Yavin IV
Ezra smirked as four new figures lit up around the holotable. "Mother, father, Ursa, Fenn. You arrived just on time." Fenn smirked. "Well, we've got to defend a unique warrior." Ezra gives a small nod, his gaze falling upon the Imperial fleet. "We need to evacuate the base. Senator Mothma, can your men do that while we hold the Empire back?" Mon Mothma looks across the holotable. "We can." She replied, her eyes full of understanding.
"Alright, Ursa, Fenn, cover the Rebels while they begin their evacuation, mother, father, we need to distract the Imperial fleet and deploy the anti gravity well systems." Everyone gave a small nod at their orders. Glancing to HK, Ezra sighed. "Prep the fighter for battle quickly. I'll be with you shortly." HK nodded, turning and leaving at once.
Aboard the bridge of The Phoenix. Doom stood still and calm. His eyes observing the Mandalorian fleet moving forward. "Admiral Pellaeon." He said, getting the attention of his admiral. "Deploy The Gallant, The Skyfire and The Intrepid to engage the enemy forces." Pellaeon gave a small nod, his mind racing to figure out what Doom was planning.
So far, everything had gone well for Doom. Pellaeon knew that well. When Doom gave his orders to Konstantine, that's when things started to go downhill. Pellaeon felt a small amount of fear work it's way down his spine. Stopping as it reached the end. And then Konstantine payed with his life and that of his crew.
A waste of resources in his view, one that would have to be fixed.
A single Imperial one class Star Destroyer moved. Two Arquitens class Command Ships moving to support The Gallant. Moving into range, The Gallant opened up. Green turbolaser fire lighting up the hull as the weapon batteries fired. Blue dotting through every now and then as an ion cannon fired.
Moving to intercept, the Keldabe class battlecruiser, The Vizsla, moved to engage. It's heavy turbolasers and ion cannons opening up upon The Gallant. Two mass driver missile launchers soon followed suit, ten missiles launching from each.
The missiles bypassed the Star Destroyer's shielding, sending several weapon emplacements aflame. The two Arquitens class Command Ships losing power as The Vizsla leeched their energy, powering their own weapon systems.
Doom watched with mild interest. His mind finding them so fascinating. "Admiral Pellaeon, what do you make of this weaponry?" Pellaeon bit his lower lip as one of The Gallant's engines went up in flames. "Well, it lives up to Mandalorian legend sir." Doom placed a his left hand upon his chin, stroking as he analysed the weapons. "Intriguing, we'll have to deal with those before we can handle the Rebel fleet." Doom said, his voice showing no fear or defeat. Pellaeon nodded in agreement.
Ezra started walking towards his Kom'rk fighter, a hand stopping him before he could up the ramp. Spinning round, Ezra's blue eyes locked with Sabine's brown. "Ezra, I can't let you fly alone." Ezra closed his eyes as he embraced Sabine in a hug. Speaking into her ear. "I have HK 47 with me, I'll be fine." Sabine closed her eyes. Returning the hug. "But he's also a droid."
Ezra broke of the hug, his eyes locked into a deep stare with Sabine's. "I know, It's just that, I need you here, to help with the evacuation." Sabine continued to gaze into Ezra's eyes. "Ezra, I just spent 18 years believing you were dead. I can not go on for the rest of my life if you die. I'm coming with you, and that's final." Ezra sighed. "No point in arguing with you." The two shared a quick kiss before walking up the ramp.
Starting the launch cycle, Ezra took to the sky. Easing the fighter as he flew onwards, keeping his eyes focused ahead of him. "Ok, Sabine, I need you to study the fleet, find someone for us to us to come round and attach these gravity well jammers to those interdictors." Sabine nodded, her eyes glancing back to the devices that Ezra identified. "Where did you get those?" Ezra smirked. "A race called the Rutharians created them, turns out, my family has a bit of a history with them."
Sabine chuckled, her gaze falling to the scanner. Her eyes looking at the formation. "There, that's where The Gallant was stationed before heading out." Ezra gave a slight nod, quickly turning the Kom'rk towards the gap. A squadron of Kom'rk fighters lining up behind him.
"We've got your back sir" Ezra smiled, his eyes focused on the gap. "Follow me, and try to keep up." Sabine chuckled as Ezra accelerated forwards. Speeding on by the Imperial fleet.
Mira Bridger stood, her eyes watching the battle before them. She stood aboard her and her husbands flagship, The Shan. Watching the Imperial fleet. "All batteries, open fire." Mira watched, her orange beskar'gam glowing brightly. Her husband, Ephraim Bridger stood close by, his orange and red beskar'gam shining alongside hers.
Their Nite Owls were made up of several lines. One went along horizontally across the head of the helmet, another coming down vertically, making a T shape. Two lines extended from either side of the vertical line, angled up till they met the end point of the horizontal line. A gap between them.
Upon their shoulders, was the symbol of Clan Bridger. A beast like dragon. Dark green in colour. Mira smiled as they took down a Victory two Star Destroyer.
Doom stood, watching as a single Keldabe class Battlecruiser took down The Dominator. "All ships, status report." Doom listened as each ship listed in their status. "Interdictors, status?" Doom heard static. "Admiral Pellaeon, what is going on back there?" Pellaeon bit his lower lip. "Get a fighter to investigate at once." The captain nodded.
Ezra flew back, His mind racing to figure out what to do next. "Sabine, get into contact with the Rebellion, I need to know if they're done with the evacuation." Sabine gave a small nod.
Mira stood, watching the battle. The Rebel fleet was already pulling away, flying back to where they had jumped in. Looking out, Mira sighed. "Ephraim, the fleet won't make it out unless someone draws the Empire's attention away." Ephraim nodded. Already understanding what his wife was implying.
Ezra flew back, the rest of the Mandalorian and Rebel forces retreating. Glancing out, Ezra's heart dropped as he saw The Shan fail to retreat. "Mum, dad, what are you doing?" Ezra yelled into the comm.
"Ezra, dear. No one will leave if someone doesn't draw the Empire's attention away. We'll hold them off. Go while you still can." Ezra watched as The Shan moved in towards the Imperial fleet. It's weapons firing as the fleet opens up.
Ezra feels a tear fall down his face as the ship starts to break apart, explosions going off. Closing his eyes, he jumps to hyperspace. Feeling his parents join the force.
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The weapon systems of a Keldabe class Battlecruiser are unique, and arcuate.
Beskar'gam means armour.
Ezra's parents are alive, but sacrifice themselves to hold of the imperial forces.
The Rutharians are a race I created alongside the Yul. They get a namedrop here, and may get some background revealed along the way.
Imperial losses for this battle:
Admiral Konstantine-The Relentless-killed by The Phoenix
Captain Var-The Gallant-killed by The Vizsla
Captain Sor-The Skyfire-killed by The Vizsla
Captain Gul-The Intrepid-killed by the Vizsla
Captain Rae-The Dominator-Killed by The Shan
Rebel/Mandalorian losses:
Mira Bridger -The Shan-killed by the 4th Fleet
Ephraim Bridger-The Shane-killed by the 4th Fleet