A lone man sat at the controls of a missile boat that was stolen from a small space station. All of the original designs were spray painted off, the boat looked quite colorful in nature with a few skulls painted on there and what appeared to be a medical sign as well. He smiled as he sat at the piolets seat and started noticing a small trade route that he found to the planet. He targeted a yt-1300 that was passing by and let out a concussion missil which instantly destroyed the ship since it's sheilds were not raised, two more ships fell victim to his attacks. He smiled slightly, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Terrorism is such a great way for revenge and for a bit of profit. <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

He plotted his course towards another group of traders medium transports, instantly blowing up the first with 2 concussion missiles. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> I hope they get the hint to come, I am so looking forwards to negations with them. <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Vonta immediatly saw the vagerbond that was picking a fight with her. Very well then.

The saber strike stood ready to go in to full attack. But vonta intercedes the full contimgent of fighters had already been launched.

" All fighters hold positions, I well handle this one my self. 1 wing of Droid x-wings, and the tie droids locked on to my X-wing. Fighter group omega stand by for plan 14-A. And tell The gunnships to lock trater beams on him on my mark. Advise all other ships to stay out of weapons range of the craft. We do not know what he is packing but it is some thing that is bad enough to come alone. Lock weapons on that craft and maintain a defensive position."

Vonta was a pilot and a jedi she would face this one on her own. He has some thing that he is not showing and she well not put capitol ships at risk when she can finish this her self.

Logan read Vonta's report.He stood frozen for a moment then he threw the datapad across the bridge.

"Captain"

Neychev walked up behinf Logan nervously

"Yes sir?"

"Have the <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> enter hyperspace and assist Admiral Horn"
"Aye sir"

The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> entered hyperspace and headed for The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Saber Strike<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

OOC: please state the ships that are here... I stated mine, now you state yours.

IC: He smiled slightly, everything was going as he had expected. He looked at the different ships starting to arrive. He smiled slightly and looked towards the different ships. He looked over the controls and smelled the fresh scent from the shipyads. He flipped on the comm switch and spoke in a friendly heavy voice, "Greetings, this is Jim, do I have your attention or is there a need to show more?" He looked over the scanners and locked missiles on the gunships that had entered the systems.

OOC: Fleet Manifest:
ISD <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
2 Gunships
1 Nebulon-B Cruiser

IC:

"Exit hyperspace Captain"

The <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Keerow<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> entered realspace at the edge of the system.

"Captain,put me on"

"Aye,sir"

Captain Neychev nodded and pushed a button on his control board.

"This is Grand Admiral Logan of the New Alliance.Leave the Myrkr system <!--EZCODE BOLD START--> <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Now<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><!--EZCODE BOLD END-->,Jim."

Logan muted the comm and glanced at Neychev.

"Now Captain"

Vonta engaged the gunboat all of the capitol ships were well out of the gunboats fireing range. The wing of droid X fighters and vonta with her X-wing and escort of tie droids. The gun boat just entered her fireing range.

The fighters all unlease every thing that they have. All of the fighters are faster then the gunboat. Vonta locks on proton torps fireing a pair a the ship. the ship managed to evade some of the fire but not all dozens of beams of laser fire weakened the shields and the proton torpedos explode prematuraly. Vonta had set them on a proximity fuse. detonating just out side of the ship surely knocking out most if not all of the ships systems.

He smiled slightly, he put a special program he had into effect. It appeared that all of the systems shutdown, he looked at the fighters as all the systems went down. The systems were appearently down, but he had made sure that the safety systems to keep intruders from getting into the ship were still in place. He hadnt really had time to warn them about his friends... but he figured a good interigation would get that from him. But they would atleast have to spend an hour at the hull of the ship to get him out thanks to a few of his special modifications to the ship. He smiled, he would be worthy of the cause, now it was merely a waiting game...

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> They will take over an hour if they are extreamly good... if they were clusmy it would take 10 hours. Somewhere in the middle would be the amount. If they just blew the ship up it would be a matter of time before my friends found out... which would be a much sweeter revenge... <!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

He started working on a few wires under the dash to get his Comm working again, apparently they had no sense of honor in their words... telling a person to leave and then shooting them up without giving them a change to reply or leave...

From the bridge of the Disruptor Fearsons let out a low-pitched growl, the times were too much at stake for one of his best agents to have stolen his craft and go on some damn fool crusade like this.

"We are at a Code Red Terrorist emergancy! Repeat, Code Red, terrorist emergancy!" was heard over the loudspeaker of the craft, and Fearsons simply watched the radar screens as TIE Advanced were launched.

"Get me a channel open to that missile boat! Those thing are priceless!" Fearsons barked looking down at the communications officer. He nodded in response quickly and Fearsons walked in front of the screen, seeing the man there. "You are hereby ordered to withdraw, return at once with your stolen missile boat, I mean that NOW!"

He worked hard on the Comm system, working on a few wires that had blown out. He quickly got it operational. He quickly flicked on the Comm control, "For diplomacy, I am suprise... claiming to let a person a chance to escape and not give them a chance at all... I hope you are prepared to defend yourself," he said as he pushed a button emitting a signal, "Because if you are not, I have about 20 mates that will be comming in here to wip you... and they are like me with verious stolen craft, but most of them are Missile Boats... though we do have about 5 excellent ships with anti fighter guns... to take care of a few annoyances..." He smiled slightly, "Are you ready to start negotations, try to capture a poor soul like me risking the attack of others, or simply destroy me with all my secrets? All I have to say is you may have conflict soon, so I hope for your best wishes..." he smiled slightly as he waited for a response

The abolisher had just jumped into the system. Vonta was wondering when that thing would arrive. Immediatly it engaged the hyperspace bubble system that would destroy any ships coming in from hyper space.

"You have a funny sence of depomacy your self coming with guns a fireing. And thank you for the warning." She cut off comms the gunboat switching to a different channel.

"Droid X fighter wing disable and retreive the ememy craft."

The Four X-wings movein two of the fighters disengage their S-foils from attack position and extend their droid grappler arms. The pilots flying while the droid mind of the fighter uses the large arms to grab on to the ship to stabilize it.

One of the pilots. "Grapplers engaged in 5-4-3...."

The Tie droids and vonta waited not far a way watching the ship closely.