The Nephew of the Emperor

The simulation

Tyamphic's pov:

The light's turned off and the walls' holo projectors turned on and the protector class bridge came to life. I turn to my twin and Sabine and tell them what to take command of from our command table in the middle of our bridge. I tell Sabine she has the fighter interceptors and bomber she says okay. then i give Taylor her job and its damage control as well as inter ship coms. I call for a status report and give the order to the fleet to raise shields and arm the weapons and have the pilot's report to their craft. Me Sabine and Taylor look at the main view port at a simulated hyperspace. I then speak to Rose for a sim report on my tablet to get a reading on the simulator to see energy flow as well as the holo projector stress. It came back all green. I ask Taylor and Sabine if they are ready.

Sabine's pov:

Tyamphic asks me if I'm ready. I say yes.

Taylor's pov:

My brother asks if I'm ready. I say yes.

Tyamphic's pov:

I tell the helms men to drop us out of hyperspace and com mission control to get the green light to begin the fight.

Unknown imperial officer 2 pov:

The enemy fleet dropped out of hyperspace well out of weapons range of our fleet and began to rearrange themselves. I can't tell what type of ships they have but the smallest is at least as big as a command cruiser. they start launching fighters and bombers. the other officer has us hold our position to see what they do.

Tyamphic's pov:

I order us to hold position and let them come to us and have the stealth corvettes go cloaked behind the enemy and await further orders.

Sabine's pov:

I look at the holo map and see that the officers haven't sent out their fighters. I look at Tyamphic and point this out to him and suggest that we have the cloak able strike fighters do a fast missile attack on the enemy hanger sealing them and taking away their star fighters.

Tyamphic's pov:

I agree with Sabine and let her give the order to knock out the enemy fighters.

mission control room

The spectators watch the as the specter fleets ships start to move behind the officers fleet without the officers noticing and star fighters start to move towards the hangers the emperor ask countess Nolen (do you know what they are doing !) countess Nolen (no i don't i don't even know what kinda capability these ships have or what they are armed with to be honest this is the first time i'm even allowed into this room.) the emperor turns back to the screen to see all the hangers become unusable and then the specters fleet starts to move in to attack range.

Unknown imperial officer 1 pov:

I pick myself up and order a damage report and an ensign tells me that all hangers are unusable across the fleet. I then ask how they were able to get that close without us seeing them. then more alarms go off and a sensor operator shouts that the enemy fleet is moving into attack range. I turn to the other officer in a panic and ask what we should do.

Unknown imperial officer 2 pov:

The first officer is in a panic and our plan is shattered because the hangers are destroyed. I come up with a plan but it is risky they have cloaked enabled starfighters and the capital ship they have are unknown to us then more alarms go off the enemy fleet has started to split the huge ship come to the front of the fleet and turn to the broadside and 8 four barreled cannons target our fleet and the word that i feared are spoken enemy is firing and 8 round impact and destroy 8 ships then the other ships open fire then a proximity alarm goes off and out of nowhere more ships appeared behind us and opened fire I order return fire.

no ones pov: location protectors bridged

Sabine looks at Tyamphic and Taylor and says we foreshore caught them off guard. Tyamphic replies that that was what we wanted then tells Sabine to send in the hellbringer's to target the flagship. Tyamphic then tells Taylor to tell the point defense to open up as well let light them up all weapons free the enemy is out numbered and has three ships left.

no ones pov: officers flagships bridge

The two imperial officers look on in horror as the enemy vessel lets loose their fury on them as the bomber lets loose their payloads on the last three remaining ships of their fleet.

mission control room:

The sim sounded an alarm signaling that the simulation has been completed.

The emperor's pov:

We better go down and congratulate Tyamphic Sabine and Taylor for winning against the empire's best grand moff and grand admiral.