We are gonna get a little sexual here but it isn't a lot of it, so for you who'd prefer to avoid it, just skip further down the page when you notice it.

Braga Platoons First Mission Chapter 7

It's a bird, it's a plane… its Skywalker

"That… should to it", Jessie figured.

She turned around and watched.

The holographic shape of Avalon appeared. She skipped happily.

"Well, I be damned", Paulson stated amazed.

Except him and Jessie, the friendly hacker, Kemp, Nathaniel, Dani and Smith were in the lab. Kemp looked amazed beyond belief. Without thinking about it she started skipping too. Nathaniel frowned at the new girl.

He shook his head.

"Rookie", he muttered.

"This…is…so…amazing", Kemp declared.

"I know"! Avalon smiled widely.

Dani smirked as she massaged Nate's shoulders.

"Man, you're really tense", she told him.

"Having her in your head will do that to a guy", he nodded to Avalon.

Dani smirked at his comment.

"Nataliano", Cortana called.

Nathaniel turned to Cortana who stood in the doorway. The little chimpanzee Abe clung to her shoulders.

"You got a pet, sir"? Smith smiled. "He's cute".

"Take a good look Smithy", Jessie smiled smugly. "That's the closest to a guy that wants to sleep with you as you'll get".

Smith turned and narrowed her at on the hacker.

"Fuck you"! She sneered.

She leaped at her but Paulson grabbed her before she could hit Jessie.

The insult had actually hit harder than anyone believed. Smith took it personal as she have never had sex, or ever in her life had a boyfriend.

"The monkey the only male in the galaxy that would want to have sex with you", Jessie continued.

I don't know about that, Paulson studied Smith's frame as he held her. She were an attractive young woman. Paulson were only ten year older than the 26 year old Smith. He held her with his arms under her breast. Pressing against him she felt through the thin shirt a muscular man. She relaxed.

"Please don't fight", Avalon begged.

She didn't like seeing her new 'best friends' fight.

"Why don't you ask that monkey"… Jessie started with a smug look.

"Jessie"! Cortana snapped.

She jumped and her eyes widened. Everybody turned to Cortana.

"Johnny, if she runs her mouth again, let Smith have a go at her", Cortana ordered.

"Aye, sarge", Paulson nodded.

Cortana turned to Nathaniel.

"Nataliano, on me. This day just went to shit", she said.

The mood in the room dropped further.

"What's wrong, sarge"? Dani asked. "Has anyone been killed"?

Her clear blue eyes begged for answer in Cortana's black eyes.

"Hey, doc Coby", she said.

"Yes Sergeant"? Coby replied.

"I need you in the hangar ASAP", Cortana informed.

"I'm on my way", Coby's voice quickly acknowledge. "Infirmary out".

Nathaniel walked after Cortana as she turned around to leave.

"Sir"! Dani called.

She turned around.

"Can I tag along"? She pleaded.

Cortana thought for a moment before she nodded.

Smith walked out of the lab after glaring threateningly at Jessie who started to feel bad. She really didn't mean to hurt her that badly. She didn't think she would take it so hard. She only kid around after all. Kemp were asking question after question in amazement to Avalon who seemed just as amazed.

Paulson watched her before setting after.

"Hey, wait up", he stopped and walked beside her.

She turned her head to him.

"Paulson, right"? She asked.

"Call me Johnny", he smiled.

"Okay", she smiled. "Johnny. I'm Hannah in that case".

An awkward silence fell between them.

"So", Paulson broke it. "What do you do for fun onboard"?

Smith shrugged.

"I don't know, read, watch movies, drink, train. We have a recreation room with a pool table. Good spot to relax", Smith said.

"What's your favorite"? Paulson asked.

She raised her brow.

"What"? He fakes innocence. "We'll be working together, so I figure we should know a bit about each other".

She smiled.

"Well, I'm working on my degree in Robotics and I was thinking of going and have a training session".

"Mind if I join you"?

"Please do", Smith entered her quarters. "See you there".

After the door clones he made a victorious gesture in the air. He jogged towards his own quarters to get his training clothes.

In the hangar Nathaniel, Cortana and Dani met up with Coby as the gunship landed. The side doors opened and a sad and deeply ashamed looking Quinton walked out. Voice Cracker pushed Bolton out. He were cuffed behind his back.

"Take it easy with him", Dietrich told the clone.

Nathaniel, Dani and Coby were surprised and didn't understand.

Cortana laid her hand gently on Quinton's shoulder. She gave her an encouraging smile.

"Nataliano", Cortana glared scolding at Bolton.

"Sir".

"Accompany Voice Cracker in escorting Bolton to the brig", Cortana said.

"Understood", Nathaniel agreed without understanding what were happening.

"What happened"? Dani asked Dietrich worried. "What did he"…

"He attacked Quinton", Cortana responded before Dietrich had a chance.

Dani's eyes widened and she looked at Quinton. She walked over to her and laid her hands on her shoulders. Nathaniel gladly dragged Bolton away with Voice Cracker.

Quinton were about to move passed Dani when she hugged her. Cortana smiled Dani were really good at hugging.

"Are you okay"? Dani asked.

Cortana turned to Coby.

"Give her a checkup, okay".

Coby nodded.

"Immediately, ma'am". He then remembered. "Oh, ma'am, by the way. I meant to tell you that I just sent Yong back to her quarters. She's better and awake".

"Oh, thank god", Dani smiled warmly. "I'm so glad she's feeling better. At least something's going okay".

Cortana hid some of her happy emotions, not too look overly thrilled.

Later when she had the chance she walked by Emilie's quarters and pinged on the panel. After a moment Emilie opened. She stood in her pajamas.

Cortana smiled greatly.

"I'm so glad you are feeling better", she said.

"I'm tired though", Emilie yawned.

Cortana got the hint.

"Right, I'll let you rest I guess", she said disappointed.

Emilie started snickering and pulled her inside.

"I'm kidding", she said as she closed the door.

Cortana pushed Emilie to the wall and planted a passionate kiss on her warm and tasty lips. She cuddled her head in her red skinned hands as Emilie without hesitation return the lip action with as much passion. The tongue wrestling began and Cortana's body pressed against Emilie's. Cortana were longer then Emilie but sense she bent down Emilie felt her breasts press hard against hers. The tongue wrestling continued without needing to break for air. Emilie's left hand crawled down into Cortana's black cargo pants. The Twi'lek squirmed as the slink fingers reaching their destination between her thighs and started gently rubbing.

They broke for air and both panted hard. Cortana squirmed as Emile's fingers didn't take a break from the action. She turned them around and pushed Emilie onto the bed. Emilie were first surprised but it lifted when Cortana pulled her sleeveless shirt off and threw it on the floor. Emilie watched Cortana's naked upper body. Her soft red skin, her firm breasts and her black tattoos. She felt an urge to touch her, to let her hands play over her body. A fast growing urge that slid through her body. Unbuttoning the cargo pants Cortana placed herself on top of Emilie on the bed. Their lips met and the tongue wrestling began again. Emilie's hands desperately switched between undressing herself and caressing Cortana's body.

Helford's Office

Helford looked down on the files in front of him. He were in the process of writing a report about the indecent between PFC Bolton and PFC Quinton. He cursed them both over and over. Bolton would most likely be court martialed for his action. PFC Quinton's career could be over. She hesitated in battle but luckily nobody died. But still if you hesitated your teammates could likely died because of it.

He personally wanted to kick her out of the Platoon but SFC Cortana had argued against it. He had given SFC Cortana full responsibility to look after PFC Quinton. Switch meant PFC Quinton would be reassigned to SFC Cortana's Squad on a permanent basis, for the present time, at least.

He started backtracking on Private First Class Snake Eye's file.

He were a clones outside the norm for sure. Nine cases of Disobedience, twelve cases for disrespect for superior officers, three cases of assaulting superior officer, Court Martialed five times. Spent six months in prison before he were given the option to join Special Operations, which off course sent him to Helford.

"Commander, five Corvette class ships has entered the system", Smash said.

"On my way", Helford said.

He ran towards the cockpit as quickly as he could.

On the bridge he found Cart and Smash.

"Sir, we can't identify them, unknown markings and ship design", Cart spoke.

"Possibly it could be the reptilians", Helford pondered.

"What should we do, sir"? Smash asked. "We still have men on the planet".

Helford turned to smash to give an order.

"Sir"! Cart shouted and pointed. "One of the Corvettes are approaching the planet. They're heading for the surface and the Research Outpost".

Helford cursed. Without a doubt this were the people that attacked them on the surface and killed the personnel of the Outpost.

"Get two gunships ready to leave to pick our men up", Helford ordered. "I want SFC Cortana, Staff Sergeant Paulson, Corporal Kemp and PFC Dietrich and PFC Nigeria on a gunship to assist Dover's Squads".

"On it, Commander", Cart confirmed.

The four remaining Corvettes approached the Frigate.

"They have shields up and are about to enter firing range", Smash said.

"Shields up", Helford ordered. "Prepare for defensive maneuvers".

Smith ran into the cockpit and switched place with Cart. He took another position. Smith were the best pilot among them.

The four Corvettes opened fire but the first salvo missed the smaller Frigate. In short the Little Lady returned fire. Two gunships left the hangar on course for the planet. The Corvettes were out of any position to fire at the gunships. The Little Lady did only slight damage to the shields of one of the Corvettes.

"Take evasive action", Helford ordered.

The Corvettes split up two and two in an attempt to surround and box in the smaller Frigate. The image of Avalon appeared in the cockpit.

"Commander, excuse me but is there something I can do, I do have access to the entire ship", she said smiling hopefully.

Helford nodded.

"Get some droids to load up a gunship with as much explosives as they can".

"Okay", she smiled enthusiastically.

The Frigate shook as laser turrent fire hit them.

"Shields down to 84 %", Cart alerted.

The Frigate shook again.

"76 %", Cart reported.

"Lazer cannons 2 and 5 offline", Smash warned.

"Commander, the gunship is ready", Avalon reported.

Helford turned around.

"Can you autopilot it"?

Avalon nodded.

"Smash, open the hangar doors to let Avalon fly it out".

"Copy, opening hangar doors", Smash complied.

The hangar doors opened and the gunship flied out. It flied towards the Corvettes who didn't seem to see it as a threat and ignored it.

"Keep it in your sights", Helford said. "On my mark, Avalon fire at the gunship".

"Okay", she smiled.

The Corvettes approached the gunship and were passing by it.

"Now", Helford leaned forward.

A turrent targeted the ship and fired. The gunship exploded in proximity to two Corvettes. One of the Corvettes lost shields and secondary explosions tore the ship apart. The other lost power across most of the ship, shields were down, including weapon systems and lifesupport. In the cockpit they cheered.

"Two down, two to go", Cart smirked.

Jordeb Surface

Dover took cover behind the wall beside the window. He were on the second floor along with Panzer and Quickie. About sixty reptilians were closing in on the facility. While being horribly outnumbered they try to hold them back until the gunships land on the other side.

Dover threw a grenade through the window. With the explosion came shrieks of reptilians.

"Ford, Digger, what's your position"? Dover asked.

Panzer got up and put four bolts in a reptilians before ducking down.

"We're… in hallway D2", Ford said. "Got a bit… of company".

"Alright, Ford, on my order, fall back to hallway G42", Dover said.

He quickly left cover and shot two reptilians who approached the entrance. It were only a matter of time before they got inside. A minute or so Dover figured. He pushed another mag into the rifle. When the blaster bolts stopped flying for a moment he stood up and squeezed the trigger. One took a shot to the head as two others were merely injured. Before taking cover he spotted an RPG.

"RPG, Cover"! He barked.

He ran towards the other end of the room. Panzer and Quickie booked it. The missile hit the wall and blow it apart. Panzer were thrown to the ground with the blast. He stumbled to his feet and looked around. At first his legs felt like spaghetti. Thankfully it ward off quickly.

"Hey, you read Commander, Cortana here. We're two minutes away from landing", Cortana's voice sparked the comm to life.

"About time Sergeant", Dover marked. "The parties already started".

"You know what they say, sir. The best company always shows up late".

Panzer looked around to find Quickie laying on the ground. He weren't moving. Rushing up to him he turned to on his back.

"Quickie, you're okay"? He asked quickly with worry.

With a closer look he realized his brother were dead.

He shook his head when Dover looked at him.

"Dammit", he cursed. "Come on". Dover reached for his comm. "Ford, they're coming inside. Fallback to the engineering bay"!

"Gladly"! Ford replied, screaming over the weapons fire.

Dover and Panzer rushed though hallways. Quickly clearing corners they approached the engineering bay, finally. Ford and Digger were right behind them. Vash waited inside.

"Vash"! Dover shouted.

"I recon we have five minutes until the generators overload", Vash informed. "I could have set it lower but I wanted to escape intact".

"Its fine", Dover turned around and fired. "Move"!

Ford grabbed Vash and rushed outside. Panzer gave a quick overlook and were glad to see two gunships come in for landing. The doors opened and reinforcements jumped out from one of them.

"Secure the area"! Cortana yelled.

Nigeria, Paulson, Kemp and Dietrich created a semi-circle in front of the gunship.

"Times up Commander", Cortana called.

Throwing a grenade into the hallway Dover used the explosion as cover to get away with Digger on him. Digger had a shotgun hanging over his back and two twin blasters attached to his waist.

"Incoming"! Dover barked. "Get onboard"!

A blue bolt from a slimy drone hit the ground near Nigeria.

"Just like old times"! He yelled at Cortana.

"I hate old times"! Paulson chuckled.

He fired and hit one of the drones.

"Dietrich, use that rocket launcher"! Cortana ordered.

Dietrich took the rocket launcher from his back and prepared to fire it. From the north Dover spotted reptilians approaching.

Suddenly he saw Panzer take a blue bolt in the back. He cried out and collapsed.

"Man down"! Dover shouted.

Cortana redirected her view and saw Panzer on the ground.

"Nigeria, Ford covering fire"! She barked. "Cover the Commander"! She swung around to star at Dietrich. "Fire that fucking thing"!

Dietrich huffed as he aimed the rocket launcher.

"Patients is a lost art", he mumbled with curving lips forming into a smile.

He fired. Three blob drones exploded into purple puddles. Dover grabbed Panzer and checked his pulse. It were low and irregular but he were still alive. He threw him over his shoulder and hurried towards Cortana. The incoming fire were increasing, even more so as the number of enemies increased by the second.

"Times up"! Dover shouted. "Go, go, go"!

"Onboard the gunships"! Cortana barked.

A bolt flashed just passed her face as she turned. She were only so far from being killed. Ford cried out. He collapsed with a smoking wound in his right leg.

Damn it, Dover cursed. No time.

He continued running and got onboard the closest gunship. He laid down panzer on the bench. Digger threw away the empty rifle and drew the pistols. He poured fire onto the advancing enemy. Nigeria and Dietrich got onboard.

"Get us in the air"! Dover ordered.

"The others"… the pilot started.

"Are taking the other ship"! Dover said. "Now"!

The doors closed and the gunship started lifting off.

Meanwhile Paulson and Kemp covered Cortana from the entrance of the gunship.

"There leaving"! Kemp exclaimed. "The hell"!

"They assume we're right behind them"! Paulson barked to her over the sounds of battle.

"But we're not"! Kemp retorted.

"Yeah"! Paulson chuckled. "Sucks, huh".

"Yeah, kinda does"! Kemp laughed.

Cortana had gone back for Ford, doing the exact opposite of what Dover had decided. She took two bolts to her vest and staggered backwards. Ignoring the pain from the impact she pulled Ford over her shoulder and ran. He were pretty heavy for a young man.

A bolt hit Cortana's back and another dripped through her leg. Upon entering the gunship she collapsed. They lifted off just as hand to hand combat looked possibly. The heavy fire damaged the ship but they still managed to get airborne.

Ford sat up and turned painfully towards Cortana.

He panted.

"You… you came back for me", he stated gratefully.

"No… no… no man left behind", Cortana managed through the pain shooting up her body. She imagined that those blasts to her chest, though not breaking it, probably broke a few ribs.

"Holy shit"! The pilot called out. "Somebody is space just blow the station to pieces"!

Paulson looked at Kemp and Ford.

"I Corvette isn't powerful enough to do that", he acknowledged.

"Something bigger mist have showed up", Ford assumed. "Like it wasn't going terribly already".

"A little asskicking's never hurt anyone", Kemp smiled.

Cortana tilted her head to her.

"One of our men are dead and another injured", she reminded.

Kemp lost her smile.

"Oh, I"… she tried.

"Pilot", Cortana said. "You see who fired yet"?

"No sir, not yet".

Suddenly a familiar voice came through the comm.

"…I repeat, stay behind us. Stay behind our bigger ships for cover".

Cortana tilted up her head.

"Is that…" She asked unsure.

"…Skywalker", Ford finished. "That's General Skywalker's voice".

Kemp smirked.

"Is he rescuing us"? She asked.

"We don't need rescue but, yes", Paulson affirmed in a relaxing tone.

I was wrong in the last chapter. This is the longest chapter I've written in this story. Hope the kinda short space battle was decent. I'm better with writing about more fleet sized space battles then those containing a total of six ships.

Hope you enjoyed!

More about the mysterious enemy will be revealed in upcoming chapters.