[h3]Mekhar Space[/h3]

"Imperial ships!" shouted one of the officers

"Evasive manuvers, full power to engines!" shouted the captain "Spin up the FTL drive! get us-" His sentence was cut short from a heavy slug slamming into the cruiser jarring the ship. Officers returned to their stations rapidly, well trained pirates who has been in many a fight. The imperial vessels hailed them but the captain dismissed the message, it was unimportant. "Engineering! Power!"

"76% use! FTL and Engines full!"

"ECM, And 1 rail!"

"yesir"

The Gargan ship began piping confusing signals into space, desperately trying to foul up sensors and comms of the imperial ships. It was a hopeless endeavor. The newer Imperial designs had no trouble sifting through the signals and finding their quarry. as the Gargan ship got up to speed the heavy slugs found their mark less often and the pilot making an irratic and unpredictable course managed to keep any hits to minor glancing blows. The one powered rail on the Cruiser fired on the faster interceptors making them keep their distance. 

"FTL Drive!" 

"55%"

He knew once the huge battle ship decided to lock their position and destroy them it would only take one volley and they would at best be crippled or totally destroyed. He knew they would not give them the time they needed to fire the FTL drive. he needed something, just something to give him a moment to get the edge. Just then the mekhar ship blasted the area with energy fouling any targeting they had.

"Sir the Mekhar beamed us a message! Target to Target laser."

The captain did not miss a beat, or exploit the advantage given to him. "full burn away, keep that FTL spinning" he said before directing his attenion to the message.

[quote]Meet us where the Triangulum origins, near the great abyss. We will be inspecting your actions from now on.[/quote]

What the hell did that mean... He stared at the message for several long seconds before the Imperial ships began getting themselves back into the fight. Triangulum origin... Great abyss... Origin... center, abyss... black hole? Abyss... galactic edge? The captain ground his teeth willing the message to make more sense. They are too far from the Galactic edge, it must be the center. 

"FTL 95%" shouted engineering "Destination?"

"The core" said the captain, it was a dangerous and chaotic place where the massive gravity of a black hole and millions of stars skewed calculations. Even the massive Gargan computer banks had great difficulty calculating jumps in the core. The captain hoped that maybe the Imperial vessels would have a more difficult time and hesitate to follow. 

Before the Imperial vessels locked in their targeting the Gargan vessel dropped into FTL and left the Imperials in their wake on a long jump deep into the core.