Alan lounged on the sofa in the Condo that he and Lucky lived in.  It was a spacious condo and Alan always enjoyed getting back to Tadath and spending some time in it.  Lately though, it felt like they were usually off-world more often than at home.

Alan took a swig of beer as he glanced over at Lucky who was busy going through paperwork on her desk.  The squad had returned from a gruelling battle with a nasty Hutt called Pratt and Alan hoped to never see a Hutt for as long as he lived.

He had offered to assist Lucky but she knew that he was still recovering from a wound inflicted on the battlefield and insisted he rested.  Alan decided not to argue but instead decided to just relax and unwind, besides which, he knew that this relaxation would soon come to a close and they would once again be called into battle.

A beeping noise emanated from a terminal and Alan glanced over as he saw Lucky check out what it was about.  She spent some time reading through information on the screen before looking back at Alan.

“What was that?” queried Alan.

“We’ve been called into action” replied Lucky, “I’m sending the squad word to meet us in the briefing room”.

Here we go again thought Alan as he finished off his beer.  He was eager to know what the new mission was going to be and he knew that if he asked Lucky then she would tell him but he decided to wait and find out with the rest of the squad.

Leaving the condo they walked to the briefing room.  Alan wasn’t surprised when he saw that no-one had arrived yet as it was still quite early.  Lucky moved over and set up the coffee machine.  As soon as it was ready, Alan quickly poured out two coffees.  Lucky sat at the head of the briefing room table and Alan sat down beside her.  They chatted about frivolous matters as one by one the squad started arriving.

The first one to enter the room was someone that Alan had never laid eyes on before.  He had heard they were getting a new recruit by the name of Greywolf.  Alan watched him take a seat and he hoped that the mission they were about to embark upon was not going to be too gruelling for the new start.

As the rest of the squad filed in, some getting coffee, others declining.  They all shook hands with Greywolf and welcomed him to the squad.  Once everyone had sat down and got the introductions over with, Lucky began the briefing.

“First off I’d like to welcome Greywolf to the squad and the return of Finch to Paladin” said Lucky, “now onto business.  There seems to be some unrest within Moorja.  Command does not perceive this as a threat but they also do not want it to spiral out of control and become a threat”.

“What kind of threat are we talking about?” asked Zeshaun.

“Right now it is a small minority of civilians voicing unrest over the Empire.  Whilst this is not threatening now, left unchecked and it could lead to a more aggressive stance against the Empire”.

“So what are our orders?” queried TK.

“We are basically going there and showing these civilians that we mean business.  Once they see a squad of highly trained troopers, fully kitted in menacing black armour, they will think differently about voicing concerns” replied Lucky.

“So basically we’re going there to be seen” said Alan.

“Yes, our presence there will quell any unrest” replied Lucky.

“What if trouble does break out?” asked Finch.

“If trouble breaks out then we will deal with it accordingly” said Lucky, “but like I said, we are talking about civilians and Command is certain that our very presence there will force them to stop any unrest to develop further”.

“With all due respect” said Njall, “but isn’t this mission quite tame compared to the battles that we have fought”.

Alan could sense that the squad weren’t overly happy with the latest mission.  He too had been looking forward to a new mission and after hearing what the mission was he was wondering whether he would actually get to see any action himself.

“I agree Njall, it is a very easy assignment” replied Lucky, “however, recently we have been involved in quite intense battles and Command has decided that we need to take it easy for a while, especially with the introduction of a new trooper”.

The squad murmured amongst themselves as they took in the information.  Alan glanced around at their faces.  He knew that they wanted to get into the heat of a battle but maybe this would be good for them.

“Any further questions?” asked Lucky.  Lucky glanced around at the faces and saw that no-one else had anything further to say.  “If that’s it then dismissed, please report to the hangar bay in two hours, a shuttle will be waiting to take us to Moorja.  Private Greywolf if you could stay behind please”.

Alan watched as the squad started filtering out the room.  He sat down with Lucky and waited till everyone had left.  He hadn’t had a chance to speak to the new Private and he decided that now was as good a time as any.

“I’d like to personally welcome you to the squad” said Lucky as she shook Greywolf’s hand.  This is Alan he’s my Assistant Squad Leader.  Any questions then please don’t hesitate to ask us”.

“I’m just glad to be a part of the squad” replied Greywolf.

“Nice to have you with us” said Alan as he shook Greywolf’s hand.

“Get yourself down to the armoury, they’re expecting you.  You’ll get your black shock trooper armour and your standard rifle” said Lucky.

“Will do” replied Greywolf “and thanks”.

Alan and Lucky watched Greywolf leave and head to the armoury to collect his gear.

“Well I guess we’d better go back to the Condo and pack” said Lucky.

“Sounds like a plan to me” replied Alan.

Together they headed back to the Condo to get ready for Paladin’s latest mission.

TK rose steadily off his bunk in his quarters, his stomach was in agony due to the surgery on the wound he acquired in the last mission. He stood up and picked up his datapad, which was buzzing annoyingly. TK peered down on the minute screen, a message from Lucky:

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TO: Vaas Lowrider – TK_421

FROM: Luckystar

Good morning Private, I hope you have had a pleasant rest, and have or are recovering from your wounds in the last mission. Please come down to the squad briefing room, a new mission has been assigned.

Good Luck Private,

                                        Lucky


P.S: I would please like to speak to you about your wound and how it may affect you in the up-coming mission.
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TK lifted his ragged t-shirt reveling scalded hole which was from the Magna guard not long before; he looked at the stitch ridden wound. Let’s just hope I don’t pick up another one of these thought TK as he placed on some ‘nicer clothes’

TK plodded down the halls of Tadath at a steady pace, some may say he is simply being a ‘slow coach’ or just ‘Time wasting.’ However, one thing was certain, he was taking his time. TK was studying the pictures on the walls, the pictures of the Empire back in the day, some ancient from the Clone Wars.

TK arrived after several minutes of studying the walls; he hadn’t had a chance to look around much, after being pushed into the heat of battle so early in his Imperial career.
He came across a familiar door, the one into Paladin’s squad briefing room. Inside, was only three figures, two was recognizable. However, another was a man, who looked about his mid twenties, was unrecognizable. TK trudged over to his seat, next to this mysterious figure, as he sat down he got a pleasant nod of Alan.

“Am I too early?” queried TK

“Not too much” replied Lucky, who was drinking a warm cup of coffee

“Gives you time to meet our new recruit” she continued

TK looked at the man besides him
“Salutations, I am Private Greywolf” said the recruit

TK shrugged and pulled out a miniature hologram of Moorja

“Is this what you needed?” asked TK

“Sure is, many thanks, I will plan out the planetary surface and routes, and what not” replied Alan as he reached over and collected the hologram



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TK swiveled his bottom on his seat as he noticed the remnants of the squad step in, and take their places.

TK waited for several prolonged minutes listening to the briefing. Although, he was looking on the bright side of going on the mission, the message from Lucky that same morning had upset him; many painful memories flooded his mind, about the mission, about the Magna guard.

“Any further questions?” asked Lucky.  Lucky glanced around at the faces and saw that no-one else had anything further to say.  “If that’s it then dismissed, please report to the hangar bay in two hours, a shuttle will be waiting to take us to Moorja.  Private Greywolf if you could stay behind please”.

TK took to his feet and left the room. Though, when he left he shuffled through his pockets, noticing his keys to his apartment were missing. So he took it upon himself and entered the room.

“Sorry to disturb you, but please my I collect my keys?” asked TK very politely

“Sure go ahead, in fact; May we have a moment of your time, trooper?” replied Alan

“You may, sir” he replied

TK picked up his keys and stood at attention

“This is Private Greywolf” said Lucky placing her hand on top of his head for a brief moment

“I am aware of that” replied TK

“Ah, you have met?” asked Alan suspiciously

“Not really, just a quick exchange of words is all” replied TK

“No, you never replied” said Greywolf in an angry manner

“Hush, don’t argue” said Lucky

A brief silence erupted

“I apologize” said TK guiltily

Greywolf stood and shook TK’s hand but soon sat back down

“Well, Greywolf, TK here was recently placed in this squad, fighting Pratt actually.” Said Lucky

“Indeed, TK is a prime example of the dangers out there, we have all been trained the same. However, TK was never gave the briefing we did” said Alan

TK nodded briefly

“Please show him your wound” said Lucky

TK lifted his shirt high above his chest showing the gruesome hole

“A magna guard did this, thanks to command not issuing him the briefing” said Alan

“Though we do assure you, nothing like this will happen to you. You’re lucky you have been briefed on the mission and the dangers” said Lucky

Greywolf nodded but looked like he was going to gag, Lucky signaled TK to lower his T-Shirt

“Well, you two should head on down to the armory soon” said Alan “We only have two hours until we leave”

TK lead the way out of the room, and turned and headed down to the corridor

“Are the missions hard” queried Greywolf nervously

“Depends” replied TK

“On what” Greywolf said

“Loads of things” replied TK

“Okay, I will see you later” said Greywolf

TK laughed, “We won’t have a choice”

Nice guy thought TK, as he continued on to his apartment. Although, it was only down the corridor it seemed like forever to reach it, but when he reached it he turned on his Comnet radio, and sat on his bed to pass the time until they leave.

Lucky walked back to the condo, already wondering what it would be like on Moorja.  unlocking the door, she stepped into the quiet Condo with Alan right behind. moving to the armory, she got out her armor, slipped out of her clothes and into the undersuit before piecing her armor together. Five minutes later, she had everything oon except for her gloves and helmet. Taking two pre-prepared diners, she warmed them up and set them on the kitchen table. They ate quickly, the shuttle would be waiting for them.

Putting on her gloves and helmet and fetching her weapons of choice for missions, she grabbed everything and was out in no time. Walking as fast as her armor could carr her, she walked quickly to the sshuttle and found zeshaun already onboard and waitin for teh rest of the squad.

"Hey there Zesh, glad to see someone's here before me for once." she said smiling.

'Yeah, surprised to se you weren't here first."

"Decided to take my time today."

She sat nearby and himself, Alan and shestarted to make small-talk.

“Get yourself down to the armoury, they’re expecting you.  You’ll get your black shock trooper armour and your standard rifle” said Lucky.

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Just as Greywolf entered the armory, a voice greeted him, "Welcome. I have been expecting you."

"Hello, I'm.."
"I know who you are and why you've come." interupted the man. "Now if you'll step over here, we can get you fitted for your armor."

Greywolf followed the man. A few moments later he stoped. Greywolf looked around, he saw cases upon cases of weapons, armor, and ration packs.

"Ahh, Here we go, try this on."

Greywolf pieced the suit together rather quickly.
"I see you know what your doing."
"Yes sir. My father tought me."
"Did he serve?"
"Yes sir. Special forces."
"Well now. How does it fit?"
As he thought about it he noticed that the armor fit like a dream and said so. The armorer handed him the standard issue rifle and lead him to another area of the armory.
"Try hitting the target," he said, pointing to a target the size of a playing card about 50 meters away.
"O.K." replied Greywolf. He brought up his gun, placed his finger on the trigger, and thought to himself, "this is no different than training with dad."
Greywolf sqweezed the trigger three times. The target propeled forward so he could see how he had done. The target was in fact a 3 of clubs.
"Well done." Remarked the man, noticing each of the three clubs had a hole in them.
"Thank you sir. I don't mean to be impatient ,but if were done here i need to go prepare for my mission."
"Carry on."

Five minutes later Greywolf entered his room only to find all his belongings aranged neatly and two droids. Though he had never seen these droids before, he recognized the first as a B-1a Battle Assassin droid and the other as an FX-6 surgical assistant droid. both were powered down. behind the droids on the counter he found a package which contained his fathers sniper rifle and armor.
Greywolf packed his issued rifle and the sniper, laid out his armor and ate a cold meal. afterwards he pieced his suit together, grabed his gear and headed to the shuttle.
When he arrived he found three people conversing. Greywolf threw a salute, stored his gear and found a seat.

As Njall headed back to his apartment, he reflected over what he had heard at the briefing.  After all the action during the last mission to Nubia, he had expected the brass to assign the squad a better mission than intimidation.  When Njall got to his apartment, he waded through the mess on the ground to find his travel kit.  When that was found, he packed his grenades, ration packs, garrison uniform and anything useful that he could find.  Njall then slipped into his shock trooper armor and grabbed his blaster on his way out the door.  He then headed towards the shuttle bays. 

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When Njall arrived at the shuttle bay, he sighed with relief that he was not late.  In fact, not everyone was there yet.  He glanced around and saw Lucky, Alan and Zeshaun chatting near the shuttle and TK talking with the new guy, greywolf.  Njall strolled over to where Zesh and the other were.

“Hey guys, what’s happening?” Asked Njall

“Lucky won’t let me drive.” Zeshaun whined

“We have been over this before Corporal, I personally want to land in one piece, and I’m sure the other members of our squad feel the same.” Alan said

“Don’t look at me, I’ve never seen you drive.” Njall said as he wandered away

Njall walked over to where TK and grey were standing and introduced himself.

“Hey man, never got a chance to welcome you back at the briefing so, welcome to Paladin.  I’m Private Njall.”

“And I’m Private Greywolf.  Do you think our mission is going to be a good one?” greywolf responded

“It will probably be easier than most, but it will defiantly give you a taste for things to come.” Njall said

OOC:

sorry if its a bit short, i had a test today and i'm a bit tired

TK stepped on the rampart of the ministry-class orbital shuttle, inside was kitted with furniture and carpets, specifically for Paladin, TK gawped in amazement at the items on board, there was even a fixed bed. TK stood frozen for several moments.

“Keep it up at this rate, your jaw will hit the floor, and we won’t make it to Moorja” said Zeshaun who gave him a gentle push

TK walked over to a couch on the left of the shuttle, before he sat down he squatted down and opened a footlocker underneath the couch, he lifted his gear and placed it neatly inside. TK rose to his feet and sat down on the couch. He looked at the ramp again, Greywolf was stepping on board – he was the last.

TK looked at the bed which was stood fixed on the wall near the back of the shuttle Good thing Zesh isn’t flying, if someone sat under there if he did, they would die thought TK briefly remembering Zeshaun’s earlier attempts at flying shuttles.

“Hi TK, aren’t your nervous” asked Greywolf, who seemed to be coping everybody else’s example with the gear under the couches.

“In some ways. Yes. Other ways, No” replied TK

“How so” queried Greywolf who was giving him a puzzling look

“Experience my bucko” said TK loudly

The squad gave him a stare

“Well what I’m saying is, that I have been through this before, so I know these people and I know they will stick their necks out for you. However, I don’t know what to expect from Moorja” he continued

“Well I’m a nervous wreck” said Greywolf jittery

“Well look on the bright side, Zeshaun isn’t flying” said TK sarcastically

The squad chuckled at his comment; Zeshaun looked away from him and tried to change the topic

“What’s the whether like on Moorja?” asked Zeshaun speedily

“Well we could chuck you out” said Njall

“Why” asked Zeshaun in amazement

“So you can fly and you can check the whether at the same time” hooted Finch

The squad gave a large laugh, as Zeshaun almost cried

After several minutes of waiting on the shuttle, he felt a sensational vibration underneath his feet, they were leaving.


Moment’s later in space TK looked out the window behind him, it was desolate and dark, with the exception of the stars and the light from the shuttle’s interior.

TK felt the ship shake

“What was that?” he asked

“Damn” cursed Lucky

TK glanced out the window again; they were in a field – an asteroid field.

Alan couldn’t believe that Lucky had allowed Zeshaun to pilot the ship down.  True enough, he didn’t surprise anyone as they had crash landed once again.  Zeshaun had pleaded with people that it wasn’t his fault, but then Alan remembered that he always said that.  Maybe I’ll send him to the Navy and get them to give him flying lessons thought Alan as he stepped off the ship.

"Welcome," A very happy looking man said, he was dressed in oil stained uniform." I'm the lead mechanic of this space port, we're happy to have you with us."

Alan smiled as it had been some time since the squad had actually landed on a world occupied by the Empire.  It was going to be nice to be on a planet where the majority of the populace were on your side and not trying to kill or abduct you.

Lucky strode purposefully to the front of the squad and said “I’m Luckystar, leader of the Paladin squad and it is a pleasure to be here.  Can you tell me anything about the unrest here and where that Ion blast came from”.

“I wish I knew” replied the mechanic, “terrible thing, terrible thing.  I can’t imagine anyone being unhappy with the Empire but I think some of our younger generation want Moorja for themselves, without the need of the Empire’s involvement.  It makes no sense to me”.

“Well if you hear of anything that could be useful to us then contact me immediately” replied Lucky.

“Of course, of course.  I hope you find whoever is responsible.  In the meantime my team of mechanics will set to work on repairing your shuttle” said the mechanic.

“Thank you” said Lucky gratefully as she nodded her head.

“So what’s the plan?” asked Alan as he moved up alongside Lucky.

“Time for a march through the city and see if we can figure out the location of that Ion burst” said Lucky.

Alan donned his helmet and waved the squad forward.  It had been a very long time since any of them actually marched through the streets of a city before and he was looking forward to it.

TK hopped off the shuttle with his gear already equipped, he noticed the squad conversing with a man wearing oil stained uniform. just a mechanic he thought as he ambled over to the banter.

“Let’s go find that Ion burst location” ordered Lucky

TK looked towards where the squad was marching, there stood a 10m high gate, made entirely out of iron and stone, it stood wide open and on the other side was the city. TK peered up and noticed a cloaked figure stood on a building with an X-45 sniper rifle. He heard a slight murmur in the wind “Down with the empire” TK touched Lucky on the back and told her to look up

“Damn” she cursed as she took defensive position

TK and the squad followed as the man fired at them, He looked around and he saw several other men dressed the same, though with Chitin armor underneath the robes.
They all opened fire at the squad; TK drew his concussion rifle and fired it at one of the buildings, knocking out on of the men. However, the man fell straight of the roof, and was ended with a sickening thud as he hit the ground.

“Open fire” ordered Lucky

“Haven’t even started the mission and were under attack” said Alan

“I thought this was an Empire controlled system” said Finch

“Yes it is, but there are always some people who hate us” said Njall

TK looked at Greywolf who seemed to be handling him self just fine, he had just fired of a shot from his slugthrower which hit a robed man in the shoulder, which dropped him on to the ground.

TK looked around and noticed on more sentient, this time different. He looked closer and noticed it was a Yuuzhan Vong.

“What is that doing here” said TK as he pointed over towards the tall man-like creature. TK look around to the location where the 'haters' were.

"I am freindly to the Empire" the beasts bellowed in a deep sharp voice

"Who were they?" asked Lucky

"Never mind that, but remember not everyone likes being invaded" the deep voice continued "I will see you around"

TK watched as the sentient walked off

"Atleast some people like us" said Alan

the squad nodded in agreement

"Any suggestions on where to look first?" asked Lucky

TK raised a hand

"We could check the cantina, get some drinks and ask around" suggested TK

Lucky nodded and turned around and walked towards a large building, the squad walked in to a deafening banter.

OOC:

Sorry i'm kind of tired and i could not do to my best ablility

TK stepped outside, the moment he stepped outside he felt water droplets trickle down his visor, and within a minute it was heavy. Damn, forgot to pay bartender for my Jawa Juice remembered TK

“I’m just going to go pay off the bartender, ill meet you up the road” said TK as he trudged off out the mud and rain. He stood back in the heat of the cantina, he approached the bartender and gave him a tap on the shoulder, the bartender turned around showing his physical appearance; he was a Chiss.

“Yes?” asked the Chiss bartender

TK never replied but instead placed down the money on the table and walked off. However, he overheard someone talking about an Ion Cannon, so he sat down on a seat next to the men.



Minutes had past until the conversation was over, he stood up and left the cantina into the storm, he met back up with the squad.

“What took you so long?” queried Lucky

“Listening to someone talking about an Ion Cannon” replied TK

“What did they say” said Alan

“Stuff about it being at a scout outpost sixteen miles from here” said TK

“That it?” asked Finch

“They were Weequay I couldn’t understand them” said TK

“Its okay, we have our location then” said Lucky

“Lets move out on Lucky” said Alan

TK ran through the mud through the city streets, until they came towards a travel bureau. He followed the others in, Lucky asked about the old republic encampment.

“It is nearly Twenty miles away, here let me show you” said the assistant

TK and the squad looked around a map, which showed a complex lay out of Moorja, TK noticed a horseshoe shape area near a cliff, the assistant pointed at it

“That is it” she said

“Thank you” said Lucky

TK followed Lucky out as the squad walked to the path that leads them to the encampment.

Lucky entered the dark building first, followed by Alan and then the rest of the squad.  As soon as Alan entered the building he wasn’t happy.  Something just wasn’t quite right about this place and he couldn’t put a finger on what it was.  His blasters were immediately out of their holsters as he prepped for trouble.

“Engage night-vision mode everyone” called out Lucky through the com.

The squad engaged their night-vision.  Alan wasn’t keen on it but it was better than the darkness that currently enveloped the squad.  Suddenly Alan stumbled and fell against a wall, his hand pressed against his temple.

“Alan, what’s wrong?” asked Lucky, her voice full of concern.

“I’m alright” replied Alan, as he shook his head, “Just a headache”.

“You want to take a rest?” queried Lucky as she moved alongside him.

“Nah, I’m fine, let’s press on” replied Alan as he stood up slowly, his temple still throbbing softly.

“Ok” replied Lucky as she looked at him before waving the squad forward.

The building was quiet, too quiet for comfort.  Alan listened intently to see if he could locate any noise but apart from the sound of the squad, he heard nothing.  I don’t like this thought Alan.

The squad started checking all the rooms but couldn’t find a soul.  Opening a door they entered a large room and in its centre stood the ion cannon.  Well at least we found this thought Alan.

“Zeshaun, TK, put that thing out of commission” ordered Lucky, “the rest of you keep watch.  I find it surprising that this is not guarded”.

Everyone nodded as they moved to their assigned designations.  Alan kept watch on one of the nearby doors.  Lucky moved over to him to check up on his as TK and Zeshaun moved over to the cannon.

“What the hell” exclaimed Zeshaun.

“What is it?” asked Lucky.

“The things fake” called out TK.

“What!” exclaimed Lucky as she moved over to Zeshaun and TK and noticed that despite the cannon looking very real it was indeed nothing more than a fake.

“Damn it, it’s a trap” said Alan, “lets get out of here”.

The squad started making their way towards the exit only to hear the sound of doors being closed and bolted.  Arriving at the main entrance to the building they found that the doors were secured tightly.

“Great” commented Lucky, “looks like we just walked into the trap”.

Zeshaun was surprised to see the lack or man power the rebels had. They had come with 4 men, including the Yuuzhan Vong, to try and defeat a fully trained and deadly squad of stormtroopers. they're really under estimating us Zeshaun smiled as he thought about how easy it would be to take them out. TK_421 suddenly burst out from behind his cover, bearing a jet pack and firing his weapons at the little group of rebels. Zeshaun watched as TK_421 was wrecking havoc from above. Zeshaun's smile suddenly faded, when the whip like weapon that the Yuuzhan Vong had. It shot out as TK_421 passed over it and it seemed to pass through the jet pack. TK_421 suddenly fell to the ground, the jet pack sputtering and leaking oil from it's sides. what the hell? Zeshaun thought as he turned his attention back to the whip like weapon.

Zeshaun carefully examined it, as the Yuuzhan Vong lashed out at any of the paladin's that came too close. The other three rebels were dead and gone but the tall creature still remained. The weapon seemed to be some kind of creature, with a head very similar to that of a snake but Zeshaun did not know of any snakes that had been used as a weapon before.

"Alan, do you have any idea what that is?" Zeshaun asked through the com.

"No, but it looks pretty dangerous, " Alan warned, "Keep your distance."

The squad fired shot after shot at the creature but was blocked every time by the whip. This isn't as easy as I thought Zeshaun took cover from nothing in particular since the Yuuzhan Vong did not have any sort of projectile weapon and the others were dead. He reloaded his rifle and started to fire again.

"You are better than I suspected." The monster shouted, "I'll be back."

The creature left as abruptly as he it had come, leaving the three bodies of the rebels left on the cat walk or where they had fallen.

"That was strange." Njall said, as the whole squad came out of hiding.

"Indeed," Lucky said." I don't like the looks of that creature, but for now, let's try to find a way out of here."

The squad checked every door and found that they were all locked and bolted from the other side. There were no windows, and the door that the Yuuzhan Vong had left through was also locked from the outside.

"Any good ideas?" Greywolf asked, sounding a bit nervous.

"Not really." TK_421 said, walking around the room.

Zeshaun sat down at one of the computer terminals in the room, and surprisingly it turned on, and the terminal worked. He quickly started to type away, looking for some kind of key to unlock all the doors. He searched for a while but found nothing. Frustrated he smashed the computer with the end of his rifle.

"What was that." Alan asked, sticking his head out from around the corner.

"Sorry, just smashing a computer terminal." Zeshaun replied.

"Well, keep it down." Alan said sighing.

Zeshaun sat in the chair, twirling around. The others eventually joined him, all of them equally frustrated with their lack of success.

"We've been at this for an hour, there's got to be some way out of here we're not thinking of." Njall complained.

"We know, we're obviously working on it." Lucky said, clearly frustrated as well.

"And this was supposed to be easy." TK_421 said.

"What's easier than sitting in a locked room, doing nothing?" Zeshaun added.

The squad chuckled. Zeshaun took off his helmet to get some fresh air. It was still fairly dark, the lights had not been turned on but Zeshaun could see lights coming in through a window on the far side. wait, the window Zeshaun got up and ran toward the window, put his shoulder down and ran as hard as he could into it. He just bounced off and landed on his butt, his shouldering screaming out in pain.

"We tried that already." Alan said with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"You could have told me that before I ran into it." Zeshaun grumbled, holding his shoulder.

"Well, somebody's gonna have to come save us eventually right?" Graywolf said.

Lucky nodded. Zeshaun wasn't sure if she was just nodding to comfort the new guy or if she really thought someone would come look for them. I hope we're not stuck in here, i really hate being trapped Zeshaun thought as he sat back down in the chair in front of the terminal.

As lucky was tending to Alan, Greywolf was inspecting the area for what seemed the 15th time. his eyes swept the walls and something caught his eye. it was an air vent. it looked just big enough that he could fit with his armor off.

"Permision to remove my armor, lucky?"

"I don't see why not, we aren't going anywhere."

Greywolf removed his armor by the vent. and quietly opened it. It came easily enough. he grabed his sniper and crawled into the ventilation shaft. Just inside it forked left and right.

"Well, the door is to the right so ill go that way." greywolf thought to himself.

As he turned the corner, he heard the faint voices of his team.

"Where is private Greywolf?"

"I don't know but i found his armor."

Greywolf kept going. after the next turn he found another vent opening.this one swung upwards from the wall. he first looked out. he saw one rebel standing in front of a door. that must bee the room the troopers are in. He slowly raised the vent door, and found the target in the scope of his rifle. He squeezed the trigger once. There was a thud as the rebel hit the wall and slid down.

Greywolf dropped from the shaft and made more noise than he would have liked, but he didn't hear the shuffle of foot steps down the hall so there must not be any one else.

There was a loud clank as Greywolf opened the latch of the door. he opened it and was greeted with all of paladin squad's rifles pointed at him. Greywolf threw up his hands, and as he did there was a blaster shot from behind him. A shot tore through his lower leg and he dropped. Paladin squad opened fire on the new group of rebels. When the rebels were delt with Zeshaun remembered Greywolf on the floor.

"Are you ok?" asked Zeshaun.

"I've had worse." replied Greywolf.

Zeshaun helped grey wolf up. He hobled back to where he had left his armor and re-suited up.

"Its been days!" cried Katarn sitting next to his comlink in his small apartment.

"Something has gone wrong, I know it!"

"Im so ticked, I mean Grey is a great soilder, but they could of took me with them."

Just then something hit Katarn, "They haven't reported in because there in trouble." " I mean its not like TK to tell me whats up after he left, I mean Lucky or Alan hasn't reported in." thought the frightened Katarn.

"Thats it im going in to see whats wrong."

Katarn grabbed his gear, and medical supplies then ran out to his shuttle.

Alan saw light all around him.  He had often heard people say that when they were near death that they saw a shining white light and he wondered whether this was his time.  The light enveloped him completely and he was certain that his time had come.  He was saddened as he always knew being in the army was not without risk but there was still so much for him to do and he hated the thought of making Lucky a widow,

The pain in his head was still there and the light persisted.  Alan held up his hand to shield his eyes and found that it actually worked.  He blinked his eyes repeatedly and gave them time to adjust to not having bright light shone at them.  From behind his eyes he could see a pole with a base.  He lashed out his foot and heard a crashing noise.  Removing his hand he saw the remains of what had been a spotlight.

Alan grimaced again as he felt another shooting pain in the side of his head.  His hand reached up to cradle his head and then he felt it.  What the hell is that thought Alan as he felt a wire strapped to his head.  He wasn’t sure whether pulling at it was a good idea but the pain told him to do it anyways.  He tugged it off and rubbed him temple, the pain was thankfully gone.

Alan felt strange and disorientated, the last thing he remembered he was with the squad in Moorja, in fact he remembered being with Lucky.  Now where the hell am I he thought as he stood up and looked around to get some bearings.  Then he saw them and his face dropped as he thought to himself you have got to be kidding me.  Alan immediately went to work.

Meanwhile, back on Moorja, Luckystar, squad leader of Paladin, disappeared.

As the shuttle took off all Katarn could think about was the squads condition. He knew that something went wrong. In his head, he wants to think that nothing went wrong, but in his heart he knew something was wrong. As he approached the planet, he remembered that it is a rebellion planet. Katarn put his engines on low so he is not detected as he decends onto the planet. On his way to the landing pad, Katarn got caught in an ion storm. It sent his shuttle crashing to the ground, and Katarn's left arm was slashed by the broken metal. As Katarn pulled himself together, he walked off the mangled shuttle only to remember the medical supplies inside, but it was to late, the shuttles fuel tank was breached and before long the entire ship was on fire. Cussing at himself, Katarn started to feel his left arm bulging. Katarn needed to find the squad fast before his arm gets infected.

"Need to get to TK, hopefully he has some medical supplies with em, hopefully he's okay." thought Katarn.

After hours of wandering around the city, Katarn heard blaster fire. He quickly ran over to the sound, and saw a large group of Rebels fighting..... Paladin! Katarn sprinted to the nearest cover, flipped out his Blaster Rifle and shot, 2 shots into the nearest Rebel, he watched as he crumpled to the ground. Suddenly he saw a tall figure charge a Rebel and watched him bash his face in. Katarn smirked, it was Zeshaun. The rest of Paladin popped up from cover and killed 4 of the scum. Katarn then rushed over to Zeshaun, made eye contact, and then Zeshaun nodded.

"Welcome to the battle, enjoying your stay?" joked Zeshaun as he shot a Rebel in the head, execution style.

"Yeah, I epsecially love the welcoming party." joked back Katarn as he punched a Rebel in the stomach, then snapping his neck.

With 4 soilders left, the Rebels retreated. Paladin wasn't in the mood for more fight, though Zeshaun was, so Grey and Finch followed them. When the dust settled Katarn walked up to TK clapped his hand, then asked him to treat his wounds. While TK treated Katarns wounds, Zeshaun filled him in with everything up to now. Shocked by the fate of their commanding officers, Katarn decided they should get a shuttle and find Lucky, and Alan.

"Think we should temporarly elect a Squad Lead?" asked Katarn.

Noone spoke, nobody ran the squad better then Lucky and Al. They where just going to have to tough it out.