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As a small shuttle transport landed onto the damaged ship Proxia Mustirion Zeline Nemesis knew the rescue mission would be hard. Many suicide ships had hit the ship and caused many losses of life and all seemed hopeless. Dropping in the Odan-urr ship she began to search out for signs of people who may still be alive. As she began running through the ship she saw many hurt people. Also she saw big pieces of metal and debris with fire on them from the ship ceiling that were falling all over the place...it was like fireballs crossing through her head...the temperature was getting higher and higher...she could barely breathe from the smoke and it was hard to see as well even stuff that was right in front of her...all she was thinking was how to stay alive and rescue as many people as she could. She didn't want to stay alive for herself but for them...she was thinking within seconds that we have to make it...it is so unfair to die like that...they had so many dreams and a life to live.. Zeline kept walking as fast as she could. But it was hard...my arms could feel the burn of the fires and she could smell the dead flesh on bodies around but that didn't make her stop...she had to go to the second floor where the screaming’s where coming through but she had to make it through the stairs first. Zeline was getting disappointed because it was hard to keep her eyes open from all the smoke and fire was all over the place, it was getting worse... she took a deep breath and then covered half of her face with a small wet towel she had with her then took a deep breath and began running with the last courage that she had. She could barely see the stairs but it was close now...ten more steps and she made it....that's all she was thinking. And finally Zeline MADE IT! Zeline started walking upstairs. But on the way, she almost slipped so she grabbed the rail...Damn it was burning as hell because it was from steel...Ugh!! So painful but she thought she had to keep going......A few minutes later she was there. Finally on the second floor. The voices and the screaming were getting louder and louder...The words were loud and clear now...HELP HELP.WE NEED SOMEBODY TO SAVE US. I yelled with all the strength I got. I am coming...I am right here...I will save you... At the end of that small hall was a room, people were in there still alive...but she couldn't approach them...she just realized it.That's why they couldn't come out and they were seeking for help...There was between their door and the hall a big metallic door on the ground on fire which she realized it was the not too hot for her to jump through.....Zeline got scared that she ran all the way there for nothing.. She thought I freeze!!! Though she had to think...Her mind was stuck.... Think Zeline you can do this, think....she said to herself... she couldn't see anything around to help herself and the people. So she said to herself. This is what you are, this is what defines you...You are a Jedi Zeline! "All she had to do was to remind to herself the last words of my mother... she ran...she ran so hard with all her speed and jumped over it....I was in the room finally. She saw two women there and immediately grabbed them and told them to trust her. As she held the hands they all ran through the fire. In that moment after making it alive, she showed the direction to the escape pods and they all ran quickly towards it. When they got there they all got on without injury and left the ship before it exploded. All were safe for now.

Objective 2 - Sabatoge

Battlemaster Evelynn Wyrm, #14344
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**Pride of Dakhan,
Glottal System,
Outer Rim Territories**

“Prepare to exit hyperspace,” Colonel Mark Drux said, standing tall on the bridge of the Pride of Dakhan. “This should be close enough to get us in undetected.”

The blur that is hyperspace slowly faded, and space got its normal morphology back. In the distance, a green planet could barely be seen, surrounded by a whole bunch of nothing.

“Make preparations,” Drux continued, gesturing toward a Private seated to his right as he moved slowly toward the window to have a better look at the planet, “Inform the Reaper’s Call that we will be monitoring their progress from this location.”

The Private nodded as he pushed a few buttons on the panel in front of him. He, as with everyone else apart from the Colonel, had no idea what they were doing here. The war was raging just a few systems away, and they were in the middle of nowhere without any information whatsoever.

“Also, inform the *Sith* that we’ve arrived. She wouldn’t like to be kept waiting,” the obvious irony in Drux’s voice made a few of the officers on the bridge laugh. The Bothan was not excited for the mission at hand, nor was he excited that Sanguinius decided to leave the flagship of House Shar Dakhan in the hands of its former Quaestor, the woman who listened to no one and completely disregarded any sort of conduct. *We shouldn’t be here. We should be at Nancora with our brethren.*

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**A few minutes later,
Meditation Chamber,
Pride of Dakhan**

Battlemaster Evelynn Wyrm sat on the ground in the center of the circular chamber, her legs crossed and her eyes closed. In any other situation she would be furious at her Consul for sending her off to some backwater planet on a wild goose hunt, but the fact she would be safely tucked away on a cruiser in the middle of nowhere, while the rest of her clanmates fought and most likely died at Nancora was a relief.

*Bleep*

“Come in,” she said, her voice barely audible. The blast door opened as Captain Drux made his way into the chamber, visibly agitated.

“Ma’am, we’ve just arrived at the marked location. A signal has been sent to the Reaper’s Call to move in…”

“I know where we are, Colonel,” she interrupted him as a smirk formed on her face. She knew full well what his feelings toward her were; the blame for abandoning the House when it needed her most, the disgust at her coldheartedness, and the utter disrespect of her capabilities as a soldier.

A vein formed on the side of Drux’s forehead, but he knew better than to snap out at the Human. “The Technocrat base is said to be located by the base of the only mountain on Glottal. We’ll have the troops down in no time.”

“Good, now leave me alone, I’ll be with you momentarily.”

The Captain of the Pride nodded and exited the room as the blastdoors shut behind him. Wyrm took a second to reevaluate her objectives. Scouts reported a large amount of Collective transports moving to the Glottal System. Upon further investigation, reports show that the Technocratic Guild set up a supply base on the remote planet, and that it was supplying the bulk of the Collective’s forces with weapons and implants from here. Her job was to lead a convoy to infiltrate the base and eliminate all Collective forces in the area.

Evelynn stood up and, taking a deep breath, slowly made her way onto the bridge.

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**A few minutes later,
Bridge,
Pride of Dakhan**

As the Battlemaster stepped onto the bridge, she could see the outline of the Marauder Corvette make its way toward Glottal, accompanied by two fighters from Searing Blade Squadron. As they approached the planet’s atmosphere, Evelynn sensed something was wrong. In the distance, she saw a squadron of red painted T-70 X-wing Starfighters exit the atmosphere and enter attack formation.

The response from the Reaper’s Call was swift. Twelve fighters emerged from its hull, entering a formation of their own as, combined with the two Searing Blade pilots, they made their way toward the enemy.

The fight was short, brutal and the result infamous. Within minutes, the defending forces picked apart the Dakhani ships one by one, until the Marauder Corvette was the only one standing. A few minutes later, it was blasted into bits as well.

“It was an ambush!” Colonel Drux said, a slight touch of panic in his voice. “Prepare to evac-”

“Belay that order. Launch the remaining fighters and prepare to intercept.” Evelynn cut the Bothan off as she quickly made her way to his chair, once again closing her eyes and letting the Force flow through her.

She could feel the minds of the remaining Searing Blade pilots as they scrambled to their X-Wings. *Focus. You will not die today.*

Mark Drux was furious. Not only was this the second time in the hour that she had interrupted him, but she allowed herself to take his seat on the bridge and take full control of his crew. However, a voice in his head told him to keep his calm, as he well knew what she was capable of if interrupted even the slightest bit.

Meanwhile, a brawl was preparing outside. As the ships moved closer to each other, Evelynn reached out and felt the minds of the Collective pilots, as well as the disarray in her own ranks. Letting the Force flow through her, she reached out to the friendly pilots, clearing their mind and guiding their focus. She could practically see through their eyes.

The fight was going better than anyone could have expected. Eight casualties on the side of the Collective, with only two Dakhani fighters being destroyed. However, Evelynn was having trouble keeping focus. The effort had gotten to her, and she was exhausted.

Suddenly, one Collective pilot started maneuvering like Evelynn had never seen before. The precision and weapon accuracy was jaw-dropping. One by one, the Dakhani ships got blown up, until all that was left were three Collective fighters.

Evelynn felt the strength leaving her. Just before she lost consciousness, she heard the Colonel yell an order at one of the pilots.

“Get us out of here, there’s nothing else we can do.”

Objective 2