Disclaimer: Yay! I got sick of studying for endless mind-numbing midterms! So after a few hours of playing Ragnarok I decided to do another chapter of my story! Anyway, like always, I don't own any of the characters I stole from anywhere else. This is actually a shrinking number, as I keep making up new chars and I haven't stolen any new ones in awhile now. Who knows, if this goes on long enough, they might ALL be original characters!
Draco dropped back into realspace only a few million miles from the asteroid hideout. Astronomically, that was pretty close. Cryos was surprised Draco would have chosen to be helpful. At least, he was until the lizard cried out "What the crap!? I stopped too soon!"
"Well since it's convenient, could you let me out if you're gonna go zipping off somewhere?"
"Naw… I'll just go there…" Draco seemed really disappointed. "I was gonna zip through the edge of that star and give you a tan. But it's all ruined now."
"Just as well." Cryos said. "We don't exactly have a lot of time."
Draco flew to the asteroid slowly, but faster than Cryos could have gotten there on his own, so it worked out. In the landing bay, Kentra walked up and demanded. "Where did you go?"
"Some things I had to take care of. We have a new ally for this battle."
"Well he'd better be there. Here's the plan so far: You, me, Draco, Pahrac and some of the Jedi lead an armed strike force down to Courosuant's surface. They mix things up with the army while you and I go after Yamna."
Cryos thought it over. "I think the Jedi would do better in space. It won't do any good to stop her if her army is able to escape and continue fighting."
"Who's this new ally of yours? Do you trust him? And do you think that he could work with the Jedi to stop them from escaping?" Kentra asked.
"He's not exactly new, we've known him for a long time. As for trust, well, of all the bounty hunters I've ever met, Fett's easily the most trustworthy."
Kentra gasped. "You hired Boba Fett!? What's wrong with you? He works for her!"
"No, he works for whoever pays him the most. Which is currently me. And if Skywalker's Jedi can keep up with him I think they'll be able to effectively trap that entire military on-world."
She glared, but finally nodded. "Fine, we're heading out now, let's go."
Cryos asked. "Is everyone piling in that giant super-freighter outside?" He had seen it on the way in.
"The first strike force is." She answered. "It's completely hollowed out, nothing but a shell and engines. We're going to use it to get in past the first few lines of security. Then once we blast out and the enemy ships move in close enough to the planet that they can't hyperjump out the rest of our ships will move in."
Even as they spoke the docking bay was a buzz of activity. Kentra lead him to a shuttle heading over to the freighter. The inside of the freighter was nothing but empty space and ships packed as closely together as possible.
Cryos relaxed in the passenger seat of the shuttle Kentra was piloting.
Before long the hollowed freighter's ancient hyperdrive began rattling to life.
Pahrac and Traitin sat in the seats behind him, giving each other strange looks. Pahrac was suspicious of everyone and Traitin was still wierded out by aliens.
Mazzark and Draco were also staring each other down. Cryos reflected that the two tiny aliens were almost complete opposites. Mazzark followed directions without question, never back talked (not that he can, Cryos thought, he can't talk at all), and always got his assigned job done. Draco, on the other hand, was a loud-mouthed squawk-box who, on a good day, was almost as dangerous to his opponents as he was to his friends.
"Mazzark hit me!" Draco cried out, snapping Cryos from his thoughts.
"Either of you two knock it off, or we'll turn this ship around!" He scolded Draco.
"We won't actually scrap the mission over their argument, will we?" Traitin asked in surprise.
"Fool…" Pahrac said in his double-voice, causing Traitin to cringe.
"Sorry, I'm new to this." Traitin said.
"Are you sure it's a good idea to bring him along?" Kentra asked Cryos. "He hasn't gotten a lot of training yet."
"Neither had you when you faced off against The One. But you did pretty well." Cryos retorted.
"I've had a lot of time to train in the last ten years." She winked at him. "We'll have to have a 'private' sparring match later."
"EWWW!!! They're gonna KISS!!!" Draco screamed, earning him a smack from Cryos.
Mazzark blinked a message to Cryos.
"I don't know how long it's going to take to get there." He answered.
The tiny Lalz blinked again.
"Yes, he's getting on my nerves too."
"We'll be there soon," Kentra announced. "This hyperdrive is so bad we moved our base close to Courosant."
"Good." Pahrac said. "The stink of fear coming off Traitin is making me sick."
"I can't help it!" He cried. "I've never saved a galaxy before!"
"Try not to think about the almost certain death that awaits us." Pahrac suggested. "Or the fact that if we fail untold trillions of sentient beings will die as a direct result of our actions."
"Thanks… You're a huge help…" Traitin muttered.
"I wasn't helping, I was trying to scare you more." Pahrac said in confusion.
"Pahrac still doesn't fully grasp the concept of sarcasm." Kentra whispered to Cryos.
"So I see…"
"We're coming up on reentry to normal space." Kentra announced. "In five, four, three, two, one."
The ship lurched as they dropped out of hyperspace. Almost instantly, alarm sirens started going off.
"We're under attack!" Draco screamed.
Kentra checked the control panel. "No, the hyperdrive just blew out. It's ok though, we don't need it anymore." The ship shook again. "Ok, NOW we're under attack!" Kentra grabbed a microphone on the control panel and shouted. "All ships: our situation is compromised! Proceed directly to the next phase of the plan! We'll have to fight our way in!"
She slapped a large button and the biggest shock yet shook the massive freighter.
"The freighter's open! Everybody out!"
The small ships swarmed out of the giant freighter's shell.
"How were we detected?" Pahrac asked.
"I don't know," Kentra answered, "but it's not important now."
"I suspect a traitor…" Pahrac glared at Traitin.
"I've only been in this Universe for a couple hours and I haven't left your sight the whole time! How could I have done anything!?"
"Exactly what a traitor would say…"
"Guys, I think we have a bigger problem right now." Cryos said, looking out at the planet ahead.
"What else could possibly go wrong!?" Kentra demanded.
"Well I've been out of the loop for awhile, but last I was here, Courosant had three moons, now it has four."
Traitin looked out the viewport. "It's made of metal!" He announced. "That's no moon! It's a space station!"
Everyone aboard gave him a dirty look.
"Well somebody had to say it…" Draco muttered.