The Modified Trillion aggressor approached The point of impact of a meteor the Droid C4 was nearing the sight of a crater. His tacticle and reasoning programs developed while hunting sith all this time he saw that this could well be a sith trick. But he was not going to tell the TNA about it just yet. He had two true enemys these days the Sith and recently the vong.

After a encounter with the beings he set out to modifiy him self to face them. Now he was a amalgamation of vong tech and technology. Adorned with cybernetically altered crab armor, Amphistaffs, along with his internal yasimarri he was a formidable being in the organic sense. Even his ship was modified to use dovin bassals. The sith would rule the day he ever arrived here.

OOC: What type of ISD?

OOC Imperial-Class, duh

Commander Morduk had only recently become the vice of the Rogue Imperial Imperial-Class Star Destroyer Glory, but so far was doing an excellent job at his duties. Little in the likes of provisions and turbo laser alignments had been overlooked, and even then the crew had grown an affinity...and empathy toward him.

Even now into the potential heart of battle, the men were ready to follow with Glandor, as well as Commander Morduk. He stroked his hands together delightfully, and watched from the gangway in the bridge as the fighters moved in similar alignments amongst each other.

If the fight had to be taken...then so it would. With Glandor directing the potential counter measures, and evasive actions. This left the communicating to Morduk.

Stroking the comm unit as he would a newly born babe, he smild as the "click" confirmed his response uplink with the New Alliance.

"Attention New Alliance officials, this is Commander Morduk of the Rogue Imperial Navy, and I am here under official order of the emperor himself. We thank you for ceasing the attack by the pirates, and are here to recover our lost merchandise, and crew. We will hold our fire until such a time as our crews retake the ship, and your men unloaded. If this cannot be accomplished, Wayland will be taken in retaliation."

Almanian forces stand ready to handle the TRE forces. Awaiting their leave.

--On planet.--

2 squadrons of strike class fighters converge on the Two figher ships. After the innitial volly the two ships were destroyed.

Setting down near the crater the droid detects life signs. He disgorges his crew of droids. 4 phase one trooper droids with cortosis armor taking to the trees above taking sniping positions the droids blend in as holograms of branches now camolflaged they wait, two destroyer droids roll to the crater, and a hunter trainer with 10 drones starts a trek into the forest. All of the droids have a internal ylsimarri. Negating the siths force powers.

20 spy eyes spread over the area. The droids are all armed and deadly. Made to not only watch but to do some thing about it.

C4 him self droped to the ground with a soft landing thanks to his repulsors. The shadow hunter was beaming him sensor info on the crater. Showing a humanoid life sign. The hunter trainer with cortosis armor tracked the sith's scent to where he was specifically. Now the droid would have a sith on a platter. With a internal command he activated his holographic generator. Hiding him completly from veiw like a chemelian.

Morduck's eyes went wide suddenly at the sattelite relay of the ground. The New Alliance soldiers...had unprovokedly opened fire on two fleeing refugees! His palms developed a stained sweat, and his hand tightened into a balled fist. He'd seen the New Alliance do awful things...and now...he had seen one of the worst.

Turning his head to the gunnery control officer, he nodded affirmatively, wasting no time in attempting to get the relay out. The turbolasers had been charging since they arrived...and now it was time to act on them.

His eyes drifted out of the viewport to the the assault transports making bound for the now less than skeleton crewed ship. From how it sounded with the New Alliance troops on board it was just enough to force them into hyperspace...but maybe they did not need the Alliance crewmen.

Morduck spun on his heels and briskly made way for the comms post, and gripped the comm uplink even before the patch was set up. When the time had come that the typical beep came up, he pursed his lips grimacingly.

"Attention New Alliance forces, you have just murdered two civilians on planet, stand down...or face the consequences."

"The ships that were fired upon acted in sinc with the hostile forces they are assumed enemys and as such well be dealt with. They took advantage of a hole made in our shields by the attacking sith."

<font color=blue>Velil saw quickly the droids begin their dissent toward the meteor craft.</font>

Blast, how did those fools know I was a Sith?!<font color=blue> he spat, recognizing the Sith hunter. Yet from the armor he wore...he sensed nothing surprisingly.

Grinning at his sudden idea, he grabbed one of the knives adorning his body, and held it up enticingly.</font>

A Sith knows no fear, he knows no pain.

<font color=blue>Holding the weapon high above his body, he then thrusted it down into his torso, biting back a scream and feeling blood pour of his lips. With a quick wave of the Force, he then melted away and withered the knife. The durasteel was now nothing more than ash.

Screaming suddenly and kicking open the hatch, Velil leapt from the meteor craft and looked around frantically, blood all about him. With thus, he shielded any Force power he had to look like that of a mere, raw Force user.</font>

"Help me!" <font color=blue>he screamed desperately.</font> "Somebody help me please! They tried to kill me!"

The sith cryed out. Saying that some one had tried to kill him. But all the droids were still safely camalflaged in the hologrames. They were close enough now that they canceled out any force power that he had with the yalsimari that they all carried on them.

a stun bolt came from out of no where. From the trees, hitting him in the head. C4 walked out to the meteor craft still cloaked in a holographic shroud. No one could see him as he ventured out to collect his prize.

On the far side of the planet where no forces had amassed, a TNSO flotilla emerged from hyperspace. Er... to be more exact it was a TNSO grand capital Flotilla. Sugarcult had entered active duty, and its superlaser was charging for the first real time. Not to say that it hadn't been test trialed before, this was the real deal this time.

At the helm of the Eclipse Class Star Destroyer Mitchell Odell commanded the mammoth of a ship and his small support craft, 2 Star Destroyer Advances and 8 Krayt Dragon Frigates which were dwarfed by the 17 kilometer ship of power.

Necessary power. Velil, a Sith Disciple, had been captured by the enemy during his operation on Wayland. Now, the Naboo Sith Order had come to the rescue. The forces had drawn quickly. It was not doubted that Velil was capable of freeing himself, but it was the perfect opprotunity to show who was boss.