Courscant.

The world had been the capital of the Galaxy for millenia.All governments come and gone had used the planet as their seat of power.Many wars had been fought over the skies of Courscant,and the evidence of those wars was everywhere.Entire buildings had fallen during those wars,most likely from all the peices of dead ships that had fallen to the surface,locked in gravity's embrace.The Empire had made an attempt to rename the city-planet 'Imperial Center'.

High Admiral Logan liked Courscant better.


He stood,hands clasped behind his back,on a wide balcony.He was wearing his new New Republic uniform,with an Admiral insignia on his cheast.He had a comlink and a blaster pistol strapped to his belt as well.Mahk,his ever present Noghri bodyguard had taken up position at the entrance to the balcony.Logan craned his head slightly to get a better veiw of a skycar that was flying overhead.He had often wondered what the planet of Courscant was like when he had commanded New Alliance forces.

Now he knew, and he wasn't sure he liked it.

He sighed and went back into his office.He took one glance at the desk, which had a stack of papers on it, and scowled.One thing he hated more than anything was paperwork.He would rather be commanding entire fleets than simply signing his name a thousand times.He turned to leave the office when he heard a rather insistant beeping noise.It was coming from his desk and he circled around to look at his data uplink.He pushed a few buttons and a priority messege popped up.

<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->

Logan frowned and sat down in his chair.A priority messege from Hexyra was certainly a new development.He quickly read the messege and his frown only got deeper as he finished it.
His orders were clear, and he would complete them

He was going to Tralus.



<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> NR Task Force

ISD - <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
ISD - <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Aspirad<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
MC90A - <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Cincle<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
MC90A - <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Amicey<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
4 Hapan BDs
5 Corellian Corvettes
2 Corellian Gunships

120 Claw Crafts-10 Sqadrons
120 B-Wings-10 Squadrons
60 Y-Wings-5 Squadrons<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

As he rode his shuttle up to his personal Star Destroyer the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he stared out at the ever-smaller city of Courscant.Hexyra had ordered him to go toi Tralus and convine them to join the New Republic.It was mostly diplomatic, and Logan hated diplomacy.He hated everything about it, the paperwork, the talks, the negotiations.Maybe that is why he joined the military.He sighed as he remembered.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Logan had often heared that phrase from his friend and bodyguard, Mahk.Mahk was simply bursting with sayings.He also often quoted one during battles, never pick up your weapon after you drop it.The was the one that meant the most to Logan for it meant that battles are often won without the benefit of weapons.He sighed and smiled faintly as his ship the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Imperial<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-class Star Destroyer <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Kerrow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> came into veirw.Alongside it was another ISD the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Aspirad<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.Behind both the ISDs were several other ships that Logan recognized as his flotilla.

He stood up after the shuttle docked and walked out to the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->'s bridge.Captain Neychev sat in his captain's chair, as always.And as always he stood up and called in a loud voice,

"Admiral on deck!"

The entire bridge crew stood and stopped what they were doing and they all saluted expertly.Most of the crew were former New Alliance men but Logan saw some new faces of New Republic men around him as well.Logan walked up and sat in the Admiral's chair and contacted the entire flotilla.

"This is High Admiral Logan, I am taking command of this flotilla.Set course for the Corellian System.We will rendevous at Corellia and then head on to Tralus, is that understood?"

The captains of all the ships gave acknowledgements and Logan shut off the comm.

He turned to Captain Neychev and asked.

"Captain, is my flagship ready?"

"The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> is at your command"

Logan nodded once then sat down.

This was going to be a long day.

Hyperspace was a region of realspace that consisted primarily of swirling stars.The hyperdrive was considered a major advancement in technology,it allowed a ship to travel faster than the speed of light..There was no change in the artificial gravity of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> as the ship went to hyperspace,another trick of technology.


Tralus and Talus were part of the five planets that consisted of the Corellian System.There were more planets in the Corellian Sector,a big region of space that had the Corellian System in it.The five planets were called 'The Five Brothers' and Talus and Tralus were called 'The Double Worlds'.A single government had ruled the planets before Talus's entry into The New Republic,called Federation of the Double worlds,or FedDub.After Talus's entry into the New Republic FedDub was no longer, FedDub.The Government had been ousted and riots had ensued.Their were several attempts to establish a good Government but most of them had failed.They were in need of a stable Government.The NR was more than happy to provide that Government.

The taskforce exetid hyperspace over the world Corellia to regroup.They were seperated into seperate taskforces and Logan made all the captains check every inch of their ship.When asked he simply told them that he would not appear infront of the people of Tralus without a decent taskforce.The captains of his ships quickly made sure that their ships were up to specs.Now they awaited the Admiral's orders

The droids were relentless.They had one single minded drive, their only purpose: Kill the Target.

That is what they were created for, what they continued existing for.

The Jedi Knight, Wade Vox, raised his lightsaber in a defensive position.There were three assassin droids.On to his right, one in front, and one behind.

The droid in front unleashed a flury of blaster bolts from on of it's many blasters.Wade tapped the Force and et it flow through him.He let the Force guide his movements.He deflected the bolts back at it while executing a forward dive-shoulder roll and came up,lightsaber pointed forward.He stabbed the droid in the abdomen and jerked the saber up.

The droid was split from groin to head.

Wade smiled slightly and dove to the left.He came up and deflected salvo after salvo from the droid that was on his right.As he blocked these bolts he slowly pressed forward.The Force alerted him to danger.The droid that had originally had been behind him was slashing at him with it's vibroblade.Wade's Force-enhanced Jedi reflexes enabled him to sidestep quickly to the right and cut the droid in half.He waved his saber far to the left and decapitated the last droid.

His lightsaber blade dissapeared inside the hilt and Wade nodded.The droids had given him a good exercise.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Bleep, bleep, bleep<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

His comlink was signalling that he had a call.He walked over to it and picked it up.

"Commander Vox here"

"Wade, it is good to hear your voice again" High Admiral Joren Logan's voice said.

Wade smiled.

"It is good to hear yours again too sir.I haven't spoken to you since my...adventures at Wayland." Wade replied.

There was a pause as Logan seemed to consider this.

"I trust everything is well as of now?" He asked.

"Yes sir" Wade answered.

"Good because I have a new assignment for you"

"Interesting,what can I do"?

"We are going to Tralus to try and convince them to join The Republic....and it would help if a Jedi was present."

"Tralus huh?"

"That is right"

"Well, the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Guardian<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> is not here right now.I left it on Onyx"

"How did you get to Corellia from Onyx?"

"I hitched a ride on one of Vonta's Gallofre Transports"

"Ah Vonta.Well I am sending down a hyperspace capable fighter to you.It will be at the 3rd New Republic ship Pool.Get the ship and meet us at Tralus."

"Yes sir"

Wade shut the comlink off and headed for NR Ship Pool 3.

The task force exited hyperspace over Tralus.The blue-green world shone bright right next to Talus, the New Republic planet.Logan stood, his hands clasped behind his back, on the bridge of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Interesting<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he thought <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> the Xylon would send me here.I wonder why<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.

Maybe the Chancellor trusted in his abilities?

Who knows.

"Leautenant, is there any system of government currently on Tralus?"

"Yes sir.Another one of the many attempts at establishing one."

"I see.Well please contact them and inform them that I wish to see an Ambassador"

"As ordered, Admiral"

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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Personal Chambers-High Admiral Logan<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

Logan turned over in his bed.He had tried to sleep several hours ago but to no avail.So far they had received no reply to their initial transmission to the planet's fragile government.
Logan sincerly hoped that they would reply soon.

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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Keerow-Bridge<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

"Status?"

"We have received no reply from the surface Admiral"

"Perfect.....just perfect"

"Sir?"

"I was being sarcastic Captain"

"Oh....very well sir"

"Captain, scan the space between the planets."

"Uh...certainly sir.Ensign? scan the space between the planets"

"Aye sir......wow"

"Excuse me Ensign?"

"There is somthing there...it's <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> huge<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->."

Logan nodded in satisfaction.

"Centerpoint"

"Centerpoint!?"

"Yes.Larger than the Death Star.It is basicly a giant interdiction field generator...I know now why Xylon sent me here.He wants Centerpoint"

"What are our orders sir?"

"None for the time being."

"Yes sir"

Logan smiled slightly at the young officer sitting in front of him.

"What precisely are you suggesting?"

"I am saying that it simply goes beyond ethics to take control of such a superweapon."

"Centerpoint is not a superweapon.It is actually not functional.We can not use it"

"Not functional?"

"Yes.According to my intel reports it has gone inactive."

"But could it malfunction?

"I do not think so"

"I see sir.Well I will be filing an official report."

"Be my guest.You are dismissed"

"Yes sir.Thank you for your time"

Logan shook his hand and watched him go.These officers were so young.Almost children.

He shook his head.Somthing to worry about another time.

Suddenly warning klaxons began sounding.Logan frowned and keyed his comm to the bridge.

"Report"

"Sir we have unidentified starfighters coming from Centerpoint.They claim that the station is theirs and if we do not back off, they will open fire"

"Alright.I am on my way"

When he got to the bridge he saw a holo of a man in a traders outfit, a ciggara clenched betweenhis teeth.Captain Neychev looked at Logan with a look that had only relief.

"Captain Adumar, this is High Admiral Logan.He is my commanding officer"

Adumar took one look at Logan and laughed.Logan just cocked an eyebrow.

"An Admiral! ho ho!.Well Admiral, Centerpoint is mine.And you are not going to take it from me"

Logan kept his face emotionless.

"Quite the contrary.I am going to not only take it.But I am going to use it"

Adumar's face went pale.

"But...you-you can't!" He stammered.

"You are a fool Adumar.I am going to take it"

"Never!"

The holo dissapeared and the projector went dark.Every eye on the bridge was turned to Logan.Neychev walked up to him.

"Sir..are you going to use it?"

"Of course not.But Adumar thinks so"

Neychev smiled.

"Yes sir"

Logan turned to
the communication officer.

"Genetlemen.Please access comm file Logan15.Play it on a wide band frequency on all channels."

He got a yes sir and Neychev frowned.

"Sir? what is file 15?"

"It is a recognition code that only Former Fleet Admiral Horn and Admiral Blackkon knows.You may find this intresting,Observe the next sequence of events Captain"

-----Not too far away, in an empty area of space-----

Oddly enough, Logan's message didn't have to go far to reach it's intended target. Arthorn Blackkon and his Xyxl-class Battlecruiser 'Eclipse' were nearby. It had been three weeks since the merger, and he'd been wandering the spacelanes getting used to his new life and his crew as well. Currently he'd decided to visit home again, that's why he was in the area. He was just boarding the 'Blackk Night' to leave when the communications officer came over his comlink.

"Sir, we have a message from the Regent, err...Admiral Logan for your eyes only."

The former Admiral laughed out loud. Every time he tried to go home something happened. Such was life. "I'm on my way back to the bridge Lieutenant, transfer the message to my datapad, I'll have it decrypted by the time I get there."

True to his word, Blackkon did just that. Once the message came up on the pad, he knew something was important. He could tell this even before decrypting it, as file 15 was a format that Logan only sent if something was important, and it's decrytion required personal knowledge of the recipient. It actually took Blackkon the entire walk to the bridge to decrypt the files, and the messages real information only came up on the screen as he walked through the bridge blast doors. The first page of the message read as follows...

"My friend Arthorn,

It's been several weeks since we've seen each other or spoken, and I regret that happening. I wish it were under better circumstances that we made contact, but right now I have need of your services. Please read the following files and assist if at all possible. Confirmation of this message and your intent to assist can be sent as usual.

Joren Logan"

Arthorn scanned the files that followed and smiled. What Logan had planned fit very well with some of the things he and his men had been working on the last few weeks, and the files held all the information he'd need. Logan knew exactly what information to send. Of course he'd help a friend. Looking up from the pad, the Admiral motioned to the comms officer. "Lieutenant, send out file 13 in the same way this was recieved, with the following message attached. 'The Hunt is On.' Helm, take us to Tralus, cloak as soon as we're out of hyperspace. Only Logan should know we're coming.

"Sir, we are receiveing a messege.I..I am not sure when it is originating"

Logan shook his head.

"It doesn't matter.Download it into a datapad and give it to me when ready"

"Yes sir"

A few minutes later Logan was presented with a datapad.It read as follows.


<!--EZCODE CENTER START--><!--EZCODE CENTER END-->

Logan grinned.<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> This<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> was definately Arthorn Blackkon.He turned to the conn.

"Helm, come about to coordinates 448 mark 2.Charge all weapons."

He opened a comm to his fleet.

"Gunships come around and stay on the flank of the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.Corvettes, deploy on the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Aspirad<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> , <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Cincle<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> , and <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Amicey<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.Battle Dragons, full thrusters and pull out ahead of the battle group and engage enemy starfighters.Ion Cannons only"

He turned to Captain Neychev.

"Captain, I want a report of how many starfighters and ships are out there"

"We got ......wow...about 150 odd starfighters and several old <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Quasar<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-class Carriers.Nothing we can't handle"

"I will believe that later.I want the exact locations of the Quasars"

"One out ahed of us at 341 mark 6, and three more at 886 mark 9"

"Good.<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Cincle<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, change course and open fire on the lone Quasar at 341 mark 6.<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Aspirad<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->,<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Amicey<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->- I want you to also change course and engage at 886 mark 9"

The captains reported 'yessir"s and Logan sat back in his chair as the small space battle unfolded.

"And all ships, launch fighters, including the clawcraft"

The clawcraft was a wonderful ship.It was the most manuverable craft he had ever piloted.It was comfortable as well beautiful.

After the ship exited hyperspace he serveyed the battle.Logan was busily fighting off alot of oddly assorted fighters.Wade quickly decided that he needed to help.His fighter dove into the battle, taking up position with the other Chiss fighters.

"Unidentified starfighter,state you name, rank,and number"

"Wade Vox, Commander, 3383.May I join you fight?"

"Checking.....identity confirmed.We welcome you to join.Your call signal will be 'Blade 9'"

"Roger, let's kick it"

The Blades, along with,Strike,Spike,Saber,and Phalanx squadrons dove into battle.Wade let himself fall into the Force.It served him best when he was inside astarfighter.It allowed him to see everywhere all at once.

A Z-95 Headhunter pulled up behind him.Wade deftly avoided it's shots with Force-enhanced reflexes.He pulled his ship into a steep dive and watched the Headhunter do the same.He faked another dive and when the Headhunter matched the maneuver,Wade pulled up into a tight loop,coming around and behind the enemy ship.Wade fired 6 times with his lasers and obliterated the Headhunter.

He grinned as he joined the rest of his squadron.He saw Blade 6 being chased by three attacking Y-Wings.6 was calling for help.

"I am under attack.I am unable to shake him,I request assistance"

"6, this is 9.I am on my way"

He fired his torpedoes and destroyed the first Y-wing.The survivors ignored him and continued the chase for 6.Wade fired his lasers and hit the port nacelle of another Y-wing,which was forced to break off and retreat to Centerpoint.The sole survivor broke of the pursuit of 6 and turned it's attention on him.Wade dove and twisted his fighter as he tried to get away from his new 'friend'.

The Y-wing followed and fired it's Ion cannon at Wade.Wade jerked his control yoke upwards and climbed.The Y-wing prepared to fire again...

....and Blade Six blew him out of the sky.

"Thanks Six"

"No problem you did the same for me"

Wade grinned and settled in behind Six as they continued to battle the ragtag assortment of fighters.There were X-wings,Blastboats,Y-wings,Headhunters,Starchasers.Wade wondered how these.....people got their hands on such ships.

Interesting.

Soon the fighters turned tail and ran.They figured they could go to Centerpoint and be safe.Too bad for them.

The New Reoublic Sqadrons were ordered back to their ships for now.The Chiss Squadron commander, Poteth,(Or 'Po' as some of the humans called him) asked him to join the squadron in the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> mess hall.When Wade arrived the Chiss were all sitting at a table.When he approched Po stood up.

"Welcome Jedi Vox."

"Glad to be here"

Po looked at his squadron who all nodded.

"We want to officially ask you to be in Blade Squadron, permanently."

Wade grinned.He liked the Chiss already.

"I would be honored to serve amongst the finest fighter pilots in the Fleet."

The Chiss nodded and they welcomed him to sit down.

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<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> ISD--<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.Office of High Admiral Logan<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

We know That these guys are on Centerpoint.And I have just received orders to swiftly defeat these pirates or....well whoever they are,on the station and take it under our control."

Wade nodded.

"The Blades could run interference for the troop transports"

"Just what I was thinking.Except I want you down there as well"

"Wouldn't one of the Chiss commanders be better suited?"

"We in commanding the troops yes.But..well do you remember Clak'Dor VII?"

"Oh I remember all right.I got someone killed"

"Nonsense.That Wolfman deserved it.He was brutal"

"Brutal yes, but as a Jedi, I value all life"

"I understand that.I want as little causualties as possible.I don't want blood on my hands"

"There is a logical use for violence"

"Of course there is.But I want as little as possible"

"Understood.When do we leave?"

"Right now"

"Okay Blades, lets do this"

The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> droped behing their clawcraft as they headed toward Centerpoint.As expected the enemy ships shot away from Centerpoint, heading for the Blades.Po's voice came from the comm.

"Alright, form up into your flights and engage"

Wade rolled his eyes,Po's voice was so perfect and coordinated.When was the guy going to loosen up?

"Four flight on me" He said.

Blades Nine,Ten,Eleven,and Twelve responded.Wade smiled faintly at hearing their voices.He was starting to like the Chiss.

Po's voice came over.

"Two flight, take the right flank of the enemy fighters.Three flight, take the left flank.Four flight, head to Centerpoint and see if some of these fighters will follow you.One flight take middle."

"Acknowledged Lead"

Wade pulled his clawcraft up and around,heading toward Centerpoint.Ten old T-65 X-Wings broke off and follwed.Wade skimmed Centerpoint's surface, his flight following close behind.The X-wings doubled up and began attacking in twos,each pair picking one Blade.Wade pulled up slightly in a fake and the X-wings did the same.He faked a dive under an outcropping but went over instead.Only one X-wing made it, the other hit the outcropping and exploded.The survivor fired it's lasers.Wade deftly avoided and hit the right rudder,his ship rolled in response and the X-wing duplicated the manuever.Wade hit the left one and again, the enemy did the same.Wade dove again but immidietly pulled back up.He rolled to the right and swung around the enemy X-wing.He fired once and destroyed it.

The rest of his flight had destroyed their enemies as well.

"Alright guys, lets go help the rest of the squadron"