Legacy of Hope - Post Legacy novels series

[Rogue Leader]

"If you power down your weapons and fly straight you will not be targeted, we do not want to fight this war, you are our brothers and sisters, we were family, and the jedi are for us not against us. They have suffered more in the last few decades than many of us do in a lifetime."
Wedge paused, his pain at another impending war overwhelming him, his wife on the ground with his youngest daughter, his eldest child somewhere in danger in the galaxy, his emotions pooled in his gut threatening to swamp him.
Gathering his breath
"The jedi and those who live alongside them are under my protection, do not be misled or manipulated by the politicians or military leaders who are trying to take advantage of a bad situation"

"That's enough Antilles" the heavily accented voice of Admiral Niathal came over the channel, "You and yours are under sentence of death for aiding and abetting the enemies of the Galactic Alliance. The Jedi are the most heinous threat to peace and security in the universe and their power has proved consistantly dangerous to all sentient beings. History is against you Antilles, those who have wielded this power have become corrupted, the Emperor, Kyp Durron, Kueller, Rayner Thul and now Jacen Solo have demonstrated it quite easily.Them and theirs, and any future force user is now under sentence of death and that includes you. End transmission"
She turned to her subordinate,
"Target the Mon Mothma, let us start with the leading upstart."

The defensive formation of the GA forces collapsed as they shifted to one assignment, yet two vessels shot off in unexpected directions, in straight lines, as did some starfighters but still the bulk of the fleet moved on his position.

"Power up the generator, long the port side" a flurry of activity responded to his command, officers flicking switches and maneuvering the bow of the gargantuen vessel to target the area in question.
"Status report" A series of responses echoed around the bridge, "then lets do this thing.........."

[Rogue Leader]

Jaina had been waiting for Jag's return for several hours when the first arrived, a slight eleven year old girl, tall and unsure of her body, platinum blond and easy to spot in the moonlight as it shone out. She crept into the camp afraid of what had prompted the urge to travel here.

A few minutes later a shaven mid twenties man of Korun extraction strode into the firelight. Unflinching under the appraising gaze of Jaina Solo, and the opposite of his precursor, well built, confident and dark skinned.

This was the beginning of a new era........

[Rogue Leader]

In a maneuver perfected by his former superior, Grand Admiral Thrawn, Gilad Pelleon Supreme Commander of the Remanent forces, and leader of the Imperial enclave guided his forces in a precision arrival onto the battlefield above Ossus. His five Star Destroyers targeting Niathal's Star Defender, the 'Momentus', Ion cannons loosed huge barrages of electronic dampeninig power.
The action had been clinically precise, the Defender was adrift, with out propulsion or shields or weapons, no other shots were fired.

Dark armoured faceless troopers poured out of the woumded assualt ships, swarming towards the settlement, initially facing no resistance they spread out, looking from the air like a black tsunami out numbering the defenders 10 to 1.
The first bolt came from an upper story taking a troop commander through the faceplate, and all strobe lit hell broke loose as bolts converged on the wave of GA forces entering the town. From every angle and elevation, stun shots, ion discharges sonic blasts and blaster bolts made the scene one of carnage but still they came.
Iella held an old E11 carbine in her hand, a mixed group of settlers, ex soldiers and the Jedi Knight, Twool, behind her, the tension all pervasive even in the young Jedi, this was a key route for the defenders to escape and leading to the next line of defense, they were to keep it open and slow the advance while the next line was secured. Wedge and she had established a long term battle plan that gave the other forces as much time as possible to clear the star cruisers out of orbit so that the planet could be secured.
Franken, a sharpshooter originally from Kuat, motioned towards the North West, a signal followed indicating 15 defenders moving down that route pursued by a least three companies of enemy troops, the sharpshooters opened fire, picking off the closest chasers, the defenders found cover and opened up on their attackers.
"Get ready we'll need to be quick and very good, only a few of our people are coming through and will have a huge number of GA troops coming after them. Let's be ready for a positive reception..........."

[Rogue Leader]

It all had happened in a blur, first there had been defenders and sharpshooters providing cover, then silence, then a mass of explosions as concussion granades had been thrown en masse into the street. Even down the alley the blast wave had been strong enough to knock her off her feet, dulling her hearing. Only Twool seemed un affected and he strode past her prone body signalling for her to stay down and not worry.

As he reached the end of the corridor of ferrocrete she saw the stacatto light begin again but Twool snapped his sabre on and stepped into its path three of the other mobile members of her team rushed to support his action, she would be told later how in the midst of the carnege his blade a whir of light, he was checking bodies for signs of life and rescued three Ossan citizens howed had survived the firestorm of grenades.

Snatching up her carbine she led the other defenders back towards the new line......

[Rogue Leader]

Viewed from high ground the city darkened under the weight of its invasion. Troops came in from 2 directions reducing the effectiveness of the defenses by concentrating their attacks there.

"We must hold, old friend, or the efforts above us and the future of the Order will be as nothing." Kam's whisper had only focus but no one was there to reply.

"Freyin, Valin flank me, we must blunt this surge before they cut off the outer defenses, Jerome contact Master Y'typ, tell him to move his unit forward to the farthest point of the Western wall we will join his push from the south"

Leaping from the wall on which he stood he felt the rush of adrenaline and the force pull deep in the core of his being, the battle lust that he had spent 30 years to quell and deny was straining at its leash ready to deal death and horror to those with death on their minds.

[Rogue Leader]

Lightsabres blazed with multiple impacts from the blasterfire coming in to the pack of jedi who were pinching the advance of the GA forces in the South and West of the city only the combined skills of the jedi shielding each others flanks, overlapping their blade work was keeping the wall of light at bay but the GA were taking serious casualties as the solid joules were deflected into their ranks.

"Jerome, signal Iella that they funnelling towards the inner defense and to get the north and east back behind the wall before the defenders are overwhelmed" The young padawan from Correllia bent to his task then straightened in shock..

"Master, troops are moving for the eastern entrance which we've abandoned, we need to move before the southern defenders and us are cut off!"

That brief distraction was enough, a blaster bolt glanced off his blade searing his right shoulder, he yelled cutting through his squads focus.

Gasping Kam shifted his gaze to the frozen teenager, "Command!"

Looking confused but obediant to his master's order Jerome drew his lightsaber and with the comforting snap hiss of its ignition inserted himself into the battle all the while screaming orders into his com and to the reluctant warriors alongside him....

Defenders began to withdraw along the southern defences, some were already running across the clear ground to their escape routes into the inner city, Kam could make out the e-webs that had suddenly appeared to cover the defenders mad rush.

Kam picked up his lightsaber in his left hand seeking some focus, it was eluding him, he turned towards his foe but started backing away, Jerome directed Taiinarra the sandy furred female Wookiee to come and help him and she caught him in a gentle force grip as he felt himself stumble.

The retreat from the South was on....