A/N: I would like to thank rangermike for providing the inspiration for this story. I would also like to thank Lucas Arts for developing the KOTOR games. I've been watching a lot of Battlestar Galactica lately, so that has influenced several things, namely Shaman's new command, as well as several techniques. Cameo by Saul Tigh, who is the property of whoever created Battlestar Galactica. CAG means Commander, Air Group. It is usually reserved for the best pilot on the ship.
I sat in my quarters on the Soul of Fire, glancing over the reports on Vandelhelm. Something was bothering me. I could feel it nagging at me. I glanced out the viewport to stare at the peaceful planet that floated there. Wait! I turned back to look over the reports again. I found the report I was looking for: "Acts of Sabotage have decreased starting two days ago. Requesting engineers to repair damaged machinery."
My memory took me back to Honoghr. We waited several days after destroying the last garrison before attacking the shipyard. I gathered up the reports on the sabotage as well as the request for engineers. I ran out of my room and made my way to Revan's quarters. I stopped just outside the door and was about to knock when I remembered that he was having a staff meeting in the briefing room. I cursed in Huttese and ran to the turbolift.
Once inside, I pressed the button for the bridge. When the turbolift stopped, I made my way towards the briefing room. The door opened. "Sorry for interrupting, but I think the Sith are coming."
The ten people in the room stopped talking. Revan looked at me. "When did you figure it out?"
I simply stared. "You knew?"
"Yes I did. I knew even before we left."
"Then why did we come here?"
He stared at me. It took a minute for me to figure it out. "Ah. This is a trap. You mean to destroy as many of the Sith forces as you can."
He smiled. "Exactly."
I straightened. "Permission to send my troops down to the surface."
"Granted." I turned to walk out of the room. "Where are you going?"
I turned back to face him. "I thought that I was…"
"I gave permission for your soldiers to go, not you. I need you here. You are one of the only officers in this fleet who has faced the Sith in space."
"I see."
He smiled. "Good. Come here, I have your new assignment." He held out a datapad. I walked over and took it. It was another command. I was to take command of a Ravager class cruiser called the Valkyrie. I grinned as I looked at him.
"Permission to leave the ship, General?"
"Granted." He answered as he went back to the meeting.
I left the room and headed towards the turbolift. I took it to the hanger deck where I boarded a shuttle.
"Where to Colonel?"
"The Valkyrie."
"Yes sir." The pilot turned in his seat and started up the engine. Within minutes I was walking onto the hanger deck of the Valkyrie. I was surprised to see an honor guard waiting for me.
"Sir, welcome aboard the Valkyrie. Captain Tigh is waiting."
"Thank you Lieutenant…"
"Solo, sir. Jonathor Solo. I'm your CAG."
"Trust a Corellian to be the best pilot."
He smirked. "We're the best because we are the craziest bunch of people you will ever meet."
"I don't know about that. Have you ever met a Mandalorian?" I asked with a grin.
"Can't say that I have."
The turbolift door opened and as I stepped out I said, "You just did." The door closed before he could reply. Snickering, I made my way to the bridge.
A balding middle aged man was waiting. "Colonel Shaman?"
"Yes."
He saluted. "Captain Saul Tigh. I understand that I'm your new XO."
I returned the salute. "Glad to meet you Captain. What's the status of the Valkyrie?"
"She's fully stocked with pilots, missiles and enough spiced Corellian Rum to last for a couple of weeks of sustained combat." He said with a slight smirk.
"Good. Set Condition One throughout the ship and have the pilots report to their fighters. We're going to have incoming."
His grin was bloodthirsty. "Finally. I was wondering when I could get revenge for Bastion."
"Sir, I have multiple hyperspace exit points! It's them Sir!" The tactical officer said nervously.
I sat in the command chair. "When they are in range, launch all missiles and prepare for an enemy suppression barrage."
The thirty seconds seemed like an eternity. "They're in range."
"Launch fighters. Missiles stand by… FIRE!"
The flickering points of light that were 40 Mark Seven missiles made an appearance before impacting on a light cruiser. The cruiser detonated in a cataclysmic explosion as the missiles tore through the shields and armor. "Enemy suppression barrage, NOW!" I grinned with a very demonic appearance on my face.
Turbolasers and lasers flashed out at the enemy in an unending wave. "Sir, they're launching missiles!"
"Here's where the fun begins." I said to myself as the missiles drew closer.
