Alpha Squadron Chapter Two

Back on the bridge of the battlecruiser, Fate of Endor, Admiral Tareg watches at the view screen as he witnesses the damage caused by the Confederate fleet. Knowing that the annihilation of his fleet is imminent having being outgunned and outnumbered, he was prepared to throw everything away and give his final order.

"Sir, we've lost the destroyers Samir, Eye of Horus and Pillar of Reconciliation," Lieutenant Mitchell report.

"Incoming hail from the Confederate fleet," the communications officer called out.

"On screen," Tareg replied.

"Admiral Tareg, it has been a long while has it not?"

"Kreacher. What do you want?"

"Simply I just want you to surrender and have your entire fleet stand down. Too much blood has been spilled today," Kreacher said.

"You know that is not going to happen, Kreacher," Tareg replied angrily.

"Then you left me no choice. Prepare the Thalos Cannons. Target the Fate of Endor," Kreacher shouted to his crew as the communications is cut.

Admiral Tareg notes that the end is nigh and desperately orders the evacuation of his ship.

"All hands, this is Admiral Tareg. Initiate ship-wide evacuation. All hands evacuate the ship," Tareg called out to the intercom.

"That means all of you too," as he said that to the the bridge crew.

"No sir, we're with you," a young ensign called out.

"Sir, it's been an honor to serve with you. Please allow us to die alongside you too," another young officer called out as he gave the salute to Admiral Tareg.

Tareg looked around as he sees the entire bridge crew will not move away from their station. He gave a gentle smile and return the salute.

"All right, we have 2 minutes until their Thalos cannons get fully charged. In the meantime let's do as much damage as possible to their ship and give the rest of the crew a surviving chance."

The Fate of Endor itself started rushing through the wreckage at full speed. Charging through the enemy lines to try to take out the enemy capital ship.

"Sir, incoming message from The Defiant," the communications officer spoke out.

"Maintain course, ensign," Tareg said to the helmsman. "On screen"

"Admiral, what are your orders sir?" a young commander asked.

"Commander, this is the end of the Fate of Endor, we will hold the fire while you take the rest of the fleet and get to Banar sector. I need you to report to the high command. Tell them Selar sector has been overrun and the Fate of Endor is lost. I want you to get out of here as soon as possible, do I make myself clear, commander?" Tareg said out to the young commander.

"Yes sir. Admiral Tareg, it's been an honor serving with you," the young commander said as he gave his final salute.

"Good, Tareg out," Tareg said as the screen reverts back to the battle.

Continuing their fire, the Fate of Endor constantly takes damage from enemy fire. Tareg thinks to himself that a charge at the capital ship would severely cripple the enemy fleet and decides to crash the Fate of Endor directly at the capital ship.

"Sir, they're firing their Thalos cannons."

Thinking that it is now hopeless, Tareg ordered all weapons to concentrate fire on the Thalos cannons. Just then, a huge explosion comes from the enemy capital ship as their Thalos cannon loses power followed by a series of explosions from the inside. Within seconds the entire ship exploded creating a shock wave crippling all ships within the region.

The remainder of the enemy fleet realizing, that they had just lost their capital ship and half their fleet quickly retreated. The Fate of Endor, suffering heavy damages lies among the wreckage.