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[b][i]Kuat[/i][/b]

	The shadow of the Imperial Super Star Destroyer Lazarus stretched across a section of the Kuat shipyards as the massive ship came between the space station and the planet's sun, sending the drive yard's defenses into a flurry of activity. For years, the shipyards had served the Empire, churning out some of the greatest war machines in the Imperial arsenal. However, following the death of the Emperor and the destruction of the Second Death Star, the New Republic “liberated” the planet and the ship yards that encircled the world. Shortly afterward, the shipyards began producing weapons for the fledgling government. 
	
	One such weapon was an experimental capital ship, similar in design to the famed MC80 Star Cruiser, only much larger in scale. The ship was rumored to be larger than a super star destroyer, and was armed with weapons that had the potential do decimate an enemy fleet on its own. Though those rumors were unsubstantiated, Admiral Kava and the Grand Imperium could not risk allowing the terrorists within the Rebel Alliance to acquire such a formidable weapon. Kava's goals were simple, first she would destroy the Rebel's new toy, and then her fleet would secure the shipyards for the Grand Imperium. Taking an asset such as these shipyards would give the Imperium a vital tool in rebuilding its arsenal while potentially delivering a crippling blow to the Rebels.

	From her position at the view port on the command deck, Admiral Kava watched as her forces struck key defense positions on the deck of the shipyards. Once the defense were inoperable, a contingent of walkers would be deployed on the surface to lend aid to the ground forces that would be sent in to secure the facilities. Of course, she was well aware that the Rebels would surely mount a counter attack, however, if her forces did their job, any resistance from the Rebels would be too little, too late. Thus far, Kava was pleased with the efficiency in which her forces struck, and was confident that the Rebels' new ship would be rubble, and the shipyards would be once again in the service of the Empire in no time.

	As Kava scanned the besieged ship yard, she spotted the target, the Super Mon Calamari capitol ship. A thin smile stretched across her face as she studied the vessel. She had to admit, it was an impressive ship, however, it mattered little, as she would see to it, that the craft would soon be little more than scrap.

“There.-” Kava said as she pointed at the ship. “Send a detachment of bombers to that ship. I want it destroyed.” Kava ordered. Moments later, a half a dozen TIE Bombers veered off from the rest of the fighters that were laying waste to the shipyards' defenses and made their way toward the New Republic's newest capitol ship.


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[b][i]The Twilight Dreams[/i][/b]



“Good, reach out from within. Let the Force guide you.-” Luke's voice called to Joren.”-Feel your surroundings.” 

	Without opening his eyes, Joren did as his master instructed. He felt a hydrospanner as it floated past his head, Reaching out around him, he also felt the training remote that Luke had practically tortured him with for days after Joren had agreed to join Luke on his crusade. Though the remote hadn't been powered on in weeks, the memories of the stinging blasts that the pesky machine had almost seemed to have enjoyed inflicting upon him were fresh in his memories, and if Joren were being honest, he hoped to never have to come face to face with it again. He could also feel other things, spare parts, a blaster, a chance cube, all floating around him as he remained there, deep in meditation. 

	He had gone through this exercise numerous times since Skywalker had boarded the Dreams with the promise of finishing the training that his father had begun all those years ago. However, this time something felt...different. [i]He[/i] felt different. He felt less grounded, almost weightless, as if the Force itself had taken a hold of him and set him adrift in the cargo hold of The Dreams. 

“zzzzzkt Luke Old Buddy!” a voice cut through the silence of the cargo hold, interrupting Joren's peaceful meditation. Joren opened his eyes and found that he had indeed been floating several meters off of the floor of the cargo hold, however, with his concentration broken, he could not maintain the levitation, and landed hard, in a heap on the floor. An instant later, there was a thud and a rush of pain as the training remote bounced off his head, and rolled along the floor.

“Ouch.” Joren said as he rubbed his head, unsure as to what had caused the interruption.

	He looked to Luke, who was already halfway across the cargo hold to a remote communications array along the far wall. Luke was smiling, and Joren could feel that it was not because of his sudden fall. It was something else, something far more personal. And for an instant, and only an instant Joren could feel a sense of longing from his master, almost as if Luke wished he were somewhere else. 

“Lando, it's good to see you.” Luke said to the handsome dark skinned man who's image he could see on the holodisplay.

“Likewise. Unfortunately this isn't a social call.” Lando replied.

“What's Wrong?” Luke said, his demeanor suddenly taking a darker tone.

“The Empire.-” Lando said. “-Or at least one of their factions are attacking the Kuat Shipyards. It's a full invasion force, we really could use all the help we can get.” 

“We'll go there now, but surely someone's closer. Han? Wedge?” Luke said.

“Wedge is already here with the rest of Rogue Squadron, Han's halfway across the galaxy near Bakura. He'd never make it in time.” Lando told him.

“We'll be there.” Luke said, trying to reassure his friend.

“Hurry, I don't know how long we can hold out.” Lando said before killing the transmission.

	Luke stood there for a moment as he processed what Lando had just told him. If the Imperials retook Kuat, they'd be one step closer to retaking the entire galaxy. He took a deep breath and reactivated the com, calling out to the cockpit of the Dreams.

“Nyna, did you catch all that?” He ask.

“Yeah, we got it Luke.” Nyna replied.

“Set a course for Kuat, we can't lose that shipyard.” Luke said with resolve.

“Coordinates already set, you might want to get strapped in, we're about to make the jump.”