well as directed our phased plasma cannons against the rest of there fleet evenly. All military personal are ready for action commander. The Great Leader wishes you to capture the lead Sith if possible.

Secondary Objective: Capture as many of the Sith as you can or any crew aboard to gain information of Sith worlds for Government action.

Cell A1
"Killing you is not my objective. However you seem to be the one unwilling of peace." The man was dropped. "Contact your superiors let them know, we will commence negotiations."

Imperial Star Destroyer...
Her mind was like that of a famished beast, taking all the information in and devouring it, endlessly pouring over what she was learning, digesting the data. She levitated with no apparent effort, and her eyes were open the entire time, staring at the one who said to be her master.
"Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me."
She seemed to taste the words as they came off her lips, like morsels eaten slowly to acquire the taste.

Nemesis...
Caedo looked at KABAL, making no move to give any order. "What do we know of the Sith, KABAL?" He asked the A.I. quietly.

Nemesis

" We know that they are powerful in the ways of the "Force", little is know of the force, but we believe it is the result of massive amount of nureal activity that enables strange powers to take place. The Great Leader cares little of them, in fact he wishes Sith and Jedi alike to be eliminated. They are a threat to the Universal Government and her people." KABAL's holographic eye peirced Caedo. " Sir...I need an order, should we not fire?"

Nemesis

" We know that they are powerful in the ways of the "Force", little is know of the force, but we believe it is the result of massive amount of nureal activity that enables strange powers to take place. The Great Leader cares little of them, in fact he wishes Sith and Jedi alike to be eliminated. They are a threat to the Universal Government and her people." KABAL's holographic eye peirced Caedo. " Sir...I need an order, should we not fire?"

OOC: I need a response from your imprisoned pilot; so I'm to know what to do, remember the whole negotiating peace thing ;) thanks

OOC: I need a response from your imprisoned pilot; so I'm to know what to do, remember the whole negotiating peace thing ;) thanks

OCC: assume he has left and now is aboard the Nemesis, he had no real intention of negotiating with you, but you don't know that.

OOC: Ok

IC:

Vaclavious looked at his new Apprentice. He loved the way she sucked down the information. He arose.

"Arise my Apprentice."

As she stood the hooded man walked into the room.

"Kill him!" he said to her immediately.

Nemesis...
"Get that pilot and bring him to me," Caedo ordered.
Once the man was brought before him the General seemed to examine the Calaverian, who, unlike most of the military and indeed most of Celestis's population, was not a clone of Kash Wilson. "Pilot, why did you see fit to leave the ship of the one who I was attempting to negotiate with?"
The man stared. "Sir, they are nothing but animals, they deserve only annihilation! Proud GOU of the Calaverian military do not use diplomacy!"
The kitsune's expression was unreadable. "I see." He said quietly.
The Xiscapian unsheathed his katana, twisted it, and drove the blade into the stomach of the offending human. The pilot gasped, face contorting in pain as the sword sprouted out of his back, and Caedo leaned in close. "To fight and conquer in all your battles is not supreme excellence; supreme excellence consists of breaking the enemy's resistance without fighting. I would suggest you remember those words, commander, but now you are dead."

He wrenched out his weapon and the man fell to the deck, blood pooling, curled into a ball. Without a word two GOU came forward dragged the dead pilot away, leaving a long streak of blood which was quickly attended to by a cleaning droid. Caedo turned his attention back to KABAL. "We will not attack," he said softly. "You shall not fight a battle in which victory is impossible. True, we would not lose if we fought, but we would not win either, and the Sith and all those who wield the Force are a dangerous, crafty lot. It would be nearly impossible for us to capture one alive, and all entering combat here would do is waste men, materials and energy which is better suited for other purposes. The Great Leader has never understood conservation of strength, nor has he ever attended to declining or withdrawing from a battle that cannot be won."

Imperial Star Destroyer...
The kitsune glanced at the hooded man, and she didn't move, but merely watched the human. Even so, the eight lightsabers she had collected flew off her belt, activated, and spun towards the one she had been ordered to eliminate. Two in each knee, two in both arms, two in both hands, one in the stomach and one in the chest, hissing and crackling as his flesh split on the energy. His mouth opened in a silent scream, unable to make sound as one saber had destroyed his lungs, and toppled to the deck, badly charred, smoke rising from his corpse. The lightsabers twirled back to her and clipped to the belt, Vaclavious's apprentice not having moved a muscle.
It has been done, my master.

In the most private recesses of her mind, the alien was thinking.
Is this who I am?
A Sith?
Is this my destiny?

OOC: TG, ZP.

"You are much powerful. That is proof there, this is your destiny. You are to be a Sith and a Sith Warrior at that, otherwise nothing would have guided you here. Surely you only came here because you had some calling. This is your purpose."

Vaclavious sensed her questioning, but he saw that she understood her place, maybe not now but she will, that is for certain. He looked at the dismembered man who was lying sprawled about the floor. He was satisfied.

"What do you say we end this now?"

Tractor Beams pulled up the walkers into the beds of the ships. The ships jumped into hyperspace. All but one of the Goliath Planetary Anihilators or GPA's for short. It's SuperLaser at the ready took aim at the planet, and unleashed it's fury.


OOC: TG, Xis

OOC: Responded.
IC:
The kitsune said nothing, sensing the destruction of the planet, but feeling no remorse. She felt fulfilled, satisfied, content. Now she had a purpose, and could care less about what happened to anyone else.
Who are you, my master? She asked, curious. From where do you come? Who are these people under your command?

OOC: Replied

IC:

"I am Darth Vaclavious. I was born many centuries ago. At a very young age of 7 I watched my parents be killed. They were innocent civillians. You see, there was an uprising on the planet against the Republic. The Jedi led battalions of troops to the planet and killed the insurrectionists, but they didn't stop there. They went ahead and slaughtered most everyone on the planet. The troops the entire time under the direction of their 'Jedi Lords'. They were clones, they knew no better. The assault continued. They killed all men, women, and children. Don't always believe the glory stories that you hear of the Jedi. They aren't always heroes or saviors. What is a government ruled by the Jedi Council than a Totalitarianship by group decision. An oligarchy is what it is. No better than tyranny itself. Peace is in the eye of the beholder, the Jedi look past all and attack people who oppose them, however they don't give two shits about drug dealers, smugglers, pirates, murderers, rapists, or anything else. All of those are irrelevant. I was discovered by a sweep team that followed up the attack. I was found to be what they called "Force-sensitive". They put me in a Jedi Praxeum, but I ran off. I was discovered by a revolutionary team. I grew up there, and on of the members was a force user. He taught me the ways of the Force from a stance of neutrality, however I took an aggressive form and began to develop stronger abilities. After several years we grew, and I grew in rank. We made an attempt to usurp the government form the inside. It worked and I assumed control of the government. Ever since, I am the ruler of the planet of Zactarn Prime and its territories. I am not ruthless nor mean. I do rule forcefully but people are free to do as they wish. If they step out of line they are punished, all are, and equally. However the innocent are not. As for the people under my command. There is a Sith technique called Sith Alchemy. This allows for the user of it, to transform beings into Force wielding creatures. I do this with my soldiers, and they become 'Dark Jedi'. They do not learn all the or even most of the Sith ways. They learn Push, Pull, Lightning and Lightsaber combat. They are silent. They do their job, they do not think, they do not typically speak either. They know their tasks and that is what they do."

She seemed to think about this. You were a rebel. Now you are the government. You took the powers of your enemies and warped them for your own use, and crushed all opposition. Darth Vaclavious would get the sense his apprentice approved immensely. Your troops do not think, so they cannot be intimidated, bribed, seduced, blackmailed or threatened. Yet I invoked fear in them. She smiled for the first time. If you will not try and change me, too into an unthinking beast of slavery, what shall I be called?

"You are different. You need no changes. Training, yes, changes no, From this day forth you are to be known as Darth Erravvi." Vaclavious spoke.

He dubbed her a member of the Sith, and the latest in second command. The ship lept out of hyperspace, and a massive planet came into view. The planet was all more-or-less one sprawling city, it was Zactarn Prime. The ships tore toward the planet all going their seperate ways. The Imperial Star Destroyer began to nosedive right behind the palace. It wasn't stopping even as it approached the ground. At the last second a wave of Vaclavious' hand saw a mechanical sliding door part the ground and the ship went under. It continued it's decent until it finally righted itself and landed. Vaclavious put ihis hand on his apprentice, and in an instant, they were standing in a large room inside the palace.

Once again, real space began to distort around a small area in space. Four of the five super dreadnoughts re-materialised a considerable distance from the Planet.

OOC: Ustio my ships are no back on Zactarn Prime, if you followed me there that's fine otherwise you no longer know where I'm at. So you can't be in front of my ships. Edit your post please :D

OCC: are you ships gone?

OOC: All but one of the Goliath's with a SuperLaser attached. You guys can feel free to follow my ships to my homeworld, that is an option. Read from 7 posts back on

The newly named Darth Erravvi looked around the palace interior, feeling the sudden spike in beings around her on the world. What now, my Master? She inquired, restless. Erravvi did not like to wait idly. As your new apprentice, what shall I do?

Nemesis

KABAL holographic came up glitching a little. " They have destroyed the world, This is the perfect opportunity to destroy there last vessel." The Great Leader appeared on the screnn at Commander Caedo and he was slightly sweating from frustration. " Capture that ship commander, you capture every soul you can find. If any make ANY attempt to resist you, kill them." The screen then disappeared.

It's SuperLaser at the ready took aim at the planet, and unleashed it's fury.

OOC: The planet's nearly gone. I reduced it to rubble. This was fuel for you to come chase me, thats why that ship is there, it doesnt have the energy to make the hyperspace jump, so I was leaving it to you guys to destroy so that way you guys couldn't follow me. However you could have left it be and chased me.

occ:Ah okay then.

Nemesis...
Caedo frowned. What luck. "Target the offending vessel with our Plasma Cannons," he ordered, "assault the engines and attempt to take her Superlaser offline. If this is achieved we will board her and take the ship by force, if necessary."

The Nemesis's 3,700 regular cannons swiveled in their mounts and spat their fire at the Goliath, seven hundred shots to the Superlaser, the other three thousand to the engines. Meanwhile GOU began to board the gunships and prepare to beam onto the Sith craft and the group of deployed Probe fighters twisted about and made for the enemy, ready to blast apart any active systems they could find.

The attack hit it's mark. The ship could not pull up it's shields. Energy was down after the destruction of the planet. The ship went dark and stood in it's tracks. Everything was still, no noise could be heard from any corridor inside the ship other than the crackle of busted electrical wires and the creaking of breaking metal.

Immediatly the beaming over over fifty thousand G.O.U Troopers was happening all around inside the Goliath. The bridge alone was filled thirty G.O.U soldiers with close range concussion guns(basically shotguns). Firefights were erupting throughout the vessel the white flashes of phased plasma would be met by enemy energy weapons. Canisters of non-lethal nerve gas were beamed on board the ship to be used to capture as many of the enemy as they could, all others that were seen standing were ordered to be killed. If the crew was lucky most of them would attempt to commit suicide for the Universal Government was not known for mercy. The hordes of heavy probe fighters watched for any tie fighters that they could chew up. KABAL automatically sent a message for the ships surrender.

" Sith vessel your shields are down and you are heavily damaged, surrender by putting your hands upon your head and getting on your knees. Any personal caught standing up will be treated as s combatant and will be shot on site."

All throughout the ship, the dark jedi inside took out their lightsabers without saying any words and took to work, attacking the soldiers and easily deflecting blaster fire aside, Force Lightning, and other Force-abilities such as Push, Pull, Choke, and Crush were at work. Soldiers suspended in air grasping at their throats. No simple soldiers could stop 250,000 Dark Jedi. As if the numbers weren't overpowering enough, a single Dark Jedi could dispatch 30 soldiers with the least of trouble.

Goliath...
The GOU were being slashed apart, for all their advanced armor and technology they couldn't stand up for a lightsaber or Force powers, and before a hundred of them were killed they were beamed back to the Nemesis. Instead Caedo ordered massive tanks full of lethal gas to be beamed aboard, which immediately began dispersing their deadly cargo throughout the ship. If the gas touched bare skin, or if it were to be inhaled, it would kill in seconds, utterly toxic. It would fill the entire vessel, and any sealed-off areas would simply eventually run out of air if anyone sought to hide in them. Caedo watched on the bioscanners of the Nemesis: He wanted to make sure every last one of the Dark Jedi were dead before sending in any more troops. He had known from the start that it would prove hard, if not impossible, to capture a Dark Jedi alive, and even then dangerous to contain him, but the Goliath ship would make a good gift to the Great Leader, or perhaps his own Overseers.

OOC: ZP, did you miss my post, #74?

OOC: I saw your post, not sure how to respond just yet

IC:

The tanks of gas proved to be fatal for a few. The most can control breathing, or not breathe at all by way of the Force. The Saber-wielding staff members of the ship went to rid the ship of the poisonous tanks.

"Hmmm," Caedo frowned, but he was enjoying this little game. For whatever reason the gas proved ineffective against those aboard, and even now he could see little blips moving to the locations of the canisters, presumably to eliminate them.
Time to try something new.
The Phase Cannons of the Nemesis began firing in precise, carefully-controlled blasts, striking area of the hull and puncturing it or simply melting away armor. The interior was exposed to space, sucking out enemy soldiers and equipment though the holes as they vented, killing in several different ways all at once. The kitsune smiled to himself.
Let's see them defend themselves against that!

The Dark Jedi flew out of the ship, they began to stab themselves with their lightsabers. The men would rather be dead than to be captured, the inside of the ship began to bhe ripped apart and the ship began to break in the vaccuum of space.

"Hmph," Caedo sighed. He'd wanted to take the ship intact but it was too long and ponderous and costly to have it towed back to Celestis for repairs and refitting. "That's that, then."
Still, the Great Leader probably wouldn't he happy with him after all this...
He turned to KABAL. "Set our tractor beam on that Star Destroyer and prevent her from fracturing any further. She'll be a gift to the Great Leader once she is repaired. After that is done, place a beacon and declare this system and all worlds and resources within to be the property of Calaverias and affiliates."

KABAL would have smiled if he could " Commander, good job, although we didn't capture the enemy we removed them as a threat to the Universal Government. We may now take the information on board the vessel and use it against the Sith, valuable information as well as there worlds. They will not be expecting an assault. These Sith are more impressive than we had thought. Commander get blood and tissue samples from the Sith soldiers if you can I see that not all were killed by space vacume." The star destroyer began its voyage to Calaveras, its new home. The Great Leader would then most likely use it as a Trojan horse.

Calaveras

The Great Leader had already heard the news, he was...a little disappointed at Caedo, the Sith had arrived, destroyed a possible member race to the U.G. That would not happen twice.

Nemesis...

The Great Leader appeared on the screen, he just stared at Caedo for a moment, squinting slightly as if he was reading the Kitsune. He slowly smiled, this Kitsune was really becoming more Calaverian in his eyes. Caedo was to valuable to just kill, and these Sith surprised them. " Commander....pretty good job, I understand the situation was sticky."

Nemesis...

As many corpses of the dead crewmen were gathered by tractor beams and pulled into the massive Calaverian ship, some to be dissected, others to have their DNA analyzed and removed, probably to create clones. Caedo wondered if the UG would begin developing an army of Force-sensitive soldiers...such an idea was quite terrifying. The General ordered the lightsabers, if they were still on the bodies, to be collected and brought to him, as many as possible. Though the kitsune considered them little more than fancy toys with little practical battlefield applications, he had decided, if he was to encounter more Jedi or Sith in the future, he would begin a trophy collection of all the lightsabers of those his troops killed. He had heard tales of their exploits, and while they had certainly been effective at killing his troops, they had not used their mighty Force powers to rend his ship apart or annihilate the planet, as he had heard they could do.
What a pack of lies.

He looked at the Great Leader steadily, more confident now. Surely I can do no wrong in his eyes. He thought arrogantly.
"Yes, Great Leader, there were a few bad moments, but the technology and force of the Universal Government prevailed in the end." He smiled. "I will require an hour to replace some crew members and recharge power cells, but after that I am at your command once more."

Nemesis..

The Great Leader nodded " Your doing well Caedo" He said not referring to him as commander at the moment. " Bring the Star Destroyer to Calaveras, we have speacial plans for it. For now consider it a part of you fleet along with the Nemesis." The Great Leader was about to turn off the communications until he turned around. " You know, if you ever need a vacation you can tell me right?" The Great Leader wouldn't want his Commander fatigued from combat. Caedo was right, in a way, they would try to figure out how to cancel out the force against there troops. If this was achieved the Universal Government would be dealing with only barbarians with energy swords, they would fall easily beneath the jackboot of the G.O.U.

Nemesis...

Caedo blinked in surprise. "Of course, Great Leader," he said, caught off-guard. "But I could not serve the Universal Government from some beach on Vador. I shall plot a course for Celestis at once."
The connection blinked away, and Caedo chuckled. "Vacation..."
Turning to KABAL he nodded to the viewscreen displaying the captured Star Destroyer. "As soon as our spoils have been secured, jump for Celestis. She," the ship," is to be called the Aether."

OCC: Zactarn Prime can you please give a list of planets that are within your Star Destroyers database?

OOC: Probably just Zactarn Prime, I never really came up with a list of planets occupied by my people. Just go with Zactarn Prime

OCC: alrighty then

Calaveras

The almost white piercing of the sun pounded the green world of Calaveras. The grass fiddled in the cool breeze across the vast plains. In a short distance was the citys of Calaveras. These simple but advanced white structures covered a large proportion of the world. In the wind the flag of the Universal Government flew as well as inside the concrete jungle of the citys. Citizens moved about there everyday government tasks. Farms were now removed for better materilizers which created anything they hungered. This allowed massive room for war factorys, government schools and hospitals and a new network of highways. On what was once a plain of grass was now a ocean of white, this place was used as a docking bay for vessels. It was considred by the Calaverians the largest dock known to man, it had the capacity to hold three Observers. Just now were Caedo and his men preparing to land the Nemesis as well as the new Imperial Star Destroyer captured from the Sith.

OOC: Still up to you, I can't very well respond to that

OCC: for Xiscapia to arrive back at Calaveras

OOC: Ok, gotcha

The Nemesis and the smaller, damaged Aether arrived some time later over Celestis, home of the Calaverians. The people it harbored had seen many wars against highly varied enemies, the Xiscapians, the Alversians, the Imitators, the SASM and the Greali just to name a few. Against all odds, sacrificing billions of lives and living as wandering nomads several times, the Calaverians survived. After the short conflict against the Alliance and the nearly total destruction of Celestis and the majority of her people by the Imitators the Calaverians turned to cloning: Specifically, what had originally been a small-scale gimmick, of a soldier.
Kash Wilson had been that man.

When the Calaverians had finally reclaimed Celestis they were a remnant, a mere shadow of their former glory. Only a few million remained: Not enough to restart an entire civilization with. So they solved the problem with cloning, Kash Wilson acting as everything from garbage men, soldiers, factory workers, any menial tasks that needed to be done. The boost proved to be far more than that, though: Eventually the leader of the Calaverians was selected to be an enhanced clone, and Calaverias turned into a massive personality cult. Though the Xiscapians, under the Celestis Treaty, were quick to plant their Overseers and maintain tight control over those who had once made war on them, there was no stopping the mad cloning, and before long over seventy percent of Calaverias's three billion plus population were clones.

Everything revolved around cloning and Kash Wilson: Education, economy, military, construction, population growth, every last detail.
The Aether pulled into one of the shipyards, the Star Destroyer almost seeming too small in the enormous hanger intended for entire Observers, while the Nemesis stayed comfortably in orbit, taking on minimal amounts of supplies and troops.

OOC: as soon as North Calaveras' ships arrive at Zacatrn Prime, which I 'm assuming is his plan, I will send Darth Erravvi after them, along with a squad of Dark jedi or something

OOC: 'K then.

Im guessing this is dead?

OOC: I dunno, NC's been on MSN but he hasn't actually been RPing here lately...hold on a while longer, let me contact him and see if he still wants to continue.

The Great Leader swiped at the white table in where so many meetings took place. He imagined wiping clean his plans for the galaxy. He was going to start again, or at least make some changes. His next mission was to capture the Sky Kings, they were a small dominion and were not as advanced as the Calaverians. Kash needed Calaveras to expand its influence, it needed to get rid of its isolationist habits and spread the Universal Government to the ends of the time. Little was really known about the Sky Kings, other than historical references gathered from Xiscapians. Even the Xiscapians had little if not no contact with them since there first encounter. Kash opened a channel to Caedo... " Commander....."

Caedo inclined his head as the Great Leader appeared on screen. "Great Leader," he said cordially, standing at attention. "I am pleased to report the Aether is close to achieving one hundred percent operational status, due to the repairs. We will be underway in under an hour. May I inquire as to what our next assignment is?"

...

OOC: Don't die on me, baby...

Celestis Orbit...

"...as you wish, Great Leader."

General Caedo waited patiently for the Great Leader to cut the link, letting out a sigh as the screen went blank. His next task: Take the Nemesis and the Aether, filled with assault vehicles and shock troops, and attack the world of Zactarn Prime. He did not relish the duty; the Sith he had faced at the unnamed world over a week ago now had been worthy opponents, and even with the genetically-enhanced GOU to make them resistant to Force powers he feared a defeat. The Great Leader had never learned, would perhaps never learn, that one did not move unless there was an advantage to be gained; similarly, you did not fight, and then seek victory, for that was folly. Rather, an able commander found victory, and then fought, secure in the knowledge that he had already won.
Caedo wondered if he would even come out of this alive, never mind win.

"Hyperdrive engaging, General," KABAL reported, and the Nemesis and Aether vanished into the next dimension. Caedo nodded. "Thank you. Dim the bridge, if you would." The lights overhead fell dark and the area was deserted and lit only by the blue-green glow of computer terminals, silhouetting the kitsune's form where he sat in the command chair, staring out at the star streaks beyond the Battle Platform. The Xiscapian tapped away at the panels on the chair, accessing the database carried aboard the vessel, reviewing what tools the Great Leader had authorized him to destroy an Empire. In the Xiscapian Grand Army it would have been enough to take one planet, assuming the enemy was outclassed by the Xiscapians and they had the element of surprise, but with these foreign troops, he wasn't so sure.

The Nemesis was, of course, the flagship: At seven miles (11 ¼ kilometers) long, the massive fleet-killer easily dwarfed the five thousand, two hundred forty-nine foot (1,600 meter) Star Destroyer, over seven times as large. It also had a greater volume of more powerful weapons, although the Aether's armament was more varied: 8 Octuple barbette turbolaser cannon, 60 additional turbolaser cannons, 20 Ion cannons, 10 tractor beam projectors and, of course, the Superlaser. These were to the Nemesis's single capital-killer Red Cannon, 3,700 Phased Plasma Cannons and 10,000 AA guns. Interestingly, the behemoth Obliterator class nearly matched the Aether in FTL speed, 1.2 to the others 1.0, although the Star Destroyer moved considerably faster at sublight speeds. The Nemesis also carried six hundred of the signature Calaverian Probe fighters, while the Aether only carried a fraction of that amount in TIE fighters, seventy-two. However, like with the weapons, the small craft compliment on the Aether was diverse, including not only the nimble starfighters but also eight shuttles, sixteen troop transports, five gunboats and forty AT-AT barges.

For the ground assault (if we make it to the surface, Caedo thought glumly) the General had quite an array of soldiers and war machines at his disposal. On the Nemesis alone he had enough to take a city, a full two hundred thousand Galactic Observation Units, or GOU, and fifty thousand elite Hunter units, all imbued in their cloning tanks with essence of ysalamiri, which made them invulnerable to Force powers. A special few Hunters, only ten in total, had Artusian crystals infused into them, granting Force powers artificially, although causing them to loose their invulnerability. Five of them were outside the bridge now, wielding captured Dark Jedi lightsabers, acting as Caedo's personal bodyguards, while the other five were on the Aether, and would be involved in the attack. The vehicles were one thousand Emergency Operation Tanks (EOTs), two thousand Stalker recon vehicles with duel fifty-caliber turrets, two hundred Tactical Nuclear Delivery System (TNDS) artillery launchers and five hundred Post Walkers. The Aether carried a further ten thousand GOU, twenty AT-ATs, forty AT-STs and thirty 2-M repulsor tanks, all having the necessary personnel literally born and breed over several 'generations' of clones to have great piloting ability.

With these two great warships, hundreds of strike craft, thousands of mechanized units and over a quarter of a million soldiers, General Caedo appeared in the system that harbored the world of Zactarn Prime. Immediately shields went up, weapons and scanners came online, and the Xiscapian waited to see what defenses he would have to sweep aside.

OOC: Doctor we have a pulse

IC:

"Dammit; they'll never learn" Vaclavious thought to himself. He got on the Comm Link from his office.

"Activate Planetary defences we have visitors."

2 Sets of Planetary Shields were activated. The first protected againts direct fire onto the planet, the latter defended against any and all objects other than air and light from entering the planet. The only problem with the second is that it made retreat impossible unless one of the ships wishing to re-enter had the proper frequency jammer to pass through. On the planet there were several anti-space craft guns. Powerful enough to ram holes into capital ship hulls up to 6 miles past the planets atmosphere. Ready to deploy were 6 Eclipse-class Star Dreadnaughts. And 7 Executor-class Star Dreadnaughts.

Eclipse-class:
10 Miles long (17.5 Kilometers)
Class 2 Hyperdirve system
1 Axial superlaser
550 Heavy laser cannons
500 Turbolasers
75 Ion cannons
100 Tractor beam projectors
10 Gravity well projectors
600 TIE Interceptors
96 TIE bombers
100 AT-AT walkers
5 Prefabricated bases

709,000 Man Crew with a garrisoned base of 200,000 Dark Jedi



Executor-class:
11 Miles (19 Kilometers)
2,000 Turbolaser cannons (fire-linked in groups of 8)
2,000 Heavy turbolaser cannons (fire-linked in groups of 8)
250 Assault concussion missile tubes (30 missiles each)
250 Heavy ion cannons
40 Phylon Transport Q7 tractor beam projectors
500 Point-defense laser cannons
3,000 TIE Fighters
30 AT-AT's
40 AT-ST's
2 Prefabricated Bases
200 AT-TE's
100 Octuptarra Combat Tri-Droids


The ships were ready and shot off into the atmoshpere. In the meanwhile Darth Vaclavious ordered his new Apprentice.

"My apprentice, this is now your time. Take a Droch-class boarding ship. Take 5 of my best men, and it is your job to board one of those ships above. Take it over. Show no mercy. You will either come back alive, or wind up dead. Prove to me your worht. GO!"

With that Vaclavious turned around and looked out his window onto the city that sprawled roughly 93% of the planet. This was his planet, his empire, and he was not about to give it up...at any cost.

"There is a count of thirteen enemy vessels, appearing to be Supercapitals, six Eclipse class Dreadnoughts and seven Executor class Star Destroyers." KABAL reported. "Additionally we have detected two layers of planetary shielding and a number of anti-capital gun batteries on the surface."

Caedo felt sick. The Aether would barely be able to scratch any of the opposing vessels in a fight, and while he was certain the Nemesis could take on multiple Eclipse class ships and at least two of the Executor class at once, he couldn't hope to destroy them all with the Nemesis alone. If he had two more ships just like her he knew he might be able to force a retreat or, if the enemy commanders were rather stupid, destroy them all, but as it was he was just able to put up a good fight and inflict moderate damage by destroying a few of the Sith ships. He didn't know what small craft or troops they carried, but it didn't really matter: Unless he was able to secure another method of attack, the assault was doomed to failure. He glanced at Zactarn Prime, a plan forming in his mind. It would depend on many variables, and like any combat situation a number of 'if's were involved, but it was the only one he could see that had any chance of working.

"The Aether is to fire her Superlaser at the leading Executor type ship," Caedo ordered, "and to paint the shields on the planet with her full weapons force, one volley from her turbolasers, two from her ion cannons. She is ordered to release fifty of her TIE's and two of her gunboats, and then to retreat to the system's star, where she will deploy her remaining compliment for protection and await further orders. Get our Portal fighters out as well, one set by the sun and three in the fight as planned, and release half of our Probe strike craft to meet the enemy. Set our Red cannon to the closest Eclipse class and have it specifically target their Superlaser, and direct all our plasma cannon batteries to fire on the same." The words were rapid and concise, and his wishes were carried out almost as he spoke.

The captured Star Destroyer Aether's bow glowed green as the weapon charged, and the whole ship rocked as the monstrous weapon fired, the beam lacing out to impale the first Executor ship as it approached. At the same time her sixty-eight turbolasers fired off a volley, as did her twenty Ion cannons, all streaking out to pound the enemy planetary shields. From the bottom a spread of H-shaped craft emerged, fifty TIE fighters, plus two Alpha-class Xg-1 Star Wing gunboats, spiraling away from the hull of their mothership as they bounded out into space, ready to take on enemy fighters. The Aether began to leave them as her huge ion engines glowed and she began to turn ponderously, turning around to head towards the star. Her vanguard consisted of ten Probe fighters specially set up to carry a ring-like structure between them, which now positioned themselves close to the ball of flaming gas, strange and puzzling.

The Nemesis fired her own capital-killing cannon with ten to the fifteenth joules of energy, plus her three thousand, seven hundred phased plasma cannons, at one of the Eclipse class ships, all the shots aimed directly for the Superlaser weapon on her bow. It was hoped that the violence would overload the deadly device and cause the entire vessel to be destroyed in the reaction, wiping it from existence early in the battle. Now three hundred Probe fighters roared out of the bay of the Nemesis, taking advantage of having space superiority to press the attack, flying towards the enemy and keeping low, under the bellies of the larger ships to avoid as much AA as they could. The starfighters began firing penetrating torpedoes into the undersides, but the capitals of Zactarn Prime would soon find that they had bigger things to worry about. Thirty of the battlecraft, flying in groups of ten, had Stargates set up between them like huge glowing nets, two maneuvering from opposite angles to swallow up a Executor near the rear of the formation while the third were circling the hangers, waiting eagerly for enemy TIE's to deploy. Once an object entered the portal it would be transported to the connecting one at the star, where the thing would be spewed out to fall into the intense heat of the sun and be incinerated, be it a tiny fighter or a full-sized capital.

Zactarn Prime...

"Yes, my Master," Darth Erravvi bowed, black robes flowing around her. Two lessons a day from the harsh master had left her physically scarred in several areas, but she was a competent, curious student, if somewhat lifeless and mechanical. The barely week-old kitsune had learned much from Darth Vaclavious in the way of the Dark side of the Force. How to take life away from a being without moving or touching him, and convert it into life and power, how to sway a person to help her against their will, how to use dark electricity to maim, cripple and kill, how to bend animals, the weather and the very environment to her will, how to introduce fear and panic into the minds of the untrained, how to crush a given object into dust, how to broadcast her thoughts and feelings to such a magnitude that it would smash the minds and bodies of those nearby, how to control mechanical devices from afar and use them to create chaos and destruction, how to forge dark energies in physical objects that could be used against her foes, how to summon darkness to conceal her actions and confuse opponents, and even the ways to summon spirits of dead Sith to assist her in augmenting her powers and destroying her enemies.
She was confident in her abilities.

Walking swiftly away, she pointed to five of the Dark Jedi out in the hall. "All of you, follow me." She commanded coldly, and they obediently fell in line behind her, unthinking, unfeeling men whose only purpose was to serve and die as needed. They boarded the attack ship (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Sepboardcra.jpg) that would propel them to their target, the craft lifting off into the atmosphere well behind the initial defenders, en route to the running Aether. Erravvi watched it on the scopes, anticipating the bloodshed ahead with a strange sort of detachment. She didn't abhor killing, she'd done enough of it in her short life, but neither did she glorify it, she was...indifferent.
Still, she would do as commanded.

The Executor ship took several blasts from the onslaught by the opposing Star Destroyer. Seriously damaging the shields. The shields withstood the barrage but not by much. The torpedos also blasted into the underbellies of several of the capital ships. These were little more than a nuisance. The other shots ripped into the planetary shields and vanished into thin air, or lack there of. The enemy ships showed they could pack a punch but for the meantime did little. The lead Executor-class ship powered up and launched a volley, at the opposing Star Destroyer. 100 of the Heavy Ion Cannons unleashed, 20 concussion missiles, 1,600 of the TurboLasers and Heavy TurboLaser cannons unleashed as well. The goal was to destroy the Star Destroyer first, then work on the massive capital ship that faced them. However something was peculiar. These floating glowing rings. Suddenly they were noticed for what they were, but not before a squadron of 15 TIE Fighters spiraled into the blazing sun. The Eclipse-class ship that was heading for it slowed to a halt, just in front of the ring it almost struck. It's 500 TurboLasers opened on the small fighters in an effort to destroy them. Another Eclipse ship charged it's Axial SuperLaser to target the massive capital ship that dwarfed the enemy's Star Destroyer.

OOC: Check TGs please.

IC:

Nemesis...

Caedo watched the battle unfold before him, swearing when the planatary shields failed to drop. "Instruct those fighters to keep pounding them, if they can sink a missile into a critical area they could cripple the whole ship." He ordered, watching the tiny pinpricks of light as the small craft made their assault on the massive supercapitals. Some of his weapons were less effective than he had thought, others were devestating the enemy, but overall the situation still held little hope of a victory.

The gunboats, TIE and Probe fighters found themselves holding free reign over the space beneth the ZP battleships, and took full advantage of the boon. Three hundred seventy five missiles, torpedos and bombs of various types, plus laser and plasma cannons, were now concentrated on the underbelly of the Super Star Destroyer that had just been hit by the Aether's Superlaser, attempting to bring down the shields so their weapons could bypass the armor and penetrate the hull of the battlewagon. With no downward-facing guns to deter or destroy them, and the complete lack of enemy interceptors, allowed the starfighters to make attack runs at their leisure. With the enemy ship completely at their mercy, they showed only ruthless efficency.

Around the Eclipse class Dreadnought the Probe fighters were nimble and speedy, but the sheer volume of fire secured the firey deaths of three of their number, and the field wobbled and collapsed. However, just as quick as they were shot out of space others came to take their place, and the Gate activated once more...but by this time, they were several hundred feet down the length of their target, and there was no escape.

The twenty missiles were easily struck down by AA as they passed the Nemesis on their way to the Aether, but the turbolaser blasts flew straight and true, blindsiding the Star Destroyer hard. Two of her engines were knocked off line, as were seven of her ion batteries as her shields were punctured, black spots appearing across the white hull. The capital began to list badly, and her hanger spilled out the other twenty-two TIE fighters and three gunboats, as well as her barges and troop carriers, fleeing the crippled vessel. The Aether fired weakly, a mere thirty-four turbolasers and ten ion cannons, at a wild spread thoughout the enemy fleet. It was obviously wounded, limping away at a slow speed, trailing debries and fire.

The Nemesis continued to fire away at the enemy Eclipse vessel, her attack not seeming to have slowed her deadly gathering of energy in the slightest. And all the while, the boarding shuttle grew nearer to the doomed Aether...

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Sorry, crappy post, I'm a bit weary. :P