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Retaliation, Part 2
General Jetha could feel the sweat running through his matted hair and down his face as he leaned out from behind a crate and let off another few shots. They had been ambushed by the Galorian soldiers, whom he had been told were named Hessians. In his breifing by Admiral Senn, he had been informed that these Hessians, were in fact eximperial soldiers who had been marooned on this hellhold shortly after the failure of the Empire's Phantom TIE experiments. With the destruction of the facility on Imdaar-Alpha, they basically just abandoned the Dreighton base, and the men had to go into the desert to find sustanence. Apparently, Calavan had managed to round them all up and resocialize them after almost 30 years of solitude. He could tell by the way they were fighting now what the result had been--a force of survivors, who would shoot his brother if it meant victory. He felt glad they had brought the number of troops they had, or else he'd have not expected to survive this.
A sudden explosion jerked him back into reality. Looking up, he saw one of his stormtroopers had been blown in two by a small grade thermal detonator. The Hessians were being pushed back, he saw with a smile. They were retreating from the hangar and falling back.
Jetha suddenly realized that he had been holding his breath for almost a minute, and quickly released the oxygen from his lungs. Standing cautiously, he raised his hand in the air and made a quick signal. The New Imperium army, with the rigid dicipline of robots, stood and then began to file out into their respective brigades. General Jetha's formed up behind him.
"Alright men," he said, "Lets move. As stated before, our objective will be to infiltrate the Command Center, which we believe is located in two different sectors." He pulled from his pocket, a small holographic emiter. Hitting the activation button, a three dimensional wireframe map of the compound materialized. The large hangar they stood in was colored red, as well as the hall leading from it and two elevator shafts. The rest was a light blue colored. "The two sectors, are located here," a green room deep within the compound began to glow," and here." A second room at the very top of the map glowed as well, apparently it was protruding from the mountside like some kind of spire. "The second room is what we believe to be Calavan's throne room. Now, although we know its currently unoccupied, there may be computers in there which have access to files the other rooms don't. The first room I showed you is the main command center. Now, I'm going to be heading down with my squad to the central command center, Captain Rellian, I'd like you to lead the assault on the throne room. The brigades that're taking the upper levels have been ordered to help you as need be."
"Yes sir," a stormtrooper officer replied.
Darth Felth's blazing white eyes gleamed from beneath his hood. No one knew of the vital young face which lie beneath, and they wouldn't until he was ready. Next to him stood Admiral Senn, a smug look on his face as sector after sector of the holographic map began to turn red. The Hessian soldiers were being pushed back, and there had been no reports of Galavex.
Yes...Galavex were perhaps the most peculiar thing about Calavan's army. He could immediately tell that they were far more intelligent then battledroids, and they didn't share a central control point. All completely autonomous. Nevertheless, they were able to do things that even the most well trained humans would have dificulty doing. They needed no food, no water, and as far as he could tell, could be produced incredibly quickly. There was a fault though, hidden beneath layer after layer of obsidion black. In the end, they were only a machine. An inanimate lifeform working off a few ones and zeros, which could never think, could never formulate solutions beyond its programming. A programming, which while more expansive then battledroids, was sure to carry just as many flaws. The only other thing which concerned him were those command ships he had seen. There had been two at Ascherone as he shuttle was retreating, and they were magnificent. Over two miles in length, sharp and daggered, black as the space surrounding them and yet vicious as well. He had watched as barrage after barrage of rebel lasers had been sloughed off of their powerful shields. He had watched as their own fire, golden bolts of light which glimmered and flickered in the pale twilight of space, had slammed into the hulls after causing massive shield breakdowns. There was technology behind those ships, which had to have been just as old as the technology behind turbolasers. Perhaps older. He had to find out where Calavan had come from, just how old his race really was--and once he did, and Calavan's shroud of enigma was dissolved...he would kill him.
On the hologram in front of them, red began to completly surround the glowing green room deep within the base. "Is my shuttle ready?" Felth turned his eyes on Senn.
"Yes..." Senn said hesitantly. Just where the hell did Felth think he was going?
"To the planet's surface, Admiral." Felth said tersely, reading Senn's thoughts. Senn blushed deep red and the white lights focused on him for a moment, staring deep down within him. They searched for something. Then, as abruptly as they had begun, they stopped. Felth left the room.
The Galavex's single red eye traveled around the chaotic room. Twenty hessian soldiers stood around him, and outside more then fifty New Imperium stormtroopers were trying to break in. He had already killed three himself. Unfortunately, he was armed only with a small pistol sidearm. Had he and the Hessians held Galorian energy rifles, the outcome would have been different. They had, fortunately, managed to push back the intruders and activate the interior lockdown before there had been any damage. Now, the stromtroopers were having to deal with the interior security guns and an eight inch blast door.
"Sir, sensors indicate that the security guns have been neutralized, and we've lost contact with levels six through ten. I think we've lost the upper portion of the base," General Thames spoke with a tense anger. He had never commanded people before this, that didn't seem like a very wise decision on the part of Lord Calavan. Suddenly the red eye flew upwards as an explosion rocked the room. The stormtroopers had blown the blastdoors. Shratnel flew everywhere, a huge piece of iron impalling one hessian. The Galavex pulled its pistol from the side of its waist and began to fire. The stormtroopers let out a barrage of red laser fire from their E-11 blasters but it was all harmlessly absorbed into the Galavex's shield. Lord Calavan had made him go through a maintenance upgrade just before leaving. One of his few upgrades had been this personal shield. The Galavex fired shot after shot after shot at the stormtroopers, as they rushed back to take cover. Suddenly on the other side of the room, the entire wall was blown away.
The shockwave from the blast flung six Hessians into the mass of stormtroopers, and several threw down their weapons and began fighting hand to hand. One reached into his boot and pulled out a long dagger, thrusting it into a stormtrooper's vulnerable neck. The Galavex turned one hundred and eighty degrees and began firing at the new wave of stormtroopers too. At the rear of the group was a man who did not wear the armor. The Galavex instantly realized that he was the commander.
It fired off a succession of three shot from its pistol, and the golden bolts flew quickly, but not quick enough. The man had just enough time to dive out of the way as shot after shot slammed into a large bulkhead.
"DON'T HIT THE COMPUTERS!!" the commander screamed over the chaos. The six hessians had finally been put down, but that group of stormtroopers had almost been wiped out, only twelve of the original fifty five reained. General Thames glared up at the Galavex and motioned towards the computers quizically. The robot turned its single red eye upon him, took its pistol, and fired a quick succession of shots into the main computer console. The screens all around him flickered and died, as monitors exploded from the power surges and the mainframe in the corner began to sizzle. The galavex took satisfaction in the horrified scream of the Imperium commander, and fired another round of shots into the large mainframe, which toppled over and began to spew out sparks and smoke.
The pungent odor of burning circuitry filled the air as more and more stormtroopers began to fill the ranks of the deceased. One managed to sneak up behind the Galavex and fire wildly at it from close range. The robot turned and grabbed the stormtrooper by the neck. He kicked wildly and slammed his gun into the Galavex's head, but it didn't seem to care at all. It flung the stormtrooper into the last operating computer with so much force, that the entire console melded to the shape of his now limp body. The Galavex stared at the body for a few moments and then turned back around, mildly suprised to see the dead face of General Thames looking up from the floor, several laser burns scattered across his uniform. It was more suprised to realize that in fact all of the firing had stopped, and all of the Hessians were dead.
"Galavex, surrender your weapon. You are now a prisoner of the New Imperium." An old voice came from behind. The Galavex turned from the blown wall to the shattered blast door, and stood face to face with the black cloaked Chancellor. The galavex raised its arm and fired shot after shot of hot yellow energy from its weapon but the cloaked figure just reached out his hand. Every shot was harmlessly absorbed. The Galavex suddenly realized just how frusturating it must have been for the stormtroopers who were trying to kill it. Suddenly, the pistol lifted itself from the robtic grip, and flew into the hand of the sith lord. Felth raised his cloaked head, and the two glowing eyes stared into the one.
"You're assault is hopeless. My god shall avenge me." The Galavex spoke without much confidence.
The black figure closed in, step by step, and reached out his hand to touch the iron beast. "You are strange to me droid, but I shall learn your secrets."
The Galavex waited for the hand to near him, and as it creeped closer, closer, closer, the automaton prepared to strike. But his strike had been anticipated.
As the Galavex moved to grapple the sith, a stream of hot blue lightning flew from the outstreached hand and slammed the robot into the top of the room. Its shield flickered madly, trying to syphon out the inundation of energy, but the robot's cold circuits could not compensate. After almost four minutes of torment, the Galavex was dropped to the floor, black smoke streaming off of its charred circuits and armor shell. Darth Felth walked up to the hulk on the floor and with a flick of his hand, the robot flew to an upright position, hovering a few inches off of the ground. "Now, Galavex, I want to know everything about this...god
"I will not comply." It said stiffly.
"I was hoping you wouldn't." Felth said with smile, and dropped the robot to the floor. It fell flat on its back and started to move, until once again a blast of electricity slammed into it. After a few seconds another blast came as well, and then another. Then one final prolonged stream. When it was finished, the Galavex lay still--and of the three glowing eyes, only two remained.
[ 24. October 2003, 04:29 PM: Message edited by: Darth1o9 ]