Star Wars : The New Sith Crisis

Trouble in triplicate

Note: There is a vision by Lyth Aria between this entry and my last one, but FA is going to write it.

Floating in space, the First Imperial Invasion Fleet prepared for part one of the offensive. Because of some changes in the original plan, Admiral Kirkosh would be directing the attack against the Neimoidia. All of the ships had checked in, and he signaled to his com officer. "Prepare to transmit the message to General Tann. The attack is on."

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Sev'rannce Tann got the message as her last Star Destroyer checked in. It would be about thirty minutes before her Kashyyyk attack would launch. She looked out the viewport at the mighty fleet she ahd assembled. 18 Star Destroyers plus countless smaller capitol ships. The droid armies were ready, and All of the starfighters had overgone a retro-fit to add the new weapons stolen from the Federation. Also, they had several new modifications that Imperial Engineers had prepared for them. And, sitting in the middle of the fleet, was the Hope of Victory. A massive contraption that carried the key to the entire battle. If it was lost, the whole plan would be off.

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Starlines became stars as Kirkosh's fleet emerged from hyperspace. Immediately a volley of turbolaser fire descended towards the surface of Neimoidia. The shield generators didn't have time to come online before they were turned to dust by the Imperial attack. TIE fighters swept ahead of the larger ships as an orbital platform fell, burning, towards the surface of Neimoidia, a victim of the guns of Kirkosh's flagship, the Imperial II-class Star Destroyer Vengeance.
"Sir, we are revieving a transmission from the surface." The comm officer spoke.
Probably those cowards surrendering. Kirkosh thought. He hated the Neimoidians because they were such greedy cowards, yet, that nature would be useful. Soon, the empire would have enough cash to fund its offensives against the Federation. "Let him speak." Kirkosh ordered the officer. Immediately, a Neimoidian figure appeared on the holo-pad. Kirkosh stepped onto its match as the Neimoidian spoke.
"Who are you and how dare you attack us?" He spoke
"Protocol first, scum." Kirkosh interrupted him. "I am Admiral Kirkosh, commanding the first Imperial Invasion Fleet. You will pipe this message throughout the entire planet. If you don't, my gunners will teach you a painful lesson." He looked at the monitor indicating that all of Neimoidia was listening. "Citizens of Neimoidia. This is Admiral Kirkosh of the Imperial Navy. You are to present me with 500 Trillion credits by noon today or I shall sterilize your planet. You have three hours, the clock is ticking."

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The time hit and Sev'rannce Tann's force launched for Kashyyyk. Before departure, she had sent Pellaeon the message. Time to go: Kessel is ready for the taking.

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On the surface of Neimoidia, panic broke out upon the reception of Kirkosh's message. The nervous crowds filled the street, many of them heading forn the banks to empty their accounts before the government confiscated them to pay the tremendous price tag Kirkosh has set on their planet. Eveyone knew the treasurey was at 100 trillions, but the planet was certainly wealthy enough to pay the price. As minutes ticked off the clock, government officials visited each bank, draining its vaults. They reached the 500 trillion threshhold at 11:46. All the cash was loaded onto a shuttle and sent zipping upwards.

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Kirkosh watched as the shuttle drew closer. "Defenders, intercept that shuttle. It is not to be destroyed, only captured." He watched as the ships launched, firing lasers as they approached. The shuttle's shields fell and the defnders dragged it back to the Vengeance. As soon as it was safely on board, the Imperials fired a parting volley. Just before the Imperials left, Kirkosh transmitted a final message. "May this serve as a preview of what will happen if you ever defy the Empire. It's been a pleasure doing business with you." Stars became Starlines as the destroyers left for hyperspace.

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The world of Kashyyyk appeared on Sev'rannce Tann's viewscreen as her ships came out of hyperspace. The Wookies were too quick in getting their shields up to be caught by the instant-volley trick. Kashyyyk's shields were alive and well. The turbolaser blasts were sucked up by them. Tann's destroyers began engaging the orbital defense platforms. She watched out the viewscreen as Wookie ships, mainly corvettes and freighters, with one old frigate and several squadrons of starfighters, began rising from the surface. She ordered her Defenders to launch and deal with the rising Wookies. Already she was entering into battle meditation. It didn't escape her eye that one group of fighters stayed near the shields. She dismissed them as gun-shy rookies.

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Kroac stood at the Wookie Command Center in the middle of Kashyyyk. He was thiunking ovber what to do now with the fleet of Imperials at his doorstep. The activating shields and mobilizing defense forces had been pre-established, but Kroak knew that the small fleet he had would go nowhere against the invaders. His mind spun as he thought about what to do.

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As General Tann's meditation took effect, the Imperials skill level jumped by at least 40%. The Defenders finished off the attackers in short order. Meanwhile, the Hope of Victory moved slowly but inexorably forwards, moving toward the Wookie shield. As it drew nearer, the Orbital Defense Platforms focused their fire on it. As the ship came under fire, Tann snapped out of her meditation. She watched as laser-fire poured into the ship. As it drew near the Wookie shield she watched as its own shield flickered out. It rammed the Wookie shield as the laser-fire destroyed it. So perished the Hope of Victory. Sev'rannce Tann looked on as it burst. Then smiled to herself. It had happened in time.

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"Sir, our shields are losing power!" Croak turned at the cry of his weapons officer. "They have been going down ever since that Imperial ship rammed them. I don't understand it."
Croak didn't either, but he ordered the Wookie Ground Defense Corp to mobilize immediately. They would be ready when those stormtroopers arrived.

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Sev'rannce Tann watched as the shield collapsed. Her transports and TIE's swept forwards as the Star Destroyers piunded the Wookie surface to air defenses. She rushed to her Defender to join in the battle. Everything was going as planned.

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Across the stars, another invasion was also in prgress. Grand Admiral Pellaeon, commanding the Chimaera and a powerful fleet had just emerged near Kessel.

More to come later. I'll say when you can put in your excerpt Nathan

Posted by Jarlath Cadman at August 9, 2004 08:25 PM