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"...repeat, I'm declaring Alert Condition One: overwhelming enemy deployment. Requesting full strategic response. Authentication: Tarentatek."
"Acknowledged, General Shatani." came the response from the diminutive holographic naval officer that stood suspended over his comm unit. "I'll pass the word to Admiral Bakshi at once. And good luck, sir."
With a quick nod, Jaidan terminated the call, the better to hear the distant but closing cacophany of high power blaster fire and artillery strikes. Despite the rising smoke, he still had a lovely view from this control tower, the mist shrouded forests stretching past the limits of sight in every direction once the buildings thinned out to nothing. It wouldn't last long, though. For his sake, familiar as the regret was, he hoped he never got quite used to it. Such a damned waste.
Sylvan Glen was, as its name suggested, not an expansive place. Admittedly, that was a somewhat trite observation coming from anyone who'd been to Coruscant; there WERE no big places for people to dwell when Galactic City was your frame of reference. Even so, Jaidan could jog from one side of it to another in just an hour or so, and even when loaded to capacity with the vacationers that the town existed largely to service, the final count had never broken 100,000. Still, Iri was not Couscant, and here, that tally made this one of the planet's largest population centers. And that, taken together with its spaceport, had made it the priority target for what had proven itself a bona fide Sith invasion force.
A largely undeveloped world like this had seemed something of an unlikely target, in all likelihood coveted only as a supply depot to service operations against bigger targets down the line. But since the Sith breakout from the Outer Rim at Taris, this had been one of the Republic's more frustrating obstacles. Too many smaller hyperspace routes split off from the Hydian Way, leading to too many possible worlds, and the sheer size of Republic space made it impossible to secure everything. Any attempt at trying would only spread the fleet too thin to ever manage the massive counter-offensive it would take to drive the Sith back into the Outer Rim.
Still, the Republic had a lot of manpower, a lot of ships, and reserves of both were growing as fast as they could be trained and built. So, the next best thing it was. Small military garrisons had been seeded across its member worlds, tasked with training up local militias to supplement their numbers, and calling in support from naval patrol groups in the area to counter enemy action. For the most part, this had proven a fairly successful tactic, freeing the fleet at large from the burden of having to chase down every reported Sith raid or diversionary attack. Hoping as always that was all he was dealing with when he got the distress call, Jaidan had soon arrived on the scene with his flotilla and taken command of the counter-attack. Things had gone well at first; with the help of a handful of Jedi reinforcements, the Sith vanguard was chased from the city with a bloody nose, a landing zone was secured, the evacuation of citizens from the combat zone was well underway, and scouts were deployed to monitor enemy troop movements. By the sixth hour, however, as more Sith soldiers just kept disembarking from their ships and more of their ships were reported inbound, it was clear they were just fighting a delaying action.
Fortunately, that was still in keeping with the current strategy. Against this emegency, several much larger and more powerful fleets waited in staging areas at key points along the major hyperspace lanes, carefully chosen to ensure at least relatively quick deployment anywhere in Republic space. Now that one of these fleets had been summoned, the mission was simply to slow the invasion force down as much as possible, and gather reconnaisance until the navy showed up with overwhelming force to utterly smash the intruders. In a military sense, the outcome could still be quite good. That would, of course, be cold comfort at best to any civilians still in harm's way, so the priority here and now was to ensure that didn't happen.
"What's the problem here?" he asked when he returned to the loading area to find the foot traffic stalled by an altercation between a tight jawed military officer and a visibly distraught Duros couple.
"General, they're refusing to board the evac ship." Captain Ystin hastened to explain. "I've explained to them three times now how urgent-"
"And we didn't need to hear even once what a hurry we're in!" the Duros woman broke in. "We've already had the bolts raining down around us, which is more than this starched shirt can say! We'd happily stop holding up the line, if someone would just let us out of here!"
"You...want to go back out there? Knowing what's coming?"
"It's our daughter, Master Jedi!" That was the father joining the conversation, far from calm but evidently the slightly more restrained of the two. "We got separated during the evacuation. We're aware of the danger, but you can't ask us to run and leave her to the Sith!"
"And we're not." Captain Ystin countered, still managing, with some effort, to keep his voice even. "It's true we're in retreat, but we've got men sweeping as we go for stragglers. That's the best chance for ALL of you."
"But your soldiers have already been pushed out of our neighborhood by now!" The mother again, and he noted that Ystin could not outright deny that charge. "Are your men going to make pushing back in there a priority, at the risk of your objectives? We will!"
"Unarmed?" Jaidan asked mildly, after a quick glance at their holster-less belts.
"Fine." After a matching look to his own belt, the woman locked gaze fiercely with him and nodded to his holster. "What does a Jedi Knight need with a blaster, anyway? Give me yours."
Under the circumstances, Jaidan suppressed his smile, but he couldn't help but admire that kind of nerve. That he imagined most any parent might find it with their child at risk made no difference.
"I see her." As usual, a Jedi's revelation of their personal window into another being's mind brought them both up short, one reason among several that he didn't make use of that power much. This time, however, he had to. "I see your daughter, as you see her. She's perfect. And at all cost, she must survive. I understand it perfectly. So, I'll make you a deal."
Satisfied that he'd put an end to the frantic shouting for the moment, he drew his blaster, and offered it.
"You're right. If your neighborhood is taken, then it's inaccessible to our soldiers. So take it, if you want to gamble it'll do you any good. But make no mistake; you gamble with HER life. Or, you can get on that ship, and let me do it."
It was Ystin who found his words first, though he plainly uttered them with pained reluctance.
"General! With all due respect, a Jedi Knight-"
It didn't take a mind reader to see where that was going before Jaidan silenced him with an upraised hand, and he appreciated that the Army officer had to say it. A Jedi Knight was an important resource on the battlefield, and it made no tactical sense to spend it on one lost child when their duty was to the entire Republic. In truth, there were times when Jaidan envied the ordinary soldier that sort of clarity what it came to their duty, but this was not one of them. Yes, he had his duty to the Republic, but the Republic in turn had a duty to every one of its citizens. He wouldn't hide behind the math from that and call himself a Jedi.
"A Jedi Knight has no special qualification to manage things here, Captain. So, this is my offer. You two turn around and make for your assigned ship, right now. In return, I go out there, and I will not leave this place without your daughter. A Jedi's life for hers. Put aside your panic for her, and tell me. Can you offer her a better chance than that?"
All of them wanted to say any number of things, at any number of volumes. Thanks, threats in the event of failure, curses, and everything in between. Instead, the husband silently grasped his wife's hand, and they shared a nod before turning toward their ship.
"...repeat, I'm declaring Alert Condition One: overwhelming enemy deployment. Requesting full strategic response. Authentication: Tarentatek."
"Acknowledged, General Shatani." came the response from the diminutive holographic naval officer that stood suspended over his comm unit. "I'll pass the word to Admiral Bakshi at once. And good luck, sir."
With a quick nod, Jaidan terminated the call, the better to hear the distant but closing cacophany of high power blaster fire and artillery strikes. Despite the rising smoke, he still had a lovely view from this control tower, the mist shrouded forests stretching past the limits of sight in every direction once the buildings thinned out to nothing. It wouldn't last long, though. For his sake, familiar as the regret was, he hoped he never got quite used to it. Such a damned waste.
Sylvan Glen was, as its name suggested, not an expansive place. Admittedly, that was a somewhat trite observation coming from anyone who'd been to Coruscant; there WERE no big places for people to dwell when Galactic City was your frame of reference. Even so, Jaidan could jog from one side of it to another in just an hour or so, and even when loaded to capacity with the vacationers that the town existed largely to service, the final count had never broken 100,000. Still, Iri was not Couscant, and here, that tally made this one of the planet's largest population centers. And that, taken together with its spaceport, had made it the priority target for what had proven itself a bona fide Sith invasion force.
A largely undeveloped world like this had seemed something of an unlikely target, in all likelihood coveted only as a supply depot to service operations against bigger targets down the line. But since the Sith breakout from the Outer Rim at Taris, this had been one of the Republic's more frustrating obstacles. Too many smaller hyperspace routes split off from the Hydian Way, leading to too many possible worlds, and the sheer size of Republic space made it impossible to secure everything. Any attempt at trying would only spread the fleet too thin to ever manage the massive counter-offensive it would take to drive the Sith back into the Outer Rim.
Still, the Republic had a lot of manpower, a lot of ships, and reserves of both were growing as fast as they could be trained and built. So, the next best thing it was. Small military garrisons had been seeded across its member worlds, tasked with training up local militias to supplement their numbers, and calling in support from naval patrol groups in the area to counter enemy action. For the most part, this had proven a fairly successful tactic, freeing the fleet at large from the burden of having to chase down every reported Sith raid or diversionary attack. Hoping as always that was all he was dealing with when he got the distress call, Jaidan had soon arrived on the scene with his flotilla and taken command of the counter-attack. Things had gone well at first; with the help of a handful of Jedi reinforcements, the Sith vanguard was chased from the city with a bloody nose, a landing zone was secured, the evacuation of citizens from the combat zone was well underway, and scouts were deployed to monitor enemy troop movements. By the sixth hour, however, as more Sith soldiers just kept disembarking from their ships and more of their ships were reported inbound, it was clear they were just fighting a delaying action.
Fortunately, that was still in keeping with the current strategy. Against this emegency, several much larger and more powerful fleets waited in staging areas at key points along the major hyperspace lanes, carefully chosen to ensure at least relatively quick deployment anywhere in Republic space. Now that one of these fleets had been summoned, the mission was simply to slow the invasion force down as much as possible, and gather reconnaisance until the navy showed up with overwhelming force to utterly smash the intruders. In a military sense, the outcome could still be quite good. That would, of course, be cold comfort at best to any civilians still in harm's way, so the priority here and now was to ensure that didn't happen.
"What's the problem here?" he asked when he returned to the loading area to find the foot traffic stalled by an altercation between a tight jawed military officer and a visibly distraught Duros couple.
"General, they're refusing to board the evac ship." Captain Ystin hastened to explain. "I've explained to them three times now how urgent-"
"And we didn't need to hear even once what a hurry we're in!" the Duros woman broke in. "We've already had the bolts raining down around us, which is more than this starched shirt can say! We'd happily stop holding up the line, if someone would just let us out of here!"
"You...want to go back out there? Knowing what's coming?"
"It's our daughter, Master Jedi!" That was the father joining the conversation, far from calm but evidently the slightly more restrained of the two. "We got separated during the evacuation. We're aware of the danger, but you can't ask us to run and leave her to the Sith!"
"And we're not." Captain Ystin countered, still managing, with some effort, to keep his voice even. "It's true we're in retreat, but we've got men sweeping as we go for stragglers. That's the best chance for ALL of you."
"But your soldiers have already been pushed out of our neighborhood by now!" The mother again, and he noted that Ystin could not outright deny that charge. "Are your men going to make pushing back in there a priority, at the risk of your objectives? We will!"
"Unarmed?" Jaidan asked mildly, after a quick glance at their holster-less belts.
"Fine." After a matching look to his own belt, the woman locked gaze fiercely with him and nodded to his holster. "What does a Jedi Knight need with a blaster, anyway? Give me yours."
Under the circumstances, Jaidan suppressed his smile, but he couldn't help but admire that kind of nerve. That he imagined most any parent might find it with their child at risk made no difference.
"I see her." As usual, a Jedi's revelation of their personal window into another being's mind brought them both up short, one reason among several that he didn't make use of that power much. This time, however, he had to. "I see your daughter, as you see her. She's perfect. And at all cost, she must survive. I understand it perfectly. So, I'll make you a deal."
Satisfied that he'd put an end to the frantic shouting for the moment, he drew his blaster, and offered it.
"You're right. If your neighborhood is taken, then it's inaccessible to our soldiers. So take it, if you want to gamble it'll do you any good. But make no mistake; you gamble with HER life. Or, you can get on that ship, and let me do it."
It was Ystin who found his words first, though he plainly uttered them with pained reluctance.
"General! With all due respect, a Jedi Knight-"
It didn't take a mind reader to see where that was going before Jaidan silenced him with an upraised hand, and he appreciated that the Army officer had to say it. A Jedi Knight was an important resource on the battlefield, and it made no tactical sense to spend it on one lost child when their duty was to the entire Republic. In truth, there were times when Jaidan envied the ordinary soldier that sort of clarity what it came to their duty, but this was not one of them. Yes, he had his duty to the Republic, but the Republic in turn had a duty to every one of its citizens. He wouldn't hide behind the math from that and call himself a Jedi.
"A Jedi Knight has no special qualification to manage things here, Captain. So, this is my offer. You two turn around and make for your assigned ship, right now. In return, I go out there, and I will not leave this place without your daughter. A Jedi's life for hers. Put aside your panic for her, and tell me. Can you offer her a better chance than that?"
All of them wanted to say any number of things, at any number of volumes. Thanks, threats in the event of failure, curses, and everything in between. Instead, the husband silently grasped his wife's hand, and they shared a nod before turning toward their ship.