A/N: Hello all. Happy holidays!I was hoping to get this out sooner, but, well, this was the best I could do. I do want to say I was glad with the way this turned out. I will be changing my writing style from classical to modern standard (Where different dialect is spaced out, etc.) As always, read and review. If anyone needs a Beta, I'll soon be available. PM me or leave a review! Also, I'll be going on Hiatus during the last 2 weeks of January. Maybe sooner, so this will be the second-to-last chapter until the end of January or beginning of February. So, see you all at the bottom!

5 minutes prior.

As Rex and Ahsoka were getting it on, Cut and Suu were still in the afterglow. "Oh, god, Cut, that was probably the best yet." Suu gasped. "Tell me something, do you think the kids heard us?" He asked, looking around, his gaze finally settling on a device that shouldn't be there. "No, why do you ask?" Her gaze following his. "That's why." He says, pointing to the bug. "Who did this?" "Attention all. Enemy fleet in system, please report to battle stations. This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill."

Present time.

"Incoming! Brace, brace, brace!" BANG! A TIE fighter had crashed into the bridge deflector shield. "MEDIC! Treaty's hurt!" Fek, I blew my hearing. Thank god I'm wearing a helmet. Oh, look, it's returned. "I'm fine, get to the others first." Will get's up, swaying. My leg's a bloody mess. Alright, you imp scumbags, let's finish this. "How long until we can make the jump?" "Once that interdictor is down for the count, sir." Damn. "All batteries, fire on that cruiser. Instruct Spirit and Emancipator to do the same." The flag lieutenant nodded. "Come about, all forward batteries, fire on that interdictor at will. Have the Spirit of the Republic and the Emancipator come about and flank them. Helm, execute a jump to hyperspace when that cruiser is down, towards home, as set by navigation."

The gunners and helmsman acknowledged the order's. As the rest of the fleet came about, Resolute fired it's few remaining batteries. "Get the point-defence lasers firing as well, not just the main banks." The starboard gunners acknowledged. "Fire at will." As the batteries opened up, Will stepped forward. "Widen your firing arc, hit their shields in multiple places. We need to open up their hulls in more places then one." This time, the port gunners acknowledged.

A chime sounded at the hologram station aft of the bridge. Will and Captain Fordo turned the projector on. It was Echo. "Yes, Lieutenant Commander?" "Sir, my ships are in position. Permission to get the ball rolling?" Fordo looked at Will. "So, Will, yea or nay? Your call." Will looked at Echo's projection, smiling. "If you must. Have fun, wait, don't you always?" "Only when it's Imperials." Echo responded. Will nodded, looking to Fordo. "Captain, you have command. I'll take Rogue Shadow out for an attack run on those Capital-class Cruisers, as well as those Star Destroyers. You know the plan of attack?" "Yes, sir." Fordo replied.

Will then turned from the bridge, racing towards the hangar. He pulled on his comlink, turning it on to a channel. "Flag, prepare my ARC-170 for immediate departure." "Yes, Commander. Do you want Rogue on standby?" came the reply. "Have them go to alert yellow. I'll be there soon. Keep the shields up until I give the word." Will responded. "As ordered, sir." He kept racing towards the flag hangar, noticing that marines were suiting up for boarding action. He stopped, looking around the staging area. "Where are you all off to?" Their leader, a Sullustan lieutenant, looked up, then shouted, very loudly, "Attention on deck!" Everyone stopped, and snapped to attention. "I asked you a question, Lieutenant." "Yes, sir. We've been ordered by Commander Thire to suit up, and wait on standby. We're supposed to board a few of those vessels, and make them prize ships in the Mandalore home fleet. Sir." The Sullustan, Sian Tevv, swallowed nervously. "It's quite alright, Tevv. I was just wondering. Return to what you were doing. I do have new orders for you though. Attack the interdictor first. Follow Rouge Shadow in, alright?" Tevv nodded, turning around. "You heard him! Let's move!"

As the battalion moved out of the staging area, toward the hangar, Will continued his run toward the flag hangar. Left, left, a right, up this ramp, right, and 400 metres dead ahead. As he ran into the hangar, he looked for his fighter. It was sitting a little off to the right side. An engineer ran up. "Sir, you're fighter isn't ready. Can you spare a minute?" Will shook his head. "I can spare 10 seconds, the time it takes me to get from here to that thing." The engineer nods. "GET THAT 170 FUELLED, NOW!" Two technical crew ran up to the fighter with a fuel cell, sliding it into place. Will ran to the fighter, pulling out his comlink, queuing for the bridge. "Is Rouge Shadow on standby, or what?" "Yes, commander, they are awaiting you're orders." "Thank you, have them power up, and await further orders." There was a pause on the other end. "Yes, sir."

On the Immobilizer 418 Imperial Interdictor cruiser.

Lieutenant Commander Lorth Needa was not pleased. He was facing off against a fleet he fought side-by-side with, and was loosing. "Sir, communication from the enemy flagship! Shall I put it up, sir?" came a voice from the starboard crew pit. Needa nodded, turning towards the holo-screen mounted on the deck. It flickered to life. "This is Captain Fordo of the independent Republic. You are surrounded. You have tem minutes to surrender your fleet or be destroyed. Your choice." Needa frowned. The clone looked very familiar before, but now he placed it. This was his right-hand. "Captain Fordo, this is Lieutenant Commander Lorth Needa. I sympathize with your plight. We, however cannot surrender. I'm sorry." He turned towards the communications officer. "Light them up." The screen then shut off, and the turbo lasers of the entire fleet started firing again.

Back on the Resolute.

"Rouge Shadow, report in by number." Will ordered. "Rouge 1, green and topped off." "2, ready for action." "3, ready to roll." "4-and 5- ready to get this over with." "6, weapons lit and in the green." "7, and 8, reporting." Will's first part of the squad consisted of 2 BTL-B Y-Wings, 2 ARC-170 fighters, 2 V-19 Torrent Snubfighters, and an upgraded ARC-170/l Leader starfighter, which belonged to Will. `Move out by proximity to the MagCon Field, then form by wings." Will put action to words by moving precisely out of the hangar, the two ARC-170's following. Will's wing had three, and then the rest were a V-19 Torrent for every Y-Wing. A fighter for a bomber. The rest of the squad formed up. Will toggled his comm unit. "We're going to be leading a boarding operation onto that Interdictor. Any questions?" "Rouge 2, what pattern? Do we get a raise if we pull this off?" "Pattern Delta 4, and no, just a medal." There was laughter all around. Will let it run for a bit, then spoke up. "Alright, let's make this quick. Move into formation."

The formation was simple, The bombers in the middle, Will at the front with the fighters forming a defensive screen. Will turned toggled the comm. "Let's go, cover the bombers. Watch that TIE Advanced X7, people." As Will said it, a wing of the prototype fighters came around a Tector-class Star Destroyer and opened up. "Leader to flights one and two, break by wings. Do not engage, let me take them. Resolute, launch the second part of Rouge Shadow on my command." The second part of the squad consisted of 2 Incom-SoroSuub Z-95c Clone Headhunters, 2 Incom T65p Prototype X-Wings, and 4 Incom ARC-170 Aggressive ReConnaissance Starfighters. "Resolute, now! All wings in flights three and four, S-foils in attack position, if you can. Engage at will."

The fighters, both Imperial and Republic, came in hot, both firing. An advantage the Republic fighters had over the TIEs was shields. They had the same speed and TIEs were more manoeuvrable, especially in vacuum. Shields meant the Republic ships could take many more hits than the TIEs, and that accounts for a lot in space combat. The TIEs flipped around behind the Rogues, while the Rogues were zigzagging left and right to avoid the blasts from the TIEs. "Sir, this is Rogue nine. I'm taking heavy fire from my pursuer. I can't shake him!" "Don't worry nine, this is seven, I got him!" Pdeew, Pdeew, Pdeew, BLAM! The TIE/In Interceptor exploded. "Thanks seven, I owe you a drink." "Yep, but the fact that you owe me one makes this a very good day. C'mon nine, let's go." "As ordered, seven." Nine responded. "As ordered."

"Leader, five. The gunships have come about, enemy shield's down. We lead the attack?" "Yes, squad, form up and head into the enemy hangar. We need to clear it for the gunships, then take the bridge." Will responded. "I'll lead group one for the bridge, with two squads. Five, take group two to the engines, lock those down. Nine, three, auxiliary bridge. Seven, gun controls. Everyone got it?" There were affirmatives all around. "Then let's get this over with."

2 minutes prior

"Alright, let's move!" The Sullustian lieutenant yelled. "Wait! Please, wait!" Ahsoka yelled. She had full battle gear on, including a BlasTech E-11 Blaster Carbine and her two lightsabers. Behind her trailed the rest of her group, Kix, Rex, Bly, Aayla, Barriss, Chopper, Fives, Suu and Cut. "Commander Tano, how may we help you?" Tevv asked, looking around at the others. "We'd like to join you on the attack. Personally, I'm bored. These guys, they'd probably want to blast some Imps!" She giggles, then become serious. "Can we, lieutenant?" Tevv looked around. If I do, Treaty flips because I didn't warn him. Then again, he did say all troops to battle stations. Hmm, these guys could really make a difference. "Sure, are you commanding, sir?"

Ahsoka glared at Tevv, and he recoiled. Oh fek, I'm one dead Sullustan. "Don't call me sir, one, and two, yes, I will be taking command. It's Commander Tano or ma'am, understand? Everyone?" "Yes, ma'am!" Came the reply. "Alright then, Let's get these gunships into that imp cruiser." The Clone Marines, led by their Sullustan lieutenant and the Jedi and Clones.

Now

Alright, you imp bastards, this has gotten personal. "Form up! Move back to cover!" Will yelled at the surviving members, those who weren't occupied with the injured, dead or prisoners. They've been fighting for the ship for five minutes, and an eighth the squad was down or tied up. That was 15 men out for the count. "Resolute, where's my backup? I need it, now!" "It's - ay, o-er." Came the static-filled reply. "Did you say it's on it's way, or it's not on it's way, over?" "On it- ay, o-r." "10-4 Resolute, 10-4." Will cut the transmission, turning to his men. "I think it's safe to say that the soldiers we were supposed to have watching our backs aren't showing up." Denal looked up. "Sir, I think they said 'On it's way', however, I could be wrong."

Where most other commanders would've shot Denal then and there, but Will actually valued his men's input. "Alright, then, Sergeant, if you're right, I give you an Acclamator. If I'm right, you buy me a beer, got it?" The 501st senior NCO nodded. Denal gestured to a few men off to the side. They disengaged the enemy Stormtroopers and fell back to the hangar. Will turned around, looking at the remaining Stormtroopers. "How many does this crate have of those things?" As he said the words, more came running down the corridor, weapons drawn.

Shab, shab, shab. We're all dead if we don't take this bucket of bolts. Will gestured to the squad on his left. "Trapper, go around the port-side hangar entrance. Flank them. Use the heavy guns." The 212th junior CO acknowledged the order, then pulled back, with 15 behind him. I'll never be considered a 'Brother,' because I'm human, not a clone, Will thought, glancing back to the men left. A little more than 30, plus the gunships- if they show up- left under my command. The rest either dead, wounded, or doing the tasks I assigned. Kriff! "You know, we could use those reinforcements about now, eh?"

After about 5 minutes of fighting, the sounds of Z-12 Rotary Chainguns joined the fray, cutting down the Stormtroopers barring entrance to the bridge. "Clear left! Clear right! Clear center!"

Will looked about. "Then let's get moving."

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~CommanderTreaty