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Mordred Anubis was sitting in a briefing room on board his Flagship 'The Black Tears' with his three Nebulon-B Captains. The mean provided was that of seafood. Mordred was working a rather large piece of shrimp away from the tail piece and proceeded to dip of the savory treat to a bowl of warm melted butter.

Captain Olga Ashuda lowered her glass some in her hand as she looked over at Mordred. "So we are to risk our lives for possibly one person?" "Mhmm." Came from Mordred as his eyes were half closed, quite enjoying the shrimp he was chewing on quietly. The green skinned Twi'lek, Captain Daluna, smiled over at Mordred. When the man liked a meal, it showed. Green fingertips reached over to a platter to snag a sausage like link and dip it into a honey sauce. Captain Emilia Belle, couldn't help but smile as she lowered her utensil down to her plate. "I had seven of our Munificent Frigates spread out and use their updated, advanced communications arrays to try and hack into any Imperial communication traffic. For something as big as kidnapping a New Republic Admiral, they aren't keeping things too hush. Perhaps they have grown stupid in their lack of control with recent events. Captain Lemerich, is as misplaced as his pride of being an Imperial Officer. A transmission was caught about him bragging to an Imperial Admiral about how he single handed captured a New Republic Admiral."

Mordred gave a nod of his head over at Emilia from his chair at the table. Shifting back slightly in it's comfort of cushions. "He has always been cocky, over confident and I don't think the man knows how to smile. I mean honestly, who doesn't know how to smile" What else did you find out?" Emilia continued. "From an Imperial spy of ours, I learned that the New Republic Admiral is to be transferred over to one Imperial Admiral Krenson. I'm stilling waiting for information on where the transfer is to take place." Mordred reached for his glass upon the large table of smooth dark wood. "Ben Krenson' Hm, so they let him become an Admiral. Yup, I was right. Imperials are idiots. That man can smile, but it always makes him look so much of a twit. He's like a child who has no idea what to do with the power they've been given. Well, when lack of information trickles down, one must venture to places where information can be acquired." Captain Olga Ashuda lifted a slender brown brow over at Mordred from her place at the table. "You want to go to Tatooine" It's so dry there." Mordred looked over at Olga. Despite her name, she was quite beautiful with her long brown locks of hair past her shoulders and those pretty eyes of hers. "We'll there is still a decent amount of information that flows through that planet's two cities there. Besides, it can be an excuse for me to get off this ship for a while and stretch my legs." That devious smile perked Mordred's lips. "I'll get a few together here and we'll take one of the shuttles. You three, are to divide the fleet up and proceed to three separate systems to wait. If you find out more information, just send a coded transmission to the shuttle."

"Take Baker with you." Spoke Emilia as she lifted her metallic mug for a slow drink. Mordred looked along the table over at Emilia. "All right, I'll take him along. Hopefully he doesn't gather too much attention by shooting someone this time."

"About time you two. Did we get the information we need?" Asked Nick as he spotted Mordred and Nebula exiting the cantina. "Mostly, but we'll have to do some work ourselves." Commented Mordred. Nick pushed off from his lean against the building. "Great. Not that it should matter, Boss, but Monger's ship is in orbit." Nick would offer. Mordred gave a light shake of his head. "That man is a royal pain. I should have killed him last year on Coruscant when I had the chance." Muttered Mordred as the three of them started to walk back up the street. "I have another spot I want to stop at to see if I can acquire further information." Spoke Mordred before giving a pause in his step. Nick and Nebula in turn stopped walking at his sides and glanced at him, then about them. "What is it?" Asked Nick. His fingertips tickling the blaster pistols in their holsters. "Monger." Mordred simply said in a low tone of voice.

Down the street was that of Jordan Monger. Thin blue flight suit and light gray chest armor piece. The dark skinned man had short dreadlocks and a very light beard. Following him were several hired mercenaries.

"Perhaps we should cut our visit here short?" Inquired the blue skinned Twi'lek Nebula at Mordred's right side. Nick smiled. "Hey, he hasn't seen us yet. We're good, no worries." "Anubis!!!" Came the shout from down the street. Nick rolled his eyes. "Oh well, so much for that." Drawing both his blaster pistols from their holsters at his sides and opening fire. Striking down two of the mercenaries with Monger before they knew what hit them. "Time for some party poppers!" Shouted Nebula, pulling free two small grenades from her belt and with a click of a couple buttons, she tossed them down the street. Exploding in a ball of heavy smoke and offering cover for them, Mordred, Nick and Nebula turned and ran toward the direction of the docking bays as blaster fire erupted from the other side of the smoke clouds due to the special grenades. "Get him!" Was heard in their wake as Nick activated his communication system again. "Baker, we're heading back and we have unwanted company."

Mordred slid a communicator from his belt to lift and speak into. "Pilot, time to go. Need a quick depart from the spaceport." "Copy that!" Came a reply from the pilot on board the shuttle at docking bay 92.

In full sprint were half a dozen mercenaries hot on their tracks. That is, until a wiz of something flew by Mordred and the other two to impact to the ground less than a meter in front of the mercenaries. The mini rocket exploded and sent three of the mercs flying this way and that. Blaster fire from a heavy blaster rifle then impacted another mercenary trying to find cover. Baker's targeting system was fully active and the man was cut down before he could get behind a parked land speeder. With Baker covering their 'exit' using his heavy blaster rifle, the three ran for that ramp of the shuttle. Backing in step, Baker kept a steady stream of weapons fire on the new group of mercenaries coming from the other end of the street before ducking into the hanger bay and heading for the shuttle.

With the droid moving up the ramp, it lifted into the shuttle and a few seconds later the craft was lifting upwards and turning to engage it's main engines and head for space as the shuttle sped up. "Attention all passengers please grab a seat and hold the hell on. This is a non smoking flight and do be sure to put all weapons in the proper holsters as to not have any accidents on board. We thank you for flying the unfriendly skies and hope you will fly with us again." Nebula laughed hearing the pilot, Ana, short for Anastasya. Or as most knew her by, Mordred's daughter.

The young brunette with long hair nearly to her waist was smiling as she broke orbit with the shuttle and prepared to enter hyperspace. Her pants were dark, tight and her white button shirt was hardly down to her belly button. A light leather vest was worn over the shirt and of course like her father, Ana had a DL-44 heavy blaster pistol at her side. Her hands moved over the controls to the shuttle, about to enter hyperspace when the ship was rocked by turbo-laser fire. "Son of a biscuit maker! That'll leave a mark on the hull." Ana put the shuttle into a twist and dive to avoid further fire from the CR90 Corvette firing upon them. No doubt the Corvette was one of Monger's ships from his small pirate fleet. The Nebulon-B Frigate wouldn't be too far behind no doubt.

"Ana, I think it's time to go home." Spoke Mordred as he took the co-pilot's seat in the shuttle. As the Corvette closed in, it was suddenly rocked by repeated turbo-laser fire impacting to the ship's port side. A voice could be heard over the open communication channel. "Oh no you did not just shoot at my brother! Wooooo! I am going to make you hurt! And not in a good way! Woooooo!" A DP20 Frigate moved in quick, firing at the Corvette pursuing the shuttle. With eight double turbo-laser cannons, six quad laser cannons and four concussion missile tubes, the DP20 Frigate had the Corvette out matched easily. The grey with red stripe Frigate hammered away at the Corvette, forcing it to pull back and return to orbit of the planet for now until it had back up.

Over the communication system came a voice, kind of squeaky. "Mordred I know you are okay over there" Right' I cannot believe they went and picked on my brother. Oh that makes me so angry! Wooooo!" Ana smiled and laughed as she spoke. "Nice to see you, Uncle Albert." "Ohhhhhh! Anastasya! Girl how are you doing" Keeping your father out of trouble" And you know you are the only one that can call me by my middle name. Because you're all cute and stuff." "Good to hear your voice." Mordred would reply over the communication system. "Mordred!!!!! Bantha balls how are you?"" I have missed my brother!!!" "I can hear it." Commented Mordred back over the comm system. "Wanna get a little wild and crazy?" "Oh you know I do!" Spoke Mordred's brother over the comm system. "I'll have Ana send you where we are heading, follow us and I'll fill you in once we arrive, Mordred out."

The two ships came about and than made the jump to light speed, just as Monger's Nebulon-B Frigate with four Corvette's came into range. "I will find that man and I am going to collect on his bounty." Muttered Mongrel on the bridge of his ship.

Music was blaring in the large room converted for big gatherings. Tables were set up in a line like a buffet, holding plenty of food. It seemed a never ending bounty of a feast as droids would bring out more food when platters ran empty. Dozens of tables and chairs had been set up to eat at and socialize. Six bars, three on the left and three on the right, were set up for serving drinks of all types. Of course Hot Chocolate was at the ready for those wishing of the unique drink. It had become a favorite of not only Mordred's, but also of the Wookiees on board.

"Sis'!" Shouted Ana Anubis as she caught sight of her older sister entering the party. Mila perked a smile at her lips and would wrap Ana in a big warm hug. "Damn, Ana. Did you grow since last I've seen you? I swear you're two inches taller than me." Ana grinned at her sister and stood tall as if to show off a little. "I'm not even wearing my big boots, Mila. Looks like you're gonna have to look up, to your little sister in the future." Mila laughed a little as Ana was swept up into the arms of Mila's husband, Caine. Who was taller then both of them. "Still shorter than me, sister in law." Caine smirked before putting Ana back to the flooring to stand. "Ana, do you know where dad is?" Inquired Mila. Ana laughed a little with a nod of her head. "Yeah, I do." She turned a little to point out with her left hand an area of the flooring put aside for dancing. "He's over there, dancing with you know who." Mila and Caine looked into the direction Ana was pointing. Sure enough, there was Mordred and he was dancing with Captain Emilia Belle. No doubt she had come for the party, from her Nebulon-B Frigate upon the fleet.

"Your father sure knows how to pick them." Spoke Caine with a grin spreading across his light brown mustache and goatee. Caine's species was from the Outer Rim and few knew of the exact system or planet. The top of his ears had a point to them and he had four teeth in his mouth that could only be described as K-9 in look. His culture was said to be all to familiar with military training and tactics. Some of his species ventured out among the stars and various systems as bounty hunters due to their amazing tracking abilities. Heightened sense of hearing, smell, taste and strength allowed his species to become amazing soldiers and in some cases, bodyguards.

Mila smiled gently as she watched her father dancing with Captain Belle. "Those two need to get back together." She said quietly. "Our father has been with a few women over time, but he always had a soft spot for Emilia." Ana smiled and gave a nod of her head, long locks of her medium brown hair cascaded against her back with the motion. "Yeah. She's his weak point, no doubt. I honestly think he smiles deeper when she's on board. Though I think the same can be said about her as well, as far as smiling goes."

Emilia was spun around twice before Mordred brought her back in for a quick little two step in their dancing on the dance floor. "Is this a new dress you are wearing" I have to admit you look rather savory with in it." Spoke Mordred as he twirled Emilia once, twice and a third time before side stepping out to the side with her. Emilia smirked upwards from her shorter height at Mordred. "You have seen me in this black dress more than a few times, Mordred." "Indeed." His smile was contagious and Emilia found herself smiling as bright as Mordred seemed to be. "Is the slit by the leg new?" Inquired Mordred as he dipped Emilia back in a step. "Allows for a bit more movement, when dancing. Like it?" Emilia smiled more deviously at Mordred as he held her in that dip for a moment longer. "Quite." Came Mordred's reply before bringing her back up and into another light spin to the side and then right into a few twirls before his hands shifted her out in front of him in a turn, causing his arms to cross around her at the waist in their slowing of the dance steps. Emilia's hair wasn't up in it's usual pony tail. Dark brown strands of hair curled just past her shoulders. A little reflection now and then of the little diamond earrings at her ears. The black dress had a v-cut neckline but the dress kept things hidden respectively. Emilia could flirt, but she never went over board with outfits that were too revealing. She had, had a few lovers before meeting Mordred years ago. Though it was rumored that Emilia had not sought out anyone since meeting Mordred to fill the role of a companion. In fact, Emilia was said to know more of Mordred's secrets than even some of his grown children. The song came to a close finally and a pause would be had before the next song would be played for people to continue dancing. Mordred's arms were still around Emilia from where he stood behind her. Her hands slid against his arms gently, turning her head back and to the side to look upwards at him. Her eyes met Mordred's deepen smile down at her and slowly his head would lower to brush of his lips warmly against her own.

Caine and Mila were at one of the side bars, acquiring their drinks when Mila was picked up by a rather tall Wookiee. "Ack! Oh! Hi Chentocca!" Mila laughed as Caine smirked watching the tall Wookiee of dark brown coloring give a warm hug to Mila before putting her back down. One of the few that had been around Mordred for decades, Chentocca had become a battle hardened Wookiee Warrior long ago during the Clone Wars. His usual attire of a waist belt with a bounty of weapons and his two curving leather belts that went around his shoulder to his other side were not worn tonight. The sword usually at his back and that of the large blaster pistol and bowcaster weapon weren't about him either. It was party night on board the ship and he did his best to tone it down from his usual Warrior ways. "Still following my father about the stars?" Smiled Mila upwards at the Wookiee. A few sounds that can only be described as bear like, came from the Wookiee of old. "I think he's trying to say the meat platters on the tables are delicious and we need to have some of the hot chocolate." Smiled Caine with a nod toward Chentocca. Mila seemed all smiles tonight. "My father asks for the best and he gives the best in return. No doubt the food tables are amazing and yes, I promise to have some hot chocolate before the party is over, Chentocca." The Wookiee gave a nod of his furry head, a few braids of hair shifting at his shoulders with the motion. Lifting a large hand to tease Mila's hair in a little mess up. "Hey now!" Smirked Mila, reaching to smooth her hair once more. Chentocca gave a nod of his head to Caine, holding respect for the man and considering him a worthy Warrior having spent many missions of the past working along side him. Before Caine and Mila were married that is.

As Chentocca headed over for the meat tables set up, Mila would hear her name called out in almost a sing song voice. "Miiiiiiiiiiilllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aa! Wooooooo!" Mila and Caine turned to see a slightly dark skinned man with curly jet black hair in black silk pants and a white ruffled shirt heading their way. "Uncle Albert!" Shouted Mila as Prince Albert Anubis strode over and wrapped his niece in a warm hug. "Oh damn girl let me look at you." He stepped back and tapped a fingertip at his chin. "Mmm hmm, girl you are looking gooooooood! You been working out?" Uncle Albert looked over at Caine. "You keeping my niece safe out there?" Caine gave a nod with a perking smirk at his lips. "Yeah, I'm keeping her safe." "Oh good!" Said Uncle Albert, as he reached over to give one of Caine's upper arms a squeeze. "oh honey, you picked a good man. I bet he could lift a star-fighter baby!" Mila and Caine laughed a little. "Oh damn, it feels soooooooooooooo good having the family here together! Well, most of us. You two better get out there for a little dancing. You are a happily married couple and people want to see that out on the dance floor. I spotted an engineer over at a table and I think he's flying 'my' kind of flag!" Moving to give Mila a warm hug and then Caine in turn, leaning to Mila after hugging Caine. "Niece of mine, you best keep this man. He's so...hunky and mmm mmm strong feeling." Mila laughed out loud and nodded. "Oh, I will Uncle Albert. He's a keeper." She gave a wink up at Caine who was smirking back at her. "All right, Uncle is out...catch you two later!" And off he went. Heading for that table where one of the engineers were sitting.

It was then, that Mordred would wrap Caine in a big hug and give the man a pat on the back before releasing. "Caine! So good to see of you my wild friend and Mila!" Wrapping her up in a warm hug in turn, though perhaps lingering a bit longer before letting her free. "Caine, I am sorry...but I am going to take this beauty from you for a dance or two. Not to fear, I will return her back to your graces soon after!" Caine nodded with a bit of a laugh. "No worries, Mordred. Go tear up the floor with her a bit." Mila gave Caine a smile and a wink before she found herself being pulled along by her father's hand for the large seemingly marbled dance floor.

A little spin of Mila as Mordred's hand lifted with her own before sliding his other hand to her side as the two fell into step with the current song playing over the sound system from the ceiling above. "My daughter, is that a BlasTech A180 at your lower back, or are you just happy to see me?" Inquired Mordred to his daughter as his dark mustache and matching goatee perked a smirk at her. Mila grinned a little at her father. "You taught me well, dad. Never go anywhere, with out a weapon or two. Even if you are heading to what should be a peaceful gathering." "Excellent." Said Mordred as he twirled his daughter once, twice and then back into his arms for a little side stepping. "Taking good care of my ship?" Mila narrowed her eyes up at her father, all be it playfully. "She's my ship. You gifted her to me, dad. Of course I'm taking good care of the Viper. I have many found memories of us traveling upon her when I was a kid growing up you know. I still remember the look on that one pilot's face when you let me try flying it that day above Tatooine." Mordred perked a slender dark brow and then laughed gently recalling that day. "Oh yes! I honestly thought I was going to have to call the medical droid up the cockpit for him. Specially when you turned into the path of that freighter coming up from the planet." "Hey, I missed the freighter!" Mila laughed as Mordred gave a nod of his clean shaven head. "True, but I think you made that freighter's captain soil himself at that close call." Mila laughed with her father as she shook her head.

"Caine, long time no see." Came the voice of Emilia Belle, giving the taller man a hug before moving to sit at a stool by the bar where he was. "Miss Belle, always good to see you. How have you been?" Emilia ordered up a drink from the droid behind the bar and gave a smile at Caine. "I've been good. Traded up my Corvette for a Nebulon-B Frigate little while back when one came up for grabs. Though truthfully I think Mordred stole it with the idea to give it to me." Caine smiled with her and nodded. "Yeah, well, he's always had a soft spot for you, Emilia. Though I think you already know that." Emilia took a quiet sip of her drink before lowering it in her hands. Smiling over at Caine. "Yes. I think I've known that for a long time, Caine. Mordred certainly is unique. Some have called him crazy over time, but he's just different in how he thinks. Present company excluded of course, I don't think there's a man among the stars as brilliant and strong as Mordred." Caine smiled a bit. "No offense taken and I would have to agree with you, Emilia. I was a young Lieutenant when I signed on with him long ago. I can certainly say it never was boring traveling with Mordred. I think his daughter Mila has that from her father as well." Emilia looked at Caine and then laughed gently. "She is a tough one, like most of his grown children." "Don't let her know, but I think she can fly better than I can sometimes." Smirked Caine. Emilia laughed again and shook her head lightly. "Oh' Well, no worries. I won't say a word to her." Caine smiled after taking a drink from his tall mug. "They all take after their father." Commented Caine. Turning her drink in her hands, Emilia would nod gently. "Yes. They do. Which is why I worry at times over them all. Not all of them have become what their father was, but that doesn't mean some bantha-ass won't come looking for them. Caine, I was so happy when you and Mila were married. I knew you would help to keep her safe." "She's like her father." Caine said. "Tough and sometimes I'm not sure she needs my help. Though I stand by her through and through in everything we face. My life changed when we started to see each other. Being married to her is beyond words sometimes." Emilia glanced over at the dance floor area and in turn caught sight of Mordred dancing with his daughter Mila. "It's love, Caine. It's simply called love when you feel that way about someone." Caine looked off toward where Emilia was looking. A slow smile perked his lips. "He always loved you, Emilia. I bet if you ask him now, he'd say it was still true." Emilia's smile grew wider, turning her head aside toward Caine. "I know. I've always known. I think that is why I needed to acquire my own ship those years ago. He wouldn't get anything done on board this ship if I stayed here. Being a ship among his fleet, I can keep close but allow him his privacy too." Caine grinned again. "I'm pretty sure he would be okay with you disturbing his privacy once in a while, Emilia."

"You two need to be either eating or dancing!" Came Mordred's voice suddenly as he and his daughter Mila were walking their direction. Caine and Emilia chuckled gently. "You and Mila need to grab something to eat but first, you both need to get to dancing on that dance floor and I don't want to hear a no." Smiling between the two of them, Caine set his drink back down on the bar after another healthy drink was taken from the tall mug and reached to take Mila's hand. "Well, if we have to dance. Okay." Smirking all the way, Caine headed off with Mila for that dance floor as she gave Emilia and her father a little wave.

A sigh came from Mordred, watching them head off for some dancing. Emilia turned toward him with a slight smile at her lips. "It is good to see them again, yes?" Mordred would nod to this simple fact. "Yes." He said. "I've missed seeing them both. Caine was my second in command for so long, the bridge isn't the same with out him. Though, I am happy for him and Mila being together." Emilia glanced over at the dance floor. Caine and Mila were dancing about the floor with smiles and some laughter. "They are a good match, Mordred. I was just telling Caine about how happy I was the day they were married. They complete each other. I haven't seen that kind of love in a while." Mordred turned aside at Emilia. "I recall a special love like theirs." Emilia turned her head toward Mordred. "And does that special love, still exist?" Mordred leaned in closer toward Emilia at the bar. "It does. Always has, always will." Emilia tried to avoid it, but she couldn't help the smile that perked her lips. "I should get back to my ship you know." Mordred would give a nod of his shaven head. "True, but I don't see what one more drink could hurt?" Emilia's smile was still at her lips. A tap of her fingertips against the bar. "Well, I don't see any problem with one more drink, Mordred."

Mordred's lips slowly played into a smirk.

The Lambda Class T4a shuttles exited the ventral hanger bay of The Black Tears, Mordred's flagship. Mock supplies were put inside containers for the cover operation. Ana Anubis was at the controls of the first shuttle. Dressed as an Imperial Pilot of course. "Why white" Why can't they have Stormtroopers with better colors?" Grumbled Nick Leatro as he was finishing up his disguise as a Stormtrooper. "Because it's been that way and gonna be that way. Stop complaining, Nick. Nebula would have taken your spot, but a Twi'lek's head doesn't fit well in a stormtrooper's helmet." Called Ana from the cockpit. "Besides, we have four D's on board this shuttle and the other shuttle following us in. If things go bad, we can deploy them for suppression fire. All right everyone, shuttle one to shuttle two, prepare for hyperspace jump. Everyone get into 'costume' before we arrive. Count of three. One....two....three!" The two stolen Imperial shuttles jumped into hyperspace and away from the Anubis Fleet.

"This is Captain Belle of the Frigate 'Liberty Belle' all ships stand ready. Deflector shields, turbo-lasers, anti-starfighter lasers and everything else at the ready. We will make the jump in thirty minutes to a nearby system so we are closer to jump into the mix for recovery. All ships do a last minute check. Frigates and Corvettes check in when ready."

Exiting the lift onto the brig, Mordred and the others with him fanned out for maximum coverage of the command post before the hall of cells. An Imperial officer perked a brow as he gave a nod to the stormtroopers. "I wasn't expecting you." Mordred spoke through his helmet. "We were sent by the Captain. He said he wanted extra security with those Wookiees until they are transferred for their execution." The Imperial officer smiled some. "Yes. They are are not worth more than being used as slave labor. Though these four have proven troublesome. I for one will be glad when they are off this ship."

Mordred gave a nod of his helmet at the man, before lifting his E-11 Blaster Rifle and blasting him. "Likewise." Said Mordred as the other members of his crew opened fire as well at the security for the brig. View and motion sensors would also be shot up in turn.

"Nick, get the Twi'leks and the Wookiees. Johnson and Pol, check the other cells just in case there are others wishing to leave. I"ll get the Admiral. Make it fast, we are on a clock now."

Nick ran down the cell block, removing the stormtrooper helmet and opening the Twi'lek cell first. "Hello gents and ladies, time to go. Your escape is now in progress. That means now! This is a jail break!" Nick ran off to the Wookiee cells and would open them in turn. "Hello, nice to meet you...anybody want out of here and to freedom' Good! Because this is a break out! Let's go!"

The door to the Admiral's cell slid open and the woman with short near violet hair turned her eyes toward the door. Mordred slid the stormtrooper helmet off his head to show a bright smile. "Rear Admiral Lexia Swiss. Your flight is ready to leave this horrid Imperial place you've found yourself in." Admiral Swiss blinked and then smiled as she hoped up and ran to give Mordred a hug. "I can't believe this! Mordred what are you doing here?" Mordred smiled and gave a wink. "Breaking you and the rest out it seems. Didn't I tell you staying with the New Republic would get you into trouble?" Swiss smirked some. "Yes, you did." "And who is mostly right?" Asked Mordred. Swiss gave a sigh, but she was still smiling a bit. "You." "Why don't people listen to me" I am not that crazy and my thoughts do work out, usually. Come on though, we're on a clock."

"Mordred! We just had a check in over the comms. I told them the Wookiees assaulted a few of the officers here but they are sending extra troops to ensure things are safe." "Well, so much for a light stride back to the hanger bay." Said Mordred. "All right, squish time in the lift. Everyone press together. We have to get off back the way we came. Move it!" With the extra people, Twi'leks and the Wookiees as well, the turbo-lift was a tight fit. The doors barely closed and the lift headed off to where they had got into it. Not wasting time, as soon as the lift opened Mordred and the rest poured outward. The crewmen left on the level in stormtrooper disguise gave a nod that things were clear for the moment. Mordred took up the lead as the men folded in as if they were escorting the prisoners now down the hall. Helmets back in place, nothing seemed too far fetched. "Two more sections and we'll be outside the hanger." Spoke Mordred as the large group moved quicker along.

The Star Destroyer was rocked suddenly. Alarms sounded off as a voice from the bridge came over the communication system. "All crews to their stations. We are under attack. Repeat, we are under attack."

"That's pretty perfect timing if I do say so myself." Grinned Mordred below his helmet.

Several Nebulon-B Frigates along with thirty upgraded Munificent class Frigates had come out of hyperspace with fifteen corvettes. Engaging the Imperial Star Destroyers with their turbolasers. Chaos was created when a CR90 Corvette engaged it's sub light engines full throttle and rammed into one of the Star Destroyers near the bridge section. The corvette had been given a droid brain and packed with explosives to create a ram-ship. With one of the Star Destroyers out of the game already, things were slightly easier for Mordred and his crew to get back to the hanger bay of the ship they were upon.

"Hold there! Where are you going with those prisoners?" Inquired an Imperial Lieutenant as they entered the hanger bay. "Didn't you get the memo?" Spoke Mordred. The Lieutenant gave a tilt of his head. "Memo?" Mordred simply lifted his E-11 Blaster rifle and shot the man. "Oh well, time to go." With that said, the other crew members that had come along with Mordred removed their helmets, as did Mordred. To make it easier to see who is friend and foe. The others on the flight deck were fired at by Mordred's men. Killing many of them before they could take cover. "All right this isn't a pleasure cruise. Everyone get on board the first shuttle. The second is a decoy so let's not take that one." A mad dash was made for the their way out and blaster fire would help cover them as stormtroopers started to arrive to the flight deck to try and stop them. "Toss!" Shouted Mordred, which was code for grenades. Four of his crew came out of the shuttle and threw small radius grenades at the Imperials filing in by the doors. Some of the grenades were more like flash bangs to cause confusion. Dashing up the ramp last, Mordred gave a shout to the cockpit. "All aboard let's go Ana!" "Don't have to tell me twice!" The shuttle lifted off the deck and moved to exit the bay. Nick dropped into the co-pilot's seat and brought the weapons online. Firing a few hard blasts in the flight bay before Ana made her exit and into space. "Course plotted in!" Shouted Ana. "Punch it!" Shouted Mordred in turn.

The shuttle's wings were opened and as the shuttle made way from the Star Destroyer, five TIE fighters moved to intercept them. Laser cannon fire from two Munificent class frigates would open fire and cause the TIEs to evade for the moment. Giving the shuttle just enough time to make the jump to light speed.

"Captain Belle to fleet, all ships make the jump to light speed and our meeting point!"

Two corvettes and a Nebulon-B Frigate wouldn't make the jump. Taking too much damage, the Captain of the Nebulon-B Frigate ordered full speed and would ram his ship into one of the Star Destroyer's at the port side.