DJ saw jaden eject, "Oh well it was a good machine". and pulling the eject he blasted out of his seat along with jaden. "Well at least i got my survival pack with me". Pulling out the portable Comlink I contacted Jaden. "Jaden you there", "yea DJ I'm here where are you" reading the comlink i noticied he was about half a click away from me (A/Nabout a half a mile in other words) "Jaden i am about half a click away i'll send you my coordinates"

"Ok see you in a bit" Jaden said. "DJ out", well might as well scout out a perimiter to see an enemy nearby. on his way out he noticied an abondend bunker checking inside it looked like a cargo bunker. "well this will be a temporary shelter for now untill we find Shazam.

"DJ you there it me jaden i am at your coordinates but i dont see you any where". "Oh sorry Jaden i am bit farther i was scouting a perimiter walk about 100 feet you'll see me". " got it", as Jaden came closer i noticied he looked worse than my self he had some scratches and bruises probably from the trees and rocks.

"Hey Jaden what took you so long". " i got lost", " well i found this abondend bunker we can use till we find shazam it has enough room the boxes are almost empty". "what do you mean almost", checking the boxes jaden found some mining equipment like drills and suits and stuff but nothing big.

"alright lets start contacting the rest of them till then lets get something to eat". "You only think about your stomach don't you" Jaden said with a chuckle. "Well after fighting a battle i am always hungry".

"Alright lets get to it" Jaden said. "yes Jaden"
 
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y think ur all that and a bag of chips. well i am all that and a bag of skittles so taste the rainbow biatch

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FM/CRW DJ234/Nazgul 8/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/Defensive Fleet/VEN/VE (=A=)

(Before DJ's post...)

Jack saw pilot after pilot go down in midst of this horrible, deadly typhoon. The winds were constatily picking up, and the fact that Jack's screens were loosing visual rapidly, he hoped he wouldn't crash like at Thyferra.

"Shazam, what's going on out there? My sensors are practically dead," Jack told Shazam.

Nothing.

"Shazam, can you hear me?"

More comm silence.

Jack adjusted the comm's controls and tried again. "Shazam, can you hear me? I repeat, my sensors are going dead. This fighter is of no more use to me."

"Jack... hold together... others down... winds too strong..." Shazam said through the failing comlink. Then, as if there was no hope, shut off completely.

Jack had lost contact with Shazam. He realized that DJ was still up in the air. He tried him.

"DJ, can you hear me?" Jack tried.

"Copy you, Jack. What's wrong?" DJ234 responded.

"My sensors are practically dead, and I can't hold her together much long-" Jack's comm shut off. The winds had taken their toll on Jack's fighter.

"Jack?" DJ tried frantically. "Jack? Are you there?"
 
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Revenge is what holds this galaxy together. Without it, the universe would be a boring place.

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Jack Nebulax, Imperial Navy, Vast Empire.
XO/FL/PO2 Jack Nebulax/Nazgul 5 (2-1)/Wing 1/mSSD Atrus/Defensive Fleet/VEN/VE (=A=) (=*SA*=) [VC:B]
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Jack Nebulax, Planetary Governor of Ullyr, Directorate Network (http://www.directorate.net/)
PG/MAG Jack Nebulax/Ullyr/Phare/Empyrean
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Jack "Zax" Nebulax, Commander of Nemesis Wing

(Stay in the Cave, me and DJ have to meet up with you guys)

The hike up the mountain was treacherous.  Jaden held his E/11 carbine while him and his squadron mate DJ climbed up the mountain to the alcove where Jack and Shazam were hiding to keep out of the storm.

"Jaden, I still don't know much about you," said DJ.  "Can you tell me a little bit more about yourself?"

"Well, I come from a small town on Correlia," said Jaden.  "My family was a normal family, except for the fact that my mother died at birth.  I always use to dream about being some sort of pilot, and the closest thing I ever came to on Correlia was CorSec.  My father had me inlisted at a young age, so that I could become a great pilot."

"Well, you seem to be a pretty good pilot to me," said DJ.  "We barely made it out of those fighters"

"Yea, I suppose you are right.  Well, my father went out on a mission just outside of Correllia, escorting a cargo convoy.  Everything was going just fine, and then a group of pirates jumped in on them, and launched a full scale attack.  Code Red was signalled at the base, and I was immediately dispatched, because I was a high ranking pilot."

"By the time I got there, it was over.  Everything was in rubble, and nothing but the remnants of my fathers crew remained.  I could still see the insignia of all the fighters he had killed on the side of his fighter.  Pieces were flying all over, and I felt like dying right on the spot."

"I left CorSec about a week later, and left to find a new life.  Nothing was left for me except my droid Fonze.  You have probably seen him back at the barracks sometime or other.  I left for Coruscant, trying to find something to do, you know, a job or something or other.  I came upon the Imperial Recruitment Office, and here I am now."

"That sounds like a rough life so far," said DJ.  "But, you are having a good time here?"

"Well, I lost my arm a few missions back, but I was created a new one.  It really works good you know, Fonze likes to toy around with it when I'm not really doing anything.  I guess it's kind of a project for the both of us!"

Just as Jaden finished, a Squadron of A-wings shot out over the mountain.  Jaden glanched down at the base to the right.  A ton of fighters were being launched from the hanger.  It looked as if there was a whole nother battle going on besides what the VE was trying to accomplish.  Some sort of diversion.  Just then, a whole Squadron of Tie Hornets arose from the hanger.  They were death black, and had some sort of insignia on them.  They arose from the surface, escorting another shuttle.  Battle erupted onto the surface of the base.  The A-wings were doing hit and runs all around.  They were starting to hit the cargo ship, the Vatigan.

"Shazam, something terrible just happened.  It seems as though the Rebels have taken this time to attack the Imperial Forces on this planet.  One of the cargo ships we captured must have sent out a distress signal," said Jaden.

"Copy that.  We are still waiting inside the Alcove."

Just then, a message came from the commandos"

"This is 1st Lieutenant Balon, we have the package, but it seems half of it is gone," said the soldier.

"You mean, some of the people got away?" asked Jaden.

"Yes.  The man, Tristan, left with his men in a squad of about 8 Tie Interceptors, very black, trying to get off of the planet."

"Shazam, are you hearing this?" asked Jaden.

"Loud and clear.  You and DJ get down to the base and get to that hanger.  Get in something that will fly, and meet up with us in the air.  We will launch out of the cave when you guys are into the air, then try to track down Tristan," said Shazam.

"This is Balon, we are leaving with what we have of the package.  We will hyper out of the area as soon as we get off of the planet," said Balon.

"Affirmative.  Good luck Balon."

"Goodbye Sir"

DJ and Jaden started sprinting down the right side of the moutain, making large leaps to the bottom.  After they got to the bottom, DJ lifted Jaden over the fence, and DJ climbed over.  The wind started to die down as they treked further inside the base.

"The storm looks like it is dying down," said Jaden.

"Good, we can get into the air safely now," said DJ.

Once they arrived at the hanger, they were greated by a few officers.  They asked Jaden and DJ for ID's.

"We are loyal Imperials, and we are on a mission.  We don't have our ID's with us.  We are comandeering some of your fighers.  Don't worry, we're with the VE."

"Oh, well, we will have our ambassador send a message to Kadaan ASAP." said the officers.

"Thanks," said Jaden.

After entering the hanger, Jaden spotted a few Tie Interceptors still in one piece.  Jaden jogged over to one of them.  It seemed to be just like one of the fighters that he saw before.  It was jet black, and had a weird insignia on it.

"We'll just take these then," said Jaden.

"Alright.  You go first, I'll follow," said DJ

Jaden hopped into the fighter.  It was totally modified.  The control panels were way more technelogical then the interceptors back at the base.  Jaden switched over to the Nazgul frequency.  DJ did the same.

"Come in Shazam.  Come in," said Jaden.

Nothing came back.  Jaden waited a few moments, and then called back again.

"Shazam, I repeat, are you there?" asked Jaden.

"Yep, but we are dealing with some baddys.  Animals are coming out of the bottom of the cave.  Get in the air now, we are going to be just outside the cave flying around waiting," said Shazam.

Just then, a message came back from Art and Darius.

"This is Darius.  I have Art with me, and we have arrived at the base.  Any chance you guys are somewhere around?" said Darius.

"Yep, me and DJ are in the hanger getting some fighters going.  There are two in here if you guys need to get in the air,"

"Well, what a coincidence.  We are just outside the hanger.  Be there in a minute."

A few minutes later, Darius came in with Art under his shoulder.

Darius climbed into a fighter after helping Art hobble into another.  Art wouldn't be able to fly very well, but he would be alright.  Jaden started up his fighter, and inched out of the hanger, followed by DJ, Darius, and Art.  Shazam and Jack were flying just above the cave.  Jade formed up behind Jack and Shazam.

"Les do it," said Shazam


 
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Jaden Khaar
Vast Empire
Nazgul Squadron

"No good deed goes unpunished" -Murphy

FL/SCRW Jaden/Nazgul 9/Phoenix Wing/mSSD AtrusVEN/VE (=A=) [VC:B]

(Hmm...Cats of Soroster....Interesting....)

Shazam and Jack shot out of the cave, bolts flying from their tales.  Coldness shot down Jaden's spine.  He felt something cold.

"What was that?" asked Jaden, as the Squadron formed up.

"Soroster, protecting his kittys....." said Shazam.  "Just keep moving, get it off your minds"

The squadron was now formed up in it's previous V, looking out for the group of traitors led by the infamous Tristan.  His right hand man, Lars, would be there also, protecting Tristan with his life.

"I think I can pull up the frequency of Tristan's channel in this thing.  Looks like they have it plastered right above the com system.  MWHAHA!," said Jaden.

Jaded pulled up the modified Com Sytem and switched over to multiple channels so he could hear Nazgul, and hear Tristan's group at the same time.  Jaden pulled out a manual from on of the compartments.  On the cover it had the title: The Four Sticks.

It seemed that the Four sticks was Tristan's squadron.  Nazgul had OVER estimated them.  They only flew with 4 fighters, but Jaden kept reading and found out that they had all taken flight training for aobut 20 years.  They were definently all High Ranking officers in the Empire, but have decided to desert, and get themselves caught up in this big mess.  BIG mistake.

"Looks like they call themselves the Four Sticks.  There are only four of them!" said Jaden, exitedly.

"We did overestimate them, but,  now we shouldn't be quick to judge them like that.  Four of them.  They must be good."

"Yep, says right here that they are all 20 year veterans.  This is gonna be a tough one." said Jaden

Jaden switched the channel over to the Four Sticks.  A low voicec was speaking in Twi'lek.  Jaden transfered it over to Darius to get a translation.  Darius new Twi'lek Basic better than anyone Jaden knew.

"Looks like they are on the south side of the planet, waiting for a transport from the rebs to come pick them up and get them out of the sytem safely." said Darius

"Thats, not good.  Can you pinpoint their spot with their signal Jaden?" asked Shazam.

"Sure can.  Well, looks like they are about 20 clicks South of us, heading to mark 1.25 on the NaviMap." said Jaden.

"Good, everyone throttle up, we are going to track these guys down...." said Shazam.

(Now would be a great time to fill in what they are saying on your side of the story Shazam)



 
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Jaden Khaar
Vast Empire
Nazgul Squadron

"No good deed goes unpunished" -Murphy

FL/SCRW Jaden/Nazgul 9/Phoenix Wing/mSSD AtrusVEN/VE (=A=) [VC:B]

(Mind you, we're currently going after the 'Four sticks')

The interceptors took a little whiel to get up to speed, but once they did, and everyone was leaning forward to get to the target as fast as possible, they were bookin. 

Earlier, while listening on the FS Channel-

"Dude, I just wanna get out of here..." said Lars, he was a bit overly stressed, and he actually had kids and a wife to worry about, so this whole sceme deal that was going on put the pressure mostly on him. 

"Relax, we're almost done, and once we get to the transport, we just sit back and watch, then we fly away.  Its all good man..." said Tristan, he was probably reclining back in his seat, somethig he's installed upon receiving the modified interceptors. 

"What makes you think that they're going to let us through without ID?" queried Ven.  He was quite curious of his supposed 'leader' lately, like his credentials weren't as clear as originally claimed.  Although his mind wavered on the subject from time to time, he kept his mouth shut for most of the period, he did not dare oppose Tristan.  Over the years, he'd become extremely hostile, willing to lash out on those he held dear just to get something even more dear.  He had no mind for compromise, and that's what fit him best, there was no alternative to this mindset.

"Cause we're going to use one of thier ships, and they're going to assume we're them coming back from capturing us..."

Right after hearing this, Shazam instantly connected something.  But that's impossible, he thought to himself, theres no way you could equip something so small with a cloaking device.  Unless... 

"Jack, I need you to tell me what you see inside that fighter.  I don't think they're meant for the purpose you imagine..."  Shazam wasn't quite sure what he was going to find out, but he had an idea. 

"Uh...  Well, thers a whole hell of a lot of extra knobs and switches, some I've never even seen before really...  This one looks like an afterburner or..."  Shazam cut him off.

"They're going to take the commando ship, we've gotta hurry or they're going leave with alot more than money..."

"What?" DJ squeaked.  There was good reason for him to be surprised...  Shazam had seen it done before, but this was extremely sneaky, especially for a mercenary. 

"They're going to take our ship, get our materials in the ship, pass it off as commandos, and sell it right in front of us.  Not to mention the slaughter of those same commandos..." Darius chimed in.  He was right on this.

"We will not accept the ultimate failure of this mission.  If they get on that transport, they get away scott free, and that means the bad guys get away.  We've gotta push it..."

(There, do what you can with that, and don't be bashful, lol...)
 
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*Flash Was Here...*

CMDR/WO1 Shazam/Nazgul 1-1/Phoenix Wing/mSSD Atrus/1VENF/VEN (=A=) (=*SA*=) (=*MA*=) [LoM] [LSM] [VC:B]

Darius and Art paired up take on the 4 Sticks.  He was finding it hard to believe that there were cloaking devices on these TIE's.  They were way to small and it was breaking several laws of physics and the electromagnetic spectrum.  There was somehthing definately wrong with this.

The storm became even more fierce as the squadron fought to even find their adversaries.  Darius put on his pilot helmet as the lightning began to pick up.  The lens would prevent blinding flashes to damage his eyesight or even blind him.  "Nazgul, get your flight helmets on, it'll help in the storm," Darius suggested.  As he spoked, the fleeing black TIE's appeared.  There were only three left. 

"Lucky shot you guys, now lets get these cowards," Jack proclaimed.  He and Shazam fired into the gap fighters, hoping to draw the outside enemy out.  It succeeded and the fighter banked hard to the left, drawing away from the the rest of the group.  DJ and Jaden followed suit splitting up the last two.

The Nazgul members followed their prey as they tried to flee deeper into the storm.  Darius was solely worried about the commandos, "guys, lets finish this and get to those commandos."  Art broke off of Darius' wing, and began firing and missing at the TIE they were following.  As if Darius could read his mind, he immediatly caught on to what Art was doing.  The stray bolts drove the rebel into a particular flight path that could be predicted easily.  The weather also worked to there advantage.  They were close the equator and the TIE had found a doldrum where the wind wasn't blowing as hard horizontally.  Darius linked his lasers and fired, completely connecting with the fighter.  It vaporized into gas and debris.

Nazgul started to report in.  "We got our guy, how about the rest of you?" announced Shazam.

Jaden chimed in, there was a quick explosion and he spoke, "got him, how 'bout you guys, Darius and Art." 

Art replied, "what took you so long, I thought you'd never get them."  Darius was relieved to hear Arts sense of humor.  Either the drugs were working better than he hoped or Art was back to himself.

"Now let's get back to the Vatigan and take what is rightfully our!"  Darius exclaimed.  He could see that the storm was dying down and that the Vatigan was taking off.
 
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Feed a womp rat a food ration, he'll want an energy stim.  Give him an energy stim, and he'll rip your throat out.

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FM/CRW Darius/Nazgul 3-2/mSSD Atrus Defensive Fleet/VEN/VE (=A=)

Darius made sure Art was settled down and comfortable.  He looked three times better with an actual cast on and prescribed medication instead of over dosing on medpac painkiller.  His hair was still wet from his bacta treament.

Shazam rose, as did everone else, "Commander on deck."  Everyone's arm snapped to salute the VE Navy commander.  "At ease, pilots," said Japheth.  The men diligently lowered their arms with a snap.  Shazam led the rest of his squadron to sit down in unison.

Japheth began, "Well done Nazgul, you made it."  He gave a small reassuring smile.  "There were a few little bumps and bruises."  He looked at Art.  Continuing, "some heroics."  He gave a sharp, piercing glance Darius.  "Even some stories to tell the grandkids."  He looked at Shazam and Jack.

"Now to bring things together, I'd like to read the damage report first."  He smiled and began. 

After five minutes of listing lost fighters, damaged craft, cringes, smalls giggles and snickers from the pilots, and a few laughs.  Japheth switched topics.  "Shazam, would you like to add anything before I go on?"

Shazam rose from his chair, his uniform bristling with several medals and acknowledgements.  "Good job men.  We did real good out there.  I think we showed them that we can handle more missions like these."  Japheth gave an approving nod.  "I would also like to ask if anybody discovered how the hell those TIE's had cloaking devices."

Darius briskly rose from his chair.  "I can explain that one sir."

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(Previous of the debriefing and Nazgul was returning to the hangar.)

The hatches popped up simultaneously.  Victory cries and screams of success echoed off the broad hangar's walls.  Darius stuck his head out to see DJ and Jaden help Art out of he fighter.  He smiled to himself, thinking back to the clash with the Whiphid and the flooded canyon.  The things one would do just to save a friend, Dar thought to himself.  He reflected even further on his thought, no just thing as to just save a friend.

Darius reached under the pilot's seat and retrieved his survival pack.  Pulling out his hatchet, he wiped the dried, caked blood onto the seat.  He sure was never gonna fly this thing again.  Making his thought come to real life, he swung the seat, tear the padding and cover to shreds.

Shazam was leaning against the solar panel of his TIE when noticed Darius' anger.  He lightly jogged toward him and confronted him with a few kind words.  "Man, I'm really proud of you and angry at the same time.  We gotta work on your lack of listening to my damned orders skills."

"Yeah, well it was worth it, wasn't it, sir?" replied Darius.

"I must admit that it was, but you didn't have to shut to com off.  I would've realized that there was no other choice."  Darius seemed to ignore every word that came out of his mouth.  "I'm talking you crewman!"  He voice grew tense.  "Darius, answer me."  He only continued to ignore Shazam and started to dismantle the TIE. 

"Just because you're a little pissed or something doesn't mean you can just ingnore me."  Darius just continued to tinker with TIE's panels and access hatches.

A deck officer came to Darius and started questioning his actions.  "Is there a reason you're dismantling that TIE, pilot?"

Darius gave a quick sudden reply, without even break his gaze on the panels and gadgets, "I need tools, go get some."

The officer opened his mouth to reply ,but Shazam stopped him by grabbing his sholder, "just let it go and get the man his tools."  Shazam walked away and the officer returned with a cart full of tools.  "Sir, do you need assistance.  I can get you a mechanic."

Darius quickly replied once again, "hand me that power crowbar."  The officer muttered a smug remark, grabbed the crowbar, dropped it next to Darius' leg, and walked off, muttering even more about the cocky attitude of pilots.

Darius picked up the bar and swung with all his might at the panel he was trying to open without tools.  It bended to his blow and fell off, accompanied by water and leaking coolant.  The hangar grew silent and all the faces turned toward Darius.  He pretended not to notice but knew that he was creating attention and possible trouble.

Five minutes later, Darius had successfully, without care for any of the component that was contained inside the TIE's armor plating, guts out everthing that could possibly think would relate to a cloaking device.

Out of frustration, Darius smashed the power bar against black solar panel.  A small fragment slowly floated the dust cover hangar floor.  He picked it up and examined it.  He knew exactly what it was.  His father owned one that contained this material.

He slipped his vibroblade out of his boot and worked it along the edge of the view port.  The black of the TIE peeled back to reveal the standard gray color.

With even more brilliant ideas, he walked over to DJ TIE, hopped in the pilots seat, and power it up.  He found the button underneath the dash and activated the so-called "cloaking device." 

He then next left the cockpit and stood ontop of the hatch.  Like a womp rat being shot at, he jumped on the hatch, trying to shake the TIE as much as possible.  It's image started to flicker, but it didn't remain constant.  He then pulled out his blaster and put a bolt into the solar panel.  The TIE reappeared.

Darius thought to himself, don't mess with the maeastro.

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Darius stood there, looking at his flight members and started his explanation.  "I tore my TIE apart after the mission."  He looked at Japheth and added, "I don't think you listed that one on the damage report."

Continuing with the explantion, Darius started to pace the small room.  "That was no cloaking shield.  What is was one big ass mimic suit for TIE's.  Of those of you not familiar with a mimic suit, it's just a suit that you put on to make you invisible.  But, the only problem is that they aren't realiable.  The visual field can be easily disturbed by massive vibrations, shedding, for those creature that do, and an overload/feed back of energy, or massive lightning storms.  That's why to TIE's were black.  My father had owned one but never used it.  He thought it killed the sport of, well, killing."

"That's about all I have to say."  He sat down and waited for the meeting to continue.

(Jack, if you'd like, you can finish the debriefing.)
 
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Feed a womp rat a food ration, he'll want an energy stim.  Give him an energy stim, and he'll rip your throat out.

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FM/CRW Darius/Nazgul 3-2/mSSD Atrus Defensive Fleet/VEN/VE (=A=)