The Rebel Faction

Ensign Mark Twain was in charge of guarding the engineering room, and had with him four naval troopers. Most reports had the enemy infiltrators heading for the bridge, but they did not want to take any chances, so they had decided to seal the doors to the engineering room, and could only be opening by palm recognition. The ensign was sitting down near the door when the palm recognizer beeped acceptance. He looked up, and gaped. There was the top half of Major Joren, his body sliced off from the waist below, a tall figure behind him, one hand holding onto the Major's scalp, the other one releasing it's hold on the Major's hand. Mark's first and last reaction was to pull his sidearm out and fire a shot at the figure, which simply moved the corpse to block. Then, it dropped the dead torso, revealing his right hand, which had dropped down to it's waist to pull out a blaster rifle, now pointed at Mark. The blaster flashed, and Mark felt hot pain stab him in the chest. He glanced down to see a first sized hole in his chest cavity. He was still looking at the hole as he toppled out of the chair, dying as he hit the grating below.

Discarding the blaster rifle, Judicious Kraken pulled out his lightsaber, and ignited it, the ruby scarlet blade making a sharp contrast to the green glow of the engine drive room. Another trooper came around a row of consoles to the right. He sliced his ligthsaber to the right, sending a shower of sparks out from the consoles and a spray of blood from the trooper's headless neck. As he advanced into the room, another guard came around the central cylinder in the room. Jude dropped backwards to the deck and kicked upwards with his feet, catching the fomerly occupied chair and sending it at the trooper as blaster bolts burned the air where he had been standing. The trooper lowered his blaster and use a forearm to block the chair aside. As he brought his rifle back into line, a single shot from the Ensign's sidearm exploded his skull cavity, sending brain fragments to the grating as the guard collapsed with gurgling noises. Judicous stood up and looked around the hangar bay, but he could not find any more guards or personnel for that matter. As he crossed the room, moving around banks of drives, cores, and batteries, he came to a wide open door leading the other direction out of the hangar bay. He shut the door and locked it, then, de-activating his lightsaber, he began typing into a holo-console, bringing up several schematics and blue prints of the various machinery located here, as well as what parts of the ship it affected. He activated his comlink. "Jude here, I have taken control of the engineering room. I can now cut power or systems to any part of the ship when requested." he said.

"Well that, my dear, is the twenty million credit question." They moved quickly down several steps, their path largely unhamped by crewmen and soldiers as the computers were telling the ship's compliment Perrin and his companion were elsewhere.

They had reached the bottom and saw that the blastdoors into the weapons room was open with voices coming from within.

"Helm is stabilizing. Targeting the frigate!"

"Remember, use all tubes. We do not want any trace of the ship or the Sith aboard!"


The Sith stepped into the room and immediately struck. Perrin hurled his saber at a soldier sitting at targeting consol impaling him to his chair from behind.

The weapons room erupted as the momentary shock vanished. Everyone began to pull out sidearms shouting to each other.


"Now, we may decimate them!" Perrin called to Dehoir. By the looks of it, the Sith woman needed no urging and was already in the act.