C3P9

High Orbit over Kamino

Subjugator-Class Heavy Cruiser, Nox Aemulus

Ordinarily, a single frigate would have poor odds against even a single star destroyer. The banking clan frigate was relatively fragile, lighter armor than most ships of it's size, and bore a rather skeletal superstructure that was open for attack. But it was fast, heavily armed, and very maneuverable.

Combine that with my ever-increasingly skilled micromanaging, this ship was practically dancing out of the way of salvos of fire from an exceedingly frustrated Venator.

Having drawn a ship out of it's increasingly tattered formation, dozens of escort craft pounced on the giant. Turbolasers and missiles savaged it's hull as the Munificent finally pivoted and joined in on the fight with it's heavy armament.

"Seven one one, I'm at the secondary fire control station."

Ah! I look away from the little firefight as the voice of my favorite Sith vibrated through the comlink. Her image appeared within the holoprojector of the tiny disk.

"Mistress, how good to hear from you," I said cheerfully to her from within the palm of my hand. "I hope there wasn't too much trouble?"

Ventress sighed as she took a look around. "Nothing a little soap and scrubbing won't do. I expect there'll be stains on the walls though."

Ah. "Not too much trouble then. Alright, there should be three computer ports in the command console. Insert the drive into any of them, it'll cut right through their encryptions and grant you immediate access to their defense network."

The Sith warrior nodded and bent over slightly.

A pair of corvettes exploded as I idly directed a dozen laser batteries to overwhelm their defenses with a blistering rain of red bolts. Their frames burst as debris was scattered in dozens of directions, trailing smoke and fire as their corpses drifted apart in pieces.

"The drive contains a virus that will render the firing solutions of the defenses very inefficient, but it can only do it to one set," I continued as though I had not just consigned over two dozen people to a horrible flaming death. "You have the choice of effectively disabling the fire solutions to the outer, inner, or the center rings."

"...Where is the good General?" Asked Asaj casually, straightening back up.

I knew the relationship between Ventress and Grievous were not exactly very friendly. Hell, if they could, they would backstab each other given the chance.

"Well..." I glance through the eyes of a Commando battledroid fighting on a hill of frozen tundra, firing blaster bolts at an unfortunate clone trooper.

Then Obiwan Kenobi was launched through my view, an expression of pained frustration on his face.

Grievous blurred past the commando, reptilian eyes locked on the Jedi, sabers flashing as he carves a path through troopers and war machines alike, leaving melted parts and smoking body parts in his wake.

I withdrew from the Commando's eyes and I replied with a perfectly calm voice.

"General Grievous appears to be fighting for his life in one of the training grounds within the Inner Wards."

A white lie. His army was whittled down to less than a hundred battledroids, but he's got several armed multi-legged transports tossing light IFVs around and stepping on clone troopers while dropping reinforcing troops into the battle in he snow.

He was also massacring Obiwan's army and beating the snot out of the Jedi for once in his life.

"Hmm, maybe pushing another army into his metal face would do Grievous some good," murmured Ventress as she stroked her chin thoughtfully, a wide grin pulling across her face. "I'm uploading the virus to the outer ward defenses, Seven One One. I'll be heading down to the labs to retrieve the clone sample now."

I nodded, "Good hunting."

Asaj flashed me a grin before the link was cut.

I turned my senses to the battle on the planet itself down below found it to my liking. The accuracy of anti-air fire was suddenly slacking off, shooting at targets that had already moved.

More and more transports were making their way past the defenses. I selected one, full of my favorite droids and set it on a direct course for the city itself.

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Low Orbit, Tipoca City

An Aurora-Class bulk transport hurtled towards Tipoca City, it's engine pods burning white-hot as anti-air fire rose up to meet it. The wave of flak missed the little ship completely, allowing it to quickly close the distance, flying past the outer wards.

Then the inner ward defenses started firing on it. Larger and heavier guns that had not been compromised began firing away at the transport. One laser bolt struck the starboard wing, carving right through armor layers.

Before the ship even had a chance to careen out of control, another bolt pierced it's main hull.

A second later, the entire ship became an inferno as debris and countless fireballs shot across the sky.

It didn't stop the entire flaming structure from reaching the central wards and hitting an immense spire at it's exact base with enough explosive force to wipe out a dozen city blocks...or destroy a critical support structure.

The spire stood proud with the inferno at it's base. Then it began tilt and sway as pieces began to fall. Moments later, it had begun to collapse upon itself.