Tiberius cut himself free of the ship and walked back into the hangar, he was dead silent as he advanced on the Sith Troopers, he knew that his blade would be recognizble, after all only a single Jedi with a black lightsaber had fought at the battle of Foreost, and he had fought with the Mandos, perhaps it was coincidence that now he would fight to protect those he had previously tried to kill with the very same weapon; or perhaps it was the Force. Tiberius didn't care, he was just ready to fight.

With a shout of rage, Tiberius hurled himself into the midst of the Sith Troopers he cut three in one fell swoop and lunged at another, missing a fatal blow, but leaving him easy pickings for the others. Then Tiberius whipped around to attack the second squad taken by surprise from this sudden attack. They, however, managed to react after three were cut down with only a glancing blow to the forth and the fifth member of the squad dodging the attack entirely. "COWARDS!" Tiberius yells, in his frenzy beating his armored chest, "ARE YOU AFRAID TO FIGHT ME, SCUM? I WILL DESTROY YOU! YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME! I DARE YOU TO TRY AND STRIKE ME DOWN! YOU! WILL! FAIL!"

Walden pulls back from taking out the lone fighter: It was clearly trying to escape and the defense of the station was more important than the elimination of enemy fighters. He checks the scanners for any targets. Lo and behold, 3 shuttles pop up on the scanners, along with 10 other targets.

"This is Axe 5," he said on the comms. "Tally on 3 transports and 10 bandits, vector 057. Is there anyone that can provide support, over?"

There would be a quick response over Walden's com as he calls for assistance. It was Gunda. 'Sorry pal, kind of got my hands full! I drifted too close to the cruiser, and they did not like it!' His voice sounded strained, he must be having quite a tough fight if it was causing him frustration. A few seconds passed before there was a second call on the radio. 'This is axe squad, we're on your six jedi, how#d you want to do this?' This was another familiar voice, the voice of captain Bartlett. Glancing over his shoulder Walden would be able to see five Aurek fighters swooping in to form a ragged V formation behind him.

Meanwhile Svae was making good progress clearing the docking tub of enemy combatants. He had just about reached the half way mark and was clearly visibly to Muu, and even Walden in his fighter would be able to make out the green flashes of his blade. He'd also be able to see the shadowy figures of his two comrades perched atop of the rust coloured scaffolding that surrounded the mighty vessel.

As the pair make their way across the narrow walkway and gantries, there would be a mighty explosion overhead. Someone had just fired on a sith fighter, causing it to go up in a brilliant ball of flames and it was careening towards them at breakneck speed. It would flash past them, narrowly missing as it spins past them, towards the station.

In the docking tube the sith soldiers would begin to run. Having glanced out into the blackness of space they saw the fireball heading straight for them, and they tried to make a desperate attempt to save their skins. Svae look up as well, but did not run. He knew he could not make it to safety in time. It was too far and the ship was too close. He would sight as he looks down at the saber in his hand, the emerald green blade pulsating slightly. 'Ah Perig' he would sigh as he deactivates his weapon. 'There was still so much to do'. He would turn to face the oncoming ship, letting his weapon and former friend hang at his side as he reaches for his com. He begun to broadcast to all of his team mates, his friends, and simply said 'guys, I'm sorry'. It was all he had time to say. Closing his eyes as he faced his end, the ship struck the tube. It was wreathed in flames like some horrific tornado as the tube splinted under the impact like an egg shell.

There was no survivors. Suddenly Muu felt a sharp pain in his skull as his sight was disrupted by a vision. It was his vision from before, but now it was crystal clear. The figure surrounded by fire, it was Svae. Despite his stature he stood tall and proud as the flames closed in around him. The vision was extinguished as quickly as it had appeared.

There was nothing that could be done. No heroic rescue or twist of fate. The band of jedi had seen their first casualty. Svae had been a good padawan. He had been kind and friendly, perhaps one of the most innocent members of the group. His ability to interact with nature had been unmatched among his peers, and he would truly be missed.

'Svae? Svae? Guys, what was that? What's he going on about? Svae what's happening!' Gunda was back on the com, he sounded like he was trying to restrain mounting panic, and he sounded like he was failing. 'Will somebody talk to me!'

As Gunda shouts, Muu and Gaze would see a dull flash as light reflects off something metallic floating towards them. It was Svae's lightsaber. Smoke was rising formt he emitter and there was a large cracking running down the length of the handle. This may the last thing that would be found of Svae after the explosion. Somehow the saber looked dull, lackluster as if it knew of its masters death.

Walden could see the flashes of a green lightsaber clearing the dock. It looked like he was able to handle it.

"We'll move close and fire concussion missiles at the bandits first, try to thin them out. We'll split into 2 flights after. One of your fighters and I will go after the transports, while the rest of the squadon flies top cover and keep the bandits away." Walden says on the comms.

And then it was at that moment that Walden heard Svae's last comment before he saw a fighter crash into the tube where Svae was. It felt like a part of him was torn right from under him. It hurt.

"Svae was in there..." Walden said to Gunda on the comms. "He's dead..." He wasn't any stranger to death, but this still hurt Walden as much. He was a good person and always loved being one with nature. But there was little time to mourn; the high-pitched whine of the sensors shook Walden back to reality: there were enemies that intended to kill them just the same.

Zoroku caught the blow aimed at his head and began agin his attack at the remaining soldiers, though now knowing his skill with a Lightsaber they effectively dodged his swings, ' It seems I have guessed correctly these troopers are definitely elite, they know how to effectively dodge Lightsabers, But I will no let them Disengage.' Zoroku continued his attacks despite the evasive actions of the two troopers however he kept them close unable to fire without difficulty. Letting them fire at point blank would be a test of his ability to deflect laser bolts that he did not want to risk unnecessarily.

Precisely the moment Muu caught sight of the illuminating ring of lights around the hangar, he spots sight of the enemy shuttle dock within the Interdictor. In the corner of his eye, the Iktotchi made note of the brave Padawan holding off the invaders on the docking tubes. The rapid green flashes of light swung from his lightsaber were an impressive sight from afar.

Just as the sector administrator warned the Jedi, an intense explosion burst over the two's head. It was a Sith starfighter streaking by towards the docking tube. Before Muu could alert Svae, he felt a sharp pain flashing him to his previously indistinct vision. The now clear vision simultaneously depicts Svae surrounded by a whirlwind of fire as the starfighter collided into the docking tube. The ill-starred Iktotchi just stood there as he just witness the same event occur from completely two different perspectives. Aware the downcast event was out of his capacity to stop, the Padawan had just lost a close friend.

At this moment in space, the now stoic Jedi suppressed all of the flooding memories of Svae. Once Walden was able to confirm the event that had just transpired, Muu looks at Gaze for a moment. A sense of guardianship and recklessness emerge as he contemplates the welfare of his fellow Jedi. " Understood... ... Defend against their clamp slicing attempts and utilize any security feeds within. We need your eyes " Muu tells the sector admin over the comm.

Looking back at the hangar, he stares at the illuminated entrance trying to ignore the continuous explosions and debris collisions occurring where the docking tube once stood. " May the Force be with you all " he states, as he times his space jump to coincide with grabbing Perig as it passes by. Securing Save's lightsaber, the Jedi missiles towards the hangars floor at a higher velocity than prior. Quickly realizing nonchalantly he was coming-in to high, the Padawan angles himself to land on top of the shuttle as a hasty decision.

As Muu boldly fender benders impact against the top of the dock shuttle, the Iktotchi uses his telekinesis to securely tumble across by performing force guided handsprings and somersaults. Creating quiet the entrance, the Jedi quickly draws his lightsaber and secures Perig into his spacesuit. The Padawan glances at Gaze notifying him he's safe and prepared.

Gaze feels his blood go cold as he watches Svae die. It's hardly the first death he's seen, but it's one of the few where he had no way to even try and prevent it. He feels his hands clench into fists, and his jaw tighten as the numbness begins to shift into anger. He begins to head for the hangar, and vaguely remembers they were trying to be sneaky, but his focus is gone, and a part of him doesn't even really care at this point. He barely registers Muu's approach as he finds his footing in the area in question, and draws his saber as well.

As the pair of jedi lang in the illuminated hanger of the interdictor, they would face a largely deserted structure. It was well kept, rather neat for a hanger. This was most likely due to the fact that this ship had never been flown. All the pair was faced with was two of the silver clad troopers, and a figure wrapped in black robes. All three of them turned to look on the jedi with genuine surprise.

'Wh-, where, where?' One of the soldiers managed to stammer as he glances at his comrades.

As the two sides started to merge on each other, Walden counted down the seconds left before they would get into range of the Sith fighters.

"3...2...1...Axe 5, engaging!"

Walden fires the concussion missiles first before the rest of the Republic fighters do, and they streak head-on towards the nearest group of fighters.

They must have flown right into the missiles, because a few seconds later, Walden would be showered by scraps of metal. The shields would hold under the strain of debris as Walden flies through them.

"Axe 4, once you've fired your missiles, you're on me! Everyone else, deal with the fighters!" Walden would say on the comms. "Let's do this."

Once the missiles were out, the two Aureks would climb up from the engagement, rolling to reorient themselves towards the shuttles before diving on them from their sides.

Oola continued channelling the force through to create the electronic field around the troopers, but the strain of keeping it going was taxing her. The field surrounding Wan dissipated as she let her focus slip for a second and barely was she able to keep the troops in some form of safety. With a slight apologetic look to the droid she shouts to the troops We're nearly through this guys, I said I'd keep you safe and I'll do it. Trust in the force!

As one of the sith fighters is torn apart, the shuttles would spring to life. Their engines would burn brightly as their speed increases and they all dive of in different directions in a ditch attempt to avoid being shot out of the sky.

From the republic pilots, there would be an echoed shout of 'firing missiles!' as a volley is launched at the nimble black craft they are opposing. The missiles screamed after the one that had been fired by Walden and found their marks. Another fighter would practically disintegrate under the impact, its wings spinning off in different directions as the cockpit shatters.

The sith however were not going to sit back and take this. The battered squad would bank off from its escort position, increasing their speed as they follow Walden

The other squad of fighters would turn their attention to Bartlett and his squad. Steering into their path there would be a rapid burst of red plasma from the fighters and a short scream as one of the Aureks goes up in flames.

Back in the hanger the two sith troopers that were under attack from the Chiss would continue to try and fend him off. This time they would make the attempt by raising their rifles to fire on him. At this close proximity it was tricky, but desperate times called for desperate measure. The attack fails though, their wild shots easy for a seasoned combatant to dodge.

Walden sees the trio of fighters from behind him as he approached the sides of the shuttle.

"Frakk, going to have to abort my attack," he thought as the 3 came at him from above. They were flying in a tight formation, sticking close enough to get a shot at him. Their tight formation, on the other hand, made it easier to shoot them.

"All right, time to show them a little trick I learned."

Walden pulled up hard, forcing the trio to overshoot him from below. He dived on them as they flew up, forcing yet another overshoot. But Walden wanted that to happen. He immediately dived even farther to get away from the trio above. The three fighters lost sight of him at that point.

"Perfect." Walden climbed up and banked to his right while the fighters searched for him. At this point, Walden was higher than the trio of fighters that had pursued him. He got the guns on them just as they turned towards him.

Pressing the attack, the laser cannons fired on the trio. 2 were hit by the plasma streaking from the front, while the 3rd one took most of the debris and added to the fireball forming at that moment.

Noticing the silver clad troopers and black robed figure, Muu approaches the invaders location headstrong. While the three intruders stood in disbelief due to the unconventional arrival of the Padawans, the irking sound of tromping from the bright orange gravity boots would echo across the deserted hangar during his confident stride forward. " As a guardian of peace and justice to the Republic... As a Arbiter to the Jedi Order... I am pleased to announce your mutual and cooperative surrender. Submit. Lay down your weapons down... You are now captures under our protection " Muu firmly broadcasts through his helmet to the invaders during his approach. The Iktotchi ever vigilant faces calmly the black robed figure ready to ignite his saber.

In the hanger the remaining squad of soldiers would look understandable concerned with their situation. Only five of them remained after all. The one at the lead would give a mighty battle cry of 'for the empire!' before the squad open fires. This time their target was not the republic soldiers, but instead the one that was protecting them. In what was likely their final attempt at an offensive they would focus all fire on the single figure. The barrage of gunfire would stagger the jedi, but not kill her.

With the shuttles defence force thoroughly broken by the jedi's ambitious attack, the shuttles would barrel past the fighters. Their trajectory was clear, they were heading for the hanger in front of them set into the side of the station. It looked like they were making desperate dash to escape the combat.

The sith fighters would continue to push the offensive however. They were fully focused on the republic fighters now, buying the shuttles time to reach their target. A second ship would break apart as it is caught between two of the sith fighters.

'Agh, we're taking a beating here!' Bartlet would grunt over the com as his fighter twists out of the way of a nearly fatal shot from the sith. 'Sir, you go after the shuttles, see if you can catch one o them before they land, we'll be alright!'

Rallying his squad Bartlett would make a brutal attack against the sith. Destroying one with a head on attack he would burst through the wreckage to do exactly the same to another craft.

Sith Troopers Combat Check : 4eP+1eD 3 successes, 2 advantage, 1 Triumph

does base 12 damage to Oola, advantage spent to get boost on next check, triumph spent to activate critical hit.

Oola Seena : 1d100 16 Activates distracted critical injury (easy injury), cannot perform free maneuver next turn.

Shuttles will spend 2 maneuvers to move to close range of the target hanger.

Sith Pilot Combat Check : 4eP+2eD+1eS 5 successes, 1 threat
Sith fighter squad 2 activates stay on target and does 9 damage to republic fighters, disadvantage spent to take threat.

Republic Pilot Combat Check : 2eP+1eA+2eD 2 successes, 1 Triumph
Republic fighters does 5 damage to the sith fighters, critical spent to destroy additional fighter.

"Alright, heading to the shuttles!"

Walden zips towards the shuttles as they start to land. The fighter zooms close to them as he tries to find a way to get around their sides. However, the station's proximity doesn't seem to help at all. Still, he keeps on flying close to them, sweeping in and out of their sights.

Walden hopes that the shuttle pilots will delay their landing with a fighter so close to them.

Kataddik roars defiantly as his Wookie Rage consumes him, crossing his arms in front of him, he leaps through his assailants and, with one clean outward stroke with each blade, frees their retched heads from their miserable bodies, sending them soaring high and wide, blood splattering across his white fur.

With Walden's nimble fighter flashing in and out of the boarding shuttles, a safe landing for the moment was impossible. Again the shuttle broke formation to try and evade him, two banking right while the other makes an attempt to dive below him. They were far from defenseless however. These shuttles had been outfitted with aft blaster cannons, and they were going to make use of them against this frustrating opponent. One of the gunners does a good job, being able to land a few glancing blows on the port side of the Aurek, but in their focus to try and destroy the lone fighter, they had left themselves as a juicy target.

Walden wouldn't be the only pilot out there to spot the shuttles as being vulnerable however. With a scream of engines the sith fighters would break from their engagement with the republic pilots and would move to intercept Walden. The fighters may be fragile, but they were exceptionally fast and agile, and they closed the gap in little to no time.

'Axe leader, watch your six!' Walden would hear over the coms as the Aureks give chase. The fighters would hang back however instead of keeping on the fighters tails. 'Firing missiles!' would be the only warning that Walden would receive before the Aureks would unleash their second volley. With the sith fighters focused on carrying out their escort duties they would be easy targets for the republic fighters. One of the black craft would catch a missile to its exhaust and erupt into flame while another would almost lose a wing as it spins out of the way of an incoming missile, narrowly avoiding oblivion.

'We're nearly done with this lot Axe leader, focus on those shuttles! If we don't do something soon they're gonna break for the hanger!' Bartlett was right of course. They weren't dealing with simple pirates here. These were training soldiers and their mission objective was well within reach.

"Took a hit, holding on."

Walden, having taken the hit, jinks left and right to help avoid getting spaced out.

He fires missiles, hoping to hit the target. Unfortunately, the missiles hit the shields of the shuttle and detonate on impact. Walden hopes that the impacts would blind whoever's gunning for him at the moment.

Kai-wan catches the gaze of his mistress Oola, as the protective shield about him dissipates. Shrugging, he dives back into the melee with his staff, plasma blade at the end flickering dangerously.

Another flurry of feints and thrusts leaves two more of the Sith troopers down.. They are targeting Mistress Oola!

The security droid quickly resumes a defensive stance, guarding his Twi'lek ward, photoreceptors flashing at their remaining enemies. "I fear nothing!! For all is as The Force wills it." The droid's voice no longer lacks inflection, and it is said with conviction, despite his own tenuous grasp of the Force's influence.

As the droid cuts down another two of the troopers, something surprising would happen. Their leader would throw his hands into the air as he lets his rifle dangle with the barrel facing down. 'Alright! Alright, we surrender. We don't want to die in this losing battle'.

The masked soldier woud nod to the other two survivors, and they would slowly mirror the actions of the first. They all placed their rifles on the the floor and slide them carefully in the direction of Kai-wan and Oola. They remain standing though, perfectly still as they seem to await their fate.

The republic soldiers would clamber out of cover to observe their attackers. One of them would glance across to the jedi before asking 'alright, what do we do now?'

Outside of the station the shuttles would continue to duck and dive in an attempt to avoid the attacks from Walden. Once again they were focused on making it to their destination of the hangers. The shuttles begin to slow as they make their approach. It was going to be only a few moments before they touched down.

As the shuttles make their approach the couple of remaining fighters would focus on Walden. It was clear that he posed the greatest threat to their convoy of ships. Ducking into a steep dive the pair would quickly pull up in an attempt to put themselves directly underneath their target.

'Axe leader, we can't wait anymore, we're going for the shuttles!' Bartlett would shout as the remainder of his squad fired past him. The fighters were unable to fire their missiles after the last volley so they went in with their blasters. They strafed the shuttle, but barely grazed the surface. 'Agh, these things are built like tanks!' Bartlett would growl. 'I don't think we're gonna be able to bring these down in time!'

The robed figure would snort at the demands of the jedi still clad in the space suit. 'I don't think so jedi scum. I don't know why you're here in the first place, but this is where your journey ends'. He'd turn to wave a hand to the silver clad soldiers. 'Kill them!'

As he speaks he would go to draw his own weapon. With a deep hum a single red blade would emerge from a blackened lightsaber hilt. The dark side of the force would practically roll of the cloaked figure as he slowly raises the saver to Muu's throat. 'I've always wanted to kill myself a jedi.

After a moment he would lunge forwards in a deadly attempt to pierce the jedi's throat. This was followed by a quick overhead strike as he tries to cut Muu in two.

As the dust settles and the remaining Sith troopers surrender Zoroku put's out his Lightsaber and goes for the Communicator to call the Admiral. " Admiral we have secured our Hangar for nowand have secured Prisoners of War. Do you need assistance in your position we have four Jedi including myself here and a Droid who could be of assistance elsewhere." Zoroku would await the Admirals response, however he approached the Sith trooper in charge, " Has your Emperor declared War on the R epublic?" Zoroku asked him while their hands were being bound.

Surprised to discover the robed figure was force sensitive, the Iktotchi's eyes widen as the humanoid pointed the red saber blade at his throat. Quickly igniting the lightsaber blade in hand, his green crossguard quillons parried the forward lunge strike. Unsure of the nature of this being, Muu replies back " Please don't resist " hoping provoke reason. The consumed darksider unrelentingly swung another overhead strike only to meet Muu’s blade once again.

The security droid keeps his staff activated as he approaches the squad leader. Producing a set of binders, Kai-wan tosses them at the feet of another trooper. "Please fasten your sergeant's hands behind his back. I am running a security sweep, so I would advise you to place any remaining weapons on the ground, now. Slowly. "

Walden sees the fighters go after him.

"Take the shuttles if you can! I'll try to shake these fighters off my tail," he says on the comms. "This day keeps getting even more nerve-wracking."

Walden lets them get on his tail before pushing the throttle up to near-full speed and going into a steep climb. The fighters overshoot and bank left towards the shuttles, but Walden rolls the Aurek down and dives down on the end of their bank, getting behind them close enough that anyone shooting at him would have a hard time doing so without risking a collision or friendly fire.