Kamjin raced to the controls and set the shields to cycle and recharge. That would buy them a few precious moments. DarkHawk activated his comm, “Vel, cease fire. We have taken control of the Geta. Repeat, we have control of the Geta.”
Static was his only response. Kamjin looked up from the displays, “DarkHawk, they’re not going to answer you.” He keyed the comm chatter to the speaker. A dozen overlapping communications fought for attention.
“…Urgent support bzzt abominations. fizz crystals prodding from their…crackle they appear unstoppable.”
The three Sith looked at each other and closed their eyes. Feeling the currents of the Force, Kamjin connected them together as they probed through the wonders of the galaxy. Within moments they felt them on the ship…on the planet. The tortured cries of creatures corrupted by an unknown and insidious energy. The three were at once repulsed by it and coveted to possess it themselves.
“DarkHawk, Raist, get to the ships. We’re needed on the surface,” Kamjin said as his fingers danced over the Interdictors controls.
“Sir, why,” DarkHawk asked confused for the moment.
“We’re needed on the surface. The battle has not yet been decided there,” Kamjin said. Raist pulled out his comm and started issuing orders for the boarders to prepare to disembark.
“Sir, if we leave now who’s going to secure the Geta?” DarkHawk asked.
“I just did,” Kamjin replied as he activated the series of orders he had entered into the ship’s console. Warning klaxons exploded to life.
A metallic voice intoned, “Collusion course set. Impact in two minutes and counting.”
“What did you do?” Raist said in disbelief staring at the Elder.
“I finished this. The Vel isn’t going to suspect this move, the Geta no longer is going to serve a purpose as we’re going to need any and all ships possible to get into the system now. So let’s move it people, the chronometer is running,” Kamjin said as he rushed off the bridge.
“Let’s go, Raist. He’s gotten us through this much of it,” DarkHawk said as he raced after the Elder.
As Raist raced into the hangar most of the boarding craft had already begun to take off. Kamjin and DarkHawk beckoned him from the open transport ramp. “Come on,” Kamjin yelled.
Raist leapt onto the ramp as the transport took off. Raist fell forward as the ship dove immediately after clearing the docking bay magnetic shield. Despite not having a viewport they knew the moment the Geta connected with the Vel. They could almost hear the tearing of metal as the ships ripped into each other before they were shaken by the explosion.
Kamjin clawed his way forward with the suspended hand holds to get to the cockpit. “Set us down outside of Tipool City. That’s where they’re going to need us,” he said.
In the rear, Raist leaned into DarkHawk and asked, “What do you mean of his Elder?”
“Sir, I don’t know. He’s crashed two ships now and he’s taking us down into the thick of another fight. But I will tell you this; I’m glad he’s on our side,” DarkHawk smiled as his clasped Raist on the shoulder. “Come on, let’s get ready for the next fight.”