OOC: Need to talk to you as soon as you get the chance please Logan. Thanks. Btw, I did some reasearch on Centerpoint and your short a LOT of fighters:)

IC: It had been a short hyperspace jump aboard the "Eclipse", exiting on the other side of Tralus. Under cover of thier cloaking device, the capital ship avoided the space combat. It was obvious thier assistance was not yet needed. The New Republic forces, thier fighter corp in particular, were doing an outstanding job against the undisciplined and ill trained pirates and mercenaries. From the bridge, Blackkon smiled as he observed that the Republic had a Blade squadron, made up of Chiss clawcraft. "Comms, inform Blade Leader we'll be using secondary callsigns today. It seems the Republic has a Blade Squadron here as well.

Almost as if to answer Blackkon's thoughts, Centerpoint opened up with it's turbolasers, seemingly right at them. With the distance that still remained between the 'Eclipse' and the station, the crew saw it coming. Throwing almost all power, save the shields and the cloaking device into the engines, the 1,300 meter ship nudged itself out of the blasts path. Unfortunately as the Admiral checked the sensors, he realized what was really happening, just as the blast hit the 'Keerow.' "SITHSPIT," he cursed, "All ahead full, get us in close, and on the double."

Fortunately avoiding other shots that lanced out at the NR forces, the Xyxl closed with the MASSIVE station. The former Admiral saw the clawcrafts return to the battle, fighting in close to Centerpoint this time, and fighting hard. Over the bridge speakers the sound of the battle echoed throughout the room. One voice caught Arthorn's attention, a human amongst the distinctive Chiss. "That must be the Jedi, Vox," Blackkon thought. Logan's files had included that he would probably involved, and the tall human thought it was interesting he'd been assigned a clawcraft. He flew well, and the officer wondered how much of that was non-Jedi-enhanced ability. It was something he'd probably never know, he didn't intend to have to fly against the force-user.

At this point, Centerpoint's huge turbolasers were for the most part not being used. The fighters were much too close and too fast for them to be of use, and the bulk of the New Republic task force was out of range after those first few shots. They were busy dealing with the cruisers and a large portion of the fighters. Only the occassional turbolaser fire came up from the station. The tension and frustration on the part of the station gunners could almost be felt on the Xyxl. They'd fired too early and now had nothing to shoot at. That was about to change though.

Finally the 'Eclipse' was in position. Blackkon prepared to order everyone into action as the area around the spinning station filled with new threats. Curses were echoed throughout the bridge as sensor screens nearly overloaded. These pirates had lauched an entire new wave of forces, and fighters poured out of hangers all over.

Highly trained, the crew throughout the ship jumped to work as alarm klaxons blared. "Launch the Blades," Arthorn commanded. "Drop the cloak and begin knocking out turbolaser emplacements. Ready the trooper transports as well. Once we've eliminated the turbolasers and set up a solid CAP, they'll launch and begin clearing the station of hostiles."

In dangerously close to the station, the cloaking device deactivated and turbolaser fire rained down on the station's weapons emplacements. At the same time, three squadrons of Skipray Blastboats launched from the hanger bays. The "Blackkon's Blades" insignia was emblazoned on thier ships, and they dove down into the fray below.

"Put all hyperdrive power into the shields, and open a channel to the NR forces." His orders were followed, and the 'Eclipse' hailed the 'Keerow'. "Admiral Logan, I'm glad to report I've arrived and we've entered the fray as you can see. The situation isn't as nice as I'd like it, but we'll see if we can do. We're going to try and keep an open area here, and send transports aboard."

OOC: I'm going to edit this later, I didn't have time to write it the way I'd like.

EDIT: Still working, got it half done and had to leave.

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Minutes before the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Eclipse<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->'s arrival<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

"Sir Blade squadron reports that it has defeated the first wave of starfighters......wait....sir! the turbolasers on Centerpoint are firing!!"

"Brace for impact!"

A huge turbolaser blast stormed up angrily toward the NR flotilla.The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> twisted violently as the blast hit the ship.Logan and Captain Neychev were thrown to the other side of the bridge.Logan struggled into a sitting position.Neychev had managed to stay upright and came over and helped the Admiral up.

"Report" Logan demanded.

One of the Ensigns got up and back into his seat, when the Admiral asked the question he looked at his console and turned to the Admiral.

"Sir, our sheilds took the blast,but they are now down to 10 percent.We have hull breaches on decks 11,15,and 20.Those breaches should be repaird soon."

Neychev steped forward.

"And our weapons?"

"We have lost the use of 3 of our port turbolasers, and one tractor beam."

"What is Blade Leader's report?"

"He says that they are under heavy attack by the enemy starfighters."

"Understood, order the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Aspirad<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> to come up and--"

That same ensign interupted again.

"--Sir!, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Xylx<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->-class Battlecrusier decloaking of our port bow!"

"A slow grin crept over Logan's face"

"Helm set course for 321 mark 5.Port turbolasers, lock onto any enemy starfighter and fire."

He keyed the comm to his taskforce.

"All ships, this is High Admiral Logan, open fire on all starfighters and carriers.And treat the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Xylx<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> as you would an ally.We welcome Admiral Blackkon"

Logan smiled thoughtfully.

And interesting turn of events.

Wade sighed as his small clawcraft fighter headed toward the massive station. It was a giant orb, ready to be taken. He had been ordered by Admiral Logan to fly with the rest of his squadron and land on Centerpoint, chase off the criminals that were inhabiting it, and declare it part of the New Republic. Then he was to go to Tralus and negotiate with the fledging government to join the New Republic as well. Hopefully his missions would succeed.

“Alright Blades,” came Po’s voice “form up into your flights and prepare for battle”

Wade clicked his comm twice to show he acknowledged and Blades Ten,Eleven and Twelve also clicked and moved onto Wade’s flank. Then the enemy fighters came in, screaming. It was a motley assortment of CloakShape Fighters and old T-65 X-Wings.

Wade hit his left rudder and rolled to the left as the first CloakShapes came in, firing. Three broke off and followed, attracted by his evasive roll. He faked a dive and rolled to the right. The CloakShapes followed his every move. Wade dove toward Centerpoint and began weaving in and out of the towers that were on the enormous structure. One of the CloakShapes exploded as it struck a tower. The other two- the more experienced – managed to avoid death. Wade pulled up and headed toward the Xylx-class Battlecruiser. He skimmed the underside of the huge ship, and he noted with satisfaction that one of the Xylx’s laser cannons did their job and obliterated one more of the pursuing CloakShapes. Now there was on left, and Wade would have to do it himself. He shot away from the Eclipse and easily evaded the enemy fighter.

He rolled and pulled up into a wide loop., circling around the much less manuverable CloakShape starfighter. As he circled around and prepared to fire lasers came out of nowhere and destroyed the ship before Wade could. Then seconds later a new Skipray Blastboat with the familiar ‘Blackkons Blades’ insignia on them flew past. Wade quickly found the precise comm channel for the Skipray.

“Thanks Skipray Blade. We could use your assist”

“No problem Blade 9. What do you need us to do?”

“We are going to land in Centerpoint, and we need cover”

“Sure thing. Just tell us when and we will take care of it”

“Acknowledged”

Wade and the rest of his flight joined Blade Leader.

“Lead, the Blackkon’s Blades have agreed to cover us when we go into Centerpoint. We are ready and willing”

“Agreed. Let’s do it”

“Skip Blade, we will be needing that cover now”

“Affirmative”

Blade Squadron swiftly descended on the large Centerpoint station. More starfighters came up and began making runs on the NR fighters but the 12 Skipray Blastboats moved in and fired at them, scattering the enemy formation. Soon the NR squadron landed in one of the many docking bays. Po climed out of his clawcraft and looked around. The landing hanger was cavernous, maybe a kilometer big. Since the large room was sufficient to house all the criminal starfighters it was perfect for a command base. And the criminals had set up camp at the other end of the bay. Po motioned for his men to get out and start moving on the command camp.

After a few hours they had surrounded it without the enemy knowing. Wade pulled a small cylindracal shape out of his jumpsuit and prepared to push the button that would ignite the blue lightsaber. Po signaled with a quiet clink on the comm and Wade pushed the button. The blade sprang forth out of the hilt and Wade jumped forward, slashing at one of the enemy who was pushing buttons on a makeshift console.

Soon it was all over and the criminals had either fled or had been captured. Centerpoint was officialy under the New Republic’s jurisdiction.


On the Keerow Logan contacted Wade and was happy to find out the they had successfully taken the station. Logan told Wade that they would enter into negotiations with the Tralus government so the planet could be turned over to the New Republic. Logan had been working nonstop to convice them to join and the response he got was they wanted to speak with a Jedi Knight. They trusted the Jedi and wanted to talk with one.

Wade told Logan he was on his way.

And several hours later Tralus petitioned the Admiral Logan for entrance into the New Republic. And Logan was only too happy to comply.