Invasion Battle for Balance Chapter II — GA invasion of DE held Tython

[Abraxas Colt]

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Tags:

[DE] Joseph Torson | Tibera Jessen ​

[GA] Corazona von Ascania | Kahlil Noble | Mahsa | Ran Serys | Zaiya Ceti ​

[TARGET] Pal Veda ​

Location: Portal Facility

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Pal Veda was a hard man to track. The storm commando was impressed, he'd admit that - but Abraxas was trained to hunt down deadlier quarry than an Alliance proxy. It wouldn't be long before Darkstar was close again to his target. The turbolift shaft was empty by the time Brax reached it, but that only meant Veda had scurried deeper into the station.

"Team Aurek, report," Brax said. The communicator inside his helmet relayed a trooper's voice. "1256 is clear."

"Team Besh?" Another trooper responded, "1257, clear."

"Team Cherek." This time, Brax simply stated it. But unlike the first pair of teams, Cherek did not return his hail. "Team Cherek, report." He quickened his pace, turning from the turbolifts and moving toward Cherek's last known position. He attempted a third and final time to procure a sitrep, but their comms were dead. 'I've got you, Veda,' the commando thought bitterly.

"All teams to the control center! We've got a rat inside." Abraxas moved quickly, flanked by four troopers and several security droids.

They arrived minutes after the control room went dark. The incapacitated troopers of the third patrol team, Cherek, lay outside the heavy doors. "Get those open," the commando ordered, and the troopers immediately set to work with fusion cutters. Two of them began melting through the metal while the others stood with blasters trained on the door. The security droids came next, towering ominously over the Imperials.

Sparks showered on the reflective flooring as they sliced, carving away until finally, with a satisfying thoom, a man-sized chunk of metal slammed down. In a single cohesive motion, the fusion cutters moved back so the pair of armed troopers and security droids could rush into the room. Abraxas was right behind them, and his face twisted into a grim smile when he saw Pal Veda in the center of the chamber. The troopers spread out, their blasters pointed at the spacer scum as they panned the room.

"I've got you now, Captain Veda," Brax said. He glared at the man through his visor. "You sent me down with Admiral Sularen's ship, but you will not do the same with this station." If the spacer didn't remember him by his armor alone, Brax's threat would certainly jog Pal's memory.

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

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Allies: Kahlil Noble Ran Serys Zaiya Ceti Mahsa Pal Veda Amelia von Sorenn
Enemies: Nulgath Zardai Joseph Torson Tibera Jessen Abraxas Colt

Noise. So much noise.

The din of battle, she shrieking of zombies, the crumpled husk of a man begging for his life - it all had her head thundering in her skull.

"You… you don't understand!" he rasped, his voice cracking. "I… I cannot control them… I never could! They… they're coming! You—"

He gasped, pain and terror blending as he scrambled to sit up. "You need me! You need me to survive what's coming!"

She'd never witnessed a fall from grace so quickly, so thoroughly. Blue eyes stared down into green, finding the least of all things she expected in his frantic gaze. Humanity.

His green gaze met Cora's, wild and pleading, the horror of his own failure reflected in his eyes. "I was the tether… I was the link! Without me, they are free! The Sickness… it spreads—it's already spreading! The station… the tunnels… it's too late. You cannot stop it… not without me!! Please List-en! LISTEN!" His voice was rising, almost hysterical, the weight of his lost power crashing down on him like a tidal wave. Yet still he attempted to position himself in a place of power. When he had none. It felt useless. The effort akin to climbing up Virdugo Plunge of Naboo. Against currents.

He backed further away, shaking his head, his hands trembling. "You don't know what I've done… what's coming. You think you hate me? You don't know!" His breath hitched as he shuddered. "They are coming for everything. You… me… they will take us all."

His voice broke into a low, desperate whimper. "I… I need to live. I need to live. Without me… you all will die!"

Cora swept her saber forward for a decapitating strike. This creature had twisted so many lives into grotesque fodder, and had been poised to continue onward without remorse. Only now, with his power stripped, did he back down. That he'd been left defenseless did not negate his sins. Nor was it a guarantee that he would not try to hurt them, or others. It was her duty to eliminate him, to keep the Jedi safe.

The tip of her saber hummed against his throat. Blue light cast his pale skin in a sickening glow, making it appear even more sunken.

Cora's eyes fluttered closed. The Dark around him had once swelled like a rising tide and crashed down upon her in waves, impossible to ignore. Now, it had vanished.

Worst of all, he had a point. Kahlil had locked down the station and it looked as though they were in for another fight. Immortuos would make himself useful to survive. She couldn't blame him for that.

Burning blue plasma winked out. Cora opened her eyes and let out a low hiss of a sigh.

"You will behave yourself. I will be watching."

Tuning on her heel, Cora walked back to where Amelia was treating the injured. She cast a sharp glance over her shoulder, eyeing the sickly form of the once-Sith Lord.

For now, their respective instincts to survive had won out.

 

[Marlon Sularen]

W A R-M A N T L E

DARK EMPIRE
KAMPE, DEEP CORE

Spoiler: Sularen's Forces

SULAREN'S FLEET
Main Fleet INV Tyuk INV Purifier Torpedo Sphere Prototype INV Iron Reaper INV Stormcrusher INV Black Dread INV Void Striker INV Sovereign INV Warden INV Malevolent Dawn INV Inferno INV Celestial INV Hunter INV Titan INV Nebula INV Malice INV Ascendant INV Bastion INV Imperator INV Mortis INV Herald INV Doombringer INV Triumph
Starfighter Compliment TIE Brutes [40 Squadrons deployed] TIE Destroyers [26 Squadrons deployed]
Ashla Command JHC-36v "Skaði" Weapon Platforms [x38]

Sularen watched as the six Despot-Class Star Destroyers made contact with the enemy squadron which held the line as they returned fire unleashing a surprisingly powerful amount of firepower for ships of their class, although even then the shields of the Star Destroyers held as they took the hits from the enemy warships and returned powerful and deadly barrages from their heavy turbolasers, missile launchers, railguns and hypervelocity guns at the enemy. While the enemy Battle Dragons were more precise with their attacks, the Star Destroyers featured more firepower and were in close range enabling them to return any damage inflicted upon them by the Battle Dragons twofold. At the same time, the TIEs began to get to work, with the TIE Brutes moving in to confront any enemy starfighters and bombers that would try to intercept the TIE Destroyers and attack the Star Destroyers themselves while the TIE Destroyers continued their attacks against the Battle Dragons unleashing more concentrated barrages of concussion missiles and ion missiles upon their targets.

As Sularen's Fleet increased the pressure on Theselon Squadron, von Sorenn was quick to reinforce the enemy squadron as more enemy capital ships join in on holding the line against the Despot-Class Star Destroyers, just as the Imperial Warlord had expected. "They're falling for the bait. Just as planned" Sularen proclaimed watching the situation unfold from his command chair within the bridge of the INV Tyuk. "Time to spring the trap, bring up the Torpedo Sphere and contact Ashla Command. It's time for us to bring the big guns out." he ordered. He had the enemy right where he wanted and if everything went as planned, it wouldn't be long before their line of defense would break and collapse.

As per the Warlord's instruction, the large Torpedo Sphere Prototype began to move forward positioning itself right behind the six Despot-Class Star Destroyers and slowly elevating itself above the Star Destroyers to have a perfect line of fire at three naval units [Theselon Squadron, Obisidian Skirmish Line & Vanguard Division] that were confronting the six Despot-Class Star Destroyers. At the same time on the surface of the broken moon of Ashla, the ground began to shake before eventually opening up revealing dozens of JHC-36v Weapons Platforms once buried under the surface of Ashla that emerged from their hiding spots with the massive BM-27M Hybrid Cannons aiming upwards towards the enemy fleet and locking on their targets.

"Sir, the Torpedo Sphere and Ashla Command are in position and await your orders." the senior communications officer ordered. "Withdraw all TIEs and have them form a screen in front of our Star Destroyers, first." Sularen instructed. With the amount of devastating firepower he was about to unleashed on the gathered enemy fleet he felt it prudent to first withdraw the TIEs back to his fleet so that they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire. Contrary to popular belief among the GADF, the NJO and the Senate, Sularen was not the type of military officer to suffer unnecessary casualties just to win a battle.

"Sir. All TIEs have been withdrawn back to the fleet you instructed" the communications officer said. "Inform the Torpedo Sphere and Ashla Command that they are free to unleash hell upon the enemy formations. As for the rest of the fleet. They have new instructions. Defend the Torpedo Sphere and the Weapons Platforms on Ashla at all costs" Sularen further ordered. Before long, the Torpedo Sphere unleashed hell upon the enemy firing endless salvos of VIM-67 Missiles at Theselon Squadron and the reinforcements sent to support them, followed by the powerful Hybrid Cannons of the Weapons Platforms from the surface of Ashla engulfing the enemy fleet in an overwhelming barrage of missiles, energy projectiles and ion particles. As the Torpedo Spheres and Hybrid Cannons concentrated their attacks upon the enemy, the Despot-Class Star Destroyers joined them in their deadly barrage unleashing everything they had at the heavier ships of the enemy formation.

From the bridge of the INV Tyuk, Warlord Sularen watched as his forces unleashed such a degree of overwhelming firepower at the enemy fleet. There was no doubt in his mind that this would be sufficient or even more then sufficient to break through the defensive line established by Theselon Squadron and their reinforcements. In order to even touch the Torpedo Sphere and the Weapons Platforms, the enemy would have to go through his fleet and starfighter screens first which would only give Sularen the greater advantage, especially given that he had strategically placed his fleet right above the moon of Ashla to provide the Weapons Platforms with an additional layer of defend. Nevertheless, now all the Warlord of the Empire needed to do was sit back and watch the results of his strategy speak for itself.

Spoiler: Fleet Actions

• Sularen's Fleet remains in position outside the main brawl above the broken moon of Ashla
• The Six Despot-Class Star Destroyers [INV Malevolent Dawn, INV Inferno, INV Celestial, INV Hunter, INV Titan & INV Nebula] continue their attacks against their targets with all their armaments [Targets include : ANS Theselon, ANS Myrmidon, ANS Vespira, ANS Pegasus, ANS Titan & ANS Artemis]
• The TIE Brutes move in to intercept incoming enemy starfighters and protect the TIE Destroyers before retreating to form a starfighter screen in front of Sularen's Fleet
• The TIE Destroyers launch a few final volleys of concentrated missiles strikes against their designated targets. [Targets include : ANS Myrmidon, ANS Vespira & ANS Genesis]. They then retreat to join the TIE Brutes in forming a starfighter screen infront of Sularen's Fleet.
• The Torpedo Sphere Prototype moves into range of Theselon Squadron and it's reinforcements, positioning itself behind the Despot-Class Star Destroyers before firing repeated salvos of VIM-67 Missiles at the enemy [Targets include : ANS Chronos, ANS Kingfisher & ANS Colossus]
• The JHC-36v Weapon Platforms each equipped with BM-27M "Jötunn" Hybrid Cannons open fire with both energy projectiles and ion particles targeting all ships within Theselon Squadron and the Obsidian Skirmish Line

Tags [Friendlies] | Max Sinn
Tags [Hostiles] | Amelia von Sorenn | Liram Angellus ​