Chapter 4
TIE Attack over SM-344
Mark and Oom flew the ship out of hyperspace. Just as they left a huge looking ship jumped into hyperspace. 20 TIE fighters flew towards the Hawkeye. They all began opening fire on the ship. Mark dodged all of the shots. Oom shot the wing off of one and blasted the cockpit of another one. "Look out!" shouted Oom.
"Why?" Mark answered then he looked up "Oh crap."
Just then the wingless fighter flew towards the Hawkeye. Mark flew down and ducked out of the way, just then it exploded. "Make sure you finish the job, Oom. They still can fly before the ship explodes." Mark said.
"Oh yeah…" replied Oom.
Just then Mark pushed a button on the front control console. Just then the view on Oom's screen changed. The turrets on the wingtips now faced backwards. "Fire at the TIE's if they follow us." Said mark.
They began their decent over SM-344. Just as they entered the atmosphere, more and more TIE's began to follow them. Oom kept blasting them, but they just kept coming. Soon there were over 50 fighters following them. As if it were bad enough, the Hawkeye was heading straight for a front. The rain was pelting the windshield of the ship.
Oom kept firing at the fighters but they just kept following them. Suddenly they all in unison began to fire a barrage of lasers at them. Almost none of them connected. One hit the side of the ship. Oom kept firing at them. Just when he thought that they had won, a laser came out of nowhere and struck the engine.
The Hawkeye fell from the sky.
In a last ditch effort, Oom fired a blind shot into the clouds. An explosion told him that he had destroyed them all. Mark was gripping the controls so tightly you would think that they would break. As if it were perfect timing, he regained control of the ship. It was quickly losing altitude. To make matters worse, the ship was over an ocean. Oom kept thinking we're going to die, we're going to die! Oom closed his eyes. Just then the ship caught a thermal and was lifted into the air a little higher.
Just then land was spotted. "I may sound crazy, but we have to speed up." Mark shouted. The stress on the side that was shot was causing some metal fatigue.
"WHAT!" yelled Oom. "You're crazy! We'll never make it!"
"I know." Mark pulled down on the controls and tilted the nose up. Then he began to speed up. There was a huge hole where the ship was shot. The piece of metal started to flap around causing an awful ruckus. "Oom, pull the piece of metal inside." Obediently, Oom did what he was told. The noise stopped. Just then land became really close. "This is going to get really bumpy." Said Mark to himself.
Just then they hit land. I mean hit. The ship bounced and flew up into the air then it made one last bounce and crashed. Mark helped Oom out of the ship. "Damn. The ship is toast."
Oom said "My village is nearby, maybe they can help."
As they kept walking they noticed that the ground was getting more burnt. Soon, there were even some dead bodies on the ground. Mark could feel Oom's stress growing more powerful. Suddenly Oom stopped. Mark looked up there the metal sign that had the village's name hung on its side. The bodies grew thicker. The creaking of the metal sign was beginning to drive Oom insane. Suddenly he started running. Mark followed Oom, calling to him. Oom found a certain building. Quickly he ran inside the building. The building was creaking in the same way as the sign. Mark followed Oom into the building. There he saw Oom weeping. Mark asked "Why did you come here?"
Oom looked up, he stared at the wall. The anger was welling up in his veins. "Oom. Oom. Oom!" Suddenly he felt a blow to his head. He rubbed the area. "What was that for?" He asked.
"Why are we here?"
"I wanted to see if my family was still alive."
Mark tilted his head to the side, in question.
"But the empire came. They killed all of them. They had no mercy. No feelings. They murdered them all. This city, no, this planet, is a dead zone. There is no life here. We are the only ones left. Soon the carrion feeders will arrive. What do we need to get out of here?"
Mark began to feel his pain. "All we need is a blowtorch. We could have left earlier but the compartment where it was stored on my ship was blown off."
Oom went into the other room. In a minute he was carrying a torch. The anger was still in his eyes. "Let's go back to my ship."
They returned to the Hawkeye. Mark ejected the power cell and placed the spare in its place. He began to talk to Oom while he worked "The power cell is what keeps the ship in the air. I can still fly without it, but the fuel gets drained like mad."
He then began placing the pieces of scrap metal over the hole in the side. "That will give us a temporary fix. It keeps the vaccum of space out and the air in. Just to be safe…" Mark lifted the ship using the force and set it down flat on the ground. He opened the cockpit and pulled open a floor compartment. Inside were two spacesuits. Both he and Oom put them on.
The ship instantly picked up, and in seconds they were away. Oom asked "So are we going to go after Eur?"
Mark looked back at him. "No, for a few reasons. One, this ship could not stand another TIE attack so we're going to the lenico belt.
"Why the lenico belt?"
"A bunch of mercenaries, like me, took over the cairn station and some of us, like me call it home."
"But why are we going there?"
"I've got a friend, a really hot friend. She can fix this ship to perfect and better condition in no time."
"Oh, so you're going to visit your girfreind?"
"Yes."
"Wait, isint that against the order?"
"Order? Hah! I reallt dont give a crap! I have a life too!"
"Jeez. I didn't mean to offend you."
"Its no problem. And the second reason is that you are too close to the dark side. Taking on Eur would plunge you into it."
"Oh, I never thought of that."
"And the third reason is that I don't know where he is…" His voice trailed off.
"Well lets head to cairn!" Oom said!
Mark pushed up on the lever and jumped to hyperspace.
Authors notes:
If you played Jedi Outcast you would know where they are going.
And the text where he says he dosent know where he is, should have been smaller as the sentence went on.