Before we begin, all elements from the great universe provided by the amazing George Lucas and other sources you might recogize are not mine. I'm only making minimum wage here people. I borrow these great charectors for my own amusement and I presonally feel free to make them dance how I want, however have no funds to buy them or rights to own them. Now that I've gotten that out of the way, enjoy!
Dramatis Personae
Colonel Jordan Janson
Age: 16
Height: 5.25'
Hair/ Eye Color: black/blue
Affiliation: Eastern Defense Corps (Nike Leader/ Nike One)
Parents: Major Wes Janson, New Republic Armed Forces-Starfighter Command (human male from Taanab) Jacklyn Parker (deceased, human female from Aldreaan)
Born two years, after the Battle of Yavin, Jordan was born in bunk room 1379 on Hoth, where her parents took every precaution to keep her existence secret. Only her parents' friends, Derek "Hobbie" Klivian, Escol Loro and Plourr Ilo knew. Her mother was killed during a CorSec/Imperial raid on Coronet Academy, an EDC training facility on Corellia when she was two. Jordan has made many accomplishments in her time as a pilot for the EDC. The most controversial thing that Jordan has done to date is dating Josh Johnson, son of an Imperial Admiral and his wife, an Imperial Intelligence agent who was murdered shortly after his birth. As commanding officer of Nike Squadron, it is Jordan's duty to get the job done, no matter what the cost, even when it conflicts with her personal beliefs. Although the EDC Tigers are known for a longtime resentment of the Jedi, Jordan believes both work toward similar goals and is tolerant of Force-Sensitive agents, being one herself.
Captain Josh Johnson(human male, no known homeworld)
Age: 18 (changed in birth certificate which describes him as being 17)
Height: 5.33'
Hair/Eye Color: light brown/dark brown
Affiliation: Eastern Defense Corps (Nike Two)
Parents: Imperial Grand Moff Tarkin (deceased, Eriadu) Imperial Admiral Daala( deceased, homeworld unknown)
Unlike most EDC agents, Josh does not know his birthdate. However, it is estimated that he was born approximately three or four months before Jordan. The only agent with an Empire-affiliated family, Josh's admittance to Trenton Preparatory School was one of the first controversial acts that the current head Coach, Coach Richard Ryan, committed during his first few months in office. His enrollment in Nike Squadron was based largely on the fact that he was the only pilot to ever catch Jordan in a simulated dogfight. Openly courting Jordan Janson caused major controversy when the two first began dating when Jordan turned thirteen. The fact that the only child from one of the most prestigious families whom started the EDC openly returned the interest, reassured some of the ill-wishers a bit. However, he has been strongly advised by many people, including Plourr Ilo, who trained Jordan, that the dynamics of the relationship stay behind closed doors. Josh rebuffed the advice as "cowardly" and up to the point in the story, has only been intimidated with no real action taken. But when the New Republic threatens the political structure of the EDC, Josh is instantly labeled a traitor and must prove his loyalty to both Jordan and the EDC.
Captain Troy Ryan (human male from Coursaunt)
Age: 17
Height: 5.5'
Hair/Eye Color: blonde/hazel
Affiliation: Eastern Defense Corps (Nike Three)
Parents: Coach Richard Ryan (human male from Commenor) Lillian White (deceased, Twi'lek female from Ryloth)
Troy is yet another controversial figure in the EDC. Unlike most trainees, Troy primarily trained at Trenton, whereas most agents spend their years in training moving around from base to base. His mother was estranged from her family when she decided to join this hidden society, taking the alias Lillian White. He feels further separated from many of his classmates because he was raised on Coursaunt, whereas most usually call their family's homeworld their own being travel agents. When we first meet Troy, we see an easy-going go-lucky pilot, but he is actually serious about his work. Like Jordan and Josh, he believes that a being's admittance to the EDC should not be determined by their heritage but by their skill. Troy was assigned to Nike Squadron due to his ability to creep up on TIE Fighters, even in the empty regions of space which do not provide cover for X-wing fighters. He is fiercely loyal to his father and the EDC, but the moment his father's actions go against his beliefs, he immediately turns on him.
Captain Leslie Ilo (human female from Eiattu)
Age: 16
Height: 5.25'
Hair/Eye Color: brown/green
Affiliation: Eastern Defense Corps (Nike Four)
Parents: unknown; Legal Guardian: Queen Isoplourrdacartha Estillo of Eiattu (Plourr Ilo)
Leslie was found at the doors of Coronet Academy a few hours after she was born and Plourr Ilo adopted her as her own. Like Jordan, her existence was kept secret. She grew up attending Riverside School for Exceptional Students on Eiattu, the same school her alma mater attended after her family was murdered. She eventually worked her way up to Nike Squadron after a dispute with her former commander. Like Troy she trained and studied at one base before accepting a position as a "travel agent", an agent that travels from base to base on a monthly rotation. Although very expressive, Leslie is adept at hiding her emotions when necessary.
Rogue Squadron
General Wedge Antilles, Rogue Leader (human male from Corellia)
Colonel Tycho Celchu, Rogue Two (human male from Alderaan)
Major Wes Janson, Rogue Three (human male from Taanab)
Major Derek "Hobbie" Klivian, Rogue Four (human male from Ralltiir)
Captain Corran Horn, Rogue Nine (human male from Corellia)
Captain Gavin Darklighter, Rogue Eleven (human male from Tatooine)
Captain Narwara Ven, Rogue Five, XO (Twi'lek male from Ryloth)
Lieutenant Inyri Forge, Rogue Twelve (human female from Kessel)
Lieutenant Ooryl Qyrrg, Rogue Ten (Gand male from Gand)
New Republic Military
Admiral Ackbar (Mon Calamari male from Mon Calamari)
New Republic Intelligence
Iella Wessiri (human female from Corellia)
(indicates EDC affiliation)
Other EDC members
Mirax Terrik Horn (human female from Corellia)
Ashley Winters (Twi'lek female from Tatooine)
Chapter One
"Nike Squadron, check in." Jordan Janson ordered as the monitor informed her that she had four green and shields were up.
"Nike Two, all green and ready to roll." Josh Johnson said on the com.
"Nike Three, let's rock this party." Troy Ryan replied grinning.
"Nike Four, my X-wing seems to function." Leslie Ilo, said, making an adjustment to the console on her left.
Jordan listened as the rest of the squadron informed her in their own ways they were ready to roll. "All right, Ashley, you copy?" she asked the person at the control tower. "I copy, Colonel." Ashley replied, flipping one of her brain tails over her shoulder so it didn't get in the way. "You're clear for take-off."
"See you on Eiattu," Jordan said, flying through the magnacon field on repulsarlifts and waiting until the squad hit the tops of the mountains to start the engines. "Okay, people, engage cloaking devices." She ordered, engaging her own. As soon as the IFF-Identify Friend/Foe- monitor showed all twelve X-wings had engaged the modified cloaking devices, she gave the command to go to hyperspace.
Letting out a breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding, Jordan sat back and took out her datapad. She had to start that report on the EDC-Jedi conflict. Let's see, she thought. The conflict started approximately two millennia after the formation of the Old Republic. A Tiger by the name of Lydia Ryan had attempted to test the Jedi's patience by setting off bells every fifteen minutes from midnight to zero seven hundred. She sighed and turned off her datapad. This was the last thing that she wanted to do before gettingto Riverside. "Hey, anybody awake?" Troy's voice asked over the com. "Yes, Troy. We're all trying to finish those reports for class. Why aren't you?" Leslie asked. " 'Cause we kinda have an extension on it cause we're not going to be in class for a month or two." He replied. "Dude, that's crazy." Josh said. "What do you think Leslie?"
"I'd say procrastinate while we can." There was a smattering of applause through the headset. "Yeah, take her side, Josh. You'll regret it when I'm all done and it's due. Besides-" she was cut off by a sudden sound, pulling all twelve X-wings out of hyerpsace. "What the hell?" she snapped over the com.
A squad of twelve X-wings wit h New Republic markings came into view from behind the Interdictor cruiser. "Son of a Sith," she muttered. "Okay, people listen up. Looks to me like they're sending out Rogue Squadron, so stay alert. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT shoot any of them into space dust, try to shoot them back into the hangar. Aim for the S-foils." She watched as the twelve X-wings began to break off into pairs. "Lock S-foils in attack position." She ordered. "Nike Two, do you copy?"
"Copy Nike Leader." Josh replied. "Aim for Antilles's X-wing. Cover me." She jerked her control stick to the left, falling in a barrel roll behind the lead X-wing. "Break off by pairs and engage." She ordered, seeing the rest of Rogue Squadron head towards them. She flipped a switch so she could hear their com transmissions but they couldn't hear her.
"Lead, this is Two. You've got two hostiles on your tail."
"I copy, Two. Three try to take them out"
"As ordered, Lead."
"They don't seem to be aiming to do much damage." A voice observed dryly.
Damn it. That was her dad's voice. Okay, now I have to find a way to let Dad know it's us out here without getting shot down by one of these idiots . She thought, as she got hit, forcing her to break off her attack. "Josh, we've got Rogues Nine through Twelve coming at us at three, nine and midnight." She said, pulling a device from her belt, trying to keep her X-wing steady one-handed. Leaning forward, she pulled the stylus out with her teeth and began tapping buttons. Finished she took it out with her mouth and hit the send button. "Okay for Tigers we've got Wes Janson, Hobbie Klivian, Gavin Darklighter and Inyri Forge out there. Nike Three and Nike Four send Klivian, Darklighter, and Forge a message. Let them know what's going on." She set the device between her knees.
Her ship rocked as she was hit by Corran Horn. "Two Flight, take out the Interdictor. Three Flight, cover them." She ordered, checking her shields. "Two, head for Celchu, Three and I will cover you. Four, any responses from our Rogue Tigers yet?"
"Negative, Nike One." Jordan let out a string of swears under her breath as her ship rocked from impact with proton torpedoes from Celchu's X-wing. "Nike Squad, prepare for a jump to hyperspace." She ordered. She took aim and fired torps at Rogue Five, Narwara Ven, the squadron's XO, taking out his port X-wing. "C'mon," she urged her X-wing. "Trixie, "she said to her R2 unit. "D' ya think you can repair the damage enough to get us to Riverside?" The droid beeped an affirmative, and set to work. "On my mark Nikes," she said. "Three-two-one, mark!" The twelve X-wings vanished into hyperspace, their S-foils locking into cruise position nanoseconds before.
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