[color=ed1c24][h2][center]Ven-000417 "Red Draigon"[/center][/h2][/color] 

"Incoming!" HotShot yelled through the sound of battle. He dodged another volley of enemy attacks before shooting a droid fighter out of the sky. The 417th fleet was in an arrowhead shaped formation with the Draigon at the tip of the spear. The formation had forced the enemy to split their fleet in two when they jumped in the system. If the enemy fleet wasn't twice the size of their own, the 417th would have quite the advantage in the space battle. As it was now it would be a hard fight.

"Watch it HotShot, you've got one on your six." Dog called over the squadcomm. HotShot rolled out of the way and his friend blew the enemy out of the sky. 

On the Draigon Admiral Cieria stood in the communications room next to the bridge talking to Commander Blue on the holotable. "I need you to send us some air support. We're losing too many clones down here and the enemy has us surrounded." The clone said. He stood there in holograph form with his helmet tucked under his arm.

"Commander we can't spare anything, the Separatists reinforcements have entered the system. If we don't hold the line you'll have even more droids to worry about." She said after making a face. The clone wasn't even trying to follow standard protocol. TO be fair he was also in the middle of a fight. 

"You don't have any..." Whatever he was going to say was drowned out by an explosion on his side. Cieria saw him throw on his helmet and run back towards the battle before the transmission was cut. She stood staring at the holotable for awhile wondering if she could spare a bomber squadron to help the forces on the ground. Her internal question was answered when the ship rocked from an enemy attack. 

She ran back to the bridge to see the battle before her. Hundreds of red and blue laser bolts passed through space obliterating both Separatist and Republic vessels. Captain Proto ran around the bridge barking orders to the men. Luckily Engineer Salen and his men had the weapons and shield running at peak efficiency. 

"Captain, inform the fleet to hold formation. Let the enemy come to us." She yelled across the bridge to her first mate. He nodded and followed her orders. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a Separatist frigate explode followed by a yell from Dog over the comm. She made another face. Apparently nobody was following protocol today. 

The Droid ships advanced from across the skies rapidly. Within minutes the battle was a close quarters naval engagement. The Admiral grimaced after the ship got hit by another attack. The battle was only just beginning.