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Cast-
Gold Leader- Luke Sibswalker
Gold 1- Ev][L-Dark
Red Leader – Cooky Antilles
Red 1 – Strafex
Blue Leader – Tiltawhirl
Millenium Falcon – AfroJoe Solo
PREPARE FOR ATTACK
The rebel forces buckled up for the ride of their lives. Many thought quite rightly that this could be the last journey they would make, and knew it was their last chance to make a better galaxy for the people. The tyrannical rule of the Imperial forces had to be ended. The newly operational Death Star was ready to destroy whole planets at the flick of a button.
The Elites wished each other good luck in this most perilous of missions. The fleet of X-wing fighters then jetted off, into the blackness of space.
FIRST WAVE
“Here they come!” Cooky Antilles, Sibswalkers childhood friend spoke down the com channel. The first wave of Ties screeched by.
“Open up your wings boys, we’ve got company” Said Luke Sibswalker over the com channel as the X-wings opened their wings into firing position, and they slowed to a combat pace. Green and red laser fire filled the air like a deadly neon display in the night sky. Ties floated away and exploded.
“Gold 1, get this guy off me!” Tiltawhirl yelled.
“Yes sir, Blue Leader” Ev][L~Dark replied. Three deadly beams shot into the Tie fighter, blowing the two wing panels, and sending it careering into an incoming Tie squadron.
“All Teams, Report in!” Sibswalker demanded.
“Red Leader here. I’m OK” Cooky Antilles replied.
“Gold 1 checking in, Gold Leader.” Ev][L~Dark informed Sibs.
“Blue Leader here. We’ve lost too many Gold Leader!” Tiltawhirl breathlessly stated.
THE ASSAULT
The grey sphere loomed in the distance. The Death Star.
“Red 1, Check the area.” Sibs ordered.
“Affirmative Gold Leader” came Strafexs reply. His thermal targetting computer picked up balls of energy forming at the Death Stars main cannon. “Holy ****! Scatter!” Strafex shouted.
In unison, the X-Wings flew off at angles, just as a huge beam shot through their ranks.
“ARGHHHH”
“That’s the last of my team down” came the sorrowful voice of Blue Leader, Tiltawhirl.
“We’re going in hard and fast people. No mercy!” Sibswalker was an inspiring leader. The X-Wings closed the wings, and shot through space at incredible speed.
“NOW!” Came Sibswalkers yell. All the X-wings opened up their wings once again, and opened fire on nearby turrets. Laser fire rained down, and ravaged the Death Stars surface with explosions, and small craters. But this minor exterior damage could do nothing to stop the Death Star. There was only one way to stop it. Destroy it from the inside out.
“Red team, I want you on the turrets!”
“Affirmative” came the reply from Cooky Antilles and Strafex.
“Blue team try to hold off the Ties will you?”
“I’ll try, but the rest of Blue team is gone.” Answered Tiltawhirl.
“We need those Y-wing bombers here soon” Sibswalker stated.
“What about me Gold Leader?” It was Ev][L~Dark.
“I need you to watch my back Gold 1” Sibswalker replied. “I’m going into the trench!”
THE TRENCHRUN
Sibswalker closed the wings of his X-wing, trying to get up enough speed to dodge the laser fire. Ev][L~Dark did the same, and followed the lead of Sibswalker. Cooky Antilles and Strafex flew either side of the trench, clearing them of turrets as best they could. Strafex took aim at the next turret in line, and fired. The shot went into the turret, but no explosion. It was too late. Strafex had no time to fire again. His bottom left wing smashed into the top of the turret, tearing both apart. Warning beeps rang throughout the X-Wing.
“I’m in trouble!” yelled Strafex.
“Get out of here Red 1! I’ll take care of the rest!” Cooky Antilles had lost enough brave men today.
Strafex flew off, back to base. But Ties were tailing him.
“Can anyone hear me? I’ve taken severe damage. I need assistance!”
“We copy you Red 1” came an unfamiliar voice. At that moment the bomber squadron of Y-wings came into view. They charged up their powerful laser shot and fired at the three Ties. A volley of energy hit each one and they exploded in a ball of flame.
“Almost there!” Sibswalker said as he brought down the targeting computer. “Closing fast!”
“I can’t take all these turrets Gold Leader!” Cooky Antilles yelled.
“Just a little longer Cooky!” Sibs pleaded.
*BEEP BEEP* the targeting computer had locked on the pipe, and Sibswalker let loose with two photon torpedoes. Sibswalker pulled up sharply.
“NO!” Ev][L~Dark yelled. “They didn’t go in!”
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY
“Come in all teams. Backup is here. We will take care of the turrets. Just keep those Ties off our backs.” It was the Y-wing squadron leader.
“Affirmative” Sibswalker replied. “All fighters, go for the Ties. Keep our bombers in the sky people! I’m going back into the trench. We need to take this overgrown moon out!”
“I’ll back you up,” said Ev][L~Dark.
“No, we need you on the Ties” Sibswalker replied firmly.
“But you’ll have no backup” Ev][L~Dark reasoned.
“I said no. Don’t worry about me”
Ev][L~Dark grudgingly complied with the order, but was worried for Sibswalker. With no one watching his back he was a sitting duck.
The Y-wings destroyed countless turrets, and the bombs did some serious damage. Meanwhile what was left of the X-wing fighters took on legions of Tie fighters in deadly dogfights. But there were too many, and even as the Elite squadron of remaining X-wing pilots fought valiantly to protect the Y-wings, Y-wing pilots were being shot to oblivion. The fighter pilots were lost for words at the bravery of the Y-wing pilots, as many flew directly into turrets if they had taken too much damage, rather than trying to escape the battle alive.
USE THE FORCE
Sibswalker was down in the trench again, speeding along hoping any Ties wouldn’t notice him, and that all the turrets would be gone. But his luck was about to run out. A group of three Tie fighters sped towards him from the back of the trench. Sinswalker tried to increase the speed of his trusty X-wing, but he was going as fast as possible already. The group closed on him.
“I need back up. Quick. Can anyone take care of it?”
“I’m on it.” Both Cooky Antilles, and Ev][L~Dark replied simultaneously.
“Get all the bombers out of here, they’ve done all they can!” Tiltawhirl ordered the bombers leader.
“Affirmative Blue leader” came the reply from bomber squadrons leader.
As the three craft closed on Sibswalker he realised one was different. It was Goatboy Vaders ship. Even as Cooky Antilles and Ev][L~Dark raced to save Sibswalker, Goatboy Vader murmured “I have you now, Sibswalker.”
The sight locked on. The light flashed red. Goatboy Vader slowly pulled the trigger. Suddenly a green flash filled his view.
“YEE-HAW! Lets blow this thing and get outta here kid!” It was AfroJoe Solo, in the Millennium Falcon. Goatboy Vader coughed as he sailed through space. AfroJoe Solo took another shot, hitting one of the other tailing Tie fighters, and it was direct hit. The fighter exploded, and the force hurled the second into the side of the trench.
Sinswalker had a clear run. He put the targeting computer down. But then he heard a voice “Use the Force… Sibswalker… Use the force”
“Cooky shut up!” Sibswalker yelled.
The targeting computer locked on for the second time, and the Photon torpedoes fired. They were a direct hit.
“Get the hell outta here guys!” Sibswalker yelled to his comrades.
The Elite Squadron flew back to base, and AfroJoe Solos co-pilot, the Wookie Monster Chewbacca let out a cry of joy.
The End…
CREDITS…
Elite Squadron…
Sibs- Luke Sibswalker (Gold Leader)
Ev][L~Dark – Gold One
Cooky – Cooky Antilles (Red Leader)
Strafex – Red One
Tiltawhirl – Blue Leader
AfroJoe – AfroJoe Solo
Cameos…
Wookie Monster – Chewbacca
Goatboy – Goatboy Vader
PS. Any likeness to characters and/or battle ship names of popular film franchises are purely coincidental.
Gold Leader- Luke Sibswalker
Gold 1- Ev][L-Dark
Red Leader – Cooky Antilles
Red 1 – Strafex
Blue Leader – Tiltawhirl
Millenium Falcon – AfroJoe Solo
PREPARE FOR ATTACK
The rebel forces buckled up for the ride of their lives. Many thought quite rightly that this could be the last journey they would make, and knew it was their last chance to make a better galaxy for the people. The tyrannical rule of the Imperial forces had to be ended. The newly operational Death Star was ready to destroy whole planets at the flick of a button.
The Elites wished each other good luck in this most perilous of missions. The fleet of X-wing fighters then jetted off, into the blackness of space.
FIRST WAVE
“Here they come!” Cooky Antilles, Sibswalkers childhood friend spoke down the com channel. The first wave of Ties screeched by.
“Open up your wings boys, we’ve got company” Said Luke Sibswalker over the com channel as the X-wings opened their wings into firing position, and they slowed to a combat pace. Green and red laser fire filled the air like a deadly neon display in the night sky. Ties floated away and exploded.
“Gold 1, get this guy off me!” Tiltawhirl yelled.
“Yes sir, Blue Leader” Ev][L~Dark replied. Three deadly beams shot into the Tie fighter, blowing the two wing panels, and sending it careering into an incoming Tie squadron.
“All Teams, Report in!” Sibswalker demanded.
“Red Leader here. I’m OK” Cooky Antilles replied.
“Gold 1 checking in, Gold Leader.” Ev][L~Dark informed Sibs.
“Blue Leader here. We’ve lost too many Gold Leader!” Tiltawhirl breathlessly stated.
THE ASSAULT
The grey sphere loomed in the distance. The Death Star.
“Red 1, Check the area.” Sibs ordered.
“Affirmative Gold Leader” came Strafexs reply. His thermal targetting computer picked up balls of energy forming at the Death Stars main cannon. “Holy ****! Scatter!” Strafex shouted.
In unison, the X-Wings flew off at angles, just as a huge beam shot through their ranks.
“ARGHHHH”
“That’s the last of my team down” came the sorrowful voice of Blue Leader, Tiltawhirl.
“We’re going in hard and fast people. No mercy!” Sibswalker was an inspiring leader. The X-Wings closed the wings, and shot through space at incredible speed.
“NOW!” Came Sibswalkers yell. All the X-wings opened up their wings once again, and opened fire on nearby turrets. Laser fire rained down, and ravaged the Death Stars surface with explosions, and small craters. But this minor exterior damage could do nothing to stop the Death Star. There was only one way to stop it. Destroy it from the inside out.
“Red team, I want you on the turrets!”
“Affirmative” came the reply from Cooky Antilles and Strafex.
“Blue team try to hold off the Ties will you?”
“I’ll try, but the rest of Blue team is gone.” Answered Tiltawhirl.
“We need those Y-wing bombers here soon” Sibswalker stated.
“What about me Gold Leader?” It was Ev][L~Dark.
“I need you to watch my back Gold 1” Sibswalker replied. “I’m going into the trench!”
THE TRENCHRUN
Sibswalker closed the wings of his X-wing, trying to get up enough speed to dodge the laser fire. Ev][L~Dark did the same, and followed the lead of Sibswalker. Cooky Antilles and Strafex flew either side of the trench, clearing them of turrets as best they could. Strafex took aim at the next turret in line, and fired. The shot went into the turret, but no explosion. It was too late. Strafex had no time to fire again. His bottom left wing smashed into the top of the turret, tearing both apart. Warning beeps rang throughout the X-Wing.
“I’m in trouble!” yelled Strafex.
“Get out of here Red 1! I’ll take care of the rest!” Cooky Antilles had lost enough brave men today.
Strafex flew off, back to base. But Ties were tailing him.
“Can anyone hear me? I’ve taken severe damage. I need assistance!”
“We copy you Red 1” came an unfamiliar voice. At that moment the bomber squadron of Y-wings came into view. They charged up their powerful laser shot and fired at the three Ties. A volley of energy hit each one and they exploded in a ball of flame.
“Almost there!” Sibswalker said as he brought down the targeting computer. “Closing fast!”
“I can’t take all these turrets Gold Leader!” Cooky Antilles yelled.
“Just a little longer Cooky!” Sibs pleaded.
*BEEP BEEP* the targeting computer had locked on the pipe, and Sibswalker let loose with two photon torpedoes. Sibswalker pulled up sharply.
“NO!” Ev][L~Dark yelled. “They didn’t go in!”
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY
“Come in all teams. Backup is here. We will take care of the turrets. Just keep those Ties off our backs.” It was the Y-wing squadron leader.
“Affirmative” Sibswalker replied. “All fighters, go for the Ties. Keep our bombers in the sky people! I’m going back into the trench. We need to take this overgrown moon out!”
“I’ll back you up,” said Ev][L~Dark.
“No, we need you on the Ties” Sibswalker replied firmly.
“But you’ll have no backup” Ev][L~Dark reasoned.
“I said no. Don’t worry about me”
Ev][L~Dark grudgingly complied with the order, but was worried for Sibswalker. With no one watching his back he was a sitting duck.
The Y-wings destroyed countless turrets, and the bombs did some serious damage. Meanwhile what was left of the X-wing fighters took on legions of Tie fighters in deadly dogfights. But there were too many, and even as the Elite squadron of remaining X-wing pilots fought valiantly to protect the Y-wings, Y-wing pilots were being shot to oblivion. The fighter pilots were lost for words at the bravery of the Y-wing pilots, as many flew directly into turrets if they had taken too much damage, rather than trying to escape the battle alive.
USE THE FORCE
Sibswalker was down in the trench again, speeding along hoping any Ties wouldn’t notice him, and that all the turrets would be gone. But his luck was about to run out. A group of three Tie fighters sped towards him from the back of the trench. Sinswalker tried to increase the speed of his trusty X-wing, but he was going as fast as possible already. The group closed on him.
“I need back up. Quick. Can anyone take care of it?”
“I’m on it.” Both Cooky Antilles, and Ev][L~Dark replied simultaneously.
“Get all the bombers out of here, they’ve done all they can!” Tiltawhirl ordered the bombers leader.
“Affirmative Blue leader” came the reply from bomber squadrons leader.
As the three craft closed on Sibswalker he realised one was different. It was Goatboy Vaders ship. Even as Cooky Antilles and Ev][L~Dark raced to save Sibswalker, Goatboy Vader murmured “I have you now, Sibswalker.”
The sight locked on. The light flashed red. Goatboy Vader slowly pulled the trigger. Suddenly a green flash filled his view.
“YEE-HAW! Lets blow this thing and get outta here kid!” It was AfroJoe Solo, in the Millennium Falcon. Goatboy Vader coughed as he sailed through space. AfroJoe Solo took another shot, hitting one of the other tailing Tie fighters, and it was direct hit. The fighter exploded, and the force hurled the second into the side of the trench.
Sinswalker had a clear run. He put the targeting computer down. But then he heard a voice “Use the Force… Sibswalker… Use the force”
“Cooky shut up!” Sibswalker yelled.
The targeting computer locked on for the second time, and the Photon torpedoes fired. They were a direct hit.
“Get the hell outta here guys!” Sibswalker yelled to his comrades.
The Elite Squadron flew back to base, and AfroJoe Solos co-pilot, the Wookie Monster Chewbacca let out a cry of joy.
The End…
CREDITS…
Elite Squadron…
Sibs- Luke Sibswalker (Gold Leader)
Ev][L~Dark – Gold One
Cooky – Cooky Antilles (Red Leader)
Strafex – Red One
Tiltawhirl – Blue Leader
AfroJoe – AfroJoe Solo
Cameos…
Wookie Monster – Chewbacca
Goatboy – Goatboy Vader
PS. Any likeness to characters and/or battle ship names of popular film franchises are purely coincidental.
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Sibs is great at stories like this.
He did one a long while back based on the people who asked to be a "Nintendo Elite". It was based around a deathmatch type thing in the Felicity level on Perfect Dark.
He did one a long while back based on the people who asked to be a "Nintendo Elite". It was based around a deathmatch type thing in the Felicity level on Perfect Dark.
hahaha!
Well Done.
Well Done.
LOL.
Good story Sibs.
Good story Sibs.
Lol!
'Factor 3.5, the Uzbeki equivelent - Sign us up, and we will hand over 57 suspected Muslim terrrorists!
he he...
maybe we could have a game made by a cheap imitation (a bit like the story eh? ;-D) 'Factor 3.5'
:D
maybe we could have a game made by a cheap imitation (a bit like the story eh? ;-D) 'Factor 3.5'
:D
Nice one - Now if only Factor 5 can be convinced....
Don't forget me! - Cyclotron - The new Super Imperial weapon - DIE REBEL SCUM!!! AGGHHHHHHH - ADFAFGDFA SSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHSHHSS.............oh well, another Imperial 'Super Weapon' with one fatal flaw (beautiful women) is destroyed.....
;-)
Don't forget me! - Cyclotron - The new Super Imperial weapon - DIE REBEL SCUM!!! AGGHHHHHHH - ADFAFGDFA SSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHSHHSS.............oh well, another Imperial 'Super Weapon' with one fatal flaw (beautiful women) is destroyed.....
;-)
Cast-
Gold Leader- Luke Sibswalker
Gold 1- Ev][L-Dark
Red Leader – Cooky Antilles
Red 1 – Strafex
Blue Leader – Tiltawhirl
Millenium Falcon – AfroJoe Solo
PREPARE FOR ATTACK
The rebel forces buckled up for the ride of their lives. Many thought quite rightly that this could be the last journey they would make, and knew it was their last chance to make a better galaxy for the people. The tyrannical rule of the Imperial forces had to be ended. The newly operational Death Star was ready to destroy whole planets at the flick of a button.
The Elites wished each other good luck in this most perilous of missions. The fleet of X-wing fighters then jetted off, into the blackness of space.
FIRST WAVE
“Here they come!” Cooky Antilles, Sibswalkers childhood friend spoke down the com channel. The first wave of Ties screeched by.
“Open up your wings boys, we’ve got company” Said Luke Sibswalker over the com channel as the X-wings opened their wings into firing position, and they slowed to a combat pace. Green and red laser fire filled the air like a deadly neon display in the night sky. Ties floated away and exploded.
“Gold 1, get this guy off me!” Tiltawhirl yelled.
“Yes sir, Blue Leader” Ev][L~Dark replied. Three deadly beams shot into the Tie fighter, blowing the two wing panels, and sending it careering into an incoming Tie squadron.
“All Teams, Report in!” Sibswalker demanded.
“Red Leader here. I’m OK” Cooky Antilles replied.
“Gold 1 checking in, Gold Leader.” Ev][L~Dark informed Sibs.
“Blue Leader here. We’ve lost too many Gold Leader!” Tiltawhirl breathlessly stated.
THE ASSAULT
The grey sphere loomed in the distance. The Death Star.
“Red 1, Check the area.” Sibs ordered.
“Affirmative Gold Leader” came Strafexs reply. His thermal targetting computer picked up balls of energy forming at the Death Stars main cannon. “Holy ****! Scatter!” Strafex shouted.
In unison, the X-Wings flew off at angles, just as a huge beam shot through their ranks.
“ARGHHHH”
“That’s the last of my team down” came the sorrowful voice of Blue Leader, Tiltawhirl.
“We’re going in hard and fast people. No mercy!” Sibswalker was an inspiring leader. The X-Wings closed the wings, and shot through space at incredible speed.
“NOW!” Came Sibswalkers yell. All the X-wings opened up their wings once again, and opened fire on nearby turrets. Laser fire rained down, and ravaged the Death Stars surface with explosions, and small craters. But this minor exterior damage could do nothing to stop the Death Star. There was only one way to stop it. Destroy it from the inside out.
“Red team, I want you on the turrets!”
“Affirmative” came the reply from Cooky Antilles and Strafex.
“Blue team try to hold off the Ties will you?”
“I’ll try, but the rest of Blue team is gone.” Answered Tiltawhirl.
“We need those Y-wing bombers here soon” Sibswalker stated.
“What about me Gold Leader?” It was Ev][L~Dark.
“I need you to watch my back Gold 1” Sibswalker replied. “I’m going into the trench!”
THE TRENCHRUN
Sibswalker closed the wings of his X-wing, trying to get up enough speed to dodge the laser fire. Ev][L~Dark did the same, and followed the lead of Sibswalker. Cooky Antilles and Strafex flew either side of the trench, clearing them of turrets as best they could. Strafex took aim at the next turret in line, and fired. The shot went into the turret, but no explosion. It was too late. Strafex had no time to fire again. His bottom left wing smashed into the top of the turret, tearing both apart. Warning beeps rang throughout the X-Wing.
“I’m in trouble!” yelled Strafex.
“Get out of here Red 1! I’ll take care of the rest!” Cooky Antilles had lost enough brave men today.
Strafex flew off, back to base. But Ties were tailing him.
“Can anyone hear me? I’ve taken severe damage. I need assistance!”
“We copy you Red 1” came an unfamiliar voice. At that moment the bomber squadron of Y-wings came into view. They charged up their powerful laser shot and fired at the three Ties. A volley of energy hit each one and they exploded in a ball of flame.
“Almost there!” Sibswalker said as he brought down the targeting computer. “Closing fast!”
“I can’t take all these turrets Gold Leader!” Cooky Antilles yelled.
“Just a little longer Cooky!” Sibs pleaded.
*BEEP BEEP* the targeting computer had locked on the pipe, and Sibswalker let loose with two photon torpedoes. Sibswalker pulled up sharply.
“NO!” Ev][L~Dark yelled. “They didn’t go in!”
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY
“Come in all teams. Backup is here. We will take care of the turrets. Just keep those Ties off our backs.” It was the Y-wing squadron leader.
“Affirmative” Sibswalker replied. “All fighters, go for the Ties. Keep our bombers in the sky people! I’m going back into the trench. We need to take this overgrown moon out!”
“I’ll back you up,” said Ev][L~Dark.
“No, we need you on the Ties” Sibswalker replied firmly.
“But you’ll have no backup” Ev][L~Dark reasoned.
“I said no. Don’t worry about me”
Ev][L~Dark grudgingly complied with the order, but was worried for Sibswalker. With no one watching his back he was a sitting duck.
The Y-wings destroyed countless turrets, and the bombs did some serious damage. Meanwhile what was left of the X-wing fighters took on legions of Tie fighters in deadly dogfights. But there were too many, and even as the Elite squadron of remaining X-wing pilots fought valiantly to protect the Y-wings, Y-wing pilots were being shot to oblivion. The fighter pilots were lost for words at the bravery of the Y-wing pilots, as many flew directly into turrets if they had taken too much damage, rather than trying to escape the battle alive.
USE THE FORCE
Sibswalker was down in the trench again, speeding along hoping any Ties wouldn’t notice him, and that all the turrets would be gone. But his luck was about to run out. A group of three Tie fighters sped towards him from the back of the trench. Sinswalker tried to increase the speed of his trusty X-wing, but he was going as fast as possible already. The group closed on him.
“I need back up. Quick. Can anyone take care of it?”
“I’m on it.” Both Cooky Antilles, and Ev][L~Dark replied simultaneously.
“Get all the bombers out of here, they’ve done all they can!” Tiltawhirl ordered the bombers leader.
“Affirmative Blue leader” came the reply from bomber squadrons leader.
As the three craft closed on Sibswalker he realised one was different. It was Goatboy Vaders ship. Even as Cooky Antilles and Ev][L~Dark raced to save Sibswalker, Goatboy Vader murmured “I have you now, Sibswalker.”
The sight locked on. The light flashed red. Goatboy Vader slowly pulled the trigger. Suddenly a green flash filled his view.
“YEE-HAW! Lets blow this thing and get outta here kid!” It was AfroJoe Solo, in the Millennium Falcon. Goatboy Vader coughed as he sailed through space. AfroJoe Solo took another shot, hitting one of the other tailing Tie fighters, and it was direct hit. The fighter exploded, and the force hurled the second into the side of the trench.
Sinswalker had a clear run. He put the targeting computer down. But then he heard a voice “Use the Force… Sibswalker… Use the force”
“Cooky shut up!” Sibswalker yelled.
The targeting computer locked on for the second time, and the Photon torpedoes fired. They were a direct hit.
“Get the hell outta here guys!” Sibswalker yelled to his comrades.
The Elite Squadron flew back to base, and AfroJoe Solos co-pilot, the Wookie Monster Chewbacca let out a cry of joy.
The End…
CREDITS…
Elite Squadron…
Sibs- Luke Sibswalker (Gold Leader)
Ev][L~Dark – Gold One
Cooky – Cooky Antilles (Red Leader)
Strafex – Red One
Tiltawhirl – Blue Leader
AfroJoe – AfroJoe Solo
Cameos…
Wookie Monster – Chewbacca
Goatboy – Goatboy Vader
PS. Any likeness to characters and/or battle ship names of popular film franchises are purely coincidental.
Gold Leader- Luke Sibswalker
Gold 1- Ev][L-Dark
Red Leader – Cooky Antilles
Red 1 – Strafex
Blue Leader – Tiltawhirl
Millenium Falcon – AfroJoe Solo
PREPARE FOR ATTACK
The rebel forces buckled up for the ride of their lives. Many thought quite rightly that this could be the last journey they would make, and knew it was their last chance to make a better galaxy for the people. The tyrannical rule of the Imperial forces had to be ended. The newly operational Death Star was ready to destroy whole planets at the flick of a button.
The Elites wished each other good luck in this most perilous of missions. The fleet of X-wing fighters then jetted off, into the blackness of space.
FIRST WAVE
“Here they come!” Cooky Antilles, Sibswalkers childhood friend spoke down the com channel. The first wave of Ties screeched by.
“Open up your wings boys, we’ve got company” Said Luke Sibswalker over the com channel as the X-wings opened their wings into firing position, and they slowed to a combat pace. Green and red laser fire filled the air like a deadly neon display in the night sky. Ties floated away and exploded.
“Gold 1, get this guy off me!” Tiltawhirl yelled.
“Yes sir, Blue Leader” Ev][L~Dark replied. Three deadly beams shot into the Tie fighter, blowing the two wing panels, and sending it careering into an incoming Tie squadron.
“All Teams, Report in!” Sibswalker demanded.
“Red Leader here. I’m OK” Cooky Antilles replied.
“Gold 1 checking in, Gold Leader.” Ev][L~Dark informed Sibs.
“Blue Leader here. We’ve lost too many Gold Leader!” Tiltawhirl breathlessly stated.
THE ASSAULT
The grey sphere loomed in the distance. The Death Star.
“Red 1, Check the area.” Sibs ordered.
“Affirmative Gold Leader” came Strafexs reply. His thermal targetting computer picked up balls of energy forming at the Death Stars main cannon. “Holy ****! Scatter!” Strafex shouted.
In unison, the X-Wings flew off at angles, just as a huge beam shot through their ranks.
“ARGHHHH”
“That’s the last of my team down” came the sorrowful voice of Blue Leader, Tiltawhirl.
“We’re going in hard and fast people. No mercy!” Sibswalker was an inspiring leader. The X-Wings closed the wings, and shot through space at incredible speed.
“NOW!” Came Sibswalkers yell. All the X-wings opened up their wings once again, and opened fire on nearby turrets. Laser fire rained down, and ravaged the Death Stars surface with explosions, and small craters. But this minor exterior damage could do nothing to stop the Death Star. There was only one way to stop it. Destroy it from the inside out.
“Red team, I want you on the turrets!”
“Affirmative” came the reply from Cooky Antilles and Strafex.
“Blue team try to hold off the Ties will you?”
“I’ll try, but the rest of Blue team is gone.” Answered Tiltawhirl.
“We need those Y-wing bombers here soon” Sibswalker stated.
“What about me Gold Leader?” It was Ev][L~Dark.
“I need you to watch my back Gold 1” Sibswalker replied. “I’m going into the trench!”
THE TRENCHRUN
Sibswalker closed the wings of his X-wing, trying to get up enough speed to dodge the laser fire. Ev][L~Dark did the same, and followed the lead of Sibswalker. Cooky Antilles and Strafex flew either side of the trench, clearing them of turrets as best they could. Strafex took aim at the next turret in line, and fired. The shot went into the turret, but no explosion. It was too late. Strafex had no time to fire again. His bottom left wing smashed into the top of the turret, tearing both apart. Warning beeps rang throughout the X-Wing.
“I’m in trouble!” yelled Strafex.
“Get out of here Red 1! I’ll take care of the rest!” Cooky Antilles had lost enough brave men today.
Strafex flew off, back to base. But Ties were tailing him.
“Can anyone hear me? I’ve taken severe damage. I need assistance!”
“We copy you Red 1” came an unfamiliar voice. At that moment the bomber squadron of Y-wings came into view. They charged up their powerful laser shot and fired at the three Ties. A volley of energy hit each one and they exploded in a ball of flame.
“Almost there!” Sibswalker said as he brought down the targeting computer. “Closing fast!”
“I can’t take all these turrets Gold Leader!” Cooky Antilles yelled.
“Just a little longer Cooky!” Sibs pleaded.
*BEEP BEEP* the targeting computer had locked on the pipe, and Sibswalker let loose with two photon torpedoes. Sibswalker pulled up sharply.
“NO!” Ev][L~Dark yelled. “They didn’t go in!”
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY
“Come in all teams. Backup is here. We will take care of the turrets. Just keep those Ties off our backs.” It was the Y-wing squadron leader.
“Affirmative” Sibswalker replied. “All fighters, go for the Ties. Keep our bombers in the sky people! I’m going back into the trench. We need to take this overgrown moon out!”
“I’ll back you up,” said Ev][L~Dark.
“No, we need you on the Ties” Sibswalker replied firmly.
“But you’ll have no backup” Ev][L~Dark reasoned.
“I said no. Don’t worry about me”
Ev][L~Dark grudgingly complied with the order, but was worried for Sibswalker. With no one watching his back he was a sitting duck.
The Y-wings destroyed countless turrets, and the bombs did some serious damage. Meanwhile what was left of the X-wing fighters took on legions of Tie fighters in deadly dogfights. But there were too many, and even as the Elite squadron of remaining X-wing pilots fought valiantly to protect the Y-wings, Y-wing pilots were being shot to oblivion. The fighter pilots were lost for words at the bravery of the Y-wing pilots, as many flew directly into turrets if they had taken too much damage, rather than trying to escape the battle alive.
USE THE FORCE
Sibswalker was down in the trench again, speeding along hoping any Ties wouldn’t notice him, and that all the turrets would be gone. But his luck was about to run out. A group of three Tie fighters sped towards him from the back of the trench. Sinswalker tried to increase the speed of his trusty X-wing, but he was going as fast as possible already. The group closed on him.
“I need back up. Quick. Can anyone take care of it?”
“I’m on it.” Both Cooky Antilles, and Ev][L~Dark replied simultaneously.
“Get all the bombers out of here, they’ve done all they can!” Tiltawhirl ordered the bombers leader.
“Affirmative Blue leader” came the reply from bomber squadrons leader.
As the three craft closed on Sibswalker he realised one was different. It was Goatboy Vaders ship. Even as Cooky Antilles and Ev][L~Dark raced to save Sibswalker, Goatboy Vader murmured “I have you now, Sibswalker.”
The sight locked on. The light flashed red. Goatboy Vader slowly pulled the trigger. Suddenly a green flash filled his view.
“YEE-HAW! Lets blow this thing and get outta here kid!” It was AfroJoe Solo, in the Millennium Falcon. Goatboy Vader coughed as he sailed through space. AfroJoe Solo took another shot, hitting one of the other tailing Tie fighters, and it was direct hit. The fighter exploded, and the force hurled the second into the side of the trench.
Sinswalker had a clear run. He put the targeting computer down. But then he heard a voice “Use the Force… Sibswalker… Use the force”
“Cooky shut up!” Sibswalker yelled.
The targeting computer locked on for the second time, and the Photon torpedoes fired. They were a direct hit.
“Get the hell outta here guys!” Sibswalker yelled to his comrades.
The Elite Squadron flew back to base, and AfroJoe Solos co-pilot, the Wookie Monster Chewbacca let out a cry of joy.
The End…
CREDITS…
Elite Squadron…
Sibs- Luke Sibswalker (Gold Leader)
Ev][L~Dark – Gold One
Cooky – Cooky Antilles (Red Leader)
Strafex – Red One
Tiltawhirl – Blue Leader
AfroJoe – AfroJoe Solo
Cameos…
Wookie Monster – Chewbacca
Goatboy – Goatboy Vader
PS. Any likeness to characters and/or battle ship names of popular film franchises are purely coincidental.
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