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Empire vs Callum
The room was silent, a few trophies and objects rested about, decorating the room as. Behind the desk, sat a small model of a Venator Class Star Destroyer. At the desk, Waltheof sat, his eyes locked upon the small black orb that rested in the centre.
He thought long and hard about his current objective, about why he was tasked with hunting down this Mandalorian. He had his suspicions that the others wanted to experiment with her, to test her Elven biology.
Shaking his head, he sighed heavily, glancing away to gaze at the items that decorated his office. "Fleet Admiral, one of our probe droids in the Teth system has detected serval unidentified ships entering orbit. We suspect them to be Rebels sir." Yashiro's voice said over the comm.
Waltheof narrowed his eyes. "Rebels you say Commodore Sukomi. Inform the rest of the fleet to jump to the Teth System." He ordered, standing as he marched towards the door.
Ahshala glanced over the world of Klatooine. The desert world was close to lifeless. She gently guided her fighter down towards the planets surface, her eyes locked upon the barren land that littered the place.
Her eyes soon fell upon Treema, the capital of the planet. Guiding her fighter in towards the city, she watched as other ships flew in and out. Freighters and supply ships left the port. But one ship caught her attention, a Mandalorian Fang Fighter.
Leaving her fighter, Ahshala glanced over the people, the Klatooinian's. She made her way out, walking along the streets as she observed the crowds closely. She swept the people, looking for a Mandalorian.
She soon came to a stop, ducking into an alleyway and started to climb. Standing upon the roof of a building, she spotted her target. She watched as Rayla vanished into a building. Smiling, Ahshala moved, using her athletic body to leap across the buildings before crossing over the street.
Landing upon the roof, she ducked inside a window. Making sure she was hidden, she watched those below her. A group of pirates, a mix of different races. She watched as Rayla walked forward, her hands resting up the handles of her weapons.
She soon eyed a Twi'lek. Narrowing her eyes, she kept her ears open.
"Poclosi, I need information." Rayla said.
"About what?" Poclosi responded.
"About the location of two people, I heard you're the guy who knows these things. I need to know about two Elves from Xadia, where they might be. Two royal guards to be exact." Rayla replied.
Ahshala frowned as she listened in. Concerned as to what reason the Elven Mandalorian wanted this information.
"I have no information, but Vokoll wants you." Poclosi said, drawing his weapon. "Moonshadow Elves are hard to come by this day and age, unlike your Startouch friends who are all but extinct."
Ahshala narrowed her eyes. No one harms an Elf while another is nearby. Taking her time, she moved around the rafters, positioning herself above the Twi'lek known as Poclosi. Taking a deep breath, she watched as Rayla moved to engage the other pirates.
With a smirk, she dropped down, landing behind Poclosi. Tapping him on the shoulder, she watched as he turned around. "Who are you? And how did you get here?" Poclosi demanded.
Ahshala smirked. "Captain Ahshala of the Xadian Alliance." She replied, punching him in the face. She glanced up as she drew out her rifle and fired, taking out a pirate sneaking up on Rayla. Walking forward, she spoke. "I would stand down pirates, even the Hutts should realise the folly of messing with the Xadian Alliance." She said.
Rayla glanced up at Ahshala, her eyes narrowed as the Sunfire Elf stood tall. "You're an Elf from Xadia." She exclaimed.
Ahshala nodded as she glanced at the pirates retreating from the building. "Captain Ahshala of the Xadian Alliance, second in command of Storm Squad." She said, walking to stand before Rayla. "And you are?" She asked.
"Rayla, Rayla Ordo." Rayla replied.
Ahshala nodded. "Clan Ordo, a very famous clan for their history with Revan and the Star Forge." She said, looking over the room. "I take it you didn't find what you were looking for here." She added, turning to eye Rayla closely.
Rayla frowned as she removed her helmet. "How did you find me?" She asked.
Ahshala turned to face the roof. "My commanding officer, Prince Caelum of Xadia sent me to investigate rumours of a Moonshadow Elf Mandalorian, evidently leading me to you." She explained, turning to face Rayla.
"And what is a prince doing so far from Xadia?" Rayla questioned.
"That mission is none of your concern. All you need to know is that he was tasked with finding something and keeping it out of the Empire's hands. However, you are messing with dangerous figures Rayla, the Hutts are not to be taken lightly, they are responsible for the extinction of an entire race." Ahshala answered.
Rayla sighed in annoyance. "Ok, so now that you've found me, you going to return to your Prince?"
Ahshala shook her head. "Clearly, you've gotten yourself involved with the Hutts, my presence should keep the heat off you for a while." She replied.
"So what, you're going to follow me around now?"
"No, I offer my assistance in aiding your mission, meanwhile, I will do what I can to gather information for my commanding officer and his mission." Ahshala responded, watching as Rayla nodded.
"And the Empire?" Rayla wondered.
Ahshala smirked. "Shouldn't be an issue, my commanding officer has a small fleet with him, I received a call earlier saying that he might've drawn the attention of an Imperial Fleet." She said.
Rayla nodded as she eyed the door. "Ok, well my lead here for finding my parents has died, but if the Hutts want me, then we might want to deal with them." She said.
Ahshala smirked. "Then I think it best that we begin annoying them, if we can at least gather information from them relevant to my commanding officers' mission, then we kill two birds with one stone." She said.
Rayla smirked. "Well, let's get going."
Waltheof eyed the fleet of Xadian ships closely, his eyes locked upon the largest ship in the fleet. He turned to face his captain. "Broadcast to the enemy command ship, I wish to have a talk with their admiral." He ordered.
A blue image of Callum quickly appeared before him. "Attention Rebel filth, you are to surrender at once." Waltheof demanded.
Callum chuckled as he shook his head. "I don't know where you got that idea, but we are no Rebels. We have no problem with your Empire unless it affects us directly. I suggest you leave us be before things get ugly."
Waltheof rolled a fist. "I am Fleet Admiral Le Jumel of the Sixth Fleet. You will surrender at once or face the Empire's might." He demanded again.
Callum shook his head once more. "I'm afraid we don't answer to the Empire. The Xadian Alliance are a free people. We answer to no one but our king and queen. Leave us now, or face suffer the wrath of Xadia." He threatened.
Waltheof crossed his arms. "I will not be threatened by you, Xadia is but one world against a mighty Empire. How long do you think you can last against our military might?" He was positive he had Callum. His smirk showed his pride and hope. Only for it to be crushed in an instance.
"I'm sorry to hear that Fleet Admiral, but we will not listen to the Empire. Afterall, you were the ones who killed King Avizandum." Callum warned, a small smirk forming upon his lips. "Leave us be, and no one will speak a word of this encounter." He added.
Waltheof shook his head. "I'm afraid you are forcing my hand, I will order my ships to open fire if you do not surrender at once."
Callum smirked. "I am a Prince of Xadia, attack me and you shall see the wrath of Xadia firsthand. And let me tell you something, it isn't pretty. The Hutts learned that a long time ago. As did the Sith." He responded, ending the call.
Waltheof shook with anger as he marched forward. "Get me a lock on their command ship and order the fleet to await my orders."
Callum frowned as he turned to face Renna. "How do you think the Empire will respond?" He asked.
Renna sighed as she glanced over the Imperial Fleet. "From what I've heard, they will most likely respond with violence. But we are at a disadvantage in numbers." She replied.
Callum nodded in agreement. "True, we are lacking in numbers, when I had assembled the fleet, I was not expecting to encounter an Imperial Fleet of this size. Regardless, we must now be ready to fight. Deploy our fighters and order them to cover our forces. Inform our Oceanborn Cruiser to hold position and await my orders."
Renna nodded, turning to carry out Callum's orders.
Waltheof smirked as he watched Callum's forces organise themselves into a defensive position. "It seems the Prince's words were but lies, if they were as mighty as they say, they would've deployed into an assault formation. Deploy fighters." He said.
He quickly eyed Callum's flagship. "There is something strange about these ships, they are built using some unidentified shipyard, something powerful. We should be cautious. Move the fleet in slowly, once in range, open fire upon the closest ship."
"Right away, Fleet Admiral."
Callum felt the ship rock as the first round of turbolaser fire made impact. "Shield status?" He asked.
"Shields are holding, Prince Caelum."
Callum smirked. "I want a status update on the shields every five minutes, in the meantime, order The Valor to open fire, their weapon system shall engage the enemy fleet before their fighters make it."
Renna nodded. "Right away, Prince Caelum." She replied.
Waltheof frowned as Callum's fleet held position. "I will admit sir, they are strong in their formation. But that cruiser out the back worries me." His captain said.
Waltheof turned. "Hmm, indeed, it is set back further then usual. I wonder what it's purpose it. An interdictor? A carrier? Communication?" He wondered.
The Revenant rocked as a round of fire shook the ship. Waltheof turned fast, his eyes locked upon the bridge crew. "Origin of the attack?" He demanded.
"The lone cruiser appears to be fitted with long range weaponry sir. They are out of our attack range."
Waltheof grunted in annoyance. "Deploy bombers to destroy that ship."
"Bombers deployed."
"Prince Callum, a squadron of bombers is headed towards The Valor."
Callum smirked. "Well, give them a surprise. Athena, Tempest, decloak and engage any fighter that comes near The Valor." He ordered.
"Sir, two ships have decloaked and engaged our bombers."
Waltheof turned fast. "Cloaking technology!" He cried in shock. "How did they manage to obtain this tech?" He questioned.
"Our bombers failed sir."
Waltheof sighed heavily. "Move the fleet to engage at close range, we'll wipe them from existence. I want every ship firing their entire payload onto them." He ordered.
Renna watched as the Imperial fleet closed in on them, she glanced at Callum who remained calm. "Prince Caelum, if I may ask? But how are you so calm about this? We're outnumbered and about to be wiped out by the Empire before our mission is complete."
Callum turned with a small smirk. "When we entered the system, I called Runaan for back up." He revealed, turning to face the Sixth Fleet once more.
Renna nodded in understanding. "Didn't trust the Empire to leave us alone did you?"
Callum nodded. "Indeed."
"Fleet Admiral, a considerable fleet is coming out of hyperspace."
Waltheof turned fast to see a large fleet enter the system. "Enemy reinforcements. Hold position and continue to bombard. We won't stand down in the face of this threat." He said. Watching the new fleet closely.
Finally, I got this chapter done. A little cleaning to help the mind think does wonders. Be sure to check out The Warlord Prince.
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