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doreenthatshot: Basically the battle over Coruscant is the end. And it seems to be taking up like five chapters, plus another thing I have planned, lets just see we're going to see a few people kick ass. Even Leia.
Chapter 19: Endgame, Part 1
"What the hell is going on?" Piett cried alarmed, to no one in particular. He glanced at the black super star destroyer again. Just where did that come from? It had been his belief the Executor was the only one of its class. Apparently he needed revision on that assessment.
"Not sure sir." An officer replied.
"Then get Emperor Vader on the comm immediately!"
"Yes sir!"
Piett turned around to face the transparent image of the black suited Vader as it materialized out of light particles on the bridge. Vader seemed in a boring mood, his voice showed it.
"Yes Admiral, what is it?" He asked with no interest.
"Milord I am sorry to disturb you, did you sanction the arrival of about thirty Imperial class star destroyers, ten victory class, three interdictors and a super star destroyer?" Piett asked. Vader didn't answer right away. He put a gloved hand on his helmet and ran it back as if to see if it were still there. Like he had just lost his very head.
"Excuse me Admiral. Did you just say another super star destroyer arrived?"
XxX
Knight Hammer Command Bridge
"Look at the imbeciles." Daala said proudly, her hands clasped behind her back and staring out of the bridge windows in typical admiral fashion. Mara rolled her eyes, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. Yes of course they are imbeciles, now jam their communications she though irritated. "They're confused, now is the time."
She flipped her gaze down into the crew pit.
"Jam their communications."
"The fleet's?" The officer asked
"No, I want all ships to send a jamming signal. Jam Coruscant's communications." Daala replied.
"Yes admiral."
"Begin formation, inverted wedge if you please commander." Daala ordered the new young commander of the Knight Hammer.
"Yes Admiral." The commander replied, he switched on the ship-to-ship comm. "Begin inverted wedge formation!"
Daala had invented a new formation, she called it the inverted wedge. Thus "begin the inverted wedge formation". As most knows a wedge formation is a triangular formation, the tip of which was at the front with the other ships behind it, forming a triangular or V formation. The inverted wedge was the opposite, the point of the wedge flew at the back, the other ships forming in front of it to form somewhat of an A formation, without a line of ships connecting the two arms.
It was simple but affective Mara thought it was basically just boxing Coruscant's fleet in. But Mara was getting tired of standing there, pondering strategies and formations of space battle. She wanted some of the action, now. She was so damned tired of those traitorous Imperials that she was going to feel good, vaporizing a few of them.
"Alecto." She called, Alecto came to her from the viewports. "Did you bring my ship?"
"The Z-95? Of course, we brought everything we could from Cato Neimoidia."
"Excellent, I want to go out in it."
"A Z-95 Headhunter?!" Daala cried alarmed, overhearing Mara's desire to fly her old ship again in the middle of a battle, it felt like she hadn't been under its bubble canopy for a decade, in reality it was only… six months maybe. "Are you completely insane? It might hold its own against the standard TIE fighter but going out against Interceptors will get you blow up. I have three prototype new TIE fighters in the hanger, they're called X1's. You Kallisto and Alecto can take one and go out."
"Sweet." Kallisto said from a corner of the bridge. "I've always wanted to kick a little Imperial ass with one of their own fighters."
"Go then." Daala said. "Hanger D 150. I'll contact you when the smuggler strike force is ready to storm the palace."
Daala looked out of the viewport again at her fleet which had just completed its deadly wedge formation, like a spike collar of pointed star destroyers closing in on their brother's necks.
"Open fire."
XxX
A Minute Ago, Executor Bridge
"I repeat Lord Vader a fleet has arrived, headed by a super star destroyer!" Piett yelled at his Emperor, under normal circumstances Vader might have killed, or at least severely injured the admiral, but he ignored the tone of Piett.
"Sir!" An alarmed tactical officer cried. "They are closing in around us!"
"Send a distress call, call in reinforcements a obliterate them!" Vader ordered, alarmed as the tactical officer.
"Do it now!" Piett yelled at the man. He began to type on his console and than grimaced.
"They are jamming us."
"Bypass it damn it!"
"That could take weeks!"
"Corus… jammed!" Vader yelled, static disrupting the hologram and communication connection itself. "Kill… th… all!"
And then Vader's image was swallowed completely by static, it faded away into nothing.
Piett glanced out of the window, the enemy fleet had formed an inverted V shape around his fleet, they were surrounded and outnumbered by a dozen ships, Piett could already begin to see little gnats in huge waves spitting from the bottom of the star destroyers, those were of course TIE fighters. The super star destroyer was belching out the most, hundreds of thousands, thousands of millions. Enumerable amounts of fighters. May the Force help them now. To make matters worse the super star destroyer was about to engage the Executor.
"Shields to full power!" cried Piett. "Intensify the forward batteries and deflector shield, I want nothing getting through!"
And the black super star destroyer opened fire.
XxX
Vader's Throne Room
It had been all over the HoloNet, just moments ago. Something about a fleet closing in on the guard of Coruscant, then it flashed and disappeared from the screen. If indeed there was an attack the communications had been jammed, which in turn had disrupted HoloNet signals. Vader would know for sure. Ravan charged into his throne room, from the arch in the back that led to the private apartments, around the turbo lift, passed the two red robed statue like guards, over the bridge above the reactor pits and up the stairs to find Vader gazing out of the octagonal shaped window, the Imperial insignia embedded in the glass. Formed from steel bars. Vader was looking up at the darkening Coruscanti sky. Ravan followed his gaze, lances of light streaked across the sky, there was a battle in space.
"Father, what is going on?" Ravan asked.
"There is an attack my son." Vader replied, preferring to leave the details vague. "I want you to go up in an armored shuttle and assume command of the Executor."
Ravan bowed. "Right away." He spun on his heel and was about to leave when Vader spoke again.
"You do not feel it?" He asked.
"Feel what?"
"The presence in the Force." Vader replied.
"No, only mine, yours and Leia's."
"There is another."
"Who's? Not the Emperor's, he cant be back from the dead!"
"Of course not! Mara Jade's."
"Are you sure? I thought now she might be a freelance assassin, not a military commander."
"So did I, but now it seems we must revise that assessment. But I don't think she is commanding the fleet. I think she mobilized them and got an Admiral to do it for her."
"Why?"
"Clearly I underestimated her loyalty to Sidious. Now that he is dead I believe she wants to extract her revenge by taking Coruscant and killing us."
"Why?"
"She thinks we are traitors, and that the Empire should be given to someone else."
"Who?" Ravan asked. "Not her."
"No," Vader replied. "but someone other than me. Son, I know you had… feelings for her but you must be prepared to do what is necessary. Kill her, do not hesitate, show no mercy."
"Perhaps I can turn her."
"That is a fragile hope at best. Do it if you can, otherwise stab her."
"Yes father."
This time Ravan turned and ran out of the throne room. He had feelings for Mara before, yes. But did he have them now? Once his inevitable battle with her began he would know, and he would not kill her if he could help it. That is if she didn't kill him first.
Here we go again, I swear this is like not the best I can do. I promise the next one will be better. Since there's fighting action in it.