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Part 1: An Unknown Enemy


Five hours prior: Where were you?


The last few minutes of the night were quickly giving way to the light of day as a new dawn arrived for the Galactic City. People on the surface of the metropolis would soon be waking up, ready to start a new day while the citizens who lived and worked beneath them were still hard at work. The Grand Army of the Republic would be ever vigilant, watching and waiting for anything that might pose a threat to the safety of the people. Yet even to them this day would be starting out like any other. Clones and their non-clone counterparts would be watching the skies through the lens of their scanners, carefully watching the incoming and outbound traffic. If a ship were to come up as suspicious for whatever reason, it would be flagged and escorted to the nearest station for examination. Everything was calm, tranquil even, until a series of explosions woke the city from their slumber.


Republic Airfield


Sliding his hand across his front, Clone Trooper CT-8498 swatted a rather large fly as his eyes scanned the screen before him. In front of him stood one of the many long range scanner stations located at the airfield, as well as across the planet, that was able to see in real time the ships entering the system through one of the many small hyperlanes that connected Coruscant to the outside world. On an average day Clone Trooper CT-8498 would watch as thosuands of ships, raging from a simple transport hauler all the way up to the mighty Republic Warships returning home from battle. His job and the jobs of hundreds of clones across this sector were to simply observe the traffic coming in. Often times he would see something that might be classified as suspicous, and have the veichle flagged for additional verification. Usually this happened once a day, if at all, and he would simply wait around for something to happen.

"Sir?" CT-8498 said as he looked at his screen, his eyes were greeted by the strange site of a Mandalorian Kom'rk class transport shuttle leaving hyperspace. Standing nearby was his clone commander CC-9915, who heard the trooper and was making his way towards the scanner station when a series of explosions in the distance shook the control tower, causing the power to go off and on again.

"Report!" The commander bellowed at CT-8498, rushing quick to his side as an alarm was set off, alerting the base that there was an attack on the planet.

CT-8498 was typing into the console at a fast pace, trying in a desperate attempt to retrieve the live feed from the long range scanner. His head slightly turned as he spoke "Sir! The scanners are offline." The Commander was beginning to walk away when CT-8498 spoke again. “I noticed something just before the feed went dead. A Mandalorian transport shuttle, a Kom'rk class, had just exited hyperspace seconds before the feed went dead.

The commander quickly moved away from CT-8498, and opened up a communication link with General Kenobi, who answered in earnest.

"What news do you have to report, commander?" Kenobi asked as his form was projected outwards from the commanders gauntlet.

Long range scanners are offline. Whomever set off those explosives knew how to blind us. We also recorded a single Mandalorian Kom'rk Class transport leaving hyperspace seconds before the explosions went off.

The hologram of Kenobi looked completely shocked. “Commander, set off the alarm!” The hologram quickly cut off, and the commander set about alerting the forces scattered across the planet that an attack was inbound.

In space

Charred, fractured chunks of metal twisted and danced through the cold, black vacuum of the space surrounding the lead Kom'rk class transport. The remnants of a battle long since fought, long forgotten by the minds of the average citizen of the Republic. Though they had been in system for less than a minute, Ardur could feel that every second that they stood idly by might spell disaster for their plans. Quickly moving from the cockpit to the midsection of the ship, he quickly opened a message that was being spread across the “The Coruscant Holo Net”. The news reports were live updates of a series of bombings that struck all across the planet, giving the current death toll and theories on who might have committed it. A smile crept across the face of the Mandalorian as he quickly grabbed his helmet, fixing it into potion on his head.

A voice to Ardur’s right piped up. “Sir, we intercepted an outgoing communiqué as we entered the system. They know we're here, their ships know we're here, but they only know of us and us alone.

Show me the message.

The Mandalorian soldier quickly brought up a holographic image of the message currently being sent to all the ships in orbit around the planet.

Attention: The bombings planet side are believed to be the work of Mandalorian forces. One Kom'rk class vessel is in the sector, patrols are to be sent out at once. Prepare for hostile invasion
Note: Long rang sensors are currently offline awaiting repair from the damages.


Report on the rest of our force.

The Mandalorian soldier quickly brought up a another screen. “Sir, the other nineteen Kom'rk transports are all in system and ready, the fifty C-9980 landing crafts are ready as well and awaiting your orders.

The Mandalorian Commander Ardur quickly opened a secure channel with the other craft in the fleet. “All ships move out, we're moving fast and hitting hard. Stick to my ass. Anything that get's in our way blast it out of the sky. If you get left behind I will find a way to turn around and blast you out of the sky. Pilots, engines to one hundred percent capacity.” The Mandalorian cut the feed as he finished speaking, before returning to the front of the ship. He sat down next to the pilot and looked out in-front of him. The mighty Venator class cruisers could be seen dotting the space far in front of them. The massive bulk of those spaceships grew ever larger as the small flotilla of ships crept closer and closer. It would only take a minute now for them to hit the atmosphere of the planet, yet Ardur still watched cautiously. His eyes ever cautious for the signs of any patrol craft.

From behind, he heard one of his Mandalorian Soldiers manning the communication terminal shout “Sir! Patrol crafts at ten o'clock high.

Ardur quickly opened up another secure channel with the rest of the fleet “Pilots, if you have a shot take it but don't break off! C-9980's, your defensive guns are free to fire. I repeat, open fire if you have the shot.” Ardur quickly sat down in the copilots chair, and motioned for the pilot to give control of the craft to him. Things were about to get rough


Jedi Temple: Five hours prior


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he Jedi temple was alive with activity.

Knights, padawans, and even the civilian security force were all in a rush. The bombings that had awoke the city just moments earlier had forced the Jedi Council to prepare for an imminent attack. Anti-air guns could be seen activated on top of the temple, already scanning the air for targets. Master Obi-Wan Kenobi could be found in the temples main lobby organizing the soldiers into position. His attention was drawn by an all too familiar voice.

Master Obi-Wan.” Anakin Skywalker said in a cheerful tone.

Anakin?” He turned his body to greet his former padawan. “It is good to see you old friend.” He said as he gave his fellow Master a warm embrace. Moving backwards, Obi-Wan put his arms on the shoulders of his friend and continued “I had not been told you would be back today.

I wish it was under better circumstances, battle damage forced us back for repairs.” Anakin said as he flashed a smile. “What news of the attack?” He finished as the smile faded from his face.

Obi-Wan quickly removed his hands from the shoulders of Skywalker before placing his right hand on his chin. “Not much. The bombs targeted our long range sensors. We're thinking the CIS is making their move. What's more we are beginning to suspect the Mandalorians are involved as well.” Obi-Wan finished before turning his head sharply as a clone commander was rushing to them.

CC-1119 “Appo” hurriedly made his way to the generals, and after giving a salute, spoke in a rushed voice. “Sirs, twenty Mandalorian craft as well as numerous other transport craft have broken through our defenses. Their vector suggests they are targeting our staging airfield. Gunships were sent up but the Mandalorian craft were quite proficient at taking them out.

The Airfield?” Kenobi shout out in surprise. “If that falls, then we lose access to sending additional forces into space!

After a second Skywalker countered. “No, they must be after the Imperators!

Whatever it is, get the 501st and make your way to the defense. Re-purpose any clone squads as you see fit!” Kenobi ordered and began to start off in a run. “I'll inform the council and send what Knights we have planet side to the defenses.

Sir! CIS fleets just exited hyperspace!” Appo shouted out.

From which lane?” Kenobi shouted as he stopped in his tracks, sliding for a moment across the smooth floor.

Numerous. They're coming from all directions. Our fleet is reporting numerous C-9979 and C-9980 transport class vessels as well as Droid fighters, bombers, and interceptors inbound. Current estimates put as many as eighty percent of the transports reaching ground.

Anakin, get to the airfield and get those Imperators in the air. We're going to need every ship possible.” Kenobi said as he took off again.

On me Appo. You clones follow me!” Anakin spoke as he and a group of seven clones made their way to the Jedi Temple hangars, taking a gunship and leaving the temple. Trying to get to the airfield before all was lost.


The Airfield: Initial assault.

The airfield was something of a marvel on a planet full of them. It was one of the longest airfields in existence within the Republic, stretching for well over twenty kilometers. On most days one could find tens of thousands of clones loading onto cruisers that would soon be space bound, ready to join the war all across the galaxy. Today was unlike those days, however. Where there was once clones and numerous Venator class cruisers sitting ready for take off today there were few. One could count seven Venator class cruisers and three Imperator class cruisers standing idly by as a few thousand clones rushed to prepare defensive positions. Hastily placed heavy gun emplacements as well as anti-air cannons could be seen dotting half the airfield.

Sir” CT-8498 spoke as he rushed to the side of the clone commander. “Enemy ships inbound, flying fast and low.”

How are our defenses coming.”

Twenty percent and slowly rising sir.” CT-8498 said as he placed down a hologram projector. “We have four of our mobile air defense guns up already here, here, and here.” With each he motioned to gun emplacements. “Fifteen static turrets have been activated around half the field.” He quickly motioned around the image, pointing out a few of them. “Our forces have only secured half the airfield, we will try and get as many defenses up in the other half before they arrive.

Don't” Commander CC-9915 ordered. “Consolidate strength in these areas.” The commander pointed out a couple places on the holomap. “Keep what tanks we have back here.” He said as he pointed to the areas near the tower. “Keep them in reserve until we get reinforcements from other Army units.

Sir!” CT-8498 said as he began to leave when the air raid warning began to sing its alarm. One by one the defensive turrets began to fire out their defensive shots far into the distance. CT-8498 and CC-9915 both looked to the area at the far end of the airfield. Even at such a long distance, they were able to see the small silhouettes of the enemy craft approaching fast.

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Ardur still had control of the craft as he opened a comm channel with the rest of his squadron. “Droids, set down a quarter the way up the the airfield. Quickly set up your defensive shields and anti-air defenses; get our tanks and droids into combat."

Roger, Roger.” The droid pilots chimed back.

Kom'rk pilots, strafing runs on the clone positions.” He paused as he threw the throttle all the way forward. “Make two passes then quickly exit the area and head towards the rendezvous point.

The Kom'rks' engines roared to life. The crafts quickly lowered their altitude till they were just ten or so meters off the ground. The lack of enemy craft on the airfield was unexpected, but was a welcome sight. The automated turrets could not train their guns low enough to hit them, leaving only the clone manned anti air turrets to threaten them, and threaten them they did. The skies in front of them were a combination of blue bolts and exploding flak shells, each seeming to come closer than then last. Ardur swerved his ship slightly left and right with each passing second.

Ardur squeezed the trigger on the flight stick and the twin laser cannons roared to life. He was not aiming for anything in particular, nor were the rest of the pilots.

Clones scrambled to find cover as the sheer number of indirect laser fire began ripping into their posisitons. Sparks shot out from the sides of the Venators, AT-TE's, and their hastily made defensivepositions alike. The AT-TE gunners quickly joined the barrage of anti-air cannons with their own shots, their six anti-personnel laser cannons and their mass driver cannons adding to the already massive volley.

Ardur slowly rolled his craft to the right and released his grip on the trigger. His HUD highlighted the AT-TE tanks that had begun to fire on him and he carefully lined up his cannons before opening fire.

The AT-TE that was at the forefront of the other tanks shook as the barrage of laser blasts began to impact its face. At first only sparks and large smoke clouds were the only effect. But after a few seconds of sustained fire, the front of the tank caved in. The laser bolts quickly began striking the interior of the AT-TE. After another second passed the back of the beast erupted in a flame filled cloud of smoke and fire, sending molten metal flying around in all directions. The tank's front legs buckled for a brief second before they collapsed, without power, falling into the ground with the flaming face impacting the ground with a solid thud.

The other ships shots found their homes in other targets as well. A few more AT-TE's fell victim to the well placed shots, while many clones that were caught out of positions were quickly dropped as the spray of laser fire raked their position. The crafts flew over the smoking Clone position below, allowing the aft gunners to take their own shots. The ships quickly pulled up sharply and rose back into the sky, anti-air fire following quick in their wake. A few shots landed true as smoke began billowing from the tail section of one of the Kom'rk.

"Damage report!" Shouted the pilot

"Critical engine damage." Shouted his copilot "Engine failure in at most thirty seconds."

The pilot reached for the lever that opened the drop floor beneath the Mandalorian soldiers. "Get ready to jump, soldiers! Jetpack as far away as you can and make your way on foot to the rendezvous point!" The soldiers all stood up and gave a "Sir yes sir!" before the pilot pulled the lever. The floor opened and the Mandalorians fell out of the ship. Their jetpack were ignited after a few seconds, slowing them down to a stop before they quickly flew away from the airfield. The pilot quickly turned the ship over and lined it up with one of the venators on the airfield before he pulled the ejection lever, causing the canopy above him to blow off and allow both himself and his copilot to escape with their jetpacks.

Soldiers all around scrambled to get clear of the Venator as they spotted the flaming Kom'rk barreling towards the cruiser at high speeds. The ground shook as the ship collided with the midsection massive cruiser. An explosion that could be seen for many miles around filled the air as the force of the impact forced clones off the ground. The Venator moaned and buckled under the impact, ripping apart in the middle, before both the front and rear end fell to the ground bellow with a deafening thud.

Sir, craft five is down.” The Copilot spoke quickly as the message flashed across his screen.

Casualties?

None

Good.” Ardur spoke as he pulled back on both the throttle and the flight stick, causing his craft to loop over until it was pointing back down on the airfield. Ardur threw the throttle forward once more and pulled the trigger. This time the laser strikes forced many clones to find cover underneath their cruisers.

“Flight of gunships! Four o'clock low!” His copilot shouted out as the warning message began blasting across the ship. “Missiles incoming, evasive maneuvers!

Ardur threw the stick hard to the left, while reducing his speed. Once he leveled out he threw the throttle hard back to full speed. The gunships missiles had not targeted him fortunately, yet the same could not be said about the other craft. Many managed to evade the missiles through their defensive maneuvers, yet two were struck by them and smoke billowed from their mid section. The ball turrets on the gunships were quick to focus the wounded birds; with their lasers cutting through the wings of the ships, sending them falling to the ground below. One of the crafts crashed into the air control tower, causing it to collapse while the other fell straight into the ground, cartwheeling over the ground after impact before skidding to a rest near a group of clone troopers.

They can't give chase, full throttle!” Ardur ordered as he pointed his bird towards the skyscrapers in the distance Looking over to his copilot he asked “Any survivors?” To which his copilot shook his head. The ships flew for a few minutes before they reached their destination, a series of skyscrapers near the far edge of the temple district. Ardur turned back control of the ship to the copilot. “Your ship now. Get the others back to the fleet, restock and bring us more soldiers!” He shouted as he pulled the lever that opened up the floor. Soon the skies were filled with a few hundred Mandalorian soldiers. Each would find good vantage points to cover the sector and await the arrival of their Blackguard commanders.

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The droid army had used the distraction caused to advance far up the airfield. The front lines of droids dove from downed spaceship to blast crater to whatever cover there was on that flat airfield as a constant barrage of blaster bolts from the clone positions constantly rained down. Some of the droids had packs that could be deployed to form a small sandbag looking fortification that they could hide behind. These were starting to sprout up everywhere. Their formation was scattered, and the number of destroyed droids was ever mounting. Behind them, however, the droids marched in organized lines. A few were being struck down by the blaster fire, yet they were thus far ok. On either side of their formation was a line of AAT tanks, that as they drew closer to the clone positions, began to spread across the width of the airfield. Their cannons always firing on clones and tanks alike. Even further back was the staging area for the droids. Thousands of droids were still pouring out of the transports, and a command center had been set up. Shield tanks and anti-air tanks were active in this area as well with the latter scattered around the edge of the shield. More transports were landing further back from the original group while ten fast moving small shuttles landed near the command center.

As the doors opened it revealed a group unlike the Droids. Each had their own attire, some ranging from durable battle armor to simple robes. Yet each carried one item that made them a unit, a lightsaber. They were the Dark Jedi, both former Jedi and power hungry Sith idealist that were recruited to fight the Jedi. They were led off their shuttles by nine Blackguard Wilder's and one Elite Wilder. The Elite Wilder quickly made his way to the command center and asked for a situation report.

Clone troopers have halted our advance, commander.” The B1 droid spoke, with the one next to him adding in a “Roger, Roger.

It is of no importance. Have our first line of tanks charge forward. Once they are destroyed they should provide enough cover for our forces to move up.” He spoke as he looked at the battle far ahead. “Keep doing this until we have closed the gap enough for our forces to charge. We need to secure the airfield before more reinforcements arrive.” He moved over to the holomap and pointed to the streets surronding the airfield. “Three battalions on each side of the airfield are to move up and secure our flanks. Have them take cover in the buildings and set up barricades in the streets below. One tank each flank.

Roger, roger.” The B1's chimed back.

Your move, Jedi.” The Blackguard spoke as he crossed his arms behind his back.

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CT-8498 dove for cover as the enemy AAT's shells began to slam into the position around him and the commander. The commander quickly joined him as he opened up a comm link with one of the AT-TE pilots. “Get your tank into cover behind the destroyed Venator. Peek just far enough out for your mass driver cannon to have shots.

Yes sir!

Sir, Gunships have arrived with Jedi Reinforcements.” CT-8498 said as he pointed to twenty gunships touching down at the rear of the airfield. Some dropped off additional AT-TE's while most were filled with a mix of clones and Jedi. The soldiers quickly followed the Jedi into cover all around the area.

What a glorious battle we have here!” Shouted the Jedi Knight in a mocking tone. “Situation report.

Sir. Three AT-TE's knocked out of action, seven remaining. Their command post is shielded by a shield tank. Their strafing runs have done some damage but we can recover.” The commander ducked his head further into cover as more blaster fire hit his position. The AT-TE's mass driver guns could be heard once more as they opened up on the enemy tanks. Each hit sent a column of smoke into the air, followed shortly by an explosion that sent numerous droids flying. “Can our gunships assist?” The commander asked.

Their anti-air defense is live, our gunships would get shredded.” The Knight responded quickly. “More of those Drop ships have broken through, the Gunships are better use taking out as many of them as they can before they reach the ground. Skywalker and the 501st are en-route to assist. We are to hold our ground until they arrive.

Sir yes sir!

Near the space battle: Present time


As Cahak looked down upon the Galactic City , she felt what every soul experiences upon their first site of this city. Though everyone shared this experience, not all experience the same thing. Three people, each could be from the same or separate walks of life, upon seeing and overcoming the first feeling of breathlessness at the sheer scale of this planet, will be left with three different impressions. The first could be a poor person, who tries to sneak his way into the city to find a better life for himself rather than keep up the daily struggle for life where ever he came from, who sees this planet as a place of opportunity. The second could a trader, who travels along the many hyperspace lanes searching for cheap goods that he can mark up elsewhere, sees this planet as a place of security. The strict measures that the Republic imposes on all in the system make sure that his goods will meet the market here, without any fear of pirate attacks. But the third person, the third reaction would be that of Cahcak. As her eyes scan out the front window Providence class Flagship, her eyes being greeted by a massive space battle already in progress all around between the CIS and GAR navies in the skies above the world, she sees this planet as a symbol of oppression.


Her eyes focused on the orange planet while her mind focused on the situation down below. All over the planet both droids and mercenaries alike descended upon vast swards of the city. Intense battles were being waged between the the CIS and GAR forces, street to street and building to building . Every time the Droids would advance too fast and come under fire from clone troopers hiding in the massive skyscrapers themselves. Countless droids have been destroyed, many clones have fallen and even the civilian death toll is rising in the heated exchanges. Yet, at least to her and the Blackguard, the most important objective has not been touched. Nor has it seen any death since this invasion began a day prior. The Jedi temple still stood proud and her Jedi still clung to the walls and the streets surrounding it as if it were some bastion of hope. This was not by design, no one expected the Temple and Senate districts to have as much anti-air weapons as they did. Any troop transport trying to land and any star fighter trying to destroy them are met by a hail of fire, and quickly shot down. Though they had the numbers in space, if they did not secure this location, as well as the senate, the outcome might become to costly for their CIS allies to continue this assault. A soft laugh escaped her lips as the thought of these bankers and traders turned revolutionaries entered her mind. This battle would not be won by them, it would be won by the breaking of the defenders spirits.

Cahcak heard her name called from behind, and turning to see Vansk and the Blackguard's leader San'sii nearing a holodeck she realized it was time for her to act her part in the plan. As she began to walk towards the lift that would take her to the hangar of the ship, she gave the pair a nod as she proceeded towards the door. As she neared she heard the holo projector come to life, and as she was passing through the door she heard a phrase which made her smile. “Good evening, Councilmen. Are you ready to hear our demands?” It took her a mere moment to reach the hangar where five Neimoidian shuttles awaited her. Her strike force consisted of her and six blackguards plus around thirty Dark Jedi who were to join them in their assault. The mercenaries were easy to get involved and the Dark Jedi even easier, the mercenaries were promised money and the Dark Jedi the Sith Holocrons. Almost too easy if you asked Cahcak for acquiring meat shields.

The strike teams boarded the shuttles, and launched out of the hangar bay and into space where they met their escort fights and bombers. The swarm of fighters and bombers would prove to be a plethora of targets for the republic to take notice of the small, fast shuttles that broke through the Republic Blockade. Soon they would be planet side and the fun would begin.

Present time: When our skies burned with fire?

These terms are outrageous!” Spoke a slightly excited Mace Windu to Obi-Wan, as Yoda and the rest of the council listened on. “Give up the temple, place down our weapons and give up the Sith holocrons?” He was speaking in a hurried fashion, the surprise attack and the chaos that followed obviously caught both himself and the rest of the council off guard. Obi-Wan was quick to add in, yet spoke in a more controlled tone “They must have known we would have shot down their demands so quickly.” He paused as he rubbed his chin with his right hand. “What would they have to gain by wasting an hour and a half of our time?” Silence fell upon the room as the councilmen thought of an explanation. Minutes passed before Yoda, who until now was meditating, opened his eyes and spoke “They created a diversion, our attention from a potential threat drew away.” A new silence fell upon the room, though disbelief hung in the air. Yoda continued with “I sense a strange power nearby, powerful it is. Yes, hmmm.” Mace Windu was quick to respond “Who is it, the Sith?” His tone was very direct, and Obi-Wan's response more so “Impossible, you slew Palpatine before he could take Anakin as his apprentice. With Anakin with us, the Sith are no more.” He spoke as his right hand motioned in the air. Yoda raised a hand and commanded silence over the gathering. He thought for a second before continuing “The Sith, it is not. Presence it is, which I have not felt.” He paused as he looked at Mace Windu, before speaking “In danger, I fear we all are.” He paused as he raised himself out of his seat. He began to walk away as he spoke “To the outlying defenses send some Knights. Must not fall, the defensive guns.


The Council quickly departed from their hole-projectors and Windu and Obi-Wan were soon left alone inside the Council Chamber. Obi-Wan began to walk out of the room quickly, though upon reaching the door he turned his head and spoke “I will task some Knights to gather some Clones and head to the defenses, but we must be ready in case they fall.” Windu nodded in agreement and Obi-Wan quickly departed the scene.

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Serlena dived past cover just in time for a few shots to blacken the piece of rumble she hid behind. The woman growled softly and yelled into her mic. "Where the hell was my cover? I told one of you idiots to cover me.. A-2, A-3 are you in the tower yet?" She asked after her small out brust of anger. Soon a female voice like her own came back to her inside of her head. "In position now sir, we have the sniper and the rocket luncher with us. What did you want us to do?" A-2 asked her commander, getting down and ready to start picking droids off from the control tower they were using.

Serlena smiled as she heard the two clones were in position. "Hang on, A-4 are you in position with A-10?" In response a males voice came over the mic. "Yes sir, sinper and rocket in position. Waiting on your orders." The male clone said, which made Serlena smiled more. "Good, A-5, A-6, A-7, are you three in position?" Again, a woman's voice came over the mic. "Yes, all the rockets in position. Going to tell us what todo?" Everyone was in place, a rocket and a sniper on either side of the airfield, and three rockets behind her.

"Alright, snipers, pick off any droids that dear poke there heads out. Rockets, fire at the tanks. Then get out of there and find other spot to fire from. Do this till you are out, then come join the rest of us. A-9,11, 12,13, 14, 15. How's that AT-TE coming?" She asked, the six clones in a hang working on a AT-TE that was in a hang.

"We are almost done, give us ten more minutes!" A-15 yelled, but Serlena yelled back. "Make it Five and load that thing with as much ammo as you can! We are going to be getting out of here!" She yelled, then looked at the rest of troops who were hiding with her. "Alright! Who's got the minigun!" She yelled out, a Clone in armour that looked like hers stood up. It was a male clone, known as gunner. Mostly as he loved his minigun. "I already got it as always sir!" He yelled, nodded and looked around. "Alright, the rest of you, cover Gunner! He well be getting as close as he can to kill as many as he can!" She yelled out before she her self stood up and darted to shoot. "Alright, everyone! Fire!" She yelled out, the sounds of five rocket lunchers, two snipers, one minigun and twenty-two normal rifles could be heard as Serlena started her own counter attack on the droids.

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Having had volunteered for guard duty that was perhaps extraneous the day before, Xon Juvenal was currently on a rest period. He was always signing up to do extra duties that were above and beyond his usual call, which might have helped to explain why there were some people in the Jedi corps who didn't always get along with him.

Regardless, it was hardly the time for recollection or reflection on the Twi'lek's lot in life.

Rather, apparently he had heard the alarm and was instantly awoken by it as he had always trained to be.

Something like this was surely not just a drill, as much as he had drilled. No, it couldn't be...it felt different than that for sure.

Soon enough plenty of Knights and Apprentices were just rushing about along just as Xon had, and the entire Jedi Temple was looking like a big source of bedlam.

Eventually he had caught word from his superiors that Anakin had been ordered to return Imperators to the air, and Xon had once more volunteered himself for service despite his better judgment.

Nevertheless, he had been a trustworthy pilot, and his Z-95 Headhunter was currently positioned at the temple hangars as well. At least he figured that it was. Indeed, he prayed to the Force that the bombing had not yet destroyed the stunt atmospheric and space fighter that was precious to him. Worse, he prayed, that the bombing had not yet come anywhere near to the Temple complex at all.

He then tacked onto his prayer, in a charitable manner, that should his vessel have already been destroyed that no one had to suffer with it being destroyed.

Fortunately, though, he had soon gotten there and learned that Anakin had taken off with a gunship, which meant that the place had to be in good working order. While he had rushed to get into his flight suit, Xon had at least gotten into everything for the time being. He even made sure that the underlayment underneath his helmet was positioned correctly.

It had two sheaths for his lekku head tails, and he always wanted those to be put up right.

Soon with his helmet on and the canopy of his vehicle shutting down around him, he forced it to taxi straight out the front of the hangar.

Though he felt absolutely at peace behind the controls as though his spacecraft was soon becoming another extension of himself, all was not well. It hadn't taken him long to monitor communications between the clone troopers, naturally.

As he felt himself pressed back into the seat as his repulsorlifts grew hotter still, he notified of the fact that enemy anti-air defense systems our live. They would have been able to shred up gunships or skiffs easily, so he could only have imagined what they might have done to his Z-95.

His vessel was, of course, a good bit more fragile.

As a result, he gently pressed the controls and maneuvered instead toward the Drop ship location that had broken through for the time being.


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10 Hours prior

After a long day of reading and his daliy duty's as a jedi, Connmar returned to his quarters at the Jedi Temple.

Connmar was reluctant to sleep knowing he would live through his childhood terror again. without being able to change it no matter how many times he tried too change the outcome.

Dream state.

Connmar awake on a planet that seemed strangely familiar. Just a ways off he spots a little boy and begins to make his way to him. "Hello little one do you know what planet were on." the boy just nods his head at connmar. "Well do you know where your home is maybe i can find my awnser there." the boy points too the north "my family lives in a compound not to far from here." connmar bends down too look at the boy but the boy runs away. Connmar turned to find the boy but he had disappered. "That is strange."connmar thought to his self before walking the way the boy pointed.

After a little walk he found the compound the boy spoke of. connmar said to himself "now time to find someone who knows what planet this is." as he about to see if anyone was at the compound. connmar heard a blood curling rawr as he turned around he saw a force user leading a army of lizard creatures. He thought to him self i will not be able to defeat them all but perhaps i could give the inhabitants time to flee. as he turned around to get the inhabitants out, the compound was on fire and everyone was dead except the little boy he saw earlier crying by a mans body. As he raised his light saber and turned to face the army it was gone only the force user remained



connmar readied himself for a battle but the women said " there is no need for the lightsaber im just here to speak with you." Connmar sheathing his lightsaber and said "what do you want dathomirian." the woman replied, " you seem to have a troubled mind i can help you with that but you'll need to betray your order." Connmar replied "ill never betray the order no matter how much you claim you can help me id rather suffer with this the rest of my life now begone with you."



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Master wake up Coruscant is under attack Connmar jumps from his slumber Connmar says "what forces are attacking us" the jedi youngling said."i do not know master im just tasked with making sure everyone is awake." Connmar says "make sure you continue on your task youngling." Connmar thinks to him self "the nightmare was different this time and who that strange women i have to find someone who knows whats going on or at least get a task for myself."

Along his way to find out whats going on he sees Master Windu and Master Obi-Wan talking. Windu calls Connmar too him. As Connmar is approaching Windu and Obi-wan a voice appears in his head "Connmar do the only sensible thing and help me achieve my objective then I can help you with your nightmare's." Connmar grabs his head then whispers " all lies get out off my head." Windu says " what was that about Connmar." Connmar swiftly replies "it was nothing Master Windu." Windu ignores the display he saw seconds before replying to Connmar in a questionable tone "if it was nothing then your tasked to help the team of Jedi Knights defend the outer defenses." Connmar thinks for a second then says " at once Master Windu." before hurrying to his task.

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Republic Airfield: On the outskirts of the Republic position, a flight of Republic Gunships head towards the airfield.

Commander Skywalker, twenty five gunships have joined our flight.” Appo said quickly.

501st?” Anakin asked.

Indeed sir. The boys are ready to play.” Appo joked as their Gunship soared between the massive skyscrapers before lining up a straight shot with the airfield, allowing the ship to begin accelerating to full speed. Behind them trailed twenty five additional gunships that had been sent up from the Cruiser Staging Area. They carried with them seven hundred and fifty clone soldiers of the 501st, with some soldiers from other battalions mixed in. This force was to act as the first of many reinforcement runs to bolster the airfields defenses. The gunships quickly closed the distance, and soon a red light filled the cabin.

Sir, we have a landing area in sight.”Appo spoke as he and the ten other soldiers with him readied their weapons. “It's a ways back from the fighting but that's as close as we're going to get.” Appo spoke as he gripped his hand tightly around the overhead supports

Take us down as-

Incoming!” The pilot shouted as a single red laser bolt slammed into the cheek of the gunships face. Half of the cockpit was blown apart in an instance, sending sparks throughout the consoles of the gunship and the copilot flying out of the opening. Off to the side of the airfield, about a kilometer away from the republic positions, stood a single AAT tank and a small collection of droids in escort.

We hit one?” The commander droid surprisingly spoke. His glowing eyes watched as the Gunship billowed smoke in it's wake as it flew over the Republic Airfield“We hit one! Yay!” He gleefully said as the the droids around him began exchanging high fives and exited cheers. His head clicked back into position, watching the gunships and lining up a second shot when a certain site caught his attention“Uh oh.” The commander sadly said as one of the Gunships broke off from the flight and had begun to hover nearby. “Roger, roger.” Another droid chimed in. “Aim for the gunship, hurry!” The droid ordered as his voice broke. His hands had been placed firmly on his head as he sized up the enemy before him. The gun on the tank first turned horizontal, clanking into position before slowly rising vertically. The Gunship opened fire on the droids, with the pin point lasers cutting through the droids as a Mass-Driver missile slammed into the tank, sending an explosive cloud of fire and shrapnel raining down all around. The clones inside the gunship quickly rappelled down from the gunship, and made their way to defend the flanks.

Sir! I've lost most controls, we're going down.” The pilot panted. A piece of shrapnel could be seen sticking out of his side with soot and with blood gushing from the wound. “I'll try to set her down as softly as I can.

The Gunship limped over the Republic position below as it slowly lost altitude. As it flew dangerously close to the Venators beneath it did the engines go out. The nose pitched hard towards the ground below, with the pilot using every last bit of his strength to keep it from nose diving any further. “Engines gone.” The pilot said as the sound of an engine spinning down was heard as they neared the last of the Venators. “We're going to hit the top of that ship.” He spat out, as a series of coughs stole his voice. Anakin's hand was thrown out quickly. His eyes closed as he began to focus. The front of the ship moaned as the force began to pull it upwards. The pilot watched with a cautious eye as their ship passed mere feet above the top of the Venator. Anakin lost control, hwoever, just after the cleared the finial few inches of the ship. A few seconds later they impacted the ground, aft section first.

Dirt exploded out in front of them as the nose slammed down into the ground. The nose of the craft dug deep into the ground causing a trench to be dug as they skid across the airfield. After a few moments skidding on the airfield, the aircraft turned to the side and flipped. The wing of the Gunship crumpled under the weight of the rest of the ship. A moment later the ship had came to a complete stop just two hundred meters away from their clone positions. While they were safe for now, the enemy was just three hundred meters away and ever gaining.

Everyone ok?” Asked Appo as he stood up in the now sideways Gunship. “Master Skywalker?” He asked as he turned around to see the Jedi Master on the ground with his eyes closed.

He's alive, sir.” A clone medic shouted. “Knocked out is all.

"How?" Appo asked.

"Hit his head off my gun as the nose hit the ground, sir." Another clone replied.

Ok!” Appo shouted as he readied his weapon. “You clones, get outside and defend this gunship. Keep to cover.” He shouted as the clones readily made their ways up and out the open end. He tapped a few buttons on his wrist, causing a channel to be opened with the Clones nearby. “Mayday, mayday, this is Commander CC-1119. Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker's shuttle has been shot down and we are in need of imminent reinforcements.

The clone soldiers were soon joined by Appo as they began to fire on the ever approaching CIS forces as they kept in cover behind their downed Gunship.

- - - - -

The promised one was shot down?” The Blackguard commander spoke as a Droid presented a holomap of the area in front of him.

Roger, roger.” The droid chimed back. “We intercepted a message from a clone. He sounded really scared” The droid informed the Blackguard Elite Wielder.

Good.” He spoke as he moved towards the holotable. “How many Dark Jedi have landed thus far?” He asked.

We have had several additional shuttles drop on the wa-” The droid started.

Not the shuttle count you useless piece of scrap metal.” The Blackguard Commander said as he balled his fists. “How many Dark Jedi?” He asked in a tone that removed all doubt.

Around one thousand sir! Every time we try and count one kills another, so it can be dif-” The droid started.

Good.” He spoke as he pointed with his right hands pointer finger towards the holomap. “Send two hundred down our left flank supported by commando droids. The right flank gets three hundred with Droidekas and Commando droids. Sent what ever mercenaries we have, especially the Gamorreans, down the right flank as well.” He said as he folded his arms behind his back once more. “I expect the enemy will provide quite the fight in the north.

Temple district: Cahcak's army approaches the first of several targets in the Jedi temples anti air grid.


The thunderous sounds of battles being waged off in the distance were music to the ears of Cahcak as she slowly strode out of the shuttle and onto the ground. Being off the shuttle and out of the way of the anti-air cannons was a welcome relief for her. Her head sharply turned to the left, resting there for a second before it quickly turned the other way. After a moment her head slowly moved back to the front, and she began to examine the turret they had landed near. Her eyes fixated on the Jedi that stood at the guard. Beneath her mask her eyes closed, as she raised her right hand up and reached out with the force. She felt confusion, anxiety, fear but above all else she felt the hope that the Jedi's before her clung to. Her eyes quickly shot open as one of the Jedi near the gun felt different.

Not many of those Dark Jedi made it, I was told to expect a small army on arrival.” She spoke. “Run off to play hero have they?” Her form move forward a few feet. Her head locked in on the Jedi, examining him in detail as best she could from this distance.

Around thirty Dark Jedi have indeed run off, from reports many have perished while the remaining few are pushing on the temple as we speak.” One of her fellow Blackguards informed her.

Tell the Mandalorians to keep their distance if they do get engaged.” She said as her face turned slightly to the left. “They are more valuable alive. If those Sith idealist draw the attention of the Jedi Knights before we punch a hole in their gun's then they're as good as dead already.” She finished by turning her head back towards the Jedi. A smirk crossed her face. He was different from the rest of the order, that much was certain. And he was plagued by dreams of monsters in the night. She would try and break his will to the order.

Take the shuttles and execute the attack on the secondary grid.” She said as she turned towards her fellow Blackguard named Kham. “Have you got conformation from the Mandalorian named Ardur, is he and his forces in position?” She asked.

We're in position, ma'am.” A voice over her comms spoke. “One kilometers out and high up. We got you covered.

Good.” She replied “Anyone closer?” She asked.

Yes ma'am. Thirty Neo-Crusaders have been moved within five hundred meters and are to remain hidden until you call.” The voice responded.

Good.” She replied once again. “Kham” She said as she looked at the Blackguard standing next to her. “Take what forces we have here, I would like to have a conversation with that Jedi.” She said as her head turned once more to face the Jedi with the short hair and rugged face. “I think we can have quite the conversation.” She said as she sat down on the ground.

And if he refuses to listen?” Kham asked.

Then I will kill him, now go.” She said as she began meditating. Her body began floating off the ground as she embraced the force.

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While Serlena and her troops went on the counter attack, she could hear the sound of gunships approach the airfield. Though she wasn't sure how useful those clones would be if they couldn't get to the airfield, since the droids had anti-air set up, along with tanks and other things that would make it difficult to get into the airfield. Yet any help would be great, as she and her troops were heavily out numbered, almost a hundred to one it seems.

Serlena's counter attack didn't get that far, they only made it about thirty meters before they had to find cover once more. Making the woman cruse under her breath, she then looked right and left to see that all the clones that were with her had made it this far. "Alright! We made it this far, keep your head low and don't do anything dumb, we can probably all make it out of this alive!" She yelled out to her troops, before placing two fingers against the side of her helmet to check on the others. "How are the snipers and rockets?" She asked, before having to duck down to avoid being shot and killed. A-2 then reported in. "We're all still alive and kicking, but we'll have to move soon, though we have taken out a few of there tanks and good amount of the supers." The female clone said, before she took a few more shots. Serlena took in a breath, before nodding. "Alright, don't stay any longer then you should, If they start to get close, run for hanger 55. There are some of us there working on a few AT-AT's they'll probably need your help to run them."

"Understood ma'am, we'll pull out soon." A-2 said, while reloading her rifle.

"A-15, how are those AT-AT's coming? We're going to need them pretty soon!" Serlena yelled into her mic, before taking a few shots at the incoming droids.

"Just a little longer! The controls are offline, but I think we can... Got it! We are up and running!" The man yelled into the mic, before eh started to shout orders at the others in the hanger.

"Prefect, get out here as fast as you can. A-2, you and the others head to the hanger now! I don't want any of those AT-AT's under maned. You hea-" Serlena was cut off as the sound of a crashing gunship could be heard. Though Serlena wasted no time and kept talking after it. "Get those AT-AT's moving now, we may have to help out a few others." She said.

It seemed that Serlena called what they would have to do, as a few moments after she stopped her orders, a mayday came over the mic.

"This is Lieutenant A-1 of regiment Reaper, we hear you, we are by the souther hangers. If you could tell me where you are or what hanger you're by. I'm sure we can come and help, we got a few AT-AT's that should be joining the battle as well. Do you copy CC-1119?"

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The feeling of heavy acceleration always had a tendency to be a big influence on anyone no matter how experienced that they had become. That didn't mean that Xon at all couldn't have taken this. Even if he wasn't a user of the almighty Force, then he was still a very trained pilot. Nevertheless, being the pilot of a spacecraft that he had modified in such a way was still quite intense, even for someone like him.

Despite the fact that he probably could have made claims such as stating that only a Jedi would have ever been able to use his customized Z-95, he never would have even if they could have been proven true. First off, he doubted that they would have been. Nevertheless, one of the Jedi virtues that he had adhered so closely to was the one regarding humility. That was probably one of the more important ones that many people forgot, but he wouldn't have admonished too many about it because it would have tarnished his own reputation for adhering to the precepts of it.

Irrespective of any of this, he simply focused instead on piloting the craft. That was an easy enough choice considering that being behind the controls like this meant that a great deal of focus was necessarily employed. Actually, there was some sort of nothingness or formless aspect of piloting a vehicle like this really. He didn't know what it was, or more accurately the Twi'lek found it very difficult to put into words.

Nevertheless, he knew exactly what it felt like to be in the so-called zone.

...and he knew what it felt like to kill dispassionately with the push of a button, even if what you were killing was little more than a hulk of metal and electronic components. While many might have said that separatist forces had no souls, he wasn't entirely sure of that considering that those machines seemed to have all the ability to think when you actually got to know them.

Though he was carrying out operations somewhat independently for the time being, it looked as though the 501st was starting to get involved. That was a good sign, though he honestly wished that no one else had had to risk his or her lives in any of this. Too many good boys had already gone down in the fighting, and he didn't want there to be any more of them.

Sometimes, though, it seemed that the prayers a Jedi directed toward an impersonal and abstract Force just fell on deaf ears. It leant one to ask if the Force even really had ears with which to listen.

Shoving these thoughts from out of his mind as best as he could, the Twi'lek heavily grasped the joystick of his craft and rotated the flight pattern in the opposite direction as best as he could have. He was going to do everything he could to aid in those currently fighting by acquisitioning some ground targets in turn.


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As Connmar approached his assignment he had to wonder what other Jedi would be there to help him defend the anti air gun. Connmar had been on a few assignments but this was like nothing he ever experienced. He also felt excitement but he also felt fear for the first time since his childhood. this was due to the fact that he did not know what to do in the current situation.


As Connmar neared the anti air defense position he could make out two figures. One he recognized immediately it was Maris Brood. the other he hasn't meet yet the Jedi Temple grounds, were large he wasnt surprised that he didn't know the other Jedi. Maris noticed her old Friend almost as quickly as Connmar did.


she yelled to Connmar, "Connmar my old friend what are the Chance's we were assigned to the same anti air gun."Connmar now sure that it was Maris began to quicken his pace yelling back, "Quite large apparently and who is the fellow with you." Maris waited for Connmar to get next to the guns before saying, "this young man is my newly appointed apprentice" the apprentice replied "pleased to meet you Connmar i was just discussing my boredom with my master i wish something exciting would happen." Maris replied swiftly, " watch what you wish for it might actually happen th..." She was cut off in the middle of her sentence by a powerful presence felt nearby.


Connmar grabbed his lightsaber and said quietly, "do you feel that." Then both Maris and her apprentice said yes. Maris making fun of her apprentice said ,"see what you done you asked for something to happen and it happened" Connmar immediately responded, "this is no laughing matter Maris" Maris's Apprentice asked, "what are we supposed to do" Connmar and Maris both responded " we wait"

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At the turret: The calm before the storm.

So you prefer to wait.” Cahcak spoke in an irritated voice as she remained levitated off the ground.

Through the force she could feel the Jedi standing around the turret. The air around them oozed with personality. One the young apprentice, both nervous and excited at the prospect of battle. Another the young apprentices master, weary at the uncertainty yet steadfast in her dedication to the Jedi order and her fellow Jedi. The third was a man plagued by himself, ripe with fear each and every night as the terrors took hold of his mind, yet he was also powerful. Those same terrors that plagued his mind in the night allowed him to face the uncertainty of today with both vigor and strength.

Her thoughts moved through the small group of Jedi's before she returned her thoughts back to herself. A noise began to gradually grow louder from the north, from her guess it was a twin engine gunship.

Ardur, do you have a count on how many Clone soldiers are currently around the turret?” Cahcak asked.

A brief static sound emanated from her headset, filling her head for a few seconds. “We count zero clones but we have eyes on a Republic Gunship inbound. Best guess is it's filled with thirty clones set to reinforce the turret.” Ardur finally responded.

When will they arrive?” She asked.

They are ten seconds out.” He responded.

Cahcak paused as she allowed her eyes to open. She watched as the craft came flying in fast from in front of her, before slowing and eventually touching down to the side of the defensive installation. Ardur was correct, as thirty clones quickly disembarked from the craft and rushed over the short walls and took up defensive positions along the perimeter. After a brief second had passed, one managed to spot Cahcak in the field and soon she felt the barrels of many guns on her as well as the weary eyes of the Jedi.

I think they see you.” Ardur spoke.

What gave you that thought?” Cahcak responded with an amused tone.

Plan?” Ardur asked.

I will force a dialogue with the Jedi.” Cahcak said as she ceased her levitating and slowly descended back to the ground. She again began to reach out with the force, this time with her hand outstretched in front of her. She focused her energy on the apprentice, quickly wrapping around him with her force powers. A small smile spread across her face as a cascade of fear began to fill the mind of her target. Before he could speak a word to his masters, Cahcak ripped her outstretched hand back and with it pulled the apprentice with it.

The boy crashed into the ground about thirty meters away from where he had just stood, hitting hard on his back before tumbling an additional ten meters before sliding to a stop on his back. The young kid groaned in pain as he slowly tried to pull his body up while reaching for his Lightsaber. Yet his body ceased its moving as his ears picked up the sound of a Lightsaber being ignited. His eyes slowly opened as he caught the sight of a single Lightsaber glowing with a wicked red fire just inches from his throat.

Don't move.” Cahcak commanded.

They boy winced in pain from his tumble across the ground but obeyed.

I am not here to kill you.” Her voice muffled by her helmet. “I am here to have a discussion with your masters. Stay still, and don't do anything stupid, and you will live. Your life hangs in the balance, young Jedi. It'll do you well to head my warning.” She finished speaking by turning her head back to the turret. She knew she had their full and undivided attention. Her free hand raised up and motioned for the Jedi to come towards her.

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At the airfield: Appo holds the line.

This is CC-1119, hear you loud and clear.” Appo shouted over the mic. “We have crashed about two hundred meters ahead of your forward positions. We are currently past the hangars and out in the open, how copy?” Appo finished.

Sir!” CT-1152 shouted.

Go!” Appo responded back.

Enemy tanks in the open, approaching on our position fast.” CT-1152 shouted.

Get whatever heavy weaponry we have online and fast.” Appo responded. “We need to wait for reinforcements to retreat but until then we hold our ground!” He pulled himself out of cover, fired off a few shots, before retreating back as a cascade of blaster fire hit his position.

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At the airfield: A bold move by the enemy.

Sir!” A B1 command droid shouted. “Enemy clones are counter attacking the center!” His voice rose as it spoke.

Show me.” The Blackguard commander shouted.

The droid quickly pulled up the holomap once more. He typed in a command to the console, causing the map to focus in on the immediate front line of the two forces. As the commander looked around the field of battle he noticed that his tanks were getting destroyed at a rate too high for his plan to work.

Show me who is killing these tanks.” He commanded as he put his arms behind his back once more.

The droid quickly typed into his console once more. The map once again focused in and was centered on a small squad of clones spread out in-front of the main body. He noticed that they had pushed about thirty meters towards the downed shuttle. He watched as rocket fire and snipers worked from cover, quickly dispatching both tanks and their commanders.

Interesting.” He spoke. “Send a small force of twenty Dark Jedi down the center led by Vhale.” He spoke, referencing his second in command the Elite Wilder named Ha'van Vhale. “Have them breach the enemies lines, and attempt to disrupt that rocket fire long enough for our tanks to push further. Have them expect high casualties

Sir, we also have reports of a lone Jedi in a modified Headhunter Starfighter flying around as well.” The B1 gleefully informed the Blackguard.

Away from the others is it?” The commander asked.

Indeed sir!” The B1 chimed back.

Keep me informed of his moves, if he strays far from the pack we will find a way to bring him down.”

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Elsewhere: A bleak situation turns dire.

Around the edges of the airfield, out of range of the tanks and the soldiers fighting bitterly to take it, side battles began to pop up as the Dark Jedi pushed through the once busy streets. The clones there were no match for these small hordes, as they were undermanned and out positioned. Ahead of the Dark Jedi forces, however, clones had already begun digging in and preparing defensive positions in the buildings lining the streets. These were in turn reinforced by a few Jedi Knights and their padawans. But these would be a mere hurdle for the hordes of mercenaries.

If the airfield was to hold, than the flanking forces would need to be dealt with once way or another.

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Moment's passed before Maris said something to break the death like silence, "i hope the clones i asked for reinforcements get here soon this could go very bad very quickly." Connmar surprised responded, " the mighty Maris wants clones to hurry up and arrive." Maris smirked then shoot back at Connmar as quickly as possible " i thought this wasn't the time for jokes." As Maris finished her remark the sound of ship thrusters where heard

As the ship touched down about 30 clone troopers disembark The vessel and took up defensive positions one trooper walked to the Jedi then said " CL-18 reporting for duty you can call me Ace which of you are in charge." Maris thinks for a second before addressing Connmar as the leader of the three. As Connmar was about to speak one of the troopers yelled "lieutenant theres seems to be a dathomirian about 50 meters to the north." Ace responds " alright boys prep for a engagement."

All the clones aim towards the dathomirian. Before anyone can say anything else Maris's apprentice is ripped towards the dathomirian. then after a few seconds she waves to the Jedi to as if she wanted to meet them face to face. Connmar is instantly reminded of his dream earlier when he sees the Dathomirian Maris asked "what do we do Connmar your the tactic expert" Connmar responds by telling Ace" if a fight breaks out dont hesitate to fire on her" Maris says "but were likely to die as well as her" followed by Ace "but sir you might be hit in the crossfire" as Connmar begins to walk towards the Dathomirian he says "well its a good day to die isn't it." Maris shakes her head and follows behind Connmar.

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"This is A-1, we copy. I'll let you boys know when we're coming towards to. So just sit tight and try not to get your selves shot." Serlena said, before she stood up and took a few shots her self. Once she was back behind cover she looked to her troops. "Alright, we just have to hold on for a few more minutes and then we should be good and have our selves a few tanks. Also, the one with the lest amount of clackers killed pays for drinks tonight!" She yelled out, her troops having out cheers and the such, before they set back up.

As Serlena and the others waited for the next wave of droids to appear, she could hear the sound of heavy boots marching against the pavement. "Hold it, someone give me eyes on whys coming near." She said into her mic, a few seconds later she got a response. "It looks like.. A group of Jedi?" A-16, a female soldier said. But Serlena knew better then that. "Those aren't no Jedi, those are dark Jedi.. They started training as Jedi but gave into the dark side. Luckily for us most have never finished there training, meaning they don't block to well. So just keep shooting at them and they should drop. They also are as trained in the force, so you can keep them at a distance or throw a grande and you should be fine." Right after she said, the others started to shoot at the dark Jedi.

"CC-1119, if you can hear us, we have a small problem. The enemy has dark Jedi, I have no dubets we can take them down, but we may be held back a few moments. If you have a chance, you should move to a hanger. It will be much easier to defend in one, and maybe you'll find a nice AT-TE. A-1 out."

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They had always said that a Jedi should feel neither love nor hate. That was very true with the Twi'lek at this point. He was approaching this situation from an extremely detached point of view. While he detested the very idea of a war, he also recognized the logic of self-defense. Considering his skill in taking out the ground targets that he now was engaged with, it wouldn't have at all looked like he was anything more than a warrior anyway.

On the other hand, he didn't hate doing this either since he really did realize just how vital it was for the people here to defend themselves against a threat. This was a defensive conflict. They didn't start the war. That meant that they all had a right to defend themselves.

This sort of detached point of view typified what he was feeling at the moment even as he blasted through yet another one of the hovering tank units that the separatist troops seemed to send here. He wasn't sure of all of the politics of it really. Juvenal had heard them called the separatists since they had wanted to break away. Some reports were using the term the Confederacy of Independent Systems. There was the Techno Union and even other monikers. He guessed that none of these political aspects mattered.

What mattered right now was that he was living in a kill-or-be-killed scenario that could have easily cost him his life if he didn't make exactly the right move at the right time.

Suddenly his thoughtful detachment was interrupted by a call over the radio system in his helmet.

"It sounds like you're involved in a pretty big white-knuckle firefight."

Juvenal finally allowed himself a sign of emotion. Offering no one in particular beside himself a smirk, he leaned back into his seat and continued to maneuver the controls of his spacecraft as though they were nothing.

"Irrelevant; I always have white knuckles."


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