Chapter 8 Submission (Unassigned)

SUBMITTED BY: LT Hazledine / Zerek Leader / ISD Nemesis / Imperial Navy
HOLONET REGISTRATION: <hazledine@empirereborn.net
SUBMITTED ON: 2008.05.16

I stood on the deck of the ISD Nemesis admiring the new Ensigns. They seemed to be able to do a good job and where keen enough but... there was something missing. Since Ensign First Class Okason left things had declined, definitely. These Ensigns didn't seem to be up to the standards of older days.
Ensign Csproep walked over to me, "Sir!"
"What is it Csproep?"
"We have two Nebulon-B frigates escorted by 3 squadrons of X-wings and a squadron of B-wings closing down on our position fast."
Seeing as we weren't up to full crew, these Ensigns where having to share duties.
"Fenix charge up the lasers and stay sober!"
"Yessir!"
After that charade with Fenix getting manically drunk my respect for him declined a bit. Oh and what was the reason for him beating up a whole group of stormtroopers? Sport. Not up to standards of older days...
CL Junon and CM Jamie walked onto deck.
"Captain on deck!" I said.
"What's the situation Lieutenant?" asked Junon.
I told him.
"Well it looks like a standard patrol. Fenix have you charged up the lasers?"
"Yessir!"
"Good. Now this shouldn't be too bad but just keep alert for things going wrong. If they do there's no backup this far out."
I didn't have any worries myself. I mean, two Nebs against an ISD? No chance. There was a little fight. The ship rocked a bit. Afterwards I thought it was a bit odd, two Nebulon-Bs out here deep empty space. Junon was always fine with things like this. Thought nothing of it. I just kept thinking, what if?
There was a flash outside the bridge and three Mon Cals jumped out of nowhere.
"RED ALERT!" I shouted.
There's no backup this far out...