The end is coming...the time is approaching and Hafey knew it. This was the day he knew that dying was an option to save many that are left. Out of all he had remembered, out of everyone that existed...he knew that time has finally come. The Metal Lords of the Void have been quiet, almost instinctivly inactive yet...he would not give up, not when his last task was to watch over Coruscant during the initial assault. The time has finally passed, the fires still rage around the planetary city landscape and more so, the destruction was apparent. There was not much time left...today was the day Haon Hafey may die. Watching the crews of various droids of all classes hurry along the floor as the area he was in was not well known, it was a factory district close to one of the market districts, known for one thing. The high production of new droid types and bits of technology. During the assault, he was currently grounded on planet for some...offenses. The attack let him escape and he had his communication open to recieve his final orders. Help all the droids he could, organic populous as well, off the planet of Coruscant before they became their own target for destruction, looting, or scrap. It was a last request and he accepted that fact. Death was the most likely scenario if he even attempted to leave though now...he felt that he was all that was left and that was all he could do. As the droids loaded up on board the Abregado War Galleys for transport off planet, he would receive a data disc as he was curious on what it was.
Haon Hafey started to walk into a command center, it was ransacked and it was in pitiful condition but several droids were still behind, coordinating efforts on the best escape routes out without being shot down. Going over to a nearby console, he would push the data disc in as it read it before giving a hologram in front of him as it was a figure he wish he never saw again...a man he despised with all his heart.
First Order officer, Major Disoa. The man who personally was responsible for removing Haon Hafey out of his service and the sole reason why he lived on a junk planet, building ships for other people. He was even responsible for kicking him out of the Navy for being a bad pilot which over the years, has become a laughing matter. However the man before him was prompt, astute and even...remorseful? The message began after a few seconds, the man shifting around as if he was checking for something before speaking in front of him, as if the stage was set once again...mentor to apprentice.
"Hafey...if you are seeing this, I have died. To you, you probably take great joy in hearing of my death to which...you have every right to. Some things cannot be conveyed in a message...but I did the right thing at the time to prevent you from killing others, from creating a bad design. However in the years...I knew I was just holding back what you could do and did everything I could to stay relevant. Haon, you were the closest person I knew that could match my intellect...and you excelled at it. I pushed you beyond all your limits and each time, you climbed back on top with some other invention. Now...you have climbed on top from my death."
Then quite quickly, a blueprint was shown on screen as he kept on speaking, it was a rather complicated blueprint but it was one he knew he seen before, one that the two had talked on constantly during their time together, the fabled limit of the SLAM being pushed further than before, a design...that they never finished and both strided to finish once apart but some were added to it.
"Haon, I am limited by the resources I have been given and the knowledge I have...before you is what I had finished, what I been trying to create, my lifes work. I did this for the First Order...I did this for myself. Now I am no more...and there is nothing I can do to change what I did nor what has become of us both over the years. Captain Hafey, the greatest regret I ever had...is not finishing this project, I want you to finish it, let it be known for your creation, let the First Order become more. However, this is not my proudest achievement working on this project....for my greatest achievement...was working with you. Imperium Invictius Captain Hafey."
Then slowly, the message started to shudder before shutting off completely as Haon slowly retrieved the data chip that contained the blueprints to the next design of spaceflight technology, even if still incomplete. Staring down for a few moments, he processed the information before slowly walking back forward towards the command console as it showed the Galleys being prepared for launch.
"The Awaken is ready to go, the
Type-K Assault Corvette should be able to escort all of them out of the combat zone. We are looking at potentially two hours before all the shuttles escape, are you ready Hafey?"
The old medical droid spoke, looking over at him as he nodded before touching the shoulder of the droid.
"It is time for you to go...guide them to their homes."
"And what are you going to do?"
"Take the brave ones and finish a fight."
Slowly, he slid his hand off him and walked over to a raisable platform as droids were loading in missiles in the area. They had their orders, once the last transport was away, it was time for them to make their escape in the Alarm, the other Type-K Assault Corvette as it will be breaking out of atmosphere to escape. They will have to leave their death machine behind but in the end, it is a small sacrifice. It was a loan from the planet of Denon though for what it was worth, they needed it. It was just a stroke of luck, they brought it in piece by piece and finally, they had it reassembled. Stepping forward onto the platform with the other missiles, he counted the supplies as he made a small checklist out of them, speaking out loud.
"Four Hundred and Eighty Concussion Missiles, Three Hundred and Sixty Photon Torpedos and sixty heavy rockets. This will do for now...have our stockpile set up below in case we need to reload. Load up the racks, three racks of concussion, one rack of Photon. I want to make a statement."
Within the next few minutes, he walked towards the bridge as he put on a special visor as it showed an entire tactical readout of the behemoth he was in. Within a few minutes, he had reconfigured almost all the settings since he was one of the last...and he was in complete control. The delays were offline, all that things that restricted operation were offline...he now must command the Walker, for the sake of the droids that counted on him. Making a nod towards one of the control operators, the doors slowly slid open above them as there were raised on one of the many large platforms on Corsucant as a screech from the sensors as ships flew overhead, machines of death were all around though his...was probably the bigger one. With a resounding THUD, the platform stopped raising and the extenders were put out to stabilize the special walker as the Galleys started to lift off from the ground and speed off into the sky as sensors started to pick up many signatures.
"Sir, enemy hostiles are closing in on our position. Deflector Shields are up, what are your orders?"
"Simple...destroy them, we cannot allow them to harm any of our fellow comrades. Authorization Ten Six Two Two Four, extend it and fire on designated targets."
Slowly, the large walker started to extend something in the middle of its large bulky shell, it was a simple design but it showed one of the largest missile racks possibly in the galaxy, on all four sides even. As it extended, it slowly turned one of the missiles racks as it positioned itself directly at one of the shuttle groups that was getting way to close to the compound. It then fired a large salvo of thirty-six concussion missiles at the shuttle group, turned to the second rack of concussion missiles and then fired again, a total of seventy-two concussion missiles, in waves of thirty-six, were incoming towards a good sized group of shuttles as it was almost overwelming firepower being presented to them to which he did not know, were Trandoshans. Most likely, over half be destroyed in the first volley as it was a ridiculous amount of firepower being used against them. Slowly, the rack would collapse and it would go back down to rearm the two empty racks as Haon Hafey ordered in a bark.
"Rearm the Sal Kar Walker! Both racks fill back up with Concussion Missiles! We need to get the second wave of transports away! Do not let any fighters get close enough! Fourth Rack is to be pulled out and restocked with eighteen Photon Torpedos and eighteen Heavy Rockets! We will not lose this place until I say it is lost!"
At that moment, anyone who heard the rumors or the legends of this monstrous beast the Metal Lords of the Void hid, would soon be completely confirmed. The
Sal Kar Walker existed and it was on the planet of Coruscant right at this very moment, the most dangerous Walker to be on the planet and possibly, in the entire system. Reports may flood in of a ridiculously large Walker now being fielded in the region on the planet as it would be nearly the size of a Skyscraper and be EXTREMELY hard to miss once close. In fact the sheer volume of destruction it most likely caused, would probably also fill the surveillance feeds. To some, this is one of the most valuable Walkers in the entire armed forces of the Metal Lords as not many existed, let alone heard about. Taking even one could potentially be a massive score...though it would take breaching its defenses and surviving bombardments of missile hellfire. Communications were open in the central bridge as he waited for the timer to finish for reloading the missile racks, hoping the shuttles were deterred enough to stay away as the second group of transports readied themselves to leave the planet, the first group going out of the atmosphere into space, showing civilian transponder codes, all while being transported to and from the atmosphere by a strange freighter, the Type-K Assault Corvette that just looked like...a regular freighter. Hopefully though...no one would attack the shuttle groups though if they did...the wrath of hell would unleash from below and from above.
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