OOC:This is also a takeover of Bakura and Farquak Junior, not enough room in title to add that.


Edit:After deal with the Ssi-Ruuk, we are taking Endor instead of Lwhekk. I also killed the title, so everybody can see the three planets, without having to go and read the first to lines of this post.


IC:

Crinium smiled as he looked over the newly built Missile Cruiser. Just two months before the Cren had been forced to be content with their own planetary system. Now, with the arrival of the forgein ships, Jesmin's Mercenaries, they called themselves. Now, with the capture of the bridge of Jesmin's flagship, they have received information on almost every ship in the galaxy. Now, with that information they had built their first ever hyperspace capable ship, and had begun researching what it would take to upgrade their Rapiers to be faster, and upgrade their Saber Assault Bombers to be hyperspace capable. Now, they were researching their own ships, inventing them, designing, and soon, building them. The single shipyard that had been orbiting Farquak was joined by three half complete ones, and a half complete construction yard. For the first time ever, the Cren were preparing to go to war. Preparing for the battle against the ones who had taken their homeworld, Crennial, and changed the name to Jedark. Preparing for the massing of all the planets that the Jed had sent Cren to, and preparing to move into the galaxy known to the ones called humans, and the other races. But before they could manage that, they had to secure outposts leading to that area. With the news of the nearby Ssi-Ruuk, they had planned for their homeplanet, Lwhekk to be assaulted. Jesmin's Mercenaries had damaged them badly, destroying most of their defenses, leaving the rest in dry-dock, and only some smaller Fw'ren picket ships ready for actual battle. Their information on this aspect wasn't quite as good as he would have wished, but the most he could imagine them having was on of the Sh'ner Planetary Assault Cruisers ready for battle, which wouldn't be enough to stop the smaller Freedom Cruiser. The Ssi-Ruuk were ripe for the plunder, and there was nothing that they could do to stop the Cren. The force which had originally been slated for the assault against the Cren at Farquak, had been recalled during the battle between Jesmin and the Ssi-Ruuk, and had been almost completly destroyed, with the rest in dry-dock. Their outposts were in a bit of dissarray, as the as far as the Ssi-Ruuk knew, Jesmin was still at large. They had no idea that the Cren had actually destroyed her fleet, captured the bridge, plundered the information, and had intterogated her fully, to find out any tactical secrets she may have noticed from her last battle. There we no actual secrets. He had noticed that they prefered to sacrifice the Fw'ren Picket Ships and Swarm Battle droids before engaging the enemy themselves. Unfortunatly the High Council still had to put it to a vote. As a leader of the High Council, and the Commander in Chief of all Cren Armed Forces, he had no doubt that if he suggested they attack Lwhekk, note the fact they they had planned to attack Farquak, and would do so again once their fleet was built up once more, they would vote with him. But there were those that might disagree. He had to provide a solid case, or his and his staff's plan might fall through. The plan depended on the assault against Lwhekk, but he couldn't tell that to the council. If the plan was outlined, to many questions would need to be answered, uncomfortable questions.

As Crinium walked into the Grand Chamber of the High Council, he saw that there were only two other members there. One was his best friend, and the representor of his home nation, Can'd'any, Srenfor. The other was a long time ally and friend, Warontil, the representor of Dern'lya. They would both probably support his decisions, as they were both former war commanders, and knew that he was the best tactician on the world. They also realized that he might make a mistake, so they often kept careful attention on his plans, to make sure any mistakes were eliminate. In the High Council, their repulsor sleds were on the left and right of his. This allowed them to hit the hidden com units under their datapads and talk to him, warning him about what was about to happen, if it was polictical suicide or not. Since he was not the best politician, and had only opted for joining the High Council and leading it, due to the threat that presented itself in having Sawara lead the Council.

"My friends, what do the latest polls inform us?"

"Sawara has around 30% of the population potentionally voting for him as leader of the Council. You have around 40 percent. The other ones showing interest, Dolentia and Kenor, have ten and thirteen percent respectively. They are far enough back that they have no chance at leadership, so they will probably end up supporting one of the others."

"Wait, that leaves 7% not mentioned."

"True. There are 7% of Cren that are still undecided, though most are split between you and Sawara."

"But our views are almost completly oposite. Sawara will do anything to get to the top, wants to scrap any missions outside of Farquak, and just live here in peace, with our navy growing bigger, for defense. He wants our researchers to ignore the interest in adding hyperdrives on our ships, and concentrate on looking at how to inhabite Farquak Junior and Gernon. I want our navy to grow bigger, but for us to have hyperdrives, and for us to start an attack against any who seem to be enemies. Sawara wants to let the Jed have Crennial, while I demand that we proceed in taking over another planet, to improve our military might and to become closer to beng ready to return to Crennial. I agree that some of our nations are becoming over crowded and that Farquak Junior and Gernon should be inhabited, but we can't just go and ignore the fact that the Jed control Crennial, are ruining it and will never give it back to us. No, we need to strike now, and take Lwhekk, declare war on the Ssi-Ruuk, who were going to attack us, had Jemin not attacked them, learn the secrets of their ships, and attack with all our military might, destroying their damn fleet around Lwhekk, capturing it, implanting our own government over top of their own, and then proceed in attacking the outposts that they have set up. We need to do all these things."

"And we both, as former military commanders, agree with you, but if you outline you plan of completly destroying the Ssi-Ruuk and then moving off to attack other planets, you will be considered insane. The Cren have never had the military might to attack other planets. Now that we do, we need to unite as a High Council, and bring us together."

Suddenly the doors of the turbolift to the High Council opened. A Cren stepped out carrying two blasters and started to shoot at the three friends. Two bolts blasted through Srenfor, one in the right head, the other in the left neck. Three bolts blasted into Warontil, hitting his two heads, and his right neck. As Crinium dropped to the floor, a blaster bolt grazed his right side, and pain lanced through his body. He pulled out his two blaster rifles, and one blaster pistol, rolled over and kneeled. As he peered over the front of his repulsor sled he saw the assasin had started to fly a repulsor sled, the one of Wedor't, who Sawara leaded, over to his own. Crinium shifted the power levels to stun on his weapons and blasted the Cren in each head and the chest. He fell down, nocked out cold. To a human the shots to the ehad would have scambled their brain, to a Cren, it didn't do any damage, other then to nock them out. He grabbed at his comlink.

"Get a medical team down to the High Council Chamber immediatly. And call the police as well. I have two members down, most likely killed, one assasin stunned and a blaster graze on myself."

"We copy. Any idea on who the assasin is?"

"I haven't got close to him yet, but he did have the codes to pilot the Wedor't repulsor sled."

"Which he could have stolen, but I doubt it. Who are the dead members?"

"Srenfor and Warontil."

"Both opposers of Sawara. What a conincidence."

Crinium flew his sled over to Sawara's. As he peered inside he fell down in shock. It was...

It was Sawara himself. Instead of sending out his aides and friends to do his dirty work for him, he had actually come himself. Such a crime would definatly split the Cren in half, if it became to public. The pro-Sawara population would start crying out that it was a fake, that he was framed, or that it was lies made by Crinium. The pro-Crinium side would demand that he be tried for treason and murder, and if found guilty, killed. That split could mean the end of the peace, and could plunge the entire world back into a world war. Suddenly he remebered the captive, Jesmin Ragabag. Surely this had to have happenned from where she came from. He would have to pay a visit to her, and soon.

"Sir, what happenned here?"

Crinium looked over at a medic and a military polic officer.

"A problematic assasination attempt, with some success. Here we have Sawara, the assasinator, and over there we have to dead Councilers, Srenfor and Warontil, dead. I was forced to stun Sawara, in self defence."

"I see, replied the police officer. "What is going to happen with Sawara?"

"Absuletly nothing. You, and the medics, are going to be taken to a secure area, where Sawara will receive medical attention. After that, the members of the High Council will come and I will have a talk with them. The prisoner taken a few months back, Jesmin Ragabag, will be brought to me immediatly, apon my arrival at the secure installation."

"I understand sir." The military police officer called for an air ambulance, and for Jesmin to be taken to Base Alpha-Gamma. When the ambulance arrived, everybody left for Alpha-Gamma, along with a military police escort.

As the guards entered Jesmin’s cell, she was still sleeping. One of them kicked her awake.

“Get up, prisoner. Crinium wants to see you now.”

Jesmin slowly stood up. One of the guards went in front of her, while the other one went behind her.

“Fine. Where are we going anyway?”

Jesmin knew that Crinium was a high ranking official in the Farquak Empire. For him to want to see her, something had to be up, and something big.

“Where we are going in none of your business, at the moment. Just shut up, walk, and don’t try any funny business.” The guard stuck out his bottom left arm, and bottom right, pushing two blaster pistols into his palms. He opened his middle hand a dart shooter was evident. His to other hands pulled out a blaster rifle from a shoulder carrier. The guards switched places, pulling two blaster rifles out, with flame-throwers on the side, and a disruptor in the middle hand. “We are well armed, nothing you try will work.”

Jesmin was shocked by the amount of firepower each one could carry. She also realized that she could take them on. Two force pushes could blast them away, knocking their weapons out of their hands. A force run could speed her around, picking up the weapons, shooting the two guards with the dart shooter, and then make a run for it. The Cren would not have expected such an attack, she had not told them about the Jedi, or showed any of her powers. But to make a run for it would just get her killed. She had no allies, almost no information on the planet, and certainly nobody to hide amongst.

“Fine. What could I do anyway? There are no other Mon Cals here to hide amongst, no one to help me.”

Jesmin just complied with the orders they gave her, complaining, or disobedience would get her nowhere.

“There are those on Farquak who would gladly help you escape, if you helped them with something, or fit into their plots somehow.”

That was interesting. It showed that the Farquak Empire was obviously divided. Perhaps Crinium had some use for her that these guards didn’t know about, judging by the disgust he put into his voice when talking just before.

Maybe I will get a chance to escape.

That thought made her quite happy, as she was missing Mon Calamari, and had no information on what was happening in the galaxy or on her own home world. The last she had heard the Mon Calamari Republic was still trying to regain it’s foothold in the galaxy, and the Jutraalian Empire was stronger then ever. Hopefully things had changed.

If things have changed, a visit I must make, to Emperor Teebo.

As they walked up to the airspeeder, Jesmin let out a whistle. The Farquak Empire obviously wanted it to be well defended. Four other airspeeders, all heavily armed, were parked in a diamond shape around it, with four Rapiers forming an “X” formation around it as well. There were four Rapiers in the front, and four at the back. Twenty-four other Rapiers were flying around above, along with 24 Saber Assault Bombers. As they took off, 12 Rapiers flew underneath the convoy. The Saber Assault Bombers split up, forward and aft. Jesmin realized that it would take an extremely large force to even get near her. In the distance she saw other Rapiers and Saber Assault Bombers flying around, protecting the perimeter. On the ground were several tanks, flying along underneath. They were to far away for her to actually see what kind they were. As they flew into view of the water there were several water vessels, from carriers to frigates. At that moment they struck. Subs came from under water, firing at the other vessels. Saber Assault Bombers and Rapiers came in from the back, along with several tanks. As she looked they opened fire. The Rapiers, so great in numbers, were holding the fighters from defending the tanks on the ground, while the Saber Assault Bombers started missile runs against the friendly tanks. The enemy tanks moved forward for sweeping up.

“Please tell me this was a scheduled performance?”

“Sorry no. We have reports of fighting in the cities. I now have permission to tell you what is going on. Sawara, a political adversary to Crinium, was recently caught trying to kill him. Somehow news reached members of other nations, and pro-Sawara citizens, and they have struck out at everything pro-Crinium, saying that Sawara was framed. He will be executed if convicted, and they say Crinium is framing him. We have just been plunged back into a civil war, with you in the middle. They thought that you are actually Crinium, because of the coverage for this convoy, and have struck at it. Our tanks are being overwhelmed here on Par, Sawara’s home continent. Our Missile Cruiser in orbit currently has several battles raging on it. The two strongest military countries Can’d’any and Dern’lya are still strong, and support Crinium. But the nations on Par, H’ppar’mba and the Qu’anallier, have convinced some nations to join them. People are going back to the ancient treaties, and wars, and are going to plunge us back into our second world war. The two nations sharing Dern with Dern’lya, Shri’wentok and Gen’lem, have gone back to the old alliance, and are preparing for war on Dern’lya. The citizens of Par are destroying all forces not allied with them on that continent, and are preparing to attack Can’d’any, though I doubt they will succeed. T’tegor’f, Ravit’ld and Wedor’t are fighting each other, with Wedor’t and Ravit’ld on the same side, allied with Can’d’any. T’tegor’f has declared an alliance with Par, and are the strongest military on Dor. Since Par can’t hope to beat Can’d’any again, then the two nations on G’ral may be allied with them, though we have no news yet. Our escorts are pulling off to join the fighting, while we continue to Base Alpha-Gamma, which remains hidden.”

“I understand. Inform Crinium I will work with him to regain control of the world. Since I am going to be beside him, if they come to kill him, I will probably get killed in the process. I have fairly decent tactics myself.”

“I will inform him of that. Oh, and we just had an update, G’ral is split. Half for Par, half against, the K’ng’ral are for and the P’nor’tif are against. The K’ng’ral are weaker, but the current military assets on G’ral from Can’d’any give them the advantage.”

“If I am allowed to help out, I need a complete run down on everything. Who has what, with incoming updates, and the stats on everything. And as a suggestion, clear out everything from Can’d’any, get it over at Par. Cut off the head and you might get the rest to stand down. Everything on Par, fight a retreat until backup can arrive. Get me information on what happened to my crew.”

“You are allowed to help. We are getting that information. As for your crew, most are in prisons on Can’d’any.”

“Excellent. Get the Noghri, Kalarkh up to the Missile Cruiser, all the Aqualish and the Wookies, plus a squad of backup Cren Troopers, and they can get that ship back.”

“But that is only 557 people, plus the squad of Cren Troopers. There are 2 000 crewers on that ship, and around 1 500 are pro Par.”

“I know, but those people are the best fighters in the galaxy. Noghri are easily worth twelve humans, the Aqualish are itching for a fight, after being cooped up for so long, and the Wookies are around the same as the Noghri.”

“If you insist.”

“Trust me, it will work. Oh, and what is our ETA on Base Alpha-Gamma?”

“We are approaching now, with nobody following, or within visual distance.”

Jesmin looked out and saw a platform rising out of the water. The airspeeder landed on it, and immediately a magnetic field was put up, holding the water out. The platform retracted, deep under the ocean. A whole in the ocean floor gobbled up the platform. Two doors, made up of durasteel and disguised with rock, were closed over top. The platform stopped, and Jesmin saw that she was in one of the slickest operations ever. The base had 240 fighters, half Rapiers, half Saber Assault Bombers. AT-HAs were also sitting there. There were easily 50 subs there, 20 Sub Hunters and 10 Frigates. Cranes would place each on onto the platform, and if it did fully emerge from the water, lowered its magnetic field, they would simple float away. She was taken into the command operations, where huge computer screens displayed information on everything. She was lead to a seat, viewing screens full of data, including positions on the battles. The first one she looked at was who controlled what.

Current Par and allied forces military forces and positioning:

Air:
8500 Saber Assault Bombers
5000 Rapiers
25 000 Armed Airspeeders

Water:
500 Carriers
1 000 Frigates
2 000 Sub Hunters
8 000 Subs

Land:
1000 AT-HAs
1400 AT-ATs
100 000 troops

Positioning:

Par:
4 000 Saber Assault Bombers
2 000 Rapiers
10 000 Airspeeders
200 Carriers
400 Frigates
850 Sub Hunters
3 500 Subs
400 AT-HAs
500 AT-ATs
50 000 Troops

G’ral:
1 000 Saber Assault Bombers
850 Rapiers
6 000 Air Speeders
100 carriers
200 Frigates
400 Sub Hunters
2000 Subs
250 AT-HAs
200 AT-ATs
20 000 Troops

Dern:
3 500 Saber Assault Bombers
1 500 Rapiers
8 500 Air Speeders
100 Carriers
200 Frigates
400 Sub Hunters
2 000 Subs
300 AT-HAs
200 AT-ATs
20 000 Troops

Dor:
0 Saber Assault Bombers
650 Rapiers
500 Air Speeders
100 Carriers
200 Frigates
350 Sub Hunters
500 Subs
50 AT-HAs
500 AT-ATs
10 000 Troops


Current Can’d’any Forces:

Total:
8800 Saber Assault Bombers
5901 Rapiers
30 000 Air Speeders
450 Carriers
950 Frigates
1 500 Sub Hunters
7 000 Subs
800 AT-ATs
1000 AT-HAs
150 000 Troops

Jesmin smiled at this data, especially when she saw the screen on what was happening at the different continents.

Crinium watched as Jesmin scrolled across the numbers and was obviously thinking up a strategy. He walked over and tapped her shoulder.

“I am Crinium, and we appreciate your help. We originally had a lot more military power then Par and their friends, but we lost a lot of AT-ATs, Saber Assault Bombers and Rapiers in that intial Par skirmish, along with several carriers and frigates.”

“From what I see here the battle will be difficult, but not that hard. Our forces are now winning at Par, since they received reinforcements from Can’d’any. All Dern’lya needs to do is set up the long range batteries bombarding the enemies at a long range, and receive 500 Saber Assault Bombers from Can’d’any and 400 Rapiers from Can’d’any. Send everything from here to Dor, and you just won yourselves the battle. G’ral has sufficient forces to win. Free all my crew, tell them that they are being liberated, that the pro-Par Cren onboard the Missile Cruiser, and Cren on Par were the reason of their captivity, and you just got a lot more troops.”

Jesmin waited, knowing that her suggestions were sound.

"Sir Jesmin Ragabag is incoming."

"Excellent. How about the other members of the council?"

"Some have arrived, others aren't answering. The representatives from Qu’anallier, Shri’wentok, Gen’lem, T’tegor’f and K’ng’ral are all not answering. Everybody else has arrived. The backup representive from H’ppar’mba has yet to arrive."

"Sir, incoming images from the convoy bringing in Jesmin. You might not want to see this."

"Put it on anyway."

The images of the Can'd'any tanks being bombed, the carriers and frigates being destroyed by subs, and the air fleet being ripped apart by Rapiers was freakish.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"It seems news of Sawara's capture has been broadcasted to the other nations. Par is leading an assault to free him, though they have yet to come here. Currently they are trying to subdue the other continents, leaving Can'd'any alone."

“Damn. Prepare all hidden units inside of Par to activate; I want their leadership taken out. Get some slicers onto some robohacks, and load them up with explosives. Then send them on a crash course into the parliament buildings. Do the same for every country not allied with us.”

“Jesmin Ragabag has indicated that she wishes to help us against the ones attacking.”

“Indicate our pleasure with her offer, and agree.”

“She says she will need information on everything.”

“Get it for her. We need every bit of help we can get.”

“She wants all units from Can’d’any, since it isn’t actually being attacked, to reinforce the units on Par, while the current units just try to stay alive until backup arrives. She has a list of 557 of her prisoners, which she wants to be freed to make an attempt to control the Missile Cruiser, with two squads of Cren Troopers as backup. She says they can do it. The rest should be sent to help with the attack on Par, and tell them it was Sawara’s fault they were imprisoned.”

“Interesting. Authorize her commands; give her temporary full command powers. What is her ETA?”

“The platform is retracting now.”

“Excellent. Has the information been gathered?”

“Yes it has. Her information is waiting on those computers.”

“Fine.”

The doors suddenly opened and in walked the Mon Calamari, Jesmin Ragabag. An aide escorted her to the proper computers, and she quickly sat down, looking over them.

“I am Crinium, and we appreciate your help. We originally had a lot more military power then Par and their friends, but we lost a lot of AT-ATs, Saber Assault Bombers and Rapiers in that intial Par skirmish, along with several carriers and frigates.”

“From what I see here the battle will be difficult, but not that hard. Our forces are now winning at Par, since they received reinforcements from Can’d’any. All Dern’lya needs to do is set up the long range batteries bombarding the enemies at a long range, and receive 500 Saber Assault Bombers from Can’d’any and 400 Rapiers from Can’d’any. Send everything from here to Dor, and you just won yourselves the battle. G’ral has sufficient forces to win.”

Crinium was smiled at these orders. They were all quite sound, and were being carried out at that moment, since, unknown to Jesmin, a comm unit had being turned on while she was talking. But now that he had to talk, it would be turned off.

“Excellent suggestions. You will find that you have temporary full command powers. Your ideas have just been put into reality. In exchange for your help in this matter, what is it you desire? I know from the interrogation sessions that you wish to return to Mon Calamari, but is there something else you want, since I’m not sure if you can be permitted to leave?”

He waited hoping it was something simple and easy to deliver.

Jesmin frowned, as memories started to surface, concerning Crinium…

Three months before, in a dark chamber, two Cren stood over her, one who was Crinium.

“How did you get here?”

Jesmin remained silent.

“Don’t make us use force. Tell us what we want to know.”

She shook her head, and suddenly she felt something jab into her shoulder.

“Now, we are going to start again. How did you get here?”

Jesmin started to remember something from one month before…


Jesmin frowned as the news hit the bridge.

“Sir, incoming transmittion from our spy on Garos IV.”

“Put it on the main screen.”

The holographic image of the spy appeared.

“Sir it seems that the Shadow Guard leaders have declared war on you. They are sending out a fleet to-”. Suddenly the spy fell down dead. They heard the sound of a blaster whine for a split second and then the image turned into static.

“Sir, incoming ships. One Allegiance Star Destroyer, 14 Aegis Star Cruisers, 8 Nemesis Star Destroyers and numerous smaller vessels. They are deploying fighters, assort TIE series craft.”

“Damn. Our security must really be compromised. All right, full shields and retreat from the battle all speed. Jump heading to Ryloth, and then come out one minute later, and change course to Bakura.”

“But that is way out beside Ssi-Ruuk Space.”

“Exactly. Do it now, I have a plan, and don’t question my orders.”

“Yes sir.”

Jesmin’s Mercenaries, and they called themselves, jumped into hyperspace, came back out, and switched course. Once they were fully safe Jesmin turned to her bridge crew, and the holographic images of the other ship’s commanders.

“We are going to Bakura, because of their close proximity to Ssi-Ruuk Space. With the Shadow Guard searching for us we need to find a place to hid, and hopefully manufacture some ships. Also, we can send out ships on smaller jobs, like raiding somebody’s shipping or something. The Bakurans, who have been left out of the galactic war, for the most part, will be willing to pay us to do some scout work in the Ssi-Ruuk Space.”

“We completely agree with you Colonel.”

“Thank you for your confidence.”

Jesmin returned to her quarters, much happier now that she was safe, away from those damn Shadow Guard idiots.

The next day the fleet reverted into real space, right near Bakura.

“Sir the Bakurans are hailing us.”

“Shields up, don’t launch fighters, don’t power up weapons, open up communications indicating we are friendly and won’t fire unless fired upon. Tell them I will talk to them soon.”

“Yes sir.”

Jesmin ran to her turbolift to reach the bridge of her flagship, an Allegiance Star Destroyer.

“This is former Colonel Jesmin Ragabag, calling the Bakuran Space Defence Force. We come in peace.”

“This is Admiral Capstan. What do you want here?”

“Just some information on Ssi-Ruuk Space, Admiral.”

“That is all highly classified. Why should we give it to you, a stranger, who we have no proof is who she says she is?”

“You should, because Admiral, I am betting that you want to find out more of their military positioning and planet locations. We can do that for you, while we are out hiding there.”

“Why would somebody who has your military firepower be hiding?”

“I am hiding because a mercenary force is after me, and they have even more of a military force.”

“Fine, you will get your data. What information are you looking for?”

“Everything you have. Military positioning, specs on their ships, weak spots in their hulls, locations of their planets.”

“I see. The data you want will be waiting for you in four hours, at the Bakur Complex. I am warning you though, this information is out of date, as a scouting mission into Ssi-Ruuk Space would need too much military firepower at the moment. Though I have little doubts that they will pose much of a problem to your force.”

“Thank you Admiral. I will remember your warning.”

Jesmin signed off the comm.

“There you have it, all the information we can get is located right here, and we will have access to it in four hours and counting.”

Cheers rang out across the bridge; everybody realized that they had just scored a major victory on the way to hiding…

The four hours were over. Jesmin was leaving now to meet the Admiral, accompanied by the 200 of the best troops, including ten Noghri and fifty Wookies. There were also some Aqualish and Mon Calamarians. She would be well protected, if the Admiral chose to try anything. The Deliverence Shuttle launched from Allegiance, heading down to the Bakur Complex, to meet with the Admiral, and retrieve the information. The shuttle flew to the capital city, Salis D’aar, and landed at the Bakur Complex. The Admiral was waiting there, rows of storm troopers standing at attention. It was supposed to be an impressive display, but Jesmin could see how old and dirty the armour was, probably left over from when the Imperials originally controlled it. Her own troops had either storm trooper grade armour, but new, or special, traditional armour. They were all heavily armed and drilled. The Bakurans looked ill trained, and some of the armour didn’t even fit them. Four of Jesmin’s Noghri left first, holding positions at either side of the row, two on each side. The she walked out, hands near her blaster, personal shielding on her belt, as she walked out, two Wookies followed her, bowcasters ready, rykk blades at their sides. The rest of the troops similarly filed out. Two Noghri and four Wookies followed her as she went to meet the Admiral.

“Admiral, a pleasure to meet you. Do you have the information?”

Jesmin almost burst out into laughter at the sight of the Admiral. A pig-face man, fat and with more chins then she had ever seen, he was defiantly ugly. It was obvious he had a love for females; five scantily clad humans were attached to his wrist by slave collars. They all were of skinny nature, and were clinging to him, though it was obvious that they hated their job. All of them had very short leather skirts, with the exception of one, who was only were a thong, and had obviously just finished dancing for him, and was struggling to get to her skirt, but the Admiral held her tight against him, and kissed her, while moving his hands up to the zipper of her shirt. Their short skirts didn’t even cover all of the curves of their buttocks. They wore laced shirts, which just covered their breasts, though the skin was quite evident through it, as the material was thin, clung to them, and the holes in the lace were quite big. None had a bra on underneath. The lace was zipped up at the back, though some were partially down. It was quite evident they had been dancing for him, and her coming had startled him.

“Yes we have the information. It is waiting for you on the desk.”

He caste an eye over her slender form and was obviously judging her, and thinking of asking her if she wanted to join his group of females.

“Do you want to join me for a quick swim?” The Admiral pointed to a hot tub.

“Thank you, no.”

“Fine, but you can’t leave without some gift. Here, take this.”

He snapped his fingers and a male Mon Calamari came forward.

“My gift to you. He will do anything for you…”

The Admiral winked.

“It is always good to keep males around for female guest, no?”

“I accept your gift, and free him. He free to do what he wants,” replied Jesmin. The male Mon Calamari looked grateful and rushed away.

“Have fun Admiral, we will be back from scouting out Ssi-Ruuvi Space soon.”

“See you then.”

The Admiral finally got hold of the zipper on the dancer’s shirt, and pulled down, while his other hand moved to her thong. The shirt came off, and the thong was following, just as Jesmin turned to leave the room…

Jesmin walked up to the shuttle and boarded it.

“All troops, board the shuttle. We have our information.”

The Deliverence Shuttle took off, and Jesmin left the Admiral, along with his perverted mind, behind. As they flew up, she looked at the information. The information on their ships was quite good, probably due to the capture of the Shree Battle Cruiser ages ago. Unfortunately information on the planets was scarce, just the location of Lwhekk, and that it was the Ssi-Ruuk home planet. As they landed she ran up to the bridge.

“Plot course to these co-ordinates. Send the course to our other ships, and then jump. Lwhekk needs to be paid a visit.”

The fleet vanished into hyperspace moments later, to pay the Ssi-Ruuk a visit, which would end up being fatal for many…

Her comm beeping waked Jesmin up. She quickly hit it.

“Yes, what is it?”

“Five minute until reversion into real space, at Lwhekk.”

“Excellent, I will be there soon.”

Jesmin quickly threw on her uniform, and can down to the bridge. The clock showed one minute left into reversion.

“All ships, prepare for reversion.”

“Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero, plus one, plus t-”

The ship rocked as it came out of hyperspace.

“Enemy ships on long range sensors sir. Five Shree Battle Cruisers, two Sh’ner Planetary Assault Cruisers, 10 Wurrif-class Light Cruisers and 50 Fw’Sen Picket Ships. The Sh’ner Planetary Assault Cruisers are at the edge of the system, and just jumped. When we came in we received signs of a fleet jumping into hyperspace. I think the Ssi-Ruuvi are on the move again, the first time we have heard of, since they attacked Bakura a while ago. Their vector was heading towards the edge of the galaxy, not in any regions we have on our maps.”

“Any Lwhekk-class Manufacturing Ships?”

“Yes sir, five of them just came into view. They seem to be in orbit together.”

“Shields up, their scanner can’t see us yet. Every ship with missiles, load up with diamond boron missiles. All fighters and shuttles with missiles launch and prepare to target incoming fighters. Their ships are easy to destroy. With the Shree Battle Cruiser in a line before the Manufacturing ships, we just place our ships in the correct position, and each on can get two. Allegiance, between the first and second, MC-200, between the 2nd and 3rd, Imperial Star Destroyer, 3rd and 4th, MC-300, get in between the 4th and 5th. Missile Cruisers and Freedom Cruiser, fire on the Wurrif-class Light Cruisers. Aegis Star Cruiser and modified Corellian corvette, fire on the Fw’Sen Picket Ships. Interdictor, help them. Fighters, destroy every last one of those Swarm Battle Droids.”

“Sir, they don’t have any Swarm Battle Droids.”

“Yes they do, they just haven’t noticed us, and so they launched them yet. All ships, move closer.”

“Swarm-class Battle Droids launched and incoming. The Fw’Sen Picket Ships incoming as well. The rest of the ships are hanging back.”

Jesmin looked at the sensor board, it was glowing were the incoming ships were, providing light across the bridge.

“Figures. Sacrificing the P’w’ecks and battle droids to save their own skins. All ships, launch your diamond boron missiles.”

Every launcher in the fleet, including those on the TIE Defenders and Skipray Blastboats fired at the incoming mass of craft. Everybody knew that they had to destroy a lot, or they would be hopelessly outnumbered. 1576 diamond boron missiles lanced out at the incoming mass. With the incoming ships massed together, the enemy didn’t stand a chance. Each diamond boron missile was capable of destroying 4 Y-wings; the battle droids and picket ships would suffer severe damage. Suddenly explosions ripped into the formation, and the sensor board started to dim. The explosions dimmed away, and a new sensor reading was done.

“20 Fw’Sen Picket Ships remaining, though most are severally damaged. The battle droids have been reduced to 250, we destroyed tons of them in that salvo.”

“Excellent. All ships move forward, I want those ships destroyed. The Ssi-Ruuk intruded on our galaxy twice, and nobody has ever come back to them and to pay them back. Now we are here to teach them a lesson. To intrude in our space is to die.”

“So that is why we are attacking. You are delivering out vengeance to the ones who attacked many long years ago.”

“Yes.”

The fleet advanced, weapons blazing. The shields on the enemy cruisers started to glow. The Ssi-Ruuk were hopelessly outnumbered. Their advanced force had been decimated, and was currently being picked to pieces, brushes from turbolasers destroying them. The forward wedge of Jesmin’s fleet was ploughing into their formation, blasting the Wurrif Light Cruiser which came up to meet them, destroying two, and then advancing into the Shree Battle Cruiser formation. Jesmin glanced at the sensor board. The Aegis Star Cruisers had peeled off the attack on the Picket ships, only five remained, and the Interdictor and Corvette were demolishing them. They were heading straight for the middle of the Shree formation.

“Pride of Mon Calamari and Jesmin’s Prize, move on past the Shree Battle Cruisers, and start a run on the Lwhekk Manufacturing Ships. Aegis Star Cruisers, fill their places. All shuttles, commence strafing runs on the ground, and prepare to land troops.”

“Sir incoming ships from behind. It seems that the Ssi-Ruuk have recalled their advance force. Ten Shree Cruisers, two Sh’ner Planetary Assault Cruisers, and about five Wurrif Light Cruisers, nothing else.”

“@#%$. Continue bombardment of the current enemy ships. One sec while I d calculations.”

The Sh’ner Assault Cruisers offered little threat; the Missile Cruisers could deal with them. The Shree Cruisers were another fact all in themselves. If the current enemies were dealt with, then each of the current ships assaulting a Shree could deal with two. The rest could deal with the five Wurrif Cruisers.

“Continue bombardment, though all ships once your target is dead, peel off and form up. Here are your orders at the time.”

Jesmin told each one where to go, and when. The plan was set, if only they could deal with these threats.

“Sir they have micro-jumped in.”

“@#%$. Pride of Mon Calamari and Jesmin’s Pride, break off bombard the incoming ships now. Interdictor, Missile Cruisers, Freedom Cruisers and Corvette, go help. Fighters, prepare to do strafing runs. All other ships, deal with current targets.”

Jesmin frowned, this battle was getting riskier every moment.

“Another incoming fleet, 5 Shree Cruisers, 8 Wurrif Light Cruisers. Micro-jumping in now.”

“@#%$. All ships, retreat. Get through the we have opened, past the Manufacturing Ships.”

“Fourth fleet incoming.”

“Jump now, try to jump to Bakura, if you can’t get a course, do a blind jump.”

“We just lost the Missiles Cruisers, our ships are getting ripped to pieces.”

“Fourth fleet is firing on us.”

“Stay here, hold the door open for our ships to escape.”

“Incoming fighters.”

“All our ships have been destroyed sir. Our shields are at 5 percent.”

“Blind jump now.”

Allegiance jumped blindly into hyperspace, unknowingly heading straight towards Farquak. Jesmin was in agony; she has just lost several thousand people who had served her loyally.

Suddenly Allegiance popped out of hyperspace.

“Sir, we were pulled out of hyperspace a planet. It has two moons and is habitable.”

“Incoming fighters, unknown type.”

“Shields?”

“Up, though at five percent power.”

“Launching missiles.”

“Brace for impact.”

The incoming fighters fired off salvos of missiles, taking down the shields, and then started to use ion cannons on the ship.

“Engines disabled.”

“Front of the hull disabled.”

“Port side completely disabled.

“Starboard side disabled.

“Aft disabled.”

“Bridge disabled. We only have backup power.”

“All hands evacuate the ship.”

“Shuttles incoming, they are boarding.”

“Prepare all traps.”

Jesmin stretched out in the Force, and felt the intruders. They were defiantly alien, but not Yuuzhan Vong. Everybody checked the charges in their blasters, and then set up, hiding behind anything they could find. Suddenly the intruders came in.

“What the hell are those?” someone shouted. Blaster fire erupted, though the intruders fired only stun bolts. The aliens truly were strange, with two heads an-. One of them stunned her in the back, and she remembered no more…


That last thought brought her back to the actual time.

“You were one of the interrogators, were you not?”

“I was.”

“Then you know what I want. Why can’t I have it?”

Jesmin glared at the Cren, with hatred in her eyes. She could easily reach into the Force and kill this one Cren, without any effort. That kind of thought had gotten her kick out of the Jedi Academy, and almost turned her to the dark side, but she was willing to take the risk. The Cren had better offer something good, or else…she would kill him on the spot. Though she had not been taught how to kill someone through the Force, it was easy enough, and had been before. Use the Force to push against the front of the through, and push from the back, strangling the person, or thing. But she had never used her Force powers yet, while in captivity, and wasn’t sure if she should start now...

Crinium just stood there, waiting for Jesmin to come out of her thoughts. When she finally talked again, five minutes had passed.

“You were one of the interrogators, were you not?”

Crinium was force to answer that he was.

“Then you know what I want. Why can’t I have it?”

The Mon Calamari was glaring at him, and it was obvious that she was dangerously close to becoming mentally unstable, and attacking him.

“Yes, we know that you want to return to Mon Calamari, but, unfortunately, you can’t have that, because to let you leave would be to take a dangerous risk. You were a high military figure on your home world, you could easily put together a fleet had come back here, destroying us. We cannot let you live. Our own sources had indicated that the galaxy is in a terrible state, but Mon Calamari has a shipyard remaining, and some defences. We can let your crew go, they don’t know half of the information that you do, but you stay here. We will test you against our top military commanders, and place you in our military at the appropriate level, due to your results.

Hopefully the Mon Calamari would be reasonable; the deal was the best she could get.

Jesmin continued to glare at the Cren, preparing to kill him. Pressure built on his two necks, and he would be able to feel it soon. When the last part of the answer came out, she released pressure. To be tested against the top military commanders wouldn’t be to hard, and she could gain herself a ship while she was at it, to command and then defect from later on. She could also press Crinium to assault the rest of the galaxy, and defect when they reached a suitable world, like Bakura. The Ssi-Ruuk would be the first ones to be attacked; they deserved it, after having completely destroying her fleet, with the exception of Allegiance.

“You have a deal. When will my crew be transported off this world and sent to wherever they choose? When do I start the test?”

Jesmin hope it would be soon, the sooner she was tested and her crew was shipped off, the sooner she could get off this world.