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Our Finest Hour

Lord Revere

Supreme Commander
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Revere watched as the final politicians body was pulled from the old parliament building. A smirk began to grow on his face as there was a tap on his shoulder.

"Glorious David's, isn't it? Today is the day that the last remanats of the Fel Empire are destroyed once and for all." Revere pointed upwards, "and that poor bastard, the king, his fall will mark the foundation of my new empire. Free from the failures of this bureaucratic nightmare." Revere turned to face David. The man was about 6 foot tall with black short hair and a double breasted black tunic on. "What is it captain?"

"The fleet is fueled. Everything went as planned and the mandalorians didn't know what any difference. Filled us up with no hitches."

"Good. Well then," Revere held out his hand, "Admiral, your fleet awaits."

David's stood in shock for a moment before a smile grew on his face. He grabbed Revere's hand and firmly shook it. "Thank you Mr Director, I won't let you down."

"I would hope not," Revere turned to his table near him and leaned down and began typing in a computer. "Dismissed David's, send in General Peterson.

The man saluted and then turned to leave. A few moments later a man in a green tunic of similar design walked in. He saluted.

"Director."

Still looking at the computer he responded. "Peterson are the men ready to finish this?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, and have you heard anything of the people?"

"No, the whole city is a damn ghost town. We haven't seen a citizen since the first strike."

Revere stopped typing and stood. He turned and looked at Peterson. Anger swelled in his eyes. "What did you just say?"

"The people have disappeared, we believe they are hiding. All the town's doors are locked, and of the buildings we're gotten into, it appears as if the left."

There was and audible crack as Revere's hand swung and smacked Peterson across the face.

"You imbasol, how could you fail to mention to me the whole population just up and disappeared?"

Peterson slowly rose his head, the print of a hand on his redened risen cheek. "I'm sorry sir."

Revere whipped his hand across his desk, throwing several items to the floor before bounding on it. He turned his head and looked Peterson in the eyes. "Find them now!"

Objectives
Objective 1: Capture the Star Destroyer and it's officer crew. Do not blow it up.

Objective 2: Destroy orbital Acclamators.

Objective 3: Ground assault, take the ground with the support of the Fel citizens. As the main assault begins people will flood from their homes to assist us, so check your fire.

Objective 4: Kill that Bastard Revere, nuff said.
 
Objective: 1
Ally: Rexus and anyone against Revere
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Having been given a list of objectives, Adenn decided to Capture the Star Destroyer(SD) and it's bridge crew. There was another man who had decided to board the SD as well, a man by the name of Rexus. Since they both had the same objective, Adenn decided to offer him a ride over to the SD. Rexus readily accepted, and before long they were en route to the The Lawbringer. On the way over, they received little flack, most likely due to the Mandalorian symbol on the ship. Neither side wanted to accidentally harm a possible ally. So it was with little difficulty that the Aegis Eternum flew below the The Lawbringer. From there, a short shuttle ride later then were next to the docking tube and were readying to sneak aboard. Within the shuttle were two teams of Mandalorians from the Aegis Eternum. Team one was lead by Adenn and Rexus, while team two was lead by one "Gunner", his objective was to secure the enginer room(ER) and prevent the crew from possibly blowing the ship up. On the other hand, Adenn and Rexus were headed to the bridge to take capture the officer crew, secure the SD and possible even kill Revere.
 
Objective: Destroy Orbiting Acclamators
Allies: @Everyone against Revere

Alarms rang on the ship, causing Kalic and Jee to rush to the hanger. There the Starcrest was waiting. Kalic had quickly ordered the Y-Wing's Flex Tubes to be loaded with Advanced Proton Torpedoes. He hoped they'd at least be able to knock out some of the Acclamators' drives, and maybe run back through to the ships' reactors. Kalic soon got into the cockpit, quickly followed by Jee locking into the small astromech slot. The fighter's four engines quickly roared and screamed to life and sent the craft flying out of the hanger bay. He had ten torpedoes in the fighter, and he couldn't afford to waste a single one.

The fighter had turned towards the fleet of small transport ships, calling out to them over the comms. "All Acclamators this is the Starcrest. I'm giving you one chance to stand down and abandon this rebellion!"

[member="Lord Revere"]
 
Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
Objective: Meet with King Fel
Allies: Everyone against Revere

The Kom'rk and Basilisk followed the star destroyer's directions, and quickly found themselves landing in the hanger. As they landed, they could see the squad that the controller mentioned. Mig and the other Greds soon stepped out of the two ships, and eyeing the squad that was there. He knew most of his clan probably looked odd with their lighter armor, but he didn't care what they thought. Soon, a man came down from one of the elevators, flanked by two guards. Mig walked up, going to shake the man's hand. "I believe you're the man we're here to speak with?"

[member="King Alexander Fel I"]
 

Deadeye

Ressurected by a cult
Deadeye turned his head, the suns light bouncing off his black visor through the giant panel windows of the Lawbringer's bridge. When the assassination attempt on Alexander failed, Revere had called on Deadeye to return as an advisor, and he was haply to do so. Deadeye lifted Harris' lightsaber from his belt and inspected it's silver and gold hilt. He clenched his fist.

"At long last, I will finish this."

Deadeye put the saber back on his belt and turned away from the glass. The members of wolf pack stood behind him.

"I noticed what appeared to be a small craft approaching."

"I'll tell the admiral."

"No jack, I say we go personally meet our new friends."

Deadeye started forwards and the other 3 followed behind him. Admiral David approached him and places his hand on his chest, stopping him. David was tall, but deadeye had him beat by a few inches.

"Where are you going?"

"For a walk."

David removed his hand and deadeye started back forwards. He and the mandalorian entered the elevator and the door slid closed [member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 
Objective: 1
Ally: Rexus and anyone against Revere
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After docking with The Lawbringer, Adenn had given orders to the Aegis Eternum to assist any loyalists to the Premier and King as they could. If they received a call for help, then they would be able to provide anti-fighter capabilities. Other than that, Adenn and his group had been making their way through the ship. Though during this time, Adenn had a bad feeling about it all. They met little to no crew, and of the few that they did meet, non where officers. If Adenn were the betting kind, he'd bet that they had been discovered or would be soon. So he and his men were on high alert, with stun and frag grenades in easy reach.
[member="Deadeye"] [member="Rexus"]
 
As they continued down the halls Rexus marveled at his surroundings. This was hist first time inside of such a large vessel that was still intact. they only had scrapped Star destroyers on Raxus Prime, long past their glory days. In the midst of his daydreaming, a new smell came to his senses. He stopped walking and tapped Adens shoulder to get his attention.

"I smell something strange up ahead. Tell your men to turn off their safety and contact Gunner". he hissed at the Mandolorian. And continued to walk before they answered The smell kept getting stronger the longer they waited. After focusing the it smelt of burnt oil. He needed to get alone, so he could focus on the scent better.

"your men are too loud, i am going to take a detour through the elevator shaft."
[member="Adenn Kyramud"] [member="Deadeye"]
 
When Rexus had tapped Adenn on the shoulder, he turned around wondering if the man had done something wrong. However, he only said...
"I smell something strange up ahead. Tell your men to turn off their safety and contact Gunner"... before he continued walking sniffing the air.
While confused, Adenn decided to trust Rexus and see what would happen.
"Gunner, come in. This is Adenn, Rexus here has smelled something, so be ready for a fight."
With that done he turned back to Rexus, who had walked a few meters down the corridor. There, Rexus told them
"Your men are too loud, i am going to take a detour through the elevator shaft."
This grated on Adenn's nerves, after all, he and his troops were some of the best. But he kept his comments to himself, and simply told Rexus
"Very well, take this though" and handed him an extra comlink, "this comlink can connect directly with me, and acts as a tracker. If you run into trouble, call and I'll see if I can come help you out"
After that, Adenn had his men continue to move stealthily down the corridor while Rexus went his own way.
[member="Rexus"] [member="Deadeye"]
 

Deadeye

Ressurected by a cult
The elevator came to a stop on the low level. Deadeye looked around at the three men as the elevator door slid open. A sonar-like ping rung in Maria's HUD.

"Isn't this section pretty deserted right now due to a low number of security forces?"

"It should be."

"I've got a ping on my radar."

"Then lets move out."

Quickly they all raosed their weapons and slowly stepped out. Deadeye looked around in the hallways. It was eerily quiet. Tod pointed his DLT down the hallway, leaning around the corner. He whispered, "I hear footsteps." The am assembled on him.

"Ready, move!" The group rounded the wall and found themselves face to face with [member="Rex no Jin"]. The tall trandosian scared them. Quickly they all began opening unaimed fire.
 
After one of the bolts hit his shoulder he left out a hiss of pain. He jumped to the side, taking cover behind a wall grabbing his wound. While in cover he began cussing at them in Huttese whilst grabbing a smoke grenade from his belt holding it in his hand. Is it, was it all for nothing.

[member="Deadeye"]
 

Deadeye

Ressurected by a cult
"Rocket, move up!"

Maria quickly jumped a thrust forward and quickly turned around the corner with her jetpack. Souring past [member="Rex no Jin"] and rolling into her back, she aimed her wrist and fired a weapon before flipping upright. She hit the ground hard and slid back a few feet.
 
While sneaking down one of the hallways, Adenn heard gunfire and it seemed close by. The only explanation was Rexus, the man had somehow gotten himself into trouble, and because Adenn was allied with him, he'd have to go and save him. So with that in mind, he contacted Gunner.
"Gunner, situations gone bad, just rush to the engine room and secure it. Fortify yourself, my ally, [member="Rexus"], has gotten himself into a spot of trouble. I'm enroute there now. Over and out"
And with that, they were off with Adenn in the lead. Running towards the gunfire, it slowly got louder and louder until the next corner they nearly barreled into them. Seeing one of the Mandalorians rocket down the hallway; one of the troopers threw a smoke grenade down in Rexus direction, while the others jumped backwards and opened fire while taking cover. Meanwhile, Adenn decided to go big, and pulled out his lightsaber activating it and giving it a few twirls.
[member="Deadeye"]
 
As she fires the bolt at Rexus he quickly jerks to the left hitting his head off of the blast door control panel causing the door behind them to close cutting off the previous hallway. while this was happening he prematurely activated his smoke grenade. Causing the room to fill with a thick black cloud. from within the heavy smoke cloud she hears the gentle hum of a vibro blade, and a violent hissing.
"Fight like a true warrior Mandolorian".
[member="Deadeye"]
 
Objective 3: Ground Assault

Maximilian boarded the transport vessel, took a seat on one of the benches inside, and waited as others passed him by getting on the ship. Max was fitted in his imperial blues, wearing his fibrosis - protection glove on his left hand, and armed with his personal DL - 44 blaster in his left - hand holster. He was ready, more ready than ever before for the events that would soon unfold. This time, Max had a side, a side to fight for. No more safe days tucked away in the quiet corners of his adopted homeworld Mustafar, Max was no longer the neutral, independent human living amongst Mustafarians. This time... He was alongside other humans, the Fel, whom he was proud to serve for. He was nervous, was this the correct path to take, or no?!

Max looked around, he saw other men and women in Fel blues sitting around the ship and walking in. Amongst them, he saw Sergeant Vickers, with his distinctive chest armor with the Fel flag tied pinned to his right arm and his gauntlets. The sight of Sergeant Vickers' symbols of honor filled Max's heart and mind with a patriotic spirit he had never felt before.

Max looked down at his left hand, which was housed by his fibrosis - protection glove, which protected his scarred hand from the elements. He turned his hand over so his palm - faced down, and read the words engraved into the glove which read, "Accidents Happen", This made Max think back to his home on Mustafar.

"Even if things go bad here, I have my home on Mustafar, I have Master Akaz, my adopted father. And I already have a substantial trade. But if I live like this, always neutral for too long, who am I?! People out there need me! The state of Fel needs me!"

It was at this moment, Max knew the decision had been made, and that it was a good decision indeed. He again looked down at his gloved hand, reading the "Accidents happen" engraving once more, then he turned his hand over so it was no longer seen, then, with patriotic temper running through his veins, he clenched his scarred hand, and said to himself.

"Mustafar will always be my home, but now I have a nation to call my own!"

Then, blues stopped coming from the nearby door and it closed. The ship was going to take off soon, and Max was ready, more ready than he had ever been before.
 

ES-06

Guest
Objective: 4
Location: ESU Frigate

ES stood in the armory, he was in the middle of putting on his armor, he was only able to get his boots and pants on before he was grabbed from behind and thrown into a nearby firearms case shattering around him. He quickly shot up to his feet but he was shocked, his teammate ES-10 had betrayed ESU and joined [member="Lord Revere"]. There was no time for any talk ES-06 had already learned about this from slicers quickly he front kicked him in the chest sending ES-10 flying backward onto his back, 06 launched in landing a knee to ES-10's face as he got up. 06 got into full mount and continued to strike ES-10 in the head landing some hammer fists, ES-10 struggled to his feet landing a couple small punches and a larger uppercut that caught ES-06 perfectly causing him to wobble for a slight second.

ES-10 backed him into a corner landing multiple hard body shots and a couple body kicks, keeping calm ES-06 moved to sidestep out of the corner as another shot connected with his chin. The two continued to battle, ES-10 tackled ES-06 out of the armory and off the rail both men landed about 25 feet below. For other humans that fall would incapacitate and wound most, but all ESU members were experimented on and had their bone and muscle density increased allowing them to deal more punishment and be more durable. Both men struggled to their feet each bruised and battered, just in time the other 3 ESU members arrived.

" What are you looking AT ARREST THIS TRAITOR "

They did as asked, raising their blasters at the traitor hesitantly " Don't move, should not have taken their side over your own brothers "

ES-06 moved in detaining him, ES wanted to execute the prisoner but he figured he would contact the king and allow him to decide what punishment he receives. They escorted him to the bridge, grabbing a hologram projector he sent [member="King Alexander Fel I"] a message.

" This is ES-06, I have been attacked by a traitor, a member of my team has joined Revere and the others would you like me to arrest him or execution, of course, any knowledge he has is useful aswell "
 

Deadeye

Ressurected by a cult
Deadeye kept his weapon aimed into the fog. He clicked on his mic, "Turn on thermals, it'll cut right through this fog." Quickly he switched to his thermals and seen multiple mandalorian shapes. Suddenly the number of mandalorians doubled. A red line flared up as one of the people drew what appeared to be a lightsaber.

"Sabrina, enable FOF tags."

There was a click before his friends popped up along with a group of unknowns.

"Shit, Pack move towards me, more of them are charging through the fog!" The Mandalorians quickly began running back towards him. Maria, looking for an escape, turned and sprayed fuel from her right wrist. She fired a bolt into it and an explosion of fire erupted, separated the smoke and clearly revealed the advancing enemies. She turned and quickly jetted down the hallways with her jetpack. Landing in front of her retreating allies and then turning to fire. The group quickly made it to the cover of the Elevator Corridor's walls. Maria turned to face Deadeye.

"What do we do?"

"4... 3... 2... 1..." Deadeye looked up as the sprinkler system in the ceiling started spitting water out at high pressure. "Well, now we defend." Deadeye looked down the hallway at the approaching boarders. "Tod, lay down and set up you MG. Maria, get up in the vents and drop down behind them, wait for my signal. Your the smallest and you'll fit. Just be quiet. Jack. spot for Tod, if shit hits the fan, you guys start throwing rounds down range."

Tod nodded,"What are you gonna do?"

Deadeye stepped out into the center of the hall looking directly ahead at the boarding party and pulled the lightsaber from his belt. "Causing a distraction." The rockets in the back of deadeye's jetpack angled forwards. He thrusted slightly up and forwards, still standing uprights. He quickly shut down the jets and rolled to a stop just a few feet in front [member="Adenn Kyramud"] and ignited his saber, fluently swinging it.
 
Due to the thick smoke, normal line of sight was extremely obstructed, but thanks to thermals he could see the enemy. What surprised him was when the group fled down the hall to some elevators. Knowing this would most likely be a trap, Adenn and his men advanced, but then the sprinklers activated giving everyone there an impromptu shower. Ignoring the water, Adenn looked down the hall and saw the enemy setting up defenses before one of them activated a lightsaber and flew straight at him. The short few seconds before the other Mando was in range left Adenn time to think. His mind raced along a mile a minute, before he noticed the lightsabers color, gold.

In the next instant Adenn was blocking the lightsaber strike with his own, while a strong hit, Adenn believed that the swing lacked proper finesse. Then there was no time to think, only to act. And act he did, pushing back with his own strength, Adenn locked blades again and again, before he said.

"So, are you the one known as [member="Deadeye"]? The man who took Harris' lightsaber from him. If you are, I'll have to ask for that blade back. Harris misses it."

While pushing down on the other Mando, and then jumping back waiting for the next move.
 
Vickers looked at [member="Maximilian"] and lowered his head, he raised a small charm in his right hand and shook his head. He recognized the look of someone preparing for their first battle. He walked up to Max and greeted him.

"I can tell this is your first time. I was scared my first too." He grabbed Max's gauntleted hand with his right, discretely passing the charm. Max looked down. "It's lucky, and it'll keep you safe. I want you to hold on to that for me. Give it back when the fighting has stopped."

Max lightly nodded and Vickers turned away and walked back up to the front of the transport. He put his helmet on sideways and then twisted it, causing it to audibly pressurize. He counted the men in the back. Six in imperial blues, two in imperial armor, the man with the burnt hand, and four wearing segment of armor like himself. He turned to a green button on the wall and slammed it in. It turned red and the ramp slowly went up. The engines got louder and louder as the ship slowly took off. It raddled as it left the atmosphere of the hanger and went out into space.

After a moment, the pilot's voice came onto a speaker. "Ladies and gentlemen, sorry about the cramped conditions, I recommend you hold on to something though as we are preparing to enter the atmosphere. Next stop, Arch City, Osseriton."
 
"Yes indeed. King Alexander Fel of the Fel Empire. If you can't tell by the chaos, you are arriving just in time to help out. We were attacked when the head of the military attempted to overthrow me and failed. He turned part of the military against us. We need you help. You wouldn't happen to know how to fly a bomber, would you?"

[member="Mig Gred"]
 
After recovering from his trauma Rexus had no finally perceived the situation. The mandolorians had escaped him. Recovering his breath, he calmly walks over to a crate. And throw`s it into a light fixture "COWARDS COWARDS COWARDS!". His anger was visible and those close by could see his blood vessels in his eye`s bulging.
He recollected his calm, and began to talk to himself, "I have your scent, you will never escape my web". His arms aches as the cauterized wound begins to cool.

Rexus pulls out his com-link and begins to call gunner. When gunner answers the call Rexus attempts to speak calmly, but most of what is said sounds like hisses and Huttese curse words. "I need you to cut of power supply to the shielding on the bridge." a dastardly grimace stretches across his face. "I have a plan" he ends the call and walk down a separate path than rest of the group.

Before he continues he stops and injects a syringe of Bacta into the wound on his arm. Deciding it would be best to remain out of sight, he pry's open the grates and climbs into the vents. Heading for the bridge.
 

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