The Rebel Faction

The abolishers were well protected within the fleet. The fire from the ships made some damage but the ships had prepared to fire on enemy cloaked ships and now did so. The Hapan battle dragons each fired all weaponry on the enemy ships. 40 turblasers and 40 Ion canons fired on the craft. Fighter craft turned several squads of defenders and schimters launch salvos of torps at the vessels.

Some of the dinifet cruisers are disabled in the initial response by the fleet due to Ionic fire. Others were approaching total shieding shut down.

The fleets own dinifet Cruisers cloaked themselves allong with the phantom squads. taking position away from the fighting as back up.

ESD again charges the superlaser and takes aim at the next target. Those turrets that are in line to fire on the enemy Dinifet cruisers are firing on them.


Damage-

1 ISD destroyed(super laser)
36 fighters(super laser)

Dinifet cruisers- number of unknown
-several damaged now from concentrated barrage.
-sheilds either failed or begining to fail.
-1 or 2 knockout of commision due to heavy Ion fire

The Eclipse Star Destroyer, other wise known as <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, was done charging the incredible super laser. The bridge was silent...everyone held their breath as they saw the chronometer sink down to its last phase of numbers. It was rigged with zeros...it was now time. Hinderson could barely find the words in his mouth.

"F-Fire!" he yelled, watching out the bridge of his new Star Destroyer, bracing himself as the entire ship kicked from the massive shot. It was a perfectly aimed shot at the enemy MC200...then the hull literally...disappeared behind the flames. There was another kill for the Rogue Empire, and one less Mon Cal ship to worry about.

"Ok men, we're not down here, let's finish them off before actually seizing the planet," Hinderson ordered as the Star Destroyer positioned itself between the oncoming craft from bothe sides, there was the one remaining Mon Cal 200 coming from the port, with what was left of the scattered craft at the starboard. The Mon Cal troops were now going in for a desperate last ditch attack on the Eclipse Star Destroyer.

Turbo lasers mixed with ion cannons began tearing the frigates to the starboard apart until finally the first one gave way and exploded, just like the other cruisers, and it decipated into nothingess. The enemy Mon Cal Cruiser's shields to began to give way and it was now fully exposed to an attack.

Hinderson lifted the commlink, just as the super laser began charging once again. "Attention Mon Cal forces, issue your surrender at once or suffer the wrath of the Rogue Empire," he yelled angrily...the super laser would be ready to fire soon.

Wyldan could hear the explosions al around him, he was losing his precious ship...the Matter. His lip was twitching with rage and desire to defeat the Alliance was coursing through his veins. With both hands slamming down on one of the consoles in the Star Destroyer and the several escape pods getisaning...he knew there was only one choice left.

"Conducting evasive manuevers, all craft prepare to-" that same enlisted soldier was trying to order what would normally be a smart manuever...but the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Matter<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> was about to explode. Everyone in the bridge was doomed.

"Cancel that order," Wyldan shouted, pressing in several commands on that same console he was smashing. The Star Destroyer was spinning directly toward the enemy Eclipse, the entire frame decimating and spinning out of control. It was nearing the bridge, and the lasers from the enemy ship were only killing more on the decks.

The combusted flame was still spinning toward the bridge, it was almsot there, launching their beloved torpedos all throughout the enemy. Of course it was impossible to analyze the specimens, being as the only symptom would be a heart that suffered implosion...and all shreds of the virus are eliminated after the specimen dies off. The missiles tucked themselves into the seventeen kilometer ship.

"DIE YOU ALLIANCE BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDS!" Wyldan screamed as the ship plunged into the enemy bridge, tearing off the shields and causing massive explosions all amongst it. The enemy bridge was decimated, there was no way it could hope to salvage. But the Imperial Star Destroyer <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Matter<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->...was destroyed and the great Admiral Wyldan whom had faught in so many courageous battles, whom had been there at the emperor's side at more than one time...was now slain. The first capital ship of the Rogue Empire...had been lost.




The Star Destroyer Rage was silent...they were completely quiet. The first Rogue Imperial Star Destroyer had been destroyed...and the pain of the thousands now slain was begnining to edge into the personnel there. A tear formed on Captain Gredeem's eye...his good friend Admiral Wyldan had just been slain.

"NOOOOOO!" he suddenly screamed as it rammed into the bridge, and the entire ship went into panic. There would have been some chance for Wyldan to escape had he not been the hero...again.

He was dead...there were thousands dead now. He wanted to withdraw now...he wanted to flee back to Despayre...but the enemy Interdictors prevented that. Perhaps if they began fleeing? But his hopes returned as allied ships began jumping in everywhere, seven kilos away, but charging in fast...it was the First Rogue Imperial Fleet coming in fast. Gasps of horror turned to cries of joy as Emperor Fearsons' personal fleet was moving in fast, the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> leading the several warships against the Alliance.

In no time at all they had nano jumped and were almost there...already missiles were crashing into the Eclipse.

"Attention Logan, this is Emperor Chadwick R. Fearsons, surrender at once or feel the wrath of the Rogue Empire!" was transmitted throughout all channels...the attack force was here.


OOC:

BTW, your bridge is infact decimated, if Logan was in it, he could easily have escaped as the SD was en route...that fact will not change.

Fearsons' lips twitched similarly to that the captain of the Rage's, his hands wavering behind his back as they were clasped. Two Star Destroyers already destroyed, but with this awesome war fleet incoming...they had literally no hope. Fearsons was a Jedi...there was no way he could catch him off guard.

"Call in the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->...if things get hairy we'll need her super laser," Fearsons ordered, watching the enemy Eclipse begin moving toward the First Fleet. Already both sides were nearly upon each other, the starfighters blasting madly on either side.

"Sir, report from the Ravenblade II, they're ready to fire their Impulse Cannon!" one of the persons aboard the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> reported, holding the speaker in his ear. Fearsons grinned and watched as the new <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Galactic<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-Class Star Destroyer opened fire on the enemy Eclipse. The enormous cannon on the mount sped forward and rammed itself into the enormous seventeen thousand meter ship. Tiny implosions were seen all over the Star Destroyer, disabling the entire fore section of the craft. Fearsons grinned.

"Excellent men!" Fearsons congratulated as several rockets began pounding into the enemy abolishers now from the Redemption Cruisers.

As they were doing so...one of the Abolishers caved in on itself, exploding and making it all the more possible to enter hyperspace. The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> as well had begun opening fire on the enemy super laser...and shields were read to be at 25%.

"Sir, if we can get some torpedos into that super laser, we'll knock it right out," the helmsman reported, Fearsons grinned excitedly. Perhaps Wyldan's sacrafice would pay off...




The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand's<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> super laser had aimed and taken one mroe shot at the enemy forces, taking down the last MC200. It, just like the others, exploded, leaving nothing but a former frame.

"What's that?" Hinderson asked the commsman who had just blirted some jibberish.

"Sir, Fearsons himself is requesting that we jump to Mylock IV to assist in a battle against the Alliance...but we must jump in no closer than 7, no wait 4 kilometers."

"I see...well initiate the jump to hyperspace then..." Hinderson responded, stroking his hands together eagerly. The Mon Cal were all but defeated now, all that was left was the mopping up...all true capital ships were already destroyed, all that were left were support craft. The enormous craft known as the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Death's Hand<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> rotated itself quickly...and jumped.





<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START-->Losses:<!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END-->
TNA: 1x Abolisher Cruiser (ESD is losing shields)
MCF: MC200 Cruiser, 50% of fighters down thus far

5 droid ramships
1 thrust ship drop out of hyper space on the vector that the

ESD would have come from. So the path was defended from attacks from with out their formation but not from within. The Ramships took full advantage of the surprise of the enemy fleet. Three took aim at imperial ISD's. taking heavy fire as they engaged their booster engines.
-REsponse


The last two fired their boosters sending them carrening among the fleet.

One Aimed at a Interdictor.
-Response.

Aimed directly for a victory class star ssd and two corvette escorts.
-response

A volley from the super laser took out a ISD as the ramships came out of hyper space.

The Arc hammer severally damaged the fleet formed up to form a barracade of fighters and capitol ships spiting fire and torps at any ships that came in range.

Loses-

1 ISD