Captain CT-56492 "Chief" - Imperial Stormtrooper Corps
Location: 5th Street Intersection of Cessea, Tython
The second time the Empire rose to prominence, we were finally ready to be deployed. When we jumped into Tython, the simulations could have never prepared us for what was about to happen. We were always taught that the Jedi could be killed, but words don't do much when you see all that firepower you throw get tossed back at your brothers. Maybe it was the deadly new weapons, the blazing new ships, and the shiny new armour that saw us through it all.
"Sir! They're coming!"
"Get that fething barricade u- WATCH THOSE LIGHTSABERS!"
The screams of the damned filled the air as blaster bolts were slung all over the place, some stopping the swarm of hooded figures in their tracks and others being deflected by a surfeit of blue and green blades. Captain 'Chief', as they called him, had landed in the city ahead of the invasion with a company of stormtroopers from the 273rd Paladin Brigade under orders to recon the area and transmit the information back to high command.
They were ambushed on arrival, Jedi and mercenaries crawling out of the woodworks to kill his men or worse. His company had made it a few blocks before they were forced to make a last stand in some long-deserted intersection, utilizing speeders and other items to keep the enemy at bay for just a minute longer. Ninety-six stormtroopers had set down in Cessea, fresh and ready to serve the Imperial Confederation, and now only around sixteen remained alive and able to fight, much to Chief's anger. The Jedi were the cause for every bad thing that happened in this damned galaxy; those snivelling idiots slaughtered civilians, sacked cities, and killed his brothers with no provocation, then they had the gall to appear morally superior.
He watched in horror as a sky blue blade embedded itself in the chest of his lieutenant, his second, and then slowly retreated from the newly-created corpse and allowed it to crumble to the ground. Chief raised his pistol and shot a hole straight through the Jedi's head, racing over to the body of his fallen comrade and staring at his cracked helmet for a split second before grabbing the clone's blaster carbine and beginning to shoot at any of those bastards.
It was too late for them, they were being overrun on all sides, his remaining men dropping like flies to both the mercs that hid in the buildings taking shots at them and the Jedi that at least had the common decency to kill them upfront. Chief activated his communicator, preparing a transmission to be beamed to the fleet currently en route. "This is Captain CT-56492 of the 273rd, enemy presence confirmed Alpha-level at Cessea. I repeat the sector is crawling with hostil-" He grunted, a lightsaber grazing his forearm and causing him to wretch back in pain.
"Operation Knightfall is ready to proceed! Captain Chief signing out, for the Chancellor!" He managed, sending the transmission with a flick of his eyes. The energy pack on his carbine was depleted, prompting him to smash the barrel into the face of a Quarran Jedi attempting to finish him off. A purple blade appeared at the bottom of his vision, a piercing pain radiating in his abdomen as he looked down and found a saber had struck through him.
The blaster pistol fell from his hand when he fell down to his knees, his sight beginning to bluer, his spirit defiant in the imminent arrival of his death. He looked up at the features of his killer, the Jedi's face stoic but his eyes full of pain. He smiled beneath his helmet as he spoke for a final time.
"Six November One Alpha Delta Quebec"
An explosion rang out through the dilapidated streets of Cessea, and then silence.
- Operation Knightfall (Army/Stormtrooper Corp) - With the imminent arrival of an Imperial task force, the Army of Light has managed to hire several mercenary groups to further supplement their numbers in a futile attempt to withstand our assault. They are holed up inside a moderately-sized city named Cessea, a concrete jungle where they have the best chance of survival. Do what must be done, do not hesitate, show no mercy.
- Et Tu, Skywalker? (Commissariat/Stormtrooper Corp) - ISB agents have been tasked with infiltrating the Jedi Temple and assassinating several high-profile Jedi Knights and Jedi Masters that could prove troublesome, as well as recover several artefacts for future study. They have a deadly time limit, however.
- I Have Become Death (Navy/Starfighter) - Hired pirates have swarmed the orbital lanes of Tython and move to prevent our ships from breaking through. Grand Admiral Cardan and his Open Circle Fleet have busied themselves with the pirates, while Director Caalgen has a special task for those up to it: Protect the Silencer until the Jedi Temple is in range, then sit back and watch the fireworks.
- Bring Your Own Objective
Edited by CT-94194, 02 April 2019 - 07:51 PM.