"Admiral we are detecting ships in the outer parts of the system closing in on us." Qishik said. "Why the outer syste... Quickly check our hyperspace exit options." Sigil ordered. "We are unable to leave." Qishik said wide eyed. "They have mines all over. We are trapped. Have all our backup arrive, I will guide them through the false field." Sigil ordered with Qishik rushing over to inform the Captains to rush over for Sigil couldn't manage the battle while also guiding a fleet.
"Wait," Qishik paused. "Shouldn't we retreat?" He asked. "We have so far received nothing from Endor and there is nothing on the holonet. For all we know the battle could be ongoing and they are jammed." Sigil responded. "Good point." Qishik nodded, continuing his task.
"General, we are detecting more ships coming in." The Lieutenant informed Rubric. "By the time the rest of the Rebels make it to the shipyards, their Admiral will have perished." Rubric dismissed. "Sir, they are coming in through hyperspace." The Lieutenant clarified.
"What?!" Rubric said in shock at his tactical display as twenty seven ships appeared in view behind the rebel fleet, positioning themselves and moving away from the shipyards towards the relief forces position.
"Inform high command that the rebels are coming to meet them head on." Rubric ordered. By the time the rebels had left Fondor's shipyards, they had rendered half of the entire mega structure in need of repairs; be them major or minor ones with only the surrendered Imperial class star destroyers being left at the scene.
The beeping of the holo terminal drew his attention away. Passing the call, the holos of Grand Moff Zsinj and Grand Admirals Teshik and Grunger came to life.
"Sirs!" Rubric saluted. "General, you have been inconsistent with your reports, what is happening truly." Teshik questioned, dismissing his salute. "The rebels seemed to have sent one of their best here, Sigil Trial. He was able to outplay us at every turn." Rubric responded.
"Be more clear." Grunger demanded. Rubric took in a deep breath, steading himself for a repeat of the events that took place over the last few days.
"Well as per my first report, a rebel strike force of one Recusant class light destroyer of the larger variant accompanied by four Munificent class frigates and two supply ships appeared close to the shipyards using an uncharted hyperlane." Rubric began.
"They had us on lockdown by using the super heavy cannons to bombard the facilities, forcing us to raise shields. Turning off their turbolasers, the Munificents began using their super heavy ion cannons to wear down the shield.We couldn't have moved the defense fleet through without major damages..."
By the end of it all, the three men questioning Rubric were worried. The tactics and dizziness experienced by the Imperial crews and officers matched that of battle meditation and so did the tactics involving guided hyperspace jumps and old CIS warships; now they understood why Emperor Palpatine had dispatched such a seemingly overkill force.
"Very well General, we will have to look into your performances and evaluate them later since as you said, he is inbound for us." Zsinj said, cutting Rubric out of the call.
"So it looks like he is here. The vaunted Jedi Admiral of the rebellion." Teshik commented. "Stop your advance immediately, we must form our battle lines." Grunger instructed. "Who said you decide?" Teshik questioned.
"The personal appointment of Lord Vader should be enough for the both of you." He said, while the other two gulped at the mere mention of Darth Vader.
"Very well." Zsinj said with Teshik only nodding. "I will send you both the flying formation once I'm done with grouping." Grunger saud, ending the call.
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The Returning Knight: A Star Wars Story
Science FictionAs the galaxy is in pecies due the the clone wars, Sheev Palpatine, is secretly amassing power to reign supreme across the galaxy. Sigil Trial, is a marksman and highly sawed after bounty hunter and assassin trying to care for himself and his younge...
