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Looking over at the scans reading the ship of the Zabrak quickly, Tsi`Karn turned and looked back at the holographic image in front of him. It is your lucky day because you are someone whom is in no organized military and has a high military ambition. It would seem you are set to conquer the galaxy but you are missing one thing my dear 'Yalk Maar'. Do you wish to know what that is?

Leaning forward slightly he stared directly into the holographic eyes of Yalk Maar waiting for him to reply. Tapping his chair twice he heard as the droids went to work on getting the guns ready for any military engagment that might happen between the two ships.

Smiling slightly trying not to show that he was getting aggrivated over the fact that this person had turned his laser cannons onto his beautiful ship. My dear friend Yalk Maar, you lack the financial backing and the armed forces to take more than just one planet, especially a poor undefended one such as Tatooine.

An unknown person was watching the destruction of Mos Eisley from afar, lasers raining on the city, the buildings ablaze, the screams of the people loud enough to be heard from a mile and a half away. However, he had a keen eyesight and could see the starships from afar, Imperial gunboats, Trade Federation landing ships, and one last ship, unknown to him. Then he pulled out a comm device and sent a message.
"Sir, there are ships attacking Mos Eisley, Imperial ships and the old Trade Federation ships. There's also one ship there, it's unknown to me. It's like nothing I've ever seen. After there done with Mos Eisley, there probably going to go after the rest of Tatooine. I'm coming over to Corcusant."
Then the lone man walked into the desert, not knowing if he'll even make it to his ship.

Malgo looked out the cantina hearing all the rumble. ho could not hear the rumble the dust i the wind, and the screaming civilians. It was death in the making. The elite soldiers marched about the city of Mos Eisley as the terror continued. The blasters continued firing. Uncountable numbers of people began to die and blood spilled everywhere.

Malgo grinned at the sight. He had loved bloodshed. Eventhough he was in not so much of a safeplace anymore he had to stay and watch for a few more minutes. He was the sickest and strangest bounty hunter you would ever find. He would torture little animals and large animals just because he liked to hear their scream of pain. Though he would not kill them, he would wound them severly and leave them for dead. Malgo would always do the unthinkable, and staying in the cantina was the unthinkable.

"Gomma, my old friend, get down to the underground tunnel and wait for me there. I heed to see somthing. Go now or you will perish along with the other lives taken. This is a blessing to me. I will kill thousands of troopers, with one shot of my blaster. Now unless you want to join the troopers, I suggest you head down into the tunnel.!!"

Malgo watched as Gomma descended into the tunnel but he had some business to take care of first. His home Planet was being invaded. And he had to do somthing about it. He atleast wanted to try and save Mos Eisley. Malgo twitched in his helmet as he pulled out a blaster and shot the window. Across from the cantina was a burning building spitting flames. fortunantly a crate of kolto beside the building was not harmed. And with kolto being the flamable undersea delight that it was, it would easily burn the whole build down and kill many soldiers.

His time was running out Malgo got ready to jump down the passage way, when he heard the Imperial soldiers and gunboats approaching his target. Malgo swiftly jumped down the passage way as he luckily fired a shot right through the window and deeply into the crate of kolto. The soldiers did not see the shot fired for Malgo was already down in the Underground Tunnel. The swarm of soldiers that bared witness were either killed or severly injusred. Malgo sighed as he heared groaning and screaming soldiers as the underground train began to trasport the Bounty Hunter and the Hutt to safely to his ship in Anchorhead.

((I need to know what ships are in this generic 'Republic fleet'so I can send it to the land of FUBAR.))

The ship that was trying to escape did so foolishly. He should have flown low to another city then taken off, but the manner in which he tried to escape now drew the attention of 150 Droid Starfighters to him. The first thirty five headed towards the outdated original X-wing with their quad blasters blazing. Twenty five more were re-directed from space to cut off his escape with a head on attack path. If he planned on going into space now he would be pinched off by two attack forces in the atmosphere. And if he then made it to space there were over four hundred more fighters waiting for him aswell as Turbolaser fire.

Yalk smiled. This man cut to the point didnt he? "If you doubt my armed forces, I can have them preform on you. If your here to make me an offer then i'm listening. If you don't want either then please go away. I have work to do."

The Avitar's long range sensors did a sweep of the area. The droid at the controls did not like what it found. A fleet of unknowns, it was too far to see what they were. But they were there. The droid turned and interupted Yalk's convo. "Sir, ships detected in the distance. Range is extreme, cannot confirm types or numbers."

Yalk cringed. He knew it was coming, just not this soon. This new comer's ship was large, and Yalk's ship could take on atleast three Star Destroyers. This fleet would be no match. Now to inform his new partner. "I like that very much. I am greatly trained in the art of warfare. I was the pupil of the Emperor. I know not what happened to him, but he was a skilled tactician. I am now aware of some ships in the distance. I would prepare my ship for battle with them if I were you. My fighters will patrol your ship aswell now."

"I would prefer to fight first. I Shall stay here with my troops while my fighters join you. I would wait here for them and let them fall into out hands. Not the other way around. But it''s your choice and your ship." Yalk started pointing his hands around. His droids were used to his hand signals. He was telling them to redirect the fighters to the other ship. They were to escort it to battle.

(( xd That fleet is sooo Fux0rd. Five hundred super fast Droid Controlled Fighters that work in perfect linked combat who all share the same mind and think as a whole Vs Seventy two fighters of differing speed, type, and skill whos only communication with one another is their comm.

PWNT.

Plus its two super modern armed to the teeth Capital ships Vs old a** wanna be Capital shipsleft over from the Galactic Civil War.

PWNT.))