Chapter Two – On to Plan B.  What's Plan B?

Calmly, General Garm bel Iblis ordered the Wild Knights into battle. From her terminals, Tyria looked up. That was the squadron that Adra was with. Tapping a few keys on her terminal, she switched the view of one of her monitors to a tactical screen. Her brown-gray eyes followed the blip labeled Wild Knights Two. That was Adra. Silently, she cheered each time Adra vaped an enemy. Then her eyes narrowed. About two squadrons of eyeballs were closing in on Adra and Nicola. The Imps must have cracked into that transponder code she had used though she had no clue how. She turned off her monitors and raced towards the launching bay.

Powering up her X-wing, she did a quick weapons system check and left the launching bay.

"Wraith Three, what the Sith are you doing?"

Tyria turned on her comm unit and replied grimly, "I'm saving my friend, General, that's what."

"Lieutenant, you could get a court martial for this!"

"Yeah, well unless I help Adra, you'll be working with a half strength hacker team." Cutting off the General's protests, by slamming the comm unit off, she turned back towards that battle. Adra had taken out 6 of the enemy by now and Nicola was being taken farther away by the enemy she was facing.

Zooming in, her lasers screaming, she cleared a path towards Adra. Turning her comm unit on, she yelled into it, "Adra, get the Sith out of here!"

"Circuitry Girl? What the Vong are you doing out here? You don't have a transponder code on your X-wing! Daala will have you in minutes!"

"Well unless you get out of here, she'll have both of us!" Tyria glanced at her tactical boards. They were too close to the Gorgon, Daala's flagship, for her comfort. "Adra! Get out of there! We're in range of the Gorgon's tractor beams!" But her warning came too late. One of the Gorgon's 10 tractor beams reached out and caught the x-wing in its grasp.

"Sorry Tyria, I think it's a bit late for that," Adra replied, her tone grim.

Tyria began to think, racking her brain for ideas. Wait a second, the battle back at Bothawui. "Adra, you were back at Bothawui a few years ago right?"

"Yeah, but I don't know- oh a TB twist?" Adra asked.

"Exactly, I just hope we've got that cloaker fixed if this doesn't work."

"Well at the risk of not sounding like a Jedi, good luck."

Tyria merely double clicked her comm in acknowledgement. The whole idea behind a TB twist was for several small ships to "ram" the tractor beam at full speed which would hopefully causing the beam to momentarily break off, allowing trapped ship to escape before the beam reformed.

Gritting her teeth, she shoved the speed lever all the way up and sped towards the invisible beam. Ramming it full on, she grinned slightly, the beam disparated momentarily and then snapped back into place. Except one problem, Adra was no longer there. Adra let out a whoop of glee that was abruptly cut off as it took the Gorgon exactly 2.3 seconds to reconnect the beam. Tyria groaned inwardly. This was bad, very bad.

"On to Plan B. What is plan B?" Adra's voice came dryly over the comm unit.

"Plan B involves me having no idea what to do,"

"Wonderful. Uh-oh, they're drawing me in," her voice cut off abruptly as an ion beam hit the x-wing. A low power turboblast hit the starfighter, damaging it severely. Having no choice, Adra went EV and another blast completely destroyed the x-wing.

Tyria cursed silently, saying several phrases she had learned from Kell and that were never used in polite company. She reached out with a gloved hand to flip open a hidden panel. She paused for a nanosecond before pushing the first button, instantly, the world became black. Great, she'd have to fly blind, with only her sensors to help guide her. This was one of the few times she wished she had been a Jedi. Taking a deep breath, she slowly started to guide the X-wing into the Star Destroyer. A quick glance at her sensor scan revealed that she was entering into the SD now,

And then the world came back into clarity. "Oh Sith," Tyria murmured. The cloaking device had shorted. Wonderful. Setting her x-wing down, she reached towards her feet and released the hidden door that opened up underneath the x-wing's belly. IF her luck held, she would be able to sneak out while they were watching the top hatch and help Adra.

Leaving her helmet behind, she double checked the power level on her blaster and dropped out of the x-wing, her blaster held ready to fire. Luckily, no one saw her.

Finding a computer terminal right outside the docking bay, she plugged her datapad in and began to access the Imperial network. Okay, they were taking Adra to level 3, detention block DL-773. She might be able to intercept them if she moved quickly, and moved now.

She hurried through the corridors, not running into many stormtroopers as they were all in the docking bay. Approximently 2 minutes after starting, Tyria found them, Adra; a cocky smile on her face and making sarcastic remarks, the Imperial officer's expression annoyed yet the Lieutenant kept silent. Her eyes dropped to Adra's hands, they were locked in stuncuffs in front of her, or so it appeared to the casual observer. They were actually on quiet loose Her eyes then went to Adra's boots, if she had done what any Wrath would've...There! The slightly telltale bulge in her boots. At least Adra was armed.

Waiting till they had passed, Tyria set the blaster to stun and aimed, hitting the officer and dropping him. In mere nanoseconds, Adra's stuncuffs were fully off and her lightsaber in hand. Two quick slashes and another stun bolt later left the stormtroopers with them either dead or stunned. Shutting down the green blade, Adra smiled at Tyria.

"Thanks, I never thought I'd be so glad to see a fellow Wraith!"

"Even Face?" Tyria asked teasingly. "Alright, let's get out of this death pit,"

Adra nodded and they started to jog towards the landing bay, they had almost made it when several blaster bolts flew towards them from behind. Adra dragged Tyria out of the way behind a beam support. Tyria shoved the energy level back up to kill and began to fire back, Adra and her lightsaber blocking the enemy's fire.

Shooting the last stormtrooper, Tyria pulled Adra back. Reaching into her flightsuit pocket, she pulled out a datapad.

"Here, this is all the information I could get from up here. Take it and make a run for my X-wing. I'll distract them and then steal a TIE."

Adra shook her head. "No Tyria, I'm not leaving without you. You almost got yourself killed to help me and I'm not going to let Daala get us."

"Yeah well, Face can thank me later," Tyria grumbled. Annoyed, she gave Adra a small push towards her x-wing. "Just get the Sith outta here, Adra!" Not waiting for a response, Tyria darted off the other way, towards a group of stormtroopers.

Sighing, Adra darted towards her friend's x-wing, killing the few stormtroopers guarding it. She turned back once to see Tyria shooting a dozen stormies. Smiling to herself, Adra started to power up the systems as Tyria darted towards the TIE fighters.

She didn't go for one of the eyeballs or squints, but one of the heavily guarded brights. As she left the docking bay, Adra turned back one, just in time to see a stun bolt hit Tyria. She almost turned back except for the thought that hit her, "Go."

Feeling like a complete murder, Adra set a jump for Coruscant and made the jump to lightspeed, hoping that she had not just abandoned her friend to death.

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Admiral Daala smiled as she walked over to the prone form of Tyria Tainer. Gesturing sharply to two of the stormtroopers, she said, "Take her to detention block DL-773. And make sure she's unarmed,"

The two troopers nodded curtly and half dragged, half carried her off. Now, Daala thought, for her revenge.