6 playing Deaths game...

Komire passed dozens of clone troopers as he chased after the Jedi... whom he had just barely caught up with only to barely squeeze through the turbo-lift doors as they were shutting. Alarmed, both Anakin and Ahsoka stared at their new addition to the lift with both suprise, and caution. thinking quickly, Komire said the first thing on his mind as nonchalantly as he could.

"What? I'm not about to let a pair a youngsters go to battle alone, that's just not right."

Both Jedi looked to one another, and could only shrug in confusion at the 'weird mans ways'. Even the couple clones previously in the lift glanced to one another, and shrugged in confusion at the weird sight before them.

"He was just awoken from a type of carbonite capsule Master, he may still have a few screws loose" Ahsoka whispered to Anakin.

"I'm inclined to think that as well Snips, but that doesn't explain his unusual energy at the moment." Anakin replied while glancing at the armored person they were discussing. Said person was looking around the lift they were in and the Clone troopers with them, in what Anakin could only assume was curiosity.

Taking a quick glance at Komire, Ahsoka was also wondering about the strangeness of their Carbonite friend... he seemed much too active to have been frozen in time for so long.

Just as the metal Dura-steel door for the lift opened, the three bolted towards the bridge followed by Clone personnel... Komire following behind the two Jedi as they move through the long hallways. Komires helmet constantly turning from left to right as he slowly mapped out the ship... he didnt want to get lost in one in the future

As the Blast doors for the bridge opened before them, Komire paused when he saw what looked like three dozen ships bearing down on them through the transpara-steel barriers at the front of the ship. The Clone troopes were rushing back and forth on the bridge yelling commands, and typing/tapping away on data pads and consoles, and moving towards a large circular node in the center of the bridge was the two Jedi. looking at the screen, it showed a planet with seven dagger snapped ships in blue, and the long needle like ships bearing down on them in red.

Seemingly without thinking, whether from his new memory as a 'survivor of the Sith wars' or, just to play the part of his new identity, he didnt quite know, but what he said still drew the attention of the group surrounding the Holo-projector.

"Those arent of any Sith designs I've seen before, who are they?"

Anakin was about to speak after hearing Komires odd question, but after he thought about what was happening currently, he decided to shelve that topic for later. Turning to Tarkin and Rex, Anakin began relaying orders to the small battle group under his command.

"Tarkin when this turns into a firefight, I want our ships to go into the planets Atmosphere below and use the Gravity to..."

Seeing no one answer their guest, Ahsoka turned towards Komire and spoke.

"Sorry about Skyguy, he normally gets this way when we come across something unexpected."

Komire turned towards the Togrutan girl, and slightly nodded his head, "understandably justified, Reasonable, and commendable in a situation such as this, the plan he's making is also highly plausible and effective in such an encounter... but that doesn't answer my question."

Signing through her nose, Ahsoka agreed with the statement, but she still attempted to alleviate the 'confused' person's inquiries.

"They are known as the Separatists, or the Coalition of Independent Systems, also known as the C.I.S."

Tilting his head, komire kept up his act of being 'confused', while he searched through his new memories of some way to help the situation. Which ment the way to activate the Weapons mentioned by his Limiter.

"This may come as a shock to you sir, but the Sith were destroyed thousands of years ago, and these Separatists are attempting to split the Republic in two... you can think of them as the Sith of old if youd like, but the Sith are no more."

"Hmmm..."

Seeing the armored man seemingly deep in thought after hearing what she said, Ahsoka couldnt help but be curious of what was going through the mans head. Deciding that the thought wasnt important, Ahsoka turned back towards her Master, and put the thoughts of their 'guest' to the back of her mind for now... 'Wouldn't help wondering about him now, first we have to survive this mess, hopefully Skyguy doesn't cause too many problems'. With a small exasperated sigh, Ahsoka stepped forward next to the command terminal.

Komire, having seen no adverse reactions towards him so far, believed his act had payed off, which was a giant relief, as he didnt completely blow his new identity to shreds... and so after 'pondering' over the situation he was in, Komire turned and marched over to the nearest communication terminal.

Moveing the Clone aside as politely as he could... although it seemed he was stronger then he looked as his 'slight' push ended up 'shoving' the clone aside. Acting like everything was normal, while secretly sweating bullets under his mask, Komire started inputting commands that he was 'remembering'.

"HEY! what are you doing?!" the clone officer previously at the station questioned Komire in his startlement, as well as climbing back to his feet from being shoved aside so rudely.

Hearing the clone cry out, most of the other Clones on the bridge snapped their heads in his direction, seeing Komire accessing their system, and that he was a Jedi, they hesitated. The Jedi Skywalker and Ahsoka however, seeing the man accessing one of their system terminals, ran up behind him, and attempted to stop Komire from whatever he was doing. As the duo were about to grab him, a rather loud confirmation *Ding* echoed on the bridge, causing the Jedi to pause in confusion, as well as the surrounding Clones.

---zzzzzz--- "ACCESS. REQUIRED."

" This is Grand-Vazier Zverian Aggarond Komire, I'm initiating "planet-fall", authorization, five, one, dash, eight, seven, four, target all Hostile ships in VECTOR 23 to 45, begin activation. " Komire said in a commanding tone to the computer... and not two seconds later the computer screen had a plethora of foreign numbers and algorithms pass by.

*Ding* AFFIRMATIVE... ACTIVATING. TASK: 'PLANET-FALL'

The Jedi and clones all felt their skin crawl hearing that seemingly ancient mechanized voice, but managed to look out the bridged view panes a mere second before a 'wall' of Green Ion shots burst forth from the planet below, skidding dangerously close to the Republic cruisers, but not close enough to hit anything. As the people watched the green lances impact the Enemy cruisers, they watched as the first barrage splashed over the Separatists sheilds, but when the second wave arrived, half the ships had lost their protection, causing a rather resplendent light show to dominate their sights... then a third volly... a fourth... then a large warning *Dinged* on the terminal....

...POWER. CORE. CORRUPTED, WEAPONS. SHUTTING DOWN...

... The Clones didn't mind too much, and nether did anyone else... the Enemy fleet had joined the several dozen wreckages of ships floating as debree over the planet. A testament to the derilect hulks that were their predecessors, whom were sporting far greater damage marks that the Sepratist fleet...

Komire had been given that memory as a fail-safe for just that occasion it seemed. Meanwhile Death watched as Komire stood upon the bridge with a shell shocked entourage around him, a slight smile adorning her pristine lips, "So it begins, what will you do now my champion, will you save the Galaxy? Or watch it burn? I can't wait to see."

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"th-that just happened right? I'm not dreaming?" a Clone operations officer asked, his hands slightly trembling as he clutched a Data pad. the image of over a dozen ships erupting into columns of fire, and shrapnel still burning into his retinas.

Several other Clones nodded at the statement; after all they were very experienced soldiers, but after seeing a fleet of that size annihilated in less than fifteen seconds... it can change a mans perspective slightly... what was once a proposition for a grueling firefight, was now floating Derelict space junk. Not one death, and victory is assured... with almost reverential looks, they all turned towards the white robed, armor covered Jedi.

The Jedi however were MORE startled than the soldiers around them. The code Komire had just used was an ancient emergency code used by the Jedi... one that had always been taught regardless of time, and/or circumstances. that code was only used durring the wars with the Sith. since then the purpose of the code, and it's ultimate function, had been lost more than a thousand years prior, just before even Master Yoda had joined the Order.

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Komire was just about to relax, believing that it was over...when a System prompted him to go almost full 'Commander mode'...

---SURVIVE THE SECOND WAVE WITH THE SHIPS YOU HAVE---

Mission Note: You didnt think it would be that easy did you Love?

ENEMY SHIPS : 19

ALLY SHIPS : 7

--- TIP : recommended use of Force abilities ---

---*DING : USE OF BATTLE MEDITATION UNLOCKED----

"bring around all ships, ready sheilds, and someone give me a tactical layout of these cruisers!!!!!" Komire shouted, his voice slightly amplified by the Force.

Anakin and Ahsoka were alarmed to say the least, but as they watched on in stunned silence, Komire seemingly took over their entire command... even Tarkin was standing beside them stunned... and somewhat impressed.

The abrupt command jolted the crew of Clones into action however. The Jedi glanced around at the clones in bewilderment, but just as the Clones brought the cruisers into a large defensible formation under the orders of their 'Jedi General', a Separatist reserve fleet exited hyperspace near the twin Moons of the planet. Seeing the ships, the two Jedi glanced at one another, then at Komire, whom was commanding the ship as he looked over a Data-pad with the ships schematics, as well as another schematic for the Separatists fleet composition. Feeling through the Force, They could sense the agitation building around him.

"Damit," Komire muttered to himself, only allowing the Jedi and those closest to him, to hear. Turning towards the Jedi behind him a quick thought crossed his mind... 'Shit! I need to play this off, I just majorly screwed this... Wait, I can work with this!'

"Do either of you know Battle Meditation?"

Komire looked up at the two Jedi before him, and only saw puzzled, and confused looks, 'hmm, they must be rather weirded out right now, also confused by my actions a great deal to just be standing there, good, adds a bit of mystery to me.'

"Nevermind, I'll just give it a shot, hopefully it doesn't kill me." Komire said, causing the Jedi to tense up, as well as some of the listening Troopers nearby.

Komire looked out the trans-parasteal veiwports, and then let his consciousness flow into the Force... the feeling was almost 'Enlightening' in a sense, when he came in contact with the crew members. Although Skywalker resisted the connection completely, Ahsoka did not; He felt as if they were part of him... a part of one whole... by the time all seven cruisers were connected to him, the Enemy ships were almost in range. Ahsoka however, felt all of the crew members hopes, fears, and could almost physically 'touch' their very existance itself. Ahsoka knew what was going on even if she wasn't in command... it felt like she could accurately predict each members movement, and action before they did it... 'Is this what a Hive mind feels like?', she wondered to herself.

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Skywalker felt isolated, and very odd, as he felt the whole fleet seemingly become one entity of which, even his apprentice was included. Taking a deep breath, he was about to confront the 'Jedi' before him, but as he took a step forward... the whole crew, seemingly all at once, moved... they had grabbed their gunners controls, or sat at their stations almost like one being. Anakin was stunned into inaction once again, as even his apprentice Ahsoka moved, but not to any station... she had grabbed his arm, holding him in place. Before Skywalker knew what happened when he looked down towards Ahsoka, he found himself in a endless black void... but he wasn't alone, there 'standing' a short ways from him was Ahsoka, and Komire.

Ahsoka was looking around in marvel, while a helmeted Komire looked at Skywalker.

"I'm not hurting anyone here padawan if that is what you are wondering, although you do seem rather intuned to Force energies, you aren't ready to face me, even if I am weakened." Komire stated, drawing both Ahsokas, and Anakins gazes to him.

Taking a deep breath, he planned out what to say as he mentally made a almost perfect 3D rendering of the confrontation... two Republic Acclimators and five Venators, situated in a semicircle concave around an approaching 'spearhead' of seventeen Separatist Munificent ships, One Providence class and one Lukrehulk Star Dreadnaught. Seeing the smaller ships acting as the buffer for the Cruisers and the Dreadnaught, and that they had a shorter engagement range then the Venators, Komire couldnt help but be thankful at the moment for an incompetent enemy Commander.

"I should welcome you to my mindscape, however I have much bigger concerns than what you do young man," Komire said to Skywalker, as he started waving his hand over the floating ships.

In the physical world, Skywalker was staring straight ahead out the bridge view in a semi-tranced state, with Ahsoka between Komire and him, and the Republic lineup of ships pouring Death and Fire upon the nearest enemy ships as they entered fireing range, and with almost surgical precision... one went down... two... four... nine... almost all the frigates were annialated by the time the enemy dreadnaughts and cruisers came into play, and only then did any meaningful return-fire come the Republics way. swarms of fighters and bombers left hangers, and sheilds kept getting pummeled, but soon the Seperatist were eventually finished off. Two Venators were very severely damaged, saved only by their compatriots using their own shields to aid the limping vessels during the worst of the battle, and another three were lightly damaged, with one having lost its engines from a bombing run by the end of the shootout, along with a 'crippled' Acclimator with several hull breaches, and almost 70% of its weapons and crew gone, before the Enemy was destroyed.

Clone ARC-170 starfighters still swarmed around the void of space, shooting down droid fighters left and right, cleaning up the remnant clankers with endless gusto. and only then did Komire slowly release the hold he had on the Force, but as he left the mind of the last person as it slowly crept back towards him, he collapsed to his knees upon the deck, breathing hard through the re-breather in his helmet. Skywalker however stood there still flabbergasted at what he was physically seeing... the once deadly Separatist ships, were now nothing more than Derelect hulls and space junk... all because of one man... again...

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Ahsoka was breathing heavily, clutching her chest as if she was having a far more difficult time adjusting than could initially be seen, but that was wrong in a sense... as with being a Togruta, the biological instincts were bordering on driving her mad, her only saving grace was that Komire had seeped a calming energy into her mind when he extracted himself from everyone without them knowing. Ahsoka felt everything... from fear, to hatred, she felt it all... even the moment of death for the people onboard the damaged Republic cruisers. very subtly she glimpsed the Dark side... it was taunting her... whispering to her... but those quiet temptations were seemingly drowned out by her overwhelming curiosity towards the man kneeling next to her, slowly being lowered onto a medical stretcher by a pair of Clone Troopers... what must he have felt as those men died? What would this do to him? Is he the same as the stories of a TRUE Force wielder, or is he something.... else?... she couldn't wait to find out what secrets this seemingly 'young' man held in store, and what was with those visions?... Now if she can only reign in her rampant thoughts...

... and as this all was happening, Death watched on with glee.... hardly waiting to see what would happened next...