Faction &nbsp; Reforma: The first Step of Unity

Chris Walker | Corcad Milhas | @Wir'azani'lice|

Alli Vern |

Tristan Evore | those I missed, send me your tag and I'll add it in the next post.

Tristan Evore · Apr 11, 2020

Location: The Conquestidor
Objective: Divide and Conquer and then Fres
Tags:

The Lord of Hunger

Ben Craig

Chris Walker , Corcad Milhas

Alli Vern

Fleet Admiral Tristan Evore couldn't help but gawk at the size of the Pirate Armada stationed at Schesa. It was incredible any pirate could assemble a fleet of this magnitude. Hell, the Directorate didn't have this many ships, but of course that may have had something to do with Tristan, Ben and Credius unwillingness to given in to the tyrnical demands of the Imperial Chairman.

Even thinking about the man made Tristan light headed. The ideas of the Directorate just came at too high a price. Thier revolution or rather third exodus had freed them of the deeds of that man and those few who stayed with him.

"Attention Pirate Vessels, this is Fleet Admiral Tristan Evore of the..." he paused. The large fleet of warships and sizable army hadn't been anointed in any official capacity and so he couldn't help but find himself...helpless.

"This is Fleet Admiral Tristan Evore of the Greater Union. Under Galactic Law you are hereby ordered to withdraw or we will open fire" he improvised. It couldn't hurt to tell a lie, right?

Ben Craig · Apr 11, 2020

D I S T R E S S

Location: Schesa - The Retaliator
Uniform: This
Tagging:

Chris Walker | The Scout Trooper | Corcad Milhas |

Leenic Ellsil |

Kren | Wir'azani'lice |

Alli Vern

Ben had dealt with pirates before. He knew how to deal with their “kind”. It had been several weeks since the former Imperial Directorate group had left their posts and said goodbye to the Directorate. It was a major blow when two of the Directorate’s top officers left, sparking the flame as more and more Directorate troops and officers left, forming an odd ragtag group of bored Imperials. Lately they were becoming a sort of galactic vigilante answering distress calls from all over the galaxy and using their assets they’d either acquired themselves, or taken with them from the Directorate.

Ben walked across the deck of the bridge, his white cape flowing behind him. Come to think of it, he had become a sort of warlord. He had brought only a fraction of what he truly had from the Directorate. Unfortunately, Ben was unable to bring his entire fleet with him. He wasn't able to persuade all his captains and crewmen to join him. He was committing treason after all. But all for a good reason. The Directorate was not what it used to be. It’s former glory was of no more. The ideals and beliefs of the Directorate had changed, and the Chairman himself was responsible for orchestrating the downfall of the Directorate.

“Prepare to jump to light speed.” His officers nodded. His flagship jolted as it flew across space and arrived at its destination. “Well that’s not something you see everyday.” Ben muttered, the pirates had managed to form a formidable force of frigates and cruisers. But they were no match for the new ships Ben had. With Credius leaving as well, they had the best of the best N&Z umbrella corporation ships available at their disposal. Ben was rather excited they had been called. Among his fleet were his very own InfiniVerse Instigator Class Star Destroyer. He was anxious to test them in battle. He also commanded a couple Allegiance I , Allegiance I Infini , and Allegiance II Class Star Destroyers. They were all top of the line ships, as were all N&Z umbrella corporation ships. They strive to be the best!

Ben Was not alone in this operation however. There were other former Imperial Directorate members present as well. Ben looked out the viewport and watched as Fleet Admiral Tristan Evore’s fleet came into view. Ben hadn’t heard much about the fleet admiral, but he was sure he was competent. No incompetent man rose to the rank of fleet admiral. Ben had seen to that as a former Grand Admiral and Joint Chief on the Supreme War Council aboard the Directorate.

Haon Hafey · Apr 12, 2020

Tagging:

Chris Walker | The Scout Trooper | Corcad Milhas |

Leenic Ellsil |

Kren | Wir'azani'lice |

Alli Vern

Ben Craig

"Gun" Fleet
Flatwell Cloaked Cruiser Carrier "Medusa" (x) (Cloaked)
Tsukkian Escort Corvettes (2) (x)
PCL 27C (4) (x)
Type-C Carrier Corvette (4) (x)
Maia-class Interceptors (Starfighters) (x)
Gamma-class Assault Shuttles (Support Craft)
Crystal-class Clawcraft (Haon Hafey Personal Starfighter) (x)

There was silence across the bridge of the Medusa, the soft clicking of keys from those at station as the cloaking device was still holding. The small telescopes attached that were ancient in design laid bare all across the Flatwell Cruiser. Sensors were completely offline as was most communications save for short wavebands. The corvettes disguised as old commerce vessels outside were escorting mercenaries and new pilots to their designation as well as soldiers in an effort to curb some recent piracy activity in the sector with Haon himself more than happy to oblige in helping out. However what was sent to him on short range communication made his jaw drop. The fleet...was massive, the pirate fleet was nothing to be messed with and the numbers...he did not have them to withstand a force that large and this cruiser could not withstand it either. All the corvettes were around the Flatwell but keeping there distance, having calibrated their sensors to not accidentally run into the Flatwell.

However as suddenly as his fears, new reports were coming in of Star Destroyers to bear down upon the encroaching fleet. This slowly made Haon smile widely, his eyes gleaming with an opportunity as he made a short wave report towards his corvettes in the fleet to prepare all starfighters and boarding craft for immediate launch. The orders were simple: Make it seem like they were spectators to the fight, attempting to merely get around them and with it, the chance to get a little closer to one of the small groups of frigates, in particular, the Razor-class Frigate as he had very good plans for them.

"Broadcast. This is Captain Hafey to all in fleet. I want that Razor-class Frigate in much desirable condition as possible. All those in the assault shuttles is to make it a priority to capture that ship. Rest of you, you are under starfighter destruction duty. Make me proud."

The communication was cut off as he turned one of the electrotelescopes towards a marked location, seeing far off in the distance one of the star destroyers as he leaned back, biting the bottom of his lip. One of the technicians came over to relay orders but Haon spoke first, wanting this done.

"Prepare my ship. Load in the Seismic Missiles, I am going to need to destroy some large ships."

The male human nodded and backed off, going down into the hanger bay as Haon would look back through the electrotelescope, awaiting the first move, all the while wondering what will occur first. The first shot...or the first turn to hyperspace.

Lefthander Narrator · Apr 13, 2020

Pirate Power

Slightly annoyed by the arrival of all these ships at his doorsteps, the Piratelord looked through the viewscreen of his personal cruiser when there was a mass of ships conglomerating in front of him. "Use the Battle group formation, like how we took down those hutts two months ago, prepare for combat," Baltra got back into his seat when the cruisers of his fleet slowly started to form up, showing their numerical superiority over this incoming mish mash of a fleet. "We have the numbers, they may have bigger ships, but do not be wary of this, my soldiers, my pirates, my friends. They will not succeed...Schesa is ours!!"

"Allright, connect me through," Balta listened over the comms to

Tristan Evore extolling his title, his rank and his fleet, but rather than to feel intimidated, the Pirate Lord only laughed in response. "You do not possess the strength to threaten me, my dear Fleet Admiral, I suggest retreating before you lose that what you have left."

The pirate fleet was beginning to form up properly, with each battlegroup consisting out of ten cruisers, each carrying two to three wings of starfighters. There were about five of these battlegroups already standing by to greet the incoming opposition. Letting his own voice go through the comms, the Pirate Lord clearly declared his intent to the newly incoming fleets. "I am Lord Baltra, rightful ruler of this here system...My fleet is prepared to let you through if you're willing to go to another system, but if you are not willing to do so, we will crush each and every one of you," Looking at the database for the naval markings of factions, the man smiled and continued. "A rag tag bunch of former Directorate ships, you lack the weaponry and the support to defeat us. I do not see the known Dictator class ships, I do not see the Valedictorian among your vessels...has the support from that company waned and let go of you?"

As to show his intent, if those in charge of this exodus fleet did not turn around, each battle group would have their forward cannons concentrate fire upon the leading group of Tristan Evore's ships.

Haon Hafey

Tranquility · Apr 13, 2020

Tranquility was busy, the world of cyber warfare shouldn't be forgotten. While everyone else began to position their fleets and posture, there was a whole other war going on. The electronic infiltration of the enemy ships was under way. Hidden in the comms of the Zweihander Union was malicious code. Code run by no other than Tranquility. She didn't yet have the resources to do something more intricate. A billion ideas but no funding to do them yet. So instead she had gone rogue a bit. Hopefully the organics wouldn't mind. Her creator had taught her it was better to ask for forgiveness than permission.

While what would ordinarily be just an ordinary conversation between pirate lord and fleet admiral but instead it was an attack, orchestrated before any gun was fired. She began her work, the assault of the computer system of the enemy command vessel. Defenses were probed and a net was beginning to appear. Tranquility was focused, while yes she had a droid body on one of the ships in the fleet, she had less processing power than she would of liked. She would have to work with the companies that provided ships to give her a perch or something.

Tranquility began to form an attack The first shot was fired as her program attacked the firewall. If she did this right, no one would know she had even done anything, worst case it would only get harder from here.

Tristan Evore · Apr 14, 2020

Bridge
The Conquistador
Schesa System

The so called "Pirate Lord" amused Tristan. The Fleet Admiral stared into the screen as he contemplated on how to respond to this. It was actually quite entertaining in his opinion. The Pirate seemed to think he was in charge. Tristan couldn't help but wonder what his Captains thought. Were they in this to fight against Star Destoyer's and Battlecruisers. Or were they just interested in profit

There was a reason many people called him a genius and in one bold and unexpected move he replied to the Pirate.

"<Your right. I can't defeat you. But then again, you can't defeat me. Or more accurately you can't claim victory over me. My warships, while few in number compared to your armada, are quite powerful. Powerful enough to cause enough disruption in your operation. You wouldn't make a lot of profit then would you? But what if I told you, I could arrange for you to be...rich. Not, Holo-Net Star rich and not warlord rich. But, as rich as the owners of the N&Z Corporation and the Kuat Drive Yards combined>"

Tristan indulged in this game of pretense. He couldn't help but use the force to slightly influence the Pirate Lord. He used the force to send images of the Pirate Fleet orbiting Jakku. The difference in the fleet was the fact it was spearheaded by the Ancient Dreadnought Ravager, a ship that had laid in the surface of Jakku for neary a thousand years

"<You see, if you leave here, not only will I give you rights as the Moff of Jakku to salvage the Ravager, but I will also rebuild it for you. You, will be the Pirate Lord. You'll have control of a massive Pirate Armada and army. You'll rule through fear. In addition, I'll make the ship equppied with the same technologies as the Dictator Class. You don't believe I can do such a thing? I am member of the N&Z Corporation, I am a Sith Lord but more importantly I am rich and I can do whatever I want. Do you want more than this? Because I can gurentee you a life of leisure if you join me. Law and Order or in your case No Law and Pirate Order. We'll turn a blind eye to Jakku if you agree>"

He bought time for the Secertary of Intelegince tk hack the Pirates systems, and once that was completed, Tristans fleet would pick the Pirate "Lord's" fleets to pieces. Not all of the ships however.

Lefthander Narrator |

Ben Craig

Ben Craig · Apr 17, 2020

E X E C U T E

Location: Schesa - The Retaliator
Uniform: This
Tagging:

Chris Walker | The Scout Trooper | Corcad Milhas |

Leenic Ellsil |

Kren | Wir'azani'lice |

Tranquility |

Haon Hafey |

What was this so-called fleet admiral (

Tristan Evore ) speaking to the pirates for? Every minute he spent talking was a minute given to the pirate to ready his ships for combat. Ben would not sit back and let the two chat. "Move the Instigators forward." The officer nodded. The bridge of the Retaliator was rife with action. Everyone was getting ready. "Commodore, is my flagship ready for combat?" Ben turned around, eyebrows raised, "Yes sir, the Retaliator is ready for combat." Ben nodded, "Excellent ready weapons." Ben turned around, gazing out the viewports.

Ben could practically smell the battle was going to begin. He would not give the pirates the satisfaction of striking first. After hearing confirmation that his ships were in position and awaiting the order to fire, Ben smiled, "Instigators focus fire on the lead enemy ship. Our technicians have pinpointed the location of the pirate lord via their little chat. On my command prepare to fire."

Haon Hafey · Apr 17, 2020

Lefthander Narrator

Tristan Evore

Ben Craig

Tranquility

"Gun" Fleet

Flatwell Cloaked Cruiser Carrier "Medusa" (x) (Cloaked)
Tsukkian Escort Corvettes (2) (x)
PCL 27C (4) (x)
Type-C Carrier Corvette (4) (x)
Maia-class Interceptors (Starfighters) (x)
Gamma-class Assault Shuttles (Support Craft)
Crystal-class Clawcraft (Haon Hafey Personal Starfighter) (x)

"Sir, a cruiser is getting awfully close. Shall I prioritize our weaponry towards it?"
"Indeed. Flank it from the rear, away from the main fleet to where if they open fire, they will hit their own."

There was a small silence as Haon entered a command, short wave to inform all pilots to be ready for immediate deployment. The soft siren wale would be given out in each corvette, making them race into their respective fighter or shuttlecraft. Haon would simply stare out into the void, everyone looking toward a simple direction as they went behind near the engine section of a cruiser, in particular, a Derapha Cruiser that all have taken turns looking through the electro-telescope. At that moment, Haon spoke out loud once he had a look, in marvel of the ships old and ancient design.

"Such a loss upon the galaxy once we fire upon it. Sensor crew, scan for measurements and weapon placements. Once finished...you may commence the order to open fire."

There was a small silence on the bridge as they did as ordered, knowing full well it was something Haon truly wanted to work on much later in life now. The silence on the bridge was universal throughout the entire Medusa, waiting for the given command to proceed to open fire. Pilots sat in their interceptors, waiting for the right moment to lead the attack as shuttle pilots looked back upon the members of their soldiery, noting one that seemed silent in the back, clad in weaponry and in silence.

After several minutes of silence, the lead sensor leader gave a thumbs up, informing that all scans were complete and they had now got into the perfect range to unload all weaponry in the back of the Derapha without fail. At the same moment, concussion missiles were being loaded into their respective tubes and the loud whining cranks of it being pressed forward into position. Then it happened, the lead pilot in the chair would yell out.

"DECLOAK AND OPEN FIRE!"

The soft shimmering of light would end around the Flatwell, it finally revealing itself on sensors across the battlefield to all participants involved, this massive ship somehow having a working cloaking device and was literally on the back right side of the pirate lords fleet. Before the Derapha could even respond, all corvettes would open fire that had able weaponry along with the Flatwell. Turbolaser fire would shoot out, missiles included along with hundreds if not hundreds of quad-laser turret fire bolts shooting through space towards the rear of the target. Their Q-Ship status no longer in question, these were capable and destructive war ships designed for surprise hit and run. As the fire of bolts smashed into the rear, where the shields were not even defending at full strength, parts of the ship would start to fall apart as the engine section became a mash of molted metal. The Derapha failed to turn if at all to defend itself and within half a minute of concentrated firepower, the entire ship started to erupt in explosions all over the bow and fore of the ship before even a small fireball of an explosion, breaking apart in three as it smashed into the reactor from the back and forced it to implode on the inside.

"To all of those that are concerned...this is Haon Hafey of the Metal Lords. You are trespassing on protected land guarded by the Metal Lord Hafey. You are to cease your presence here pirates or prepare to be eviscerated completely. Your time to leave is now, whatever is destroyed is now ours for the taking!"

At that moment, Haon would spread his arms as literally hundreds of Maia-class Interceptors passed by the Flatwell, some launched from itself, others having been launched by the corvettes and the PCLs whom have opened their cargo bays to unleash their gigantic swarm of interceptors and gamma-assault shuttles. Any starfighters that tried to take off from the rear at this moment were destroyed quickly by the Maias, all the while protecting the convoy of boarding shuttles as they headed for their respective targets. The Star Destroyers on the other side he could not picked up was almost of no concern...the concern centered on the large amount of pirate cruisers in front of him, and how quickly they could possibly turn as the corvettes would start defending the Flatwell, all the while the PCLs would start to dash forward into the fleet of pirates for a distraction, all the while powering their hyperdrives as they had no weaponry but lots of speed to use against them.

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Tranquaility would notice several new port signatures having opened up, most of them being the fast moving Maia-class Interceptors though one in particular was the Flatwell whom has opened itself to be rather vulnerable. Whoever was in charge of sensor operations have opened it up completely, whether by accident or not, it can be exploited if systems were to be learned.

Tristan Evore · Apr 17, 2020

"<Oh, what the hell. All ships, open fire. Concertate on the main enemy vessel.Cut transmission>" Tristan ordered. It seemed Admiral Craig had become impatient and effectively ruined any chance the Zwiehanded Union had of seizing control of the Pirate vessels. "Cruisers, move to intercept the enemy firgates under no circumstance should they be allowed to swarm! Commodore, hail Admiral Craig" Tristans voice boomed

The battle was beginng to unfold and it seemed what appeared to be a Civilian Fleet was wreaking havoc on the Pirate forces. "<Ben, there was a concept to my madness. I wasn't actually negotiating with the pirates I was attempting to bide our time to let @Tranquillity to hack the pirate computers and allow us to seize the vessels. There is no good of salvaging that now. Evore, out>"

"Tyrant Cruisers Righteous and Heavenly, unleash your payload on the enemy flagship. Captain Santos, prepare for close quarters combat. Bring us about" he yelled. There was nothing like being in a battle that was unexpected. "To hell with this. Commodore, order our escorts to begin firing their Long Range weaponry at .2 second intervals. Concentrate our main weapons on the flagship. Inpaod everything. Signal the Metal Lord fleet, we're going in"

Tags:

Haon Hafey | @Lefthander Narrative

For the record: My ships are doing cover fire for my Princeps Class as I move my main Task Force inside the pirate formation Inna misguided attempt to break through

Lefthander Narrator · Apr 17, 2020

Something was happening, but the Pirate lord couldn't put his finger on it. Were the enemy affraid, had they lost their nerve?

Obviously he couldn't just throw every bone into the same corner because of some gut feeling, so Baltra disregarded his instinct, until yet another managed to reach his vessel over the comms, annoyed by this, the man almost tore off the fabric of the captain's chair he was seated in, the bare metal glaring coldly from underneath when someone started calling out that he was bluffing, that he did not have the adequate firepower to face off against the amassing fleet of ships not far away from his own divided battle groups.

"You talk about wealth, so I may be right to assume it is not I, but you who are terrified of confrontation," Baltra laughed ruggedly, the men in their positions laughing as well. "You might be thinking you can sway us with a bit of credits, but we are not just pirates up and about to plunder. Nay, we have found a goal, a righteous claim to a planet, to enrich ourselves and to expand, to conquer rather than scurry from imperial fleets, Cathay collectives or Republic security forces."

For amoment it was silent, the pirate lord looked at one of his screens and muttered a few words, numerous displays started to pop up and his eyes seemed to show a certain glint of concern. With a growl, the Pirate lord motioned some of his men to move, his voice barely audible on the comms, but what could be clearly heard was: "deal with it, I can't afford any systems failure right now," Trying to keep the issues within his own fleet silent, the man turned his attention back to

Tristan Evore who mentioned a few more things over the comms.

A sith Lord not announcing themselves with their real name...I worked for a few sith lords ma boy, each and every one of them could chill me to the bone just by uttering a few words, you however do not, so do not try to fool me. A sith lord does not negotiate, they dominate," Letting out a sigh, Baltra growled again and slammed his hands on his chair. "If you won't retreat, so be it...I will have you and all of those in your aid strung on the hull of my ship by the end."

In the meantime,

Tranquility would discover that her initial attacks on the security firewalls did eventually grant her a breach into some of the subsystems within several of the ships. A few more pushes, some sneaky slip throughs and abuse of those subroutines might yet again prove to all how valuable slicers really were.

...

The cruisers were pulling up, rerouting their shields and prepping their weaponry, but something interesting was happening, as the battlegroup which housed the pirate lord's cruiser started to reform, with the Coin-collector drawing back, while the rest of the first battlegroup started to form an arrow, their engines heating up as they moved forwards to the collection of ships.

Four other battlegroups of ten cruisers started to form the same general shape, turning in to try and flank the entirety of the collection, while it became apparent that the pirate lord wasn't lying about the might he wielded, with an additional two battlegroups suddenly appearing from out of the planet's shadows.

And then...everything erupted...

...

Before the pirate lord could react, a small, swift fleet managed to instantly engage under the command of

Haon Hafey proving that the Metal Lord had not yet lost his touch at all. Despite the first cruiser's shields working optimally, a few well placed shots managed to break through the shield and hit it in one of it's enginepods, making it veer off course uncontrollably. As a response though, all the battle groups surrounding the main fleet started opening fire, volleys of heavy turbolaser bolts soared through space, battering down upon all the ships of the combined fleet with heavy intensity.

"You've opened fire haven't you, you mangy mutts," The pirate lord's voice roared over an open channel. "Now witness the full power of my fleet."

Missiles rushed out of the Tyrant Class ships under Tristan's command, returning fire with ample force. Two more ships buckled and started to falter under the retalliation of the combined Zweihander Union's homebound collection. However, their enemy was fierce and though they seemed to only posses a large fleet of cruiser class ships and no star destroyers of any kind, the cruisers nonetheless seemed well defended and well armed for this altercation.

The battlegroups started to pincer the smaller fleet...though Haon's swift combination of ships seemed to have less issues with this, it wouldn't spell anything great for the larger ships in the collection if they didn't find a way out of this mess.

Tranquility |

Haon Hafey
open to any ZU member

Haon Hafey · Apr 18, 2020

The amount of firepower still going on was staggering as is was terrifying. It did not help that during this, one of the PCLs that were meant to do nothing more than distract the fleet had gone up in a great big fireball, being obliterated from existence. A causality with no escape pods which meant...those deaths were to be on Haon Hafeys head. The other three however would enter hyperspace right in the middle, crossing through as if it was nothing. The ships were soon convering...and the fleets hands now rests on Hafeys next decision.

"Gun" Fleet

Flatwell Cloaked Cruiser Carrier "Medusa" (x)
Tsukkian Escort Corvettes (2) (x)
Type-C Carrier Corvette (4) (x)
Maia-class Interceptors (Starfighters) (x)
Gamma-class Assault Shuttles (Support Craft)
Crystal-class Clawcraft (Haon Hafey Personal Starfighter) (x)

There was a fast stride in Haons movement, the sound of the alarm echoed throughout the Flatwell as it alerted to all those in charge. The Medusa rocked violently, signalling that the shield generators were stressed and about to fail. Going past one of the technitions in his long run towards the end of the hanger bay section, there was a lot of fast talk.

"Is the Crystal ready?"
"Aye! And the missiles are loaded sir!"
"Good! Inform them to cloak the ship as soon as possible once I leave and to reposition towards the star destroyers. I will buy us some time, keep far away from the right rear section of this fleet!"
"But sir! That frigate is constantly keeping itself close to us!"
"I will deal with the frigate, all turbolasers concentrate fire on it, I will finish it off."

At that moment, he would grab onto the nearby ladder and quickly make his ascent into the cockpit of the Crystal-class Clawcraft. It was only standing on stilts, a miracle in itself that it was even standing or even possibly working. Flipping a few switches on the inside, he watched the monitors come alive with information. Three of the Seismic Missiles were loaded, all they could fit onto the Crystal itself. One of a kind and not cheap to maintain, he would pull the levers as it was a complex starfighter, the maneuvering jets coming online.

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Pulling up on both of the sticks, the Crystal would lift off the ground and then rather suddenly, launch itself forward out of the hanger bay as the turbolaser fire seemed to cease. Then as the barrage would keep going, it would attempt to cloak and move itself downward out of position. It would still be buffeted but it would not be for long for he will give them something else to fear shortly. Opening up communications, he would speak out loud towards the Maia Interceptors.

"Squadrons One through Eight, converge onto my location. That Sacheen Escort is going down."

There was a loud whine from the Crystal as it started to go through a small squadron of enemy starfighters, opening fire with six laser cannons as it started to tear through what he could, getting a small amount before the massive swarm of interceptors he called in rained their own and eliminated the squadron, joining up with as it looked like a swarm of insects ready to tear apart their prey. As two of the cruisers try to come by to help tear apart the swarm with their anti-starfighter firepower, it only knocked a few of them out of the pack as Haon shared his targeting information, to target the direct bridge of the Sacheen.

Almost suddenly, a huge amount of laser cannons would open fire, almost a thousand bolts of blaster bolts peppering onto the same shield spot of the frigate as it started to tear a whole through it, just wide enough to deliver something deadly. Haon would flick weapon systems as it would select the missile system. Aiming for the weak spot, he would fire off one of his dreaded Seismic Missiles, giving the order through quick squad command to break apart. The missile would streak rather quickly before hitting the main command bridges transparisteel window and then with a large blue orb nearly the size of the bridge, it would then collapse diagonal towards one of the nearby cruisers while being downward onto the ship itself.

Seismic Missile Sound

The large shockwave of the Seismic Missile would go off and, while not as powerful as a regular Seismic Charge, it would still go extremely far for the strength of it. The worst of its destructive power was on the Sacheen itself, with it compressing the entire bridge in then collapsing it, it had ceased to practically exist, shooting out the fragments onto nearby starships, mainly the two cruisers nearby. The rings secondary effect would actually smash directly into the cruiser nearby, actually forcing it go sideways right into another cruiser, grinding against it with possibly their shields failing at that exact moment. The huge fighter squadron swarm would have dispersed, going through their own selected foes as the corvettes would assist on taking down smaller targets, all the while Haon Hafey would take on more extreme targets, selecting carefully his next prey.

The ring would have finished after fifteen seconds, its blue glow ring being seen even on the other side. With the Metal Lords fleet being signaled, the group would try to outfox the others, trying to join up on the Star Destroyers fleet on the other side to support and assist them. Haon Hafey himself was on his way, having already possibly targeted another suspect to take a deadly missile load.

Meanwhile on one of the Gamma Assault Shuttles, a male was waiting impatiently for a fight.

Ben Craig · Apr 20, 2020

D E S T R O Y

Location: Schesa Space - The Retaliator
Uniform: This
Tagging:

Chris Walker | Corcad Milhas |

Leenic Ellsil | Wir'azani'lice |

Tranquility |

Lefthander Narrator

Ben was going to give the order to fire when all of a sudden a ship appeared and launched hell. He thought it was pirate reinforcements, but was relieved to hear it was a friendly. "Sir incoming transmission from Admiral Evore!" Ben nodded, "Put it through." "<Ben, there was a concept to my madness. I wasn't actually negotiating with the pirates I was attempting to bide our time to let Tranquillity to hack the pirate computers and allow us to seize the vessels. There is no good of salvaging that now. Evore, out>" Ben smiled, how had the admiral known he disapproved of the talking? Was he a force sensitive, and somehow read Ben's mind from that far? Interesting. That would be something worth mentioning later. Also the admiral thought Ben was the one that fired? Also interesting. No matter, the battle had begun. "Captain Bond and Captain Jack, you may open fire at the nearest ships. Allegiance class Star Destroyers, target the lead ship. My officers will transmit coordinates to you." Ben smiled, the battle had begun indeed. "Commodore, unleash squadrons 2 and 4, we'll see how strong their armor is. Inform Commander Averish and his starfighers to counter the enemy starfighters. Lieutant Commander Harvard is to run bombing runs on the enemy ships. He may choose any ship he deems fit." His commodore nodded, barking out the orders.

Ben hoped all the surprises were over and a coordinated attack would begin. Suddenly a missle was launched from the new comer aimed at the lead ship. Upon contact, the missle imploded, a bright powerful blue orb expanding, exploding the entire ship. Everyone was stunned by the blast.

Tristan Evore · Apr 20, 2020

Bridge
The Conquestidor
Schesa System

"I thinks it's time we opened a new front in this battle. Signal the Wrath of Achilles and tell General Akto-Bar that I would like to speak with him" ordered Tristan. He spoke of the Wrath of Achilles, his newest flagship which up until now hadn't performed in any type of operations due to the fact many of it's systems were untested.

"Fleet Admiral Evore, a pleasure to see you alive. According to the technicians the fleets taking a beating" the image of a Twei'lik General flooded the primary view screen of the Battlecruiser. The General was young and naïve but more than capable. He had been one if the first to speak against the Directorate and one of the first to join the Zweihander Union. With great joy, he had agreed to command the Achilles during one of it's crucial testing phases.

"Alive and we'll, Akto. Listen, keep the Achilles cloaked as you enter the atmosphere. According to sensors, there is a isthmus that connects the primary country to another. Land on the isthmus and launch an attack on the pirates communication's center. From there, join forces with the local army and begin a full-scale assault on the main pirate garrison. Don't break my flagship so tell Captain Takari to keep it out of range of the enemy mortar's and cloak as late as possible and get the hell out of the war zone"

Tristan grimacerd as the though of his brain child being ripped to pices by enemy fire. The warship had powerful shields but they weren't activated due to the fact it was missing it's primary reactor. "Yes, sir" the image of Akto-Bar faded away at that point. "Alright, let's begin showing those pirates whose boss. Full power to the engines. Launch all fighters. Hail the Meta Lord and Admiral Craig, I have a plan"

Ben Craig | @Tranquillity | Those I missed

The Scout Trooper · Apr 20, 2020

Gamma-Assault Shuttle
Power Armour: "Tempest"
Weaponry:
"Fury" Carbine
Firebrand Grenade Launcher
2x Adhesive Grenades
2x Concussive Grenades
1x Cyro Grenade
2x Sonic Grenades
1x Thermal Detonator

"Final entry! We are coming in hot! Brace yourselv-"

PANG! A stray point defense laser shot hits directly into the cockpit, flashing the pilot directly in the eyes. Screaming, he thrusts the sticks forward on accident and crashes directly into the hanger bay of the Razor-class Frigate as it skids with a small flip, shaking everyone inside violently. The hanger bay itself seemed to partly implode onto itself, having seen the incoming Gamma-class Assault Shuttle smashing into important machinery and even bits of people. Skidding to a halt, it would lay motionless as sparks would fly around it and people inside were jostled, killed or severely injured. Everyone seemed to have trouble moving...all but one person. Slowly, the person who held on and was in the power armour, marched with grinding gear noises towards the sliding door but found it unable to open. Giving a small grunt, he kicked it down in pure frustration, it flying off and clattering onto the hanger bay floor.

Slowly, he would march out as he slowly lifted the Fury Carbine into position, the Firebrand strapped along his waist as there was yells being heard. Lights were being turned on in the hanger bay from other peoples blaster rifles, moving forward onto their location. To this, the man in power armour known as Scout Trooper would turn his head and utter a single phrase, thermal.

Time to Fight

It popped up as it did not show their lights blocking his view anymore and with a simple raise of his rifle, he started to purge those in front of him. Each shot was masterful as he kept running between cover at high speed. All the while, screams of the fallen and showers of blaster bolts came raining down upon him. Some would connect but merely bounce off his armor, it was nearly impervious to blaster fire and when one got close enough to smash his vibroaxe into him, it bounced off violently. Taking advantage, he switched firing modes and fired a fletteche round into his foe, blasting him back and tearing apart his chest. Pumping it down, he turned as the shield section switched on and took a barrage of heavy repeater fire, all the while he shot a few times towards the male rodian as he fell over with a death scream.

The sounds of blast doors would start opening as the Scout Trooper merely turned, reloading the Fury just one time with a satisfying whirring sound being heard. This...would be a moment to cherish. No one...can stop him now. If the troopers get off their rears and lick their wounds...perhaps then not all the glory, would be his.

Tranquility · Apr 20, 2020

Lefthander Narrator

Tranquility felt what organics call annoyance at the illogical actions of the ships that were deemed friendly. She gave up all nods towards subtlety and amassed all of her power in a burst. Her attacks cycled through different methods to get through using brute force and not caring if the enemy knew her attack was there. She set to disrupt as many systems as she could get into. She was no longer in the mood to take over the ship so she set any system she took to go heywire. If that meant open the door that was supposed to be shut or stop cooling down the reactor. If her assault got in she did it. Once chaos was achieved whatever chaos was achieved she didn't care, a new target had earned her ire.

Tranquility targeted the weakness in the Flatwell that she had seen glaring across space. This ship was with the group that had ruined her plan, the least she could do was find out more about them. Her probe dug into the open port, defenses up and scanners out. She wanted to find out more about who would come in and just pile weapons into a engagement between two sides with no conversation. It defied logic unless perhaps the pirates they were fighting had done something personal to the commander of the other ships or some other explanation. Tranquility's probe arrived into

Haon Hafey ship not attacking but probing, trying to figure out why it was open and what she could learn of the ship's origin. She pondered alerting the organics, perhaps blasting them with a all comm's message to the bridge if she could get in. However for now she just waited and scanned curious what she would find now that she took the bait.

Haon Hafey · Apr 20, 2020

There was a whine of comns as multiple squadrons were intercepting bombers and fighters left and right. While they were holding their own till the other section of star destroyers starfighter compliments can assist, they were slowly being torn apart. Around the moment he had a communications signal being sent towards him, there was a massive explosion to his left side as one of the Tssukian Escort Corvettes suffered a critical turbolaser hit, tearing into four pieces and falling apart before his very eyes. He was running low on his own ships and while the corvettes got closer towards the Star Destroyers, they were still taking a beating. Flying close to one of the nearby cruisers, he fired at one of the turbolaser batteries and knocked it out of commission, pulling hard on both joysticks as he turned hard and shot back out as the communications line was opened.

"Sir, we have incoming transmission line coming from the Star Destroyers."
"Patch it through now....this is Haon Hafey of the Metal Lords. What is the nature of his call aside from the obvious clusterkriff we have going on? Hang on..."

Flying near one of the bomber groups, he flew behind them and turned on all six laser cannons as they fired all at once. They would start whining on the inside as it was overheating on the outside as he finished a group of three near one of the Star Destroyers before flying past the bridge rather quickly. The Crystal-class Clawcraft almost resembled a Nssis-class Clawcraft. Difference was that there was three more fins and the thing was dangerously quick to turn and had much more firepower. Turning again, he shot out another starfighter as it exploded into a few pieces, shooting through it.

"Okay go ahead...what plan?"

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The inside of the Flatwell Cloaked Cruisers mainframe was a jumbled mess of code. It was all hastily written and apparently something of a mixture of new and old code. It was hard to go through all the jumbled mess though the coding for the cloaking device was extensive and showed how it worked...with several small generators scattered throughout the ship. Theoretically, it could be used to overload and prevent it from cloaking at all. Another thing of note was the amount of dataframes

However the most damning was there was a port from the mainframe that was open to a select console port that left his console on and the data size inside was massive, possibly several petabytes of data. Upon close examination, they originated in several small files under the folder only named "FO DEVELOPMENT BLUEPRINTS" that was already opened on the taskbar. Opening up one of the programs would show that one would give a huge layout in digital 3D, entire power layouts, weapon designs and notes scattered throughout the blueprint, several of the notes were scanned in with multiple other images. The data history of these showed they were created years ago yet had been constantly updated, as recently as two months ago in save data.

Another thing of huge note was that there was a blueprint in there only titled "XIPHOS". This was the largest file, taking an entire Petabyte for itself took maybe a few seconds to load as his console was extremely up to date. When opened, it showed a massive Battle Cruiser with hundreds if not thousands of notes. Most of the notes were in anger, noting how no one appreciated his work, having notes to keep upgrading, to keep going forward. It was almost a mad mans writing as the design from each stage kept changing. It needed more weapons here...it needed Quadrinium! It kept at least several dozen designs worth of weight balancing issues and was in blueprints notes, the last of the designs to be worked on. All in all, he seemed obsessed with this one in particular with a single note near the rear speaking of SLAM II which when searching his computer, would come up with errors.

Though other blueprint files were found, most were found locked as this folder was the most recently opened and kept itself open till closed. There was even download options though it could take time depending on file size but so far...Tranquility was not seen or presented to the ship as a threat...there was perhaps to much chaos for people to even notice.

Subject 73 Red · Apr 21, 2020

Objective: Eliminate the pirates. Cause destruction on the pirate ships.
Tags:

Tranquility

Red stood in the hangar bay of one of the newly formed Zweihander Union ships. He watched the battle unfold through the blue haze of the field protecting the hangar from the vacuum of space. He wore his armor, with his helmet on a crate next to him. His red gaze scanned the battle, examining how it was going. He was already prepped for battle. Equipped with his weapons, he could take on a small army as it was.

Red watched as a squad of stormtroopers walked past him. Either new recruits or one's from the old Directorate. Red himself had left the Directorate, following his commanding officers,

Jarred Ketzloff and

Ben Craig . He agreed to leave the Directorate, which was starting to crumble from the inside at that point. He joined the Union, along with many others. He was, once again, special forces, albeit in a confusing place. He would need to ask

Ben Craig or

Jarred Ketzloff , about his position once again. He opened a comm channel to Admiral

Ben Craig , who Red knew was in the fight. "Admiral Craig, this is Red, of the former Task Force 66, reporting for duty. Admiral, I have an idea about how to change this fight. I'm going to insert myself onto the enemy command ship, cause disorder and chaos within the pirate lines, cripple or destroy their command ship, and capture or kill their leader. I will need confirmation for this, so that the other officers will know I'm in there. We will also need to talk later about my position once again. That includes rank, resources, my position as a special forces agent, and about the Task Force. Do I have confirmation to go through with this plan?" He asked the Admiral.

Tristan Evore · Apr 21, 2020

Bridge
The Conquestidor
Schesa System

The warship shook and shuddered as it began taking direct hut's from the enemy cruisers. The Princeps Class Heavy Battlecruiser was old, or rather the design was. It didn't contain any of the advanced weaponry fielded by later N&Z Corporation built ships and as such was in desperate need of rrevitalization, a task Tristan held upon himself.

"<Metal Lord Hafey, the Zweihander Union thanks your for you assistance." His voiced was more calm than before, as he adapted to the conflict and was more inclined to end it with a Union Victory. "<Admiral Craig, sorry for continued contact but you know as much as I do that coordination within a fleet is vital to victory"> One again his well-dressed holo-image would appear aboard Admiral Craig's flagship, the Retaliator. Quite a fitting name for a conflict of this magnitude.

"<This is a current layout of the enemy fleet. Their in a tight, swarming formation. Our best course of action would be to separate them and force them to fight on our terms by keeping them out of formation." He would shake his slightly as he thought of the next course of action. In an instance, he brought forth a holo-image of the first Righteous Fist of Heaven Class Super Battlecruiser, the Wrath of Achilles.

At this point the ship had already discouraged it's ground element and was en-route out of the system but if his plan was going to work he would need the firepower to the Taurs Heavy Ion Cannons and Damocles Electromagnetic Cannons along with the Covenant Hypervelocity Cannons to destoy the enemy formation.

"<This is the Wrath of Achilles, it is the first in the Righteous Fist of Heavean Class. It is extremely powerful. The ships primary Heavy Turbolasers and more than half of it's megamasers are offline but it still has enough firepower to cause a major disruption in the enemies targeting practices. They'll attempt to intercept and destroy Achilles which will give us enough time to break into a more appropriate formation and decimate thier rear and aft echelon,"

As he spoke he couldn't help but hear

Subject 73 Red 's idea to insert himself on the enemy flagship. "Interesting idea. Ben, give him authorization. He will succeed and when he does, he should force the Pirate Lord to order his forces to stand down"