Utobuk waited, crouched in a cramped corner of the engine room. The power to the lights had been cut off, and had been fed to the engines to hasten the Jedi's escape.

Utobuk was beginning to wonder if the Sith Agent was going to show, when his night vision eyes picked up a dark shape scurry into the engine room, a large pack on its back.

The creature paused, then said, in a snaky male voice," I know you're here. Show yourself!"

Utobuk paused, then growled that he was a friendly, hoping the creature could understand wookie. He could.

"Sith, aye? Well then, what is our masterful plan that will render any attacking Jedi useless?"

Utobuk grinned, and answered that a shipment of Ysalamri were delivered to the Sith hangar, and that they would use them to zap any force from the Jedi while they gunned them down.

A light blazed in the dark as the Sith Agent ignited a light. Utobuk recognized the smooth, pink skin, the head tail that wrapped around the neck, and the sharp pointy teeth. A Twi'lekk. The agent grinned an evil smily, and said," I am Valsil. And you must be the moron who was caught and gave me the time to sabotage the shield generator, yes?"

As much as Utobuk didn't like being called a moron, he grunted an affirmative. Valsil grinned again, then turned toward a small port hole. The remainder of the Sith fleet was hunting down the severely crippled Jedi fleet, swooping in like birds of prey.

"Utobuk, right? Listen, this is the last set of bombs I'm placing. As soon as the engines are disabled, our fleet will blast it to pieces. Then I'm leaving. My fighter can hold two people, so I'll take you with me. Come on, help me place these bombs." Valsil threw Utobuk a shaped charge, and they began to place them on various components. Utobuk kept glancing out the window. A bright flash signaled another Jedi cruiser blasted into oblivion.

Suddenly, Valsil stood upright, and whispered," Do you feel that?"

Utobuk drew on the force, and felt a large tremor of warning pulse through him. Drawn to the window, Utobuk gazed out. There was nothing....

But then, large ships began appearing out of hyperspace! Utobuk, being a wookiee, instantly recognized the design. His heart grew cold with fear, as the imperial ships began firing on the Sith ships, who had yet to see them.

Valsil hissed, and said," So, the Jedi have even drawn on the remnants to help them in their time of need. Utobuk. We must leave. I'm afraid that if those are really Imperial ships, then they will quickly destroy the fleet, then make for the Sith Temple. We must help protect it!"

They hurried out of the room, and made for the hangar as quickly as possible. As soon as they were a safe distance away, Valsil withdrew a remote detonator, and pressed the red button on top. The ship shook as the engine room was incinerated, and it hung in space, dead.

Finally reaching the hangar, Valsil suddenly turned and made for a ship that Utobuk would've considered an antique. A Y Wing. Utobuk stared in disbelief, but Valsil motioned for him to hurry up.

When Utobuk reached him, Valsil said," Hurry. Take the gunner's seat."

Utobuk swung up into the back portion of the Y Wing, where he could control a rotating turret located on top of the ship. Just as the dome closed, however, Utobuk heard someone yell," Hey! It's that Sith Wookiee! That Twi'lek must also be a Sith! STOP THEM!"

Valsil punched the accelerator, and they zoomed out of the Quantum Saber, making for the Sith Temple.

Warning sirens went off as Utobuk glanced at the targeting computer, then grabbed a headset, putting it on. He growled into it.

From the other end, Valsil sounded extremely agitated. "ARC fighters? How long till they're in range?"


An explosion answered his question. Utobuk roared, swinging the turret around. A squadron of ARC fighters flanked them, green blasts from their laser cannons pulsing through space. He roared again, and began assaulting them with lasers from the turret. Valsil yelled through the mike," Hold on! I'm not going down without a fight! We'll lose them in the asteroid field!"

Snap rolling to the left to avoid another assault of laser fire, the Y wing careened into the forest of rocks. The ARC fighters didn't seem very nervous about this, though. They plunged after them, their engines screaming.

Utobuk kept firing into the mass of the ships, until he was finally rewarded by clipping one of the wings, sending the shieldless ship crashing into another one. Utobuk grinned, and targeted another one, hitting it dead center. It exploded silently.

Valsil dove downward, the ARC fighters swooping down on them. One got a little careless and hit an asteroid. Utobuk was beginning to feel confident when the targetting computer alerted him to another set of imperial ships, which were closing in on the Temple. Lambda Class landing shuttles.

Utobuk told this to Valsil, who replied, slightly agitated," My day just keeps getting worse. We'd better make for them. If they manage to crack the lock down code, they'll be in some serious trouble."

Utobuk paused, scanning the ship, then roared something. Valsil retorted, sounding shocked, and said," What do you mean they've got computer slicers? They'll crack open those blast doors like a tin can! Come on, we'd better hurry."

Utobuk moaned as they approached the assault shuttles, the ARC's still screaming after them.

Sure enough, the blast doors slowly opened, and the Imperial shuttles zoomed inside, and landed. The Y Wing quickly followed suit. But just as they were about to turn inside, a laser fired from one of the pursuing ARC fighters broke through their shields, and hit the pilots area, breaking the dome open. Utobuk heard Valsil scream, then saw him sucked out of his chair and into the vacuum of space.

The Y Wing entered the hangar, traveling full speed and pilotless, right towards a solid wall. Utobuk did something drastic; he popped open the canopy, and jumped, trying to slow his descent with the force. He hit the ground hard, just as the Y Wing struck the wall and exploded. Utobuk glanced up at the shuttles, as armor clad GAG troopers spilled out, blasters blazing.

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^^^^ I thought Steelven and Raziel were in one hangar, while Semmarv was in the inner workings of the Temple. Thus, when the transports landed, there would be no user controlled characters to be put in bad positions, or so I thought.

Also, The Sith fleet HAD pulled away from the Temple, when they were chasing down the very last ships of the Jedi fleet. And I thought the gravity well projector was destroyed/damaged. Thus, the Imperial fleet appears behind them, and while the Sith fleet is caught between both forces, the imperial ships would launch landing transports to keep the Sith from escaping until the Sith fleet was destroyed. Then, if that happens, the landing parties would pull out, while the Imperial fleet destroys the Temple, with a lot of the Sith still trapped inside.

Also, I don't understand WHY everybody thinks that the Imperials wouldn't be around. We wouldn't know. Unless you've read books about the Star Wars Galaxy set a hundred years after the New Republic that I haven't, the Remnants could very well still be intact. But I changed by original post, and I might change it again. But I don't know. I would kind of ruin my fun )

((I'm gonna time skip too....))

Utobuk panted, hands on his legs, doubled over. He'd finally lost the troopers in the inner workings of the temple. But not for long

Utobuk glanced at his data pad, making sure he was close to the second hangar. The Sith are probably evacuating to Ziost. Time to find something flyable and meet up with them.

Utobuk opened a door, and saw he was infact in the second hangar. And a large transport was slowly pulling away. Utobuk roared a roar that seemed to shake the hangar. They're leaving me behind!

Utobuk hurled himself across the hangar, bellowing and trying to flag the ship down.

((Okay; I've figured out my plan. After Semmarv killed the Hunter, Steelven began heading for the Sith mainframe database to extract some data that is held important to him.))

Glad that Semmarv had taken care of the Armory, Steelven was going to take care of data.

Steelven realized he did not have much time. He had to extract any possible important data, and destroy the rest of it.

After minutes of sprinting, Steelven had reached the solid security door leading to the data archives. Steelven entered the security code while sweating profusly. I've lost alot of stamina from using my mechanical arms...but I still must hurry.

The codepad turned green with a 'ping!' as the door opened. Steelven hastily entered and saw the mainframe. He quickly entered the passcodes and accessed the data archive files.

He reached his hand into his chest cavity and pulled out a data drive. He connected it to the mainframe and began downloading all information he considered important. After a few minutes, he disconnected the data drive and put it re-attached it to the inside of his bio suit.

Time to delete the rest of it. In a matter of a few keystrokes, Steelven permanetly deleted everything except the access code storage so he could still get into his private hangar to escape. He set some charges next to the computer, so he could finish it off after he had left.

With haste, Steelven headed to his private hangar.

(Back in time:)

Makens saw from the edge of the cockpit the Capital ship floating helplessly in space. "What the?" He tried to use the force to detect the presense of Sith in or around the ship, but found nothing, he couldn't even sense the lifeless ship twirling straight at him. He quickly pumched t6he acceleration a split second before the hunk of junk ramed his former position. "That was a close one! But why can't I use the force? I really hope this doesn't have anything to do with Ysalamiri!" He dove back towards the retreating Jedi fleet.

(Present:)

Just as the reamining ships were about to jump into hyperspace her saw an Imperial fleet leaving hyperspace in the midst of the retreat. the comlink quickly turned on. "Imperial have left hyperspace in this area, please wait while we extend the comlink to their fleet for questionning." Everything was silenbt for a few moments, but then he heard an unformiliar voice from the link. "We have come to conquer these pathetic Sith idiots, recently in the past they have killed many of our remaining forces. In order to keep us alive me must do away with the temple to echo fear through them, even though we would not exist right now if they hadn't existed." General Jermar replied in a suspicious tone. "Okay, we will not do any harm at the moment. But if at any moment ANY of your ships is the cause of a trooper's or Jedi's death I assure you that the Sith will not be the only ones wrigning your neck. Change of plans, all remaining Jedi vessel's turn back and aid the Imperial's!" Several voices were heard at the same time. "Yes sir, we will commince right away." The entire fleet tunred around and was headed back towards the sith.

Makens quickly remembered that there had been no major explosions on the lifeless flagship, so their was a chance... "General Jermar! I believe there may be some survivors on our sunken ship as it was not destroyed by damge." He quickly got a reply. "The kid has a point, all transports try and dock our spining flagship over there, we'll attempt to stabalize is somehow.

Utobuk watched with grim dismay as the transport pulled away from the hangar, turned around, and streaked through the asteroid field.

Slowly turning around, Utobuk stared at the small hangar. There were supply crates, damaged ships beyond quick repairs, stacked components, engines, wings, and other parts. But nothing that looked flyable.

And then the hangar's doors burst open, white armored troopers pouring through like insects, firing blindly. The blaster bolts went wide, striking the hangar walls and ricocheting around the large room.

Diving out of the way, Utobuk unclipped his lightsaber, and activated it. Regrouping, the troopers aimed and fired with more accuracy than they had before.

Utobuk dodged most of them, but one bolt streaked toward his legs. He swung his lightsaber at it....

And missed. Lightsaber going wide, the bolt struck the Wookiee's driod leg squarely, frying gears and melting components together. Utobuk crumpled to the floor.

Now panicking, the Wookiee reached out with the force, grasping a large suspended light fixture above the group and giving it a tug. But nothing happened.

Rolling behind a nearby steel crate to dodge more bolts, Utobuk moaned and pulled himself up to an awkward crouching position. It seemed as if Utobuk had lost control of the force. Impossible!. But suddenly he didn't seem so sure.

Hearing one of the attackers shout an order to his troops, Utobuk began looking for alternative solutions to his problems.

It was then that Utobuk noticed a ship, which had been obscured by boxes and parts which had been blasted away by the troopers.

Utobuk army crawled his way over, keeping his head low, droid leg dragging and screeching across the metal floor. Finally, he was there. Surprised, Utobuk couldn't believe his eyes; a brand new XJ5 X-Wing starfighter! He couldn't believe his luck.

Preferring to get out as fast as possible, Utobuk tried again to use the force, intending to levitate himself into the cockpit. But once again, he felt nothing...

And then the wookiee noticed a reptilian creature skittering under the wreckage of a shuttle. An escaped Ysalamiri. Utobuk felt fooled. Of course, he should've known better! He remembered hearing about the Sith's use of the creatures for this battle.

Pulling out his Bowcaster, Utobuk aimed, and fired, killing the reptilian creature. The Force suddenly flowed through him, and Utobuk was able to levitate himself into the pilot's chair of the X wing. He studied the controls; they were almost the same as his Stealth X, except there were more weapons controls and less cloaking systems than he was used to.

But nevertheless, Utobuk snapped the canopy shut, and activated the engines. Thrusting the repulsor jets, he began to manuever the fighter out of the hangar bay. The Troopers, who had been surrounding Utobuk's hiding place, shouted in surprise, firing their blaster rifles.

Ignoring the blazing blaster bolts, Utobuk flew skillfully out of the hangar, and into the asteroid field.

Meeting no resistance, the Wookiee quickly piloted the X Wing out of the field of smashing rock, which felt like for the last time. Utobuk quickly activated his Nav Computer, and inputted the Hyper Space coordinates for Ziost, which every Sith had been required to memorize.

Utobuk wasn't surprised to see that the Imperial Fleet had destroyed almost the entire Sith Armada, save for a few of the smaller frigates that had slipped by and were now jumping into Hyper Space.

Utobuk paused, thinking about what to do. The Imperial Fleet was blocking his way to Ziost. Giving a sigh, the Wookiee cranked the shields up to maximum, and dove right into enemy territory.

Surprised by the sudden appearance of an enemy fighter, the Imperial's hesitated, buying Utobuk precious time. But seconds later, they were on him like predators chasing down insignificant prey.

Utobuk used the force, swerving and rolling to dodge deadly turbo laser blasts. But it wasn't long before fighters began to swarm around him. Utobuk relished the challenge.

Until a particularly hard to shake Headhunter locked on, and fired a pair of proton torpedos. Utobuk turned sharply, skimming the surface of a Star Destroyer, trying to shake the target lock. But fooling a computer proved just as hard as Utobuk thought it would. Undaunted by his attempts to shake them, the Proton Torpedos kept coming, gaining ground and closing in on their target.

Diving down, Utobuk just managed to miss another set of turbo lasers, their green beams lancing harmlessly out into open space. A squadron closed in, locking on with their targetting computers and powering up their laser cannons.

Taking a gamble, Utobuk sped right into their formation. Surprised, the ships broke apart from each other. One of them crossed the flight path of the Proton Torpedos, and disappeared in a muted explosion.

Utobuk sped past the last of the Imperial fleet, apparently homefree...

Apparently. Suddenly, the Headhunter was back, firing its laser cannons. The bolts splashed across Utobuk's shields. Utobuk reached for the hyper drive controls, just as alarms screamed, signaling another target lock from the Headhunter. Pausing for a fraction of a second, it fired a concussion missile.

Utobuk moaned, and punched a button. The X Wing hung still in space for a second, then something hollow hit its hull just as it jumped to hyper space.

Relief flooded the Wookiee. A dud. The missile had been a dud. Utobuk had to admit that he was running out of near misses and luck.

The X wing shuddered as it left the zipping starlines of hyperspace. Instantly concerned, Utobuk began checking up on his ships well being. It had taken quite a beating while escaping the Sith Temple.

Utobuk was very correct. The shields had been taxed greatly, and after so many tight manuevers and rocking explosions, Utobuk was surprised that all of his engines were still working.

A blinking light signaled a transmission from the icy planet Ziost. Pausing only to compose himself, he answered. After explaining who he was and giving the correct landing codes, Utobuk was given the all clear to land.

Angling his fighter's nose down, Utobuk plummetted through the atmosphere. He inputted the Sith's secret base's coordinates into his navicomputer.

Setting the fighter to auto pilot, Utobuk now turned his attention towards his mangled robotic leg.

Grimacing, Utobuk saw it was beyond repair. Not only did the gears melt together, but several computer chips that operated the leg had been fried as well. But he was happy to see that the electronic 'nerves' that connected the leg's movements to his brain waves were still intact. Maybe Utobuk couldn't fix his ruined limb, but he could possibly replace it with a regular leg from a droid.

Finally glancing up, Utobuk saw he had reached his destination; a beautiful frozen lake, located in a deep valley and surrounded by huge glaciers, their deep, ice blue forms protecting the lake from a potential ground assault.

At first glance, the place looked dead. But Utobuk knew that deep beneath the ice layed an ancient Sith Temple. One that the new Sith Order had completely restored and reclaimed for their use.

Hesitating, Utobuk reached out with the force, and sent a wave towards the hidden temple, hoping that someone would catch it and open the secret entrance.

For a few seconds, there was silence. But suddenly, the ice seemed to crack, but instead of the crack being jagged, it was a perfectly straight line. The ice slowly creaked open, allowing a space large enough for Utobuk to pilot his tiny snub fighter through.

Hesitating, Utobuk slowly brought his craft to hover above the fissure. Carefully nudging the controls, the X wing slowly lowered itself into the gap. As soon as the X Wing had slipped into the ice, it closed. Instead of it being completely solid, the ice was actually hollowed out at this part, making a completely hidden chamber for fighters to slip into. Of course, there were areas that could be accessed by larger craft, but they were rarely used.

Now beneath the ice, Utobuk could clearly see a pair of blinking lights in the ice wall, which signalled the hidden hangar of the ancient temple.

With practiced skill, Utobuk swung his fighter in and gacefully landed. It was a small hangar; there were a few ships, many Utobuk had never seen before. But then again, there were more Sith than people knew.

The Hangar doors opened, and a petite, grey haired woman hustled out, dark robes swirling around her feet. Slowly, Utobuk opened the hatch, and pulled himself out.

Still a little wobbly, he fiddled with the remaining gears of his leg, until he successfully "locked" the joints. He could now move, or at least hobble, freely.

Limping towards the woman, Utobuk bowed respectfully.

Giving him a concerned glanced, she said," You must have come from the destroyed Sith Temple. I'm sorry to say we haven't had many others make it here.

Utobuk moaned. This wasn't good news. They needed all the help they could get if the Sith decided to launch a retaliation strike against the Jedi. But for now, Utobuk felt like he was going to pass out.

Growling that he was exhausted, the Woman nodded sympathetically and said," I'll show you to our rooms. Rest; you fought hard, and deserve sleep."

Over the next few days, Utobuk found himself helping the wounded that had been pulled from the temple in the nick of time, before the Jedi had mercilessly bombed it to a pile of space rubble.

After a while, Utobuk was relieved of his duties. He now stood inside the hangar, limping slightly on his replacement droid leg, which was slightly smaller than his real leg.

Now working hard to clean the carbon scoring off of several repaired star fighters, the wookiee let his force sense drift around the room, practicing sensing the intentions of the other mechanics. It was then he sensed something amongst the familiar noises of a busy hangar, something that didn't just belong.

Curiosity aroused, Utobuk let his eye lids flutter shut. He reached out with full concentration, filtering out the other sounds until the one remained. It was faint, and sounded like a distress beacon. He zeroed in on it, opened his eyes, and turned to the place the beacon was coming from.

He growled in surprise and alarm. Utobuk limped over to his very own X wing. Now alert, he swept an expert eye over his craft. Nothing looked out of the ordinary....

Wait a minute, Utobuk thought, What's that? There, just between his two port side engines, was a small spherical object. Putting a hand on it, he deactivated magnetic locks, and pulled the heavy object off. Dread filled every inch of the wookiee's large body. A homing beacon! He'd been bugged!

Dropping the horrid thing to the ground, Utobuk detached his lightsaber, activated one side, and slashed the beacon in half. Picking up the smoking remains of the beacon, Utobuk thought about how he broke the Imperial blockade.

Growling, Utobuk remembered the missile the Headhunter had fired at him, and how it had thudded against his starcraft, like it was a dud. But he now realized he had actually fired a homing beacon at him, seizing the chance to lead the Jedi right to the Sith's front door....

Utobuk hobbled out of the hangar, a tingling sensation running down his back. A warning.

He made his way to the Aerospace command center. The doors were guarded by two Sith Knights, who tried to stop Utobuk from getting inside. All they could see was a very angry Wookiee with a lightsaber hobbling towards them.

Sweeping the inferior knights aside with a strong arm, Utobuk burst through the doors, making everybody inside jump. He roared that the Jedi were coming.

So this is what I get for trying to warn the Sith.

Utobuk couldn't believe he'd been placed under arrest for trying to warn the Sith Masters about the impending Jedi threat.

But instead of them taking immediate action, they simply snubbed him. And now Utobuk found himself sitting in a cell, without Lightsaber or Bowcaster. And they had also seen fit to conceal and Ysalamari just outside his cell, to prevent the wookiee from using the force to free himself.

Ignoring the plate of food and the cup of water they had placed with him, Utobuk got to his feet and began pacing his cell like a trapped animal.

Blood boiling with fury, Utobuk spun and pounded a hairy fist on the door. The door, coated with insulator foam, absorbed the impact, and instead of a crashing sound, the contact gave only an unsatisfying thump.

Seating himself on the bare but comfortable bed, Utobuk forced himself to calm down. A jedi technique, but an effective on at that. Utobuk needed to trust his masters, even though he didn't agree with them

(Freedom!)

Utobuk glanced up as the cell door opened. Semmarv. A flash of anger, but Utobuk instantly quelled it. He knew that he wasn't half the Sith Semmarv was.

Utobuk still growled, though, asking what Semmarv wanted.

Utobuk weighed his options carefully. He went with him, but there was no telling where Utobuk would end up.

But, if Utobuk stayed, he would most likely be executed, and if not, the Jedi would most certainly vaporize the temple.

Standing up, Utobuk stretched, and growled that he would go, but asked if he could take his X wing with him.