Ranger24: And heres the last of this crap.


Chapter 20: Part seven.

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Real world...

"Oh boy! The Death Star assault," Cairne said excitedly.

"Sit down I haven't seen this part," Tyrande snapped.

Everyone stared at her again.

"What?" She asked.

"You've never watched the ending to Star Wars?" Varian dead panned.

"Not really," Tyrande admitted. "Kinda fell asleep last few times I tried to watch it."

Everyone was silent or a moment.

"Why are you on our team again?" Varian asked.

"Because the Horde doesn't want the Night Elves," Thrall replied.


Inside Lor'themar's concussed brain...

Finally the Argent Rebellion began launching its forces into action. Roughly four squadrons of ridiculously slow snub fighters. Some how they managed to break the atmosphere and began to cruise with the planet that Lights Hope orbited's gravity to carry them to the battle and conserve power.

The lead pilot of the squadron Anduin was attached to, Bolvar Fordragon, switched on the flight comm system.

"All wings, report in," he ordered.

"Red two, standing by."

"Red three, standing by."

Red four standing by," Rhonin reported.

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Real world...

"I'm Wedge!?" Rhonin said incredulous.

"Congrats, you get to live through the movie," Varian said patting him on the shoulder.

"And if theres sequels you get to destroy the second Naxrammas," Thrall added.

"I knew there was as a reason we got married," Vereesa said giving him a peck on the cheek.

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Inside Lor'themar's concussed brain...

"Red five standing by," Anduin reported in.

"Big red standing by!" Said the Big Red Gum.

"Red Team standing by!" Called in Sarge from Red vs Blue, with the rest of his team piled into three other X-wings..

"The other Red Team standing by!" Heavy from Team Fortress 2 called in with his team piled into a couple more X-wings.

"Red October standing by," Sean Connery replied.

"Trainer Red, standing by," called in the pokemon trainer from Red Version.

"Lock S-foils in attack position," Bolvar ordered.

As one all of the X-wings fixed their wings into attack postion. Then they attack began with the Scourge merely using defensive turrets to try and repel them. The Red October was shot down in seconds due to its sheer size. The rest however were causing devestation.

"I'm going in," Anduin reported. "Cover me Heavy!"

"Am having trouble," Hevay reported as he was over cramped in his cockpit and accidentaly rolled over into the surface of Naxrammas.

Anduin sighed.

"Well crap," he muttered.

"I'll miss that crazy mother fucker," Illidan said sadly.

At that moment fighters streamed out of Naxrammas and a massive dog fight began, numerous extras were killed on both sides and several people narrowly avoided death.

Meanwhile inside Naxrammas Arthas cornered two random pilots.

"Several Rebel fighters have broken away from the main group, come with me." He ordered before leading them to the hanger.

Back in space Bolvar Fordragon, Sarge from RVB, and Big red were making their run on the trench. They swerved chaotically to avoid the incoming blasts of defensive gunfire.

"I count around a dozen or so turrets around the target," Sarge report.

"Switch deflection screens to double front," Bolvar ordered.

At that moment all of the incoming fire stopped.

"What da hell?" Big red demanded.

Suddenly Big Reds X wing exploded.

"OH SHIT!" Sarge yelled.

Coming up hard behind them were three Scourge TIE fighters including Arthas speacily modified model.

"Keep your distance we're almost there!" Bolvar ordered.

"They're gaining on us!" Sarge yelled.

"Stay on target!" Bolvar snapped turning on his targeting computer thing.

"They're to close," Sarge added.

"Stay on target!"

"They're going to kill us!"

"Stay on target!"

"Would you stop saying that!?" Sarge demanded before his X wing exploded as Arthas fired on him.

"Stay on target!"


Real world...

"Hey! Stop making fun of Bolvar you bastard!" Varian snarled.

"Sit down Varian," Jaina snapped.


Inside Lor'themar's concussed brain...

Bolvar finally reached the target as Arthas nailed his starboard engines. Bolvar fired of his proton torpedos and pulled out of the trench. The Torpedos hit and soliders within Naxrammas were thrown to the floor.

"Did you hit?" Tirion asked over the radio.

"Negative," Bolvar growled. "Just rim shot it."

At that moment Arthas nailed his X-wing in the tail.

"With my last breath I curse Hannah Montana!" Bolvar cried out before his ship exploded.

Anduin sighed.

"Well crap," he muttered. "Who's left?"

"Me and the Scout are still here," Rhonin reported.

"Okay you guys are with me, we're going in full throttle." Anduin said before they dove into the the trench themselves.

Within moments Arthas was hot on their tails with his back up mooks. Once more it was a race down the retarded trench of death which makes hardly any tactical sense.

Within seconds however Rhonin's X-wing took a hit to the engine.

"Fuck I gotta pull out man," Rhohin reported.

"It's okay man, you'd probably have died if you'd stayed in the trench," Anduin replied.

"My bad dude," Rhonin muttered before pulling up out of the trench.

They continued down the trench and Anduin activated his targeting computer.

"Crap I'm screwed!" Scout yelled.

Then as if on que Arthas nailed Scout's X-wing in the tail. Unlike Rhonin, who'd been glanced, Scout was blown to tiny scraps of metal. Anduin gulped in his cockpit.

"Control I'm all alone out here can any other pilots assist?"

"Negative red five," Tirion replied. "All other squadrons are engaged or have been wiped out."

Anduin swore and zoomed in on the target area.

Suddenly Arthas fired again. Anduin jerked down slightly and the blasts avoided anything vital... Excpet Illi-DAN's hair.

"ARGH!!" Illi-DAN roared. "FUCK YOU! WHAT AM I A TARGET!?!"

"Shit," Anduin growled.

He took another gaze through his targeting computer. Then he heard a voice.

'Use the force,' Velen's voice said.

Anduin blinked in suprise.

'Trust you're feelings,' Velen stated.

Anduin nodded and then turned of the targeting computer.

Back in the base Tirion glanced up in confusion.

"Red five, you've switched of your targeting computer, whats wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing; I'm all right," Anduin replied.

"Naxrammas will be in range in one minute," an officer reported.

"And Sylvanas's is getting larger!" Kael-P0 said stupidly.

Back in Space Arthas frowned.

"Well what do you know? This guy doesn't suck," he muttered.

Then his targeting computer locked on.

"And now he's dead," Arthas said.

Before he could fire the ship on his left exploded!

"What the fuck!?" Arthas yelled.

Out of no where the SS Mcbadass came screaming in guns blazing. Inside Lor'themar gave a yell of excitement before he motioned to the couch he and Thrall had stolen.

"See?" He said. "Told you it was a good idea."

The second of Arthas's supports exploded and bashed Arthas out of the trench were he entered an out of control spin.

Anduin instantly fired his torpedo's and pulled out of the trench. They shot away with the surviving pilots. Then finally Naxrammas exploded.

"Great shot kid that was one in a million!" Lor'themar congratulated.

Anduin smiled in his cockpit.

'Remember Anduin, the force will be with you. Always.' Velen's voice said.

Minutes later the entire group touched down and Anduin clambered out of his X-wing to the cheers of the rebels! Sylvanas grabbed him in a bear hugged as Lor'themar glomped them from behind.

"Hooray we did it!" Anduin yelled.

"Now lets all get wasted!" Lor'themar yelled.

"Drinks are on me!" Tirion Fording proclaimed.

"HOORAY!!" Everyone yelled.

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The real world...

Then Lor'themar stirred and his eyes flickered open.

"Oh what the hell happened?" He groaned.

"You got kicked in the head by Tom Cruise," Sylvanas said. "We got to watch a movie produced by your concussed brain."

"Oh what movie?" He asked.

"Star Wars," Thrall replied.

"Anything else happen?" Lor'themar asked.

"Nope," Varian said simply.


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