Not broken dreams just a broken ship (open)

[Anton Byrax]

(OOC: just an observation, but i doubt a ship as manuoverable as yours would be carrying "Several hundred mines".)

*Returning from its forward scouting patrol the Droid Frigate that had accompanied the Subjugator before it had docked with the paradox returns to find an attack underway. The Military grade frigate opens up on the attacking vessel, adding its formidable firepower to that of the Subjugator.*

"launch second salvo."

*The missile turret errupts again sending a new wave of missiles.*

"Lets see him get out of this one....."

[Arthas Vorenus]

ooc: Tie bombers carry that much of mines. Plus how are you calling out for help if I jammed all transmissions? :-/But I am not a picky guy myself so lets just roleplay I hate occ.

*Arthas looked at his left and then to his right. He begins to do some barrel rolls but still the missiles follow him. But he still had some few surprises left. Arthas hits a button with his fist and several repair parts fly out of the back of the Marathon. The missiles hit the repair parts perfectly causing a huge blast protecting the Marathon from behind but in front of him is the Subjugator.*
"Somebody doesn't like even odds but as they said in flight school droids shouldn't be in a dog fight. Not very talented they relay on numbers not skill."
*Arthas begins to fly toward the destroyed turret on the Subjugator. Arthas notice in coming blaster fire. He smiles and in puts a few numbers and let the computer fly the ship while he begins to takes personally aim. Since a broke turret doesn't function any more it gives the Marathon a safe section to attack from but just in case other wise the Marathon still does some evasion strategies. Arthas hits a button and 30 metal rods start to shoot toward the Subjugator barley 10 meters away. If the rods would hit they would send a crash down virus into the Subjugator disbanding all systems to the shields to the weapons and even life supporting systems.*

[Anton Byrax]

*Anton smiled, the attackers ignorance would be his downfall. Having ignored the newly arrived Frigate, its weapons systems get a good bearing on the smaller ship. Noticing the attacking vessel was coming for another pass, Anton was glad to here the engineer droid say....*

"Sir, Shields are back online."

*Just then incoming shots impact on the newly revived shields, at such close range the attacker is now in optimal range for the blaster turrets. The Missile launcher barks forth a staggared salvo of munitions, tracking furiously towards the now impossibly close enemy fighter.*

[Kapar'in Va]

2 hours earlier...

Krypten stood in the main control room of the BTC hangers on Naboo. His employer, Anton Byrax had not checked in for some time. The last transmission Krypten had recieved stated that the Subjugator had come across a stranded vessel and was moving in for a closer look. All further attempts to raise Byrax had failed.

Beneath his black helmet, Krypten's eyes narrowed. "This is not like Lord Byrax at all. He should have reported in by now."
Krypten turned to the BTC secretary who had arrainged Byrax's meeting. "You are sure Lord Byrax has not arrived at his meeting yet?"

"No, sir. There has been no report of him and all attempts to raise him from their end have failed as well."

Krypten said nothing as he turned as strode from the room. Moments later he arrived at the main hanger and began barking orders to the droid crews. "I want all frigates prepped for immediate launch. Loading crews should continue as instructed. We will delay launch of the cargo ships until we know what has happened to Lord Byrax."

Within seconds claxon horns began sounding as the heavily armed frigates began pulling out of the hangers and assembling in orbit over the planet. Krypen gave his final orders and the fleet jumped into hyperspace...

[Arthas Vorenus]

*The Marathon tail wing gets hit by blaster fire from the turrets and starts to go into a spin. Arthas regain personal control again and starts to pull hard up wards recovering from a fatal nose dive. Luck was the key factor and luck was the biggest factor in life at lest that was Arthas saying. And boy did he felt lucky well in till he say the asteroid field ahead of him. He starts to dive into a asteroid field as he saw it as fate and he begins to size the opportunity.*
"Phew these guys don't like to fight fair at all. Whats there droid fighters and missiles!? I get them yet."
*The droids picked up the Marathon on radar begin to send in fighters and bombers as well their protocol should do. Arthas perhaps is a fool but he was either a luckily one or a talented one. Arthas begins to stall by dashing around bigger meteorites. Awww ha! Arthas says to himself finding a large methane despots as he turn dogging the in coming fighters and missiles he drops a mine. Due to the numbers it was very predictable for one of them to hit it. A giant explosion happens around the mine causing a chain reaction. Arthas meanwhile was racing for his life by ascending higher and higher while quickly weaving in and out of incoming rocks in his way. After a 5 mins of navigating through the rocks he finally was safe from the explosion at lest.*
"Even I impress myself sometimes."
*Arthas turns his attention toward the light frigate and the Subjugator. Arthas had only one more trick up his sleeve. A jump. Arthas in putts a calculation into his navi computer to jump exactly 60 kilo meter away from the light frigate. He jumps into hyper space but the problem was that he imputed the coordinates to go very close by both enemies ship. Hoping to ripe them both into sheds by the sheer speed of hyper space.*
"Here goes nothing."

[Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton]

Nova heres the battle then rolls her eyes. She gets out of bed. She turns on her droid. She pushes the man in a seat out. She pulls a cord from her sleeve. She plugs it into the console. Her eyes have numbers going across them. She begins quickly typing on the keyboard. She smirks. She mutters something under her breath. She looks to Anton.

Do you want me to move your ship....

[Anton Byrax]

(ooc: it nice you have such a good imagination, but i aint got no fighters or bombers so i dont what your talking about.....)

*Anton looks at Nova with a wry smile.*

"That might be a good idea....."

*Speaking to the Droid gunners Anton directs all fire to be concentrated on the attacker. The missile launcher fires three salvos in record time and overheats the turret*

[Kapar'in Va]

Racing along Lord Byrax's flight path, Krypten had the scanners set to max range. Shortly, the droid manning the radar contacted him over the comm.

"Sir, I have located the Subjugator. It is under attack by a smaller vessel, which appears to be jamming all transmissions."

"Put it up on the holo-projector."

A shimmering 3-D image of the Subjugator appears, showing it docked along side the Paradox. The frigate nearby appears to be firing at a ship maneuvering (sp?) through an asteroid field.

"Initiate defence pattern Alpha-4. Destroy our new friend."

The frigates begin moving into position around the Subjugator, their turrets swinging into action as they begin tracking the Marathon.

[Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton]

ooc: Or at least what left of it....LOL...my poor ship....

She begins rapidly moving her delicate fingers across the the board. The ship detaches itself from the paradox and leaves what's left of it floating in space. It moves away from it's curennt postion, drawing power from the lights. The inside of the ship goes dark. Light shines from the T3 driod. Then power from other useless things. She feeds it to the engines. The ship quickly moves out of the way of the Marathon.

[Syphen]

*Moving out from the Hydian way the cruiser which ended the Ylixian cival war ripped out of hyperspace from off the large trade route from which it disembarked from. Given strict orders to find alliances the cruiser which had been dubed the LionHearted because of it's bright crimson glow is liken to the beating heart of one with courage that equal to a lion's. Onboard the main deck of the bridge sat a revered admiral, Admiral Fredrick Gillingham, beside him stood Capitan Syphen Sever, a steady commander who can suprise his foes on such an unforgiving battlefront as space.

A gleim of light caught Sypher's eye as he saw turbo laser shots in the far distance, not removing his gaze from the small red lines of light he paged the admiral.*

"Sir,"

"Yes Captain?"

*The calius Fredrick stirnly replyed.*

"I think there is a battle raging to our ten O'clock... Tell me, can you see it?"

*The Admiral looked over and raised a brow, he then stood up and walked over to the edge of the deck on the bridge.*

"Yes I do Captain, yes I do..."

"No less privaters, being so far from any noticable settlement."

*Captain syphen rose from his seat and walked up to the edge of the deck too. Fredrick cleared his throat before turnning about phase.*

"Set corse for left wing parsec sector 462. And to arms, ready the turbo lasers. We will see what this is all about."

*The Lion hearted turnned to it's flank and began to fly full speed towards the direction of the skirmish. It's battle ready crew ready for anything.*

[Arthas Vorenus]

"How did they know that?! Specially the right coordinates?That is unheard of!Damn the force now they have to die."
*Arthas sees he is being track by the enemy from his monitor.He tries to do some tricks here and there to throw off them off his trail off but no go.*
"Better regroup and try and divide them like before."
*Arthas hits a switch activating a flash bomb that would blind anyone for life if they even look at it. The Marathon goes into stealth mode and slows down removing all evidence its been there. There was no records in the republic, mandalorian, or even Jedi records of a shipping ever called a Marathon or even who was the pilot for both the pilot and the ship was of a weird foreign empire that long had isolate itself. But the Marathon stealth capability was amazing only a battle cruiser could pick it up or any of the caliber. Silenced the Marathon moves about as tiny pit droids(were also cloak) begin to make some quick repair.*
"If they shall use unfair numbers and show no rules of engagement nor shall I."
*Arthas started to make a light speed jump that would go right by Subjugator, frigates and Nova's ship this time it was going to be extremely close and more powerful of a hit. He waits just for the right time to attack right when they let their guards down. Arthas knew it was illegal for a foreign power to use weapons unless an emergency rose so the new comers would try and get this mess sorted out before they join in the battle. Arthas however he was a foreigner but from no nation that would acknowledge him. Arthas was the kind of guy that took advantages like that in order to win.*
"Even if they escape this time I be in Reaitha and there I could ditch the ship if need be after giving a sacrifice to the gods for good luck and fortitude."

[Kapar'in Va]

A blinding flash appeared off to the starboard side of the BTC command frigate. Fortunately, the droids piloting the ships were minimally affected by it. Krypten Jeth watched as the Subjugator undocked from the Paradox and began to move away from the asteroid field. Hopefully the pilot would remain in the protective ring formed by the BTC fleet.

"All ships: open fire on all possible origin points of that flash bomb."

The heavy laser turrets erupted as the droid gunnners began sweeping the area searching for the mysterious ship...

[Syphen]

*Onboard the lion hearted, the skirmmish of a handful of ships could now be witnessed at closer ranges. A blinding light spewed from one and it dissappeared, but they were out of the flashing bomb's attack range and the bomb only light up the view screens like a fire work finnaly. The pilot's were un phased as they kept on the approch. The crimson war ship now closed in on the frigates. On the sides of the lion hearted, turret's came out of the hull all the way down from on side to another showing the immense power housed by this particular war ship. The cruiser picked up a cloaked ship on it's screens as the pilots announced this to the Admiral.*

"Sir, we have an unidentifyed cloaked ship up on our radar screen."

"Tractor beam it, immediatly. If those frigates are looking for a fight as well then we will show them one."

*Fredrick commandingly spoke, just as the tractor beam was enabled upon the marathon in hopes to pull it in out of harms way of the frigates which were asumed to be privateers.*

[Arthas Vorenus]

ooc: Oh dear how will I get out of this mess?

*The Marathon fly behind Krypten ship with grace and agility doing maneuvers that were brilliant but mostly use to show off.The marathon doges the slow incoming fire by mostly of Arthas 8 years of duty in the military.The Marathon guns starts to do a full scale attack on the Krypten Jeth ship. Scatter missiles to bombs to laser turrets to ion cannons were fired with a lock on target. All the stars in Krypten view were block out by weapon fire. None of the likes of such fire power were ever seen on a republic fighter. It was clear that this ship belonged to a different nation but which one no one knew.Arthas was too closer for the allies of Kryupten to attack without fear of major damage to be dealt to Krupten.*
"I shall go out with a fight.I shall set a blaze of warfare today that none of which thee had ever seen!When I am done with you....you shall remember this day you fought against a son of Vorenus household."
*A sudden image of his wife Niobe burn into his head.Arthas was no longer scared of death but embrace it in battle.He knew that if he prove himself a warrior in front of the gods that he would go into the heavens and live with his wife maybe that what drove him or maybe he was just a solider who friends and comrades had left or were killed that he was the last one of the thirteenth.*
"May the Gods have mercy on thee souls!"
*A sudden beam of light came over his ship.All systems were jammed.The Marathon was being brought into someone ship.Arthas started to felt betrayed by density.His face begins to turn beat red.His hands were clench into fists.Tears fall down his face as his last chance to die in a battle faded away.*
"Anyone who dishonor me by dragging me from a fight also dishonor the Vorenus house and the thirteenth!"
*Arthas turns around and hits his ship with his fist almost fracturing his knuckles but pain meant nothing to him in this far into battle.How dare they was the only thing going through his head.To kill me without a chance to defend myself was worse then death itself as Arthas begins to think to himself.He turns around and sees a Gatling gun.He grabs it and walks right behind his loading ramp and waits for the battle for his life to begin.*

[Anton Byrax]

(ooc: hmmm, several hundred mines, a shit load of missiles, bombs, blaster and ion turrets? you sure there is room on your "Fighter" for a cockpit and engine aswell?)

*The Droid command unit turns to Anton.*

"Comms are back online Sir, there are several BTC vessels in the vicinity and a number of unidentified vessels."

"Very good, put me through to Krypten..."