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Chapter Three

Great prosperity has come to the planet of Chandrila. Now a trading giant in the galaxy, Chandrila has recently made a name for itself in the shipping world, and the people of the planet have begun to benefit from this prosperity. However, with prosperity comes trouble, and when the people began to become greedy, the smugglers were born. They brought down the value of goods, and began to make it hard for traders who worked for their livings, the hard and legal way. But when the smugglers started to become violent (assaulting and stealing the goods from other traders and transporters), the authorities began to crack down on them. In response to the threat, the Chandrillan Government passed sanctions that allowed for the creation of a protective force to combat the assaults in space and on trader’s ships. Thus the Chandrillan Navy was born. Headed by Silvas Orian, a young hotshot and a brilliant strategist in the traditional navy of Chandrila, the Interstellar Navy program began to take shape. The Navy quickly became a major power in the galaxy, and Chandrila is now known as a safe haven in trading circles throughout the galaxy. But, with great power comes even greater responsibility, and even greater danger...

An Explosion rocked Silvas from his feet. This was just supposed to be a simple bust... nothing more. As two shadows bolted for the exit, Silvas fired off some stray shots, bouncing off the wall and hitting a couple of cargo boxes in the back, exploding them to smithereens. He stood up from his hiding place, and with his entire team, began to chase after the escaped smugglers. Dodging blaster bolts and weaving throughout the entire city, Silvas and his team finally caught up to the smuggler duo.

“Stop! If you continue you will be facing even more charges.”

Then he said to his team:

“Neevar, Helaan! Circle around the blocks and try to head them off! If this goes on for longer, we might endanger the locals.”

Neevar and Helaan, along with two others, took a shortcut in the winding paths and began to try to cut the smugglers off. As soon as the team neared the ambush point, the two saw the incoming trap and bolted in another direction: right towards the University of Knowledge, where Chandrila's elected ruler was giving her weekly speech for the University students. Silvas dashed after the criminals in a valiant effort, but the criminals entered the University a meter ahead of him. After entering the University, he lost track of the criminals. Fearing the safety of everyone in the classroom, including the Queen, he bolted into the room, saying:

“Everyone must listen to me, there are some very dangerous men in the University right now.”

Panic started to grip the room, encasing it in a shroud of fear. The nervous students started to break for the door, trying to escape from the unknown criminals, but Silvas piped up before a single student could exit the facilities.

”Please remain calm. Nobody exit the facilities before my team can comb the area. If you leave, we will consider you smugglers. Your Excellency, might I ask you and your aides to calmly exit the classroom; and only you and your aides. Everyone else please stay in here; we will finish this very quickly. We appreciate all your help.”

The team entered the room quickly and with the offenders in shackles. Soon after their apprehension, Silvas and his team took their leave and departed for Space. Stressing the fact that they were hoping to rejoin the rest of the Navy in a training exercise.

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Silvas headed towards the bridge of the Ocean’s Pride, a modern heavy transport for his team of Riptides. The sleek new Riptides offered a new tactic to the Navy of Chandrila. These fighters provided significantly more speed and a much faster response time. Although the Riptides were fragile, their speed made them more than useful in the Navy. After inspecting his own Riptide, Silvas headed towards the bridge in an effort to keep his mind focused on the simulation instead of what could happen next. But the day had something else planned for him, once again…

“This is the Corellian freighter Cloudrunner. We are under assault by a rogue smuggler group. Anyone in the immediate area, please respond. We need help at once!”

Silvas made a single glance at the captain, and without a word the captain knew his course of action. Silvas bolted for his fighter, calling up his team in the process.

“Neevar, Jalina! We have a situation that needs our attention. Get to your fighters immediately. I will fill you in on the situation as soon as you reach them!

Silvas jumped into his Riptide and began the startup sequence. He normally took care and cautiousness with his startup, but since he was going into the battle hot, he flew through the sequence. Soon, his team arrived, and in tandem the team finished their startups. As soon as they were finished, the captain announced that they were at the scene.

“Two light frigates and four starfighters are assaulting a heavy frigate and two medium frigates. The assaulting forces are extremely quick: that’s how they overwhelmed them so quickly. Be careful, Commander.”

“As always. Open the launch doors.”

The four fighters, Three Riptides and one Waverunner, a crude form of a missile boat, launched from the Ocean’s Pride. The Ocean’s Pride took after the light freighter, while the Riptides flew for the starfighters.

“Jalina, surge ahead of us and distract them. If they come for you, put them into a series of loops and turns. We will be after them shortly. Blue four?

“Yes sir?”

“As soon as you acquire a target, alert us, then fire. We will evacuate. You are our key person, so don’t mess up.”

“Yes sir.”

“Ok group, on my mark, lets go!”

Jalina surged forward, passing the two other Riptides. She fired off a couple of wild shots. They had no intention of hitting the enemy, just to get their attention. And it did just that. The four other starfighters forgot their intended target and flew for Jalina. Silvas and Neevar took after the fighters on her tail.

“Great work Jalina. Now loop around and head towards us. At the last moment, break up. We will hit them in the crossfire for a brief moment, hopefully destroying some. Execute... Now!”

In a series of loops and twists, Jalina brought her Riptide to bear in a straight line for her team. Within a couple of seconds she pulled up, exposing the formation of smugglers to her teammates. The other two Riptides fired off shots at the enemy, destroying one completely and seriously wounding another. The remaining two smugglers split; one headed for Jalina, and the other went after Silvas. Silvas and Jalina flew brilliantly, but one of the smugglers got off a lucky shot and tore through one of the Jalina's wings.

“I’ve been hit!”

“Neevar! Go help Jalina if you can! I can handle this last fighter!”

“Are you sure, sir?”

“Yes! Go help her!”

“This is Blue 4! I have a positive lock on your enemy, Commander!”

“Ok, I’ll head towards you. Fire the missile.”

“Yes sir.”

“Hang on Jalina! I’m coming to help you!

In the few tense moments of the battle, Silvas turned his ship around for Blue 4, and Jalina turned for Neevar. Neevar headed towards Jalina, pushing the capabilities of the Riptide to the limit. In a few quick seconds, Neevar lined up behind the smuggler and destroyed the fighter. As Jalina and Neevar headed back towards the Ocean’s Pride, Silvas and Blue 4 tangled with the last remaining smuggler.

“Missile fired, sir! It’s heading strait towards you.”

“Acknowledged.”

Silvas waited for the last moment until the missile came, then he pulled up. The unsuspecting smuggler never knew what had hit him, and the fighter erupted into a brilliant display of explosions and fire, until all the oxygen was burned up in the vastness of space and disappeared.

“What is the situation, Ocean’s Pride?”

“Situation is under control. The smuggler freighter left as soon as we began our attacking run. The other ships are fine, and we are to escort them to the planet. We will be ready to pick you up after you are finished.”

“Thank you. And good job, everyone. This was a good test for us... Jalina, how are you?”

“She’s inside the Ocean’s Pride, Sir. She's fine.

“Good. I’ll be there in a second.”

Silvas headed towards the Heavy freighter, and after a tiring day, retired to his quarters. He needed to sleep, and for a long time.

Creator: Miccu_Resea (Mike)

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