Started: Jul 28 2010
Ended: Aug 14 2010
Battle For the Keldrath Sector
This was it, the big day. It was time to rip the Empire off their high and mighty pedestal for good. Like the Empires of old, they had found their formidable time in the spotlight but were soon ripped down by the might and determined passion of the Republic. The time was nigh and with moral being at it's most height in years, the feelings was right.
The Illuminotra Victory Fleet blasted out of hyperspace in a fury. Each commander onboard the fleet had strict orders to uphold and each of them had the qualifications to get them done. Interestingly enough, the Fleet in battle shall not be led by Admiral Leon Mannix but one in his Admiralty, Victory Pellaeon. Leon Mannix would be leading his squadron 'The Tyrant Killers' into this battle.
Along with Sluis Van, this battle represented the fate o the New Republic. All three members of the Admiralty and those acompanying them all knew what had to be done and knew what hung in the balance if they lost their focus for one second. To them, the Empire will buckle this day.
Victor Pellaeon stood on the bridge of "The Invictus". With Leon personally leading the charge into the Enemy fleet, he was given command of all the ships -- with Leon's directions of course. He gazed upon the defending Imperial Fleet, this was a defining moment for Victor having been a once respected Imperial Naval Officer in his past. "Open up all communications." He order wanting to send a message to defending fleet as well as the Keldrath Sector.
"People of the Keldrath Sector and members of the Empire. I am Victor Pellaeon, descendent of the late great Gilad Pellaeon. A select number of you may remember me from my service to the Imperial cause but I come before a changed man. I have seen the evil the Imperials have brought forth onto it's own people, its own brother's, and it's own kin. The Empire does not fight the bounty of it's followers or it's Empire, nigh, it fights for the wealth, greed, and glory of a false 'god' family. I fight for the the glory and wealth of the people and it has become clear the Empire does not sure the same views. We were promised an end to the fighting, a new era of peace, once the Empire reigned but we were lied to. Instead we target our own people. Only the Republic has brought the galaxy peace, the Empire has become just one of the many who threaten that peace. The Empire's 'fight for peace' was simply one man's greed and is the one who ruined the peace! What happened on Zeltros and Utapau against innocent defenseless people cannot be forgotten. I did not become a glorified Imperial to laughingly commit inhumane atrocities under the facade of peace. So I say no more, it ends here."
Victor folded his arms behind his back and turned to his commanders just behind him from the holo-projector. "Keep the ship in formation. Once enemy fighters begin attacking our own, having the Lancers press forward and wipe them out while the gunboats defend them. The commanders saluted and dispersed to relay Victor's orders. He sooned turned and looked upon his former comrads, justified in his decision to switch sides. If he was lucky, his speech would reach at least one Imperial soldier and convince him that he was indeed on the wrong side.
The Fleet kept a tight formation. In the front was the Scythes while in the center was the Leivathan-Class Star Defender. The Venator-IIs, in the back, were protected and acted as the main carriers for the now launching squadrons. The fleet as a whole kept their distance from the enemy fleet and remained ready of any surprises should come out of hyerspace. The Universe had charged it's Ion Pulse Cannon, ready to use whenever the order came.
"So what do you say? You boys ready to bring home another victory?" Leon annouced halfway up the ladder to his ship's cockpit. The pilots dressed in their starfighter uniforms all rose their fists high and yelled 'aye' as their moral rose even higher. Leon smiled warmly by this answer just when he climbed into the cockpit and started his starfighter's engine. Soon a series of 'boops' and 'beeps' sounded as soon as the engine roared which made Leon chuckle under his breath. "Yeah, I missed you too G4-U9." His astrodroid had already nestled itself in it's compartment just behind the cockpit, by the sounds it was making it was safe to assume it was excited. Leon looked down on his controls and pushed a red button then made the cockpit's screen close over him. he could hear his astrodroid communicating with him once more after the ship began to lifted off from the hangar. "Me nervous? Well its been awhile but I'm sure I can do this. I am an Ace afterall. You just watch your head out there!"
Leon's starfighter blasted off from the hangar of the "The Invictus" and headed toward the enemy defense fleet. "All fighters form up. Its time to take down some Imperial rats." Spoke Leon through his fighter's communicator.
"Red 9, standing by"
"Wolf Squadron, standing by"
"Blue 5, standing by"
"Green Fox, standing by"
"Tiger Hound, standing by"
The Admiral merely smirked as tons of squadrons reported in. He switched on his targetting computer and made a note of each pivitol spoke they needed to hit. Finally he had relayed his message to Fleet to provide cover fire onto the Enemy Defense Forces so that the many squadrons could approach the enemy more easily. "All bomber target the shield generators on the ships. All fighters target the ship's weaponry." Leon grinned as he gave out the orders. "Tyrant Killers, let's break up and take out their communication arrays."
Leon's starfighter descended upon the Imperious-Class Star Destroyer along with a series of bombers and other fighters assigned to stick with him. They obeyed the orders perfectly, the bombers broke off and began attacking the shield generators while the starfighters broke off in groups to deal with the ship's weaponry. Hopefully the Illuminotra Victory Fleet's would occupy their weaponry for the Leon and his group to take them out. Like swarms of wasps, the squadrons attacked the defense fleet harshly and with extreme malice.
The Lancers were poised and ready for any enemy squadron retaliation.
A wide grin sat on the face of Dracus Fauld, he had been battle starved for some time now and was itching to get back within the game. He had been left incharge by Mannix to manage the Army's arrival on to the planet, their cover, and to decide whether or not to try and hijack a ship. "Well I do declare after that sterling speech made by our very own Victor Pellaeon that we are ready to begin our plan of attack." Dracus said in his distinct Dubrillian accent. He sipped his glass of red wine for a moment then looked down upon the liquid as he swirled it around in his glass.
One of his subordinates approached Dracus and saluted promptly before letting his hand fall to his side. "Orders, sir?" He asked.
"Ah of course." Dracus said with his cunning smirk. "If you please, would you alert Mister Delmarco and Mister Grave to prep themselves and their army on the dropships? According to Mister Mannix I should launch them very soon." Dracus had decided he'd be launching General Grave's forces onto Keldrath Prime and he'd be launching Colonel Delmarco's on the much smaller Paldrath planet. Dracus sooned turned away from his subordinate and sipped his wine once more while facing the window. "Tell them that can launch when ready and when they do, provide further cover fire from the fleet to protect them and if needed, redirect a Lancer or a gunboat." Hopefully they would launch before the Imperials launched their own fighters so the gunships and lancers wouldn't have to double their work load. However either way, they would be fine.
"By the way, tell the General and Colonel to takeover all communications arrays when they do land." His final order given in this round of the battle. Dracus felt confident that the New Republic could pull a victory out of this. The Empire had gotten overconfident with themselves but that was the folley of most enemies of the Republic. Dracus wanted to exploit that possible weakness. Besides that, the Empire would have stretched their army and navy command dangerously thin with so much acquired territory, he doubted they have put such high profiles commanders in such a no named sector.
Fauld soon rose his glass up toward the view of the Imperial defense fleet. "A toast to our glorious enemies, may their end be swift and painless..."
Ships Present So Far wrote: Leviathan-Class Star Defender "The Invictus"
Universe-Class Battleship "The Pathfinder"
Scythe-Class Main Battle Cruiser "Defender of Light"
Scythe-Class Main Battle Cruiser "Defender of Justice"
Venator II-class Star Destroyer "Victory Against the Sith"
Venator II-class Star Destroyer "Victory Against the Mandalorians"
Venator II-class Star Destroyer "Victory Against the Confederacy"
Venator II-class Star Destroyer "Victory Against the Empire"
Lancer-class frigate "Beautiful Dubrillion"
Lancer-class frigate "Impregnable Anaxes"
Lancer-class frigate "Royal Naboo"
Lancer-class frigate "Prideful Corellia"
DP20 Gunship "Battalion"
DP20 Gunship "Legion"
DP20 Gunship "Regiment"
DP20 Gunship "Squad"