Chapter 2: Transportation
Zeno, Kyle, and Dur walked into the hanger of the Jedi Temple. Kyle had said that they would need a ship that was preferably non-Jedi or New Republic. So Zeno put in a call to one of his old friends that he had made when he was still an apprentice. As they walked through the hanger, with all of the different assortments of crafts, they stopped in front of an YT 3500 Corellian cruiser. The design was very similar to that of the YT 2400, except the frame was larger. There was man standing in front of it, cleaning the gears. He was a fairly tall, well well built man, with a dark brown hair, and he was wearing a leather jacket.
"Travik! Travik, man it's been way too long." Zeno said. The man turned around, revealing a clean-shaven face, though not so clean from working on his ship, and piercing blue eyes.
"Zeno! Damn, it has been way too long. Look at you! A full-fledged Jedi! And I though you were having delusions of grandeur." Travik said. Both men smiled, and gave a friendly hug. Zeno turned to Kyle and Dur.
"Travik, this is Kyle Katarn, Jedi master, and member of the Jedi council. And this is Dur Fisto, fellow Jedi knight." Zeno gave the introductions as Travik shook their hands.
"I believe I met Travik a while back." Dur said. "Yes, we were on a training mission, and we met him. That's right." Dur finished, looking with his alien black eyes. Zeno rubbed his chin, trying to remember.
"Oh yeah." Travik and Zeno said together. They all laughed. As the men talked, a slender, seemingly delicate woman walked down the open ramp of the ship.
"Travik, what are you doing?" She said, in an irritated tone. Travik turned, and then shook his head. "Well, jeez, I'm just talking to some old friends! And plus, why do you thing we're here?" Travik said. He turned back to the Jedi, and smiled. "Well gentlemen, let me introduce you to my," he paused and turned around, and the women, came around, revealing her beautiful face, and also piercing blue eyes. " Sister, Leye" Travik finished. Zeno, raised his eyebrow, and Kyle and Dur simply stood there. "Hiya fella's." Leye said, extending her hand. Zeno grabbed it, and as they shook hands, Leye smiled. Then she firmly retracted her hand back. "So, what is it you needed us to do, I mean, surely you could have used one of these many ships." Leye said. Travik nodded. "Yeah, I suppose we could, but we need to be kind of secret, and using a ship that belongs to the Jedi isn't that secret." Zeno said. Leye and Travik nodded, and both agreed. "Well, if you wanted a good ship, and some good pilots, then you've definitely come to the right people." Travik said. Zeno laughed. "And this here, is the right ship." Travik continued, gesturing towards his ship. "The Twin's Gambit is her name." Travik said. "And she's definitely the best ship in this hanger." Travik said with a laugh. Zeno nodded with a smug grin. "Well I suppose we better get going. We'll explain the mission on the way." Kyle said, ending the conversation.
-Meanwhile, in orbit above Sulon-
Admiral Konig stepped out of the Turbo lift, the door hissing shut behind him. Konig was a hardy veteran of many of the battles during the Galactic civil war. His Star Destroyer, Valiant I, had been in service since before the Death Star had been constructed, back when Konig was just a captain. As Konig strode onto his bridge, he noticed three things. The first was that his crew was relaxed, and they were at ease when He was present. Konig smiled at that thought. The second thing he noticed, that ever since the fall of the empire, those who served under him, not just on his ship, but in his fleet, worked harder and more efficiently then they had when then Empire was in power. Konig reasoned that because instead of just following orders, and doing what they were told, they now had a reason to fight. They had to restore the glory of the Empire, and destroy the Rebel scum. The other thing Konig noticed, was that even though he was on the bridge, they seemed unusually tense. Konig's first officer, Captain Pelgo, saluted him. Pelgo was a young, newly appointed Captain, brash and eager, always ready to please. Pelgo was certainly not the greatest looking man either; Konig's crew often compared him to a womprat. "Admiral, sir, there is a message from Warlord Baaz." Pelgo said, without flinching. Konig could hear the nervousness in his voice though. "Very well, I will take it in my quarters." Konig said. Konig walked around the bridge, into the hallway that leads to his quarters. When he got there, as he activated the holotransmitter, Warlord Baaz did not look pleased. There was also another figure standing beside Baaz. "Admiral Konig, you know I do not appreciate being made to wait." Baaz said angrily. Konig shuddered in his mind, though made no outward expression of fear. "Yes Warlord, I know, and I apologize. What is it you require of me?" Konig said. The Warlord smiled, and gestured towards the man to his right. The man wore a cloak with a hood, so he could not see the man's face. "This is Lord Rackeel, Dark Lord of the sith. He is currently overseeing the training process of our Shadow troopers. We need you to pack up and leave. Head to this coordinates. I will transmit them now." Baaz said, reaching down to activate his consol. Konig looked at his computer screen, and saw the coordinates. Konig raised his eyebrow. "Sir, this is Korriban. What do we need there?" Konig asked, with great curiosity. Both the Warlord, and Lord Rackeel smiled. The Warlord stood up before he spoke. "You do not yet need to know that information, all I can tell you at this point, is that you need to arrive there, within five standard days." Baaz said. "Very well, I will you see you then, Admiral Konig. Do not fail us." With that, the hologram faded, and Konig was left with a chilling sensation.
Zeno, Kyle, and Dur walked into the hanger of the Jedi Temple. Kyle had said that they would need a ship that was preferably non-Jedi or New Republic. So Zeno put in a call to one of his old friends that he had made when he was still an apprentice. As they walked through the hanger, with all of the different assortments of crafts, they stopped in front of an YT 3500 Corellian cruiser. The design was very similar to that of the YT 2400, except the frame was larger. There was man standing in front of it, cleaning the gears. He was a fairly tall, well well built man, with a dark brown hair, and he was wearing a leather jacket.
"Travik! Travik, man it's been way too long." Zeno said. The man turned around, revealing a clean-shaven face, though not so clean from working on his ship, and piercing blue eyes.
"Zeno! Damn, it has been way too long. Look at you! A full-fledged Jedi! And I though you were having delusions of grandeur." Travik said. Both men smiled, and gave a friendly hug. Zeno turned to Kyle and Dur.
"Travik, this is Kyle Katarn, Jedi master, and member of the Jedi council. And this is Dur Fisto, fellow Jedi knight." Zeno gave the introductions as Travik shook their hands.
"I believe I met Travik a while back." Dur said. "Yes, we were on a training mission, and we met him. That's right." Dur finished, looking with his alien black eyes. Zeno rubbed his chin, trying to remember.
"Oh yeah." Travik and Zeno said together. They all laughed. As the men talked, a slender, seemingly delicate woman walked down the open ramp of the ship.
"Travik, what are you doing?" She said, in an irritated tone. Travik turned, and then shook his head. "Well, jeez, I'm just talking to some old friends! And plus, why do you thing we're here?" Travik said. He turned back to the Jedi, and smiled. "Well gentlemen, let me introduce you to my," he paused and turned around, and the women, came around, revealing her beautiful face, and also piercing blue eyes. " Sister, Leye" Travik finished. Zeno, raised his eyebrow, and Kyle and Dur simply stood there. "Hiya fella's." Leye said, extending her hand. Zeno grabbed it, and as they shook hands, Leye smiled. Then she firmly retracted her hand back. "So, what is it you needed us to do, I mean, surely you could have used one of these many ships." Leye said. Travik nodded. "Yeah, I suppose we could, but we need to be kind of secret, and using a ship that belongs to the Jedi isn't that secret." Zeno said. Leye and Travik nodded, and both agreed. "Well, if you wanted a good ship, and some good pilots, then you've definitely come to the right people." Travik said. Zeno laughed. "And this here, is the right ship." Travik continued, gesturing towards his ship. "The Twin's Gambit is her name." Travik said. "And she's definitely the best ship in this hanger." Travik said with a laugh. Zeno nodded with a smug grin. "Well I suppose we better get going. We'll explain the mission on the way." Kyle said, ending the conversation.
-Meanwhile, in orbit above Sulon-
Admiral Konig stepped out of the Turbo lift, the door hissing shut behind him. Konig was a hardy veteran of many of the battles during the Galactic civil war. His Star Destroyer, Valiant I, had been in service since before the Death Star had been constructed, back when Konig was just a captain. As Konig strode onto his bridge, he noticed three things. The first was that his crew was relaxed, and they were at ease when He was present. Konig smiled at that thought. The second thing he noticed, that ever since the fall of the empire, those who served under him, not just on his ship, but in his fleet, worked harder and more efficiently then they had when then Empire was in power. Konig reasoned that because instead of just following orders, and doing what they were told, they now had a reason to fight. They had to restore the glory of the Empire, and destroy the Rebel scum. The other thing Konig noticed, was that even though he was on the bridge, they seemed unusually tense. Konig's first officer, Captain Pelgo, saluted him. Pelgo was a young, newly appointed Captain, brash and eager, always ready to please. Pelgo was certainly not the greatest looking man either; Konig's crew often compared him to a womprat. "Admiral, sir, there is a message from Warlord Baaz." Pelgo said, without flinching. Konig could hear the nervousness in his voice though. "Very well, I will take it in my quarters." Konig said. Konig walked around the bridge, into the hallway that leads to his quarters. When he got there, as he activated the holotransmitter, Warlord Baaz did not look pleased. There was also another figure standing beside Baaz. "Admiral Konig, you know I do not appreciate being made to wait." Baaz said angrily. Konig shuddered in his mind, though made no outward expression of fear. "Yes Warlord, I know, and I apologize. What is it you require of me?" Konig said. The Warlord smiled, and gestured towards the man to his right. The man wore a cloak with a hood, so he could not see the man's face. "This is Lord Rackeel, Dark Lord of the sith. He is currently overseeing the training process of our Shadow troopers. We need you to pack up and leave. Head to this coordinates. I will transmit them now." Baaz said, reaching down to activate his consol. Konig looked at his computer screen, and saw the coordinates. Konig raised his eyebrow. "Sir, this is Korriban. What do we need there?" Konig asked, with great curiosity. Both the Warlord, and Lord Rackeel smiled. The Warlord stood up before he spoke. "You do not yet need to know that information, all I can tell you at this point, is that you need to arrive there, within five standard days." Baaz said. "Very well, I will you see you then, Admiral Konig. Do not fail us." With that, the hologram faded, and Konig was left with a chilling sensation.