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Jaden lay asleep for what seemed hours until he heard the knock of the soldier on his door giving him the wake up call, that it was time to go. Jaden got up, put on his robes, putting small bits of armor under it, taking his two sabers, putting on black gauntlets, and pulled his hair back and began walking to the pillar.

Jaden examined all the sith there, he himself was disgusted, they were all weak, yet they were so full of themselves, yet they did not know what they were up against. Jaden began to walk to the top of the pillar, where his master and HM were. Jaden spoke derict to his master in sithese, saying, "Master, shall I lead the troops?," he asked.

"There's been no word from Kathleen yet?" the noghri leader demanded, as he and his cohorts boarded the CR 120 that had landed to pick them up.

"No word yet," the noghri commando answered. "Our other witchessss have ssssaid nothing thus far. Ssssshe may be in danger."

He shook his head, his cloak rustling in the hot air. "Ssshe can take care of hersssself."

They entered the ship's hatch, and walked up to the bridge. "We're ready, captain."

The officer in charge nodded, and the ship lifted off, heading up to join its three breathren. "Aye aye. Where to, Commander?"

The noghri brought out a datapad. "There's a small supply convoy bound for Hypori. We shall intercept it and secure its cargo."

He nodded, and relayed the coordinates. "Off to Hypori, then."

And they were off.

"Lead is a very generic term," HM said. "Our job is supplementing the good Fleet Admiral. The Master will be supplying and field testing the Phase II troopers. You shall be on the ground helping the effort and analyzing the effectiveness of these forces. Follow the orders given to you from the commanding officers; but don't be bound to them. Tactics are their speciality, don't iimpede them. Don't get yourself killed though."

The Pillar had cleared the station, and hit the hyperdrive towards Borleias. Over the planet, they would pick up an entire battalion of Plaguetroopers, before making the second jump to Coruscant, waiting for the fleet's arrival.

Jaden had always been annoyed whenhe talked to Ferno and HM answered, it is as if he would never be worthy. Jaden sighed, "As you wish my lord..," he said and returned to the troops. And seemed that he would never be good enough to even have a conversation, even the weak were allowed to talk to the dark lord, but his own master refused to actually speak with him, that was pathetic.

He never cared for the face the bot read his thoughts and such, he wanted a reply from a sith lord, not a stupid droid. But now wasn't the time to be worrying of such things, for now he would just watch the troops as they acted stupid in their actions, until they reached the planet.

"You always were the perfect shot," Aurora said. "Why not letting me try?" she asked.

The Hektor's Shield reverted from hyperspace above Coruscant surrounded by a small detachment of combat vessels for ship security. Glancing at the displays Borill Elsyn frowned, "Alright lets make this quick. With most of the fleet gathering at Fondor for the battle this rendevous must go swiftly and efficiently."

He glanced at the displays as the great ship Pillar maneuvered into a supporting position, "Hail the Pillar inform them that we will proceed with all possible speed to Fondor and regroup with Sector Fleet 12."

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On Abregado Rae a lone grain transport descended into onto the grainery load bay of one of the large industrial farms in the region. As the cargo bay slid open a wave of grey armored figures sweapt out of the ship and disappeared from sight as their Therm-optic camoflage activated. Behind them another band of grey storm-commandos descended led by one decorated with an orange arrow on his armor.

Captain Tron glanced at the group as the LZ security team checked in via comm, "Area secure!"

Behind him Kusei Maki slipped out wearing the normal bdu uniform of the Imperial Navy. Behind her a small team of Mandalorians and three Metal Strills descended the ramp.

Tron glanced around the groups as the rest of his company of storm commandos disembarked, "Gear up, we're going in with camo on. This will be a long march, so lets get to it!"

"Incoming transmission," called out one member of the bridge. The Pillar was always active; fear kept the crew at a nearly inhuman pace at more causal times. With professionalism now needing to be displayed, the crew performed at their best; something Veers had help instilling.

"This is admiral Veers of the Pillar. We are already prepared for the jump, let us make haste."

The Pillar summed up its engines, preparing itself.

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Zanatos was awake earlier than most of his comrade-in-arms. He had put himself on the guard shift, in preparatation for whatever could be headed his way. He expected something to be sent, but not so early in the morn. Just in case, he sent out one ping from the remote transmitters, in case of any reinforcements.

Hypori sat as a lone brown rock on the edges of space, with little use nowadays, except as a haven for smugglers and the criminally adept. Once, long ago, it had been a droid factory for the CIS. Now, it was a staging ground for Trandoshan slavers.

The four corvettes spotted the two frieghters immediately. Detre eyed them coldly. "Model and armament?"

"Sorusub makes, sir," the engineer tech answered. "Looks like some standard, slightly derelict cargo transports. A few laser turrents, maybe a concealed missle launcher or two. Nothing more."

The noghri nodded. "The plan issss sssimple. We will attack the ships, and disssable them. We ssshall then force our sssselvessss abourd, and commandeer the ships We will free the wookiee ssslavesss they have with them, and take them back to Kasssshyk."

"What's the bounty for them?" the captain asked.

"According to the Hutts, the wookieessss offered several thousandsss of creditsss for their sssafe return. We ssshall ensure the amount reaches ussss."

He nodded, and brough the ship in closer, along with its three accomplices. "Opening fire!"

The four corvettes unleashed their payloads on the ships' broadsides, hammering their thick hull. One of the four, ballistics configured, unleashed a full salvo, and all but destroyed the hardpoints on each ship. There was some brief return fire, but a few ion cannon shots silenced that.

"Engage the teams," Detre commanded, walking out to the shuttles. "Prepare for boarding."