The picture of the Damorian Manufacturing Corporations's emblem, the carrack cruiser disappeared, replaced by the corporation's president, Scottie Gill.

"Today is a glorious day. Thanks to some information from my Defense Comander I have realised that The Jutraalian Empire, an Empire that supports terrorists needs to be stopped. Therefor I have mobolized part of my defense fleet to free the citizens of Chandrilla from the terrorists of the Jutraalian Empire. The fleet ahs arrived, and has sent a warning to the EMpire. If they resist our forces that come to defend the citizens and capture the terrorists we will be forced to respodn in a similar manner. They will be destroyed, while we move in to help provide defense and jobs to the citizens who have been forced to live with the consenquences of the Empire and their terrorists, which have staged many attacks against the citizens. In the past other groups have tried, with no success to free these citizens. A coalition of Mon Calamari, Iron Fist and Chimeran fleets attacked the Empire, tyring to destroy the Eclipse Star Destroyer they were constructing before it was put to use. Unfortunatly their attack was crushed. This time with the Empire thrown into disarray we have taken this chance to free those citizens. This time they will be freed. We do not intend to fail, and will succeed at any cost. But we will not hinder or damage anything belonging to the citizens, we will only damage the Empire's ships. The citizens will be free."

The camera fades in to show the populace outside watching as the battleships fly overhead of their home, what had been their homes for years.

"What the hell?" one asked.

"What are they doing?"

"It's going to be a battle!"

"Why?!"

"Those greedy @#%$ want to destroy our way of life!"

A reporter comes to then bearing a microphone and solemn expression.

"Yes, it is indeed true. Enemy forces have indeed come out of hyperspace over our planet, but fortunately the Jutraalian Empire has moved in to intercept these hostiles.

"Forever Chandrila has stood by the Jutraalian Empire, since Emperor Fearsons overthrew the tyrant Gaven and his Black Dragon Fleet we have lived happily with little taxes and perfect lives - or nearly. We have had our run of issues, all governments do, but now we are attempting to be run down, to lose our way of lives by these...pagans.

"What ever happened to diplomacy these days? I am Richter Orland and I shall be here covering the news and outbreak of this...horrid turn of events."

Shots are seen being exchanged between the battleships in the skies.

"May the Force be with us."