A lambda Class Shuttle Craft exits Hyperspace in the Etti System, in the Corporate Sector. This sector, once one of the most profitable sectors in the galaxy, has begun to hit rock bottom. Only Ten months earlier; after disputes over working conditions, pay, rights, taxation, and many other subjects; the government of the Etti System split into two major factions. Both of which fought for the Eight Months in civil war, where most of the fighting took place on or around Etti IV, the capital of the Etti System. During the last battle of the war, three officers stood in command positions of the battle. All of which are officers in the Vast Empire Imperial Navy; Commander Char Nobyl, Currently a Chief Petty Officer with an Unknown Location, Corporal Telok Redstorm, Currently a Petty Officer Second Class who is currently not assigned to a ship, and First Lieutenant C-3PX2, currently a Master Chief Petty Officer assigned to Viper Squadron as the Executive Officer.

Two of these Officers were known to have survived the battle and escape. One was not located, and was listed as ‘Killed in Action’. Commander Char Nobyl, never found after the battle, had managed to find his way aboard an Imperial Star Destroyer called ‘Suspense’ during a Vast Empire Imperial Naval Mission for Viper Squadron. However when C-3PX2 when to see this Man, who was C-3PX2’s Creator, it was revealed that he had disappeared again, and the last known transponder showed him in the Etti System. A place that the survivors of the war decided that they would most likely never return to, for the Socialist Government of the Separatist had taken power and applied their views and laws into the government, the main reason that the Capitalist Loyalists fought against the Separatists during the war.

C-3PX2 stood in the passenger area of the shuttle, not knowing what to expect. Technically, the moment he landed on the planet he could be arrested for what he did during the war. Therefore, the shuttle would not be touching down in a city or shuttle-port, as required by Separatist Law. Instead, they would be landing in an old abandoned outpost for the Loyalists, one that was never discovered by the Separatists. C-3PX2 knew of this place for Commander Nobyl had used it as a Base of Operations, and Droid Production Facility. C-3PX2 stared out of the window of the shuttle, wondering how there were not any hostile air forces coming to demand identification for the shuttle. This they had prepared for, as the shuttle had been equipped with two laser Turrets on the Port and Starboard sides of the Passenger area, directly in front of the Wings of the Shuttle.

However, this trip was different than the trips C-3PX2 had taken before for one major reason, he was not alone. C-3PX2 fully knew that he would need an experienced pilots along with him, but he needed one he could trust. He got that Wingman when he was posting for his leave, as he was doing this Second Lieutenant Jaden Khaar, a fellow pilot in Viper Squadron, and in C-3PX2’s Flight. After hearing about the situation, and how C-3PX2 needed a good pilot to assist, he jumped on the opportunity to go to this system, and to stick it to any oppression he could find.

The Shuttle began to hit turbulence, not violent as if they were being attacked instead more like entering the Atmosphere of a planet. As the shuttle began to hit the atmosphere of Etti IV, C-3PX2 wandered to the Cockpit of the Shuttle, knowing that it is where he would find Jaden.

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“Metal” music blasting, the shuttle speed towards the outpost, so far it was undetected. How long it would last was unknown at the time, but it would not be long.

The Music came to an abrupt halt, and it was replaced with a communication beeping sound. There was an incoming transmission.

“So much for being stealthy.” Jaden said.

“They probably do not know who it is and are trying to get a fix on what this ship is and what its cargo is.”

“So then what, play it cool?”

“Let us hear what it says, before we decide that.” C-3PX2 said as he pressed a button on the control panel.

The Audio message began, “This is Air Monitoring Station Echo-Three. You are invading restricted airspace, Identify yourself or we will fire upon you. You have Sixty seconds to respond.”

“Alright then, what’s the plan now?” Jaden asked.

“One second, let us see if this works.” C-3PX2 said as he picked up the communicator.

“This is the cargo Shuttle ‘Orgimmar’, we are transporting trade supplies to one of the market places. Requesting permission to continue course.”

“Hm… There is no record of any Transports to be in this area, change course to our location, where we shall conduct an inspection.” The monitoring officer said over comm.

C-3PX2 switched the comm. channel off.

“How good are you at dodging high speed projectiles?” C-3PX2 asked as an alarm went off, signaling incoming ordinance.

“Why…” Jaden asked.

“Because I think I pissed them off.”  C-3PX2 said boldly.

The shuttle rocked as a Anti-Air Missile slammed itself into the side of the Shuttle, it now had a hole in it. The shuttle began to catch fire, as it fell to the ground.

“Brace yourself, Etti IV is known for not normally having soft landings.” C-3PX2 said.

“I bet.” Jaden Replied.

The shuttle began its plummet towards the surface of Etti IV. It was a short fall, for the shuttle was close to the surface, less than a mile in the air.

Upon impact, all vision went dark. C-3Px2 shutdown on impact, he did not know the fate of the crew of the shuttle, or Jaden.

It Crashed, only Four Clicks Away from the outpost.

Suddenly, a welding noise could be heard coming from the side of the hull. The three members of the Corporation were attempting to board the shuttle, probably to identify who was on it.

C-3PX2 reached into the footlocker that he had placed under one of the seats in the shuttle prior to take off. He reached in and pulled out two item, both covered with what looked to be a blanket. He unwrapped the blanket on one of them, and tossed the item to Jaden.

“The Westar-M5 Blaster Rifle, an elite in blaster rifles of the War.” C-3PX2 said as he pulled out a Bandolier and tossed it to Jaden as well. “Extra Ammunition, for the long trip ahead.”

“Nice, where the hell did you get these?” Jaden asked.

“I still have a few sources who work in warehouses, old allies of the War.”

“Heh, whats the second one?”

“The Same thing, only with a simple modification.”

“What modification would that be?”

“Your blaster has a modification to give it a laser sight, I thought it may be useful for any type of night movement. My version lacks the laser sight, but makes up for it with this.”

C-3PX2 pulled out the attachment to his rifle.

“A grenade launcher!” Jaden yelled.

“Just a little toy I picked up in the cargo bay before we left.” C-3PX2 said jokingly.

The welding ceased, they had a clean cut now. All they had to do was remove that section of the hull and they would be able to enter.

“Frak, Take cover.” C-3PX2 said.

The Corporate Grunts removed the chunk of the hull.

“Anyone in there? One of the grunts yelled.

Jaden looked over to C-3PX2.

“What’s the Plan?” he asked.

“This.” C-3PX2 replied as he made modifications to his voice.

After changing his voice into a injured pilot, he yelled out.

“Ah good, finally someone here to help. You have to get us out of here, we are trapped. One of the panels fall and crushed my leg, I can not walk.”

“Heh, that’s pretty good.” Jaden whispered jokingly.

Outside, the Grunts were preparing to enter the shuttle.

“Alright, we are coming in to help.” One of them yelled.

C-3PX2 changed his voice back to normal, looked over to Jaden and said, “Flash in five, it is going to be bright.”

He then threw a flash-bang grenade into the entrance was, stunning the grunts.

“Open Fire.” One of the grunts yelled, as he fired his rifle.

C-3PX2 jumped out of cover and pulled the trigger, putting a round into the Grunt’s Chest. He fell to the ground, cold and dead. C-3PX2 did not even flinch, the sight of death was nothing compared to what he saw in the previous war. The Droid, as Cold-Hearted as a droid could be, continued to fire at the grunts.

C-3PX2 picked up the radio in the passenger seat of the speeder.

“Ok, I have an idea. I just hope it works.”  C-3PX2 said as he pressed the button on the receiver. Immediately after he pressed the button, he let go of it.

“Why did you do that?” Jaden asked.

“I need the call signs, the one for the communication station and for this speeder. If I call without them, they will know that we are not them.” He said as the radio got a communication.

“Fulcrum Driver, Dog pound; Come again we didn’t catch that.” The communication said.

“See, now we do this.” C-3PX2 said as he switched his voice.”

“Dog pound, Fulcrum Driver; I said we have searched the shuttle and found no alive persons onboard. All we have are dead pilots; we are guessing that that was all that was onboard.” C-3PX2 said in the fake voice.

“Copy; we will send a recovery team out, come on home.”

“Dog pound, Fulcrum Driver; affirmative heading home.” C-3PX2 said as he set down the radio. He then changed his voice back to normal.

“See how easy that was. By the time they find the bodies, we can be long gone.” He said.

“Alright then, let’s get going.” Jaden said, as he got ready to accelerate.

“Try to stay off the main roads; it will be easy to spot us if they see us.” C-3PX2 replied.

“Right, which way then?” Jaden asked. “You know this place better than I do.”

“There is a small village to the north, and seeing as the final battle took place to the south of here, I would say any resistance forces in the area would be in or around that village. We can not take this speeder all the way to the outpost; we will definitely be spotted and or killed.”

“Alright.” Jaden said as he began to accelerate and turn to North.

They traveled down the road at a cruising speed, trying not to attract attention. This was not easy with a battle-weary chrome droid in the passenger seat. Luckily it was getting dark out, so it would be easier as the sun went down.

C-3PX2 and Jaden walked into the cantina, trying not to attract attention. They were hoping to get inside, gather the information they wanted, and get out without anyone calling the security forces. They walked through the halls of the cantina, and walked into the main area. They decided that the best place to get information would be at the bar itself, so that is where they went. They both sat down at the bar, and signaled the bar tender.

“What’s Your Poisin?” the baternder asked.

“Ill take a Corellian Ale, and some information.” Jaden said.

“Heh, wouldn’t that basically be a bribe.”

“No, not at all. We are just looking to get some information about the area. But hey, if you don’t want out money, we can take our business elsewhere.”

“What is it you want to know?”

“First off, How much if the Ale?”

“Twenty Credits.”

“Alright, fair enough.”

“Also, we would like to know a few things that it would be better not to talk about at the bar. If you catch my meaning.” C-3PX2 said.

“I am not a spice smuggler, if that’s what you want you’ve come to the wrong place.” The bartender said.

“What we want is more of information about recent local history, mostly pertaining to the war.”

C-3PX2 looked over his shoulder and noticed two Etti Security Forces Troopers walking into the bar. A man sitting at one of the tables, seeing the Troopers, got up out of his seat and made a break for the exit.

“You there, Halt!” they yelled to the man, and then looked at the Bar. “Same with you two, don’t move!”

C-3PX2 and Jaden got out of their seats, and pulled out their blasters. They began to fire at the troopers, as they ran for the exit. They caught up with the man at the exit, and noticed something fimilar about him. It was one of their fellow Viper Squadron Pilots, Zane ZyCrusis.

“Common, get to the speeder.” Jaden yelled to him.
They jumped into the speeded and slammed on the accelerator. In the rapid acceleration, the trigger mine of the bottom of the speeder fell off. C-3PX2 waited until they troopers were close enough to the mine, and then detonated it. There was a massive fireball, and the troopers were dead.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jaden asked Zane.

“Getting into trouble it seems, I had head about some new computer components on the development line here. I was hoping to ‘acquire’ some of them.” Zane said.

“Jaden, keep heading for the outpost. If Char is still there, we can be safe there. He has enough weapons there to hold the fortress it is.” C-3PX2 said.

“What are you talking about?” Zane asked.

“Just sit tight for the ride, once we clear this forest and get over the river, we will be home free.” Jaden said.

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Alright, before we get into this whole character development thing you guys are trying, my character is pretty much unable to have a broken arm, seeing as how his right one is entirely mechanical from just under the shoulder.  The left arm could be broken, but I would like to have it edited so that there was no break.  If there's going to be something critical done with my character, please confront me before doing so.

Either than that, keep it up.

"Someone's here!" Zane signaled.

It wasn't exactly what Jaden had wanted to hear as a signal, but he knew exactly what to do.

"Gun their asses down," said Jaden to C-3PX, who was standing right beside him, blaster shouldered.

"We'll take them out and jump their speeder."

The two Viper squadron pilots came to a sprint on their way towards Zane.  As nearly as they had arrived, the young pilot let off a dozen shots into the group of men; only a couple of them actually hit their target.  Immeidately after the volley of inaccurate fire, Jaden let loose a quarter of a magazine of his carbine right into both of the troopers chests.  The Etti Corporate soldiers came to their knees, and then to the ground.

"Ones making a run for the speeder, and is yelling into his com system," said Jaden, "Take him out, C."

The droid lept over the dead bodies, nearly matching the assailants pace right away.  Within seconds Jaden could see the red bolts pierce throught he midnight scene, silencing the running footsteps that could be heard from the enemy Corporate soldier.

"I've got his com link," yelled C, "Quiet down, I'm sending back a message with an alright."

The droid began to walk back to Zane and Jaden, while speaking in his augmented voice.  As he arrived at their position, he chucked the com radio off into the blackness that surrounded them.

"It's no use, they are already sending back up.  Let us get to the speeder and make our way as far to the outpost as possible before more reinforcements arrive," said C-3PX, "My internal sensors are telling me that they are scrambling some aerial forces as well as a small ground crew.  They won't stop until we they get us."

"What the frak?" said Zane, "I didn't need to get into this kind of mess!  I was just helping some people out a local cantina!  I didn't even know it was you guys!"

Jaden let out a long sigh, his open wounds now itching with pain.

"Zane, keep it quiet man.  You're with us now, and I doubt you would stand a chance against them on your own.  We're in the same squadron, and we just so happened to run into each other at the most random time on the most random planet."

"If I were you," said Jaden, "I would stay with us."

It took the man a moment to respond, but he hesitated upon deciding to do so.

"Al-Alright," said Zane, "But lets keep it moving.  I don't need to be sent to a penal colony for helping somebody out on my way through the planet to get some spare parts."

The three men jogged to the lone speeder and quickly commandeered it.  Within seconds, they were on their way to the outpost of refuge.

"Well," said C in a loud tone, trying to throw his voice over the sound of the passing trees, "We better keep moving fast, because that outpost is our last chance at survival.  If those Corporate soldiers make it to us before then, we are toast."

Jaden glanced down at the datapad that read their distance from the outpost.  It read three klicks.

"Three klicks," said Jaden, "Not too much ground to cover, but keep your eyes peeled.  It looks like the sensors on the speeder are somewhat damaged, and the radar isn't working for some reason also."

The three men sighed all at once, keeping their blaster rifles and carbines close to their bodies.

"Lets just get the frak out of here and into a safe environment," said C-3PX2

Better haul ass...

“This is Char Nobyl. Commander of the Loyalist Forces. He is dead, he has been dead for about an hour.” C-3PX2 said as he noticed two data pads sitting in Char’s Jacket. He slid one into his hull without letting the other see it, and walked over to the speeder with the other.

“Wait, so this is the guy you were looking for? What now then?” Zane Asked.

“This data pad will open the doors to the base, we need to get in and arm ourselves. If they managed to kill him, they will be coming for us next.” He said as he typed in a combination and opened the door.

With that they got on the speeder and covered the last of the ground till they came to what C-3PX2 directed them to what was not in fact a dead end, but a very strange Hologram, that was solid. C-3PX2 walked up to it, and using the data-pad, opened a hidden panel, to which they could now get access to the Computer Controls.

After a few minutes of silence, C-3PX2 announced, " I have it, lets move on."

"Alright Lieutenant, lets get one thing straight, I would however make it on my own. However much to my dismay it would only be a few days give or take how many times I was attacked, in that case it would cut that in half. I am a fair fighter, swift, and fairly stealthy. But keep in mind I am not as weak as I put out. Plus I am glad I am with you guys, this is where the action is," laughed Zane.

So in silence they watched as the center of the Hologram evaporated revealing a solid titanium blast door, and walls to match. The blast door immediately parted in two, and they were free to move on the next sequence of hidden secrets.

"How much longer C? questioned Jaden.

"Well after a series of passages, and a couple other things we will be able to have access to the Main Gate to the Outpost Base." replied C-3PX2

They walked down cold lifeless grey metal passages in silence, everybody was alert, ready to defend themselves at a seconds notice. Zane's Trandoshan Supressor was gripped firmly in his hand, awaiting the moment he could cause the excruciating pain the gun would cause. In the other hand a blaster was held, also awaiting it's own chance to spill blood.

But the passages grew longer, and duller. If not for C-3PX2, they would have been lost the second the first corner came back at the entrance. Jaden had his own weapon ready, he to was eager to fight. C-3PX2 wad ready, guiding them along, and taking in everything surrounding them.

Suddenly a tiny noise was heard, but all three had heard it like somebody had said it right next to them. There was nothing else to hear, and all three had very keen hearing. Instantly C-3PX2 raised his arm as a signal to halt. Jaden and Zane both stopped dead in their tracks immediately.

"What is it," Zane signed to C-3PX2 in a old forgotten secret sign language.

"Scanning......... 4 men, 4 more up ahead quite a ways, all APC's, highly armed, somewhat heavy weaponry, good armor too." answered C-3PX2 signing.

"How the hell did they get in!" demanded Jaden, signing but letting his face do most of the talking.

"They must have found an access code or something on that speeder craft or something. This is bad, if they can get in here, the others need to be warned, if there are any still alive." signed C-3PX2.

"So if they got in, and probably don't know how to get out, then we can take them down before they get a chance to get anywhere. There is always a chance they will stumble around, or have some sort of map to get around. Even if they can get out we can stop them, and then they can't warn anybody and bring others." signed Jaden.

"Good plan J, but we don't know if there are already others on their way, and they seemed pretty well armed." replied C-3PX2

"Wait, what if I make a diversion. I have a few grenades that may make an ok plan. Since we may want to take them prisoner I'll throw a stun grenade. If we want them dead later, we can shoot them and despose of them, or throw a corrosive grenade when we're done and their bodies will corrode leaving only micro traces of remains." signed Zane.

"Hey I want to kick some but here," signed Jaden.

"Ok well then put on these breathing masks," signed Zane reaching into his slightly torn and singed cloak, and pulling out the masks.

"Now these will give us an hour max, more than enough to get us through a blast of stun gas. But before I detonate it I will signal you guys to let you know, and give warning. First we go in and duke it out, and if things get bad then I'll give the signal and detonate it."signed Zane.

"Thanks but I won't be needing this though, I'm a droid, we don't breathe," signed C-3PX2

"Oh yah, I'm a little tense, and anxious so forgive me," replied Zane.

"Alright ready everyone, lets get the Fraken action started!" signed Jaden with excitement.

"K- on my signal go," signed C-3PX2

"Go!" signed C-3PX2

Instantly they all three went, they did not need a second signal to tell them they were free to fight. Zane was the first to go, Jaden glanced, then when the Lieutenant looked back a moment later, Zane had vanished. C-3PX2 only shrugged, and then focused back on the 4 enemies ahead.

Jaden caught the first one by surprise catching him in the center of his spine with the hilt of his gun. Not even this armor was good enough for an impact as great as this. Where is was his right arm, the mechanical one, it packed a blow that easily pierced the armor, and gave this enemy a blow that sent him to his knees.

Two  seconds later Jaden caught a surprise blow coming up right behind him. Without even realizing what happened the enemy behind him stopped in mid-air, and behind him, and Zane was dangling from the ceiling behind the attacker, and when the victim hit the ground Jaden saw a simple D'skar dagger right dead center where the heart was. Zane let himself fall to the ground, revealing a mechanical hand which Zane was clutching when he landed. The ceiling had electrocuted it, frying the outer circuitry. 

Zane looked over to Jaden, "Lets get the party started," Zane spoke, pain in his voice.

Jaden, and C-3PX2 both nodded and dove right back into action. Zane grabbed his knife, and stowed it back beneath his cloak. The fight was fast, and everything went so fast it was hard to tell who was their. But everyone enjoyed the fight. Things were going quite well, Zane had taken out one, and was on his second when Jaden and C-2PX2 helped him finish him off.

"Pretty good Crewman," said Jaden

They looked at each other, all of them grinning. They collected their weapons, and got ready to move on  again. They had already removed their masks a little while ago to save the air in case they needed it later. When they were ready they were just about to start moving when a blast flew at them, pinning them all against the wall and dropping them to the ground.

“Alright… We need a new plan. There are too many of them to keep going like this.” Jaden said boldly.

“Agreed, let me scan around for an …” C-3PX2 began to say.

C-3PX2 then raised his blaster to an empty hallway behind them. A hallway they knew was fully empty.

“What is it?” Zane asked.

“Fifteen Hostile Signals down this hallway. The Strange thing is … the are not biological… the seem to be … mechanical?” C-3PX2 said confused.

“Droids?” Jaden asked.

“The outer hull of the base has EMP emitters to prevent rouge droids from roaming around. They would not be able to get into the base.” C-3PX2 said.

“Then how did they get here?” Zane asked.

“Frak, the Factory.” C-3PX2 said.

“What Factory?” Jaden asked.

A noise could be heard from beyond the Central Gate. Jaden carefully opened the Gate Door to reveal that the hallway beyond it had collapsed. They were now trapped.

“Damn, What now?” Jaden asked.

“Wait, I can see them just down the hall. They are getting close!” Zane Yelled.

C-3PX2 looked around his surroundings to see anything that could help them survive. He noted on the floor, three dots going horizontally from wall to wall about ten feet in front of them.

“Stand Back for a second.” C-3PX2 said as he pulled out an incendiary grenade.

“What are you going to do? Get us all Killed!” Zane yelled.

He threw the grenade at the center dot; it exploded on impact, sending a fireball through the area of the hallway it was at. Immediately a Force field was made on top of the dots, separating the three of them and the droids.

“What the hell?” Jaden asked.

“Fire Suppression System, it activates a force field and seals door to stop the spread of the fire.” C-3PX2 said.

“Nice, but don’t most Systems like that then remove the oxygen?”

“Luckily for you, no. This system lets the fire burn away the oxygen, and then can be released from the CIC only after the fire is gone.”

Zane leaned against the wall, and noticed something on the opposite wall.

“C-3, what’s that?” Zane said, pointing to it.

C-3PX2 looked at it, and then looked it over in the map.

“Service Tunnel, perfect.” He Said.

“Where’s it lead.” Jaden Asked.

“Anywhere but here.” Zane said.

“Down, towards the Factory’s Control Room. If we get down there, we could shut all these droids down. We could stop their movement, their attack, even their manufacturing.” C-3PX2 answered.

Jaden walked over to the tunnel, kicked open the hatch, and looked down it.

“How far down is it to the Control Room?” he asked.

“100 Feet down, 300 Feet West.” C-3PX2 answered.

They began to craw into the tunnel, one by one, and grabbing on, begin to climb down the wall of the service tunnel. The Tunnel had small hand holds, and places for a clip every three feet, but it was still a long and dangerous climb.

There was a loud blast coming from directly above them, and a fire ball shot into the opening of the tunnel. Following the fireball, the upper exit to the tunnel was blocked by a tunnel collapse.

“Damn Droids are going to blow the place up.” Jaden said.

“So what do we do after we shut the droids down?” Zane, still climbing, asked.

“We find a way back up, and get the hell out of here.” Jaden said.

“What about the Troopers up there, how do we get past them?”

“We can worry about that later, if the droids do not kill them all before we get back up there.” C-3PX2 said.

“Why would they do that?” Jaden asked.

“Char’s droids that were made in the factory were very loyal, most likely the only reason they are attacking us is because we are intruding.” C-3PX2 said.

“Hrm … well, then we will need to think of something when the time comes.” Jaden said as he reached the bottom of the Service Tunnel.

The three of them had reached the Factory, and now just had to make it to the control center and disable the droids.

Slowly, they walked down the hall. It was quiet, almost too quiet for a droid factory. They still had to disable the droids and the control center, get back up the main levels, clear a path to the hangar, and escape. There was a lot of work to be done.

“Enough is enough! I am tired of these Fraking Nano-Bots in this Fraking Base!” C-3PX2 yelled, frustrated with his attempts at making a disruption signal. “Stand Back! Its time to kill these Fraks.”

C-3PX2 pulled out a Syringe out of his chassis. He ran over to the air vent and threw it inside it. The syringe flew through the air vents and hit into a Circulation Fan, shattering open. A purple mist exploded out of the syringe, and was circulated by the fan. The mist then began to come out the air vents. The mist began to fog the hallways; it got to the point that all you could see was the mist, and hear was the explosions and blaster fire.

Slowly, the mist began to clear and disintegrate. It did not last very long, within a minute it was completely gone. When it all cleared, the Nano-Bot powered droids were on the ground, sparking and virtually dead.

“What the hell?” Jaden asked.

“Nano-Virus, Char made it along time ago. It was in his jacket when he was killed.”

“You have any more of those?” Zane asked.

“It was the only one.” C-3PX2 said.

C-3PX2 then walked over to the control panel. He pressed a number combination, and then a screen appeared. C-3PX2 began to type:

Enter Command:
> Disable Droid Protocols
> Disable Droid Movement
> Disable Droid Hostility Mode

Confirm: Y/N
> Y

With those simple commands, the droid forces of the base died. Not in the physical sense, but in the virtual. They had been cut off from their “brain”, the main computer. There would be no more droid resistance.

“Lets get this over with.” Jaden said, as he walked towards the core.

“What?” Zane said.

“This Stuff is too dangerous without Char to control it. It needs to be destroyed.” Jaden Replied.

“Agreed. What to use?” C-3XP2 said.

“Did he have any experiential weapons, on a mass size?” Jaden Asked.

“No, but he did have a prototype Nuclear Power Core two floors down.”

“That could do. We could overload it on a timer, and then get the hell out before it blows up.”

“A lot of suspense involved in that, you sure?”

“You don’t want to do it?”

“I did not say that. Actually, it sounds like a good plan to me. Zane, Opinions.”

“Let’s do it.” Zane said boldly.

“C-3, lead the way.” Jaden said.

“Right this way.” C-3PX2 replied as he walked to a service elevator.

He walked over to the elevator, and punched the number pad, not a combination on the number pad but the number pad itself. The door of the elevator opened. They got inside it, and Selected “Floor Nu-02”. The elevator began its decent towards the floor with the power core. Once they reached the floor, the elevator door opened. They walked out of the door, to be greeted with problem.

“Radiation Levels are off the charts.” Zane said.

“We cannot survive down here. We need a new plan.” Jaden replied.

“Take this elevator back up to the top and get a shuttle fired up. Ill meet you up there, if I am not there in fifteen minutes, leave me.” C-3PX2 said.

“What? What the hell are you talking about?” Jaden said as C-3PX2 walked further into the hall.

“What now? Do we go after him?” Zane asked Jaden.

“We would die in the halls; best thing is to go do what he said. Take this up, and go get a shuttle.” Jaden said as he and Zane walked back into the Elevator and pressed the top floor button.

C-3PX2 vanished deeper into the hall.

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After Ten Minutes, they were beginning to get nervous. He had taken longer than they thought. Until suddenly there was a banging noise on the landing ramp. Jaden walked down to the ramp with his rifle, ready to kill any mercenaries there. As the ramp lowered he could see it was no mercenary. C-3PX2 was standing there, and ran up the ramp the moment it got low enough for him to get on it.

“C-3, what happened?” Jaden Asked.

“No Time. We have to go, Now!” he replied.

“What? Why?” Zane asked.

“Ill explain later, just punch it, or we die.”

“er… right.” Zane said as he raised the ramp.


The shuttle accelerated, not a moment too soon. The reason C-3PX2 was in such a hurry became clear. After the shuttle cleared range, C-3PX2 pulled out a trigger.

“What is that thing?” Jaden asked.

“Just strap in, and watch.” He replied as he pressed the trigger.

In a massive fireball, the base exploded off the face of the planet. C-3PX2 had rigged a bomb onto the Fuel Rods of the Core, and just detonated it. Everything near the base was trapped in the fireball, and ensuing cloud of debris. Their mission was over, complete.

They set a course on the shuttle for Vast Empire Controlled Space. They were all wanted criminals now in the corporate sector, so they could never return.

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Story Complete