Part II

Doyle and the Marines burst into Rachel's home. She was sitting on a chair but jumped up at the intrusion

"You are wanted by the New Order for treason against the government and harbouring New Order fugitives" Doyle said harshly, "take her away"

"Oh Crap..." Said Davies...

"What?" Said I...

"Rachel was detained..."

"What?"

At Rachel's home...

"What?" Started she... "Who're you talking about?"

"How do you know it's a person?" Asked some guard

"Duh! He just said 'I harboured some fugitive'... I might have blond hairs mixed with brown ones, but, I'm not dumb!"

well, that's not entirely with my character, especially considering I just said "take her away"

Soz... edited...

Doyle and the Marines returned to the drop ship, Rachel struggling to no avail. They entered and the ship lifted off.

"I may not be able to find the Nightcrawler, but they can certainly find me," he thought to himself, a small smile creeping its way onto his face.

Onboard the Nightcrawler, the engines had been fixed. It was now on its 3 day journey, leaving behind all the worries of the resistance. Cross was running around the ship, fixing various things, Praylyn was patroling empty corridors with Satchwell, and Barret and Dukes were checking the equipment.
Bayhes was on the bridge, sitting in the pilots chair, looking for a shorter route.
When it became apparent there wasn't one, he thought to himself "Well, at least this way Doyle is going to get pissed waiting."

"They're going to pay for that..." Was I thinking... "They will regret that..."

Davies entered into the room I was...

"We've rescued Addar sucessfully..." Said Davies... "We're going to attempt disabling the Order's Flagship... We will then try to rescue her..."

"You've all my support, sir..." Said I... "I will join you, but please, first rescue her..."

"Alright, youngman..."

Doyle entered control and looked around.

"Bring us up to alert level 2, we should expect company in the near future" Doyle said. He then went up and sat in his chair

Then a small trasport ship pulled out of FTL. "Prepair weapons" Doyle said.
"Sir, the ship is hailing us"
"On screen" Doyle said

"Capitan Doyle, hold you fire, this is Addar of the royal guards. Confirmation code ACH-32, I have a message to deliver to you in person. From lord Severus."

"Sir, his code checks out." a man on the bridge said

"Come aboard bay 3." Doyle said

"Aye, Docking now" Addar replied
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Doyle met Addar at bay 3

"Give me the message he said"
I handed him a holo-disk with the message disk on it.

"I understand that in your recent encounter some prisoners escaped. This is Addar of the Royal Guards. I went to some trouble obtaining him but it was worth it. He is not only a Guard but a Capitan Guard. I am assign him to the security detail of your ship. Put him to good use." then Severus'es voice cut out.

"Reporting for duty sir." I said "I am awaiting your orders"

(AHHAHAHAHAHHAHHHHAHAHHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAAA! I found a way to re-enter! General chat if you dislike.)

(in the future, please avoid auto-playing that much of a character that isn't yours, let the person playing them deal with things, ie, you post: A small ship exits FTL near the crimson fire", then I post and so on and so forth. Don't edit your post you have now, but keep it in mind for the future)

(Sorry, I try not to auto play that much. I will keep it in mind more in the future)

Van Toren continued to convulse on the table as Jacquelyn held down his arms. He started coughing and spurts of blood dribbled out his mouth as his lungs tried to clear themselves of the liquids in them

She watched with interest, hoping she wouldn't have to do this all over again." She sat Toren up, and one of the medical personell gave him a few pats on the back.

Van Toren finally stopped coughing and was breathing deeply. He looked around nervously

"Wh-where am I?"

"Your on Doyle's ship. He shot you in the head when we were excaping. The others escaped on the Nightcrawler, but I don't know if they got far away or not." Jaquelyn let go, sitting down.

(It wasn't 'The Scarlet Fire', btw?)

"We're ready to try to rescue her..." Said Supreme Commander Davies... "Addar has resumed it's way, but we've rescued an important Rebel strategist that will be using an strategy that they will never remember..."

"Do they know him?"

"No... they will never guess..." Said Davies... "And when I say never, it's really never..."

*well DW never mind my last post*

*can I play another character like you DW*?

*like I'll sitll play Vex*

no

alright.

Doyle entered the cell and opened the bars. He took off Vex's restraints

"I need you now," Doyle said. He nodded to two guards who grabbed Vex by the arms.
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Van Toren looked at Jacquelyn

"I don't understand, the others? What, what is this place, what am I doing here...and who are you?"

"I can't really say anything about your past... but your name is Van Toren... that is all I really know.." She placed her palm to her forehead and sighed. This was just great...

Vex didn't struggle as the two marines grabbed him by the arms. He went swifly and let them "drag" him along with the Admiral out of the Medical Bay.

"Time to prove myself worthy", Vex thought.

Davies had brought me into what he called a "Command Frigate"...

"And what exactly is a 'Command Frigate'?" Asked I...

"It's a normal Frigate, that, instead of being equiped with a Area Jamming Device, it's equiped with a top-notch sensor array..." Said Davies... "And by the way... It's your first command..."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You will lead the rescue mission on 'The Scarlet Fire'. You will be followed by two battleships, three battlecruisers, and an handfull of cruisers and frigates... We also have an aircraft carrier in the vacinity to help you against enemy strike craft... And a lot of jamming frigates so they can't detect our aproach..."

"A full fleet against a single ship... Tricky..." Said I... "And the main assault?"

"We will be able to force a New Order retreat from the sector by the time you rescue her..." Said Davies...

"Tricky..."

Vex looked at Doyle. He had been pulled out of the Med Bay and into a poorly lit hallway.

He glanced at Doyle. His face was impassive, and Vex couldn't read any expression from it.

He said to him," So, How may I be of service?

"Owww...my head..."
The last thing I could remember was hearing something exploded before being unconscious.

Everything was dark. I tried to say hello but no one responded.

Jaquelyn stood up and walked around the room, moving over to the closet and rummaging through it, tossing a few clothes to Van Toren. "You might want to put those on.. it'd be hard to explain to everyone why your running around the ship in your birthday suit." She sat in a chair in the corner and flipped open her laptop and began to tap away at the keyboard.

Doyle and Valkyrie entered command

"Have our ships arrived yet?" Doyle asked. The tactical officer shook his head
"No sir, they still have another fifteen minutes before arrival. Sir, if it's only the Nightcrawler we're after, we do we need an attack group?" The officer asked

"Because, I have just kidnapped someone very special to a member of the rebellion, we can expect anything!" Doyle turned to Vex, "You know the drill, take her, hide her, we'll rendezvous later. That way, we still have our bargaining chip, now don't get caught!"

I was asleep in my guard qourters when i started dreaming. I entered the dream world again.

"You have forgotten, my son."

"Yes i know father." I replied

"And do you know what you forgot?" He asked

"I do not"

"then remember." he said

I was caught in a blinding white light and i remembered every thing i had ever forgotten in any lifetime.

"One last thing. You are not alone."

I remembered one more thing before i woke. Then I immediately rushed to cell block 3, keeping my discise as a guard.

The fleet was now ready to jump into battle... The entire sector was thirling with jamming fields, causing miss calculations of jumps everywhere... unless you where rebel... We had our arses covered for now...

"Lt. David, give the order to jump to the fleet..." Said I... "Supreme Commander Davies said to begin the operation liberation..."

"Aye, sir..."

The already charged FTL drives initiated and the several ships disappeared in several flashes... The Order would only know what happened when the entire operation is finished...

"Ah, dear. How many of us will be dead in a matter of hours?" mused Ioan to himself

"Yes, sir", Vex replied.

He motioned toward two marines, and they surprisingly followed him. "Lead the way to this...girl", Vex uttered, and the marines took the lead.

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Vex walked in a dimly lit room.

"Lights"

A marine flipped a switch.

As the light snapped on, Vex knew who she was looking at.........and she was not a valuable member of the Rebellion.......she was an extremely valuable member.......although he did not know her name.

Vex's eyes looked up and met the girl's....

"So, wha'ts your name" he asked.

The Nightcrawler reaced its destination. The planet was in sight. It was a barren place, it looked like a desert, except the sand was black making the planet hard to see.
"Well here we are...No sign of any New Order ships. Thats odd, thought there would be at least a couple here." Said Cross as he read the scanner
"Lets hope that they just forgot to come today. Take us down." Replied Bayhes.
The ship entered the planets atmosphere, slowly descending towards the ground. Directly beneath it lay a large landing pad, but most of it was covered with the sand. The ship touched down, and activated its floodlights, as the one on the pad did not seem to work. By this time, Bayhes had already met up with his team in the ships main entrance.
"And that is touchdown. Alright. Heres the plan. We move out to the complex, obviously. Dukes, Satchwell, you guard the ship. The rest of you, follow me and stick together. You wander off, you made your choice and we won't go find you. You have all heard the stories, and we are about to find out the truth behind them, and I would rather this story had a ending that didn't involve anyones deaths. Ok, lets go"
Bayhes walked out of the exit and onto the ground below. He realised this wasnt normal sand, the colour not the only reason for being so. It was brittle, and in small solid chunks. He looked up and moved towards the complex. It towered above them, causing a feel of unease and intimidation. It was dark - there were floodlights and searchlights pointing outwards, all off. The gate was closed, turret emplacements left unmanned, and abandoned vehicles scattered the outside area. As they reached the gate, it became apparent that it had been sealed from the outside - metal had been welded across to prevent the door from opening.
"Well, looks like these guys don't like sightseers." Remarked Barret as he started taking out explosive charges. "This will let them know we don't knock quietly."
They backed to the side and Barret detonated the charges. The welded metal was blasted off in a cloud of smoke, and the gate slowly began to open.
"Hey, the gates moving on its own...I think they heard that Barret." Said Praylyn as he moved in to the now exposed courtyard.
The courtyard was different to the outside - For one, the areas that were black were obviously caused by weapons fire. Security jeeps lay across the area, all derilect and rusted. Bodies littered the area, which had been there long enough to be reduced to nothing but darkened skeletons. Weapons were scattered around, either broken, empty or waiting for their next user to pick them up. Old transport shuttles, military and civilian lay around, with the crew and evacuees still occupying them.
"Holy shit..What happened here?" Muttered Cross, carefully walking over a body.
"Haven. Thats what. And guess what too, we came here to find it." Replied Bayhes
"What? We came to find it and bring it back?"
"Yeah"
"Haven? The thing that single handedly killed around 1000 people here? The thing that made this entire system go under quarentine? The thing that we don't even know what it really is or capable of? You want to bring that onto our barely working ship, travel several days with it locked in a cargo bay and then release it to have its full cooperation? That really sounds like a good idea to you?" Said Praylyn, rounding on Bayhes
"This is why we call you the pessimest. We have to get this thing. And yes, we do have to take it with us, and yes, it did do this all on its own. Now stop bitching and go face your worst nightmares and get killed then forgotten about like these guys did." Bayhes shoved Praylyn towards the entrance, which stood open, almost waiting for them to enter it.

James was on the ship, walking around, very tired form all of the battling the last few days, he tripped, his head hit off of a metal fixture on the ship, and he went into a coma.

My ship exited FTL nearby a jamming cluster... the 'Scarlet Fire' didn't detected the appearence of the "Light and Spirit", the name of my frigate... It was alone, with it's defenses powered down...

"Fleet, get ready to jump-in with weapons at the ready... Their power and comunications systems are priority..." Said I, to the ships that were at the border of the system, covered by more jamming frigates...

"Aye, sir... Drives powered up and engaging in 3, 2, 1..."

The ships went to FTL, with me watching from my ship... "Good Luck..."

Doyle sat in his chair, his nerves tingling. It was time

"Where the hell are our ships?!" Doyle asked impatiently

"Not here yet sir, another two minutes according to calculation. I don't see the rush" an officer replied

"You fool, two minutes may be too late!" Doyle clenched his fist angrily.

"Ah, detecting jump exits now Admiral, our ships are....wait"

Doyle leaned forward, then sprang into action
"Full battlestations! Deploy fighter squads 1 through ten! Main Batteries, open fire on the nearest targets!"

The battlefleet already had took providences against the reaction of Doyle... The flak cruisers were taking out the squadrons as badly as they exited the hangars... The Battlecruisers were toring apart the 'Scarlet Fire' platting with their powerfull beam weapons, and the battleships were preventing them from launching nukes with their strategic missile defenses... The 'Scarlet fire' was in a pretty hard trouble, and their so called "reinforcements" were also engadging in a battle with another fleet...

"Sir, how's the overhall of the operation?" Asked I on the Intercom to Davies... Hoping to recieve nice news on the liberation of the sector...

Sparks flew from command, lights flickered, consoles exploded. Doyle pounded his fist on his chair

"Dammit, we're the frigging capital ship, you are all incompetent!" Doyle yelled. Something exploded behind Doyle's head and he ducked as sparks flew. "All right, change of tactics, we're not taking any more of a beating, EMP weapons online, fire a pulse at the battle cruisers, that should shut down their energy weapons!"

The tactical officer nodded. A semi transparent pulse wave eminated from the Scarlet Fire. The rebellion battlecruisers jolted in space and their energy weapons were now useless. Doyle jumped up from his chair. "Now focus all weapons on the battleships, beam weapons only, fire!"

The Scarlet Fire opened fire with energy beam weapons, tearing chunks out of the battleships. One battleship's engines erupted as they overloaded from the beam weapon. Doyle saw his chance. "Tactical Nukes, take out as many of them as you can!"

The Scarlet Fire launched several nukes at the battleships. The battleships took out some of the nukes, but were too pre-occupied with the beam weapons to get all. Two of the battleships were hit and destroyed instantly.

"This is why you don't take on the experience of a fleet admiral!" Doyle muttered.
"Set up a cross fire in front of the launch bays, give our fighters some room to launch!" Doyle commanded.

The Scarlet Fire begin firing standard missiles to compensate for the enemies flak. Some of the fighter squads made their way out and began attacking the smaller ships.

"We're having a spot of bother at the moment. Seems their whole Western Fleet was here too, so we're badly outnumbered. But don't worry about us old chap, you just get on with your job!"

A console beeped on command.

"Valkyrie's away sir! Our scramblers blocked his signal, they don't even know he left the ship! (take the hint J, you didn't see him)" an officer piped up

"All right, prep FTL, we're getting out of here! Navigator, have you finished yet?" Doyle asked

"Yes sir, I have it!" she replied

"Good, Jump, now!" Doyle commanded.

In the midst of the battle, the Scarlet Fire suddenly disappeared as it jumped away.

"Sir, this is Borrego..." Said I... "The 'Scarlet Fire' made a blind jump to escape from here, and our support fleet reports it had neutralized their Reinforcements... Do you need any help?"

Van Toren swung his legs around the bed. Jacquelyn was sitting across from him. He tried standing up. His legs were shaky, felt like he'd never used them before. He held the bed for support, but stumbled. Jacquelyn jumped up and held onto his arms to help support him.

"I'm fine," he said. She slowly let go. Suddenly the ship rumbled and shook from the attack. Jacquelyn fell into Van Toren and Van Toren fell back onto the bed with Jacquelyn in his lap.

What remained of my fleet appeared nearby what looked to be an 'Fortress Assault' deathmatch... The rebel fleet was already boarding the station... "Must be the only place were the battle for the sector is going on well." thought I...

"This is the 'Light and Spirit'..." Said I... "We're here to reinforce your position..."

"No need to..." Said the commander of the assault fleet... "We're about to finish the job here, so... Better you go ahead before the guys with a real problem get owned... We'll go behind..."

"Roger that..." Said I... "Navigation, jump to the next coordinate..."

And the fleet followed us...

"Destral, I thought you comited suicide like the others?(will expand on later).... Never mind, ill ask later were getting out of here." I Opened the lock on the cell and an alarm started going off. "Great, now they will now you've escaped. Come on, there is someone else we need to pick up. There is a shuttle in bay 4 that has supplies, defensive weapons, and shields. It should hold all of us." Then I realized that I've seen this before, except in 3rd person, from my original life "Find Van Torren and Jaqulin. They should be on 3rd deck. One more thing, This is our last encounter. I saw this when we were ascended, this is my last adventure and it ends here. I will help you in any way i can from here, Go!"

It was then that some one came around the corner. He radioed to the bridge "Sir, I know who relised Destral, It was that guard, Addar"

"Crap! Admiral Ackbar, pull out your ships and reinforce squadron eight!"
Davies was paced around his bridge, motivating his men. They had all done well; the fleet had done superbly, yet they still were under huge pressure. Somehow, they had managed to find the largest group of New Order ships in the whole galaxy, and Ioan didn't like it. Someone must have told them they were coming.

I grabbed my cloak from my cell and quickly put it on. Then I stepped out of my cell, glaring at Addar. Addar ran towards the shuttlebay, and I slowly followed, not bothering to look back for enemy guards.

We we moving to third deck to look for Van Torren when We were stopped by a group of guards. They recognized me and then got the radio call to stop me at any cost. I turned to Destral "Go find Torren and get off this ship. Ill stop these guards. " Destral continued the search and after minutes of fighting there were 5 guards dead on the ground. I moved toward the engine room.

I looked back at Addar, nodded with a (very) small gesture of "thanks," and relying on pure instinct, proceeded to the medical bay.

Stuff were going well, and the smallest engadgements were already figured out... Now, we were ready to help Davies fleet...

"Prepare for jumping into a fierce battle." Said I to the tactical...~

"Aye, sir..."

"Comm and navigation..." Started I... "Get ready to jump..."

"Aye, sir..."

"Jump!"

The fleet jumped into a close battle... They were outnumbered 1 to 3... Now the odds were balanced...

Vex turned around and stared at his prisoner.

"We've just cleared the Scarlet Fire. You have two options. 1. Coorperate, and we can make this trip pleasant.....or....you can resist to no avail. Your choice", Valkyrie said sternely.

"Again, I don't know what you're talking about!" Said Rachel...

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The hostile battleships were neutralized by a combination of energy weapons and gauss cannons... Only a few cruisers and destroyers remained...

"Their insistence in building Battleships only and forgetting the Battlecruiser class was good for us..." Was I thinking... "Cheaper and with equivalent firepower... That's a good combo!"

"Sir! Hostile Fleet is retreating..." Said the sensors officer...

"Let them... If they want to jump to inside a star..." Said I...

"Sir, what's remaining in the sector, for us?" Asked I to the Supreme Commander...