Fiction For The Striker Competition
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EN Neo / Kappa 3-2 / VSD Striker
The movement aboard the bridge of the Striker was at a minimum. The Striker was currently in hyperspace chasing after Whitten and the Protector. The crew was somewhat surprised at the sudden jump to hyperspace.
Captain Stele was looking through the main bride viewport and thinking about the events that had occurred. The Protector had made a sudden jump to hyperspace. The Striker was close enough to be able to get the coordinents of the jump. In that split second Captain Stele had to make an important decision. Alert the GA of the sudden disappearance of the Protector and risk losing it, or make the jump to the same coordinents in the hope of catching the Protector and alerting the Chimeara when they arrived. Wherever they would end up, they weren't really sure. They had to make the jump quick and blind, only with the captured coordinients in the hope that they could catch the Protector.
Captain Stele was going over what might happen in his head. If Whitten had indeed decided to revolt and take the Protector with him then he had only one choice. He had to fight. Hopefully they could recapture the Protector. However if they couldn't, he knew that he would have to destroy it. They couldn't take the chance of any rebel group getting the firepower of the Victory Star Destroyer.
Fortunately, the Striker had all of its crew present. It had only two squadrons of fighters with it but they were some of they best, and, as Stele believed, the best combination too. Omicron squadron was TIE Interceptors. These fast and highly manoeuvrable ships were the Empire’s answer to X-Wings. The second squadron was Kappa. Kappa Squadron was made up of TIE Bombers. These bombers are a bit slower but carry tremendous firepower.
Stele smiled as he thought of his ship's motto. "Strike first, Strike hard". It described the Striker perfectly. It has the fast moving TIE Interceptors that strike first and provide cover for the TIE Bombers that come in and really strike hard with their firepower.
All of a sudden the Striker came out of hyperspace. There sat the Protector and a Mon Calamari cruiser. Stele thought to himself that he was right. Whitten had defected.
Stele: "All hands to battle stations, pilots get in your fighters, open the main docking bay but do not engage until ordered!"
Instantly the bride was swamped with officers getting readouts and starting up systems.
Stele: "Shields to full, charge up both port and starboard laser turrets! Lieutenant, get me a direct communication link to the Protector!"
LT: "Sir, transmit whenever you're ready."
Stele: "Attention Protector, lower your shields and prepare to be boarded."
Protector: "Sir, this is the Protector, send you boarding party. We were not aware of Whitten's defection until we came out of hyperspace and saw the Mon Cal cruiser. We immediately tried to arrest Whitten but he has locked himself in the shuttle bay. At the time we were able to seal the bay doors shut, however our fighters can't get out. Please provide assistance and protect us."
Stele: "Acknowledged Protector, help is on the way." End Transmission
Stele: "Fighters, target and destroy all rebel craft, protect the Protector and the Striker."
Stele looks out the view port and thinks to himself. 'He's not getting away, not while I'm here'