The Battle for Atlaris

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Author's Notes: After much waiting here's the Goa'uld attack that was mentioned by Tycho at the end of Little Lost Girl. Hope u like this. Please Read and Review.

Summary: The Goa'uld attack the Galactic Alliance colony world of Atlaris.

Timeline: Runs at the same time as the last few chapters of Little Lost Girl

Chapter Two Invasion

The Goa'uld known as Tutu sat on his throne on the pel'tac of his flagship coldly watching his ship's cannons firing relentlessly at the now helpless Galactic Alliance colony. His spies had watched this insignificant world for the past two months. He knew that they had been stockpiling various valuable metals and minerals here that he could use. Plus there were several technologies to be gained here.

This civilization used mechanised units more advanced then any he had seen before. This alone would have made this world a valuable target but together…made this insignificant mudball to valuable an opportunity to be passed by.

And more than any other Goa'uld, Tutu used the highest level of technology available to him. He may never have been one of the major System Lords but few had tried to oppose him over the millennia. They knew that he preferred quality over quantity. On this note, he had even gone to extreme lengths to steal several secrets from Anubis himself.

Tutu's small fleet may not have been up to Anubis's standards but they were well above those of the average Goa'uld.

An alarm impinged on Tutu's musing and the Jaffa piloting his flagship reported, "We are being targeted from the surface!"

Tutu frowned, they'd already pinpointed and destroyed the colony's defence canon so what was aiming at them?

A few seconds later, the entire ship vibrated as green energy bolts struck the mothership's shields.

"Shields are holding my lord!" reported the Jaffa a second later.

Tutu sneered at the colonies puny attempt to protect themselves, "Dispatch glider squadrons and four of the cloaked Alkesh to destroy it!" he ordered quickly.

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Tutu's mothership was escorted by a half dozen cloaked Alkesh that had been hiding behind the pyramid ship.

Tutu's orders were relayed to four of them and they accelerated towards their target as glider squadrons began flying out of the mothership's main hanger.

The gliders accelerated at breakneck speed towards the planet the cloaked Alkesh following discretely in their path invisible to all sensors.

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Captain Dex Lamner was a veteran of the Yuuzhan Vong invasion of the New Republic he had never been a member of the elite squadrons like the Rogues, Shockers, Sabers or Twin Suns, but he had seen quite a bit of action. He was the squadron leader for Atlaris's one squadron of fighters, flamboyantly named Atlarian Glory. Unfortunately, for him and the residents of Atlaris he was the only experienced pilot in Atlaris's defence squadron. The rest were all local volunteers, youths and older sentients, and all of them had no experience except against the odd pirate.

He ran through all that he had learned during the war as the techs gave his X-wing one last check and he hoped the farmboys and miners that made up the rest of squadron would remember all that he taught them.

The techs finished their final check "This is Leader, my board is green," Dex reported to control.

"Control, the hanger is open, good hunting!" came control's tense voice.

"Roger!" Dex lifted his X-wing off the ground and turned it towards the hanger doors and in short order he was out of the hanger and accelerating into the sky. The rest of his squadron followed him out.

"Glory Leader, Control, what's happening?" Dex asked Atlaris Control.

"Leader, Control, you have fighters inbound towards the second Turbolaser canon. Protect the canon at all costs!" Control's voice sounded even more strained now.

"Will do Control." Dex switched over to the squad frequency, "All right you heard Control!"

The X-wing squadron sped forward to intercept the alien fighters. The two groups of fighters rapidly approached each other. Dex sat tensely looking at his scanner readouts, a cold feeling growing in the pit of his stomach with every passing second as he saw just how outnumbered his green squadron was.

"Slim, what can you tell me about these ships?" Dex asked his R4 unit.

The astormech's answer quickly appeared on his screen.

"Huh, unshielded? Well at least something's going in our favour," muttered Dex under his breath. He took a deep breath, composing himself and addressing his squadron, "Okay ladies, you see what we're facing on your scanners, odds are we're not going to walk away from this battle-but every second we delay them is a second more that the civilians will have, and let's not forget Admiral Antilles isn't likely to leave us without reinforcements for long. So stick to your wingman and shoot straight!" Dex paused for a moment, his life flashing in front of his eyes, "May the Force be with us…and lock s-foils in attack position!"

He sat back and prayed to whatever deity was listening, asking for a miracle.

Unluckily for Captain Dex Lamner, his prayers fell on deaf ears.

The two apposing forces entered weapons range and gold plasma bolts and red laser shots were exchanged and the enemy fighters began to explode as their lack of shields was exploited.

The fighters weapons were powerful, a pair of golden bolts hit Dex's ship and his shields dropped one third in power, but luckily for him the attacking fighters' pilots weren't very good aims.

A few minutes into the fight and Dex had nearly lined up another fighter in his sights when his astromech started screaming at him.

"What? What?! What do you mean the turbolaser is under attack! We're blocking their attack squadrons!" demanded Dex in fear filled confusion.

The astromech explained quickly and Dex rolled his ship towards the turbolaser. There he could see two ships, not fighters but what looked like the aliens version of assault shuttles making a run at the turbolaser.

"Two stick to my tail, we're breaking away form the main group, Three, you have command!" Dex screamed as he pushed the acceleration, the g forces pushing him into his seat despite his inertial compensator.

The two X-wings quickly broke away from the main group, heading for the attacking ships.

"Two lock concussion missiles on the lead assault shuttle and wait for my signal!" Dex ordered, though even as he gave the order he wonder how the hell these ships had managed to began assaulting the turbolaser without him picking them up.

His own astromech signalled that they both had a lock, "Two, fire on my mark…MARK!"

Four concussion missiles, two a piece from each X-wing flew forth targeting the lead assault ship which began to take evasive manuvers and firing at the incoming projectiles.

They missed and the missile impacted seconds apart blowing the assault shuttle into it's composite atoms.

Two whooped with excitement and Dex smiled wolfishly at the youthful exuberance.

The smile on Dex's face died as quickly as it had blossomed as two more assault shuttles just shimmered into existence within spitting distance of the two X-wings.

Dex's mind froze as the incredible and chilling answer crystallized in his mind, Cloaking shield…

The two new assault shuttles opened fire a second later and Captain Dex Lamner and Glory Two died without firing another shot.

The three remaining assault shuttles formed up again and targeting the still firing turbolaser. Plasma bolts and shimmering golden missiles rained down on the Turbolaser, blasting it into rubble.

Ten minutes later and the dogfight was over, and the invaders were victorious. The X-wings had been overwhelmed by superior numbers and with the second turbolaser destroyed, the colony was now completely defenceless and open to invasion.

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Unbeknownst to the Jaffa army, an armoured figure watched the carnage sowed by them with growing ire from behind cover. He'd been heading to the spaceport to the ship he had left parked there.

He'd just finished the last of the paperwork for the prisoner he had brought here and had had a second prisoner still locked in his ship's cage, when the attack had begun.

He'd watched helpless as the spaceport had been bombed into oblivion…his ship and it's sole occupant included.

Nobody interfered with his business and lived…well except for-

He shook his head, this wasn't the time to reminisce about the past, and he had a score to settle.

Boba Fett checked his weapons and armour systems one more time before crawling out from cover and going to look for some payback.

Author's Notes: Don't forget to Review! And yes, the Jaffa on the ground are in for one hell of a surprise!