Public The Unending Wait

[Imperius]

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O B J E C T I V E: One last charge

THE CONQUEROR​

Equipment: Solarion , Gold Armor​

Spoiler: Fleet Angiris

the Angirus, escorted by a super-carrier, named The Archangel.

General Hangar compositions:
Supercarrier:
35x TIE/VA Starfighter(squadrons)
5x Slinger Infini MK I "Raider" Intercepter (squadrons)
5x SDS-3 "Sparrow" (squadrons)
2x Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate
3x Adamant Class MP-TTG1 Support ship
Flagship:
2x N-2 Owl
18x Savant Class MP-BDT2 Bomber (squadrons)
6x Adamant Class MP-TTG1 Support ship (squadrons)
Each Frigate:
1x TIE/VA Starfighter(squadrons)

Tag: Meh, you know what I'm about to do ​

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The past few days had been difficult for Clan Angiris, and the following years were unlikely to be any easier. Already, he could feel them emerging out of his shoulder blades, barely contained by his armor. Soon, even the Phrik armor would have to be modified to allow for their presence.​

He was sore all over, and couldn't help but sink into the command chair of his Flagship. The same chair that he had once complained about, now felt extremely comfortable. A sad smile emerged onto his face- Clan Angiris would never be the same after their recent experience. Putting aside the thoughts of the struggles that he would have to continue once this was done, Imperius focused on the task at hand. Hades’ Oathkeepers , some of his most trusted men, stood at attention, arranged in a crescent around his chair. Imperius switched on the comms equipment, speaking into the open channel for all to hear. His rather expensive holopad continued to beep in his lap. ​

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Forgive My presumption, Chancellor Credius , but I simply couldn't contain my thoughts after hearing our dear guest's speech.​

You, Dorian Sevanar , came here uninvited. You started this battle. Now, when you face your own destruction, you attempt to convince us to turn on our allies. You attempt to weaken our friendships, isolate us, make us turn on each other.​

You look for an answer. My answer is in the form of a single word- never. Clan Angiris is no longer involved in the decision making of the Union, but Haon Hafey presented certain ideals when he became our friend, and we refuse to let those ideals die out. ​

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You mocked the chancellor for bringing a large number of ships- I bring only two, Sevanar. And I will strike you down if you do not cease this outrage.​

As if by magic, Fleet Angiris exited hyperspace at that very moment, the two behemoth ships painting an imposing sight as they exited a fair distance away from the hostile fleet.​

You have targeted us, struck against us, harassed us-And yet we are not unreasonable. Retreat now, Dorian Sevanar , and we will not pursue you. Retreat now, and we can sort out our differences later, in a civilized, non-violent manner. What say you?​

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[Ben Craig]

U N I O N​

Location: Ord Mantell Space, The Terminator
Dress: Link
Allies: Tranquility , Credius , Charles Castex , Haon Hafey , Tristan Evore , Imperius
Hostiles: Dorian Sevanar , Kenth Berik
Naval Forces: First Fleet

• Flagship - Terrorizer Class Super Heavy Battlecruiser x1
• Predator Infini Class Heavy Cruiser x2
• Allegiance II class Star Destroyer x2
• Allegiance Infini Class Star Destroyerx1
• Instigator Class Star Destroyer x1
• Impellor-Class II Carrier Cruiser x2
• ZuEric-class Intredictor Star Destroyer x1
• Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate x2
• TIE/VA Starfighter x100
• TIE/PI Interceptor x100
• TIE/AR Bomber x100

Ground Forces:

• Executor Troopers x50
• Union Troopers x50

Ben rubbed his chin. It was all one big connected web. After the ISB had interrogated Garm Ki-Sapan when they apprehended him, they were able to piece it all together. Garm and now Dorian Sevanar both worked for the now New Imperial Order Captain, Marlon Suleron and the Suleron Corporation. Due to Marlon's relationship with the New Imperial Order, it would be tricky to get to him, but they would be able to target his corporation and subordinates when they attacked Union personnel and property. The Union had largely ignored the former Directorate warlord, but it seemed the now captain had taken a great interest in destroying the Union. Ben scoffed at such an idea, the Union was growing faster than ever before. They would be able to crush anything Dorian, Marlon, or any of his associates threw at them. No one could defeat the Union.

"Exiting Hyperspace in 3...2...1" Ben watched as the white star lines appeared and faded to black. "All ships remember our orders. Do not engage unless ordered." The commodore and various captains acknowledged in the affirmative. "Fighters on standby." Ben grinned as he looked at the Union ships assembled. They outnumbered the naval and ground forces of both Dorian and Kenth 10 to one. He shook his head and mumbled, "Just doesn't know when to give up does he?" Ben looked to the commodore, "Get our ground forces prepped and ready." He surveyed the layout in front of him. The First fleet had entered somewhat far from the battle, near Imperius . "Secure a line with the Chancellor." The comms officer nodded, "Chancellor Nargath, admiral Ben Craig of the First Fleet ready to assist in any way you deem fit." It had been awhile since Ben had participated in a naval battle of such magnitude, and he was getting used to be called Director or Vice-Secretary. He remembered his older days of serving in the navy as a admiral.

 

[Kenth Berik]

Location: Ord Mantell
Objective: Withdraw to Orbit
Allies: Dorian Sevanar and other Mercenaries
Enemies: Haon Hafey Imperius Charles Castex Tranquility Tristan Evore Credius Ben Craig
Naval Forces:

• 1 Tempus-class Star Frigate [MS Judicator]
• 1 C20 Transport Corvette [MS Hauler] [MS Deployer] (Heavy Damage)
• 1 EC15 Scout Corvette [MS Outrider]
• 1 Delta-class JV-9 Escort Shuttle [Envoy]
• Starfighter Squadrons

As soon as the last casualties had been transported aboard the Outrider and Deployer the two ships prepared for dust off. Kenth was taking one last look at the battlefield. The ground war hadn't exactly been a success. While they had destroyed many Union factories Hafey had outsmarted them. Not only had he dealt heavy casualties to the Caridian-Mercenary forces but he had escaped. Kenth let out a small chuckle before entering his shuttle. "Pilot, take us off of this scrap heap we call a battlefield."

The pilot nodded and took off, also opening a communication channel to the other ships. "All ships this is Envoy. We have clearance for lift off and withdrawal to orbit. It'll be a pretty heated battle up their so strap yourselves in." he said as the Envoy took off, leading the way for the ships. Onboard each ship medical teams worked tirelessly to treat the wounded. At the same time one of Kenth's bodyguards looked over to him. They left nothing behind except a few malfunctioning battle droids and the missile batteries. "Sir. I've just got comms from the Hunter squads. They had to ditch their landspeeders in order to be extracted but they did find this." as he spoke he took out his holocommunicator and displayed what the Hunter teams had sent. A hologram of the "Vicona" CQ-0001 appeared along with brief details. "A stealth ship." Kenth said quietly before looking at the man. "Send everything you have on this ship to my datapad." In Kenth's mind he had been formulating plans for a new task force and this ship seemed to act as a blessing.

Kenth's thoughts were interrupted by the ship shaking violently. They had begun to reach orbit and the space battle was heated. The ships of the ground forces took a few hits as they made their way back to Dorian's fleet, the already damaged Deployer had been struck once more and a few gunships were hit. Still the ships kept going, knowing that escaping was their only option.

As the envoy made its attempt to get back to the Judicator Kenth opened a communication back to Credius who had been left waiting for a while "Chancellor. Sorry for keeping you waiting but I had a situation I had to deal with. While your offer is generous I'm afraid my loyalties lie with Dorian Sevenar. Unless he agrees to your terms then I shall continue following his orders. As for the chaos and destruction I'll say one thing. Ord Mantell is a scrap pile compared to Carida. To attack a civilised world with bounty hunters and mercenaries for a bounty is unreasonable. To strike back at those who did is." Kenth said. He held his homeworld with high regard and Ord Mantell as little more than a backwater and he had made it clear he thought this way.

As Kenth finished speaking the Envoy had begun to dock with the Judicator and news that more Union reinforcements were arriving. Sooner or later they would attack and Kenth wasn't looking forward to fighting a battle outnumbered and outgunned.

 

[Credius]

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Location: surrounding Dorian Sevanar and Kenth Berik
Naval Forces:

• Chancellery Fleet: Warfleet configuration
  • Includes: SDS-3 "Sparrow" x864 divided over 3 revenant II class star carriers
  • Includes: Peltast II Class Interceptor x376 divided over allegiance II, Dictator II and Predator ships
  • Includes: Savant Class MP-BDT2 Bomber x68 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers
  • Includes: Savant Class MP-BDT1 Support Ship x 50 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers
  • Includes: NZ HASS-1A Drop Pods x50 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers

Ground Troops[on standby]

• Bewachen Batallions x20
• Executor Trooper Battalions x 50
• NZ ZMDII-IS1 x100

"Preposterous little fly, you dare to demand anything while you are outgunned, outnumbered and outmatched?" The chancellor's sly, deep tone of voice reached out through all the comms, allowing Tranquility to record everything which had been said and done, making sure that Credius had indeed followed the rule of war properly unlike this combined bunch of pathetic mercenaries and those who bore childish grudges against those who had left a faction lead by an incompetent fool who could not bear to realise his own mistakes due to their own overbearing ego. If all this pawn of Sularen could do was continue to mule on and make demands where there were none to make, even after a proper offering of mercy and understanding had been given, then there would be no further need to approach this matter with an olive branch in hand. "You listen here, my dear Dorian Sevenar, The more you and your impudent allies hound us, the stronger our resolve and the harsher our retaliation, you have been given the choice to leave empty handed and with your dignity intact, but now...you will have none. As per the galactic treaties, you have ignored our peace offering thus we are now allowed to use brute force to retaliate for the unsanctioned attack on an asset of our government. Commander Harmon...train the Appolyon's on the Malice, I want that ship gone in a single volley."

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The Usurper's massive main cannon's locked down on the opposition's largest capital ship, the weapons capable of taking down ships much larger than the ones they were placed on had their heating coils prepared and after a few seconds, a simultanious shot of the two Appolyon's ripped through the empty space and all pathetic little buzzing starfighters dumb enough to remain in the path of these two massive blasts of ionized electro-magnetic plasma, even if the Malice had its shields active and on full strength, the very force of the impact would be more than enough to make it stumble a bit and veer off course due to the extreme power behind the two Apollyon's shots.

"Members of the Zweihander Union, my Admirals, my captains, my warriors and companions," The Chancellor's voice lowered even more, a menace of sheer will seeping through every single comm of the Zweihander Union Assets, but also making sure that both Dorian Sevanar and Kenth Berik could pick it up if they wanted to. "Marlon Sularen, a man who has shown us nothing but contempt and continues to blame us for his failures is responsible for this act of aggression against an asset of our Union, after having already utilized his own underhanded tactics to make it look like the actions of mercenaries were on our hands. Anyone associating with this man and his agents is hereby branded a danger to our peace and that of the galaxy by Zweihander Union Law. Annihilate them, hunt them down and exterminate them to the last man...let go the dogs of war!!"

With that being said, from out of all the Allegiance II class star destroyers under Credius' command, over three-hundred Peltast II interceptors did exactly what they were made for, intercepting enemy troops, as they started razing the forces of Kenth Berick that tried to get into orbit again, unleashing an unmatched barrage of turbolasers and missile fire upon the retreating ships trying to get away from the planet. The order was clear, there were to be no survivors and the enemy was now only allowed to remain as nothing but a crippled mutt with one leg to stand on.

To make matters worse, out of the hangarbays of the Usurper and the revenant II class Star Carriers that also belonged to the Chancellery fleet, over eight-hundred SDS3-Sparrow droid starfighters fell upon the combined fleet of both of Sularen's pawns like a swarm of angry hornets, utilizing everything at their disposal, including their overwhelming numerical advantage to isolate the capital ships, pepper them with turbolaser and missile fire. All the while, the Predator-class Battlecruisers were sent forward to use their turbolasers and missiles to open a path through the Mercenary admiral's fleet.

"You had your chnce to remain with your dignity and integrity intact, honorable admiral Kenth Berik , alas you were blinded by the lies of a man who has done nothing but try to make everything look like it was our fault, thus I have to conclude that you are either easily manipulated or simply did not understand that perhaps if you had made your case to me, I could've made sure that no such suffering as on Carida would be left without repayment and resitution," Turning back to the Commander at the deck, the Chancellor gave a simple nod, at which point, the Allegiance II class star destroyers were ordered to use their Damocles canons to rip apart whatever remained of those two fleets. "May you survive this foolish folly at the mercy of the force...admiral"

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[Tristan Evore]

The fight on board the Achilles was short and brutal. The warship was very large and carried an impressive 5,000 troopers as security in addition to 15,000 troopers as an invasion force. Needless to say, the fight was not in favor of the so-called Agent 66.

The six Karyian IV Mystics serving as Tristan's body gaurds unleashed hell upon thier enemies, thier force imbued whips causing them to scream in agony. Tristan himself used the force to push all of them out of the airlock before grabbing 66 by Hus neck through the force and dragging him to the bridge.

"Enough. Get me Admiral Craig, Chancellor Nagarth and Admiral Hiroshima... Now."

"Did you know that Cadria is the center of power for the what remains of the New Republic" he used the force to project his thought to the two enemy Admirals before more warships exited hyperspace. His old, old allies had finally returned.

Ben Craig Dorian Sevanar Kenth Berik @Haon Harry Credius

 

[Kenth Berik]

Location: Ord Mantell
Objective: Survive
Allies: Dorian Sevanar and other Mercenaries
Enemies: Haon Hafey Imperius Charles Castex Tranquility Tristan Evore Credius Ben Craig
Naval Forces:

• 1 Tempus-class Star Frigate [MS Judicator]
• 1 C20 Transport Corvette [MS Hauler] [MS Deployer]
• 1 EC15 Scout Corvette [MS Outrider] (Damaged)
• 1 Delta-class JV-9 Escort Shuttle [Envoy] (docked)

As soon as Credius message came through Kenth new he was in over his head. A small fleet of frigates and corvettes against the Union's finest ships. As the old saying went, out of the frying pan and into the fire. In an instant Kenth had lost the Deployer. The already damaged ship had been ripped apart by the Union attack, leaving only a few survivors who got out via escape pods. "Raise deflector shields to maximum and begin targeting their starfighters!" as he spoke the entire ship shook as the starfighters attacked. Kenth's aim was to secure all Adjudicator forces and find a way to survive the onslaught.

"Bring the Outrider into close formation and have the Hauler pick up those escape pods. Once they're done bring them in as well. I don't want to lose anymore ships." as he spoke his orders were executed. The Outrider rushed to the safety to the Judicator taking moderate hits in the process while the Hauler attempted to collect a few of the escape pods before darting towards the Judicator. Together the ships formed a close formation, capitalising on their anti-starfighter capabilities to fight off the enemy starfighters while relying on Dorian's ships to protect them from the Union's heavier weapons. Despite their positioning the ships themselves had taken damage and eventually their shield would give in. The Outrider had taken significant hits from enemy battlecruisers and wouldn't last much longer.

Next thing that came through were Dorian's orders to withdraw. A wave of relief came over Kenth's body. He turned to the bridge. "You heard the man, get us to the far side of the planet now." Kenth's small fleet was outclassed in every way in this engagement so all he could do was sit and watch as the 2 fleets clashed, hoping not to get destroyed in the process. This did prove a valuable lesson to Kenth though. He was going to need a bigger ship.

Kenth turned to the communications officer. "Get me a secure line to Dorian." he said. The man nodded and did so as fast as he could. As soon as the channel had opened up Kenth spoke. "Sir, I believe now's the time to retreat. We've already dealt a heavy blow to the Union so I'm as of now, still confused as to why we haven't left the system yet. We can't hope to stand up to the Union fleet" Kenth said. Either way Kenth would listen to Dorian. The man was still his employer after all.

 

[Haon Hafey]

The battle was not going well. The remaining forces of Haon Hafey was going to lets last breath, save for the starfighters. Each of the two remaining tridents fought with everything they had, smashing into their opponents but alas, one was destroyed in its wake but not without also trying to take down the target they started with, the Invader and increased their firepower to maximum, being designed for such engagements to hopefully take it down for good. Alas though, the first Trident had went down with the two Type-C Carrier Corvettes now playing fighter support around the remaining Trident, destroying any starfighter crazy enough to get to close.

The Haunting Moon has actually no issue with the Enforcer or the Dauntless due to its high speed and very high maneuverability. It did take a few hits but in the end, merely turned sideways and outran them for a good while in the battle, all the while peppering the Enforcer with several shots with its turbolasers. This was slightly embarrassing and gave a good reason why ships need to have some speed in case a Star Destroyer just happens to outrun their biggest turbolasers. Regardless though, it taken a bit of firepower into the sides as it made sure to keep tailing them to prevent their escape and keep them in the gravity well generators. However the worst of it was to come very shortly.

Rather suddenly, the Flatwell which had stayed out of the fight since nearly the start, uncloaked again and unleashed its firepower directly in the rear of the Enforcer in an ambush strike. Suddenly also, TIE/ARs came to its aid for a bombing run, three squadrons and fired proton rockets into the rear to disable the engine section and hopefully the hyperdrive. It had been waiting for a moment for the ships to disperse and it found its role quickly.

Also still surprisingly, the Class-J Trap Containers, all twenty were still firing on assets near them. In probably the most unrelenting attack possible, it started to fire all of its combined turbolaser firepower as they tried to turn away from the shipyard, right into the injured Alvarea-class Star Destroyer to finish it off. Their quad laser cannons firing in unison quickly as concussion missiles were still launching towards multiple starfighter targets. One of the deadliest assets on the field were still in play and somehow, had survived the longest.

The starfighter squadrons around were soon given commands by Haon Hafey himself on the Type-K Assault Corvette as several beeping noises were heard as eight squadrons of TIE/PAs scramjet boosted towards the area, getting there surprisingly fast as the Chariots were soon closing in on the Type-K Assault Corvette. They started to open fire, being able to not only outmaneuver them, but also outrun them. They would taken down Chariots one by one, even if they did not want to be done that way but alas, it would not be enough as the missiles would then be launched towards the Type-K Assault Corvette.

While they did try to slowly escape towards the other side of the planet, the effects of the Gravity Well generators were still there...and still trying to keep distance from two warships while also tailing them. This was going to prove...very annoying.

What is Left in Grouping:

Shipyard II
20x Class-J Trap Containers

Trident-class Heavy Cruiser
2x Type-C Carrier Corvettes
4x TIE/VA Starfighter Squadrons
6x TIE/AR Bomber Squadrons
8x Maia-class Interceptor Squadrons

Flatwell Cloaked Carrier Cruiser
Haunting Moon Star Destroyer
4x TIE/VA Starfighter Squadrons
4x TIE/PI Interceptor Squadrons
4x TIE/AR Bomber Squadrons
8x Maia-class Interceptor Squadrons

Type-K Assault Corvette
8x TIE/PI Interceptor Squadrons
1x TIE/AR Bomber Squadron (About to Launch)

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"Three Minutes till in missile range....where is Issac?"

As if the question was given, the person appeared as he turned to see a human male about five foot four, rather short with brown hair with odd bright blue eyes. The person merely stared at Haon as he slowly blinked as he been turned on the first time and then carefully pulled off the blueprints he so cared for, putting it around the shoulders of the adult looking human male. Speaking out loud, he put both hands on his shoulders.

"I believe...my time has come. Issac, code named Atom. Your speech patterns should be soon processing into your memory as well as piloting skills. You are to safeguard Project Motherborne. Go into the TIE/AR in the hanger bay marked No. Six. It took me years to program this...my lifes work is not only on your shoulders literally, but you yourself must survive. Now...when I hand you in your right hand what is in my pocket...I want you to go and get yourself in that TIE/AR, turn left and activate the hyperdrive. Find Naki. The Sensors and the severe amount of blaster fire should mask your escape. Do you understand?"

The adult looking human nodded, feeling two things fall into his right hand to which he grasped and turned, putting them into his left pocket. A small data chip and a strange looking coin. The male would almost briskly walk to the hanger bay as it only took a few moments, getting into the bomber as his senses activated, gripping it as if he been an ace for many years as he became laser focused. Other pilots would board their respective crafts as concussion missiles were quickly loaded into the proper warhead sections.

"All Hands, you are to target the missiles that are fired. All quad and turbolasers focus fire on the targets. Tie Arsonists, fire concussions and thin the herd. Launch, one minute."

There was a loud whine noise as all the bombers would slowly take off in sections of two, zooming straight out as the Disruptor Torpedos were starting to get launched. A hail of missiles, blaster fire and turbolasers fired out as the 840.z Holo-Targeting Suite was able to lock onto every Torpedo fired and in a unison of fire from all gunners, starfighter pilots and some maneuvering, was able to take down a huge swath of them. The sixth TIE/AR would turn as indicated to the left and jumped into hyperspace, the entire group barely outside the gravity well and with it, h is escape complete. Where he was going...only Haon knew and soon, Issac would be on his own. His own AI...his creation...now out on his own. A datachip to explain...and a coin to signify what was owed to him.

A single Disruptor Torpedo would smash into the side of the Type-K Assault Corvette out of the possible hundred as systems would blink before the Ion Shield would come online quickly with deflectors at twenty-five percent shield capacity. The Ion Shield would prevent two more Disruptor Torpedo hits for now but it was becoming obvious...the time had come.

"Sir, Weapons Systems for Dual Turbolasers and Concussion missiles, along with half of our quad laser cannons are offline. Also Tomb Fleet is hailing us."
"I see...open a channel and divert all power lost to sensor array and messaging. It is time."

As they did so, the Type-K Assault Corvette lost a lot of teeth but was still deadly towards regular starfighters as it started to approach the Tomb Fleet for protection though he was very slow...and he knew what could happen as he opened a channel to the captain of the Tomb Fleet, knowing who it was.

"Charles...I do not think we have enough time. Half my weapon systems are now offline and while the starfighters are holding them off...I fear the worst. I am linking something towards you from my datapad...men, begin recording for if I am to die here...I am saying my peace. Escort if you can but...I am sorry."

Then...he spoke with the data transferring towards the Tomb Fleet and the Type-K Assault Corvette itself...broadcasting down onto the planet of Ord Mantell, towards the remaining Shipyard II, outwards towards another nearby station and then towards the Tomb Fleet itself as he could not hear what all of them had been saying...for he had to focus for this message as it could not be blocked now yet his time...was coming to a close.

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A holographic image of Haon Hafeys figure would be presented in front of the recorder, he spoke with conviction but at the same time, had the look of when a person knew the time was coming. His eyes looked heavy, his hands were clasped together yet looked dignified, his left hand holding his hat to show his unmatted hair. He would then speak with that conviction, looking towards the holo-recorder.

"This is Haon Hafey. My home world of Ord Mantell had come under attack by those of Dorian Sevanar and his invasion forces along with Kenth Berik. These men...had not only stripped my company into pieces, but had claimed over ten thousand civilian lives in an effort for not only revenge, but to prove a point over a government whom is slowly collapsing. I am referring to the Wild Space Exiles, the man, Dorian Sevanar attacked Ord Mantell when it was their most vulnerable."

They have decimated their people by ripping their families apart by destruction and death. Before you are images...I find hard to even look at myself. The Restoration-class Repair Dreadnought, a civilian vessel, destroyed along with an entire shipyard to prove that apparently, Dorian Sevanar is not to be trifled with. Images and video of Kenth Beriks men destroying not only my factories, but risk civilian lives throughout his campaign of destruction in less than a few hours. Not only was it not warranted, but had also trespassed on government capital ground."

"I may be soon...right after this message is sent, meet my end. My only hope is this message exposes what kind of people Dorian Sevanar and Kenth Berik are. Mindless killers. I ask before this message ends, support for Ord Mantell during this crisis. Affiliation and government be damned, these people are suffering due to this. I ask the galaxy as a whole...to support what refugees are leaving and also, assist those displaced during this mindless campaign of destruction from Dorian Sevanar."

The bridge would give a gentle rock as a bit of screams be heard as Haon looked down then back up, speaking in almost a whisper, a plea.

"Dak...Metallum...please watch over my son."

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The message would soon end as Haon would turn to watch the Chariots, knowing now the end was clear. Would they be there in time or would his fate end here? He did not know...but across the galaxy, slowly in trickle in almost update patches hidden throughout his products, it would siphon through Galactic Alliances ships he made, the Screamer Fast Assault Battle Cruisers, the Sphere of Refugee which would start playing almost the moment they arrived with all footage and audio. Zweihander Union ships would soon get the update and have archived footage. Outer Planetary Alliance would soon get through the Sal Kar Walkers and Morskoj Weapon Systems, even if it took much longer across the galaxy in a single full galactic day. Those who had purchased Maia-class Interceptors, Flatwell Cloaked Carriers...anyone who had purchased a starship or vehicle from him, would soon get this message through an update. Only the Galactic Alliance ships however...would play the message on arrival. The last part was meant for them in particular, his final hope resting on their shoulders for his son Issac if he does not survive.


Kenth Berik Ben Craig Tristan Evore Dorian Sevanar Charles Castex Credius Imperius Tranquility

 

[Charles Castex]

U N I O N​

Location: Ord Mantell, Bridge of The Sepulcher

Primary Objectives: 1. To open a way for rescue of a VIP and civilians in operations against enemy forces.

Secondary Objective: 1. Complete objective with minimal number of casualties, protect the integrity of the Tomb Fleet for future deployment.

Wearing: A Long Black Version of his normal clothes with white flowers decorated all over it.

-His Razor Fingernails are firmly in place

-His Surgical Tools are tucked away in his cloak along

-Two Lightsabers hanging by his side

The Tomb Fleet:

Lead Ship: "The Sepulchre" , An Allegiance Infini Class Star Destroyer

Composition:

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Scythe"

Compellor-Class Star Cruiser "The Reaper"

Tyrant II Class Cruiser “The Antechamber”

Loth Wolf-Class Patrol Frigate "Graveyard Shift"

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Cloak"

Skirmisher Infini II Class Frigate "Dagger"

19x Squadron Slinger Infini MK I "Raider" Interceptor

3x Savant Class MG-BDT2 Bomber


Charles watched carefully on his data-pad as the enemy fleet slowly began to back away under the relentless fire of the turbolasers and missiles of Third Fleet and Fourth Fleet as well as the salvo from Credius’s flag ship. The weapon was impressive to say to the least, and the Sith for a moment thought to himself, ’Got to get me one of those…’ as he contemplated what to do. True he could order a pursuit, but that would only serve to divide the ZU fleet based on its current position without having accomplished their main objective. Still that didn’t mean he couldn’t continue to pepper Dorian’s flagship as it tried to move away. Who knew… maybe they would manage to get a lucky shot in, ”I want all ships to slowly let the enemy slip from their grasp, keep firing until they are out of range, we don’t want to make it look like we just let them get away that easily. As for Antechamber you and the Missile Cruiser’s from the Third are to aim for the Malice itself… target her engines and let us see if we can leave it dead in the water.”

One of the communications officers turned to the Captain, ”Sir we have Haon on the line, but think you are going to want to hear this on your channel. His ship is sending a stream of data to us along with the transmission…” Charles simply waved his hand before pressing a button on his seat, eyes narrowing at the implication of what the man was saying. He understood that the other was in dire straits, but that was no reason to start writing one’s own eulogy either, ”Start uploading the data he has linked up and have it sent out as requested, but I am sorry because I am not in the habit of abandoning my allies when I can help it and certainly not when I have an overwhelming advantage that I can use to drag out of the fire by my own hand if that is what it takes.” True he wanted to try and go after their enemy, but it seemed that his earlier caution on the matter had born fruit as it would allow him to concentrate his forces on protecting Haon’s ship and making sure that it escaped to safety. He would give the man time to say his peace of course, the message’s political weight was obvious even to Charles who normally tried to stay out of such thorny games unless it involved the needs of his Fleet. Once it was done though he sent out another communication,

”Rousing speech Haon, I was really moved, but I don’t think we can allow you to resign yourself to the grave just yet. I am transmitting the position that I will soon be having my ships take up near yours and I promise that they will have to go through us to get to you… so cancel any plans for your funeral, maybe start writing up those for your revenge…” There was a playful note in Charles voice as he knew that he now had to make good on his promise, and so he gave the order, ”Tell both the Fourth and Third fleet to shift their bulk to get between Haon’s ship and the enemy and don’t allow a single ship to get through. There is no reason to go chasing after the enemy at this point. Also have the four Star Destroyers I already sent to protect Haon’s ship to form up around it… scramble all fighters to create a screen that will help him get away and add to the firepower of anything that he is currently using to protect himself.”

Steppling his fingers Charles watched as the ships in the Fourth and Third fleet shifted as he had commanded, true some of them were taking damage from the close quarters fighting, but pulling back into a position to focus on protecting Haon’s ship and it current position… as well as moving along with it as it did allowed a short respite. Anything that came near the Corvette would find itself blasted apart by the combined power of both fleets as well as their fighter escorts who battled relentlessly to make sure that the ship remained untouched.

Tranquility Credius Haon Hafey Kenth Berik Dorian Sevanar Tristan Evore

 

[Credius]

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Location: Maintaining Position
Naval Forces:

• Chancellery Fleet: Warfleet configuration
  • Includes: SDS-3 "Sparrow" x864 divided over 3 revenant II class star carriers
  • Includes: Peltast II Class Interceptor x376 divided over allegiance II, Dictator II and Predator ships
  • Includes: Savant Class MP-BDT2 Bomber x68 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers
  • Includes: Savant Class MP-BDT1 Support Ship x 50 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers
  • Includes: NZ HASS-1A Drop Pods x50 divided over revenant II, Allegiance II, Dictator II and predator cruisers

Ground Troops[on standby]

• Bewachen Batallions x20
• Executor Trooper Battalions x 50
• NZ ZMDII-IS1 x100

Corporate Fleet inbound:

• Avarice Class ST2000 Superfreighter x 5

These men truly lacked any decency or regard for their actions, that much was sure. When the Peltast II interceptors had apparently done their job, having made Kenth Berik 's retreat a bit more difficult and ardeous, the Chancellor ordered the squadrons to return, the same was relayed to the SDS3-Sparrow droid starfighters; to disengage and to return to their respective ships for inspection and maintainance during the retreat of both enemy fleets. No doubt they had been battered and bruised much harder than any other of the Zweihander Union's fleets, as they were after all outnumbered greatly.

"To all Zweihander Union Personnel, retrieve Haon Hafey and what remains of his people and aid them to the best of your abilities, disengage your fighters and support craft and regroup to stationary positions," Looking at the sensory systems and the connection made through Tranquility's eforts, the Chancellor made a quick call for aid in the form of the corporate sector's Superfreighters to end in medical supplies and material to make sure some relief could be brought to the citizens of Ord Mantell who no doubt had been frightened by the altercations occuring in their aerospace. It did not take long for said Freighters to arrive and start maneuvring themselves to further alleviate the people of ord mantell. "Commodore Charles Castex you are in charge of safeguarding the transports, make sure you have your support craft ready to escort the freighters into orbit."

He did not trust this sudden retreat made by Dorian Sevanar and Kenth Berik , though he considered them fools to even attempt attacking ord mantell, Credius knew that the fact they worked for the Imperial Directorate meant this was an attack based on a senseless grudge and some weasel's sly ambition, luckily for the Zweihander Union though, no matter what those members of the Directorate would or could bring to the table, it would not be enough. This attack had already given the Union the weapons and tools to take down those pesky elements that tried to discredit the faction.

"Fleet admiral Tristan Evore can you give me an assessment of our losses and a summary of the projected losses in terms of ships and material?" This was quite a hassle, even with the attack fended off, they had surely crippled a part of the corporate assets of the Union, even endangered the life of one of the Union's highest corporate dignitaries. " Tranquility I want you to keep an eye on the enemy movements to the best of your abilities, report your findings if there is any activity that may pose a problem to our relief actions. Ben Craig I want your fleet to merge with mine, have yourself transported to the Usurper."

Tapping his fingers upon the control panel of the Usurper's central bridge well, the Chancellor sighed deeply, his hand held against the mask he wore, while KRONOS remained actively buzzing around to maintain the channels' security intact. "We will prioritize the safety and security of Ord Mantell for now, we will retreat back to Union space when the people have been satisfied with the relief materials and goods, are we clear on this, gentlemen?"

TAG: Haon Hafey | Tristan Evore | Tranquility | Ben Craig | Charles Castex | Dorian Sevanar | Kenth Berik

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[Tranquility]

Objective: Hack the enemy flag ship and record what happened here to hold them responsible for their warcrimes. (thanks for skipping me everyone)

Fleet

1 - Sentience
1-Vison's Might
166 - Taera Class Swarm Drones (x) - 50
5 -NZ ZMDII-IS1 Invader (x)

The hacking program having no response from the enemy found the weak points and began exploiting them. The systems of the Malice were becoming property of Tranquility. Dorian Sevanar would note that his flagship was starting to not respond to his officers inputs as if the consoles were rebelling. If nothing drastic happened then it would stop keeping up with the rest of the fleet and come to a stop once control of the engines was achieved. Tranquility's processes started hogging the processors onboard the Malice as they used all available processing to fuel the hacking. They sought out the communications system and the engines as once they had those this would be a done deal.

The droids on the outside were not foolish enough to go inside the ship where soldiers could counter them. No they traversed the the outside of the Malice's hull cutting and drilling into it to open compartments into the vacuum. Most ships didn't have much to defend against things latched onto them. only things approaching them. This was a loophole that Tranquility was fine in exploiting. The Malice would be theirs at the end of the day, this is what Tranquility declared anyway.

The ships kept recording everything and while the drone swarm stayed in place, the droids on the Malice themselves were better off staying on board till their destruction. They were just cutting and tearing and causing damage until their destruction. The damage had been done and Tranquility was in a fight, just not a physical one. If she won, the Malice wouldn't make it to the other side of the planet.



Zweihander Union

Ben Craig Ben Craig | Tranquility | Bronze | Malthael | Eldoc Quasat | Chris Walker

Charles Castex | Tyrael | Tristan Evore | Carn Taur | Darth Varloc | Mir Rhor

Auriel | Adele Crawford | Vyr

Enemy Forces

Kenth Berik | Dorian Sevanar

 

[Kenth Berik]

Location: Ord Mantell
Objective: Await further orders
Allies: Dorian Sevanar and other Mercenaries
Enemies: Haon Hafey Imperius Charles Castex Tranquility Tristan Evore Credius Ben Craig
Naval Forces:

• 1 Tempus-class Star Frigate [MS Judicator] (Moderate Damage)
• 1 C20 Transport Corvette [MS Hauler] [MS Deployer]
• 1 EC15 Scout Corvette [MS Outrider]
• 1 Delta-class JV-9 Escort Shuttle [Envoy] (docked)

As Kenths ships continued to retreat they had taken further damage. The Judicator had been hit and if not for the recalling of the enemy ships it may have been destroyed. The Outrider had not been so lucky, its light weapons and shielding were not able to withstand the enemy attacks and the ship was disabled and deemed beyond repair. The crew who had managed to survive got out on escape pods, leaving the battered and damaged ship to drift towards the Union fleet. Fortunately for the crew the withdrawal of enemy ships gave the Hauler time it needed to retrieve them.

Kenth watched his datapad as the reports came in. While they had been able to destroy many Union factories the Adjudicators had taken quite a blow today. The combination of Hafey's ambush and the space battle created a need for the Adjudicators to recruit to fill up their losses and acquire more ships, hopefully ones bigger than the current ships they had fielded. As the Adjudicator fleet made it to the far side of the planet Kenth witnessed as Gunther Torson's force arrived. "A second assault? Comms open me a line to Dorian's flagship." the man nodded "Communication channel has been opened and secured sir." he replied

"Sir. Are you considering heading back to engage the enemy? Even with these reinforcements both sides will experience heavy losses. Surely we have dealt enough damage today. On top of that my squadron has already been decimated and I'm afraid I will no longer be of any use in the battle." Kenth said. He had a large concern for his forces. His ships were filled with wounded and the damage they had sustained made their only use to be canon fodder. "My forces will need time to recuperate and rebuild. We have taken quite a few losses during this battle." he added.

 

[Haon Hafey]

Charles voice was a blessing in disguise. He breathed a heavy sigh of relief as he watched the mans fighters and capital ships support his own. The tide had turned and slowly, his last remaining ships would come back from chasing off the remaining hostiles. Turning towards his own crew, there be a slight cheer as Haon could only smile faintly. The day was heavy and the losses were much worse, some things never to be brought back ever again. Speaking out loud, he would open a channel to the man Charles himself.

"I about resigned to my fate...thank you. I am now linking our group up to the Tomb Fleet, I am designating the remaining bombers to start picking up specific cargo containers and contacting those nearby in light freighters. I been very thankful he never destroyed any of them...that would have set back material production for weeks. I am crystal clear on the assessment, the revolts and protests should start ending in a few weeks but...I think I have worn out my welcome."

The channel would be closed as Haon would go to a nearby terminal and link up with all the civilian employee ships. Many of the freighters have survived the fighting and proceeded to go to the cargo yards to pick up the proper cargo containers, each one holding metals or precious components. As they came in, he could only look out towards Shipyard I, completely destroyed along with the Restoration Repair Dreadnought. Giving a long sigh, he would tap an agreement up as he started to add in a few ships, factories and so forth as he spoke out loud.

"Two billion credits in losses from factories, the shipyard and loss of multiple starships. Recoup one point one billion credits. I still made a loss of nine hundred million credits but...better than having to pick up the pieces by scratch. Cross two hundred million for employee families that suffered and...should be enough to get the next shipyard up and running. Contact the Haunting Moon, get it to hook up with Shipyard II and make it detach all pylons. We are taking that with us."

There be a nod as commands was relayed, the pylons that help multiple ship lanes would give a small explosion on their start, floating out towards space as the Haunting Moon itself would dock onto it along with a Trident, carrying it literally as the two prepared to jump to hyperspace, the other Trident taking a pylon and doing the same as everyone started to slowly jump to hyperspace. It was not a resounding failure...but it showed the resolve their company had. It was not going to die that easy and he would be back some day to see his homeworld.


Ben Craig Charles Castex Tranquility Kenth Berik Credius Tristan Evore Imperius