ASk the staff to delete the OOC crap. ;)

Lol, no its alright, what we have already adds flavour to the takeover! :D

<font color=lime>" Open a channel to the Ratkus, priority one. This is the shuttle Koriss to the Star Destroyer Heir of Ratkus, by the order of the Hapan crown prince you are to stand down and prepare to be boarded for Inspection. Any attempt to resist will be met with the deadliest of force."

<font color=yellow>" They've acknowledged sir."

<font color=lime>" Excellent, engage docking protocols and inform the men to prepare for departure."

<font color=yellow>"Yes sir."

<font color=white> The Small shuttle seemed to be swallowed into the massive underbelly of the Ratkus, and came to rest inside of the massive hanger bay.

Coolent spewed out from the nose of the craft as the loading ramp descended from the Lambda's beak.

A loud clunk saw the ramp to the floor, and out poured the squad of Rodian Police officers, followed by Ren who was flanked by a further pair of guards.

Ren could make out a very frustrated naval offier walking towards him, the man was in quite a fluster about something.

<font color=blue>"What is the meaning of all this!!! I want to know why we are being boarded, you better have a good excuse for . . ."

<font color=white>Ren thrust a palm up to the man's face, instantly putting a stop to his rantings.

<font color=lime>"Commander, this vessel is under the control of a wanted criminal, now if you don't get out of my way I will have you thrown in the brig for obstruction of Justice. Now am I making my self clear?!"

<font color=white>The officer stumbled, taken aback Ren's bluntness and even more so, the startling revalation that his Commanding officer is a criminal.

<font color=blue>"P-perfectly s-sir. Eh, right this way"

<font color=white> Ren motioned to four other guards in the patrol, <font color=lime>"The two of you stay here, make sure that no-one enters or leaves this landing bay, if they do, you have my order to fire.The other two, go to engineering and reroute all bridge controls to there. The rest of you, follow me!"


<font color=yellow>The Bridge- Two minutes later

<font color=white>Admiral Dalla stood to the side of the bridge, overlooking a glowing control console.

<font color=purple>"Why in the hell is nothing working!!"

<font color=blue>"Em, Admiral? All control systems, helm controls, life support, and weapons have all been rerouted to engineering."

<font color=purple>"What?! By whom?!"

<font color=white>Suddenly the bridge turbolift burst open, Rodian Guards came pouring out from the hatch.

<font color=lime>"Secure all personel, no-one gets off this deck!"

<font color=purple>"What is this?! I demand an explanation!!"

<font color=lime>"You are in no position to demand anything Miss Dalla.I assume you know your rights?"

<font color=purple>"My rights? This is an outrage!"

<font color=lime>"At 0400 hours this morning, just as the fleet was departing for Maires, the Hapan Intelligence beurau intercepted a set of transmissions from an anonymous bounty Hunter. We traced those transmissions to your quarters on Hapes. On a further search we found evidence holding you accountable to conspiracy.


So, by the power vested in me by Her Royal highness Queen Dionysus and his majesty Prince Darksword, I hearby place you under arrest forconspiricy to commit regicide. ON your return to hapes you will be charged to the full extent of the law. From there you will be transfered to Rubeous penal colony where you will spend your sentance under maximum scurity.

You rank of Admiral and all rights and privilages pertaining to that rank are now revoked.


Guards! Take her away.

<font color=purple>"No!!No, you can't do this!! You can't jail me!! The monarchy are fools, they'll burn for this outrage, burn!!!!


<font color=white> The turbolift doors shut over on a screaming former Admiral. Ren closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.


<font color=lime>"Reroute all command functions back to the bridge and open a channel to the Neutrality. Neutrality, this is Janggar, the Admiral has been arrested, she is on her way back ot you now, Janggar out."

<font color=yellow>"Acknowledged Janggar, Neutrality out."

<font color=lime>"Open a channel to the fleet, there are many confused people out there, they need to be set at ease."

<font color=yellow>"Channel open sir"

<font color=lime>"People of the Hapan Fleet, I suppose you are all wondering why your mission has been brought to such an abrupt halt. Well, it came to our attention earlier today that your former Commander, Akinyelle Dalla was conspiring to dethrone and destroy the Hapan monarchy.

She is now in our custody and is on her way to face the law.
Dalla, tricked her way into the consortium, she has decieved us all and for that she will be punished. She tricked her way in so that she could take away what we all value the most, the consortium. Dall sought to hire help in committing this most atrocious act, however not a soul would aid her in her cause, so we found damning evidence that indicated she was going to use this fleet to destroy the royal palace on completion of this mission. In essence she would have used all of you to destroy what you love most. I could not let that happen.

Luckily the Monarchy are not the victims, the victims here, my friends, are those pilots who died under her command and thier families. Those deaths will be an eternal mark on here essence.

However we can live with the solace that they died not for her, but for the glory of the consortium. And that my friends is all that matters.

Thank you all."


<font color=yellow>"Channel closed sir."

<font color=white> "Ren drew a deep breath, then began to speak."

<font color=lime>"We still have a mission to complete. Despatch 15 troop transports and order them to garrison the settlements until clean-up and support crews arrive. Order them . . . tell them to be vigilant, for the consortium."

<font color=yellow>"Yes sir, transports dispatched sir."

<font color=lime>"Good. Helm?Chart our course back to the consortium . . .we're going home."

<font color=yellow>"Wait! Sir?"


<font color=lime>"What is it major?"

<font color=yellow>"The authorities that are left on Maires are requesting to speak with the commander of this fleet. I'm guessing that would be you now sir.

<font color=lime>"Yes. Have they mentioned what this is about?"

<font color=yellow>"Negative sir, they're simply requesting an audience with you."

<font color=lime>"Very well, prepare the Koriss, I shall depart shortly."


<font color=yellow>The surface of Maires

<font color=white> The coordinates sent in the transmission put Ren right in the centre of the battle field, full of noise and explosions just minutes ago, no filled with a sping tingling silence.

The star destroyers and fighters of the fleet had successfully caused enough devestation to quell the people here. No-one could be seen.

However a figure began to move in through the mist. It limped slowly through the clouds of vapour and dust, as if, wounded. It limped towards him.

Feelings of pain and extreme anguish flowed through it's mind.


<font color=blue>"Dalla!!! Are you there !!?"

<font color=lime>"No my friend it is not commander dalla, I'm am commander Janggar, were you from the hapan battle group? I . . ."

<font color=white>Ren's speach shuddered to an abrubt halt, he gazed on in a dumbed horror. The figure was no completely visible.

<font color=blue>"You are not Dalla, where is Dalla!!"

<font color=lime>"She, aah, I . . .I."

<font color=white>Ren fumbled with his speach even more, he was trying to say something but just couldn't get it out.

He was blind, his eyes and the flesh surrounding them, burned out.


<font color=lime>"You . . .you're eyes they've,"

<font color=blue>"Gone, yes sir, they were burned in the crash, I'm afraid I can't see. I can't , feel the pain either, my nerves have failed me."

<font color=white>Ren was horrified by the man's morbid calmness. Then caught sight of his leg. The fact that there was only one.


The man's left leg had been cleaved straigh out of his hip, he had found a broken blaster coil to use as a crutch in an attempt to steady himself.


<font color=blue>"Is Dalla alive?"

<font color=lime> "Yes but,"

<font color=blue> "but what sir?"

<font color=lime> She has been found as a traitor and arrested."

<font color=blue>"No!!!!"

<font color=white>The man's strength gave way and his leg support buckled unde him sending him crashing down into the rubble on the ground. Ren lept to catch him, but he was dead.

Ren propped him up in his arms an went to speak, but still nothing came out. The man was covered in blood, his clothes soaked in claret. The blood came off and on to Ren's clothes staining it.

Then enough blood rubbed off and the man's military emblem was revealed . . . hapes.

<font color=lime>"Oh god no."

<font color=white>
Ren's head dropped and he began to sob into the blood soaked chest of the pilot.

<font color=lime>"This is why they sent that message, this is what they wanted me to see.That @#%$!!!!!!"


<font color=white> Ren gather himself and mustered some strength to stand. He slung the empty shell of the pilot over his shoulder and headed back to the shuttle, with a glint of vengance in his eye."

<font color=yellow>The Star Destroyer Ratkus

<font color=white> A bloodstained Rogue Knight stormed into the detention block were the former commander was being detained.
An officer stepped in Ren's way but was flung to the far side of the room with an uneccessarily strong force push.

He came onto the door of Akinyelle's hoding cell and took out his lightsaber striking the door down in three heavy blows.

<font color=lime>"You Murderer!!!!!"

<font color=white> He lunged at her through the force, using it to push her high up on the wall in a choke.

<font color=lime>"You sent those men down there knowing full well they were going to get slaughtered!!!! You sent them down there to die!!!!!You heartless @#%$!!!

<font color=white> Ren drew his saber and charged at Akinyelle, plunging the sword through the wall narrowly missing her head.

<font color=lime>" I could've killed you right now, but I didnt.
I'm not like you, people like you , are a disgrace, a disgrace to hapes and the force. You don't have the right tto live, but you certainly don't have the right to decide who lives or dies!!! But all i can do is pray that you burn. And you will."

<font color=white> With that, ren withdrew his saber and relinquished his force grip on the disgraced commander. She uncerimoniously fell to the floor holding her throat.


<font color=lime>"Guards!!! Take her to another cell. And tell the major to set course back to hapes."

<font color=red>"But sir I,"

<font color=lime>"I don't care just do it!!!!!!!"<font color=white> He screamed, before storming out of the cell block, leaving the guards to tend to a whimpering former commander.."

Ren snarled his way down the corridor to the bridge, huffing and puffing. Instead of going to the bridge he made way to the mess hall.

Again he drew his saber, and slashed at the doors slicing them open.

The place was empty, but it would sooned be filled with Ren’s anger.

He made a dash towards the tables, cleaving each one in two with his weapon. Chairs and lamps and various pieces of furniture flew around him in a furious tornado of activity. Ren then threw his saber into the work area before collapsing in a sobbing heap on the floor.

At last it was over, but at what price.