Hey guys, here is another chapter, sorry sorry sorry for the delay but some stuff came up so it got delayed. Anyways I that you'll enjoy it, do have a fun time reading and finding the Easter eggs.


"Captain, what was the slaughter of Seaden?" Watson asked.

"Watson, I'm not a captain anymore, I've lost the ship. All that I'm now is a confused man, captured by rebels." of course that wasn't an answer to Watson's question, but right now I didn't care anymore.

I was staring towards Anythos and Dakka. They intrigued me, both of them were a special kind of men. Both of them were trained soldiers, something that couldn't be said about most of the rebels here. Anythos had blue armour on, it looked a bit like the old clone trooper armour, on his shoulders and upper chest plate he also had carved in some white markings but I couldn't recognize them. His big black beard he had was hanging loose just like his hair, it looked wild and strong but didn't seem smart to have in battle. Next to all that he had some type of helmet clipped to his belt but I couldn't see that very well so instead I looked at his weapon, it was a DC-15a, famous from its use by the clones during the clone wars so it was surprising to see one of them still in use after nearly two decades.

The men next to him, Dakka was his name if I remembered correctly, was an even more intriguing soldier. Dakka was of average height and looked to be in his late forties so he didn't really look like an intimidating fighter, at least on first sight. The way he stood showed in him constant alertness, as if a threat might be coming from anyone and anywhere. His armour was also outstanding, a type I hadn't seen except in old holovids, it was the armour used by the elite forces in the Clone Army: the ARC's. How he got a hold of that I don't know, but I decided that it would be best not the ask, considering his coarse manners and the gun against my head.

"Sir, with all respect, but you're still my captain, ship or no ship I will always follow you blindly. But can you please answer my question: what was the Slaughter of Seaden?"

I sighed, I'd completely forgotten about Watson and his question. Seaden, greatest and worst triumph of my life.

"Well Watson, I'll tell you, but please try not to interrupt me….
Four years earlier:

In the two years after I got promoted to my own Acclamator not much had happened, I patrolled the regular routes and escorted Imperial ships. That was until we received a message from the garrison of Seaden, there was a rebel fleet attacking them so every Imperial ship in the sector was asked for assistance against the assaulting army. So there we went, my green crew and I, to glory and victory:

"Captain, we're entering the system, any final orders?"

"Yes, divert the power from our weapons to overload our shields and scanners, I don't want to get in as a blind womprat."

My orders were followed and we went out of Hyperspace right into the midst of explosions and death. Right in front of my eyes a Victory class got shredded into pieces while it tried to get a broadside. Two squadrons of Z-95 flew over, hunting a group of TIEs. Through the remains of ships that got here before I did I was able to see the main front of the rebel fleet, it consisted of many different ships, from small corvettes to even some capital class ships. The fleet wasn't massive but it could easily handle the small patrol fleet trickling in one at the time. And then I realised the horrible trap we were stuck in: the small fleets would be ripped into pieces before reinforcements would arrive, and if you'd try to escape then your engines would be destroyed before you turned around completely, and going into hyperspace while facing the enemy would garanty a collision.

I stood there frozen in fear and indecision. The plan wasn't even that brilliant, it was just that we were too arrogant to form a fleet before the attack. I saw another Acclamator leaving Hyperspace, and I knew just us two wouldn't be enough.

"Try to get contact with other fleets, I want to know if a sizeable fleet is going to come in. Else… we might not make it."

At the same time an Interceptor-class frigate was flying towards the other Acclamator while he was firing torpedoes from his forward tubes. Even though the Interceptor was great for an assault roll, it had one enormous weakness, and that was that his sides and rear were as good as undefended against flanking forces. So I ordered to redirect power from the engines towards the Turbo Lasers and fired them all towards the Interceptor's front were his bridge and torpedo tubes were situated.

The lasers devastated the Interceptor, blasting through its shields and ripping the hull into bantha fodder. The other Acclamator was safe, at least for now. There was still a whole fleet of rebels to go.

"Sir, Commander Dentem of the 7th Outer Rim patrol fleet is contacting us."

"Send him through, this might be good news."

On the holotable a blue light flickered to live, forming the silhouette of the commander. This might be the good news I've been hoping for considering that our chance of surviving is far too low for my liking.

"Captain Varey? I'm Commander Dentem, are you by Seaden right now?"

"Yes.. Yes Sir. I've fallen in the same trap as the other ships. Their fleet is bigger than expected. They even have some Dreadnoughts and Assault Frigates MK I and II."

"Damn that's grim news to hear, right now my fleet is on its way to the system with some Victories and my flagship an Imperial-class Star Destroyer the"Hannibal". We'll probably arrive soon, but I'll need your assistance by distracting the Rebel fleet preceding our arrival in the system. Is that clear Captain?"

I didn't like that at all, distracting them meant being their target practice till Commander Dentem arrived. But he was my superior so I had to obey.

"Yes Sir, I.. I understand." I turned the projector off and walked with a bitter taste in my mouth back to the big view screen at the front of the bridge. Next to me stood our navigator droid B.E.N. even though he looked pretty old, he was still our ship's mascot.

"Sir" he said in his creaky voice "what are your orders? The Warhammer is ready for your commands."

That's it! Why didn't I think about that before. The Warhammer was an Acclamator MK II so it was equipped with very powerful orbital bombardment capacity's. But of course why should I use it for OB's when I can use against ships below me? That would make a truly powerful impact like.. A warhammer!

"B.E.N. I want the ship to speed across the battlefield and fly over their flagship that MK II Assault Frigate , we'll give them a nasty surprise!"

I ordered to reassign the power from the lasers to our deflector shields and most of all the engines, after that I ordered our TIE squadrons to fly around the ship too keep their bombers away.

We flew forward pretty fast and were unhindered until a corellian gunship attacked. Normally I'd dispatch orders to shoot it into oblivion but right now all the canons were deactivated so we flew on. But still every shot it made into The Warhammer hurt me deeply but we had to keep flying on until we reached our destination. Slowly we arched upwards and flew towards the enemy's flagship. Luckily most of their ships were distracted by other ships like the Acclamator I saved so we still had a chance. But suddenly a whole swarm of old Hyena-class bombers flew in, ready to destroy my ship. Luckily most of the Hyena's were destroyed by our TIE's before they could let loose their deadly payload. A few came through our defense squadrons and destroyed our hangar though. The weird part was that those Hyenas were originally used by the CIS so I wondered how they came into the hands of this rebel attack force.

"Captain, Dentem's fleet will arrive in a minute time, he wants to know if the distraction will be ready before that. "

I laughed: "don't worry we'll give this rebel scum what they deserve, but please tell him not to dwindle too long."

The comms officer relayed the message while we slowly flew over the rebel's flagship. I also saw that they had an old MK I Acclamator too the right of us but it didn't matter, victory would soon be here.

"Sir, were now above the enemy's bridge, what are your orders?"

"I want the bombardment to fire at my command. Ready? …. FIRE!"

I heard the standard rumble of the Orbital Bombardment coming from the belly of the ship and I smiled savagely enjoying the idea of killing so many of them in a single volley.

Most of the blasts landed on the ship's front, destroying the bridge and main quarters until nothing was left of it except scrap metal. One laser missed and hit a Corellian Corvette, luckily the shot didn't go to waste.

Once I might've been horrified by this slaughter but after their attack on The Prosecutor that vanished, sometimes my scar still hurt. Mostly when I look to the left or jerked my head up fast.

"Captain, commander Dentem's fleet has arrived!"

I looked at the scanners and I saw that it was true, the 7th patrol fleet had arrived, in addition of three ISD's. We cheered; we were saved and the rebel fleet would be destroyed!


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