The 4th Chapter is here! And I still don't own any Star Wars characters! I only own Darth Rakraf! YAY!
'Move quickly and Without Haste, Show no Mercy" Those were his orders. Darth Rakraf remembered his master's smile as he swore his allegiance to him. "I sense great power in you" his Master had said. Now he was leading the second largest attack on the Jedi in over 2000 years.
The large cliff of ice had been blown to smithereens and the Clones now trudged over it. Only a few more minutes and they would begin their long range attacks, even with one of the cannons out of commission.
Commander Walker loved to be comfortable. He sat in a large cushiony chair, over looking the entire battle through scout droids, and communicating strategies to his captains and Generals with com-links. Walker loved the comfort of his office, it was too bad that he would have to leave it in a few hours; so he tried to make the best of it now. He was a decent shot and fought in many battles, he was a bit of a coward, but he would always stand his ground. He was a firm believer in democracy and could always take or give a joke. "Jolly old Commander Walker," that's what his soldiers called him, with his mustache and his hardy laugh.
Commander Walker sipped his coffee happily, not knowing that, about 2 miles behind him, was his worst nightmare.
"Fire" Darth Rakraf said to the ARC Trooper driving the massive AT-TE walker. "Yes sir," the Clone said. Blue plasma gathered at the end of the turret of the metallic beast, the gunner aimed with the precision he had been trained with, and fired. The ball of 3000 degree plasma streaked through the air, melting its way through the falling snow flakes toward its target.
"EEEEE!" Commander Walker yelped as his coffee spilled on his pants. A great rumbling had overtaken the building like a giant shiver. One of the view screens on Walkers desk blinked on, "Commander! The South tower has been completely demolished!" said one of the generals over the com. "The east tower has been completely demolished!" the general stated.
"How many dead?" Commander Walker asked, striating himself up.
"All of them, every one, and the entire tower just crumbled to the ground!" The general said shakily.
"Where did they fire from?" Walker asked.
"We can't find the exact location, but it we know they are on the lake" the general said.
"But I sent Jar Quall down there to stop that ambush?" Commander Walker said concerned. Never before had a Jedi failed to carry out an order in his army.
"One of his men just came sir, hold on a second" the general stated.
There was silence over the com for at least two minutes, which gave Commander Walker some time to think. How could only a few battalions of Clones stop his special task force? Especially when they had a Jedi Knight commanding them.
"Sir," the general's voice brought Commander Walker back to attention.
"So what's his report?" Walker asked hurriedly.
"He's delusional sir, muttering something about red lightning, he says the men were grappling down the ice cliff in a retreat. Then it was blown to smithereens, the ones that made it to the ground were picked off by snipers, but he says a few of them tried to fight and had there souls drained by red lightning. Delusional sir, I tell ya." The general stated.
"Maybe, but bring him up here and I'll talk to him," said Commander Walker.
"Yes sir"
"And send as many men as you can to the beach" Walker finished.
700 yards, that's how far the snow covered beach was. If Rakraf could take the beach, he would be able to make their way up the cliff to the Research Facility. Rakraf was not going to destroy it, no, it held to much information to destroy. There was also the presence of Jedi. He could not simply pass up an opportunity to get acquainted with the locals.
The mighty AT-TE moved with a kind of grace, the snow covering its massive bulk head and chilling its wirers and cables that were like the veins running through a massive bulldog. The gunner held bio-vision goggles to his helmet, seeing past the snowy curtain and onto the beach.
"Their setting up a blockade!" he said to pilot over his com.
"Understood" the pilot replied.
"Sir, they've set up a defense" the pilot turned to two cloaked figures.
"Shields?" the two figures said in unison.
"Yes, three of them, covering the whole beach" the Clone pilot said.
"Then I believe we are in need of some…..reinforcements" they said.
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