[u][b]Outer Rim - Esstran Sector[/u][/b]

Sith Lord Tybis stood on the bridge of his Acclamator Assault ship. He wished to travel alone in a single shuttle, but it was insisted that he travel with escort. Because of this, he now traveled with 5 Acclamator Assault ships hauling him like a piece of cargo across the galaxy. He sighed, turning to the Admiral who looked over a star map. "Admiral I hardly think this is necessary. If I wasn't capable of protecting myself I wouldn't be who I am. It's insulting to think that I would need such a sizable escort, let alone an escort at all.

The admiral rolled his eyes, crossing his arms behind his back. "And yet you will arrive safer for it. I don't care for your honor Lord Tybis, I only care to do what I was ordered to and that's to safely deliver you to your destination." A man called from one of the lower decks, alerting the admiral. "We're coming out of hyper space Admiral." He nodded and walked forward to the viewport, watching ahead. "Welcome home my Lor-..." He was cut short as they suddenly stopped, exiting hyper space at what was supposed to be the destination planet. Instead, they jumped in right on top of a massive ship, or rather with a massive ship on top of them. 

A Lucrehulk-class Battleship floated in front of the Acclamator, and they had come out of hyper space so close that the nose of the ship was inside the outer ring of the battleship. That couldn't be coincidence. It was too perfectly placed... they had to know the exact details of their jump to hyper space. The coordinates put in and the location they jumped from. This wasn't by accident. "All hands man your stations! Raise deflector shields, divert all power to forward shielding, pull down under the ship and get us out of here!"

As soon as the crew went to work to get the ship moving and the shields raised, the hull of the acclamator exploded with fire all over as it was fired on by the battleship. "Sir, shields can't be raised under this kind of assault! They wouldn't withstand a single hit!" The admiral made a mistake. They should have raised the shields before coming out of hyper space... how could he be so careless. In these times, how could he have so blatantly expected a peaceful arrival at the destination. 

"What is the situation of the other ships?! Bring up a display!" In an instant the tactical display lit up and it showed the radar view of the battlefield. The admiral blinked in confusion. The display showed not one, but three of these massive ships were waiting for them. Not only that, but five Providence-class carriers as well! "There's no way we are going to last a minute out here. Get us out of here immediately! All ships retreat! Don't even think about coordinate, just jump to hyper space a soon as you can!"

He watched, as one by one the other acclamator ships were torn apart. The ship shook from the blast waves of the other ships being annihilated around it. The admiral was right. It wasn't a full minute before all four of the other ships had been destroyed, and only they remained. The shield generator exploded and fighter droids swarmed around the ship like insects. Torpedos crashed against the ship, but the admiral knew this firepower was not the same that had met the other ships. They weren't destroying them, they were disabling them.

"Primary engines are down. Hyper drive is failing. Shield generator has been completely destroyed. Escape pods are useless, launching in one of them will send you right into that battleship's hangar! We're in the worst possible position... and their shields are fully powered to deflect anything we can throw at them. They had to have known we were coming admiral, they are too prepared for this to have been coincidence!"

The admiral knew that already. He figured that out the moment they came out of hyper space. Suddenly, the explosions stopped and the ship now only shook from more systems failing, and the hull being breached here and there as it was rocked by more internal explosions. "Incoming transmission from the battleship."

"Bring it up." The battlefield hologram changed to one of a massive cloaked figure, with a mask on hiding their face. Nothing was clear about this person, not their gender, their race, their affiliation... nothing. 

The voice was deep and cold, not a hint of emotion in it. "My master requests your presence aboard this ship Lord Tybis." The hologram cut out after the quick message, leaving everyone looking at the Sith Lord. "Then there is no choice. Ready a pod, I will leave immediately." He turned and left the bridge, moving to the escape pods which, honestly were the only things really left working on the ship beyond life support and other vital systems. He entered the awaiting pod, and launched. As the crewmember stated, he was launched directly into the battleship's hangar. He did his best to land, but the artificial gravity pulled the pod down into a sort of crash. He was perfectly fine of course, leaving the pod to find droids approaching him. With them was the massive figure from the hologram, and another that looked identical. 

"My master is awaiting your arrival." He raised an arm to motion to some droids which turned, and lead the way back he way they had come. To other droids, the man gave a quick gesture, and the sound of gunfire echoed through the ship as they continued fire on the acclamator ship.

Aboard the ship, the admiral desperately worked to send out a distress beacon. When the guns continued their fire, he knew it wouldn't be long now. "This is Admiral Ackar! We came out of hyper space into a trap set by an unknown enemy. Our fleet has been completely destroyed! This is the only remaining ship, and we don't have long. They took Lord Tybis aboard their ship and have resumed their attack. They have massive battleships! Federation type technology, droid fighters and I believe a droid control ship. Send hel-..." the message was sent off just before the ship exploded into flames, and cut off there. It was sent off to whoever the fleet belonged to, and was the last transmission before the fleet was reduced to a small debris field.