Drakaunus

Session 4

Imperial Prison Facility TG Part 4

Tired and drained the outcasts rode back through the forests of Felucia in the direction of the Felucian Village. Not chasing down a speeder bike the ride back was a bit relaxing as the Kybuck ran through the overgrowth at a slower yet still rather swift pace. Finally converging back on the Village they were greeted by Mandrake who seemed eager to hear the news.

“I am to understand you were able to intercept the scout trooper before he could alert the main base?”

Hilliard nodded, “Indeed, we chased him back all the way to a communications outpost and had to fight our way through the outpost and disable all the Imperial forces before they alerted anyone.” Mandrake listened to Hilliard as the Chief looked up at him puzzled. Mandrake began to translate what Hilliard was saying, and as he did so many of the Felucians gathered around the fire listening to the heroic deeds of the Outcasts. The Felucian children started playing in the background imitating some of the recounted events as a sort of game. As this was going on Tal got a strange sense of danger in the force and turned to look at Jack who was doing some kind of mechanical work on his blaster rifle. He saw a pair of Felucian children playing catch and upon further inspection realized it was with one of Jack’s frag grenades. Reaching out with the Force he quickly removed the grenade from their grasp and walked over to Jack angrily.

“What were you thinking letting these children play with such a dangerous weapon?!” Tal yelled as Jack looked up from his project.

“I do not understand, children like to have fun yes?”

“Yes but…” Tal said as Jack interrupted.

“And I find frag grenades quite exhilarating and fun I figured they would as well.” Tal just shook his head, “You are quite a blood thirsty droid aren’t you.”

Jack nodded, “Thank you, now if you do not mind I may need that later,” Jack said as he quickly grabbed the grenade out of Tal’s hand and put it back in a compartment at his waist specifically designed for grenades of all types. He then sat back down on the ground and continued to work on his rifle. Tal rejoined the others as Mandrake concluded the story about the communications outpost to the villagers. Mandrake turned back to the Outcasts and smiled. “They do like a good story.”

Gaph studying his datapad then said, “Not to interrupt story time here but there is a prison facility we still have to break into and according to my calculations, although the atmosphere sometimes creates natural interference to their radio frequency, I wager that they will send a team to check out the outpost after 24 hours of radio silence. Night is already falling upon us but perhaps we can use it to our advantage.”

Tal nodded, “Indeed, but you took quite a hit from that Rancor are you sure you don’t want to rest a bit first?”

Gaph shook his head, “I’ll be fine, but I would be more comfortable knowing a nice bacta tank is waiting for me the sooner we complete our mission.

“Then we leave now,” Hilliard said extending the stock on his rifle.

“The Chief has agreed to send one of his best scouts to help aid you so you can avoid unnecessary hazards that could delay your trip. He also knows of a secret way into the facility that might not be as guarded as the front door, he escaped from it himself a while back,” Mandrake said guiding the Felucian scout with his arm. The scout didn’t hesitate and started exciting towards the jungle in the direction of the facility. Jack, having finally finished his rifle project got up and started to rejoin the outcasts at the village edge, unfortunately one of the Felucian children grabbed onto his leg in some form of a hug, unsure of what it meant Jack reached for his rifle, “What is this hostility?”

Gaph laughed, “No Jack it’s just a hug don’t do anything drastic. It means he likes you and wishes you luck.”

Jack awkwardly patted the child on the head, “Go small life form I am not programmed to understand or acknowledge the emotions of fleshy bipeds.” Not understanding a word Jack said, the child ran off to play with the other children who were still reenacting the glorious battle at the communications outpost. The Chief waved goodbye as did Mandrake as Jack and the outcasts disappeared into the brush. The trek through the jungle was uneventful as the scout skillfully navigated them through hazardous terrain, razor mushrooms, and other dangerous creatures in the forest of mushrooms. A few hours later they arrived at the prison facility. As Mandrake said it was heavily fortified at the main gate. Legions of Stormtroopers marched through the wet and mushy terrain as loud thumping could be heard in the distance signifying one of their walkers was nearby as well. To the left of the gate there was what appeared to be a turret of some kind mounted at the wall with a wide and well protected view of the entire front of the complex. The Felucian signaled the outcasts to follow as he led them to the rear of the facility where there were no signs of guards but also no point of entry. It appeared as if the front door was the only way in or out. Running across the field the Felucian lead them to a small grate barely hanging on its bolts. The scout quickly ran to the nearby brush to hide and wait for them as Gaph used his toolkit to unscrew the bolts and quietly remove the grate. One by one all of them climbed in and Gaph sealed the grate well enough to make it appear as though it was never disturbed. After navigating the ducts the other side lead to what appeared to be a small storage closet where the Imperials kept their cleaning supplies and nothing else of value.

Quietly Hilliard led the group through the hallways disguised in the scout trooper armor he had obtained. He saw what appeared to be a turbo lift in the center of the hallway and went to investigate. Hilliard walked off as Gaph quietly started heading to the nearest closed door to his left. Trying hard not to make a noise he was walking until he accidentally bumped into a mop and bucket that had been left in the hallway as it made a loud banging sound. Knowing he might have blown their cover he quickly hid behind the wall waiting to see what would unfold. Hilliard, hearing the noise turned to look but then was distracted when he noticed an approaching Stormtrooper.

“Halt, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your post?” the Stormtrooper asked Hilliard.

Underneath the armor Hilliard was sweating like crazy. He couldn’t tell if it was because the armor was stuffy or that he was nervous, either way he was a bumbling idiot. “I ah well, I ah um had orders to come here…”

Suspicious of his odd behavior the Stormtrooper started to reach for his blaster rifle, “What is your authorization code?”

Hilliard ready to break out and fight if he had to was reaching for his blaster when he heard the clanking of Jack’s footsteps behind him; worried Jack was about to blow the lone trooper up Hilliard became even more nervous.

“There you are sir, have you located the captain to tell him the good news? Jack said in his most innocent droid voice his vocabulator could achieve. Still confused Hilliard responded, “Huh?”

“Oh dear sir, that savage must have hit you harder than I thought, we located a Felucian village while scouting the jungles we thought the captain would like to hear the good news and perhaps grant us some more troops to capture them for the project.”

The Stormtrooper lowered his blaster rifle, “Oh well you know how busy the captain can be, you should report to Lt. Aden in the communications center. I have to get back to my post,” the Stormtrooper saluted Hilliard and Jack and walked back down the hallway where he came from. Hilliard let out a big sigh of relief as he walked to the corridor where Gaph was hiding. Joining up with them Tal ran silently to the corridor as they all waited outside of the door. Unsure of what they were going to find Hilliard decided he would go in first. The rest of the outcasts waited with their weapons ready as Hilliard stepped through the door.

Inside he noticed the bulk of this room was taken up by computers and other communications arrays. The far wall jutted outward slightly to make room for a massive computer column, which obviously formed the base of the satellite dish attached to the top of the facility. Blinking lights and flashing monitors indicated that the station was obviously in constant communication with someone, and displays showed sensor readouts from around the station and elsewhere on Felucia.

Looking up from his terminal the Imperial officer looked angrily at Hilliard. “What are you doing here, this is a restricted area?”

Damn that armor really doesn’t breath well, or was that just Hilliard sweating nervously beneath the armor, this time he didn’t have Jack to back him up he just sat there stupidly, “I uh, um. Ah…” panicked Hilliard drew his blaster rifle and took a shot at the officer which missed as he quickly ran out of the room back into the hallway. Surprised to see him in such a hurry to leave the room the rest of the outcasts readied their weapons ready to do some damage. Jack, being impatient ran into the room and fired at one of the comm. operators. Caught off guard by the fact that Jack charged into the room and also that he was a droid the guard didn’t have time to react as the blaster bolt sizzled through his right eye as he fell limp propped up against the satellite base. The other comm. operators took shots at the hostile droid and were dismayed to find that each and over one of them bounced off of his shield.

The Officer panicked by the sight of the deadly droid leaped behind the satellite base and took cover barking orders at the other comm. operators. The rest of the outcasts ran into the room, bottlenecked at the door Gaph and Hilliard took a few shots over Jack and Tal taking extra caution not to him either of them, especially Jack considering a bolt might fly back at your face off his shield at such a close range. The shots missed as the room started to fill with smoke and carbon scoring on all the walls and various computer consoles. Peaking out to take a shot the imperial officer, now known to be Lt. Aden, landed a very lucky strike on an unsuspecting Gaph who was badly damaged as the shot flew through his shoulder. Crying out in pain Gaph ran back behind to others as they supplied cover fire for his retreat.

Tal moved forward lightsaber in hand and began to block and deflect the oncoming shots as he started to close ground on one of the comm. operators. Panicked the comm. operator tried desperately to take a few more shots at the charging Jedi but to no avail, due to his sloppy foot work Tal was able to close right in on him and exploit is unprotected neck and quickly severed the head from his body. He fell on top of the other downed comm. operator that Jack had taken out.

Seeing that there was a Jedi in the room the cocky Lt. Aden said out loud, “If I can capture a Jedi I am sure to get a promotion.” Stepping out of his cover he began firing at the Jedi. Tal desperately attempted to block and deflect the hail of blaster fire from the remaining comm. operator and Lt. Aden but his defense was being weakened and his arms began to tire and they were able to land a few shots to his left arm forcing him to retreat back behind Hilliard and Jack as they provided cover fire. Hilliard stepped up and started closing ground on the comm. operator, who after the last blaster hail needed to change his power pack. As he was fumbling to reload it Hilliard took the opportunity and clubbed him on the head with the butt of his rifle as he crumpled to the ground unconscious.

“Ah, perhaps I underestimated you, I need to call for backup,” Lt. Aden said as he turned his back to make a run for the alarm button. Jack took the opportunity and fired a few shots at his exposed back as he cried out and flew forward losing his balance and crashing into the wall dead. Gaph gripping his damaged arm walked over to the communications computer to see if there was any information worth seeing on the Imperial network. All he found were the remnants of deleted transmissions nothing worth attempting to recover. He did find one transmission that had just been received recently so he opened it and read it aloud to the rest of the outcasts.

//ROUTED . . . SECURITY ENCRYPTION CONFIRMED //FROM PRAKITH CITADEL COMM CENTER VIA HOLONET NODE 6673-ALPHA //FROM NODE 6673-ALPHA VIA STAR DESTROYER ASSIDUOUS Priority 1 Message Follows: Prepare former Admiral Gilder Varth for transfer to the Citadel. Inquisitor Draco will be arriving within a standard Felucian day/night cycle to take custody of the prisoner. You are instructed to have your medical technicians ensure that Varth is fully rested and at his highest possible strength. Interrogation chemicals should be administered to Varth upon notification that the Inquisitor has arrived on Felucia. Varth will be transferred by shuttle to the Assiduous before Inquisitor Draco takes custody. Time from administration of interrogation chemicals to transfer to the Inquisitor’s personal transport should fall within an acceptable window of 27 to 54 minutes. //END TRANSMISSION

Just as Gaph finished reading the transmission they heard a blaster rifle go off as Jack executed the unconscious comm. operator. Tal enraged yelled at Jack, “What were you thinking? He was helpless we do not execute helpless people Jack.

Jack just stared blankly back at Tal and said, “If the fleshy biped rebooted his systems he would be able to alert the rest of the base to our existence and that, however fun and filled with carnage it might be, might not be the best of ideas when trying to rescue a prisoner alive. Though I don’t know why we don’t just kill him and rip the data off of his memory banks when we get back.”

Tal just sighed, “He isn’t a droid, Jack, he’s human.”

“Humans are such complex machines…”

Hilliard, reaching into the pocket of the recently deceased Lt. Aden, found a code cylinder and threw it into his pack, “Come on guys, we got lucky this time we need to find where they keep prisoners and get the hell out of here.”

Gaph griped his arm tightly, “Damn this hurts like a bitch, you guys go on ahead, I will set the bomb here and try to hide it from any prying eyes.”

“I will remain with Gaph, you two go ahead and find Varth,” Tal said shoving Hilliard towards the door. Leading the way Jack walked quietly over to the next door across the hall to their right. Hilliard, worried about the outcome of his last attempt at disguising himself, decided to send Jack in first because they may not question a droid as much as a regular scout trooper. Jack hides his blaster rifle in his chest compartment and casually walked into the room. Once inside, turning his internal comlink on he started to describe the room to Hilliard. The vast room appeared at first glance to be just a regular medical bay with bacta tanks and surgical instruments all over. Upon a closer look jack notices that there are two abominations that look to be mutated Felucians lying on a couple examination tables with a crazed looking researcher pouring over datapads and other notes scattered about the area. A medical droid stands off into the corner.

The researcher upon hearing the door open whips around with a grim expression on his face at the site of Jack standing in the doorway. A wicked smile forms over his face as he quickly unbuckled the straps holding the abominations down saying, “Perfect opportunity to test my specimens. Jack, not being big on being pummeled by large oversized creatures quickly whips out his blaster rifle calling Hilliard in for backup. Hilliard runs into the room shooting at the first abomination, the shots all just sink into the creature’s skin, but it continued charging at him anyway as if it weren’t phased at all. Jack noticed in the corner of his eye the medical droid was holding a blaster aimed at Hilliard’s head, reacting fast, Jack flips a switch on his blaster rifle and fires an ion blast directly at the droid. The droid was instantly disabled as it crumpled over onto a nearby examination table.

The abomination continued to charge at Hilliard to his surprise, the Felucian had clearly undergone some kind of mutation; its muscles bulged and its body seemed to bend in unnatural places. The creature’s right forearm had been removed entirely, and instead a long bone blade extended from the elbow, growing out of the flesh with a ragged, serrated edge. Thick, tough-looking scales protruded out of the Felucian’s body. It lifted its blade arm and slammed it down in an attempt to kill Hilliard. Thinking that the creatures needed a master to follow orders Hilliard dove behind a medical crate, took aim, and fired a few concentrated blasts at the researcher. Caught off guard the blaster bolts all hit him directly in his torso as he convulsed and shook in pain and fell to the ground with a loud thump.

Realizing the creatures might be a bit too much for a blaster to handle Hilliard makes a quick call to Tal over the comlink to inform him that they need help in the medical bay. Tal turning to Gaph who was still setting the bomb said, “Are you going to be okay?”

Gaph nodded still clutching his shoulder, “I should be fine I will lock the door behind you and continue to arm the bomb.”

Tal nodded as he called upon the power of the force and raced out of the room towards the medical bay in the blink of an eye. Rushing through the door he leapt up into the air stabbing down towards the unsuspecting creature. His lightsaber was true and sunk deep into the creature’s skin. It cried out in pain but continued to fight, wildly swinging its blade arm at Tal who was dodging its might swings. Jack and Hilliard fired a few more hails of blaster fire until finally the creature fell to the ground with a very loud thud. The other creature howled ferociously in anger seeing its friend fall at the hands of Hilliard, Jack, and Tal. It quickly slammed down its blade arm in rage slicing the examination table in half without so much of an effort as if it were butter.

Jack and Hilliard kept firing from behind cover as Tal jumped, tumbled and flipped around the creature’s clumsy but very powerful blows. The creature was showing signs of tiring and started to give into the several injuries it had sustained from the never ending hail of blaster fire. Tal finally saw the opening as he feigned an attack causing the creature to slam its blade arm down into the ground. Quickly he ran up the creature’s arm, leaping off one of its scales flipping in the air and delivering a powerful stab straight down into the creature’s head. Its cries were garbled as the lightsaber sunk deeper into its throat. Finally with one final attempt at a cry the creature fell to the ground with Tal standing on top of it turning off his lightsaber.

“Well that was interesting,” Tal said wiping sweat off of his brow. Hilliard took the opportunity to catch his breath and call Gaph on the comlink, “We haven’t found the prisoner yet this was a research lab of some kind where they were performing horrific experiments on the captive Felucians making them into mindless and massive weapons. How is that bomb?”

Gaph responded, “It is set I gave us 40 minutes, which hopefully should be more than enough time to get Varth and get the hell out of here. I am going to head back to the grate to make the call to Sirona to pick us up at that clearing we saw a while back while traveling to the facility; my injuries would only slow you down anyway.”

“That is okay we should be able to handle it, we have one more room on this floor to check, hopefully it will be the prison facility,” Hilliard said switching off his comlink when he finished.

Gaph secured the bomb in a small compartment he had cut out from the main console connecting to the satellite on the roof. Feeling satisfied that it was well hidden he clutched his arm and started to quietly move back to the storage room where the exhaust duck lead to the back of the facility. After crawling through he was about to remove the grate to the outside when he noticed a very disturbing sight, a legion of Stormtroopers stood above the crumpled body of their Felucian guide, and just over to the right an AT-ST stood guarding over the area. Gaph realized it would not be the best idea to leave that way. He quickly scurries back into the storage room and calls up Hilliard on the comlink.

“We have a problem, there is an entire platoon of Stormtroopers outside the grate, and they found our guide. Hopefully they will not be able to put two and two together and figure out the Felucian might have led someone into the facility, but to be safe we better move fast!”

Hilliard responded, “Okay we are still in the research lab, come here perhaps we can treat your injury a bit.”

Gaph silently walked down the corridor and opened the door to the research lab. Disturbed and taken aback at his first glance at the mutated Felucians, Gaph quickly turned away and began searching through all of the cabinets and drawers trying to find some sort of medication. He located some research notes scribbled down on a piece of paper that briefly describe some form of regeneration chemical that the researcher developed to quickly heal the Felucians in case he injured them during their experimentations. Taking his chance he quickly took one of the injection guns and released its contents directly into his wound.

At first the formula burned and it felt worse then it did before, but miraculously the pain quickly ceased and the wound felt way better than it did before, the only side effect was that his vision was a bit blurred making it a bit harder for him to see things, but still manageable, better than the alternative he thought to himself. The outcasts threw the rest of the injection guns into their bags and continued on their way to the last room on the floor. They quietly walked passed the turbo lift and up to the door across the hallway from the research lab. Hilliard signaled the others to stay back, “I am going to go in first, if I can somehow convince them to release the prisoner to me we might be able to get away a lot easier.”

Hilliard entered the room with his blaster rifle in hand. Once inside the room was obviously the prison cell as he could see two warden droids standing guard at the cell door and four prisoners stored inside. To his left he saw two prison officers punching numbers into their console. Upon hearing the door open one of the prison officers walked towards Hilliard and asked, “What are you doing here this is a restricted area.”

Hilliard was panicked yet again, this time he didn’t even try to form a lie because for some reason he was so nervous the words couldn’t even form as he uttered his famous lines of persuasion, “I uh…um…ah.” Not taking any chances this time Hilliard just quickly lifts his rifle up and shoots the prison officer right in the face before he could even blink. The guard fell to the floor dead. The warden droids ran towards him, their stun baton arms raised as they both glowed a bright blue. Before the first droid even reached him Jack ran in through the door with his blaster drawn, blasting the first warden droid in the face.

The droid was able to take a few of the shots but still kept on running. In retaliation the droid began beating Jack with his stun baton arm, but to his dismay, was ineffective because Jack wasn’t an organic. Tal ran into the room after Jack slicing the second warden droid in half and trying to cut off the other from attacking Gaph who followed close behind firing a few rounds at the first warden droid. The outcasts attempted to move on the remaining prison officer but the warden droid intercepted them blocking their path striking any opposition with its stun arms. Tal moved in again and sliced the last warden droid in half. Seeing both the droids and his fellow officer die so quickly the remaining officer turned and ran towards the computer console to signal the alarm, noticing his effort Jack tried to shoot him in the back but failed as he disappeared behind the wall and pushed the alarm button.

The whirring of the alarm sounded throughout the entire facility. Quickly Hilliard ran up to the last office as they both exchange a few rounds of blaster fire before the guard took one in the leg, and two in the chest he fell. Hilliard ran over to the console and shut the alarm off, a lot of good that would do though. He also unlocked the cell as the remaining outcasts ran towards the cell to locate Admiral Varth. There were four prisoners total, the other three just ran out of the prison into the hallway without any hesitation. The one that remained was obviously Varth as he stood before them in a tattered Imperial uniform. He was a slightly overweight man with close-cropped gray hair and a bushy mustache. His right eye was swollen and bruised, and there was dried blood in the corner of his mouth. “Who are you, who sent you?” Varth asked.

Tal answered, “We were sent here to rescue you.” Varth shrugged, “I expected them to send trained professionals, not a bunch of marshmallow freelancers, but I will take what I can get, let’s get out of here.” “There is only one problem, the secret way we got in is being closely guarded by Stormtroopers and a walker right now we will have to find another way,” Gaph said concerned.

“There is a command center on the second floor of the base, and I am pretty sure it has roof access. If you can get someone onto the roof to evac us we should be able to fly away unscathed, as long as you disable the AA-Turret on the roof.” Hilliard finally chimed in, “Well then we best get to the turbo lift fast, but be prepared for anything, we do not know what forces may be on the second floor.” Quickly reloading his power pack Hilliard ran to the turbo lift and inserted the code cylinder he had gotten off of Lt. Aden earlier. Everyone jumped on the turbo lift keeping Varth and Gaph towards the middle with Jack, Hilliard, and Tal guarding them from all sides. Gaph said, “I have a bad feeling about this.” “Don’t worry, sir, perhaps Hilliard can use more of his impressive negotiating skills to get us out of any trouble,” Jack said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. The lift shot up into the ceiling as they came to a stop in a large open room filled with computer consoles and two service elevators that seemed to lead to the roof. The other thing that was clearly noticed was that they were completely surrounded by four Stormtroopers. But more important there seemed to be another two Felucian abominations standing guard next to what appeared to be the Captain of the facility, Captain Vischera. Unlike the other abominations though these looked bigger, stronger, and better put together, the captain then shouted, “I figured you would come up here, Kargrek and Hagark, destroy that traitor!”

The two Felucian abominations looked up at Captain Vischera then at the outcasts and began charging towards them. Reacting quickly, Hilliard, Jack, and Gaph all fired a few shots in all directions taking down two of the four Stormtroopers with their blaster fire. As they did this Tal quickly ran towards the other two Stormtroopers and lifted them up with the force and slammed them back down onto the ground where they both fell limp. Kargrek ran towards Jack where he raised his blade arm and threw it down with such force that it went straight through Jack’s shield, a screeching sound could be heard, and sparks flew out of Jack as the blade pierced his armor a bit but not enough to disable him. Hagark also ran after Jack, but luckily Jack was more prepared for this attack as he quickly moved out of the way and the creature struck the floor.

Hilliard fired a bunch of shots into Kargrek, but just like the other abominations, the bolts just seemed to sink into his skin without much damage to the creature. Jack, a bit angry at the damage he had just undergone held up his wrist and fired a rocket right into Kargrek’s stomach. The explosion ripping apart his flesh leaving a large hole in his chest but surprisingly he was still standing. Seeing the exposed area of his skin Gaph and Hilliard concentrated their fire there which was enough damage to finally down Kargrek as he fell with a loud crash. Everyone then turned their fire on Hagark except for Tal who quickly ran behind the creature and grabbed Captain Vischera with the force and hurled him across the room where he fell to the ground. Quickly regaining his footing he cried out, “Get that Jedi!” Hagark, obeying the command given to him, quickly charges at Tal with his full force, faster than Tal had expected. Before Tal could turn around to defend himself the creature was at his back swinging his blade arm down with such a vigorous force. Tal cried out in pain as the blade pierced into his back leaving a gash that went from his neck all the way down to the bottom of his back. The sudden pain and loss of blood caused Tal to pass out onto the floor in a pool of blood, alive, but barely hanging in there. Captain Vischera let out a wicked laugh that was quickly silenced when Jack shot him right in the throat. With everyone down but Hagark everyone concentrated their fire on the creature, but the creature would not even turn to look at them. He was still concentrated on Tal as he lifted his arm for another mighty swing down to end the poor Padawan’s life.

Admiral Varth barked out an order, “Concentrate all your fire on the back of the creature’s neck, the skin is weaker there.” The remaining outcasts all did just that which thankfully worked as the creature fell backwards dead. Gaph first grabbed Vischera’s personal datapad seeing if he stored the access codes in it, but it was just his research journal which Gaph decided to pocket anyway. He then ran over to the computer console and started slicing the system in order to disable the AA-Turret while Hilliard used the communications computer to contact The Banshee. Enabling the service lifts to the roof Gaph quickly ran to them saying, “We have to get out of here this place is going to blow within minutes!”

Hilliard quickly threw Tal over his shoulder and ran to the lift followed closely by Admiral Varth. Jack casually strolled behind them a bit slower they usual perhaps do to the damage his chassis endured. Once on the roof The Banshee came into view as the AT-ST and all the other Stormtroopers started firing upon it, but all their shots were absorbed easily by the ship’s shields. Everyone ran onto the ramp as the facility started exploding from the bottom up. The ship quickly flew into space and made the jump to light speed unscathed.

Once on board Tal was placed in the ship’s bacta tank and the rest of the outcasts gathered around in the cockpit. Upon seeing them all “Crash” started to freak out, “Aye-yi-yi-yi-yi we almost died there, I told you these people would be nothing but trouble. I do not want to end up as the Banshee’s second ex co-pilot. I hope it was worth it Sirona…”

“That’s enough, Crash,” she said chuckling at the droid. “Our…benefactor thinks for now it wouldn’t be safe to bring you back to him; instead he has assigned us to a brand new Nebulon-B Frigate called The Resurgence. It is a great safe haven for the resistance because of its mobility, makes it harder for enemies to track down. We should be there within a few hours, for now get some rest, you guys look like hell!” The outcasts all settled down in the ship’s quarters and fell asleep as it moved silently through space. The proximity alarm sounded a few hours later as the outcasts awoke and ran to the cockpit. Outside the window was the first look at the beautifully crafted frigate The Resurgence. The Banshee attached to the docking clamp as Hilliard, Jack, Gaph, and Tal who was now awake, but still in bad shape, followed closely by Sirona and Admiral Varth. The blast doors opened to reveal a man standing before them wearing the blue robes of Alderaan with a squadron of troops waiting to grab and escort Varth off leaving the outcasts behind.

“I am Captain Adrian Verana. On behalf of Bail Organa I thank you for all your help in rescuing Admiral Gilder Varth from that prison facility. I know you are tired and in need of medical treatment but let me say this at least. Senator Organa has offered you all permanent residence on this ship if you wish to join the fight against the Empire and continue to help us on future missions. The Senator feels it will be very beneficial to have a group of special ops that is in no way affiliated or connected to the senator’s house since the Empire grows suspicious of him every day. The choice is yours and yours alone.”

Tal looks up weakly, “I will gladly join your cause, Captain, but I really do need to get to the medical bay as soon as I can.”

“Of course, this is Doctor Dari Nost, she will take care of you,” the Captain says pointing to an older woman pushing a repulsor stretcher. Tal lies upon it as Doctor Nost pushes him towards the medical bay.

Hilliard shakes the Captain’s hand, “You can count on me, I am no friend of the Empire and anything I am able to do I will gladly help”

Gaph clutching his shoulder, “Do you have any kind maintenance shop on board the ship?”

Captain Verana nods, “Indeed, our ship’s engineer has a little area of the ship where he embarks on constructing and inventing all kinds of gadgets and droids, you are more than welcome to see him if you need anything I am sure he would be happy to help a fellow technology enthusiast.”

“Glad to hear, I am definitely in then, I will have to check it out myself.” Everyone turns to look at Jack, “How about you, Jack?” Hilliard asks.

“As long as there is lots of carnage and plenty of credits to be had I will gladly stick around and aid you some more, besides, I am rather impressed with your aggressive negotiations, Hilliard, not too shabby for a fleshy biped.”

“It is settled then, your quarters are ready for you, in each room there is a personal computer console that you can utilize to verify that the agreed credit amount has been paid for successfully retrieving Admiral Gilder Varth safely, 1,000 each. I hope you all get some good rest because you definitely deserve it, and there are many more missions in your future, we need you all at your best!”

The end of Episode 1 – The Traitor’s Gambit

Next up Episode 2 – A Wretched Hive

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