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Zhin Dwamor

1 11:34pm 14/02/02

You believe this is the wisest course of action Warmaster Zhin? The brain like Yammosk telepathically asked the Yuuzhan Vong Warmaster.

"How can I not? It is setting us up with perfect allies and will get us a major foothold against the infidels of this galaxy," Zhin responded with a sly smirk. Nar Shadda, otherwise known as the "Smuggler's Moon" had been transpired to be taken over by the Praetorite Vong for almost seven years, and now those plans would finally commence. With sealing a deal with the Hutts, as heretical as they may be, they would have a major super power in the galaxy to use against the New Republic and Rogue Empire. It was interesting however, that they did not even know of the enemy who had been plotting their destruction for decades, well over half a century.

 Will the Hutts surely deal with us?  the Yammosk asked inquisitively. Zhin's sullied eyes narrowed eagerly.

"Would a dying infidel not barter a deal for his dying life?" Zhin had a point...infidels were known for desiring their own lives above all things...and the Hutts had been known for their desire for power...which was slowly draining as the fish like Mon Cals began taking over their precious space.

 The Yammosk paused for a moment. Hail to the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan and the Praetorite Vong!  Warmaster Zhin's mouth peeled into a voracious smile, that was the signal to go. His World Ship would lead them into battle once again, and once again Warmaster Zhin would emerge with the heads of infidels, another tatoo to peel onto his flesh, more scars to fork into his body.

"I will dispatch the warriors when we have landed, I have a few of the intendent caste who would be well suited for the "negotiations" with the Hutts," Warmaster Zhin said as he stroked his hands together tentatively. There was no further response from the Yammosk...no response was needed. Now they were going to eradicate the planet of Nar Shadda of all abominations, and claim it for themselves...and have the Hutts as a powerful ally against the Mon Cal Republic.

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 Talyk Shrar's tizyworm jingled the Weequay guard's response went through to the small creature.

"No, Secabba is busy right now, you cannot meet him," he said, and thus the Yuuzhan Vong in human futures narrowed his eyes dangerously.

 His hand stroked a blaster held at his side, tucked in his belt. "And tell me why exactly I  should wait Weequay." Talyk demanded as he began to grip the butt of his blaster. The Weequay let out an insulting laugh at the "human". 

"You think you can harm me with that pea shooter?" the Weequay scoffed and pushed him back with his Tatooine Gaffi Stick. Talyk let a grin form onto his lips and he brought his hand up, but instead of withdrawing his pistol, he instead grabbed several of his beetles and forced them into the Weequay's brownish chest.

 The grin on Talyk's face only broadened as the Weequay fell to his knees, a pool of blood forming around his body. "Not particularly infidel," he said before kicking him asside and forcing his way into the Hutt palace.

It was a castle of abominations! Everywhere was mechanics and droids of every sort, some being tortured, which brought a charming smile to Talyk's handsome looks, but most of them were in good function, which forced him to frown.

He triumphantly made his way to the throne room, where a Twi'lek dancer was conveniently removing her garments and doing some form of dance for the crowd, and the large sluggish looking Hutt. He winced at the sheer atrocity the gods had laid on him, he was the epitome of ugly.

"Doog bashga dega bolra yaye?" the creature demanded, and his tizyworm was a bit delayed, after dealing with the Weequay's tongue, thus missing what the Hutt said. The Yuuzhan Vong simply stared at creature, unsure of what to do. "I said who dare are you to come into my palace armed as you are?"

 He wanted to lash out and kill the Tizyworm for such a pathetic display...but he was smart enough to simply hold to. "Ilustrious Secabba the Hutt, I am Talyk Shrar of the Praetorite Vong, and I have come with an important proposition," Talyk reported with a deep bow.

"What means you?"  Secabba growled, saliva spilling over his bottom lip.

"I mean your power is draining from your chubby finger tips Hutt. I have come, I am a Yuuzhan Vong, and I have a great deal for you to regain your lost power."

"I have heard of the Yuuzhan Vong, they are not to be trusted," Secabba let out his deep bellied, Huttish laugh, and the rest of the crowd joined in unison.

 Talyk narrowed his eyes dangerously and defiantly."Funny, I heard the same thing about Hutts," he barked back and began walking closer. The ooglith masquer slowly began to peel off the skin, seering the pain inside of him but he did not flinch until it was all gone, all on the floor to express his true Yuuzhan Vong form. His tatoos, his scars, it was all there to signify his true reality...the crowd was silent. "Now can we resume?"

"I er, what is the meaning of this?" the Hutt suddenly yelled as his eyes flashed a fearful shade of green.

"I am displaying my true self, Executor Talyk Shrar," a gleeful smile formed on his lips as he chortled at the slug's fear. "Now can we discuss a proposition?"

Zhin Dwamor

2 1:58am 15/02/02

The bar was playing a delightful tune, most likely from that of Alderaan. Unfortunately, the tune was being played by abominations, and abominations could never be accepted in the Praetorite Vong. Deralik had been ordered to monitor the ongoings of the bar while the executor was busy dealing with the obese Hutts. So far there was little activity beyond that of a minor skirmish between a Weequay and a Toydorian that ended in the death of the Weequay, surprisingly enough.

The twinkling, dimming lights throughout the bar was barely maintaned by the shortages of power throughout Nar Shadda's capital. The planet was disgusting, it was obviously one of the slums of this galaxy.

Inhaling the stale air through his Yuuzhan Vong nostrils, the alien patted his glass with his smoothe finger tips. No one in the bar knew what he was, but there were so many aliens coming in and out of Nar Shadda...none really cared.

"Can I get you anything?" he heard next to him, and his eyes wandered to a red skinned Twi'lek standing before him with a datapad. The waitress flashed him a charming smile despite her obvious contempt of his looks.

Deralik shook his head, and bared his teeth at her in what he thought would be a smile, but her disgust in him showed it was a failed attempt. It did not matter to him...he believed the Twi'lek was equally hideous.

"Hey ugly what the hell are you supposed to be?" he suddenly heard from around the corner, and knew that he was about to feel the adrenaline surge that was combat. He locked his knuckles and looked back at a Human, a Malastarian, and a male Twi'lek all laughing and pointingn at him. It seemed two Rodians were in on it too. "Well you gonna' respond or just stand there like a dumbass?"

 The tizyworm translated it all to him and he chuckled lightly, standing from his seat and looking at the smaller infidels. "Ooooh he's getting up, we should be afraid now," the Human laughed and threw some form of liquid on the Yuuzhan Vong.

"Yes, you should," the warrior hissed, moving slowly toward the man, who was mimicking fear. It was amusing to Deralik that the infidels would just bluntly run into combat without any prior knowledge of their enemies. 

"Oh yea I'm real scared big man."

"That's good, fear usually tends to save the lives of infidels such as yourself," Deralik smirked and slowly moved his left hand behind him to grip the amphistaff coiled under his tunic.

"Ha, you're not only ugly, but you're dumb too!"  the human then lashed out and attempted to ram his fist into the Yuuzhan Vong's belly, but his stern gut repelled the hit, and a smirk formed on his lipless face.

"I think...we have our positions...switched, don't you?"  the warrior let out a sudden roaring laugh and brought his amphistaff out, and around, coiling it out in its bladed blunt form, removing the head of the would be fighter, and the Malastarian and Twi'lek quickly reached for their blasters. Two thud bugs found their way out of the warrior's palm and into the two other aliens' chests, sending them to their backs in bloodied heaps. "For the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan."

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 Talyk Shrar exitted the Hutt's palace with a satisfied grin riding on his face. The Hutts were most interested in his proposal, that he was going to remove the Mon Cal Republic from the Ylesia and Nal Hutta space, all they had to do was back him slightly. Was there going to be a better deal for the Hutts?

He looked down at the pitiful corpse of the Weequay he'd slain and let his grin spread even wider. Yun-Yuuzhan would be pleased. "Stupid infidel, that will teach you to mouth off to a gloried member of the Praetorite Vong," the executor barked as he exitted the small corridor around the palace.

Abominations were everywhere, with mechanical items running nearly everything. As much as it disgusted the intident, he did not mind working around it for the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan and the Yuuzhan Vong.

He walked to the bar where he'd ordered Deralik Sval to stay, but judging by the crowds forming around the entrance, he was probably warding off several infidels who had picked a fight with him.  Can I trust you to do nothing Deralik Sval? he thought to himself.

"What is going on here?" he roared as he approached the edge of the crowd. The crowd literally split in two, and he made his way in, grabbing his own amphistaff. There was a growing pile of corpses as Rodians and Humans alike tried to get involved, only to get cut down by the superb warrior with perfectly aimed slashes with gracefulness unrivaled.

"BACK OFF INFIDELS!!! BY ORDER OF THE HUTTS!"  the Yuuzhan Vong executor screamed as he took down a Human for himself now. It seemed the crowd suddenly stopped as the Yuuzhan Vong mentioned the Hutts.

"The Hutts? No wonder he's so powerful!"  the crowd began dispersing quickly, people running from every location they could incase a Hutt check force came to see exactly what was going on. They never came.

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 Warmaster Zhin narrowed his eyes as the villip finished the report, yet it was not in a dangerous way. Rather he was growing exhausted from rushing back and forth throughout the galaxy, having taken over so many systems in such a short amount of time was beginning to take its toll on him.

He'd only seen one instance of true combat since he came to the galaxy and that was when he'd been forced to combat the Rogue Imperial craft at Jaminere just before the planet's fall. They'd taken down two craft before they began fleeing that day, and it was quite amusing that they had been so panicked.

"Warmaster Zhin it is my personal belief that if we get priests onto the planet we can have it cleansed in a matter of days, Executor Talyk Shrar has already convinced the Hutts to join our cause."

 Zhin grimaced slightly, thinking of working with infidels. "In four days I shall arrive on the planet after dealing with this Prefect Luh issue, if it is not taken in that time, then may Yun-Yuuzhan have mercy on your pitiful soul."

 He then threw the villip to the edge of his transport. Prefect Luh would not enjoy his coming to the planet of Rignhsack, for he was coming with avengeance.

Siather

3 3:20am 15/02/02

The Zealous Mist and Tempest Mist dropped out of hyperspace at the edge of the Nal Hutta system. The Gand Commodore Siather stood on the bridge studying the system. He was here to investigate the slave trade in and out of the system as well as scout for the possibility of takeover. He instantly knew something was wrong but he couldn't put his finger on it. Then it came to him there was a lack of smuggler traffic in orbit.

"Bring us in closer to investigate, launch all fighters into a defensive screen. Bring the shields up and the weapons to full power."

Siather studied readings as they came in...........

VSD mk II Zealous Mist
VSD mk I Tempest Mist
Full fighter complement

Tsun Quah

4 5:43am 15/02/02

Master Shaper Tsun Quah looked upon his newest Shaper Adept, Tsion Kwaad with dismay.The Adept had not been obeying his Master.Tsun had told him to use a particular tool to help in shaping the Warmaster's new arm.Insted of giving him the tool he wanted the Adept had given him an entirely different one.
Tsun caught himself before he got angry.After all it was only one tiny mistake...and he could live with it.However it was the  Warmaster's new arm and the last thing Tsun wanted was to give Warmaster Zhin a defective arm.

"Ypu had better be glad that your sister was Mezhan Kwaad.Or I would have left you in the Warmaster's good graces.Do not do that again."

Adept Kwaad just lowered his head and continued giving Tsun the tools he needed.

 Sometimes he almost acts like an infedel....

Zhin Dwamor

5 6:16am 15/02/02

Prefect Tegara had been left in charge of the World Ship in Warmaster Zhin's absence, a job he was a bit worried about taking due to the simple fact that if he failed Warmaster Zhin...there would be no retribution. Nar Shadda was a mere shadow of the larger picture about to be taken. The Hutts had been reduced to such a small moon, but their alliance against the Mon Cal Republic would truly unify the Praetorite Vong's attempts and solidify them.

Prefect Tegara pranced nervously throughout the Yammosk's chamber, feeling the brain like war coordinator's eyes stuck onto him. It was an antagonizing feeling, dulling his delight as a commander.

 Do not be so worried, just so long as the Yuuzhan Vong are not fought off here, you will not be sacraficed the Yammosk soothed, trying more to shut up the warrior than to comfort him. He continued to pace as the Yammosk suddenly twitched. Prefect Tegara gasped.

"What is it?" he ordered, already feeling the shrill of being a war master.

 There are two infidel ships moving near the asteroid field and near our craft.....

Siather

6 6:32am 15/02/02

"Sir the asteroids some of them are moving around quicker then a standard asteriod. They look to be almost following a course."

Siather studied the readings they did indeed appear that way.

"Bring us in closer to investigate but keep us out of the asteroid field."

The VSDs and their fighters started gliding toward the asteroid field.

Zhin Dwamor

7 10:04am 16/02/02

Warmaster Zhin was not pleased with Prefect Luh's lack of progress in the take over of such a menial planet. His roustful eyes narrowed as the villip finished explaining to him the details of the mission and its parameters. Sullied sockets deliberately shut and reopened several times in blinks as his enormous form rose from the seat in the transport.

One clawed finger tip slowly roused the Yolick Coral face mask implanted on the Warmaster's face, trickling down where his cheekbone normally would have been had the small creature not been shielding his flesh.

 Why I allow such fools to evenbe prefects is beyond me the enormous Yuuzhan Vong growled to himself as he stroked the linings of his beautiful warmaster's cloak in thought. A detailed process and analysis of hundreds of potential ideas flushed through his mind as the dovin basils rocketed the mineral-like ship toward the planet of Righsnack.

Had Prefect Luh not been so desperate to attain the job and had convinced the war master that he were worthy of that great honor, Righsnack might have been taken already by a more competent military commander, someone who had been under training for years, someone who knew the true sorrows and pains of combat.

Instead...he was stuck with Prefect Luh.

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 A ping of fright surged through Prefect Tegara's spine as he recognized the two ships moving toward the asteroid cluster. They were both  Victory-Class Star Destroyers of the Rogue Empire...and were the Mist Twins! They were the only two craft so far that were deemed worthy by the Praetorite Vong. But strangely enough, the  Tempest Mist had not survived the battle.

 The ships show hostile intentions of they got close enough to fire their mechanical weapons the Yammosk war coordinator reported to the playing war master. He bit down his teeth distastefully trying to fight back his fear.

"The Worldship is safely away?" he asked this second yammosk demandingly. When he'd left the Worldship, he was worried that this smaller version of the great War Coordinator bred on the light cruiser would be less effective than that of the one from the Worldship. However it seemed to be proving its purpose.

The great craft was tucked behind the moon of Nar Shadda to hide from sensor frequencies and to remain out of visual sight of the Victory Star Destroyers, and had thus far been doing an excellent job.

"Perhaps we should launch the coral skippers," the Yuuzhan Vong prefect suggested, and briefly agreed with himself, sending thirty of the small craft orders to destroy the hostile craft. Quickly...they were launched...and were heading straight for the  Zealous Mist.

Siather

8 12:00am 17/02/02

"Sir hostile targets incoming from the moon. Sensor profile suggests Yuuzhan Vong fighters."

Siather grinned. Finally they showed themselves to him again he was going to make them sorry for the destruction of the former Tempest Mist.

"Send a message back to Despayre tell them we are engaging the Yuuzhan Vong. Also send a message to the Conquering Mist as well as the Raging Night Hammer tell them to be ready to come and help if we require it."

Siather studied his information on these Vong fighters quickly, the reports suggested they were not hyperspace capable but that could be wrong. If the information was correct it was likely they had a target on the far side of the moon from where the "Skips" had come from.

"Bring us about to face those skips, all fighters should engage at 4 per enemy target. All ships should fire lasers and ion cannons only don't bother with the missiles for now."

The Mist's came about facing the new target with the fighters holding close to the VSD's for until it was time to break off an engage.

"Give me a channel to all crew and pilots."

"Ready sir."

Siather considered his words carefully before saying anything.

"For some of you this is the first time you have met this enemy. They may operate in a different manner then us doesn't mean a thing. We are Rouge Imperial officers. For those of you that were at Jaminere, specifically those who were aboard the former Tempest Mist we have a score to settle. These things, these Yuuzhan Vong, have to learn that they picked a fight with the wrong people and that for that they will pay dearly. Go out today and prove our strength."

The Commodore shut down the transmission and studied the moon.

"Send a probe to the far side of the moon I want to know what is there."

The probe launched in past the skips. Hopefully they wouldn't catch on an pursue.........

Zhin Dwamor

9 8:34pm 17/02/02

They are moving into an attack formation Prefect Tegara the Yammosk reported telepathically as the Victory Star Destroyers began moving into a tight pursuit. It appears they launched a pair of scouts to the other side of the planet...they could find the worldship that way.

"They won't find the World Ship!" Tegara yelled suddenly, unaware of his yelling of course, but yelling nonetheless."Our grutchins will deal with them."

 Be advised not to be too conspicuous.

"For the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan!" he declared, totally ignoring the Yammosk's request. He did not care about conspicualty, he wanted to see the infidels slain, he wanted to get it done with quickly.

The Yammosk did not share his sentiments. Prefect Tegara know this before you lunge into combat, Warmaster Zhin worked very hard to be very secret about taking the planet so that we can move onto Nal Hutta next without interferance from powers such as the Rogue Empire. If you endanger this he and the gods will be most displeased.

"That is why we must kill them before they call for back up," Tegara reasoned, more to calm himself than to explain anything to the brain looking Yammosk. He watched as the Coral Skippers neared the Rogue Imperial vessels...

 For the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan.

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 The coral skippers soared him quickly and intimidatingly. The asteroid shaped figures plummeted from the asteroid field and already their plasma like blasts began sputtering onto the enemy fighters, the gravitational anomalies of the coral skippers' dovin basils already draining most of their shields.

"What the hell is going on? Where's my shields?" one of the TIE Defender pilots yelled moments before his ship crusted and exploded. TIEs were intelligantly going on four per skip, but they were not smart enough to stay on them, and the hot shot pilots there tended to go one on one with the skips. That was a fatal mistake.

One of the coral skippers, with Lera Nemane as the pilot, veered past the small skirmishes raging about, where one of his fellow Yuuzhan Vong had just been slain by the ferocious packs of infidels and their mechanical terrors.

Lera Nemane had managed to pick through the more veterans and find his way to the ones that were obviously underexperienced and eager to proove themselevs to their masters. One such was in a TIE Interceptor, according to the Yammosk. Using his thoughts, the yolick coral plasma blasters seered out more of the vicious lava goop at the TIE Interceptor, melting the solar panel off and then causing explosions within the small domed craft.

With the help of the Yammosk War Coordinator, the flights and crews were symbient, they moved in one fluid motion. They were perfect, as if they'd been training their whole lives and trusted each other, predictnig their actions. Plasma rained down on the fighters, and for everyone one Coral Skipper shot down by the quad groups, three more were evaporated.

 For the glory of Yun-Yuuzhan.

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 The Hutt let out another deep throated laughter at Talyk Shrar, the previous day's negotiations had gone quite well, but today they were doing the opposite infact. Instead the Hutt was very reluctant to everything the executor had to say.

"Silly Vong, you think I will give  you power of Nar Shadda?" another long, drawn out laugh came from Secabba the Hutt, only seering the rage already building inside the Yuuzhan Vong who had gone without masquer today.

"I intend to assist the Hutts if they intend to assist  me," he barked back angrily, clenching his fists impatiently.

"And I intend to keep my power little alien," Secabba retorted, resting his green, sluggish body easily against his cementlike seat. "I have no reason to give it to you."

"I'm not asking you to  give me the power, but to allow the Yuuzhan Vong to penetrate the Mon Cals at Ylesia and Nal Hutta to allow mutual power to drain within."

"Why should I believe you Vong?"

"Why shouldn't you?"

 The Hutt was forced to stop and think about that for a moment...if the Hutts were known for one thing it certainly was not intelligance. "My point exactly, you must trust the Praetorite Vong, we will lead an insetiable uprising and war against the Mon Cals, winning back your space, by that time the Yuuzhan Vong will have no need for Hutt space and will leave peacefully."

"I see....I suppose it could work...but do  not fail me Vong, I do not like failure."

 Minions of Yun-Yuuzhan never fail, slug.

Siather

10 4:19am 18/02/02

"Commodore the fighters are struggling."

"Have any fighters that have shields shunt all the power from them to their weapons and engines so they can sap those that extra speed out and recharge their lasers quicker. I want make sure they know that they are to be working in flights of 4 and engaging the enemy at 4 to 1 if possible."

The comm officer started barking orders to the squadron commanders. Siather studied the attack pattern and then took at the information from the scouts. One had been destroyed the other was being attacked. That in his mind confirmed that the Vong had something to hide on the other side of the moon.

"Take us and the Tempest Mist toward the other side of that moon firing all weapons on the skips as we do. Also call in the Conquering Mist and request that the Raging Night Hammer join us as soon as it possibly can just in case we have more then we can handle."

The comm officer hurriedly got back to sending the messages.

Defender flight 2 of Alpha squadron were fairing the best against the Skips. They had downed 2 skips so far but there were many to go. They picked up on a skip and started following. Two defenders broke off from the follow and looped around to either side quickly speeding pass the slower craft. The 2 TIE Defenders turned and started firing at the front of the skip, it in turn started projecting "black holes" toward them. The other two Defenders took advantage and opened fire on the back of the skip ripping it to peices. Since this tactic seemed to be working well for now the pilots transmitted information back to the Zealous Mist on the tactic.

"Some of the Fighters have discovered a tactic that is effective against these enemies. It isn't like to be useful for to long though."

The Gand glanced at the information and grinned.

"So simple, yet effective. That is always the way." He thought to himself.

"Transmit that information to all the pilots and have them commence use of it immediately."

Captain Reiddy on board the VSD mk II Conquering Mist received the message from its sister ship the Zealous Mist. She was at Nar Shadda investigating some of the "trade" in that sector and also was there to evaluate the plausibility of a planetary takeover. The Zealous and Tempest Mist were engaging the enemy known as Yuuzhan Vong. Reiddy read the message over carefully and then set to work. He looked at their current position it wouldn't take long to get to Nar Shadda but every second was likely to count considering what the Yuuzhan Vong had done to the previous Tempest Mist.

"Prepare for a hyperspace jump to the Nar Shadda system. All fighters are to start preparing for launch 10 minutes before we exit hyperspace. Transmit a reply to the Zealous Mist before we enter."

The message was sent and with that the newly constructed Conquering Mist jumped into hyperspace to join the famous "Mists" in combat.

On board the ASSD Raging Night Hammer Captain Marks sat in his command chair reading over the message sent from the Zealous Mist. He considered the words carefully before he started issuing orders.

"Inform the Commodore that we will join him as soon as possible. Our current mission takes precident."

The comm officer started sending off the message to the Zealous Mist.

"Sir the Conquering Mist is on her way. The Raging Night Hammer has to complete her previous mission before she joins us but will come as soon as they can."

"Excellent, how are our fighters doing?"

"The new tactic is working well, they have eliminated 10 skips since they started using it. That leaves the enemy at a total of 17 remaining. We have unfortunatly taken some losses as well but we are now able to engage the enemy at 5 to 1 because of the number of enemy losses."

"How are we and the Tempest Mist fairing so far."

"Shields at full still on both ships, the skips are more concerned with our fighters for the moment."

"Good, good. Bring us to a full stop and swing us around to fire all weapons on the skips. I want them all destroyed before the Conquering Mist returns. Open fire as soon as we present the optimal attack angle for the majority of the skips. Inform all fighters that there is a revision to their tactic now if they have missiles. Tell them to use the same basic tactic but instead of firing their lasers from at the back of the skips they 1 of the two should fire a missile it will speed things up."

The comm officer aboard the Zealous Mist got to back to work. The "Twin Mists" swung around and began concentrating more fire on the skips.

Vong losses

13 skips

TRE losses

4 TIE Fighter
2 TIE Interceptor
3 TIE Bombers
1 TIE Defender
1 TIE Advanced

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