This is part 1 of a multi-part story i`m writing. I`m using characters from a now in-active RPG board that i particapated in, much like this one. Feel free to ask any questions between parts about characters or locations.

This part(although not stated in the story) takes place in open, Rebel controlled space near an out rim planet.
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Trevor drifted in his Z95 Headhunter for a few moments, coasting away from the explosion of one his best friends and squad mates, the Trandosian, Szar. Szar was his squad leader, and although harsh most of the time, he and Trevor had grown to be good friends throughout years of combat protecting one another.

'Damn....Well, I guess I better Tell Reaper the news...we`re down to two.'He thought to himself, Turning his fighter around and trying to find the opponent starfighter that had destroyed Szar.

Spotting an A-wing to his left, attempting to flee the scene, he set chase. Although the A-wing was a much faster fighter then his outdated Headhunter, He somehow managed to catch up and launch a single proton torpedo, his last one. As it left the torpedo tube, things seem to slow down for Trevor as he crossed his fingers. The torpedo closed in on the A-wing, and hit it directly behind the cockpit, and above the engines, causing a mass explosion of the engine. Trevor flew thru the explosion and started his way to home base, a single tear rolling down his cheek for Szar.

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Trevor landed his Headhunter in the hanger of the small cruiser, and got out. He took off his flight helmet, and threw it across the hanger, where it hit a R4 unit with a loud clang, resulting in a few sharp beeps from the R4.

"O give it a rest Zap," He said to the droid sternly. "I don`t have time for it...Where is Reaper?" He said, even though he knew the droid would have no idea. He walked out of the hanger and towards Reaper `s quarters.

When he arrived, the door was open and Reaper lying on his bed, looking at a catalogue of blaster pistols.

"Hey Trevor," Reaper said, without even looking up at Trevor. "What`s up? Normally you say the first words, not me..." He said, putting down his catalogue. "O...did the fight go that badly?"

"As a matter of fact, it did. We lost Szar, Krey. Its down to you and me from the remaining 7 of Hussar Squad." Trevor said, putting his face in his hands. "Lots of good pilots lost to those damn Rebels. Just because we left doesn`t mean they have to hunt us down."

"Yeah...Damn...Szar? I thought he would be last to go, I mean, He was squad leader." Krey said, sitting up. "Well, before you got back we saw a Squadron of X-wings on Radar. Think we could take them?"

"How many?"

"Nine. Should be easy eh?"

"Saddle up Reaper, and move out. We got us a squadron to destroy!"

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Trevor flew behind Reaper, all the way until they could see the squad of X-wings flying patrol through Rebel controlled space.

"Ready Reaper? They will never expect it... Delta-Star-Zero-Three on my mark?" He said into the comm., waiting for Reapers Reply.

"Roger that Ace, Awaiting mark to fire, Arming 2 proton torpedoes and acquiring lock. Lock acquired." Reaper said into his comm., arming his duel torpedo launchers and locking onto one of the X-wings.

Trevor had done the same. "Ready? Three - Two - One - FIRE!" He yelled, launching his proton torpedoes at one of the X-wings. "Hits confirmed, two down, 7 to go." He finished, punching the throttle to full and diving straight into the midst of the X-wings, taking down one more with blaster fire.

"Nice kill Ace, These guys must be new, only one of them seems to know what to do, and the rest are seemingly un-responsive to what he is trying to do." Krey said, watching the X-wings scatter when the first to exploded, except for one, probably the flight leader, who was hot on Trevor`s tail, blasters blazing.

Reaper accelerated towards the battle, shooting at a straggler trying to escape, taking him down. He then got right on the X-wing who was following Trevor, and let loose a barrage of fire, damaging the starboard engine. The X-wing lost control and had to stop chasing Trevor.

Trevor flew hard towards a pair of X-wings, who were trying to cover each other. He launched a proton torpedo at one of them, which smashed through the cockpit and blew the craft up. He spun around and started shooting at the other with his cannons, incinerating it.

Reaper was keeping close behind the damaged leader, firing occasionally at it, with a few hits. "Enough is enough." He told himself, arming a torpedo and locking on. After a secure lock on the leader, he pulled the trigger, and smiled as the fighter in front of him turned into a ball of fire, which he flew through, before it was snuffed out by the lack of fuel.

"Hah Ace, only two left, and they are flying side by side... One for you and one for me? Delta Three Two Five?" Krey said into his comm., with a note of glee in his voice.

"Deal." Trevor said, arming his last torpedo. "On my mark..." as Reaper flew up beside him. "Three..." They both locked onto one of the ships in front of them. "Two..." Both accelerated to catch up to the fleeing X-wings. "One..." Both pilots put their fingers on their triggers.

"FIRE!!" Trevor yelled, as they both hit the triggers simultaneously, launching the torpedoes at the two X-wings. They torpedoes hit the backs of the fighters, and blew them up.

Reaper and Ace performed barrel rolls through the flames of their opponents, each with a smile on his face.

"Time to head home Reaper, I`m getting hungry."

"Ditto, lets head back." Reaper replied, with a satisfied tone in his voice.

(End of part 1)