The Rebel Faction

The tiny shuttle exited hyperspace and emerged into realspace in the blink of an eye. The craft sat approximetly five hundred thousand clicks outside the planet. The shuttle was crewed by the full crew as well as a twelve man honor guard for the most honorable man aboard, a Major by the name of Ecks.

The Major had a purpose, he had been sent to find an Imperial Admiral, from the New Order of course, and set up an alliance to form bonds to fight a common enemy: the Outter-rim Soverignty, a backwards collection of planets that harbor terrorists and give them power.

A collection of terrorists who had attacked the Hargeeva and had interfered at Kessel, none shall be spared from the wrath of Farfalen, a purely militaristic faction, once Zen's fleet in the Jutraalian Empire, they had seen countless engagements all over the galaxy. Coupled with all the Stormtroopers one would ever need.

"This is Farfalen shuttle X5. Anybody home?" The shuttle, sat and waited for the Imperial response.

"Thank you. Meteora." Major Ecks singalled to his pilot and the shuttle began the long trip to the star destroyer, later to land in bay five. When the shuttle touched ground, the honor guard decended from the rear, followed by Ecks, awaiting their hostess.

"Captain Trinity," he nodded, "We have a lot to discuss. Is there any place a bit more private?"