The Rebel Faction

Star Nova, Flight Tower

The Flight Officer had been clearing marine shuttles for so long he barely heard a Trandoshan female's voice over the incoming communications line. He gestured to another officer who flipped through the various flight monitors, and soon found where the transmission was coming from.

"Alert Medical that we have a fighter coming in requesting a medical team!" The flight officer shouted. They all watched one of the monitors as the fighter drifted on and off the flight line, coming toward the bay.

"Bring up the crash net," The flight officer ordered.

On the deck mechanics and marine's scrambled to get to cover, knowing full well that there might be a crash, medical personnel huddled behind a crash barrier, waitiing for the fighter to land.

In the tower several of the officers responsible for guiding pilots watched; they tried to bark orders but got no response, either the pilot had blacked out or wasn't able to hear them.

They all watched as the fighter suddenly disappeared below the bay doors; everyone tensed and waited, suddenly the fighter sped upward and into the bay, then slammed onto the flight deck, ripping the landing gear off and sending the fighter sliding down the bay, sparks flew in various directions as the fighter kept on down the bay until it was stopped by the crash net.

Everyone waited, but saw no movement, the medical team then moved out from behind crash barrier and over to the fighter. One of them pulled a lever that blew the cockpit canopy clear off and behind, landing with a loud metallic 'clang'

The medic's noticed that the pilot had blacked out; they removed the pilot and placed them on the stretcher before taking them to medical.

In the tower, the flight officer let out a sigh of relief. "That fighter looks damaged, but it is servicable," someone said. The rest of the officers nodded and went back to work, "In form Lavality that Asri had arrived, but she is being taken to medical." The flight officer said, another nodded to relay the message.

Headquarters, Station

Much of the fighting had died down in the bay; Monik and his security detail had rushed the conning tower and disposed of the marines that had been trying to seal off the bay.

Elsewhere the fighting had also died down; much of Miknaks forces had been isolated from the weapon stores, and others had given up after marine's from the Star Nova landed.

Outside the base, a Crescent Reten fighter had been spotted leaving the base, but was quickly destroyed by the Star Nova, if anyone had been paying attention though they'd had noticed that this particuler fighter had 'appeared' in space shortly before it was destroyed.

"I see..." Lavality said as she listened in on the damage reports. "Looks like it'll be weeks, perhaps months before this place will return to normal." She said with a sigh and placed the headset down on the panel.

A knock came to the door of the gunships communications room, Lavality blinked and opened it to find Monik standing there. "How are things progressing?"

"Most of the fighting has subsided, we've got pockets of resistance though in certain areas, but all vitals have been secured. One of our marine patrols found the bodies of six generals in the conference." Monik said.

Lavality sighed. "My.. what a pity... and here I was hoping to take them out for dinner.." she smirked. Monik chuckled, "Uh huh... dinner with poison in their food I bet."

She smiled before turning her attention to the communications gear that just lit up. She pressed her ear to the headset and listened, "seems Asri has made it..." she said and continued to listen, hearing that she was taken to medical. "The Star Nova's medical facility's are great, but not as great as the ones here. Is a path to medical clear?"

"Medical was isolated from combat, in fact, most of the medics didn't even know what was going on until my security detail arrived and set up a defense perimeter, we've already checked the medics, all of them are clean and loyal." Monik said, Lavality nodded and relayed an order to the Star Nova to have Asri transferred to the medical facility on the station.

Several minute's later a shuttle arrived carrying the unconcious Asri, marines took up positions in and around the medics to make sure no one tried anything. When she arrived in the station medical office, the doctors went to work. "Let me know when she wakes up," Lavality said before leaving the room.

The doctors looked at each other, "you'd think we would want to stay here."

"She's got a lot to worry about; we still have pockets of resistance scattered throughout the base." Monik said as he gestured for four of his men to stay alert.

Lavality was on deck fourteen when word came to her that the doctor was looking for her. She was looking at how much damage was done to the deck, ignoring the 'obvious' damage done by Asri.

When she walked into the briefing room, a grin went across the face. The room smelled of copper, behind her two privates covered their mouths. "Whats the smell..." one commented.

"Blood, and a lot of it. Brief through your mouth," she said as she walked into the room and inspected the corpses. No tags.... guess Asri removed them... she said to herself as she stood back up.

After looking over the other bodies she left the briefing room and made her way down the hallway and to the secondary elevator, the one she rode up on, the doors then parted to reveal the doctor. "Ma'am!" the doctor said and handed her a report.

She looked over the report; her eyes switching from surprise and worry. "How is she doing?"

"she's stable right now, but it could've been much worse." He said and she nodded. "Keep monitoring her, when shes able to get up and walk around let me know..."

The doctor looked past her; he noticed the destroyed storage door. "Any here that needs medical attention?"

"Nope..." Lavality just said and walked into the elevator, the doctor joined her a few seconds later. She punched the bottom that would take her two decks up, the doctor punched the bottom for the medical deck.

In her quarters, Lavality decided to take a hot shower, she knew her 'rebellion' was a success and that she had managed to take her organization back. While she took a shower she flipped a switch on her communitor, she listened to the incoming reports of similar rebellions taking place on several of her bases and even two stations.

She even got word that the security detail aboard the colony stations had arrested several Miknak Supporters; and promptly disposed of them.

Now she waited and hoped that Asri would be ok; but something turned in her gut she couldn't help but feel that something terrible had just happened.

The hydroponics bay was peaceful, quiet, devoid of any life other than that of plants and herself. She stared at a specific plant that swayed in the wind being generated by a near by fan.

It had been roughly a day since Asri had undertaken the mission, and succeeded. The six generals were dead, and the organization's assets had been brought together, already numerious rogue ships had rejoined, their captains realizing the mistake they had made.

The station was already undergoing repairs; during the revolt, or riots as some call it, numerious areas of the station had been damaged, luckily nothing to severe.

She was about to leave the bay when a message came to her that a status request was made on Asri; apperently someone on Trandosha wanted to know how she was doing, she didn't need to be told 'who' was making the request though.

"I'll take it in my quarters..." she said and made her way to her command quarters, on her ship she had three different quarters. Her private, her command, and her public quarters, each one had various uses.

In her quarters she read the message and let out a sigh. "I guess I have no choice.... I don't want to tell him... but he isn't easy to lie to." She said and started typing up a response.

Good Day, Lord Trazu.

I wish I was sending a more pleasant report, but sadly that isn't the case. While Asri was very successful, it came with a cost. She developed an infection, an allergic reaction to the armor she was wearing. In the words of our doctor 'she was carrying her own death on her person' she's ok now though, as she is healing and getting better.

Once Asri's condition improves I'll make plans to head back to Trandosha, but until then the best I can assure you is that shes ok.

There's... something else I must inform you about, not about Asri, but something else... I will tell you, Sha'tor Rissonik and Counculor Naosha when I arrive.. hell.. perhaps everyone on the clan grounds should hear but I'll leave that up to the Sha'tor when I inform him.

Either way, once Asri's condition gets better, or perhaps she wakes up, I'll be on my way. Take care

-Grand Admiral Lavality Serendivus

With that she ended the message and sent it on to the station in orbit over Trandosha. "What will Trazu do.. when I inform him that the Empire has taken Naboo... that the government surrendered... damn.. what about Silonik...." She suddenly remembered hearing that back when she was at the academy, that name had come to mind.

"God... I hope they made it off the planet..." Lavality said.

Captain Notem, commander of the defense forces flagship 'Eritense' stood watching the sensor screens.

"Nothing?" He asked, his sensor officer shook his head. "Things are clear."

"Great lets-" He said before the bridge was bathed in red warning lights. The onboard AI suddenly came alive with a warning, ~Warning! Unknown ship detected!~

Notem looked at his sensor officer, who in turn went back to active and deep active scanning, sure enough a ship appeared. "It's a shuttle craft, unknown design, but I can't determine whether it is friend or foe.." the officer said.

"Doesn't matter, red and blue squadrons, have them inspect that ship." Notem said, he watched another viewer as two squads left the small carriers flight bays, the squad was a mixture of almost every known fighter to date, minus the latest.

The squad leaders dodged asteriods as they went; while keeping their weapons on low just in case.

"Alrighty people, stay sharp." One of the two squad leaders said as they flew around an asteriod and spotted the shuttle, it was moving in a way that told them that it wasn't here by choice.

The fighters flew over, under, and around the shuttle, before turning around and coming to a stop.

Back on his carrier, Notem watched and nodded. "A shuttle craft.. any idea where it originated?"

"Nope.. they appeared to suddenly.. our triangulation probes couldn't determine where they had left," his sensor officer said with a sigh. "Very well, open a channel to the shuttle craft."

"Channel open," Said communications.

Notem cleared his throat before speaking. "This is Captain Notem, of the Serendivus Defense Carrier 'Eritense', state your name and business."

Now for the wait...

***

Lavality had just sat down when she sensed something in the force; it was a jolt that told her that someone else with the force as their ally was near by.

On the stations command bridge is where she discovered that one of the stations patrol fleets found a drifting shuttle. She watched the image provided by a camera drone, the shuttle was now surrounded by fighters from the Eritense.

"I'm not sensing any ill intentions from that shuttle... but...." Lavality said to herself and folded her arms.

Notem growled. "A likely ploy..." he said and was about to give the order to his fighters to fire when the Grand Admiral intervened on another communications channel.

~Lone Ranger, this is Grand Admiral Lavality Serendivus, please stand by while a supply ship is launched to tractor your ship to our base.~

Notem growled. "How can see trust the words of that pilot.. for all 'she' knows they may have explosives on board!" He said.

~Thats true, they might. But I don't sense any malice from them, Captain Notem Warten~

He felt his gut twist, he hadn't realized that, while he had closed the communications line to the ship, he had accidently lef the fleet line open. "My... apologize's ma'am..." he said relunctantly.

In the distance a ship suddenly appeared going at high speed; it racked the side of the carrier at such a way that the carrier shuddered and listed to port. "DAMN PILOT JOCKEYS!" Notem shouted as his helmsman wristled control over the ship.

When the small medium sized fight vessel arrived it locked on two tractor beams and slowly began to pull the ship toward the base. The fighters that were around it followed in formation, some using reverse thrusters so they where facing the opposide directions they where going.

As the group passed the carrier; the carrier then took up an escort position behind the Lone Ranger, allowing the fighters that had been using reverse thrust to suddenly spin around and fly straight.

Lavality watched from another viewscreen as the tractor ship passed the first line of defense, a ring of platforms comprised of missile, laser and straff cannons. At first the gunner stared at the Lone Ranger but then repositioned themselves to face forward and scan the area.

The small fighter continued through the winding trial that lead to HQ. As they neared base the bath got narrower and narrower, finally the fighter had to disengage tractor control and use it's magnetic clamps to get the transport through. "Remind me to talk to the admiral about widening this path..." The pilot of the tractor ship said as he looked up at the asteriods that were fairly close to him.

After a hair raising flight they came out and into view of the station. As the ship continued through two Crescent Reten fighters approuched them, after a brief stop the flight continued.

"This is supply officer Cres, to flight control. Request permission to land." Cres said as he piloted the ship around the station, his fighter escort began to fly away one by one, the last fighter gave him a thumbs up through the cockpit before flying off.

~Supply Officer Cres, Land in Docking Bay 65.~

"Bay 65?..... that's the admirals personel bay..." Cres said. "Roger flight control"

He flew the ship toward the bottom of the station; that area was dark and had almost completely covered the bay he was tasked with landing in. Finally several green 'orbs' appeared in space in front of the bay, signifying that he was cleared.

With a smooth turn he guided his ship into the bay and down the long tube; he kept going further into the station until finally he came upon a large door.

A hissing sound shread around him as the door behind closed and the small bay he was in pressured with oxygen, then the door in front of him parted and he continued into the bay 64. He looked through the bottom viewer and saw the grand admiral standing with her arms folded.

The flight was nearly over; he snapped his wrist to the right and brough the craft around, then descended toward the deck below. When the transport was on the deck he disengaged the magnetic clamps and flew up and toward another tunnel, this one would take him 'back' to the bay he was flown out of. With a salute to the grand admiral, he disappeared into the tunnel.

Lavality smiled. I can sense them better now... she said and waited for them to come out.