Lisan wordlessly created a solid bubble of telekinetic force around herself, Corvus, and Ordana. It sealed in the air they would need to survive the flight through space to the Star Forge. After she formed the bubble, Lisan lifted it into the air and they flew out of the New Dawn

Ordana glanced down nervously at the view of space between her feet. She could feel what felt like a floor, but there was nothing to see. She dearly hoped Lisan wouldn't be distracted by something and forget to maintain the protective force field.

Empress Kasandra Fury stalked through the halls of the Star Forge, her elite guard of Gungans trailing behind her. She was still very angry with Enyo for forcing her to take on the group of ugly, brainless creature as her guards. Who cared if she normally flirted with her guards? It's not like it kept them from throwing themselves in front of any stray blaster bolts aimed at her.

Finally Kasandra reached her personal shuttlebay, only to spot three strange woman and a little girl landing inside it.

Astri nodded seriously. "I can handle it. I can help, I bet." She nodded to herself and stood as close to Corvus as she dared.

Sholi figured he should at least leave the Wood with the Dittopians. He was sure that once it became quiet he would become forgetful, and he'd already lost the pool he'd come out of. He wasn't so sure about storming a planet, or ripping anyone's head head off.

Hailey Lyrus, teen singing sensation and current ruler of the galaxy, slumped in Empress Fury's throne. She had thrown everyone out of the throne room and was currently having the kind of headache that comes with crying hysterically. She had received the news that Geangrai was no more. Enyo had seen fit to call ahead and tell her so. She knew it was partly her fault. She had, under mind-control, sent the Geangrai fleet to their homeworld, to ensure they would all burn with their planet. Hailey was also upset for selfish reasons. The Empress was late coming back and Enyo would return to the palace soon. She didn't doubt that Enyo would dispose of her now that her usefulness was over. If only Kassandra would get back soon. She would save her.

A servant timidly poked her head into the throne room.

"There's an unidentified capital ship entering the system," the woman announced. "Also, a small fighter is approaching the planet. What should we do?"

"Do you people have to be told how to do everything? Use your freaking brain. Shoot them down! Shoot them all down!" Hailey snapped.

"Yes, your highness," the woman replied timidly, backing out of the room. She closed the door as a vase shattered against the wall near the door.

Hailey wandered over to one of the huge windows that lined the throne room and gazed out over the wilderness of Orran. Outside of the massive palace complex, there were only rocks and sand. Rumor had it there were a few insane cult groups wandering around out there. Supposedly they worshiped some variation on the evil being other rumors reported Darth Enyo served. Hailey shuddered, wondering if there was some evil spirit wandering the halls of the palace. She heard a whispering noise in the corner and whimpered in panic.

Scrappy picked up several fighters approaching and notified David "Oh look a welcoming party" beeped the Astro Droid "Change of plan Scrapp" David said while swinging his X-Wing around to meet his oncoming- "Victims" he told himself. The fighters came from directly below so he went into a head-on-dive, spinning as he went. David then unleashed his own bolts, concentrating them on one of the ships. As he neared the fighter it blew up and since he had no where to go he ended up going strait through the explosion with a shout of pure battle joy "YEEHAW!" he yelled before pulling up and skimming the ground with his ship. He then began complex maneuvers through the barren landscape. Aiming his fighter towards a large bolder David kept his course till the last possible moment and pulled away; the pilot closet to him did not have the same reflexes as David and exploded into a ball of fire. All in the full view of Hailey Lyrus's window.

Allyn's explanation was not exactly what Juriel wanted to hear, especially since the Jedi mentioned his supposed ghost's primary objective of haunting him. The thought made him pause for a moment, pondering creasing digging deep into his forehead.

Why would a ghost be haunting him? and this one in particular? As far as Juriel could think, he didn't recognize the female apparition, if he was supposed to. Also, none of this made much sense to him since he hadn't bothered any graves lately. So what did this ghost want from him?

Tearing his eyes away from the empty space of the infirmary, he glanced at the Jedi and swallowed his questions uneasily. No sense in bothering to ask Allyn; it was more than likely he didn't know about the ghost as much as he did.

"Did you see it happen?" the young Acolyte finally spoke after a while. "The explosion," he clarified, and then suddenly cleared his throat sharply. This wasn't an easy question for him to ask, as the vision was still fresh in his mind. "Did you see it?"

"I didn't see the explosion. It happened just as I brought you in. Apparently the primary infirmary had lovely big windows we could have viewed the supernova through, but it's currently floating in space somewhere. I felt it though. The explosion. There was an intense rush of Dark Side power and then, after awhile, millions of screams as everyone still on the planet died," Allyn answered. He got to his feet and paced around the room. "I've felt too many worlds die. What is this, the third? Fourth? I can't seem to get away from the Sith, no matter where I go."

After avoiding the bolder David flew in a loop putting himself behind the remaining fighter who tried desperately to get away; but his attempts were in vain and David shot him down. David then turned and went full speed ahead to the closing landing bays were he squeezed in just in time and landed more like air plane then a fighter -cause he didn't have time to stop- and sent sparks flying from the bottom of his fighter.

"You people truly are incompetent," Hailey commented as she stepped out of the throne room. No one noticed it, but there was a black tint to her eyes and something of an inhuman rasp to her voice. "When I said "Shoot them down", you should have activated the planetary defense grid. We have an intruder in the palace complex now.

"We've sealed off the hangar. He can't escape," someone replied.

"Pump poison gas into that hangar now. Locked doors are never enough to stop Force users," Hailey ordered. "And who were those idiots in the fighters anyway? They weren't clone troopers."

"I believe they were members of the Empress' personal guard. They're the only male soldiers we have on Orran and those were male pilots."

"No wonder they were shot down so easy. The Empress' guard never received proper flight training, much less actual aerial combat training.

David saw the people leaving the hanger and saw the poison gas flooding in through the vents. So he jumped out of the X-wing and ran towards a closing door but it closed before he could get through, he started chocking from the gas and fell to his knees. Scrappy rolled up beside him and plugged into a computer outlet and began working on opening the door. David drew his lightsaber and tried to put a hole in the door big enough for him to crawl through but the gas sapped his strength and he failed but he did make a hole big enough to put his mouth up to breath through. Unfortunately he wasn’t able to lift his head to do it and he passed out, Scrappy finally opened the door when the droid saw the clone troopers coming he beeped and turned before rolling away to hide.

"I don't take prisoners," Hailey stated icily. "Tell the troopers to kill him."

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"Well, now that we have the vote behind us, now we need a plan. One that doesn't involve dying, hopefully. Actually, I'm okay with death, as long as it isn't me doing the dying," Brutus said.

"We need to find the pool that leads to the Fountain located on Orran. The Orran Fountain is located within the menagerie section of the palace complex," Lynda stated.

"There's a minimal troop complement on Orran. Enyo has always been paranoid about coups, so she has never allowed a large army to be stationed on the planet. Mostly we would have to worry about the automated defenses," Aleena informed them.

"What comprises a minimal troop complement?" Myrddin asked, looking skeptical.

"A few hundred at most. Oh, and the Empress' elite guard, which isn't so elite. They're mostly selected on the basis of dazzling good looks and ripped abs."

"They cloned me?!" Brutus yelped indignantly.

Aleena sniffed contemptuously and continued," If Enyo is there, we're screwed. She's practically unbeatable. Kasandra won't be so difficult to take down, so I suggest we kill her first. She dies, it throws the Empire into confusion. Enyo's ridiculous ploy of hiding the fact that she's in control of the Empire will backfire on her."

Scrappy saw the clones raising their guns on David from his cubby hole in the wall and knew he had to do something so he sprayed his fire dehydrate all through the hall. Blinding the clones while he went out hooked David's foot and drug him back into the cubby hole. Then waited for the clones to leave before spraying water in to David face to wake him up.

Which succeeded; David groaned and pushed himself up and said to Scrappy "It seems Enyo isn't here because if she was we'd be dead, plug into the main computer and send a message to the ruler of the galaxy. Say David of Dittotopia wishes to have an audience with the ruler of the galaxy. Then turn off all power in the palace complex including the emergency power"
((Yes I know I pulled a R2 stunt but what choice did I have?))

VACS wasn't able to hitch a ride with Lisan and the others, and the last thing he wanted to do was drift through space after them. He activated his comlink and called Space Case to ask for advice.

"Stay there and keep an optic on whoever's left on board. We'll follow the organics," Space Case replied.

"What about the defenses?" Silverbolt asked.

"Oh, right, forgot about those. Hmm..." Space Case began computing how they could evade the Star Forge's defenses. His calculations were interrupted by the sudden appearances of a tear in the fabric of space-time that began to spew out a fleet of three dozen starfighters. These fighters were much larger than standard fighters, however. They were more about the size of light cruisers. But proportionally to their pilots, they were single-seat fighters.

"Awlright, we made it!" Warpath whooped from the cockpit of his fighter. "Official commendation to the tech support bots for getting the transwarp cells on these things up and running!"

"So that's what took you so long!" Silverbolt exclaimed. "I was wondering how you were going to get here. I'm surprised the fighters survived the crash."

"Well, are we just going to float here all solar cycle?" Space Case asked. "What's the plan, Warpath?"

"Buy the good fleshies time and blow the bad ones to scrap!" Warpath replied. "Take out those defenses! Attack!" Gunning his ship's engines, Warpath led the charge with lasers blazing at the Star Forge.

Astri stood very still as the bubble lifted off and only wiggled a tiny bit during the flight. She got used the the freaky-ness of a see-through bubble pretty quickly, but with people like Corvus and Lisan aboard she didn't want to get on anyone's nerves.

Their bubble landed on the hangar floor at last. Astri's eyes took in the gathering troops and the Empress. Her eyes locked onto Empress Kassandra and Astri stared at her very seriously, and kept staring at her. "What's the plan?" She asked, trying to be "business-like", like a grownup.

The young Acolyte was somber as Allyn retold of the events he had missed while unconscious. With his head bent and hands that were once propping him to sit now lying useless in his lap, Juriel didn't watch the Jedi's pacings--or listen to much of what he said afterwards.

In truth, Juriel didn't want to know, didn't want to hear the Jedi's sob stories. He didn't want Allyn's empathy, if that was what he was inadvertently spilling his guts about. He had enough to take in with the lives of people who died today than the ones in the past.

The Acolyte breathed in deeply, aiming for a cleansing breath to sooth away these raw emotions he felt. However, it was like trying to force a stone down a straw, and he had to swallow hard to make breathing bearable again. He had no idea that coping with loss could feel this way. He didn't even know the people who died in the destruction. Why did he have a hard time accepting strangers deaths? Maybe it was because this was his first time in witnessing a planet's annihilation--or because he had the vision.

After a while of pondering, the silence enveloping the infirmary was starting to ring in Juriel's ears and he raised his head. Whatever these mixed feelings were he wasn't going to let them get in the way of himself getting off this ship. That was still his plan before the vision and deaths came, and it didn't change a thing now. Slowly, he lowered himself off the cot.

"Then don't mind this little Sith," Juriel muttered a little gruffly, his headache becoming more intense as he stood, "Just turn a blind eye like you always do and you won't miss a thing." He shuffled past Allyn and toward the exit, the automatic door swooshing open from the movement of him drawing near.