The outer rim... within its vast space something was moving. Someone had summoned the courage to do what had to be done and now after years of planning things were in their place. The heavens were in lined.
"Admiral, the holo net reports ready for transmitting. We'll be entering the system in a matter of moments." Spoke the captain of the mighty warship. The Admiral was not a man to be toyed with. He had struggled far to much just to waste time.
The Rebellion by now had heard of the movement and was preparing a strike force to intercept any attempt by the Empire to retake any sector especially Kuat. But they would not see this coming. "Excellent. Prepare for broadcast on my signal. Its time I rally the Fleet."
The human admiral steps up onto the pad installed on the bridge of his Star Destroyer.
"Citizens of the Empire, Champions of the Imperial Will, and those who refuse to accept its peace and order. I, Admiral Badnarik, call upon all loyal Imperials and seekers of peace and order to rally to stand against the vile rebellion. Soon I will lead a strike to retake lost land of the Empire to begin the long path to restore the galaxy to the paradise that is the Empire. Even now as I speak, several Imperial Warships and armies are moving and preparing to cast the first blow of our new age. The Old Order has been defeated but its virtues live on in us! The New Order shall rise out of its ashes! Long live the fighters of peace!"
It was a short address as the holo light faded on him and across the galaxy the 3 dimensional image shattered. He knew what it would mean. He knew exactly what to expect. The rebellion would put up a strong defense. They would have a fight for their lives in front of them. It would be like nothing they had ever had before. It would be a battle for it all. It was exactly what he wanted. The trio of ships would soon be setting course for their target. Soon he would see if he was correct and if his strategy was perfect. He looks out the front port of the bridge into space. It was dark. Exactly as it should be.
Meanwhile the New Republic was surprised to hear of such an operation being announced on interstellar channels. Clearly this Admiral Badnarik was insane. It was clear where they would strike. Kuat, Couruscant, or Darpa Sector. Each was recently lost and each vital to the Empire. The Republic needed only send a task force to each sector to ensure it remained secure. "This is Admiral Ackbar to Liberty Task Force. Set a course for Kuat." Ackbar would lead the task force to Kuat on board his flagship the MC-90 Liberty. "All fighters return to your bays. May the force be with you." The channel was cut as the ship enters hyperspace followed by several support ships. The line appeared to be drawn.
"Admiral, the holo net reports ready for transmitting. We'll be entering the system in a matter of moments." Spoke the captain of the mighty warship. The Admiral was not a man to be toyed with. He had struggled far to much just to waste time.
The Rebellion by now had heard of the movement and was preparing a strike force to intercept any attempt by the Empire to retake any sector especially Kuat. But they would not see this coming. "Excellent. Prepare for broadcast on my signal. Its time I rally the Fleet."
The human admiral steps up onto the pad installed on the bridge of his Star Destroyer.
"Citizens of the Empire, Champions of the Imperial Will, and those who refuse to accept its peace and order. I, Admiral Badnarik, call upon all loyal Imperials and seekers of peace and order to rally to stand against the vile rebellion. Soon I will lead a strike to retake lost land of the Empire to begin the long path to restore the galaxy to the paradise that is the Empire. Even now as I speak, several Imperial Warships and armies are moving and preparing to cast the first blow of our new age. The Old Order has been defeated but its virtues live on in us! The New Order shall rise out of its ashes! Long live the fighters of peace!"
It was a short address as the holo light faded on him and across the galaxy the 3 dimensional image shattered. He knew what it would mean. He knew exactly what to expect. The rebellion would put up a strong defense. They would have a fight for their lives in front of them. It would be like nothing they had ever had before. It would be a battle for it all. It was exactly what he wanted. The trio of ships would soon be setting course for their target. Soon he would see if he was correct and if his strategy was perfect. He looks out the front port of the bridge into space. It was dark. Exactly as it should be.
Meanwhile the New Republic was surprised to hear of such an operation being announced on interstellar channels. Clearly this Admiral Badnarik was insane. It was clear where they would strike. Kuat, Couruscant, or Darpa Sector. Each was recently lost and each vital to the Empire. The Republic needed only send a task force to each sector to ensure it remained secure. "This is Admiral Ackbar to Liberty Task Force. Set a course for Kuat." Ackbar would lead the task force to Kuat on board his flagship the MC-90 Liberty. "All fighters return to your bays. May the force be with you." The channel was cut as the ship enters hyperspace followed by several support ships. The line appeared to be drawn.
A knight is sworn to valor.
His heart knows only virtue.
His blade defends the helpless.
His word speaks only truth.
His wrath undoes the wicked.
His heart knows only virtue.
His blade defends the helpless.
His word speaks only truth.
His wrath undoes the wicked.
