OOC: as an FYI...CF you have five posts to surrender and get the antidote (which is tightly locked away in the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->) before that Star Destroyer is completely and hopelessly contaminated.

The Star Destroyer <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruptor<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> had tuned into the enemy's radio frequencies, and Fearsons only smirked and the constant screams and blood-filled gurgles. Fearsons pivoted on his foot. Five of the missiles had indeed made it, out of the ninety two launched.

"Everyone, pray for a moment for the deaths that just occured here..." he said...which was indeed a code to the stormtroopers on the deck. Already the assault transports had returned and were loaded up with specially armed stormtroopers and biocommandos.

The transports launched from the hangar bays, being tightly escorted by squads of TIE Advanced. They whizzed past the starfighter combat, where only two TIE Fighters were left...and only the seven Assault Gunboats had been slain.




"Get ready," Assault Transport Omega One told the rest of the groups. They had just dodged two or more laser blasts, but the Star Destroyer was too busy launching escape pods of the higher up officials to Sluis Van and trying desperately to dodge the Angel Creations. Omega Four did take a stray shot however and toasted into a million.

"Dock dock dock!" Omega One yelled as his transport landed on the Star Destroyer. They naturally drilled a hole in the hull and immediately stormtroopers and infantry poured out, their heavy biogear pounding against the floor's metal plating.

Immediately they had to choose what to knock out...the feral former humans or the Chimerans. They seemed to agree in unison that the infantry could deal with the Angels, the stormtroopers were obviously better trained against living targets. Lasers shot left and right, one stormtrooper taking a hit and dying immediately, but the Chimerans all in all lay dead, with the angels not touching a single infantry.

"Alright men move move move!"

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Seeing the futility of the continuation of this struggle Admiral Joe Schmoe decided to surrender to the TRE<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->
"Emperor Fearson's this Admiral Joe Schmoe I surrender would the deal that we had before would be ok Emperor, I retain command of my fleet, we will not have any individual operations we will come under your direct control, Iron Fist Fleet would like to join but you would only have indirect control over his fleet."
ooc:I know that you told me not to post ooc but i need to say some stuff now and i don't have a lot of time. I think your HT-AT sould be blown up because they were hit with 16 concussion missiles each. I went to your R&D forum and in the description of Angel missiles they never said anything about going through shields. I can see three squads, max, been blown up but not 10.

"I would like to allie with you and get that antidote. I would have control of my fleet and shipyards but I might give you some ships sometimes." said Darth Bill to Emperor Fearsons. Darth Bill was starting to get worried because at that moment he just wanted to get the antidote for the missiles and save his on skin.
"Recall all fighters and do not shoot on TRE."
"Yes Sir."
A couple of minutes later, "The fighters are recalled and landing at this moment. I have ordered all IFF ships in system to stand down."
"Make sure they leave their shields up and weapons charged incase CF attacks us."

The entire bridge went into an uproar of cheers and whoops. The rebellion had been supressed, the admiral had offered his armistice, and the Rogue Empire possibly just took two new planets. Fearsons spoke into the intercom.

"Attention Iron Fist and Chimeran forces, please escort yourselves to Despayre via Rogue Imperial escort, and we shall negotiate the terms," he explained excitedly.

Darth Bill sighed in reflief. TRE had accepted the allianence and he would be going to Despayre.
"Set course to Despayre right away."
"Yes Sir."
"Fearsons I have a course set in for Despayre. Please bring the antidoite over. Prepare a spot for the shuttle. Tell all off duty crew to head down there to get the antidote. Then tell them to come up and relive us so that we can take the antidote."
"Fall into formation behind <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Disruption<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->."
"Yes Sir."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Terror of Togoria, Destruction and Devastation fell into formation behind Disruption and the TRE fleet. Hostalities had ceased and a treaty was about to be made.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Sir are you just going to except whatever terms they make? What if they want to take our planet and make us their suborinates so that you have no power?"
"Captian I will try to do my best so that Iron Fist Fleet retains it's independence and is just an allie. I will do whatever it takes to stop hostalities except become their suborinate. Tell the Victory Star Destroyer and Interdictor Cruiser at Togoria to stay there and watchout for trouble."
"Yes Sir. I was wondering though why didn't you call them in once the were finished today?"
"I didn't because I was going to surrender today, because we would have lost to many ships and lives and maybe lost the whole battle anyway. I also know that Emperor Fearsons would not allow us to build up a force once we had lost to them or if we had won they would have called their second fleet in to kill us."

The battle was over...the mission was over...and the Disruptor squad was glad to be back aboard the ship of thier namesake.

(((Didnt know what to post really...we won, what more else is there to say. I wouldnt have even posted this, but i had to end it somehow....if this isnt ok, just tell me and i'll do something)))

The bio troopers were still making their way through the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Terror of Togoria<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, knocking out carefully selected targets, taking great pleasure in taking out the feral animals. They had had their own antidotes for the virus, just incase they had been infected.

"Attention Darth Bill," Commander Creekin said into his intercom. "We have the antidote...Fearsons would like to speak to you...personally. Do not worry, the level has been secured, the Angels can nau reach you."

As of that time...all five fleets were entering hyperpsace with the exception of the Star Destroyer Mediocre, whom was going to relieve the soldiers.

(Another day, and yet another victory.)
(A man bold, certainly. Chadd Fearsons almost backed all his boasting.)
(But hark his impressive fleet. Disregard his command of the fears on men.)
(Chadd Fearsons was not immune to time.)
(Soon, the time would arrive when he was in the hands of Tassadar. And when that time came, he would face justice, and repent for his crimes.)
(But for today, a pardon. A moment of celebration.)
(And the tick of time to warn him of his warrant.)

Oblivious to the TRE victory around him SolidSnake made his way to the core of the shipyards he was 10 kilometers away from the core.He had slain close to two dozen CF guards,and Snake suspected he would have to kill more to reach his goal.

The blade cut through the other man's body, severing it into two semi halves. Both of which fell slowly to the ground. What a fool to think they could have surprised the Lord.

As Snack turned his attention towards Maximus, a sudden and sharp pain raced from his right foot up through his legs and into his whole body. With a low growl, he looked down at his right foot, seeing that a knife was sticking handle out. A sneer crossed his lips as the Sith bent down and grabbed the handle. Making sure he had a tight hold of it, he yanked quickly, pulling the bloddied blade out of his foot. The wound began to ooze blood, but slowed down as Snack concentrated on the Force, calling it to help quicken up the recovery proccess. It would not fully heal him, but it would allow him to persue on without loss of blood.

The Force alerted Snack to a change. Quickly he looked up and saw the vibroblade arcing down towards his neck. It seemed that Maximus wanted to gain an advantage, and with that, wanted to attack quickly and frequently. Smirking, Snack used the pain from his foot to increase his strength and Force powers. His lightsaber quickly sprung up and parrayed the vibroblade away. Just as quickly as the two weapons parted from one another, Snack's other hand quickly shot out. He held the knife that was in his foot with that hand and struck out for Maximus's leg. The target was hit as the knife cut through the clothing and skin of Maximus's right thigh, embedding itself into the delicate tissue of his muscles.

ooc: just to clarify, the wound would probably be 1 to four inches deep, depending on who wide and muscular your leg is, and should pose no "fatal injury".