The Disruptor -class Star destroyer Hoth's Sorrow, popped out of hyperspace the last bit of water being forced from a hole in a dam. On its left, ten Ghost -class cruisers. On its right, eleven.

Aboard the Hoth's Sorrow were several weapons inspectors, several hundred. The Captain of the Sorrow sent a communique to the Winger space authority.

"Emperor Fearsons wishes to inspect all man, machine, and like-wise of the Winger Mining Corporation , to insure that they are not creating weapons of mass destruction. Should, you be creating them, speak now and no harm will come. Should you lie, a declaration of war will be made most promptly.

Myn glanced at the officer. So the Jutraalian Empire was making inpections to see if anybody was making weapons of mass destruction. Luckily he was not, unless they counted ships to defend his planets as weapons of mass destruction.

"This is Myn Winger. We welcome your search and declare weare not making weapons of mass destruction, unless you certify that capital ships such as Aegis Star Cruiser and Star Destroyers are weapon of mass destruction. We are only building them to defend our planets, against pirate and other peopel of the fringe who wish to take our minerals or harm our people. I have also noticed that you have not yet opened negotiations with us for more Hibridium Ore yet, I was wondering if you wish to discuss that at this time, since I seem to have a clear day ahead of me."

Myn finished the transmittion.

"Allow all Jutraalian personel into any areas they require, but if they try to take anythign without my permission, stop them at all costs."

The miners and mining droids came out of the tunnels, to allow Jutraalian Officials in, to do inpections, and nothing more.

"Allow all Jutraalian personel into any areas they require, but if they try to take anythign without my permission, stop them at all costs."

Rune nodded as his Commander in Chief spoke, a strange sensation of frusteration overcoming him. The Jutraalian Empire seemed to be on a high horse these days.... Something that he felt was a threat not only to the Mining Corproation, but to the Peace, and Prosperity of the Galaxy.

Dressed in his finest formal uniform, a white Naval uniform decorated with metals, and pins, Rune made his way to the Docking Bays, awaiting the arrival of the inspectors. Though his frusteration remained internal, a smile conceling his true feelings, he would do just as he was commanded. Defend Winger Mining Corporation, at all costs.

"Also all troops do not make any actions without first asking me."

Myn sent another message to the troops, as an after thought. Then he sent a message to the Jutraalian commander.

"While we are willing to allow your inspectors to inspect everything and we are willing to make business deal with you, we will not allow you to just take our products, or allow you to tell us who we can or can not sell to, but we will look at your suggestions and debate if it is good for our company. If you take anything without permission, my troops will open fire on you."

Myn wanted this point to be very clear, as he woudl nto let anything get in the way of business.

The Captain ordered his inspectors to there various places. Some to the ships, some to the ground. Many to foundry plants and factories. Including drive yards. The Captain also listened to the message someone inside the WMC had given. With a simple order he had an open channel with the man.

"That wasn't a threat was it?"

"That wasn't a threat was it?"

"That was not threat. It was a warning. Winger Mining Corporation does not allow thieves, we will sell you our ore at a discount price though. I was think two shieldships would be nice for the next standard month. We can transfer the information about statistics for them to you if you want. You will have the same price every month for every ore, 1000m per ore per month."

Myn finished the message. He had not wanted to start a battle, he did not make threats. He only gave warnings, so battles could be avoided. This was his way. Every unauthorised vehicle in WMC space was giving a chance to declare their purpose, or chances to leave. If they didn't, well consequences might happen, but diplomacy was always first. He would not invade systems held by other corporations, he would try to get things diplomaticly.

"You are unwise to question the Jutraalian might. You see, you are in no place to demand anything. In fact, you should be begging us to let you live."

"We were not demanding anything, we were offering our price, which we could negotiate. Winger Mining Corporation does not make threats or demand anything."

Myn sighed. This Jutraalian Commander was obviously looking for a fight, but Myn wasn't going to give it to him, not unless the whole Winger Mining Corporation setup was at stake.

"All ships power up shields, weapons and engines, the Jutraalians might want to make it a fight. All troops watch inspectors carefully."

Shields powered up, then engines glowed and finally the weapons primed themselves. The battle would begin soon if the Jutraalians pressed.

The Trade Federation Warfleet exited Hyperspace on the opposite side of the planet, having not only observed, and intercepted the messages being sent back and fourth, but been somewhat angered at the Jutraalian responce to the small faction's simple request.

"This is Admiral Mottie, of the Trade Federation to the Jutraalian Flagship. The Federation is interested in knowing what your business in this system is, as Winger Mining Corporation is a friend and ally of the Trade Federation."

A channel opened to the Federation "war" fleet. "The Jutraalian's business is that of its own. Stand down and leave, or taste our steel." The Captain stated as he ordered a cominique to be sent to Lord Admiral Zen.

"His majesty, Lord Emperor Feasons shall be arriving within the hour to personally inspect the facilities of the Winger Mining Corporation and any conflicts against the Jutraalian Empire will be met with Extreme prejudice. "