CHAPTER 0!!!!!!


"That thing came in handy during an assasination attempt,
for what reason, I do not know."
									Raye Kanwak



Chapter 0
Raye's Battle Suit

	Raye Kanwak's tale of how she entered the Empire was
quite odd, she had been on routine patroll of Mars'
asteroid field, and her ship's Hyperdrive went haywire,
causing her to enter Hyperspace. She had treid
frantically to get the thing out of Hyperspace, only to
confront a Dreadnought Destroyer near Dsadia. She
surrendered to the giant ship, by fear of destruction,
and had openly become a fighter pilot for the Miakan
Empire. She was promoted to a commander, reluctantly,
because she wouldn't be flying anymore, but her last
mission was to recon Kraakatorass' Moon, to see what the
Southern Quadrant Tactical Armoured Division was up to.

	"Of all places," Raye grumbled, flying low over the
sand dunes. "Why couldn't it have been someplace
exciting."
	"Raye Kanwak, state your position."
	"One- oh- Zero- oh," replied Raye. "No sign of
activity."
	"Keep going." Raye mumbled, but kept going.
	"Slave work at 14," she said to herself. Suddenly,
the sensors acted up.
	"Wow! This ship must be malfunctioning, nothing can
emit that kind of...." She looked down to see the largest
collection of giant robots she had ever seen.
	"This is Raye Kanwak, over," she said into the mic,
but regretted it. If the Empire was to find out about
this arsenal, the Earth, her brother, cousins would be
killed.
	"Yes, what is it Raye Kanwak?," came the reply.
	"... I have to go to the bathroom, umm.. I'm landing
on the moon." The commander groaned.
	"Very well, make it quick." Raye turned her ship
around and landed near the robots. She stared up at them,
their odd colors glinting in the sun. Near them were
seven suits, and in the distance were some gold- colored
parts and a suit near them. Raye walked up to the first
battle suit, a purple one,and tried to get into it, but
it didn't fit.
	"I wonder which one will fit me?" She looked up at
the red Robotix, it's huge back tire dull and worn out.
She walked up to the red suit, and climbed into it. The
shoulder plates locked by themselves.
	"Wha-," she gasped, as the suit's sword and blaster
holder appeared, mysteriously. She looked up at the red
Robotix, and began to climb up it.
	"Raye Kanwak," came a voice. She looked down. There,
stood an old man. Raye jumped down from her robot.
	"What?," she asked. The man looked at her.
	"You are Raye Kanwak," the man said. Raye wondered
what kind of a crazy man this was.
	"Yes, I am Raye Kanwak," she replied. The man
nodded.
	"Do not use this yet," the man said," wait for the
others."
	"Others?," Raye asked. The man nodded, and in the
blink of an eye, was gone. Raye panicked, wondering who
was the 'others', and ran for dear life, her battle suit
still on, to the recon shuttle. She was about to report
what happened, but then thought against it because those
at headquarters might not take kindly to it.
	"I am back," she said into the radio.
	"Good. Continue survailence, maintain tight radio
transmissions at all times."
	"Why?," asked Raye.
	"Three Fighters are closing in on you."
	"Where?," she yelled. Ahead of her, she could make
out the insignia on the nose of the fighters. Southern
Quadrant Military.
	"Dear God!," she screamed, banking as the ship came
under fire. Below her was an odd assortment of tanks and
landing veichles firing at her. She stayed above their
range of fire, only concerned with the fighters.
	"I need reinforcements," screamed Raye.
	"Negative. You're the only one who can take care of
them. We launch now, and they'll send their Dragons after
us!" Raye nodded, and opened fire on a fighter, just as
the fighter behind her unleashed five missiles.
	"Damn!," she said, on reflexes diving down. The
machine gun fire from the tanks was striking her fighter,
not doing much damage. She leveled with the ground
fifteen feet above it, and watched as the missiles
slammed into the tanks. They exploded in fury. The above
fighter dived at her, knocking out her missile launcher.
	"Ok, we'll have to do this the hard way," she said,
targeting the fighter closing in on her from the front.
She closed her eyes and squeezed the trigger. Blaster
shots shot out from her fighter. She heard an explosion,
and reopened her eyes. The fighter, on fire, both wings
gone completely, streaked below her doing circles.
	"Yah!," she shouted, just as a blaster shot streaked
by her.
	"Raye, see if you can bring the fighters close to
Delta. Delta will open fire." Delta was the Grand
Destroyer, the Dreadnought Destroyer that Raye was
supposed to recon for.
	"Roger that," Raye replied, shooting up into the
stratosphere. The fighters followed.

	Admiral Yamato stared out in space as Raye's fighter
shot by.
	"Order the crews to fire at the fighters, but not to
touch Raye's fighter!" The commander nodded.
	The massive Grand Destroyer's batteries opened fire,
trying their best to pick off the fighters. But the
fighters zig-zagged, avoiding fire.

	Yamato flinched as a bright white light appeared.
	"Kraak fleet approaching!" The whiteness went away.
There, five hundred feet out was a Battle Dragon.
	"Oh, boy," said Yamato. "Ignore the fighters!
Destroy the Battle Dragons! Launch all torpedos
immediately."

	The Battle Dragons moved closer to the Grand
Destroyer.
	"Dreadnought Destroyer, surrender your ship, or
die," came the talk over the commn.

	Raye overheard the conversation, and decided it
would be best to get into the hangar bay.
	"Sir," she said over the commn," engage the tractor,
and reel me in!"
	"We'll be going to Hyperspace in three minutes."
	"So be it." Raye flinched at a blaster shot that
came a little too close. The invisible beam honed in on
Raye's fighter, and struck it. Raye cringed at the pain
she felt, but was not seriously injured. The beam began
to pull her into the bay.

	The two fighters roared away, joining up with their
own leaders aboard their ships.
	"How much longer," asked Yamato.
	"Two minutes, sir." Yamato nodded, and waited.

	"So what are we going to do?," asked Raskey.
	"What ship is that?," asked a General.
	"The Grand Destroyer." Another General gasped.
	"Yamato's ship. Sir, what will we do?"
	"We'll destroy them!," yelled Jacen TJaden. "Order
all of the ships to open fire now. The Southern Quadrant
once again will prevail."
	"But sir...."
	"Don't question my orders, just do it!" Raskey
nodded, and went to the Bridge.

	"Sir," said the commander," they're starting to
attack. Raye Kanwak is in our hangar bay."
	"Good. Get us out of here!"
	"Yes, sir. Attention all hands," he said into the
microphone," Fold Generators... activate!" The ship
quivered as it became under attack.

	"Sir!," yelled Raskey," they're folding!"
	"They can't be doing that! They'll take three of our
carriers with them!"

	"Folding Generators at ninety- three percent, sir,"
said the commander. "That's at maximum."
	"Fine. Take us to Hyperspace." The switch was
thrown.

	"Get them out of there!," yelled Jacen.
	"Four of the carriers are going with it." Jacen's
eyes narrowed.
	"I will get you, Yamato, if it's the last thing I
ever do!"

	The ship began to fade into Hyperspace. The carriers
tried frantically to get out of the way, but it was too
late. The Dreadnought Destroyer, and the four smaller
carriers, dissapeared.