We need a new Thread here, i know i just started but we need some activitie, so here are some roles.


Rebel Pilot and Special forces leader: Thezul Coreion (me)
his wingman Rezal Descer a zabrak (open)
Thezuls uncle and Jedi: Wellin Coreion (open)

the rest of the unit can have any name if you want to use them in the story line. If not then they are open for anyone to use (NPC's). i dont really care where this story goes. But not too many Jedis and Sith plz, bc that ruins the story.


Any imperial force can be inserted as you please, and they can have any role they want, u can add any NPC u want too. I dont care.

uhmm i would like to join you in that.. realy.. but do i have to use your names?? cause i rather use my own names. like Corzip Dinn, Atex Dinn and Garik Loran.

Go right ahead wraith, i just made names to get somethin started, i dont mind what names u use.

Thezul Coreion was sitting infront of a Holograph of his Uncle Wellin, listening to him talk about the days of old, and how he missed them.

Wellin: You would have loved it Thezul, your father and I were assigned once to protect a young senator. He was a fool, he went around throwing his credits around, showing everyone how rich he was, thinking that it would make him great. The best part of it was how young theives thought they could walk in and rob the man blind, but they didnt realize who we were. They would try to get to him with a blaster in his face, but all i did was pull out my saber and chop the barrel off, then laugh at him. We didnt get much trouble after our reputation got around.

Thezul: Yes uncle, that sounds like fun, too bad my dad never thought to stay alive long enough to give me any attention.

Wellin:Thezul, your father loved you, but he was dedicated to the Order of the Jedi, if he had become a Jedi before he met your mother, you would never have been born, but he found his true calling, and had to dedicate his life to the Jedi. He always loved you, and his being a Jedi protected you more then you think.

Thezul: I know, but it still hurts not knowing him like you did. (Sirens begin to ring Thezuls mon calamarian Command ship lightning fist , Uncle, i have to go, ive got a mission to take care of, ill talk to you when i get back.

Wellin: Good luck, and may the force be with you.

*The young Jedi was sitting in his quarters when the alarm went off. Well... so much for meditating he thought. he grabbed his helmett and ran out into the corridor. he almost bumped into Thezul Coreion.*

Sorry about that Thezul. so excited for the mission?

*they both ran to the hangarbay where there crafts were waiting*

Thezul: Well, yes i am, we havent done much of anything for a while, im ready for some action, ive been feeling somethin weird for a while, like somethin big is about to happen, and we are gonna be part of it. I think you and I are gonna get a bunch of kills this trip. A lot of TIE pilots arent gonna be around the universe anymore.

((OOS: what kind of rebel fighters do we have?? A-wings? that would be cool :D))

*Corzip smiled at Theloz.*

The one that gets the fiewest kills buys a round ok?

*they both enterred the hangar*

*an Imperial Star Destroyer emerges from hyperspace. TIE fighters launch at the Calamari Cruiser.

In the bridge of the white ship, Admiral Holtz watches the fighters swarm towards the Rebel cruiser with satisfaction. This was the day he'd been waiting for, when everything would be set in motion. Finally he would have his revenge...

He turned and snapped his fingers at an assistant. "Bring me the Terran bounty hunter."

The assistant saluted. "Yes, sir."

Holtz turned back towards the Star Destroyer's viewports. He didn't bother turning around when several stormtrooper guards escorted their prisoner into the room.

"Enjoying your stay, Gargoyle?"

The pale blue, winged creature with rusty brown hair growled at him. He tried to move his wings, but they were chained. He tried to twist his tail, but it was still numbed. His arms were bound as well, barring him the use of his powerful claws. His weaponry and gear was stripped away. He was, in a word, helpless.

"My name is Sharm," he spat out, hatred lacing his voice. The admiral only smiled.

"I know what your name is, Gargoyle."

"Where is my sister?"

"You'll get your sister back when...and if...you complete this job for us. We've told you that already countless times, why do you insist on reiterating it every single time I see you?"

"Just...tell me what I have to do," Sharm demanded hatefully.

"You will be given back your equipment in the ready room. You will be provided a ship, complete with a cloaking device and all the latest technology. You will be given further instructions in the ready room. After that, well...you know what this comes down to. Complete this assignment successfully, and you get your sister back. Don't complete it, and..." *he looks threateningly at Sharm and makes a slicing motion across his throat* "Finis."

*to the troopers* Unbind him and escort him to his craft.

Holtz resumes watching the view through the bridge windows.*

(OOS: I was thinking E-Wings actually, since i never set a time period, this could later, but whatever you want, ill say E-Wings for now, and we can always change it.)

Theloz and Corzip jogged towards the breifing room, both unsure of what their mission was. When they got there they sat down, and their commander pulled Theloz aside to tell him what he would have to tell his squadron. The commander told him that an Imperial Star Destroyer had entered the system, and had sent an ultimatum, either surrender or die. Little did the Star Destroyer know that this Mon Cal Cruiser had a squadron of the state of the art E-Wings in their hangar. Theloz was the leader of the Wild Card Squadron, the squad that was testing the E-wings. His Executive officer was Corzip Dinn. The commander told theloz his squad would spearhead the attack on the Star Destroyer. Wild Card squadron had some of the best pilots, but also the best special forces people. So they would attack first in their star fighters, then enter the star destroyer and try to sabotage the starship. Maybe even try to capture the commander of the ship. With this info theloz called Corzip over to tell him what was goin on.

Theloz: Ok Zip, heres what weve gotta do. We are taking the E-Wings out on a real mission for the first time. Wild Card, along with 3 other squads, 2 y-wing, and 1 A-wing are goin to take out the shield genarator, the A-wings will be escorts. Then We will enter the destroyer and try to sabotage the ship, and grab a few imperial scum bags in the procces, u got it?

Thezul watched as Wild Card Squadron entered the briefing room in high spirits. The rumor that the E-wings were going out on this mission had already circulated thanks to Corzip, thezul had him leak the info so the squad could have a little fun. They came in and sat down and waited for the last few stragglers to enter, including the youngest and one of the best pilots in the squad, sadly he was the one with the biggest mouth too. That young man, actually closer to a boy was Ricki Terthos. Rick was from Yavin, his great grandfather had been a Jedi, his father would have been but Vader had killed him before he got the chance. His mother had run from Yavin when he father was killed. They were only married for 2 months, and they were only 17 at the time. His mother had him, then left him on Endor far away from the reaches of Vader. There he grew up without knowing of his sensitivity to the force, but harnessed it enough to be an amaizingly instictive pilot. He felt what was going to happen and was able to anticipate it. He was the best young pilot Thezul had, but was still to head strong, like Thezul as a young pilot. He smiled as the young man waltzed into the room like the best thing since sliced bread.

*corzip watched as the group enterred the briefing room.*

Ok pilots listen up. we have a real job to do this time.. and maybe if we are lucky. we will be able to paint a star detroyer on your fuselage.
now Commander Theloz will explain the details.

Thezul: ...ok boys, u know what you have to do, so get your butts ready, and your minds, this won't be easy.
Thezul had just finished the briefing, as the squadron exited the room he grabbed Ricki Terthos, and said
Thezul: Rick, listen, this is a big mission, and everyone here knows how good you are in the new E-Wing, thats why i want you in with me and Corzip, you will be my wingman along with Zip, like a triangle, we are gonna spearhead the whole attack, straight to the star destroyer. I will be infront, you back and to my left, and Zip back and to my right, i need you to be on top of your game here. No mistakes, i know you can fly that good, but dont dissapoint me, and please dont get too cocky and try something stupid that will get all three of us killed. Oh, and good luck, and may the force be with you.

"Is the bounty hunter away?" Admiral Holtz turned from his position on the bridge of the Star Destroyer to address the faceless white stormtrooper officer behind him.

"Yes, sir."

"Excellent. Control! Order our escorts to join us. We don't want the Rebels getting lucky. But I want none of their fighters destroyed. The Jedi will be among them, and he must remain alive.

"There will be no one to stop us this time."

((OOS: before i reply. does an E-wing have an R2 unit?
and red :D your talking to me?? :D))

(OOS: actually they use R-7 droids bc they are too sophisticated for an r-2.)

Originally posted by Wraith 8
((OOS: before i reply. does an E-wing have an R2 unit?
and red :D your talking to me?? :D))

((Is there another Jedi in your fighter group :D))

((OOS: well.. in the other RPG's on RSN.. i wasnt realy there :D.. so i was amazed that you were talking about me :D))

*Corzip jumped in his E-wing and his R7 astromech unit bleeped an aal status green bleep ((:D)). He was ready to rumble.*

((well you're there now...except in the Alternate Universe one...and you're holding up the RPGs by not replying :D :p))

*The ship's hangar shakes with the impact of torpedoes against its shields*

*Corzips E-wing blasts out of the hangar toward the fight. There are TIE's coming toward the E-wing. Corzip locks on TIE in his bracket and fires a Proton Torp. Because the TIE's were flying close toghether 3 TIe's explode in a ball of fire.*

Three down........... Many more to go

*Corzip finds Thezul and follows him as his wing*

Two Victory Star Destroyers rip from hyperspace along with a full complement of cruisers. All launch TIE fighters.

The Imperial reinforcements had arrived.

Admiral Holtz nods in approval. "That should keep them busy..."

OOS: Hey Redwing! It would seem I follow on your coattails wherever I go in these RPG's, wouldn't it? Unfortunately, you arrived first, so your lead I must follow. But, I do have one you can't say you got to first... my new RPG over on RSRP! (SHAMELESS PLUG!) Check it out everyone, I like the idea (Wars of the Sith... you have to read to understand) Anyway, I've got a new character here who needs a background, and so I've decided that here would be as good a place as any with which to gain one.)

Amada Horn moved forward from the Galley of her state of the art Corvine-class Light Attack freighter, the Avenger's Rhapsody, towards the cockpit. She'd just finished a meal of roast gornt and tubers, which she'd prepared after locking in these coordinates and making the jump to lightspeed. She hadn't known what told her to come here, just that destiny awaited her, in this place, at this time. Her Gand copilot, his bony exoskeleton protruding at odd places, making his flightsuit look more like an odd jumble than the sleek form fitting second skin it looked like on her. Fortunately, his skin didn't clash with the dark black that was worn on the Rhapsody, instead of the standard orange worn seemingly everywhere else.

As Amada began to position herself in the pilot's seat, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror she put just above the forward viewport, to make it easier to spot people entering behind her. A simple security precaution, as well as an energy saver. Her blonde hair fell down to just below her ears, a feature that saved her a lot of trouble. Her eyes were a deep ice blue, nearly white. Her face featured absolutely beautiful features. Like her mother, her nose was perfectly sculpted, her cheekbones high, her skin fair, and her lips smooth and elegant. It surprised people sometimes, to find that such scornful words as those that occasionally passed them, could come from such lovely lips. In fact, the only flaw she had, other than her perpetually angry and somtimes outrageous temper, was a small scar on the left side of her face, due to an unfortunate run-in with a blender as a small child. Still, in spite of that, the men found her striking.

Her background, unfortunately, was not nearly as pristine as her face. As a young one, she'd been almost immeadiately found by her father to carry the Jedi abilities that were common to the Horn/Halcyon line. She had learned of the stories of her Grandfather, and his battles with Rogue Squadron, and of her Great-Grandfather, and his part in the Clone Wars. She was determined to continue the tradition of heroic Jedi in her family, as her father had been a deciding factor in the Invasion of the Yuuhazan Vong. (sp?) So it came that he trained her, and it came that they were involved in fights together.

As seems to happen in every crusade, there came a time when the "protagonists" must lose. And so, it came that Amada witnessed her father's death, and that of her closest friend, Gavin. Her grief and anger had driven her away from the Jedi Order, and into the role of her hero, Kyp Durron. She became a vigilante, scanning the heavens, and ridding them of all who didn't fit into her view of the Universe. And that is how she had come here, to a place she didn't know, facing a future that was unclear. All she knew is that the Force led her here, and she couldn't turn back now...

((OOS: Wow umm...you really killed EU there :D along with Star Wars continuity :D but it still seems interesting ;)

"due to an unfortunate run-in with a blender as a small child." LMAO :D

I'm currently waiting for Wraithy and joec to reply here :p))

Is it too late for me to join???

I will start off my own little story and kinda move it into yours ok?
cause i wanna be like a bounty hunter or something.

Completely, totally, and utterly OOS: Yes, I know, I did take a few creative liberties in my creation of Amada. But then again, I'd figured out that Corran Horn shouldn't exist, (It's a long, long story, and very controversial. Ask Redwing.) so I figured, if Amada shouldn't exist, then who cares about her history. Besides, it makes for more interesting reading.

Secondly, about the Blender. That is actually my personal character trademark. If you ever see anyone using that, and it isn't me, beat them up. I came up with it, and it's my way of making my characters personal.

Thirdly, I don't know how many of you speak Spanish, but the name 'Amada' means Beloved one, or One Who is Loved. I used this name purposely, I'd like to collaborate with someone on this idea, especially you Bobo Fart, with your side-story tying in, this could be an interesting add-on. IM me on AIM at Superthrawn or Biscut Rulze. We'll work something out.

((OOS: Superthrawn, I wasn't talking about your bio. I was talking about Wars of the Sith :D

*still waiting for Wraithy and joec*))

OOS: Well, Redwing, it seems, once again, you must come down on me. Just kidding. About WoTS. I knew that was destroying EU w/ that one. Besides, I said (for the final time now) IT DOESN'T AFFECT CONTINUITY!

((OOS: The argument doesn't belong here :D))

((OOS: Hope its not too late to join, but this thread is starting to sound like a good one.))

Shivrad sat alone near his imperial pilots locker. He was just about to take another bite out of his ration bar when the alerm blared angrily. "Dang," he muttered. He threw what was left of the processed bar behind his back and dashed to his locker. He had had it rough getting through the imperial pilot academy. He was used to quick thinking and skill in danger. Thats why he was still here. A TIE Intercepter Pilot. He had chosen the ship due to its speed and manuvering capability. He had never liked the blockier TIEs. They were weak, he thought to himself. He grabbed his specially modified flight helmet. It came complete with scanners, Auto-Respirators, and his own trademark, a special mark engraved into the side, he never knew what it meant, but it was the same as the one tatooed on his shoulder. He couldnt remember his life before the academy anyway. He knew how the empire worked. He didnt try to remember. Shivrad sped down the hall to the hangar with the other pilots. The service workers quickly opened the hatch to his T-I 1368(his call sign) and prepared it for flight. He started the flight takeoff controls. He quickly read the mission posted on his monitor. <Ok group one, looks like a squad of E-wing class rebel fighters. I want two to a ship, these new ships of theirs are too fast to go solo.> With that, the TIE squad unlatched off of the holding clamps and dropped below the Star Destroyer, S-Repulsor lifts already kicking in. <T-I 1350, you come with me, we'll take the one above the left side of those turrets, remember, watch your back, because I WONT.>

The first fleet of Victory Star Destroyers had already arrived as the second fleet of 3 Dreadnaughts, 4 Imperial Strike Cruisers, 2 Carrack Light Cruiser, and with Star Destroyer in the lead. Though one more ship was with them. It is the fleet's little secret that all ships had made a defensive ark around a Interdictor Cruiser, athough not the strongest ship in the Imperial Navy it fashioned a gravity well generator. There by stopping any Rebel from escaping. Also all the ships were fully armed with TIE Defenders. All the TIE lurched to the Mon Calamari. Though the other TIE's were being taken by the E-wings, the TIE Defenders weren't so easy with 3 bent wings, a shield generator, a life support system, and a hyperdrive unit. The Imperial trap had begun.
Imperial Officer- Admiral Deriner the fleet has come out of hyperspace and awaiting orders. The Defenders have already gone to attack.
Admiral Deriner- Excellent, contact Admiral Holtz and ask him the status of his fleet. Send the Strike Cruisers to help out his war effort.

Officer: Admiral! Another Imperial Fleet has entered the system!

Holtz: What?

Officer: It's Admiral Deriner, sir! He's launching his own forces against the Rebels!

Holtz: What?! Put him onscreen immediately!

*Admiral Deriner appears on the holocomm screen*

Admiral Deriner! This is not your affair! Cease your attack at once! I do not want your ships destroying the Rebel fighters! Their pilots must remain alive!

Shivrad's TIE continued in the ongoing battle. There was a blare from his monitor showing a whole new fleet of imperial warships coming out of hyper space. <What the...? Why is a whole new fleet moving in? Wait, TIE defenders!(Shivrad had heard rumors of the new class of TIE, but had yet to see one.) I know only one general who would want to cut in on anyones fun. Admiral Deriner. Old friend. Well, this is gonna get weird.> He quickly pulled his TIE around, the new E-wings were giving him heat. <T-I 1350, go regroup, I need to speak to Admiral Hultz. Now.> Shivrad switched all Comm off, the last thing he needed from his crew was some Bull about him being hi-and-mighty. He knew Admiral Deriner too well. Deriner only jumped in to get credit for himself. Even if he had to get rid of his own team. He had to warn Holtz. Fast. Shivrad locked up the TIE and threw his helmet to the bottom of the cockpit. He immediatly tore through the halls and through security hoping to warn Holtz. He opened up the door to the Admiral's quarters just in time to see the holocomm switch on and his old friend's image appear.

Shivrad: Admiral! I need to speak to you! NOW.

Shivrad's long service and skill had put him high in imperial ranking, he hoped it would keep the admiral from sending him away, and save him now.

*the admiral whirls* Pilot Shivrad! I hope you realize you are seriously breaking rank! I am in the middle of a delicate negotiation here!

*turns back to Deriner's image* Now as I was saying, get your ships out of here!

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*a cloaked ship flies silently past the fighters to dock invisibly in the hangar of the Calamari Cruiser*

Shivrad quickly took a seat and watched his old friend's malice throughout the conversation. Admiral Hultz had no clue what was going to happen. Shivrad knew all too well. The indicter ship was heavely guarded due too its weak armor. But it had the G.W. Generator, that not only affected the enemy, but any sorrounding ship. How Admiral Deriner had got one was beyond Shivrad.
After the "negotiations" Shivrad waited to be called on. He knew what a furious officer could do. He shuddered at the thought of an Admiral's power. If the Admiral heard his story though, they'd change their mind. If they wanted to live another day.

Shivrad: Admiral. I have had past encounters with Admiral Deriner. He was once a good friend of mine. That is of no mean now though, Listen, Deriner is know for barging in to important missions for one thing, more power, more credit, and too rid himself of any COMPETITION! That ship he has is an interdictor! We can't escape without HIM shutting the power off! I suggest that I go aboard to make sure it happens. please sir.

Shivrad gasped for breath. He rarely talked at all, this was a serious atburst, to an ADMIRAL.

Imperial Officer- Admiral Deriner.

Admiral Deriner- Yes what is it.

Imperial Officer- Admiral Hultz is demanding to talk to you on why we have not yet pulled our ships from the sector.

Admiral Deriner- I we'll speak to him in my room.

He goes to his room and already see's Hultz's image.

Admiral Deriner- First off haven't we already had this Conversation. Second Admiral Hultz I am not turning back now just because you have your glory at stake, but do not get me wrong I'm not here to steal your glory from you. I am here for the good of the Empire! I do not want to have the rebels get lucky and pick off one of your capital ships. For at this point in the war the Imperial Navy can't lose any ships, and I figured at the rate the rebels were taking out your older TIE fighters you would at least welcome our newer TIE defenders to help even out the fighters on the battle field.

*Holtz grows livid* Deriner! This is a private affair! If you do not withdraw your ships in two minutes I will order an attack on your fleet! *shuts the holocomm off*

Shivrad! Do whatever is necessary to ensure that the Admiral does so...your combat record tells me you can do this, or I would be executing you right now for insubordination. This plan must not be thrown awry by the fool's arrogance. Dismissed!

Yes Sir. However, I will need the keys to the storage lockers. This might become difficult.

The Avenger's Rhapsody pulled into the system, with engines hot and laser cannons hotter. Amada began hacking into both Imperial and Rebel computers aboard the ships, to see if she could find out what was going on. She wasn't sure who were the real bad guys in this fight, and her copilot, Graaq Gryyge could keep anyone who thought they shouldn't be there off their backs. She began to replay the battle, using different angles from both Imperial and Rebel holorecorders, and messages from both sides. She'd gotten a bit into the fight, just after the second fleet had arrived, when she heard his voice. In a single moment she went from quizzical to feeling like someone had broken a glass on the floor, ripped her heart out of her chest, thrown it on the shattered glass, then beaten it with a blunt object.

In all her life, only one person had ever been closer to her than her best friend, Gavin. When Gavin died, along with her father, he was the only one she could turn to. He'd helped her along, given her a shoulder to cry on, comforted her, and when the time was right, took their relationship to the next level. They'd become one person, bound through the Force, they were a single soul, living, breathing, wanting as one. And that only made it hurt all the more when he'd just up and left one day. No warning, just one morning he, and all his stuff, was gone. She'd looked for a little while, but it seemed to become futile after a few months. He just didn't want to be found. And now, to hear his voice here, all this way from where she'd heard it last... and as a TIE Defender pilot? Amada knew this was the destiny that the Force had brought her here to face.

Holtz: *yells to his side* Commander!

Commander: *comes running up* Sir!

Holtz: Assist Pilot Shivrad in assembling a boarding party. See to it that he gets everything he needs.

*Holtz turns back to the viewscreen*

"Thank you, sir. I wont let you down." Shivrad followed the officer to the storage compartments. "Hmmm.., sonic charges, Det. packs, a few blaster rifles, ok, this looks like everything i need, thank you officer." Shivrad picked up a few more items and put them on his belt. He talked to the officer as he walked."I'm gonna need five men. The best. I'm not saying that something will happen, but if it does, it'll be big." "Yes sir." The officer sounded like he had just gotten promoted to admiral himself. "I will get only the best." "Good." Shivrad replied. Shivrad walked to the shuttle that was being prepared for the mission. He inspected the area for cargo." Remove those ration boxes." He said to the mechanic. The machanic did as he was told, though mumbling. Shivrad loaded the items into the storage space and prepped the boarding ship for flight. Now he just need his crew and time.

As Shivrad checked over the flight controls, he suddenly felt a shudder. It was odd. He had never felt something like that. It seemed to come from his past. Where his tatoo came from. He started to think when he was suddenly interupted by the officer.....

OOS: sorry ive been gone for so long, Comp trouble, family trouble, sorry. But IM BACK!!

Thezul realized his wing was in trouble, but he knew they were good, this was gonna prove how good they were.

Thezul: Ok, Boys and Girls, time to learn how good these E-Wings are, plus it will be a little bit of a test for us as a team, Zip and I will spearhead the attack along with Mr, Terthos. We will go for, umm, the star destroyer on the Right, and get into the belly of that beast, and try to burn her from the inside out. Ready??

The whole wing let out a affirmative yell, and they all dove in as one, heading straight at the start destroyer.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!

*Corzip was screaming in excitement*

wait a sec. A jedi craves not these things.

*he emidiatly got and shot a Tie of Thezuls back*

Lets kick some Imperial ASS!

((OOS: SuperThrawn, Do you want our stories to go together? My guys a TIE pilot, doesnt know his past because of a memory wipe, They go together pretty well.))

*Corzip was feeling totaly loose from everything.. he felt free.... then he remembered Yoda....
excitement..... a jedi craves not these things.
Corzip ghot a grip on hmself and concentrated more on the fight*

Shivrad, that sounds like a great idea. I was basing the whole reaction a little bit on your character anyway, so that would make things work perfectly. I think my AIM SN is listed earlier, IM me sometime and we'll work out a storyline.

((oos: Sounds like a plan Superthrawn. My AIM is

HuzahEmu/ Christian_merrill@msn.com

and my MSN is Mr.C/ Christian_Merrill@msn.com

*an officer walks into Holtz' chambers* Sir, the bounty hunter has completed his current operation.

Holtz: Good. Order all our ships to attack Admiral Deriner's fleet. We must allow the Rebels to escape. *notes the officer's startled expression* Do it! You will understand later. *the now somewhat frightened officer leaves the room*

Holtz stares out the viewscreen. Soon, Jedi...soon.

*as corzip attacks the star destroyer.. he notices that no enemy fire is on him... no fire at all. and he sees that on a lot of his team mates the fire is heavaly.... then the stardestroyer breaks of his attacks and starts to turn on the new imperial fleet that arrived. this is very puzzling. Corzip key-ed his com unit*

This is wild card 2 to base. i think now is a good time to make a run for it sir.

The officer asks Shivrad how many he needed. "Nevermind, I think I'll take it solo from here, ok?" The officer nods and returns to his post. Shivrad enters the shuttle and starts the flight program. The lower doors slide open as the small craft leaves. Shivrad veers to the far left to avoid the ongoing battle. He felt it again. That strange feeling as though he was supposed to be here. Now. He stopped everything for a moment, memories flooded back into his mind. A girl.....someone's death......he stopped in time to realize he was there. He docked in a far corner of the landing bay. An officer came to greet him.

Officer: Who are you? Are you of the hostile fleet?

Shivrad: Uh, no, I'm here to give supplies.

Officer: Uh, Ok. Just watch your back. We're in a battle here.

<stupid officer>, shivrad thought as he put on his equiptment.

Shivrad reported to Admiral Hultz on his situation and slowly walked to the landing deck's nearby control station.

Amada felt the presence again... eminating this time from a shuttle. It felt, buried, as if someone had tried to make him forget. Having nothing better to do, Amada chased after the shuttle.