Jan Ors sat behind the controls of the Crow and was preparing to make the
jump to hyperspace. Right before she was ready to pull back the hyperspace
lever, a small monitor came to life and Mon Mothma's face appeared. Jan
flipped on the comlink and said, "What is it Mon Mothma?"
"Jan," the woman said, "Our spies on Coruscant have been found. Unfortunately, it is already to late to mount a rescue mission. Before they were executed, they managed to send all the data of their mission and we have just finished decoding it. Right upon picking up Kyle, you will proceed to the following coordinates."
Jan watched the blue numbers scroll up the screen, and nodded, "Our next mission, huh? Sounds pretty important."
Mothma nodded, "I need you and Kyle to get to those coordinates and await briefing form General Crix Madine."
"General already?" Jan said, "It seems like just the other day when Kyle busted Madine out of the Detention Block on Orinakkra."
"You'd better get going now," Mothma said, "Kyle should be finished with his mission soon."
Jan smiled and pushed back her hair, "I guess you don't how Kyle operates. Knowing him, he's probably in the middle of a fire fight in the heart of Rebus's stronghold."
Kyle fired a burst of fire at the pursuing Imperials with the stolen Repeater Rifle he held in his hands. He knew Jan would be here soon, and that he had to get to Rebus before Jan arrived. Just as he went through a doorway into a long hallway, Kyle noticed that the majestic décor was limited only to the grand hall. The corridor he was in was the dull durasteel gray that was common for Imperial bases, computer screens were mounted on counsels lining the walls, and an astromech droid was plugged into one of them, chiming several beeps. Without a hesitation, Kyle shut the door behind him and locked it with the controls. He blasted a single shot into the controls with the repeater rifle to ensure that he would not be pursued. The door at the end of the hall however, opened to reveal two officers accompanied by two Imperial Commandoes, all engaged Kyle with their weapons.
Kyle fired a burst of yellow blasts with his Repeater Rifle and downed them all. He bit his lower lip and ran to the door at the end of the hall. It was locked, and said on the control panel: Moff Rebus' Estate.
Kyle carefully removed the panel and ripped out two of the wires. The door's lock made a click, and Kyle pushed the door open with his hands, entered it, and found Moff Rebus and Xazalia Crashaan laying on the couch with crystal glasses full of golden ale.
Kyle walked in, pulled out his Bryar pistol, and pulled back the stun switch. With one pull of the trigger, the blue rings surrounded the Imperial weapons technicians and they spilled their drinks and fell from the couch, unconscious. Without haste, Kyle smashed the display case that displayed the Rail Detonator and put away the extra ammunition in his pouch.
As if they read his thoughts, several red pauldroned fieldtroopers blew the door open and fired their repeater rifles at Kyle. He rolled the technicians behind the desk that was littered with papers, and took cover as well. Gritting his teeth, Kyle put the Rail Detonator over the desk and squeezed the trigger. Caught unprepared, Kyle flew backwards at the kickback of the weapon and was astonished at the devastating results. Scattered through the room, the dead Imperials had pieces of shrapnel protruding from their plastoid armor.
Kyle didn't have any more time to waste, and then heard the radio in his pouch crackle with a burst of static. He pulled the headset out and put it on his head, "Jan?"
Her voice was soft, but Kyle was used to the sweet voice of Jan Ors, "Kyle? Are you all right? I heard an explosion."
Kyle was carrying Xazalia over his shoulder while he dragged the heavy Rebus behind him. He nodded and said to his mission-officer, "I'm fine. How are you?"
Jan laughed, but then she responded with a hint of despair in her voice, "Now that you mention it, I see a squadron of TIEs coming in, only five kilometers away. Oh, well. They'll ignore me.I hope."
Kyle smiled. He found an elevator and stepped inside the lift, "Are you in the city yet?"
Jan responded, "Sure am. ETA in five minutes."
Kyle laughed, "I guess there's a first for everything. For once, I actually completed a mission before you could get to our rendezvous."
"What are you talking about? Remember on Coruscant, you tangled with Boba Fett himself and finished him off before I could even finish off a squad of TIEs."
Kyle walked out onto the roof, and set down Xazalia on the cool metal, "Speaking of tangling with bounty hunters, I ran into Dengar. I talked my way out of it though, I didn't once fire a shot at him."
Jan didn't respond right away, "Hmmm, I didn't know scoundrels like you could talk your way out of a box." Another pause of discomfort, "Those TIEs are also coming in to close for comfort."
A burst of blaster discharges sounded, and Kyle looked over at a traffic lane with TIE-Fighters firing their green lasers at the Moldy Crow, which had just come into his view. Kyle saw Jan break out of the lane of ships, and fire a few shots to cover her trail, scoring over half of the TIEs. One in particular though, a TIE-X1 Advanced was sticking to her like a Jawa does to a heap of metal. Storming from the TIE-X1 Advanced, a green bolt managed to blow the belly turret off and she was defenseless.
"Bantha fodder!" Jan hissed, "Kyle, I can't shake him!"
"Jan," the woman said, "Our spies on Coruscant have been found. Unfortunately, it is already to late to mount a rescue mission. Before they were executed, they managed to send all the data of their mission and we have just finished decoding it. Right upon picking up Kyle, you will proceed to the following coordinates."
Jan watched the blue numbers scroll up the screen, and nodded, "Our next mission, huh? Sounds pretty important."
Mothma nodded, "I need you and Kyle to get to those coordinates and await briefing form General Crix Madine."
"General already?" Jan said, "It seems like just the other day when Kyle busted Madine out of the Detention Block on Orinakkra."
"You'd better get going now," Mothma said, "Kyle should be finished with his mission soon."
Jan smiled and pushed back her hair, "I guess you don't how Kyle operates. Knowing him, he's probably in the middle of a fire fight in the heart of Rebus's stronghold."
Kyle fired a burst of fire at the pursuing Imperials with the stolen Repeater Rifle he held in his hands. He knew Jan would be here soon, and that he had to get to Rebus before Jan arrived. Just as he went through a doorway into a long hallway, Kyle noticed that the majestic décor was limited only to the grand hall. The corridor he was in was the dull durasteel gray that was common for Imperial bases, computer screens were mounted on counsels lining the walls, and an astromech droid was plugged into one of them, chiming several beeps. Without a hesitation, Kyle shut the door behind him and locked it with the controls. He blasted a single shot into the controls with the repeater rifle to ensure that he would not be pursued. The door at the end of the hall however, opened to reveal two officers accompanied by two Imperial Commandoes, all engaged Kyle with their weapons.
Kyle fired a burst of yellow blasts with his Repeater Rifle and downed them all. He bit his lower lip and ran to the door at the end of the hall. It was locked, and said on the control panel: Moff Rebus' Estate.
Kyle carefully removed the panel and ripped out two of the wires. The door's lock made a click, and Kyle pushed the door open with his hands, entered it, and found Moff Rebus and Xazalia Crashaan laying on the couch with crystal glasses full of golden ale.
Kyle walked in, pulled out his Bryar pistol, and pulled back the stun switch. With one pull of the trigger, the blue rings surrounded the Imperial weapons technicians and they spilled their drinks and fell from the couch, unconscious. Without haste, Kyle smashed the display case that displayed the Rail Detonator and put away the extra ammunition in his pouch.
As if they read his thoughts, several red pauldroned fieldtroopers blew the door open and fired their repeater rifles at Kyle. He rolled the technicians behind the desk that was littered with papers, and took cover as well. Gritting his teeth, Kyle put the Rail Detonator over the desk and squeezed the trigger. Caught unprepared, Kyle flew backwards at the kickback of the weapon and was astonished at the devastating results. Scattered through the room, the dead Imperials had pieces of shrapnel protruding from their plastoid armor.
Kyle didn't have any more time to waste, and then heard the radio in his pouch crackle with a burst of static. He pulled the headset out and put it on his head, "Jan?"
Her voice was soft, but Kyle was used to the sweet voice of Jan Ors, "Kyle? Are you all right? I heard an explosion."
Kyle was carrying Xazalia over his shoulder while he dragged the heavy Rebus behind him. He nodded and said to his mission-officer, "I'm fine. How are you?"
Jan laughed, but then she responded with a hint of despair in her voice, "Now that you mention it, I see a squadron of TIEs coming in, only five kilometers away. Oh, well. They'll ignore me.I hope."
Kyle smiled. He found an elevator and stepped inside the lift, "Are you in the city yet?"
Jan responded, "Sure am. ETA in five minutes."
Kyle laughed, "I guess there's a first for everything. For once, I actually completed a mission before you could get to our rendezvous."
"What are you talking about? Remember on Coruscant, you tangled with Boba Fett himself and finished him off before I could even finish off a squad of TIEs."
Kyle walked out onto the roof, and set down Xazalia on the cool metal, "Speaking of tangling with bounty hunters, I ran into Dengar. I talked my way out of it though, I didn't once fire a shot at him."
Jan didn't respond right away, "Hmmm, I didn't know scoundrels like you could talk your way out of a box." Another pause of discomfort, "Those TIEs are also coming in to close for comfort."
A burst of blaster discharges sounded, and Kyle looked over at a traffic lane with TIE-Fighters firing their green lasers at the Moldy Crow, which had just come into his view. Kyle saw Jan break out of the lane of ships, and fire a few shots to cover her trail, scoring over half of the TIEs. One in particular though, a TIE-X1 Advanced was sticking to her like a Jawa does to a heap of metal. Storming from the TIE-X1 Advanced, a green bolt managed to blow the belly turret off and she was defenseless.
"Bantha fodder!" Jan hissed, "Kyle, I can't shake him!"
